Sally licked the length of her husband’s cock, enjoying the soft texture on her tongue. She then sucked the tip into her mouth and rolled her tongue around it. As she did so, she imagined it being a random cock poking through a gloryhole. She was shocked by the thought. With her husband’s cock in her mouth, she was fantasizing about a stranger. Yet, she couldn’t deny that she was turned on by the thought, much wetter than usual at this point. So, she let the fantasy continue.
Imagining that the cock she held was some stranger’s, she began a blowjob in earnest. Sucking down most of Phil’s cock in one long smooth motion. In her imagination, the cock was just a bit bigger, and she stretched to take it in. She found herself wanting that imagined cock down her throat. She pulled back, running her tongue along the underside of his cock, then bobbed back down as deep as she could. She was taking more of him in her mouth than she’d managed in 15 years of marriage. Each stroke she was taking more of Phil, imagining that it was some unknown cock instead. When she pressed her nose into his groin, his cock fully in her throat, she was a bit surprised. Rather than gagging, she found herself moaning with pleasure. This was by far the best blowjob Phil had ever gotten, and the vibration of her throat was too much.
“Oh god, cumming!” Phil barely got the words out before letting go.
Sally stayed in place, fascinated by this new sensation. She continued to rub his cock with her tongue, but otherwise didn’t move while Phil dumped his load into her throat.
As his last spasm subsided, she pulled back licking the tip of his cock to get the last drop of semen.
“Well, those swimmers are getting anyone pregnant,” Sally teased.
“Oh my god.” Phil wasn’t quite up to being coherent after that performance.
Once he was able to move again, the couple went to get a snack and cuddled on the couch in front of the TV. It didn’t take long before Phil was ready to go again.
This time he wasted no time, pulling his wife over to straddle him, his hard cock easily penetrating her wet folds. Again, Sally found herself imagining strangers filling her pussy instead of her husband. She rode him while thinking of different shapes and sizes filling her, one after the other, filling her womb with sperm. Her imagination running wild, she ground down on Phil’s lap, taking him as deep as he would go.
“Oh god yes, fill me with all that cum,” Sally cried out. “More and more, make me your cum-dumpster!” She had never talked like this before, but as she was begging for Phil’s cum, she was envisioning so many different people all dumping their load into her. Crying out, she came hard, her pussy clenching down, trying to pull the cum out of Phil’s cock.
Moments later, Phil joined her cries of ecstasy, shooting his seed up into her hungry cunt.
If only this were a few days ago, it would have been perfect. Sally thought to herself as her vaginal walls continued to milk the last drops of sperm out of Phil. Still, there’s always a chance.