Robert Jenkins: Loose wife

Hal passed his hand lightly over Anne's naked ass. He saw her quiver a little, and then, she seemed to be waggling her butt back at him invitingly. He saw her open her legs a lift le. Her softly pouched pussy-lips, still wet with his cum were clearly visible now between her thighs.

Growing more and more excited, Hal slipped his hand between the humped-over redhead's thighs. The going was wet and slippery. His fingers skidded through half-congealed sperm, pushed past soaking wet pussy hair, then dipped into the kneeling woman's deep cunt-crack.

"Mmmmppphhh." Anne burbled into Jill's wet cunt as Hal's finger slipped up into her own pussy-hole. Damn! She thought. This therapy session was turning out to have a lot of personal benefits for her!

She began grinding her ass back against Hal's hand, helping his finger slip farther up into her cunt. Hal added more fingers, until he had three sliding in and out of her wide-open pussy-hole. Anne was panting straight into Jill's cunt, but she managed to keep licking and sucking. It was so wonderful to have Hal paying attention to her twat while her mouth was full of the rich taste of his wife's sweet cunt!

Hal realized his cock was getting hard again. Jesus, was, he ready to use it. He stared at his fingers, slipping deep into Anne's luscious cunt, pushing aside her flushed, fever-pink cunt-lips. She was gushing like a geyser, wet enough and open enough to take anything he could throw at her.

Hal pulled his fingers free of the redhead's clinging pussy-flesh. Kneeling upright behind the moaning, cunt-eating woman, he smeared the pussy juice coating his fingers all over the head of his cock. Then he moved in closer, hand-feeding his prick up between Anne's soft thighs.

Anne felt Hal's prick slide under the deep crack of her ass, into her pussy-sift, seeking out her cunt-mouth. She braced herself. This boy had a good-sized cock.

"Uuuunnnggghh," Anne moaned into Jill's cunt as she felt her own invaded by over half a foot of rock-hard prick.

Hal grunted with pleasure as he felt Anne's cunt gobble his cock. No playing around this time. He started fucking hard, hearing the satisfying sound of his loins smacking wetly against Anne's shapely ass. He kit the sensitive head of his cock pushing its way in and out of her smooth, hot cunt.

Looking down and smooth sweep of Anne's back, Hal found himself staring straight at his slowly writhing wife. Anne's head was buried between Jill's drawn-up thighs, her long red hair fanning out over Jill's belly and hips.

Jill's face was flushed, glowing with sexual arousal. She was still massaging her own tits. Hal watched her stomach muscles flutter and tense every time Anne did something new to her cunt with her talented tongue.

What a trip! As Hal slammed his prick again and again into Anne's butter-soft twat, he had the illusion he was fucking straight through her into Jill. Every time his hips slammed into Anne's ass, the redhead was jolted forward, her mouth digging deeper into Jill's cunt.

Both women were going wild. Hal could hear Anne moaned into Jill's twat, the sound oddly wet and muffled. Jill was whimpering and moaning, biting her lower lip. He knew ail the signs, knew his wife was close to cumming. He hoped she didn't yet!

Jill was indeed close to orgasm. Anne's mouth against her cunt was helping her climb higher and higher. Another couple of minutes and she would start the long slide down the other slope of her orgasm.

She looked up, seeing Hal's grinning face. It took her a few seconds to realize her husband was fucking the other woman from behind. Why always someone else and not her? she wondered, then remembered that lately it had been she who'd pushed him away.

She didn't care now. All that mattered was the orgasm slowly beginning deep in her well-licked cunt. She tensed, readying herself for the gut-wrenching spasms, the incredible ecstasy.

But Hal started fucking harder and harder into Anne's cunt from behind. It was more than the moaning redhead could stand. She started to cum, her head twisting helplessly to one side as powerful spasms rippled through her belly. Her mouth sucked free of Jill's cunt, deserting the other girl's clit just as she was on the verge of her climax.

"Oh, wait! Don't stop! Not right now!" Jill wailed. "I… I'm so close! Just another few seconds and I would have cum!"

But Anne was past all hearing. She slid slowly forward, Hal's powerful cock-thrusts pounding into her from behind. Her head ended up on Jill's taut, cum-hungry belly, her mouth helplessly moaning cries of passion.

As soon as he sensed Anne had finished cumming, Hal rolled the panting redhead unceremoniously from over Jill. Now there was nothing between him and his nakedly moaning wife but his huge swollen cock, still gleaming with Anne's cunt juice.

"I can help you get it off, baby," he grated. "With this! With my cock! You want it? Ask me, baby. Ask me!"

Jill stared up at her handsome sexy husband, love and passion shining from her eyes. "Oh, yes, Hal," she whimpered. "I want, you to fuck me! Shove your cock up my cunt! Make me cum! I want it from you!"

Eagerly Hal fell forward onto his wife's lovely waiting body. His cock thundered up her cunt. His arms wrapped tightly around her, while her legs rose, locking desperately behind his back, puffing him deeper and deeper into her. Her cunt nibbled desperately at his big, thrusting cock.

"I love you! I love you, Hal!" Jill cried. "It's so wonderful having you fuck me again. I'm so sorry I wasted my time with all those other men!"

"Don't be," he panted. "I don't care what you do with other men. I care what you do with me."

Anne had risen to her knees, looking down in triumph at the confused young couple she had helped reunite. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. Startled, she spun around. It was her husband, Harry.

"Thought I'd come over and see how the therapy was going," he grinned. "The front door wasn't locked. Looks like you've had another success, baby."

For a few seconds Harry stared down at the wildly fucking young couple, then started peeling off his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Anne asked.

"I'm gonna try something really kinky," Harry chuckled. "Something different. Just for kicks, I'm gonna fuck my wife while Hal fucks his."

Anne looked up fondly at her big husband, reached out and stroked his hardening cock.

"Harry, you're something else," she said, laughing softly. "The last of the romantics."