She could see I was tired after a long day of getting back into the busy swing of a major London hospital, so that night, rather than leap frenziedly on me, she seduced me slowly and subtly. When we retired to bed, she walked around our room as she gradually disrobed, appealing flashes of her in varying stages of undress clicking through my mind, her voice low and sultry as she described the places she’d seen, all the while slowly, artfully, revealing more and more of her spectacular body, until I was quivering with a mixture of lust, desire, and juvenile horniness. When she sensed I was near explosion point, she climbed on the bed on all fours, her eyes fixed on mine, wearing only her tight little panties.
“Are you very tired, baby?” she cooed, her mouth saying one thing but her expression saying something else entirely, and, without waiting for an answer, she pulled the bedclothes down to reveal my truly stupefying erection, hardened to something like solid bone by her cock-teasing little pantomime.
“Oooh, is that for me?” she asked, wide-eyed, while she batted her sooty lashes at me in a display of innocence that was all the more electrifying because I knew what a dirty little bundle of horny fun my wife was. That and the way she leaned forward to slip her lips over the end of my straining cock and lick as she gave a gentle suck. As she did so, she looked up at me, again, all wide-eyed innocence, and gave me the dirtiest wink I’d ever seen in a wide catalogue of dirty winks from her to date!
My resistance (such as it was…) crumbled, and I pulled her to me, kissing her as I slipped my hands down her waist to hold and squeeze her marvellous bum, sliding them down the backs of her gossamer panties and pulling the cheeks apart so I could rub her little rosebud with a probing, questing finger. Lori squealed into my mouth and lightly bit my bottom lip.
“Dirty boy!” she murmured, grinning like a cat as she scratched my scrotum gently. Our eyes met, mutual need immediately apparent, and she sat up, tugged her panties down and off, and turned around to straddle me as she dipped her head down to once more take me in her mouth. This of course brought her wonderfully scenic pussy, and equally intriguing little pucker, into full view, the sight of both tight little havens of happiness stiffening my cock even further in her hot mouth. Even as I gazed in rapt wonder at my sister’s succulent little treats, I could see her pussy lips darkening as they began to engorge, and the scent of her arousal began to waft over me, strong, sweet, spicy and delicious.
Without further ado, I pulled her close enough to reach her sweetness with my tongue and lips, lapping her from clitoris to anus with my flattened tongue, and as I engaged her in “oral-genital congress”, as my textbooks so quaintly put it, I rolled her off me and onto our sides, so we were now in a classic “69”, my face buried between her thighs as she sucked my cock while massaging my balls.
We played like that for a while, whether hours or minutes I neither knew nor cared; all I was aware of was the pleasure from the heat and suction of her talented mouth, and the taste and wet succulence of her juicy peach, the feel of her smooth, firm skin as I held her to me, and her delicious, alluring scent. I knew it was all pheromones, sex triggers flicking switches in my Limbic system, but I didn’t care; all I knew was she was mine, and this was how I wanted her, and how she wanted me.
Eventually, after an orgasm or ten, Lori surfaced, looking alluring and ready for some proper all-in wrestling, giving me that look, the one that says “buckle-up, now it gets bumpy!”
She crawled up beside me and planted her lips on mine, kissing me like a friendly tornado, that kiss sucking the wit and will-power out of me and setting me up for what she wanted to do next. As we kissed, she slid on top of me, slipping her thighs on either side of me as my hands curled around her delectable bum, instinctively pulling the two halves of that succulent peach apart, making her giggle and wriggle delightfully on top of me.
“Later, baby, right now, I want to do this…”
With that, she slid herself onto my throbbing cock, her breath hissing as I stretched her open again. Lori leaned down to kiss me, her mane of hair falling over her shoulder and brushing my face and chest like a sweet-scented net. As she began to slowly, insistently gyrate on me, rubbing the head of my cock against her cervix, I reached up and once again held those magnificent, perfect breasts, lightly brushing her sensitive nipples and making her gasp and grin at me.
“Like that baby, yesss, like that, oooh yesss!” she murmured as I slowly pumped against her, fondling and squeezing her breasts as I did, lightly grazing the nipples and making her jump and catch her breath each time I did it.
I could see her neck and shoulders flushing pink in the glow from the lamp, her movements against me quickening as orgasm approached, her eyes closed and the pulse-beat fluttering in her throat all giveaways that she was nearly there.
As our movements together became more frenzied, with her grinding her pussy against me ever harder and faster, I slid my finger into her tight, puckered little anus and pumped in and out of her in time to my cock inside her, the dual sensations finally tipping her over the edge.
Lori screamed as her pussy convulsed around me, the sudden delicious constriction almost sending me into my own ecstatic explosion, but I held back, even if I had to grit my teeth and think of Joan Rivers in a slingshot monokini (an instant passion-killer if there ever was one…) to do it; I had a feeling she had something special in mind for me.
At last, my darling slumped down on me, her heart thudding and her pussy rhythmically clenching and releasing me as she came down and slowly came back to reality. As always, it was a joy to hold her close to me, to feel her soft lips in the hollow of my neck, to run my hands over her smooth, satiny skin and feel the life and vitality sparkling in every square inch of her, and to surround myself and bask in her lovely warm, sweet, spicy aroma.
Once she got her breath back, and her heart-rate back down to something approaching normal, she raised her head to kiss me lightly and nip at my bottom lip.
“How about you Davey, how about a little something, just for you…?” she smiled, a knowing look in her eyes, and nipped my lip again.
“Just like mom, baby!” she whispered, sitting up and shaking out her hair, the sight of her raking her hair while she shook it out, and all the interesting ripples and jiggles that accompanied the act rearing my cock up even stiffer than it had been, if that were possible.
I knew what she wanted to do, (and so did I, oh yes!) and when she pointed at her toiletries bag I passed it to her, from whence she took out a tube of KY Jelly.
“You know what to do, you dirty-minded, butt-reaming little ass-rapist!” she grinned at me as she handed me the tube, then turned and presented her magnificent bum to me; I was half minded to forget the lube and just bite those inviting cheeks as much as I could, but instead I took a finger-full of the lubricant and rubbed it in and around my next hiding place, sliding first one then two fingers into her tightest hole, opening and stretching her for what was coming next. Lori sighed and wriggled, her pink anus winking at me as she flexed her hole, tempting me with the delights of her arse.
“Get a move on, you butt-goblin, you’ve got an early start again tomorrow, and I haven’t got all night; just fuck my ass, Davey, now!”
Never one to let a lady down, I knelt behind her, lightly rubbing her smooth, lubricated hole. Lori sighed and pulled a couple of pillows under her midriff and lay across them, presenting her uptilted rear to me in a very tempting manner.
“Now, Denham…!” she growled, so I leaned down and pushed my cock into her tight little pussy, Lori hissing as I filled her up again, pumping few times to lubricate myself nicely with her own tasty juices, then withdrew and placed the tip at the entrance to her tight little bum.
“Now or never, baby-girl, tell me now and we can do something else!” I teased, knowing she wanted this almost more than I did.
“Daviddd…!” she hissed warningly, and I grinned as I slowly but inexorably slid my rigid cock deep into her tight anus in one long smooth glide.
“Oh Jesus God, that’s tight!” she gasped, “I was right, that fucking thing’s getting bigger by the day! What the fuck are you feeding it?”
I had to grin as I began to slide back out again, Lori gasping and humping her bum up against me as I slowly withdrew, trying to keep me embedded in her tight, hot little bottom.
“All I feed him is a certain blue-eyed Iowa brunette, that’s what he’s partial to, I thought you knew this?” I whispered as I shoved my way back in again, Lori gasping and once more humping up against me, engulfing my cock with her tight bum hole as she slowly gyrated her hips, effectively stirring me around inside her, and grinning even as she gasped with every thrust from me.
“You are so full of shit, English-Boy!” she giggled, “I’ve said this before, and I’m saying it again now; you just like ramming that thing into my ass with no warning, you butt-raping little pervert! My daddy was right; I should have listened to him!”
I forbore to comment, as I was enjoying myself far too much; despite her protestations, the sinewy contractions and flexing of her anal tube was giving away her enjoyment of what we were doing here, and I was rapidly losing the power of speech as I concentrated on pumping my painfully erect cock in and out of her hot, velvety canal.
I slid my hands under her ribcage and cupped her magnificent tits, my palms lightly brushing her highly sensitive nipples, but it was enough to make her anus tighten as she bucked underneath me.
“Oh God, Davey, that felt so good, do it again!” she gasped, and so, as I slid my cock out of her arse and shoved it back in again, I flicked and lightly grazed her nipples, making her groan and shudder under me.