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As Betty attacked her sex with both hands, the building wave of ecstasy within Stacy crashed down in climax. Stacy let herself wail and scream as her orgasm wracked her body. In truth, it wasn't actually one of her strongest climaxes but the swinger had been able to bring her off a lot faster than she would have believed possible.

Jared too recognized the signs of what was for his wife a moderately powerful orgasm. She had a broad range, from pleasurable little sighs to earth-shattering cataclysms that left her in a daze. Stacy's panting and grunts indicated something little better than mid-range. Jared also knew that this meant that in a matter of about half a minute, his wife was going to be desperate for more stimulation. That was what made his wife such an amazing fuck. The more she came the hornier she got and the hornier she got, the more aggressive and uninhibited she was.

Of course, that was only a good thing if you could keep up with her demands.

Betty's hands were covered with the little slut's juices. As Stacy's orgasm subsided, Betty sat back on her heels. "That was pretty wild. You taste delicious by the way."

"I know" Stacy responded. Betty raised an eyebrow in mild surprise, both at the matter of fact admission that the woman knew what her own pussy tasted like and at the calmness in the voice. The little firecracker seemed to have recovered quickly. Betty also noted an alert lustiness in her eyes. Those eyes seemed to lock on something and Betty turned to see what had caught her attention.

Frank had been impressed by the show but figured things would pause for a bit. So he was surprised when Stacy rose fluidly from the couch and stepped over Betty. Stacy's eyes were locked on the tent that had been pitched in his boxers. Without preliminaries and with no comment beyond a little grunting sigh of eagerness, Stacy stripped his shorts down his legs, freeing his cock.

Jared, her husband of over three years, was not the biggest man Stacy had ever been with. Frank's cock, however, was a contender. As she gripped his rod at the base, she estimated it to be nearly nine inches long. It was a proportionally thick, dark-red shaft with only traces of veins. Its head was spear-shaped, a little more pointed than most of the male members she had encountered. This, in particular, was a strong contrast with her husband's cock as it had the most bulbous, dramatically flared crown she had ever seen.

Stacy gently stroked the organ for a minute or so, picking up a sheen of pre-lube as she did. She seemed to be studying it as a child might a new toy. Finally, she kissed its tip and briefly popped its head into her mouth. She licked and sucked it gently for a few moments and then released it. She stood, looking up into Frank's eyes through her bangs.

It was probably at this point that the last shred of doubt or concern fled Stacy's lust-soaked mind. Her first orgasm of the night had started something that simply couldn't be stopped. The reign on her appetite for sex had been yanked free by her climax and now nothing would get in the way of what she needed.

She grinned at him crookedly and reached up to encircle his neck with her arms. He bent forward as she opened her mouth to welcome his kiss. Frank himself was hesitant at first but the little woman's tongue slithered past his teeth and began stroking his own as if it owned the place.

Of their own accord, Frank's hands embraced the pale woman. A few moments later Stacy broke the lip lock but kept her face near his. One hand briefly descended to touch his cock as if checking to see if it was still there. Then it returned to his neck. She spoke softly, "Are you ready to give me what I need? Betty was wonderful and," she licked her lips, "I really should return the favor later. But right now, I need cock."

Betty had climbed onto the couch and was sitting next to Jared as they watched the pair. She worked to help Jared off with his pants but they both kept their eyes glued to the scene before them. Stacy shifted her feet and playfully wiggled her ass like a kitten about to pounce. Then she leapt up into Frank's arms.

Frank had just barely realized what she planned to do in time. He braced himself as she jumped and pulled herself to him. In a single motion, she plunged downwards. Her hot, open pussy unerringly found its target and she continued her downward lunge as his cock impaled her. Without hesitation and without any sign of discomfort, Stacy took his entire length and her pelvis impacted the root of his cock with considerable force. Without conscious thought, Frank's hands met her backside as she bottomed out. They paused, Frank in shock and Stacy silently reveling in ecstasy. Frank's massive tool had opened her up and filled her tightly. It was exactly what she needed. She leaned back, stretching her body and neck in an arch until she could see Betty and Jared on the couch. "Oh god. Now that's a cock." She hung back like that for a moment or two, watching her husband's reaction. He was the least stunned of the three... his wife's methods of getting what she wanted were no mystery to him... but even he was surprised at her aggression.

She pulled her body back in against Frank's broad chest. She felt the hair there and rubbed her sensitive breasts across the prickling strands. "Now fuck me. I need to be fucked long and hard. Make me cum over and over again."

Frank's pride as an experienced swinger demanded action. This little woman was displaying a confidence that thrilled him and a hunger that aroused him. "That's exactly what I'm going to do you, little slut. My big cock is going to pound your cunt right through this fucking floor."

Holding the young woman's body firmly to his, still bottomed out on his long cock, Frank managed to drop to his knees without falling over or breaking anything. He laid her down on the thick-padded carpet, kissing her quickly but deeply. Then he sat back slightly and surveyed the sight before him. Stacy's hair was in disarray and her eyes were wide and intent. There was a hint of challenge in her smirk.

Even laying on her back, Stacy's modest breasts stood proudly, their tips swollen with arousal. Below, Frank saw his own thick cock protruding from her light brown bush. Through it, her deep pink pussy lips were plainly visible, open wide around his meat. Both he and Stacy could feel his cock jerk and throb in arousal.

Stacy was impatient and Frank was taking too long to appreciate her charms. "I hope that big cock of yours of good for something besides just sitting there." She squeezed his meat with her internal muscles, once again surprising the swinger. Her pussy had a powerful grip that promised to milk him for everything he was worth.

"I'll show you what a big fat cock is good for" he answered, allowing a little anger to enter his voice and also drive his actions. This little cunt wanted to challenge him? He'd show her a thing or two.

He pushed her legs back towards her shoulders and pinned them back there as he placed his hands to either side of her head. He slowly pulled his meat from her depths. He went far enough that his head actually popped out of her hole but he left it there, nestled against the entrance. Then he plunged back into her depths, burying himself all the way. God she was tight. And wet and pliable and deep and eager and welcoming. Their groins slapped together. He pulled out again and repeated the process.

"Now we're talking," Stacy exclaimed, her voice breaking once as Frank hit bottom again. She saw the swinger looking down at her body as he fucked her. She grabbed at her own tits, squeezing them into taller peeks and pointing them at Frank. "God I'm so fucking horny. Make me cum. You gott'a make me cum or I'll just go nuts."

It was at about that time that Betty and Jared arrived at the scene. Jared led the now-nude, curvaceous woman over to the other pair and laid her down beside his wife. Eyes intent on the coupling duo, he spread Betty's thick thighs wide, echoing his wife's position. He exchanged a happy, horny glance with Betty and plunged his cock into her.

In his swinging days, Jared had been best known for his staying power. But the women he serviced also appreciated other qualities he brought to the party. Aside from being friendly and attentive to their needs, his cock was exceedingly pleasing. He wasn't the largest guy around... his cock was just a little over seven inches long which was more than adequate but not what could be called huge. And his shaft was probably a bit on the thin side. However, Jared's cock head swelled enormously out from his shaft, seemingly two sizes too big. Aside from bringing a little extra stretching action to a woman's nether lips, the dramatically raised ridge his large head sported rippled along their channels in unusual and pleasing ways.

Betty cried out in joy as he plunged into her. "Welcome back Jared!"

For several long minutes, grunts and wet squelches and the slap of colliding bodies were the only sounds in the room. Both men fucked the women steadily. Stacy had been primed by the orgasm she experienced at the hands of Betty while the older woman had been deeply aroused by the performance of the younger woman. Their powerful, experienced lovers were driving each toward climax.

Stacy's hot, wet vice was also working its magic on Frank. She milked his big piece of meat in a way that made his own climb to orgasm impossible to resist.

Frank changed tactics. He let her legs fall down to her sides. Keeping the head of his cock lodged in her sex, he stepped each leg to the outside of hers and then coaxed her legs together. Her thighs squeezed together around his manhood. He shifted his body forward, pressing his shaft against the bead of her clit. He pushed deep into her once again, sawing his dick against her little bundle of joy. "Oh fuck, guy. You've got me stretched so good. That's right, work my clit." Stacy wrapped her arms around him and screamed into his face. "Make me cum god damn it!"

Frank withdrew part way and then pounded himself back into the young woman. Where his strokes were forceful before, they became violent now. He repeated the pounding lunges over and over again. "God damn horny little bitch, you're really going to get it now."

Jared was being driven wild by his wife's performance. This was to Betty's benefit. Unlike Frank, who now had his wife pressed flat on the floor, Jared was pushing Betty farther and farther back on her neck. He was forced to rise to his feet as he continued pounding the older slut's sopping pussy. With each impact of their bodies, a fine spray of her fluids splashed down onto her. Jared's hands were locked in a death grip on her meaty thighs.

Betty was on the verge orgasm and Jared knew it. His right hand released her thigh and reached down to where her massive tits were hanging into her face. He slapped one bag of sensitive flesh twice and then a third time. Each slap connected broadly with his entire hand, cracking out loudly. He buried his cock deep into her cunt, pressing his groin against hers. He stirred her depths with his iron-hard rod. The fingers of his right hand latched onto a nipple and pulled.

Betty went over the edge abruptly, her orgasm sending shivering convulsions through her body. She only had a chance to shout "Oh Fuck!" before she lost the ability to speak. Jared had to fight her body as it attempted to stiffen, threatening to push him away. As her cunt spasms milked his cock, he pounded her hard several more times, driving her through her orgasm.

Her husband's performance and the uninhibited cries of the woman he was fucking drove Stacy over the edge of her own climax. She snarled and her pussy clamped down on Frank's cock with more strength than her body should be able to produce. As a strange, strangled sort of sound slipped out of the older man's lips, Stacy shouted at him, "Oh god damn it yes. Oh fuck, I'm cumming."

Betty came down from her orgasm and Jared took a moment to rest, letting her ass fall back down to the carpet and then stretching out across her body, his hard cock still clasped in the embrace of her cunt. They both had time to stare at the climactic events taking place next to them.

While her pussy convulsed and milked its welcome intruder, the rest of Stacy's climaxing body seemed to have a mind of its own. As Frank attempted to continue fuck the young slut through her orgasm, Stacy's arms wrapped around his body. Still in the throes of climax, perhaps given strength by those rampaging hormones, she forced Frank's legs apart as she spread her own. Then, she heaved the big man off her body, rolling with him as he fell onto his back.

With his hotly throbbing cock still in the grip of her cunt, Stacy somehow got her legs clear of his and she straddled his sweating body. "You're going to make me cum again you bastard. Your magnificent cock is going to make me fucking cum again."

Stacy began riding the swinger. Unsatisfied with the movement available to her from a kneeling position, she stood, briefly releasing Franks tortured shaft. It was red and throbbing, glistening with her juices. She squatted, balancing briefly with one hand on his chest as she grabbed his member with the other and pointed it at her open, dripping hole. "Fuck" she screamed as she impaled herself on his shaft once more, her ass slapping loudly against his thighs. She immediately bounced back up, riding his cock like a pogo stick.

Using both hands now for balance, her calves and thighs flexing and straining, Stacy proceeded to pound the man every bit as violently as he had fucked her. She was using every ounce of her weight and strength as she churned her pussy on his stick.

Betty and Jared were hypnotized by the spectacle. They lay in each other's arms, bodies still and his cock throbbing in her depths. The visuals they were soaking in were nearly as stimulating as any gymnastics they might spend the time performing themselves.

Frank was hanging on by a fingernail. He'd been with women with strong streaks of domination but they had been about control. Their demands were for obedience. He'd been with women that were enthusiastic and fit and eager. But Stacy was something else. The demands she was making of him clearly stemmed from a single thing... the desire to be fucked. For Stacy, it was all about the sex. Cock in pussy.

Stacy was becoming hyper-stimulated. Her latest orgasm had still been throbbing through her body as she re-mounted Frank and she was trying to push herself straight into her next. She could tell that Frank was becoming overwhelmed. His big cock felt great and some part of her knew that the performance she had been putting on would have had most men creaming long ago. But right then, that didn't matter. Frank was about to shoot his wad, damn it, and Stacy needed to get another orgasm out of him.

She pulled one hand away from his chest and attacked her clit, rubbing it forcefully. "God damn it, you need to make me cum! Grab my tits, fuck my cunt and make me cum. Then you can fucking shoot and fill me up."

Frank grabbed the mad woman's tits. Fuck the gentle stuff. He squeezed them hard. With one hand, he mauled the meat of one tit while the fingers of his other hand grabbed at a nipple. He twisted, having just enough presence of mind to not squeeze hard enough to actually bruise her... probably.

Stacy came. She let out a long, guttural scream, flinging her arms outwards as her body tensed, Frank's grip on her tits holding her upright. Her tightening pussy milked Franks cock and pulled him along with her. As she trembled stiffly and toppled forward across his chest, Frank sent bolt after bolt of white lightning deep into her cavern. She felt each surge of his cock and in response, her pussy would answer with a crushing squeeze. Each such squeeze held Frank's next bolt back for a fraction of a second, guaranteeing that each struck with maximum pent-up force. The effect was mind-blowing for both.

Long minutes passed. Stacy lay across Frank's chest, covered in sweat and panting deeply. As her orgasm, her third of the night, slowly faded she could feel gentle spasms in her pussy still trying to milk his slowly softening member. Frank was gasping for air, effectively out of the game for the foreseeable future.

Betty's own pussy was bubbling with anticipation. Jared had yet to cum and was still hard inside her. Betty had needed the rest; her pussy became over-sensitive after orgasm and she couldn't tolerate much stimulation. Unlike the young woman that had just fucked Frank into the ground, she couldn't go charging from one climax to the next. A cool-down time was good for her. But now she had gotten that and now was fully primed for another round with Jared's hard cock.

She pulled Jared's head down to hears and kissed him gently, almost chastely on the lips. Then, in a false stage whisper, she told him "I'll have what she's having".

Jared's shoulders shook briefly with laughter. Betty felt his cock move and swell just a fraction as his attention returned to the woman he was fucking. He slowly withdrew himself from her, his rod flipping upward as it sprang free. He knelt between her legs as she steepled her knees to open herself wider for him. For a moment or two, he explored her sex with one hand. Her thick, black beaver was matted with perspiration and other fluids. At the top of her cleft, her clitoris stood prominently, wrapped in its hood like a feather boa. While his eyes focused on that ultimate center of female arousal, he let two and then three fingers find their way into her hot hole. The wet mouth of Betty's pussy swallowed his fingers, seeming to suck them in. He smiled as he felt her muscles contract to grip the intruders. He let his fingers gently play with her inner chamber and then lightly brushed her clit with his thumb. A soft groan of desire and contentment escaped her mouth.

Jared pulled his hand away and settled into position, his thighs pressed against hers, his cock lying along her slit, pointing out over her clit. Then he playfully stroked her outer folds with the head of his dick before seating it in her hole and sliding gently back into her waiting sleave. To all outward appearances, he had forgotten that his wife was lying across another man at his side.

Stacy had forgotten nothing. She had cum twice on Frank's big dick and they had been fabulous. Under normal circumstances, a performance like that had a chance of sating her appetite for a time. But having her husband next to her pleasuring another woman was just too arousing. She was still hungry for more and had decided how she was going to get it.

As her husband slid into Betty, Stacy pulled herself off Frank's soft but still sizable cock and stood above him. "Jared, wait a second." The pair both looked at Stacy questioningly.

Stacy was staring down at Frank, her expression hard to read. One hand gently felt her left breast, still tender from Frank's rough handling. Her other hand lightly cupped her beaver. A gentle, sly smile crossed her face as two fingers entered her folds and came away with a load of cunt juice and jizz. She brought the fingers to her mouth, examined them briefly and then licked them. She quickly cleaned her fingers with tongue and lips as if she had just eaten fried chicken. Then, in a casual, playful voice she asked, "Are you hungry, Betty?"

"Bring that nasty cunt over her, girl, There aren't many things that taste better than a well-fucked pussy."

Stacy stepped across to the conjoined couple and straddled Betty's head. She was facing her husband and paused a moment or two to allow him to study her open, dripping sex. A rivulet of fluid had begun its journey down her inner thigh. With a casual elegance that seemed at the same time both out of place and natural, she used a couple fingers to gather it up. Her other hand settled on her husband's head and tilted it back gently. She brought her fingers in close to his face. "See what you made me do?" her voice still playful but becoming husky. His mouth was slack with wonder and she fed her loaded fingers into it. "Taste me. Taste Frank. This is what your dirty old habits made me do."

It had been quite a few years since Jared had tasted another man's cum but this was not the first time. He had never gotten a thrill out of it but had also never hesitated to eat a woman after another man had filled her with his seed. Well, he hadn't hesitated much after the first time or two.

This was different. This was his wife feeding him the mingled juices of the lust she had expressed with another man. He caught her wrist in one hand, holding her in place. He licked and sucked at her fingers, moaning with desire. He was so very happy, happy with every fiber of his being. His lovely, exciting wife was sharing something with him and it was something far greater than those slippery fluids. It was a love of sex, a joy of the body.

Stacy could see the bliss in her husband's face and was nearly overwhelmed with love for him. Betty had said it in the car but had no idea how right she was. She was so fortunate to have found Jared... a loving, kind, intelligent and sexy man to share joy with. Passions that transcended sexual lust threatened to overwhelm her body and her knees grew week.

Fortunately, she had the presence of mind to let herself down gently before she fell over.

Jared continued to gently suckle her fingers, staring into Stacy's eyes as she knelt, hovering above Betty's face. Despite the fact that his manhood was lodged in another woman's love nest, he felt very close to his wife at that moment. She was truly the love of his life. And even though right now they were expressing themselves sexually, he knew deep in the fiber of his being that he and his wife shared a lot more than that. Their quite nights watching TV together or working together in the kitchen or the yard... simple tasks and quiet interludes shared by two people at peace with one another. His wife was smart, sensible and sexy as hell and she seemed to think he was pretty nice to be with too.

Both Lancasters felt Betty move beneath them. She wrapped her arms around the younger woman's thighs and waist, pulling her still-dripping snatch down onto her salivating mouth. At the same time, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around Jared. Digging her heels into the flesh of his ass, she pulled him tightly against her groin and ground herself against him.

She grunted softly and let out a long moan. "Spermy pussy for my mouth and hard cock for my pussy. God damn am I glad that Helen couldn't make it. To think that I was just going to do laundry tonight."

Stacy shook herself from her reverie as Betty's tongue dug into her slit, seeking out the goodies Frank had left there. She grinned at her husband. "Fuck her baby." She reached down to grasp Betty's big tits. They were spread wide and soft across her chest and Stacy attempted to gather each one into a hand. She pushed them together, presenting them to her husband. "Fuck this awesome, nasty slut. Make her cum. I want to feel her shake and hear her moan while I drown her with my cunt."

Jared pushed against Betty's clasping legs, sliding his shaft back until only its head remained within her hot hole. There was tension on his cock as the crown of its head pulled out gently against the elastic ring at the entrance to her pussy.

Stacy's hands were clasping the outside of the older woman's breast, leaving her nipples and cleavage open and inviting to Jared's attention. He reached down and pawed at her peaks, tweaking her nipples and kneading the flesh of her sensitive tits. Then he plunged back in to the hilt, filling her cunt with meat.

Betty gasped into the folds of Stacy's dripping sex. The experienced slut was having the time of her life with this loving young couple. Jared was every bit as talented as she remembered and his bride was proving to be a sex-hungry slut of the highest order. As Jared began stroking into her depths at a steady, firm pace, Betty shifted her oral attentions from the depths of Stacy's honeypot to the hard nubbin of her clitoris at the peak of her slit. She pursed her lips to suck on the tiny little thing, allowing her teeth to scrape across it from time to time. As she attacked the other woman's clit, she began pressing a spear of three fingers into her hole. Loosened by earlier activity and wet with Stacy's juices, whatever was left from Frank's hefty deposit and her own saliva, the eager young twat offered little resistance.

"Of fuck!" Stacy exclaimed in a horse and trembling voice. She released the older woman's breasts and clasped her husband's shoulders, staring him in the eye. "She eating me real good. Pound her Jared. Fuck her hard and make her cum."

Betty had allowed her legs to relax, her senses filled with the delicious scent and taste of the young slut and the thrusting, throbbing intrusions of her groom. Jared hooked his arms under her knees and hauled her meaty limbs up onto his shoulders, altering his angle of approach. The change brought renewed moans from the big woman and Stacy could feel her entire body vibrate in responses.

Frank sat on the floor next to the trio, still in a slight daze as he watched the threesome drive themselves towards climax. The pale young woman was grinding herself down on the face of the experienced swinger while the male member of the triad continued to pound into her sloshing quim.

Stacy was trying to watch her husband's cock as it pistoned into Betty's hole. She wanted a better look. She bent forward to hook the other woman's legs in her arms and began pulling them back, forcing Betty farther onto her shoulders and neck. Keeping her throbbing pussy planed across Betty's mouth, Stacy shuffled her position slightly and drew the older woman's hips up far off the ground.

Jared's cock sprang free as Stacy held Betty's body nearly vertical. Juices from her pussy were flung into the air, several drops catching Stacy in the face. She giggled and tried to reach some of it that had landed near the corner of her mouth with her tongue. Stacy adjusted her grip on the other woman's body, now encircling her waist in a hug. She bent her head down, craning it a bit to reach the other woman's snatch. Without hardly even realizing she was about lick another woman's sex for the first time, she drug her tongue along the length of her slit. The other woman tasted very much like her own juices. She drank down the nectar and then straightened to face her husband. Jared had risen to his feet and was stroking his glistening cock. "Now let me taste it off of you." She said.

Jared stepped into position as his wife dug her chin into Betty's beaver. Betty had let off her attack on the younger woman's sex, waiting for the next stage of the performance. She squirmed a bit at the unusual sensation as Stacy playfully worked her chin across the older woman's mound. Betty was a bit uncomfortable upside-down on her neck but she was willing to put up with it to see what would happen.

Stacy opened her mouth and Jared slid his cock in. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feel and taste of her husband. She sucked at it gently for a few moments and then released it.

Stacy sat there a moment or two, Betty's upside-down body held close to her own, her husband's cock bobbing just a few inches away. Shit, she thought, this isn't really going to work.

She let Betty's body weight carry them both back down to the floor. Then she grabbed the woman's ankles and pulled them back and wide, opening her up to her husband. Betty's back was once again flat on the floor and her hips were just barely raised above it.

Betty pressed her fingers back into Stacy's pussy, wriggling and flexing them as she explored the young woman's inner self. Stacy sighed in appreciations and gave her husband his marching orders. "Back in the saddle stud. This is it, we're all going to cum our asses off this time."

Jared lunged forward, nearly jumping as he directed his cock back into Betty's steaming hole. He rammed home in a single, violent motion that moved the entire pile of bodies a couple inches across the thick carpet. The resounding slap of colliding flesh was accompanied but a guttural cry from Betty and her pussy eagerly absorbed the assault.

Stacy released Betty's legs and her husband caught them in the crook of each arm. The young woman's hands found purchase on the big slut's ample tits and she ground her cunt down on the other woman's face. Her hands were gripping the pliant tit flesh hard, nearly buried in soft folds of breast. It was lucky for Betty that the young woman kept her nails short.

Stacy's eyes were locked with Jared's, her face distorted by nearly vicious passion. "Fuck her hard god damn it. Make her scream into my cunt."

Driven by his wife's passion, Jared pounded away at Betty's heaving body, rapidly driving her to climax. Not to be out-done or out-shown, Betty was hard at work at his wife's nether region, deeply penetrating her hole with her fingers and treating her clit to successive rounds of nibbling and sucking. Stacy was getting close to her fourth orgasm of the night, panting and heaving and yelling half intelligible. "Oh god you fucking slut, your fucking mouth is going to make cum again. Fuck her baby. Screw her lights out."

Betty started the chain reaction. Just as Stacy had demanded, the other woman screamed into her cunt as her pussy spasmed and clamped down on Jared's driving rod. "She's shooting. You did it, she's fucking cumming. Fill her up baby. CUM! Fill her cunt with your jizz." Stacy reached out to her husband with one arm, roughly grabbing his neck as she yelled at him. "Fill the cunt up!" Her face was twisted in a snarl of passion.

Jared really needed no prompting as Betty's cunt milked his cock. He grunted and heaved as his nuts released there long pent-up seed. He lunged forward a final time, forcing his erupting cock as deep as it would go.

With both her partners tumbling through climax and Betty's moans and heavy, rapid breathing penetrating her pussy, Stacy followed them over the edge into crashing bliss. In some quirk of orgasmic release, her own quaking was silent, her mouth agape and eyes wide as contractions and shudders careened wildly through her body. New supplies of pussy juice dribbled unnoticed across Betty's blissed-out face.

While Stacy was still riding the plateau of her climax and Betty was showing signs of descending from hers, Jared withdrew his cock. It glistened wetly and its popping emergence from the woman's pussy was immediately followed by a flow of cum dribbling from her gaping sex. Stacy's dazed eyes stared at the sight; her husband's cock just beginning to lose the throbbing hardness of full arousal, Betty's pubic hair thickly matted and her nether lips open and inflamed.

With the hot energy of her orgasm yet to drain completely from her body, the young woman was drawn to the open sex of the other. She bent forward, resting her hands on Betty's thick thighs near her groin. She stared at the open folds of pussy, saw the big drops of pearly cum and smelled their mingled musks. Stacy laid her face along the upper reaches of the other woman's slit, barely noticing when Betty jumped as she contacted her large, swollen clit. The fingers of one hand dove into the fountain of glorious cum. She scooped up the substance and brought it to her mouth quickly like a child drinking from a bathroom faucet. She slurped, reveling in the complex taste and texture of lust. Then she dove her head down into the valley between the other woman's legs, seeking with lip and tongue all the glorious cum her fountain had to offer.

Stacy was gradually wriggling farther down Betty's body as she craned her neck and strove to push her face further and further into the other woman's seeping well. Stacy's lust-addled mind was fixated on the product the glorious union of this woman and her husband had produced. She didn't notice the tone of Betty's yelps and hisses.

Betty rolled over, carrying the smaller woman with her. She was briefly on top of the young slut but continued on, rolling off and away from Stacy and coming to rest on her back. "I said stop you crazy cunt. I can't take that much stimulation so quickly."

Stacy's flushed and gleaming face wore a look of confusion. Her own pussy was energized; ready for anything. Sure it was sensitive... that's what made sex so great.

Well, her brain was in no condition to give the mystery any thought. She turned away from the panting woman and back to her loving husband. He was reclined on his elbows, his dick about half-hard. That glorious substance was beginning to dry on it.