DJ Wife Ch. 02

That surprised me because she had never said anything like that before. She has stated that she loved sucking me but she never stated she wanted to feel it me have an orgasm in her mouth.

Her words fired me up even more and I started thrusting into her mouth. I couldn't help it; it felt so good that I had to move. As usual I tried not to thrust in too hard or to deep.

She paused again just long enough to say, "I want you to fuck my mouth-do it." I wanted to say "Being a littel; boosy there, but I couldn't. I was groaning too much.

As she wished I started to thrust in and out, thrusting in again, I tried to take it easy but the feeling was so intense.

Finally I felt it building past the point of no return a second later I screamed a deep grunt followed by a higher pitched grunt, a third grunt-scream came out of my mouth the same second my sperm shot out into her mouth. With my eyes clenched shut, I heard swallowing noises; as my body jerked in euphoria.

Sometimes when she swallows my sperm I wonder if she makes those noises on purpose. I shot my sperm into her mouth three more times. I heard her swallow each time.

As my orgasm started to calm it started back up again and I shoved my shaft into her mouth again. I couldn't help it my orgasm lasted longer than normal at one point building almost back up to the level the initial release had been. I gasped and moaned as my back arched again. Finally I was done and my body relaxed. I almost fell over sideways as I knelt on the bed panting. My wife raised up and after making sure I was looking at her face she opened her mouth to show white sperm still inside. So she hadn't swallowed it all. She closed her mouth and swallowed, I couldn't help but watch her throat move as my sperm went down her throat. She had done that before but rarely. After she was done I laid down panting slightly.

She laid next to me with her arms and legs over mine. She snuggled in as close as possible. After a minute or so she said, "I missed your body next to mine."

I nodded; refraining from reminding her that it was something she had done that caused us to separate. It was her birthday after all and I thought, by the way she said it, she didn't need reminding.

After a few minutes of lying there I may have dozed off for a few seconds, and I jerked myself awake. I decided there was something I still needed to do.

I maneuvered myself around so that my head was now by her hips. I leaned over her. She must have figured what I was going to do, for she spread her legs. I stared at her clitoris for a moment than leaned down and licked it. She gasped and when I licked harder she moaned. I figured her slit would be a bit messy from the sex we had had already even though I had cum in her only once so I decided to just lick and bite her clitoris . A minute or two later though I got carried away with the taste and the idea of what I was licking. I moved my mouth down to lick her slit. I licked over it, sucking on the lips. Before I knew it I was licking the inside walls. I usually find her taste to be very arousing and this time was no different even though I tasted myself along with her.

She said, "Lick my pussy, I love it when you do that. Oh oh oh Lick-bite my pussy, hooooney ahh."

She usually didn't call me that so I knew she was really feeling it. I did as she directed. I started biting on the lips of her slit and chewing on the inside. I licked and sucked and chewed until she let out a loud long sigh after which she let out an almost scream. followed by "Nonononon, NNNOOOO! OHHHHhhhh."

As she relaxed I slowed the licking, stopping after a few seconds.

She hadn't touched my shaft during this orgasm, even though I was in the right position for her to, but I had had two orgasms and I knew I would be having more so I didn't care. We rested again, snuggling. We had more sex that day, in fact we haven't had so much sex in one session since our honeymoon, but that wasn't all we did.

We talked. I learned that she had a new job as a DJ at another radio station, a lite rock format. Her new show was at the exact same time as hee old one, which surprised her. She wondered if she was being hypocritical after quitting her other gig but there would be sacrifices with this one. She had to play more music and talk less. And there were certain things she wasn't supposed to talk about. There would be just her so talking less probably wouldn't be a problem. She still could do fund raisers for the Home, the station management thought that would be good PR for the station.

I also asked about her super hornies. She was hit by them one to three times a year, three to five days before a heavier than usual period. The first time for me was during our honeymoon. It was during dinner on our fourth night together as man and wife. I noticed her squirming in her seat across from me and she kept looking at the waiter. It was dark in the restaurant so not many people could see her squiming. I thought she had to use the little girl's room. I wondered why she waited. As soon as we were in our room she attacked me. Kissing me, rubbing her body against mine and trying to get into my clothes. I stared at her for a moment because I had never seen her like that.

She said, "I couldn't wait 'til dinner was over; I kept rubbing my legs together to scratch my itch. I tried to stop but I kept doing it. Now get out of those clothes and fuck me. I need it now!"

I raised my eyebrows but as she started tearing her clothes off I got out of the rest of mine. She barely let me take my slacks off when she dove for my underware. Once they were down she started licking and biting my shaft. As soon as it was hard she pulled me to the bed.

We stayed up almost the whole night. When we did finally fall asleep she had a contented smile on her face and I was exhausted. Of course at that time I didn't really mind her acting like that; I was just surprised.

Two days later though, her period with heavy cramps and extra blood flow put a crimp in our honeymoon. I had to go out to get her some pain reliever and we spent that day in the room talking. She didn't mind that part even though she kept apologizing. I told her she didn't need to; it wasn't her fault.

Once it happened while I was out of town. I asked her how she took care of it and she said she used her vibrators a lot but now I wondered if she did or if she did something or someone else. I thought I might ask her if I got the chance.

There was one time when it hit when we were at a cocktail party for my job. This was before she started work as a DJ. We were half way through the evening when she started rubbing up against me. I should have but didn't realize why she was doing it. I did tell her to stop; that it was unseemly at a party like this. She did but only for a few minutes. She asked if we could go home, I still didn't get the connection. I said no that we still had to mingle. A few minutes later she insisted that we leave early, she just didn't seem to understand that this wasn't just a party for enjoyment. I had to talk to certain people so they could get more of a feel about me and hopefully promote me.

She begged me to hurry and talk to them but I still didn't understand what was so important at home. Later she started rubbing her whole body against mine in front of other people at the party. She nibbled my ear and acted like she was trying to have sex with me with our clothes, on in front of everyone. I finally got to talk to the people I needed to talk to and we were able to leave a little early.

As soon as we started to drive away I said in no uncertain terms, "Do not ever do that to me again! Never do that to me again at a party. It was embarrassing and could influnce how the bosses see me."

She stared at me with an expression that was half-incredulous and half hurt.

"I couldn't help it I'm so horny I can't see straight."

"Than you need to learn to control yourself. It was embarrassing to say the least. Now people will think I have a wife who can't control herself and who acts like a stripper from a bar." Her voice grew husky with pain, "I'm sorry I almost spoiled your evening but I have needs too. Right now I need you to FUCK me, if you don't as soon as we get home I will go out and find somebody else."

At the time I thought she was just saying that to get my attention but now I wonder if she would have. We did have sex as soon as we got home, sex and more sex. I was late to work the next day. No one said anything about the night before even though two coworkers looked at me funny. I wasn't sure if their expression showed envy or pity.

I didn't get the connection then but now I could see that that was the beginning of the two year downward spiral our relationship that ended with her going on that trip. It was soon after she got back that she made sure we talked things out. Now I thought it was because she felt guilty. On second thought that was unfair. True there had been some guilt. I had noticed some but I thought it was from the way she had been acting. But I knew that she really wanted our relationship to get back on an even keel. I believed it was love that had motivated her more than guilt.

When I aske dthe question she said that there had been no mega-hornies, as she called it, on that trip when she first had sex with the guy. She had had a lighter case of them at the beginning of this third round of cheating, and since she and I were not having sex at that time, it may have been one of the reasons she gave in this time but she couldn't blame her cheating on that. She took the easier and more pleasurable way out instead of dealing with me.

We talked about other things and finally she asked me to stay for dinner; she would fix it. She didn't do much cooking but what she did do was great. I missed some of her dishes so I said yes, I would stay.

She went into the kitchen naked, and started preparing the meal so I turned on the TV to watch the news. It was strange sitting in the living room watching TV naked. A little bit later she came out while the meat was cooking. As she entered the living room she stood for a moment looking around. I thought she was figuring where she should sit, right next to me or not. Earlier when we had been snuggling she had talked about how much she liked my body. She had said that she loved it next to hers, then she said, "I love you." I hadn't responded because I hadn't been sure how to respond. Thinking that she had a strange way of showing her lover I didn't speak for a quite a few seconds because I was angry and feeling hurt. She must have felt me tense up or she had wondered why I hadn't said anything back for I had felt her lift her head. I had kept my eyes closed but I had felt her looking at me. She might have seen what I felt on my face or she figured it out for she let her head fall back to the bed. I thought that I had heard a sigh but I hadn't been sure.

That might have been what was going through her mind as she looked around. For some reason I wasn't sure of at the time, I patted the spot next to me on the couch. Her face lit up in a half smile and that made me glad I had done it. We watched the news together until a chime went off. She got up and hurried into the kitchen. I continued to watch the financial news. It wasn't good, but our investments were varied so we hadn't lost as much as some. I planned on leaving them there for at least another 16 years so I knew that some, probably most, of what we had lost would be recovered.

A few minutes after she left she called me into the kitchen. The table had been set already so I sat on the chair she pointed to. I watched her finish the preparations. It was interesting; she had on an apron that covered most of her front but that was all. Her backside was hanging out for me to see. When she turned right I could see the sides of her breasts which was nice.

After she placed the food on the table she took off her apron and sat down with some very hot water to make tea. I still thought it contradictory that with her penchant for playing, her Passing persona, and her taste for exotic foods that she loved plain old black Oolong tea. The hotter the better.

As she sat down I couldn't help but say, "Be careful, you don't have anything on to protect your skin if you spill that."

She gave me a half smile and said, "I am being careful," in a slightly heated tone. We ate and talked. This time we chatted about work and what movies we had seen.

I had only seen one since I kicked her out, she had seen three but one she hadn't paid any attention to and wanted to see again.

I started to ask with whom she saw it but I stopped before I could get the whole question out. She answered anyway. It was with a female friend from work. Even though the movie was supposed to be a distraction she kept thinking about us during it.

When dinner was over she brought out a small birthday cake. I said it's too bad only the two of us were there to celebrate with the cake. She said she already had had two celebrations, one was the bash and her coworkers had thrown her another one.

We talked and enjoyed the cake. She had done a good job of fixing the meal and teh desert and I made sure I told her that. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her breasts. I even dropped my fork at one point because I was so distracted, but I took advantage of dropping it to look under the table. There was too much shadow to see much detail between her legs; but it was a nice view anyway.

After we were done I stood to help her clean up but she told me to sit. I was a guest and she would clean up everything. So I sat watching her. When she stood I stared at the point where her legs joined her body. I couldn't see as much as I hoped but itaroused me. She must have noticed where my eyes were focused because when I looked up she had a sexy smile on her face.

At one point as she leaned across the counter I got up and picked up the last plate on the table to use as an excuse. I walked over to her and placed the plate next to where she was leaning over the counter.

I said, "Here's the last one," as I put it down. I leaned forward touching her butt with my front. My shaft was a little lower than her butt, but it still felt good there.

She turned her head to look at me saying, "Is someone excited?"

"Very much so," I said as I took hold of my shaft and started rubbing it against one of her cheeks. It was already half way hard, I was surprised it wasn't all the way hard, but it didn't long to get that way.

I placed it inside her butt crack and humped her a few times. That felt good but I wanted it some place else. I reached between her legs and quickly found her joy button. I started rubbing it. Feeling her nub under my fingers aroused me even more. After a minute I slipped my fingers down a little and into her slit. She went "Ohhh" followed by a long moan as I began caressing the inside of her slit. She humped back and after a few seconds then said something about going to the living room. I didn't say anything as I increased the speed of my fingers for a few more seconds.

She said, "We need to go..."

I interrupted her by saying, "No, we don't," as I gripped my shaft.

I spread her legs with one of mine, bent my knees and before she realized what I was doing I had guided myself to the correct spot was inside her.

She went "OHHHhhhh?...OHHH...Ahhh GOOD."

I moved my hand to her clitoris as I thrust upward. My other hand was on one of her breasts gently squeezing it. She gasped and moaned.

After a few seconds of rubbing her clitoris while thrusting inside her I had a better thought. I left her clitoris and grabbed one of her hands. I gently brought that hand down to her joy button. Her hand was open so I placed it at that spot. My hand was over hers and I started a circular motion with her hand. She understood what I wanted and started rubbing herself.

I knew she masturbated sometimes. I suspected she did it when I was gone on trips, so I figure she would have no qualms in doing it for me. She was soon groaning with the movements of her hand so I removed mine from over hers and placed it on her other breast. This way I could I could enjoy squeezing both of her breasts while I fucked her. She looked at me with an amazed expression on her face but she didn't slow the movements of her hand.

I realized that we had never had sex in the kitchen in our house. Only in the bedroom, sometimes in the bathroom, even though not for a long while, and a very few times on the couch in the living room. I decided that if I took her back that would change.

Even though I couldn't see her hand as it moved against her clitoris, I tried to watch, I could feel her hand moving and I could see her upper arm moving. I knew what she was doing as I thrust upward deeper into her.

I kept fucking her hard and harder as my euphoria built. At one point between moans she said, "Not so hard." I figured I was squeezing her too hard in my excitement. I eased off and a few seconds later I moved my hands in a way that I could get each nipple between thumb and one finger while at the same time still holding on to each breast.

As I tweaked her nipples she let out more moans, each one louder. I couldn't believe it but the feeling of her nipples in-between my fingers while my hand was covering her breasts aroused me almost as much as what my shaft was doing. I started groaning, letting out deep-throated sounds. It sounded almost like I was clearing my throat but more guttural. Sometimes I made those sounds so loud I irritated my throat. My buildup was increasing more then I suspected this would. I jammed my shaft into her, which created more moans out of her. My pleasure had built up so much I couldn't help myself I kept jamming it in hard.

She was groaning nonstop so I knew she was feeling as good as I was. Her hand increased its speed so I knew she must have been getting close. Before I knew she was saying "Nononono-GaaaNNOOOOO ahhhggaoh" that last was a new sound, "no nonon no."

She let out a double long and loud sigh. I was close but all of a sudden I was there two seconds after she relaxed. I was surprised at how fast that last bit went; it might have been because of her orgasm. I always liked the sound she made while orgasming. I leaned backward to shove it in even deeper as I let out one of my guttural screams when my euphoria exploded and my sperm shot out of my shaft. I let out a soundless, opened mouth scream as a second wad shot deep inside her. I kept thrusting into her while leaning backward as my orgasm started to die, zoomed back up, staying at that level for what seemed like a minute. I made the throat clearing noise as my pleasure concentrated in the head of my shaft. I made short thrusts in and out of her as I finished my orgasm.

Even after I finished I stayed there against her. She went "hmmm" pushing backwards. A few seconds later she turned her head and said, "Wow...that was good. I'm surprised you were so horny after what we did earlier."

"I'm always excited when I watch your butt hanging out like that, not to mention these." As I said the last, I placed my hands back on her breasts and gently squeezed them.

"Why don't you tell me that?"

"I have told you that. It may not have been for a while but I've told you how much your naked body arouses me. Obviously, you haven't noticed the way I watch you get dressed. I sometimes take my time so I can see you without clothes. I love it when you bend over to reach for something on the floor, especially when it's been a while since we had sex. You know how much I love your breasts."

She blinked twice with a dumbfounded look on her face. "I know you love my boobs but sometimes I forget when it's been a while since you told me. I need to hear how much I turn you on more often...But you're right I hadn't notice you taking your time dressing."