Serving My Husband's Needs

I am a married mom of two, married to my highschool sweetheart. I lost my virginity to him at 21, on our wedding night.

We waited, because of my convictions.

It was always clear to me that my body belongs to my husband. It exists to bring him pleasure, to satisfy his needs.

What I didn't know as a religious teenager was how much I love it. I thought I wouldn't mind it, but I didn't know it would be the most satisfying thing in my life.

I love serving him, I love submitting myself to him and letting him do whatever he wishes. He's rough, sometimes, but I love it.

Later I lost my faith, now I consider myself a proud feminist who believes in equality all the way. But still, what truly arouses me the most is feeling secondary, feeling like I serve and he commands. In the bedroom, at least.

This morning, waking up slowly together, he told me to lock the bedroom door and get on all fours.

I was slopping wet by the time I was back on the bed.

I started this day with a pussy full of his semen, and I loved feeling it ooze out into my panties.

I love my life, I love serving his cock.