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Chapter 4
Saturday, Aug 17th
I woke up the next morning alone. Jason had to be at work at 630am. I knew he had to be tired from last night. I became aware of the soreness in my vagina. I started thinking about the night before and I started to get horny again. I wasn’t sure my pussy could take it though. I went into the bathroom to shower and inspected myself in the mirror. As I knew I would, I had a small bruise on my ass cheeks. I looked at my pussy and it was dark red. I spread my lips apart and could see that I was still wet. I ran my finger through it and tasted it. Still buttery.
There was a newness to my relationship with my husband. I felt like I had just fallen in love with him again. The look in his eyes when he was over me in the bed was burned into my brain. The lust and wanting that shown through was an instant turn on. I tried to rub my pussy in the shower but it was sore from the night before.
All I could think about was the sex the night before. I wanted more and I wanted it now. Jason wouldn’t be home until after 7pm and it would be time to put our daughter to bed then. I didn’t want to wait that long. I decided that I would text him naughty messages throughout the day. He once told me that sexting with his past flings was a turn on and he enjoyed it. We never really did that I did not like the idea of sending nude or naughty photos of myself in a text, email, or any other means.
I picked up the phone and sent him a message:
Last night was fucking amazing. My pussy is wet and I want to fuck again!
He must not have been busy because he responded right away. Went back and forth:
Hell yea it was. We should do it again soon.
I didn’t know you had it in you this whole time.
I didn’t know you wanted it
I just tasted my pussy
Do you like it?
Yes!
I love the taste of your pussy. It’s best when you are ovulating.
We texted back and forth for hours. I had to change my panties 3 times before lunch because I kept soaking them. During naptime I couldn’t take it anymore and had to bust out my toy. For the first time in our marriage, I sent a photo via text to Jason. I pulled my shorts to the side and sent him a picture of the small toy near the opening to my wet vagina.
It took him a few moments to reply but I could tell he was enjoying it.
I went back to playing. I kept going back to standing in the basement, blindfolded, and naked. The feeling of his hands smacking my skin and the uncertainty of what was coming next. Even the way he just left me in the basement after he had his way with me was just making me hot. I ran the small vibe over my clit, enjoying the sensations mixed with my memories. It wasn’t long before my breathing was slow and rhythmic. My vagina was still sore, but the pleasure was more. I began to move my hips in slow gyrations wishing my husband’s dick was in me. My orgasm built as I pressed the vibe harder against my clit. With my free hand I cupped my DD breasts and squeezed my nipples between my fingers. I had to remain silent, my daughter was a few rooms down, in naptime, so she wouldn’t hear my moans and come in.
With the hand that was playing with my tits, I gripped the sheets and arched my back. My orgasm pulsed through me and I could feel the muscles in my vagina contract and release several times. When it was over, I laid on the bed for a few moments to collect myself. It was nothing like the orgasm I had last night, and I wanted more.
A text from Jason landed on my phone and my heart sank as I read it.
I bet that guy was pissed. He probably thought he was going to get laid. Good thing he didn’t finger you or something or he would have had blue balls.
I never told Jason that he actually did finger me. I was hoping that it would never come up and that I could push the night out of mind. I felt like a whore for violating my husbands trust. Now that things were finally good, I didn’t want to hurt us again. After several minutes I decided that I should tell him, he deserved that and after all we were in the middle of telling our secrets to each other. We needed our marriage to be more open and honest to prevent walls.
Babe, you are probably not gonna want to talk to me anymore, but he did finger me.
I stared at the screen waiting for a response. Finally, one popped up.
Wow. How many fingers?
Two I think, I’m not sure. It just kind of happened.
How do you just kind of happened to get fingered? Wouldn’t you notice a hand moving up toward your pussy and then going in it?
I stopped it though.
It’s okay. Im not mad. Honestly, I am so turned on by it that my dick is throbbing. Did it turn you on?
Well yea, it felt great.
The entire day we talked about nothing but sex. We even planned a sexy date for later in the weekend. I was going to wear a short dress without panties and flash my vagina at strangers. I never imagined that other people seeing me naked or touching me would turn my husband on. I was relieved that he wasn’t pissed at me and that Wednesday night’s events didn’t destroy my marriage, but rather seemed to help it. Still, I would rather not relieve it.
I couldn’t wait to see Jason when he got home. I ended up going through all my underwear in these few short days. It was a release of 10 years of sexual tension. When he finally did walk in, I was sitting at the kitchenette table eating dinner with our daughter. Our eyes locked and we smiled at each other. I took him into the hall out of site of our daughter. He immediately pressed me against the wall and started to kiss me. As our lips locked, I felt his dick through his pants. I loved how it felt. Our daughter called for me and I had to get back to her.
Jason put our daughter to bed. While he was doing the bedtime routine, I climbed into bed and had a small surprise for him. I took my bottoms off and placed my Little Rooster toy on my clit. I loved the way the toy felt and it was very quiet. He climbed into bed and we started talking again about our relationship. It was important that we communicate. The communication had really improved over the recent events and I believe that was what was truly fixing us. However, we would have plenty of time to talk, I wanted to fuck. I was getting antsy waiting for him to touch me. What was taking him so long?
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and I grabbed is hand and placed over my pussy. I thought he would be surprised but all he said was, “I know.” He was teasing me, wanting to see how long I would last. I rubbed his hand over my mound praying for him to be in me. I never realized how much I loved his cock before. I ripped my shirt off. He couldn’t take it anymore and stuck a finger in me. Now I am not sure if it was the moment or what, but the way he was fingering me was different. In 33 years, I have never had an orgasm from being fingered.
He stuck two of them in me and the way he was doing it, he was hitting spots that never get touched. And it felt amazing. While he was finger me, he did something else he had never done before, he talked dirty to me. Telling me how wet my pussy was and how good it felt. He asked me what I was thinking about and I told him his dick in me. He asked me if I wanted a threesome and I shook my head yes. I couldn’t talk. He was really going fast and his palms were slapping my clit. This combined with the way his fingers were hitting me and I couldn’t hold back anymore.
I felt my vagina clamp around his fingers, my abdomen tightened, and my body tried to push his hands out of me. He kept going and I could hear a sloshing sound as he kept pounding me with his hands. The orgasm rose up and I gripped the sheets. I tried to sit up to see what was happening, but my abdomen was so contracted I couldn’t move. I cried out with pleasure as he kept going. The orgasm was so intense, I couldn’t see, I could barely catch my breath, and the only thing in the room I was aware of was how great my pussy felt.
Jason let out a giddy laugh and told me that he thought I had squirted. I was a little confused at first and then I noticed that my ass and inner thigh felt wet. I sat up and there was a large wet spot on the sheets. Holy shit, I never imagined I could squirt, much less have an orgasm from fingers. I wanted to try again. This time he got up out of bed and positioned himself so he could use his right hand. He fingered me again, this time it felt even better since he was right-handed. He had more speed and force. Again, the palm of his hand smacked my clit and he hit the right spot with his fingers. I had another abdomen crunching orgasm and this team I saw the fluid squirting out of my pussy. After the orgasm I just laid there trying to catch my breath. My vagina kept contracting and relaxing as the orgasm continued for several seconds after he was done.
Jason then grabbed me by the waist and forcefully spun me around so my legs were off the bed. He put them up on his shoulders and thrust his dick into me. I felt his member spread me apart as my mouth dropped open and I gasped. He was in me deep. He started to fuck me hard and fast. The whole time talking dirty to me.
“You like this dick in you, you like how I fuck this pussy? You think about other guys fucking you? You want to be greedy, suck a dick while being fucked? I kept answering yes. I really wasn’t paying much attention to what he was saying. I was only focused on his penis in me. I never felt this way before and I came twice more. My pussy was starting to get too sensitive and the stimulation was too much. I couldn’t do anything about it because of how he was holding me, and I honestly was just too weak.
He then dragged me off the bed so that I was on the floor. He put his dick up to my face. It was glistening with a white cream from my vagina. I opened my mouth and sucked it all off. While sucking his duck, I massaged his balls and he ran his hands through my hair, then around my neck. He scratched my upper back with his nails and I was ready to fuck again.
“I’m going to come,” he said as he started to moan and let loose of his semen. I felt it hit the back of my throat. I swallowed all of it as he squirted about three times into my mouth. It was hard to keep up with the thick, salty goo. When we he was done, I expected the night to be over. I was honestly impressed that he lasted this long but he had a surprise for me. He then pushed my back so that I fell forward onto all fours and he began to finger my pussy from behind. This time he was using three fingers. Almost immediately I squirted again. I looked down between my legs and could see it running down his arms and dripping onto the floor. It made me slippery. He kept fingering me and as the orgasm subsided, I felt a burning in my ass. A finger had made its way into my asshole. I didn’t much care for it, but I let him keep going. I had another orgasm and this time I just fell onto the floor.
I was laying on my stomach gasping to catch my breath when I felt him spread my legs and then enter my vagina from behind. I was so sensitive I came almost immediately, however; they were getting less intense and more painful. It felt like several minutes, but after about a minute or two he pulled out of me and I heard him moan as I felt something wet and warm land on my ass cheeks. I laid there, a sweaty heap on the floor. My vagina was pulsating with pleasure and pain. I felt something cold on my ass as he must have gotten and got a wet towel to wipe his cum off me. When he was done, he rolled me over onto my back and kissed me passionately.
The next seven days were pretty much the same story. We fucked every moment we got the chance. By the seventh day, Jason said that his dick just couldn’t take it anymore. We cooled down after that, but our marriage had changed for the better. In those four days, a lot of issues that we had in our marriage seemed to make sense. I didn’t want to believe that sex was so important to the marriage, but as I found out, it is easy to be unfaithful when your needs are not met. Maslow even knew this when he developed his hierarchy of needs. Reproduction is on the first level of physiological needs. Love and relationships is the third level. According to Maslow, you could not advance to the next level until the levels below were met.
END
Saturday, Aug 17th
I woke up the next morning alone. Jason had to be at work at 630am. I knew he had to be tired from last night. I became aware of the soreness in my vagina. I started thinking about the night before and I started to get horny again. I wasn’t sure my pussy could take it though. I went into the bathroom to shower and inspected myself in the mirror. As I knew I would, I had a small bruise on my ass cheeks. I looked at my pussy and it was dark red. I spread my lips apart and could see that I was still wet. I ran my finger through it and tasted it. Still buttery.
There was a newness to my relationship with my husband. I felt like I had just fallen in love with him again. The look in his eyes when he was over me in the bed was burned into my brain. The lust and wanting that shown through was an instant turn on. I tried to rub my pussy in the shower but it was sore from the night before.
All I could think about was the sex the night before. I wanted more and I wanted it now. Jason wouldn’t be home until after 7pm and it would be time to put our daughter to bed then. I didn’t want to wait that long. I decided that I would text him naughty messages throughout the day. He once told me that sexting with his past flings was a turn on and he enjoyed it. We never really did that I did not like the idea of sending nude or naughty photos of myself in a text, email, or any other means.
I picked up the phone and sent him a message:
Last night was fucking amazing. My pussy is wet and I want to fuck again!
He must not have been busy because he responded right away. Went back and forth:
Hell yea it was. We should do it again soon.
I didn’t know you had it in you this whole time.
I didn’t know you wanted it
I just tasted my pussy
Do you like it?
Yes!
I love the taste of your pussy. It’s best when you are ovulating.
We texted back and forth for hours. I had to change my panties 3 times before lunch because I kept soaking them. During naptime I couldn’t take it anymore and had to bust out my toy. For the first time in our marriage, I sent a photo via text to Jason. I pulled my shorts to the side and sent him a picture of the small toy near the opening to my wet vagina.
It took him a few moments to reply but I could tell he was enjoying it.
I went back to playing. I kept going back to standing in the basement, blindfolded, and naked. The feeling of his hands smacking my skin and the uncertainty of what was coming next. Even the way he just left me in the basement after he had his way with me was just making me hot. I ran the small vibe over my clit, enjoying the sensations mixed with my memories. It wasn’t long before my breathing was slow and rhythmic. My vagina was still sore, but the pleasure was more. I began to move my hips in slow gyrations wishing my husband’s dick was in me. My orgasm built as I pressed the vibe harder against my clit. With my free hand I cupped my DD breasts and squeezed my nipples between my fingers. I had to remain silent, my daughter was a few rooms down, in naptime, so she wouldn’t hear my moans and come in.
With the hand that was playing with my tits, I gripped the sheets and arched my back. My orgasm pulsed through me and I could feel the muscles in my vagina contract and release several times. When it was over, I laid on the bed for a few moments to collect myself. It was nothing like the orgasm I had last night, and I wanted more.
A text from Jason landed on my phone and my heart sank as I read it.
I bet that guy was pissed. He probably thought he was going to get laid. Good thing he didn’t finger you or something or he would have had blue balls.
I never told Jason that he actually did finger me. I was hoping that it would never come up and that I could push the night out of mind. I felt like a whore for violating my husbands trust. Now that things were finally good, I didn’t want to hurt us again. After several minutes I decided that I should tell him, he deserved that and after all we were in the middle of telling our secrets to each other. We needed our marriage to be more open and honest to prevent walls.
Babe, you are probably not gonna want to talk to me anymore, but he did finger me.
I stared at the screen waiting for a response. Finally, one popped up.
Wow. How many fingers?
Two I think, I’m not sure. It just kind of happened.
How do you just kind of happened to get fingered? Wouldn’t you notice a hand moving up toward your pussy and then going in it?
I stopped it though.
It’s okay. Im not mad. Honestly, I am so turned on by it that my dick is throbbing. Did it turn you on?
Well yea, it felt great.
The entire day we talked about nothing but sex. We even planned a sexy date for later in the weekend. I was going to wear a short dress without panties and flash my vagina at strangers. I never imagined that other people seeing me naked or touching me would turn my husband on. I was relieved that he wasn’t pissed at me and that Wednesday night’s events didn’t destroy my marriage, but rather seemed to help it. Still, I would rather not relieve it.
I couldn’t wait to see Jason when he got home. I ended up going through all my underwear in these few short days. It was a release of 10 years of sexual tension. When he finally did walk in, I was sitting at the kitchenette table eating dinner with our daughter. Our eyes locked and we smiled at each other. I took him into the hall out of site of our daughter. He immediately pressed me against the wall and started to kiss me. As our lips locked, I felt his dick through his pants. I loved how it felt. Our daughter called for me and I had to get back to her.
Jason put our daughter to bed. While he was doing the bedtime routine, I climbed into bed and had a small surprise for him. I took my bottoms off and placed my Little Rooster toy on my clit. I loved the way the toy felt and it was very quiet. He climbed into bed and we started talking again about our relationship. It was important that we communicate. The communication had really improved over the recent events and I believe that was what was truly fixing us. However, we would have plenty of time to talk, I wanted to fuck. I was getting antsy waiting for him to touch me. What was taking him so long?
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and I grabbed is hand and placed over my pussy. I thought he would be surprised but all he said was, “I know.” He was teasing me, wanting to see how long I would last. I rubbed his hand over my mound praying for him to be in me. I never realized how much I loved his cock before. I ripped my shirt off. He couldn’t take it anymore and stuck a finger in me. Now I am not sure if it was the moment or what, but the way he was fingering me was different. In 33 years, I have never had an orgasm from being fingered.
He stuck two of them in me and the way he was doing it, he was hitting spots that never get touched. And it felt amazing. While he was finger me, he did something else he had never done before, he talked dirty to me. Telling me how wet my pussy was and how good it felt. He asked me what I was thinking about and I told him his dick in me. He asked me if I wanted a threesome and I shook my head yes. I couldn’t talk. He was really going fast and his palms were slapping my clit. This combined with the way his fingers were hitting me and I couldn’t hold back anymore.
I felt my vagina clamp around his fingers, my abdomen tightened, and my body tried to push his hands out of me. He kept going and I could hear a sloshing sound as he kept pounding me with his hands. The orgasm rose up and I gripped the sheets. I tried to sit up to see what was happening, but my abdomen was so contracted I couldn’t move. I cried out with pleasure as he kept going. The orgasm was so intense, I couldn’t see, I could barely catch my breath, and the only thing in the room I was aware of was how great my pussy felt.
Jason let out a giddy laugh and told me that he thought I had squirted. I was a little confused at first and then I noticed that my ass and inner thigh felt wet. I sat up and there was a large wet spot on the sheets. Holy shit, I never imagined I could squirt, much less have an orgasm from fingers. I wanted to try again. This time he got up out of bed and positioned himself so he could use his right hand. He fingered me again, this time it felt even better since he was right-handed. He had more speed and force. Again, the palm of his hand smacked my clit and he hit the right spot with his fingers. I had another abdomen crunching orgasm and this team I saw the fluid squirting out of my pussy. After the orgasm I just laid there trying to catch my breath. My vagina kept contracting and relaxing as the orgasm continued for several seconds after he was done.
Jason then grabbed me by the waist and forcefully spun me around so my legs were off the bed. He put them up on his shoulders and thrust his dick into me. I felt his member spread me apart as my mouth dropped open and I gasped. He was in me deep. He started to fuck me hard and fast. The whole time talking dirty to me.
“You like this dick in you, you like how I fuck this pussy? You think about other guys fucking you? You want to be greedy, suck a dick while being fucked? I kept answering yes. I really wasn’t paying much attention to what he was saying. I was only focused on his penis in me. I never felt this way before and I came twice more. My pussy was starting to get too sensitive and the stimulation was too much. I couldn’t do anything about it because of how he was holding me, and I honestly was just too weak.
He then dragged me off the bed so that I was on the floor. He put his dick up to my face. It was glistening with a white cream from my vagina. I opened my mouth and sucked it all off. While sucking his duck, I massaged his balls and he ran his hands through my hair, then around my neck. He scratched my upper back with his nails and I was ready to fuck again.
“I’m going to come,” he said as he started to moan and let loose of his semen. I felt it hit the back of my throat. I swallowed all of it as he squirted about three times into my mouth. It was hard to keep up with the thick, salty goo. When we he was done, I expected the night to be over. I was honestly impressed that he lasted this long but he had a surprise for me. He then pushed my back so that I fell forward onto all fours and he began to finger my pussy from behind. This time he was using three fingers. Almost immediately I squirted again. I looked down between my legs and could see it running down his arms and dripping onto the floor. It made me slippery. He kept fingering me and as the orgasm subsided, I felt a burning in my ass. A finger had made its way into my asshole. I didn’t much care for it, but I let him keep going. I had another orgasm and this time I just fell onto the floor.
I was laying on my stomach gasping to catch my breath when I felt him spread my legs and then enter my vagina from behind. I was so sensitive I came almost immediately, however; they were getting less intense and more painful. It felt like several minutes, but after about a minute or two he pulled out of me and I heard him moan as I felt something wet and warm land on my ass cheeks. I laid there, a sweaty heap on the floor. My vagina was pulsating with pleasure and pain. I felt something cold on my ass as he must have gotten and got a wet towel to wipe his cum off me. When he was done, he rolled me over onto my back and kissed me passionately.
The next seven days were pretty much the same story. We fucked every moment we got the chance. By the seventh day, Jason said that his dick just couldn’t take it anymore. We cooled down after that, but our marriage had changed for the better. In those four days, a lot of issues that we had in our marriage seemed to make sense. I didn’t want to believe that sex was so important to the marriage, but as I found out, it is easy to be unfaithful when your needs are not met. Maslow even knew this when he developed his hierarchy of needs. Reproduction is on the first level of physiological needs. Love and relationships is the third level. According to Maslow, you could not advance to the next level until the levels below were met.
END
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