Valentine's day is her day and I always try to make it special. For years now, I've prepared all of her favorite foods, lobster, king crab legs and Mrs. Fields cookies her after dinner sweets. The after dinner treats are for me. Once the kids were in bed and we finished our bottle of wine, my wife made her way to our bedroom. Eventually she went into the walk in closet and saw that I had the Love Swing hanging in its special place and had all of our sex toys next to the swing. My wife's eyes gleamed as she headed for a quick shower to prepare her for the night ahead.
When finished I carried her to the swing and helped her into a reclining position with her pussy spread wide precisely at the height of my mouth when I was on my knees. I was delighted to see that she had removed almost all of her pubic hair and there would be no obstacles in my way this evening. I began with a sensuous and slow full body massage devoting tremendous time to her whole body with the exception of her tits, pussy, and ass. I would mix in long sensuous kisses and alternate delivering the massage with my hands and tongue. My wife was relaxed and totally enjoying the attention.
Eventually, I sucked a nipple in my mouth and ran my hand dangerously close to her pussy lips. Sighs of enjoyment filled the air and I felt her pushing her pussy to meet my hand. I avoided direct contact and moved to the other nipple and other thigh. I continued the teasing and skated my hand around her asshole. Another sigh of enjoyment informed me that my wife was enjoying her Valentine's day. I then began to tongue my way around her pussy. Down one thigh, up the other, across the navel and down again. I paused to blow on her open pussy and marveled at the sight. Her pussy lips and clit were swollen and begging for attention as her wetness was coating the entire area. My cock grew even harder and I moved in for the kill.
My first target was her pristine asshole. I began a slow and probing assault on her ass and increased the tempo to meet her moans. I was tonguing her backdoor with reckless abandon when I forced myself to stop before she reached an orgasm. I tongued my way upward and sucked both pussy lips into my mouth at the same time. I sucked very hard and then as I released the pressure I let my tongue cover her left pussy lip. I then moved slowly to the right lip and paused at the bottom. Next, I pushed my entire tongue out and very slowly began the climb up the middle of her slit. My foreplay had paid off as I was treated to a large serving of her nectar. I feared that her moan might wake the children and felt her hands on the top of my head in an attempt to capture my tongue until it finished the task.
I flickered her clit and then started the slow, sweet journey back down. I repeated that trip five more times and at the end of the last trip, I slowly started to tongue her very moist, and very receptive love hole. I was making love to her pussy and was overwhelmed with the intense feelings of love I had for her and for that awesome pussy that I simply could not get enough of. Eating my wife's pussy was absolutely the most satisfying part of my life. It felt as if my tongue was disappearing into her pussy and reaching up and touching her heart. Our eyes were locked and there was an intense feeling of love, lust and desire as she allowed me to worship her most treasured place and permitted me to drink the nectar of her love. As my tongue flicked in and out, my upper lip grabbed her clit and sucked it in. Several moans and several minutes later I returned to devouring her love button. I again brought her to the brink of orgasm and, to her dismay, I again stopped.