This is a true story, one that happened to me not too long ago. I left out our names and city, but it all happened just as I put it down. I have seen a lot of stories by people who have great sex with partners whom they had barely met, but in my experience, at least, it does not work that way. My wife and I have been married for two years, and it seems that our marriage – and our sex life! – have kept improving all the time we have been together. The story here should help explain why. I am an inch or so under 6 feet tall.

I have dark black eyes and black, hair. I like to think I am reasonably good looking (as everyone fell about themselves), but don’t consider myself excep­tional. My wife, though, is something else. She is quite small, 5’11”. Her ancestry is apparent at first glance. She has jet-black eyes, and her long, silky, black hair hangs to her waist. She has a slender, golden skinned body, with almost no body hair, except for the soft, straight hair that covers her pussy. She sometimes complains about her breasts, wishing that they were bigger, but I find them lovely. She has one feature, however, that stunned me the first time I undressed her – she has the biggest nipples I have ever seen on a woman, even in a movie. She actually has rather small areolae, perhaps an inch across, but rising out of them are two huge, red-brown nipples, even in repose as big as the first joint of my thumb. They are so long that when she wears a bra she actually has to fold them over, and she never dares leave the house without a bra as they are visible through any­thing.

It was a Friday evening. We didn’t plan to go out that evening, so my wife and I got ready for bed soon after dinner. She show­ered while I went through my evening TV progames, when she came back out, I headed in to cool off. When I came back from my shower, I found her lying in bed. As I walked up, she threw back the covers. Instead of the nightgown she had been wearing, her sole adornment was a jade bracelet. By the moistness of her pussy, I could see that she had been warming herself up for my return. I paused for a moment, running my eyes from one end of her body to the other. Now that she had an audience, she began to run her hands over her body, gently tugging her nipples with one hand while the other slid down to rub her wet pussy. I wanted to stop and enjoy the view, but I couldn’t resist her when she begged me to come to bed and not make her wait. As I walked towards her, I let my bathrobe slide to the floor. She stood to meet me. As soon as she was within reach I swept her into a passionate kiss. I could feel her stiff nipples rubbing my chest, while she straddled one thigh and began to grind her slick pussy against it.

She came almost immediately, crushing herself against me as hard as she could. After she had recovered slightly, I laid her gently on the bed. When I laid down beside her, though, she shook her head and made me roll onto my back. A moment later, she surprised me again by taking my aching cock into her mouth. Oral sex has never been a big part of our love life. Although I *love* the taste of her sweet pussy, she is so sensitive that anything more than a small amount of kissing sends her into overload. Anyway, she is so responsive that it is rarely neces­sary – she almost always climaxes for the first time long before I do. Usually, she is a bit uneasy about giving head, but this night she was sucking away. Somehow, I managed to keep myself under control, but it was a near thing. Just before I reached the point of no return, she eased off, sliding up my body to give me a deep kiss. As my breathing began to slow back to normal, she slid out of bed and put a tape into the VCR. She had chosen it carefully – it opened immediately into a scene showing a tiny asian woman mount­ing a large blond man. Matching her motions to the tape, my wife moved to mount me.

After wriggling a bit to find the best posi­tion, she impaled herself on my cock all the way to the hilt. Before I had fully absorbed the sensation of entry she was mash­ing her clit into my pubic bone. At first, we both watched the tape. I was soon too absorbed in her to pay attention, especially since her long black hair had fallen around my face like a silky tent. All I could see was her lovely face. She, however, had her eyes locked on the screen. I could tell how the tape was progressing just by her excitement. She was already as hot as I had ever known her. I could hear her whimpering with excitement, and feel her stiff nipples dragging across my chest. Suddenly, she pushed her upper body up to arm’s length and begged me to kiss her tits. Normally, her nipples are almost as sensitive as her pussy – too much stimulation is painful. Tonight, though, the more I kissed and sucked the more she seemed to enjoy it. I have never seen her nipples so swollen; already hard, they stood out at least an inch and a half. Although I was already sucking as hard as I could, she was begging for more. When I let her erect nipple slide from my mouth, she let out a little whimper of disappointment, but she became even more excit­ed when she felt my hands slide up and each cup a breast. She let out a wail as she felt me began to roll her nipples between my fingers as I thrust. I was pulling and rubbing them hard enough that I was afraid of hurting her, but she loved it – the harder I pulled and twisted, the more savagely she ground her pussy into me.

I thought that she had reached her peak, but I was wrong. She was almost incoherent as she begged me to do it harder – more – even if it hurt her. I leaned down and began to bite sharply at her nipples. She loved it! She began to alternately lean forward and pull back, timing her hardest moves to occur when I had a firm grip on her nipples. The sensation of her stiff nipples being dragged between my teeth was unbelievable. I finally bit quite hard on her left nipple and pulled my head back, stretching her nipple even further. With a shriek, she came, even harder than the first time. After the workout she had already had, I expected her to be exhausted, but after a moment to recover her breath, she began to ride me again.

Though I wanted to hold back, the renewed stimula­tion was too much for me – I began to erupt like a geyser, pumping a huge load into her hot pussy. She moved up to straddle my stomach, holding herself upright while sliding her wet pussy – even wetter with my come – back and forth against my body. With a convulsive shudder, she came for a final time and collapsed into my arms. We lay like that, cuddled in each other’s arms, until we could both speak. When we were able to notice our surroundings, we began to laugh – the covers had been thrown on the floor, we were both slick with sweat, and both her pussy and my belly were covered with a mixture of sperm and pussy juice. Somehow, we managed to stagger back into the shower before we embraced once more and drifted off to sleep. Comments are welcome at loveablesiva@rediffmail.com