“Oh my god…” My hips swirled with my hand. I slowly began regaining control of my body. “Ow,” I softly moaned.
My entire body was sore. It felt like I’d run a 50-mile marathon. Every muscle experienced strains and spasms. Even my eyelids felt like they weighed a ton. As sore as I was, my mind rushed with elation.
I loved starting my day out like that. As much pain as I was in, my pussy ached for more. I’m not sure how long I was lying there, but my body felt better when I came to. I kept my eyes closed and appreciated the quiet house. I centered myself with deep breaths, opening my pussy with every inhale. (It’s my own form of naughty yoga.)
While lying there, I heard my husband coming back up the steps. Honestly, I don’t even remember him leaving. So when he came over to the bed, I knew he had something dumb on his mind. To my surprise, he wrapped a blindfold around my eyes.
“You could’ve just asked me to keep my eyes closed,” I seductively teased.
Instead of responding, he pulled me to the edge of the bed. He held my head just in front of his crotch. He finished tying the blindfold and unzipped his pants.
“To what do I owe this pleasure?”
I smiled as he pushed his soft cock against my lips. He’d never surprised me like that before, so I didn’t mind that he ruined my perfect day. I opened my mouth and let his thick head drop against my tongue.
I softly licked his tip until he throbbed in my mouth. It didn’t take long for him to get fully hard. I don’t know what it was, but his dick felt a little bigger than usual. His girth was harder; I could barely fit him in my mouth.
Even more surprising, he was aggressive. He held my neck and grunted as he throat fucked me. Usually, my husband was gently and kind of weak. That day, he fucked me like a real man. His dick filled my throat as he pushed past my tongue.
My mouth filled with slimy saliva, coating his shaft. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and let it drench my face in thick strings of mouth goo. Before he could move, I sucked his dick back into my mouth. I hungrily sucked on his girth. His power and ferocity empowered me to mouth-fuck him back.
I moaned and screamed on his cock. I heard him stutter and felt his hands hit the bed. He tried fucking my mouth again, but his pace was too slow and weak. I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him closer.
He tried pulling away, but I shoved his cock into my throat. I swallowed his dick as hard as I could and held him in my mouth. He squealed and fought to pull away. I squeezed his ass and screamed on his cock.
“Fuck me!” I repeatedly mumbled.
I felt him grab my tits and yank on my nipples. He hoped the pain would make me release him. Instead, it made me hotter. I reached down and massaged my pussy. He grunted as he saw the pain making me hornier.
I responded by moaning against his balls. The big, hairy spheres dangled on my forehead. I started bobbing my head, stroking his cock with my mouth. He groaned harder; I stroked faster. He let my nipples go, placing his hands on my waist. I felt the bed sink as he leaned over me.