Discovering My Nasty Wife Part 5 - Sex Stories

Discovering My Nasty Wife Part 5

Confessions Chapter 5 The next few days my thoughts of them possessed my mind at work. I could think of little else. A couple of nights later we were at the gym and it started out much the same. We worked out and then she simply waved with a smile and left with Phil again. Thoughts of them flooded my mind until she got home. When she got home again late, I was on the sofa thumbing through a magazine and listing to Enigma on the sound system. She came in, and quickly sat straddling me, lightly pinning my arms beside my thighs with her legs, and then laid a big wet kiss on me. She had had more than 'one too many', and again she tasted like sex. She slowly ground her pussy against my groin. "You didn't get bored tonight did you? Did you have plenty to think about?" She asked. Pecking kisses on my forehead and smiling. She closed her eyes and licked my lips coating them with his musty smell, and then kissed me passionately wrapping her arms around my neck. She pulled back keeping her smile and looked me dead in the eye. "Did you miss me?" She said, as though we were the closest of lovers and she had been out shopping. She wrapped her fingers into the hair on the back of my head, and pulled it back, exposing my neck as she began to nibble and lick all over it. Then she gave me another moist deep kiss. His sex was again all over my lips, neck and cheeks and I could feel myself trying to get my breath. She nibbled on my earlobe and whispered into my ear. "My kisses turn you on, ...

... don't they Tom?" Her warm breath and words rushed through me. I felt deliciously ensnared, pinned under her body, her words, and this blatant awakening. Her kisses did turn me on, beyond what she could have been imagining. I sat there looking up at her, wanting her to kiss me again. "Tell me you like my kisses." She prodded. "I do! I love your kisses." I admitted, and when I did, she laid a deep French kiss on me again licking all into my mouth and all over my lips. The taste and smell was strong male. I had to catch my breath I was so turned on. What was she doing to me? She kissed me deeply again. Her words had pushed me over the edge and I began falling deeply, head over heels into it, savoring what taste I could find and thinking that my wife had been out sucking another cock that night. I realized that I was hungrily kissing her deeper and licking her lips trying to taste more. "Tell me you can taste it," she said, "and tell me to kiss you again." My cock was aching for release under her and my head was spinning as she toyed with me. I licked her all over like an insane man, not wanting to stop to answer, not wanting to give these erotic kisses up. Tonight she was blatantly bringing me face to face with her indiscretion. I was no longer trying to get her to play my game. She had f***ed me to play hers, and she was playing me like a violin. "Ohhhh yea you like it alright. You can taste it and you like it." She leaned back, her eyes looking at my lips. "Yesssssss! You taste ...