Desire. Hunger. Longing. Aching. Throbbing. The last several days have left me in such a considerably challenging condition in that every part of my body is feeling one or more of the preceding heightened stimulus to my senses. A few days ago, I wrote about how I laid awake for (what seemed like) hours as my pussy throbbed to feel my husband inside of me. Though we have made love in the days following that early morning time together, during the last four nights, Paul and I have had so precious little time to be together as we need – as I need!
Not only are Paul and I passionate about our intimacy and ensuring that we have time to be together (going for walks together, snuggling on the couch, cooking, etc., and of course making love), we are both happy to be parents of our amazing children. I know that I am biased in claiming that my kids are the best (and sometimes, they exhibit behaviors that make me cringe) and brightest of all. My husband and I are fully invested in their lives and ensure that they have the opportunities that will help them set and reach their goals. Over the course of the past few days, those goals have encroached upon our time that Paul and I need and that leaves me conflicted, emotionally. When my kids demonstrate any sort of poor behavior after we spent so much time giving to them and taking them to their events and activities, I tend to take it personally because it appears to come across as ungratefulness. I feel bad for thinking this but when I miss out on intimacy with my husband, my selfishness starts to emerge.
Is it wrong for me to be selfish with the time that I need for my husband’s physical attention?
Yesterday I reached the culmination of missing my husband’s touching, caressing, his lips and tongue and, of course, his cock! We were exhausted from all of our out-of-home activities and on the verge of passing out after the kids went to bed. Not willing to let another evening pass without at least giving and receiving orgasmic release, I took Paul’s hand and pulled him close to me after we walked into the bedroom and shut the door. I wrapped my arms around his neck and drew his head down to bring our lips together. I kissed him deeply, pushing my tongue into is mouth while gazing into his gorgeous, soft blue eyes (I love kissing him with my eyes open!!). I was melting in my heart and deep inside, I could feel my wetness building.
I pressed my lips around Paul’s tongue and sucked him deep into my mouth as he moaned. I reached down to feel his cock through his jeans. He was so hard that he was pushing tightly against the fabric. My fingers traced the outline of the shaft and head of his penis. Sucking his tongue drove me to want a larger, more firm part of him in my mouth. I continued to kiss him as I undid his belt and jeans buttons and reached into his pants to release his cock. I let go of his tongue and slid down to enjoy more of my husband. I extended my tongue to the head of his beautiful manhood and licked the bead of pre-cum that already seeped out from within my excited husband. Taking the head of his cock into my mouth, I swirled my tongue around him, inching him deeper towards my throat. I knew that he was also in tremendous need by the way that he gasped. I tightened my lips and began to move on him. I cupped and caressed his balls as I pleasured my husband while he stood before me. I slid one of my hands behind his scrotum and pressed against his perineum to feel his cock hardening. I could tell that he was about to cum and I started to slow my pace. “No, baby,” he cried out. “Please don’t stop!”
I wanted to get him there but I also wanted to allow him to build more without an orgasm. I wanted his big release to be inside of me. Hearing his request, I continued to suck his cock and pleasure him with my hands. I slide my index finger from his perineum and moved backward to his anus. It had been a long time since I pleasured him anally. Without lubrication, I was surprised at how quickly and easily my finger entered him. Paul moaned so loudly I worried that he would wake the kids. I pressed upward towards his prostate and began to apply some stimulation. Within a few seconds, Paul’s body tightened and his cock grew very firm in my mouth. I could feel the pulses of his orgasm begin deep inside of him and within an instant, he was flooding my mouth with his semen.
I usually love to share his cum with him, but this time I swallowed all of Paul’s semen. I was so hungry to enjoy all him. I also knew that Paul would have much more to enjoy in only a short while. As I sucked out the last drips of cum from his cock, I looked up to catch his loving eyes smiling down on me.
After quickly undressing, I moved towards the bed, leaning against it while lowering down to my elbows, leaving my ass fully exposed and waiting for Paul who didn’t hesitate to move towards me. He positioned himself behind me and began to touch my lower back softly with both hands. His touch was sweet and almost ticklish I looked through my legs and saw that his cock was already hard and still more of his sweet semen was emerging onto the head. His hands moved to my ass as he kneaded me like an baker working to make his best bread for that coming morning. I was so at ease feeling Paul’s strength in his hands. Without warning, I felt the warm wetness of his tongue on my labia and a shiver moved through me with a subtle jolt.
Oh my goodness, I have been in such need to have my pussy licked and sucked for the last three days! I was in immediate heaven feeling him move around me. The sounds emanating from my pussy and his mouth are so sexy to hear. The thoughts that pass through my head when I am in such ecstasy, I have such difficulty in deciding which makes me feel more pleasure – my husband’s cock or his mouth and I found my mind vacillating on this as Paul continued to lick and suck me. Another jolt ripped through my body and I could tell by the way that I involuntarily moved my ass closer to my husband that Paul took my clit into his mouth and was sucking on me while licking intensely. I could feel the bed comforter bunching in my fists as I gripped hard. My knees stiffened and suddenly I couldn’t think or move. Wave after wave of near-painful pleasure drenched me from within. I was crying out with each exhale. I didn’t want Paul to stop but I needed him to let me catch my breath. As soon as I regained control of my body, I shook my ass and my husband let go of my clit. “I need you inside me, now!” I commanded.
I looked back at his cock just prior to Paul pushing towards me and saw a delicious drip of semen falling from the head. Just then, he pressed the head between my shivering lips. He slid all the way into me in a second. I was so wet and ready for him. “Fuck me, baby!” I cried out. “Please fuck me hard!” Paul didn’t hesitate and began to move with deep, long and purposeful strokes. My orgasm hadn’t fully subsided as the sensations of fullness from his cock started to bring me to quick and shallow climaxes. Paul would push all the way into me with increasing force sending immense pleasure waves through me. His cock reached so deep into me that I would feel twinges of pain from him running into my cervix. Normally, I’d want him to be careful but the orgasms continued to come and I didn’t want them to cease. He would alternate for a few minutes of hard strokes with slow gentle movements. I knew that he was trying to give me all that I wanted and he didn’t want to disrupt my pleasure with his orgasm. But after too many days without him, I wanted him to cum inside me as I was feeling these successive orgasms.
“Let go, baby!” I said to him while trying to breathe. “I need you to cum inside me, baby!”
I clenched around his cock as hard as I could and I knew that he couldn’t hold back any longer. As soon as I felt his cock swell, I too was in yet another massive orgasmic wave. I could feel Paul pulsing semen into me as we both were moaning intently. His hands gripped my ass as he was pushed all the way inside of me. I could feel his warmth of his cum had filled me. I knew what was about to happen next. Our pleasure wasn’t quite over yet we were both so tired and ready for sleep.
Paul began to pull his cock out of me slowly. “Hold still,” he said to me. “I don’t want anything to spill.” Judging by the load put into my mouth earlier, I knew that there was no way that he could get all the way out without his semen being pulled out and spilling. Paul’s cock was still hard which didn’t surprise me. I knew that there was a lot of cum in me and that he was going to have his treat (and so was I). “Shoot!” Paul exclaimed. I watched between my legs as his cum started to pour out of me. He quickly planted his face against me and pushed his tongue inside of me. If you have never experienced your husband enjoying his cum inside of you, you are missing out. The sound of him slurping, sucking and licking me is pure heaven! Having seen pictures of my cum-soaked pussy, I know the visual that my husband enjoys. As stimulating as it is to be licked and sucked after a few orgasms and being full of semen, it is also extremely relaxing. I knew that we both could sleep soundly.
We moved towards the bed and climbed in. We kissed and cuddled as we laid there in such dreamy peace.