John Clayton - Practice does it

When Kay withdrew her face to breathe, he spun off her body, turned himself around on the bed, lay flat on top of her and smothered her face in wet kisses. He ran his tongue throughout her mouth and clasped his arms around her delicate body, rolled backward and forward on the bed, entangling their legs in abandoned frenzy.

Their kisses were a confused give and take. Their bodies seemed to melt into one unit.

Davey felt the hardness of her nipples against his flesh. He slid down her body so his mouth could suck on her tempting flesh. He ran his tongue around her aureole, sucked it into his mouth and gummed it gently. Her sighs and moanings were a symphony of pleasure.

He moved his leg back and forth to rub his cock against her leg. It felt good rolling against her flesh. After he'd buried his face between her pink breasts and had blown air against her chest he examined it thoroughly with the tip of his tongue. Her tightening abdominal muscles drew him farther down to her cunt and he ran through thousands of silky hairs with his hungry tongue.

Davey nipped every now and then with his lips, then he concentrated on putting his mouth against her cunt, trying to match its shape with his lips and fucking it with them. When he had his lips in as deeply as they would go, he stuck his tongue out. He hit it!

There at the top of her cunt was that little hard knob. Lovingly, he rubbed his upper lip against it, holding her tightly to his face by placing his large strong hands on her, soft hips. He forced his face into her pussy, moved in and out with his lips, lapping on her inner flesh with his tongue. Each thrust was rubbing her clit a little harder. It was sturdy to bend and snap back. He got a rhythm going with his action and kept it up.

"Oh, Davey, oh darling, darling!"

Kay's eyes had popped open when he first made contact with her clitoris. It was sobering to her, but only for half a second. She'd never known this feeling. It was something new she'd never learned. She was proud and glad Davey knew more than she did.

Unconsciously, she began gyrating her hips and opening her legs farther to accommodate his strong jaw and forceful lips. What he was rubbing against her was beyond her guessing. She didn't have time to think about it, it was so good! Davey was pulling on her clit, stretching it.

"Oh. Oh. OH! Yes."

Davey's nose was holding her cunt-lips apart so he could get even more of his mouth into her cunt and work her clit more aggressively. His face was awash with the secretions of her inner flanges. It was exciting him to have them flow over his lips and right into his mouth. He sucked more. He pushed more. Kay was moaning uncontrollably. He was making red marks with his fingers on her ass, yet he wouldn't bring his face out. He wanted to suffocate in her pussy.

Kay squeezed one breast and rubbed his head with her other hand. Her head tossed from side to side. She had no sensations but the ones he was producing by eating her cunt. She wondered if he was ever going to get around to fucking her.

Davey had circled around her leg and found himself hugging it. He was so excited by her thigh he drew his face out of her dripping cunt. He planted slobbery kisses all over her sensitive inner thigh with its few dark hairs. The top of his head was up to her cunt and the strange texture of a man's hair rubbing against it felt good to her, especially in her excited condition. She was so on fire with passion she was barely able to breathe.

Kay pulled her leg up and he released the bear hug he had on it. She tossed back her long hair and thrust her face down on his crotch, searching with her eyes closed for the end of his long cock so she could wash it in her mouth.

Her mouth slid over the swollen head of his manhood and moved slowly till she had it securely in her mouth. She breathed through her nose till she felt confident enough to let more of his cock slip into her warm mouth. Her lips slid slowly on its shaft as he propped himself up on his elbows to watch his new wife suck his cock.

She was lying on her stomach and her trim hips stuck up and out below her long hair and narrow waist. Kay managed to slide down half the length of his straight prick. The head filled the back of her throat and she thought she'd gone as far as she physically could. Yet she wanted to do more for him. She determined to take more of it.

"Oh, baby, do me!"

His sudden groan of pleasure made her realize how much of his inflamed cock had slid down her throat. He was twisting in ecstasy. Both his hands were on her arms, holding her head in his crotch, his body and legs were encircling her as he curled around her. Deep, soft, long groans were emanating from him. His cock was so long and so fat that she was unable to breathe through her mouth, he was cutting off her breath. This caused her throat to flex and the muscle action squeezed his deep thrusted cock.

Davey had never felt such a thing before. She did it again.

"Oh!"

Davey jerked his hips in a fucking motion and shoved his cock even deeper into her throat. Kay forced her mouth not to yield as she held his cock prisoner. He shifted his weight so she was on her back and he was lying down, his hips arching above her stuffed mouth. Then he fucked! He jammed, jammed and rejammed his big prick into her throat. She couldn't make a sound. All her body could do was take his fat organ.

Davey was losing control but fucking hard. He kept trying to push even farther into her mouth. He knew he couldn't withdraw and get back in so far, so he held his penis in as far as he had it and only tried to move it in a circle like a mortar in a pestle.

Kay was out of air and had to withdraw. She forcefully drew her head down and slid off the bottom of the bed. She breathed dramatically and noisily. She was sitting on the floor with her back against the side of the bed, her head resting on the edge of the mattress. Davey turned around on the bed quickly and had his face hanging over the edge, planting kisses on her abused throat, soothing it and letting her know that they'd do that again.

The newlyweds lay breathing heavily for a few moments before he slid his hand down and encircled her breast. It was still hard from the excitement he'd generated in her glands. He toyed with her nipple. She sighed. Davey brought his other hand down and ran his fingers over her other creamy white breast. He cupped them both in his strong hands. He bounced them a little, playfully. His thumbs and index fingers rolled her swollen nipples between them. His mouth began to search for hers in a languid slow exploration. Kay's temperature was climbing.

Davey ran his tongue between her lips and gums slowly because they were moving into a new territory. She was starting to turn to face him when he got off the bed and stood in front of her. His cock had softened a little and hung limply from his torso. It looked even longer soft because it didn't stand straight out but hung down. It also looked wider at the head than she expected.

"Mrs. Randal, get up on the bed."

"Yes, Mr. Randal."

Kay obeyed in total trust. She slid her hips up and onto the bed, sitting on the edge. Before she could move any farther, Davey dropped to his knees and pushed her legs up and apart. His tongue was out and he was licking away at her cunt in an easy manner.

His tongue traced little circles around and through her pubic hairs. It traced the lines of her lips and went into them a little. He crawled closer. Her body went flat on her back and her legs arched higher. Davey sat staring at her pink cunt with the dark hair and ran his tongue around his lips before he planted them on her warm pussy.

Kay was amazed that he was doing all the things which excited her. Was it possible, she wondered, that they excited her simply because it was her husband who was doing them?