His love is wider.
╰┈➤ CW: 18+, husband!joel, pnv(creampie), afab, no outbreak.
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The storm rages on outside of your home as you and your husband cuddle on the couch. The downpour of rain hits hard against the roof, you can practically feel the droplets soaking in but that was to be addressed another day.
Right now, all that was on your mind was the feel of Joel’s fingers gently strumming against the skin of your thigh. It was a mindless habit, one you wouldn’t much think of if you weren’t so hot and bothered right now. It was something about the way he rested on you that was making you feel flustered. Your eyes kept moving over to him every chance they got, not quite paying attention to the movie on the television anymore.
Joel on the other hand was deeply into whatever flic you had put on before your mind began to wander. He moved his hand from your thigh—causing a slight pout from you that he didn’t notice—to grab some popcorn from the bowl that sat on your vintage coffee table. He popped two pieces into his mouth and chewed, your eyes watching his throat bob as he swallowed. Joel’s hand moved right back onto your thigh again, continuing the gentle strokes.
Minutes passed and you began to grow more antsy. You didn’t wanna disturb your poor husband. You knew he needed some time to unwind and relax, and a moment like this where he was just quietly in the moment did something great for his constant exhaustion. You decided just to take a breather, smell the air.
Joel’s head turned as you stood up, making up an excuse before taking the throw blanket off the couch and heading outside. The rain hit hard against the gravel of your walk away, thank goodness you had the porches roof holes fixed. You sat down on one of the two rocking chairs outside, wrapping the blanket around yourself as you watched the rain continue.
Your ears twitched before your eyes moved, hearing the sound of the screen door opening.
“Darlin’..” Joel’s voice spoke, that southern rhythm of his voice itching a spot you didn’t know you needed to be scratched. “Come on back inside, you’ll catch a cold sittin’ out here like this..”
You rolled your eyes, turning to face him as he sat beside you on the other chair before looking back out towards the rain.
“You just want me to keep you company in there.”
Joel’s hand reached out, his strong fingers caressing the delicate skin of your cheek.
“Is it so wrong for a man to want to cuddle with his wife?” You could hear the smirk in his tone without having to look.
Your head instinctively leaned into his knuckles as he rubbed your skin. “Guess not.. I just needed a moment is all.”
“Moment from what? The movie?” He asked. “Or me?” The question rhetorical, it was like he already knew the answer.
You bite the inside of your cheeks, feeling your husband’s rough palm cup the underside of your jaw, turning your head to fully face him again.
“You’ve been so exhausted.. I just wanted to give you time to relax. I didn’t wanna bother you with my.. Cravings..” Your eyes moved to glance off but the sound of his heavy sigh kept your gaze on him.
His head shook, side to side like a disappointed father. “Bother me? You? Darlin’.. You couldn’t bother me even if you wanted to. And just being around you gives me all the replenishment I need, sweet girl..”
He removed his hand from your chin just to stand up, moving in front of you. He took your hand into his and guided you up from the chair, the two of you heading back inside together. He closed the door after letting go of your fingers just to turn back to you and grip your hips.
“What is it you want me to do for you, love?” He whispered, his voice heavy— the sound gently wrapping around your brain. “What can your husband do to please ya..? Hm?”
You were warm all over. He always had that effect on you, no matter how many years went by. You looked down at the crotch of his sweatpants, eyes quickly glancing back up at him.
“Ah..” He nodded his head, watching where your eyes had previously just been. “I see..” His lips turned upwards before he was scooping you up.
He moved over to the couch and set you down, the movie still playing but obviously forgotten. His hands caressed your skin, trailing over your body underneath the big shirt you wore. You gasped quietly, not from the touch itself but from the eagerness he was displaying.
His lips ghosted over yours, teasing you for a moment before you had enough and leaned up, your lips touching. He closed his eyes, kissing you back softly. Your hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.
Joel’s fingers moved from tweening your nipples to brushing his ring finger and middle finger against the wet patch of fabric between your legs. His tongue and fingers moving in similar motions. He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes gazing down at his work.
“Christ.. So wet and I barely touched you yet..” He looked right back up at you. “You’ve been wet for a while, bet you were soaked when we were cuddlin’ earlier..”
“Shut up..” You whimpered, your tone hinting at your embarrassment. Your gaze moving down between your legs.
Your hips moved before your brain could even catch up, grinding against his hand to get better friction.
Joel allowed it, for now. He watched as you got off, selfishly taking what you wanted from him without a care in the world.
Just as you were about to orgasm he moved his hand away. Your eyes were half lidded and your breathing uneven. You whimpered from the lost contact, cunt spasming through the cotton fabric of your panties.
“Wanna feel you finish on my cock, love..” He bit his bottom lip. “Mm.. Can’t have ya spoilin’ yourself before I get a chance to.”
Before you knew it he was yanking your panties down, his sweatpants and boxers following after. He didn’t bother with his shirt, immediately moving to rub the fat head of his dick against your clit. He groaned, his eyes staring into yours, watching your reaction. His tongue darted out to lick at the side of his mouth, smirking slightly as he kept rubbing himself through your ocean like slick.
The sensation on your puffy bud was good enough to have you squirting in no time, holding it in slightly so that Joel could get himself off too. You didn’t know how much longer you could keep your release at bay though.
He pulled his cock away from your clit, jerking it once—twice, before slapping it down on your pussy gently. You yelped from the sudden harsh contact and he soothed you with a hush.
“Shh.. shh pretty girl..” His free hand coming to rub at your cheek. “S’ okay.. Just wanted to see if you’d like that..”
He leaned down, pressing his mouth against yours. The kiss was less rough then the first one. Just as you were about to pull him closer you felt the pressure of his cock pushing into you. You pulled away, letting out a gasping whine. Your nails dug against the skin of his chest through his shirt.
“ffffuckk baby.. Pussy so right f’ me.. mmm..” He moaned out, his southern twang pushing forward.
You could barely speak, the hot white breech of his cock in your tight hole causing all words you wish you could say to vanish in that moment. All you could do was watch as he sat there, letting you adjust for a second.
You reached down, gripping his ass slightly. He chuckled before starting to thrust into you. At first it was slow, loving. He rubbed his public bone against your fat clit, his hips moving at a normal pace. Upon hearing your moans, he sped up.
His thumbs pushed into the fat of your thighs, now pounding into your tight hole. He let go of one of your thighs for a moment, pushing his sliver greys out of his face before leaning down to squeeze your tit through your shirt.
“hahh.. Joel.. M.. M’ closeee..” You called to your husband.
“Ah.. Got you baby.. Jus.. fuck.. Jus let go on this cock.. Wanna mix our orgasms together, beautiful girl..”
His hips shifted, grinding in a way that reached damn near to your womb. He pistoned faster, harder. The couch creaked and the springs cried for mercy but none came, only the sweat from the two of you.
He leaned down, his warm breath combining with your own. His eyes stayed on yours and he nodded his head to the facial expressions you were making.
“So pretty..” He whispered. “So fucking gorgeous..”
His words were the icing on the cake, your cunt clenching around him and your legs wrapping tight at his waist. Your nails dug and scratched at his neck now, your release shooting out of you. The stars you saw behind your eyes were nothing short of cosmic. And your husband fucked you through it all.
What followed was a loud grunt and his hand slamming down behind your face on the cushion, his cum pushing into you in hot and heavy ropes. You could quite literally feel him filling up your womb.
You two were a panting mess for a moment, Joel now holding you close as he rested against your chest.
He lifted his head moments later, gazing at you with his weary eyes.
“Just wanna lay here with ya.. For the rest of my days..” He sat up, caressing your sweaty face before pulling out of you with a somber wince.
He watched as the cum drippled out of you. He sucked his teeth, clearly amused and satisfied but still so eager.
“Seems like I’ll have to fill you up again, love..”
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