Some people like to chug a glass of water. Others hold their breath. Bartenders may suggest a lemon and bitters. My cure, is a good old fashion blowjob.

I don't really get hiccups too often. But when I do, it usually sticks around for a while. In the past, I've tried everything to get rid of them. At first, hiccups are a nuisance, perhaps embarrassing depending on where you are. But when you're several minutes in, you just want them gone. And you'll try anything.

A while ago, my husband and I were having dinner at home. Just a normal night, catching up on each other's days. I don't know what caused it, but I started to get the hiccups. My husband suggested that I drink an entire glass of water - that always works for him. So I did, and I thought it worked, but only a few seconds later they came back. That's when my husband suggested that I gave him a blowjob. Haha, very funny. Laugh at my slight misery. I brushed him off, and held my breath with no success. After a few more failed attempts at a self cure, I was defeated. I just want them gone. Again, my husband suggested that his dick was the answer. My cure and my salvation. Like I said, I'll try anything to get rid of them, so I finally caved to his stupid idea.

It didn't take long for my husband to stand up and unbuckle and pull down his trousers. I knelt down in front of him, still hiccuping. I was half laughing, half hurting from all this. And with that, I took his dick in my mouth and started to blow him. He held my hair up, as I used my hand to cup his balls. The hiccups were still going - maybe one came mid shaft, another when I stopped to catch my breath. I'm usually a patient person, but I was getting annoyed and frustrated by the hiccups. I thought about bailing on the blowjob, maybe we had some bitters somewhere? But I gave it a little bit more time. At least my husband was enjoying all this.

There must have been a dozen more hiccups or so. That's when my husband looked down and said that he wanted to try something. He grabbed my face, shoved his dick down my throat, going balls deep. I almost choked on the damn thing. He released a little, sliding out, only to ram himself back in again. And again, and again. Now, I love being face fucked, but he was being extra assertive that night. I was concentrating on keeping up with him. Taking him all in. The blowjob, that started out being nice and clean, winded up being this sloppy, spit filled face fuck. I'm practically gasping for air in between thrusts.

After only a minute or two, he finally released and gave me a break. I was finally able to regain my bearings a little. That's when I realized that my hiccups stopped. Don't ask me how, or why, or whatever... But they stopped, and that's all I cared out. My husband's silly and stupid idea, winding up working. I drank some more water... just to be sure they were gone? And they were. To be honest, I was a little shocked, or amazed, or bewildered... but most of all I was grateful. And for that, I finished my husband off. Afterwards, we just started laughing, we still can't believe that worked.

Fast forward to today. Again, I don't really get hiccups. But when I do, my go to cure is to suck dick. It is to the point where if I get them, I swear my husband gets hard. Like Pavlov's dog. But I really shouldn't be judging, because whenever I get hiccups, my mouth starts salivating, knowing I'm about to give another blowjob.