Janet McCoy: The coach_s hot wife

As she squirmed between her high school lovers, the school coach's wife resolved that she would not let it be like that between her and Frank any more. She would make every sexual encounter between them something new and thrilling. Frank might be suspicious about what had turned her on, but let him be suspicious! He could not help but be grateful for the raw awakened pleasure it brought him!

"Mmmmm… eat meeee! Eat me, Donny-y-y!" The boy did as he was told. It was not easy. She was writhing her cunt down, hard against his face. It was all Donny could do to come out now and then for air! The pressure was building in her! Building to the point of explosion! "Ooohhh my-y God-d-d! I'm cumming, lovers! I'm cumming-g-g!"

As he wrestled with the climaxing cunt in front of him, Donny's heart swelled with pride. He had made the beautiful older woman cum from his relentless licking! Steve had heard her wails of orgasm! He had proved himself in front of the confident older boy! His cock swelled and swayed. He knew just what to do with it.

With a mighty effort, he freed himself from the clasping prison of Mrs. Roy's thighs. He guided his swollen sticky cock to the portals of her still spasming cunt. He thrust forward.

"Uuuhh… ooohh God-d-d! That's good… mmpphh!" When Steve shoved his cock back into her mouth, Martha automatically began to suck hungrily. But only half her attention was on the cock surging into the back of her throat. Donny's cock was hard and exciting. It felt so intensely good rutting up into her pussy.

All three orgiasts were totally immersed in the blind passion of what was happening on Coach Roy's couch. Steve grunted and forced his cock in between the woman's lips over and over again. He looked over at Donny who was screwing her with frantic haste. The boys shared a grin. They were coconspirators in an incredible lusty game. No one would ever believe it if they talked about it, but they had each other to impress. Steve was impressed. He could tell by the dazed look in Donny's eyes that the other boy was impressed too.

"Hey man, this is something, isn't it?"

Donny knew he had made it. Steve had never talked to him like that before. "You better believe it… yeah… Mrs. Roy's the greatest! Her cunt's the hottest!" It was also the only cunt Donny had ever fathomed. But there was no reason, he figured, why Steve had to know that.

He held the blonde's thighs wide and shoved his aching cock deep into her pussy. He watched her sucking hungrily on Steve's cock as she squirmed her cunt forward to meet his in-thrusts. He realized the woman was reveling in what was happening to her. Her lust was too great to be totally satisfied by just one cock! Donny had read about women like her! He had not recognized until now the true depths of the woman's wantonness. He had been seduced by a nymphomaniac, a woman who knew what she wanted, and was not afraid to reach out and grab it!

Martha closed her eyes to better savor the obscene satisfaction of taking one cock in the mouth, another in the pussy. It was sensational! She was filled to overflowing with stiff cock! "Mmmmmmpphh!" She could not say much around the thick barrier of Steve's cock, but she would have liked to shout out her ecstasy. She would have liked to tell the whole damned world how good she felt!

Martha had never felt so reckless!

Being reckless drove her to superhuman effort. The harder she shimmied and sucked, the weaker grew the controls that held her together. Suddenly she ran right out of controls and she was cumming a second time, more fiercely, more recklessly than the first two cums of the day!

She could not tell the boys exactly what was happening, but they sensed it from her abandoned contortions. Both of them exulted in the orgiastic lust they had brought her to. Steve knew he was going to give her a faceful of cum. "Uuuuhhh… shit I'm cumming, Mrs. Roy! Swallow it! Get it down, Mrs. Roy!"

Donny could not hold out in the face of provocation like that. While the older woman swallowed down Steve's semen, he gave her a second dose into her sopping cunt. He clung to her feverishly as he rode out the long ride. It was a rough one. It left Donny feeling weak. The boy had been using his cock a lot over the weekend. He was getting tired out.

Steve wasn't. The older boy was just getting warmed up. When Donny had abandoned his post over Mrs. Roy's cunt, Steve took his place. The orgy had the boy thrilled enough that he thought he could probably just keep on endlessly getting erections and doing it to Mrs. Roy.

Of course, he could not do it endlessly. Just until it was time for Coach Roy to come home.

Martha was already asleep in bed when the coach got home that night. She didn't hear him come in. He didn't wake her. Frank had had an exhausting weekend. He needed a good night's sleep.

It surprised Frank to be awakened shortly after dawn by his wife squirming sensuously next to him. "Uuuhh… what… what's the matter, Martha? Christ, it's not time to get up yet!"

The blonde did not let her husband's gruff manner deter her. She had showered before she went to bed the night before to try to wash off the evidence of her weekend's depravity, but she could not wash away the tingling arousal in her pussy. She had never felt so totally open, so sexual. She realized when she awoke that she could no longer stand to be married to a man who could not answer the intense longing the boys had awakened in her. She would give Frank another chance – maybe a few more chances before she gave up. She hoped he would come around to her way of responding. If he did not, she would have to leave him.

Martha was no longer the same person she had been when the school term began. She needed a man who saw her and recognized her for what she was. She could no longer hide her light under a bushel of humdrum crap! She would still make Frank's toast and wash his clothes. But, in return, she wanted him to treat her like a sexy desirable woman, exactly as she was!

"Mmmmm…" She began to plant kisses over his chest, his pot belly. Her hand reached for his cock. It was flaccid, but under her skilled touch it began to throb to life.

Frank was more wide awake now. He was awestruck. Martha never initiated the sexual encounters between them, though she always responded to him when he did. She was not acting like her usual self. Frank felt himself starting to sweat, whether from passion or uneasiness he did not know.

The distinction between one feeling and another grew hazy. When his wife began to kiss his cock, Frank ceased to care what had gotten into her. He resolved just to go ahead and enjoy an unexpected blowjob in the wee hours of a Monday morning. "Uuuhh… shit, woman! What the hell's got into you? Never mind! I like it! I like it! Uh, suck my cock, baby!"

She was doing just that. Her lips had formed a tight oval around the thick girth of his cock. She slipped the oval down to the base of his cock, slid it back up again, and down again.

"Uuuuhh… beautiful, woman! Martha, my… you are full of surprises!" He had never thought of her that way before, but he was beginning to realize it was true. Little by little she had been doing herself over, looking prettier, smiling more.

The crowning glory of her transformation was her willingly sucking his cock, without his even telling her to do it! That was something new! Something new and good! Even Frank, the arch complainer, could come up with no complaints about that!

Martha was steeping herself in her salacious task. Far a long time, she had resented the authoritarian way her husband got her to suck his cock. She had resented having to be his slave. She realized she had not even given herself a chance to enjoy it. She was taking that chance now. She was rediscovering the filling beauties of her old man's thick throbbing cock!