Peter Jensen - A husband_s hobby

She moaned slightly and tried to recapture her new, alluring garment, but a huddle of boys was now fondling it and stroking it over their youthfully erected cocks. Natalie sighed and lifted her knees up in joyful acceptance as one of the young boys climbed onto the bed between her legs. She felt the hardness of his young cock scraping and rubbing against the lips of her cunt, and she knew she was already prepared for it. Her dark eyes squinted in the flickering lantern light as she strained to recognize the new naked youth, and she shut her eyes in contentment when she saw that it was Glenn Story, the boy who had agreeably taken the pictures for Stuart Brooks yesterday. His torso hovered over her prostrate form and she reached between their bodies to grasp his rigid penis and pull it forward until she felt the hot throbbing head insinuating itself between the little ridges of her tender pussy flesh on either side of her wetly welcoming cunt. Then, with one long easy stroke, Glenn slid his rampant cock all the way up into her heaving belly.

She sighed as she felt the hard rubbery head of his organ batter softly up against her cervix and his balls slap hard against her upturned anus. Her mouth fell loosely open and she began humping up against him, feeling his hardness in her warm cunt sliding in and out from the moisture of her own lust-secretions. She worked her legs back and forth over the boy's back, her flailing hips working in time with his thrusts. Vaguely she wondered whether Glenn had fucked many girls before, and if so, who they were and how he had enjoyed it. She wanted to give him the best fuck he had ever had, and she began to moan softly in encouragement. "Mmmmmnnn, yes…"

Suddenly Natalie felt his cock begin to expand wildly. He stroked harder, the battering of her quivering pussy bringing swelling groans from deep in her heaving chest. She knew he was going to shoot into her at any moment, but she still held back her own climax. She had all the time and all the cocks she would need for fulfillment now, and she was in no rush to tire herself out at the very beginning of what promised to be a long, lustful evening. A moment later, the Story boy clawed convulsively at her buttocks and his mouth fell open over her passion-twisted face. Torrents of hot white cream spilled from the jerking head of his cock-tube, surging into the depths of her body. The bursting hot liquid set off her own unplanned-for climax, and she sighed heavily as she raked her nails across his back with the delicious sensation that was charging through her. She poured forth her own juices, mixing and combining with the boy's sperm until he let her body go in sheer exhaustion.

Natalie too collapsed, her body still quivering and twitching as the spent teenager rolled away from her. But before she could even catch her breath, Jason, who had been waiting patiently at her side, now crawled in closer to her. Her eyes widened at the sight of his huge white penis and she moved over to let him lie on his back in the center of the sleeping-bag mattress. He quickly responded to her wishes and reclined back, his long, rock-hard shaft spearing obscenely into the still night air. Natalie stared hungrily at it with lust-filled eyes, watching as he spread his thighs open and his heavy hair-covered balls fell slowly between them. In the flickering light from the lantern, Jason's cock seemed to be glistening with a pulsing life of its own, and the young teacher was almost mesmerized by the suggestive illusion.

"Come on top of me, Natalie," the young blonde boy whispered, his words sounding mature and inciting beyond his years.

Natalie felt the desire blazing in her loins and she needed no further prompting. She knelt with her thighs on either side of his ribs and immediately felt his hands running smoothly up her inner thighs to the throbbing damp lips of her cunt, spreading the swollen downy flanges open to expose its wet pink interior to his lustful gaze. Immediately his fingertips began to work furiously at her tiny hard clitoris, bringing it to a more and more sensitive state until, with a strangled groan, she leaned up on her knees and grabbed his cock to wedge it into the narrow sperm-soaked slit of her vagina.

"Ooooh, Jason, I can't wait," she breathed, her weighty breasts heaving and swaying as she writhed her hips above the blunt knob of his angry towering penis. The others around the tarp watched as the fourteen year old caught hold of her waist while she clung to his cockshaft, aiming her starving vagina directly above the fleshy rod with the fiery mushroom-shaped head. Then, he pulled her down on it. It resisted for a moment against the tight elastic opening of her cunt, then wedged in beyond the rim. With a deep-throated sigh, she sank down on it and he slid it up into her belly like a never-ending greased pole of flesh.

Tightening her knees around his slim hips, Natalie sank lower and lower on his meaty shaft, moaning as if in agony until she settled down on his loins, completely impaling herself on the rigid pole of flesh. Then, she strained her buttocks up in the air again until Jason's long thick penis drew out of her cunt, gleaming wet in the dim light from the secretions of her vagina. The cords of her inner thighs stood out with the effort as she hoisted herself upward until the wide rim of the shiny purplish head was slipping out of her clasping cuntal lips and then with a soul-searing cry, she sank down again, smashing her crotch against his loins, devouring the whole of his cock into her soft, enveloping pussy.

Jason pressed his legs tightly together and jerked his hips rhythmically upward as she descended so that their bodies crashed together in a regular pattern, bringing a measured cadence of gasps and groans from both their throats.

Watching from the dark perimeter of the tarpaulin, Mark could see that Natalie was sexually excited at last, and he watched intently to see what the young boys would do that aroused her. Although he knew that most husbands would be offended and humiliated by the sight of their wives fucking other men, Mark was satisfied that this was the most effective way to save their marriage. He was getting the opportunity to watch his gorgeous young wife in the throes of her sexual ecstasy, and she was being allowed to take all the delicious young cocks she could handle in a single night. But Mark wasn't able to enjoy the lewd spectacle as much as he wanted to, however, because it was all he could do to keep from jumping on that stack of sleeping bags and raping his wife right at that moment. Even though he had always known what an extraordinarily exciting woman his wife was, he had never been so aroused by the sight of her naked body as he was right now. He wanted to fuck her silly, right here and now, so he could participate in her overwhelming pleasure.

But he held himself back. There was still something else he wanted to see – the obscene double fucking that Stuart had told him about yesterday on the hillside. Mark looked around to see if one of the teenagers in his group was ready to join in, and he noticed dark-haired Art Towne fervently stroking his penis to the fucking rhythm of the couple on the bed.

"Towne!" the nature guide whispered, startling the youth out of his lustful daze. "Go on in there with Jason…"

The small, curly-headed youth hesitated a moment, then scrambled up onto the stack of satin sleeping bags to the head of the bed they formed. Climbing to his knees behind Jason's head, the young camper grasped the teacher's shoulders to steady himself in the deep downy cushion. Then he pulled her head down toward his loins, the fingers of one hand tangling in her black curls, as Mark watched with intense interest. He'd never made Natalie take him in his mouth, except for that one time after a therapy session, when they had both pretended to have fantasized about it. But now, watching the small teenager shoving his slender hard cock between her full lips, Mark thought it was something he might enjoy more now, having seen how naturally Natalie seemed to take to it. She hungrily sucked the boy's throbbing penis into her mouth until nothing but an inch of the practically hairless base showed around her tightly ovalled lips. Mark was sure that the animalistic mewls rising from the perverted sex-bed in the sand were coming from his own wife's throat, and he felt his cock throbbing to a painful hardness as the panting, dark-haired youth arched his buttocks to fuck in and out of Natalie's lips. The pink, lipstick-rimmed edges of her mouth pulled out as he withdrew and then clung greedily as the teenager shoved his rod further and further into her engorged throat.