You've been teasing me all day. You know what you've earned, yet you still feel slightly anxious about what is going to happen when I come home from work. You know you've aroused me, and not satisfied me fully.
That arousal lingers and grows as my day drags on. We text back and forth, but the fire from the early morning has burnt out. The only thing that remains is a friendly chat with an underlying tone of primal desires.
It's the end of the day for me. As I clamber into my car, I make sure to tell you I'm headed home. I give you fair warning so you can prepare, and so your anxiously awaiting my arrival.
When I arrive, I tell you to get your things and get ready. We're going out for a date, but I won't tell you where just yet. You disappear to get yourself ready, and I proceed to the bedroom to remove my work uniform. I grab a pair of my light jeans you love, a white t shirt, and some basic shoes. You come out in your sexiest black dress, high heels, and stockings. Your hair is curled perfectly, make up is flawless, including your suggestively curved red lipstick.
As we head out I can feel you getting more and more nervous. I place my hand in your lap and gently squeeze your inner thigh, eliciting a small gasp and a quick jump from you. I love it when you do that. You take the hint though, and do the same to me. Yet, this has quite the different effect. I can immediately feel my cock start to throb and enlarge under my jeans. It's stuffed down my other pant leg however, so as you continue teasing me you can't tell the effects of your torture. After minutes of us playfully teasing each other, you stop abruptly to reply to a text you've received. When you're finished you place your hand back in my lap to discover I've removed my throbbing member and slid my pants down for comfort. It's a hint, and you're very aware of it.
You lean over and take me in your mouth immediately. This is what I've wanted. Your tongue dances across the tip of my penis as you grip my shaft and look up at me. You take me fully in your warm mouth and it causes me to lose control and swerve a bit. I regain my composure and glance down to see you slowly sliding your lips up my shaft, trailing traces of your red lipstick in the process. You're making a mess, but you know it's what I love so you continue to do so. During what has to be the most amazing fellatio of my life, I find a secluded place to pull off. Both for our safety, and our pleasure.
I park the car and adjust my seat to give you more room to work. As you continue to devour me, I reach across your beautifully curved ass and feel your ever growing wetness. You're more excited for this than I am, but I'm not complaining. I pull your panties to the side and begin to trace my fingers across your glistening cunt as you start to moan and take me deeper into your throat.
After a few moments you withdraw my cock from your mouth with an audible 'Pop!' and climb across the seat to straddle me. I kiss you deeply as I position the tip of my member at the entrance to your pussy. You slowly lower yourself down, inch by inch, until you're fully encased around me. You linger for a moment, letting your tight hole adjust to the size of my member, before slowly easing up to the very last inch. Then you proceed to slam yourself down on me and fuck me like there's no tomorrow. As you clutch at my chest and ride me brutally, I spank your ass until it's beet red. I reach up and grab your hair, pulling back to expose your neck, where I plant many delicious kisses.
I can feel you getting close to the edge, which is good because I can't take much more. You grab my face and look me deeply in the eyes. As you moan and gasp for air, I watch as your eyes roll back and you finally release yourself to the most intense orgasm I've ever witnessed. The sight of you in pure ecstasy and the feeling of your juicy pussy squeezing my cock sends me over the edge. I let go of all control as I shoot spurt after spurt of my hot cum deep inside you.
After we both come down from our intense experiences, you climb back in the passenger seat to fix your clothing and regain composure. As I'm still recovering, you lean across yet again to take me in your mouth. Tasting your delicious juices mixed with mine, you lick and suck every droplet off my cock until it's nice and clean. I tuck myself away and readjust my seat.
"So," I say, "Mexican or Italian for dinner?"
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/3c7m6i/a_little_story_i_wrote_for_my_wife_mf_oral