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After Flo's party and with summer vacation starting business began to pick up. Without school in the way we were both able to service the older women of our small beachside community and even some of the surrounding towns. Life was good and for a poor k** growing up in the early eighties, I was doing alright. I had my van and a good sized chunk of cash in the bank on top of getting all of the pussy I could ask for and then some, who cared if that pussy was some of my classmates' grandmothers. It wasn't that our new found wealth didn't come without its risks, it did, and we'd both come close to being caught by husbands who had come home unexpectedly. The risks just added to the excitement of the game.
Most of our calls were pretty much the same. A lonely housewife would call one of us and we would go over and take care of business. Every lady was different but the scene was usually the same. Let them suck our dicks, maybe eat their grey haired pussy and then fuck them silly. However, there was one morning in particular that I have to share with you.
I was sitting at home eating a bowl of Coco Krispies when the phone rang. With the bowl still in my lap I answered since my brothers no longer would. They pretty much knew by now that the call would be for me. "Hello."
"Hi, is Tom there?" The voice sounded much younger than my usual clients.
"This is him", I replied.
"Hi, my name is Sarah and I'm in need of your um...", the voice paused for a second, "services."
"Okay, when would you like me to be there", I asked even though there was something in her voice that didn't sound quite right.
"I need you right away if you can", she replied somewhat nervously. Nervousness was something that I was used to, but still it seemed like there was something more going on.
Despite the nagging voice that told me something was odd about this one I asked for her address, which she gave me and I told her that I'd be there in about an hour. I hung up and got into the shower. As I rubbed one out and shot my load into the drain something was still nagging at my mind that this was different.
I found her address easily enough, it was in a private gated community in Daytona where all of the houses had hangers behind the garage that were connected to a private air strip. This broad had money. I parked my van on the street in front of her fine trimmed lawn and walked up the driveway past the shiny Mercedes parked there. When I reached the ornate door I rang the bell and waited. I didn't wait long before a beautiful blonde answered the door. "Hi, I'm looking for Sarah", I greeted this gorgeous woman of maybe thirty.
"You must be Tom, come on in", she smiled nervously as she opened the screen door. "I'm Sarah and I'm glad that you could make it on such short notice."
I was stunned, most of my clients were women in their fifties or sixties and usually not much to look at but here was a woman who could be on a runway in Paris or something. She was maybe thirty, but I doubted that she was that old, tall and thin with perky breasts poking out beneath her expensive silk blouse. She had long bleach blonde hair that almost hung down to the narrow waist of her black miniskirt. I followed her into the expensively appointed home, my eyes glued to the swaying of her firm bubble butt. Any man would die to fuck her, why the hell was she calling me?
She closed the door behind us and looked me up and down, "You will do nicely", she murmured cryptically. "Let me explain what I need", she started, "I recently caught my husband cheating on me."
I thought to myself, well been there done that, after all the majority of my clients are married. "Okay?"
"I want to teach the asshole a lesson, and I'll pay whatever you ask."
A chance to fuck this gorgeous blonde, I can do that. Still, she seemed to be holding back. "So you're going to pay me to fuck you behind your husband's back as revenge?"
'Well, that's the thing", she began coyly, "He's upstairs handcuffed to the bed and it certainly won't be behind his back."
No fucking way, even if she had the body of a supermodel. "You have the wrong guy!" I started for the door.
"Wait", she pleaded, "a thousand dollars."
I stopped, fifty bucks to fuck an old broad was one thing, but a grand to fuck her, hmmm.
I thought for a moment.
She undid the buttons of her blouse showing me the most perfect set of titties that I'd ever seen. Hell, they were better than anything I'd seen in my old man's porno mags. "Alright, but I ain't touching him. And I want the cash up front."
"Deal", she replied, "follow me."
She led me to the bedroom. The decorations were like something out of a magazine. Then there was the fifty something year old guy handcuffed naked to the headboard of the king sized bed. He thrashed against his bindings when he saw me enter the room behind his gorgeous young wife. He looked at me with hatred in his eyes and swore, "Do you know who I am? I will fuck up your world!"
She glared at him and explained, "Baby, you do know who my lawyer is and if I give him the pictures of you and my sister, I'll get everything in the divorce." She walked around the bed and picked up a pair of men's suit pants from the floor. Reaching into the pocket she pulled out his wallet and counted out ten one hundred dollar bills, which she handed to me.
I took the money and stuffed it into my shorts watching as the bound old guy's eyes bulged and the veins on his forehead visibly popped out.
Turning back to me Sarah let the blouse slip from her shoulders and fall to the ground. I swear that it was the most erotic thing that I'd ever seen. She sauntered up to me and slowly dropped to her knees. In slow motion I watched as she unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my cut off jean shorts. They fell to the ground around my ankles soon to be joined by my white cotton briefs.
My cock was already hard as it sprang free of my Fruit of the Looms. "Holy shit", she gasped as she took in the sight of my raging hard prick. She looked over her shoulder at her struggling husband, "This is what I've been missing? Look at it you bastard, this boy has a real cock!"
I'm no expert on other guys, but looking at the pathetic little stub that poked out from his pubes, I knew that he was no match for my thick seven inches. She wrapped her fingers around my shaft and gave it a couple of strokes before the first bead of my precum bubbled up from my pisshole. "Look", she said to her captive husband, "I'm evidently woman enough for him."
"Honey I said that I'm sorry", he whined, "send that motherfucker home and let's talk about this!"
"Oh, we'll talk about it alright", she informed him, "but not until I've had a real cock." She bent forward and wrapped her ruby red lips around the head of my prick. She sucked my rod deep into her throat. Her warm mouth felt heavenly as she bobbed up and down on my shaft, yet it was her deep blue eyes staring up at me that I found myself captivated by. I tore my eyes away just long enough to stare her husband in the eyes and smile.
She sucked on my cock for a few minutes, getting me as hard as I'd ever been, before she let me slip from her mouth. Gliding up off of her knees she pulled me towards the bed. I watched mesmerized as she peeled off the black miniskirt revealing her black lace panties and matching garter.
"Okay, okay, you've made your point", her husband whined, "now get dressed and send him away so we can straighten this out."
"Not until you've seen me get fucked by a real man", she assured him angrily, "and if you don't shut up and let me enjoy this beautiful cock I'll pay him to fuck you too!"
I really hoped that she wasn't serious about that threat, but I played along and grabbed my dick and gave it a couple of strokes in his direction. For just a moment his anger turned to fear at the implied threat.
I dropped to the thick carpet and buried my nose in the gusset of those silky panties and took in the scent of her sex and rich perfume. I hooked my thumbs around the waistband and pulled down the soft black material, inch by inch revealing the finely trimmed vee of downy like pubic hair that resided above the thick lips of her sex. Gently I pushed her back against the mattress until she fell back laying across her bound husband. Using my thumbs I spread open her lips and took in the beauty of the pink meat inside. I'd tasted a lot of pussy in the past few months, and I'd loved every one of them, but nothing could have prepared me for the nectar that I drank from between those silken thighs. I licked the length of her slit, greedily lapping up the juices that flowed from within.
I looked up from between her legs and could see that her head laid on top of her husband's belly. His little prick was standing about as proud as a thin five inch dick could I suppose. It's not like she was paying any attention to it anyways. Her eyes were closed and her delicate fingers were twisting her erect nipples as soft moans slipped from her lips.
"Mmm, I heard that you had a magic tongue", she sighed, "George, you could learn so much from this k**!"
I continued to lap up her freely flowing juices stopping now and then to suck on her engorged clit. She began to twitch on the bed as small tremors radiated up her tight body. As her breathing became more and more erratic her moans turned into squeals of delight. Her hands left her breasts and I felt them in my hair, pulling my face tighter into her crotch and her silky smooth thighs squeezed against my ears as her orgasm rocked her petite frame.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck", she screamed as she came raising the upper part of her body off of the bed and her husband before slamming back down.
"Oomph", he groaned as her head impacted on his dick. It was obvious that his body wanted to curl up with the pain but the bindings on his hands and feet prevented it.
I actually felt bad for the guy, he was obviously having a very bad day. He gets caught cheating, has to watch his wife with another man and now he gets a head but to the nads. However, I didn't feel bad enough to stop me from climbing up between his young wife's thighs and teasing her hypersensitive clit with my prick. Her body shook each time I slapped her little nub with my helmet.
"Oh fucking God, stop teasing me and put that gorgeous cock inside me", she gasped.
Who was I to argue, I lined up with her slick entrance and pushed half of my dick into her. Her pussy was hot, wet and very tight around my shaft. I pulled out and slammed the whole thing home.
"Shit, that big cock feels so good", she cried as I bottomed out in her steamy snatch, "George he's filling parts of my pussy that you're little stub could never reach!"
His face was a mix of anger, pain and more than a little shame as he turned his head away. I suppose that I wouldn't watch this either.
I began to fuck her slowly at first, feeling her tight pussy stretching to accommodate my length and girth. I'd had a lot of pussy lately, but this had to be the best one yet. Her legs wrapped around my ass as she urged me to pick up the pace and fuck her harder. Each time I bottomed out in that hot wet cunt she gave a little whine or whimper. It didn't take long before she was once again thrashing below me as her second orgasm swept over her.
"Son of a bitch", she swore breathlessly as she came down from her orgasmic high. She then pushed me off of her and rolled over onto her hands and knees. Her perfect tits hung just above her husband's face as I entered her again from behind.
He tried lifting his head to suck on her firm pink nipple but she slapped his face away. "Don't fucking touch me you bastard!" she cursed, and using her hand she forced his head to the side, "just watch how a real man fucks a woman." Given the way she was holding his head, her humiliated husband had to have a good view down her body to where my balls were slapping against the folds of her cunt.
I grabbed onto her firm little ass and pounded my prick into her with hard piston like strokes. I watched as my shaft pulled out of her sheath glistening with her juices before ramming it in again to the hilt, it's a view that never get's old for me.
"That's it", she cried, "fuck the hell out of my little pussy!" She looked down at her suffering husband, "You see that George? Can you see that big fucking cock filling me up?, It feels so good to finally have a real man in me." She continued to torment and berate him as I pounded her dripping box. "I'm going to cum again", she told him, "and it's not a fake one like I do with you!"
Ouch, that had to sting.
I was getting pretty close too and told her so.
"Cum inside me, I want to feel you filling me up."
George started to protest about that one. "You want him to cum inside you? What if you get pregnant?"
"Shut the fuck up! If I get pregnant, then I get pregnant! It's not like your little worm has been up to the job!"
Whoa, hold on, don't I get a say in this, I was screaming inside my head. I didn't want a baby yet! That didn't stop me from fucking her even harder, driving both of us over the edge. She collapsed on top of him, her firm titties mashed against the side of his face as my balls boiled over and erupted inside her clinging pussy. "Oh fuck", I grunted as my cock twitched with each powerful jet of my seed into her fertile young womb. Falling back on my haunches I watched a thick white glob of my cum ooze from her hole.
"Damn George, he just shot so much sperm into me", she teased her husband, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "you better do something about it if you don't want to hear the pitter patter of little feet." With that she crawled over him and straddled his face. "You better get all of that nasty boy's sperm out of me." Holding his head still with her thighs she mashed her sloppy cum filled pussy onto his mouth.
He struggled beneath her for a bit and was swearing up a storm although his voice was muffled by her creamy twat. Eventually I could see his mouth working on her snatch. Tears flowed down his face as he swallowed my goo from her cunt.
"That's it, you better get that tongue in there deep", she told him, "he shot it way up there and a lot of it too."
I was stunned by what I was watching unfold next to me on the bed. Here was some big wig being forced to eat my cum from his wife's freshly fucked pussy. This had to rate right up there with the geriatric orgy with Flo's mother as one of the most deprived things that I'd ever seen. I was hard as a rock, which didn't go unnoticed by Sarah.
"Damn George, it looks like he's ready to go again", she announced and then came the zinger, "He's already fucked my poor pussy sooo much longer than you ever have and instead of rolling over and falling asleep, he's ready for round two." She looked over at me with a wicked grin and said, "Wait here." She lifted off of his face, leaving it covered with the mess of our fucking, and jumped off the bed.
I watched her firm little ass as she practically ran to the bathroom. Her husband just glared at me but it's hard to look menacing when your entire face shined with the glaze of someone else's jizz, which for some reason made me laugh. That pissed him off and as he fumed in silence Sarah returned carrying a small jar of Vaseline. No fucking way, I thought. I am not fucking a dude. Judging by the look of fear on his face George must've had the same thought.
She climbed back up onto the bed and noted her husband's eyes wide with fear and locked on the jar. She laughed and assured us both that she had no intention of sharing my dick with him. She handed me the jar, "Get it nice and greased up, I want you to fuck my asshole."
"What", George sputtered as the veins in his forehead popped out angrily. "You've never let me touch you there! What happened to you being afraid that it was too big?"
"I never said that, it wasn't that you were to big, it was more like why bother."
My hands were shaking with excitement as I fumbled with the lid. I scooped out a generous amount of the slippery gel and slathered my it up and down my steel hard rod.
Sarah laid down next to her bound husband and slid one knee under his head, with the other she trapped it between them forcing his gaze up into her crotch. "How's the view", she asked acidly.
I laid down behind her and gripped my greasy log. It took a little searching but eventually I was lined up with her puckered little asshole. I pushed and was met with more resistance than I'd expected, but eventually the head of my prick popped past her ring and entered her ass. Holy shit it was tight! I fed my cock into her an inch at a time, allowing her to stretch before each push. I could only imagine what it looked like from George's perspective. Finally I was completely buried in her virgin ass, it was fucking incredible. I began to slowly pump my cock into her ass, it was like nothing that I'd felt before.
"Ugh", she grunted as I pushed into her," how's that look honey? Ugh, I do hope that big, ugh, cock doesn't make my, ugh, ass look fat!"
As her ass loosened up I began fucking her harder. I had one arm propping my head up and the other d****d around her so that I could play with her clit. After a while of this she began to really get into it, pushing back to meet my thrusts but the position was proving awkward for both of us. Finally I pulled out and urged her back up onto all four. She scooted forward so that her left knee was pressed right up against her husband's face, again giving him a front row seat as I pushed back into that hole she'd evidently been denying him.
This new position allowed me to really drive my cock into her shitter and I began to ride her hard. Each thrust brought my sack slapping audibly against the wet lips of her cunt. No longer able to reach her clit in this new position I grabbed the firm cheeks of her ass and spread them to give myself a better view. What a view it was, my hard cock sliding into her tight asshole and watching as it fought to keep me inside on the back stroke, just fucking great. That is except for the tearful face of her husband beneath us being forced to watch me defile his hot young trophy wife's ass while our cum was still drying on his face.
"Make yourself useful", the gorgeous blonde ordered her husband", lick my clit while this real man fucks my ass!"
He did as he was told and soon my balls were slapping against the side of his face as I pounded his wife's perfect round ass. I could see the humiliation on his face between each thrust. I actually almost felt bad for the guy, almost. Why would you screw around when you had this to come home to every night?
The added stimulation of George's tongue was the final straw for Sarah. Her body shook and her ass squeezed my cock as she screamed out her orgasm, "Oh shit, fuck me! Fuck my asshole! Fuuuck!"
That did it to me too, and grabbing her hips I made one last thrust deep into her colon and filled it with my seed. At last my dick stopped twitching as the last of my jizz oozed into her battered hole and I began to pull out. A shudder ran through me as her ring gripped the overly sensitive head of my prick as it pulled free of her asshole. It flopped against George's forehead. Oops! I gave him a quick apologizing look then noticed that my dick was a mess of petroleum jelly and cum. A thin string of goo attached my prick to his face as I pulled it away.
As if getting slapped in the face with the slimy cock that had just come from his wife's asshole wasn't bad enough, Sarah compounded his humiliation by lifting her leg over his head and grinding her leaking hole against his face. Her cute little ass made farting noises as she pushed my load out of her poop chute and by the time she was done his red face was covered with a shiny layer of cum and Vaseline. I wasn't sure what else she had planned for the afternoon, but I couldn't torture the poor guy anymore.
I got up from the bed and went into their bathroom. It was probably bigger than my bedroom at home, and definitely much better decorated. I grabbed a washcloth that was probably meant for decoration, just like the ones my mom always yelled at us boys for using, except this one didn't come from K-Mart. Wetting it in the sink I washed the slime from my dick and left the soiled material on the vanity.
When I returned to the bedroom Sarah was slipping on a fancy silk robe and George was still tied to the bed, his face an absolute mess but his small cock looked painfully hard. He shot me a glaring look and she slapped his pathetic hard on hard enough to make it slap against his thigh. "Don't worry", she assured me, "I won't let him up until you are gone."
I took that as my invitation to leave and I did. As I was heading for the front door I heard her husband ask, "Now that you've had your fun, what about me." She laughed as she told him to beat off with a pair of tweezers in the shower.
I met up with my buddy Steve later that evening, as we usually did, to share the stories of our day and smoke a joint or two. As we sat in the white sand with the sun setting over our shoulders he turned to me and said, "dude, you'll never believe how close I came to getting caught by my last ol' ladies husband!"
I took a deep hit of the pungent herb and replied, "man, wait 'till I tell you about my day."
Most of our calls were pretty much the same. A lonely housewife would call one of us and we would go over and take care of business. Every lady was different but the scene was usually the same. Let them suck our dicks, maybe eat their grey haired pussy and then fuck them silly. However, there was one morning in particular that I have to share with you.
I was sitting at home eating a bowl of Coco Krispies when the phone rang. With the bowl still in my lap I answered since my brothers no longer would. They pretty much knew by now that the call would be for me. "Hello."
"Hi, is Tom there?" The voice sounded much younger than my usual clients.
"This is him", I replied.
"Hi, my name is Sarah and I'm in need of your um...", the voice paused for a second, "services."
"Okay, when would you like me to be there", I asked even though there was something in her voice that didn't sound quite right.
"I need you right away if you can", she replied somewhat nervously. Nervousness was something that I was used to, but still it seemed like there was something more going on.
Despite the nagging voice that told me something was odd about this one I asked for her address, which she gave me and I told her that I'd be there in about an hour. I hung up and got into the shower. As I rubbed one out and shot my load into the drain something was still nagging at my mind that this was different.
I found her address easily enough, it was in a private gated community in Daytona where all of the houses had hangers behind the garage that were connected to a private air strip. This broad had money. I parked my van on the street in front of her fine trimmed lawn and walked up the driveway past the shiny Mercedes parked there. When I reached the ornate door I rang the bell and waited. I didn't wait long before a beautiful blonde answered the door. "Hi, I'm looking for Sarah", I greeted this gorgeous woman of maybe thirty.
"You must be Tom, come on in", she smiled nervously as she opened the screen door. "I'm Sarah and I'm glad that you could make it on such short notice."
I was stunned, most of my clients were women in their fifties or sixties and usually not much to look at but here was a woman who could be on a runway in Paris or something. She was maybe thirty, but I doubted that she was that old, tall and thin with perky breasts poking out beneath her expensive silk blouse. She had long bleach blonde hair that almost hung down to the narrow waist of her black miniskirt. I followed her into the expensively appointed home, my eyes glued to the swaying of her firm bubble butt. Any man would die to fuck her, why the hell was she calling me?
She closed the door behind us and looked me up and down, "You will do nicely", she murmured cryptically. "Let me explain what I need", she started, "I recently caught my husband cheating on me."
I thought to myself, well been there done that, after all the majority of my clients are married. "Okay?"
"I want to teach the asshole a lesson, and I'll pay whatever you ask."
A chance to fuck this gorgeous blonde, I can do that. Still, she seemed to be holding back. "So you're going to pay me to fuck you behind your husband's back as revenge?"
'Well, that's the thing", she began coyly, "He's upstairs handcuffed to the bed and it certainly won't be behind his back."
No fucking way, even if she had the body of a supermodel. "You have the wrong guy!" I started for the door.
"Wait", she pleaded, "a thousand dollars."
I stopped, fifty bucks to fuck an old broad was one thing, but a grand to fuck her, hmmm.
I thought for a moment.
She undid the buttons of her blouse showing me the most perfect set of titties that I'd ever seen. Hell, they were better than anything I'd seen in my old man's porno mags. "Alright, but I ain't touching him. And I want the cash up front."
"Deal", she replied, "follow me."
She led me to the bedroom. The decorations were like something out of a magazine. Then there was the fifty something year old guy handcuffed naked to the headboard of the king sized bed. He thrashed against his bindings when he saw me enter the room behind his gorgeous young wife. He looked at me with hatred in his eyes and swore, "Do you know who I am? I will fuck up your world!"
She glared at him and explained, "Baby, you do know who my lawyer is and if I give him the pictures of you and my sister, I'll get everything in the divorce." She walked around the bed and picked up a pair of men's suit pants from the floor. Reaching into the pocket she pulled out his wallet and counted out ten one hundred dollar bills, which she handed to me.
I took the money and stuffed it into my shorts watching as the bound old guy's eyes bulged and the veins on his forehead visibly popped out.
Turning back to me Sarah let the blouse slip from her shoulders and fall to the ground. I swear that it was the most erotic thing that I'd ever seen. She sauntered up to me and slowly dropped to her knees. In slow motion I watched as she unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my cut off jean shorts. They fell to the ground around my ankles soon to be joined by my white cotton briefs.
My cock was already hard as it sprang free of my Fruit of the Looms. "Holy shit", she gasped as she took in the sight of my raging hard prick. She looked over her shoulder at her struggling husband, "This is what I've been missing? Look at it you bastard, this boy has a real cock!"
I'm no expert on other guys, but looking at the pathetic little stub that poked out from his pubes, I knew that he was no match for my thick seven inches. She wrapped her fingers around my shaft and gave it a couple of strokes before the first bead of my precum bubbled up from my pisshole. "Look", she said to her captive husband, "I'm evidently woman enough for him."
"Honey I said that I'm sorry", he whined, "send that motherfucker home and let's talk about this!"
"Oh, we'll talk about it alright", she informed him, "but not until I've had a real cock." She bent forward and wrapped her ruby red lips around the head of my prick. She sucked my rod deep into her throat. Her warm mouth felt heavenly as she bobbed up and down on my shaft, yet it was her deep blue eyes staring up at me that I found myself captivated by. I tore my eyes away just long enough to stare her husband in the eyes and smile.
She sucked on my cock for a few minutes, getting me as hard as I'd ever been, before she let me slip from her mouth. Gliding up off of her knees she pulled me towards the bed. I watched mesmerized as she peeled off the black miniskirt revealing her black lace panties and matching garter.
"Okay, okay, you've made your point", her husband whined, "now get dressed and send him away so we can straighten this out."
"Not until you've seen me get fucked by a real man", she assured him angrily, "and if you don't shut up and let me enjoy this beautiful cock I'll pay him to fuck you too!"
I really hoped that she wasn't serious about that threat, but I played along and grabbed my dick and gave it a couple of strokes in his direction. For just a moment his anger turned to fear at the implied threat.
I dropped to the thick carpet and buried my nose in the gusset of those silky panties and took in the scent of her sex and rich perfume. I hooked my thumbs around the waistband and pulled down the soft black material, inch by inch revealing the finely trimmed vee of downy like pubic hair that resided above the thick lips of her sex. Gently I pushed her back against the mattress until she fell back laying across her bound husband. Using my thumbs I spread open her lips and took in the beauty of the pink meat inside. I'd tasted a lot of pussy in the past few months, and I'd loved every one of them, but nothing could have prepared me for the nectar that I drank from between those silken thighs. I licked the length of her slit, greedily lapping up the juices that flowed from within.
I looked up from between her legs and could see that her head laid on top of her husband's belly. His little prick was standing about as proud as a thin five inch dick could I suppose. It's not like she was paying any attention to it anyways. Her eyes were closed and her delicate fingers were twisting her erect nipples as soft moans slipped from her lips.
"Mmm, I heard that you had a magic tongue", she sighed, "George, you could learn so much from this k**!"
I continued to lap up her freely flowing juices stopping now and then to suck on her engorged clit. She began to twitch on the bed as small tremors radiated up her tight body. As her breathing became more and more erratic her moans turned into squeals of delight. Her hands left her breasts and I felt them in my hair, pulling my face tighter into her crotch and her silky smooth thighs squeezed against my ears as her orgasm rocked her petite frame.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck", she screamed as she came raising the upper part of her body off of the bed and her husband before slamming back down.
"Oomph", he groaned as her head impacted on his dick. It was obvious that his body wanted to curl up with the pain but the bindings on his hands and feet prevented it.
I actually felt bad for the guy, he was obviously having a very bad day. He gets caught cheating, has to watch his wife with another man and now he gets a head but to the nads. However, I didn't feel bad enough to stop me from climbing up between his young wife's thighs and teasing her hypersensitive clit with my prick. Her body shook each time I slapped her little nub with my helmet.
"Oh fucking God, stop teasing me and put that gorgeous cock inside me", she gasped.
Who was I to argue, I lined up with her slick entrance and pushed half of my dick into her. Her pussy was hot, wet and very tight around my shaft. I pulled out and slammed the whole thing home.
"Shit, that big cock feels so good", she cried as I bottomed out in her steamy snatch, "George he's filling parts of my pussy that you're little stub could never reach!"
His face was a mix of anger, pain and more than a little shame as he turned his head away. I suppose that I wouldn't watch this either.
I began to fuck her slowly at first, feeling her tight pussy stretching to accommodate my length and girth. I'd had a lot of pussy lately, but this had to be the best one yet. Her legs wrapped around my ass as she urged me to pick up the pace and fuck her harder. Each time I bottomed out in that hot wet cunt she gave a little whine or whimper. It didn't take long before she was once again thrashing below me as her second orgasm swept over her.
"Son of a bitch", she swore breathlessly as she came down from her orgasmic high. She then pushed me off of her and rolled over onto her hands and knees. Her perfect tits hung just above her husband's face as I entered her again from behind.
He tried lifting his head to suck on her firm pink nipple but she slapped his face away. "Don't fucking touch me you bastard!" she cursed, and using her hand she forced his head to the side, "just watch how a real man fucks a woman." Given the way she was holding his head, her humiliated husband had to have a good view down her body to where my balls were slapping against the folds of her cunt.
I grabbed onto her firm little ass and pounded my prick into her with hard piston like strokes. I watched as my shaft pulled out of her sheath glistening with her juices before ramming it in again to the hilt, it's a view that never get's old for me.
"That's it", she cried, "fuck the hell out of my little pussy!" She looked down at her suffering husband, "You see that George? Can you see that big fucking cock filling me up?, It feels so good to finally have a real man in me." She continued to torment and berate him as I pounded her dripping box. "I'm going to cum again", she told him, "and it's not a fake one like I do with you!"
Ouch, that had to sting.
I was getting pretty close too and told her so.
"Cum inside me, I want to feel you filling me up."
George started to protest about that one. "You want him to cum inside you? What if you get pregnant?"
"Shut the fuck up! If I get pregnant, then I get pregnant! It's not like your little worm has been up to the job!"
Whoa, hold on, don't I get a say in this, I was screaming inside my head. I didn't want a baby yet! That didn't stop me from fucking her even harder, driving both of us over the edge. She collapsed on top of him, her firm titties mashed against the side of his face as my balls boiled over and erupted inside her clinging pussy. "Oh fuck", I grunted as my cock twitched with each powerful jet of my seed into her fertile young womb. Falling back on my haunches I watched a thick white glob of my cum ooze from her hole.
"Damn George, he just shot so much sperm into me", she teased her husband, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "you better do something about it if you don't want to hear the pitter patter of little feet." With that she crawled over him and straddled his face. "You better get all of that nasty boy's sperm out of me." Holding his head still with her thighs she mashed her sloppy cum filled pussy onto his mouth.
He struggled beneath her for a bit and was swearing up a storm although his voice was muffled by her creamy twat. Eventually I could see his mouth working on her snatch. Tears flowed down his face as he swallowed my goo from her cunt.
"That's it, you better get that tongue in there deep", she told him, "he shot it way up there and a lot of it too."
I was stunned by what I was watching unfold next to me on the bed. Here was some big wig being forced to eat my cum from his wife's freshly fucked pussy. This had to rate right up there with the geriatric orgy with Flo's mother as one of the most deprived things that I'd ever seen. I was hard as a rock, which didn't go unnoticed by Sarah.
"Damn George, it looks like he's ready to go again", she announced and then came the zinger, "He's already fucked my poor pussy sooo much longer than you ever have and instead of rolling over and falling asleep, he's ready for round two." She looked over at me with a wicked grin and said, "Wait here." She lifted off of his face, leaving it covered with the mess of our fucking, and jumped off the bed.
I watched her firm little ass as she practically ran to the bathroom. Her husband just glared at me but it's hard to look menacing when your entire face shined with the glaze of someone else's jizz, which for some reason made me laugh. That pissed him off and as he fumed in silence Sarah returned carrying a small jar of Vaseline. No fucking way, I thought. I am not fucking a dude. Judging by the look of fear on his face George must've had the same thought.
She climbed back up onto the bed and noted her husband's eyes wide with fear and locked on the jar. She laughed and assured us both that she had no intention of sharing my dick with him. She handed me the jar, "Get it nice and greased up, I want you to fuck my asshole."
"What", George sputtered as the veins in his forehead popped out angrily. "You've never let me touch you there! What happened to you being afraid that it was too big?"
"I never said that, it wasn't that you were to big, it was more like why bother."
My hands were shaking with excitement as I fumbled with the lid. I scooped out a generous amount of the slippery gel and slathered my it up and down my steel hard rod.
Sarah laid down next to her bound husband and slid one knee under his head, with the other she trapped it between them forcing his gaze up into her crotch. "How's the view", she asked acidly.
I laid down behind her and gripped my greasy log. It took a little searching but eventually I was lined up with her puckered little asshole. I pushed and was met with more resistance than I'd expected, but eventually the head of my prick popped past her ring and entered her ass. Holy shit it was tight! I fed my cock into her an inch at a time, allowing her to stretch before each push. I could only imagine what it looked like from George's perspective. Finally I was completely buried in her virgin ass, it was fucking incredible. I began to slowly pump my cock into her ass, it was like nothing that I'd felt before.
"Ugh", she grunted as I pushed into her," how's that look honey? Ugh, I do hope that big, ugh, cock doesn't make my, ugh, ass look fat!"
As her ass loosened up I began fucking her harder. I had one arm propping my head up and the other d****d around her so that I could play with her clit. After a while of this she began to really get into it, pushing back to meet my thrusts but the position was proving awkward for both of us. Finally I pulled out and urged her back up onto all four. She scooted forward so that her left knee was pressed right up against her husband's face, again giving him a front row seat as I pushed back into that hole she'd evidently been denying him.
This new position allowed me to really drive my cock into her shitter and I began to ride her hard. Each thrust brought my sack slapping audibly against the wet lips of her cunt. No longer able to reach her clit in this new position I grabbed the firm cheeks of her ass and spread them to give myself a better view. What a view it was, my hard cock sliding into her tight asshole and watching as it fought to keep me inside on the back stroke, just fucking great. That is except for the tearful face of her husband beneath us being forced to watch me defile his hot young trophy wife's ass while our cum was still drying on his face.
"Make yourself useful", the gorgeous blonde ordered her husband", lick my clit while this real man fucks my ass!"
He did as he was told and soon my balls were slapping against the side of his face as I pounded his wife's perfect round ass. I could see the humiliation on his face between each thrust. I actually almost felt bad for the guy, almost. Why would you screw around when you had this to come home to every night?
The added stimulation of George's tongue was the final straw for Sarah. Her body shook and her ass squeezed my cock as she screamed out her orgasm, "Oh shit, fuck me! Fuck my asshole! Fuuuck!"
That did it to me too, and grabbing her hips I made one last thrust deep into her colon and filled it with my seed. At last my dick stopped twitching as the last of my jizz oozed into her battered hole and I began to pull out. A shudder ran through me as her ring gripped the overly sensitive head of my prick as it pulled free of her asshole. It flopped against George's forehead. Oops! I gave him a quick apologizing look then noticed that my dick was a mess of petroleum jelly and cum. A thin string of goo attached my prick to his face as I pulled it away.
As if getting slapped in the face with the slimy cock that had just come from his wife's asshole wasn't bad enough, Sarah compounded his humiliation by lifting her leg over his head and grinding her leaking hole against his face. Her cute little ass made farting noises as she pushed my load out of her poop chute and by the time she was done his red face was covered with a shiny layer of cum and Vaseline. I wasn't sure what else she had planned for the afternoon, but I couldn't torture the poor guy anymore.
I got up from the bed and went into their bathroom. It was probably bigger than my bedroom at home, and definitely much better decorated. I grabbed a washcloth that was probably meant for decoration, just like the ones my mom always yelled at us boys for using, except this one didn't come from K-Mart. Wetting it in the sink I washed the slime from my dick and left the soiled material on the vanity.
When I returned to the bedroom Sarah was slipping on a fancy silk robe and George was still tied to the bed, his face an absolute mess but his small cock looked painfully hard. He shot me a glaring look and she slapped his pathetic hard on hard enough to make it slap against his thigh. "Don't worry", she assured me, "I won't let him up until you are gone."
I took that as my invitation to leave and I did. As I was heading for the front door I heard her husband ask, "Now that you've had your fun, what about me." She laughed as she told him to beat off with a pair of tweezers in the shower.
I met up with my buddy Steve later that evening, as we usually did, to share the stories of our day and smoke a joint or two. As we sat in the white sand with the sun setting over our shoulders he turned to me and said, "dude, you'll never believe how close I came to getting caught by my last ol' ladies husband!"
I took a deep hit of the pungent herb and replied, "man, wait 'till I tell you about my day."
Makenna
- 13.04.2022
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