Polly Gaston - Behind the bar

"Ooooooooh!" Helen gasped, not able to stop the enjoyable sensations that swept through her and not really wanting to stop them at all. She must be in shock. She actually liked the awful thing that Wes was doing to her!

"Yesssssss!" Helen wailed and her mind spun in shock. Why had she shouted something like that? What was the matter with her? Good people didn't behave like animals!

Wes laughed, a deep rich chuckle combined with his panting as he continued to drive his throbbing cock into his wife's responsive pussy. "Tell me you love my hard cock," he demanded, grinning down at her shocked face. "Come on, Helen. Be truthful for once in your life. Tell me you love what my prick's doing to you! Tell me!"

Helen's body trembled with the crudeness of her husband's words. A shiver of fear and passion swept through her body and before she could try to stop them, the words rose to her lips.

"I love your cock!" she squealed. "I love the way you're fucking me with your big hot prick!"

Helen couldn't believe she'd actually said those awful words, but her own voice echoed back to her. Then, in a burst of pure lust, her legs rose up of their own accord and clamped around her husband's sweaty back. Her body was trembling and working beneath him, hips moving up as he plunged down, her trembling ass moving in wide circles in a crazy, depraved dance of lewdness.

"Oooooooh, aaggghhh!" Helen moaned again, but she wasn't calling on the Almighty to save her from this situation. She was thanking Him for the greatest pleasure of her life. She squirmed and wiggled in delicious abandon, milking every last bit of sensation out of Wes' plunging thrusts. She loved it! She loved the way her horny husband was fucking her!

Helen gave another squeal of pleasure and trembled violently. Wes was hammering at her pussy and she could hardly wait for the driving thrusts. Nothing had ever felt like this before and the Godfearing woman threw back her head and howled in lusty glee. This was truly rapture!

"More!" Helen's voice was loud and thick with passion. "Give it to me, darling! Give me every inch of your wonderful cock!"

Wes drew in his breath sharply as Helen's tight pussy muscles squeezed for all they were worth. She was massaging him like millions of miniature fingers, all over the length and width of his plunging prick. Helen's pussy felt like it was smoldering and boiling inside, a sensation Wes had never expected to feel from his formerly cold wife.

"Ooooooh, yessssss!" Helen warbled, her body poised and ready for something. She wasn't quite sure what was happening to her but she didn't want it to ever stop. It felt like she was at the top of a roller coaster, waiting to fall into the sweeping thrill as it hung suspended and then topped the rise for the breathtaking rush down.

Deeper and deeper Wes plunged into his wife's hot pussy. He ripped his hard prick into her tender inner pussy and nosed right up against the soft, springy heat of her womb. He was battering her with his swollen, blazing cockhead and Helen felt her mind snap loose and her body respond with every nerve ending.

"Aaaaaaagh!" she screamed as she felt the beginning of a massive climax rip through her body, sending wave after wave of pleasure rippling through her tender flesh. The good woman thought she would surely faint from ecstasy as she screamed out her lust.

"Aaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaagh!" Helen was shrieking like a crazed animal now, feeling the shudders of orgasm go on and on as if they'd last forever. Then she gave a last shriek of rapture as she felt a blazing explosion in the very depths of her pussy. Wes' huge, throbbing cockhead was exploding and hot cum was shooting out against her shivering womb, soaking her with gush after gush of blazing prick juice.

Wes felt his face split in a wide grin of triumph. Brandy had been absolutely right. All he'd had to do was take Helen completely by surprise so she wouldn't be inhibited. His prick was shooting like a repeating rifle and Wes groaned and yelped as the cum spurted out mightily, soaking his wife's hot, trembling pussy.

"Oooooooh, Wes!" Helen sighed, as his prick stopped shooting at last. "I-I never felt anything like that before! I-I never dreamed that anything could feel so wonderful!"

Wes looked down at his wife's face and smiled proudly. He had done it! Helen looked so different that he could hardly believe it. Her face had always had a tight, pinched look but at this moment, with the relaxed satisfied expression on her face, Helen was a damn fine looking woman!

"Well… guess we'll have to wait another month to try that out again," Wes said teasingly. "Remember that bargain we made? I certainly wouldn't want to take advantage of your Christian nature."

Helen's mouth dropped open and she sputtered in astonishment. Then her eyes began to sparkle and a sexy smile appeared on her face.

"Wes Underwood!" Helen cooed in a new soft sexy voice Wes had never heard before. "If you think I'm going to wait another month for you to fuck me, you're crazy! Just think of all the time we've wasted already. I think we could make another bargain and this time we'll fuck every single night until we make up for all the time we've missed. How does that sound to you?"

"Well… if you're sure you're up to it," Wes teased, keeping his face expressionless.

Helen let out a laugh that ended breathlessly as she felt her husband's prick throb and begin to harden again in her creamy pussy. "I-I wonder if we could try it again right now?" she asked, her voice turning husky again. "You seem to know much more about this than I do. Maybe you could teach me how to get your nice, big prick hard again."

"I think I might just be able to do that," Wes grinned. "And tomorrow I'm going to go out and buy a King-size bed. You're absolutely right, Helen. We've got a hell of a lot of catching up to do!"

Helen giggled seductively and felt Wes' prick harden even more. She'd worn the pants in this family for long enough and now it was Wes' turn. Of course, if she had anything to say about it, those pants would be hanging in the closet for most of the time!

Brandy walked from booth to booth with a wide smile on her face. Her little scheme for getting customers in the bar was working just fine. She was positive that Wes would be a regular customer and if things worked out for him tonight, he might even bring in his churchy wife. She hoped that the rest of her gold straws would be as much fun as Wes.

Brandy was waiting on a back booth when Dave saw Buck walk in. Buck was his best friend at college and Dave had called and told Buck to get his ass in the bar tonight. There was no reason why Dave couldn't pull a few strings and set Brandy up with Buck. Dave was pretty sure that Brandy would enjoy the hell out of Buck, although she might be a little shocked at first. Buck had the biggest cock that Dave had ever seen. The six-foot-five young man had a cock so big that he was always complaining he couldn't find any women to fuck. Most of the college girls were scared silly of Buck's tremendous size.

"You're all set," Dave grinned, mixing Buck a whiskey soda and reaching under the bar for a gold straw. "Just pretend that you won it like anyone else. Nobody in here knows that you and I are friends so Brandy won't get wise."

Buck gave Dave a quick wink and stirred his drink. Then he set the gold swizzle stick down on the bar and waited for the man next to him to notice. It didn't take long at all.

"Hey!" the red-faced man bellowed. "Look at this, Dave! This guy just got a gold stick!"

Dave came over with an innocent expression on his face. He picked up the stick and examined it and nodded as the red-faced man slapped Buck on the back. "You won," Dave said loudly. "Tonight's your lucky night, all right. You just won twenty minutes in the office with the prettiest, sexiest blonde around. What do you think about that?"