My wife and I have been married for 11 years next month. We are the parents of 4 beautiful children, so sex, let alone GOOD sex, is hard to come by for us. Last night we had a rare opportunity to delve deep into our carnal desires for one another. Strap in folks, this one is going to be a long one.
The story started by me leaving work early because our daughter hit her head at school and I had to pick her up and bring her home. I took my work laptop with me so I could finish up some things I was working on before I had to abruptly leave. We get home, our daughter will be fine, aside from a goose egg on her forehead as big around as a quarter. I change into my PJ pants and sit on the bed next to my wife, who is reading her new lusty novel she found on kindle. I sat there quietly, tapping away on the keys, finishing up my work. I occasionally looked over at her and smiled. Asked her if she wanted to put her head on my lap while she read her book. She politely declined and said she was already comfortable. My wife is 5’6”, 115lbs, shoulder length dark brown hair, and ocean blue eyes, and bubbly ass that will make you bite your lip just thinking about it. Even after 4 kids, she still has a smoking hot body, and the cutest pussy you have ever seen. She is laying next to me wearing a tank top, and my old Navy PT sweatpants. I finish up my work and lay back on the pillows. She asks me what I’m doing, and I tell her I’m waiting on an email.
A minute on so goes by, and I realize that email isn’t coming any time soon, probably not until tomorrow, so I look over at her again. On impulse, I pull the elastic waist of my PJ pants away from my stomach, and pull out my cock and balls and start stroking myself. She sees this, and asks again, this time with more shocked than curious, “What are you doing?” I look her in the eyes and smile, “Waiting on an email.” She tells me that if I am going to continue, that I should lock the door, which I promptly do. I lay back down on the bed and to begin to stroke myself again. She tells me that I can’t stroke myself and not play with her too, phone in hand, still reading her lusty novel. So, like the dutiful husband I am, I reach my hands in her pants, but she stops me and quickly stands up. “Let me take my panties off, it’s more comfortable that way”, she says as she removes her pants and panties, and puts the pants back on. She lays back down, and goes back to her novel. I put my hand down her pants, and start playing with her pussy. Either she was reading a sex scene in the novel, or I turned her on stroking myself, but she was already getting wet. I rubbed the outside of her pussy a little and let my fingers play around her vaginal opening for a minute or so, then I had a change in plans. I got up and went to the foot of the bed and lifted the comforter above my head and dove under it.
“What are you doing?” She asked as I started sliding my old sweatpants off her ass and hips and down her legs. “Shut up and read your book, I want to play a little bit.” I told her as I spread her legs apart, revealing her cute pussy to me, inches from my face.
Now, before I continue, I need to provide a little context and perspective. After our first child was born, my wife tore in a few places, and she hasn’t been as sensitive down there as she used to be when we first met. I love eating her pussy, I love how sweet she tastes, and I love her lady juices coating my tongue and face. She knows I love to do it too. But, over time, she didn’t let me do it as much as she used to. At first I thought it was just because she wanted sex and didn’t have time for the foreplay, and partly because it didn’t do much for her after loosing the sensitivity. And for years, that’s how it was. Then I had a realization one day, maybe it was just me. She’s been with guys and girls, neither of which ever made her orgasm through oral or penetration. Our first time having sex, I gave her her first orgasm, but that was through deep penetration. That’s part of the reason she married me I guess, I was the first guy to keep up with her sexually. But in 11 years together, I’ve never made her orgasm orally, ever. I didn’t think anything about it, I’d never had complaints before.
So last night, unbeknownst to her, I applied months of research and questions asked on different subreddits on a throwaway accounts. I moved my hands to her inner thighs and spread her farther, until her inner labia parted and her little clit blossomed out. And I went to work. At first there was no reaction from her. I started moving my tongue around and on her clit, different angles, different speeds, different parts of my tongue, applying softer and harder pressure. After about a minute, I hit the jackpot. She squirmed a little as I pressed the flat of my tongue firmly against her clit and moved my lower jaw. I continued to do that, and I was rewarded with a lustful moan. She began moving her hips and squirming more. My jaw needed a break, so I went lower and slid my tongue into her pussy, and realized I could just barely reach her Gspot with the tip of my tongue. From under the comforter, I hear her gasp a little and mutter, “oh my god”, and with that, I knew I was on target. I kept that up for as long as I could, then went back to working her clit with my tongue and jaw again. This time around, she reached under the comforter and grabbed my arm that was holding her legs spread, and the harder I licked her clit, the closer she got. Finally, I sped up the licking and kept the pressure on her clit and her nails dug into my arm a little. Her back arched slightly, her nails dug deeper, and I heard short, shallow gasps and moans, and then suddenly her grip on my arm loosened and she relaxed a little. I threw the covers out from over me and looked at her. She breathlessly looked at me and said “We’ll that was a first.” I was proud that I finally made her orgasm orally after 11 years together. I smiled at her and said “Oh I’m not done yet.”
Still breathless from her ordeal, she raised an eyebrow at me, giving me a questioning look. I made myself comfortable, wetted my fingers with my mouth, and went to work on her clit with my fingers. I didn’t study just how to eat a woman out, I studied how to please a woman through clitoral stimulations. I’ve heard and read on reddit that clitoral orgasms are much more intense than penetration orgasms. Now that I knew I could make her orgasm through clitoral stimulation with my mouth, I was determined to make up for a fraction of the 10 years of that she had been missing out on. I started experimenting with movements with my fingers, dipping my fingers into her practically dripping pussy when things got a little dry. After a minute or so, I finally found something that worked for her, and she let out a moan. Using one hand to uncover her clit, I flicked her bean with my middle finger, and she began to shake a little with every flick. I dipped my finger back inside her again, and then started flicking her clit side to side with my fingers as fast as I could. She puts her hand on my thighs and squeezes, looking down between her legs as I continue to flick her clit. She throws her head back and opens her mouth likes she gonna scream, but says “Oh my god my legs are shaking!” . Another first in our 11 years of marriage. I’ve given her deep, sensual fuckings and blown my load almost on top of her cervix, and that left her weak in the legs from and intense orgasm, but never have I made her orgasm so hard that he legs were shaking involuntarily.
At this point, my hand was getting tired, but I didn’t was to stop and ruin her ecstasy. I kneeled beside her, quickly slid two fingers inside her incredibly we pussy, and then continued playing with her clit with my other hand. She looks at me and says “You keep fingering me like that and I’m going to have to suck your dick.” With one hand, while still fingering her and working her Gspot with my fingers, I released my cock and balls from their cloth and elastic prison, and said “Suck my dick and I will keep fingering you like this”.
For us, blowjobs are rare. I might get a few licks, maybe even feel the back of her throat with my cock head, once or twice a year, and usually when she is a little drunk. She hates the smell and taste of cum, and I pre-cum, A LOT. So the fact she was offering was a opportunity I was not going to pass up. I went back to fingering her and playing with her clit. She promptly wrapped her hand around the base of my shaft and I look down just as my cock disappeared in her mouth. This time she didn’t just shove it in the back of her throat, or just lick it. She was sucking it with such vigor and determination that I haven’t seen her do since we were dating. My god I was in heaven right then and there. The feeling of her mouth tight on my cock and her tongue working around the tip was almost too much to bare. I struggled to focus on fingering her pussy and playing with her clit at the same time as I felt myself grow harder and harder, closer and closer. Just when I was almost about to cum, she stops sucking, looks at me, and says “I know this might take you over the edge, but I’ve always fantasized about you coming in my mouth.” I swear, I almost lost my load right then and there. “Me too, I’ve wanted to cum in your mouth for years, but I know you don’t like that.” She says, “Well, I want you to cum in my mouth this time. Right in the back of my throat”. And starts sucking again, with more purpose than before. I’m still fingering her, but no where near the level of concentration I had before. I close my eyes and just enjoy the exhilaration and pleasure of the feeling of her mouth moving up and down on my cock, and I realize I’m starting to moan as well. I look down at her and tell her “Slow down, I’m about to cu……”
To be continued….
I’ll post the rest after lunch.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cr7wuh/last_night_was_amazing_mf_part_1
You are an amazing husband!!!! I loved this.