Janet McCoy: The coach_s hot wife

For one thing, Frank's cock was a bigger mouthful than either of the boys'. It was harder and more demanding in the way it surged up into her mouth. It had been those kinds of things that had put her off before, but now that she was no longer afraid of her sexuality, Martha craved the filling pleasures such a big cock could give her. She did not need it so gentle and romantic anymore. Martha had learned to look in the mirror and accept herself for what she was. She did not need always to be cocooned and coddled. Now that she felt good about herself, it felt good to play hot and hard. She just wanted lots of reminders that she was a thrilling woman – a beautiful sexy woman that any man would be glad to have for a wife!

The surprised grunts erupting from Frank's throat were giving her a great deal of encouragement. She was determined to lay him low, to leave him gasping from the awesome onslaught of her lips. She wanted this to be a blowjob like no other he had ever had. Just from the amount of pleasure she was getting out of sucking his cock, she knew it must be feeling awfully good from the other end!

She was half buried under the covers, but Frank threw them off her. It was too hot for covers anyway. And, it was getting hotter by the minute. He wanted to get a good look at his sexy wife working her head over his cock. She had never done it to him so good. If he had not been so aroused, Frank might have gotten suspicious. Instead, he was grateful for whatever it was that had made of his hangdog aging wife a sexy wanton siren of lust! He liked what she was doing to him! He liked it a lot! He had almost forgotten how good it could be between them… how it had been in the old days when they could not be in the same room without falling onto each other with lust in their hearts!

"Oh Martha… I don't know what kind of dreams you've been having, baby, but keep them up! You're beautiful, baby! Beautiful!" Her ass was sticking out from under the hem of her nightgown, waving practically in his face. He had forgotten what a good-looking ass she had. It looked particularly good when it was squirming in time to her mouth-rhythm over his hard cock!

It was working! Martha could hardly believe how well it was working! Frank was telling her how beautiful she was. He was loving everything she was doing to him. It was just like it had been between them in the old days, before all the resentments had built a wall between them. Except she thought she loved her husband even more now than she had then. She had been through the bad times. She could appreciate so much better how precious the good times were… and how important it was to keep them good!

Her head bobbed more and more wantonly over his stiff cock. She could feel his cock-tip knocking against the back of her throat. Each time it did so, she felt a new surge of excitement flare inside her cunt. "Oh Frank, I love you!" she squealed and went back to her cock-sucking. The throbbing in her pussy told her just how much she meant what she said.

It was getting more and more amazing. Frank was torn between watching his wife's tight squirming ass and closing his eyes to drift with the feelings. He did not know how long it had been since his wife had told him she loved him in the midst of lovemaking. He had long ago quit even thinking about things like that. He hadn't thought he had the time or the inclination for that sissy stuff.

But once she had said it, he realized how good it made him feel. It was important to him after all. "I love you too, Martha! You're beautiful, woman! You suck a great cock!"

Martha was already on the verge of orgasm, without even having any direct stimulus on her cunt. She waved her ass wantonly in the air, not even realizing that her pussy was begging for attention.

Frank realized it. A trifle reluctantly, he pulled his cock out of his wife's mouth and kneeled up behind her. Reluctance was forgotten when he felt her pussy-walls close around his hard cock. "Uuuuuhhh… you still have the tightest pussy going, Martha!"

Her ass writhed frantically. His cock felt so good, so filling in her cunt. She closed her eyes. Her jaw fell open. She let the feelings shoot through her.

Even in the midst of her passion, Martha was aware of how much she owed to her boys. To them she owed the reclamation of her self-respect, her sense of humor, her husband. The way she and Frank were going, it might be a while before she saw the boys again.

But when she did, she would be sure to let them know just how grateful she was!

"Oh Frank darling… do it to me! You're the greatest!" Martha was happy. The happiest woman on earth, with a hot wet pussy to prove it!