Norma Egan - Boy hungry wife

Tom brought his mouth gently down on her left nipple and slowly enclosed it sucking the soft red flesh into the fierce heat and wetness of his mouth. He sucked the whole thing inside, tickling rapidly with his tongue, and then he started sucking fast and hungrily on her delicate cone-shaped nipple.

"Oh, God, yes!" Stacy gasped.

Her eyes fluttered, and a lusty little grin showed her little white teeth. With one hand she curled her fingers in his hair, and with the other she clawed his shoulder. She was hotly excited, and she wasn't ashamed to show it. As he sucked, he felt her soft nipple going erect and hard in his mouth. When he finally released it, it stood stiff and nub-like next to her other soft unaroused nipple.

"Hey, I'm lopsided now," Stacy giggled. "You better do the other one."

"Glad to, ma'am," Tom laughed.

He brought his mouth down on her other nipple and sucked it in.

Stacy moaning and clawing in her excitement. It didn't take much of his hot hungry sucking to make the nipple erect and pointed like its twin. In fact her whole tit was swelling up firm and hot with arousal. Tom knew he was going too far, getting her too horny, but he just couldn't bear to stop. Not now, not, yet.

"You bad boy," Stacy teased, "look what you've done."

They looked down at her wet red nipples, erect and bumpy globe-like jugs all swollen and taut. Tom felt sheepish, knowing he'd gotten Stacy hotly horny when he didn't intend to do anything about it. It would hive been kinder if hed just left.

It was as if she read his thoughts. "You can't leave me like this, you naughty tiling," she said. "I won't be able to stand it. Here, maybe you could do what unit did yesterday."

She took his hand and set it down on the plump rise of her mons. Through her tight shorts Tom could feel the fierce heat or her body and the springy curls of her bush. He remembered how he'd brought her off yesterday, fiddling with her cunt. Well, all right, he owed her that much – and technically it wasn't adultery.

"Take my shorts off," she said huskily. "Then you can touch me better."

Tom didn't need much urging. He wanted another look at her pretty little blonde muff and her ripe scarlet tit. Stacy grinned and raised her butt off the couch while he unzipped her shorts and tugged thorn off. Sure enough, she wasn't wearing panties. Tom's mouth watered as he looked at the pretty platinum puff of curls over her mona.

"There," Stacy purred, "now you can play warn my pussy."

Tom eagerly laid his hand on the warm springy curls of her bush and wiggled a finger inside till he found the fat little button of her clit. He started to finger the slick hot lump, and Stacy moaned and spread her legs wider, letting him see the moist red of her pussy.

"Ummmmm, yes, darling," she sighed, "rub my clit. Ohhhhh, I love that."

Again be thought of the contrast to his wife. Ginger would never have said such a thing, new told him she liked it. But then he'd never touched Ginger's pussy. He was afraid she'd be shocked and angry. He had no such fears with Stacy. She as creaming all over his hand.

"Oh, Tom, that's sooo nice," she pouted. "But, darling, it'd be better if you'd use your mouth instead of your hand."

Tom blushed beet red. He had never gone down on a woman in his life. He'd considered it unnatural and evil, but at this moment he felt a strong urge to lick and taste her pretty rod pay. Also, he was ashamed to tell her that he didn't know how to give head. He could just bull his way through it maybe.

"All right," he said.

Stacy grinned delightedly and opened her legs wantonly wide, putting one leg up over the back of the couch and letting the other dangle off the edge. Tom got between her legs and looked eagerly at the rich red flesh of her gash, her fat pussylips, little dot of a clit, and the small recessed mouth of her cunt. It was all encircled with a delicate fringe of light blonde curls. He felt no hesitation. She looked delicious to him.

Tom plunged his face into her steamy fragrant crotch, stuck out his tongue, and began licking back and forth over her pussy, from the moist little mouth of her snatch up to the hot wet button of her clit. Stacy gasped and arched her body upward to increase the friction, and her voice came out hoarse and horny.

"Ohhhhh, God, yes," she moaned, "yes, eat me, darling, eat meeee."

She started to cream heavily, uncontrollably, as Tom tickled and licked and lashed all over her hot ripe slit. He really got turned on by it, not just getting her so aroused, but the idea of licking a woman in so intimate a place. She obviously loved it, too, her whole body flushing pink with lusty excitement.

"Oh, darling, that's so good," she whimpered, "Ijust love your tongue on my pussy. Don't stop."

Tom had no intention of stopping. He was learning a brand-new skill, and he wanted to rind out just what she liked best. He zeroed in on her plump pink pussylips and lashed them with his slick wet tongue. He was rewarded with a hot burst of cream from her little cunt mouth. He slid his thick moist tongue over to her snatch itself, running the tip around the squirting little mouth.

"Ohhhhh, yes!" Stacy shrieked. "Yes. Tom, put your tongue up my box!"

Tom obeyed, wanting to do whatever excited her most. He slipped the tip of his tongue inside her soaked little hole, tasted her fragrant cream, pushed farther. Slowly he eased his long thick tongue all the way up her wonderfully tight hot cunt, and all the while Stacy shivered and moaned with pleasure.

"Ohhhh, darling," she whined, "you can't imagine how wonderful that feels. I love your tongue inside me, Tom. Fuck me with it, use it like a cock."

He was glad Stacy didn't hesitate to say what she liked, because he didn't know the first thing about giving head. He started to tonguefuck her, jerking his thick tongue briskly up and down her creamy hot little hole. Stacy went wild, screaming with pleasure, clawing the couch. Her tight little snatch got hot as a blast furnace, gripping his tongue greedily.

"Eeeeeee!" she squealed. "Eeeeeeee! You're making me come, eeeeeee!"

He felt the frantic convulsions of her cunt around his tongue. He wished his cock was in there instead, but he did his duty to Ginger. And he'd done his duty to Stacy, too, bringing her off. Now he'd better go home and try to forget the whole thing. He raised his head from her hot steamy pussy and wiped her cream off his face.

"Feel better?" he grinned.

"Much better," Stacy sighed. She was purring with contentment, grinning without shame. "That was lovely, Tom, just lowly."

"Well, I better go now," he said.

"Oh, no," Stacy said, grabbing his arm, "we're not finished yet. I have to do something for you, otherwise it's not fair."

"Oh, that's not necessary," Tom said.

Stacy paid no attention. She pushed him down on his back and quickly unzipped his jeans and tugged them off. His shorts went the same way. Tom knew he shouldn't allow it, but he couldn't bring himself to stop her. It would probably be very pleasant, whatever she had in mind. And they couldn't fuck, not with that limp cock.

Stacy eyed his pale wrinkled prick and said, "Why, Tom, I'm surprised. You don't even have a hard-on. But I'll take care of that in a hurry."

Just try, lady. Tom thought smugly. He'd prevented an erection by thinking of Ginger. And if he'd managed to stay soft through all the excitement of eating Stacy's pussy, then tere wasn't much she could do to out wit him.

He figured wrong.

Stacy's blonde head dipped into his lap and then he fetl a stunning blast of pleasure as she sucked his whole limp dick into her mouth. He gasped and damn near rose off the couch. He'd never had his cock sucked before and he hadn't prepared for how it would feel. He fell back limp and moaning, loving it.