John Peter - Teenage wives

He nodded trancelike. "Sure," he said, "that's happened to me, but…"

"But you're a man," she continued, "So it's different, eh?" She worked her hands down between his loins and underneath his buns. She came up with his buttocks in her palms. She stroked at the inside of his anal crotch, and she worked a finger up close to his anus. Soon she had a poking digit inside his asshole and his cock in her face. "Mmrn-mm," she hummed, "mmmmmm, good." She let his cock go flopping again and pulled her hands out from under his butt, "That was nice. Bob," she said. "Do you like the way I do things?"

"Yeah," he said, "you're not bad. I still don't believe it, but you're not bad at all,"

"Thanks," she said, and she stood up and removed her skirt. "May as well get ready, eh? What about you?"

"Yeah, me too," he said. "I suppose I should too." He stood up and removed his shirt. He couldn't take his eyes off the teenage bride's smooth body. Her delightful little nipples, her big brown caps, her smooth pendular titties, her lovely trim stomach and smooth hips and long supple thighs-all his, and all so hard to believe when only a few moments before he was dreading a day of pumping gas. And now he would soon be pumping that perfect unbelievable pussy. "Mmmm," he said, "I think I'm a lot more ready for this than I thought I would be." He smiled and looked down at his huge erection. "Yeah," he said. "I'm sure of it."

Janet was completely naked now. She looked at his boner. "I think you're ready, too," she said. She slid a hand around his prick and reached her other hand around his neck. She pulled his face down close to hers and French kissed him. She gave him all of her tongue and something more, too, a tight little tug on his wet hog. "There," she said, "aren't you glad you whistled at me?" "I sure am, honey," said the gas station attendant. "I sure as hell am." He kissed her shoulder and then her titty, her hefty left breast. He rubbed his lips around the cherry bud nipple and stroked with his tongue on the hot surface of her breast hillock. It didn't take long for Janet Tib-bleton to begin breathing hard, rubbing her chest back and forth, from side to side, so that her smooth titties and agile nipples could get the best possible feel from Bob's willing. sexy mouth. "Mmmm," she hummed, "I like the way you treat a girl," she said, using both of her hands to hold his head between her hefty mammaries "Makes a girl feel loved." One of her hands slipped down in front of Bob's face where he was sucking on her other titty.

"Hey,'he said, taking her hand in his, "are you married?"

"Oh, yes," she said. He'd seen her ring. "I just got married about four weeks ago. It's nice being married."

"You're kidding," said Bob. He nearly passed out. When he regained his composure he said: "Well, I guess it's all legal that way, eh?"

"You bet," she said, and she wrapped her teenage loins about Bob's strong thigh, they were still standing up and she had a good hold with both of her legs. Bob used one finger to slide around between Janet's | smooth buns, there to enter her anus with a probing finger which stroked up into her asshole tube and bowels. "Oh, God," she moaned, "that's fucking nice," and she leaned up and kissed him on the mouth, in the mouth, with her tongue. "Nice," she said, "as my husband says: 'Very, very nice'."

"It doesn't hurt?" asked Bob. "Well, it does and it doesn't," she said, sitting down harder in his palm. "Maybe we should lay down someplace."

He took her to the floor in one smooth move. He was strong enough that it was no problem for either of them. He ended up between her legs, his hips rocking automatically up and down on her pelvis. His joint went sliding into her damp bush. "You're wet already," he said, sliding a finger into her fresh narrow twat slit. "Nice and wet."

"I've been wet since I woke up this morning," she said. "How about that?" But she didn't wait for his answer. She reached down and tugged on the head of his hot hog. She pulled it within rang of her pussy. Then she opened her flesh gates with two fingers. She found the cock head again and slid it into place. "Come on inside me, Bobby," she said, and to make sure he did, she wrapped both of her palms around the backs of his ass cheeks and pulled the virtual stranger's cock into her cunt. "Ahhhh, nice," she moaned, "that's just the way it ought to be."

"Don't you get enough at home?" he moaned, sliding his prick all the way into place. "Or what? Are you some kind of nymphomaniac?"

"Maybe," she said, "but who gives a shit?" She rolled her hips up and down and, consequently, went sliding her hefty pussy muscles along his firm prick. It didn't takelong for Bob's flesh banana to get hotter and lustier than it was a moment before, He shoved down hard, tacked Janet to the living room floor, and pushed her back on her spine. Her legs went sliding out to the sides and his joint went pounding down deep inside the slippery velvet interior of her tunnel of love. The juice started slipping up and down his pole as it was secreted from her inner walls. The flesh there was soft andsucculent and juicy, and the muscles were tight and grabbing. She held onto his big stiff trunk like a cat climbing a tree, only instead of claws, she was using slippery soft pussy flesh, flesh that grabbed him like the tentacles of an octopus and wanted never to let loose. "M. mmm, good," she hummed and then she picked off one of his manly nipples with her mouth lips and sucked on it and tongued it, "I love a strong man like you, Bob, one with a big joint and knows how to use it and all. Mmmmmm." She kissed him on the chest again. He rolled down deep, stroking again and again in and out of her slender wet tube. It was hot and juicy in there, and she enjoyed having that space filled the way Bob was willing to do it. "I'm a lucky girl," she said. "I could have ended up with anybody, and yet I ended up with you. You're so nice." He kissed her on the mouth and held his tongue in her face while he filled her twat with hot come. "There," he said, squirting out his load, "I think you got what you were looking for." A moment later he pulled his joint out from her pussy and climbed off her smooth, supple body. He lay aside and grabbed his shirt, from under the coffee table, and searched out a cigarette. "I've licked your big fifties, lady, and I've played with your clit and fingered your asshole and fucked your vagina, but I still don't believe any of it. You know that? Not one bit of it." He lit up his cigarette. "I guess I never will." He took a long drag on the fag, and then while he exhaled, he asked: "Will I ever see you again?"

"Hey," she said, "you talk like I'm leaving right now. We're not done yet, you know." She smiled and ready for more sex, she reached down to his hefty rod. She pulled it up. "I think you got more of that hot pudding for me in there. No?"

"Yeah, sure," said Bob. "Sure. Why not?" He shook his head. He couldn't believe the dumb luck of the situation. "I got plenty more," he added. "Why the hell not?" He put the cigarette out and lay back on top of her. He reached around and grabbed her warm smooth buns. "You sure are young," he said, feeling her soft flesh. "I mean really young. What, sixteen? Seventeen?"

"Seventeen," she said, sliding her hands down around his ass cheeks. "Seventeen and enjoying every minute of it." She slid her finger between his buttocks and felt up his anus. Then she reached between her body and his and found his joint. "You're not hard enough, yet," she said. "Why don't you come up here?" By 'here' she meant and indicated between her breasts. "I think you'd like it," she added.

Bob didn't need much convincing. He climbed up onto Janet's chest and pushed her meaty rod up and down between her tittles. He used his joint and her titties to make a special flesh mesh there. He rubbed his spongy and slightly wet mushroom head up and down along her smooth breast skin. It was satin smooth, tanned brown, and the nipples were up and ready for more of the same. It didn't take him long to get hot enough, and hard enough, too, to get his joint ready to fuck her in the cunt tube. He climbed back down along her belly, giving the underside of his rod a special little thrill, and landed between her thighs. Then he pushed his prick into place in her cunt tube.