Rex Taylor: Overeager wife

She envied Belinda that glorious tan, too. It was June already and Maggie's body still had most of its winter paleness. She'd been in the back yard a few times in her bikini trying to soak up some sun, but it was a losing battle. Twice she'd seen their neighbor, who worked afternoon shift, using his binoculars to spy on her through his kitchen window.

But Belinda! Maggie made a mental note to ask the other woman if she used a sunlamp during the winter or if her tan was entirely a summer creation. Belinda's body was golden and glowing everywhere. Maggie sighed in admiration and shifted her legs. She was no longer startled from the sudden entrance of Ted and Belinda and, she, realized belatedly, it didn't really matter if they happened to catch a glimpse of her naked front.

Ooohh! She touched the bedspread, feeling the enormous wet smear there. Her fingers rubbed her still-tender cunt and brought away a few lingering drops of David's jism which were caught in her pubic hairs. It was the mingled orgasmic fluids seeping from her body which had soaked the bed. She looked at the damp stain, wondering if it would wash out.

Sucking, smacking sounds drifted into her ears and she turned her eyes upward. David was kneeling beside Ted's prone figure, his lips glued to Belinda's. They were kissing like newlyweds, oblivious to all that surrounded them, and Maggie understood for the first time what David had told her. It was true. The young couple could have free, unrestrained sex with people outside their marriage without damaging their love for each other.

David's hands stroked Belinda's shoulders, twined among the strands of golden hair that shook and jiggled with the motions of her fucking body. His lips pressed hers, drifted along her cheek to play around her ear and into the nape of her neck. As Maggie watched, David took one of his wife's hands and they locked fingers affectionately.

Maggie went onto her side, snaking across the bed and going to work on Ted's mouth with her own. He opened his eyes, saw that it was Maggie.

His lips parted and her tongue shot inside. One of Ted's hands reluctantly abandoned Belinda's tit and folded around Maggie's head as she dripped her saliva all over his face. She kissed him hungrily, signaling with her mouth that she had no regrets, no recriminations.

A sudden inspiration flooded Maggie's brain. She tugged her lips away from Ted's, wriggling her head from the embrace of his arms, and turned her attentions toward David, who was busily engaged in kissing his wife's lovely lips.

Maggie's hand bee-lined for David's crotch, crinkling through his pubic hair, finding the limp, sopping dangle of his fucked-out prick. He shifted his body to give her better access and she made a fist around his soft cock, massaging it vigorously. Come juices clung to his meat, making it slippery, but Maggie held it in a firm grip, determined to give David's cock a fresh lease on life.

Her head dropped in, tongue batting out to flog the tender knob of his cock, and she tasted a tiny droplet of his jism for the first time, finding it to be of excellent quality. Maggie's tongue bobbed around and around his cockhead, licking, scraping, and teasing the slit opening at the very peak. She worked him with her fingers at the same time, wiggling his cock as she blew her breath across its moist shaft.

She took his cock in her mouth, sucking in the limp stalk, and her hands clasped avidly upon his balls. She pinched at the scrotum, jangling the balls inside, and she heard him groan heartily. At the same time his cock began to grow inside her mouth, stiffening quickly, forcing Maggie to pull her head back lest it jam down her throat and choke her.

When she took her mouth away his cock was stiff and eager, his wet, reddened shaft jutting up at a fierce angle. His lips smacked off Belinda's and he looked toward Maggie, whose fingers were walking up and down the length of his hard-on.

Belinda and Ted, meanwhile, were in the middle of what promised to be a long, tantalizing fuck. She was still astride his body, and she was using her hips to pull sensuously at his buried cock. Almost languidly she rose and fell on Ted's prick, sighing as her ass lifted and her cunt pulled almost free of its welcome intruder, cooing and purring as she dropped once more to take his cock all the way home. From the way she fucked it was obvious that Belinda Rodgers was a woman who enjoyed taking her time.

Funny, thought Maggie. When she and Ted fucked he was on her like a brushfire, rabbiting his cock in and out, their hearts pumping frantically until the sheer force of their balling sent both of them over the top in bursts of orgasm. But now Ted was giving it to Belinda slow and easy, letting her decide how much, how fast she took inside her cunt. Maybe he was right. Maybe the experience of making love with other people and learning other techniques would be beneficial for both of them after all.

She opened her mouth and began to swallow David's cock. He slipped into her easily and cheerfully, thrusting his prick across her tongue until it triggered Maggie's gag reflex and she had to stop his progress. He pulled back considerably, withdrawing his cock until the sudden tightening of Maggie's lips advised him that he was in a comfortable position.

She moved her tongue around the head of his cock, wiping away the big drops of spit her salivary glands were exuding, and she let her head twist from side to side, up and down. Her teeth scraped gently at the hard flesh of his cock and her soft lips massaged away whatever pain that might have caused. About half of David's prick was in her mouth then, and Maggie brought her hands up to stroke the exposed portion as well as his bouncy sac of balls.

Her cheeks sucked in as she pressured him, drawing in, puffing out, and drawing in once more. The rolling of her tongue continued in an easy, rhythmic fashion. Maggie could feel the bed moving softly as Ted and Belinda fucked and she tried to make her mouth dance to the same beat. There was no need to hurry. She could suck him all night and she was sure that he could dig the idea of fucking her mouth all night too.

Maggie knew that she should feel wicked and depraved but somehow she couldn't. At that particular moment it seemed the most natural thing in the world that she should be giving head to a man in full view of her husband, that her husband should be fucking another woman in full view of Maggie. Her mouth moved skillfully on his cock, and she felt the stirring of delight in his responsive body.

Still sucking cock, Maggie shifted her eyes to stare at Ted's face. His eyes were bright and happy and she knew that he must be enjoying very much his time inside Belinda's cunt. A flicker of alarm shot across his lips. Maggie knew that expression. It meant that he had been, for a moment, on the verge of blowing his nuts. Even Belinda's slow fucking couldn't make him hold back forever. She looked up at Belinda. The other woman was breathing harder, little gasps seeping past the pearly teeth that chewed on her lower lip. Each time Ted tugged at her nipples Belinda made a soft moaning coo, and it was clear that she too was nearing her climax. Maggie could only hope that it was as good for both of them as it had been for her and David a little earlier.

She pulled back her head and now only the tip of David's cock was in her mouth. Her lips rubbed it, her teeth were locked in place behind the ridge of the cockhead, and she made an insistent, muffled noise that hummed and vibrated along his shaft. Her hand wrapped around his cock and she squeezed. Somehow, some way, he got the message she was trying to send him, and he lay down on the bed, stretching out beside her.

Maggie, propped up on her shoulder, hovered over David and worked her mouth on the head of his cock. His hand dove into her crotch and she threw a leg back to give him room. Fingers teased the lips of her cunt, slipping inside, and she knew he was about to give her a reply of the earlier fist-fuck. All his fingers were in her cunt now, and she felt him working his hand through her greasy, flowing juices, lubricating the heel of his palm for its insertion. Maggie gulped as she took him into her, but this time she knew what to expect and she could groove on the amazing job of stuffing her cunt with no need to fear any potential damage to her cuntal walls.