Adultery A Swinging Odyssey by Pimanko-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

In the back of his mind, Gerald still half-expected Aiko to stop Bob before he got any further. He even thought she might be testing him to see how far he'd let Bob go before he stopped him. Little did he know that Aiko had the same thought. She thought Gerald was testing her to see how far she'd go before she stopped Bob.

Bob had no such thoughts. He knew exactly what he wanted, to take advantage of this unusual and unexpected turn of events. He continued kissing and fondling Aiko, arousing her even more.

As Aiko became more and more excited, her mouth turned dryer. Butterflies flew in her stomach. She glanced to her husband to gage his reaction. His eyes were wide, glued to the scene in front of him. He only nodded.

Bob removed the blouse and tossed it aside. For the first time in her married life, she was exposing herself to another man.

Bob nuzzled her neck, rubbed her bare belly and briefly let his fingers slip beneath the strap of her panties. "You're so soft. Your skin is so smooth, so perfect," he whispered. "I've got to see more."

Bob unsnapped her bra. It fell away. He tossed it on top of the discarded blouse. He gazed at her beautiful twin mounds. His hands approach her breast, fondled them. Her nipples were already erect. He licked his lips. He had a sudden urge to nurse at her breasts. He brought his mouth to a nipple, twirling his tongue around them, licking them and sucking on them. He did the same to her other breast.

For several minutes, Bob switched back and forth between her tits, using mouth and tongue, hands and fingers, to stimulate them. Aiko's nipples seemed to harden even more. They almost felt like little stones. To Bob, her luscious breasts were gourmet delights that had to be tasted and savoured to be enjoyed and appreciated.

One of Bob's hands wandered down her belly, only to encounter her lower garments.

"Please remove the skirt," he said breathing heavily.

Aiko slipped the skirt off, putting it on the same pile as the other discarded garments. She now wore only panties.

Bob's eyes shone with his unrestrained lust. He was open-mouthed with wonder at her luscious sexual beauty. She squirmed underneath his lewd gaze, and yet it thrilled her too.

With Aiko almost nude, Bob finally took off his t-shirt. He reached for Aiko again. He couldn't keep his hands off her. Again, he explored the contours of her body. One hand slipped into the panties making its way to her erotic centre. He probed. He slipped a finger into her, but not before gently brushing against her clitoris. He probed some more.

Aiko gasped in pleasure. Suddenly, she felt oddly weak. Something in her broke; the remnants of resistance vanished. At this moment, right now, she belonged to Bob. She wanted him to take her, use her, fill her, make her reach that ultimate peak of pleasure her body now craved.

"Take off the panties," he demanded.

She removed them without hesitation. It was her last piece of clothing. The thought of exposing her most intimate parts to Bob thrilled her, excited her.

"Open your legs," ordered Bob.

Aiko obeyed, knowing it was an open invitation to Bob to take her in whatever way he wanted. Her submission to his lust was complete. There was no doubting her sexual excitement. Her vaginal juices oozed from her female opening even as Bob approached.

"So beautiful," he gasped almost breathlessly. He made no attempt to hide his urgent desire.

Bob's fingers brushed through Aiko's public hair. They wandered along the outer folds of her vulva, then between the outer and inner labia. He inserted a finger, then another, into her moist entrance, gently massaging her clitoris from the inside of the womb. He pulled out his fingers, put them to his nose and then into his mouth. He licked his fingers clean.

"Truly a gourmet's delight," he said, "it smells good and it tastes even better. I'm hungry for you, Aiko. I want to eat you. Please lie down," he added.

With his fantasy of having sex with this gorgeous woman about to become reality, Bob seemed to pause.

Gerald could tell he was telling himself to slow down, to stay in control. Clearly, Bob wanted to relish every second of his seduction of this beautiful, naked Japanese doll.

Bob glanced at Gerald again as if worried that he might suddenly get jealous and stop him from realizing his fantasy, or that Gerald was just using him to get her worked up, only to interrupt him, take his place, and send him back to his stateroom unsatisfied.

Mentally, Bob shrugged his shoulders. He was old enough to remember Sandra Dee. She had a hit song entitled 'Que sera, que sera.' What will be, will. For now, at least he had every intention of continuing.

Bob's mouth watered. "Lift your butt for a second," he said. As Aiko lifted her butt, Bob placed a pillow under her gorgeous ass. "This will give me a full view of the valley between your legs."

Not only did he get an even better view, he also got easier access to all her intimate feminine parts.

Bob dropped onto his knees. His hands stroked her silky-soft inner thighs. Her skin felt like the softest velvet. His hands travelled slowly but inexorably, along a path that led to her humid hole. He noticed she kept her bush trimmed.

Again, he stroked around her outer and inner labia and clitoris, repeating until he heard Aiko sigh her pleasure. The more he stroked, the more she sighed. Her legs gradually opened of their own accord, granting him easier access to his target. More moisture oozed from her opening. The scent became stronger.

"Open your legs a little wider," he said.

As Aiko acquiesced, Bob turned his attention once more to her love organ. He approached them, not with his fingers, but with his mouth and lips. The closer Bob got to her pussy, the more excited and the more impatient he became. He started to lick each and every part of her pussy. The taste of this woman's now freely flowing erotic juices was exquisite. He knew his ministration was having the desired affect on her because her body and legs twitched at his oral and lingual touch.

Aiko moaned. She grew more excited. She loved his attention. She also knew she would soon reach a point where she would have an orgasm induced, for the first time, by a man who was not her husband.

Bob continued to lick the Asian woman's lower love lips, slowly going up and down the folds of her labia, passing over the clitoris every time he approached it.

After a few minutes, Bob put his hands on her thighs, urged her to open her legs wider. She was now totally exposed to his erotic assault. Bob French-kissed her nether lips as passionately as if they were her mouth. Every so often he pulled out his tongue to lick hef labia and slurp her clitoris.

Aiko mewled like a kitten. Her legs kicked and twitched under his lingual onslaught, his mouth bringing her to the edge of sexual bliss. Aiko didn't want him to stop. It was already too late to stop herself. Her climax was approaching as Bob avidly fed at her vulva.