Heatwave Homebodies

So, I’ve decided to join my husband on Marriage Heat. I love reading all these nice, sweet, sexy stories. I want to share some of mine. It’s good to hear from a wife.

Our career schedules are sometimes hectic, so sometimes there can be intervals between our intimacy. By the time we both get home, all we want to do is go to sleep and relax.

So one evening as I was sitting at the kitchen table with my laptop, I heard my husband’s car pull in. I got very excited. I’d been reading some hot stories on Marriage Heat, and it got me really horny. I tried not to release myself before my husband came home. It had been a bit since we were intimate, and that just made my desire stronger.

My husband walked in, took off his coat, kissed me on the lips, and went to the refrigerator for a drink.

“Hi baby,” I said, “How was your day?”

“Stressful,” Jake said as he sat down, “I had a really long day.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” I said. “Anything I can do to make you feel better?”

“No,” Jake said, “I’m just going to make some food, take a long hot shower, and just relax. I have to wake up early tomorrow for another day of work.”

My whole body was aching for my husband. I wanted him to fuck me hard. I felt my vagina pulsing and throbbing. It was calling for my husband’s dick to enter it.

“I’m going upstairs to start my shower,” Jake said.

“No, Jake!” I said, “Just stay down here with me for a little bit.”

“Aly,” Jake said, “I have to get up early tomorrow.”

I really couldn’t believe my husband was complaining and worrying about work when he had a horny wet throbbing wife in front of him.

“Who cares about work,” I said.

At that point, I was horny as ever, and couldn’t take it anymore. Seeing my husband right in front me and looking down between his legs just pushed me over the edge. I got up from the chair where I was sitting with my laptop and went over to my husband, Jake. I kissed him deeply.

“I miss you,” I said, “I want to fuck you, Jake.”

My husband’s eyes widened, “Really?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, “Just look.”

I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down, and told my husband to put his hand in my underwear. When he took his hand out it was soaking wet with my juices.

“Wow, baby,” Jake said, “Were you waiting for me to get home?”

“Yes,” I said, “My pussy wants to fuck your amazing big cock.”

My husband suddenly had stamina. He kissed me back with passion and tried to put his hand in my panties again. I pushed them away. I pulled away from his kissing and pulled my jeans back up.

“What? Why?” Jake asked, “You just told me you wanted me to fuck you!”

“I do, but not this way,” I said.

Sometimes we like to play the game where I order him around in intimate play. I wanted to show him what we both were missing. So I wanted to tease him a little and make him work for it.

“Sit down,” I barked.

My husband did as he was told. I could see his erection through the slacks he had on. I knew he was ready for me.

“We both know we want to fuck each other right now,” I said, “But I want you to work for it and realize what we’ve been missing.”

“Oh really?” Jake said.

“Yes,” I said.

I went over to my husband and started kissing him passionately. I then began to unbutton his white collar blouse. I kissed him on his nipples and chest. I made my way down to his slacks. I saw his dick had made an imprint.

“I see you’re ready for me big boy,” I said.

“Yes,” Jake said, “I am.”

I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the button, pulled down the zipper, and saw that my husband’s underwear already was stained with precum.

“Ummmm,” I said, “I see you can’t control yourself.”

“Not around you,” Jake said.

“Get up,” I ordered.

My husband got up. I pulled down his slacks and tossed them to the side. As I looked at his underwear, I could see that his dick was ready, trying to escape. He had an enormous erection. It looked like his pre-cum spot got was growing.

I then took off my jeans but left on everything else. My husband was still standing watching my every move.

“Come here,” I said as I leaned over the table. My husband did as he was told.

“I don’t want you to do anything. Just get behind me and I’ll do the rest,” I said to Jake.

“Okay, Miss Controller,” Jake said.

As my husband went behind me, I poked my ass out and moved back and forth. My husband’s dick made contact with my wet pussy through both our undergarments. The friction was making us both hornier.

“Oh, Aly,” Jake moaned, “I need to take off these briefs.”

“No,” I said, “Just be patient.”

My husband thought he was slick when he tried to move back and forth and put his hands on my waist.

“No,” I said, “Go back to the chair and sit down.”

As my husband sat back down in the chair, I then proceeded to take off my blue t-shirt. My red lace underwire bra was exposed.

“Put your hips up,” I ordered to my husband.

He again did as he was told and lifted his hips, so I could take off his briefs. As soon as I took off his briefs, his big erection sprung free. It had pre-cum at the tip and was pointing directly at my face.

“Mmm,” I purred, “Look at this big juicy cock that I want to fuck.” I got up from the chair where I was sitting with my laptop and went over to my husband, Jake. I kissed him deeply.

“I miss you,” I said, “I want to fuck you, Jake.”

My husband’s eyes widened, “Really?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, “Just look.”

I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down, and told my husband to put his hand in my underwear. When he took his hand out it was soaking wet with my juices.

“Wow, baby,” Jake said, “Were you waiting for me to get home?”

“Yes,” I said, “My pussy wants to fuck your amazing big cock.”

My husband suddenly had stamina. He kissed me back with passion and tried to put his hand in my panties again. I pushed them away. I pulled away from his kissing and pulled my jeans back up.

“What? Why?” Jake asked, “You just told me you wanted me to fuck you!”

“I do, but not this way,” I said.

Sometimes we like to play the game where I order him around in intimate play. I wanted to show him what we both were missing. So I wanted to tease him a little and make him work for it.

“Sit down,” I barked.

My husband did as he was told. I could see his erection through the slacks he had on. I knew he was ready for me.

“We both know we want to fuck each other right now,” I said, “But I want you to work for it and realize what we’ve been missing.”

“Oh really?” Jake said.

“Yes,” I said.

I went over to my husband and started kissing him passionately. I then began to unbutton his white collar blouse. I kissed him on his nipples and chest. I made my way down to his slacks. I saw his dick had made an imprint.

“I see you’re ready for me big boy,” I said.

“Yes,” Jake said, “I am.”

I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the button, pulled down the zipper, and saw that my husband’s underwear already was stained with precum.

“Ummmm,” I said, “I see you can’t control yourself.”

“Not around you,” Jake said.

“Get up,” I ordered.

My husband got up. I pulled down his slacks and tossed them to the side. As I looked at his underwear, I could see that his dick was ready, trying to escape. He had an enormous erection. It looked like his pre-cum spot got was growing.

I then took off my jeans but left on everything else. My husband was still standing watching my every move.

“Come here,” I said as I leaned over the table. My husband did as he was told.

“I don’t want you to do anything. Just get behind me and I’ll do the rest,” I said to Jake.

“Okay, Miss Controller,” Jake said.

As my husband went behind me, I poked my ass out and moved back and forth. My husband’s dick made contact with my wet pussy through both our undergarments. The friction was making us both hornier.

“Oh, Aly,” Jake moaned, “I need to take off these briefs.”

“No,” I said, “Just be patient.”

My husband thought he was slick when he tried to move back and forth and put his hands on my waist.

“No,” I said, “Go back to the chair and sit down.”

As my husband sat back down in the chair, I then proceeded to take off my blue t-shirt. My red lace underwire bra was exposed.

“Put your hips up,” I ordered to my husband.

He again did as he was told and lifted his hips, so I could take off his briefs. As soon as I took off his briefs, his big erection sprung free. It had pre-cum at the tip and was pointing directly at my face.

“Mmm,” I purred, “Look at this big juicy cock that I want to fuck.” I got up from the chair where I was sitting with my laptop and went over to my husband, Jake. I kissed him deeply.

“I miss you,” I said, “I want to fuck you, Jake.”

My husband’s eyes widened, “Really?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, “Just look.”

I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down, and told my husband to put his hand in my underwear. When he took his hand out it was soaking wet with my juices.

“Wow, baby,” Jake said, “Were you waiting for me to get home?”

“Yes,” I said, “My pussy wants to fuck your amazing big cock.”

My husband suddenly had stamina. He kissed me back with passion and tried to put his hand in my panties again. I pushed them away. I pulled away from his kissing and pulled my jeans back up.

“What? Why?” Jake asked, “You just told me you wanted me to fuck you!”

“I do, but not this way,” I said.

Sometimes we like to play the game where I order him around in intimate play. I wanted to show him what we both were missing. So I wanted to tease him a little and make him work for it.

“Sit down,” I barked.

My husband did as he was told. I could see his erection through the slacks he had on. I knew he was ready for me.

“We both know we want to fuck each other right now,” I said, “But I want you to work for it and realize what we’ve been missing.”

“Oh really?” Jake said.

“Yes,” I said.

I went over to my husband and started kissing him passionately. I then began to unbutton his white collar blouse. I kissed him on his nipples and chest. I made my way down to his slacks. I saw his dick had made an imprint.

“I see you’re ready for me big boy,” I said.

“Yes,” Jake said, “I am.”

I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the button, pulled down the zipper, and saw that my husband’s underwear already was stained with precum.

“Ummmm,” I said, “I see you can’t control yourself.”

“Not around you,” Jake said.

“Get up,” I ordered.

My husband got up. I pulled down his slacks and tossed them to the side. As I looked at his underwear, I could see that his dick was ready, trying to escape. He had an enormous erection. It looked like his pre-cum spot got was growing.

I then took off my jeans but left on everything else. My husband was still standing watching my every move.

“Come here,” I said as I leaned over the table. My husband did as he was told.

“I don’t want you to do anything. Just get behind me and I’ll do the rest,” I said to Jake.

“Okay, Miss Controller,” Jake said.

As my husband went behind me, I poked my ass out and moved back and forth. My husband’s dick made contact with my wet pussy through both our undergarments. The friction was making us both hornier.

“Oh, Aly,” Jake moaned, “I need to take off these briefs.”

“No,” I said, “Just be patient.”

My husband thought he was slick when he tried to move back and forth and put his hands on my waist.

“No,” I said, “Go back to the chair and sit down.”

As my husband sat back down in the chair, I then proceeded to take off my blue t-shirt. My red lace underwire bra was exposed.

“Put your hips up,” I ordered to my husband.

He again did as he was told and lifted his hips, so I could take off his briefs. As soon as I took off his briefs, his big erection sprung free. It had pre-cum at the tip and was pointing directly at my face.

“Mmm,” I purred, “Look at this big juicy cock that I want to fuck.” I got up from the chair where I was sitting with my laptop and went over to my husband, Jake. I kissed him deeply.

“I miss you,” I said, “I want to fuck you, Jake.”

My husband’s eyes widened, “Really?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, “Just look.”

I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down, and told my husband to put his hand in my underwear. When he took his hand out it was soaking wet with my juices.

“Wow, baby,” Jake said, “Were you waiting for me to get home?”

“Yes,” I said, “My pussy wants to fuck your amazing big cock.”

My husband suddenly had stamina. He kissed me back with passion and tried to put his hand in my panties again. I pushed them away. I pulled away from his kissing and pulled my jeans back up.

“What? Why?” Jake asked, “You just told me you wanted me to fuck you!”

“I do, but not this way,” I said.

Sometimes we like to play the game where I order him around in intimate play. I wanted to show him what we both were missing. So I wanted to tease him a little and make him work for it.

“Sit down,” I barked.

My husband did as he was told. I could see his erection through the slacks he had on. I knew he was ready for me.

“We both know we want to fuck each other right now,” I said, “But I want you to work for it and realize what we’ve been missing.”

“Oh really?” Jake said.

“Yes,” I said.

I went over to my husband and started kissing him passionately. I then began to unbutton his white collar blouse. I kissed him on his nipples and chest. I made my way down to his slacks. I saw his dick had made an imprint.

“I see you’re ready for me big boy,” I said.

“Yes,” Jake said, “I am.”

I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the button, pulled down the zipper, and saw that my husband’s underwear already was stained with precum.

“Ummmm,” I said, “I see you can’t control yourself.”

“Not around you,” Jake said.

“Get up,” I ordered.

My husband got up. I pulled down his slacks and tossed them to the side. As I looked at his underwear, I could see that his dick was ready, trying to escape. He had an enormous erection. It looked like his pre-cum spot got was growing.

I then took off my jeans but left on everything else. My husband was still standing watching my every move.

“Come here,” I said as I leaned over the table. My husband did as he was told.

“I don’t want you to do anything. Just get behind me and I’ll do the rest,” I said to Jake.

“Okay, Miss Controller,” Jake said.

As my husband went behind me, I poked my ass out and moved back and forth. My husband’s dick made contact with my wet pussy through both our undergarments. The friction was making us both hornier.

“Oh, Aly,” Jake moaned, “I need to take off these briefs.”

“No,” I said, “Just be patient.”

My husband thought he was slick when he tried to move back and forth and put his hands on my waist.

“No,” I said, “Go back to the chair and sit down.”

As my husband sat back down in the chair, I then proceeded to take off my blue t-shirt. My red lace underwire bra was exposed.

“Put your hips up,” I ordered to my husband.

He again did as he was told and lifted his hips, so I could take off his briefs. As soon as I took off his briefs, his big erection sprung free. It had pre-cum at the tip and was pointing directly at my face.

“Mmm,” I purred, “Look at this big juicy cock that I want to fuck.” I got up from the chair where I was sitting with my laptop and went over to my husband, Jake. I kissed him deeply.

“I miss you,” I said, “I want to fuck you, Jake.”

My husband’s eyes widened, “Really?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, “Just look.”

I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down, and told my husband to put his hand in my underwear. When he took his hand out it was soaking wet with my juices.

“Wow, baby,” Jake said, “Were you waiting

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