Henry Perkins: The neighbor_s wife in chains

And just where did that leave him now? Basically, he was stuck with a hard, horny cock. His wife, Brenda, was waiting for him back there in the bedroom, but Bill was too worked up to want to settle for a nice conventional fuck.

His left hand wrapped around behind his balls, grabbing the top of the ball-sac. He squeezed tightly with the webbing between thumb and forefinger as the fingertips grappled up onto the sides of the shaft of his cock. The pressure wasn't near what he had felt from the belt Carla had used on his balls and prick, but still there was ionic semblance of the stirring pain that had made his cock leap and cum so hard. A let of good it did to fire himself even more right now, however, since he didn't have a hot mouth available to clamp down around his prick.

An older man might have wondered just what was going on in his mind. Until that day, Bill had been perfectly satisfied with fucking his wife. Sure, her pussy never got too wet even when he tried to eat it out. And she certainly didn't move much as she lay there getting fucked while she was flat on her back. Only once had he been able to talk Brenda into his kissing the head of his prick, and even then she wouldn't take it into her mouth. But that hadn't seemed like any big thing, since she was such a beautiful young thing. And, besides, didn't enjoying a good fuck come to a woman with time? Bill had heard that it was always an older woman to was ready to eagerly jump onto your prick. A few more years and Brenda would be there, hopefully begging to suck on his prick.

But now Bill was impatient, and his inexperienced mind had already pushed away the fact that Carla Wyman had treated him like a slave. All that he remembered now was how she creamed when he ate her pussy and how she had gobbled up his prick. Fun and games, that was what he still thought it was.

"Goddamn!" he growled to himself. He squeezed his cockshaft with his fingers. The cockhead was purple from being engorged with so much blood, and his tightening fingers forced more pre-cum from his piss slit.

He pounded on his prick with his right hand, violently stroking up and down. His cock hurt from he intense pressure of his fingers, but he realized that jacking off in the living room wasn't going to be enough. Even if he shot cum halfway to the ceiling, he would still be hot. Maybe he could talk Brenda into at least licking a bit on his prick before he slowed down to gently fuck her pussy. Slowly, almost reluctantly, he pushed to his feet, reaching down to pull his undershorts up over his cock.

In the bedroom, Brenda was still fingerfucking her ass. She lay with an upturned palm beneath her ass cheeks as two fingers plundered into her shit hole. Her other hand was locked tightly to her pussy, with another two fingers reaming out her cunt. Her hands and her ass crease were soggy messes, but the cums the finger-fucking had caused seemed to make her even hotter. Her whole body was on fire now and begging for ideas, but no ma how much and how hard she rammed fingers into her fuckhole, she couldn't make that one earth blasting that come out of hiding.

She was so consumed by her passion that she didn't notice when the noise of the television died, and Bill was completely into the bedroom before she realized she had been caught with her hands diving in her pussy and ass. But by now her lust was so hot and rampant that she really didn't care. Somehow she had to find a way to ease the pent up fires of lewdness that were burning in her body, and she was desperate for help.

Bill jolted to a stop. He couldn't believe his eyes. His mild, meek little wife was finger fucking herself right there in the middle of the bed. Already, there was a big stain of pussy juice spreading wetly on the blanket. He looked close and was astounded even more when he saw she had two fingers jammed up her ass.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he exclaimed as he took a step closer. The smell of cunt was heavy in the room, telling him that the finger-fucking had been going on for a while.

"Help meeeee!" Brenda groaned popping her fingers out of her cunt to reach up toward her husband. "My whole body is hot! Come here and give me your cock!"

Bill winced from the aching pressure when his prick hardened even more. His young wife was apparently so demented with fuck-lust that maybe Bill could finally get what he wanted.

"Corn-hole your fingers back up your shitter," he hissed down at her.

And she hurried to comply. He watched as two of her long fingers disappeared in the stretched mouth of her asshole. His eyes flashed up to her face and he stared eagerly at her mouth. Her saliva was running from the corners of her lips and she was gasping hot breaths.

"I know where I want to fuck my cock," he growled as he stripped off his underwear. "I'm going to fuck your face and sliding prick all the way into your throat!"

"Anything!" Brenda shrieked. "Just help me cum!" Her ass leaped up and down on her fingers as another rolling wave of cum erupted in her cunt.

Bill jumped up onto the bed and straddled her, then went to his knees with his face down by his wife's legs. He wanted to see her fingers fucking her cunt hole and shitter, since he had never been able to watch something so nasty so close. He reached back under his belly and wedged his hard cock into her lips, and Brenda opened her gasping mouth side and swallowed in half of his prick.

She groaned as his throbbing cockhead rammed to the back of her mouth. Instantly her lips closed around the thick cockshaft more than halfway down to the base.

A stream of cunt cream splashed against his nose as Brenda's whole body began to tremble. Having a cock rammed to the back of her throat and a tongue in her cunt gash had pushed her almost to the height of her lust.

Licking her didn't seem to be enough, and Bill's face fell onto her pussy and he shoved. His lips curled back and his teeth grabbed her cuntlips. When he bit down, Brenda screamed, even with the prick in her mouth, then her whole body thrashed on the bed. The stream of cunt juices became almost constant and even Bill cold tell that she was about to violently cum.

His teeth released her then bit again. Both of the outer lips of her pussy were caught in his mouth and the tender flesh was savagely gnawed. Then his mouth was moving and he was biting her all around her cunt mound, even inside on the tender inner pussylips.

Intense pain ripped through Brenda's cunt and speared up her fuck-chute like a bolt of lightning. The terrible pain of Bill's gnashing teeth blended with the tremendous sexual pleasure she was receiving until the two sensations combined into something even hotter. A nuclear explosion began to build in her guts and she knew the tearing cum on the way was going to hurt like hell. But her ass lifted from her hand to drive her cunt mound and pussylips even harder at her husband's teeth so he could eat her pussy for real.

Brenda wasn't aware that her own teeth had started biting, but soon she too was gnashing with her teeth almost as if she were trying to bite off part of his cock and swallow it. The hard flesh barely gave to the pressure of her teeth so she bit even harder, feeling the prick jump in her mouth and her husband's body stiffen over hers. The long cockshaft slid out until only the cockhead remained in her mouth, and that allowed her to bite even harder.

"Oh shit!" Bill shouted. "You're trying to eat my fucking prick! You're making me blast off my cum!"

Brenda's pussy exploded into a tremendous cum, making her teeth gnash down on Bill's rigid cock. The prick pole leaped then suddenly a wet glob of jism rocketed to the back of her mouth. Again and again, the cock in her mouth jetted as she swallowed hard to take the prick cream down. Bill's teeth were still tearing at her pussy, making her cunt hole stream.