I stared down from my position on the ladder. My breathing ragged. I was completely overwhelmed by the shear sexual beauty of Becky's sperm-laden face. In complete awe of the unbridled passion that just took place between the two of us! My dripping cock, which stuck straight out from the open zipper of my cum saturated trousers, remained rock hard in my hand.
She looked up at me, her eyes glazed over with newfound pleasure and her face streaming with my wet offerings. Her breasts heaved under the saturated blouse she wore as our eyes met in a lustful stare; a stare, which wouldn't have been broken even if a freight train suddenly thundered through the kitchen. Not a word passed between us.
Everything seemed to have stopped during those passionate smoke-filled moments. The movements and sounds of the outside world ceased to be. The only movement that existed was the wanton sexual activity transpiring between my wife and I.
The only sounds were that of my cock being wetly jacked off, moans of hot pleasure and our labored breathing. This feeling of solitude continued while we looked into each other's eyes. Then, the sounds of the world filtered back in around us, breaking the spell.
"I really got you THAT stiff, and made you spurt THAT hard, just by smoking a cigarette?" she asked, cum still dripping from her face.
I nodded.
"AND LOOK! JESUS! You're STILL hard!" she exclaimed, running her hand up and down the sticky length causing more cum to ooze out.
I nodded dumbly, again.
"WHEW! Okay then," she breathed. "Let's go and see if we can make this thing go down!"
She led me down the ladder grasping the head of my stiff member. She picked up her cigarettes and lighter, and we made our way into the bedroom, with her pulling me along that way. After placing the cigarettes and lighter on the night table next to our bed, she quickly undressed. I struggled to remove my cum-soaked clothing.
We lay on the bed in a heated embrace, our passion renewed. I kissed the cum off her face as I roughly stabbed my cock into her wet pussy and began a slow rhythm that had us both panting before long! Our love making continued at this deliciously slow pace for a while... that is, until she decided to 'turn on the heat!'
She was moaning when she casually reached over and pulled out a fresh cigarette from the pack on the table next to the bed.
My blood began to boil watching her put the filter tip between her painted lips. She lit it... and my plunges into her pussy suddenly became harder and more insistent. She took a long cheek-hollowing pull on the filter with the glowing tip of the cigarette only millimeters from my face.
I started to slam my rigid organ into her with such force, it made her gasp the tight ball of smoke down to her lungs. She looked SO FUCKING HOT with her face contorted into a mask of complete ecstasy, her mouth gasping open as she pulled the cigarette away from her lips! I was fucking her cunt as hard as I could by the time she pursed her lips to begin hotly blowing the smoke in my face! After her exhale, she SCREAMED out in orgasm while I rocked her back and forth, smacking her head against our bedroom wall.
After her orgasm subsided, she calmed down enough to continue her 'bad girl' smoking act for me, an act she would perfect in the years to come, as I fucked the hell out of her... casually smoking as if nothing much was going on! At one point, she even reached for her lipstick and re-applied a fresh coat before taking another sexy drag! THIS was a calculated move on her part! A stroke of genius!
Watching her do this had its desired effect on me! My balls churned. I began to spurt as I pulled out and made my way along side of her body, on my knees, trying to get to her face in time.
The anticipation of the impending sperm bath was clearly visible in her facial expression. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open in a slight smile as she pulled the lipstick coated cigarette, balanced in the 'V' of her fingers, away from her full lips to inhale the mixture of smoke and air. GOD, SHE LOOKED HOT!
I wanted so much for that moment to be forever suspended in time. As if captured in a photograph or paused in a video. BUT, there was no way on earth of hold back the forceful orgasm in progress!
By the time I reached her face, my cock was already squirting like a ruptured water main! I jerked off just above her ovaled lips as she exhaled smoke all around the spurting head. I had never cum SO violently in my life! All of the first four pulses shot from my cock in long ropes past her smoking lips. The ending drips fell in gobs all over her face. They sailed across the bed to land on the pack of cigarettes and in the ashtray on the nightstand as her smoke curled around my pumping cock in hand.
She blew the smoke hard enough to reach my face. Second hand smoke...BAH!! Even the heady aromatic smell made me shoot HARDER!! I angled my prick down to criss-cross her face with several lines of hot jism! I angled it down even more to rub the head all over and around her Oshaped lips while I was still spurting hard.
She was moaning and encouraging me the whole time to be my nastiest....
"Oh yes honey," she moaned. "Be my lipstick! Ah, shoot harder! Coat my lips! Shove your dick up against my face while you're shooting off like that! DROWNED ME IN YOUR CUM!"
I couldn't believe she had another orgasm during all that, fueled by what she was saying AND DOING! She took to my fetish quicker than it took me to build it over the years! I could tell that the best was yet to come. More forbidden lust waited!
The whole experience, that hot summer's afternoon, was nothing less than a hardcore wet dream come to life!
She was late for work... and I still hadn't fixed the kitchen light...
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