J has is a very observant and intense woman; it comes with the territory of being an artist. It is very difficult for her to slow down and focus on physical love if her mind is preoccupied with her art or a creative project. On the other hand, I am a consciously sexual person. My days are often spent being day dreaming about her sexual side and being acutely aware of my own sensual feelings. I am fully engaged on my experience of the sexual world a round me, something I am very pleased with at my age.
I have adopted a sensual philosophy about my daily life that includes sharing in the wonders of J’s sexual experience. In the absence of sharing my sexual life with her I felt deprived over these last few months. The dry spell was partly because of her preoccupation but also it because of my own distraction and issues in my own life. I might have been borderline depressed.
Recently, as my libido has been warming, up my sense of I perceived J warmed up too. My attitude towards her body becomes more reverent as my arousal and desire hardens. At the same time my perception of her sexuality stirs and inspires me. When my arousal is expanding the sight of her nude body in our bed can steal the breath from my chest.
When I am erotically stirred I love treating her to an indulgent, relaxing full body massage and impassioned love making. At this point in my sexual life and my adoration of her, giving her pleasure is tantamount to receiving it myself, maybe even more so. I love pampering her and catering to her desire; most of you who have read this blog already know this about me.
Last night was Friday night, the end of a long week that was punctuated several times by me laying in her arms in old fashioned missionary position fucking. There are times when she finds it very satisfying to feel my weight on her body with my cock penetrating her, and my pubic bone and groin pressing down and grinding on her aroused pussy mouth.
Over dinner on Friday night we agreed that the news – pundit programs would not be turned on after dinner. D was at K’s apartment for dinner and the evening; for the overnight so we were home alone. I enjoy the freedom of walking around naked, particularly when I am aroused. The exhibitionist in me really enjoys strutting my erect cock for J. She still gets turned on by my generous proportion when I am erect.
As I entered the bedroom she was laying on her stomach waiting for me. My eyes swept over her back and her tush. I could’ve closed my eyes and seen her curves equally in my memory to the view I was drinking in at that moment. I know the landscape of her anatomy and the secret crevices and intimate places of her femininity well. I imagined rubbing her legs, teasing her vaginal lips and massaging her clit until waves of sultry hot pleasure consumed her and made her writhe in anguished joy. I thought of so many years of stroking her lush pussy and thrusting my cock deep into her gaping hole until I would hurl hot ropes of cum deep into the pit of her vagina, or on her belly as she watched fascinated in the waning moments of her own orgasm.
She looked up at me as I entered the room. She squirmed a little and ground her vulva down against the mattress in anticipation of feeling the warmth of my balls resting on the skin on the small of her back. The erotic heat was starting to build between her thighs. I put my hand on the headboard. I was feeling so astonishingly aroused that the sight of her body on the white sheets and the thought of her soft skin under my firm hands made the sap begin to dribble from the slit in my cock. The clear emanation of my lust hung desperately in a long thin string from the tip of my cock.
I lowered my voice slightly as I looked down at her; she looked up at me. “I love you J” I said. It is such a simple thing and I say it all the time, but saying it to her as we are both naked and the arousal was building in both of us gave those simple words a particularly intimate tone at that moment. She looked me in the eye and then let her eye wander down to my stone hard throbbing penis. I was keenly aware of the sweet erotic tension that was between us at that moment, it made my heart race as it always does.
J loves the feeling of my large strong hands on her skin. I don’t think of her as a delicate woman except at times like that. My arousal sometimes causes me to be overly expressive and squeeze her tender flesh a little too hard. When I am as turned on as I was I have to consciously be gentle on her, particularly her pussy and breasts.
Our mutual nakedness and the comfort with which we share the experience of unashamedly caressing each others aroused bodies after the long period of semi abstinence made that slow sensuous moment particularly sweet. My fulfilled desire also emboldened me. It may be hard to believe that after 38 years of bedding this lovely woman, the act of standing erect and naked before her and sharing the sight of my hardened desire with her can still stir my soul and make my cum boil for her, but it does.
The sensation of being completely and unashamedly nude before me when she is aroused amplifies her desire for me. She was both relaxed and aroused. It is such an incredible feeling of physical need and adoration that her vagina began to weep its joy.
I poured a small amount of oil onto her back and slid my hands from her shoulders to her waist. I moved them out slightly round to her sides and slid my hands back up along her hips to her shoulders again. Using slow, sensual strokes I repeated these strokes. My strokes kept going lower and lower down her back to slide down into the cleft between her ass cheeks just above her anus. I love to tease her anus and make her flex her cheeks as I tickle the sensitive flesh around her anus. She is not a fan of anal sex but she has grown to love the relaxing and arousing sensation of external anal massage. She raised her ass to feel my finger dance tantalizingly close to her puckered opening, almost begging for the attention.
Each time I ran my hands back up towards her shoulders I slid them along her sides and pressed the sides of her breasts and the warm skin beneath her armpits. She spread her arms apart from her body to give me better access to this hot spot. The sensation of my warm hands on this sensitive flesh evoked a deep sigh. I told her to relax and enjoy the sensations of my fingers probing her sensually soft skin. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply as she surrendered to the warm pleasure that was now lapping against her body like waves of warm water on a sandy white tropical beach.
As her desire grew from a smoldering ember to a full fledged inferno she rolled over to present her hardened nipples, tingling breasts and vagina engorged with the blood of her erotic need. I glanced down at her downy vulva; the dew of her arousal was glistening on the lips of her swollen cleft and was collecting as clear drops of passion on the soft hairs surrounding the opening to her passion.
I began to stroke her chest, avoiding her breasts but tenderly squeezing the base of her glands. Then after seemingly interminable teasing I began to massage her breasts more firmly and fully but I avoided touching her nipples. They were both hardened and crinkled like two pencil erasers set in a little saucer of dark pink skin.
My touch felt so good that she began to lift herself slightly from the bed so my hands could reach all the way around her breasts; she began to shift her body from side to side to get me to stroke and massage her aching nipples. Finally I caressed her breasts firmly and gently squeezed them as I ran my palms from her rib cage along the sides of her tits to the tips of her breasts where her nipples were stiffly waiting in anticipation. I kneaded her tingling glands from her chest to her areolas in a milking like motion, lightly teasing her nipples with a feather like touch. Her nubs hardened, darkened and erected even more in response to the sensual touch of my fingertips.
The sensation of my fingertips suddenly making contact with and delicately stroking her nipples made her twitch and inhale with a gasp. I reached down to my cock, capturing the glistening juice that was drooling from my slit on my fingertips. I spread the warm sweet nectar from my cock and spread it on her nipples. She gasped audibly as the warm slick essence luxuriously coated her aching teats. I lowered my lips to one of her anguished nipples, surrounded it with my warm tender lips and sucked it into the wet heat of my mouth, licking my sweet precum onto my tongue in the process.
As I wrapped my tongue around her erected nipple, I stroked it’s underside and suckled her areola firmly into my mouth and tugged at it ever so gently. Her nipple was a erotic paradox, while her nub was hard and rubbery on my tongue the skin around it was soft and velvety. Suckling her nipple was both deeply satisfying but incredibly arousing.
She shuddered and moaned in response to the warm desire that was spreading from her nipple.. I suckled on her with all the love and care that was in me. As she lay there in a state of relaxation mixed with desire, she languidly brought her hand to the back of my head to hold me to her breast. As I sucked her passion to the hardened tip of her tit, she responded by stroking my head and holding my mouth firmly to her throbbing nub. The heat of her arousal inflamed her nipple and made her breast respond by wrapping itself in a cloak of goose bumps and sparkling electrified tingles.
With my hand supporting her armpit as I suckled her breast I could feel her pulse racing and her breathing quickening. She was uttering my name quietly into my ear and kissing the top of my head, urging me to love her and telling me I made her feel so good. I relentlessly and languidly continued to suck the passion from her aching nipple as her passion made her breathe erratically and suck in her stomach.
I was slowly submerging her in a hazy pool of her own passion. Place and time were having less and less meaning. All that mattered was the glowing heat of desire that had taken root in her cunt and was now burning a hole in her soul. All pretense, propriety and modesty had melted away; she was laying naked and aroused before a man that she loved deeply and for whom she would do anything; there she was gladly naked in our bed, giving herself to me and begging me to push her farther into the mysteriously warm and sensual place in her brain that would eventually give her the rapturous relief of orgasm.
I started to massage her thighs alternately. I worked my way up slowly towards her drooling vagina until she could feel my fingers starting to tease the skin around her opening. Her hands found mine and pushed them to her sopping pussy to let me know that she was aching for my touch. She squeezed my hand as I cupped her vulva to let me know that she wanted more than teasing, she needed firm pressure and more intense stimulation. She then began to rock her pelvis, thrusting and humping my hand, spreading her pussy juice all over my palm in the process.
I gently pushed her legs apart. Using long firm movements I stroked from the lips at the base of her vaginal opening all around her swollen opening to the top of her vagina just under her clit and back in the opposite direction. Each time I stroked her I let my thumb push just under her clit teasing her further. After several strokes like this I gently eased my finger inside the mouth of her gaping vagina, lightly at first and then more deeply. With my fingers dipping into her femininity, I put the other hand under her between her legs and used my other thumb to tease and caress her asshole and steady her pelvis for my digital assault of her pussy. I had her most intimate place in the firm grip of my strong hands and she knew that I would not release her until I coaxed sweet rapture from her with my insistent and firm strokes. She was literally helpless.
I steadied her pelvis and slid 2 fingers inside the opening of her vagina, moving them gently in and out firmly. As I withdrew them I stroked the roof of her vaginal opening as I pulled out. As I increased the pressure and speed of my insertion and withdrawal, the pussy honey began to ooze from her hole and pool underneath her ass cheeks. She was getting more and more turned on and she gasped and grunted as the fire in her vagina was growing. I wondered how much more she could take as she began to thrust her pelvis erratically and moan and mumble profanities, intermingled with sweet affectionate comments. She was almost incoherent. Intermittently she would open her eyes and grimace at me in a mix of adoration and dazed confusion as her arousal brought to the precipice of coherent thought. The desperation of her arousal was total. She was twisting and groaning, looking at me in desperate anguish as she humped my fingers and cursed her adoration for me.
I bent over and again engulfed her nipple in my mouth, sucking her nipple, her areola and the skin around her nipple into my oral heat. I tugged on her nipple and assaulted her clit simultaneously. Her pearl was coated with her own liquid passion; it was rigid and exposed searching for the relief of orgasm. My thumb found it as my two fingers firmly stroked the swollen spot just inside her pussy hole.
The combination of my mouth on her aching nipple, my fingers working the orgasmic swelling in her cunt and her clit was more than she could stand. She was tantalizingly close to orgasm lost in that moment between orgasmic tension and relief. My very touch was sending waves of pleasure through her body. They crashed into her brain like a tsunami and sent tingling waves down her spine to collect in her cunt and swell it with lust. She was at the edge. She no longer had any sense of reality as the pressure of her building orgasm swelled deep inside her pussy and threatened to explode it in a blissful eruption of divine pleasure. She was vocalizing her desperate need for orgasm to me and anyone else to hear.
She began to moan as I started using my whole hand to massage the entire opening of her pussy with intermittent strokes of her clit. Her vagina was wide open, begging for pleasure and her legs are parted wide. Her stomach was sucked in and her pelvis was thrust up for me. I removed my lips from her tit and lowered my hot mouth to the seething juicy hole in her cleft. I tenderly parted her lips and tongued the sweet tangy gateway to her femininity. I savored her tart sweetness and gently pulled back the hood that shielded the top of her clit. Retracting the silken hood and wrapping my lips around the trembling center of her desire, I suckled her pearl into my mouth and held it with my tongue; seductively I tugged at it tenderly as I sucked it rhythmically, stroking her glans with my tongue.
Her reaction was as if she was struck by lightning. Her body stiffened and her legs began to shake and tremble. She grasped my head with both her hands and pressed my face into her quaking vaginal opening; she began to lurch and thrust her pelvis in my face in as she shook and screamed in blissful agony.
She was groaning with pleasure and jerking wildly as the hard spike of her orgasm drilled into the desperate and tender flesh of her pussy. I stayed attached to her clit stroking it with my tongue as she bucked wildly and struggled to cope with the rapture that she was drowning in. As each wave of ecstasy swamped her, she struggled to cope with the profoundly intense sensation that was gripping her puissy just as another one would wash into her. She gasped in sheer pleasure as each spasm wrapped her in chilling bliss.
I felt her clit retracting as her orgasm squeezed her pussy and wrung the exquisitely deep orgasm from it. As the delightful relief filled her pussy, the liquid of her passion was dribbling from her twitching opening.
The orgasm played her vagina out and wrung every bit of pleasure from it that it could; the pleasure began to ebb, just like a tide going back out to sea. It left her slowly, twitching and spasming on the bed in a warm puddle of her own lust. J in orgasmic spasm, sweating and twitching as she peaked and came down from orgasm is one of the most erotic sights I have ever had. It was a very tender and moving moment for me. I kissed her dripping pussy tenderly as her orgasmic agony transitioned to post orgasmic relaxation.
She lay before me wasted and totally relaxed looking up at me with dazed adoration.
The scene I had just witnessed and participated in delivered me to a place of extreme need. My balls were on fire and my cock was hardened in its own need. I had made the transition from observer to participant., I needed her, I needed to penetrate her and be inside of her to savor the reassuring and satisfying relief that only her pussy could grant me as she held me and milked the cream of my lust from me.
After a few more minutes I stood up, lifted her legs and parted them holding them up in the air. The mouth of her vagina was red and open wide. It was slick with her honey and my saliva. She opened her eye s and looked into mine and softly and apologetically said: “fuck me”. I moved between her thighs and held my penis down, pointing it towards my target. Nestling my cockhead in the soft flesh of her opening I savored the sexual warmth that the reddened mouth of her vagina was radiating. I leaned forward and pushed effortlessly into her. She moaned a low throaty groan as she felt my cock suddenly penetrate her. She shuddered as the swollen head of my penis parted the flesh of her canal and burrowed deep inside her. I pushed into her slowly until I was bottomed out at her cervix.
This was the third time we have fucked this week. I was not desperate to cum. I felt a deep connection to her as I probed her cunt with my hard penis. I took her face in my hands and held her gaze, looking deeply into her eyes; she responded by returning the gaze. I was grinding slowly against her pussy leaking my precum into her, adding to her own cum and lubricant as I looked deeply into her eyes. I was pulling out halfway and thrusting back into her, making wet squishing noises as I displaced the liquid that filled her pussy.
Kneeling between her legs I probed her cunt and ground against her for some time as I looked into her eyes to read what she was feeling. She was looking back at me; her eyes told of her adoration and the warm connection that she felt as she caressed my penis deep inside her most secret place. She held my cock in the firm grip of her pussy where she squeezed it and savored it tenderly. As I continued to probe her canal I watched her expression shift from adoration to the familiar look of orgasmic desperation.
The relaxed demeanor that her eyes expressed moments earlier was quickly turning into lustful desperation. Her slack brow was tightening into a grimace of confusion as she uttered to me;” oh my fucking god, you are making me feel so dirty. I am going to cum again….. oh god, oh god” . The oh god trailed off into a low throaty groan as the orgasm gripped her pussy and found my cock buried in its wet warmth.
The orgasm grabbed my cockhead and held onto it on it as she fell into another body wrenching building. She was orgasming on my penis and I was along for the ride. She clasped her legs around me to bring me further and further into her as she experienced that divine moment of transition from agony to pleasure. I began to move faster and harder as I felt my own crisis approaching. I thrust into her as deeply as I could.
She cried out with pleasure as she crested in a thunderous pleasure wave. She clamped her pussy hard and I couldn’t help crying out her name as my own pleasure exploded. I hurled a thick rope of my hot cum into the depth of her vagina. The splash of the thick expression of my lust for her came in several hard spurts that made me quake and tremble as I hurled my cum in her.
She lay underneath me shuddering in her second tsunami. It washed all sensation from her other that the ecstasy deep in her cunt. When it was done she was laying in the waste of exquisite sensation and total bliss.
I smiled down at her, and repeated my affirmation of earlier. A simple “I love you” .
She smiled back “I know”.
I leaned over and kissed her tenderly.
The dry spell is over.
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