Marvin Cox: Eager young wife

Tammy Phillips' cunt throbbed deliciously. She looked out the window, watching her husband mow the lawn. He was bare-chested, his skin a rich, dark brown. Even after two years of marriage, his muscular body still inflamed her with desire.

"Kevin!" she yelled. "Can you come in for a few minutes?"

Kevin looked up, then frowned. He could recognize that hungry look in Tammy's eyes.

"What do you want?" he asked, his tone edged with irritation.

Again, a quick stab of pleasure ripped into Tammy's pussy. Her eyes dropped to the enormous bulge in Kevin's cut-offs, and she wanted him badly.

"Come on in for a beer," she said. "You look hot!"

"And you look a lot hotter," he muttered under his breath.

"Please?" she begged.

He shut the mower off and walked toward the house. Tammy watched his easy cat-like gait as he sauntered up the steps. When he came through the door she could smell the acrid aroma of his maleness. Glistening drops of sweat clung to his muscled flesh.

Her pussy began to burn hotter as she looked at him. She wanted nothing more than having his hairy legs wrapped around hers, having his cock thrusting deeply into her guts.

"Where's the beer?" he asked.

"It can wait," she said, pulling him close. "I want you so bad!"

"Oh shit, Tammy, can't you ever get enough?" he said.

Although she was hurt by his rejection, the overwhelming sensations in her pussy made her cast her feelings aside. She had to have him! Now!

She pushed him to the couch and knelt between his legs. She ran her fingers over his crotch, feeling the soft, thickness of his cock as it lay limp against the inside of his thigh.

Kevin sighed with resignation and leaned back, allowing Tammy to unzip his shorts and pull his cock out.

Tammy looked lovingly at the long, flaccid shaft of meat. It was so big, even when soft! She lowered her face and kissed the enormous cockhead with her wet, hungry lips.

"Oh God, I'm going to suck you good!" she whispered, her breath hot against his foreskin. "So good!"

She opened her mouth wide and slipped the massive head between her lips. The delicious, sweaty flavor of dried piss and sperm floated into the back of her throat, causing her to shiver with ecstasy.

She pulled his balls out and cupped them in her hands. The furry, rough skin filled her palms as she squeezed and kneaded them.

"Uuuunmmmmm!" she moaned, feeling his shaft begin to swell, pressing against the top of her tongue and the roof of her mouth.

She sucked the entire length of his dick into her throat, her lips kissing and nibbling at the base of his shaft. She pulled his nuts upward and rolled the hairy masses around on her cheeks. She inhaled sharply, her nostrils sucking in the fantastic odor of his crotch.

Already, her pussy began to throb painfully. She wanted desperately to pull away and have him ram his cock deeply into her slit, but her mouth seemed to have a mind of its own!

She pulled her head back, feeling his cockhead throb against her teeth, and then lunged back down hard, slipping her lips around the burning thickness of his dick. His balls touched her chin with a slapping motion.

"Boy, you sure love cock, don't you!" Kevin said, watching her suck up and down.

Tammy groaned her answer. She wouldn't for anything take her mouth away from his cock. She gobbled it down in swift, hungry movements, barely able to swallow all of it down. It had grown rock-hard.

Searing pangs of hot pleasure shot into the back of her box. Her cunt muscles began to throb and pulsate, forcing the sweet, frothy juices outward. They collected in her cunt hair and glistened like tiny pearls. She squirmed her ass around and rubbed her thighs together for relief, but the itch in her pussy seemed to increase with each movement.

"Your mouth is as tight and hot as your little pussy!" Kevin groaned, now getting into the mood of things.

Tammy began sucking up and down at a furious pace, pressing his dick deeply into the back of her throat and withdrawing it again. She could feel his cockhead begin to balloon, pressing against her throat muscles with overpowering pressure.

"Suck it, you cum-drinker!" Kevin moaned. "Suck it good and I'll let you gargle my sperm!"

Just then, Tammy felt a hot splatter of creamy jism spew out of his prick and splash against the back of her throat.

"Take it all, you cocksucker!" Kevin grunted, jutting his hips upward to bury his dick fully into her mouth.

Tammy drank quickly, trying to swallow each creamy wad, but the amount was too much for her tiny throat. Huge gobs collected in her cheeks and streamed out the corners of her mouth, oozing down her chin.

Kevin gave a final upward thrust, emptying the last of his hot load into her mouth. He paused for a couple of seconds, and then pushed her back, his hands on her shoulders.

"Now for that beer," he said, getting up, and zipping his shorts.

Tammy was stunned. She ran her tongue around on her lips, licking into her mouth the remnants of her suck job. Her pussy was churning with agonized torment, demanding release. She turned, her pride leaving her, to beg for him to fuck her.

She heard the door slam. She stood up and saw that he was returning to the mower, a beer in his hand. She touched herself between her thighs and began rubbing her clit with her fingers.

While she looked at him, she stroked the hot, pulsating bud, feeling the pleasure increase. And then she moaned as the climax throbbed into her pussy.

She felt like crying. Her orgasm had been empty, the release incomplete. She went into the bedroom and lay down, her troubled mind rifled with self-loathing and contempt.

"I have to beg him for it!" she said, half-aloud.

Tears welled in her eyes. She was preparing herself for a good cry when the phone rang.

"Hi, Tammy," the woman said after Tammy had answered. "This is Nora."

It was useless to attempt fooling Nora about anything. They had been friends since school, and she could read Tammy's mind just from the tone in her voice.

"Is it Kevin again?" she asked Tammy.

"Yes," Tammy answered in a whisper.

"Well, I've told you what to do about it, but you wouldn't listen," Nora said.

Tammy thought about the past two years with Kevin. At first, it seemed that they were perfectly matched. He had awakened her young sexuality, taught her everything she knew, and just when it was getting to be perfect, he seemed to have lost all interest in sex. Nora had suggested that Tammy get a lover, and Tammy had been scandalized at the mere thought.

"Did you hear what I said?" Nora asked, interrupting Tammy's thoughts.

"Yes, but…"

"Look," Nora said, "if you're not getting it at home, you have every Goddamned right to get it someplace else!"

Tammy started to say something, but Nora cut her off.

"Come on over, can you?" she said. "I've got an idea. I think you might be able to solve your other problem."

"What do you mean?" Tammy asked.

"Come on over. Now. You'll find out."

Tammy was torn between her love for Kevin and the unsatisfied desires of her body. She knew if she went over to see Nora, she might be convinced to do something she didn't want to do, but had to do.

She changed clothes and walked to the car, not even looking at Kevin.

"Where you going?" he asked over the roar of the motor.

"To Nora's," she answered.

"Have fun," he said.

"Don't worry, I will."

Nora greeted Tammy with a hug. "Sit down," she said, leading the depressed woman to the couch. Nora sat down beside her.

While Tammy sat on the couch, she didn't notice that Nora was pulling at the buttons on her blouse. When she looked up, she was surprised to see that Nora was now tugging with her bra. "What are you doing?" Tammy asked.