Nick Eastwood - Horny to bed wife

"Mmmmmmmmmm." Sally murmured.

Phil was a fantastic kisser. If he fucked as well as he kissed, it was going to be a terrific evening for Sally. She lolled back against the couch and let him kiss her and fondle her tits. Her pussy grew hot as a blast furnace, and her hungry cunt leaked thick streams of juice that soaked right through her panties. She shivered with lust as she felt Phil unbuttoning her uniform.

She didn't protest or act modest. She was too horny to play games.

Phil got her uniform open and tugged it down to her waist. He had her bra off in no time at all. He ogled her luscious big tits, then dived for them, lashing his big wet tongue all over her sensitive hot flesh. He cupped and hoisted her tits, bringing them up to his greedy mouth, then clamped his lips around her left nipple and started to suck.

"Ahhhhhhhh, God! Yesss!" Sally hissed.

She loved having her tits sucked. Her large nipples were extremely sensitive, and with each greedy suck she felt a hot jolt of pleasure that rippled all the way down to her swelling slit. By the time Phil finished sucking her left tit, her panty crotch was completely drenched with pussy cream.

He dived for her right nipple and gave it the same treatment, sucking it from a soft cone into a long rigid bud. Sally was practically coming in her panties by the time he finished. He was taking his time with her, giving her the most exquisite foreplay, and arousing her to a fever pitch of desire-things her husband never bothered to do any more.

When he'd sucked both her big pink nipples into erections, he unbuttoned the rest of her uniform and slipped it off, leaving her in just her black lace bikini panties. He eased her down on the couch, then slipped her panties off and ogled the pretty dark triangle of her bush. Sally felt completely at ease with him, thanks to the martinis, and she gave him an inviting smile as she lay there naked.

Phil smiled back and draped one of her long shapely legs up over the back of the couch. He arranged the other leg to dangle off the seat. Sally's moist pink slit was completely exposed to the light of the room. When he had her arranged in that obscene posture, Phil stood up and started to undress. As he removed his clothes, he never took his eyes off her pussy.

Sally had never been watched like that, and she found it wickedly arousing. She knew he could see everything, from her engorged little clit down to the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. He could see the thick pearly cream oozing from her aroused twat and dribbling down the crack of her ass. He stared at her slit and at her swollen stiff-nippled tits.

Meanwhile Sally watched him. He was superbly built. He must have done regular workouts. His body was tanned, his broad chest thickly matted with silver hairs. As he lowered his pants, she saw that the crotch of his jockey shorts was hugely tented. He tugged down his shorts, and his seven-inch prick snapped free of the confinement, wagging stiffly before him. Sally stared at his cock and licked her lips.

Phil approached the couch again, crawling between Sally's widely parted legs and lying down on his belly. His face was within an inch of her darkfringed slit. She felt his hot breath fanning her eager pussy, and another molten flood of cream burst from her cunt. Phil stuck out his tongue and lapped up the tangy cream, swallowing it with a greedy gurgling sound.

"Ooooooooooh," Sally squealed.

"You like having your pussy licked?" he asked hoarsely.

"I love it," she sighed.

"Good," he grinned, "because it happens to be my favorite thing to do."

He wasn't kidding. He went after her musky pussy cream like he was starved for it, snorting and snuffling around in her wet gash, snaking his tongue into every creamy fold of her slit. It all felt delicious to Sally, and she lay back and gurgled happily, completely submissive to him. she could have enjoyed his expert pussy eating for hours and not gotten tired of it.

"Ahhhhhhh, Phil, that's so nice;" she sighed.

"I'm just getting started," he assured her.

He folded back the dark-furred lips of her cunt and isolated the peasize lump of her clit. it was the most sensitive organ of her body, and even the hot fanning of his breath gave her jolts of pleasure. Then he used the stiff tip of his tongue to tickle her joy button, and she squealed and creamed heavily.

"Eeeeeeeee!" she shrieked; "Yesss! Lick meeee!"

Phil expertly tongue-lashed her hotly pulsating joy button, giving her breathtaking pleasure, and the little bud responded fast to his tonguing. Her clit swelled, becoming engorged and stiff and twice as sensitive. Sally dug her nails into the couch and whimpered with ecstasy.

"Unnnhhhh, Phil, that's so good," she moaned, "you're gonna make me come."

Phil could have brought her off at any second, but he took his time, lapping up her tangy cunt cream and savoring it. He swirled the tip of his tongue slowly and sensuously around the stiff shaft of her clit, and she whimpered with lusty excitement. He whipped his stiff tongue tip faster and faster around the violently throbbing shaft of her clit.

"Unnnhhhhh, God!" Sally moaned.

She slowly arched her body upward, shoving her greedy clit firmly against his swirling tongue. Thick molten cream was gushing from her cunt and flooding down the cleft of her ass. She couldn't control that hot heavy creaming. Then suddenly Phil clamped his lips around her clit and started to suck it. The pleasure was so powerful, Sally almost shot off the couch.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" she wailed.

She felt herself spinning rapidly and helplessly towards orgasm. Never had she had her pussy eaten so deliciously and so expertly. She screwed her eyes shut, and her pretty face twisted in a grimace of ecstasy. Phil sucked hard and loud on her engorged clit, and the pleasure built in her pussy until her whole body seemed to explode with it.

"Oooooooooh, you did it! I'm coming!" she howled.

As her tall body began to convulse in climax, Phil shoved his hands under her churning ass and got a good grip, holding her pussy in place. He went on noisily and greedily sucking at her clit as she came, gulping down her musky come. His hungry sucking made her orgasm unusually prolonged and intense. At last she went limp and gasping, and Phil came up for air, his face smeared with her sticky cream.

"My God, Phil, that was fantastic!" Sally sighed.

"Well, I do have other skills besides surgery," he grinned.

"I can't understand why your wife would leave a guy who eats pussy like that," Sally said wonderingly.

Phil gave a big sigh. "My wife didn't like sex in any way, shape or form," he said, "but since my divorce I've been making up for lost time."

"So I gathered," Sally giggled.

He grinned, then nosed into her steaming pussy again. She flinched and squealed as he began rimming the tight little mouth of her cunt with the stiff pointed tip of his tongue. Slowly but steadily he worked his tongue inside her, easing it up her cunt as he licked and probed. Sally lay there gurgling with excitement as she felt her cunt slowly being stuffed with the slippery hot meat. At last it was throbbing against every inch of her gripping cuntal tube.

"Ahhhhhhh, my God! Your tongue feels so good in me!"

But it was going to feel even better. Still firmly cupping the hot globes of her ass, Phil began to piston his long stiff tongue in her cunt, jerking it up and down in cock-like motions. There was nothing Sally liked better than to be tongue-fucked. She responded with squeals, shrieks, and helpless creaming as he reamed her twat with his thick tongue.

"Yessss! Do it to me! Do it to me!" she babbled. Vaguely she realized that she ought to be home making Jim's dinner-but to hell with that! She'd think up some excuse. No way did she want to be back at the apartment watching Jim doze off in front of the tube, when she could be here taking Phil's deep-plowing tongue in her famished little fuck hole. Her evenings were going to be a lot different from now on.