One of the tricks that I randomly have stuffed up my sexual sleeve is the fact that I am nearly able to cum on command. It only takes 20 seconds or so for me to go from considering masturbation to making a huge puddle on my sheets. I control it most of the time, but sometimes it’s a skill that comes in handy.
I love cumming at midnight on New Year’s Eve. Honestly, I could give a fuck about the holiday itself. My wife and I stay home and I make a metric fuck ton of appetizers. Sometimes our friends join us, but most of the time, it’s just the two of us playing board games and hanging out with our pets.
This year I was going to forego my midnight orgasm. I was focused on kicking ass at Uno and didn’t even realize that the minute hand was creeping around the clock.
Then my wife looked up from her hand of cards and asked, “So are you going to cum or what?”
That’s love, Peepz. She really knows how to get me in the mood, you know what I mean?
She asked our Google Home device to countdown to midnight so that we had a constant reminder of how close we were till blastoff. We were already on the living room floor, so she pounced on me and we started making out. There were two minutes left in 2018.
Her hands moved into my leggings and pushed my panties to the side. I squirmed my clothes down over my hips while she worked my fuck hole. Once there were no restrictions, she kissed her way down my body inch by inch. By the time that she got down to my pussy, there were forty five seconds left.
“You better lick quickly,” I said, even though I didn’t have to.
Thirty seconds and I could feel the orgasm building in my toes.
She kept finger banging me while her tongue flicked my slippery clit.
“Faster,” I asked her.
Fifteen seconds and I was nearly there. My mouth opened up wide and I tilted my head back to completely focus on the pleasure that was coming in a huge wave over my body.
“Fuck!” I screamed and she never stopped.
“I’m going to cum!” her fingers moved faster inside me.
It was starting. My toes curled, my hands clenched.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
Her fingers were quickly pulled out of my cunt and a flood of cum gushed all over the floor. Our Home device started playing Auld Lang Syne and she slid up my body so that we were face to face. She kissed me and my own cum slid over my tongue.
“Happy New Year, babe,” she whispered in between kisses.
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