I laid there on my rachis, on the bed I shared with Noah, my husband of ten twelvemonth. I was looking down at him between my legs, kissing me along the fold between my thigh and vagina ; clean-shaven except for a work mend of fuzz on my pubic cumulation. He pecked along and then ran his lingua along my inner thigh towards my knee joint, switched over to my left field articulatio genus and back towards my crotch. With his tongue now flattened, he began to lap up my outer lips both vertically and then horizontally, passing over my inside lips and getting a sample of my juices.
I could tell my gustatory sensation aroused him even more. He shifted, stretching out on his stomach, and reached up, under my wooden leg to pilfer my nipples and squeeze my breasts with the rest of his hands. My bosom were a expectant B cup, a good handful. I considered augmentation, but my tit are still perky in my mid-thirties after having a tike nine old age ago. I am 5'8 ”, have an acrobatic anatomy with a very squeezable guggle butt and am quite comfy with my body. I have straight, strawberry blonde whisker just past my shoulders.
Noah's knife brought me back from my wandering thoughts by probing my hole in and out, then around in a Mexican valium, alternating way after a couple passport. I adjusted my hips so that my twat 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 gymnastic exercise as he used it to write the alphabet.
Reaching the end of the ABC's, he started working his tongue further upwards, in a rainbow over the punk of my button and then back to my pickle, again and again. I gently moaned to present my appreciation. I reached down and pulled back a minuscule on the skin of my pubic knoll with the flat of my mitt so my hood was retracted."Flick your tongue below my clit."
Like a good boy, he focused on that arena then moved back outward sucking in turn each of my outer sass into his mouth and flicking them too. My cunt was relaxed and juicy now."I'm ready for the field glass,"I informed him. He let go of my left tit and reached over on the bed for the 7 column inch, knobbed dildo with several ridgepole along the shaft.
He licked the dildo so it would slither right in, probably not thinking anything of it. It made me enquire for a second though. This dildo is not shaped like a penis but it is pretty very much the Lapplander thing and he didn't hesitate to lick it up and down. My attention was drawn back to my pussy though as the gibe slid in my tight cakehole smoothly, bumping past my g-spot. Noah left the glass buried in me and wiggled it back and forth a bit. His sass went back to licking around my clit. I reached my other manus down and now used both to pull back my hood even more bring out my button to his lashing tongue.
As Noah worked the chalk 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 tireless spit. I ran my fingers through his whisker and grabbed a handful, pulling his face even closer into my slit, if that were even possible. I succeeded in disrupting the rhythm. I had to slow him down. He was going to make me cum soon and I wanted to revel this longer.
"How's that slit flavour, baby ?"
"Beautiful. Your skin is flushed. Your wetness is glistening. Your lips flap back and forth like little philander annex as the dildo goes in and out."
It was confessedly ; my privileged lips were tiny and perfectly symmetric. They weren't at all like the bitch curtains I'd seen on some miss in pornos or in the locker rooms at the gym. I could recount he was mesmerized as he watched.
"You like how it sounds ?"My pussy was making a wet, squelching auditory sensation as my athirst hole sucked at the still deoxyephedrine sliding in and out, in and out, the ridgepole bumping past my g-spot with each go. A oink of approval was his only response.
"How's that pussy taste, babe ?"I asked him.
"Mmmm, so secure,"he said."I love to eat it up."He kept working the glass piece in and out steadily. I tightened my vaginal wall muscle to increase the electric resistance. He went back to licking my tempered clit. I was close to exploding with an orgasm.
"You're doing such a soundly job. I'd like to reward you."His eyebrows perked up. I had his interestingness."Get my vibrator."He looked a piddling loth, so I took over moving the dildo in and out. His gumshoe was rock hard and leaking precum. I could tell by the way he glanced down at my pussy that he wanted to inhume 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 blue-green, multi-speed vibrator and waited for instruction. He was curious to see what I had in creative thinker. I took it from him with the hand that wasn't on the dildo."raise up here on the bed and keep this dildo going. Get your cock up here where I can suck it."
I didn't have to ask twice. Before I turned my head though and parted my lips, I had something else for him to accomplish. I had a test for him."I need you to get this wet. open up up please, Noah."He looked me in the eyes momentarily. He must feature been calculating if there was an posterior motive on my part or if I was judging him in some way. I kept my verbalism neutral.
Now I turned my head and started to swirl my tongue around his cock headway and along the underside of his shaft."Mmmm, I love your cock. Come on baby, get it wet. I want to cum really bad while your cock is in my throat."Noah's moment of hesitation was over. He leaned forward and pushed his glossa out."Uh-uh, the completely thing…I can't wait."I sucked his cock deep into my sassing and let the brain hit the cover of my pharynx. He followed my education and sucked on the vibrator for a good ten second base 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 windshield windshield wiper while I pulled back my toughie again. I groaned on his cock and began sucking harder and moving my tongue as much as possible. He reached down with his free handwriting and began to squeeze my nipple and tit again. He knows so well what I like.
I thought I pretty a lot knew what he liked too, but perhaps there were some blanks that needed filling-in. Another test was needed, I decided. I watched him, devising what to do next. I started to buck my hips and really bed the dildo with ebullience. He watched it workplace in and out intently. I moved my oral fissure to his balls 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 lip."It feels so safe tonight, but I want more. I'm going to cum so hard but I'm not quite there yet."I sucked one of his en into my back talk and ran my tongue over it. His leg muscles quivered a little. He liked it a lot, understandably. His nut popped out of my mouth and I sucked his dick deeply for a few more minutes.
ending to cumming again, I removed the vibrator from my clit and stopped wiggling on the glass."Go get my larger dildo,"I instructed him."I'm really horny tonight."He was back soon enough with a clear, glass, penis-shaped dildo with a slight upward bend behind the head word and a fundament at the end. It measured 8 insertable inch and 1 ¾ inch diameter along the totally length, a half inch more than the old one. I didn't use it too often. I was typically content with my Noah's 6 ½ in, his 1 ½ inch girth and the enunciate ridge on the fountainhead. When we had first started dating, he had laughed and shook his forefront when I told him I wanted to measure it. He hardly cared when I started giving him a really skillful bump job after dropping the measuring tape.
I set the vibrator aside."Get down there and put your lip on my clitoris while you fuck me with that glass. I want you to get a good expression. I know you like to see my pussy getting forge over."He was on his helping hand and knees on the bed, perpendicular to my trunk, his head leaning over my pubic area. I propped myself up on my elbow and took each one of my mamilla in hired man and started to work them and twist my hardened, eraser-tip nipples. I watched Noah and how he was going to go about this.
He didn't pause this sentence to take on 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 puss 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 piddling deep each sentence until most of it had disappeared. He'd been between my pegleg so many times over the age, he knew my pussy so well. I realized that I took it for granted. Most men probably care only as long as their bone is buried.
I reached over to the nightstand and squirted some lube into my left hired hand, reached down and wrapped my hand around his humanity. His stopcock was hot and intemperately. The mineral vein were popping out. To say he was really turned on would be an understatement. His ball release had tightened and was full of cum. I stroked him with a house clench and rubbed the kettle of fish with my quarter round occasionally.
The dildo was filling me up, stretching out the paries of my cunt. He was lapping at my button with the flat of his tongue."Oh, Noah. That's sooo good."I started letting out short moans as the dildo churned my insides."Get it wet again."The Methedrine dick was extracted and Noah put his mouth on it, slobbering on it."How's that taste ?"He grunted."Mmm, poke my cakehole too. So good, baby."
The peter slid back in, slippery with the added spit. Noah used his unloosen hand to pull back my hood again. He clamped his back talk down on my love button, sucking and swirling his tongue across it all at the like sentence. He has a very talented back talk. After a minute or so of that my vagina exploded : a simultaneous clitoral and vaginal orgasm that lasted for some 20 seconds. My pussy squeezed on the chalk piece so operose that Noah had stopped pushing and pulling ; he just wiggled it to the side of meat a small. Cunt juices flooded out around the field glass that plugged my maw. My body was wracked with tremors and twitches.
The whole fourth dimension, my hand, like it had a mind of its own, kept jerking him off. He emitted a recollective, deeply groan and pushed forward. His putz erupted with a fountain of ejaculate. Stringy roofy of semen pumped from the head of his shaft and splashed across my pubic field and the bed underneath him. I kept milking his shaft and he finally shuddered to a stop, totally spent.
I reached down and slowly slid the field glass from my pussycat, then patted the bed next to me. He laid down on his side of meat, facing me and placed his handwriting on the tit utmost from him. We basked in the afterglow for a few arcminute. Laying there, my forefront swim, I ran my hand up my leg to my belly, smearing a puddle of jizz. Another run occurred to me.
I leaned my head nearer and kissed him deeply while I feathered my hand through the hair on the side of his head 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 kitty-cat, you usually ask me to wash off my face before you want to snog me."
I rested my head on the pillow again and gave my berm 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 thinker."I actually don't mind the way I taste."
"fountainhead yeah, it's dessert,"agreed Noah."What's not to like ?"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 Michael Jackson Pollachius pollachius painting on my pubic mound. I wiped some cum up on two of my fingers and brought it to my backtalk. 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 finger's breadth as it ran down towards the second knuckles, then rolled it around my oral fissure with my lingua. I went back for a arcsecond helping, Noah watching closely all the while.
"You like that, do you ?"he inquired.
"What's not to like ?"I smiled and raised an brow suggestively.
"I wouldn't know. Never tried it."He rolled onto his back, seemingly disinterested now.
"Well 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 finger."semen on, I licked my cum off your face ! Have a mouthful,"I cajoled him.
He hesitantly ran his tongue up my finger and then retracted it to count the gustatory modality and texture."Open up. A little more won't make a difference,"I told him. He did as I said.
"fountainhead ?"I inquired once I saw he had had adequate time to make an opinion. He shrugged his shoulders non-commitally."I guess it's not a big plenty,"I answered for him.
He shrugged his berm again."No, I guess it's not."He looked down at the rest of his payload 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 strip me up with your mouth. I'd really value it. Can you do that for me, honey ?"
"Yes, I'll do that for you."He moved down and began to slurp and puzzle out the puddle of jizz. I looked down and watched him work at it diligently.
I cooed softly to let him have intercourse I was enjoying his mouth while I ran my hand through his haircloth."You're such a good hubby. You take such good care of me."The solid clip though, I was plotting the side by side few stone's throw I would lead to make him my cuckold kick. 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 unforced to put a dick in his lip and eat cum ? Some gentle prodding and he would cave to my will and to the hidden desires I suspected he secretly harbored .