Her Head, My Heart

"Omari go harder," Hibana cried.

I listened to her command and pounded deeper into Hibana's entrance feeling her lower lips clamp down tightly on my dark member. I was so close to orgasm but I was waiting for Hibana to get closer before climaxing.

"Just like that" Her head shouted from the pillow on the other side of her body.

She moaned again as she tightened around me one last time. She turned over and let her body go limp into the bed we shared. I gave her breast one last squeeze before moving it down to her abdomen and resting it there.

Her wild breathing slowly grew calm. We lay there for a few minutes letting her recoup her energy.

"Now it's your turn," Hibana said picking up her head.

"Truth be told, looks like I've already had my run," I replied.

My member had already gone completely soft while she was taking a breather after her climax. I didn't mind this as I was just happy with being able to get her off. I had always held it as a point of pride to be able to put my partner's orgasm before my own.

"I'm so sorry, I took too long waiting" She muttered.

"It's fine I had plenty of fun on the way. The finish isn't everything," I said trying to console her.

"I'll help you," She said moving towards me.

"It's fine you don't have to."

It took a few more minutes of arguing before I could convince her that it wasn't worth the trouble to get me back up again. Starting another round so late in the night would make us both tired for work in the morning.

She seemed especially combative this time despite our having argued about this before. This led to her sleeping a little farther away from me than normal. Eventually, we fell asleep with the carbon cloth feeling a bit colder than normal.

The next morning:

We both got up and got ready like any other day, but something was off. She didn't seem as responsive as usual and somewhat distant. So I went ahead of her to brew her coffee since I knew it always helped her when things were off.

After I placed it in front of her, she asked me to sit down. A pit formed in my stomach.

"We need to talk" The Dullahan dropped the weighty words like a sack of ironcoal.

I sat down in the chair in front of her makeup area. Her body was already seated elsewhere but her disconnected head sat in front of me on the dresser.

Our conversation was brief and to the point. She was always kind with her delivery. It began with her telling me how she was happy in the relationship. She never made me feel bad about how she was feeling.

Despite being appreciative of my dedication, she felt like I didn't enjoy sex and did it to serve her. I remained quiet throughout the entire conversation, just nodding my head.

"I just feel accomodated not wanted" I repeated her words to myself after the talk.

Despite, my efforts to be a thoughtful partner, I realized I missed something crucial.

6 hours later:

I heard the autodoor open quickly when she strode into the housing pod.

My wife strutted by the bedroom pod in a form-fitting knitted dress. And the form certainly fit. Her fit bum protruded from under the dress with each stride. Firmly isolated in between her modest breasts was her head in a clear PETG case tied around her neck.

I quickly stumbled out into the living space and assisted her in unpacking her bag of never-ending belongings. I picked her head up out of the case and planted a kiss on her cheek, her sharp eyes looked disinterested. I tried to ignore it.

I placed her head in her body's waiting hands making sure to keep her curly black hair from getting pulled under her head. Then with a stroke of nervousness and modicum of risk, I pushed myself to do something unnatural for me.

To assuage her concerns from that morning, I slipped my hand down her back and squeezed her fit round behind. The firm flesh deformed into my gentle grip.

She walked away with a quiet sigh, barely even reacting at all. Not even a look back. The living rooms felt more empty than when she wasn't home.

It didn't go as I planned. I wanted to rectify the situation immediately but things didn't seem any better after my plan.

I believed that by squeezing her butt it would show her that I didn't do just want to please her. It was supposed to demonstrate that I found her body attractive outside of her asking for sex. But, it seemed to have backfired. This boulder of a failure weighed on me for the rest of the night.

Next night:

It was around 6 pm the next night when I was dreading my wife returning home. I used my cyber-ring activating the Holo monitor to try to get my mind off it.

Netfilm didn't showcase any series that caught my eye and Gulu required a higher tier of subscription for ad-free. Nothing was working out for me. Just as I was about to give up, I decided to do something unthinkable. I opened up cosmic cable to see what was airing in the cosmos.

"If you can name all 17 Artificial intelligences involved with this new technology you can win-"

Last week 16, This week 17. Jesus. Next.

"We are deep in the Earthen wilderness, on the hunt for a rare and untamed creature"

Interesting but no.

"Survey says the top 5 best traits in a monogamous human spouse is"

1. Kind

2. Selflessness

3. Exciting

4. Rich

5. Openness

If only she could see this.

The next morning:

I strode out into the living room straight and tall, while she was making her morning coffee. I bent down over the table to give her head a thorough kiss. Then, assuredly turning my morning wood to face the front of her head. My penis was already throbbing with intensity and aching for more.

"You're looking confident, what happened to you?" She said mischievously releasing a double entendre. The sound of her chewing gum synced the heavy beat of my heart. Tension mounting within me after every beat.

I took a glance at her headless body to see her sporting tents on the cloth where her nipples were normally flat mounds. It seemed the tension was having a different effect on her.

I took her chance and rubbed my bulge on her cheek before pulling it out completely. She gave a fake huff of annoyance which failed to mask her excited body and neck flames. A final preparation of her spitting out her gum and stretching her jaw.

I took one last chance to caress her hair before putting her preparation to use. I used my finger to open her lips and didn't waste time putting them to work.

I slipped my member deep into her mouth, not forgetting to feel every bump and ridge along her wet tongue. Her thin lips wrapped tight around the skin of my penis, as I pumped slowly in and out of her mouth.

I'd received blowjobs from her in the past but this was incomparable. Her warm chamber felt closer to a part of me than a foreign body.

The end of her tongue curled around the head of my penis as I thrust into her head on the table. The warmth of her mouth pressing against the bottom of my member felt like a warm sauna during a foreverwinter. It shocked me to the core; I had to transition to leaning on the table as she bathed my erection in a warm viscous liquid.

I stood there taking on her tongue's assault. My eyes glanced over to the coffee maker to see Hibana's body bent over sticking her bum out with her finger rhythmically poking out from beneath. I felt the urge to go over and help her. However, it was clear the dullahan was already winning on both fronts.

I conceded that she had things handled and decided to focus on trying not to finish too early over here. I pulled clear out of her mouth dragging a trail of spit and precum in the process.

"Why'd you stop!" She said unusually annoyed, spitting out some fluids.

Her thin eyes made a piercing look up at me like she felt betrayed. She'd never made a face like that before, and seeing this new side of her made me even more excited.

"It's just beginning don't worry love," I said with a smooth demeanor.

I brought her up to my head for a kiss while walking towards the couch. I laid back on the sofa raised her head and spread my legs out like sitting on a stool.

I placed my hands on the bottom and back of her head as I positioned her head in between my legs. She had an air of anticipation that I wasn't used to. At the same moment, a ship was preparing to take off outside.

I skewered her lips with my member aiming as deep as I could, holding nothing back. This gave her a slight shock and I heard her body knock some things over on the counter. I didn't stop though.

We had already discussed a safe word/ gesture due to the nature of her anatomy. We had spoken about deepthroating in the past but never got around to trying it. I didn't falter in the initiation now though.

She gagged as I explored the depths of her throat with my throbbing erection. Her throat convulsed every time she gagged simply adding more pressure to my already pent-up member. I felt like we were more in tune with each other bodies than ever before.

I pulled her off to give her a chance to breathe. Her breathing was getting hotter leading me to believe that she was getting close. I caressed her hair while looking lovingly at her face having never felt this connected before.

She badgered me to continue as she was having too much fun and I obliged.

I placed her down to my side and turned over to switch to thrusting into her mouth. The pounding was consistent and deep, I watched as her cheek grew and fell in rhythm with my thrusts. She didn't stop but looked up into my eyes with something more than hunger or passion before she did the unthinkable.

Without me even asking, she began sucking the skin of my balls into her mouth. She had previously stated she would never do this as she found it unbecoming, but her decision to do this at this moment warmed something inside of me.

It felt like she had decided to grab my heart into a warm embrace through my penis.

She revealed to me afterward that watching me writhe in ecstasy had turned a switch in her, which explained her new technique. This solidified my realization that there was more to being a thoughtful partner than doing what you told me; It demanded existing in a more vulnerable and open state.

I immediately pulled out as she nibbled on my ballskin and released like never before.

Pure ecstasy at being connected to my wife like never before propelled a big stream out onto her forehead. The next one even more than the first, hit her pale cheek solidifying her face as having been freshly used. She licked some of the liquid string off her lip before grinning.

Her body had just gotten up off the floor and walked over and picked up her head. She used her head to clean off my member and the cum.

"I don't know what got into you, but it was hot as f*ck." She exclaimed extra giggly.

She left the room to finish cleaning up and getting ready for work. I naturally didn't miss this chance to watch her thin hips sway on her way out. She took a glance back at me with her soft natural smile before turning the corner.

Immediately, I stood up to start the 36-core coffee machine for her. I quietly watched as the ships departed outside the window. I did this without fear or desperation, but just because I wanted to.

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