A Bedtime Story

I just woke up, restless as hell.  So maybe if I tell you guys a good story, I'll be able to go back to sleep!

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They'd gone to bed as usual that night: her reading, him playing around with some game on his phone.  He finished the game, turned over and tried to get comfortable.  She was feeling a little tired, so she reached over, turned out her light, and turned to snuggle with her husband, only to be met with his broad back.

Hmmm...  she thought.  She craved a connection with this man, one that had been missing the past few days.

She curled her body around his, put her face next to his ear, whispered I love you.  That got a good response.  All right then, time for her next move.  One hand slowly, seductively, began its way down his side, rubbing him softy, stroking him from hip to thigh, and back up.  Maybe I can help you get a little more comfortable... ever so lightly in his ear.

She heard him smile in the dark.  "Maybe," he allowed.

Pushing the black comforter back, she pulled her husband over so that he was lying on his back, then climbed between his knees.  He was more than happy to open them enough to accomodate her as she knelt before him. Her hands groped for him in the dark... found his smooth belly, rubbed up to play with the hair on his chest, slid down to cradle his strong hips... moved lower, searching, and immediately found his hard, waiting cock.  She giggled a little before bending to lick just the tip, automatically glancing towards his face to gauge his reaction.  Unfortunately, all was black, and he chose to remain silent, unwilling to let her know what he was thinking.

She bent to her task eagerly.  His cock smelled like male; like him.  She ran her tongue along the underside, followed that with her finger; let her saliva fall on the head and used thumb and forefinger to spread it along the sensitive under-edges.  She couldn't see his face, but she knew she was doing well, judging by how hard he was getting.

After sufficiently handling it, she got right down to business, sucking it all the way down her throat.  God, it tasted just like it smelled: manly.  She ran her tongue down the shaft while it was still inside her mouth, then sucked him down just a little further, making herself quiver and gag, just like he liked.  Then she began fucking her own mouth with his cock.  She put her hands under his ass, to keep them out of the way, and impaled herself on his length, sucking it into her throat, then slowly releasing it through pursed lips, her tongue dancing over it for a moment before drawing it back into her again.

She felt him start to tense, knew that she could make him come this way alone, and was perfectly happy with that, but he'd been wanting more lately.

With a last kiss to his penis, she rose, turned, and thrust her very wet pussy onto his hard cock.  His grunt of approval told her she'd done the right thing.  She leaned forward just a bit, right to that angle that rubbed him perfectly inside of her (and gave him a great view of her ass, since he could see way better in the dark than she) and began to fuck him.  Immediately his hands came to encircle her waist, helping her with her rhythm.

It felt so good having him inside of her that she slipped her fingers underneath herself, rubbing her slick, wet clit as she pounded down on top of him.  She moaned, moving her ass back towards his belly in small circles, feeling his cock swell and pulse inside of her.

His hands moved then.  His fingers dipped between her legs, wetted themselves in her copious juices, and two of them pushed deep into her ass, now filling both her holes completely with him.  It sent her over the edge.  She moaned and pushed against him, both hands now on the bed to stablize herself as she came hard on top of him just a moment before he exploded inside of her...

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So you'd think I'd be sleeping better tonight, right? ;)