Kristen’s eyes lit up. “Did you get Heidi?”
“I did.”
She did a little jump and clapped her hands. “Oh babe, that’s awesome! You are going to love her.” She threw her arms around me and gave me a peculiarly intense look. “I’m really glad you’re doing this.”
Like I said before, she could be dramatic so I didn’t read too much into it. Kristen was adorably excitable: everything was “the best” and she loved new experiences. I guess she was just happy that I was going to have my first-ever massage. The rest of the night was fairly uneventful. We had our dinner, read for a while, watched a movie and eventually headed up to bed. Sex is almost always on the table with us, especially on the weekends – simply put, we loved fucking each other. But Kristen seemed especially game tonight and we fucked with a fervour that I don’t think we’d had since our early days as a couple.
To say that she surprised me with her “finale” was an understatement. She was riding me, driving towards a climax while I played with her perfect B-cups. When she came, she came hard – her body tensed up as she rode out her orgasm, and her pussy grabbed at my cock. I fucked her throughout and it was only another minute before I erupted. I loved listening to her moan when I came – we were both deeply invested in making the other feel good in bed, and it made for some great sex.
Usually when we finished with her on top she’d just roll off of and snuggle up against me for a bit before finding her way to the washroom to take care of cleanup. But tonight was different. After my orgasm subsided, we locked eyes – a deeply loving look, saying more to each other with our eyes than our words could allow. She lifted herself up, but not off of me – she let her pussy lips hover just over me, sliding them gently along the tip of my cock. It was almost too much, with me at maximum sensitivity post-orgasm. She reached down and spread herself, letting my cum run from her open cunt and back over my cock. Seeing my cum oozing from her pussy was hot as hell and kept me hard. Satisfied that she’d coated my cock, she climbed off and slid down between my legs. She looked at me and licked her lips before leaning down and taking my still-hard cock into her mouth. I went into sensory overload, closing my eyes and trying to process the sensation. My cum made for the best lube and her mouth slid along me with silky ease. She lifted her head up and said, “your cum tastes good mixed with my pussy, babe. I could lick it up all night long.” All I could do was moan in reply. We trafficked in some dirty talk to be sure, but that was filthy by her standards. Kristen continued by licking my dick all over until she was satisfied with her cleanup job. She slid over and curled up against me, letting a hand caress my chest as she nestled in.
After a few minutes of wordless post-coitus snuggling, she got up to use the washroom. I wanted to ask her about her new “technique” – after all, if I let her know how much I liked it, maybe she’d do it again – but my body got the best of me and I was asleep in minutes.