Norma Egan - Boy hungry wife

"Ummmm," Ginger murmured, "this is fun."

But licking wasn't enough. She wanted to do a lot more than that. Hoping Tom would approve, but too eager to wait for permission, she nosed down through his clean brown bush and applied her pretty pink tongue to his flaccid nut sacs, eagerly lapping, making them flop and bounce.

"Awww, Christ, yes!" Tom gasped. "Yes, lick my balls, honey. I really like that."

He lay back and watched in amazement as his "frigid" wife licked and lashed and tasted his balls like a real pro. Her slick hot tongue seemed to be all over at once, bathing his sensitive balls in fiery saliva, tickling into every fold and crease, giving him hot bunts of pleasure. He thought again what a fool he'd been not to ask her to go down on him before. But, then, he'd thought she'd be shocked and angry.

But far from that, Ginger was drooling all over his rosy soft nuts, licking and tonguing them furiously. Her flaming-red head dipped even lower, and he felt his nuts being sucked right into her boiling-hot wet mouth, both of them at once. The pleasure was dizzying.

"Awwwww!" Tom yelped. "Yeah, oh, yeah, baby, suck my balls. Man, that's great."

Ginger was glad he'd approved of her little surprise. It seemed a kind of crazy thing to do, sucking his balls right into her mouth, but the impulse was so strong, she had to obey. She mouthed the fat warm sacs, sucked them gently but steadily, stroking them with her tongue. Tom seemed to love it, moaning and sighing as she sucked.

"Oh, Jesus," he whined, "that's fantastic."

She thought maybe he was just saying that to make her feel good, but then she felt his spit-drenched balls slowly swelling up in her mouth, growing fat and taut, a reaction he couldn't fake. Soon the throbbing globes were too big to hold in her mouth, and she reluctantly released them. She dived instead for his cock.

"Ahhhhhh!" Tom gasped.

His beautiful red-haired wife had never sucked his cock before, hardly even touched it, so hewn taken by surprise when Ginger suddenly seized the soft head of his prick between her lips mid hungrily sucked the whole thing into her hot slick mouth. His dick seemed to shoot into blazing heat and soothing wetness, all the way to his swollen gleaming balls.

"Ummmm," Ginger said, her mouth stuffed with his soft throbbing meat.

It was a moment she'd dreamed of, being allowed to take her husband's handsome clean cock into her mouth, and she couldn't control her horny urge to suck like crazy. She loved the light salty taste of his prick. She drooled uncontrollably all around the soft meat and gurgled greedily as she sucked.

"Oh, Christ," Tom moaned, "that's great. Baby, I didn't know you could do that. I love it."

If only he'd had the nerve to ask her years ago to give him a blow job. All this time his modest obedient wife had been secretly dying to suck his cock, but he'd been too blind, to see it Ginger obviously wasn't faking her excitement. As her red head bounced up and down over his lap, he could feel her pooling saliva, see her lovely body flushing pink all over with arousal.

"Ummmmmm," Ginger moaned.

She got very excited when she felt Tom's cock starting to grow in her mouth. Hot cream spurted from her cunt as his little wrinkled prick suddenly twitched and lurched on her tongue, then grew long and thick and stiff. The big bulb-like head went right into her throat, but she took it eagerly, and as his cock started juicing, she greedily tasted and swallowed each drop.

"Oh, Jesus, baby, that's good," Tom gasped.

He could hardly believe it was his modest quiet wife who was taking his erect prick right down her throat, sucking his fat long cock in till his swollen balls rubbed her chin. She was every bit as good a cocksucker as Stacy and June, even better. Her boiling mouth and powerful sucking action threatened to bring him off.

"Ginger, you better quit," he panted. "I'm gonna come."

Ginger wouldn't have minded a blasting mouthful of his delicious come, but she wanted to save that beautiful hard-on for something even better, so she let his stiff gleaming cock out of her mouth, leaving it to point lewdly at the ceiling. She tongued and tickled even lower in his crotch till the pink wet tip of her tongue was running his tight asshole.

"Ginger, baby," Tom gasped, "you don't have to do that. You – AWWWWW!"

He felt her burning-hot slippery little tongue creeping right up his asshole. It felt so fantastically good, he almost shot his load. She thrust her greedy wet tongue clear to the root in his seething bumhole, tickled around, teased him, and then withdrew, grinning.

"Jesus, woman," Tom panted, "you almost brought me off. You know, honey, I always wanted you to go down on me, but I was afraid to ask."

"I was afraid to mention it, too," Ginger sighed. "We've got a lot of lout time to make up for, Tom – but it's going to be a lot of fun."

"You better believe it," Tom laughed. "Now it's my turn to do something for you, and I bet I don't even have to ask what you want. Let's see if this is it."

He eased her onto her back and drew her long shapely legs wide apart. Ginger trembled with anticipation, knowing he'd guessed what she wanted most of all. She'd waited three long years for this moment, for that delicious time when Tom would thrust his face right into her red-hot eager pussy and use his tongue on her most sensitive pans.

His thick brown hair met her copper-colored muff, and then she felt his scalding tongue snaking out to tickle the hot little bump of her clit. He did it just like she'd hoped, lashing and rimming and tonguing fast and hard. The pleasure was dizzying, and she couldn't control the burst of hot cream that gushed from her twat and soaked his face. Then his wet tickling tongue seemed to be all over her excited pussy, licking and lapping everywhere.

"Oooooooo, Tom, YES!" she wailed. "Yes, I love it! This is what I've always wanted you to do, darling. Oh, God, yes, eat my pussy!"

So it was that simple. If he'd just bothered to go down on her before they balled, he could have had the wild woman of his dreams. Tom proceeded to make up for lost time, eagerly tonguing her little red clit, her fat pink pussylips, and the gushing little mouth of her box. Ginger reacted just like he'd hoped, screaming with delight, clawing the bed, and juicing helplessly all over his face.

Then he remembered the wicked wonderful thing she'd done to him, and he wriggled his slick long tongue right up her tight pungent little asshole. Ginger shrieked and rose up in the air, crashing down again with a hoarse moan of delight. She kept moaning as he worked his tongue clear to the root in her clinging hot brownie.

"Oh, oh," Ginger wailed. "Lick my ass, yes, yessss!"

This was the Ginger of his fantasies, a completely wanton, lusty woman who writhed and moaned and creamed helplessly, who let him know in blunt words how much she liked what he was doing to her. And Tom was the lover Ginger had always wanted him to be, teasing and arousing her with a whole bag of kinky fucks till she was wild to fuck him.

"Oh, darling," she gasped, "that's enough. It's wonderful, but it's enough. I just have to have your cock in me – now!"

Tom emerged from her steamy little crotch grinning, wiping her sticky cream from his face. He easily flipped her over onto her hands and knees and urged her cute little round butt into the air. Kneeling behind her, he wedged the thick purple head of his cock into her tiny wet cunt mouth. As he pushed into her, Ginger wailed with pleasure.

"Oooooo, fuck me, yes, YES!" she shrieked.

"You bet I will, baby," Tom said gleefully. "You were telling me I never balled you long enough. Well, this time you won't walk for a week. You better settle in for a long, long session, woman."

"Great," Ginger sighed.