Norman Singer - The Hungry Husband

"Lie flat and still, David!" she prompted him. "Remember, you're my prisoner, to do with as I choose!"

"Sure, baby… sure!" He flipped his head back down on the pillow and waited.

Hazel moved across the room and stood over him, looking tall and remote in her hungers… lady-gourmand with her own private buffet, ready to swoop in and dish up. She sat down quietly on the edge of the bed and lightly let her fingers glide all over his body, as if she were playing a harp… plucking at him, rippling… David shuddering with the satiny hot feel of her hands on him and praying that she'd slip out of her fat living-bra so he could suck her there… Oooh! How he wanted the taste of her body on his lips, wanted to apply everything he'd learned from Joyce… tongue jabbing, driving her wild… his mouth a pledged ceremonial at all her secret basins… finding new body-lips of her to nourish his own… aw please!.. wanna swallow… the honey-blonde… wanna dip and drain 'er!

But Hazel had her own plans, articulate maneuvers. She knelt between his squirming thighs and, before he realized what she was about, she had taken the full meaty head of his prick in her ravenous red mouth and was gently swiping her hot tongue around on it… her rhythms circular and enraging as she raised up a little and dipped her tongue's point inside the delicate slit-aperture at the tip…

David cried out and grit his teeth, leaping up in bed to get a look at her. "Oooh Jesus… what're you doing? Aw baby, look at you! Look at that sexy luscious mouth of yours, getting rounder and sweeter!" Slowly, she captured the whole rearing shaft of his rod and swallowed it right down to the hilt, until her lips flared and furrowed deep into the blond silk of David's pubic nest as she madly swept her tongue up and down the sides of his thick and esculent repast… her mouth a saliva-slippery cauldron as it swirled and steamed upwards again… a flooding torment of sensation as she nibbled and pumped at him until he thought his heart would burst from the excitement. Unnn! What a devastating sight to see her gorgeous warm mouth involved in such action… Aw… eat, baby!.. Lick and eat and take me over the falls and rain on me and God!.. How hot and cuddled his cock felt in her mouth… All in her now and owned there and caught and wet from her as he flung his legs widely apart and let his head roll back against the pillow once more, gulping and breathless from her artful, moist caresses… recalling all the years he'd envisioned Linda doing this to him, always yearning to see her lips like that… and almost certain that Joyce had been about to swallow him up too. But no, not then either, only now, this moment… a first and virginal happening for David, since nobody's lips had ever touched him there before, and oh Christ! How long he'd waited to find out what it would feel like… yearning and dreaming until it seemed he must be the only guy left in the world who'd never been blown, never had this tender swamping feeling, and oh man, it was Hazel who was down there for the launching, drinking the toast to him, all that raving beauty gone supplicant and wet-nursing as she hungrily sucked that rearing celebrating, tube of his flesh… unnn… His big slab of private flesh in that mouth… aw no, too good to be happening… hotter than the wettest nightmare. David groaned and whimpered as she let his prick slip free and, with a fierce and sturdy gesture, she flung his legs up higher and feverishly began to lick and nibble at his balls. David held his breath, straining to record every tongued quiver of this quenched fulfillment. But he let out another soaring gasp as he felt her tongue trailing slowly downwards… felt… ooh Christ!.. forbidden soft kisses at the silky underflesh beneath his balls… and then, aw no!.. Wait, baby… I'm gonna roar like a gorilla if you… do… that to me… But waited, genital-muscles tensed and flexing as the wiry girl gripped his hard buttocks in her two hands and pitched him nearly upside down… and then, with a greedy, ladylike sigh for this piГЁce de resistance, she plunged her fruity lips against the soft hot bud of his anus… the hairless blond-boy treat for her as she made frenetic oral love to that unsipped manly mouth down there… David half-sobbing and groaning aloud now as he felt her pointed tongue enter there, deeply and just once, and then become the cherished upward swabbing again. David squirmed and licked his gulping lips and knew this sensation was like nothing he'd ever imagined… Hazel showering kisses down there now, going wild to own and devour all his tender underflesh… lips trailing up over his balls once more, then back to that rigid waiting flesh-tower of his cock, where her mouth became the sucking wet-hot torture, cleverly halting each time he was about to let loose and explode… guiding his fluid passions, controlling them to her own ends until David's whole body was a trembling mass of thwarted, purged desire… And then…?

Hazel lifted her lips from their swarming delight and gazed up at him, her large brown eyes full of mischief and appetite. "David, we will now deliver all these goods in the rear. Have you ever done that to a woman before?"

David felt a rush of new excitement as he realized what she meant. Christ! Another juicy first for him… It was beginning to feel like his birthday… "No, Hazel," he said, his throat tight and parched, "I… never got around to that…"

… Except for cornholing my father-in-law in a nightmare, I'm a virgin in this area too… Aw teach me, baby… and season me…!

Hazel rose and moved about the room switching off lamps until she'd plunged them into darkness.

"Oh honey, please… not so dark," he protested, "I want to see what goes on here…"

"Don't worry, David, I'm fastening a couple of blue bulbs in these lamps. Sexiest color in the world to soften one's grinding flesh-tones… and besides, I always did my best numbers under a baby-blue spotlight…"

… Her numbers, thought David, as she flicked on the fresh bulbs and spread a torchy haze all over the apartment; then I was right about her being a showgirl, or maybe a dancer…

But when she began to glide sinuously about the room as she undressed, he decided "stripper" might be closer to the truth.

"Dramatic lighting is everything when a lady unveils her charms, don't you agree, David?"

"Yes," he said, watching her lithe movements in the bluish glow, "put on a show for me, baby… just remember to bring me the finale, and let me hold it and feel it…" He sat up in bed and watched the shadowed image of her silhouette as she stripped down for him… as she swirled and danced and undraped… and he grew even more incensed to have her close again as he remembered how she proposed to use that long, lovely body. David wished she'd left the lights a little brighter… although he had to admit those blue bulbs were lending a new flavor of mystery to the proceedings.

Her back was to him now and he could just make out those round white globes of her ass which she was about to offer him on that pretty pink-fleshed platter of hers. Christ, how would she ever be able to take all he had up there? Or was there a dash of masochist in her makeup?

Her body looked luminous and nude now as she seemed to be angling in closer towards him, her arms and hips swaying in tempo with the jazz-music still playing on the stereo. He could see her naked shoulders and back and cute behind. Oh baby, bring that over here… let me dive up and sink it in!

"Lie down flat, darling," she said, "I'm going to keep dancing backwards until I've latched right on to it… it's part of the choreography, and honey, it's the wildest!"

… Oooh my God, she's a frantic one! Gonna take a running jump and splice herself on me… aw… tight hot jellied quicksand, come get me!