Standing against the marble patio wall, you run your fingers along the top of the carved edges. The grooves allow your hands to wrap around it, grip it comfortably, and lean over to look down through the valley. You grip it tight. So if you leaned over too far, you hope you don’t fall.
Someone comes up behind you, quickly grabbing your waist, making you jump and lose your grip on the marble wall. You gasp and turn your head, seeing it’s your husband. His kisses nuzzle into your neck, moving up to your ear and back down to your collarbone. You can feel the bulge of his downstairs pressing between your legs. Tilting your head up to the sky, you lean into him, letting out a moan. Your hands reach up, grabbing his hands around your waist, to bring his arms around to hug you.
You turn around to wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back; kissing and pecking each other with those soft, sexy, kisses. His cock is pressing between you. The thought of him has your body feeling warmth spreading out down below and into your legs. You break your kiss to let out a breath and he presses his kiss under your chin, down your neck, and pulls your hips harder into his. Your hips press back, wanting his cock to slide in between your legs, to press into your lips downstairs. Kissing again, your breathing gets heavier, and he moves his hands to your ribs, pressing his thumbs under your breasts. The sensation releases butterflies through your body and you tilt away so he can have them.
He presses his cock harder, pulsating it, telling you he wants in. You grab each side of his neck, releasing his kisses and nibbles from your breasts. Pushing him away, you reach down to pull up your sundress and slide your panties down. You smile at each other as he watches you, and he undoes his pants and steps out of his briefs.
You turn away, placing your hands on the grooved marble again, waiting for your husband’s hug from behind. As he holds your hips, he presses his cock in between your cheeks, bringing his hands up to grab your breasts, pinching your tits, and kissing your shoulders. You moan and tilt your head back, moving your hands up his legs to grab his cock and stroke it, pulling him into you. He spreads your legs open with his, and your hands reach back out to hold onto the wall. You feel his cock pressing between your cheeks and against your hole. Chills run down your back as the sensations build and his hands slide down your torso. One of his hands go down between your legs, and up into your lower lips. His fingers press in deep, curling them inside, pushing and pulling them, in and out. You moan and move your body with his hand, feeling his fingers fill you below.
He pulls them out, sliding them forward to vibrate your clit. Your head falls forward, moaning louder than before. If his fingers go back inside, you feel like you could cum.
At the reaction, his fingers leave your clit and slide back through your hips and over your hole. You let out a gasp and jerk your body. He brings his dick between you, sliding it down over your hole, down through your lips, pressing at the entrance. He presses his head in, leaving himself there for a second, teasing you, but pulls it out to set it above your hole. Your legs feel weak and your back arches as he applies pressure, poking his head into your hole. You moan a yell, gripping that marble wall hard. He grabs your hair, pulling your head back, and making your body arch. His other hand keeps hold of your waist, but his thumb presses on your back, keeping you from straightening your body to run from the pain in your hole. He pushes his cock in the slightest, hearing you moan again. Your body jerks, and he pulls himself out. His head stays at your hole, pressing himself in again, and you feel the warmth and wetness building up inside you. He applies pressure, holding both of you in place, keeping you still as your feelings intensify.
After your body calms down from the feeling of him inside of you, you let out a long sigh and he pulls his dick out of your hole. He brings it down to the entrance of your vagina again, letting it sit there, as he waits for you to beg for him. You moan, pushing your lower body towards him, and say, “Please.”
You feel his hands rest on your hips, gripping you hard as he positions himself. His dick is at the entrance of your hole, and suddenly goes in deep, all the way at the end of your tunnel. You arch your back, moaning in relief. He leaves it in there, hard and as deep as he can be. You moan as the sensations build. The feeling of electricity starts to grow. You arch your back and he reaches out to grab the back of your neck, pulling you up to him. His dick is still in you, you’re frozen, tingling all over and breathing heavily. You feel one of his arms holding you up across your torso. His other reaches down to rub your clit. Melting you inside, you can barely stand, seconds away from orgasm.
You let out a moan and let your head fall back against him as your arms reach behind you, holding himself up to you. Your hold on him doesn’t last as he decides to throw you forward, holding your hips hard, gripping them as he fucks you deeper than before. He pounds against you hard. Your hands hold tight to the marble wall, and it isn’t long before you orgasm. Your body jerks against him, out of rhythm, electricity shooting out of you making your legs weak.
You moan as your body struggles to stand. Your husband wraps an arm under you, keeping you held up as he still fucks you. His strokes become longer and deeper and he moans, orgasming himself deep inside you. He pushes in deep with each release of pressure, moaning and still holding you up.
His thrusts slow when his orgasm ends, holding himself still inside of you. You look back at him, grinning as he gives your hips a squeeze of gratitude. He starts to pull out and you cringe with a moan. You feel his head reach the exit of you and he pauses.
“Sorry sweetie,” he says and he pulls his dick out fully. The wetness starts to leak out of you as you stand there, with nothing to clean up with. He leans down beside you and pecks you on the cheek, replying to himself,
“No actually, I’m not.” Smiling big with an accomplished, satisfied feeling.