Norma Egan - Boy hungry wife

"Oh, Tom, darling," Stacy sighed, "I'm so glad you could make it. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to get over on a week night."

"I told Ginger I had to go back to the office," Tom said a little sheepishly. "That gives us a couple hours."

"Marvelous," Stacy said with a big bright smile. "And this time we don't have to do it on the ouch. We can use my bed."

So just about the time Ginger was shyly but eagerly leading Sonny towards the bed, Stacy was grabbing Tom's hand and taking him down the hall to her bedroom. When they got there, Tom started fumbling out of his clothes as fast as he could, but Stacy maddeningly took her time, sitting down to remove her shoes and stockings, slowly pulling her dress off over her head.

Tom, already naked, flopped onto the bed and watched her with hot hungry eyes. She grinned naughtily at him as she reached around and unhooked her pink lacy bra. She drew it away slowly, and her pert pointed tits wobbled out. She dropped the bra on the floor and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her matching lacy panties. She began inching them down.

"Stacy, for Christ's sake," Tom panted, "we haven't got all night."

"We've got plenty of time, darling," Stacy said calmly. "it's no fun when you hurry."

Her panties were halfway down, the first light blonde curls of her muff popping into view. She turned a little and Tom next saw the saucy firm little globes of her ass. Around she came, now showing her whole platinum bush. It seemed to take forever, but finally the panties slithered down her legs and she stepped out of them.

She walked over to the bed, and Tom grabbed her and pulled her down beside him, pawing her hungrily. He'd been thinking about her all day, about her fiery-hot juicy little snatch, and he could hardly wait to get his cock into her. After a brief moment of kissing and caressing, he wiled her onto her back and started to push her legs apart.

Then to his annoyance she clamped her legs shut. "What the hell?" he panted. "Don't you want to get it on?"

"Of course, darling," she purred, "but getting it on is more than just fucking. There are so many nice things we can do to each other first. For instance, I could suck your cock."

That suggestion made his anger go away, replaced by hot wicked lust. Secretly he'd always wished Ginger would go down on him, but he was ashamed to ask. Stacy had sucked his meat a little yesterday, and it'd been great. Yes, he'd definitely like to try it again.

"Okay," he said, "but be careful. I'm so damned horny, I could easily come in your mouth."

"Let me worry about that," Stacy said with a mischievous grin. "Now just bend over me and sit. Yes, like that."

Tom was straddling her chest, sitting lightly on the pilky swelling of her boobs. His cock was already stiffly erect, a long thick pole of white flesh capped with a big purple knob-like head. He looked at Stacy's tiny pink-glossed mouth and wondered how the hell she was going to take that huge hard-on inside.

But Stacy had no trouble. Gentle and expert, she bent his stiff cock down, opened her lips, got the fat purple cock-head firmly inside, and then gave a powerful sustained suck. Tom felt his sensitive swollen prick suddenly enclosed by her juicy red-hot mouth, sinking in all the way to his taut full nut sacs. The pleasure was sharp and dizzying.

"Awwwwww, Christ, YES!" he gasped.

Stacy took the fat head of his prick right into her slick hot throat. She made little excited humming and gurgling noises as she started to suck his dick. Her sucking was fast and powerful and it made an obscene slurping noise that excited hell out of Tom. Often in his fantasies he'd imagined a beautiful woman sucking loud and fast on his cock like she was starved for it. Now it was happening.

"Jesus, that's good, Stacy," he whined. "Oh, Christ, yes, yes. Suck my meat, baby, don't stop."

Stacy wickedly winked at him and made her sucking even faster and harder. Tom couldn't understand how she kept his whole swollen dick in her tiny mouth, but it sure felt great. He loved the sliding juicy action of her mouth and tongue around his sensitive prick. The only trouble was, he was getting so roused that he might not be able to control himself.

"Hey, honey," he panted, "you better quit now. I might come in your mouth."

Stacy briefly released his pole-like spit soaked cock and said huskily, "But, darling, I WANT you to come in my mouth. I want to taste your come."

Her words made Tom so wickedly excited that she'd hardly sucked his meat back into her steamy little mouth before he started to shoot. He yelped, moaned, and felt his jism jetting out. Instinctively he pumped his cock jamming the squirting head down her throat, but Stacy took it calmly. She gurgled hungrily and swallowed his salty come as fast as it shot from his cock. When his limp prick finally slipped from her mouth, she licked her lips and grinned.

"Holy shit," Tom panted, "that was great. I never got off like that before. You deserve a reward. You name it, baby, you got it."

Stacy gave him a wicked grin and said, "Eat my pussy."

"You bet," Tom laughed.

He scooted down and opened her legs, spreading them wide, bending her knees back. Stacy cooperated, still grinning. He looked hungrily at her dainty pink slit, the fringe of light blond curls, the little wet mouth of her box. He opened the furry lips of her mons and ogled the fat pink button of her cunt. Stacy just lay there grinning, not ashamed to show him everything. If only Ginger could be like that! "Any special thing you'd like?" Tom asked.

"I'll let you know," Stacy grinned. "You could start by licking my clit."

Tom instantly flopped down, stuck out his tongue, and applied the slick hot tip to the pea-size lump of her cunt. He licked and lashed the little pink nub, and Stacy squealed with delight, her hot cunt cream flooding out to wet his chin. He licked her tasty little button until it was erect and throbbing.

"Lovely, darling," Stacy purred. "Now stick your tongue up my cunt."

Tom was ready to do anything for her after that terrific blow job she'd given him. He pressed his face farther down in her steamy little pussy, tickled around with his tongue, and found the slick tight hole of her cunt mouth. He started to snake his thick tongue inside.

"Ooooooooo," Stacy squealed, "Yes! I love that, darling. Put your tongue in as far as it will go."

Tow obeyed, thrusting his tongue clear to the root in her fiery-hot, cream-filled little hole. He remembered what she'd liked yesterday and began using his tongue like a cock, jerking hard and fast thinking he'd bring her off this way. Stacy mooned with delight and creamed furiously around his jerking tongue, but presently she pushed his head away.

"Now my ass," she panted. "Stick your tongue in my asshole, Tom."

He thought it was kind of a weird request, but also kind of exciting. He pressed the tip of his tongue to the little brown wrinkled mouth of her bumhole and started to go in. The opening was very very tight, but he managed to get inside, thrusting his long thick tongue as deep as he could in the gripping pungent passage.

"Ahhhhhhh, God!" Stacy gasped. "Darling, that's wonderful. Move your tongue in my ass lover, make me come."

Tom began the swift hard cock stabbing motion of his tongue, and Stacy kept up a continuous hoarse moan of pleasure. She was bucking and creaming all over his face. Then suddenly she arched her body, gasped, and began to come. Tom felt her tighy hot bumhole squeezing his tongue.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Stacy wailed. "Yes, I'm comnnnn!"

When her spasms had finally died down, she giggled and pushed Tom off her. Bending low over his belly, eyeing his limp moist cock, she said, "See, I told you it was more fun when we don't hurry. We did all those nice things to each other, and now we're ready to ball."