Peter Jensen - A husband_s hobby

Natalie moaned and gyrated her hips from side to side around the thick impaling penis, the walls of her vagina clasping in time to its rhythmic beating. It felt as though the rigid cock was a part of her very being. Her cunt and Stuart's cock were one mass of flesh and feeling, incorporated by her sheer insane lust. They were one single unit! This man's cock was a part of her!

Stuart could barely hold himself in control as he felt her pelvis sliding up the length of his thick, stone-hard penis. The delicate strands of secret muscle inside her cunt were nibbling hungrily at the inflamed head of his cock. Between the wide-splayed columns of her thighs, her tightly-stretching inner cunt-lips would pull reluctantly away each time she slid moistly down his shaft for several inches, then hungrily devour the gleaming shaft again as she trust her pelvis back upward to him, until her soft dark pubic hair tangled with his own and the full length of his maleness was embedded deeply in her warm white belly. He didn't move, but raised his head to address the boy who had his camera.

"Can you get around here, Glenn? I want a shot of her pussy-lips." The youth immediately obeyed the Camp Director's lewd directions, gently stepping over Natalie's head to bring the instrument around to the side. He could see between the naked adult bodies of his teacher and Camp Director, and his hazel eyes opened wide as he watched each slow withdrawal of the older man's giant cock. The bulk of Brooks' thickly glistening shaft pulled the soft pink ridges of the teacher's moist flesh out with it as she ground her buttocks downward. He could barely withhold his youthful gasps of lust each time she drove back upward on that rigid penis, driving the soft folds back into her pussy again as the man's gigantic penis was swallowed into her greedy channel.

Glen struggled with the camera, aiming and focusing each time he saw the slick edges of the black-haired teacher's cunt poke out around the Camp Director's penis. He snapped a few pictures at Brooks' prompting, "Okay, now, Glenn… Quickly, I can't hold it…"

The muscular man fought to keep his lust in check as she strained against him for a while, a half-crazed smile of ecstasy playing across her face. Her movements became more frantic by the moment, the cadence of her upward thrust against him becoming more desperate as he saw the sinews of her shoulders and neck strain out against her smooth flesh as she writhed beneath him.

Stuart knew she was straining to cum and he nodded knowing to the boys that surrounded them as he felt the juices of her milking vagina begin to flow around his cock. The air was filled with the wet sucking sound of the in and out sawing motion as she pumped against him, then she suddenly thrust her hips up his cock, burying it deep in her belly. Her back seemed to bow up off the ground, her calves ramming upward against his shoulders until he could barely keep from being thrown off his mount. She bucked up insanely against him.

"Oh… unh… aaahh… unh," her grunts wafted into the still afternoon air. "AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!! YES! YES! YES! I'm there… oh, God, I'm finally there… cumming… CCCUUUMMMING! YES! YES! YYYEEEESSSSSssss…" The endless groan wailing from her throat, Natalie's entire body began to vibrate uncontrollably. Her orgasm flooded in great sensual waves of cum around the cock buried in her cunt, seeping in warm rivulets out of the vaginal lips clasped tightly around its base and down to coat the heavy, sperm-bloated balls that rested in the crevice of her ass.

The thirty-two year old bachelor went berserk as Natalie grunted out the last of her juices against his matted pelvis, her body still spasmodically jerking up against him. Reaching behind his neck, he grabbed her ankles and pushed them brutally back over her shoulders, bending her double until the widespread split between her legs was presented up to him totally helpless and submissive to his every desire.

He withdrew the deeply embedded rod of his cock until just the tip of the head rested inside the undulating elastic ring of her cunt-lips. Then he rammed forward with all the stored up strength he possessed, sinking the full throbbing length of his incited member into her helplessly exposed vagina with a wet flat smack that resounded in the trees as his belly thudded against Natalie's pelvis. He levered up again, then slammed his hugely engorged cock as deep as it would go into her hungrily clasping pussy. His balls smacked heavily against her upturned ass and his hairy stomach bored hotly against the yielding soft flesh of her white belly as he lunged forward one more time.

But suddenly, Natalie was straining against his arms that held her pinioned to the ground, and her teeth gnashed together with the effort as she struggled to change her position. Far from appeasing her, the climax she had just experienced had only whetted her appetite, and she wanted not only more cock, but younger, more enthusiastic teenage cock! She squirmed up on the older man's penis as if she was trying to vacuum even more of him into her insanely aroused young pussy. She wanted him to sink even deeper into hot quivering cunt, but she couldn't move.

"Deeper, deeper, more… Jesus God, MORE!" she chanted crazily in her sudden frustration. "I need another cock… God!"

He clasped his palms around the twin grinding cheeks of her ass and drove his cock in to the hilt. But no matter what he did, the woman seemed to be unsatisfied, and she moaned and shouted her frustration throughout the wooded hillside.

"What the hell do you want, damn you?" the Camp Director growled, before ramming his tongue deep into her wide-open groaning mouth. His heated saliva drooled down her throat, quieting for a few seconds her frustrated wails. She sucked at it in a wild frenzy, her body caught in a whirlpool of lust she had never imagined existed before. She splayed her legs wider out to the side of the man's panting body, trying to give him greater access, and his jerking cock pistoned into her mercilessly, bringing gasps of pain to her lips as his groin slammed hard against her helplessly upturned crotch. She moaned again as she realized that she was about to achieve another climax with the savage pounding of his body alone.

Then, suddenly, as she writhed out of control beneath him, she felt his pistoning cock stiffen and begin to spew its boiling white load into her tortured womb.

Natalie groaned in agony of frustration. It had been too, too sudden. She had been so close, her peak just a step away. She strained crazily for it, but the exhausted Camp Director's dead weight fell heavily across her still-bucking body. The spent, deflating hose of his penis slipped out from her clasping cuntal walls to hang uselessly between her churning thighs as she angrily buffeted her fuck-dampened pelvis against it.

Tears of fury and desperation rolled down her flushed cheeks, but the soft, dangling penis limply evaded her anguished upward thrusts. Stuart rolled from her body, breathing heavily in satiation. Now that he'd gotten his rocks off, he would really relish taking some group photos of the teacher and her young students.

The lust-fires raged on in Natalie's sex-drugged body, as the older man stood up in the grass beside her. She was already wishing that she might have another penis – a nice adolescent cock to fill her with fresh creamy sperm. Her buttocks ground automatically into the soft mat of grass below her, as she opened her smoky eyes to look at the boys.

Through her haze of passion, she barely made out the face of her husband's college buddy leaning down over her. "You ready for that double fuck I was telling you about?"

Natalie had to concentrate purposefully to make out what he was saying, but at that moment, she had no recollection of his telling her anything about a double fuck. In fact, she couldn't even imagine what a double fuck was.