John Friday - Raped wild wife

"Well, what the hell? Why not, if that's what you both want." He turned and scooped young Tanya into his arms so suddenly that she squealed with excitement.

He laid her down softly on the satin cover of Samantha's large bed. She gasped, rolled her head and tossed long waves of fiery hair from one edge of the bed to the other.

Samantha felt a twinge and thought that she should let her hair grow long. Grant seemed to like that. She'd seen his wife, and now she saw how he was gazing at Tanya's long, silky tresses. "I'll help you undress her," she said to fight back the pangs of jealousy.

Grant started with her blouse, opening the buttons one by one, spreading the V wide until he could see the crimson splashes of color topping her creamy, sharply-coned tits.

Sam loosened Tanya's skirt and helped her wiggle out of it, pulling down her panties at the same time. That let Grant feast his eyes on the dome of her pussy mound. Her thatch of pussy hair looked like a raging brush fire.

Tanya slid out of her blouse, so excited now that she found it hard to breathe. Grant's huge cock had swollen hard, and looking up from the bed, she could see it bulging and straining inside his pants.

Tanya reached for his prick, but Samantha nudged her back. "You just lie there and finger that luscious little pussy of yours. I'll undress Grant for you."

He gave a long sigh. "If I'd stopped that slug with my head tonight and ended up in heaven, it couldn't be much better than this!"

"And if you'd gone to hell, it couldn't be any hotter," Sam laughed. He had already taken his jacket, the empty shoulder holster and his shirt off. Her hands slid down his bare chest and pulled open his fly.

Grant's heart beat harder and faster than when that bullet whizzed by his ear, but the sensation now was pure delight, and he knew it was going to last a long time. Samantha would never be content just to watch.

"Look at that big fucker," Sam said as she lifted his cock free. "Imagine how it'll feel in your cunt, Tanya."

"Let me hold his cock!" The girl cried, reaching anxiously with both hands.

Grant positioned himself astride her on the bed, close enough to her chest so that she could reach and stroke his hard-on with ease. She fingered his long cock shaft timidly at first, shuddering when she thought how his throbbing prick would feel when he worked it into her cunt.

He bent down, grinning contentedly. Since Samantha said she wanted to watch, he decided to give her a real show. He'd take his own sweet time fucking the fiery young redhead and get her hotter than she was now. A lot hotter!

Grant kissed her bulging nipple and slid down into the soft valley between her jutting tits. He inched slowly up the other side of her tit-flesh and kissed again, flicking his tongue this time.

"Aaahhh," Tanya cooed. "Uuunngh!" He spread his lips and sucked in half of one tender tit, stroking it with his tongue the same way she fingered his cock, softly, almost reverently. Her grasp tightened on his cock shaft. "Oooh, that feels so good. I love to have my tits sucked!" Her tits were barely large enough to push together, but Grant managed to get both nipples in his mouth at once. His tongue darted swiftly back and forth until the two of them swelled and tingled so sharply that the girl had to cry out.

He sucked in all of one tit, then, and lashed her aching nipple until he could feel her thudding heartbeat in its tip.

"Oooh, God!" He'd straddled her with her legs together. She now ached to get them apart, but his size and strength kept her tapered thighs pressed tightly against each other.

He inched downward, dragging his tongue, licking the soft rise of her belly. "Oooh, Jeeezzzus! Grant! Hhhaaagh, don't tease. I'm too hot for that. Give me your cock. Let me spread my legs so you can stick that big fucker into me."

Grant seemed not to hear a word she said. His tongue swept around the rim of her belly button and then delved into its rumpled little pit.

Tanya gave a fierce grunt. "Fuck me, damn you! That's not a pussy. That's not the hole that itches far your cock!"

Her pussy mound kept writhing and jerking, thrusting itself up at him. He backed his legs nearer to her feet, still keeping her legs tightly clamped with his. He raked the cleft of his chin through her pad of red pussy hair and smiled wickedly when he saw how that made her jump.

"Aaaggohhh!" Tanya arched, swaying, barely able to lift her ass off the bed when he pressed down on her, digging with his tongue.

Samantha snapped out of her lusty daze long enough to push a pillow beneath Tanya's shapely little ass. She knew Grant could fuck the girl better with her back arched, but Tanya could never hold that position without help once he really started to drive his cock in.

He kept her legs locked together with his and pried between them with his tongue, burrowing into her cramped and squirming little cunt slit.

"Gluuuhhhh!" she cried. "Let me get my legs apart. Let me spread them wide and open my cunt for you."

"I like it better this way. It keeps your pussy tight and squeezes all the tasty juices out."

"You bastard! Ooooh, shit! I want your prick in me, and I could never hold your cock like this!"

"Yeah, you can." But Grant knew he would not be able to restrain her thrashing once he got absorbed in fucking her cunt. "Cuff her ankles together," he told Sam. "My handcuffs are in a pouch on my belt."

Samantha obeyed without thinking or wondering why. After all, it was Grant she wanted most to please. The jaws of his hand cuffs fit around Tanya's slender ankles with ease. She clicked one cold metal jaw then the other, banding the girl's legs together with three short links of chain.

"Ooooh, Samantha… shit, why did you do that? He'll kill me with his fucking cock if I don't get my legs apart and open my pussy wide!"

The silvery blonde was too excited to answer. This fuck was going to be better than she thought. It already had her pussy dripping wet. She began stripping off her clothes so that she'd be ready when her turn came. Meanwhile, she whipped a finger into her cunt and tried to match the hungry swirling of Grant's tongue.

Hot blood engorged Grant's cock and made it pulse with an urgent beat. "Your little cunt should be ready for fucking by now," he said, lifting his head and licking his lips. He loved the sweet, fresh taste of her young pussy, but his giant cock could not stand idle long enough for him to wolf down more of her tangy fuck oils.

Tanya gulped when she saw how his prick had grown while he ate her cunt. "Oooah, God – your cock's bigger than before! So much bigger!"

"And hotter too. Look at the way that fucker throbs!" He stroked his cock between her legs and whipped her bulging clit with his padded cock-knob.

"Huuungh!" Tanya wrenched and strained to get her legs apart. She felt the cold scrape of stainless steel and heard the short chain rattle.

Grant began pushing into her then, working his thick cock head from side to side enough to enlarge her pussy for entry. "Huuungh, shit… no, please. Oooh, Grant!"

Though she continued to babble words of protests her back arched off the pillow so her pussy could swallow more prick shaft. His big hot prick felt even bigger as it sank into her tight fuck hole.

Samantha held her breath while watching Grant's cock slide in. He pushed his prick in slowly, giving Tanya's writhing pussy time to adjust itself to a real man's cock. The girl pumped and squirmed and kept crying: "No… no… NO!"

"It must be like putting your cock through a wringer," Sam gasped.

"Yeah. But there's nothing better than a tight young cunt unless it's one as hot and wild as yours. You better get ready, Sam. You're next!"

"I know… I know!" That's part of what made watching the two of them so exciting – the certain knowledge that soon the same thing would be happening to her. Or maybe something even better!