Don Scott - Three hot wives

"Hey, what the fuck is this? Don't forget about me," John complained. Sara wasn't stroking on this cock any more and he didn't like playing second fiddle to anyone, certainly not to his best friend.

Sara ignored John's cock. Steve, who was clearly more sensitive than John, was the one Sara really wanted. She wanted to please him more than anything in the world.

"Go ahead, Sara. It's okay." Steve said quietly.

Sara kissed the tip of Steve's cock. The spongy texture of his prick surprised her and when she backed away, Sara saw the cleat imprint of her lips on the prick tip, where the lipstick had rubbed off.

"Come on, Sara, I've got a cock that needs your attention, too." There was a whining quality to John's voice now as his need to fuck his throbbing prick into the blonde's mouth grew greater by the second.

Sara continued to kiss the tip of Steve's cock. As the prick got harder and thicker, Sara's courage grew. Tentatively, she allowed the tip of her tongue to slither out between her lips. For the first time in her life she caught the faint taste of cock meat. The taste instantly thrilled her, making her pussy juice begin to flow, lubricating her wanton, empty pussy.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Sara moaned. She remembered how the secretary had moaned when she sucked on Mike's cock, and Sara was mildly surprised to find that moaning was a natural response.

"Take my cock into your mouth," Steve instructed. He put his hands on his hips, trying to act nonchalant as Sara planted a series of light, smacking kisses on his cock head.

Opening her mouth wide and tilting her head back, Sara stuck her tongue out. She licked at the clefted underside of Steve's cock-knob, enjoying the salty, manly essence of his prick.

"That's it," Steve sighed, "lick my cock. Get it nice and wet with your mouth, then suck it."

Sara opened her eyes, turning them lovingly up to Steve's face. At that instant, Sara loved Steve more than she ever loved her husband. She tongued down the rubbery underside of Steve's prick until she reached her fists.

John couldn't wait any longer for Sara to get around to sucking his prick. Grabbing his hard-on, he began stroking his cock, puffing the loose, soft skin sheathing the hard meat inside back and forth. Taking a step forward, John touched his prick tip to Sara's shoulder, wiping off the pearly drop of pre-cum that had fanned at the piss slit onto her robe.

"I can't believe I'm going to do this," Sara sighed, pulling her face away from Steve's cock briefly. "Okay, John, I won't forget about you. You've just got to give me some time to adjust. I've never done this before and I might not be very good at it."

"You're trying to tell me you've never sucked cock before?" John asked incredulously.

Sara quickly decided that it would be best not to let the men know of her inexperience.

She'd just have to bluff her way through the blow-jobs using instinct to guide her along the way.

"No, of course not," Sara said. "I didn't mean that at all. It's just that I've never sucked two cocks at once before. It's not an easy thing to do, you know."

John chuckled and Sara grabbed their cocks. She stroked both pricks at the same time, holding the prick tips close together. She kissed the knob of John's cock, finding the taste slightly sharper than Steve's. Lashing at the crown of the cock meat with her tongue, Sara tasted pre-cum for the first time. The taste was pungent and salty, not unlike what she expected.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" she moaned. Turning to John, she sucked his massive, throbbing prick tip into her hot mouth. Her ripe, pink lips ovaled around his cock shaft as her tongue moved slowly along the underside of his prick.

She had done it. Finally, Sara had a cock in her mouth. She kept her eyes open, looking at how the root of John's prick stretched the opening of his pants out. Jerking on Steve's huge cock, Sara brought it closer to her face until his prick-knob was against her cheek.

"She's really beautiful, isn't she?" Steve said, putting his hand on John's shoulder for support. His knees trembled slightly with excitement as he watched the gorgeous blonde sucking his friend's prick.

Sara twisted her face around the delicious knob of John's cock, then released it from her mouth with a popping sound. She kissed the drooling prick tip, licking a drop of pre-cum off.

"Mmmmmmm!" Sara moaned, savoring the salty taste. "Now it's your turn."

She swallowed as much of Steve's cock into her mouth as she could, taking his fucker deeper than she had taken John's cock. With the spongy prick tip wedged firmly against the back of her mouth, Sara twisted and rotated her face on the meaty column of cock meat. Her lips moved in a chewing motion, kneading the tingling flesh firmly but softly while her tongue blazed over every sensitive spot on his cock.

But, even though she had the cock in her mouth until it threatened to fuck down her throat, there was still much more of Steve's cock to be sucked. Sara pulled back, dragging her sensual lips along the slick surface of Steve's cock shaft until her lips were caressing the ridge of his cock head.

"Mmmmmmmffft!" she purred, bobbing her head slowly to take the rim of his prick tip back and forth between her hot, cock-hungry lips. She made a promise to herself to one day be able to take all of Steve's cock into her mouth, to deep-throat his big fucker until his balls leaped between his legs and pumped gobs of salty, creamy cum into her stomach.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh! Suck me, Sara," Steve whispered softly, watching the blonde fucking her face on his throbbing cock-pole. When she pulled back, he saw the fullness of her tits as they billowed out from the top of her corset. The milky mounds of tit flesh were squeezed together and upward, the cleavage tight and pleasing to the eye.

Working both hands, Sara sucked on Steve's cock a while longer before returning her attention to John. She took his cock-rod into her hot, sucking mouth until the cock-head was almost going down her throat. Then, to her surprise, John hooked his hand behind her head and pulled her face toward him as he lunged at her with his meaty lance of cock-meat.

"Ummg!" Sara squealed, her mouth crammed with cock-meat and her jaws beginning to ache from being spread so wide for so long.

Sara felt the big cock-head slam against the back of her mouth, then fuck down her throat. Sara's beautiful brown eyes were wide with fear and pain as she stabbed her long fingernails into John's thighs.

"Ouch! You damn bitch! What the hell did you do that for?" John snapped.

Sara rubbed her throat. Her eyes were watery. Her throat felt sore.

"Why the hell did you try to kill me with your cock?" She looked up at Steve and saw the concern in his eyes. It pleased her. "I like your cock much better."

Steve caressed Sara's cheek with his fingertips. Turning to his friend he said: "Listen, John, why don't you get changed and I'll be with you in just a little while. The mood just isn't quite right between you and Sara."

"Ah, why the fuck not?" John hissed angrily. He picked up his bag. "Where did you say the locker room was?"

"Around the corner," Sara answered. When she was alone in the room with Steve she grabbed his cock again. "Now I'm going to give you a blow-job." Blow-job! She had finally said it boldly and confidently. "I'm going to wrap my lips around your cock and suck you until you cum."

Steve bent down and squeezed Sara's firm, milky white tit through her corset. The tit flesh was warm in his hand, completely filling his palm.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Sara sighed as she felt the hot tingles of desire coming from her nipple. She was getting more hot and horny by the second. A man she hardly knew was tenderly caressing her ripe, ready body.

"Let me eat you out while you suck me," Steve said as he pushed the corset down slightly, causing Sara's big tit to tumble out. The nipples were long and pointed, erect from the excitement she felt. "We'll sixty-nine ourselves into absolute ecstasy!"