I moved to a side seat so the driver could get a profile view of us. I didn’t need to say a word to Claire. She assumed the appropriate position on her knees, unfastened my pants and eagerly shoved my cock in her mouth. In our five years of marriage I had never seen her like this. It might have been intimidating if it wasn’t so damn hot. “She’s out of control!” I thought. I was now in a position to see Paul. He was clearly watching the show from his rear view mirror. I noticed he was fidgeting in his seat quite a bit, obviously trying to adjust for his erection. I usually have a lot of control over my orgasms, but her inspired cock-sucking effort combined with this smoking hot scene was torpedoing me toward a premature one. Getting her to take her mouth off of my cock in time to avoid a premature explosion was a bit more difficult than expected. I had to push her away with both hands. She was seriously fiending for it.
In a guttural whisper, she said “Fuck me! Right now- I NEED it! Oh my God, this is so hot…”
I couldn’t believe what was going on. Was this my wife? Holy cow, this was awesome. I said, “I’m going to cum. I need to slow down, Sweetie.”
“No way! You can hang on a little longer… Give me that cock.” She whispered, “Is he watching? Oh fuck… Fuck, fuck, fuck… This is so fucking hot!”
And with that, I buried everything I had into her tight little pussy. Unfortunately, it only took a few thrusts before I was ready to blow. I pulled out, straddled her face and she eagerly took my cock in her mouth, just as I exploded with my load. I came so hard I thought my balls might come out too. She sucked me dry, swallowing every drop. There was nothing new about that, though. Claire was always a champ when it came to swallowing. But this time she swallowed with a sense of urgency. She wanted more.
I was now finished, but she hadn’t cum yet. She was crazy with lust, begging me to eat her pussy. As I was licking her sweet box and sliding a couple fingers into her, it occurred to me that if I could keep her from cumming, I could own her sweet ass for the entire night. She wouldn’t like it, of course. When my Claire wants to cum, Claire cums. But I was in the power position here. I kept licking and finger fucking her, but every time she got close, I would stop. She knew I was teasing her and begged me to finish what I had started. “Pleeeeeease! Please let me cum!”
But I didn’t. Instead, I tortured her all the way to the restaurant. Paul must have thought she was the horniest slut in the world. When the car slowed down and took a turn, I suggested we regain our composure and prepare for our dinner date. “Oh my God!” she said. “You’re such a fucking asshole! Seriously??? Fucker…”
I found it amazing that she didn’t even try to cover herself up when she got dressed. Claire is VERY modest with her body. We were still scrambling to get our clothes on as the limo pulled into the restaurant. Paul was aware of this and kindly took his time in making his way back to open our door. Normally Claire would have been horribly embarrassed to face Paul after being naked and screwing in front of him, but she was still turned on, so she didn’t seem fazed. She even gave him a flirtatious smile and a wink as she left the car. She was in the rarest of forms.
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