Don Scott: Three hot wives

Sara's head and shoulders moved to and fro. As she gave Tim her most succulent blow job, she couldn't help but think of how small his cock was in comparison to Steve's enormous fucker.

"Mmmmmmmm!" she moaned lustily when a salty drop of pre-cum oozed out of the cock-head onto her frisking tongue.

Grabbing his cock by the base, Sara twisted her hand around the prick-meat, jerking on the loose skin that sheathed the inner core of lust hardened muscle.

When Tim finally found the courage to open his eyes, the vision of loveliness he saw sucking on his prick was too gorgeous to be real. Sara's red lips traveled back and forth, gliding wetly along the entire length of his prick. When her pert nose pressed into his curly cock hair, Tim's body shuddered. Nobody had ever deep throated his cock before. When she pulled back, he saw the swollen, glorious fullness of her tits as they bulged and strained to squeeze out of the low-cut, black V-neck.

"Ahhhhh! Goddamn it, Sara, that's good!" Tim hissed. He put his hands on her silky hair and pumped his hips slowly, fucking his prick down her clutching throat.

When Tim started to move of his own accord, Sara knew she had him. Not just for the moment, but whenever she wanted him. If she was certain of anything in the world, she was certain of that.

With her mouth salivating heavily and bubbles of spit forming at the corners of her lips, Sara gulped greedily on her brother-in-law's cock. Her tongue blazed hotly over the turgid column of manly muscle, flicking and scraping every inch of the cock-meat. Swallowing his prick down her throat, Sara felt Tim's balls again her chin.

"Mmmmnmffft!" she slurped, her cheeks hollowed to conform to the girth of his prick.

Sara was deep-throating Tim's cock when the door opened.

She didn't even bother turning around because she didn't care who it was. Tim, on the other hand, was struggling to back away from her and get his cock out of her mouth.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

Sara recognized the voice. It was Pat, her other brother-in-law. That didn't bother the hotly sucking blonde. She would just fuck him too!

"Pat, it's not like it looks!" Tim hissed, still trying to get Sara's hot mouth off his prick.

"The hell it's not!" Pat replied quickly. He stepped completely into the office and closed the door. His cock was already growing in his slack.

Finally letting Tim's prick slip from between her lips, Sara got slowly to her feet. She licked her ups, still tasting Tim's pungent cock, and turned to face Pat.

"Listen, I'm horny and my darling husband is busy fucking his secretary. There's no use in denying that," she said, calmly, removing things off of Tim's desk. "Now, when a woman is in my condition, she simply needs some sex. You two can fill the bill, if you want, or someone else can. However, I do think that this sort of thing is best kept in the family."

"Couldn't have said it better myself," Pat chuckled as he advanced toward Sara, unbuckling his belt as he walked.

Sara was the one in charge, the one who wrote the rules. She unzipped her dress and let it fall around her ankles. After getting rid of her bra and panties, she stood facing the desk, hands on the edge for support, and started sucking on Pat's cock as he sat an the hard, wooden surface. Behind her, Tim, whose prick was already throbbing with desire, guided the head of his fuck-stick to her hot, juicy crease.

"If Mike catches us, he'll kill us," Tim said to no one in particular as he fucked half of his prick into the blonde's tight pussy.

Sara teetered on her high-heeled shoes. She was being pushed to and fro, knocked forward whenever Tim's body connected with her luscious ass. When this happened, Sara was forced forward and she would deep-throat Pat's plump, rigid cock.

"Mmmmmmm!" the blonde moaned soulfully, chomping on Pat's prick. She shook her ass as the fiery bolts of wanton passion ripped through her veins. Each time Tim fucked his prick into her cunt, Sara's throbbing, drooling clit got just a little more excited, a little hotter.

Sara's golden, creamy tits swung beneath her, hanging down and flopping around crazily. The nipples capped deep-brown areolas. She wished Tim could grab her giant tits and fondle them while he fucked her, but she wasn't inclined to take Pat's cock out of her mouth long enough to tell him so. Instead, she pistoned her face over the cock with greater urgency, her knuckles turning white as she held onto the desk for support against the onslaught of turgid cock-meat.

"Ohhhhhhh, I'm going to blow!" Tim hissed, fucking his prick into Sara's juicy cunt faster. His balls slapped against her tensed thighs, the cum inside his balls bubbling hotly.

A tremor of passion zipped through Sara upon hearing Tim's hushed, urgent wants. She would have her brother-in-law's cum warming her belly, filling her pussy. The thought was enough to make her tremble with a kind of desire that she had never known before.

"Arrrrrgggghhhh! Oh! Fuck! Damn it all, I'm cumming!" Tim hissed through gritted teeth.

He slammed into Sara's ass, fucking her cunt roughly with his prick. When his balls slapped against her thighs and every throbbing inch of his cock was being massaged by the firm, clutching walls of Sara's pussy, the jets of spunk started erupting.

Sara sucked harder on Pat's prick when she felt cum jetting like a fountain in her feverish pussy. She deep-throated his cum gushing cock, ovaling her kneading lips around the root of his prick.

Holding Pat's cock down her throat, Sara used her inner muscles to milk the cock. Even before Tim ha finished his eruptions of fuck cream into her pussy, Pat began gushing his salty load of jism down her throat.

"Suck meeee!" Pat hissed, putting his hand on the back of Sara's head to hold her face tightly against his crotch. His prick was leaping in her throat, dancing with force as stream after stream of his thick, gummy cum spewed down her throat. He could feel her throat muscles working on his prick as she swallowed.

The need for air finally forced Sara to pull her face away from Pat and uncork his shrinking, satisfied prick from her throat. She squeezed the meaty tube of cock flesh firmly with her lips as she backed away, sucking up blobs of cum that clung to the stem and cock-head.

"Ohhhhh! You guys really know how to give a girl what she needs," Sara purred. She turned around, pulling Tim's cock out of her cunt. She knelt at his feet and sucked his cock clean. "Now, if you gentlemen will excuse me, I've got to see my husband. He will be done fucking his secretary by now, won't he?"

Pat regained his composure first. He nodded his head weakly, still too tired to get off the desk. His cock was glistening with a thin film of Sara's spit.

As Sara stepped into her panties and tucked her tits back into the tight-fitting bra, she couldn't keep from smiling. Pulling the dress up, she waved a pleasant good-bye to her brothers-in-law and walked out of the office.

Things had changed for the hot-blooded, horny blonde. Being thirty-two didn't bother her any more. And the fact that her husband was fucking his secretary gave her license to fuck any man she desired.

All in all, Sara couldn't have been happier about the arrangement.