I've been liking, scrolling and rebloging for months now, but I just can't seem to calm my heart and soul! I have to write this out, I have to unburden myself!
I married out of love many years ago. My husband and I had a great start in our marriage, very soon we had our children a son and 18 months later a beautiful daughter.
Sex was fun for us for a long time, then when our daughter was about two years old, I found God!
Since I started regularly going to church with my family, sex was becoming something that I was avoiding. My husband and I love each other, that is probably the reason that I have this story to tell.
As I got deeper and deeper into religion, the less I wanted to have sex. As time went on sex slowly dropped out of our lives. I was happy with the way it was turning out. At one point in our marriage it was almost a year between our last encounter. That is the time that my story has it's roots in.
We were out, we had some drinks with friends, and when we got home my husband forced himself on me. He wasn't harsh or abusing, he just had his way with me, even though I didn't comply. The next day I could see in his eyes that he was not dealing well with what he had done. I didn't argue with him, nor did either of us mention the incident.
After a few weeks we had forgotten about it ever happening. Then one Friday night, without so much as a word, my husband takes me again. I did not comply, I lay there waiting for him to finish! Without a word being said it ended as it started. I was hurt, he could see it in my eyes, he turned over on the bed and went to sleep.
The next day I was thinking of all of the things that I was going to tell him when he got home, but as he got home, he was in a good mood! Different from all of the past months, and I couldn't find the right moment to spill my anger.
As we put the kids to sleep and returned to our room, he approached me from behind and blindfolded me! I froze! He pulled me to the center of the room and removed all of my clothes. He took me to our bed and made love to me for a long time. I lay silently fighting the arousal that my body was experiencing. It was very hard for me, I greatly enjoyed sex before, and he knew how to make love to me. He had me, this way and that, I fought of the oncoming orgasm as hard as I could, until it washed over me almost passing me out.
We lay panting on the bed for some time, he was recovering and I was protesting silently, not moving, almost not breathing! He turned of the lights, threw a sheet over us and silently in the dark removed my blindfold.
I let out a sigh when he freed me, and that was all that night. He left me naked under our bedspread and I was too hurt to get up and put on my nightgown.
That night I slept wonderfully, I had a great dream and when I got up to do my chores, and all through the day I felt great. As the afternoon was turning into evening, I felt a slight pang in my stomach. My husband was coming home!
Nothing happened that evening, next morning we went to church. I was conflicted, what do I do, what do I say? Was I on the wrong path? Should I tell the pastor what my husband has done to me?
It was a great day at church, everybody was happy and laughing, and in the light of the day my troubles were not that bad.
We had something to eat and went to the shops to buy things for the kids. At one of the shops he left us to look for something, and when he finished, we returned home.
After we put the kids to bed, without a word he took me to our room, blindfolded me, and stripped me! He took me into the shower, washed me and shaved my pussy smooth! He dried me off and took me to bed. Complete silence between us was loud, almost deafening! I allowed him to maneuver me as if I was a mannequin. He rubbed me down with some body oil and again had his way with me!
I had stopped shaving my pussy years ago, that night I relived the old sensations of smooth oiled skin on smooth skin. I strained against being aroused by his touch but it was pointless! I lay as still as my body would let me and found comfort in the blindfold and the fact that it wasn't my doing but his!
He took his time with me, that Sunday, probably getting aroused himself from what my body was telling him; I couldn't fight the strong stimulation more than I did! As before, when we caught our breath, he turned of the lights, took of my blindfold and left me naked in the bed under the covers; but tonight, he turned towards me, hugged me from behind and himself naked spooned me! With one hand he hugged me, and with the other he cupped my naked pussy!
That night we slept like a husband and wife for the first time, in a long time!
The next morning when I woke up, there was a new house-coat for me by the dresser, It was thin and sheer, and not very long! He wanted me to wear it today!
I put it on, it was silky on my skin and felt great, but it didn't cover anything! I wore it as I tended to my chores, my smooth pussy, and my translucent gown kept me aroused all day! The children were still too little to care if their mother was naked around the house, so I decided to wait for my husband to come home in the coat that he bought me!
That evening, I was almost naked in the kitchen, during dinner, while we played after dinner and as we put the kids to bed! I expected the wrong reaction from my husband. He didn't even blink when he saw me at the door waiting for him, but out of the corner of his eyes I could see that he was glad. The whole evening he openly stared at my nakedness, and I didn't flinch, I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing how hard this was on me!
As we turned to our room I turned of the lights, he took out the blindfold and covered my eyes and I heard the light switch. He turned them on again! He could at least let me suffer his touch in the dark. I gasped at the sound of the switch, he put his finger in my mouth!
He stripped off the cobweb that had been covering me, gently maneuvered me to the edge of the bed, and pushed his cock into my mouth!
I had enjoyed sucking his dick before, but it's been almost years since my tongue had tasted his cock! I strained my mouth open and just let him fuck my face.
Tears were running down my cheeks, how am I to be a good Christian with a cock in my mouth! I sat stiff on the edge of the bed, naked and blindfolded with my husband fucking my face endlessly! It must have been hard for him, from my lack of participation, he lasted forever! He held on to my head, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, taking it out from time to time to wipe my tears with it, before pushing it back!
I remembered his taste instantly, I even think that my heart skipped a beat when he first stuffed it in my mouth! He was leaking generous amounts of sweet precum and was just sliding it in and out of my mouth, the saltiness of my tears mixed with the taste of his cock, and I was starting to breathe hard!
He took firm hold of my head at one point and with a few thrusts blew his load in my mouth, I started to pull off of his trembling rod intending to spit out the "vile" cream! He held on to me firmly and continued to impale my mouth with his organ, pushing his cum down my throat! I started sobbing, almost silently. He held on to me, pushing his cock around my mouth, cleaning off the smeared cum, he brushed it over my lips and cheeks, collected what spilled out and returned to whipping it off with my mouth!
All that I could think about was my eternal soul burning!
We slept on the opposite sides of the bed that night, still naked!
In the morning I found a new robe waiting for me.
