LICKING LOVELY LIZZY CLEAN
By Kandor
A nasty, nasty story about a woman making her scissored husband clean up the cummy mess left by other, more well-endowed lovers...


My wife slipped into bed smelling of smoke and booze and male perfume. I 
feared the worst and realized it when she grabbed my cock, stroking it to 
hardness and then straddled me, slipping it inside her. It was hot, extremely 
wet and slippery, and feeling like it had been reamed by a lead pipe.
    "You fucking whore!" I cried, trying to push her off me. "You've been at 
it again."
    "Shut up and fuck me, shrimp dick, and see if you can't satisfy me," she 
growled, pinning my arms to the bed with her muscular arms. "Like you could 
ever."
    Lizzy was a strong woman for 50 years old, a weight lifter, runner, 
aerobics teacher, dancer, and had a great, trim body which was an attraction 
to many men, older and younger. She'd go out, fuck as many as she felt like 
and come home to me, fucking me for dessert, she calls it. But I hated it, 
hated every minute, hated what always came next.
    "Cumming ... you ... whore ... " I growled, unable to stop from shooting inside her 
spongy cunt.
    "Figures," she hissed, double headlocking my face to her heaving, sweaty 
tits. "Just when I actually start to feel your worthless cock in my cunt."
    I blasted out a thick load to mix with the countless others still 
sloshing around in my wife's well-fucked pussy. I was hoping she'd be too 
drunk to do anything else and just pass out. But I was wrong, I was always 
wrong.
    "Mmmm, creamy massage time, slave boy," she growled, flipping to her back 
and spreading her muscular legs. "Dig in and rub me."
    I looked down at her blonde pussy, all matted and wet, with a thick plug 
of cum in her wide-open cunny hole. With trembling hands, I began scooping 
out the gel and rubbing it up and down my wife's tanned, naked and very 
muscular legs, rubbing it in by the handful, ladling thick gobs of goop on 
her chiseled calves, muscular shins, thick thighs. When every inch of her 
legs from toes to hips was covered, I massaged them, the obscene squishing 
sound rising above that of her moans as she rapidly fingered her tireless 
clitty, bringing herself to a thrashing orgasm in just minutes. When she 
calmed down, each leg was covered with thick streaks of cum, some of it mine, 
most of it guys she met that night down the bar she usually goes to. It was 
still warm on my hands and her legs.
    "Clean me up," she barked, hands behind head now looking down at the mess 
I'd made of her beautiful stems, showing no promise of just falling asleep 
and letting the stuff crust up on her to wash off in the morning shower. 
"NOW!"
    I made a motion to leave the bed from where I was kneeling over her legs, 
but she was too quick, shooting her feet up around my head and scooping my 
face forward to mash it into the mulch of her cummy cunt. My nose was lost in 
the folds of wet pussy, my mouth at the hole, and Lizzy then growled, 
thundered her muscular thighs and contracted out whatever cum was left inside 
of her, depositing it directly into my mouth. I couldn't breathe, my mouth 
was so full of her - and the seed of other men and myself.
    "Swallow that sperm, eat that cum, I wanna hear you take a gulp," she 
hissed, snapping her hard legs on me. "EAT IT!"
    I obeyed, gulping down the thick, nasty load. Liz let out a low, gutteral 
laugh and loosened her scissors a bit.
    "Now, suck that thigh clean, my left one ... yeah, that's it, run your tongue 
through the cream mashed over the thick muscle ... mmmmm, lick it up, suck it up, 
yeah, that's it," she cooed as I ran my wet tongue through her wetter leg 
muscle, eating the gel there before switching to the other inner thigh. "I 
want those adductor muscles to shine with your spit, asshole, and not a drop 
of sweet cum left, you got that?"
    I obeyed, slowly moving my head up and down her inner leg, sliding down 
now to lap at her fiercely muscled calves, gobbling the goo from them, 
working down to her feet and toes, which I sucked clean. Liz was satisfied 
with the job I'd done but calf-wrapped my throat in her scissors anyway.
    "You fuck, you fucking short-cocked piece of shit, you no-balled wonder," 
she screamed, the alcohol making her abusive and taking the form it always 
did, of berating me for the biological accident of being born with a small 
penis. "Good thing you have money, you shrimp prick, or I'd have left you 
long ago for a REAL man with a REAL COCK!!!"
    She squeezed me so hard I passed out, and when I came around, she was 
frigging her pussy with a gigantic 12-inch dildo she keeps under the bed.
    "Lick the rest of my legs clean, do it NOW!!"
    I slathered my tongue over Liz's big outer thighs and calves, then the 
backs of them, slavishly sucking the now-cold cum from every inch of my 
beautiful wife's demanding legs until not a drop of spunk was left. She held 
her legs up high, baring her pussy that was wrapped around the thick base of 
the huge plastic prick imbedded inside her, the hairy lips stretched wide to 
make room.
    "Put that worthless dick in there too, do it now!"
    I slid up to her spread legs and jammed my stiff-again cock in under the 
plunging plastic prick. The friction was amazing as the huge fake dong 
pressed my puny stick hard against the slimy walls of Liz's pulsating pussy. 
It wouldn't take long, it never did and soon enough, I was jetting another 
load of cum inside my wife's insatiable cunt. She screamed and creamed, 
orgasming as she shot her calves up alongside my neck, scissoring me as she 
came and squeezing me out like a light again. I awoke to see her descending 
on my face, her wide-open pussy flush with my semen.
    "Open wide, loser," she hissed.
    She didn't sit on my face, but reached down with one hand to rudely hold 
my mouth open as she jettisoned my cream, punching down with her cunt muscles 
and lobbing gobs of goo inside my moaning mouth. I cried real tears at the 
shame and humiliation, and then it got worse: Liz clamped the fake cock 
between her muscular thighs, and it was shiny with my cum, thick lumps of the 
stuff around the fat head, streaked to the base of the big, black wand.
    "Suck my cock, faggot, suck it clean," she growled, mounting my face and 
forcing my cummy mouth open. "BLOW YOUR WIFE NOW!!"
    I had to obey as Liz sliced the fat dick into my mouth and I licked the 
cum clean from it. She forcefully oralized me for 10 minutes, the thick base 
of the fake dick rubbing her clit to orgasm after orgasm until she quivered 
with exhaustion and fell to her back beside me as I cried.
    "Good night, tiny dick," she said bitterly. "Hey, look on the bright 
side, tomorrow the lawn dude comes, and that thick-pricked 19-year-old can 
fuck all morning and afternoon while you use his mower to cut our lawn and 
pay him double time! Then you can come in and clean me out again!"
    I sobbed myself to sleep.