Being Cuckolded #26 All mine
The warmth of my wife's thighs gently wrapped around my head was glorious, breathing in her musk as I kissed her vulva. My tongue slowly working its way between her lips, tasting the juices she was leaking for me.
I had pounced on her as she sat on the sofa, having come home from work. I watched her that morning putting her suspenders and stockings on. I noted she went to work without knickers, I never questioned it, she had done it before, but I still wondered why.
I was holding her legs as I licked, my head buried under her skirt, I couldn't see her reaction, but I could definitely feel her hips rhythmically working on the tip of my tongue.
Sliding my tongue deeper I felt the entrance to her vagina, she groaned. Her hands rested on the back of my head through the skirt material. I reached up blindly, exploring the curves of her body as I held her breasts through her clothes.
I wanted to stop and unbutton my wife's blouse, but the pressure she was applying to the back of my head said not to. Her pussy prickled on my face, it had been a couple of days since it was last shaved, bulls last visit.
Dipping my tongue in deep, I ever so slowly slid up grinding over her swollen clitoris. I felt her heels dig into my back as she pressed into my face, her soft pussy covering me with her arousal.
The phone started ringing, but neither of us really noticed, both enthralled. I had done this many times, I knew exactly how to please my wife. Tiny circular licks around her clit, withdrawing briefly whenever she started to writhe. Couldn't have her cumming too soon, needed to draw it out, build tension in her belly.
This teasing and licking went on for a while, no idea how long, my head was buried but I can be very patient. When I felt her grunting in frustration every time I stopped, I knew it was working.
Sliding two fingers up inside her as I kissed and licked her pussy. She was so wet, so warm and soft, my fingers worked up inside her, rubbing her g-spot. Gently at first, building up pressure, coaxing her body to respond.
It can be quite tricky to keep working with your fingers while knowing when to stop with your tongue. Like rubbing your belly and patting your head, get it wrong and the whole thing reaches the point of no return sooner than intended. My wife would tell you that's not a bad thing, but it's annoying to have it suddenly over by accident!
When she is grunting and moaning in frustration, slapping my head in stifled annoyance as her thighs are gripping me with hope. Then, you give her the release she craves.
One last time, my tongue circles her clit, the tiny pink nub is so hard and wet now. I know after so much agony her body is expecting me to stop at the last moment, to withdraw and leave her frustrated once more. This time I do not, this time my tongue rubs harder, faster, this time I'm not stopping.
I imagine that sudden rush of realization that I wasn't stopping triggered the shudder in her belly. Even as it happened I was working my fingers up inside her, rougher now, harder. I know how this goes, it's beautiful to witness, losing control, she begins to cum from clitoral stimulation.
My left arm wrapped around her hips, trying to hold her down as she orgasms, my fingers from my right hand grinding furiously up inside her contracting vagina. Sometimes she squeezes so hard I worry about breaking my fingers.
Then it happens, a growling snarl you only ever get out of a woman who has given up all attempts at decorum. She is reduced to a****listic snarling as her whole body shakes uncontrollably.
Gushing all over my face and hands, her orgasm explodes a second time, from within her belly, overriding the sensations from her clit in a heady mix of orgasmic fireworks that make her head spin and her body convulse.
When I make her cum like this, the contractions and shudders go on for about ten minutes straight. She cries sometimes, the emotional overload simply too great. The first time she cried I was quite confused, thinking I had hurt her. My wife tells me it's difficult to explain, but it's not pain.
I don't make her cum like this often, some things are special, it only stays special if you learn to use moderation. Making her cum with just clitoral or g-spot stimulation isn't exactly disappointing anyway.
I held her for a while after the contractions and crying had subsided. She fell asleep in my arms for a little while...apparently it's not just guys that get sleepy after!
I had pounced on her as she sat on the sofa, having come home from work. I watched her that morning putting her suspenders and stockings on. I noted she went to work without knickers, I never questioned it, she had done it before, but I still wondered why.
I was holding her legs as I licked, my head buried under her skirt, I couldn't see her reaction, but I could definitely feel her hips rhythmically working on the tip of my tongue.
Sliding my tongue deeper I felt the entrance to her vagina, she groaned. Her hands rested on the back of my head through the skirt material. I reached up blindly, exploring the curves of her body as I held her breasts through her clothes.
I wanted to stop and unbutton my wife's blouse, but the pressure she was applying to the back of my head said not to. Her pussy prickled on my face, it had been a couple of days since it was last shaved, bulls last visit.
Dipping my tongue in deep, I ever so slowly slid up grinding over her swollen clitoris. I felt her heels dig into my back as she pressed into my face, her soft pussy covering me with her arousal.
The phone started ringing, but neither of us really noticed, both enthralled. I had done this many times, I knew exactly how to please my wife. Tiny circular licks around her clit, withdrawing briefly whenever she started to writhe. Couldn't have her cumming too soon, needed to draw it out, build tension in her belly.
This teasing and licking went on for a while, no idea how long, my head was buried but I can be very patient. When I felt her grunting in frustration every time I stopped, I knew it was working.
Sliding two fingers up inside her as I kissed and licked her pussy. She was so wet, so warm and soft, my fingers worked up inside her, rubbing her g-spot. Gently at first, building up pressure, coaxing her body to respond.
It can be quite tricky to keep working with your fingers while knowing when to stop with your tongue. Like rubbing your belly and patting your head, get it wrong and the whole thing reaches the point of no return sooner than intended. My wife would tell you that's not a bad thing, but it's annoying to have it suddenly over by accident!
When she is grunting and moaning in frustration, slapping my head in stifled annoyance as her thighs are gripping me with hope. Then, you give her the release she craves.
One last time, my tongue circles her clit, the tiny pink nub is so hard and wet now. I know after so much agony her body is expecting me to stop at the last moment, to withdraw and leave her frustrated once more. This time I do not, this time my tongue rubs harder, faster, this time I'm not stopping.
I imagine that sudden rush of realization that I wasn't stopping triggered the shudder in her belly. Even as it happened I was working my fingers up inside her, rougher now, harder. I know how this goes, it's beautiful to witness, losing control, she begins to cum from clitoral stimulation.
My left arm wrapped around her hips, trying to hold her down as she orgasms, my fingers from my right hand grinding furiously up inside her contracting vagina. Sometimes she squeezes so hard I worry about breaking my fingers.
Then it happens, a growling snarl you only ever get out of a woman who has given up all attempts at decorum. She is reduced to a****listic snarling as her whole body shakes uncontrollably.
Gushing all over my face and hands, her orgasm explodes a second time, from within her belly, overriding the sensations from her clit in a heady mix of orgasmic fireworks that make her head spin and her body convulse.
When I make her cum like this, the contractions and shudders go on for about ten minutes straight. She cries sometimes, the emotional overload simply too great. The first time she cried I was quite confused, thinking I had hurt her. My wife tells me it's difficult to explain, but it's not pain.
I don't make her cum like this often, some things are special, it only stays special if you learn to use moderation. Making her cum with just clitoral or g-spot stimulation isn't exactly disappointing anyway.
I held her for a while after the contractions and crying had subsided. She fell asleep in my arms for a little while...apparently it's not just guys that get sleepy after!
11 年 前
-Mistress