Sated, Sore and Exhausted

The recovery from two solid days of doing nothing but making love, eating and sleeping is akin to resting with a severe hangover except my body feels simultaneously exhausted and amazing (and sore)! Since the kids left for the weekend to have a getaway with my sister and brother-in-law (it was an unscheduled skiing weekend). Since we had no plans and had so little time together as a couple, all we did was stay home.

Within five minutes of the car pulling out of our driveway, taking our kids to the other side of the state, I was on my knees, extracting Paul’s cock from his jeans, caressing and stroking him and taking the head of his beautiful penis into my mouth.  As soon as I developed a steady rhythm sucking and licking up and down his shaft with the large head of his cock moving from my lips to my throat, I began to feel small quivers and pulses of his pre-ejaculate being released onto my tongue. Oh my goodness, how sweet the taste! I continued to suck and savor his cock and after a few more minutes, his thighs tensed and his penis swelled, stiffened and grew intensely hot. I knew that he was about to erupt. Suddenly, pulse after delicious pulse of cum fired into my mouth like machinery in motion.  He flooded me and I struggled to do my best at retaining his load in my mouth (which is difficult to do with my mouth forced wide to hold my lips around his thickness).

Paul did something next that he hasn’t done for me in years. He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom, kissing me along the way as we shared his cum in our kisses. Feeling his tongue sweeping inside of my mouth as he takes semen from me into his hungry, eager lips. We both swallowed his creamy goodness as he sat me on the bed and began to slide my jeans down my thighs. The sly smirk of delight that lit up his face showed me his approval that I had no panties on in anticipation of our time together. With my jeans around my ankles and me seated on the corner of the bed, right at the edge, Paul spread my legs apart as far as he could and moved headlong towards my pussy. His hands slid around the outside of my thighs as his tongue began to dance around my labia with slight contact. His warm breath was so discernible and gave away his heavy breathing, ignited by his excitement. I peered around his head to see that his cock was fully erect and was still leaking remnants of the blowjob that I finished moments before. I wanted to reach down to retrieve the drips but I was getting lost in my husband’s touch and attention.

I was struck by a series of small orgasms as Paul moved me closer towards the larger release. As I drew closer and closer, my cries of pleasured anguish would have shocked the kids awake had this been any other evening with the kids in bed asleep. Just before reaching my climax, Paul pushed me to my back, ripping my jeans from my feet and plunged his cock inside of me in one fluid motion. Before I could tell him, “no!” he was moving his cock towards my depths. I drew my legs back to give him room to penetrate me entirely. Even though my climb towards my release had momentarily stalled, Paul’s fucking (the most intense and driven love-making) was driving me to that release. I wanted him to fuck me harder and cried out to him, “fuck me, baby! Please don’t stop!” I cried out. “Please fuck me! Make me cum, baby!” I could sense my husband was getting closer and I hoped that I could get there before he did. I let go of all thoughts – my mind was blank and yet entire focused on the sensations that were overwhelming my insides. The ticklishness was radiating from my clitoris and from deep inside of me and it was near-painful. I wanted it to stop and continue. I looked into Paul’s eyes, seeing the love and passion pouring out of him and into me drove me over the edge and I lost complete control of my body.

“Oh baby!” Paul exclaimed before I lost all awareness. I was transported as if I was drawn into my husband like medicine drawn into a syringe, combining with his body, mind and soul. Suddenly, I became aware again as my husband’s cock began to throb almost erratically. Paul was screaming unintelligibly as his semen escaped from his body and into mine, our souls once again combining but this time within me. Sheer heaven. Paul continued to thrust inside of me with his pace and stroke slowing and moving more shallow as he calmed. He leaned down to kiss me, pressing his chest against my breasts. We were drenched in sweat and the feel of his wet skin felt good, the slickness matching what was inside of me. We kissed and rested. Paul would move slightly and pause, his cock was still hard inside of me. I could feel his semen started to leak out as it ran down my ass and began to collect on the sheets. “Baby?” I said softly. “You need to get down there before we make a mess of the bed.” Paul pulled his still-hard cock out of me and moved down to enjoy his prize.

 

Slowly, Paul licked and slurped the combination of his semen and my wetness. The cool air moving over my sweat-soaked body started to give me a shiver. My husband’s licking continued. He inserted a finger or two inside of me, sweeping out the creamy mixture, taking the large amounts into his mouth. Soon, he was sucking and flicking my hyper-sensitive clitoris sending me climbing towards another orgasm.

 

 

This continued well into the night. We would sleep for a few hours and begin again. By morning, I was exhausted and sticky from sweat and cum. Paul’s face was coated in our juices and with every kiss, we were enjoying what our bodies were making for each other’s pleasure. We showered in the morning, ate and enjoyed the quiet. We drank our coffee and read for a bit before starting up once again. I have no idea or concept of time or how many orgasms I enjoyed and for that matter, I know that Paul’s last few orgasms this morning were entirely lacking semen. He said that they were almost uncomfortable to not have any cum to expel during ejaculation.

I am left sore. My clit is swollen and my vaginal canal is extremely tender hearkening back to the days when we were teenagers having intimacy marathons whenever either of our parents were gone overnight (we may have had a handful of sessions – nothing like this weekend). Our kids are almost home and we are both ready for a break from each other…

…until we get them to bed!!

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20 thoughts on “Sated, Sore and Exhausted”

    1. It has been far too long and we are looking to having another one in a few months (hopefully sooner)! I can sit just fine right now but I don’t think a cock or toy will be inside of me until at least tomorrow.

      XOXO
      Mel

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  1. I know all about the discomfort. My Queen experienced it this weekend too. It had been four weeks since we made love (because of my surgery), and she was very tender. But tender in a good way not in a bad way!

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    1. Oh, so sorry to hear that she is sore. It is the good kind of soreness! It has been a few hours since my last orgasm but in a few more I will get to enjoy a few more (but Paul is going to have to be happy with cumming in my mouth)!

      XOXO
      Mel

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    1. sadmatt,

      I am the same as most women. I believe that we are all in different situations and there are certain roadblocks that we either allow or set in place, ourselves and close ourselves off from feeling the freedom to truly give and receive physical love.

      What is happening for you and your wife?

      XOXO
      Mel

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      1. Mel, you and my wife couldn’t be more different. She could go months without sex. When we are intimate she doesn’t touch me at all. I haven’t gotten a BJ in who knows how long. She knows how import this is to me, I don’t think she doesn’t care, but I also don’t think she knows how to get past whatever she it is that holds her up. Away from kids, in a hotel and drinking she is open to sex but realistically that’s a few times a year. It’s getting better I guess, at least we can openly talk about it now, but we are a long way from where I want to be.

        I’m far enough along to want to change my profile from “Sadmatt” to something else, unfortunately that would mean setting up a new account. Thanks for asking and for sharing!

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      2. I am so sorry that things haven’t been what they really should be for you and for her. I am glad to read that you and your wife are talking openly about your needs. I understand that you are not where you want to be. Where does she want to be? Does she want more out of your intimacy? If you don’t mind my prying, does she enjoy orgasms when you make love?

        I used to really worry about sex in the house with our kids there. I never want there to be any sounds of sex emanating from our room but now, our kids are fully aware that we love each other and are very physical. Paul and I want them to know that enjoying your spouse and having sex every day is a reality that they can and hopefully do enjoy with their SOs.

        I hope that sadmatt and Mrs. Matt become very happy, very soon!

        XOXO
        Mel

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      3. I think she is actually satisfied with our love life. I go down on her whenever she will let me, often times I think she would be fine without it but she knows how much I love to do it.

        Her big thing is she is anxious and can’t relax. She knows it’s a problem but doesn’t do anything to change it. That I can see anyway. I think there is also some kind of psychological block for her. I’m not sure what and speculating doesn’t do any good anyway.

        Again, we are getting better and I love living vicariously through couples like you and Paul. Your posts are very hot and while they sometimes make me envious are a reminder that hot sex does exist even with kids.

        We will keep working at it and either reach a breakthrough or I’ll get old enough that it won’t matter. Either way we are in it for the long haul and we are in together. Thanks for your kind words!

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      4. Matt,

        I am glad that you are seeing progress with her. Don’t stop showing her how much you love her and care for her and what she feels. Try to understand the other ways that she sees demonstrations of your love for her. Paul knows that I am putty in his hands when he cooks and cleans and takes care of things around the house. When he pampers me, it makes me melt (and get very wet).

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      5. I’m not much of a cook but I clean and am very involved with the kids. I try to alleviate as much of the stress at home as I can. Her anxiety is pretty high, but I don’t dare say that or she gets pissed.

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      6. I had my suspicions that you already are a big help to her. I wonder what is at the root of her anxiety. I don’t want to press you or come across like I am prying into your lives. I truly hope that she can find a way to release that. I used to be very high stressed but there were multiple factors that were part of that. Paul has been a Godsend to me and my rock through so much of my difficulties. After a few years of marriage, we got to a point where we were intimate (ok, we had sex) 2-3 times per month. It was bad. Now, we make love daily and sometimes it isn’t enough (as this past weekend showed).

        I pray that she finds release for her anxiety and that she finds that there is relief in orgasms with you. Letting go and completely enjoying your hands on her body, lips on hers and you orally pleasing her and penetrating her with passion and tenderness!

        XOXO
        Mel

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    1. It really was incredible – the entire weekend! After this weekend that just concluded, I REALLY need another full two-plus days of intimacy with my husband. To feel that wonderful exhaustion again is so needed!

      XOXO
      Mel

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  2. I love it! It’s great to see a married couple enjoy themselves like this. Too often all you hear is that married people, especially with kids, dont have sex. We have three kids, the youngest turning 20 soon and we have sex about 3 times a day.
    It wasn’t always like that and I remember a teary wife saying she didnt know why I needed sex every day. For us, sex has evolved and is now something akin to an intimate hug. The past 10 years have bee awesome. You find ways to slip it in (pun intended) and then realize as you kids are coming of age that it really takes no time at all to get it done and that you should not leave them alone with the opposite sex for very long.

    As a parent, we are very attune to the noises in the house and can usually have sex just about anywhere knowing we have about five minutes. The quickies are fun but bedtime is typically more involved and passionate. We also have sex most every day before getting out of bed… something we started on a vacation four years ago.

    Thanks for setting a good example of how things can be in a marriage 🙂

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