Nick Eastwood - Widow on the make

His hot tongue snaked into every steamy fold of her cunt gash, tickling and teasing. He whipped the hot meat up and down over her starved pussy, and she creamed helplessly. Tony gave a lusty growl and gobbled her musky juice.

"You like it, baby," he rasped. "You're all wet for me."

"No," Dotty lied. "Please, let me go!"

Tony's response was to jam his mouth onto the most sensitive spot of all, her swollen throbbing clit. He caught the tender nub between his lips and started sucking it. Dotty almost flew off the table, the pleasure was so violent.

"Nooooooo!" she wailed, creaming all over his face.

Tony just chuckled and went on sucking her pulsating joy button. Hank used to do that to her, and it drove her wild. The effect was the same now. Damnit, she just couldn't help herself. She was way overdue for this.

Okay, so she couldn't resist the pleasure, but at least she could hide her response from Tony. She promised herself that she wouldn't make a sound or a movement when she came. That way she'd at least save her pride.

Dotty closed her eyes and clawed at the table. Tony was sucking faster and faster on her nearly-exploding clit, and it was all she could do not to howl with delight. She felt the pleasure building in her pussy till she could hardly contain it.

If only it were Hank going down on her, not Tony. But those days were gone forever. Dotty just wondered what Hank would think if he could see her now. Would he feel cheated, or would he urge her to live and have fun?

It was hard to say. Neither of them had expected him to die so young. Dotty only knew that she felt guilty about making it with another man. But it was hard to go on thinking about Hank or anything else as Tony sucked her right to the brink of orgasm.

Helplessly she arched her body, shoving her hungry clit harder between his lips. She just had to get off, or she'd go crazy with frustration. A second later she felt the delicious explosion in her joy button, and she clamped her jaws shut to keep from moaning.

The long overdue orgasm ripped hard through her body, and though she managed to keep quiet, she couldn't control her lusty convulsions. She couldn't stop the sizzling flood of cunt juice that splattered Tony's face. The pleasure was so intense, she almost blacked out.

Then she dizzily heard Tony growling, "You came, damnit, I know you did."

Dotty opened her eyes and looked at him defiantly. "No, I didn't," she lied. "Why don't you give up, Tony? Just let me go home, and we'll forget about this."

He grinned evilly. "You're quite a little bullshitter, you know that?" he chuckled. "But I'll get to you. I'm a very patient guy."

Dotty groaned as he thrust his face back between her thighs. She couldn't take much more of this. Her lust was so powerful, it would carry her away, and she'd lose all shame. She shuddered and whimpered as Tony's huge hot tongue lashed her pussy again.

How was she going to hide her pleasure? She'd just come very hard, but already she wanted more. One orgasm wasn't going to take care of the lust she had stored up. She'd been horny for three months, and she needed all the orgasms she could get.

Now she had her chance, because Tony seemed famished for her pussy. He whipped his tongue over every swollen throbbing inch of it, gobbling her tangy hot cream. All she had to do was give in to the pleasure, relax and enjoy.

She really wanted to, but she couldn't get Hank out of her mind. It seemed strange and wrong to have another man eating her pussy and giving her hot pleasure. Again she struggled to cool her wild passion, and again she failed. She felt Tony sliding his big fat tongue into her cunt, and she knew she'd lost the battle.

"Ooooooh, God, ooooooh!" she howled.

Hank used to do this to her, and she could never resist it. Now it was Tony's wet throbbing tongue cramming her cunt, but the results were the same. Dotty went out of her mind with excitement, creaming and writhing and whimpering.

Tony snorted lustily, knowing her self-control was gone. He cupped her churning ass and pulled her pussy tight against his face, shoving his tongue into her as deep as it would go. Dotty wept with ecstasy, completely stuffed with throbbing tongue meat.

Then he started fucking her with it, plunging his tongue stiffly up and down in her starved little pussy, giving her blast after blast of pleasure. Dotty was only human, and she was starved for loving. She howled and wept with relief.

"Ohhhhhh, God, aaahhhhhh!" she cried.

Tony pistoned his tongue fast and hard in her seething little box, and she arched her body to take the wet meat as deep as she could get it. All that mattered to her now was coming. She steadily tightened her cunt around Tony's jerking tongue, getting the hot friction that would lead her to climax.

"Ooooooh, shit, unnnhhhh!" she sobbed. She spread her thighs even wider, and Tony hit bottom with his hard-spearing tongue. It touched off an explosive climax that ripped through her body. She splattered his face with her molten come-juice.

"Unnnnnhhhh, fuck, whaahhhh!" she screamed.

Tony went on working his tongue deep and hard in her cunt as she climaxed. It was a long, hard and delicious come for the young sex starved widow. But just as she finished, Tony scooped her up in his arms and leered at her.

"You wanted that, all right, baby," he growled. "No more games. Let's get down to some serious business."

Tony carried her to a small room at the very back of the cafe. Inside was a cot where he sometimes took naps between shifts. He set her down on the cot and started stripping off her rumpled clothes.

"Tony, no," Dotty gasped, "I won't do it."

"Jesus, you're crazy," he snapped. "You need a man. You're horny, lady. Why can't you just relax and let me do it for you?"

"Because of Hank," she moaned. "I don't know, Tony, but it's like I have to be faithful to him. I feel so guilty when I think of other guys."

Tony almost looked sympathetic. "You'll get over it," he said. "You got to. You can't go the rest of your life without sex."

Then he proceeded to pull off the rest of her clothes. Dotty knew she didn't stand a chance now. One sight of her gorgeous naked body, and he was growling with need for her. He quickly stripped. She couldn't help a rush of lust as she ogled his powerful hairy male body.

He lunged for her, and she tried to dodge him, but it was no use. He moved very fast for a big man, and he caught her and threw her back down on the cot. Dotty eyed his lust-swollen cock. It was a monster, as thick as her wrist.

She wanted it. More than anything in the world, she wanted to feel a huge hard cock reaming out her cunt. That was what she missed most as a widow. But she'd never fucked any man but Hank, and she couldn't forget him.

"Listen, Tony," she said quickly, "I know you need to get off, and I'll help. I'll go down on you."

He shook his head in amusement. "You just won't give up, will you?" he said. "Okay, fine, you go down on me."

Daffy breathed a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn't be cheating on Hank by fucking another man. She rolled to a kneeling position, and Tony stretched out on his back, leering at her.

His mammoth cock stood straight up, bulging with blue veins and leaking a thick river of cream. She drooled at the sight of it. She'd always loved going down on her husband, and she hadn't tasted cock juice in three months.

Quickly she lowered her head and stuck out her tongue. Tony groaned blissfully as the wet meat contacted the sensitive head of his prick. Dotty lashed her tongue all over the huge purple cock knob, licking up his salty cream and grabbing it.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned helplessly.

"Yeah, baby, you go for that, don't you?" Tony grinned.