David Crane: Hot peeping wife

She lay back on the bed beside him and opened her legs.

Ronny turned over and knelt between her slick thighs. Jeannie spread her legs wider.

Ronny shuffled forward on his knees, aiming his cock at Jeannie's pussy. She grasped him by the hips, pulling him closer. He braced his thighs and pushed his loins out. His prick glanced off her thigh and bumped against her cunt.

Eager to get fucked, Jeannie arched upward so that her cunt was at the proper angle, and she opened her legs as wide apart as she could. Reaching down, she placed his great bloated cock head against her sodden cunt.

Ronny groaned as his cock head made contact with her tight fuck hole. He took a firm hold on her hipbones with both hands and braced his knees firmly on the bed. He thrust his prick at her with all the power in his thighs and ass.

Jeannie squealed as very slowly, his prick went up her pussy.

She began twisting her pelvis in a corkscrewing motion, fucking herself onto his cock. Her pink cunt lips parted, and his big swollen cock head glided up her pussy. It hurt her a little, but then the pain was overcome by the thrill. Wild with desire, she thrashed about beneath him, squealing with lust, her whole body thrilling to the sensation as he fed his cock to her.

Gritting his teeth and tensing every muscle in his body, Ronny ran the full length of his prick up her hot fuck hole.

His balls jammed against her upturned ass, and his cock was completely buried in hot cunt flesh as they locked together.

Jeannie looked up at him, wide-eyed, as if she could not believe they were actually fucking. Then, slowly, a smile spread across her lips as she began to savor the wonderful thrill of having her cunt stuffed full of hard prick for the first time.

Ronny grinned back as he discovered the joy of having every inch of his fat cock embedded in hot, wet, clinging cunt. Fucking was as good as he had always imagined it would be – far better than a skimming fist and better even than the girl's hungry mouth had been. Her cunt was talented and required no practice or taming or previous experience.

Her hot, wet fuck hole began sucking on his wick, the interior muscles closing in a series of constricting rings that ran up his cock shaft as if trying to milk him off before he had even begun to hump in and out.

Ronny took a slow, gentle stroke.

He drew back, and her pussy dragged at him as his fat prick pulled out until only the tip remained lodged up her cunt hole. Coated with cunt juice, his prick steamed in the air.

Then he pushed back in.

His bloated balls jammed against her up-thrust ass, and his belly slapped over hers. He gave her a second slow push-pull.

Jeannie began to whimper, losing control as the thrill of being fucked drove her crazy.

She began humping and pumping with him and against him, pushing her foaming cunt down to meet his prick as it plowed in and then twisting her lithe hips in a grinding fashion as he withdrew. His sensitive cock felt as if it were being massaged inside her pussy.

Jeannie gasped each time he fucked in.

Then, as the fuck tempo increased, her little cries of joy began to run into one another and became one long, drawn out wail of pure ecstasy. "Ohhhh!" she moaned. "Ahhhhh!"

Faster and faster they fucked.

His hot prick was fairly hissing as it slid up the steaming channel of her slippery cunt!

He changed the angle of approach, fucking in with low, under-slung strokes that dragged his balls up along the bed, then hiking up so that he was driving down and every inch of his hot cock was running directly across her fiery clit as he slammed in and hauled out.

Her pussy creamed.

The waves of ecstasy ripped through her and ebbed for a moment, then began to build up again without delay. In her dazed state of bliss, Jeannie realized that she was, going to have multiple orgasms and was overjoyed to find herself capable of that sustained delight. How had she ever gone so long without getting fucked? She wondered, and why? But that, like her virginity, was in the past. Now she had a whole future of wild and wanton fucking before her – a future spread out just as her loins were going to be spread out in ecstasy, time and again.

Jeannie came three times before Ronny shot his wad.

When the boy came, she felt his thick, steaming cum spurt deeply up into her cunt, soaking her, and the moment she felt his jizz, she came again, her cunt juice gushing out to blend with his jism.

Ronny pulled his prick out.

He was grinning with rapture.

His cock had softened slightly and drooped dawn, but it had not gone completely soft. Jeannie glanced down and, seeing this, grasped him and held him where he was. She smiled and said: "Fuck me again, Ronny fuck me again!"

As if his cock had heard her words and responded obediently, it began to rise to a full hard-on again, jerking up and tightening until it was as big and hard as it had been before he shot his wad. Her cunt was wide open, and a creamy mixture of cum and cunt juice was flooding out and running down her pussy mound, seeping into the tight crack of her ass and soaking the bed under her loins. He put the head of his cock back into her pussy, and her pussy writhed. She seemed to drag his cock all the way up her before he had thrust at all, her demanding pussy just hauling his prick in until it was buried to the balls.

They began another furious fuck.

The fucking lasted longer this time – and was even better.

And this time, as they fucked, Jeannie turned her head to the side and watched their reflection in the looking glass. It inspired her. The naughty little teenager was so worked up now that she actually wished that there were someone on the other side of that two-way mirror, a horny man or woman – or both watching them fuck. Perhaps exhibitionism and a taste for voyeurism are inherited, she thought. Maybe I was born with the traits that Mom and Dad have.

She didn't care.

In fact, she rather hoped so.

They fucked four times.

After the second time, missionary style, Jeannie rolled over and persuaded Ronny to throw a doggy fuck into her, and then she had made him stretch out on the bed while she sat on his prick and rode him to another climax.

She would have liked to fuck again, but by this time, the boy, horny and potent and young though he was, was drained. He had been sucked off once and shot up her cunt four times, and there was a limit to his endurance. He sat on the edge of the bed with his head hanging in exhaustion and his prick drooping down between his legs.

"Want to come over tomorrow?" asked the girl.

"Oh! Yeah!" he said.

"I'll get my work finished early so we can have lots of time to fuck and suck," she promised him.

With his cock empty and limp, Ronny wondered if perhaps they had created a Frankenstein monster – if that insatiable cunt was going to milk his balls bone-dry, day after day. But he knew that such a thought could only occur after he had come, and that he would be as ready and willing and erect again tomorrow.

When Jeannie got back to the motel, her mother and father were back in the office, having just staggered back on watery legs from the room with the spy holes.

Jeannie had been a bit nervous.

She wondered if it showed on a girl's face when she'd just been fucked. Would there be some subtle change in her expression or her body that would stand out, like a scarlet letter, revealing to her parents that she had lost her cherry?

But then she saw that there was a car parked outside the unit with the spy holes. When she walked into the reception area, both her mother and father looked so glazed and smiled with such contentment that she grinned, realizing that they were not about to pay attention to any changes in her appearance in the state they were in.