Wife

This is a true story, one that happened to me not too long ago. I left
out our names and city, but it all happened just as I put it down.

I have seen a lot of stories by people who have great sex with partners
whom they had barely met, but in my experience, at least, it does not
work that way. My wife and I have been married more than eight years,
and it seems that our marriage - and our sex life! - have kept
improving all the time we have been together. The story here should
help explain why.

I am an inch or so under 6 feet tall, and at 180 pounds am in
reasonably good shape. Even though my ancestry is all northern
european, I have dark brown eyes and dark brown, almost black, hair. I
like to think I am reasonably good looking, but don’t consider myself
exceptional.

My wife, though, is something else. She is quite small, 4′11″ and 96
pounds. Her chinese ancestry is apparent at first glance. She has
jet-black eyes, and her long, silky, black hair hangs to her waist. She
has a slender, golden skinned body, with almost no body hair, except
for the soft, straight hair that covers her pussy. She sometimes
complains about her breasts, wishing that they were bigger, but I find
them lovely. She has one feature, however, that stunned me the first
time I undressed her - she has the biggest nipples I have ever seen on
a woman, even in a movie. She actually has rather small areolae,
perhaps an inch across, but rising out of them are two huge, red-brown
nipples, even in repose as big as the first joint of my thumb. They are
so long that when she wears a bra she actually has to fold them over,
and she never dares leave the house wearing just a tee shirt - they are
visible through anything less than a loose sweatshirt.

… It was a Friday evening. We didn’t plan to go out that evening, so
my wife and I got ready for bed soon after dinner. She showered while I
went through my evening exercise routine; when she came back out, I
headed in to cool off.

When I came back from my shower, I found her lying in bed. As I walked
up, she threw back the covers. Instead of the nightgown she had been
wearing, her sole adornment was a jade bracelet. By the moistness of
her pussy, I could see that she had been warming herself up for my
return.

I paused for a moment, running my eyes from one end of her body to the
other. Now that she had an audience, she began to run her hands over
her body, gently tugging her nipples with one hand while the other slid
down to rub her wet pussy. I wanted to stop and enjoy the view, but I
couldn’t resist her when she begged me to come to bed and not make her
wait.

As I walked towards her, I let my bathrobe slide to the floor. She
stood to meet me. As soon as she was within reach I swept her into a
passionate kiss. I could feel her stiff nipples rubbing my chest, while
she straddled one thigh and began to grind her slick pussy against it.
She came almost immediately, crushing herself against me as hard as she
could.

After she had recovered slightly, I laid her gently on the bed. When I
laid down beside her, though, she shook her head and made me roll onto
my back. A moment later, she surprised me again by taking my aching
cock into her mouth.

Oral sex has never been a big part of our love life. Although I *love*
the taste of her sweet pussy, she is so sensitive that anything more
than a small amount of kissing sends her into overload. Anyway, she is
so responsive that it is rarely necessary - she almost always climaxes
for the first time long before I do.

Usually, she is a bit uneasy about giving head, but this night she was
sucking away like a pro. Somehow, I managed to keep myself under
control, but it was a near thing. Just before I reached the point of no
return, she eased off, sliding up my body to give me a deep kiss.

As my breathing began to slow back to normal, she slid out of bed and
put a tape into the VCR. She had chosen it carefully - it opened
immediately into a scene showing a petite asian woman mounting a large
blond man. Matching her motions to the tape, my wife moved to mount me.
After wriggling a bit to find the best position, she impaled herself on
my cock all the way to the hilt. Before I had fully absorbed the
sensation of entry she was mashing her clit into my pubic bone.

At first, we both watched the tape. I was soon too absorbed in her to
pay attention, especially since her long black hair had fallen around
my face like a silky tent. All I could see was her lovely face. She,
however, had her eyes locked on the screen. I could tell how the tape
was progressing just by her excitement. She was already as hot as I had
ever known her. I could hear her whimpering with excitement, and feel
her stiff nipples dragging across my chest. Suddenly, she pushed her
upper body up to arm’s length and begged me to kiss her tits.

Normally, her nipples are almost as sensitive as her pussy - too much
stimulation is painful. Tonight, though, the more I kissed and sucked
the more she seemed to enjoy it. I have never seen her nipples so
erected; already hard, they stood out at least an inch and a half.
Although I was already sucking as hard as I could, she was begging for
more.

When I let her erect nipple slide from my mouth, she let out a little
whimper of disappointment, but she became even more excited when she
felt my hands slide up and each cup a breast. She let out a wail as she
felt me began to roll her nipples between my fingers as I thrust. I was
pulling and rubbing them hard enough that I was afraid of hurting her,
but she loved it - the harder I pulled and twisted, the more savagely
she ground her pussy into me.

I thought that she had reached her peak, but I was wrong. She was
almost incoherent as she begged me to do it harder - more - even if it
hurt her. With[ some trepidation, I leaned down and began to bite
gently at her nipples. She loved it! She began to alternately lean
forward and pull back, timing her hardest moves to occur when I had a
firm grip on her nipples. The sensation of her stiff nipples being
dragged between my teeth was unbelievable. I finally bit quite hard on
her left nipple and pulled my head back, stretching her nipple even
further. With a shriek, she came, even harder than the first time.

After the workout she had already had, I expected her to be exhausted,
but after a moment to recover her breath, she began to ride me again.
Though I wanted to hold back, the renewed stimulation was too much for
me - I began to erupt like a geyser, pumping a huge load into her hot
pussy. She moved up to straddle my stomach, holding herself upright
while sliding her wet pussy - even wetter with my come - back and forth
against my body. With a convulsive shudder, she came for a final time
and collapsed into my arms.

We lay like that, cuddled in each other’s arms, until we could both
speak. When we were able to notice our surroundings, we began to laugh
- the covers had been thrown on the floor, we were both slick with
sweat, and both her pussy and my belly were covered with a mixture of
sperm and pussy juice. Somehow, we managed to stagger back into the
shower before we embraced once more and drifted off to sleep.