My Husband Made Me Cum So Hard I Cried

“Fuck that little pussy, baby, fuck it so hard. Oh my god, yes right there right there, faster, holy FUCK!” I screamed in pleasure, and as I did, he came with one deep thrust, sending his load so high into my cervix, I wondered later, how it didn’t come out of my mouth.

As I felt him fill me with his huge, hot load, my pussy clenched around his pulsating dick, my fingers flicked back and forth against my clit, applying just the right amount of pressure, and I squirted with all I had, at the same time, burst into tears. I felt my soul leave my body, with his dick in my cervix, leaving me feeling so full and used. My head swam, and my breath shuddered. My legs immediately began to tremble, and I collapsed underneath him, still squirting with my unbearably amazing orgasm.

The poor guy was immediately concerned. “Are you alright?” He asked me. I cried out, feeling the tears fall hard and fast from my eyes, I smiled and nodded my head, I couldn’t catch my breath, and every time I tried I cried harder. “Holy fuck” my husband whispered with heaving breath, leaning hard against me.

He asked me again if I was ok, and I managed to inhale enough to speak, “I missed you” I told him. I knew it was more than missing him, over his shift away, it was a culmination of every difficult day, every hurt feeling, and every moment of forgiveness, we’d persevered through, every night where I lay next to him, wishing for more. The connection I hadn’t felt in so long, was there, intimate and loving, and I was so spent. I came harder than I had in years, and the tender attention we showed each other left me reeling.

My husband finally got up from the bed, and sighed, “I’ll get fresh sheets.” He said, and tossed a towel at me, before leaving the room. I pulled it between my soaked, and shaking legs, and lay there, catching my breath. When I finally sat up, I saw the mess I’d made, tear stained sheets, a wet spot as wide as my face. At my feet, the bed was drenched in a large dark circle. I couldn’t stand, and continued to vibrate, as I reached out for my water again.

When my man came back, he asked me why I was crying, again. I laughed, and shrugged, “Have you ever cum so hard you cried?” I asked him, knowing he’d say no, but I laughed anyways. “I just did.” I told him, I finally pulled myself off the bed, and stumbled to the bathroom.

My pussy throbbed and ached as I wiped away the cum drying there. I moaned in pleasure again, as I felt my heart beat deep inside me. I touched myself, and jolted, trembling again.

I came back to bed, clean sheets, set, and sighed against my husband. He flicked his light off, and kissed me gently goodnight. But the room was hot, and the shaking in my legs, only increased the attention I paid to my tender pussy. Slowly under the blankets, I began to touch myself. I was instantly wet again, and moaned against my fingers at my sensitive clit. My Husband rolled towards me, and pulled my suddenly to him, slammed my ass into his once again hard cock.

“Yes, Fuck YES!” I moaned, unable to help myself. He ripped my thong back down, and shoved himself into me, without any help. I reached out to my bedside table, grabbing my vibrator, and pressed it to my clit. I was an instant mess, screaming into my pillow, and squirting all over my husband, again and again as he bounced me against his dick. I sounded gutteral, I couldn’t help myself, Orgasm after orgasm wracked my body, and I nearly cried again with the absolute intensity of the pleasure I felt.

My Husband grunted as he fucked me harder and harder, then quickly pulled out of me, and I stroked him quickly. “Cover me with your cum” I whispered, and he shot pump after pump, over my tits and stomach, there was so much of it, I felt it hit my lip, and flicked out my tongue to lick it off.

We both lay there panting, recovering our breath, before he finally groaned “Its your turn to change the sheets.” Sure enough, I’d soaked the bed again. I somehow managed to get out of bed again, I found a towel, and carefully wiped the cum off my body. Before grabbing a third set of sheets, and coming back to the room. He helped my pull the sheet on, and we collapsed together again. This time, sleep came quickly to us both, and we held each other while we drifted.

At some point in the night, I woke, naked, feeling the slick mess between my legs, and smiled to myself as I rubbed my thighs together. Went I went to roll over in bed, I noticed instantly, that my whole body still trembled. My arms, my thighs, and my pussy especially, I gently stroked myself for a while, circling my clit every now and then, but eventually sleep caught me again.

Now, I just need to convince my husband, to put that kind of energy into our sex life, on a regular basis. What a fucking experience. Literal, out of body, soul touching, incomparable pleasure, was all mine, and even thinking about it now, two days later, my legs shake and my pussy throbs.