Worshipping my husband with breakfast in bed. (sweet)(blowjob)(adorable)(cinnamon rolls!)

I usually only write on r/dirtypenpals, but I found r/erotica when my wonderfully descriptive pen pal u/theclarkkent_ero began posting stories he wrote for me here.

This is my first try at writing one back for him! Much sweeter and more lovey than his writing, but check out his posts if you want something extra hot.

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I’m standing in the kitchen in the soft morning light, waiting by the stove as the water heats up. Yawning, I wrap my arms around my waist and smile over at our closed bedroom door, happy to let you sleep in.

My curls are a wild, bed-head mess. It’s still early, and I don’t have any make-up on yet – just a clean face and glasses. When I woke up we were still naked, tangled together lovingly with my head on your chest and your arm wrapped around me, protectively, even in your sleep. I carefully maneuvered my way out of your embrace, hoping to let you keep sleeping.

It’s been such a tough year and you work *so hard* to give us the life we want. I don’t know if you realize how much I adore and admire you for the way you sacrifice for me. I work too, of course, and try to be a good wife, but we both know that you’re the engine that keeps our happy life going. You’ve always played that part. You’re older, wiser, and much more experienced in so many ways. I know you like to nurture and baby me, and I relish being your good girl, letting you guide me through life. Sometimes, though, it’s obvious that you need a break. You need to be babied today, and I am delighted to do it.

Tip-toeing over to the closet, I tug on my favorite of your soft knit sweaters. It’s fits me like a dress, so I don’t bother with panties or shorts. I do grab a pair of warm, knee-high socks because our kitchen can be chilly in the morning.

After turning on the kettle, I grab a can of cinnamon rolls from the fridge. You’re the one who cooks most of our meals, so I don’t even consider the possibility of making something from scratch. I have enough self awareness by now to accept the premade help where I can find it, and these cinnamon rolls remind me of my childhood anyway. I also grab a package of bacon, an orange, and a small carton of half and half.

I keep my eye on the kettle, ready to grab it as soon as it sounds like it is about to scream and ruin my surprise. I snatch it up just in time to keep it quiet. The really loud part is going to be grinding the coffee beans, and I giggle as I wrap the grinder in a kitchen towel to muffle the sound. It sort of works…*sort of.* I don’t hear you stirring, though.

The sun continues to rise and the kitchen glows in lovely warn colors. When I’m done, I plate up a tray for breakfast in bed, and grab my phone to turn on a quiet morning playlist. It starts off with [a short, sweet song with an absolutely perfect title.](https://open.spotify.com/track/6qFXxPKos85yss4eEHhEdz?si=XByKqhJASzWggdfGWyEeqg)

You look lovely and I smile, happy to watch you sleep for a moment. Putting the try on the small dresser, I slip out of your sweater and sneak carefully into bed, under the covers. I’m happy to find you’re already hard for me, even in your dreams. It takes a lot of self control not to immediately take you in my mouth, but I want to ease you awake, so I go slow.

With the lightest possible touch, I delicately kiss the softest part of your body. I brush my lips lightly around the tip of your absolutely perfect cock, feeling overwhelmingly lucky to be your wife. More soft kisses, around the head and onto the shaft, smooth caresses underneath with my hands. Light and soft, like a kitten lapping up milk, I begin to lick you sweetly. I feel that you are beginning to ease back out of your sleepy world to rejoin me in ours, so I pick up the pace and increase the pressure.

Hearing you lightly moan with surprise, I take you fully into my mouth with delight. Pulling and pushing you in and out, loving the way your big, hard cock massages my tongue and the roof of my mouth…I’m in heaven. I begin to moan myself, getting totally lost in the pleasure, and gripping your inner thighs tightly. Faster and faster I bob up and down, caressing your full and heavy balls, feeling my own arousal increase steadily deep within my body.

You are rocking your pelvis with my motions now, grinding deeper into me until you feel the warm, wet back of my throat. I focus hard, clearing my mind like you’ve trained me to do, and allow myself to open for you. Deeper and deeper you push until my soft mouth is all the way wrapped around the base of your dick. You grab my hair, continue to push and pull, and I feel myself gushing with wetness when I hear you tell me you love me.

I’m aching for you now, burning hot and desperate, and I can’t take it anymore. I let the entire length of you slide smoothly out of my mouth and throw a smile your way as I crawl up from between your legs. I position myself over you, but before I climb on, I lean up close to you. My breath is hot on your ear as I whisper to you..

“You’re my whole world, Daddy.”

Then I push my silky hot pussy down hard onto you, taking you all the way deep inside me in one smooth stroke, and crying out loudly with primal passion. I can barely hold on, the orgasm rising within me is so strong, but I push it back down so I can keep working you until we can cum together. I pull up slow, almost breaking our contact apart but holding us together with my tight little grip on your cockhead. I pause a few seconds, then forcefully slam myself down onto your cock. I’m hungry for you, and even pushing down hard doesn’t feel deep enough. Again, slowly out, then throwing my weight back onto you. Uppppppppp…and DOWN. Upppppppp……..DOWN, both of us whimpering at the soft teasing retreat and crying out passionately at the desperate reunion.

You reach up and grab at my chest, taking each of my nipples and pinching them hard between your strong fingers, making me nearly scream and fold over at the waist toward your chest. You push me back away from you forcefully, taking hold of my soft tits in your hands. They fill up your entire grasp, even spilling over a bit, and you can’t get over how big they are on my teeny tiny body. Faster and faster I fuck you, crying out when you slap my ass, and laughing/screaming when you suddenly grab me around the waist and flip me swiftly over onto my back – expertly keeping your cock deep inside me as you throw this move.

It’s your turn now, and you let me know it. Pinning my arms up over my head by the wrists, you playfully lean down and adrenaline courses through me when your eyes lock with mine. My orgasm threatens to explode out of me when I hear you growl, “alright, little girl, now it’s *my turn.*

My mind swirls in a hazy fog as you expertly fuck me. You always have been better than me at everything. That’s why I love you so much, why I can’t get enough of calling you Daddy or Master or whatever else you’re craving. For moments like this. The total bliss of body and mind when you’re pinning me down, filling me up, using my body to bring us both to a state of ecstasy.

We quickly build up to a massive crescendo, me screaming and you groaning loudly as our orgasms crash violently against each other. My whole body shakes wildly as I feel your hot cum exploding up inside me. There’s so much of it that you have enough to give me what I want most, and I feel the warmth splash all over my belly and chest. Rubbing my hands over myself, loving the slippery sensation, I look into your eyes with more love than you can comprehend.

You collapse down next to me, panting, happy. “Well that was certainly an awesome start to the day,” you say with a grin.

“Mmmm, and that was only the appetizer!”

Still shimmering in the morning light with your cum all over me, I happily hop out of bed to grab the tray.

“Surprise!!” I’m clearly so excited and proud of myself, and you feel how much I love you as I snuggle up next to you with a kiss and the breakfast tray across our laps.

Sitting here with me, watching me lovingly as I proudly pour your coffee and smile up at you, you would never dream of telling me how burnt your piece of bacon is. ?

(Good morning, Daddy, hope you loved it!)

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k26c2q/worshipping_my_husband_with_breakfast_in_bed