Robert Jenkins - Loose wife

Harry ran one hand up between the brunette's thighs, seeking out her cunt. He felt her jerk when he found it. He stuffed a couple of fingers up inside her wet, welcoming hole, then smeared as much pussy juice as he could around her firm cunt-lips. He wanted her cunt as wet as he could get it.

Only then did Harry guide his swollen prick forward, slipping it past the crack of Jill's shapely as, up forward, until he felt it catch at the opening to her cunt.

Jill felt it catch, too. She tensed, waiting for what felt like a yard of hard hot meat to pound up into her eagerly waiting cunt.

Harry obliged her. Holding tightly to Jill's asscheeks, he slowly ground his cock all the way up into her match.

Jesus, but she was tight! He felt her pussy walls clamping around his advancing prick, hugging it snugly. And she was tight all the way up, not just around the opening. He felt his cock-head massaged by her slick curt. This broad was going to be one hell of a good fuck!

Jill stared misty-eyed down at Hal and Anne.

Now she was being fucked, too! She sympathized with every moan Anne made as she herself felt Harry's big prick skewer up into her cunt. And she didn't have to look at his arrogant face. Instead, she could watch Hal and Anne fucking. They did it very beautifully. Hal was evidently feeling quite tender toward Anne. He was fucking her with feeling.

Still, Jill wasn't jealous. Not as long as she had such a hard cock screwing up into her own cunt. Instead, she felt a great wave of affection for the eagerly fucking couple. Even for Anne, whom she barely knew.

Then she began paying attention to the bliss up inside her own cunt. Harry really knew how to fuck! He might shoot off his big mouth, brag a lot, but there was now no doubt he could use his cock!

"Aaaaahhh!" Jill whimpered, holding hard to the divider.

She dropped her head, unable to hold it up for a few seconds. Waves of feeling rippled through her cunt, stroked there by Harry's plunging cock. She shoved her ass back hard, trapping another inch of Harry's rigid dick.

"Jesus!" she heard him grunt, then felt him begin fucking her harder, which she liked.

Back to Anne and Hal. Hal had now raised himself up on stiffened arms, staring hungrily down at the lovely Anne as he fucked her. One of his hands closed around her right tit, squeezing the swollen globe. Anne whimpered louder.

With Hal raised up, Jill could see his cock again. She stared down between the other couple's writhing bodies. The thick base of Hal's cock protruded from Anne's big cunt, moving in and out in long strokes. Jill thought she could hear their genitals squishing wetly together. Or was it hers and Harry's?

Hal began fucking harder. Jill could tell from Anne's agonized moans that the redhead was going to cum soon. And she knew that look on Hal's face. So abstract. A sure sign of his impending orgasm.

She began urging Harry to fuck her harder, not by talking, but by waggling her ass provocatively back against his loins. For a moment he resisted, concentrating on leaning forward, squeezing Jill's swollen tits with his arms circling her sweating body from behind.

It felt good but Jill wanted more… more cock. That was what she wanted – cock! All the cock she could get!

Harry finally took the hint. He let go of Jill's tits. His powerful hands seized the panting, moaning brunette by the hips, holding her fast as he started ramming his bloated prick as hard as he could up into her squirming cunt. His thrusts nearly picked her up off the floor. He wondered how a woman with such a soft warm tender cunt could take such a reaming without being hurt.

But Jill was loving every moment of it. Her cunt was as elastic as it was soft. She knew now it was all a matter of attitude. If she wanted to fuck badly enough, the damned thing would never be too sore. The way Harry's big prick thundered up into her pussy-hole, seeming to reach all the way to her stomach, thrilled her. She loved the feel of his pelvis smacking against her ass.

Just as Harry loved the smooth feel of Jill's buttocks giving under his clutching fingers. Her cunt seemed to be opening up more. Not going loose and soggy, but seeming to welcome his hammering prick. Alternately, it kept clamping desperately around his sensitive organ, like it was afraid to let it go. He sensed she was getting ready to cum.

Jill was only vaguely aware of Anne and Hal fucking. A huge ball of fire seemed to be blossoming in her belly in slow motion. It hadn't exploded yet, but she knew it would.

Almost as if in a dream, she heard Anne cry out. The other woman's neck arched, until the only part of her touching the couch was the back of her head, her ass, and her heels. Every muscle in her beautiful body stood out starkly.

Then she was writhing wildly. Jill saw Hal throw back his head. His familiar howl of orgasm dinned at her ears. Now it was her turn. She felt Harry's big prick swelling larger and larger in her cunt, telling her he was about to shoot his hot load up into her cunt.

She couldn't be the last one, the only one left banging! Where was her orgasm? She stared down at Hal and Anne, saw her husband's sperm boiling out of Anne's cunt when he pulled it a little too far out once.

That touched her off. Just as Harry's first steaming-hot jet of sperm rifled up into her cunt, the fireball burnt, flooding Jill's cunt with white, twitching heat.

Her eyes opened wide, staring unseeing at the far wall. "Ahhhhh!" she whimpered. "Aaaahhh! AAHH! AAAHHH!"

Her ass slammed crazily back against Harry's loins. Her cunt clamped so hard around his cock that the next burst of sperm was trapped halfway down his jerking cock. He rammed in hard. Jill's cunt loosened a little inside. Then, as he spewed jizz into her again, her cunt began to spasm rhythmically, hungrily milking his cock dry.

Hal finished pumping his nuts off into Anne's hotly convulsing pussy. Only then did he become fully aware that his wife was staring down at him, bent over the room divider as Harry fucked her from behind. He could see his wife's body jolt each time Harry's hips slammed into her ass. Her tits, still naked where Harry had pulled down her dress, swung and bounced crazily. Her face was glowing, radiant with the heat of her orgasm.

"Jesus… what a woman," he muttered.

Then he looked down at Anne. She was one hell of a woman, too. Hal felt rich, complete. What a good move it had been to turn his wife on to other men!

Jill felt Harry pull out of her, his cock slithering noisily from her still-spasming cunt. She turned and gave him a tight smile. Any man who could fuck the way he could couldn't be all bad.

Harry bubbled over with enthusiasm. "Hey! You two are all right!" he crowed. "I was wondering for a while, but you're all right. Tell you what. I'm throwing a big party next Saturday… a swap party. You're invited. You gonna come?"

Then he saw his own unintended joke. "Yeah… cum, get it?"

For the first time, Jill really liked him a little. Just like a child, really. Nothing to be afraid of, and with that cock…

"And now," Harry laughed, "let me get at my wife. Got a soft cock here, and no one knows better how to get it up again."

So when does the orgy start? Jill kept asking herself. She and Hal were at Harry's swap party. But so far, the only things being swapped were polite bits of conversation.

Harry was circulating, slapping backs, telling lewd jokes. Most of the people Jill found reasonably attractive. But so far, no one had made the slightest sexual advance to her. She knew the back rooms of the house abounded in beds. She ached to use one. For the past few days the horny young housewife had been working herself up for the party, masturbating frantically as she tried to imagine what a real gang-bang would be like.