The first thing to acknowledge is I love the idea of having my husband’s cock in my mouth – feeling the veiny texture of his cock glide against my lips. The other thing I want to acknowledge is I love hearing him whimper my name and worship that very moment when I’m on my knees working to get him to cum in my mouth. The events that follow his orgasm is exquisite as well but I think, as a dominant woman married to a dominant man, this is as much control as I get when we’re going all out.
A week ago, after visiting family from another country, I came home from the airport around 3 am in a pathetic mood – horny, needy, and utterly desperate. I didn’t even tell him that I was supposed to go home that day because I had intended my arrival as a surprise. Had it been a surprise? Highly doubt it. Because there he was, on the couch, two empty bottles of his favorite beer on the coffee table and V/H/S running in the background.
Seeing as that was an opportune moment to take advantage of him – as I always do – I promptly removed my short denim shorts, black jacket, and tugged off my black, strapless bra leaving me in gray boyshorts and a Rammstein shirt. I stood there for a moment before deciding to climb on the couch and sit on his face – reverse cowgirl? 69? – and wake him up. Obviously his first reaction was to flail and then, “Liv?” (Totally not my real name, lol.) To which I replied, “No, it’s my ghost, Brad.” While pushing down his soccer trainers along with his gray boxer briefs. I scooched forward, afterwards, to ‘liven’ things up – stroking his cock slowly to get him hard while my panty-clad pussy’s staring at him.
“I thought you were supposed to be home next week?” he asked as I scooched forward. Okay, dear reader, if you’ve not read most of my stories I must warn you that him and I have a 14 inch height gap. So it’s probably semi-difficult for him to eat me out in this position because 1) I’m sneaky 2) … there is no 2 – there’s only his cock in my mouth and both my hands on the base of his cock as I suck on the tip of his head. I felt his precum spurt a little and this made me moan. It was apparent that I was creaming my panties by this time and I felt him poke and trace the slit with two fingers. I swallowed what was offered and inched in to take the head and wrap my lips around it as I sucked and swirled my tongue around it.
“H-honey, just … please put it in your mouth~”
“No.” To which I continued to tease him with my tongue for a few more seconds before getting off him. By that time his fingers were already deep in me but I told myself, “Olivia, you’re a big girl and you can do this. Make him sit up and fuck his dick with your mouth.” So I did and he obeyed.
I spent the entire night / morning sucking on his cock – with him writhing and grabbing on the couch’s back rest – orgasm after orgasm after… well, he only came once from that because after that I found myself on the floor, both wrists pinned, legs wrapped around his waist, and being fucked into a coma.
Did I cum a lot that day, dear reader? Yes I did. Was I satisfied? Yes I was.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6gaa9v/mf_because_who_doesnt_like_giving_head
And the next day, and the next day… :3