Donna Allen - Hard up wife

The intensity of Leona's lust caused her hands to tremble as she unzipped Bob's fly and brought out his rampant cock. A sigh escaped her hot lips as she wrapped her cool slender fingers around his pulsing shaft. Moving her face forward, extending her tongue, she licked the sleek cock-head like an ice cream cone. Then she opened her lips and filled her mouth with his turgid cock-meat.

His eyes glittering, Bob gazed down and watched his wife's red lips slide wetly over the throbbing shaft of his swollen cock.

"All the way, honey," he said. "Get it into your throat."

Leona slid her hands around his hips and stroked his hard asscheeks through the material of his pants. She began bobbing her head on his cock, the warm oven of her mouth moving back and forth on the fleshy pole. Then she felt his fingers caressing her head and tangling in her hair. She moaned on the mouthful of cock-meat.

"I'm almost there," Bob said casually. The first orgasm would relieve his tensions and prepare for the evening ahead. A quick blow-job was always the surest way to get his body ready for serious fucking.

Her hands clinging to the backs of Bob's thighs, Leona continued to hungrily suck his cock. Then, suddenly, he hunched and groaned, and a moment later he flooded her waiting mouth with a river of hot cum. Her throat worked in spasms as she snorted through her passion-flared nostrils and swallowed his thick jism spurt by delicious spurt. Only when she had his cock drained of the last drops of his milky fuck-juice did she allow his prick to slip from between her puffy lips. She wiped off her mouth with a finger, sucked off the excess jism, and rose to her feet.

"I bought two steaks for dinner," she said. Taking hold of his limp cock with her fingers, she stripped back his foreskin and carefully wiped his cock-head with a Kleenex.

"I need a quick shower," he said. "Fix me another drink and wait for me."

Two drinks was all they allowed themselves, since they knew that more than that dulled their senses.

Bob came out of the bathroom wearing the silk robe Leona had given him on his last birthday. Leona remained nude, and when she handed him his drink in the living room he playfully tweaked one of her nipples. His palm cupped the heavy resilient globe of her breast, and then his fingers moved down to graze her pussy-hair.

"Warm it up for me," he said.

She smiled shyly and handed him her drink. Moving to an easy chair, she sat down and dangled her legs over the upholstered arms. Her cunt opened like a meaty clam, her red cunt-lips gaping lewdly. Closing her eyes, she slipped a hand down to the heat of her hairy crotch and began finger-fucking.

Playing with herself in front of her husband always excited Leona to a fever pitch. It was deeply thrilling to expose the raw red meat of her dripping cunt to his lustful gaze. She slowly rubbed her middle finger up and down the length of her drooping cunt-lips. There had been a time, long ago, when she'd thought her cunt ugly. That had all passed. She was now mature enough to be aware of the special beauty of her pussy. Using her fingertip, she gently touched the shaft of her large clit. Then her finger dipped into her cunt-mouth, scooped out some cunt-juice, and moved up again to stroke her clit.

"That's nice," Bob said. "But don't I don't come."

Her wet finger left her clit and probed once more into hot cunt-hole. This time she added a second finger to give her greater fullness in her hole.

Using the ball of her thumb to stroke her clit, and her two fingers to simulate a cock in her cunt-hole, she finger-fucked herself with a steady rhythm. Her cunt was now juicy enough so that her fingers made a sloshing noise as they moved in and out.

"I'll come soon if I don't stop," she groaned.

"Okay," Bob said. "Just kneel on the chair and show me your ass."

Tossing him a sultry look, she rearranged her body on the chair. Facing the back of the chair, she balanced herself on her knees on the seat cushion. This position, kneeling with her ass and cunt toward his face, was her favorite. She always found the total, animal-like exposure terribly erotic. She never knew what would happen next. Sometimes he just looked, sometimes he sucked her pussy from behind, sometimes he reamed her asshole with his tongue, sometimes he fucked her cunt, and sometimes he fucked her asshole. Her body was his to do with as he wished.

Gazing at the plump white ass of his wife, Bob pulled up a chair and sat down behind her. The sight of her hairy gaping cunt and her dark puckered asshole above it made his cock twitch with desire.

He stroked his palms over her satin-smooth asscheeks. He leaned forward and sniffed the delicate perfume she always used in the crack of her ass. Using the fingertips of both hands, he tugged gently on her thick drooping cunt-lips, pulling them down and then apart to reveal her glistening dark-pink cunt-meat.

He could see the white juice brimming at the mouth of her cunt-hole. As he watched, a gob of juice oozed out and dripped down to the seat cushion below. Extending his tongue and pressing forward, he lapped at the quivering mouth of her cunt and sucked up as much of her juice as he could.

Leona groaned. She pressed her cunt back against his face. She could feel his nose tickling her asshole. Then he suddenly pulled his face away and pinched her asscheek.

"On the rug," he said. "Stretch out on your back."

She scrambled to obey. She watched him toss away his robe, her eyes gleaming at the sight of his erect, throbbing cock. He fisted his cock and stroked the shaft a few times before joining her on the rug.

As his hands moved over her, teasing and tantalizing her lush body, his lips found hers and his tongue slipped between her teeth.

She kissed him back with a passion that matched his own. His hard cock throbbed hotly against her belly, teasing her with a sample of what he had to offer.

Now his hands were on the large firm mounds of her tits and he began to massage and caress them, brushing her nipples back and forth until they swelled and grew hard against his palms.

"Fuck me!" she moaned. "I want your cock!"

She brought her hands up around his back and passed her fingertips over his muscular flesh. As she parted her thighs, she slid between them, found the stiff pulsating shaft of his massive cock, and fixed his cock between the open flowing lips of her steaming cunt.

The first powerful thrust brought a moan of delight from her lips.

"Oh, Christ, that's good!" she said.

He began a slow pumping of his thick cock in and out of her gushing cunt. She bucked her hips to meet him stroke for stroke. He reached under to cup the full cheeks of her ass, and once he had her asscheeks palmed, he held her up and drove forward into her eager pussy again. She whimpered each time his heavy balls slapped against the resilient flesh of her ass, and she rotated her hips to match his fucking.

He abruptly pulled out his cock, pushed back her legs, and swooped his mouth down on her cunt.

He stuck his tongue into her juicy pussy and swirled it around. He opened his mouth wide and noisily sucked in all the meat of her cunt.

"Oh, Jesus!" she hissed, wagging her rump and mashing her clit against the front of his teeth.

Overwhelmed by his own passion, he moved his mouth lower down and licked into the wet crack of her ass. He lapped the inch of flesh between her pussy and asshole, then scrubbed her musky-tasting little asshole with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh, God!" she cried. "Oh, God, yes, suck my ass!"

He was wild for her. Even her asshole was delicious. With a groan of lechery, he pushed his tongue into the tight ring of her shit-hole.

"Uuuuunggghhh!" she gasped, shuddering with ecstasy. "Jesus, yes!"

Spurred on by her total response, he began pumping the full length of his tongue in and out of her steaming asshole.