It was just before Christmas and time to pack up everything in the house and put it in the attic so you could redecorate with "Christmas" things. There were some who loved this activity and there were others that dreaded it like the plague. I will let you guess which one I am.
My wife and I spent the entire day doing this and we were both tired. "Why don't you get us some carry out for dinner? I am too tired to cook and don't want to get dressed to go out." I gave her a look. When did I become the houseboy? "I'll make it worth your while when you get back..." She had that look on her face, the one I love. It means someone is going to get lucky. "I'll be back in a few" I said heading out the door.
I drove down to the restaurant and picked up dinner. I wondered what she had in mind as I drove back. We had been together for five years and our sex life could not be better. I was fortunate in that she loved sex just as much, if not more, than I.
I got back to the house and put the food in the kitchen. Pam was nowhere to be found. I decided to go look for her. I made it to the master bedroom and opened the door. My eyes lit up as I saw her sitting in the chair across from the bed. She was wearing a sexy little Santa suit. It was red, of course, trimmed in white fur. It had a little crop top with a fur lined hood that left her tummy bare coupled with a little red mini skirt which was also trimmed in white fur with a pair of high heels. She looked like a dream come true as she sat there with her legs crossed, that look on her face.
"Did you get me something to eat?" she asked in her sexy voice. Her eyes went straight to my crotch. I could not keep the smile from spreading across my face. "I sure did," my hand went naturally to my cock.
"Good. Because I have something here for you to eat," she said with that sexy smile of hers. It was then that she uncrossed her legs, draping one over the arm of the chair. My eyes were immediately drawn to the massive cock peeking out from beneath her skirt.
Pam has been simply fascinated with the idea of me sucking cock ever since I shared with her that I fooled around with my roommate one semester at college. Once the cat was out of the bag, she made me describe every little detail to her... over and over again. Don't get me wrong; I was happy that she wasn't upset. And I quickly learned that she loved the idea of me sucking cock. Not long after that she bought the cock she was now wearing.
I can't explain why, but I love the way that cock looks on her. It is the most life-like cock I have ever seen and feels like a real one too. It is eight inches long and very, very thick. The sight of it triggers something in me, something very naughty.
She flipped her skirt up so I could see the entire thing. Now she is barely five feet tall, so the thing hangs almost to her knee. I must admit there is something extremely erotic about her cute little feminine body, complete with luscious curves, sporting that massive cock!
Now I will confuse that I love to suck cock. It's so taboo, primitive. But I have always found it perfectly natural and very exciting. I really connect with it. But I have not sucked a real cock since that semester so no one was happier than me when she strapped on her cock for the first time.
She grabbed it at the base and wiggled it seductively. Her dainty hand barely closed around it. "Come here...you know you want this...come suck my cock." She was right; I did want it.
I walked over to her chair and dropped to my knees between her legs. She pointed her cock at my lips. Her eyes were filled with excitement. There was just a hint of doubt too, doubt that I would do it. I let that thought linger for a moment as I stared at it. Unable to wait any longer, I leaned in and ran my tongue slowly across the head. Her eyes closed briefly as she moaned, but popped open again not wanting to miss the show.
I ran my tongue seductively around the tip never breaking eye contact with her. The feel of a cock against my lips drives my arousal. I am quickly reminded of how much thicker, and longer, hers is than mine as I slurp the tip with my tongue. The damn thing is so thick that it always takes me a minute or two of licking to warm up my jaw muscles before I can actually get it in my mouth.
I slipped my lips over it, just past the mushroom shaped head. I licked the little hole with my tongue... remembering. Lust was starting to overcome me as well. I stretched my jaw muscles as much as they would go and took another inch or two between my lips. I started moving my head up and down those inches, my senses dominated.
"You love that so much" she said watching. She knows that it drives me crazy when she starts talking dirty. "You look so good sucking cock...are you licking it with your tongue... can you taste it ...let me see you lick it."
I was so into by then. I pulled it from my mouth and licked it all over in the most seductive way. "Like this...am I doing it right?" I say before plunging back down, lips stretched wide.
"Mm, you know how to do it...you know how to make the boys happy...show me how much you love that cock..." I trace its outline with my tongue, push back down on it and moan. "You want a real one so bad...one that will fill your mouth...you want that taste...I can see it in your eyes..."