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One evening last week, I was standing in my kitchen trying to discover a takeout menu. I work from home and I didn’t have any meetings that day so I was dressed casually. Dark wash Paige bootcut jeans, low cut white tank top, and an unbuttoned plaid button-up shirt from Rails. My hair is soft and smooth and curled on the ends. My makeup is done in a minimal, natural style. I hear my husband at the door. He’s an officer in the Navy so his schedule isn’t as predictable as mine.

When I turn to greet him, I notice that he looks tired and cranky. When I hug him, he pulls me onto my tiptoes and buries his face in my neck.

“Bad day,” I ask softly. He doesn’t answer. He keeps me in his arms and walks me backwards to our couch. A gentle shove and I am laying on the back on the couch. He lays down on top of me and rests his head on my chest. Finally settled in, he answers my question.

“Fucking awful day. Fucking headache too,” he mumbles against my chest. I give him a soft look he can not see. Slowly, I begin rubbing his head. I scratch his scalp, rake my hands through his hair, rub soft circles against his temples, and massage his head and neck. He sighs as he slowly relaxes against me.

After nearly 20 minutes of this treatment, he had melted against me and he seemed less disgruntled. Carefully, I shift out from under him. When he starts to complain, I ignore him and sit on the couch next to his hips. I slip my hands under his shirt and knead the small of his back. I tap his hip and gestured for him to roll over. Clumsily he rolled into his back. I glance down. He’s half hard already. I rub my hand against the inside of his thigh. I rub my hand up and down the length of his cock outlined in his jeans. He tipped his head back and groaned loudly. He pushed his hips up in invitation. I laugh gently and reach for his belt buckle. Soon he is sprawled naked on the couch. He lazily tugs on my shirt. I shrug the plaid shirt off. Then, I lean forwards to suck his cock. His hands tangle in my hair.

I lick up the entire length of his cock to get it nice and wet. One hand twists up and down the length of his cock feeding it into my mouth. I give him some nice suction and swirl my tongue against his cock. My other hand cups and rolls his balls in my hand. I move my head quickly willing to see his reaction. His face is flushed and his eyes are closed. Fuck, he’s hot. I love to hear him groan and know that I made him feel that good.

I pull back with a final swipe of my tongue against the head of his cock. I wrap my hand around him and rub circles against the head of his cock with my thumb. I press against the vein on the bottom side of his cock and pull my thumb all the way up the length of his cock. I suck his balls gently and rub them with my tongue. As one hand continues to stroke his cock, I lean down to suck and lick his taint. I go slowly and watch to see if he’s okay with it. A friend had told me about this technique over brunch a few days before, and I had been willing to try it myself. He grabs my hair and holds me in place. I suck and rub my tongue against his taint before lifting my head to look at him. His eyes are blown, his face is flushed, his chest is heaving. And his cock is rock hard. I decide to try something else I’ve been slowly working up to.

“Fuck my face, babe,” I invite as I lean back towards his cock. I drop my head down his cock. I remind myself to relax my throat and soon my nose is nestled in his neatly trimmed pubes. His hands twist up in my hair and he rocks his hips against my face. He moves quickly and roughly as he chases his climax, but I keep pace. I suck firmly and swirl my tongue. A few minutes later, he roughly holds my head in place and groans loudly. I feel him cum down my throat and I swallow quickly. As he slowly pulls out of my mouth, I can not withstand licking the head of his cock one last time. He groans loudly and his thighs tremble slightly. He looks so fucking hot this way. He pulls me farther up the couch. He rolls over to lay his head in my lap, and I massage his back for him. He wraps one arm around my hips.

After a few minutes of cuddling, I offer to order dinner from our favorite pizzeria. He agrees and stays laying on the couch while I order dinner and bring him a beer. He cuddles me against his chest while we settle in for the rest of the night…

NSFW: yes

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