Kept Touching Myself Whilst He Was Working Out In His Garden

It had been a long and cold winter but spring was finally starting to show its face. The warmer temperatures were heating up my sex drive as well, and I found myself having to masturbate more and more just to get by. My husband knew that I played with myself a lot and he didn’t mind that I didn’t always include him. He also knew that I had a fetish for watching him work out in the garden and now that the weather was nicer, he was only too happy to put on a show for me again.

Today was one of those days. The sun was warm and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky so he moved some of his gym equipment from the garage to the backyard. I had some chores to do inside but I had a perfect view of him from the living room. I started with the dusting as he began his workout and it wasn’t long before he was glistening with sweat. He glanced toward me, caught me watching him and with a smile, took off his baggy old army shirt. His body was bronze and rippling with muscles, the sun shining off of every rock hard curve. My nipples grew hard just seeing him like that but I managed to control myself for the time being.

He moved around to face away from the window and started doing squats, going deeper and deeper. I absentmindedly dusted an old vase and watched the show, drinking in his perfect body. Lower and lower he went until I heard a loud tearing sound. He had ripped through his shorts, revealing his smooth and round muscular ass. My pussy twinged and I just couldn’t resist anymore. The duster fell to the ground as I slowly slid a hand up my skirt and started fingering myself slowly. I knew that he deliberately ripped his pants but that didn’t make it any less hot.

Looking back over his shoulder at me, he slowly slid down his ripped pants until he was standing there completely naked, glistening in the sun like a bronze Greek statue. He carried on with his workout and I suddenly became aware of the soft moaning sounds that were escaping my lips. I couldn’t help but squeeze my boobs and increase the speed of my masturbation. Seeing him do deep squats and how his perfect muscular ass parted as he reached the bottom was driving me crazy. As he walked over to get different weights, I saw that he was rock hard - he was loving this just as much as I was!

I was just a woman pleasuring herself while her sexy husband worked out naked in the garden. All married couples do this right? I sat down on the chair in front of the window with my legs spread and my dripping wet pussy on show. As he looked at me, I took my wet fingers out of my tight hole and slowly licked them off. I could see precum was glistening on the tip of his cock but he didn’t touch himself. This was all about my pleasure.

As he lay down on the workout bench to start a chest workout, my fingers moved to my nipples and started tweaking and playing with them. I loved nipple pinching but today I was going harder than normal and even though there was pain, it felt so good. It was like all my senses had been turned up to eleven! His rock hard cock stood straight up in the air and I could see that he was making it twitch with every rep, teasing me. I let out a loud moan that I was sure he could hear and saw him smile.

My body was riddled with goosebumps and I could feel the sweat on my forehead. I propped my feet on the windowsill, legs wide open and kept masturbating as I watched. My clit was rock hard and so sensitive. I alternated between rubbing my wet juices over it and fingering myself. I slid one finger inside and took it out, replacing it with two and repeating until I had three fingers inside my tight fuck hole. Seeing his massive cock throbbing away while I had my fingers inside me made me wish for the real thing, but I loved the tease even more.

I put my head back and closed my eyes, thinking about that muscular body and how it would feel to have my hands all over it, feeling every inch. Thinking about him deep inside me, fucking me until we were both drenched in sweat and breathless was making me moan loader and loader, bringing me closer to the edge. When I opened my eyes, I saw that he was doing his biceps now. His chest and legs were bulging from the workout they had gotten, and the veins on his biceps were on full display. Every inch of his body was rock hard and soaking wet, the precum was leaking from his cock in long pearly strands. I wasn’t going to last much longer.

I picked up the pace, one hand fingering myself furiously while the other rubbed and played with my clit. I could feel the waves of pleasure start to wash over me and I kept going as my orgasm started. My toes curled up and I let out a loud scream as the first pulse shook through my body. The next one came, even stronger and with the third one, I was squirting. It splattered the window and I moaned and gasped loudly as it kept on coming and coming. As the waves started subsiding, my body trembled and my hands were shaking. I looked at him and saw that he had cum as well, thick white splashes covered his abs and chest.

With a smile, I put my head back and sighed, feeling content. This was easily one of the strongest orgasms I’d had - the mess I had made on the window was proof of that! It was a good thing that I hadn’t washed the windows yet, I thought with a little laugh.