We’ve been so busy. It’s been 6 weeks since I wrote last–longer than I thought. As usual we’ve been playing 2-4 nights a week; we’ve had plenty of good nights and at least one best night ever–oh wow, it was good. Like I said last time, it had a lot to do with taking a few nights off. If I recall, we fooled around on a Saturday night and then not again until the following Thursday. Maybe it was Wednesday. In any case at least 4 days of internal pressure building for me, and that night I was so hard for so long.
Also for Chrismukkah I bought her this tiny faux leather skirt and some skimpy tops to go with it, and I put her in that with some thigh highs, and oh my god her tiny little butt looked so sweet and delicious. Yow.
The real story, unfortunately, of the last few weeks is that she’s gotten some weird UTI. She got infected with Klebsiella, a pretty unusual pathogen in otherwise healthy people. I’ve been steering clear of her backside, and we cut back a bit on the fucking, but after the first course of antibiotics seemed to clear things up, after the next big night she was feeling icky again. They prescribed her a longer course of some stronger antibiotic and we vowed to get her through it without me complicating things down there, but four nights later, last night, we were at it again. It was actually really fun and different; we were in bed, lights off, had kissed goodnight, when she rolled over and started kissing me. I thought we were just goofing off, not going all the way, and she said “yeah” but then kept going and before long we decided to just go with it. Well, we took some gummies but being all ornery already we just kept making out while we waited for them to kick in … and who knows why but they decided to kick in really quickly, like 10 minutes. But before then we had some sober sex and that was fun. The weed dries her out a little but at least for that few minutes, she was dripping and I fucked her with just a little saliva for lube. It just made everything really fun and easy, plus she was a lot more mobile for the first 20 minutes than she is when fully high and gets glued down to the bed.
It was an incredible night; had it lasted longer it would qualify as a best night ever and maybe it was anyway. But after lots and lots of fucking and everything else, and the most awesome blow job that had me begging for mercy, after one long bout of pussy pounding I got short of breath and was dripping with sweat. We took a break, I feel asleep, so did she, and then when we woke up an hour later I could get her moving again but she was groggy. So I just said “are you ready for me to come?” She said yes; I tried to body-language her into saying something dirty, but it was too late. I had a great orgasm, but emotionally it felt a little perfunctory in the end.
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Update two days later. We went to a New Year’s Eve party at a friend’s house. We didn’t really know anyone there so we had to just talk to each other mostly, until people were drunk enough they could talk to anyone, which happened by about 10:45pm. She had a very spangly outfit on, something like
but in two pieces, with long sleeves, and form-fitting. She wore it with black thigh-highs and a couple times during the evening I and all the other men there got glimpses of the lace at their tops. It was so hot. I couldn’t keep my hands off her little butt cheeks, but at least there were a lot of times nobody was behind us so I was able to do it in secrecy.
She sometimes likes when I touch her inappropriately in public, but she wouldn’t like being noticed being inappropriately touched, so she mostly shuts me down when I try it. Last night it was great; I got to grab her little ass and squeeze more or less all night, and she just enjoyed it and got a little horny along with me.
Once, ages ago, pretty soon after we started going out so let’s say 2000ish, we went with a lot of friends, maybe 12 all together, to the early hours at some big club. You can get in easily when it’s early because they need to get a warmup crowd going or the later, hipper arrivals feel like they came too early. In fact if I recall we paid $20 each for all-you-can-drink for the first two hours or something like that. Anyway, we all got pretty wasted and while we were all sitting cramped in a big booth, I slid my hand up her skirt under the table, pushed her lace panties to one side, and started working her clit. She disguised it well, clutching my arm when she came so that her neighbor on the other side, our friend A—- (not her real first initial), wouldn’t feel too much shaking. Anyway the club was so loud and dark, and we at the table were so drunk and lively, nobody noticed anything. It was hot. Maybe I was starting to realize what a slut she was (although to be honest I always expected her to be one).
Then the really amazing part, maybe 2 minutes later, she leaned into A—-‘s ear and said “my boyfriend just made me come with his fingers.” Now I doubt A—- had any understanding of how easily my wife can come, but she was impressed and lamented “I wish D– would do that to me.” After that, the next few times I saw A—- she cornered me into a one-to-one conversation and flirted a little (this was enough evidence for me to believe that A—- expected I could really satisfy her, a pretty significant ego boost). Meanwhile D– already would lay his hand on my wife’s knee and commit various other little transgressions, forgivable when your wife is as hot as mine is. A—-, if you’re reading this, sorry–maybe it’s wishful thinking on my part but I believe you developed the hots for me after that incident. Did you ever tell D–? I mean, not that you had the hots for me, but that you wished he would get you off in public more often.
Digression over. We got home from the party, took some gummies, and I fucked her brains out. She had replaced the skirt & top with a silk pajama top and some black lace panties; I put black stilettos on her and with the thigh highs and her hot, skinny, muscular legs I was in heaven. Oh, and she totally killed it with the cocksucking–I was so hard, and she was being so dirty, and her little ass up in the air looked so sweet and tasty. And she kept it up for a lot longer than usual–I was staying still so didn’t cause her any throat distress, which meant she was able to continue until her jaw was worn out (which isn’t terribly long given our size differences, but 4 minutes of heaven is still heaven). One bonus–she’s gotten her hair cut shorter recently. I loved the long hair but she looks great like this, too, and I can see a lot more. My big cock in her two tiny hands and her little mouth just looks so, so good.
Everything was so good, in fact, that we fell asleep naked and woke up naked. I fed the cats and came back to bed; an hour later were were fucking again, our first morning sex in a while. What a body my girl has, holy shit. A perfect NYE night, and a perfect New Year’s Day.
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