Well, I finally got the nerve to write about something that happened to me. I have always had a bit of a dark side. I guess if you saw me you would think I am just a typical wife and mom. This is not your typical story about how I just rushed out and fucked everyone I saw. This is about a kink that I have never been able to get away from.
This all happened quite a few years ago. I have a wonderful husband and we have always had a fantastic sex life. My husband Jim always knew I had a bit of a kink for oral sex. What can say, I love it! Nothing gets me as hot as sucking cock. Everything about it gets me going. The way a nice hard cock feels in my hand and the way it throbs in my mouth. (Just writing this gets me wet.)
There is not a day that goes by that I did not give my husband a blow job. Jim often had a puzzled but happy look on his face when I went down on him. Oh, don’t get me wrong, he loved every minute of it. I know now he was more wondering why I so loved sucking cock.
After we had been married about 7 years, our sex life kind of died down a little. I don’t want to say it was dead–it was still great, but just not as hot as it used to be. We started watching X-rated movies to spice things up. Every time I saw a scene with a girl sucking a big huge cock, I would go crazy and start sucking Jim’s cock like there was no tomorrow. He knew the effect those scenes had on me and started buying videos that had lots of cock sucking in them. After a few months, Jim brought home a new DVD that was called Glory Hole Girls.
We were both sitting on the couch, snuggled up to each other. The first scene was a sexy, trampy slut going into an adult book store. Her and her guy went into a booth where there was hole in the wall. As you can guess, before long a big cock appeared through the hole and she started sucking like there was no tomorrow. As I watched with my eyes glued to the TV, I felt a rush run through by body like fire. My nipples pressed against the thin fabric of my blouse. The coarse fabric felt raw and hot. My breathing quickened, and a flush ran all over me. Wetness flowed out of me like a river, filling the air with the smell of sex.
“I think someone found something they really like,” Jim said with a little smirk.
My face flushed form the truth of his words, and all I could do was make grunting noises. I tore at his zipper like a woman possessed and engulfed his cock in one fluid motion.
“Mmmmmmmmm,” I gurgled with his cock pressing against the back of my throat.
I have never been able to deep throat Jim’s large cock. He is over 8 inches long, and I have longed to feel that monster all the way down my throat. I could not even begin to count the many times over the years that I made the attempt. It always resulted the same way. I would choke just as he pressed to the back of my throat. This time I was so turned on I didn’t even care if I choked to death. It was do or die. I had to have that beautiful cock all the way down my throat. I wanted that cock, and I wanted it all.
Each time my mouth bobbed up and down on his hard cock I would push just a little further. I could feel the gagging sensation build, but I ignored it. I pressed my head as hard as I could and felt my throat try to constrict around his cock. Every time I went down for another try, I would press his cock deeper down my tight throat. I realized I was gaining when I had swallowed well over half his cock.
The choking feeling was starting to lessen, and the pleasure I was feeling increased as I felt my body shoot with electric jolts with each deeper thrush of my head. I leaned forward and pushed my head harder. This time I stuck my tongue out and tilted my head to allow this cock to slide easier. With one final push of my head, I felt tightness in my throat and his cock slipped in all the way. My tongue was licking his balls. Tears filled my eyes from the final thrust, but I was so on fire I could not stand it.
“Mmmmmmmmmm,” I groaned as my throat clamped around his cock.
“Yes…Yes,” Jim moaned.
His hands were pushing my face hard on his cock. I was choking on his cock and loving it.
My throat was squeezing his cock as wave after wave rolled through my body. It was like an electrical bolt was running from my throat to my clit. My clit was so swollen that it throbbed with each beat of my heart. I was so lost in lust that my ears were ringing and there was no passion, just pure desire.
Jim could no longer hold back and started lifting his hips to thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. He was fucking my mouth with such force it lifted me up with each thrust. I could feel the deep throb of his cock as it penetrated deep in my throat. With one violent thrust, he pushed his cock all the way down my throat and came with a shudder. For the first time in my life I never even had to swallow. I could feel his cum shoot down with one hard pump after another. The throbbing sensation of his pulsing cock was like a rhythm of raw sex. The sensation sent me over the edge. I could not stand it anymore. I reached down and thrust my fingers deep in my dripping wet pussy as he came, and an orgasm came over me like a tidal wave. My orgasm was so strong I almost blacked out from the intensity of it. My whole body was no longer my own.
Like any idea, it just kept gnawing at me. I could not get it out of my mind. The idea of sucking a group of guys off at a glory hole would not leave me. It would hit me at different times, such as when I was cleaning the house, or shopping at the mall. I would go to a party with my husband and wonder what it would be like to suck all the guys there. It became an obsession that I could not run away from. The more I tried not to think about it, the more I did.
Jim and I were very close and he knew the fantasy was growing into an obsession for me. He came up with a great idea.
“Honey, I have a little surprise for you,” Jim said with that wicked little smile. He motioned me to the garage.
“What are you up to?” I asked, trying not to look aggravated for being interrupted while cooking.
As I walked into the garage I was not really sure what I was looking at right away. The realization came over me what it had to be. He’d built a plywood wall up over a closet in the garage with a hole cut at about waist height in the plywood.
“Well, baby,” he said with a grin, “now you have your very own glory hole.”
The magic happened like it always did. I felt the blood rush to my head and my nipples harden on their own. The wetness between my legs let loose like a river, and the excitement made my heart start to beat faster. I was transfixed by the wall with that hole cut in the center. Jim knew I was getting turned on as my face flushed with excitement.
“Want to try it out?” Jim asked in a low voice.
I could see he was getting hard from my reaction. I was breathing so hard I thought I might pass out, and all I could do was nod. I ran to the kitchen, turning off everything that was cooking and ran back to the garage stripping off my cloths as I went. He showed me how to open the door to the room and inside was another surprise.
“I didn’t want you to be uncomfortable in there, so I bought a kneeling chair.” Jim almost laughed.
“You may have to be in there for quite a while since I have to open the door from this side.”