The first time I licked my wife clean was only a few days after I learned of her affair. It was a period of turmoil when I was not sure how long she would continue to live with me. She had come back from her lover's villa and we were in bed together and my head was all over the place. Aroused by the thought she was fresh back from a black lover, uncertain how things were going to pan out. I had heard of 'eating creampies' and found myself wondering if I would ever have another chance to try such an experience if I did not just do it there and then.
My wife was relaxed, slightly horny, but quiet satisfied with herself.
While I tossed and turned and wondered. It was almost a compulsive urge to try it at least once.
So turned and cuddled before slowly sucking on her nipples getting her aroused. When I slipped between her legs she had not been expecting me to dip my head lower. She loved being licked, it her first and favourite kind of sex.
When I did start kissing my way down, she protested. Said ‘not that, that she was not clean, that it was not the night for that.’ She even tried to push me head away, which was so unlike her. But I knew how she would react once my tongue was in place and licking so persisted.
When my tongue found her, her hands just locked in my hair, She was still saying, but not pushing me away. When my tongue got busy her thighs came up and locked around my head and her hands were now pulling me in.
I licked, she moaned her way to an orgasm.
When I had brought her to orgasm she raised herself and just looked at me with wondrous wide eyes and said ‘I can’t believe you just did that..’
A few weeks later she came home around 2am in the morning. I woke from my sleep to find her rubbing her wet pussy over my chest. When she saw I was awake she rose up kneeling on either side of my head, reached down to grasp my head and said…’Ok, if this is really what you want here you are’ and drew my head up between her legs.
For me it was never about humiliation, it was never about black superiority¸ and I am both amused and bemused by those who present it that way, and I can understand their perspective.
For me it was all about giving my wife pleasure. Making her moan and groan her way to orgasm. She may have just come from another man’s bed, but she was in my bed now and it was me making love to her and giving her excitement.
After 14 years of marriage our sex life was ‘mundane.’ In Africa it went back to 3 or 4 nights a week, and my thanks to those African men who did not take ‘no’ for an answer when they wanted kinky sex with a beautiful white woman…J
My wife was relaxed, slightly horny, but quiet satisfied with herself.
While I tossed and turned and wondered. It was almost a compulsive urge to try it at least once.
So turned and cuddled before slowly sucking on her nipples getting her aroused. When I slipped between her legs she had not been expecting me to dip my head lower. She loved being licked, it her first and favourite kind of sex.
When I did start kissing my way down, she protested. Said ‘not that, that she was not clean, that it was not the night for that.’ She even tried to push me head away, which was so unlike her. But I knew how she would react once my tongue was in place and licking so persisted.
When my tongue found her, her hands just locked in my hair, She was still saying, but not pushing me away. When my tongue got busy her thighs came up and locked around my head and her hands were now pulling me in.
I licked, she moaned her way to an orgasm.
When I had brought her to orgasm she raised herself and just looked at me with wondrous wide eyes and said ‘I can’t believe you just did that..’
A few weeks later she came home around 2am in the morning. I woke from my sleep to find her rubbing her wet pussy over my chest. When she saw I was awake she rose up kneeling on either side of my head, reached down to grasp my head and said…’Ok, if this is really what you want here you are’ and drew my head up between her legs.
For me it was never about humiliation, it was never about black superiority¸ and I am both amused and bemused by those who present it that way, and I can understand their perspective.
For me it was all about giving my wife pleasure. Making her moan and groan her way to orgasm. She may have just come from another man’s bed, but she was in my bed now and it was me making love to her and giving her excitement.
After 14 years of marriage our sex life was ‘mundane.’ In Africa it went back to 3 or 4 nights a week, and my thanks to those African men who did not take ‘no’ for an answer when they wanted kinky sex with a beautiful white woman…J
