Carl Van Marcus - The motorcyclist_s wife

Still moving cautiously so as not to jolt the crooning blonde out of her propitious trance, the lust-driven older man untied the small satin ribbon which served as the only fastening on Sandi's obscene lingerie and eased the translucent orange nylon away from her body. Jesus, was she a gorgeous chick! Johnson couldn't remember when he'd last seen such a cock-stirring figure, and now that her unblemished skin was coated with a thin sheen of perspiration, she might have been a polished sculpture created by a master craftsman. Inside his tight jeans, his impatient cock was throbbing in wild anticipation.

Massaging now with increasingly fervent strokes, the amoral motorcycle show manager tweaked Sandi Smith's tiny pink nipples into taut, swollen buttons. From the way she whimpered, Larry was certain that the little nerve-filled tips were shooting hot, tingling waves of desire throughout her unresisting body.

"Yes, Verne, yes!" Sandi breathed.

A warm, melting feeling identical to the one she experienced whenever her handsome young husband caressed her was now building up inside the young wife's frustrated body to a point where she required more stimulation than gentle strokes, and she gave a low mewl of relief when the strong male hand slipped down over her churning belly to brush teasingly across the curl-covered "vee" of her pubic mound. Without realizing what she was doing, Sandi wriggled her rounded hips and eased her soft full thighs a few inches apart. There in the rapidly moistening crevice between her trembling legs, a hungry, undeniable pressure was building… an even more urgent pressure than she'd felt in bed an hour earlier as she'd rubbed her yearning thighs against one another in desperate search for relief.

Larry, who naturally did not realize how stimulated she'd been before his arrival, was astonished at the speed with which the sensuous nineteen year old blonde grew aroused.

I don't think she can have a lover, after all, he decided as he ran one outstretched finger up and down along the damp, hair-fringed slit of her vagina. Only a girl who's not been getting it for a good long time would act this hot! She's as cock-hungry as Clare was that time she had to stay on her parents' farm for three weeks while I was in Texas. Said she was ready to screw a horse by the time I got back!

Then, as Sandi's graceful legs eased another involuntary inch apart, all thoughts of his uninhibited brunette wife faded from the adulterous husband's mind. His lust-glazed eyes bugged out like a Pekinese dog's as he watched his middle finger slide stealthily in along the damp pink cuntal flesh nestling in between the honeyed-gold strands of curling pubic hairs. Then with a gentle twisting motion, he wormed his extended finger slowly up into the virginally narrow slit of her cunt.

Christ, she's tight! he thought, beads of perspiration breaking out on his suntanned face as he teased his finger deep inside her pinkly glistening vaginal flesh while continuing to knead the pliant mounds of her wide-set breasts with his other hand. Deep down in his testicles a burning need was growing, sending his long cock into an aching, rock-hard erection that bulged obscenely in the front of his denim jeans. But although the urge to yank down his fly, release his swollen penis, and ram it into the tantalizing blonde-fringed cuntal opening beneath him was almost irresistible, he held himself back. Even in his present lust-maddened state, the successful business manager retained his opportunistic, coolly logical manner of thinking.

I don't want to let her realize what's going on, at least not till she's too hot to stop herself. If I try to fuck her now, she's gonna scream and raise hell, and all the neighbors are gonna hear for a block around. Some ass-hole might even call the cops – it's happened before. You can hear everything through these Goddamn cardboard walls! No, what I have to do is get her so turned on that she wants me inside her… and the way she's squirming around, that shouldn't take too long!

Moving stealthily, the well-built man slithered his muscular body sideways up onto the couch between the writhing blonde's long slender legs, positioning his swollen, throbbing penis up against her gracefully curved calf. Luckily, she did not seem to notice anything that was going on except the insistent probing of his middle finger up into her warmly sucking cunt. As Larry located the tiny nerve-filled bud of her clitoris with his thumb and began circling it in a slow, rhythmic pressuring motion, Sandi once again began to call out her husband's name.

"Verne… Verne… oh yes!" the confused blonde mewled. It feels so very, very good! she marveled to herself. I wonder why he never touched me like this before? Oh, thank you, Verne! Thank you for making me feel so goooooood!

Above the moaning young wife, her seducer was breathing hard and controlling his impatiently lunging virility only with the greatest effort as he continued to gently finger-fuck into her hungrily dilating little pussy. Sandi's cunt seemed to grow moister with each passing second, and again he found himself wondering at the rapidity of her arousal.

Guess maybe I'm more imaginative than old Verne, he congratulated himself with characteristic conceit. Guess she's never had no one treat her sweet little pussy so good! The cocksure egotist suddenly recalled his friend's statement about Sandi not wanting to do "kinky" things, and a lewd grin lighted up his rugged features as he at last formed a clear plan of action. If no one's ever sucked her, then she's going to go wild when I do it! She'll let me do anything to her after that… she'll be crawling to me begging for it!

The expectation of having his star motorcyclist's lushly contoured young wife under his complete control so excited the ill-intentioned show manager that he bent his head down at once to her enticingly hair-fringed cuntal crevice at once. Though he'd never admitted it to himself, Larry was subconsciously rather jealous of the way his younger friend had surpassed him in stunt-riding skill, and this heightened his satisfaction at exploiting the other man's wife sexually in ways her own husband had never dared to attempt.

As his tongue slid into the well-lubricated slit of Sandi's warmly flowing vagina, a rich feminine odor of tantalizing sensuality assaulted his flaring nostrils. Breathing in deeply to take full advantage of the heady scent, the dark-haired man let his tongue swipe with smooth gentle strokes against the quivering lips of her rose-petal-pink vagina. Her feminine fluids inundated his hungry tongue, making it tingle in a way that caused his already uncomfortably elongated penis to swell thicker than ever, the blood-filled head grazing maddeningly against the rough denim fabric of his formfitting jeans.

Jesus! he thought to himself as he slithered his tongue along Sandi's fresh-tasting cuntal slit in search of her sensitive clitoral bud. Gotta make her cum fast! Once she's climaxing, I can shove it into her so fast she won't know it's me until it's too late for her to give a damn. And then I'll let her know whose cock is fucking her, I'm gonna ram it into her like I'm sure Verne never dared to! He always did treat chicks too nice.

Sandi, who's never before experienced a tongue-fucking, gasped aloud as she felt the strange, wetly moving object gliding along her most intimate flesh. In the farthest corner of her mind, a persistent little voice was attempting to warn her against this incredibly lovely sensation, but her frustrated craving for the wonderful waves of ecstasy that were shimmering out from her belly to every inch of her ripe young body was so intense that it was quite simple to block out the glowering warnings of her conscience.

"Verne, Verne! Oh, I love you… I love you!" she cried, her voice overly shrill as if to convince herself that nothing was going on except her husband making conventional love to her. Clenching her fists so hard that her long nails left marks on her palms, and squeezing her eyes even more tightly shut, the tormented young wife strove to retain the wonderful illusion.