Is She or Isn’t She? Part Three

Copyright Deni Wom 2004

He awoke to the sibilant whisperings of her as she lay on the bed next to him. Pretending to still be asleep, he listened to her soft sexy chuckles as she giggled her mirth with what must have been a close friend. “Yes, I helped him cum onto my panties.” Then “Oh god did he cum hard! His face went bright red as he shot it right onto the cummies already there.” And then “Yeah baby, lots and lots of cum. They were totally soaked. I walked in just as he was smelling them. He even got some on his face as he was smelling them.” After a short pause, “He almost passed out he came so hard. I put him to bed, …… he is still sleeping.” Not tonight honey, I am just too tired, maybe tomorrow? …………….. OK, Bye honey, …… love you too, bye.” She blew a kiss to the caller and lay there as he realized there was something on his head, covering his face. It felt wet.

He decided to try to wait her out, wait until she went to the bathroom or something before he moved. Better that she did not know he had heard her talking. He felt like he was eaves dropping on her private conversation. Then he started to get antsy, suspecting that the caller had been her lover. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He started to fidget a bit, trying to stay still, but not entirely succeeding. Finally he heard her chuckle and then get up. He heard her walk to the doorway and clump down the stairs. He reached up and felt soggy silkiness.

Sitting up, he pulled whatever it was off his head. Looking at it, he realized it was her cum soaked panties. He rubbed his hand over his head and felt the globs of cum on his hair. He reached up again and felt something strange around his chest. Looking down he realized that she had somehow snapped her bra around him, and his pecs were filling the lacy cups. Reaching behind himself, he struggled to reach the clasps there, but could not. He began to struggle to get it off of him, but succeeded only in getting a cramp in his latissimus dorsi. He looked up to see her amused eyes watching him.

“The hook is in the front between the cups baby.”

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO ME GOD DAMN IT!” He felt so ripped at her! He struggled to calm himself.

“Come on, lets take a shower together honey. I will wash all that cum out of your hair, OK?” she answered calmly. She held out her hand to him as she turned toward the bathroom. Still flushed with rage, he sat there watching her leave the room.

“Come on honey, lets kiss and have fun, OK? I need you to make love to me, baby, come on in here and bathe with me.” There was an undertone of boredom in her voice that exacted his attention.

His anger collapsed and he got out of bed. He reluctantly padded into the bathroom to see her nakedness retreating into the shower. His glance fell to her thighs and he could see long drivels of white cream running down toward her knees, partly dried. His face again flushed bright red, but this time it was from shame, not anger. Confused, he chastised himself for feeling that way. Then, irritated, he wondered why his prick had begun to rise again. By the time he was in the shower, his cock was rigid.

“MMMMMM! Wow baby, hard again! Perfect! I need you to penetrate my body baby. Here bend over, let me wash your cum filled hair. Shhhhh! Don’t talk, you will get shampoo in your eyes honey. Be quiet now while I wash your whole body, then you can wash mine, OK?”

And she did, she washed him from head to toe. She spent a lot of time caressing his cock and his balls as he stood there forgetting everything except her hands and her gorgeous body. She turned him around and gently ran her hands under and between his cheeks. She caressed his bottom opening, circling it with her finger. She dipped in further and further as she wetted him deeper and deeper. She began to run her finger in and out of him, causing his cock to pulse in rhythm to her movements. Adding another finger as she penetrated him there, she caressed his cock a bit as she pleasured him. Then she added a third. He was moaning in desperate need by the time she commanded him to lean forward horizontally, to support himself on his knees with his hands.

She turned her hand over and inserted her middle finger up inside him searching for the nodule within. Finding it, she caressed it until he could stand it no more and began to expel his love cream into her cupped hand. He marveled at the quantity of it having been encouraged this way. It was more than he had ever produced before by far. It looked much more watery than his normal love spew.

He watched her move her hand to her mouth drinking it, then licking her hand clean of it. She pulled him upright, and stood in her tiptoes to kiss him. She probed with her tongue until he relented and opened his mouth to her kiss. He felt the liquid wetness of his own cum enter his mouth as she pushed her tongue to force it from her own cavity into his. “Swallow it honey, swallow it for me baby. OK? Please baby? Do it for me baby?” She watched him swallow tentatively. “All of it honey. Don’t waste any of it. It is too precious to waste baby.” He swallowed the rest as she smiled her most dazzling smile at him. “Thank you honey. That meant so much to me. You are my hero honey. My hero and my beloved husband. I love you more than words can say baby.”

His knees were so wobbly that he had to sit down. He watched her wash her delectable body from a new, lower perspective. She teased him with her fingers entering and stimulating herself. She moved the hand wand to her opening and turned it to the pulsing setting. He could see the globs of whiteness begin to run from her opening as she pulled her lips apart. The pulsing water surged into her and the resulting backwash was filled with milky white cum globs. When he tried to caress her, she hissed, “Just watch me baby! Watch me frig myself to orgasm. Watch my cunt quiver as you look up inside me baby! See my fingers fucking my cunt hole baby? Watch me cum, of ….. goddd oh goddd honey goddddddddddddd! OH god here I go baby!!!!!!!!!!! I’m cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmminggggggggggggggg!”

Watching her orgasm, he felt his cock begin to harden again, but this time the ache began at his anus and continued up his cock to the very head. This erection hurt like hell! God it was like his cock from top to bottom had been blown up too far. He remembered his first wet dream years and years before, and realized that it was that same aching sensation. He began to try to grasp it and squeeze it to stop the tremendous ache, but it was no good. Groaning he wished for the first time in his life he was not hard and stiff.

Dragging themselves out of the shower, they each dried themselves, his cock waggling mercilessly in painful erection. She held his hand as they left the bathroom, turning back his bed. She giggled at his bounding aching hardness. She pulled the covers up on him again, kissed him like his mother would, then fell into bed exhausted. She was breathing rhythmically in minutes. He lay there exhausted, but unable to sleep from the grinding merciless ache in his prick.