Game Night

The atmosphere is set. Candles, lingerie, and soft jazz music. The Jenga tower is built by the fireplace along with the list of sexual teasers for the game. Now just to wait for my handsome husband to join me. I am excited for our time together. I hear the door open and see my sexy man stride out in his red Dominick underwear. Wow! What a body he has! I am lusting after him already! It’s going to take a lot of determination to hold out through this game. I long to jump on top of him and feel him penetrate me right now! 

But I control myself, and we start the game. Our first teaser is for him to kiss each of my fingers. Think that’s not so hot? Think again! My man has such romantic and seductive gestures. The way he operates, you would believe he must have been tutored in romance by Casanova himself! I am already swept off my feet from his sensual kissing of my hands – how am I going to handle the steamier teasers? 

He lies down on our bed, and I gaze at his magnificent physique. He is hot! He is to masturbate using my hand.  First, I undo the two snaps that hold the “door” that is keeping in his penis. Ahh! There it is! My husband’s cock. The sight of it sets my heart racing. He takes my hand, and I encircle it at the base. He guides my hand up and down his shaft in just the right speed that makes him feel pleasure. My hand touching his hard penis and the sounds of enjoyment coming from my man fills me with delight. As he stands up, we see there is no possible way to shut in that big erect penis of his! It will have to stay out of his underwear for now. 

He reads the next direction and says, “Time to get out the coconut oil.”

My panties immediately become wet. I know this is the cue for oral sex. The image of this blonde-headed, bronzed, muscular man coming down on me with his mouth is overpowering. He gently grasps my legs and eases them apart. I wait in anticipation as he slowly inches up my inner thigh with his kisses. I feel his warm breath reach my labia. I feel his tongue exploring me. The moans that escape my mouth relay exactly what I am feeling. Total euphoria!

As I stand up from the bed, my legs are wobbly from this steamy episode. On to more – I am gazing into his sexy eyes as I touch and play with his balls. Does he see the love and desire I have in my eyes? Does his know how much I want him? Each of these assignments builds the sexual tension between us.

Now I am to bind his hands with his necktie and choose whatever I want to do to him. I wish to suck on his balls. His underwear encircles them keeping them tight and firm. How I love the feeling of licking and sucking on his balls! Now he is standing behind me and touching my body as we both watch in the mirror. Seeing his strong hand peeling off my nightie and watching and feeling him touch my pussy sends another wave of passion through me.

“I believe you will now be naked for the rest of our game,” he says.

As I am still reeling from the last encounter, we are moving on to the next. Oh, now it’s my turn to do something to him. Maybe I can cool off a little. He lies on the bed, and I straddle him facing his feet. He states I am in a good position for him to do something to me at the same time. So much for a chance to cool down! Oh, yes! The familiar yet always new sensation of sliding his cock into my mouth. The texture and design of his penis fills me with longing for more and more of him. I can’t get enough!

Soon I feel him fondling me and blowing lightly on my pussy. I am like putty in his hands. I would do anything for this man! We now are on our knees, him behind me touching my clit in a rubbing circular motion and caressing my nipple. I am wet, and the sensations feel good. The tension of waiting is overwhelming. I need him in me now!  But I have to play this game by the rules, and the Jenga tower has to fall first.

It’s my turn to pull out another block. I am still down on my hands and knees and am moving toward the blocks when from behind he inserts his penis into me. He forcefully thrusts deep inside of me in and out and in and out.

“I want to see if you can pull a block when I’m doing this to you,” he says.

What? Are you kidding me? No way! I am utterly incapable of doing anything but reveling in this moment. He has stolen my resolve to play by the rules. I fully surrender to him. He begins to rub my pussy as his engorged penis fills me. His other hand moves to my breast. It won’t be long now. Ohh! The feelings of desire, passion, pleasure and love for this man overwhelm me, and I am flooded with such a powerful orgasm that it takes my breath away. It feels incredible. When I am old and all grey, I will still remember this night, this moment, my wonderful husband making love to me.

Now that he knows he has entirely satisfied me, he begins to focus on his pleasure. Thrusting rhythmically in and out continues the wonderful sensations that spread throughout my whole being. I feel so tight after orgasm that I’m hoping it feels extra tight and pleasurable for him too. I want him to feel the ecstasy he gave to me. I begin to feel his body respond in a way that I recognize. He starts to climax. Soon I feel his manhood filling me.

What words do I use to express to this man how much he means to me? How much I love him? My husband is mine and I am his. He is the greatest lover, best friend and husband.

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