Better than the movies...............

All marriages, it seems, have ups and downs – times when you are totally in love and times when you wondered why on earth you got married. Ours is no different. The hard times are when you’re both on the downside -- those you just have to muscle through.

Recently, however, we’ve been both on the upswing of our relationship. We’ve been both falling in love again and have, because of this, been very gentle and loving with each other.

One cold night, we were snuggling in the big chair under a blanket, watching a movie. We were both dressed in our cozy pajamas snuggled together, enjoying the feeling of being close.

The movie was R rated for nudity and sexual content, which worked well for us.

As we watched the characters in the movie getting naked and getting naughty, we pulled each other a little closer together. I put my head on your chest and nuzzled you, enjoying feeling your arm tighten around me.

With your other hand, you reached across me and lightly stroked my arm, which had wrapped itself around your waist. “Mmmmm” I murmured from deep in my throat, encouraging you to continue.

I slipped my legs onto your lap and your hand dropped down from my arm to my leg. I was so cozy under that blanket. And, with kids supposedly asleep in the other room, it was kind of private too.

Your hand slid up my babydoll shorts and gave me ass a little squeeze, as my hand stroked your chest and played with your nipples.

You pulled your hand out, moistened your finger in your mouth, then slid it back under my shorts, gently touching my outer lips and sliding your finger over them. I wiggled my butt a little to let you know I liked it and you slide your finger in, in response. You pulled out your now very wet finger, and began to masturbate me.

OMG that felt so incredibly good. I moved my hips in a circular fashion, squeezing your fingers when they went inside and pressing myself against you. My breathing started to come faster and I could feel the heat building and pulsating.

When you felt me getting close, you increased your speed and intensity, making me squirm uncontrollably. I contracted my stomach muscles and tightened around you when the first wave hit. I moved slowly against your fingers until my body finally relaxed.

You pulled your finger out, licked it and said, “mmmmmm” as you gave me a little grin.

I slid down onto the floor in front of the chair, disappearing under the blanket.

I pulled at your shorts until I got them below your waist, gently stroking you, then taking you into my mouth. I could feel you relax as my mouth moved up and down your shaft.

And when I looked at your feet for a second, I saw your toes beginning to curl and I knew you were starting to feel good.

After a few minutes, as my saliva started to drip down my hand, making it slide more easily with each taste, we both heard small footsteps down the hall.

“Where’s mom?”

I froze. So did you.

“Uh, she went to bed. And so should you.”

“Okay. Good night.”

I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing.

Once the little monster was safely back in bed and we were done giggling, we decided to move our tryst to someplace a little more private.

We crept past the closed door and into our bedroom, locking the door behind us.

As soon as the door was safely locked, we were all over each other. Deep, long kisses with hands wandering. I broke away and took a step back, then made a production of crossing my arms, grabbing the bottom of my shirt and slowly lifting it over my head, giving you a tantalizing view of my outstretched bare breasts.

You took a step forward and I took a step back, giving you a teasing smile.

“So, uh, did you want something in particular? I’m kinda tired and thought I’d crawl into bed.” I said with a smile.

“Oh, I want something all right. I want to lick and tease those big beautiful breasts of yours until I get my fill, then I want to slide my fingers down to your pretty little pussy and work my magic until you cum again hard with my fingers inside of you.”

God I love to hear you talk dirty to me! It gets me wet every time. “Well, when you put it THAT way…..”

I flopped onto my back on the bed and you practically flew from where you stood, landing on your side next to me. I felt your lips on my nips almost instantly. I love the way you run your tongue around my nipple, causing it to pucker and ache. You cupped them gently, one at a time, using your tongue and your lips and, oh so gently, your teeth. I arched up with pleasure and you wrapped one arm around my back to pull me closer, like you couldn’t bear any distance between us.

I know that that moment that I certainly couldn’t.

Your timing, as always, is impeccable. You slide you hand down my belly, under my shorts, to my pulsing clit. As you worked your magic, my breath came in short pants, faster and faster, my pussy getting wetter and wetter as you spread my juices around.

Periodically, you slid your finger inside, all while maintaining a loving lip-lock on my breast. That time, I came hard, bucking and tensing and calling your name.

When the waves finally passed, I looked into your smiling face and said, “Roll over. I have to be on top of you.”

Being the agreeable bloke that you are, you obliged.

I slid off your shorts and took a few moments to continue what I’d started earlier, sucking and stroking you until you were unbelievably hard.

Then I straddled you and slid myself up and down your shaft a few times to make you extra slippery before I invited you home.

I know you love it when I’m on top of you, which works well, since I love it too.

I slid forward over your cock, then changed my angle on the way back and took you deep inside of me. I love to watch your head go back and your eyes close when you first enter me. The connection is so strong. I squeeze you in gratitude for that glorious sight.

I began to slowly rock on top of you, leaning back, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of joining with you in such an intimate way.

As always when I’m on top, I reached down to masturbate while I rocked on top of you and used in wicked ways. I know how you love a show, so I easily dropped my guard and invited you to share in my pleasure.

I rocked and rubbed and squeezed you from inside, while you whispered encouragements. “Fuck me. God I love it when you ride me. You look so beautiful.”

The sound of your voice sent me over the edge and the feel of your hands on my ass and my breasts were icing on the cake. I bucked and squeezed and threw back my head -- back arched, breasts poking out.

When the wave passed, I collapsed on your for a moment, reveling in the feel of your arms around me and your cock inside of me.

Knowing you still had not had your release, I sat up and began to move again. You stopped me after a few minutes and said you wanted to come in from behind.

I slid off and relaxed on the bed, shoulders dropped onto the comforter and ass poked invitingly in the air.

You wasted no time before sliding in. From this position, I get to look over my left shoulder and see the ecstasy on your face and the flush up your chest as your start to thrust into me. I use my right hand to masturbate, which I talk to you about while you’re balls deep inside of me.

“You feel so good inside of me. Your cock is so hard; it fills me completely. There’s nothing better than masturbating with you inside of me. Cum to me.” All this I loudly whisper in a husky voice, in between sharp breaths. I do love to feel you thrusting inside of me, especially when I’m really wet after several orgasms.

I could see you getting ready to cum. When you hit your peak, I feel your release through my whole body. You grabbed my hips and pulled me close.

When you were done, I slid onto my stomach with you still on top of me and inside of me. I like you to pull out slowly and stay touching me for a few minutes, to keep the connection a little longer.

You kissed the back of my neck and murmured some sweet nothings in my ear………..







“Good movie, eh?”





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You giving ME a show

You have I have been together for a long time. We’ve laughed, loved and shared many things.

Sexually-speaking, you and I are dynamic and fun and we love to give each other pleasure. There is one thing though ………… I have never seen you masturbate.

Well, technically I have, since you’ve slid your cock between my breasts before, but that’s not quite the same thing.

Knowing how much you like sex with me, and what an incredible horndog you are, I just assumed that you were doing it when I wasn’t around. I thought perhaps you were a little shy. So one day I asked you about it. I asked when the last time was that you’d masturbated.

You told me that you never did.

Never? As in…..never?

I found this naturally hard to believe. Considering how much trouble I had keeping MY hands off of you, I imagined that you felt the same way.

You said you didn’t really get into that and you didn’t think anyone would want to see that anyway.

Well, gee, you sure seem to enjoy watching ME. In your opinion, that was different. Your flattering argument was, how could anyone not enjoy watching me masturbate? “That’s all well and good, but I would still love to see YOU do it.”

The logic of this seemed to be lost on you and you wanted to drop the subject, but I can be rather persistent about some things.

“Please? Please, please?” (It’s hard to get around my logical arguments.)

After awhile, you couldn’t say no to me anymore, so you relented, albeit reluctantly.

“So what do you want me to do?” you asked, obviously feeling extremely self-conscious.

I suggested you remove all of your clothes and lay down on the bed. You did, but you didn’t seem to be enjoying it very much, which was odd since you usually really enjoy being naked.

I knew I wasn’t going to get much of a show as long as you had that sort of attitude, so I offered to help.

I stripped off all of my clothes as well and lay on my side next to you, propped up on one arm. At my gentle urging, you took your cock in your hand and half-heartedly began to stroke it.

This was clearly not going to work.

I am not one to admit defeat easily, so I reached over you (depositing my breast in your mouth), and grabbed the slippery stuff from the bedside table. Slippery stuff is better than KY because it’s already liquidy and is gooey like a snail trail. Delightful stuff. I also know that you really really like the feel of it, at least you do when I’m th one using it on you.

I covered your cock and hand with it and resumed my position.

“I will never be able to do this if you’re staring at me,” you said, slightly exasperated.

I’m nothing if not creative, so I kissed you thoroughly (which helped), dragged my hand up your cock to make my hand slippery, and hopped to my feet.

I stepped over you and straddled your head. Of course you looked up to see my pussy above you. I began to masturbate as you watched and I encouraged you to stroke yourself.

I told you how sexy you were and how much I loved to make love with you.

The more I talked, the more your hand started to move. I could see you getting harder and your eyes trying to pull me closer.

I could feel myself getting wetter by the minute, just watching your body start to become aroused. I was moving my hips, occasionally squatting down to give you a better view as I touched myself.

After a bit, I dropped to my knees above your face, to which you responded by reaching up with your other hand and sticking your finger inside me.

As much as I absolutely loved this attention, that wasn’t the point of this exercise, so I swatted your hand away and told you playfully that you were a naughty boy and to concentrate on what you were doing.

I continued to masturbate as I watched you. I watched you get harder and your body start to tense. I could see the red flush spread across your chest and up your neck.

You looked scrumptious.

I told you how incredibly sexy you looked right that moment and seeing you do that turned me on immensely. This embarrassed you somewhat, but pleased you more.

“When I see you like that, all I can think about is having you inside me.” I gave you more details about how I’d love to have you tie me up again, masturbate me, slip toys inside of me and tease me until I scream and how watching you masturbate made me really really hot.

I arched my back and told you I was going to cum. Being true to my word…. I did.

“Cum for ME, Babe.” I cooed to you. “I want to see you cum. You are so sexy.”

To help you along, I slid over and lay beside you, bent down and put my breast in your mouth, which you sucked on greedily.

I reached down with my hand and ran my finger up and down from the base of your cock to your balls. “Cum for me!”

That did it. Your stomach contracted and your head started to come forward when the head of your cock exploded.

I may be exaggerating here a little, but not by much. It was a beautiful sight. You continued stroking yourself a few more times, while I covered you with kisses.

“That was incredibly sexy,” I tell you, in between kisses. I was practically giddy.

I let you catch your breath for a few moments then I got up to get you a warm washcloth. You tried to do it yourself, but I insisted you relax and let me give to you.

“Thank you.” I said tenderly. “That was totally hot.”

I could tell that you were self-conscious, but again, quite pleased.

“It’s weird,” you said a little later, “but for some reason, even though that was a great orgasm, when I run it through in my head, all I can think about is being inside of you.”

“Really? Okay.”

I rolled on top of you and slid your cock inside me, which had been getting hard again as we talked.

“Your reward,” I told you, “for giving me such an outstanding show.”

We made love again slowly and tenderly, then drifted off to sleep, closer than ever.

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Lunch time naughties

One day, a day that started like any other, I found myself alone in the house with nothing to do. The dishes were done, the laundry folded and all my emails were answered. What to do, what to do? That’s when I started to think how nice it would be to go have a few private moments.

Sometimes, I give myself quickies, but this time, I thought I’d do it right. I slipped out of my clothes, lay down on the bed and pulled out my vibrator and my lubricant and started to slowly use the vibrator on my clit. As I did, I allowed my mind to wander back to one of my favorite times when we were together. I was thinking about riding on top of you with my head thrown back and my breasts poking out. It was very hot. It was a slow, comfortable screw.

I wasn’t in any hurry, so I let the images build slowly in my head and the sensations to build slowly in my loins.

Today, of all days, you decided to come home for lunch. I didn’t hear you come in. You pushed open the bedroom door quietly, thinking that perhaps I’d taken a nap. You weren’t prepared for what you were seeing……but you got used to the idea very quickly.

You came in quietly and took off your jacket, but you cleared your throat once or twice to let me know you were there, so I wouldn’t be alarmed.

I wasn’t.

I opened my eyes for a moment, saw you, and smiled, continuing with what I was doing.

You went down on your knees at the edge of the bed, put your chin in your hands and just watched for a few minutes as I tensed and relaxed, my body getting clammy and tight, vibrator moving around my clit, then slipping inside my open lips.

You put out your finger tentatively, unsure if you were welcome to help. You’re always welcome to help. You took the vibrator from me and started working your magic.

Within a few minutes, I was totally ready to cum. Just before I did, you decided to join me. You were out of your pants so fast, I was surprised you hadn’t sprained something.

And then you were in so fast, that it took my breath away. I was delighted for the company and I told you so. We both came very quickly.

I opened my eyes and smiled into yours, glad to have you home.

Sunshine

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