Please enjoy this new story. It is a work of fiction, intended for adult readers. All characters are adults, eighteen or older, and unusually horny.
Taylor VanCannon.
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I'd just hung up the phone as Blake, my husband, came in the front door to our 15
th
story condo in Arlington, Virginia. "Hey," I said, glancing up at him.
He set his briefcase down and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tight.
"You're in a good mood," I said. "Good day at work?"
He nodded. "I landed a new account and earned a big fat commission. What do you say we head to shore this weekend... get a nice B&B in Cape May?"
I stepped out of his embrace and led him over to the couch, avoiding eye contact.
"This doesn't look good," he said, taking my hand. "Problems?"
I nodded. "My mom called... she's putting my sister on a red-eye tonight."
"Which sister?"
"Debbie."
Blake was dumbfounded. "She's coming here... to stay with us?"
I shrugged my shoulders and heaved an enormous sigh. "I couldn't say no... Mom insisted it was a serious family emergency."
Blake gave me a dubious look. "For how long?"
"She didn't say... but I think it might be for the rest of the summer, at least until freshman orientation starts at Catholic."
"Catholic University... here?" Blake planted his hands on his hips, arms akimbo, clearly annoyed. "I thought she'd been accepted at the University of Portland."
"She was," I said, "but Catholic was always an option."
"What the fuck, Suzette," he said, exasperated. "What kind of trouble is she in now?"
Blake rarely used my full name, so I could tell he was pissed. Debbie was a wild child and trouble naturally found her. She'd been suspended from school twice, and was lucky she was allowed to graduate. "Mom wouldn't say... just that it would be best for the family if she got out of town."
"Best for who?"
I scowled at my husband. As the oldest of three sisters who grew up in a small town along the Oregon coast, I led the way in causing our parents' grief. Dad was a pharmacist and owned the only drugstore in town... so everyone knew our family. As if this wasn't enough, Mom was the town mayor and Dad was also a deacon in our church. Debbie, my younger sister, was apparently the latest screwup in the family. "Can you blame them?"
Blake shrugged his shoulders. "What about our plans for the summer?"
"We'll make it work... teaching gives me the summer off and she's pretty independent... maybe she'll find a job and she can look after herself."
"Fat chance," Blake said, "you really think she's ready to turn over a new leaf and suddenly become responsible?"
I giggled and snuggled closer to my husband. "Probably not, but let's hope for the best." I ran my fingertips along his thigh, hoping to distract him.
He threaded his fingers through my long brown hair and whispered into my ear. "Do you really think a blow job is going to mollify me?"
I smiled and kissed him tenderly. His lips parted, and I probed his mouth with my tongue. "It's always worked before," I said, unbuckling his pants.
He grinned as I pulled his tie out from under his collar. I unbuttoned his shirt and ran my hands over his muscular, nearly hairless chest. I never tired of his boyish good looks.
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his long, thick cock. "Am I that predictable?"
I nodded as I knelt between his legs and yanked his pants down to the floor. His cock was just inches from my mouth when he jerked it away.
I looked up at him quizzically.
"If I'm going to agree to this... to letting Debbie staying with us... maybe I should be calling the shots?"
I didn't have the heart to tell him her visit was already a done deal. Blake was usually content to let me take the initiative in our relationship, and I did my best to keep it fresh by anticipating his needs. "Okay," I said seductively, "tell me what's on that nasty mind of yours?" I teased the head of his cock with my tongue, swirling it around to get him nice and wet.
He wrapped his fingers around his cock and pulled it away from my hungry mouth. "Lick my balls."
I tried to hide my look of surprise; for all the times I'd blown him I had no idea licking his balls turned him on. I couldn't resist hamming it up for him. "Your wish is my command... master." I left a trail of glistening saliva as I worked my way down his shaft, then extended my tongue and gingerly used the tip to toy with his plump ball sacks.
"I like that," he said, "now suck on them... one at a time."
I did as he asked, filling my mouth with one of his swollen balls and sucking it into my mouth as far as I could.
He tapped my forehead with his cock to let me know it was time to switch balls.
Being told how to please him turned me on and I discretely slipped my hand down inside my panties. It came as no surprise that I was wet... very wet.
He lifted his feet and brought them up to rest on my shoulders, opening himself up to my probing tongue. I lavished his balls with my wet tongue as he spread my saliva along his hard shaft.
"Suzi," he said in a plaintive voice, "go lower."
I gazed up at him, realizing that lower could only mean one thing.
He sensed my hesitation. "Please," he said, hoping that he hadn't pushed me too far.
I took a deep breath and slid my finger deeper into the wet folds of my pussy. If I denied him now... our entire summer might go up in smoke. The touch of my finger on my clit sent a wave of pleasure through my body... and gave me the courage to press on. I used my free hand to nudge his legs open until I could see into the dark crack of his ass. I closed my eyes and tentatively probed below his balls with the tip of my tongue.
He moaned and stroked his hard cock while I probed my cunt with a finger.
I discreetly sniffed, fearful I might be in for something unpleasant. Fortunately, all I could smell was his cologne, and I wondered how long he'd been planning this little adventure. I pressed on, probing the depths of his ass crack with my tongue.
"Oh fuck, Suzi," he said. "That feels so hot... keep going."
I knew what
keep going
meant, so I pressed my face into his ass crack and rimmed his asshole with my slippery tongue. I pushed a second finger up into my throbbing cunt.
"Fuck, Suzi," he bellowed, "that's gonna make me come."
Me too
, I would have said if my tongue wasn't busy probing his tight pucker.
We came together. Blake erupted, furiously jacking cum everywhere while my body convulsed with pleasure.
As I came down from my orgasmic high, I lifted my head and gave his oozing cock a gentle kiss. "That was... different."
He smiled and ran his fingers through my hair. "Did I push you too far?"
I giggled. "At first... but then I couldn't stop myself. Do you realize that we both watched each other come?"