Deviant Descent: Cunnilingus Craze

The rain hammered against the windows of our luxurious penthouse suite, a fitting soundtrack to the simmering tension in the room. My wife, Lucy, lay sprawled on our king-sized bed, the silk sheets pooling around her like a dark, sensual lake. Her auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing a face sculpted by both beauty and desire. Tonight, she was particularly receptive, her body humming with anticipation, a silent invitation to explore her deepest pleasures. I had been anticipating this moment all day, savoring the anticipation, and now, finally, the time had come.

I began with "Sideways," our usual go-to when we started things hot. I lay beside her, my head resting gently on her belly, feeling the warmth radiating from her skin. The scent of her perfume, a heady blend of vanilla and musk, filled my senses. Her legs were straight and tightly together, a testament to her control, but I knew that wouldn't last long. I started with slow, deliberate kisses along her body, teasing her nipples with my tongue, drawing moans from her. My right hand, slow and deliberate, began to explore her clitoris, teasing it until it swelled and tightened, a visible sign of her escalating excitement.

As she lifted her hips slightly, a ripple of pleasure passed through her, and I reached beneath her, my left hand sliding underneath her thighs, finding purchase on the folds of her pussy. With a slow, sensual stroke, I began to caress the sensitive flesh, feeling the heat building within her. Simultaneously, I leaned down, my lips tracing the length of her torso, from her neck down to her breasts, over her stomach, and finally, to the inside of her thighs, kissing her gently before plunging my tongue into her hard, swollen clitoris. My other hand continued its rhythmic caress, pulling her further into the depths of pleasure.

The sensation was exquisite, a symphony of touch and taste that left me breathless. Her breath grew ragged, her muscles tensed, and her body arched in response to my ministrations. She whimpered softly, lost in the moment, unable to resist my fervent attention. As she approached the brink, I shifted my position, pressing my hand deeper into her pussy, feeling her body convulsing with anticipation. With a final, desperate push, she finally erupted in a wave of ecstatic release, a torrent of pleasure that washed over me. I followed suit, my fingers joining her in a frenzied dance of pleasure, until we both collapsed back onto the bed, panting and satisfied, our bodies slick with sweat.

Next, we moved on to "Stand by Me." We set up bolster pillows at the head of the bed, creating a makeshift platform for her. A thick quilt draped over the headboard provided a sense of privacy, but not enough to quell the heat that was building between us. Lucy, holding onto the quilt, faced the wall, her legs propped up on the pillows. From my position leaning against the other pillows, my head nestled between her legs, I had an unparalleled view of her incredible form. The sight of her auburn bush, so perfectly sculpted, and her juicy, pink pussy was enough to send shivers down my spine.

I teased her with my tongue, tasting her lips, feeling her body writhe in anticipation. Then, without hesitation, I grabbed her hips and began to devour her, my hands digging into her flesh, my mouth exploring every inch of her exquisite pleasure. I ate her out like there was no tomorrow, lost in the raw, primal need that surged through me. The intensity of her pleasure was contagious, pulling me deeper and deeper into the vortex of desire.

As she intensified her movements, I transitioned into doggy-style, my face buried deep within her ass. She crawled further down the cushions, her hips raised high, her pussy exposed and vulnerable. I licked her folds, my tongue tracing the contours of her body, and took a few quick trips to play with her ass, too, savoring the sensation of her sensitive flesh beneath my fingertips. The heat escalated, pushing us both closer to the edge.

Finally, we moved on to 69. With a triumphant grin, I plunged my entire tongue deep into her tight, wet, and warm pussy, feeling her body writhe with pleasure. The sensation was overwhelming, a potent combination of lust and ecstasy. My other hand continued to caress her clitoris, while my fingers explored the depths of her vagina, pushing her closer and closer to the point of no return.

The climax arrived with a thunderous roar, a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure that left us both gasping for air. We clung to each other, lost in the aftermath, our bodies trembling with satisfaction.

Finally, we decided to indulge in "Rear Window." Lucy was hesitant about this position, finding it a little embarrassing, but I knew she would eventually give in to my insistent advances. I gently bent her over the arm of the couch, pushing up her skirt and pulling down her underwear, exposing her beautiful body to my eager gaze. She felt my hand on her ass and she started to tremble. As she shifted her weight, her hips rose, revealing her wet, pink pussy, a sight that sent a jolt of pleasure through me.

I licked her folds, my tongue exploring every inch of her sensitive flesh, and then took a few quick trips to play with her ass, too, savoring the sensation of her yielding flesh beneath my fingertips. The heat intensified, and she began to struggle against my grasp, her body arching in response to my ministrations.

As she became more aroused, I intensified my efforts, pushing her further and further towards the brink of ecstasy. Finally, she let out a primal scream, a sound of pure, unbridled pleasure, and her body erupted in a wave of ecstatic release. I followed suit, my fingers dancing over her clitoris, until we both collapsed back onto the bed, panting and breathless, our bodies slick with sweat.

As I looked at her, exhausted but utterly content, I realized that this was exactly what I had been craving all along. The rain continued to fall outside, but inside our luxurious suite, we had found a sanctuary of pleasure, a place where our desires could run wild and untamed. And as I held her close, I knew that this was just the beginning of our endless exploration of each other's bodies and souls. The thought alone sent shivers of anticipation down my spine, eager to explore her further, pushing her even deeper into the depths of pleasure, one tantalizing touch at a time.

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