Ray Mills - Orgy wife

Quickly she walked around beside the desk. And there was her husband on top of Angie, both of them entirely naked. His prick was still in her, his cum leaking out the edges of her pussy. Involuntary tears formed in Tracy's eyes.

"Oh, God, Jim!" she cried out. "You bastard! How could you! Oh, God… how could you!"

She shrieked, then turned on her heels and fled from the office. The sight of the two of them still glassy-eyed and breathless from fucking their brains out on the rug of his office was too much for her to take. The anger and hurt wrenched her gut.

Rich Peterson must have heard her loud shriek because, as she dashed down the hallway, intent on getting out of the building, he opened the door of his own office and snatched her into it.

"Tracy, what's the matter?" he asked. "Calm down, okay? Look, calm down and tell me what's the matter."

She let Rich enfold her in his arms. She wept against his muscular chest, suddenly remembering how many times she had laid her head there, during past weeks after he had fucked her silly.

As she wept, she couldn't help thinking how easy it would be to get even. Through her tears she explained to Rich the sight she had just witnessed. But at the same time her hand went to his crotch. She found his large limp cock with her fingers and felt it twitch and lengthen as she manipulated it through the cloth of his pants.

"I'm sure it was an… accident," Rich mumbled, not knowing what to say, enjoying the feel of her hands on his cock.

"Of course it was an accident!" Tracy sobbed. "They didn't expect me to barge in on them!"

"Well… I mean, maybe they…" Rich stammered, at a loss for words.

Why he was trying to apologize for Jim's infidelity was beyond him anyway. He bent his lips to Tracy's long smooth neck and began to kiss her ardently.

"Want to get even with him?" he murmured.

"God, you bet I do!" she spit out. Quickly Rich unzipped the back of her dress. Their mouths met and Tracy raped his with her tongue, breathing hotly.

She wanted to forget what she had just seen. Her whole new world seemed to be falling apart. After last night she had thought that she and Jim would never need anyone else again.

"Oh, God, fuck me, Rich!" she panted into Rich's ear.

She helped him undress her. She quickly unfastened her bra and shed her panties while his lips worked like leeches on her tingling nipples. Her tits pulsed with fire.

She stripped off his shirt, then his pants. She knew they could actually fuck without being undressed, but she wanted, to feel his naked body against hers. She stripped off his shorts and got her hands on his big delicious cock, which had given her so much pleasure during the past weeks.

"Oh, put this big beautiful monster in me quick!" she gasped.

"Over here," he said.

Tracy followed obediently. He brought her to his desk and pushed her down on top of it. Her ass was perched on the edge and her thighs splayed widely, revealing the red puckering seam of her open cunt.

Half-delirious with need, Tracy wanted to ask if this wouldn't, ruin all his work that, was spread out over his desk. But she knew that he wanted to fuck her like this for reasons of his own. And she wanted him to get on with it so much that she wasn't about to question his motives.

Rich stood between her thighs. He took his thick jumping cock in one hand and guided it into her swollen wet pussylips. Tracy watched it slide into her, penetrating bet completely. She shuddered with unbelievable pleasure.

"Ohhhnnnnnnn!" she moaned, falling into a near swoon.

Rich put his hands on her hips and began to push and pull his large cock in and out of her. He did it with such slow patience that Tracy thought she was going to become unglued before he ever started to ram and rip it into her. Her whole body streamed with sexual pleasure. She was panting and grunting with urgent need already.

"Ohnnnn… ungh! Oh faster… baby, faster!" she gasped.

"Oh, you don't want to do it too fast, do you honey?" Rich grinned, continuing to fuck her in steady rhythm. "You don't want it to be over with too quick."

"No," she gasped. "But God, it feels so good! I want you to really fuck me hard."

"Oh, I will," Rich whispered. "I sure will."

"Anngghhhhhh!" she groaned as he bent over and began to suck her nipples again.

She held his head in her hands, pushing her throbbing breasts up into his clever mouth. It was working. The sensations were so intense that she couldn't think about seeing Jim on top of Angie. Or the cum already leaking out of Angie's pussy.

All she could think of was the fiendish power of Rich's long fleshy stalk riding in and out of her. She could feel it scrape along her wildly aching clit, spraying hot arrows of lust through her cunt. Just the sight of the huge thing protruding from the clinging lips of her pussy was enough to make her shiver with pleasure.

But suddenly out of the corners of her eyes she realized that there were other people in the office. They were being watched! She tossed her head from side to side. There was Ann Vincent, watching them, her mouth wide open in astonishment. On the other side of the desk stood Jim, with Angie by his side.

"Oh my God!" Tracy cried out. "What are you all doing here!"

"The question might better be, what are you doing here?" Ann said in a wry sultry voice.

Rich chose this moment to begin fucking her more roughly. He sank his large cock deep into her juicing cunt, lunging into her fiercely.

"Ungh!" Tracy gasped, feeling her body pulse with hot need. God, what would it be like if they all fucked me, all at once? she found herself wondering. And she could see that they were wondering it, too. Even Jim!

Both he and Angie were still naked. Tracy glanced down at his groin and saw his prick swelling and twitching. He was rubbing it slowly with one hand as he gazed, almost hypnotized by the sight, at her and Rich.

Well what were they waiting for? she wondered. If they all wanted to fuck her, why didn't they go ahead and do it? Were they waiting for her to invite them? She had never done anything like that before, any more than they had.

And Rich began to fuck her more and more vigorously. Soon she was losing control of herself. She tossed and writhed on the desk under his hammering, thrusting cock, grunting and panting as her pleasure increased.

"Unh… ohhhnnnnnn, oh, God yesssss!" she panted, clamping her thighs around his hips and pumping back. "Fuck me! God, everybody fuck me!" she appealed to them.

And they seemed to respond directly to her invitation. She could sense them moving toward her. Out of the corner of one eye she could glimpse Ann quickly stripping off her clothes.

At the same time she felt Angie's hands beginning to stroke her naked flesh, Angie's lips on her quivering tits. And suddenly Jim's familiar cock flopped into her face. She opened her eyes and looked at it, becoming more excited, by the second.

My God, it's actually happening! she thought wildly. They're all going to fuck me! Me!

She took her husband's long swollen prick into her mouth and began to suck it passionately. Rich continued to fuck her spasming wet cunt steadily, while Ann and Angie began to kiss and devour every available inch of her naked body. Each of them sucked one of her tits until she thought the throbbing globes were going to explode.

Meanwhile Jim's cock began to get fat and rigid again in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, delirious with fuck desire. God, fuck me, fuck me everywhere! she thought wildly.

"Fuck me, too, Jimmy, fuck me, too!" she begged him.

"We'll have to get her down on the floor," she heard Jim say to Rich.

Suddenly all four of them were lifting her trembling body. They lowered her to the floor. She felt Rich's cock slide right back into her pussy again. But Jim was behind her. She could feel his hands in her asscrack.