Confessions of a Hotwife - Sex Stories

Confessions of a Hotwife

... but my hips convulsed up off the bed, and my already sopping wet cunt flooded with orgasmic juices.

"Keep going, James. She'll cum again very quickly," Mark said.

His mouth hovered just above my twitching clit, and he started again with his snake-like sexual torture causing me to gasp over and over.

"YES, THAT'S IT.....Again!" I screamed as an even more intense climax washed over me. It had taken this incredible oral lover less than a minute to drive me up and over the summit of pleasure. I knew I'd be riding his oral roller coaster a few more times before he relented and moved his face from my hot cunt.

James rose, glanced over my healthy tits, and smiled before saying, "Time for the main course."

I just smiled, knowing that his main course was my sizzling hot, soaking wet cunt.

He leaned in, inhaled deeply, and then remarked, "I love the scent of your woman."

His index fingers slid along the outside of my labia and then pinched them together so he could lick me there.

I cooed softly as his talented tongue teased my flesh and then said, "He's going so very slowly."

James has a unique ability to pleasure a woman with his mouth, but I needed his tongue inside and urged him on, "Please lick my cunt, sink it deep into my pink flesh."

He glanced up at me, smiled, and then pinched my lips, pulling them apart and exposing the flesh I wanted him to lick.

At first, he pressed his tongue firmly against my loins, then slid it up, licking my pulsing cunt ...

... with a broad tongue. When his mouth moved down, he plunged the tip deeper into my hot, wet flesh.

After several sensuous licks and plunges, he had me on the verge of orgasm, and I encouraged him, saying, "You're gonna make me cum again."

I don't think James was keeping track, but I was sure Mark was counting the number of times I climaxed.

"Tongue fuck her," he said.

James pressed his face tightly against my loins and sank his tongue as deeply as possible, causing me to climax. "I'm cumming," I exclaimed.

It crashed into me like a ton of bricks; my entire body convulsed, and I lifted my hips in a vain attempt to drive his tongue deeper.

"OH GOD, OH GOD, OH MY FUCKING GOD," I screamed in absolute ecstasy.

James wasn't about to let up, and as soon as my orgasm began to wane, another slammed into me.

My loins were numb by this point, and all I could do was hang on for dear life as I rode his roller coaster of oral pleasure.

My climatic juices flooded my cunt, and James started drinking from my buttercup of lust.

He paused only for a moment to exclaim, "Her juices taste like fine wine,"

James looked up at me and asked, "Do you want some hard cock?"

"You know I do!" I replied.

As he stood up, he said, "Is this hard enough?" His cock stood proudly from his loins, seven inches of glorious throbbing manhood. He flexed his muscles and made it lurch toward the ceiling.

I giggled and asked, "Does it get harder?"

He smiled at my joke, grasped ...