David Ingram - Hot pants bride

"I still want to suck your cock, Max. I want to feel it hard in my mouth and I want you to go all the way."

"You can suck it to your heart's content, honey, but I won't promise it'll get hard. You really fucked me out."

They went back to the living room, still both naked, and Maxie sat on the couch beside Andy. Andy was out, his head lolled back, his mouth open. Beth pushed Maxie's legs apart and settled comfortably on the floor in front of him.

She leaned forward and sucked at the tip, held it up straight and licked the length of the shaft, first one side and then the other. She played like this for several minutes, then opened her mouth wide and pushed down. She discovered that she could get the whole thing in her mouth when he was soft. She kind of liked that. It would be much nicer to feel it harden, to know that her mouth and lips were the cause. She started bobbing her head, masturbating his shaft with her lips, sucking all the while. He remained soft.

She glanced up at him. He grinned and shrugged. Andy was snoring now.

She slid her hand between his legs and felt his balls. They were loose in their sac. He lifted so she could get at them. She let her finger tips caress them, tickle them, and cupped them in her palm. Holding them in her palm, her fingers tickled his ass hole.

"Yeh, yeh," he grunted, lifting higher.

Sensing what he wanted even though she'd never had any experience in this area, she let her finger tips probe at his ass hole. Her index finger found the puckered spot and just popped inside. Maxie gave a grunt of approval and she felt his prick stiffen in her mouth. She pushed her finger in deeper and his cock grew so fast she had to back off.

She backed away until she had only the head in her mouth. It was all she could hold, it stretched her mouth so wide. She had her finger in his ass to the knuckle, though. She started fucking his ass, while she sucked at the throbbing knob.

Maxie couldn't believe his good fortune. He finally had found a girl that would do the things he liked and liked doing them. His wife would finger-fuck his ass while she masturbated him, but hated it and always told him so afterwards. She only did it rather than let him fuck her. He always came hard anyway, and was delighted when his jism got on her hand. She absolutely refused to suck him, though.

He held himself rigid, knowing he couldn't last very long. She had the whole knob in her mouth and was licking the little groove on the underside.

It was excruciatingly good. She now had two fingers in his ass, stroking in and out like his cock had when he was fucking her.

"Oh, Christ, baby, I'm about to cum. Let me cum in your mouth, swallow it, drink my jizz… please, please!"

He was writhing now, the hot stuff moving, charging for her honey-sweet lips. A huge glob spilled out and he thought he would die, it felt so wonderful as it broke free and poured over her tongue. And then there was more, lots more. He thought he would never stop coming.

Beth, meanwhile, shoved both fingers as deep as they would go and sucked wildly. She was getting a magnificent load. It was thick and salty, and heavy with smoke, like she was sucking from the end of a cigar. She savored the rich taste and swallowed. It burned like raw whiskey, leaving a tingly hot trail all the way down. And there was more, though it was more syrupy now, thin and chalky. It seemed to run in her mouth like piss. It surprised her that she thought of piss, and wondered if he could. No, she'd heard a man couldn't while he was hard. She was glad he couldn't, but… well, shit, it would be exciting.

She held him in her mouth, wanting to completely drain him, sucking gently until she felt the stiffness begin to leave. She finally pulled back and let his cock plop from her lips. She sat back and watched it shrivel to half mast. A sliver of white goo hung at the corner of her lip. Her tongue flicked out and it was gone. She felt her heart pounding and looked up at his face.

"Can you pee?" she asked softly.

He looked surprised at her question. "No, not while I'm hard," he said.

She reached up and felt his prick. "You aren't very hard."

"I can't even if I'm a little hard."

"Get soft and try."

She leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth again. Her boldness surprised even herself. No, not her boldness, her perversity. He was quite soft now. She let him go. "Pee if you can," she said and sucked him back in.

Beth had two fingers in her cunt when she felt the hot stuff squirting in her mouth. It wasn't coming in spurts or leaking slowly like the final throes of a good orgasm, but squirting in a steady, hard blasting stream. Her mouth was quickly filled and rivulets cascaded down her chin. It was hot and rank. She swallowed and her orgasm started, balling tight and pleasant in her belly. And then she was drinking as fast as she could, receiving the liquid gold from the fountain of a man's cock. She had all four fingers in her cunt squeezing spasm after spasm of thrill through her body. She fell back on her haunches when he finally stopped, her entire body still quivering.

"I shouldn't have let you do that," she said.

"I'm exhausted or I'd fuck you again. It was terribly exciting," he said.

"It was exciting to me, too, but… I came while you did it."

"Maybe sometime before I make it, while I'm all sexed up, you can do it to me." He looked at her questioningly. "Assuming there will be another sometime."

"There'll be another time… soon."

He gathered up his scattered clothing and got dressed. She saw him to the door and kissed him hard on the mouth.

"I'm glad Andy's car broke down," she said.

"Me too," he answered.

She returned to the couch and snuggled up against her husband. She lifted his head and kissed him, rolling her tongue inside his mouth.

"I love you, Andy," she said, "but I want you to taste another man's cock, his cum, his piss on my lips, on my tongue. Let's go to bed now, and I'll suck your cock, really suck it."

Beth was amazed that she was still turned on after coming so hard, so many times. And she didn't feel guilty, she was a whore, a cock-loving whore. She had already fucked for money with Carson. He didn't pay her himself, but Doc did. And she'd taken it and called it a bonus. What a laugh. She told Andy it was a bonus. He thought it was great, they could use the dough. Doc could sure as hell afford it and it was about time he appreciated her. Jesus, did he appreciate her.

She somehow roused him enough to get him to his feet and half carried, half dragged him to the bedroom where she flopped him onto the bed. She tugged his clothing off, stretching him out on his back. She had turned the bed back and felt the cool sheet when she got in beside him.

Her hand went to his cock. It was limp and she started to slowly masturbate him. He moaned softly as she pulled on his prick with one hand and carressed his balls and ass hole with the tip of her fingers. She stared intently at the gristle as it grew in her hand, stretched out and pulled the foreskin back, the veins bulging out blue and hard. It excited her to feel the thing slowly fill her hand. A cock was a marvelous thing.

She held it tightly, her cunt pulsing with need. She wanted to suck the gorgeous thing with its head so red, the tip shining with wet goo, but she wanted it in her cunt even more and she quickly straddled his hips. She hovered above him on her knees, holding his cock straight up with her hand. She lowered herself until the tip tickled her cunt lips, and heaving a deep sigh, let the knob push in.

She felt it spread her lips and thrust inside and she groaned. "Aw, Andy honey, I like to fuck," she gasped.

Her knees slid forward, forcing his cock all the way in. It was an exquisite feeling, one that she knew she could never get too much of. He was in to the balls, deeper than he'd ever been, and she loved it, even if he was out cold. She squirmed on her haunches and knew she would cum easily.