Donna Allen - Naughty nympho wife

"Here's to us," Frank said.

Candice sipped her drink and then looked at him. "We've got to be careful, Frank. I don't want Martin ever to find out."

Frank chuckled. "Then don't tell him. He certainly won't learn anything from me. I just hope he doesn't suddenly decide to keep you busy!"

"I feel guilty."

"The hell with that. If he gave you what you wanted, you wouldn't be her. Isn't that right?"

She felt so awful about Martin now. "Yes, I guess so."

"Come on, Candice. You can't be in the dumps on me tonight. We're going to have a good time. That's why we're here, remember?"

"Yes."

"Smile. Show me a smile!"

She smiled. "All right, I won't think about Martin anymore!"

"That's better." He leaned towards her and they kissed. She opened her mouth and accepted his tongue and in a moment she was carried away.

Never mind Martin, she thought. She was having the time of her life with Frank. Her excitement was so intense, she could feel herself trembling.

Then he broke the kiss and looked down at her legs. He touched her knees, slowly pushed her dress back along her thighs. "Show me your legs!"

A quiver ran through her. She pushed his hand away and used her own hands. "Can anyone see us?"

"No one can see us," Frank said.

She pulled her dress all the way back until her white thighs were visible above the tops of her black net stockings.

Frank gave a low whistle. "Fantastic!"

Candice giggled. "Do you like them? I just bought them today. The garterbelt is red!"

He moved closer to her and kissed her again. This time he slipped his hand between her thighs. His fingers found her cunt-mound. He stroked the bulge of her pussy through the nylon of her panties. Once again she wished she'd bought those crotchless panties. With an open crotch, his fingers would now be touching her bare cunt-flesh.

As he continued kissing her and stroking her cunt beneath her dress, she moved her hand to his lap and felt for his cock. When she found it, she closed her whole hand over it and squeezed it.

He broke the kiss again. "Come on, let's go inside!" They rose with their drinks and moved off the balcony and into the living room. Candice felt wonderful. She liked the way he didn't rush things. It was still early and they had the whole night ahead of them. She was so thankful now that she'd been clever enough to buy the garterbelt and nylons.

Frank kissed her again, took her drink out of her hand and told her to take the dress off.

"Let me see what's underneath. Let me see what you bought."

She found it terribly exciting to strip for him. She slipped out of the dress and stood there in her underthings while he looked at her. She could see the heat in his eyes. She took her drink from him and sipped it and then handed it back to him. Reaching behind her back with her hands, she unsnapped her bra and peeled it off. Her tits swung back and forth as her body moved. Her nipples were hard. She felt so turned on. She cupped her tits in her hands and pulled gently at her nipples.

"I'm doing things with you I never did with anyone," she said.

Frank chuckled. "Well, that's good. Now the panties."

The panties came off. She was thrilled by the lewdness of it, the exhibitionism. It was marvelous to be standing there in front of him wearing nothing but a garter belt and nylons and heels, her tits and pussy and ass naked under his gaze. She felt more female than even before, more female and ready for fucking.

Frank was obviously also affected. He stared at her, his eyes feasting on her as they moved over her body. He hadn't looked at her ass yet. He was having his fill of her legs and cunt-bush and tits. She wondered if he had a hard-on. Yes, of course he did. She could see the bulge of it, and when she'd felt him before, his prick had been halfway there.

"I ought to take a picture of you," he said. Candice groaned. "Oh Frank, we can't."

"Maybe some other time. Anyway, you look gorgeous!"

She saw herself now in one of the living room mirrors. Bare pussy and swinging tits. She did look gorgeous. God, what a turn-on.

Frank unzipped his fly and brought his cock out. He sat there stroking his cock while he looked at her. She thought it was incredibly sexy for him to do that. She watched his hand slowly pumping his cock. She thought how exciting it would be to watch him jerk off all the way some time. His jism shooting put of his pisshole. She'd never seen a man do that. She couldn't imagine Martin doing it.

Frank called her to him and she stepped forward. She stood between his legs as he raised his hands to her tits. He pulled at her tits, forcing her to bend over him. In a moment he had his mouth on her tits, his lips and teeth nibbling at her nipples.

After that he made her turn round so that he could play with her ass. She quivered as he fondled her ass-cheeks. He made her bend forward all the way.

"Spread your legs and grab your ankles!" he said.

She did it. Her body was limber enough and she often did it during her exercises. She thought it was terribly lewd to be so spread open for him. Her cunt and ass in his face. He stroked her thighs and ass and then he started sucking her cunt from behind. This was the first time a man had sucked her this way and she loved it.

When he had his fill of her cunt, he moved his mouth along her ass-crack to her asshole. She moaned as she felt his lips touch her grommet. She felt so wide open. He started licking her whole and the feel of his tongue was unbelievably delicious.

First he licked and then he started sucking. Now the feeling was more intense. She felt his tongue push inside. He slithered his tongue in and out of her ass as she maintained her bent over position. She was beginning to feel the strain of bending over, but somehow it added to the pleasure of the feel of his tongue in her ass. Frank Mason's tongue in her ass. Martin's best friend was sucking her asshole. "Frank, I can't hold this position much longer!"

She straightened up. He pulled his mouth away, squeezed her ass-cheeks and chuckled. "You like getting your ass gobbled?"

"Yes, I love it!"

She felt him fooling with her pussy again. Then she felt his fingers carrying her cunt-juice to the crack of her ass and her asshole. She closed her eyes and groaned as he slipped a finger inside. He churned the finger around gently inside her shit-tube. "Relax, Candice. Just let yourself go and relax."

He reached over to a small table, opened a drawer and brought out a small bottle of something. She looked over her shoulder and found him pouring something out of the bottle onto his fingers. "What's that?"

"It's nothing, just a little body oil. Bend over a little, not too much, just a little."

She did what he wanted. She was so turned on, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She was afraid to ask what his intentions were. She moaned as she felt his finger push inside her ass again. This time the entrance was smooth and easy. Then he pulled the finger out almost to the end and joined another finger to it. A shudder ran through her as she felt his two fingers slide inside her lubricated asshole. "Oh, Frank!"

"Nice?"

"I shouldn't let you do this."

He laughed at her. He told her he could tell she loved it. He screwed his two fingers around inside her ass and told her she was getting loose now. Soon he had his fingers fucking slowly in and out of her asshole.

"I'm going to come!" she said. She couldn't help it. The feel of his fingers in her ass was marvelous and she was completely wiped out. She dropped a hand to her cunt and started rubbing her pussy while he finger-fucked her ass.

She came in a moment, squirming her pussy beneath her hand as he reamed her asshole. "Oh my God!"

After she recovered, he pulled his fingers out of her ass and he rose and kissed her. "I'm crazy about you!"