I laid there on my back, on the bed I shared with Noah, my husband of ten years. I was looking down at him between my wooden leg, kissing me along the fold between my thigh and vagina ; smooth-shaven except for a cropped patch of haircloth on my pubic mound. He pecked along and then ran his clapper along my inner second joint towards my knee, switched over to my left human knee and back towards my crotch. With his glossa now flattened, he began to thrash my outer lips both vertically and then horizontally, passing over my inner lips and getting a sample of my juices.
I could tell my discernment aroused him even more. He shifted, stretching out on his belly, and reached up, under my legs to twitch my tit and press my breasts with the rest of his manus. My breasts were a large B cup, a honorable handful. I considered augmentation, but my tit are still perky in my thirties after having a child nine years ago. I am 5'8 ”, have an gymnastic flesh with a very compressible bubble butt end and am quite comfortable with my body. I have straight, strawberry blond hairsbreadth just past my shoulders.
Noah's glossa brought me back from my wandering thought process by probing my gob in and out, then around in a circle, alternating direction after a couple offer. I adjusted my hips so that my pussy brim were firmly against his mouth but stayed propped up on the pillow so I could watch. I find it more erotic that way. His acrobatic tongue was now doing gymnastics as he used it to write the alphabet.
Reaching the end of the alphabet, he started working his tongue further upwards, in a rainbow over the hood of my clitoris and then back to my hole, again and again. I gently moaned to show my appreciation. I reached down and pulled back a niggling on the skin of my pubic cumulus with the flat of my hand so my cap was retracted."Flick your tongue below my clit."
Like a just boy, he focused on that area then moved back outward sucking in twist each of my outer lips into his mouth and flicking them too. My slit was relaxed and juicy now."I'm ready for the glass,"I informed him. He let go of my left field tit and reached over on the bed for the 7 inch, knobbed dildo with respective ridgeline along the shaft.
He licked the dildo so it would slide right in, probably not thinking anything of it. It made me wonder for a second though. This dildo is not shaped like a phallus but it is pretty much the same affair and he didn't hesitate to figure out it up and down. My attention was drawn back to my puss though as the shaft slid in my tight hole smoothly, bumping past my g-spot. Noah left the glassful buried in me and wiggled it back and forth a bit. His back talk went back to licking around my clit. I reached my early hired hand down and now used both to force back my toughie even more exposing my button to his lashing tongue.
As Noah worked the methamphetamine hydrochloride in and out of my wet, noisy hole rhythmically, he sucked my clit into his mouth, clamped his lips down around it and continued to flick it with his seemingly indefatigable tongue. I ran my finger's breadth through his hair and grabbed a smattering, pulling his face even closer into my slit, if that were even possible. I succeeded in disrupting the round. I had to slow him down. He was going to make me cum soon and I wanted to enjoy this longer.
"How's that pussy aspect, baby ?"
"Beautiful. Your skin is flushed. Your wetness is glistening. Your back talk flap back and Forth River like little romance wings as the dildo goes in and out."
It was genuine ; my inside sassing were petite and perfectly symmetrical. They weren't at all like the beef curtains I'd seen on some female child in pornos or in the locker way at the gym. I could recite he was mesmerized as he watched.
"You like how it sounds ?"My pussy was making a wet, squelching sound as my hungry gob sucked at the smooth glass sliding in and out, in and out, the ridge bumping past my g-spot with each pass. A oink of approval was his only response.
"How's that slit taste, baby ?"I asked him.
"Mmmm, so good,"he said."I love to eat it up."He kept working the glass piece in and out steadily. I tightened my vaginal bulwark brawniness to increase the electric resistance. He went back to licking my hardened clit. I was close to exploding with an orgasm.
"You're doing such a commodity job. I'd like to reward you."His eyebrow perked up. I had his pursuit."Get my vibrator."He looked a little reluctant, so I took over moving the dildo in and out. His dick was rock hard and leaking precum. I could distinguish by the way he glanced down at my pussy that he wanted to bury it in my velvety, sloppy-wet folds.
"Go on. You'll get yours."He bounced off the bed and over to the top drawer of the dressing table. He returned with the teal, multi-speed vibrator and waited for teaching. He was curious to see what I had in mind. I took it from him with the hand that wasn't on the dildo."Climb up here on the bed and keep this dildo going. Get your turncock up here where I can suck it."
I didn't have to ask twice. Before I turned my head though and parted my back talk, I had something else for him to accomplish. I had a psychometric test for him."I need you to get this wet. spread out up please, Noah."He looked me in the optic momentarily. He must ingest been calculating if there was an subterranean motive on my part or if I was judging him in some way. I kept my manifestation neutral.
Now I turned my point and started to purl my lingua around his dick head and along the undersurface of his shaft."Mmmm, I love your cock. Come on infant, get it wet. I want to cum really bad while your cock is in my throat."Noah's moment of indisposition was over. He leaned forward and pushed his tongue out."Uh-uh, the whole thing…I can't wait."I sucked his prick deep into my mouth and let the head hit the back of my throat. He followed my instructions and sucked on the vibrator for a expert ten seconds until he decided it was sufficiently wetted.
I moved the vibrator down to my clit and began to slide it back and Forth across it like a windshield windscreen wiper while I pulled back my hood again. I groaned on his stopcock and began sucking harder and moving my spit as much as possible. He reached down with his relieve manus and began to squeeze my tit and tits again. He knows so well what I like.
I thought I pretty much knew what he liked too, but perhaps there were some space that needed filling-in. Another psychometric test was needed, I decided. I watched him, devising what to do next. I started to charge my hips and really fuck the dildo with enthusiasm. He watched it work in and out intently. I moved my mouth to his glob and talked to him between licks.
"You like watching my pussy getting fucked ?"He nodded and groaned as I moved his bollock around on my lip."It feels so good tonight, but I want more. I'm going to cum so unvoiced but I'm not quite there yet."I sucked one of his nuts into my mouth and ran my natural language over it. His leg musculus quivered a little. He liked it a lot, understandably. His nut popped out of my oral cavity and I sucked his dick deeply for a few Sir Thomas More minutes.
close to cumming again, I removed the vibrator from my clit and stopped wiggling on the chalk."Go get my bigger dildo,"I instructed him."I'm really horny tonight."He was back soon enough with a decipherable, deoxyephedrine, penis-shaped dildo with a fragile upward bend behind the head and a base at the end. It measured 8 insertable in and 1 ¾ column inch diameter along the whole duration, a one-half column inch more than the previous one. I didn't use it too often. I was typically contented with my Noah's 6 ½ inches, his 1 ½ inch girth and the pronounced ridgeline on the head. When we had first started dating, he had laughed and escape from his head when I told him I wanted to appraise it. He hardly cared when I started giving him a really good reversal job after dropping the measuring tape.
I set the vibrator aside."Get down there and put your mouth on my clitoris while you fuck me with that glass. I want you to get a good look. I know you like to see my pussy getting worked over."He was on his hands and knees on the bed, perpendicular to my consistency, his head leaning over my pubic area. I propped myself up on my human elbow and took each one of my tits in hand and started to knead them and distort my hardened, eraser-tip tit. I watched Noah and how he was going to go about this.
He didn't hesitate this time to take the dildo in his mouth and get it wet. ‘ Interesting,'I thought. ‘ That's what I figured you would do. Good boy.'He slid the thick dildo in. My kitty-cat tightened at first and he stopped pushing. He started to lap at my clit slowly until my muscles relaxed more, then he pulled the dildo out and pushed it back in, going a little deeper each clip until most of it had disappeared. He'd been between my pegleg so many time over the twelvemonth, he knew my snatch so well. I realized that I took it for granted. Most men probably care only as long as their osseous tissue is buried.
I reached over to the nightstand and squirted some lube into my left hired man, reached down and wrapped my bridge player around his manhood. His cock was hot and intemperately. The veins were popping out. To say he was really turned on would be an understatement. His ball sack had tightened and was full of cum. I stroked him with a business firm grip and rubbed the trap with my thumb occasionally.
The dildo was filling me up, stretching out the walls of my bitch. He was lapping at my clit with the flat of his tongue."Oh, Noah. That's sooo good."I started letting out piddling groan as the dildo churned my inside."Get it wet again."The looking glass dick was extracted and Noah put his mouth on it, slobbering on it."How's that discernment ?"He grunted."Mmm, lick my maw too. So secure, baby."
The shaft slid back in, slippery with the added spittle. Noah used his unloose handwriting to rend back my hood again. He clamped his brim down on my honey push button, sucking and swirling his lingua across it all at the same time. He has a very talented mouth. After a min or so of that my vagina exploded : a simultaneous clitoral and vaginal orgasm that lasted for some twenty minute. My pussy squeezed on the looking glass bit so unvoiced that Noah had stopped pushing and pull ; he just wiggled it to the side a little. puss juices flooded out around the glass that plugged my jam. My body was wracked with tremor and twitches.
The whole time, my hand, like it had a mind of its own, kept jerking him off. He emitted a long, oceanic abyss groan and pushed forward. His putz erupted with a jet of ejaculate. Stringy ropes of seminal fluid pumped from the head of his prick and splashed across my pubic area and the bed underneath him. I kept milking his pecker and he finally shuddered to a period, totally spent.
I reached down and slowly slid the deoxyephedrine from my twat, then patted the bed next to me. He laid down on his incline, facing me and placed his paw on the tit furthest from him. We basked in the afterglow for a few minutes. Laying there, my head swimming, I ran my hired hand up my leg to my belly, smearing a puddle of jizz. Another test occurred to me.
I leaned my foreland nearer and kissed him deeply while I feathered my hand through the hair on the side of his caput and caressed the outer edge of his ear.
After the kiss, I noticed he had a smirk on his cheek."What's up, Noah ?"I asked innocently.
"When I eat your pussy, you usually ask me to wash off my face before you want to osculate me."
I rested my head on the pillow again and gave my shoulders a little shrug."Yeah, I don't know. I guess it's not a big deal."I paused, like I was really turning it over in my brain."I actually don't mind the way I taste."
"Well yeah, it's sweet,"agreed Noah."What's not to like ?"I leaned over and licked at his chin to get more than even though it had mostly dried in the meantime.
I then propped myself on the pillow a bit more and surveyed the Jackson Pollock painting on my pubic hammock. I wiped some cum up on two of my digit and brought it to my lips. I had eaten and swallowed it many times and already knew what Noah's was like, but it was all part of a show now. I licked it off my fingers as it ran down towards the s knuckles, then rolled it around my mouth with my tongue. I went back for a 2nd helping, Noah watching closely all the while.
"You like that, do you ?"he inquired.
"What's not to like ?"I smiled and raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"I wouldn't know. Never tried it."He rolled onto his dorsum, seemingly disinterested now.
"wellspring here's your big chance."I swiped up a rather big glob and brought it towards his lips. He cringed away, eyes focusing on my fingers."Come on, I licked my cum off your face ! Have a preference,"I cajoled him.
He hesitantly ran his clapper up my fingerbreadth and then retracted it to view the taste and texture."Open up. A little more won't make a departure,"I told him. He did as I said.
"well ?"I inquired once I saw he had had enough time to take shape an ruling. He shrugged his shoulders non-commitally."I guess it's not a big wad,"I answered for him.
He shrugged his shoulder joint again."No, I guess it's not."He looked down at the rest of his load that he had doused me with.
I leaned forward and kissed him deeply again."Noah,"I said seductively when our mouths separated again,"I'd like you to scavenge me up with your mouth. I'd really appreciate it. Can you do that for me, love ?"
"Yes, I'll do that for you."He moved down and began to slurp and thrash the puddle of jizz. I looked down and watched him work at it diligently.
I cooed softly to let him know I was enjoying his mouth while I ran my hand through his hair."You're such a good husband. You take such upright care of me."The whole time though, I was plotting the adjacent few steps I would select to make him my cuckold bitch. I didn't expect it would be too difficult. Hadn't he shown me tonight that he liked to keep an eye on me get fucked well, was uncoerced to put a dick in his rima oris and eat cum ? Some patrician prodding and he would cave to my will and to the blot out desires I suspected he secretly harbored .