Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Three Part 1 - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Three Part 1

... occasionally looked up into his eyes, not only to confirm that he was enjoying my blowjob but also for the clear signs that my oral talent was bringing him closer to orgasm. I used my lips to caress his frenulum softly, then licked his smooth corona before surrounding his cock head with the warm moist flesh inside my mouth, sucking gently but drawing my cheeks in to pleasure him.

At one point, when I glanced up at him, Paul smiled and said, "You've never sucked me like this before."

"You like my new-found sensuality?" I asked.

As I took him back in my mouth, Paul moaned and replied, "I love it."

I love my husband deeply, and knowing that after all the years of our marriage, I could still please him made me feel very sexy. I also knew that by pleasuring him this way, he would continue to show support for my ongoing plans to satisfy my fantasies of pleasing myself with another man's big hard cock.

I again let his tiny rock-hard cock slip from my mouth; with my lips touching the underside, I asked, "Are you ready to cum?"

"Yes!" Paul exclaimed.

I kissed his cock head and opened my mouth so I could hold him inside as he came.

"But today, I want to watch as my cock shoots its load," Paul said before I could engulf his throbbing cock in my mouth.

Before this, when my husband's cock erupted, it was always held between my lips, his balls pumping my mouth full of rich, thick semen. I supposed that I wasn't the only one with sexual fantasies. I began ...

... licking his frenulum with the tip of my tongue while I used my index finger and thumb to stroke the length of his short cock shaft.

"Do you want to give me a cum facial?" I asked.

His eyes fixed on my face, and his lustful stare should have provided the answer to my obvious question, but Paul answered, "Yes, I want to paint your sexy face with my load."

I licked at his cock head a little faster, and my fingers stroked his shaft with an ever-increasing pace. I wanted to feel his hot load paste my face; I wanted to taste his sweet cum as it dribbled onto my tongue. I wanted to become, at least for the moment, his cum slut.

Unknowingly, in his own way, Paul had turned the tables on me. I would be begging him to cum, pleading for him to coat my face and paste my eyes shut with his impressive load of creamy, thick searing hot cum.

"Please cum for me, Paul. Make me your cock sucking cum slut," I begged.

I continued stroking his shaft with my fingertips, flicking the tip of my tongue against his frenulum until his eyes widened, signaling that his balls were about to explode.

"I'm begging you, Paul, shoot that awesome cum load all over my face," I pleaded.

"Arrgh," he screeched as a stream of pre-cum shot from his cock. It splashed down over his cock head and my fingers.

"FUCK!" he bellowed as the full force of his orgasm slammed into him. A thick wad of white-hot cum shot out and coated one side of my nose, followed almost instantaneously by the tsunami of cum ...