Tease

I have this thing I love to do to my husband. I don’t think he is aware that I do it on purpose, but when I do, it is some of the best sex we have. This story is about an especially fond memory.

It was Friday evening, around six. I had dropped the kids off at my parents for dinner and was on the way home when the thought first came to me. It had been awhile since we had some alone time, even longer since we had the whole house to ourselves. We were both pretty horny, so it didn’t take long after I got home before things progressed to the bedroom.

I had a plan, so I took control quickly. I got out of my top and jeans with some welcome help. Soon after, I tossed aside my bra and panties too. I could see from the bulge in his jeans that he wanted to be free.

He unbuttoned, and I pushed his pants and boxers down in one motion. Before he could make a move, I pushed him onto the end of the bed and took hold of his manhood. I had convinced him the week before to get his dick and balls waxed, so I was very much looking forward to this.

I started off licking slowly up the underside of his swelling member. When I reached the top, I wasted no time and wrapped my lips around the head. Slowly and firmly, I pushed my lips down his smooth shaft, taking as much of him as I could. As I pulled slowly back, keeping my tongue firmly pressed to his cock, I gently massaged his smooth balls. His head rolled back and he let out a low groan of pleasure. He was totally at my mercy. My plan was going perfectly.

I’ve come to learn the signs when he is getting close to climax. So the thing I do is this: I pleasure him until he is almost to orgasm, then stop and make up some excuse to leave for a few minutes. I keep doing this until he gets so worked up that… well, you’ll see.

I worked my mouth expertly up and down his dick, which was now rock hard and sporadically twitching. He was getting closer and asked if we could switch to intercourse. I answered him by sucking him even harder and faster. He wasn’t going to get what he wanted just yet. I sensed his breathing quicken and knew that he was nearing the brink.

Suddenly, I dropped his cock from my mouth and blurted out, “I totally forgot to switch the clothes to the dryer! Stay here. I’ll be right back, I promise.” I got up stark naked and hurried out the door, leaving him with an unfulfilled look on his face.

I waited about three minutes before I came back in to find him patiently and eagerly awaiting my return. He had his shirt off finally (I didn’t give him a chance earlier). The time alone allowed his penis to drop down to about half mast. When he stood up to approach me, I saw it stiffly waving about. I swallowed the temptation to fuck him off right then and there. Instead, I held firm to the original plan. He tried to direct me onto the bed, but I insisted that we pick up where we left off.

This time, I told him to get all the way onto the bed and get comfortable. Then I knelt on the bed next to him and got back to sucking him off. I licked his dick sloppily a few times to get it slick with saliva. Next, I gave him a few quick pumps with my hand.

In no time, he grew hard again. He ran his fingers through my hair as I bobbed up and down. I let his dick go for a moment to work it with my hands. His hairless shaft felt so smooth against my palm as it moved effortlessly up and down the length. The low moans from his slightly open mouth told me he was glad he listened to me.

I noticed precum flowing onto my hand and knew he was going to lose it–and soon. So I stopped, my hand still firmly grasping him.

“I’m so sorry! I just remembered. I told my friend we could meet for drinks tonight. I just need to send her a quick text to cancel, so she’s not waiting on me.” I let him go, then rushed out of the room. When I sneaked a look back at him, his face showed utter confusion about this situation. So far so good!

This time I waited five very long minutes before I returned. All this action had me getting worked up too. I hoped my plan wouldn’t take much longer. I came back into the bedroom and found him right where I left him. He stared at the ceiling, bobbing his head back and forth as if quietly singing a song to himself. His manhood had softened and lay limp on his abdomen.

“Hey, stud! Sorry about the wait. I had a message from my parents that I had to answer too.”

“Everything okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, just a question about vegetables. You losing steam there?” I kidded him, motioning between his legs.

“No way! I’m ready to go. You know, you have been doing all the work so far. How about you let me do some for you?” He was so sweet, but that wasn’t the plan.

I replied, “I just really want to make this all about you right now. Relax. That smooth cock is really a huge turn on.”

I got back on the bed and started the same way I did before. Going slow for a minute, I felt his manhood quickly growing again inside my mouth. Then I picked up the pace. Once again, I had his dick hard and could taste more precum as he quickly built toward release. I was dripping wet, too. I rubbed my clit urgently as I lavished him with pleasure.

He must have felt some intense pressure by this time. I had to be careful here. Too much and I might send him over the edge. His breathing was loud and heavy. His whole body squirmed under my control. I got ready for my move, desperately hoping this would do it. I felt close to losing my resolve.

I suddenly jerked my head up. “Oh, my God! I can’t believe this! I totally meant to put the casserole in the oven. We have nothing to eat tonight. It will just take a moment. I promise. When I get back, I’ll take care of this.” I rolled off the bed and started for the door. I heard his foot hit the floor, and his hand grabbed my wrist. I got him!

“Just where do you think you are going!?” He firmly pulled me back, spinning me around to face him. I shot him a coy smile. “Oh, I see! You think this is funny, getting me all worked up over and over again?”

“Yeah, kind of.”

Gripping me in his arms, he tossed me over onto the bed. Goosebumps covered my skin, and a tingle climbed up my spine. This was what I had been waiting for. This was the moment he became so overwhelmed with desire that he had to have me immediately. Lying there on my back, I giggled a little at his expression. His eyes stared at me intently with lust.

“Whatcha doing, big man?” I asked teasingly.

He said nothing. He threw my legs up on his chest and firmly grasped my hips with his strong hands, pulling me towards the edge of the bed. I felt his swollen head press up against my vagina as he lined himself up. My giggles were cut short by a gasp as he plunged his full length into me all at once. The suddenness of feeling him deep inside me caught me off guard, and I was in heaven. Now I was totally at his mercy.

I felt him pull back, the silky smoothness of his shaft enhancing the euphoria spreading inside me. Then he thrust back in hard, pulling my hips toward him as he did. He did it again, and again. He pounded into me fiercely with one overwhelming thought: to fuck me senseless. Each time he pushed in, I felt his animal-like lust for me, and I knew he wouldn’t be much longer. Suddenly, a random thought crossed my mind.

I lifted my head and attempted to speak in between his thrusts, “Wait…I want…to see…you…cum…on me.” I’d worked hard to get him this built up, and I wanted to witness the results.

His pace slowed down for a moment as he processed this request. A moment later, he pulled out of me and started pumping his cock over my abdomen. I quickly began to rub my clit as I watched him masturbate. Staring intently at the head, I waited for the moment. I could feel my own orgasm building as his breathing intensified.

“That’s it baby! Cum for me. I want to see you cum.”

That little bit of encouragement put him over the edge. I saw his muscles tense as he pumped faster. Then suddenly he came. The first shot erupted from his cock and flew somewhere past my head. He let out a loud groan as the second string of cum stretched over my whole stomach.

That did it for me. I let out a moan as my orgasm hit. But I never took my eyes off his dick. As the waves washed through me, I watched him push more cum out of his pulsing member. It covered my pelvis. I reached up and gently cupped his smooth balls as if to coax more out of him.

His breathing slowed as he came down from his high. The last drop of his cum oozed out of his spent member. We both looked down my body at the massive load he had slathered on me. I smiled, and we both laughed a little at the sight.

“Nice job, baby.”

“That was incredible” he replied. “Agonizing, but incredible. Hold on; I’ll get a towel to clean you up.” After we wiped up a bit, he gave me a long slow kiss.

“I love you so much, hon. You’re amazing, and I don’t know how I got so lucky to have such a sexy wife.” He started to get dressed in his gym shorts and white T. “You coming?” he asked.

“You go ahead; I want to rest here a bit and then freshen up,” I told him. He smiled and headed out.

I lay there thinking how awesome that was. But somehow I wasn’t yet satisfied. I needed more of him, and next time I wanted to feel him cum inside me. A smile spread across my lips as new plans started to form.

But that story will have to wait for another day.