Forbidden Flights & Lingering Touch (L)

13 hours ago

“So how long will you be at that conference, Ken?” my darling wife asks as I prepare to depart for the airport.

“Well, if all goes well, only four days this time.”

“I’ll be glad when this travel season for your company is over. I hate these separations, honey. It gets so lonely and quiet around here.”

“I know; I’m sorry, babe. I will think about you a lot. I always do,” I assure her.

“Yep, you’re in my heart, my kindred and love.”

“Maybe we can partake in some hot phone sex tonight?”

Her eyes brighten. “Mmmm, I’d love that. I love the challenge of getting you off on the phone.”

“I know! You are most gifted in that department, Kay. As I’ve always said, you are blessed with exceptional oral presentation skills.” I give her a wink with the compliment.

“Ah, thank you. As they say, it’s always better to give than to receive.” Kay chuckles. “So I guess you gotta go catch that plane, huh?”

“Yep, traffic this time of day will be backing up more by the minute.”

Joined by our souls, spirits, and bodies in holy matrimony by the Lord above and sad at our imminent separation, we warmly embrace and kiss. I step back and we gently stroke each other’s cheeks while gazing deeply into one another’s eyes. Then we hug again, even tighter this time. Our two souls meld, to honor and cherish one another, to have and to hold.

“Oh! Real fast…” Kay breaks away from me and heads out of the front hall. “Wait, one quick second. I forgot to give you something for your trip. Be right back, sweetheart. Hold on.”

Ooooh, a little gift for the trip. I smile, wondering what she has for me. I hope she doesn’t take too long, I really need to hit the road soon.

“Hold on, K; hold on. I’m coming.” Kay’s voice grows fainter before she heads back toward me. “I’m coming, love. You like when I say I’m coming, don’t you, husband? You dirty boy.”

Turning the corner and proudly strolling into the living room, Kay greets me with her best cockney dialect. “Well, hello, Govenanah. How’s it going, lad?”

My blushing bride is not blushing. Instead, she stands stark naked before me in all her feminine glory. Her beautiful breasts, on full display, bounce as she subtly struts towards me. In that split second, I hear George Harrison’s “Something In The Way She Moves” playing in my head.

Now, what is she up to? I’ve got a plane to catch. What the… What is that little item in her hand? Is that my crystal decanter? She knows that’s where I keep my personal stash of hard candy. What is she doing?

“Surprise, K! Two things for my hot world traveler to remember me by before you leave me for the next 96 hours. First…”

Much to my surprise, Kay drops to her knees as I’m standing with my back to our front door. She unzips my fly with her teeth, peels down my black boxers, and pulls out a rapidly growing cock. What’s gotten into her today? Whatever it is, I’m not complaining, but I might soon be in jeopardy of missing this upcoming flight.

“Mmmmmm, I couldn’t let you leave, my beloved, without also saying goodbye and kissing the second most important man in my life. My dear special friend. Mr. Happy looks very pleased to see me, doesn’t he?”

And with that, my dear Kay starts licking the entire length of my shaft with the tip of her hot tongue while cupping my tender hairless balls in the palm of her little hand.

“You taste sooooo manly and salty, Ken. Mmmmmmmm. I know you have to go soon, so I will be quick. Ohhhhhhhhh, look how quickly Mr. Happy came to attention. Mmmmmmm, I love him. I really do. At ease—as you were, soldier.”

Kay rapidly picks up the pace, and I feel my member throbbing in her mouth as she devours me—sliding my manhood down her throat, pressing her nose into my pubes. Expertly, she holds me in place with her mouth and teeth while her nails dig into the cheeks of my ass. She brings me ever closer to the edge. This feels wonderful.

Looking me square in the eye with that confident air of raw, feminine sexuality, Kay slowly withdraws—creating a loud smacking sound that resembles the sound of a hot woman sensuously enjoying a lollipop.

Without warning, Kay spits right onto my cock, a full wet load. Her saliva drips from her mouth in strands. Wow, that’s something new… and I like it. Didn’t see that coming.

Up and down she goes, impaling her throat on me while increasing the pace. She is not bobbing for apples—she is bobbing for cock, my cock.

“Mmmmmmm, what is that, my love? Mmmmmm. I love the sweet taste of your pre-cum. I can tell you are getting close. Mmmmmmmmmmm, you feel so good down my throat, Ken. I can’t get enough of this nice, juicy tube steak. Oooooooooh.”

After a few more minutes of this bliss, she lets me plop out of her mouth and starts rapidly pumping me with both hands. She spits onto my cock again to make a nice slimy mess, then delicately takes my balls into her hot little mouth. As she sucks gently and swishes them around in her mouth like a giant pair of marbles, I hear contented little moans escaping her mouth.

I know with her pumping my dick and sucking my balls, I won’t last long. Damn, girl!

Next, she slowly drools her saliva onto my throbbing penis. Primal, very primal. We both watch in awe as it coats me. I’m about to blow…

Without warning, our doorbell rings. What the hell? Not right now, not when I’m about to blow my load down my wife’s throat!

Through muffled moans, I drain my balls twice into my wife’s mouth and down her throat. Did she just gag? That never happens. Kay swallowed all she could this time, nearly every last drop of my hot spew.

Then she starts speaking gibberish. I can’t understand a word of it, but I know that the person on the other side of the door can.

“Issay, airwhay avhay ooyay enbay? Eerway almostway unday eerhay.”

Translation: “Sis, Where have you been? we’re almost done here.”

The conversation continues in the special code:

“Sorry, Kay, I got stuck in traffic. Are you with Ken right now?”

“What do you think, Sis?”

“Are you naked?”

“Of course.”

“I can’t wait to see the look on his face.”

“Me either. Okay, hold on. I will be right out. He tastes so good.”