Squirting

My husband had finally given up on trying to be a macho man and had finally embraced the submissive side I'd always knew he had. I had had no idea he would go as far as becoming a crossdressing sissy, but that was a pleasant surprise. If I still had a cock, it would have been rock hard looking at him laying there with his self facial, imaging him sucking off strange men in an adult store.

Fuck, I needed to cum in a bad way. Unfortunately his small-ish little cock was already deflated and might not be ready again for a while. I could ride his face, but I hated to see his art work get cleaned off.

Instead I thought of a compromise. While he was still catching his breath I moved until I was standing over his face. John stared up at me as best he could with one eye still covered in cum. I then lowered myself until I was squatted just inches above his filthy face.

I started frantically rubbing my clit. In all of my life I had never needed to cum so badly.

For the first time in a week, I was starting to imagine a future where our marriage still existed and worked. All these years John had been presenting himself to me as a willing sex slave and I had failed to recognize the real potential. I had humiliated him, had him worship my pussy, but I had not given him the sexual gratification he wanted.

Now I was seeing that I could use him however I wanted...even let others use him, but he would still always come back to me in the end because he loved me. And the truth was I loved him too. I also loved the idea of taking him to glory holes dressed as a slut and watching him blow big black cocks.

I was picturing him in that position when I climaxed and started to squirt all over his filthy face. He opened his mouth to catch as much of it as possible.

When I was finally spent I laid down next to him. Sadly his face looked a little cleaner than it had before.