We are a happily married couple, who still have the spark after being together for over 30 years. Some of the stories are real, some are fantasy...
It's my turn for the bathroom. I use the toilet, wash my hands and brush my teeth. I leave the ensuite and head into the bedroom, when I notice that the fairy lights that adorn our metal bed frame are turned on. The pillows are plumped up and there she is. H, my wife, is sitting up with the quilt barely covering her breasts.
One look at her and I know that underneath the quilt her nipples are already stiffening. I get into the bed, and sitting up with my back against the headboard I invite her into my arms. She slides across the bed and with her back to me, she snuggles In. I gently rub her shoulders, her back, the tops of her arms, her thighs, gradually increasing the pressure as I massage her.
I pin her hands beneath my legs, denying her the opportunity to touch me, or herself. I pull her hair away from her neck, and let my lips wander, making my way to her earlobe which I suck gently. Her eyes close and her head sags forwards, losing control as I continue my route around her back, down her arms to caress her hands, still pinned beneath me. All the time I am deliberately avoiding her nipples that I know are aching for my touch. Round and round I go, following my route over her body, sometimes with a light touch, sometimes harder, kissing her neck.
I'm sure she can feel my cock pushing Into her back, but this is not my time, it's hers. As my gentle caress continues, she begins to push back against me, desperate for me to move my hands to her breasts and her ever sensitive nipples, she is now desperate to move her own hands to her pussy, to caress her thighs as her legs open and close involuntarily, but still I do not release her hands from beneath my thighs .
I move my hands down her arms and reach out with my fingers to finally touch her nipples, now fully erect and aching for my touch. I play with both nipples at the same time, squeezing them, rolling them between my thumb and finger, pulling on them. I drag my finger nails down thier engorged length, knowing that I am driving her wild. I finally release her hands from beneath my thighs and watch as they begin the journey to her wet pussy. She leans back Into me, sighing as my continued caress builds the sensations Inside her . I continue my slow play with her nipples, cupping her breasts, as she sinks further into my embrace. Her hands move lower, finally settling between her legs. The first brush of her pussy lips reveals the telltale sound of her wetness, and she soon settles into the rhythmic pattern of caressing her clit and pussy lips that will carry her to her orgasm.