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I put both hands on Jack’s shoulders and began to push him down. He didn’t resist and as soon as he was kneeling before me, I raised my leg and rested my foot on the computer desk top. Between his cumming in my pussy earlier and the pussy juice that had been flowing the entire time we were looking at porn, my pussy was a sodden mess.

“Look at my creampie pussy, baby. Mmmm, doesn’t it look good? Good enough to eat? Look at how wet I am, Jackie. I need to cum, too, baby and with your cock temporarily out of commission, only your tongue can do it for me. Eat me, baby. Lick my pussy and suck your creampie out of my pussy.”

Jack leaned forward but too slowly for me. I pulled his face into my cunt and ground my hips against his face. “Oh, yes, Jackie, .eat your woman’s pussy. Pretend it’s full of my bull lover’s cum, huh? Yes, baby, lick all that creampie off your wife’s pussy.”

In a flash, Jack lost any and all reservations. Like a hungry dog he sucked up the juices that were literally running out between my pussy lips. He moaned and whimpered like a baby sucking his momma’s tit. His enthusiasm was contagious. His licking and sucking was expert and soon I was cumming like a cannonball. My legs trembled so badly that I thought I might fall. One, two, three orgasms followed each in waves until I was crying from happiness and, well, .divine ecstasy. Jack and I had taken a huge step and I was going to make damned sure that we took a lot more.

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I spent the next week, almost every hour of the day until Jack came home, on the internet. I was continually amazed at the amount and variety of sex going on in the world. My pussy was in a constant state of wetness but I restrained myself from masturbating, saving those orgasms for when Jack arrived. I was equally amazed at myself. How I had changed. My god, I could hardly believe it was me looking in the mirror every morning. I had gone from a relatively simple, unremarkable, somewhat submissive and docile housewife to a sexually aggressive, confident woman. But, one thing was for sure, I loved my new self.

The poor dear, Jack was having some difficulty adjusting to the massive changes that had occurred in our lives due to his “confession”. Every day since he first sucked his creampie out of my pussy I’d been surprising him with something new that I’d learned on the Net when he came home. Here’s a quick synopsis of how that week went (his cum sucking happened, conveniently, on a Sunday evening so Monday he was off to work and “the week” began):

Monday: I met Jack at the door wearing a push-up half-bra (which I don’t need, but was about the sexiest bra I had) and thigh high sheer stockings, no panties. The surprised look on his face was priceless! “Welcome, home, darling. Get your clothes off, here!now. I’ve been waiting all day for you to get here.”

I didn’t help him. Rather, I stood watching, rubbing my pussy as Jack undressed. Finally, he was finished and I pushed him to his knees and pulled his face into my pussy. He was immediately “into it” and I fucked his mouth for several minutes before pushing him away.

“Follow me, baby.” I pulled him and led the way into the living room. Once there I sat on the sofa and spread my legs. “Come and kneel between my legs, darling.” As I had thought, his kneeling put his cock just a little higher than my pussy, resting on the edge of the sofa.

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