I watched, fascinated as always, as my spunk spilled from the corners of her mouth to trickle down my pulsating shaft.  Very white against the bright red of her lips.  'Cocksucker red' she calls it.

Being sucked off is a real feast for the senses, not only does it feel quite exquisite, watching it happen seems to cultivate bigger loads, the most generous of ejaculations.

'She', is my lovely wife Isobel, or Izzy as she prefers to be called.  We were in the car having just left a dinner party with friends.

"Pull off somewhere,' she had demanded.  "I want your spunk in my mouth."

She swallowed my gift, licked her lips and then collected the escaped trickle from my balls and still hard shaft.

It wasn't always like this.  When we first met, she would suck my cock willingly, but always with the warning not to come in her mouth.  The only time that I disobeyed almost finished our relationship.  Fortunately it didn't and we have now been very happily married for three years.

I could live without the swallowing bit, our sex life otherwise was spectacular.  But I was disappointed and felt a bit cheated.  I love to suck cunt and she was quite happy to come in my mouth, so why wouldn't she reciprocate?  Yes, I know it's not the same, a mere trickle of her juice compared to a torrent of mine,  but I could lap at her cunt, savouring every drop until the well dried up.

The breakthrough came about a year into our marriage. She was sucking me, I could feel the sap rising.  I liked to leave it to the last moment before warning her, she would then finish me by hand.  She seemed not to mind the taste of my spunk, she would lick her lips if she was splashed, and was quite happy to suck my cock back to life after we had fucked, tasting both me and herself.  But would never take the full delivery.

On this occasion, instead of pulling away, she seemed to grip my shaft more tightly and suck harder.  I exploded into her mouth.  She gagged and coughed, then ran into the bathroom where I could hear her retching and spitting.  Oops!

When she came back, I apologised.

"My fault," she said.  "I wanted it.  I just got the timing wrong, you were halfway down my throat and you were very generous.  I'll do better next time."

So there was going to be a next time?

"I was reading an article about oral in a magazine at the hairdressers, the women interviewed were split fifty-fifty.  Those who liked it were also divided, about a third said that they like the taste and always swallowed.  But one woman said that she liked it when he sucked her to orgasm, so it was only fair to go all the way when she sucked him."

I've been selfish," she concluded.  "I  want to make it up to you."

I listened open mouthed, my cock was rigid again.

"I lick you because I like it," I said.  "Not for anything in return."

Her hand was around my erection.

"Lick me now then,"she husked.  "And then fuck me."

The next night, she got it right.  My problem now is that she would prefer me come in her mouth than in her cunt.  Hey ho.