Page 26 of Eager Housewife
“What are you doing?”
“Gettingmy dessert.” She’s all sultry heat that goes right to the tip of my cock, where it’s straining in anticipation.
I grip the arms of my chair as she nudges herself between my knees.
“It’s your weekend off,” I said stupidly. We’re in Scotland, and I’ve grown accustomed to compartmentalising this time away from our passion during the week.
“I know.”
“Free use only goes one way,” I remind her. “I initiate sex. You don’t have to.”
“What if I want to?”
There’s no oxygen in the room. Shewantsto?
Her face is in shadow, so I can’t see her expression, but her hands push aside the fabric, and my erection bobs up, enthusiastic for this turn of events. She wraps a hand around the base, and I bite back a groan.
Pre-come beads at the tip.
Since we agreed this deal was about her getting pregnant, I haven’t asked for oral sex. I’ve given it to her, telling myself it was to make her ready to receive my cock, even as her honey coated my chin.
“You want to give me a blowjob?”
She leans forwards and my cock twitches as her warm breath shivers across the helmet.
“Do I need to tell you about the birds and the bees? That won’t get you pregnant.”
“I don’t care.” Then her lips touch, kissing the droplet of moisture at the tip, and I’m lost. My head falls back, and I let my hips flex upwards as she licks me, curious as a kitten.
I watch, amazed and so hard it hurts as she tastes me, then twitches her lips thoughtfully.
“Salty.”
I bark out a hoarse laugh.
She looks up, eyes wide. “Aren’t you going to eat your desert?”
“No.”
She scowls, looking like a grumpy mouse and I grin back.
“I’m the first man you’ll ever have between your lips, isn’t that right?”
She nods.
“Then I’m going to watch every second of my wife swallowing my cock.” I didn’t think I’d have this sort of treat, so I’ll relish it. I know what her pussy feels like—heaven—and I bet her warm, wet throat is just as good.
Pressing her lips to the length, she eases back and flicks her gaze between my face and my cock. “I don’t exactly know…”
“Put your mouth over the top. Suck me.”
Blythe complies eagerly, and it’s a second before, “Cover your teeth,” is a required instruction.
Then the first couple of inches of my cock are in her mouth and her hands caress the rest of my length and feelsfucking amazing.
“My clever little wifey,” I say, and she hums with contentment. I groan in response and my god, nothing could ever be as beautiful as Blythe giving me this gift.
“Do you want my cock in every orifice? You’ve taken it in your pussy, plenty, haven’t you?”