Norma Egan - Spread wide wife

Karen wobbled to her feet, giggling. Roger did the same. They approached each other, slowly and clumsily taking off their clothes, laughing like kids. Karen unbuttoned the front of her dress, let it slip off her shoulders and down to her feet, then stepped out of it. Only then did she remember that in her anger with Phil she'd neglected to put on any underwear. She stood before everyone stark naked.

What the hell, it didn't matter. It just saved time like Luann, she felt the impulse to dance to unheard music, and she swayed back and forth, her big pale tits gently quivering, while she watched Roger undress. His eyes were glued hungrily to her tall curvy body as he fumbled out of his clothes.

"You're beautiful, baby, beautiful," he whispered.

Karen smiled broadly. She felt no inhibitions at all. She put her hands on her hips and shook her body wantonly, thrusting her blonde muff forward, making her full ripe breasts jiggle like jello. Roger almost tripped getting out of his pants. Finally he was skinning out of his shorts, his very last piece of clothing.

Karen gawked hungrily at his cock. She'd seen it before when she spied, but now she could get a really close look. It was a beauty, just as thick as Phil's but longer. It was so swollen the blue veins stood out, and the head was a hard purple bulb of flesh. Bright bubbles of juice oozed out – and Karen did not resist the urge to taste them.

She dropped to her knees before Roger Green and eagerly stuffed his erect dick, deep into her mouth.

"Awwwww, yeah," Roger yelped.

"Way to go, honey," Harry chuckled. "Hey, Phil, your wife's getting right into the spirit of the game."

Phil, who was very busily screwing Luann, glanced over and saw Karen going down on Roger. He nodded benignly, even smiled. The sight of his lovely blonde wife sucking another guy's cock didn't seem to bother him in the least. Of course that could have been because he was happily poking his dick in another man's wife. Phil was almost cross-eyed with pleasure in fact.

Karen didn't even notice his brief inspection because she was completely absorbed in tasting, licking and sucking Roger's delicious handsome cock. She could have spent hours on it. She ran her slick hot lips slowly, hungrily, up and down the throbbing hard pole of his dick, gurgling happily as she lapped up his oozing cock juice and swallowed it.

But Roger was getting impatient. "Hey, baby, that's great," he panted, "but I wanta stick it in you now, okay? Please, Karen, before I come in your mouth."

To Karen that didn't sound like a bad idea, getting a whole delicious mouthful of his come, but she knew she wouldn't get off that way. So she let his rock-hard prick snap from her mouth, spit-wet and gleaming and hard. She went down onto her hands and knees and waited. She really liked the doggy position lately, for some reason. She hoped Roger would like it, too.

Site waited, and then she felt his hot hands on her hips, steadying himself as he poked his swollen cock-head around in her steamy pussy. He quickly found the mouth of her cunt and started pushing into her. Karen realized vaguely that this was her fourth cock of the day, but that only added to her excitement. Roger's long stiff dick felt fantastically good as it slowly filled her ever-hungry twat.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned, "oh, yes, yes, ball meeee."

"You better believe I will, doll," Roger sighed. "Jesus, your cunt is hot. Ahhhhhh…"

He thrust the hard head of his cock against her slick womb, and then he started to ball her. Karen creamed furiously around his jerking meat and started to moan steadily, uncontrollably. She kept her pert ass shamelessly stuck up in the air, giving him full access to her horny pussy. For her, time ended. She could have balled all night.

"Ohhhhh, that's so good, Roger," she whined, "I just love it. Fuck me deep, fuck me hard. Yeah, like that. Oh, don't ever stop, please…"

Roger just chuckled, obviously enjoying himself as he balled her doggy-style. She moaned with joy and glanced over to see how Phil was doing. He was still humping away, banging Luann's juicy cunt with tireless deep thrusts of his cock. He was setting his own world's record. Karen just hoped the talent would carry over to HER. Phil had a blissful grin on his face, and Luann was wailing with joy.

"Ahhhh, Jesus," the redhead gasped, "I don't know how many more times I can come."

"Oh, you'll make the effort, I'm sure," Harry laughed.

All the while Roger's wife Penny had been sitting there watching, smashed and content. Now she started to get restless. She rubbed her own swollen breasts and pointed nipples, outlined brazenly under her tight jersey top. She rubbed her own swollen eager crotch and, kept glancing at Harry, the self-proclaimed director of this unusual contest. Finally Penny couldn't control her horny impatience.

"Hey, Harry," she said, "what about me?"

Harry winked at the statuesque brunette, "I was just getting to that, baby," he said. "You and I are gonna ball."

Penny didn't have to be asked twice. She staggered to her feet and pulled her jersey off over her head, tousling her thick chestnut hair – and revealing that she hadn't worn a bra. Her huge pale knockers wobbled obscenely. She fumbled with the zipper of her stretch pants and started pulling it down.

Meanwhile Harry took his time getting to his feet and take off his clothes. Apparently he was used to kinky pates, because he didn't share the frantic excitement of the others. He just looked amused. He grinned and watched the other couples as he leisurely removed his shoes and socks. On one side of him Phil was moaning and working his stiff pale prick in Luann's wet hot box, while on the other side Roger was banging Karen dog fashion, his thick meat jerking wetly in her blazing hole.

"Is everybody happy?" Harry giggled.

All he got for reply was assorted grunts, moans, squeals and sighs. Meanwhile Penny had finally managed to skin out of her tight pants, and she made short work of getting out of her panties. Naked, her huge tits wobbling, she hurried over to where Harry was still fucking around with his shoes and socks.

"Oh, God, hurry up," she moaned. "Here, let me do that for you."

Harry shrugged and lay back while the eager horny brunette stripped him of every stitch of clothing. Penny was achingly lusty, big streams of pussy juice running down her inner thighs. As she pulled off Harry's shorts, she glanced eagerly at his cock – and was deeply disappointed to find it soft.

"Sorry about that," said Harry. "I ain't as young as I used to be."

"Don't you worry," Penny said grimly. "I'll take care of that in no time at all."

Harry lay on his back, his pale soft peter resting lazily on one hairy thigh. Penny knelt beside him, her huge milky-pale jugs grazing his body as she bent ever him. She swooped down like a hungry hawk and sucked his flaccid prick into her mouth, taking it clear to his rosy limp, balls. Harry gave a yelp of surprise and pleasure.

"Awwwwww," he bellowed. "Yeah, baby, suck my dick, get me hard…"

Penny didn't need any instruction. His hungry slurping could be heard by everyone. Her glossy chestnut head bounced furiously over Harry's loins as she ravenously sucked his limp cock deep in her mouth. Harry began to gasp, his eyes rolling crazily, a lewd grin splitting his rugged face. Then suddenly Penny made a gagging noise and jerked her head up.

"Jesus," she exclaimed, "you got hard so fast, you damned near choked me."

"You asked for it," Harry laughed. "Besides, I thought you wanted it hard."

Penny gazed hungrily at his erect cock, which was wet and stiff and pointed right up at the stars. "Oh, I do," she said huskily, "I do."

Then before Harry could move or speak, the big brunette was straddling him, mounting him. She knelt over his rigid pale dick and stuffed it into her dripping box. She let herself down on the hard impalement of his erect cock with a moan of ecstasy, taking the swollen sausage clear to her womb in one greedy thrust. Her hot cream gushed out around it and dripped into Harry's silver bush.