Oral Gifts
Her head bobbed slowly up and down, and her tongue bathed every inch of my cock, balls, and perineum below. I played with her hair and whispered encouragement while she hummed contentedly and made me thankful I was a man.
Sucking my cock was her first sexual act with me, or anyone for that matter. In the months of abstinence before our wedding, she’d confessed that she had heard some of her friends talking about it and had become both aroused and enthralled at the idea.
Some time after we married, she also confessed that she had watched several videos to get some pointers. All the better for me. Her skills were impeccable.
We did have sex on our wedding night, but that was much later and even into the early morning of the next day. On the drive to our hotel, she’d slithered seductively across the bench seat and whispered that, as sacred as her vaginal virginity was, her oral virginity was just as important, so and she wanted to give me that first. Neither I nor my cock had a problem with that idea.
After we arrived at the hotel, she asked me to shower first so that she could take her time getting ready for me. I did, and after an hour or so, she came out of the bathroom. I think my heart stopped for a second. I know my breathing did.
She was ever the prim and proper Sunday school teacher, and I had never seen any skin below her neck or above her knees. To say that I was shocked at the vision that now stood before me would have been a gross understatement.
She was wearing, (as she would later tell me,) a valentine lacey babydoll in a color that perfectly contrasted her milky skin. My mouth went dry. She bashfully looked between the floor and me, definitely wanting to hear what I thought of how she looked.
When I finally found my voice, I told her that she was the most beautifully seductive and erotic feast for the eyes I had ever seen. That made her smile.
As she slowly started walking over to me, my eyes went up and down her body trying to memorize every detail, and I made a mental note to never get used to the sight of her.
When she reached me, I went to touch her but she backed up a step and spoke, “I’m never going to try and tell you what to do again, but will you let me lead this first time?”
I put my hands down and nodded my assent. She smiled again, then took one of the pillows from the bed and placed it onto the floor between my open legs. Then she dropped to her knees on the pillow and pulled me in for a kiss. It was scorching and I wouldn’t soon forget it.
She smiled again, then slipped the straps from her shoulders, and I saw her bare breasts for the first time. Oh my God. They were beautiful. She seemed to like my reaction. She stretched up, kissed my lips again, then started leaving a damp trail down my neck, over my chest, the middle of my torso, until I felt her chin on my cock.
She looked up at me with that contact. She seemed a little nervous and there was a little bit of uncertainty in her eyes, but she ran both hands up my legs and hesitated one last time.
“My dear husband, you’ve had my heart for a very long time, and now you will have my body.”
With that, one of her hands moved to cup my balls, the other grasped the base of my shaft, and her mouth enveloped my head. Holy shit.
“Oh my God, baby,” was all I could say.
She found my hands with hers and moved them across her shoulders, then up to her head before moving her own back to my cock.
I gently played with her hair while her head bobbed slowly up and down. Exquisite pleasure rocked through me and I fought the urge to thrust. She started humming at some point and I gritted my teeth trying to hold on as long as I could, but her delicate wet mouth was doing me in.
With shaky breath and broken words I told her I was close. She gave a long lick from bottom to top and said, “Giving you my mouth means giving you my mouth. Let me have all of you.” She engulfed me again, and I couldn’t help but thrust a little.
She placed her hands on top of my thighs, moved her lips to my head, and I lost all composure. I don’t know how much I came, but I heard her swallow three times, and I wanted to melt into her.
When I finally finished, she rose from her knees, wiped her lips, and smiled. My first instinct was to take her into my arms release all of my passion in a frenzied haze, but I knew what this moment meant to her, and what she had just given me.
So instead, I rose and kissed her. What followed was a deliberate effort to make sure she knew how much I appreciated her gift. I saved the area between her legs for last, and when I made to her inner thighs, she laced her fingers in my hair and pulled me in.
I had never tasted anything so deliciously erotic. I was captivated. Her scent touched something in my brain and though I had been aroused before, what I felt now was akin to intoxication.
Driven by my own need along with her cries of joy, I allowed my tongue to explore every fold. Her sounds became desperate and, wanting to give her what she had given me, I increased my efforts until I was rewarded with her release.
With cuddles and tears, we spent the next hour in each other’s arms. I’ll never forget that night.
Absolutely beautiful!!
Thank you!
Very sexy story KM! I think it was very well-written too. I can relate to those feelings of intoxication due to sexual pleasure with my Melody. Your story was so relatable as well. Thank you!
I gotta add that non-believers (& some believers too) would be surprised at how passionate Christian marriages can be.
Thanks LM! They certainly can be hot. I believe that Christian married sex is the hottest there is.
K.M., I loved reading this. It's such a beautiful story to imagine in my mind. The first time of ever even seeing her.
I can't say that when M. And I got together for the first time that I was a virgin no I wasn't the first time I ever went down on a man. But I love the thought of her wanting to be the giver of pleasure. The contrast of Innocence and vixen.
I don't think it's any secret that I'm attracted to other women. And I guess I should confess that there's many times where I might find myself waiting in the airport or a medical office or another woman comes in who looks prim and proper and then fighting my imagination wondering what they would be like in the bedroom. But their fingers or lips would look like wrapped around a hard cock.
Or approaching in a seductive manner almost like a huntress approaching its prey.
The fact that the girls were talking about the experience intriguing her, is something I can relate to with my girlfriends talking about different experiences and wanted to try them myself.
And when you played with her hair and talked to her made my lip quiver. Another thing I could relate to and will play with my hair and his gentle talk praising me, filling my ears with reassurance.
And then to other times with his grip will be so tight on my hair forcing my head down over his shaft as he speaks roughly to me and I back to him the same way.
It's never grown old and even approaching 70 I still find it such a turn-on.
Thank you so much for writing this. I'm going to go show it to M. Now of course. I truly do feel in the mood to be on my knees and my mouth filled right now thank you for your story.
Lady L.❤️💋
Thanks Tutchh! Your comments are sexy; from the gentleness and reassurance to the rough and desperate giving and taking. It’s all beautiful. And may I offer a most respectful tip of the hat to you and M for being so passionate. I think so many couples give up on sex, but you guys are still going strong.
I’m glad my story made your lip quiver 😉
Hello, to the writer of this story I was told by my wife Lady L. To send you a thank you. She is currently on her knees servicing me. So thank you my man. You got her motor going and I'm the beneficiary. She called me in the house dressed in bra and panties.
Took me by the hand walked me to the living room handed me her phone and told me to read then reply. unbuckled my belt pulled down my pants and had me sit.
It's quite often that we will read these stories together and the sex is always great afterwards.
M.
Oh my…what a wonderful compliment and visual. I’m glad I could help 😉
What a beautifully delightful story. Well told, romantic, erotic and sweet. Thanks for sharing this KM
Thank you Britbloke! I’m glad you enjoyed my story!
Great story, it's was very sexy and hot. My wife enjoys giving me head and it sounds like you do as well. Do you always swallow?
My wife never had a problem swallowing. It wasn’t something I asked for, it was just something she did.
Beautiful story, KingdomMan. Sometimes I really prefer the tender, selfless stories of love to the wild and impassioned ones. Perhaps my wedding night will go down this way! I assume at least one of us would be going down! 😜
Thanks LLL! The tender, passionate moments are definitely important. They are a soft and gentle way to show your love and selflessness. I also think they strengthen the agape love that is supposed to bind the husband and wife together.
That being said, a good marriage, ( I think), is probably a mixture between these tender moments and others that are perhaps a little more raw, be those quickies or extended nights of sweaty bodies writhing together in need.
And as far as your wedding night goes…I hope you take turns going down 😉