Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine - Sex Stories

Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine

... aroma. She gasped. I drew my tongue across her slit again, this time dipping briefly into her gaping vagina before slowly rasping across her swollen clitoris once again. “OhmyGodOhmyGod!” Giving her no time to recover or relax, I began to tongue her vagina eagerly and messily. One moment my nose was pressed against her slit, the next my tongue was deep inside her hot passage. I lifted her hood firmly, exposing the full length of her clitoris before sucking it between my teeth and nibbling it gently. I felt her body shake, her legs tighten around my head and a powerful, earthy aroma and flavour join the sweetness of her secretions as my lovely slut of a wife finally began to cum. “Nnnnnnnggghhh” Despite the spasms that wracked her body, instinct drove me onwards and I tongued her relentlessly through her orgasm, forcing her writhing buttocks against my mouth, my middle finger, slimy with her juices, slipping along her cleft until it found her puckered anus. What possessed me then I can’t explain even to this day but without a thought, I worked my fingertip into the tight little sphincter and pressed myself up to the second knuckle into her rectum. “What the... Ohhhhhhhhhhh ” The effect was incredible. A new and massive wave of climax struck her slender body, robbing her of all remaining control. Her back and legs went into spasm, her thighs clamped down hard on the sides of my head and my mouth filled with a new cascade of her free-flowing juices. Twisting my finger in her ...

... lovely ass from left to right then bending it upwards towards my mouth, I tongued her wildly as she continued to cum. Her fingers grabbed my hair, pulling it painfully, at first pushing my head away from her vulva, then pulling it back against her hard before finally pushing me away. “Please... please... enough...” she eventually gasped, her body beginning to flag; exhausted from the immense orgasm that I, her husband had given her, not her one of her well-endowed lovers . Sensing her exhaustion, I slowed my tonguing then gradually brought it to an end. I rested my messy face against her hot, sticky vulva as her trembling began to subside, feeling her pulsating hips against my mouth as her orgasm died away. Realising that my middle finger was still deep in her rectum, I slowly withdrew it, feeling her sphincter closing less tightly as it left her body. Above me, she began to relax. I kissed her lovingly on her sticky mound then slid up the bed to lie alongside her, the semen-filled condom slipping noiselessly from my flaccid cock. My exhausted, spent wife was breathing heavily, her eyes dreamy and half closed as I took her in my arms and hugged her. “Are you ok?” I asked in a whisper. I kissed her gently on the forehead, “Was it alright for you?” She snuggled against me, tiny spasms still making her tremble. “That was... oh my God.... amazing... Cucky-Boy... where did you... learn to do that...?” Her voice sounded drunk and her eyes were closing so I just held her to me as she ...