Blind Submission: A Deep Dive Desire

Mmmm, yes, baby—suck it! Suck my cock!” Ben groaned as I hungrily sucked him, my hand firmly grasping the base of his massive cock, my lips tracing every ridge and curve as I licked and swirled my tongue up and down his shaft. The head of his penis throbbed beneath my touch, sending shivers through my body. I took him into my mouth, pulling him closer, devouring every inch of his flesh as I sucked deeply, feeling his moans of pleasure vibrate against my chest. “Feel good, baby? God, you’re so big and hard. Can’t wait till I feel it in my pussy. Would you like that, baby? Wanna fuck me, daddy?” I whispered, my voice husky and laced with desire, continuing my assault, savoring every moment of his submission. It was three in the afternoon, a perfect time for a little naughty indulgence, and Ben was more than willing to oblige.

As I’ve said before, I cherish my husband with an unmatched passion. His personality, that charming smile, and his devotion to our children and grandchildren, coupled with his unwavering faith, all contribute to my deep and abiding love for him. His dark brown eyes hold a captivating intensity, piercing through me like a shot of pure heat, melting my resolve whenever he directs his gaze in my direction. And let's not forget his physique; he’s undeniably handsome, possessing a robust and satisfying build that’s undeniably appealing.

“Your gonna make me cum! Ohhhhh Gina, I’m gonna cu-cum—mmmmmph!” Ben growled, his muscles tensing as my ministrations intensified. He held my head down on his throbbing cock, allowing the warm, viscous fluid to shower over me. I swallowed greedily, trying to absorb as much as possible, feeling a surge of anticipation building within me. As he relaxed, his breathing became ragged and shallow, a testament to the pleasure he was experiencing.

I leaned down, kissing my way up his body, then planted a passionate kiss on his lips. The lingering taste of his cum and the feel of his cock against my skin sent waves of heat through me. We clung to each other, lost in the moment, moaning softly as I slipped my hand between my legs, my clit already tingling with anticipation. I hadn’t yet reached climax, and the yearning for release was almost unbearable.

“Baby, you’ve made me so wet!” I gasped, bringing my wet fingers up to his mouth, licking away the evidence of our shared pleasure. He licked them clean, then slowly, deliberately, pushed me over onto my back, initiating a sensual massage that sent shivers down my spine. A slight shiver coursed over me as his warm breath brushed against my pussy lips, igniting a fire within me. He kissed my inner thighs lightly, then moved his lips to the moist, sensitive flesh of my clit, sending jolts of pleasure through my entire body.

“Mmmmmm!” I moaned, as he ran his tongue in and around my swollen, wet pussy, teasing me mercilessly. I continued to stimulate my clitoris, working my fingers back and forth, desperately trying to reach the peak of ecstasy. “Yessss!! Yesssss, feels so good! Ohhhhhh, baby!” My voice rose in pitch, a desperate plea for release.

God, I love how he eats my pussy! He’s an expert, knowing exactly how to use his mouth and tongue to maximize pleasure. With my fingers, I parted my legs, granting him full access to my hardened clitoris. I squealed as he began to flick his tongue over it again and again, each touch sending a fresh wave of pleasure through me. “YESSSSS! OHHHHHHHH. FUUUUUUUCK. B-BA-Babyyyyyyy!” I cried, arching my back as I exploded in a torrent of orgasm, tears streaming down my face.

With his mouth glistening with my juices, Ben got up on his knees between my legs. A devilish smile spread across his face. Spitting into his hand, he grasped his semi-erect cock and began stroking himself, the rhythmic movements sending shivers through me. With his other hand, he inserted one, then two, then three fingers inside me, expertly stimulating my clitoris. I moaned and resumed rubbing, masturbating my clit as I watched the erotic spectacle unfold before me. The anticipation was almost unbearable, the pleasure building with each passing moment.

He doesn’t like for me to talk about his size, but damn! That cock. It’s magnificent, a testament to his masculinity, and a constant source of arousal for me. After all these years, I still yearn for it, desire it… whatever you want to call it. I love holding it, stroking it, sucking it, and, most definitely, loving to fuck it. The thought of having his cock buried deep inside my pussy still sends shivers down my spine and brings me to the brink of ecstasy.

Ben smiled at me as he began to tease my clit with the head of his cock. “Put it in, baby, please give it to me! I need it, I need you to fuck me! Fuck me! Please fuck me!” I cried out, my voice laced with desperation, pushing my pussy towards him, begging him to penetrate me.

“You’re so wet! Are you my little cock whore, baby? You’re so beautiful and sexy when you’re turned on. I think I’m going to get me something to eat and leave you like this,” Ben said, continuing to rub the head of his semi-erect cock against my pussy lips and clitoris, teasing me mercilessly. “Don’t you fucking dare! Please, baby, I’m your little cock whore! Please just fuck me! Pound this pussy! Use me and fill me with your cum! Make me cum! You’re driving me fucking crazy!” I groaned, pounding my hands on the bed, desperate for release.

Ben slapped my clit with the head of his cock a couple of times, then pushed his semi-erect cock into me. I shivered and cried out, my body trembling violently as I reached the peak of my second orgasm. He felt so good inside me, filling me to the brim, and began to thrust rhythmically, pulling almost completely out, then thrusting in hard. I grunted and groaned, a primal scream escaping my lips as my body convulsed with pleasure. “Yesssssss! Yeesss, baby! You feel so fucking good! Don’t fucking stop!” I cried, working my hips in rhythm with his movements. I continued to stimulate my clitoris, intensifying the pleasure, as he continued to make love to me with unrestrained abandon.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck yessssssss! Ohhhhh baby gonna c… gonna—fuck!—cu- cu- cum again! Ben, ohhhhh, fuuuuuuuuuck!” I screamed as my third orgasm hit, sending me into a state of complete bliss.

Ben continued to pound my pussy as I lay there panting, struggling to catch my breath. It was the first time in our marriage that I have truly been exhausted from sexual activity, a testament to the intensity of our passion.

Both of us were drenched in sweat when Ben finally pulled out of me. His cock stood proud and glistening with my juices as he took it in his hand and began to stroke it, the rhythmic movements sending shivers down my spine once more. With his other hand, he held his balls, watching me with a satisfied smirk. After a minute or two, he growled deeply, and his cum oozed from his dick onto my mound. He collapsed beside me, breathing hard, exhausted but exhilarated.

I looked over at him and smiled, feeling an overwhelming sense of contentment. My body trembled slightly, but I was one satisfied and happy wife. “I love you, baby!” I whispered, my voice filled with affection.

“I love you too!” Ben replied, his eyes closed, lost in the memory of our shared pleasure. “Ready to go again?” I asked, licking my lips in a sensual manner, my body already anticipating the next round.

“You can’t be serious!” he said, looking over at me with a playful glint in his eyes. “You trying to kill me?”

I laughed, shaking my head. “Baby, I don’t think I could take any more if I wanted to!” We both erupted in laughter, the sound echoing through the room. “Thank the Lord!” Ben exclaimed, relief washing over his face. It truly was a fabulous, fulfilling night. Yes, Ben and I are aging, but our passion for one another remains undiminished. Lord, I hope it never dies. I can’t imagine my life without his unwavering love and his magnificent cock.

God bless, and stay horny y’all!

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