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I’m happy to be home after a long
day at my stressful job and I’ve slipped out of my sensible,
chunky heels about two seconds after I come in the door. As I toss
them into the corner, I spy a trail of red rose petals strewn
across the living room floor and disappearing around the corner
down the hall. I smile to myself as I realize that you have indeed
remembered that it’s been exactly nine years since you made me
your wife.
When we were
first married, we decided to build successful careers for
ourselves before trying to start a family. Before we knew it, we
had enough saved to build our own home. We lovingly planned it
with all of our dream features, including a large whirlpool tub in
our master bathroom, which is where I find you now at the end of
the trail of ruby petals.
You are buried chest-deep in
a tub full of lush bubbles, the mirrors are fogged and the scent
of lavender hangs heavy in the damp air. You look up at me with a
bedroom eyes and I start to feel as sexy as you look. I decide to
make a show of removing my clothes for you and I slowly unbutton
my burgundy silk shirt, slipping it down around my shoulders as
you admire my full breasts. I toss it to the floor and reach
behind me to unhook my black lace bra, which also falls to the
floor within seconds. I try to keep eye contact with you during
this whole display and I can tell by your face that you are very
pleased. I slide my skirt down and I turn my back to you as I
remove my matching black panties, purposely showing off my firm
ass as I bend forward.
You motion for
me to sit on the edge of the tub and you bury your face between my
thighs, reveling in the taste and the musky scent of my platinum
pussy. I squeeze the clasp of my hair clip and my golden blonde
hair falls upon my chest. It’s just long enough to tickle the
rosebud tips of my breasts as I look down at you, still flicking
your tongue across my juicy folds.
I slip down
into the tub and the warm water and bubbles envelope my body, I
begin kissing you hotly, tasting myself on your lips. I reach
below the water and find your cock is rock-hard and I begin
sliding my hand up and down its shaft, smoothly gliding up and
down again and again. You fill a cup with the sudsy water and I
tilt my head back as you pour the water through my thick hair and
it trickles down across my breasts, tickling slightly.
You lay back
and I ease myself down on top of you, the water creating quite a
sensation as your cock slides into my hotness. I press my breasts
into your lightly haired chest and we swirl our tongues into each
other’s mouths teasingly while I ride you. I lean back and steady
myself with my hands on the bottom of the tub, the bubbles are
dissipating now and we can see through the surface of the water to
watch my pussy moving up and down on your manhood.
You reach out
and pinch my nipples lightly while my breasts bob up and down with
my movements. You pull me toward you again and we begin to move
faster and faster, light-headed from the heat of the water and the
steam in the room. Waves form in the tub and they lap against our
skin, I lose all sense of time and place and I close my eyes as
you reach down to rub my clit with your thumb. Colors flash behind
my eyelids and fire explodes from my center and spreads throughout
my whole body. I cry out in sheer ecstasy as you have an explosion
of your own, flooding my cunt with your seed.
I rest my head
on your shoulder, spent, and you murmur “Happy Anniversary, hon.”
And many more to come, I think to myself happily. |