He called her on his way home. Marie asked where he was at, and he just answered "out shopping"
He always told her where he was, so she knew that he was up to something.
"Where are you shopping at?" she asks
His answer was "somewhere. You had better be cleanly shaven and naked in bed when I get home".
His words immediately shot a spark to her pussy. Marie loved to be surprised with new toys from him. She enjoyed the look on his face when he used it on her, and discovered new ways to make her squirm and scream under his touch.
Marie hung up the phone went to the bathroom, and slipped out of her clothes, had a quick shower and a shave, toweled off and walked to the bedroom. Marie lay down on the bed, closed her eyes and waited for him.
She could feel the juices flowing from her pussy, she knew she was wet for him.
The door opened and closed.
"Heya Babe!" she said when she heard his footsteps coming down the hall to the bedroom.
"Get up off the bed, and put a blindfold on, then sit on the very edge of the bed with your legs spread as wide as you can, and your feet on the floor".
Marie did as she was told, and when he walked in he almost lost his breath as how lovely she looked sitting there naked and waiting for him. He never got tired of looking at her. Her figure was not as it was when he met her, but he still loved it. She was a little plumper, and he had to work a little harder sometimes to get to those sensitive spots, but seeing and hearing her reactions was well worth it.
"Are you ready for what I have brought home for you?" He asked.
"YES!" was her answer.
"Are you sure? Don't you even want to know what it is I have brought home for you?"
"I trust you." She replied
"Is your pussy wet?" he asked her
"Yes, I can feel the wetness on my leg"
She was hoping that it was something that vibrated, or was made of glass, but when she didn't hear any buzzing she was a little dissapointed.
Then Marie felt something like a tongue on her pussy. It was a tongue. She also could feel someone sitting down on the bed next to her. Immediately she was afraid, then she heard his words in her ear and felt the hotness of his breath on her neck.
"Do you like what I have brought for you"? he asked huskily.
She barely breathed the word "yes"
Whoever was on the floor at her feet, was doing a great job of keeping her mind off who he might be. Gently lapping at her pussy.
She felt him move beside her, and then his mouth was at her breast. His tongue gliding over her nipple and gently flicking it. It was automatic for him, his mouth knew every line, curve, and hot spot on her body. He definately knew how to excite her.
He pushed her gently back onto the bed so she was lying down. All the while the person between her legs never missed a beat. If Marie didn't know any better she would think it was her husband lapping at her pussy. That person knew exactly where to touch her, how to lick her pussy the way he would. She knew it wasn't him, as he was busy fondling and suckling her breasts.
She was enjoying all this attention, but in the back of her mind she coudln't stop thinking about who could be between her legs and expertly licking her pussy. She could also feel the orgasm building within her. Her breathing was getting heavier, and with every breath she took in, her chest rose and fell. With every rise of her chest, he would take her nipple in his mouth and suck hard.
Then everything stopped. No kisses, no lapping, nothing. Oh exciting she thought, he is going to bring me to the brink of orgasm, and then just let me go.
The next thing she knows, she feels movement on the bed. She is sure that he is going to position himself over her face and let her suck is beautiful cock that she loves so much. Sure enough she feels his feet on either side of her head. She opens her mouth in order to receive his cock. But no cock is there. She can smell somthing sweet and musky. Now she is really confused.
"Close your mouth babe, and stick out your tongue. You will not be sucking my cock tonight, or least not yet anyways."
She did as she was told. She felt warmth on her face. She couldn't help but wonder what was going on. Then she felt and tasted it on her tongue. It wasn't a man at all, it was a woman.
Marie was so excited she could barely contain herself. She was lapping at that pussy like an expert. Moving her head for better access to all the sweet spots.
"You had better make her cum hard, so I can see her wetness all over your face. She tells me she squirts if you lick her good enough." he told her.
Marie licked this foreign pussy with all that she had in her. She didn't want to dissapoint him, and she definately wanted to know what a woman squirting tasted like. He always told her that she was sooo much sweeter when she squirted for him. Now was her chance to find out.
The owner of this new pussy was moaning loudly and talking dirty to her which she loved.