Ben's Touch: Unleashing My Inner Desire

The afternoon sun streamed through the sheer curtains of our bedroom, casting a warm, golden glow across the pale skin of my body as I lay naked on the plush mattress. Ben, my husband, my lover, my everything, was already there, his presence radiating a potent blend of heat and anticipation. He'd been pacing, restless, ever since he’d returned from running errands, and the tension in the air was almost palpable. He moved closer, his muscular frame a silent promise of pleasure, and with a swift, deliberate motion, he locked the front door, securing our private sanctuary. Then, he crossed the room, his hand finding my rear, squeezing gently before he leaned down to kiss me. It was a slow, deliberate kiss, each touch sending shivers of delight down my spine. The first kiss was a mere prelude, a gentle prelude to the storm that was about to erupt. The second was deeper, more insistent, his lips tracing the curve of my neck before pulling me closer, his hands gripping my hips with a possessive possessiveness that both thrilled and intimidated me.

“What do you say we go to bed?” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken longing. My breath hitched, and I could only nod, unable to resist the pull of his gaze. He kissed me again, a quick, passionate press of lips that set my senses alight. Then, with a playful smirk, he squeezed my ass again, a silent invitation that I eagerly accepted. I quickly rose to my feet, shedding my clothes with an eagerness that mirrored his own, and walked towards the bed, my movements fluid and uninhibited.

Ben was already there, his body taut with anticipation, his cock partially erect, a dark invitation in the dim light. As I approached, he finished unbuttoning his shirt, the gesture both casual and deliberate. I leaned in, kissing him deeply, our tongues dancing together in a frenzied exchange of desire. My hand reached out, grasping his erect member, feeling its hardness against my skin, a physical manifestation of the intense pleasure he was about to deliver.

“Mmm, baby, I love you so much! I so need you!” I whispered, my voice husky with longing. I began to kiss my way down his body, savoring every inch of his skin, tracing the contours of his muscles, feeding off the heat radiating from him. “I love you too, my beautiful and hot wife!” he replied, pulling his shirt completely off, tossing it carelessly onto the bed. The sight of his naked body, honed and sculpted by years of hard work, filled me with an overwhelming surge of lust.

His gaze lingered on his erection, a silent acknowledgement of the pleasure he knew he could provide. Without hesitation, I took his cock in my hand, stroking it gently at first, feeling its firm texture against my fingertips. A slow smile spread across my face as I watched him, anticipating his reaction. Then, I leaned down and kissed his dickhead, a playful gesture that sent a jolt of electricity through my body.

“Mmmm, baby, why don’t you get on the bed?” he asked, his voice low and suggestive. I rose to my feet, stepping onto the bed beside him, my legs slowly opening, revealing my own readiness for pleasure. As I lay down, my hand drifted between his legs, rubbing my clit with increasing intensity, building the anticipation for what was to come. My cunt was already wet with anticipation, throbbing with a desperate need for release. Looking down at my husband, his cock hard and proud, I felt a primal urge take over, a desire to lose myself in the depths of his pleasure.

Ben pulled me closer, his hands gripping my hips, guiding me towards the edge of the bed. He began to run his cockhead along the moistened lips of my cunt, teasing me with its touch, igniting my senses. A slow smile crossed his lips as he watched me, clearly enjoying the exquisite pleasure he was about to unleash upon me. “You look so hot, baby! So damn beautiful!” he exclaimed, continuing his slow, deliberate caress. “I love you! I love you so much!” I replied, my voice a breathless whisper, my breathing becoming shallow as my body tensed with anticipation.

As I rubbed my clit faster, the pleasure began to build, a rising crescendo of sensation that threatened to overwhelm me. Suddenly, I gasped, feeling a wave of heat wash over me as I realized I was on the verge of an orgasm. “You’re such a tease! I love it!” I panted, unable to contain my excitement. My body clenched, the first tremors of orgasm shaking my entire being. “I’m cumming! Baby, I’m cumming!” I cried out, my voice raw with pleasure, as my body convulsed and my juices expelled from my cunt. The release was immediate and intense, a torrent of sensation that left me gasping for breath.

Ben dropped to his knees, his eyes locked on mine, his body trembling with pleasure. He began to lap up my juices, consuming every drop with a desperate hunger. His mouth and tongue devoured my pulsating pussy, pulling it back and forth, teasing me with its touch. I moaned and panted in ecstasy, my mind and body lost in the pleasure of the moment. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of sensation, unable to think or breathe, completely consumed by the sheer intensity of the experience.

He continued eating my pussy, running his tongue in and around its lips, working his way deeper and deeper, taking me closer and closer to the brink. He flicked his tongue over my clit, sending shivers of pleasure through me, then sucked on it, drawing me further into the depths of his pleasure. It felt like one long, continuous orgasm, a relentless wave of sensation that left me delirious with delight.

Ben then rose to his feet and slowly entered me, his cock stretching and filling me so delightfully. I groaned and began to work my hips, trying to control the force of his thrusts, but it was no use. He was too strong, too powerful, and the pleasure was too intense to resist. "No, don't move, baby! Just lie still," he commanded, then began to slowly thrust in and pull almost all the way out, then go back in deep. With every downstroke, he worked his hips in a screw-like motion, then slowly pulled back again.

“Oh, God! Baby, yes! I love that! Give it to me! Soooo good!” I shrieked, my voice rising in pitch as the pleasure intensified. My hands gripped the sheet, anchoring myself to the bed as I continued to jill off. As he continued to fuck me, my legs quivered with excitement, unable to hold back the mounting tension.

Pulling my legs up and placing my feet on his shoulders, he began to thrust, slow and deep, his balls slapping against my ass as he worked his way inside me. I cried out, a primal scream of pleasure, unable to contain the intensity of the experience. “Yes! Fuck me! I love how you fuck me with your big cock! Fuck me, Fuck meeeee!” I squealed, my voice hoarse with excitement.

“You want it, baby?” Ben growled, pulling back, then pushing in so deep it caused me to cry out. “Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me, you bastard!” I squealed, my body convulsing with pleasure.

Ben began to thrust faster, pounding me deep as almost animalistic grunts and groans escaped him. "Your pussy feels so good! So hot and wet!” he exclaimed, continuing his assault.

“You make it that way, baby! You bring out the woman in me! Oh, God! Baby, I love you so fucking much!” I moaned, my voice a blend of pleasure and desperation. As I looked down at my husband, his cock hard and proud, I felt a surge of desire, a primal urge to lose myself completely in his pleasure.

“Turn over!” Ben bellowed, pulling his cock from my pussy. He assisted me as I turned over on my hands and knees. “Put your feet on the floor!” he said, then smacked my ass.

I squealed, then did as he said, propping my elbows on the bed and slightly spreading my legs. “Damn, you have such a beautiful ass!” Ben exclaimed, then gave my ass a stinging yet sensuous smack on both ass cheeks. “Yes! Fuck me! I love getting fucked like this!” I cried out, my voice filled with unadulterated pleasure.

As Ben pushed in again, taking me deeper into ecstasy, I realized that I had never felt such intense pleasure in my life. The world around me faded away, leaving only the sensation of his cock against my clit, the rhythm of his thrusts, and the overwhelming surge of pleasure that consumed me.

The orgasm hit me with the force of a tidal wave, a complete and utter surrender to the moment. I cried out, moaning and gasping for air, my body writhing in ecstasy. Ben, lost in the depths of pleasure himself, continued to thrust, his body a testament to the raw power of their shared desire. We lay there for a long time after, breathless and exhausted, clinging to each other, savoring the lingering echoes of our passionate encounter. The man in him brought out the woman in me, and tonight, we had both given ourselves over completely to the pleasure. The memory of this night, this shared experience, would forever remain etched in my heart, a reminder of the deep and abiding love that bound us together.

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