“A good one, baby?” he asked gently. He knew the answer already, but he wanted her to tell him. Peggy nodded into the hollow of his shoulder. She couldn’t speak yet. She was concentrating too much on sucking more air into oxygen-starved lungs. She was surprised when Kyle braced his hands on the chair arms and shoved hard against them. He rose, getting to his feet by using the brute strength of the muscles in his legs and back.
“What?” Peggy murmured. She was confused. Her body was still connected to Kyle’s with his cock shoved deep inside her. Her legs had thrown themselves around her husband’s waist and tightened. Her arms wound around his neck for more stability. She feared she would fall.
Kyle laughed. He walked slowly, taking small steps toward the bed he shared with his wife. When he got there, he bent forward. Peggy’s weight pulled her backward; her arms loosened and her upper body slumped down to the bed’s surface. Kyle put his knees on the edge of the mattress and followed Peggy’s body down. By the time her butt cheeks met the top of the bed, Kyle was supporting himself on one hand and both knees. He chuckled again, his gentle amusement showing.
“Now we do something I want,” Kyle said softly. Their bodies had remained coupled; his cock was buried in Peggy’s cunt. Her vagina had barely begun to relax after the strong contractions of her orgasm. Kyle withdrew, leaving only the tip of his cock inside her inner lips. He thrust back into her, gliding deep inside his wife’s pussy in a strong, smooth push. Peggy groaned as her husband took her, taking charge of the loving.
“Honey…wait…I’ll…” she moaned. Her hands pushed at his chest but she had no chance of shoving him off her. In a very few moments, she had no desire to.
Kyle set up a slow tempo that substituted lengthy swings of his hips for speed and aggressive plunges. Gradually, he added a corkscrew motion to his thrusts, pushing his cock slightly off center to rub the head against different sections of Peggy’s labia and cunt. Peggy felt the new stimulation and sighed her appreciation. Kyle reversed himself, pressing his cock to the other side and Peggy groaned aloud. Her hands clutched at his waist, pulling him more strongly inside her sloshing cunt.
Kyle felt the heat of her inner vagina envelop the head of his penis. A minute later, he felt the tip bump against her cervix. His wife whimpered, pushing her groin up into his even as he tried to lessen the contact. For once, touching the entrance to her womb wasn’t uncomfortable. Tonight it was pleasurable, a celebration of the sheer joy of sexual love. He rammed his cock into her harder and faster, making Peggy grunt as his strength drove air from her lungs in tiny expulsions. Peggy locked her ankles behind Kyle’s waist and pulled him down into her, adding more force to his down thrusts.
It didn’t take long. Peggy had not recovered from her first orgasm and Kyle was too ready to attain his. He’d been thoroughly aroused by the vision of his nearly naked wife and further excited by the sex play in the chair. He’d been able to pull back from a climax there, but he’d had the stimulus of playing with his wife’s luscious breasts dangling in front of him. Just seeing her hard-tipped titties dancing there was a tremendous turn on and he couldn’t help but respond. Now they’d been fucking for several minutes on his terms.