A Decade of Desire
When I was 28, I met the woman of my dreams. Claire was a short, thick brunette bombshell—gorgeous tits, a beautiful ass, and curves that made my head spin. She was 100% out of my league, yet somehow she chose me. We got married, and recently we celebrated our tenth anniversary. Our sex life was never stale, but it had become a little predictable. There wasn’t much spontaneity, partly my fault. I like to shower before sex—I don’t want to go down on her or have her go down on me after a long day at work and the gym. So our routine was consistent: shower first, then play. Still, we both had a strong sex drive and made love four or five times a week.
Tonight started like most nights. We snuggled on the couch while she sipped a couple of glasses of wine and I enjoyed an Old Fashioned. She loves when I rub her feet, and though I wouldn’t call it a fetish, I’m definitely a foot admirer. The way it turns her on always gets me going too.
Claire lay on her back with her feet in my lap. I gently rubbed them, and every few seconds a soft moan escaped her lips. Each moan made my cock harder. After a while, she started rubbing my erection with the foot I wasn’t massaging. Both a little tipsy, I stood up, leaned over, and kissed her deeply.
“Okay, baby. I’ll get in the shower,” I said.
“Sounds great,” Claire replied with a smile.
I showered quickly, making sure I was freshly shaved, soaped up, and rinsed off. When I walked into the bedroom, there she was—lying on the bed with her legs spread, fingers circling her clit. Porn was playing on the television. She slipped her fingers into her mouth, sucking them clean.
“Mmmm… you better get over here and eat this pussy, babe.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I answered, grinning.
I climbed onto the bed and slid between her legs. My tongue ran slowly between her lips and up to her clit, flicking it with light suction. I moved my tongue left to right quickly as her moans grew louder. My hands explored her body, spreading her ass cheeks while my thumb teased her tight hole.
“Ohhh yes!” she cried out.
I dragged my tongue down, licking her asshole. “Mmm, fuck baby, that feels so good,” Claire moaned. I moved back to her clit, my thumb pressing deeper into her ass as I worked her with my tongue. Her moans turned into loud cries. She grabbed the back of my head and shoved my face into her soaked pussy.
“Oh my God, yes, baby! You’re doing so good. Please don’t stop… mmm, yes, that’s it. Keep going—I’m gonna cum, baby! Ohhh fuck!”
She started to squirt all over my face, her legs shaking violently. I kept licking her gently as she pushed me away from her sensitive clit, each light touch sending jolts through her body. Holy fuck.
She flipped me over and crawled on top, kissing me so I could taste her on her tongue. She ground her wet pussy against my rock-hard cock, then kissed her way down my body. She kissed the tip, then worked her lips down the shaft to my balls, licking and sucking them.
“Oh my God, baby,” I moaned.
She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, one hand stroking me while the other massaged my balls. She took me deeper, bobbing her head as her spit-coated hand slid down to my ass. She teased my hole, then spread my legs and slowly slid a finger inside.
“Holy shit, baby…”
“I thought you might like that,” she said with a wicked smile. She fucked my ass with her finger while sucking my cock harder.
“Holy fuck, honey, that’s so good,” I groaned. As she sped up, I warned her, “Oh my God, honey, you have to stop—you’re gonna make me cum.”
She slowed down, climbed back on top, and gripped my cock. She lowered herself onto me, her tight pussy taking every inch. We both moaned in unison as she started riding me. Her hand wrapped around my throat while she bounced up and down. My hands roamed up to massage her tits. Her moans grew louder. She moved her thumb to my lips; I opened my mouth instinctively and she slid it in, fucking my mouth with it while her other hand worked her clit.
Moments later she came hard again, which pushed me over the edge. I squeezed her hips and filled her pussy with my cum. She collapsed onto my chest as our breathing slowed. I gently scratched her back.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you too,” Claire whispered back. She rolled off me, and we got cleaned up. She slipped on a nightie and climbed into bed. I big-spooned her, holding her close.
After a few quiet moments, she said, “I think I want to try something different.”
“Yeah? Like what?” I asked.
“Roleplay, maybe.”
“Okay?” I replied, a little curious.
“I want you to worship my pussy… and I want to peg you.”
“Really?” I said, surprised.
“Who knows? Maybe you’ll like it.”
“I’m down.”
I kissed her on the cheek and whispered in her ear, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
I fell asleep holding her tight, excited about what new adventures our next chapter might bring.
