The beauty of our relationship is the perfect balance we've
achieved. He cooks, I clean. He can invite the boys over to play Madden
football and never hear a peep out of me.
I can host my book club every month without any hassle. He'll even make us a fabulous lunch to
boot. We work together, play together,
pray together, and our sex life is out of this world.
We were sitting back, watching TV like any ordinary evening
and I decided that I wanted to step things up a notch. "Sweetie, would you like another glass
of wine," I asked, knowing full well that it was something else entirely I
had in mind to drink. He kissed me on my
neck and said, "Thanks babe," as I wiggled out of his arms and headed
for the kitchen. I took a little detour
and headed for the bedroom for a change of wardrobe. When I came back, I stood directly in front
of the TV with a simple, elegant red silk nightie and matching heels.
He reached for the remote and clicked the TV off, leaving us
bathed in the light of a single white candle.
I took his strong hand in mine and pulled him to me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we
kissed as he filled his hands with the fullness of my ass. I kissed my way down his neck and across his
shoulders. For a brief moment, he tried
to head us toward the bedroom but I would have no such thing. I stopped him right there and knelt in front
of him.
Kneeling before him, I pulled the string to his sweats and
let them fall to the floor. He stepped
out of them and kicked them to the side.
His dick was already starting to get engorged and throb. Softly, gently,
I took it in my hands and brought the head to my mouth. I felt his hands caress my head and shoulders
as I surveyed my prize. Teasingly, I let
my tongue tenderly touch the slit, sending shivers down his spine. I rolled his balls around in my fingers and
began to explore his growing erection further with my tongue.
From base to head, I licked.
I used my mouth to explore every millimeter of his thickening tool until
he was as hard as a rock and ready for more.
When I placed the head in my mouth, I heard him let out a gentle
moan. My objective was for him to let
out quite a bit more than a moan so I continued to pleasure him with my mouth
and tongue. I slid my soft, full lips
down his shaft and back again, looking up at him with a wink. I could feel his knees buckle just a bit as I
did it once more, this time, just a bit harder.
I wanted to let him know exactly who was in control.
His precum was leaking and he kept saying, "Oh shit,
don't stop, that feels so good" so I knew he was ready for everything I
had to give. I took his dick in my mouth
and swallowed him whole, the head of his dick deep in my throat. I grabbed his ass just as he tried to push me
away. He never wants to cum before me so
his instinct is always to make me stop before he nuts. Grabbing the base of his thickness, I looked
up at him and I said, "Cum in my mouth."
I really shouldn't have been so cruel because I know all his
triggers and every time I he would get close to eruption, I would stop. I
sucked his dick, licked it, I swallowed it and begged for more. The room filled with his chanting and moaning
and the sounds of my sloppy, wet blowjob.
I lowered the straps of my lingerie and he filled his hands with my full
breasts, kneading them and softly pinching my hardened nipples. I moaned around his dick and slid my finger
between my moist folds of my pussy to give him a little taste. For a brief moment, he sucked my finger like
I was sucking his dick.
I knew it
wouldn't be long so I used every trick in the book I had. I licked, I sucked, I licked some more. "Come on baby, give it to me. Shoot your hot cum in my mouth. Mmmm, let me taste it. Come on baby, fuck my mouth." I deep throated his dick and pushed against
his spot and he exploded in my mouth, falling back on the sofa out of pure
exhaustion, whimpering like a baby, satisfied like a man.
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