Mary Moore - Whore wife

When Linda woke two hours later, refreshed from a deep sleep, Tim was flat on his back and snoring, still in the same position, except his fist was in his crotch.

Linda smiled to herself. Only a hand stood between her and, her desire. She gently removed her husband's hand from his dick.

When the hand unconsciously groped its way back to the pleasure root, Linda again gently laid it aside and then quickly replaced it with her own.

Another quick movement brought her upper torso and head down to his crotch and she proceeded to do what she loved doing. She took the lowly slack penis into her soft wet mouth and began to suck on it.

How she loved it when the drops of blood began filling into the penis veins, stiffening the instrument. He was still sleeping Linda chuckled at that. She wondered if she could pull off the whole thing without his even knowing it, without his even being conscious of it.

She doubted it. And she didn't even think she wanted that since half the pleasure was his aggression.

She licked around the cockhead, smooth and delicious. She licked her way up the penis shaft. She licked into the hairy balls and noted their soft pliability with the point of her tongue. She even licked the insides of his massive thighs.

Again a wave of depression swept over her. How could she leave this body she had grown so to love over the last eight years? It was here she felt at home. It was those thighs she loved to crawl between and then throw off the cares of the world. Those thighs with the hard stiffness lodged between them… those thighs were her home, her own sweet womb. His cock was her relief!

She shuddered to think of losing this home and took all the more care to delicately kiss and suck on Tim's stiff cock. She licked her way back from the triangle and up the post that was now rising like a tree trunk.

Tim sighed deeply. She looked up at him. His eyes were closed but she knew he was awake now. There was a trace of smile on his face.

She wanted to give him an extra special blow job this morning. After all, it could be the last one. She reached up and brushed his dark cowlick up off his sweaty forehead, before proceeding with her task.

Her tongue, hot and wet, moved expertly up and down his shaft, which was now partly swollen, nearly half its full erect size. Linda steadied the ungainly limb with one hand while she sucked on it.

She kept licking her lips to keep the penis moist. She licked all around the ridge just under the cockhead. She dipped her tongue into the pee slit.

She hungered for the semen to come pouring out of that sweet hole and flood and engulf her mouth and gush down her throat.

She sucked on the cock now like it was a big stiff nipple. She sucked and sucked. She made the hard prick very, very hard and very, very wet.

Her husband groaned his appreciation for his wife's expert manipulations. He patted her on her blond head and gently pressed it further down into his crotch.

Linda sucked on the cock all the harder. She ran her hands and fingers over her husband's flat belly, with its ring of hair around the navel. Then she ran her hand down over his hips, around over his firm, small muscled buttocks and over those magnificent thighs.

And all the while she sucked. Her cheeks made indentations one minute, when she sucked in, the lower part of one cheek lumping out where the cockhead lodged, and puffed out the next.

Suddenly she decided to take the whole large cock down her throat. She eased it out of her cheek and down, down, down. She took it easily, the result of many years of practice.

She let him fuck her throat then, up, down, up, down. She suppressed her natural instinct to gag, and then it became easy. She sucked on the delicious instrument excitedly. It was near the bursting point.

"Nghnghngh," her husband started to moan.

"Oh, mmmm, ooohhh, that's nice, oh, yeah, there, like that. Mmmmm."

Linda continued sucking. Then the desire arose to plunge her groin and cunt right down on the stiff protuberance.

Yet she knew he was good for two more rounds, so she held out; she would eat him to fruition and then arouse him again for a good, long fucking session.

"Ohh, honey, oh, oh, I'm going to come, I know, I, oooooh, oh, oh, man, mmmmmm, oh, oh, here I come, oh, honey, oh, you're beautiful, oh, oooooh,ooooohhhhh, ahghghgh!"

And the delicious milky come spewed out of the stiff flesh right into Linda's waiting, eager mouth, right down her soft, silky throat. Again and again he creamed inside her oral cavity, and her tongue and lips automatically sucked all his cream out of him.

"Mmmmmmm, ohhhhh," he crooned. "That was glorious. Oh, what a pet of a wife I have!"

He pulled her up beside him then as he dozed off. Linda was patient. She would let him sleep ten minutes, then go to work on him once more.

Meanwhile she enjoyed the warm closeness of being in his arms… maybe for the last time. For even if they had just had a fine cock-sucking session, it was not enough. Once a week, and then only maybe – It was not enough. That was clear. Her mind was made up.

She was a woman made for loving. Her desires were strong. No longer could she suppress them. No longer could she satisfy herself with fingers and a mirror. She needed a full-time male lover to do that. Every night love. Every night sex!

Her fingers played with the dark curly hairs on Tim's chest. Her mouth moved to his mouth and her tongue pressed its way into the slightly open cavity. She kissed him in his sleep, deep and lovingly and longingly.

She loved his musty morning odor, of sweat on body and face and even of morning mouth. It was human. She loved it all. She hungered for it all. Her tongue moved in the secret recesses of his mouth.

And still he dozed.

Suddenly Tim woke with a start. "Mmmmmm," he said, relaxed again, and stretched.

Linda did not let his moment of consciousness pass easily. Her fingers went immediately to his spent, slack penis and began pushing and pulling it into action, and her tongue dipped again inside his mouth.

Tim had no choice but to respond. He responded in a kiss, and his tongue found its way inside her soft warm lips. He stabbed the back of her mouth with his tongue repeatedly, and she hung from his tongue, bit it and sucked on it, unwilling to let it go.

Then his hands came up and played with her large tits. He fingered their smooth perfection, tweaked the fine strong nipples between thumb and forefinger and slid his hands over the soft flesh. His wife's breasts were the loveliest he'd ever seen and one of the reasons he'd married her. They were quite firm, and she could often get away without wearing a bra, the only telltale sign being a barely detectable tilt and sway when she walked. It was a sign he watched for. It always turned him on.

He cupped them in his hands, rolling them over and around in his palms. Linda lay on top of him full-length now, her arms around his neck, her tongue and lips engaged with his in another deep, arousing kiss.

Her right hand slid back down to his cock and massaged it to keep it large and stiff. Her groin and pelvis were thrusting involuntarily forward, again and again, ready to encompass the dick.

Linda felt her cunt muscles twitch and spasm, ready to receive the male member. Oh, how she wanted it right now, how she wanted to plunge her aching, horny cunt down on it right now. Then she couldn't wait any longer. She guided Tim's cock between her thighs, feeling for her moist hole at the same time.

With her middle finger she parted her pussy lips and with her thumb and forefinger, she pressed the hard, rubbery cockhead into the opening.

She sighed and panted, from both exertion and eagerness. Finally she succeeded in getting Tim's thick cock lodged halfway up her cunt hole.