When This Is All Mine

 

You never cease to surprise me, completely catching me off-guard and giving me the best gift I could ever imagine. Each time, I wonder how you manage to outdo yourself. Simplicity is your tactic, and your body is your weapon. You get me each and every time. Tonight is no different, and my mouth is too busy to speak my surprise. I’m totally wrapped up in enjoying what you’ve repeatedly shown me is mine. But, now—now I’m going to show you that you completely belong to me. You are the aggressor, and I’m fine with that. I love that you want me. But, I’m going to take my time savoring everything we’re about to do.

For now, I will keep working my tongue.

I was enjoying a night of much-needed sleep after a long day filled with endless hours of writing. Running around the city to handle errands, is an ordeal in and of itself. Though I knew that mental work is often more difficult than physical exertion, dealing with both of them on the same day was something for which I was not adequately prepared. As a result, I inhaled the food you prepared when I got home, took a shower, and I can’t even remember getting in bed and falling asleep. But, per my nightly custom, I was naked and asleep on my stomach. That was until I felt the most peculiar warmth and light nibbling on my ear and neck.

You’ve always known the best way to wake me up.

I could tell you were naked. I felt your hardened dick trace across my back as you moved into position to massage my neck with your tongue. Seconds later, you were lightly biting at my left ear, and I was already yours. I pretended to remain asleep as you rubbed my ass, just seeing how far you would go and if you would attempt to slide your hand underneath me to reach my pussy that was already begging to be touched. I wanted to discover how you were going to get me to roll over, though it was taking everything in me to keep from pouncing on you and devouring you. But, you already had it all planned out. You rose from the bed, and I heard you walk around to my side. My eyes still closed, I heard a slight shuffle that gave rise to rhythmically wet sliding. Yet, I remained still. I heard you approach me and get closer. I felt your body heat, and the unmistakable smell of your body filled my nostrils. My nipples was harder than time travel, but that aroma was all I could take.

I popped my eyes open and received a view field full of your fit body. Your skin gleamed with a divine aura as you were completely into touching yourself, almost trying to keep from collapsing onto me. Your balls beamed in the ambient light that streamed into our bedroom as you vigorously rubbed your dick and played with what I would soon be consuming. I couldn’t leave you like that, quivering right next to me on my side of the bed and on the verge of cumming. Though, you looked awesome doing it, no. You need—deserve—my assistance. Your trick worked. I was instantly on my back.

“Come here,” I said, grabbing the back of your left thigh with my right hand and pulling you to me as I threw the covers off me with my left hand. I straddled you with my throbbing pussy touching above your bellybutton. Your smell was intoxicating. You gestured for me to mount your face. I climbed your body, and you saw the drop of honey that was slowly descending from my smooth and soaking wet pussy. This was about to be the best midnight snack ever!

I hovered inches above your face. You held me in place as that honey drop slowly settled onto your lips. You licked my juice, receiving a slight foretaste of what was to come. You pulled me down, and my lips met yours. You deeply kissed my pussy, savoring me as I moaned and quivered. You cupped my ass with your hands, balancing me atop your tongue that was quickly flicking at my lips. My taste was exquisite, and you needed to consume even more of you.

So, your tongue went to work.

Your tongue is still fucking me with shallow strokes as you move your hands from my ass and hold me fast by gripping my thighs and pulling as much of my body and juicy down and onto your tongue. The quake of my body is fierce as I lose my breath and an orgasm flashes through me.

You roll over. You lay beside me, deeply kissing my lips and sucking at my neck as your right-hand finds its way to my absolutely drenched pussy. You pat it and finger it. The sounds my juices make as you slide your fingers in and out of me is all too inviting. You descend to my breasts, taking a nipple into your mouth and sucking. I rub your bald head in encouragement, as you move to the other, sucking it as well. You dare not pay attention to one and not the other. You take your fill of my nipples, still fingering me. You want every part of me, and you will have them.

You bring your lips close to mine. Your mouth is open, just millimeters from mine that’s ready to receive yours. Your fingers have had enough of what your dick must have. You take your hand from my pussy and taste my juices that have coated your fingers. Seeing you enjoying my honey, I join in with you licking your fingers. As if I read your mind, I spread my legs wide for you. You sit up on your knees, your pulsating dick suspended just above my pussy. Your eyes feast on me as I smile ever so slightly at you. As you’re about to insert your immense dick into me, I switch it up on you.

I grab you by the balls and pull you towards me. Inch by inch, You make your way toward my face with your dick leading the way. I bring my arms around your legs and grab your ass, pulling you closer to me, your dick coming face to face with me. I trace the veins of your stick with my tongue, taking my time to cover every inch. It’s one of the reasons you love me; with reckless abandon, you love me.

I stroke your dick with one of my hands as I motion your closer. Then, I take your balls into my mouth, continuing to stroke your dick. I bring my tongue back into the mix, dragging it from your stomach to your balls and, finally, to your deep mushroom head. You suppress the urge to shoot right in to my mouth, as I take you back in, slowly throating your shaft. Such a great mouth I have, and it’s all yours.

I suck you for an eternity, and you enjoy each rapturous moment of torture in which I edge you close to cumming and away from it. I milk and suck precum from you, leaving saliva all over your dick. You take yourself from my heavenly mouth and lay between my still widely spread legs as you kiss me, tasting your essence in my mouth and tongue.

It’s time for you take even more of what’s yours.

You enter me, causing me to gasp uncontrollably as your fat length opens me even wider. My warm honey coats your already saliva-soaked dick, making me even wetter—as if that were even possible. You nestle yourself inside me in missionary and remain still to take in my heat and allow me to feel the heartbeat that echoes into your dick. As tender as we’ve been, we know it won’t remain that way as you look down at me to see me lock eyes with you. It’s then that you can tell that I don’t want you to make love to me.

I want to be fucked.

With all that I’ve done today—all the working out, all the errands, all the writing—there still rises up within me a hidden energy that fully prepares me for the task ahead. Pleasing you is my job. Making you cum is my hobby. You Making me squirt is your joy.

You’ve already found my rhythm, filling my pussy with your soldier in steady strokes that make you moan my name. You repeatedly thrust yourself into me, cautiously touching my cervix with your head—just teasing it with a slight kiss from your cock to remind me that you are here and there’s much more in store. Each time you push yourself in, your balls collide with the crevice between my pussy and ass cheeks. I feel them each time they connect with me and plop into the thick honey that flows from my pussy. I want to hear more of this conversation between our bodies.

My husband. My baby. It’s an honor to be have you inside me. It’s a gift to be fucking you. And, I want more.

You are launching yourself into me without reservation. I’d never hurt you, and I’m so thankful that you’re not only taking what I’m giving you, but you’re throwing your ass back to me as if begging to give you more….and I do. You will never be dissatisfied with my love for you, baby. I swear it. With everything in me, I’m trying to thrust my soul into you. And, then, it happens. I release my gushing squirt that smothers your cock and balls and soaks the bed. The smell of our sex intensifies, pushing you on to fucking me harder.

My nut; it’s here. Your balls tense and I feel the spasming of your dick which tells me to intensify my ride. I speed up and ride you harder, enjoying this horse dick my husband possesses. You lay me down, still pumping me. I swear, you go blind as you shoot every ounce of your being into my pussy. With all of my creamy squirt, your saliva from eating me, mine from sucking you, and your cum inside me.

After releasing everything you’ve got, you pull out and place your face in my pussy to consume your meal. With the mess we’ve made, I look forward to cleaning you up. The juicy concoction of our love flows out of you, and my tongue is already there, consuming it all. I’m hungry for what we’ve done, and you don’t disappoint me. You give me more.

“Share it with me, husband.”

I suck as much of our fluids out of you and make my way to kiss you. Sharing what we’ve made is my joy. Our mouths mingle, and we taste each other mixed with the natural cream of our fucking.

I can’t believe it. Just hours ago, I was horribly tired. Now? Now, I can take on the next day with the little sleep I’ve had. But, I will happily settle for experiencing, yet again, what’s all mine…