Jane Allison - A hungry bride

"Oh!" Beneath him, Jane squirmed and wriggled under him. His lips came down to meet hers, and once more, she savored the wonderful taste of his mouth. His lips were hard and then, and yet, he seemed to make them do incredible things when he kissed her. His tongue snaked forward, parting her full red lips, meeting her own tongue inside and moving wetly within the confines of her mouth.

Still his hands continued their steady kneading at her quiveringly taut breasts, and the combination of sensations made Jane arch her back upward. Matt pressed down on her with his hard torso, finally removing his hands, to replace them with the hardness of his chest. He slipped his hands behind her back and pressed her down into the mattress.

"Oh, Matt," she said into his mouth… "Why can't it always be like this?"

"Look, Janie… I think a lot of things have changed for us… maybe neither of us can verbalize them at the present moment… but it's going to happen soon.

His lips were running over her face, trailing wet lines of saliva across her cheeks, sliding back to her ear, down her neck and across her throat, while she whimpered helpless, becoming caught up in a devastating wave of desire. He seemed to be all over her at once, and she found it difficult to breath. Her dress was crumpled softly around her waist, as she felt his weight lift up from her. and even though her eyes were closed, she could tell that he was pulling off his pants. A violent thrill ran through her, as his hands returned to her. She lay there before him, partially exposed, her long shapely legs slightly parted. His hands went around her back and pulled on the long zipper that held the back of her gown together and then pulled the powder blue garment over her head. She was left with only a tiny pair of black bikini briefs which he quickly whisked off her legs.

"You're beautiful, Janie… "he said softly.

She could feel a tightness in her loins the tenseness of anticipation. Oh please… please make it all right this time… make him satisfy me… oh God. I couldn't stand it after last night if it was the same old thing.

It seemed that her thighs were trembling slightly, as a certain dampness expanded from the hair fringe of the vee between her legs. Matt's fingers were traveling upward on her knee now, and she bit hard on her lower lip, as she realized that any second he would be nearing the downy nestling pussy that she harbored tightly between her thighs. Nervously, she groaned and pushed the full roundness of her buttocks hard into the mattress, awaiting the moment when his fingers would reach her moistening vaginal slit.

Oh, God, she thought… it's got to be good… since her sexual awakening last night she had greater expectations and now she could feel the effects of his foreplay making her feel weak and soft inside. She felt the vulnerable area of her blonde pussy quivering as he smoothed along the skin of her upper thighs. He was toooooo slow!!!!

She began to moan and tremble all over with excitement. He was almost there! Suddenly his thick fingers brushed the mound of her pussy, and she thought she would melt into the bed.

"Ooooooohhhhhhhh," Jane sighed and let the acute sensations of pleasure roll over her… and as Matt's lips nibbled once more at her and she felt his weight crushing down on her breasts again, she parted her trembling legs ever so slightly and at the same moment, Matt's middle finger slipped into the soft hair-fringed folds and crevices of her openly throbbing pussy. Matt grunted into her mouth as he felt how wet she was, and let the tip of his finger slide slowly along his young wife's wide open inner ridges within the shallow nakedness of her baby tight pussy. The short fleecy curls tickled his invading fingers as he parted them with slow strokes, creating a burning friction within Jane's moistly seeping cunt that made her cry out with pleasure.

"You're so nice and wet," he growled into her ear, as he continued to let his thick middle finger plow among the soft pulsing folds of her openly presented pussy. A sweet pleasure expanded within Jane's softly responding pussy as she felt the obscene thrill of his finger, exploring the secret depths of her tight cunt.

"Ooooohhhhhh, Matt… Ohhhh, "she crooned.

She reached up for him, and crushed him down tight to her, running her hands all over his back, eagerly exploring him as though she had never felt his naked body before. She could feel his big hard cock resting against her softly spread thighs, and now as she separated her legs, it pressed into the narrow hairline slit of her welcoming pussy.

Jane lifted herself up a bit, so that her husband's thick throbbing penis gained even greater contact with the wet sensitivity of her inner flesh. She fell back with a little groan as it pulsed gently, the full length of it pressed and sandwiched between her moist, waiting cuntal lips.

Matt let his hands circle under his wife's alternating tensing and relaxing body. "Christ, she feels good!" he thought. He was never disappointed by her wonderful body techniques, and he felt himself letting loose, drifting into the fantasy of fucking Mona Allan the night before.

"Matt… ohhh… yes… " she groaned, squirming her loins up against his enlarged lust hardened penis so that he would know how much she wanted him. She pushed her hips firmly against his, writhing the flatness of her belly so close to his that Matt thought surely it must be hurting her. Her fingernails were skimming along his back as he pushed his hands far down, cupping the full loaves of her creamy white buttocks in his palms. He could feel his big thick cock twitching in the narrow furrow of her seeping cunt, as he felt the cushiony mounds of her nether cheeks, cool and soft in his hands. Pulling slightly on either side, he spread her buttock cheeks wide, moving their fullness so that the entire area of her excited, hairline cunt was opened up and flattened still closer against him. He thought he heard Jane growl a little as he started a slow up and down movement, letting the hardness of his engorged prick move up and down in the temptingly widespread split, feeling the moisture seeping moment by moment from the highly aroused channel of the tautly clenching vagina. The sound made him think of the evening before when Mona had lapped furiously at his wife's cunt.

Beneath him, Jane's buttocks were beginning a desperate rotation up against his loins, and her mouth encouraged his to deeper and longer kisses. She had become a little fox now who snaked her legs out wide on either side of his body, locking her high calves with surprising strength up against the back of his thighs, forcing him down further on her.

"Fuck me, Matt… why don't you fuck me?"

Jane moaned into his mouth Jesus, he didn't need a second invitation! He could not hold back another second. Groaning above her, he reached down between their closely pressed bodies and grabbed hold of the pulsing hardness of his cock feeling her pulling herself up so that she could guide the thick rock hard cudgel between the separated lips of her lust-filled cunt. The soft hair of her pulsing vagina parted widely as the blood-filled head pushed slowly forward, grazing up and down against her tormented straining pussy.

"Now! she urged, and Matt flicked his hips forward with a hard thrust that he hoped would spear her satisfactorily on his lust bloated cock. He drove it into her with a flesh splitting lunge that made her cry out beneath him. The warm sheath of her willingly open cunt slipped wetly over his naked sensitive cock, and he heard her moan again as her tightly clasping vaginal muscles closed around him. He let his long thick cock slide up into the full depths of his wife's straining belly, feeling the walls of her cunt warm and tight giving way around his advancing prick, letting the length of his stiff cock ease into the wetness of her welcoming inner passage.