Peggy gave herself up to the sensations sweeping over her body. Her husband knew just where to touch her to make her respond. She had a stray thought about Orlando but suppressed it immediately. There were things she had do there, almost distasteful things, that were vitally necessary, but they had nothing to do with her love for Kyle. In minutes, she was bucking her hips off the bed, grinding her pussy into Kyle’s face. He drank the thin syrup of her cum, loving the knowledge he could give his wife such an intense orgasm even after eight years of marriage.
When she was finished, Peggy stared up at the man she loved. She wanted to give him something…but the time was not right. When she got home…that would be better. Then they would be a man and woman who gave each other precious little gifts such as the one she was considering now. Yes, when she came home she would be whole again. There would be time enough for everything when she came back home to him.
Kyle straightened up and stood in front of his wife. He saw her eyes glow hotter as she watched him lick each finger dry of the fluids she’d gushed over them in her climax. He used his forefinger as a squeegee to rake more juices off his face and licked the fingers clean again. He came a step closer to the bed as she came up on her elbows to look at his hardon. It thrust out from his body at forty-five degrees upward. It was right there, close to her lips as she sat up.
He waited for her to take his manhood inside the hot, wet cavern of her mouth. It was a thing she hadn’t done for a long time. He craved the attention, the reaffirmation of their love for each other. He needed it as a sign they could still do the most intimate of things for each other.
Peggy squeezed his cock with her right hand and bent forward to plant kisses from his bellybutton downward. Her hand swept up and down his shaft, stimulating Kyle to greater sexual excitement and anticipation. When Peggy twisted her body around to scramble to the middle of the bed, he was astounded. Then he was angry.
Kyle caught his wife’s hips in his hands and kept her from moving farther onto the bed. Keeping her at the edge on all fours, he bent to kiss and lick at her pussy from behind while he bit gently at several places on her beautifully rounded ass cheeks. He stood, leaving his hand wrapped around her hips to play with her still sensitive clitoris.
Pulling his hand back, he put it on her hip to hold her steady while he took his cock in the other. He shuffled a half-step closer and guided his penis into her sopping cunt.
“No! Kyle…stop. I don’t want it this way…stop,” Peggy demanded.
Kyle ignored her. He shoved his cock into her with a strong, fast plunge that pushed the breath out of her lungs. She protested weakly, trying to get away from the invading presence of her husband’s penis but he wouldn’t let her go. His hands clamped tight to her hipbones and smothered her attempts to scoot away from him. After a while, the swift fucking motion captured her. Her body was still extremely sensitive. She hadn’t come down very far from the oral sex he’d given her and she couldn’t help but respond.