Couples Fucking - Intimate & Erotic Couples Sessions
A fantasy story about a woman who gets a mysterious visit from a male presence that’s masturbating her slit intensely with his fingers and hand.
In the Heat of the Night
She became conscious. It was probably in the middle of the night, about two in the morning, and she had to go to the bathroom. When she went back in bed and laid on her side with her back to him, she saw he was restless. He stepped closer, as he always did when he was sufficiently awake, and started massaging her back, as well as the backs of her legs. She genuinely enjoyed it when he did it to help her unwind before bed.
But she had just come from the restroom, so she was half awake now. As he stroked only an inch away from her snatch, she felt a strange sensation in her nether area, along with a brief pang of excitement from his exquisite massage. Whether it was a repressed desire or a long-forgotten sensual fantasy, her thoughts were mostly focused on her crotch and how wonderful it would feel if he toyed with her.
She understood the joy of being unexpectedly toyed with: the suspense of his touch, the thrill of his caresses of her crotch, the alluring tension, complete submission to her body, the warmth of an orgasm, the tiredness, and the blissful sleep that followed. She desired it. She extended her legs slightly as a hint that she was feeling very lustful.
After seeing her actions, he placed his finger between her cheeks and on the part of her sleep panties that covered her pussy. He then started to gently massage her through the fabric. She could have squeezed her legs together one final time to end it. However, she did nothing to stop it since she was excited and wanted this.
She extended her legs wide and rolled onto her stomach till her pussy brushed the covers as her erections became more intense. Cradling her to him, he hooked his leg over her nearest leg and drew it into him, opening her even further. She felt even closer and more personal as she felt his warmth. In an attempt to maximize the strong stimulation she was receiving from his fingers, she started to move her pussy up and down.
He sensed her openness, her desire, and after a few moments spent caressing her over the cloth, he slipped his finger through the gap between her bottoms and her cheek to touch her pussy, then moved his finger gently up and down. It felt wonderful, and she showed her enjoyment by spreading her legs a bit more. He reacted by pulling her bottoms down a little as she lifted her rear to help him, to ease his access.
He resumed slowly exploring her, gliding lightly between her pussy's lips. She let out little moans of appreciation for the enjoyable feel of his fingers on her. Adding a bit of pressure, he caressed her softness, circling her clitoris and drifting up and down her slit as she squirmed slightly to his touch.
She took a minute to slip her panties down and off in response to the pleasure she was experiencing, then she rolled partially onto her stomach and spread her legs. Taking advantage of her more vulnerable position, he slid his fingers down her slit and dipped a finger into her femininity seeking her moisture. She murmured with little whimpers as the delectable sensation washed over her, and she sighed with pleasure as he worked her softness with her honey.
Soon her pussy was all she could feel, every nerve exciting her, pushing her as she delighted in the place his fingers were taking her. She opened her mouth and moaned more loudly, the waves of pleasure washing over her. Her pussy was so alive, so overwhelming, and she squirmed with the thrill of the feelings overtaking her. She knew that she was beyond controlling her climax, and soon she gasped, tensed and closed her together, and jerked repeatedly, then felt the rush of heat as her orgasm took her.
He slowed his massaging, letting her calm down from her orgasm, but kept his fingers gently on her. After she relaxed for a minute or so, he again caressed her drenched pussy. She felt the comfort, the heat, the arousal build once more, his fingers causing still more pleasure. She opened her legs again and began moving her pussy up and down as before, against his touch.
He went on, and she writhed under his fingers as he touched her, groaning with a rekindled passion as she felt the desire return. She was lost in the bliss of the sensations assaulting her pussy as he continued to caress her as they neared another peak. She stiffened and squeezed her knees hard, straining against his hand, till she could no longer contain her excitement. She then jerked and came again, even stronger, pouring her fluids across his fingers. As he slowed his caresses and fingered her more tenderly, she relaxed in bliss and gave in to the pleasure of her peak. He eventually came to a stop and withdrew his hand. His mouth met hers.
She thanked him deeply, pulled her panties back on, and went back to sleeping on her side with her back to him, feeling beautifully spent and completely fatigued from her orgasms. He gave her face another kiss only minutes after she fell asleep. He shifted to his side of the bed and thought about how fortunate he was to be able to provide her with such pleasure in the middle of the night.
“A man cannot really be called (sexually) confident if he has never bought his woman a vibrator.”