Love instead of a boring afternoon

I flick listlessly through my women's magazine. I'm bored. It's Sunday lunchtime and it's pouring with rain. All my weekend plans have literally fallen through so far. I wanted to go jogging on the beach, hiking in the forest, cycling on the dyke and spend as much time outside as possible. I spend five long days sitting in an office, poring over files and folders, barely getting to take a break from all the work and often looking wistfully out of my window when the weather is beautiful between Monday and Friday.

My husband doesn't mind the weather. He always has something to do at home. He can sit at his computer for hours on end. And he doesn't love the outdoors anywhere near as much as I do. He doesn't care whether it rains or not. I drop my magazine on the floor and lie back, close my eyes and think about what else I can do to make this Sunday satisfying. I don't want to start Monday morning in such a mood ...

Suddenly, my husband is standing in front of the couch. He grins at me with that insinuating grin that I've come to know all too well. "We should use this rainy Sunday for something really special ..."His voice is as soft as oil and flows over me, over my breasts, my thighs and finally collects in my lap. He pulls me up and kisses me, long and persistently, until I feel dizzy. Then he grabs my hand and leads me behind him, up the curved staircase into our large, bright bathroom.

I know what that means. We will make love on this rainy Sunday. The best thing you can do as a couple on a day like this. We don't just shower, we celebrate our shower. We undress each other very slowly and very pleasurably, get into the shower and soap each other up with the most extensive caresses. I have the foam smelling of gentle seduction and passionate eroticism on my breasts. My husband caresses my nipples until they emerge from the white and look at him provocatively. Holger also spreads the foam between my legs until they tingle and vibrate with the desire for further, more intimate touches.

But it's not that far yet. We rinse our bodies free again with the warm jet that splashes out of the shower head. The water beads up on my nipples and drips down my pubic hair in a fine trickle. A sight that not only gets under my husband's skin.

Erotic games in the shower

He grabs my bottom and turns me around, pushing me a little closer to him. I press my breasts against the cool shower wall, push my back through and push my bottom out. Holger reaches between my legs and pushes them apart. I can see the drops of water collecting at the tip of my womanhood, lingering there as if to stimulate them before they fall to the floor. My husband grips my breasts from behind, which feels incredibly erotic at this moment. He kneads my hard nipples, rubs them back and forth between his fingertips, presses my breasts together and then squats down behind me. A pleasant shiver covers my skin, I'm already trembling with excitement and waiting for him to finally touch me where my pleasure nerves converge.

When he touches me there, I jerk against him with greed. I push myself backwards. Holger persistently strokes my love bead with his fingers, making it big and wanting to taste it. I can feel his tongue. First on my buttocks, then between them. He pushes his head under my lap and somehow manages to press his lips against the gates of my pleasure in this position. He tastes my womanhood. He wants to know how far my arousal has already affected the taste of my lust. He tongues me extensively and with relish, eliciting my first, almost uncontrollable moan. It starts to boil and bubble inside me. I am hot. The goose bumps that form on my skin are pure excitement.

My husband gets out of the shower cubicle, goes to one of the bathroom cupboards at the back with a mysterious expression on his face and returns with a long dildo curved at the tip. I look at him in amazement. We've never had a sex toy before. This is new. Unexpected, but exciting. When my initial astonishment has subsided, I feel curiosity and the desire to try out this love toy. What will it be like when it's not his natural member that makes me happy, but an artificial one?

Foreplay with the dildo

He soaps the toy and gently strokes it between my legs. I close my eyes and wait tensely to see what he will do. I can already feel the tip of the dildo sliding around my buttocks, again and again, until it slips between them as if by chance and comes to rest at the entrance to my backside. I hold my breath. I've never ...

The dildo continues to play with me. Presses against the back there and gives me pleasure. Unknown pleasure. And every time I think, now, for the first time in my love life, I'm going to feel something that could almost be a member in my anus, the thing pulls back, or rather, Holger pulls it back a little.

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Finally he takes me!

And then, infinitely slowly, as if in slow motion, my husband's powerful penis suddenly thrusts itself between my thighs and pushes further into my vulva, which is sighing with the desire for ecstasy. He fills me completely with his lust and glides back and forth, simultaneously pulling my buttocks up a little with his fingers and rotating the artificial member around my anus again. Fantasies are flashing before my eyes, making me dizzy. I try to prepare myself for the total pleasure that might surprise me. Is he going to do me at the same time ...?

But it's not that far yet. My husband is still leaving me in the dark as to whether he wants to conquer me twice, whether he's going to fuel my lust twice ... My breasts start to pull. First in the nipples, which I'm still pressing against the cold tiled wall. Then the pulling spreads to my breasts. It's one of my signs that my body wants to induce orgasm. I moan loudly and open myself up completely to my wonderful conqueror so that he can feel how far I've come on my way to climax.

Holger knows me well. He understands what my body is signaling to him. He soaps me creamy between my buttocks and lathers up the spot he's about to take on with extra persistence. It takes a long time, he makes me squirm. Until he is sure, absolutely sure, that I want it too. No, that I really want it too, that I crave it and can't think about anything else. That everything I've experienced with him before can't be compared to what he's about to do to me. I'm already trembling with lust. And I don't know what I'll do if he changes his mind ...

Anal sex for the first time

And then I finally feel the cold, smooth material tapping vigorously against my anus, sliding around it once more and then gently pressing in. For the first time in my love life, I am conquered anally. I hadn't imagined it would be this exciting. I'm sweating with desire and anticipation. My lap has long been burning with pleasure, because Holger never stops pleasuring me constantly and persistently with his never-tiring manhood. I press myself a little against the tip of the dildo and somehow try to stay relaxed despite my tension, which is almost unbearable at that one point back there. I take a deep breath, sigh loudly and take it in - bit by bit. And it pushes itself wonderfully into my seething insides, which are already more than eagerly awaiting this unknown, never-before-felt love stick that massages and warms me and awakens sexual feelings in me that couldn't be any more pleasurable ...

I cry out, squirm back and forth and feel with growing desire that I can really take this thing in completely. I'm so hot, so aroused by the skillful foreplay and my own thoughts, that my backside almost swallows him up. And Holger moves it back and forth so expertly, back and forth, sometimes faster, sometimes slower, that my pleasure continues to grow. My moans swell, my sighs escalate, my cries come to a head. The cold radiance of the tiles can't cool me down. The heat that floods my body can only be quenched by a liberating climax ...

My husband moves the dildo sometimes in sync with his member, sometimes just him, then both in different rhythms and different intensities. The interplay between the two gives me the greatest sexual bliss I have ever experienced. More, more, further, further ... my head booms.

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From both sides - pure ecstasy!

The fine trickle of the shower runs down my body, over my breasts, my stomach, collects on my pubic hair and finally runs down my thighs and can't cool me down a bit. I make the most indecent noises, utter words that my husband may never have heard before and urge him to ring in my orgasm. I feel like I'm doing it with two men at the same time. This idea turns me on incredibly. It drives my arousal up and my greed for satisfaction never stops. I close my eyes and imagine that Holger is not the only man moving inside me right now, not the only body whose lust I can feel. The second man is faceless, I can't even recognize his body, I can only describe his member. This big, warm phallus pulsating back there inside me, where no member has ever dared to go before.

When I climax, it's like a fever that has gripped my body and is shaking it, making my senses uncontrollable ... I open my eyes when I hear a movement. I don't know if I've slept a little or just fantasized with my eyes closed. My husband comes over to me. The weather is still dreadful. Holger stops in front of the sofa. He grins at me with that insinuating grin that I know all too well from him by now.
"We should use Sunday for something really special ..." His voice is as soft as oil and flows over me, over my breasts, my thighs and finally collects in my lap. He pulls me up and kisses me, long and persistently, until I feel dizzy. Then he grabs my hand and leads me behind him, up the curved staircase into our large, bright bathroom. "I want to shower with you!"
I know what that means. We're going to make love on this rainy Sunday. The best thing you can do as a couple on a day like this ...

Erotic Fantasies - Rainy Sunday by Lisa Cohen - Carl Stephenson Publishers

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