A loving wife comes up with a practical solution

When her pussy was ultimately empty of a phallus she kissed me on the lips and mumbled “Let’s go to the guest room.”

I had so much testosterone and dopamine flowing through my system that I picked her 145 pound (72 kg) goddess body up like she weighed nothing and carried her up the stairs of her house as she clung on with her arms around my neck and planted a series of kisses on my neck and cheek. When I plopped her down on the mattress of the queen sized bed in her guest bedroom — a place that I had stayed several times, even once with a date — I again went after her pussy with my mouth and digits. I don’t remember ever eating a pussy I had just fucked before, but it looked so delicious that I couldn’t help myself. She spun me around so that my cock and testicles were above her face and she devoured first one ball, then the other, then both at once, while stroking my cock.

It wasn’t long before we were ready for round two, this time in the doggy position. This position was beyond erotic since as I pummeled her she not only let out a series of loud sweet groans, but her hefty tits slapped together making a sound like an ass being paddled, which inspired me to insert two fingers deep into her asshole as I came with the largest second ejaculation of my life. My ejaculation turned Melanie into a whimpering inert blob of protoplasm.

When I finally extricated my cock from her magnificent tunnel I was overcome with a feeling of euphoria the likes of which I had never experienced before. I slumped onto the mattress and pulled her toward me into a spoon position, massaging a tit with one hand, unless it strayed to stroke her butt cheek, thigh, or slit. I know that we fell asleep for a short period of time.

I woke up when Melanie turned in my arms, put her face next to mine, and gave me a series of quick kisses on the lips. We hadn’t really spoken since I first put my lips on her clit in her living room, and saw no need to now. Our desire was complementary and mutual. She shinned down my body and with alacrity sucked my cock until it hardened to her specifications, and then she mounted me, slowly impaled herself, and started riding me, all the while staring into my soul with her green laser eyes while I manipulated her nipples. Impossibly my third orgasm was just as mind-blowing as the first two, and Melanie once again devolved into an inert form.

We regained complete cognizance about 4:00 p. m. Melanie smiled at me and said “Thanks, I needed that.”

I chuckled, “I get the best sex of my life by a factor of four and I get thanked besides? Am I dreaming, or in a bizarro world?”

“Oh, it’s plenty real, and it was at least as fabulous for me as it was for you,” she giggled. I had never heard sophisticated Melanie giggle before.

“Let’s shower and then we need to talk,” she grinned.

The shower was the most pleasurable of my life even though we both were too sore and/or wiped to fuck. We definitely were spanking clean when we exited, especially our intimate parts.

Melanie dressed in jeans and a modest blouse while I put my clothes that were scattered over the living room back on, thankful that only my boxers were slightly torn from me ripping them off.

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