Donna Allen - Naughty nympho wife

Frank finally broke them apart. He'd been sitting there stroking his cock while he watched them. Now he made Peggy get on her knees. He licked her asshole, swirling his tongue outside and then inside her shitter. Then he brought the knob of his cock to her grommet and pushed it inside.

"Play with her cunt," he said to Candice. "Get her off while I fuck her ass."

Candice leaned over Peggy, kissed her neck and fondled her little tits. Then her hand moved along Peggy's belly to find her cunt. Quivering with excitement, Candice slipped two fingers inside Peggy's cunt-hole while she worked her thumb on Peggy's clit.

She could feel Frank's cock on the other side of the wall. She could feel his cock in Peggy's ass with the fingers she had in Peggy's cunt. She fucked Peggy's cunt-hole in tandem with Frank's cock. When Frank's cock came out, she pushed her fingers in. Then her fingers came out as Frank fucked his cock into Peggy's wide-open ass.

Peggy blasted off. She had a huge orgasm that left her shaking and groaning. When Frank pulled his cock out of Peggy's ass, he dangled it in front of Candice's face.

"Come on, you can have my come-load!" he said.

Candice looked at his prick. His cock had just come out of Peggy's ass, but it looked clean. He was about to shoot off.

Yes, I want it, she thought.

She leaned forward and closed her mouth over his cock-knob.

Frank grunted. He held his balls with his left hand and stroked his cock with his right hand. He watched Candice's mouth as she sucked his cock-head.

"Here it comes," he said, and the next moment his jism was spurting out of piss-hole and Candice worked her throat muscles as she swallowed his jizz.

I love it, Candice thought. She felt Peggy between her legs again, the blonde's mouth on her cunt. She had the taste of Frank's jism on her tongue and the feel of Peggy's lips on her clit. She wondered how much more she could take. Then she told herself the question was stupid. She could take whatever they had to give her.

"Here's a toast to good times," Martin said. "That's the only way to deal with the crap in this world!"

There were four of them at the restaurant table. Martin and Candice and Frank and Frank's new girlfriend Susan. The evening was Martin's idea, and it was the first time Candice and Frank had been together like this since the beginning of their affair.

She didn't like it. She was uneasy. She felt awkward and guilty and afraid Martin would somehow read her mind or Frank's mind and learn what was going on. And she was also jealous about Frank's new girlfriend. This girl was even prettier than Peggy. Candice was determined not to let Frank talk her into a threesome again. No, the hell with that. She'd see him if he wanted it, but it had to be the two of them alone.

Nothing happened during the dinner. Frank was careful not to let anything slip. He behaved just as he always did with Martin, and Martin seemed oblivious to the fact that his best friend was fucking his wife regularly. Frank, in fact, saw more of Candice's cunt these days than Martin did.

When the evening was finally over, Candice was relieved. She hadn't said much to Susan and she was glad about that, too. Maybe Frank would understand she wasn't interested in repeating what had happened with Peggy.

At home with Martin, tired after the ordeal, Candice went directly to their bedroom and started undressing. Martin looked in and offered to make her a drink, but she said she'd already had too much at the restaurant.

"You go ahead," she said. "If you feel like drinking, do it."

He came in with a highball in his hand. She had her blouse off, and after she put the blouse away Martin set his drink down and he came over to unhook her bra. He stood behind her, helped her slip off the bra and then closed his hands over her tits. "Here's the best pair in town!"

Candice leaned back against him. "Did you have a nice time tonight?"

"I always have a nice time with Frank. What do you think of Susan?"

"She seems nice enough. I wish he'd get married."

Martin chuckled as he squeezed her tits. "Frank doesn't care about marriage anymore. He says he's having too good a time being single."

"I'll bet he is."

"Christ, I love these tits. Come on, let's fuck!"

Yes, she wanted it. She rubbed her ass against his crotch and told him to give her a few minutes in the bathroom first. She slipped away from him, walked inside the bathroom and closed the door.

My husband and his best friend, she thought. Each was so different from the other. She finished undressing in the bathroom and then she cleaned her pussy and ass. A sudden idea came to her and with a quiver she reached for the bottle of baby oil she kept on a shelf. Yes, why not? Maybe she could get Martin to finally do it. She oiled her asshole, dripped some oil on her middle finger and then worked her finger around inside her shitter. Now if she could coax him into fucking her ass, she'd be ready for him. God, she did love to be poked back there! Even her finger felt good.

Martin had such a gorgeous cock and she knew it would feel wonderful in her ass. He's my husband, she thought. He's the one who ought to be fucking my ass, not his best friend.

Martin was naked on the bed when she came out. He'd finished his drink and he was waiting for her. "You look good," he said. "Maybe I've been neglecting you."

"Well, maybe you have."

She slipped onto the bed and kissed him. He ran his hand down her back and squeezed her ass. "Does the little girl want a lollipop?"

"Yes, the little girl loves a lollipop!" She went down on him, scooting around to get her face over his crotch, and then she took his cock in her mouth and started sucking. He had such a nice cock-head, a fat and juicy plum of a cock-knob. She always loved sucking his cock. Tonight she wanted it even more than ever. Somehow it made up for the turmoil over Frank. She sucked Martin's cock, tickled his piss-hole with her tongue, then the underside of his cock and even his balls. He was never enthusiastic about her sucking his balls, not like Frank was, but she did it anyway. She took each ball in her mouth, worked it around and then spit it out again. Finally she pulled away from him, rose up on her knees and then lowered her head onto the pillow.

"Fuck me, honey. Do it tome from behind!"

Martin chuckled as he moved behind her ass. He teased her about being horny. He stroked her ass and tickled between her cunt-lips. Finally he slipped his cock inside her cunt-hole and started fucking her.

She stretched her legs wide apart, reached underneath to grab his balls. She held his balls as he fucked her, puffing at the sac, bouncing his balls with her fingers. His cock felt so good sliding in and out of her cunt.

"Martin, fuck my ass!"

"What?"

"Take it out and put it in my ass!"

"I thought that's what you said."

"Go on, do it."

"You really want that?"

"I wouldn't ask if I didn't want it. I just want to know what it's like."

He pulled out of her cunt. "Okay, we'll find out. I'll get some Vaseline."

She wouldn't tell him she'd already oiled her asshole. Now she realized he might be put off if he thought she'd planned it.

She waited for him. He came back from the bathroom with a jar of Vaseline. She looked over her shoulder and watched him smear the grease on his cock. She thought he seemed nervous but it was hard to tell. He certainly wasn't as confident as Frank.

Then Martin was ready, moving behind her with one hand on her ass and the other holding his cock. "I'll stop if it hurts."

"All right, I'll tell you."

She didn't expect it to hurt. She wondered whether she ought to fake it, but she decided that was crazy, she wouldn't fake something like that.