Janet McCoy - The coach_s hot wife

Through hooded eyes, he watched her blonde head moving rhythmically over his cock. He felt rather than saw the little stabs of her tongue that added extra pleasure to the pressure of her lips on his cock-shaft. She fondled his balls as she sucked him. From time to time her lips sought out the tight sacs of his testicles. She pulled them into her mouth, first one, then the other. He grunted and squirmed his groin in her face. She was not satisfied until both his balls gleamed with her saliva. And tingled with tense memories of her touch.

When again she took his cock all the way to the hilt in her mouth, Steve began to shove his cock up into her face over and over again. It had felt good to savor the subtleties of her wanton tonguing. But Steve was getting too aroused to appreciate nuances of pressure. He wanted to screw her mouth!

It excited him the way she obliged by opening her mouth wide and letting him shove his cock deep into the back of her throat. The gagging sounds that escaped from around his filling cock quickly turned into grunts of passion. It was obvious to the boy that she liked to be used hard, once she knew she was appreciated. By gaining her confidence, telling her how great she was, Steve had won the right to push her as far as he dared. She was totally receptive to him. Her mouth welcomed him like some yawning canyon of desire.

As she felt the urgent need of the boy's hard cock surging into her mouth, Martha reveled in her own fulfillment. She pictured herself kneeling there on her living room rug in her flimsy negligee. She thought about how she must look taking a teenager's hard cock up into the back of her throat. The very idea of her depravity made her quiver with passion. It felt so good to break free of all the nervous anxieties that normally made up her life. She loved the idea of being slave to the cock of a boy who truly admired her. She felt as if she would do anything for him. She would do anything to keep his fine hard cock coming back to her for more.

"Mmmmm…" She sensed how close Steve must be to climax. His cock was growing even harder. It stretched the tight oval of her lips as she struggled to coax him to the apex of arousal. Wantonly, she squirmed her tongue down the length of his cock and over his passion-clenched balls. She heard him groan and she felt her pussy flare in sympathetic excitement. She reached back and tickled the boy's anus to increase the sensation surging through him. Frank had taught her to do that. When he was really high, he liked her to tickle his asshole.

It worked on the boy too. "Ahhnnnhhh…" Steve knew he could not hold out much longer against the sensational onslaught of her wicked mouth. Her finger in his ass taunted his prostate, making him bite his lip in the struggle to hold onto his slight grasp on reality. Two, three, four more bounces of her head and he was gone. "Uuuuu uuhhh… jeez-z-z I'm doing it! Swallow it, Mrs. Roy! Swallow my cum!"

Obediently, the school coach's wife worked to suck up every drop of the boy's spurting juices. Her lips sucked him more gently as his crisis passed. She knew he would be sensitive now. Too much pressure would not feel good.

"Uuuuhhh, that was great!" His voice was hoarse. His face wore a lazy happy grin.

His look told Martha that she had done everything she set out to do. She had impressed him all right.

Now it was time to do something for her aching cunt.

Martha had every confidence that the boy could get his cock up again. It did not occur to her that her needing pussy would be frustrated in its perverted hungers.

Steve proved worthy of her confidence.

By the time she had coaxed the boy out of his clothes, his cock was already beginning to swell once again. She took him into her bedroom and made him lie down on the bed. Still in her negligee, she kneeled over him running her hands up and down over his hard young muscles. From time to tine, she gave his cock a quick squeeze. It thrilled her to watch it sway and grow.

With a sense of wonder, she recalled the day she had visited the school gym. She remembered admiring the boy's lean well-developed body. It had never occurred to her then that she would one day get to touch that body! That she would have a bellyful of the boy's plentiful thick cum!

"You know, Steve… It's hard to believe how much knowing you has changed my life. Not in the big things. I still spend my days cooking and cleaning house, but the way I feel about myself, everything is so much different…"

"You always looked beautiful to other people, Mrs. Roy. Now I think you're looking beautiful to yourself too." He reached under her negligee and stroked the round flaring cheeks of her ass. His hand slipped into the cleft in between. It found her cunt. The fleshy, hair-fringed gash was sopping wet. "Wow… Mrs. Roy! You sure have a wet pussy!"

"Mmm Steve honey… Your hand feels good!" She churned her pussy back against his bold probing fingers. She knew Steve was right about her. She was feeling beautiful. Being made love to by a handsome teenager was making a new woman of her. A wanton full-blooded creature of lust and longings! She could hardly wait to feel the boy's big cock up inside her cunt for the first time! She had no qualms about seizing the pleasure from the moment and reveling in it. Her body, her soul had gone too long without the things she really craved.

It had made her whole being come alive to see the way Steve looked at her when he arrived at the house. The hot cum she had sucked from his balls had only fed her depraved hungers. It had whetted her appetite for more pleasure. She was determined to get it.

She planted kisses all over his belly, coming back again and again to the swollen shaft of his cock. Each time her lips paid homage to his cock, the shaft throbbed upward. Martha giggled with delight at the effect she was having on him.

Her cunt was leaking moisture down along her thighs. It was demanding attention. Wantonly, Martha took the boy's rigid cock-shaft in her hand and held it upright. She straddled Steve's thighs, poising her pussy right over the tip of his cock. With a wanton shimmy of her hips, she slid her cunt all the way down onto the teenager's impaling cock.

"Uuuuuuuuuhhh!" she wailed. Right away she started to move over him. The first filling sensation was so intense she had no choice but to start working to repeat the jolts of flaming passion that wrenched her every nerve-ending. She moved jerkily, swiveling her ass upward, then slamming her cunt down hard to swallow his cock-shaft whole. A leering grin distorted her face as she reveled in her abandoned joy. "Oooohhh God-d-d… I feel soooo wonderful!"

It was a thrill for the boy to watch her. He reached up and parted the folds of her negligee so he could watch her tits bouncing as she moved. Her nipples were hard and swollen. He squeezed them, relishing their aroused stiffness. She squealed in delight at his touch.

The kinky triangle of her pussy moved in erotic up-and-down motions over his cock. When Steve reached to part the thick hair of her cunt, he could catch sight of her clitoris. It was pink and hard-swollen with lust. Impulsively, the boy grazed it with his fingertips.

It was the right thing to do!

"Ooooooohhh… oh Steve! Oh honey! Mmmm, make my clittie feel good like that!" As she squirmed over the hard cock of the boy who was one of her husband's football proteges, Martha found it hard to believe that a few days before, she had been a grouchy, unenthusiastic woman with nothing to look forward to.

From the first moment Steve's mouth had met hers… from the first touch of his tongue on her clitoris… Martha's world had become shiny and new. She liked herself again. She believed in herself. She knew she had something to live for.

With her husband Frank, sex had been only a function, a part of her house wifely duties like making his toast. With the boy, sex was a grand raving adventure! She did not know what to expect next! She could look down at the awed look on the face of the teenager squirming beneath her and feel the love of life surge through her.