Stanley Redman - Mark_s wandering wife vol. II

By God, he thought, if ever he had this twenty-four year old gorgeous witch in his power, it was right at that moment. She was completely unbridled, and growing wilder with each passing moment as she strove toward climax. It occurred to him then that he didn't intend for that to happen to her right away, or else his domination might come to an abrupt end. He withdrew his long probing tongue and licked upward through the snug, yet opened, wet slit, flicking its tip as it went, circling the quivering distended clitoris, then, engulfing all with his lips, sucking, drawing the warm soft folds deep into the hot cavern of his mouth, while his tongue maintained its maddening licking against the straining plexus of her womanhood.

"Oh, my God… Darling…! You're beautiful… wonderful! I love you!" she gasped. "Ohhhhh… suck it… lick it! Don't stop… don't ever stop!"

Mark grinned inwardly to himself, raising his eyes to lock on her ecstatically contorted face, her head still flailing slowly at a set rhythmic pace as her fingers clutched tighter into his hair and she tried to direct his hungrily sucking mouth to the small elastic opening of her hungrily clenching vagina. His hands moved upward over the white flatness of her belly to the full round firmness of her quivering breasts, cupping harshly into their fleshy softness, his fingers rolling the hardened nipples between them furiously, treating them almost cruelly, the way, he knew, she preferred.

Suddenly, Dianne felt him lifting her legs and folding them back until her knees touched her tingling breasts; his hands pressed at the backs of her knees, raising her wide-spread, completely exposed genitals to his wild tongue and sucking mouth, and it was then that she felt the hot, wet contact of his tongue with her tight, puckered anus, laving and probing at the sensitive, rubbery little opening to send maddening sensations of rapture coursing through her trembling, lust-filled body. She couldn't remember when she'd enjoyed such irresistible erotic pleasure. God, she'd almost forgotten how good he could be. Again, his tongue shot into the vaginal hole of her seething cunt and she cried out with bliss.

"Oooohhhhhhh! Yes… yesss… Damn, oh damn! Turn around! I want your cock, Darling! I want to taste it! Hurry!"

He did, hardly losing contact with his mouth at the wet palpitating split in her crotch while greedily, Dianne curled around his swollen prick jutting down between his legs, raised her head and with her ovaled month wide, encircled it hungrily with warm lips, trying to capture its entire length in her anxiously salivating mouth.

In her stimulated desire she sucked it so deeply into the hot, saliva filled cavern that it nearly choked her, but she twisted her head enough to catch her breath then began feverishly running her tongue up and down the soft underside, feeling it throb and pulse to her touch and tasting the pungent tang of the seeping lubricating fluid oozing from the split in its tip. She cupped his balls affectionately in the soft palms of her small hands while tiny explosions of lust burst insanely in her brain, and he moved up and down, in and out of her face in cadence to his lashing, probing tongue in her searing cunt below.

Her husband, the thirty-four year old Senator oh, what a splendid, beautiful cock he had… what a shallow man… she hated him… she loved him… these thoughts raced crazily, wildly through her mind as she sucked with fury at his hard rod of flesh embedded deeply in her throat, while he slaved with wet sucking sounds at her naked loin, his hands beneath and clutching the soft rounded cheeks of her buttocks as he burrowed his tongue deeper and deeper into her wet and salaciously quivering pussy.

It occurred to her then, that she was losing all control, that she was acting like a subjugated woman, becoming completely overpowered by his masculine dominance. And that, she couldn't let happen… never, never again! God, he had even made her beg! The bastard! The beautiful, stupid bastard! She despised him! She owned the secret that controlled his cursed soul… She owned him! He would grovel in slime and filth if she so ordered! He was her puppet and she pulled the strings! He'd follow her plans to the letter because he dared not do otherwise! They'd compromise the judge through his luscious, precious niece… and in the bargain she'd have her Phillip… all in one fell swoop…! Oh God! Her cunt was afire with the licking flames of lust and passion consuming her! Suddenly, she felt his finger working at the tiny puckered ring of her anus. Her breath quickened excitedly and she forgot everything as abruptly, he pushed into it with a quick, slippery movement and she felt his long, thick finger sliding right up inside her rectum to the very palm of his big extended hand.

"Agggghhhh," she grunted around his expanding prick in her mouth, her lips and tongue stopping their gentle caressing, his sudden invasion of her anal passage causing her climax to rage toward its pinnacle. She felt his mouth glued to the round elasticized vaginal opening of her cunt, his deep thrusting tongue swirling and lashing the sensitive walls in rhythm to his pummeling finger in her rectum, and she began to nurse and suck the hot thickness of his cock with all her strength, her cheeks hollowing and swelling obscenely, while her belly rose and fell frantically as she pulled at him.

Oh, God, he had to cum… He had to, she thought desperately, her lips clasped tightly around the throbbing, blood-filled head of his prick, and simultaneously, deep inside her, the violent spasms of ecstasy began; she squeezed at his swinging testicles, then raked her nails beneath them as she strained to hurry her own rising orgasm.

Then all of a sudden she felt his loins jerk, the massive head of his cock swelling in her voraciously sucking mouth… and then it came! It shot into the back of her throat in wild spurts of teeming, creamy liquid… gush after gush of the hot, sweet, acid tasting fluid, joined by the convulsive tremors of her own hips as her climax erupted in a blinding explosion of erotic bliss. Again, and again, he spewed his hot jets of cum deep into her throat, and she groaned as she continued sucking hungrily, her Adam's apple bobbing licentiously while she swallowed and swallowed the flood of boiling semen squirting into the warm moistness of her mouth.

Her lips still clasping tightly around it, she swirled her tongue in a clockwise manner about the throbbing head, wanting to suck him dry, even hurt him now as punishment for her own submission to him, and suddenly she squeezed his balls with an excessive pressure that caused him to leap off of her, his finger popping out of her rectum with a loud, hissing noise.

"Christ!" he blurted, rolling off the bed and holding onto his testicles as he doubled over, his rapidly deflating penis still dripping tiny thin strands of his seminal fluid.

Dianne laughed outright, and she swiped out with her tongue to lick at a string of the white viscous sperm that had dribbled from the corner of her mouth.

"Something wrong, Darling?" she taunted, smiling and rolling toward him, her eyes wide and filled with amusement.

Mark Coleman straightened slowly, anger and pain twisting his handsome face. He stared at her with embittered eyes, the nauseating agony still lingering in his groin.

"You… you are a bitch," he spat at her.

"Why, Darling… is that any way to talk to your devoted wife?" she teased. "And after the wonderful time we just had together…? You know, Senator, sometimes I get the feeling that you don't love me anymore. Could that be possible?"

Mark ignored her. Instead, he walked to her small bar and poured himself a straight bourbon. He stared at it for a few moments before downing it. It was about all that was left for him… booze. He poured a second and raised it to his lips as Dianne swung off the bed, finished her own drink and approached him. He watched the jounce to her full naked breasts as she strolled casually toward him, her glass extended in her hand. He took it, replenished the ice and spilled raw scotch over it.