I knew when I woke up today that I was in a very particular mood. Three orgasms later from my usual morning masturbation and I was no where near satiated, but it was time to start the day.
Between visiting friends and parenting a toddler, my time on my knees for my husband was interrupted twice and by mid-afternoon I was tired of waiting.
I lured my husband upstairs under the guise of changing and he needed no further invitation. Meeting me in our room, he wordlessly unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it and his shorts in a pile on the floor. He moved to the foot of the bed, sat on the edge and spread his legs expectantly.
Understanding the silent instruction, I walked up to him and bent down to take his lips with mine, letting the full day of frustrations fuel the passion. I slid my naked body down his, my tight nipples brushing down his chest and over his thighs until I was on my knees in front of him.
We kissed again and he buried his hands in my thick hair, grasped tightly and broke our kiss with a firm but gentle tug. He looked down at my eager face and said, “You’re going to make me cum with your mouth, but you’re not allowed to swallow.”
Now, I always swallow unless he’s cumming on my tits (or buried in my pussy, obviously), so I asked what he wanted. “I want you to make me cum, and then I want you to let it spill out of your mouth onto your tits.”
I’m always wet with a cock in my mouth, but I felt myself get even wetter thinking about giving him exactly what he wants. I love being a good girl… so I get to work. His hands are buried in my hair. Controlling me. Pulling me away to look deep into my eyes as I feel my spit dripping down onto my chin then my breasts, before pushing my head back down to take him deep into my throat.
Finally, I feel him getting closer to giving me what I’ve needed all day. He stood up and took a couple steps forward, forcing me slightly off balance as he now towered over me.
“Open your mouth,” he commanded. I eagerly obeyed, holding out my tongue and looking up at him with wide, needy eyes. He rubbed his hard cock along my swollen lips and then took hold of my hair and filled my mouth.
I took his warm load and then looked up at him and opened my mouth, swirling it around on my tongue before letting it drip out all over my tits, already slick from my own spit.
He looked down, pleased. Rubbing his cum into my skin as he massaged my breasts and pinched my hard nipples, his hands roamed lower to find my soaked slit and pushed through to find my clit. I lifted my hips to meet him and he rubbed me until I came, face and tits still covered in his cum.
We cleaned up and then he looked at me with a devilish grin. “Get on the bed,” he growled.
He devoured my sweet pussy and made me cum another 3 times, lapping me up as I squirted in his mouth.
Maybe spitting isn’t so bad after all.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ohtdb8/payoff_after_a_day_of_interruptions_mf