Erotic husband and wife fuck on the lounge chair

It had been a long week and I missed him so much. I hadn’t seen it for more than two weeks, this business trip where it was had been longer than the others. One more day before seeing him again and I couldn’t wait to put him naked. I was incredibly frustrated and wanted to have her in my bed, with her hands on me, her fingers inside of me. I missed his touch, the way he drags his fingers along my thigh in the morning to wake me up.

As I walked through the door of our house, I put my keys and my purse on the hall table. I took off my shoes and padded across the carpet covered hallway to the bedroom. After having dinner with friends before going home, I wanted to settle in my favorite chair. I had received an anonymous package in the mail a few days ago and inside was a hot and steamy erotic novel.

There was no message inside and I didn’t know who sent it to me, but I loved it very much. I had spent the last three nights falling asleep with a smile on my face. The husband-wife sex scenes had helped me come more than once and helped my sleep to sleep. I sent a thankful thank you in the universe to anyone who had sent the book. I was addicted and wanted to finish reading it tonight.

Changing from my restrictive work clothes to a tight pencil skirt and a crisp white blouse, I threw away a t-shirt, keeping my panties and digging up oversized socks to put on. On my way to the chair, I picked up the book, found the marked page, and read it. The characters came home from work themselves and couldn’t wait to be inside the apartment to make love.

The male figure had his lady against the wall and pushed hard against her. I imagined her head thrown back in ecstasy as they let out their mutual orgasms.

I felt the cushion sink next to me. I was so engrossed in the lust and passion of the sex scene that I had just read that I hadn’t heard that someone else was in our apartment with me . I felt the tip of four fingers go down my exposed thigh and down to my knee. By the time his fingers had reached the back of my knee, my eyes were closed and I breathed in an airy lung and I felt the familiar after shave from my lover.

Husband likes to hug his wifeAs he settled down next to me without saying a word, I opened my eyes and looked straight into his blues baby. He raised an eyebrow and nodded at my book so I could continue reading. I didn’t say a word and looked at it for a few more seconds and smiled shyly, but I pulled my eyes to the pages. I moved slightly on the chair which was large enough for the two of us. The scene in the elevator made me a little overheated and upset and I knew I was red and wet. Reading a rooster pushing hard in a pussy made me squirm in my seat, and I dreamed that a real rooster would be pushed repeatedly into me.

I wanted to feel the heat spread through my body as I neared my peak.

Stretching my bare legs over his, I felt the warmth of her skin seep into mine. his hairy legs reminded me of her masculinity and the familiar tickling on my legs. I tried to read the book but I lost my concentration several times and I had to re-read the same paragraph which was particularly hot and did not help me to concentrate.

husband slides his hand into the wife's white panties

As he placed the palm of his palm on the side of my knee and slowly smoothed my leg, I knew I would no longer be reading the book tonight. He was at my house, and I wahim nnt inside of me and soon. I turned to look into her soft blue eyes and saw lust shining on me. He wanted me too, he leaned over and hovered over my mouth for a second and then kissed me passionately. He searched my mouth, exploring and teasing my tongue, this first contact sent a straight shiver between my legs and made my pussy sing. This instant beat that I felt when his hot, wet tongue touched mine was a joy. As he hugged me harder and kissed me harder, I started to moan and moved on the chair. I needed to feel her touch, and I told her. He pressed a finger to my lips to silence me and told me with his eyes that he knew what I wanted.

We both watched his finger leave my mouth and go down to my belly between my thighs. Slipping my hand into his half-opened shirt, I ran a finger over his nipple, waking him up to a specific point. One more rub of her nipple accelerated his advance from his hand to my pussy, and he caressed the crease of my lips through my panties.

I bit my lip so I wouldn’t scream. I was already drenched in reading the lovers’ erotic story and its touch almost sent me overboard, but I restrained myself. Sliding my panties to the side, he traced his fingers over my bare lips. From top to bottom, he dragged his index finger, each swipe of his finger pushing further into my moisture. He avoided my clitoris first, teasing me slowly.

Extending my legs, I urged him and invited him to plunge his fingers into me, I wanted to feel the thrust of him even if I had to settle for two or three fingers sliding in and out me. Holding the collar of his shirt, I started to moan softly as he played with me without making me come. It was heavenly to feel his touch.

He removed his hand from my lips and sat down in front of my legs and looked at me. My heart was beating faster, I knew what that look meant. It was time for my panties to come off. The thrill of this feeling made my pussy throb several times. He was going to kiss me and I couldn’t wait. I watched him as he hooked his fingers to the side of my panties and slowly dragged them along my thighs, on my knees and up to my ankles and on the floor.

I was naked from waist to toe and I felt disgusted and exposed. Extending my thighs, I tilted my hips towards him as an invitation to come and taste. He wasted no time at all, placing her hands on the inside of my thighs, spreading me wider and lowered my head to my pussy lips and licked.

The flat of his tongue swept my outer lips once, and I uttered a cry of pleasure, that encouraged him more, his magic tongue pushing inside of me then up to ; to my clitoris. Turning around and around, he used the tip of his tongue to tease me at the peak. While I was feeling build, I cried the loss of his mouth over me, he removed his face between my thighs just when I was going to rock. Looking down, I saw that he was looking at me and our eyes locked. He challenged me to look away as his head went down. I watched her tongue come out of her mouth and dive into me. It put me on something terrible, I trembled at the start of my orgasm, my thigh muscles and my stomach tightened as I went higher and higher.

My moans and tears were more audible because he was working faster and applying more pressure to my clitoris. As I stumbled to the edge of my climax, he plunged his tongue into my channel and licked my juice which slid out of me. Once he had licked every wet drop that had escaped, he crawled behind me. He kissed me deeply and I could taste my flavor on his lips, it was intoxicating.

Horny wife gets pussy licked by handsome husband

Positioning himself behind me, he lowered his pants and wasted no time pushing his cock towards my entrance. Leaning my upper body back, I hooked my arm around his neck and kissed him again, and he threw himself against me. The feeling of being fulfilled by this position was almost too much. I have always been tight since my last orgasm, and he took one of my ass cheeks and lifted it slightly so he could relax completely. I could feel every inch of it along the walls of my pussy. He felt heavenly. As I looked at him and cradled his neck in my hand, he started exploring my breasts. Molding his hand towards them and massaging my already erect nipples. It wasn’t as painful as he was playing with them. I leaned forward so he could take me deeper, I was ready to come back and wanted to feel the push of his cock inside me. I had just read that two fictional characters enjoy the feeling of being fucked, and now I wanted it too.

Concentrated on feeling him slowly slide in and out of me, I looked back as he moved to lift on me. My God, it was deep that way, it perfectly touched my perfect spot and it was almost too much for me to face. He knew what he was doing, and I saw the mischievous smile on his lips and I couldn’t help but smile. He was going to kiss me hard and deeply. It was amazing to see his face get serious as he focused on kissing me, holding my hip in place as he continued his pushes. I felt myself rebuilding, a flash of heat spread over my body from my stomach. I felt like my whole body was blushing. Staying still, I felt the tip of his cock hit my heart again and again. I relaxed in my second orgasm, savoring the strangling beats on his cock while I was sending wave after wave of muscles. He still hadn’t come and I was determined to bring him in.

Husband and wife love sex on the couch

He withdrew from me and I felt the instant loss of contact, the fullness of his cock inside me and watched his floating cock rise up before my eyes. The shiny, damp tree of her genus from my juice was a few inches from me. I looked up into his eyes and licked my lips, I wanted to devour him. Holding the base of his tree, I did not take his mouth and I sucked hard, long and slowly. Wrapping my tongue around his tree and licking my juice from him. Pull back until it is almost out of my mouth and bring it back, while pumping its tree. Eyes closed, I absorbed the feeling of having it in my mouth, at my mercy. Mastering her pleasure was stimulating and I wanted to make it last as long as possible.

After pushing my mouth again along his tree, he pulled out of me and stood in front of me on the chair. My hand fell on my pussy, and I caressed myself while keeping my eyes struck on her face. He hadn’t come yet and I wanted him to have the same fun as I did. If I had to taunt him while having fun, I would.

It didn’t take more than thirty seconds before he lifted me from the chair, and he sat in my place with me on his knees opposite. He positioned his cock again at my entrance and let me down slowly, impaling myself on its hard length. I stretched my arms back as he approached to hold my breasts. Spreading my legs apart again, he rushed into me, the feeling that he was pushing everything in me, filling me up to the top was delightfully tight. I had been there twice and I didn’t think I wanted to come back. He had other ideas, he wanted me to come back. Who was I to discuss a third orgasm. I rebounded as it pushed upward, and I felt it get bigger as its pace accelerated.

Three more shots and he came, loud, knocking me over. I felt the heat of its seed explode in me, it made me even more humid. He slowed down his thrusts, and he slid in and out with ease, he was still semi-hard.

I looked into his eyes to see the satisfied smile of the man I adored.

“Hello my husband, I’m glad you got home early,” I said, smiling at him.

HAPPY ENDING