Donna Allen - Wife in training

She watched his face. She saw the heat in his eyes as he looked at her body.

He pursed his lips and whistled softly. "Jesus, Myrna!"

"Do you like it?"

"That ring down there."

"It's pure gold."

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"It's like an earring, silly. It goes right through. I had a time finding a place where they do it, but once I was there the whole thing took about three minutes."

Pretending she needed something at the bar, she deliberately turned to show him her ass. She hoped she could get her butt on his mind tonight. They'd been doing nothing but straight fucking since she'd got back and tonight she was in the mood to get her back door unhinged. Frank the cop had been theist one. Neal's cock wasn't as big as Frank's, but it was nice enough and her shit-tube was aching for it. He'd get her ass after the surprise, of course. She glanced at the cock and saw that it was almost time. Another twenty minutes or so.

She turned to face Neal again. Without saying a word, she knelt on the rug in front of him.

She opened his robe and pushed it aside to reveal his dangling cock and bars.

She touched him lightly at first. His cock was already thick with his excitement and she could see it twitching now as she touched it. She ran her fingers along the tube of his cockshaft as it slowly lengthened. Then her fingertips moved over his solid ball-bag. She took hold of his nuts and pulled gently at them, jiggling them on her fingers, her middle finger grazing just once over his hairy asshole to tease him. She knew all about men now. She knew what turned them upside down and inside out.

She dropped her right hand down to her crotch and ran her fingers through her pussy to get them wet. Then her hand went back to his balls, her fingers on the leathery skin, her fingers sliding under his balls to find his asshole. He groaned as she slowly slid her middle finger inside his hot grommet.

Another first tonight. Her finger in his ass. She moved the finger gently, using the other fingers to grip his ball-bag. He had such big swollen nuts tonight. She thought of all the goodies in there, all that lovely hot jism.

She squeezed his balls, screwed her finger slowly in and out of his ass as she pressed her nose against the tip of his cock.

Then she moved his cock up with the other hand, her fingers pushing at the underside until she had his knob at her lips. Neal groaned as she opened her mouth and took him in. She closed her lips over his fat knob and started sucking it.

"Oh, yeah, suck it," he said, his chest heaving.

It wasn't the first time since her return home. But after all the years during which she wouldn't do it, fucking his cock now was an event. She did it slowly. She wet his cock-knob with saliva, rolled her tongue around his cockflesh as her fingers toyed with his dangling balls.

Before long his cock was at full length and she stopped sucking it to admire it. She ran her fingers along the underside of his rod. "God, I love your prick," she said.

He smiled down at her. "And it loves you, honey."

"Get naked, Neal."

He slipped his robe off and dropped a on the sofa. He stood before her naked. Now he was both lover and husband to her. She closed her lips over the tip of his prick again. Just the tip, half his cockhead in her mouth. She felt the heat of it. Tightening her lips, she bit him lightly, pressed her teeth into the spongy flesh of his knob. He had such a nicely shaped prick, the knob like a helmet, the rim flaring out, his cockhead pink and swollen now. She ran her tongue over the soft flesh on the underside of his cockhead. Then she took all of his knob in her mouth, kept he lips behind the rim of his cockhead as she sucked on it.

He stroked her head. "That's good, honey. Suck the tip like that. Oh yeah, that's good. You've got me as hard as a rock. Come on now, take some more. Open, baby, open your mouth to my cock."

His sexy talk drove her wild. She soon moved her mouth from his cock to his balls. Her hands pulled at him to get him to turn around. This was something she hadn't done yet. Not to Neal. When he had his back to her, she pressed her face to his ass. Then she bent low to lick his balls from behind. He chuckled as he moved his legs apart to make room for her head. "Yeah, suck those balls, baby."

She made love to his hanging ball-bag. Then she moved back and spread his asscheeks with her hands and looked at his hairy asshole. Her husband's asshole. She'd never even thought about Neal's asshole before she'd been kidnapped by Frank the cop. She gazed at the puckered brown ring, at the curled hairs than ran around it and all over his asscrack, at the seam that ran into his ball-bag. She thought of all the assholes she'd looked at recently. Looked at and sucked. Usually when she'd sucked them they weren't clean. She'd never grown used to the smell and taste of shit and she still hated it. But Neal's shitter looked as clean as could be. She teased him by blowing on it. He chuckled as he wagged his ass at her. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Right now I'm just looking."

"Okay, it's free."

"What do they call it when a girl kisses a man's ass?"

Neal snickered! "I think they call that love."

"Kissing and licking."

"That's even better."

"And what about sucking?"

"That's the best, baby."

"Ever done it before?"

"Before we were married."

She leaned forward and tongued his asscrack. She teased him by avoiding his asshole. He shuddered and groaned as he felt her tongue in the crack of his ass. Finally she gave him what he wanted. She licked his bunghole. She lapped her tongue back and forth over his shitter. Then she pushed her tongue inside his ass. She fucked his ass with her tongue, flipping it in and out, twirling it around inside and outside the puckered ring of his shiner.

Finally she pulled her face away from his ass and she rose up. She went to an armchair and she bent over it, her knees on the cushion and her ass offered to Neal.

He made a sound of approval as he moved behind her. "Christ, you're beautiful, Myrna."

She asked him if be liked the way she sucked his ass. "Get to you?"

"I loved it."

"You can fuck me there if you want."

"You mean it?"

"I want it, Neal."

"Okay, but later. We've got time for other things too."

"We've got all the time in the world."

"Open your cunt with your fingers. Pull it wide open."

She ran her hands around her ass, grabbed her cuntlips with her fingers and pulled them apart. Her pussy was wide open, suddenly cooled by the air.

"Tell me what you see," she said. Neal snickered. "What I see is a wide-open cunt. I can see all the way inside the hole. A red fuckhole with lots of hot juice inside."

Myrna quivered with excitement. He stroked her ass now as she pulled her hands away from her pussy. He fingered her cuntlips, tugging gently at the gold ring. Then she felt hit a knob at her cunthole. She groaned as be pushed in, her ass swaying as he slowly drove his cock up her cunt-channel.

He fucked her slowly, his cock sliding in and out, his hands squeezing her butt. She loved it, but now she was worried about the surprise she had for him and she asked him what time it was. "Is it eight o'clock yet?"

Neal snorted. "Who cares? We're not going anywhere. Anyway, you're right, it's almost eight o'clock."

"I've got a little surprise for you."

He questioned her, but she wouldn't tell him. She said he'd find out soon enough. She enjoyed the mystery, enjoyed the puzzlement in his voice as he tried to get her to tell him what the surprise was.

"You're teasing me," he said. "There's no surprise."

"Oh yes there is. And maybe it'll knock you off your feet, too."

"Jesus, Myrna, why don't you tell me?"

"I said you'll find out soon enough," she said with a giggle. "Anyway, why don't you concentrate on my pussy now?"