Hubby Knows How To Clean Me Up

It's difficult for me to orgasm from penetration alone, so my hubby most often fully satisfies me orally. When I go first, it's a pretty easy transition to shift focus on to him. When I go second, I would do a courtesy "drain out" and wipe before he would go down on me. He never asked that I do these things, but it was just something that I thought would make oral more pleasant for him.

After one session when I got up to drain, he casually mentioned that I didn't have to, and he was ok with whatever. I still went to empty-out and wipe, and told him that I'd be quick. Over the next couple of days, I thought about what he said and played out different scenarios in my head. The thought of him going down on me without draining was turning me on so much, as it seemed more carnal and passionate, and we wouldn't have an interruption to deal with.

Our next session was spaced out by a few days, and I was incredibly horny with anticipation. I opted to go second, being a little secretive with my plan. As usual, I started with a slow and sensual blowjob before we moved on to penetration. I was so eagerly wet. Hubby even commented that it was a lot more than usual, and he slid right in. We stayed in missionary the whole time until I felt his grip around me tighten as he filled me with cum.

After a minute or so of recovery, he pulled his penis out and started to get up. Now was my chance. I grabbed his right arm with one hand to stop him, and then placed my other hand on top of his head. I gently guided his head between my legs, and he didn't resist. After what felt like an eternity, I felt his tongue beginning to explore.

I had my hips still situated upward, so I didn't leak all out. His tongue felt magical, and there was definitely a new slicker sensation as he traced over my clit. I was really getting into it, trying to move my hips around, but I was mostly restricted from him holding me down. I moved enough, though, that I could tell that I was leaking out a little bit. He didn't miss a beat. Then, he released my hips and reached up and grabbed my boobs with both hands. I had full range of hip motion now, and it felt wonderful. The thought of him tasting our unique mixture and his continued desire to pleasure me was making me hornier and hornier, wetter and wetter.

His mouth made a tight seal around my vaginal area, and I could feel his tongue going in as deeply as it could. I then lifted my bum off the bed and pointed my hips downward, and he moved with me, never breaking his seal. I pushed out. I felt his semen as it gushed out of my vagina and into his awaiting mouth. It was too much for me, and I screamed so loudly as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure shot through me.

As I settled down on the bed and came back to earth, he continued to softly kiss and lick me. I told him it felt amazing, but he didn't have to stay down there. He said, "Just another minute. I'm still cleaning you up." With a final small push, a little more cum trickled out, and I felt the wetness run down between my cheeks. He lifted my bum up and made sure to lick up every last drop. When I went to the bathroom later, there was nothing more to drain. He got it all back.

My strongest orgasms by far are when his cum is still inside me. I love that he's really comfortable with his sexuality and that he has an unwavering desire to pleasure me. He always cleans me up so well, and I still get overly excited every time it happens.