Oral Stress Relief
My husband stepped into the bathroom without a word and locked the door behind him. I was already in my nightgown and had just finished brushing my teeth; he was still dressed from a late night at the office. He placed his hand firmly on my shoulder and gently urged me to my knees. In an instant, I was kneeling in front of him, my face level with his belt buckle. He unzipped his fly and reached in to pull out his penis, which was already hard, thick, and purple-headed.
What happened next felt so natural and so obvious that I didn’t think twice about it. Opening my mouth, I bent forward, and let his swollen cock head slip between my lips. I wasn’t sure what had come over him, but it was kind of exciting and different. He pushed his penis deeper in my mouth, and I felt a rush. In such an aroused state, it filled my mouth completely, the tip of it brushing the back of my throat. I held it there a moment and moved my tongue against the shaft. He trembled, overwhelmed with desire.
I pulled my head back briefly, letting his shiny erection pop out of my mouth and looked up at him with a neediness in my eyes. His eyes were intense, focused, and urgent. His hand shifted from my shoulder to the back of my head—not roughly, but insistently—his fingers intertwined in my hair, pulling me back for more.
I didn’t really need any encouragement as he plunged back into my mouth. I wanted it, wanted him. Sealing my lips around his penis, I lavished it with my tongue, sucking and licking with an eager hunger rushing through my body and down to the pit of my stomach. I reeled with how exciting and pleasurable it was to be so dutifully servicing him.
I rocked back and forth on my knees, enjoying the sensation of his hard penis sliding in and out of my mouth. The slurping sound was simply lascivious. I felt a little drool on my chin, as I salivated, savoring the manly taste of him. Mapping his shaft with my tongue, I felt the veins like rivers, the thick ridge of the head, the salty slit at the tip. His penis was a living organism enveloped in the warmth of my moist mouth. I felt butterflies in my stomach and a sensual tingling between my legs. I squeezed my eyes shut as the delicious sensation of sucking him made me light-headed.
His urgency told me he was desperate to ejaculate quickly. I realized that’s what I wanted too, but not because I was ready to stop performing fellatio. No, I enjoy that way too much. I relish every sexy moment of orally gratifying him. But instead, we were both racing toward a mutual goal, that crucial moment when his life source fluid would spurt into my mouth in an orgasmic release. For him it was an exquisite, almost out of body experience, and for me it was the thrilling climactic satisfaction of a blow-job well done.
When it happened, it was no surprise; I have sucked him off more times than I could ever count. He groaned and his grip tightened in my hair, encouraging me to take him deeper as his body clenched and his penis began to twitch. I felt the engorged glans swell even bigger for a moment and then he burst in my mouth like an exploding cherry tomato when you bite down on it, squirting his juice onto my tongue. The first spurt was followed by another which felt, if anything, even more copious than the first. And now I could taste it, saline, thick, and warm. Easy to swallow. As the throbbing subsided, his remaining semen oozed out, and I gingerly licked it from the tip with my tongue.
I held his sensitive penis in my mouth as it started losing its rigidity. My lips remained wrapped around his member as its fullness diminished and became pliable enough for me to gently toy with it using my tongue. He shuddered and flinched a little from the hypersensitivity.
As I still knelt before him on the bathroom mat, I felt strangely powerful despite the fact that he had essentially just used me, and my albeit willing mouth, for his urgent sexual release. He eventually pulled his hips back slightly so his semi-soft penis slipped out of my mouth. Then he tucked it back through his fly and zipped up. My mouth felt suddenly empty without him inside it, but my lips still tingled, and the taste of him lingered on my tongue.
He helped me back to my feet and kissed me. “I’m sorry…;” they were the first words he had spoken since coming home.
I raised my finger to his lips to shush him. No words were necessary. The smoldering intensity in his eyes had dissipated. We embraced and held each other tightly, reaffirming our need for one another. God made man and woman different, but together we were whole.
Hubbie here: Honeysuckle, thank God you’re back! Eight months is just too long to endure without a story from you! OK, enough of my fawning, fan-worship. But seriously, thanks for this post. So good! Not only the story, or the action/pace/plot, or the fantastic sex, but also the glimpse into your vixen-mind!
I mean, how can we not love
* “letting his shiny erection pop out of my mouth and looked up at him with a neediness in my eyes”,
* “I didn’t really need any encouragement … I wanted it, wanted him”, and
* “I squeezed my eyes shut as the delicious sensation of sucking him made me light-headed.”
Correct me if I’m wrong but it seems you are a well-skilled and -experienced cock and cum slut (and I say that with the highest praise), and that you genuinely love cock and cum. And you know how to think about your relationship to cock and blowjobs, and how to communicate it.
I like to think I am, and feel, the same way about licking Queen’s pussy. I always hope I can pleasure her, I love to pleasure her, but at the same time, I adore licking her pussy because I adore licking pussy, and hers is magnificent! “I don’t really need any encouragement … I wanted it, wanted her”, applies to me as well.
I love being a Christian man who is “settled” about being a monogamous Horn Dog, dedicated to Queen, and I sense you are a Christian woman who is “settled” about being a monogamous Vixen. There are a good number of us here on MarriageHeat, and I appreciate the fellowship. Thanks for writing. Please, more!
Yes! Please, more!
That, to me, was an example of truly selfless love. Your complete surrender to silently acquiesce to your husband’s unspoken need of you is beyond remarkable!
Thank you for such a hot story!
May God continue to bless you both.
Okay, that was such a heart warming, mind blowing read.
I love it when couples love each other with a sense of devotion and ownership. This story says he knows you are his own, and you know he is your own.
May nothing ever come between you two to separate you, and may your love be rich and beautiful all your days.
WOW! Omg…That’s one of the hottest and most sensual accounts of a bj I’ve ever read. 🔥WOW
I agree KM, I think we might very much enjoy a reversed sequel. Please HoneySuckle, give us a story worthy of your name!
Lucky guy, sounds amazing. Unfortunately my wife won't give oral besides some licks so I will enjoy stories, sometimes watch videos of it being done and wish it was me
Lick and a promise, that all I've ever gotten. Now, after 50 years, I've given up trying. Sad.
Wow, nice! It is so nice you enjoy giving to him like that! Great story.
What a delicious story, thank you Honeysuckle (love the name btw!).
Like Hubbie above I love the description of your desire. I wish I was at home; so looking forward to being in my wife's mouth. Or her pussy in mine.
Or both.
Definitely both.
Oh, what a hot story! This is one Jim will have me read again to him, I'm sure of it! 😉 My mouth is actually a little sensitive in the jaw area after he slowly read your story (twice, actually) to me as I acted out every line of this hot piece.
My final reward for sucking two loads out of him was a serious pussy eating, ending with a very powerful grinding that left his face raw, even with my shaved muff!
Thanks again!
Very hot story! I love sucking my husband Ben's cock, and have gotten pretty good at it according to him. Thanks for sharing and stay horny my friend 😘
I seem to recall from Ben that you ARE an expert! 😉
My wife worked with another nurse who gave her husband a very intense bj. The poor/blessed chap shot his load and passed out which caused him to fall out of the bath.
Women are awesome!
Blow jobs – impossible to count. Cum in mouth – impossible to count. I have always loved Michael's cock whenever I have it in my mouth. I love the feel, the taste, when it swells, when it spasms and pulses. I love making his cock hard and I love that he lets me have his cock and his cum. Wrapping my lips around his cock and sucking him off is my way of providing him with pleasure. Pleasing him with my lips & mouth is what I love to do for him. His cock is his gift to me and I am the one that unwraps it. I can't come up with anything more intimate than accepting his cum as my gift from him, He is mine to enjoy. I ask for his cock often and he gives me what I want. You can call it submissive that he uses me for his pleasure, but being that way for him always produces rewards for me. Michael feeds me his cock so well and gives his cum to me. I lovingly and willingly pleasure my husband with loving lips, a hot, wet mouth, swirly tongue and a throat that enjoys every thrust of his cock. I find it most triumphant that I can get his cock hard and make him cum and pleasure him with what I do to him and for him. Again, he his mine to enjoy and I am his !
Everything about you is so hot Yum!!
Honeysuckle (& spouse!)~beautifully expressed of your love for your man! We are wonderfully made for each other through His design and it is a powerful thing to read the expressions of passion through this MH site!
"… these were the first words he had spoken since coming home." The whole episode: from when your husband came home, walked into the bathroom and without a word pulled out his penis, and pushed down on your shoulders so you would kneel and suck him off, to that sentence quoted above, was so hot. As a husband, I have had stressful days on the job and craved stress relief just like this when I walked through the front door of our house.
I didn't want to talk about anything or play a game. I just wanted (needed) to see and feel my wife make me the center of her universe for those few minutes. Of course my wife has had days like this, too (she teaches in a public school) and wants the same from me, without explanation. She just wants to know I am absolutely there for her however, whatever. Your telling of this story grabbed me in an unusual way. Totally hot. Totally loving. Thank you.
Honeysuckle,
I absolutely love to read and re-read your stories. I have listed them on my favorites list for convenience. You are a true artist in your writing style of such erotic oral encounters with your husband and describing, in vivid detail, the deep love you have for him.
In your stories, the meticulous way you describe his pulsating and swollen cock, the taste of his pre-cum, the sensations building to a pulsating climax, the sensual suckling and swallowing of his cum, and the post-ejaculation attention to his languishing penis are exquisitely delicious!
The passion for your husband is so evident, especially by the way you describe these intimate fellatio encounters. If only more husbands could experience this type of physical lovemaking from their wives…
I anxiously await your next story. Please don’t wait much longer!!