Sometimes Husband Needs A Slut

Over the weekend we celebrated hubby's 40th birthday - I love him dearly and he's the only man I've ever had. By day, I'm pretty vanilla and I wanted to really spice things up. I remembered a time when we were in our 20s when he fucked me drunk and wanted to recreate that a little bit, with a bit more experience than we had back then.

We had a nice picnic dinner in a park near where we live - I wore a black dress, thigh high leggings, and shoes, had him dress up a bit as well. We ate, sipped wine, slow danced to our car stereo, and watched the stars. It wasn't ideal, but it was just us and we had fun just like when we were teenagers.

I made it a point to drink way too much so that he practically had to carry me back to our car. I was all over him as he drove us home, at one point taking off my black panties and pressing them into his face. I pressed my face to his crotch and tried to bite his cock through his pants I shamelessly masturbated as he drove down the interstate and even managed an orgasm via the small vibe I keep in my purse.

By the time we got home, my panties were around his neck and a nice wet spot had formed on his pants. He guided me inside, where I went off to the bedroom and told me to come find me. I slipped out of my dress and shoes, only my black thigh high leggings still on, and flopped onto the bed face first. He was behind me, kissing, rubbing my neck and hairline, positioning me. I knew what he was going to do.

I told him at that point to cum anywhere he wanted and I heard the audible gasp from him. I don't let him cum on my face or in my mouth so this was a treat. I lazily sucked him - really he fucked my mouth for a few minutes - and he was in my sloppy drunk pussy and giving it to me.

I gave him the best show of his life - moaning, whimpering, begging, talking like a dirty slut about how much I loved his cock and wanted his cum. He did not disappoint, first cumming in my pussy hard and pulling out so I leaked on our bed. He sat down beside me, I was still spread out, hair in my face, arms wide, still pretty tipsy. I asked him if he wanted more and he responded by pulling a handful of hair and kissing me hard. Then he was in me again.

He finished the second time by cumming all over my neck and hair - he was trying for my face and didn't make it. And a third time all over my ass and leggings. I knew he could go twice every now and then, three times was a surprise. And then he got his phone and took pictures, another thing I don't usually let him do. There was cum everywhere, I could smell it and feel it on me and in me, cooling and becoming sticky.

And then he turned back into my sweetie, bringing me a washcloth that he warmed in our sink and cleaning me up. Then he took me to the shower, where he held me while we scrubbed some of that stubborn stuff off me. Not a sexy shower at all, but it was good.

He changed our sheets, got me some water, and we went to bed. He kissed my forehead and I slept in his arms like the good little girl he married. I am a good girl - sometimes he needs a slut.