Jane Fox - The horny wives

Henry could no longer speak. All he could manage was a slight nod and a panting gasp as Betsy sat down on the couch and spread her hot pussy open, just for him!

"There!" Betsy breathed softly. "Isn't that much nicer, dear? Why don't you touch it? Go ahead, darling. Sink your fingers right in my hot, creaming pussy. Do it!"

Betsy reached out and grabbed Henry's arm, pulling him forward. He fell forward slightly and lost his balance, toppling forward against her nude body.

"Oooooh!" he groaned as his face pressed right up against her smooth thighs. "Oooooh! Miss Mortensen! We shouldn't! Oooooh!"

Betsy felt Henry's mouth press up against her inner thighs and she thought she would go crazy with lust. Her pussy was creaming and throbbing wildly. She felt the stirrings of orgasm deep in her slick pussy, and she fought the urge to press his mouth right down in her burning snatch. She began to moan and writhe as she forced herself to regain her calm. She mustn't blow it now. She had to carry on the game. This was the most exciting fantasy she had ever played!

Betsy ran her fingers through Henry's hair, moaning softly despite her efforts to stop. She pushed him gently, slowly, closer and closer to her creaming pussy. She could feel his hot, panting breath against her smooth thighs and his face felt incredibly hot against her skin. Finally she had him in the right position. He was very still against her hot, pulsing cunt, not moving a muscle, waiting for her instructions. She could guess the wild, sexy thoughts that must be racing through his mind when he felt her silky beaver rubbing right up against his cheeks. She knew he must be almost out of his head with desire! She sat quietly for a moment, feeling his ragged breath on her pussy, letting him imagine all sorts of sexy and forbidden delights. Then she pushed his face away gently.

"See, dear?" she said softly, her voice quivering in spite of her effort to control herself. "A pussy is fun to look at, isn't it? Most girls your age won't let boys look at their pussies, but I want you to, dear! Just look all you want, Henry. This is your chance to see a woman's hot pussy up close! It's pretty, isn't it, dear? And see how hot it makes me to know you're looking at it? See all the creamy pussy-juice soaking my hot cunt? You're making me hot, Henry. Very hot! See how my pussy-juice flows, Henry? You're making my pussy wet, darling!"

Henry could only gulp in fascination and excitement. He couldn't stop staring at the beautiful wet, pink pussy spread out right before his virgin eyes! He began to pant in agony as he stared openly at her pink, slick cunt. He wanted to reach out and part her hot, wet pussy-lips but he was frozen in place, staring.

Then Betsy did something that almost made him come right there in his jeans! She reached down and parted her crimson cunt-lips, exposing her hot, slick pussy completely!

"Oh, God!" Henry gulped as he saw her wet, slick inner pussy and the hard, throbbing knob of her love button above the pulsing pink channel.

He couldn't believe what Miss Mortensen was doing! She really seemed to enjoy having him stare at her open pushy! His rock-hard prick gave a jerk of excitement and Henry gasped in agony. He was almost coming! Miss Mortensen was making him so hot he could scarcely control himself! All the sexy stories about fucking he had ever read couldn't equal what was happening to him right now!

Henry gasped again as Betsy's fingers grasped her little shiny clit and rolled it between her fingers. She pinched her love button with obvious lust and sighed passionately. Henry gulped and stared, wanting to do something, but not sure what was expected of him. He groaned again as his balls throbbed and ached in the tight confines of his pants.

"Ohh!" Betsy sighed. "Look, Henry! See how my little, horny clitty loves to be touched? It's poking right up, waiting for me to play with it. See how it throbs when I touch it? You don't know how good that feels. There's only one thing that would feel better right now! Would you help me feel good, Henry? Would you give me a real thrill if I showed you how?"

"Uh… uh… sure! Sure I would, Miss Mortensen!" Henry gasped. "Anything! I'll do anything you want!"

"I'd love it if you'd pinch my little clitty, Henry," Betsy said, looking directly at the flustered boy in front of her. "Do you think you could do just what I'm doing? It's so good, Henry! See how wet my pussy is getting when I play with my clitty? It would get even hotter and wetter if you'd do it! Touch me, darling! Touch me right there!"

Betsy squealed when she felt Henry reach out and touch her hot little clitty with trembling fingers. She didn't know how much longer she could hold out before she came!

"Yes!" she urged. "That feels so wonderful, darling! Touch my little clit, dear. A little harder now! Roll it around in your fingers just the way I showed you! You want to make Miss Mortensen feel good, don't you, dear? Make me hot, darling! Make me wild! Feel it for me, darling boy! Ooooooh! That's wonderful! You touch me so good! Oooooh!"

Henry did exactly what she said, pinching her little hard love button just the way she told him. His touch was firmer now. He was learning fast. Miss Mortensen was teaching him just the way she liked it. She sounded like he did when he played with himself. He knew she was having a good time! His hand was dripping with her creamy pussy-juice. She was so wet he was sure that she would soak the couch, but she didn't seem to care. All she cared about was his fingers on her throbbing and pulsing cunt!

Then, suddenly, Betsy pushed his hand away. "Will you do something else for me, darling?" she asked in a breathless voice. "Will you do something that will make me feel even better? Would you like to do that, darling? Would you like to hear me squeal and cry with pleasure?"

Henry nodded. "YES!" he cried, caught up in her excitement. "Anything you want, Miss Mortensen! I want to make you feel wonderful! Anything!"

"I want you to taste my hot pussy, Henry!" Betsy whispered hoarsely. "Would you do that for me? Would you lick and suck my hot pussy?"

"Lick it? You mean really?" Henry replied, shocked by her words. He had read stories about licking girls' pussies but he had never even come close to the real thing. "Oh, yes!" he shouted. "Can I? Can I really lick it, Miss Mortensen?"

"Oh, yes, Henry!" Betsy replied, panting with emotion. "You really can! Just lick and suck it all over, darling. Here! Here's my wet, hot pussy for you to lick! Come on, Henry! Put your long tongue in my twat! Here!" She held her steaming pussy open and pulled his face towards her snatch.

"Do it, darling! Lick my cunt!"

Betsy went wild as she felt Henry's hot face touch her open pussy. She pressed his face down until it was nestled right up against her creamy, musky cunt. She forced his face right down in her gaping cunt and gasped as she felt him rub his nose against her jerking clitty.

Henry went wild as she pressed his face down. He buried his nose in Miss Mortensen's incredibly hot twat and smelled the heady, wild musky scent of her burning pussy. He almost creamed his pants as he thought of what she was letting him do! There he was, innocent Henry Wilson, kneeling right in front of Miss Mortensen's hot pussy, pressing his face against her hot, wet flesh! He had never, in his wildest dreams, imagined such a thing could ever happen to him!

"Do it, darling!" Betsy squealed. "Lick my pussy! Hurry! Make me feel good, darling! Suck me! Eat me! Hurry!"

Henry went wild! He did what he was told and then some! He flicked out his long tongue and ran it up and down the length of her burning, wet gash. The taste of her musky sweetness drove him even wilder and he began lapping and sucking with a frenzy. Her hot pussy tasted sweeter and sweeter by the moment! He sucked greedily, trying to drink up every bit of her pussy-cream. He just couldn't get enough!