The last 4 months were extremely trying for Meg and Dave. Despite still loving one another, their marriage was not working. After some tough conversations, they agreed that a trial separation would be in their best interest. With that agreement, Meg moved out and the two began living their lives as singles once again. After a brief period of "radio silence" they began texting a few times. There were some day's they would send dozens of messages and there were times they did not hear from one another for over a week.
2 days before Valentine's Day, Meg was sitting at her new home enjoying a few glasses of wine. She pulled out her phone and started to text Dave. She had purchased a small plant for their home and planted it in an antique silver water pitcher that had a beautiful patina from years of display. She texted Dave to make sure that her plant was alive.
Sitting at home on a Friday night was becoming a tradition for Dave. For him, it was easier to sit on the couch and watch sports all night than it was to make plans to go out. As he was scrolling through the cable guide, he heard the unmistakable text message sound ring out from his cellphone which was charging in the guest bedroom. Dave unwrapped himself from the blanket that was helping fight off the cold on a bitterly freezing night. He got up off of the old leather couch that had clearly seen much better days. Walking down the dimly lit hallway, he was intrigued about who would be texting him late on a Friday evening. Dave picked up his phone, unlocked it, and saw that it was a message from his wife, Meg.
He sat down on the edge of the bed which still felt very stiff after sleeping on Meg's pillow top mattress for the last 3 years. He read the text from Meg, smiled, and had a slight chuckle that she still felt heavily invested in that small plant. The plant was an item that Dave did not expect to keep when Meg moved out. He researched the best ways to make sure the plant stayed alive and continued to grow when Meg left and he was proud that the plant was still thriving. Dave walked out to the kitchen and took a picture of the plant which was now sitting on a window ceil above the kitchen sink. He sent her the picture and let her know that he had been taking very good care of her plant.
The texting continued for a short while until the wine helped Meg bring up an interesting question. Of the two, Meg certainly had the stronger libido in the relationship. Where Meg had a strong sex drive, Dave was more reserved; and not as interested in sex as her. This was one of the biggest strains on their marriage and something that Meg felt made them incompatible. She decided to text Dave a simple question about their sex life. She told Dave to give her one thing that she really missed about their sex life. She didn't care if it was the hottest moment or when he was the most turned on, she simply wanted to know what he was missing the most. She did have one demand. It had to be hot.
Dave received the text and was a bit surprised. Like Meg, celibacy had been taking its toll on him. He would often fanaticize about things that he and Meg did in bed. He felt guilty that he had taken sex for granted while he was with her. This led him to think of all of the crazy sexual adventures they had and things that he would love to do to her if he ever had the chance again. In his head there were several different things that he would think of over and over again. Thinking about sucking on her perky tits after several drinks on their first date was immediately the first thing that popped into his head. This thought was quickly replaced by what they did after their third date. It was a Friday night in the summer. They were winding down the night at a local bar near Dave's apartment. A few hours of drinking and flirting had both of them extremely horny. They walked the half of a block back to Dave's apartment and immediately began making out. The kissing was deep and passionate. Their tongues swirled around in each other's mouths. Meg would lightly bite Dave's lip and pull on it slightly. They fumbled their way into Dave's bedroom and continued making out heavily on top of the blue comforter which is still on Dave's current bed. Meg got on top of Dave and took her shirt off. He slid his hands from along the sides of her thighs, around to her ass feeling each thread of denim on the way up. His thumbs first made contact with the bare skin above her hips and he moved towards her breasts. As he squeezed on the beautiful mounds of flesh, Meg gasped slightly at the sensation of his hands caressing her tender breasts. He moved his hands around to her back and pulled her down. He leaned forward slightly and took the left breast into his mouth. He first began sucking on her nipple and on the side of her breast. He then opened his mouth wider flicked his tongue over her nipple as he sucked. This made her body tense up slightly as the sensation caused a quick jolt of pleasure in her pussy. She could feel that she was becoming very wet. After that, she decided it was her turn for some fun. She moved slightly down and told Dave to relax. She slowly unbuckled his belt and began to take off his shorts. Dave's throbbing cock was being held down by the material. As she slid the shorts down further, Dave's cock sprung up towards her face, still covered by his boxers. When Meg saw these, she looked directly down at his cock and in a sexy, sultry voice, she said "well, hello".
Dave and Meg did not have sex that night, but Meg gave him one of the best blowjobs of his life. As Dave texted this back to Meg, she vividly remembered the emotions of that night. It took her back to feeling nervous, excited, and horny. She also remembered the intense desire she had of wanting to taste his cock that night. The way Dave described this shocked her. In the past when she would ask him to text sexy things to her, he would often say that he did not know how or that he felt uncomfortable doing so. It was an unexpected, sexy side of Dave that she did not know. While she was thinking back on the first time she sucked his dick, she started getting more texts from Dave.
The next message she received shocked her. Meg was often frustrated at Dave's need for control in most things in his life. This extended to the bedroom as well as Dave often dictated the frequency that they had sex and what they could or could not do when they had sex. It had actually gotten stale in both of their opinions before they separated. It wasn't bad sex; it had just lost the excitement that should go along with an erotic experience. The text she received from Dave said that the thing that turned him on the most was when Meg would get on top of him cowgirl style. This was one of the few times that Meg had control during sex. She determined how she would ride him and how fast she would go. While she would ride him, he would explore her body with his hands. He would often grab her large, perfectly curved, sexy ass and grab it so hard that he would leave finger marks. She would also order him to grab her tits and pinch her nipples as she bounced up and down or gyrated forward and backward. These were some of the most intense orgasms that she had with Dave. As she would move back and forth, she would lean forward slightly so that her clit made contact with Dave's body. This led to an intense feeling of pleasure. Dave had an average sized cock. What made Meg love his cock so much was that curved slightly upward. When Dave was rock hard, the head of his cock would perfectly hit her g-spot every time in this position. Between her clit rubbing on his body and his hard cock pushing deeply on her g-spot, she would lose herself in the intense pleasure. Dave could see it in her face when she was close to cumming. She would bite her lower lip, put her hands on his chest to ride him faster and then throw her head back in extreme pleasure. She would often give him orders to slap her ass or to grab her tits hard; and he would do so on command. This is when the force of her orgasm would force her upward off of Dave's cock as she would squirt everywhere. The intense release would momentarily paralyze her. It would also turn Dave on and he would give her a slightly coy smile knowing that his cock had just given her an orgasm which sent shockwaves through her body.
Both Dave and Meg were both getting turned on through the text messages. Dave was rock hard and touching himself just from describing these memories. Meg's pussy was dripping thinking back on how good sex felt. The texts stayed sexually charged throughout the night. Dave was stroking his cock imaging what it would be like to have Meg's lips around it again. He thought of all of the sexual situations they had and what he would do to her if he had the chance again. As he was stroking his cock, the memory of Meg's perfectly shaped ass rubbing against his dick while they lay together sent him over the edge. He stood up just as his cock exploded. It was one of the most intense orgasms that he ever experienced. He shot load after load of pearly white cum out of swollen cock.
The wine eventually caught up to Meg and she fell asleep. The intensity of the orgasm was enough to make Dave feel exhausted as well. They both went to bed without saying goodnight, completely lost in the fantasies and memories of their hottest sexual encounters.
When Meg woke up the next morning, the previous night's conversation was the first thing on her mind. Her underserved tight pink pussy became extremely wet as she was thinking about what Dave had said. She went into the bathroom and turned on the shower so that her roommates would not hear what she was about to do. She stripped down in front of the mirror. She admired her beautiful tits for a moment. They weren't the biggest, but they were full, perky, and all would agree that they were a great set of tits. She watched her left hand come up and start pinching her left nipple. She then took her right and slowly started rubbing just between her labia with her middle finger. The blue and gold stripes on the white wallpaper became blurred as her finger went deeper and deeper. She started squeezing her left breast with her entire hand. Her right finger began going in and out quicker and quicker. She was hitting her g-spot the same way that Dave's perfectly curved cock would. She felt the orgasm building up inside. For the first time in months, Meg was now sexually stimulated both mentally and physically. She moved herself over the tub and let the orgasm take over her body. Meg's entire body began to spasm as she gushed everywhere from her pussy. The orgasm came in waves and felt like it would never end. She slowed her finger down and took her hand away from her breast. She slowly licked her lips, opened her eyes, and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She was breathing heavily from the shock that her body experienced. It took a few minutes for her to be able to move. The muscles in her legs felt weak and she leaned against the sink. After catching her breath, she moved into the shower. She stood there for several minutes just feeling the soothing warm water rush all over her body, helping her come down from such a heightened experience.
