[F]inally squirted with [M] husband after thinking it was some unachievable urban myth that was faked in porn. (First post, long)

It’s Valentine’s day. We’ve made plans to stay in and watch a movie. And the sexual tension was high leading up to it that day. However, once we were home and dinner was finished with our 3 kids, the night started to get a bit rough. My husband of 23 years, getting annoyed at the showerhead leak. He seemed very on edge. Then the 15 year old started making something in the kitchen even though she knew we wanted to watch a movie alone. We finally, after what felt like hours, decided on Eyes Wide Shut and sat down to watch.

So we are watching the movie and enjoying this amazing dessert he brought home from our favorite restaurant. I’m sitting on one end of the sofa with the recliner out and he is at the other end. The movie has a really strange storyline. But I’m intrigued by it and not bored. And he is thoroughly enjoying the view of Nicole Kidman. I did not realize it was a 2.5 hour movie though. So there was a little foreplay happening on the couch during the movie. He was wearing athletic pants and tee. I had on a black loose tank top that my breasts practically fell out of and leggings. He was playing with them a little. But it’s a bit awkward on our couch if you’re watching a movie so…it was sporadic. Until the movie ended. At that point I took his cock out of his loose pants and began gently sucking it. He was moaning almost immediately. I licked his shaft and his balls and then put it back in my mouth so I could enjoy him more. He grabbed a handful of my hair and started pushing me down as far as I could go onto his cock. I can deep throat like a pro, but he has NEVER pushed it that far in. It was out of character for him to be that forceful. But such a turn on.

Then, he moved me off of him and stood up. He positioned my body so I was laying on the couch and he slid my leggings down to my knees revealing that I had no panties on. He stood on the side of the couch and started licking me. The feel of his tongue on me, it just felt different. Like I’d never felt it so sensational. Soft, wet, exploring, circling, exploring some more…eventually finding his way to my ass. And he started licking around the edge of my hole. He’s only done it one other time and it was such a new amazing sensation that I was thrilled he was back for another go. Only this time, I felt a little more bold. I asked him to just barely slip his finger in. And he did!

Now consider this…this man I love…this God-loving, moral, upstanding man is now being reckless by licking his wife on the sofa when the kids could essentially come down at any time. Granted it was near 1 am at this point, but it COULD have happened. Not only that, he has always been very put off at the idea of doing anything anal. And now he is rimming me and fingering me there. And Ms. Thrill-seeker, risk-taker, wanna-be bad girl is loving EVERY.DAMN.SECOND. of it.

This goes on for awhile, I don’t know how long. And then he finally drops his pants down and gets on top of me, ready to stick it in. Before he does however, I grab his neck and pull his lips to mine and kiss him slowly and lovingly and savor every moment of tasting my own pussy. The stubble on his face is wet from it and I lick it trying to get more. Eventually, I relax my grip on his neck and he begins to slowly enter my dripping wet pussy. Mmmmmmm, it felt like a puzzle fitting together. Like it was meant to be inside me.

After a bit of teasing me with his cock, he whispered to me that we were going to go into the bedroom. That he was going to put on the rest of the movie from the night before (that we had only watched part of it because he was so turned on by the two lesbians that he couldn’t keep his hands off me) and he was going to continue things up there. So we walk upstairs (he puts his pants on because he likes to play it safe. I walk up with only my tank on, holding my pants in my hand, feeling so rebellious) We get the movie going, get comfortable and start watching while I stroke and occasionally lick his cock. A good sex scene comes on and he starts licking me again, turning his head to see the girls fucking every so often. I’m running my fingers through his hair and grabbing it when I start to feel myself about to orgasm. He can sense my body starting to writhe and squirm and he keeps licking. Waves come over me and I grab my pillow to muffle the sounds of my moaning.

Once I have recovered from that I ask him if he’ll let me try something on him. I tell him I want to try rimming him. Again, a bold request, but he seems so incredibly receptive and risky tonight that I think my chances were good. I tell him that it feels absolutely fucking amazing when he does it to me and I want him to have the chance to feel that way. And I tell him if he can’t stand it, I’ll stop as soon as he says to. And he agrees. I was FLOORED that he agreed! I got right to it before he changed his mind. I licked him from behind and circled his hole, trying to make it feel sensual. And then I stopped and asked him how it felt. Do you like it? Do you want me to keep going? No, he said. It doesn’t feel pleasant to me. I don’t like it. So I stopped. And I thanked him for trusting me and for letting me try. I’ll admit I didn’t love doing it, however I loved that he let me though. And that he was able to say nope, doesn’t do anything for me.

At that point we laid back down to watch a bit more of the movie. And he started fingering me. My eyes would go back and forth between watching his fingers and looking in his eyes. His eyes had this smoldering look to them that made me want to live in that moment. My mind was actually empty. No lists being made. No thoughts of anything except being in that moment with him. And then his finger spent some time focused on my g spot. And on his own, he put another finger in my ass. The pressure quickly built up for me. I could feel the muscles inside me tightening. Which had happened many times previously when we fucked, more than I can remember. But this time was different. Out of nowhere cum started to squirt out of me. He was not mentally prepared for that. He quickly leaned back so as to not get hit with the cum as he said whoa. He looked me in the eye. He knew it was happening before I did. I felt the wetness on my legs. On the sheets. And then another squirt. I started whimpering like a child, almost crying but without tears. My chest was shaking and my mind was stunned. I took a couple deep breaths and looked deep into his eyes to find my calm. He knew I was shaken. He kissed me. Tenderly. Stroking my cheek with his hand to show me he understood the intensity of what had just happened.

He went and got some towels to put down on the bed and all I could think at that point was how much I wanted to tell someone about this. I’ve been having sex for 30 years. I didn’t even know squirting was a thing until this year. And honestly, I thought it was a myth. But now, I know it to be true. And I am able to do it. It felt like this amazing accomplishment. As if I had just run a marathon.

When he finished putting down the towels, he seemed like he thought we were done. I said, we need to take care of you, with a knowing smile. He asked if I was okay to do that. And I assured him I was. He got on top of me, entered me easily because it was wetter than ever before and he came quickly. He moaned out in pleasure when he came, which he doesn’t always do. And then he told me he was surprised how quickly it happened because these days he takes a long time. He laid down next to me and we spoke to each other intimately. I don’t really recall what it was about, all I know is that we were connecting on a deeper level, being honest and vulnerable in a way that is almost only possible after sharing such a real, meaningful experience. I wanted to remember this night, this moment forever. So I asked him to take a picture of my shit-eating grin that I could NOT wipe off my face. Maybe someday I’ll share that as well.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fi3ypo/finally_squirted_with_m_husband_after_thinking_it