Norma Egan - Spread wide wife

After a few moments of slurping and sucking and gurgling, Penny raised her head from her husband's lap, and his cock slipped from her mouth, spit-wet and gleaming and thoroughly stiff. It pointed right up at the ceiling, wagging heavily. Penny permitted herself a grin of triumph. Then she rolled over onto her back, huge pale tits jiggling.

"Okay, Harry, your turn," she said with a naughty grin. "You kneel over me – yeah, like that and I'll suck your dick. Roger, while I'm blowing Harry, you ball me, okay?"

The two men began to chuckle. At last they understood how Penny intended to carry off her boast. Harry quickly straddled her mountainous tits, his butt just brushing her boobs, and he laid his soft pale peter on her lips. Penny teasingly licked it with her shiny pink tongue while Roger got into position, kneeling between her legs.

Roger gingerly bent his swollen meat till the engorged dark head was touching the bubbling little mouth of his wife's hungry cunt. He wedged the fat cock-head inside, penetrating her about an inch, and Penny gave a squeal of excitement. With both men mounted over her, she was about to take cock in two places, just as she'd said she would.

"Okay, I'm ready," said Roger.

"Then do it to me, honey," Penny moaned, "fuck me. Oh, yeah, yeah, ohhhhhh."

She moaned blissfully as Roger thrust his rigid pale dick into her, and Karen, watching raptly at the keyhole, saw the long white sausage quickly disappear between the fat pink lips of Penny's cunt. Then Penny opened her red-glossed lips and sucked Harry's limp dick into her mouth, taking it clear to the balls. She began to suck on it loudly and ravenously.

"Awwwwww," Harry yelped. "Christ, Roger, your wife sure knows how to eat cock."

"Yeah, she does," Roger panted, "and she's got a damned hot box, too. Ohhhhh, man!"

Karen felt big streams of hot pussy juice running down her legs as she watched the three-way scene on Harry's bed. She wanted very much to be in Penny's place, to take two stiff cooks at once. Well, maybe some day she would. Soon she was going to have to have a talk with Phil about their unsatisfactory marriage, and if he didn't shape up, there'd be a divorce. She'd be free to do whatever kinky thing she wanted.

But she didn't want a divorce. She just wanted Phil to gel better in bed. She wished he could share her excitement at watching other couples balling, learning new things. Maybe Luann was teaching him something new. Maybe with Luann he could finally get over his hang-ups. She prayed it would happen, that their marriage would be saved.

Sighing, horny and envious, Karen knelt and watched through the keyhole, watched the two stiff wet cocks zipping in and out of Penny's mouth and cunt – and then suddenly Karen felt a hand going up her dress. She almost fainted with fright. She was about to scream when another hand clamped over her mouth.

"Quiet," Manuel whispered. "No need for us to alarm anyone. Just come with me."

She didn't have much choice. With one hand on her tender pussy, he pressed hard and had her walking on tiptoe. The other hand stifled her cries of alarm and protest. He guided her quickly down to the end of the corridor and into his private cabin. Only then did he take his hand off her mouth.

"My God," Karen gasped, "you didn't have to be so rough. And you didn't have to scare me to death."

Manuel chuckled as he switched on a small bedside lamp. "Sorry. I just wanted to be sure I got you here. I didn't want any arguments."

"Wells, I'm here," Karen said with irritation.

"Now what do you want?"

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to him, pressed his body against hers, and began to kiss her face and neck, wet little kisses that involved the tip of his tongue. Karen felt her body starting to melt. She simply couldn't resist the handsome steward.

"I've seen you spying before," Manuel chuckled. "I've seen you looking through keyholes and watching others make love."

"Oh, my God," Karen gasped, blushing with shame.

"No, no, it's all right," he said quickly. "You're just curious, and if they don't know, it won't hurt them. But the thing is this, Karen – no matter how much you watch or how many different things you see, there's no substitute for experience. Some things you can only learn by doing."

"I see," Karen said dryly. "And you propose to teach me something?"

"Yes," said Manuel, running his strong hands up and down her, curvy body. "Your education isn't complete yet, Karen. There are still some things to learn, interesting games to teach that boring husband of yours."

"Now just a minute," Karen said hotly. "I don't like it when you put Phil down."

"You know what I mean," Manuel said. "He's a brilliant man, and he'll go a long way, but he's lousy in bed. With my help, you'll learn how to change that. You've already learned quite a bit, but tonight, our last night at sea, we'll complete your training."

Karen thought he was being awfully arrogant, but on the other hand, she knew she wasn't going to resist him. Why should she? Just a few yards down the corridor, Phil was getting into Luann's pants. And it had made Karen terribly horny watching Penny get it on with two men at once. Why should she be the only one on board who wasn't making love? Yes, this time she'd let Manuel take her without a struggle, and she wouldn't feel guilty about it later.

"All right," she said, stretching out on the bed, "Just what fascinating new things are you going to teach me, Manuel?"

He grinned and slipped onto the bed beside her. "First let's undress each other," he said. "That's a good warm-up. Does Phil ever help you undress?"

"No," Karen sighed. "I wish he would."

"Then make him do it," Manuel said. "Tell him you won't put out unless he does it. That'll shape him up fast."

They took each other's clothes off, slowly and languorously, pausing to tickle and kiss and sneak their hands inside each other's clothing for a stolen squeeze. Manuel toyed with her hot silky tits, and she tickled his limp warm prick. By the time they were completely naked, Karen was quivering with horny need.

"Oh, Manuel," she sighed, "fuck me, please. I need it so badly."

"Not tonight, Karen," he said sternly. "Remember, you have things to learn. You need to learn every possible way to make love, so you can train Phil to satisfy you in bed."

Karen sighed. "Why are you being so generous?" she asked. "Why are you telling me all this?"

He shrugged and grinned. "Harry's orders. He wants all the company wives to be happy, in every way, so if the husband is obviously a fuck-up in the sack, Harry assigns me to the job. He doesn't want his top men distracted by divorce."

Karen laughed. "My God, Harry thinks of everything. So go ahead, damnit, show me what else I need to know."

"First," Manuel said as he rolled her onto her back, "you need to learn how to give a great blow job."

He climbed onto her, straddling her swollen tits, and let his limp pale prick rest on her lips. Karen felt a burst of hot excitement in her pussy. She'd sucked quite a few cocks today, but she'd never completed the job, never eaten a man's come. It was about to happen. She wondered how it would feel.

"Open your mouth," Manuel said softly. "Take my cock in your mouth, Karen."

She willingly opened her lips, eager for the taste of his cock. She opened wide, and Manuel, grinning, laid his flaccid meat on her tongue, thrusting it in till his fine-haired balls rubbed against her chin. Karen closed her lips softly, with a sigh, and felt the warm doughy prick on her tongue. She began to suck it gently.

"Yes, that's right," Manuel instructed. "Start out slowly, tease me. Then later you should get fast and hungry, bring me off."

Karen really didn't, need the teaching. Her instincts told her to begin by savoring his silky warm meat, rolling it gently around in her juicy hot mouth, tickling it with her tongue. She sucked the flaccid cock out long and taut like elastic, then let it snap back. Manuel moaned softly and grinned at her.