Peter Jensen - The Captive Bride

Schneider's Italian mistress lay there feeling wanton pleasure drift over her in wild oscillating waves that caused the flat plane of her belly to ripple, and her thighs to quiver in lewd abandon. Her tongue-spread pussy was begging ceaselessly for fulfillment and, as a soul-shattering orgasm approached, she was barely conscious of her obscenely squirming hips that swiveled as though on ball bearings, grinding her hungry vagina harder and harder up into his eager face.

"God, lover, I'm going out of my mind! Lick it! Lick my cunt!" she wailed, tangling her hands in the young husband's dark hair and pulling his long working tongue deeper and deeper up into her hungrily grasping cunt.

Jack began tongue-fucking the young brunette's tight little vagina with obscene worming thrusts. And then abruptly, like a crack of sizzling lightning, Christina came! Her climax was sudden and, after all the time she'd thought of seducing Jack, it rocked and convulsed her naked body in a pleasure so sweet and intense that her muscles seemed to turn to liquid, they became limp and, with a long expiring groan, she shuddered and collapsed.

Christina lay panting for a long moment, then watched in the mirror as Jack scuttled up farther between her legs. He seated himself obscenely on top of her reclining body, probably unaware, Christina thought, that she had been guiding him toward this lewd act all afternoon. She lifted her head and peered down at the full length of his long hard cock, greedily wetting her lips at the very sight.

"Ooooooooooh," the Italian woman moaned. I had no idea you were such a man."

Jack groaned and stroked the lust-thickened penis slowly in his hand, pulling it down over her heaving belly to the hair-lined lips of her exposed cunt below. But Christina arched her hips and wantonly directed his desire-swollen cock back up her curvaceous body toward her face.

"There's no reason to hurry," she murmured and lifted her head hungrily toward Jack's rock-hard penis.

Jack's loins ached with lusty anticipation as he moved his blunt cock-head toward Christina's excitedly parting mouth. It would be an incredible sight, he thought, to see his thrusting penis spewing its hot white load of cum into Christina's face and down over her full brown breasts. He pictured his burning semen trickling down over her chin to form shining white streams between those creamily tanned breasts. This was one thing which Becky would never let him do, he said to himself, his guilt banished by the mind-fogging libations of Pernod. Now he moved his jerking cock closer to the alluring woman's willingly parted lips. He was going to fuck his cock into her mouth and Christina was obviously as willing to do it as he was!

Her tongue flicked out from between her teeth and slid over the small pulsing opening at the mushroom-like head. Then she leaned forward and began to suck his whole hotly quivering penis into her mouth, the muscles in her neck straining with the movement.

"Oooooooooooh, yes," Christina moaned and pulled herself more closely to him. "I want to suck your beautiful cock!"

Suddenly, Jack felt her moistly clasping lips closing around the blood-engorged tip-end and there was a deep gurgling in her throat as he slid his penis deeper into her mouth.

God, she was actually sucking his cock! he thought, suppressing a desire to thrust his desire-hardened penis all the way down her throat. Instead, he changed positions and sat down beside her on the mattress, keeping his thickened cock shoved tight between her clinging lips. He almost felt sure the luscious brunette would choke from the sheer size of the throbbing shaft disappearing between her roundly ovaled lips. But instead she began sucking at it rapaciously as though she had waited through all eternity for this moment.

Jack began a slow rhythmic fucking motion 'into her open mouth, the mattress squeaking beneath them as they lurched into a lewd rocking motion that excited Jack further. This was too much! He watched her cheeks puff outward as he wormed his cock slowly into the hollow, as he slithered his cock back on the out-stroke. The adulterous young husband let the throbbing glans lay for a spine-tingling second on the tip other warm, saliva-moistened tongue. Christina's eyes were half-closed and glazed with a wild ecstatic look that made the blood pound heavily through his aroused rod of flesh.

"Oh, suck me, run your tongue over my prick," Jack groaned, and suddenly thrust deep into her throat, making her cough and sputter for breath.

But she didn't stop sucking on him for a moment. "Mmmmmmmmmmm, yesssssssss," she gurgled. "I love sucking you off!"

Schneider's mistress fingered the swollen sac of his testicles with a practiced hand, sending wild pulses of pleasure through his cock-shaft as she wormed her tongue around the hard rubbery edge, tickling the sensitive ridge beneath the hugely-expanding head. She was sucking him like a wild woman! The deeply plunging pole of male flesh seemed to vanish into a lewd lengthening fusion of Christina's face as Jack tightened his buttocks muscles and drove in harder… deeper yet!

Great swirls of heat were building in his churning balls as he watched her face working slavishly above his sweating loins. He felt her fingers and hands seize his rotating buttocks, drawing his sperm-filled cock further into her thirstily clasping mouth. The muscles of his stomach tightened until he thought they would snap from the pressure as he arched his back up off the bed. He thrust almost all of his wildly jerking shaft deep into her throat, his mouth contorting crazily and deep guttural sounds spitting from between his tightly clenched teeth.

His whole spasmodically stiffening body convulsed as gush after gush of seething sperm erupted from deep in his testicles and raced steam-like up the full length of his eagerly plunging cock. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh," he gasped and his lips bared back from his teeth. His cock began a sudden wild staccato jerking that flooded his burning sperm in bullet-like spurts down her desperately gulping throat. She swallowed rapidly while with one last earth-shattering upward lunge he emptied the last of his hot male semen between her tightly locked lips. Then he moaned in complete fulfillment, feeling his cock slowly deflate in her impaled mouth. Christina continued the gentle sucking pressure, drawing every last tiny drop of his piquant sperm from his battered penis.

Finally, he released his hands from her head and sank back onto the bed, sighing in total sensual satiation. Christina lay her head on his chest and trailed her fingers caressingly down his still heaving belly. "You can rest for the moment," she chuckled softly. "But, remember, you still haven't fucked me!"

Becky stretched out in a lawn chair, wearily holding a gin and tonic in her hand. She was at the guest house on Schneider's large estate, sitting on the deck-like patio that jutted out over the sea. The three gin and tonics she had drunk and the long wait for Jack and Christina had put her in a hopelessly dejected mood. Her head reeled as she shifted her eyes from the glare of the brilliant sun. She looked at the glass in her hand, feeling overcome by her own personal desperation.

A torturous six hours had passed since she and Schneider had left Palma at two o'clock. It seemed years ago now. After the endless ride – with Fritz Schneider casting lewd, hungry glances at her all the while – they had finally arrived at his villa around four.

The terraces were dotted with fish pools and statues hidden under the shade of twisting olive and fig trees. For practically an hour she had walked around, not letting her enthusiasm be dampened by Schneider's openly probing glances. Schneider had sat down, out of breath, on a stone bench while she drifted off through an orchard of orange and lemon trees situated at the far end of the pool.