Last night started out just as any other night. We ate dinner, got the kids bathed and into bed they went. My husband promptly got into the shower, even though I had thought while putting the kids in their cribs that I wanted to get into to the shower first thing so then I could go and watch my show as he scrolled through Facebook, or got into the shower himself.
But alas, he beat me to the shower. Through his clothes in the laundry, grabbed his towel and there he stayed for over an hour so my eye rolling, but with love. I know he needed to relax.
So as he got out he ran to the bed room, and me thinking I had done something wrong, thought he was going to bed. He came back out two minutes later, and as I was getting up asked where I was headed off to. The shower I said. And he just said oh okay.
So I went and took my clothes off, tired from the day of being mom. Washed and brushed my hair out. Shaved. Cleaned off. I went especially back into the bedroom to put on a slightly revealing tank top on and a lace thong. Made sure my wet hair was down, grabbed and blanket and off to the living room I went, where I sat down, and watched whatever he was watching with his own blanket draped across his lap. Naked of course. Once he gets out of the shower, clothes just never get put back on.
We sat there, and as I hoped he started with his hand in leg as I laid my head on his lap. He slowly started to wonder down, and into my panties his hand went. He slowly started to tease me. But to me it was the best thing that could have started the night. I need his hands on me so bad from not having him the night before. He asked me to move up and across his lap so that he could have further access to me. But instead of the front, his hand found its way to my ass as I turned my hips from him. He pulled my thong away from me, and entered a single finger into my pussy lips and quickly found me wet and instead of just one finger I found two inside of me very quickly pumping in and out of me, to which I came very quickly and him asking is this what I wanted. Breathily I said yes and again he pumped his fingers into me several more times to which had me cumming over and over again. He eventually told me to take my panties off and we went to the bed room.
We did our usual things before bed. But this time, he grabbed two towels. Now we never get towels, even though by the end of our play sessions we both always wished we had. He gave me one and we both laid them out on the bed.
Now before I go further I knew exactly why I needed one, he had told me in the living room that he was going to fist me. So I knew what was going to be happening. but wasn’t sure about why he needed one. He had said though that while I was getting the towel down that when he had gotten out of the shower he had put his prostate vibrator but had said I had taken too long and he took out, which again he took an hour shower, and I had only been in mine for a mere fifteen minutes… but whatever.
Anyways we had laid down, we started to make out, to touch each other, we took turns pleasuring each other, him fingering my pussy until the towel was drenched and me sucking and jerking him until he told me he wanted my pussy again, but this time he wanted to fuck me before we opened me up with his fist.
The night gets better, so keep reading dear Redditor. We fucked. I was on top, riding him like a jockey rides a champion horse. His cock felt so good pumping in and out of me. And I begged him not to cum yet, though I knew he wouldn’t since he wasn’t done with me yet. So now we get to why he had a towel. I’ve pegged him and rimmed him before. But I’m not an expert in these things since I don’t do that very often, not as much as he does to me. But he wanted me to lick his ass, which I did, I fingered his ass, which I have nails so that wasn’t a long thing. I enjoy very much doing this because i love doing anything my husband asks me to do with/for him, and because i love pleasuring him.
But then I used one of my butt plugs on him, and eventually changed to my dildo, which I can say he had come to find out he doesn’t really care for any of the inserting things into himself. Which is fine for me. But I will keep licking ever inch of him, because why wouldn’t I, he’s hot as fuck that’s why.. and because he treats me VERY well.
But during this time we did make out very passionately and I felt very dominant while I was being the one controlling him which is a very new thing for me. But I’m learning to like it.
After we did this he fucked me for a very long time, we switched up and he fingered me. He goes very slow and uses lots of spit and makes sure I am very wet before he goes further into putting more fingers in me, to which he begins to fist me. It’s an odd feeling. Thinking I’m going to burst with fullness, I can literally feel his hand stretching my belly out as he tenses his fingering inside me. But it’s also some of the best cumming he makes me do I guess because the feeling is so overwhelming.
The fun thing is is when he is done fisting me, I feel very empty after, but his clock slides right back into me and I can feel every inch of him pumping in and out of my stretched pussy. He tells me it’s a different feeling but that he still feels my pussy clench around him when he feels me cumming. We tried some new things last night, while I can’t explain the positions exactly as we did then, but he likes to pull my legs up to my chest while we are on our sides faces each other. I can say that he called me some names, both degrading, and sweet and I loved them both. Everything from baby, babydoll, princess to bitch. Which I have never been into names, but when he said them that’s the only man I ever need calling me them. He spit my face at some point and called me bitch, which he did ask if I wanted to be degraded before so, which was incredibly hot and I can’t explain why. I guess because whenever he is doing absolutely anything to me I find hot, erotic, and loving all at the same time.
As we were finishing up he asked me what position I wanted to be in last, and which we did all the ones I loved and then some, I told him I wanted to lay flat on my belly while he is on top of me. I love it so much because he can put his entire weight on me, now he is not fat as all, but he is a big man, and he dominates me so much more when he is like this. He held me down while also reaching under me and rubbed my clit as he was fucking my pussy making me say things that I’m not even sure make sense. Now I don’t know who all is actually into spit, or those who just say they are, and I can fight people, but when I felt his spit coming from his mouth over cheek and down between my lips I wiped it off faster than it had happened. And this man said no and held my hand down and did it again, and I’ve never felt so degraded, nor slutty in my entire life and I’m pretty sure I love it now. He was pumping into me and fucking me so hard that I could feel how slick we were between his body and mine, and I love when he gets sweaty. But as we were finishing, and as my who knows how many time this was cumming for me he grabbed my hands, and put them behind my back and held them there until he was finished and came so much right into my hands, my arms and my back. I was pretty much left there with my face in the bed, my hair a mess and a mess all on me.
We did clean up, and cuddle and love each other after all the dom/sub stuff. We take care of each other after being on such a high to get back to each other. It’s an amazing mix of emotions and fun all balled into one.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ksjbyq/fm_my_husband_name_calls_me_and_fists_me_all_in