Robert Desmond - Seduced young wife

Kate moaned with pleasure, and ran her hand through Mark's hair, urging him, begging him to do more, to arouse her further, much further. Mark responded by extending the pattern of his caresses until his fingers were playing light wispy games with the tightly curled hairs of her cunt, letting a fingernail run once every so often over the distended little pleasure bud of her expanding clitoris, and smiling as his ears caught the moans of pleasure his manipulations were eliciting. He turned his head slightly, and gazed with a defiant look at his own wife, who sat hypnotized by the adulterous display she was witnessing. Then his attention was drawn once again to the pinkly seeping cunt of Kate Johnson, and he lowered his head between her legs to drink of her flowing vaginal moisture.

"No… Mark, no… I want your cock… I want your cock to rip me apart… shove it into me, baby."

Mark looked again at Lynn, and then with a sadistic smile on his lips, raised his muscularly tanned body over the eagerly waiting woman beneath him.

"All right… you'll get it. You'll get my cock."

"How lover boy? Tell me how!"

"Deep and hard. I'm going to fuck you until you beg for mercy, and then, I'm going to fuck you more."

"Oh, God," she sighed, "I can almost feel it already."

The undulating older woman pulled him down on her, raised her face and locked her mouth tightly against his, as her tiny hand slid down between them and closed around the pulsing hardness of his cock. He gasped at the coolness of her fingers and pressed harshly against her lips, dueling madly with her tongue. She crushed the full length of her body into his, opening her legs wide to take him up between them.

Mark groaned above the unresisting woman as he felt her moving his cock up and down between her legs, parting the softly curled hair of her vagina with the pulsating, blood-filled head. The auburn curls grazed teasingly against it, forcing it into greater hardness until it ached from the excruciating pressure.

He couldn't stand another second of this torture. Flicking his hips forward with a sudden thrust, he drove his desire-swollen member abruptly up into the gaping hot mouth of her tantalizing pussy.

"Oooooo," she groaned, as his long cock raced up her cunt to the full depths of her belly, suddenly hitting bottom, his balls slapping hard against the smoothly rounded cheeks of her buttocks. He thrust harder, screwing his pelvis tighter into her loins so she could not escape. He deliberately made his cock throb deep inside her and was rewarded by another low moan from between her tightly clenched teeth.

Tiny droplets of tears brimmed into the corners of Lynn's eyes as she watched her naked hostess begin to rotate her pelvis beneath Mark's sunken cock. She was seeing for the first time, with her own eyes, her own husband having sex with another woman. She was barely conscious of Harry Johnson speaking next to her.

"Do you want to leave?"

"No… I don't think so," she managed after a short pause. "I want to see it all and remember it for the rest of my life."

"You'll only hurt yourself," he murmured into her ear, a sly smile creasing his face.

Blinded by tears, Lynn did not notice the strange expression. She watched in disbelief as her husband bucked over Kate Johnson's writhing body. How could he? she wondered. Her eyes were opened wide as she watched Mark's lurching cock slide slowly up and down in the wet, clasping lips of the moaning woman's cunt, making a wet sluicing noise each time it entered. She knew she should scream and tear them apart, but instead, she sat frozen in immobility, and watched helplessly.

Mark ground his pelvis into the squirming woman beneath him as she strained back under him, arching her loins and thrusting them both off the bunk a few inches from the force of her upward lunges. Her mouth hung open and her head flailed from side to side in wild abandon.

"Oh, fuck me hard!" she moaned, already delirious with pleasure. "Shove your finger in my ass! Do it, quick!"

Reaching under her, Mark searched with his middle finger for her anus. When he found the tiny puckered opening, he lubricated his finger with the fluids that had trickled out around his hard-driving cock and began to probe at the cringing little ass-hole. He pushed hard, feeling it give a little, and then suddenly the tight elastic ring fell before his attack and his finger slid in to the first knuckle. She cringed away, squirming beneath him to escape the initial pain of his entry.

He pushed harder, sinking it in to the second knuckle.

"Aaaaaggggh, yessss," she shrieked, screwing her buttocks back on his finger until it was buried to the palm of his hand.

Experimentally, he rotated it inside of the velvety depths of her rectum, feeling the thin wall of flesh that separated her two passages and the underside of his cock as it slid in and out of her. He began to pick up the same rhythm with his finger, sawing it in and out, skewering her with the lewd double-fucking. To his delight, she again picked up the tempo, bucking madly and opening her legs wider to give him greater access to the dual ravishment of her loins.

He could tell that she was near a climax as she began scissoring her legs open and shut in time to his long, hard thrusts into her and he began ramming harder, impaling her ass-hole with his finger to excite her more. He heard her gurgling and gasping beneath him and he drubbed into her with all his strength.

"Oh, I'm cumming!" she gasped frantically. "Fuck harder. Oh God, Mark, fuck me harder, I'm ccuummmiinngggg!" She drew back her thighs tighter until the whole of her wide-stretched pussy was offered up to him to fuck into as hard as he wanted. Her slim ankles locked over his shoulders and her pelvis writhed beneath him in a jerking dance of wildly abandoned ecstasy. Her mouth slipped open, her unseeing eyes rolling up toward the ceiling.

A low, strangled scream suddenly forced itself from between Kate's contorted lips and she screwed herself up on Mark's thickly ramming cock, locking herself to him with her thighs while her loins jerked spasmodically against his naked belly. A moment later, she collapsed limply beneath him on the bunk. She lay still, except for the last trembling of her vaginal muscles around his rampant cock. He thrust deep into her, then lay quiet until she regained her strength.

"Your husband's quite a lover," Harry whispered in Lynn's ear, as she sat beside him, trembling with horror and shock.

Lynn did not hear him, but only stared as if paralyzed at her husband's still rigid cock, lying quietly now in Kate's oozing cunt. She moved suddenly as her eyes rose to his face, and found his eyes staring at her with a look of defiance and even challenge.

"What's the matter, Lynn?" he said brutally, "don't you like to see me enjoying myself?"

Lynn was taken aback at the coarseness of his innuendo, and could only manage to shake her head no, slowly and unconvincingly.

"Well," her husband said, still cutting her with the sharpness of his sarcasm, "that's good. That's admirable. But don't let yourself be left out. I mean, don't let me stop your having a little fun yourself, you know?"

"Mark… I…"

"I mean Harry looks like he'd be willing to entertain you, wouldn't you, Harry?" He glanced contemptuously at Harry. "And since you two seem to enjoy each other so much, it would be a shame if you let my presence inhibit you. After all, Kate and I aren't done yet by a long shot. Are we, baby?"

"No, lover boy, not by a long shot," Kate answered. "Why don't you roll over and let me give you something to remember me by."

With an evil grin on his face, and his eyes not leaving his shocked wife's face, Mark extracted his swollen cock from Kate's glistening pink cunt, and rolled away from her onto his back, lying tensely with his obscenely bobbing hardness aimed straight up to the ceiling over head. He folded his arms under his head so he could watch as she reached out and began stroking him, sliding the loose outer flesh of his rock-hard shaft up and down in a mesmerizing rhythm that increased the ache in his balls almost beyond endurance. Suddenly, she scrambled to her knees and leaned over his loins, her face a scant two inches from the blood-engorged head of his lust-hardened cock.