A Most Incredible Morning

I woke up early yesterday morning. Very early. Came downstairs and putzed around for a long while, having my coffee, reading, watching the news, and just relaxing while M slept upstairs. It was a quiet morning, and I sat there in the living room dressed in comfortable pants and sweatshirt. Staying warm in this cold snap we're having. Wearing a nice, comfortable pair of panties and a satiny bra under my sweatshirt. Loving the feeling of the bra around my chest. Loving the feel of the bra straps over my shoulders. Loving the feel of my panties around my clitty cage.

A few hours later, I went upstairs to find M awake and relaxing quietly in bed. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth, then got undressed and slipped between the covers into the nice, cozy bed. So nice and warm.

I rolled over and snuggled against M, pulling up her nightshirt in our silent, universal signal that I wanted to suck her breasts. She rolled toward me as I lowered my head to her breast and began suckling gently. As I did so, she pushed my bra up and began tweaking my nipple as well. It's a thing we do often, and we both love it.

I always get worked up when I'm sucking on M's beautiful breasts, and yesterday was no exception. I began to alternate between breasts as we lay there. Sometimes gently in my sucking, sometimes more forceful. Sometimes nipping, sometimes just gently flicking her nipples with my tongue. M continued to lay there quietly on her side with her eyes closed, reveling in the sensations of my mouth.

She has told me that she eventually gets uncomfortable just laying there on her side, so after a while I stopped, rolled her to her back, and moved between her legs in a missionary position with me on my hands and knees  between her legs. Again I lowered my head to her breasts and continued my ministrations. All was quiet. All was calm. Just doing something I love so much to do. Clad in my clitty cage, panties and bra.

On her back, M was able to reach up and tweak both of my nipples at the same time, something I absolutely love. On my hands and knees, there's no weight on her, just my head alternating from side to side as I continued to pleasure her.

After a long while, I reached for her right hand and directed it between her legs. She began to rub her pussy, something I could feel from my position between her legs as I went back to sucking on her breasts. Still not a word in our world of morning bliss.

She continued to play with herself, gradually becoming more and more aroused as I continued to suckle. Her left hand continued to pinch my nipple, her head arched back just a bit, her eyes closed in concentration, and her mouth slightly open. Doing what I was doing, and seeing what I was seeing was intensely erotic. Calm, quiet, sensual. A vision of domestic bliss that no porn movie could ever capture.

We continued this way for some time. Then I heard her whisper...

"Fuck me Allen... Fuck me hard Allen... You fuck me so good Allen..."

Her hips began moving of their own volition. Her rubbing became more frantic as I could feel from my position between her legs. Her tweaking of my nipple became more forceful. And all the time, I continued my ministrations at her breasts.

M has told me that there's a direct nerve connection between her nipples and her pussy. This was going through my head as I continued to lick, nipple, nip, and suck her breasts while she played with herself.

"I'm so wet Allen... You're making me so wet Allen... Fuck me Allen..."

There was an urgency to her whispers. Her entire body felt alive with energy. Tight and tense like the strings of a violin. While she loves gentle breast play to get aroused, it's more forceful sucking and nipple pulling that gets her really aroused, so I began to suck as hard as I could at one breast while at the same time pulling and pinching her other nipple hard.

M was close - oh so close...

Like a tsunami wave crashing on the beach, M's orgasm overtook her and she began shuddering uncontrollably beneath me as I shifted to only licking her nipples, knowing that she goes into sensory overload when she cums.

It was a most incredible sight and experience for me. My beautiful wife M beneath me in the throes of an incredible orgasm... Her lover's name on her lips... My locked-up clitty mere inches from her pussy. So close that I could feel the back of her hand on my clitty cage as she rubbed herself. My arousal almost as high as hers as I felt my clitty dripping furiously - soaking my panties as I knelt there between M's legs.

It took a long time for M to come back to Earth after that orgasm. Time during which I gently kissed and licked her breasts.

Eventually, I clambered out from between her legs and lay next to her as she sprawled there under the covers in her post-orgasmic exhaustion. A look of complete contentment on her face.

Yesterday was a very, very good day!