My Lucid Fuck

I couldn’t sleep last night and stayed up late IM’ing and catching up on reading blogs. Finally it get to the hour where I need to try and get some sleep. I wash up and head off to bed, curling up next to wife. I thought of bothering her, but thought better of the idea when I saw the hour.

The next thing I remember is looking down on her face, taking nice long strokes in and out of her. It has been several days since we have fucked, and my reading didn’t help my horny state at al. She feels good but strange in some way tonight. I look down and see a condom on my cock. “A condom” races through my mind, but whatever; so close right now. I just want that nice warm pussy wrapped around my cock. I can see her lips moving, saying “fuck me baby, fuck me harder”, yet I hear no words. Her breasts are undulating with our movements. I reach down to touch one, my hand moves to touch her, and then. . .

She wakes up, I stumble back to reality. I was still snuggled close to her, with my cock buried between her thigh and the bed sheets. She mubbles, rolls over, off to find her slumber again. I am still trying to gather my thoughts as to what just happened.

Nothing but horny dreams that wake me up numerous times during the night.

The morning brings some relief. Wife has to work, but we get up a little early. She rolls over, snuggling on my shoulder, her hand drifting down to my cock, whispering in my ear “damn honey, think you can find the right spot this morning?” Her hand tugs at me as I harden, I can feel her face smile on my shoulder.