David Ingram - Swinging Teachers

He was naked now and approached the bed. Her tits looked so fat and round, the nipples big and dark, and her belly heaved with excitement.

“God, you look good, Mac,” she hissed. “So nice and big. I was hoping you’d be big. Are you going to put it in me?”

“Yes.” He went to his knees beside the bed and leaned forward between her legs. “But first I think I’ll kiss it and make it nice and wet.”

A shiver raced up her spine. “It’s already nice and wet,” she said. “I’ve been leaking since your first kiss on the couch.”

“When I kiss a pussy, I want it wet,” he said, and leaned forward, pressing his half opened mouth to her cunt.

She moaned, “Yes, kiss it!”

He suckled her with his lips and she tasted ripe, well overdue, just the way he liked. She had a lot of hair and it got in his mouth. With his fingers, he brushed it aside, opening her lips at the same time, and pushed his tongue deep into her hole.

“Oh, God, I like that,” she cried, grabbing his head with both hands. She held him in tight while his tongue went in and out. “If you keep that up you’ll make me come,” she gasped.

He held the lips open and fucked her with his tongue. She was wet and slippery in there and ready for something bigger; besides, he wanted her to come on his prick; he could always make her come with his mouth. Women come so easy that way.

Mac raised his head quickly. “I think it’s time to fuck,” he said.

“I think so, too,” Vera said.

“Slide up on the bed; I want to get that big belly under me.”

Vera slid to the middle of the bed, planted both feet firmly, and let her knees fall open. “Come on, big man, I’m ready; put it in.”

Mac came between her legs and looked at her open pussy. An easy target, he thought, and gripped his pecker.

“Let me,” Vera said, reached down and took hold of his prick. She slid the thick knob back and forth between the lips, nuzzled it hard against her clit, and then pressed it to the hole. “Ah, yes, honey, now push it in,” she sighed.

The tip was already imbedded and one thrust pushed it halfway in.

“Ahhhhhhh,” Vera moaned. “Feels so nice. I love it. All the way, shove it all the way.”

He let himself down on her bulging stomach and hunched, pushing his prick all the way in. He let it soak for a minute before he started fucking. He fucked with long strokes, slow on the way out, thrusting in hard and fast, then slow out again.

“Aw, honeeeee… that feels so good. Fuck me hard… jeez, keep going; don’t stop until I come. I’m not too far away now.”

She lay still, her eyes closed, her mouth open, and let him thrust into her. His cock was so big; it felt so good.

“Yeah, honey, like that,” she gasped, her hips coming up off the bed. “Goddamn, getting close, feels so good, so fucking good. I love to fuck, Mac, love it, love it. Makes me feel so nice. I… I… I’m gonna come, Mac, I’m gonna come. AW, FUCK… “

Mac ended her sentence with his mouth, his tongue sliding deep. She had a nice cunt. It was sloppy wet, and big, too; but it still wrapped tight around his cock, clinging and sucking, holding the shaft tightly. He could feel the thick foreskin ride back and forth over his glans inside the contracting hole. It was obvious that she was coming – her body trembled. It was gratifying to have her come like that while he still had control of himself. He pulled out, but still remained on top of her.

“You didn’t come?” she said softly.

“No, but I will before we finish.” He lifted up. “Roll over and get on your knees. I want to take you from behind.”

“Not in my ass,” Vera said.

“No, but it isn’t a bad idea.”

Vera rolled over and weakly kneeled. “Don’t take too long; I can’t stay up. I’m too weak.”

Mac was behind her and had his cock in. It slid easily all the way. He liked it like this. He could feel her tits and caress her belly and slide his hand down and rub her clit while he fucked.

He felt her tits until her nipples were hard again. Then he caressed her stomach until his fingers slid into the hair. He spread the top of her cleft and massaged the hard clit, shoving hard with his cock. Vera was soon rocking under him, moans slipping from her lips.

“God, I think I can come again,” she cried. “Oh, Jesus, I know I can come again… I’m almost there.”

Mac was slumped over her, one hand holding her tit, the other at her clit while he thrust steadily into her. She was jerking hard now, her cushiony ass cheeks bouncing against his stomach.

“Oh, yeah… “ she cried. “Oh, yeah, I’m coming… fuck, am I ever coming!”

Mac felt her legs go out, pulling him free. He was about to come, too, and quickly pushed her onto her side. Gripping his cock in his fist, he moved up beside her on his knees, then gave two quick jerks and spewed his thick come onto her face. She was breathing through her mouth and the stuff ran off her cheek onto her nose and into her mouth. She didn’t move while he milked himself out.

“That wasn’t nice,” she finally said.

“Your fault,” he said.

“My legs just gave out. I couldn’t help it.”

“Okay, we’re even.” He was grinning, still holding his prick.

She grinned, too, and wiped at her gooey lips with her tongue.

Mac dressed quickly, aware of the danger for the first time. Vera still reclined on the bed. “You’d better go in and wash your face and get dressed,” he said.

“Just like a man,” she retorted, and got up and went into the toilet. She returned quickly and started dressing.

“We took and awful risk,” Mac said.

“Yes, I know.”

“Don’t you care?”

“I wanted it so bad I guess I didn’t. Maybe the risk added to the excitement.”

“It did for me,” Mac said. Of course, he knew most of the risk was hers. Winnie wouldn’t care, maybe she’d even approve, and he certainly wasn’t afraid of Dan.

Vera suspected that she hadn’t really cared, maybe even now, after it was over. Dan had been accusing her for so long she might subconsciously want to get caught. Of course, Dan was right, even if he didn’t know for sure. She was a tramp; she liked to fuck.

“Anyway, we didn’t get caught,” she said.

“What if Dan walked in now?”

“I’m dressed. I could say you were showing me the house.”

Mac laughed. “I’ll show you the house any time you like.”

“I may want to see it again soon,” she said.

“Hey, tomorrow is a school day; we better break up the bridge game.” He looked at his watch. “Geez, after midnight.”

Dan protested, but Mac ended the game and got everyone on their way. He could tell that Dan wasn’t interested in how his wife had passed her time while he was playing. He was the kind of slob that assumed she was watching television or taking a nap – by herself.

“Jesus, that nut is really a fanatic,” Winnie said, after they were in the bedroom. She sat on the bed naked, smoking a cigarette. Her big tits looked round and fat, accentuated by the dark-circled nipples.

“Who’s that?” Mac said, pushing his pants down for the second time that night.

“That silly bastard Dan. I was his partner and he had to play for a quarter a cent a point. We lost twenty-five bucks.”

“I thought you were a better player than that.”

“I am, and he’s a damn good player. Our opponents had some shit house luck. We were just starting to win when you came out and broke it up. I think Dan would have played all night.”

“Will be play anything else?” Mac said.

“I don’t know, all he thought about tonight was bridge. I rather doubt it.”

“His wife is hot to trot.”

“How do you know?” She looked at him suspiciously.