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Give Me What I Want - Part 1

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Give me what I want?Part 1 Have you ever just needed some time to get away from everybody and everyone? That you just wanted to huddle up in a room somewhere and be at peace? That?s what I had to do and need to do. Sex with my husband was getting boring. For years I have tried spicing up our marital play from sexy lingerie to porn movies. But I keep getting the same old thing---in and out, in and out. And please forgive me because one time I looked at the clock to see what time we started and finished. Boy was that a disappointment. It lasted for only four minutes. Hell I could have had a V-8 and painted my toes for all that fun. Geeez. But instead of screaming, which I could have done and probably should have done, I just waited until he went to sleep, pulled out one of my many vibrators, and eased off my tension.

Finally, one day while Gerald and I were eating breakfast, I told him that I needed some time away. ?Why baby? What?s wrong,? he said. ?I just need some time to think,? I told him. ?Think about what Amy? What do you have to think about?? he shouted with a questionable look in his eyes. ?Our sex life, if you must know Gerald. Do you know how many times after we have sex that I have to use a vibrator to get off? More than you can count! What happened to the man that I married nine years ago? The man who could make me wet with a wink. And when you touch me, I could cum right there. What happened to that man?? I shouted at him.

Gerald didn?t say a word. We both sat there in silence. I reached for his hand and said: ?Gerald, I love you. I tried everything to bring some excitement back into our sex life. But it seems that you are fighting me every step of the way. Why I don?t know. I just need some time to think. That?s all. I?ll be leaving this morning. I?ll call to let you know that I?m safe and when I?ll be coming back. I need this time Gerald. I hope that you understand.? Before giving him a time to reply, I got up from the table and headed towards the shower to let off some steam.

When I got out of the shower with a terry cloth towel around me, Gerald was sitting on the bed, looking at me with those beautiful dark brown eyes of his. God I loved the way he was looking at me. I smiled at him and continued with my daily routine. ?Amy, sit by me for minute. I need to tell you something,? he said. Instead of sitting by him, I walked over to the chair across from him and waited there for his news. ?You said that our sex life hasn?t been the same in a while. And for that I?m sorry. But lately I have been under a lot of pressure at work. I?m trying to become a partner in the firm and most of my energy has gone into that?? While I listened to this plate of bull he was serving me, I cut into his semi-rehearsed speech and said: ?Well, since you want to be a partner so bad, partner with this?? I pulled off the towel and opened my legs wide. A finger started moving slowly up and down my slit. I parted my lips, showing my husband my glistening pussy. I put the finger in my mouth and started sucking on it.

I put the finger back in my pussy moving it up and down and in and out of my hot hole. I looked at Gerald and told him to come to me right now. He got off the bed and stepped towards me. ?Get on your knees,? I said to him. He got down on his knees. His eyes were full view on my glistening cunt. ?Do you want to eat it Gerald?? I asked him. The only thing he could do was to move his head up and down. ?Then lick it,? I said. I could feel Gerald?s hot breath on my engorged clit and his tongue grazing the surface. He parts my love lips further, pressing his tongue flat on my pussy. Licking me slowly. My hips start to move up and down. My hands reach for my 44DD tits, squeezing them, and pulling at my nipples. Then I pulled my husband closer to my pussy. Wetting his face with my juices. Gerald?s tongue was darting in and out of my hot hole. His tongue wrapped around my clit, sucking it like he hasn?t done in months. He put two fingers deep inside my hot core. Pumping my pussy, harder and faster. I grind my hips against his face, burying his nose deep in my crotch. I place my legs on his shoulders, holding his head between my thighs like a vice. My hips were bucking off the chair. His tongue is still sucking my clit and his fingers are pounding my pussy faster and harder. I can hear my juices ringing in my ear like a bell. I arch my back and yell out: ?I?m CUMMINGGGGGGGGG.? I coated my husband?s face with my creamy juices.

Gerald pulled away from me and stood up. His face was soaked with my cum. He started to open his fly, but I reach out and touched his hand and said: ?No. Not today. You should have been eating my pussy like that all the time and maybe your dick would be getting wet right now.? I got off the chair and continued dressing.

I called for a taxi and headed for the airport. I had an 11:30 flight to Aruba and a private bungalow on the sandy shores awaiting my arrival. When I landed in Aruba, I called Gerald but he wasn?t home. But I left a message on the answering machine and said that I landed safely and I would call him when I was ready to come home. The property manager had a driver waiting for me at the airport and he took me straight to the bungalow. ?Just want I needed to do: relax and think,? I said to myself while looking at the tropical scenery being laid before me. When I get to the bungalow, the driver handed me the keys and we both do a quick walk through of my home away from home.

I unpack my bags and headed for the kitchen. The property manager had the place fully stocked and I pour myself a glass of wine and start fixing a small salad. After I finished, I put on some music and lay across the bed. My thoughts drifted back to what happened between Gerald and I this morning. ?Damn, his tongue felt so good,? I said to myself, while I glided my handed around my breasts down to my thighs. Slowly I opened my legs, feeling and squeezing my pussy. Running my fingers through the curls. I started spreading my love lips apart and stroking my clit slowly. I thought about my husband?s tongue sucking on my clit and his two fingers inside my hot cunt. I placed two fingers in my pussy and started fucking myself. It felt so good. My hips were moving up and down meeting my fingers thrust for thrust. Then, I reached under my pillow and pulled out a dildo and placed it at the entry of my quivering pussy. Pushing it in and moving it in and out to the rhythm of the music, I rode my toy enjoying the thoughts of my husband?s tongue. I had one hand pulling and stroking my nipples and the other making the dildo go deeper inside my soaked pussy.

I reached under the pillow again and pulled out a vibrator, coated it with my saliva, and pushed it into my hot ass crying for something to fill it. Gerald hasn?t fucked my ass in months knowing how much I love to feel a cock in there. It felt so good to put the vibrator in my ass that my clit got even harder. I worked both toys in and out of my hot orifices. I pounded my ass and pussy as hard as I could. I was wiggling all over the bed, feeling my body about to exploded. The pressured built up to a point that I couldn?t take it any more and I swore my clit was going to split in half, I cried out and squirted all over the bed. ?Damn that felt good,? pulling the vibrator out of my ass and caressing my clit and pussy with the dildo still inside. I pulled the dido out, licked it clean, put it back under the pillow, and headed for the shower. Now I wanted to party a little.

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