Terry Davis - Dominant husband

Slowly unzipping his fly she reached in and fumbled around with his cock. To make it more convenient for his wife Gary reached down and pushed the lever that let the seat glide back.

"Take it out if you want to," he told her.

She was glad that there was no one near them on the highway as when she let her head fall down on her husband's thigh no one could spy on them.

"You're fascinated with it?" he smiled.

"Yes," she answered.

As the sunlight fell on his huge shaft she looked at it adoringly.

"It's such a big head," she smiled, "it's amazing I can get it all in my mouth."

"Why don't you just lick the tip of it?" he suggested.

Melinda let her tongue lightly lick at his cock head.

"Oh, I like that," he gasped, "oh, baby, that's wonderful. Now you're doing it."

He really enjoyed the excitement she was providing.

"Suck it," he told her. "That's it, baby. Suck that cock."

Slipping her mouth over the shaft, she sucked. She reached in her husband's pants and pulled out his balls. She had to watch her movements or her head would hit the steering wheel if she wasn't careful.

Gary kept his eyes focused on the highway. Now, and then he would glance down to watch Melinda's mouth moving over his slippery shaft.

"Come on, cock sucker," he told her, "suck me good. Yes, sweetheart now you're sucking. Suck my sweet dick."

Gary was enjoying driving more than ever before. Combining driving down the highway with a cock suck was entertaining. He had to watch himself as he liked to step on the pedal when she would get hotter in her mouth work. He had to remember to take it easy.

"Oh, suck me, baby," he begged her. "Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Suck my cock. Come on, sweetheart, suck my prick."

The pleasure of having her warm mouth loving and licking at his penis head made him realize he had brought Melinda a long way. Vividly he could recall the times that she refused to go down on him. That was all over. She was begging for it.

"Lick my dick," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Come on, sweetheart, lick my joy stick."

She was only too happy to give him everything he wanted and then some.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how good that feels to me. Come on, sweetheart, suck suck that cock."

She was giving him all the excitement that he could stand.

"That's the way, I like it," he told her, "suck my prick. Come on, sweetheart, suck my cock. Suck it all out of me."

The excitement that, she felt now persisted with renewed vigor.

"Eat it, baby," he told her. "Suck my dick. Suck it. Suck my cock off, sweetheart."

The hot cream surged. He knew it wouldn't be much longer until his balls exploded.

"Eat me, baby," he begged frantically, "eat my prick. That's the way to do it. Come on, cock sucker, eat my juicy joy stick."

In a blinding flash of sperm explosion, the hot white cream shot into her mouth.

"Suck it all," he panted, "suck it, sweetheart, suck."

Realizing he'd better pull off the highway because be was paying little or no attention to his driving. Gary pulled off on a dirt road. He drove to the bushes so they could be completely private. Then he pushed back the seat all the way and let her go to the base of his cock.

"Keep sucking sweetheart," he told her, "there's more juice where that came from."

Melinda went on sucking. She kept her fingers gently playing with his testicles. She was determined to give him a very good time.

"Eat it," he commanded, "that's the way to do it sweetheart, eat my dick. Suck every drop of it. Get it, baby."

She was eating him all right. Enjoying it immensely.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's the way you suck cock. Keep it up. Suck it sweetheart, suck it off. Suck that cock."

He was pleased that he was able to enjoy it this much.

"Keep it up, baby," he told her, "drain every drop of it. Oh, honey, don't you love that sweet sperm shooting down your throat?"

She nodded.

Melinda didn't take her mouth off Gary's cock. For she wanted to draw every drop of his thick load from his hard rod.

When she had finished sucking him, she slid off silently. Looking up at him she whispered, "I love you, Gary. I want your tongue in me. Oh, baby, let's get to that mountain cabin real quick. I want you to eat my pussy like you've never eaten it before."

"I will, sweetheart," he promised her. "I'll give you sex right out of the book."

Gary still didn't make a move to put his now limp cock back in his pants as he looked into her eyes.

"What book do you mean?"

"The book I've been reading on sex acts," he explained. "It tells about all kinds of bizarre methods of screwing. It's wild."

"I don't know whether I'd like it or not," she told him flatly.

"You'd love it," he insisted.

Finally he fucked his cock back in his shorts and zipped up his fly. Pressing the lever so the seat would go closer to the steering wheel, he started up the car. She wrapped her arm around him and rested on his shoulder as he drove up further in the mountains.

Finally he stopped at a shopping center.

"Why are we stopping here?"

"We've got to get some things for us to eat, sweetheart," he told her. "I don't like to eat out all the time. The place has a refrigerator and a kitchen, the works."

"That's wonderful," she told him.

However, when he began buying certain things in the market she couldn't figure it out.

"Why are you buying that whipped cream?" she questioned him.

"Don't ask questions," Gary smiled. "You'll find out soon enough."

"Those ridiculous maraschino cherries," she giggled, "now why do you want those?"

"For the same reason that I bought the whipped cream and the chocolate syrup and the banana," he laughed eagerly.

"You're a mysterious man," she told him. "You really are."

Gary laughed.

"I have my own ideas about fucking," he told her candidly, "and you're gonna enjoy them, sweetheart. Just relax. Will you do that for me?"

"I'll try to," she ageed.

It wasn't going to be easy he knew. But he was determined he was going to have his wife strip for him and give him sexual entertainment with her body such as she never dreamed possible.

"Honey," she smiled at him when they'd finished putting the food away, "how about some sex now? I'd really love some action."

"Funny, but I was just gonna ask you the same thing," he laughed.

"You're beautiful, baby," she told him, "you really are."

Melinda began stripping. Gary felt his cock quiver in his shorts.

"Do I turn you on?" she asked her husband point blank.

"You bet your ass you do," he assured her honestly.

"Mentioning ass," she smiled, "do you rate me as a good ass fuck?"

"Right at the top of the list," he grinned at Melinda.

Gary fixed himself a drink.

"Would you like a drink, baby doll?" he smiled at her.

"I might," she admitted. "It sort of breaks the tension."

"What are you tense about?" he smiled.

"I am afraid of you," she admitted candidly.

"You know I'd never hurt you," he smiled. "I'll admit I like to fuck you in weirdo ways. But sweetheart, I just want to have a good time. I'm not one of those damn sadists."

"I hope not, honey," she told him, "I certainly hope not."

When she took off every stitch of clothing; she insisted her husband undress, too.

"All right," he agreed. "Why don't you pull my shorts down for me? Pull out the banana and play with it."

Wasting no time Melinda walked over to Gary.

First she tugged at the elastic waistband of his shorts. Next she reached in and felt of his cock. She massaged it until it was rigid.

"Oh, what a nice prick."

She pulled down Gary's shorts and then he suggested something.

"Why don't you lie there on the floor," he asked her, "and look up at me? The view from down there is fabulous."