Bedtime Playtime

[jaybee2000]

A few nights ago when I went to bed I opened the bedroom door to find my wife lying naked on the bed with her vibrator between her legs. She had been in bed for about half an hour and she said she just started touching herself when she first got into bed and then as she got more aroused she got her vibrator out. She said she had already had a couple of orgasms and now she wanted to watch me. She pushed her vibrator back inside her pussy and said "I want you to get your cock out and wank yourself off while I watch". I was already hard. I undid my trousers and pulled out my erect cock and started frantically wanking as I watched her bringing herself off. She never took her eyes off me as I quickly got myself to the point of cumming. I leaned over the bed so that my cock was just above her legs as I started to cum. I came in loads all over her thighs . She said she had been waiting to watch me masturbate so that she could have another orgasm as she watched. When I got into bed we played around for a while and then my wife simply held my cock as we lay still. As she held my cock I felt myself going to cum again but I gave my wife no warning, I surprised her by cumming into her hand. She seemed amused and turned on by the fact that she had caused an unexpected ejaculation.

[fuzzyt]

A couple of nights ago, I too found myself having a little "playtime" after going to bed. My wife had turned in about an hour before me and was already sound asleep when I crawled into the bed. Even though I had been watching a recorded TV show for that last hour, I was also looking at porn on my laptop. As soon as my wife shut the door to the bedroom my cock had come out as I logged into xHamster to see what was new. However, it had been a long day and I found myself nodding off as I fondled myself without a lot of conviction. But, like most times, by the time I made my way to the bedroom, brushed my teeth and changed into some pajama pants, I was wide awake by the time I pulled the covers up.

Deciding to watch a little more TV, with hopes of it having a dozing effect, I switched the bedroom TV on. With the sound muted, I started to surf the channels for something interesting to watch and passed by a soft-porn channel. Even though those videos are lame, compared to what I'm used to watching, I did linger long enough to feel a little twitch in my cock which still had a little life left in it from my recent effort in the living room. About a minute into watching two girls kissing and fondling each other's titties, I realized my hand had found its way into my PJ's and was very slowly stroking my cock which was beginning to show signs of precum seepage from its tiny mouth; I guess more progress had been made in the living room than I had realized!

One of the girls, on the soft-porn channel, had a set of very nice puffy nipples which the other girl started to squeeze and tug. My cock came to full attention and started begging for more action. With my wife breathing softly next to me, and her head rolled away from me, I decided, "why not!" Pulling the waistband of my PJ's down slightly, I hooked it under my swelling balls which allowed my cock to try and point to the ceiling. I say, "try," because the bed covers were a little to heavy for my cock to push them up on its own without some assistance. So, using the backside of my left hand, I lifted up on the covers to form a tent so I could stroke my cock with the other hand in a nice, slow, up-and-down motion.

My wife knows that I masturbate, a lot, and has been awakened many times while I am pleasuring myself; but this is normally because I reach a point to where I wake her up on purpose so she can watch me or even help. However, she will probably never know how many times I've quietly stroked myself to orgasm without her ever knowing it and while laying right next to her! This started out to be one of those times. My intentions were to stroke very slowly so as not to shake the bed and wake her up. Every now and then, more now than then, I enjoy "pulling off" a secret orgasm while being only inches away from my wife.

Given the combination of the "soft-porn" girls, a "secret" masturbation session, and a wet wick, I was just about ready to roll to my side so I could pull the covers back and release my swollen cock in order to make it easier to stroke without the chance of shaking the bed so much. As I prepared to scoot my body to its side, I lowered the bed covers a bit which caused the tip of my cock to drag against the top sheet. WOW...what a sensation that was! In fact, it brought back instant memories of my childhood. You see, that's how I discovered orgasms as a nine-year-old! One night, in my twin bed, with my five-year-old brother sleeping in his on the other side of the room, I was thinking about one of the little girls in my school class and how my little "pee-pee" had gotten hard while I was looking at her legs under her desk. While I lay there reminising, my "pee-pee" had gotten hard again and I had started to play with it. That's when I discovered that brushing it lightly, back and forth against the top sheet, would send twinges of pleasure through my entire body. After a few minutes of doing that, I had what I later learned was an orgasm. It was a dry one at that point, and would remain that way for a couple more years, but it felt wonderful and that started a nightly habit!

When the tip of my cock brushed against the sheet, and those familiar sensations flooded through my memories, I decided to stay on my back and enjoy that feeling for a bit longer. I also wanted a little more freedom. If you're an avid masturbator, you are familiar with the "need" to expose yourself to a higher degree as your pleasure begins to overtake you. I'm the same way! Pressing my heels into the bed, I lifted my body up slightly and pushed my PJ's down until they cleared my ass. With the slightest of movement I moved my cock back and forth, brushing it "ever so softly" against the sheet which was being pulled tight by my other hand. The friction against the fabric made my cock's lips ultra sensitive. It was only a couple of minutes before I "needed" more exposure. So, with a combination of hands, legs and squirming, I was able to work my PJ's down to my ankles without waking my wife.

Now that I was "freed up," I pulled the sheet a tight as I could and continued moving my cock like a pump handle. My intial intentions were to keep this same action as calm as I could and see if I could bring myself to an orgasm like I had done hundreds of times as a kid. But, with each back and forth stroke, I just wanted to brush my cock against the sheet a little faster, and a little faster, while at the same time applying more and more pressure against the tight fabric. It wasn't long before I was no longer able to contain my respirations. I even let a tiny whimper or two of enjoyment escape from my throat. The bed was starting to bobb back and forth, in soft waves, from the headboard to the footboard; so, it was no surprise when my wife's body moved and her head rolled towards me. I halted my wagging action and held my breath, while hoping I hadn't awakened her and that's when I heard my wife say in a breathy voice, "Don't stop!" She followed that up by placing her right hand on my left thigh and pulling it up until it bumped up against my balls. I started to wag my cock once again.

My wife snuggled up against me and began to let her hand explore under the sheet as she felt the movements of my arm, hand and cock as it brushed the flannel fabric of our bed covers. Then, in a sultry tone she whispered, "What's this? Is this something new?" Well, I have to tell you, at this point there was no holding me back and I started pumping that handle back and forth with as much intensity and speed as I could while telling her the history behind the action. In between my "now" heavy breathing, I shared with her my earliest memories of playground gropping and my voyeur adventures of peeking under the school desks to get a look at those little white cotton panties. Telling her how I learned to masturbate took me to the edge and I had to stop my motion. That's when I detected a slurping sound about the same time she told me, "You're making me so horny, I just had to finger my pussy." I started pushing my cock back and forth again which made my body start to tremble. With semen starting to push its way up my shaft, I told my wife, "I'm gonna cum," and she said, "NO...I want you to stop it again!" It was hard to stop, because the end of my cock was so sensitive that it was shouting at the mountaintops to let it cum. With a couple of slow drags against the sheet, I slowed to a halt right at the point-of-no-return.

With her arm bumping mine, in a steady rhythm, I knew she had begun to rub her clit in little circles. She asked, "Can you make yourself cum from just waving your cock back and forth without the sheet?" I assured it that I was so close to orgasm that I could probably blow on my cock and make myself cum. She pulled back the sheet and said, "DO IT...I wanna watch you cum while you wiggle your "pee-pee" back and forth! Hearing her say that made me imagine one of those little girls from class saying that to me when I was nine. I started to flail my cock wildly back and forth, at top speed, with the longest motion possible. The momentum of a towering inferno being violently shaken back and forth as warm, white lava shot from the end caused my semen to fly everywhere. Drops of cum landed on my face, as well as my wife's, and splatters of thick sperm were later discovered in her hair, the headboard and all over my thighs and stomach. It was quite the mess, but my wife is a good housekeeper and she quickly vacuumed up the bulk of it with her soft, tender lips.

That experience was such a hot experience, for both of us, that the very next night she told me to hold the sheet tight so she could wiggle my "not-so-little pee-pee" back and forth until she made me cum. It seems now that an old tradition has been reborn because I'm about to do it again, right now. Except this time I'm not in the bed. I'm sitting in my recliner in the living room, naked from the waist down, covered up with a small "throw" blanket. My wife should be walking in the door from work in a few minutes. My step-daughter, a freshman in high-school, came in from school a few minutes ago and walked right past me while I was typing this post. It's no secret in this household that I masturbate a lot, especially since I'm always "letting her" catch me in the act! She probably had no problem figuring out what I was up too, especially since I'm sure she couldn't have missed my pants and underwear in a pile next to my chair. My immediate plan is to start rubbing my cockhead back and forth against this little blanket so when my wife does walk in she will want to come over and take a look at what's going on! If she's late getting home, then my step-daughter may get a glimpse at this resurrected technique!