Jeff Collins - The hottest wives

Don smiled. "You're a lot to stare at!"

"Be serious! He makes me nervous."

"He's got one hell of a lot of wife, I'll say that!"

"If you like middle-aged Amazons," Jewell giggled.

Pam and Ken stood to leave. They all said their polite goodbyes and Jewell watched them move across the room. When they were out of range, she whirled on Don. He was already smiling as if he had read her thoughts.

"Me you thinking what I'm thinking?" she asked.

"I'm thinking I'd like to stuff my big cock in Pam Jones' cunt," he replied.

"That's what I hoped you were thinking."

"What about you?"

"I'd like to suck her husband's dick while you pour your meat up my asshole!"

"Sounds like fun," Don sighed, squeezing one of her ample thighs.

"Think they'll swing?"

"We won't know until we try, will we?"

"Let's work on it," Jewell said as Don ran his hand up over one tit. "Stop that! Someone will see you!"

"Like that guy over there?"

Jewell looked around again at her lustful admirer. "Jesus, he's weird. He's almost drooling, for God's sake! The bastard, I'll show you what he's missing!"

"What ate you going to do?"

"You'll see!"

Jewell turned her chair so that her body faced the man across the room straight on. There was no tablecloth, so she knew he had a straight shot of her under the table. She parted her knees so he could see the inside of her thighs.

"He's drooling," Don said. "What are you doing?"

"Giving him a shot of my pussy. I didn't wear any panties." She opened her legs wider.

Albert's cock was hard. It ran down his leg halfway to his knee. The bitch, he thought, the little cunt bitch. She's teasing me!

He could see the blonde fur of her cunt. She ran her hand up under her skirt, along the soft skin of her thigh, closer and closer to that marvelous pussy.

The bitch, Albert groaned to himself, the dirty bitch!

But he couldn't take his eyes from her. Her legs fell completely open, so Albert could clearly see the raw flesh of her pussy lips.

Jewell kept a straight face. She looked straight at him as she rubbed two fingers up and down the wet slit of her cunt. Then she jammed two fingers deep into her pussy and snapped her legs shut.

Albert looked up into Jewell's face. He had that pleading look, the look she hated.

She stuck her tongue out at him.

"C'mon," Don said. "We'd better go before the guy cums in his pants. Besides, I think his wife is on to you."

They stood and moved across the dining room.

Viola leaned close to her husband's ear. "I guess she told you."

"Huh? What?"

"The blonde. That's known as being put down, Albert."

"Oh, Jesus, Viola!"

"Oh, Jesus, Viola," she mimicked. "God, you're a hypocrite, Albert. Why don't you admit it?"

"Admit what?"

"The fact that you'd like to stuff your prick into that little blonde. It's not so bad to want to fuck! Besides, if you screwed her, maybe I could screw her boy friend… he looks like he'd be good!"

Albert bolted to his feet, nearly knocking over the table. "You're disgusting, Viola, do you know that?"

"Yes, I know that, Albert. I also know you've got a hard-on."

Albert whirled and practically ran from the dining room.

Don and Jewell walked hand in hand toward the bow of the ship. It was quiet and deserted – almost eerie – as the moon passed behind a huge cloud.

They paused by the rail and Jewell turned to face him. "You know what?"

"What?" Don said, pulling her into his arms.

"Playing with my pussy in front of that jerk turned me on."

"So?"

"So fuck me!" She slipped his zipper down and yanked his cock from his pants.

"Right here?"

"Why not? I don't have any panties on. All we have to do is pull my dress up… like this." She bunched her dress up around her waist and, as her golden cunt came into view, Don's prick sprouted. "I spread and you squat a little… come up from under, and…"

"And we fuck standing up against the rail," Don smiled, moving in between her spread thighs.

"AS soon as I taste this just a little first," she giggled, bending over and kissing the head of his cock.

Jewell couldn't believe her good luck. No other man had ever made her feel the way he did. He was strong but gentle and cared how she felt and what she wanted. He responded to her every need and her every move.

She slid her mouth up and down his thick, mushroom-headed cock. She fucked it with short butterfly strokes, unleashing ripples of pleasure though his balls. Inching up his prick, she gently dug her teeth into his hot, fleshy stem. His balls contracted, drawing hito his body, leaving his sac empty and dry.

She continued sucking on his meat as she slipped her finger back down between his legs, probing for his anus. Finding it, she licked her finger, drenching it with her saliva, and slid it into his asshole, pushing against his tight muscles.

Following her lead, Don slithered his hand down and stuck his finger up her cunt, then shoved it into her wrinkled asshole. Jewell stiffened as he forced his way in up to his knuckle. She felt like her insides were coming out and she was coming at the same time.

"Owww, that's enough, baby. Keep that up and I'll white-wash your tonsils!"

Jewell stood and pulled him back between her thighs. "Fuck me then! Pour your juice up my pussy, darling!"

"Turn around and bend over!"

She whirled and, with her dress still high above her hips, bent over and grasped her ankles.

Don pulled him and mounted her from behind. Without using his hands to guide the way, he found her cunt and slipped his rigid prick all the way in. His pubic hair tickled her ass. Jewell panted as he pumped his meat into her cunt hole. Then he stood erect behind her, grabbing her hips and yanking her toward his cock.

She reached back between his legs and played with his nuts. Sweat poured down his face. He was like an animal, totally possessed by her luscious body. She timed the contractions of his balls with his thrusts and at the very moment she felt his cum break free, she squeezed him with everything she had.

The pressure sent shock waves rippling down to the mushroom head of his shaft. Even before he stopped coming, his cum had backed up for lack of room and dripped into her pussy hair, matting it against her ass.

Gently, Don slid his dick out of her cunt and slipped it back into his pants. Jewell rearranged her dress and within seconds they were again standing calmly at the rail looking out over the sea.

"You are a shameless creature, you know that?"

"I have a bad habit. I take what I want, when I want it," Jewell replied.

"I know," Don smiled down at her. "That's one of the best things about you."

"You know, I'm really beginning to like you."

"Why?"

"Oh, for one thing, you really know how to fuck me. For another, you're real easy going. I like that. Most men are so up-tight all the time, they don't know whether they're coming or going."

"Well, let inc give you a bit of advice. Don't take it too seriously."

"Darling, I don't take anything too seriously. Except this." Jewell squeezed his cock through his pants. "You should know that by now."

"It was fun, wasn't it?" he chuckled. "I've never fucked against the rail of a ship before."

"It would have been more fun if it had been like I said before."

"You mean sucking Ken Jones' cock at the same time?" Jewell nodded. "Want me to see if I can find him?"

"Great idea! Meet you in my cabin in ten minutes!"

Don moved away and Jewell again looked out at the blue water. She could feel Don's cam running down her legs and smiled. Pretty soon she'd have some in her belly at the same time.

Albert was going crazy. There she was, her dress up to her waist, her bare cunt sucking at his dick.