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“Late.” The vision of her had the words sticking to the back of his throat. “Did you wait long?”
She moaned a low throaty affirmative, placing a soft kiss just above his nipple while, in a tease of friction, one deliciously long leg slid across to straddle his thigh, making Richard all the more aware of the feeling of her body on his. And the dampness pushing against his leg. She was soaked. The silky heat of her arousal burned through her panties as she stretched out, caging him beneath her, as she walked soft butterfly kisses up his torso.
“I couldn’t sleep,” Alice purred, her words low and throaty without a trace of sleep. She bit down on his earlobe and tugged, fingers teasing down the flat of his stomach to his boxers. “I just kept thinking about you pushing me up against the fridge, grinding this big, hard cock into my pussy.” Long fingers closed around him through the cotton of his underwear, holding, squeezing, then rubbing. “It got me so hot. In the end, I needed Antonio…”
Richard had to bite back a moan. Antonio was Alice’s name for the B.O.B her friend Samantha had bought them as a gag gift for their 5-year anniversary. The image of his wife stretched out on their bed, her luscious body arching in throes of pleasure as she worked the toy between her legs, turned his cock to steel within her grasp. Until he recalled just what he had been doing while she had been putting on such an exquisite display and the knot of guilt that lodged inside his gut threatened to chase his erection away.
Alice’s mouth claimed his, her tongue sweeping in with lush licks that sent tingles shivering up his spine and brought him back to full mast.
She took his mouth hungrily, her lips moving over his, full and soft and completely at odds with the hot demand that seemed at once to make his head spin while keeping his attention fixed solely on her. And all the while, she was stroking him. Slowly, her tiny hand unable to encompass his girth, but pumping him from root to tip in long, knowing motions, had him instinctively rocking into her, grinding his groin against her palm.
God, how did she always know? Know just how to touch him, how to play his body like a fiddle?
It was maddening. He needed to touch her, but no sooner had his fingers swept through the lush fall of silky locks to tease over her spine than she pulled back.
“I-it got me so horny,” she panted, trailing hot little kisses down the line of his jaw. “Knowing you could barge in at any moment and catch me playing with Antonio. I wanted you to watch, to see what you did to me, see how wet I got thinking about your big dick,” she spoke slowly, every low throaty syllable an intoxicating seduction. “I was right here, riding my B.O.B, waiting for you to come and see what a naughty wife you have. But you never came. Then I remembered you were up there with Rebecca. Is that why you left me all alone?” Her mouth was everywhere, kissing every bit of skin she could reach as she shuffled slowly back...
Her tongue dragged over his nipple, down the plane of his chest to the elastic of his shorts, only to pull away. “A-Alice…”
His wife rose slowly to sit straight backed between his legs, throwing the covers off, and pushing the lush fall of her hair back behind her ears, the pink of her tongue sliding across those full lips as her eyes found his. Then, “Was she a bad girl for you?”
Oh fuck!
“What?” Ice rushed down his spine and it was all Richard could do to keep the panic from his voice. Fuck, she knew. How could he have been so stupid? Of course, Alice knew. How could she not? Now he was-
“Was she a bad girl?” Alice said again, her voice seeming to grow even more playful as she leaned down to where his erection was visibly straining against the confines of his shorts, the slick tip pushing up from beneath the elastic to leave a slick and shiny trail around his belly button. “Was she still wearing that sexy outfit she had on last night? That cute little pink top and those faded jeans.”
Warm air rushed over his crown as those full luscious lips wrapped around him through his underwear and slid up to bite the waistband and tug it back to reveal the fullness of his desire. “Or had she changed into something different, something special, for your eyes only? Stockings? High heels. Maybe a pink babydoll-mmm…” She licked him. The point of her tongue slid slowly up the centre of his column in a long drag from base to tip. “Did you like seeing her like that? Flaunting her body for you in a naughty nighty, her ass and legs on full display, those lush tits peeking out, begging to be sucked. And what about her pussy, that tight, juicy little pussy? Did she taste good?”
Mouth dry and desire shivering through him, Richard couldn’t stop the words, “So-so goo-oohh!”
Lips stretched wide and checks hollowed, Alice took the head into her mouth and sucked him greedily. She took her time, going neither fast nor slow, but with all the determination of a woman who loved giving head and wasn't afraid to let the world know it.
In a dark corner of his brain, Richard knew he should be disgusted with himself. Alice thought they were playing. To her, this was just a game to spice up the mood. She had no way of knowing he had been balls deep inside their neighbour’s daughter last night. And to top it all off, instead of confessing his sin, he was letting her give him one hell of a blow job. But he couldn’t resist. It had been so long since he’d felt those luscious lips wrapped around his dick. And her eyes…
Fuck, Alice’s eyes were incredible. Deep and stormy, they seemed to shift between grey and blue depending on her mood, and he could stare into them for an eternity and never look away. There were times she had brought him to the brink of cumming with just a look.
It was at once too intense, yet not enough, and Richard had to fist the sheets against the urge to grab, claw, and drive her mouth all the way down on his cock. The lush heat of her mouth glided along his shaft, never taking more than an inch or two in. And so slow. Damnit, how can she be so slow…
“A-Alice…”
She pulled off just as slowly, her eyes burning into his all the way. “Mmm-did you make her your new little cock whore? I bet she was just begging for this big dick.” She fluttered her tongue over the slit, making his whole cock tingle and his butt clench. Then she was licking him, that little pink tongue sliding up and down his length. “Did you make her beg for your cock?”
He couldn’t think or focus on anything but the feel of her tongue. Then she was taking him back into the delicious heat of her mouth, her head bobbing up and down, the delicious suction of those full lips sliding along his shaft, drawing him deeper. It was too much.
“Yes.”
Alice moaned her approval, her eyes bright and burning into his as she pulled off. With one small hand still stroking him, she crawled on all fours up the length of his body, slowly, with her body low and back just that bit arched so he could feel the weight of her breasts dragging up his belly, soft and warm through her thin cotton cardigan, before she reared, like Aphrodite rising from her pool to straddle his waist.
“Oh, you’re so bad,” she purred, and gave him one final stroke before bringing her fingers up to her mouth and sucked them clean with a low moan. “Mmm… I can taste her on your cock. Did she drop to her knees and suck your big, yummy, married dick first? Or did you just bend her over and fuck her brains out?”
Jesus, her games were going to kill him. “N-neither, I-oh…”
The words trailed away in a low moan as she rolled her hips, sliding his cock along her folds through her soaked panties, showing him how wet she’d gotten. Then, with her right hand, she hooked two fingers beneath the garment and pulled it back, exposing her pussy to his gaze.
“Mmm… yeah baby, what did you do?” Alice purred, taking his cock in her left hand and coating his crown in her cream before pressing it hard against her clit with a slow roll-
She stilled, that sweet little mouth dropping in a voiceless gasp as Richard’s hands seized her hips and held her fast as he began working his thick crest into her moist heat. “This.”
