Don Scott: Three hot wives

Bernice had chosen to wear a frilly lace dress that she had bought in a specialty shop downtown, specifically for the grand opening of The Spa. The material was transparent except where additional lace covered her tits and cunt. Her thigh-high white nylons and high-heeled shoes completed the sexy, alluring outfit.

"Dressed like that?" John asked, cocking an eyebrow. He liked the way Bernice's huge tits pushed her dress out. The swollen mounds of tit flesh could be seen almost to the nipple through her dress.

"Why not? I don't believe in false advertising."

Bernice shook her head and her brown, slightly wavy hair swirled. Her lips were glistening red and she licked her wide mouth, knowing that it was one of her more appealing features. Like Sara, Bernice had an exquisite figure measuring a mouth-watering 37-24-36 – and she was going to really learn how to use it to attract men.

"I'll say not." John rubbed his prick through his shorts, moving closer to Bernice. "How about using that mouth to some better purpose?"

Although Bernice looked calm and sure of herself on the outside, she was really scared to death at the thought of taking a cock into her mouth. But John was walking toward her, rubbing his crotch, and she knew he wanted her wide, sensual mouth on his cock.

"What's your name?" Bernice asked as he stepped up.

"John. Now suck my cock," he said as he kicked off his gym shorts.

Bernice uncrossed her knees and spread them wide so John could stand even closer. His prick sprang out not yet fully hard. Bernice's breath caught in her throat as she looked at the long, twitching piece of cock-meat that swung slowly from John's crotch.

"Okay, anything you say, John."

Putting her hands on her thighs, Bernice leaned forward and scooped John's prick-tip into her mouth with her tongue. She applied a firm vacuum and swallowed the entire length of prickmeat into her warm, wet mouth.

"Mmmmmm!" she purred, swirling her tongue around his prick. The cock tasted strange to Bernice, and she wasn't at all displeased with the new sensation of having a prick in her mouth.

She instinctively bobbed her head slowly and was amazed at how quickly John's cock had swollen to full length. Within seconds, she could no longer take all of his hard cock into her mouth.

"Yeah, suck that cock nice and hard, bitch," John hissed. He cupped his hands behind Bernice's head. John started pumping his hips, fucking his pulsating prick deep into her hot, juicy mouth.

Bernice moaned, then groaned, when John reamed her mouth too deeply with his prick. She felt the cock-head wedge against her throat, then begin to go farther still.

"Keep sucking, damn you!" John hissed angrily when she squirmed on the bench. He watched her red, moist lips working on his fucker, chewing and kneading the hard cock flesh until it literally throbbed with excitement in her mouth.

Bernice felt uncomfortable at first. John was so forceful he didn't give her time to relax. But it didn't take long for her to get accustomed to having a big cock fucking her succulent lips. She clasped his prick with her lips while lashing at the driving, plunging cock-head with her tongue. When pre-cum trickled out, she swooned and twisted her face around the cock.

"Mmmmmmm!" Bernice moaned as John fucked her face harder and faster, driving his fucker into her mouth until his prick-tip jammed the opening of her throat.

"Okay, enough of this blow-job shit," John said, uncorking his meaty prick from her mouth. "Let's fuck, cock-sucker. I'm going to show you how a real man fucks!"

Bernice's pussy was already moist, almost dripping with girl-cum. She had been curious as to what it would be like to give a blow-job for quite some time, and now that she had actually done it, she was hornier than ever.

"Fuck me, please! Fuck me hard!" Bernice begged. The words thrilled her. She had wanted to say them for years, but her husband always scolded her when she got too forward.

Bernice spun on the small bench and lay down. Her legs were spread wide, dangling over the end with her feet on the floor. She watched John's cock glistening. Bernice thought it was sexy that his prick was wet from the cock-sucking.

"You're really going to get fucked now," John said as he reached down and grabbed Bernice's firm, warm tit, squeezing it through her sexy dress.

"Ohhhhh! Give it to me hard!" Bernice whimpered, fingering her throbbing, rigid clit as John looked down at her. A shiver went up her spine as she looked at his big wet prick.

John grabbed Bernice's dress and pushed it above her tits, bunching the material near her neck. He wasn't surprised to see that she wore neither bra nor panties.

Bernice's cunt bush was dark brown, trimmed to a perfect triangle. The pink, moist pussy gash showed in the middle, and John could actually see her erect clit throbbing at the top of her cunt.

"Take this, cock-sucker," he hissed, bending his knees to get at just the right angle. He brought the glossy head of his prick to Bernice's hungry pussy and shoved.

"Uh! Goddamn it, you're big!" Bernice gasped as John fucked half of his cock-rod into her pussy. "Fuck me, John! Fuck me hard and give me everything you've got!"

As John pulled his wick almost completely out of Bernice's moist, clasping pussy, he settled to his knees to get more comfortable. Then, pulling Bernice down the small table so that her ass was on the edge and her cunt was open and exposed, he plowed into her cunt again. This time his cock fucked to the balls in her cunt.

"Ohhhhhhh! You're filling me up with your cock! Sweet John, you're so fucking big!"

Bernice gasped. She closed her eyes, rolling her head from side to side on the padded bench. Never before had her cunt been crammed so full with a man's hard, driving pole of cock-meat.

John's ego soared as he watched Bernice's expression change to absolute ecstasy. He pistoned his hips, fucking his prick deep into her cunt. His prick rubbed against her fiery clit with each movement, sending the sparks of ecstasy jolting through every nerve in her body. John watched as Bernice's big, rosy nippled tits sloshed about crazily on her chest as she was tossed back and forth by his rampant fucking.

"Take this, cock-suck it," he said, pumping his cock into her clasping fuck-hole from different angles with each fuck-thrust.

Bernice's mind was spinning. Her mouth was open as she gulped in fresh air. Her tits wiggled and jiggled on her rib cage, the nipples long and tingling with excitement. Getting fucked by a strange man was something Bernice had been thinking about ever since she caught her husband fucking around in his conference room. And now she was surprised to find that the actual fucking was even better than the anticipation.

With her arms dangling limply over the sides of the narrow bench, Bernice gave herself totally to John. She was willing then and there to do anything he asked of her. Even though the thought of getting his big, heavily veined prick shoved up her ass sent shivers up her spine, she was willing to do it.

"You're so hard!" Bernice whispered after a moment. She could hear John's cock fucking into her wet pussy and the slurping sounds excited her even more. There was something deliciously erotic about the sound of a big, throbbing prick fucking into her wet pussy that added a certain special something to the fierce fucking.

"Fuck me, John! Ohhhhhh! You're fucking me so goddamn good!"

"Didn't I tell you I would, cock-sucker?"

John had his hands on the bench, holding it tightly so he wouldn't lose his balance. Bernice, needing to feel hands rubbing and pulling her nipples, decided that she had better do it herself. Reaching the twin mounds of firm, milky tilt flesh, she rolled the nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.

"Ahhhhhh! So good! So fucking good!" Bernice chanted as the fire in her pussy burned brighter. The rampaging cock was rubbing against her slick, throbbing clit, sending hot tingles all through her ripe, sensual body.