Monday again.
Three weeks have passed since my journey into depravity began.
My last encounter with Sam had reawakened my concious after I got in my truck and took off. The fact that I was sneaking around on the girl with whom I was cheating on my wife with spoke volumes when once my hormones settled.
I would never look at sex the same, and that was ok with me, but the last shred of decency reared it's ugly head and said...what about your wife?...you jackass.
No more, I told myself as I headed to the garage, and thank goodness my garage has a shower, cause boy was I stinking. It probably would not have mattered anyway as the heat was still so tremendous that my body was constantly soaked with sweat.
So I had made it through the first week ok without any problems...my wife continued her descent into my world, as I became more bold in my nastiness.
Like Tuesday morning: I got up early and worked out, and instead of hitting the showers I crawled back into bed. I did not bother with her breasts today and went straight to her pussy.
I breathed her in and lust took over as I started a slow assault on her gash.
She came awake and moaned, and as she did she turned onto her side and threw her leg over my head allowing me better access.
Slowly I maneuvered myself so I had both arms around her hips and holding her ass while my tongue danced between her folds...remember she has a sizable belly which gets in the way...but now she is comfortably on her side, and I have positioned myself into a nice 69 and move my dick towards her lips.
"PU!!...honey you stink!" is her startled explanation as she becomes aware of my cock in her face.
I reply by latching on to her clit and sucking urgently as I thrust my dick at her mouth.
Making contact with her lips, I hold my dick steadily.
The first thrust finds her lips unyielding...but I can feel her breath coming out hard on my package, and I can tell she is breathing it in.
When I pull back and thrust again she captures the head in her mouth as I moan my approval in her bush.
And so we begin a very nice session of sucking...I can sense she is more excited than usual, and she pops off quick and begins a long shuddering climax which at this point I would normally have pulled off, but instead I sucked her harder, and she just moaned and moaned around my dick causing the most lovely vibrations.
Thinking that it was now or never I released her lips and moved right to the baby soft little brown ring of her ass, and OH MAN I just started to make out with her ass.
Lost it.
My wife was lost in her climax as I thrust my tongue where it had never previously been privy to.
I had to hold on tight as her intial reaction was to pull back, but I firmed my grip, and actually fed on her NO, which to my surprise and delight blasted her off even harder than before.
"Oh yes, yes ,yes...oh Pete yes" she was shouting at this point.
I had never even knew she was capable, but how could I without bringing her down to this level.
Since I had her this far I tried to press the envelope a little further. Normally I would have pulled away from her mouth and fed her my cock in her pussy minutes ago, and I would never consider throwing my load in her throat, but normal times had come and gone...welcome to the age of depravity.
I dug my tongue into her sweet ass and let go with a big stream...this one would have gone over my head if I had been on my back jerking my dick...it was a JET.
I heard her gag and felt her mouth leave me as I kept on spurting and spurting. When she had released my dick the head snapped up and ended finishing itself all over her tits.
I immediately turned myself around and as she was still trying to regain her senses I covered her lips with mine and started a nice french...and she was just starting to respond when her eyes flew open with the realisation of what we were doing, and what had been done.
She pushed at me with her hands on my chest.
"Peter what has gotten into you?" in a very breathy out of breath way. So sexy.
"Mmm", I said closing my eyes and breathing in, "I love the smell of my dick on your breath."
Leaning in quick I thrust my tongue into her mouth, which was hanging open in surprise.
"Mmm...and it tastes even better" I breathed out into her face.
Then I jumped off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom without a further word.
What I would have seen if I bothered to look back was my wife, almost as if she was in a trance, slowly twirl my spunky load around her nipples, and then slowly lift her finger to her mouth...savoring the slimy digit.
Things began to change.
Even the way she looked at me was different.
From that encounter on I could tell she was in constant thought, and she had this flush to her skin.
She looked gorgeous.
Wednesday morning she awoke and found my face inches from hers on the pillow. She was still groggy and lazily said "What ya doin?" with a sleepy smile.
"Mmm, baby...your breath smells" I replied, which I knew would provoke the necessary response.
She immediately tried to turn onto her back, but I just held her close.
"I love your morning breath baby...I just want to swim in your nasty slimy mouth" I moaned.
"Peter that is gross" she replied, but I could see the color coming into her cheeks as she audibly breathed out some more into my face.
I closed my eyes breathing deeply saying "What hun".
Not quite catching on she repeated herself again telling me how gross it was, but this time I leaned my face so my nose was just about in her mouth and just groaned.
I opened my eyes and she was looking at me silently...so I swiped my tongue quickly across her lips.
The tongue swipe broke down whatever resistance she had left, because as quickly as I swiped at her she just captured my tongue and thrust her's into my mouth and I started sucking on the slimy digit with continuous little moans of delight escaping me as I reached down and found her gash to be SOAKED.
I pinned her arms above her head and lowered my armpit right to her nose, and she just openly sniffs me now while grinding herself on my finger as I suck and lick her neck, leaving it all slimed up.
Within seconds she is cumming hard on my hand as we continue to french our spit.
After some moments I bring my hand up to my mouth in front of her and lick off her juice...one more swipe across her parted lips and I dash to the bathroom like I am going to get washed up.
What I did not see, and what I would have seen if I looked back was her hand immediately dive into her wet gash rubbing herself.
I also would have seen her start to writhe out of control as she continuously switched hands so that she could bring the idle hand to her mouth to savor her juices time after time.
Thursday morning is a repeat of Wednesday, but this time when she awakes she doesn't say a word, but instead just breathes out a big smelly exhale as I lean forward as we just start frenching hot and heavy breathing out our nasty breath all over each other as we share our spit.
This time I roll onto my back and lift my arms over my head as she slowly rolls to her side chasing after my mouth.
