Robert Vickers - Three way wife

She demanded more. "Fuck hard! Deeper! I want to feel it allll!"

"Not so loud," he cautioned. "You're going to get the police in on our asses if you don't cool it!"

"Cool it! How can I with such a virile fuck stick shoved all the way up my cunt. I want to feel your prick fucking my pussy. Give it to me until I beg for you to stop – and then fuck me even harder!"

The words got to her. She was glowing white hot inside. She could sense the youth's prick twitching and dancing around in the tight berth she gave it with her cunt. The girl began tensing and relaxing her muscles to give that hidden cock a massaging he couldn't forget.

"Ummm, shit," he said. And then his hips exploded in a frenzy of fucking. She felt his prick slip backwards, struggling against the pressure she exerted. The friction of that retreat started tiny fires of desire all along the slippery fuck tunnel. Her love oils finally betrayed her and he slid out until only the thick bulbous crown of his cock remained inside her pussy lips.

Then he slammed back in as hard as he could. Their crotches mashed together. She felt his fingers urging her to movement. She ground her bush into his and her entire world shattered. Her tiny cunt had poked up out of its sheath of protective flesh to see what was happening. It received a full dose of his body moving against it.

She thought someone had driven an icepick into her cunt.

She came, hard – very hard. She struggled and writhed and moaned and clawed at him. But she came and came and came. His prick moved slowly inside her and this fanned the flames of her passion. His prick picked up speed and he was soon fucking her as hard and deep as she could have wanted.

Her voice caught in her throat. Only trapped animal noises escaped. But it was all right. She couldn't have asked for a better fucking. She felt his hot prick digging deeply into her seething pussy. Her entire cunt convulsed with the power of her repeated orgasms.

And then his hips went crazy. He fucked without any rhythm or finesse. She felt his cock expanding inside the tight tunnel of her cunt. His come wasn't far behind.

"Gotta fuck, just gotta!" he cried.

And then the white hot surge of his come hit her tender cunt walls. The feel of that liquid rush set her off again. Katherine soared on the hot winds of orgasm while her boyfriend whitewashed her pussy walls with his come.

It seemed to be over too soon. In spite of her unbridled enjoyment, she wanted more. Her pussy demanded it. She raised her head and peered down to see Larry's prick limply fall from her tight cunt. A tiny flow of pussy juice and his jizz leaked out from behind it. The sight made her sure she had to have more of his hard prick.

And what she wanted, she got.

For a while they simply lay there, wrapped in each other's arms. Katherine finally stirred and rolled over onto her side, then on top of Larry's body. She felt the thick muscles flowing underneath her and enjoyed that almost as much as she had enjoyed the fucking. She liked men with lots of muscles. They were virile and made her feet even more like a woman.

"Larry?" she asked. "Was it as good for you as it was for me?"

"What?"

"The fucking, you idiot!" she poked him hard in the ribs. He hardly seemed to notice except for the tiny smile dancing on his lips.

"Of course I enjoyed it. But if I enjoyed it as much as you did, how can I say? You seemed to really get off in a big way. And I'm glad you dragged me out of bed for it. But why tonight?"

She bent down and kissed him quickly on the lips. "I was in the mood," she said.

"Why tonight but not last night? I made one hell of a big play for you then and nothing. Something's happened. I want to know what it is."

"Why?" she teased him.

"So I can bottle it and carry it with me. If it really turns you into such a sex hungry bitch needing all the cock you can get, I want to know how I can harness it!"

She laughed and rested her red-haired head beside his. Her gentle fingers worked on his tensed shoulder muscles as she snuggled down on top of him. Finally she said, "I saw my sister giving her husband a blowjob. I didn't mean to spy on them, but it just seemed to go down that way."

"Yeah, it sounds as if more than that was going down. Your sister's a real fox!"

"Is she prettier than I am?"

"Don't fish for compliments, wench. Just tell me what you saw." His fingers worked down her naked back, outlining each and every bone in her spine. And when he came to the fleshy buttocks, his fingers began working all over them, squeezing and trying to mold them into new shapes. The resilient flesh popped back into its delightful original shape as he played with them.

She sighed and continued. "I watched as Wendy sucked off Alan. He came in her mouth. I remember some of the stuff she'd said before and that shocked me. She said she didn't like the taste of come and it revolted her. She sure as hell didn't look revolted when sucking on his prick tonight."

The words were turning her on again. She felt the tiny tremors that signaled her mounting arousal. Her pussy still leaked out its thick cunt juices. And she was swimming in Larry's jism. It had creamed her insides good. And now she wanted more. She wanted his prick back inside her cunt fucking her royally.

"So?"

"So I got hot watching, that's what. And I couldn't figure any guy I wanted to be with more." She moved her voluptuous teenaged body against his, rubbing her tits across his chest. She felt the nipples begin to harden with lust again.

So did he.

His fingers probed deeper into the humid canyon between her asscheeks. He finally found her tightly puckered asshole. A quick swipe of his finger across her fluid pussy lips greased his finger for the lunge all the way up her back door. He shoved his finger three knuckles deep up her asshole.

"Ummmm, God, that feels great," she moaned.

Her fingers on his shoulders dug deeply. She was demanding more of his than a little finger fucking, even if it was all the way up her ass. She began hotly blowing into his ear to arouse him again. She wanted to feel the thick manroot of his cock pressing into her thighs and then all the way up into her seething hot pussy. She had to get him hard again for that to happen. And she did her damnedest.

Her tongue slowly circled around the outside of his ear, then she stabbed down into the tight channel, using her tongue as if it were a cock. She reamed out his ear and soon had him squirming underneath her naked body.

"You're trying to turn me on," he whispered in her ear, "but it's not going to do you any good. I'm not going to get another hard-on for a while yet. You really wore me out the last time."

"I was trying to burn you to a charred nubbin!" she cried.

"You damn near succeeded!"

She finally raised herself up and stared down into her boyfriend's eyes. She saw that he wasn't kidding her. He really meant it that he wasn't going to get another erection, no matter what she did to him right now. Only time and a little help on her part would get him hard again.

"Let's go see what's happening," she said.

"Inside the house?"

"Not on TV, that's for sure," she said.

"Look, Katherine, spying on your sister isn't my thing. Let's leave them alone, huh? We can do all sorts of things that feel good without actually fucking. Like, doesn't this seem nice?"

He drove his finger in and out of her asshole with a little more force. She felt the liquid weakness inside her loins that she did just before a stud fucked her up the cunt. But it wasn't quite the same thing now. She knew that nothing more would follow. She wanted cock and all Larry could give was a Goddamned finger up her ass.

She straddled his waist and reached down to grab his limp penis. She couldn't think of it as a cock. A cock was long and hot and hard and was stuffed up cunts. This was a penis waiting to become a cock.