David Brown: Always horny wife

Then Marge went wild, bouncing on the floor. Her fingernails raked up and down his back and sides, making him wince. Her inner thighs slapped against him smartly. Her cunt was so wet that his prick pulled out honey each time it withdrew from her. He squeezed her left jug and felt her heart racing madly beneath it. Marge gasped, sucking his cock deeply.

He felt her getting hotter and hotter. Her skin was flushed. A moment later, she screamed and twitched beneath him. Johnny kept up his pace until be could no longer hold it. His cock splashed thickly, his sperm gushing into her trembling cunt walls. Marge orgasmed six more times before he removed his spent dick from her inflamed cunt.

Relaxing, they lay on their sides and watched Lisa and Amber going to town on the giant rubber pork.

The two women were kicking and screaming as they struggled with the thick, artificial meat. The big blonde was still pulling Amber by the ankles, wriggling her snatch against the brunette's throbbing cunt and moaning with pleasure as she felt her tube completely engorged with thick, hot meat.

Amber suddenly pulled away from her and flipped over on her back. She took the dripping dick in her hands and, squealing impatiently, shoved herself against it until it slid easily into her greased hole. The brunette grasped the blonde's ankles and began pulling the trembling blonde toward her. When she felt the other woman's pussy lips pressing her in the snatch, she gasped, popping several more times and soaking the blonde's inner thighs.

The two girls kept working the dildo inside their cunts. Moments later, they both popped thickly, draining themselves completely. Letting go of each other, they collapsed on the couch and lay panting and whimpering in utter depletion.

Marge and Johnny were still watching them, even as they lay motionless on the couch.

"How 'bout bringin' me to a nice, thick head, Lisa?" asked Johnny, laughing brightly.

"Go… fuck yourself," replied the blonde, still gasping in exhaustion.

"If I could, I would," he replied, still teasing her. "But I'm no fuckin' contortionist, ya know."

Marge yawned and stretched. "God," she said, raising her arms high in the air, "I could use some sleep right about now. I'm all fucked out."

Amber and Lisa laughed.

"Now that you mentioned it," said Amber, sitting up, "I could use some sleep, too."

"What the fuck's wrong with you three?" asked Johnny. "You're ready to sack out and I'm ready for another round of fuckin'."

"I really should be gettin' home," said the brunette, getting up and picking up her clothing. "I better be home if Hal makes it back in the evening."

"I'll go with ya," said Johnny, getting to his feet.

"You'll have to," replied Amber. "You drove me here, remember?"

He frowned and shook his head. "Ya know, I think I'm gettin' tired, too."

Then they dressed and left the girls' house.

It was past ten in the morning when Johnny woke up.

Amber was not in the bedroom. He sat up sharply and shook his head to clear it. Then he heard the bathroom door open.

Amber walked into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I thought ya'd gone," he said, yawning. She frowned and shook her head. "Now, where the fuck would I go?" she asked, teasing him. "This is my house, remember?"

"Yeah. I'm not with it this morning, I guess."

"No, you're not. By the way, it's quarter after ten. Don'tcha have to go to work today."

"Nope. Not till one o'clock, that is."

"Why not?"

He yawned again. "I gotta go on a three-day business trip this afternoon. I didn't have to go in to the office today. But I do have to be at the airport by one."

She pouted. "D'ya have to go?" He nodded.

"Can'tcha…"

"Cancel it?" He smiled and shook his head. "No way," he replied, kissing her on the lips. "But I wish I could. I really do."

"Oh, well," she said, getting up and heading for the bathroom to take a shower, "I guess I can find some way of makin' it through the next three days without ya."

"I don't want you to go to town while I'm gone," he yelled as she disappeared into the bathroom.

Ten seconds later, she reappeared in the doorway. "Why the hell not?" she asked.

He laughed. "'Cause I'm jealous," he replied. "Anyway, going to town isn't safe for a good-lookin' girl like yourself. You'll get picked up."

She laughed. "That's why I'll go to town in the first place!" she replied. Then she once again disappeared into the bathroom.

Amber was in the shower no more than two minutes before Johnny stepped inside. She was reaching up to adjust the showerhead when she turned and watched him come in. He merely smiled at her, pushed her so that her titties were pressing against the cold tile wall, and spread her legs.

Then he was fingering her cunt and rubbing the perfect globes of her moist ass. She felt his thick rod bumping against her right hip. Arching her back, she raised her ass higher to make it easier for him.

Johnny shoved his tool deeply into her moist snatch. The brunette instantly splashed his prick with juice. She smiled in delight, rubbing her ass against his stomach. Johnny reached around her, covered her titties with his hands, and began sliding his big dong in and out of her.

The thick prick made the brunette pop her wad again. She thumped her ass against him, clamping her slit muscles tightly against his prick. Johnny squeezed her jugs tightly, causing her to wail and hammer again. The cunt juice fell down the sides of his dong as he fucked her.

Pulling out of her quivering slit, he pulled her ass cheeks wide apart and shoved it deeply inside. The brunette struggled frantically, kicking out more juice. She rotated her hips in sensuous circles that made his cock move easier into her ass tube. For the next few minutes, he pumped her ass slowly and deliciously, with long, lingering strokes.

Then he was pulling out of her again.

She turned around and saw him lying on his back on the floor of the shower. Giggling, the brunette instantly straddled him, her legs parted, her back arched. She let him position his cock beneath her so that the big round head pressed against her juicy pussy lips.

Grunting and shoving her snatch downwards, the brunette took his entire length into her slit tube and pounded him until her chestnut patch of hair was pressed against his own.

Amber began to bounce on his joint.

He watched her as she flopped over him, her round jugs shaking, her hair spilling everywhere. He felt her tube soaking his cock again. She was over-hot and as red as a tomato. Closing his eyes, he smiled and let her ride him the way she wanted.

Soon she was gasping again. Her juice was thick and hot. It gushed down, coated his cock and balls, and gathered on the wet floor between his legs. Squeezing her tits, Johnny dammed his cock up and down her cunt until she began quivering and sobbing in exhaustion.

Pulling her off of him, he got up, turned off the shower, and took her into the bathroom. After he rubbed her down, he dried himself, picked her up, and carried her into the bedroom. He laid her down on her back, with her long, slender legs dangling over the edge. She was still dizzy with pleasure. In her eyes was a far-away look.

She moaned and watched him as he spread her legs, lowered himself, and eased his giant prong up her dripping gash.

For the next ten minutes, he rode her wildly, never easing up, never losing a single stroke. He looked down at her. She gasped, shivered, whimpered. His cock jumped inside her, tearing her apart, igniting her explosion. She shuddered, kicking out wildly. Her thighs and arms slapped against him. Each time his prick left her, it pulled out cunt juice. Her juice soaked the bed sheets beneath them and filled the room with a sweet, strong odor.