In 1992, my husband and I went on one of our routine date nights. We went dancing a restaurant that hosted dance nights on the weekends. So with our girls at my mother’s, we dressed up and went on our way.
It was so much fun, so much good music and lots of space to dance. Then, a song came on that really kicked things off for us was Tina Turner’s duet version of “Simply The Best”, finishing off with a kiss. That was a highlight of the night (though the best was yet to come).
We came home, but the last thing we wanted to do was sleep. My husband carried me to our bedroom where we undressed each other between caresses.
I slowly moved to the middle of our bed, then spread my legs, ready for his hard man part to warm up in my wet ladyplace. He kissed me as he came in, and kissed my neck as he began his thrusts. I let out a long, aroused exhale as I felt the throbbing, pleasurable sensations in my ladyplace.
We kissed passionately as we caressed each other, and he planted passionate kisses everywhere as he held me close against his body.
I got the tingles when my hubby licked and kissed my nipples while massaging my breasts with his hand, and soon, he thrust faster and harder and he clasped me tight. Things immediately got passionate and I clutched him while we kissed some more.
Then, he did his orgasmic “throbbing thrusts”, causing me to cum strongly. I cried out loudly as he thrust with vigor as I enjoyed my strong, throbbing orgasm, while he orgasmed hard.
He moaned loudly while jerking hard inside of me before taking a moment to catch his breath. Our bodies glistened with sweat when we came down, and my husband kissed my neck before rolling me on him.
I rested my head on his chest while we lay in each other’s arms, feeling blissful. I was still wet from our sex when I woke up the next morning! We could not stop, so we engaged in some afterplay, kissing, caressing that sort of things before we eventually got up to have breakfast and collect our daughters.