Chapter 11
When Rebecca returned to the living room, she knelt on the couch by Clay and lifted his limp tube of cock flesh. "Lean back and enjoy, darling. I want to play with your beautiful cock for a while."
"You might have to work pretty hard and still come up disappointed if you expect to get much out of it," he said. "Fucking you took a lot out of me."
"Unless you fucked someone else before you got home, I'll get plenty out of it," she said with a soft chuckle.
She peeled his foreskin back and stuck out her tongue. Slowly, with great relish, she began to twirl her tongue around the head and tickle the sensitive crown. She polished his knob, leaving it shiny with saliva, then began to kiss and lick the thick shaft. Up and down her lips and tongue went, from the top to the bottom and back up again, cleaning all of his rod.
He watched her raptly, more interested in the delightful sensations than the fact that she was licking her own sticky pussy juice from his cock.
He moaned deep in his chest and his cock began to stiffen. She wrapped one hand around the shaft and began to stroke as she let his cockhead slip between her lips. He hunched at her mouth, trying to shove more of his dong down her throat. She let him shove the tip into her throat, then pushed him down and slowly lifted her head. When the knob came out of her mouth, she licked it and looked up at him. Her lips glistened with saliva, making them look so much sexier.
"I'll deep-throat you a little, darling, but I want the head in my mouth when you cum so I can taste your sweet juice. When you cum with your cock down my throat, I don't taste anything."
"You are amazing," he muttered.
"Just a horny woman who wants to please her man," she replied with a big grin. "If you want to please me, you'll tell me how I'm doing and give me a big load of your cum to eat."
She licked his cockhead again, then took it back into her mouth and began to suck with gusto. The taste of her own pussy goaded her carnal appetite. She wondered if he noticed she didn't ask him to wash the residue of her pussy off his cock before she sucked it. Did he have any inkling that she liked pussy as much as he did? Would she ever find the appropriate time to tell him?
"You're a superb cocksucker, darling," he muttered. "You always make my cock feel so good."
She shivered with pleasure and pride. She continued to suck and stroke his cock as she reached between her legs and wet her middle finger in her pussy. She slid her finger between the cheeks of his ass, pushed it into his asshole and wiggled the tip.
His body arched up like a high voltage wire had touched his ass. His cock quivered and vibrated. "Aaahhh, God!" he groaned.
Clay began to writhe and twist frantically, and Rebecca knew she had him totally in her control. She established a rhythm between her mouth and tongue on the head of his prick, her hand on the shaft, and her finger in his asshole. Her long brown tresses swiped across his lower belly and her stiff nipples danced on the inside of his thighs.
"Your hair tickles so nicely, and I love the feel of your tits against my legs," he muttered huskily.
The nerve-tingling sensations from her hands, mouth, hair and tits were nearly more than he could endure. He didn't really want her to suck him off. He came home with the idea of fucking his horny wife in the ass and pumping her guts full of cum. On their honeymoon, she had presented her pretty rump and gave him the honor of deflowering her asshole, then invited him to open her back door as often as he wished. Well, maybe he still could get his cock in her ass. He could snatch forty winks on the two-hour flight to Phoenix.
She started humming and he surrendered to her. The automatic switch on his cum pump kicked in, his cockshaft swelled to its maximum size, and he started spraying the inside of her mouth with his searing fuck cream.
Gobbling and gurgling and grunting, the euphoric brunette ate his cum and demanded more. And her finger working in his ass made him give her more. Whether by accident or design, he didn't know, but her fingertip found his prostate and began to massage it. His heels drummed on the couch like a man in the throes of extreme sensation. He couldn't hold back, much less stop the flow of his cum. For the first time in his life, he nearly passed out while cumming.
Clay's cock began to deflate promptly, thoroughly used up. But still Rebecca didn't stop. She continued to suck his limp shaft as if she thought she might get one last drop of savory seed from him. The head of his cock was utterly numb when she finally spit out his flaccid cock and pulled her finger out of his ass. She raised up on her knees and grinned.
"My, that was quite a load of cum," she teased, holding his cock up between her forefinger and thumb. "I think this poor thing has had it for a while."
"What the hell did you expect?" he gasped. He took a deep breath. "You've never stuck your finger in my ass before."
"Well, you stuck your finger in mine, so I thought I would give you a taste of your own medicine. It worked, didn't it?"
"You can say that again!" he exclaimed. "What other little secrets do you have tucked away in your lecherous mind?"
"Oh, lots of things," she replied brightly. "The longer you stick around, the more you will learn about your wife, darling."
"Tell me some of your fantasies. Maybe my cock will get hard again listening to them."
Rebecca playfully flicked his limp cock with her finger. "It isn't going to get hard for quite a while. I love you, darling, but I can't just sit down and tell you my fantasies. In the proper situation, I can show you, or express them. Some of them, at least." She straddled his body and began to scoot toward his head. "If you want to do something while we wait for your cock to get hard again, you can lick my pussy.
"Do you ever get tired of cumming?" he asked in amazement.
"Haven't yet. I have no idea how many times I can cum. Until you taught me what sex is all about on our honeymoon, I didn't even know I could have multiple orgasms. I was strictly a one-shot-and-good-night girl." She stopped with her crotch over his mouth. Using all ten fingers to part her cunt lips, she lowered her ass and covered his face with her furry box. "Suck my cunt and lick my clit, darling," she murmured. "See if you can find out how many times I can cum."
What choice did he have with his face buried in her wet, randy cunt? She flipped her hips back and forth, squirming the slick maw of her twat on his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and let it slither up and down her soggy pink slit as she wiggled her hips.
He cupped the cheeks of her ass in his hands and slowed her down. She leaned forward, braced herself with her hands on the arm of the couch, and eagerly fed her cunt to her husband. She looked down through the deep cleavage of her dangling tit mounds at his head captured between her thighs.
"What a lascivious sight," she murmured.
He licked the puffy lips of her cunt. She sighed softly and hunched at him. His long tongue plunged into the warmth of her swollen slit and his mouth sank into the oily folds of her hairy grotto.
"Ooohhh," she moaned. Her head jerked up sharply and a tremor passed through her body.
He kept his head still and let her set the rhythm. His tongue and lips made obscene noises as she wiggled and twisted and smeared the juice-drenched membranes of her luscious pussy all over his mouth. His hands roamed freely over her hot, trembling flesh. His fingers played hungrily over her tanned thighs and shapely ass cheeks, over her curvaceous hips, past the narrow gracefulness of her waist, and onto the full splendor of her stately tit mounds.
Rebecca leaned on the arm of the couch and jerked her hips back and forth on Clay's face, soaring higher and higher from the pleasure of his tongue in her steamy cunt. She was so glad her husband had taught her that her fun didn't end with one orgasm, that she no longer had to hold off her orgasm as long as possible. She had heard other women talking about being multiorgasmic, but she thought they were just blowing smoke. She had certainly never been so turned on that she had cum more than once. Until she met Clay. Right from the start, he turned her every which way but loose and she learned the truth about herself. Over and over and over!
Clay worked skillfully at her tits, clutching, kneading, stimulating her fiercely. He pulled gently on her nipples, shook them, then released them suddenly and made her sumptuous mounds of tit flesh bounce and jiggle wildly.
"Oh, my God!" Rebecca yowled, nearly berserk with rapture. Snapping her crotch back and forth and twisting her hips in circles, she smeared her pussy all over his face. She tossed her head wildly from side to side in a frenzy of passion, causing her hair to swirl and tangle.
He centered his tongue on the hard nub of her clit and began to flick and lick relentlessly, driving Rebecca's passions to ever greater heights. Between licks, he took the entire luscious fullness of her furry pussy into his mouth and sucked, drinking her copious pussy juices.
"Oh, yes, darling! Oh, yes!" she panted, twisting her groin, rubbing her sopping gash over his mouth and face. "Suck my cunt! Eat it up!"
Her desire to cum began to build to a crescendo, rumbling inside her like a formidable thunderstorm over the mountains, magnifying swiftly, threatening to engulf her. Seething and boiling through her entire body, it drove her up and up until she thought it would tear her apart. Carnal fire consumed her mind. Her body throbbed and tingled. She began to twirl her lovely ass faster and faster, around and around in a circular motion, back and forth in a straight line, nearly out of control, leaving it up to him to keep his tongue on her burning clit as his lapper slid around the wet grooves of her pussy.
Totally absorbed in taking her pleasure from his tongue, she drove herself onto his mouth with demoniac passions as she soared toward her orgasm. Her breath came in hard gasps, throwing her beautiful tits up and down with each labored heave of her chest.
"Oh, oh, oh! God, I love your tongue, darling! I'm going to cum so hard! Oh, darling, I love to cum!"
Knowing her orgasm was near, he hung onto her shapely hips, trying to control her enough to keep his tongue on her swollen love button. He began to work his tongue faster and faster. She began to twist and jerk her hips faster and faster.
"Aaaaaaaaahhh!" she screamed as the force of her orgasm ripped through her, wracking her senses.
His tongue continued to flog her clit relentlessly, coaxing every ounce of fulfilling, sensuous bliss from the heaving body on his face. After one last frantic burst of passion, her hips stopped thrashing and her ass settled onto his face, nearly smothering him. He held his breath and sucked the last of her savory nectar from her overheated cunt.
The bawdy brunette fell to the side, uncovering his face, allowing him to breathe. His chest heaved as he sucked in huge gulps of air.
"Whew," he gasped. "You're something else. I don't think I've ever seen you cum so hard."
"My mind went wild the instant your tongue touched my pussy."
"So did your ass!" he laughed. "What were you thinking about?"
"Sometimes, I wish I had three cocks going at me and a tongue on my clit, all at the same."
"And just how would you do that?"
"Well, I know how I would take three cocks at once. A cock in my mouth wouldn't create a problem. But, with a cock in my ass and one in my cunt, how could someone get a tongue on my clit?"
"Beats me," he said.
She took his face in her hands and began to lick his face and mouth. Their lips met, parted, and their tongue entwined lasciviously. She moaned throatily as she sucked the residue of her orgasmic fluid from his tongue.
Then she stretched out by him and wrapped her arms and legs around him. "After we rest a while and give your cock time to recharge, would you like to fuck me in the ass?"
"I think it will be a short rest!" he said. "I'll catch a few winks on the plane tomorrow. What will you do while I'm gone?"
"Oh, I thought I would ask Lila and Gretchen if they want to go up and see our new cabin."
"Good. They'll keep you of trouble."
Oh, darling, if you only knew!
