Norma Egan - Spread wide wife

"Oh, Christ, yes," Phil gasped, "yes, Karen, honey, lick my cock."

The words were music to her ears. She never thought she'd hear her puritanical husband say them. With a hungry moan she started licking his cock roughly, wetly, from the brown bush at the base clear, up to the fat bulbous purple head. She could feel the hard core of his cock, the hot throbbing life inside. Her tongue tickled and lashed busily, eagerly, up and down the stiff stalk, while Phil lay back on the bed moaning with excitement and pleasure, a big horny grin splitting his normally solemn and businesslike face.

"Oh, honey," he sighed, "you don't know how many years I secretly wanted you to do this. Yes, I ached for you to go down on me, Karen, but I thought it was evil, so I didn't ask. God, the time we've wasted."

Karen agreed one hundred per cent, but she didn't stop to tell him so. She was too busy tasting her husband's delicious hard cock for the first time. For the very first time in their marriage she got to tongue and lick and taste and kiss and suck the cock she adored. It was like all her sexual fantasies come true.

"Christ, honey," Phil moaned, "don't you ever get tired?"

"No," Karen said quickly, "I've wanted to do this for so long, I couldn't possibly get tired."

"You wanted to go down on me?" Phil said wonderingly.

"Yes, but you wouldn't let me," Karen replied.

"Oh, Christ," he sighed, "I really was an asshole, wasn't I?"

She didn't bother to reply to that, either. They could talk some other time, as far as she was concerned. What she wanted to do now was explore him with her tongue and mouth, do all those wild and naughty things he'd never let her do before. She drooled just thinking about it.

"Darling," she whimpered, "I want to take your cock in my mouth. Is that all right?"

"Jesus, yes," Phil said gratefully. "I'd love that, darling. I've wanted you to blow me for so long."

Moaning with excitement, Karen lunged for his stiffly erect cock, feeding the fat purple head between her lips. She stuffed the long pale dick in as far as she could get it, right into her hot clinging throat. Phil's fine-furred swollen balls came to rest against her chin. She started to suck hotly and hungrily on her husband's cock.

"Awwwww," Phil yelped.

Maybe it was just her imagination, but his cock seemed to taste better than all the others she'd had. She drooled hotly all over the big silky rod as she sucked it. His juice bubbled out onto her tongue, and she gurgled happily and swallowed it as fast as it oozed out. Meanwhile Phil was gasping with pleasure, writhing on the bed.

"My God," he whined, "I never felt anything like this before. You do it even better than Luann."

Karen would have chuckled if she hadn't had a mouthful of cock. She was very good to know that her talents were rated so high. So Luann had sucked his cock, too? Well, she intended to outclass Harry Rosen's red haired mistress in every respect. She tilted her head back, gulped, and swallowed half of Phil's long swollen dick.

"Ahhhhhb, Christ," he wailed.

It must have come as quite a surprise to him to have his prick swallowed. Her seering hot clinging throat squeezed his meat deliciously, and he yelped and bellowed blissfully as she worked her powerful throat muscles around his swollen cock. He clawed the bed and panted, and his voice got hoarse with the blinding pleasure of having his dick sucked.

"Karen, honey," he panted, "it's just too much. I'm gonna come. Oh, oh, ohhhhhh."

She could have let him go, saved his big beautiful erection, but she wanted to eat his come too badly, to get all of it she could. She felt his cock head exploding in her mouth, deluging her with delicious cream, and she moaned with excitement and swallowed it as fast as it jetted out. Again she felt that her husband's jism tasted better than any other mans.

"Awwwwww," Phil yelped as he came in her mouth, his cock jerking hard and helplessly.

"Awwwwww."

At last his prick was limp and drained, and it slipped from her lips to fall wetly on his thigh. He looked down at it and sighed. "Hey, sorry about that," he said.

"That's all right, darling," Karen said bravely, though she was terribly disappointed. "We'll try again another night."

"Another night?" Phil laughed. "Hell, in another minute would be more like it. I don't need a whole day to get hard again, silly. Just give me a moment to catch my breath."

Karen gawked at him, hardly daring to believe her ears. Phil had never in his whole life come twice in a night. He'd never even tried. Many times she'd lain awake writhing with frustration while he snored, wishing to God he'd get it up again and take care of her maddening need. But the only time she'd gotten the nerve to tell him, he said he needed his sleep because he had a big day at the office coming up.

Now he was telling her that his cock would be hard and ready to go again in just a few minutes. Karen creamed right through the crotch of her panties, she was so excited. Maybe at last he was going to bring her off. Phil grinned at her and reached for her panties, the last garment she had on. Karen moaned and let him slip them off.

"Now it's my turn to do something nice for you," Phil said lovingly.

He gently eased her onto her back. Karen was trembling with excitement, wondering what he had in mind. He smiled mysteriously and eased her long shapely legs wide apart, exposing her pretty scarlet slit. He licked his lips as he studied the rosy wet flesh and the fringe of golden curls. Karen couldn't help blushing. He'd never really looked between her legs before. He'd always been too shy.

"You're beautiful everywhere," he said.

Then his head was dipping down into her crotch. Karen held her breath, not really believing it was happening. Phil giving head? Phil eating pussy? Her uptight moralistic husband actually engaging in oral sex? It just didn't seem possible.

But when she felt his slippery hot tongue, she knew it was happening. Phil pressed his face eagerly against her fragrant blonde muff, and then his tongue crept out between the furry lips and found her ultrasensitive little clit. He started to tongue the tiny hot button, and dizzying pleasure rocked Karen's body. With a joyous moan she threw her legs wide open.

"Oh, yes, Phil, darling, yes," she moaned, "eat me… My God, I've wanted this for so long."

It really was like a dream come true to feel her beloved husband's tongue on her clit, eagerly and hungrily licking and lashing and rimming. It was something Karen had wanted as long as she could remember, but she'd never dared ask Phil for it, knowing his attitude about "kinky" sex. Well, thank God he'd met Luann. Luann must have taught him that there's more to life than straight fucking.

"Ummmmm," Karen moaned, "Ummmmm."

Phil was pressing his lips against her little squirting clit-bump, sucking it, making her nearly faint with pleasure. She screamed ecstatically and creamed all over his face. He didn't quit even then. He just kept sucking hard and fast on her tender joy button, and suddenly, to her surprise and delight, she was coming.

"Yes!" Karen wailed, "Ohhhhhh."

Her body trembled and convulsed for long delicious moments while she came, but Phil never once stopped sucking on her tiny red button, never once took away the delicious stimulation that prolonged her orgasm and made her shriek with pleasure. At last, whimpering and breathless, she went limp on the bed, her satisfied cunt still leaking hot cream.

"Oh, darling," she said gratefully, "that was the best come I ever had in my life. It was wonderful, Phil."

He raised his cream-soaked face briefly from her crotch and smiled at her. "I'm glad you liked it, honey," he said. "I ought to have done it years ago, but at least we can try to make up for lost time."