Queen for a Day: Part 23

In and out I stroke my middle finger while marveling at Annie’s incredibly tight snatch. There was no doubt about it. She was plenty wet and her tunnel was nice and slick. It wasn’t for lacking of ‘warming up’. The grip around my finger definitely clung and pulled at it harder than the pussy I was used to. I could recall so clearly the first night I’d felt Sarah in this way and how I’d similarly been struck by her snugness. It made me wonder…was the Sarah now as tight as the Sarah back then? Was she this tight when I met her? Had she gotten looser over the years so gradually I hadn’t noticed? Had she gotten looser since we began our adventures? She’d now had plenty of cocks and toys inside of her that was bigger than me, were they leaving their mark?

None of that changed a single feeling I had about Sarah but I couldn’t help but wonder while also imagining what Ann was going to feel like on my cock. Sarah must have been in a similar moment once she discovered that cocks came in all shapes and sizes. It was not lost on me how this would be felt as a blow to her feminine pride. Our cucking roles had truly been reversed.

Getting my head back in the game I slip up to suck and kiss along Annie’s long, elegant neck. “Mrrmm.”

“Hahhh!” She sighs as she melts beneath me. Her left hand glides down through the hairs of my stomach then zips right past my belt to find my hard on through my trousers. “Ohhh fuuck yesss.” Taking a grip of my stiff six inches she then begins to stroke. “It’s true what they say.”

“Mm?”

“Big hands…ohhhh…big fuckin cock!” She stops stroking to grip it tight. “Holy shit, David!”

Fuuuuuck! That hit deep! It had been a while since I’d heard that compliment from a woman’s lips, directed at me at least, and I’d almost forgotten just how fucking good that felt. It’s not that Sarah had been purposely holding back praise it was simply that, for good and for ill, my sweet wife was as honest as a saint. It was one of the things I loved about her so dearly. But it did make fawning over the size of my manhood difficult when I was solidly among the bottom third of her database.

A surge of testosterone fueled passion rushes through me and I discover Ann was a match for my aggression. I finger her faster and grab a tits as she claws down my shoulder and squeezes my cock in a vice of a grip. She tries to turn me, to take the top position and take control, but I push back and plant her right back where she was.

“Rrrr!” She growls though a savage grin.

“RRRR!” I growl louder.

“Sssss!” She hisses as she claws my back with one hand and nearly tears my cock from my body with the other.

“Behave!” I give her little titty a pinch.

“HAH!” She gasps then, without missing a beat, gives my left testicle a full power flick of her finger!

“Gngh!”

We pause for just a second and share a laugh. Annie was fierce! Plunging my fingers as deep as it would go I nearly lift from her seat. With my palm mashed tight to her clit I begin to rapidly shake my hand, turning into a human vibrator. The music of her wetness fills the room.

“Oooohhh…OOOOHHHHH!” She writhes against me, grinding into my hand. Slapping a hand down on my shoulder far harder than my gentle Sarah ever would she nearly tears my deltoid from the joint she grips it so tight.

With her juice on my hand and her smell on the air I simply HAD to taste her. Peering over my shoulder I check in with my watching wife. She startles at my sudden look her way. Again, I see a moment so familiar. There was this voyeuristic zone I got into when getting cucked where I would almost forget that I wasn’t a fly on the wall and that they could actually see me. Seeing Sarah there now, cowed and sitting passively with that runaway lust of jealous desire burning in her eyes, was a reflection of what she would have seen with me. In her I see the same confusion, the same guilt, the same doubts and the same impotent passion that I had experienced. She was sort of hunched forward with her hands gripping her thighs which were held together as tight as they could go. I would bet anything that she was dripping like a leaky faucet under that dress. It was a heady experience to see the woman I loved staring at me like that. For now the man she knew and loved so deeply was an inaccessible fantasy for her, and it was driving her crazy.

“Havin fun, baby?” I ask with a wink.

After a long pause…she nods.

“Hey, lover boy.” Ann grabs my head and turns it back her way. “She gets you everyday. She gave you to me tonight. Right now you are MINE, David.”

I grin. She might not be experienced at this but she was good at it. I hadn’t missed the fact, though Sarah likely had, that Ann had waited until Sarah gave me the nod before pulling my attention back to her but then she followed it up with a comment what would surely make my wife wild with envy.

“Oh yeah?”

“Uh huh.” She nods, her eyes daring me to do something.

“Hail to the Queen!”

With that I grab her and twist her left so that I could lay her down. Before that though I strip of her dress and panties while she tugs and yanks my belt free. Annie’s long, slender body was every inch as gorgeous as I imagined it would be. Smooth tan skin, slender but not skinny or bony, delectable little titties, she was a feast for eyes, mouth and hands. Before she could unbutton my pants I take charge and push her down, spread her legs, lick my lips, then dive down to get the taste I’d been craving. Without hesitation I bury my nose into her soft onyx pubes and plunge my tongue into her hot, wet slit.

“Rrrmmm!”

“Aww fuck!” Annie grabs my hair hard and grinds her cunt into my mouth. “Gawd damn! You sexy sumbitch!” The more excited Annie got the more her Texan drawl came out, just like me. “Oh fuck!”

“Nnngh!” Her gasps spur me on. My lips sucking and chewing and my tongue probing and lapping deep I devour Ann’s pussy like a starving hound. “Rrrm!”

“Fuckin Christ! Ohhhh shit!”

I press my mouth hard, lips to lips, and French kiss her pussy deep and hard. Twisting my head I give a sucking kiss to her left inner thigh then a quick nibble to the right before returning to play my tongue across her labia. She tasted incredible and her womanly aroma brought out the primal instincts in me. The way she so aggressively grabbed me and gripped me against me enflamed my will to conquer. After so many years of Sarah I could not get over just how…different this all was. The women of my past were faded memories but experiencing Ann right now and in the flesh I am struck again and again by the contrast. Some things were obvious and some things subtle but in every possible way Ann’s body was whole new adventure.

“Yeahhh, David!” Ann wraps her legs around my head and grabs my hair with both hands. “Mmmm!”

Meanwhile my left hand glides up her body to start playing with her breasts while my right I bring up under my chin to get it into the action. Looking up her body I ogle her fit, lithe figure and bathe in the wanton desire emanating from her dark eyes. Just behind her, seated silently on her chair, Sarah’s flushed face peeked down over Ann from behind. For a moment my eyes meet Sarah’s. She visibly shudders at the sight of her husband going down on another woman. With the woman I loved watching me my fervor burned twice as hot.

“Nnnngh!” With two fingers I spread Annie’s lips wide so I could delve even deeper into the pink. “Mmmm!”

“Ohhh! Ohhhhhh! Yesssss!” Ann’s hips began to rock. Up and down, in and out, I lick and lap and stab my tongue over and into every petal and crevice. She was so fucking wet! “Hahhh!”

“Rrrrrm!”

“A big dick and a mouth like this!?” Ann moans. “Ohhh! You’re one lucky woman, Sarah.”

“Yeah.” Sarah whispers. “I am.” Our eyes meet again. “Does…she taste good, baby?”

“Mmmm. So fuckin good. Nnngh!”

“Ohhhhh FUCK!” Ann gasps. “I’ve never had a guy eat me out like this! HOHHHH!”

Sucking and slurping I’d worked Ann up to a froth in no particular hurry but I could feel it was time to turn things up. Shifting higher I at last clamp down on the stiff little clitty I’d only been teasing thus far. Latching my lips around it I crush it beneath the flat of my tongue while simultaneously sucking and grinding tongue to clit in exactly the way I’d seen done during my research.

“OOHHHHH!” Ann’s eyes roll back in her head.

“Hnngh!” I smile through my cunnilingus.

The video I’d watched and the attached essay was targeted at lesbians but I figured I could learn a thing or two from such a source. Sarah said herself after her experience with Casey, nobody knew a woman’s body better than another woman. Before breaking it out I wondered if Sarah would notice me breaking out this new trick. She did. Immediately. From behind Ann’s lust glazed expression I see Sarah’s blue eyes widen and she actually leans a little closer to see.

Finding a nice strong rhythm I continue to suck off Annie’s clit as I start to tease her entrance with the tip of my finger.

“Yes! Yes!” Ann gasps. “Put it in! PLEEEASE!” Slowly I push my finger forward until Annie is whining for it and then I slide the rest in in a go. “HRRNGH!”

“Fuuuuck you’re tight.” I whisper as I feel her snugness bear down around my finger. “God damn, girl!”

“Is…is she tight, baby?” Sarah asks softly.

“So fuckin tight.”

“Tighter than…” She peeps her last word. “…me!?”

During our first time with Emile Sarah had spared my ego by sidestepping a similar question. And just like she did then I allow my silence to be my answer. Both women heard it loud and clear. Sarah demonstrates it by covering her mouth and going real quiet, Ann by her smirk and by clenching even harder around my finger.

“Once you go Asian, never Caucasian.” Ann quips.

“That was terrible!”

“Then quit yappin!”

“Heh!” I return to my feast. “Mmmmm!”

I eat her out to the absolute best of my ability and it does not take long to get results.

“Ohhh, you bastard!” Ann groans and grinds. “Ohhhh, you magnificent bastard! You’re gonna make me cum, David!”

“Mmm! Mrm! HRM!” I tongue and finger Annie fast, strong and steady.

“OHHHH FUCK!” She writhes and flails, almost seeming to be at a loss as to what to do with her body as neared the moment of climax. I hang on tight, not letting her spasms of bliss shake me. “OH FUCK!”

With her eyes wide and desperate she slaps one hand back down on my head, the other flails out to the side to find…Sarah’s leg! In an echo of that time when Sarah had blindly reached out to latch onto my cage clad cock Ann too had just grabbed the first thing she found. My wife’s eyes bulge but she was too shocked to do anything but remain as still and silent as a statue.

“Nnngh! Nnngh! Nngh!” I grunt as I suck and grind and finger fuck for all I was worth. My beard is soaked with Ann’s nectar and my tongue beginning to tire, but still I go. I wasn’t going to stop until I got an orgasm out of her. Again, AGAIN, I marvel at the differences. Sarah would have peaked two or three times by now. But not Annie. Annie was gonna make me earn it. And I loved it! “NNNGH!!!”

I could see the exact moment she crests past the point of no return. Her wild writhing suddenly stops. She goes still, her breath is held, this wild, super-intense expression washes over her, and then, after a pause, her orgasm begins.

“HNNNGHHHH!!!” She goes as taut as a guitar string as her whole body begins to quake. A look of almost pained ecstasy contorts her beautiful face as it begins to darken. There follows another brief pause…followed by a spectacular eruption! “HOOOOAAAHHHHH!!!” Her cry would have split my eardrums had her legs not constricted around my head as it to crush it. My mouth and beard are awash in fresh pussy juice! My finger is squeezed like never before. Both hands back on my head she frantically humps against my mouth as she cums harder and longer than any woman I could remember. “FUCK! NNNGH! FFUUUUCK! OHHHHH!!!”

Part 24 (Original)

Part 24 (Rewrite)