Late Night Ride

Ah domestic life! After years of work, planning, saving and enduring the inevitable curve balls that life threw at us, Kathy and I had finally bought our first home.

Married ten years with two little ones, we settled into an eighty year old home with 'tired features' but 'good bones' as they say. The walls and cabinets were several decades out of date, but the windows, furnace, and roof were new, and the basement was dry. It was exactly what a growing young family needed. Something manageable to live in and improve.

We had lived there for about six months and finally felt 'moved in.' The neighborhood was good, our neighbors nice if a little standoffish, and we weren't so far into the city that we couldn't get out to the countryside quickly.

Kathy and I worked hard. She had her job a short commute away and I did several gigs, working from home, researching, writing and building products in my basement workshop while being heavily involved in some local non-profits. We were busy, but happy. Our kids, finally big enough to share bunkbeds in the second bedroom, were a constant handful.

All in all, life was great.

It was during a weekday night, Kathy and I had gone to sleep after the usual evening of dinner, dealing with the kids and relaxing with a movie or some TV before retiring to bed. Our custom was to read until we were ready to sleep. For me, that meant until I couldn't see straight, or the book hit my snoring nose, whichever came first.

I couldn't tell which was the case that night, but sometime in the early morning I found myself half-awake with a rampant erection. Now with all the work we do, Kathy wasn't generally receptive to any midnight overtures. So, in such circumstances I would usually absentmindedly stroke my cock discretely, musing upon a half-formed fantasy until I would drift back to sleep.

That night, however, it had been several days since we had been intimate and my need for her overrode my partially asleep mind.

Not awake enough to open my eyes, I felt that Kathy's lovely feminine form was facing away from me in the bed. Turning myself to face the same direction as she was, I nuzzled in behind her and ran my hand down her side. Blindly, I admired the delicious curves of her hip and ass as well as her firm thighs.

Kathy moved appreciatively at my caresses, so I took the cue to further explore her body. Sliding my hand up her torso, I gently cupped one of her delectable C-cup breasts. As per usual, she slept without a bra in a comfortable form fitting tank top. She pushed her ass back into me as I gently rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

My boxer covered erection slipped perfectly into the opening of Kathy's pussy through her thin shorts. The moment the contact was made my wife's hips became animated. For a few seconds we ground together through our clothing and the moisture from her began soaking through the fabric that separated us.

Kathy moved away, pulled her shorts down to her knees and thrust her ass back at me. Part of the head of my cock penetrated her soaked cunt soiling my underwear with her juices. With her hips rolling back at me, I was too impatient to bother removing my boxers, so I slipped my cock through the fly and buried it in Kathy's moist womanhood.

Spooning her as I was, we rocked against each other as my cock sank about halfway into her. My hand mauled at her breasts under her shirt as I kissed at neck and exhaled lustfully into her ear.

My gorgeous wife started moaning and breathing hard as she pushed back at my rigid pole greedily attempting to get more of it into her hungry depths. She rapidly became frustrated by the position we were in. Pulling away, she frantically stripped off her clothes and pushed me onto my back. I only had time to slip my boxers off and Kathy was on top of me impaling herself upon my rock-hard manhood.

Fully joined together, Kathy gasped with relief as she sat up on my prone figure. That gasp changed pitch as she shifted her hips forward once. I felt the walls of her pussy pulse along the length of my cock as Kathy made a breathless 'O' face to the ceiling. The fluids began flowing out of her cunt copiously.

When her orgasm subsided, she collapsed upon my chest shaking and breathing deeply. Bending my knees and planting my feet, I grasped her lovely, toned ass with both hands and proceeded to punish her wet hole with a hard deep fucking.

As I held her in place firmly, the room was filled with the loud wet slapping of our loins colliding forcefully. Kathy's cries of ecstasy were feral as her body became alive with wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure. She sobbed gibberish continuously between her desperate gulps of air.

I had never been harder, and she had never been wetter. My only thought was to keep hammering my cock home until I came, or exhaustion took me.

My bride's state of arousal remained in rare form as the muscles I was using started to ache with the strain. With desperate relief, I felt my own climax arriving. Somehow, I found a higher gear. Gripping her ass checks in my hands, I drove her backward to meet my red-hot tool for a dozen truly savage strokes. At the last, I erupted deep within Kathy's quivering fuck hole, my balls aching as I sprayed jet after jet of hot seed within her.

Releasing my wife, I lay back, soaked in sweat and attempting to catch my breath. However, Kathy wasn't done.

To my astonishment, she sat up on my still hard cock and began riding me like I had never experienced before. With her eyes tightly closed, she rocked her vivacious form vigorously. Her manic utterances gained no coherence as she acted a slave to her apparent need to keep the overwhelming sensations emanating from her cunt alive.

My cock didn't get the chance to go soft at all. The tip rubbed against the firm entrance to her womb with every move of her hips, stimulating me to a degree that traveled the border between ecstasy and pain. I could only hold on to Kathy as she rode me like a woman possessed. And ride me she did. I couldn't say how long she kept going. I could only hold on for dear life as she used me for her pleasure wordlessly.

The meeting of our loins grew hot with the frantic friction, threatening to grow to a dangerous degree, and yet she did not stop. Her cunt never ceased to spasm violently on my pole and her intimate juices flowed freely onto the bed beneath us. My cock head felt as though it was glowing inside her and eventually, I felt another climax building.

Digging in my heels, I pushed my hips up into Kathy lifting her off the bed while holding her fast. Blasting my second load into her with astonishing force, Kathy went still, head up and mouth agape as we shared in the transcendence of our mutual consummation. We held that pose for several seconds letting the overwhelming sensations gradually subside.

Panting tiredly, Kathy fell off of me and onto the bed. Drained of all our energy, we drifted to sleep within seconds, neither of stirred until the morning.

I don't know what switches in that woman I managed to align in order to unleash the succubus I encountered that night. But I thank God that I get the rest of our lives to find them again.