Blowjob coupons

It was just a novelty store gag gift (no pun intended). A blowjob coupon book. Before my best friend’s anniversary, I bought her one to surprise her husband with. She had previously confided in me that she would go down on her husband as a appetizer for intercourse, but very rarely as the main course, so to speak. Just try it, I insisted, he’ll absolutely love it. But the rule is, I advised her, that when he presents a coupon, she must readily and willingly render her oral services.

A week later she glowingly shared her experiences with me which made me all hot and bothered, so I shared them with my husband which, of course, aroused his inner fellacionado. Then he suggested I share them with the MarriageHeat community. So here I am back again, and here’s her story through my own orally erotic recollection:

I slipped that little coupon book you gave me into an anniversary card and left it for my husband to find in the morning. He usually heads out to work before I even make it into the kitchen for my coffee, but he was still sitting at the breakfast table when I came in that morning. He glanced down at the coupons with a quizzical grin. I gave him a kiss and asked how he liked liked my anniversary gift this year. He replied with a hesitant question – Could he redeem one right now?

My first thought was – Really? Already? I haven’t even had my morning coffee yet – but instead I just smiled and got down on my knees on the kitchen floor. Why not? It was the rule, after all. I placed my hand in his crotch and realized that he was already hard. I imagined that he had just been sitting there at the kitchen table fantasizing about getting a morning blowjob. I slowly unzipped his trousers and fumbled around a bit pulling his stiff cock out of his boxers and through his fly. His erection protruded proudly before my eyes. I glanced up at him with an approving look and he just kept grinning ear to ear like a Cheshire cat.

I leaned over and kissed the tip of his penis and then took the swollen head between my lips and began sucking in earnest. To be honest, the spontaneity of the moment and the urgency of his desire had me a bit aroused too. I felt a wet heat emerging between my legs as I slurped sloppily on his his knob. His breathing soon quickened. I could feel his hot pulse throbbing through the veins of his erection against my tongue. He was so horny I knew he wouldn’t last much longer. I devoured his cock ravenously as my desire grew hotter. Something felt so primal about kneeling in front of my husband on the kitchen floor dutifully yet enthusiastically performing fellatio on him.

I wanted to make him come. I wanted to give him the intense pleasure he so desired. I wanted his cock to release in a pulsating climax deep in my mouth. I could not remember the last time I felt so aroused while going down on him. Soon he let out a guttural groan as he passed the point of no return. His engorged glans pressed against the roof of my mouth and began to spew his hot semen onto my upper palate. His salty load filled my mouth and I hesitated only briefly before deciding to go ahead and swallow it with a single gulp.

I held his sensitive cock in my mouth and continued gently suckling it as his boner subsided. When I finally let his wet spent member slip from between my lips and peered up at him, the look on his face was a mix of amazement and adoration. Although I was still aroused from the intimate passion of the act, I was oddly satisfied at that moment with his profound gratification. He told me how much he loved me and how much he appreciated the special anniversary gift. I stood up and ceremoniously tore one coupon out from the little book. I leaned over to give him another kiss and said I was genuinely looking forward to him redeeming the next one, but first I had to get a little coffee to go with that cream he’d just delivered.

Well, I didn’t have to wait too long. We had an anniversary dinner date planned that night, so I was dressed up and ready to go out when he got home from work. He greeted me with an unusually passionate kiss and told me how sexy I looked. I joked that he was just smitten after our impromptu tryst that morning. He confessed that he hadn’t been able to concentrate all day because of my unexpected gift. Then he sheepishly asked if he could use another coupon. Right now? I thought about my hair and makeup. Then I looked down at his crotch and saw the big bulge his eager cock was presenting and I willingly acquiesced. It was weird how much I actually wanted to suck him off again right then.

I took him by the hand and led him over to the couch. I sat down and pulled his waist toward me as I unbuckled his belt. In a blink of an eye he stood before me with his trousers and boxers down around his ankles. His fully erect cock jutted up before my face twitching with anticipation. As I cupped his balls in my hand, I glanced over at the clock and told him we still had plenty of time before our dinner reservations so I was going to savor my favorite appetizer. Then I went down on him. My fresh lipstick made a bright red ring around his thick shaft. I took my time making love to his cock with my lips, mouth and tongue. He whimpered and moaned unintelligibly as I sucked, licked and slurped salaciously on his cock. I brought him to the brink several times before he finally begged me to finish him off. He tossed his head back and thrust his hips forward when his orgasm exploded deep in my mouth. I swallowed the second load of his seed for the day with an inward grin imagining that it probably wouldn’t be the last. The night was still young and he still had coupons left. I stood up, gave him an appreciative kiss, and went to re-powder my nose.

Throughout dinner he gazed at me with puppy dog eyes. I hadn’t seen him so enamored since before we were married. It was certainly the most engaging anniversary dinner that we’d had in years. We wined and dined, laughed and reminisced, flirted and romanced late into the evening. When we returned home and pulled into the garage, I gave him a kiss and told him how much I had enjoyed our date. He took my hand in his and told me what a wonderful day I had blessed him with. Then with a dreamy expression he lowered my hand into his lap to feel his hard cock standing at full-mast again. He admitted that he had always fantasized about receiving “road head” but thought it might be safer in the privacy of our garage. Perchance, he queried, could he redeem yet another blowjob coupon? As I reached across for the lever to recline his car seat, I merely quipped that I was hoping he would ask.

I re-positioned myself sideways in my seat and rested my head on his abdomen as he reclined with his hands clasped behind his head. I still had a slight buzz from the wine, so I just closed my eyes and languidly nursed his swollen glans between my lips. I lazily rolled my tongue around the corona and flitted the loose frenulum as I gently sucked his cock. It was such a relaxing yet erotic feeling to indulge his fantasy in the car in the dark garage that I don’t know how much time passed before he placed his hand on my head to signal me of his impending release. It wasn’t a very powerful climax but it was clearly intense. His whole body shuddered as his penis began to subtly throb and weakly pump his diminished ejaculate onto my waiting tongue. He just murmured some awe-struck expression in a hushed voice.

Once we were settled in bed I figured he’d just pass out, but he surprised me by diving under the covers. He still had enough energy left to bring me to a mind-numbing orgasm with his loving mouth. It was an anniversary neither of us would long forget. After we kissed goodnight and professed our love for one another one last time for the day, he reached across me and set something on my nightstand. It’s another coupon, he whispered, so I could wake him up in a special way…