It was really dark when I heard someone enter the room. It was just a silhouette but looked like my husband but at this stage I was really drunk. I was laying with my legs slightly spread on the bed. I said to him "my pussy is really wet. can you go down on me for a bit". There was no reply. I closed my eyes. All of a sudden I felt a wet tongue licking the sides of my chubby thighs. It felt really good. The tongue slowly circled towards my pussy. It was on fire and my clit felt like it was standing up. All at once it entered me and landed on my clit. I almost came at once.
The tongue started licking my clit with increasing speed. I came within seconds and I groaned loudly. I was suddenly tossed over and I was on all fours. I was pretty out of it but really enjoying it. I felt a throbbing cock enter me. It felt huge. It was filling me up. I had a moment of thinking it felt bigger than my husband but was so wasted I just went with it. I was suddenly bathed in a phone light for the next few minutes. I randomly wondered if I was being filmed (my husband sometimes does that for fun).
It didn't last long. I heard him grunting behind me before feeling a warm gushy feeling fill me up. I collapsed on the bed. I felt his cum leak out of me. I said to him "that was fun". He didn't answer. Suddenly I was alone again. I rolled over and fell asleep. I was woken up to my husband waking me up saying there was an uber waiting for us. We went outside and I felt cum dripping down my leg a little. I used my hand to clean it up a bit.
We got in the car and went home. We didn't speak. I fell asleep again. When we got home I had sobered up by this point. My husband asked if I wanted to fool around. I was thinking it was very adventurous of him given what had happened earlier in the night in the bedroom. He went under the covers and started licking me out. He is really good at eating me. And I was also thinking it was pretty hot given that he came in me earlier on. I was still filled up with cum and he was going to town. I came really hard.
I was super tired so rolled over and went to sleep. Woke up the next morning and asked my husband what took over him the night before. He asked what I meant and I said "it is pretty rare for you to go down on me twice in one night". He laughed and said "you must have been drunk. I only went down on you once and we went to sleep". I turned bright red but he didn't pick up on it. Who the fuck had been in the bedroom with me last night. I went and picked up Plan B and vowed never to mention it again.
