Marvin Cox - Eager young wife

She inched her face downward and sucked on the full, firm tits, rubbing her nose ground against the slick flesh. A burning hunger constricted the muscles of her throat as she dropped to her knees and dipped her tongue between the tight, creamy lips of Monica's cunt.

As she stabbed in and out of the pulsating slit, Tammy was aware of the pawing pleasure that throbbed inside Monica's guts. She chewed-gently at first, and then with savage strokes-on the hard nub of the woman's buzzing clit. Only a couple of seconds later, the woman cried out loudly.

"Oooohhhhh!" Monica wailed, standing on her tiptoes. "Suck it!"

The pleasure seemed to flow back and forth between the two women and then separate for a moment, only to splash back together like waves on a rocky beach.

Monica knelt quickly and pulled Tammy over on her side. She buried her face between Tammy's legs and wrapped her own around the girl's neck. They began stabbing their tongues in and out of each other's pussies, climaxing together in wells of tremendous release.

When their breathing had become normal enough for conversation, Tammy pulled away from the woman.

"I would judge this to be one of the finest times I've ever had!" she said.

"And I sentence you to ten years between my legs!" the judge said. "With an additional five years for good behavior!" she added with a seductive chuckle.

Tammy seemed to get hornier with every passing day. Monica had been good, she thought as she sat in her living room, but now she was hungry for a hard cock again.

She happened to glance out the window and notice a telephone repair truck. The repairman was about to open his door to get in, when Tammy ran to the door and called out.

"Hey, could you come over here for a second, my phone is messed up!"

He looked up at her and smiled. It was obvious that he liked what he saw. His dark, penetrating eyes seemed to undress her, as they caressed every visible square inch of her body.

"Well, you're supposed to call the business office first for me to get a work order," he said, sauntering across the street, the belt of tools jangling against his muscular thighs.

"Please?" Tammy said, her lips in a pout.

"What the hell," he said. "It's my lunch hour." Tammy gave him the once-over as he came up the sidewalk. He had a rough, angled face framed in blue-black hair, and shoulders a yard wide. His narrow waist and hips seemed to emphasize the enormous bulge in his weathered, tight jeans.

"Where's the telephone?" he asked, walking past her and into the house.

"Uh, the bedroom," Tammy said wickedly. "Where else?"

He gave a low chuckle and followed her into the bedroom. He picked up the telephone and listened carefully. He dialed a couple of numbers and then hung up.

"There's nothing wrong with your telephone," he said.

"Too bad," Tammy said, sitting on the bed. "It was such a good excuse."

"Excuse for what?" he asked, stepping a little closer.

"To find out if you're as hard as you look," she answered.

"How are you going to go about finding out whether I'm hard or not?" he asked, taking another step closer.

"This way," Tammy said, placing her palms on his bulging crotch.

"Go right ahead lady," he said, unbuckling his tool belt and dropping it to the floor.

Tammy reached around behind and pulled him closer, her fingernails digging into his well formed ass cheeks. She nuzzled her face into his crotch and ran her tongue up and down the length of his zipper.

He reached down and cupped her breasts, forcing his thumbs between her skin and the material of her blouse. He pulled her blouse open to expose her tits and squeezed the hard, throbbing nipples.

"You're a hot little lady, aren't you!" be whispered.

"Um hum," Tammy moaned, taking the top of his zipper between her teeth.

She pulled on the zipper with he mouth, and as she did, the thick, hardening cock pressed outward against his jockey shorts, rubbing against he nose. She moaned as the heady, acrid aroma hit her nostrils.

"You're so big!" she whispered, releasing the zipper. "So fucking big!"

"Put it in your mouth and watch it get bigger," he said huskily.

Tammy unsnapped his jeans and his cock flopped outward, stretching painfully against the soft material of his shorts. She pulled the waistband down slowly, just enough to reveal the lush growth of dark crotch hair and then stopped. She licked out her tongue and ran it over his shorts, soaking it up with her spit, trying to prolong the delicious mystery.

"Suck it, you cocksucker!" he groaned, arching his back. "Suck out my cum!"

After a few seconds, she pulled the waistband down entirely. His cock bobbed out and upward, slapping against his trim, hairy stomach.

"God, what a dick!" Tammy said, her eyes wide with hungry appreciation.

The large, swollen prick was at least ten inches long, and round as a fat snake. The gigantic, purplish cockhead glistened with tightness, already crowned with a clear, diamond-like drop of release that oozed from the narrow slit. A long, wide bluish vein pulsated as it ran the entire length of his prod, from the base all the way to the indention under the head. She touched it with her lips and felt it vibrate against her teeth.

"God, I wish I could get all of this in my mouth!" she whispered.

"Don't worry," he said, rubbing his dick around on her face. "You will. I'll see to that."

An immediate thrust of pleasure centered in the back of her pussy when she wrapped her lips around the end of his prick and tasted the salty, silver drop that oozed into the back of her throat. She closed her eyes and exhaled audibly.

"Oh baby, you've got a hot little mouth!" he winced. "Suck it good!"

Tammy felt the corners of her mouth stretch painfully as she sank her lips further down his shaft, taking in about five or six inches.

"That's good," he moaned, raising his hands to her neck, and then to the back of her head, exerting gentle pressure. "Suck it all don!"

Tammy felt his cockhead buzz against her tonsils, and she knew she'd never be able to take all of his dick. She pulled her mouth back, sliding toward his cockhead, and then lunged back down, succeeding in taking in an additional inch.

She cupped his furry balls and pulled them upwards against her chin. She could feel the molten sperm churn inside the wiry orbs, vibrating against her flesh.

"Oh God," she gurgled against the thickness of his cockhead as it cut off her air.

She was about to pull away, when he pressed hard against the back of her head and jutted his hips forward. She gagged and choked violently, but any struggle was useless against his strength. She felt his prick slip deeper into her throat, almost ripping her muscles apart.

"Take it all now," he grunted, throttling her throat savagely.

The next thing Tammy knew was a fiery sensation in her lungs, a pressure that squashed them against her guts. And then her lips were encircled around the base of his cock. His balls churned against her neck.

At first she didn't taste the monstrous wads of sperm. She felt only a squeezing, pressing warmth that gurgled into her wind pipe. As the collecting amount of cum grew into a raging pool of tidal wave-like rage, it was suddenly shot upward and into the back of her throat. The savage thrusts slapped into the thick globs of cream like an angry palm slapping warm butter.

"Urmph!" she spat out, the force of her convulsing throat gushing the jism into her cheek.

He continued to pound away on her face, snapping her head back and forth, driving his cock deeper into her lungs. His hot cum splattered all over both of them as it squirted out her mouth and her nose.

Using all her strength, Tammy managed to push away for a brief second, to gasp in some precious air. As she sucked inward, the molten jism mixed with the air, causing her to choke and spit. And then he jerked her back and began ramming into her throat again, in what seemed to Tammy a never-ending series of brutal thrusts.