Housewife — Saffron Sands

It had been a hell of a day with kids arguing and my temper flaring. All I could think about was getting a break and a chance to relax.

I was far from being in a Betty Crocker frame of mind so I sent the kids outside to play for a while, telling them we could go out for dinner and ice cream when Daddy got home. At this point, I was willing to purchase an ice cream parlor if it would give me five minutes of peace and quiet.

Thankfully the kids agreed without an argument and went out the door. While they were playing, I sat on the couch flipping through channels when something caught my attention. There on the television screen was a couple having obviously mind-blowing sex.

The buxom actress squirmed with delight as the handsome actor kissed her breasts and pounded into her with his cock. There was a sheet strategically covering the good bits but you easily got the drift of what was going on underneath the red silk!

“That’s exactly what I need.” A smile came to my face as the actor’s moans shot a shiver through my body.

I was totally enthralled in the lovemaking scene when I heard the door creaking open, I quickly changed the channel.

“I’m home.” My husband said.

“Hello.” I practically sang as I ran to him, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

Still excited from the visions that the TV had put in my head, the urge to have him was more than I could stand. The gentle kiss that we usually greet each other with wasn’t going to be enough today. I pressed my lips firmly to his and slipped my anxious tongue in his mouth.  His lips parted and let me in, my stomach fluttered and I needed more. I couldn’t resist shoving my tongue in deeper, desperate to taste him.

Greg matched my passion and pulled me close. We stood there kissing until my legs were wobbly.

When our lips parted, he smiled and asked, “What has gotten into you?”

I whispered in his ear, “I need you inside me as soon as possible.”, and stepped away from him, casually dragging my hand across the bulge in his khaki pants.

Both of us were ready to rip off of our clothes and hit the bed,  the problem was the kids were still up for about another four hours. Since I was feeling particularly naughty, I decided to tease Greg until the kids were fast asleep and I could extinguish the fire that was stirring in my jeans.

 It was dangerous, the way I acted the entire evening but Greg loved it! I fondled his ass and crotch when I was sure no one in the restaurant would notice. When I leaned in to tell him something I would nibble his ear or nuzzle his neck. He was so turned on by my behavior that he continually had to block his erection from view. His mischievous grin and the sparkle in his eyes only encouraged me to continue rubbing up against him and massaging his cock through his pants every chance I could get.

At last, the kids were in bed, and I could drop the Mommy character for the rest of the evening.  I grabbed Greg’s hand, leading him down the hall to our bedroom. My legs trembled and my panties were wet at the thought of things to come. Once in the bedroom I pushed him on the bed and locked the door.

“You have been a naughty girl tonight. Where did all this come from?”

“I’ve had enough of being Mommy and I want to be something else tonight.” I said playfully approaching him.

Greg sat on the edge of our bed and as I stood in front of him I ran my hands up and down his arms slowly feeling his large biceps. Just caressing his arms made my body spring to life. I felt the blood rushing through my veins and my skin becoming more sensitive. I slowly moved my hands over his shoulders and across his broad chest. My hands shook as I began to unbutton his shirt. I pulled his neatly tucked shirt out of his pants and slipped it off his shoulders, admiring his manly chest.

Greg teasingly slid his hands up my thighs as I leaned in and nuzzled his neck, smelling his cologne, the intoxicating scent of him made me light headed. I gently ran my lips across his neck and gave him a few playful bites.

Greg grabbed me by the waist, pulling me to him and onto the bed in one quick movement.

“Enough of this teasing, I want you so bad it hurts.”

He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my lips to his. He forcefully shoved his tongue in my mouth and I responded just as vigorously. Our tongues moved together, the velvety sensation driving me crazy and I could feel my pussy pulsating.

Simultaneously we began grasping at each other’s clothes in a mad rush, hungry for the feel of skin. With clothes successively thrown about the room, Greg got on top of me and eagerly kissed my neck sending tingles through every nerve in my body and gathering between my legs. The sensation made me moan and wriggle my hips in search of his swollen cock. I tried to place my hands on Greg’s arms as he moved to my right breast and he pinned them firmly to the mattress.

“Don’t move. I want you to lay back and enjoy.”

I lay there as still as I could while his tongue flicked at my rock hard nipples. My back arched begging for more but Greg just lightly touched them stirring up my already sensitive body. Hungrily he sucked up my right nipple into his mouth, sucking it and lightly pinching the other. I grabbed handfuls of pillow in an effort to keep my hands off him, gasping and writhing in delight.

Greg released my nipple, and teasingly licked my stomach as he gradually moved down to my wet pussy. He tenderly kissed all around my pelvis and the inside of my thighs. I could feel myself getting wetter with every touch of his lips and shivers shot through me when his steamy breath made contact with my skin. I squirmed as he paid attention to areas that I had forgotten existed.

Greg crawled back up beside me and lay on his left side, rolling me onto my left and pulled me tight to him so his cock poked me from behind. With his left arm under me he was able to hold me in place while his right arm was free to fondle me.

He raised my leg up, draping it over him then slipped his erect cock between my legs. He moved his hips slowly rubbing my clit with the head of his cock.  His breathing quickened and he held me tighter.

I gasped every time he passed over my clitoris sending lightening quick shivers all over my body. As he continued I felt a wave starting in my pussy and slowly rising. I reached back with my right arm and grabbed his hair pulling him to me.

“Not yet, Baby. I’m not even close to being done with you.” He whispered in my ear.

I let out a sigh partially in frustration but mainly in anticipation of what my husband was going to do next.

With my leg still draping him, he slid his hand between my legs, his fingers gliding easily over my moistened pussy. My pussy twitched and the lightening shot through me yet again. He didn’t move his hand or his fingers, just sat his hand there and applied pressure to my clit and let my pussy beg for more.

I wanted to move but the warmth of his hand and the gentle pressure he applied was so incredible I didn’t have to. We lay there motionless and panting. My pussy quivered again, sending unbelievable pleasure throughout me like a ripple on a pond. We could stand it no more and he plunged his cock deep inside me.

I let out a deep-throated moan and grabbed his arm. He thrust into me hard and quick and I just held on and enjoyed every inch of him. Our sweaty bodies smacked together and the sound of it pushed me closer to climax. With every thrust, he grunted and held me tighter.

“Roll over. I want on top.” I said with what little breath I had.

Greg flipped onto his back and I climbed right on. I inserted his engorged cock into my pussy, sliding slowly down, dragging out the incredible sensation. As I swallowed him completely he grabbed my waist.

With my legs straddling him I raised myself up and down his long shaft. I was aware of all the details of his cock. The way it curves to the left and the notch when I reached the head.

Sitting on top of him, I had the freedom to wiggle and grind at my own pace. I moved up and down just a little at a time and then in small circles and as I did this make shift belly dance, our moans got progressively louder as the intensity of the sensations increased.

Sensing that I was about to climax, Greg placed his hands on my hips helping me to sustain my position and keeping up the rhythm. I leaned forward placing my hands on his chest digging my nails into his sweaty flesh. He groaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure and I felt his body stiffen as he tried to drive his cock in me just a little further, spraying his load deep into me.

The feeling of his burst pushed me over the edge and warmth shot through my blood.

I inhaled deeply as the pleasure rushed through me; a little sigh escaped my lips. I began to relax as the ride came to an end but just as quickly another orgasm came over me only more intense. I rotated my hips rubbing my swollen clit into the hairy pubic bone of my husband. The wave crashed into my pussy and flowed into every bit of my being followed by a warm tingle that jumped from cell to cell. My toes curled and I was about to scream when Greg covered my mouth with his hand. I squealed and moaned and my breath came in quick gasps. As my orgasm leveled out I shuddered and collapsed onto Greg’s chest. He stroked the small of my back gently and let out soft moans as my pussy repeatedly contracted and released his cock.

“That was one hell of an orgasm.” Greg said.

I gently kissed him on the lips and replied, “That’s one hell of a dick.”

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Saffron Sands dreams of pleasuring the world, one story at a time. She likes red wine with ice-cubes, pirates and hot sex. In her spare time, she reads and writes of sensual adventures both real and imagined.