Robin Peters - Nasty daydreams

“Taste this and tell me if it’s all right.”

The way she was standing Roger couldn’t immediately decide what she wanted him to taste. She was right in front of him, close enough for him to stare directly at her lush blonde bush. The little apron ended just at the top of her muff.

She was holding the tray at waist level.

Roger did the obvious thing. He leaned forward and buried his face in her cunt, his tongue snaking out and cleaving her slit. Kay shuddered when his tongue passed over her clit.

“You do that and I’ll spill everything. Taste the coffee, baby, taste the coffee.”

In spite of her words, she opened her legs and stood with her eyes closed, gentle tremors rippling through her body. Then she let him lick her slit for a few moments.

“You’d better taste this damned coffee before I drop it,” she whispered.

Reluctantly, Roger sat back and took a mug of coffee from the tray. He kept his eyes on his wife as he lifted the mug to his lips. He couldn’t get over his amazement at the way she had changed so suddenly from a shy, retiring maiden to such a willing, wanton slut. He knew men who would give their left nut for just one night with such a sexy woman, and he was married to her! “Uhm, tastes good. I haven’t had an Irish coffee in along time. And where did you get that outfit?”

“Does it bother you?”

“Yeah, but probably not the way you mean. You get me worked up, and now you expect me to drink coffee with you standing there that way.”

“Well, then, bottoms up!” She flipped her well-formed ass at him as she said it.

Roger started laughing and had to put his coffee mug on the table before he spilled it. Kay took a drink of her coffee and put her mug by his, then knelt in front of him. She removed his shoes and socks, unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down as he lifted his ass off of the couch.

“I like it when you don’t wear shorts. That excites me somehow. Sort of like a woman not wearing panties.”

She took another drink of her coffee and held the warm liquid in her mouth.

Leaning forward, she held his cock erect, aimed at her mouth. Just before she took it into her mouth, she swallowed the coffee. Then her mouth closed over the head of his rod. The internal warmth of her mouth was greater because of the warm coffee.

She repeated the procedure several more times, using about half of the coffee.

“Uhm,” he groaned. “You’re just full of surprises. The heat from the coffee gives me all kinds of new sensations.”

Kay looked up at him and winked. “You’ve made me this way. Might say you’ve let the tigress out of her cage. Think you can handle her?”

“I’ll die trying!”

She chuckled, took another sip of coffee and put her mouth back on his cock.

Then another idea struck her. Jumping up, she went back into the kitchen.

Roger watched the well-rounded cheeks of her bare ass grind up and down as she walked. Her already lovely legs were made more shapely by the high heels. He wrapped his fist around his cock and slowly stroked it as he ogled his beautiful wife.

Kay rattled around in the kitchen for a few minutes, then came back with a tall glass filled with ice cubes and water. She paused to watch Roger stroke his cock, her eyes twinkling, a smile pulling at the corners of her sensuous mouth.

Kneeling again, she resumed her unusual method of cocksucking, alternating between the hot coffee and the icy water.

The coldness on the head of his cock was shocking. But it was terribly exciting, coming as it did after the soothing warmth of the coffee. The contrast between the coldness of the water and the heat of the coffee created sensations he had never felt before.

“Got to cum, baby,” he moaned. “Can’t hold it back any longer!”

Kay lifted her mouth from his cock and murmured, “Good, lover, good. Let it go.

I’m ready for it.” She put her mouth back on his cock and devoted herself to sucking him off.

It took only a few more minutes of her oral ministrations and he was erupting into her suctioning mouth.

She stroked the shaft of his dick and sucked avidly at the head, drawing out his seed and swallowing it noisily with rapid movements of her throat. Her final act was to put a small peak of whipped cream on the end of his softening cock and then lick it off.

Roger stripped off his shirt and they tumbled onto the carpet in front of the fireplace. Kay was on top, head to foot with Roger so she could get his cock to an erect state again while he pleasured her pussy.

Roger reached into her hairy valley and spread the lips of her snatch apart. He spent several minutes just licking the hot gash and stabbing his tongue up her cunt. Her ass twisted and hunched. She moaned over and over in pleasure and went at his limp tool voraciously.

He vibrated his tongue on her cit and she popped immediately. She swallowed the entire length of his semi-erect prong and pulled at his balls as her orgasm built. Her whole body was in motion, rubbing her cunt all over his face and dragging her dangling tits over his lower body.

Kay’s excitement was transmitted to Roger. His cock became fully erect, so stiff an4 hard that it ached. Muttering in contentment and still trembling, she rolled onto her back and spread her legs.

“Put your cock in me now, darling,” she said huskily. “Fuck my brains out! I need a good fuck!”

Roger positioned himself between her legs. She was dripping wet and eager to have him in her. Lifting her legs straight up, Roger scooted forward so the slick head of his cock was touching her pussy lips.

Kay wriggled her ass, shoving her cunt at him. He pushed smoothly and slid all the way into her hot gash in one swift stroke, their pubic hairs meshing together. He put her legs against his shoulders, grasped her thighs and began thrusting into her with long, hard strokes. His groin slapped against her upturned crotch each time his prick hit bottom.

The rounded end of his cockhead banged against the mouth of her womb repeatedly. The force of his thrusts shook her body, making her lush breasts shake and jiggle all over her chest.

“Oh, fuck!” Kay moaned. “My God, how you can fuck, lover! You make me cum so hard and so much! You’re going to drive me crazy!”

She felt herself opening wide inside, admitting him to those secret depths few men ever reach. She worked with him as he thrust into her, her inner muscles gripping and relaxing in concert with his movements as he fucked her masterfully.

When Kay came this time, she couldn’t even scream. Her vocal cords were stretched too tight by the jarring bolts of lightning-like spasms ripping through her quaking body. She could not speak. She let herself go and surrendered completely to the erotic sensations holding her mind and body in thrall.

Roger held her legs straight up, lifting her ass off of the floor so he could drive his prick straight into her cunt. Kay’s body shook and jerked in front of him as she accepted his fucking in total submission.

All Kay could feel was the intense pleasure from each pistoning stroke of Roger’s hard thrusting cock. She could feel him cumming, stretching the limits of her cunt as his cock swelled to its fullest. He poured his white hot cream deeply into her quivering quim.

Then she was cumming again, with wild cries and screams as he fucked on and on and on. He was totally unmindful of her total surrender to her red-hot climax.

He emptied himself into her belly and kept fucking, driving her through one mind-bending orgasm after the other. He stopped only when his prick was so soft that it bent in the middle when he tried to shove it up her cunt. He released her legs and fell over onto his side.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Kay muttered softly as her legs hit the floor with a soft thud. “I don’t have an ounce of strength left. That, my darling husband, was just the way I needed to be fucked tonight. Fantastic!”