Goddamn but she's hot. Everyone thinks so. Sure, her body is showing her motherhood, but she knows how to work it. She's 36, but most people think she's 28. I can't think of a sexier body. She's 5'9, 150 pounds -- athletic. She's a B-cup these days, but I love how her nipples stand at perky attention. Long legs and toes I could suck for days. I don't even have a foot fetish, but when she wears a French pedi... fuck!
We had just completed one of our monthly date nights -- a tradition of ours ever since we became parents. Inevitably, we end up at a bar or club with a younger, post-college crowd. She knows how tight my jeans get when she goes off to the bar to shamelessly flirt with guys who think they have a chance with her. She giggles, touches their chests and arms, stands just a little too close, and lets them buy her far too many drinks. Then after a good, long teasing, I walk up to "hit" on her and we leave for our bed. The glares I get from the young ones are priceless.
The ride home involved some amazing road head. It was just a short jaunt from Downtown to our place... nicely lit late at night with plenty of activity on the streets. Usual for 2 am. I like to make it easy for her -- unless I'm wearing a suit, I'm going commando. So she found it easy to undo my jeans and start taking my cock in her mouth. As her throat accepted my size, her tongue found its way to enveloping my shaft with its warm, silky embrace. Her small hand gently cupping my balls with an occasional gentle tug to stave off climax until the right moment. We both knew what we were looking for to be "the right moment". Soon, I pulled up on it: a car at a stoplight filled with younger girls. Late high school? Early college? Who knows. Certainly old enough to be out on the town "with the girls". And wild enough -- probably drunk enough -- to enjoy a little show. Pulling up to the light, I looked over, caught an eye, and smiled. Then I rested back into the driver's seat, grabbed Wife's hair in my fist and pushed her head down hard while bucking my hips to achieve maximum penetration. She gagged a bit but allowed the violation of her throat. As her tonsils tightened around the head of my cock, I let myself cum hard to shoot my jism deep into her warm and wet mouth. Of course, any girl with experience could easily see on my face what I was experiencing -- and from the looks of the occupants in the next car, they were well versed in this sort of activity. As the light turned green, Wife came back up, gave the girls a slutty wink as she wiped her mouth with a beautifully manicured hand, and buckled in as I pulled away.
By now the car was filled with the scent of her hot snatch. The distinctive smell of a wet pussy ready to be fucked. As I accelerated toward home, Wife hiked up her dress so I could see the beads of moisture on the dark hairs that lined her feminine slit. She knows I don't want her completely bare... I like to be able to smell her womanly cunt as the juices collect on her bush.
She was already unbuckled as I pulled into the garage. I hit the button to close the door and got out to meet her by the trunk. As I enveloped her in my arms I bent down to give her a deep kiss, tasting the slight flavor of my cum on her tongue. I lifted her onto the trunk of my car. As I lowered my head between her legs, she pulled them back by her silky smooth calves to present her pussy to my mouth. As I went down, my tongue started licking her outer lips, drinking the moisture off of her tightly trimmed hair. As I gently grazed her swollen and pulsating clit, she let out a little whimper and I could feel her abs contract as her hips buckled at the touch. Savoring her taste, I slowly moved to her inner lips, sucking them gently into my mouth and tonguing them like a teenage boy with his first French kiss. As her moaning became louder and more enthusiastic, I moved lower still. Bending her legs back so that her feet were by her head, I dove into the flavorful hole of her snatch. Tongue fucking her pussy and my nose filled with her aroma, I tasted her creamy cum as it dripped down my chin. Her moans increasing with every graze of her g-spot, I moved back up to her throbbing, purple clit to finally relieve her tension. As I licked and sucked the little button of soft flesh, my fingers dove into her cunt to find the spongy center of pleasure. Her enthusiasm building, she finally released the climax with a hard, guttural moan and her pussy firmly contracting around my fingers, squeezing them in a vice-like grip.
