Bob Wallace - Hot horny housewife

With his cum buried in Eileen's asshole, Jim dressed quickly. "See ya," he mumbled, but she was asleep. Quietly, he let himself out of the house.

Eileen stirred on the couch and opened her eyes. Something was ringing in her head. "The phone," she mumbled. "Shit!"

She closed her eyes again, wishing it would stop ringing. It didn't. "Fuck," she grumbled, reaching a bare arm over her head and groping for the phone.

"Goddamn fuckin' phone," she growled. The receiver had fallen from her hand and was lying on the floor. "Balls." She retrieved it.

"Hello?"

"Hi," Carol said. "You sound as if you were sleeping."

"I was," Eileen said. "On the couch. I'm beat."

"I'll bet I know why," Carol giggled, lying back on her bed and staring up at the ceiling. "You've been a bad girl today."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Eileen said.

"Oooo, you don't have to be coy with me," Carol said. She played her fingers through the silky hair of her blonde pussy.

"I don't know what you mean." Eileen's eyes were open now and she was fully awake. She moved, the squishy ooze in her asshole reminded her of Jim and his fabulous ass splitting cock.

"Cut the shit, Eileen. I saw you from my window. You've been busy," Carol giggled, "very busy."

"So? You jealous?" Eileen relaxed. What difference did it make who knew? She was a whore. "I had a couple of my cousins visiting."

Carol's hand was playing over the huge creamy mounds of her tits. "I wish I had a couple of my cousins here with me now." She sighed. "I'm bare ass naked and creaming all over the bed."

"Sounds sexy," Eileen said. "I'm on the couch and I'm not wearing a thing either." Her breath caught in her throat. "My pussy is juicy and I know I have something you don't have." She was getting hot all over again.

"What's that?" Carol panted. She was kneading her tits roughly, the nipples swollen, sore.

"An asshole flooded with hot sticky cum," Eileen moaned. "It's all squishy and warm inside inc."

"Ohhh, shit," Carol gasped. She squirmed on the bed, visualizing Eileen's gorgeous ass. "How would you like me to come over and suck it all out?"

The words shocked Eileen for a moment. She couldn't speak.

"Well?" Carol purred. "I have a nice long tongue and I love cum."

Eileen swooned. "Why not?" She squirmed on the couch. "C'mon on over. I'll keep it hot for you."

"Don't move. I'll be right there." Carol hung up.

"Ooooo, is this going to be fun," Eileen sighed. She dropped the phone back over her head. A piece of luck caused it to drop in its cradle.

She rolled off the couch and crawled to the center of the living room. She sprawled herself out on her back and waited.

A few minutes later, Carol knocked on the door and came in. She stopped, stared down at Eileen lying spread-eagled on the floor. "Damn, you're gorgeous!"

"Hi, Carol." Eileen squirmed on her back. "This is right where your husband fucked me last night. God, did I cream him." Her quick attack at trying to make Carol jealous failed.

Carol giggled. "I'll bet you had a ball." She couldn't take her eyes off Eileen's black thatched pussy.

"I did," Eileen moaned. "Craig was standing right where you are. He saw the whole thing."

Carol was stripping off her clothes. "I'll bet he enjoyed it."

"No," Eileen said. "He didn't." She fingered her cunt. "Let's not talk about Craig."

"I need my asshole cleaned."

Naked, Carol stepped farther into the livingroom. It was then that she spotted the mess. "Christ, what happened?"

"A storm called Craig," Eileen giggled.

"Forget the room. I need to be tongued." She rolled over and propped her ass up in the air.

Carol stared, couldn't refuse. "We'll talk after I clean your gorgeous crack."

Carol dropped to her knees and crawled the last few feet to Eileen's naked body. "God, your ass is beautiful."

"Jim told me the same thing," Eileen sighed.

Carol stroked the cheeks of Eileen's ass. She parted them and gaped at the wrinkled crack. White sticky ooze coated the puckered asshole. "Who's he?"

"The guy who creamed my ass." She wiggled. "Your hands feel nice, but your tongue would feel a lot better."

"Which one was he?" Carol asked, wanting to put a face to the cum oozing from Eileen's asshole.

"The mechanic," Eileen said. "Now suck my asshole."

Carol moaned, imagining the man she had seen. "Okay." She kept Eileen's ass cheeks parted and brought her mouth to her crack. With her mouth open, she blanketed Eileen's asshole and sucked.

"Ahhhh," Eileen moaned. "Ooooo, Christ!" She shoved back, mashing her ass into Carol's face.

Carol used her tongue, reaming it into Eileen's tight, cum-drenched hole. She lugged out cum, thick and gooey, and swirled it around in her mouth before swallowing it. "Mmmmmm, tasty."

"Carol. Suck my asshole again." She wiggled her butt. "God… it feels so fantastic!"

Carol plunged her tongue into Eileen's asshole and skittered it through the goo clogging her channel. Pulling her tongue free, she sucked, drawing in her cheeks for greater suction.

"Ahhhhhh," Eileen wailed. "You're sucking out my guts." She was on her face, arms stretched out, ass thrust in the air, Carol's mouth glued to her crack. "Keep sucking. Ewwwww, yesssss!"

Cum oozed from Eileen's ass, filled Carol's sucking mouth. She savored each drop, her mind carrying a hot sizzling image of how the delicious-tasting cum got there. She sucked again, enjoying Eileen's squeals of pleasure.

"Tongue me. Tongue me."

Carol obliged. She darted her tongue into Eileen's asshole, exploring. Cum coated her tongue. She sucked, drawing the last of Jim's delicious cum from Eileen's asshole. She popped her mouth off and the gooey cum slipped easily down her throat.

Carol leaned back and licked her lips. "Did you enjoy that?" she asked. Her legs were spread, her blonde pussy glistening with drops of white filmy cream.

"I loved it," Eileen said. "I've never had my ass sucked out before." Her eyes dropped to Carol's red, puffy cunt. She swallowed the lump in her throat.

"You've never made it with another woman either, right?"

Eileen nodded. "No, but I want to do it all," she said, her violet eyes challenging Carol. "Everything!"

"Because of Craig?" She saw the hurt blending with the passion in Eileen's eyes.

"Yes, but it doesn't matter. I want to be like you."

A smile played at Carol's mouth. "What am I?"

"A woman who enjoys herself," Eileen said.

"I'm certainly that." Carol reached, spanned one of Eileen's pulpy tits. "I don't think you're at all like me." She squeezed.

"I want to be," Eileen said. Carol's hand was turning her on. Pushed by her determination to be what Craig called her, Eileen's passion flowed easily. "I want to make it with you."

"I want you too," Carol said. She licked her lips. "I've never turned down a chance to make it with anyone."

"I won't either," Eileen said.

"Sure you will," Carol said. "Craig will come to his senses."

"I don't want him. I want you and anyone else, but not him."

"I'm game," Carol sighed. "Let's find out if you really like being with me."

They melted into each other's arms, hugging, their hot, excited bodies fusing together. One was a novice, ready to ruin her life, the other only interested in the pleasures of the flesh.

"Ohhhh God," Eileen sighed. "You feel so good." The softness of Carol's body was exotic compared to the hard, muscled frame of Craig and the men she had fucked today. "God, you're so soft!"

"Mmmmmmm, you feel good too," Carol sighed, caressing Eileen's soft, silky skin. "You're exquisite."

Eileen, in her exuberance, wound up on top of Carol. She looked down into Carol's beautiful face. She was quivering, her body on fire. "God, I'm creaming and we haven't even started yet."