Grant's eyes flew open and he gasped in astonishment as his beautiful wife bent lasciviously over his cock. He could hardly believe it! He could feel shivers of excitement running along his spine, and he could see her long pink tongue lapping wetly along the tingling surface of his prick. The blonde sensed his amazed stare and turned to gaze at him for a moment.
'I'm going to suck your… your cock.' she said softly, her eyes glowing, her luscious lips curved into a seductive smile. 'Would you like that, honey?'
Was that softly purring voice really hers? she wondered almost detachedly. Was she really saying those obscene words?
'Yes, oh Christ, yes,' Grant gasped, carried away by the moment, and lying back on the pillows, his heart racing. Another tremor shivered through him as she resumed her tonguing, wetting his glistening prick all over with her saliva, darting her agile tongue into the tiny glans opening at the tip, tantalizing the heavily pulsing shaft with her twisting, slippery oral caress.
Claire settled herself on the bed and moved her head closer to her enticing target. His pungent male odor permeated her nostrils and drew her like a magnet to the enthralling tingling flesh of his balls. Then, slowly, carefully, she parted her full red lips and slid them down over his huge cock, enclosing it completely in her mouth, and tightening just under it like an elastic band. Mmmmmm, she couldn't help thinking, it feels good – wonderful, in fact!
Instinctively, she began to glide her ovalled mouth down over his throbbing prick, enfolding as much of it as she could between her lips, until she felt the spongy cock head touching the back of her throat. Then she began to move her lips up and down his thick shaft, pressuring it almost unbearably each time, slipping the stiffened prick out until just the head was still enclosed, and then taking it all back into her wetly gripping mouth, until his crinkly pubic hairs grazed her face. Hex eyes closed and a look of pure lust masked her lovely face. She loved sucking his cock like this, she loved the feel of his pulsing shaft between her lips, just as she loved cradling his seething cum- filled balls in the palm of her hand.
'Oh Christ… it's fabulous!' Grant gasped as shudders spasmed through his naked body, and warm flurries of pleasure gathered deep inside his loins. He wanted to just lie there, having his cock sucked and kissed by his beautiful wife, as if he was in some kind of dream world. But he also wanted to see her.
Slowly he opened his eyes and he couldn't help the sudden sharp intake of his breath. Her long golden hair curtained her lovely face, and the light from the moon outside the window shone on it, making it glitter and radiate almost like a halo. Her face was almost ethereal and at the same time she was definitely earthily lusty as her red mouth circled around his hardened cock. The flabbergasted husband wondered for a long moment if it was, after all, just a dream, because he couldn't imaging his wife doing anything as incredible as this to him. Then he sank back once more against the pillows, letting the tantalizing vision fade from his view, but keeping it firmly in, his mind.
Claire continued to kiss and suck the thickly throbbing shaft between her lips, her tongue working frantically as it swirled and dipped and darted around his sensitive cock-flesh. She felt completely happy and fulfilled, indulging in a task which she suddenly found to be one of the most pleasing in the world, and she knew from the groans and sighs of pleasure emanating from the head of the bed that she was doing.a good job. Cock-sucking seemed to come instinctively to her as she teased the tingling rod of his prick in her mouth, dipping her tongue once more into the glans opening at the tip of the head, and flicking off a tiny drop of pre-cum juice which glistened there in the moonlight. She ran her busy tongue down the full length of his throbbing cock, right to the very base which was buried in black pubic curls, and she even took those in her mouth when she could.
For a moment she stopped her frenzied sucking and lapping of his hotly quivering prick, and dropped her tongue to lick at his cum-laden balls.
She felt the almost hairless skin crinkle under her touch, and immediately she closed her lips around his balls, taking as much of them as she could right into her mouth!
'Oh God, Claire, you're driving me crazy!' Grant couldn't help moaning as he writhed around on the fed. He was achingly alive from.the sensations rippling through him from his wife's wild sucking, and his head felt as if it was about to explode. Unwittingly, he reached up and tangled his fingers in the golden curtain of hair which he loved so much, and forced her head down harder against his jerking cock, which was lunging up lewdly into her mouth. Oh God, he was past caring what he was doing. He forgot all about his previous opinions on sex. His thoughts that any way of fucking but the standard way was wrong – and that oral sex was the most perverted of all – disappeared as he felt his wanton wife's tongue slither lewdly the length of his cock. All of it had left his mind and nothing mattered but that he was here with the most fantastic woman he'd ever known, or even imagined.
Claire sensed the quickening urgency in his lithe young body and redoubled her lapping and tonguing. As she continued to work her tongue frenziedly his lustfully trembling cock between her lips, she realized that he had crossed the threshold with acceptance. Before this, anything that had happened with Grant had been his own ideas and methods. But tonight, it had all been her own doing. She had calmly and rationally initiated this cock-sucking, and Grant hadn't given her the slightest indication or reason for not doing it.
It was just that she recognized the surfacing longings in her own body and was compelled to obey them. What would happen when this lewd spell she had woven was over she couldn't answer, but for now that didn't matter. All she knew was that she had made her choice and had decided to follow the impulses of her body. She would have to take the consequences, and she suddenly realized that she was so brave because she didn't mind the consequences – whatever they might be, they wouldn't be any worse than the ache in her cunt. They were worth it, for the sexual liberation which even now surged throughout her body.
But Grant, lying impassioned on the bed, knew nothing about her self-questioning thoughts. All he knew was that his cock felt as if it had been transformed into a time bomb, ready to be detonated at any moment. He was pounding his ass down into the mattress, and he couldn't stop the hoarse, lewd sounds which were spilling from his lips.
'Oh Christ, keep sucking my prick like that! Aaaahhh… keep succkkinggggg… aaaaarrrrggghhh!'
Claire felt his body stiffen and then he was ramming his pulsating cock far back against her throat. Her lips closed tightly around the thickly jerking shaft, and then she felt the first rush of his scalding juice as it erupted from the lust-bloated head and gushed up into her mouth. Greedily, she sucked it, feeling it trickle down her throat. Her cheeks hollowed and filled like a stranded fish as she accepted his seething cum, taking it gratefully in her mouth, not letting even a tiny drop escape.
'Oh God… oh God… don't stop!' Grant moaned unconsciously as his head tossed from side to side and he continued to force his ejaculating cock up into his wife's hungrily sucking mouth. The tantalizing pressure of her lips around his heavily pulsing prick added to his mind-erupting pleasure, as did her almost frenzied kneading of his writhing – balls. Claire closed her eves in blissful happiness.
As she still clung greedily to his rapidly deflating cock, she knew that all barriers had been removed, for tonight anyway. For this one night she was free to follow her impulses, which right now led her unerringly to her husband. He was all she was interested in, and she would show him how much she loved him and needed him. But she was afraid. What if Grant had been brought out of his dreamlike state by the cum she had sucked him to? What if he were mad at her? She wanted so badly for him to fuck her, but if he were mad he wouldn't, and she would be left with her hotly aching cunt and a belly full of his cum-juices which she had so hungrily swallowed.
Fearfully she stood over him and waited, holding her breath for his next move. He would have to be the one to make it now, and she was terrified at the thought that he would turn away from her.
Suddenly, Grant's hand reached up and clasped hers, holding it softly, lovingly. 'Claire, that was wonderful! I never thought I would be saying that about having my cock sucked. But it was marvelous!' He sighed with contentment.
'Oh, thank goodness, darling,' she murmured, throwing herself into his arms. 'I thought you might be mad at me.'
Maybe later he would be but for now Grant just smiled and folded her in a strong passionate embrace.
'I want to thank you properly for that,' he whispered. urgently. 'I want to do something special tonight!'
'Ooohhhh, what's that?' Claire whispered, excited already.
'Just wait and see,' he said enigmatically. 'Now get that nightgown off!'
Eagerly, Claire complied with his terse order. She didn't mind his seeming lack of romanticism, because it only
