Jane Fox - The horny wives

"Let's go in the bedroom where we can stretch out," Marylou suggested, knowing that Betsy and Lydia would die of frustration if she didn't get Kurt into the bedroom.

She had to suppress a giggle at the very thought of double-crossing Betsy and Lydia. It would serve them right for being such chickens! They would murder her, though, if she let Kurt eat her out on the couch instead of the bedroom, where they were waiting breathlessly.

Kurt followed her into the bedroom and watched while she shucked off her clothes.

"You've got a nice bod," he commented, watching her bobbing titties with an expression of lust on his face. "Do you want me to get undressed or would you prefer that I just eat you this way?"

"Oh, please take off your clothes!" Marylou breathed, well-aware of the stares from the closet. "It turns me on to see a naked man lick and suck on my little ole pussy."

Marylou held her breath as Kurt removed his body shirt, revealing a well-muscled, golden tanned chest, richly sprinkled with black, curly hairs.

"Ooooh! Y'all have a body like a surfer!" she squealed, barely able to conceal her urge to reach out and touch his golden skin. "Let's see the rest of you!"

Kurt quickly removed his pants and Marylou gasped audibly. She had never seen anyone as well-equipped as the stud standing in front of her! He was shaped like an athlete in prime condition, with wide, sturdy shoulders, the narrow hips of a boy, and well-muscled arms and legs. His skin had a golden glow and looked soft to the touch, but not babyishly soft. He looked like a young Adonis, lean and strong. Marylou licked, her lips and growled deep in her throat. Then her eyes dropped to his cock and her smile grew wider. It was readily apparent that his huge prick was eager to begin its delightful work. It was already standing at attention, swelling purple head lifted high from its curly nest of black hair.

"God! You're beautiful!" she gasped, her mouth open in delight.

He was the biggest, most perfectly built man she had ever seen in her entire life. She felt her hot, moist pussy gush forth flood after flood of cunt-cream just looking at him and imagining him kneeling in front of her little ole pussy, his tongue extended.

At first, Marylou thought that he was fully aroused, but as she watched, his cock grew even harder, the purplish head rubbing up snugly against his belly, stretching his total length to unbelievable proportions. His prick was at least eight inches long and still growing! Marylou swallowed nervously. She wondered if he was only interested in cunt-lapping or whether he would consider plunging that beautiful, mammoth cock in her steaming pussy. She would certainly be willing to pay more if she could feel his giant tool in her hot little cunt!

"Come here," Marylou whispered hoarsely, feeling her pussy twitch and cream as she thought of touching his beautiful body. She didn't know how much longer she could stand to just lie there and watch him without reaching out to touch his beautiful, massive prick.

Betsy and Lydia were in absolute agony. They had a grandstand seat of the whole affair and both of them were so horny they didn't know what to do. They watched Kurt's hands guide Marylou into position and held their breaths as his handsome face slowly lowered to her quivering and throbbing pussy. The expression on Marylou's face made them even more excited. She spread her legs wide, giving Kurt complete access to her creamy, pink twat. Her eyes closed in delicious anticipation, but not before she gave a lewd wink at the partially open closet door.

Lower and lower came Kurt's head. Marylou felt Kurt's hot breath on her pulsing, hot pussy and shuddered in delight. Lydia and Betsy shuddered, too, knowing full well what exquisite sensations Marylou must be feeling. Betsy slipped one eager hand to her twitching cunt, barely able to quiet her ragged, tortured breathing. She had never been so turned on in her whole life! She wished that she were the one on Lydia's big queen-sized bed. She wanted to feel Kurt's hot breath and educated tongue come closer and closer to her excited, moist pussy.

Lydia was feeling exactly the same way. She wanted to be the one lying on her bed, waiting for the delights she knew Marylou was about to experience. Both Betsy and Lydia held their breaths, waiting for the slow descent of Kurt's rapacious mouth.

Kurt seemed to be taking his time about actually touching Marylou's hot pussy with his long, flicking tongue. Obviously knew the value of getting her all worked up before his probing tongue worked its wonders on her throbbing, burning cunt-lips. Marylou quivered and moaned in anticipation, her wide, shimmering hips thrashing wildly on the bed. She raised her whole body up, balancing on her heels, trying in vain to hurry the slow descent of his face to her creamy, hot cunt.

"Hurry!" she squealed. "Please, hurry! I'm so hot I can hardly stand it! Eat my pussy! Lick my wet, hot cunt!"

Betsy and Lydia held their breaths in suspense.

Their fingers worked frantically in their hot, burning pussies, pulling and tweaking their own hard, pulsing titties. Just watching Marylou's tortured expression and hearing her cries and moans of passion, were taking both of them to new heights of passion.

Marylou was in delicious agony. She was so horny she thought she would surely die! "Pleeeeease!" she screamed hoarsely. "Pleeeeease eat meee!"

She could feel Kurt's eyes examining her throbbing hot pussy and her whole body trembled like a tree in a hurricane. Then slowly, Kurt dipped one finger into Marylou's delightfully warm cunt, running it lightly around the smooth outer walls, touching every place with swift, light touches, softer than velvet.

"Aaagh!" Marylou groaned, instinctively pushing her hips upward towards Kurt's probing finger. "Do it harder, Kurt! Harder!"

Kurt touched her twat with more force, paying particular attention to Marylou's throbbing and pulsing clitty, which was poking out from the pearly pink folds of her inner labes. He could hardly wait to suck and lick that delicious little love bud with his hot, wet mouth and send Marylou up to the height of passion. Usually the women he serviced were old and ugly, but Marylou was definitely an exception to the rule. She was pretty and had a lush, ripe body. He didn't have to pretend to be turned on for her! Just the sight of those gently rounded legs and the smooth creamy whiteness of her inner thighs made his cock jump and pulse in lust.

"Oooooh, you smell good!" Kurt exclaimed, catching the heady, musk-sweet smell of Marylou's dripping pussy and sniffing hard in appreciation.

He lowered his mouth to Marylou's and kissed her long and hard on the lips. His tongue searched hungrily in her mouth and their naked bodies pressed tightly against each other. Then Marylou spread her legs widely and pushed Kurt's face down towards her flaming pussy.

"Eat me!" she screamed, not able to wait another second for the caresses his long, rough tongue would give her aching, wet cunt.

Betsy and Lydia could see Marylou's cunt exposed lewdly. She raised one leg and spread out her bright-pink pussy with both hands, inviting Kurt eagerly. Betsy reached out and grabbed Lydia's quivering titties as she caught sight of Marylou's swollen red pussy-lips, the pulsing hole of her creaming pussy and the tight little puckered ring of her asshole.

Lydia thrust forward eagerly, pressing her quivering jugs into Betsy's hot hands, too excited and horny to object to the bold caress. She didn't even seem to be aware that Betsy was rubbing and pulling on her nipples, covered only by the thin material of her blouse. She was too horny to care who touched her! A soft gasp of pleasure escaped her lips as Betsy pressed and rubbed her stiff nipples. Her eyes were glued to the scene before her and her pussy ached with a fierce desire.