My pussy is still so horny

Time flies.

My daughter got married and became pregnant six months later. This news brought joy, but also filled me with endless emotions. I married and had children early, and I'm only in my early forties this year. I've always taken good care of myself, so my figure hasn't changed much; I'm just a bit fuller than when I was younger. Strangers usually mistake me for someone in their thirties. I've always thought I was still young, but I never imagined I'd be a grandmother so soon.

In my mind, a grandmother is an old woman. While I was happy for my daughter's pregnancy, I also asked myself: Am I getting old?

One night, after taking a shower, lying in bed, I asked my husband this question. He said, "Old? You're still as tender as before. You're so juicy, you'll be wet with juice if you pinch you, and a couple of pinches and you'll be overflowing with moisture." And as he said this, he seemed to get excited, and a large hand familiarly explored between my legs.

When I asked my husband this question, I was a little nervous and didn't really want to have sex. However, years of intimate contact had allowed my husband to thoroughly explore all the secrets of my body, and he knew how to arouse my desire as quickly as possible.

My husband used both his hands and mouth, his tongue sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily sweeping across my chest, neck, and nipples, occasionally sucking and biting my nipples. One hand spread my legs apart, his palm covering my inner thighs, his fingers and fingers pressing, rubbing, and kneading my vulva and clitoris.

This was my favorite way for my husband to tease me. Under his caresses and play, my legs quickly became wet, and even fluid flowed out. I could feel his fingers becoming slippery from my vaginal fluid.

After a while, my body began to writhe restlessly under my husband's ministrations, as if my body was seeking something. My legs were spread wide, and my vulva was itching and yearning for my husband's entry. As is our usual practice, my husband would thrust his hard penis forcefully into my vagina, then pound away, making a slapping sound as his penis slammed against my body. He knows I crave his rough, direct thrusting when I'm extremely wet and eager, just like right now.

But this time, my husband did things differently. He didn't penetrate me when I needed his penis so much. He didn't seem to sense the emptiness and longing in my vagina being filled. Instead, he lowered his body, burying his head between my legs. The next moment, I felt my husband's tongue licking my wet opening, then moving upwards to my clitoris, before opening his mouth and taking it in.

I didn't get my husband's penis, but I got his tongue. Although my vagina still felt empty, his tongue gave me a different kind of stimulation. He hadn't licked me like this in a long time.

Under my husband's vigorous licking, I quickly reached a clitoral orgasm. After my ecstatic cries of climax, my husband, having achieved his goal, lay down beside me.

After catching my breath, I sat up and reached out to grasp my husband's penis. It was limp; he wasn't a twenty-year-old anymore. I stroked it a couple of times, then bent down and took it into my mouth, licking and swallowing for about two minutes until he became erect. I stopped licking his penis, spread my legs, straddled his waist, guided his shaft to my vagina, and sat down.

"Ah..." Finally, his penis was inside me, and I couldn't help but moan.

My vagina had been empty for a while, and now I needed to penetrate quickly. I squatted on either side of my husband's waist, my hands on his chest, and began to thrust my hips up and down forcefully and rapidly, my buttocks hitting his lower abdomen with a "slap, slap" sound.

As I straddled his waist, passionately thrusting my hips, I also rubbed my own breasts with one hand. This was one of my favorite positions; although it was physically demanding, it allowed me to control the movement and thrust at my own pace.

I worked hard, moving my hips against my husband's body.

But—I never imagined that my husband, who had been with me for so many years with his hard penis, would one day go soft during penetration. And today, it went soft. As I lifted my hips, his penis slipped out. I thought I had moved too much, so I held it, ready to continue, but when I held it, I found it was a little soft. No wonder it slipped out.

I didn't complain, but I didn't want it to end like this. After all, I had only penetrated halfway, and my vagina was in a state of unbearable numbness and itching. I took my husband's penis back into my mouth and sucked on it, not minding that it was still covered in my bodily fluids. A woman who was extremely thirsty didn't care about that.

At this moment, my husband said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm getting old after all. We just did it last night, and I didn't expect to be so weak today."

With my sucking and sucking, my husband got hard again, and then I rode on top of him again.

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