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Robert Vickers: Three way wife

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Robert Vickers


Three way wife

CHAPTER ONE

His hand slid a little farther up her leg. Her skirt began to bunch at her waist but neither of them really noticed. They were getting too turned on by the feel of fingers moving slowly over silky smooth thigh.

"Ummm, Alan, that's too much for me," Wendy said. "Stop. Don't make me do any more."

Alan moved in the uncomfortable car seat and turned so that his hand slid another inch up. His finger tips were just inches away from the promised land now. Her pussy was damp. He knew it. It had to be from all the petting they had been doing. And he wanted to stuff his fingers all the way up into that gooey twat.

"Don't be silly, Wendy," he told her, his hand clutching her firm thigh. "We didn't come to the drive-in just to watch the dumb movie." He turned and saw Dracula sinking fangs into the heroine's throat. "Look at that, will you?" he said. "That looks like fun."

Alan dived down, his mouth seeking Wendy's swan-like throat. The whiteness of her skin gleamed in the light reflected from the movie screen. His lips lightly brushed her throat and his tongue shot out trying to bury itself in the hollow just under her chin. She sighed and relaxed a little, her back arching forward. This caused her tits to press firmly against the thin blouse she wore.

The sight was almost more than Alan could bear. Hard, aroused nipples were perfectly outlined in the thin fabric. Her tits heaved up and down in a slow, sensual motion that made Alan worry that he might blow his wad. He hadn't done that at the mere sight of a chick's tits in more years than he could remember. But, this was almost more than he could keep locked up inside.

His balls tightened and he felt the lead-heavy jism inside begin to boil and chum. The thick stew of his sperm and semen demanded a hot, clinging cunt to blast off into. And Wendy didn't seem to want any part of it.

But she was turned on. He could see the visible evidence. No chick's tits puffed up like that when she was bored. Her nipples pulsed with every beat of her heart. He could get into her pants if he played his cards right. He could. He knew he could!

"Don't be that way, doll," he told her, his tongue slowly working hot, wet circles on her throat. "You want me as much as I want you. This isn't something where only one of us wins. We'll both enjoy it. How about it?"

"How about it? All the time, let's fuck, let's fuck. Is that all you ever think about?" she raged.

"When I'm with you, yes. You're beautiful!"

And he wasn't lying. She was gorgeous. Her tits weren't even the most delightful portion of her anatomy. While they were ample, they couldn't compare to the trim waist and the flaring ass. He was an ass man. He loved meaty buttocks moving slowly, sensuously. He could watch Wendy walk all day long, the twin moons rolling from side to side.

Just the thought of it was enough to make his hard-on even more painful than it had been. He knew he was going to have to get between her sweet thighs and fuck the shit out of her or he'd go mad from lust.

He kissed along the line of her jaw and came to her ear. The hot breath on her earlobe turned her into a sex-starved maniac. She thrust her boobs against his arm and clutched wildly at him.

"God, Alan, this is too much! You're driving me out of my head! The feel of your tongue on my ear is too much!"

He gave her more if she liked it, she would soon love it and if she loved it, her luscious thighs would drift apart to allow his needy prick entry. He would fuck her royally then!

His tongue shot out, cock-hard, into the tight passage of her ear. She moaned louder as he started tongue fucking her ear slowly, then built up the tempo until his jaws ached. But it was worth it. He kept his nostrils flaring widely with hot air. This sensitized the already sensitive flesh even more. She was melting in his hands.

He pressed one hand hard into her left tit. He felt her heart hammering wildly. This was the first real indication he had that she was going all the way. The mindless drive-in movie went on and on, droning to the motion he was staring.

"Ummm, Alan, I don't want to do itttttt!"

"It?" he hotly whispered in her ear before gently gnawing on the tender lobe. She came.

Her body raged against his. His legs spread wide and she managed to half turn in the car seat so that she straddled his leg. She started moving back and forth on it, dragging her pussy over the top of his thigh. It didn't take long before his pants leg was totally drenched with her love oils. Her cunt was drooling obscenely now. It was ready for cock his cock.

He moved to her lips and brutally crushed his into them. They tasted like wine. It was an old cliche and he didn't care. That was the way it seemed. Her saliva was sweet and hot and exciting. His tongue darted from his mouth and pressed between her lips. As it entered her dank, demanding mouth, it tangled with her tongue. The pink organ danced around, lightly tapping away at the very tip of his tongue. Their tongues dueled, dancing from one mouth to the other in ecstasy.

Her body pressed more demandingly against his. The man could barely figure out what to do with his hands. He didn't want to abandon his post on her leg. The hot flesh was pulsing with power now. Her cunt contracted and churned out enough juices to liberally drench his hand. But his other hand was cruelly twisted between their bodies. But who would give up such a luscious berth as the woman's left tit?

The mound of titflesh seemed to grow as he fondled it. The nipple was rock-hard and refused to quiet down. The excitement flaring inside the woman's body was echoed to the man through that nubbin of erectile flesh. But it cramped his arm hanging onto her boob.

And his mouth! He wasn't going to abandon her demanding mouth. She sucked on his tongue now, her teeth lightly caressing the very tip. She sucked and sucked and sucked and threatened to make him come.

He managed to escape her passionate embrace and whispered hotly into her ear, "Do you want to go into the back seat?"

"No, not without you!"

He had to laugh. "Let's go together! Let's be together!"

Getting into the backseat was harder than he'd thought it would be. He damned the Detroit car manufacturers that persisted in putting bucket seats in cars. It made fucking almost impossible.

But with a lot of wiggling around, some of it quite nice as Wendy's pert and perky ass waggled in his face, they managed to get into the back seat of the car.

"Better, isn't it?" he asked, his hands roving all over the luscious curves of the woman's body. He tweaked one of the turgid nipples and felt it grow even harder in response. The breathing increased and shoved the warm mound of titflesh into his hand. He squeezed down harder and kissed her.

"Lots better," she agreed after breaking off the kiss. Her hands sought and found Alan's zipper. Quickly yanking on it, the fly opened and his prick snapped to rigid attention. She stroked along the hot length of cockflesh until Alan told her, "No, don't. I don't want to come yet. Not in your hand. I want to come where it's a lot warmer and tighter."

"Tighter than this?" She really squeezed down on his cock. He felt the entire length of aroused fuck stick quiver in anticipation. More than ever, he wanted to get his prick buried all the way up her gooey twat.

"I know a place where it's a lot tighter and hotter and better – for both of us."

"Show me."

And he did. He managed to get her skirt hiked up around her waist and pulled down the drenched white cotton panties. She helped. Her ass lifted off the back seat to allow him to get the undies pulled free of her flaring ass. He savagely jerked the panties free and tossed them aside. Then he gasped in sheer admiration.

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