It was 10 am, and I was already done with this job for the day. How many more briefs would I have to file just so my client could have access to an easement that would allow him to use his own driveway? Such is the life of a real estate attorney I suppose.
As I stared out the window, I decided to text my husband, who was working in our home office ten miles away.
“Tonight?” the message read.
“??” He responded.
“Sex?” I replied.
“Who dis?” He responded. He was a bit shocked, I’m sure. I never mention sex while working. To say I am a bit of a workaholic is an understatement. From 8 to 5:30 each day, I’m way more consumed with work than sex. Make no mistake, I can throw down at night, but my sex brain only works at night. For whatever reason, though, things were a little different today.
“Seriously. Tonight?” I replied.
“What exactly do you want?” He asked.
After five minutes, I responded. “I really need my pussy eaten tonight.” It took me five minutes to get the courage to type those seven words. This was not me. But I have to admit that my thong was a little damp.
“I could maybe do that. But you are going to have tell me exactly what you want when you come home.” He said. Although I love it when he talks dirty to me, I’m not a huge talker in bed. I suppose he wanted to seize the opportunity.
I responded with a heart emoji, which was way more up my alley than any other dirtier response.
***
Fast forward to after dinner and the kids were in bed. We retreated to our bedroom.
“What got into you today with those texts?” He asked.
“Go take a shower.” I responded.
“Yes ma’am.” He said as he got out of bed.
He took a shower, and then I did the same. He was already in bed, and I dried off and lied next to him on my back.
“OK, eat my pussy now. I shaved it so you can get every part.”
He smiled and gladly worked his way down to my bald pussy. As I spread my legs, he looked up and asked: “Where?”
With my eyes closed, I responded: “Start with your fat tongue on my lips. First the outsides, then the insides. And slowly.”
I had never talked like this before. My pussy was already wet. Not sopping, but it was definitely moist. I was getting into this.
“Now my clit.” I said.
He immediately moved up to my clit and began rubbing it up and down slowly with his fat tongue.
“Lightly.” He responded by circling my clit gently with just the tip of his tongue. My breathing intensified.
“Fat tongue on it now.” As he flattened his tongue out and put it on my clit, I raised my hips to increase the pressure. I started grinding back and forth on it.
Then came a number of other commands. “Lightly.” “Stick it all the way in.” “Fat tongue on the lips.” So on and so forth. I repeat: I had never done anything remotely like this before.
Then I rolled over on my stomach. No sooner had the second word of “Eat it from behind” come out of my mouth, he was devouring my pussy from behind. It was so wet now. I started moaning and twerking my hips to grind my pussy on his face.
“Spank me” I said. He started smacking my ass cheek with his right hand. With each smack I moaned out in pleasure. I wanted him to know just how much I liked this. He was now devouring my wet pussy and spanking my ass as I twerked on his face. I stopped twerking and reached around with both hands to spread my ass cheeks.
“Lick my ass softly.”
“My cock is so hard right.” He said.
“I said lick my ass.” I replied.
He started licking my ass and my breathing and moaning became intense.
“Oh my god that feels so good. Pussy, pussy, pussy,” I said as I raised my hips ever so slightly for him to move his tongue from my ass to my pussy
He went back to town on my pussy. I was so wet now. He had pussy juice all over his face.
“Fuck me now! Now! Now! Now!” I yelled.
He got on his knees behind me and lifted my hips with his hands. He shoved his engorged dick in my sopping pussy. My pussy was full of his cock. He kept thrusting and thrusting. My wet pussy wrapped around his cock.
“Take it out. Take it out. Eat it. Eat it.” I couldn’t get the words out fast enough.
He bent down and shoved his face back in my pussy. He licked underneath and felt my clit, which was now so swollen. My pussy juices were on every part of my face now.
“Finish me.” I commanded.
He shoved his hard cock back in my pussy and pumped until he came. He filled my wet pussy with his hot cum.
He fell down next to me and tried to catch his breath.
“What in the hell got into you today?” He asked.
“I have no idea.” I replied with a coy smile.
I felt his hot cum leaking from my pussy.
“Now hand me my vibrator.”
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