Robin Peters - Nasty daydreams

“Who developed those pictures, Roger?” Her voice was low, curious and just a little too eager.

Roger just grinned.

Kay sighed and bent her legs. She pushed her cunt against his mouth as- he leaned into her crotch again. She sighed again, deeper this time.

Roger’s gently licking tongue was bringing her up fast. It felt wonderful.

Absolutely wonderful.

Roger with drew his tongue and started kissing her pussy, spreading the lips with his fingers. She fantasized about the man who had developed the pictures.

She thought of him kissing her pussy and blushed furiously. She was ashamed for even thinking such a thing, but pushed her cunt harder against Roger’s mouth nonetheless.

“Oh, damn, lover, it feels good,” she said in a moaning sigh. She put both hands, on the back of his head. She started moaning louder and rolling her hips. “I’m getting close, honey,” she whispered hotly, running her fingers through his hair. “Make me cum, lover. I want to cum so badly.”

Her words of encouragement inspired him. He really gave her pussy a going over with his lips and tongue. She could have sworn he had never stuck his tongue so far up her cunt before. It felt a mile long. Then he was flnger4ucking her hole while his tongue lashed her hard clit.

The delightful sensations transported her to a higher plateau of ecstasy. Her hips jerked harder. She pulled on his hair, trying to mash his face inside her drooling snatch.

She came hard. Her body felt so weak. She cried out her pleasure again and again. His finger fucked her. His tongue worked rapidly on her cit. She was panting for breath as she climbed the stairway to heavenly bliss.

Roger licked and frigged her through several good climaxes, and then his mouth left her pussy. When he didn’t move up over her right away, she knew that he was looking at her pussy. She kept her legs spread wide, giving him a good view of her hairy sex garden. Deep down, it pleased her that he liked to look at her that way.

Roger crawled up by his wife and rolled onto his back. “If you aren’t careful, lady, you’re going to give men the idea that you like having your pussy eaten.”

“I love it,” she said softly, “It’s one of my favorite ways to cum.”

“You’ve never told me that before.”

“I know, but I’m telling you now. I decided the other day that I’m going to tell you from now on if I like something.”

“You’ve sure changed suddenly.” His hand rubbed in circles over her cunt.

Kay started tingling all over again. “Yes, I have. From now on, if it feels good, we’re going to do it. And talk about it, if that’s what you want. To my surprise, I’ve learned that talking sexy turns me on.”

“Goddamn right,” Roger said, his fingertips nuzzling in her cunt bush, lightly touching her clit.

“That turns me on, too,” she whispered.

Her pouting, wet cunt lips were-engorged and thick. She could feel the little trickle of her juice seeping out. She had cum so hard just a few minutes before and now she wanted more. Not fucking, necessarily. That would come as a natural course of events. There was plenty of time for some stimulating sex play. They didn’t always do enough of that. She slid one hand down Roger’s body, headed toward his groin.

Her husband responded to her overture of continued passion by reaching over to play with her tits. They were still swollen with lust and desire, hard and firm under his hands. The instant his fingertips began to toy with her big, bloated nipples, Kay pushed her hand through the thick tangle of cock hair and grasped his prick.

It took only a few minutes of playing with his semi-erect cock before it was completely stiff. Kay felt a lewd thrill shoot through her as his rod rose between her fingers.

She leaned over and licked Roger’s lips, then kissed him hard. He sucked on her invading tongue hungrily, drawing it farther into his mouth, at the same time massaging her tit until he had the nipples as big as the end of his finger.

“You have such a nice hard-on, lover,” Kay murmured. She slid her hand up and down the long, thick shaft. She had always liked the feel of his cock; it’s velvet-over-iron feel. Now it felt so hard, so alive, throbbing and pulsing in her fist. “If it feels good, do it. Does what I’m doing to your cock feel good, lover?” she said, slipping the skin off of the head and then back up again.

“Oh, yes, baby! Wonderful!”

“You’re going to jack off for me one of these days.” it was a statement, not a request.

Kay hunched up on her hands and knees and began to kiss his hard, smooth chest.

She lingered for a long time on the buds of his male nipples, licking them until the points were as hard as nail heads. Then she moved down to his navel and tried to put the tip of her tongue as deep inside the little indentation as she could get it.

She knew from experience that her husband responded to a lot of the same kind of foreplay that turned her on. And his responses were almost the same as hers.

He had always been able to turn her on by using his tongue on various parts of her body and now she was doing the same thing to him.

Roger’s moans and the twisting of his hips told Kay what effect she-was having on his male erogenous zones. She knew that by licking his chest and nipples and navel, she could g amp; his cock rock-hard, standing up like a telephone pole between his thighs.

Sure enough, when she moved her head south of his navel, her nose bumped into the stiffened column of prick. She lifted herself a bit higher on her hands and ovaled her mouth over the hard, purplish knob on the end of his shaft.

She licked it slowly and lovingly, using plenty of saliva so she could roll the large glands under her tongue. His foreskin covered the head. She gently pulled it down and let his cock sink into her hot mouth.

“Oh Jesus!” Roger hissed. ‘That feels so damned good, baby! Suck it! Suck me off!”

Kay lifted her worming tongue and sucking mouth from the head of his prick and said, “That’s just what I’m going to do, lover. You can cum in my mouth. You like that don’t you… want me to be your cocksucker?”

“Oh, damn, baby, don’t talk! Suck!”

Kay began licking just the column of his prick. She lapped with long, languorous strokes, working her way down under his balls. In response to her activity, he got turned on to the point where he wanted to please her again, the same way she was pleasing him.

Kay felt a thousand daring chills of pleasure tear through her body as Roger’s head moved up between her thighs. His tongue reached out, made one or two testing probes, then found the dead center of her slit.

He could feel the soft blonde whiskers around her cunt as they flattened themselves against his lower face. He pushed his open mouth as far into the scented folds of her twat as he could get it, and then ran his tongue even deeper into her pleasure channel. He drank her pussy nectar as he lapped at her heated hole.

Kay began to go a little crazy with the intensified pleasure her husband was giving her. She simply loved having her pussy licked and sucked. As Roger had said a few days earlier, she was a very orally-oriented person. She shivered with joy. With a deep sob of lust, she covered Roger’s cockhead again, sucking with long, greedy strokes of her mouth and throat, taking his long, thick prong right down to the roots with each downward plunge of her head.

To reward her for the pleasure she was giving him, Roger shifted his attention from her hot, weeping cunt walls to the rigid, throbbing clit that was sticking way out of the pliant folds of her cunt lips. It was big, one of the biggest he’d ever seen. He knew from experience ‘that a woman likes nothing better than having her clit licked and sucked. Not even fingers on her cunt gave a woman as much pleasure. And Kay was no exception. He sucked and licked and chewed gently on the turgid bud of sensitive flesh of her female cock.