We lovingly embrace

When she did arrive home, Kayla greeted me warmly, squeezing my body into her arms. She kissed me deeply. My wife, whom I loved, whom I had had to pretend wasn't my wife for what seemed like a stretching eternity. Finally, we kissed. Our tongues became like two leaches battling to suck the blood from one another. My hands roamed her body, snaked their way under the robe. She was still wearing it, two hours later, and still with nothing underneath. I slid my hands along her back, fingertips weaving along her spine, they slid their way along her hips where she jutted outwardly, I slid them back and cupped her ass in the palms of my hands. I gripped it. I gently rolled her ass cheeks in circles parting them slightly. My hands returned to her back, her neck, the back of her head as I drank in her kisses. Her mouth tasted strange but mildly minty.

She grabbed my hand and brought it down to her pussy. Her clit was slippery wet, and as I brushed by fingers over it, she shivered as though struck with a sudden jolt of electricity. She squirmed under my ministrations for another few moments kissing me. In that time, thumbs hooked under my ear lobes and she yanked me away from her kisses and down to my knees.

"Oh baby, you were so good. You fooled everybody."

I nodded up at her as she pushed me, scooting and scuffing against the rough carpet backward on my knees, toward the couch.

"They bought every word you said. Mat thinks Glenn really likes you."

She positioned me so my back was extended backward, and my shoulders pressed against the base of the couch. She pushed my neck back so it rested on the couch.

"Mat?" I asked.

She put a finger to my lips. She lifted her foot above me and wheeled her knee around onto the couch by my other ear. She lifted her other knee up and straddled my face, lowering her clit onto my tongue, which I spontaneously offered.

"I went back over to get our clothes. The funny thing is, we got to talking over a couple of cups of coffee, and I forgot the clothes over there anyway. I felt so comfortable I just drove away in the robe. But I now I feel all horny, all over again."

"Again?" I hummed into her clit, sounding like "Mmhmm?"

Kayla always enjoyed when I hummed on her clit so her body gave a shiver when I did this. She relaxed her muscles a little and plopped her vaginal opening right over my mouth in doing so. My tongue slid inside her and she ground against me. The taste was unrecognizeable. There was sweat, a hint of chlorine in there, and I thought I might have detected a taste similar to but different from Glenn's. This sent my mind ping-ponging wildly, but my body continued to do what it knew how to do: lick.

"I got very horny last night," she continued after a moan, gripping the back of the sofa as she rode her clit and pussy along my face. "I touched Mat's hard cock, just a little." This sent my cock spasming. "On the dance floor I felt it against me once or twice, and it felt big. When we got in the hot tub, I saw it. I was so drunk, I didn't really know what I was doing, but I put my hand around it. I gripped his cock in my hand and I stroked it just a little, just to feel how big it was. It felt even bigger than it looked." She moaned again, I started to feel jealousy and shame boil up inside me, and my body kept hardening and licking.

"Then" she slumped her pussy on my face a little more heavily "Mat played with my tits a little. He squeezed them together, and he pinched my tipples a few times. Twisted them." I moaned a little into her sloppily wet pussy, my whole face glistening with her.

She huffed some moans out as I gave a few sharp kisses to her clit. "I was horny that I just kind of let him play with my tits. Then went for my pussy. He slid it down over my clit and inside me. He fingered me a little and I didn't stop him. I was too caught up in the moment." She seemed more caught up in reliving the moment than in confessing it as she now writhed on my tongue.