Norma Egan - Boy hungry wife

Stacy was so intent on watching the two couples that she didn't notice Jerry creeping up on her. Suddenly he grabbed her from behind, his strong warm hands deftly cupping her pretty little tits giving them a playful squeeze. Stacy gasped and jumped.

"Hey, Stacy," Jerry said with a grin, "how about you and me joining the game?"

He was pressed up against her, his erect and throbbing cock settled right in the crease of her ass. Stacy felt burning lust at the touch of that nice hard prick, but her feelings of modesty were still strong.

"Oh, Jerry, I couldn't," she stammered, "not in front of other people."

"Sure, you could," he laughed, "if you get hot enough. I'll help out."

He scooped Stacy up in his arms and carried her to within a few feet of Ginger and Sonny. Stacy saw that Ginger was still sucking loudly and happily on Sonny's prick, Sonny grinning like mad, while just beyond them Tom was relentlessly working his big thick cock in June's juicy little cunt, both of them gasping with pleasure. Then Jerry set Stacy down on the grass and scrambled between her legs.

"Jerry, NO," she shrieked, "for God's sake!"

Too late. Grinning wickedly, Jerry thrust his face into her seething pussy, stuck out his tongue, and started to lick. Stacy gasped with powerful unexpected pleasure. This guy was an expert! His thick slippery tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, tickling her clit, rimming her cunt mouth, probing naughtily at the sensitive mouth of her bumhole.

"Noooooo!" she wailed feebly.

"Aw, come on, Stacy, be a sport," Ginger encouraged.

"Yeah, don't spoil the party," June panted.

By that time Stacy didn't need much encouragement. She'd never had her pussy eaten like that before. Jerry's deliciously thick tongue was snaking right up her tight pungent little asshole, and the pleasure was overwhelming. She wailed and threw her legs wide apart, creaming hotly all over his face.

"Ooooooo!" she moaned. "Yes, lick my ass. Ohhhhh!"

"I knew she'd change her mind," Ginger chuckled.

By this time Ginger had sucked Sonny's handsome slim cock into rampant stiffness, and she didn't have to tell him what to do with it. She wiled onto her back, and Sonny was right with her, scrambling between her legs, jamming the hard wet head of his cock into her boiling wet cunt. He started fucking her furiously in deep hard thrusts, groaning with excitement.

"Ohhhhh, yeah," Ginger squealed, "do it to me, Sonny. Yeah, that's great."

Stacy gawked at them, and while she was staring, Jerry whipped his tongue out of her asshole and plunged his cock up her soaked and ready cunt. Stacy gasped with pleasure as she felt the stiff thick meat snaking clear to her womb. She wailed and threw her legs up around Jerry's waist as he began to hump her, loving the fast and almost savage movements of his iron-hard prick.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she shrieked. "Fuck me, Jerry!"

Just then Tom bellowed and came, his cock pounding furiously in June's velvety gushing box. She came along with him, clawing the grass and wailing. They were closely followed by Ginger, who shrieked her pleasure and creamed hugely around Sonny's hard-driving cock. Only Sonny was still going, fucking away as if he could go forever.

That gave Ginger an idea. She was really fond of Sonny, and she knew he must be perpetually horny, being a teenager. She knew he must have all kinds of fantasies, too, about making it with glamorous grown-up women. She decided to do him a favor.

"Hold it, Sonny," she gasped. "I've had it. June, could you please take my place? I think Sonny here is gonna go all night."

"Glad to," June said with a naughty giggle.

The next thing Sonny knew, Ginger had slipped off his cock and June was on her hands and knees in front of him, presenting her pert round butt and her little wet cunt mouth. It was like all his horny fantasies come true, one woman after another. Panting with excitement, he thrust his still hard and ready cock into June's flaming-hot little cunt.

"Wow!" June gasped. "This kid can really fuck."

Sonny glowed with pride. It didn't matter if his body wasn't fully matured, that his physique couldn't compare with the adult males. The women seemed to find his performance more than satisfactory. June howled with pleasure and creamed heavily as she took the quick furious thrusts of his cock. Within a minute she was coming.

Meanwhile Jerry moaned and shot his load into Stacy's silky clinging cunt, but as he rolled off her, she still wasn't satisfied. June glanced over at her and could tell from her expression what the problem was. Her own orgasm finished, June crawled away from Sonny, whose cock was as hard and ready as ever.

"No more for me," June panted. "I'm all fucked out. Stacy, you take over."

Stacy glanced up at Sonny's handsome young prick, so stiff that it hugged his belly, and all her remaining modesty vanished in a wave of hot lust. She ran over to the kid, wrestled him down onto his back, and climbed aboard, stuffing his swollen meat into her greedy little box. She started slamming her soaked cunt up and down the delicious impalement, her cunt tight and juicy and red-hot.

"Oh, wow," Sonny moaned blissfully, deciding he was the luckiest teenager in the world.

A couple of hours and a few more rounds later, Sonny heard his mother calling him. "Shit," he said, "I gotta leave. But what am I gonna say when she asks me about the party?"

From a nearby table Ginger grabbed a box of candy tied up with a fancy ribbon. She handed it to Sonny and said wickedly, "Here, tell her we played musical chairs, and you won."

Later that evening, after all their guests had gone, Tom and Ginger cleaned up the debris of the party and then decided on one last drink before going to bed. They flopped exhaustedly into chairs in the living room.

"Man, that was some party," Tom said. "I'm bushed."

"But it was a successful party," Ginger sighed. "I think everyone had a wonderful time."

"Especially Sonny," Tom said. They bath laughed. Then he said, more seriously, "I just hope you don't end up wanting some other guy instead of me. That's been worrying me a lot, Ginger."

"Oh, Tom, I'd never do that," she said earnestly. "I love you. I've been worrying about that, too – you leaving me for somebody else."

"Never," said Tom. "You're my wife, and I intend to keep it that way. Only…" He trailed off, not wanting to hurt her feelings by referring to their lousy sex life. But to his surprise, Ginger seemed to read his mind.

"Only we're not so hot in bed together," she said unhappily. "I know, Tom. What are we going to do?"

"I really don't know, honey," Tom sighed. "I'm so tired right now, I can't think. Why don't we take a hot bath and go to bed, talk about it tomorrow?"

"Whatever you say," Ginger replied.

She felt they ought to talk about it, but she didn't want to be a nag. They went to the bedroom, undressed, and headed for the bathroom. They'd been taking showers together ever since they married, and it used to be quite a turn-on, but lately they'd hardly noticed each other's presence. Ginger turned on the water and they stepped into the big shower stall.

As they began showering, Ginger noticed for the first time in months how really attractive Tom was, with his deep tan and rippling muscles and hair-matted chest. She wondered sadly why he couldn't make love to her like he did the other women, with lots of groovy foreplay and long ecstatic fucking. Why did it always have to be so plain with her?

Tom noticed his wife's lush big-breasted body for the first time in ages, realizing that of the three women at the party, Ginger was easily the most attractive. But why did she have to behave like a zombie in bed? Why couldn't she let herself go and be passionate, like June and Stacy? Maybe it was just him. She'd seemed wild enough with Jerry and Sonny.