Recovery's Heat: A Delayed Embrace

My wife had finally gotten over a bad flu that lasted the better part of a week and a half. Needless to say, we hadn’t been intimate during that entire time, but even though I was missing that physical intimacy with her, I wasn’t pushing it, as I didn’t think she had completely recovered her strength yet, let alone her desire.

It was late evening, and I was finishing off the dishes in the kitchen, while she was relaxing in the living room, watching something on TV. Or so I thought.

As I was drying off the last of the dishes, I glimpsed movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to see my wife standing in the kitchen doorway. She was wearing an outfit that was one of my favorites – a tiny, crimson lace thong and a sheer, black silk chemise that barely covered her ample breasts. Her nipples were already quite hard and protruding from the delicate lace, clearly signaling a significant improvement in her well-being.

She turned around in the doorway, wiggling her voluptuous posterior at me. “You still like this ass?” she teased, a playful smirk dancing on her lips.

“Of course!” I replied, my voice thick with anticipation. “You know you have the sweetest ass!”

“Well, come and get some!” she challenged, her eyes sparkling with invitation.

I needed no further encouragement. I placed the dishcloth on the counter and walked over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist from behind, fully embracing her ample curves. My hands eagerly explored the swell of her breasts, tracing the contours of her nipples with a gentle, insistent touch, further escalating her arousal. The sheer silk of the chemise offered minimal resistance, allowing me to feel the heat radiating from her skin.

She responded by grinding her hips against me, the movement sending shivers down my spine as my cock began to harden in my pants. The sensation was overwhelming, urging her to press even harder against my body.

“You’re going to need to get those pants off,” she instructed, her voice low and suggestive.

It took me mere seconds to shed my trousers and underwear, surrendering myself completely to the intoxicating heat of her presence. I pressed myself back against her, clinging to her form, eager to lose myself in the pleasure she offered.

“Honey, you feel so good! You always feel so good!” I exclaimed, my voice a breathless murmur.

“You like this, do you?” she continued to tease, her fingers lightly teasing the sensitive skin on my chest.

“You know how much I love this,” I confessed, my grip tightening on her waist. I stroked my cock up and down over her sweet ass cheeks, cupping her tits to pull her closer, deepening the connection between us. Her grinding against me intensified, mirroring my own mounting excitement.

Suddenly, she pulled away from my arms, bending over, her hands resting on the floor, while her ass remained high in the air before me. She spread her legs slightly, revealing the tantalizing curve of her pussy, which was glistening with anticipation. She kept it meticulously trimmed, her lips plump and swollen from the build-up, and she looked incredibly aroused.

I slipped my fingers down between her legs, caressing her pussy lips from behind, eliciting a moan of pleasure. She was already heavily lubricated, which only served to further ignite my desire. I adored touching, feeling, and teasing my wife, and she clearly relished the attention, almost as much as I enjoyed giving it. (But then, I'm biased; I have a hard time believing that she can derive as much satisfaction from our intimacy as I do, because it is always SOOOO good!)

I stroked up and down along her pussy lips, occasionally slipping my fingers inside from time to time, and then pulling them back over her clit, which was already becoming hard with anticipation. She loved the sensation of my fingers rubbing her clitoris, with little strokes around and over it, followed by my plunging my fingers deep inside of her, just as I was doing now. Her breathing grew heavier and faster, and she began to moan, her body trembling with mounting excitement.

“What do you want?” I asked, feigning ignorance. I was savoring the moment, relishing her anticipation.

“You know what I want!” she moaned, her voice laced with longing.

“Tell me…” I teased, my gaze locked on her lips.

“I want you!” she exclaimed, her voice breathless.

“You want me to what?” I pressed, continuing to tease her gently.

“I want you to make love to me!” she insisted, her body arching slightly in anticipation.

“Tell me what you want,” I insisted, eager to fulfill her every desire. She could be a little shy and reticent about certain things, but when she gets truly aroused, she often lets loose, and I genuinely enjoy pleasing her and getting her to that point.

“Say it,” I repeated, “Tell me what it is you want.”

“I want you…I want your cock…I want your sweet, thick, hard cock!” she demanded, her voice a low purr.

“Where do you want my cock?” I continued to tease, barely stroking my cock against her from behind.

“Up inside me.”

“Where?”

“Inside my pussy! I want your cock fucking me, stroking in and out of my pussy!”

I rubbed the tip of my cock against her from behind, her wet stickiness coating the head of my penis. I stroked it between her lips, and slowly slid into her from behind. As my cock slid into her, she reached up with one hand and pressed her fingers against my cock where it was sliding into her. It felt sooo good to be inside of my beautiful wife!

I slowly moved my hips, coming up tight against her ass, and pushing in as far as I could. I held her hips as I gently rocked against her, stroking in and out.

Just like every time we make love, I was thinking how unbelievably blessed I am that I have such a beautiful, sexy wife! Making love with her is always an amazing experience!

Her breathing was getting faster and louder, and I knew she was nearing a climax. I slipped out of her and reached down to rub her pleasure point, located just below her navel.

“No!” she cried, “Come back inside of me!” She reached up, taking hold of my dick and pressing it back against her swollen lips, she pushed back, tight against me and my swollen member was enveloped in her sweet, warm wetness again. I kept rubbing her clit at the same time and she began to moan loudly.

“You drive me crazy!” I told her. “You feel sooo good!”

Her body fit perfectly against mine. I felt myself approaching the point of climax and let her know.

“You’re going to make me explode, sweetie!”

“Oh, yes!” she moaned, “I want to feel you come deep inside me! Rub me! I want to come with you!”

I rubbed her harder and stroked deep inside of her. Her lips were swollen and felt smooth and tight around me, and she WAS really driving me crazy.

Then I felt her begin to shudder and moan very loudly as her orgasm began, and that just sent me right over the edge. Grabbing her hips tight, I pushed up deep into her and felt myself explode deep inside my beautiful wife.

“You’re so tight around me! You’re making me cum so hard inside of you!”

And then I couldn't speak at all, as all the nerves in my body seemed to fire at the same time. I felt my wife’s sweet pussy pulsating around me as she orgasmed, and I pulled her up and against me and held her gently as we both felt the aftershocks of our climaxes spreading through our bodies, out to the tips of our fingers and toes.

We don’t often come simultaneously, but every once in a while we do, and like this time, it always seems to be extraordinarily good! (Although, for me, our lovemaking is always extraordinarily good! Lol)

After a few moments, my wife turned around in my arms, gave a quick peck on the lips, smiled, and said, “Well, that was good!” and headed back to the living room.

Needless to say, I followed her, and we enjoyed some much-needed relaxation on the couch.

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