I Needed to Know How He Tasted [FM]

For days, I had thoughts running through my head of what I wanted to do with husband. I couldn’t be near him without salivating. We finally had a night available, but there was a risk he wouldn’t be up for anything after three long days at work and little sleep. The day of, I sent him an early morning text to let him know I was thinking of him and had a relaxing evening planned.

He was asleep in our bedroom when I got home giving me some time to prepare. I was wearing a dress that I knew he liked and chose to wear nothing else underneath.

I heard the tell-tale signs of him getting out of bed and making his way downstairs. I sat on the couch in a way that looked like I was just lounging, but I had my skirt hiked up strategically exposing my thigh, hoping to catch his attention.

He noticed. Instead of pulling out his laptop once he reached the couch, he sat beside me and pulled me into him. I rested my head on his lap while he played with my hair and we made some idle chat. In the middle of our chat, I absentmindedly moved my hand towards his waist and felt he was already hard. I had expected more of a challenge to reach this point given his exhaustion, but it seemed my preparation paid off. Mid-chat, I rubbed him a little, then squeezed what I could through his jeans. I heard his breath catch.

I asked him to pull off his pants so I could help him relax. Once off, he stood erect ready for me. My plan was a long slow blow, different from our usual fast-paced deep throat. I started lightly licking, taking care to start at the very tip and work down and around to the underside. I continued with a few more flicks of my tongue here and there before gently stroking his shaft with the palm of my hand.

After massaging him lightly, I wrapped my hand around the base of his erection and squeezed, moving upwards just slightly as I used my mouth on his whole head in the same direction. That got the response I was looking for; his body tensed and he made a soft moan.

I licked a bit more, taking care of every inch. I wanted to hear him moan again. I wrapped my lips around his head, moving down slowly and enveloping him in the warmth of my mouth. I heard him groan. Feeling more encouraged, I slowly pulled my mouth upwards, dragging my tongue along the way, exposing him to the cool air. Down I went again, slowly and a little bit further than last, back into the warmth. Then back up at the same slow speed. Once more, I took him in my mouth as far as I could. He groaned more strongly.

I began to pick up the pace and suck a bit more. He enjoyed that, thrusting his hips upward. His deep slow breaths began to pick up as he pushed into my mouth faster each time. I was a good girl and made sure my lips remained tight on his cock with each movement until he quickened enough for me to realize he was about to blow.

He had never finished in my mouth before, it wasn’t something I was interested in. Ever the gentlemen, he pulled out just in time to finish. His load dripped down his shaft as he took sharp intakes of breath with each spurt. Suddenly, I had an urge to lick every last drop. I looked up and met his gaze for a moment; he had no idea of my intention. I smiled and lowered my head, taking him in my mouth one last time to see how he’d taste.

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