True story about our second anniversary.
My husband if I always make a point to get away for our anniversary. Something about being out of the house in a new room, and a new bed, just felt right. For me it reminded me have a very first night as husband and wife. Being taken as his wife for the very first time.
Being married two years had brought us so close together. Emotionally, physically, and definitely sexually I have never felt closer to someone. Those first two years felt like an awakening of sorts as I completely devoted myself to my husband and his desires, while he voted himself to mine.
When we got married I was pretty inexperienced. Before I let my husband I had only ever been with two other guys before. One in high school, my first blowjob. The second in college, who fucked me for the first time. Then there was my husband who showed me what sex really was. He awakened a side of me but even I didn't know I had. A raw sexual side that made me want to be a total slut for him.
I would do anything for my husband. Over the first two years of our marriage we expanded our sex life into something beautiful, if not slutty. I watched my husband, who wasn't that much more experience that I was, turn from a missionary only position lover into a tie me down, bend my body, fuck me utill I'm raw lover. His passion and imagination made me into a horny mess that wanted to please him more than anything. And believe me when I say he always returned the favor.
For our second anniversary we checked into a nice suite at our timeshare up north in the forest. On the ground floor with an incredible view out into the trees and a little hiking trail. Just like our first anniversary our clothes barely made it past the front door. My hands have been wandering over to his jeans during the drive over, making him hard as he tried to drive. As soon as our bags were in the entryway, he pulled down my shirts and I got down on my knees, took out his eager dick, and started sucking him off.
He put his hand on the back of my head, unpulled me deeper down his dick, which only made me want him more. I took his dick deep in my mouth, then pulled it out and begin stroking his now wet dick as I moved my mouth down to his balls. He really likes it when I suck on his balls, something I found out over these past couple of years. When the sucking and stroking became too much, he pulled me up to my feet, turned me around and bent me over the counter in the little in room kitchen. He spanked my ass, something we both had learned I really liked over the last couple years. I bent over nice and far so he could admire my new black lacy thong I had bought for the weekend. I had bought a few new outfits to show off for this anniversary. He spent me again, and then pulled my thong down to my ankles, revealing my now soaking wet pussy.