Chapter 3: More Reflections
But you certainly aren't the only one as you enjoy the feeling of my erection nudging up against your still-quivering belly as if it were asking for permission to enter. I know that you like to hold my cock, so I leave it in your very lovely and capable hands. Moving one of them up slightly, you gently cup each one of my balls and note just how firm and full they both feel to your soft touch. While this hand caresses the contents of my scrotal sac, your other one glides slowly along my eight-inch erection to read every bump, ridge, and vein of my straining cock.
Oh, those feminine fingers feel so fantastic as they close around my solid shaft and begin to carefully stroke up and down its entire length -- savoring the hardness caused by, and intended for you. In fact, you even seem to enjoy the wonderfully warm sensation of semen as it leaks from the circumcised tip and dribbles across your lovely tummy in an outward sign of things to come.
"I have to feel your cock in my pussy, B."
Lusting for the erection that is about to enter your willing womanhood, you spread open your legs even further to help accommodate its size. This also gives me a completely unobscured view of that exquisite-looking pussy as you insert two of your own sensuous fingers to stir up the copious juices inside and spread their warm lubrication along both the inner and outer folds of your entrance. With a beautiful sight like that, I certainly don't have to be asked twice as I take up my mating position between your smooth and supple outstretched legs.
Then it hits me. "Sorry, Baby, I need to get a rubber first." But your lithe and oh-so-lovely legs wrap tightly around my waist and won't let me up.
"We won't be needing any of those, Honey."
"Are you sure?" I ask. "They are ribbed for YOUR pleasure." A devilish little grin comes over your sweet-looking face.
"I don't want anything coming between us -- not even thin latex, besides, B, my handsome husband, I want to feel it when you come deep in my pussy."
How can a guy ever argue with a beautiful woman who wants to share in the incredible intimacy of his ejaculation? "Okay, but if I end up pregnant...," I quip.
I know it's best to use the "go slow" approach while inserting myself into the snug opening of your rejuvenated flower. Hovering over your gorgeous body, I very deliberately continue to rub the bulbous tip of my cock across the feminine curve of your tummy and down through the damp forest of blonde pubic hair that hides your swollen vulva from view. All I want is for my beautiful wife to experience a very physical example of the deep lust that surges throughout my body until it engorges my manhood to the necessary hardness. And also give you another chance to reconsider covering it with a condom.
Apparently, I'm not the only jokester in our bedroom.
"Are you having trouble finding the 'pearly gate', B? Here, let me help you with that."
Kindly taking hold of my hardened penis, you gently guide it toward the entrance of your willing and waiting pussy. Running my swollen cockhead between the gaping flaps of your own labia, you take the time to lubricate the tip completely before easing it into yourself. This allows me to gently push my erection down between the silken lips and into the opening of your canal. So, I start to gradually press just hard enough for only the head of my cock to penetrate into the very vestibule of your vagina. Raising those sexy legs up high, you lock them tightly behind my hips and use those strong bicycle-riding muscles to pull my erection down into your clutching depths.
"Mmmmmmm... B."
Gritting your teeth, those lovely feminine hands grip the bed sheets tightly as my hardened shaft eases even deeper within your welcoming slit. I'm moving into you as slowly as possible while those tight, velvety pussy walls yield only inch by agonizing inch to this initial entry of my member. You savor the wonderful feeling of my cock as it gently works its way deeper and deeper into your well-lubricated pleasure channel. After only a few seconds I have to stop since I can't believe how tight your pussy feels along the entire length of my penis. It's amazing that a woman who has given birth to two children can still remain so close-fitting around the gradual penetration of my erection.You begin to purr deliciously.
"Ohhhhhh, Yessssssssssssssssssssssss...."
Every inch or so, I feel the need to halt along the way to allow you to slowly adjust to the size of my invading cock. Especially when the muscular contractions of your satiny soft walls grip so forcefully around the entrapped shaft. Soon you find yourself closing your lovely eyes as you try to visualize the swollen purple head of my penis as it moves within the glistening pink flesh of your pussy. It takes a little concentration, but eventually I manage to let your vaginal muscles dilate between each of the mighty spasms inside your lubricated sheath. Time for both of us seems to stand still as I move myself further and further in until finally coming to the very end of your taut birth canal.
"Ooooooooooohhhhhhh... that feels so good... and sooooooo deep."
When I finally bury my entire length, I pause for several moments to allow your passage to stretch fully and become more comfortable with its occupant. I can tell that you feel a sense of accomplishment in conquering my entire cock, and simply having it all safely tucked inside your pussy is enough to cause your beautiful body to shudder with excitement.
"Do you feel it, B?" You ask. "The head of your cock is up against my cervix." As if to emphasize it, you roll those sumptuous hips beneath me so we both can feel the tip of my penis brushing against the very entrance to your womb.
"Mmmmmmmm. Do you feel it now?"
"How could I ever miss it, my Darling? It feels wonderful to hit bottom inside your lovely pussy."
The position we're in right now is so primal for both the male and the female-of-the-species. I know that deep down inside I have to struggle with the evolutionary imperative hidden in my caveman brain, which selfishly demands that I thrust away madly within your glorious pussy to reach my own sexual release. And even though you are just barely past your own prime child-bearing years, there is still an inner-sense of excitement -- and dare I say, an illicit thrill -- at inviting a man's unprotected cock into the very core of your womanhood and fertility? It's only relatively recently in our history that human beings have enjoyed this sexual union for pleasure and not procreation. But, we still feel the need to breed.