Swallowed His Cum While He Was Gaming With His Friends

Worship is an understatement to the service I give to my husband’s cock.

It was 10 pm now, getting close to when my partner, Alec, and I would usually go to sleep. Alec had just showered after his evening run and was sitting at his computer in just his boxer briefs, raiding with his buddies in this annoying online game he can’t stop playing. My eyes were all over his defined shoulders, muscular arms, and tight back, leaning over his laptop all concentrated on his game. He was so focused that I didn’t think he noticed my new outfit.

While he was gaming, I had changed out of my daily outfit and into a black, silk nightgown that hugged my curves delicately and left just enough to the imagination. My nipples were barely hardened and peeked through the soft fabric. I had laid myself on the bed, waiting for his eyes to find me, but I realized I would have to work harder for his attention when he was so intently focused. So, I lifted myself out of the warm comforter and walked delicately over to him.

“Hey, baby,” I said, placing my hands on his broad shoulders and massaging them gently.

“Hi, beautiful.” Jake kissed the top of my right hand before refocusing on his game.

“Do you like the outfit I chose for tonight?”

Alec turned around and stiffened a bit when he saw me in the nightgown, breathing deeply before replying.

“You look stunning, I want you so badly.”

His hands reached around to my ass and pulled me closer as he grabbed me, but he soon groaned and turned back to his game.

“Aw come on, don’t you wanna fuck me?” I asked, trying to sound teasing instead of desperate.

“You know I do.” He glanced back over his shoulder at me. “But we planned this game night all week and we’re halfway through. It’ll be over soon and then I’ll be in bed in an instant.”

Many might have felt annoyed, but I didn’t. My husband was always so attentive to me, and I knew that he’d give me the time of my life once the match was over. Still, I was impatient, so I wasn’t just going to sit down and wait for him to be ready. I placed myself behind him again and bent over as I slid my hands from his shoulders down his chest. He shuddered under my touch. Encouraged, I reached the waistband of his underwear and slipped my index finger underneath, dragging it along his skin but not reaching lower.

His dick was hardening under the fabric, and he twitched as my finger reached his front. I kissed the top of his head as I removed my finger from the waistband. After he had a second to catch his breath, I leaned forward more, now a bit on my toes, to lay my palm over his bulge. He really twitched this time, and he let out a faint moan as well. I rubbed my hand up and down his length, feeling him get gradually harder. He kept focusing on his game, but I could see his reaction time slowing and his eyes occasionally closing. Once I felt that he was fully hard, I decided that the underwear needed to go and I needed a more comfortable position.

I pulled my hand away again, standing myself up straight behind him, hearing him groan at the loss of my hand pleasuring him. Before he could voice any complaints, however, I walked around him and crawled under his desk as elegantly as possible, being sure to face my ass towards him, more than necessary.

“Jess?” Jake asked in a half-moan when he realized what was happening.

I simply smiled and winked at him, assuming my position beneath his desk, and sliding between his legs.

“Oh my god, fuck, you’re the best,” he said, scratching his beard.

Luckily his desk was decently tall, so I had room to work. I reached my hands to his waistband again, now tugging to give Alec the hint to move. He lifted his ass slightly off the chair so I could pull the underwear off of him. With the underwear off, I moved forward more and began to stroke his dick, now free of the fabric and standing stiff. I kept my strokes slow as I began to plant kisses on his thighs, starting towards the knee and moving until my cheek grazed his erection, then repeating on the other side. Once I was done, he was squirming in his seat and moaning.

“Take it in your mouth, please,” he practically begged.

Much obliged, I did as requested. At first, I only licked his tip, circling the head with a faint taste of salty precum entering my mouth. He twitched wildly at the focus on such a sensitive area, but I couldn’t help myself from taking more. I slid my mouth over his dick, tongue pressing against the bottom as I moved back and forth rhythmically.

I kept up this slow pace as my husband’s moans grew in intensity, but I still heard him clicking on his mouse occasionally. Finally, he pushed away from his computer slightly and placed one hand on my head. I wasn’t sure if he was done gaming, or had just given up on focusing, but I took it as an invitation to go faster. As I sped up, his hand shielded the back of my head from the desk, so I let go of some of the restraint. I added my hand to the base, stroking in sync with my head to relieve the slight exhaustion of my jaw.

“Fuck, beautiful, this feels so fucking good.”

Worship is an understatement to the service I give to my husband’s cock. I play with his balls and stroke the base of his manhood, alternating between taking him deep down my throat and going shallow to allow my tongue to massage the underbelly of his shaft. I’m enjoying this so much, I start moaning as I work his cock with my mouth.

Thrusting into my mouth and groaning heavily, Alec taps me on the head, letting me know he’s cumming, and then grunts loudly as the first surge of his man juice fires into my mouth. I swallow quickly, waiting for his next shot. The second one is even more powerful, almost causing me to choke. I swallow just in time before the next one fills my mouth again. Finally, I can’t keep up and cum spills from the corners of my mouth onto his balls and down on the leather chair.

Soon his torrent ends and I swallow the last drops, cleaning his manhood and licking the cum off his balls. I loved the recognition of the pleasure I gave him. Pulling back his chair, Alec breathed heavily and gestured for me to come out from under the desk by moving more toward him. I did so, sitting on his lap for a minute as he caught his breath and rubbed my back.

“Your turn now,” he said, kissing my neck once before looking at me expectantly.

“What about your game?” I ask him seductively.

Alec gently grips my breasts and starts massaging them, squeezing with his whole hand at first but then moving to rotate pressure from one finger to the next. As he continues to massage my breasts, he tweaks my nipples with every squeeze. They begin to lengthen and harden even more at his touch and I start moaning.

“The hell with it!”

He turned me around, put his hands on my hips, and pushed me against the desk, leaning me forward slightly, and slid up my nightgown in one motion. Before I could react, he pushed his chair away and was kneeling behind me, kissing and biting my thighs. I instinctively spread my legs for him, leaving room for his head between my thighs. With a slap on my ass, he placed his tongue on my clit and began to explore. I leaned forward more, pushing my ass against his face, my knees already getting weak from pleasure. Alec licked up and down my slit, moving my wetness towards my clit to increase the pleasure as he circled it. As I squirmed and moaned, he applied more pressure on my clit, and I felt my legs truly giving out.

“Oh, God! Alec! You’re amazing!”

He pulled his face away from my pussy and stood up, scooping me in his arms. Once I was dropped on the bed, he crawled between my legs and pressed hard on my clit with his tongue. Alec began to massage my nipple again with one hand and finger my wet cunt with three fingers on the other. Now facing three sources of pleasure instead of one, my body was overrun with sensation.

It only took a few seconds before I was orgasming, my back arching off the bed as Alec continued his assault on my senses. His fingers thrust in and out faster as waves of orgasm rushed over me in quick succession, my legs wrapping around his head, squeezing him tight. Finally, as my body stopped twitching and my legs fell back to the bed, he gave my pussy one last lick, from my tight puckered hole to my clit, before stepping away.

I simply lay there, unable and unwilling to move, as my husband cleaned himself up and returned to bed.

“Ah fuck that was amazing,” I exclaim as he crawls into bed, beside me.

“You’re welcome, beautiful,” he whispered and brought my head to his chest. “And thank you for blowing me while I was playing. It was one of my fantasies.”

“No problem. I enjoyed it.”

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