Vivian grinned at him, lewdly, “You always enjoy it… don’t you?”
“Yes… and if you don’t get busy.. I’ll have to do something drastic!”
“Like what… Daddy…?” She feigned terror.
“I’ll get out that twelve inch dildo… and give you a real going over with it!”
She shivered, delicately, “Oh, Matt… you scare me to death with threats like that…” she smiled. “Will you do it right away?”
“Yeah… later,” he promised. “Now, quit talking… and use that beautiful mouth for something worthwhile!”
“All right, Darling…”
Obediently, her lips returned to his body, trailing moistly down across the still hard-muscled, flat belly, her fingernails scratching lightly over the erect length of his throbbing cock that reached up, yearningly, toward the ceiling. She hovered over him, now, on all fours, her face poised just above the blood-engorged cock-head, the warm, moist air of her breath washing over it, for a moment or two.
Matt sucked in breath, deeply as his wife knelt there over him to take his massive cock in both hands. Using her open palms, she rolled the hardened rod of flesh between them, slowly. He raised his head to watch her, as delicious sensations centered there, bringing his prick to even greater pulsing hardness. Then, with practiced expertise, she gripped the shaft of his expanding cock with both hands, and much as she were wringing dry a wet garment, her hands moved in opposite directions, gently yet firmly, several times. Laceratingly ecstatic sensations were produced, instantly, in him, and he groaned aloud. “God… Vivian… get it in your mouth… and start sucking!”
His loins thrust upward, toward her waiting lips, involuntarily, even as the warm moistness of her open lips captured the sensitive head of his wildly pulsating cock. Reaching down, he tangled his fingers, tightly, in her hair to guide and control the rhythm of her head as she began to move with slow, sure and even strokes, each one absorbing more of his hard length into her mouth and throat. With his head still raised, slightly, he watched her hollowing cheeks and nibbling, sucking lips. His watching seemed to make the sensations that much more acute and exciting; at the same time, he could feel her tongue as it swirled around and around, crazily, inside her mouth, caressing him. Then, he felt her teeth, as she allowed them barely to graze him, eliciting even stronger erotic sensations. Damn! There isn’t anybody like Vivian! She really knows how to turn a man on!
Almost all of one wall of their expensively furnished bedroom was covered with a huge plate-glass mirror. He laid back on the pillow and turned his head to look into it. He could see the entire bed; especially, he had a perfect profile view of Vivian’s face, as he began to thrust his hips up, now, in countering rhythm to her bobbing head. He could see, plainly, the shaft of his big cock moving in and out of her ovaled, lipstick-covered lips. The erotic sight caused him to jerk his loins up into her face, until in the mirror, it seemed she was taking all of it down her throat. Only a little stretch of his shaft showed, white and glistening above his hairy loins and below her tensile-tight lips. Her nose nestled into the thatch of his pubic hair, each time her lips came down, sheathingly, over him.
Her tongue, with a nerve-tingling lick on each out stroke made the lust-inflated head of his cock throb and jerk with ever-increasing exquisite sexual excitement. He watched, with salacious satisfaction, in the mirror, as her lips were pulled out, clingingly, to the flesh of his prick, then stuffed back in, again, on the in stroke. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on her stimulating task, and he knew that she, too, was enjoying it as she always did.
Briefly, his mind drifted to Faye Wright. He really enjoyed introducing women like her to the first joys of uninhibited sex. He could see her now, in his mind’s eye, as he shoved his cock into her mouth for the first time. Hell! If anybody can teach her… I can! Her education is long overdue! It was really going to be fun to watch her when he pumped his hot semen down her throat… and forced her to swallow it!
“Come on, Vivian… suck it!” he grunted. “I’m getting pretty damned close… already!”
Below, his wife slaved over his big cock, doing his bidding, one hand going to his heavy, ball-laden sac, her fingers scratching lightly over its wrinkled surface; then, she trailed a tantalizing finger down to tease the sensitive little opening of his anal orifice. In the mirror he saw Vivian’s beautiful torso crouched over him, her black hair falling down, now, over his loins, the soft brushing sensation of it increasing his own pleasure. Her breasts danced, prettily, below, as her whole body was absorbed in her erotic task, and he could see tiny droplets of perspiration forming on her skin. One thing’s sure… Vivian really puts herself into it…!
He could feel the pressure building in him. It wouldn’t be long now! His cock in her mouth felt like it was expanding to even more massive dimensions. The acid burning sensation in his urethra felt like a burning fuse leading to the dynamite stick of his ready-to-explode cock. God! He felt like it was ready to explode… now!
Convulsively, his loins jerked up hard against her face. He heard her muffled voice of protest, but he ignored it. It was almost there! The building torture of the sexual tension was almost too much. He had to cum!… Then, suddenly, he felt everything give way, inside him, deep in his loins, and he felt the racing, pumping stream of semen as it hosed through the length of his cock with convulsive force. He gasped with the exquisite final release from the torturing need to cum, and gave himself over to the enjoyment of the delicious rapture of it.
His cock commenced a wild, jerking action, expanding even more in the confines of her mouth, shooting his cum, machine-gun like, without warning, into his wife’s insanely sucking mouth, filling her oral cavern with a barrage of his hot, white sperm. Her cheeks bloated out around the shaft of his cock, and he thrust his loins up into her face with a final, muscle-tensing plunge to drive his massive shaft the final centimeter into her throat. She was forced to swallow it. He had pulled her head down hard against his loins, at the same time, and he could hear her throat working as she swallowed and swallowed; then, she crooned and mewled over him.
“Keep on… sucking!” he gasped. “God! Keep… sucking!” He didn’t want it to stop… ever.
Vivian knew her husband… knew what he wanted. She kept right on sucking wildly on his jerking cock, as he continued to ejaculate his load of sperm deep into her mouth.
Finally, with one last mighty groan, the last of his cum was emptied into her hotly milking throat, but she went on, continuing to nibble and suck gently, until every last drop of it was sucked deep into her hungering belly. Then, she used her tongue to lick the deflating cock-head clean. As it returned to what she knew would be only a temporary flaccid state, she released it from her mouth and rested her head on his thigh.
Matt emitted a shivering sigh of satisfaction and relaxed down into the soft bed, his hands caressing his wife’s beautiful face, reveling in the smooth, unblemished texture of her creamy skin.
After a few moments of quiet enjoyment, she slid, sinuously up his body, captured his lips and kissed him hard, her tongue searching into his mouth, and he could taste the pungent flavor of his own seminal essence that still remained, faintly, in her mouth. Finally, when she broke the kiss and cuddled down alongside him, he murmured: “That was great… Baby Doll… just great!”
“I wanted it to be good for you, Matt… after what you did for me with your tongue on the couch…”
“MMmmnn…” he acknowledged. “I’m going to take a little nap, now… to rest up a bit!”
“All right, Darling…” she agreed, snuggling up closer to him.
She knew it was only the beginning of a wonderful day… and night… and she was terribly glad she was married to him. Most of the other professional men she knew would have been on the golf course… But, not Matt Bender. His favorite indoor sport was right there with her. Just before she drifted off to sleep, she wondered what sort of a man Bill Wright could be. I can’t imagine a man… not being able to raise an erection! She reached out to her husband’s cock… to reassure herself.