Husband sweetly kisses wife's forehead ~ MarriageHeat

Ode to My Husband!

‘The ONE who breaks open The Way will go up before them; they will break through the gate and go out. Their KING will pass through before them, the LORD at their head.’ – Micah 2:13


Ours is a special kind of love, rare you might say: the LORD at our head, the kind of love you definitely won’t find every day. But there in the dusty hills of Africa, my tall surfer husband found me when I was at my absolute lowest. I was the lonely foreign missionary, and Timothy, the breath of fresh air. He was everything I didn’t know I needed. The LORD used Timothy to bring the smile and the laughter back into my life. My husband has always encouraged me to be who I want to be and not conform to what society expected of me. I gained new confidence in my mission work, in my writing, and ultimately in my sexuality.

 In recent weeks, I started feeling very low again, not knowing how to pick myself up from the heap of a workaholic mess I’ve become. In comes my husband and gently starts to make me focus on that which is important, that which makes me happy, that which makes us happy and makes us function better as human beings and as a couple. My husband’s faith is amazing, and I cannot help but believe in better days to come because I have the greatest encourager by my side.

Timothy and I have always considered ourselves blessed beyond measure because we are so compatible sexually. This made it seem we were the perfect fit for each other, and years later, that is still the case.

So let me set the scene of how making love to my husband made me feel alive again and gave me the breakthrough I needed:

My system broke down. I couldn’t keep up with the pace of life I had set for myself, so I crashed and burned out severely. I woke up one morning finding myself in a hospital bed, not really able to explain how I got there. In walked my beautiful husband, with his cheeky smile. As I opened my eyes, I heard the words, “Do you love me?” All I could muster up was a nod of my head. As Timothy bent down to kiss my forehead, I felt myself starting to feel aroused. The wanting for my husband was alive and well within me, and now all I wanted to do was get home so that I can “be” with my husband.

Almost four hours later, my doctor gave the go-ahead; I could go home. I clutched my husband’s hand so tightly because I knew in him the FATHER had given me the most beautiful gift, and tonight, it was about to be given to me anew.

The drive home was just breathtakingly beautiful; the rain on the car windows and the shadows of the clouds gave the promise of a new day. My body was still in tremendous discomfort, but the thought of my husband making love to me gave me a renewed hope that everything would be more than okay.

Timothy helped me out of the car and into the house. He brought me a small portion of food and set all my medication out for me. I couldn’t help but get teary-eyed as I watched this tall beautiful man attend to my every need.

We eventually made it up the staircase, and Timothy helped me make my way to the bed. He kissed my forehead again and asked me if I needed anything. I told Timothy to stay close to me because all I needed was him.

Timothy helped me out of my clothes. As he gently started to kiss my lips, he said, “Don’t scare me like that again.” 

We kissed some more, and I felt sure that Timothy wanted to make love to me as much as I wanted to make love to him. He started kissing my naked shoulders, and all I could do was stand there and receive the love my husband has for me. I lifted my left nipple up so that Timothy could put his perfect lips around it and suck to his heart’s content. I was so aroused, and my husband’s reactions to my advances were unspoken and just beautiful.

Timothy laid my tired, almost broken body on the bed, and I watched my smiling husband get naked. He looked at me and said, “Babe, are you sure want to do this now?”

I just nodded my head emphatically, not willing for anything to keep me from the profound beauty of having my husband go inside of me.

Now, Timothy was completely naked, and his dark, veiny cock stood erect and ready to bless my aching body. He gently kissed me some more as I used all my strength to reach out and touch him.

Timothy mounted me and gently slid his cock into my now very wet, swollen pussy. Slowly, he made his way until I felt completely engulfed by him. I began to feel really alive, my husband serving as the life source. His prayers had sustained me for the last few days, and now his lovemaking gave me the breakthrough I so desperately needed.

With my husband all inside of me, the weight of his body made me feel safe. The feel of his firm butt under my hands brought a familiar feeling, and the breath of his mouth so close to mine told me my lover was there to take care of my every sexual need.

I encouraged Timothy to continue thrusting into me, and as he picked up the pace, in and out, I could feel myself edging closer and closer to the orgasm I so desperately wanted and needed. Timothy pushed that much harder, and his cock remained the familiar steel that brings me elation, time and time again. As Timothy found the perfect rhythm, I could tell I wasn’t far from a beautiful orgasm. 

Timothy said, “Are you ready to cum, babe?”

I asked Timothy if we could cum together, and he responded with a resounding yes. Instantly, I knew my beautiful husband would make everything okay again. I encouraged Timothy by digging my nails into his butt, feeling his body twisting and shaking as he got closer to reaching climax. I let him know that I was ready to cum, and almost in slow motion, my orgasm took over all my senses. My whole body started to go into a state of bliss as I felt my husband shaking and jerking inside my pussy. 

“Leah, I love you! I love you, baby!” came from Timothy’s mouth as he climaxed inside of me. He emptied all of himself into me, and I began to feel a tremendous amount of peace.

Timothy gasped for breath as he almost collapsed on me. The weight of my husband’s body made me feel so secure, and my entire body tingled from our breakthrough-together orgasm. He kissed me and softly told me that everything would be okay.

I love this husband of mine; I cherish these moments where I realize afresh how blessed I am to have such an amazing lover who encourages me to live my sexuality to its fullness with him.

As Timothy settled next to me, I buried myself in his warm embrace. With a prayer on my lips and gratitude in my heart, I knew this was where I am meant to be. My husband is the most amazing lover, and he just grows sweeter every day.

The rest is still unwritten…

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