Donna Allen: Ever horny wife

Her excitement was mounting. If he didn't kiss her soon she'd scream.

"I'd appreciate any help you can give me." She shot him what she hoped was a brave little smile. "You see, it's important that I get a good job. My marriage isn't too solid."

"I'm sorry," he stammered. "I understand how it is. My wife and I have gone our separate ways for years. If it wasn't for the children…" His voice trailed off.

Finally! Melanie placed her hands on his upper arms. His arms weren't thick like Barry's. They were thin, but well-muscled.

He had her backed up against his desk and suddenly he moved his hand down between them and touched her tits.

"You're being naughty," she said. "I can't seem to help myself." His eyes were so gentle and soft.

She'd dreamed about this moment for weeks. But now that it was finally happening she wondered where they would go. They couldn't lie down here in the classroom. Or could they?

"I'm crazy about you," he said, stroking her tits.

"I've thought about you a lot," she said, biting her lip to keep from moaning.

"Dare I hope you return my affection?" She batted her long lashes. "I find you a very attractive man."

She stood motionless as she lifted her skirt. Her pussy was very wet. Her panties were soaked.

My first affair, she thought. My first affair and I'm not even nervous. I'm dying for it.

He stood back and gazed at her wet crotch. Her cunt-hair was clearly visible through her sheer bikinis.

"Dare I hope your sweet pussy is wet?" he said.

His old-world manners turned her on. "Can't you see?" she said, spreading her legs and lightly stroking her muff through her panties.

In a moment his hand was inside her bikinis and his fingers were firmly stroking her hungry cunt.

"What if someone comes in and finds us like this?" she said.

"Most all of the classes are over for the day. The psychology department is holding a meeting, but don't worry. They never come down here."

She squatted down as he thrust a finger into her cunt. He reamed her cunt-hole and used his thumb on her clit.

"You're embarrassing me," she said. "My poor pussy is flooding your hand."

He smiled tenderly. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. There's nothing lovelier than a juicy cunt."

She leaned against the desk and trembled with excitement as he moved his free hand inside her sweater. Now his fingers touched her bra covered tits. She sucked in her breath when he lowered his head and sucked the tip of one of her tits.

The feel of his warm breath on her face covered tit made her weak.

"Mr. Philips, you're really driving me crazy," she said.

"Call me Walter, Melanie," he said.

So he had read her signals after all. She had quietly teased him for weeks. Now he was aggressively stroking her and she eagerly responded. Oh, yes, she wanted it.

He nibbled her tits through her bra as he stroked her pussy. She moved her hand to his crotch and traced the hard outline of his cock.

"My darling," he breathed.

"Keep doing that," she said, fondling his prick through his pants.

He blew her a kiss. She shivered with lust at the feel of his cock pulsating against her hand. She wanted him if he had to take her on the bare floor.

She closed her eyes and rubbed vigorously on his cock. How exciting to finally get what she'd dreamed of all these weeks!

She was more than ready for an affair. She was more convinced than ever that her happiness depended on a fulfilling sex life. If Walter found her attractive, why not enjoy what he could offer.

"Take my cock out, dearest," he said.

Almost faint with excitement she found his zipper and yanked it down. She stuffed her hand into his fly and brought his prick out. Her fingers shook as she wrapped them around his cockshaft. His cock wasn't as big as Barry's, but it wasn't fully stiff either. And maybe he was nervous. Whatever, she wanted him inside her.

"I like you very much," she whispered in a sultry voice. "Very, very much."

"I sensed you returned my affection."

The feel of his hot pulsating cock on her hand drove her wild. She pumped it, rhythmically stroking his prick in an attempt to make it harder.

With a chuckle he bit down on her nipple, still through her bra. "It will get harder and bigger, dearest," he said. "And when it's good and hard I want to fuck you."

He clamped his lips down on her tit. As he nursed on her lace-covered tit cockjuice gushed from his pisser and wet her hand.

She wanted him in her mouth or cunt or ass. Anywhere and everywhere. She'd wasted enough time being a faithful wife. It was time she started living.

Using her free hand, she scooped his balls out into the air and squeezed them while she pumped his prick.

"You may as well take my bra off," she said.

"You're getting it all wet anyway."

"In a minute," he said. "I like teasing you like this."

"I like it, too," she panted, tugging at his cock. "I love that! That's good too. Jesus, Walter, where did you learn how to suck a tit?"

He beamed at her while she fingered his hairy balls. He stopped sucking her tits long enough to guide her onto a chair.

"Sit down, dearest," he said. "I'd like to put my cock between your lovely tits."

She began unhooking her bra. "Shall I take it off now?"

"Yes, take it off and let me see your lovely boobies."

She shivered with lust. Her pussy was on fire. Her little clit throbbed. She needed loving badly. She would get it soon, too. She had a feeling she would get it in spades.

After unbuttoning her sweater she removed her bra and sat down on the chair. She stared intently as he moved forward and shoved his prick between her tits.

Pushing her tits together, she cradled his cock between them. She massaged his prick with her tits. Soon he was moving his cock up and down inside her cleavage.

"That's the way," he said. His eyes glittered and a huge grin split his face. "Let me fuck your titties, dearest. That's the sweet thing. Yes, yes, lovely titties."

Melanie said little. When she was thoroughly aroused she never talked much. Her eyes were fixed on his cock. It was inches from her mouth, but she couldn't reach it. She knew he was teasing her. She loved being teased. Sweet, sweet Walter.

Sometime she thought she was a nymphomaniac. One man had never been enough for her except for Barry in the early days of their marriage.

She was taken by surprise when Walter suddenly dropped to his knees between her legs and buried his face under her skirt.

Moaning softly, she opened herself to him. In a flash his mouth was against her pussy. She squirmed her ass, pumping her cunt at his face. He had a slick tongue and he knew how to use it.

She threw her head back and relished the feelings that overwhelmed her. She loved having her cunt licked. She tanged her fingers in his hair. Still moaning softly, she forced him to exert more pressure on her sensitive cunt folds.

Hefting her tits in her hands, she pulled on her nipples as she gazed at Walter's head. It felt strange to have a man between her legs in a college classroom. Strange, kinky and fun.

She wondered if he'd really help her find a job. Would she see him again after today? Deep down she really didn't care. He was serving his purpose right now, licking her cunt and sending her soaring with his lips and tongue and teeth.

He was an excellent pussy-eater. It was apparent he'd had plenty of experience. He flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue until she thought she'd lose her mind.

It was difficult to stay seated on the hard backed chair. She squirmed her ass and wiggled around. A flood of juice oozed from her pussy and drenched his mouth as she came.

He lapped up her cuntjuice with tender strokes of his tongue. She quivered with lust. She was ready for more. If he wanted to suck her for the next hour she was more than willing to accommodate him.