Date: Fri, 15 Apr 2005 13:10:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mel Melissa <melmelissa1965@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mel to Melissa, Part 7

Through the hazy gauze of sleep, I felt the sheets slowly move down my
body, and then the firm but delicate touch of a hand moving along my outer
thigh, to the top of my hips, then back down my leg to repeat the journey.
I was awake now but kept myself from revealing that fact.  The cool morning
air was bringing my nipples to attention, and when the hand moved across my
belly and down towards the other leg, brushing my mound as it passed, I
smiled and reached out my left hand, grasping his magnificent shaft.  I
found the head oozing pre-cum and used my thumb to trace tight circles
around its width.  My eyes opened to find Tom looking down at me, a
devil-may-care look in his green eyes.

"You sure know how to wake a gal up."

"Well, it looked like you were having a rather intense dream all night,
moaning, panting.  I thought you might need some relief."

My hand stopped stroking him as the dream suddenly came rushing back to me.

"Oh my God, Tom, it was such a wild dream.  I dreamt that I had ... I don't
know, gone sexually insane or something.  I was insatiable, and had no
regard for polite society.  And I found myself committed in some
institution, where they were trying to help me but all I wanted was cock
and more cock, it didn't matter when or where or how many, I just wanted to
be filled up with cock, used and abused like a slut whore...."

Tom looked at me, hurt in his eyes.

"You mean I'm not enough for you, Melissa?  Have I shirked my duties?  Have
I failed as your husband?"

"C'mon, sweetheart, you know you're the only man I'll ever need.  And don't
give me that hurt puppy dog look.  I felt that magnificent prick of yours
grow harder by the second as I told you about the dream.  I think you like
the idea of a slut whore wife anyway."

I turned on my side and slid my right leg over him, holding his cock in
place while my slit ground over its purple head, and our lips melted
together.  My nipples brushed the hard muscles of his chest, tingling, then
I shifted a bit and offered my breast to his hungry mouth.  Tom's morning
shadow brushed across my tit as he enveloped the nipple, teasing it to its
full, straining hardness, releasing it with a pop and then vibrating his
tongue against it.

I slipped my leg back off of him so I could explore his hardness with my
hand as he continued to pull and suck at my nipple and tit.  My thumb and
forefinger formed a tight "O" and began to stroke up and down the massive
length.  He groaned into my breast and then moved toward the other one as I
held his shaft with my thumb and drew my fingers under his balls, tracing
my finger nails along the soft nuts, gently cupping each one.  Then my
fingers came together and went up the length til they reached the head,
where they pulled and tugged.

I was on my knees now alongside Tom, my breast in his mouth, my fingers
teasing his cockhead, and Tom slipped his right hand up between my thighs,
splitting my lips apart, then tracing his finger forward toward my clit,
circling it gently.  I straightened up, my hand stroking the full length
now as his fingers slid between my lips, making me tremble as I began to
pant.  My left hand held his wrist in place as I ground myself against his
fingers and began to cum.

"Oh ... my ... God!"

I moved my leg over his hips and pressed my chest into his as our tongues
entwined again, his cockhead sliding around my slit.  He was shifting into
position but I wasn't ready yet and so I slipped my leg back off of him and
kneeled at his side.  His hand danced down my side to my butt as I smiled.

"You made me feel so good, now it's my turn."

My hands moved toward his chest, exploring the huge muscles and the
six-pack abs.  My left hand moved down his thigh as my lips found his
nipple, gently first, and then harder, until he was moaning loudly and
undulating beneath me, arcing his chest toward my hungry lips.  My hand was
dancing along his thigh, passing nearer to his glorious erection, and when
I caught the shaft in my hand again, he began to buck and thrust against
it.

I pulled off of his chest and moved toward his mouth, his arms pulling me
in for some more deeply passionate kissing.  Pulling my lips from his, I
held his gaze.

"You're the only man I need."

He smiled and kissed me again, until I pulled away and started moving down
his torso once more, kissing and nibbling my way toward his manhood.  I
kneeled between his legs, his penis rising next to my face, and I looked up
into his eyes again.

"This is the cock I want."

I rose til my lips were above the glistening head, then I dribbled the
saliva out of my mouth onto the head and shaft.  Stroking it again, I
encircled the head, my tongue dancing lightly across its smoothness, then
settling along the underside, I vibrated my tongue on his sensitive spot
until his moans and bucking told me it was almost too much for him to take.
I was going to make this treat last, so I released the head and dove down
into his crotch, licking and kissing his sac, tracing my tongue everywhere
until it was wet with saliva.  My fingers again holding the head, I began
to explore the full length, licking all along the shaft until I reached the
head again.  I moved my hands alongside his hips and captured his cock in
my mouth, finally, and slid my lips down the shaft til his hairs tickled my
nose, then I slid back up where I used my lips to massage the purple head.

He was bucking his hips against my lips now, and I slipped my mouth off of
him.

"I want you to fuck my face til you cum."

I captured his cock once again, and held my lips steady as he began to
thrust into my hungry mouth.  I made sure that my mouth was just beyond the
head, so that he had to thrust upward, then pull his cock away when his
hips grew tired.  I loved the feeling of capturing his cock inside me as he
thrust it forward, and he gave my mouth the fucking it craved: short and
hard, then long and slow and back again.  All the while his hands were on
the back of my head, pulling my hair out of the way so he could watch his
slut whore cock hungry wife devour what he fed her.

Finally, his hips sunk back into the bed and he moved my head down, and now
I was in control and forced more and more of his cock into my mouth, until
he started thrusting into me again and I felt his body begin to stiffen.

His cock started to jerk inside my mouth and soon my mouth was filled with
his nectar.  I wanted it to last, so I opened my mouth and released his cum
back over him.  I wanted to really enjoy his man juice, so when his
thrusting subsided, I immediately went to work enjoying my reward.  The
mixture of cum, saliva and sweat was heavenly.  I licked and cleaned every
inch crotch, balls and magnificent cock, then I slowly laid myself along
side him.  I slipped my leg across his and slipped my hand on his stomach
as I watched his breath slowly recover.

Then we kissed once more, softly, my hand patting his chest.

"Like I said, you really know how to wake a girl up!"

I slipped off the bed and walked toward the shower, and as I hoped, I felt
his hands slip around my waist as I started to open the shower door.  I
turned around and smiled.

"Still hungry for more?"

His cock was already rising towards me and I grabbed it and pulled him into
the shower with me.  Our tongues found each other again, and he grasped one
leg and held it around him.  After a moment, I slipped off of him and moved
him into the center of the bath, where the spray from both shower heads
met.  Squatting down, the warm spray hit both sides of his cock as I
brought him back to a full, gloriously erect state, then I bent over to
hold the safety bar while he slipped behind me.  He slapped his cock along
my slit, then slipped it up inside me.

My eyes closed as he began moving in and out of me, my ass moving back to
meet his thrusts, one of his hands holding my hips while the other reached
for my hair, pulling it back as he thrust and thrust until my orgasm began
to shake through me.  I spun off of him and slipped him back into my mouth,
holding his hips for support as I pleased him and teased him.

"I'm your slut whore baby.  Cum on me.  Paint my face with your cum."

I moved his hand to his cock and started stroking him, then I sat down and
waited for his load.  His hand danced over his cock as I cupped my breasts
and pinched my nipples, and then his back arced and cum ropes burst forth,
hitting my face and tits.  He moved forward and I slipped him back inside,
cleaning his juices off, and letting him soften in my mouth.  Then I traced
my finger over my face, drawing his nut juice toward my hungry lips.

"Maybe I should start calling you my Slut Whore, huh?  Would you like that,
Cum Hungry Slut?"

I looked at his cock and then into his eyes.

"Yes, I'd like that."


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