Ted Leonard: Wife made to suck

"Uh! Uhhh! Uhhhnnn!" she grunted like a fucking little animal. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened and her tits strained up into his mouth and her pussy churned hotly and wetly on his fucking cock.

Kelly thought the lights would go out in her head as the big man fucked her brains out. And yet that was just the beginning for her. Sam, in his growing lust, wanted to send her senses soaring, wanted to make her cum like crazy.

So he dug his toes into the carpet for leverage and rammed his huge, stiff cock into her wet pussy. His wet nuts crashed into her tensed ass. His shaft filled her fuck-channel. And his cockhead plunged into her hot young body. Her belly heaved on his prick.

"Oh!" Kelly cried when he first did that to her. Then as he drilled again and again, she squealed. "Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhh! I'm cumming! Ohhh, stop that! No, nooo, noooo! Ohhhh, don't fuck me like that! Don't, don't! Ohhh, my God, I'm cumming and cumming! Stop, stop! Ohhhh, I'm cummmmiiinnnggg!"

Her fingers curled and uncurled like her toes. Her wrists twisted against his powerful grip and her cunt twisted on his powerful cock. Cummy pleasure stormed through her hot, vibrating body on the bed, and Sam chuckled lewdly over her jutting tits as he fucked the life out of her cunt.

His toes dug in and his prick lunged into her pussy. Suddenly, he raised his face from her straining tits and threw his head back. He gritted his teeth and fucked every solid inch of his cock into her clenching, sucking young pussy and shot his load all at once.

He let out a terrible groan as he busted his nuts. Huge wads of thick cockcream torpedoed through his distended cockpipe and crashed into Kelly's humping cunt. For one crazy second she was afraid she had hurt him, he groaned so loud. But then it dawned on her that he was simply enjoying her pussy like the dirty man he was.

Sam emptied his nuts into her cunt, got his bearings again, and released her quivery, straining arms. He pushed himself up off her writhing young body and gazed at her a moment. Then he kissed her, gaping, panting mouth and whispered, "Take tomorrow off with pay." Then he was gone.

Kelly's head finally stopped spinning, and her eyes fluttered open. Reality set in and she gasped.

"My God! He's paying me? I'm a whore!" That was too harsh for her tender feelings, so she said, "No. I'm not. I'm his mistress!"

She staggered into the bathroom, and as she got rid of his jism, she wished she could get rid of him.

It's too late to tell Tom, she thought as she peed. And I can't tell the police. What am I going to do? He uses me as if I belong to him! She padded naked into the living-room and picked up her robe. At least it's not sex-soiled, she thought.

A knock on the door startled her. If that's again, she thought fiercely, I'll scream. She pulled her robe on and quickly belted it around her narrow waist.

She opened the door and looked into the face of a woman she knew.

"Mrs. Hartman."

"Hello, Kelly. May I come in?"

"Unh, yes, of course."

Kelly's blood rushed in her head, and she thought she'd faint. Why was Mrs. Hartman here? Not because of…

"Sit down, sit down," she said nervously. "Can I get you a cup of coffee?"

"Yes, thank you," the woman said. Over coffee, Jean Hartman made herself quite clear. "I'll get right to the point, Kelly. I know what's going on between you and my husband. No, you don't have to defend yourself. I know it's his fault."

"You do?"

"Oh, yes. I don't know all the details, but I know how Sam operates. He gets a girl in a compromising position, then takes advantage of her."

"That's exactly what he did!" Kelly exclaimed. "But… what are you doing here?"

"I'm jealous," Jean said.

Kelly's eyes went wide with innocence. "Oh, Mrs. Hartman, I swear! I'm not interested in your husband!"

Jean reached over and set her hand on Kelly's naked knee. "I'm not jealous of you, silly. I'm jealous of him."

Kelly frowned, puzzled. "I don't understand."

"How naive you are," Jean said, and slipped her cool hand up Kelly's hot thigh. "It's not only men who are attracted to a sexy young thing like you."

Kelly's mouth fell open. "Mrs. Hartman!" she gasped. Her thigh quivered. "Please take your hand off my leg. This is embarrassing!"

"I could make an awful lot of trouble for you," Jean said. "One word from me and Sam would fire you tomorrow. One phone call from me and your husband would know everything – how you laid my husband at the office."

"Open your legs," Jean said softly.

Kelly parted her knees and Jean admired her sweet young pussy. "No wonder Sam comes home so tired," she said, and stroked Kelly's cunt with two long fingers. Kelly's breath caught in her throat as the fingers teased her pussy. They were so gentle.

The lady's tongue was even gentler. So gentle, in fact, that it drove Kelly right out of her young mind. She had never had a female lick her cunt before. It was quite a remarkable experience for her. It was as if Mrs. Hartman loved her cunt.

Jean kissed Kelly's pussy at first, lips to lips, a gentle kiss that made Kelly shiver all over. Her eyes got glazed and her lips parted as she peered down with curiosity and growing passion as Jean's extended tongue ravished her wet pussy. Kelly moaned because the feelings in her cunt were so horny. Jean moaned because Kelly's young pussy was so juicy and sweet. She slurped her tongue into her young cunt and wiggled it round and round inside Kelly's twisty fuck-hole.

Kelly's head began spinning as Mrs. Hartman aroused, then tormented, then pleased her cunt. The woman sure knew how to eat pussy. When Kelly climaxed on her tongue, Jean sucked all the cum right out of her.

Jean licked and sucked Kelly's little clit until the poor girl went out of her mind with cummy pleasure. She came juicily for a long time, and Jean licked her pussy absolutely dry.

"Ohhhh, Mrs. Hartman," she breathed, trembling from head to foot, "I've never had anything like that."

"Come here," Jean said huskily. "Turn around here."

"Huh? Why?"

"Just turn around. That's it. Now bend over the back of the sofa. Go ahead. I'll show you something eke you've never had, you horny little bitch."

"Mrs. Hartman! How you talk! What… what are you doing?"

Jean had her draped over the back of the sofa. Kelly's hands touched the floor. Her bare feet hung off the sofa cushion. Her ripe young ass was uplifted, round and firm. Sean gave it a kiss, right in her asscrack. Kelly gasped.

Jean murmured hornily to herself, turned on by Kelly's sweet young ass, and she pried her ass-cheeks open with her thumbs. When she had exposed Kelly's brown assbud, she drilled her slender tongue into the girl's shitter.

"Oh!" Kelly squealed. "My God! Ewww, stop that! Mrs. Hartman! Ohhhh, you're as dirty as your husband!"

She was shocked at the woman as Jean sucked her asshole. After such a nice pussy-lick, this seemed terribly depraved. But, depraved or not, it drove Kelly wild. Jean's wicked tongue assaulted her shithole and her cunt-hole. She licked deep in both holes, back and forth from one to the other, until Kelly was a writhing mass of hot female flesh.

"Ohhh, stop! Stop!" she panted, wriggling and rocking hornily. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! I'm… I'm… Oh! I'm cummiiinnnggg!"

Her whole body rocked and twisted and squirmed as the horny lady turned her pussy and ass into molten lava. Frothy cunt-juice seeped out of her tight young pussy and Jean slurped it up like it was champagne.

When Jean finally stopped eating her, Kelly thought her cunt and asshole was on fire. Never in her life had anyone sucked both holes at one time like that. It was mind-boggling, to say the least.

She heard the door close and she collapsed onto the sofa, starry-eyed and with her legs wide. Her fingers traced nervous little lines all over her hot crotch. She shivered and shuddered for a long time.