Donna Allen - Hard up wife

Now his turgid cock rode smoothly in the heat of her ass, his hands under her, one hand stroking her soft belly, the other hand masturbating her stiff protruding clit. She rode with him, rocking back on her knees as he moved masterfully into her. She felt the throbbing of his thick cock and speeded up her movements to make him fuck harder.

"Now!" she cried. "Shoot it into me! Give it to me!"

His rampant cock buried to the root between her asscheeks, he suddenly bellowed out a roar and released the hot enema of his jism deep into the wet heat of her bowels. Shock waves of ecstasy tore through her body as she felt his cock pulsing in her ass. Thick jets of hot jism squirted up her shit-hole as her finger frantically rubbed her spasming clit. The ecstasy mounted until she finally fell forward onto her face, shuddering with pleasure and exhaustion.

McPherson cleaned up his cock, lit a cigar, and offered her a drink. "I want you to meet my wife," he said. "It's time for a little party."

Maude McPherson was a tall blonde woman of forty. Her fine-boned, face was smooth-skinned except for a few lines at the corners of her hazel eyes. She was elegant and beautiful and she kept her nose in the air.

"So glad to meet you," she said.

Leona was unsure of herself. McPherson had told her his wife's bark was worse than her bite, but after Leona met Mrs. McPherson she wondered if she ought to find some excuse to leave. At the end of an hour, however, Leona felt better. Maude drank a great deal of wine and she gradually warmed up.

They were seated in the large, sun-filled McPherson living room talking about the escapades of a well-known movie star, when Maude smiled casually at Leona and said: "Alistair tells me you're a lovely fuck."

Leona blushed. "Oh, Christ!" she said softly.

"Don't be upset," Maude chuckled. "I know all about it, darling, every little detail. I don't mind Alistair having his fun with you. And this afternoon we'll all get to know each other much better, won't we?"

McPherson pulled his beard with one hand and held up his drink with the other. "It's time!" he boomed. "Let's unveil the goodies!"

"No, not yet," Maude said. "You promised you'd let me direct this."

"What then?"

"Her dress is so pretty, I'd like to see her do something with her clothes on. Maybe she ought to suck you. Yes, why not that? She has a sexy mouth."

Leona shivered. They were treating her like an object, a body to be used for their pleasure. She was experienced enough now not to be surprised by the effect it had on her. The simple fact was that the idea of being used like this turned her on.

"Okay," McPherson said. "Let's get on with it. Leona?"

The knowledge that Maude would be there watching everything made Leona tremble with excitement. She knelt down on the rug between McPherson's opened legs. Unzipping his pants, she searched for his cock and brought it out of his fly. It dangled there like a fat, blue-veined sausage. She kissed the rapidly swelling head with a feathery touch, and then wrapped her lips around the meaty shaft. His cock was hardening now, growing long and thick, swelling up to its full strength, the fleshy pole rising up out of his crotch vibrating with impatience. She blew her warm breath on it to excite him. A sigh of pleasure escaped his lips and he leaned back with a groan.

"Get his balls out!" Maude said.

Leona slipped, her fingers into his open fly and carefully scooped out McPherson's heavy, hairy balls. She raised up the wrinkled sac and tickled the sensitive skin underneath it. She gazed at his throbbing cock and licked her lips. It was hard to imagine that not too long ago the idea of sucking a cock had revolted her. She wondered if Maude ever sucked her husband's cock. The image of Maude's elegant mouth stuffed with McPherson's pulsating cock-meat was exciting.

Parting her lips, Leona captured the bloated head of McPherson's cock and drew it into her warm mouth. Her tongue slurped down the underside of his shaft. She positioned herself between his open thighs and made ready to exhibit her talents.

"Don't move," Maude said suddenly. "Let me have a look at this." She perched on the arm of McPherson's chair and gazed down at the junction of Leona's mouth and her husband's cock.

Keeping his cock in her mouth, Leona raised her eyes and looked at Maude. The older woman smiled and reached down to run her finger tips over the stretched contour of Leona's lips.

"You do have a sexy mouth," Maude said. "It's even nicer this way. He's just about the right size for you, isn't he, dear? But you have to be careful with Alistair he has a tendency to run away with himself. Go on, darling, give him a good suck."

Leona could feel the warm juice oozing out of her cunt to wet her nylon panties. She began sucking McPherson's throbbing cock. She started slowly and sensually, making her mouth wet and loose, and then at intervals tightening up and applying strong suction. Her fingers rolled his large balls and tugged on the wrinkled skin that covered them.

"Delicious!" Maude exclaimed. "Is your pussy dripping, darling? I bet it is. Your mouth looks just like a pussy now. It's lovely!"

McPherson groaned and tried to push his cock deeper into Leona's mouth. He leaned forward and ran his hands over her neck and the back of her head. He reached under to massage her tits through the thin material of her dress and bra, his thumbs causing her nipples to harden and tingle.

"Sit back and relax, Alistair," Maude said. "Give the poor girl a chance. Maybe you ought to get some of your clothes off."

Leona helped McPherson get rid of his shoes, socks, pants and shorts. Leaning back again, McPherson slipped his ass forward and offered his crotch. She took his cock in her mouth once more and began bobbing her head. His swollen prick now stretched her mouth, forcing her lips into a tight ring. She rubbed the soft palate at the roof of her mouth back and forth over his hot spongy cock-head. He had a tasty cock and she always enjoyed sucking it. Sometimes she thought she'd like to suck it for hours. It was really kinky to be sucking a man's cock while his wife sat there and watched it all. She plunged her mouth firmly down the length of his shaft until his cock-head jabbed at the back of her throat. Then she felt Maude's hand stroking her neck.

"Lovely!" Maude crooned. "You've almost taken all of him!"

Leona slipped her mouth off McPherson's cock and gave his satin-skinned cock-tip a nip with her lips. She held his saliva-coated shaft and gently pumped the silky skin up and down the hard cylinder of fuck-muscle. His cock throbbed under her fingers and she could see the fluid oozing out of the slit.

"He's leaking!" Maude chuckled. "How nice!" She leaned over and took hold of her husband's balls, lifting them and testing their weight. "You're full, Alistair. I suppose you'd like to come. But we're doing things my way, aren't we?"

"Yes!" McPherson croaked. "But let her keep sucking, damn it!"

Maude giggled softly. "Of course, darling. But promise you won't come in her mouth. I don't want that. I want to watch you fuck her. Do you promise?"

"I promise!" McPherson hissed impatiently.

She patted his cheek and turned to Leona. "Just a little more sucking, darling. I know you're dying to have it, but we'll wait, won't we? Try doing his balls, or maybe even lower down. Have you ever had your tongue in his ass? I'd like to see that. You don't mind, do you?"

"No," Leona said. She was sorry now that Maude was there. If she had McPherson alone they'd be fucking by now. Her glance rested briefly on the pouting thrust of Maude's small breasts. Maude chuckled when she saw the focus of Leona's interest, and beg fingers began undoing the buttons of her blouse.

"Yes, why not?" Maude said. "I think it's time we were all more comfortable."