Laura's climax came like a tidal wave crashing over her entire body. She wrapped her legs around Dennis's head in an effort to force every ounce of ecstasy from her body. She opened her mouth but no sound came out. Her body shuddered, then froze as she reached the peak.
To be continued ...
After a few moments Laura unwrapped her legs from around Dennis' head. He slowly got up and returned to his seat. The rush of the cool night air on her vagina alerted her to the fact that she was sprawled in her chair naked from the waist down. She gradually, reluctantly, reached down and pulled up her pants. She faced Dennis and smiled indicating her satisfaction, then shakily stood up and headed for the camper. She didn't say a word but rested her hand on his shoulder for a lingering moment as she passed by him. Dennis remained in his seat staring into the fire, contemplating the good fortune of having a long awaited fantasy come true.
What Laura and Dennis didn't realize was that while they were engaged in their lustful act Mike had gotten up to get a drink and happened to glance out the window just as Dennis knelt down in front of her. When he saw Dennis pulling down Laura's pants and her willingly allowing it, his first feeling was rage. Surprisingly, his initial anger was quickly overcome with a sense of arousal. There was his wife of twenty years with her legs spread wide open and her pussy being licked by their friend. It didn't make sense, but his cock started getting hard. He was strangely mesmerized by the sight of his woman being pleasured by another man. Laura's moans of encouragement heightened his arousal even more. He watched what was happening like it was a scene from a porn movie with his wife as the star.
Laura stepped inside the camper and found Mike standing in front of her. He said, "I saw what you did." Her mind started racing in fear of what would happen next. She looked at his face for signs of what he was thinking. What she didn't notice was the bulge in his shorts. His next words were as shocking to her as they were to him. He said, "Come in here and take off your clothes," as he led her into the bedroom. She followed without question.
When they entered the room Mike dropped his shorts and laid on the bed exposing his raging hard on. Laura stood there for a moment staring at it and thinking to herself that she didn't remember him ever being so hard. Mike interrupted that thought by commanding, "I said take your clothes off!" Laura slowly did as she was instructed. She started by pulling down the zipper of the jacket she was wearing and dropping it to the floor. Next she pulled the t-shirt over her head exposing her full round breasts. The exposure made her nipples harden almost instantly and caused a slight chill to run through her body. Then she reached for the waistband of her pants, lowered them past her hips, and allowed them to slide down her shapely legs. Finally, she stepped out of the pants and stood totally naked in front of her husband.
Somehow, she felt more naked than she ever had before. She was overcome with anxiety in anticipation of what Mike had in mind. Interestingly, the anxiety was mixed with an equal share of arousal. She liked it when Mike took control. The primitive sense of "being taken' by a man was something that had always excited Laura. For some reason this time felt different. His control over her was more powerful because she had been a bad girl and needed to atone for her transgression.
"Come here," Mike commanded. Laura dutifully walked to the edge of the bed and stood in front of him. He then placed his hands on her head and guided it toward his throbbing organ. Laura parted her lips without hesitation as she eagerly wrapped them around his shaft. She enjoyed sucking cock. She was good at it and she knew it. Somehow she also knew that this was going to be her best blowjob ever. She would make sure of it.
Laura lowered her head and accepted Mike's meat inch by inch, just like she had so many times before. She always loved the way it filled her mouth. The feel of it sliding down her throat. Yes. She was proud that she could deep throat and swallow every inch. She loved the feeling she got when her mouth was being fucked. She enjoyed being forced to do what "bad girls" do ... that feeling of being slutty. It felt natural for her assume this submissive role.