Robin Peters - Nasty daydreams

When Roger came home from work, Kay had everything for the special dinner ready, including herself.

He took a long look at the voluptuous body under the pale blue gossamer harem pants and top and gave a low whistle of appreciation. She had taken a long, leisurely bath, put on the right amount of his perfume and the special outfit.

“Like it? It’s new and just for you.”

“I’d have to be crazy not to like it. This certainly isn’t what I’m used to.

Damn, you’re beautiful!”

And she truly was. Long, reddish-blonde hair that reached almost to her ass; a lush, well-turned body with breasts that seemed to jut out to infinity and hips that provided a good handhold.

If Roger had any complaint about his wife it was that she had always been a little too inhibited and shy. He kissed her and accepted the glass of sipping whiskey and water she held out to him.

“Some special occasion?”

“No not really. Just wanted something different tonight.” This wasn’t entirely the truth. She wanted to show her husband that she could be the way he had said he wanted her to be.

They chatted idly as he showered. When he started to put on slacks and a sport shirt, she handed him a terry wrap-around that barely covered his ass.

“I feel half-naked in this,” he objected.

“That’s the general idea. Less trouble later. You’re more covered than I am at any rate.”

They sat side by side at the coffee table in front of the crackling fire, eating their salad, bread and onion soup. And drinking the wine she’d chilled earlier.

“You’re drinking that wine pretty fast, aren’t you?”

“Uh-huh. I like it while it’s still real cold. You shouldn’t complain. The more wine I drink, the less inhibited I get. And you’re the one who’ll benefit from that, sweetie!”

As if to prove her words, she reached under his short robe and fondled his cock. She shivered visibly when her hand closed around the hunk of fuck meat.

“I can build up the fire if you’re cold,” he teased.

“Silly,” she responded in a hoarse whisper. “Eat your soup. I spent all afternoon making it.”

“Mmmmm, French onion. My favorite. And big juicy steaks for later. You’re really going all out.”

Kay stroked his cock slowly, with a firm grip “All for you, my darling husband.

I want tonight to be special.”

“Aha, just as I suspected! You do have something planned.”

Kay nodded, her eyes twinkling, but didn’t speak. Let him find out as each surprise was presented.

They ate slowly and by the time they had finished their salad and soup, Kay had spent as much time fondling Roger’s cock as she had eating.

“I’ve heard that men like to watch women pleasure themselves. Is that true?”

“I suppose so. Some men do. Is that the something different you planned for tonight?”

“Part of it. I’m so horny and hot and it feels so good when I get myself off.

Not as good as when you do it, but still good. I just thought you might like to watch me jack off.”

Her hand was between her legs, under the transparent material. She had moved back from the table, sitting with her legs crossed. Roger could see her hand between her legs, but couldn’t see exactly what she was doing. Her face told him she either was playing with her clit or had a finger inside her pussy. Her aroma told him it had to be her finger in her pussy.

She pivoted on her ass so she was facing him. “Pull my pants off so you can see better.”

She lifted her ass so he could. Her hand remained over her pussy mound, her finger still working in and out of her hole.

“Now the top.”

He untied the knot holding the top together and removed it from one arm. Kay switched hands in her pussy so he could complete the removal.

“Now you can watch me.”

Roger was surprised by her blatant actions. It was definitely out of character for her. But he was not about to question it. More than once he’d asked her to jack off and let him watch and she’d always refused.

Kay laid back, one long, tanned leg on each side of him. She spread her cunt lips wide with the fingers of one hand. Exaggerating her actions so he could see every details and movement, she rubbed her clit into full erection.

One finger slipped into her pussy, then two and then three. She pumped them in and out slowly, looking at her husband with lusty eyes.

Wet, squishy sounds accompanied her actions.

Her other hand went to her tits, squeezing first one and then the other. She pulled at the hard nipples, elongating them, making them stand far out from the large, creamy globes. Roger had always liked the way her nipples got so thick when she was sexually aroused. When he sucked on them, he could really feel them in his mouth.

Then she put both hands between her legs and began gently massaging her clit.

The fingers pumping in and out of her snatch moved a little faster, as did the finger on her clitoris.

Like her nipples, her clit increased greatly in size when she got hot. It, too, was big enough to hold between his lips when he ate her pussy. She went absolutely wild when he sucked on it with his lips and worked the top of his tongue over it.

Roger reached out to her and put his hand on her creamy, swollen globe of tit flesh.

“Don’t touch! Just watch. I want to fly solo first.”

He removed his hand and stared at his -wife, eyes ablaze. His cock was very hard, standing tall under the short terry wrap, creating a tent in his groin.

Kay exploded in orgasm, her body stiff, her weight on her heels and shoulders.

Her ass twisted and jerked violently, only inches from his face. Her wails of joy echoed in his ears. The musky, erotic aroma of her hot twat filled his nostrils, so heavy he could taste it.

Both of her hands moved rapidly as she finger fucked herself and whipped her clit frenziedly. Her body became still as her orgasm subsided. She lay on her back a few moments, catching her breath, her hands still between her legs. Then she sat up.

“Did you like it?” she asked, smiling at him. “Yes, but probably not as much as you did.”

“It was wonderful knowing that you were watching. I’ve never done that before-let a man watch while I did that. For that matter, I’ve never done it in front of anyone!”

“Do you jack off often? Don’t I keep you satisfied?”

“Yes, to both of your questions. But one doesn’t have anything to do with the other. I like to cum. I never admitted that to anyone before, but I do. I never told anybody that I jack off, either. I take a long, slow bath most every morning after you leave for work and rub my clit good while I’m in the warm water. I even use the pulsing shower massage on it sometimes and get off that way.” She blushed slightly and grinned shyly. “Now, I have another special surprise for you.”

She crawled over to the couch and removed several objects from a bag and returned with a small, slender vibrator.

“I use this on my clit. Lie back and let me show you how it feels.”

When Roger was lying on his back, Kay unsnapped the terry wrap and pushed the ends out of the way. He heard the buzzing begin when she turned on the vibrator. He recoiled when it touched the sensitive head of his prick.

“Just lie still, darling. I’m not going to hurt you. You’ll really like it.”

She ran the vibrator lightly around the knob, then down and around the shaft, in a spiral motion. Over his balls it went, then under them just above his asshole. He groaned as sensuous feelings rippled out from the sensitive spot.