Chapter 15
Leslie arrived at the airport fifteen minutes early to pick up her husband.
After that they drove home together. Bruce slid behind the wheel of their Buick, driving all the way home.
Leslie felt a little guilty as she rode with him. What bothered her to such a tremendous extent was the fact that she didn't feel the same sense of burning anxiety upon picking him up and riding home with him that she had anticipated she would. Now that she had had two tremendously satisfying sex interludes with Eddie and Charlie, she did not feel that same degree of burning need that was usually there when she wanted to have some hot sex.
She was developing a certain independence, and the greater the degree of recognition on her part that was the case, the greater the degree of guilt that she began to feel.
They arrived home, and Bruce looked at her hungrily.
"All right, every time that the business lagged," he smiled, "I made certain that the pace was stepped up. I needed to step it up, honey, because I knew that I had my beautiful baby at home. I knew that I had to have some hot sex from my lover girl. Are you with me?"
"Yes, I'm with you, Bruce," she replied. "Would you like a drink?"
"I really don't need one."
"Maybe it would steady your nerves a little. "I mean, maybe you need a little calming down."
"Like hell I do," he chuckled. "Why do I want to calm down? I want to remain as hot as I am right now. I want to get in there and do a lot of high purpose screwing with you, baby. I want to turn you every way but loose in that bed."
"Oh boy, you really are acting like a tiger."
"You're damned right I am. That's because I am a tiger. I want to take you on, baby, under those sheets. I want to give you a great fuck. I'm going to really give you a fantastic screw."
"Oh my, you're really talking dirty talk. You don't sound like a man who works at a bank now."
"Of course I don't. I'm just a horny husband. That's all I am, sweetheart. Need I say more?"
"No, I guess that just about covers it," she chuckled. "So you don't want a drink?"
"Hell no. I want to take you on in bed."
"Okay, then I guess we'd better move into the bedroom."
"Now you're talking."
They got up and walked into the bedroom.
He was so hot that he insisted upon undressing her.
Those fingers of Bruce's went to work so quickly that she feared that he was going to tear her dress.
"Watch it, baby," she said. "You're going to tear that dress of mine. You really are."
"The hell I am," he chuckled. "I know what I'm doing. But even if I do, I'll buy you another one. I can always get you another dress, but I can't placate myself unless I get some hot sex right now. You don't realize how hot I can get, sweetheart."
"Oh yes I do."
"Well, maybe now you do."
"I think I've always been aware of how hot you can get," she said, "But it just so happens that you're a little hotter now than you generally are. You're something, darling, you are really something."
Now he had her down to her panties and bra. He always enjoyed seeing her in her sparkling white panties and bra, since it brought out his strong voyeuristic bent.
"Oh, you look so good," he said, his hard cock bulging. "I've got to get that underwear of yours off, baby. We've really got to tie into each other."
Now he reached out with the fingers of both hands, undoing the bra quickly.
"Oh, I've got to get it off," he said. "I'm going to take the bra off, then I'm going to take off your panties."
"Go ahead, sweetheart. Cut loose, darling."
Now he undid the bra, letting it drop to the floor. He looked at her breasts.
"Oh, I've got to lick those breasts of yours," he said. "Let me lick them right now."
"With me just standing here?"
"Of course, baby. You're damned right. That's the way I'm going to do it."
He slid his head forward, letting his tongue slide over her left breast. Back and forth he slid that hot tongue, and Leslie became a little more excited as he shoved into high gear.
But she realized that there was something definitely missing from the old magic that they used to possess together. For one thing, she was used to his routine, whereas, when she had gotten together with Charlie and Eddie, she was involved in fascinating new situations with men that wanted different acts performed.
"Oh, baby, you're really letting the tongue roll," she said, trying her best to get as excited as possible.
He slipped the tongue around both breasts, giving each of them the once over, then swiftly removed the tongue from her breast altogether.
"Oh, now I'm going to get the panties off," he said. "I'm going to guide your body downward, baby. I'm going to guide you into bed, sweetheart. Then I'm going to remove those panties. Oh, am I ever excited, baby. This is really excitement. I really like you, darling. Oh, I like you so much. I just had to get back to you, sweetheart."
Now he guided her downward into the bed, reaching out and grabbing her by the elastic which held together her panties. He pulled downward quickly on those panties, enjoying the sensations attached to letting the silk slide against her beautiful firm legs.
"Oh, I've got to get you naked," he said hoarsely. "I've got to fuck you, baby, oh, am I ever burning with desire. I've got to screw you, honey, oh, are we ever going to screw. I'm going to cut loose with you, sweetheart. Oh, baby, I can hardly wait. "Oh, honey, this is too much. It's going to be so fantastic."
Now he completed the act of removing those panties, after which he let his fingers come to rest against her legs.
He squeezed her thighs gingerly, and as he did so he looked at her with burning desire.
"I've got to kiss you," he exclaimed. "I've got to run those burning lips against yours."
Now he was plunging those lips of his intensely forward, letting them come into fervent contact with her lips.
He let those lips remain frozen, one against the other, for several lengthy seconds.
He then released his lips from hers, after which he decided that it was time for him to kiss her vagina.
"I've got to kiss that pussy," he said. "It's such a beautiful pussy. Oh, baby, everything about you is beautiful. I've got to run those lips of mine against your mound. That's a beautiful mound, baby. Oh, I love it, sweetheart. Oh, I really love that mound."
He kissed it several times in rapid succession, after which he released his lips from her pussy.
He then decided that it was time for him to remove his own clothes, so he jumped up from the bed and quickly began to strip.
Leslie kept waiting for the hot passions to begin circulating through her body in the manner that they had on so many previous occasions when she had had sex with her husband.
But there was still something lacking that afternoon. She just couldn't get as excited as she would have liked.
By the time he had removed his shorts and showed her his hard penis, she had to do a little bit of play acting to make it appear that she was hot as she knew he wanted her to be.
"Oh, what a nice cock," she exclaimed. "What would you like me to do with it?"
"I would like for you to run your fingers over it while I'm fingering your pussy."
"Oh, so you want a mutual jerk action."
"That's right. We can exchange jerks. While I'm toying with your mound, you can toy with my cock."
"I guess turn about is fair play."
"Sure it is, especially in finger fucking," he laughed.
"You really are horny. When you start making with all this dirty talk, I know just how excited you are."
"Right on, baby," he laughed. "This is it, sweetheart. Oh, I've just got to fuck you. But first let's let those fingers go to work. Let's toy with each other, darling, and that will make us more excited than ever."
Back and forth he was working those fingers inside her hot mound. While that was happening, she was exercising her fingers briskly in up and down fashion over his searing rod.
The action was accelerating now, and he was breathing heavier than usual. The heart was palpitating, and he felt a tremendous sense of exhilaration.
"Oh, honey, do I ever dig playing with your pussy," he said. "Ah, I can feel some moisture there. That feels so good, to feel that moisture there. Baby, you're too much. You really are. I like fingering that mound of yours. Do you like fingering my cock?"
"Oh yes," she exclaimed. "I really do. I love that finger action. You've got such a beautiful cock too, honey."
"I'm very proud of it."
"You have every reason to be proud of it."
So now the fingers were working at an intensive clip. Leslie was finding that the longer that he worked his fingers around her mound, the greater the degree of excitement that began to generate throughout her body. She still wasn't as hot as she had been on certain previous occasions, but she was becoming a lot hotter than she had been earlier.
"You've really got magic in those fingers of yours," she sighed. "You really know how to work them over my hot love nest. Come on and keep those fingers going over my pussy. Drive those fingers, baby, oh, you know just how to turn your wife on. Oh, what a husband you are. You really know how to make with the pussy action, baby. Play with my mound, darling, oh, I want you to play with it."
Now he was really bearing down hard, exercising those fingers at a tremendous clip, letting them manipulate enthusiastically over her hot furry mound.
While that was occurring, she continued to run her fingers eagerly up and down his fiery rod.
"You like fingering that spear," he laughed.
"Oh yes, you've got quite a cock on you. Oh, Mr. Giant Cock. That's the guy I'm married to. Oh, you really are horny. You've really got a hardon, baby, and the longer that my fingers go to work on it, the more turned on I get."
Now they were both manipulating those fingers so quickly that they were pushing each other toward climax.
"Oh, take the fingers off," he finally said. "I want the sixty-nine action, baby. Let's get rid of the finger action now and start working those tongues around each other."
"You like the tongue action?"
"Hove it."
"That's beautiful."
Now they began to work those tongues of theirs around each other.
He was working his tongue over her mound, while she in turn was manipulating her tongue with great eagerness over his huge penis.
The activity was becoming increasingly more brisk as they exchanged hot movements.
Back and forth those tongues worked, and as they did so he was drawing ever closer to a dramatic and triumphant orgasm.
They were driving those hot tongues, letting them slide ever so eagerly around each other's organs.
Their bodies now were twisting and turning, and Leslie had finally become a little more passionate. After all, with her husband directing that much in the way of vigorous attention toward her mound, it was very simple for her to become that excited.
But there was still a little something of the old magic that was lacking, and she didn't know if it would ever return. It bothered her, since, on other occasions, she would have been going out of her mind with ecstasy. Now she was just hot, and there were not those tremendous burning desires present that had been there on so many occasions.
Stroke for stroke, however she matched him, letting her tongue circulate freely and excitedly over his hot rod. And while that was occurring, he was manipulating his tongue with the same degree of eagerness over her mound.
She finally reached the point where she was unable to retain her juices any longer, and at that juncture the pussy juices spilled out of her mound and into his waiting mouth.
While he swallowed the load joyously, he then went back to the pussy licking again, determined to get a second joy shot from her.
In the meantime, Leslie continued the fervent licking of his cock. Up and down she manipulated that tongue, providing him with all kinds of fervent sensations.
Up and down the action continued, and as it did so his legs began to tremble from the excitement that was generating down there between his legs.
She knew now how close he was to unleashing his hot sperm inside her mouth, and that made her all the more desirous to finish the action. She wanted to make him happy, and there would be no better way of accomplishing that particular objective than by licking him to a triumphant climax.
At that point she exploded a second time, and the pussy juices were shooting into his mouth.
After she gushed a second time, he did not go back to the pussy licking. He recognized that he was just a few seconds away from shooting.
"Oh, lick my cock, baby, oh, lick that hot cock juice out of me," Bruce exclaimed. "Come on and lick, baby, come on and tongue my penis. Come on and lick that thing, baby, oh, I want you to lick it. Drive that scorching tongue of yours around my penis. Oh, come on and move that thing, baby, Oh, I really want you to drive that tongue. Come on and slip it up and down my hot rod, baby, oh, I need it."
A few seconds later she tasted a few tiny droplets of hot white juice that spurted out of the end of his penis. She knew that the deluge would be following shortly thereafter.
"Oh, stay with it," he said, "I'm going to be shooting the hot juice into your mouth quickly, baby. Stay with me, darling, oh, and stay with it. Oh, I want you to lick me dry, baby, I'm going to really spurt the hot white juice into your mouth. It's going to be a fantastic load, baby, a great load."
Several strokes later, the hot white liquid began to spill out of the end of his searing penis and into her mouth.
"Oh, I'm there, I'm there," he said triumphantly. "Come on and eat that juice. Come on and eat it, baby. Eat every drop of cum. Go after that juicy hot load. Come on, baby, and eat it. Eat it. Lick me dry, baby, oh, am I ever shooting. This is a gusher, baby, and you're going to swallow every drop of it."
He reached out and guided his fingers over her head, as she continued to swallow the hot juice that was spilling inside her mouth.
"Oh, that was fantastic," he exclaimed. "Baby, you really did a great job."
As she turned her tongue loose from his cock, she felt that he would be satisfied for the moment.
But she noticed that his cock had gone down very little. Apparently he had become so excited away from her that once he was back on the scene he just couldn't get enough of her. Now he would apparently want to shoot off his penis one more time.
"I've got to shoot it off again," he told her, just as she had anticipated. "I want it inside your mound, baby. I'm going to explode inside that mound of yours. I really am, baby. I want to fuck you, sweetheart, I want to fuck that mound of yours. I've already fucked your mouth, honey, so now I'm going to fuck you in the mound."
"I'll tell you one thing about you, baby. You know what you want."
"When it comes to fucking, I sure as hell do. I want inside that mound of yours and I want in there now."
"Then I guess I should just ease into the middle of this bed and spread my legs."
"That's all you need to do. I'll take care of the rest."
"Very well. I'll just bet you will."
"You're damned right."
He flipped her legs over his shoulders. She could tell from his first charge just how excited he was.
"Oh, I'm in you," he gasped, "I'm really going to slide that thing in there. I'm going to plunge it in all the way, baby. Oh, I'm really going to give it to you, sweetheart. Oh, honey, this is too much."
Now he was rocking that body of his back and forth as he kept delivering those hot stabs, driving that fervent penis of his high and deep inside her mound.
She was already moist down there, and that made it all the more fun for him as he plunged that penis of his relentlessly forward, letting it slide around inside her burning mound.
"Oh, honey, you're so tight in there," he said. "I'm glad I married you. I'm glad I married a woman who has such a nice tight vagina. That makes it so much more fun to fuck you. Oh, what a fuck you are. That's it, wiggle that cute little fanny of yours around like that. I like the way you're always wiggling those asscheeks."
"I'm doing that so I can match your strokes."
"I know you are, honey, and that makes it beautiful."
He kept on tearing that penis of his relentlessly inside her mound, driving it fervently in and out of that vagina.
"Oh, I've never seen you more excited," she gasped. "This is something, darling, I really love this fuck."
"I bet you do," he laughed. "You've got a super cocksman, who is plunging it to you."
"Oh, you're plunging it, all right."
"You're damned right, and I'm going to keep on plunging it until I've shot."
"Doesn't look like you're far off."
"I know I'm not," he sighed. "Oh, just a few more strokes."
Now he was really plunging it into her all the way, driving that penis deep inside her hot fervent mound.
"Ah, there I go," he gasped, as the juices began to spill out of the end of his penis. "I'm there, baby, oh, am I ever there. It's beautiful, baby, oh, what a great fuck. Oh, what a woman you are. Oh, I love being inside your vagina."
As he turned his cock loose from her mound, he could think about only one thing. Getting some sleep. After all, he had expended himself to his very limits. When a man got that excited, there just had to be a let down after that second orgasm.
A few moments later he dropped off to sleep, and he left the room, still feeling a bit confused about everything.
Sure, she had managed to get her job done, but she wasn't feeling that same degree of intensity, not even when she was at the height of intensity.