Did I say that I ‘thirsted’ for her freshly fucked cunt?
No, That’s not right.
I fucking CRAVED it.
No sooner than the words “What’s next” flicked off of her tongue, I had dropped down to my knees at the bedside and began to devour her. I was no stranger to going down on her. In fact, it was an act that most times I preferred over sex. There was something about tasting her most intimate areas and pleasuring her in the same stroke that just satisfied me to no end.
As soon as my mouth came down on her puffy red lips and my tongue slithered into her wet soft slit, I felt my hips buck forward trying to find any type of friction against my stiff erection. None was found, leaving me unsatisfied and wanting more.
I could taste him.
Here pussy tasted like her……but there was something else. Something foreign. It was subtle but it was there. This was the taste of man. I could taste the salt and sweat from his cock, along with the pungent taste of his precum that had no doubt seeped out while my wife was edging him to orgasm.
My tongue slithered from my lips and spread wide as I gave her one solid lick upward, followed by a soft suckle of her clit.Her back immediately arched and her legs clasped together around my head before twisting and rolling slightly.
I let out a soft chuckle as I fought against her natural reaction.
“I’m soo sensitive right now!” she said laughing and still squeezing my head.
“I know” I said, still forcing my mouth onto her.
I knew the dance. I had a pattern. First the thighs. Soft little kisses, that trail from one side, across her mound and then to the other. I called this “Preheating the Oven” but at this point Matt had practically already baked a cake in there, so she was plenty ready. Next were her soft puffy outer lips. A suck here…… A suck there. Run my tongue up the inside of each. A little nibble. Circling around and around, over and over again without ever once touching her sensitive little button.
It was working. Her sensitivity had began to fade,and she was starting to writhe in pleasure on the bed. The next step was my favorite. My tongue stretched out, finding the bottom lips of her swollen cunt and bringing it all the way upward. It dips down inside of her velvety slit, drawing out her and Mikes juices, then up the soft underbelly of her clit before turning upward and coming back down.
Again her back arched and her hands shot down into my hair, holding my head close.
“Oh God I can feel it building again” she purred slightly churning in the bed.
“MMHHhmmmm” I moaned with a mouth full of pussy.
Matt stood up on his knees on the bed with his cock dangling in the empty air above Aprils body. He leaned down, and kissed her mouth while gently squeezing one tit. I watched as my tongue sucked and slithered around her pussy. It was so strange seeing her making out with another man but there was something so erotic about it too.
I couldn’t help it. My hand shot down to my cock and I gently began tugging at myself while watching.
This was everything. All my senses were feasting on the experience. I could FEEL my cock being stroked. I could SMELL the pungent scent of woman and man. I could HEAR my wife moan as her mouth was violated by his. I could TASTE the sex on her cunt. But most importantly, I could SEE my wife as she made out with him and he squeezed her. It was like watching a real life porno.
I could see a big impregnated glob of cum dripping from Matt’s purple head, which only made my tongue swirl even harder. I wanted to see him in her again. I wanted to watch him explode inside of my wife. I wanted him to make his offering at the alter of April. I gave her clit one last hard suck before standing back up to my feet, and telling Matt, “Switch me places…..I want to watch you fuck her.”
Her tit fell from his hand, and he climbed off the bed while I came around the other side of April and took position beside her on my knees. The bed groaned as he placed both his knees between hers.
He stepped up so confidently, that for a moment I wondered how long she had been cheating on me. He was smiling as his eyes locked down between his and hers.
“God damn God DAMN” he barked as he grabbed his cock by its base. I watched his purple head slide up and down her slit over and over again. His other hand held her by her hip.
Finally he looked up into her eyes. The up into mine as if he was finally asking permission. I just barely nodded. He did the same. He then looked back at Aprils eyes, then back down to his cock that was resting between her pussy lips.
He placed his thumb on the head of his dick, and in one quick motion, I watched it sink into her wanting cunt and slowly disappear inch by inch.
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