Wifely Duties Omnibus: Collecting books 1-6

by PT Winters

Downstairs, the Baxters were headed out. After the demonstration of fellatio had completed, the couples had very little to say to one another. There was an awkward goodbye and then they were gone.

  “My, that certainly was interesting.” Irene say, unsure if what to make of what had just happened in front of them.

  “Yes, very interesting indeed.” Gary agreed. He wasn't sure about it either, but it certainly had looked like Robert had enjoyed himself, and he wasn't opposed to feeling that way himself. “How interesting did you find it? Would you, I mean, would you be interested in that?”

  “Oh my, I don't know.” Irene told him. The short brunette put a hand to her mouth, almost shocked by the suggestion. Certainly Donna had impressed upon her that she had considered it one of her duties as a wife, by Irene wasn't sure if she was up for that. “Don't you think it a bit, sinful?”

  “If it were an unmarried couple, certainly. But in a loving marriage like ours...?” Gary said, clearly leaving his statement open ended to test the waters, as it were.

  “I just don't know.” Irene told him. “Seems like it's just physical pleasure for the sake of physical pleasure.”

  “Yes, I suppose.” Gary agreed. Then after a moment of quiet thought, asked, “What if we, if we pleasured each other? You do it for me, and, um, I'll do it for you. We could even do it at the same time.”

  Irene nodded, she hadn't ever considered that. She hadn’t considered any of this in truth, but his suggestion seemed fair. If he was willing to put his lips on her, than she could at least try putting his penis in her mouth. Even just thinking about it was a bit exciting.

  “Okay.” she told him.

  “Okay?” he repeated, not completely believing her.

  “Yeah, if we take care of each other, than it's just a husband and a wife expressing their love, right?” she explained. “God couldn’t disapprove of that, right?”

  “Right!” he said, much more excited. He grabbed her and kissed her, which she returned just as passionately. Gary reached around her back and unzipped her dress and pulled it down over her shoulders. When he let go, the whole thing fell to the floor. Then he quickly undressed as she took off her bra and panties, exposing her small breasts and public hair. She was a nearly forty, but had an incredible body that she hid under very conservative clothes.

  “Maybe we should head upstairs.” she suggested, still worried Billy would be home any minute. Luckily, unbeknownst to her, he was already upstairs, and out of earshot. Instead, Gary leaned down and took one of her nipples in his mouth. She gasped and held his head, already forgetting her own suggestion and encouraging him to continue. He kissed the other one, and a few moments later the pair were on the floor.

  Gary was lying in his back and Irene climbed over him, so her face was above his dick, her cunnie above his lips. She lowered herself down onto his face, his tongue immediately finding and parting her lips. Gary reached up and took hold of his wife by her hips as his mouth made it’s way up and down her sweet cunnie. She was already quite wet, the performance Donna had given undeniably thrilled her. She closed her eyes and moaned when his tongue found her clit, and she cursed herself for not having him do this before, it felt so wonderful. She opened her eyes to see his hard cock throbbing, so she leaned forward and gave the tip a quick, tentative kiss. This time it was Gary’s turn to moan, though it was muffled, his head still between her legs. She gave it another kiss, then took the tip into her mouth. It wasn’t too bad, she thought. She swirled her tongue around the head the way Donna had seems to for her husband. Gary hummed, clearly enjoying it, so she lowered her head down, then raised it a little bit before lowering it again, taking more and more of his shaft in her mouth each time. Gary’s hands slid off her hips to her ass, and he squeezed her cheeks, pulling her further down on his face. His tongue worked it’s way inside her, and he was rewarded with the tangy taste of her juices. Her head popped up as she groaned, “Oh Gary. Just like that, just like that!”

  Gary continued to lick her pussy, and she could feel her orgasm beginning to build. It was happening a lot faster than she had expected, so she lowered her head once more and began to bob up and down on his cock as quickly as she could. It was a race to see who would finish first, Irene suddenly determined to get him off first so she could sit up and enjoy her own orgasm. She would never admit it to anyone, but she did occasionally masturbate when no one else was home and found sitting on her knees, with her back straight up produced the most intense orgasms for some reason. The idea of being in that position with Gary’s tongue doing the work was very, very appealing. .

  Gary however, wasn’t even close to finishing. He was enjoying his wife’s mouth on his cock for the first time. He wasn’t sure if this was a one time thing, or new position to add to their repertoire, so he was determined to make it last.

  Gary’s tongue continued to work it’s magic along her lips and her clit, and when he maneuvered his arm around so he could insert a finger into her little cunnie, she lifted her head and screamed a high pitch whine as she came. “Oh, oh, OOOOOOOOO!”

  Waves of pleasure rolled through her body and made her toes curl. Gary pulled his finger out and she shifted off of him as she caught her breath.

  She lay beside him, recovering. It hadn’t been the position she had wanted, but it had still be one of the best orgasms of her life. Before she could get up, Gary rolled over on top of her, so they were still face to genital, but now he was on top.

  “Gary, dear,” she started. “Can we OOCCHHHH” he thrust his cock into her open mouth before she could finish whatever she had been trying to say. Being on top, Gary let gravity do most of the work, as he rammed his wife’s mouth his dick. Pinned beneath him, she could do little but accept the oral onslaught, as he fucked her mouth with abandon. “Oh Irene, OH IRENE! OH FUCK, GOD!” Gary pushed his dick as deep down her throat as he possibly could and erupted. Irene swallowed what she could, the rest overflowing her mouth and down her cheeks, before Gary pulled out and rolled off her. She coughed a bit and used her forearm to wipe herself as clean as she could. Gary lay on the floor, looking up at the ceiling. Exhausted, he lazily said, “Well, I don’t know about you, but I definitely think we should consider the benefit of weekly wifely duty sessions!”

  Sally and her Fiancé

  Jane watched from the passenger’s seat of Barbara’s car, admiring the cute outfit Sally was wearing as she approached the car. She whistled, playfully pretending to be a catcalling man as her friend approached

  Sally waved. She was in a red v neck dress that was covered in white polka dots. It hugged her waist, highlighting her bust and best of all, made her feel confident and pretty. As she opened the back door to the car, Jane commented, “Wow, you look great for a high school football game.”

  “Oh, you know very well she’s trying to get Jack to propose.” Barbara told Jane as she pulled the car out and down the street. That trio was headed to their alma mater, Lawrence West High, for a football game. The Lions were undefeated this season, and the whole town was going to be there as they went for a new school record.

  “Maybe, or maybe she's tired of waiting for the assistant coach and is going after the head coach!” Jane said, causing the car to erupt with laughter. Sally had been seeing the blonde, good looking assistant coach Jack for months, while the head coach Ed, was an ugly, overweight and nearly fifty year old slob.

  When the laughter ended, Sally spoke up. “Maybe I don't need to wait anymore!” She held her hand over the seat, between the two women in the front, showing them her shiny new engagement ring.

  “Oh my god! He did it!” Jane yelled. “About time!” Barbara added.

  “He did it a couple nights ago, after dinner.” Sally beamed, clearly madly in love.

  “And then you did it!” Barbara joked. “I bet he's hung like a horse.”

  “I did no such thing!” Sally said, offended. “I'm a good girl. I'm waiting till my wedding night.”

  “Good for you!” Jane told her. She
had done the same thing, waiting until she married her husband Michael before giving him her virginity. The brunette bombshell had many guys trying to get in her pants all through high school, but remained true to her convictions and waited.

  “Still, I'll bet Jack gets to be the “head” coach in the bedroom.” Barbara said, crudely.

  “I'm sorry?” Sally asked, confused.

  “You know, head coach, as in head? Surely you go down him, right?” Barbara asked.

  “Down?” Sally turned to Jane for clarification, who blushed. Jane was far more open about talking about such things than she used to be, but it still didn't come easy. Jane replied, “She means fellatio.”

  “I don't know what that is.” Sally admitted. Barbara shook her head at the younger woman’s innocence.

  “Blowjobs. We're talking about you giving Jack a blowjob.” Barbara explained.

  “A blow..?” Sally couldn’t even finish the word, she didn’t want to admit she knew what it was. It seemed unladylike to know such a thing.

  “His penis, you put his penis in your mouth!” Barbara laughed. “You probably gobbled the whole thing up after he gave you a rock that big!”

  “I certainly did not! I’m not one if those kinds of women!” Sally was shocked at the turn the conversation has taken.

  “You have a ring on that finger honey, you are now.” Barbara said laughing. Sally looked at Jane for reassurance, but didn’t get the kind she was looking for.

  “It's true. I hadn't realized it either, but it is one of our wifely duties. Don't worry, you can always insist he reciprocate.” Jane added. “It’s quite… enjoyable.”

  “Can we please change the subject?” Sally asked, though her tone made it clear it wasn't actually a request.

  “Sally.” Jane tried to mollify her friend. “There are parts about married life that I was surprised at too…”

  “Can we PLEASE change the subject.” Sally insisted.

  The trio sat in silence for a few minutes, until Jane began discussing the bomb shelter her neighbours were building. The conversation was light and friendly on the surface, but it was clear Sally had been offended and any attempt to apologize would be flatly ignored.

  The women sat together for the first half, but when Jack waved to Sally during halftime, Barbara couldn’t resist making another head coach comment, and so Sally excused herself and didn’t return until after the game, and only then to declined a ride home. She said a polite goodbye to the ladies and wandered into the school, hoping jack could give her a lift home.

  She knocked gently on the door to Jack’s office as she opened the door. He was at his desk, going over some paperwork.

  “Honey?” She called out. Jack looked up, suddenly delighted. “What are you doing here? I thought you were getting a ride home with Jane Smith and her friend, Beth?”

  “Barbara.” Sally corrected him. “And no. They...I didn't want to go with them, can you give me a ride home?”

  “What happened?” He asked concerned, seeing the worry on her face.

  “Oh Jack! They were saying the most awful things. About me, about us!” she started to cry.

  “Us? That doesn’t sound like Jane at all.” he told her, as he got up and gave her a hug.

  “Well, the Barbara woman said that I… I… she hinted that I was the kind of a girl that would do...things.” Sally struggled to find a way to explain what had happened without using the vulgar words she had heard earlier.

  “Things?” Jack asked.

  “Yes, she seemed to think you and I had… made love out of wedlock! But she didn’t call it that, she was quite horrid. And Jane wasn’t much better! She tried to say that it was my duty to….” Sally began to cry once more.

  “Honey, you know I’m okay waiting till our wedding night.” Jack assured her.

  “I know, but to have anyone think I would be the kind of girl that would...Did you know that they actually said the word…” Sally looked around to make sure they were alone, then whispered, “blowjob. Like it was normal!”

  Jack started to chuckle. Sally’s innocence was attractive to him as her bright red hair and big green eyes were. He had hoped their sex life would improve now that they were engaged, but clearly Sally wasn’t ready for that. Or was she? He wondered.

  “Dear, we can wait till we’re married, but those women aren’t crazy you know?” he told her, “Men have very different needs from women and a blowjob would certainly help take the edge off till we are man and wife.”

  Sally was shocked to hear Jack talk like this. “What are you saying?” she asked. “Are you saying you want me.... But, good girls don’t do that!”

  “What? Where did you hear that?!” he laughed.

  “Everyone knows that. Loose girls do that sort of thing.” Sally told him earnestly.

  “Sally, dear. Loose girls do that with lots of men. Good girls keep it special, and only doing it for one man.” he told her, his penis beginning to stiffen in his pants as he formed a logical argument.

  “They do?” Sally asked, unsure.

  “Of course they do. Isn’t it a woman’s job to take care of her man? When we’re married you’ll cook and clean and raise our kids and I’ll be the breadwinner. I’ll provide for you so you don’t have to worry about anything. Doesn’t that sound good?”

  “Well, yes…” She said hesitantly.

  “So when we’re married, we can be together, like a man and wife should be.” he continued, “And since we’re engaged, and we’re going to be married, there’s nothing wrong with us starting our lives together right? I’m already saving up for our home, or did you think I should wait till we’re married?”

  “Well, no. but that’s very different, isn’t it?” she asked.

  “Of course it is.” he assured her, “My point is simply, if we’re going to buy a home when we are married, we need to start preparing now.”

  “So...if we’re going to be...together...as man and wife when we’re married, we should start preparing for that too?” she asked, trying to discern his logic.

  “Exactly!” he agreed, “We don’t need to go all the way, but couldn’t we do a little?”

  She looked at his sweet, innocent eyes. This was the man she was in love with, that she was going to be with. How could she refuse him. And yet something bothered her. “But it’s so dirty! I don’t even like saying the word… blowjob.”

  “How about if we call it something else?” he suggested. After pondering it for a few moments, he continued, “If we’re not ready to make love, maybe it’d be okay if I made love to your mouth?”

  Making love certainly sounded nicer than the alternative. And she did like the idea of taking care of her man, it made her feel like more of a woman, like an adult. Perhaps she could do this.

  “And you’re sure good girls do this sort of thing?” She asked. He could tell she was seriously considering it. He had lusted after her for years, and finally gathered the courage to ask her out a few months ago. That he was so close to getting physical with this bombshell was more exciting than anything he had ever experienced in his life. He was already completely erect.

  “Of course. Didn’t you say Jane told you she did it?” he asked, the thought of that buxom brunette made his cock throb. He wished he had been in the car with both ladies had been talking about such things! “Isn’t she a nice woman? No one would call her a bad girl, would they?”

  She pondered that. He was right, Jane was one of the sweetest, loving people she knew. If even Jane did such a thing for her husband, surely she could do it for her fiancee. Jack began to daydream about Sally and Jane both licking his penis. It was a very pleasant thought, and one he could have stayed with for a while if not for Sally interrupting his daydream.

  “Okay.” Sally whispered. “I’ll...I’ll let you make love to my mouth.”

  Jack was over joyed. He had fantasized about this very thing many times since he had first met her, though he would never dream of admitting it to her. Instead, he
began unbuttoning his pants.

  “Wait, here?!” She asked, not realizing he meant to have her do it right then and there.

  “Why not?” he asked, as he removed his pants, “Certainly we can’t do it at your parent’s place, and this is more private than my car.”

  “But…I mean...now?” she asked.

  “If you don’t want to, we don’t have to.” he told her. “But all this talk and your beautiful dress have gotten me all worked up. Don’t you want to take care of me?”

  “Of course I do!” she assured him. She bit her lip as she tried to figure out what to do. He stared, her ruby red lipstick was sexy as all hell on a regular day, but today, with the thought that her lips would be wrapped around his member in mere moments was more than he could bare.

  “Here, come take a look at it.” he told her. She looked down and gasped, as she saw him take his penis out of his underwear. “Oh my!” she said, putting a hand to her mouth. She had never seen one in real life before. It was long enough that she was a little concerned about how she was going to fit it in her mouth. “I...I didn’t think it was going to be this big.”