“Honey, I’m home.” I redundantly called from the front door as I walked in from work, who else would be using a key to let themselves in our front door at 6pm on a week night.
“In the kitchen. Dinner will be about 10 minutes.” Kendall called.
After putting my work bag down, I followed my nose to the kitchen. Kendall was preparing a roast dinner to help us celebrate our second wedding anniversary and it smelt delicious.
“Mmm, smells good.” I said as I settled myself against her back, wrapped my arms around her waist, and nuzzled her neck. My comment a double entendre because not only did the roast smell good, Kendall was wearing my favourite perfume.
“Thanks honey. Sorry to say you smell like the city.” Kendall replied as she prepared the greens to go with the dinner, “Go have a shower and get comfortable while I finish up here.”
I had to admit I felt rather grimy after having travelled by public transport work and back, I normally worked from home and office days were few and far between, we had both been a little miffed when I was asked to go in today of all days.
“You sure I can’t do anything to help?” I queried to make sure I wouldn’t get in trouble for leaving her to do all the work on our special night.
“Go. Enjoy a shower if I left you any hot water. But don’t take too long, I’m hanging for a drink.”
I gave Kendall a gentle peck on the cheek and took my leave to have a quick shower, my right hand running over the curve of her hip and across her butt. I loved the feel of her firm cheek in my hand as I gave it a quick squeeze.
It took seconds to strip off my office clothes and I stood under the refreshing hot shower. While I wash away the day let me get the introductions out of the way, I’m Mark. I’m 25 years old, 186cm tall with short dark brown hair and usually clean shaven. I work out and play cardio sports so have a well toned body, no Arnold Schwarzenegger but in good shape. I am a little more than average in the groin region, when flaccid on a warm day I am around 10cm long an 3cm across, when fully erected I grow to 16cm long and 5cm across.
Kendall is 23 years old, 175cm tall with mid back length wavy auburn hair verging on red. Beautiful green eyes that contrast to her hair spectacularly. Kendall does pilates and cardio type sports so also has a well toned body easily fitting into size AU8 clothing. She sports perky A-cup breasts that look bigger on her toned body than what they really are. Her areola and nipples are a couple of shades darker than her breasts with her nipples are around average size when she is relaxed, however when she is aroused they almost double in height and become rock hard which can be a pleasant problem as she is very sensitive and the slightest touch or breeze gets them firm. Being a firm A-cup she doesn’t have the need to wear a bra, and doesn’t own one. Not that I am complaining as I enjoy seeing the shape of her nipples under her clothing almost as much as I like seeing her bare breasts.
Kendall and I have known each other for 15 years, we started going out as friends 10 years and got together short afterwards. We moved in together soon after Kendall finished high school, her parents moved away and she wanted to stay close to the opportunities she had at hand, and we got married two years ago. Although we had a short break of 2 years when Kendall went to boarding school to finish high school. A time that we mutually agreed to see other people as we didn’t know at the time if the distance between us would quell our relationship. History shows it didn’t and we believe we are better for it.
I finished my shower, dried myself and dressed in a pair of chino dress shorts and polo shirt before returning to the kitchen where I was greeted by Kendall’s beaming smile as she handed me a glass of sparkling wine.
“To our second anniversary.” Kendall announced as she held her glass between us.
“Our anniversary, may there be many more.” I replied as I tapped my glass against her’s.
We each took a sip of the wine, “Mmm, very nice.” I said as the liquid washed over my tongue, “Almost as good as the offering this morning?”
“This morning?” Kendall looked at me quizzically, “We didn’t have … oh” she blushed when she realised what I meant. I had woken her up by eating and fingering her pussy until she filled my mouth with her delicious juices.
“Well I let someone else do the work and splurged on a couple of bottles of Moet and Chandon.” Kendall replied.
“No expense is too great for you my honey.” I replied as I took another sip, “and it will go very nicely with dinner.”
“But if you want dessert you will need to make it yourself.” Kendall added.
I smiled at what I guessed was a hidden message in that comment and asked “Is that an invitation?”
“Since when have you needed an invitation to eat me for dessert?” Kendall asked as she glanced down at my crotch and saw the obvious bulge of my stiffening cock, “Looks like you could do dessert first.” istanbul travesti She teased as she rubbed the front of my shorts.
Now I could say it was the banter that had me ready for her but that was only part of the cause. While I was showering Kendall had changed into a very sexy white floral minidress for dinner that she knows I love to see her in. A perfect choice for a balmy summer evening meal on the alfresco deck between our house and pool. The skirt of the dress best described as a mini skirt, barely 30cm from the elasticised waist to the hem she had no hope of it covering neither her bottom nor her pussy when she sits down. I knew her back was bare from the waist to the neck. The neckline of the dress being best described as plunging, all the way to the waist band. The inside swell of her breasts clearly on display as well as her navel. The material barely 6cm wide over her breasts leaving plenty of skin on display at the outer swell of her breasts as well. On a larger cup size she would have been displaying plenty of side and under-boob.
“Well in that dress I could definitely be tempted to start with dessert.” I replied as the oven timer announced the dinner show due ready.
“Hold that thought while you help me dish up.” Kendall said as she handed me the oven mitts.
It was torture to be moving around the kitchen with such a sexy distraction right next to me however we managed to eventually get the dinner on plates and to make it to the outdoor eating area. I had made it without disgracing myself or ripping Kendall out of her dress. Then we sat at our glass topped outdoor dining table and dinner became a delicious torture.
The food cooked to perfection, being sexy is far from Kendall’s only talent, however it’s Kendall sitting opposite me that is the torture. With her minidress riding up her hips as she sat down, I could clearly see the white lace of her knickers in the v between the hem of her dress and her thighs. Not only that I could see the darker shadow of her auburn curls through the lace. Not that I am complaining.
I would prefer it if Kendall threw away all her knickers, I rarely wear underwear and find it rather restrictive. I have been working on Kendall to ditch her’s for pretty much ever, but that is another story. Unfortunately she only occasionally gives in to my desires in this regard so we came to a compromise that we could both live with; I could replace all her ‘sensible’ cotton knickers with ones made of sheer and lace material. Being see-through I get to see her beautiful pussy or butt only slightly obscured while she has the security she feels from being covered. This morning I added to the collection with a dozen new pairs of both lace and sheer materials, and a new bikini as well. Looking at the pattern of the lace I suspect she has a new pair on.
I reach my leg across the void between us and run my toes up and down her right shin, when at the top I wriggle my big toe between her knees hoping she consents by relaxing her legs and letting them drift apart. She smiles at me as she eats and watches my foot under the table. A few mouthfuls later her knees relent and I can run my toe up the inside of her thigh until my foot rests on the edge of her chair. Her upper thighs still to close for me to reach my goal.
“If you eat your dinner you can have dessert.” Kendall teases as she sucks suggestively on a whole baby carrot.
“Promises.” I reply as I lick gravel from my fork, Kendall doesn’t relax enough for my foot to advance and my leg starts to cramp anyway from the odd angle under the table so I drop my foot from her chair.
We both realise we are slouching and sit up at the same time. Kendall tucking her feet under her chair without realising doing so makes her knees spread, the movement attracts my eyes again and I see that not only is the material covering her pubic mound visible under her dress, so is the material covering her beautiful pussy lips. I see the hunt for unlined knickers has been worth it, the outline of her lips visible through the lace, I can’t wait until she tries on a sheer pair. My cock hardens at the thought that I can use the lack of coverage as reason to ditch the knickers all together as she gets used to them.
I acknowledge Kendall talking to me, asking about dinner, “Yes, very delicious.”
“Where was your mind?” Kendall asks as she closes her legs.
“On your pussy.” Honesty is always the best policy. Kendall smiles as she puts the last of her food seductively into her mouth before licking her lips. I too finish the last of my food.
We sit, talking about how happy we are, how lucky we have been to have shared not just a couple of years together but 15 so far as we finish the last of the champagne. We had already been friends for longer than many people are married so we have lots to be grateful for.
Finally we decide to clear the table and move to the next part of our evening, I have a hard time hiding my erection, not istanbul travestileri that I really needed or wanted to. Kendall squeezing me every time we passed, my hand finding her firm butt in return.
Once everything is packed away I take a second bottle of Moet & Chandon and a couple of glasses to the poolside while Kendall visits the toilet. I handed her a glass as she sat on the sun lounge beside me. We settled back to relax after our long days at work. I could think of other things I would like to be doing with such a sexy lady however I know she still needs to decompress after work before she could enjoy, and the second bottle of champagne would help too.
I lean towards Kendall from my sun lounge to top up her glass, she has her eyes closed as she relaxes. I scan her body with my eyes as I pour the champagne, her soft full lips of her mouth enticing enough to devour, her small yet very sexy breasts slowly rising and falling as she breaths deeply, her bare navel waiting to be licked, her naked pussy waiting to be … wait, what, naked pussy. Kendall had obviously decided that knickers are no longer required tonight much to my delight. Her thin luscious inner lips seductively visible between her puffier bare outer lips nestled below her prominent clit and clit hood all capped by her trimmed curls above. My cock pressed hard against the waistband of my shorts.
“What are you doing?” Kendall asked, obviously sensing my proximity, her eyes still closed.
“Drooling.” I answered.
“So you like what you see?”
“Always. Does this mean you didn’t like your new knickers?”
“Not at all, but I thought you might like this look better.” A grin came to Kendall’s lips, her eyes still closed, she had emptied her glass enough for me to drain all but a mouthful of the champagne from the bottle while I continued to admire her body.
“Oh, you know I definitely like the bare pussy look most.”
“My pussy is bare, we waxed just the other day.”
“Yes, I mean bare as in no knickers.”
“I know, so you can see this better.” Without opening her eyes Kendall reached her empty hand to her pussy lips and parted them. She was already very wet and her hole open behind her lips. I tipped the last mouthful of champagne into her welcoming tunnel, Kendall’s hips jumped at the intrusion of the cool liquid and bottles inside her vagina and her eyes flashed open.
“Did you just waste the champagne?” She asked as she went to sit up. I put my free hand on her naked stomach to hold her on the lounge.
“No, but you will if you sit up.” I said as I put the bottle down and manoeuvred myself between her legs, my mouth enveloping her pussy lips so I could drink the mouthful of liquid, along with her own juices, from her chalice.
“Mmm, I love when you eat my pussy, but keep that up and I will cum.” Kendall purred.
“Who’s eating?” I asked as I sucked the liquid from Kendall’s pussy, “Mmm, a very pleasing blend I must say.”
Kendall placed her hands on my head as I licked and sucked on her pussy, sucking her inner lips hard until I felt them swell in my mouth then I worked on each outer lip before seeking her clit and sucking it until swollen too.
“That’s so good, I’m close.” Kendall purred.
Wanting the night to go as long as possible I eased up on Kendall’s clit and moved my fingers between her swollen inner lips, the tip of my finger sliding without resistance into her gapping hole. Kendall rolled her hips so that her pussy pressed hard against my hand, my palm resting over her mound, middle finger in her vagina, ring and index finger between her outer labia and thigh. I squeezed them together hard and pulled on her pussy.
“Yes, I like being stretched.” Kendall purred as she tugged on my cock with her left hand. I hadn’t realised she had slipped her hand into my shorts until that point I was so involved in drinking from her pussy. Her right hand moved to the back of her neck, she tugged on the knot holding her dress up, untying it, then pulled the triangle of material from her right breast. My gaze attracted to her hand as I continued to play with her soaked pussy, watching, waiting for her nipple to come into sight, I knew from the peak I saw earlier on her left breast that her nipples are aroused. Then it came into sight and I nearly came in Kendall’s hand.
Attached to the base of her nipple was a gold ring, her nipple sticking through the middle. Hanging from the ring was a gold teardrop just over 20mm long with an emerald coloured gem stone set in the bottom of the drop. Kendall mistook the movement in my cock as I responded to what I saw as a sign was close and released it from her grip.
“A little gift for you.” Kendall said as my eyes moved to her face, “I sense you like it.” She smiled as she gently ran her finger tips down the underside of my shaft.
“Yes. I do like it. Do you?”
“I do. Another compromise I hope you appreciate often.”
So now you know another fetish Travesti istanbul of mine, intimate piercings. I have been working on Kendall getting 4 total, her nipples, her navel and clithood. So far Kendall has only considered her navel and always come up with a reason not to so far.
“I will. Thank you.” I couldn’t reach her mouth easily to give her a kiss so kissed her pussy instead before moving to get a better look at her jewelled nipple. I could now see that the ring was staying in place by being slightly smaller in diameter than Kendall’s relaxed nipple, as it was now very much aroused it was trapped until she relaxed again or some good lube and tugging was applied.
“Doesn’t it hurt?” I asked with concern.
“They pinched a little going on but now it just feels very pleasurable. I’m dreading taking them off though because I don’t think my nipples will be relaxing anytime soon.”
I kissed her right nipple again as I watched her left nipple come into sight, it too trapped in a gold ring. I kissed it as soon as the material of the dress uncovered it, then sucked her jewelled nipple into my mouth. Kendall’s body tensed up as she forced her breast against my mouth. “I so want you right now.” She sighed as her hand returned to my pulsing cock.
Releasing her nipple from my mouth I stood up and removed my clothes in record time. Kendall stood a little wobbly from having had the lion’s share of the champagne and pushed her dress from her hips to pool at her feet. She was the picture of sexy womanhood standing in front of me, her nipples adorned with her new rings and her glistening puffy pussy lips between her legs capped by the patch of auburn hair above. I stepped to her, took her face in my hands and kissed her passionately. Kendall returned the kiss as she reached to my cock and stroked my shaft. She lifted her left foot to the sun lounge for support and pulled my cock towards her now spread pussy lips. I stepped in to her and she guided my head into her hot, wet tunnel. My left hand dropped to her breast and my fingers pinched her trapped nipple as I flexed my hips and drove my erection deep inside her body until I felt her pubic bone press against mine. Kendall lowered her foot back to the ground, now impelled on my cock.
“That’s it, fill me up and take me over the edge.” Kendall panted as she began to lift and lower her body by doing toe rises, sliding her wet muscular walls on my erection. I am so glad she wears her Ben Wa balls to pilates. I returned the motion, pulling my cock out of her tunnel as she lifted her body and driving it back deep as she lowered herself. We grunted and panted like teenagers behind the changing sheds as we drove each other closer to our desired releases.
I felt Kendall’s legs begin to get wobbly, mine weren’t far behind, as she stepped away from me she pulled my cock from her currently not so tight vagina. She put her right hand on my left shoulder and guided me to sit on the sun lounge, my erection sticking straight up from my lap glistened in the dim light as she straddled the lounge. Taking my cock in her hand she guided me back to her opening before lowering herself onto my cock.
Leaning forward she kissed me deeply before sliding her tongue between my lips and searching for my own. I felt her trapped and engorged nipples rub against my own as she ground her pussy on my cock. They felt like they could cut glass.
“Fill me with your seed.” Kendall demanded as she tucked her knees onto the sun lounge beside my hips and started to ride my cock, “After tonight I want to be pregnant.” She added in a near whisper.
I returned her movements with strong hip thrusts, throwing her body around with each movement, she managed to hold on like a good bronco riding cowgirl, our pubic bones crashing together as she landed each time and my cock rubbing her g-apot before hitting her cervix. I gave up trying to keep my fingers on her clit as she rode me and cupped both breasts in my hands instead, perhaps it was the heat of the moment but then again I have been noticing for a couple of weeks that they seemed a little larger and somehow firmer in my hands.
“Fill me Mark. I want your cum deep inside me.” Kendall panted as I felt her vagina muscles clenching tight around my cock. I felt my balls tighten against the base of my cock and as Kendall dropped hard on my lap my orgasm swept over my body. My cum filling her hot tunnel with not one, two or three but four hot loads in quick succession. I felt her muscles convulse around me as her own orgasm took hold, she shot multiple streams of hot girl cum liquid against my pubic bone and her vagina milked my cock until I had no more cum to provide.
Kendall kept pounding her pussy with my cock until her orgasm subsided. My cock momentarily softening inside her as I was done but now ready for round two with her orgasm running for so much longer than mine. Kendall collapsed against my chest as she caught her breath, her vagina still massaging my growing cock still deep inside her. I held her tight and rubbed my hands up and down her back as I kissed the side of her neck. We sat that way for quite a while, me enjoying the warmth of Kendall’s vagina on my cock. Kendall occasionally squeezing me with her muscles, until at some point I think she dozed off.