Robin Peters - Nasty daydreams

She took the veined shaft of his cock in both hands and lapped her tongue around the head. She opened her mouth wider and slid the cockhead deep into her mouth, the tip touching the back of her throat.

He trembled as she exerted a sucking pressure and started moving her head slowly up and down. His cock was pressed between the roof of her mouth and her tongue. Saliva was trickling down the shaft of his prick, dampening her hands.

She made soft, swallowing noises as her head moved up and down more rapidly.

The sensations flowing through him were made more intense by the sight of this beautiful woman sucking his cock, concentrating on his pleasure alone. His hips began moving in rhythm with her bobbing head as she fucked herself in the mouth with his cock.

Kay used both hands to stroke downward on his cock, pulling the foreskin way back. She put her left hand just below the ridge on the bottom of the head and held it tight enough to keep the foreskin out of the way. She held the bald knob in her mouth with her lips sealed around it. Then she started sucking and masturbating him with her right hand.

Roger thought he would go crazy from the ‘incredible sensations that flowed from the sensitive flesh of his cockhead.

“Goddamn, baby!” he husked in a trembling voice. “That’s fantastic!”

Kay was elated that she could give her darling husband such pleasure. She thought a lot about new and different things she could do to please him.

“Damn, you make my cock feel good!”

Kay took her mouth away from his prick, slid her left hand up and wrapped it loosely around the bare knob. She rolled her palm over the head while stroking the shaft firmly with her right hand.

“I want to make your cock feel good, lover. It’s so beautiful and gives me such pleasure. I like to hold it and take it in my mouth.”

Her head went back down and her mouth replaced her left hand on the head. The foreskin stayed back with her lips around it, so she put her left hand between his legs and began fondling his heavy balls.

Roger felt his orgasm gathering, the cum surging ever higher, seeking release.

It was a great temptation to simply relax and let his climax thrust him to the heights of pleasure. Willing to continue the joys of the sight and feel of his lovely wife eating his bone and fucking herself in the mouth with his cock, he held back-with great effort.

Kay’s head began moving faster. His cock went deeper and deeper until the head was sliding into the back of her throat with each downward thrust The wet, slurping sounds coming from her mouth became louder. The pressure of his orgasm became almost unbearable. Every muscle in his body stiffened as he gripped himself, trying desperately now to hold back.

Kay suddenly lifted her head, letting his cock slide from her mouth. He closed his eyes, grinding his teeth as he exercised as much control as he could to keep from cumming. The pressure eased and he breathed I sigh of relief. Kay was caressing the head of his cock with her hand again, her lips and tongue playing up and down the shaft.

“You almost came, didn’t you, darling?” she murmured. Her voice was muffled against his prick.

“Almost,” he whispered.

“You can cum in a minute, baby,” she breathed against his cock, fondling it with her lips and the tip of her tongue. “Shoot in a minute and let it shoot into my throat. I’ll swallow it all. I want to drink your cum, darling.” She pushed at his thighs, spreading them. “I wane to make you feel so very good that you’ll cum a lot for me… ”

The murmur of her voice became more muffled as she moved her lips down his cock and pressed them to his balls. She pulled at one of his legs and lifted it. He flexed his knees and pulled his feet back to spread his thighs wide. She lapped at his balls with swift strokes of her tongue.

The tip of her tongue moved farther down, below his balls and probed at his tight little brown ring. He groaned, trembling with passion. Her tongue tip flicked around his anus. Her hand moved over his cock, caressing its full length. She moved her head back up, lapping, licking, and nibbling at the insides of his thighs.

His cock and balls were wet from her tongue and mouth. Her eyes gleamed from her own arousal as she buried her face between his thighs, titillating him even more.

She lifted her head again, her tongue dragging up the shaft of his prick, making his cock tremble and. jerk. She looked at him as she lapped and kissed it.

“Are you ready to cum, lover? Ready to shoot your juice down my throat and give me some nice protein for breakfast?”

He swallowed hard, the effort of holding back his orgasm almost pulling his vocal cords too tight for him to utter a word.

“Yeah, yeah… ”

“You going to cum a lot for me, lover? Fill my mouth with it and give me a big drink?”

“Oh, God, yes! Yes!”

She gripped the base of his cock in both hands again, opened her mouth wide and lowered her head. She easily accommodated her mouth to his large, stiff prick.

She thrust her head down on it until her lips were stretched tight and the big head was at the back of her throat.

Her head started moving up and down once more.

There was a determination about the movement as she began rapidly fucking her mouth, stimulating him, forcing him to climax. The pressure of his approaching orgasm immediately burst within him, making his cock swell and throb harder.

His hips lifted from the bed and his body stiffened as he fought to hold back as long as possible; to prolong the exquisite agony. Kay began bouncing her head up and down, sucking his cock avidly, making loud slurping noises as she worked. A quiver raced through him and his cock exploded.

Cum began spurting from his prick, splashing into the back of Kay’s throat.

Choking sounds were squeezed from her mouth as she swallowed frantically, trying to handle the copious load pouring from him. She didn’t want to lose a drop of the precious fluid.

She continued moving her head rapidly up and down, pumping his spurting cock.

Jism gushed into her mouth, filling it. She kneaded his balls as she swallowed the, hot liquid. Droplets escaped from her lips and trickled down the shaft of his dick to blend with her saliva. He writhed in the throes of ecstasy as the jizz flowed from him.

His cock collapsed into a limp tube of soft flesh. Kay licked it and rolled it around in her mouth with her tongue, lapping up the cum that had escaped from her mouth. She let his dick slide from her mouth with a soft plop, then cupped it in one hand and looked down at it. Then she looked at him and smiled.

“Was it good, darling?”

“It was great, baby! But I want you to…,, “Don’t worry about me right now, lover,” she murmured, patting his cock and balls tenderly. “This is what I like-it makes me feel good, too. I felt really good when you were cumming in my mouth.” She patted his limp cock again. “That should hold you until tonight.

Now you’d better get ready for work. I’ll start breakfast.”

Kay sent Roger into the living room after dinner with a request that he start a fire in the fireplace. She hurried to the bedroom and changed her clothes, then returned to the kitchen to fix the coffee.

The fire was burning well, giving off just enough heat to make the room comfortable. Roger had just sat down when Kay came from the kitchen. She was carrying a small tray with two large mugs of coffee, whipped cream mounded on top.

She was wearing a white lace mini-apron. Roger’s eyes almost popped out of his head because her other garments were a black lace garter belt, black hose, and black, high-heeled sandals with straps up around the ankles-what Roger called fuck-me shoes.