He arrives home from a long day at the office. Tired and beat, he seeks a quiet evening with the wife. The children are on vacation with their grandparents. The highly sought after peace and tranquility was now being disturbed by a deadline from work. Each night romantic plans are pushed back, replaced with a warm meal and a soft pillow.
Exiting the car he walks along a cobblestone sidewalk towards a beautiful Colonial home. The lawn is plush yet well maintained. Maple trees display the fall foliage of fiery red and orange leaves. A cool breeze lightly blow's, a warning to all winter is approaching.
Closing the door behind him he leans forward placing the briefcase on the floor next to the 'Mission' style hall stand. Picking up the mail he quickly scans for bills, before placing it back into the wicker basket. He is surprised the wife wasn't there to greet him with a kiss and questions about his day. Curiosity get the best of him as he investigates the wife's were about.
He walks through the living room making his way to the kitchen. Diner isn't cooking, the table hasn't been set and a woman is missing from view. The pulse quickens as he tries to rationalize. Then a thought comes to mind, maybe she's upstairs taking a bubble bath. It was planned for tonight and she is probably not going to accept excuses. Not after missing the previous two night's activities.
The stair wall is filled with family photos, happier days that brought joy to the family. The wedding, the birth of each child and the life as they grew gave the home a warm loving feel. Passing by unaware of their existence he reaches the top step. The eyes look upon the pool in the back yard through a picture window, before he turns right to the bedroom. The door to the master bedroom is open slightly. He spies movement in the bed. A passionate moan echo’s softly. He stops and pears through the opening.
The wife is lying flat upon the bed with her head turned to the side on the pillow. The eyes were close so to enjoy the feeling completely. The left arm is extended gripping the side of the mattress tightly. Her breath is quick and labored. The right hand playfully strokes his hair as he consumes her.
A warm moist muscular tongue massages the inner lips. Gently stroking upward, across and downward, teasing the opening of her canal, round and round. He tastes the nectar and feels the warmth emanating from within. The tongue forcefully moves upward and quickly flicks the clit, with a side to side motion. Before the mouth surrounds and suckles the tender fleshy mound, teasing it with the tongue every few seconds.
The nipples harden as the stomach became tense. She grasps his hair as the fingers curl making a fist. Suck my clit you mother fucker, rumbles outward from deep within. He sucks harder and stiffens the flickering tongue. The sounds were unmistakable as she fully explodes. She releases the bed and with both hands grabs his head firmly; forcing the face upon her as she rubs her wet pussy against him.
The roughness of the beard like sandpaper, felt wonderful. She rubs herself upon him harder. The nose penetrates for a second; the mustache tickles as she kept rubbing. Her heart yearns for more as she finds that magnificent tongue again. The body tightens while an intense wave of Exodus ravages her.
Warm nectar streams along the vaginal track splashing against the tongue, much like a wave breaking against a rocky shore. Rolling over the obstruction it floods the cavern. Wave after wave travels along the same path until the babbling brook stops gushing. The cavern walls collapse revealing a passage. The fluid is drawn toward the opening as an undertow is created. There is no escape as the pulling force is too great. Closing upon, gravity increases the speed of the flow. The fluid reaches the crest and plummets downward, falling to the valley below. The nectar tastes sweet as the esophagus enjoys.
Satisfied he has collected all, the tongue glides down along the right inner thigh, gently bathing the flesh. Warn and moist the tongue tantalizes the nerves. The touch sent another erotic sensation throughout her body, as she enjoys the first. Quivering, the feeling overwhelms the mind, causing the body to move about uncontrollably. She is unaware of what is happening as the orgasmic wave ran its course.
His hands wrap around the legs. He rose to his knees as he pulls her legs to him. Excitement builds as she slides along the bed. He escorts the legs into the air as an arm secures them to his chest. Grabbing hold of his swollen cock, he pushes through the lips. Moist, he slides within with ease. The cock blazes along a well traveled path. The vaginal walls surround increasing the friction as he plummets into darkness.
