Donna Allen - Ever horny wife

He took one of her nipples between his teeth and bit it hard, sending shock waves through her. His hands caressed her other tit and stroked her belly.

When he kissed her again, she pulled her lips from his and gazed into his eyes.

"You won't tell, will you?" she said.

He smiled. "Do I look crazy?"

"That's right," she said, rubbing his thigh. "Barry would kill you."

"I'm not so sure."

"What did you say?"

"I said I'm not so sure he wouldn't find it exciting to know I fucked you."

"I…"

"Don't bother your pretty head. Just make me feel good. Get your hand on my cock. You made it hard. Take care of it."

She touched his crotch and felt his hardness. Was it true? Would Barry find it exciting to know his boss was about to fuck her?

"Take it out," he said, moving her hand inside the waistband of his trunks.

As she clutched his prick he closed his big hands over her tits.

"It's so big," she said.

"Finally, I get to see the best set of tits in town."

Pushing her down on her back, he removed his shorts. She gazed at his prick, creaming her panties at the sight of his powerful fuck pole.

He stared hungrily at her massive nipples as she lay back breathing deeply. He reached for her, cupping her tits in his fists.

Her tits throbbed with the hunger that raged through her entire body. Her nipples were taut and the colored portion was puckered and dark pink.

"You've done this before," he said. "Admit it."

"Why, Jimmy, how can you say that," she smiled. "I'm just a little old housewife, faithful to my dear sweet husband."

"Bullshit." He grinned as he squeezed her tits. They were spongy and hot, throbbing with raw desire.

"Do you want to be my mistress?" he said. "I don't know," she panted. "I'm so damn mixed-up."

"How long have you and Barry been having problems?"

"Don't let's talk about Barry." Once again he covered her warm moist lips with his eager mouth. He slipped a hand between her legs and felt the warm wetness of her slit.

"You really need it, baby," he said. Melanie let out a soft moan as the older man teased his finger up the hairy fringes of her cuntlips.

She pumped his prick weakly as he reached back and tickled the delicate ring of her asshole. Using the same finger, he caressed her juicy cunt until the horny housewife moaned out loud.

"If you don't fuck me soon I'll lose my mind," she said.

"How's this?" he said, taking her clit between his fingers and squeezing it expertly.

"It's good for starters," she said.

"Your pussy's creaming all over my hand. I should have taken care of you long ago."

Melanie moaned and writhed on the bed. Her pussyjuice flowed hotly as he manipulated her at.

"I'm going to love fucking this tight little cunt."

Her bikini bottom was halfway down her thighs. Jimmy pulled it down to her feet and removed it completely.

He spread her creamy thighs apart and crouched down to explore every inch of her. She had never felt so exposed or so vulnerable. And she had never felt so excited.

She watched his eyes as he gazed down at her splayed thighs. He stared excitedly at her raunchy-looking pussy-slit with its thick covering of bristly dark hair.

She gazed at his prick sticking out from the thick growth of hair that covered his balls. He looked powerful and strong and she wanted him. They had flirted back and forth for months. In her heart she'd known that one day they would get it on.

The wealthy executive seemed to sense her need. He knew she wanted his cock inside her.

Crawling between her legs, he guided his cockhead toward her juicy treasure.

She trembled and gasped when the swollen head of his prick brushed her gaping cuntlips. She panted for breath when he wedged it between her juice-slickened lips and pushed in.

Unable to control her wild lust, she raised her legs, clamped down around his back and yelled for him to fuck her.

"Don't you worry, little lady," Jimmy said above her. "I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck…"

"Don't be afraid to be rough," she said. "I like it rough."

"I figured as much."

He began fucking her with deep, but slow strokes. Her cunt grabbed his prick with every thrust. She pulled his head down. He kissed and licked her tits.

"Stop wiggling around so much," he said. "Jesus, I've never felt such a tight cunt."

Melanie arched her back and ground her cunt against his prick. "Give it to me good," she hissed. "Really stroke it to me."

Her hot wet silt hungrily grabbed his prick. She whipped her ass of the bed and pounded herself at him.

"Give it to me," she yelled.

He began thrusting more vigorously. His come-filled nuts slapped wetly against her ass. His cockshaft rasped against her clit, sending shock waves of pleasure through her entire body.

She clung to him, desperate for release, her creamy juices boiling up around his thrusting prick. "Harder! Fuck me harder!"

Suddenly he roared, discharging a torrent of thick spunk into her writhing pussy. She threw her legs around him and came with him.

Afterward she dozed off. Within moments she was awakened. Jimmy had buried his face in her hot, sticky cunt.

She smiled as she stroked his hair. "Why, Jimmy, you're a lover," she said.

Although her orgasm had been intense, she was ready for more. Jimmy's talented tongue teased her sensitive clit. She clamped her thighs around his head and toyed with his hair.

It was obvious that Jimmy loved pussy. Becoming his mistress would help Barry get ahead in the company and provide her with regular sex outside her marriage. She decided to give it consideration.

"Were you serious when you said that before about being your mistress?"

He licked and sucked her newly aroused pussy. "Sure."

Melanie moaned from the intense pleasure coursing through her cunt. Jimmy's tongue was tireless. It seemed to be all over at once, on her slick cunt folds and pushing inside her pussy-hole.

"Oh, God, you're driving me crazy!" He raised his head. "There's a price to be paid."

"Whatever it is I'll pay," she said. He licked the sensitive spot between her cunthole and her asshole. He lapped up her pungent juices as quickly as they boiled out of her pussy.

"You like to suck cock, don't you?" he said.

"I love it."

"I'm going to let you bring me up again." In a moment his hairy legs straddled her face and his limp cock nudged her lips. If this was what he meant by paying a price it was okay with her.

She started with his balls. She fondled their hairy surface and cupped them tenderly in both hands.

With the starch out of it, his cock wasn't very big. She took the whole thing in her mouth and sucked it clean.

It stirred and expanded. Trembling with excitement, the oversexed wife licked the flared rim surrounding his cockhead. It's good, she though, it's damn good.

It was two weeks later that Barry received a promotion. Melanie waited to hear from Jimmy. Weeks went by before she asked Barry what was happening at the office.

"Oh, didn't I tell you! Jimmy got married to an eighteen-year-old beauty queen. The old bastard is acting like he invented cunt. He's swaggering around like a high school jock."

"Nice," Melanie said, forcing herself to smile. The prick, she though. Mistress indeed!

Melanie quickly forgot about Jimmy. Barry's career prospered and he was traveling more than ever. His absence gave her more freedom. She was grateful to Jimmy for that.

She turned down two invitations from Dustin and one from Walter. She found she got her kicks from strangers. If she saw a man more than a few times she became bored. She loved variety.

If occasionally she craved a more normal life, she wasn't the sort of woman who stayed depressed. She was basically a realist. Life wasn't a bowl of cherries, it was what you made it.