I might be in love with my (39M) wife’s (34F) ass but I am absolutely obsessed with getting head. I never quite understood what it was about blowjobs and cumming on a woman’s face that was so hot until I got my first blowjob in college. It wasn’t some pumping some pussy buried under clothes or coating a pair of tits smashed into oblivion by a sports bra. Nope. What turned me on was knowing that not two hours ago, those same lips were wrapped around my cock and that same smile flashing in full view at everyone else was drenched in my cum.
I became only more obsessed when I met my wife. You see, she’s not only gorgeous with perfect blond locks, seductive eyes, a pointed nose and pouty lips, everything in between her ears is amazing, too. She’s the most considerate and loving spouse, a consummate friend to others and, of course, has a PhD because life isn’t fair. I’ve gotten head from others before, but nothing, and I mean NOTHING, can top the exquisite pleasures received from a woman you love who uses that incredible head of hers for something so base as performing oral sex.
The only way this story would be better is if she was also as into blowjobs as I am, but alas.
This is the story of how I trained my wife to give me the amazing head I wanted from her. Now don’t get me wrong, she has always been willing to give me head, albeit somewhat unenthusiastically. From the beginning of our relationship, she would just put it straight in her mouth and bob up and down for 2-3 minutes before rubbing her jaw and asking me to either finish myself or move onto sex.
But I love blowjobs and the more lascivious the better.
It took me the better part of a year of marriage before I plucked up enough courage to simply ask her for what I wanted beyond the basics. The first time was shortly after our first anniversary. We had just finished a nice dinner with a few glasses of wine and were sitting in the back of a cab. She had started to slyly rub my cock through my pants and I leaned over whispering, you’d better have that in your mouth by the time the front door closes.” She smiled and kept rubbing my shaft “ooh, okay.”
And true to form, when I turned around from closing the deadbolt, Clara was on her knees and I brandished my cock, feeding it right into her open mouth. She went right to work with her usual mechanical form. I’m sure it was the booze but I pulled my dick out of her mouth and said, “No, baby first just kiss it.” Her first kiss was perfunctory but then she closed her eyes and really started to really kiss it. As her lips worked up and down the shaft, I told her to look up at me which she did. “Just… enjoy the shaft for a minute, k?” Which she did. At that point, I asked her to lick from the base to the tip and her tongue snaked out of her mouth to enjoy the lollipop. “Lick some kiss some and don’t forget my balls,” I instructed and she complied. Her tongue caressed my balls while she stroked the shaft. Seeing her making love to my cock with her mouth like that was a lot and I directed my cock into her mouth where she started bobbing up ad down again like usual. That’s when it hit me that she just really didn’t know how to give head. Well I could change that. I stood her up and promptly fucked her in the foyer up against the door and creamed her pussy.
Later that next day she asked if I liked the blowjob. I did and told her I really enjoyed being able to tell her what I wanted. She surprised me with her response, “Oh my god I loved being told how to pleasure you and you should definitely do more of that. I will blow you so much more often if you do!”
That was all the greenlight I needed. Over the next weeks, I introduced her to sucking on my testicles and she learned that causing pain, biting my sac or compression of my testicles brings out a rough sex demon in me. I had enough self control not to immediately face fuck her but I did cock slap her once before flipping her over on her stomach, pinning her down and prone boning her until I finished.
A couple of days later she texted me, “I can’t stop thinking about what you’re going to show me tonight. I’ve been sucking on a pen all day in anticipation.” She accompanied it with a picture of herself pursing her lips around a marker. That night I put her on her back and pulled her head over the edge. She then gave her first blowjob upside down at the edge of the bed. I showed her how to tap me if she needed a break. I handed her her vibrator and she masturbated herself while I used her mouth. I was luxuriously enjoying her face and playing with her tits when she came. She moaned onto my dick and bit down. The sudden shock of pain was incredibly pleasurable and instinctively I pulled my cock back. “Fuck that hurt so good” I growled. I retaliated by grabbing her nipples and lifting her tits off her chest and squeezing them hard. She moaned in pain which only served to turn me on more. I straddled her face and she opened her mouth to suck on one of my balls but instead I pushed both in. I could tell she was surprised both by having her mouth stuffed but maybe it was also the two fingers I put in her pussy to check her wetness. She seemed uncertain how to handle a full tea bag and since she was certifiably dripping below, I flipped her lithe body around to put her pussy at the bed and fucked her to a second orgasm and my own, too.
“Fuck, Clara,” I said as I pulled my cock out, “if you bite me like that again, you need to know I’m just going to fuck your throat next time.” “Ohh,” she snickered mockingly, “are you gonna choke me on your big cock?” “You can count on it,” I promised.
It was the very next day that I came home to find Clara on her knees in the middle of the living room completely nude. Her hair and makeup was still done and I could tell she had just come from her incredibly demanding job and that her first through was to suck her husband’s cock was about the best feeling I could imagine. This time she expertly worked my knob, licking and kissing the shaft, alternating putting my cock into her mouth sliding up and down, rubbing the head against her pursed lips and working my testicles with her hands. This was the luxurious blowjob I’d always desired and seeing her looking up at me lovingly as she pleasured me sent me over the edge. I came all over her gorgeous and self-satisfied smile.
Over the next month we fucked regularly and her head game got amazingly good. Her mouth went from wet sock to Velvet Heaven. I asked her to start trying to take my cock deeper into her throat and she took the challenge enthusiastically, each time spending a few minutes working my shaft into her throat before either making me cum right in her mouth or driving me so wild we’d fuck each other senseless. She even figured out a specific spot in her throat where if she lined my cock up and swallowed it, the pharynx muscles would make me climax immediately. She was so tickled that she could make me cum on command that she started doing it regularly. And over the next weeks, what were 5-7 minute luxurious blowjobs followed by another 5-7 of intense fucking turned into 30 second deepthroats and she’d pull me out, ruin an orgasm and squeal with glee as she watched my cum splatter her face or body.
But after all this amazing progress and her now being able to regularly make me cum, what was I going to say? I found myself trying to avoid blowjobs from her so I could shoot for more pleasure elsewhere. She noticed too, “What’s the matter, do you not want me to deepthroat you anymore?” She asked one Saturday night as I pulled my cock from her mouth, trying to keep her from going straight for that spot. I let it spill, “Because you can make me cum immediately and then it’s over – no fun, no play, no sex…” I trailed off.
She smiled. “Oh, are you bothered by that?” She looked up coyly and gently shook my dick in her hand, slapping it playfully against her cheek, “How do you think I’ve felt the past three weeks stretching my throat on you almost everyday so I can take it when you finally let that rough sex demon out like you promised?”
“What? What are you talking about?” I asked, genuinely confused – was this some greater plan?
She said nothing but enveloped my cock in her mouth and slowly drew back, dragging her teeth against the skin, and gently bit the head with her teeth. I winced. The demon started to stir in me and I growled. *You’re damn right I was bothered.* She squeezed the shaft so tight the head bulged purple. My breath drew sharp in pain, and the demon in me stretched its legs. *I’m supposed to be the one in control.* She kissed down the shaft toward the base, looking up at me with my penis resting against her face, and I’ll never forget the sultry lust in her eyes.
“I’m ready for you. Don’t hold back, okay? Just have fun.”
With that she took my left testicle into her mouth and sucked hard on it. I cried out in pain and the demon roared alive. My nut popped out of her mouth as I recoiled. *Blowjobs are for my pleasure and I’m gonna wipe that smug smile off your face* the demon said in my head as I grabbed her by the hair. “Open your fucking mouth” came the brusque command as I slapped her lips firmly with my cock. She obeyed and I put both hands on her head and held it still while sliding my cock into her face. I pushed it all the way to the back and held it there. “Look at me” I ordered her. Her eyes opened and I held that gaze as I pushed deeper into her throat. Her throat tightened and her eyes watered but she kept her eyes on me even as her body heaved as she gagged. The demon relented for a moment and yanked her head off. She coughed as she came up for air but defiantly croaked out a weak “Again.”
I slammed my cock back into her throat pushing her head down firmly. At first she made to gag again but I could see her arms extended behind her, pumping her hands open and close and then squeezing her thumbs in her palms trying not to gag. And then sure enough her gag reflex subsided. Then Clara, my darling, brilliant, loving and temptuous wife, with my cock balls deep in her throat, turned her gaze up at me.
And winked.
The demon in me… no, who am I kidding?… *I* mercilessly facefucked Clara for what must have been the next five minutes, her tears mixing with the sticky deep spit I was wiping on her as I periodically rest my dick on her face to let her breathe. She wordlessly opened her mouth for me again and again, following every debasing command I could think to give her. She took my utter abuse of her throat without hesitation, her eyes more and more desperately seeking my satisfaction as she obediently struggled to lick my balls with my cock buried in her pharynx. It was this this complete submission that finally brought me to the edge of orgasm. I pulled her head back and gave her her one last command, “Now make me cum in your throat.”
I closed my eyes as she lined her head up and took me right to the magic spot. She tightened her throat and, on cue, I came. This time came a deep growl of relief as I broke past her throat barrier one last time and pulsed wave after wave of sperm down her esophagus, draining my balls right into her stomach. I could feel the strong spasms swelling my shaft, pressing against the contracting muscles of her neck, as Clara finally choked on my cock as promised.
That night we were out to dinner with friends and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. They listened intently to her hoarse voice, none the wiser that just two hours ago…
God I love blowjobs.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zd89vt/mf_training_my_wifes_mouth
Damn, never let that one go!!
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