HAK lets her husband watch her masturbate

I’m sitting with my back against my husband on the little couch I keep in my bedroom for lounging on. We’re watching a movie on the TV. I’m not really paying attention to the show, instead just enjoying the closeness to my husband. I like the way he feels against me. I can feel his muscles and I love feeling him breathe, each breath moving me slightly. He’s intent on the show and I can feel his breath blowing my hair about a bit. I pull the blanket up to my neck and snuggle back against him further.

Apparently something felt good when I shifted because I feel him reach between himself and me to adjust himself and a little while later I feel his cock getting hard, throbbing against my back. I imagine that I can feel it perfectly, even through his shorts and my sweat shirt. I completely ignore the movie at this point. He’s my world. I close my eyes and lean my head back against him, taking in his scent, wishing I could stay this close to him forever.

I feel his hand come around me and rest on my breast, just gently holding it. I sigh. I scoot up a bit and then turn over so I’m on my stomach on top of him, looking at his face. I smile and he kisses me, soft and slow. He tastes like bubble gum. I can see the stubble on his face, the scar where his brother hit him next to his eye, all the little details that make him. “I love you, sweets,” I say softly. He grins and says, “I love you too,” and then he tickles me a bit on my side. I laugh and squirm a bit and then I decide to give him a treat.

I start nuzzling at his neck, licking it, sucking it, biting it. I like the saltiness. My hand works its way behind him for stability while my other I slide down into my pants. I’m not overly ready yet, but I know he can feel what I’m doing because my hand is trapped between himself and my body. I can feel his breathing quicken and I can feel his cock throbbing hard against me. “Oh, hon…” is what comes out of his mouth as I start to make myself wet, working my fingers around my pussy slowly.

It doesn’t take long. soon I’m doing my favorite technique, the one where I trap my clit between my first two fingers and make a walking motion with them. My breathing is coming quick and hard, blowing right in my husband’s ear. At first he just lays there, probably unsure of what to do. Finally, he takes his arms and puts them around me, giving me a hug and I feel his rough hands going under my shirt and rubbing my back from the top of my pants to the strap of my bra.

I feel it building and my fingers move faster and they start to hurt and cramp but I grit my teeth and keep at it. My husband slides his hands down and under my pants, gripping my ass, kneading it. I start humping my hand, feeling it drag across my clit. It gets almost painfully intense and yet I continue. I feel like my orgasm is right there and yet I can’t quite reach it. I bite my husband’s shoulder. I don’t know why. I hear him grunt but he doesn’t make me stop.

And then it’s there. All my breath leaves me. I feel like I want to take a deep breath but I feel paralyzed. It feels like my whole world is drawing up into my tummy. There’s nothing but this growing tenseness, and then it breaks. I feel my body relax and then tense again and again, my hand simply cups my pussy as I feel it tightening. I hear my husband grunt and he tense under me and he makes this strangled noise in his throat but before I can look to see if anything’s wrong he’s already calm again and he’s back to stroking my back.

I pull off of him to change my clothes, as I got all sweaty and moist, and I look down at my husband’s crotch. There’s a big wet spot. I’d made him cum in his pants.

I still think about this often and it’s one of my favorite memories to masturbate to. I hope you enjoyed it.