My Cum Eating Husband - Sex Stories

My Cum Eating Husband

... didn't mind being lewd. I leaned back and closed my eyes, fucking myself with one hand while tweaking my nipples with the other. There was no longer any mystery to watching him jerk off, but... I enjoyed being watched. And while Steven was my audience, damned if it didn't turn me on even more to think about Paul, just trying to get a peek. If he could see me now...

He finally stopped, and I could finally move my legs to get everything just right. It took only a minute to find a massive orgasm of my own.

When I caught my breath, I asked, "Did you like that?"

"Which? Yes, both," he said.

Oh, right.

I looked myself over. "Did you eat all of it?"

"Yes, I'm certain I did."

"Well, not so fast. I put a touch of it right here, only now it's somewhere inside me. We'll save that for... later." "Come here and let me kiss you," I said. The taste was immediately evident. "Well, that's familiar but different," I said. "I know I've never eaten that much cum. You did well, my cum-eating husband."

We finally rearranged ourselves on the couch, with him snuggled behind me, a hand on one of my breasts, gently toying with it.

I remembered my phone and picked it up from the floor. "Do you want to watch this with me sometime?" I asked.

"No. Never," he said.

"That's too bad. It's really hot. I'm sure it would look good on our TV. Lori is going to love this when she comes over tomorrow."

"WHAT?" His alarm was priceless.

"It's just girl talk," I said. "We keep ...

... it to ourselves. And besides, it's precious that you're embarrassed by your kink." It was hard to keep a straight face.

"No, you said you wouldn't tell anyone," he said.

Ah, Steven. "But, dear, I didn't say anything about showing a friend. And I can't say that I haven't thought about how interesting it would be to hear her reaction or how embarrassing it would be for you, but you're right. I wouldn't. I know how you look at her sometimes. And, if I'm not mistaken, your cock is getting harder. It seems the idea of my friendwatching you eat your cum turns you on."

"That would be..." He was clearly without words.

"Honey. Just let that thought sink in. And when you're ready for it, I'm sure you'll let me know. Now, I really enjoyed what we just did. But I also like a hard cock. Now take all that teasing and humiliation, and channel it to fuck me harder than I fuck with your mind. That's whatI need."

Epilogue:

An hour later, I hurt. He outdid himself, or... his cock did. And his attitude was... he clearly had fed off what I did to him. He bent me over the car in a kind of revenge scene and recorded me begging me to fuck him there. He didn't fuck me for long. He opened the sliding glass doors to the patio and pushed me outside fully naked, making me beg again while I tried to cover myself. I had to suck his cock at the door before he let me in. He made me spread my legs again on the couch and play with myself while he recorded me. And, I...enjoyed it. I enjoyed him ...