R Peters - Lewd wife

The more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed that I had been set up for some kind of swinging activity with the four of us. That would explain Roger's invitation and strange behavior.

What was ironic was that I didn't mind. In fact as the thought raced through my mind, my flesh turned hot with desire, but I didn't want to be too obvious.

John looked towards Roger, and for a moment they seemed at a standstill.

"Did you get things straightened out?" John asked.

But before Roger could stammer out an answer, I blurted out first. "I would love to!"

And with that Valerie and John broke out in smiles. Roger broke into a big, boastful grin. I was sure he was proud of me and relieved about the tense pressure that had filled the room. And he must have been thinking of getting off his rocks into that juicy little cunt of Valerie's.

John came over to me and held out his hand. I reached up for it and we were walking towards the bedroom before I realized what was happening. He shut the door and as he lingered in the door frame so I could see the shadow of his body. It was strong and beautiful. I could hardly wait until it would be climbing all over me with his huge prick searching for my cunt. As John walked over towards the bed, I sat down and began undressing. He stayed a few feet back as I dropped my dress.

I was certain John was still comfortable as he stayed back in the shadows. I looked up at John's rugged, handsome face and our eyes locked.

"Hey, big man, want to fuck my little pussy? Want me to slide my tongue on your rod, then maybe let you cum on my face?"

With that he was doing his best to control his protruding cock which was still growing. I could almost taste his warmth and feel his mighty rod sliding in and out of my hot vagina. He walked to the very edge of the bed and I spread my legs with my pussy facing him.

"Fuck me, big man," I hissed.

John couldn't wait any longer as he climbed onto the bed and poured his throbbing body next to mine. I held my arms around his neck, squeezing as hard as I could, while I was expecting a sharp pain in my cunt any second. Our bodies were locked together in one heaving motion of passion. My legs were spread wide open, I could feel my hot cunt shooting juice out my cunt and sending it down my legs. John moved closer to me and I could feel his cock on my thigh, beating up and down and ready to fuck the inside of my cunt. I didn't let up on my hold and he hunched up his back and rear so he could enter my cunt.

Instead of the sharp, thrusting pain I had expected, I felt a hot rush gradually moving into my cunt and I wanted it. It was solid and firm and I wanted that cock to waste no time in entering me.

The juice was running out of my cunt and down my thighs. As his prick was slowly finding its way into my cunt, I began wiggling my ass up and down, so his cock would enter me faster. In a rush of heat he plunged into my cunt and in a split second he was running his cock up and down the sides of my cunt. John couldn't hold back much more. As I got hotter and hotter for his cock, he became hotter and hotter. I knew I couldn't stop him from coming too fast.

"Fuck me, you wild animal, fuck me inside out and send your cum into my wet pussy, oh, please! Come into my pussy!" I begged.

And with that he shot a wad of cum into my pussy and I could feel a tingle down my back. He arched his hips and continued to shoot his wad inside my cunt. I lowered my fingers down to his ass and dug them into his skin, hoping that he would continue to cum for another fifteen minutes.

But John slowed and even though his cock was still sliding in and out of my snatch, I knew he was growing limp. I knew he would be exhausted and I had just begun to get off. He lowered his body down with the sweat rolling off every side. His body rested on top of mine and slid a bit as we were both totally soaked with sweat. I could feel his heart beating on my breast, and his smell was one of passion. I wasn't ready to give up yet.

I put my arms up over my head and took a deep breath. I put my hands on his shoulders and began to slide his body over the top of mine. I could have never accomplished this if we weren't soaked. His massive shoulders slid by, but not without my licking them as they passed.

I lingered at his tender nipples for a moment, using my tongue to circle them and lick his chest. I pushed him over me again and used my tongue to titillate the path to his dick. As I was realizing this was more work than I had expected, I came upon his pubic hairs. I strained my neck, tilting my chin downwards, but I couldn't reach his cock.

I took another deep breath and pushed myself downward with my elbows digging into the bed and this time I was close enough to smell his sperm and cock. Again I pushed myself down and this time his now limp cock slipped upwards, landing on the left side of my face. I tried to turn my face, but it was difficult.

My tongue fell out of my mouth and I could taste his sweet cum on the end of it. I sucked it back into my mouth and quickly gulped down his cum. Then I did it again, this time holding onto a bigger wad than the time before. I cleared my throat and used all my weight to shift John's body over to the side of the bed. His body fell backwards and I opened my eyes wide, caught my breath, and then rolled over on top of him.

John was still drifting away – maybe he was asleep. I figured it didn't much matter 'cause what I had in mind for him would wake him up. I buried my face in his crotch, turning it to the right and left, letting his sweat and cum find their way into my hair and onto my face. I did this for a few minutes and then I stiffened my neck and in one big suck took in his rod, which was beginning to harden up as a result of all this attention.

I sat up on my legs, bent over his cock and started sucking frantically on his rod. John didn't seem to notice, or care, about the action I was giving his tool. My hands went down as I pulled my mouth away and I rolled his prick between them. It started shooting up right away and I knew it would be only a matter of minutes before his cum would be coming out his cock again.

I was completely satisfied and my horny cunt was getting the best of me. Juices were flowing again, I could feel the muscles in my ass stretching, and the wet hairs on my cunt were also waiting for some more action. They just hadn't had enough. I sucked him some more, getting his prick all hard and firm, teasing it by sucking it, then pulling away just as the cum began running up to its tip. As I was sucking on John's prick I wished I could take a peek and see Valerie and Roger going at it.

Just as my mind was wandering, I heard a groan, a loud one, coming through the wall. They were in the bedroom next to us, and as I strained to listen, I could hear their muffled groans. The thought of them fucking in the next room rushed into my head. It made my pussy even hotter, and John's cock was reaching up for my pussy. Meanwhile my pussy was aching for some cock, any cock, that would enter it.

My cunt was swollen and I could feel the lips of my vagina moving open and shut, trying to grab a man's hunk of meat. I bent down and sucked on John's cock a bit more, and then as I knew he was coming, I opened my legs and plopped my cunt down on top of his cock. As I lowered myself onto his prick I could feel spurts of cum entering my pussy and the deeper I went down on his cock, the higher the shots were into me.

John remained motionless as I was moving up and down on his throbbing, bulging rod and balls. Inside my gut all I could feel was a fury of hot passion. I moved up and down more on his cock and then I lost myself in a sea of juices that rolled down my pussy and out of my hole onto John's cock. I just rocked up and down on his prick while a gallon of my cunt-juice flowed like honey out of my pussy and onto anything it could find.