James Evers - Hungry wives

It was with great difficulty that she returned to the original point of her manipulations. "Okay… they both look ready to me. Now let's measure."

With this she placed her flattened hand on the top of Louie's cock, and slid it back until the edge was pressed against the bone at the base of his huge prick. She then put her other hand next to it, measuring out in fingers towards the tip.

"Let's see… four fingers… twelve and three is fifteen. Okay, Robert, now you!"

She repeated the same process, managing to get twelve fingers down, and only a piece of the lip of his cock left uncovered.

"See, I was right… Robert is only twelve and a half fingers. Not only that, he's a little slimmer… I could probably swallow his beautiful cock without too much trouble. For my kind of body, it's a great sucking cock."

To prove her point, she ran her tongue along the shaft of his throbbing cock, coating it in long strokes, until it was glistening with her saliva. She then licked at the tip, prodding it with her tongue before locking her lips tightly around its passionately vibrating head.

Robert was numbed. His hips jerked as a warm bliss radiated from her hot, wet mouth, and filled his body with its raw, lusting power. Her perfect oval mouth began running towards his crotch, her tongue carefully working the soft underbelly of his giant tool.

Her cheeks collapsed with the pressure of her sucking mouth, inhaling his cock like some massive strand of spaghetti into the hot confines of her gripping throat. Every eye in the room was glued on Marge as she floated effortlessly down the bulbous shaft, gasping in unison as they watched it disappear into the cavern of her lovely face. It was Robert who finally broke the tempo of this vocal concerto, his loud groan coursing out from the contact of her nose against the soft mat of his pubic hair.

"Ooooooooohhhhhh! She's got it… I don't fucking believe it! She's got the whole fucking thing in her mouth! Fuck, fuck… FUCK!"

Marge could feel his body trembling with the delight of her sucking. She would have been content to stay right there, eating his delicious cock until it exploded; but she remembered her purpose, and withdrew slowly from his skewering cock, pausing only to lick and swallow the small dots of cum that rewarded her efforts.

"Oh God," she gasped, her voice barely able to veil the rasping passion his prick had placed then. "It's a beautiful cock, Robert… I think I could suck it all night, and never get tired. But I think Jenny could do better with it. Why don't you go see?"

She quickly helped him free his legs from the confines of his trousers, while he shed the clothing from his upper body. Once naked he was sent off with one final lick of Marge's tongue to by his fortunes in Jenny's bed.

She now stared at Louie. His face was beet red, his anticipation radiating like the soft glow of a neon light. She took a deep breath, cooling the flames of her passion before the inevitable surrender to pure impulse.

She then leaned over and began hugging his hot cock against her cheek, her tongue coming out intermittently to tickle the sides of his pulsing meat. "Now your cock is entirely different. It's too big to swallow like that, I'd have to take an entirely different approach with you."

So saying she pulled the clothing from his body, and pushed him down on her bed. She quickly removed her dress, pausing only to fondle her own smooth flesh, taunting him with the sight of her naked perfection, before finally taking up her position between his wildly spread legs.

Her body worked like a battery to charge the dormant powers of his lust. Sweat broke out across his brow as he watched her snow-white body crawl towards his aching cock, her firm tits slapping together, her body wiggling in girlish delight at the sight before her.

"Yes," she whispered, her tongue circling her moist, open lips. "We're going to have to treat this beauty a very special way."

She lowered her face until it was hovering just above the tiny hole at the tip of his cock. Reaching down with her hand, she grabbed the turgid base, and held his prick firmly in place before her mouth. She paused a second, allowing her hot breath to tinge the sensitive flesh, before dropping her tongue and spearing it into the hole in his cock-head.

Louie's hips jerked in agonized bliss. Her hot lapper nailed him like a smoldering stake, boring into his cock. Harder and harder she pushed, her own aching lust pulsing out to fill the long, quaking prick.

"Oh! Shit!" Louie screamed. "Yes, yes, push! Fill my Goddamn cock… ram your tongue down until you can tickle my balls from the de… gcgggodddddaaaaaammmmmmmm!"

But Marge had other ideas. Where she had just given she now wanted to receive. Moving quickly she removed her tongue and pursed her lips into an opening no bigger than a whistle. She then returned, placing the air hole of his throbbing channel, and sucked for everything she was worth.

His body stiffened like an electric shock had ripped through him. His cock, so stuffed and packed a second ago, was suddenly being sucked and emptied – emptied of every drop of pre-cum his balls could produce. Her suction pulled the liquid frantically up the long tube of his cock with a force that was almost orgasmic.

"Aaaaaaaarrrrrrggggggggghh! Ggggodddddd! God it's… it's… it's so… ggggggoooooooooooodddddddd!"

Marge sucked fiercely, making sure he was drained of every drop before she opened her lips and began lowering her head over his trembling prick. She then began pumping, her mouth contorted in a grotesque grin as his cock barreled into her face, bulging first one cheek, and then the other.

On and on she rode, her lusting mouth devouring the tightly erect cylinder. Her head bounced furiously over the hard direct lunges of his hips as he drove his cock brutally into her open throat. Her eyes were closed, her concentration rooted in the divine bliss of his raging prick, until suddenly her attention was captured by Jenny's screaming voice.

"Please! Pleeeeeaaasseeeeee! Harder! Harder! Ramme harder! Hhaaaaarrddddeeerrrrr!"

Robert was thrusting his prick rhythmically in and out of Jenny's sucking pussy. Marge could see the rich flow of juices pouring from her tautly stretched cunt as his glistening cock surged in deep, full lunges into the warm depths of her cunt.

Her mouth hung open, her breath gasping out with each forceful entrance of his reaming tool.

Jenny's hips arched frantically, sweeping up to drive her cunt over the full length of the joy-giving organ, her muscles contracting in quick, grasping spasms to milk the last ounce of pleasure from his swollen cock.

"Oh Goddammit! I'm… I'm coming! I can't believe it… I'm coming! Coooommmmmiiiiiiinnnggggg!"

Robert was a little amazed at the quickness of her climax, but drove in desperate fury to bring her off with the maximum of erotic delight. He churned upward with his hips, bringing his cock into contact with her sensitive clit, and pushing her into the consuming grasp of her orgasm. His face beamed with pride, and with one final hump he felt her body stiffen, and then collapse into total chaos.

A groan, almost inhuman in sound, erupted from Jenny's throat. Her body twisted like some mechanical device whose wires were crossed and shorted. Her orgasm rolled over her in one huge burst that left her helpless and gasping, with Robert staring expectantly, his own release hopefully mirrored in hers.

But it was not to be. As soon as her consciousness returned, Jenny became like a frightened girl, pounding the body of some imposing rapist. She pushed and twisted until Robert rolled over, freeing her to run crying into the bathroom. All action stopped in the room and she slammed and locked the door, her wailing voice echoing off the cold tiles.