Lori examined herself in the mirror after she finished toweling herself dry. She was pleased by her reflected image. She wasn't perfect, but she had become confident that she looked pretty good for a nearly forty year old mother of four.
Unfortunately; the bruises on Lori's big breasts were like scarlet letters that attested to her most recent transgression. As she reached for her sleep bra, she took comfort in the hope that the garment that she habitually wore under her nightgown would conceal the evidence. However; as she began to fasten the row of clasps between the soft, cotton cups, she was shamed by the realization that deceit would only exasperate her sin. She resolved that she would confess, eventually, as she unfastened the clasps and removed her bra. Her guilt dissuaded her from even putting on a nightgown. Her nudity would be her tacit confession.
Lori emerged from the bathroom to find that Lenny had not bothered to unpack his luggage. He was already laying in bed, waiting for her. The sight of his broad, hairy, somewhat flabby chest revealed his expectations. She couldn't condemn her husband for being presumptuous. He had been traveling all week again. He was her husband, so he was entitled. However; his continuing desire for his wife provoked her guilt as well as her own desire. The realization that the sight of her husband, with all of his flaws, still evoked her own desire shamed her.
Lori struggled to remain calm and seem casual as she walked to the bed. Performing her nightly ritual with her CycleBeads was a welcome distraction. However; as she advanced the marker ring from the second white bead to the third, she was shamed by the reminder that she had been reckless again. The realization that her husband was watching intently only inflamed her guilt. She took solace in the fact that she was still early enough in her cycle that she should be safe. She had gotten away with being reckless she before. She would probably get away with being reckless this time too.
As Lori was setting her CycleBeads on her nightstand, she felt Lenny's hands grasping her soft buttocks, gently but firmly, and pulling her towards the bed until her sex was pressed against his face. She was almost overwhelmed by fear and guilt. However; she reminded herself that she had just taken a quick shower after they got home from the airport. A shower couldn't clean her as thoroughly as a bath, but it would have to do. More importantly, the sensation of Lenny's lips and tongue on her labia reignited the lust that should have been quenched by her transgressions only a few hours earlier.
Lori swung a leg up and over her husband then lifted the other onto the bed so that she was kneeling with her sex pressed against Lenny's face. As much as she enjoyed his eagerness to pleasure her orally, she had always been reticent about assuming such an assertive, even vulgar position. However; it wasn't the first time that she had encouraged her husband to pleasure her orally while she was on top. It had become almost the new normal in recent months.
As Lori pressed her sex firmly against Lenny's mouth, the flagrant wantonness of the act inflamed her lust. She began to climax almost immediately. She had always understood that unlike men, women could have many orgasms without any need to recuperate. However; only recently had she experienced the pleasure of climaxing so soon after having what must have been over a dozen orgasms last night then that afternoon.
The sensation of Lenny's tongue plunging deep into Lori's vagina provoked yet another orgasm. His tongue entered her almost effortlessly. Her vagina was still distended from being fucked repeatedly that afternoon. Her climax went on and on and on as her husband tongue fucked her.
Eventually; the lips and tongue that were pleasuring Lori faltered. She would have been elated if her husband had continued, but she didn't complain. She owed it to him to allow him his own pleasure, if he was able. Lori slid her pelvis down Lenny's bulging belly until she was straddling his hips. She was elated to feel his erect penis probing her sex. As she eagerly enveloped his penis with her vagina, she marveled at the firmness of his erection. Her husband wasn't having difficulties, at least not tonight. Although Lenny couldn't match the girth or the length that she had recently become accustomed to her, it was immensely satisfying to feel her husband's penis inside her. She began to atone for her sin by rhythmically flexing her pelvic muscles, lovingly massaging his penis with her vagina.
As Lori continued to fuck her husband, the eagerness with which he was massaging and squeezing her big breasts made it obvious that he wasn't going to last long enough to bring her to climax again. Although she was disappointed, she didn't resent it. He had already pleasured her with his tongue. More importantly, she owed him his husbandly prerogatives. She just smiled at him then bent forward to offer her sagging tits to his eager mouth.
Lori savored the sensation of Lenny's mouth ravishing her breasts. He wasn't content to gently kiss, lick and maybe suck on her nipples. He was taking her big aurolaes as well as her nipples deep into his mouth and sucked on them as hard as he could. She could even feel his teeth on her soft flesh! Lori felt Lenny taking the inner side of one of her breasts into his mouth to suck on it even harder. She knew what he was doing. He was marking her as his, just as her paramour had done only a few hours earlier.
As her husband continued to abuse her breasts, habit drew Lori's gaze to her CycleBeads. The sight of the marker ring on the third, white bead reminded her of the need to be careful. The marker ring was also a reminder of her wanton recklessness earlier that afternoon. Lori was suddenly overwhelmed with guilt which evoked a desire to atone for her sin. She was suddenly inspired to dismount from Lenny's penis then slid her pelvis down his legs until she could bend down to take his penis in her mouth. She was amazed that deep throating her husband could be so easy, but she had in recent months become accustomed to performing fellacio on a much larger penis. As she fellated Lenny, she looked lovingly into his eyes. He was obviously not just amazed but elated by her eagerness to pleasure him orally.
As Lenny's impending climax became more urgent, Lori vacillated. Performing oral sex on him had always been merely foreplay. She had always finished him with her hands or her cleavage, or may be a cameltoe slide, before they became engaged. Once she had surrendered her precious virginity to her fiancée Lori had been to eager to have his penis inside her to even consider fellating him to orgasm. After their wedding, performing fellatio had become an infrequent and reluctant gift to pleasure her husband, and only as foreplay. The prospect of actually bringing him to orgasm orally had become unthinkable. However; Lori had in recent months learned to savor not just the sensation of a throbbing, pulsing penis ejaculating in her mouth, but the flavor of semen.
The astonished, ecstatic expression on Lenny's face as she allowed him to ejaculate in her mouth was priceless. Lori was encouraged to continue fellating him as his semen continued to spurt into her mouth. The flavor was not as pleasing as what she had become accustomed to, but it was not really unpleasant. There was also no risk that her mouth could not contain his fountain of love. However; after a few moments of vacillation, Lori swallowed her husband's semen.
Lori savored the sensation of Lenny lovingly caressing her hair as she laid with her head on his groin. She was astounded when he said, "I guess I owe your boyfriend my gratitude for helping you to overcome your inhibitions."
Lori almost panicked as she asked, "you aren't angry, are you?"
"No, I already forgave you," Lenny assured her. Then he accused, "you've been seeing him again."
Lori asked, "how did you know?"
