As I entered the dimly lit room, my heart pounded with anticipation. My wife, Sarah, lay sprawled on the bed, her legs splayed wide open, inviting me to devour her with my eyes. Her pussy glistened in the soft light, a wet, throbbing temptress begging for attention.
I approached her slowly, savoring every inch of her voluptuous body as I went. My cock strained against the fabric of my pants, throbbing with urgency to be let free. Finally, with a flick of my wrist, I unbuckled my belt and slowly lowered my zipper, releasing my hardened member from its prison.
Sarah's eyes never left mine as she watched me undress. Her breath hitched in her throat when she saw the full extent of my arousal. She licked her lips, the hunger in her gaze making me even harder.
I climbed onto the bed and knelt between her spread thighs. Gently, I ran my fingers through her damp curls before taking a moment to savor her taste on my tongue. The sweetness of her pussy mingled with the tangy flavor of her arousal, driving me wild with desire.
As I sucked and nibbled at her swollen clit, Sarah moaned softly, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. Her hips began to buck against my mouth, urging me deeper into her folds. With one hand, I gently spread her lips wider, exposing her most intimate secrets to my ravenous tongue.
In that moment, as I plunged my face into her cunt, I felt a familiar warmth creep up my spine and spread through my entire body. The sight of my wife writhing in pleasure was more than enough to push me over the edge, and I knew it was time for me to claim what was mine.
I stood up from between her legs, grabbing hold of Sarah's hands and guiding them down to wrap around my engorged cock. Her fingers gripped my shaft firmly as she began to stroke up and down in rhythm with the pounding of our hearts.
With a deep breath, I positioned myself at the entrance of her slick, wet pussy and slowly pushed forward. The feeling of being enveloped by her warmth sent shivers through me, making it even harder to control my impulses.
Slowly, I began to thrust in and out, savoring every inch of penetration until I felt the friction build between us. Each time I drove deeper into her, she would arch her back in response, her nails digging into my hips as she tried to pull me even closer.
As our bodies moved together in perfect harmony, a new sensation began to overtake me - one that was both unfamiliar and utterly exhilarating. My balls tightened, and I could feel the familiar rush of orgasm building within me.
Just as I neared the edge, Sarah reached down between her legs and began to rub herself frantically. The sight of her working herself towards climax sent an intense jolt through my loins, causing me to thrust even harder into her clenching walls.
With a roar, I came inside her, filling her depths with my seed as she screamed out her own release. Our bodies shook together in the aftermath of our passion, and for a moment, all that mattered was the connection we had forged between us.
As we laid there, breathless and spent, I knew that this experience would forever be etched into the annals of our shared memories. And as we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the gift of love - and the endless possibilities it offered us both.