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 MF Romantic - 15,000 words

   This story was written a few years ago on a challenge - erotic story
with no penetration - which I translated as all oral.  So if you are
looking for hard-driving balls-to-the...action - or even softcore
missionarying lovemaking - sorry wrong story.  Thoughts, comments,
criticisms, whatever ~~ shadesofextasy@hotmail.com



   "Well, it's simple, if you really think about it.  You just roll it back
and forth like so on the tip of your tongue," Kelly was saying.  Realizing
she had Joseph's undivided attention, she added, "Close your eyes, fully
experience the unique sensations and savor them!"

   This was one of the very first conversations Kelly had with her husband.
And even though she thought he was strikingly attractive from the moment
she'd met him, a `real panty-melter' as one of her girlfriends would
gigglingly confide later, in truth she was not flirting with him.  She was
just doing her job.  As a freelance journalist for some high-end gourmet
magazines and a self-admitted `foodie', she was required to interview
various people in the industry, mostly from vineries, whether they were
family-owned or sprawling corporate near-factories, but also occasionally
people in bars or restaurants.  Joseph was the owner of a chic bistro in
one of the posh suburbs outside of Blue Bay and she found herself by pure
coincidence interviewing three various employees, including the owner
himself, within a manner of six weeks.  By the end of the third meeting
they were beyond simply complimenting each other on their outfits and were
engaged in strikingly stimulating banter.  The next five visits were hardly
coincidental at all, the fifth resulting not only in an award winning
article but a headlong crashing into impassioned love.  It wasn't many more
visits after that they were married.

   Because their mutual love of wine had brought them together, the amorous
couple had thought it appropriate that they honeymoon in Northern
California's prime wine country, Napa Valley, not only because of its
legendary history of winemaking but also because a wine country experience
is the essence of hedonistic indulgence.  The countryside itself is
opulent: luxuriant expanses of gently rolling hills festooned with
grape-laden trellises, vividly hued with fragrant mustard and vibrant
wildflowers and dotted with rustic farmers tilling the rich soil and
vintners tending their lush vines; very simply, it is country life at its
very best.  The innumerable vineyards, whether they be housed in sprawling
French Regency mansions of dazzling white Cyprian marble or modest Tuscan
villas framed in weatherworn oak, all present sumptuous Cabernet
Sauvignons, magnificent Pinot Noirs or effervescent Champagnes.  A vast
array of chic bistros tantalize the taste buds with generous tables laden
with such tasty delights as tart Merlot cheese, buttery Asiago crackers
smeared with oddly peppery Napa mustard, ripe pistachios, crisp biscotti
and lavishly dark chocolate truffles.  Swanky resorts, offering the
steamiest spas, bracingly icy pools and the most sensuous massages,
tantalize and reenergize even the most exhausted flesh, making this the
eternal Eden of immoderation.

   They had mutually agreed upon Los Chorreros Inn and Spa, an exclusive
and opulent resort.  Joseph had pulled in every favor he could to obtain
reservations.  Nestled a full mile from the road in a secluded area of the
valley rich not only in vineyards but romance, it was built in
Mediterranean style, stucco walls of burnt umber, patterned with classic
Catalan cedar windows, rising to intricately tiled balustrades.  Kelly
gasped at the immaculate central cloistered courtyard tastefully landscaped
in fuchsia bougainvillea, the perfumed scent wafting in ethereal mists. 
When the charismatic bellhop led them past the spa on the way to their
suite, the snuggling couple both heard buoyant laughter above a mellifluous
waterfalling sound.  Glancing into a moonlit alcove, they caught a quick
glimpse of a blithely naked couple frolicking in the shimmering cascade
spilling from overhead.  Joseph's breath caught in his throat when he
recognized the perky cheerleader-esque beauty of Kitty Churchton, rising
starlet of the hit television show "Dear Diary" and Kelly's heart skipped a
beat when she realized the gloriously flexing rump she was blushingly
savoring belonged to none other than British movie heartthrob Andrew
Shefford.  The newlywed couple nestled closer, thrilled with their brush
with celebrities and feeling very much in the loop.



   The room itself, titled the Amalfi Suite, was sumptuously appointed in
grand European style, featuring deeply polished teak floors, masterfully
crafted furniture of oak and mahogany, a quixotic brick fireplace whose
intricate masonry was bordered by a hand carved cedar mantel, oil paintings
done in imitative Titian style within ornate brass framings and a richly
woven medieval tapestry featuring a bold heraldic sign.  The luxurious
marble with copper inlays bathroom was equally striking, featuring a
freestanding Jacuzzi tub for two and an oversized double-headed steam
shower.  But, despite their truly lavishly-appointed surroundings, all the
honeymooning couple noticed was the linen and silken bedcovers of the
expansive featherbed and very soon not even that.

   * * * * *

   Joseph's cock had risen along with the crowing rooster.  It made a
significant pup tent beneath the crisp linen sheets, demanding Kelly's
instant attention.  Though she was still dusting the dreamy fog from her
sleepy brain, she couldn't help but admire the way the snug fabric, bawdily
draped along its streamlined girth, molded about his substantial
proportions, immediately provoking rich twitching sensations deep within
her belly, moistening her panties under the frilly gown she wore. 
Astonished by the abruptness of her arousal, she tried to will her body to
cease its tingling ardor, but the simple erotic silhouette made her nipples
harden under the sleeveless garment and to instinctually open and close her
thighs in a gathering sexual rhythm.

   Joseph noted Kelly trembling before him and rose to affectionately
stroke her bare shoulder, letting his hand slide slowly and lightly down
along the length of her arm, knowing that the loving motion was having an
electric effect on her.  He sensed rather than heard a quickening of her
breath under his gentle caress.  He brought his hand up, sliding it along
the long flow of her back now, down, down almost to the flaring curve of
her buttocks, bringing it up to tease along the ridge of her spine, noting
all along that she began breathing faster now, he could hear it and feel
the heat of her stuttered breath through the shirt.

   Joseph brought his hand up to her shoulder again, and then casually,
lightly, he put it on the swelling mound of her breast and began to rub the
pillowy globe tenderly through the diaphanous silk of her gown.  He heard
the sharp intake of Kelly's breath, as he kept caressing her bosom, running
his thumb across a pebbled nipple.

   "Please take it off," Kelly heard her husband whisper, could almost hear
his heart thudding in his chest, could definitely not take her eyes off the
succulent swelling jerking like a wild thing seeking escape from the
cumbersome cage that was the sheet.  "Take it off now."

   She didn't need any further directions.  Flashing a coquettish grin, she
shrugged her delicate shoulders in a sensuous movement that not only
slipped the sheet off of her but also rippled into a shimmying of her
willowy hips, a single teasing undulating movement that squirmed the skimpy
garment floating softly to the mattress and then the floor.  She tanned
naturally during the summer, her fleshtone deepening into a rich cinnamon
hue that flattered both the subtle swell of her schoolgirl breasts, crested
with impudently pointed and slightly uptilted nipples, and the slender
firmness of her taut belly and waspish waist.  Long gracefully curving legs
filled out only in the tapered roundness of creamy upper thighs
crisscrossed by the straps of her bikini-cut panties, the crisply defined
muscles moving as if they were made of warm liquid and giving a promise of
lewdly fluid action.  Yes, she was stunning; each beautiful line and softly
shadowed hollow of her brazenly poised body exuding a fierce ripe sexuality
that was potently disarming in its seemingly-innocent allure.

   Kelly watched admiringly as Joseph wriggled to toss back the sheets,
displaying his delicious nakedness.  Her husband was tall with a shock of
dusty wheat-hued hair in an adorably overgrown crop-cut.  Distinctively raw
cheekbones, a strongly aquiline nose and a devilishly crooked smile cast
him with roguish charm, a distinctly masculine appeal made all the more
sensual by his athletic physique.  She always thought that there was a
supple carnality about her man's nude body that dripped sex and nothing
else, and now that every inch of it was apparent, she was acutely struck by
the luscious impression of carnal pleasure and decadence, male flesh ripe
to be sampled.  His upper torso, shoulder and arms were hardly brawny, more
crisply defined, but his deliciously ridged and slim waist was corded with
tensed muscles.  Rearing from the base of that sharply creased abdomen was
his formidable cock, the brashly spearing shaft sleek and shiny above the
pleated sac carrying their pendulous cargo, the bulbous helm flushed purple
with the same shameless lust that sparkled in his Atlantic blue eyes gazing
upon her.

   His own eyes still adoringly tracing from the petitely curving cleavage
of her breasts to the silken panties clinging to her pubic mound at the
base of her smoothly flattened belly, Joseph's hand had dipped to touch her
now, trailing teasing tremulous paths along the bare skin of her quivering
tummy, moving higher to touch the velvety softness of her breasts, cupping
first one and then the other.  Kelly's hips began to squirm, and she turned
her body slightly more toward him, pressing herself to him.  He crushed his
lips onto hers, completely engulfing her sweet mouth with his sultry one,
flicking his nimble tongue forward immediately to slip past her teeth and
into her mouth, to meet and entwine with hers.

   Pinwheels of iridescent light flashed in back of Kelly's eyes at the
sheer emotional impact of his soulful kiss, tasting the profound depth of
his loving devotion and wanton desire for her.  Her hand lifted from
playfully toying with his pectorals to encircle his neck, pressing his head
tightly, molding their mouths together like molten metals fusing into one.
His hand was caressing the surging flesh of her naked breast now, touching
the hard bud of her nipple, nipping it enticingly between his thumb and
forefinger.  His sinuous tongue sawed mercilessly in and out of her mouth
in a brazen imitation of copulation, and she made tiny excited mewling
sounds of unabashed pleasure deep in her throat.

   And then Joseph's big, hot hand left the marshmallowy softness of her
bosom, moving down along her tremulous stomach with unbelievable
tenderness, the raw heat of his touch seeming to sear her skin there, and
then around to the elastic waistband of her panties.  Deftly and without
hesitation, his investigating fingers moved inside, his fingertips touching
the tender skin and then the first curling strands of her downy fleece. 
But he didn't pause there; he let his hand slide still lower, his middle
finger extended, taunting her by gliding first to the satin of her inner
thigh.  She involuntarily whimpered beneath his provocative touch as it
moved ever closer toward her reddish-gold fringed loins until the
exploratory digit slipped into the tropically damp furrow of her sex,
brushing tantalizingly against the pouty lips.  Kelly's body jackknifed
against him with the electric contact of his titillating touch on her
nakedly defenseless pussy; her whole being commenced to oscillate, and she
began to uncontrollably moan in staccato cadence.

   Knowing just how to thrill his beloved, Joseph dipped his middle finger
into the squishily shuddering channel of Kelly's smoldering cunny, feeling
her weep with surging want.  He knew she was ready and he began to massage
the hardened nubbin of her clitoris, pampering it, reveling in the
luxurious sensations of her desire-drenched sex and the vibrating arousal
of her sumptuous body.  He sucked in his breath at the lust-inciting
spectacle, her little mewlings of love-fueled cravings falling on his
attentive ears.  Lord knew he'd tumbled into bed with more than a few
succulent young vixens in his life but none more tender or desirable than
this.  The inciting sound of her uninhibited cries of mounting pleasure
tumbling from those ripe, petulant lips taunted his long, heavy penis into
a truly throbbing erection.  He could feel the blood pounding almost
painfully into its bloated head and the thick drops of lubricating seminal
fluid already seeping from the sensitive glans at its blunted tip, smearing
hotly against his thigh.

   Kelly lubriciously moaned in burgeoning sexual abandonment, giving
herself over fully to this man she so dearly loved, allowing his expert
ministrations to arouse her to a fever pitch.  In the midst of their torrid
kiss, she found herself torn between the twin delights of his middle finger
tormenting her aching clitoris and his tongue consuming her mouth
covetously.  She let out a little sound of dismay when Joseph suddenly took
his mouth from hers, slipped his finger out free from her wet passage and
hovered over her prone, trembling, waiting body.  She noticed his breath
audibly hitched in his throat at her bared breast and though he'd already
seen her naked a hundred times, he still seemed taken by the sight of the
rounded mounds of resilient flesh standing proud and firmly erect.  She
craved for her husband to squeeze their small pinkish nipples, to enthrall
her with his inventive lovemaking but his appreciative gaze now lingered on
her svelte legs splayed slightly akimbo.



   With her man's bright eyes feasting gleefully on her partially exposed
nakedness, Kelly felt a sudden frisson of exhibitionistic delight and
purposefully sprawled her thighs to flex her barely veiled sex and crush it
upon its diaphanous barrier to silhouette the beestung lips in the same
erotic way as his mouthwatering erection had been earlier.  She vixenishly
smiled at her own sassiness, knowing the delectable sight of the sheer
silken strip of her black panties snug against the puffy little mound of
flesh between her white full thighs was sending a licentious charge of lust
visually jolting through him.

   Driven wild from her lascivious demonstration, Joseph dropped to his
knees beside the bed, forcing his upper torso between her scissored legs,
clutching at them so that she could not slither or roll away from him. 
With one hand he reached up, hooking his fingers in the wispy waistband of
the bikinis.  He ripped them away as if they were tissue paper down along
her buttery-smooth thighs, bringing the sheened petals of her pussy into
full view.  Her mound of Venus jutted out temptingly, the tangled patch of
shadowy-dark fuzz shaved in a daintily feminine strip.  As a teenager,
Kelly had always been bashful about the lavishness of her labia, eternally
pouting in a provocative pucker that was hardly demure but seemed to beckon
to the barely-concealed inside for all sorts of steamy lubricated
pleasures. Now she adored the brazenness of her vulva and gloried that her
sex was not the shy lily but rather an audaciously blossoming tulip
drizzling with enticing nectar.

   "There now, baby girl...  that's better," Joseph murmured, bending down
for a closer look at the thin ribbon of glistening pink flesh nestled in
the verdant hollow of her revealed loins, separating the flushed labia and
joining the ovalled, satin-like spheres of her lush buttocks pressed
tightly to the bed.  The intense eroticism of viewing his beloved wife so
blatantly horny was enough to cause his already-pulsing cock to begin a
rhythmically throbbing ache.  Using his thumbs pressed to either side, he
teasingly spread the vertical split until the fullness of her
honey-drenched sweetness flowered open to him, and he panted at its
sparkling, jewel-like delicacy.  He felt her supple inner thighs quiver
uncontrollably against the backs of his hands, and heard her breath shudder
deep down in her throat, followed by a choking moan.

   The labyrinth of torrid emotions that had swept through Kelly became
even more scorching as she wallowed in Joseph's salacious teasing of her
naked vagina that was causing incredulously potent sensations to resonate
through her whorishly positioned body.  She sensed the sultry whooshes of
his breath graze her sensitively inflamed genitals and she couldn't keep
from moaning helplessly in a gasping tempo, caught up in the unbelievable
wave of galvanic sensual desire charging through her lover-aroused loins
and belly.  Tiny electric-like jolts of intensive arousal began to ripple
along the length of her shapely thighs as she raised her head to stare down
between her nipple-hardened breasts so that she could better watch him
lower his handsome head.  Again she squirmed her fully rounded bottom down
into the softness of the bed, her barely-stifled moans dissolving into
rekindled whimpers of unwanted passion as his intimately surveying fingers
massaged the ever-moistening cleft of her open cunny.

   Expertly, Joseph leaned even closer into the widespread "V" of her naked
sex, and with the wet tip of his thick tongue he sliced hotly through the
softly fringing curls enshrining her holiest of holies before sweeping
upwards toward the hotly flushed lips of her excited pussy.  He traced the
pink passion-engorged edges of her engorged vulva, smooching those pillowy
lips with his own unique style of French kisses before swooping to her
softly pulsating little clitoris.  He grinned triumphantly within the
crumpled folds of her cunny, his aquamarine eyes looking up over the silken
curls of her pubic mound sparkling jubilantly up at her, when he felt the
erotic shock of the initial contact upon that tiny floweret surge
convulsively through her.

   "Oooohhhh ...  Fuck, that feel's good" Kelly naughtily whispered in
unrestrainable awe as her lover's skilled lips nursed beneath the wispy
curls there at the base of her tummy.  She lifted her head even higher to
gape downward between her open legs, reveling in seeing his handsome face
buried in the liquid heat of her sensuously fired loins, sucking and
nibbling teasingly while she watched wide-eyed in ever-pyramiding desire.
He planted sizzling kisses on the luxurious pink, his tongue flicking with
serpent-like plunges into her now sodden opening.  She gasped with a
shuddering hiss beneath his incessant assault, her elbows pressed tightly
against her ribs and her head tossing from side to side in her desperate
attempt to reign in the overwhelming passion consuming her but blinding
sensations of new-born lust stabbed through her twitching and writhing body
at the contact of his melting tongue with her hyper-sensitive
nerve-centers.

   Joseph knew just how to please his honeymooning wife.  He slavered
hungrily, feeling the silky curls of her pubic bush brushing his nose as he
licked gluttonously up between her pretty legs, the serpentine length of
his naturally dexterous tongue spreading deeply through her yielding
vaginal-flesh like a knife through softened pink butter.  He savored the
epicurean delights of her unique femaleness, scenting and tasting the
whetting intensity of her she-lust, the exotically peppery flavor causing
his blood to hotly race and pound through his virile cock.  She was without
a doubt his type of lady, so very willing to embrace her innately
passionate drive that he could arouse, delighting in the bliss that his
licking tongue in her steamy cunny sent racing uncontrollably through her
curvaceously writhing body.  Already her long, drawn-up legs were
rhythmically opening and closing around his lubricious mouth and he
couldn't keep from lecherously gloating as her small, hands began toying
about his head.  Her long fingers ran caressingly through his hair while
moans unceasingly emitted from her.



   Kelly was still clutching her husband's hair, the primeval moans
tumbling from her petulant lips in a rhythmic chant, her beautiful head
flailing from side to side ...  until finally the soft hands were trying to
guide his hotly working mouth that was churning and spiraling into her
juice-drenched channel to where she needed it most.  He complied, pressing
his wet lips to the apex where her pussy melted together and formed a
protective nook where her obscenely swollen clitoris jutted out, brashly
demanding his most intimate loving.  Immediately he began lashing his
firebrand tongue about the seething nubbin like a white-hot cauterizing
whip, whirring the very tip of his lingual organ hummingbird-style about
the very nexus of her sexuality while he suckled upon it as if it were a
piece of peppermint candy.  At the same time, he smoothed his big hands up
over her satin-skinned belly to the resilient flesh of her desire-swollen
breasts, pinching and rolling the pebble-hardened nipples between his
knowing fingers, mirroring that which his ravaging tongue was performing
lasciviously between her trembling legs.

   "Ooooohhhh ...  oooohhhh God, please ..." Kelly choked, hearing her own
plea, her body responding automatically, jerking with spasmodic lurches as
his tongue slithered about her clitoris with bestial fury, his teeth
punctuating her careening rapture with short, tart nips.  Scandalously
gooshy slurping sounds filled the room, and her wanton groans of
pinwheeling rapture drove his rapacious tongue faster and faster.  She was
completely swept up in the breathtaking, sensual rapture overwhelming her.
The cords of her neck stood out in strained relief as she clawed and pulled
at his head frantically while her brain whirled in a wild vortex of intense
desire, realizing that she had lost all physical control.  Every muscle of
her erotically fired being was tensed, straining her curvaceous hips and
tautly rounded buttocks upward as the incandescent motes of glittering
ecstasy began to irradiate from the depths of her sex.  That iridescent
glow suffused her entire being in a coruscating euphoria that lifted her
soul and sent her tumbling through the vaulted heavens.

   Drinking in Kelly's tumultuous orgasm, savoring every droplet of liquid
delectation she had to offer, Joseph eased off her inflamed clitoris and
resumed swabbing her with his experienced lips, drawing the succulent folds
of raw flesh into the cavern of his gently nibbling mouth, while his thick
tongue continued its soothing licking against the urgent pink smoothness of
her pussy.  He adored roiling her innate passions, to draw out from the
quiet-spoken, elegant lady that most people knew, this fire-eyed female who
emanated the raw heat of a blast furnace during their torrid lovemaking. 
He could always sense the devoted tenderness in the symmetrical portions of
her body she uniquely possessed but there was also the seemingly voracious
hunger of insatiable womanly appetite.  The hot, pink flesh in its flowing
wetness communicated to him her innermost secrets.

   Drifting back from the glorious pinnacles of ethereal delights, Kelly
dreamily sensed Joseph had slipped his hands beneath her jiggling buttocks
and was pulling them up to him with possessive authority.  They trembled
and spasmed of their own volition beneath the swirling tongue insinuating
erotic charges of transcendent sensation wafting through her aroused body.
And then, abruptly, she felt the moist slipperiness hotness of his
massaging tongue flick from her wildly tingling vagina as it snaked
downward along the smooth-fleshed vale between the ovalled spheres toward
the tiny raised ring of her dainty anus.  Responsively, she stiffened,
sucking in her breath and holding it until she feared her lungs would
burst, while the slithery organ teased hotly against the sensitive area
surrounding her most taboo opening.  Without hesitation, his burning tongue
washed over her sensitive anal orifice before burrowing with a dauntless
audacity beyond the tiny oval and into her nether channel.

   She closed her eyes in illicit passion at the depraved fermentations the
lurid act instigated in her, her mind a whirlpool of uninhibited
exploration.  `Oh God ...  its too much ...  too much,' she inwardly
wailed, trying to reason with herself, rolling her hips and trying to screw
her excited rectum back onto his stiffly probing tongue.  It was
overwhelming, sexy and dirty, and irresistible because he too enjoyed it so
much, grunting like a lion in heat as he incessantly ravished the tiny
puckered hole.  `But am I much more than an animal myself?' the lusty lass
concluded as the lewd sensations from her inamorata's hot, savage tongue
flickered sensuously through her, giving her just the kind of thing she
needed!

   Kelly was once again trembling uncontrollably when Joseph drew his
searing tongue from her babyishly quivering rectal mouth and then back to
her drizzling vaginal gates, tantalizing the ragged, edges of her flushed
labia.  Unceasingly, he splayed the perfumed intimacy of her secret flesh
with his captivating tongue before plunging the full length of his
stiffened lingual member once more up into the clasping velvety sheath. 
She once again tried to raise her head and see between her bicycled legs,
her ogling eyes gorging on the erotic sight that was all but shamelessly
destroying her.  God, she could see his liquid tongue spraying through the
juice-saturated crevice of her vaginal slit.  He had opened her gapingly
wide down there, as if his love-making tongue was born of razors!  Her own
delicate inner-vaginal flesh sparkled reflectively up at her, its tempting,
silken curls matted, the very sight sending trembling sensations spiraling
toward her brain!  Her thrusting breasts tingled in their swollen
excitement as she continued to caress his handsome head.

   Feverishly, Kelly's dearly loved night-invader licked at her cunny, his
scorching, wet tongue like an abrasive as it occasionally slithered over
the firmly erect bud of her quivering clitoris before once more lunging
into the deliquescence of her pussy.  She hoarsely cried out in her
lust-infused passion whenever his tongue invaded breathtakingly deep and
churned inside her glutinous cunny while she flailed her head from side to
side in her lewd, half-raised position.  She was mouthing raunchy pleas,
lifting her intensively sizzling loins and quaking buttocks higher to his
frenzied mouth but she hardly knew what she was saying, grasping hold of
his head to pull him tighter into her wetly throbbing grotto as her
beautiful brute lapped the maddening fire from her seething belly. 
Scintillating shocks of animalish lust raged through her obscenely offered
loins, singeing at the very nerve-ends of her white, sensually trembling
flesh.

   Joseph could feel the rubbery vaginal flesh slip moistly around his long
extended tongue even as his kissing lips were all but surgically attached
to the clasping, gelatinous opening, bringing a continual series of
guttural groans from the voluptuously naked girl whose warm, full thighs
were closing spasmodically around both sides of his almost submerged head.
The subtly ribbed walls of her dilated vagina opened and closed in an
unmistakable swallowing action, attempting to draw his tongue deeper and
deeper into it.  Her heels had begun to push down against the muscles of
his broad back, pressing his virile body into the creamy honeypot between
her lewdly spread legs.  His nose was tight against her tiny quivering
clitoris and with every inhalation he sensed the arousing, poignant aroma
of her aromatic lust.  Its delicate piquancy was fueling the charged
urgency of his own demanding loins, clotting his masculine organ into an
impossible hardness that had begun to ache with the agony of an exposed
nerve in a tooth.

   Kelly lay in a desire-blinded state of exponentially building desire,
her mind slipping further into decadent oblivion beneath the mesmerizing
bliss of Joseph's lust-maddened tongue licking and rippling into her wildly
inflamed cunny and she could only moan out her hedonistic delight.  Hardly
anything made sense to her...  only the maddeningly delicious sensations
his sucking mouth was causing to saturate her entire passion-inflamed body
mattered.  She had to do something for him ...  to make him know how
wonderfully magnificent he was ...  how much she loved him for the
delicious ecstasy he was bringing her!  Frantically, she tossed her head in
cadence with her groans, and it was then that she saw it!

   As Joseph had sprawled out on the floor beside the bed he had twisted
his lower torso away so that he was in a contorted sitting/reclining
position and Kelly's sparkling dark-eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of
the enchanting sight of his thick, blushing-pink cock emerging from its
long sheath, dripping wet and steely hard, the tapered end slipping and
dancing as it continued to press forward from its fleshy concealment.  She
had to lean far over sideways to see it well and was rewarded with seeing
her man incitefully stroking the heavy trunk of his long, thickly hardened
manhood.

   For a long, breathless moment, the dark-eyed young wife watched the her
well-hung stud's wetly gleaming shaft of naked hardness partially dangle
beneath his potent loins, sensing her mouth and throat at first going dry,
then salivating at the captivating sight of its carnation rapaciousness. 
The sight was pure, unadulterated erogenousness in its most aphrodisiacal
form and an inexplicable sensation of sheer concupiscence burned through
her naked, lust-filled body, a maddeningly intensified feeling the roots of
which she had no intentions of resisting.  Because as much as she loved
having him eat her, spearing his hot, flicking tongue deep into her, she
loved it even more when they were in a gluttonous sixty-nine, so they could
enjoy and pleasure each other simultaneously.

   "Joseph, darling ...  baby ...turn around!  Oh God, turn around, babe!
Quick, so I can have your cock!  I want to suck it, lover!  Please ... 
hurry!" she pleaded salaciously in words that were not only impossibly
exciting on her lips and in his ears but that revealed the sexual desire
wrought intrinsically by her own husband's loving actions of the morning.

   His wife's prurient demand was like a charge of electricity bolting
through Joseph, the very lust-infusing sounds he had been waiting to hear
tumble from those ripe, petulant lips.  Without hesitation, he knelt up,
his brain swimming in the wanton desire of longing to feel her sultry mouth
embrace his organ, while she lay there with half-closed eyes in her
voluptuous nakedness, tossing her head as little mewls and whimpers erupted
from her slender throat in sensual anticipation.  His erection jerked and
throbbed insanely as he eagerly turned around on all fours above her before
lying down onto the bed, stretching out as she continuously whispered,
"Roll over, honey, over ...!"

   While Joseph was crawling and placing himself into position, swiveling
his hips with athletic ease, Kelly had raised herself so that her hotly
seething cunny was inches from his nose, and less when she drew her
tingling thighs back even as she eased her upper torso forward, placing
herself so that her face was directly beside the towering length of his
beefy manhood.  The actual sight and feel of his daunting proportions
clasped in her petite hand telegraphed momentary spasms of unwanted
intimidation to her brain.  His meaty penis was hanging down like a
stallion's between his heavy thighs.  The glans was the size and texture of
an overripe plum, dribbling copious trickles of excited seminal emissions
from its flaring slit.  Her slender fingers could hardly encircle its
strapping girth, and his heavy, bloated testicles encased in their
wrinkled, hairy sac hanging down above her face were a bull-like phenomenon
in themselves.  Yet, the very hugeness of their unique and virile
masculinity kindled loving warmth inside her and she raised her head
excitedly.

   Joseph didn't make her wait any longer.  Her gentle touch had thankfully
cooled his mating hunger, dulling the frenetic sensations of erotic rapture
that had been whirling in near cyclonic force within his gorgeously naked,
explicitly positioned body and easing him away from the dangerous edge he'd
been careening towards.  Flexing his lower torso, he eased himself forward,
dipping his cock between her pouty lips.  Her ebon eyes drifted dreamily
closed and an angelic flush hued her beautiful cheeks as she pursed her
lavish lips about the bulbous dome, caress it with soul-stirring kisses,
the tip of her tongue kittenishly swiping at the spongy heat.  Sensing her
ravenous appetite, he mischievously drew himself out, held himself over her
for a torturous moment then rubbed the blunted tip all over her cheeks,
swirling the pearlescent slickness about, making her gorgeous face nastily
wet and dazzlingly shiny.



   When Kelly felt Joseph bury his handsome face between her spread thighs,
nosing in toward her hotly tremoring cunny, frantic sensations of
anticipatory desire raced through her.  She sensed his hot tongue flicker
out to lave through the moist, sensually aroused inner-flesh like a fluid
flame, the lizard-like reinvasion only serving to personify what she
already knew: he was the most fulfilling lover she had ever had and she
wanted to prove it to him ...  had to!  `Oooooohhhhh Goddddd ...!' His
tongue, whirring sensuously at the excitedly quivering bud of her clitoris!
`My beautiful man!' she thought, clinging tightly to his tumescent organ
and ardently beginning to stroke it.  Slowly, gently, she worked the heavy
protective skin back and forth, all the while wallowing in his energetic
tongue unrelenting in the lust-imbued cauldron of her simmering cunny.  The
tapered, mauve, glistening tip of his spearing maleness slipped ever
forward toward her breathless, tongue-moistened lips ...  until at last it
touched them!

   In unrestrained passion, Kelly formed her plush lips in an enticing oval
and with a low, deep-chested groan, holding to the weighty base with both
thumbs and forefingers to pull back the draping foreskin, let the slender,
tapered forepart of Joseph's throbbing hardness slide between them.  In her
unbridled desire, she sucked it so deeply into the immersing wetness of her
eagerly absorbing mouth that it brushed the back of her impatiently
spasming throat, nearly choking her, but she twisted her head enough to
catch her breath.  She brought her naughty tongue into play with
irresistible fervency, swabbing up and down the soft, sensitive underside,
feeling it gloriously throb and pulse to her oral touch and famishedly
tasting the heady spice of its seeping seminal fluid, a wanton thrill of
salacious delight racing through her at its sweetly pungent maleness. 
While her lissome tongue played, she cupped and deliciously caressed his
heavy, seed-inflated testicles with subservient affection, tiny explosions
of scintillating lust bursting in her sensuously blinded brain.  He began
to ease himself forward and back in response, gently stroking in and out of
her mouth with his tasty cock in a licentious rhythm to his own lashing,
probing tongue thrusting and swirling deeply in her jubilant cunny.

   Kelly heard her husband's guttural growl as he continued to voraciously
lick her fire-filled cunny, and she began to reciprocatively suck and twirl
her tongue around his savory organ in an effort to repay him for the
mind-shattering pleasure he had and was continuously bringing her.  She
considered herself a connoisseur, not only of wine but also of fellatio,
and certainly had enough real-time experience with him to justify the
boastful claim, to learn all the little tricks that Joseph liked best such
as his fondness for having his sensitive testicles fondled, cupping them
warmly, first, and then lightly scratching them with her sharply manicured
nails.  They'd mastered the art of silent, fifteen-minute feasts at the
office, she thought giddily, him eagerly drinking in the liquid lust of her
cunny while she wolfed down his beautiful cock.  She'd even consummated for
him the legendary technique of fully swallowing him right down into her
throat, even as astonishingly big as he was.  Whenever she took him deep,
greedily gorging on the full length, she felt his powerful body
enthusiastically responding, his appreciative loins pressing jerkingly
forward and he would desperately whimper, the delicate taunting causing him
to increase his thrusting cock-rhythm within the pampering embrace oval of
her moistly suckling lips.

   To punctuate his pleasure, she would let him slip from her cuddling lips
and draw only the helmeted head into the tropical wetness of her mouth,
alternately nipping her small white teeth, not to hurt but to accentuate,
and swirling her sinuous tongue to incite his intensifying rapture.  The
unique taste of him was the truly maddening delight, the young wife
realized as she lustily nursed and tongue the ever-thickened lance of
succulent masculine flesh with vigorous head movements of her own, licking
up every droplet that welled up.  Delicately gamey, her flushed brain
tagged, like the wild, handsome beast he was; spiced with the
intoxicatingly sweet tartness of semen that was the male's monopoly!

   These depraved thoughts of deliciously uninhibited sexual perversity
flashed in Kelly's lust-crazed mind intermittently as she slurped the
streamlined contours of her lover's engorged penis in her mouth in perfect
cadence while Joseph, with scurrilously sloppy sounds, slavered hungrily in
her scrumptious sex.  His big hands had curled up and around her curvy
bottom, avidly clutching the cushiony cheeks of her writhing ass even as
his whipping tongue oscillated between whisking the pulsating nubbin of her
exultant clitoris and burrowing deeper and deeper into the liquefied flesh
her wantonly accepting pussy in growing ferocity.  She gloried in his
avaricious mouth fixed against her sensuously inflamed cunny, his deeply
delving tongue tasting her sugary inner tissues in lust-spiraling cadence
and his nibbling teeth upon her spasming clitty causing another new
sensation of prurience to register in her desire-inflamed brain: an
immediate twinge of inevitable orgasm to start coalescing in her fiery
loins.

   Joseph, well-versed in a wide range of diverse sexual pleasures before
he had met Kelly, had never known equal sexual pleasure as the ecstasy he
found with his new wife and had learned all the nuances and subtleties of
her sensuality.  He was well aware that the luscious vixen shimmying and
straining beside him was going to cum, was beginning her inexorable spiral
towards incandescent bliss.  Every muscle and cord, each squirming movement
and response of her sweat-glossed, voluptuously impassioned body
telegraphed the event to his lecherous brain.  And yet the fire-eyed
seductress continued to envelop his maleness up inside her mouth, fellating
him with such unquenchable thirst it felt as he were submerged in her
magnificent cunny.  The way she was hungrily gobbling upon his throbbing
cock, her girlish cheeks hollowing and puffing libidinously, emphasized by
her nimble tongue and interspersed with taunting pressures of her teeth
while he tongued and bit at the quivering flesh of her salaciously grinding
sex, was enough to liquefy his mind.  He unashamedly cried out his
surrender to those choleric sensations that aggravated the great swirling
furnace in the depths of his churning loins, knowing that in a few brief
moments, he would be fulfilling his lust-driven needs because of them...

   `Oooohhh ...  oh God!' Kelly thought uncontrollably, clutching at her
lover's hugely swollen balls, beginning to milk them as she sucked
hoggishly at his savory cock.  God, how she wanted him to cum when she did!
`He has to,' she thought desperately ...  hot and thick, spurting from the
tip in thick jet-like streams while the same maddening sensations detonated
inside her!  But ...  but he'd have to hurry, she reasoned, because the all
the raging fires of hell were blazing there up between her legs.  Her loins
were in raucous turmoil, her lust-churning cunny glowing with the
scintillating desire saturating it!  She was going to cum beneath his
beautiful tongue ...  cum as if it was the only thing that mattered in her
life!

   And at that explosive moment, deep in her roiling belly and
passion-charred sex, the first violent seizures of rapture were beginning,
the suffused flames that had been torching singeing sensations within her
breasts and roasting joys in her fingertips and blazing pleasure in her
spasming thighs now streaked towards the incinerating vortex of her pussy.
A single spark, dazzling in its clarity, emerged, the coruscating
scintillation breathtakingly beautiful as it drifted into the inferno, her
whole body dramatically tensing with its profound approach, every muscle
and sinew rippling with the tension that reverberated in her very veins
until the strain was palpable in its intensity.

   Kelly half screamed.  She couldn't do more; her breath caught somewhere
between her lungs and throat.  The thunderous explosion inside her was an
inferno of cauterizing ecstasy charring every nerve cluster under the
rampageous surges of scorching delectation.  The tempestuousness of her
gloriously chaotic orgasm caused her entire body to shudder enrapturously
in the throes of anarchic sensualism.  Her mind played no part; she was
mentally swept up in the cascading rushes of deliquescent euphoria flowing
back into the nexus of her turbulent sex only to merge and astonishingly
detonate into a second thunderous cataclysm ...  and then a third!  Dear
God!  His magnificent, wild tongue was mercilessly flogging the outer
perimeter of her tiny, palpitating clitoris, his unceasing incitement
taunting her to climax after prismatic climax, and she never wanted him to
stop!

   Kelly had no conception of space, time, or individuality.  The series of
volcanic climaxes had completely obliterated relativity.  Her sensuously
convulsing body felt as if it had been impregnated with a million glorious
needles.  Her sensation-drenched cunny drifted on a diaphanous cloud of
euphorigenic billows ... and yet she was still compulsively tonguing and
licking Joseph's great cock when she heard him gutturally snarl at the same
moment his flanks began to furiously pump deeper into her greedily working
throat!  Despite her demonic cravings, she wasn't quite ready when, with a
spontaneous burst, he shot down into the back of her throat in wild,
powerful spurts of teeming, creamy liquid.  Gush after juicy gush of the
hot, sweet, male-tasting juice squirted into her gulping throat, the
ejaculatory violence joined by the convulsive tremors of her own nakedly
lurching hips and loins as her umpteenth climax erupted in a wild explosion
of blinding, lustful bliss.  Again and again, he spewed and she groaned
while she continued swallowing and sucking almost fiendishly, frothy
remnants bubbling out around her tightly locked lips, as she swallowed and
swallowed the flood of nectarous semen squirting into the warm, receptive
shelter of her mouth. ...

   After losing half of the morning to their sexy oral-inspiration
entertainment, the romantic duo decided to do some sight-seeing outside the
intimate confinements of their silken boudoir.  Joseph suggested they tour
one of the quaint Napa vineyards.  After two aborted attempts to dress that
somehow led to fingers and tongues and other organs nudging and probing
partially clothed areas and the discarding of those garments, they
eventually made it to the lobby.  The couple worried in private that the
combination of their obvious inexperience in the domain of the rich and
famous with their rambunctious nocturnal (and daybreak to mid-morning
marathon romps, if truth be told) would make them ostracized at best.  In
truth, the affable concierge found the affectionate couple adorable and
their wide-eyed wonder a welcome distraction from the jaded boredom of the
snobbily demanding guests that frequented.  He secretly laughed at her
blushing naïveté when he suggested a stay in the spa or a dip in the pool
and was more than happy to give them a list of local wineries that would
open their doors to visitors, steering them away from a once-vaunted but
now declining place that was surviving on name alone and certainly not on
its hideously overpriced, shabbily guided tours.

   Kelly and Joseph arrived at Montagne Nuvolose with the best of
intentions.  Both had honestly admired the glistening white marble, in
luxuriant contrast to the emerald green lushness all about it, of the
classic Greek architecture of the main house, a refreshing change from the
France-Normandy and Tuscany region of Italy schools of design that were so
much in vogue in the Valley.  Perhaps because they were on their honeymoon,
or maybe as a result of the torrid way they'd spent the morning hours,
everything they did seemed drenched in sexual innuendo.  First it was the
ripe fruit on the vine.  Joseph tweaked a handful of magenta-colored grapes
between his thumb and forefinger so that the cloyingly sweet juices
streamed clear into his palm.  When Kelly leaned over to lick the pulped
fruit from his hand, she traced her tongue kittenishly along his rough
skin, swabbing up every droplet of the succulence, before flauntingly
slurping her beestung lips over his thumb and forefinger.  He blatantly
moaned and looked around the vineyard ~~ as if there might be some secluded
place where they might indulge in a sizzling quickie!  There wasn't and the
steamed up couple were forced to rein in their carnal cravings and behave
themselves a little longer.

   Next they stopped at the vinery itself and, after sampling some of their
vinaceous wares, mutually agreed it was criminally underappreciated.  When
they were escorted to the actual tasting room, both were amused the guide
assumed they were neophytes and with barely repressed giggles took the
proffered goblets of dark, heady liquid, mindfully paying heed to the
instruction of how to hold the delicate stem.  The breath-taking beauty
behind the bar in her clipped British accent led then through the five
steps of basic wine tasting: color, swirl, nose, taste, and finish.  Under
this woman's simplistic but accurate guidance, the masquerading pair
observed the vivid color of the wine in their glasses, swirled the
chardonnay, sniffed the plummy bouquet, took a carefully considered sip,
and admired the exquisite aftertaste.



   The event would have been perfect were it not for the boorish scoffing
of a few blatant snobs who imperiously declared this prestigious winery
area too commercial and even openly sneered at the Sonoma Valley, claiming
the Central Coastal area to be the true fashion of the knowledgeable
aficionado.  Joseph and Kelly only smile, knowing that fashion came and
went with the season but that this winery's unique style and talent in
particular and Napa's in general were eternal.  But the namedropping
buffoons announced they were more than willing to blind taste-test any wine
in the house.  The woman produced three bottles, one an in-house Riesling,
two others of wildly differing quality.  It was predictable, but Kelly and
Joseph still got a chuckle when the lead highbrow announced the third glass
to be of the Alsace-Lorraine region, perhaps House Montreux, perhaps Hugo
Cachelier, and was mortified to discover it was a glass of notorious
Two-Buck Chuck.  Kelly internally winced, knowing even the most experienced
taster made bad mistakes occasionally, but this group had thoroughly
deserved their comeuppance.

   While the humiliated visitors slunk off, the newlyweds lingered, noting
that their ever-simmering libidos had been sparked again, and this time
from a very unexpected source.

   "Roll it along the tip of your tongue, then let it flow around in your
mouth," the curvaceous instructor explained, echoing the words Kelly had
first said to Joseph.  Her husband surreptitiously nudged his wife's
cushiony rump, and then gave her a lecherous wink.



   "I'd rather be tasting you," he breathed against the tender skin at the
nape of her neck, his husky baritone so low only she could hear him. 
Standing at Joseph's side in the cool semidarkness and swirling a sip of
one of Napa Valley's most superb around in her mouth, Kelly vividly knew
exactly how she wanted to spend the evening.

   "Cock tasting," Kelly explained to her husband once they'd arrived back
at the hotel.  His eyes flashed intriguingly, and due to the innate rapport
they shared she suddenly realized he thought she meant she wished to taste
a variety and choose the one she liked best ~~ just like at the wine
tasting.  It was a provocative thought, she admitted, and, knowing full
well just how sexually liberated Joseph was, one that she'd be free to
thoroughly explore ~~ but right now they were on their honeymoon and that
wasn't what she had in mind at all.

   "I'd like to spend the evening sipping from my favorite 1972 vintage,"
Kelly explained saucily.  "Smelling it, savoring it, tonguing it..."

   Joseph didn't have to answer; the rascally smile and sudden rampant
stirring in his khakis announced to Kelly how much he liked the concept. 
"So, how would you like to proceed?"

   Kelly thought about it for a moment then, rising gracefully from the
easy chair she was sitting in, took his hand and, padding softly through
the suite, led him into the bathroom.  While Joseph turned the shower on,
adjusting the faucets to the sultry heat they both enjoyed in bathing,
slowly, almost dreamily, she began to undress, opening the buttons which
held her billowy blouse together in front.  There were only a few such
buttons, and in a moment she was able to shrug the garment off, letting it
fall in an untidy heap on the bathroom floor behind her.  She wore a
brassiere only on formal occasions, when it was necessary to dress up and
go into town, so she was without one now.  Glancing up, she saw her husband
staring at her, naked from the waist up, and she felt a momentary surge of
exhibitionistic pride at him openly admiring the mounding swell of her
buoyant breasts, standing taut and perky without need of artificial
support.



   She was remunerated with her own appetizing visual treat a few moments
later.  Joseph was already completing the task of tugging his faded jeans
downward and off the broad columns of his shapely legs, kicking them
backwards and away to leave himself stripped down to his boxers,
terra-cotta-hued physique taut and smooth in all the right places.  Just
the sight of his firm young body crinkled the twin cherry peaks of her
little nipples, a fact he noticed and took full advantage of.  With a
flirtatious ease, he began to slide the tight hem downward over the
streamlined thickness of his length, revealing inch by appealing inch
before joining the other pieces of apparel on the floor.  Even in his fully
flaccid state, he was generously endowed with a prime cut and, despite her
intimate familiarity with her husband's size, Kelly had to look away,
pretending that the shower water was too hot for her liking, taking several
deep breaths in rapid succession to calm herself.

   Having turned the cold water up to greater volume until a steamy shower
had replaced the scalding spray to allow herself to collect herself and
come back to her senses, she turned and resumed undressing, swiftly running
the zipper of her flirty skirt down and open with a soft, sensual whirring
sound.  Deftly her slender fingers worked their way into the elastic
waistband of her tight bikini panties so in moments she stood totally naked
before the hissing, steaming shower.  There were vaporous clouds of torrid
steam wafting through the tiled room that were less tangible than the heat
between the irrepressible lovers.  Kelly had a brief but incredibly vivid
fantasy of going at it right there on the fluffy white mat in the center of
the intricately mosaiced floor, a sweaty, ruttish fuck in that most
primitive of positions ~~ doggystyle.



   She confessed to herself the tiniest bit of disappointment when Joseph
demonstrated impressive restraint and escorted her into the shower. 
Without further hesitation, she wholeheartedly basked in the refreshing,
rejuvenating cleanliness of the cascading waters, reveling in the tingling
sensation which that gushing stream produced on impact with her bare flesh,
letting the splashing torrents wash away the lingering traces of vineyard
dust that had collected upon her skin and in her hair.  But it also seemed
that the rhythmic drumming of the water against her body had an almost
hypnotic effect upon her already-heightened senses.  The mesmerizing result
was deepened and made more aphrodisiacal when her knowing husband, using a
fat bar of soap that scented of peach oatmeal in creamy milk, began to
scrub her wriggling fingers and then her upper arms.  She sighed with
contentment when he carefully cleansed her shoulders, allowing the warm
water and bubbly suds to tumble across her chest and onto her little tummy,
trickling deliciously down the valley between her ripe breasts.



   When Joseph cupped a hand beneath each breast in a deliberately
provocative motion, Kelly let her mind drift for the moment, overtly
enjoying his firm strong hands massaging her modest softness.  Slowly he
stroked the orbs of resiliently doughy flesh, eliciting dainty gasping as
the vibrant contact of his electric fingertips upon her surging bosom
brought the rubbery little buds of her spiked nipples into tingling bliss.
Encouraged by her transparent reaction, he began to fondle and lather her
breasts more energetically, his every caress inspiring in her tingling,
vibrant flesh voltaic jolts of seductively erotic sensation that radiated
outward from those tiny pleasure buds, igniting responsive flames of
passion in her already-twitching loins.  Each feathery stroke of his
darting, swirling fingertips sent new currents of electrifying desire
racing downward across her quivering abdomen to incandesce in the creamy
valley of her sex, driving her dizzy with his manipulative ablutions.

   Having thoroughly bathed her bosom, Joseph slowly, almost timidly at
first, glided one sudsy-slick hand downward along the gentle sloping curve
of her susceptible belly, his knowledgeable fingertips seeking and finding
the outskirts of her delta.  There was another fleeting moment of seeming
hesitation and then his long fingers were dipping still lower, the sleek
soap cake stroking the outer flanges of her tingling sex with long,
sensuous caresses.  He had no initial intention of massaging her pussy to
the point of orgasm; he simply intended to polish away the remnants of
dirtiness which were lingering in that fertile little valley.  However, to
her considerable charm, she found that his manual ministrations had an
unintended effect, causing new twisting tendrils of flexuous delight to fan
outward across her tremulant torso.  Her breath caught in her throat,
thinking she just might come from him washing her so intimately, and she
braced her feet more firmly against the sides of the shower floor to keep
from falling, the same motion spreading her sleek thighs farther apart and
giving his laving fingers greater access to fondle her palpitating pussy.
When he captured her clitoris between the thumb and forefinger of a hand to
slather it in saponaceous bubbles, she worked to stave off her flaring
orgasm.  Who knew getting clean could feel so dirty?

   Abruptly, Joseph removed his hand and guided the bell-curve of Kelly's
hips under the fountaining spray to rinse away the milky bubbles.  Now
squeaky clean, with her libido invigorated by her lover's inspirational
bathing, she was ready to proceed with her own brazen plan, lithely
dropping to her knees on the slippery base of the shower, damp ringlets of
hair curling about her neck and cheeks, her proud breasts heaving with
emotion as she stared up at his sumptuously naked body.  Her gleaming eyes
widened for his formidable erection was aggressively spearing out from his
rippled stomach, impressively engorged, steely-hard, and quiveringly ready
for her.  She admired his sinfully scrumptious manhood before bringing her
moist lips to the pudgy tip, staring at its significant length ~~notably
longer than half a bottle of Chablis ~~ and the alluring color.  The tip,
larger than the most bloated Burgundy grape though strikingly similar in
texture and dimension, reminded her in shade of the blushing fruits they
had observed earlier that afternoon.  The prodigious shaft, having now
fully slithered from the veiling foreskin and revealing the icy-blue veins
that corded up the hefty stalk like the well-tended vines creeping up the
trellises, was the paler pink of an exquisite rosé.  His organ was a
gluttonous feast for the epicurean senses and it sent a licentious impulse
of capricious lust rampaging through her panting flesh.

   Kelly had parted her glossy lips, ready for her first intoxicating
taste, but Joseph stopped her.  "Change the name of the game from `cock
tasting' to `sex sipping', baby," he smiled rakishly, "and let me go
first."

   Kelly loved oral sex, both giving and receiving, and she wasn't about to
stop her proficient husband from gratifying her.  Rather, she slipped from
her genuflecting position to make herself comfortable in one corner of the
shower, slumped backward, legs bowed and braced against the glassy floor,
almost in a half-crouch.  The distinctly immodest position left her spread
before him like some sacrificial pagan maid for a bacchanalian deity,
willowy thighs splayed apart, as she waited to see what he'd do next.  She
watched Joseph get upon his knees before her in a worshipful pose before
her and his head dip to her gently quivering breasts, his lips burnishing
kisses over the satiny pliancy of her naked and fevered flesh.  Spasmodic
pleasure wobbled through her as his sweltering mouth encompassed one of the
diminutive swells, flicking and rolling the crested nubs maddeningly with
his smoldering firebrand of a tongue.  When he dipped lower, trailing
sultry kisses down to her tiny navel, pausing there to taunlingly flick
into the tiny slitted opening, only to move still lower she groaned again,
her fevered hips intuitively beginning a slow, undulating rhythm.

   Kelly's heart thudded as he neared the ultimate target that his trailing
liquid kisses were approaching.  Prostrated at altar of her unfurled legs,
his nose puffing wafts of heated breath through her wispy curls, fingers
rummaging along the buttery softness of her inner thighs, his bright eyes
feasted on the maroon bacchanal of fluted lips and silken hollows. 
Deferentially he parted the ripe petals then looked up to meet her dreamy
eyes.

   "First, I examine the overall color, because you can determine much
simply by studying appearance," Joseph breathed, parodyingly echoing the
distinctive tone and speech cadence of the vineyard's tour guide.  She
nodded with a girlish giggle, overwhelmed by his profound touch and the
introduction of a new game into their already significant repertoire of
uninhibited lovemaking.  "Lovely," he murmured reverentially, "a
cotton-candy pink that shades deeper inside, the dusky rose hue indicating
the more luxuriant flavor true connoisseurs crave." He bent closer, placing
his face just a sliver from her uptilted pussy.  "And the aroma ~~" He
breathed in deeply, openly savoring her peppery scent.  "Oh, what a
bouquet."

   At first, Kelly thought he was teasing her, not the first time he'd been
mischievous in bed, but when she looked closer at him, studying his
distractingly handsome features and charismatic expressions, she saw that
he was seriously surveying the task at hand ~~ and within reach of his
tongue and lips.  His impudently saucy banter made her tremble with wild,
wanton desire flaming in her breasts and in her belly and in her cunny long
before he bent forward for his first taste of the evening.  He spent
several moments licking her, his serpentine tongue flitting in to her
nectar-drizzled cleft to collect the honeyed liquid.  She could feel his
abrasive stubble against her, rubbing coarsely along the inside of her
satiny thighs, and that rough sensation against her delicate skin made her
moan and grip his shoulders.

   Suddenly Joseph leaned back on his heels.  "I did that wrong," he
explained, chastening himself.

   "No, you didn't" she protested breathlessly.  "You did that just right."

   "But the second step isn't nose," he said with a roguish chuckle.  "It's
swirl." In wine-tasting, `swirling' means moving the glass in a rotary
motion to oxygenate the wine to bring out the fullness in flavor and
texture.  But Joseph gave it his own unique definition.  "A bit of swirling
allows me to observe the fullness of the body and get an indication of its
intoxicating qualities and its sweetness," he mused as his fingers eased
into her dewy wetness, tenderly revolving and thrilling as an introduction
before his churning tongue joined in.  Kelly preferred his translation much
better than the original, her hands soon grasping his hair, trying to guide
his face to where her lust-inundated loins needed him most.  He was using
gyratory tongue-strokes to manipulate her vulva, and whenever he darted
down to seizing and taunt her little clit within his lips, her body reacted
with electrifying results and convulsive lurches.

   Within a matter of minutes, she was once again rushing towards the
ragged edge of a whirlwinding orgasm.  Joseph was implacably driving her
onwards, his wanton tonguing plundering the choice ichor suffusing her sex,
his wicked hands slipping up over her wiggling belly to her bobbling
breasts once more, cupping and squeezing the lemon-ish mounds almost
harshly now.  The lightning-brief flashes of vivid pain only seemed to
accentuate the effluxions of stupefying elation misting over her, her
thighs jerking upwards before draping over his wedged shoulders.  Now the
whole of her fluidic vaginal plane crushed in naked abandonment to her
husband's churning face, submerging his nose in her aqueous sex.  The
intriguing redolence which wafted about his sex-flared nostrils was a
bubbling mixture of her roused pussy and brimming lubrications, her
salty-sheened skin, and the zesty orifice of her taboo anus, scant
millimeters from his eyes.

   The term `nose' describes carefully smelling a wine to determine its
characteristics.  Is it fruity, nutty, corky or foxy?  All people in the
wine business know that taste and scent are inextricably linked, the one
compounding and heightening the other.  Specialized "aroma" nerves in the
nostrils are necessary to identify tastes more subtle than the four base
flavors that are sweet, sour, bitter and salty.  Smell and taste go
hand-in-hand when wine tasting ~~ without your sense of smell you would be
unable to detect the delicate flavors of dark chocolate, cloying herbs or
charred smoke in your wine.  However, being the eternally brash scamp,
Joseph took the phrase to mean deciphering the scent of Kelly's cunny. 
"Definitely foxy," he declared.  "I've never smelled a foxier perfume than
that."

   Now that they were back on track, Joseph was ready to really concentrate
on step four, which is taste.  Kelly's breath gravelly shuddered as she
anxiously waited for his version of the initial taste, where the wine
awakens your senses and your taste buds respond to the vinous sensations.
He did not disappoint, snuggling his steamy mouth to her pussy, embracing
his lips to her clit and fluttering his tongue back and forth, making
rapid, voracious motions that left her immediately weak and near-swooning,
slumping heavily against one wall of the shower stall for support.  She
could not bear the intensity of his tongue-lashing so he eased downward
along the gooey channel to the veiled entrance to her pussy, rimming the
crinkled edge and darting inside her dripping passage with stabbing
thrusts. He whisked inside her simmering sex, savoring the luscious depths
of her luxuriousness, listening intently to her making unintelligible
whimpering sounds as he swirled and flicked his member around the
velvet-like interior of the pulsating labia.  Reveling in the abandoned
gyrations of her fierce-driving body, he paused for a brief moment to stare
up along the sweat-slick valley between her high breasts at the twisted
grimace on her lovely face.  Oh Christ, she was really digging it!  He
lowered his head and resumed his labor, quaffing her sauced love, knowing
that the ultimate moment of her jubilant climax wasn't very far off.

   Inevitably he returned to the molten essence of her sensuality, lovingly
drawing her swollen clitoris into his sheltering mouth, rolling that
erectile flesh with strong rotary motions with the curled tip of his
tongue. Kelly couldn't believe how nastily excited it made her, the
prurient sensations making her head begin to flail in total abandonment
from side to side, her taut breasts bobbing lewdly under the shower's
forceful spray, her entire body writhing and twisting in the ongoing throes
of her lover's lascivious cunnilingus.  She sucked in her breath in a
gulping swallow, moaning in blatant rapture, flagrantly flinging her
depredated loins up at the seething contact churning and working, zealously
milking at the pulsating little bud for every twinge of voluptuous passion
which he could evoke.  She squiggled and wriggled beneath Joseph's insanely
unappeasable appetite until she thought she would surely go mad from the
sheer ecstatic exhilaration in her love-starved loins and stomach.  God,
she had to have release, had to have it soon.

   Kelly's raunchy cries of libidinous joy now echoed brightly through the
resonant bathroom, muffled only by the pounding sheets of liquid heat
spilling from the showerhead above.  Her eyes were clenched tightly shut,
and her breath was coming in wheezing little gasps, punctuated at random
intervals by inarticulate cries.  `Oh God, Oh Shit, Oh Yeah!' her brain
screamed over and over again as she realized that Joseph was getting as
much satisfaction as she was at being his aperitif.  He began to orally
violate her, lapping at her with the parched thirst of a Bedouin wanderer
who had reached an oasis of cool, crystalline water, harder and faster,
goring his blazing tongue up into her clasping chamber, re-enacting every
soul-soaring thrust and undulation their merged bodies had engaged in
during their honeymoon night.  The potent combination of his wine-inspired
naughtiness and the driving action of his slippery mouth was succeeding in
pushing her onward and upward toward the very brink of totally shattering
release, her body spastically tremoring beneath the overpowering assault
furiously with torrent after torrent of sensual pleasure that had seized
control of it

   Kelly had been hovering on the razor's edge of a shattering orgasmic
release, feeling the gathering fusion of the vaporous sensations of her
nebulous orgasm rising, rising and now gave herself over to Joseph. 
Instantaneously she crested, the amorphous billows consolidating into a
single blustering tempest, dazzling flashes of electric rapture coruscating
through her exuberant flesh.  A deep, almost half-human scream erupted from
her throat and she locked her hands hard in her lover's hair, drawing him
into her with all her might.  He whetted her even higher, driving her
clitoris and vulva into a seething frenzy of radiating desire that mirrored
the shimmering pyrotechnics flaring within.  Her uncorked juices flowed,
inundating his face and cleansing tongue in fragrant stickiness until, at
long last, the frenzied paroxysms were over and she sank back with a long,
exhausted, satiated sigh, releasing his hair and opening her thighs to
allow him to remove his head from between her wobbly legs.

   Joseph lifted himself onto his knees, grinning down at her, the shimmery
juices of her orgasm making his handsome face and his lovely mouth glisten
wetly in the powder room's soft light.  "Well, honey?" he asked.  "How did
you like it?"

   "Oh ...  God!" Kelly moaned, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as his arms
curled about her affectionately.  "Oh God, Joseph, it was ...  wonderful!"
He was holding her affectionately close in his soothing embrace, feeling
the frenetic contractions slowly ebbing away from her body.  She dreamily
thought he might slip his cock in to enjoy the tight grip of her sensitized
pussy around him, but he didn't.  Obviously he wanted to make the evening's
physical entertainment last.  Still, as they cradled each other lovingly in
the shower, she couldn't resist looking downwards to see just how hard he
was.  His imposing erection was brashly extruding out from his masculine
loins, the tissue-like skin stretched taut about the ponderous bole, cabled
with tortuous veins and a meaty mass.  She gaped at his eye-catching inches
breathlessly, her mouth instinctually salivating, the sticky-sweet drops of
pre-come leaking from the fully inflated head tinged an angry purple her
indication that they should move with all haste to the next event.

   Now that it was Kelly's turn to drink, Joseph helped her out of the
shower and into the perfumed boudoir.  He sprawled on top of the
feather-filled comforter and lolled lazily on the expansive bed, the golden
fingers of the late afternoon sun streaking across his golden-tanned
physique as he reached one arm up above his head and leisurely stretched.
The muscles and tendons rippled and flowed in sinuous finesse as he looked
at her, waiting expectantly for her fellatio.  She shook her hair out of
her eyes, feeling as if she were in some sort of delirium.  Lust-driving
thrills of unblushing hunger were immediately surging through her at the
thought of the marvelous climaxes those gorgeously masculine proportions
were capable of producing inside her feminine flesh in the course of a
single long sensual afternoon.  Yes ...  she wanted him in her mouth ... 
his thickened conical shape, thrusting in an elliptical curve like an
overripe banana, heightening her excitement!

   Just as he had done, she blithely took her time, crawling onto the
mattress between his skewed legs, occasionally threading her fingers
exotically upward through her tangled curls, sometimes allowing her petite
breasts to drag voluptuously along the satin sheet as she ceaselessly
teased him in vivaciously sinful tones, her dark eyes locked on the
substantial length of his lavish manhood jutting so lewdly.  Before he was
able to fend her off, she rose up and pressed her body against his, forcing
him back into a prone position across the width of the bed.  With Joseph
completely vulnerable, she pounced, clasping his huge member in her hand.
Kelly's amorous touch made her husband tremble with anticipative joy, but
it also made her gasp hungrily as well.  She began to stroke and firmly
grope him exactly the way he liked it, her savvy fingers playing him like a
flute, manipulating his stocky girth back and forth, treasuring its juicy
thickness.  She had to have it now ~~ the magnificent flavor of that
deliciously lewd penis slithering moistly around in her sucking mouth!



   She began to trail decadently lingering kisses along the slope of his
bullish neck, into the susceptible hollow of his throat, down along his
lusciously dense chest.  She nuzzled the rigid buds of his adorably tiny
nipples, rolling her tongue back and forth across one baby-pink nubbin, and
then let her carnivorous mouth roam down across the sharply creased plane
of his well-muscled abdomen until she was poised on all fours, her head
lowered almost to the tip of his upthrust sex.  He gustily groaned at the
lecherous stimulations her expert lips were sending through his impassioned
body, thrusting his rolling hips down hard against the satin spread.  Her
fingernails scratched lightly over his blatantly straining cock now,
stroking the palpitating flesh lightly with first one hand, then the other,
then rubbing it gently between the palms of both hands, further arousing
him until moans of joy rendered from his lips.

   `Damn, she's sooo good!' Joseph thought fuzzily, surrendering himself
over to the decadent sensations of her libidinous lips and fingers over his
swaying testicles, reaching under his body to probe briefly at the puckered
ring of his anus, retracing their path back to his throbbing penis.  His
head was lifted off the bed so that he could watch the luminous lust
rouging the features of her angelic face, poised there above his trenchant
loins, and his brain drunkenly reeled.  He reached up and entangled his
hands enchantedly in her tousled hair, trying to guide her head down to
consume his boisterously-spearing manhood.  He didn't know why he bothered.
She always won, always got her way sexually if not in all other matters as
well; here in the bedroom, she seemed to be lord and master instead of the
other way around.  Not that he minded, hell, she was so damned good in bed
that it didn't offend his masculine pride at all to have her get her way ~~
because her way was almost invariably the best way.

   "Hurry, please hurry!" he submissively begged.  "Suck it, baby, please,
I'm pleading with you, suck it!" He couldn't have known that Kelly was so
thrilled about tasting him that she could hardly control ravenous desires.
Hearing his humble entreaties devastated whatever little control was
remaining and she immediately plunged her head forward and down, shrouding
the mushroomy dome with her sumptuous lips and drawing forth the lightly
sweet precome that had been anxiously waiting for her.  She tasted his
masculine piquancy, the pungent tang of his uninhibited genitals loosing
unfettered tremblors tumbling through her as she introduced her deviously
limber tongue.  She wielded her lingual organ as a device of ultimate
sensual enticement, swiping concentric circles of liquid fire from the
hefty base protruding from the crumpled veil of the withdrawn foreskin,
glossing along the velvety texture of the wide underside to the spongy
coronal ridge, flickering into the flaring glans opening, drinking up the
lubricating fluid oozing there with caressing, lapping strokes.

   "Mmmmmmmmm!" Kelly hummed beatifically around her husband's hardened
rod.

   "Aaggggggghhhhhhh!" Joseph cried in lust-crazed agreement.

   From her first glorious night with Joseph, Kelly had adored giving him
head as she'd rarely had with any prior lover.  Her previous experience had
taught her to heighten her awareness during the intimate act, to
meticulously observe every nuance, and now she paid close attention to even
the slightest changes and variations that took place ~~ the pearlescent
drops of pre-come as they rolled down her throat; the way Joseph's
indescribably sexy body tensed when she raked her fingernails along his
pendulous scrotum, an invitation to later reconnaissance.  But for now she
wanted to, needed to, swallow him and so she esuriently wolfed him, her
single-minded concentration as full and complete as that of a physicist
applying calculating higher equations.  He was the beneficiary and he
indulged in the concupiscent excess, enjoying not only the ability to
thrust his loins upward, driving the entire length of his fiercely aching
cock deep into the deliquescent immersion of her oscular orifice but also
her nerve-shattering tongue, churning as though it, too, were a thing alive
with a mind of its own.

   Kelly orally enjoyed her inamorata for a few more moments before dipping
downward to explore the wrinkly sac holding his egg-shaped testicles.  She
was thankful he kept himself clean shorn for many reasons, not the least of
which was the aesthetic delight of seeing the distinctly male pouch in its
full naked glory, giving her free rein to discover every tiny pleat and
fold of his scrotum.  The crown of her head rested on his inner leg as she
glorified his prized balls with sweeps of her hungry mouth, her lips
bending to catch as much of his fragrant flesh as possible.  Joseph groaned
again as she resumed caressing him, squeezing and titillating his throbbing
cock with her twitteringly masturbating hand, the driving rhythm making him
squirm and lift his legs and expose his defenseless anus.  She pressed her
advantage, licking along the burnished ridge between his adorably trembling
buttocks, circling tauntingly around his pucker, creaming his inner thighs
with slipperiness, then stiffening her tongue and gliding it into the
crinkled nether hole.  The forbidden, if not unfamiliar sensations, sent
Joseph wild with frenzy and Kelly knew those incendiary vibes just might
send him careening into a sudden to crashing climax.  Quickly she trailed
her tongue back over his semen-churning scrotum, and along his heavy,
sheening, purplish shaft at its pulsating head, and then she slipped her
lips down over it again...

   Despite the possible impending danger, Kelly drew back slightly, so that
she was able to taste the moist stickiness of the savory glans again,
twirling her tongue maddeningly faster around the inflated head.  Then she
began to suck him rhythmically, with all the practiced expertise of the
accomplished fellatrix she proudly was.  Joseph, who had somehow been able
to fend off the firestorm of his infernal orgasm, watched his wife's
convoluted lips working on his beefy cock, observed the adorably feminine
cheeks pucker outward and then back in again as she aggressively sawed her
enveloping mouth the full length of his rigid tool, her breasts dancing
wildly below her pumping head, adding to the inciteful tableau he was
viewing.  The aphrodisiacal sight of her feverishly sucking him never
ceased to increase his arousal exponentially, and his fully-ignited loins
tensed and jerked upward into her stunningly elegant face, all of the
impressive expanse of his penis disappearing with each hard forward thrust,
so that only a small stretch of it showed rose-pink and sleek with
shimmering wetness between her pouty lips.  She looked so supremely
delectable in that position that he knew he simply had to taste her before
he fountained out his bliss.

   Kelly knew Joseph was edging ever closer to his orgasm and so she was
distinctly surprised when he clasped her head tightly and gave a sudden
instruction to roll over into the classic sixty-nine position, a command
she wholeheartedly agreed with and immediately obeyed.  Her heart racing
with bawdy excitement, the quivering vixen crawled over her muscular stud
and swung her shapely leg across his handsome face so that her delectable
pussy was directly above it ~~ and her face exactly above the pulsating
hardness of his immensely tasty erection.  The thought of now being able to
mutually drink from each other, slake their lascivious thirsts upon each
other's sensual delicacy, drove her wild with unqualified lust.  Breathing
heavily through ardently flared nostrils, she let her archly turned pelvis
drop towards her sexy husband's lovely mouth, spreading her legs whorishly
wide.  He immediately curled his hands over the doughy softness of her
rump, grasping her tight around the buttocks so that she couldn't squirm
away in a coquettish tease she was wont to do, and drew her directly over
him so that her outer contours of her showcased pussy.  Almost immediately
his quick tongue lashed out at her fleshy folds, delving incredibly deep
into her honeyed sweetness.  She had needed no priming at all as she was
still juicy-wet from his sumptuous treatment in the shower so she moaned
with unadulterated delight as his lingual organ sluiced through the steamy
wetness of her elated cunny.

   Thrilled with the sweet intimacy of having her beloveds lips locked in a
steamy kiss with her own plush love-lips, Kelly lowered her cheek to nestle
against his tightly grooved stomach, one hand possessively fondling his
thrillingly thick penis while the other reached down to tenderly comb the
tousled hair of the head bobbing hungrily between her spread legs.  She
became almost immediately enslaved all over again beneath the rhythmic
tempo of his lissome tongue, a profound tremor racking her willowy body
from one end to the other as he slithered in serpentine motions in and out
of the creamy silk of her cunny.  She caressed his large head
affectionately, gurgling with happiness as she sensed her hypersensitive
inner flesh fairly seething under his oral titillation, spilling a hot flow
seeping down.  Joseph thirstily imbibed most of the ambrosial nectar,
allowing only a sticky trickle to smear along her velvety softness.

   Kelly writhed naked and wanton beneath Joseph's searing oscular caresses
acting like a bellows inflaming her incendiary loins into a glowing
furnace, her teenageish breasts feeling electric with carnality and giddy
thrills, her usually flashing eyes glazing over as if she were drugged with
a potent narcotic.  She found it nearly impossible to focus on her
lascivious responsibilities of the impassioned 69 they were engaged in with
his ravishing tongue wreaking an enchanting havoc in her adrenalized loins.
The only thing she found herself capable of was fondly worked the fleshy
sheath of his foreskin up and back, eternally enjoying this uniquely
masculine trait, groaning contentedly as his hot tongue flashed and darted
without pause within her desire-imbrued cunny.  With a supreme force of
will against the chaotic excitements teeming through her intoxicated mind,
the sensually-obsessed wife concentrated on giving her beloved pleasure,
reluctantly drawing her hand from his ears she'd been using as a naughty
handle, then parting her own lush lips to let the tapered head ease its way
into the torrid wetness of her greedily welcoming mouth.

   Kelly and Joseph were now fully engaged in the age-old embrace of mutual
oral manipulation, naturally nude, their hands soothing over each other's
perspiration-sheened bodies, their famishing mouths and whirring tongues
submerged in each other's most intimate flesh.  They squirmed and writhed
as though demon-possessed, the slavering sounds of their impassioned
sucklings resounding through the lavish hotel room.  She was mewling and
purring like an oversized kitten as she savored his full-flavored cock
sawing between her massaging lips so deeply that it hilted itself up to his
wiry pubic hair, leaving none of the fleshy rod left to view.  Her ovalled
mouth joyfully swallowed whole the mouth-watering manhood pumping between
her cheeks, enjoying the way it glided back along her curling tongue until
it nudged into her gurgling throat.  As for her man, he was appreciating
the nuanced ways her succulent sex communicated its craving needs, from the
intensely sexy shimmying of her flaring hips beneath his fondling hands to
the seemingly-spirituous gushes spilling freely from the sultry depths onto
his lapping tongue like cabernet from a freshly tapped cask.  He responded
by voraciously consuming her appetizing cunny, paying special attention to
the impeccable delicacy of her precious clitoris.

   It was sweet torture for Kelly, trying to remain calm and patiently wait
for her already germinating climax to wash over her but she did her best to
give Joseph her full attention, wanting him to feel as fantastic as he had
made her feel.  She fellated him joyously, feeling how incredibly lucky she
was to be married to a man who not only was not intimidated by her innate
sybaritic nature but relished it and nurtured her feminine needs with
unselfish masculine passion.  She returned to her fulfilling task with
renewed gusto, shamelessly slurping the pulsating length as his spearing
cock bumped at the manipulating cheeks of her earnestly suctioning mouth. A
breezy sensation of pagan wantonness gusted outward through her loins like
a Saharan sirocco while she sucked outrageously on the lust-quenching rod
of virile hardness.  Her head swam from the heady scent of his manhood,
rich and warm like bread fresh from the oven, while her taste buds
luxuriated in the uniquely spicy zest of his scrumptious penis, noting just
the trace of saltiness where emolliating droplets oozed from its squishy
tip, but this only added to the lubricious excitement raging in her loins.
For the most part his cock was ripe and hard, like steel cloaked in
cashmere, radiating inflaming warmth and dynamically alive, welling
continuously with every ardent lick and suck of her surging lips and
tongue.

   Joseph groveled in his newlywed wife's provocatively doused cunny, her
spasmodic gulping rhythm in finely honed tune to his thrusting tongue.  The
utter abandonment, the complete capitulation to this seemingly-insatiable
vamp overwhelmed him as always, still blotted out any thoughts except the
delicious debauchery of which he was a willing partner.  She was gorging
herself on his throbbing penis, enveloping his full inches in liquid heat,
while he was gluttonously kissing her cunny, noting the way downy thatch
tickled his chin, whiffing the recherché fragrance of her desire-ridden
pussy as blossomed to his loving mouth, allowing him to not only explore
her silky delicacy but also drink deep of the creamy effusion spilling from
this vibrant, sensual female.  Oh God!  He could feel his achingly-bloated
member flow along the inner roof of her siphoning mouth, making his big
balls tingle with accelerating stimulation until his loins seemed to
tremble and quake like jelly.  And in another moment a rasping moan began
to build deep, deep within his chest.

   He breathed hard and blew swirling warmth into her tropical grotto, the
molded cheeks of her ass clenching then relaxing in front of his excited
face.  Her excited gasp sounded out instantaneously and she jerked forward
with his teasing ministration, quickly screwing herself down upon him
harder.  He responded by intensifying this new stimulation, his blasts of
breath exploding into her with tiny, mewling grunts that muffled themselves
into oblivion while he recognized the harbingers of her escalation towards
an inescapable culmination.  Her cunny had flowered open even wider, the
labia now spongy and engorged, and fresh flows of her syrupy-sweet
secretions were now streaming out of her inner channel and upon his chin.
He could feel her muscles hollow and contract around his head and the sides
of his cheeks, crushing her drenched sex on his face, making it decidedly
difficult to breathe.  He meekly endured the tribulation, obsequiously
scouring every doused morsel, his tongue making squelchy sluicing sounds as
it harrowed with each sinfully deep thrust.

   Behind him, Kelly was only vaguely aware of Joseph's hoarse grunts but
extremely conscious of his delectable licking exacerbating her throbbing
cunny, every soul-stirring slip of his twisting tongue inside her
mercilessly driving her on, stroking the inner walls with just the buzzing
tip that made her feel she would melt away.  Her lover didn't mind that she
was carousing in this mire of liquid concupiscence because it incited her
sucking and licking on his thick member with an increasing urgency as best
she knew how, her cheeks bloating and hollowing, her smokily veiled eyes
lustrous, the striking essence of his cherished cock as well as his
ceaseless lapping making her pussy swarm like a beehive.  His majestic body
responded to her ardent sucking, his fully-laden testicles bumping softly
against her chin.  She reached up to once more cup them warmly, milking
them and stroking them with her fingernails.  Again he whimpered, this
tantalization prompting him to introduce an in-and-out pumping rhythm
between the hotly sucking crimson oval of her squishily exploiting lips
with a perfect rhythm allowing her to scrape and nip gently with her teeth
to punctuate his proliferating bliss.

   Again, Kelly came first, triggered by Joseph's ravishing of her lush
vulva, explicitly his lunging into the secret valley to fully expose her
pseudo-phallic clitoris.  He began to suck and tease it unmercifully, his
teeth biting tenderly, his tongue reaming the little button of love while
she churned and writhed above him in a primitive dance.  When he brought
his fingers to the split of her body and slid one in, her inner passage
immediately contracted, opening and closing around his probing digit like a
tight rubber band, betraying that she was almost ready to cum!  He churned
deeper into her gooshy cleft to bring yet further melodious moans from her
filled mouth.  Her twitching thighs clenched him viciously and he could
feel the nearly-liquid membranes slip around his finger as if the nibbling
mouth was trying to cannibalize him.  She drummed her heels against his
shoulders and smeared her palpitating pussy against his face as he
tormented her flame-seared vagina and clitoris.  The cords of her muscles
stood out all along her body and she pulled savagely on his penis with
ever-increasing slashes.

   Then suddenly she stiffened, and Joseph heard her muffled cry.  "I'm ...
I'm going to ...  going ...  to ...!"

   The embankment that had been barricading back her stormy orgasm began to
crack, spilling out flowing bubbles of effervescent pleasures that swept
about it in burbling eddies.  She clenched her incensed pussy on his
skewering fingers and was rewarded with her stomach seething as the
formless barrier deep within splintered with a booming eruption, the
reverberant shockwaves causing her to begin to volatilely twist and wrench.
In the wake of the cataclysmic detonation, a frothy deluge of rushing
ecstasy surged in exultant swirls, the innumerable spouting fountains
rising up to splash their deliquescent joys through her immersed loins in
great, uncontainable tidal waves, one more mighty than the previous.  Her
body mirrored the torrents of molten turmoiled euphoria spurting within,
pouring her girlcome out over his savagely lapping face, the lubricating
fluid engulfing his lips, nose and eyes with the of sticky warmth her loins
until his handsome face was fairly drenched with it, until she grunted the
last, her muscles still heaving spasmodically.

   Despite the capricious spasms she'd been subjected to, Kelly had been
able to accept Joseph fucking her mouth now hard as he could, absorbing him
to its hilt in her frenetic mouth, knowing that she was instigating lurid
waves of inescapable sensation and that he would have to blast soon. 
Totally drugged with her orgasmic dehydration, she heard her man whimper
then yelp as the first rain of his molten seed volcanoed into her throat.
Her head bobbed over his turgid shaft as she sucked the hot shooting jets,
her greedily suctioning mouth salivating as his semen was the very essence
of human existence.  His groans of undaunted pleasure incited her to
greater effort, swallowing every taste of his pearly vintage before his
manhood began to slowly deflate in her mouth.  She waited like that for
some time, vainly hoping for more, then lifted her head and naughtily
licked her lips, not wanting to lose a single drop.



   They had reached the finish, which comes after you've sampled the wine
and tasted it to its fullness.  It's when you let the enormity of the
feeling sink in.

   "So, did you like it?" Kelly flirtatiously asked, still quietly enjoying
the dreamy flavor lingering in her mouth.

   Kelly nodded, a rakish shimmer in his remarkably expressive eyes.  "Of
course, Kell, but I must admit you surprised me." She caught the telltale
trill of humor in his smoky baritone but could not guess what he was about
to say.

   "How?" she finally asked, genuinely intrigued.

   "I thought that at tastings you were supposed to spit it out."

   "Didn't you know?" she teased with a saucy grin, nuzzling closer between
his legs for the final sip of the evening.  "The good stuff you swallow."