*I was going to get off of my “husband kick” but I tweeted about this first so whatever. This story is about my husband.*
My husband and I recently went out for drinks at our favorite Mexican restaurant.
*This next part is 100%, absolutely true.*
I ordered my usual margarita and he INSISTED I get this new jalapeño margarita. He had tried it and told me it was the best drink he’s had in a long time. I ordered one and it was indeed amazing so naturally I ordered two. They were very, very spicy though. They had infused the tequila with peppers and had jalapeños in the actual drink.
When we got home, I didn’t really think much of it. When he kissed me he commented that my lips were spicy but it’s not like my mouth was on fire or anything. It was just lingering a bit.
We started fooling around because I gave him a tight hug I thought would be uncomfortable and he was like, “awwwwww.” When I told him I was trying to hurt him he was like, “try harder.” I put all my weight against him and he just giggled and called me weak.
*Soft dom vibes, y’all.*
This resulted in us falling back on the bed and laughing. It also resulted in me climbing on top of him and nibbling his ear. He gasped and got hard.
“Do you want to have sex?” He asked after a few seconds.
*We’re married, ok? We don’t always passionately jump each other and spontaneously fuck. Sometimes we politely inquire.*
“I kind of just want to suck you off.”
“Really? I might take a while because I had those two drinks.”
I shrugged. “I can handle it, babe.”
So I pulled his pants down and put the dick I have grown to love and adore inside my mouth. He put a hand in my hair and lightly pushed me down with a shudder. I let him slide down my throat and used my hand at his base.
That’s when his quickened breathing turned into a very, very sharp gasp.
“Oh fuck!” He said above me. “I um… I can really feel those jalapeños.” Again, I didn’t think much of it and kept going until he pulled my hair a little tighter. “Jesus… that’s really strong.”
That’s when I sat back and stared at him. He was bright red. “I’m so sorry! Shit!”
“…Can you actually keep going?”
“Seriously?”
“It’s not that bad.”
“I can at least go brush my teeth.”
“V seriously please keep going. It felt really good.”
*The lengths men will go through to get their damn dick sucked.*
I obliged with a bit of hesitation. The moment my mouth was back on him he gasped and arched his back as he let me go deep. I went up and down a few times before I looked at him and noticed he was sweating.
“Seriously dude,” I finally said as I broke away. “Let me go use mouthwash or something.”
He responded by pushing my head back down. “Just go kind of fast.”
So I did. I’m usually about that slow build but I went fucking hard because I worried if my lips lingered too long there might be permanent damage.
*I need my husbands dick, y’all.*
I went so fast and hard I was getting whiplash. Meanwhile, I can’t tell if his whimpers are from pleasure or pain, but he guided my head with his hand. He pushed me so deep I almost choked, but I took it like the champ I am.
“Oh dear god, I can’t tell if this is the best or worst thing in the world,” he breathed. “Just keep going hard.”
I went deeper, harder, and so fast he started moaning. I deep throated the fuck out of him until I could barely breath.
He was bright red and his hands were shaking so hard I could feel the mattress vibrating. “It feels really good,” he assured me when I shot him a worried look. “I can’t explain it. It’s like painful but it feels amazing.”
*Alright, now he’s speaking my language.*
I kept going until I was close to gagging until I finally felt him convulse above me as he told me he was close. He finally came in my mouth, thanked me quickly, and then immediately ran to the shower.
I went into the bathroom and started laughing as he aggressively washed himself off.
“You know, you would have been a great sub in another life,” I giggled.
“I think the soap is just spreading it around.”
I fell back on the floor laughing. “I have no sympathy! You could have stopped it at anytime!”
“Next time we go there I’m going down on you after and we’ll see how funny you think this is.”
So that’s something to look forward to.
Marriage is fun.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vogelg/i_blew_my_husband_after_eating_jalapeños_and