I was on a high. My 2-way mirror allowed me to see everything, Steve and Jane were probably still fucking in the Bridal Suite, but I was now in the bar with my wife Karen trying to make small talk with the other guests. Karen kept asking me questions but I was miles away, well no more than 100 feet anyway. When she asked me a second time I had to dispel the thoughts of what I had seen recently and try and answer her. God was I horny. Karen sensed that I wasn’t on the same planet as her and she asked me what was wrong, I made some excuse and re-filled my pint glass.
The evening dragged on but my thoughts kept me happy and my cock permanently hard. It was a good job I didn’t have to move from my bar stool. Finally the last of the guests left the bar area and I almost pounced on Karen.
‘Come on let me take you to bed.’ I said
‘Feeling horny are we.’
‘Fucking right I am.’
Fortunately Karen was in the mood tonight and quickly we ran up the stairs. I was stripped and ready for action almost before the door closed. Karen was shocked.
‘A little keen aren’t we?’
I replied by embracing her and kissing her, my hands unbuttoned her blouse and quickly unhooked her bra. They fell to the floor. My mouth immediately went to her breasts. Considering we had been together for 12 years, she had kept her figure and exercised regularly, her 36 C breasts were still firm and topped by a set of nipples that extended to a good half inch when she was aroused. They were. I was like a child feeding on his mother’ milk. I had always enjoyed licking, sucking and gently nibbling on Karen’ nipples and tonight was no exception. She enjoyed it as well, as she responded to my mouths exertions.
‘Mmmmmm.’ She groaned.
After a couple of minutes I moved my hands to her waist and unbuttoned her skirt and released the zip. Karen moved her hips and her skirt fell to the floor. The kinky bitch didn’t have any panties on. I laid her on the bed and let my tongue lick her from her breasts down across her stomach and into her neatly shaved bush. She kept it nicely trimmed with just a thin line above her clit, I liked it like that. My tongue started to lick over her outer lips, searching for the delights that were still hidden. I licked up and down those outer lips, slowly but surely they started to open and my tongue could access the sweet taste of her cunt. I let my tongue slide up and down, pushing my tongue inside slowly driving her wild. My hand joined in and started to slowly massage her clit. Karen was getting wetter and wetter, I switched the point of attack. My tongue now licking her clit and my index finger sought her opening and slowly I inserted my finger to the first knuckle. She felt deliciously tight and as I started to finger fuck her more of my finger disappeared, until it was completely inserted. As I pulled it out I added a second finger, it too disappeared and a third joined it.
Karen was groaning ‘Fuck me, fuck me harder.’
I had to oblige, my fingers were fucking her harder and faster and my tongue was flicking across her clitoris with equal gusto. Karen’s orgasm was approaching fast. Her hands clutched at the quilt and she screamed as her orgasm hit her.
‘Ahhhhhhhh. Oh god that feels good. Uhhhhhhhhhh’
Simultaneously her legs, which had worked their way over both my shoulders, gripped my head tightly. This was a powerful orgasm and I kept up the pace with my tongue on her clit. My fingers acted like a cock and were now pushing into her harder. Her cunt was gripping my fingers as the contractions eased off. Slowly Karen relaxed as her orgasm tailed off.