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Homecoming
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Homecoming
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"She's done," Carol said when I came back, "but she's messy." I changed Ro, and put her in her crib. Carol buys pajamas 'for me.' I wear the pajama pants and she wears the tops. She hadn't buttoned the top yet when I came back. Even so, I reached for the pants when I'd removed my day clothes. "Dr. Kendrick said that it's safe to start back." "It's safe. Are you comfortable with it?" I wanted to be sure, though she wouldn't have mentioned it if she didn't want to. "Well, I won't know 'til I try. Will I?" Fair question. I draped the pants over the chair and came to bed. We kissed. When she opened her mouth, my hand began stroking down her torso. "These are a little sore." She'd broken the kiss to tell me. "Okay." I moved my hand from her breasts to her butt. She'd made many sacrifices for our kids; I could make one. When I broke our kiss to scatter kisses over her face and ears, I moved my hand to her mound. She moved her legs apart in welcome. When my kisses returned to her mouth, I stroked her clit. We lay like that until she reached for me. "Rob," she said in a tight voice. I'd gone into the hospital right after the twins were born. The vasectomy had already been scheduled. Two, particularly one of each sex, is enough. Now, neither Carol nor I had to make any preparation. She guided me in, and her hand on my cock was exciting, better than mine for sure. I went forward slowly until I couldn't go any further. This felt much better than any hand. "You okay?" I asked. "Fine. Are you?" "Wonderful!" I started slow strokes, feeling her warmth and smoothness all around me. I kissed Carol's forehead when I was all the way in, and her mouth when I was at the entrance. But feeling the smoothness and warmth wouldn't let me move slowly. The exquisite sensations of her entrance's caressing my tip drove me in, the welcoming warmth when I was fully encased made me move back. I was stroking faster and faster towards my culmination. I shifted my weight, forced myself to pause at the top of the stroke, and reached between us. Now I could rub her clit on every stroke. "Oh," she said. I felt her flutter around me. On that signal, I let myself go. I poured into her. Practiced, I rolled to my right as I collapsed. She didn't roll with me. As soon as I'd caught my breath, I moved off her leg so that we were lying side by side. She hadn't had much of an orgasm, but I knew that she didn't want me to mention that. I could, hosever, put my hand on her mound. She didn't spread her legs to give me access, though. Instead she turned towards me. "Rob?" "Love you." "Was it all right? Tight enough?" She wasn't worrying about herself. She was worrying about me. "It was delightful. Coming home." She might have a less tight vagina than she had before delivery, but
she had the same love as always. And I had come explosively. "I love you -- love to fuck you, too. But,
most of all, I love you." |
The end Homecoming Uther Pendragon nogardnePrethU@gmail.com 2010/12/23 For another story involving another couple's restarting their sex life after a baby, "Resumption" The directory to all my stories can be found at: Index to Uther Pendragon's Website |