No Pyjamas

[jaybee2000]

Since my wife has taken to wearing pyjama bottoms in bed I never get to look at her bare bottom which used to frequently turn me on as I masturbated when she was asleep. So the other night, before going to bed, I asked if she would leave the pyjamas off so that I could indulge in my little fantasy. She agreed without hesitation and when I went to bed about 20 minutes after her she turned over so that her exposed bottom was facing me. I left the bedside lamp on which gave enough light for me to be able to gaze at her beautiful round ass just as I used to do when she was sleeping. This time, though, she was awake and fully aware that I wanted to wank off while lying behind her. There was, of course, a temptation to insert my cock into her and have full sex but I felt more in the mood for masturbating. As soon as I saw the curvy cheeks of her naked bottom I just had to put my hand to my cock and start playing with myself. I continued masturbating and getting more and more aroused for nearly half an hour while my wife continued to provide my visual stimulation, occasionally teasing by thrusting her ass nearer to me. For much of the time I was feeling all over her bottom cheeks and in between her crack with my free hand while slowly working my hard, wet cock up and down with my other hand. She sensed that I was close to finishing by my heavy breathing and asked if I was going to cum. I told her I was at the point where I just needed to cum. My cock was hard and throbbing and I could feel it was about to explode. I gripped my wife's buttocks as my cock pulsated in my hand and my semen spurted out onto the sheets. It was a fantastic wank and my wife promised to leave off her pyjama bottoms more often to allow for my night time turn on.

[fuzzyt]

Totally turned on by this post! My cock was stone hard by the time I finished reading it and I'm taking time out between typing words to show it a little love.

It's such a turn on because I have done, and still do, the same thing. Currently on the second wife and both have always been a part of my masturbation addiction. I've masturbated while they were/are sleeping and totally unaware that I'm looking at their bare ass as I stroke my cock. Have also masturbated, probably hundreds of times, while they were/are awake and totally aware of what I'm doing. How could they not know what I was doing? I think all the heavy breathing and shaking the bed is pretty much a dead give away! Just like your wife, jaybee, mine may take part by teasing me with a hand reaching around to fondle my balls or just shaking her ass a little. I do love it when they "help" verbally by asking things like, "Does it feel good baby," or "Are you close?" It really makes me squirt hard when I hear, "Cum on me Baby!"

There are a couple of differences though between our circumstances. I have ALWAYS insisted that my wives sleep totally naked, even on frigid winter nights, except when they were/are on their periods. Then, and only then, I allow them to wear panties. However, they have to be sexy bikini style, or thongs, so I can still get a hot view of their ass while I jack-off. The other thing is that I never waste a load on the bed sheets. I always move in tight and lay my cock against their ass cheek or upper thigh while I squirt my seed. Either way, whether they are asleep or not, I massage my cum around their skin and may even reach over their shoulder and rub some on their titties or belly. The sexy part is that they both just let it dry on them and don't try to wipe it off. That's also why there's no sense in trying to keep it secret that I jack-off while they are asleep; because they are/were both smart enough to know what this dried film is all over their body when they get up the next morning!

My current wife, is EXTREMELY tolerable, and even encouraging, of my masturbation activities. In fact, I've been sitting pantless right now in the living room as I've been typing this, with stops to stroke a little in order to keep my hard-on alive, and she just got home from the grocery store and walked into the room. She asked what had me so turned-on, so I read her the post that started it all. She just sat down on the arm of my recliner and has taken over the stroking part while she's reading what I've written. My sperm is starting to boil and it feels pretty damn good so I will be signing off now so I can give her my full attention and enjoy the sensation. Besides, I'm sure she's gonna want some equal attention after she milks me dry!

Happy Stroking Everybody!

[jaybee2000]

Thanks for your post fuzzyt. I'm flattered that my experience lead to you and your wife having some unexpected activity. Sounds like you both had fun.

[fuzzyt]

Was looking through a selection of videos tonight at XHamster, with a search of "husband caught masturbating by wife," and I came upon one that brought back a very fond memory. Remembering there was a thread here at MPage about No Pajamas, I decided to share it so someone other than me might get a rise out of it.

I've always been a maniac when it comes to masturbation. It all started with the bare legs of the little girls in my 3rd grade class and has continued right through to the present day. One set of bare legs that I just couldn't resist belonged to my first cousin. Our families met up for a reunion when she was fourteen and I was almost 21. It was during the middle of summer and took place in Texas so it was no surprise to see her walk out of grandma's house barefoot and wearing a pair of short athletic shorts and a tank top with only a thin training bra underneath. I immediately got a hardon that lasted the entire week. We had always gotten along really well so we enjoyed our week together with lots of teasing and tickling which gave me plenty of opportunity to touch her shapely, beach-tanned legs.

We didn't meet up again until three years later, right after she had graduated from high school. I had spent many, many nights over those years with my cock in my hand while I poured over a stack of photos that I had taken of her at that family reunion. I guess that's partly why I almost didn't recognize her when I saw her walk into my parent's home. She was hotter than ever and her legs had filled out nicely and were accented by the pair of "Candies’ Mule Heels" she was wearing with her little pair of jean shorts. She was wearing a regular bra this time, but her breasts had only grown from the bumps they were in Texas, to small mounds; but they were perfect...a perfect handful.

The big difference on this encounter was that her and her parents had just arrived, along with a moving van. They were in the process of moving to our neck of the woods and would be living only a short 45 minute drive away. Needless to say, I was excited...in more ways than one! Over the next three months we grew closer than ever and eventually we crossed the taboo line of "family" and started to fool around. Two weeks later we were engaged and married within three months. Turns out, our state was one of thirteen at the time where it was legal to marry your first cousin! We remained married for over 21 years and we had two, perfectly healthy kids who have gone on to create another generation...of perfectly healthy and beautiful kids.

During our early years, she was as horny as me and we had sex several times a day, almost every day. In addition, my masturbation, nor hers, ever slowed down. I had, right from the first time she saw my cock, been very open about masturbating for her. She was a bit more reserved and needed a little encouragement, but once she got started...BOY-HOWDY...could she masturbate! She was a little different than me though because she "usually" would only masturbate when we were together. I on the other hand, didn't stop being an exhibitionist and public masturbator just because I had cited some vows and I masturbated all the time without her. She knew I did it, I just don't think she knew how often I did it; well...at least during the early years. She was fine with it as long as I was masturbating at home so she could take part. It always did bother her though when she would find out I had masturbated without her. However, her "bothered" always turned into "pleasure" because I would paint her the details of my extracurricular activity while I was rubbing her swollen clit in tiny little circles!

When I was at home, I was not "shy" about masturbating while she watched. If she was wearing something that visually excited my penis, it was not out of the ordinary for me to just announce that she was making me feel the need to jack off; at which time she would say something like, "Oh Yeah," and then I'd unzip and start going at it. Sometimes she would watch, sometimes she would help, and sometimes she would join in and all was fine in the world. You see...we were together and she didn't feel threatened by the girls in my porn. In fact, as long as I looked at my porn out in her presence, she was OK with me pulling my pants down and masturbating. As long as she knew it, it seemed to be fine.

There were a few other times though, that I hadn't included her and she "discovered" me in the act. (There were a LOT of other times that she HADN'T discovered me!) One time she was upset, but I walked over to her, naked and with my swollen cock swinging back and forth, and started to rub the end of it against her thigh. She resisted me initially, but eventually came around and got into the "swing" of things! Another time was when she turned up at the doorway to my study, and asked, "What are you doing?" She knew what I was doing because I did it often in my study, but she was upset because I had told her I would be up to bed in a couple of minutes...about 45 minutes earlier!! I figured she was expecting to get fucked in "a couple of minutes" and was mad that I had started without her. My intentions were just to "pre-prime" myself with a little visual variety, but I had gotten carried away. However, the very first time she "caught" me in my study, was not one that included any negative energy. In fact, a lot...and I say A LOT of positive energy "Came" out that night.

It was a night, not long after we had been hitched, that she was on her period and wanted to go to bed early. I jumped in the shower right away so I could finish up and not disturb her later. By the time I turned the water off, dried off and walked from our master bathroom into the bedroom to grab my pajamas, she was sound asleep. My cock was already standing straight out in front of me because all I had thought about while in the shower was what a great opportunity this would be to cruise some porn on the computer in my study. It had taken a lot of self-control in the shower, but I had managed to get out of it with only a "few" extra wash cycles of one of my five appendages. With my plans brewing, and my wife already asleep, I decided "NO PAJAMAS" was the way to go and I just grabbed my long, fluffy, terry cloth robe and headed downstairs to the study.

After only a couple of minutes of browsing through some picture files on the computer, I opened up my desk drawer and took out a pack of pictures that contained shots of my wife on our wedding night. With those spread out on the desk in front of the monitor, I knew I had made the right choice to not wear any pajamas. There was no elastic waistband to fight with, no need to pull any pants down, and no top to have to reach under in order to flick my little "man" nipples. All I had to do was untie the half-knot on the robe belt and let the robe fall open and expose what was eager to be stroked.

About 20 minutes or so into my surfing adventure I was beginning to feel the desire to speed things up and start using that hard handle to pump up some of the thick while oil that lay buried deep inside my balls. That's when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I was so focused on the task "in" my hand that I hadn't heard any of the floor squeaks that usually cued me to the fact that my wife was moving about. My hand motion ceased as I inhaled from being snuck up on. All I could do was wait and see what was going to happen next. My wife hadn't said a word, and her touch was gentle, so that was a good sign. Her hand rubbed my shoulder a couple of times and without a word she slipped it inside of my robe and slowly spread her fingers across my chest. After a few sensual strokes of her hand on my chest, I felt her other hand touch my neck on the opposite side before she followed the curve of my neck up and gently pressured against my jaw as she directed my head to turn to my right side where she was now leaning over and twisting in so our mouths could touch.

As we started to nibble each other's lips her hand on my chest began sliding down across my abdomen and up the flagpole in between my legs, eventually pushing my hand out of the way. With our tongues interlaced in a tangle, she grabbed the lapel of my robe with her other hand and folded the robe back, exposing my nakedness to its fullest. From there she commenced to pump up and down on the shaft I had been working on from a position that has always been one of my favorites, whether it's on me or someone else; she was jacking me off from the same point of view that I have when I masturbate. Seeing her hand in that position instead of mine sent my legs into a quiver.

With my right hand free to roam, I started to cup my balls and then pressed underneath on the engorged "cum-tube" and sent an ample amount of precum spilling from the tiny lips of my cock-head. My wife hummed a little sound from behind our tongues as she let her hand slide through it after which she spread it all around my shaft and over the massively swollen helmet on top. With her hand making long motions from the very bottom to up-and-over the top of my cock, my legs went from a quiver to a tremble which quickly moved to my tummy as I felt warm semen moving up the internal passageway. I broke our kiss and exhaled the word STOP. This is our "safe" word which is a cue for whoever is doing the rubbing to stop movement so the one about to cum can stop before going over the edge. She seductively said something like, "Baby want me to stop?" All I could do was shake my head slightly as she stopped moving her hand. Then, our normal method of operation is to wait until we get the GO ahead before we entice our lover to the edge again. However, I was still in that "toes-curled" stage, trying to ward off an explosion, when she locked her mouth hard onto mine, penetrated my lips with her tongue and practically reached all the way down my throat as she gave my cock a rapid-fire ONE-TWO-THREE-FOUR-FIVE short strokes and stopped again.

That sent me into panic mode as I felt my semen burning to get out! Before I could hardly catch my breath, she pulled down hard on the outer skin of my shaft and squeezed at the bottom which made my cock pulsate against my will as a spoonful of thick white sperm spilled from the tip and promptly ran down the shaft and pooled up on her hand. No sooner had the contractions eased up and she rubbed her hand through my sperm and lubricated my cock while twisting her hand back and forth like she was trying to open the top on a bottle. I whispered to her again, "STOP," and her hand slowed its motion. I was expecting her to grant my request but she kept unscrewing that bottle top in super slow motion as my orgasm began to build up thrust like a rocket does before it finally lifts off the ground. Fighting against the inevitable, I held off until the sensations overcame me and I exploded, sending several long white ropes twirling into the air with every loud moan from the depths of my pleasure.

My young wife/first cousin held my cock in her hand, every now and then sliding it up to touch the ultra-sensitive glans, as she tenderly soothed my tongue from the hard beating it had taken. When my respirations had calmed and my heart slowed from trying to break through my chest wall, she turned my swivel chair and stood in front of me as she gently pulled my robe together and tied the belt into a half-knot. That was the first opportunity I had to see that she was wearing nothing but a little white string hanging from between her pussy lips. That caused my cock to immediately throb against the robe because she generally wore a pair of cotton bikini panties when she was on her period and I hadn’t seen her like this since the first time she exposed her total nakedness to me which happened to be when she was on her period! I told her "I like your outfit," and parted my robe enough to release the tension behind it. She reached across the desk, switched off the computer monitor, and she said, "I like yours too...especially the No Pajamas part! With that she reached down, took hold of my cock and led me upstairs to bed where we proceeded to even the score for the day!

(In case you're interested, here's a link to the video that brought back this memory. http://xhamster.com/movies/1088909/cutie_gives_handjob_at_home.html)