My name is Samantha and I love to give head. I'm 23 and married to a great man and an amazing lover. He swears by my oral technique and says it's the best he's ever had. A couple of weeks ago I decided to give him something special. There really was no reason for it but I figured what the hell I'm married and fucking bloody horny so why should I wait for a special occasion to blow my husband's socks off.
You see, I was married after college and Dean never knew me in college. While there, I was in sorority and well, you learn a lot of things in a sorority. One, never drink alone with a Fraternity guy at a party unless you're horny and you like him because you will get fucked. And the other... how to give amazing blow-jobs. This was kind off passed along by the girls as a trade secret and boy it kept em coming. And the trick is don't swallow... until the end that is.
When my husband came home that night I had dinner ready. A romantic meal of light chicken in a wine sauce with a vegetable vinaigrette mix and some strong wine. Chocolate covered cherries for desert and much more wine. The cherries were the ones with the sweet burst of alcohol in them, my favorite candy. I met him at the door in only a black thong and a satin robe. He would have probably taken me right there but I wouldn't allow it. I was the one that would be doing the taking tonight. When dinner was done I excused myself and tipsily retreated to the bedroom where I had lit some candles. Just in case he didn't get the hint I threw my robe around the corner followed by the thong. He got the hint.
In only minutes he was in the room groping my naked body from head to toe. It felt so good but I had to go on with the evening's plans. I pushed his hands away and guided him back to the bed. Slowly I removed his shirt and caressed his chest, stopping only to suck his nipples and brush his chest hair with my cheek. (I love that feeling, a strong man's chest with just a little bit of soft hair brushing against my cheek Β wonderful!) Then I carefully unbuttoned his jeans, careful not to injure the beautiful bulge that filled them.