Thy Neighbor's Wife
(and Other Sins)
A Fantasy
by
Copyright 2001 © Richard O Steele. All rights reserved
Chapter 15
"Oh, baby," Julie whispered, "This is unbelievable! You're actually back up and running again already!"
"Well, I guess I could lie about it and say 'No,'" Peter grinned, "but as Groucho Marx used to say, 'Who are you going to believe, me or your own two eyes?" Peter then paused for a moment; he was being sent a message! "Is that a problem?" he queried in a soft, tender voice.
Julie was now moving Peter's taut cockskin up and down with increased vigor. Jesus! The ropy veins on his cock were so thick! "Baby, know what?" Julie was now whispering in modified baby talk. "My sweetheart is ready to jump my bones again but golly! His baby's bones are so sore!" Julie gave Peter a sad but very loving look. "I just need a rest, is all. Just a teensy little one!"
"Well, hell," Peter replied, "that's not a problem we can't solve! Is it?"
Julie's face brightened. "Actually, I was thinking about a likely solution. And I think I've got just the ticket! What if instead you just fuck my face, darling?"
Peter was mystified at first. He would often pump his hips while getting a blowjob. He guessed that it could look as if he were fucking his lover's face. Was that what Julie was suggesting? He needed some clarification. "What do you have in mind, baby?" he asked.
"Well, I've never done this before, even with Andre — heck, the idea just came to me — but if we combine the push-ups you were using to make love to me before, and my deep-throating, well, I bet you could fuck my face. For real, I mean!" Julie smiled at the excitement of the idea.
"Baby!" Peter groaned. The entire concept was now clear. But would it work? "God! Is something like that even possible?"
"We won't know until we try, will we," Julie sensibly replied. "But I'll tell you what — given the way we've been working together so far today, I wouldn't bet against us!"
The improbably buxom blonde looked with unfeigned love into Peter's eyes. "Just use real slow, smooth strokes, precious — especially at the beginning until we get a rhythm going! And remember — you'll have to give me a chance to breathe somewhere along the line!"
Julie's head was soon nestled on top of two pillows piled about a yard below the headboard. Peter had placed himself above her body so that his groin was more or less lined up with her hot, eager mouth. His trunk was positioned at about a 40-degree angle to Julie's lush torso; his toes were firmly planted in the sheets and his hands were gripping the top of the headboard. The only problem was that Peter's jutting, throbbing cock continued to hug his groin, abdomen, and chest. Was he actually too stiff to fuck Julie's face?
The impossibly buxom beauty reached up and, using both hands, pulled the massive shaft towards her eager lips. She found that if she exerted a steady force, the rock-hard dick was not locked into place at all. As it neared her mouth, Julie's long, hot tongue flicked out and began lavishly to lick her darling's pre-cum stained cockhead. Her eager hands began simultaneously to move Peter's cockskin up and down the mule-like shaft. His cockskin was so taut!
At length, Julie pulled the steel-like cock down further and began to slip the massive cockhead into her mouth. Peter aided in the effort by getting up even higher on his tip toes in order to arch his back so that his straining rod was at a more congenial angle to Julie's now wide-open mouth.
The lovers had locked eyes. Peter could see both love and desire in his baby's eyes. She was ready for anything! And so was he!
Peter gently pumped his hips downward just a bit. As a result, his bloated dickhead disappeared into Julie's mouth. Very slowly, very smoothly, he pushed on. Three strokes later, he could feel himself bumping up against the back of Julie's throat. Her eyes remained smiling, though; it was still all systems go!
Even more slowly — but still steadily — Peter ventured an even longer stroke. He could feel his cock start down Julie's throat! Yet her love-laden eyes were still urging him on. This was going to be fucking fantastic!
Three smooth thrusts later, things got a bit more complicated. Julie's eyes displayed concentration and even a little vexation. Peter could tell that his cockhead was just about to reach the gag reflex point in her throat. He almost imperceptibly raised his eyebrows. Should he stop? Julie's eyes brightened a tiny bit. Are you kidding? He should go on!
Peter was using the muscle control in his arms, legs, and trunk to calibrate his fuck strokes. He knew the next thrust was going to be critical. He pushed down, a bit slower than before, but with neither hesitancy nor pause. As his cockhead smoothly passed below the point reached by the previous plunge, Peter suddenly sensed Julie undertaking a huge gulp. He could hear a loud, wet click in her throat. She was swallowing his fucking cock! Good God Almighty!
The stunned fellow had enough sense to realize that he had passed the last barrier. He effortlessly continued plunging his swollen member down as far as it would go. A second later, the very base of Peter's shaft was flush against Julie's mouth. His pubic bone was flattening out her full red lips, in fact. Peter's lush bush of pubic hair was actually obscuring Julie's mouth and tickling her nostrils!
Peter searched Julie's eyes for instructions. They were still radiating nothing but passionate love and wild desire. Peter slowly pulled back out until only his cockhead was inside Julie's mouth. He then prepared to go all the way down again. And again. And again!
Having reached the top of his first complete fuck stroke, Peter immediately thrust his massive cock back down Julie's throat. The trip was a little smoother this time. Her gulp was a little less pronounced. She was able to take deep breaths through her nose while the massive cockhead was in her mouth at the apex of each fuck stroke. The lovers were definitely getting into a rhythm!
The sensual feelings engendered by the snug confines of Julie's throat were so thrilling! It felt much tighter than her pussy; the close quarters of her throat and esophagus were bestowing an extreme degree of erotic pressure on his sliding rod. Making love had never been like this before!
After about a dozen of so strokes, Peter and Julie were really in sync. Peter found he was able to fuck a lot faster just so long as his strokes were measured enough for Julie to predict the precise moment to gulp down his giant male meat, and then the brief window of opportunity to take deep breaths at the top of a thrust.
Peter was soon grunting with frenzied pleasure, as his fuck strokes got more and more pronounced. He knew that his sexual longevity this time was going to be severely limited. Sex like this was too exciting to believe!
As their face-fucking rhythm became more and more a matter of routine, Julie was able to concentrate less on the mechanics of gulping and more on the other ways she could pleasure her man. Her tongue wildly licked his thrusting shaft as it slipped in and out of her throat. She had begun to suck in her cheeks to maintain a tight pressure on whatever portion of Peter's cock happened to be in her mouth at any given moment. She was able to angle her head at the beginning of each thrust so her lover's cockhead would scrape against the ribbing on the top of her mouth as it prepared to slide down her throat. Finally, she found she was even able to clench her throat to increase the pressure on Peter's plunging dick.
As Peter's thrusts gained power and speed, he began to bounce against Julie's massive bosom at the base of each stroke. This gave Julie an idea. She jammed her hands into the side of each massive breast and pillowed them high above her chest This meant that Peter's thighs were in contact with her huge, soft bosom for nearly his entire fuck stroke. The feel of his thighs mashing those immense bags of tit meat increased his sexual frenzy all the more. He was now grunting very loudly.
These multidirectional stimuli were soon too much for Peter. A powerful thrill suddenly took control of his body. He may have come three times already this afternoon but this fourth orgasm was going to be extremely strong notwithstanding. He was soon shuddering uncontrollably as unimaginably violent chills and thrills cascaded up and down his body.
About thirty seconds into the cum, Peter felt an almost impossibly urgent rope of hot jism explode out of his cockhead. His cockhead was far down in Julie's throat at the time so he assumed the huge load of spunk had probably gone straight into her stomach.
Blast after blast of hot semen followed. Every fifteen seconds or so, Peter could feel his plunging shaft pulse and swell; almost immediately, another prodigious rocket of warm spunk would hurtle down Julie's throat. Peter just couldn't turn it off ... as if he wanted to! Fucking Julie's face was so exciting!
Julie got so keyed up by Peter's phenomenal eruptions of creamy male seed that she had started to shudder from a gigantic cum herself. Peter was shouting at the top of this lungs while Julie was moaning uncontrollably. The vibrations from her moans made Peter's plunging cock hum and thus made his orgasm even more thrilling. Peter's throbbing, convulsing mega-cock continued to blast long ropes of seed deep into the very center of Julie's body. The fellow's reproductive system was clearly out of control!
Finally, the three-minute cum began to subside. Just by chance every single blast of sperm had exploded while Peter's cockhead was deeply buried in Julie's throat or esophagus. There was nary a fleck of jism on her lips. Julie had truly eaten the big meal!
Peter finally withdrew his spent member from Julie's slack mouth, let go of the headboard, and scooted down the bed so he and his unthinkably buxom lover were stretched out face to face. The tit-fixated fellow was too moved even to speak; instead he slammed his mouth against Julie's widely parted lips and began a monumentally passionate French kiss. The lovers' tongues searched each other's mouths for many minutes; next, they wildly tongued each other over every inch of their faces and necks. It was clear that Peter and Julie were hopelessly in love — or at least lust — with each other.
"Precious!" Peter moaned when the elongated tongue fuck finally ended. "I never dreamed sex could be like this! Where did you come up with that idea?"
Julie laughed. "It just came to me," she said. "Thanks to you, of course! You know, my sexuality has been more or less asleep since I married Norman. Hell, it's really been asleep since that night I broke up with Andre. You've stirred it up, sweetheart. You unlocked the door, darling. I'm really awake now! Plus," she laughed, "I'm really full, too ... I can feel a huge load of cum just sloshing around in my stomach. It's so exciting!"
"I'm so glad," Peter said, as he reached over to resume fondling Julie's massive breasts.
"Hmm ... that feels so good!" Julie moaned. "Keep doing that, baby ... don't stop ... just never stop!"
For the next few minutes, the lovers simultaneously fondled their bodies and French kissed and tongued each other. Julie and Peter truly did not know when to stop!
End of Chapter 15
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