I laid there on my back, on the bed I shared with Noah, my hubby of ten eld. I was looking down at him between my legs, kissing me along the fold between my thigh and vagina ; clean-shaven except for a graze piece of hairsbreadth on my pubic mound. He pecked along and then ran his tongue along my internal second joint towards my stifle, switched over to my left over knee and back towards my privates. With his natural language now flattened, he began to bat my outer lips both vertically and then horizontally, passing over my inner lips and getting a sample of my juices.
I could tell my taste aroused him even more. He shifted, stretching out on his stomach, and reached up, under my legs to abstract my pap and constrict my bosom with the relief of his hands. My breasts were a heavy B cup, a good handful. I considered augmentation, but my mammilla are still perky in my mid-thirties after having a child nine years ago. I am 5'8 ”, have an athletic material body with a very compressible bubble butt and am quite comfortable with my consistence. I have straight, strawberry blonde hair just past my shoulders.
Noah's lingua brought me back from my wandering view by probing my hole in and out, then around in a rophy, alternating direction after a couple passes. I adjusted my rose hip so that my pussy mouth were firmly against his backtalk but stayed propped up on the pillow so I could observe. I find it more erotic that way. His acrobatic lingua was now doing gymnastics as he used it to write the alphabet.
Reaching the end of the first rudiment, he started working his lingua further upwards, in a rainbow over the hood of my clit and then back to my mess, again and again. I gently moaned to show my appreciation. I reached down and pulled back a little on the skin of my pubic hummock with the flatcar of my manus so my cap was retracted."pic your clapper below my clit."
Like a goodness boy, he focused on that area then moved back outward sucking in turn each of my outer backtalk into his mouth and flicking them too. My puss was relaxed and juicy now."I'm ready for the glass,"I informed him. He let go of my left tit and reached over on the bed for the 7 inch, knobbed dildo with several ridge along the shaft.
He licked the dildo so it would slither right in, probably not thinking anything of it. It made me question for a moment though. This dildo is not shaped like a penis but it is pretty much the same thing and he didn't hesitate to clobber it up and down. My attention was drawn back to my pussy though as the shaft slid in my closely hole smoothly, bumping past my g-spot. Noah left the chalk buried in me and wiggled it back and forth a bit. His mouthpiece went back to licking around my clitoris. I reached my other script down and now used both to pull back my hood even more exposing my clit to his lashing tongue.
As Noah worked the looking glass in and out of my wet, noisy fix rhythmically, he sucked my clit into his lip, clamped his lips down around it and continued to flick it with his seemingly unwearying tongue. I ran my finger's breadth through his haircloth and grabbed a smattering, pulling his case even closer into my pussy, if that were even possible. I succeeded in disrupting the rhythm method. I had to slacken him down. He was going to spend a penny me cum soon and I wanted to revel this longer.
"How's that pussy look, sister ?"
"Beautiful. Your skin is flushed. Your wetness is glistening. Your lips flap back and forth like short butterfly wings as the dildo goes in and out."
It was true up ; my inner lips were petite and perfectly harmonious. They weren't at all like the beef curtains I'd seen on some female child in erotica or in the locker rooms at the gym. I could tell he was mesmerized as he watched.
"You like how it sounds ?"My pussy was making a wet, squelching sound as my hungry hole sucked at the smooth shabu sliding in and out, in and out, the ridgepole bumping past my g-spot with each flip. A grunt of favourable reception was his only response.
"How's that cunt taste, baby ?"I asked him.
"Mmmm, so good,"he said."I love to eat it up."He kept working the ice piece in and out steadily. I tightened my vaginal wall muscles 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 skillful job. I'd like to reward you."His supercilium perked up. I had his pursuit."Get my vibrator."He looked a slight 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 twat that he wanted to immerse 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 dresser. He returned with the teal, multi-speed vibrator and waited for instruction. He was curious to see what I had in mind. I took it from him with the hand that wasn't on the dildo."rise up here on the bed and keep back this dildo going. Get your cock up here where I can suck it."
I didn't have to ask twice. Before I turned my straits though and parted my backtalk, I had something else for him to accomplish. I had a test for him."I need you to get this wet. give up please, Noah."He looked me in the eyes momentarily. He must own been calculating if there was an subterraneous motive on my part or if I was judging him in some way. I kept my expression neutral.
Now I turned my head and started to swirl my tongue around his dick caput and along the underside of his slam."Mmmm, I love your tool. Come on baby, get it wet. I want to cum really bad while your cock is in my throat."Noah's second of faltering was over. He leaned forward and pushed his tongue out."Uh-uh, the entirely thing…I can't wait."I sucked his tool deep into my sass and let the head hit the rear of my throat. He followed my statement and sucked on the vibrator for a good ten seconds until he decided it was sufficiently wetted.
I moved the vibrator down to my clitoris and began to slide it back and forth across it like a windscreen wiper arm while I pulled back my hood again. I groaned on his cock and began sucking harder and moving my tongue as much as possible. He reached down with his free bridge player and began to shove my nipples and titty again. He knows so well what I like.
I thought I pretty a good deal knew what he liked too, but perhaps there were some blank shell that needed filling-in. Another mental test was needed, I decided. I watched him, devising what to do next. I started to shoot down my hip joint and really fuck the dildo with enthusiasm. He watched it piece of work in and out intently. I moved my sass to his glob and talked to him between licks.
"You like watching my pussy getting fucked ?"He nodded and groaned as I moved his balls around on my lips."It feels so proficient tonight, but I want more. I'm going to cum so difficult but I'm not quite there yet."I sucked one of his testis into my mouth and ran my natural language over it. His leg muscles quivered a little. He liked it a lot, understandably. His nut popped out of my sassing and I sucked his pecker deeply for a few more minutes.
Close to cumming again, I removed the vibrator from my button and stopped wiggling on the glass."Go get my bigger dildo,"I instructed him."I'm really ruttish tonight."He was back soon enough with a crystalise, glass, penis-shaped dildo with a rebuff upward bend behind the drumhead and a Base at the end. It measured 8 insertable in and 1 ¾ column inch diameter along the whole length, a half column inch more than the late one. I didn't use it too often. I was typically subject with my Noah's 6 ½ inches, his 1 ½ in girth and the marked ridge on the head. When we had first started geological dating, he had laughed and shook his straits when I told him I wanted to measure it. He hardly cared when I started giving him a really good blow job after dropping the measuring tape.
I set the vibrator aside."Get down there and put your mouth on my clit while you fuck me with that methamphetamine. I want you to get a salutary smell. I know you like to see my pussy getting ferment over."He was on his hands and stifle on the bed, English-Gothic architecture to my body, his question leaning over my pubic region. I propped myself up on my elbows and took each one of my tits in hand and started to knead them and twist my hardened, eraser-tip nipples. I watched Noah and how he was going to go about this.
He didn't hesitate this time to hold 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 pussy tightened at first and he stopped pushing. He started to lap at my clit slowly until my muscular tissue relaxed more, then he pulled the dildo out and pushed it back in, going a little deeper each time until most of it had disappeared. He'd been between my ramification so many fourth dimension over the eld, he knew my slit so well. I realized that I took it for granted. nigh men probably care only as long as their off-white is buried.
I reached over to the nightstand and squirted some lube into my left helping hand, reached down and wrapped my paw around his manhood. His cock was hot and grueling. 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 firm grip and rubbed the hole with my thumb occasionally.
The dildo was filling me up, stretching out the rampart of my slit. He was lapping at my clit with the flat of his tongue."Oh, Noah. That's sooo good."I started letting out little moans as the dildo churned my inside."Get it wet again."The glass dick was extracted and Noah put his backtalk on it, slobbering on it."How's that taste ?"He grunted."Mmm, lick my trap too. So dear, baby."
The shaft slid back in, slippery with the sum spit. Noah used his spare hand to extract back my toughie again. He clamped his lips down on my dearest button, sucking and swirling his tongue across it all at the Sami time. He has a very talented mouthpiece. After a minute or so of that my vagina exploded : a coincident clitoric and vaginal orgasm that lasted for some twenty mo. My pussy squeezed on the shabu piece so hard that Noah had stopped pushing and pull ; he just wiggled it to the position a small. bitch juices flooded out around the chalk that plugged my hole. My body was wracked with tremors and twitches.
The unscathed time, my hand, like it had a judgement of its own, kept jerking him off. He emitted a recollective, deep groan and pushed forward. His prick erupted with a fountain of seminal fluid. Stringy ropes of seed pumped from the head of his cock and splashed across my pubic area and the bed underneath him. I kept milking his peter and he finally shuddered to a stop, totally spent.
I reached down and slowly slid the glass from my kitty, then patted the bed next to me. He laid down on his side, facing me and placed his deal on the tit furthest from him. We basked in the afterglow for a few minutes. Laying there, my brain swimming, I ran my manus up my leg to my belly, smearing a puddle of jizz. Another psychometric test occurred to me.
I leaned my head nearer and kissed him deeply while I feathered my manus through the hair on the English of his capitulum and caressed the outer edge of his ear.
After the kiss, I noticed he had a smirk on his face."What's up, Noah ?"I asked innocently.
"When I eat your puss, you usually ask me to wash out off my case before you want to kiss me."
I rested my head on the pillow again and gave my shoulders a minuscule 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 mind."I actually don't mind the way I taste."
"fountainhead yeah, it's sugariness,"agreed Noah."What's not to wish ?"I leaned over and licked at his chin to get more even though it had mostly dried in the meantime.
I then propped myself on the pillow a bit more and surveyed the Jackson Jackson Pollock painting on my pubic pitcher's mound. I wiped some cum up on two of my fingerbreadth and brought it to my lips. I had eaten and swallowed it many meter and already love what Noah's was like, but it was all part of a show now. I licked it off my digit as it ran down towards the indorse knuckles, then rolled it around my back talk with my glossa. I went back for a second 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 backbone, seemingly disinterested now.
"fountainhead here's your big chance."I swiped up a rather big glob and brought it towards his sassing. He cringed away, eyes focusing on my fingers."Come on, I licked my cum off your face ! Have a taste,"I cajoled him.
He hesitantly ran his tongue up my fingers and then retracted it to consider the taste and texture."clear up. A little more won't make a difference,"I told him. He did as I said.
"Well ?"I inquired once I saw he had had enough time to form an opinion. He shrugged his shoulders non-commitally."I guess it's not a big slew,"I answered for him.
He shrugged his shoulder joint again."No, I guess it's not."He looked down at the sleep of his lading 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 clean me up with your mouth. I'd really appreciate it. Can you do that for me, honey ?"
"Yes, I'll do that for you."He moved down and began to slurp and lick the puddles of jizz. I looked down and watched him oeuvre at it diligently.
I cooed softly to let him know I was enjoying his mouth while I ran my hand through his fuzz."You're such a secure hubby. You take such honest charge of me."The whole sentence though, I was plotting the following few footprint I would direct 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 watch me get fucked well, was willing to put a dick in his backtalk and eat cum ? Some gentle prodding and he would cave to my will and to the hide out desires I suspected he secretly harbored .