."So what does it feel like?" I asked."I'm assuming you're talking about my orgasms."I nodded.She paused for a moment, as if to think of a detailed an... personal answer. "Intense. It feels intense. It feels like I'm ready to burst down there, but in an extremely pleasurable way - a pleasure that takes over my whole body. And when I reach my climax and those fluids squirt out of my body, there's just nothing like it. The squirting is the best part." I love how you described it like it. It's so. This sound advice is the reason why, though the blowjobs may have worn off for me in recent times, I still get to wank on M's tits at least twice a week, that of course is also down to her love of watching a cock cumming, but I will tell you more about anotherr time.Anway this short story is one that turns me on but it shouldnt really. She tells it in acouple of different ways depending on her mood, if shes feeling horny she puts one slant on it, if shes feeling pissed off the opposite, you. "What do you want for today's installment big guy?"With my finger I pointed to the floor. She immediately dropped to her knees and awaited instructions. "Suck my cock cookie slut. I don't want to shoot off in it this time...I just like how you suck cock." She smiled up at me and sucked on it again taking it deep them using her forefingers on the frenulum to bring me right to the edge.I pulled away from her mouth before I could cum. "On your back! Spread em!"She did as I said, holding her. Then they made way for Susie, who pushed through them, went down the porch steps and stood over her husband.His face looked chalky in the moonlight, like he was going to be sick to his stomach.She said, "Brian, I won't be home tonight. After work tomorrow we can talk. If you want."He was staring bug-eyed at the moon-white naked split of her pussy. His mouth worked. No words came out."Tomorrow evening," Susie said.At last he rose shakily to his feet and went, legs wobbling, out the gate.