I haven’t been to this site in years but wanted to share an experience I had yesterday. I woke this morning, rock hard, after dreaming about yesterday’s experience. It encouraged me to come back to this site.
I will begin by describing my relationship. My wife and I have a great sexual relationship. At one time I was concerned when sex dropped from five times a week, to four, three, and stayed steady at two. We are in our mid-fifties now and I realize that I am very lucky, happy and fulfilled. We are very much in love and very sexually attracted to each other. Her soft touch and DDD breasts drive me wild.
Like any one, I masturbate from time to time, but, usually try to save it up for my wife. I love cumming inside her so much I often think about squirting my semen nowhere but deep inside her wet pussy, where it belongs. Of course that proves to be unrealistic from time to time, but I love that I feel that way.
In recent years I have learned that I shouldn’t complain about a twice a week sex life. I am very lucky and the sex seems better than ever. When I do find the need for a release and she is tired from a long day, she often helps me. I love lying naked on the bed with her, spooning the side of my body. She presses one breast into my side, the other lying upon my chest. Sometimes her clothes are on and sometimes not. I get a thrill knowing she enjoys watching me stroke myself. I love the sound the lube makes as I slide my hand up and down my cock. Now that the kids are all moved out the house, I can enjoy myself and moan as loud as I want.
My wife looks so beautiful with her eyes widened, taking it all in. She usually cups and massages my balls while I stroke myself, whispering naughty words of encouragement, when I get close to orgasm. Usually, soon after I hear the naughty whispers in my ear, I feel that familiar feeling of my orgasm building. I love that feeling, know that I will soon be squirting semen all over my belly. My wife often comments on how much she enjoys watching that. Afterwards, while I lay in post orgasmic bliss, she always goes into the bathroom and brings a wet, warm washcloth. She usually hands me the washcloth but occasionally, if she really enjoyed the show, she will clean up the mess herself.
Now for the story that encouraged me to come back to this site and share.
We had traveled to my son’s house for Thanksgiving and spent almost a week there. We had a wonderful time, staying up with long tiring days. Sex was not even a thought. When we got home my wife caught a bad cold and felt horrible. She wasn’t feeling sexy and was too exhausted to get in the mood. I’m sure she would have helped me with my self-loving release, but I felt it was too selfish of me to ask. On two occasions I told her I was going to go upstairs to “take care of business” and she nodded with approval, later inquiring if it was enjoyable. I told her it was, but she was missed.
Finally yesterday morning, after three weeks without intercourse, she came to me after her shower. She said she was feeling better and needed some “playtime”. After going to the bedroom and starting with our usual foreplay, we both noticed she wasn't getting as wet as she usually does. I assume this was because of her recent illnesses. She has always felt blessed to be in her 50s and continue to easily get a soaking wet pussy and achieve multiple orgasms during foreplay and intercourse. She often talks about how she loves the feeling of her juice, dripping from her pussy, down into her ass cheeks. She doesn’t like to give in and use lube, so yesterday morning I went down on her, sucking on her clit while I massaged her g-spot with two fingers. She came quick and hard and without hesitation I mounted her and fucked her to another quick orgasm, but noticed she wasn’t as wet as she usually is. It got stuck in my head that she was getting sore, from the dryness and I knew that I wasn’t going to be able climax. I pulled out and she apologized, saying she still wasn’t feeling 100%. She went back into the bathroom to finish her post shower routine.
I was feeling sorry for myself and though about finishing myself alone, but decided to go into the bathroom. I saw my wife, naked, in front of the mirror and stared at her beautiful face and large plump breasts as she was using her hair straightener. I looked down at her cute ass and started gently rubbing it. My cock hardened again and I began stroking it with my free hand. It felt so good touching her, my head against the back of her shoulder while I was pleasuring myself. It was so arousing glancing into the mirror seeing her continuing her routine yet giving me access to her body. I continued rubbing my cock on her ass reaching around and rubbing her breasts all while hearing her preparing her self for the day. It felt so good rubbing her back, kissing her shoulder, my cock so hard in my hand. I loved exploring her body from behind. While my groping continued I noticed her legs spread slightly. I looked in the mirror and saw her eyes closed with her head tilted back. My hand reached around to her pussy. Her clit was engorged and pussy wet. I gently rubbed and teased her clit, holding her against me with her ass tight on my leg. When her body shook with climax I uncontrollably moaned as my orgasm grew and squirted all over the bathroom floor.
This was something we had never done before but I believe I will initiate again.
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