Nick Eastwood - Horny to bed wife

"Ooooo, God, I'm coming!" she wailed.

Jeff felt her spasming cunt going tight as a vise around his deepplowing cock. Her gripping twat seemed to be sucking the jizz right out of his balls. No way in the world could he hold out. He bellowed and began shooting his sizzling load against her womb.

"Awwwwwwwww! Fuck! Shit! Aaaggghhhhh!" he roared.

Sally gurgled ecstatically as she felt the hot flood of his come against her womb. It triggered her right into another body-wracking orgasm. It felt as if she couldn't stop coming, and she realized how starved she was for some decent fucking. She felt like she could fuck this guy forever and not become tired.

"Mmmmmmmm, Jeff, thank you so much," she sighed. "I really needed that."

Jeff laughed helplessly. "You don't know how unreal that sounds," he said. "I didn't think I had a chance with you, and here you are thanking me."

"You deserve it," Sally grinned, "you're a fantastic fuck."

"I'm a pretty good pussy-eater, too," he leered. "Want a sample?"

Did she ever! It had been months since Jim had gone down on her. "Yes, please," she grinned.

"Turn around," he instructed.

Sally reversed her position, her back to him and her steamy pussy poised right over his face. She felt the first hot slippery touch of his tongue against her swollen slit, and she gurgled with pleasure. She didn't think anything could feel more delicious than having her horny little gash licked. She creamed heavily and helplessly, drenching Jeff's bobbing chin with molten sticky juice.

"Ooooooooh, yesss! Lick meeeee!" she squealed.

Jeff whipped his big greedy tongue all over her hot pink slit, eagerly licking up her tangy cream. Sally crouched over him and gurgled and whimpered with pleasure. She leaned far forward and clawed at the sheet as he tonguelashed her fully exposed slit. She knew he could see everything from her erect clit to the little puckered mouth of her shitter, and that added to her hot excitement.

Then she felt him rimming the tight little mouth of her cunt, circling it swiftly with the stiff tip of his tongue. It was exciting, but it was also maddening. She wanted to feel more and more of his big thick tongue up her cunt, and all she was getting was the very tip. She whimpered and thrust her pussy at him, trying to impale her greedy twat on his jabbing tongue.

"Ooooooooh, stick it in me!" she whined. "Stick your big tongue up my cunt!"

Jeff teasingly rimmed her cunt mouth a few more times, then suddenly crammed his thick wet tongue up her cunt. Delicious jolts of sensation ripped through her pussy as he plunged his tongue right to the root in her seething little fuck hole. Sally gave a hoarse moan and creamed all over his face. She could feel his big tongue throbbing against every inch of her cunt.

"Ahhhhhh, God! Yessss!" she wailed. "Your tongue feels so good in me, Jeff! Fuck me with it! Make me come!"

She watched his cock mushroom before her eyes. His handsome prick stood straight up, blue veins bulging on the granite-hard shaft. Thick bubbles of juice oozed from his piss hole. Sally dived for his tasty prick, taking most of it into her steaming mouth and starting to suck on it loudly and hungrily.

"Fuck, yeah," Jeff groaned, "suck my cock, baby! Suck me off!"

Sally caved in her cheeks and applied a powerful vacuum pressure to his violently throbbing prick. She suctioned the tasty cream right out of his piss hole. Jeff returned the favor, cramming his big thick tongue as deep as he could into her tangy-tasting cunt. They went at each other like greedy animals, snorting and growling, tonguing and sucking.

Sally fisted the thick hairy base of Jeff's cock and pumped it to make more delicious cream ooze from his piss hole. She sucked ravenously on his prick and gulped down his salty juice. Jeff reamed her clinging little fuck hole with his hungry thick tongue, scooping out her musky cream and gulping it down.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," Sally moaned, "mmmmmmmmm."

She started to come, her famished pussy hole gripping and squeezing Jeff's tongue in a steady hard rhythm. Jeff gave a muffled groan, and she felt his big hard cock lurch violently on her tongue. Then suddenly her mouth was filled with his red-hot jizz. She groaned in ecstasy and gulped down the delicious cream.

"I hope you're feeling better, Jeff," Sally purred as she put on her clothes ten minutes later.

"I feel terrific, Nurse," he grinned. "That's a fantastic treatment you've got there."

Sally had to agree. She hadn't felt so good in months. It was that well-fucked feeling, and from now on she wasn't going to go without it. If Jim wouldn't give it to her, she'd just get it from somebody else.

Jim worked late again that evening, and when he got home, Sally turned on the TV for him and served him a martini without a murmur. She didn't come on to him, and she didn't remind him that they hadn't fucked in a month. She just gave him a peck on the cheek and went to bed with a good book.

If Jim wanted to make love to her, he'd have to make the first move. Never again would she make a fool of herself trying to seduce her own husband when he was getting all the fucking he needed from another woman. No, she'd find other ways of satisfying her need-with other men. And there was one particular man she had in mind.

Phil Rogers, a distinguished surgeon in his mid-forties, had been after Sally ever since she started to work at the hospital. Sally found him an attractive and interesting man, but she'd gently turned away all his approaches. Now, things were different.

The next day, when she passed Phil in the corridor of the hospital, she gave him a dazzling smile. He hadn't come on to her in a few weeks. Maybe he'd given up. But he really brightened when she smiled at him, and he hurried over to walk with her. He was tall and silver-haired and well-built. She could hardly wait to hop into bed with him.

"Good morning, beautiful," Phil grinned, "you're looking especially nice today."

"How nice of you to say so, Doctor," Sally purred. "I was just going for some coffee. Want to join me?"

No doctor of Roger's status ever had time for coffee, but he made time. And when they'd finished their coffee break, Sally had accepted Phil's longstanding invitation to drop over to his apartment for an after-work cocktail. The rest of the day seemed to drag, but finally it was five o'clock. Instead of taking the bus home as she usually did, Sally met Phil in the parking garage.

Phil was divorced, very popular with the ladies, and he had a little red sports car to match his image. He took Sally to his lavishly furnished penthouse apartment. The fantastic view of the city made her gawk. While Phil mixed a pitcher of martinis, she glanced around the apartment. Every item of furniture testified to the man's wealth.

But of course it wasn't his money Sally was interested in. She wanted to see if he could come through on all those not-very-subtle propositions he'd made her. She accepted a martini, and they sat on the massive couch in front of the picture window. The strong drink quickly got to Sally; and she felt warm, relaxed, and very lusty. She didn't say a word when Phil moved so close that their thighs touched.

"I'm curious," he said. "why did you finally accept my invitation? I'd about given up hope."

"Things change in a marriage," Sally said.

"Don't I know it," Phil sighed. "Okay, I guess that's all the answer I need. Jim's loss is my gain."

He set aside their drinks and started kissing her, long sensuous kisses that made her writhe with horniness. He worked his tongue deeply and sensuously in her mouth, and he ran his hands up and down her curvy body. At last he rested his hands on her firm thrusting tits, gently squeezing them through her uniform.