Heather Brown - Mom_s boy hunger

"Your prick will feel so good inside me," I moaned. "Stick it in!"

I squirmed my ass over to the edge so he could do it while standing up. After all my complaining about my husband's chauvinistic ways, all of a sudden I loved the idea of the dominant male.

The man looming over me, brandishing his cock like a sword. Me, the female, flat on my back and spread-eagled, writhing in a position of complete submission to masculine desire.

Farraday handled his cock the way a surgeon handles a scalpel. He wasn't going to merely penetrate me, he was going to incise me. My cunt would be sliced as though it had never been entered before.

The tool slid in with razor sharpness. All of a sudden I was gasping with joy. I'd been pronged to the hilt on the first try.

The head of Farraday's prick was burrowing within my womb. My ovaries were shaking like fruit on a tree in a wind-storm. Coming mightily already, the only eventual orgasmic result I could anticipate was an absolute cataclysm.

I wrapped my legs around my lover's waist and pulled him even more tightly to me. His cock had been inside me all the way to begin with, but with this maneuver it actually seemed to enlarge. If only my husband could fuck me like this!

Farraday began pumping faster and faster. Now he wasn't just going for depth, but for friction as well. There was a play of at least eight inches in his tool as he furiously pistoned back and forth in my tight box.

"Come!" I screamed. "Fill my cunt with your hot, rich cum!"

He did. Meeting my horny demand to perfection, Farraday turned on the juice without delay. Right on cue. He was the first man I had ever fucked with whom I was in perfect tune.

His cock was like a fire-hose, blasting gush after gush of surging wetness into my furthest reaches. My womb, my ovaries, my fallopian tubes-everything was swamped. I'd have to douche under a waterfall to wash it all out.

Before long there was too much jizz for my vaginal cavity to hold. Mingling somewhere back in my uterus into a liquid cannonball, the excess spunk made its violent move for daylight.

Farraday's hard-on was pushed out in the overflowing rush. All of a sudden my twat was hemorrhaging with cum. The semen was a white mist in the air as it sprayed from between my gaping thighs.

When the discharge was finally over, I returned my attention to my lover's prick. To my glee it was still as rigid as ever. More like a steel beam than an organ of the human body.

And if Farraday was ready to fuck again, so was L All I had to do was decide on a hole.

As if there was any doubt which one I would choose. It was a notch below my just-fucked cunt, and throbbing for a pronging on its own.

"Do it to me in the ass!" I pleaded. "That's where I want it!"

Farraday chuckled sympathetically. "I never met a woman who didn't."

He was just as proficient in manipulating his cock toward my shit-hole as he'd been to my pussy. The head flattened against my anal bud and then was pushing within.

The fit was much tighter than in my twat, so penetration was slower. This was okay with me, though. It just gave me the chance to savor each and every inch.

Not only was Farraday's hard-on exceptionally long, it was also incredibly thick. Even if he'd had a shortie, I wouldn't have complained. With so much phallic girth engorging the tightness of my rectum, I would have gotten all the kicks any woman could desire.

This time I didn't wrap my legs around my lover. Instead I began to raise them, lifting my ass so it became the focal point of my body. Had I not been blessed with a cunt, I would have been satisfied with merely an anus, the way I felt now.

At last Farraday was in me all the way. His balls were roiling against my buns, while his cockhead filled my colon. Other men had fucked me in the ass, of course, but they were all beginners when it came to this man.

His hard-on was like a jack-hammer in my rectum, pounding away to my most intimate depths. Getting fucked in the ass is a special deed, and it makes a woman's heart sing when she finds a man who knows how to do it just right.

Hell, my heart wasn't merely singing. It was operating at a symphonic level.

But this wasn't all I was experiencing.

Ever heard of an anal orgasm? Well, swear to God, I was having one. My slit-pit was spasming all the, way to the rear of my bowels.

"Mmmmmm," I murmured thickly, "I'm coming. Coming sooooo hard! Keep fucking my ass, you big beautiful stud."

As if he had any intention of stopping. Farraday's cock was like a machine. His pelvis was the engine, driving the implement with a machine-gun staccato. Those phallic thrusts were like enormous bullets scoring bull's eye after bull's eye.

By now my legs were drawn back so radically that my knee-caps were gouging into my shoulders. My asshole had become a sucking pit, completely devouring a cock the size of a log.

I had the cake, now it was time for the icing. Hot, sticky icing. The male cream that makes life worth living for a woman.

"Come in me!" I pleaded for the second time within mere minutes. "Come in my ass!"

This time he took it slow, purposely teasing me-knowing that at a certain point a woman likes to be held on sexual tenderhooks. Sweet, sweet torture.

I responded to it as any woman would when the stalling technique was sprung on her at precisely the right moment in lovemaking. I begged, I pleaded for cum-loving every second of my groveling. Things had gone so far that I was proud to beg for my lover's cum in my ass.

I could feel his phallic muscles dedicate themselves to restraint rather than letting loose. The fuck ground on and on. The resulting friction was smoldering.

"You bastard!" I complimented his efforts with erotic vileness.

"You bitch!" he cheerfully retorted. "Pimp!" "Whore!" How depraved.. How wonderful! Special. Man and woman locked in sexual combat. Doing what God intended them to do.

Did Adam and Eve fuck in the ass? How could they have avoided the temptation?

With Adam's big cock in her tight ass, did Eve come as much as I was doing? I doubt it. I doubt that any woman had ever equaled my orgasmic high.

But most marvelously, there was still something to look forward to. That cum-that cum that still hadn't arrived.

I'd get it. Get it on my own.

Jesus, I'd get it!

I tightened my rectal muscles as though they were the cogs of a vise. The orifice became narrower and narrower despite the enormity of the phallus engorging it.

My asshole was a noose. Squeezing, squeezing, squeezing.

Finally Farraday showed that he was feeling the pressure. His handsome face contorted into a pained grimace. His nuts contracted.

I kept it up. Kept it up until his cock grew that extra inch indicating the imminence of ejaculation that all women savor.

When it came time for the goods to be delivered I didn't even have to vocalize. My constricting asshole had already done all the talking for me.

It was an explosion. A withering blast. An erupting flood.

So much cum. Hot, boiling cum. Steaming into my colon, and dislodging my shit from the lining of my colon. All of a sudden my bowels were awash with a gurgling emulsion of crap and semen.

There was no way I could retain it. It was like getting an enema from a fire hydrant.

Suddenly I felt as if I were turning inside out. My colon was a compressed bellows, shooting out its contents with intense fury.

Farraday's cock squirted out first, followed by an immense blast of his cum and my shit. I was spewing all over the place. What a wonderful, glorious mess!

After what seemed an eternity the discharge slowed to a trickle. I thought we must be finished. However, when I glanced at my lover's cock I realized that he had the same sexual stamina as the teenagers he counseled for a living.