Giving

Among other things, I’m a hopeless romantic. All things considered, it’s actually an odd fit with my personality. While not a fan of all things ‘chick flick’, there are certain movies and songs that make me cry. Every single time. I’ve accepted this about myself, but it’s not something I share. The hopeless romance also applies to my sex life.
While there’s something raw, primal, and passionate about fucking with reckless abandon, sometimes I need something more. You could say making love might fit the bill, and it does, but occasionally, there’s a need deeper than that. Sometimes there’s a part of me that only wants to give; to share a piece of my soul that that only seeks to convey my deepest emotions, love, and care; to be sensual in a way that words cannot describe, and sex cannot satiate.
This particular Saturday morning, I was feeling all of that. My wife had gone down for her run, and as I sat at the table, tears dripped into my coffee. Overcome with my need for what I consider the deepest level of intimacy, I set about making a plan. It would start with breakfast. I knew how much time I had, so I quickly gathered all the ingredients and put together my wife’s culinary favorites.
She came up just as I was setting the table and asked, “What’s all this?”
I simply embraced her and said, “I’m just in the mood to pamper my love.”
She smiled, and as I pulled out her chair, she said, “Well, by all means—pamper me.” After fixing her plate and joining her, we enjoyed our meal and some delightful conversation. I reveled in her expressions, the sound of her voice, and her animated way of talking.
She finally caught me staring and said, “What?”
“Nothing, baby, I just love you.” With that, I cleared the table and told her it was time for part 2. She looked intrigued and offered no resistance when I took her by the hand.

I led her to the bathroom where I drew her a bath. While it was filling, I lovingly and carefully undressed her. I’m sure she thought we were about to have sex, but I had no such intentions. After undressing myself and checking the water, I stepped in and guided her in with me. I then proceeded to gently wash her from head to toe, taking special care to massage her scalp and just enjoy the feeling of skin on skin. I thoroughly cleaned her and enjoyed the sounds of contentment she made, but I wasn’t intentionally or overtly sexual. Once she was clean, it was time for part 3.

Retrieving a razor and her cream, I proceeded to shave her. It’s not a kink, but I find this to be extremely intimate. With great care and gentleness, I shaved under each arm, then smoothed each of her gorgeous legs. Her pussy was next, and as I helped her to the edge of the tub, I stole a kiss and whispered my love. Then, with extreme care, I gently guided the razor over her most intimate parts, luxuriating in the look and feel of her beautiful femininity. I could feel her eyes on me as I did this, and no words were necessary to communicate what we felt in that moment.

With that done, I kissed her once again and led her to the bed. Her eyes conveyed willingness, but it was time for part 4. I spread a large towel and had her lay face down. Taking her favorite massage oil, I began at her fingers and lovingly worked my way up each arm. Then, straddling her backside, I worked all the tension I could out of each shoulder and then gently down her back. Her coos of contentment made me smile as I continued over her glutes and down each leg.

Turning her over, I tried to express my heart through my hands as I worked over her breasts and down her belly. I skipped her mons and went to her feet. Giving the same attention to each one, I slowly made my way up her legs. Finally reaching her pussy, I was careful not to penetrate her but rather work my fingers thoroughly around her lips and perineum.

I knew she was aroused, and I wanted that, but only for her. It was time for me just to give. Starting again at her feet, I kissed, licked, and nipped my way up excruciatingly slowly. Her whimpers and whispered pleas were music to my ears as I did everything I could to draw out this pleasure. When I reached her inner thighs, I was greeted by the intoxicating aroma of her feminine charm. She gently raised and lowered her hips in invitation, and I smiled as I approached her lovely core. Her knees were raised and wide in anticipation of my tongue, and I didn’t keep her waiting anymore.

When my lips made contact with hers, she moaned loudly and simply said, “Please, baby.”

I reveled in her sounds and scent as I made love to her with my tongue. Her climax was approaching, so I closed my lips on her clit and used my practiced skills to send her over the edge. Rewarded with her cries and a gush of her sacred fluids, I carefully cleaned her with my mouth. Easing her knees to the bed and covering her with a sheet, I basked in her warm afterglow. My need was sated.

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7 replies
  1. starlight says:

    beautiful, just beautiful! I'm sure this is what most women dream of and crave, even once in a while (at least I do!). Its not just the sexual elements, but that feeling that you are connecting to your man at a soul level, in a way that is unique to both of you, I know that for me, my sense of security and completeness comes from that, as well as the ability to completely let go sexually. Thank you for expressing something really special and divine which I hope many couples aspire to, definitely put a smile on my face as I begin a cold winter day! keep up the incredible writing!

  2. LovelyLonelyLady says:

    That was so moving and sweet. I admit, it's pretty rare to hear about men who are that sensitive, selfless, and in tune with their emotions, but I think it's great. We need more of that. I know many wives who just don't feel cared for by their husbands, and it breaks my heart. I pray your wife sees and appreciates that aspect of your character and being. You and she are in my prayers.

  3. Ron33 says:

    I have done this for my wife too. I LOVE giving to her and I don't expect to get something back. I just want her to lay back and enjoy! She is reluctant to let me do this for her though.

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