Her hair smells so sweet tickling my nose. She is so peaceful when she sleeps. The sheet gracefully flows down the curves of her body. It’s been 10 years to the day that I’ve been married to Mia, and I still cannot compose myself around her. Dawn shines through the blinds and highlights the hills and valleys of her body. I place my index finger on her shoulder and softly drag it down her arm. As my finger crawls down her, goosebumps mark my path. She sighs in her sweet, melodic voice and finds my hand with hers. Her fingers interlock with mine and she pulls me to her thigh, coaxing me to come closer.

I inch closer, my hand softly running up and down her thigh. I woke up with a hunger in my cock. My shaft is curved upwards with my tip peeking out of the top of my boxer briefs waistband. As I reach her, my chest is pressed to her back and my groin nestles between the mounds of her ample ass. Her hips shimmy as she presses back firmly against me. I slide my arm under her body and wrap my hand around to squeeze her firm breast through my t-shirt. I feel her nipple poking through the gap between my index and middle finger. I press my lips to the back of her neck, “Good morning beautiful.”

“Good morning… to both of you.” She chuckles back at me. I smile and push my hips slightly forward so she feels my bulge spreading her cheeks slightly wider. I keep kissing her neck and shoulder and back. My hand leaves her thigh and wraps around her stomach so she is caught in my tight embrace.

I raise my lips to her ear and whisper, “I need you.” Her body hums as she takes a deep satisfied breath.

“Take me then.” She breathily whispers back. My hand leaves her stomach and drags my underwear down past my ankles. Still playing with her breast and nipple, I use my other hand to grab the base of my cock and tilt it down between her legs. The curve of my member follows the mound of her pussy. Her body rocks back and forth, squeezing me between her thighs and grinding down my length. The skin of her thighs sticks against my cock and slowly masturbates me.

She turns her head as far as far as she can, looks back at me, and licks her hand, palm to fingertips. The spit glistens in the rising sunlight and she reaches down between her legs to lubricate me tip to base. She clenches my girthy shaft and uses my tip to push aside her panties. Slightly bending my now pulsing cock, I am pressed against her opening. I push my hips further and feel the mushroom of my head inside her damp lips. A spasm of pleasure courses up my spine. The grip that she has on me is firm, but soft. I push deeper and elicit a soft gasp.

I love the sounds she makes when she takes me. I thrust until she can’t take more of me. I find a building rhythm gliding in and out. I can feel her pussy stimulating every vein and ridge along my shaft.

“I love the way you fuck me baby. God, you feel so good!” She gasps in between thrusts. “I fucking love your cock and I love you.” I thrust faster, my face lost in the mess of her long, dark hair. I am panting and growling, my breath throwing her hair about. I lift my maroon shirt she wore to bed above her chest to reveal her heaving breasts. I grab both with my hands and use them as leverage to thrust deeper. The sound of her ass colliding with my pelvis nearly causes my cum to escape. I tease and pinch her nipples, while my shaft unrelentingly massages inside her with each deep penetrative thrust of my hips.

The sheets have fallen away and lay on the floor. Her legs are intertwined, causing her to squeeze my cock inside. Her nipples are hard in my hands and our gasps and moans feel as though they could wake the neighborhood. Her head tilts back and I raise mine up, fumbling for her lips until we meet for a passionate, drawn out kiss. Her lips are sweet and pillowy against mine and I love the taste of her in the morning. I hold my throbbing cock deep inside of her, my heartbeat pulsing in every vein, and erupt inside of her while our lips are connected. I want to be closer. I need to be closer. My hand reaches down to her pelvis and presses it back in to me so that no part of my shaft is not filling her. Our bodies shake and shudder as carnal ecstasy courses through us. I feel her body release and her orgasm rushes down my shaft.

We lie there, connected, the remaining drops of my cum spilling inside of her. Our breaths our synchronized, but we are both trying to slow our rapid heartbeats. “I love the feeling of your cum. I am just going to need more today. But first, I need coffee.”

I slowly pull myself out, leaving my tip just inside her pink lips to send one final twitch up my spine, and climb out of bed. I walk downstairs, cock swinging in the open air, droplets of our shared orgasm falling to the ground. Once I get downstairs, I grab two cups and pods and make our coffee. When it’s ready, I grab the cups, bare ass still out for the world to see, and climb the stairs to our room. About halfway up, I hear a familiar buzzing. I make it the rest of the way, turn into our room, and see my wife sitting up, vibrating wand in hand, and massaging her now slightly reddish pussy on the lowest pulse setting.

“Thanks babe,” she winks as I hand her coffee. “I thought I’d bring a friend out so you can watch and maybe it will bring your friend back to us.”

I look down and see the rays of sun glistening off of my shiny, flaccid cock hanging down. “You know I do love a show!” I climb in bed opposite her, head down by her knees, sipping my coffee.

I love watching her please herself. I watch the way her body rolls, her back arches. She bites her lip as the finds her spot, turning up the intensity. The wand buzzes as her toes curl. Her head rolls back and she begins panting, “I am so close. I’m so fucking close. Oh fuck.”

I lean over and playfully bite her thigh like a vicious animal and I hear the sweet high-pitched screams as she orgasms once again. She drops the vibrator on her leg, still buzzing, and groggily looks at me. “I knew that would do the trick.”

I look down and see myself rock hard at full attention again. “I want to taste you.”

“I don’t know that I can move yet after back to back orgasms, but I’m happy to have your mouth for round three,” she sleepily smiles at me.

“No worries, you are right where I want you anyway.” I turn off her toy and shove it under her pillow. I climb over and straddle her on all fours, my head by her pussy and my cock and balls hanging above her face. Part of my shaft is resting against her soft cheek.

She laughs, “Oh and what am I supposed to do with this?” She grabs my cock and grips it tight.

“I think you’ll figure it out,” I say slyly with a wink. The next second, my mouth is buried between her thighs. My tongue is painting a picture and her throbbing pussy is my canvas. My tongue flicks back and forth, up and down, swirling around her clit. I hear her moans muffled as her lips close around me. I lick faster and feel her rapidly stroking me into her mouth. She tastes delicious and I hungrily dive deeper for more. Her thighs tense and legs straighten as my tongue furiously rubs her clit. I place my hand between her thighs and spread her legs back open, not wanting to be pushed out and miss the climax. As her body starts rising and falling her legs quiver.

“Oh fuck, right there. Right there. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” She begs for me to bring her across the finish line. My tongue is dancing with her clit, feverishly circling and flickering and applying pressure. Flipping directions and maintaining my pace as her tension in her body builds. I can feel her ready to release, never pausing in milking my cock against her soft lips. Her breath stops, her lips stop polishing my tip, and the world freezes. And then a rush of cum leaves her body, the sheets throughly soaked. She heavily breathes and moans while she kisses my cock wrapped in her fingers.

She recovers and puts me back in her mouth as I lap up her juices with my tongue. She tastes so sweet against my lips. I can feel my will to hold it in diminishing as her tongue polishes me with all of the desire in the world.

“Oh fuck. I want to fuck your throat right now. I need to fuck your throat babe.” And I proceed to thrust my cock fully into her mouth, fucking my wife’s beautiful face. She lightly gags as I push deeper. I fuck her mouth faster. She claws my hips and pulls me down so that the base of my cock is pressed to her lips and holds me there. I let out a monstrous groan as endless streams of cum shoot down her throat. My legs are quaking and she is sucking me beyond the point of sanity. I have to pull out of her lips because my body physically cannot handle the stimulation. I roll on back and lay there, hands in my hair, staring at the ceiling and trying to comprehend how mind-blowing that was.

She slaps my inner thigh and it makes a loud pop. “You got anything left in the tank for me?” She says, expecting a resounding no after the amount of cum she just had to swallow.

My head tilts up slightly and I say, “Give me like 10 minutes and I’ll be good.” I can barely catch my breath so I may be overestimating myself here, but in a show of human excellence, I flip over and plant my lips on hers. We roll in the bed kissing, tongues lost in each other, hands covering every part of the other person’s body. Her ass in my hands as we roll over again feels at home as I squeeze and playfully bounce her cheeks. My limp cock is flapping against her pussy lips during our romp and after a few minutes I feel myself stiffening again.

Looking to seize the moment, I push her off of me and lay her on her stomach. I grab a pillow from my side of the bed, lift her hips up with one arm, and fold it under her to prop her ass in the air. I reach under her pillow and find her vibrating wand again and nestle it against the pillow under her so it is pressed against her now bright red and shiny pussy lips. I turn it on and hear the buzz and see her lips vibrating in response. I grab my slowly hardening cock, position my tip against her pussy lips and mash it against them to bring me fully back to life. Once again I am rock hard and plunge deep inside without warning. Her ass is pushed up in the air and I hear it clapping against me. I look down and see her ass swallowing all of me. I grab on to both cheeks after giving them a big smack and use them as leverage to pull myself deeper and faster.

I can feel the vibrations through her pussy on the shaft of my cock and feel it against my balls each thrust. I use my thumb to massage her asshole and hear moans of pleasure as she clenches on to the sheet and shoves her face in the mattress. My strength is diminishing but I don’t want to stop. I lay down prone on top of my wife, supporting my weight, but letting her feel the pressure of my body. I never stop thrusting and just feel the cushion of her ass against my groin. I find her hands with mine, interlocking our fingers, clenching the sheet together. We are nearly shouting as I fuck her with all of my might. My mouth is by her ear groaning and grunting, trying to give her all of me.

She crosses her legs and I lose all control of my faculties. Her lips are like a heavenly vice grip on my cock. My forehead is pressed between her shoulder blades, I can’t hold on. I feel her body go limp as she cums for me once again, and I proceed to fill her until my balls ache. I am spent. We have no energy left to give. Sweat is dripping from my face and hair. Her arms glisten with sweat of her own. I grab the back of her hair in my hand, lift her head up and turn it slightly to mine. My lips press firmly against hers and I let her head drop back to the mattress when we are done.

“Happy anniversary babe,” I choke out.

Muffled in the mattress, “Happy anniversary baby.”