For years I've said that my wife gives the best blowjob; and, for at least the last several years I've told her that I think she should share her talent. Of course she's always said "No way! My mouth fits your penis perfectly and I'm not interested in putting another man's cock anywhere near my face."
On one level I appreciate and understand her feelings but still, she's very, very good. There was a time when the thought of giving me a blowjob was out of the question. She thought it was disgusting and she didn't want cum on either her face or down her throat-yuck! But one night a number of years ago I somehow got her to sit in the den while I was watching a porn video starring the incomparable Teri W and, I swear, I think she really got turned on. I don't know if it was because of the sex scenes that she was watching, the incredible beauty of the porn star and how she was so adept at oral sex; or, if my wife was really a "closet" blowjob wonnabee.
About two weeks later, without prompting, she said to me "Do men really like blow jobs? Would you really like me to try?" My pulse jumped but I knew if I got too enthusiastic she wouldn't ever want to talk about it again; so, I casually said, "I think most guys would enjoy it". So that was the beginning.
That night my wife turned over in bed and started to play with my cock, a simple light stroking and I instantly responded. We kissed for a while as she was continuing to stroke me and she began to start moving down my body with little kisses on my neck, shoulders, chest and stomach—which really felt great.
By the time she got to my waist I thought she would stop, but she didn't. She continued to move down my body and, avoiding my cock, started to kiss my thighs and my balls. It felt great and I thought that was going to be "it" for the night; but, thank goodness, I was wrong!
She began to lightly kiss my rock-hard cock allowing her saliva to drip onto my shaft. She then ran her smooth cheek up and down my penis and I was gone! I shot my load all over her face and thought to myself that she'll never do this again. Surprisingly, she didn't get up, she continued to rub her face in my cum and began moaning softly. It was the most erotic thing I'd ever experienced.
It didn't stop there. After I shot my load I got limp and that's the first time that my wife put my cock in her mouth. A minute or so later I could feel myself getting hard again but that wasn't what she wanted—she only wanted to nuzzle, explore and basically make love to my penis; so, our first oral session came to an extremely fulfilling end.
The next day I asked her what she thought about her first oral sex and was shocked when she told me that she was so aroused that after I fell asleep she had to masturbate to get herself to sleep. "So", I said, "do you want to keep doing this?" and she said "as often as we can. I want to get really good at it." I thought to myself, how friggin' great is this??!!
To my delight and surprise, my wife kept her word and over the years has really mastered her trade. I'd put her up against any man or woman and am confident that the response would be overwhelming. To this day we have oral sex a couple of times a week and it's just as fulfilling now as it was when we first started.
Now, there are no restrictions. I can cum on her face, in her mouth, on her tits, between her breasts, rub my wet cock up and down her ass crack, etc. and each time she enjoys the session as much as I. That's why I tried to encourage her to share. Just as when we first started, her first impulsive response was a resounding "no", but, over time I began to see some of that brick wall begin to crumble. First it was "absolutely not, I need to love the guy", then "no way, unless I know and like him", then "wow, that guy's hot maybe I could consider him", to "the glory hole thing sounds like a lot of fun". Then I started to tell her how much I would enjoy watching her give pleasure to someone else and that it would be a huge turn-on for me. OMG, then it happened and it was totally unexpected and completely unplanned.
A couple of months ago my wife broke her leg and after a long and successful healing process her doctor told her that when the cast came off she would need 8 weeks of physical and massage therapy. After the third or fourth visit she came home and said, "I don't know if I should tell you this but the weirdest thing just happened at PT. At the end of each session my instructor rubs my broken leg from my thigh to my ankle to enhance the blood circulation and healing process. It sounded a bit strange but I looked around and saw the other therapists doing similar things with their patients, so I didn't think anything more of it."