Don Scott - The hottest wife

Once in the apartment Jeff said he would watch some television before hitting the sack. I said I was going to change into something a little more comfortable and practically ran into the bedroom and pulled off my dress and bra. Wearing just platform shoes, garter belt and dark hose I returned to the living room to find Jeff sleeping.

"You son of a bitch," I cursed under my breath, feeling pretty fucking stupid about being virtually naked while my husband slept on the couch. I grabbed my knee-length tan trench coat, stuffed a twenty-dollar bill, pack of cigarettes and a tube of lip gloss in the pockets, then raced out of the apartment, slamming the door behind me.

My big tits bounced freely, unconfined without a bra, as I buttoned my coat and tied the belt around my waist. I felt like a walking sexual dynamo. For all anyone could tell, I was fully dressed beneath the coat. However, all I would have to do would be open it up and anyone could see my tits and cunt. I may not be able to keep my husband awake, but something told me that I'd be able to keep the attention of some man… any man.

As I walked quickly down the street, I decided that I wouldn't be too discriminating as to who my first lover would be. Any man with a cock between his legs would suit my immediate needs. After that, I might settle down and find a nice, gentle lover.

A blinking light caught my attention and then I knew exactly where I would find a cock. A small adult bookstore, advertising short moves for a quarter, would certainly have plenty of horny men to suit my needs.

I stepped inside and got a bunch of quarters, pleased to see that the guy behind the counter tried to look down the front of my coat.

"Hey, lady," the guy said, grinning as he stared at my cleavage. "What's a foxy mania like you doing in a place like this?"

"Don't you mean – what's a nice girl like me doing in a place like this? Anyway, to answer your question, I'm here because I like watching people get it on." I took the quarters and dropped them in my pocket. "Maybe I'll talk to you a little later."

"DO these movies make you horny?" the guy asked.

"You'll find out a little later," I said, flashing him a smile.

The booths were in a back room. Dozens of small booths with just pull curtains to keep the other patrons from watching the movie you paid to watch. There were about four or five guys milling around, plus, from what I could tell, about three more guys watching movies. When the first guy saw me he was so surprised that the cigar fell from his mouth.

"Hi, guys," I said, walking up to the guy as I lit a cigarette. "Any of these movies any good?"

He just stared at me dumbfounded. I guess they weren't used to seeing young women in porn theatres. Since the guy didn't seem very forward, I walked away, deciding which booth I would try first. I unbuttoned the top three buttons on my coat, making it possible to see all the way down to my navel. The insides of my big tits were visible, but I wondered if anyone could see them in the dim light.

A man watching a movie heard me talking and opened the curtain of his booth. I guessed his age at somewhere around thirty-five or forty. Even in the dim light I could see that he was jacking himself off. Stepping up, I saw that he had a short, extremely thick cock. I couldn't even guess at the radius of his prick, but I knew that I'd never be able to touch my thumb with my fingers if I held it in my hand.

On the screen a beautiful girl was giving head to some guy with a cock that looked to be about a foot long. She was whacking on the long, fat stem while her lips slid over the mushroomed cockhead. The look of sheer pleasure on her face started a familiar glow in my cunt.

As I watched the screen, the guy sitting in the booth slipped his hand inside my coat and began tweaking my nipple. I never even looked at him as he untied the belt and opened my coat up. His hand groped between my legs, the palm getting wet from my juices.

I put my hands on either side of the booth and moved my feet back and apart, sort of in a position the police put a person in before frisking them. In doing this, my boobs jounced and hung down a little more.

"That's right, buddy," I said as his rough palm pressed against my hot clit. "Do whatever you want. I don't mind. I won't stop you."

The guy slipped a finger up my blonde pussy as he fisted his red-hot cock. On the screen the actress was splayed out on her back, legs spread wide as she begged for the actor to fuck her. Yeah, she needed a good fucking as much as I did.

Behind me some other men had gathered around. I moved my hips a little to get the maximum amount of friction from the invading finger on my clit and they could see that. Someone lifted my coat up and I heard them gasp as they saw my naked ass.

"Son of a bitch!" I heard one guy exclaim. "She ain't got nothin' under the coat!"

Immediately I had hands all over my body, feeling my legs and tits. They moved my coat higher up my body and to one side, giving them an unobstructed view of my ass.

On the screen was a close-up of the actor's huge prick being rammed into the girl's snatch. As I watched the fucking on the screen, the guy finger fucking me climaxed, his cum shooting in the air and landing on his lap. Almost sadly he withdrew his finger from my cunt and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and started cleaning up the mess.

His finger had hardly left my cunt before I felt someone's hot, hard cock slip between my legs. My unseen lover lunged at me but missed and his cock just rubbed against the outside of my gash. He tried again and again before finally hitting the mark and slamming his prick to the hilt up my moist crease.

"Mmmmmmmm! So good! Fuck me hard and fast," I whispered, not taking my eyes off the screen.

The guy pounded his tool into me quickly, with the urgency only someone who hasn't been laid in a long time would have. My tits rose and fell, wiggling erotically with each smacking of hip against butt.

Another guy slipped under my arm and started sucking on my nipple. The hard, dark nub had already been aroused by mauling hands. When I felt the warm wetness of lips and tongue against my nipple, I almost fell over. My knees went weak and I teetered on my four-inch platform heels.

"Here we go, love," the guy fucking me hissed. He moved his hands from my hips and wrapped his arms around my stomach, holding my ass tightly against his plundering prick. A moment later his cum splashed up my hot cunt and squishy sounds filled the air as his cock hammered borne.

Hardly had the first fucker pulled his cock from my snatch when a second hard prick was slapped in me. The second fucker climaxed quickly, even before I could get the rhythm of his thrusts.

The screen went blank and there was a blind scramble among the men to find a quarter. As someone shoved a quarter in the slot, the screen blazed to life with the beautiful young woman once again writhing under the onslaught of the foot-long prick. Someone shoved his cock in my cunt.

I wiggled my ass, pushing back against the plundering prick that worked smoothly into my well-oiled cunt. My clit began to burn, oozing out oil to mingle with the cum.

"Give it to me," I hissed, shaking my ass more fiercely. "Fuck me hard and make me cum!"

Hands were all over my body, tugging at my nipples, feeling my hair, squeezing my flexed thighs. The anonymity of this fucking excited me. It was like getting it on with a dream. There were no faces, bodies – not even cocks. I never saw anything. I just felt the pawing hands and the plundering cocks and knew that they would send me skyward until my fiery clit exploded. I was the woman on the screen, begging for the foot-long cock. I was a she-wolf, looking for fresh meat.

"What a body," the guy ramming his prick in me whispered as his tool worked easily in my twat. "I could fuck this cunt all day."