George Perry - The willing wife

Her voice took the edge off his urgency and gave him the confidence that was missing before. In the darkness he could make out her kneeling form and he reached over to squeeze her hand.

"I've been so selfish," she said softly, "doing what I wanted and not even giving you a chance to do what you want to do. Now tell me what you'd like to do."

"Just touch you," he mumbled.

"My tits?" she asked, lifting his hand to the task. "Or maybe my ass?" Then she pushed his hand down her side and placed it on her asscheek. "Or my legs?" Again she quickly moved his hand to a point between her legs, a few inches above her knees.

The touch made his head swim. It didn't occur to him that she was only teasing him with those quick touches. "Everything," he groaned in agony.

"Okay," she chirped, but added in the same breath, "but on one condition. Whatever you touch, you have to kiss. How's that sound?"

"Sounds okay to me."

"Since I've already touched your balls and asshole," she said, "I'll begin by going back and kissing them. And I'll expect you to kiss me the same way."

He moaned as her hot breath came down between his legs. She was actually kissing his nuts! Then her tongue was going down, and she was licking his asshole!

Jan slithered her tongue around the sensitive opening, making sure he got the picture of what she expected from him when it was her turn. She hooked her elbows under his knees and forced them wide apart, exposing the target even better, then darted her tongue into the hot little opening. He gave out a moan of agony. But she didn't stop. Her tongue snaked deep into his squeezing shit chute and whipped around the tight passage, then slowly slithered out.

"Your turn!" she gasped, collapsing beside him on the bed.

His mouth quickly covered her quivering nipple, sucking it in as he hand-fed more of the firm flesh into his hungry mouth. It was all he dreamed it would be and more. His mouth swept across her chest to sample the matching globe of flesh on the other side, while his hand massaged away the spit from the first.

Not wanting to disappoint her in any way, he slithered his tongue down her stomach, circled her navel, then jumped that unknown area to the spot on her leg he had touched.

"Err… you'll have to roll over," he gulped, "so I can kiss your cheek… I touched that too."

Jan accommodated his meek command, sensing that he was getting down to business. He gingerly pressed his puckered lips to the soft, white flesh of her asscheeks. Then he cautiously licked the spot on her left cheek that his hand had touched.

"Mmmmmm," she purred, "my asshole is itching to have you poke a finger in it."

"Oh… well," he gulped. "I'd sure like to do that… but I don't know if I could kiss it."

"Afraid?" she taunted. "You might find it tastes better than my tits."

He plunged his hand into the deep crevice, sought the hidden opening and drove his index finger in to the hilt. Jan wiggled and squeezed his finger with the strong muscles there, thrilled by the thought of the sensations she knew she was giving him. He left the finger embedded in the sucking tunnel until he could summon up the courage to lower his mouth to the spot. Minutes passed as he wiggled and twisted the digit, then suddenly popped it out and covered the spot with his open mouth.

"Aauuuunnngggghh…" she groaned when his tongue snaked into the small hot opening. His warm breath and wet tongue gave her twinges of an oncoming orgasm. "You take my breath away… and it feels sooo good."

Higher and higher his snaking tongue drove, wanting more than anything else to please his playmate. And Jan responded with a frenzy of wild gyrations of her hips, making it almost impossible for the horny eighteen-year-old boy to keep his tongue seated.

"More… more!" she cried. "It'll only take a minute… whatever you do don't take your tongue out."

Quite by accident, to gain his balance, he placed his hand between her legs and she snatched it up immediately, forcing his fist into the moist hairs of her panting cunt. She held his clenched fist there as he continued to snake his tongue into the tight tunnel that grabbed and sucked for more.

"Yeah… yeah… YEAH!" she cried. "I'm coming, Jeff! Screw that tongue deeper… and deeper… OH! Hold it there… 'til… I force it out… Mmmmmmmmmmmm…"

The strong muscles of her rectum squeezed his tongue out, but she kept his fist locked between her legs until the last juices of her orgasm flushed out onto it. Then she sighed with relief, released his hand and rolled, over on her side.

"Did you get everything you wanted?" she asked.

"Yeah! It was great!"

"I think you forgot something," she said, lifting herself to a sitting position.

"What?"

"Your cock is still loaded. And we don't want to leave it without some reward now, do we?"

With that she placed her hand on his shoulder, signaling him to lie down, and quickly moved between his legs. One sweep of her hand from the base of his standing cock to the head of it told her he was ready. She swooped down and captured the rubbery knob in her hot mouth and began sucking feverishly, first sucking the full length of it into the depths of her throat, then sliding it out so just the very tip was in. She managed to bring him to the peak of excitement quickly. But Jeff was so taken by surprise that it was difficult for him to sort out the sensations and realize he was about to reach a climax.

Then she felt the flrst spray of cum on the back of her throat and started to gag. Instinctively the boy grabbed her head and pulled her down on him, forcing his thick meat deeper into her throat. She swallowed furiously. Her tongue was involuntarily pumping the squirting hose, bringing forth more and more of his creamy cum.

"Oh, man!" he screamed, throwing his legs up in the air and pulling her tighter against his groin. "It feels so fuckin' good!"

Jan gulped, swallowed, gasped and tried to get air into her lungs. His juice trickled from the corners of her mouth and she suddenly realized that somewhere in the last few moments the boy had turned into a man and was taking his own rewards. She was helpless with his strong legs wrapped around her neck and his hands pulling her down, down, down.

"Wow!" he yelled, releasing her head just as she thought she was going to pass out.

"Mmmmmm…" she moaned, then laughed and swallowed all of his cum. "How was that?"

"Fannntastic! I really mean it! It was Fannntastic!"

Jan slumped to the bed, still breathing deeply. "Be a good boy, Jeff," she sighed. "Slip into my bedroom and get my cigarettes. They're in the drawer of the night table on the right side of the bed."

She giggled like a teenage girl at the sound of him stumbling in the darkness. She twisted her body to reach the lamp on the nearby table.

Jeff returned with her cigarettes, came to a sudden halt in the doorway and gaped at her naked body. He couldn't hide the delight he experienced at the sight of her. Even the exhausted, limp noodle between his legs thumped with pleasure. His eyes widened and he stared at the triangular clump of hair between her legs. The spot his fist had recently pressed against. He approached the bed and awkwardly reached out to hand her the cigarettes, then climbed in bed beside her.

Jan propped herself up on the pillow to light the cigarette and eyed the lean, masculine form beside her. He was on his back, staring at the ceiling, with his hands folded under his head. But one flexing muscle told her he wasn't casually relaxing and thinking of faraway places.

Jeff moved his left arm down to his side, between them, wondering if he dare touch her again. Jan noticed his fingers tapping nervously on the bed between them and suspected he was trying to get up the courage to touch her. She was delighted to see the rising cock between his legs.