After a long day and lots of banter and sexual energy flowing through our relationship with a new couple we were talking with; I was awoken from sleep to my husband gently kissing me awake. His lips were so soft and gentle, his beard was scruffy against my cheek. He kissed me deeply and sensually, he was communicating Each kiss bringing us closer and closer together wrapped underneath our bedroom blankets.

With his mouth on mine, he began to caress up my leg…down my side….and his fingers make their way under his t shirt that I wore to bed that night. He reaches my nipples and I let out an audible moan, he moaned right back into my kiss.

He whispered that he needed me to cum for him tonight and I instantly melted. I reached down to feel his cock and he firmly grabbed my wrist and held it away from his cock. My entire body reacted instantly and I writhed in pleasure. I knew tonight was one of those rare nights that he was going to deny and tease me. Our sexual chemistry is always focused on pleasure and sensuality and we love to make one another cum….Every once in a blue moon….he’ll treat me to a night like this where he won’t let me touch him which drives me absolutely wild.

After I writhed against his kiss and with his hand around my wrist- he moves my hands away from his cock. I am undone. As he kisses me deeply and sensually- I can feel his hard cock pushing against my thigh…and I’m dripping wet. I then try to touch him again…looking for that firm touch and denial again…he tells me no a second time and whispers that he needs me to be a good girl for him and cum…I can’t touch him tonight. I’m unraveling.

I start to grind against his body, mind aching for his touch and begging for his cock. He responds by touching me with his hands…teasing my inner thighs, running his hands up and down my sides, gently touching my nipples, but never on my clit.

He kisses me deeply, reaches behind my head and rakes his fingers by my scalp to grab my hair. He tilts my head back away from his lips and I’m now moaning into the air begging for his kiss. He holds my head away from his face and hovers over my lips, breathing and lightly moaning…the anticipation is electrifying.

My body is begging him for his touch and he takes his time to respond. After an eternity he kisses me deeply and gently pulls his hands in my hair. Every few moments or so he pulls away just far enough that I can’t kiss him..and I’m begging for him with my body again until he returns to my lips and skin.

I take his hand and immediately hover his over my pussy. With one motion his fingers are inside of me and he feels how wet the anticipation and wanting has made me. I’m moaning loudly into the night air. He is firm and thorough, deep and consistent. He fucks me with his fingers while I reach down with my own to touch my own needy clit.

His hard cock is still pressed against my thigh and it’s making me feral. I want him to fuck me so bad and I ask him to - and he says denies me again and that I should get my vibrator so I can cum for him.

After returning with the vibrator, he allows me to touch his cock over his shorts and it feels so fucking good. My hands feel full….he grabs my hair again and kisses me deeply. He takes my hand away from his cock again and I sheepishly ask him if he can spank me tonight.

He’s got my pussy so wet that I’m begging for his touch, in the form of hard slaps on my ass. Our normal fucking is filled with pleasure - this is a special rare request from me. He asks me how much I want to be spanked and I answer…enough. I bend over a bit and he kneels next to me on our bed and one of his thighs is under my body, so I can feel his hard cock that I desperately want in my pussy pushing into my body- so close but not permitted. I sneak strokes with my hand every now and then and he allows it …which only makes me wetter.

He hands me my vibrator and wants me to use it on myself, face down with my ass up. I’m exposed, vulnerable, embarrassed and grateful. I put it on my clit and his fingers gentlyyyy enter me from behind. I moan loudly and he whispers “good girl”.

I start circling my ass in the air as I writhe against the vibrator begging for his touch. He gently strokes my ass…one side…then the other…with his fingers still gently fucking me from behind. After what feels like an eternity…I whisper “please”. He begins to spank me…slowly and firmly. One cheek then the other. Rubbing and caressing in between. Taking his time, calculated and teasing. His cock is raging pressed into my body but not where I desperately need it to be.

I moan louder and louder, he runs his hands through my hair and never takes his fingers out of my needy pussy. I’m writhing on top of him bent over while he slaps my ass firmly and he gently audibly groans. I stroke his cock with one hand over his shorts while getting closer and closer to orgasm with my vibrator pressed against my clit.

I writhe down onto the bed and he slaps me firmer and I ask him for more. He obliges by increasing the tempo…but still with plenty of anticipation between each spank. I am losing it. I’m writhing beneath him after being caressed, gently touched, denied and left wanting, stroking his cock and touching my own clit. I’m in bliss. I mutter please and he starts to finger me firmer and deeper while spanking me and pushing his cock into my side and I immediately start to cum.

He moans alongside me as I grind my pussy against his fingers and my vibrator. My entire body is radiating waves of pleasure until my orgasm finally ends. He immediately takes me into his arms and just lets me process what happened. He allows me to feel safe and he starts to caress my ass. He whispers in my ear that I may have a few marks tomorrow because it got a little intense…I may feel it sitting. I whisper back that I love it….He continues to kiss me deeply and sensually, holding me firmly and gently at the same time. He whispers that he promises to save his cum for me for tomorrow like the good little cumslut I am.