Passion

It's been awfully stormy out today, but I don't mind much. This weather is soothing and calming to the busy mind. Even the birds are silent, as if to hide from the torrential rainfall and clapping thunder. The occasional lightning strikes light up my house beautifully, reflecting perfect light upon my bare body. I have been waiting all day long to see my husband walking through the door so I could eagerly greet him with a sweet kiss and a hot meal. He works hard for his family, and I enjoy doing these small subservient things for him to show my appreciation.

I went upstairs to slip into my silk robe that I know he loves dearly. The way it hugs my body is something he loves to see. It fits wonderfully, albeit a bit short, I know he appreciates it as much. I made my way back downstairs, trying to keep my bare feet quiet against the wooden stairs to listen to the still ongoing thunder. Wandering over to the kitchen, I reached into the cabinet to grab a plate for his meal as I heard the front door swing open quickly. Upon turning around, I noticed my husband was drenched from the downpour.

"Oh, no! Let me grab you some warm comfortable clothes!" I told him.

I quickly returned with his favorite sweats and slightly oversized t-shirt. I couldn't help but stare at him as he slipped out of his wet clothes. Little by little until he was completely naked. My eyes were locked on his glistening body. He knows I love seeing him like this. Nude and vulnerable he looks at me with a light smirk. I know he knows exactly what I want. No other man has ever been able to please me so perfectly with just a look. I reached down, grabbed his wet clothes and took them to the wash while he got dressed for dinner.

Upon returning to the kitchen, he was dressed and sitting at the table. I went over to the stove to plate our dinner after his seemingly exhausting day. I turned around with both plates in hand, and noticed my robe string was caught in the drawer, and it slipped off when I walked away. I stared for a moment, naked and a bit embarrassed by my own silly mistake.

My husband looked over with a slight chuckle. "Come here, honey. Leave the robe and sit down."

I hesitated for a second before listening, making my way to the table with both plates of food. He didn't say a word. Instead, he started in on his meal, occasionally looking at me in his peripherals. I stayed quiet as well, trying to enjoy my meal through my embarrassment. We both sat in silence listening to the storm outside until we finished our meal, and even then, he didn't move.

Eventually, he looked up at me and stared for a moment.

"I know your cunt is dripping, isn't it?" He asked.

I didn't quite know how to respond, he wasn't usually this forward. But, after watching him get undressed in front of me soaking wet and glistening, I was quickly aroused. "Yes."

He chucked once more as he pushed his seat out and brought his plate with him, stacked it on mine and took them to the sink. "I love you, honey. Thank you for dinner", he told me as he rinsed them off.

I turned for a moment to grab my robe that had fallen off, and before I could pick it up, he came up and placed his hand around my neck. Pulling my face closer to his, he gave me a passionate wet kiss, shoving his tongue in my mouth as he picked me up off my chair and placed me on the counter. Still fully clothed, he took his fingers and shoved them in my mouth until I gagged for just a moment. He pulled them out slowly, and kissed me once again, then shoving those same two fingers into my cunt.

I gasped with a sharp breath, followed by a light endearing moan. "I've missed you today. I love that you know just where to touch me."

"I know, and I missed you too, babygirl. I can't wait to show you how much." He muttered.

Part 2

He picked me up and held me as he took me up to our bedroom, gently laying me on our bed while he continued with his intense passionate kisses. I could smell the aftershave on his beard from this morning. The feeling of his prickly beard brushing my neck only made me want him even more. Slowly he kissed my neck down to my stomach before pulling me by my legs up to his face.

"Mmmm...", I moaned gently.

I could feel the vibrations of his voice on my clit as he groaned with every suckle. He used one hand to spread me apart and his mouth to tease me, while he slipped two fingers into my cunt and pressed repeatedly on my gspot. I couldn't help but let out light sharp breaths with every stroke of his fingers. Little by little I could feel my juices running down my cunt dripping onto the bed. He pulled his face away and used his fingers with harder strokes than before, until I couldn't hold it in anymore and made a mess of his face and our bed.

He came up to me, kissed me and pulled off his clothes. I couldn't help but notice how hard he was. I ran my fingers from his balls to the head of his cock only to notice that he was dripping a little. I rubbed it in, looked up at him and licked it off of my fingers, never wanting to waste a drop.

He teased me a bit, grinding his hard cock up and down my cunt, soaking himself with my mess. I was drooling. I love the way his cock feels when he's filling me up.

"Oooohhhh fuck yes", he muttered as he slid in slowly. "You always feel so fucking good, baby." He put his fingers back in my mouth almost as if to muffle my moans while he slid in deeper until he couldn't go in anymore. He lifted my legs up over his shoulders, hugging them with his arm and looked at me as he slid in and out. Slowly at first, gradually building up pace. I was already so close from the way he used his hands with me. I knew I wasn't going to last long.

He put my legs down and leaned in against me, pressing his sweaty body against me, his face in my neck with light breaths in my ear. I could feel intense pressure building inside me. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!" I gushed and throbbed all over his cock as he tried to stay inside me. I didn't want him to let me push him out. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled in as close and as deep as he could until my convulsions stopped. He grabbed my breast firmly with a light slap behind it and sucked on my nipple while he continued fucking me. Shoving his cock in and out while playing with my sensitive nipples, I couldn't help but to let him know how good he felt. My moans were loud and persistent, and I wanted him to cum desperately.

"Just like that, baby, just like that. You're so good to me. Fuck-- you feel so good." He continued.

"Cum for me, daddy." I whispered in his ear.

Almost instantly, he let out a deep long groan and I felt his cock throbbing in my cunt. He kept on with his strokes until he was empty, pulling out slowly enough to watch his cum drip from me.

He came up and kissed me on the forehead. "Come on, baby. Let's get you cleaned up. It's time for bed."