Straight Male / 47
It's been months since we had sex...drunken anniversary missionary sex.
Last week, however, after getting rejected, I lay awake reading erotic stories. I started stroking my cock right there in bed, and started getting seriously aroused. She rolled over and her ass was warm against me in loose, silky shorts. Usually, I'm considerate enough to leave when I get to that point, but that night, I was feeling lazy and suddenly aroused by her sleeping body...maybe I could wake her up gently and get her to play along...
I gently caressed her ass, story forgotten, trying to bring her back from sleep to meet my aching cock.
She kept snoring, even when my hand dipped lower, sliding along the soft hairs of her pussy.
The tips of my fingers slid along her opening--my other hand stroked my cock steadily.
Curling my middle finger up, I got the tip wet with her juices and circled her clit. I thought that would do it for sure, but her breathing never changed. I slipped one, then two fingers inside her as far as I could, pumping them gently in and out...nothing. I imagined it was my cock in that clasping, wet pussy, though, and started to feel myself climbing toward orgasm. Turning on one side, I pumped her pussy with the same urgency I was using on myself. Within a minute, the dual action of m****ting her sleeping pussy and stroking myself drove me over the edge--I exploded with cum like I haven't in a long time!
For two days, I wondered why I wasn't feeling guilty. I knew that the word "m****t" was accurate. If I did that to a stranger or an acquaintance, I would be charged with sexual assault. Same for my wife, but I didn't care!
Friday night, things got better--or worse. She went to the neighbor's house for a women-only party. They do it once a month at someone's house so no one has to drive. She ate too little and drank too much and came home at 11:30 wasted. She was asleep in minutes, and I was in bed a few minutes after that.
There was no erotica this time--I went straight for her pussy. I worked two, then three fingers inside her, my thumb steadily grinding on her clit...she didn't stop snoring. With my slick fingers, I caressed her crack and slipped my middle finger into her ass--something she'd never stand still for during our usual sex life, or even in the good old days! It was incredibly tight, and my cock jumped with every clench.
For a while, I alternated attention between her ass and pussy...she stayed tucked on her side and never changed her breathing. Feeling greedy for more, however, I rolled her on her back. She snorted, but lay peacefully once she settled into the new position. Pulling her tank top up, I sucked each of her nipples, and getting no response, I bit them gently, flicking my tongue across the tips. They got hard as little rocks, but she didn't react otherwise.
With trembling hands I pulled one leg up to the side, spreading her wide enough to get between her thighs. My tongue dipped into her pussy and lashed her clit--the taste drove me wild! She never lets me finger her pussy deeply, but that night, I licked her from top to bottom and pushed so deep inside her that I bumped her cervix.
I had a moment of panic then--her breathing changed, and she pulled her legs together. I barely got out of the way! When she settled, she was back on her side with her ass facing away from me...how inconvenient! On the plus side, though, her snoring returned to a steady rhythm. After a moment of consideration, I got out of bed and walked around to her side. I tugged her shorts down over her ass again, thinking to stroke my cock and shoot onto her sleeping body. As I stroked, however, my hand returned to her pussy, and my thoughts started racing ahead...
If she doesn't notice my fingers, I thought, how will she notice my cock? Her pussy was already slick with juice, and it took only a brief slide along her lips to wet the head of my thick seven inches. The head slipped inside, and I held still, waiting to see what happened...which was nothing. I stroked experimentally, but she kept sleeping peacefully in her stupor. I pumped deeper, feeling that clasping ring inside her that always grips the head of my cock so perfectly. Soon, my hips were tight against her ass, my cock bumping her cervix...and still, she slept.
Slowly, with long strokes, I fucked my passed out wife. I pinched her nipples again, and reached down to tease her clit from the front. I even moved to once side and fingered her ass while my cock was inside her, feeling the pressure through her pussy wall against my cock. When I felt close to coming, I pulled almost all the way out and popped just the tip in and out of her pussy, feeling her lips grabbing at me with every stroke. Fortunately, I kept enough sanity to pull out when I came, shooting jets of cum across her silky skin...
When I was done, I slipped back inside her to enjoy the shrinking. Whipping my T shirt over my head, I wiped up the cum before it dripped onto the bed. When my cock softened and popped out of her pussy, I wiped her gently, drying her pussy and ass, then tugging her shorts and tank top back into position. A strand of cum glistened at the tip of my cock, and I wiped it up with my finger, then let it drip between her parted lips and onto her tongue...she licked her lips and kept on snoring.
The next morning, she apologized for passing out...
Last week, however, after getting rejected, I lay awake reading erotic stories. I started stroking my cock right there in bed, and started getting seriously aroused. She rolled over and her ass was warm against me in loose, silky shorts. Usually, I'm considerate enough to leave when I get to that point, but that night, I was feeling lazy and suddenly aroused by her sleeping body...maybe I could wake her up gently and get her to play along...
I gently caressed her ass, story forgotten, trying to bring her back from sleep to meet my aching cock.
She kept snoring, even when my hand dipped lower, sliding along the soft hairs of her pussy.
The tips of my fingers slid along her opening--my other hand stroked my cock steadily.
Curling my middle finger up, I got the tip wet with her juices and circled her clit. I thought that would do it for sure, but her breathing never changed. I slipped one, then two fingers inside her as far as I could, pumping them gently in and out...nothing. I imagined it was my cock in that clasping, wet pussy, though, and started to feel myself climbing toward orgasm. Turning on one side, I pumped her pussy with the same urgency I was using on myself. Within a minute, the dual action of m****ting her sleeping pussy and stroking myself drove me over the edge--I exploded with cum like I haven't in a long time!
For two days, I wondered why I wasn't feeling guilty. I knew that the word "m****t" was accurate. If I did that to a stranger or an acquaintance, I would be charged with sexual assault. Same for my wife, but I didn't care!
Friday night, things got better--or worse. She went to the neighbor's house for a women-only party. They do it once a month at someone's house so no one has to drive. She ate too little and drank too much and came home at 11:30 wasted. She was asleep in minutes, and I was in bed a few minutes after that.
There was no erotica this time--I went straight for her pussy. I worked two, then three fingers inside her, my thumb steadily grinding on her clit...she didn't stop snoring. With my slick fingers, I caressed her crack and slipped my middle finger into her ass--something she'd never stand still for during our usual sex life, or even in the good old days! It was incredibly tight, and my cock jumped with every clench.
For a while, I alternated attention between her ass and pussy...she stayed tucked on her side and never changed her breathing. Feeling greedy for more, however, I rolled her on her back. She snorted, but lay peacefully once she settled into the new position. Pulling her tank top up, I sucked each of her nipples, and getting no response, I bit them gently, flicking my tongue across the tips. They got hard as little rocks, but she didn't react otherwise.
With trembling hands I pulled one leg up to the side, spreading her wide enough to get between her thighs. My tongue dipped into her pussy and lashed her clit--the taste drove me wild! She never lets me finger her pussy deeply, but that night, I licked her from top to bottom and pushed so deep inside her that I bumped her cervix.
I had a moment of panic then--her breathing changed, and she pulled her legs together. I barely got out of the way! When she settled, she was back on her side with her ass facing away from me...how inconvenient! On the plus side, though, her snoring returned to a steady rhythm. After a moment of consideration, I got out of bed and walked around to her side. I tugged her shorts down over her ass again, thinking to stroke my cock and shoot onto her sleeping body. As I stroked, however, my hand returned to her pussy, and my thoughts started racing ahead...
If she doesn't notice my fingers, I thought, how will she notice my cock? Her pussy was already slick with juice, and it took only a brief slide along her lips to wet the head of my thick seven inches. The head slipped inside, and I held still, waiting to see what happened...which was nothing. I stroked experimentally, but she kept sleeping peacefully in her stupor. I pumped deeper, feeling that clasping ring inside her that always grips the head of my cock so perfectly. Soon, my hips were tight against her ass, my cock bumping her cervix...and still, she slept.
Slowly, with long strokes, I fucked my passed out wife. I pinched her nipples again, and reached down to tease her clit from the front. I even moved to once side and fingered her ass while my cock was inside her, feeling the pressure through her pussy wall against my cock. When I felt close to coming, I pulled almost all the way out and popped just the tip in and out of her pussy, feeling her lips grabbing at me with every stroke. Fortunately, I kept enough sanity to pull out when I came, shooting jets of cum across her silky skin...
When I was done, I slipped back inside her to enjoy the shrinking. Whipping my T shirt over my head, I wiped up the cum before it dripped onto the bed. When my cock softened and popped out of her pussy, I wiped her gently, drying her pussy and ass, then tugging her shorts and tank top back into position. A strand of cum glistened at the tip of my cock, and I wiped it up with my finger, then let it drip between her parted lips and onto her tongue...she licked her lips and kept on snoring.
The next morning, she apologized for passing out...
