Yesterday started out like any other normal Sunday. I was tr..
Published: March 11th 2024, 6:14:51 pm
Yesterday started out like any other normal Sunday. I was trying to enjoy the last part of my weekend while also preparing for the week ahead. I slipped on a hoodie and a pair of shorts and started cleaning up around the house. I didn't think I looked sexy, but my husband was quick to notice my outfit and his arousal was immediate. We spent Saturday night exporting each other's bodies and the fun continued Sunday morning, so I was a little surprised to see his excitement grow as I was just cleaning the house.
Throughout the day, we took any chance we could to sneak into our room and fuck. His only goal was to make me cum as many times as he could. If we weren't fucking, we were flirting with eachother and sending sexy pictures back and forth. Lately, we have been so caught up in everyday life that we needed connection. We needed to prioritize being husband and wife.
When evening came, we had the house to ourselves. My husband took my hand and lead me into the shower. As he was gently washing my body, I could see how much he was enjoying it. His strong arms held me tight so I had the freedom to relax and enjoy being pampered. He pressed his swollen shaft into my hip as he massaged and cleaned my back. His hands were teasing me, caressing every part of my silky skin, except the one place I really wanted him to touch. After what felt like an eternity, he made it to heavens gate and I gushed everywhere. After using his godly hands to pleasure me repeatedly, we dried off so we could move into the bedroom. I was completely satisfied and exhausted, but seeing him walk around with a rock hard cock left me craving more. Instead of moving into the bedroom, I sat on my bathroom counter and he instantly knew what to do. My legs spread and he vigorously rubbed my clit with his throbbing cock. I could feel tension building, my breathing heightened...and finally, a warm wave released throughout my body. The dam broke and I flooded our bathroom. My body was weak, but the excitement of squirting spurred him on. He didn't stop and neither did I. Wave after wave, I drenched both of our once clean bodies and our bathroom floor was now a lake. I lost count of how many orgasms I had over the course of 24 hours. Total elation and exhaustion took over, and I fell asleep the second my head hit the pillow.