Nick Eastwood - Horny to bed wife

"Ohhhhh, yes, Gil, fuck me!" she whimpered. "It feels so good, fuck me forever."

"I'll sure as hell try," he leered.

Sally forgot everything else as she took his slow steady reaming of her cunt. Each sensuous deep glide of his cock gave her a prolonged and delicious wave of pleasure. Her gushing cream soon overflowed her stuffed twat and dribbled down the crack of her ass. Her cunt got hotter by the second as she drifted towards climax.

"Fucking you good, baby?" Gil asked hoarsely.

"Mmmmmm, I love it," Sally sighed.

"Great," he said, "I'm gonna roll you over now so Ben can get in on the fun. Just hang onto me."

Sally wasn't sure what he meant, but she did as he said, convinced it would be fun. She clung to his big hairy body, and he rolled over, taking her with him. Now he was on his back and she was sitting on him, riding his slowplowing prick. She knelt there and gurgled with pleasure, her thick pussy juice flooding down her thighs and soaking his balls and lower belly. Then she felt someone grasping her hips from behind.

Startled, she whirled and saw Ben kneeling behind her, straddling Gil's outstretched legs. He was grinning broadly. She felt him rubbing the engorged hard head of his cock between her legs, dipping and smearing it in her slippery cunt cream. Then he pressed the huge fleshy knob against the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter.

"Oh, my God!" Sally gasped. "Ben, I don't know if I can take it. I never did that before."

"No problem," Ben said from behind her, "I'm an expert. You just relax, honey, and I won't hurt you a bit."

Sally did her best to relax, and Ben very slowly and gently wedged the knobby head of his dick into her pencil-slim asshole. As he'd promised, he was very careful, inching into her shitter ever so gradually, and soon she was panting with excitement. It was an incredibly exciting sensation to have two cocks in her belly. As Ben eased his prick up her ass, Gil kept fucking her slowly and sensuously.

"Oooooooh!" Sally squealed.

"See, I told you you'd dig it," Ben chuckled.

Sally felt his big coarse-haired balls come to rest against her brownie, and she gave a lusty shudder and a big sigh. She'd taken every inch of his thick throbbing prick in her tiny shitter, and she'd loved every second of it. She was stuffed breathless with rock-hard cock, one cramming her greedily gripping cunt, the other crowding her red-hot little asshole. Ben and Gil began to fuck her with exactly the same rhythm, and she groaned in ecstasy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, my God, that's fantastic," she whined, "I just love it."

Roger was still standing by, but it was obvious where his stiff cock was going. As soon as Gil and Ben were steadily and rhythmically fucking her ass and cunt, Roger stood in front of her and straddled Gil's body, and Sally eagerly opened her mouth to take his rigid drooling dick. It glided over her tongue and touched the back of her throat, and she closed her lips around it and began to suck greedily.

"Jesus, yeah, suck," Roger groaned.

"Mmmmm, uuummmrnm," Sally moaned.

It was hard to believe she was taking on three guys at the same time, when only a week ago she'd been a faithful and frustrated wife. A week ago she wouldn't have dreamed of fucking anybody but Jim, let alone taking three cocks at once. She felt dizzy with excitement as she sucked ravenously on Roger's tasty cock and took Gil and Ben's hard-plowing boners in her cunt and asshole.

As with Mitch, she started coming and she couldn't stop. With each body-rocking spasm she got more excited, sucking the hot jizz right out of Roger's violently throbbing cock. Her ass squeezed Ben's prick almost flat, and her convulsing cunt suctioned the come out of Gil's bloated balls. They were all coming at the same time, moaning and writhing.

"Mmmmmmm! Uuummmmm!" Sally moaned.

She was getting hot jizz from every direction. It was filling her mouth, her cunt, her shitter. She came violently, almost passing out, and nearly a full minute passed before her final climax faded away. Then she opened her eyes, glanced around, and saw her husband, Jim.

Sally gasped. It was Jim, all right, standing no more than a few feet away staring at her. He was stark naked-and he looked mad as hell.

What do you say to your husband on an occasion like this? Sally wondered-ask him if he's enjoying the party? Jim apparently had been enjoying it with a pretty little blonde, who was now standing behind him and looking puzzled. Then he'd caught sight of Sally making it with three guys at the same time.

Jim spared her the trouble of talking. "I want to see you in private," he growled.

"Oh, do you two know each other?" Bobbi chirped.

"He's my husband," Sally said glumly, "and he didn't know I was here."

"Oh, my gosh, I'm sorry!" Bobbi cried, "I had no idea Jim was married."

"You mean he's been coming to a lot of your parties, and he never mentioned he was married?" Sally exclaimed.

But before Bobbi could answer, Jim grabbed Sally by the arm and dragged her off to one of the bedrooms. He was fuming, and so was Sally. He slammed the door behind them and confronted her, hands on hips, face red with fury. For a few seconds he just sputtered, he was so angry. Then he managed to growl, "What in hell are you doing at a party like this?"

"I could ask you the same question!" Sally spat. "You've been cheating on me for a long time, haven't you, Jim? And not just with Nurse Benson."

"Who told you about her!" he demanded.

"Never mind," Sally said, "the point is, you have no right to get angry with me, Jim. You're just as guilty as I am."

"You're right," he sighed, "and I'm sorry I yelled at you, honey. It's just that I'm shocked-I never expected to see you here. Please tell me why."

"I'm here for the same reason you are, Jim," Sally sighed, "because I'm bored with our sex life. Do you want a divorce?"

"No," he said, "do you?"

"No," Sally said, breaking into a grin, "so what do we do-just keep on swinging?"

Jim was starting to smile. "I'd sure hate to give it up," he said.

"Fine," Sally purred, "then why don't we just go back and enjoy the party, and we can talk about all this later."

"Good thinking," Jim said, giving her a squeeze and a quick kiss.

They'd gone into the bedroom glaring at each other, so they astonished the party when they came out smiling and holding hands.

"I take it you two solved all your problems?" Greg asked uneasily.

"Yep," Jim assured him, "everything's fine."

"Good," Greg said, "because there's a couple I want you two to meet. Sally and Jim Anderson, this is Gina and Don Cushman."

Sally and Jim were greeted by an extremely attractive couple in their early thirties who just happened to be stark naked. Gina was a big-titted bleached blonde, bouncy and outgoing, who didn't hide her interest in Jim's long semi-hard cock. Don was tall and lean, with black-and-silver hair and whiskers. As he looked over Sally's tall busty figure, his cock mushroomed into eight thick inches of blue-veined flesh.

"We're always looking for new couples to have fun with," Don said. "Would you two care to join us in the bedroom?"

Sally and Jim exchanged glances, and Jim said with a smile, "Sure, why not?"

"We find a bed more comfortable for the kinds of things we like to do," Gina purred.

Sally and Jim liked the new couple from the start and felt very at ease with them as they closed themselves in a room with a spacious king-sized bed. Everybody piled onto the bed, and naturally they exchanged partners. Sally found herself being expertly tongue-kissed by Don, while Gina ran her fingers through Jim's hair and kissed and nibbled his neck.

It felt very strange to Sally to be making love to another man with her husband right beside her, but it was also wickedly exciting-and the Cushmans had obviously planned it that way. Away from the rest of the party, the two couples had only each other to notice. And as Don kissed and caressed her, Sally couldn't help noticing Jim running his hands eagerly over Gina's big thrusting tits.