True Story about my Wife


My wife comes in wearing a nice business suit with a silk blouse.     I know
she is wearing a new bra and panty set I bought her (from Victories Secret
online), because I watched her get dressed this morning.    She comes into the
den to check her email and check for information on a project our daughter has
for school.    While she goes to her desk, I get up from mine and quietly close
and lock the door.    She looks up and smiles at me.     I walk over and sit
down, and she gets up and comes over and stands beside me.
        My wife is not skinny, but she is not fat either.   She has given birth to
three children (15, 12, and 9).    She has faired well compared to other
mothers.  She is about 5'4" and still has curves in all the right places for
me.    Her breasts, are the most appealing thing to me (with all that clothing
women seem to wear underneath).   She wears a 36DD bra.    Her breasts don't
fill it out the bra in the sides, but a 36DD will barely support them in front.
        Anyhow, I'm sitting in my office chair and she comes over and lays my head
against her silk bosom.    I tease her all the time about them being my
pillows.     As I lay against her breasts, I reach around her waist to give her
a hug.     I then began to work my fingers beneath the waistband of her skirt
in the back.   I get past the waistband, then under the blouse, and then under
the pantyhose, and finally under her panties.    My fingers are twisted and
strain against all of her clothing, so we just barely touch skin to skin.
        After a few minutes of holding each other, I pull my hand out, and loosened
her skirt.    She wiggles a little, and it falls to the floor.   Next goes the
slip.    We can hear the kids in the other room, but they are leaving us alone
for now.    I reach up and slowly pull on her panty hose.   For Christmas she
got some sort of contraption that pulls hair out instead of shaving her legs.
 She uses it everyday, just like I shave my face.     Anyway,   as I slowly
slide her hose down, I feel how silky smooth her legs are.     I slowly slide
them down to her feet, and help her out of them, so as not to ruin them.     I
then slide my hands back up to her satin panties.    She is still holding my
head against her breasts, as I slowly massage her buttocks.    I slowly work my
hands under her panties, and slowly pull them down from behind, being careful
not touch her pubic area.    As they come down, the smell from her pussy
reaches my nose.    It's almost like instinct.   I slowly slide my hands up and
down the back sides of her legs.    I pull my head back and slide to the floor,
as she stands before me.    As I position myself in front of her, she begins to
unbutton her blouse.
        She stops and freezes suddenly, as she hears movement from the kids out side
of the den.   Ever the mother, she asks for confirmation that I had locked, and
checked the door.    Once I assured her, all was well, she relaxes, and slowly
spreads her legs so I can see what she is serving for lunch.    I have always
been an individual who is stimulated visually.    I've often tried to get her
to let me take pictures, but she's afraid someone might see them.    You know,
we're both killed in a crash, and someone goes through out stuff.   Anyhow,
here I am sitting in front of my wife, her blouse open, her breasts straining
to be let out of her bra, and her pussy staring me straight in the face.    Her
pussy is awesome.    She tries to keep it trimmed for me.    Once in a while,
she let me trim it for her.    Once, she even got naked in the car on the
interstate, and shaved herself for me (to pass the time as we went down the
road - another story).    As I run my hands up the back of her legs I slowly
begin to just lick the sides of her outer lips.    I work my way around, and
around till I get to the center, and then slowly work my way down to her clit.
  When my tongue lightly brushes her clit I her a sigh of pleasure.    I glance
up and she is gently kneading her tits, and rubbing the outside of her satin
bra.    She opens her eyes and sees me watching her as I lick her pussy.
She smiles and reaches over to unhook her bra.     Ever since I began having
sex, I've preferred front hook bras.    It's so much easier and handy for a
guy.    She doesn't wear them much, mostly because she says they aren't
comfortable, or that they are too hard to find ones that are big enough for her
tits.
        As she releases the hook, she looses her grip and I hear a pop as her bra pops
open.    She gasps then giggles as her tits bounce free.  She begins to massage
them and play with the nipples as she often does.   I continue to lick and play
with her clit as I run her legs.     She begins to slowly moan and move back
and forth as I try to lick all around her opening, stopping once in a while to
try to reach up inside with my tongue.    I decide to turn my head upside down
so I can get better access.    In doing so I almost put my nose right into her
opening.    She lifts her leg up and puts it on my desk chair to give me better
access.    I slowly being to probe into her with my fingers.     Slowly, at
first and then building up to a good tempo.    She begins to come, the faster I
go.    Finally, I can taste what I was after.
    We've been married for 17 years.   I haven't had sex with anyone else in
that time.   So I may be wrong about other women, but when my wife comes, the
taste of her juices changes.   It gets sweeter, and I can't get enough of it.
  After she comes the first time I'm still liking and sucking on her clit
trying to get all of her juices.     I then pull back and sit her in my chair.
  I site down on the floor with my legs over the chair legs.    She sits down
on the edge, and spreads her legs so I can get to her pussy.    I pull on the
chair and she rolls on over into perfect position for me to continue licking
her pussy.    I reach up with my right hand, and slide two fingers in, while
I'm licking her clit.    I then reach up and slide two more of my left hand,
and wait for her muscles to adjust.   As she relaxes I being to bend and flex
my fingers up inside her.    She being to come again, and I continue to lick
her clit.   She tastes so good.   I look up and her eyes are screwed tight, but
her hands are busy working over those beautiful tits.    (I didn't ask her, but
usually if I ask, she will play and suck on them for me to watch).
        Just then we hear the kids again.    She jumps up and runs to the door to
check it.    She comes back walking funny,, trying to squeeze her legs, or more
importantly, her pussy, but there is nothing in it to squeeze to finish her
orgasm.    As she recovers she tells me she can't do this anymore, cause the
kids need her.   I hand her, the skirt, and she steps into it, and buttons it
back.   She hooks her bra back and then buttons her blouse.   I gave her a few
minutes, and then walked over to her desk.    She's standing there bent over
the desk looking at the screen.    I wasn't done yet, and I guess neither was
she.    There she was with her ass sticking out, and nothing on underneath.
I reached up from behind, and inserted 2 fingers in her dripping pussy.    She
gasped, and then responded by raising up on her toes, and bending over onto her
desk squeezing those wonderful tits!    I begin slow, and then build up to
faster and faster.   She squats lower down spreading her legs more, and giving
me more access.     I can feel her starting to come, and her pussy tightening,
then she begins a muffled moan.    We can hear the kids, but this time she
doesn't care.    She explodes.   Juice is running everywhere, and I keep
pumping her as hard and as fast as I can.    Then, she can't muffle the noise
anymore.    Her lips let out a gasp as fluid pours from her pussy.    She begs
me to stop, but she continues to moan with pleasure.
        Sometimes in the past when she has what I think is a good orgasm, she might
loose control of some of the fluid in her bladder.    Sometimes, while I've
been eating her it happens, and it tastes so good one minute, then all of a
sudden, there is so much fluid I get choked if I'm not careful.    The fluid is
thin, and smells like urine.    It doesn't do a thing for me, but I've never
complained.    When it happens, I just continue to use my hands, instead of my
tongue.
        Today, as I'm pumping her from behind, she squats down, and I can hear her
much loader.   Not caring who hears at that point.    I reach around, one hand
has two finger in her pussy from behind, and then I reach around, and with the
other begin to flick her clit.    That was it.   She let out a muffled scream
and then there was fluid everywhere.   I could smell urine, but neither of us
said anything.    (later as I walked across the carpet, I could feel the puddle
she left).    When we finished, she straighten up and collect her hose, slip
and panties to go changes clothes.     I decided to get her one more, and
reached up and pulled her dress up to reveal her bare ass, and played with her
pussy again.   This time. I just rubbed her clit hard and real fast.     I
could feel the muscles tighten, and then relax as her breathing slowed down.

        I wish I could be like a women.   Capable of coming over and over.    Me, I
would be lucky to come twice in one day with hours in between.    Anyhow, now I
have to wait till tonight to get any attention, cause the kids wanted fed, and
there is work to be done‰*|..