My Sexy Birthday

This the story of my sexy birthday. It was on Sunday (April 13th) and I was in for something extra special that night! I spend the day at an amusement park with my 9 year old granddaughter, and we both had a wonderful time, getting a thrill out of riding roller coasters and eating fairy floss, while my husband was at home, planning something, though I didn’t know what at the time…

We all went to a pretty restaurant for dinner, and despite our delicious desserts, my husband told me that the night wasn’t over yet. When we got home we watched our wedding video with our granddaughter, who despite seeing almost all our videos, including the one of our wedding so many times, she never gets bored of them! And frankly, neither do we.

My husband and I remember that day like it was yesterday, and when we made sweet love for the first time. After I put our granddaughter to bed, I went to our room, and smelled something sweet on the way. I was starting to get an inkling of what my husband planned that day… I was starting to get wet, if you know what I mean…

I saw our room. It was lit with rose and lavender-scented candles. There were colorful petals around, but not too many. But my goodness, it looked beautiful! Not that our room wasn’t pretty as it was, but the fact that he made all this effort turned me on even more!

I put on my favorite night-dress, the same one that I wore on our honeymoon in Sweden, and pulled back the covers. I lay on our bed, thinking and remembering the times when we were young. Then, I heard my husband saying in the distance,

“I’ll be over in a minute, sexy woman!”

I was getting excited, as he came near. He came in, and started taking his shirt off, then slowly he took off his pants, leaving his white boxers on.

“Oh, I knew you’d still be so sexy after all these years!” My husband told me,

“Right back atcha! You’re still hotstuff!” I replied.

So he got on our bed, and I reached up to caress his face, before he ran his hands over that thin night dress. He started to touch and feel my breasts, and I could feel my nipples getting hard. I let out a soft moan.

“Your breasts are still beautiful, your body is still young. You’ll always be beautiful to me, and I love you.”

He then reached up my gown to feel my wet lady place, and he stroked it for a bit.

“Do you remember back in 1985, when we made love in that summer house in Hawaii?” My husband asked,

“I certainly do,” I responded,

“It was a beautiful Summer. We were so young.”

“Oh it was. We were on that beach, walking back to that house, the sun was setting and we were the los-destinos-mas-romanticos-del-mundo-en-2012-1only ones on that beach. And I’ll never forget how we made love afterward.”

“That was the most erotic Summer of my life,” I told my husband in an aroused tone, while he kissed me.

I felt my husband’s body, loving the feeling of caressing his back while he lifted my night dress over my head and then, once he got rid of his boxers, I lay on my front.

My husband gave me a gentle, but very erotic massage while we continued reminiscing.

“Remember our honeymoon, baby?” I asked,

“Oh yes,” my husband replied, “now that was one hot trip, wasn’t it?”

After a little while, we just couldn’t hold off anymore! I had to turn around and spread my legs, and he went into me and he was as hard as always!

He moved around a little while I rubbed his back.

We both thought of times we made love when we were young, as well as enjoying this very moment, being older and making love. We remembered our wedding night, our first time and how beautiful it was, at the same time being so glad that we are still able to make love this way.

We kissed passionately, and caressed one another, as that’s what we both like, and the pleasure was getting stronger. My husband nuzzled my neck, before moving up to shower kisses on my face.

I felt hotter, my breathing turned into moaning as my husband thrust a little faster, and I began to cry out as climaxed and the orgasmic sensations spread all over me. My husband climaxed almost immediately after I did.

The afterglow was beautiful as always. My husband and I cuddled while we engaged in pillow-talk, before falling asleep in each other’s arms. Thank God for the years, and the wonderful things in our lives. And, for the last 30 years, we’ve been making love the same way – in the nude!

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Flashbacks

In September of last year, just days before my husband’s birthday, the 3 of us (my husband, me & our


By: Tilemahos Efthimiadis
granddaughter) went to Greece where my husband had a performance with an old pal. Our second daughter came with her husband and children so that we could watch him sing. Our whole family ALWAYS got together if one of us was in the spotlight.

It was a lovely performance, and I was remembering times when we were younger, performing at, and attending concerts, things like that. I was holding my granddaughter in my arms while he was singing, and he looked at us lovingly as we smiled back. He blew me a kiss between lines. When the performance came to an end, our granddaughter was tired so I carried her back to our hotel, while we said goodbye to our daughter and her family, as they went back to their hotel.

After our granddaughter went to bed, I freshened up myself. I lay on our hotel bed in my little white dress, and I wanted to show my husband how much I am still turned on by him.

He came in and took me in his arms, and kissed me while I told him how sexy he was on stage that night as I took my dress off in front of him. I only had on my love heart panties. I saw the aroused look on his face, he was so turned on! He became very hard that very moment!

“You’ve shown me different sexy looks over the years, hot lady! And you looked so sexy in that little white summer dress.” My husband told me while he ran his fingers through my hair, then down my chest onto my breasts. “Remember when we were young, and we used to do things like walk around snowy landscapes, then come back home and have a dance?” he asked.

“Oh, of course! We were newlyweds. My how young we were! We’d then go to bed, but not to sleep.” I replied in a sexy tone.

“Oh, yes, and you are still so sexy. Sweet and sexy.” said my husband, while he kissed me and touched my breasts.

“So are you,” I replied, sounding turned on as I remembered how we made love those times when we were younger, as well as enjoying it now.

My husband kissed my chest, and the top of my breasts, while he caressed my body, kissing me on my collar bone and nuzzling my neck. He then took his t-shirt off, and got naked. I was getting excited. I remembered how we saw each other nude for the first time on our wedding night.

He climbed over me, and came in as I drew in a breath of pleasure. We were French kissing, and caressing one another as I let out breaths of pleasure. I remembered our beautiful summer night as my husband kissed my cheekbones, and gently stroked my breasts.

The way he thrusted and moved around inside my wet ladyplace reminded me of the night our younger daughter was conceived.

I continued to hold my husband in my arms, showing how much I still love him, as he kissed me all over, and stroked my breasts, gently as if they were delicate. He lightly ran his hand over one breast, cupping my face with the other.

My pleasure was starting to get stronger, those breaths turned into moans. My husband thrusted a bit faster and harder, massaging my sweetspot with his pubic bone. For a moment I even thought we were back in the 1980s! But I knew we weren’t.

Sure enough, I had a beautifully powerful orgasm, as my husband nuzzled at the side of my neck, and kissed it. I rubbed my husband’s back as I let out my breaths of pleasure as more past memories of us making love came to my mind. My husband climaxed as I came down, he held me tighter as he vocalized in ecstacy.

When he came down, we had a few moments of holding each other very tight. While we cuddled, my husband told me he remembered the times we made love when we were younger as well!

“I’ll never forget our concert together, and how we got passionate afterwards.” My husband remembered, as he kept kissing me.

“Remember our friends’ wedding back in 1992?” I asked

“Oh, absolutely! I get hard just thinking about that!” he replied.

“I also still remember how it felt to smell and taste your wet, sweet ladyplace for the first time. Making love to you now to me is no different then when we were young and making love. You’re still, and always will be mine.” my husband told me.

“I also feel no different either. You are still my sexy man after 29 years of marriage.” I replied.

After my husband said “Back atcha”, we kissed and cuddled the night away. We most certainly knew who to thank for our years together. Because we trust God in everything and put Him first, we found each other, and we still have a beautiful, sexy marriage.

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Favorite Naked Memories

I was thinking about some of my favorite memories of times when my wife and I were naked together.  I


By: atelielove
LOVE naked!  I love when my wife is naked, I love to be naked and I really love it when we are naked together.  Even if it isn’t “sexual” per se, the fact that we are naked makes it erotic and fun.  (Of course it does make it easier to get it sexual when you’re naked if you know what I mean!)  But I was thinking about some of my more favorite memories and thought I would share them.

1. My all time favorite has to be sleeping naked.  I know that’s simple, but I can’t help it.  I love it that my wife and I sleep naked every night.  Even on nights when we haven’t had sex for whatever reason.  We’ve grown accustomed to sleeping naked and nothing else feels as good now.  But I especially love it when my wife cuddles up to me and presses her naked body up against mine and lays her head on my chest.  She then lays her hand on my chest and moves her leg over mine so that her leg rests in between mine.  OMG!  Having her lay up against me/on me like that naked just does something to me.  I can’t tell you how many nights I have just laid there like that, not going to sleep because I was too busy just enjoying that feeling.  But it was worth the tired feeling the next day because I absolutely love that!

2. I love it when my wife cleans the house in the nude.  I love to see her walk around naked.  I love to see her do “ordinary things” like cleaning the house in the nude.  I love to see her on her hands and knees with her naked ass pointing up in the air.  I love to watch her vacuum in the nude.  Her boobs bounce and swing back and forth with each back and forth motion of the vacuum cleaner.  She will sometimes even do this with the window blinds open during the day.  Very risqué and hot!  I sometimes catch myself just staring at her when she’s doing this.  (I do clean with her, but I get distracted!)  This is one of my favorite naked memories.

3. One time we had a lazy Sunday where we slept in and didn’t go anywhere.  Since we sleep naked she was already naked.  For some reason this day she didn’t put anything on.  She spent the entire day naked.  (I had to take the dogs out a couple of times so I had to throw something on for that, but she stayed naked.)  I love this because a) she stayed naked ALL day. She got out of bed that morning naked and didn’t put a thing on and then got back into bed later that night naked.  B) it was spontaneous and she did it on her own.  I didn’t have to beg her for a “naked day.”  It just happened.  She just never put anything on all day.  And I think we only had sex one time all day.  Other than that there was nothing sexual about it.  It was just a lazy, watch movies all day, kind of Sunday.  But with a naked wife!

4. I loved the time we went to a secluded cabin for the weekend and went naked the whole time.  We spend a total of 38 hrs and 25 minutes straight naked!  That was the longest we had ever gone.  (We actually went back to that cabin earlier this year for a second trip and beat our record.  We stayed naked for 41 hrs and 11 minutes that time!) But it was so awesome because we went outside and walked around, got in the pool, laid in the hammock – all in the nude.  (For a more detailed account of our first trip, read my story: Cabin Getaway) But this is one of my favorite naked memories.

5. One time we bought black sheets and covered up our living room to turn it into our own photography studio.  We wanted some erotic pictures of ourselves for our bedroom so we set up the camera on a tripod and a timer and with that background we did various poses.  Some by ourselves and some together.  We took a lot of pictures naked, but then of course we did some other variations: Her naked with rose petals sprinkled all around her, her wearing nothing but cowboy boots and a cowboy hat.  (My favorite of those was one where she had on nothing but the boots and she had the hat covering her pussy and her arms covering her boobs.  You can tell she’s naked, but you can’t see anything.  It’s so sexy and seductive too!) She had borrowed the hat and boots from a girlfriend of hers.  Her girlfriend picked up on what she wanted them for and gave her some knowing looks and smiles when she picked them up.  And at one point in the evening my wife suggested I take a picture of her in the boots and hat with her phone and send it to her girlfriend.  So we picked a pose where she was sitting in a chair wearing nothing but the boots and a hat, but she was leaning forward and crossing her legs.  So again you could tell she was naked except for the hat and boots but you couldn’t “see” anything.  We sent it to her in a text saying, “Thanks for letting me borrow the hat and boots.”  Her girlfriend texted back: “LOL!  HOT!  Glad you’re having fun!”  We also did some of her in various lingerie, with a sexy black dress and black hose and heels.  She started out fully dressed but as she got undressed I took pictures of her so we have a progression until she is in nothing but the hose and heels.  So sexy!  We did another set where she had on a pair of Superman underwear and nothing else and I had on a pair of Batman underwear and nothing else.  We set the camera on a timer so it took several shots in a row and then we each took off our underwear and handed it to the other one and then put that one on.  So then I was wearing the Superman and she was wearing the Batman.  LOL!  Then we have some with her playing with herself with her vibrator in various states of dress and undress.  Then we took some pictures with me in a chair and her sitting on top of me.  (Yes I entered into her and she was wet!) When I go back to look at the pictures as I scroll through this section, if I do it fast it almost looks like a movie of us having sex.  Cause you can tell what we’re doing as you click on each frame and see her hips move back and forth.  We spend about six hours one Saturday doing all this and it’s one of my favorite naked memories.  We printed out the pictures at home and hung them in our bedroom.

So those are my top 5 naked memories.  Just thought I would share.  Feel free to share with me any of your favorite naked memories with your spouse.

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The Little Things

Normally I write a story about a specific event that occurred that stands out in my mind.  But I got to thinking recently, there are a lot of little things that my wife and I have done over the years that wouldn’t make a full story on their own, but they are worthy of being remembered.  And often it’s the little things that keep us going.  We can’t have “mountain top” experiences EVERY day and life is full of routine and monotony.  So very often we need to sprinkle some little sexual moments at various times just to keep things fresh and fun.  A lot of little things can add up to one big thing eventually.  So I’d like to share some of these little moments with you.  So here they are, in no particular order.

1. One time my wife flashed me her boobs at a fast food restaurant and I took a picture.

2. We were helping family unload a storage shed.  My wife and I went by ourselves to get the last load and it was late at night and dark.  So after we emptied the shed, we turned the truck headlights to face the storage shed and we had some picture fun.  We took pictures of each other flashing the camera in various poses.  At one point she even pulled her shorts and panties down and flashed her boobs.  She also bent down and sucked my cock a little and we got a picture of that.  Even though we didn’t have sex, it was fun because it was unplanned, in a public place (even though nobody else was there) and we took pictures.

3. One night after my wife went to bed, I jacked off and shot my cum out into a small bowl.  I put a lid on it and packed it with her lunch.  I didn’t tell her the next morning and we both left for work like normal.  She didn’t see it until she unpacked her lunch.  Then she drank it.

4. My wife was going over to a girlfriend’s house one evening to hang out.  She was going to leave before I got home from work.  So she got her camera and made me a video of her jilling off.  At one point she took her panties she had been wearing all day and wiped her pussy getting her cum all over them.  She laid them on my side of the bed and told me in the video to jack off using them.  When I got home I checked the panties and they were still very wet.  I wrapped them around my cock and jacked off while watching my wife’s video.

5. My wife has this one piece zip up cover up.  It is sleeveless and only goes to her knees.  It’s supposed to be something you wear over a bathing suit on your way to or from the pool.  But she has often worn it with nothing underneath and driven to a drive thru or she will go out to the car in it.  One time she wore it and we had to go to the store.  She drove so she could drop me off at the door and pick me up.  On the way back I started playing around with her by unzipping it as much as she would let me and raising the hem up as far as I could.  I brought the camera and got some good pictures of her driving (almost) naked.

6. Another time my wife said she had to go to bed but forgot to make a lunch for the next day at work.  She asked me to make her a sandwich.  So I did.  But then I added my own personal touch to it.  I pulled my cock out and stroked it till it was hard and I touched her sandwich with my cock.  I took a picture of it and sent it to her the next day.  Then because it felt so good, I continued to stroke my cock until I came.  Then I took just a little dab of cum and put it on the inside of the sandwich. I took a picture of that and told her about it too.  She enjoyed her lunch the next day. LOL!

7. Once we were visiting my wife’s family and we stayed at her parent’s house.  She was sitting on the couch with her mother sitting next to her.  I was walking out of the room for something and she reached her arms up for me to hug her.  So I bent down and hugged her, but as I stood up I grazed both of her boobs with my hand.  Her mother didn’t see so it was a sexy, playful moment between us.

8. Once we went shopping for my wife for a new dress.  She wore a dress with absolutely nothing underneath.  No bra, no panties, nothing.  SO sexy!  She picked out a few things to try on and we both went into the dressing room.  She took off her dress and shoes and was completely naked in the dressing room. I wanted to take her right then!  But we didn’t do anything.  But it was hot because she was completely naked and there were so many people just on the other side of the door.

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Remembering our Honeymoon

My husband, myself and our granddaughter were on a vacation in Sweden for the summer, and came back 2 weeks ago.WHITE DRESS 2 months in Stockholm was fantastic! We felt it would be a good idea to go there, since we just celebrated our 30 years of marriage, and this is where we went on our honeymoon.

We flew there 2 days after our 30th anniversary party. We immediately started sight-seeing the next day. We told our granddaughter stories of where we went when we were first married.

We went to the ABBA museum & had a wonderful time! We then went to Östermalm Food Hall for tea. It was good because it was summer, and the days were extra long!

So when our granddaughter went to bed, we decided to stay up some more. We both knew what we wanted to do… we brought along an ABBA dvd, so we decided to dance! Just like when we were young, and had been doing since we were married! We freshened up before singing & dancing to our favorite songs, including of course our song “Honey Honey” and our first dance song “I’ve been waiting for you” in our bedroom (our bedroom also had a TV).

For that I decided to wear a little something to give off a blast from the past – my white, thin see-through night dress which I first wore on our honeymoon. I haven’t worn it since the late 1980s. My husband, wearing his boxers, let out an aroused exhale, and he became hard straight away! Just like when he first saw me like that! And like all the other times I wore this, I wore nothing under it!

We were having so much fun and we even danced a little sexy at times!

“I remember when we did this on our honeymoon!” My husband told me as we danced.

I responded with a sexy, “Oh yes, so do I!”

It was the very first time we danced before making love.

I remembered how in 1984, during a particular part of a song, I started to dance sexy in that short, see-through dress wearing nothing underneath. And my husband was the only one allowed to see me like this. And tonight, I did it the same way, with the same song.

We still love and enjoy each other very much now, but at the same time we also can’t help but think of the times when we were young, now that we’re older. Remembering those days makes us feel even closer and more love for each other.

I turned my husband on with some of my sexy moves, doing a bit of thrusting, playing with my hair before moving my hands down to feel my breasts. I then continued to dance in this sexy manner.

My husband did the same as he ran his hands all over my body. He took my hand and twirled me one time, before he put his hands on my waist. I drew in a sensual inhale as his lips gently kissed mine. The beautiful ABBA love song “Gonna sing you my lovesong” was playing in the background as we French kissed one another, while we were remembering the first time we did this 30 years ago.

“I just got a flashback of the first time I held you in my arms like this!” My husband told me as he caressed my body over that thin material.

“I remember it too. It felt so good and still does.” I replied as I hugged him back.

We couldn’t hold off anymore! I lay on our bed, and my husband lay on me, cupped my face as he kissed me and I remembered the night, during our honeymoon when I was wearing the gown, and he was in his boxers, and after we were French kissing, he kissed me all over my body, as he went down to taste my ladyplace.

My husband kissed my neck, as I kneaded his back.

Suddenly, my gown was off! My husband looked at my body, looking very aroused, and his breathing became a little heavier.

He touched my face with both hands before running them down my neck and over my breasts. His boxers came off and I was very much turned on by his body. Still hot! My ladyplace got wet, and he started gently stroking it.

I let out a soft moan while he continued stroking my ladyplace, and then his nearly rock-hard man-part entered me.

I ran my fingers across his back before I wrapped my arms around him. Then, I got the idea to rub his lower back the way I did on our honeymoon. As I massaged him, I saw that same pleasurable look on his face… his eyes half-closed, and he was making these pleasurable moans, as he held me in his arms.

He kissed my chest before moving his hand down to feel my soft breasts. He then embraced me as he continued thrusting. I  held him close to me, and my husband did the same as I caressed the back of his head, and kissed him on the cheek.

As I caressed his bare back, I kissed his neck. My hot breaths of pleasure blew down his neck, and then I rested my head on the pillow when I had this, strong and beautiful orgasm. At that my husband thrusted even faster. As I moaned in total pleasure and ecstasy, I could tell my husband was about to climax as well. He thrusted even harder as his orgasm pretty much exploded!

As we climaxed, we held each other tight, and somehow our climaxes made our memories of when we were young & newly married even more vivid! We were remembering how we were in this very hotel, making love as young newlyweds, we more or less saw ourselves 30 years ago!

We sure were exhausted when we came down. My husband then lay me on him, as we cuddled and remembered our honeymoon. Praise God for everything He has given and done for us!

We were also excited about the next day and the fun we were going to have. We were all going shopping after breakfast! We had a wonderful time!

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Enjoying Swedish Summer

About half-way into our Swedish trip, it was a lovely day outside, so we went to the Screen Shot 2014-12-06 at 10.22.08 PMMidsummer Festival! There was a lot of singing, we danced; it was so much fun! Then, we noticed some dark clouds approaching, and we figured it would rain, so at around 11 am we went to IKEA to look around and do some shopping.

We are still impressed at how they make IKEA look so good! With these lovely rooms, they look like movie sets in a film studio! Our flat is pretty much a replica of the stuff in IKEA that we like! Admittedly we had some pictures taken. We then went to eat, and my husband quite likes these Swedish meatballs. I had some waffles with chocolate, and our granddaughter had this pink-iced princess cake!

And then we went to the food market to get some groceries. We got some IKEA chocolate, Dryck Flader (this is a sweet drink made from elderflower. It’s really good!), and some soft thin bread. After more sightseeing, we went to the Food Hall for dinner around 6:30pm. It was fun as always, and then our granddaughter asked us questions about when we were young and newly married. When we passed familiar sights, we told her about our time there.

Once we got back to the hotel, we freshened up to get ready for bed, after which our granddaughter & I were looking through some old photos together. The photos ranged from us as babies up until now. I showed her photos of when we were teenagers, and of course we got a whole album of our wedding pictures, which we also looked at. Then, it was getting on a bit, so she went to bed. But I couldn’t help but keep looking that those beautiful memories, as well as enjoy the times now.

My husband came over and while we looked at those photos, we talked about those old times!

We couldn’t help but watch some old home movies again. Naturally, we watched our wedding video, that never gets old, nor do the other memories! Those memories are still so vivid! Praise the Lord for our ability to remember so well!

It became obvious what was coming next…

My husband and I went to our bedroom where I had on my “classic” night dress. We started to kiss.

“Why don’t we have a dance?” suggested my husband.

So we put on an ABBA dvd, and we danced to many great songs!

“Remember when we were young and just married and we did this for the first time?” My husband reminisced,

“Of course, I remember it! We sure were young!” We remembered how erotic this first experience of our special dancing, and how we made love right after.

“You still got the moves, baby!” said my husband.

Then, after we danced, I lay on our bed in that nightgown, the same way as on our honeymoon, on the night he tasted my sweet ladyplace. As my husband took his shirt off to reveal his (hot) upper body, I remembered how he did it that night on our honeymoon. I got so wet!

He stripped down to his boxers, and climbed over me. He showered me with kisses, like he had done on that beautiful night. My night gown just slid off me, and my husband slid his hand down his boxers before ridding himself of them. I was ready for this sexy man, and he didn’t spare a second entering me.

He took me in his arms and kissed me, and I was feeling so blissful in his love for me as we made love on this beautiful summer night. I couldn’t help but remember the hot summer we had in Hawaii in 1985. Of course we had many hot Summers, Falls, Springs and Winters, haha! But this one stuck out this time. I remembered how we were young newlyweds walking on the beach as the sun was setting. I remembered how we talked about our life so far when we got back to our beach house.

As we were French kissing I remembered how he touched me when he initiated for us to make love. And how as he unbuttoned my dress he ran his hand under it to caress my soft skin. I remembered how hot it was, it was so beautiful! And we were so young!

I held him tight, feeling strong love for him, as he thrust inside my wet ladyplace. I moaned softly with pleasure as he kissed me between my breasts, then kissed my cheek before nuzzling me and kissing me on the mouth. I climaxed suddenly, while my husband thrust even faster, making my orgasm even stronger and more intense. I cried out as the pleasurable waves spread all over me. My husband then came, and he was not afraid to let his pleasurable moans either.

We were most certainly exhausted! But we were so satisfied. I lay on him, and rested my head on his chest.

“I was just remembering our Hawaiian vacation 29 years ago!” I told my husband,

“Me too! Great minds think alike, don’t they?” My husband said as I smiled.

We kissed each other a little, and I wrapped my arms around him, and he stroked my hair as I fell asleep in his arms.

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Something For Me – Cock Ring

This feels so weird,” I said as I put it on. “It’s like a condom but all I feel is the end,” I said looking down at the purple cock ring cock ringthat now rested at the base of my cock. She laughed that breathtaking laugh of hers as she laid there sprawled out just waiting for me. She got embarrassed whenever I said I loved watching her laugh when she was naked. My baby is thick and so when she laughs everything jiggles. That cute stomach of hers, her thighs, and those big round titties of hers. It was definitely a compliment that her nipples were hard from the fact they were just in my mouth.

Earlier that day I had seen a cock ring at work – I stow for Amazon in one of their warehouses, so you can see how I see everything there, but I digress – and after doing some research because I was curious as to what the heck they were for,* I decided I would try them out. Normally everything we got for our bed was “for me.” The lingerie she had worn, the whip I occasionally used on her when she wasn’t being good, the bed restraints I generally used to tie her down, and occasionally allowed her to tie me down with, all for me; sort of. But with the cock ring, it was the first thing I had actually bought for me-me. Yeah, it had a little vibrating bullet at the top, but at the same time it was something I wanted so I got it.

“Are you going to turn it on?” she asked me with a small smile.

“No, I thought I would buy a vibrating cock ring to not turn it on, ever,” I said.

“Oh-oh! Lose the attitude,” she laughed. “Turn it on already and get over here and kiss me,” she said lifting up her foot to trace my shaft. My body trembled at her touch, she knew I had a foot fetish, but because she didn’t like feet (ironic right?) she didn’t use her feet that often but when she did, she’d send me to another world. I didn’t want to waste any more time  so I turned the ring on but not before fumbling around the switch. The small little hum echoed in the room catching both of us off guard.

“Whoa! That feels weird,” I said throwing my hands back trying to get used to the feeling. I looked down and watched my black cock vibrate and breathed trying to get used to the new sensation.

She laughed again and I laughed with her and started to come off my knees. “Are you ready for this,” I asked lining myself up to her waiting, wet pink pussy lips. She didn’t need to answer but she did as she bit her lip and nodded.

The vibrations felt weird as I grabbed hold with one hand just so I could put myself in and as I felt those warm wet lips take every inch of me I moaned out loud as I heard her take a sharp breath in and her finger nails dug into my arm. Instantly her legs began to tremble once the vibrator lined up and tickled her clit.

“Oh yeah,” I asked her holding myself up, “You like that?”

“No it’s not that,” she said lying, “It’s just you played with my clit for so long it’s sensitive.” She was still shaking and lifting her hips a little more.

“So you like it?” I said laughing.

“Michael,” she said. “Move!”

“Oh, so you’re going to tell me what to do now,” I asked sliding my cock back and then slowly sliding all the way back in. She moaned and her nails dug into me once again but when I stopped and held her clit hostage her whole body reacted.

“Baby,” she moaned in a sing-song whiny voice. “Please!”

“Nah, I think I’m going to hold it here for a moment,” I teased laying completely on top of her. I began to kiss her neck, biting it and gently sucking because I couldn’t give her a hickey on the neck; not very work friendly. I traced her jaw line with my lips, kissing it and gently biting it remembering like I always did that day in the park. When we had first started dating in my sophomore year of high school and we were being intimate in telling each other where our hotspots were. I was surprised to find out that jawline was the ticket and from that moment on that spot was not neglected.

I slid up just a little so I could see those waiting nipples, a light pink when they weren’t turned on but now they were that beat red she gets all over her body when she’s either embarrassed or completely horny. I just flicked the left nipple with my tongue as she continued to cause earthquakes underneath me. She hissed again and her hands traced my back and lost themselves in the hair on top of my head. She grabbed hold when I began to suck, and gently rolled it in my teeth. I couldn’t leave her right nipple hanging so I used my hand to trace the side of her stomach and for a moment her trembles reached a small peak but they lost it when I started twisting her other nipple with my fingers.

“Baby,” she whispered begging me again to not just hold it there. By now I could already feel the pressure she was building up, but not just yet.

“You want me to fuck you?” I asked. I began kissing her neck again and tracing her jaw line breathing on it knowing that my breath so close and warm drove her crazy. She couldn’t even form words, she just nodded grabbing a little more of my hair as I kissed her neck again. I couldn’t keep her waiting forever and I wanted her just as badly as she wanted me, but I just love to torture her.

I started to slide in and out feeling her wet pussy tighten around me but all the foreplay juices still made it easy to slide back. I went slow letting her feel every centimeter to inch of me. Her nails dug into my back and she dragged them across my skin as I kept taking my time with her slowly speeding up to that correct, not too fast, not too slow, speed. Just a smooth motion of me taking her along for a ride of ecstasy.

Her moans filled the room, louder than normal because she could feel the vibrations but this time she knew it was me vibrating, not any of the failed toys we had tried to buy in the past and with each thrust, that spot inside of her just kept building and building. Her pussy tightened around me because of the extra pressure from that G-spot, but she was so wet I could keep sliding in and out with no problem but when that pressure needed to be released she pushed me out with those muscles of hers and screamed as her pussy squirted all over our sheets beneath her.

“I love it when you squirt,” I whispered to her just putting my head right against her clit letting her feel the vibrations again. Her legs were already shaking from the squirt and with my cock pulsing and vibrating right there on her little button was just making it stronger.

“Babe, I need you,” she whispered.

“Yeah?”

“Yes,” she gasped using one hand to pull me down by the neck and kiss her and the other to line me back up and slide me back in. Both of us moaned in mid kiss and I knew she was ready for me to pound her. Wow, she was so wet after her squirt and I loved it. The sounds of me sliding in and out of her and her moans filled the room with their beautiful symphony and I didn’t want it to stop.

“Michael,” she moaned out loud.

“Yes, baby?” I whispered before kissing her neck again

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, oooooh, baby, don’t stop!” she cried. Apparently she didn’t want it to end either. I pushed myself up with my arms and started going faster, I knew that was my cue that she was about to climax again. Not a squirt this time, but still another climax. Weird to think, but as always when she got ready to climax the second time I began to thank God that he blessed me with the rare commodity—a woman who climaxes more than once, and not just sometimes but every time.

I pumped faster and faster hearing her moans reach the ceiling, getting louder and louder as she got closer.

“Ah!” she cried for a brief moment thrusting up her hips and throwing her arms over her head. I almost slipped out like I always do when she climaxes and her fingers gently traced the ripples in the wall as she came off that peak, relaxing her hips after squirming for a few moments.

I took my arms as she started to breathe a little easier, lifting her legs and putting them over my shoulders. I started going slow again, just so my cock could help her relax but still help her start climbing back up the mountain. As I slid in and out of her I began kissing her leg as it gently waved by my head. I traced the goose bumps with my lips gently nibbling every other kiss. I looked down for a moment locking eyes with her. She blushed and closed hers as she let another moan slip through her lips. Her breast swayed with each thrust and I just had to tug on one of her nipples. She hissed again and opened her eyes and through all the breaths she took as I kept fucking her she whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I whispered back as I slid back and then ever so slowly slid back in before I held myself there. Her legs began to shake uncontrollably again as the vibrating cock ring shook her clit.

“Baby,” she pleaded with me moving her hips up and down trying to get me to move, but I held her down and just laughed as I flicked her nipples with my fingers.

“Michael, please,” she cried as I began to feel that pressure inside her build up again. I ignored those cries as I started kissing up her leg again this time going all the way to her foot. I started to kiss the sole before I bit the side of her foot. She moaned and squirmed underneath me, once again begging me to fuck her instead of just holding it there. But I just continued to kiss up her foot until I reached her toes and began to suck them one by one. I took my time with each toe and continued to feel the pressure in her wet warm pussy build to the point it was starting to slide me out again.

“Baby,” she cried through her gasps. “I have to squirt,” she said.

I laughed. “I know,” I said beginning to slide in and out of her again.

She took a huge breath in and started pulling me down begging for a kiss. I gave her one as I started pumping faster so she could release herself once again. That special spot in her built and built itself up until I couldn’t stay in any longer, I pulled out and used my hand to play with her clit, hearing the cock ring vibrate. She moaned and whined and squirmed all over the bed because I wasn’t holding her down with my cock. Before I knew it she was splashing all over the bed again raising her hips in the climax before bringing them back down in a huff.

I let her legs come off my shoulders and slid myself back in enjoying all the dripping juices that were once again staining our bed; oh how we had to constantly change our sheets. I felt my baby tremble beneath me and a small smile formed on her lips as I leaned down to kiss her. I rested my body on her and raised my hips taking it slow for a few pumps as I kissed that jaw line of hers hearing her moans within my ears as her scratches sent shivers down my spine. I started going faster, hearing the small ‘splooshing’ noises that left her pussy as I began to pound her. My hands reached around her legs and grabbed hold of her ass and I squeezed to get another moan out of her. My rule of thumb is at least three climaxes for my Queen before I finish and I was ready to ride that wave with her to her fourth.

“Yes!” she cried in my ear as I kept laying on her using only my hips to fuck her as fast as I could. Her nails dug in a little deeper and she grabbed a little more of my hair as I rested my head near her shoulder and gently bit the lobe of her ear. She hissed, she moaned, she screamed, and I loved every second of it as I felt my cock shiver and tremble as I got ready to climax. I pushed myself up on my arms going just a little faster to race up that mountain knowing she was right there with me. It was at the tip and for another second I held it to let it build a little more and then with one final thrust I came.

“Ga-aaaaaaaah,” I moaned as I started to climax. Feeling my seed begin to fill her up, my baby followed suit lifting her hips and climaxing with me her moans bouncing off the walls and drowning out my own satisfaction. We stayed up there for about ten seconds. I couldn’t believe what I was feeling. The cock ring had done what it was supposed to and intensified my climax. My head spun in a good way, and as the two of us climaxed we looked at each other with our orgasm faces, mouths agape as we moaned and gasped. Our bodies shook uncontrollably, and we shivered down together once we came off the peak. A mountain we climbed together multiple times before, but each time greater than the last.

I laid back down on her as the two of us steadied our breathing. One of my favorite moments is after because our breathing and our heartbeats will synchronize with each other for about a couple of minutes really bring a new meaning to “the two will become one.”

I was not sure how much time passed, but enough of it had passed for her to calm down. With my eyes closed and my ears filled with her still racing heartbeat, she continued to shake beneath me while her fingers traced my arm and my back over and over.

“Babe,” she finally whispered.

“Yes?”

“I need you to pull out,” she said with a small laugh. I had totally forgotten about the cock ring and it was still pressed against her clit as we laid there still keeping her on that journey, never really allowing her to calm down.

“My bad,” I laughed, finally pulling out. As she closed her legs to keep the cum from dripping all over the place, I laughed again as I turned off the vibrations.

“Yeah, we need to use these more often,” I said kissing her outer thighs. She just responded by closing her eyes and breathing one long satisfied breath.

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