This is a story written by my wife, to me, the day after the events depicted. This story has no embellishments. It is exactly how her night unfolded. Names have been changed.

On the way home from the gig, James slid his hand up my bare thighs and started stroking my pussy through my underwear. I reached across and returned the favour, teasing his burgeoning cock through his jeans. I looked at him and saw the struggle in his face as he tried to focus on not driving us off the side of the road.

When we parked up and moved the gear out of the car, I went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. Perching myself on the sideboard to drink it, James walked into the kitchen and positioned himself between my legs, pushing my dress up around my hips, and pressing himself against me. I kissed him, teasing his tongue with mine, biting his lips. He let out a moan, which I took as my signal to make my way upstairs.

As I went to climb the stairs, I stopped to grab my handbag. As I bent over, James slipped a hand up the skirt of my dress and cupped my pussy from behind, his fingertips stroking my clit. I sighed and backed up onto his hand, putting more pressure on my clit. A wanton moan escaped my lips, and I allowed him to carry on for a few moments before heading upstairs.

After brushing our teeth, we went into the bedroom and I took off my dress. James ran his hands over me, making approving noises at my emerald green lingerie. He cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples through the thin material. I gasped, and kissed him again, deeply.

“Enough teasing,” I thought. I unclipped my bra and wiggled out of my thong, while James stripped off. I lay down on the bed, and James leant over me, kissing my lips, my neck, my collarbones, my breasts. He shifted to position himself between my legs, and trailed kisses down my inner thighs, first one side, then the other, closer and closer each time to the apex.

Finally, I felt his tongue stroke over my pussy, his tongue wide and sweeping slowly and gently from bottom to top, towards my clit, until at last the tip of his tongue swept over the sensitive bud and I felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through me.

James continued to tease my now sopping wet pussy with his tongue, flicking up and down, circling his fingertip round my entrance, working me into a frenzy. I writhed with pleasure, clawing at the bedsheets.

James knelt up, and pulled me roughly down the bed towards him. Putting my legs over his shoulders, he pressed his cock to my pussy, and slowly slid inside, gently stretching me to take his girth. I gasped and arched my back, sinking myself down his full length. I felt him swell inside me, and he let out a moan.

He thrust into me, again and again, and each time a pulse of pleasure throbbed through my body. I could feel him stiffen, and his moans became louder - he was going to come, and I was not ready for that to happen. I pulled away from him, and made him lay down. I moved my mouth to his chest, and bit his nipple, licking and sweeping my tongue in circles around it. I bit a little too hard, and James winced, gasping lightly. I eased off, but continued teasing his nipple with my tongue, and nipping at it gently.

After a moment, a devilish thought entered my head - I really want to taste myself on his cock.

I moved down the bed, taking his length in my hand. Slowly, I ran my tongue from the base to the tip, then placed my lips around the head and took him into my mouth. I felt his hips buck a little, and he let out a moan. I pushed down and felt my lips graze the base of his cock. His hips bucked again, forcing himself deeper into my throat. I wriggled my tongue across the shaft as he pressed the full length of his cock into my mouth.

I moved my lips back up his cock, licking and sucking at the head, teasing the spot at the base of the head with the tip of my tongue. James moaned and quivered, and I carried on sucking his cock.

I needed him inside me again, but I ached to feel his mouth on my pussy again first. He obliged, biting and sucking on my clit while he slipped his fingers inside my pussy. I wriggled my hips and felt myself slide down his fingers. He laved over the sensitive spot within me, and I quivered, pleasure pulsing through me. He moved a finger and pressed it against my ass, but I wriggled away; a non-verbal “no”.

I didn’t know at the time, but I’d taken all of his fingers inside me, stretching me and making me sopping wet.

“Fuck me,” I purred, and James obediently knelt between my legs once again, and pushed his thick cock into me. He bent my legs either side of him, and thrust hard and deep into me. I gasped and grabbed at his thighs, sinking my nails into them, pulling him closer into me. He fucked me hard as I moaned and gasped.

After a while he moved my legs back over his shoulders, and thrust down into me. I felt him stiffen and swell inside me again, and I gasped. Pleasure pulsing through me again, I grabbed the metal bars of the headboard, and pushed against them, giving me more strength to push against his thrusts, taking him deeper inside me.

I gasped and moaned as I felt him nearing his climax. He shuddered and with one huge thrust, I felt him fill me up, his cock throbbing inside me as he came.

I woke up the next morning to him laying naked next to me. It didn’t take long for round 2 to start.

I reached down and started gently stroking his cock, feeling him slowly swell and stand to attention. He moaned appreciatively as my hand swept up and down the shaft, and rubbed at the head of his cock.

I didn’t give him long to enjoy this before I suggested to him that his tongue needed to be against my pussy, and he obliged, moving down the bed to once again swirl his tongue around my clit and between my folds, and slipping all 4 of his fingers inside me once more, making the most of my already soaking wet pussy. I once again pushed down on his hand, taking as much as I could as he continued to lick and suck at my clit.

James moved back up my body, and slipped his fingers into my mouth, allowing me to taste myself on him. I ran my tongue over his fingers, lapping up every last bit. When I’d finished, I kissed him as he slipped his cock inside me. I gasped against his lips, and he started to gently thrust into me.

The pulsating pleasure returned, one throb for each thrust of his hips. The way he had positioned himself meant the head of his cock gently skimmed across that hidden spot on my walls. It felt delicious - like a storm of ecstasy rumbling just under the surface, but not breaking through. I ached for the burst of pleasure that came with hitting that spot head on, but at the same time I loved the gentle tease which was beginning to built up to a huge orgasm just waiting in the wings.

After a while, James told me to get my ass to the edge of the bed, and bend over. I obliged, on my knees with my ass in the air, positioning my pussy in just the right place for him to slip inside me once again. I grabbed handfuls of bedsheets and used them to push myself back onto his cock, making him push deeper into me, his whole length stroking in and out of me. He started to pick up speed, pounding his cock into my pussy and making me stifle my moans into the mattress.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed my big “O”. I moved so I was laying on my back across the bed, my head almost off the edge. James moved to kneel between my legs once again, and placing my legs over his shoulders, he bent me double as he drove his cock down hard into my pussy.

I gasped as a shockwave of pleasure tore through me - that was the spot! “Don’t you dare fucking move!” I gasped at James, and he smiled and nodded, pile-driving me into the mattress. I gasped and clawed at him as I felt my orgasm build, until it reached its peak. I pushed back against his cock as wave after wave of ecstasy rolled through me, my body quivering and my muscles tensing as my orgasm continued.

“I’m gonna come…” James gasped, and I nodded while still quaking through my own climax. I’d had mine, why not let him have his?

After a few more hard thrusts, there came the tell-tale moans and throbbing, his cock swelling inside me. He came hard, filling my pussy once again, as we both ended our climax together, and collapsed back onto the mattress, gasping and quivering with the aftershocks.