“Sweetheart, if you want to kiss me you can. You never have to ask, just take what’s yours. These lips are yours. Do with them as you please.”
He had a wicked little grin when he said that, which caused me to flashback to the previous night when he used his mouth to make me come. I could go for another one of those encounters, but was I ready for what followed? I wasn’t quite sure, so I settled for a quick peck. As I pulled away to look into his eyes, my ears were gifted with a very familiar song. Riri’s Caribbean flavor erupted into the room telling me how she had to work to get her man. On instinct, my hips dropped, and my body involuntarily started to whine.
“Oh shit! That’s my song! Hey!”
I wasn’t sure what to expect from Linc, so when he fell into step and started grinding up on me like we were in a dance hall video, I wanted to jump for joy. We sang and danced all over that kitchen until we were too tired to move. We ended the fun with him grinding up on me from behind as I washed up the last of the dishes. The music had stopped long ago, but I guess he was still hearing it in his head. I could feel his hardness pushing against my backside as he planted sexy kisses down the side of my neck. It felt so good that a moan escaped my lips. My body stilled and so did his. He immediately backed away from me putting distance between us that I wasn’t sure I wanted.
“I’m sorry, Eileen. I didn’t mean to get carried away. I’ll let you finish up in here while I take my shower.”
He flew out of there like his ass was on fire before I could confess that I wanted him to keep going. I enjoyed his hands and mouth on me. It was making me want him. In fact I still felt the tingling long after he left to shower. Feeling the need to touch myself for relief, I came up with a plan. I would hurry to the room and masturbate before he could get out of the shower.
I made sure all the lights were shut off and the doors were locked, before heading to the bedroom. I pulled off my clothes and slipped under the covers, convinced there was enough time for me to finger myself a bit. I still hadn’t mastered the art of self-orgasms, but I was getting closer each time. Just as I dipped my finger in my treasure, the water shut off. There was barely enough time for me to remove my hand from between my legs before Linc opened the door naked as the day he was born. There was an ab show happening in that bathroom starring the man of my dreams. That monstrous appendage between his legs swung freely with each movement causing my mouth to water.
Lawdamercy!
I was not going to survive another night lying next to this gorgeous man without feeling his body inside mine. I needed to try again. I had the best view in the house. From my angle I could check out his reflection in the mirror as he went through his nightly ritual. If he noticed me staring at him, he said nothing. I was pretty sure he thought he was alone. The man in the mirror was what wet dreams were made of.
I watched as he squeezed beard oil into his hand and rubbed them together. As he began to rub the oil into his beard, I became super wet between my legs. There was something sensual about watching a man groom. A fire ignited in my panties and I no longer cared if it was going to hurt. I needed this man. What was it he said earlier about those sweet lips being mine to take? Well I wanted them on me immediately.
As quietly as I could, I climbed out of bed and tiptoed into the bathroom. He was distracted with brushing his wet hair, which allowed me to slip in behind him and wrap my arms around his carved waist. My hands slid south and didn’t stop until I was holding all of him in my hands. He groaned at contact as his head fell back. My hands stroked up and down his shaft causing him to harden in my hand. My lips got in on the action as I kissed across his shoulders and down his arm.
“Fuck, Eileen. That feels so good.”
Encouraged by his moans of pleasure, I increased the speed of my hands on him. Too short to reach his neck like I wanted, I took to biting on his back. His body shuttered as I left my mark on my man. He didn’t pull away like I expected so I continued to play. I had no idea what I was doing so I just allowed my instinct to guide me. His hard body felt amazing under my fingers. He allowed me to continue for a few minutes before taking control of the situation.
“Baby, are you sure about this?”
“Yes, I am very sure. I want you so badly, Linc. Please let me try again. Show me how to please you. I promise you won’t regret it.”
“Fuck!”
The next thing I knew, my husband had turned around, lifted me onto the countertop, and slid between my thighs. The way he attacked my mouth had me gasping for breath. His hands roamed my body, his left settled on my backside, while his right massaged my breasts. My back arched pressing my breast into his hand, begging for more pleasure as our tongues tangled in a sexy dance. Linc reached down and ran a thick finger over my cloth covered clit causing me to saturate my panties instantly.
“Baby, that feels so good.” I moaned as he ran his tongue down my neck.
My senses were in overdrive, not knowing which sensation to focus on. My hips started moving back and forth chasing that delicious friction his fingers were bringing me. Whatever my body was going through last night was forgotten. Tonight the only thing I was feeling was ecstasy and it was addicting. I wanted the feeling to continue forever.
“Eileen, I need you so bad. If you want me to stop, please tell me now.”
“I never want you to stop, Lincoln.”
The man growled at me as he ripped my panties off. He worked my middle with one finger, stretching me for his girth that was soon to follow. When he was satisfied with my wetness, he placed my hand on his cock and just like the first time instructed me to place him inside.
He was thick and long and the veins on his shaft looked delicious. I wanted to lick them. Instead, my husband gently pushed himself inside of my tightness causing me to moan. I was ready for him, nice and wet. Pausing his movements, he waited for me to accommodate his size.
“Are you alright? Am I hurting you?” he asked through clenched teeth.
“It’s uncomfortable, but nothing like last night. I’m fine. Please keep going. I don’t want you to stop.”
“Fuck baby. That’s what I wanted to hear.”
Linc pushed further inside until his cock was completely in. It hurt a bit, but it felt good at the same time. I focused on the delicious sensation he was drawing from his mouth latching on to my nipples. He alternated licked and sucking each one, making sure neither was neglected. My head fell back, and my mouth fell open with pleasure in my tongue. I couldn’t deny how amazing he made me feel. Linc was moving in and out of me with such gentle precision it was impossible not to enjoy. The way he looked at me as he pumped into me was a bit scary, but I found it turned me all the way on.
“Linc! Oh baby. I think… I want… Oh shit!”
My body exploded as he grabbed my hair and bit my neck. I definitely liked when he did that. He latched on to my neck with his mouth and delivered pump after pump of pleasure. This is what I missed out on last night? I could kick myself for giving up so soon. Oh we were going to be spending a lot of time practicing my new favorite activity. Every touch to my body elicited a sensual response. My moans turned into pants and those turned into screams. I held on to my husband as he brought me to orgasm one… two… three more times before he finally released his hot cream into me.
I writhed under his body as he spilled into me. I wanted more, but even I knew it would be a while before we could do it again.
“Oh my God! Oh Linc. The way you made my body… Oh, baby it was amazing.”
A smirk tickled the corner of his mouth as he peered down at me, sweat dripping from his brow.
“Baby, you have no idea how good you made me feel. You are addictive. I want you again. Right now.”
Ten
Insatiable
Lincoln
I lifted my wife from her perch on the bathroom counter, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist as I carried her into our bedroom. I took a seat on the chair by the window that overlooked the ocean. It was my
favorite place in the room, and I wanted to christen it. The curtain was drawn, giving us the perfect view as the light of the moon shone on the water below. Eileen was so beautiful sitting there freshly fucked, but still turned on.
She really shocked me when she came into the bathroom and grabbed my dick. I sure as hell wasn’t complaining. She was a different woman than the night before. Gone were the nerves and virginal virtue. In their place sat a beautiful woman full of desire and passion. I can’t tell you how happy she just made me. There I was prepared to wait weeks for her to come around, but apparently, she felt that undeniable chemistry between us, too.
Looking at the beautiful creature perched in my lap there was only one thing I wanted. Those sexy as fuck lips wrapped around my cock. When she leaned over and kissed me, I smiled. She was no longer timid. Eileen had experienced pleasure and now she knew what made her feel good. There were still plenty of things to show her, but at least she had a jumping off point. She was about to get her first lesson in pleasing a man like me.
“On your knees, Lena.”
She gave me a shocked look, but quickly recovered and did as I asked. I wondered if the look was because of the command or the name I called her. Eileen seemed too stuffy for a fun-loving woman like her. I thought Lena fit her better. My wife quickly scrambled from my lap and sat on her knees waiting for further instructions. Damn she was sexy like this. My spent cock stirred at just the thought of being in her mouth. I hoped she was ready for this.
“You asked me to show you how to please me and this is one of the best ways, Lena. I want you to get familiar with my cock. Play with it. Jack me off, but above all else, I want it between those sexy as fuck lips.”
Without one word she reached up and took me in her hand, moving up and down the shaft. Much to my surprise, she leaned forward and spit on the head. I was semi hard, but I swear to my maker, I almost came right there on the spot. Tamping down my excitement I watched to see what other surprises Lena had for me. Confident in what she was doing, her tongue snaked out and licked the tip, earning her a groan. She happily sucked the head into her mouth and the sensation was wonderful. If I didn’t know for sure that she was a virgin just yesterday, I would have thought she had been doing this for many years. She barely needed any instructions as she bobbed her head up and down.
As she continued, I could tell she was apprehensive about the amount of pressure to use. She was hesitant with using her hands as well.
“Baby, I need you to apply a bit more suction, but be careful not to hurt me. You’ll know immediately if it hurts.”
She looked up at me with those big doe eyes and melted my heart. I was falling in love with this woman who wore my mother’s ring and gave head like a pro. I was so worked up by her ministrations that I needed to concentrate on something other than my own pleasure. I reached down and lifted my wife from her kneeling position on the floor, sitting her frame directly over my face. Her legs rested on either side of me as I plunged face first into her dripping wet pussy.
“Dirty girl. Sucking my cock turn you on, baby?”
If she responded, I didn’t hear her. I assumed she was nodding her head as was her habit. I had no time to remove my face from her treasure, so smacked her on the ass for emphasis.
“Use your words Lena. I can’t see you.”
She jumped and then giggled. Yeah, she was a naughty girl. I was going to enjoy exploring that side of her.
“Yes, baby. I like tasting you.”
Fuck! I knew I asked for it, but I wasn’t ready for the sensation her words left in my heart. I was never letting her go. I used her body’s weight to flip her over, so she was face to face with my cock.
“Suck me off while I eat this pussy, baby.”
We snacked on each other until we were sated. Lena curled up onto my lap and we took a nap together in the chair. I woke up to my woman’s kisses. She was trailing her lips from my mouth down my neck and across my collarbone. I let her kiss and caress me until my cock was screaming to be inside her once again. With her straddling me, I slid my wife onto my throbbing manhood until she was fully seated.
“I want you to ride me, baby. Move your hips like you were doing in the kitchen earlier. Find your rhythm. If you need help, let me know. Otherwise I am going to let you explore to see what pleases you.”
“It feels really good when I rotate like this. Oh god! Linc, you feel so good.”
When her hands shot to her breast to rub her nipples, I groaned in pleasure. She was a vision sitting stark naked on my lap riding me. Lena quickly found her rhythm, rotating her hips over me like a goddess. I had never seen anything better in my life. The more pleasure she found, the more uninhibited she became. She started bouncing up and down and screaming my name at the top of her lungs. My god, she was glorious. Her passion paired with her tight walls clamping down on me pulled my orgasm from me.
“Fuck! You’re amazing, baby. I have never seen a more intoxicating vision.”
Lena collapsed on my chest with a smile on her face bright enough to rival the moon. She was sated, tired and mine. I wrapped her in the cocoon of my arms and held her close. We made love twice more before watching the sunrise together. I must have drifted into a slight coma because when I came to, Lena was showered, dressed and serving breakfast to me. A cup of strong coffee greeted me as I opened my eyes, unable to resist the smell.
“Good morning sleepy head. I let you sleep until noon, but I figured you had things to do today before it got too late. Plus I need to go back to the store to grab some things I forgot to get for dinner.”
I smiled at the happy woman standing before me. There was a stark difference between this morning and yesterday. What a difference a day makes. She leaned in and stole a kiss before heading out of the room. After showering and getting dressed, I went to find my woman. It was strange, but I needed to be near her. I wanted her close. Lena was like honey and I was her worker bee.
I found her in the kitchen, unpacking some of her boxes that she shipped ahead of her arrival. I smiled as I watched her make herself at home. I was happy to see she felt comfortable in her new home. It was important for her to feel welcome because after last night, there was no way I was letting her go.
“Hey baby. You about ready to head to the store?”
“I’ll be ready in two shakes of a lamb chop or whatever Doc McStuffins™ says.”
“I don’t know who that is, but okay. I’ll meet you in the truck. I meant to give you these yesterday.”
I handed her the keys to the house, the truck and a few buildings on the grounds. They were all labeled and had those colorful key fob things that girls like so much. Mika and Shonda insisted I get them when they ran into me at the hardware store. I had gone in to get copies of the house keys made and they were there picking up supplies for the restaurant. Of course they had to know why I was getting keys made. What should have been a five-minute task ended up taking twenty minutes as they hemmed and hawed over which color and design would be best for which key. In the end they made great choices because Lena’s face lit up when she noticed.
“Oh, I love these little do-hickeys. They make it so much easier to find which key goes where. Thank you for being so thoughtful.”
She pulled me in for a steamy kiss that curled my toes and had me rethinking this trip to the store. Did we really need dinner? I was going to have to thank those ladies for the suggestion.
Walking into Patterson’s Store, I pointed Lena in the direction of the food as I went to explore the fishing tackle. Old man Patterson had new stock and I wanted to see what came in. I was checking out this sweet lure when out of nowhere I my nose was accosted by this strange smell. What the hell? I looked up to see Janey standing in my personal space grinning at me. She shoved this plastic container at me and out of reflex my hand shot out to take it. I immediately regretted it.
“Hi, Lincoln. I haven’t seen you around lately so I thought I would bring you a special treat. My famous Chicken Janey.”
She grinned at me and stepped even closer if that was possible. As it was, I was tasting what she had for breakfast and it was nothing nice. I attempted to step back and smashed into the display of tackle boxes. Fuck! What was Lena going to think? Before the thought had time to register, I felt her eyes on me.
“Thanks, but I can’t accept this.”
“Oh, you don’t want to hurt my feelings, do you?”
It wasn’t her feeling I was afraid of hurting so much as trying to keep her from getting her head ripped off. She was well aware I was a married man, and this was plain disrespectful. From the look on my wife’s face, she was not in a hospitable mood. I turned my head to find Lena marching toward us just as Janey decided to touch my arm. Lena’s eyes narrowed as she zoned in on Janey’s hand. Before I could remove it, I saw Lena’s precious hand reach over and firmly grip Janey’s hand, tossing it back by her side. Oh, hell. This was not going to go well.
Keeping her eyes locked dead on Janey, Lena addressed me. “Linc, I’m almost finished shopping for dinner. Did you get what you needed?”
A small crowd of busy bodies started forming, including old Bill. I swear that man could spot gossip a mile away.
“Oh, forgive me, how rude. I’m Eileen, but I suspect you already know that. You must be Janey. It’s nice to put a face to a name.”
A look of surprise brushed across Janey’s face for a brief second before she recovered.
“Oh, so you’ve heard of me. Lincoln has been talking about me, then.”
The shit eating grin that crawled up her face was short lived as my wife started speaking again.
“Actually, no. Everyone else in town has been more than willing to inform me about your infatuation with my husband, though. Linc hasn’t mentioned you once, like he has with the important people in his life.”
Shots fired, bitch! Lena chose that moment to lift the lid on the food container that Janey had given me. The foul odor from earlier got stronger, identifying the source of the offensive smell. Lena’s face marred in disgust as she quickly closed the lid and attempted to hand it back to Janey, who refused to take it.
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