I stopped talking as Rachel engulfed my member deep into her mouth. She was good.
She slid her mouth up and down my shaft, taking him deeper each time. Then she blew my mind as she took me so deep into her throat that her nose was buried in his pubic hair.
I had never felt anything so good in my life like this m. Kathy my wife certainly wasn’t capable of this. Hell, she wouldn’t even give me a hand job anymore.
I looked down at Rachel and we stared into each other’s eyes as she worked her
wonderful mouth up and down my shaft. She was drooling around my cock and moaning as she sucked me.
I only lasted a few minutes.
“I’m going to cum,” I warned.
Rachel pulled her mouth off of his cock long enough to plead for him to fill her mouth with it.
Rachel kept on sucking until I started to deflate in her mouth. Then i pulled her mouth away. “Yummy.”
I collapsed back onto the bed. “Come here,” I commanded.
Rachel stood up. “I’m right here.”
“No. That’s not what I mean. Come here. I want your p*ssy on my face. I’m going to eat/you.”
“Oh!” Rachel exclaimed and then jumped onto the bed, crawling over my body until her p*say was right over my face. “No one’s ever done that to me before.”
I pulled her down onto my mouth and started to lick her oozing slit. Rachel moaned and ground herself against my mouth. “Oh Fuck! Eat me!” she squealed.
I pleasured her, licking and sucking on her clit. It had been years since I had done
this, and I was going to make the most of it. She was delicious and her body was telling me that I was doing it right.
After Cuming, She rolled off of me a few minutes later, breathing heavily.
I looked over at he, squeezing her hand.
“Are you okay?”
“I couldn’t breathe…fuck…that was so intense…that was so good….oohh.”
We both lay there recovering on the bed, holding hands.
“I love you,” Rachel said and then grabbed some clothes and a small bag of toiletries and ran into the bathroom.
“Shit,” I said to myself, still savoring her taste on his tongue. “She really is delicious.”
She came out a few minutes later. “It’s all yours,” she said smiling at me. “I’m going to check on the kids and what I’ve got in the oven.”
She was wearing the tightest jeans that I had ever seen. They were a second skin,
revealing every inch of her luscious ass and shapely legs. She had on an almost sheer white top with a plunging neckline. I could see her large thick nipples poking against the fabric.
She just laughed at me and left the bedroom. My c*ck was semi-hard
again. I shook my head and walked into the bathroom.
I brushed my teeth, got dressed and went downstairs as well. When I got there, I
could smell a roast that Rachel had in the oven. She knew her way around the kitchen for sure. She was outside playing with the kids again.
What am I going to do? Did she
really love me? Am I going to leave my wife? What about the kids? . This thought kept going through my mind.
Just then someone knocked on the front door. I was surprised when he opened it and it was my sister. “Uh…Hi,” I said, clearly surprised.
“Hey Mike,” she said. “Well, aren’t you going to let me in?”
“Of course not”. I said knowing that My braless, barely-legal, illicit lover is out back playing with my children.
To be Continued