My wife was very adventurous sexually before we married, and a particular event stands out. It was fall, late September, a clear, sunny day, early Saturday morning. We were getting ready to head for Peoria for the weekend to visit friends.
I walked into our bathroom, to see her shaving one of her well-toned legs; she was moving the razor over her calf, and up the underside of her thigh. Since her leg was on the sink, she was facing the mirror. I glanced at the mirror and noticed her landing strip of light hair covering her womanhood, and could see her petals starting to bloom. Looking up, I asked her if we could get a later start, while running my hands over her tight ass. As I started to run them lower, she turned and suggested if I stopped she would provide a reward later with her lips and mouth.
Her oral technique is second to none, having learned it during her time living with her previous boyfriend from age twenty to twenty-eight. He was six years older, and she would often comment about his physique, including the size of this cock, stamina, and the techniques they taught each other.
Moving away, I noticed her cunt lips were in full bloom, as my cock had risen in my sleeping pants. Smiling, my wife suggested I ensure my cock and balls were cleaned of any stubble, as the weekend might present some opportunities. Looking over at me, she ran her tongue over her lips, and whispered she liked when her mouth could slide easily up and down my shaft.
After showering and getting ready my wife asked me to wear a pair of shorts without underwear and a button down shirt. I noticed she was wearing a pair of khaki shorts and a light colored short sleeve blouse. My wife is 5"3", and at this time, she was wearing her hair longer, while having natural colored fingernails, beautiful legs and gloss-coated lips. Her hands, nails and lips were what excited and incited me sexually, as well as her jewelry; gold bracelet and earrings.
While shaving she approached and pulled the towel away from my body. My cock was at full mast, and became harder while she ran her fingers and nails up the sides of my torso. She told me to keep shaving, and grabbed some coconut butter to lube my cock. Running her right hand up the shaft, she teased me with a few long and slow strokes, spending an extra minute twisting her hand over my cock head. Pulling away, I watched in the mirror as she pulled her white lace panties into place. I was ready for action and yet knew it would be a while as we had a long drive ahead of us.
As we headed for the car, we were excited about getting away for the weekend. Upon entering the car, we rolled down the windows and prepared for the three-hour drive to Peoria. We proceeded down the entrance ramp to the expressway. My wife put on her sunglasses, and took off her flat sandals positioning her feet on the dashboard. I had a wonderful view of her perfect legs.
She proceeded to take out some of our favorite lotion which we used for massages, and rubbed her legs with the lotion. I could feel my cock start to stir and rise in my shorts. My wife caught me looking at her, smiled, and informed me to keep my eyes on the road. She leaned over and kissed my ear while running her hands, and nails down the inside of my right leg, I could feel my cock starting to strain under the fabric of my shorts.
She moved away and continued to rub the lotion on her legs, while reaching for her bag she said she needed a toy to make things more interesting. Pulling a long item from her bag encased in a tube, I thought it must be a vibrator. She said Eric her previous boyfriend gave it to her as gift, so she could remember him when he was away on business trips.
Pulling the dildo from the case, she let out a low moan; it was eight inches and looked entirely authentic. The head was large with a mushroom shape, a large vein running underneath the fake cock and multiple smaller veins cascading down the shaft.
Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a small jar of coconut butter. Unscrewing the lid, she reached in and grabbed the butter and used the fingers and palm of her right hand to coat the length of Eric's model. It shined in the sunlight appearing to be the real thing. She looked at me and let her tongue slid around the large mushroom head of the fake cock.