Tennessee Sweethearts: A New Beginning

The Tennessee air hung thick and humid, a familiar blanket clinging to Ben and me as we stepped out of our newly renovated farmhouse. The scent of freshly cut grass mingled with the sweet aroma of frying hamburgers – a testament to my culinary skills, honed after weeks of poring over Southern cooking blogs. It had been a chaotic year, marked by two devastating hurricanes that forced us back to our roots, and the arrival of our grandson, Caleb Michael, had brought an overwhelming wave of joy and a touch of chaos into our lives. But through it all, our love for each other remained a constant, a sturdy anchor in the turbulent sea of change.

As I browned the hamburger meat, a playful smack across my backside from Ben sent a jolt of heat through my body. He was unusually frisky today, radiating a palpable energy that made my pussy tingle with anticipation. "Hey, watch it, fella!" I retorted, my voice laced with amusement. Ben, ever the charmer, reached for the lettuce, cheese, and tomatoes, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Don't forget the hot sauce!" I called out, grabbing the bottle from the refrigerator.

“Oh, I got some hot sauce for ya!” Ben replied, then launched into a helicopter twirl with his cock, a signature move we’d perfected over the years. It was a sight that always sent shivers down my spine, a reminder of the raw, untamed desire that simmered beneath the surface of our love. I couldn't help but laugh, grabbing a box of mac and cheese from the cabinet. "You are so bad!" I exclaimed, my heart pounding in my chest. “You love it and you know it!” Ben winked, his eyes reflecting the flames of the stovetop.

The day had been filled with a playful, almost frenzied energy, and I knew exactly where it was headed. The thought of our evening together, the promise of shared intimacy, sent a delicious shiver through my pussy. As we settled down to dinner, a glass of wine in hand, the conversation flowed easily, punctuated by stolen glances and lingering touches.

"Babe, you know what? I'm hungry for some dessert," I said, subtly backing away from the table. Ben, anticipating my desire, grinned. “Sounds good! What do you have in mind? Didn’t see you fixing anything,” he teased. I smiled, a mischievous glint in my eyes, and crept beneath the table, gently massaging the head of Ben's erect cock. It was a ritual we’d come to cherish, a prelude to the pleasures that awaited us.

“Oh, shit! Yes! Wonderful idea!” Ben exclaimed, his body tensing as his cock began to rise in response to my touch. I began to lick up and down the shaft of his cock, teasing him with my tongue, while simultaneously fondling his full, meaty balls. The anticipation built, a delicious tension that crackled in the air between us. "You like that?" I giggled, running my hand between my legs, my fingers tracing the curves of my arousal.

“Definitely!” Ben replied, his affirmation followed by more groans as I sucked his cock some more. I bobbed my head as I hungrily sucked him, holding his nuts in my fist. I love sucking his dick, and he tasted so good. "Oh, fuck, Gina! You’re going to make me cum if you keep this up!" he cried out, his voice thick with desire. "Feed me!" I said with a giggle, going right back to sucking him. I was hungry for his cum.

Ben groaned as he guided my head with his hand, his fingers enmeshed in my hair. “Suck it! Mmmm, fuck! Suck it!” he growled, clearly losing control. I continued sucking him, taking him deep into my throat and then back up to the head. Meanwhile, I fondled and tickled his balls because I knew it excites him so. “Gina! Gina, baby! Oh fuck, I can’t take any more! I’m gonna cum! Fuck! Ah, shit!” Ben's body tensed and his legs began to quiver.

I kept sucking him as his cock throbbed and spewed his baby gravy into my mouth and down my throat. I made sure to gobble down every drop, then sensually licked my lips and looked up at my handsome husband who was grinning like a possum that just ate a persimmon. Once dinner was ready, we sat down to eat and enjoyed a nice glass of wine with our meal, then a couple more as we relaxed afterward. I got up from underneath the table, and we kissed passionately, then I whispered softly into his ear, “My pussy is hot and ready for you!”

Ben smiled as he watched me run my hand between my legs. He then stood and took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. He laid me on the bed, and I opened my legs for him, running my fingers over my wet cunt. Bringing my fingers to my lips, I tasted my juices. “Mmmmm, tasty! Want some?” I said with a wink. “Think I will!” he replied, then put his head between my legs. I moaned softly as Ben began to eat my pussy. His tongue traveled up and down my pussy lips and teasingly flicked at my clit, and my hips moved slowly as he worked his magic with his mouth.

“Yes! Just like that! Fuck, I love how you eat me, baby! Soooo good!” I said, my breathing growing deeper. He kissed my cunt lips, then slid his tongue inside me and began tongue-fucking me and teasing my clit in a most delicious manner. The pleasure overwhelmed me, and I crept closer to that pinnacle called orgasm. My breathing grew shallow and my moans and words of passion became louder. He was driving me to the brink, and I was about to go over. “Yes! Oooooh, baby, yes! Ben! Baby! Fuck, don’t stop! I’m gonna cum! Baaaaabyyyy!” I cried out as my body erupted in sweet orgasm, tensing and jerking in spasms with my legs extended straight out and my toes curled.

Once I had calmed from my orgasm, Ben looked at me and smiled, his mouth and chin glistening with my juices. He then kissed my still pulsating pussy and licked up my juices. My body twitched slightly, so he continued to lick and kiss my pussy lips, taking his time and sending shivers of pleasure throughout my body. I was loving every minute and second of it. I lay limp, enjoying the afterglow of my orgasms as Ben kissed his way up my body, then kissed me softly on the lips. “Oh, God, Ben!” I groaned as he pulled his head back from my pussy and pulled out of me.

Ben turned onto his back, and it was then that I noticed his cock had become partially erect. I reached out and took it into my hand and slowly began rubbing it. “Just a second,” I said, then got out of bed. I walked to the bathroom and got the tube of Astroglide lubricant. When I returned, Ben had his cock in his hand. I got into bed next to him and put some of the lubricant into my palm and applied it to his cock. Slowly I began to jack him off. We kissed and looked into each other’s eyes as I slowly stroked him. “I love you so much! Feel good, baby?” I said in a soft voice, occasionally glancing at my hand on his cock. “I love you too! It feels really good!” he replied, then we kissed again.

I began to ride him, rotating my hips and grinding my pussy and clit into his groin as we looked into each other’s eyes. The pleasure built, a delicious tension that crackled in the air between us. "You like that?" I giggled, running my hand between my legs, my fingers tracing the curves of my arousal.

“Definitely!” Ben replied, his affirmation followed by more groans as I sucked his cock some more. I bobbed my head as I hungrily sucked him, holding his nuts in my fist. I love sucking his dick, and he tasted so good. "Oh, fuck, Gina! You’re going to make me cum if you keep this up!" he cried out, his voice thick with desire. "Feed me!" I said with a giggle, going right back to sucking him. I was hungry for his cum.

Ben groaned as he guided my head with his hand, his fingers enmeshed in my hair. “Suck it! Mmmm, fuck! Suck it!” he growled, clearly losing control. I continued sucking him, taking him deep into my throat and then back up to the head. Meanwhile, I fondled and tickled his balls because I knew it excites him so. “Gina! Gina, baby! Oh fuck, I can’t take any more! I’m gonna cum! Fuck! Ah, shit!” Ben's body tensed and his legs began to quiver.

I kept sucking him as his cock throbbed and spewed his baby gravy into my mouth and down my throat. I made sure to gobble down every drop, then sensually licked my lips and looked up at my handsome husband who was grinning like a possum that just ate a persimmon. I got up from underneath the table, and we kissed passionately, then I whispered softly into his ear, “My pussy is hot and ready for you!”

Ben smiled as he watched me run my hand between my legs. He then stood and took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. He laid me on the bed, and I opened my legs for him, running my fingers over my wet cunt. Bringing my fingers to my lips, I tasted my juices. “Mmmmm, tasty! Want some?” I said with a wink. “Think I will!” he replied, then put his head between my legs. I moaned softly as Ben began to eat my pussy. His tongue traveled up and down my pussy lips and teasingly flicked at my clit, and my hips moved slowly as he worked his magic with his mouth.

“Yes! Just like that! Fuck, I love how you eat me, baby! Soooo good!” I said, my breathing growing deeper. He kissed my cunt lips, then slid his tongue inside me and began tongue-fucking me and teasing my clit in a most delicious manner. The pleasure overwhelmed me, and I crept closer to that pinnacle called orgasm. My breathing grew shallow and my moans and words of passion became louder. He was driving me to the brink, and I was about to go over. “Yes! Oooooh, baby, yes! Ben! Baby! Fuck, don’t stop! I’m gonna cum! Baaaaabyyyy!” I cried out as my body erupted in sweet orgasm, tensing and jerking in spasms with my legs extended straight out and my toes curled.

Once I had calmed from my orgasm, Ben looked at me and smiled, his mouth and chin glistening with my juices. He then kissed my still pulsating pussy and licked up my juices. My body twitched slightly, so he continued to lick and kiss my pussy lips, taking his time and sending shivers of pleasure throughout my body. I was loving every minute and second of it. We lay in each other’s arms for several minutes, kissing and just enjoying being close. I felt so safe and content. My love for him just overflowed in my heart.

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