Ted knows how to make me feel loved and adored. One night last week when I got home, I was really feeling tired. I even had trouble opening the door. I never would have guessed what Ted had planned for me. As I stepped inside, he was right there in front of me, with the biggest grin on his face and his eyes sparkling. He kissed me and scooped me up in his arms. I squealed with delight as he nuzzled my nose and softly kissed me.
I like homecomings like that! Just thinking about it gets me tingly.
Ted carried me effortlessly into the bedroom. He told me to watch my head as he dipped and turned to get us through the doorway. I still remember the tender look on his face as he said, “Beverley, tonight’s gonna be your night, honey.” He gently laid me in the center of the bed and placed a small, soft pillow under my neck. I smiled and scooted further up on the bed. Ted kneeled down at my feet. I was filled with anticipation and forgot all about being tired. “So it’s gonna be my night, huh?” I smiled. Ted moved closer, gently rubbing my legs and feet.
“I’ve got some special treats for you,” he said. “Like what?” I asked. I really had no idea what he had in mind. “Well… I know how much you like apples and bananas,” he said playfully. “So we’ll start with this.” He reached over to the nightstand and picked up a tray of luscious fruit and placed it on the bed next to me. That was definitely not something I expected!
“Look at all this!” I squealed with delight. Ted leaned forward and said, “I’m going to treat you like a queen tonight.” He picked off a cluster of grapes and dangled them over my head. “I think this is how they feed a queen,” he teased, lowering a grape into my mouth. I did feel like a queen! Sucking the grape into my mouth, I savored the sweet juiciness. Tilting my head back, I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and waited for another one. Ted moved closer and this time he fed me the grape from his lips as he squirted the juice into my mouth. He kissed and licked the juice off my lips. Our tongues met and slowly explored each other. Lifting his head to savor the kiss, Ted said, “Oh, Beverley, you do that so well.”
“Next up, tangerines,” he whispered, putting a slice between his teeth and presenting it to my mouth. The tart citrus was a perfect companion to his sweet and tender kiss. I loved being treated like pampered royalty! I seductively nibbled on the tangerine, eyes closed, circling it with my tongue to tease him. I think Ted was enjoying it even more than I was! “You know, we don’t do this enough,” he said. “And I don’t say I love you enough. But I do… I love you very much.” That just melted me. I pulled him close. We hugged and kissed. His touch was tender and his kiss was delicious. I could have stayed like that all night… but Ted wasn’t done yet.
Smiling tenderly, he said, “And now, one of your favorites,” as he placed a strawberry slice in his mouth. Leaning forward, he caressed my shoulders, and slipped my bra straps down. My breasts popped out, nipples standing at attention. Ted’s eyes twinkled as he bent and circled my nipples with the strawberry slice. I was tingling with sensation. He flicked my nipples with the strawberry slice, and then delivered it to my hungry mouth. I sucked it in, along with his eager tongue.
Ted retreated for a moment, teasing me. His eyes focused on my breasts. Reaching out, he gently cupped them, giving them a firm squeeze. Then he sucked in one of my nipples, and that sucking sensation drives me wild! The feeling was even more intense when I tilted my head back and closed my eyes. Ted was into the moment, so I laid back and let him go. I wondered if he was having the same fantasy I was of a queen floating away with her king.
He took his time, each breast a delightful feast to be savored. I can still picture him with his eyes closed, moving from one to the other and back again.
When he opened his eyes again and let go of my nipple, he picked up an apple slice. He said he didn’t expect me to eat the whole thing and I couldn’t help laughing as he put the wedge in his mouth. It looked like a big red smile!
I can’t remember the last time he was so playful and sexy. He poked that apple wedge in and out of my mouth very suggestively. I grabbed him by the back of the neck, pulled him to me and bit the apple wedge out of his mouth. I tongued it and slowly pushed it in and out as Ted watched, spellbound. My mouth made love to that slice of apple. Sucking it, licking it, nibbling it, and then seductively licking my fingers, I put on a little show for him. As I finished savoring the last morsel, Ted reached for the platter again.
“Oh, yeah,” he said, laughing and picking up a banana, “Now for the most dangerous of all.” He waved the banana in front of me and I snatched it from him, rubbing the tip around my nipples. I don’t know what came over me, but I became a sultry, hot mama. I teased Ted, telling him I was thinking about his big hard dick as I sucked the banana in and out of my mouth, playfully holding and stroking it like it was him. I rubbed it against my nipples, coating them with the sweet, sticky flavor of the tropics.
Ted was totally worked up now. He slid my panties off and ran his fingertips over the little patch of hair covering my mound. The warmth of his hands, the smell of the banana, and the cool air on my nipples were intoxicating. “Ah, Beverley, you have such a beautiful body!” he said admiringly. I wanted him to make love to me right then, and he knew it!
One flick of his arms and he shed his robe. We were both naked. He gently rubbed his chest up and down my body from my abdomen to my breasts. I was tingling. He took his time and it made me even more excited. I pulled him toward me, intent on giving him pleasure as well.
This was one of the most sensual experiences we’d had together. Ted was loving me with his eyes and his hands and every part of his body. “Now,” he leaned forward and said, “I’m going to clean off these nipples.” He slowly licked from the bottom of my breast up to the nipple, and sucked it into his mouth. He pulled on it, stretching it gently as he sucked. I could tell he liked it as much as I did, because I felt him getting harder against me. I pulled him in closer. He caressed my breasts like they were precious gems, his movements deliberate, firm, slow and titillating.
“Now, for a little added flavor,” he said, reaching toward the nightstand and picking up a glass of wine. He dipped his finger in and rubbed it around my nipples. “A fine wine for a fine lady,” he whispered. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, soaking up the tingling feeling from his fingertip caresses. I felt so loved. “You’re such a sweetheart,” I whispered.
He took another sip of wine and kissed me, the sweet oaky flavor of the wine permeating his lips. We were both throbbing with passion now and I was craving more. I lifted my legs to caress his back. He said that taking his time making love was making it so much more fun. I nodded…this was truly wonderful. Ted reveled in the smell and taste of my body. He slowly slid his tongue down my chest to my belly button, moving lower and planting little kisses. I quivered as Ted buried his face in me.
We were in another world. As he slowly nuzzled the patch of hair above my clit, he paused and slid his tongue toward my right thigh, then - Oh! He found the key to unlock me! My thighs opened wider and I gave him full access. I know it was a divine sight for him. He slowly but firmly stuck his tongue on my clit and I raised my legs to surround his neck. I held on and pulled him in as he licked and sucked me. I closed my eyes and pleasure washed over me. My body was rocking. I pushed my body into his, wanting more.
It got so good. I raised my pelvis, opened my legs even wider, and braced them on Ted’s shoulders as I thrust upward. The pleasure I got from his warm, sensuous tongue was unbearable.
My body exploded. I had one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had with my husband. It was so good. I held on tight, moaning with pleasure.
With a long sigh, I fell back on the bed. Ted never missed a lick. He rolled with my body and continued pleasuring me with his tongue, working his way back up my body.
He kissed my thighs, and then ran his slick tongue up past my belly button and stomach to my still erect nipples. I raised my head to meet his hungry tongue. We kissed deeply. I felt like he was touching the inner core of my soul. The air was charged with passion. Ted gently laid over me, holding me tightly. “I love you,” I said joyfully. Ted kissed me and said, “Beverley, I love you!”
Every time I think about that night, my body heats up. I felt so beautiful and loved. Ted made me feel so special. It took time and thought for him to put together that evening, and it was well worth it! My body and soul opened up to receive him because I felt so loved… so adored. I’ll never forget that night!
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Another comment we hear from women all the time is that they want a man to be nurturing. They want to feel like they’re being taken care of. They like their man to surprise them occasionally by taking on a chore, or a responsibility, that he normally wouldn’t do. It makes a woman feel appreciated. Seeing their man’s sensitive side, and knowing he can be comfortable in a domestic setting, can actually prime a woman’s sexual desire.
“Men need to give as much as they take.”
“I like him to be romantic. A type of guy that won't be afraid to cry in front of you.”
“The biggest turn on to me is to see my husband playing with my children on the floor or just interacting with them.”
“The biggest thing men should know about women is that when a woman is telling you something, and telling you their feelings, all they want you to do is just listen.”
“Come in the kitchen, help me cook. If you don't know how to peel carrots, I'll show you how to peel carrots.”
“I like it when a man cooks for me. It makes me feel like he’s trying to please me, that he would like to please me... he wants to make me happy. And fixing food for someone is such a nurturing act.”
When Brian surprised his wife Joanne with a lovingly prepared home-cooked meal, his thoughtfulness turned up the heat…