Wild For Horses - Sex Stories

Wild For Horses

... her husband after she had been away for a week. Not having an argument. &#034Look, honey,&#034 she said to him, going over and sitting down beside him, and running her long fingers through his silky black hair, &#034let's not argue tonight. We can talk about this in the morning. There are a lot of other things I'd rather be doing right now.&#034 Her fingers started stroking his shoulders. &#034Did you miss me?&#034 &#034Of course I missed you.&#034 he turned to her with a smile. He pushed her hair out of her face and then suddenly his lips dropped to her breasts. He pushed the silk of her negligee aside and fervently began licking and pulling on her nipples with his tongue and lips. Instantly she got hot. &#034Oh darling!&#034 She got up on the bed and spread her legs. The silky negligee scooped between her legs, folding in silky folds. She leaned forward and parted his terry cloth robe. She bent forward and gently extracted his penis and balls from between his legs. Then, breathing heavily, lightly kissing them, holding and caressing them, she began to lightly pass her tongue over the flesh of his genitals. She could feel his cock stiffen in her hands. She looked up in delight. Every night in Miami she had masturbated thinking about him. Since she had married him, she felt like a new woman. He made her feel so young, though she was a couple of years older than he was. Burton turned on the bed to face his wife. He slipped off his robe and parted her legs. He loved to watch ...

... her bending over him like a willing servant, licking his balls, servicing his cock. He watched his rod stiffen under her tongue. Her butt was high in the air. He could smell how her sex was blooming. Then he reached for her. He pulled her butt around to him. He lifted up the fragrant hem of her negligee and he stuck his face underneath it. Now he was under her negligee, seeing the world through the silk of her nightie. Her crotch hair bloomed out at him like a strange, exotic flower. He could smell the erotic odor of her cunt quite clearly. He saw her cunt lips were hot and wet and he knew she wanted him. Grasping each other by the waist, they rolled over, and over on top of each other on their big double bed and when they stopped rolling, his lips were glued to her open wet cunt and her mouth was securely fastened down around his rod. She was sucking and licking him, taking him into her mouth. And he was licking and spearing her cunt, penetrating her with his tongue. They hadn't even kissed, except to kiss hello in front of the k**s. But this kiss, to the genitals, was their real hello, their real embrace. &#034Oh honey!&#034 Loretta breathed, &#034I missed you so much!&#034 She licked up the side of his penis shaft and ended by going down over the top. He tasted his wife's cunt meat again and remembered this was what he loved her for. Her cunt tasted so succulent, so hot and fresh. On the outside, she looked like a very proper lady, a lady lawyer who never even took a shit. ...