by Willow Haze
"My pussy's on fire," she whispered.
She sat up, then got on her feet and squatted over his loins. She closed her hand around his shaft and held it upright as she slowly lowered her ass. His cockhead spread her cunt lips apart. Her steamy love tunnel surrounding his prick felt magnificent.
She seated his throbbing cock fully, then began riding him. She fucked herself with the length of his shaft, going from the root to the tip. She looked into the mirror at the head of the bed. She watched his cock appear when she lifted her ass and disappear when she sank back down. She felt a sense of watching that horny movie on the TV. The sight turned her on even more. She went faster and faster, flinging her ass up and down, sparking herself to yet another orgasm on his prod.
He let her control the action, watching with lustful eyes as her tits bounced crazily. He fingered her clit with one hand and pulled her nipples with his other hand. She bit her lower lip, then opened her mouth wide and screamed as she started cumming again. Her pace quickened as her orgasm grew in intensity until she was humping her ass up and down furiously. Her strong young legs worked mightily to propel her twat up and down his stout love spear. She squeezed and relaxed her inner muscles rhythmically, milking his cock. When she reached the peak of her passion, the muscles got so tight it felt as if her cunt would pull the head of his cock off and swallow it.
She slowed her torrid pace as her orgasm tapered off. She looked down into his face and muttered, "You think you aren't going to cum, don't you? Well, I'll show you who's going to cum and who isn't!"
Once more, her pace increased. He rose valiantly to the challenge. He grabbed her and rolled over. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his prick all the way into her. She chuckled happily as he fucked her with long, fast strokes. His balls slapped against the cheeks of her ass each time the end of his lance hit bottom. She resumed her milking action, squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing.
"Cum!" she hissed. "I'm going to get your cum this time! You can't resist me!" She pulled and twisted his tiny nipples, just as he had played with her tit buds. Her tongue circled her lips in a totally lascivious, depraved gesture. "You've never had your cock in a better pussy, have you?" she taunted him gleefully. "My pussy is the best you've ever had, isn't it? It's better than your wife's or any of the other girls in the office, isn't it?"
"Yes!" he grunted.
"Then fuck me! Show me how much you like my tender little pussy! Fuck my brains out and fill me with cum!"
He looked down at her, watched her big tits shimmy and shake from the force of his pounding prick. Her face twisted in sweet agony as he rammed into her again and again, with all the energy he could muster.
Her words changed to whimpers and moans. He knew she was about to cum again. He increased the tempo of his cock slashing in and out of her heated sex tunnel. She was so wet, his cock made a loud squishing sound as it plunged in and out.
"Now!" she yelled. "Fill my cunt! Give me your cum!"
Her screams reverberated off the walls and ceiling. Her body went into motion from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. She bounced and twisted, bucked and jerked, writhed and shuddered, throwing her cunt up at him and clawing his shoulders with her nails. She came so hard, so deep, that she lost all awareness of what she was doing.
He groaned, and rode her hairy saddle for all he was worth. Her tight slot was so tight, so demanding, that he couldn't refuse her. He pounded her pussy. Her tits shook. She writhed beneath him. The cum rose in him, a seductive force he couldn't withstand. His aching balls exploded and pumped his love juice into her in a mad rush.
It seemed as if he would never stop cumming. She grabbed the cheeks of his ass with both hands and dug her fingers into his flesh as she pulled at him, trying to get all of him into her cunt. She wanted his prick and balls, everything, inside her. His hot cream hitting the deepest recesses of her cunt triggered yet another orgasm in her. She lost her voice. Her movements became spastic, as if she was gripped by a violent seizure. Their bodies seemed to fuse together at the crotch.
After what seemed an eternity, he fell forward on top of her, his energy spent, his cock totally drained. She twitched and jerked for several more moments. She put her arms around him and held him close.
"God, you're a real stud!" she whispered.
"And you're a mighty fine piece of ass," he said. "Better than any of the other girls in the office."
"I'd better get home. I assume that I've earned my promotion."
"I wasn't kidding you earlier. I meant what I said about promoting you whether you fucked me or not."
"Well, what the hell? I enjoyed tonight in any case."
He got off her and sat on the edge of the bed. "We'll meet this way again, won't we?"
"Probably. I like the way you fuck."
"I want to fuck you tits the next time," Chuck said.
Carol grinned happily. "Oh, we can probably work that out," she said.
When she came out of the bathroom, he was dressed. He sat on the side of the bed and watched her dress.
"A striptease in reverse, huh?" she laughed. "I like to watch you. You do everything so gracefully."
"No one is graceful when they fuck, Chuck. Not if they do it right."
He held her hand as he took her to her car and kissed her good night.
CHAPTER FOUR
Frank was waiting up when Carol came home. She fixed herself a drink and sat on the couch.
"Where have you been?" he asked.
"You're taking everything quite calmly."
"What should I do? Break the dishes? Call the cops and report you missing?"
"No, I guess not. I went out and got the promotion I deserve. How long have you been fucking Cynthia?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I came home earlier," she said. "Much earlier."
"That was the only time. She came over to borrow a cup of sugar. One thing led to another, and it just happened."
"Give me a break!" Carol snorted. "I've seen the way you ogle her when she sunbathes in her back yard. If her bikini was any smaller, it wouldn't be there. Besides, I watched you fuck her, and heard everything she said to you. You've been in her pussy more often than I have hairs around mine. Now, stop lying and tell me how long you've been fucking her."
Frank shrugged. "A couple of months," he said. "I won't apologize. You're always working late, and I got lonely. I never know what time you'll be home. When you do come home, you're too tired to do anything but sleep."
"Oh, no, you can't blame me for your infidelity. You're the one who said I had to get a job so we can afford this house."
"I didn't say that I wanted you to become a workaholic. We don't even have time to be together on the weekends. We're always running errands or mowing the lawn or doing laundry. If I approach you, you tell me to leave you alone until you get your work done. When you do, you're tired and not interested in sex. Our relationship has gone to hell in a hand basket."
"That may be. But you wanted to fuck her, or it wouldn't have happened. Does her husband know?"
"George and Cynthia are swingers, Carol. He and I have had her together a couple of times."
"So, now it all comes out. While I'm out working my ass off to help make ends meet, you're humping her ass."
"Your act won't fly, honey," he said patiently. "It doesn't have wings. You get a promotion at night only one way. Have long have you been fucking Chuck?"
"Tonight was the first time," she said quickly. "And that's the honest-to-God truth. I've been after him for months to promote me. He and I both know that I deserve it. He's been trying to get in my pants ever since I went to work there. When I saw you fucking Cynthia, I decided that I might as well give him what he wanted." She got up and refilled her drink. "So, what now?"
"What's done is done. We can't change the past." He grinned weakly. "I'm just full of clich's tonight. But this whole situation is a cliche, isn't it? I don't want to break up our marriage."
"Neither do I," she replied. "I think we can put this behind us and get on with our lives. What do you think?"
"I feel the same way. It was only sex, after all. It would help if you didn't work such long hours."
"I won't, now that I've been promoted." She cocked her head to the side and grinned. "Do you have anything left, or did you give it all to Cynthia?"
"I've got enough left to make you cry uncle," he said with a big grin. Ironing out the rough spots was a lot easier than he expected.
"We'll see about that!" she laughed.
She left the room without another word. He finished his drink and went to the bedroom. She lay on her back in the middle of the bed, idly fingering her slit. He stood at the side of the bed for a moment, admiring her naked body.
"Looks like you started without me," he quipped. He watched her finger move slowly up and down her slit. He liked to watch her play with herself.
"I'm just getting it warmed up for you, darling." She gave him a come-hither, sexy smile. "Your pussy sure does look good," he said. "Good enough to eat?" she asked coyly. "Oh, yes!"
"Then come get it." She continued to play in her pussy while he got on the bed and knelt by her hip. "My pussy is real juicy, darling."
"I haven't seen it that way in quite a while."
"I know, darling," she said softly. "We won't let that happen again. I do stay horny all the time. I just didn't have the time to do anything about it."
"Well, you just keep right on feeling horny," he said.
"Oh, I will!" she grinned. "Being just a little horny all the time keeps me so alert. Kind of on edge, but not desperate. I like the feeling."
He extended the middle finger of his right hand and dragged it up her slit. She purred and moved her hand out of the way. He gazed amorously at her hot, wet slit. The petals of her sleek labia gaped wide, inviting his finger or tongue. Or both. He flattened his hand over her hairy mound and touched her palpitating love button with the tip of his finger. He tickled the slippery, agitated nubbin tenderly.
She shivered and sighed deeply. "Let's do a 69!" she whispered urgently. "I want to feel your cock throb in my mouth and your tongue on my clit."
"I want you on top," he said.
She pushed him onto his back and straddled his head. She held his cock in her right hand and licked around the base, through the thick thatch of hair and over his scrotum.
He reached up with both hands and caressed the cheeks of her ass lovingly. He stuck his thumbs into the slight hollow of her thighs so he could rub her puffy pussy lips as he sucked her snatch.
She held his balls in her left hand and rolled them around gently. Using the bulging knob of his cock as her starting point, she covered his entire shaft with saliva. She licked and kissed the head each time her tongue returned to the end of his dick.
He pulled her ass down and buried his mouth in her succulent sex flesh. The juicy wetness of her gash covered his tongue, stimulated his taste buds. His hands roved over the silky smoothness of her buttocks. He kissed and licked the open lips of her long slot and savored the sex sauce flowing into his mouth.
Carol took her husband's fat prong between her lips and sucked gently as she slowly drew the head into the glorious, wet warmth of her mouth. She felt his body quiver with excitement as she fingered his nuts and sucked his cock. She couldn't help comparing her husband's cock to Chuck's. Frank won. Not because he was her husband, but because his cock was both longer and thicker.
She had never had two cocks in the same night. She wondered what it would be like to fuck two men at the same time. Although she preferred a threesome with two men, she would go for a threesome with another woman. If only Frank would ask. She wouldn't feel right about suggesting something so risque. Not until she knew how he felt about it, anyway.
Frank's brain pounded with excitement. Liquid fire coursed through his veins as he chowed down on his sultry wife's delectable pussy. Carol hadn't really seemed pissed that he fucked Cynthia. He wondered why. She had fucked Chuck, but that wasn't enough of an explanation. She took it too calmly when he said that he'd been fucking Cynthia for months, and that he and George had double-fucked her a couple of times. Maybe he was missing something important. Could he talk his wife into swapping? Probably not. She was too staid, took sex too seriously to do anything so wanton. Which meant he would never have her and another woman at the same time. Too bad. He would really like to.
Carol rocked back and forth, dragging the full length of her heated gash over Frank's chin and mouth and nose. Her body was alive with inspiration. She was going to get off with the second man she'd had in the last few hours. She was going to shoot her juice into her husband's mouth this time. She wanted his cream gushing into her mouth simultaneously.
Frank put aside his improbable daydream of swinging and concentrated on the intense pleasure of his wife's lush, loving lips sliding up and down his stiff rod. She was sucking his dick with steadily increasing passion. Vaguely, above his own panting and slurping, he could hear the sounds of her watery, gluttonous mouth as she gobbled his cock.
His body quivered with excitement as she licked his prick and fondled his balls, stimulating him to the maximum. He hoped she was so hot that one climax wouldn't assuage her desire. He felt like he could fuck all night.
He felt his cum building to the bursting point. He delayed his climax so his cock would erupt in her mouth at the same exact instant her cunt exploded. With a groan of lusty longing, he buried his mouth in his wife's luscious crack and assaulted her clit with furious vibrations of his tongue, licking lickety-split.
She tightened her plush lips around her husband's pulsating prick and bobbed her head rapidly up and down, working her drenched mouth on his cock in a frenzy. She clenched his head between her velvety thighs and smeared her juicy twat over his mouth.
He thrust his hips up to drive his cock deep into her mouth and sent a thick stream of boiling jizz into the back of her throat. He felt her body shaking and heard her gulping as the rich jets of cream spurted into her mouth.
She gurgled around his prick and nearly smothered him with the soft flesh of her snatch. She bucked her loins violently as her crack boiled over with lust. She popped her fun gun and the fruit of her satisfaction poured into his mouth. He swallowed the juice eagerly and continued to lick her slit.
She twisted and writhed on top of him. Her cheeks ballooned from the force and quantity of his potent climax. She emptied his cock, then licked up the few drops of cum that had seeped out between her lips.
She turned around, glued her sticky lips to his and gave him a passionate tongue kiss. She slid off his body and held his limp prick lovingly as she snuggled down by him.
"You were pretty rambunctious tonight," he said softly.
"I feel rambunctious, darling. Do you object?"
"I might be crazy, but I'm not stupid," he replied.
"I'll be right back," she said as she slid out of bed. She came back in a few minutes with two snifters of cognac. She gave him one and sat by him with her back against the headboard. "Darling, watching you fuck Cynthia excited the hell out of me. At first, I was so pissed that I couldn't see straight. But the longer I watched, the hotter I got."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," he replied. "I wish I could have watched you fuck Chuck."
Carol took a sip of cognac and collected her thoughts. "Have you ever thought about fucking my tits?" she asked, her voice husky with emotion. She caressed her lush tits with one hand and ran her thumb over her nipples, bringing them to full erection. "They're big enough to fuck, aren't they?"
"They certainly are."
"Chuck said he wants to fuck my tits the next time."
"Do you want to fuck him again?"
She took another sip of her cognac. She had come this far. She couldn't back out now, even if her reply started an argument. "Yes," she said quietly. "You want to fuck Cynthia again, don't you? Or maybe other women?"
"Yes," he said firmly.
/> "You know what that means, don't you?"
She didn't have to draw him a diagram. "George and Cynthia would love to party with us," he said.
"Not yet. Let's do it with another couple first."
"Are Chuck and his wife swingers?"
"I don't know. I didn't think to ask. At the time, all I wanted to do was get even with you. Even if they are, I don't want to do it with them yet. I want our first time together to be something special. With someone neither of us has fucked."
"Special like what?"
"Oh, something like the other man would fuck me while you watched. Then you would fuck the other woman while I watched."
"Next, you'll tell me that you want to record it for posterity," he laughed.
"Hey, that isn't such a bad idea! The other woman can operate the video camera while her husband fucks me, and I'll operate it while you fuck her."
"Darling, we don't own a video camera," he reminded her.
"We can rent one. Or buy one. A twenty-five percent raise comes with my promotion. I'll get a whole lot more money next week."
"You're serious, aren't you? You really want to make a porno movie."
She moved her hand from her tits to his cock and squeezed it gently. "Well, I hadn't thought of it that way, but why not?" She chuckled throatily, sexily. "Carol the porno star. Wouldn't you like to have a tape to watch over and over and get so horny you can't stand it?"
"I get horny just looking at you. I don't know anyone who would perform in front of a camera. I'm pretty sure George and Cynthia won't."
"They aren't the only swingers in the world, darling. Besides, we aren't going to do it with them the first time anyway. Maybe I know someone who would do it. Judy, a girl I work with, gets turned on watching sex movies."
"Oh, how do you know?" he asked.
"Oh, darling, you would be astounded by some of the things girls talk about when there are no men around. She let it drop one time that she and her husband watch porno movies all the time. She said she would like to star in one, just to see what it's like. I'm pretty sure they're swingers. I could sound her out. I don't know Don, but you would love her. She's sexy and vivacious and built better than I am."