Ted Leonard - Wife made to suck

Then he had her suck his prick until it was big and he fucked her brains out until the wee hours of the morning. It was after three when Kelly's smoldering eyes saw the clock through her sex haze.

"Oh, my God!" she cried. "Tom gets home about four!"

Sam got up and dressed. He left Kelly writhing on her rumpled bed. He paused at the door.

"Why don't you take tomorrow off?" He grinned and added, "With pay."

Kelly was at first touched by the gesture. The thought of a day off in the middle of the week with pay delighted her. She almost had a kind thought about her boss. After all, it was the least he could do after all he had done to her.

She rolled over on the bed and hugged Tom's pillow. Her ordeal was over. Now she could relax. Now things would be normal again. Now she could make love to Tom again. Sweet, guide, loving Tom, with his sweet, gentle, loving prick. She heaved a big sigh of relief, and dozed off.

She slept like a baby and never heard Tom come in, never felt him crawl into bed with her. She awoke about noon, fresh as a daisy and happy as a lark to have the day off. She relaxed with women's magazines and TV, just lounging around and luxuriating. She felt great.

She got Tom off to work, on time and prepared to spend a night as relaxing as her day was. When someone knocked on the door about fifteen minutes later, she pranced to it. But then she was shocked out of her young mind to see Sam Hartman standing there.

"Mr. Hartman!" she gasped. "What are you doing here?"

Sam just smiled and said, "Did you have a nice day?"

Kelly felt naked under his lewd gaze. Not having expected him, she was in her undersized robe.

"Go away!" she cried, and her naked tits rose up in the wide V of her robe. "You said just a few days! It's over! No more!"

"Now, don't be like that," Sam chided, like a father chiding a naughty daughter.

Kelly saw some neighbors coming out of their house across the street, and she panicked. What if they saw her half-naked with a strange man at her door?

She grabbed Sam by the wrist and pulling him inside and shut the door. Breathless, she moved to the window and peeked through the curtains. The neighbors apparently hadn't seen anything. She sighed.

Sam moved up behind her and his crotch pressed against her firm, round ass, as his hands slipped around her middle. His left hand came up to her tits. His right dipped into her robe between her young thighs. His cock got hard.

"You smell sexy," he breathed into her cute little ear.

"Mr. Hartman!" she gasped. "Let me get…"

His left hand smothered a jutting tit and massaged her pink nipple. His right hand rubbed her pussy and a big finger slipped into her wet cunt-hole.

"No! No!" she wailed. "Stop! You can't do this to me!"

She kicked at his shins with her bare feet, and twisted her ass away from his disturbing cock. Panting for breath, she tore away from him and ran. Sam laughed and took after her. She raced around the sofa. Sam followed. When he stopped, she stopped to catch her breath. Her blue eyes flared at him.

"If you touch me now, it's rape!" she declared.

Sam laughed. "Great," he said. "The police love girls like you. I fucked him for a couple of days, then he raped me."

Put that way, Kelly felt defeated. Now she couldn't even scream if she wanted to. Not that she would. What would the neighbors think? And Sam gave her something else to think about.

"How would you explain all that to your hubby?"

Kelly's heart sank behind her heaving young tits. Her shoulders sagged. Her eyes saddened. Her lower lip quivered. Then she sobbed.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she whimpered. "I was nice to you. You got more than my own husband. Please don't look at me like that. I don't want you to want me that way. Please, Mr. Hartman, leave me alone!"

Sam grinned and started after her again. Kelly squealed and dashed away. She darted around the sofa with Sam hot on her heels. He grabbed her flying robe and Kelly screeched. To get away, she had to slip out of the robe.

Sam dropped it and ran after her. She whirled around in the doorway of the bedroom. A hand covered her young pussy. An arm crossed over her ripe, thrusting tits.

"Mr. Hartman!" she cried. "Stop!"

Sam advanced slowly. Kelly retreated into her bedroom. Her blue eyes were wide on Sam's obvious hard-on as she stepped beck. His eyes were hot on her lithe young body as he stepped forward.

The backs of her legs touched the edge of the bed, and she caught her breath.

"Mr. Hartman… please… don't."

He grinned and reached for her tits. Kelly jerked back and fell across the bed. Sam unzipped his pants and produced his enormous, wet cock. Kelly shivered and sniffled like a hurt child.

Sam slipped out of his jacket and loosened his tie, then gripped his prick in his fist. He stepped between Kelly's trembling knees and leaned over her on one hand. His wet cock flamed her wet pussy.

"Ohhhh, nooooo!" she moaned. But her cunt, weak and helpless, opened like a hot little mouth for his big fucker.

His thick cock wedged into her pussy and stretched her fuck-channel wide as it slid inward. Kelly whimpered when she felt the way his enormous prick filled her cunt. It didn't seem right somehow, and she sniffled again as his prick inched into her cunt. She was certain that a fifty-year-old cock this size didn't belong in a nineteen-year-old pussy like hers.

Convinced of that, she rasped, "I hate you!" Sam chuckled and got every inch of his cock into the tight wetness of her pretty pussy. His pubic hair mixed with hers. His hot nuts tickled her asscheeks. His cockhead was lodged in her belly. She sobbed.

Sam grinned obscenely, aroused by her weak protest and state of surrender to his prick. He grasped her slim wrists and pinned them to the bed over her head so that her proud young tits strained up at him.

Holding her prisoner, he ducked his head down and sucked the hell out of her jutting tits as he fucked her silly. Her tits trembled and her nipples spiked in his mouth as her juicy young cunt twisted in protest against his drilling cock.

But it took only a few strokes of his long, rigid fuck-pole to change her twist of protest into hot little spasms of increasing horniness. Her pussy couldn't resist a big cock like his. It was devastating.

"Oh, ohhh, ohhhh," she suddenly moaned and whimpered a little as her whole body quivered.

Sam chuckled with pleasure, loving the feel of her tight, wet cunt, but also loving the way he could make her succumb to her own passion. She was fun to fuck.

Kelly panted for breath as his prick ravished her pussy, and she fought down the rising waves of lust she felt welling up inside her body. She wanted so much to repel his big cock, but her pussy wouldn't let her. It started screwing on his cock.

Sam sensed her dilemma and helped her let go. Keeping her urns pinned to the bed, he reared back with his hips and drilled all of his cock into her squishy young cunt. It plunged so forcefully into her that her whole body jerked on the bed, and she let out a long moan.

Her senses reeled as Sam fucked faster in and out of her pussy. She saw stars. Her cute little ass writhed. Her cunt twisted, faster with his strokes. Her breath quickened and came out in short little gasps. Sam fucked her even faster.

He sucked and chewed her delightful tits as he plunged and drilled all of his cock into her cunt. His pelvic bone banged hers. His balls slapped her hot ass. His cockhead ripped into her belly again and again, until Kelly was gasping for breath.

"Oh, no!" she suddenly shrieked. "I'm cumming!"

She could no longer hold off the waves of orgasmic pleasure. They overwhelmed, her, engulfed her, drowned her ma sea of emotions that left her fucking hornily on Sam's raping prick.