Chapter 1 - Finished
“Finished?”
Siobhan's one word question, and the tone in which it was delivered, brought an exhausted and panting Callum's world crashing down around him.
His erection softened, and he felt himself start to slip out of her, so he lifted his weight from the love of his love and moved to lay face down beside her.
“I take it the earth didn't move for you?” He said it jovially, still hoping that she'd sound happy and claim to have orgasmed, just as she always did, even though he never saw any sign of it any more.
Instead, the silence went on just a bit too long.
“No,” she said, finally. “I do love you, Callum, but making love just never hits the spot any more. Sorry.” There was a long, embarrassed pause. “Do you think we could try something different?”
“Such as what?” The reply was just a bit too quick, a bit too snappish, and she knew she had hurt his feelings, insulted his manhood.
“I don't know, you're the one that watches porn, haven't you picked up any tricks?”
“Do you want someone else, someone with a bigger dick?”
“No!” Yes, was what she meant. “Why would I?”
“Because all the men in porn films have much bigger pricks than me.”
“No doubt the women have bigger tits than me and not such a fat arse.”
Siobhan was beginning to wish she'd pretended to have cum, or at least enjoyed herself. This was degenerating quickly into an argument. Which was the last thing she wanted. She'd managed to get her husband's back up, to start building a wall between them.
She rolled onto her side and put her hand on his arse cheeks.
“Sorry,” she said again. “I don't want to argue, love. I love you. Roll over, please. I thought we could just spice things up a little.”
Slowly, Callum rolled over, first onto his back and then onto his side, facing her. Her hand remained in contact with him, and now her fingers wrapped around his still damp, softening cock. Using her fingers and thumb, she applied a downward pressure, pulling until his foreskin retracted and revealed the top of his phallus.
“I don't want anyone else, or anyone bigger, honestly,” she lied, “but, we're not as adventurous as we were, are we?” Still holding his cock, she moved down the bed until it was in range of her mouth. Her nose wrinkled as she caught a whiff of spunk commingled with her own juices. Bracing herself, she took half his manhood into her mouth, sealed her lips on the shaft, sucked, and began to stroke the bottom half between two fingers and a thumb.
Callum groaned with pleasure and rolled slowly into his back, wondering if he could get hard again. It has been so long since he'd had one erection after another, he had no idea if he still could.
Siobhan, meanwhile, had decided that this wasn't as bad as she'd imagined. And he was starting to firm-up in her mouth. Slowly, remaining in contact, keeping the motion going, she moved until she was resting on her elbows, kneeling at ninety degrees to his body, her head over his groin as it bobbed up and down.
Callum reached out, slipping a hand under her hanging breasts.
“Oh, Shiv, you've got lovely tits.” His hand cupped her boob, getting the weight, before releasing it so that his fingers could fondle her thick nipple. Siobhan carried on fellating him, apparently increasing in enthusiasm as he hardened up, growing rapidly now, into her mouth.
She seemed to be enjoying herself, perhaps he needed to do something for her. Slowly, releasing her breast, he reached down between her thighs, this fingers brushing over her hairy minge until his fingertips felt the wetness of her creampie, as his previous orgasm leaked out of her. Slipping first one, then a second finger into the wetness, he rubbed back and forth, feeling his fingers slipping easily between her fleshy lips. Then with a sudden remembered memory, moved his sticky fingers were, upwards to where he'd never licked, to where her hooded clitoris was. He started to rub, feeling and finding the delicate nub, pressed further down for more moisture, and then rubbed her clitoris again, harder.
Siobhan groaned and moved closer, opening her legs whilst sucking him even more enthusiastically.
Callum knew he was properly hard now and if his wife didn't slow down, he'd be cumming too soon. She must be tasting cum from last time. Perhaps, she didn't mind any more. Perhaps, she'd let him cum in her mouth. Perhaps, she wanted him to, despite never having wanted to before. Perhaps, he should reciprocate?
“Do you want as sixty-nine?” It was a whispered offer, despite the horror of facing her pussy, which was still dripping with his cum.
Siobhan moved as soon as his words were out of his mouth, one leg swinging over him and her pussy, gaping open, lowered towards his lips. He kissed her as soon as she was within range, which elicited a squeal of delight, despite her full mouth, and then she descended upon him. Callum pushed into her with his tongue, kissing and sucking, pushing out his tongue and flicking it up and down as she groaned and started to writhe on his face.
“Oh Jeezus, you're going to make me cum,” gasped Siobhan, her head raised up as her hand stroked his erection up and down the full length, driving him towards finality as well.
As her pussy pressed to his mouth, Callum probed and flicked with his tongue, totally unable to see what he was doing, but confident that Siobhan was getting his tongue in contact with her clitoris.
“Oh God, Callum!”
He was sure she was cumming now, suffocating him, but cumming. He held his breath and redoubled his efforts, determined to get her over the line. But then her mouth enclosed on his cock again, and he knew he was going to cum and had no way to warn her.
Waving his hands frantically, finally getting hold of her hips and pushing up upwards, Callum experienced for the first time the absolute delight of cumming into his wife's mouth. And she was actively sucking, devouring him, not tolerating it. He could feel his balls and cock pulsing, much harder than when he'd cum inside her earlier. He was much more excited. It was a wonderful orgasm, and she was cumming too.
“AAAARRRRHHHH!” Her cry echoed loudly, and then she was climbing off him, to lay beside him, top to toe, one hand holding her breasts, one between her legs.
This was incredible, and Callum surged from the bed to lay on top of her, pressing his lips to hers, kissing her. Suddenly, pussy and cum were the most delicious elixir ever.
“Did you cum?” He asked unnecessarily.
“Did you?” she grinned back.
They kissed again, with real love and passion.
“Why did you never do that before?” asked Callum.
“I could ask you the same question? But if you liked it, I could do it again, especially if you do what you just did.”
“Oh, I'll do that again anytime you want. I was just scared, you know, to taste my own cum. I don't know why. I guess it shows what a hypocrite I am, I always wanted you to suck me off, but something told me the taste of cum would be… not nice. It certainly tasted okay from your lovely, wet pussy and…” He stopped, suddenly grinding to a halt.
“What?” Siobhan looked at Callum, she knew him well enough to know he wanted to ask her something but was worried how well it would go down. “Just ask me, you might discover something else you like.”
“Would you let me cum over your tits?”
“Is that a porn thing?”
“Might be, but I love sucking your nipples, and suddenly coming over them and then sucking them seems very sexy,” he finished, wondering if he'd asked too much.
“On one condition,” replied his wife.
“Anything?”
“You let me do the sucking and wanking to make you cum, and between cumming on my boobies and licking them clean, you let me suck you dry. And I shall expect a bonk afterwards.”
Callum looked down at his cock.
“I wish I was hard right now so that we could try it. And you've not got a fat arse. You've got a lovely arse.” There was another pause. “When did you stop cumming each time we made love? You used to, I'm sure of it. Or did I never get you there?”
“Oh, you used to. Remember when we were first together? We used to make love lots of times, whenever we got the chance. You used to be ready to go again after a ten-minute rest. Come the third or fourth bonk, I was cumming over and over. Not so much the second time, and rarely the first. It just takes me time, I guess. Why did we stop doing that? You stopped wanting a second or third go. Why was that?”
“Because I couldn't cum, so I thought I'd better not disappoint you.”
“You wouldn't have. But why couldn't you cum more than once, you obviously can, easily.” Her hand curled back around his cock, and again it started to harden.
“I don't know, it seemed to get too wet and sloppy to get friction. I didn't want to say anything, because I sounded like I thought you weren't tight enough, and I knew it was because I have a small cock.”
“Or, it was when we stopped using condoms because I went on the pill! That's when we started joking about 'sloppy seconds' and always having it doggy style the second time. That used to make me cum, why don't we do that any more?”
Callum shrugged his shoulders.
“I don't know, I don't know why I've been so stupid, or why I just couldn't say these things to you.”
“No more stupid than me, bottling it up and saying nothing.” She sat up, dragged his arm around her shoulder, positioning his hand over her breast, then lay down beside him. “So, from tomorrow, we start again, okay? Lots of oral sex and on the first bonk, you pull out and cum over my tits, okay?”
“Okay,” agreed Callum, kissing his wife with more passion than he had in years.
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