Jason Cannon: Wet dream wife

She could feel the perspiration on his forehead and neck. They moved to press their lips together and then their tongues went into a frenzy. His body kept up its jerking motion, but faster, and his hand was still caressing and squeezing her tit, but harder, with almost a painful pleasure.

Suddenly, with a low groan, his movements became quick and straight, as though he were driving his cock right into her. She could feel the length of it squirming along her leg and then against her pubic mound.

His fingers poked at her gooey slit through her panties. And then he pulled them down until he had direct contact with the dark, wet slit between her pumping thighs.

"I love the feel of your fingers against my skin," she moaned.

"You mean against your cunt," he said.

He moved his fingers up and down her cuntal lips, tickling and squeezing them. She felt herself shaking with excitement, but she tried to remain still and enjoy the sensations he was producing in her pussy. Her fingers moved slowly and gently, sometimes moving below her cuntal slot to the sensitive area around her puckered asshole.

It was beautiful, and Marni spread her legs further to take in as much of the pleasure as he could give her. "Good, good," she said.

He kissed her again on the neck, breathed warmly into her ear, and spread her slit with his fingers. Then he started a gentle probing. He moved them along the inside of the cuntlips and up near her swelling clitoris. She moaned louder as he stopped just before his fingers found the throbbing bud.

"Jesus, Marni," he said. "You are really ready – you're wet as hell."

He dipped his finger further into her cunt and pulled it back to spread the moisture along the outside and up near her clitoris. This time he didn't stop, but smeared her hot juice over the sensitive spot. She lumped from the intensely exciting feelings it gave her.

From then on his finger moved continuously from her asshole up to her clitoris and then back down again. She moved her hips whenever he touched her clitoris so she could get a stronger, more exciting contact.

He seized the way she reacted and moved and started concentrating his attention on the little blood-engorged love button at the top of her sopping cunt.

She spread her legs even further to give Homer complete access to her dripping cuntal valley. She felt his finger probing deeper and rubbing more deliberately on her clitoris. It was a wild sensation, which was both satisfying and frustrating at the same time. The better it felt, the more she wanted. It was a sensation she had never experienced at such a high, intensified pitch.

"Now it's time for me too," he said, smiling. He unzipped his pants and reached inside his fly.

Marni knew what he was going to do, and she could hardly wait. Her heart seemed to just stop beating for a moment as she waited for his cock to appear.

And then it was there, erect, hard, throbbing.

She looked closely as he pulled it out and displayed it for her. It was just as Lottie had said it would be. There were the veins and the ridges. She wondered about his balls. She wanted to see as much of him as she could. She wanted to see and experience everything she could.

"What about your… I mean," she stammered.

"My balls? Here!"

He pulled them out of his pants. He cupped them and then realized that it was difficult for her to see. He stood up in front of her so that his balls were at the same level as her eyes.

She looked at them and studied them with great fascination. One hung a little lower than the other.

"Go ahead," he said, sensing her desire to touch and fondle his cock. "Touch it. Take it in your hand and feel it."

She hesitated, but not for long. It was spongy and warm. As she clasped the head in her hand it seemed to grow even larger. It became harder and even more erect until it seemed to have a life of its own in the palm of her hand.

She was even more fascinated.

The swollen head seemed to be pulsating and the veins bulged. She cupped his balls in her other hand and then made a ring with her thumb and forefinger. She used the ring to move slowly up and down the turgid shaft.

"Nice… oh, shit that's nice, Marni!" he gasped, and let his body move forward toward her.

"This isn't enough," Marni said at last. "I want all of it. I want you."

"Yeah," he said, puffing and tugging at his clothes. "Let's get naked."

As they undressed, Marni's mind whirled in turmoil. By the time they were completely naked and again lying on the sofa, she had taken command of the situation. She did indeed want everything. She wanted to feel, to experience everything. She wanted it all. And if she could do it all in one night, her first night, and then that would be so much the better.

She nudged him until he rolled over. She held his rigid cock up so she could admire it in the light from the television. A tiny bead of semen had oozed from the hole in the tip of his cockhead.

Her eyes were wide as she watched it throb and jump in her hand. She held it closer to her face and ran the hard shaft over her cheek, her chin, and then down across her throat. She had heard vague stories from other girls, even from her mother in unguarded moments, about how a woman couldn't and shouldn't openly look at a naked man, especially when he was in an erect state. For some reason, which Marni couldn't understand, they said it just wasn't ladylike.

Marni didn't agree at all. She loved to look at Homer's cock. Studying it intently, she could imagine and anticipate what it would feel like plunging into her body, up her cunt, and into her belly.

"Do you want to taste it?" he asked, a yearning in his eyes.

"What?"

"Taste it? Put it in your mouth? Suck it? Do you want to suck my cock?"

Marni smiled. Yes, she thought, taste his cock, suck it. She did as he said, running her tongue around the head of his prick until its tip drew the tiny glob of cum into her mouth. She swirled it around on her tongue, savoring its salty taste and then swallowing it.

At the same time, he put his arms around her, running his hands down the smooth flawless skin of hex back to cup her fleshy buttocks. He tongued her belly, the insides of her thighs, the wet, hairy covering over her cuntal mound. When he found the cuntal folds with his tongue he parted them and entered.

The muscles of her belly contracted, creating a vacuum that opened her hole and seemed to literally pull and suck his tongue inside. He eagerly sucked and lapped with his tongue, savoring the juices he found there.

She gave herself completely to him. The love he was giving her was physical release and that was exactly what she needed and wanted. In that moment it was all embodied in the boy whose head was gently bobbing between her legs. She ran her fingers through his hair and gently forced him to stronger contact with her cunt by gyrating and thrusting harder with her hips.

When he sensed that her passion was aroused to a peak, he shifted his body until his cock was directly against her lips. His motion urged her to complete the action that she had so recently started on his cock with her tongue.

Her tongue flicked lightly against the tip of his cock as her hand molded and caressed the slick shaft. The sexual tension in his body was so great that his cock twitched and leapt in her hand with each touch of her sensuous tongue.

"Oh shit, shit, shit, fuck shit, that feels so fucking good, so fucking sucking good," he mumbled, his mouth full of her cunt.

"Suck on my pussy! Eat my cunt!" she said, thrilling at the words he said and longing to speak them herself. "Suck on my juicy cunt and pound your hard cock into my mouth!"

Gently, he guided his cock between her lips until the hardness pressed into the depths of her throat. She nearly gagged, but the thrill of having his hard hunk of meat in her mouth stifled it.