Once upon a time
Honey, it’s clear! She called from the bathroom.
I yelled up the steps that I never said I had to go, completely misunderstanding her. She yelled back down, No, silly, just come up here please. I don’t wanna yell.
Ugh! Really?!? Right in the middle of the game. Of course. Be right up I said trying to not sound as irritated as I really was.
But then I heard it in my head a whole new way.
Could she…? No. That can’t be what she means. Could it? Regardless of her meaning, the blood immediately went to my genitals as I got up from the couch and headed up the stairs. Trying to force the bulge down as I did. What if that’s not what she’s talking about. How could it be. It’s been months since, in a drunken state I spilled the beans to her of my secret desire. She hardly reacted one way or the other. Just smiled and told me I’m an idiot. Go to bed silly, I’ll be up in a bit. That’s all. Never another word. Not one hint that I ever brought it up. I just figured, to my relief, that she was also drunk and didn’t even remember.
As I reached the top of the stairs I saw that the bathroom door was open and my wife was adjusting her dress as she flushed the toilet. She glanced out at me and only momentarily looked in my eyes before I watched as her focus traveled down to my crotch. Wow! I guess you weren’t kidding! You want to follow me to the bedroom silly? Or are you just gonna stand there all day? She walked past me sheepishly but as she did she put a finger to my lips and whispered Shhhhhh and let out a giggle. Only her finger was wet. I immediately licked my lips and tasted something interesting. Her juices, yes, but different. I almost came right there and then!
I followed her down the hall and as I neared the bedroom I noticed a warm glow emanating from the room. As I walked in I saw the room was lit by a number of candles. She was lying on the bed and patted the mattress next to her for me to join her there. She never looked more beautiful. Or ornery. “You better get in here quick. I can’t hold this all day ya know. Do you really want me to ruin the bed without you?
I was speechless. Never in my wildest imagination did I think this was something that would be happening. But here it was!
I climbed in after removing my clothes and lay down beside her. Never once diverting my stare from her eyes. She wore an expression of mischief mixed with discomfort. So much information was being passed between us as we looked deeply into each other’s eyes. More than anything, she communicated that she was ready and she reassured me that it would be ok.
I brushed her hair aside and breathed in deeply the perfume on her neck and the smell of her hair. I was immediately intoxicated by her fragrance as I gently kissed her neck. We kissed more passionately than we have in a very long time. Feverishly so. She was like a hungry lioness and I was the same. Finally, as we slowed it to a simmer, she reached for my hand and guided it down her body to the hem of her skirt. I kept kissing her as I slid the skirt up her thighs to her hips and reached between her legs to a pair of soaked panties. Really soaked. As I ran my finger gently down, parting her lips, she purred and pushed her hips upwards to meet me. And at the same time a hot wetness pushed against my fingers, together with a barely audible hissing sound.
I pulled my face away from our kiss to be able to focus on her face and what I saw left me in awe and excitement. She had a glazed over look to her eyes and her face was flushed. But there was an intensity to her look that told me how hungry she really was. And I’m sure my expression was no less hungry to her eyes.
Finally, she spoke. Did you even notice? What? I asked. That I drank cucumber and melon water all day? I want to taste good for you. I couldn’t bare to go through with this if you didn’t like it or worse, gagged. I think I’d cry. As I began to respond to shushed me and continued. I tried it myself. It wasn’t bad at all. Not sweet as I’d hoped, but it didn’t taste bad. I only took the smallest sip.
After a second of insistent silence, she said, Here, have a taste. She reached down into her panties and I heard a little hiss as she sighed. She brought two wet fingers up and instead of bringing them to my mouth, she gently spread the liquid across her own lips. The she pulled me in to kiss her. When my lips touched hers she let out a moan and our tongues moved as we shared her flavor together. I could barely contain myself as I pulled away and told her I was going to explode and ruin the whole thing.
Oh, you will not mister! I put way too much work into this! But speaking of exploding, we better stop teasing and do this or I’ll be the one exploding.
With that, I moved down along her body kissing her along the way. She was still wearing her summer dress. I raised her up at the hips and pulled her dress up to her stomach, revealing a brand new pair of white panties with light pink flowers and lace edging with a tiny bow in the center. And they were glistening wet. I kissed her just above the top of them where just a hint of her hair escaped the elastic. Then in moved my lips down to the crease just below and pushed my tongue into her warm, wet crevice as her breaths became shorter and breathier.
I could taste and smell a combination of her musk and her pee mingled together. It was heavenly. As I began more passionately kissing and licking her vulva I felt her stomach muscles tighten, then loosen as her body just seemed to melt into the bed. I pulled my mouth away and saw a darkening wetness soak into the soft fabric and run down between her legs. Her eyes were closed with a blissful expression on her face. I licked upward and gathered the wet fabric into my mouth as I sucked the warm liquid into my mouth. It was enough to audibly swallow and as I did she made a purring moan sound and whispered so low I could barely hear her. More mouthing the words than actually spoken. I looked up and smiled my answer and she smiled back.
I raised her up and slid her panties over her ass and down her legs and feet then set them off to the side as I moved my face to her and almost devoured her whole! She began to squirm and push herself against my face as I moved my tongue between her ass and her clit. Tasting all the commingled flavors there. My tongue explored her ass cheeks, inner thighs and outer lips, cleaning up the wetness that was there. Most of it was her juices that were literally running out of her vagina. Telling me just how turned on she was. And I was the same. I eagerly lapped it up, savoring the taste of her. God I loved it!
Suddenly she reached and pulled my head away as if she could no longer stand it. But instead of shaking with orgasm, a slow steady stream of pee emanated from her peehole. I saw it open slightly to allow her pee to exit and I dove my open mouth into her as I filled my mouth with her hot nectar. And nectar is exactly what it was. And I was a hungry bee in her flower. Greedy for every last drop.
I placed my open mouth over her pussy. Just barely touching her with my bottom lip. She tightened then released a stream that filled my mouth. I savored the taste for a bit before loudly swallowing so she could hear my pleasure in her wonderful gift to me.
Again she let loose and this time it just poured forth in a stream onto my face and into my hungry mouth. I swallowed many times as she emptied herself into me. Moaning with pleasure and relief to finally let it out. I drank and luxuriated in her warm, beautiful girl pee. I could have died right then and there.
When her stream finally slowed, I was covered in her wetness. My face, my neck, shoulders and chest.
I filled my mouth full with the last of her and slowly let it run out as I moved my mouth up her stomach to her awaiting nipple. When I opened my mouth to suck it in. The remaining liquid poured out over her breast and down her side. She moaned deeply, bucked her hips and came with such intensity that I did as well. Covering her stomach. My God! My toes curled. My body convulsed and tingled from the power of the release.
We fell into each other. Hot. Exhausted and completely limp.
But then she surprised me again as she said I want to taste you on your lips. I looked at her with an intensity of emotion I’m not sure I’ve ever felt before. I’d never tasted myself and was a bit shocked by her request. But I didn’t hesitate. I licked her stomach clean. Every last glistening drop and brought my lips to hers. She kissed me with such greedy passion as our tongues exchanged my creamy semen. Kissing and swallowing the product of our passion for each other.
I finally rolled to my back and she laid her head on my chest. We lay there breathing and content as my mind tried to comprehend what just happened.
Finally, she asked me if I liked it. My only reply was What do you think? She said, I’m so glad. And after a pause, she said I love you. And I told her I loved her too. And she kissed my chest. And we drifted off to sleep. Still wet. Still warm. And more in love than any two people ever were.
I yelled up the steps that I never said I had to go, completely misunderstanding her. She yelled back down, No, silly, just come up here please. I don’t wanna yell.
Ugh! Really?!? Right in the middle of the game. Of course. Be right up I said trying to not sound as irritated as I really was.
But then I heard it in my head a whole new way.
Could she…? No. That can’t be what she means. Could it? Regardless of her meaning, the blood immediately went to my genitals as I got up from the couch and headed up the stairs. Trying to force the bulge down as I did. What if that’s not what she’s talking about. How could it be. It’s been months since, in a drunken state I spilled the beans to her of my secret desire. She hardly reacted one way or the other. Just smiled and told me I’m an idiot. Go to bed silly, I’ll be up in a bit. That’s all. Never another word. Not one hint that I ever brought it up. I just figured, to my relief, that she was also drunk and didn’t even remember.
As I reached the top of the stairs I saw that the bathroom door was open and my wife was adjusting her dress as she flushed the toilet. She glanced out at me and only momentarily looked in my eyes before I watched as her focus traveled down to my crotch. Wow! I guess you weren’t kidding! You want to follow me to the bedroom silly? Or are you just gonna stand there all day? She walked past me sheepishly but as she did she put a finger to my lips and whispered Shhhhhh and let out a giggle. Only her finger was wet. I immediately licked my lips and tasted something interesting. Her juices, yes, but different. I almost came right there and then!
I followed her down the hall and as I neared the bedroom I noticed a warm glow emanating from the room. As I walked in I saw the room was lit by a number of candles. She was lying on the bed and patted the mattress next to her for me to join her there. She never looked more beautiful. Or ornery. “You better get in here quick. I can’t hold this all day ya know. Do you really want me to ruin the bed without you?
I was speechless. Never in my wildest imagination did I think this was something that would be happening. But here it was!
I climbed in after removing my clothes and lay down beside her. Never once diverting my stare from her eyes. She wore an expression of mischief mixed with discomfort. So much information was being passed between us as we looked deeply into each other’s eyes. More than anything, she communicated that she was ready and she reassured me that it would be ok.
I brushed her hair aside and breathed in deeply the perfume on her neck and the smell of her hair. I was immediately intoxicated by her fragrance as I gently kissed her neck. We kissed more passionately than we have in a very long time. Feverishly so. She was like a hungry lioness and I was the same. Finally, as we slowed it to a simmer, she reached for my hand and guided it down her body to the hem of her skirt. I kept kissing her as I slid the skirt up her thighs to her hips and reached between her legs to a pair of soaked panties. Really soaked. As I ran my finger gently down, parting her lips, she purred and pushed her hips upwards to meet me. And at the same time a hot wetness pushed against my fingers, together with a barely audible hissing sound.
I pulled my face away from our kiss to be able to focus on her face and what I saw left me in awe and excitement. She had a glazed over look to her eyes and her face was flushed. But there was an intensity to her look that told me how hungry she really was. And I’m sure my expression was no less hungry to her eyes.
Finally, she spoke. Did you even notice? What? I asked. That I drank cucumber and melon water all day? I want to taste good for you. I couldn’t bare to go through with this if you didn’t like it or worse, gagged. I think I’d cry. As I began to respond to shushed me and continued. I tried it myself. It wasn’t bad at all. Not sweet as I’d hoped, but it didn’t taste bad. I only took the smallest sip.
After a second of insistent silence, she said, Here, have a taste. She reached down into her panties and I heard a little hiss as she sighed. She brought two wet fingers up and instead of bringing them to my mouth, she gently spread the liquid across her own lips. The she pulled me in to kiss her. When my lips touched hers she let out a moan and our tongues moved as we shared her flavor together. I could barely contain myself as I pulled away and told her I was going to explode and ruin the whole thing.
Oh, you will not mister! I put way too much work into this! But speaking of exploding, we better stop teasing and do this or I’ll be the one exploding.
With that, I moved down along her body kissing her along the way. She was still wearing her summer dress. I raised her up at the hips and pulled her dress up to her stomach, revealing a brand new pair of white panties with light pink flowers and lace edging with a tiny bow in the center. And they were glistening wet. I kissed her just above the top of them where just a hint of her hair escaped the elastic. Then in moved my lips down to the crease just below and pushed my tongue into her warm, wet crevice as her breaths became shorter and breathier.
I could taste and smell a combination of her musk and her pee mingled together. It was heavenly. As I began more passionately kissing and licking her vulva I felt her stomach muscles tighten, then loosen as her body just seemed to melt into the bed. I pulled my mouth away and saw a darkening wetness soak into the soft fabric and run down between her legs. Her eyes were closed with a blissful expression on her face. I licked upward and gathered the wet fabric into my mouth as I sucked the warm liquid into my mouth. It was enough to audibly swallow and as I did she made a purring moan sound and whispered so low I could barely hear her. More mouthing the words than actually spoken. I looked up and smiled my answer and she smiled back.
I raised her up and slid her panties over her ass and down her legs and feet then set them off to the side as I moved my face to her and almost devoured her whole! She began to squirm and push herself against my face as I moved my tongue between her ass and her clit. Tasting all the commingled flavors there. My tongue explored her ass cheeks, inner thighs and outer lips, cleaning up the wetness that was there. Most of it was her juices that were literally running out of her vagina. Telling me just how turned on she was. And I was the same. I eagerly lapped it up, savoring the taste of her. God I loved it!
Suddenly she reached and pulled my head away as if she could no longer stand it. But instead of shaking with orgasm, a slow steady stream of pee emanated from her peehole. I saw it open slightly to allow her pee to exit and I dove my open mouth into her as I filled my mouth with her hot nectar. And nectar is exactly what it was. And I was a hungry bee in her flower. Greedy for every last drop.
I placed my open mouth over her pussy. Just barely touching her with my bottom lip. She tightened then released a stream that filled my mouth. I savored the taste for a bit before loudly swallowing so she could hear my pleasure in her wonderful gift to me.
Again she let loose and this time it just poured forth in a stream onto my face and into my hungry mouth. I swallowed many times as she emptied herself into me. Moaning with pleasure and relief to finally let it out. I drank and luxuriated in her warm, beautiful girl pee. I could have died right then and there.
When her stream finally slowed, I was covered in her wetness. My face, my neck, shoulders and chest.
I filled my mouth full with the last of her and slowly let it run out as I moved my mouth up her stomach to her awaiting nipple. When I opened my mouth to suck it in. The remaining liquid poured out over her breast and down her side. She moaned deeply, bucked her hips and came with such intensity that I did as well. Covering her stomach. My God! My toes curled. My body convulsed and tingled from the power of the release.
We fell into each other. Hot. Exhausted and completely limp.
But then she surprised me again as she said I want to taste you on your lips. I looked at her with an intensity of emotion I’m not sure I’ve ever felt before. I’d never tasted myself and was a bit shocked by her request. But I didn’t hesitate. I licked her stomach clean. Every last glistening drop and brought my lips to hers. She kissed me with such greedy passion as our tongues exchanged my creamy semen. Kissing and swallowing the product of our passion for each other.
I finally rolled to my back and she laid her head on my chest. We lay there breathing and content as my mind tried to comprehend what just happened.
Finally, she asked me if I liked it. My only reply was What do you think? She said, I’m so glad. And after a pause, she said I love you. And I told her I loved her too. And she kissed my chest. And we drifted off to sleep. Still wet. Still warm. And more in love than any two people ever were.
56-60, M
