Wife's Seminar turns Lesbian

She whispered how she so loved this

I began lapping that wet pussy with my tongue.

Letting her guide my head the way she wanted.

Her palms came to my cheeks. She held my face

" This is wonderful" she said.

With both forearms on top of her thighs

I lowered then tilted my head back opening my jaws wide...

Introducing my tongue into what once had been a limitless capacity for my fingers

Stiffening and pressing would never reach the depths of her

But it declared : I would so fuck her if it were in my power.

Regardless I prayed that I could eat her pussy like no one else ever had.

Rushing back to circle her clit with my lips to torture her clit with my tongue.

Looking at me

Turning away...groaning

staring at me as if not to believe yet knowing the inevitable joy was inescapable.

The scent of her hot wet cunt was like a drug to me

Her admission to loving this was like discovering treasure.

I was kneeling before a temple of perfect womanhood

I surrounded that swollen pink bud with my lips: splendid and intensely satisfying

swirling my tongue around her clitoris.

Serving her.... worshipping her...the way someone like Kristen deserved.

How a woman as powerful and dominant and forceful as Kristen

could be at the mercy of my lips was exquisite fulfillment.

All I wanted in my life at that moment was to be on my knees in front of her:

an obedient handmaiden to her mistress.

I carried on this way for long minutes until she began moving decisively against my Mouth

Playing her clitoris against my mouth fucking

I placed one hand to her hips and brought one hand down below my chin.

I have long fingers. I tested and almost immediately felt her cunt open

They fell into her warm wet pussy.

Women are curious

I wanted to know her depth and I immediately sensed

That your wife has been used in ways anyone who entered her would understand.

I brought another finger to join my middle and fourth.

Another if needed and her knees rose like an elevator

As I moved into her those painted toes wiggled and began pointing upwards

I let my soaking wet fingers fuck : sliding against the walls of her drenched pussyhole.

And I lashed my tongue across her bad-girl cunt like sweet punishment.

My mouth travelled the gash of her labia licking the fluff of flesh gathered on both sides of her clit.

She opened those gorgeous legs wide

I let it carelessly tongue-slip to the brown sunburst of Kristen's tightened asshole

she rewarded me by holding my head there. I bathed it in tongue-rich saliva

Her composure had dissolved. I found the bud of her clit stiff waiting

And began proving myself to her.

She was powerless to stop what was about to happen.

She had handfuls of my hair in her closed fingers

I reached up with my free hand and touched her breast faintly

Her nipple was barely between my fingertips when in that moment

Her head went back, slowly turned away

And a deep orgasmic groan escaped her lips.

No matter how prudent or proud you think someone's wife is

There comes that crowning moment when every woman becomes a fuck-hungry slut

More than two fingers were feeling the cradle of her vagina while she moaned

I kissed all the while my fingers feeling every last pulse

Gripping and letting go

Grasping and pulsating with orgasm.

I felt that warm wet chamber used for all the wrong reasons with all the wrong men

Fading glorious femininity

Watching her until she opened her eyes and looked at me.

staring at me as if drugged.

All the lesbian bliss and illicit pleasure I could give

was consummated by the freefall of this married woman's irreversible female orgasm.

And the sublime expression in her eyes.

No man could erase it. No man could ever take it away

Another man's wife was gazing into my eyes

I sucked my fingers sliding them between my bruised lips.

She couldn't speak but her leg was already moving up onto the sofa.

Getting on her back and reaching for me.

There on my own sofa...

In my own living room

This splendid example of everything that is womanhood gestured me into a sixty-nine.

It was all I had craved since her first kiss.

I moved slowly an deliberately and I placed myself above her.

I straddled her face.

James:

The caress of a woman's tongue on a clit

Is something you will never experience.

Think of Kristen, your wife, with me

And consider what she was about to do with me.

Your precious Kristen

I don't know what month or year or what Seminar it was

When your wife took that step, but I do know

There is no turning back.

I'm athletic and in great shape.

I have a fantastic ass, runners legs

I'm tight I'm young and I'm shaved bare

Inches away

Poised above her: waiting patiently for her lips to experience the softness of my pussy.

Exposing my labia gave her the sight of the pink smoothness she dreams about

In the kitchen while she is making coffee.

In front of her keyboard in her home office.

Sitting across from you at dinner.

Waiting in the airport on her way to the next seminar

The sweet pink stuff of daydreams

My clitoris is hidden

I know how it will blossom into a tight little bud....

I know it is beautiful to her because Kristen is transfixed by the sight of it

Her hands caressed me as I moved above her as if for a last touch before

We lock together impossible to seperate

I felt her hands hold my waist, my hips...

I felt her grasp my tight ass wanting it in her hands

I looked down in the candlelight

Her legs opened wide.

Her knees came up

Waiting for me.

I was above her

Looking down past my heavy breasts

Past Kristen's titties firm on her chest

her nipples hard and pointing towards my belly.

I watched her staring at the one thing that makes her life so special

I watched her head rise from that wonderful cushion of blonde hair

And watched her lips bring themselves to kiss what waits poised above her beautiful face

And then I feel her, see her, witness her abandon

Each press of her lips to my womanhood was more special than the last

Savoring the taste of me before administering her lips to my...dripping pussy

I had endured the wait.... So submissively

Her tongue crosses her lips. They glisten in the candlelight. Her mouth opens

and a fabulous other woman's tongue finds the open slit of my labia

And finds my helpless clitoris

Bringing it out hard and firm.

My sopping vagina flowing with lubricant

Slobbering onto her mouth, her cheeks....her face: her tongue.

It swirled

It danced

It teased

Even to me: My responsive was spectacular

Kristen was demanding and ambitious : tonguing my pussy

Her beautiful face was buried in my barest cunt....

And it was all I had hoped for

.

I was so excited by everything that was happening to me

I knew I would have my orgasm quickly. I was almost desperate with disappointment

It was all I could take and she knew it. Yet she enfolded my torso with loving arms

Welcoming my early arrival.

Her hands found my ass.

She pulled me onto her face and my knees collapsed outstretched

Her mouth was intent imploring me to finish however I dared

And my hips ground involuntarily oblivious of how hard I rode

I was beyond controlling what I was doing.

Again I was unable to keep my pussy off a married woman's face.

It ground spontaneously crushing her offered lips

She didn't care

Her face was intent within my mashed vulva

The whip of her tongue came to my clitoris on every forward movement

My labia innermost and outermost crushed to her mouth

She was making me come and knew it would be all I could stand

She held my waist tight.

She moaned....pleased with the way I struggled

She urged me on. My involuntary thrusts shortened

looking for the honeyhole of her lips

Until my tortured clitoris found itself pursed inside her mouth

A tongue was making sure it wouldn't escape

She swirled repeatedly around the circumference of it

Sucking, licking

and pulled me tightly against her

I fluttered above her held aloft as if I were her very own angel

The control she held over my brimming orgasm

Was beyond description

Her tongue lashed the sides, above and below the impossible swelling of my clit

About to endure a massive orgasm I was crying,

Pleading in only the way a lover can

It was hopeless. I was overwhelmed. With nothing left

My face fell into her gorgeous pussy

And I was coming

An incredible orgasm welling up my spine

It was beautiful.

She was beautiful.

She owned me.

She controlled me

From the first moment she placed her adoring lips on my pussy,

Until my wonderful release.

It was as complete an orgasm as I've ever had in my life.

It was your wife Kristen who gave it to me

The pleasure....and every other fulfillment we shared that night

I will never forget.

James, if you dare, put my number on her dresser

Or Please, please: tell her to call me.

.....Heather DeHavilland