Donna Allen - Hard up wife

"You're not bad at it," he said. "Try to move a little faster. Squeeze the shaft down at the bottom so you get more blood into my cock-head. That's the way! See how it swells up? Nice, eh?"

He finally pulled his cock out from the sucking hole of her mouth and stepped back.

"Let's give you more territory to work on," he chuckled.

He stripped off his clothes. Sitting down on the top of his desk, he pulled up his knees and told her to suck his balls.

"Easy!" he said. "Keep it wet and do one at a time. Now the other one. That's good! Oh, you want my ass, do you? You go right ahead, cutie, I don't mind at all!"

She wasn't certain why she was doing it, but the idea was so viciously lewd it was irresistible. The first touch of her tongue on his asshole brought a short grunt out of his throat. She swirled her tongue over the wrinkled rim until she had him mewling. When she pushed inside the ring of muscle, he clamped his asshole down on her tongue and hissed: "Oh, you little bitch! I'm going to fuck you into the floor!"

He pushed her away and had her kneel on the rug with her dress rolled up to her waist to completely expose her ass. Massaging her pouting cunt and the crack of her ass with the heel of his palm, he playfully scratched the cheeks of her ass and crooned.

"We're going to take care of that hot little pussy of yours aren't we? Now listen carefully. When I start fucking you, you put your hand on your cunt and give your clit the old workout. Rubadub dub, if you know what I mean."

Kneeling behind her, he ran his cock-head in the meaty groove of her cunt, found the socket of her cunt-mouth, and rammed himself in with one smooth stroke.

She groaned at the exquisite sensation of the first penetration of his hot cook deep into the channel of her cunt. She slid a hand down under her belly, fingered her stretched cunt lips and found the swollen bud of her clit. She began massaging the stiff button to the tempo of his stroking cock. He fucked her until her bones rattled and a helpless gurgle came out of her throat.

"Now!" he shouted. "Hang loose!"

Brutally gripping the cheeks of her ass, he screwed a thumb into her asshole and savagely pumped his cock. Leona gasped, lurched, and erupted violently.

"Oh, my God!" she cried. "Oh, Jesusfucking Christ! Oh, Shit! Oh, fuck meeeeeeeeee!"

Although Alistair McPherson came into Leona's life very suddenly, the affair with him lasted much longer than she expected. At the end of that first wild afternoon of sex in his office, McPherson made Leona promise to return a week later. He said she still had "problems to work out". She knew better, of course. McPherson was interested in fucking, and not much else. Leona thought about it most of the week, and finally she decided to go back. Visiting McPherson's office once a week would be a perfectly discreet way to have an affair, and McPherson seemed fully capable of giving her the sexual relief she wanted. She felt that between her husband and McPherson, whatever sexual tensions she had would be adequately drained.

McPherson's fucking was deliciously exciting. Leona never knew what to expect when she visited his office each Wednesday after noon. He had kinky tastes and lewd preferences. She was sometimes puzzled by them, but always turned on. She now had orgasms with his cock in her pussy – provided she had a finger working her clit – but she still liked ass-fucking best of all. McPherson was an expert at it. She loved the feel of him fucking her ass. She loved his hard fat cock forcing its way into her tight little hole. She thrilled each time he dumped his load of hot jism in her bowels. She discovered she liked ass-fucking even when it was brutal and deep. She even liked the pain at the moment of penetration. At the finale, she always seemed to come endlessly, her mind and body reeling through a series of marvelously shattering orgasms.

One day McPherson told her that if she wanted to make him happy she ought to wear a garter belt and stockings instead of pantyhose.

"Pantyhose were invented by a fool and should be worn by nuns!" he growled.

When Leona arrived the following week dressed as he wished, she was pleased to see the lust in his eyes.

"This time we'll do whatever you want," he said. "What would you like?"

She thought a moment and then smiled shyly. "Tie me up and fuck my ass," she said.

McPherson chuckled. "Are you sure? That doesn't do much for your problem, you know."

"Of course, I'm sure," Leona said. "That's what I want."

She decided to turn him on and get his motor running. Slipping off her panties, she held her dress bunched up at her waist. The dark stockings and black garter belt sensuously framed the dark hair of her pussy. Enjoying the effect she was having on him, she turned and showed him her ass.

"You're a juicy piece!" he bellowed. "A real hot fuck!"

"Where do you want me?" she purred.

"On the couch," he said. "Just kneel on the cushion and get that gorgeous ass in the air! I'll rope you up like a calf so you won't be able to move a muscle!"

She climbed onto the leather sofa and knelt on the edge, parting her thighs and pushing her, plump ass out. McPherson hauled yards of clothesline out of a drawer and proceeded to tie her up so securely that she was very completely immobilized. Moving behind her, he spread open her hot asscheeks, lowered his head and pressed his face into the damp crack of her ass. She knelt silently, her head down, her back arched, as he kissed and licked her asshole. She shivered as she felt his tongue press into the opening to wet her down as much as possible.

Now McPherson straightened up and fondled the smooth white globes of her asscheeks. "Would you like some grease?"

Sometimes she needed cream or Vaseline. This wasn't one of those times. Her ass felt as big and open as a cunt. "No," she said. "Just get started."

A moment later, she felt the fat knob of his cock moving between her spread asscheeks to press against her asshole.

You've come a long way, Leona, she thought. A year ago she'd have fainted at the mere idea of ass-fucking.

The pressure of his cock-head gradually built up until it became an ache. The ache turned to pain and suddenly erupted into sharp agony as the broad head of his cock popped in to her tight hole. Pushing ahead relentlessly, he drove his thick cock into the dark heat of her meaty ass.

"Oh, God!" she groaned. She gritted her teeth and held her breath as he completed the penetration. McPherson was not the first man to fuck her ass, but for some reason his cock always hurt more than the others. The pain had been an agony the first time he'd done it, but now she was used to it and even welcomed it. She knew that afterward the organ would be tremendous.

McPherson's thick cock pushed into the hot rubbery tube of her ass until his crotch-hair pressed against her satin-smooth asscheeks and his dangling, wrinkled ball-bag tickled her pouting cunt-lips. Then there came the first painful withdrawal, the tender membrane lining the inside of her asshole clinging to the meat of his cock as he drew back for the next thrust.

The tight tube of Leona's shit-hole gradually lubricated until McPherson was able to fuck her ass almost as easily and as fast as a cunt. From then on, the pain was gone and there was nothing but excruciating pleasure.

McPherson held her full hips and Leona rocked with him. She pressed back each time to get his hard cock deep into her hot ass.

"Christ you've got a tight butt!" he groaned. "I could fuck this delicious hole for a week!"

"I don't think I could stand that!" Leona gasped. "You'd kill me for sure!"

He gave out a lusty laugh. His hands moved to her tits and he teased and stroked her long rubbery nipples. He massaged the soft flesh of her belly. Probing between her fleshy thighs, he found the fat nub of her swollen clit and pinched and pulled until the deep sensation in her crotch mushroomed out to suffuse her sweating body.