My wife was covered up, listening to Sirius radio on our TV. I locked the bathroom door so we wouldn't be interrupted. I moved over to the bed and pulled the covers from her naked body. I crawled up between her spread thighs and breathed in the wonderful scent of her pussy.
Eating pussy is one of my favorite pass times. Unfortunately, I am probably not that good at it, as I have never licked a woman to orgasm. But that doesn't stop me from trying.
I started at the bottom, running my tongue up and into her already wet hole, wiggling it a little to get a good taste of her juices. I then slowly moved up to her sensitive little clit.
I used the underside of my tongue to gently rub across her clit. I started off with a very light touch, moving slowly, warming her up. As she started to moan and wiggle, I moved a little bit faster, moving my mouth up and down along her clit, as my tongue made faster, then slower licks back and forth.
I kept this up for several minutes, changing the speed and pressure constantly, but slowly. All this time her hips were bucking and her thighs were quivering. My hands were on her hips and she was grabbing my forearms as she bucked her clit into my mouth.
She then reached down with her right hand and pulled the skin back at the top of her cleft. Shortly, her left hand joined her right, opening herself up to my tongue, exposing her hard clit.
My tongue never stopped moving. Back and forth, up and down. She was shaking all over, but she wasn't cumming. That was not allowed for her tonight. I finally stopped and began to crawl up her body.
I slipped a finger into her wetness, gently and slowly massaging her G spot. She moaned and threw her head back, grabbing at the sheets. I don't want her to cum, so I slowly pulled my finger out, teasing her clit as I passed it, making her moan once again.
I kissed her and she said "You taste like me." She likes the taste of her juices and I love sharing them with her.
She reached down with her right hand and rubbed my semi-erect cock against her wet lower lips. "You are wet, too," she said.
"I wonder why?" was my reply.