Nick Eastwood: X-rated wife

"Ohhhh, God, honey!" she moaned.

Gary was folding back the soft fur and expose big the small but supersensitive bud of her clit. She sobbed with excitement when she felt his stiff slick tongue tip contact the throbbing nub. He lashed her joy button, giving her a steady hot buzz of pleasure.

"Ooooh, Gary, yessss!" she hissed.

Robin adored it when her sexy husband went down on her, but it wasn't happening much lately. Gary was always too busy or too tired. Their sex life was mostly quickies, with little foreplay. Robin ached for a long, leisurely session of love-making, and at last she was getting it.

"Mmmm, baby, I love it!" she gurgled.

Gary was flicking the stiff tip of his tongue up and down over her clit, driving her crazy with excitement. She drenched his teasing tongue with hot spurts of tangy cunt juice, and he gobbled the hot cream hungrily. She arched her body, greedily shoving her clit against his tongue.

"Suck it, baby!" she cried hoarsely. "Suck me off! You haven't done that for so long!"

Gary was up for it tonight. Robin remembered now – it had been in the movie. The man had sucked the woman off. Gary was inspired to do it, too. Robin didn't care what got him to do it, she was just grateful that he took the time. She was starved for slow, kinky loving.

Gary caught her wildly throbbing clit between his lips and started sucking it wetly and loudly. Robin felt a shock of pleasure that made her shudder, and she gave a hoarse sob of delight and creamed all over his face.

"God, yessss!" she wailed. "Suck meeeee!" Gary hadn't lost his touch. He was just as great a pussy-eater as in the early years of their marriage. Robin closed her eyes and forgot everything but the searing pleasure he was giving her as he squeezed her clit between his busy lips. She creamed uncontrollably.

But even as she sobbed with pleasure, she reminded herself that she'd better take full advantage of this unusual night. Gary wouldn't always have a naughty movie to inspire him. Soon he'd be back to normal, giving her a quick fuck every Saturday night – if he wasn't too tired.

"Mmmmm, baby, don't stop!" she gurgled. "Suck me forever!"

Robin could have come fast and easily, but she didn't want the hot pleasure to end. She deliberately held back her orgasm, gorging herself on the excitement she'd been missing. Gary's expert clit-sucking made hot jolts of pleasure rip through her body.

But the moment came when she couldn't contain her pleasure any longer. There was no way she could keep from coming. Gary gave her throbbing clit another long sensuous suck and she blasted off, her tall shapely body bucking and convulsing as she came.

"Unnnnhhh, God, whaaahhh!" she wailed. Gary dug his fingers into her jerking ass and held her steady, sucking her all the way through her hot climax. It was the hardest she'd come in a long, long time. The delicious orgasm lasted almost a full minute before she fell back limp and panting.

"Mmmmm, honey, that was wonderful!" she sighed.

Gary was still acting out the script from that movie. Before she'd even caught her breath he was straddling her, his trim ass brushing her big ripe tits, his drooling cock head tracing the outline of her lips. His eyes were hot and excited.

"Suck it!" he growled.

Robin was up for that, too. She adored going down on her husband, but he hadn't had time for it lately. She opened her lips and let him slide his thick throbbing cock over her slippery tongue. Firming her lips around his meat, she began to suck loudly and hungrily.

"Christ, yes!" Gary groaned, his handsome face twisted into a horny grimace.

If only it could always be like this, Robin thought.

She would have sucked his cock for hours. She would have spent the whole weekend in bed with him, as they'd done when they were newlyweds. Now she tried to remind him of how great it had been, sucking ravenously on his big hard boner, gulping his hot salty cream.

But Gary wasn't tuned into her thoughts. His mind was still on that movie, and he wanted to do everything he'd seen on the screen. He let her suck his cock for only a minute or so, then pulled out, climbed off her, and flipped her aver into the doggy position.

"Uunnnhhh!" Robin gasped.

He was plowing into her from behind, cramming her slick little cunt with his wrist-thick cock. He shoved it right to her womb in one lusty push, then started fucking her like crazy. Her tall body shuddered with the impact, and she clawed the bed to brace herself.

"Ooooh, honey, oooooh, yessss!" she howled.

She loved his rough deep fucking. She felt herself hurtling helplessly towards another body-blasting climax as Gary mercilessly reamed her hungry box with his steel-hard fuck tool. Again she wished the excitement could last forever, but they were both too aroused to hold out.

"Unnnnnhhhh, God, you're doing it to meeeee!" she wailed. "I'm comingggg!"

"Awwwww, Christ, aaaggghhhh!" Gary roared.

Robin sobbed with release as he jetted his thick hot load into her sucking womb. They had a terrific, long mutual orgasm, the best in months. She didn't often feel that well-fucked. Afterwards she cuddled up with her husband and gave him a grateful kiss.

"Thanks, honey," she sighed. "I really needed that."

"Yeah, it was terrific, wasn't it?" Gary yawned. "We ought to do it more often."

"No shit?" Robin moaned.

But Gary was already asleep.

Robin's hunch was right. Gary was soon back to his old habits. He came home from work too exhausted to get it on. He'd rather watch TV than fuck. And Robin grew more and more frustrated.

She really couldn't blame Gary, though. They were both still in their twenties, healthy and horny, and they were simply tired of making it with the same person time after time. They loved each other, and they didn't believe in cheating, but the problem was there.

Robin tried to figure out what to do. She didn't want to be married to anybody but Gary, yet she found herself wondering what it would be like to fuck another guy. That dirty movie had affected her, too, just like it had Gary. It had given her some dangerous ideas.

One afternoon she was reading recipes, thinking up something special to surprise Gary, when there was a knock at the back door. She was surprised to find her friend and neighbor Jack standing there. He flashed her a very sexy grin.

"Jack, why aren't you at work?" Robin exclaimed.

"I got the afternoon off," he said. "Patty's still at the beauty parlor. I can't understand why it takes so long to make a pretty woman look good. But I'm bored. I want some company."

"Then come in," Robin said. "I'll make us some lemonade."

"How about a drink instead?" Jack smiled. "It's almost happy hour."

By Robin's watch, happy hour wouldn't be along for awhile, but she liked to be a good hostess, so she made vodka and tonics for them both. They took their drinks into the living room, and Jack motioned for her to sit beside him on the couch. He was acting kind of funny, Robin thought.

"Okay, Jack, what's up?" she smiled. "I can tell there's something on your mind."

"There sure is," he said, taking a big sip of his drink. "You know that movie I showed the other night?"

"How could I forget?" Robin laughed.

"Well I can't forget it, either," Jack said. "I've been thinking and thinking about it. When you come right down to it, those people had the right idea."

"What do you mean, Jack?" Robin exclaimed.

"Swinging," Jack said. "It could solve a lot of problems. Take the six of us, for instance. We're all friends, we can be honest with each other. So tell me, Robin, isn't your marriage getting a little boring?"

Robin blushed. It was like Jack could read her mind. She hadn't thought about much else the last couple of months. Her sex life stunk, but she didn't know what to do about it. Now Jack was making a very radical suggestion.