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I Caught Her Masturbating

I Caught Her Masturbating

March 5th, Saturday. After I finished my morning run and got off the treadmill, I was about to go upstairs to take a bath. After climbing a few steps, I heard some sobbing and breathing sounds coming from the master bedroom. At first, I was worried if something was wrong with my wife Lauren. But later, I realized that these sounds were related to sex.

I took another step and heard... a sob.

Then: "Oh, yes..."

Then I heard the buzzing sound of her vibrator.

She was masturbating.

Before continuing, let me briefly talk about our marital situation regarding masturbation: This was not a secret in our marriage, and it didn't exist even on the first day of our marriage. I knew she masturbated, and she knew I did too. We would occasionally masturbate together. She often masturbated during sexual intercourse. We often talked about it after masturbation. But I had never "caught" Lauren in the act of masturbating before.

I climbed the stairs and saw her lower half in the bedroom. She was lying on the bed, her legs spread, using her fingers and a massage stick to massage. She was still wearing the sports bra she wore during exercise.

The door was half open, and I quietly walked over to observe all this. Lauren was using her fingers to spread the labia while using the wand vibrator to rub her clitoris. Occasionally, she would use her fingers instead of the vibrator and then insert the vibrator into her own body. She closed her eyes, and I could clearly see her immersed in ecstasy.

Then she did something I had only seen her do a few times... She licked her fingers, tasted the moist taste of herself. Oh my god.

I watched Lauren gradually reach orgasm, using the moans and breaths during the climax to express her pleasure in such passionate way. She was not unfamiliar with multiple orgasms, and she continued.

Watching her climax, I was extremely excited. My cock soon became hard, and looking at my wife in self-pleasure, I quickly started to masturbate. I just couldn't bear it anymore...

I had a (hopefully looking like) naughty smile on my face, gently opened the door, and she looked at me, a little embarrassed.

"I thought you were running?" After she turned off the vibrator, she seemed startled and asked.

"Yes," I replied. "Much faster than I imagined. Baby, I really enjoy watching you."

She was no longer embarrassed and giggled. Clearly, I was interested in her, and she began to rub her own clitoris with her fingers. I took off my shorts and stood beside her, starting to masturbate.

"Continue," I moaned, because I was too excited and aroused.

Lauren smiled, happy that I could join in, then moved to the bed to make room for me. I knelt beside her, looking down at the spectacular scene of my wife touching herself.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked.

She smiled. "With you." Then she asked, "So do you like to watch?"

"Oh yes. Super hot, making me want you so badly."

She giggled.

The passion was so intense, and so was the sexual desire. Lauren once handed me her fingers covered with her bodily fluids, and I licked them. My god, licking her body fluids was extremely stimulating, and her reaction was quite intense.

My cock was now facing her face, and I was masturbating. Meanwhile, she was inserting her fingers deeply into her vagina and restarting the vibrator, making it rub her clitoris. This was so sexy. I couldn't remember when my sexual desire was so intense.

Lauren began to climax again, and I watched the joy, ecstasy and ecstasy on her face. With my other hand, I stroked her left breast still covered by the sports bra, then took it off. I admired her slender figure, strong abdomen, long legs, perfect buttocks, attractive vagina, full breasts... Her Nordic beauty. At this moment, I could have done whatever I wanted with her, but I chose not to change anything - just seize this opportunity, watch my wife masturbate, and masturbate with her.

I could see that she was lost in her own pleasure. She closed her eyes, but would occasionally open them, looking into my eyes, looking over her face at my penis, or telling me with her beautiful blue eyes that she was completely immersed in this moment, enjoying her body, enjoying my gaze on her, enjoying everything.

Then she licked, gently sucking the newly-shaved hair on my penis. Oh my god...

I felt a rush of semen, signaled by my breathing, my sobs, and the words I said to her, indicating the impending climax. She was still masturbating, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. She looked at my penis, then at my eyes, inviting me to manipulate her as I pleased. She knew what was coming next, and she craved it.

I placed the glans on her mouth. She must have tasted my prostate fluid because she smiled, licking the thick, salty substance flowing out of me - that's how naughty she was.

In a hurry...

Heart rate accelerated...

The explosion of semen...

I almost passed out from the extreme climax, forgetting the passage of time, and involuntarily closing my eyes, allowing the semen to spray freely.

I opened my eyes, looking down and seeing my semen smeared on her tongue, cheeks, and hair.

She greedily sucked my penis into her mouth, for a few seconds, and my penis softened due to this intense ejaculation. Then she swallowed the semen, still looking very embarrassed. After that, she giggled, stretched out her arms, and invited me to embrace her.

I was dizzy and collapsed on her, we hugged tightly... and then kissed. Our lips met, my semen splashed onto my face, but I didn't care. She licked away the semen, giggling even harder as she did so.

We didn't have sex. This wasn't oral sex. It was all masturbation (except for the last part). That was one of the hottest moments we experienced together.

Later, Lauren told me that she wanted me to catch her on the spot. This was premeditated.

I hoped to see her again soon. Or perhaps she would see me.