Always Hot for You

Always Hot for You
With a baby waking up three times in one night prior to today I’m exhausted with a headache by the time night rolls around. It’s eight o’clock and both of my girls are finally asleep. My husband is working later than usual and I lay down in bed and close my eyes. It isn’t long until I find my mind fading off to sleep. Woof! Woof! Woof! I awake abruptly by our dog barking. “Hey, buddy!” My husband’s voice greets our annoyingly loud canine whom I hear clicking his toenails in excited movement on the floor, greeting his master back. I love our dog and that he watches out for us, but he sounds the alarm even when it’s just my husband coming home and that has a downside. He better not have woken up the baby. I roll over onto my stomach and pick up my phone to check the time. It’s around nine. Maybe I actually dozed off. It doesn’t make a difference in how I feel though. Sleep is hovering within my grasp still so I close my eyes again. Suddenly my husband comes into our room and plops down on top of me. I groan in annoyance. He’d better not think we’re doing anything tonight. I’m not in a good mood, I’m tired, there’s the head ache, and… oh wow, I love it when he reaches around and cups my breasts and thumbs over my nipples… No, I am going to sleep. My mind is made up. Sex wasn’t on the menu. “How are you, baby?” he asks, continuing his featherlight massage. My nipples are growing perky and the pleasurable sensations of his massaging is forming a knot of desire deep inside my groin. The feeling of his erection growing against my ass only further perks my sexual interest. I want him inside of me and I don’t care if I’m tired. I flip around underneath him, I’m still under the covers and I face him, his erection presses to my navel. I’m impressed always at the size of him. “I’m tired and I have a head ache.” I say. My logical mind’s last ditch effort at sleep while inside I think, Yes, stay here! Hold me close! Don’t let me talk you out of it. “I’m sorry you are tired,” he says, his voice muffled as he starts kissing my neck. “But I think I can help with the head ache.” His tongue tickles my ear lobe. “Mmm,” I murmur. I wriggle underneath him. “Take off your panties,” he whispers, his mouth still near my ear. I slip my panties down over my ankles within seconds and he stands next to the bed and takes off his shirt. I throw the covers back. I run my hand down his chest and abs and splay my fingers out as I go lower. I help him unbutton his jeans and pull them and his underwear down. “You’re so sexy,” I admire. I love the sight of him. Aroused and ready to possess me. His masculine and defined broad shoulders, his flat stomach and indented abs, his narrow hips which are perfect for thrusting between my wide hips, and his large erection I know will fill the empty part of me that is throbbing and waiting. I pull him in for a kiss on the lips, our tongues penetrate each other’s mouths. I draw back and am hoarse as I say, “I want your cock inside me.” I’m sitting on the side of the bed while he still stands and I straddle him. “Good, cause my cock wants to be inside you.” He roughly pulls me by my legs up closer and thrusts up, filling me and stretching my insides to accommodate his size. Oh, yeah, do me with that big cock, sexy husband. I’m always hot for you. “You like that, huh?” he thrusts again, he so arrogant, and he has a right to be. With the pleasure he’s provided me with over the years I am quite alright with it going to his head. We tumble onto the bed and now I’m on top and in control. His hands are once again on my breasts, he sucks on my nipples and nuzzles into their softness with his nose. I can feel the grizzle on his face prickle against the sensitive pink skin of my areolas. I thrust fast and hard on top of his cock, building a strong orgasm to completion within seconds. He pulls on my hair and bucks upward and I come around him again. “Oh, oh, baby! That’s so good!” I shout, the secondary orgasm is harder than the last. We move as one, my pussy is so tightly contracted around his penis that I feel as if he is apart of me. My legs wrap around him thighs as I come. When he thrusts upward it only continues my pleasure. I ride that next orgasm, I think it is over but one of his hands moves to my ass and his fingers start stroking up and down the line. I come again, I can feel my ass contracting around his finger and my vagina contracting around his cock. The double penetration is almost unbearable in it’s pleasure. I’m falling back and forth, up and down, on him. His cock somehow manages to thrust into my tight, wet, pussy hole despite how hard it clings to him. “I want you to come,” I tell him breathlessly, I am as a puppet on strings unable to control my thrusts as I continue to ride my orgasm wave. “I want to feel you come hard with me.” “Keep that up and you’ll get your wish.” He grows large and heated inside and because I’m so tight I feel him pulse with me in his own orgasm. He cries out my name and grabs my hips and pulls me close. I love co-orgasms. There is something so incredible and bonding about it. I am overwhelmed with happiness to bring him pleasure. We ride the final tidal wave together. He was right too. My head ache had vanished and when I finally did fall asleep for the night I woke up happy and refreshed.

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