“But I’m not going to be acting.” That’s what I told him today after he stole a quickie from me in the morning. I wasn’t even awake yet, and he just had two orgasms last night. The new years pack lovemaking session evidence was still oozy from my pussy.
None the less, he caressed me awake, dropped his pants and pounded my tight little pussy for a few moments before topping me off, kissing my lips, and going on about his day.
I won’t deny it. It was sexy as hell. I’ve always loved pleasuring my husband with nature’s magic. But to make this 365 day challenge actually work, I can’t enter into it with a mindset of I have to act a certain way. I need to act horny. Nope. I’m going to act the way I feel. My goal is to feel sexier than I’ve ever felt before.
There’s a reason we didn’t have sex everyday of the last five years of our marriage. We basically planned not to.
While dating, I felt it was important to communicate what he could expect from me as a wife and vice versa. Unrealistic expectations was the downfall of my first marriage.
Before moving in together and tying the knot, we had several conversations about sex, how much I needed, how much he needed. I said 2-3 times a week was perfect for me. He said sex daily worked for him. We compromised on 4 times a week.
I know… I know… sounds so boring and scripted. My husband thought so too. He was like, “If you don’t want it, I’m not begging. Don’t give me a mercy fuck!”
I’d say over the years he’s gotten used to our compromise though. Like a fat cat, he knows he’ll be getting some pussy roughly every other day, and I know I need to give it up that often too.
Before he got home from work today, I noticed a difference in us already. He called to talk to me on the phone about his day. (Like, that rarely happens.) Then, when he got home, he came straight in to say hello by slipping his hand around my waist, pulling me close into him and planting a juicy passionate kiss on my lips. It lasted a good 60 seconds. I think the kids got the message and left the room.
The morning quickie left me feeling rather horny all day today. I was looking forward to bedtime when I could sprawl my naked body across our soft taupe sheets. And when the time finally came, I opened my legs really wide, spread my pussy lips with my right hand and watched his face light up with enthusiasm as my manicured nails dipped in and out of my succulent goddess lips.
He went right to licking my clit. My foot landed on his erect dick. My back arched a little, and I laid back to focus on the pleasure of his tongue. They were short strokes made with love and it felt divine.
“Put your dick in my mouth.” I love switching it up on him and he loves to oblige.
We do this sexy position where I lie down on my back and he towers over my face with his huge throbbing dick. I open my lips and take him into my mouth fully until I feel his pubic hair on my nose.
Sometime he’s thrusts a little. Sometimes he just holds it there pulsing. Tonight he bent all of the way over me and pushed his dick as far down my throat as possible. I held my breath for at least 30 seconds inching him deeper and deeper inside. It’s like heaven to me. I can hear him groan with pleasure. I pulled away for a breath.
“You need to get used to having my dick down your throat, sweetheart. You know your mouth is yet another sexy hole for me to fuck.” He had one finger inside of my pussy while the other hand was holding him up.
I love it when he tells me what to do. Drives me wild. And you know I’ll say anything when his dick is inside of me.
He pulled himself from my mouth and flipped my tanned body around.
“Arch your back. Put your pussy up where I can see it.”
I did as he demanded and felt his lips sopping up my feminine wetness. His tongue was doing the long strokes up and down and all around. I moaned for him to fuck me.
I didn’t take long. I reached down between my legs and massaged my clit while he pounded me. “I want to cum together, baby,” I insisted.
But I couldn’t hold back any longer. The swirl of ecstasy started in my pussy and worked its way up my body until it reached my ears. My body quivered and earthy moans poured out of my mouth. “Good girl,” he said but he wasn’t done yet.
His dick grew bigger, my pussy tightened around him and I arched my back even more. “I love smelling like your dick, baby.” I said referring to yesterday’s dirty talk.
That turned him on, but still fell just a little short of helping him climax.
“Actually, I just love smelling like dick. Any dick.”
And just like that he grew 3 inches, moaned loudly and burst inside of me. “You fucking whore, you.”