Donna Allen - Ever horny wife

Dudley finished undressing and quickly climbed on top of her. Pulling her head forward, he thrust his bulbous cockhead back into her mouth.

She sucked it gluttonously, aware that Wayne was jerking off and pointing his cock at her face.

Soon Wayne climbed between her legs while Dudley sat on her chest. While Dudley plunged his prick into her mouth Wayne stroked his into her cunt.

She couldn't move, but that made it all the more exciting. She was helpless and quivering with desire. While her mouth worked nimbly over one prick, her cunt sucked hungrily at the other.

Dudley's balls crashed into her nose with every stroke. He almost cut off her breathing, but she didn't care. Struggling to breathe was part of the pain-pleasure of the double-fucking.

Dudley growled as he fed her his cock. "What a mouth," he muttered. "Suck it, woman. Suck my cock!"

Her mouth was soft and moist and supple. Her lips molded themselves to his fuckmeat like a leather glove. The chick could suck.

Wayne drove his prick into her depths while he watched his friend fuck her mouth. He plowed in and out, stopping to rest at intervals.

After Wayne came he disappeared into the kitchen, and Dudley and Melanie went upstairs to bed. As they stretched out, he stared at her naked body. Leaning over, he began kissing and biting her tits.

"I haven't fucked you yet," he said. Holding her tits in his hands, he licked one nipple and then the other.

"Fuck me now," she said. "While Wayne's downstairs."

"Don't you want him to see us?" His eyes laughed at her, amused by she knew not what.

"It's not that," she said, then she suddenly cried: "Ooooohhhh, yessssss!"

He crouched over her crotch and spat on her clit. "That's cunt! I think I'll have a taste."

She moved her hands to her inner thighs and stroked, her cunt-hair. "Yes, kiss it," she said.

Extending his long tongue, he licked her cunt from clit to asshole.

"Hot pussy," he said.

"Oh, Dudley, do that!" she shrieked as he worked his thumb over her clit and thrust a finger into her pussy.

Soon he had two fingers into her cunt and he used them like a cock to excite her senses.

She wondered where Wayne was and if he planned on joining them. In a way she wanted to be alone with Dudley. She wanted to concentrate on one cock for a while.

While Dudley lashed his tongue over her cuntslit, she reached for his cock and squeezed it. She shivered when he thrust a finger into her asshole. Soon he was holding her like a bowling ball. He had a finger in her cunt and another in her ass as she clutched his prick.

"You're bringing me off," she said.

Just then, Wayne entered the room. He climbed onto the bed and straddled her face.

"Take it, baby," he said, shoving his limp prick into her mouth.

She sucked it hard as she came. She shuddered and moaned around the plug of cock in her mouth, squirming wildly as the come-spasms shook her.

When the hot waves of pleasure washed over her, she automatically sucked Wayne's entire prick into her mouth.

Dudley stopped sucking her cunt. Now he tilted her ass back and drove his prick into her assbud.

Melanie quivered between the two friends. Wayne's prick was beginning to stiffen. Soon it would be hard enough to give her another good hard pounding. She shivered with anticipation as she lapped her tongue up and down his asscrack.

She bucked her ass back at Dudley's cock. She loved having her asshole stuffed with prick.

She swallowed and struggled to breathe around Wayne's prick. She held onto his balls and pressed them against her nose and cheeks.

When Wayne pulled out of her mouth, she closed her fingers around his fuck-stick.

"Beat it," he said.

She loved the feel of his pulsating cock in her fist. "Like this?"

"Yeah, but don't shoot the moon. I want your ass too."

Dudley was still drilling his cock in and out of her shitter. She was open and loose and anxious for a come-enema.

"I'm gonna shoot," he cried.

"I'm ready," she said, yanking on Wayne's cock-skin.

When Dudley shot off in her asshole, she turned her attention to Wayne. "Stick it in my ass," she said.

"Look at her," Dudley snickered. "I never saw a cock-hound like this one!"

Wayne made her roll onto her hands and knees and he entered her asshole from behind. It hurt when he entered her, but the pain didn't last long.

She crashed through one orgasm after the other. Her lust completely overwhelmed her.

Since this was Wayne's second fuck, he didn't come that quickly. He gave her a long haul in her ass, solid stroking in and out, occasionally screwing his hips to widen her bunghole. She loved the deep feeling. Her asshole felt a mile wide and yet his cock still felt like a baseball bat. She still had Dudley's jism up her ass and soon Wayne would add his own spunk to his friend's load. I love it all, she thought. Her life was complete whenever she was fucking, it was as simple as that.

"I like my coffee black and hot." The man pointing across the room at the electric coffee pot was Robb Williams. He was an engineering consultant and Melanie was working for him as a typist.

"When it's done you can bring me a cup to my office across the hall." His eyes flickered over her ass. "Bring yours too."

Melanie filled the coffeepot and waited for it to perk. Getting this job had been a lucky stroke. This was her first day and she wanted to make a good impression. The work promised to be interesting and would leave her plenty of time for her other interests which involved sex, sex and more sex.

The engineer's office was in his home. Melanie knew he was married, but she hadn't met his wife yet.

In any event there was little doubt in her mind that her new boss was interested in other women. The way he leered at her was evidence of that.

When the coffee was ready she poured two cups and carried them across the hall to his office.

When he watched her move toward his desk, his eyes darted from her tits to her ass. Robb Williams knew a hot-cunted bitch when he saw one. Melanie had sex written all, over her.

He felt his cock lurch when she bent over the desk and showed more thigh than necessary. She had bold eyes and a pouty mouth. There was a hunger about her and an electric-like energy emanating as she moved around. He found her very exciting.

As he moved some papers around his desk, he watched her. He didn't give a damn if she could type or not. He had a woman who came in every evening and banged out his reports. He liked having a pretty woman around during the day. That was why he hired Melanie. The typist before Melanie had quit in a huff just because he wanted to fuck her in the ass. She was a sweet thing, but a little too naive.

He thought about his wife and the lousy fuck they had the night before. Thank God, Liz went out every day. She let him stick it to her occasionally, but the next day she always went out and spent a load in the stores. Wives are whores, he thought. Someone ought to write a book and tell it to the world.

Melanie sat down next to his desk and sipped her coffee. She gazed at him and since he looked deep in thought she didn't disturb him. He was probably thinking about something important.

She found it exciting to be working for a man like Williams. She had never known a man like him before and was impressed at the row of books on the desk bearing his name.

If she had known what was on Robb Williams' mind she'd have been amused and excited. At that moment he was wondering how she would react to a stiff cock pushed between her thighs.

He knew he would have her. It was only a matter of time. Gazing at her long thick hair and shapely legs, he didn't want to wait long. His cock lurched around. I'm like a fucking teenager getting hard-on, he thought.