Mark Williams - Dog-style wives

In a few seconds, she had him hard and panting with the rising thrills. Then she stopped for a moment, raised her head, and gave him an elfin grin.

"Make like I'm a whore," she begged him. "Talk dirty to me. Tell me some of the things you'd like to do with me." She seized his whang with her mouth and resumed her activity. He thought for a moment, then went along with her game.

"I'd love to do a lot of things with you, Sandy baby. I love the smell and taste of your… unh…! Delicious pussy. I like to suck up your cream and fuck your tight little hole with my tongue, and nibble your clit and steal little sucks at it… unh…! And shove my dong into your hot, juicy box and fuck it until your teeth… unh…! Rattle."

She was really getting to him now, and he felt his cock was as hard as steel. Yet it had a sensitivity he could barely stand.

"And I'd like to operate on your back door, too. I'd lick into your ass, tease your tight little winkie with my tongue, push into your asshole with it and wiggle it until you squealed. Then… unh…! I'd wedge the tip of my cock in your asshole and drive it into your butt until you screamed. I'd fuck your ass until I filled your gut with… unh…! My hot cum."

Sandy's body trembled as she went into a little orgasm, but it seemed to make her suck at his cock even more greedily. She now had one hand in her crotch, working at her cunt with her fingers.

"Then, maybe I'd shove my prick into your cunt as deep as I could reach, and piss into you. I'd fill you so full of piss your belly would stretch… unh… and…! Unh…! Sandy! Oh, baby! Nurse on it, baby doll! Nice hot cum for you, Sandy! Ohhh… Suck it off!"

He erupted into her mouth in hard spurts. She swallowed it and sucked for more, meanwhile moaning through her own orgasm. She was so greedy that he had to tear his cock from her mouth and lie back on the pillow to recuperate.

"Are we going to do some of the other things, now?" she asked when she was over her climax.

Ross looked at her as if he were Frankenstein, and she the monster he had created. He knew that the group would have to come up with an idea for some means of taming her before she got out of hand.

"No, Sandy," he told her with a weak grin. "It's time for my afternoon nap!"

"I hear you're quite a cocksman, Tom," Shelley said. She was leaning over him, her tits hanging ripely above his face, as she knelt beside him in the grass.

Tom looked up at the quivering mounds, eyed the jiggling pink berries of her nipples, then let his gaze wander down over her firm, rounded belly into the golden tendrils of hair at her crotch. He had set several lines in the lake, hoping to get a mess of fish for the family, then flaked out on the bank in the shade of the bushes to catch up on his sleep. He seemed to need more rest since he had been doing so much screwing!

"Hi, Shel!" he said. A self-conscious grin crept around the corners of his mouth. "Cocksman? I don't know about that. I guess I have been making the rounds. But that's nothing newsworthy in this little community, is it?"

"It might be to a gal who felt neglected," she said. Her full lips moistly pouting as she pretended to sulk. Tom envisioned the soft donut of those lips sliding over his cock and felt his tool grow hard at the thought.

"Christ! You sure have a sexy mouth, Shel!" he told her as he reached up and pulled her down onto him. The lips opened and she sucked his tongue into her mouth. He fucked it past her lips and grabbed one of her tits with his hand, squeezing the nipple in a firm but gentle milking action.

Shelley whimpered and shoved her tongue into his mouth. He sucked at it as she made it fuck his lips. Then they were tongue fighting and sucking for several minutes, until they got out of breath.

Tom rolled her onto the grass and began sucking her tits. His hands worked on the free tit as he sucked and nibbled the other. Shelley moaned and hugged his head to her, feeling her pussy start to itch.

Her tits were almost sore when he shifted to her crotch, hot to see what this blonde's snatch was like. She eagerly parted her legs and thrust up her pelvis, ready to take tongue or cock, but too hot to be without one or the other for very long.

Tom looked at the golden fleece, saw the pink meat of her slit oozing juice like a broiling steak. He smelled her cunt, liked the warm, scented musk she exuded, and breathed deeply of it. He put his lips to the slit and kissed it as he had kissed her mouth.

His tongue sought entry, found it, fucked into her hole with rapid, excited strokes, making Shelley wiggle her ass in the grass and hum her contentment loudly. He sucked up her juice, licked at the perky little head of her clit, and heard her crooning become even louder.

"Oh, put those sucky lips on my clit, Tom!" she pleaded.

He formed his lips over the bud, inhaled through them, and felt the tiny glans pop into his lips farther. He released it and felt it snap back into its hiding place. Shelley's squeal told him she liked it, so he repeated it over and over.

Her cunt was literally gurgling with juice now, and Tom felt as if his chin rested in a bowl of soup. The frenzied goosing of her ass muscles made it slosh snugly into his face as he feasted.

"Nurse it, baby!" she pleaded. "Hard sucks, Tom! I'm… OHHH!" Her body went wild as she came powerfully. Tom's head was tossed off her like a rider from a hose.

He moved to kneel by her face, laid the tip of his rigid cock at her lips and rocked it there. The soft, moist smoothness of her lips trembled, parted, and sucked in his knob. Her tongue rolled around the swollen ridge and Tom groaned.

She sucked as he began to fuck into her mouth, feeling his tip glide over her tongue and lodge at the back of her throat. Shelley hummed her satisfaction to have his hard young whang in her mouth, sucking at its tender virility as though it were a huge drinking straw inserted in the nectar of the Gods. But Tom pulled it away!

He slowly shifted his position, holding Shelley's head up with one hand, until he was squatting over her, his asshole poised over one of her tits. He centered on it, then squeezed the nipple into his asshole, pinching his cheeks together to hold it there.

"Now, Shel!" he said hoarsely. "Suck me off while I milk your tit with my asshole!" But the distance was too great; there was no way to effect both operations at the same time. Tom knelt between her legs, picked them up and hung them over his shoulders. He shoved his cock into the soupy mess of her cunt and drove it into her hole up to his balls. He felt the ooze trickle down over them as he bottomed in her.

"Oh God, Tom! What a sweet hunk of cock!" Shelley cried. "Fuck it into me, lover!"

He started to pump at her, his balls – like the nuts of a young bull – slapped her ass meatily at each stroke. It was a juicy fuck. Tom's prick literally pumped the excess out of her tunnel, drop by drop, at each withdrawal stroke.

He sloshed in and out rapidly, but his fucks were hard and mean, as if he were confident that the abundant juice would pad and protect everything no matter how powerfully he drove into her.

"I'm close, Tom!" she moaned. "Oh, so close! I think I… I… oh Jesus! Squirt, Tom, squirt!" She let out a wild cry and farted loudly. Tom released his control and the convulsing walls of her heated curt triggered him off.

He spewed vast gushes of his hot sperm into her swat. It was already overflowing, but her uterus must have sucked up a gob as it poured into her, for very little squeezed out around his prick before he pulled out of her.

Shelley simply lay there and gasped, emitting an occasional grunt as her spasms hit. Tom stood, took a deep breath, then went back up to kneel by her head. He was determined to have her suck him off. There was an exciting something about her lips, her hot, wet mouth, that enticed him in a compelling way.