Mark Carver - Two-way wife

At first the blonde was deeply tempted. If she worked six days a week she'd be rich in just a few months! But deep down, the idea of selling her tawny, luscious flesh revolted Cindy. Her pussy belonged only to her, and she'd decide who would get it, dammit, and on her terms.

It wasn't for sale and never would be.

So coupled with her ripe, budding sexiness was a hot, rebellious nature, a defiant fuck-you attitude which no one could tame.

And it was the untamed animal in Cindy who now moaned wantonly in her throat as she sucked on Don's long throbbing prick. She felt his meat vibrate intensely with his boiling load, and the blonde held her breath.

He shot off then, great torrents of cream that made Cindy gag and gulp rapidly, that made her silky flesh shudder with lewd joy. Groaning urgently, Don held tightly onto her head as he fucked her mouth in sharp lunges, ripples of shattering bliss tearing through his spurting cock.

Christ, if her little pussy was half as hot and juicy!

He gasped as Cindy drained him dry with fierce, greedy sucks of her mouth, milking his sagging rod tightly with her fist, savoring every molten drop. As a very young girl, she'd read or heard somewhere that the more of a man's come you swallowed – especially a handsome stud, like Don – the more sex appeal you radiated, and it was this childish idea which was behind the blonde's obsession with giving swift and fiery blowjobs.

She sat up gulping for air now, her satiny tits and sweating. "Good stuff," she purred, licking her lips. "I hope there's a hell of a lot more where that came from!"

Don quickly shushed her, his eyes darting to his bedroom door, which was slightly ajar. As long as the wild blonde didn't shout or scream, he felt certain Laura would sleep through it.

Which proved how little he really knew his silken-skinned, long-legged young wife.

Because at that moment the feverish nurse was biting her lips to keep from crying out with excitement, two stiff fingers plunging lustfully in and out of her gushing hot cunt.

Less than a minute after Don left the bed, the trembling brunette padded to the door and opened it only a couple of inches, which gave her a perfect view if she peered through the hinged crack. The living room was only semi-dark, flooded with a soft light from the street lamp outside.

From the moment Cindy woke up and flung back the sheets to reveal her sleek, soft curves, her beautifully ripening tits and sweet thighs, Laura was in a frenzy of strange hunger.

Laura had never made it with another girl, but, like most young women, she'd toyed with the idea occasionally, just fantasy at first, a deliciously obscene and harmless secret.

Until she'd met Cindy a few hours ago. It was impossible for anyone who wasn't blind, male or female, to look at the hot-eyed, softly curved blonde without thinking about sex. The expression "yummy enough to eat" suited Cindy to perfection. And in some bizarre manner, her tough, cynical attitude, her bold defiance, made the teenager all the more desirable. Even her sloppy T-shirt and jeans added to the effect, as if she could strip for action in ten seconds.

The moment Cindy started going down on the nurse's naked husband, Laura began masturbating frantically, her eyes never leaving the blonde's plump naked ass and curly fringe beneath, her blood singing with depraved fire. God, she'd love to kiss and suck and even bite that adorable ass, ram her tongue to the hilt up her tender pink cunt!

And the girl was beautiful, even poetic, as she crouched between Don's hairy thighs and lewdly slid her ripe lips back and forth on his gigantic hard-on, her hips making unconscious fucking motions in time to her hot sucking.

Laura felt no shame whatever watching her muscled husband eagerly pump his rod in and out of another girl's mouth. In fact, the wildly trembling brunette could only curse her own timidity for not joining them, for not burrowing her own lips between Cindy's tawny, thighs and lapping her juicy slit.

Ever since she'd started going with her massively hung husband years before, the sexy nurse had a wild, curious urge to see him in action with another girl. She felt a deep pride in his rugged good looks, his colossal, curved hard-on his ability to fuck like a tireless piledriver until she couldn't stop coming or crying with joy.

She simply wanted to share him with other women, to bask in their envy and her pride of ownership.

And to join in the excitement and fun too, with everything she had sultry lips, hot, proud tits, lush ass and eager, swinging tight pussy. The passionate brunette just had to satisfy her rising curiosity about what it felt like to make it with another sexy girl.

As soon as she saw her husband jerk and quiver when he began shooting off in Cindy's whipping mouth, Laura bit her lips savagely to keep from crying out and started gushing her own honey all over her stroking fingers. The naked blonde was hunched down and wolfing at Don's prick with furious delight, her sweet plump ass bouncing with bliss.

Laura slipped her fingers out of her throbbing pussy and panted to catch her breath. Cindy was lying on top of Don now, rubbing her tits into his chest and grinding her cunt to his rod lasciviously while she kissed him.

Moving softly on her bare feet, the nurse got her nine-inch vibrator from the bottom dresser drawer and hurried back to her spying position at the door. Her husband didn't know she masturbated with the long humming rod at least once a day, while she daydreamed about him savagely screwing other women and girls. She had other dreams too, about all three of them locked in strange, obscene positions while she had delirious orgasms to the pumping vibrator.

Lately, the hot nurse's sex-drive had been alarm big. She couldn't seem to get enough of either Don's colossal prick or her vibrator, her undercurrent of excitement building up to dangerous proportions, as if heading for some strange and violent climax.

The brunette's dilemma was both complex and simple: she was a born swinger, a natural switch-hitter whose passionate nature demanded a great deal of torrid sex – and variety – to stay happy and healthy. While most women who were designed by nature with ravenous appetites for sex recognized it early in life and handled the problem with cheerful zest, either staying single and screwing everything in pants and skins or becoming ardent wife swappers and wanton swingers; Laura had no such awareness.

Having been brought up by strictly religious parents, whom she still loved, the ripe-breatsed brunette was taught that sex was a duty, and if you had to enjoy it, it had to be in decent moderation. Meaning her deeply passionate nature was confined strictly to her husband, who could only deliver so much to her feverish hot pussy.

In a word, Laura was frustrated. Profoundly, achingly frustrated, a result of her simple, narrow inhibitions and small-town beliefs.

Inside the stunningly curved brunette was a smoldering volcano of raw, seething urges, and small but ominous geysers of heat were beginning to erupt with a vengeance. It was her strange obscene desire to watch her strapping husband fuck the tawny blonde that prompted her to bring Cindy home with her. But she was also driven by a deeper, hotter urge – to have wild sex with the beautiful girl herself. To suck on her plump silky tits and lash her tongue deep into that tender pussy until she was sated with golden cunt-honey. To lick that darling young ass eagerly while she finger-fucked her with slow, lascivious strokes.

Torn between her savagely deep natural passion and her strict upbringing, the brunette was in a restless torment. She knew her husband would be shocked and angry if she told him she was dying to see him screw another girl, and then join in the lewd games herself. All she wanted to do was suck and fuck in a wanton threesome every night until the blaze in her torrid loins was purring with contentment.