She leaned closer.
She could feel the heat of his cock and balls waft into her excited face and she knew that her face was flushed and glowing. The cock-hungry wife had lost all her inhibitions now that she was so close to Mike's massive prick, her mouth watering for it.
Claire managed to smile, she said, "Oh, yes… I'll suck you off, Mike. I'll milk your prick and drink your cream."
"Yeah!" he grunted, aroused, perfectly happy to settle for a blowjob instead of a fuck… but thinking, too, that maybe he would make her fuck him afterward, as well. His blackmail had worked the first time and he figured it would be good again, that he would come over for a blowjob or a fuck whenever he felt like it.
Why, he might even fuck the cock-teasing bitch's asshole, he thought.
But there was no hurry. First he wanted to enjoy her mouth. He wanted to see his fat prick going in and out of that haughty, aristocratic face, between those lips that had denied him. He wanted to drench her with jism and watch her swallow the stuff, both for the pleasure of it and to humiliate the woman who had toyed with him and teased his prick.
He could see that Claire was getting enthusiastic about blowing him, however. He rather wished that she was more reluctant, that she was forced to do it without enjoying it, herself. But he knew that a woman gives better head when she is in the mood for it, and he was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Claire leaned in, pushed her tongue out and started licking his bloated, hairy balls. Mike groaned. His hard balls jiggled around inside the loose skin as she lathered his sac with saliva. The bitch knew how to tongue, all right! She knew that she shouldn't just pop it in her mouth and suck, but that she had to work up to it gradually.
She lifted his balls, tonguing under them.
"Yeah, lap my cockmeat, you bitch!" he rasped.
Claire began to lick up his prickshaft, her hot, nimble tongue slipping back and forth, tracing up the line of his dark vein. She fluttered her tongue against the underside of his knob, where it flared out from his cockshaft and the vein spread out into the fat, bivalved head. Mike moaned with the wonderful feeling.
"You cocksucker!" he growled. "Lap it up, bitch! Tongue my cockmeat, you cum-drinking whore!"
But he failed to humiliate the woman. Claire was far too aroused for that. She looked up at him, amusement showing in her eyes. "Yes, Mike," she purred. "I'm a cocksucker. I love sucking cocks. And I'm going to milk you to the bone, you bastard."
Lowering her face, she began lapping him from his balls to his cockhead once more, running her tongue up with moist, slurping strokes, then zigzagging it up and down. A nugget of jism squeezed from the tip of his prick and ran down his cockshaft. She lapped it up with her tongue, and he saw her throat work as she swallowed it. It thrilled him to know that some of his cum was in the elegant woman's belly, that he was defiling her with his jism.
"Ummm, yummy," she purred.
"Jesus! Suck it!" he rasped, humping up from the chair, afraid that he was going to blow his wad before he got his prick into her mouth. As he thrust up, Claire tilted her head and fitted her lips to the underside of his cockshaft, playing him like a flute. His cockhead was leaking steadily now, foaming with jism. Some of it stayed on the tip of his cock, frothy, like whipped cream lathering his dark purple prickmeat. The rest of it trickled down into her lips. Her mouth slid up and down, slurping the stuff up.
"You're a bastard… but your cum is delicious," she purred. "I hope you got plenty of it because I'm real hungry."
"I got plenty!" he growled.
Christ, he thought, what if she milks me dry and doesn't get enough? That would humiliate the living shit out of me! But he wasn't really worried. He always came by the bucketful and had never had a complaint.
Claire slid her lips up to the tip of his prick now. She kissed his throbbing knob, then let her lips part and slowly fed his cockhead into her mouth.
"Ahhh…" he sighed as he felt his blazing prickmeat enveloped in her soft cheeks and pursed lips. She nursed on his cockhead, her cheeks drawing inwards on both sides and her lips peeling outwards. Her tongue was working against the underside of his knob, flashing back and forth under the fat wedge.
"Ummm," she purred. She glanced up at his face and was pleased to find his features contorted by lust. She knew that she gave great head and she wanted to drive Mike wild.
She only had the head of his cock in her mouth so far. The rest of his long, thick fuckrod stood out between his balls and her lips, throbbing violently. She had his balls in one hand. Her other hand flattened on his belly.
"Suck it! Suck my prick!" he wailed.
Claire began to bob up and down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel, the hairy apples of his balls. Each time she bobbed down, she took a little more of his cock into her mouth. Mike groaned and thrashed about as more and more of his meat went into her hot mouth. He reached down to place a hand behind her head, urging her to take more of it, to take it all.
"Swallow it, baby," he moaned. "Swallow my cock, get it all right down your fucking throat!"
Claire whimpered and bobbed all the way down. His fat cockhead wedged into her gullet and every inch of his formidable prick vanished into her greedy mouth and throat. Her nose rustled in his wiry pubic hair and her chin caressed his balls. He stared down, amazed to find that the woman had swallowed every precious inch, that she was deep-throating him, her lips parted at the very base of his fuckrod.
"You cocksucker!" he gasped, but it was no insult now. This was the best head that Mike had ever had and now he was using the word as a sort of compliment. Claire took it that way. She smiled around the mouthful of hot cockmeat.
The blonde began to go up and down again. She drew up until only the head of his cock was in her mouth and her lips had collared him just behind his big knob, paused to suck, then bobbed back down, taking his cockhead down her throat, consuming every inch of his delicious prickmeat. She was taking him in like a sword-swallower. Her lips pulled and dragged and sucked. Her tongue continued to slash against his cockhead and shaft as it went in and out. She tilted her head, varying the technique, taking his knob into one check and then the other and then taking it right down her throat once more.
As her lips pulled up, saliva ran down his fuckrod. Streaked with that saliva there was some of his milky jism. Then her lips went down again, slurping his meat back into her mouth, reclaiming her saliva and his jism. She sighed and purred. She swallowed. As much as Mike wag enjoying having his prick sucked, Claire seemed to be enjoying it even more, having gone suck-crazy on his cockmeat.
Claire slid her hand from his belly, then reached under him. She began to finger his asshole, then pushed one finger right up inside his shit chute, reaming the tight hole.
Mike yelped and his ass corkscrewed upward, driving his prick into her eager mouth. Claire began to tilt her head from side to side, rotating her compressed lips around his fuckrod. He bucked, plunging into her throat. Claire gagged as her air was cut off, then panted as his prick withdrew, sucking across every inch of it.
She drew up to his pricktip.
"Come," she whispered, her lips mouthing the words right on his meaty cockhead. "Cream in my mouth, Mike…"
"Yeah… yeah…" he gasped. His heels drummed on the floor and he threw his head back, his eyes rolling wildly and his mouth hanging open, lost in the thrill of her mouth-fucking skills. "Soon – keep sucking, baby. Suck the jism out of my balls, you sweet cocksucking bitch – you – cum-drinking tramp! Suck my cum out!"
Claire began to bob up and down faster and her tongue was flying around against his cockhead and shaft as she sought to bring him to the peak now. She was relishing his tasty cockmeat but now she yearned for the creamy dessert of his ejaculation.