I exploited my husband’s special gift and it backfired [FM]

*I’m still on a husband kick. I originally wrote this as my “ex boyfriend” but this story cracks me up and I don’t usually write about us like this. It felt worth it.*

My husband has this special gift in that he can get hard in like 5 seconds flat. I’d love to say that he’s just hella into me, but I think he’s simply gifted.

This also makes him quite easy to fuck with.

Anyway, marriage is all about compromise, right? My husband likes to look me in the eye sweetly as I orgasm, and I like getting bent over and called a worthless slut who is only good for fucking. It took a while to find an equilibrium but we indulge each other appropriately.

We usually have sweet sex but we get kinky on occasion.

Anyway, once we were on vacation with a group of friends and the moment we got into our hotel I tried to jump him. I was hyped to be somewhere tropical and had too much energy.

“V, we’re supposed to meet everyone downstairs for dinner in literally ten minutes,” he said when I kissed him.

“Who gives a fuck? We can be quick.”

“We’re never quick.”

“Your obsession with being on time everywhere is killing the vibe. Let’s tell everyone we fell asleep. Or better yet we can say we wanted to fuck.”

He didn’t budge and I finally left him alone and sulked. However, when I changed into my slutty swimsuit I bought specifically to seduce him with, his tune changed a little.

It was a white string bikini. I looked damn good, if I do say so myself.

“Maybe we have a little time,” he said when I emerged from the bathroom.

“Oh no, I thought we had to be on time for dinner!”

“They can wait.”

“I think I’m going to make you wait now,” I smiled.

He groaned. “You’re going to fuck with me.” I bent over very slowly to grab my bag and watched him shift uncomfortably in his seat. “Shit,” he mumbled as he sat back. “I need a minute.”

“You are so easy!” I laughed.

*The man gets hard so fucking fast. It’s a gift.*

“You’re in a string bikini and just bent over! Plus, it’s just hot when I know you’re trying to seduce me.”

Anyway, he collected himself and we had a lovely dinner with friends. Afterward, we went down to meet everyone at this swim up bar. We lasted a solid 5 minutes before we got handsy. I jumped in his lap and gave him a goofy smile as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“You’re in a good mood,” he smiled.

“Well I’m in paradise with my hot husband. Also I’m going to let you fuck my mouth so hard later.”

His eyes grew wide and he looked around quickly to see if anyone heard. “Fuck, Viola! Don’t say that here.”

“Why?”

“Because… I have a reaction when you dirty talk, ok?”

“I’m glad I still do it for you because we’re going to get weird later.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Are you trying to mess with me?”

I shrugged. “Is it working? Because I’m also trying to make you mad.”

“Oh ok, that’s how it is.” He flipped me off his lap and moved away from me. “Try that again.”

I smiled and swam away.

However, later when he was talking to one of his friends I approached him very slowly. He was engrossed in conversation and didn’t hear me approaching. That is, until I put my mouth to his ear, bit it, and then whispered, “I want your cum on my face.”

I watched the man shudder, turn red, and turn to me in agony. “I’m going to kill you.” He crossed and uncrossed his legs ten times, but he has a large dick and was wearing a small swimsuit.

Not a lot was left to the imagination.

He glared at me when I swam away to watch him from across the pool. I was quite enjoying this and laughed as he tried to awkwardly continue the conversation.

He found me with a group of friends about ten minutes later and told me he needed me to come up to our room with him.

“Why?” I asked

“Um… my phone is dead.”

“Ok?”

“My phone is dead and I need to call my sister so you have to come with me… to our room. Then I can use your phone.”

“Why do you need me to come? Just take my phone.”

“My key isn’t working.”

*The man is bad at lying.”

“Take my key! I don’t care.”

“Viola,” he said through gritted teeth, “I need you to come up to our room.”

I finally smiled and followed him as all of our friends laughed. He turned bright red and glared at me as we got into the elevator.

“You’re not actually pissed at me, right?” I asked.

He smiled slightly. “What do you think?”

“Alright! I’m not used to seeing you like this.”

“Like what?” He asked, his glare back in place.

“Oh just… I’m SO sorry.”

“Sorry won’t cut it, V.”

“What can I do?”

The moment the elevator doors dinged open he gently took my hand and kissed it before he smiled and led me back to our room.

*No one soft doms like my husband and it freaks me the fuck out.*

The moment we got into the room he very slowly grabbed me shoulders and moved me against the wall. “Do you think it’s funny to get me hard in front of everyone?”

“Honestly? A little.”

He grabbed my swimsuit string and pulled it until it came undone and fell forward. “Yeah… it was really funny.”

“What can I do to make it up to you?”

“Get creative,” he breathed into my ear as he put a hand to my breast to pin me against the wall. I shuddered as took his a breath of air as I started shaking.

“I can get on my knees?”

“And?”

“You can go down my throat and fuck my mouth?”

“And?”

“And you can call me a slut who deserves it for making you so hard.”

He pressed himself against me. “I’m hard now and it’s your fault.”

“Fine. When you’re fucking my mouth, don’t let me up for air and make me choke on your cum so I can’t breathe.”

“[Safe word]!” He stepped back. “Jesus V! We said no dirty talk where you might die!”

“Sorry! I was caught up in the moment.”

He gave me a guilty smile and mumbled, “The rest sounded ok.”

I laughed and got on my knees and finally tore off the swim trunks I had been obsessing about removing all afternoon.

“You want to suck me off, right?” He asked as I grabbed his dick and rubbed it on my face.

“If I do will it make up for messing with you?”

“Maybe if you do it hard enough,” he grabbed the back of my head and I opened my mouth and took him in. I slammed my head down and he slid deep into my throat. “Fuck you for making me hard all day,” he groaned as he pushed himself in and out. I looked up at him and watched him shudder as he pushed me deeper.

*Bro, I love sucking my husband off. The sight of his dick makes me fucking wet, but putting him in my mouth is next level euphoria.*

So yeah, I went down so hard. I let him pull my hair and slam me down until tears sprang to my eyes and I had to close my eyes I was going to hard.

Finally he let go and slammed his hands against the wall. “Fuuuuck,” he moaned.

“Dirty talk,” I said as I came up for air.

“Yeah… you’re a whore.” He closed his eyes, let out a breath, and threw his head back in agony. “You’re so good at sucking dick though,” he whispered.

“No babe, insult me,” I gasped as I came up against

“You’re a… that feels really good. You’re a slut though.” He grabbed my head and pushed me down again as he gasped and shook his head. “Fuck! I’m going to come.”

He cried a final time and pushed me toward him as he came into my mouth. I swallowed as he groaned and finally fell back.

“Stand up and turn toward the wall,” he said.

I did and he came up behind me, put a hand on either side of me, and pressed himself into my back as he put his mouth to my ear. “Did that make you wet?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

He reached a hand around and skimmed a finger across the top of my swimsuit bottoms. “You’d do whatever I wanted right now, right?”

“Most likely.”

“You’d let me throw you on the bed and fuck you from behind?”

“And spank me.”

“And choke you and pull your hair?”

*Is this happening?*

“Yes! Please do it!”

He slapped my ass gently once. “Cool, I’m going back to the pool now.”

I spun around and stared at him in shock. “Wait… what the fuck?”

He smiled. “Yep. I’m heading back down. Are you coming?”

“No! No. I’m all hot and bothered”.

He bit his lip in that adorable way he does and nodded his head. “Yeah I figured you would be.”

“Fine I’ll just stay and get myself off.”

“Nope. Don’t do that.” He spun me around and pulled my swimsuit up so he could tie it into place. “If you do that I won’t fuck you at all later.”

“Seriously?”

“Yep…”

“But then you won’t get sex later either.”

“See… I already got off though.”

“You’re an ass.”

“I’m a genius.”

He grabbed my hand and led me back to the hall. In the elevator he ran a hand from the top of my back all the way to my ass. I shuddered and had to grab the side rail as I got so tight and doubled over.

He laughed. “It’s frustrating, huh?”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vmy5nm/i_exploited_my_husbands_special_gift_and_it