Jessica Adair - Wife on vacation

Nancy's desire was at a fever pitch. Heat more intense than that coming from the fireplace spread through her.

Rick moved his hands up to her tits and pinched the hard little nipples as he prepared to fuck her. With Nancy's legs wide apart, he could see her dripping cunthole as her pussy contracted in a lewd invitation to his bulging cock. Rick's cock was so hard that he thought his prick might burst.

Rick wasted no time in slipping his cock into her tight little pussy. At first her pussywalls contracted with surprise at finally feeling the object of her desire, Rick's engorged throbbing prick, pushing into her pussy. The scaring heat and extreme hardness of his cock were a vivid contrast to the luxurious warmth and tender softness of her cunt tissues.

Nancy moaned and moved her hips toward him in an attempt to force more of his prick into her pulsating pussy. Rick fucked into her cunt with rapid, short fucks that were met with grunts and low sighs. Nancy's fingernails dug into his back, and her body swayed from side to side as Rick fucked into her pussy. The pace of his fucking slowed and deepened, and Rick kissed Nancy's lips, neck, and ears with hungry urgency.

As he fucked deeply into her soft pussy, Nancy arched her back and lifted her hips to accept the full length of Rick's fucking cock. Her cunt juices spread over his prick and seeped out of her pussyhole onto the bulging sac that banged against her ass with each stroke. Rick knew that he could not delay his cum much longer, and his wife's groans and sighs told him that she was nearing her climax also.

Fucking harder, faster, and deeper, Rick urged her on until he began to feel the contractions of her cunthole as she strained to match his every fucking movement. Nancy's body stiffened and the force of her movements increased. Suddenly her cuntwalls gripped his enflamed prick with a series of tugs as her cum burst forth.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Yes, yeeeeesssssssss. Ooooohhhh, yeeeesss!" groaned Nancy.

Waves of heat and light seemed to roll over her body. It seemed that her cum would never end.

She was no longer aware of anything, not even Rick. All of her consciousness centered on the floating, melting sensations that spread from her cunt throughout her body.

Her moans further increased Rick's excitement, and he fucked his bursting cock into her drenched pussyhole. The contractions of her violent cum seemed to suck his prick like a mouth. First one small spurt, then another, then a steady stream of white-hot cockjuice crashed against the tender flesh of Nancy's cunt. The hot fuck liquid filled her pussy and mingled with her own steamy cum as it trickled down her ass crack onto the carpet.

Letting out a groan as he collapsed half on and half off his wife's lovely body, Rick lay embracing her. Nancy remained still and listened to the rhythm of Rick's rapid, deep breathing as it slowly returned to normal.

"Mmmmmm, that was good. I don't suppose you would be interested in an encore, would you?" he asked in a mock-serious tone.

"I can handle it," laughed Nancy as she reached out and took his flaccid, slippery prick into her hand, "but I'm not sure you're up to it."

Rick hugged Nancy close, gave her a long slow kiss, and put his lips near her ear. "Give me a few minutes," he whispered, "I think I'll be able to rise to the challenge. Especially if you leave your hand just where it is."

Nancy smiled to herself and shifted in her airline seat. By inching her thighs apart slightly and tilting her pelvis downward she could cause a deliciously provocative pressure on her tingling cunt. Luckily, she had decided at the last moment to wear pants for the flight.

The stirring in her pussy caused by her daydreams was becoming uncomfortable, and she shifted again in her set. I must get my mind onto other subjects, she told herself. She suddenly realized that the man sitting in the next seat had said something to her.

"Uh… I'm sorry. Did you say something to me?"

"I said, you must be going to L.A. on vacation. Nobody smiles that broadly about business. My name's Frank Martin. I couldn't help but notice that you were really enjoying whatever it was that you were thinking about. Vacation?"

Nancy felt a blush creeping up her neck and across her face. For a moment she wondered if the man had read her mind.

"Yes. I'm going to stay with my cousin. I've never been to Los Angeles before. My name is Nancy."

The man's eyes swept over the beautiful girl's body, lingering for a split second at the level of her slightly protruding nipples. "It's a great place to have some fun, especially if you are a pretty young woman. You shouldn't have any trouble finding plenty to keep you busy."

"Are you going to Los Angeles on business?" she inquired to change the subject.

"Yes, I go out several times a year…"

His reply was cut short by the announcement that the plane was beginning to descend into Los Angeles International Airport. Saved by the bell, thought Nancy to herself. The insistent itch started in her crotch by her daydreams had become even more demanding during their conversation. She wanted a man, no doubt about that.

But I love Rick, she scolded herself. No matter what kind of problems we are having, I loved him when I married him, and I love him now. Nancy knew that the man beside her had been sending an unspoken invitation, but she was determined to ignore it. Cheating on Rick was something she was sure that she would never do.

Anxious to see her favorite cousin after such a long separation, Nancy strained at the window as more of the city become visible through the brown haze. At last she felt the plane touch down.

Gathering up her purse and the magazine that she had never opened, she hurried down the aisle and into the terminal. She felt certain that this vacation would help her to sort out all of the confusing things that had been happening lately. With a little time, she could surely put things in a better perspective and figure out what should be done.

Besides, she and Cindy had been close friends since childhood, and it would be wonderful to have a chance to spend time together like they had in the past. Nancy was starting to feel more hopeful already. As she searched the crowd for her cousin, she suddenly caught sight of her trapped in the tangle of people waiting for the passengers on her flight.

At almost the same moment, Cindy sighted her, and the two beauties ran to each other, embracing as they met. There would be no doubt about the family resemblance between the cousins. Although taller and darker, Cindy had the same high cheekbones, cute upturned nose sprinkled with freckles, and green eyes as her younger cousin. In fact, they looked more, like sisters than cousins and had often passed themselves off that way as they were growing up.

"Good grief, it's been ages!" exclaimed Cindy. "Let me look at you. I'm so glad you finally decided to come out for a vacation. We're going to have a great time."

Taking Nancy's arm, she led the way to the baggage claim area. Perhaps it was just her imagination, but Cindy thought there was something different about the way her cousin looked. Maybe it was simply that she had married and settled down, but it seemed more like a tenseness, almost a sadness, was hiding behind Nancy's smile.

The two women stood waiting for the baggage and did not notice Frank Martin when he walked up behind them. "Well," he said, "I see you found your cousin. Too bad, I was hoping to be able to come to your rescue with my knight-saving-the-damsel-in-distress routine. Perhaps another time. I don't suppose the two of you need a ride, do you?"

Hastily Nancy replied, "No, but thanks anyway." Taking her bag, she motioned to Cindy, and the women walked away.

"Who was that?" asked Cindy.

"Oh, just some guy that sat next to me on the plane."