“I want you to tie me down and ravish me!” is not what I expected to hear from my low-drive wife the day after we had amazing sex. Her period was only a few days away, we had not been especially flirtatious that morning, but we had spent an excellent and close weekend together.
I had just come in from the back room, she surprised me by seductively embracing me and greedily holding and kissing me. I was surprised and asked “Do you need me to make love to you?”
“I want you to tie me down and ravish me!” was her breathless reply.
We went to the bedroom; I threw her on the bed and stole her jeans. I borrowed the ties from our house coats and tied her right ankle to the corner of the bed. She took off her shirt and bra while I worked and I put a sleeping mask over her eyes before I tied her wrists together and then to the opposite corner of the bed so she was stretched diagonal with her left leg free. She mumbled something about not being able to get her panties off (the ones that say “I heart my crazy husband” which I had given her for our anniversary last May), but I had planned only to pull them down to her ankle, which I did.
Her hairy pussy was beautiful. I wanted to bury my lips and tongue in it, but my wife does not like to be licked, especially cunnilingus, so I instead kissed up her waist to her breasts then her neck and we made out for a few seconds.
I could tell she was becoming impatient with foreplay, so jumping up I stripped quickly and retrieved the jar of coconut oil beside our bed. Coconut oil is solid at room temperature, but melts at skin temperature. Because it is still Sept (this was the 21st), the oil was just barely solid. I stuffed my dick into the jar. It came out with excessive globs of semi-solid oil on the head, which was perfect.
I climbed onto my wife, placing my right leg between her legs and against her juicy puss. I began to ravenously kiss her as she rubbed her crotch against my leg -> the most reliable way for her to get off. As she began to moan against my kisses, I rocked with her motion and rubbed my aching cock against her now greasy waist.
I could not take any more. As she neared her orgasm I moved my leg to straddle her and pushed my slippery cock into her warm cunt – thrusting deeply. After only a few seconds she moaned and shook as she came. I was so close, but it took several more seconds of fast & deep penetration before I squirted into her & we both collapsed.
We lay there for several minutes, softly talking while my diminishing penis slowly slid in and out of her creamy vagina, hoping the pleasure of the last several minutes could last just a little longer.
That is one of the beautiful things about marriage: a single moment of amazing sex cannot last forever, but in marriage, it can happen again and again.
I had just come in from the back room, she surprised me by seductively embracing me and greedily holding and kissing me. I was surprised and asked “Do you need me to make love to you?”
“I want you to tie me down and ravish me!” was her breathless reply.
We went to the bedroom; I threw her on the bed and stole her jeans. I borrowed the ties from our house coats and tied her right ankle to the corner of the bed. She took off her shirt and bra while I worked and I put a sleeping mask over her eyes before I tied her wrists together and then to the opposite corner of the bed so she was stretched diagonal with her left leg free. She mumbled something about not being able to get her panties off (the ones that say “I heart my crazy husband” which I had given her for our anniversary last May), but I had planned only to pull them down to her ankle, which I did.
Her hairy pussy was beautiful. I wanted to bury my lips and tongue in it, but my wife does not like to be licked, especially cunnilingus, so I instead kissed up her waist to her breasts then her neck and we made out for a few seconds.
I could tell she was becoming impatient with foreplay, so jumping up I stripped quickly and retrieved the jar of coconut oil beside our bed. Coconut oil is solid at room temperature, but melts at skin temperature. Because it is still Sept (this was the 21st), the oil was just barely solid. I stuffed my dick into the jar. It came out with excessive globs of semi-solid oil on the head, which was perfect.
I climbed onto my wife, placing my right leg between her legs and against her juicy puss. I began to ravenously kiss her as she rubbed her crotch against my leg -> the most reliable way for her to get off. As she began to moan against my kisses, I rocked with her motion and rubbed my aching cock against her now greasy waist.
I could not take any more. As she neared her orgasm I moved my leg to straddle her and pushed my slippery cock into her warm cunt – thrusting deeply. After only a few seconds she moaned and shook as she came. I was so close, but it took several more seconds of fast & deep penetration before I squirted into her & we both collapsed.
We lay there for several minutes, softly talking while my diminishing penis slowly slid in and out of her creamy vagina, hoping the pleasure of the last several minutes could last just a little longer.
That is one of the beautiful things about marriage: a single moment of amazing sex cannot last forever, but in marriage, it can happen again and again.
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