Norma Egan - Cheating Spouses

Carol pretended to take pity on him. “Well, all right,” she said primly. “But that’s all you get, just a look.”

“Sure, sure,” Tom said, already tugging down her panties.

He tossed the little garment aside and gawked ravenously at Carol’s sweet little triangle of golden muff-fur. Carol felt wickedly excited by the naughty game she was playing and her starved pussy flamed with need. When Tom gently moved her thighs apart, she didn’t resist. She’d pretend it was part of the “just looking” agreement. He drew her legs wide open, pushed them bent at the knees, and stared at her luscious golden-fringed gash.

“That lucky sonofabitch John,” he sighed.

Carol thought how ironic that was. John was hardly aware any more that she even had a pussy. But she quickly dismissed John from her thoughts. It was such a turn-on to have a man wanting her so desperately, especially a guy as attractive as Tom. She struggled to suppress her horny quivering as he stared and stared at her naked pink slit.

“Oh, Jesus, I can’t just look at that gorgeous pussy,” he moaned. “It looks good enough to eat! Please, honey, let me go down on you just a little.”

“Well, I don’t know…” Carol frowned, inwardly seething with eagerness.

“It’s not fucking,” Tom pleaded. “It’s just a little harmless fun. You’ll like it, I promise.”

Like it, hell. She’d adore it. “Well, all right,” Carol said primly. “But you have to stop when I tell you to.” Which might be a month from now, certainly not any sooner.

“Sure, honey, sure,” Tom panted.

He threw himself flat between her widely-stretched legs and she felt his hot breath fanning her naked pussy. She managed not to writhe with excitement, but she couldn’t stop the hot trickle of cunt juice that greeted his inspection. As he nuzzled into her slit, she felt her hungry pussy swelling up to meet him. His tongue tickled her tender little clit, and she barely suppressed a screech of delight.

“Easy, easy, baby,” Tom said, mistaking her quivering for nervousness. “I’ll make it real good for you.”

Carol had no doubt about that. She’d already watched him in action with Lucie. She lay back blissfully, keeping her legs wide open, waiting for the incredible sensations of having her pussy licked. She wasn’t disappointed. Tom once again pressed his tongue to her horny little joy button and began to lap, steadily, hungrily.

Heady pleasure rippled through her belly as Tom tongued her clit, and the trickle of cream from her cunt became a small steamy river. Her pussy swelled up even more in hot arousal, and her whole lovely body flushed pink with lusty excitement. She couldn’t imagine anything that would feel better than that wet lapping tongue on her eager little love-bud.

She did nothing to resist the mounting pleasure that burned through her gash, and she knew she’d be coming very soon. Why fight it? Didn’t she have a right to decent sex? Just once in her life, didn’t she have the right to experience every wild way of making love, all the exotic things John wouldn’t do in bed? Hell, yes. Yes, she was going to enjoy herself fully this time.

She wondered whether to go on with the game. When she came, which would be very soon, Tom would be sure to know it. How could she be coy after that? She didn’t get a chance to decide, for suddenly Tom pressed his mouth against her swollen wet clit and started sucking it like crazy. Carol felt her body explode in a bomb-blast of pleasure.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh!” she wailed.

No faking was possible now. She was overcome with the bliss of her orgasm, bucking, howling, creaming all over Tom’s face. He seemed startled for a moment, but he soon recovered, jamming his lips onto her clit again and sucking furiously. That intensified her climax to the point where she almost fainted.

“Eeeeee!” Carol screeched. “Eeeeeee!”

By the time her climax ended, her pussy was soaked and so was Tom’s face. He raised his head and looked at her wonderingly. Her prim expression had been replaced by a smug little smile, and her lovely face was flushed pink with satisfaction. Carol blushed and quickly rearranged her expression, appearing shy again.

“There,” Tom said triumphantly, “I got you off. I knew you’d like it. You dig making out with me, Carol, admit it. No reason why we shouldn’t go all the way.”

Carol frowned. “I don’t agree,” she said coldly. “That would be very wrong. I admit I got off, but I couldn’t help it. You were the one that suggested giving head. If you can’t be content with that, Tom, we’d better quit right now.”

“Oh, no,” he said quickly. “Just a little more… please? I didn’t mean to push you, Carol. I guess I just got carried away.”

Carol nodded, still looking stern. But her expression changed to glee when he once more nosed into her steamy wet pussy. She knew it was naughty of her to tease him like this, but it was such wicked fun. He’d get his reward pretty soon anyhow. She certainly didn’t intend to hold out on him. She just barely stifled a gasp of pleasure when she felt his slippery hot tongue rimming the mouth of her cunt.

Tom swished his tongue around and around her small moist twat-mouth, teasing, tickling. Then he slid his hands under her small firm ass and held her in place as he began to kiss and suck the mouth of her cunt. Carol quivered violently. It felt so damned exciting, she wanted to scream, but she held herself back, wanting to play the game just a little longer.

Even the lewd slurping noise of his sucking excited her. She felt her pussy swelling up again, and soon she was ragingly horny in spite of her climax. She quivered lustily when she felt his thick tongue easing into her juicy snug box. To her complete bliss, he stuffed his tongue into her all the way, spearing her on the slick stiff meat.

He began to work his tongue in her, probing deep and hard. She couldn’t keep up her pretense of reluctance any longer. She arched her pussy upward, eagerly offering him the steamy depths of her cunt, and she began to claw the bed in her excitement. Her fragrant cunt-cream gushed around his jerking tongue. She felt herself spinning helplessly toward another orgasm.

Tom gave an especially deep hard thrust with his tongue, and she was off, exploding in pleasure. “Ohhhhh, my GOD!” she wailed.

He cupped her churning ass and tongue-fucked her furiously as she came. Carol didn’t try to control her climax. She couldn’t. Her instincts took over, and she threw her long legs high in the air, moaning and creaming as she came. At last she flopped down limp and panting, and Tom took his tongue out of her cunt.

“We’re going to do it,” he said firmly. “You can’t tell me you don’t want it. Not now. Not after the way you just came.”

Carol didn’t reply. She pretended to be breathless and dizzy as she watched him get off the bed and take off his clothes. She hungrily admired his thickly-muscled body and the golden mat of hairs on his powerful chest. As he skinned out of his pants and shorts, she ogled his thick seven-inch cock. It was rigid, swollen, ready to go.

Tom scrambled back onto the bed and threw himself on her, pushing her knees apart with his strong legs. Carol couldn’t resist prolonging the game for just a few more seconds. She gasped and pushed at his shoulders, tried to close her legs. She assumed an expression of shock.

“Tom, NO!” she gasped. “I didn’t say I’d go all the way!”

Irritation flashed in his eyes, but then he took a deep breath and tried to be patient. “Baby, let me just slip it in,” he moaned. “Just put it there, see how you like it. If you don’t, I’ll stop.”

A likely story, Carol thought. But before she could think of a come-back, he’d sunk between her silky thighs and was shoving the rigid column of his cock into her slick and juicy box. He pushed clear to her womb in one delicious thrust, and she felt dizzying pleasure. There was nothing better than having her starved little cunt stuffed with thick hard cock-meat.