Bob Wallace - Hot horny housewife

"Like what?" He was anxious. Ted's story had given him a raging hard-on.

Eileen plopped down on the couch. She crossed her legs, staring at his crotch. "You want to be my friend?" She flicked the tip of her pink tongue over her lips.

"I sure do." He gaped at her legs. The robe had fallen away, exposing all of her creamy thighs. "I got something here that wants to get real friendly with you." He rubbed his crotch and saw the gleam in her eye.

"You make it sound so interesting," she cooed. She felt dirty and wallowed in it. "Why don't you introduce me?"

She set her empty glass down. Her tits spilled out of her robe and she didn't bother closing it. It would have been a waste of time. She leaned back, her tits on exhibition.

Jim stared, unable to take his eyes off Eileen's voluptuous tits. He gulped down the rest of his drink. "Why don't you introduce yourself?" He stepped in front of her, his bulging pants stuffed with his aching cock.

"Why not?" She sat up, played with his zipper. "I hope it's big," she mewed. "I like 'em big and thick."

"You won't be disappointed." He groaned as her fingers found his shaft. "Unnnn, take it out!"

Eileen did. "Mmmmm, it is big… thick too!" She stroked it, feeling it throb to her touch.

"Ted said your husband won't be home today. You sure?" Her fingers were caressing his shaft.

"It wouldn't matter anyway," she sighed. She jerked the skin up and down his shaft. "My husband doesn't care."

"He might – if he walks in while I'm fucking you," Jim groaned. Her fingers were squeezing his shaft. "Unnnnn… I'm not looking forward to having some husband shoot me in the ass while I'm fucking his wife."

"Oooo, don't worry about Craig," Eileen said. She squeezed his prick. A pearly drop of jizz seeped from his pisser. She licked it up, making Jim shudder. "You like that?"

"Yeah, but I don't like fucking while I'm looking over my shoulder at the front door."

Eileen dropped his prick and stood up. She rubbed her tits against his chest. The coarse material of his shirt irritated her sensitive flesh. "Mmmmmm, you're such a worry wart."

She moved back and let her robe slip off. It pooled around her ankles. Swinging her hips, she walked to the center of the living room. "Last night," she said. "My husband watched me fuck a man right here. He came back early after fucking the man's wife. My husband doesn't care. Stop worrying and fuck me."

Jim ogled her lush, naked body. His prick was hot, the blood surging through his shaft bubbling at the boiling point. Seeing her naked was too much. He no longer cared about her husband. All he wanted was to empty his load in her body. He rubbed his prick, anticipating the tightness of her cunt.

"C'mon, Jim. Didn't Ted tell you I like the action hot and fast?" She rolled her hips lewdly. "I'm soaked. I can't keep my eyes off your prick." Drooling, she stared hungrily at Jim's long, fat, blood-gorged cock.

"You don't have to wait any longer, sexy." In a flash, Jim was tearing at his clothes. Leaving them in a pile on the floor, he grabbed Eileen by the wrist. "C'mere!"

"Mmmmm, you're so forceful." She melted into his arms, rubbed her naked flesh against his hard body. "Mmmmmm, you feel good."

"So do you," he groaned. He kneaded her body, exploring her sizzling flesh. "How do you like getting fucked in the ass?" His fingers sank into the pliant meat of her ass cheeks.

The thought boggled her mind. "I… don't know," she gasped. "I haven't been fucked in the ass since my honeymoon." The idea was beginning to intrigue her. She rubbed tight against him, scratching her nails over his skin.

"You'll love it," he said.

"Ummmmm, could be," She nibbled on his chest with her teeth. "Will you be gentle?"

"Sure. I have a knack for it."

"Sounds good." She was willing to do or try anything. She reached between thew and grabbed his cock. "God, will it fit? My asshole isn't my pussy, you know."

"It'll fit," he groaned. "Tight… nice and tight."

She wriggled out of his arms. "You want me on my hands and knees like a dog?" She rocked on her feet, her tits swaying.

"Over the couch." His prick was throbbing. "Turn around."

A dirty smile decorated her face. "Wanna see what it looks like, huh?" She turned around and spread her legs. Stiff-legged, she bent over, wiggling her hips to give Jim a fantastic view of her ass. "How's that?"

"Over the couch," he groaned. His eyes were bulging. Eileen's hands had parted the cheeks of her ass, exposing the reddish-brown wrinkled hole. "C'mon."

Eileen straightened up, paraded around the room, and stopped at the couch. "Get it wet in my pussy first. I'm soaked." She leaned over and got comfortable. Legs spread, ass exposed, she waited.

Jim came up behind her, his lumbering prick swinging between his legs. He caressed her ass cheeks, teased his finger at the entrance to her crack. "It's gonna be a nice tight fit."

Eileen swooned. The room was spinning. "Get it juicy first," she panted, a twinge of panic gripping her. "Get it wet and gooey."

"I know what I'm doing," Jim groaned. He grabbed the base of his cock and lugged it up through the overheated ooze of Eileen's cunt. The temptation was there. A simple thrust and he would have his prick buried in her pussy. But he fought the urge. She was willing and her ass was too gorgeous to pass up.

"Unnnn," she hummed, feeling his prick soaking in her buttery cunt juice. "Ooooo, get it all gooey. All of it."

Jim plunged deep, coating his entire shaft in Eileen's juicy pussy. He groaned as he hauled it out. It was drenched in creamy white ooze.

"Ooooo, Jim. Why did you take it out?" She was trembling.

"Because I want your ass." He shoved the slippery head of his cock against her wrinkled ass hole. "Don't move."

Eileen's breath hissed out. She felt the pressure against her crack. "Slow, Jim. Christ, don't ran it!" She was quivering, waiting.

Jim pushed and the head of his prick slipped into her ass. He groaned as the tight-ringed muscle of her ass closed around his cock, trapping his prickhead. "Unnnn, God, you're tight!"

"Aaaaa," Eileen moaned. "Ooooo, you're stretching me." She squirmed, her tits swinging beneath her.

Jim gripped her hips, easing forward. Hard, slippery inches of his thick prick disappeared inside the tight, narrow channel of Eileen's shitter. Then he stopped. His entire prick was buried. His groin was flush with the cheeks of her ass!

"Ahhhh," Eileen cried out. Her insides felt strange. The throbbing of his cock seemed to vibrate through her entire body. "Ooooo, Jim!" She snapped her head back and stared into his face. "Oooooo, it hurts so good!"

Holding her hips tight, he eased back, then lunged forward. He reveled in her moans. He eased back again, then slammed forward. Her squeals told him she was enjoying herself to the fullest.

"I knew you'd love it, baby," he panted.

"I do! I do!" she cried out as she shoved back, gobbling his cock up inside her. It was hard, fat, and stretching her ass until it hurt.

She loved it.

"It feels heavenly," she sobbed loudly. "So fabulous." She wiggled her hips. "Go deeper."

Jim leered, enjoying the way she was wriggling. He watched his prick enter, split her wide, then ease back out until only the head was inside her hot steamy asshole.

"You're even better than Ted had said," he growled. "Ten times better."

Eileen turned her head. "Ted said I was a good fuck?"

"The best." His eyes were ablaze. Her asshole looked fantastic.

"All the way again," she whimpered. "All the way!" She twisted her head. "Ooooo, yeahhhhh… like that." She was moaning, her asshole fully stuffed and stretched.

Eileen swiveled her hips. Taking his cock slowly, she whimpered, her eyes hungry, glazed with lust. "Ooo… I feel you. You're in so deep!"