Diane had put Jen down for a morning nap. Passing her room, I stuck my head in the door just to look at her sleeping. She looked so adorable! Diane slipped up behind me, and slid her slim arms around my ample waist. She snuggled into my back and we just stood snuggled together, lost in the moment, as we watched our little one sleep. They grow so fast, moments like that are precious.
Diane stirred. I became aware of two points growing in heat and hardness pressing into my back. My penis stirred. About the same time, Diane's right hand drifted down toward my crotch. When she lightly bushed the bulge, the monster was fully wakened, and my penis jerked to erection inside my pants. Diane cooed, taking a firmer grip through the cloth.
"Oh, look who's finally awake! Rascal, I thought you were going to sleep all day. Wanna come out and play?"
Wanting more, I turned to face my wife. Diane is a petite girl. She barely tops five feet, but that small package contains all-woman dynamite. As I turned in her arms, she lost her grip on my penis, but her arms were still around my waist. I pushed her out to arm's length to look at her. She'd changed from her robe into a small white camisole that left a little of her midriff bare, and a pair of very hot white terry shorts with no panty lines. She was braless under the top, and the shorts showed her every delectable curve.
Even after bearing two children, she looked like a hot young coed. She'd brushed out her soft brown hair, which now fell in sensuous waves to her shoulders. Her brown eyes had a mischievous twinkle. Her beautiful face could only be described as elfin. Her full lips were slightly parted in a sensuous pout. She rarely wore makeup, and didn't need it. Those beautiful, pert breasts jutted out proudly, lifting the front of her top. There was absolutely no sag. Her small, pink, almost girlish nipples were hard points, clearly denting the soft material of her shirt. It was a heart-stopping, throat constricting vision of young female in her prime. In that soft white camisole and those cute terry shorts, she couldn't have been sexier if she'd been completely nude. I truly loved my wife, but in that moment, I fell even deeper in love with her. Some moments are magic. This was one of them.
"Ah, pooh, I was just going to let Rascal out to play. Now I've lost hold of him, and he's going to be gone until Sunday."
"Oh, he can still come out to play, but I think he likes this, a little better, just now." I said as I put my arms around her and placed my hands on those firm terry-clad cheeks.
I pulled/lifted her into me as she tilted her lips to mine for a kiss. Rascal was suddenly pressed against a very warm little mons. He liked that VERY much, and showed his pleasure by squirming around in my pants. He liked being close to his best friend, the pussy. From this position, a little bump and grind from two people, and he was saluting his warm terry-clad friend. As our lips pressed together in a soul-searing kiss, she rubbed her mons against Rascal. The contact caused a small moan to escape us both.
The kiss was electric. Our tongues probed and swabbed each others mouths. Diane's hand again reached down between us to my crotch. She stroked me through the material, and took a firmer grip. She broke our kiss, but continued to look dreamily into my eyes and squeezed my tumescence.
"Take me to bed. Rascal wants out to play, and his friend Pussy is hungry." I get super hot when she anthropomorphizes like that.
She took my hand and led me to our bedroom. From the almost languorous buildup in the hall outside Jen's room there was now an urgency to our movements. In seconds, it seemed, we were both completely nude. I usually like to savor the moment as I expose my wife's charms, but this time, I couldn't even remember how she got naked, let alone myself. I cupped those high, firm breasts, and squeezed gently. She moaned. The small, hard nipples burned my palms. I took one between my fingers. I squeezed and twisted. Her hips jerked forward. She groaned wantonly.
Her hands grasped me, and soon were busy stroking me to even fuller hardness. I couldn't remember ever being this hard. We kissed. We moved. We fell onto the bed together. I freed one hand to caress down her tummy. I tickled her navel. I kissed both nipples, teasing lightly. She gasped. My hand traced lower, to her prominent mons. My fingers rubbed lightly against her soft brown curls. She moaned and bucked her hips, almost urgently. My hand continued its journey of exploration. My finger found the top of her slit. I traced it. As my finger slipped downward into her pussy, she spread her legs completely, offering herself. She was soaking wet. Her clit was swollen and hard as my finger lightly caressed it. She moaned, bucked, and was consumed by an orgasm. Damn! She was hot! I couldn't remember when she'd ever been this hot. I barely touched her, and she came! I loved it.
"Oh, oh, oh!! Don't waste any more time! I need you! Put it in me now. Hurry! Pussy needs Rascal. NOW! OH, HURRY, PLEASE, O-O-O-O-H!"
She usually liked to be warmed up a lot more. Today, she seemed almost frantic in her heat and haste. Rascal was raging. She regained her grip on him, and started pulling me to her. My hand was still in her pussy. She was absolutely soaking! I'd never seen her this wet. Her urgency became contagious. I rolled on top, brought my hands up by her shoulders, and raised my hips. Her grip on Rascal was driving me insane with pleasure. She steered me to her opening. I felt the heat before I actually touched her. A drop of pre-cum leaked out of the end, and dripped directly onto her pussy. She shuddered in delight. She guided. I entered, slowly at first, her hips bucked. Once I was seated securely, she brought her hands up and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her eyes were wild with passion. I lost it. In one long, hard thrust, I was completely home. Oh God! She felt wonderful! She was so tight and hot and wet! I felt like I was in heaven, or at least a reasonable facsimile thereof.
Her hips rose to meet my first hard thrust. She grunted in pleasure as I touched her cervix.
"Oh, Rascal!! You feel so goo-ood in me!! You fill me up!! Now c'mon Rascal! Move!!! Pussy's hungry and only you can feed her." Her arms locked in a strangle hold around my neck as her hips bucked and thrashed. Rarely had I seen her this hot this fast.
It was contagious. My hips started to thrust in hard, sharp strokes. Her hips matched mine, thrust for thrust. Our timing was in perfect sync. We were like animals, rutting in total abandon. We squirmed. We bucked. Our thrusting made wet, slurping sounds. Thank God we live in the country; Diane's cries of ecstasy would have alarmed the neighbours otherwise. Too soon, I felt the crescendo building. I thrust and thrust. Diane bucked back. We approached our orgasm together.
Suddenly, Diane's hips lurched up, stayed locked up.
"OH FUCK! FU-U-UCK ME-E-E-! COME IN ME! OF! OH! OH! C'MON GIVE IT TO ME NOW-O-O-OW! FU-U-U-U-U-C-K M-E-E-E-E-E!"
Her pussy muscles spasmed around my throbbing member, milking it. She screamed. Like I said, I'm glad we live in the country. She shook through her entire body. Her hips thrashed and humped. I felt wetness spraying my balls. Almost simultaneously, I felt my cock swell even harder, if that was possible. I felt the blood draining from my face. My balls erupted. I felt the hot, bittersweet pain of release. I shot deeply into her. It seemed like I came forever. Jet after jet of my hot sperm spewed into her welcoming vagina, splashing into her cervix. I had rarely come as hard. It was so intense, I could hardly breathe. I gasped for air. I began to think we should have more of these mid-morning quickies.
It seemed like we had been rutting together forever, but was really only a few minutes. As I rolled off her, my softening member slipped from the warm embrace of her pussy, with a soft sucking sound. I reached and brushed those lovely waves from her face. She smiled dreamily. I kissed her tenderly. She rolled to face me.
"Wow! That was something else! We should do this more often! I don't think I ever came so hard! God, I love you!"
"Mmm-hmmm."
She was almost purring. Her hips were still moving gently, winding down from her massive orgasm.
"Oh yeah! Me too! I thought my head was exploding. I felt you come all the way up inside me. You filled me up so much, I thought it was going to come out my mouth. Mmmmmmm. I love you so much!"
She hugged me close. We kissed again, tenderly, nibbling at each others lips. We spent a few minutes just snuggling in the afterglow of fantastic lovemaking.
"What brought that on?"
Diane is a passionate woman, but normally likes to work up slowly with lots of foreplay, tender kisses and gentle petting. Today, she had been an animal, her lust and desire almost frantic in its urgency for release and satisfaction.
She grinned "That good, eh? I'm not sure... I watched you watching Jenny sleep. I thought about you seeing her after all these years. Between seeing how happy you were with Jen, and the thought of her, I suddenly just got so hot, I had to have you in me before I let you get away. Am I weird?"
I grinned. "I dunno. I don't think so. 'Sides, if that's the way you get weird, I want more — lots more. We're always good together, but that was simply fantastic! Oh God, I've fallen in love with you all over again."
She giggled, then cooed at my intensity. Her hand moved down to my now limp penis. It stirred a bit at her touch, but stayed soft, satisfied for the moment.
"Oh, poor Rascal" she whispered. "I think I wore you out in one go!"
She giggled again and stretched in satisfaction, almost feline in her movement. She glanced over my shoulder at the clock.
"Oh, you better get going soon, if you're not going to be late. You need a shower before you leave. Look at the mess all over poor Rascal, and the bed is soaked. I'll have to change the sheets."
My entire groin was saturated with our combined juices. I slipped a finger between her legs. She was very wet, and obviously leaking.
"Pussy's a mess, too" I grinned. "Pussy and Rascal should shower together."
"I'll get the water running and warmed up."
She slid off the bed and headed toward the ensuite bath, her pert little ass checks bobbing seductively. Her thighs gleamed with wetness as our juices leaked out and trailed down. What an intoxicating view!
I heard the water running, and stepped into the shower. She was waiting for me. We soaped and washed each other sensuously. We paid particular attention to each other's most sensitive parts. I knelt in front of her, soaped up my hand, and gently probed her sex. She opened her thighs. I soaped and rubbed those tender folds. Her clitty was erect again. Gently I massaged her to yet another orgasm. She came quickly. She shook and grasped my shoulders. Her legs almost collapsed. What had come over her? Whatever it was, I was impressed.
When she regained some composure, she made me stand up. I placed a big, wet kiss right on her mound, and stood up. She smelled and tasted wonderful. She, in turn, knelt in front of me. She lathered up her hands with the sweet-scented bath soap, and gently cleaned my entire groin, reaching between my legs, and even washing around my butt-hole. Her finger gently probed my anus. She'd NEVER done anything like that before. I jerked at her soft touch. My cock started to rise out of its stupor.
"You like that, eh?"
"Oh yeah. Praise the Lord!"
"No profanity now."
"I'm not profaning anything. I meant it!"
She continued her cleaning ministrations. Back to my front, her hands, lathered up, gently stroked and cleaned my now throbbing cock. She leaned back a bit so the water from the shower could rinse me. Then she leaned forward and gently kissed the tip of my cock. She stuck her tongue out a little way, and licked away the drop of pre-cum that had oozed out. Then, watching my face for my reaction, she very obviously licked her lips and tasted me. Diane had always liked to touch my cock, and even had her pet name Rascal for it, but she would never, ever, before this, put her mouth even close to it. It had to do with her past, but that's a story for another time. I was definitely in Heaven now!
She kissed it again, very deliberately licked off the more copious pre-cum, teasing her tongue into the slit, and again, very deliberately showed me her tasting of it. I thought I might pass out from the sheer sensuality of just watching her. This was priceless!
"Tastes a little salty. But I kinda like it."
What? This beautiful young woman who for 8 years of marriage wouldn't put her mouth anywhere close to my cock, now all of a sudden likes the taste of my pre-cum? I staggered. I think I saw fireworks. My brain was overloaded. I think I heard a choir of angels.
"Halleluiah! Halleluiah!" But it was just me, shouting for the joy of it.
She grinned up at me. "Don't be vulgar." Vulgar? Me? She's the one licking my cock while I'm singing heavenly praises, and I'm vulgar? I think not! But her grin was one of mischief.
As I recovered from my epiphany, I thought it was over. Wrong!
"Rascal looks all hot and bothered. He looks like he's hurting. Maybe I should kiss him better, eh?"
I was expecting another one of those delightful little kisses and licks, but without any warning or hint of her intent, she engulfed the whole knob with her mouth! Speechless was I! Her tongue worked all around the glans. She drew back a bit and I felt her tongue probing the slit. Meanwhile, her hands got a firm grip and she began a gentle stroking motion that matched her ministry to the knob. She has a small mouth, and couldn't take much in, but what she did, felt absolutely marvelous! I couldn't believe my eyes! This was just too hot!
She sucked and stroked and licked and kissed. She was like a kid with a new toy. Whenever she took it out of her mouth to catch her breath, she cooed like a mother with a new baby.
"Oh, Rascal. Look at you. You're beautiful, you know. All big and grown up now! Do you like it when I do that to you? Oh, you do..."
She wasn't listening to anything I might have said. Her conversation was completely involved with her Rascal. And with little sweet nothings like that, I was on fire!
Her ministrations to my member finally took their toll. It didn't take long, either. I was almost over the top.
"Hon, I'm gonna cum, soon, ya better back off."
She just stroked and sucked harder, pressing her face into my groin. One hand dropped off my cock. She started rubbing that sweet little pussy, fingers twirling around her clit. Then she inserted two fingers and really started doing herself. This was another of her hang-ups from her past. Never before had she let me see her masturbate. I was rapidly becoming a babbling idiot! Too much at once! But, Oh God! I loved it.
All the while, she was sucking and stroking my raging boner. I thought I was hard when we had our hot fuck a few minutes ago, but Man! I was so hard now, it almost hurt. My hips started to buck. My knees were turning to rubber. I felt the sperm rising in my balls. This was going to be messy, I thought. She continued rubbing and frigging herself. Her hips started to hump and gyrate. I placed a hand on the back of her head to steady us both. She just kept working. I flung out one hand to grab the side of the shower stall and brace. My hips lurched. My balls felt like they were going to burst. Suddenly, Diane's fingers sped up working her snatch. She started jerking her hips. She came hard, and almost let go of me. TOO MUCH!! I EXPLODED! RELEASE! I felt the surge of semen erupting through and out my cock.
Diane held on, much to my surprise and delight! She took it all! Her mouth filled, and I saw her swallow. I couldn't believe it, and my cock just kept spitting and spitting. A little leaked out around the seal of her lips and dribbled down her chin. God! That was sexy! It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. I couldn't believe how much I was coming, especially after that hot fuck in the bedroom. It felt like I squirted a gallon!
As my spend started to wind down, she kept me in her mouth, gently sucking and stroking, emptying me while she frigged herself to yet another orgasm. She let me fall out of her mouth with a little "Plop." I collapsed back against the shower wall and slithered down to sit facing her. Finally, she withdrew her fingers from herself. I took her hand, and licked her fingers clean. MMM-MMM! She tasted so-o-o-o good. She took her other hand and wiped the spill off her chin with her finger. Then she put it in her mouth and sucked off that little bit too. My brain reeled. All the while, those mischievous brown eyes were looking into mine. I was lost, hopelessly, and forever in love.
"MmmMmmm! That's finger lickin' good! I just LOVE the taste. Why didn't I ever do this before?"
Sensory overload! I passed out.
I came to my senses a few seconds later. She was gently kissing and cleaning my now flaccid penis with her mouth. She cooed and petted while she cleaned. "Rascal, you're such a good boy."
When she saw I was back among the living, she grinned widely, moved to my face, and kissed me. I could taste my own self on her, but it was heavenly! Finally, she reached over, turned off the water which by now was starting to cool down, and stood up out of the shower. What HAD come over her? She and I had good, even great sex, but this was on a level I had only experienced with one other person in my entire life, and Diane was starting to remind me of that person.
"Come dry me off. Then you gotta get dressed and get going or you'll be late." I staggered out of the shower. I wasn't sure I would be fit to drive.
We dried each other with love and tenderness, stopping frequently for tender little kisses. Too soon, it was over, and I headed back into the bedroom to get dressed. Despite the frenetic activity of the last little while, once I came down off the high, I felt strangely refreshed, even invigorated.
Diane threw on her robe over her lovely nakedness, and went to check on Jen. We had been very noisy with our lovemaking, but Jenny had slept through it all. I quickly dressed in my jeans and a flannel shirt for the drive to Bob's aunts. I glanced at the clock. 11:30! What seemed like an eternity had lasted less than an hour! Oh, but what an hour! I knew our relationship had taken a major step forward, and that was probably the understatement of the year!
Soon, I was ready to leave. Jen was up from her nap by then. I kissed her and gave her a big hug. I turned to her mother. "Oh, how I love thee. Let me count the ways..." as I took her in my arms. Oblivious to what Jenny might see, her robe fell fully open, and I pressed that wonderful little body to me. She returned my kiss with a passion that left us both gasping. I broke the clinch, and stepped away. If I didn't I might not be able to leave.
"I'll grab a bite to eat for lunch on the road. See you all on Sunday. I left the aunts' phone number on the night table if you need me. I'll call from the hotel to let you know I arrive safely."
I threw my bags in the truck, waved, and blew them both a kiss. I started the truck and started to pull away. The last I saw, Diane was standing on the porch with a dreamy look, holding Jenny's hand. Man! What a send off on what was otherwise a trip to perform a sad duty.
As I drove down the lane, I sighed in contentment. I started to fantasize about Diane in those cute little white shorts, but that picture started to dissolve into another vision in white shorts. Gradually, my mind re-focused, and I started to reminisce on the past. I had five hours of travel to get my memories in order.