Confessions of a Horny Husband (L)

I know you are supposed to behave in church, but I blame my wife. She is just too sexy.

We sat impatiently that Sunday morning, waiting for the sermon to end.

I love my pastor and church, but my wife was practically sitting on my lap.

We had just gotten married, reluctantly coming back from our honeymoon in Maui. We did not want to return to the states. If you’ve ever been there, I don’t have to tell you why. Beautiful people, gardens, flowers, and ocean waves.

Anyway, there we were seated and ready to explode in and on each other. Thinking about her voluptuous breasts, ass, and the rest, I didn’t hear a word the pastor said.

As we were leaving, I shook his hand and said, “Great sermon!”

My wife looked at me as if to say, Yeah, right!

We arrived home and exchanged passionate kisses on the way upstairs.

Then, pushing her down on the side of the bed into a seated position, I began to pull her hotpants off. They were followed by her wet panties which I removed with my teeth.

I was about to say, “Spread those legs,” but it wasn’t necessary. My wife had already positioned herself in spreadeagle. Her wet folds stretching from thigh to thigh made my eyes widen.

“You didn’t hear that sermon either, did you?” She giggled. “Come lick me, my servant!” She whispered.

Without hesitation, I dropped to my knees. Licking her inner thighs, I began to clean up what we both started in church.

As I neared her glistening folds I heard her sweet moan. By the way, did you ever notice that the folds of your wife’s pussy resemble a flower?

Anyway, back to what I was doing. As I entered her pussy with the tip of my tongue, she said, “Fuck me with your tongue!”

“Yes, ma’am!” Thrusting in and out, I lapped her housing like a dog in heat. She wrapped her legs over my head and around my neck to pull me closer. That forced my head deeper into her flower.

Yes, I had married a very passionate woman. Her cum was now dripping down my chin. I began to rise.

As I did, she licked her cum off of my smiling face.

Are you reading this, my naughty reader? Do you feel wet like I do now? It feels like yesterday, not 18 years ago.

My member was in full erection, pulsating in her face. “Now, master, it’s my turn.”

Engulfing my member with her mouth, my wife began at the base of my dick, sucking upward to the tip. My eyes rolled back. “H..h..honey?”

“Yes?” She muffled.

“I want to fuck you.”

Releasing me with a suck and a pop, she laid back on the edge of the bed.

“What are you looking at!?” She said. “Do it.”

We fucked on the edge of the bed, doggie style, missionary, and many other positions we still love today.

What are your favorites?

Laying there that afternoon we slept until 6 pm, embracing each other. What a joy it is to be with the right person.

We still don’t remember that sermon, and I never did ask our pastor.

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8 replies
  1. Doc_Love says:

    My wife and I have spent many Sunday afternoons like this! We both love the feel of doggystyle—she will often use a vibrator in this position while I thrust my rock hard cock into her tight pussy. I love the view and the depth of penetration. Since she’s not around at the moment, I’m going to reread your story and release some sexual tension! Thanks for the inspiration.

  2. Beezie19j says:

    My wife and I used to volunteer on the media team at our church in the early days of our marriage. She would often run the slides and I was responsible for lighting. She would text me throughout the service about how horny she was. Paying attention during the sermon was always very difficult. Sunday afternoons would always be a lot of fun after it was over.

  3. possibility says:

    My wife and I have also spent many a Sunday afternoon like this.
    Oh yes, how her vulva resembles a flower. At certain times she is closed and at other times, when very horny, her petals are open and she is gaping, allowing me to see her wetness and pinkness – soooo arousing! All the senses come in here: sight, feel, taste, smell, and hearing (slurping noises when fingering, licking, and fucking). My wife has a luxurious bush of dark pubic hair which is eye catching on her mound of Venus and which directs me to her God-given, very sacred sensitive place. I am so thankful to our loving God for the way he made our bodies so we can enjoy his precious gift of sex.
    After our Sunday afternoon sessions, we would visit her parents, and it was often commented on at how happy we were!

  4. ILoveMarriage says:

    Love your post.

    "By the way, did you ever notice that the folds of your wife's pussy resemble a flower?" I sure have! We aren't allowed to post links here, so just go to any search engine and search for images of "clitoria". They are common in Southern coastal areas, and you see them inland occasionally.

    And Possibility, I especially love your comment about her petals opening and closing, and her luxurious bush. I can totally relate!

    • possibility says:

      ILoveMarriage,
      I searched for "clitoria" and just as you suggest, I could definitely relate to my wife's pussy looking very much like flower petals. There were all types of petal shapes there that looked much like the various pussy lips of a woman. I can see myself looking more intently at flower petals from now on to see which are like my wife's pussy. I am sure this will spur me to "go to her" sooner rather than later.
      Nature is wonderful. We are so blessed!

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