Robert Vickers - Three way wife

"Ouch!"

She tugged more insistently on his prick until he tailed along behind her like a captive helium balloon on a string. She guided him to the window where her sister and Alan could be seen. They were inside, a single light on in the room. That alone surprised her. Wendy liked to fuck in the dark. For that matter, she suspected Alan did, too.

They seemed to think something was evil and wrong about screwing. How wrong they were.

But Katherine could see that the couple found nothing at all wrong about the idea of fucking with the light on now. They were going at it hot and heavy. She wondered how long it had taken Alan to get his hard-on back after he had came in the kitchen. And she wondered what tricks Wendy had used to get him hard. She would have learned anything to find out something to get Larry up and ready to ball again.

"Shit, Katherine," he said, "I'm not going to act like some Goddamn Peeping Tom. Let's split. I'll eat you out if you want, but I'm not going to… owwww!"

She jerked painfully on his prick to keep him in place. She put a finger to her lips to caution him to silence. She glanced back into the room and finally decided that they could make all the noise they wanted. The two in the bedroom wouldn't hear anything they were so engrossed in each other's body.

Katherine managed to work the window of the bedroom up so that she could even hear what was happening inside. Then she really got hot eavesdropping on her sister and brother-in-law.

"You're so big inside me," Wendy moaned. "So huge. Your swollen prick fills me up completely!"

The woman was lying on her back, her legs spread wantonly on either side of the crouching man. He knelt between her legs and drove his prick in and out of her cunt with slow, deliberate motions. The lewd squishing noise as his cock shoved deeply into her fluid pussy could be heard all the way out into the back yard.

"Isn't that super?" said Katherine, watching in awe as Alan's monstrous prick speared all the way into her sister's cunt. She was little bit envious of her sister, not for the first time. Alan was one hell of a cocksman and there wasn't much she wouldn't have done to trade places with Wendy right now. She tensed her fingers around Larry's dead cock. Still no sign of life returning. But she wouldn't give up.

Larry said nothing but pressed closer to her and began diddling her tits. His fingers rolled the tiny buttons of her nipples in small circles until she was panting and drenched with sweat again. She wanted more than the feel of his hands on her boobs. She wanted what was going on inside the bedroom.

She could see the long fuck stick parting the tender, pinkly scalloped inner cunt lips to plunge balls deep into the pussy. Every stroke made Wendy shudder and quiver in desire on the bed. The springs squeaked with an easy rhythm that could mean only one hell of a fine fucking was in progress.

"Alan, fuck faster. I need more of you inside me all the time. Your cock is wonderful!"

"Don't worry, you sex hungry bitch. I'm going to really fuck you tonight. I'm going to screw you cross-eyed. I'm going to rip you apart all the way to your dainty little chin with this!"

He drove his cock hard into her softly yielding cunt. The woman convulsed as orgasm smashed into her body. The friction of the fucking had mounted slowly. When he changed the tempo and fucked her as fast and hard as she could, her delicate pussy walls had ruptured with desire. She had come hard.

She felt as if she floated and spun through the air. She gasped and panted and felt the cock leaving her pussy for a moment. All she could think of was that she had to have more of that hard-driving cock. She couldn't survive without it fucking her and turning her into a complete woman.

Their marriage had been foundering for some time. Tonight everything was coming alive for them again. The fucking was the best she could remember. Not the tentative fumbling they had done when they were first married and still exploring what each other wanted. Now they knew that. And they were using the skills of three years of marriage coupled with the enthusiasm of when they'd first met to really fuck.

Wendy came down from her sexual high to find herself lying on her belly. She had completely turned over while she was clutched in the ice and iron grip of the climax. And Alan's cock was still probing for her pussy, but from behind her this time.

"What…" she managed to gasp out.

"You're like a bitch in heat and by damn, I'm going to fuck you like one!" he cried out.

His hands went around her hips and lifted her up to hands and knees. The bed squeaked in protest but she hardly heard it. His words burned in her ears. He was going to fuck her like a bitch in heat. Fuck her like a dog! And she loved the idea.

All too much of their screwing had been done in the old missionary position. Now Wendy couldn't even say why. This felt lusty, good. She was able to move her upper body and swing her tits back and forth. They hung, pendulous and heavy, under her. She groaned in stark pleasure when Alan reached out and squeezed down as hard as he could on her huge boob. He almost circled the base and then slowly worked down the slope as if he were milking a cow. This forced all the excited blood in her boob into the nipple. She almost screamed in joy when his fingers brushed across the aroused nipple.

He never stopped fucking her. His prick drove mercilessly into her well-greased cunt hole. She managed to spread her legs a little wider to give him an ever better shot at driving his cock into her body. Her entire belly was tensed and hard as a rock now. She was about ready to come again.

When his fingers stroked across her stomach and down into the tangled mat of her fiery red bush, she did cone. His finger pressed firmly down onto the tip of her cunt. She felt as if someone had driven an icicle into her cunt. The heat of the fucking was nice, but the diddling of her clitoris really set her off again.

Her entire body shook, as if some giant had grabbed her and was trying to rattle her teeth. She shoved her ass back into the curve of her husband's groin. She marveled at the fit. They seemed like two pieces cut from a jigsaw puzzle. And the key piece was his prick filling her pussy so perfectly.

She came and came and came, like a human machine gun firing. As the last of the convulsions passed through her tender body, she found she wanted more. She usually had been drained and content to go to sleep with Alan. Now she found that the harder she came, the more she wanted. She was like a bitch in heat!

"Fuck me more! Give me all that sweet, fucking prick of yours. I need it! My pussy needs it!"

He laughed lustily. She would have been shocked at their behavior if this had happened any other night. Now it seemed perfectly normal. She wondered, why they hadn't tried this sooner. She had been missing out on so damned much, she wanted to make up for lost time!

Katherine pulled Larry's prick a little harder and got him over to the window. "See," she said, "how he is fucking my sister? God, he's like a statue come to life. That prick of his looks like bronze!"

And it did. He drove his cock deeply into her pussy and pulled it out, all coated with her thick love juices. The light from the single lamp in the room made it gleam and glow like metal. If Wendy had been asked what was shoved in and out of her pussy, she would have agreed: a hot metal poker.

Alan's hands worked all over her body as he continued fucking her with the long, smooth strokes that threatened to rip her apart all the way to her tonsils. He found her spine and worked a hand along it. She felt the thrill of his fingers pressing into the bones as she arched up like a contented cat against the pressure.

But most of all, it was the cock filling her pussy to overflowing. Never had their fucking been this good. She felt as if it could go on all night long. For the first time, she felt as if she really wanted it to go on all night long.