Brad Logan - Naked horny wife

This was it, Bette knew. He was going to come! And Sue seemed to be ready for it. Her eyes were now open wide as her head increased its motion.

Bette's mouth watered in envy. She wanted a share in the bounty. Then, suddenly Sue withdrew her face from the spewing cock and coughed. She had taken a squirt down her throat when she hadn't meant to.

Bette immediately took over. Sue still held Ted's prick shaft in her hands, but Bette fastened her mouth to the spitting head. Ted's cream was still pumping out with force when she caught some. But Bette didn't want more than her share. After a few hits of jism, she took her mouth away.

"God, oh!" Ted gasped.

Now Sue was ready to catch the last of Ted's cum. She slurped it down then began to lick his prick. Now Bette joined in again, adding her tongue to the clean-up operation.

The two chicks dragged their tongues over the wet prick until the taste of jism was gone. But they noticed that the flavor still lingered on each other's tongue so they left Ted's shrinking prick and began sucking each other's tongue.

Soon the women were completely ignoring Ted, but he didn't mind. The sight of these two chicks kissing and groping was easily as exciting as anything they could do to him.

As they kissed and sucked each other's mouth, the women grabbed each other's tits. Red marks appeared when their nails sank into the tender flesh. But if there was any pain, it wasn't apparent. All Ted could see was pleasure and lust.

The chicks got themselves into a position in which they could suck each other's tits simultaneously. They each held onto the other's tit tightly and crammed its tip into their mouth. Ted loved it!

Before long, they were holding each other's cunt. Ted saw that each of their middle fingers had disappeared into the other's pussy. The vigorous motion of their wrists showed that they were busy giving each other pleasure, all the while kissing deeply.

With his prick standing, Ted enjoyed the show. It was impossible to tell which moan and sigh belonged to which chick. Ted, of course, was familiar with Bette's sounds of passion, but none of these cries were like the ones he remembered from their own bedroom. Maybe lesbian sex produced different sounds, he thought.

In any case, the women were both writhing vigorously now. Their wide hips bounced on the mattress as their ass cheeks wobbled. Their tits were shoved together and they jiggled as one.

"Mmmmmmmxnm!" one of them moaned wantonly.

"Mmmmmmmm!" the other answered with equal lust.

Their arms moved with frantic speed as they worked on each other's pussy. Then, as each woman reached her climax they let their bodies fall away from each other. But they kept their hands on the other's cunt, rubbing and scrubbing.

Now Ted had a tremendous view of female ecstasy. Bette and Sue both lay with their mouths open, gasping and panting. With the cum, their tits shook each set with its own rhythm.

The chicks were still clutching each other with their legs to keep within cunt-rubbing range of each other. But Ted had a good view of their cunts. He saw how his wife's cunt was spread wide by Sue's fingers as they speedily massaged Bette's clit.

Bette had a different method of cunt play. She held Sue's pussy lips open with her thumb and ring finger while she tickled Sue's clit with her index and middle finger.

Suddenly Sue's hips gave a mighty heave. Her orgasm was like an earthquake. After the initial heave, she shook with wild desperation!

"I'm coming!" Sue gasped happily.

In her ecstasy, Sue increased the pressure of her fingers on Bette's cunt and soon Bette joined her friend in orgasmic bliss.

Ted was spellbound by the sight. But, although he shared the chicks' joy, just by watching he was eager for them to finish with each other so he could fuck one – or both – of them. He was hornier now than he'd ever been!

"Eeeeee!" the women continued wailing.

After what seemed like an eternity to the horny spectator they gradually slowed their writhing and lowered their voices.

They got into the spirit of the game, giving Sue the chance to be really creative. At one point, Ted stopped pumping, letting his prick soak in Bette's cunt. Then Sue grabbed his prick shaft and began moving it about in Bette's cunt. Then Sue pumped the skin of Ted's cock back and forth as though jerking him off while his prick was stuck up his wife's cunt!

Finally, with Sue's help, Ted and Bette came. Now Sue lifted her fingers from the lovers' crotches to her mouth, licking the mixture of sex from them.

It seemed like their fuck would never end, but finally it did. Then the three of them lay quietly, resting and glowing with the pleasure of kinky sex.

"Maybe we'd better get home before we all fall asleep," Sue said.

"But Jim doesn't expect you at home," Bette said. "He came over and told me you were away for the night."

"He only said that because he wanted to fuck you," Sue said.

"You mean he knows you're here with Ted?" Bette asked.

"Sure! Jim and I have no secrets."

The explosion awakened Bette. The men who were digging the pool had struck rock, so they were dynamiting, quaking the house from early morning to late afternoon.

She got up, washed, dressed, and went down to have breakfast. Through the window she saw the orange construction equipment, piles of dirt and rock, and the hard-hatted men. The room was filled with the roar of a diesel engine. Sitting at the table nibbling her toast and sipping her tea, Bette watched the men work. Naturally, having a bunch of men around while she was alone made her think about fucking. It would be a simple matter to invite all the workmen in and spread her legs for them. In fact, as she thought about it, Bette's cunt became hot and wet.

She was reminded of the day, not so long ago – even though it seemed like ages – when she moving van had come with Sue's and Jim's furniture. She remembered how she'd exposed herself to the moving men, jerking off so they could watch. That had been the beginning of her transformation from simple soul to sexy slut.

Her mind was made up she would fuck all the men digging her pool. But rather than rush out in the yard and rip off her clothing, Bette played it cool. First she finished her breakfast, letting her lust grow and ripen.

Although she was too excited now to even taste her tea, she kept sipping mechanically while she plotted her strategy.

When she'd fucked the electric man, she had invented an elaborate story about smelling smoke to lure him over. But, finally, she'd merely dropped her robe and given herself to him. This, no doubt, was the best policy. She would merely stroll out to the yard and invite the guys in. Once inside, she would offer to fuck them.

Cleaning up the breakfast dishes, Bette trembled wit anticipation. Every nerve of her body was on fire, especially those in her pussy. After unbuttoning her blouse down to mid-tit and tickling her nipples into erection, Bette sashayed out into the yard.

The men's boss, Frank, was a good-looking middle-aged man. Bette went to him with her warmest smile.

"Hi, Frank," she said.

"Hello, Mrs. Jameson," he answered.

"Call me Bette. I was wondering if you and the guys would like…"

Bette was interrupted by her doorbell. Now that her seduction was under way she hated to be distracted, but she thought it best to get rid of whoever was at the door before starting to fuck ail these guys.

"Excuse me, Frank," she said as she went back inside.

It was Jim at the door and Bette's heart sank when she saw his obvious horniness. But she couldn't just send him away.

"Hi," Jim said. "I'm glad I caught you. I was afraid you might be out."

"Actually, I've just finished breakfast," Bette said.