I don't think it's right to be generous just so that you will benefit later. You aren't really being generous when you do it just to get something in return. That said, it is pretty sweet when someone rewards you for being giving.
It was about midnight when I got home from work last night. Shelly was awake, but she was already in bed. She did show me that beautiful smile when she saw me come through the door, even if her eyelids were so clearly heavy. I got undressed and got in bed beside her. I leaned over to kiss her cheek, then listened to that delightful little moan she does whens he is happy.
Well when I heard that wonderful moan, I moved my kiss a little lower, my lips touching the side of her cheek, then her neck by her ear. The moan suddenly grew louder and deeper. She does seem to really love it when I kiss her neck. That heavenly sound was all I needed.
I kissed her neck a little lower, closer to her collar bone and much harder this time. The moan turned into a gasp then, and I felt her hand reach up and grab hold of my hair. She has such a strong grip when she's turned on. I sucked on her neck a little more, enjoying the feeling of her body beginning to squirm beneath me.
I didn't stay there very long before I got up and reached for the drawer of her nightstand. I believe that this pink dildo may be the single best purchase I have ever made. She absolutely loves this thing. It's got a long curve that goes inside of her and a smaller one that sits against her clit. I bought it as a surprise for her, something online that I correctly suspected would work well for it. Since then, she has had way more orgasms with me using that than she has with my cock. I think it's great. She gets to feel something that brings her an incredible degree of pleasure and I get to be there to share it with her.
What happens a lot of the time is that we start out with my cock inside of her. I always hope that she will climax before I do. I always try to focus on her pleasure before mine, but most of the time I can't help it. I do all of the tricks, keeping still, trying to think of something unrelated... it's just that she feels so incredibly good. Having my cock throbbing inside of her is blissful, and I usually cannot help it. I hold on as long as I can but then I end up gushing into her warm body.
With the toy, that is just fine. She reaches into the drawer, grabs the toy and slides it in between the soaking wet lips of her sex and then she straddles me. The base of the toy sits against my abdomen with her sexy thighs on either side. I really love her thighs. I adore every inch of this amazing woman. I wrap my arms around her waist and clutch her to me while she rides this divine toy between us. I stroke her back and suck on her breasts until she throws her head back and comes with pleasure. It's a pretty great pattern we've adopted.
Last night, though, I got the toy as soon as I knew I was going to get the chance to focus on her. Her lips were already wet, I knelt between her legs and slid my fingers along those sweet lips, feeling the heat and the moisture, the signs of how much she wanted me. I slid the toy gently inside of her, delighting more and more in the sounds she made at the sensation. I love how expressive Shelly is. Her body never fails to communicate the joy she feels.
She spread her legs wide for me and I laid down between them. The toy, and the warm mound of her sex pressed against the bottom my ribcage. This way I was perfectly lined up to taste her magnificent breasts. I sucked hard on her perfect excited nipples. Aside from the moans, the gasps, and the other happy noises she made, the only words she managed were "other one please," between her panting breaths. My hands were reached underneath her body, taking hold of the perfect cheeks of her butt. I often tell her that this is my favorite part of her. I am not entirely sure if this is truthful because, as I said, I adore every inch. She is flawless.
I squeezed her cheeks with my hand and pulled her hips in tightly to my chest, which made the toy vibrate more intensely against her sex. I tasted her nipples with fervor until the moment her pleasure exploded through her. I kept steady, tasting her, holding her as the waves rocked through her. Finally, she tapped my shoulder, making it clear to me she'd had enough. I took hold of the toy. Her sex was so drenched that it slid out of her without effort. I got up from the bed and carried it to the sink to rinse it off, and quickly returned to her with her bottle filled with ice water. She barely had enough energy to move, but she managed a smile as she took it and drank. With her eyes closed, she set the bottle down on the nightstand.
I laid down in our bed in the space beside her. Still without moving her torso, she reached her hand over to lay it on my chest. In a sleepy whisper, I heard her ask me, "How can we take care of you?" I almost laughed. I did smile from one ear to the other. Shelly was exhausted. There was no chance she had the energy for anything more. Of course, it wouldn't take any energy for her to lay there beside me while I masturbated. That's something we do a lot actually, when she's tired or just not in the mood. Having a woman snuggle close to me while I stroke my own cock is a fantasy I always had when I was younger. I always thought it would be an incredible feeling. I was right.
