Robert Jenkins: Wide open wife

Cupping his hands, Jack caressed Lucy's pink nipples, then buried his face in the velvety softness of her tits, running the tip of his tongue lightly over one hard nipple, then the other.

"Oooohhhhhhhhh," Lucy sighed happily, her neck arching back, her blue eyes misting over. She thrust her chest outward, happy to have this handsome man's mouth on her tits. Exhilaration swept over her. He was going to do it! He was going to fuck her.

By now, Jack was sure she would let him screw her. The way Lucy was thrusting her gorgeous tits out at him, and the way she was grinding her soft little cunt against his thigh left little doubt in his mind. Might as well take the final chance.

Pulling back a little, Jack freed his thigh from the insistent rubbing of Lucy's eager cunt and slipped one hand up underneath her nightgown, alert to see if she'd pull away from him once she felt his fingers nearing her snatch.

She's hot as hell! he realized when, instead of pulling away, Lucy actually moved her bare feet apart, spreading her legs to give him easier access to her hungry cunt. His hand slipped in between her silky thighs, probing higher until it felt the first gentle brush of her soft pubic hair.

Soaking wet already! he thought excitedly as his fingertips grazed over her cuntlips, pushing aside the thin screen of pubic hair. Lucy was like a swamp up between her legs, and in a moment he actually felt her hot lubricants running down his probing fingers.

"Aaahhh," Lucy sighed as Jack's fingertips probed up into her hot pussy slit and began sliding up and down the steaming trench. Her legs felt shaky and began to tremble as hot waves of pleasure washed over her sex-hungry body. She braced herself on the edge of the table, leaning back, shoving her loins lewdly toward Jack's rummaging hand.

She's all mine! Jack realized as he stared at the lovely, half-naked blonde, panting and moaning before him. Her firm tits were swelling excitingly as her breathing became more and more ragged. Now's the time to try it! he realized, and slipping his finger further down her pussy slit, he sought out the opening to her cunt.

Lucy was so wet and open, that his finger slid easily up into her cunt. Jack felt his ever-growing cock lurch into full hardness inside his pants as hot cuntlips closed hungrily around his probing finger, and he thrust in hard, feeling the sort, hot inner flesh give way before him.

To the amazement of both of them, Lucy came almost instantly.

"Aaaahhh," she gurgled as her hips bucked frantically forward, fucking powerfully against the invading finger inside her cunt.

A hot rush of cunt juices gushed out, running down Jack's palm. He could feel her inner cunt muscles pumping hard, clasping greedily around his finger as if trying to coat the slender digit into pumping something hot and liquid up into its voraciously sucking depths.

"God, baby, you're something else!" Jack said as Lucy stood panting before him, her orgasm spent. With his finger still inside her convulsing cunt, his eyes roamed over her near-naked body, dwelling for a moment on the tip of her bare breasts, then down to where his hand was shoved up underneath the short hem of her nightgown. The material fell over his wrist, but he could see a few wispy blonde cunt hairs fanning out over the backs of his groping fingers.

But for the moment it was Lucy's face that demanded most of Jack's attention. Seldom had he seen a woman so obviously aroused. Lucy's beautiful features were flushed and softened by desire, her eyes smoky cobalt blue, glittering from behind half-closed lids, her lashes long and silky. The girl's lips were swollen and scarlet, and must have felt hot and dry to her, Jack decided, because she kept licking them nervously, the tip of her tongue darting nervously out of her mouth. He no longer felt restrained, but swept away by a wave of lust.

"Okay, doll. Time for the moment of truth," he growled. Jack began fumbling with the zipper of his fly. In a moment his swollen cock tumbled out into the open, still a little rubbery, but as the blood pounded into it, it surged fully erect, standing out from under his belly like a fleshy ramrod.

Lucy stared down at the big prick, Jack's ringer still up inside her cunt. She had just had an orgasm, but to her surprise, rather than satisfying her, it had only served to make her hornier, and she knew she desperately needed something more than Jack's inadequate finger to make her come again.

Lucy had just had the quickest, easiest orgasm of her life. And she was wet. Whatever had been bothering her with Tom, it was gone now. She could actually feel the thin streams of cunt juice trickling down the insides of her thighs.

Now, as she heard Jack's blunt words, and stared down at his cock, she knew she was going to get what she had so desperately and secretly wanted.

"Oh, yes," she breathed heavily. "Fuck me! Shove that beautiful thing right up inside my cunt."

Jack felt as if his blood would boil when he heard Lucy's lewd invitation. Not even taking his finger out of her cunt, he hoisted her quickly up onto the kitchen table, which was nearly bare. The salt shaker rolled off and thudded onto the linoleum, but in a moment, Jack had the panting young blonde spread-eagled on her back in front of him. He pushed her nightgown up around her waist, where it bunched together with the top.

"Now! Now!" Lucy was shamelessly begging. "Fuck me now!"

"Okay, baby, you're gonna get it," Jack panted back at her. "Just you open up those gorgeous legs a little more and…"

Jack's voice died away as he caught his first glimpse of Lucy's splayed cunt. Her ass was perched right on the edge of the table, her legs bent upwards and held in the crooks of his arms as he forced them wider apart. Between the vee of her thighs, he saw her wet, blonde-fringed cunt, staring back up at him the slit between the delicate, tight pussy lips a soft pink gash. Her tender clit was peeping through the soft surrounding tissues, and further down he could see the dimpled opening to her cunt, actually pulsing as it awaited the first thrust of his ready cock.

"Goddamn! That looks good enough to eat!" he murmured excitedly. And even though his cock throbbed powerfully as it swayed and jerked before him, thrusting out naked into the air past a tuft of coarse pubic hair, he knew he couldn't shove it up into that sweet snatch – not yet.

"What are you waiting for?" Lucy asked, alarmed that he had done nothing to fill the aching void inside her cunt. When she raised her head up off the table and looked down, she saw Jack staring at her crotch, a strange expression on his face. For a moment she thought that something might be wrong. Maybe he didn't like blondes, maybe…

And then Jack suddenly leaned forward and thrust his head between her thighs.

"Aaaggghhh!" she moaned loudly as his tongue lanced up into her defenseless cunt. Her body spasmed powerfully. Stunned, she felt as though someone had suddenly plugged 220 volts directly into her cunt.

"Oh, God!" she shrieked as Jack began to run his tongue holly up and down the length of her sensitive pussy. He had slipped her legs over his shoulders, and she clamped them tightly around his head, trying to control inside her snatch.

"Jesus Christ, you're gonna crush my head!" Jack bellowed, his words muffled by the wet, hairy flesh pressed against his mouth. "Give me some air."

Lucy did her best to lighten the desperate crushing grip her legs held on her lover's head, and a moment later she quivered again as he dipped his face back into her crotch and began to lick and slaver at her defenseless loins.

"Oh, God! Yes! Mmmmnnnaaaahhh," Lucy babbled as Jack's eager tongue slithered up and down her shuddering cunt. She practically bucked herself off the table when he shoved the tip of his tongue a little way up her pussy, and it was only the desperate strength of his powerful arms that held her in place.