The kids were away for the weekend and Ben and Sharon were going to make the most of it. Although they had been married for nearly 20 years the thought of caressing his wife's beautiful 36c breasts and feeling her nipples harden to his touch never failed to get Ben hard. The feel of her cool, soft, skin moving against his on the rare occasions when they could steal the time to explore each other always left him wanting more.
Gazing into her grey/blue eyes and running his hands through her long blonde hair and along the nape of her neck while her tight wet pussy enveloped him filled him with so much pleasure that these moments would never last long, Ben tried to hold back from coming for as long as possible but he was always spent too soon.
Over the years they had learned how to give each other great pleasure. Sharon had become an expert at caressing and stroking his cock, using her warm soft mouth to coax him to energy sapping climaxes. Ben loved the taste and smell of Sharon's pussy, he loved to alternate running his tongue through its folds with fingering her tight opening while sucking on her sweet, stiff clit. Hearing her moan and feeling her legs tighten around his head as she writhed around, her pussy contracting around his fingers, made his cock ache in anticipation.
In recent times the opportunities to fully enjoy each other had been dwindling, when they did arise Ben was so horny that they were over too soon, a simple command from his wife to 'fuck me hard" was enough to push him over the top. Sharon would never get the long hard fuck that she so desired and deserved. Ben wished for many things, a bigger cock, greater stamina, but in the end it came down to one thing, he wanted to stroke his wife into a state of rolling, convulsing bliss, to take her to the heights of pleasure to which she so easily took him.
Throughout the 20 years they had been together they had never exchanged their personal fantasies, Ben had often wondered what Sharon would think of the fantasies he conjured up while her tongue was darting around the head of his cock. Despite her great imagination and creative streak, Sharon was reluctant to share her fantasies, much of the time Ben had no idea about what she yearned for...
One thing that they shared a liking for was mild bondage, using pantyhose to tie her to their bed Ben had shaved Sharon's beautiful strawberry blonde bush, all the time savouring her rich musk. When he'd finished he peeled apart her outer lips and gently probed her depths with his tongue, roughly massaging her buttocks while he licked from her pulsating hole up to her twitching clit. He'd lapped up her juices which flowed freely as she struggled against her ties, writhing and trying to escape the sucking of his soft lips as they pulled her clit into his mouth where he flicked it back and forth with his tongue. She'd cried out to have his cock inside of her but he knew he would not last long buried in her sweet wetness - not with the smell of her on his face and her beautiful round breasts pressing her hard nipples into his chest.
Instead Ben moved up her body, kissing his way gently across the sensuous curve of her hips, licking his way across her belly and up to her breasts, suckling on each and pulling her nipples into his mouth flicking them with his tongue as they became engorged. As he lightly kissed his way up her neck Ben slid his cock between the outer lips of Sharon's pussy, she raise her hips to accept his cock but he avoided her hot wet entrance and instead slid the head of his cock up to her clit, resting his shaft between her lips. Slowly he moved up and down, teasing her by running the mushroom shaped tip of his cock from her opening to her clit and back, slowly pushing just the tip of his hot, pulsing cock into her before withdrawing and sliding back to her clit, smearing their juices along his shaft as he went.
Sharon was aching to have his cock inside her, with her hands tied she could only plead as he brought her closer and closer to the brink. She was hot and wet and longed to feel him push into her, opening her up and relieving her yearning. Pinning her arms to the bed with his own, he was obviously enjoying her helplessness. She could feel her orgasm building, her legs began to twitch and, as Ben pushed the tip of his cock into her a little deeper she cried out as her orgasm burst and washed over her, at the same time she felt Ben's cock slide into her pulsing tunnel, hot hard and throbbing. She felt his balls tight against her lips and he let out a moan as his cock stiffened and his come flowed up its length and was released inside her. They both laid there panting as Ben's cock softened inside of Sharon, they kissed and after undoing the ties drifted off to sleep with their legs entwined.
With fond memories of that evening, tonight the candles were ready and the ties lay waiting as both looked forward to hot, wet, noisy unrestrained sex. This time though it would be different, unknown to Sharon Ben had a plan, it was risky, he was relying on her sense of adventure but lately it had become his number one fantasy.
The evening started with dinner at a local restaurant, both were horny with anticipation and Ben spent most of his time mentally undressing Sharon (which was not difficult given her lack of bra and panties) and caressing her legs with his feet under the table - if he was honest he wasn't following much the conversation very well and was just itching to feel her nakedness against him. Sharon noticed he was a little distracted and hoped that he would last the distance, she felt the bulge in his jeans as she ran her foot across his crotch this, and the growing dampness between her legs, was a sure sign that it was time to sate a more ravenous appetite.
Having raced home Sharon left Ben to light fragrant candles in the bedroom and attach one pair of pantyhose to each corner of the bed, when she entered the dimly lit room the rose fragrance met her at the door, in the flickering candlelight Ben was sitting on the edge of the bed naked, his cock was hard and she could see his balls were tight - this could be a very short evening she thought. She walked over and stood in front of him. Looking him in the eye a smile flitted across her face as, bending over slightly, she cupped his balls in her right hand and gripped his curved shaft with her left hand sliding it up its length -- it was warm and pre-cum was trickling from its head.