Stanley Redman - Mark_s wandering wife vol. II

"Oooohhhh… it's beautiful, Darling… beautiful. Harder, my precious. Do it harder for me!"

"No," he said abruptly, raising his head. "All of that's later. I only wanted you to know what it means to me… how much I love it… and you, tonight anyway."

"Ooohhh… yes, Darling," she gasped. "I understand. Tonight's our night, isn't it? Yes… yes… let's not do anything to spoil it. That was beautiful, Lover. But now… come up here and fuck me. Hurry!"

He whimpered, himself, and moved up over her on the car seat, loosening his pants and freeing his rock-hard prick. He crawled above her face and kissed her. She tasted, her own self on his lips and tongue, causing further sensations of delight to spiral through her.

"Christ," he said. "You're so young… so Goddamned young. Just a child… beautiful and delicious."

"I'm your child tonight, Byron… young, excited, and wanting to learn about love," she answered truthfully.

"You have a husband," he hissed.

"Not really… just a boy who's all involved now. Part of this is for him… I think. Tonight, before it's all over, we'll know…"

"It's all insane," Byron said. "You know I have a wife and children back in Rio Lado. You understand that, don't you?"

"I understand even more than that… even more than you know, Byron, Darling," Laurie whispered to him. "You'll be the next Governor of this State… please believe me. I know what I'm saying. Before this night's over, it'll be settled… I'm certain of it. But right now, Darling… love me, will you?"

"Oh shit!" he blurted, crawling up over her.

God, she wanted it so bad… and then it came… the smooth round head probing, slipping up between the spread lips of her hungry vagina… up and down… up and down… separating entangled hair, insinuating, seating itself… until it slowly, delectably, moved into her… up and up and up… almost never ending… filling her to enchanting capacity.

Momentarily, he rocked above her, allowing her to acclimate to his presence inside her palpitating cunt; he used short, baby strokes at first, and then her body reacted of its own volition. Slowly, as he increased his pace and the length of his stroke, Laurie sensed her whole being responding willingly and she squirmed and writhed beneath him.

"Darling," she rasped once more. "Oh Darling!" She lost herself in the increasing long, raking, pistoning movements of his plunging cock… ever, ever digging into her as if he were trying to bury the lower half of himself inside her. Dear mercy, her vagina seemed all-consuming, incredibly canaverous and naked, the pressure already rising to the boiling point, a pinnacle she couldn't wait to achieve.

"Fuck!" he blurted. "It's too much… too much! My balls'll burst!"

"My sweet… my lover… my darling," she whimpered in agony, and then she convulsed beneath him, clinging to him as if she were in the middle of the ocean going down for the third time, crashing her crotch up against his driving rod of iron flesh… the flood sweeping over her, up from her loins and thighs toward her breasts in a mad, mad release, the excruciating, agony of bliss blowing the breath from her like a gigantic fist striking her in the belly. She screamed.

Once, twice, three times, she gave forth her cries of animal ecstasy, jerking convulsively under him for a long time while his gasps grew hoarser and hoarser, his strokes slower and more forceful, until he breathed one, long low exclamation and, his prick penetrated her womb and she clasped her arms around him passionately, holding him while he shot a stream of hot, white sperm into her eagerly, anticipating and receptive loins.

They lay for a long while, then, smoked a cigarette before straightening up and going inside.

Somewhere along the way, unbeknownst to him where or when… only that it was positively so… Phillip had become obsessed with the ideas that he was playing the puppet. Even as she sucked ravenously at his lust-hardened shaft the thought besieged him, a puppet, like her husband… "Mark agrees with what I tell him to agree with…" that even his genitals were no longer his own, but completely possessed by her… this lovely blonde creature who had bewitched him as long as he could remember. He lay on his back watching her haunched between his spread legs, her long silken hair teasing at his belly and thighs, her pink-tipped hard-nippled breasts swaying and dancing as her head bobbed up and down over him. An uncontrollable chill stiffened his body as he thought of what she was doing, and he watched the elasticity of her lips around the wet, sensitive flesh, feeling the warm moistness of her mouth and tongue… her tongue that was laving the underside of the sensitive head of his prick imprisoned beyond her ovaled, sucking lips.

He couldn't contain the occasional groans emitting from deep in his chest, yet even in his ecstasy he suddenly realized that whatever sorcery she had once held him with, the spell was broken, her charisma gone. It struck him as an abrupt awakening, seemingly telegraphing a jolting shock through his whole nervous system. He gaped down at her lust-contorted face with the protruding lips descending nearly the entire length of the wet, glistening staff of his cock, her hands dropping to cup and massage the soft, velvety skin of his hair-covered balls affectionately, while the other pinched gently with thumb and forefinger at the base of the pulsating organ. Then, she began to suck steadily, rhythmically, up and down and with a little twisting motion of her swirling tongue on the upstroke, flicking its tip maddeningly in and around its tiny orifice and causing him to tense his loins and raise his head, her grotesque sucking mouth instigating a feeling of mild revulsion to blend with the sensations of lust she had aroused in him.

He'd been a fool… a blind fool! He'd betrayed the love of his beautiful sweet Laurie for this evil, power-hungry bitch! Oh God… he hoped it wasn't too late… He tried to think, but she'd begun to suck harder, nipping now and then with her small white teeth, and he couldn't contain the grunts of carnal delight rolling from his lips. Suddenly, she slipped her hands beneath his buttocks, cupping his ass-cheeks in her small palms, raising his loins up tighter to her face, her tongue lashing at his prick furiously. A sadistic desire to hurt her, destroy her, suddenly overwhelmed him. He rammed his pelvis up at her face and watched his cock disappear into her throat as she plunged her mouth down onto it acceptingly with a tormenting hum that vibrated to the very depths of his bowels.

His brain whirled in erotic confusion. Vaguely, he'd hoped that she might choke, but she didn't, only the continuing blissful sucking and the rising and falling of her head, the pink ridges of flesh pulling from her mouth as her lips clung possessively to his prick, her tits jouncing, swinging as she labored over him, tiny beads of moisture forming on the sides of her soft, voluptuous body, the hot breaths from her nostrils taunting the hairs of his pelvis as she lowered her head, absorbing his throbbing cock into her throat cannabalistically… bobbing up and down, up and down… sucking insanely, as if to draw the very marrow from his bones… until tiny cyclones of seething pressure began to build in his balls, and he stiffened and thrust his cock up at her driving it even further into her moist, sucking mouth.

"Oh Christ, you bitch!" he blurted viciously. "Suck it, damn you! Harder! Harder!" And he clenched his teeth and drew his lips back savagely… because… because here it comes! He was going to come right in her whore mouth! He groaned gutturally, his throat and mouth torturously dry as his pumping balls began to force the hot, thick sperm in wild jerking spurts up through the shaft to spew spasmodically from its tip in long white streams, causing her cheeks to bloat and hollow as she swallowed rapidly the thick deluging gushes to keep from choking. He wound his hands in her hair with brutal force as she continued to suck frantically and he shot his hot semen deep into her hollowing throat, clutching at her head, finally locking his fingers behind it and ramming his squirting prick even further and further into her receptive gullet… until at last, he was empty, letting free and falling back while she coughed and gasped to catch her breath… still, she continued to suck, but gently now as his member fell limp, deflating in her mouth while she drew and licked the last drop from it.