David Crane - Three horny wives

She pulled his shorts down his thighs.

She was staring at his naked pecker and her face was taut with concentration. She licked her red lips.

"Gee, I'm really hot for your dick. I'm gonna suck that big dong until your eyeballs cave in."

Morgan croaked.

Ruby looked up at him. "Tell me when you're ready to come," she said. "Jack will raise hell if I spill some."

Then she ducked forward and, starting at his bloated balls, commenced to give Morgan the best head he had ever had.

Her hot tongue wrapped around his swollen sac, laving and lapping. She lifted his balls and licked under them, then she slurped them into her mouth and gave them a thorough sucking, her attention to detail exquisite, her face transfigured as she savored his delicious ball meat.

She began to run her tongue up his stalk with long, fluid sweeps, lapping him from root to knob. She sighed as the tasty delicacy registered on her tongue.

The tip of her tongue touched his cock-head, drew back, touched him again. She flattened her tongue out and began to lave the head of his dick with fluid, slurping strokes, as if her tongue was a brush and she was painting it with a coating of saliva. Morgan groaned. His thighs began to flutter with tension. He braced his knees to steady himself and held her head in both hands. Ruby tongued the glowing knob of his prick thoroughly and Morgan was so hot that he thought he would came that way before he ever got it in her mouth.

But Ruby was an excellent judge of orgasms and the immediacy thereof and she had no intention of allowing this gorgeous big cock to shoot before she had time to appreciate it fully.

Leaning in, dipping lower, she ran her tongue over his balls, laving the swollen sac again. Then she began to work up his shaft, lashing her tongue back and forth against the underside of his stalk and then up over his knob curling, her tongue around and dipping into the parted cleft with the tip of her tongue.

"Gee, this tastes good," Ruby said, smacking her lips.

"Suck it, suck it," Morgan rasped.

Ruby slowly let her lips part and slide down over his cock-head until his knob was in her mouth. Then she paused to have a luxurious suck upon the hot mouthful, her cheeks hollowed inwards. She blew down his rod and sucked again. Morgan moaned as his pecker-head burrowed into her mouth. Her mouth was working like a bellows on his knob, sucking and blowing.

Then she went down further, taking his cock into her mouth inch by inch and sucking all the way, while her tongue flashed back and forth along the pulsating rod. Remorselessly, she went on taking more and more dick into her mouth. Morgan felt his knob ledge in her throat and figured that she had taken as much as she could but then, Ruby paused for a moment and then carried on, letting his cock-head slip into her gullet as her pursed lips worked on inexorably towards his balls.

She took every millimeter of his prick into her head.

Her nose was pressed into his pubic hair and her chin was brushing against his balls.

She began to turn her head from side to side, rotating her mouth around the axis of his cock. Then she started to slide in and out, pulling back until only the tip of his smoking knob was still encased in her mouth, then ducking back in and taking the whole big load.

Morgan was fucking into her mouth now, humping urgently in as her mouth descended and drawing back as her tightly compressed lips glided up his stalk, her tongue lashing madly at his knob and her lips pulling an his heated bar.

His cock seemed to be getting bigger and hotter all the time and Ruby knew that it would not be long before he shot his load into her throat, whitewashing her tonsils and filling her eager maw with creamy stalactites and spunky stalagmites dripping like limestone from her cave.

Hungry for that slimy delicacy, she sucked hard and her head flew up and down like a pump.

Morgan wailed as the thrill gripped him.

His hot load, pent up so long, blew into her mouth like a liquid rocket, a veritable jet of jism.

Ruby's head rocked as the spunk blasted her but, eager cock sucker that she was, she never faltered. Her head dipped forward again, even as he hosed her throat, and she went back down his stalk against his spurting cum. She gasped and gagged but she took his whole dick in her mouth, the spurting knob slipping down her gullet.

Her mouth filled with cum.

She was gulping it down as fast as she could but he was shooting a cable of cum into her head and it filled her to the brim and overflowed from her compressed lips and ran back down his stalk. Cum trickled down her chin and bubbled from her lips as her head pulled back from the knob.

Morgan had been so urgent for an orgasm that he blew all his love juice out in that one titanic stream.

He staggered, his loins hollow.

Ruby sucked away, making sure she had emptied his cock and balls. Then she pulled her lips away and used her nimble tongue to lap up a few errant drops that had escaped and run down his rod, and to lick her lips clean of the succulent stuff.

"Gee, that was yummy," she said.

Morgan gazed affectionately at this girl who had so attentively emptied his balls.

"I do like a drink of jism," she purred.

And Jack, standing in the doorway, glaring, said, "You dirty bitch! You spilled some!"

He pointed with a trembling finger.

Sure enough a few drops of creamy cum had spilled onto the wooden floor.

"Sorry, Jack," she said. "I didn't spit, honest. I swallowed all I could. But this guy really fed me a mouthful and it just sort of overflowed."

"Well, lick it up," he said.

Morgan, feeling kindly toward this girl, was about to protest, but Ruby didn't seem offended by the command.

"Sure," she said. "No sense in wasting it." And she knelt down and stuck her tongue out and lapped Morgan's errant spunk from the floor.

Jack came into the storeroom, fumbling at his fly. He hauled his pecker out. It was a big blunt instrument.

Ruby looked up from tongue-mopping the floor and when she saw what was approaching, she smiled. Her head went back and her mouth flew open and Jack, walking forward, ran his dong right into her mouth. Ruby began to suck attentively.

Morgan figured it was time to get back to the office.

"Errr… goodbye," he said.

"Umpfff," she said, unable to vocalize clearly with such a hot mouthful. She waved and winked. Jack grunted, fucking into her face. Morgan, rather bemused by the whole situation, left the storeroom. In the bar, the winos, left unattended, were merrily drinking with both hands. Jack was paying the price for his passion. Morgan decided that he would have to come back to this weird place in the near future.

He thought that he would suggest it to Fred Foley. It seemed like it might be a good place to pick up some broads the next time they had a night out on the town. It would be more interesting than bowling, anyway, he thought. They might even bring young Bob Harrison with them.

He returned to the office and with his balls emptied, did a full day's work.

He felt a little guilty about cheating on Carol.

He wondered what Carol was doing at home.

Colleen Harrison and Carol Davis were good neighbors.

When Colleen found the back door open, she had no hesitation about entering the Davis house.

When she heard the moist, slurping sounds from the bedroom, she hesitated. She was intrigued. She called out, "Carol? Are you home?"

But Carol did not hear her because Carol's ears were muffled between Jennifer's lush thighs.

And Jennifer didn't hear her because her head was buried in Carol's crotch.

Colleen strolled to the bedroom door.

She looked in, halting.

At first she couldn't figure out what was writhing on the bed. It looked like some sinuous animal… some mythical beast with two heads and two tails.