2005-01-04
Dry Spell Ends!!!
Well, I have been looking forward to this entry for a long time and now that it is here, it feels a little like a let down, but here it goes: the long, long dry spell came to an end this holiday season and not on the day I was expecting. On the 23rd, as we snuggled down for a long winter’s nap, my wife reached over and felt my cock. “My you are rock hard tonight!” she said. And I was too. I had gotten worked up earlier in the day and was looking forward to masturbating before going to sleep. My wife felt me for a moment or two. I was happy to be touched, but was not really expecting anything more. As he hand lingered on me, I finally made a comment about how good my hard cock would feel inside her.
She playfully asked if I thought it would fit. My answer was that there was really only one way to find out. To my great surprise and delight, she agreed. Before she had a chance to change her mind, I was out of my pants and gently working my way into hers. I tried to go down on her, thinking that my soft, wet, warm tongue would feel nice after our seven-month lay-off, but she was adamant that there were to be on tongues, mouths, or fingers involved. Whatever, I just could not believe we were going to have some sort of sex and could live with the ground rules.
We kissed and as we did so, she started to warm up some. By the time I entered her, she was very wet and I it really felt like our very first time together. She was very tight and my penetration did hurt a little bit, I suppose between our lay-off and childbirth, it really was like I was taking her cherry all over again.
I really cannot put into words my excitement and how it felt to enter her again. How it felt have her moving under me and having her surround my cock in her warmth and wetness. I could have sung, but with my voice, it certainly would have spoiled the moment. Let’s just say, it felt like I was losing my virginity too, except this time I knew I would have a little more control than I did the first time.
Obviously I did fit inside her and after a few strokes I excused myself to wrap a Trojan about myself (with no goalie in the net (i.e. my wife not on the pill) and with the glorious fertility we have enjoyed, I figured we could not be too careful…). I slipped the condom on and went back to work. My wife was a bit uncomfortable at the start, but as we both adjusted, we found a good position for us both and I slowly made love to her. I will save you the details, as her slight discomfort prevented any sort of interesting positions.
I am sure she had no expectation of cumming and she did not, but I had surprising good control for the amount of time I was laid-off and eventually had a wonderfully thunderous orgasm during which my wife lost count after I had said that I loved her eighteen times. I think I had a huge grin on my face for the next three days.
I had hoped that I might get a repeat performance on January 2nd when the kids were staying with their Grandma, but no such luck. We talked about it and she had even teased me a little bit about it, but when the time came, she declined to play.
I hope we can ease back into some kind of routine, because I really don’t want to have to wait another seven months. I miss the intimacy too much.
-- rockabillie at 4:47 p.m.