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 Blowjob Jennifer Ann Copyright 2008

   I have been planning this for most of the day.  Well, you might say I
have been planning it for weeks.  Not consciously, of course.  No, more
like having the thought dance in and out of my head over the last few
weeks. Tonight is going to be the night and I will surprise him.

   Several times during the day I found myself daydreaming on what I
planned to do.  It was only when I would suddenly realized my panties were
wet that I became aware of my thoughts.  The longer the day went, the
hornier I found myself and the damper my undies became.  It was hard to
maintain a straight face as I went though the routines of dinner and
putting the kids to bed.

   Finally the time has come.  The children are asleep, I have finished
washing my face and doing my nightly rituals in getting ready for bed. 
Unless it is cold, I usually only wear long sleeping tee shirts to bed. 
So, dressed in a long pink night shirt with a sleeping kitten design on the
front, I get into bed.  As expected, I find Bill in his usual night wear, a
pair of boxer shorts.

   He is lying in bed watching one of the late night talk shows as I crawl
in and snuggled beside him.  Without taking his eyes off the TV he puts an
arm under my neck and I lay my head on the side of his chest.  After a
moment, I turn my head to get closer to his ear.

   I whisper, "Be still, I am going to give you a blowjob."

   He does a good job of not reacting.  Although, the edges of his lips do
curl slightly upward.  While still lying beside him, I scoot down a little,
slide my hand down his thigh and back up into the bottom of his boxers. 
With my fingers, I lightly traced the curvature of his balls and run my
forefinger up the length of his cock.  I feel it twitch and start to
stiffen.

   On hands and knees I move over to his groin.  With my hand back in his
shorts, I lift the growing penis out of the front opening and lower my head
to take him into my mouth.  My tongue can feel the texture of the head, the
wide ridge at the bottom, and the softness of his still semi-flaccid cock.
Making sure I have enough saliva for lubricant, I slowly move my head
upward and while sucking lightly, his member slides between my lips until
it pops out of my mouth.

   Again I capture it with my mouth, let my tongue play around the head.  I
enjoy the taste of him and the feeling of his now growing manhood in my
mouth.  Once again I slowly lift my head, allowing it to slide between my
lips.  I feel him sigh and grow stiffer.  I repeat the action for a third
time.

   I climb over him and while straddling his legs, I slide my fingers under
the waistband and start pulling his boxers off.  He helps by lifting his
hips and butt as I pull them off.  Spreading his legs I get between them
and spent a moment studying my favorite toy.  I love to look at his cock.
To watch it move and twitch.  It seems to have a life of its own.  It
fascinates me how it can grow from being so little and soft to big and
stiff.  I slowly stroke it watching the silky skin flow up and down until
it grows tall and, is standing on its own.

   Still holding it with my fingers, I lick the length of the shaft,
running the tip of my tongue around the bottom of the head.  I repeat the
motion once again then take him into my mouth.  After a couple of pumps
with my head, I release it and nestle down to his balls.

   I can smell the faint order of soap, lingering from his shower.  I take
one of his balls in my mouth and roll it around gently, while holding the
cock in my hand and rubbing it against my cheek.  By the sounds coming from
his throat and the way his head is rolling I can tell, he has totally
forgotten about the TV show.  His hips begin to rock slowly.

   After a few seconds, I switch balls and stroke his cock as I roll the
other ball around in my mouth feeling it with my tongue.  Now he is
visually moving back and forth and moaning.  With a finger I lightly rub
the spot between his anus and cock.  Then releasing his ball, I run the tip
of my tongue around his anus.

   Getting back on my knees I once again straddle his legs and take his now
erect penis into my mouth.  I take as much of him I can and, start to bob
my head up and down trying to make my mouth like my pussy.  He starts
raising his hips trying to shove it deeper into my mouth.  I try to keep
pace with his thrusts and not let him gag me.

   I can feel his cock getting harder in my mouth and his legs tightening.
I know he is getting close.  After eight years of marriage, a girl knows
her man.  I focus on sucking him.  Moving up and down, feeling his shaft
going in and out of my mouth, I time my bobbing to his motions.  I feel his
body getting tighter and harder as he gets closer to climaxing.  The
muscles of his thighs harden until his legs are like tree limbs between my
thighs.  Then suddenly he goes rigid and stops breathing.  His cock quivers
in my mouth and seems to grow even thicker.  He grabs my head and stops me
from moving, I hear him grunt, arch and feel his semen gushing into my
mouth, filling it with his starchy tasting substance.  Filled with pride, I
would grin, except his cum would leak out.  So, I swallow and allow him to
control my motions.  He lowers my head downward on his cock as he again
ejaculates into my mouth, then again, and again, until he finishes.

   Filled with love for him, joy that I brought him pleasure and, pride
that I can, I kiss his now softening penis.  Slowly, I lick it clean, while
enjoying the moment and, the sensation of it with my tongue and mouth. 
Then I look up at him with what he calls my sex kitten look.  He pulls me
up toward him and kisses me.  I felt so warm and happy inside.

   There is another feeling however, I still need release.  So lying beside
him with his arm under my head and his other hand caressing my breast, out
of habit I stick a finger in my mouth for some unneeded moisture and reach
down between my legs.

   It's my turn.

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