He watches sports games with his cock in my mouth. If I've been consistently well behaved, I'm allowed a pillow from the couch to kneel on. Otherwise, I stay kneeling on the hardwood floor until he's done using my mouth, no matter how sore my knees may get.
Usually it's cockwarming. That involves keeping his cock warm and wet in my mouth while he focuses on the game, texting his buddies, drinking beer, what have you. The important part about cockwarming for me is to breathe softly and quietly around his cock. This usually means I have a few millimeters of space that I lose once he begins thrusting and face fucking begins. I can pull in air quietly without being a distraction. Drool pools in my mouth when I cockwarm, and I practice swallowing discretely, often enough to not drip out of my mouth, but always insuring that his cock stays wet and warm. Teeth are a big no-no. Feeling teeth on his cock earns me a warning slap, and a proper thrashing for repeat offenses. He's well-endowed, so it can be tricky, but I've learned to use my lips and tongue as aids to keep myself out of trouble.
Downtime is for face fucking. Whether it's a commercial break or a quick lull in the game, this is when he usually wants to thrust in my throat and fuck my mouth. Usually, he has me kneel up, and he'll hold my neck as he thrusts in and out. There's no escape here, the only option is to relax my throat and time my breathing to avoid gagging. Face fucking is an ordeal I'm expected to suffer through for his maximum enjoyment. It's a highly submissive act, and one that serves as reminder that my mouth is another hole for him to use. My jaw and throat are usually quite sore after being face fucked.
He gets oral service on command. Sometimes he wants more stimulation than cockwarming, but wants something more relaxing for him than face fucking. My husband generally likes my hands out of the way when I'm sucking his cock. Sometimes he wants my hands behind my back, sometimes he'll cuff them, other times he'll want my hands to gently stroke his balls as I work up and down his cock. We've been together long enough that I know what he likes, and my husband will also give me clear instructions if he wants something specific -- "I want to feel that tongue", "get your tongue moving", "all the way down", "make your lips tighter when you suck".
For all of the above, my husband demands that I maintain eye contact when his cock is in my mouth, like a good little porn star. He's usually not looking at me, since the game's on, but he expects to look down and see me obediently looking up at him.
All of the above are my job to do, and do well, with a good attitude. He doesn't hesitate to punish me if he feels any disrespect, lack of effort, or if what I'm doing is simply less pleasurable than what he expected. Spanking is the baseline punishment, and occcasionally a sports game ends with me over his knee, taking a session with the paddle for a subpar performance, followed by corner time to reflect on how I can improve my performance next time.
High standards keep me docile, happy, and a better wife for him. I always look forward to a game night -- another opportunity to improve my service. It boggles the mind that there are girls out there who suck cock half heartedly or do not eagerly swallow their man's cum (and men who accept this kind of behavior).
In our household, my tongue better keep moving, my lips better provide adequate pressure on his cock, and I better be doing all of this with enthusiasm, or there will be painful consequences. And that's how it should be. â€ïž
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