Marvin Cox - Eager young wife

"Well, a virgin," Tammy whispered, suddenly full of excitement of teaching a young stud the joys of fucking. "Come here and you won't have that complaint ever again after tonight."

Before she had time to think, his mouth was latched onto her tits, his teeth sinking hungrily into her flesh. His hands were all over her, yanking and squeezing her painfully.

"Hold on a second," she whispered, pushing him away gently. "Take it a little slower. We have all night."

"I'm sorry," he said, looking away.

"That's okay," Tammy said. "Take off your clothes, and then we'll start again."

He shucked out of his clothing with unbelievable speed, dancing around pulling on his shoes. When he was totally naked, he lay down beside her.

"You just lie there," Tammy said, leaning over. "Let me get to know you."

Her eyes were glued on his youthful, hard cock as it throbbed against his flat, hairless stomach. It was long and thick, certainly one of the largest she had ever seen. She held it reverently in both hands and pulled it upwards, jacking the tender foreskin over the ballooning cockhead.

The boy groaned under her touch and grabbed the sheets with both hands. Every muscle in his body seemed to burn with fiery desire, and already he could feel the molten wads of sperm boiling in his nuts, begging for release.

Tammy kissed the end of his prick tenderly, savoring the warm, succulent flavor of dried piss. Then she flicked out her tongue and swirled it around on the glistening, purplish head. He groaned loudly when she placed her lips around the orb and pulled the first couple of inches into her mouth.

"Wha… What are you going to do?" he asked. "I'm going to suck your cock and drink your cum," Tammy whispered from the side of her mouth.

"You mean, you'll drink it?" he asked.

"Ummmmmhuuuuhbh!" she whispered, and then forced her lips further down the shaft.

"Oh God, that's good!" he said, jutting his hips upward. "So fucking good!"

Tammy encircled his prick with her tight, hungry mouth, inching her lips slowly toward the base. She fondled and squeezed his young, furry balls and rolled them around on her cheeks. After a few seconds, her lips were pursed wetly around the full length of his dick, his cockhead buzzing against her tonsils.

She felt her cunt begin to glow with hungry warmth, as spasms of desire constricted the tight, frothy canal. She pulled her mouth upwards, almost totally releasing his prick, and then lunged back down quickly, swallowing every delicious inch. Again, she raised her head to repeat the same action, but she felt a pressure against the back of her head, burying her face savagely into his acrid smelling crotch.

"Now!" he grunted. "I can't help it!"

He rolled her over on her side and pulled his knees up, hugging her neck in a tight grasp. He humped his hips forward and oiled out.

"Suck it!" he said, his voice a painful whisper.

The gigantic wads of sperm stormed up the center of his shaft and splattered against the back of Tammy's throat causing her to gag on the enormous amount.

She gurgled out a protest, but it was useless. She drank it quickly, but the fluid filled her mouth, bursting upward, back out, totally filling her throat, nose and mouth. A huge glob of hot, creamy jism squirted out of both her nostrils, wetting up her lips.

He pumped her mouth full of cum with several, quick rabbit-like thrusts, and then with a final, violent lunge, he buried the last pulsating glob of cum into her lungs.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked, quickly slipping away, his cock flopping out of Tammy's mouth with a smacking sound.

For a couple of seconds, Tammy couldn't answer. She exhaled, the gooey masses of spurn that lubricated her voice box caused her voice to gurgle. "No," she answered. "God, you were sure eager to go!"

"It was my first time. I'm sorry."

"Well, don't be," she said, pulling him over on top of her. "You ram that hot prick into my pussy now, and fuck it just like you did my mouth!"

He spread her legs with his knees, and with one quick stroke, he slammed the full length of his dick into her guts.

"Uuuummmmpppph!" Tammy grunted as the painful penetration caused her to gasp.

He held her shoulders with both hands and clamped his mouth around her right breast, smacking hungrily on her hard, jutting nipple.

His eagerness was catching. Tammy began to feel a delicious warmth surge into her pussy, filling her with hunger. The thickness of his meat slipped tightly against her constricting ring of pussy muscle, snug as a wet glove.

"Fuck me you little stud," she whispered. "Oh, God; FUCK ME!!"

He plowed into her guts like a piston machine, grinding his cock savagely in and out, his balls slapping against the insides of her thighs.

"My pussy is on firs, you fucking little stud!" Tammy grunted, now matching his slapping movements, meeting them with her own body thrusts. "Fuck me NOW!"

With her last word, she was filled with the warmth of his release, as it burned against her own fiery climax. They pumped and jabbed together, each plateau of orgasm flowing upward, outward. His hot sperm gushed into the back of her pussy and then squirted back, out with his thrusts, wetting up Tammy's asshole with sticky warmth.

A few minutes later, Tammy kissed his shoulder and whispered, "Unmmmm, I'm glad Kevin asked you to take care of me!"

"Can we do it again?" he asked, his breathing hard and, uneven.

"Well, you're supposed to take care of me the whole night, weren't you?"

"I will," he said. "Oh baby, I will!"

Tammy was reading when she was interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell. She got up, her eyes still on the book, and opened the door. She was greeted by a chubby, rather sloppily dressed short man of around fifty.

"Tammy Phillips?" he asked.

Tammy nodded her head in puzzlement.

"I've got a warrant here for your arrest," he said, his mouth pursed like a swollen anus.

"What for?" Tammy demanded, looking at the document he was holding out toward her like it was a dead rat.

"Parking ticket," he said primly. "You ignore them, you go to court."

Before Tammy had an opportunity to protest, a uniformed policeman stepped from behind the man and slapped a pair of handcuffs on her wrists.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked, struggling against the pressure of the cop who led her out of the house.

"Seems fairly obvious," the server said with a snort.

"But that isn't even my car, or my license number that's listed on that paper!" Tammy tried to tell them.

"Tell it to the judge," the man said.

"Original, real fucking original."

"Who writes your stuff?" Tammy spat. Tammy couldn't remember when she had been as pissed as she was right now. Her anger mounted almost to a blinding rage as she was roughly pushed into the backseat of the squad car, and driven to the city jail. She was so frustrated, she hardly even was aware of the quick ride. The next moment, she was pushed into the holding tank. The door closed with a final clank. She turned and grasped the bars.

"I'm going to sue your ass for this, you, you, fucking dildo!" she screamed.

"Tell it to the judge," the man said without expression.

"You can bet your ass I will!" she grunted.

Tammy's anger had now subsided to a slow burning. But as she was led into the courtroom later that afternoon, to post bond or face charge. She looked around the brightly lit room, her glance resting briefly on the bored faces. And then she saw the judge.

Monica Walpole's beautiful features was delightfully set off by the somber black robe she was wearing. Her black hair was cropped short, outlining a dark, olive complexion. She held a look of amused detachment as she glanced down at some papers in front of her. She swept her eyes around the courtroom, glancing at the faces, and then shot Tammy a curious gaze.