I do my best, every day, to be a wonderful and loving mother and housewife. I tend to the needs of my darlings, cook meals, clean house, run errands that keep our house running smoothly, and manage each of their schedules. Very rarely do you find a load of laundry left around, trash not taken out. My husband comes in to a home-cooked meal every day, and I am more than happy to have his bath drawn for him. Last night, however, something peculiar happened. Rather than me serving my family and my husband, they found ways to beat me to my own tasks. Every time I would think I had figured out what I needed to do, it would already be done. Then, I went to the living room to just sit for a minute, and found a note on my seat that directed me to the bathroom. I walked in, and my husband was standing there in the buff, 2 glasses of wine in hand.
He informed me that the angels were with our parents and their friends, and that we had the night to ourselves. He wrapped me up in a soft embrace that melted me inside. When he lifted me to lower me into the bath tub, my heart soared like the first time we ever made love, and I felt my cunt start to melt away into a pool of desire. My nipples pearled up, and I could see his reaction to the effects he was having on me: his shaft was standing at attention, and he asked if he could join me in the tub. I let him slip in behind me, and his hands quickly found the soap and started massaging me all over. I melted into him and let him minister to my body, feeling my breathing quicken and my pussy catch fire. His hands massaged my breasts, and I couldn’t control the gasp that escaped me. His soapy, sudsy hand slid down into the water and found my flower; he started massaging the soapy hand into my clit, pushing a finger or 2 into my pussy every so often. He fingered me for what felt like an eternity before he finally released me of my torture and lifted me onto his lap. His cock thrusting up into me was heaven, and I wrapped us up together as he started thrusting hard and deep into me in long, slow strokes. He drove me to heaven again and again last night, and we didn’t leave that tub until the water was too cold to tolerate.
I had the best dream today. I dreamed that I was 7 months pregnant again, my belly round and bulging, my tits huge and leaking milk. I was being plowed good and hard by a man with an enormous schlong, and I could feel his dick hitting my cervix hard, making my baby jump around and kick at me. I felt the sensations of that big dick stretching my cunt while he plunged in and out of me, that baby moving around in my belly, and that man’s hand holding my leg up in the air by the thigh, squeezing and pressing as he thrust. I woke up to an overwhelming orgasm, and had trouble getting back to sleep. So, I woke my husband up and had my way with him!
