1. A Morning


    Date: 6/2/2015, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: rebus, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    Slowly, my brain cleared the fog of deep sleep. As it did, I became aware of my aching erection which was nestled between my wife's buttocks. My immediate thought was to start gently thrusting but this was overtaken by the mental pleasure of relaxing in the calmness of the quiet before usual whirlwind of a new day took precedence. As I luxuriated in the peacefulness, I felt the fullness of my wife's breast in my hand, noticing the softness of her nipple. This was at odds with the hardness that I'd delighted in during our energetic coupling of the previous evening. We'd explored each other's body with gusto - kissing, sucking, nibbling, caressing and investigating as we stimulated each and every nerve ending. I've never been able to ejaculate more than once during sex but am fortunate that I can remain hard for as long as my partner wants or needs. Last night, I lost count of the number of times my wife climaxed and, eventually, I did so myself. Whilst our fucking was a mutual delight, it had had the usual effect - an erection so hard the neat morning it was, paradoxically, comfortable and uncomfortable. My musing was disturbed by the almost imperceptible rhythmical motion of my wife's buttocks and a noticeable hardening of her nipple. All else was cast aside in my brain as I responded to the clenching and loosening of those orbs. I had no idea whether or not she was awake and, at that moment, I gave it no thought. I simply wanted my cock to be inside her. Moving slightly away ...
    from her back, I reached down and angled my erection so that it could slip between the folds of her vagina, knowing from our long time together, that no additional lubrication would be needed. Sure enough, I was rewarded with that sensation of sliding into the heated interior which never failed to remind me of our first time together. I heard a mew of pleasure as my cock became fully embedded. That sound was repeated as I withdrew almost its full length and more forcefully thrust back inside. I adjusted our bodies so that she was on her front. I lifted her hips and, thus, we were in the classic 'doggy' position. I concentrated solely on my own pleasure - pounding in and out, letting myself be carried along by my selfish desire to relieve the tension in my groin. Within a couple of minutes, I realised that my wife was responding in kind. I felt her pushing back against my thrusts with an equal urgency. I saw her hands clenching into fists as she clawed at the sheets. I could see the concave bend of her back as she tried to get more of my shaft inside her. The mews had changed to grunts and groans of lust. A sheen of perspiration glistened on her spine. We had produced so much lubrication between us that I had to grip her hips in order that my prick didn't slide out of her. I felt and saw the convulsions of her climax - her internal muscles pulsed against my shaft. I wanted yet didn't want my own orgasm. At, for me, the critical moment, I did slip out of her. A noise somewhere ...
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