Making his day

I awoke to the sound of the shower running in the master bath and groggily remembered that my husband had an early meeting for work. I stumbled into the bathroom, squinting my eyes against the bright lights over the vanity. As I was finishing on the toilet, my husband turned off the water and pulled back the shower curtain. He was briefly startled because he hadn’t heard me come in, but then he leaned over and greeted me with an affectionate good morning kiss. As he stepped out onto the bath mat, I admired his fully nude, smooth and slender build. He had minimal body hair which I also found incredibly sexy. I couldn’t help but notice he was sporting a semi-erection which came within inches of my face as he reached for his towel behind me. I couldn’t resist the temptation and gave the tip of his wet penis an equally affectionate good morning kiss.

A boyish grin flashed across his face as he began drying himself off. Still seated on the toilet, I just waited and watched him with my naughty little grin. In a matter of moments, his half-hard penis had lengthened and stiffened and was now standing proudly at full mast. I asked him if he had time for a quickie blowjob. I rationalized that he couldn’t conduct his meeting with a tent in the front of his trousers. He easily conceded. Like many men, his testosterone was highest in the morning. I beckoned him toward me, grasped his stiff member in my hand and pulled him closer. I wrapped my eager lips around his shaft and got to work.

Although it wasn’t “work” at all. In fact, I always wondered why oral sex is called a blow “job” as if it were some chore. Far from it. I get immense pleasure from orally pleasing my husband. I don’t profess to have a clit in my throat or anything like that. However, the mouth is undoubtedly an extremely erogenous zone. French kisses are hot and passionate on their own. And, oral-genital contact can be simply mind numbing – whether it be fellatio or cunnilingus. There are also elements of control and surrender in oral sex. Unlike during intercourse, where us women are more passive recipients of our man’s lustful thrusting, fellatio gives me the opportunity to take a more active role in escalating the intensity my husband’s desire with my masterful tongue and lips. And when I go down to my husband, he can totally surrender to my oral ministrations and be completely consumed by his carnal desire.

I wasn’t always so open about my sexuality. I grew up in a conservative Christian family and was fairly sexually naive. Along with several of my teenage girlfriends, I took a vow of abstinence until marriage and proudly wore a purity ring throughout high school. I wasn’t entirely pure, though. I had a boyfriend who I let myself get a little carried away with while making out. Kissing soon turned into petting which then quickly escalated to heavy petting or essentially mutual masturbation. I experienced feelings that I had never felt before. However, things always ended a little too soon and much too messily. I was afraid to look too closely at his erection that remember how warm and hard it felt in my hand and how desperate he was for my touch. I remember once washing my hands afterward and realizing the irony of having his sticky, pungent semen all over my promise ring.

In college, a whole new level of worldly temptation became readily available without any parental supervision. It seemed as if everyone was having sex. Even one of my best girlfriends from high school quickly abandoned her purity ring for alcohol, frat parties, and premarital sex. I tried to resist and focus on my studies, but I found it increasingly difficult. I had a couple of brief boyfriends, but they soon became adamant that sex was not only expected but required for the relationship to continue. But finally, I met a young man who was more shy and reserved. He spent more time at the library than at the drunken parties. We dated for months before we even really kissed.

But once we kissed I was hooked. He was the most sensuous kisser. And it wasn’t long before I found out the full extent of his kissing ability. He introduced me to the ultimate kiss – cunnilingus. I was so turned on by him, by his kiss and his erotic touch, that I didn’t even have a chance to protest the first time he went down on me. The next thing I knew his exploring fingers were replaced by his exquisite tongue. He took my orgasm to a height I didn’t even know possible until then. It was a whole body experience that I felt all the way down to my curling toes. After my intense climax, I finished him off with a handjob, my forte. But it was the first time I ever gave serious thought to the possibility of sucking cock. I knew plenty of other girls that did it, but I never thought I was one of “those” girls. He was gracious and appeared unfazed that I didn’t return the oral favor. He seemed simply grateful that I provided him a much needed sexual release.

But after a few more mind-blowing sessions of his amazing oral expertise, I began to feel a little guilty that I was not reciprocating. I began looking more closely as his penis as I masturbated him. I felt its turgid inner core; I examined its engorged mushroom head, and I studied its thick veined shaft. I was fascinated by its transformation from being pliable and flaccid one moment to being erect and rock hard the next. I was even enthralled watching his ejaculation, from the first powerful spurt to the final pulsating ooze. But to take it in my mouth? I wasn’t sure I was ready for that. But as I mentioned in my previous post, it was my college roommate who encouraged me to take finally the plunge. She convinced me more rathe persuasively that if I could commit to sucking him off, I should also commit to swallowing the fruits of my labor. After all, my oral lover had not hesitated as my wet juices flowed freely onto his lips, tongue, and chin.

My first blowjob is somewhat of an obscured memory. Perhaps because I had so much anxiety about doing it. Perhaps because I don’t want to remember how poorly I did it. Or perhaps because I gagged a little as I swallowed for the first time. I am not sure why I don’t remember it more clearly. But I do know that I quickly got better at it because I had an ardent desire to pleasure him as he had pleasured me. My husband’s memory is clearer, and yes, that shy but sensuous young boyfriend in college would one day become my beloved husband. He claims that from the very moment I took him into my mouth it was transcendental. And to this day, he says he relives that unadulterated ecstasy every time I bless him with the gift of fellatio.

Although now I love to linger and relish the whole package of sights, smells, tastes and sensations while performing fellatio, I had promised him a quickie that morning. I didn’t want to make him late for his meeting. I knew from years of practice that if I concentrated on his swollen glans, sucking and licking intensely, I could bring him to orgasm quickly. His breathing soon became rapid and shallow. He held my head gently in his hands, his fingers were intertwined in my hair. I cupped his balls in my hand. His scrotum, which had earlier dangled loosely between his legs after stepping out of the warm shower, now had contracted and drawn his testicles in closer. It was another sign of his impending climax. Suddenly his fingers tightened on my scalp. His penis strained to its fullest engorged capacity and then began to throb powerfully between my lips. I felt the first hot surge of ejaculate against my tongue and then another squirted onto my upper palate. I swallowed as his warm salty semen filled my mouth. Then I ran my tongue across the tip of his sensitive penis to lick away the last drop. He released a big sigh after having held his breath during his intense early morning orgasm. “Wow” was all he could say and I felt confident that I had just made his day.

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11 replies
  1. hornyGG says:

    Very sexy story Honeysuckle. I have done the very same thing to my husband Ben many times. Ben loves morning sex and is always super horny. Keep writing! God bless and stay horny.

  2. Lovinghusband says:

    Honeysuckle: I can tell that you have made your husband's day many times over! This was so hot! Like HornyGG's husband (Ben), I wake up super horny. There is something so awesome about starting a day like you described. Don't get me wrong – I like ending a day like that, too. 🙂 Thank you! LH

  3. PacMan says:

    Hot story! I loved how you took us back in time and into your inner psyche. You brought us all into very private moments that I'm guessing not many people know about. Isn't it great how intimate you become with your spouse that even the intensely high highs become a faded memory. My first 6 months of marriage was my first 6 months of sex, so it was the best time of my life. Now 15 years later, I barely remember it… I look back at it as our "rookie" amateur experience that pales to the depth of physical & emotional intimacy we share now. I 100% agree with SL! Please write more! I love your transparency!

  4. marriedman says:

    Hands down one of the most well written stories I've read on this site. It really made me understand why my lovely does this for(to) me as well. Very insightful. Thank you very much.

  5. R Dub says:

    Thank you for sharing, you're such a gifted writer. I appreciate your familiarity with your husband's climax triggers. You are so right, it takes a lot of experience (and communication) to learn each other's bodies to that degree.
    Even though we've been married over 30 years, we've set aside two mornings each week to make love and talk about how to enrich our sex life.
    Thanks again for the very erotic thoughts.

  6. EKeith says:

    I love your story! I love giving my husband a bow job. Often I'll catch him by surprise and offer. Making him feel pleasure makes me feel amazing too! I'm glad to read that someone else understands that way of thinking. Plus I know it makes him think of me all day too!

  7. cowboybiker says:

    Though bj's are common from my wife, she has never swallowed in the 31 years we've been together. She only occasionally lets me cum in her mouth, but she ALWAYS either lets it ooze out back down around my shaft while she finishes me off or quickly retreats to the bathroom to rid her mouth of it. She says she has a low tolerance for salt and that it gags her and I wish there was a way to make things different. At least she completes the transaction but for a guy, swallowing is the ultimate compliment. 🙂

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