Grant Roberts - The wayward wifes

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I wish it was my cunt, I wish it was mine! Patty's drug-fogged brain thought. I wish she was licking and sucking my pussy the way Marcia licked and sucked it the other night, I wish I was that redhead and that Marcia was that young girl… Suddenly her mouth had opened and the same things she was thinking were put to voice, sounding strange and distant in her ears, "I wish it was my cunt, I wish she was licking my cunt, oh God how I wish I she was licking my cunt!"

Renault's hands ceased their pluckings at her crotch and tits, and she felt him shudder against her. "Would… would you like me to lick your cunt, my dear?"

"Yes," she heard herself answer, moaning. "Yes, yes, oh God, yesyesyesyes!"

Renault took his fingers from between her open legs, from her swollen, tender breasts and pushed the short skirt up around her waist, exposing her pubic area to his feverish, salacious eyes. Spittle ran from the corners of his mouth in anticipatory lust at the act he was about to perform upon her. He stared at the juicy, lubricious sight for a long moment and then he pressed forward, turning Patty on the couch, lying her its full length, lifting one of her smooth, creamy thighs and placing it over the couch's back, pushing the other down until her toes touched the floor so that the whole of her passion inflamed pussy was spread magnificently open to him. Then he scrambled backward, positioning himself, and with a gasping cry of ecstasy plunged his head forward, snaking his long, slavering tongue out and ramming it expertly into her cuntal opening as his nose buried itself in the sweetly-smelling fluids of her open vagina.

Patty gurgled delightedly as his hot, long probe snaked into her cuntal passage, and her hands came up to entangle themselves in his wavy gray hair, pressing his face tighter to her desiring vaginal mouth. Wave after wave of fantastic, debauched pleasure rolled over her as Renault sucked and licked her steaming pussy, driving his tongue like a hard, miniature cock deep into her vaginal tunnel, groveling in her flowing liquids.

Patty turned her lust and drug-filled eyes toward the screen once again, and the sight she saw there caused her hands to tighten convulsively in Renault's hair, urging him onward to more profuse sucklings of her passion-drenched slit. The young girl was still wildly mouthing the redhead's cunt, just as Renault was now doing to hers; the redhead's legs were clasped tightly around the girl's neck, locked together there at the ankles to form a necklace of flesh, and her buttocks were upraised toward the ceiling, a lewd offering to the pagan ritualistic act of cunnilingus the girl was performing with lips, tongue, nose, cheeks. But a new dimension had been added, a new character in this cinematic orgy she was witnessing.

A dog!

A giant, sleek greyhound!

The great gray animal was standing at the foot of the bed, having apparently just bounded there, its wide, slavering mouth parted and its long, red tongue lolling wetly out of one side. As Patty watched, it moved forward and began to nuzzle the young girl's waving, undulating rear end. The cold nose startled her, caused her to cease her mad tonguings of the redhead's cunt; but the redhead wrapped her hands in the girl's hair, as Patty's were wrapped in Renault's, and urged the girl onward. She began to lick and suck once again, and the greyhound, tail wagging, lowered its massive head to the girl's quivering, well lubricated crotch, just below the jiggling ass cheeks. Then the dog's long, hot tongue furled out and began to lick the petalled edges of the girl's sweet young pussy, licking upward with enjoyment the full expanse of her crevice, from cunt to anus and back again. The girl was trembling almost mindlessly, her head like a dervish in the redhead's uplifted furrow, and the redhead tossed and flailed and raised her buttocks still higher to the girl's glistening, fluid-drenched face.

"I'm going to… to cum!" Patty cried then, feeling the vortex of her unquenchable passion spiral toward release as Renault's driving, twisting head with its poker-hot, penis-hard tongue jabbing into her vagina worked below. "Oh, yes Rick, I'm… going to… cum, I can feel it!"

Abruptly, he stopped, lifting his head, and she could see her juices dripping down along his chin, see him wipe them away with a quick flick of his pink tongue. "No," he said, "no, Patty, no don't cum. Not yet."

She tried to push his head back to her squirming crotch, but his neck muscles stiffened, resisting. "No," he persisted, "I want you to do something for me first. Will you do it?"

She didn't think to ask what it was he wanted; the only thing for her at that moment, the only world in which she existed, was the seething cauldron of impending orgasm which fired her body. "Yes!" she wailed. “Yes, oh yes anything, anythingggggg!”

Renault, an evil, grotesque, gargoyle leer on his aged face, pulled back away from her and deftly, quickly unzipped the fly on his gray slacks. He jerked his hand inside and brought out his cock, long and thin and faintly wrinkled even in its oscillating rigidity, the head purplish-red in the flickering light from the movie screen and coated with a thin sheen of seminal emission. He held it toward her, as if offering her a great and honored treasure.

"I want you to suck it, Patty dear," he croaked. "I want you to suck my cock while I lick your cunt. That way, we can cum together. Won't it be lovely if we cum together that way?"

"Yes!" she moaned. "Lovely, lovely!" But she wasn't really hearing his words in her own total abandonment to the ecstatic pleasures which rippled along and through her body. And when Renault put his hands on her waist, lifting her into a sitting position, and then wormed his own body out full length on the couch, she didn't resist in any way; she was a puppet, and he was her master and she would do as he bid. He raised her up then, commanding, "Lay on me upside down and drape your legs out over the arm of the couch. There, that's it. Now scoot back, dear, so I can taste your cunt again. Aaahhhhh, that's it! Mmmmmmmm!"

She felt his huge, hot, wet tongue slide into her vagina again and she cried out in rapturement. His hands came up over her buttocks, kneading and spreading them as he sucked her cuntal passage, and then she felt his finger probing her anal opening, teasing the sphincter ring and finally insinuating itself into her rectum to the first knuckle. It felt so small, so small in comparison with Val Robbin's huge cock of the night before, but when he rammed the digit to the second knuckle she cried out in pain and joy, the muscles of her rectal tunnel clasping and accepting the invading member. He began to worm it around inside, sending it still deeper, suckling her cunt like a wild man now, making little mewling sounds of delight in his throat.

Patty became aware, even through the insane lustful wonderment of her passion, of the masculine wafting odor of his genitals, of the nearness of his stiff, bloated cock. She remembered his command and she opened her eyes, closed since she had been ordered to lie down over him. She saw the great, slim member then, saw it standing upright in the dancing light like an obscene totem pole erected to some pagan spirit. It seemed to waver before her eyes, and she was fascinated by it, as a cobra is fascinated by the music of a fakir's flute. She reached out hypnotically with one of her hands and grasped it at the base, holding it in the circle of her thumb and forefinger, squeezing it, staring at it. And then she remembered Renault's command to suck him, to take his cock into her mouth. A part of her mind tried to rebel again, tried to tell her that such a thing was wrong, that she should not do for this man what she had never done for her own husband. But the very vile nature of the depraved act excited her even more, and all vestiges of her remaining inhibitions left her. She wanted to suck his cock, yes she wanted to suck this older man's hardened cock, take it all in her mouth, lick it and suck it and give him pleasure the way he was giving her pleasure in her cunt and in her rectum!

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