Weekend Whispers: A Late Night Call

It’s 4:45 on a Friday afternoon, and I’m at my desk gathering up my things to head home after a long, difficult work week. My phone whistles, announcing the arrival of a text, and I take a glance. I see it’s from my wife: “Hey, babe, it’s the weekend. See you soon…” followed by three hearts. For a split second, I feel the text hints at something extra-special waiting for me at home tonight, but I quickly dismiss it as wishful thinking.

I pull into our drive ten minutes later as darkness descends on this cold December evening. The porch lights are on, but the rest of the house stands dark, except for a warm glow behind our bedroom windows. My heart skips a beat, but again I push away the notion that she is up to something.

I walk into the house, hang my coat, and deposit my keys in the tray. I don’t see or hear her anywhere. “Babe?” I call out. Nothing. I quickly stash my computer in its weekend home and enter the kitchen. There’s a single candle lit on the counter, and a note lies beside it. It reads: “Hey Babe–It’s the weekend! I’m in the bedroom.” This time, the evidence is undeniable, and I smile. I feel my cock swell as I take the few steps toward the bedroom door.

I’m greeted by a room full of candles casting their flickering yellow light over my wife’s delicious frame. I catch her sly grin as I take in her lovely skin, covered by only a tiny black thong. She says for the third time, “Hey, babe. It’s the weekend,” followed by a question filled with fun anticipation: “How about we get it started the right way?”

Let me pause the story and tell you about my most beautiful and sensual wife. She’s very sweet and kind, but also fabulously naughty. While she’s 49, she has the body of a fit 25-year-old. As an avid runner, her legs are wonderfully toned, and her slim tummy and long trim waist rise to meet her petite but perfectly shaped breasts. Her tiny ass is rounded in all the right places, making it easily my most savored attribute of her nearly perfect form. Not only is her body amazing to look at, it contains a very healthy sexual appetite, allowing me to relish it with adventurous lovemaking several times every week. Tonight, however, marks four days since our last time together, longer than usual, and my heightened arousal confirms it.

The obvious bulge in my work pants shows I’m ready to go, but she announces with sweet but firm authority, “Tonight, I’m going to cum three times, and you can only watch, not touch, on the first one.” Only then do I see the chair she has strategically placed at the foot of our bed.

I obediently take my seat. I can tell that my wife is already hot, undoubtedly having enjoyed warming herself up since her text as I drove the few miles home from work. She dips her hand into our jar of melted coconut oil and spreads it across her stomach, breasts, neck, pussy, and slender, muscular legs. With her right hand, she reaches for her thick black vibrator, presses the power button, and places it gently on her still thong-covered clit. Her left hand strokes her stomach and breasts, then she pauses at her erect nipples, her fingers hovering there and providing each a soft squeeze.

She is beginning to squirm now and looks as if she has mostly forgotten I’m there. She hadn’t masturbated much earlier in life, if at all. But knowing I adore watching her touch herself, she has recently begun exploring and seems to have taken a rather strong liking to it, both with and without me around.

Now, she becomes much more intentional with the vibrator, increasing the pressure and quickening the pace on her clit. She reaches down with her other hand, raises her lovely ass, and wriggles off her tiny and now slightly dampened thong. I take in her freshly shaven and perfectly smooth pussy and its swollen opening. She again slides the toy down and inserts it several inches into her waiting warm wet slit. She closes her eyes, opens her mouth, and her throat lets out a slight whimper. The thrusting quickens, as does her breath.

She dips her left hand into the oil again and works it down her neck, nipples, upper thigh, then drops further down to her beautiful waiting ass. Eventually, her middle finger finds her tightly puckered asshole and begins to circle the rim. As it moistens, it loosens and opens slightly, and she relaxes back, intensely savoring the added sensation.

She’s getting closer now, I know; I’ve seen the signs a thousand times. Her chest heaves, her head moves side to side, and her eyes close. Her knees draw up slightly, her toes curl, and her body holds still before she shudders in ecstasy. Both hands involuntarily stiffen now as they finish their work on each of her holes. It’s a long one, lasting what feels like a minute. Her legs then relax and fall wide as she withdraws the toy and finger from their two pleasure spots. She takes a deep breath and says, “One down, two to go. But now, you get to join me.”

My khakis now display a dark pre-cum wet spot as my stiff cock yearns for freedom. My wife flips on her belly and turns sideways on the bed, facing the edge. She instructs me to remove my clothes except for my underwear. I gladly comply. As I walk toward the side of the bed, she stares at my risen cock making a tent of my briefs. With a breathy voice, she demands, “I need that hard dick of yours in my mouth right now.”

We work together to remove the final piece of clothing that separates her from what she so badly desires. My cock now stands at full attention, inches from her face. The head is deep purple, and small veins marble the shaft. Her oh-so-beautiful brown eyes look up and lock with mine as she gently kisses the tip.

As she withdraws, a thin line of my pre-cum momentarily connects my cock and her slightly open mouth before it snaps. She licks the remaining dab of my juice from her lip and leans in, fully engulfing my cock to its base. Her tongue circles my shaft, and she pumps it with great skill as she has so many times. Her hands come forward and gently fondle my hanging balls while her tongue slides up and down the underside of my manhood. Then, her head drops and tilts to kiss and gently suck my balls and sack.

She’s taking me deep again and lets out a little gag as I hit the back of her throat. I begin to thrust in and out and let her know how much I love fucking her mouth, and she groans. She reaches between her legs and wets her fingers with cream from her hot cunt, then her fingers slide behind my balls, and she lightly strokes my perineum and asshole with her slippery fingertips.

I’m in heaven. She senses I’m close and pulls away, reminding me with a grin that she has two more to go before it’s my turn. She slides off the bed, never releasing my cock from her grip as she does, then bends over the bed and presents a view of her luscious backside that ignites my animalistic passions even more.

“Now it’s your turn to lick,” she announces.

I drop to my knees, pausing to relish the sight of her two beautiful holes before I dive in. The warmth and sweetness of her pussy utterly intoxicate me, and my mouth gets to work, French kissing her pussy lips as it would her lovely mouth.

I hear the vibrator spark to life and feel her adjust herself slightly to apply it to her still hungry clit. Her moaning is beyond delightful to hear. I think to myself, as I always do, that I could do this all night.

She then asks me to do something we have never done. “I thought you might like to lick her ass tonight.”

“Are you sure?” I ask, and she smiles and assures me she is.

So, I slide my tongue a few inches north of her wonderful pussy to find her still-relaxed asshole. I gently circle the rim with the very tip of my tongue, feeling every contour and ripple for the first time. I dip my tongue slightly in and out of her, then lick all over and around her beautiful anus. My cock reacts strongly, getting even harder, and I feel more pre-cum drip from its tip. Her gasping, moaning, and writhing let me know she is enjoying it too.

I love and long to explore every inch of my wife’s sensual body, and I’ve dreamed of licking her here for a very long time. But my previous fantasies are no match for the real thing. After three minutes of glorious anal play, raspy moans erupt from her throat.

“Oh, yes, that feels so good. Yes, babe, yes. Keep going, keep going, don’t stop. You’re making me cum. I’m cuummming; I’m cummmming.” Once again, she stiffens, writhing, shuddering, and finally collapsing. She removes the vibrator, and I take it as my cue to remove my tongue from her amazing ass. “Two down, one to go,” she says with a relaxed smile her, eyes not yet fully focused.

She’s still in charge and directs me to lie on my back up on the bed. I once again obey, and within seconds, she straddles me and presses her thighs firmly against my waist. She lifts her legs and slowly pushes down, applying even more pressure as she brings her weight onto me. My cock begins to tense up as she exerts her dominance, and her body continues to shake with pleasure. She’s clearly relishing the sensation, and so am I. The anticipation builds as she prepares for the final act. Her breath comes in short, rapid gasps, and her eyes close as she focuses all her energy on the pleasure she’s about to unleash. As she brings her face closer, you can see the gleam of excitement in her eyes, and you know that she’s about to explode. It's the perfect moment for you to feel the heat of her desire and experience the raw power of her lust.

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