Heart's Desire: A Christmas Embrace

I am 100% unequivocally in love with my husband. He is more than just my husband. He is my best friend, my confidante, the father of our three wonderful children and my lover. To quote my dear friend ladygarden, “He is mine and I am his.”
He is my fantasy. He is my reality. I thank the good Lord every day for bringing this man in my life.
We had a wonderful Christmas! It was such a blessing to be able to spend it with family and friends. Every one had a great time exchanging gifts, singing Christmas carols and pigging out on good food. All in the celebration of the birth of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
The down side was, Ben was gonna have to leave for New Orleans the day after Christmas and wouldn’t be back till New Year day or so.
Christmas night, once the party was over and the clean up was completed, Ben and I headed for bed. We made love. It wasn’t wild or kinky in any way, it was just soft gentle lovemaking in the missionary position. We gazed into each others eyes as he thrust his hard cock into my hungry wet pussy. I was loving it! He was so hard and felt so good, the look on our faces showed our passion as we spoke our words of passion to one another.
“I’m cumming!Oh, Ben, baby, I’m cumming!” I panted into his ear as my body exploded with my orgasm.
Ben smiled as my body trembled and twitched beneath him. He began to thrust a little harder and faster, deep grunts and groans escaped his lips as he pounded my cunt with his big hard dick. I could tell he was getting close to his release and worked my hips feverishly to meet his thrust. (After 30 years you learn things!)
“Gina! Baby, talk to me! Talk to me, my dirty girl! Fuck, your pussy is so hot and wet!” Ben groaned.
“Mm-mph! You make me hot and wet baby! Fuck me! Fuck my hot little pussy!Baby, your dick feels so good! Fuck me till you cum deep inside me! Cum for me, my big dicked stud!” I panted as I ran my nails lightly up and down his back.
“I’m gonna cum!I’m gonna…gr-r-r-r-rumph! ” He growled as his body tensed and trembled. His dick pulsated inside me as it spew forth his seed deep into me.
I wrapped my legs around him and held him inside me. “I love you!” I panted softly into his ear. We lay that way for several minutes before he finally slipped out of me.
“I love you! I love you so much!” He said with a smile as I lay in his arms, my head on his chest. I slept in his arms the rest of the night. Merry Christmas indeed!
December 26th:
Ben left for New Orleans around 7am. As we kissed, I really didn’t want to let go! I wanted to keep him home with me. As much as I hated it, the fact was he needed to go to work, that was the reality.
“I love you. Call me when you get there! Be careful, OK?” I said giving him another quick kiss.
“I will. I love you too, baby!” He replied, then giving me a gentle pat on the ass. Got into his truck and drove away.
I went back into the house and began packing away some Christmas decor. I generally leave my tree up till New Years day. As I did I began to smile as I thought of how blessed I was to have a wonderful loving husband and three great kids. The good Lord has definitely blessed me.
Ben has worked so hard over the years and has been Such an awesome husband and father. He is a big man but also has a big heart. He cried when his father passed away, as we all did. He cried at the birth of each of our children and when they were baptized.
He is the man who made me a woman all those years ago. He is a wonderful lover and continues to bring passion to our love bed. The orgasms I have when we make love are so much sweeter than any I could give myself. He truly completes me.
I decided I wanted to do something special for him. I wasn’t quite sure what. I thought about maybe fixing his favorite meal, then make love to him by candlelight all night long. I thought about alot of different ideas, all of which sounded good. I just couldn’t decide which I wanted to do.
After fixing my son Randy a bite to eat. I grabbed my lap top and logged into MH. I began working on a story that I had started. It was then that I remembered something my dear friend ladygarden (Kay) had commented on, about the time she had a photographer friend of hers take some nude photos of her. Of which she put into an album and sent it to her dear hubby who was away at work.
This idea intrigued me and I will admit aroused me quite a bit. Ben has several pictures of me on his cell, in various states of undress and various poses. He masturbates to them while he is away. He calls them his “Emergency relief kit”. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea.
I immediately thought of my friend and former salon client Shelly. She is a professional photographer and has her own studio in town. She took the photos at my and Ben’s 30th anniversary vow renewal ceremony. She did an awesome job.
I decided to give her a call. I was nervous, as I didn’t know how she would react to my request. If she declined, then the nude photo idea would be a bust. I knew of no other photographer, at least not one I would trust or feel comfortable with taking such personal pictures of me. I wasn’t even sure how to ask her.
My heart was racing as she answered the phone after four or five rings. I decided to just come on with it and quickly asked her.
She paused for a moment then said, “Sure girl, we can do that! Do you wanna do partial or full nudes?”
I took a deep sigh of relief then said, “I was thinking some of both!”
“So where and when do you want to do this? I can come to your house and set up there or we can do it at my studio after I close up!” She said.
Home would be where I felt I would be more comfortable, but I have a fifteen year old to consider. “I guess we can do it at your studio. Just whenever is good for you. Next week would probably be best,” I replied.
“OK, how about a week from Friday, that will be January 3rd? I close around 4:30 or so, you can come then or anytime after. I will wait for ya! How does that sound?” Shelly replied.
“Sounds great! I guess I will see you then!” I replied.
“Maybe we can get together before hand for lunch and discuss a few details? I have a few ideas in mind you night like. Ok, GG guess I will talk to ya later then,” Shelly said.
As I hung up the phone I smiled. My excitement of what I had just arranged built inside me. “Wow! Am I really gonna do this? Can I really do this?” I thought to myself. Butterflies built in my stomach and a tingle ran through my warmed and moistened cunt.
A thought then ran through my mind. Many of the photos of me Ben has in his phone, I have my legs spread (per his request). It was one thing to pose that way as he took the pictures, but it was another thing entirely to do such photos while someone else takes the pictures. I couldn’t dare ask Shelly to take photos of me that she may find offensive. Or could I? If I was gonna do this, I wanted the pictures to be beautiful and erotic, not just “wife porn”. However I knew Ben gets aroused by such pictures of me. Why else would he ask me to pose for him in this manner if he didn’t! Now the butterflies really kicked in.
I decided to go to the mall and buy a new outfit. The thought of it made me feel hot and aroused. I wanted to feel sexy and beautiful for my husband. I wanted him to see how much I appreciated him. I bought a black lace teddy and some fishnet stockings to wear.
My son Randy walked into the room and I asked him if he wanted to go get something to eat and maybe go to the mall. He agreed. I went back into the house and cleaned up for my upcoming appointment. I grabbed my laptop and logged into MH. I began writing my erotic story as my arousal levels rose. The anticipation of what I was about to do with Shelly was making me sweat.
I read several stories and soon began to feel really aroused as my hand found its way to my warm moistened pussy. I clicked on one of my most favorite stories by one of my most favorite contributors, “My Backdoor Man” by ladygarden. This wouldn’t be the first time I’ve enjoyed one of their hot stories.
I moaned softly as I thrust three fingers in and out of my horny wet cunt slowly at first then gradually with more vigor as I began to read. It felt oh so good! I imagined it was Ben and I in the story. He loves doggy-style, it is by far his favorite sexual position. He feels so good when he is pounding me from the rear like a wild animal. His grunts, groans and moans of pleasure really get me off, not to mention his big hard dick. I love it!
My breathing became deep and shallow as I continued to pump my fingers into me, my hips humped at my hand. My legs spread wide, my toes curling gripping the rug as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure I was feeling. (After 30 years you learn things!)
“Gina! Baby, talk to me! Talk to me, my dirty girl! Fuck, your pussy is so hot and wet!” Ben groaned.
“Mm-mph! You make me hot and wet baby! Fuck me! Fuck my hot little pussy!Baby, your dick feels so good! Fuck me till you cum deep inside me! Cum for me, my big dicked stud!” I panted as I ran my nails lightly up and down his back.
“I’m gonna cum!I’m gonna…gr-r-r-r-rumph! ” He growled as his body tensed and trembled. His dick pulsated inside me as it spew forth his seed deep into me.
I wrapped my legs around him and held him inside me. “I love you!” I panted softly into his ear. We lay that way for several minutes before he finally slipped out of me.
“I love you! I love you so much!” He said with a smile as I lay in his arms, my head on his chest. I slept in his arms the rest of the night. Merry Christmas indeed!
December 26th:
Ben left for New Orleans around 7am. As we kissed, I really didn’t want to let go! I wanted to keep him home with me. As much as I hated it, the fact was he needed to go to work, that was the reality.
“I love you. Call me when you get there! Be careful, OK?” I said giving him another quick kiss.
“I will. I love you too, baby!” He replied, then giving me a gentle pat on the ass. Got into his truck and drove away.
I went back into the house and began packing away some Christmas decor. I generally leave my tree up till New Years day. As I did I began to smile as I thought of how blessed I was to have a wonderful loving husband and three great kids. The good Lord has definitely blessed me.
Ben has worked so hard over the years and has been Such an awesome husband and father. He is a big man but also has a big heart. He cried when his father passed away, as we all did. He cried at the birth of each of our children and when they were baptized.
He is the man who made me a woman all those years ago. He is a wonderful lover and continues to bring passion to our love bed. The orgasms I have when we make love are so much sweeter than any I could give myself. He truly completes me.
I decided I wanted to do something special for him. I wasn’t quite sure what. I thought about maybe fixing his favorite meal, then make love to him by candlelight all night long. I thought about alot of different ideas, all of which sounded good. I just couldn’t decide which I wanted to do.
After fixing my son Randy a bite to eat. I grabbed my lap top and logged into MH. I began working on a story that I had started. It was then that I remembered something my dear friend ladygarden (Kay) had commented on, about the time she had a photographer friend of hers take some nude photos of her. Of which she put into an album and sent it to her dear hubby who was away at work.
This idea intrigued me and I will admit aroused me quite a bit. Ben has several pictures of me on his cell, in various states of undress and various poses. He masturbates to them while he is away. He calls them his “Emergency relief kit”. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea.
I immediately thought of my friend and former salon client Shelly. She is a professional photographer and has her own studio in town. She took the photos at my and Ben’s 30th anniversary vow renewal ceremony. She did an awesome job.
I decided to give her a call. I was nervous, as I didn’t know how she would react to my request. If she declined, then the nude photo idea would be a bust. I knew of no other photographer, at least not one I would trust or feel comfortable with taking such personal pictures of me. I wasn’t even sure how to ask her.
My heart was racing as she answered the phone after four or five rings. I decided to just come on with it and quickly asked her.
She paused for a moment then said, “Sure girl, we can do that! Do you wanna do partial or full nudes?”
I took a deep sigh of relief then said, “I was thinking some of both!”
“So where and when do you want to do this? I can come to your house and set up there or we can do it at my studio after I close up!” She said.
Home would be where I felt I would be more comfortable, but I have a fifteen year old to consider. “I guess we can do it at your studio. Just whenever is good for you. Next week would probably be best,” I replied.
“OK, how about a week from Friday, that will be January 3rd? I close around 4:30 or so, you can come then or anytime after. I will wait for ya! How does that sound?” Shelly replied.
“Sounds great! I guess I will see you then!” I replied.
“Maybe we can get together before hand for lunch and discuss a few details? I have a few ideas in mind you night like. Ok, GG guess I will talk to ya later then,” Shelly said.
As I hung up the phone I smiled. My excitement of what I had just arranged built inside me. “Wow! Am I really gonna do this? Can I really do this?” I thought to myself. Butterflies built in my stomach and a tingle ran through my warmed and moistened cunt.
A thought then ran through my mind. Many of the photos of me Ben has in his phone, I have my legs spread (per his request). It was one thing to pose that way as he took the pictures, but it was another thing entirely to do such photos while someone else takes the pictures. I couldn’t dare ask Shelly to take photos of me that she may find offensive. Or could I? If I was gonna do this, I wanted the pictures to be beautiful and erotic, not just “wife porn”. However I knew Ben gets aroused by such pictures of me. Why else would he ask me to pose for him in this manner if he didn’t! Now the butterflies really kicked in.
I decided to go to the mall and buy a new outfit. The thought of it made me feel hot and aroused. I wanted to feel sexy and beautiful for my husband. I wanted him to see how much I appreciated him. I bought a black lace teddy and some fishnet stockings to wear.

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