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Little Surprises	By : ffoxxy Category: 1 through F > As Time Goes By Views: 3037 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Little Surprises
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 3
- 4
- 5
Part 4
Jean slowly opened her eyes, wondering what time it was. Blinking a few times, she frowned when she noticed it was still dark. Looking at the clock, she groaned. Why was she awake? It hadn�t been but two hours ago that she and Lionel went to sleep. Sighing, she looked at Lionel and smiled. He had such a satisfied smile on his face.

An evil grin crossed her lips as an idea popped into her head. Carefully sliding under the covers, Jean found Lionel�s flaccid cock and slipped it into her mouth. Moving her head up and down, she worked the soft flesh until it became rigid. Feeling his cock hardening and growing longer, Jean let it slip from her mouth. Flattening her tongue on the swelled head, she gripped the shaft then moved her tongue back and forth and around before dipping in to tease the tiny opening.

Feeling Lionel shift against her, she moved to accommodate him and smiled when he spread his legs apart. Knowing just what to do to make him buck his hips, she grabbed a pillow then slid her mouth over his cock all the way to the base, contracting her throat around the head. Slipping the pillow quickly into place, Jean let his cock slip from her mouth as his hips landed on the strategically placed pillow.

Spreading her own legs further apart, she reached between them and dipped her two middle fingers inside her wet pussy. Fucking herself, she ground her teeth together to keep from crying out as she squirmed to keep from losing control of what she was doing.

Taking her slippery fingers from her pussy, she moved them against Lionel�s puckered ass hole. Slowly, she worked one finger in, wiggling it about to loosen him before working the second finger in. Taking him back in her mouth, she began to work him again, swirling her tongue around the head then working her way to the base and swallowing against the tip sliding into her throat before pulling back and repeating. With her free hand, she gripped the soft sac below, squeezing it gently as her mouth worked his cock...the fingers of her other hand, working his ass.

Tasting the pre-cum and hearing his groans, Jean carefully repositioned her bent legs so that she was straddling one of Lionel�s legs. Pressing herself against him to keep him from thrashing about and knocking her off the bed, she began to rub her sensitive pussy against the hairy leg beneath her.

Setting up a rhythm between her hands, mouth and hips, Jean moved faster and faster until she felt Lionel�s hands on her head. Letting go of his balls, she let him thrust his hips�fucking her mouth as he strained for release. Feeling the hot streams of cum hitting the back of her throat and slowly slide down, Jean came herself as she continued to rub against Lionel�s leg. Sucking the cock in her mouth, until there was nothing left; she swallowed, licked it clean, then pulled her fingers from his tight ass.

Slowly moving from beneath the covers, Jean shook her head�how could he still be asleep? There was no way she could have continued to sleep if he�d had his face buried in her pussy. Leaning over, she kissed him softly, making sure he wasn�t playing at being asleep. When all he did was sigh her name and turn his head, she slipped from the bed and grabbed her robe, deciding to go and get a midnight snack made of food instead of Lionel.

~*~

Lionel slowly opened his eyes, and reached for Jean, but she wasn�t there. Had it only been a dream? He frowned. If it was a dream�how the heck did a pillow get under his hips? Hearing a noise from downstairs, he decided that Jean must have decided to get up.

Sliding out of bed, he stared at his robe a bit before deciding against it. The mood he was in, it would only be on the floor in a matter of minutes anyway, besides�it was only he and Jean in the house, and it wasn�t as if she hadn�t seen him naked before. He grinned as he walked down the stairs, his wife was something else.

Standing in the door of the kitchen, Lionel watched Jean as she fussed with the dishwasher before turning it on. Following her movements, he felt his cock twitch back to life when she bent over the table, her ass peeking out from the hem of her very short robe.

�Don�t move.� He growled as he moved behind her.

Jean jumped at the sound of his voice then moaned at the feel of his cock pushing against her ass. �Lionel.� She breathed.

�I woke and reached for you, but you weren�t there.� He leaned over her, slipping his cock into the crack of her ass. �That was some dream. Best wet dream I�ve ever had.�

Jean chuckled. �Lionel, we can�t do this here.�

�Oh, I don�t intend to fuck your wonderful ass, but I am going to fuck you here on the table.� He growled into her ear, making her shiver.

Jean pushed against him. �Then wait. Let me stand up.�

Lionel stood up and looked at her quizzically as she stood up and turned around. �What are you going to do?�

�Close your eyes.� Jean commanded then waved her hand in front of his face to make sure he wasn�t peaking. Moving to the cupboard, she grabbed the oversized silver platter and quietly placed it on the table. Dropping her robe, she stepped into a chair, climbed onto the table and positioned herself over the platter. �You can open your eyes now.� She whispered and waited.

Lionel slowly opened his eyes. The sight that greeted him made his eyes bulge and his cock bob in appreciation. There was his wife, her pussy ready and waiting for him on a silver platter. �Oh god.� He finally managed to moan as he moved forward.

Licking his lips, he bent over, his tongue dragging the length of her pussy as his hands pushed her bent legs back. Stopping to tease her clit, he felt Jean�s legs start to tremble. Moving away from her clit, he tickled his tongue against her anus, smiling at the whimper that escaped Jean�s lips as he pushed against the puckered hole, sliding his tongue inside. Pulling his tongue out, he licked a path from her ass to her clit then down to slide between her swollen lower lips.

Jean tossed her head from side to side as she gripped the sides of the table. �Lionel, please. Ohhh.� She screamed as an orgasm ripped through her, making her back arch and her muscles tense.

Lionel moved up, his tongue making a wet trail over her stomach to first one erect nipple then the other. �Mmm.�

Jean tangled her fingers in his hair and held him to her as his mouth tormented the taut flesh, only loosening the grip to let him move to the other breast. �Oh god, Lionel. That tongue of yours is wicked.�

Lionel pushed up and looked down at her with a grin. �Something else is even more wicked.� He whispered as he pushed just the tip of his cock inside her. �I want to fuck you from behind.�

Jean swallowed, letting him turn her over and slide her forward so that her feet were now touching the floor so she was bent at the waist over the table, the silver platter now at the opposite end away from her.

Lionel pushed Jean�s legs apart and gripped her hips. Pressing his cock into the crack of her ass, he slid down toward her pussy then thrust inside as deep as he could. Rubbing his hand over her ass cheek, he gripped the tender flesh in his hand then kneaded it with his fingers before letting go and slapping it.

Jean caught her breath as the sting of Lionel�s hand slapping her ass made her eyes water and her pussy grip his thrusting cock. Gripping the sides of the table once again, she began to pant to keep from crying as Lionel continued to slap her ass, alternating from the left side to the right, each slap harder than the last. The burning sensation in her ass spread through her body, making her buck back against Lionel, meeting him thrust for thrust and urging him to move faster and harder.

Lionel stopped slapping her ass and gripped her hips as he thrust one last time as deep as he could, shouting her name as hot jets of cum filled her gripping pussy. Slumping over her, he licked the sweat from her shoulder as the last of his cum finally dripped from his cock. He�d been so lost in his own orgasm, he wasn�t sure if Jean had climaxed, but the feel of her inner muscles still gripping at his softening cock, reassured him that she had.

�Oohh.� Jean whimpered as she let go of the table. �Lionel?�

�Mmm?� a hum was all he could manage.

�Take me upstairs and fuck my ass.� She whispered breathily.

�Jean.� He groaned. Pulling out of her, he stood up and gently caressed her red and hot ass cheeks. �I�m sorry, Love. I didn�t mean to hurt you.� He leaned over and placed a tender kiss on each cheek.

Jean smiled as she stood up and turned to face him. �It stings, but having you spank me as you fucked me, only made me want you to fuck me even more.� She kissed his lips.

Lionel smiled appreciatively as she bent over and picked up her robe. �Ready?� he wrapped his arm around her waist, his hand caressing her ass as they moved toward the stairs.

�We really should clean up our mess.� Jean said as she looked at the messy platter still sitting on the table.

�It�ll keep.� Lionel kissed the side of her head and kept moving, guiding her up the stairs. His cock was recovering, and thoughts of burying himself deep in her ass, made it twitch.

Jean looked down at his cock then smiled up at him as they entered their bedroom. �Recovering nicely.�

�Yes.� Lionel agreed then groaned when Jean climbed on the bed on her hands and knees and pushed her ass up, spreading it apart. �Then fuck me.�

to be continued��
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