Ray Mills - Hot and nasty wife

It stood up tall and throbbing, a gigantic thick monster of a prick. Krip saw her looking at it and grinned. Amy figured he must be used to women looking at it with awe. He took it in both hands like a hose. Even then the stiff fat spear of flesh protruded two inches from the ends of his fingers.

“You like this?” he said, winking obscenely at her.

He scooted over next to her face. The monstrous twitching thing jumped only inches from her cheek. Amy had to shut her eyes again. My god, he wants me to suck it! she thought with revulsion.

At the same moment Brad was reducing her to a frenzy of lust. His lips were gently gnawing on her clit. The sensations were agonizingly sweet. Again she wished they were alone, without this repulsive satyr Krip poking his huge cock in her face.

Suddenly she felt him embracing her. His burly, hairy body pressed tight against her. His rough, demanding lips brushed her cheeks, found her lips. He kissed her with urgent lust. Amy tried not to vomit.

“You know,” Krip said in a strangely tender voice, “I know exactly what you’re thinking about me. But I’m really not cruel and sadistic. I’m not a monster.

I’m just a man who loves to fuck beautiful women. And I fuck them good. You’ll see. You’ll be begging for more.”

“But you’re forcing me!” Amy spit out.

“Maybe,” he said in his soothing, almost fatherly voice. “But it’s one way I have to get you into bed. You probably wouldn’t come of your own accord, now, would you?”

“I doubt it!” Amy said huffily.

“But I can guarantee you you’ll be back,” Krip said.

He’s nuts! Amy thought. Totally nuts! Still, she couldn’t help enjoying the feel of his tender hands running all over her body. He knew how to caress a woman. She didn’t know what to think of him. He wasn’t sexy, not at all. But he exuded a kind of raw sexual energy that made her feel like submitting completely to his dominance.

He wasn’t as nauseating as she originally thought. In the back of her mind she already knew that her refusal to enjoy this would be in vain. The way Brad was licking the flames alive in her pulsing cunt was driving her crazy. And when Max scooted up toward her face again and held his gigantic throbbing organ inches from her mouth, she knew that she would yield to him totally.

“Wouldn’t you like to suck it now?” he murmured gently.

Amy was so hypnotized by the power of his lust and strong maleness that he might as well have been offering her a cup of tea. She nodded. She opened her wet lips and took the massive stiff cock into her mouth, sucking him tenderly but thirstily.

Max lay beside her on the bed, turning her head to the side and probing her mouth softly with his huge prick.

“Oh, that’s it, that’s it,” he groaned, praising her mouth-action.

Amy’s mouth felt gorged on the massive thing. She swirled her tongue around the enormous bulbous head of it, wondering how her poor little pussy would ever stretch to receive such a monstrous tool. Maybe if I could make him come now, in my mouth, he’d forget about fucking me in the cunt! she thought. So she went after his orgasm with wild, crazy sucking.

Max enjoyed it for a few moments. But he knew what she was trying to do and wouldn’t let her get away with it. Quickly he pulled his twitching cock out of her voracious mouth.

“No, no, honey, not yet,” he. chuckled. “We don’t want all the fun to be over with so soon, do we?”

He lifted her full breasts in his hairy paws and began sucking her nipples. Amy winced as he nibbled one lightly with his teeth. At the same instant she felt tiny little pains and spurting sexual fire in her breast.

With Brad sucking her cunt and Max her titties, Amy quickly became so aroused that she was writhing and moaning with delirious need. She cupped her aching breasts in her hands, pushing them into Max’s sucking lips. She heaved her hips off the bed, mashing her hot pussy into Brad’s working mouth.

“Ohhhhnnnnnn god!” she moaned. “Ohhhhnnnnn god yes! Yes! Unh! God, do it to me!

Please! Do it to me!”

“What do you want us to do to you, honey?” Max asked in his bizarre fatherly voice.

“Fuck me!” Amy cried, having lost all shame. “Fuck me, please! Both of you fuck me!”

Actually she hadn’t the faintest idea how both of them would fuck her. She guessed one at a time. How else? All she knew was that her hungry young cunt craved long thick pricks. Even Max’s monster. Even if it wiped her out, she had to be fucked by it! “Move out of there, Aston,” she heard Max growl at Brad.

That meant that he wanted her first for himself. She mewled and squirmed as they changed places. Brad suddenly stretched out next to her. He leaned over and kissed her, his long sinuous tongue slithering into her half-open mouth. It was wildly erotic to Amy. She tasted her own warm puss juices on his tongue.

Brad’s fingers rubbed and squeezed the firm globes of her ripe breasts, making the nipples flare and ache. At the same time she felt Max’s fingers rooting in her splayed pussy.

“Just fuck me… please fuck me!” she whimpered.

She wanted them to quit toying with her and get on with it. Her need was driving her crazy. Fuck me! Ohhnnn fuck me! “I will, honey,” Max answered. “I will. Clear out, Aston!” he growled again at Brad, who moved back from them.

Suddenly Amy felt Max’s strong hairy hands turning her body over. She began to panic. But his soft soothing voice steadied her. His voice was at once firm and dominating, not to be denied.

“Now get up on your knees, honey, with your beautiful little ass up in the air.

That’s right. I’m going to fuck you doggie style. Have you ever done it that way before?”

“N-no,” Amy whimpered, feeling his insistent fingers manipulate the smooth round flesh of her ass-cheeks.

“Ohhhh, you’ll like it,” he grinned obscenely.

Leaning down on her elbows, Amy looked back past her ripe dangling breasts and saw Max crouching on his knees behind her ass. She saw the huge cannon of his Stiff cock jumping menacingly, the head of it bloated with blood. It looked like an angry purplish battering ram. Biting her lower lip, she saw Max flexing his knees as he nudged the fat stalk against her wet throbbing cunt-lips.

Amy began to have second thoughts about it. But it was much too late. God, he’ll split me in half! she thought.

“Nooooo! Oh no, you’re too big!” she cried out.

"No I’m not, honey,” he groaned. “You just reach back here and help him go in.”

The menace in his voice was unmistakable. If she didn’t obey him, something even worse would happen to her. With shaking fingers, she reached back between her trembling thighs and grasped his stiff hot shaft. She tried to feed it gently between her already tightly stretched pussy-lips.

But Max was impatient. He lunged forward with his hips, forcing the massive head of his prick into her tight cunt.

“Aaoowwummphbh!” Amy half gasped and half-grunted.

She slumped forward onto the mattress. Hot daggers of fire peppered her ravaged cunt.

“Back up!” Max commanded.

She struggled back up onto her elbows, presenting her quivering ass to him again. Slowly, but with insistent pressure, Max pushed his mammoth cock deeper and deeper into her. Amy held her breath and gritted her teeth. The initial daggers of pain seemed quickly to subside and melt into fantastic pulsations of pleasure.

Inch by inch the enormous shaft slid into her slimy slit. Amy felt her loins begin to melt with voluptuous heat. Her pelvis began to undulate instinctively.

Even though her pussy was stretched and crammed to the splitting point, and she knew there were still a few inches of Max’s huge cock sticking out of her, she wanted the whole thing.