Normal sex and quiet night

“Let’s keep it simple for the rest of the night” he moved over the couch crawling on top of her, not once breaking eye contact. His eyes were so intense it left Hellen speechless. “I want to spend time with my lovely wife.”

He grabbed her laptop and put it on the coffee table, watching his wife bite her bottom lip. “Not as her maid, not as her plaything.” He grabbed her neck and turned her head to the side forcing her to break eye contact. She felt how his lips pressed against her neck, giving her small kisses while climbing closer to her ear, where he whispered. “But as her loving husband.”

They she turned her head back to him and kissed him, not a horny quick kiss whenever they needed to have a quickie, not a simple goodbye or goodnight kiss. A deep and long passionate one where they were in sync, truly feeling each other.

Hellen’s hands travelled up his body wrapping themselves around his neck. Her legs snaked around him and locked around his waist like a koala, making sure he couldn’t leave her. Mark realized what he had to do. With considerable effort he pulled them up where he was able to carry her.

He walked with his wife out the living room and up the stairs. Once upstairs he saw a door open with cardboard boxes outside. He walked over to it and found a bedroom with a made-up bed.

Once inside Mark crawled onto the bed where Hellen let go of him. Hellen had already started taking off her pants but stopped when Mark took off his shirt. She felt so entranced by his body that she forgot what she was doing. Tracing the edges of the muscles with her eyes and seeing the small patches of hair on his chest. She enjoyed having his body, but she had to admit, she liked this as well, maybe even more.

“You going to let me do all of the stripping or are you joining me?” he joked seeing his wife completely off this world.

Hellen snapped out of it and hurryingly took of her clothes while he took off his pants. Hellen managed to catch up to him by the time his cock sprung free from his boxershorts. She crawled towards him and gently grabbed hold of his growing member. “The maid got the first taste in our new mansion, it kinda makes me jealous.”

Mark rolled his eyes at the stupid joke but soon forgave his wife when she slipped the tip past her lips. Mark groaned enjoying the smoothness and delicate feeling of Hellen pleasuring him. She rarely took her time with it because of their work, but now they didn’t have to worry about tomorrow. Hellen could feel him grow and leak into her mouth, throbbing with each little suck she gave the mushroom head.

Hellen looked up and saw her Husband smiling down at her. She knew he was ready for her to up the antics. She took it an inch deeper and started using her tongue to massage the sensitive flesh. Mark placed a hand on Hellen’s head and closed his eyes to enjoy her slow and sensual tongue massage. Hellen took another inch into her mouth and started bobbing slowly, spreading her saliva over his shaft.

When Mark opened his eyes, he saw her looking up at him. When their eyes met Mark had to hold a chuckle back because of how goofy Hellen looked while she smiled with his thick dick in her mouth. He didn’t want to ruin the mood with silliness. He stroked her hair and smiled back at her. ‘She is beyond adorable’

Hellen took Mark’s smile as the go ahead to go deeper. She pushed his cock down another inch into her mouth as it reached her throat, stopping there to see whether she was able to take it further. To her regret she could feel her gag reflex start to play up. She pulled back to barely an inch and looked him in the eyes. She then slammed her head down and started throatfucking herself onto his shaft.

Hellen was like a hungry beast as she kept taking him all the way to the base, using her throat to massage his cockhead. Hellen had never tried that before and she was taking it like a pro. He felt the pressure in his balls grow as he was getting closer to cumming.

After a good 20 seconds Hellen started gagging and pulled off of his cock completely coughing. “Had to at least try again.” She said between the coughs.

“You don’t need to **** yourself.”

“I’m not, I want to do this, and I am enjoying it”

Mark looked skeptical at his wife. Only for her to get her grin back and crawl on top of him. “Trust me love, I want to make you feel amazing.”

Mark could feel his cock being pressed between his stomach and her groin, feeling a wetness drip onto his cock. Although gushing onto his cock might have been more correct to say, considering how ready Hellen was.

Hellen kept eye contact with him while she grinded over him, mixing her juices with her saliva. They both started groaning but neither would look away from their lover. They could feel each other’s desire radiate from each other. They didn’t just want each other, they needed to be with each other connected in this dance of erotic movements. Eventually Hellen started biting her lip and quivering. Her movements became erratic and hastened, her entire body was shaking and after a few more passes she pressed down onto his cock, pressing her clit into his rock-hard shaft. Her eyes closed and she let out a loud sigh. Without even opening her eyes she bent over and kissed Mark, forcing her tongue into his mouth.

Mark, a little surprised by her actions, responded in kind and fought Hellen’s tongue back eventually invading her mouth. That was where their little battle would have ended in a stalemate had Mark not felt a hand wrap around his cock and have it pierce into a wet and warm pocket, causing him to be caught off-guard.

Hellen wanted to take this opportunity to take more control but the sensation of Mark’s thick shaft entering her welcoming pussy caused her to moan loudly during the kissing. She pulled off and leaned into the cock, pushing it into her. They both let out gasps of relief as their hunger for each other’s body need was being fed. Hellen slowly inched down onto it and eventually bottomed out, feeling it barely touch her cervix.

Hellen looked down at Mark and licked her lips before she started slowly riding him, letting herself get used to him. They looked at one another, there passion surpassed the need for words, no dirty talk, no cries to God or the devil, their bodies did the talking for them. Each quiver was met with pressure, each thrust was met with a shudder. They were in sync for the first time in a long while.

Mark noticed how Hellen could easily ride him but how slow she was going. He knew of a way to spice things up and give her a piece of her own medicine. Her moved his hands around her and after some fondling to gain her trust he held onto her hips. He then sneakily placed his leg a bit more to his left.

Hellen could only squeal as she felt herself being thrown to the side, onto the bed with Mark now above her. Once she registered that she was beneath him she wanted to make a quip about taking control but got her breath taken away because of Mark. He had started pounding into her needy snatch.

Hellen cried out in joy as she felt her body shake from the pleasure her husband was giving her. The heat radiating from her nether region combined with the loving touches sent her over the moon. It didn’t take long for her to get her first and second orgasm because of him. Only when she was approaching her third did she feel Mark twitching inside her. She tenderly grabbed hold of his face and looked him in the eyes. She waited and held herself back from going over the edge until the hammering stopped deep inside her. She pulled his face down and kissed his sweaty lips as she finally indulged in her third orgasm, and he let out his deep inside of her.

Once their orgasms had fully washed over them, Mark pulled himself free of Hellen’s sweet lips. He collapsed next to Hellen and felt a big smile creep over his lips, he missed this, being together like this. He felt his tired body shutting down and soon he would slip into the land of dreams. Hellen, as sweaty and tired as she was, crawled up to him and started cuddling him, putting her head on his chest. “Sleep tight babe” he said before closing his eyes.