A Spirit's Touch

Twenty-Two. Mel First 🔞

Smut warning:

"Not now, Sam," Mel sleepily pushed her arm across her chest in a half effort to remove her husband's hand of her breast. "It's too early. Stop it," she mumbled and pushed her arm across her own chest again, unintentionally stroking her own nipple. Mel was still asleep but she was aware of her Sam groping her, it was just something he did when he could not sleep in an attempt to arouse her.

Mel moaned slightly to her own touch and again, unconsciously tried to remove Sam's hand. She rolled onto her side to face him and opened her eyes. "Not tonight I said," she murmured softly.

Sam did not respond. He was facing away from her, snoring lightly. Evidently, he had not moved in a while.

Mel put her hand to her breast and suddenly realised she was exposed. Her night shirt had been lifted up and was scrunched together across her chest, leaving her nipples erect and on show for the cold room.

"Sam, you can be a piece of work at times," Mel whispered while pulling her shirt back down. She closed her eyes and fell back into a deep sleep. She would decide whether or not to question his behaviour at a more reasonable hour.

When Melissa awoke the next morning she was disappointed in her husband. He was not normally this animalistic but to wake up and find herself not only exposed, but her pyjamas removed completely and crumpled up near the open door.

Sam was not in the room, presumably in the bathroom, but Mel could feel an icy patch on her left breast like something cold had recently been pressed against it. Her nipple was solid and she felt a slight arousal in her flesh, she wanted someone to caress it.

"Woah, what are you doing?" Sam entered the room to see his wife rubbing her breast. "So are we doing this?" He spotted Mel's pyjamas on the floor and picked them up, giving a sly smile. "You are quick."

Mel let go off her boob and stared awkwardly at Sam. "You removed my clothes. What were you doing?"

"That wasn't me, you were dressed when I left the room. Must have been having some dream."

Melissa blushed, "Must have," she held a hand out to Sam, "You better come keep me warm. I feel a chill."

Sam grinned, he intended to be a gentleman and give her back her pyjamas but instead dropped them again and removed his own shirt to climb back in bed with her. He quickly looped Mel's arm around himself to lie on her breasts before she could make him the big spoon.

Mel inhaled a few deep breaths as Sam began kissing and softly licking her sensitive skin. He placed his hand on her inner thigh and began stroking up and down.

"I feel something, Sam," Mel said after another gasp of breath.

"Well I am kinda horny, you know what he's like when you make him twitch," Sam whispered in return.

"No, not that," Mel quickly replied although she could feel it making her tingle in all the right places. "There's something about this house, the air feels..." Melissa paused, she was about to say different but instead an inescapable, pleasured, "Aaah," escaped her lips.

Sam had only been half listening, he was already too busy thinking with his other brain. He had moved his hand up to Mel's centre and began playing with her damp flesh, stroking her pussy while suckling on her nipple. When he heard his wife pause, that's when he pushed his hand in and began swirling two fingers around inside her.

"Ooh," Mel murmured and she pulled her husband's head away from her boob to kiss him deeply on the lips.

This was all Sam needed and he released his hand from her wanting vagina and climbed on top of her, positioning himself between her legs. Sam placed his swollen cock near the entrance of Mel's glory and she bucked her hips in attempt to feel his member.

Sam did not keep her anticipation waiting long and entered. He push his cock in as far as it would go and held it there. He loved hearing that gasp from Mel and the little squirm she did around his rod.

Moving his own hips back, Sam brought his penis out then pushed into Mel again. He paced into a rhythmic motion and began fucking her slowly, changing his pace to meet with the body language of his mate.

Mel's lips clenched around Sam's shaft and she squeezed her legs together, holding him in place. She rocked back and forth underneath her husband and came onto his throbbing dick.

After a few seconds Mel pushed Sam off of her and he was about to protest until he realised she was pulling him upwards and positioning his member directly over her tits.

"They're for you, come on them and claim them," Mel whispered sexily.

Sam's grin stretched wider than he had ever known it to before. Melissa had never spoken this way before and he loved it. He grabbed his cock in one hand and squeezed her nipple with the other and began masturbating.

It felt like meer seconds before he had shot his entire load across her breasts and onto her stomach. He took several deep breaths and fell onto the bed next to Mel, gasping for air.

"Erm, do you have any tissues?" Mel asked as she lay on her back unwilling to move while covered in Sam's sticky mess.

Sam responded with a snort and gentle snoring.

"Typical," Mel replied. She climbed out of bed slowly and walked even slower to the bathroom, not allowing Sam's seed to drip to the floor.

After cleaning herself up with a flannel, Mel realised she was still aroused. However, she did not want to disturb Sam again. Mel cursed at the lack of a bathtub and considered the shower head but decided against it. She pulled on her bathrobe and went downstairs into the front room, she wanted to pleasure herself, to think of the great sex she had just had with Sam.

What awaited her downstairs was something she did not expect.

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