Gale Roman - Swinging wife

Ralph felt her pink tongue licking and sucking away on his fuck-sac and his face grimaced with intense pleasure. Now she was forcing both his nuts into her mouth where she rolled them around on her tongue like the prized jewels they were.

Ralph felt himself weakening, his heart racing faster and faster, and he tried to control himself from shooting his jizz all over her head. But Sally had moved on now to his asshole and was licking the opening to his bung with relish.

"Holy shit!" Ralph cried. "I love that, you bitch!"

And he began thrusting his hips back and forth uncontrollably.

With a satisfied smile, Sally then returned to his cock, concentrating on the broad head, digging her tongue into the piss-slit and lapping the underside where the big vein was. She loved to give head to someone who was as vocal about his enjoyment as Ralph. He was carrying on now with such guttural sounds and groans that she feared it would be over before they had even begun! But Ralph exercised an enormous amount of control in not splashing his load until his cock was firmly anchored in her mouth.

Sally felt she had to move faster now. Her fear that he would prematurely pop his wad prompted her to shove the entire dick in her mouth, sucking it deeper and deeper into her throat. When it felt as though his huge cock was tickling her tonsils, Sally began bringing her head in and out and back and forth on his prick the way her own cunt would work on his loins.

Ralph didn't know how long Sally could stay on the island and he deliberated over whether or not to shoot his load now and recuperate for some heavy fucking later, or what. The hell with it, he thought. If she could stay, the wouldn't be sorry, but he had to come!

He seized her head in his hands, pushing it back and forth on his dick more and more furiously.

"Oh!" he grunted. "I'm going to come!"

And before he could even think twice about it, he felt his jizz unleashing itself in hot heavy spurts down her willing mouth.

When the first blast of sperm bit the back of Sally's throat, she almost gagged, but experience had taught her to relax and swallow as swiftly as she could. She knew this gave the impression that she was gulping down his very essence, as indeed she was, but she didn't mean to appear greedy. It was a matter of survival.

When Ralph had shot the last of his jism into her mouth, Sally held his prick there between her lips until she had drained his balls thoroughly. Only when his giant cock began to retreat to its normal size did she relax the pull she exerted over his rod. Now Ralph sank to his knees next to her on the deck. His mined cock was dangling between his legs, forlorn-looking to Sally. She reached out to hold it, but Ralph pushed her back and stuck his tongue down her throat. He could taste his own cum on her tongue and it excited him. Her tits were pushing into his chest and her beaver was caressing his thighs. Though Ralph never thought he could get it up so soon, his cock rose without manual stimulation and began nosing its way between Sally's thighs.

Sally felt the thickness with delight. Her hand reached down to seize his cock and guide it into her box as she continued to kiss Ralph deeply. Ralph sighed and pulled her closer to him. They were on their sides now and Ralph made no move to mount her. Gently and lazily they began to rock back and forth, in and out as Ralph's cock penetrated the interior of Sally's box.

He noticed with pleasure, how her cunt contracted around his shaft, as though trying to squeeze more cum out of it, and his cock retained its thickness despite her manipulations.

Sally's box was throbbing now. Her cunt was like a gaping hole that opened and closed without any directions from her. She wanted to devour his cock, keep it inside her forever so that she might never feel horny again, but she knew his cock wouldn't be any good without his body thrusting it deeply in and out.

Her hands squeezed his buns, marveling at their muscle tone, their seeming ability to take all kinds of abuse from her yet still spring back into place. She wanted to leave some kind of mark on him because of her inability to have his prick fucking away inside her forever, but she didn't know how.

Ralph was aware that he was fucking some kind of animalistic bitch, and he wondered about her heavy needs. However, he was very happy she had chosen to exercise them on him, and he rutted away back and forth in her cunt, his breathing labored and strained.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Sally cried in rapid succession.

Despite her intentions to fuck Ralph forever, it was about to end. She would fuck again, she told herself wildly. It was only ending for now! And she heaved and bucked and thrust her hips around so fiercely her cries were of agony as well as ecstasy.

Ralph felt her snapping box going wild on his prick. It was like a game their genitals were playing with each other and Ralph felt he had as much at stake as she did. Though winning was really coming together, coming by himself was important, also.

"Are you coming?" he asked homely.

He knew it was a mindless question, especially considering the outrageous way her cunt was mapping at his cock. But he never could think very clearly when he was having sex, and why the fuck should he?

For an answer, Sally made one last snap with her cunt and refused to let go of his cock until she shuddered into nothingness. They lay still for, a long time on the deck. Sally could feel a puddle of sweat underneath her naked body on the plastic air mattress and she felt sticky. She groggily got to her feet and staggered towards the house.

Inside, the coolness was welcomed by her and she went into the bathroom to shower. As she left the bathroom, she could hear giggling from the next room and peered through the half-opened door. Lisa was getting taken care of pretty royally by Ed and Mike. Sally watched Lisa sucking off Ed while Mike fucked her. Normally this would have turned her all on again, but she was too exhausted from her bout with Ralph.

Ralph passed her then on his way into the bathroom and made a playful grab at her ass. Sally danced easily by and went onto the deck to retrieve her swimsuit. Glancing at her watch, she hoped Lisa wouldn't be too long with Ed and Mike. Though she didn't know how long the ferries ran, she suspected they didn't run all night long.

When Ralph rejoined her on the deck, she asked him how long he thought his friends would be occupied with Lisa.

"God only knows!" Ralph smiled. "I've seen them keep chicks inside there for days!"

Sally wondered about this, but she wasn't about to argue with Ralph. She found him pleasant company and gave him her address in case he should ever be in her neighborhood. Ralph solemnly tucked the information away in his brain, though he doubted he would ever use it. He had big plans for himself, and a continuing relationship with this married chick was not on his agenda.

"Let's take a walk," he suggested. "Maybe by the time we get back, Lisa will be ready to go."

"I wonder!" Sally mused, but she was glad for the opportunity to see more of the island. Not bothering to ask Ralph where they were going, she strolled with him down the narrow wooden sidewalk to a large building sitting right on the beach. For as far as her eyes could see, Sally saw nothing but men. Golden bronzed men wearing skimpy suits. As she had gotten plenty of sun on the deck with Ralph, Sally was grateful when he suggested they enter the casino.

Inside, the juke-box was blaring away, even though it was only four o'clock in the afternoon. Ralph led Sally to an empty wooden table and they sat down. She was fascinated by all the people drinking and laughing away as though life was one continuous cocktail party. A bored waiter came by to take their order, and Ralph asked Sally if she wanted something to eat. Sally realized she was starved and ordered a hamburger.