Myles Miles - Tough To Tame

"Oh God… oh God… don't stop!" Grant moaned unconsciously as his head tossed from side to side and he continued to force his ejaculating cock up into his wife's hungrily sucking mouth. The tantalizing pressure of her lips around his heavily pulsing prick added to his mind-erupting pleasure, as did her almost frenzied kneading of his writhing – balls. Claire closed her eves in blissful happiness.

As she still clung greedily to his rapidly deflating cock, she knew that all barriers had been removed, for tonight anyway. For this one night she was free to follow her impulses, which right now led her unerringly to her husband. He was all she was interested in, and she would show him how much she loved him and needed him. But she was afraid. What if Grant had been brought out of his dreamlike state by the cum she had sucked him to? What if he were mad at her? She wanted so badly for him to fuck her, but if he were mad he wouldn't, and she would be left with her hotly aching cunt and a belly full of his cum-juices which she had so hungrily swallowed.

Fearfully she stood over him and waited, holding her breath for his next move. He would have to be the one to make it now, and she was terrified at the thought that he would turn away from her.

Suddenly, Grant's hand reached up and clasped hers, holding it softly, lovingly. "Claire, that was wonderful! I never thought I would be saying that about having my cock sucked. But it was marvelous!" He sighed with contentment.

"Oh, thank goodness, darling," she murmured, throwing herself into his arms. "I thought you might be mad at me."

Maybe later he would be but for now Grant just smiled and folded her in a strong passionate embrace.

"I want to thank you properly for that," he whispered. urgently. "I want to do something special tonight!"

"Ooohhhh, what's that?" Claire whispered, excited already.

"Just wait and see," he said enigmatically. "Now get that nightgown off!"

Eagerly, Claire complied with his terse order. She didn't mind his seeming lack of romanticism, because it only revealed the strength of his desire for her. She knew he loved to look at her naked body, even in his most tired state, and now she quickly pulled off the long silky nightgown she was wearing. She was eager, too, for him so that she could feast her eyes on his lithe, muscular body – the body that was capable of giving her so much pleasure.

"Now how are you going to thrill me?" She giggled when she had climbed into bed next to him.

"Don't be in such a hurry," he said, clamping his mouth against hers in a tight, grinding kiss. As always, she melted into his arms, feeling her body fuse against his. Her full red lips parted as his tongue slipped inside and immediately hers leaped up to join in a lewd frenzied dance, whipping up a froth of their commingled saliva. Then his mouth reluctantly pulled away and began to trace hot burning kisses down the sweep of her long silky neck, lower still until they touched the sensuously throbbing mounds of her tits. Then he enclosed first one, and then the other desire-tautened nipple, trapping it between his teeth and titillating it with his tongue. Lower still, to kiss gently the nipped-in curve of her waist, and still lower until his mouth brushed against the curly wisps of her golden pussy hairs.

"Oh darling, oooooohhhhh…" She found herself sighing from the unexpected contact. Chills raced along her spine and she began to writhe almost imperceptibly on the bed. Involuntarily she eased apart her tender thighs, revealing the moist pinkness of her quivering cunt slit.

"Aaaaaaaahhhh…" she gasped as her husband's tongue came into delirious contact with the wetly pulsing pussy flesh, and unconsciously she winced, pulling away quickly before she realized what she was doing.

"It's all right, honey. I'm just going to lick your cunt like you licked my cock!"

Claire gasped at the lewd words that came from her husband's mouth. A forbidden chill spiraled along her backbone as she realized just how obscene the whole oral sex thing was, but she didn't care it felt so good. It's perverse – but after that her thoughts were blanked out as Grant's long wet tongue snaked up into the secret folds of her trembling cunt.

A long tremor scrambled through her naked body and left her almost breathless. Oh dear God, it might be wrong, but it felt so good. Far better than she had even imagined it would. She waited almost expectantly for the next gentle oral caress, holding her breath as she felt him lick and kiss the tremulous outer flesh. Then she couldn't help spreading her legs a little further apart and flexing her pussy upwards as he continued lapping at the hot, slippery furrow of her eagerly exposed cunt.

Claire was in absolute heaven. She had abandoned herself completely to the impassioned sensations which were being awakened in her finely honed body, and she was quickly dispatching the irksome worries which had first clouded her thoughts when she had started to suck his prick. She was free of all that, she reminded herself, and. she vowed to make sure that Grant was too. She spread her quivering legs even further apart, revealing eagerly the full plane of her tingling pussy.

Grant's tongue searched among the wet, velvety folds of her pussy lips, taking them in his mouth, kissing and sucking and lapping at the piquant cunt flesh. Her flowering pussy rimmed his nose and mouth and he could inhale the exotic odor of her cunt juices. His hands tightened their stranglehold on her hips as his roaming tongue suddenly found the hotly quivering bud of her clit.

"Aaaaaaaarrrhhhh… oh God! Oh God!" she gasped helplessly as he began to titillate the little knob mercilessly, rolling it between his teeth, teasing it with his tongue, making it grow into blood-filled rigidity.

He could feel her body writhing and churning with mounting passion and suddenly he wanted to see her.

He always thought she looked more beautiful than ever when she was flushed with sexual excitement, so he raised his head and glanced up the length of her visibly quivering body. Grant saw that her curvaceous body was suffused with a sensual flush, and that the roseate buds of her nipples were hard and pointed. Then he noticed that her ivory carved face was shining with lewd intensity, transformed by the sheer force of her illicit arousal. Her blonde hair hung in curling tendrils around her lust-dimmed features, and he could just barely discern that her eyes were half closed with the overwhelming intensity of her passion. With a satisfied sigh, he went back to his lascivious task, flicking his tongue out expertly and probing it up into the far reaches of her pulsating pussy.

"Aaaaarrggghhh…!" Claire screamed out in pleasure. For a few moments, she felt as if she was suspended somewhere in space. Her entire body was tingling, and she knew that her breath was coming in ragged pants. Grant finally stopped licking and stroking her turgid little clit and now his pointed tongue was dipping enticingly at the edges of her hungrily clasping cunt. She held her breath, every nerve ending strained for the tremendous sensations which she knew were just around the corner.

Then without hesitation, after playing teasingly with the petal – shaped edges of her eagerly waiting pussy hole, Grant stiffened his tongue and drove it right up into the hot, clamoring depths of her hungry cunt.

"Aaaaaaagggggghhhhh! Aaaaaggghhhhh! AAAaaaaghhh!" the helplessly aroused wife sobbed wildly as her body twisted and flailed on the disrupted bed. She felt her hot, juicy pussy walls clutching voraciously around the deeply fucking tongue, trying to suck it right up into her openly receptive cunt depths.

Oh dear God, this was fantastic, and it was getting better, and better. If she had known that the obscene behavior she had displayed tonight would trigger such a response in Grant, she would have sucked his cock ages ago!