Ray Todd: Mother in heat

Barbara Thurmond studied her figure in the mirror as she slowly dried her luscious body with a large fluffy towel. The mother of two teen-aged children, she was an exceptionally beautiful woman and looked much younger than her thirty-seven years. She had a creamy white skin with long dark hair and big smoky-gray eyes that smoldered with passion. She had a full figure, yet there wasn't an ounce of fat. Her tits were firm and hard, and their size was accentuated by her extremely slim waist that flared out to her flail rounded hips. Her soft upper thighs were well rounded and tapered down to her trim legs and ankles.

Looking in the mirror, she could see the soft nest, of silky-dark pussy hairs that formed the triangle around her juicy slit. A little tremor of excitement rippled through her body, knowing that her husband's big hard cock would be filling her cunt a few short minutes from now.

Her husband, Ed, had been a bit offhand about their sex lately, but Barbara felt that tonight would be different. She was going away with her young daughter for a week, and she felt certain that her husband would be exceptionally amorous on this, her last night at home. It was the annual spring open house week at Northridge Military Academy where her eighteen-year-old son, Brent, was a student. She and Cindy, her eighteen-year-old daughter were driving up to the academy tomorrow to spend a week with whim. The boy detested, the school, but his father insisted he attend as he felt all young men needed disciplinary training. Barbara didn't completely agree with her husband, but she didn't disagree when he insisted the boy attend. Knowing from his letters that he was unhappy at the academy, Barbara was glad that she and Cindy could spend a few days up there with him.

When she was completely dried, Barbara slipped into a sheer black nightie that reached just below her perfumed cunt.

"God, you look beautiful," her intend smiled from the bed when she entered the room with her lustrous black hair falling over her soft bore shoulders.

"Thank you," she beamed, getting into bed with him.

Pulling down the covers, Barbara was surprised to see his dong hanging limply between his legs. She'd expected him to have a throbbing hard-on as he waited for her in the bed. She was a bit hurt and disappointed, but decided it wouldn't take her too long to get his prick nice and stiff. Crawling down and resting her face on his belly, she gently lifted the limp cock with her fingers. Trailing her fingers lightly up and down the loose folds of his cockskin, she watched it tighten around his rapidly swelling dick. His dong was making little jerking movements as it began to thicken and lengthen wider her teasing caresses. It was exciting watching and feeling his cock throbbing to life in her fingers. It grew stiffer and harder until it was finally a big full-blown tool, pulsating wildly in her tender grasp.

Lowering her face, she brought her wet open lips down to taste his quivering cock. She kissed the glistening head, working the tip of her hot little into the tiny slit on the end of it. Opening her mouth wider, Barbara wrapped her velvety soft lips around his deliciously big knob. Resting the side of her face on his quivering belly, she sucked the thick, meaty cock deep into her warm, moist mouth.

It grew bigger, longer and harder as she continued sucking his marvelously naked prick. Lowering her head a bit, she felt the hot, rubbery hardness of his cock-head nudging at the back of her throat.

"Oh, God, that feels good," her husband whispered, running his fingers through her tong black hair.

"I'm glad," she whispered between sucks. "I want tonight to be so perfect."

Sucking more vigorously on his prick, she could feel it growing even larger inside her slavering lips. Pushing her mouth down, she could feel his magnificent dong gliding back into her throat, and pulling back, she could feel the veins and sinews of his cock sliding between her sucking lips.

She continued pumping up and down over his cock until it was completely saturated with her hot, slippery spit. Sucking harder, she gave his swollen cock-head a thorough bath with her wildly swirling tongue while she vigorously caressed his shaft.

"Holy sweet shit," Ed moaned as he started thrusting his hips up in rhythm to her bobbing head. "That feels so fuckin' good, baby! So fuckin' good."

She could feel her own hot cunt juices streaming down the inside of her thighs as the wild flames built up in her burning twat. Wanting to prolong their lovemaking as long as possible, she released his lurching cock from her mouth and crawled back up into his arms, hoping desperately that he'd fondle her tits and pussy for a while.

"I love you," she whispered, covering his lips with her hot open mouth.

"And I love you," he panted.

"Honey," she sighed. "Please play with my pussy for a minute."

"Shit!" he gasped, "Let's start fuckin'."

"Please," she begged. "Just finger me a little bit first."

"Christ," her husband choked, puffing the hem of her nightie up. "Let's fuck!"

Panting like a wild animal, he quickly spread her thighs and crouched don between them, clutching his big throbbing dong in his hand.

"Please wait a minute," she whispered up to him, wanting just a few moments of loving foreplay.

"Christ, baby," he gasped, nudging his cockhead between her cunt-lips. "I'm gotta get rid of this load."

Barbara felt as if she'd been slapped in the face by a wet towel. Was she just something for him to get rid of his load in? She suddenly wondered what had happened to the sensitive, passionate lover she'd wanted. She felt like a common whore with her legs splayed lewdly apart. She couldn't believe that this panting beast was her own husband.

"Please, Ed, you're hurting me," she squealed when he rammed the full length of his bloated cock all the way up into her cunt with one vicious lunge. Her soft, creamy body was stretched out helplessly on the bed, her knees pressed widely apart by the weight of her muscular husband's big frame. Her smoldering gray eyes were staring blankly at the little flecks of gold dust on the ceiling as Ed continued driving his big lust-bloated cock in and out of her unresponsive fuck-hole.

"Come on," he panted. "Give me some cooperation. It takes two to fuck."

Roughly grasping the soft flesh of her smooth ass-cheeks, he tried pulling her cunt up to meet his violent thrust.

"Fuck back at me," the man roared. "You're hanging there like a piece of dead meat."

As hurt as Barbara was, she decided to cooperate. After all, she had been looking forward to being fucked by her husband, and she might as well make the best of it.

Gasping his body in her soft naked arms, Barbara wrapped her creamy, bare thighs around his waist and began thrusting her slit up to meet his brutal strokes. Trying to force herself to respond, she writhed her cunt around the base of his plunging dong, but there seemed to be no feeling left in her body. He tried forcing herself to respond to his selfish fucking, but she just couldn't. All the exciting passion she'd felt earlier had completely nabbed, replaced by a dullness.

"Come on, baby," he gasped. "Get with it. Have you forgotten how to fuck."

Barbara didn't bother to answer. She just lay their under his lurching frame, hoping he'd soon shoot his fucking load so she could go to sleep. Her mind and body were numb as she became a victim to his selfish sexual demands. Instead of the pleasure she'd anticipated, she felt nothing but degradation as his lust bloated cock slashed up into her dry cunt.

"Come on, baby," he panted. "Fuck back at me. Shit, this is fantastic!"

If he thought this wild humping was fantastic, Barbara couldn't understand it. Fantastic, to Barbara meant a gentle, tender union where each partner gave pleasure to the other, not this brutal selfish form of fucking.