Janet McCoy - Wife on the loose

Maybe, too, she'd be happy with his fucking, the way he liked to do it, without making him feel like he was doling out rations.

He was surprised when the big blonde started to take off her clothes.

"Aren't… aren't we going to have a cup of coffee?" he stammered.

It wasn't that he was really thirsty. He just wasn't used to dealing with unknown women. Fay's forthrightness staggered him. It was as if she had nothing to protect, nothing to hold back from him.

Anything he wanted was his for the taking.

That prospect became definitely cheerful when Fay stood naked in front of him. She was a pretty, well-proportioned woman. Her lush tits stood out full and inviting, even without the support of her brassiere. Her waist was narrow. Her belly was smooth and tight. Her ass flared out just the right amount as she turned her back to him and reached into the closet.

"Time for coffee," she said, and smiled as she noticed the evident admiration in his eyes. She slipped a filmy negligee over her nakedness and started to head for the kitchen.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?"

He reached out and grabbed her. He pulled her close and buried her mouth in a long searching kiss.

No longer was he overawed by the fact that he was alone with a woman other than his wife. He knew just what he wanted to do, and he was ready to do it. His cock was throbbing heatedly inside his pants.

"Oooohhh, that's a nice – feeling bulge you've got down there," she cooed into his ear as she wriggled her pussy-mound against the swelling in his trousers. "I'd like to see that. May I?"

Without further ado, she reached don and opened his fly. Groping inside, she grasped the hard girth of his prick and pulled it, hard and throbbing, into the open air.

Before Tom knew what had happened, she was don on her knees in front of him.

"Oh, Tom, you have such a beautiful cock!" It was her turn this time to stare wide-eyed with admiration. "God, I want to feel it inside my mouth! I want to taste it! Can I?"

Without waiting for him to give his permission, she opened her mouth wide and enclosed his palpitating cock-head between her red lips. She began to suck enticingly on it, as though it were the tip of a popsicle.

"Mmmm… tastes good!"

While he watched, her head bobbing back and forth along his swollen cock-shaft, coating it with a shining layer of saliva.

Tom threw back his head and groaned appreciatively. He raped her hair and helped move her head back and forth along his tingling prick. Nothing this titillating had happened to Tom in a long time. He felt aroused. He felt alive. He felt as though this woman had just handed him back, his manhood.

"Uuuuhhh! Jee-zuz, woman, suck it! Suck it!"

His cock felt like it had just slipped into a tube lined with honey. The erotic stimulus was sensational. All he could do was close his eyes and hold onto her hair for dear life. She was taking him on the ride of a lifetime.

Tom was learning how really appealing sex could be, in the right circumstances, at the right time, with the right woman.

He didn't feel he had to fuck this woman. Therefore he wanted to do every sexy thing with her he could think of. He felt free and sexy. Alive and aroused.

Tom was rediscovering sex.

She looked up at him, her blue eyes wide and drowsy with lust. "Oooohhh, Tom, I love the feel of your cock in my mouth. It makes my pussy so hot to do this!"

"Does it? Does it, baby?"

The thought that the juices of excitement were probably seeping from this voluptuous woman's cunt as she sucked him made Tom's cock throb with eagerness. He imagined how good it would be to sink his swollen prick deep into her clasping pussy.

That thought was too good to let pass. He wanted to fuck her. To fuck her right now!

"Jeez, baby I gotta do it to you! I gotta fuck you!"

A little roughly, he raised her to her feet and led her over to the big dresser. He bent her over it and raised the skirt of her negligee high up over her shoulders. The round flail moons of her buttocks stared appealingly up at him. He inn his fingers sensually over their curved surface. Then he guided his cock-tip in between the swells of her ass-cheeks.

"Oooohhh!" she squealed in lusty anticipation. "Oh, Tom, I want to feel your cock in me so bad!" Her cunt was soaked with her juices. Her pussy-lips flared open with unabashed need.

She was a woman who wanted to get fucked, and she made no bones about it. She wriggled her ass up at the man she had just picked up in the bar. She tilted farther forward, flying to give him better access to her pussy.

As he shoved forward, she shoved back. And his cock slipped right up on into her grasping cunt.

"Uuuhhh… yeas… that's what I wanted! It feels so wonderful, Tom!"

Tom was on top of the world. To this woman, he could do no wrong. She was skewering her cunt back onto his cock like a wild thing, looking for more. Wanting his prick deeper, harder, faster and he was happy to give her everything she wanted.

Planting his feet firmly on the floor, grabbing her ass, he began to stroke into her pussy-hole with long, deep, rhythmic strokes.

"Jee-zuz! That's good! Soooo good!"

The woman's mouth hung slackly open. Her eyes were glazed with passion. Tom could see her reflection in the dresser minor. It stimulated him. It excited him to see a woman – a near stranger – so crazy with lust for him.

It was the best thing that had happened to Tom's ego in a long time.

"Hey, baby, you got a sweet pussy! It's grabbing hold of my cock real nice! Feels good, baby!"

Tom could see that his face, too, was contorted with lustful agony. His cock was sending back a thousand little warning signals that told his brain of a massive assault on his senses. His whole being was helpless prey to pure animal passion. After a long layoff like he had just gone through, Tom was experiencing everything with redoubled intensity. His whole body seemed to throb in heated tempo with his cock.

He looked down fascinated at the site where his juices-slickened cock slipped in and out of Fay's dilated cunt. His cock-head was swollen up like a balloon, purple with blood. Every time the ridge rubbed against her cunt-mouth, it was like someone had just shot him with a pleasure-laser. The sensation was incredible!

"Oooohh, baby! You are something else!"

Tom had forgotten he could get this totally involved in sex. He was enjoying fucking the woman called Fay more than he could ever remember enjoying anything in his life.

This was sex for fun. Sex without responsibility. Sex for the taking.

The blonde pick-up with the big tits was doing something for Tom that a battery of psychologists could never have done.

She was turning Tom into a sexual lion!

"Oh, Tom! Your cock's so hard! It keeps fucking me so long! You're incredible, baby! You're a wonderful lover!"

Fay was gripping the sides of the dresser desperately, using it to keep herself from sliding right down onto the floor. The stimulation running through every susceptible nerve-ending had Fay mewling weak as a kitten and excited as a she-cat in a mating season. Her buttocks round back at Tom's loins with the fury of a riveting machine. She was thoroughly absorbed in the lewd experience of being fucked senseless by a stranger she had picked up in a bar. Her pussy flared with heat, pulsed with hunger.

"Mmmm! Hhnnhhh!" Tom grunted mightily as he tried to keep up the woman's frantic pace. She was incredible! It seemed as though she might keep on going forever. And the amazing thing was that Tom, too, felt like he could keep on going forever. His cock could concentrate on only one thing, bringing that tight little pussy to a resounding climax.

He bent all his efforts to that single task! The small bedroom seemed to throb with the heated exertion of the couple's sexual efforts. Again and again his belly slammed forward against her ass. Again and again his cock-tip penetrated deep into the clinging depths of her cunt. She could feel her inner tissues spasming with ceaseless sensation. It would not be long now!