To most people we are the normal – reserved couple next door. Our normal regimen is to have some kind of sex at least twice per week. If we are on vacation, well the sky’s the limit. When you get to our point in life pregnancy never seems to come up in post coital banter. I got fixed 20 years ago and she went thru menopause in her 40’s. Fortunately she never lost her sex drive. Its open season with no cares.
The key to orgasmic ecstasy for her now is relaxation. My hardest job is to get her to clear her head and relax so that she can let the waves of bliss wash into her vagina and fill her with heart racing – pussy contracting delight. Sometimes a glass of wine on a Friday night will do it, sometimes a foot massage and sometimes just a warm sweet kiss. The mystery of a woman is her unpredictable nature.
There have been occasions when I walked into the house after work to sneak up behind her and cup her breasts in my hands, tweak her nipples sharply, and kiss the nape of her neck adoringly. That kiss, and the mammary caress done just right will sometimes send a chills down her spine and up through her pussy lips to jangle on her clit, causing it to vibrate and tingle. If she is in the right state of mind and if she has had a good day, that simple expression of my love for her will be sufficient to get her to take my hand and lead me upstairs to be fucked. What follows that typically might include any number of things but it usually is guaranteed to include a lot of fondling of each others genitals, oral sex (definitely my favorite on her), fucking, wet intense orgasms and maybe even a joint shower. I love joint showers.
Summer time is definitely my favorite time for sex though. She will come to bed naked and sleep that way. I love sleeping naked together. Tenyn hates her beloved English Flannel nightgowns. They come out is September and stay until April. But the summertime warmth of a July evening frees her to sleep in her sweet nakedness . . . it inspires her to shed her night clothes and settle against me with her soft sweet skin against my own inflamed flesh. I will sometimes tickle her and raise goose bumps and chills; she will shudder in mysterious shudders as ripples of bliss wash across her quivering flesh.
The summer warmth also has an impact on her libido. The heat relaxes her and stirs her erotic soul. If she is horny enough she will even surprise herself how sexually open and unashamed she will behave.
Last summer I remember an evening when she came straight from the hot shower to bed, while I was downstairs reading. She was so warmed from the hot shower that she didn’t even want a sheet on her hot skin. When I came upstairs, I found her lying on the bed naked; she had been up here for 30 minutes or so after her shower. She has very pale skin, but that evening it was pink, flushed with heat from the shower. But as I looked at her I noticed that her chest was all red and blotchy between her breasts extending up to underneath her neck. I thought to myself, hmmm could that be a post orgasmic flush? Has she been up here for a while masturbating? Could be I said to myself.
She was leafing through a magazine aimlessly. Her legs were together extended straight out. My penis twitched as I noticed her. Far be it from me to pass up a chance like this so I went to the bed and planted a warm soft kiss on her sweet vaginal lips. She sighed. I ran my tongue up her vagina starting from the base of her lips right up to the taught covering that shielded her clit. Her tummy convulsed.
I went into the shower to get washed up, knowing full well that love making was in the offing.
When I got out of the shower I dried off and went into the bedroom naked. My penis was semi erect and starting to drip in anticipation. The summer sun was setting and the blinds in our bedroom were letting the golden light of late summer afternoon. The light grey walls in our room reflected the golden glow that pierced the blinds back onto her glorious body, as she laid there nude on our bed. The light gave her a sexy aura. She was in a position that could only be described as vulgar elegance.
She had drawn her knees up slightly with her feet flat on the bed and had parted her legs in a vee displaying her feminine charms in their aroused state. She was clearly flaunting her reddened sex for my visual enjoyment.. Her vulva was puffy and her lips were thickened and distended. Her vaginal opening was inflamed and dewy with her nectar, clearly from digital stimulation. From all appearances she had masturbated to at least one orgasm leaving her vagina yawning in a state of relaxed arousal. I guessed that she had left herself unsatisfied so that we could finish the job together. I know her so well.
She was still reading her magazine listlessly but she was also playing with her pubic hair twirling it around the index finger of her right hand.
I sat next to her on the bed and laid my hand on her abdomen just above her pubic bone. I ran my hand over her vulva being careful to avoid her vagina. I love her pubic hair. It is not too thick and it is soft and downy. I held her hand and brought it up to my lips and kissed it. I then turned it over, palm side up and kissed the palm. Her palm was scented with the distinct aroma of her vaginal secretions. I took her middle finger and sucked it into my mouth. It tasted of her pussy. She was clearly turned on that I knew what she had been doing.
Wordlessly she turned her hand over and grasped my hand and brought it down to her vagina. In a quiet breathless whisper she then uttered to me: “please finish me”. I bent over and kissed her mouth and said “I love you I will gladly finish you”.
She turned her face away from me as my hand covered her pubis and followed her vaginal crease. Parting her lips I found her love hole. I snaked my middle finger into her vagina and bent it upwards to seek the roughed patch of her g spot. I found it and began to encircle it firmly, avoiding direct pressure on it as I teased it to arousal. I made tight little circles at the end of it stroking the surface lightly every so often. I felt it crinkle and swell under my finger.
Her vagina dilated even more and she opened her legs wide, partly to give me better access to stimulate her and partly to show how vulgar she was feeling. She began to narrate elaborate fantasies to me in brief gasped sentences. She told me how I was making her do filthy things while men were watching her. She described the sensations that she was feeling as some strange man was fucking and doing all kinds of things to her that she didn’t want to do but she couldn’t stop because they felt so good. She described the two men who were sucking her, one on her pussy and the other tonguing her asshole. She tried to get the guy to get his tongue out of her asshole but it was so hot and dirty that it caused her pussy to ache, she told him to do it more.
As the urgency of her arousal grew, she turned her face to me, opened her eyes and mumbled guttural expressions of erotic desperation.. Only when she is stimulated to the point of imminent release will she abandon all of her modesty and express the most vulgar things she can think of, elevating her passion in the process.
Her eyes tell me so much when she is in this state. She was looking up into my eyes; we locked our gazes. My eyes told her I knew that she was on the brink of ecstasy. Her eyes expressed the divine agony that was gripping her pussy and squeezing it. They told me of the smoldering fire that was consuming her clit. Her desperate gaze was speaking volumes in silence. Her semi scowl was clearly telling me that the divine sensation was spreading through out the depth of her vagina, making it sweat her erotic nectar. She was urging me to do whatever I wanted to do force her cum hard. The desperation in her eyes was urging me to make her cum quickly as well, her quivering sex was longing for the sweet relief of orgasmic release.
Her eyes were displaying the desperation and the erotic tension that was burning her cunt. But every so often the desperation in her face melted away to reveal her adoration for me. The orgasm was softly creeping into her vagina. Urged there and shown where to go by my fingers. It was attracted to my fingers which were working her soaking vagina vigorously. It crept onto her swollen g spot, where I kneaded and massaged her. I was stroking the top of her G spot firmly. The orgasm lodged there deep in her g spot. As it took root she moaned plaintiffly. She was shuddering as I pressed gently upward and massaged it.
Very subtly she was thrusting her pelvis up to match my strokes. I slid a second finger into her and forced the mouth of her vagina to open a little to accommodate me. She was clenching onto my fingers with the mouth of her vagina and pulling on them hoping that would grant her the divine joy she sought.
I could sense the need in her. She needed relief from this agony. I was ready to give it to her.
I bent over, still keeping my fingers inside of her and placed my lips on top of her clitoral hood. I pointed my tongue and flicked her hardened fleshy bead with the tip of my tongue. She groaned. I wedged the firm tip of my tongue under the glans of her clit and I pushed against it gently. She began to utter : “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck” and pushed against my tongue with her arched pelvis.
I then did what I knew would push her over . . .I caressed the underside of her clit with my tongue and wrapped my lips around it and began to rhythmically suck it and release it as if it were a teat that I was nursing from. The gentle insistent tugging at her erected pearl caused her flower to cleave in pre orgasmic ecstasy. It opened in a yawning last minute gasp before it clamped down in convulsive joy. She grasped my head and pushed my face against her pussy as the orgasm drilled into her, she shuddered and writhed on the bed cursing and panting as the tingling waves washed into her vagina and crackled up her spine to escape her body from her nipples. She felt the aching relief grip her rosy nubs and squeeze them in synchrony to the spasms inside her vaginal canal. Her syrup dribbled out of her shuddering pussy hole, running between her ass cheeks and puddling on the bed.
She fought against the loss of control that was overwhelming her. She tried to maintain some decorum but she couldn’t help but surrender herself to the divine agony that was rising and falling deep inside her. The epicenter of this agonizing ecstasy was in the shuddering – convulsing folds of her pussy. As the orgasm gripped her it forced her to give in to it, to seek the sweet relief it offered her. But her orgasms are cruel, just as she thought the relief was complete the tension coiled up in her belly and vagina and she found her self clenching and thrusting to cope with the agonizing sensation that pushed her to the brink of sanity. As each spasm grabbed her pussy it extracted sweet nectar from her as she groaned and stiffened in response. It was as if she was trying to escape the embrace of an invisible man that was tormenting her pussy with joyous pain, a sweet ache that was pushing her consciousness to the limits of it ability to cope.
After a wild roller coaster ride of repeated orgasms she collapsed in post orgasmic exhaustion on the bed. I lifted my face from her sticky lips and removed my sodden fingers from her sex. They were coated with her cum. I lovingly sucked her thick tangy syrup from my fingers.
She lay in the bed sweaty and heaving. She looked so elegant and so spent. I parted her legs and gently kissed her nether lips again. My throbbing penis longed for the sweet comfort of her pussy. But there would be another night for that.
I climbed into bed. She crept up to me and kissed my cheek and said;” thank you”. I responded: “to the contrary my love ... thank you”.
Vulgar elegance . . . . . I now understood it as I lapped her thick cum from my fingers.
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