Uxorious Hubby
Month
He makes the most beautiful sounds when I touch him.
Sometimes, he’s so quiet I can barely hear it. Just a soft sigh as my hand moves along his side. A pronounced inhale when I circle his sensitive nipples. Maybe even the sound of silence as I touch his hip bones and he holds his breath.
Other times, he’s more vocal. I can bring him to a crescendo with a well-timed stroke. His moans blend into a harmony as his eyes close and he rests heavy against me. He murmurs when I move up his back and run my fingers into his hair.
I trace his body up and down, exploring every beautiful curve with my fingertips. I make him sing for me.
(A great list, even though not written by me)
I edge my husband because:
- It’s what his body wants, whether his mind knows it or not
- It’s more pleasurable for him to be edged and denied than for him to cum – simple biology
- I can do this every day, and he’ll stay aroused and excited every time
- He makes the sexiest noises when I edge him
- I love watching his mind go numb with pleasure
- He gets so stiff and hard for me, I can’t resist touching it, and I want him to stay that way as long as possible
- He stays in a hypersexual state, always eager to pleasure me any way I want
- It arouses me to see him lost in bliss
- Edging him is so easy, and it gets easier every day I do it
- I want him to be happy, and he’s obviously happy when he’s on the edge
- I love that he trusts me with his most intimate, natural reflex, so I trigger it as often as possible (or almost-trigger it!)
- He fucks me so hard after I edge him for a few days – he’s like an animal, I fucking love it!
- He thinks of me all day and texts me the sweetest things
- He works hard, doesn’t get enough respect, and deserves to “zone out” for a while in my hands or mouth
- It makes him dream about me, so I’m part of literally every moment of his life
And more, and more…
Source:
http://healthysexymarriage.tumblr.com
Call your boy beautiful and precious and special and wonderful, go for it.
Watch or listen to your boy sleep for hours on end while you keep his nightmares at bay, go for it.
Cradle his face mid fuck, kiss him stupid and tell him how much he means to you, go for it.
Kiss every mole and every freckle on his body, go for it.
Tell him a thousand times each day just what a good boy he is, go for it.
Make love to your boy, go for it.
Tell him that not only he’s the filthiest, needy whore know to mankind he’s also - and above all - your whore, go for it.
Fuck his tight little ass over and over again and claim what’s yours, go for it.
Be the sappiest, gentlest of Dommes out there, go for it.
Want to drive your boy insane with want, go for it.
Cradle your boy in your arms for hours on end, go for it.
Do everything you can to see that happy, content smile on his face, go for it.
Go for it, for your boy is worth it.