No, practice makes perfect.

Sarah smiled at him, her aching vagina still riding over his semi stiff cock, and shook her head.

“Maybe in a bit, but I didn’t get what I came here for yet.” She smiled mischievously at Jim, gyrating her hips slightly, causing his cock to stiffen again. “I want to see how much of a man you are,” Sarah stood, her ripped clothes still hanging open, exposing her chest in a raw, visceral kind of way.

“If I’m going to cheat on my husband like this, I at least want to know the man I’m sleeping with has balls.” She continued, and her mind filled with the taste of his semen on her tongue again, she was intoxicated by her new found skills orally, and the erotic taste of some other mans semen in her mouth.

“Well,” Jim stood with a devilish grin, “of your husband isn’t enough, I’m more than happy to prove I am.” He stood and discarded his pants from around his legs, and made to walk towards her, yet Sarah put up a hand.

“You know, I’ve never let my husband thrust into my mouth like you did?” She asked, as she sank onto the couch, grabbing a decorative candle holder as she did.

Jim smiled at her brazen comment, “oh? I can imagine he’s not much of a man. Such a shame.” He trailed off with a faux pitying tone. He raised an eyebrow at Sarah, wondering what she was up to.

“I want a man who can make me feel like a woman, someone I can be a total slut for.” She leaned forward on the couch and rolled, ending your with her upside down, he legs over the back of the couch, spread to reveal her married vagina for him, her ripped clothing exposing her in a lewd sort of way, and her head almost hanging over the edge, her hair messily splayed under her head and draped down the front of the couch. Internally she was nervous, she was so turned on, and she had practiced! But this was so intense emotionally. But she wanted to show off to Jim, something in her wanted to be a slut, knowing Tom would be driven crazy by it.

She shook herself mentally, she had practiced! She might as well get to show off a little! Jim was eyeing her with open list now, his Mesmerizing cock throbbing back to life at the sight of her lewd performance.

“Someone I could really be a whore for, someone I’d do this for.” She twirled the candle holder in her hand, and slid the top into her mouth, she had noticed it when she came in, it was a very long, fluted holder with a flaired base. She had that base in her hand, but the tip where a candle could go was bulbous slightly, a sphere with a hole half its size cut into it, and the edges were soft to the touch.

She opened her mouth so he could see her swirl her tongue around the head, and then lowered her head, straightening her throat. She slid her tongue past her lips, laying it on the top of the shaft in her inverted state, and slowly slid the candle stick into her mouth, inch by inch. It was about a good and a half long, and she wondered how much she could take, none of her practice had been this big, it had to be 3” across the base, so not overly thick, but still unyielding! The cold metal made her mouth water, and she nearly stopped, but the look of shock on Jim’s face made her want to show him what Tom had never seen.

As it came up against her throat, she slowed but never stopped, and with a deep breath, she swallowed and felt it pop into her throat as she pressed it in. Fighting to keep her breathing under control, she closed her eyes and focused, driving the shaft deeper and deeper. Suddenly, she felt her hand press into her lips, and her eyes fluttered open in surprise.

She breathed deeply and evenly, and realized Jim was kneeled in front of her, his raging erection right in front of her eyes. She swallowed again, determined not to gag, and felt his fingers wrap gentle around her throat, as his other hand closed around her hand holding the base. She heard him whisper “holy shit...” and as much as she needed to pull it out, she wanted to show him how much of a slut she could be, and **** herself to keep it in her throat, not moving.

His fingers caressed over the bulge her throat had become, and that tickle did it, and she choked slightly, pulling it out of her throat. It fell from her grasp as spit ran down the corners of her mouth, and he finished pulling it out for her. She breathed deeply for a minute, and then reached out, and pulled his cock towards her.

“Are you enough of a man to handle my slutty side?” She asked, her voice hoarse, “because my Husband isn’t.” She felt guilty saying that, but knew it would make Jim do it.

“Oh your a slut,” he growled back, and grabbed the base of his Dick with one hand and a handful of her hair with another. “But I can do more than handle you.” He finished, and lined up his cock with her mouth and fed her slobbery lips his penis.

Inch by inch he swept into her, and kept pressing as he hit her throat barrier, now trusting she would be able to take him. She relaxed and let him impale her throat, and felt his balls press against her nose. Her hands wandered to her needy vagina, and started to rub herself, as he slowly started to fuck get face and throat in earnest now. She felt his hands release, and then felt him finishing the job and ripping her outfit completely, leaving her completely exposed.

As his pace increased, she lost herself in the sensation of a thick cock down her throat, how wrong it felt to allow some man, who wasn’t her husband, such a privilege. The thought of Tom at home, jerking his penis to thoughts of her getting banged, he probably wouldn’t imagine what a slut she could be.

Jim didn’t hold back, and soon his heavy testicles were hammering against her face as his throbbing dick slammed into her throat over and over. He started to slap and pull her breasts, and she twinged with arousal, but held back, she loved the heightened sense being aroused gave her, and she wanted to cum with his cock in her, it didn’t feel right to cum without semen in her properly.

His pounding of her face suddenly increased in tempo, and she fought to keep her breath under control so he could finish, and finally she felt him throb, and then start spasming, his cock buried in her throat, his balls smothering her, and she blearily realized she was being smothered by his sex, his rock hard penis and large testicles were depriving her of air. Lazily without much urgency, she wondered if she would pass out, but as she did, she felt him finally relax, and pull his dick out of her throat.

“Oh fuck!” Jim exclaimed, looking down at her spit covered face, her panting heavily, her throat red from the pounding he had given it.

She slowly caught her breath, and rolled over, leaving the destroyed clothes behind, and wiped her face clean.

She felt proud of his slutty she had been, she didn’t realize she could deepthroat so much or for so long!

Smiling, she looked at him, “so about that hot tub?”