How is it that after so many years of marriage the nerves still start to tingle as soon as love-making is in the air? Love-making? Sex? Is there a difference and can they both be as hot and satisfying?
Love
As we make our way upstairs, I try to follow; not out of gentlemanly courtesy, but to watch her arse as it sways ahead of me, my heart beginning to react to what soon may be. Slowly we undress each other, the pleasure of sliding hands down her back and over her bum cheeks never diminishes; the feeling of power as I drag her panties down to the floor as the first hints of arousal fill the air.
We move to the bed and she lies on her back, opening herself up for me to kiss and lick her breasts, her tummy, her legs and at last, taste the sweet nectar from her pussy. Working my tongue around her clit and deeper inside, the juices begin to flow and the taste becomes more powerful. The gentle purring sounds tell me that this is working for both of us; the tension builds.
Turning her over, I take time to stroke her back, thighs and bottom, lying for a time with my head resting on one cheek as I stroke and worship this wonder of nature. Soon the time comes for her own fulfilment and she swings her leg over the cushion that holds her Hitachi wand. She kneels across it cowgirl style, holding on to the bedhead as the vibrations begin. Gently turning up the speed, I feel in control even though it looks as if she is making love to someone else. One by one the sweet orgasms arrive while her heavy breasts swing seductively above me. I hold one in my hand as I stroke her bum – one, two three, four waves of pleasure wash over her until finally the big one crashes in and the groans of pleasure almost bring me to conclusion too.
She rolls over onto her side, back towards me and knees tucked in with her pussy exposed and ready. Slowly I spoon in behind her and slip my rock-hard cock into the warmth and wetness, pushing myself to the hilt and pausing to make sure she is not too sensitive after the power of her earlier release. I withdraw almost completely and again slowly drive back in. Bit by bit I increase the speed, the feelings of pure emotion and the love I feel for this familiar body arousing me beyond dreams. Faster and faster, holding her tight, my hands around her breasts, I feel that indescribable sensation starting to build; my heart pounds and my nerves jangle – nothing else matters. I cry out in pleasure as my own orgasm grips me and I fill that sweet, sweet pussy with my cum. We lie quietly for some time as I shrink within her.
I love
