Adventures With Hubby

My early sexual development came out of a long relationship with my first real boyfriend in which we developed a real love for mutual masturbation. It was our only sexual release, really. I wasn't ready to let him put his penis inside me at that time, saving my virginity for my future husband. Still, we had some really great times touching each other and giving each other rousing orgasms. That was fully imprinted on my libido. In later relationships, I slipped easily into giving hand jobs and, later, blow jobs. I was still reserving my 'V' card for my husband. He was the one that I finally gave it to, although it was before we married. I've never had another man inside me and never really wanted anybody else. My husband and I love to masturbate each other. Sometimes we will surprise each other with a hand placed in just the right place and we generally go with it. Last year, we were driving to meet some friends for dinner and a show. The traffic was jammed solidly and we just weren't moving. My husband was visibly frustrated and beginning to get a little case of road rage going. I decided there was a better way to channel his passion. I put my hand on his thigh and began to stroke it lightly. "I love you so much" He looked over at me and caught my devilish smile. After a moment he smiled back as my stroking climbed his thigh, getting closer to his growing bulge. He moved his right hand onto my knee and touched me through my hosiery. I touched his bulge and smiled at him as I began to pet it gently. I leaned over a bit more and wrapped my hand around his growing shaft through his slacks. Rubbing him continually, I began to talk dirty to him. "Your cock is getting so big. Is he hungry, my love? Does he want more from me?" He just groaned and tried to shift in his seat. I took the hint and undid his belt buckle and unzipped his slacks, reaching in to find a very hard cock and a lovely wet spot in his boxers. He wore some nice silk ones for me. I do love touching him through silk. He says the same about me, too. I put my head on his shoulder and he kissed the top of it as I began to stroke him in earnest. I looked out and saw that traffic wasn't moving any time soon, so I concentrated on the task at hand. I stroked him lightly, evenly, up and down, admiring the collection of precum fluid in his boxers. I had to take a taste, so I got a little on my finger and put it in my mouth, sucking on it sensually as though I had the real thing in my mouth instead of my finger. I looked him in the eyes as he watched me suck. He moaned again and I grinned. I decided it was time and I pulled his lovely cock out of the gap in front of his boxers. He was still dripping precum and I could tell that he was very close to eruption. I got a devilish idea and unbuckled my seat belt and leaned way over the central console, taking the tip into my mouth. I swirled my tongue over it, paying especially rapt attention to the little hole in the tip and the area just under the little helmet. As I stroked him more vigorously, I felt the car begin to move. He tried to move my head, but I was determined to get my reward. I stroked him faster and sucked gently on his lovely penis until I felt him begin to spasm. I'm proud to say that I didn't spill a single drop. When he was through, I tucked him back into his slacks and tried to zip them up for him. He stopped me and said he'd do it when we could park. I told him how much I loved him and spent the rest of the ride repairing my makeup and lipstick, some of which I left on his beautiful cock.