A bedtime tale

Last night, around 11pm, Coy says to me “I’m going to go get a drink of water, take a sleeping pill, then I’m going downstairs (to the sex cave) to have an orgasm before bed.  Would you like to come be involved or perhaps just watch?”  Decisions, decisions…

I quickly set up the child intercom/baby monitor (the sex cave is at the opposite end of the house) and ran downstairs to turn on the heater.  She arrived shortly thereafter and began to dig in the FYN Toychest for toys.  She pulled out her Curve and Xtreme Pack bullet, set them down on the bed and climbed in.  I stripped off my clothes and jumped in next to her.

Since my right arm has been bothering me for some time now, I’ve been laying on her left side and using my left hand to finger her during foreplay.  I’ve been doing this long enough that I’m pretty comfortable with it, and apparently I’m good at it too.

I started by rubbing her clit, back and forth over the hood, then slid my middle finger down and inside her.  Some number of months ago I started working on finding her g-spot and figuring out how to work it.  I’m still not 100% sure, as I can find many diagrams with conflicting information as to the exact location…  heck, even the general location.  But whatever, since I seem to be in the ballpark, I’ll keep doing what I’ve been doing.

After a few minutes of fingering her, rubbing her g-spot back and forth, in and out, I move back to her clit for a little bit, feeling it get harder and larger as I swirl my finger around it.  Then I slid my middle finger back inside her slowly, loving the way she moves and sounds as I enter her.  I kept firm pressure on the g-spot area and could feel it was more swollen then when I started.  I pulled out and then inserted my ring and middle fingers in and started stroking in and out for a minute.  As I pulled out to work her clit some more she said “Don’t stop what you’re doing.  Please.”  I love it when she tells me what she likes.

Back inside went my fingers, as my right hand found her nipple and I began to pinch and pull on it.  I began a rhythmic stroking of my fingers in and out of her vagina, attempting to apply upward pressure against her g-spot with each stroke.  I love doing this, but it takes longer to bring her to orgasm this way vs. her clit.  My hand sometimes needs a break, but this slower stroke wasn’t as tiring as other motions, using different, stronger muscles or something, so I was able to keep at it consistently.

I could feel her body reacting, getting closer and closer to orgasm.  Every pinch of her nipple would elicit a sound, every deep stroke of my fingers would bring a moan.  I paid close attention to the rhythm, knowing exactly how long to pause inside her before pulling out for another stroke.  In and out, I could feel her relax her muscles as she got close before bearing down and rocking her hips along with me.  She started to come, squeezing at my fingers, holding her breath as I kept up the pace for another half a minute.  As she caught her breath, she said “That was one of the best things I’ve ever felt in my entire life.”

I climbed on top of her and slid my dick inside, savoring the sounds she was making.  Now I could feel her getting incredibly wet as I pumped away.  Then I sat up, put her feet on my chest with her legs bent across her stomach, and began fucking her hard and deep, just how she likes it, watching her tits bounce around.

Next I had her on her knees, slapping her ass, grabbing her hips and taking long strokes.  After a few minutes I lubed up my thumb and started rubbing her asshole, then sliding it in as I continued to fuck her.  I could feel myself getting close, so I paused a few times to savor it, then finally slammed in deep and came hard.

We collapsed together onto the bed, toys completely forgotten.  Who needs ‘em?