Oven Heat – My husband Came Up Behind Me
Kitchen Heat – There was Heat in My Oven
The other day I was in the kitchen baking. I was wearing a sundress…that’s It, just the sundress–no bra, no panties. My husband came up behind me and gave me a big hug. His hands went immediately to my tits. While he kissed the back of my neck, he massaged and squeezed them, making sure to roll my nipples between his thumb and finger. Mmmm mmmm. I love having my tits played with. I have nice big sensitive nipples that stay hard most of the time. He wasn’t ready to stop there, though. He sat down on the floor in front of me and put his head up my dress. His tongue found my bald pussy in short order. As soon as his tongue touched my clit, my knees buckled. I leaned on the countertop for support. Let me tell ya, my husband knows how to eat pussy! I began to massage my tits and squeeze my hard nipples. I pulled them out of the top of my dress. As my husband worked my pussy, I worked my boobs–a little rub here, and a squeeze there. I tugged on my nipples. At just the right moment, having my nipples pulled can push me over the edge.
I was very wet and very horny at this point. I wanted to be totally naked. I just had to be naked! I quickly pulled my dress over my head. There I was, in our kitchen, completely naked, with my husband’s face buried between my legs. My knees were going weak; I was having trouble standing. I continued to rub my tits and pull on my nipples. I even brought one of my very hard nipples to mouth. They were hard and stiff, standing at attention begging for a tongue to put them at ease. I sucked as much of my boob into my mouth as I could. Mmmm, delightful! I was fully aware that I was facing the window with the curtains open, but I didn’t care at that moment. I was lost in intense pleasure. Anyone walking by the house at that moment would have gotten an eye-full, but my inhibitions were lost to the strong orgasm that was building between my legs. The mail lady could appear in our driveway any minute, but I didn’t care. I was too close to cumming. My eyes were closed, and my moaning was getting louder and louder. “Oh, hon, that feels so good. Eat it…eat my pussy and make me cum. Oh hon, you make my pussy feel ooooh good!” By this point, I was grinding my pussy into his face. I grabbed the back of his head and jammed it into me. “Oh, I cumming…I’m cumming hon.” I was bucking against his face; riding his face like there was no tomorrow. My moans had turned into screams. I was in ecstasy. I cried out in pleasure…intense pleasure…the “roll-your-eyes-in-the-back-of-your head” kind of pleasure. My orgasm seemed to last forever. Wave after wave of delightfulness washed over me. I thought it was never going to end.
It wasn’t. My husband plunged a finger into me. Then two. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. His fingers made contact with my spot, what I call the “GOOD” spot. It was very good! I came again. Hard! I was making so much noise, I think I could have woken the dead! My husband expertly worked my clit while his fingers probed my inner sweetness.
He had me get up on the island. I laid back and let him continue to have his way with me. My legs were spread as wide as they could go. I grabbed his hands and put them on my breasts. He kneaded my big tits like bread dough. I love when he does that. I came again. I was squealing in delight. I wrapped my legs tightly around the back of his head and held him prisoner. My pussy was the captor. And there was no way she was going to let him go!
My husband then had me get on all fours. Being on the island gave him easy access to my still dripping wet pussy that was on fire for any touch. I started to rock rhythmically back and forth against his tongue. His nose acted like a tiny cock, teasing the entrance of my pussy. He ran his tongue up the entire length of my lips. He plunged it into my waiting cunt and then slid it down to my hard little clit. A few times he went even farther and licked around my tiny asshole. OH, MY!! It sent shivers through my body. My big tits swung back and forth as I fucked his tongue (actually, it was more like I was fucking his whole face!). My husband loves the look of my tits swinging freely. It’s one of the reasons he loves the doggy style so much. My tits hang, they swing, they bounce. They swing like Newton’s cradle.
Had the mail lady approached our walk way at that moment, she would have gotten quite the eye-full! But I didn’t care. Funny how you can lose all inhibition when in the throes of pleasure! I just didn’t care one iota. There was no way I was going to stop; no way I could stop. I wanted this. I needed this. Besides, we were only doing what every other husband and wife do in the privacy of their home. She would know. She would understand. Perhaps it would bring to mind times she shared with her husband. Maybe he would get lucky as soon as she got home. Glad I could help sir. ☺
It hit me again. One final wondrous orgasmic convulsion…one final intense euphoric delight. I was having trouble breathing. I was making animalistic grunting sounds. I was loud. I was shaking all over. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. It was strong. It was powerful. It filled me from head to toe. I collapsed in the crumpled heap of sheer exhaustion on the island. I couldn’t move. I was completely spent. Devoid of all strength and energy. Oh, did I feel good!!! That’s the kind of weakness that every woman craves. Orgasm after orgasm to consume the energy from every fiber of my body…that’s the kind of work out I will gladly submit to any day!
There was still more “work” to be done. My husband’s love muscle was flexing in anticipation. But that’s a story for another day…
Whoa! Can’t wait for the next chapter.
I loved your story, but I must be honest that the first part was the sexiest. I just love the idea of my wife being sexy. Not wearing underwear. Being available for my mouth. There is something that our wives do that says, “I want to be loved by you!” I think there is NOTHING more sexy to a man that to have a wife whose actions says, “I want you.”
Agreed.
WOW! Thank you Bootylicious. Keeping your husband well fed does have it’s rewards doesn’t it? Lol.
Wow!! That was one of the hottest stories i have ever read! Excellent writing too- very sexy! Can’t wait to hear more!!
O Bootylicious – that was absolutely amazing. As I’m reading this (just after 10pm) – I am anticipating sex with my beautiful wife in a little while – so I was already very horny. Still, the description of him getting to your pussy under your dress in the kitchen got me rock hard in light speed! The whole thing was so hot. The feast you described was rightfully taking place in the kitchen! Pun intended. You get off on the same things my wife gets off on. She is my smorgasbord. When she is getting played with in her pussy, asshole, and boobs simultaneously – she goes off with intense orgasms. I love hanging on for the ride and feel her power and excitement. She is my thrill ride at that moment. Your story stirred me greatly! She already laid out 3 clean up towels by the bed for later tonight. They will be very wet when we are done! Would I have been ready without your story tonight? Frankly…yes. Yet, I know I will cum out of the gate tonight with a spark of energy that will make our night even better. Thank you for the inspiration Bootylicious. I always like your stories and comments my friend. God bless you and your husband! LH
Hot hot, I think Jake enjoys eating me out almost as much as I enjoy it 🙂
Take care
There just something about seeing your wife pouring her love for you in the food she makes. And there is something about the easy access the husband haves when their wife is wearing a dress.
Put the two together and you pretty much get some sort of variation of this EXTREMLY HOT STORY!
Bootylicious, I salute your storytelling! This was awesome and hot! I loved it and I’m pretty sure the wife will remember many of her own attacks in the kitchen 🙂
Thanks for sharing and God bless you both!
And don’t leave us hanging, we know you didn’t leave your Hon hanging so share what happened next! 🙂
(Hopefully the food doesn’t get ruined) 😉
That was so very hot, Mmmmmm makes me feel hungry, but not for food
Damn so hot made me wet I was rubbing my very wet pussy to your story we need more like it.