Reader Prompt Season 2 - Ep #1 - It Flowed From Her Core
Stick With It Because This Story May Well Be Your Cuppa!
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Readers Prompt by Andrew Byrne in bold.
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It was rich and flowed straight from her core; how I loved that taste until a familiar yet unexpected salty tang punctuated Luna’s sweetness. I got a full hit when a few drops of thicker, stickier cream slid across my tongue, burning every taste bud like a forest fire consumed them. The thick, musky flow from my wife’s fuck hole coated my tonsils until I gulped hard and swallowed.
She’s cheated!
Fucking slut!
I leaned back on already aching knees, panting heavily, panicking, and pressing my ankles on the wooden floor, staring at her glistening slit. In the darkness of our bedroom, I felt terrified and smacked my lips, rubbing my tingling tongue against the roof of a burning mouth, checking Luna’s flavor against hazy memories of my past cunnilingus forays inside her.
I had tasted my salty load a few times during tawdry, out-of-control moments after masturbating, collecting a thumb-full before licking that forbidden veneer with trepidation, then devouring it in a puff of sleazy taboo. I’d also licked Luna’s pussy after fucking her, and this pungent, musky flavor invading her sweetness, burning my taste buds right now, was the same as I remembered from those times.
Oh fuck!
Oh my fucking god!
I squinted at my wife’s blonde pubic hairs, searching for any sign of errant semen drops clinging to one or more of them, but I couldn’t see anything untoward because it was too dark.
Luna’s rhythmic breathing suggested she was in a deep sleep, so I flattened my tongue again, gently spread her thighs wide apart while thumbing aside her drenched gusset, and leaned back in to give her more head. I cautiously plowed my tongue up and down my wife’s creamy furrow, checking for more salty residue amid her usual sweetness. A sliver of pre-menstrual metallic delight sometimes tainted her flow, but I couldn’t detect that tonight.
Only the saltiness I didn’t want to taste recurred, making me pray I was mistaken.
Luna slept soundly, and while she wasn’t drunk, my wife was comfortably oiled by a few glasses of champagne she had enjoyed with friends at a jazz bar downtown.
As I licked her aromatic pussy, before swilling and swallowing, I became convinced I was cleaning a man’s semen out of my wife’s fuck hole. I felt ashamed because I couldn’t stop eating her pussy even though I suspected, but couldn’t prove, Luna’s infidelity.
When my tongue brushed against her swollen, sticky clitoris, my wife quivered, and she growled in ecstasy from somewhere deep in a pleasant slumber. Luna slightly twisted her hips, almost waking up, so I stopped licking and swallowed what I had harvested, cringing in case I had just gorged on another man’s cum.
After I slid my finger along her creamy gusset, checking for semen, I slipped my wife’s panties back into place, making sure the inadequate fabric shield covered both swollen labia. Luna’s cunt was wet, as were her panties, but that might be arousal, and I could hardly convict my wife of five years on pure speculation and a tangy, suspicious taste perhaps not entirely correctly remembered.
Luna rolled over and reached across the bed, swishing her arm everywhere, searching for something. She leaned up, saw my shadow, and reached out to me.
“Andrew?”
“Yes, honey.”
“Where are you?”
“I’m right here, darling.”
“Why am I still clothed?”
“When I collected you from the club, you slept in the car, so I carried you inside and was just about to undress you.”
“Come to bed, Andrew, please. I need to cuddle you.”
I turned on a sidelight and slipped out of my clothes while Luna awkwardly undressed, flailing around on the bed. When she slid down her panties, I saw my wife checking her gusset while screwing up her face, then pulling on her lip and frowning. She glanced at me with a guilty expression that vanished when she realized her reveal. I smiled, so she tossed her panties away and wrapped both arms around my neck.
“You know, don’t you, Andrew?”
“Know what, honey?”
“Are you being coy, darling husband?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“You’ve licked my pussy. I know how it feels after you go down on me.”
“Okay… sorry… yes I did.”
She looked worried, glancing down at her pussy in a way that confirmed to me something naughty had happened inside her. I licked my dry lips, holding back a maelstrom of emotions, not knowing whether to scream, cry, or hide my suspicions and dive right in.
“How did I taste?”
“Very nice.”
Maintain the status quo, for fuck’s sake.
Save your marriage.
You should never have asked her to cuckold you.
“I was dancing a lot and should shower before you lick my pussy.”
“I didn’t want to disturb you, Luna.”
“If you want to fuck or lick me, you can always help yourself, honey, but I should be clean.”
“Yes.”
“Shall I shower right now, then? You can resume your good tongue. I’d love to be licked before sleeping.”
“Umm… must you shower… can’t we jus-?”
“It’s entirely your choice, honey.”
Without Luna’s admission of infidelity or my accusation of her wrongdoing, I had nothing to go on and must dive right in or raise alarm bells. Her sultry expression tore open my wife’s inner slut, freeing the best part of her sexual being.
My heart fluttered while butterflies raged in my stomach, and every muscle twitched from an adrenaline overload. I blinked, lost control of my expression; I thought perhaps I’d inadvertently given the game away, but still, her pretense of innocence held our marriage together.
“Would you sit on my face, please?”
“Are you sure, husband? I feel very creamy and wet inside, and there is much arousal coating my swollen petals… I’m ovulating, you see.”
Maybe that’s what I tasted.
“I want you to feed me pussy, Luna.”
“Okay, baby. Lie on our bed, and I will make you eat me.”
A frisson of excitement lifted me as Luna maneuvered around our bed, cocking a leg across my body, pausing and smiling down while I gazed at her pink slit covered by a soft mat of blonde pubic hair.
I trembled, partly from the fear of my wife’s infidelity but mostly because she looked, sounded, and felt so horny. Her warm body straddled my chest, and Luna wriggled her swollen pussy lips past my chin, leaving a wet trail until she settled her swollen lips on my tongue.
In the dim light, as she moved, I squinted for a moment until Luna settled, and my worst nightmare was realized. Momentarily, I saw that my wife’s gaping wide, bright pink pussy hole had been fucked. An unmistakable aftershock of Luna’s soft pink tissues pulsating revealed a fuck hole resuming its former size after someone had availed themselves of it.
Her cunt was swollen and slightly raw from a thorough pounding, and that gave Luna away.
Tiny teardrops of semen pockmarking my sweet pink target were evident, and I knew my life would never be the same. If I had any lingering doubt my wife had cheated, it was wiped away at that moment, along with the evidence disappearing onto my tongue as she sat fully down, and I licked with no clue why I would.
Luna’s pouting pussy lips were spread wide open, and she relaxed on my mouth, sluicing copious cum across my tongue and into a throat that choked before swallowing. Her sweet and salty pussy nectar was unmistakably the result of an extramarital union, but while I sobbed lightly, rueing an end to my treasured relationship, I couldn’t help sliding my tongue deep inside Luna, begging for more sweet and salty ambrosia.
She fed me, rocking back and forth, riding my lips, grinding a sticky pink clitoris into my nose. Luna moaned lasciviously, then screamed when an orgasm fluttered deep inside her, and she reached for my cock, gripping tightly and wanking it until all seven inches reared up solid.
Luna sat up higher and hitched her ass cheeks back, offering me her anal whorl, and I desperately licked the spangled ridges like there was a vortex sucking me in. I felt ashamed of my disgusting, cuckold behavior but couldn’t stop. I was desperate to pierce her sphincter, licking the soft tissues of a tight back passage.
When more salty semen flowed onto my tongue from her sticky, tight hole, I was stunned, realizing someone had fucked my wife in the asshole, too. I fed on her bull’s cum, until Luna denied it to me and rocked her pussy back into place on my lips, feeding me.
She came again, exploding like a hurricane, swamping me with swollen lips while sluicing a mixture of pee, hormones, and semen down my throat. I was in heaven, licking, sucking her hole, and feasting, rejoicing my dear wife’s infidelity. When the last, powerful jet soaked the back of my throat, Luna half-cocked her leg off my head, stared down, and grinned.
“Was that good, Andrew?”
“Yes… but why did you stop?”
“Can you reach for my handbag, sweetheart?”
“Of course.”
I reached over the edge of our bed, onto the floor, and lifted her bag, passing it over. Luna smiled lovingly at me, still dripping cream onto my lips.
She pulled out a thick, blue latex dildo that looked slick, recently used, and with a few blonde pubic hairs slathered on.
Next came a bottle with a black and white label, and I spotted the brand name Jizz. I was utterly taken aback when Luna used a tapered nozzle, inserted it into her pussy, and squirted.
“What the fuck are you doing, Luna?”
“I’m refilling my pussy hole with artificial semen for your creampie honey. I’ll fill my back passage again, too, if you’d like that.”
“You mean all the cream I just swallowed isn’t real?”
“Mine is real, but the semen isn’t.”
“What the fuck is it?”
“Jizz… well, not real Jizz.”
“I don’t understand, Luna.”
“It’s water-based and salty, smells, and looks exactly like semen. Jizz is designed for girls to give their husbands a face-sitting surprise.”
“Seriously? You weren’t fucked at the club by another guy?”
“Of course not, honey. I would never cheat on you. We’re soulmates. Do you think I would wreck our love for a sordid affair?”
“I thought you had done precisely that, Luna.”
“No fucking way. I got talking to my friends last week, and a couple of them had the same problem we do.”
“What’s the problem?”
“We like the fantasy of cuckolding but would never try it.”
“What did your friends suggest?”
“A dildo and bottle of Jizz, both used in the club toilets before you collect me. It’s convincing, right?”
“I was sure you had cheated, Luna.”
“Did you really think I didn’t feel you licking my pussy when I pretended to be asleep? Oh… and those gasps of surprise… oh my god, Andrew, I wish to fuck I could have seen your face.”
She couldn’t stop laughing and wriggled down my body, cuddling close and hugging me tightly.
“I love you, Andrew.”
“I’m so relieved, honey. I’ll never mention cuckolding again.”
“I’m glad about that. We’re a great couple, and I love you dearly, leaving me with one question.”
“What’s that?“
“Are you ready for a second helping, and which holes would you like to feed from?”
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