"My husband and I chose to spend some time together at home instead of going out after a rare weekend free from children last year.

We wanted to maximize our house to ourselves and started making out on the couch following a night of TV and wine. Things spiraled out of control before we knew it we were undressing one another. Not one night like this in years!

I began by hopping off the couch and kneeling between hubby's legs, tounge teasing his cock, then sucking him and playing with his balls. A few minutes later he raised my head to indicate it was his turn. Before diving his face squarely into my pussy, he really grabbed me up and flung me down on the couch. His tongue whirled around my clit while he gently and rhythmically finger me. My first orgasm arrived not long after.

""Fuck me, please". I insisted on him. He need not be informed twice. Rising, he moved me around to be on all fours and began fucking me from behind. This man's pure enthusiasm knew no limitations; every step I was in ecstasy. Knowing how much I enjoy it rough, he grabbed at my tits and tugged my hair, then pulled out and spun me around to fuck me in missionary.

Telling him to cum for me, I pushed my nails into his back. He pushed as deep and as hard as he could into my pussy, following instructions, finally emptying a huge cumshot deep into me.

Contextually, we had previously discussed him eating me out after cumming inside me, but he would always back out after the post nut clarity came. This time I was not going to let that happen.

I grasped his head and stared him squarely in the eyes as he drew his cock out and the cum started to pouring from my pussy.

"Eat it. Now". I insisted, forcefully.

Yes, ma'am. He shot back. Initially licked up his own stuff, slightly cautiously, then gently lowered his face to my crotch. But only a few seconds in and he was devouring it as though it were his final supper, groans in delight as usual. Feeling every stroke of his tounge as he sank it further, I flung my head back in delight at the extra moist and messy head.

He returned eventually after having totally cleaned me out.

I asked, "Did you enjoy that darling?"

""I freaking loved it." Almost out of breath, he said.

""I can tell," said Whispering, I gestured to his already rock-hard and ready to go cock.

"Round 2?" I questioned.

"Round freaking 2!" he said before kissing me firmly, the taste of our mixed drinks flooding my tongue..."