"Good girl," I said. "Next time, don't make me ask."
"I don't know," she said. "I kind of like it when you grovel.....like the needy little bitch that you are." She smiled and leaned down to kiss my forehead.
"I'll be upstairs as soon as the kids leave for school," I said. She teasingly wiggled her ass while pulling her pants back up and headed upstairs. I wasn't long before I could hear the kids stirring. The next half hour would be painful. I'd be sitting at the kitchen table, rock hard, and eagerly anticipating our romp while waiting for the kids to get themselves out the door and off to school. The kids are in high school, one senior and one sophomore. They are self-sufficient...in the mornings anyway. We no longer need to spend an hour trying to get them out of bed, in the shower, fed, and out the door. It's nice that it frees up our overlapping mornings for loud, passionate sexploits that have been missing for nearly 17 years. No more silent orgasms for us!
With the kids finally out the door, I rushed upstairs to continue what we had started. I opened our bedroom door and left it that way. I walked through the bedroom and flung open the bathroom door. My beautiful wife is standing before me, wet hair in a bun, completely naked, and applying one of her 15 creams that are specific to each patch of skin on her body. No need to make fun of her for that right now. I scooped her up and carried her out of the bathroom to our bed.
During the short trip she apologized, "Sorry, I wasn't thinking and put cream on my tits. You probably won't want to suck on my nipples right now."
It was a minor inconvenience. I do love suckling on her nipples, but it really isn't necessary. "Not a problem, Love," I said. "I'm really more interested in eating your sweet pussy instead."
"Oooh," she gasped, happily. "Then you better get to it." As I lay her on the bed, her legs spilled open. There were no coy pretenses here. She knew what she wanted. I gave her a few soft and supple kisses, before lowering myself to her honeypot and getting to work. Damn! She had fully cleansed herself. I expected this but was hoping for get right back to the full flavor experience from earlier this morning. Don't get me wrong, clean pussy isn't terrible. It just doesn't compare to a pussy with a full day or more or sweat and secretions. As long as there hasn't been any cum inside, a pussy is much better off being unwashed then freshly clean.
I can tell she has been warmed up from my earlier licks. There is no flinching when I get near her clit. On first contact, she is already pressing her clit into my tongue. Still, I like to tease a bit. Even though she is ready, I won't solely focus on her clit right now. I lick her whole of her pussy, starting at the base of her hole, splitting her lips and gathering as much of her sweet nectar as I can. Just a brief circle and flick of her clit, before returning to the base. Each time my tongue crosses her opening, I let it slip in just a little bit deeper. With my tongue buried inside, I lick her inner walls and try to reach the backside of her clit. I am lapping up the entirety of her pussy. Inner, outer, full licks. Her juices are flowing fresh and finally replacing the clean taste of soap. By the time I return to her clit, she is already moaning deeply. I'm thoroughly enjoying giving her pleasure, but I want to move on to bigger and better things. I know just what to do to send her over the edge.
While continuing to glid my tongue across her clit, I rest my index and ring finger at the entrance to her hole. I circle the edge with my fingers, pressing slightly deeper with each cycle. She was wet enough that my fingers could have easily sunk right in without any resistance, but I still wanted to tease her a bit. Her moans grew deeper with each agonizing slow inch of penetration. Once I had both fingers fully inserted, I turned my hand over signaled come here, with the fingers inside her pussy, searching for the spongy ridges of her g-spot. Upon contact, her head tilted back, eyes rolled, and I watched a small tremor wave roll across her body. Her back arched and her moans become more of a high-pitched whimper as I continued stroking her g-spot. I switched between long and short strokes, just pressure, light pressure, and occasionally deep, deep, deep penetration. Trying to reach her cervix with my fingers. She put both hands behind my head and pulled in.
"Oh, FUCK,......yes.....I'm gonna......CUM!" I held constant pressure on her g-spot and sucked her clit into my mouth. She ground her pussy all over my nose and chin, covering my face in her exquisite juices. She knows to do this. I told her once, that this ensures that any bitches that try to talk to me will smell her and know that I am claimed.
As she came down from her orgasm and returned to reality, I crawled up beside her and gave her a deep wet kiss. Both of my knees where on her right side. I grabbed her wrists with my left hand and held them together above her head. My cock was dangling just above her mouth. I lowered myself, just enough, to drag my shaft and head across her lips. She parted her lips and the head of my cock dropped into her mouth. She sucked it in with some force, but I was easily able to pop it back out. She tried to grab it with her mouth again, but with my hand restraining her wrists above her head, she could only reach as far as her neck would allow. Straining, she gave up and dropped her head back onto the bed. I repeated this process a few times. Each time I removed my cock from her mouth, the lust in her eyes grew hotter. She wanted that cock in her mouth, but I wasn't letting it happen....yet.
Her legs were together and folded over to her left side. With my right hand, I influenced her to open her legs and felt her wetness with my middle and ring fingers. With the base of my palm on her mons, I bent up my two fingers up into the spiderman web slinging position. My fingers easily entered her pussy. I started with a gentle stroking motion, trying to rub my palm with the fingers that were inside of her. She let out a guttural moan and again strained her neck trying to get my cock back in her mouth. My strokes slowly transformed into more of an in and out motion, with the heel of my palm keeping pressure on her clit. Her left foot was planted on the bed and her knee in the air. This was causing just a bit of friction for my hand. With a couple of taps with my index finger on the inside of her thigh I convinced her to drop her left leg onto the bed. She obliged without hesitation and was now splayed out wide open on the bed. I picked up the pace with my hand in and out of her pussy.
I continued to temporarily dip my cock into her mouth. I absolutely loved watch the internal battle in her head. She so wanted my cock in her mouth, but when the strain was too much, she would have to drop her head back on the bed. With her head back, she would focus on the pleasure emanating from her pussy before remembering...oh yeah, I need that cock in my mouth. This back and forth went on until I could hear the sloshing sound of her wetness growing. I increase the pace one last time and felt a few droplets of spray on my wrist.
"Don't hold back," I said. "Push it out, push it all out!"
She screamed long enough for it to by interrupted by three breathes. A torrent of squirt was soaking my wrist and puddling in my cupped hand. I didn't stop stroking. Each time my hand made contact with her pussy, droplets of squirt were splashed across her stomach and tits. Some hitting my face and chest as well. When she finally stopped, I drove my cock back into her mouth. She devoured that cock for as long as I allowed it to stay in her mouth. I popped it out of her mouth and turned her over onto her hands and knees.
The wet spot on the bed was about 12" x 6". I love admiring my work after making her squirt.
"Look at what a mess you made," I yelled. "What kind of a whore pisses all over her marital bed?" I demanded with as much disdain as I could muster. She knew I was joking, so she just looked over her shoulder and wiggled her ass at me. With my right hand still soaking wet, I dragged it front and back across her ass and administered a good solid slap to each cheek. She let out a yelp, but did not pull away. I gathered as much saliva in my mouth as I could and drooled right onto the top of her ass crack. As it started to slither across her asshole, she gave me a little "oooohhoo" and wiggled her ass again. Before the spit could reach her pussy, I stopped it with my thumb and massaged it into her asshole. There was no resistance to this plundering. The guards abandoned their post before the fight even began.
"Ya, know," I said with my thumb fully inserted into her ass. "It's been a long time since I've taken this ass. Maybe I should send you to wok today with an asshole full of cum today?"
"No," she gasped. "You have to wait." I have no idea what she meant by this. My birthday was just a few weeks away, so maybe that was what she was getting at? But I wasn't sure
"I will obey your wishes today, but you know that this ass is mine and I could really take it whenever I please. Isn't that, right?"
"Uh-huh," she agreed with a murmur.
