Don Scott - Three hot wives

"Ohhhhhh! That's good! Real good!" Bill sighed as he pulled up so that just his cock-head was still splitting Sara's luscious pink lips. "Suck it clean! Ohhhhhhh!"

Sara curled her tongue around the crown of Bill's cock, sucking one last thick drop of cum out of his piss slit. She savored the taste and texture of his jism. The drop was thick, almost gummy, and the blonde was positively crazy about it.

When Chuck and Bill finally pulled their cocks out of Sara, she rolled onto her side and looked at them. Her big tits, still out of her corset's bodice, were flopped one on top of the other.

"Gentlemen, you're nothing less than wonderful," she said, her voice a sultry and satisfied purr. "You really know how to give a lady what she needs."

When Abigail felt the strong, warm hand on the back of her thigh, she knew right away that her time was up, that she had run out of luck and places to hide.

"Say there, pretty girl, where have you been hiding yourself?" Tony asked, kneeling beside Abigail. He scanned her lovely, svelte body and felt his prick begin to swell in his pants.

"I haven't been hiding anywhere," Abigail said softly, her tone slightly uneven from tension. "You just must not have found me."

"I guess not."

Tony's hand slid up Abigail's thigh slowly, his fingertips caressing her smooth, satiny skin. Abigail's tight, firm ass was encased in the bottom half of her bikini, and the cloth barely covered the crack of her ass.

"Please don't do that," Abigail said softly as Tony's fingers moved high on her thigh, now almost touching her thinly concealed pussy. "This isn't the right place for it. And besides, I'm not feeling very well right now."

Tony knew it was a lie, but he didn't know why Abigail was lying to him. He suspected that she was some kind of a snob who just didn't like him. As his anger rose, so did his cock, which was now straining against the front of his pants.

His hand was almost at Abigail's cunt and she closed her thighs, trapping his hand. Abigail didn't know what to do. She was lying on her stomach with her head cradled in her arms. She had been sleeping, but now she was wide awake and nervous.

It was all very simple to Abigail. She knew what she had to do. Simply tell this man that, unlike her sisters-in-law, she was not the type to sleep around on her husband – even though she was still incredibly angry with him for fucking his secretary – so if he was looking for action, he would have to find it with Sara or Bernice. It was all just as simple as that.

"I'm afraid you've made some kind of mistake," Abigail said, trying to sound more confident than she felt. "I'm really not that kind of lady."

When Abigail rolled onto her side to look at Tony, he made his move. His quickness and force surprised Abigail. One second she was looking at him and the next moment his lips were mashed against hers, his tongue trying to push into her mouth.

Turning her face aside to break the kiss, Abigail pounded Tony's head and shoulders with her tiny, ineffectual fists. This just wasn't supposed to happen. But his hand was between her slender thighs, cupping her cunt. Despite the brutality of the move, shocks of sensual electricity ripped up Abigail's spine from her pussy.

"Nooooo! Damn you, don't!" Abigail whispered. She didn't want to scream because she didn't want Sara and Bernice to see her. They had assumed, she knew, that she was fucking and sucking the customers just as they were.

Tony kissed Abigail's neck, smelling the perfume there and tasting the sweetness of her flesh. He rubbed his palm hard against her cunt and bit her smooth, soft shoulder.

"Ouch! You bloody bastard!" Abigail hissed venomously. At eighteen, she was still quite naive. Nothing like this had ever happened to her and she didn't know exactly how to handle it.

"You goddamn bitch! You're just a cock-teaser!"

Abigail managed to squirm partially away from Tony. Now, his head was near her flat, silky stomach.

"Stop it! Please stop it!" Abigail whispered urgently. This whole thing had gotten out of hand and she wanted nothing more now than to be in the safety and security of her own home.

Tony grabbed the skimpy bikini and jerked it down Abigail's thighs, exposing her dark-haired pussy. He pushed her thighs apart and buried his face in her crotch, kissing her pussy.

The hot tingle of a slick tongue moving hard and fast against her clit was a foreign but erotic feeling for Abigail. She had Tony's hair in her fists and was trying to pull his mouth off her cunt. But once he touched her clit with his tongue, something snapped inside her head. Now she wanted Tony just as badly as she had not wanted him earlier.

"Ohhhhhhh! – Yes! Damn you, yes!" she said in a passion-choked voice.

Abigail switched her head on the blanket, giving her senses free rein. The feelings coming from her clit were just too good to be true. Her husband had never eaten her pussy. He would just rub her cunt briefly, then ram his prick into her cunt until he shot his cum-load. After that it was a glowing cigarette in the dark, then sleep.

When Tony felt Abigail push her cunt at his mouth and loosen her grip on his hair, he knew he had her. He knew he could take the gorgeous young teenager any way he wanted, make her do anything he wanted.

Abigail was delirious. She really didn't know what was happening to her body. What she was positively certain of was that she wanted complete and total fulfillment.

Moments later Tony moved his face away from Abigail's cunt and crawled up her body, staying on top of her. The young wife with raven hair and black eyes that shone like onyx saw only a hazy blur of cloth that was Tony's shirt. Her hands jerked and pulled at his belt as she fought to open his pants and get to his prick-meat she craved.

"Suck me," Tony hissed urgently.

"I've never…" She couldn't think about talking then. Her mouth was needed for more urgent matters.

Reaching inside Tony's trousers, Abigail felt the warmth of his hard prick in her hand. When he crawled higher on her body, she got a close-up look at his prick. The cock-head was fat and round-shaped, she thought, much like a torpedo. But in her feverish, hungry state of mind Abigail couldn't take the time to enjoy the sight of this new cock. When Tony jammed his hips down, Abigail opened her luscious red lips wide and took his fucker deep into her mouth.

"Awwwwww! Suck me, baby! Suck that cock!" Tony groaned, resting on his elbows, straddling Abigail's lithe body with his knees.

Everything was new and frightening to Abigail. She didn't know how to suck cock, but she knew instantly that she liked cock-sucking. The flavor of Tony's cock-meat was bland, yet somehow very exciting. Wrapping her painted lips tightly around the shaft of his pistoning cock, Abigail slapped at the cock-head with her tongue.

"Mmmmmmmm!" she moaned soulfully, drawing a firm suction on the jerking, throbbing pole of prick-meat that fucked deep into her mouth.

She twitched on the blanket, unable to control herself. Abigail raised her head, meeting Tony's downward plunges of cock-meat. She wanted to take all of his cock into her mouth, let him fuck his thick, iron-hard prick right down her throat, but she couldn't.

Tony pumped his hips hard and fast, trying to pace himself so that he wouldn't choke the beautiful young girl. After Abigail's hot, moist mouth had gotten most of his prick wet with spit and made him fully hard, he uncorked his cock from her mouth.

"Fuck me!" Abigail panted.

She couldn't believe the words came from her mouth. She raised her knees and spread them wide, forming a valley for Tony to rest in. The bottom half of her bikini was still around one ankle, her tits still covered by the top.

"Christ, what a woman!"