Steak & BJ After Decades Of Neglect - Sex Stories

Steak & BJ After Decades Of Neglect

... bit of lubricant, without telling her: she must have continued to think I had been prim and unkind. I pushed it in slowly: she groaned and wiggled her fingers, but she did not ask to stop me (and never uttered her Safeword).

I opened the carton with her chopped hamburger and allowed her to feed by bending her back: my belt locked her elbows, so her nipples rubbed bare against the rough lace of her hold-up stockings, and I could see that they were erect.

With each mouthful, she inflicted torture on herself with her nipples, rubbing them against the lace of her stockings. My mind was aroused; the cock was still flaccid from normal dormancy times. She knew this but continued to suffer, to arouse my most repressed instincts.

As I watched my wife suffer on her knees for me, I made the second half begin on TV and began to eat my double burger using both hands. Unlike her, that night I was free, serene, and with no obstacle between me and pleasure.

At the first English goal, she heard me exult, so she got up from the bowl and crawled toward me walking on her knees. She had not wiped her chin, which was now smeared with cum and pistachio sauce.

All she said was, "BJ?"

"Allowed."

And she began to lick a limp cock, from a man who was thinking of something else entirely. Liverpool was coming back one step after another, and my cock was also regaining energy, one lick after another. After the goal of the temporary equalizer, I had a remarkable erection, grabbed my ...

... wife's skull, and fucked her mouth without any respect.

She let me do it. In the only moment of pause I gave her, she said only, "Cum in!"

I didn't let her tell me twice. I cummed in her throat angrily, with all the nervousness I had accumulated all these years. I had finally achieved peace.

I resumed watching the game, not at all bothering to reciprocate, make conversation, or even clean her up. She was slumped on one buttock, her head resting on the sofa. I wondered why she was not sitting normally, then I remembered that she had the tail plug in her ass. It was an item she used so rarely, that I had forgotten about it.

Violet was fatigued, but it did not diminish her enthusiasm. After swallowing all the cum in her mouth, she licked her lips, then began to lick my shaft and balls to clean me well.

She devoted a lot of time to licking my knob. It almost looked as if she cherishes polishing it as if she were polishing a brass knob to make it shine in the middle of the living room.

She noticed that a large drop of semen had fallen on my right tit. So she rubbed it against my cock and then with her tongue scooped up whatever she could, trying to maintain eye contact as much as possible, even though I flaunted disinterest, often distracting myself by watching TV. It was humiliating but also exciting, certainly for me, but I think also for her. After the first big drop, she sought to repeat the same gesture and humiliate herself even more, just to turn me on.

I ...