[FM] Homecoming facial

My husbands been in Syria since May 19th. Needless to say, we fucked like it was our job before he left. I’ve been compensating with toys and some video chatting while he’s gone, but my mind has been rampant with memories about everything sex. I absolutely could not wait to feel him inside of me. The last week or so I would catch myself grinding my teeth thinking about him and, most likely, how sore I’ll be the following morning. Worth it.

My hands and knees were trembling when he landed. His plane landed at 2 in the morning July 29th, he didn’t get to me until 3:15. I didn’t bother getting all dolled up. I prepared for a night, or in this case morning, of intense sex that didn’t happen. I completely spaced on the time difference and jet lag. Poor baby was worn out when he got in our car. We talked on the way and when we got home, he initiated. I was jittery and nervous like I was a teenage girl with a high school crush. It felt good to experience that again. We’re in our bedroom, locked together kissing, his hands are all over me, but I feel this sense of restraint. So I ask if everything’s ok and he says “baby I’m so sorry but I’ve been awake for almost 30 hours. I don’t even think I could get hard right now.” I’m an adult, I totally understand that it’s not up to him. The body doesn’t work like that so we got in bed and cuddled until he fell asleep 45 seconds later. Out like he was in a coma.

It is nearly 1 in the afternoon and I’m waking up first. He slept another two hours until I intervened. I wanted it to be perfect and to welcome him home in a picture perfect way. I hate those jewel plugs, but they are cute and I was going for aesthetics. So I strip down and up it goes until I’m only wearing a purple jewel and my wedding band. Now I finally get to see his body in the daylight and he made damn good use of his time away. He put on some serious mass. Vascular, cut, and striated everywhere. I love it. To start off, I climbed in bed next to him as gently as I could, made my way down to his stomach and good news, he’s already hard. Those compression shorts could barely contain that baseball bat of a dick he was blessed with. Had him a nice morning wood waiting for me. I peel his underwear off and it springs up. In this moment I realize how much I truly missed him. It caught the light perfectly. It looked like someone sculpted a perfect dick and gifted it to me. It really is beautiful. Everything about it is just… wow. I’m rambling.

I can hear him breathing like he’s waking up so I began kissing the base and made sure I was looking up into those gorgeous green eyes of his when he see his thick, vascular cock pressed alongside my face. And there they are along with a cute little smirk. He says good morning as I lick from the base to the tip wrapping my lips around it and choking down as much as I can handle since I can’t deepthroat to save my life. I love his little moans of pleasure. I get so unbelievably wet listening to that, I actually dripped on my ankles. I started sucking slowly. He likes them “glassy” as he calls them. Very sensual and a lot of tongue circling the underside and ever so gently massaging his balls. That gets him going. Don’t forget the balls guys and girls. That little extra goes a long way. I sucked my way into a frenzy. I really got into it. I was moaning, he was moaning, then I got hot and threw the blanket off of me which was my plan from the beginning. Like a “look what’s up my ass” reveal since we have a mirror on our dresser facing us. He noticed.

The purple plug is, how do I describe it… girthy at the neck and longer. It’s literally shaped like a baseball bat but the stem is a little more than a half inch in diameter. And it’s heavy. In other words, it opens you up and you feel that pressure even in your vagina. Which I did. At this point I have no idea how long I’ve been going down on him. I lost myself to it. I missed it and was trying to make up for lost time. I swear I’m not a vulgar person. I hardly every curse in person or say the things that I say on here, but at this point in time, and under the circumstances of him being away for 10 weeks, I can confidently say that I wanted him to fuck me until I was pulsating and sore with a load of cum deep inside of me. I’m not on birth control, but if he wants to roll those dice, so be it.

Back to the blowjob. Dennis is an extremely fit guy. He has no problem tossing me around if needed, and this is where I get thrashed. He grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand off of his dick. I looked up and he said “lay on your stomach.” As I’m typing this I have goosebumps thinking about it. I crawled up next to him and got on my elbows. We kissed for a few seconds then he got up on his knees and spread my legs open. I feel a hand on my ass and his thumb spreading my pussy as the tip of his cock rests between my cheeks. He began rubbing me to get the general area wet, and wet I was. Then I felt him tugging on the jewel putting pressure on my asshole. My entire body is throbbing in anticipation at this point. In my head I’m thinking “put the fucking thing in already!” I want him to have his fun too though so I endure the relentless teasing. I was so horny the air condition hitting my naked body was getting me off. It was unreal. And then… penetration.

I gasped for air and clenched my toes. This shiver of pleasure shot through my body from my toes and head meeting like an explosion of endorphins in the center. I forgot how he felt and the reminder was mind blowing. I’m surprised I didn’t bleed from biting my lip. It felt amazing and left me speechless. I could only make these weird feral grunting noises that probably weren’t very sexy if anyone else was within earshot. He’s coming all the way so the tip is out and crashing back down until his hips slap my ass which helped in turn hit the plug giving me a little anal pleasure. My hands and knees were shaking like I was about to faint but I was totally alert for everything. This angle, he’s hitting my g spot so hard I think I lost motor function. Then I felt pressure on my plug. It’s a lot to handle. Dennis isn’t exactly know for moderation. Under promise, over deliver. That’s him. He fell asleep on me last night, now I’m having a hard time staying conscious.

I turned back and squeezed his wrist. I mumbled something along the lines of “oh my god baby, don’t stop, I’m gonna cum so hard… please don’t…” and then I lost it. My body locked up like I was frozen in ice as I reached the top of that hill, then to polarize the buildup, the release was like someone pulled all of my bones out and passed an electric current through my body. I could even feel my ears pulsating. My nipples barely dragging along the sheets made my chest feel like I had ants all over me. I got so red in the face I looked sunburnt. I moaned and screamed into the mattress like he was performing an exorcism. I felt weightless and somehow like I was being held down. My muscles didn’t work for the duration of my orgasm and when it was over I may as well have had a lobotomy. He pulled out and crashed down next to my twitching inanimate body. I’ve never felt so relaxed…

He hops up to go brush his teeth while I collect myself from that outer body experience I just had. As I come down from that orgasmic high, I find myself lightheaded and tingling all over. He broke me. He comes walking out of the bathroom, dick straight out glistening with what I left on him, and every vein in his body bulging out. It makes him look intense and I love it. I was laying on my side with my head in my hand gazing at that, well, everything. I can see myself in the mirror and my chest and face are beat red. My hearts racing for some reason. He comes up to me and we play around. Kissing, I’m inspecting the new body he brought home, he’s resting his head on my lower stomach, I’m passively jerking him off while we talk, he casually kisses my clit. This is how we hang out after sex. But we’re not done. As I said before, I want it all. I’m literally craving him to explode in, on, around me, all three, I just need the satisfaction of making him cum.

After our little conversation, he stands at the edge of the bed and pulls me to him. I’m on my back, legs over his shoulder and his dick laying on my stomach. A nice visual to show how deep it actually goes. He lines up and feeds me every inch until his body is pressed against me. I’m bent in half and skewered when Dennis begins to thrust. It took my breath away. My legs were trembling the entire time. He knows he can make me cum super fast by only coming out an inch or two and coming back down into me. The pressure is so immense it can be too much at times. This is not one of those times. He’s driving into me with a lot of force, coming out slow and crashing down on me. I’m having a hard time formulating words so it’s a mix of moans and half a word before he scrambles my train of though again. I feel his hand wandering down under my ass looking for the stem again. He adds a little push and pull on it to heighten my pleasure and I’m in a state of absolute bliss.

I feel and intense pull as it begins to open me up until the thickest part has me stretched open. Then I feel an emptiness in my ass and a warm lubed plug resting between my boobs. I hate that feeling. It’s just weird and I never got used to it even with all of the anal sex and toys I have. I thought he was about to put it in my ass, usually that’s how it goes, but he kept going. Just pounding away like a jackhammer. He leans down and begins kissing me super passionately. He had a handful of my hair and was all over my neck, chest, ears, nipples, my lips, all while aggressively fucking me. He stood back up and placed my legs around his waist so I have him locked in place. He grabs my hips for leverage and does the opposite of before. Tip to base. Every inch slides in and out of me. The plugs rolling back and forth between my boobs, the sound of him hitting is echoing down the hallway, it was surreal. I felt it again. I was getting all tingly and exhaled “I’m gonna to cum” like a dozen times. The best way I can explain mine are like a dam holding back water and it begins to crack. The cracks spread and once it breaks, I have this deep, prolonged rush of endorphins cascading throughout me body to the point where I sometimes black out. I get lightheaded, short of breath, and my entire body tightens up to eventually feel like I’m jelly. I’ve only ever experienced that with him.

So when the dam finally broke, I splashed his stomach and the edge of the bed more than I have in a long time. I rarely squirt from vaginal sex, but given the circumstances… I’m surprised it didn’t happen the first time. I’m still going through the orgasm symptoms when he pulls out and just goes to town on my clit with his tongue. It reignited me and I kept cumming. Not as intensely as before, but an orgasm nonetheless. I was already crazy sensitive but when his tongue made contact and flicked up and down, it was only made better when his thumb slid up into my ass. So fucking hot. I had to kick him away. It was so sensitive it felt ticklish and I couldn’t compose my giggling. Had to collect myself again and I told him I’m wiped out. I asked if he was close and he said “babe it’s not one of those days. Diesel engine kinda day.” Fuck. In other words, no end in sight. My vagina is getting sore already. The ultimate downside to a large dick.

I had him lay down and I got on reverse cowgirl so he can play with my ass and watch me in the mirror. Anything to get him to cum. I can’t be truly satisfied until he finishes too. I need this. I’m doing my thing, working his cock in every angle I know sends him over the edge and it’s just not happening. It feels great and he’s enjoying himself, but it’s just not happening no matter what I do. I start doubting myself and he says “I don’t get it either. It feels great and everything is perfect, but I think I’m all jet lagged and my body is still catching up.” I get it. Some things you can’t control. It happens. I’m not disappointed, but I am. I wanted this so bad… so we stopped. We cut our losses and decided to spend the day hanging out and doing absolutely nothing. The thought is still lingering though. I can’t shake it. So like four hours later we’re on the sofa watching tv when I just come out and say it. “Take your pants off, I’m sucking your dick.” I strip down too so he has a good visual of my body, I get down on my knees in front of him, put my hair in a ponytail, and get to work.

Now I can confidently say I give phenomenal handjobs. Yeah yeah, we all know the jokes, but I know my strengths and I can make him cum if I focus on his sweet spots and use my mouth as a way to keep his cock lubed up. I’m all over the place. My whole body is into it. I drag my nipples all over his legs, I stroke and twist near the tip to make him tense up, I suck his balls, and so far it’s working. We’re about 5 minutes in and he’s wiggling all over. He tilted his head back against the sofa and I said “no, I want you to watch me.” He liked that. He’s observing my technique and I can feel him pulsing. Its working. I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock and stroked from my mouth down to my other hand holding the base. He likes a firm grip, not tight, three fingers, not all five. Just something I noticed. He’s breathing heavy and tensing up. The tip of his dick pressed against my lips, I said “tell me where you want to cum.” He said “I don’t care, just keep doing what you’re doing.” I said “tell me. I need to hear it.” He liked that. “On and in your mouth.” Hm. Fancy. I was into that answer. That was hot.

I’m back to sucking the tip and stroking his shaft. He’s so close. His dick randomly flicks when I hit the right spot over and over. “It’s gonna be a lot, get ready.” Yes sir. I’m giddy, more so than usual. I grab him in the middle and choke down until my lips meet my fingers while stroking him down my throat. His hips raise to push further down and then he explodes in the back of my throat. It came out so hard it made me gag and cum ran down my knuckles. He filled my mouth twice. I left the second load on my tongue and let him finish cumming on my mouth and neck. He splattered so much cum across my chest it looked ridiculous. He shoots huge loads to begin with. There was obviously more buildup than usual. His sexy moans and that sigh of relief when he finally got to release in my mouth, I have it burned into my memory vividly. I’m doused from my mouth down to my hips. It dripped down to my landing strip and pooled up in my collar bones. I was a mess. A happy, satisfied mess.

We cleaned up, hung out naked for a while, he went down on me a little later, then we got drunk and he did some shots out of my chest and if ass cleavage is a thing, that too. We act like idiots when we drink together, which is why I had caramel all in my landing strip the next morning.

I meant to post this weeks ago and I just forgot about it. Had a lot going on, so my bad. I’m working on another as of August 23 so check back soon.

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