Chapter 5: Confessions

The next few days my thoughts of them possessed my mind at work. I could think of little else.

A couple of nights later we were at the gym and it started out much the same. We worked out and then she simply waved with a smile and left with Phil again.

Thoughts of them flooded my mind until she got home.

When she got home again late, I was on the sofa thumbing through a magazine and listing to Enigma on the sound system. She came in, and quickly sat straddling me, lightly pinning my arms beside my thighs with her legs, and then laid a big wet kiss on me. She had had more than 'one too many', and again she tasted like sex.

She slowly ground her pussy against my groin. "You didn't get bored tonight did you? Did you have plenty to think about?" She asked. Pecking kisses on my forehead and smiling. She closed her eyes and licked my lips coating them with his musty smell, and then kissed me passionately wrapping her arms around my neck.

She pulled back keeping her smile and looked me dead in the eye. "Did you miss me?" She said, as though we were the closest of lovers and she had been out shopping.

She wrapped her fingers into the hair on the back of my head, and pulled it back, exposing my neck as she began to nibble and lick all over it. Then she gave me another moist deep kiss. His sex was again all over my lips, neck and cheeks and I could feel myself trying to get my breath.

She nibbled on my earlobe and whispered into my ear. "My kisses turn you on, don't they Tom?" Her warm breath and words rushed through me. I felt deliciously ensnared, pinned under her body, her words, and this blatant awakening.

Her kisses did turn me on, beyond what she could have been imagining. I sat there looking up at her, wanting her to kiss me again. "Tell me you like my kisses." She prodded.

"I do! I love your kisses." I admitted, and when I did, she laid a deep French kiss on me again licking all into my mouth and all over my lips. The taste and smell was strong male. I had to catch my breath I was so turned on.

What was she doing to me?

She kissed me deeply again. Her words had pushed me over the edge and I began falling deeply, head over heels into it, savoring what taste I could find and thinking that my wife had been out sucking another cock that night. I realized that I was hungrily kissing her deeper and licking her lips trying to taste more.

"Tell me you can taste it," she said, "and tell me to kiss you again."

My cock was aching for release under her and my head was spinning as she toyed with me. I licked her all over like an insane man, not wanting to stop to answer, not wanting to give these erotic kisses up. Tonight she was blatantly bringing me face to face with her indiscretion. I was no longer trying to get her to play my game. She had forced me to play hers, and she was playing me like a violin.

"Ohhhh yea you like it alright. You can taste it and you like it." She leaned back, her eyes looking at my lips. "Yesssssss! You taste him. Don't you?" She purred at me. "We both love it, don't we?"

She slowly rolled off of me lying back on the arm of the sofa. Sensuously lifting her skirt and sliding her hand up between her legs, she began to toy with her pussy. She slowly spread her legs for me, revealing her soaked panties.

She pulled her panties to the side so I could see her lips, tugging on them.

"I am soooooo horny! She said. "Phil is such a sexy man. Look how wet he made my pussy tonight!" My heart was pounding out of my chest, trying to grasp her words. She pulled her damp panties down her legs, over her ankles and tossed them lovingly into my face. Spreading her legs more and revealing her trim pussy completely, her lips separating for attention. "See?"

I nodded my head, more in disbelief at her words than anything. The alcohol was helping her hit me point blank with the facts that she had been playing with Phil and how wet he had made her pussy.

Her pussy was dripping wet. "Would you like to taste it?" She slid one finger inside. "She needs so much attention and she's not been getting enough. I haven't let him fuck her yet you know."

It was like a knife.

She had not ever been this self-assured before, never been this nasty, but I loved it.

"He is dying to fuck me, but I've just enjoyed teasing him, so far. I love getting him so turned on. I think one night he may just take me and rape me or make me fuck him." She smiled devilishly trying to push me to the edge.

"He just doesn't know how ripe I am for fucking! Does he"? She said.

I was paralyzed! I couldn't say a word. I just listened as I looked down at her laying back against the sofa arm, her legs spread and teasing me to taste her pussy that someone else had made dripping wet. A rush flashed through me. I was so turned on I could hardly contain myself.

"Now get down here on the floor on your knees and lick her like a good husband."

I obeyed her and got down on my hands and knees on the floor between her legs and looked into her eyes.

"Now be a good boy and lick my pussy." I looked down her fingers holding the lips apart for me.

"We have a new rule." She said.

A chill went through me. I loved the way she said that. I looked up at her excited to hear what it might be.

"From now on whatever my pussy wants, I let her do. Do you like that attitude?" She asked. "And whatever my pussy wants you to do, you do!"

"OK!" I agreed. "That sounds very sexy." I looked at her large sexy pussy and wanted to please it, whatever it wanted. I wanted to her to please it. "I'll do what ever turns your pussy on!" I said.

I was a man in trouble. I wanted to show her how much I loved her like this. I wanted to please her and to reinforce her being in control like this. I loved that another man and his cock had turned her on and gotten her so slick and that she had brought her juices home for me to lick up.

I lowered my head and touched my lips to her abdomen and kissed my way down and found the top of her lips under her light bush. She scooted forward so that her pussy was right to the edge of the sofa, then she settled back into the pillows as I inhaled the wonderful smell of womanhood. I touched my lips to her folds and felt that wonderful 'first slickness' on the tip of my tongue. Then my tongue reached out and lightly flicked her lips apart, separating them, feeling the additional inter slickness inside.

I went in deeper and felt a flood of her cream that he had stimulated. She was soaking. I licked her pussy, as I never have. I buried my face in it, trying to lick as deeply as I could, wanting to taste all of her. Lust was overtaking me and I could feel my ears going flush then my entire head and body. I had always been a man that loved licking pussy, but her new mind-set was lifting the experience to some altered state.

Karin had begun this for whatever reason, but now she was enjoying it. She was stretching back on the sofa grabbing the back and armrest as her pussy wiped itself all over my face. The chants and dream music of Enigma was flowing in the background. That type of erotic music can almost put you in another mental world by itself, but especially during the depths of good sex

"Ohhhhhh, I think you like this." She said in heat. "You like tasting his cock on my kisses." My eyes never opened I just kept tasting and lightly licking her clit, making love to her with my mouth, and showing her my appreciation for her being so erotic with me.

"Do you like my pussy being turned on by another man?" She asked between breaths. I looked up and our eyes met again.

"He does turn my pussy on you know." She said reading my mind. "He hasn't fucked her yet, but I have been sucking his cock for her!" She said, talking as though her pussy were telling her what to do. She looked at me waiting for a responds. "She likes it when I suck his cock, can't you tell? That's why you've been enjoying my kisses so much lately. Isn't it?"

I nodded, lightly pecking kisses over her bush.

"Good boy, you did always say you wanted another man to make love to me. Didn't you?"

I'm sure my blank gaze told her my state of mind. I loved her talking to me like this, making me face the fact that I loved her being turned on by another man. And making me admit to her that I loved the taste of his cock on her lips.

"I love this!" She said. "I can't believe I never took you up on it years ago. I get to let a sexy guy take me out and try to win my affection. I get to tease him all night then suck his cock. After he has gotten my pussy nice and turned on and all slick, I bring it home to you, lay back and then tease you while you lick it and show me how grateful you are. And there you are, down there licking her like a hungry puppy until she cums all over your face". I licked her, tugging at the pedals of her pussy and licking her clit as though her pussy was a queen.

"You like licking my pussy after he has turned it on and gotten it wet, don't you."

I licked her deeply. "I do. I love it!" I said." My face was slick and wet now too. I loved the wet fleshy feel of her pussy against my mouth and cheeks.

"I know you do, and I'm going to make you love it more." She said. "Before I'm through you are going to be addicted to it." I like thinking of you at home watching TV while I'm out sucking a nice big cock.

She lay back silent as I continued licking and enjoying her. Then she slowly began gyrating against me again. "I love it tooooooo. Ohhhh I do love this tooooooo!" She said, her eyes still closed and me licking away at her pussy.

Then came the familiar feel of her pussy as it became more engorged. I knew it was telling me that she was getting closer. I began to concentrate on licking her clit in rhythmic strokes like a pet licking honey out of your palm. I felt it move, beginning to slowly pulse under my tongue and I met each one with a comforting lick, helping them build. Soon her pussy and I were slow dancing with each other, building and reaching for each other until her love canal began to contracting against my lips and chin. I licked and teased slowly bringing her to that point of no return. Her climax swelled as her pussy made love to my face, and then exploded as her rotating hips spread her juices over my lips and chin.

It was wonderful and seemed to last forever.

Then as she slowly subsided, she relaxed as I continued licking her new juices. Then she looked down at me and put her hands behind my neck and pulled me to her, licking her own juices off my lips.