Welcome HomeMy flight home had arrived mid-evening and I was exhausted from the trip. Luckily the ca
Welcome HomeMy flight home had arrived mid-evening and I was exhausted from the trip. Luckily the cab driver knew where he was going and the traffic was light due to some odd holiday or other. I called my wife from the airport to tell her I had landed; that I was looking forward to having her in my arms once more. After taking one long insanely hot shower, of course. I had been sitting in the cramped center seat of a business class flight for more than eight hours and I could barely keep my eyes open. Isabelle’s voice was the sweetest I hard heard in days and I could not wait to get home to her. She told me I had a surprise waiting for me when I arrived and she could not wait for me to see it. As the cab finally pulled up to my front door it was like a weight had fallen from my shoulders as the tiredness of an extended two-week business trip gave way to the joy of being moments away from my home, my bed, and my loving wife. As I closed the door behind me, Isabelle stepped into the foyer with her surprise. She was fresh from the shower, wearing nothing more than a wet bath-towel that barely covered the curves of her hips; her long shining hair matted along her smooth shoulders and framing her smiling face. She stepped in close to me and locked her lips on mine, snaking her tongue into my mouth. It caught me by surprise and I fell into her embrace, dropping my bags heavily to the floor. With a wicked smile across her face Isabelle stepped back and let slip her bath-towel, letting it slide from her gloriously naked body. I was speechless with my jaw hanging open, my eyes desperate to take every sexy inch of her in their lusty gaze.A warm purr of conceit left her lips as her plan had given the effect she wanted. She did not give me any time to recover; instead she just dropped to her knees onto the discarded towel and slowly opened my pants; freeing my cock into her hands. It did not her take more than a few moments of sensual stroking and I was already stone-hard for her. She gripped my balls possessively as she stuffed my length down her throat sucking me hard and fast. I slid my hands into her hair, urging her on. My wife has always loved to suck my cock and swallow my seed, and the way she was hammering my meat down her throat and torturing me with her viper-like tongue, I was going to blast my load far too soon. Within minutes she had me moaning, my balls twitching dangerously in her hand. Isabelle knew that I was getting close and went right in for the kill. She slipped her hand under my balls and dove straight down, taking every inch of me into her throat; humming softly and sending intense vibrations rolling up and down my shaft. I lost control instantly. With a loud thrusting grunt I shot my load deep into her throat. Several long jets of cum erupted from my cock, so much so that my Isabelle almost could not take it all. After all I had been gone for two weeks. She pulled away suddenly, letting the last few spurts land across her breasts as she milked my cock for every last drop of cum. I leaned back against the door in a daze watching her lick and suck my cock clean then cupping her tits and licking my cum from them as well. All the while with her sexy eyes locked upon my own. When she was at last done she stood up, stretching up on her tip-toes to kiss me softly on the lips, and to whisper in the most sultry voice you might imagine, “Welcome home, darling.” -- source link