It had been almost two weeks since we had shared physical contact more intimate than a kiss. After a flurry of libido driven desire, The Wife cooled significantly. On top of that, her sister visited for a few days, and The Wife has this thing about banning sex when we have visitors (even though they have their own room, and we have our own).

Anyway, it was Saturday morning and while I was modestly hopeful we would be able to have some fun while the kids watched standard Saturday morning kids television, I was skeptical. My skepticism seemed well placed when she bounded out of bed and headed downstairs. I figured she was off to make breakfast, or clean the house, or build an addition, or solve world peace.

To my delight she returned a few minutes later and climbed back into bed with me. I coaxed her out of her nightshirt and showered her big tits with gentle kisses and caresses. She reached between my legs and began lightly tickling my balls the way I love. It was a wonderful to feel her skin next to mine, and to feel her hand gently tickling me. It was also an incredible turn on.

I suggested that I could better server her needs if she would remove the underwear she had been wearing under her night shirt. She informed me however, that it was “about that time of the month” and she didn’t think she should.

Now here is another one of her hang-ups. She thinks it’s taboo to have sex during her period, and i dont mean blowjobs. Now, I’m not one to even want to have sex when she’s flowing hard. But when she’s just having early spotting, I don’t see the problem.

So, I changed gears a bit and began to focus my attention more directly on her nipples. My hope was that I could get her aroused enough to let go of her hang-up and let me make love to her. As I worked on her nipples, I slid my hand down and started to gently tease her clit through her underwear. The attention, seemed to be having the intended effect. Within a few minutes I was able to convince her that we needed to make love.

I grabbed a towel and through it on the bed underneath us, and she removed the final barrier to my desire. I climbed on to the foot of the bed, and crawled my way above her, stopping to kiss a few places gently along the way. I hovered above her for a moment and then slowly slid my penis along her slit. Her lips parted somewhat hesistantly, but before I knew it, I was planted deeply inside her.

I began long slow strokes, sliding in and out of her. We spoke softly and looked into each others eyes as we made love. I kissed her lips, I kissed her breasts, and I kept a constant slow pace in and out of her.

With each stroke out, I made sure to remove myself from her completely. To completely break contact between my big cock and her pussy. And with each stroke in, I slid in slowly and at the fullest depth of my entry, I pushed in just a little more and ground my pelvis against hers. And then I’d start over.

I could sense her orgasm building and I began to spend more time fully penetrating her and grinding against her. I only pulled out partially, so she never lost contact with my erection. And I inserted slowly again, pushing deeply and grinding. I looked into her eyes and told her I needed her to cum for me. She smiled and closed her eyes, replying that would not be a problem.

Soon after her pussy was clamping down around my erection. I stopped moving, with my all my big cocks worth as deep as possible inside her. I let her squeeze me as her orgasm pulsed through her body. As she released her grip, I picked up my pace and within seconds deposited my cum deep in her pussy.

True to form, as soon as we were done, she ran to the shower. Making love to her is so fulfilling and so emotional. But I feel like she feels dirty when we’re done. I wish she’d just hang out with me, talk with me, cuddle with me. Who knows, there might be a second round of fun to be had, if she would only stick around. She can be an enigma.

The wife and I like to role play during sex. She’s actually very imaginative and comes up with some fun scenarios. Our last one was that of teacher and principal. Granted, it’s not very original, but it creates the position of authority for me that she (and I) tend to enjoy.

Sunday night was the end of a rather busy and sexless weekend. In fact, it had been several days without any physical contact. To my delight, our pillow talk soon became kissing and touching. Before long, I had her out of her pajamas.

As soon as she was naked she started the role play, thanking me for bringing her on a personal weekend retreat for my favorite teacher. She said it was very generous of me to invest so much into her personal development. I joined right in and told her the best was yet to come as I slid my hand between her legs.

As I gently rubbed her I explained that she had something that belonged to me. In fact, I said, “you have several somethings that belong to me and I want them back.” I spread her lips gently with my fingers and slowly inserted a finger between her moist lips. I continued and said, “you have orgasms in there and they belong to me. I want them from you.” She coo’d gently about how good my hand felt.

I lost track of time and I lost count of orgasms, but she rolled through at least six waves of orgasm as I rubbed her G-spot with my fingers. As an orgasm subsided in her I told her that I believed she still had several more orgasms of mine that I intended to get. But first I wanted to feel her mouth on me. She complied and spent a few minutes licking, sucking and nibbling me. The sensations just made me harder and hornier.

When she stopped and layed back I picked up where I left off with my fingers inside her. She had three or four more orgasms. As I continued to rub her G-spot I asked her if she wanted me to fuck her. “Yes.”, she replied with a whisper. I told her to ask me to fuck her. “Please fuck me.” came her reply. We played this game through a few more orgasms until I had her asking, “Please master, fuck me now.”

I commanded her to ride me. She quickly climbed on top and mounted me. She rocked against me and I slid in and out of her gently. I pulled at her nipples and thrust my in rythmn with her rocking. I asked her if she wanted me to cum inside her. She replied, “Yes master.” I instructed her to ask me. “Please cum inside me master.”, she replied. For several minutes our bodies danced in unison and her asking became begging and pleading, “Pleeeeeaaase master, shoot your cum in me.” she repeated over and over. Finally, I gave my hips one last thrust and came inside her as she rocked hard against me. I pinched her nipples hard and let out a loud moan as my body throbbed with pleasure.

The wife climbed off and we laid next to each other for a few minutes, basking in the glow of our orgasms. Then, she ran off to the shower and I got up and cleaned myself up and put a towel on the bed to cover the wetness of our lovemaking. I laid down and meditated on the pleasure that filled my mind and body.

When the wife came out of the shower she said she thought she still needed more attention. She laid down next to me and I went back to work on her G-spot with my fingers. She shuddered through two more orgasms and then I changed my focus to her clitoris. Within moments she stopped breathing, threw her head back and clutched her breasts as a tidal wave of an orgasm overtook her. I rubbed furiously at her clit telling her to give all of the orgasm to me. Finally, when she could stand no more, she grabble my wrist to keep me from continuing to rub her. She looked up at me with an exhausted and satisfied smile.

I held her until sleep took us away.