It was a long day today. My kids demanded a lot of my attention and my husband had to work late. If I sat still for more than ten minutes I would start to fall asleep. By time my husband walked through the door it was bedtime for my daughter. She fought tooth and nail, but finally went to her bedroom. I breastfed my son, we watched a show on Netflix. I tried to engage him in light conversation, but I could tell he was much to tired for words. Halfway through the show my son had finished feeding so I put him in his crib and went back to enjoy the rest of the show.
The program ended and my husband headed to bed while I picked up the living room. Soon I headed to our room and turned on the shower. I grabbed panties, a sports bra and an old tanktop, checked on my sleeping son, then headed into the bathroom. I slowly stepped out of my clothing and let them fall to the floor as I took a long look at myself in the mirror. My body is not what it used to be. After carrying two children my stomach bares stretch marks and is not as tight as it once was, I'm not as thin as I once was, and my breasts aren't as perky. I close my eyes, take a deep, cleansing breath, and get in the shower.
I let the hot water run over my breasts swollen with milk. I let my mind drift as I feel the beads of water run down my face and neck, over my breasts, down my stomach and over my one feature I'm still proud of; my ass. It has still maintained its smooth, round and even perky shape. It's a rather good size for me being a white woman of mostly Irish decent.
Getting down to business I wash my hair and notice my razor blade sitting there, ready for use. It being winter I have been lazy on the upkeep of my legs, so I will not neglect them tonight. I lather up my legs and bend down to shave and I'm taken by surprise at how good the water feels running down my ass on over my pussy. I felt the urge to touch myself, but I refrained and went back to my task at hand. I finished washing myself and got out of the shower, ran a comb through my hair, and as I was getting ready to brush my teeth I felt warm liquid running down my breast and onto my stomach. I quickly put my bra on and breast pads, my panties, and tanktop, brushed my teeth, and lay with my husband in bed.
I laid in the dark, listening to him softly snore. I placed my hand on his chest and played with his chest hair, moving from one side to the other. I soon found myself moving my hand lower and lower until I was playing at the edge of his boxers. Out of sheer curiosity I moved my hand down to see if his cock was hard for me, and to my amazement, despite his state of slumber, he was at half mast. I began to gently, but firmly, rub his cock to see just how hard I could get it before he woke up. I pulled his dick out through the hole of his boxers and wrapped my fingers around his shaft, moving up and down, slowly at first. I ran the pad of my thumb over the tip, tracing the edges of the mushroom shaped top, feeling how smooth the skin was and how it was increasing in temperature. As I began to rub his cock a little faster and firmer, I noticed I had started licking my lips and thinking how he would taste right now. So I bent down and lightly licked his tip. This made him stir and give a soft moan.
"Do you want more?" I whispered. His reply was just another soft moan. "You need to wake up if you want more."
"Hmm?" He stirred.
" I said you need to wake up if you want more. Do you want more?"
"Yeah..." I saw his eyes had opened so I went down and took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. To my own surprise I took almost all of him in. I haven't done that in quite some time. As I moved up his shaft I twirled my pierced tongue around his tip, letting him feel the sensation my piercing provided. I went down again taking all of him in and went a little faster each time I moved up and down until he placed his hand on my head, gently grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth. I let him push his cock in and was proud of myself for somehow refraining from gagging as he hit the back of my throat with each thrust. Suddenly he pulled on my hair causing me to come off his dick and said, "I want the real thing."
Without hesitation I helped him pull his boxers off then I stood up on the bed, straddled him and slowly pulled my panties down letting him get a good look at my slit. He ran his hands up my smooth legs as if to beg me to sit on his throbbing cock and I complied. I winced a little as my pussy stretched to swallow his hot dick, but the feeling of him being inside me sent me into a frenzy. I needed more.
I rocked my hips back and forth as he thrust up into me, moaning louder and louder. Our headboard was slamming into the wall as I rode his dick like a rodeo slut. Hesitantly he grabbed at my breasts and I warned him they were full and would leak if pulled them out (he's a little freaked out with lactation). Tenderly he caressed them outside the bra as I fucked him. Feeling his large hands upon my breasts made me moan a little louder. He placed one hand on my shoulder and started pounding into me even harder causing me to let out a squeal of delight. I moved my hips in a figure eight pattern when he pulled my sports bra down saying, "Fuck it!" and pulling me down, taking my breast into his mouth. He flicked my sensitive nipple with his tongue and gently sucked and kissed it before moving to the other one. This made me go bat-shit crazy with delight and in seconds I was cumming all over his dick. I screamed out in pure ecstasy as he continued to love and enjoy my breasts and the sweet milk they had to offer.
My legs were shaking tremendously, but I kept fucking my man for it had been far too long since I gave him the attention he craved. He saw my struggle due to my shaking from an intense orgasm and said, "Bend over so I can fuck you good and hard." This made my knees buckle completely, I love getting fucked doggy style and he knows it. He stood on the side of the bed and I backed my ass up to him ready to take in his cock again, but he put one of his hands firmly on my ass preventing me from getting exactly what I wanted. Instead, he toyed with my, rubbing the tip on the outer edges of my dripping wet lips. I let out a soft moan that pleaded with him and he grabbed my hips with both hands and slammed his cock into me, over and over. I threw my head back and cried out, "Oh God YES!! Fuck me, oh fuck ME! YES!" His fucking became primal, he held me hips so firmly it almost hurt, but that only heightened my excitement and again a was cumming all over his dick.
As I threw back my head to scream out again, he grabbed my hair and pulled which gave him just enough leverage to go so deep inside me it intensified and prolonged my orgasm. He began to let out soft, almost animalistic grunts, barely audible over my moaning, squealing and screaming. He let go of my hair and grabbed my hips again and pumped into me so fiercely I thought he was literally going to fuck my brains out when finally he climaxed and his hot cum filled me up and spilled out of me.
We cleaned up and laid next to each other, feeling our bare skin touch which leads me to this moment, right now. My husband is sound asleep again while I sit here recalling one of the best fucks I have had in a long time. All this happened just a few hours ago. I will now go to sleep a satisfied woman knowing I satisfied my man and I did a damn good job of it.
Thanks for reading.