Nighttime Desire

It was another quiet night. After my bath, I leaned against the bed, absentmindedly flipping through a magazine. I dried quickly, not because of the weather, but because that burning desire within me was rekindling. Faintly,
I heard melodious singing coming from the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of running water. She didn't seem to be in a hurry, but all of this made me unable to control myself.
I got up to push the bathroom door, only to find it locked from the inside. Then I heard my wife's giggling.
"Oh, you! I can't take it anymore!"
"Good brother, wait a little longer!" she pleaded. This sound was like adding fuel to the fire, but I was helpless and could only return to bed, staring blankly at the door.
I heard a noise, and a faint fragrance wafted from afar. I turned my head and closed my eyes tightly. The annoying thing was, I didn't move, and neither did she. Finally, I gave in and suddenly opened my eyes. Sure enough, there stood my wife, smiling, by the bed. She was wearing a bathrobe, half-open, half-closed, her beautiful body partially revealed. I was overcome with lust and got up to pounce on her, but my wife tapped my head with her little finger: "Behave yourself." Then she knelt on the bed in front of me, smiling as she took off her bathrobe.
I couldn't hold back any longer and got up anyway. I buried my head in my wife's chest, sucking on her cute pink nipples, while my other hand kept kneading her other breast. I hugged her waist and tried to push her onto the bed, but she pushed me away. I was a little confused and looked at her sideways. My wife chuckled and said, "Today I am the phoenix on top, and you, this little snake, must bow down."
"Alright, I grant your permission."
"Okay," my wife laughed.
There were two pillows behind me, and I lay comfortably with my hands behind my head. My wife turned her head forward and kissed me for a while, then knelt between my legs.
My wife didn't have much pubic hair, but it still made my lower abdomen itch. I reached out and caressed her breasts, and after she responded, I joined in with my mouth. Soon, my wife's breasts became hard and large, and the temperature between her legs rose higher and higher. She actively rubbed her lower abdomen against my genitals, and my penis, already erect, pressed against her lower abdomen through her pubic hair.
I lay back down, and my wife lifted her buttocks, grasping my penis. Her small hands were soft and delicate, trembling slightly. My wife paused, noticing a few short, curly black hairs on the head of my penis—hers, of course. She picked up one of her pubic hairs, waved it in front of my eyes, and then placed it on my chest. Afterward, she slowly sat down.
I immediately started thrusting upward. My wife didn't move, letting me move. But soon she responded, beginning to practice rising and falling. Of course, the range of motion was small, and the speed was slow. When her buttocks lifted, most of my penis was still inside her; when she fell, it was fully inserted again, but with considerable force. The flesh inside rubbed together, and the skin outside made a crisp slapping sound.
After warming up, we got down to business. My wife increased her speed and the range of motion became larger. When she lifted her buttocks, most of my penis was exposed, but when she sat down, it was still fully inside. My wife started moaning loudly, and when I was afraid I would ejaculate too soon, she stopped and started playing around, twisting her hips back and forth and side to side. I enjoyed it immensely, thinking: who's training whom here?
My wife started thrusting again, and this time I met her with all my might, thrusting hard a few times: "Oh...oh...um...
hum..." My wife's voice trembled from my thrusting, but she immediately retaliated, pounding down hard. I released her nipples, leaned back on the bed, and shouted, thrusting forward. My wife let out a long sigh and sat down between my legs.
My wife was panting, her eyes sweeping over my genitals, which were uncooperatively retreating. "Hey," my wife gave me a disgruntled look.
"Please allow me to take my leave, Your Majesty."
"No."
My wife, disregarding the sticky wetness of the thing, reached out to rub it, her hands immediately covered in white semen. But my penis was still somewhat limp.
My wife parted her thighs, welcoming my penis with her warm genitals, rubbing them against my penis, drops of semen dotting her dark pubic hair like snowflakes adorning the earth. But I still didn't react much.
My wife let out a coquettish moan, then moved closer to me, parting her legs and separating her labia, using her semen-covered fingers to rub and probe inside. This time I couldn't resist, plunging my head into her groin, licking wildly without warning. My wife moaned with pleasure, one hand stroking my hair, the other reaching down to my genitals, grasping my penis and rubbing it up and down. Finally, this time my penis regained its vigor, throbbing in my wife's hand.
My wife immediately moved between my legs, spread them apart, hoisted them onto her shoulders, and then plopped down on me. I hadn't expected her to be so wild, and I was naturally thrilled, eagerly responding.
She kept screaming, swinging her long hair, and with each rise and fall, her breasts bounced wildly, her adorable eyes blinking. I quickly got up, wrapped my arms around her slender waist, and began to lick her red eyes. My wife let out another long moan, her lower body trembling, and she wrapped her arms around my head, pressing it tightly against her breasts.

[The End]

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