As my wife's pregnancy progressed our sex live changed. We knew this would happen and I was fine with it. Sex was less often, positions were awkward, I had to be careful of her aches and pains, nothing kinky was happening, the passion was there, but it was definitely different. I jerked off all the time to satisfy my own needs and was always ready at a moment's notice if the mood struck Hannah.
Finally Hannah went into labor and our daughter was born. She was perfect. Life changed in an instant and I could not have been happier. For a while I didn't even think about sex. I was a loving husband and father, taking care of the house, washing dishes, ordering food, taking care of the yard, and doing everything necessary while Hannah did the more important job of nursing our daughter and not sleeping. As this continued I started to get frustrated a bit. Nothing crazy, but my sex drive was returning and Hannah's didn't seem to be. Obviously this led to me jerking off what seemed to be whenever I had the chance and whenever that happens I usually start watching kinkier porn. Even so, I knew this was not a real problem with our new life and thus kept it to myself. Life continued and all was good, just with this frustration.
One day, out of the blue Hannah started crying. I asked what was wrong and between sobs she replied "I just miss you... A lot." We had been spending every waking moment together so I wasn't exactly sure what she meant by this.
"What do you mean?" I probed.
"I know we're together all day long, but I miss you. I miss us," Hannah said. "Can we cuddle for a little?"
"Of course baby! Come here," as I patted on the couch next to me. With our daughter sleeping in her basinet, Hannah sat down, placed her teary cheek on my shoulder, and wrapped her arms around my chest tightly. Truth be told, we really hadn't had hardly any physical contact and this was really nice. I stroked her hair and scratched her back while she softly rubbed my chest. If I didn't know any better I'd say that this was foreplay and we were going to be naked in no time. I knew this wasn't the case, but my cock began to stir regardlessly. After a few perfect minutes the baby began to wake and both of us had jobs to do. The moment had passed.
A couple days later I was in the shower. A nice long steamy shower was always nice, but these days it also involved taking my phone and masturbating. Thank God for water resistant phones, right! Hannah knew what I was up to and I don't think she really cared as long as I didn't take too much time. As I enjoyed the hot water cascading over my body, I opened up a browser deciding how I would get off today. I could read some erotica, watch porn, or maybe even find some dominant mistress with an audio recording, also how kinky did I want to get? Just then I got a text from my wife.
Hannah: hey, what're you doing?
Me: you know, ENJOYING my shower lol.
H: haha, I thought that might be the case!
M: everything ok??
H: yeah yeah everything is fine. I just had to tell you something from the other day...
M: ok, what's up?
This seemed a little odd and I didn't know what Hannah was going with this.
H: when we were cuddling on the couch the other day, I started to get horny for the first time in so long. It just felt so nice to hold you and smell you.
M: yeah, it was really nice. I was getting horny myself lol.
H: really??
M: yeah lol. My cock was almost as hard on the couch as it is now.
H: show me.
I paused. My cock flexed in my other hand. Hannah and I have had an amazing sex life, we've explored each other's body's and minds countless times, but it had literally been years since we've sexted and I don't think she had ever explicitly asked for a dick pic. I quickly snapped a pic of my uncut 6" cock glistening in the water with the head half exposed and hit send.
H: fuck. I want you inside me so badly. I need to pull your foreskin back with the my pussy.
M: God I need that. I've been craving your pussy. I would literally give anything to taste you right now.
H: I don't let you eat me out nearly enough do I?
This was definitely true. In our sex life I was the submissive one nine times out of ten and I loved eating pussy.
M: no.... But we can change that.
H: tell me how. Only think about me, no porn or other girls. Stroke that hard cock and focus on me.
M: I'd take my time undressing you then lay you on our bed completely naked. I'd kiss you from your mouth to your toes then slowly start making my way back up your body. I'd spread your legs and rest your heels on my back, taking a moment to admire your beautiful pussy. Next I would kiss up your inner thigh before teasing your labia with my tongue.
H: omg baby keep going. I need this.
M: mmmmm yes Hannah. I'd need to taste your juices so I'd shove my tongue deep inside you. After that it would be all about your clit, circling it with my tongue, and sucking on it. Keeping eye contact while I slip a finger in you and curl it upwards to massage your g spot.
As soon as I hit send, a picture popped up. A picture that I didn't think Hannah had saved, but sure enough there it was. It was from our honeymoon years earlier, taken right after we got to our room. She had gotten waxed the day prior and we were both lusting for each other. We made it to the room and before we find even get completely undressed I had thrown her on the bed and fucked her brains out. The picture was of her pussy, slightly red and puffy after our sex, completely full of my cum. It was leaking out of her, and all over her labia and clit.
H: I need you to fuck me like this. Can you do that?
M: fuck yes. I probably won't last long though.
H: that's fine, you'll just have to get your mouth back down to my pussy and make sure you make me cum again. Cleaning up that big mess you made.
