Me And My Wife

This is a true story, one that happened to me not too long ago. I left out our names and city, but it all happened just as I put it down. I  have seen a lot of stories by people who have great  sex  with partners  whom they  had barely met, but in  my  experience,  at least, it does not work that way. 

My wife and I have been married for two years, and it seems that our marriage - and our sex life! -  have  kept improving all the time we have been together.  The story here should help explain why. I am an inch or so under 6 feet tall. I have dark black eyes  and black,  hair. I like to think I am reasonably good  looking  (as everyone fell about themselves), but don't consider myself excep­tional. My  wife, though, is something else. She is quite  small,  5'11". Her ancestry is apparent at first glance. She has jet-black eyes, and  her  long, silky, black hair hangs to her waist. She  has  a slender,  golden skinned body, with almost no body  hair,  except for the soft, straight hair that covers her pussy. She  sometimes complains about her breasts, wishing that they were bigger, but I find  them lovely. She has one feature, however, that stunned  me the  first time I undressed her - she has the biggest  nipples  I have  ever  seen on a woman, even in a movie.  She  actually  has rather  small areolae, perhaps an inch across, but rising out  of them  are two huge, red-brown nipples, even in repose as  big  as the first joint of my thumb.

They are so long that when she wears a  bra  she actually has to fold them over, and she  never  dares leave the house without a bra as they are visible  through  any­thing. It  was a Friday evening. We didn't plan to go out that  evening, so  my wife and I got ready for bed soon after dinner. She  show­ered  while I went through my evening TV progames, when she  came back out, I headed in to cool off. When  I came back from my shower, I found her lying in bed. As  I walked  up, she threw back the covers. Instead of  the  nightgown she had been wearing, her sole adornment was a jade bracelet.  By the moistness of her pussy, I could see that she had been warming herself up for my return. I  paused for a moment, running my eyes from one end of her  body to the other. Now that she had an audience, she began to run  her hands  over  her body, gently tugging her nipples with  one  hand while the other slid down to rub her wet pussy. I wanted to  stop and enjoy the view, but I couldn't resist her when she begged  me to come to bed and not make her wait. As  I walked towards her, I let my bathrobe slide to  the  floor. She stood to meet me. 

As soon as she was within reach I swept her into a passionate kiss. I could feel her stiff nipples rubbing my chest, while she straddled one thigh and began to grind her slick pussy  against it. She came almost immediately, crushing  herself against me as hard as she could. After  she had recovered slightly, I laid her gently on the  bed. When I laid  down beside her, though, she shook her head and made me  roll onto my back. A moment later, she surprised me again  by taking my aching cock into her mouth. Oral  sex has never been a big part of our love life. Although  I *love*  the  taste of her sweet pussy, she is so  sensitive  that anything  more  than  a small amount of kissing  sends  her  into overload.  Anyway, she is so responsive that it is rarely  neces­sary - she almost always climaxes for the first time long  before I do. Usually,  she is a bit uneasy about giving head, but  this  night she  was  sucking away. Somehow, I managed to keep  myself  under control, but it was a near thing. Just before I reached the point of no return, she eased off, sliding up my body to give me a deep kiss. As my breathing began to slow back to normal, she slid out of bed and  put  a tape into the VCR. She had chosen it carefully  -  it opened immediately into a scene showing a tiny asian woman mount­ing a large blond man. Matching her motions to the tape, my  wife moved  to mount me. After wriggling a bit to find the best  posi­tion,  she  impaled herself on my cock all the way to  the  hilt. Before I had fully absorbed the sensation of entry she was  mash­ing her clit into my pubic bone. At  first, we both watched the tape. I was soon too  absorbed  in her  to pay attention, especially since her long black  hair  had fallen around my face like a silky tent. All I could see was  her lovely  face. 

She, however, had her eyes locked on the screen.  I could  tell how the tape was progressing just by her excitement. She was already as hot as I had ever known her. I could hear  her whimpering  with excitement, and feel her stiff nipples  dragging across my chest. Suddenly, she pushed her upper body up to  arm's length and begged me to kiss her tits. Normally, her nipples are almost as sensitive as her pussy -  too much  stimulation is painful. Tonight, though, the more I  kissed and sucked the more she seemed to enjoy it. I have never seen her nipples so swollen; already hard, they stood out at least an inch and  a half. Although I was already sucking as hard as  I  could, she was begging for more. When  I let her erect nipple slide from my mouth, she let  out  a little whimper of disappointment, but she became even more excit­ed when she felt my hands slide up and each cup a breast. She let out  a wail as she felt me began to roll her nipples  between  my fingers  as I thrust. I was pulling and rubbing them hard enough that I was afraid of hurting her, but she loved it - the harder I pulled  and twisted, the more savagely she ground her pussy  into me. I thought that she had reached her peak, but I was wrong. She was almost incoherent as she begged me to do it harder - more -  even if  it hurt her. I leaned down and began to bite sharply  at  her nipples. She loved it! She began to alternately lean forward  and pull  back, timing her hardest moves to occur when I had  a  firm grip  on  her nipples. The sensation of her stiff  nipples being dragged  between my teeth was unbelievable. I finally  bit  quite hard  on her left nipple and pulled my head back, stretching  her nipple  even further. With a shriek, she came, even  harder  than the first time. After  the  workout  she had already had, I expected  her  to  be exhausted, but after a moment to recover her breath, she began to ride me again. 

Though I wanted to hold back, the renewed stimula­tion was too much for me - I began to erupt like a geyser,  pumping  a huge load into her hot pussy. She moved up to straddle  my stomach,  holding herself upright while sliding her wet  pussy  - even wetter with my come - back and forth against my body. With a convulsive shudder, she came for a final time and collapsed  into my arms. We  lay like that, cuddled in each other's arms, until  we  could both  speak. When we were able to notice  our  surroundings,  we began  to  laugh - the covers  had been thrown on the  floor,  we were both slick with sweat, and both her pussy and my belly  were covered  with  a mixture of sperm and pussy  juice. Somehow,  we managed  to stagger back into the shower before we embraced  once more and drifted off to sleep. Comments are welcome at loveablesiva@rediffmail.com