Jeff Collins - The hottest wives

What he saw there – Don's huge pummeling cock disappearing, drawing part way out, disappearing again in the tiny, puckered opening of his wife's naked rectum – caused Ken's cock to jerk convulsively, wildly, almost as if he were about to come.

He stared at his wife's flailing head, her madly undulating buttocks jerking back against Don's driving prick, her full, firm tits dancing and jiggling below her chest as she writhed and twisted and bucked every which way under the attack.

And then realization set in, and with it, anger. My wife is fucking another man! She's getting fucked in the ass by another man!

Ken threw Jewell's body from him and jumped from the bed. He ran to the door and flipped on the light.

"Jesus Christ!"

"Yes, yes, look, Ken! LOOK!" Pam squealed at him. "Look at the big, beautiful cock that's fucking my asshole! I love it, Ken! I love it and I want a lot more of it!"

Ken stared in horror, the bile churning in his stomach. This couldn't be happening, not to his sweet, faithful little wife!

Pam's head was pressed against the bedspread, her eyes now tightly shut. Behind her, Don heaved forward like a rampaging bull, his eyes also squeezed tightly shut, his fingers clawing at the soft white moons of Ken's wife's buttocks.

In a choked, barely audible voice, the result of his ever-increasing shock, Ken said, "Pam, Pam, you can't do this! You can't want this!"

"I DO!" she barked, her eyes snapping open and blazing at him. "This is exactly what I want!"

"No, no," Ken cried.

"Yes, Ken, YES!"

Then, to his further horror, Ken saw Jewell cross to his wife. She slid under Pam's face and slowly pulled Pam's face down to her cunt.

"Eat me honey. That husband of yours is a drag!"

"Yes," Pam moaned. "Fuck me and let me suck. Give me your cunt!"

"Where are you going, Viola?"

"To the bar. Maybe I'll find someone else to screw. He won't have a dick like Don's, but then who does?"

"You bitch," Albert hissed.

"Bastard!"

"What for, asshole!" she sneered.

"Because I want to fuck you!"

"Shit." Viola crossed toward the door.

Albert grabbed her and threw her across the bed. He ripped her dress and her panties into shreds.

"My, my, aren't we getting masterful?"

Albert rammed his face into his wife's cunt and began to suck and lap like a man who hadn't seen a pussy in years. Viola screamed as he manipulated his face, tongue, lips and nose in her hot cunt.

It was true what her husband had said about her. She was always ready for sex. All that had to be made was the suggestion that someone might eat or fuck her and her cunt was dripping as though it had been played with for hours. Even after she would come and come and come, her pussy never really dried out. Viola knew that she was a nympho, but she was very happy that she was made that way. Now she was getting ready to come and she began to scream at Albert.

"Suck, baby! Suck! Use your tongue! I'm gonna come! Suck my cunt, eat my juice! Suck it all, you asshole!"

Come, come, you dirty bitch, Albert thought, and make it a good one! It's the last come you'll ever have!

Ken followed the crowd down the gangway. He didn't know really what he was going to do. He would take a plane home.

He wondered how his mother would react to the divorce. He was sure she would understand, especially when Ken told her how he had caught Pam fucking around.

Pam took her mouth off the man's cock and smiled up at him. "Aren't you awfully young to be a steward?"

"I'm twenty," the young man gulped.

"Do you like the way I suck cock?"

"Good. Then you'll come see me a lot on the return trip, won't you?"

"God, yes."

"Good. And there's another couple on board that I'm sure you'd love to meet," Pam said, and shocked the young man by taking the full length of his cock down her throat.

Don and Jewell strolled the deck until most of the other passengers were off. They were in no hurry. Don had already rented a place on the island and arranged for four young native boys and girls to meet them there later.

It was going to be one hell of a night.

They came across several groups of people in buzzing knots. Policemen were everywhere. Through the crowd they saw two stretchers.

"What's going on?" Jewell asked.

"How should I know?" Don said, showing no curiosity.

"Don't you want to find out?"

"As long as we're not sinking, I personally couldn't care less."

Jewell spotted a ship's steward and waved him over. "What's all the commotion about?"

"A murder… and a suicide," he replied. "A nice couple. I think their name was… yes, here it is… Marsh. Viola and Albert Marsh."

"No shit?" Don whistled though his teeth, but the steward had moved away.

"Was Viola a good fuck?" Jewell said.

"As good as me?"

"I never compare women, darling."

"What will we do after this cruise, Don?"

"Take another one," he replied.

"Oh, good! Let's go around the world, I'd love to fuck my way around the world!"

"That's my girl," Don laughed. "Take it where you can find it!"