Neil Forit - Lust Takes A Holiday

He wasted no time, hurriedly ripping off his pants and shirt, his zipper whooshing down, the elastic band of his shorts snapping in his eagerness to strip them off.

Dinah could feel her almost uncontrollable excitement growing and wiggled her naked buttocks down against the carpet, reveling in the powerful effect her licentious actions were having on her husband.

Suddenly Fred was on top of her, his weight pushing her buttocks and thighs even deeper into the soft carpet. Dinah felt the tuft of the rug scraping the sensitive undersides of her thighs and bringing ripple after ripple of lewd delight through her loins.

"Ummmh, you certainly work fast, don't you?" she whispered heatedly in his ear.

"Hell, I've been ready for this the last twenty minutes. You sure as hell know how to turn on a guy," he said, grinning down at her, his hands running feverishly over her ripely straining breasts, then down her sides and over her thighs. They moved up again until his fingers were pinching at her already erect nipples, causing them to swell up into hard little darts of sensitivity until she almost wanted to groan from the exquisite pain.

Lifting his head for a moment, Fred ran his eyes over her lushly curvaceous body, feasting on what he saw. She still excited him like no other woman in the world. In truth, at the beginning he had suspected that he might actually be a little bored with the physical aspect of their relationship a few months after they were married, but somehow she'd managed to hold his interest. Everything about her was designed for sex, even that unconsciously sultry face of hers with its full, slightly pouting lips and those wide, deep green eyes. He could still recall their first meeting and the electrical charges running through his body when he laid eyes on her. Like now, the way her mouth was slightly open! God, there was nothing more he would have liked to do than put his rock-hard cock between her wetly parted lips and have her suck him off, but she had been stubborn about some forms of sex from the beginning and was stubborn even now that they were man and wife.

He'd gone so far as to suggest oral sex once or twice, but she had simply shuddered with revulsion and loathing. In spite of this disappointment, he had to admit she was coming along, learning more and more about lovemaking each day under his tutelage. His gaze drifted down to her softly curling pussy-hair, all coppery-colored and glinting in the light, that covered the smooth triangle of her loins. He could see the pink succulent flesh of her pussy moistly gleaming from the excited secretions of passion which had already formed on her cunt lips. Maybe there would be a breakthrough today. Maybe he could convince her to try something new and different. After all, she seemed to be bolder than usual only a short time ago when she had grabbed his cock and begun massaging it. Who knows? Maybe he might turn her into a completely uninhibited mistress after all.

Without warning, Fred slid down between her open legs and suddenly, on an impulse, clamped his hungrily watering mouth over her squirming vaginal mound, his tongue licked forward in between the wet inviting crease of her hotly clasping pussy, his upper lip brushing against the erected column of her clitoris. She moaned and suddenly drew her legs together.

"No, Fred, no! Please, don't do that." She squirmed and tried to push him away, her tone becoming desperate, as though she realized she had teased him too much. She hadn't meant for him to go this far… oh God! It just wasn't right. "Fred, don't kiss me there, please."

There was no use trying to resist her. He knew Dinah would just panic and push him away, and that would ruin everything. He had to take things easy, he realized, and furthermore, even though the sensually enticing redhead had been giving him a strong come-on, this obviously wasn't the right time to push matters. Damn, how could she have such a ripely inviting body and be so afraid of sex at the same time? It was enough to drive him nuts. If only she could understand the wide wonderful variety of sexual pleasures that were available, things would be so much better. If only once she would let herself go and allow him to stick his tongue up inside the sweet moisture of her tight little cunt! He wanted to see her lose that haughty pride of hers and just cut loose, writhing and squealing in ecstasy as he tongue-fucked her with all his might. He wanted to see her parting those full pouting lips and sucking his cock deep into her throat, gurgling with pleasure as he began a slow rhythmic fucking motion in and out of her mouth. But no, it was all just a dream. She would never do any of it.

As his imagination ran away into wild erotic fantasies, he could feel her naked belly grinding in impatience up against his pelvis, searching for his thickly bulging penis, which was rubbing against her navel.

"Oh sweetheart, I want you… I want you so much," she moaned passionately, her eyes clenched tightly shut. "Do it to me now!"

"Yes, I want you too," he whispered, but it was almost mechanical. He wished his daydreams could come true, that she would indulge in the wild, wanton things he wanted her to do, but he knew it would end up the same as it always had been… the same un-original, traditional sex.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong?" she asked softly, a touch of hurt in her eyes.

"No, nothing," he said flatly. "Nothing's wrong."

Dinah began to respond more fervently now, her hips bobbing up against his throbbing maleness. "Please, do it, stick in inside me," she murmured throatily. "I need it… please."

Maybe she did need it after all, he thought. She certainly sounded convincing, and he could feel a surge of renewed excitement speeding through his loins. Her tremulous plea sent his long hard cock throbbing, aching to penetrate the soft warm depths of her tightly clasping pussy.

Dinah writhed up against him as she grasped his rock-hard buttocks and pulled him tighter against her naked body. Blushing, she reached down between them and grasped his rigidly pulsating penis. Slowly, tantalizingly, she slid her fingers up and down on it, feeling the virile organ respond to her tender ministrations, growing thicker and more bulbous with each rhythmic pull she made. Carefully she guided it to the gaping lips of her wetly quivering cunt.

"Now, now!" she begged.

In answer to her plea he lunged his hips suddenly forward, thrusting the lust-swollen shaft into her wetly heated vagina.

"Oooooh, oh, oh!" she gasped, her body jerking as she thrust her pelvis upward in unrestrained eagerness to meet his lust-thickening shaft of flesh. His pulsating cock slammed up into the very depths of her vagina, and when its mushroomed head scraped across her cervix, she trembled from head to toe as wildly ecstatic sensations surged all through her body. She could feel her hotly quivering pussy growing wetter each second as he rammed up into her, and his sperm-bloated testicles slammed against her churning buttocks. Dinah squealed in lewd delight as he withdrew, and then with a twitch of his hips thrust in again, grinding against her in a savage rhythm as his teeth nipped at the flesh of her neck. She strained to meet each pounding thrust, mewling and groaning in rapturous desire as his buttocks flexed and hollowed to drive his thick rigid hardness up into her liquid heat. Her pussy lips clasped frantically around his penis and her deeper vaginal muscles rippled in an effort to pull it further up into her belly.

"Ugggggh, ummmh," she cried. "Yes, yes, it's beautiful." Her head twisted on the carpet from side to side, her long red tresses sweeping against the thick, shaggy carpet in rhythm to the buffeting of her body. Her mind was lost in dizzying spirals of ecstasy, and her legs opened and closed around his hips as she bucked and churned beneath him, arching her body upward so that she could suck his rigidly thrusting cock deeper inside her vagina. She let herself go in total abandon and for the moment had become a wild animal desiring nothing but to be fucked by his long hard penis. God, how badly she wanted its pulsating thickness deeper and deeper inside her.