I was sitting on the couch in the living room when my husband walked behind me, fresh out of the shower, and naked from head to toe. I stared at his jiggling baseball butt until he turned around, flashing me with his cock. Moaning with a grin, we shared a look and he knew I was hungry for it. His dick was hard, long, and clean. He came up behind me, grabbed either side of my head with his hands, and leaned down to kiss me. He rubbed his hands down my throat, down my chest, finding my breasts and squeezing them a hard squeeze before pinching my nipples.
He left my mouth wet and licked my lips with his tongue. As he brought himself up, I arched my back toward him, letting my head fall off top of the couch. My head settled right next to his cock. I could feel it sitting next to my ear, and my husband had taken one hand to caress the other side of my face. I turned my head and opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out to lick his shaft from the tip, all the way down to his balls. His hand was holding my throat, gripping it, keeping me in place on his balls. It's his favorite.
I could feel his other hand gripping my breasts, and pinching them again. He moaned as I licked his balls up the middle, sucked them into my mouth and released them, only to lick them up again. My tongue felt around them, from the outside to the middle. Licking them stroke after stroke, sucking them into my mouth again.
I moved my mouth to the bottom of his dick, right above his balls and he pulled away slightly. I kept my tongue pressed along his dick as he brought the tip to my mouth. His fingers rubbed up my throat, and gripped onto my jaw, only to slide his thumb up to my lips and open my mouth. I opened as wide as I could and he slid his dick in slowly, all the way, until his balls hit my nose. I heard him let out a long breath with a low moan. He kept it there as my back arched into him. He reached out, gripping my breasts and massaging them. I wanted him to thrust his dick while he was in my throat. He left it there though, teasing me, building up the sensation for himself.
His other hand had hold of my jaw as he pulled his dick out, only to leave the tip at my lips. My tongue reached out to lick it and he pushed it back down my throat again. This time he thrust his dick, in and out. My hands reached around him, grabbing his hips to hold on. He fucked my mouth, deep and down my throat. He grabbed my boobs harder, holding onto them while moaning. After a few seconds, his hands reached up to my throat, pulling his dick out, letting the tip hit my lips. His hands tilted my head to the side as he brought his dick to my throat, setting it there, only to slide it back toward my mouth, leaving my throat wet.
The tip of his dick touched my lips again and I opened my mouth, letting him push back inside. It was deeper this time, and I began swallowing from the sensation. He moaned, making long strides with his dick, in and out, feeling my entire mouth. One hand rested on my chest as he moaned, and his dick went in deep, holding it there. I felt the warmth going down my throat and started swallowing. He thrusted, deeper and deeper, filling my throat with his cum. I continued swallowing holding his hips harder. He released the pressure in my throat. His strides became longer as the orgasm passed. Fucking my mouth more gently and off rhythm.
His hands came to the sides of my head and he pulled his dick out slowly, watching me as I sucked every last bit of cum off his dick. His tip came to my lips and I sucked the end of it, cleaning it off.
His hands rubbed down my chest, grabbing my boobs as he leaned down to kiss me. He leaned up slightly, looking at my still, wet throat. He said he would get a towel for me and I replied, "Good, it's cold."