My hips began thrusting to meet his mouth as my orgasm built. My mouth dropped open and as I sucked in a deep breath, I felt the imminent explosion. Just as I started to climb to the peak, however, the sensations stopped. His mouth moved away and his hands slid to plant on the bed next to my hips. I groaned my disappointment, still panting, and my glazed eyes opened to protest. Before I could get a word out, however, his mouth closed over mine. I could taste myself on his lips, his tongue. I could feel my juices on his mustache and goatee, where they had soaked his face. Still incredibly turned on and wet, it didn't take much for his cock to slide inside me.
Normally, he takes his time, thrusting inside me only a little bit more with each push. But tonight, he was in a hurry. That's ok- so was I. His first thrust filled me completely and I could feel how hard and turned on he was when his cock pulsed inside me. His mouth remained on mine. His lips spread mine, and he thrust his tongue into my mouth in the same rhythm his cock was entering me. Feeling like I was being filled with two throbbing hard-ons turned me on even more, and I could feel additional wetness seeping out of me onto the bed.
My husband's rigid, raging tool continued to pump into me, and before long, I felt my orgasm building again. My hips rocked to meet his thrusts, and my arms stayed locked around him, holding his mouth to mine. He began thrusting more quickly, bottoming out in my cunt with each movement. He began moaning into my mouth, and I knew that his orgasm was not far behind. Wanting to come together, I clamped my thighs around him and began thrusting more quickly into him. With a final groan, he thrust deep inside, just before my peak was reached, and I knew he was coming. I wasn't quite there yet, and whimpered into his mouth. I tried to keep thrusting, but I knew that I wasn't going to get there. Disappointed but trying to hide it, I let my head fall back to the pillow.
My husband, who I thought was oblivious to my thoughts, pulled out of me, much more quickly than normal. Still trying to cover my disappointment, I didn't move. He did, however. He slid back down my body and settled between my thighs. Knowing where this was going, but not quite believing it, I didn't move until his tongue touched me again.
Knowing that he had just filled me with his seed, I was shocked the instant he touched me. The shock didn't last long though- only a few seconds later, I was exploding. The orgasm that had almost peaked twice ripped out of me when I felt the combination of his tongue on my clit and his fluid dripping down my puckered anal entrance. Unable to hold back, I grabbed his head and held him tight to my aching pussy as I came, and came again, and again. The waves crashed over me, and my breathing came to a standstill while the orgasm kept coming. Finally, when I had nothing left, my hand fell away from his head, and my body melted into the mattress. Dazed, I felt him rest his head against my thigh, then turn his face and plant a kiss before he stood up and went into the bathroom. I was still blissed out a few minutes later when he returned and kissed my lips again. I remember mumbling a "thank you" and an "I love you", but not much else directly after. I know only this- the real thing is SO MUCH better than the fantasy, and the fact that it is not going to be a frequent occurrence will make it that much more special when it finally does.
