Harry Stevens: Horny mom and daughter

Diane tried to deny the truth, but it was no use. She wanted more cock. Her husband's cock.

"I wonder what's happening in the game," Tom said, stuffing his prick back into his fly with one hand while he reached for the TV with the other.

"You promised to fuck me!" Diane yelled.

Her voice sounded funny to her. Almost as if she was another person and was eavesdropping on herself.

"Please!" Diane stunned herself by begging. "Please fuck me!"

Tom shook his head and grinned, obviously amused by the situation.

"Horny bitch," he chuckled. "Just can't get enough of my sweet prick, can you?"

"No," Diane confessed. "I want it in my cunt. Fucking me."

She grabbed for Tom's fly. Before he could react, she had her hand on his cock and was pulling it back out into the open.

Diane rubbed her husband's limp dick against her tits. Soon, she was massaging Tom's cock-head with a stiff nipple. At the same time, she massaged his balls.

"Mmmmmm," Tom murmured. "I like the way that feels."

Diane sucked his balls into her mouth and fingered his asshole. Tom jumped with surprise, but he made no attempt to move away.

"Where'd you learn that little trick?" he asked as Diane pronged his butt.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," Diane teased, then kissed the head of her husband's growing cock.

"Hmmmmm, maybe I won't watch the game," Tom said as the blood raced to his crotch. "Maybe I will fuck you."

Knowing she had him hooked, Diane crawled to the sofa and spread out. Slowly parting her thighs, she hooked one leg over the back of the couch and rested the other on the coffee table. Her cunt was wide open.

Tom's cock sprang to full hardness at the sight of his wife's spread pussy. His prick wasn't just standing straight out. It had the upward slant of a teenager's boner.

"God, I can't believe you've got me this horny," Tom panted as he admired his throbbing hard-on.

"Put your cock in my tight cunt and you'll see who's horny," Diane told her husband.

She pulled apart her pussy-lips to lure him closer. Sticky and wet inside, her twat made small sucking sounds when it was pried open.

"Fuck me, Tom, fuck me!" Diane begged. "I-I want it so bad!"

Tom moved to the sofa, his cock in his hand. Slipping between Diane's thighs, he took dead-aim on her pussy and shoved his prick inside her cunt.

From the first instant of penetration, Diane's hips were rolling. Tom's cock had never felt so big in her cunt. Her ass wouldn't stop squirming.

Tom wasn't used to so much movement from his wife while he fucked her. He was even more surprised when Diane wrapped her legs around him and pulled him so tightly against her that their crotches thumped.

"Fuck me, Tom, fuck me," Diane moaned.

"Your cunt's like a damn noose," Tom grunted as he worked his cock back and forth in Diane's squeezing gash. "I can't remember your pussy ever being this tight."

"Play with my tits while you're fucking me," Diane responded. "Suck my nipples."

Ordinarily, Tom considered it unmanly for a grown man to suck a woman's tits. But now, his lips closed around a pink nipple without hesitation. As he turned on the suction, his tongue went to work, its tip flicking the soft bud of Diane's tit into instant stiffness.

"That feels so good," Diane groaned, feeling on the verge of a climax. "Now suck the other nipple."

Tom's mouth switched tits. Just as quickly as he had hardened the first nipple, he turned the second one into a miniature spike.

Something snapped within Diane. All of a sudden her senses were reeling out of control.

"I'm coming! Coming so hard!" Diane gasped with orgasm. "Don't stop sucking my tits. Do both nipples at once."

Tom crushed Diane's tits together until the erect nipples were practically touching. Then he drew the twin buds into his mouth, scraping them with his rough tongue.

Diane couldn't stop coming. Tom had never done anything like this with her tits before.

Nor had he ever worked his prick in her pussy so expertly. Because as Tom sucked Diane's tits, his cock never missed a beat between her legs. His stumpy dick was so alive that it was giving Diane's cunt the kind of action she would expect from a hard-on twice as long.

Diane was flying so high that she forgot all about who was fucking her. Her eyes closed, she imagined that it was one of her teenage studs on top of her.

"More, more!" Diane cried. "Fuck me harder, harder!"

A second climax had hit her, this one burning at the core of her cock-stuffed pussy. Nobody had ever made Diane come any harder. Not Duke Marshall with his huge prick. Not even Doug and Dan at the same time.

"My balls are on fire!" Tom grunted. "I'm gonna come quick!"

"Fill my cunt!" Diane screamed. "Fill my cunt with your hot cum!"

Clenching his teeth, Tom put everything he had into shooting his wad. When his cock erupted, it was shooting white-hot jism.

"God I love it!" Diane squealed. "Don't stop coming!" She grabbed Tom by the cheeks of his ass, digging her nails into the flesh until blood was drawn.

"More cum!" Diane demanded. "I want it! I need it!"

Just when it seemed it would dribble dry, Tom's prick lurched in Diane's cunt and spurted a fresh wad of jism. By the time his balls were finally drained, Diane's pussy was a creamy swamp.

"What a fuck," Diane moaned when it was over. "Nobody else has ever filled my pussy with so much cum."

"What do you mean, 'nobody else'?" Tom asked suspiciously as he pulled his prick from his wife's sloppy twat. "Who do you have to compare me with? I'm the only one who's ever fucked you."

Tom paused, letting the impact of what he'd just said settle in.

"I'd better be the only one who's ever fucked you!" he yelled.

Diane realized that she had made a dangerous mistake. If Tom got it into his head that she'd been cheating on him, he might beat her brains out.

"Hey!" Tom snapped. "I'm waiting for an answer, bitch. What the hell did you mean by 'nobody else'?"

Diane knew that she could not explain her way out of the predicament she had gotten herself into. Her brain was too fuzzy from orgasm for her to risk it. She was so drenched by the afterglow of fucking that she might blurt out anything.

No, she had to rely on her body instead of her brain. Spread her legs right under Tom's nose, put her hand to her leaking cunt and spread the jizz from thigh to thigh. Bring her dripping fingers to her mouth and suck up Tom's cream.

"Your cum is so sweet," Diane murmured. "I can't get enough of it. Fuck me again, Tom."

It didn't work. Tom was steaming now.

"Who is he?" he shouted. "Who have you been fucking on the side, you dirty whore? I'll kill the son of a bitch!"

"No, no, there's never been anybody but you!" Diane hysterically lied. "Please, believe me!"

Tom looked down at her like she was shit.

"Close your legs, slut," he sneered. "Your rotten pussy is making me gag."

He turned and left the room. Diane didn't know what to do. Al the very least, she expected a beating and she was so confused that she almost convinced herself she deserved one.

However, what actually happened hurt her a lot more than physical punishment. For when Tom emerged from the bedroom, fully clothed, he was carrying a suitcase.

"Where are you going?" Diane gulped, stunned by the turn of events.

"I'm leaving," Tom said darkly. "For good. No way I'm going to support some damn whore. You're on your own, bitch."

"Please Tom, don't go," Diane sobbed. "I'll make it up to you."

"Then you admit you've been screwing around," Tom snarled.

Diane didn't know how to answer. She couldn't bring herself to confess that she had been fucking teenage boys. On the other hand, it now seemed pointless for her to lie.

Tom took Diane's silence to mean that she was guilty. He spit in her face with contempt before he turned and headed for the door.