The Taste That Changed Everything

Sometimes life gets incredibly busy, especially when you have a family. Sometimes you're so busy with the many responsibilities of life that time flies by and you forget that it's been weeks since you enjoyed your wife's pussy. Sometimes you're so exhausted by all of life's responsibilities that you don't feel an overwhelming need for her pussy until you're looking right at it.

Nolan had that experience on a Saturday night. He'd just taken their two sons and a few of their friends out for pizza and then dropped them off for a sleepover at a friend's house and stepped into an entirely quiet home.

"Violet?" he called out.

"In the bedroom!"

Nolan's excitement was instantaneous. It was too early for bed, which meant there was a very good chance that Violet was planning on welcoming him inside her. Suddenly any exhaustion he'd felt was gone and in its place was a strong sense of desire that swelled in his loins.

Nolan practically ran up the stairs and towards the bedroom. His beautiful wife was lying on her side in the bed and smiling at him. She had on a simple-but-sexy black bra and panty set. His eyes roamed over the curves of her body. She seemed turned on as her chest was lightly flushed and her cheeks were rosier than usual. Nolan wondered if she'd been masturbating while he was gone.

"You look so beautiful," he said.

Violet bit her lip playfully, rolled onto her back while looking over at him, and cupped her breasts. She arched her back, moaned softly, and replied, "It's been too long since I let you have me. Much, much too long. I'm sorry about that, baby."

"It's not your fault. Sometimes we get really busy."

Violet ran a hand down her stomach and between her legs. She rubbed her pussy through her panties and moaned softly. "That's very kind of you, but it's my job to take care of you, baby. It's my job to see to it that you're satisfied, and I know that my pussy satisfies you so much more than your hand does."

Nolan moved towards the bed but Violet held up a hand and he stopped.

"Did I give you permission?"

He smiled and his pulse quickened. Every once in a while Violet offered Nolan just a hint of domination by taking control in the bedroom. It was a gentle form of domination when she did it, but it was everything he wanted.

"No, you didn't."

"Stay right there and watch me play with myself," she said with a smile.

Violet closed her eyes and slipped a hand into one of her bra cups. Nolan watched her fingers grasp her bare, soft flesh and dreamed of doing the same thing. He loved his wife's breasts. He loved how soft they were. He loved that they were a little bigger than he could fit in one hand. He loved how sensitive her nipples were, how she almost always moaned when he touched her in the right way.

She slipped a hand into her panties and Nolan watched her masturbate slowly. She arched her back again, this time deeper, and moaned loudly, though her fingers still moved at a languid pace, as if Violet was in no rush to climax.

Watching his wife masturbate for a few minutes was enough to leave Nolan hard as a rock, a sight that put a smile on Violet's face when she turned and looked at him. She then pulled her hand from her panties and almost immediately licked her slippery fingers clean.

"Mmm, I taste so good," she said softly. "Would you like to taste me, baby?"

He nodded. "It's been so long. I miss your taste, Violet. I miss your pussy. I want it so badly."

She glanced at the bulge in his pants, smiled, and said, "I can tell. Why don't you strip for me?"

Nolan hastily removed his clothes and tossed them aside. He stood naked with his hands at his sides, though he desperately wanted to masturbate.

Violet moved to her hands and knees and crawled towards the edge of the bed before settling on her stomach. She beckoned Nolan to come closer and reached out to grab his cock once he was close enough. She stroked him a handful of times and then took him in her mouth. His dick throbbed as her tongue danced around the head for just a few moments. Her ass looked perfect in the thong and she moaned while fellating him, sending waves of pleasure down his shaft.

His cock departed her mouth and Violet said, "Rub my back."

Nolan offered a massage without a second thought. He liked rubbing her naked body, especially on nights when she offered him the domination he craved. It was an act of service to rub her, to relax her, to pleasure her, and Violet was almost always immensely aroused after a massage.

He rubbed her skillfully and without any impatience. He would have been happy to spend the next hour massaging her body as doing so kept his desire humming at a low-but-thrilling level.

Five minutes into the rub, Violet moved to her knees and crawled forward until her lace-clad breasts pressed against Nolan's chest. She smiled and kissed him deeply as he ran his hands down her back and grabbed her ass. Violet stroked his cock a little, too, moaning into his mouth as she did so.

"Your dick is so hard," she whispered.

"It turns me on to rub you."

"Yeah? You like working to make me feel good, baby?"

Even that question was enough to turn him on, especially since it was delivered in such an erotic tone. "I do. I love rubbing you. I love touching your naked body. I love working to relax and please you."

Violet kissed him again and said, "Then get back to work."

She spun around, crawled forward, and laid on her stomach once more. Nolan's body hummed with desire as he began to massage his wife's beautiful legs. He'd done it hundreds of times in their marriage and he knew how to make her feel good. He knew how to relax and arouse her. He knew that rubbing her inner thighs always produced a moan. He knew that rubbing her ass always made her exceptionally wet. He knew that rubbing her feet and calves was a surefire way to relax Violet. He loved that he knew how to make her feel so good, how to offer his submission to her desires in that small way and to please her in doing so.

Ten blissful minutes passed before Violet rolled onto her back. She smiled, sat up on her elbows, and used her feet to tease the head of Nolan's cock. It wasn't quite a footjob, but it felt spectacularly good and he would have been more than happy to stand there all night and enjoy her gentle teasing.

"You're making so much precum," she said with a smile.

"I'm really turned on. I really, really want you."

She seemed giddy. "I suppose I should let you have me. You can start with my toes. They're quite messy. I'd like you to clean them with your tongue."

Nolan felt the kind of excitement that manifested in his chest before spreading throughout his body as he dropped to his knees by the side of the bed and cleaned his precum from his wife's feet. It was such a kinky thrill, in part because he was licking her toes and in part because he was consuming his sexual fluid.

"Mmm, that feels so good," Violet said softly. "And I love that you're cleaning up your mess, Nolan. I love that you're licking up those sweet juices."

Nolan cleaned every drop of his sweet precum and then Violet gave him permission to slowly - and she emphasized slowly - work his way up her legs.

"Thank you," he said. "Thank you for letting me worship you, Violet."

"You're welcome, baby. Just take your time, and don't you dare kiss my pussy - even through my panties - until I give you permission."

He kissed her calves and shins before saying, "I won't. I'll be good. I'll wait for permission. I want your pussy so badly, but I know that I have to wait for permission."

As Violet watched him kiss her legs - and do so slowly - she pushed a hand into her panties. He heard her wetness as she fingered herself. He heard her arousal, her desire. His lust deepened at the idea that his wife enjoyed dominating him in this gentle manner, that it actually seemed as though it got her exceptionally wet to take control.

"It feels so good when you kiss me like that," Violet said softly. "When you concern yourself with my pleasure."

"Your pleasure is all that matters."

She smiled and pulled her fingers from her pussy to lick them clean. Violet moaned while doing so and Nolan couldn't help but want a taste of what she was licking.

"Can I taste them?" he asked.

"Not yet, greedy boy."

She grasped her breasts through her bra and moaned as Nolan's lips found her thighs. He kissed halfway up one leg before moving to the other, kissing back down to her knee, and moving up again. Violet reached down a few times to run her fingers through his hair and caress his face a little and when Nolan looked up it seemed to him that she was getting increasingly excited at the prospect of him reaching her pussy.

"You can kiss all around my panties," she said softly as Nolan neared her crotch. "You can kiss the very edge of them, too. That's all you get right now, though."

He kissed the lacy edge of her panties and the skin around them. He kissed her stomach and moved up to her belly button before heading back down to her panties. He kissed his way around them a handful of times and his cock throbbed throughout.

It was the smell that Nolan found most enthralling, though. The scent of her arousal was strong and he yearned to plunge his tongue inside her, to taste the sweet juices of her desire, to close his eyes and bathe his tongue in the wetness of her flesh.

Violet sat up and removed her bra, exposing her perfect big breasts. He stared up at her hard nipples before she smiled, slowly fell to her back, and beckoned him.

"Worship them," she said softly. "Worship my tits while you grind your cock between my legs."

Nolan crawled forward and took one of his wife's nipples in his mouth as he pressed his cock against her panties and moved his hips in slow circles. He pushed forwards and pulled back. He ground himself all over her, generating blissful friction while he felt the heat and wetness of her pussy emanating through her panties.

"You're so wet," he said.

"Like you wouldn't believe," Violet replied with a smile.

"I want you so badly."

She guided his mouth back to her breasts and said, "You have to wait until I give you permission. You have to wait to claim what you crave, Nolan. You have to worship me until I say you're allowed to taste my wet pussy."

Nolan groaned, but in the best way possible. His dick was so hard it damn near ached. He could feel the precum dripping from the tip and mixing with his wife's wetness. He pressed harder against her crotch, doing so with such vigor that he worried he might injure his cock. Nolan couldn't help himself, though. He wanted his wife so desperately.

"Kiss your way down my stomach," she said. "Then you may kiss my panties everywhere but against my pussy."

Nolan wanted to rush down her stomach, but he knew better. He took his time. He kissed her warm, soft, smooth skin all over, working his way down and back up again while fondling her perfect tits. His cock dripped precum onto the bed and his balls felt impossibly tight against his body as they yearned to release his seed.

The scent of Violet's pussy filled his nose once more and he took a moment to appreciate his body's visceral reaction to that scent. It was like it was calling out to him, like its sole purpose was to draw him to her pussy so he could fill her, fuck her, and cum inside her.

He kissed his way all over her panties, avoiding the one spot she'd forbidden him from tasting. He felt her wetness on his chin a few times and yearned so badly to lick it clean. He refrained from doing so, though, as his desire reached a fever pitch and left his body trembling.

"I need it, Violet," he said. "I need to taste you, to kiss you. I need your pussy."

"I know you do," she said with a smile. "You may kiss it through my panties."

Nolan pressed his lips against her lace-clad pussy, closed his eyes, and lingered there as he savored the warmth and wetness against his flesh. He kissed it softly and pulled back to lick his lips clean. The taste was faint but exquisite.

"You taste so good," he said.

"Yeah?"

Nolan nodded and Violet smiled in a bright, beautiful manner.

"Kiss it again. Kiss my pussy again. Kiss it over and over. Show it how much you love it. Kiss it like a good boy and I'll let you lick it. I'll let you put your tongue inside me. I'll let you have what you want."

Nolan kissed her panty-clad pussy over and over. He pressed his lips hard against it. He pressed them against her clit, too, eliciting a moan each time he did it. Violet reached down to gently run her fingers through his hair while she moaned. She seemed utterly enamored with his desire to shower her pussy in affection and the stiffness of Nolan's dick proved that he was even more enamored than she sensed.

"Put your tongue inside me," Violet instructed as she reached down to pull her panties aside.

Nolan did so without hesitation. He looked up at her and plunged his tongue as deep into her pussy as he could go. His nose rubbed against her clit in the same moment that his eyes went wide from the taste.

Violet tasted different than usual. Much different.

She put a hand on the back of his head and applied pressure. Somehow his tongue went even deeper inside her. The taste got stronger. Nolan moved his tongue around. He moaned. He rubbed his cock against the bed.

"Can you taste it?" she asked.

He looked up and nodded as best as he could with his face pressed so hard against her pussy.

"Do you like it?"

He nodded again.

Violet moaned. "He tastes good, doesn't he?"

Nolan moaned louder. He'd suspected from the moment his tongue entered her that another man had been inside her. That another man had been inside her without a condom. That he'd left something inside her. She'd just confirmed it, though, and she'd confirmed that she'd tasted his cum before, too, a small bit of information that made Nolan's entire body tremble with desire.

"He had me while you were out. He had me in our bed. I cuckolded you in our bed, Nolan, and not for the first time. I let another man cum inside me in our bed while you were out at a play date. I let him cum inside me twice in the bed we share."

She released her grip on his head and Nolan pulled his tongue from her pussy and looked up at her.

"Did I say you could stop eating my pussy?"

He shook his head.

"Get back to work."

It was such a thrilling command. So much so that he plunged his tongue back inside her and moved it vigorously. He searched for the other man's cum, for whatever remained of it. He licked vigorously and Violet moaned.

"That's good," she said. "Lick up what you can find. Lick up his load. Do as you're told and lick up his cum. Lick it out of my pussy. Today was the first day I let him fuck me bareback, but it won't be the last, and the next time I'll make sure you're here to lick up his mess as soon as he pulls out of me. You'd like that, wouldn't you? This is your naughty little fantasy, isn't it?"

"Yes," Nolan answered. He'd confessed that fantasy years ago, but outside of a few handjobs while talking about, Violet hadn't mentioned it again and Nolan figured it was dead and gone as an idea. He couldn't have been more excited to be wrong about that, though.

"I need you inside me, Nolan," Violet said after a lengthy pussy worship session.

He crawled on top of his wife and slipped into her pussy. They kissed deeply as he began to thrust in and out, though Nolan went slowly to prolong the pleasure of being inside her after another man had fucked her twice.

"Is it good with him?" he asked. "The sex? Is it good?"

"It's great. I wouldn't fuck him if it wasn't great. It is, though. He's incredible, Nolan. His cock is long and thick and it reaches places inside me that yours never has. He has such stamina, too. He fucks me as long as I want, as I need, as I can take. I'm just sorry I took so long to act on your fantasy."

Nolan fucked her faster and harder. He couldn't help himself. He was already close to cumming and his body had taken over.

"Make me cum, baby," Violet said. "Make me cum as I think about him!"

It was the hottest thing Nolan had ever heard. He was inside his wife and she was thinking about another man. He wondered how many times that had already happened without him knowing about it.

"Cum in me!"

"Did you say that to him?" Nolan asked.

Violet smiled. "I did. I begged him for his load. I begged for it in my pussy. I wanted him to cum in my pussy, baby. I wanted him to cum in my married pussy!"

They came together. Nolan buried his dick inside her and let loose a series of grunts and groans while cumming in his beautiful wife. She climaxed hard and then wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him tight like she never wanted to let him go.

He kissed her neck and caressed her hair while his heart pounded and his chest heaved from the exertion and the sheer, overwhelming pleasure of his climax.

Finally, after a long and largely silent comedown from their orgasms, Violet released him from the tight grasp of her legs, caressed his face, and asked, "Are you okay?"

He smiled. "I've never been better. That was incredible."

"You're not mad that I cuckolded you without telling you?"

He shook his head. "Maybe it's messed up, but I kind of like that you waited until you were having unprotected sex to tell me. I like that I found out when I put my tongue inside you."

Violet kissed him deeply and let her tongue explore his mouth in a way Nolan found massively alluring.

"If you meant the thing you said about me cleaning you right after he's cum inside you...I'd really like to do that."

"I meant it. We just have to find some time for it. Maybe next weekend?"

Nolan couldn't have been happier. "It's a date."

They kissed again and he marveled at how his cock remained stiff inside her.

"Could I fuck you again?" he asked.

"Absolutely."

Nolan was a very, very happy man.