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“Good,” she said, “because I’m switching to the big one.” I had three dildos: the small one that went with the harness that she was using, a big 10″ x 1.5″ one that also fit the harness, and a huge 12″ x 2.5″ diameter one that was soft, shocking pink, and had enormous balls that formed a base. It didn’t go in the harness, but I could sit on it and it felt damn great once I got used to it.

She pulled out of me, and I felt a great rush of grease slip out. “Gross!” she exclaimed. “Go use the toilet while I get the next one ready.” She was already pulling the latex gloves off.

Dutifully, I went into the potty and excreted the grease. I felt my asshole, cringing at how hot it was already. I would be sore very soon.

By the time I left the bathroom, Perra had the new dildo attached to the harness. She led me into the living room and at her command, I knelt in front of her to begin sucking her dick. My first task was to get it slippery with saliva, and then I bobbed on it, sucking madly. I had never felt more submissive, kneeling before my loving wife and giving her a nice blowjob. I had never loved her more.

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“I want you to keep my dick in your mouth,” she said. I looked up at her, nodding my acceptance. “Good, because I need to say some things and I don’t want you interrupting.” Her commanding tone stroked me, and for the first time I began to get hard again. “First of all, I know you have needs and I know now how I have been neglecting them. I’ve gotten all your emails. And letters. And notes. But I never really thought about how much these things meant to you. I know I have been selfish, and I am sorry.” Despite her command to keep the dildo in my mouth, she pulled it out and leaned down to kiss me deeply. “I love you honey. You must know that now.”

“I do,” I said, chancing to speak.

“Shhhh,” she smiled, and stood upright to stick her cock back in my mouth, then she continued. “I don’t know what all you need, but I want you to know that today is just the start. I’m going to work hard to be the wife you want and need, and I am going to read your emails and letters and notes to see if I can’t figure out what you need. I know you have a submissive side, and I have liked trying out this domination stuff. So that will be part of it, I am sure. I will also keep my hair cut like you want, and if you are a good boy I’ll let you buzz my nape between visits to the salon. Would you like that?”

I could only moan. Smiling, she began to move her hips, fucking my mouth. “Tell you what,” she said, “you said we could find some creampie videos on the ‘net on how to cocksuck. How about we both watch and learn?” She pulled the cock out of my mouth, picked up the toy bag, and took my hand to lead me upstairs to the den.

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“Oh my god,” I moaned. I still had not the slightest erection, but I was mentally cumming like crazy.

“Put your chest on the table, and spread your cheeks,” Perra ordered. As I did, I realized this was a scenario from one of my creampie stories to her. She was going to take me, use me, fuck me. I knew what was going to happen, and I couldn’t stop shaking. I had written the scene for her so many years ago, and I had lost all hope. Now it was coming true.

I felt her finger penetrate me, forcing my willing asshole open. I hadn’t played with the toys in ages, having lost the thrill when I thought my fantasy had no chance of coming true. Her finger wedged into me, opening my butt, paining me slightly. I knew I should relax, but it was damn hard in my excited state.

I had thought that she would be tentative with me. She had never really touched my asshole before. I thought she would feel the taboo, hesitating as she explored. Instead, she plumbed me with great authority, corkscrewing in and out with her finger. I felt my psyche sliding more into submissiveness as she became more overtly dominating. This was so pleasurable on so many levels it is hard to describe.

“Are you ready?” she asked.

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“Oh honey,” I moaned, not really answering the question, but she knew what I meant.

I felt the tip of the dildo against my dilated opening, and then she slid it in. “Damn,” she giggled, “its really greasy back here.”

“I’m sorry,” I apologized, although it was in no way my fault.

“Don’t be,” she giggled again. “I think it’ll make it easier to really fuck you.” Accordingly, she pressed her hips to my buttocks, then began to just plain fuck me. I mean, she humped me like a hound on a sexy leg!

The problem was that I was so greasy, I couldn’t really feel the pleasure of it sliding in and out. But soon the Crisco began to melt, dripping down my leg. The loss of the grease increased the friction, making it far more pleasurable. I let out a groan of pure pleasure, even though I was still not getting erect.

“Does it hurt?” she asked.

“Fuck! No!” I grunted, loving the pleasure so much.

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I cupped behind her head with my hand supporting her head as I fucked her as hard as I could. I felt her pushing against me, urging me to go deeper as I slid in and out. With the strong gel, her hair was rigid and her weightline felt even more pronounced as I fondled her nape. I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer, but when she moaned, “fuck me as hard as Grady did,” I lost it. Grady was my boss! “Grady left a big load for you at the gangbang,” she panted, totally into the fantasy.

Then it was my turn to give her a big load. Problem was, the condom captured all the cum, so I couldn’t feel her insides getting sloppy. But knowing I was going to eat creampie later made it stronger all the same. My balls felt like they turned inside out as I kept cumming into my faux gangbang wife.

I pulled out of her before I softened, and fell across the table next to her. I panted hard, exhausted. That had been a hard cum, and I felt so satisfied, physically, sexually, and emotionally. I closed my eyes, wanting to rest.

“Feel tired honey?” she asked, hopping off the table with a click of her heels on the tile. I murmured I was. “Good, then give me your condom and stay there while I get ready.” Ready? For what? Still, I was drowsy and did as she said. I barely got up enough to turn and follow her with my eyes. She tied the condom into a knot to keep the fluids in, then put it in the fridge. Next, she went to the toy bag and pulled out a couple things. Noticing that I was watching her, she showed the items to me: the dildo harness and small ’starter’ dildo. The she smiled pretty damned evilly.

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Trembling in anticipation of my oldest fantasy fulfilled, I watched intently as she seemed to move in slow motion. She put the harness on, sliding one leg through the sturdy leather straps, then the other. Then she pulled it up and belted the front buckle. She tightened the leg straps, and it was on firmly. This harness features a small prong that sticks out, to which the implements are affixed. She aligned the hole in the dildo, then slid it onto the prong. She held the dildo like a man holds his dick to pee, smiling privately at the sense of having a cock. Then she looked up at me through her bangs, her eyes finding mine. Oh God, she was beautiful!

She stepped to the pantry, and she pulled out the big can of Crisco we had formerly reserved for french fries. “I have Slippery Stuff in the toy bag,” I pointed out, all weariness now gone.

“I know,” she said, advancing on me, “but this seems nastier, doesn’t it?” She set the big can next to me, then continued to the garage. I was puzzled until I saw her returning with a couple pairs of the latex gloves I kept for when I was put finishes on woodworking projects. I couldn’t help but watch as she put on a pair of gloves, then reached in the Crisco. She had a handful, which she smeared onto the dildo. It was heavily coated with white grease, and she stroked it. “This is a pretty powerful feeling,” she told me. “I might get used to this.”

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“Yeah, clean their creampie from me,” she whispered, humping at my face. “Eat me like the slut you are.” She put her heels on my shoulders, then pulled them off and said, “Take your clothes off.” I quickly shuck my clothes, and sat down. She put her heels back on my shoulders, which dug into my muscles deeply as she resumed humping my face. The pain was wicked, but it sure stroked my submissive side. I rose quickly towards orgasm until I was moaning hard.

“You are so fucking sexy,” I muttered.

“Mmmm, thanks,” she said. “Would you really clean my creampie pussy if other guys left their cum in me?” Her tone implied that she thought the idea was hot too.

That made me think. Would I? Part of me said “yes, fuck yes,” but the other part worried over death and disease. “Maybe,” I concluded, “if we knew them well.”

“Oh, so if it was the guys from our Sunday School class, you’d do it?” she laughed. That kinda took the zip out of the moment, because it seemed so improbable. “But what other guys do we know well?” she pointed out. It was true; I had devoted so much of my life to my kids and family and work, that I hadn’t cultivated a group of close male friends.

“Maybe I should make some friends,” I said, continuing the fantasy.

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“Maybe you should,” she said. Then she grabbed my head and pushed it hard against her creampie pussy. I was getting alfredo sauce on my face, but I didn’t care. This was hot! Suddenly, she pushed me away. “Go get on a condom. We need to keep your load so you can eat a gangbang’s worth at once.”

I flew up the stairs to get the sex bag where I keep my condoms. It wasn’t there! “Honey, where’s the toy bag?”

“Down here, you fool!” I could hear her good-natured laughing. I flew down the stairs twice as fast, arriving in time to see her putting on heavy red lipstick. I only stared, feeling my balls twitch. “Do you like it?” she smiled.

“Hell yes,” I said enthusiastically. Her blood red lips and slicked back hair made her look like a butch dyke. I realized then that her hair wasn’t wet; it was held back with gel or something.

She watched me seductively, then peeled back the cheese on the last slices of alfredo pizza. She wiped as much sauce as she could off, then smeared it onto her pussy. She was very messy looking! “C’mon,” she purred, “you’re the last guy at my gangbang.” I scampered over as she got one last fingerful, and put it in her mouth. Hurriedly, I pushed into her as she pulled my face into a alfredo snowball. The illusion was very real.

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“Sure,” she said, holding out the bottle, then suddenly pulling it back. I was puzzled as she slid the pizzas aside, then got up to sit on the table. She had a mischievous smile, and spread her legs. I watched astounded as she put the bottle to her pussy, and slid it in! The long neck went a couple inches into her pussy, and she slowly pumped a couple times. Then she handed it to me, telling me to have a good taste.

“Damn, honey,” I said, putting the now-tangy bottle to my lips. It tasted of pussy and beer; what a great combination!

“Like the flavor?” she asked. I told her I loved it. “Then maybe you’d like some pizza?”

“I’m kinda full,” I said. Truth was that I could eat more, but I didn’t want that sleepy feeling.

Perra didn’t believe me. I watched her grab a slice of pepperoni pizza and pull the cheese off. Then she smeared the slice all over her pussy, covering it with sauce! Daintily, she plucked a pepperoni slice off, rolled it up, and inserted it half-way into her cunt. Damn!

“Damn!” I said.

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“Are you sure you’re too hungry?” she pouted. Then she laughed as I dove between her legs. Like the eager slut I am, I licked at the sauce voraciously. I saw that the red dye used in the pizza sauce slightly colored her flesh, which made it all the hotter for me. I bit at the piece of pepperoni last, trying to fuck her with the little thing. Mostly, I was just shoving my face against her fleshy pussy.

She gave me a second piece of pizza, this time actually pushing the tip into her juicy hole to get sauce inside. I took my time, trying to make her hot while I had my second slice. Perra had a seemingly endless supply of juices, which were seeping out of her continuously. I didn’t think pizza eating could get sexier.

“Hey, go into the garage,” Perra said. I was puzzled, but did as she instructed. I waited until she called me back in a minute later. She was still sitting on the table, but now her knees were closed. “What would you do if you came home from work and found me like this?” She spread her legs, revealing that she had wiped several slices-worth of alfredo sauce onto her pussy. “What if I had been fucked by four guys and left this for you?” The alfredo sauce looked just like creampie, globby and sticky, covering her crotch and inner thighs. There was sauce smeared thickly between her lips, looking for all the world like a creampie.

“Oh God,” I muttered, pulling a chair over to sit down and begin cleaning her from her “gangbang.”

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“Sounds good,” I said. Perra got up and I followed her into the bathroom. Again, I washed her head to toe, and she did the same for me. She surprised me by paying particular attention to my anus, which she had heretofore treated like enemy territory. Having her touching me there was strange, despite my years of longing for that touch.

I got out of the shower first, toweling off. I went to the chest of drawers to pull out underwear, and she called out “no underwear!” I felt a twinge of excitement, thinking she was wanting me to be a little racy in public too. “Put on your gray gym shorts and a t- shirt.” My gray shorts were a soft cotton, like a stretchy t-shirt. I threw them on with a Blood Center T I had gotten for donating blood (practically all my t-shirts were freebies from somewhere), then went downstairs to call the pizza place.

I ordered two large pizzas, a pepperoni and an alfredo pizza. The alfredo pizza had a white creamy sauce–and maybe it was alfredo sauce–covered with mozzarella. I was told it would be fifteen minutes before the pies were ready. “Be back in twenty,” I yelled upstairs to Perra.

I drove first to the grocery store, where I bought roses for Perra. It was now nearly 6:00, and people were getting their evening meals, so checkout took a while. The pizzas were ready when I got to CiCi’s, and I got home 25 minutes after I left.

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Perra was in the kitchen when I entered. Her hair was wet, slicked straight back except for her bangs, which were curled forward to play up her pretty blue eyes. The mass of wet hair really emphasized her weight line and clipped nape, making me horny despite how severe it appeared. She was wearing strappy high-heeled shoes that she had bought for my benefit years before, and had only worn once. Other than that, she was nude. I couldn’t help but stare at her bald pussy, which made her laugh.

“Down boy,” she smiled.

“I’m hungry!” I said, licking my lips and still staring. We both laughed at the cheesy double-entendre.

“Then let’s eat!” she said. We opened both boxes on the table and enjoyed a couple slices from each pie. I didn’t want to get overfull, so I slowed down. Seeing me pause, Perra said, “Get me a Shiner?”

I went to the fridge, returning with a long-necked Shiner Bock. I twisted the top off, and handed it to Perra. She took a long pull, gasping for air. The cold beer sounded good, but I didn’t want a whole one. “Can I have a taste?” I asked.

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“You can show me what you mean, later,” she said. “But now, you need to cum in my mouth so I can snowball you!” Wow! Saying that, she went back and sucked earnestly at me. She worked in almost my entire length, until I was at her gag spot. She held me in, sucking hard. Then she added the twist of jacking my shaft with her hand while sucking my head, and I lost it.

“I’m cumming,” I grunted. In the past, my declaration caused her to shrink away. Most often, she’d be hand jobbing me, and when I came she shifted her hand so as to not get splashed. Now though, she kept on jacking me while sucking my head, keeping the pleasure up. Streams of semen boiled out of my balls and through my urethra, splashing into her mouth while she mumbled “uh huh, uh huh” as if she liked it.

I laid flat, my chest now heaving. Perra pulled off me, moving to my face with her lips pressed tight. Oh God, she was going to snowball me! I thought about my favorite creampie story, where someone’s wife would go out into the parking lot and blow guys, coming back in with a “tight lipped smile”. The wife would kiss him, shoving the cum into his mouth. That image came to mind with Perra’s tight-lipped smile.

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She moved down as if to kiss me, but instead her fingers urged my mouth open. I laid there, my mouth open, in eager anticipation. Instead of bringing her mouth to mine, she let the cum drool out in a slobbery stream. Her first aim was poor, but soon my cum and her spit were pooling in my mouth. I wanted to get hard again, because this was so damn exciting. I had a mental orgasm when she finally brought her mouth to mine and kissed me, shoving her tongue into my mouth and swirling it around in the cum stored there.

The racy moment then devolved into a very hot kiss and finally ended with a passionate loving kiss. The afternoon was totally about lovemaking, despite the torrid sex. She was finally, finally!, loving me in the sexual way I had always wanted. Our ugly past was now in the past, and I could forget the pain and longing and loneliness. I loved Perra with my whole being. I didn’t think it was possible to love her more at that moment.

“Well, that was fun,” she giggled, laying her head on my chest and closing her eyes.

“I’ll say,” I laughed. “I love you so much, Honey.”

“I love you too,” she said, and then we were quiet for a long time. I thought she had fallen asleep, when she asked, “are you hungry?”

“A little,” I admitted. On cue, my stomach gurgled, which made us both laugh.

“Why don’t we take a quick shower to clean up, and then you can run to CiCi’s and get us a couple pizzas?”

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From time to time, I’d pull off and suck gently at her opening. Her juices drained out and into my mouth. As I pushed in the dildo again, I slobbered the juices onto her clitoris, bathing it. Perra loved it. She moaned loudly when I short fucked her opening, popping the fake dick’s head rapidly in and out of her while I tongued her sensitive pleasure bud. Her moaning got loud and then she was cumming. I watched as her pussy clenched around the dildo, throbbing so damn sexily.

Her orgasm made me hunger even more for my own. “Please let me cum,” I begged when she fell off me and laid panting next to me. I repeated my request, more urgently, when her chest stopped heaving.

“OK,” she said, rousing herself. Then she picked up the fantasy again. “So if you cum in Caren, you want me to eat a creampie out?”

“Only if you give it to me in a snowball,” I said. “I want to eat the creampie out too,” I pouted.

“A snowball?” she asked. I explained that a snowball was when she kept cum in her mouth, and then shared it with me. “MMmmm, so if I suck off Mike, you’d want me to snowball you too?” Her eyes had a malicious gleam.

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“Yes,” I groaned, imagining my new super-sexy wife bobbing on Mike’s cock, her cute bob a-bobbin’. Unlike many guys, I hadn’t spent much time imagining my wife with other guys. Not only had it not really interested me, since I was somewhat jealous, it seemed too far- fetched to even fantasize about. Now, though, it seemed almost plausible to think of her and another guy together. Shit!

I didn’t have to imagine her cock sucking for long. She moved into position and began to nurse at my cock. Holy shit, she was sucking me again! She seemed well past her distaste for hummers now. Even so, she wasn’t very talented at it, not having had much experience. “More suction,” I instructed, moaning loudly when she immediately sucked harder. My balls throbbed, wanting to shoot. “Now slide up and down on it, trying to get as much of my dick in as you can.” Oh! It felt so good, but “Less teeth!” I cried out, when she accidentally bit on me.

“Sorry,” she murmured, after spitting out my dick.

“It’s OK,” I said, “but it is distracting when everything else feels so good.”

“Hmmm, well maybe we should rent a sex movie tonight so I can see how to do it,” she smiled, licking me. “Seems to me you said you wanted to eat me while we watched porn together.”

Yes, I had said that, about 15 years ago. She had quite a memory for my fantasies; it was a crime she hadn’t acted them out until now. “No need to rent porn when we have a cable modem,” I told her.

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“What else would you do while I eat Caren?” she asked. Suddenly, she had put a name on the fantasy woman. Caren was one of the women I suspected would enjoy a nice foursome. It was highly plausible Perra could talk her into some swinging, if she even needed convincing. Now I could clearly picture Perra between Caren’s legs. It was a great picture!

“I’d eat you, but I’m afraid it’d block the view,” I said.

“How about if you suck Mike, since he’s been fucking me?” she suggested. Good Lord! Now she was stroking my bisexual side too. Mike was Caren’s husband. I groaned, sexual energy pouring over me as Perra opened another long-closed door. Admitting my bisexual urges to her several years ago had been hard, especially knowing she’d reject them (which she subsequently did). Having her now using those urges in a fantasy was a big switch indeed!

“Hold on,” Perra said, hopping off the bed. She went into the closet, and I heard her rummaging around. She returned with my “toy box”, which was actually an old Lands End nylon briefcase filled with my private sex gear. Perra had cringed at the idea of using sex toys, but now she pulled out my large life-like dildo, still attached to the strap-on harness. I’d used the dildo on myself many times, but the harness was used only in my fantasies.

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She detached the dildo from the harness, then hopped back on the bed and got on all fours over my head. I could look up at her flowing pussy while her face was near my cock. “This is the view you’d get,” she told me. She reached back and let the dildo fall onto my lips. “Now suck Mike,” she said, “get him ready to fuck me some more.”

She guided the dildo into my mouth, forcing in two inches of the 10-inch shaft. I nursed at it, getting ‘Mike’ wet, imaging his cock drooling precum. As if reading my mind, Perra pulled the dildo out and put it into the puddle of precum on my belly. She coated the head thickly, then brought the dildo back into my mouth. Now it was even more sexy, like I could concentrate on removing his precum before he fucked my wife.

I was moaning wildly as I worked the dildo. “You’re pretty good at that,” she marveled. “Now, you take it and fuck my pussy like Mike would fuck me.”

She let loose her hold on the dildo and lowered her face to my hip. I gripped the dildo, and guided it to her opening. Then I slowly inserted it while sitting up to wriggle my tongue on her clit. Thankfully, she spread her knees farther apart, lowering her self so I could lay back and still tongue her pussy. While she whimpered at the size of ‘Mike’, I slowly pushed in the dildo all the way I could— it seemed to hit something before the last two inches went in—then pulled it out. I licked the union of the dildo and her pussy, cleaning the ample fluids off. Then I pushed in again, carefully judging the depth. I fucked my wife with the dildo, imaging another man was doing it.

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“Damn!” I groaned. That was one hot image! In my fantasies, I joined a couple, servicing them both. But her verbal explanation made the scene appear vividly in my imagination.

“Well, not today,” she said, leaving the option of another day hanging out there.

“But maybe?” I gasped. My balls were churning.

“Maybe,” she allowed. Wisely, she stopped touching my cock. I was ready to explode and further attention would cover her face in cream. She moved up and began to suck and nip at my nipples. “Maybe you’d like me doing this while she sits on your cock?”

“Yessss,” I said. “That sounds so sexy! Ow!” Her teeth pinched my tender little nipples too hard, causing me pain. As she sucked it, the pain went away to be replaced by a burning pleasure.

“And every so often she’d pull off and let me clean her juices from you cock?” I could only moan in response. “Maybe I’d lick her a little before she sat on your cock again. Like this,” she said, licking my nipple like an ice cream cone. Then she swirled around, finally pressing her tongue hard, as if shoving it into the fantasy woman. I could picture her splitting the woman’s pussy open, muff diving deeply.

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“Perra, you are driving me wild!” I said. My cock was bobbing up and down, convulsing in a need to cum. I was drooling a big puddle of pre-cum.

“That’s the idea,” she giggled. She switched to my other nipple, having made the first completely erect. It was a very weird feeling. “What would you do while I eat her pussy?”

“I’d watch,” I said honestly. I reached out and touched her sexy clipped nape. “And I’d rub your neck.”

“That feels nice,” she said, stopping so that she could concentrate on my attentions. She moaned a little as I ran my fingers over her bristles, then up past her weight line and into her longer layer.

“Thanks for cutting your hair,” I said. Of everything she had done today, this was the most meaningful. Not only had she done it for me, but it was a highly visible display to those who knew my fetish. Her friends would know she’d cut it for my sake. In a lot of ways, a woman’s hair is a picture of her self-image, and that image now included me. “I love you for it,” I told her.

“I know,” she sighed happily. Then she roused herself and began to kiss my nip while I still stroked her hair. She worked it into an erection too, blowing on it and then the other. They ached in a most pleasurable way.

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My newly found happiness allowed me to fall into a deep restful sleep. I had a very pleasant dream, full of hearty sex. I dreamt Perra gave me a long slow blowjob, frustrating in that she did it so slowly that my need to cum grew and grew without exploding over the top. My frustration and extreme hardness became almost painful so that I began to wake. As my head cleared of post-sleep grogginess, I began to realize that my wife was slowly sucking my cock. How much of my dream was dream?

I had almost feared that the satisfying sex was all a dream, but here she was giving me another blowjob. “I love you,” I told her.

“I love you too,” she said, letting my cock slip from her mouth. “I hope today proves it.” Smiling, she pushed me flat onto my back, then mounted me. Her pussy was extremely wet, and felt so good. She was sat still, massaging her clit and infrequently squeezing me with her pussy muscles.

“Today has been perfect,” I said. “It is everything I’ve dreamt about.”

“I know,” she said. “You did send me all those letters,” she pointed out. I had sent her hot fantasies early in our marriage. Then as the sex faltered and finally stopped, I sent her pleas for sex, begging her to fulfill me in the way I needed. Since nothing had ever happened, I assumed she had thrown them away, unread. I thought about how nasty my fantasies and pleas had gotten, and wondered if she planned to do everything. That thought almost made me cum on the spot.

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“Don’t you cum!” she warned, pulling off me. “I want to see how long I can keep you on the edge without letting you orgasm.” It was an idea I had expressed many times. Now that she was doing it, I wondered if it was a good idea; my cock hurt already from the extended erection. She went back and licked her juice from my cock.

“Damn that’s sexy,” I said.

“What? Licking your dick after you’ve been in me?” she wondered.

“Yesssss,” I said, shuddering a little as her tongue swirled around the ledge beneath my head. Her lips wrapped around my head, and she swirled her tongue around, getting it very wet. She pulled off with a wet smack.

“I bet you like the thought of me licking juices,” she posited. “I bet you’d like to see me eat another woman.”

“Oh honey,” I said, not quite answering. I didn’t need to. She knew she was right.

“Would you like to see me with another man too? Maybe another couple? My face in her creampie pussy while he fucks me?”

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