The blowjob, the kissing, your hot sexy body." That earned me an elbow in the ribs and a sarcastic snort. Something just me going tonight, I guess. So long awhile I couldn't have told you when the last time was. In the aftermath of our sex, my wife leaned over me, smiled and said, "So, that just happened." She looked at me closely, "What got into you tonight, Mister Two Times?" It had been a while since I had gone twice in a row like that. We proceeded to make love with a passion like we had when we first started dating, before kids and jobs and responsibilities made our sex life more about routine and less about spontaneous lustful passion.
But something clicked this time for both of us and we shared a passionate few minutes kissing and holding each other tightly while my cock remained hard and ready. This was not the first time I had tasted my own cum, nor even the first time my wife shared my cum with me post-blowjob. When I responded eagerly, she offered me her fingers, with a few strands of cum that had escaped her mouth clinging to them, and told me to lick them clean, which I gladly did. With the remnants of my cum still on her lips, my wife gave a deep kiss, sharing the taste of my cum with me. So, how did I get here? It all started recently, just after my wife had finished giving me one hell of a great blowjob. I just want to feel that beautiful flesh sliding between my lips and savor the feeling of it depositing its load on my tongue. It could be any man tall or short, blonde or brunette, slim or husky, black or white, just so long as he has a nice looking cock. I phrase that obsession carefully, referring specifically to the cock and its cum, not to the man attached to that cock. This happened for me and it had led me, an otherwise straight, married, father of two, to become obsessed with the idea of sucking a beautiful cock and swallowing its cum. It's amazing to me how a brief off-hand comment or fleeting thought can take hold of a person and grow into a full-blown obsession.