Brad Logan - Naked horny wife

The suspense was terrific. But she wasn't disappointed. Soon Del appeared over the fence and dropped down inside the walled area. As he came down, his eyes saw Bette's gorgeous body lying a few feet away from him.

His eyes, striking Bette's body like a flash of light, brought her lust to a boil. She gasped and so did Del.

Ordinarily, under such circumstances, a woman would scream and run to cover herself. But Bette wanted to send Del a different message. So she lay still, putting herself on display. When Del's eyes finally moved along her body to her face, Bette held him with her eyes.

First, she let her body relax. The angular lines formed by her elbows and knees smoothed into flowing shapes. Her thighs spread slightly, so slightly the motion would communicate directly with the boy's passion. The expression on Bette's face said a lot, too. Her eyelids lifted a tiny bit as though to ask the boy if he were ready for something interesting. And the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, letting him know that if he were interested, so was she!

Bette breathed deeply and slow. Her tits were mostly under water, but with every breath they rose so her stiff nipples and the surrounding tit-flesh broke the surface.

They had stared at each other long enough to know what was in each other's mind now. Bette felt confident that she had snared the boy and all she had to do was reel him in. She motioned for him to come in the back door.

Del looked at her disbelievingly for several more seconds. His tall frame swayed, his face a mask of lust. Then he quickly came to life and climbed over the wall.

Bette had a horrible thought. What if he wasn't coming in? What if he was on his way home, shocked and horrified at what she'd done?

But her fear was ended when she heard the back door opening. And with every footstep across her kitchen, her passion increased. By the time Del stood in the doorway of the bathroom, Bette was panting and her tits were causing ripples on the water as they rose and fell.

Del remained silent as he slowly approached the tub, his eyes unashamedly surveying Bette's body. She shifted positions, turning her crotch toward the boy and giving him a view of her pink cunt under the water.

"Want to join me?" Bette asked.

Still, Del remained silent. Bette felt queer having the silent visitor staring down at her. But when he began to undress, she felt a lot better – and a lot hornier.

As soon as Del pulled down his jeans, Bette could see the effect she'd had on him. His cock was stretching the front of his underpants away from his body. And when he lowered his underpants, Bette was greeted by a huge, powerful prick!

Del stepped into the tub and sat down facing Bette. His legs bumped against hers and his hard cock broke the surface of the water and throbbed.

"It's nice having company in the tub," Bette said.

Now that she'd gotten him to speak, Bette felt more comfortable. She moved toward him, wrapping her legs around his ass and pulling him toward her. Then she reached out with both hands and captured his cock.

"Huhhhh!" the boy gasped.

Having his cock in her grasp filled Bette with sexual greed. His prick was thick and long and its pulsing was strong and rhythmic.

"What a beautiful cock!" Bette cooed. "So nice! So big!"

Del began writhing, wiggling his ass on the bottom of the tub. Bette wondered if any other woman had ever handled him like this.

Bette sat straight up, then leaned forward. Her face lowered toward the swollen head of the boy's prick. She stuck out her tongue and gave the taut head a lick. Del trembled, which excited Bette even more.

A bit lower her head descended and her mouth opened. Del's prick head slipped between her lips, between her teeth, and nestled snugly in her mouth.

"Ohhhhh!" Del cried as he thrashed about, sending splashes as high as the window.

As she held the tip of his prick in her mouth, Bette reached between the boy's thighs and grabbed his balls. Then she moved her head about, giving his cock a good licking.

Nodding her head quickly, Bette slid his cock head over her tongue. Then Del began jerking his hips, thrusting his cock to the back of Bette's throat. A few seconds later, gobs of jism began gushing into her mouth.

"Ahhhhhh!" Del moaned as he sloshed about in the tub, writhing in ecstasy.

Bette swallowed several mouthfuls of cream and loved the taste of the stuff and the way it felt as it surged into her mouth. Since Del was a horny, young kid, she had no worry about his ability to continue fucking after this orgasm.

Only after sucking his cock clean did Bette lift her head, dropping the boy's prickhead from her mouth.

"God!" Del sighed as his prick collapsed and sank into the water.

"Ummmmm! I love sucking cocks," Bette said.

Her words were enough to start Del's prick rising again. He looked like a scarecrow that had been hit by a tornado, his dark hair hanging from his reclining head, his scrawny neck stretched, and his arms slung back over the sides of the tub. But his prick was rising to the surface again.

"It looks like you've only begun," Bette said, pointing to his prick.

"Yeah, I could go on," Del said hopefully.

"Well, let's go, then," Bette said and held her arms out to the boy.

Del splashed into Bette's arms. Whirlpools and tidal waves filled the tub as they kissed and groped at each other. With an eager grasp, Del fondled Bette's tits. She ran her hand down his back to a muscular ass cheek and gripped it as though her life depended on it. By now, Del's hard-on had renewed itself and was throbbing against Bette's belly. They drove their tongues into each other's mouth.

Del dropped his face to Bette's tits, which were underwater. So as he kissed and sucked them, he had to hold his breath. When he came up for air, Bette suggested they get out of the tub.

She crawled out first and sprawled ort the thick wall-to-wall carpeting, beads of water running down her body.

Del came after her and threw himself down on top of her. And when he sucked her tits again, he held them tightly and devoured them with uncontrolled passion.

With his face pressed to a heavy tit, Del reached down to Bette's crotch. She flinched as he squeezed her pussy a bit too hard. But it felt good to have her cunt massaged so vigorously after soaking it in the hot water.

Roughly spreading her cunt lips, Del stuck a finger into the soft, wet flesh within. Crudely he grappled with her cunt and inner hips, searching for her pussy.

It was clear that Del was new to this sort of thing. But his inexperience thrilled Bette. She felt like a teenager again, experimenting with the forbidden joys of her body.

"Ahhhhh!" Bette cried when Del poked his finger deep into her cunt.

His finger roamed her cunt, violating every corner, and giving Bette wild sensations of pleasure!

"Ohhhhh," she gasped. "Ummmm!" Del sucked Bette's tits, throwing his head from one to the other and gobbling greedily. His finger remained in Bette's pussy and she wiggled her hips so his finger moved about with greater speed and pressure. As Del fingerfucked her, Bette's clit was dragged around on the palm of his hand.

Bette could have lain there for hours having the inside of her pussy massaged. But she sensed that Del was eager to plug his prick into her juicy pussy. As she spread her legs wider, inviting him to fuck her, she longed to feel his mighty prick inside her.

"Get inside me," she whispered hoarsely.

The boy sprang into immediate motion. Pulling his finger from her pussy, he mounted her and lunged his prick at her gaping pussy lips.

Del's first lunge was off the mark. His fat cock head crashed against her cunt then slid up over her belly. Bette gasped, Del tried again and this time he was right on target. Bette caught his pricktip in her vulnerable pussy like a first basemen catches a line drive.