Jason Cannon - Swap mates

"Christ! Oh, Christ!" Elsie groaned loudly, her body rocketed with intense waves of climax, her pussy clenched hotly around Jeff's jerking, draining cock, drenched with scalding juices.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of ecstasy, their passion passed its peak. Slowly, the intensity of their love-making diminished until finally Jeff lay exhausted sprawled on top of Elsie's voluptuous form.

"Ohhhhh…" he moaned, having just experienced the most incredible orgasm of his life. "Ohhhh, Goddam…"

"I agree," she panted, slipping her heavy weight to her side so they lay facing each other.

"You're something else," be said, smiling.

"SO are you… but tell me something."

"Yeah?"

"After a wild come like that… how long does it take you to get it up, so you can go again?"

"'Bout ten minutes," he replied. "Five if you suck it!"

"What's exactly what I wanted to hear," Elsie said, running her tongue across his belly and into his pubic hair until she could taste the mixture of their cum on his cock.

Jeff called his office and okayed Bill's promotion. He also mentioned that he wouldn't be in for a few days. He told his secretary that he had to go out of town on an urgent business deal.

Elsie called Bill and told him that she needed a few days by herself to figure things out. He didn't seem to mind too much.

They upped anchor and sailed up the coast to a place where no one but Jeff's very closest friends could possibly find them.

They fucked each other's brains out for three days.

On the afternoon of the third day, they were lolling nude on the roof of the cabin in a tiny, secluded cove. Out of the corner of her eye, Elsie could see Jeff's watching the rise and fall of her tits as she lay on her back and breathed deeply.

"Penny for your thoughts?" he said.

She smiled. "What has been my only thought every moment we've been together?"

"Fucking," he said, listing his cock and rolling closer to her.

"Then, honey," she said, "you'd better get that meat of yours inside me right now, 'cause I'm leaking so much pussy juice that I'm liable to sink this boat of yours!"

Jeff leaned over and touched her pussy; he could feel the delicious fluid dribbling all over his prying, curious fingers. He lifted his fingers to his lips, tasted the honeyed dew, and thought that this beautiful girl's cunt juice was better than the best champagne. Every few seconds he would bring his fingers up to his mouth so that he could suck the sticky stuff off them.

"Don't, worry, honey," he said, "in a minute I'm going to give you a real clit-busting bang!"

Elsie tied to give a little giggle but it could only come out as a sort of throttled gasp, as his fingers gently brushed over the soft knot of her labia, then gave them a hard pinch that nearly sent her off in a pounding, spasmodic come right there. Jeff knew well how to keep a burning, passionate cunt on the tooth-grating edge of a come without somehow ever being pushed all the way over.

"Pity I'm not a sadist," Jeff said, "'cause sometimes I think women would prefer to have the daylights whipped out of them then to have to go through this suspense."

And it was true. From Jeff, Elsie had enjoyed all the perversions she had missed being married to Bill. In the days that they had spent together, his constant theme had been the fact that Elsie was wasting her body on one man. He, himself, would never think of wasting his magnificent cock on just one woman.

But it was hard to think about that now as she felt the pangs of passion beginning in her sopping pussy. She felt his fingers circle maddeningly nearer and nearer her clit. She felt that anything had to be better than the torment to which this handsome, self-confident male was subjecting her at this moment.

Yet at the same time, the agony felt so blissful that she almost thought that she would like to have it go on forever, rather than be resolved in the pelvis-hammering spasms which she knew from the tingling in her tits and slit could only be seconds away.

What made it all the worse, she thought, was the way in which Jeff was sitting there, seemingly cool as a cucumber. A lot of that had to be a pose, she knew, for a glimpse of his rampant prick – a sort of iron banana with a big red head – showed that he was pretty worked up by the job he was doing to her tender body. She could even see a drop of pre-cum glisten on the angry head, showing how furious the big tool was at having so long been denied the feel of warm cunt walls around it, the feel of a wet, passionate pussy.

But Jeff had really learned how to play her body in the short time they had been together. And for a stud like him, a task such as fucking the life out of a pretty girl like Elsie – particularly when the girl in question was an unsatisfied little bride who had never had a good screwing – was ideally a long, drawn-out task. He was going to give her a triple come: a finger-off, a tongue-off, and a regular fuck. And so for the moment he was keeping his cock in reserve.

"Ohhhh," she said, "how I'd love to gab that thick dick in my hands and give it a big loving squeeze."

The thought of making his rod go off, of feeling the powerful, pulsating beats in her hand, of seeing the spunk spurt out of the hose, of feeling it splatter on her hand so that she could lick it off, nearly made Elsie come, particularly combined with the insistent pawing that was going on in the fur between her legs.

Jeff felt her teeter on the edge and drew his hand away from the feverish cunt for a second, to prolong the torturing foreplay.

"I know what you're thinking, honey," he said, as he saw how her eyes devoured his cock, "and don't worry, in a second you'll have it in that dainty little mouth of yours. And, after that…"

He didn't have to go on. She knew what heaven it was to be able to squeeze the swollen cock in a playfully threatening way with her teeth. And as for the idea of swallowing it up her moist cunt, that was too delicious to bear thinking about, unless she wanted to come right then and there.

Jeff bent forward and gave a soft, lingering kiss, not to the luscious, bulging nipples, but to the glorious curved underside of her breast. He pushed his tongue out, making a slight indentation in the heaving female flesh.

"Oh, Jeff… Jeff… my nipples, my nipples! I want to feel your tongue on them. I want to see them glisten with your saliva! They hurt for you, darling… make them hurt more!"

Jeff smiled and began to draw his tongue in wide circles all over her breasts, carefully avoiding her tender pink nipples, teasing her. Elsie thought she couldn't possibly stand it another second.

Meanwhile, his fingers were far from idle between her silky legs. He had his thumb stroking the pad of flesh between the clit and the slit while two of his fingers were actually up the hole itself, sliding around on the juice, feeling the warmth of her flesh, the flesh of the most intimate part of her body.

"God damn!" she groaned. "Put it in! Quit teasing me with that big hunk of meat and fuck me with it! Hurry Jeff… fuck me!"

Jeff knew she couldn't be put off much longer, and for that matter, neither could he. Unable to keep her lovely fingers off his meat entirely, she had resorted to pulling and squeezing at his balls, and rubbing his big prick around the root, in the hope that all this would excite him without making him come.

He rolled between her thighs as she tugged his prick into position. "No… NOW! Give it to me now! Shove!"

In went his massive cock, to the hilt. And she loved it. She was being gorged with wonderful male meat. Nothing made her feel more feminine than to be really gorged with prick.

It wasn't hard to be gorged in this case, either. Jeff really was well hung and now that his cock was fully inflated, it was a massive weapon indeed.