David Ingram - Hot pants bride

"Suck it, Beth," he said.

"I don't want to," she said.

"Come on, honey, just a little." He almost added, "Your sister does," but didn't. "Okay, just kiss it, then," he said when she made no move to take him in her mouth.

She hesitated for a moment, then bent his prick over and placed her lips on the tip.

"Yuk, it's all wet. Something is leaking out," she cried.

"It's just water. It won't hurt you. Come on, kiss it again."

She kissed it again, pushing her lips a little over the head, her tongue tasting the salty gunk seeping from the hole. She pulled back quickly.

"I don't want to," she said.

"Okay, where do you want it?"

"I want it inside me. I'm wet down there, too. I want you to fuck me."

Andy marveled at how easily she said it now. She used to cringe if he said it.

Beth let go of his cock and lay back, her head on the pillow, her legs open. "Fuck me, Andy," she said.

Andy sat up and looked at her cunt. "You kissed mine, so I'll kiss yours," he said, and bent over. He pressed his mouth over her open cunt. His tongue rolled in. She was wet, all right.

"Mmmmmmm, Andy," she moaned, "I like that."

His tongue in her cunt thrilled her. It sent shivers up her spine, made her tingle all over, brought her dark nipples up hard.

"Yeh, eat me, honey. Get me ready for your prick."

She put her hands on his head to press him tighter. The fire came up fast. She was going to cum before he even got his prick in her belly. She wanted to cum, it was a feeling she wanted more each day.

He was sucking good now, swabbing his tongue in and out of her cunt, his lips riding roughly over her clit. Her ass was off the bed, lifting to meet him and she was coming. It was a good one, but of course, they were all good.

"Oh, honey, honeeee… so nice."

She felt all fluttery inside as the good feeling oozed.

Andy licked the length of her deep slit. He was sucking her from above, and his nose was deep in her crotch, sliding into the crevice of her ass, between the luxuriant moon. The smell was heady, rich and ripe. She smelled strongly of sex, of desire and wet, randy cunt. He liked the smell, liked eating a woman's cunt. If she would suck his cock at the same time he wouldn't bother with fucking. He wanted to cum in her mouth like he had her sister's, spill his gunk in her mouth, on her lips, all over her face.

"Fuck me now, Andy. I'm ready, so ready," Beth moaned.

He reluctantly lifted his face from her snatch and rolled over on top of her. She quickly reached down and grasped his cock, pressing it to her hole.

"Anxious little devil, aren't you?" he said.

"Fuck me," Beth moaned.

His cock went in easy. She was so wet from his spit and her own juice. He rammed hard, pushing in all the way to the thick hair. Her cunt swallowed him up, closing tightly around the shaft. It was a marvelous feeling the way her cunt massaged his embedded prick, squeezing and relaxing, then squeezing him tight again. She was really getting good.

"Aw, Andy, I like it," she moaned. "Keep going the way you are now, don't stop… wanta cum, gotta cum."

"I'm almost there, baby, can't hold out long," he gasped.

"Okay… close, too. Keep going, don't stop. Yeh, yeh, almost there."

Her knees were up high, making a deep vee. She jerked violently, her orgasm in full bloom. It was different than an oral cum, not a lot, but different. She wasn't sure which was best, fuck cum or oral cum. They both felt marvelous, but at the moment it was fuck cum. A cock felt so good in there.

Her legs were over his back now, locked tight to hold him in, and she was coming again. Jesus, it felt so good. She felt the hot stuff spilling inside her and worked with her pussy to drain it, she wanted it all, every drop.

Andy was puffing, pumping hard. He gritted his teeth as the last of the good feeling drained from the end of his prick. It was over, time to get up and go to work, but Beth held him tight.

"Not quite yet, let it shrivel inside me," she said, and felt the warmth flood out from her cunt. It was number three, her third cum from one fuck, a record. She breathed through her open mouth, gulping at the air. It was a slow, oozing cum, maybe better than the other two. She held him for several minutes and then let her legs fall away.

"We better get ready for work or well both be late," Andy said. He rolled off and let his feet fall to the floor.

When Andy returned from a quick shower, Beth was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking. The slop from her cunt was slowly leaking out onto the sheet. She watched him dress, wondering if he could keep her satisfied all by himself. Even if he fucked her every single day of the week. Would it be enough?

She remembered yesterday afternoon – fucking with Doc in the parking lot had been a marvelous and exciting experience, most satisfying, too. Yet she was still turned on when Andy got home from work, and met him at the door with a drink in each hand, wearing only her blouse, and it was unbuttoned. They had a couple of drinks and he went down on her on the couch. He brought her off with his tongue and then again with his cock. It was especially pleasurable, knowing his sperm was mixing with Doc's. She had enjoyed both Doc's cock and her husband's and felt surprisingly little guilt. A hard cock was supposed to give a woman pleasure, not guilt.

Andy was dressed by the time Beth finished her shower. She slid a pair of panties up her legs and patted them into place.

"Still wearing underpants to work? There's a couple of broads where I work that never wear any, and they make sure all the men in the place know it. Jesus, they go to any length to give everybody a peek. Every guy in the joint is horny all day. One of them has the blondest pussy hair, almost white, but she's a little too fat for my taste."

Beth felt a quick pang of jealousy and jerked the pants back down her legs, giving them a kick.

"There, is that better?" she said.

"Don't get uptight, baby. I'm not advocating you give that horny Doc Burns a peek, but…" He rolled his eyes. "It'll keep you hot for me just knowing you're naked under your skirt."

It'll make it easier if Doc gets me in his car, too, she thought.

She pulled a sweater over her head. The sweater was too tight and a very close knit. Her nipples would be very prominent if they got hard. They showed even now. She picked out a skirt and slipped it on. Her legs were great, even without hose, so she skipped the pantyhose. If he wants me provocative and revealing to other men, fine, she thought.

She spent the morning typing letters. The work really piled up if she was gone, even for one afternoon. Evelyn didn't do much of anything, played with herself behind her desk, but not much else.

Eating lunch, she thought about the great fuck with Andy before work. It made her cunt tingle. She kind of wished she had sucked his cock a little… for Andy's sake, of course. It might be kind of fun. She realized how horny she still felt. Andy hadn't really satisfied her at all, just whet her appetite for more. God, why was she horny all the time?

Doc came back from lunch and told her Zarie had flown back to New York and wouldn't be back for at least a week. She felt a little tug of disappointment, but didn't show it. She wasn't planning on doing anything with him, anyway. It was fun to think about though.

An hour after Doc got back, he called Evelyn into his office. Beth was at the filing cabinet and could see through the half open door. He already had her blouse pulled out and his hands inside. He was kissing her, hard. She saw Evelyn's foot come and kick the door shut behind her.

Beth stamped back to her desk, her face red. She was pissed, and she was jealous. The two-timing prick.

She heard their voices and realized the intercom was on. She reached for the off button, then stopped.