Flight to Chicago

[landiek]

(ooc.. well that proves one thing.. you're man enough for us both *giggles* )


I tilted my head slightly and parted my lips for Joe's sweet kiss, it was really hard not to play with his lips and nibble . Yet I was smiling as we had one of those breathtaking kisses. *sigh*


The reception was beyond belief. The cake was outdone as the doves rested on the upper teir's archway over the ceramic bride and groom which looked like us, that rested on columns of pearl as the second layer was covered in white, pink, and peach roses, over the third that held the fountain that bubbled with peach snapps and added to the fruity bouquet of peach roses that graced the bottom. Followed by five more layers of white circlets with doves on the outer edges. The punchbowl was filled with fruit punch and the ice ring had fruits encased within. The decor was full of soft peach colored ballons and doves that held silk ribbons reading Congradulations Joe & Angelique. Each table had floral arrangements of peach and pristine white. ringing the white candle in glass.

Rod Stewart being one of the singers was pretty awesome and Joe was just glowing and I was quickly in tears as Cher showed up. She had to be my ultimate fave singer, Ms Half Breed her bad self! Which we made a hit by singing along with the both of them.

"We're vexed again, perplexed again," then Joe and I gazed deeply into each other's eyes, held hands, and laughed as the four of us loudly sang "Thank God we can be oversexed again!...bewitched, bothered, and bewildered, am I..."

The applause was a wonderful treat as we stepped down and circulated among our wedding guests before taking the dance. I have to admit that it was something, dancing with other guests and knowing that Joe and I were going to be like wild tigers when we slipped to our room. Even the photographer had taken several wonderful pictures of us dancing and singing with Rod and Cher.

We finally cut the cake as Donald arranged for some of the staff to take our wedding gifts to our room.

Jack lifted his glass and shouted over the noise! "To Joe, who learned the meaning of love and the joy of Christmas on Flight to Chicago and Angelique who was the angel that gave him the love that he so gratefully deserves."

Everyone raised their glass and cheered "Here here." Taking sips or healthy drinks. I smiled happily.

Later Joe made me hold my leg on a chair as he sexily removed my garter and tossed it over his shoulder which landed in Terrance Montgomery's champaign glass. That was too funny, my garter in the hands of a Chippendale Dancer. Then I tossed my bridal minature, not willing to give up the one I carried yet. It flipped over twice and smacked Donald in the nose before falling in Sally's lap. I laughed as I was watching it move. Yes we were having a very sexy magical moment.

I wasn't paying much attention as we made it back to our room, only the kisses that I was giving Joe as he carried me into the bathroom. There was a huge sunken bathtub at one end of the huge bathroom. As Joe had arranged, the entire rim of the tub was lined with soft, romantic candles, hundreds of candles, with just enough gap between candles at one spot for us to climb into the tub together without getting burned or knocking over a candle. I was speechless as I looked at the surprise.

The tub was filled with warm bubblebath obviously just moments before our arrival in the room, and thousands of rose pedals floated on the surface. Joe gently eased me down on my back into the tub, switched on the Jacuzzi jets, and climbed into the tub after me. He cracked open the champagne...Chateau Rothschild, the finest champagne for "the finest lady on earth..." and poured us two tall, fluted glasses of the bubbly.

We entwined our arms and sipped from each other's champagne glass. I then gingerly set both glasses down on the rim of the tub. "Come here, you sweet romantic man you," pulling him down on top of me. "For going to so much trouble to make tonight so romantic, you deserve..." I planted a big, passionate kiss on his mouth. A hard kiss that lasted at least five solid minutes. Joe fell over backward into the tub, as his regained his breath after that very thrilling kiss. I slid one hand under the soap bubbles, but Joe didn't notice until my hand slid under his ass and pushed upward. He helpfully raised his butt up out of the water.

"You also deserve..." I smiled, leaning down and kissing, then gently licking, at his balls, making his cock twitch lengthen, and stiffen..."Mmmm! And you DEFINITELY deserve..." taking a long, slow lick all the way up his throbbing shaft.

"You saying 'I do' made me the happiest man on earth, my love. So you deserve..." Joe leaned forward and kissed first my left nipple, then the right. His hands gently squeezed my breasts together, so his licking tongue could touch both of my hard nipples at the same time.
"You licking my cock just now, made me feel SO loved!" His hand under my ass now, and raised me up. "So you deserve..." Joe nestled his head between my silky thighs and began soft but eager licks. I wrapped my sexy, shapely legs around his neck, pressing my feet into his shoulder blades and drawing him nearer and tighter.

"Oh, Joe!" I moaned. "JOOOOOE! I know how you love the taste of my sweet nectars, so you deserve..."I had trembled from head to toe, thoroughly soaking his face.

"And YOU deserve," Joe moaned, as he happily, joyously lapped up every sweet, tasty drop. eagerly licking and sucking at my pulsating clit, to coax even more orgasms out of me.

"Sooo romantic!" I groaned, as I was violently shaking again...and came again...and again. "Soooo sexy!"

"You think this TUB is romantic? Just wait until you see the BED!" Joe was grinning. I knew that something was up and looked forward to what was in store.

Joe drove me to several more intense orgasms as I managed to suck one from him and we giggled as we finished our bath and rejuvenated our strength to proceed to the bed. Every horizontal surface in the room.. the tables, and the bookshelves, even the chairs were covered in soft, glowing candles. The mattress covered with at least a 1,000 soft rose pedals. And two big bottles of icy-cold peach snapps on the bedside night table.

"ohhh Joe are you thinking what I'm thinking? " I was blushing as the ideas of licking snapps from his whole body was filling my imagination. I was nearly ready to cream myself again.

He laid me down on the rose petals and then took my champaign glass. Sit it on the table in an empty spot and started to lick on my breasts as his hand played with my clit and pussy lips. I loved the way that he made me feel. I was tossing my head back and forth as his tongue swirled around the nub of flesh that was tingling. He reached over and grabbed the Snapps and made me into a dripping wet drink. Hearing him make an inhaling sound before diving into my muff and licking away at the snapps and my honeyed wines. "Ohhhhhhhh JJJJOOOEEEE!" I moaned loudly as I trembled and bucked myself harder into his lips.

 

[kittykateater]

(ooc.. well that proves one thing.. you're man enough for us both *giggles* )

(OOC: Thanks Landi, you sweet temptress you! LOL The important things is, I'm man enough for my M...and she is definitely plenty woman enough for me!)

The peach color of our wedding decorations was an inside joke that only Angelique and I understood. Oh, and Jack and Sally got the joke, too...they had heard Angela and me in the limo, joking about Angelique's passionate fetish for drinking ice-cold peach snapps out of my ass!

And now here we were in the bridal suite at the Trump hotel, enjoying ourselves immensely on a bed covered with over 1000 soft rose pedals. And it was my turn to discover the joys of peach-snapps body shots, drunk off of her sexy curves.

First I poured some onto her big, round breasts until they glistened and sparkled. The icy cold on her nipples made them hard as steel, and a true delight to suck on. I don't know who was moaning louder, me for enjoying the taste and feel of her hard nipples, or her for enjoying the contrast of the cold snapps and my hot breath on her spectacular full, round breasts.

I poured some more peach snapps onto her ribs and into her navel. As I licked the sweet nectar off of her, she began to squirm and shimmy beneath me, adding to both of our enjoyment.

And now it was time to pour the peach snapps into my favorite place to drink from. As the icy liquor poured into her sweet pussy, she shivered and moaned. I poured a little bit onto her inner thighs, and when I planted my head between her luscious and lusty thighs, and started to lick, she let fly another of those delightfully sexy giggles of hers. Which, as usual, instantly stiffened my cock. Her eyes strained to see the effect of her giggles on me, and then her sparkling green eyes widened in glee.

My swirling tongue made figure 8's back and forth across her wide-open and very juicy pussy lips, teasing, endlessly, mercilessly teasing.

And then I let a single drop of icy peach snapps drip right onto her clit, bringing her to instant and stiff attention. I dripped another icy drop of the snapps onto her clit, while blowing my hot breath across her throbbing pleasure center. She squirmed, she groaned, she shook, she tossed her head from side to side. "Oh, Joooooooooe!" she shriieked passionately.

After thoroughly soaking my face 5 times in rapid succession, my bride lay beneath me, a quivering, panting, breathless, soaking-wet mess of fulfilled desires and spent passions.

I remembered what Angelique had said when Rod Stewart and Cher had serenaded us at our wedding reception. I hopped out of bed and put a CD on the stereo. I then climnbed back into bed, holding Angelique so close, so lovingly, and pulled the covers up over us both as the music to her favorite song began:

My father married a pure Cherokee
My mother's people were ashamed of me
The Indians said I was white by law
The white men always called me "Indian squaw"

Just then, the voice grew louder and clearer for the chorus:

Half-breed, that's all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she's no good they warned
Both side were against me since the day I was born.

"That's amazing!" Angelique grinned at me, her lovely green eyes sparkling happily. "It's almost like Cher is right here in the room, singing to us in person."

"That's because I am!" Cher laughed. And we both pulled down the covers just enough to show our faces, but not enough to expose any of our nakedness. Cher stood beside our bed and continued singing along with her own voice on the CD:

We never settled, went from town to town
When you're not welcome you don't hang around
The other children always laughed at me
"Give her a feather she's a Cherokee"

Half-breed, that's all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she's no good they warned
Both side were against me since the day I was born.

"I don't understand why you're here, Cher!" Angelique looked puzzled. Then ecstatically, "But I am very happy that you are. Having you serenade us in bed is the most romantic end to a most romantic wedding day."

"Thank your romantic husband!" Cher smiled. "You know, if Sonny had been half as sweet and romantic as your Joe is, we would never have split up!"

"I always thought Sonny was very romantic toward you?" I commented. "Especially in the days of 'I Got You Babe.'"

"Oh, he was romantic in his own way," Cher replied with rare candor. "But as we got more successful, he obsessed more over money, fame and success, always wanting more. I became less important than the money. Don't get me wrong, I love how successful he made me. But I would have traded it all for even a fraction of the romance you two have in spades!"

"What about Greg Allman. I've heard he was sexually creative. Wasn't that romantic?"

"Oh, please!" Cher laughed and rolled her eye. "Greg would NEVER have thought of drinking peach snapps out of MY pussy! His sexual creativity was all myth and hype!"

Angelique looked at Cher puzszled, as if to ask, "Who told you about our peach snapps?"

"I could hear you two halfway down the hall as I was coming toward your room," she grinned. "You two really ROCKED this honeymoon suite! Speaking of which, I think I'd better give you two some privacy now. After all, this is your honeymoon night!"

Cher exited the room singing:

We weren't accepted and I felt ashamed
Fifteen I left them, tell me who's to blame
My life since then has been from man to man
But I can't run away from who I am

Which somehow seemed a fitting description of Cher's own life. Angelique and I didn't even bother to look, whether Cher could still see us, as Angelique and I tossed back the covers and fell into a hot, passionate 69, arms and legs, mouths and lips and tongues, hungry and passionately entwined around each other.

Out in the hotel hallway, fading into the distance, we could still hear Cher singing:

Half-breed, that's all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she's no good they warned
Both side were against me since the day I was born.

But Angelique and I were both too busy consummating our marriage...again and agaian and AGAIN...to listen to Cher very closely any more.

(OOC: I think this is another reason I enjoy writing stories with you, Landi. Not only are you both instaiable nymphos, but also Half Breed happens to be one of M's favorite songs, too! You two could almost be sisters or something! LOL)

(OOC: I merged a photo of M and one of me in an artistic way...to show a bit of what we've been up to these past 4 days...until if and when she lets me take such a pic for real. And something to tease Landi with!)

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[landiek]

(ooc.. jokes on you.. I am part Cherokee and Apache.. watch out KK.. Your Squaw is on the Warpath Tonight.... lol! Sisters.. well maybe in heart.. as for the other side of the coin... I am as kinky minded as they come.. )

Wild abandonment has no concept to us any more as we loved one another over and over again. Leaving no holes untouched by our carnal lusts.

We froliced in the peach snapps all over our bodies and licking and sucking everywhere until we lied in each other's arms spent until we had revitalized enough to go at it again.

Every touch igniting the possiblities of the imagination.

( To be continued)

 

[kittykateater]

Having licked and sucked icy peach snapps body-shots off of each other, and out of every bodily orificce, now I lay Angelique face-down on her belly and on her luscious tits. Using four silky scarves, I tied her wrists and ankles to the bed.

"You have been such a naughty bride tonight!" I laughed in my deep baritone. "I think you've earned a spanking, my kinky little Cherokee Squaw!"

"Oooooh!" she giggled and squealed, wriggling her ass in horny anticipation of what was to, ah, COME!

I gave her ass a couple of gentle warm-up slaps, which soon dissolved her sexy giggles into sizzling-hot moans. "Spank me HARDER, baby!"

I playfully swatted her luscious round ass a little bit harder, alternating between reddening her cheeks and kissing away the stinging redness, as she wriggled and moaned, and as she grew visibly hornier by the second. "Maybe I should spank your sweet ass with something, umm, HARDER than just my bare hand?"

"Oh, YES!" she squealed in delight. "A spatula maybe? A riding crop?"

"How about if I spank your ass with the hardest substance known to womankind?" And something extremely hard, hard as concrete, began repeatedly swatting both of her round, naked ass cheeks now:

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[landiek]

(ooc.... spatula... Were you watching "Stripes" while making that post.. hahaha)

"How about if I spank your ass with the hardest substance known to womankind?"

That sounded just heavenly. I cooed as I relaxed my ass cheeks, which still stung from some of his swats and was on fire from the kiss that graced over them.

Joe eased his cock into the back door and started to play with my clit at the same time. I was moaning and shaking from the excitement. Once his cock emerged into the tunnel I cried out as the wash of pain rifted thur my body. My mind was screaming stop .. stop.. don't do that.. as my lust was crying for joy as Joe's throbbing erect muscle inched its way further into chasm.

"OH GAWD.." I shrieked to the bed as he inched more into me, the firey threads that begged for more also played havoc on my mind that longed to be free.. Being tied down I coulded buck back and reach the zenith of the need... I had to have patience that Joe was going to satisfy my cravings.. I was trembling and straining against the scarves as my rectal muscles were squeezing tightly around my loving hubby's cock

 

[kittykateater]

(ooc: I hadn't thought of Stripes. Someone recently posted a pic on Lit of a girl getting her ass spanked by a spatula. As I recall, Bill Murray used the spatula more to wriggle the girl's ass on the stove, like flipping scrambled eggs or a pancake in a pan, not to spank her).

That's my delightful nympho Angelique. Not content to have her ass swatted and sapnked by a thick, hard cock, and despite wrist and ankle restraints she still manages to wiggle that cute round ass of hers enough to swallow up my cock whole.

As her sphincter muscles squeezed, drawing me deeper and deeper into her luscious ass, she cried out in uncontrollable, uncontainable lust.

My radiant, glowing bride was trembling and straining against the scarves as her rectal muscles were squeezing tightly. "Oh!" she cried out jubilantly, "how I love to clamp my ass so tightly around my loving hubby's cock!"

"Mmmm!" I moaned. "I LOVE to stuff your ass so full of my horniness! And most of all, I love YOU...my wonderful sexy nymphomaniac wife!"

At the same time, I slid a thrid finger into her wide open and thoroughly wet pussy, delighting in her trembling contractions that so thoroughly dampened my fingers.

"Joe!" she shrieked in ecstasy. Then her shriek dissolved into a long, low moan. "Jooooooooe! I don't know which is turning me on MORE now, your deep sexy baritone voice, your fingers pleasuring my horny pussy, or your thick sexy cock tunneling so deeply into my love-hungry ass. Oh... my... GAWD!" she groaned, shaking and coming so powerfully and for such a very long time.

"Mmmmm!" I moaned deeply, thrusting deeper, thrusting harder, throbbing and pulsing so deeply inside her gorgeous ass now, loving every minute of our mutual and unconquerable lust now!

"I'm gonna come SO deep, and so hard, up into your ass, my pet!" I groaned, driving and thrusting deeper and ever deeper into her anus. I was trembling from head to toe, I was sweating profusely in a very sexual and intimate way, and I was holding back my impending, imminent powerful explosion only long enough to wait for my beloved's sweet words of encouragement, that would allow me to fire my love-cannon so very deep into her ass now.

 

[kittykateater]

(OOC: Today is Jan 1, 2004. The best and happiest New Year's Day of my life, since I got to spend most of last night and today in bed with my beloved. The best inspiration for an erotic story is real life, so...I changed the names from what my girlfriend and I did last night and this morning. I also changed a very few details to stay consistent with how this story has developed up to this point. Otherwise, this latest chapter of the story is very much grounded in my own real life...lucky me!)

We had been married a week, and I don't think we left our hotel room but twice in all that time (grin). But then Angelique had to fly off for three days for yet another Victoria's Secret store opening. Unfortunately, I could not go with her, because my own software sales job kept me in New York and away from my new bride. But she would be home in time to ring in the New Year together.

We started off New Year's Eve with a quiet, intimate Chinese dinner for two (which I picked up from a nearby take-out restaurant). Then she put the TV on. She surprised me by choosing to put on Playboy at 50. She commented on the various girls, and she smiled over the fact that I prefer the big-busted green-eyed redhead type rather than the reed-thin blue-eyed blonde that seems to be so common in Playboy. That is, I like the body type that Angelique is, and she was happy to know that.

They had a few Playmates who were naked and had sexy lingerie designs painted onto their skin. Angelique said she would love to do that. So I think tomorrow I'm going to take her to our favorite local sex-toys/sexy-costumes shop and see if they have body paint and stencil designs. I think we could both have a lot of fun as I paint sexy lingerie designs onto her! Maybe she can paint me up sexy too. I always knew Angelique is wild and sexually free but she continually surprises me with what she would like to do, like when she pushed me on my back during a hike in the woods in August, and climbed up on me for a thrilling ride, or when she introduced me to sexy, sensuous mutual spanking about 6 weeks ago. And now she wants to try body painting. I think I'm really gonna enjoy being her husband, you bet! I feel like the luckiest guy on earth since meeting her. And I think that once I paint her up like this, I just might persuade her to let me capture her sweet artisitic sexiness on camera too. Photographing her naked or in lingerie is a fantasy of mine that she so far hasn't let me fulfill...this way I would do both in one pic...she would look like she's in lingerie but as it would be only body paint, in reality she would be naked in the photo. I would just tell her that after getting so artistic on her skin-canvas, I would want a photo record of my artistry, I think she just might go for that.

We watched a couple of New Year specials on TV last night, too, but nothing we really liked. So we finally found David Letterman, Dave's guest was Rod Stewart singing romantic classics, which was sweet and wonderful to listen to, and helped increase the romantic mood between us.

Angelique said she was tired after working 9 hours and then a 3-hour flight home. So she turned on her side and I massaged her shoulders, which were tensed and knotted. She loves the way I massage her, probably mostly because as I massage her, my cock presses into her lower back. She seems to REALLY like that!

She fell asleep with my cock resting comfortably between her ass cheeks and my arm around her waist, my hand cupping her breast. Sweet. VERY sweet. It's weird, although I was asleep, it must have been a light sleep, because I was aware of her gentle snoring...and my own.

She awakened me about 3 AM by turning me flat on my back and straddling me, rocking her wonderful juicy slit back and forth along my shaft. This is one of our favorite things to do. I reached up and cupped both of her breasts. Sweet juices poured down out of her and soaked my love rod and my thighs. She then slipped down over me and rode me hard until we both had a couple of shaking, groaning big-o's.

We laid back on the bed and did some pillow talk and then went back to sleep.

We woke up again about 7 AM because I was horny as hell. We were again lying spoon style, me behind her, on our sides. I reached my left hand under her to cup her left breast, as my right arm reached across her waist and up to cup her right breast. I kissed and nuzzled her neck and slid my cock back and forth between her ass cheeks, like a hot-dog in a bun. She reached around behind her and stroked my hair, then turned her head to kiss me on the mouth. Our tongues danced around each other. I moved my hands down from her breasts, my left hand playing in her dark-brown bush as my right middle finger slid into her juiciness. She was SO wet! She turned flat on her back and I kissed her breasts and nipples as I slid a second finger into her.

She reached for my cock and encircled her hand around it, moaning something incoherent about needing me. After 3 days apart, it felt SO good to finally slip myself into her. I was thick, she was tight, so I had to start off very slow so as not to cause her pain, but eventually she self-lubricated enough for me to pound her fast and hard, which I would say she truly enjoyed judging by how much she was trembling and moaning. We were kissing, trembling, bumping hard against each other, moaning "I love you"...what a truly wonderful way to start a new year together! Yeah, I'm the luckiest man on earth! Somehow I managed to hold off my excitement until she came, and then I blasted my thick cream very deep into her. God how I do love my Angelique.

After a little more love-play, she had to go meet with a Victoria's Secret supplier for a couple of hours. Yeah I know, having a high-profile job sucks sometimes. But she told me to be ready for her when she returns, and I know my nympho wife well enough by now to know exactly what that meant.

When she returned, she had a devilish grin on her face as she locked the bedroom door. She unceremoniously shoved me hard onto the mattress, kneeling over me. She unbuckled and unzipped me, and she grinned joyously, her face lighting up in a million-watt smile, when she saw I had accidentaly-on-purpose neglected to wear antything under my jeans. She moaned that she might not be able to keep her out-of-town job much longer, since it keeps us apart too much. Then she let her lips and tongue do all the talking in quite a differenet way. Oh, her licks, her kisses, on my throbbing manhood, God I ache just remembering it all. After her eager, powerful suction drained my dick 3 times in less than an hour, I was too spent to come any more, and she FINALLY let me reciprocate.

I mercilessly teased her with my exploring fingers before finally letting my lips and tongue finish the job. Her moist walls...her spongy G-spot...her hard throbbing little clit...my lips, my tongue, my teeth...enjoying her enjoyment. Her squirms, her moans...and oh her TASTE! Her stickiness even now still on my fingers, her scent even now delighting my nose, her taste even now so delighting my mouth, that I have no desire to override her sweet flavor with any dinner tonight.

Happy New year is an understatement, for the kind of New Year's Day we're having!

(OOC: OK, Landi, you have some catch-up posting to do. Put Herbie away now...7 times in one day is more than plenty... and start writing, girl!)


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(OOC: Added Jan. 2, again based on my real life. )

Last night was all about being good to each other in a mutual way.

After I logged off Literotica with the above story posting, around 5 PM, I joined Angelique, who was already asleep after having gone 5 rounds with each other over the course of New Year's day. I think it was somewhere around 9 PM when we both awakened and reached for each other.

We started off by taking turns kissing, licking, and nibbling at each other's nipples, which soon had us both moaning in mutual pleasure.

I am usually the one who reaches for her genitals first, but last night she surprised me, as we were enjoying each other's chest she reached down and began stroking my cock. This began a mutual-masturbation session that ended with her sweet pussy nectar smeared all over my hand and my cock exploding thick white cream onto her palm and fingertips.

All this mutual pleasure was all nice but not nearly satisfyiing enough...for either of us!

Kisses trailed down each other's bodies as we mutually regained our breath, our strength, our horniness. I guess it was inevitable that all this mutual body kissing eventually turned into a 69.

After mutually sucking each other through two intense orgasms apiece, and then tongue-cleaning each other, she tuned back around beside me. I was on my back, she was beside me to my left, lying on her right side, her head resting on the left side of my chest, her left hand on my right nipple, her left leg bent at the knee, her left knee resting atop my left thigh, my left arm around her neck, my left hand gently massaging her left shoulder. She fell into a gentle sleep, snoring softly. I just smiled contentedly, holding her in my arms. The moment was more loving and romantic than sexual now, and I thought about how I love her more and more with each pasing day.

I guess it was about an hour later when she awakened again. "Oh, good," she smiled at me, her eyes twinkling. "New Year's Day isn't over yet." She got up on her hands and knees, and quietly, sweetly, almost innocently asked me "Take me from behind now?"

I knelt on my knees behind her as my palms spread and held her ass cheeks apart. She peered at me over her right shoulder and smiled, then her hand encircled my cock...which by now was hard enough to cut concrete...and she guided me into her very wet pussy from behind. My cock curves left and inward, so when I slip into her from behind like that. it is an extremely tight fit into her. Judging by her trembling and groaning, such a tight fit was exactly what she needed and wanted right then.

Still looking back over her right shoulders, gazing deeply, lovingly, longingly into my eyes, she grinned and playfully barked "Arf! Arf!" and then she laughed merrily as I took her doggy style. "Arf! Arf!" she reepated, her laughs dissolving into moans as I eased in and out of her her via her back door. She pushed her ass very hard backward, and I felt my balls knocking against her tight, squeezing, grasping pussy lips. She shivered very powerfully, and then I felt it: her juices coating my shaft, and dribbling out and down along my balls.

I drew back and then slammed hard into her one last time, coming as I slammed myself deeply back into her. I'm not sure which of us was moaning louder at this point!

We separated, spent but joyously happy. She collapsed and turned on her right side, her louscious round ass toward me. I let her ass cheeks sandwich my come-smeared cock, as my right arm reached across her waist and cupped her left breast. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was looking at the clock: 11:56 PM. We had gotten all of that wonderful loving in before New Year's day ended.

And we have 3 more days together before our busy jobs take us away from each other again. 3 whole days of this sweet loving ahead of us now! ROWR!

 

[kittykateater]

BUMP!

Hope I didn't lose Landi over putting some of my recent real-life experiences into our story.

Saw on TV that Victoria's Secret is having a big sale. Since the Angelique character is supposed to be a buyer for VS, maybe that real event can work into this story. Maybe something like the big sale, calls Angelique away from her new husband Joe, and they must resort to some very sizzling phone sex. Just a thought, to get this story moving again.

I just don't see Angelique (or the seductive authoress behind her, Landi) as the kind of women who gives up on sex now that she has a ring on her finger! LOL

KKE

 

[landiek]

Angelique

( sorry sweetie, something came over and I had to deal with it.. ready for play and hopefully I can caught up)

"I'm gonna come SO deep, and so hard, up into your ass, my pet!" I groaned, driving and thrusting deeper and ever deeper into her anus. I was trembling from head to toe, I was sweating profusely in a very sexual and intimate way, and I was holding back my impending, imminent powerful explosion only long enough to wait for my beloved's sweet words of encouragement, that would allow me to fire my love-cannon so very deep into her ass now.

"Ohhhhhhh Joe, fuck me harder.... ohh yeah.. ooooo fuck baby... you're soooo deeep... ohhhh my ass... spank me... OH GAWD JOOOOOOEEEEEE!!" I errupted in a violent orgasm while his cock was embedded in the canal. It was heaven for me when Joe exploaded in my ass. In fact I was certain that I saw stars for three hours afterwards... ohhhhh yessssss..

Neither of us cared much about being seen out of our room. I fell deeper and deeper in love with Joe. Plus our sex was always exciting as he was revealing his imaginative side too. We had went on our sexual frenzy lusts.

Due to unforeseen dilemas called our jobs.. I was requested to return to work early. Joe and I spent several hours talking about it. I felt that I was abandoning him but as he reminded me that our jobs was what brought us together and they were a part of what we are. I left on the airline with a better attitude then before after kissing him and fondling his cock as I walked on the hallway to my seat on this flight.

While in Lincoln, I managed to stay focused on the opening. Cheryl was on top of all my needs and sent me several new orders. I visited Eldonwood Silks and managed a new distributor. Our opening promo was not quite as successful as I was used to but was good enough to make the board of directors happy. I called Joe the first night and told him about the opening. I related the disappointment with the sales staff but reflected that they did know most of the incoming people by name. That was good PR!

I flew in on New Year's Eve and Joe had made all our evening plans. We had Chinese and I loved the sweet and sour pork over fried rice with red sauce over it all with egg rolls on the side.

Then I put the TV on. Joe was surprised by me choosing to put on Playboy at 50. I commented on the various girls, and smiled over the fact that Joe prefered the big-busted green-eyed redhead type rather than the reed-thin blue-eyed blondes that seems to be so common in Playboy. They had a few Playmates who were naked and had sexy lingerie designs painted onto their skin. "I would love to do that... have designs all over my body, being the canvas for erotic art."

Joe looked at me with a huge smile. Then I cuddled in his arms, he seemed to be deep in thought as I fondled his balls and licked at his left nipple. We watched a couple of New Year specials on TV, but nothing we really liked. So we finally found David Letterman, Dave's guest was Rod Stewart singing romantic classics. "Ohhhh I love that song..."

Have I Told You Lalety that I love you?
Have I told you there's no one else above you?
Fill my heart with gladness,
take away all my sadness,
Ease my troubles, that's what you do.

For the morning sun in all it's glory,
Meets the day with hope and comfort too,
You fill my life with laughter,
somehow you make it better,
Ease my troubles, that's what you do.

There's a love less defined,
And it's yours and it's mine,
Like the sun.
And at the end of the day,
We should give thanks and pray,
To The One, to The One.

I was singing alone with Rod as he sang. Joe was so close to me as I felt my heart bond even tighter to Joe's as Rod started singing



Stay away from my window
Stay away from my back door too
Disconnect the telephone line
Relax baby and draw that blind

Kick off your shoes and sit right down
Loosen up that frilly French gown
Let me pour you a good long drink
Oh baby don't you hesitate cause

Tonight's the night
It's gonna be all right
Cause I'm in love with you girl
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now

C'mon angel my hearts on fire
Don't deny your man's desire
You'd be a fool to stop this tide
Spread your wings and let me come inside

Tonight's the night
It's gonna be all right
Cause I'm in love with you girl
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now

Don't say a word my virgin child
Just let your inhibitions run wild
The secret is about to unfold
Upstairs before the night's too old

Tonight's the night
It's gonna be all right
Cause I'm in love with you woman
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now

"I feel so tired from that last day, nine hours on my feet and then the three hours on that plane. I just want to cuddle up to you and die..."

"You just need a good massage. I'll give you one." Joe offered.

So I turned on my side and he massaged my shoulders, which were tensed and knotted. I love the way he massages me, probably mostly because as he massages me, his cock presses into my lower back. I REALLY like that! It makes me hungry for his cock in me and loving me with all of his passion. Yet due to my weariness I fell asleep with his cock resting comfortably between my ass cheeks and his arm around my waist, his hand cupping my breast.

Yet I woke very early, three am to be exact. He was on his back and I was straddling him, rocking my juicy slit back and forth along his shaft. This is one of our favorite things to do. Joe reached up and cupped both of my breasts. Sweet juices poured down out of me and soaked his love rod and thighs. I then slipped down over him and rode him hard until we both had a couple of shaking, groaning big-o's. Lieing back and cuddling to Joe until we fell asleep.

Seven am was a delightful retreat of our sexual prowess. Giving in to one another's desires and needs. I made a vow of what would come later before we parted for a short while. I even rushed thur the shower.

She told me to be ready for her when she returns, and I know my nympho wife well enough by now to know exactly what that meant.

When she returned, she had a devilish grin on her face as she locked the bedroom door. She unceremoniously shoved me hard onto the mattress, kneeling over me. She unbuckled and unzipped me, and she grinned joyously, her face lighting up in a million-watt smile, when she saw I had accidentaly-on-purpose neglected to wear anything under my jeans. She moaned that she might not be able to keep her out-of-town job much longer, since it keeps us apart too much. Then she let her lips and tongue do all the talking in quite a differenet way. Oh, her licks, her kisses, on my throbbing manhood, God I ache just remembering it all. After her eager, powerful suction drained my dick 3 times in less than an hour, I was too spent to come any more, and she FINALLY let me reciprocate.

I mercilessly teased her with my exploring fingers before finally letting my lips and tongue finish the job. Her moist walls...her spongy G-spot...her hard throbbing little clit...my lips, my tongue, my teeth...enjoying her enjoyment. Her squirms, her moans...and oh her TASTE! Her stickiness even now still on my fingers, her scent even now delighting my nose, her taste even now so delighting my mouth, that I have no desire to override her sweet flavor with any dinner tonight.

I went wild under Joe's tongue and found myself bucking my hips up to his face. "ohhh Gawd.. JOE! " I squealed under the lapping that he does. It drives me into a frenzy that doesn't quit. "oooohhhhh Babby.. " I groaned as my cunt convulsed harshly and flooded to his lips.

 

[kittykateater]

It is so wonderful to have so much love and lust between Angelique and me, that just the right kiss of my lips on just the right spot, just the right flick of my tongue, just the right touch of my finger, can make her luscious cunt convulse harshly and send her flooding to my lips. The juices that flow from her are sweeter than the fabled nectars of the ancient gods.

My bride went wild under my tongue, and she began frantically bucking her hips up to my face. "ohhh Gawd.. JOE! " she squealed under my lapping, slurping tongue. I love that now and forever, I can and will drive her into a frenzy that doesn't quit. "oooohhhhh Babby.. " she groaned.

When she finally calmed down, we discussed the sad fact that she would have to hit the road for two weeks on her job. She hated our being apart, and so did I.

"I have a gift for you," I grinned, pulling a long, rectangular box from under the bed.

"I must still be horny as hell," she giggled. "Cuz the length and width of that box reminds me for all the world of that wonderful cock of yours."

"Keep gigling that sexy giggle of yours, baby," I laughed, "and soon I really WILL be the size and shape of that box!"

"Mmmm, I'd like that very much!" she purred, then she launched into a string of those giggles that, as predicted, soon had me tenting my pants.

"We fit so well together honey," I laughed. "Both horny as hell for each other, 24/7."

"We fit well together," she agreed, "your thick rod in my tight slit. I'd say that's a PERFECT fit!" she giggled again.

I noticed she still hadn't unwrapped the box yet. "Why don't you unwrap your present now, honey?" I asked.

Her eyes sparkled, her smile widened, and her fingers began to unbuckle my belt and pull down my zipper.

"Not THATpresent!" I laughed. "C'mon my sweet, delightful little nympho, unwrap the BOX!"

"Oops!" she giggled. "me bad!" With great reluctance, she moved her hands and her attention away from my trousers to the box, tearing open the wrapping paper.

"Oh, Joe," she pouted. "Why would I want a vibrator when I have the real thing already unwrapped in front of me?"

"For on the road, baby. See, I went down to the plastic molding company and they made a mold from my hard-on. So even when we're apart, you'll have me to play with and to delight you."

"Hmm," she pouted. "They put the wrong brand name on the box. Herbie Manufacturing Company. That's not a Herbie, it's a Joe. A big, long, thick, wonderful Joe! Always hard, just like MY Joe! Oh honey I shall treasure it always!"

"Wanna try it out sweetie?" I grinned.

"I'd rather have the real thing right now, while I still can," she smiled, kneeling before me and continuing her interrupted work of opening my trousers.

"You could pleasure yourself with BOTH!" I grinned. "Side by side, or one in your pussy and the other in your ass."

"You should have had them make two Herbies," she laughed. "So I can have one in my mouth, one in my ass, and the real thing in my pussy, all at the same time!"

I knew my Angelique well enough by now to suspect that even three of my cock would not be enough for her insatiable appetite. And God I wouldn't want her to be any other way! Her incessant hunger for my love rocket is one of the reasons I fell so completely head-over-heels (among other kinky positions) in love with her.

She eagerly leaned forward now, and used her teeth to fininish her urgent work of opening my fly. Her lips opened wide, her head slid forward toward me, my pelvis thrust forward toward her, and before we knew it, I had slipped past her lips, past her teeth, across the roof of her mouth. My insistent pulsations were now tickling the back of her throat. The more my cock tickled her throat, the more she giggled in delight. The sexier her giggles became, the more my cock throbbed and tickled against the back of her thorat. Together, we had become a perpetual motion machine, my throbbing providing the fuel for her powerful suction, and her suction providing the fuel for my throbbing.

After a pause, another inspiration seemed to strike her. "You know, my darling," she giggled, "it's too bad that this Herbie Manufacturing Company didn't make a plastic mold of your tongue, to REALLY bring me pleasure when I'm on the road for work!"

I filed her suggestion away for future reference. "My tongue. Your clit. A marriage made in heaven!" My silly remark made her giggle against my throbbing cock, already driven deep in her mouth.

Yes, we were definitely meant for each other, now and forever. We were determined now to enjoy every moment, every pleasure, right up to the very moment when she would have to fly away from me again.

And I would do anything her heart desired now, no matter how kinky. Here in the hotel. In the cab to the airport. And in the airport lounge before her check-in and take-off. No sexual act between us, no matter how pervy, seemed off limits now, if that's what SHE wanted! I love her enough to tend to her every sexual need and want. And she loves me enough to do the same for me. In fact, in many ways, I was eagerly looking forward to what new sexy adventures her deliciously naughty, scheming mind was even now cooking up for us.

 

[landiek]

"My tongue. Your clit. A marriage made in heaven!" Joe's silly remark made me giggle against his throbbing cock, already driven deep in my mouth.

Throbbing harder and harder against the walls of my throat as I sucked harder and harder on his cock. Hungering for the hot jism that warms me to long for that milky drink to fill my mouth and throat.

I twisted my lips over the shaft and let the back of my tongue curl around the girth even as my throat constricted as I gulped hard despite the fact that I couldn't swallow his cock any further. It was the feeling that it swelled and the outer heat, feeling that burning as Joe strained to hold back until all my sucking had driven him over the edge. Of course that finger against his anus made a difference too. I smirked as I gulped down mouthfuls of his cum. God he tastes sooo good.

Just as I released his softening cock that filled me with a final kiss the alarm went off. A nagging reminder that I had to get around before my cab showed up at eight. I pouted as I reluctantly slipped out of bed.

"It's times like this that I hate my job," I brooded as I headed for the bathroom and grabbing my toiletries for a shower.

Joe laughed and kissed my nose. "But you would be miserable without something to do. That is the very reason for my present, Angelique."

I nodded in agreement and stepped into the rain of heated waters. Scrubbing my body with the loofah spounge and raspberry shower gel. Joe in the meanwhile slipped my replica in the suitcase. He even layed out the outfit that I would wear on the flight. Ironically it was the same one that I wore when we first met.

I came out in just a towel and looked at him once more with a hunger. "God, I can't get enough of you... I must be going nuts with lust."

Joe laughed " Nuts with Lust" fondling his balls and winking.. "Well Lust here they are just waiting for you."

I started to slip down to the floor to suck on them when a noise caught my attention. Damn that telephone.

"Your taxi has arrived Ma'am. Shall we send up the bellboy for your luggage?"

Joe looked at me and helped me to stand. Giving me a passionate kiss and picking up the suitcase. "I slipped your buddy in there."

I looked at him and smiled, straightening his jacket as we headed for the door. "I'm getting those nuts in route to the Airport, you do realize that don't you?"

Grabbing the coat and my purse, we headed for the elevator. Once downstairs Joe handed the suitcase to the driver. We slipped into the back seat and I lied my head on his lap. Quickly undoing the zipper before the driver got in. Joe pulled my jacket over my shoulders making it hard for the driver to see what we were doing.

"Airport, Sir?" The driver adjusted the mirror then frowned as he didn't get a very good look at me but knew what I must have been doing.

"Yes, then wait as I will be returning, my Wife..." His butt shivered as I took one of his balls into my mouth and sucked on it. Swirling my tongue over it completely and making a suckling noise as I pushed my nose closer to his skin and inhaled the scent of our juices that were coating his pubic hairs. "is flying..... out" His hand rested on my shoulder as he let out a groan.

I switched and started sucking on the other one as his hand slid under my coat and glide down to my bare buttom and a smile came over him. A quick slap to that flesh and then a finger showed into both my ass and pussy. "well my sweet nympho... you had better call me every night." Joe warned me with a husky low whisper.

I shivered as his voice effects me as badly as my giggles do him. I was creaming over his finger until it drizzled to his knuckle.

The driver had made a sharp serve as a flash of my ass peeked from under the coat. Joe's finger moving in and out faster made me moan and I sat up quickly... Whispering in his ear as a smile crossed his lips. I pulled his cock from his pants and stroked over it with my hand and let my hair graze over the sides. Then I giggled as I turned around in his lap. I smiled into the rearview mirror as I pulled my ass cheeks apart and Joe guided his cock into that puckered hole. I groaned as I felt him press two fingers at the sides making me open and his cock came sliding in. I shuddered as his rubbing made me feel hotter and hungry. I started rocking my ass on his lap, feeling his cock worm further and further into my bowels. My eyes glazed with lust as I moaned... "ohhhh fuck me like that .."

Our driver's tongue was licking his lips as he kept glancing in the mirror trying to catch a peek of the naughty sexcapades that was going on in the back seat. I closed my eyes and leaned back as Joe's hands massaged my braless breasts. The driver was drooling as our whispers and moans were getting steamier. His one hand slipped into his pants as he proceeded to head for the airport.

Needless to say it was lucky for him that we were on airport grounds and at a light because I cried out "Oh Baby... I'm cumming" just as Joe flooded my ass with hot cum and our driver gulped and watched as his own spray fly out and land all over his pants. He was panting like a demon as he looked at the green light changing red. A blush came over his cheeks as he waited for it to turn green again.

At the departure level, Joe grabbed my suitcase and escorted me to the flight's door. I had adjusted my outfit and kissed Joe's lips soundly. "Tip that driver nicely, Baby.... even if he did get off on our action."

"Angelique, somehow I think he might feel that he got a damned good tip already." Teasing me then flashing a twenty that was for the driver.

We kissed again as the flight attendant anounced that boarding was now starting. I looked at Joe once more and grabbed the case. I started tearing up as I kissed him once more.

"Better get in your seat, or you'll miss your flight." Joe nodded towards the archway that tunneled to my plane.

I reluctantly let him go and boarded. Tears welling up and falling as I took my seat at the window. I waved back at the terminal then turned away to listen to the girl talking to me. "First flight away from him?"

"No, but it feels like it." I admitted as I did up the seatbelt and closed my eyes.

The airport security guard asked Joe a quick question. "If that was my girlfriend or wife and she kissed me like that ... I think I would feel my heart breaking when the plane leaves the ground. How can you stand it?"

 

[kittykateater]

Muy sweet ympho bride twisted her lips over my shaft and let the back of her tongue curl around the girth even as my throat constricted as she gulped hard. I already had my balls up against her teeth, and believe me, if I could have fed any more cock to her hungry mouth and throat, I definitely would have. And she would have happily taken more in, and still have begged for more...that's just the kind of wonderul and sexy woman I married.

I strained to hold back, until all of her sucking simply drove me over the edge. Of course that finger against my anus made a difference too. She smirked, so pleased and satisfied with hreself, as she gulped down mouthfuls of the come that her skill and her love for me had forced out of me now. "God you taste sooo good!" she groaned, her words and her groans making me throb and spew even more now.

Just as she released my softening cock and gave it a final loving kiss, the alarm went off. A nagging reminder that she had to get around before her cab showed up at eight. She pouted as she reluctantly slipped out of bed. I laughed that my nympho bride didn;t want to stop rocking my world, but I also sympathized, because I sure as HELL didn't want her to stop either!

"It's times like this that I hate my job," Angelique brooded as she headed for the bathroom and grabbing her toiletries for a shower.

I laughed and kissed her cute little nose. "But you would be miserable without something to do. That is the very reason for my present, Angelique."

When she stepped out of the shower and approached me in just a towel, she wrapped her arms around me from behind and looked at me once more with a hunger. I spun around in her arms and passionately hugged and kissed her.

"God, I can't get enough of you..." she moaned. " I must be going nuts with lust."

I laughed " Nuts with Lust" fondling my own balls and winking. "Well Lust, here they are just waiting for you."

Just as she started to slip down to the floor to suck on them, just as I started to moan in that deep baritone voice of mine that Angelique so loves to hear, a noise caught our attention. "Damn that telephone!" she cursed, and I had to agree.

"Your taxi has arrived Ma'am. Shall we send up the bellboy for your luggage?"

She looked at me and smiled, straightening my jacket as we headed for the door. "I'm getting those nuts in route to the Airport, you do realize that don't you?"

"You'd damn well BETTER!" I smirked, my balls aching in my trousers, longing for another touch of her divine lips and her amazing tongue.

 

[kittykateater]

 

[kittykateater]

We slipped into the back seat and my wife lied her lovely head on my quivering lap. Quickly undoing the zipper before the driver got in. I pulled her suit jacket over her shoulders, making it hard for the driver to see what we were doing.

"Airport, Sir?" The driver adjusted the mirror then frowned as he didn't get a very good look at my bride, but knew what she must have been doing.

I tried to give the driver instructions, but that was very difficult to do with my bride going nuts on MY nuts! "Yes, then wait as I will be returning, my Wife..." I couldn't even finish teh thought, as my butt shivered as she took one of my balls into her mouth and sucked on it. Swirling her skilled tongue over it completely and making a suckling noise as she pushed her cute nose closer to my skin.

"What are you doing?" I whispered in a soft moan, trying not to let the driver hear.

"Mmmm!" she purred. "I'm inhaling the scent of our juices that are coating your pubic hairs." Damn but I have married the sexiest, horniest, craziest woman on the planet! And I absolutely LOVE it! I absolutely love HER!

I struggled to finish my sentence to the driver: "is flying..... out" But just then, she took one long, circular lick around my swollen, excited right ball. All I could do now was rest my hand on her shoulder to support me in my growing wooziness, as I let out a long, low groan.

She switched and started sucking on my left ball now, as my hand slid under her coat and glided down to her round, luscious bare buttom. I couldn't help it, a smile came over me. A quick slap to that flesh, which made her squal "Ooh, Yes! Sapnk my naughty ass!" and then a finger shoved into both her gorgeous ass and her sweet wet pussy. "well my sweet nympho... you had better call me every night." I warned her with a husky low whisper.

She shivered, and I grinned triumphantly at how my deep voice effects her as powerfully as her sexy giggles affect me. I loved how she creamed over my finger until it drizzled to my knuckle.

The driver strained to see what Angelique and I were doing, and the car swerved several times.

"Eyes on the road, Jeeves!" I laughed, and my joke made Angelique giggle repeatedly and uncontrollably. Her giggling stopped only when she glanced down in my lap to notice my love-missile pointing straight out on front of me. "Oh, JOE!" she softly moaned, "is all of that for ME?"

"You bet, baby!"

"OH Joe, I could just KISS you! In fact, I think I will!" And with that she planted the sweetest, most loving kiss right on teh very tip of my cock. My entire body shuddered at her kiss, and hot, white milk shot out of me. Angelique curled up her tongue and extended it out as far as she could, catching every pouring stream and scoping it back into her mouth with her tongue. "Oh, JOOOOOOOE!" she moaned. "Sooooo tasty!"

 

[kittykateater]

Sexy, horny Angelique smiled into the rearview mirror as she pulled her ass cheeks apart for me now, and I guided my aching, throbbing cock into that sweet puckered hole. My bride groaned as I lovingly, lustily pressed two fingers at the sides, making her open and my cock came sliding in. She shuddered as my thickness rubbed her tight puckered hole "Oh, Joe, you SCAMP! I am SO hot, SO hungry now," she whined. She started rocking her fine naked ass on my lap, as my steel-hard cock wormed its way further and further into her contracting, squeezing bowels. Her soft green eyes glazed with lust as she moaned... "ohhhh fuck me like that .."

Our driver's tongue was licking his lips as he kept glancing in the mirror trying to catch a peek of the naughty sexcapades that was going on in the back seat. My hot littlle redheaded nympho closed her lovely green eyes and leaned back as my hands massaged her soft, round, braless breasts. The driver was drooling as our whispers and moans were getting steamier. His one hand slipped into his pants as he proceeded to head for the airport.

Needless to say it was lucky for him that we were on airport grounds and at a light because just then she cried out loudly and with wild abandon, "Oh Baby... I'm cumming" just as I flooded her luscious ass with hot cum and our driver gulped and watched as his own spray fly out and landed all over his pants. Our driver was panting like a demon as he looked at the green light changing red. A blush came over his cheeks as he waited for it to turn green again.

At the departure level, I grabbed my beloved's suitcase and escorted her to the flight's door. She had adjusted her sexy outfit that I picked out for her--the very one she wore the day we met and she stole my heart--and she kissed my lips fiercely, passionately. "Tip that driver nicely, Baby.... even if he did get off on our action."

"Angelique, somehow I think he might feel that he got a damned good tip already." Teasing her, then flashing a twenty that was for the driver.

We kissed again as the flight attendant anounced that boarding was now starting. Our eyes locked once more as she grabbed her suitcase. We both started tearing up as we kissed once more.

"Final boarding call," the flight attendant whispered sweetly at us both, hating to separate two such passionate lovers.

"Better get in your seat, or you'll miss your flight." I nodded towards the archway that tunneled to her plane.

We sadly, reluctantly let each other go as she boarded.

The airport security guard asked me a quick question. "If that was my girlfriend or wife and she kissed me like that ... I think I would feel my heart breaking when the plane leaves the ground. How can you stand it?"

Just then, my cell phone rang. "Hold that thought a moment," I told the security guard. It was Angelique on the phone.

"Hey, baby!" she cooed. "The flight attendant told me I could talk on the cell phone until we taxi on the runway. I know this will probably confirm what you always say, that I am an insatiable nympho. But I already miss you, I already miss your thick, hard cock, baby."

I heard a rustling, scuffling sound over the phone.

"What's going on baby?" I asked, concerned. Your flight isn't having a 9-11 repeat or anything, is it?"

"Oh no, sweetie," she giggled in that unique merry, sexy way of hers. "I was just getting that gift out of my suitcase. Spreading a blanket over my lap so nobody can see. And now slipping your wonderful gift up my skirt and under my..." she paused and whispered breathlessly, huskily, "...panties!" No one in the whole history of the universe has ever said the word 'panties' as sexily as Angelique did just then!

"Turning on your present now. And it's turning ME on," she giggled. "You're right, it is an exact duplicate of you in sizew, shape, even texture...but I still MUCH prefer the real thing!"

"I would hope so!" I laughed.

"Here, take a listen," she cooed, and I could tell that she had slipped her cell phone under her skirt, along with the vibrator that I had gotten custom-molded for her, from my own dick. I could hear the vibrator softly buzzing and humming, and I could also hear the soft squishing of the early stages of her arousal.

"That confirms it!" I laughed. "You truly are a nympho!"

"Only since winning your love, darling! You MAKE me this way!" Buzz! Smack! Squiiiiiiiish! "Ohhhhh!"

"Wanna see what the rubber mold of YOUR dick is...is... UGH!... DOING to me right now?" she sighed, moaning softly.

"I would LOVE to see that!" I moaned, getting as turned on now as she was.

She clicked the shutter on her picture-phone and clicked on "send." My phone now showed her luscious, dripping pussyy curling tightly around the vibrator, that matchies me in size and shape. Her pussy muscles were contracting like mad and drawing the vibe deeper and deeper into her. I fell in love, and in lust, all over again. I didn't even mind the security guard sneaking a peek over my shoulder.

"Nope," the security guard shook his head, "Can't undertand how you can stand to be away from her for even one MINUTE!" I began to panic. Just the how hell WAS I going to face that big, cold, lonely, empty bed all by myself tonight, anyway?

One of the reasons Angelique and I love each other so much is that we think a lot alike. It is spooky sometimes how we say the same things at the same time, or finish each other's sentences. As if reading my mind, Angelique groaned "I don't know HOW the hell I'm gonna sleep in that big, empty, lonely hotel bed tonight, Joe! Without you there to hold me, to kiss me, to comfort me, to love me, and...and..ESPECIALLY, to fuck the HELL out of me! Oh, JOE!" she groaned, "What the HELL am I going to do without you?"

"I dunno baby I was just wondering the same damend thing myself. My bed is gonna feel AWFUL lonely without you tonight. Guess I'll just have to bury myself in my work and try not to think about it!"

"OK," she sniffled, sobbing softly, "If you think that will work, I'l try it!"

"Hell no that won't work. God I just wanna throw my arms around you, rip your clothes off, bury my face in your lap!"

"Oh, JOE!" she sobbed. "I want that too!"

"God damned miserable fuckin' jobs!" I cried out in anguish. "Keepin' us apart all the damned time! I hate it! Work SUCKS!"

"Say," the securoty guard beamed. "I just realized where I know you from, Mister! Aren't you that software sales guy that just earned a record $100 million sales commission? Yeah, yeah, you ARE him! It's YOU! I gotta shake your hand! I read where nobody has EVER made that much commission from a single software sale before! Makes me proud to be an American!"

I quickly shook his hand to appease him, and I hurriedly got back on the phone, wailing, "Oh baby I miss you already. I hate how our jobs keep us apart!"

The secuirty guard tugged at my jacket sleeve. "Excuse me! Excuse me!" the way a little kid might try to get your attention.

"What?" I asked, more impatiently and impolitely than I should have.

"Excuse me, maybe this is none of my business. But since you two obviously love each other SO much, and are SO sexed-up over each other all the time, why don't you both just QUIT your jobs? I mean, you have 100 million diollars fer crissakes, you don't need to work again, EVER!"

My jaw just dropped to the floor. This security guard had just stated the obvious solution. Why hadn't I thought of that?

"Did you hear that honey?" I asked excitedly over the phone.

"Hmm, quit our jobs? Hmmm?" she pondered.

"Let's DO it baby!"

"I always want to DO IT with YOU, Joe!" she laughed.

"You oversexed little nympho you!" I laughed. "I meant..."

"I know what you meant, Joe," she whispered.

"Let's do it. Let's quit our jobs. Buy a nice little yacht. Maybe for a mil or two, not too big or elaborate, just big enough for the two of us to sail all over the world in. Not a party boat, we don't need anyone else interfering with our good time, just a nice cozy tub we two united souls can explore the world in. And where we can fuck each other's brains out in a different exotic port, every night for the rest of our lives. Besides, if we ever want to party with others, we can always gate-crash The Donald's yacht! He throws better yacht parties than we could EVER host. So, how does THAT sound, darling? Retiring from work forever, and making it our life's misison to visit, and to fuck in, every city, town and village on earth. Would you like that, baby?"

 

[landiek]

by kittykateater

Just then, my cell phone rang. "Hold that thought a moment," I told the security guard. It was Angelique on the phone.

"Hey, baby!" she cooed. "The flight attendant told me I could talk on the cell phone until we taxi on the runway. I know this will probably confirm what you always say, that I am an insatiable nympho. But I already miss you, I already miss your thick, hard cock, baby."

I heard a rustling, scuffling sound over the phone.

"What's going on baby?" I asked, concerned. Your flight isn't having a 9-11 repeat or anything, is it?"

"Oh no, sweetie," she giggled in that unique merry, sexy way of hers. "I was just getting that gift out of my suitcase. Spreading a blanket over my lap so nobody can see. And now slipping your wonderful gift up my skirt and under my..." she paused and whispered breathlessly, huskily, "...panties!" No one in the whole history of the universe has ever said the word 'panties' as sexily as Angelique did just then!

"Turning on your present now. And it's turning ME on," she giggled. "You're right, it is an exact duplicate of you in size, shape, even texture...but I still MUCH prefer the real thing!"

"I would hope so!" I laughed.

"Here, take a listen," she cooed, and I could tell that she had slipped her cell phone under her skirt, along with the vibrator that I had gotten custom-molded for her, from my own dick. I could hear the vibrator softly buzzing and humming, and I could also hear the soft squishing of the early stages of her arousal.

"That confirms it!" I laughed. "You truly are a nympho!"

"Only since winning your love, darling! You MAKE me this way!" Buzz! Smack! Squiiiiiiiish! "Ohhhhh!"

"Wanna see what the rubber mold of YOUR dick is...is... UGH!... DOING to me right now?" she sighed, moaning softly.

"I would LOVE to see that!" I moaned, getting as turned on now as she was.

She clicked the shutter on her picture-phone and clicked on "send." My phone now showed her luscious, dripping pussy curling tightly around the vibrator, that matches me in size and shape. Her pussy muscles were contracting like mad and drawing the vibe deeper and deeper into her. I fell in love, and in lust, all over again. I didn't even mind the security guard sneaking a peek over my shoulder.

"Nope," the security guard shook his head, "Can't understand how you can stand to be away from her for even one MINUTE!" I began to panic. Just the how hell WAS I going to face that big, cold, lonely, empty bed all by myself tonight, anyway?

One of the reasons Angelique and I love each other so much is that we think a lot alike. It is spooky sometimes how we say the same things at the same time, or finish each other's sentences. As if reading my mind, Angelique groaned "I don't know HOW the hell I'm gonna sleep in that big, empty, lonely hotel bed tonight, Joe! Without you there to hold me, to kiss me, to comfort me, to love me, and...and..ESPECIALLY, to fuck the HELL out of me! Oh, JOE!" she groaned, "What the HELL am I going to do without you?"

"I dunno baby I was just wondering the same damend thing myself. My bed is gonna feel AWFUL lonely without you tonight. Guess I'll just have to bury myself in my work and try not to think about it!"

"OK," she sniffled, sobbing softly, "If you think that will work, I'll try it!"

"Hell no that won't work. God I just wanna throw my arms around you, rip your clothes off, bury my face in your lap!"

"Oh, JOE!" she sobbed. "I want that too!"

"God damned miserable fuckin' jobs!" I cried out in anguish. "Keepin' us apart all the damned time! I hate it! Work SUCKS!"

"Say," the security guard beamed. "I just realized where I know you from, Mister! Aren't you that software sales guy that just earned a record $100 million sales commission? Yeah, yeah, you ARE him! It's YOU! I gotta shake your hand! I read where nobody has EVER made that much commission from a single software sale before! Makes me proud to be an American!"

I quickly shook his hand to appease him, and I hurriedly got back on the phone, wailing, "Oh baby I miss you already. I hate how our jobs keep us apart!"

The secuirty guard tugged at my jacket sleeve. "Excuse me! Excuse me!" the way a little kid might try to get your attention.

"What?" I asked, more impatiently and impolitely than I should have.

"Excuse me, maybe this is none of my business. But since you two obviously love each other SO much, and are SO sexed-up over each other all the time, why don't you both just QUIT your jobs? I mean, you have 100 million diollars fer crissakes, you don't need to work again, EVER!"

My jaw just dropped to the floor. This security guard had just stated the obvious solution. Why hadn't I thought of that?

"Did you hear that honey?" I asked excitedly over the phone.

"Hmm, quit our jobs? Hmmm?" she pondered.

"Let's DO it baby!"

"I always want to DO IT with YOU, Joe!" she laughed.

"You oversexed little nympho you!" I laughed. "I meant..."

"I know what you meant, Joe," she whispered.

"Let's do it. Let's quit our jobs. Buy a nice little yacht. Maybe for a mil or two, not too big or elaborate, just big enough for the two of us to sail all over the world in. Not a party boat, we don't need anyone else interfering with our good time, just a nice cozy tub we two united souls can explore the world in. And where we can fuck each other's brains out in a different exotic port, every night for the rest of our lives. Besides, if we ever want to party with others, we can always gate-crash The Donald's yacht! He throws better yacht parties than we could EVER host. So, how does THAT sound, darling? Retiring from work forever, and making it our life's misison to visit, and to fuck in, every city, town and village on earth. Would you like that, baby?"

"But my contract is for another eight months... " I thought about it more.. as that replica of my Sexy Joe in my cunt and buzzing away.. "Ahhhhhhh" I whimpered as it hit the back of the wall and merrily buzzed me thur the begining of repeated orgasms. It was true that Joe was able to live in the lap of luxery but at the same time there was moments that I loved my job except when I was away from Joe.

I turned to the stewardess. "I have to get off this plane... please.. my Husband.. " Just then the vibrating cock plopped out of my quivering lips and the girl gasped in shock.

"I've heard of doing some wild shit to get pregnant but my God that thing is ... oh Shit..." She reddened more and walked away.. either shocked and embarassed or really turned on and didn't want to say much more.

The other stewardess walked over. "I'm sorry miss.. but you'll have to buckle in because we are fixing to taxi out to the runway."

"No I have to get off... my husband is in the lobby.." I protested. "DAMNIT I WANT OFF SO I CAN FUCK HIS BRAINS OUT!!!!"

A mixed group of reactions came from the other passengers. Some tsked me for the language, others in sympathy that I was so stuck on the guy that I had to hold his hand, and some that understand love and one that told them to let me out.

"JOE!!!! Do something... I can't get off the plane!!" I wailed into the cell phone.

"Here, lady use this and get him a ticket to meet us in Salt Lake City..." A man offered.

"Joe.. meet me in Salt Lake City.. please baby.. use what ever means that you can....please.. oh please" closing my eyes and praying that he can do it as we are on the runway.

The security guard overheard us and called the ticket counter. Before Joe knew it he was being pushed to Gate 109 for Salt Lake City.. getting there ten minutes before I did.

 

[kittykateater]

God is it ever wonderful to be married to a complete nympho!

Over her cell phone, I could hear my beloved Angelique screaming how she had to get off the taxiing plane right away so she could fuck her husband's brains out! How could I not love such a woman!

It didn't even bother me that she didn't want to talk about sailing around the world, that she wanted to kep her job for another 8 months of being apart too much. "Ther will be plenty of time to talk," she had giggled, "after I fuck your brains out non-stop for about 6 or 8 hours." As I said, how could I help but to love such a woman?

I would have laughed at her desperate horniness, but I knew exactly how she felt, for at that moment I desperatly needed her sweet, tight pussy to ride me hard and grind me into orgasm!

Thanks to the generosity of another passenger on the plane with my bride, I had a ticket waiting for me, to meet my luscious nympho in Salt Lake City.

My seat mate on my plane asked me if I plan to visit the Bonneville Salt Flats, where world land-speed records are made. Or the famous Mormon Tabernacle.

"I don't think I'll have time to see any of those sights!" I grinned.

"Oh? Business meetings all day, eh?"

"Well, er, not exactly," I laughed. "You see, my wife got me this airline ticket."

"I don't understand. Does the ticket say you can't visit the sights of Salt Lake."

"Umm, how can I explain this. The last thing my wife said to me before she hung up was, 'Meet me in Salt Lake so I can fuck your brains out!'"

"Oh," my seatmate grinned. "Under those circumstances, I wouldn't find time to sightsee either!"

I arrived 10 minutes before Angelique's flight was due in Salt Lake. I didn't have to wait long at the gate for her. She was the first one off the plane!

I overheard two flight attendants say that all the passengers had let Angelique deplane first, because they knew of her urgent need for a fuck, and nobody else needed to deplane with quite that urgnecy nor for quite such a good reson. As my scantily-clad bride ran toward me, one young woman called to her, "You go, girl! Run to your man!" A woman who looked to be at least 80, struggling off the plane with her walker, said "I can see why you need to fuck his brains out, deary. He is what in my day they called a real DISH!"

Even the stewardess commented: "Go JUMP that man's bone!" Then the stewardess laughed, "Oops, I mean, bones!"

"No," another flight attendant laughed. "She had it right the first time. Go jump his BONE!"

Angelique fell into my arms, encircling my neck with her arms, and my waist with her legs. She kissed me fiercely, passionately. "Oh baby I need to be fucked, right NOW!"

I returned her kiss, with a powerful intensity that knocked the wind out of us both. "Me too, baby! My cock is SO hard, and it ACHES to fuck your sweet pussy!"

"Let me SEE baby!" she moaned. "I'm SO wet. Let me SEE that beautiful ahrd cock I missed so much!"

I laughed. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

I removed one hand from around her neck to unzip my fly, as she moved one hand from around my neck to flip up her micro-miniskirt. We neither of us had any underwear on, and she quickly slipped her inflamed, drenched pussy down over my long, thick, throbbing hardness.

I slunk down to my knees, my rock-hard manhood buried into her up to my balls, and without slipping out of her even one millimeter, I gemtly laid her down on the carpeted floor of the airport terminal waiting room.

"Oh, NAIL me, Joe!" she groaned beneath me.

All of the passengers from her plane, and from mine, had gathered around to watch now. The man who bought me my ticket yelled, "Yeah, NAIL her Joe." This probably should have embarrassed the hell out of us, but we were both way too horny for each other to care!

I slid in and out of Angelique maybe 15 times, pounding her harder and deeper each time, until she clamped her pussy muscles down so very tight around me, shivered from head to toe, and erupted her warm pussy nectar all over my throbbing, thrusting cock. As she came, she reached down and squeezed and kneaded my balls. That did it. Trembling, moaning, tingling, I came. I shot deeply into her, then pulled back to slam her hard again, coming and coming and coming on my entire final thrust, all the way down into her.

I came so hard that my cock was spent and shriveled up, and still the milky come kept flowing from me.

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I didn't mind losing my erection, though. About 400 airline pasengers began applauding, cheering, and stamping their feet, and we both turned red-faced. We needed to get up and rearrange our clothes, which in my case would be a lot easier to do without having to squeeze my swollen 10-pound salami into the 5-pound bag of my trousers. Yes, my pants definitely zipped up easier now that I was soft.

So as I said, I didn't mind at all, losing my erection until we could find a more private place for round 2. Besides, I wasn't worried about my temporary softening: I well knew that it would just take one sexy giggle from Angelique to regain my full length, thickness, and hardness.

"So whaddya say, baby? Round 2 in an airport bathroom? Or in the back of a limo?"

My former seatmate from the plane suggested the roof of the airport terminal. "There's a great view of the city skyline from up..." he began, then he stopped himself in mid sentence. "Oh never mind! The only thing you two wanna view is each OTHER!"

"Damn right!" Angelique grinned. "And the view I have in mind next, is my lips around his big, beautiful, HARD cock!"

"You still haven't answered my question, baby. WHERE are we doing round 2? Bathroom, limo, hotel? Or maybe YOU have a place in mind?"

 

[landiek]

"So whaddya say, baby? Round 2 in an airport bathroom? Or in the back of a limo?"

My former seatmate from the plane suggested the roof of the airport terminal. "There's a great view of the city skyline from up..." he began, then he stopped himself in mid sentence. "Oh never mind! The only thing you two wanna view is each OTHER!"

"Damn right!" Angelique grinned. "And the view I have in mind next, is my lips around his big, beautiful, HARD cock!"

"You still haven't answered my question, baby. WHERE are we doing round 2? Bathroom, limo, hotel? Or maybe YOU have a place in mind?"

My mind was still whirling from the mad hot sex on the floor. Thank goodness that security guard didn't do anything or we could have been in some really hot water. I glanced around quickly and noticed the nearby employees lounge. I yanked on his arm and we flung open the door and knelt down to hungrily took his cock into my lips and began to suck on it.

"This is good," He groaned as I sucked harder.

I heard a click noise at the door and a deep voice speaking to another "Sorry the lounge is closed for cleaning."

I smirked and went back to licking and sucking. I could smell the mixed aroma of our musky scents on his balls. I started lapping up the strings of cum from earlier God I love the taste of Joe's hot rich jism.

Joe looked into my eyes and before I realized it we were against the wall and Joe was pounding his cock in and out of my pussy, making loud slooshing noises as we grinded to one another. Moaning and making other noises that kept the guard at the door. Enjoying his earful of sexual frustration being overcome by our lustful passions.

Thankfully the limo was waiting for us at the parking lot. Cheryl made prior reservations which I was unaware of but just the same when I heard my name over the intercom I looked at Joe with a shy smile. "Your were busy waiting for me huh?"

"As much as I would love to claim the thought, I can't." Joe explained

 

[kittykateater]

Even after banging away on the waiting room floor of the airport, in front of hundreds of spectators, my darling Angelique was still extremely horny...and so was I. She eagelry tugged me into the airline employees lounge, and knelt down to hungrily take my thick, throbbing cock into her lips and began to suck on it with an undeniable hunger, an intense passion.

"This is good," I groaned as she sucked harder. "Hell, this is better than great, it's wonderful and amazing! YOU are wonderful and amazing, my bride! God, how I do love you so!"

I heard a click noise at the door and a deep voice speaking to another "Sorry the lounge is closed for cleaning."

My wife just smirked and went back to licking and sucking. Her swirling, slurping tongue started lapping up the strings of come from earlier. "God I love the taste of your hot rich jism!" she moaned.

I gazed deeply, lovingly, longingly into my beloved's deep green eyes, and pressed her luscious, curvy body against the wall, pounding my achingly hard cock in and out of her sweet, tender pussy. Her juicy slit began making loud slooshing noises as we grinded to one another. She was moaning and making other noises that kept the guard listening intently at the door. Enjoying his earful of sexual frustration being overcome by our lustful passions.

We were paged over the intercom that our limo was waiting. My beloved looked at me with a shy smile. "Your were busy waiting for me huh?"

"As much as I would love to claim the thought, I can't," I explained.

As we climbed into the back of the limo, Angelique's cell phone rang. I could only hear Angelique's side of the conversation. "Cheryl? Ummm, I'm kinda busy right now. Yah, I'm with Joe. Hmmm?" Then she giggled. "Oh, Cheryl, cut that out. Huh? Yeah, right on the airport floor. Mmm, yes, it was a-MAZ-ing! HE is amazing! What? Oh, Cheryl!" she giggled again. "You are so BAD, girl! Yeah, I got to suck his cock. And from the look on his face, I think he needs some more of my mouth-loving right about now, so I'd better hang...what? Check the refrigerator? Joe, could you be a sweetie and check waht's in the refrigeartor?"

I opened the little refrigerator in the back of the limo.

"Nothing here but 3 bottles of peach snapps," I laughed.

"Oh, Cheryl, you naughty...you ANGEL!" Angelique giggled again. She covered the mouthpiece of her cell phone. "Drop your drawers, baby, and turn around."

I knew how Angelique loves slurping icy-cold peach snapps off my ass, and I knew I was in for a real treat.

"What?" Angelique giggled again. "Pull WHAT handle?" She reached for my cock, which her giggling was rapidly causing to harden. "Oh," she giggled again. "You don't mean THAT handle?" she pouted. "But I just LOVE to pull on Joe's handle! Hmm, OK, maybe later... Oh, the handle under the seat?" Angelique reached down and fiddled with someting under the seat, and I got knocked over backward, flat on my ass, as the rear seat slid forward and opened into a huge bed.

"Gotta go now Cheryl!" my baby giggled. "Yeah, I think my Joe needs some more of my lovin' attention. And to tell you the truth, I need mnore of HIS lovin', too!"

She hung up, grinned at me, reached for the first bottle of peach snapps, and cooed, "Lie face down on the bed now baby!"

My lips silently mouthed "Thank you, Cheryl. THANK you!" as I presented my bare ass to my wickedly naughty but ever so delightful Angelique, for more love play in the back of our speeding limo.

 

[landiek]

"Cheryl?" Girl what are you doing right this second? "Ummm, I'm kinda busy right now. " With your Joe? "Yah, I'm with Joe." Are you two doing the bump and grind there? "Hmmm?" Then I giggled. "Oh, Cheryl, cut that out." don't play dumb with me Angelique.. Did you guys fuck wild and passionately? Tell me where you two did it " Huh? Yeah, right on the airport floor." Ohhhh I bet that was wild and amazing that you guys weren't arrested or something. "Mmm, yes, it was a-MAZ-ing! HE is amazing! " How thick and hard was it this time? "What? Oh, Cheryl!" I giggled again. "You are so BAD, girl!" Did he love it when your lips were sucking on his throbbing dick? "Yeah, I got to suck his cock. And from the look on his face, I think he needs some more of my mouth-loving right about now, so I'd better hang..." Did you check the fridge in the limo? "What? Check the refrigerator? " Yes, check the fridge, I left you a surprise... "Joe, could you be a sweetie and check what's in the refrigeartor?"

Joe opened the little refrigerator in the back of the limo. "Nothing here but 3 bottles of peach snapps," he laughed.

"Oh, Cheryl, you naughty..." well you left that list of what to do to Joe is you could talk him into going with you.. "you ANGEL!" I giggled again as I covered the mouthpiece of my cell phone. "Drop your drawers, baby, and turn around."

Joe knew how I loved to be slurping icy-cold peach snapps off his ass, and Joe knew he was in for a real treat.

Angelique, did you check out the seat? "What?" I giggled again. Just pull the handle.. you'll see "Pull WHAT handle?' the one on the underside of the back seat, just give it tug. I reached for his cock, which from my giggling was rapidly causing him to harden. "Oh," I giggled again. "You don't mean THAT handle?" I hope you are pulling the one on the seat like I told you too, Angelique then I pouted. "But I just LOVE to pull on Joe's handle!" You can pull on that after you pull the one I told you to, Angelique and stop playing and follow directions.. "Hmm, OK, maybe later... Oh, the handle under the seat?" Yes Geez weren't you listening to me at all, Angelique? I reached down and fiddled with someting under the seat, and Joe got knocked over backwards, flat on his ass, as the rear seat slid forward and opened into a huge bed. My eyes lite up like watching the 4th of July.

"Gotta go now Cheryl!" I giggled. Well, I know you should be giving him lots of loving attention by now.."Yeah, I think my Joe needs some more of my lovin' attention. And to tell you the truth, I need more of HIS lovin', too!" Well, I thought you might enjoy the surprise and I need you to call me with Madison's report stats by six, okay? Bye Angelique!

I hung up, grinned at him, reaching for the first bottle of peach snapps, and cooed, "Lie face down on the bed now baby!"

Joe presented his bare ass to my wickedly naughty but ever so delightful thoughts, for more love play in the back of our speeding limo.

Grabbing a moment after opening one and splashing the sweet liquid on his ass and leaning forward to lap it up. He shivered as I slid my tongue around his anus and moaned as I took long laps into the liquid pooled there. After I licked it up I slowly poked my finger into his rectal hole. Drizzling a little more snapps onto the anus. "Ummmm MMMMMM, soooo good" I moaned as I licked harder after stroking my finger in and out a few times knowing that a tiny bit went in and would numb him slightly. Yet as long as I kept licking he would enjoy every second.

For the twenty minutes that the limo took to get us to the Radisson Inn, I feasted on that icy Snapps around his ass, even using up the first bottle. Needless to say I was feeling pretty good from my sweet peachy licking and almost fell out of the limo when we reassembled our clothing to check in.

I walked over to the front desk as Joe arranged for my bag and the other bottles of Snapps to be taken to our room and the Snapps chilled in shaved Ice. The porter smiled at Joe as he nodded at the instructions.

"Looks like you got it made, Sir. That girl is a knock out." The youth remarked.

"That girl is my wife. Someone that I thank the Heavens for plus American Airlines." Joe responded.

"American, huh.. sounds like a great story." He said as he set the two suitcases on a cart.

"We met on a flight to Chicago, and I have been in flight with her ever since and I don't mean airline flights." Joe smirked as I walked over with our keys and kissed his lips.

"Telling all my sex secrets, huh?" I teased.

" Not yet." He teased as he rubbed my ass suggestively.

I moaned and pushed my ass back on his hand. "Ohhh Baby... are you gonna to spank my ass before shoveing that hard aching red cock in?"

Our porter turned rather red from our excessive sensual verbal sex. Yet he was sporting an uncomfortable hard-on himself.

Joe smirked at me and then spoke rather loudly. "I think me and my copy are going to keep a pair of hot spots very busy."

I was nearly dripping from the idea and looked at Joe very seriously. I was thrilled that he was suggesting that. "Ohhhh I want the real thing in my ass... please.. please Joe say I can have your cock shoved up my ass while Herbie buzzes my cunt... ohhh I am soo fucking horney now!"

After we reached our room I started to undress and by the time I got to my slip our porter grinned at Joe.. "DAMN YOU ARE THE LUCKIEST GUY I'VE EVER MET!!!!"

Joe slipped the boy a tip and closed and locked the door, turning to me and grinning "Now what was that you wanted, My Angel?"

 

[kittykateater]

OOC: Well, I start my new job tomorrow. Won't have nearly the free time after that, to post here like I've been doing lately. Oh, I'll still be around here from time to time, lovely ladies like Landi are a hard habit to break. But I won't be here as often, and I'll miss you all...as Dorothy said to the scarecrow, I think I'll miss you most of all. I'll miss how your erotic writing style, and how those sexy giggles on IM, always seemed to raise a tent.

KKE

 

[landiek]

(OOC.. can wait anyways... )

 

[kittykateater]

OOC: Damnit, Landi..your hot writing getting me all worked up again just before bedtime. Stuff like "are you gonna to spank my ass before shoveing that hard aching red cock in?" and "please Joe say I can have your cock shoved up my ass while Herbie buzzes my cunt... ohhh I am soo fucking horney now!" DAMNED hot!

I'll have to think about a reply that will give you and Herbie a real workout! It may take me a few days, but I'm gonna get you burnin' through at least 3 sets of batteries!

Good night, sweet sexy lady.

KKE

 

[kittykateater]

So here I was lying face down, naked, across the back seat of a limo, the seat opened up into a bed. My lusciously naked wife was kneeling on her knees over me, straddling me, pouring icy-cold peach snapps straight from the chilled bottle, down onto and into my ass. With a cock-stiffening giggle, she leaned down and began licking.

"Ummmm MMMMMM, soooo good" she moaned as she licked even harder and ever harder, while stroking her finger in and out of my butt a few times. Some icy liquid entered me along with her finger, slightly numbing my anus. She just kept licking, and I must say, I thorougjly enjoyed every second.

For the twenty minutes that the limo took to get us to the Radisson Inn, she feasted on that icy Snapps around my ass, even using up the first bottle. She was moaning as much as I was now, and she was getting slightly tipsy from the alcohol content she licked off my butt, feeling pretty good from her sweet peachy licking, and almost fell out of the limo when we reassembled our clothing to check in.

At the hotel, the porter smiled at me, commenting "Looks like you got it made, Sir. That girl is a knock out."

"That girl is my wife. Someone that I thank the Heavens for plus American Airlines." I responded.

"American, huh.. sounds like a great story." He said as he set the two suitcases on a cart.

"We met on a flight to Chicago, and I have been in flight with her ever since and I don't mean airline flights." I smirked.

"You are so SWEET, baby!" Angelique grinned, her delirium partly from having licked at my ass (which she LOVES to do) and partly from the alcohol she consumed in the process. She half-walked, half-stumbled her way over to me with our keys, and kissed my lips with a fiercely passionate hunger.

"Telling all my sex secrets, huh?" she teased, slightly slurring her words.

"Not yet." I teased back, as I rubbed her ass suggestively, dreaming of licking peach snapps off her cute, sexy ass, as she had just down with me.

She moaned and pushed her luscious round ass back on my hand. "Ohhh Baby... are you gonna to spank my ass before shoveing that hard aching red cock in?"

Our porter turned rather red from our excessive sensual verbal sex. Yet he was sporting an uncomfortable hard-on himself.

I smirked at my bride and then spoke rather loudly. "I think me and my copy are going to keep a pair of hot spots very busy."

She was nearly dripping from the idea and looked at me very seriously. "Ohhhh I want the real thing in my ass... please.. please Joe say I can have your cock shoved up my ass while Herbie buzzes my cunt... ohhh I am soo fucking horney now!"

After we reached our room, Angelique started to undress and by the time she got to her slip our porter grinned at me. "DAMN YOU ARE THE LUCKIEST GUY I'VE EVER MET!!!!"

I slipped the boy a tip and closed and locked the door, turning to my beloved and grinning "Now what was that you wanted, My Angel?" Pouring peach snapps onto her ass, then alteranting between licking the liquid off her ass and playfully spanking her. I'm not sure which was making her moan louder and longer, the gentle spankings or my swirling tongue on her peach-soaked butt.

"Oh yeah...." I switched on Herbie and slowly, impishly slipped it into her dripping snatch. "i belive this is what you asked for?" She shivered, writhed, and squirmed on the vibrator, molded from an impression of my own hard self, and she moaned even louder.

"Come here, baby," I patted the tops of my thighs. "Have a seat my dear." With Herbie, the copy of my own cock, buzzing away deep inside her pussy, she sat down hard on my legs, facing away from me. My hands gently parted her ass cheeks. She reached behind her and encirclerd my REAL cock in her hand. Together, her hand and mine guided my cock deep into her ass.

"Mmm, PER-fect!" she cooed. "Your HARD cock shoved up my ass, and an ecxact replica, molded from your cock, exploring my pussy! I think I've died and gone to heaven: the finest cock in the world in me, in two places at once!"

I shoved myself even higher up into her sweet ass, and I devilishly switched Herbie to high speed. "I love you, baby!"

"Mmmmmm!" she moaned "I love YOU, honey!"

"You just love my hard COCK!" I laughed.

"That too," she giggled. Her sexy giggles, and her determnined squirming on my lap, almost instantly stiffened my cock to rock hardness. In return, she clenched her fine ass very tight around me. Now we were both moaning loud enough to wake the dead, so I slid an exploring finger into her to massage her G-spot as Herbie buzzed himself all over her clit and inner walls.

"You are SUCH a nympho!" I laughed, kissing her mouth. "And I LOVE it! I love YOU! Promise me you'll never change, you'll never mellow down!"

"A nympho? Me?" she replied in sweet, mock innocence. Then she laughed. "What about YOU, my Energizer Bunny? You just kep going and going and going and..."

"Are you bragging or complaining?" I laughed

Angelique's only reply was to let out another barrage of her sexy giggles, followed by ever louder moans as I drove my hard thickness higher and higher up into her sweet round ass, while relentlessly turning, twisting, and pushing Herbie deep inside her hot, wet pussy.

"I think I've died and gone to heaven!" she repeated, groaning in loud delight as my real cock fucked her ass while the copy of my cock pelasured her clit and her G-spot.

"We could be in paradise like this EVERY night, baby!" I grinned, trying to delicately broach the subject again. "If you would just agree to quit your job, and sail around the world with me. I mean, we have 100 million bucks, it's not like we NEED to work ever again! So, whaddya say, honey? Shall we go see the whole world on a yacht, while we literally fuck the rest of our lives away?"

 

[kittykateater]

Bumping for Landi...