Peter Ryan - Sex clinic wife

Instead, her lips fell limply open and her head pressed forward of its own volition without his having to pull her to him. The movement caught him by surprise and then he watched with unbelieving delight as the tight rounded oval of her mouth enclosed the tightly stretched skin of his pulsating prick.

She started to use her tongue, slowly at first, and he could feel it moving in circles around him, causing his hardened cock to jerk in tiny spasms inside her mouth. Her lips were soft and warm and enclosed him in a tight, clasping elastic ring of flesh. He could feel them with pained intensity moving down his cock and taking as much of him as she could in her mouth – surrounding him with the hot moist warmth of her saliva and the tender inner flesh of her tongue. He pressed his hands on either side of her hollowing cheeks and pressed inward with his fingers.

She began to suck at the huge swollen shaft in her mouth with a moist nibbling pressure and her tongue curled around him as though she had done this a thousand times before – though this was in reality the first time she had ever held a man this way. She could faintly hear him groaning above her and she felt the insistent pressure of his hands against her cheeks. Again and again she sucked at him with all of her strength as if she were trying to draw him further and deeper into the fiery hunger of her mouth.

Again and again, he drove into the eager, hungry heat beneath him. He wanted her to make him cum and he wanted to make her swallow it so that she would know even in her own mind that it was she and not he that had made this happen. He could imagine her horror when he showed her who was boss; that it was her own lust coming to the fore. He flexed his hips in and out at the ova led hole formed by her lips and rotted his buttocks on her soft, yielding breasts as though he were attempting to flatten them down into her chest. He watched wild eyed from above as his thick, glistening flesh disappeared into her clasping tips like it was another hungry, nibbling cunt. He could feel all of himself, every nerve he possessed, pulsating and throbbing between her lips and into the moist cavity and warmth of her saliva-filled mouth.

He felt the tingling deep in his loins, watching the swelling and hollowing of her cheeks… feeling her licking him as she sucked, biting gently from time to time. Now, her eyes were seeing him, holding his, matching his look of furious passion with her own. He held her face tighter with his hands, guiding it feeling the rhythmic movements deep inside her mouth. As he pressed inward he could feel his solidity in her mouth.

"Suck harder," he ordered throatily.

He felt her answering response – a greater pressure, a tighter embrace from the warmth of her lips. He felt his culmination growing into a burning fire in his loins – the pain almost driving him to climax.

He began to rock again slowly, flexing his loins forward as she sucked. She had released his prick from her hands and reached behind him and stroked his buttocks, running them teasingly across the soft sensitive skin. She was breathing heavily, passionately, through her flared nostrils… and he could feel her hips moving again under him.

Her hands couldn't stay still on him and he felt them suddenly drawing lines of loin-convulsing sensation across and around his balls as they hung down across her breasts. He gasped aloud at the new attack and shoved so hard that for a moment she fought for breath and nearly choked before reorienting her embrace.

He gasped again, tensing his loins. He could feel himself starting to cum… slowly at first in a sort of smoldering ember. She began to tick and suck with great urgency and a hot, clamping urgency spread rampantly through his body. He flexed his loins harder, holding her face tightly.

Inside him the ember burst into flame and roared from the pit of its sensation… louder and more furious… he looked deeper into her eyes, owning her, subduing her beneath him, wracked with passion. The fire raced all trough him, quivered in his penis, trembling and threatening to overflow.

The passion in his body neared sudden, violent explosion. His loins grew hotter, and he was sweating between his legs, but still she sucked… burying her face between his thighs until he knew it was the end. The pressure built in his balls as they slapped against her chin white she drew him into her wildly sucking mouth even deeper – her passion and ecstasy beyond control – and the delicious pain in him became excruciatingly unbearable. His cock seemed to inflate and lengthen beyond anything it had ever been before.

And then, suddenly, there was a jerk in his loins and nothing in the world could have stopped the liquid white flow that was rushing like a water fall up from his aching balls and out the tip of his spasmodically jerking penis. He gripped her head tightly between his hands and shoved his cock deep into her throat. She groaned beneath him as the first needle-thin spurt of hot, fiery liquid flooded into the back of her mouth, filling the warm moist cavity, bloating and expanding her cheeks until they almost burst. Her throat worked gluttonously, swallowing and spluttering to keep from choking on the white flood of semen as he emptied his baits relentlessly into the depths of her throat.

The unknown lover's body quivered above her as he felt the last of his masculinity drain from his rapidly deflating penis. He was momentarily exhausted and had to brace himself with his hands tangled in her blonde hair to keep from failing to the sand. He started to lift himself from her but to his amazement she would not let his deflated organ from her tips. She continued to suck gently, undulating her buttocks behind him and rubbing her legs together hungrily. He watched with disbelief the tiny trails of viscous white semen trickling down from the corners of her mouth to her chin below. He had never in his life felt anything like what had just happened to him… it seemed that he had been completely drained of all the strength and desire that he had ever possessed.

But after a while she felt his felt his penis begin to thicken again in the soft, now-slippery warmth of her mouth. She licked it and bit it gently… taking pleasure and delight in her power to bring it to life again after its cataclysmic collapse.

Then, when it had grown to its full size again, she felt the surge of desire and want growing again in her loins. She continued to nibble for a moment longer, curling her slippery tongue around and around him until she was certain that his swollen penis had restored itself to its full length and power… she'd never known anything like this before… such overpowering hunger and desire. She let her head fall back onto the sand and his rejuvenated and throbbing organ slipped wetly from her mouth, trailing with it a thin string of semen from her glistening lips.

Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him through smoky, desire-ridden pupils for a silent moment, and then pleaded in a desperate whisper, "Fuck me… Please!"

She reached for him, biting his lips and his neck. She was like an uncontrollable, fighting tigress.

He began to caress her then, to tantalize her, and her mind whirled with disbelief at the delicious pleasure she'd discovered with him. It taunted her, bringing her to a savage pitch of excitement… a thunderous, growing passion that seemed to be lying in wait… waiting to explode with frightening fury.

Her thighs slipped and dug beneath him, trying to get him to mount her, and her arms pulled his face to her – his chest pressed tight against her breasts straining upward-digging into him with stiffened, erected nipples.

"Now, now," she murmured huskily. "Do it to me now!"

Her unknown lover hesitated, caressing her with his hands only until she was groaning wildly is ecstasy.