Texas Heat & Bikini Bliss

The oppressive South Texas heat hung heavy, a thick, humid blanket clinging to everything. It was the kind of day where the air itself felt sticky, clinging to your skin and making you sweat before you even moved. But here, amidst our sprawling five-acre property, tucked away behind high fences and lush landscaping, it was a welcome misery. Because this day was all about my wife, and she'd just sent a message that promised a delicious kind of torment. “Hurry up baby, I have a new bikini I want to show you…xoxo,” it read. The anticipation was already building, a familiar warmth spreading through my chest as I imagined the possibilities. My wife, bless her heart, wasn’t one for excessive exposure, usually opting for conservative swimwear. But a black, stringy one-piece, designed for maximum impact, was precisely what I’d been craving.

“What color is it babe?” she typed back, her playful tone hinting at the thrill to come. “It’s black dear, and a very stringy type, only covering the essentials…” My mind instantly cleared of work, of deadlines, of everything except the image of that provocative bikini. The thought of her, radiating confidence and barely there, was a potent aphrodisiac. “I’ll be home ASAP babe, just finishing up here. Why don’t you warm up for me while you wait ;)” I replied, a mischievous grin spreading across my face. “O honey, I started already, but I am outside by the pool cooling off. Warm up round is complete.”

The irony wasn't lost on me. I was wrestling with a crucial work report, a mountain of data and spreadsheets demanding my full attention, yet my mind was already miles away, lost in the intoxicating anticipation of our encounter. "Whoa, my mind is drawn only to my wife but I must finish this report before I can leave. It’s due in the morning and I gotta finish tonight. Plus if i finish tonight then I can sleep in an hour later while the team reviews the report," I muttered to myself, pushing through the mental fatigue. I paced, I checked, I double-checked, my fingers flying across the keyboard as I fought against the insistent pull of desire. Finally, at 5:30 PM, it was done. “On my way dear, see you in 25 min or so for round 2,” I texted, the words feeling oddly detached from the burning desire consuming me. “Don’t keep me waiting or I’ll go crazy!” she retorted, her playful warning adding another layer to the excitement. “You’ll definitely go crazy once I start to work on you,” I countered, savoring the anticipation. “See you soon my loving hunk of a hubby..ill be by the pool..xxx.”

The drive home felt excruciatingly slow. Each red light, each passing car, was a painful reminder of the time slipping away, the pleasure delayed. Pulling up to the driveway, I practically sprinted towards the pool, eager to lose myself in the heat and her presence. As I approached, I saw her lounging on her belly, basking in the sun and playfully splashing water with her toes. Her body, tanned and toned, was a testament to her dedication to fitness and her obvious enjoyment of life. And then I saw it – the black, stringy bikini, clinging to her curves like a second skin, its sheer fabric hinting at the delights beneath. It was even more alluring than I’d imagined, a perfect blend of audacity and restraint.

“You like my new bikini dear? I got it for wearing just at home. I hoped you would like it,” she sent, a knowing smile playing on her lips. The privacy of our backyard was a significant factor, allowing us to indulge in our desires without the prying eyes of neighbors or the discomfort of feeling exposed. As I approached, she shifted slightly, her body turning to face me, her gaze locking onto mine. Her expression was a mixture of challenge and invitation, a silent promise of the pleasure to come. “I love it so far, it sure is a great piece for your curvy fit body, especially that spankable ass!” I exclaimed, letting my admiration be known. “Hey cowboy, I was hoping you would say that. Now come here near the ledge so I can taste that juicy cock of yours. After all, you’ve been working so hard and I think you deserve a reward…”

As she turned over, her body was a vision of barely-there beauty. Her areola and eraser nipples were exposed, the delicate skin glistening in the sunlight. The black bikini barely contained her assets, promising a thrilling experience as they would inevitably show through any clothing. "You like my new bikini dear? I got it for wearing just at home. I hoped you would like it,” she repeated, her voice laced with playful anticipation. “You’re right about one thing, darling, it is perfect for what you enjoy,” I replied, my heart pounding in my chest. As she moved closer, I noticed the meticulous care she had taken in her preparation, the way she’d meticulously arranged her body, eager to please. The scent of her sun-kissed skin filled my senses, a heady mix of warmth and desire.

“Here is my rod of pleasure, my love meat,” she whispered, her voice husky with anticipation. As she moved to remove my tie and belt, her fingers traced the contours of my body, sending shivers down my spine. The tension built, the air crackling with unspoken desires. The tie came undone, the belt unbuckled, and I felt the cool air rush over my skin as my pants fell away. Her hand found my cock, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through my veins. "Your cock is so delicious, I wanna eat it," she murmured, her breath hot against my skin. “Ok, you can have a little,” I replied, surrendering to the inevitable.

But she didn't just take a little. With a swift movement, she pulled down my underwear, exposing my erect member. It rose, hard and throbbing, responding instantly to her touch. She held my gaze, her eyes filled with a predatory hunger. Then, she began to lick, starting at the base of my shaft and slowly ascending, her tongue tracing every inch of my flesh. The rhythmic motion was both gentle and insistent, a captivating blend of tenderness and dominance. As she licked, she held my gaze, her eyes never leaving mine. This was more than just a physical act; it was a conversation, a silent exchange of desires and fantasies. Her moans grew louder, her body vibrating with pleasure, and I found myself completely lost in the moment.

She continued her assault, her tongue relentlessly exploring every inch of my body. The sensation was overwhelming, both intense and exquisite. Her grip tightened, her touch becoming more forceful, driving me deeper into a state of ecstasy. She pulled my cock to the tip, extending it fully, then drew it back, allowing me to experience the full force of her pleasure. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her body arching in response to each thrust. As she licked, she held my gaze, her eyes never leaving mine. She held my gaze and the pressure she's sucking with is so intense and her sexy talking is so hot that I can’t resist any longer “o, honey her it comes you sexy princess, stick out your tongue, open wide and press your tits together for daddy!!” Her tongue came out so far as if she doesn’t want to miss a single drop.

As she sucked, her hand found her freshly waxed flower and love mound. I massaged both, circling soft and then hard around her flower, then circling around her love mound. As I massage her, her strength of sucking and overall performance increases beyond what I thought possible! I slide In a couple fingers into her now soaking wet love mound and Her sucking is hiccuped by her super sexy moans. I immediately slide my fingers into her flower of passion, while driving her ‘crazy’ as I promised. She begs me “baby, I want you to come all over my face! Hurry, spray me all over so I can feel the warmth of your love juice, your manly syrup..oo your fingers in my ass feel amazing, finger my ass, harder baby!!!” The pressure she’s sucking with is so intense and her sexy talking is so hot that I can’t resist any longer “o, honey her it comes you sexy princess, stick out your tongue, open wide and press your tits together for daddy!!” Her tongue comes out so far as if she doesn’t want to miss a single drop.

I squirt the first shot straight in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She’s battling the urge to suck down and swallow the rest but she resists and my second rope hits the top of her forehead, while the trailing end landing just below her nose. I keep squeezing as she’s moaning and the third rope goes onto her tits, followed by the last couple attempts. She sucks whatever juice is left from my tip and grabs my cock and brushes up my goo from her face, scooping it into her mouth. Amazing! She’s does this again for the rest on her tits, and this is enough to drive me nuts and I come in her mouth again, while she is sucking off what she scooped up. This startled her and I didn’t tell her I was about to, but this thrilled her all the more, because she wasn’t expecting it. She sucked me all the way to the base of my cock, just in case there would be a delayed drop or two. Ugh, I’m satisfied like never before and I lay back, she continues sucking just for the fun of it. My erection is gone but she keeps sucking and occasionally stopping to smile and laugh. I love my wife so much. I’m spent, she got what she asked for and it’s time for dinner.

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