Jason Cannon - Stripper wife

"Ohhhh yesss," Betty, moaned. "Bite me! Harder!"

Natalie bit until her teeth threatened to break the tender skin. Then, her own passion riding high, she pushed the other girl away with a sighing gasp.

"Undress me!" she commanded. "Make me naked!"

Betty tugged the bottoms of her pajamas down over Natalie's hips, baring her belly, her navel, the tops of her thighs, and the soft brown mound of her pubic fur.

Betty was transfixed by the sight, her eyes staring and her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

"You're so beautiful," she whispered.

And she bent her lips to kiss the flat belly. Natalie put her hands against the top of Betty's head and pushed hard, causing those hot lips to slide across her skin. Betty turned her head to one side and allowed her lips to glide down along the smooth column of one thigh.

"Kiss my pussy… kiss it and run your tongue up and down the lips!" Natalie commanded. "Ohhhhyessss, yes, yes… like that! Oh fuck, that's so good!"

Natalie was doubly enjoying the attention her pussy was receiving from Betty's lips and tongue because the girl had never before shown any signs of wanting female sex.

Natalie continued to writhe and hunch her, sopping pussy into the redhead's face until she could stand the tension no longer. She wanted her mouth on a cunt, too. She sat up and pushed Betty back on the bed.

The luscious redhead writhed and trembled from head to foot as Natalie went to work on her body. The lips began at her breasts, staying there to make those mammoth globes swell with passion and desire, long enough to make her nipples ache with wanting. Then they moved down along the center line of her body, between the white mountains of tits to the velvety stomach and belly, until Betty's every breath was a painful gasp for air.

She let her lips trail all the way down to the soles of Betty's feet. Then she sat back on her haunches. "Turn Over," she told the trembling girl.

Betty's eyes opened wide. "Turn over?

"That's what I said."

"Why?"

"Don't ask stupid questions at a time like this. Just do as I say. I promise you'll love every minute of it!"

Betty turned over, pressing her belly and breasts into the mattress and spreading her legs wide apart. Natalie looked down at the upturned back. Her eyes took in the sweeping curve of back which turned into twin globes of white trembling buttocks, then the dark rust of pubic hair and pink cuntal lips, to the long sweep of tanned thighs. Betty truly had a rampant desire for sex and a voluptuous body to do it with.

Natalie bent down and used her tongue like a serpent. She began at the sole of the right foot. As she moved upward along the right thigh, her mouth left a trail of fire blazing behind. The tender flesh at the back of the knee produced a wild kicking, and the roving mouth across the satiny back brought a gasping moan.

Betty stuffed the corner of the pillow into her mouth to keep from screaming, while such pleasure as she'd never before experienced racked her trembling, twitching body. Her hands went behind her and pulled Natalie's head tighter against her, as she made hoarse guttural sounds into the pillow.

The brunette's tongue toyed with her asshole, tickling the hairs and gently laying the anal ring with its hot tip.

Then the tongue was in her asshole, then her cunt, then back in her asshole.

She spread her own butt cheeks and heaved her ass into the air. Harder and deeper went Natalie's talented tongue into Betty's spread anus. It darted, it reamed, it sucked, until she felt as though a miniature dick were violating her asshole.

The sensation was like nothing she could ever have imagined. Fantastic waves of pleasure washed over her, colored lights exploded behind her tightly shut eyelids. It was almost like one continuous climax, a climax that could go on forever. While beneath that pleasure another need grew.

Natalie caressed the other girl until she was sure she was in a total frenzy.

Then, with a quick flip of her hands, she turned Betty over, reversed her position, and fell greedily upon her.

Her chin jammed itself roughly into Betty's cunt hole while her lips, her tongue, and her teeth went to work wildly on the redhead's throbbing, living nub of clitoral flesh.

As Natalie's tongue licked into Betty's sweet pussy, she really went wild. All the control she'd managed to maintain throughout the seduction was lost. As she felt the dammed-up desire building toward the breaking point, she knew that the redhead, inexperienced in this form of love, was feeling her first pleasure peak.

At the opposite end of the trailer, Chile lay awake in her bed. She had been listening to the wild moaning and groaning of sex. It had started out calmly, but now it was obviously at a raging peak because the trailer was rocking back and forth from the wild fucking taking place in the other room.

She didn't know who it was, but she imagined that Barry had come back and that he and Betty were having at each other on the couch.

She had been rubbing her pussy with one hand until it was raw with desire. At last she couldn't take it any more. If it took a threesome and she had to share Barry in order to fuck him and get her share of his cock, then that was what she would do.

She leapt from the bed and entered the living room.

It was empty, and she suddenly realized that the sounds of sex in the trailer were coming from Natalie and Ellie's room.

Then Ellie must be back. But where was Barry? Were they having a party in there with Barry fucking Betty and the other two girls watching?

Quietly she padded across the living room and pushed the door ajar a few inches.

"Jesus Christ," she murmured half under her breath. She saw Betty's red hair splayed over Natalie's thighs and there was no doubt where the girl's tongue and lips were.

Natalie's head was between Betty's thighs and Chile could actually see the girl's tongue plunging, like a miniature red cock, in and out of Betty's pussy.

The two girls were so engrossed in sucking and eating each other's cunts that they neither saw nor heard Chile at the door.

Chile closed the door and leaned against it, her tits and her cunt throbbing with need and desire.

Then Barry is with Ellie, she thought, and Betty has it together with Natalie.

Everybody's getting it except me, and it's my ballgame in the first place. I'm getting left out…

"Well," she said aloud. "We'll just see about that!"

Barry woke to the noise of clattering dishes. He opened his eyes and looked across to the little kitchenette to see Chile doing something at the stove. She was wearing a pair of very scant and very tight shorts which lovingly hugged the perfect curves of her hips. Most of her back was bare, with only the thin strap of her halter to tell him she was wearing anything at all above her waist.

He yawned and looked at his watch. It was ten o'clock in the morning. "Hey!" he yelled. "Up early, aren't you?"

She turned, gave him a dirty look, and, went back to her work. Barry grabbed his trousers from the chair nearby and slid quickly into them. Then he discarded the blanket, rose from the bed, and folded it away. Chile didn't even turn to look at him when he walked by into the bathroom.

He shaved and brushed his teeth, and when he came out of the bathroom again, Chile was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee.

"Got some of that stuff for me?" he asked, making his voice pleasant.

"It's on the stove. Get it yourself."

He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down again. Chile's halter was the smallest bit of cloth he'd ever seen, and the thinnest. Through the material he could see the large circles of her areolas and the hard dots of the nipples themselves. The deep canyon of flesh between the spheres was completely visible and the soft material clung to the curves, outlining them completely.