Clarence Tydings - The unfaithful girlfriend

A strange masochistic wildness had somehow taken control of her body as she lay impaled between his tongue and finger and she ground her ass in wild abandoned ecstasy hard up against the maddening probings of her hot steaming loins. Nothing mattered now but the agony of the lovely swirling sensations rippling over every inch of her naked flesh. There was nothing else in the world and she writhed and twisted beneath his impalement, gasping and screaming all the lewd words that came into her tortured and anguished mind.

"Yes, yes, Bill! Suck me, lick my pussy! Ram your finger harder in my ass! Oh harder, yes, harder! Aaawww!!"

Dodge worked like an avenging devil below, hearing her cries as she approached a quick climax. Jesus, he certainly hadn't misjudged this one. Scratch the surface, and… voila! A screaming she-Goddess of passion. She was a hot enough little bitch, all right, he thought through the blind ecstasy of bringing a tender young beauty like this to orgasm, playing her like he'd play a musical instrument. He flicked his tongue faster and ground his finger with greater severity into the ever-expanding hole of her anus.

Her body worked beneath him, her thighs spasmodically opening and closing on the sides of his head. He could feel their warm resilience press tightly against his ears as she would jerk involuntarily from an extra deep flick of his tongue in her cunt.

Bill Dodge felt her belly begin to rise and fall more quickly, her head flailing out of control from side to side on the mattress, her long blonde hair, undone now from its careful styling, lashing about the bed like a whip. He thrust his tongue deeper…

Her thighs pressed tighter into the sides of his head, tightening and softening in a lewd rhythm to the thrusting of his punishing tongue. He knew she was on the brink of orgasm. Not quite there, but hanging on the very edge. Her breasts heaved and danced on her chest wildly, her fingers twisted crazily in his hair. Her head stopped its flailing and tensed as she arched her back, the cords in her neck standing out like steel tendons. Her face contorted and a low guttural scream rumbled deep in her throat, choked off at the last moment by a long soulful gasp that reminded him of a piteously dying young doe.

Aaaaahhhhhh…

Jessica felt as though she were losing her insides as the fluid of her orgasm started deep in her belly and gushed out with a roar around his still thrashing tongue and out onto his face. She could feel it running wetly down the crevice of her buttocks, around the finger still worming hotly around in her anus, and down to the covers below. She gave one last great gasp and collapsed down into the mattress, dropping her legs like heavy weights of lead to each side of his body. She could not move, the world and everything around her was a big glowing ember, the charred fragments of the nerve-shattering explosion that had been her orgasm. She lay absolutely immobile, her arms and legs splayed out uselessly like a rag-doll on either side. Bill Dodge lay still also, with his head pillowed in the wet softness of the sparsely curling blonde pubic hair between her legs. They panted out their exhaustion together for a long moment and Bill crawled up over her and pressed his open mouth over hers. She could feel and taste the wetness and intensity of her orgasm on his cheeks and lips and thrust her tongue deep in his mouth in a wordless gesture of thanks for the incredible gift he had just given her.

"You rest for a minute, honey," he whispered in her ear. "Then it's your turn to suck me!"

She nodded her head gently in agreement with his mouth locked tightly to hers. She knew this was the moment she should have dreaded, but now it seemed like such a small thing to do for this man who had brought such a wild, deliciously wicked response from her. She had done it solely for revenge against Phillip, but instead, Bill Dodge had shown her what one person could really give to another. She wanted to repay him, to do anything he wanted of her… and not for revenge this time, but to pay him back for what he had so wonderfully done.

Through the darkness, she could hear the soft mewling pleadings of Dodge's wife Valerie. She laughed softly to herself. Phillip had a long way to go and a lot to learn if he were ever going to compete with this man. God, even Marty Felder had succeeded in bringing some kind of response from her, crude and brutal though he was.

Bill lay with his leg thrown over her, his chin nestled against her shoulder as their breathing subsided. The wet sucking noises of Phillip's lovemaking to Bill's wife filtered through the room in a low continuous rhythm. They were punctuated by the soft moaning noises of her passion. Periodically, as he thrust his tongue forward extra vigorously, a slight whimper of surprised delight would erupt from her lips. Jessica could feel Bill's already hardened prick lying across her thigh, throbbing almost in unison to the sound of his wife's salacious groans.

"Ready, darling," he whispered, and moved temporarily away from her.

"Yes, roll onto your back," Jessica murmured surprising even herself at her own boldness, but she could think of no greater punishment for Phillip than to be present while another man shot his sperm deep up into the girl he was going to marry's throat and he was powerless to do anything about it. The thought of doing that to a man no longer repelled her as her loins were still moist and warm from the pleasures he had just conferred upon her and anything that made a person feel that good could not possibly be as degrading as it once seemed to her.

She began slowly, following his example in lieu of experience, running her tongue down the hollows of his neck to his chest. She found the small male nipples and nipped gently at them, sure they would offer no response. But to her pleasant surprise, they did, and she could feel him twist slightly from the strange sensation. She didn't know much yet about the naked male body and worked slowly to learn. With one hand she reached down and grasped his hardened penis between her fingers as she worked lower and lower with her tongue licking wildly at his flesh. She remembered the wild sensations that had run through her own body when he had licked at her navel and conferred the same on him, running her tongue around hotly inside it until she felt his stomach begin to heave beneath her. He was hairy and she could feel the soft wiriness of it against her lips and face as she moved. She dropped one hand down lower and grasped his hardened penis tightly between her fingers, drawing back the foreskin in a slow teasing motion that brought louder groans from his lips.

The position was growing more uncomfortable as she worked lower, so she crawled over him, pushed his legs apart, and kneeled on all fours between his thighs, her own feet hanging over the end of the bed.

Her face was over his loins now and she continued the gentle skinning back and forth of his ever hardening cock. Her lips were a bare inch away from the tip and she opened her mouth and breathed softly against it, allowing her hot breath to flow over the cool tip with a maddening slowness.

"Ooohh, God, suck it! Now, baby!" she heard him groan above her. His words excited her as she knew her boyfriend next to them would hear and she found herself sadistically wishing she could see his face when he finally realized it was she, Jessica, doing this obscene thing, willingly, to another man. She'd show him! She was no little girl, she could be as much of a woman as that cheap hussy Valerie!

Her tongue flicked out, the tip coming into warm wet contact with the head of his cock. She circled it about the smooth, rubbery flesh as he groaned and twisted above from the cruel teasing she was subjecting him to. The tip of her slowly searching tongue found the tiny opening of the gland at the end and darted wetly into it. It was already moist from the tiny droplets of seminal fluid seeping from his rising excitement. The sharp pungent taste and odor caused her mouth to salivate and her nostrils to flare slightly. Her hands dropped to the base of the huge erected prick and she cupped his soft, smooth testicles gently with one of them, grazing her nails tantalizingly over the hairy flaccid flesh. The other hand she placed at the thick base of his cock where it soared from the curly black pubic hair covering his lower stomach. She pinched it between her thumb and forefinger and pulled down hard, skinning back the foreskin until the large red throbbing head stood alone and naked against the softness of her lips. She began planting moist warm kisses around it, beginning at the tip and tracing a path down the full length of it to the base and then wetly back up to the tip again. She played longer than she knew she should, not being able, just yet, to bring herself to take it wholly in her mouth.