Norma Egan - Cheating Spouses

She took her time, lapping and lashing every inch of his eight-inch column, before moving to the most sensitive part, the huge swollen purple head. As her slick tongue tickled onto the engorged knob, John gasped and moaned. Carol felt a hot rush of saliva as she tasted his juice for the very first time. She adored the flavor and eagerly went for more.

She swished her juicy little tongue around and around the hot hard head of his prick, lapping up all the oozing juice, swallowing it with a greedy gurgle. She saved the best part for last, wriggling her pointed tongue-tip into the creaming slit-mouth of his cock, reaming out his cream as fast as it appeared. John began to shiver.

“Oh, Christ, Carol… that feels terrific!” he moaned. “You sure you don’t mind doing that?”

“I love it,” she said huskily. “I love the taste of your juice. I want more!”

She popped the fat purple head of his cock into her mouth, gave it a strong suck, and took in half his big long dick. John gasped and moaned hoarsely. She began to suck ravenously on his cock, her blonde head bouncing furiously. More and more tasty hot cock-juice dribbled onto her tongue, and she hungrily savored it, then swallowed it.

“Oh, Jesus!” John gasped. “YES! Yes, Carol, suck my cock. I’ve always wanted you to do that. Christ, it’s good!”

Carol would have grinned triumphantly if her lips hadn’t already been fully stretched by his mammoth cock-stalk. So all these years John had been having the same naughty fantasies as she had? Terrific. It was a shame they hadn’t found it out sooner, but better late than never. She sucked ever faster and harder on his hot tasty dick, and John sighed and moaned and shivered with pleasure.

“Baby, baby,” he crooned. “Fantastic! My God, I was a fool not to ask you before.”

Carol agreed, but she couldn’t tell him so because her mouth was fully stuffed with delicious silky cock-meat. Now as she sucked him fast and loudly, she reached down and cupped his steamy-hot rosy nut sacs. She cradled them in her hot palms and gave them a steady massage. Again John gasped in surprise and pleasure, and another flood of delicious cock-juice hit her tongue.

“Carol, my God!” he whined. “It’s just too damned good. I love it, honey, but I’m gonna come if you don’t stop.”

His warning was clear, but Carol just went right on sucking loudly and greedily on his magnificent big prick. One of her most compelling fantasies had been to blow her husband, to eat a great big load of his come. She could hardly wait. Her blonde head bobbed faster and faster over his belly, John was quivering violently now, hardly able to hold himself in check.

“Honey, you better stop,” he panted. “Honest to Christ, I can’t hold out!”

Carol just took a better grip on his hot swollen balls, massaging them eagerly, letting him know that she wanted him to get off. John was beyond words now. He began to jerk his hips instinctively, jabbing his stiff cock in her mouth, and then all of a sudden he bellowed with pleasure and began to come. Carol quivered with excitement when she felt the first sizzling blast of his jism.

“Awwwwwww!” John bawled.

Her mouth was quickly filled with delicious hot cream, but she kept sucking powerfully on his squirting cock till it was limp and empty. Then she let it slip from her lips. She gurgled lustily as she swallowed load after load of tasty come. When she was finished, she licked her lips, getting every last drop. John watched her, flushed and wondering.

“You really didn’t mind that?” he said when he’d caught his breath.

“I loved it!” Carol said with a wicked grin. “I kind of think you enjoyed it, too.”

John laughed weakly. “Enjoyed, hell. It blew me away. But surely that isn’t the only thing you wanted to teach me? I mean, there must be a lot I can do for you.”

“There certainly is, darling,” Carol purred. “And you can start doing it right now.”

She lay down on her back and opened her legs brazenly wide, showing him the whole gleaming pink expanse of her pussy. John blushed, as she’d expected him to, but he eagerly knelt between her legs and studied her moist swollen slit. In all the years of their marriage, he’d been too shy to do that. Now he made up for lost time, hungrily scanning her bright red clit, plump pussylips and small shadowed cunt-mouth.

“Gorgeous,” he sighed, “but what do I do with it?”

Carol grinned and said, “Lick it, kiss it, suck it. Whatever occurs to you. You’ll soon figure out what I like best.”

John’s face flamed, but she knew it was half from lust. He dived eagerly into her pussy, as if he’d been fantasizing for years about going down on her. Probably he had. She felt him gently parting the blonde-furred lips of her bush and isolating the red-hot bud of her clit. Tenderly he kissed the fat little button, and then she felt his wet tongue-tip timidly stroking it.

“Ummmmmmmmmm, that’s very nice, darling,” Carol sighed. “But you don’t have to be gentle. You can do it harder than that.”

Gradually and gently she trained him just how to lick and tease her clit. John was eager to learn and caught on quickly. His moist hot tongue lashed and rimmed her greedy little joy button, and Carol squealed with delight. At last, her husband was becoming the superb lover she’d dreamed of.

“Ohhhhh, that’s marvelous, John,” she told him. “I love that. Yes, darling, lick me, suck me.”

John planted his mouth on the steamy little lump of her clit and started to suck it hard and fast. Carol’s body arched up in ecstasy, and suddenly her whole pussy was flooded with scalding cunt-juice. Fiery pleasure ripped through her belly, then exploded in a delicious climax.

“Ahhhhhhh!” Carol wailed.

John’s face was flooded with her fragrant sticky cream, but he kept right on hungrily sucking her clit until her final spasms passed. Only then did he raise his head from her drenched slit and look at her wonderingly.

“Did I do that okay?” he said.

“Perfect,” Carol sighed. “Little did I know I was married to a natural-born pussy-eater.”

John reddened, but this time with pride. “God, I’ve wanted to do that to you for so long,” he said. “But I was afraid you’d be turned off.”

“Well, now you know better, darling,” Carol said. “Nothing turns me off, not as long as if feels find to both of us.”

“Oh, yeah?” John grinned. “Then let’s see what you think of this.”

His head dipped down between her widely parted thighs, and then she screeched with pleasure as she felt his long thick tongue snaking eagerly into her juicy little cunt. She threw her legs around his neck, wanting his thick tongue as deep as possible in her hungry twat. John thrust it in clear to the root before he began working it in cock-like jerks, tongue-fucking her furiously.

“Eeeeeeeee!” Carol wailed.

With that kind of mind-blowing stimulus, it didn’t take her long at all to climax a second time. The violent spasms shook her body, and she felt John’s tongue stuffing and probing her juicy little cunt-hole the whole time. Finally she flopped back limp and satisfied, and he raised his cream-soaked face from her pussy.

“Look what I’ve got for you,” he leered.

Dizzily Carol glanced down at him. He knelt between her legs, and his cock was stiff as a board. She returned his wicked grin. They’d had enough preliminaries for one night, and she was dying to take that big stiff monster into her cunt. But not in the missionary position. She was thoroughly bored with that.

“What are you doing, honey?” John asked as she scrambled out from under him.

Carol didn’t answer. She just rolled onto her hands and knees and stuck her adorable little round ass high in the air. It didn’t take John more than a second to figure out what she wanted. He grinned and hurried over to kneel behind her. His hands sweated with excitement as he grasped her hips. Then she felt his enormous rock-hard cock sliding up her hot slick cunt.