The Vice President

She rolled me over so that she was on top now, pinned my arms back, straddled my leg so her pussy was rubbing against it, kissed me long and deep while she fucked my leg until she came. Her hot cum on my leg was a whole new experience that I really liked because it felt so good, having her cum on me. I told her that I would be very happy to make her pussy happy and she told me something that really set the bells to ringing in my head. She told me, not yet honey, I just want to lay here on top of you so I can feel like your body is part of mine and feel every inch of you pressed into my body. I told her that’s how she made me feel too and she gave me another kiss that made my toes curl. We lay there, kissing and feeling each other up like a pair of love sick teenagers for about an hour and I don’t think I had ever been happier. Then she said to me, “Little cunt, it’s time to put your hot tongue to work, my pussy needs you so bad it’s crying”, so I got between her legs, inhaled the sexiest aroma in the world and buried my face in her pussy. I was determined to hear her beg me for a change, so I did everything I could think of doing with my mouth and tongue to her pussy, not letting her cum until she started begging me like a little cunt, in other words, like me. I had her screaming at me to fuck her and suck her and when she started whimpering, I stuck my tongue so far down her pussy, I licked her tonsils, making her fill my mouth with the elixir of the fuck gods. I couldn’t believe her pussy juice tasted so good, so I made her cum in my mouth eight more times. When I came up for air, she couldn’t even talk, was gasping for air, and looking like a limp dishrag.

When she was finally able to talk, she said, “Come here you little cunt, you know you could have killed me” and kissed me so hard I thought she bruised my poor lips. She had a tight hold on me asked where the hell I learned to do that and I told her that I wanted to make her beg while making her pussy the happiest it’s ever been and I just did everything I could think of. She kissed me again telling me I was a miracle, a fucking miracle and that she was falling in love with me. I kissed her back, told her I was falling in love with her too and I started to cry. She knew exactly why I was crying, so she rocked me in her arms and told me we will figure something out with my husband. I told her that I still loved him, but just not like I loved her and I wouldn’t hurt him for the world. She told me again that we will work it out, then we took a shower and she washed me with her hands like I was baby, constantly kissing me very passionately and I was mentally back to where I wanted to fuck her brains out. She got on her knees, just before she kissed my pussy; she looked into my eyes, told me she loved me and sank her hot tongue into my hotter cunt. My knees started shaking, I thought my head was going to burst and I came like a freight train roaring down the tracks and slid down the shower wall in a state of euphoria. I finally was able to stand, Joan sat on the commode to dry me off and while drying me off, made me bend over and she licked my pussy and ass in one motion, like I was a giant lollipop.

We went upstairs to bed, she wrapped her arms around me, put her leg over me and when I woke the next morning, we were still in the same position. I slipped out of bed, threw a robe on, woke the kids, fed them and got them on the school bus. When I got back in the house Joan was up, making coffee, naked as a jaybird. She asked me how I slept, isn’t she going to get a kiss and I ran to her, telling her I was so sorry for not kissing her first. We kissed, she told me to get rid of the robe, I took it off, she pulled me into her arms, put her leg between mine so her thigh was pressing into my pussy, our tits were pressing together and she kissed me with all the passion there was in the world. My pussy flooded, I was gasping for air, she told me she loved me more then life itself and then told me she wanted breakfast, so get on the table. I thought she was kidding, but she pulled me to the table, actually lifted me onto it, pulled a chair up and made a pussy breakfast for herself. I really enjoyed being on the breakfast menu, she made me cum five times and from the time she kissed me good morning until I came for the last time, I don’t think I could have told you my name. This lady made me so hot, no, so fucking hot, I would lose my mind for a while and all I wanted to feel was her touch on any part of my body. She picked me up off the table, cradled me in her arms, told me that I drove her right out of her fucking mind and would I marry her. I didn’t even think about the answer, I blurted out yes so fast, it almost sounded like a hiss. She put me down, kissed me with a tongue down my throat kiss, slapped me on the ass, and told me I had better not put any weight on and that she was hungry.

It was very apparent that I was the wife in this relationship; a role I relished and I made us breakfast. We cleaned up together, although Joan’s idea of helping was biting me on the ass, sucking on my tits, kissing me and my pussy and truth be known, I loved it. We went into the living room, Joan sat on the couch with her legs extended so she took up most of the room and pulled me onto her lap. I told her I wasn’t just your everyday cunt and she was taking a lot for granted, she put her hand on my face and very seriously told me that she never take me for granted, ever. She was holding my tits, kissing my neck and she told me that she had been looking for me her whole life and now that she found me, nothing on heaven or earth was going to keep us apart and she would love me to the day she died. Being a little pussy, I started to cry, she kissed the tears away, telling me this was a happy time and that she needed to touch me so bad it made her ache. She started running her hands all over my body, my whole body got hot, fucking hot and then she put her finger on the magic spot. She started rubbing my clit, I lapsed into my lust induced coma, letting her do anything she wanted to me and my pussy was breathing fire five times before she took her finger off my clit. Her belly, cunt and part of the couch were covered in my pussy juice and I was the happiest little cunt in the world. We made love in every room in the house so that we had christened every room with hot sweet pussy juice. I told her she was going to fuck me to death and she laughed and evil laugh.

The kids came home from school, they played outside until dinnertime, we helped them with their homework, they watched TV for a while and then they went to bed. As soon as they were in bed, Joan undressed me, but me on the dining room table and proceeded to lick my pussy like it was an ice cream cone, telling me how delicious I was every once in a while. She had my poor pussy in a frenzy in no time I was moaning her name over and over, I felt the thunderclouds roll into my pussy, Joan clamped her hand over my mouth and I came like a rocket ship being launched. I really do cum a lot because the whole area on the tabletop around me was swimming in my cunt juice. Joan told me I was so fucking yummy she was going to put me in the food closet when she wasn’t eating me. I wanted to eat her while she was on the table too and she made me beg her to let me eat her. Of course this only made me want her pussy even more and when she finally on the table I teased her pussy for at least a half hour before I finally let her cum in my mouth. I was now trying for a new personal best so I made her cum in my mouth nine times. We took a shower, something we seemed to be doing a lot of, washed each other and made out like two kids, a feeling I loved and couldn’t get my husband to do. When I told Joan how much I loved making out with her, she promised we would do it every day. We went to bed, a bomb could have gone off under me and I don’t think it would have heard it. I woke the next morning with Joan draped over me and I really resented having to leave her, but the kids came first.

I got the kids off to school, came back in the house, Joan was sitting at the table, so I took my housecoat off and climbed on the table, I loved being breakfast. She was going to get even for last night and I saw stars, heard bells and finally passed out because the bitch made me cum twelve times before I blanked out. When I rejoined the land of the living, the table was floating in my cum and Joan was smearing it on my tits, and then licking it off. I told her she was a perverted bitch, she laughed and said she must be, look how much she loved making me cum like a water main turned loose. I got up to take another shower, Joan said, “Not yet woman, eat first” like a cave man, I said fine but I want a ring. Joan smiled a very lascivious smile at me and said, “Of course you do my little cunt of course you do”. I asked her if she had to call me that and she told me that to her, it was a hellva lot more meaningful then calling me honey or some other name, so that now if somebody says the word cunt, I automatically reply. She told me that after breakfast we were going shopping so pretty myself up for her and it hit me. I asked her if she knew from the beginning that I had the hots for her and she said judging by the way I looked at her and acted, she was ready to bet her reputation on it. I asked what we were shopping for and she laughed that evil laugh and said I’ll see.