Nick Eastwood - Widow on the make

Dotty wished she could forget how many times she and Hank had rattled that bed. Was it so terrible of her to bring another man to their bed, now that Hank was gone? Whatever the answer, she couldn't turn back now. She had to have this guy. She had to get off or lose her sanity.

"Harder," she whined, "really give it to me!"

"You sure do love punishment, honey," Dick chuckled.

Let him think whatever he wanted. Dotty just had to get off. She jerked her hips faster, signaling the speed she wanted, and Dick gave it to her. The bed was really bouncing now. The springs were groaning, the frame shaking. Maybe that good old bed had finally met its match.

Dotty really didn't care. Let the damned thing fall apart, she'd just go on fucking. With her eyes screwed shut and her teeth bared in a lusty snarl, she took the hard pounding of Dick's stiff prick and rocketed towards orgasm.

"Unnnnnhhhhh, just a little more!" she whimpered. "I'm almost there."

"Don't worry, baby," Dick growled, "I'll get you there!"

His cock throbbed and thundered inside her as if it were about to explode. It probably was ready. The guy had been lusting after her for days. Dotty just hoped he lasted long enough to take her with him. She made her cunt tight around his hammering prick and groaned as she felt the red-hot friction.

Dick helped, too, rubbing his hard cockshaft steadily over her swollen clit, giving her a continuous buzz of pleasure. She was right on the brink of coming when she felt the first hot sting of his jism against her womb.

The sizzling rush of liquid set her off. She felt a gigantic orgasm exploding out from the depths of her twit and rattling every bone in her body. Her cunt went into spasm around Dick's cock, sucking it dry.

"Ohhhhhh, God, I'm cominggggg!" Dotty yelled. "Ohhhhh, shit, aaaaahhhhhhh!"

"Awwwwww, Christ, aaaagggghhhhh!" Dick roared.

Dotty wept in ecstasy as the hot spasms shook her body and Dick flooded her cunt with boiling jism. She enjoyed the climax more than the one with Tony, perhaps because she wasn't feeling so guilty about it. She totally let herself go.

"Unnnnhhhh, yessssss, unnnnhhhhhh!" she sobbed as the last delicious shocks hit her.

"Holy Christ!" Dick gasped, collapsing on her.

They lay there catching their breath, his cock still lodged deep in her come-filled cunt. Dotty felt wonderful. Was it really wrong for her to feel this good? Somehow, she thought, Hank would be glad for her. He wouldn't want her to spend the rest of her life feeling horny and miserable.

"Thanks, Dick," she said. "I guess I really needed that."

"You need about a dozen more just like it," he laughed. "I wish I could do it for you, but I'm a one-shot guy."

"Are you really sure about that?" Dotty leered.

She started massaging his deeply-buried cock with her strong young cuntal walls. The moment he mentioned giving her more, she wanted more. It had been a fantastic climax, but she could have gone on fucking all night.

"Hey, honey, you're wasting your time," Dick sighed. "I'm not a young guy any more."

"Just give me a minute," Dotty panted.

"You might surprise yourself."

She squeezed his cockmeat with her greedy cuntal walls, then released it and soaked it with sizzling cream. She repeated the action again and again, steadily clamping the velvety walls around his prick and drenching it with hot juice.

"Hey," Dick gasped, "fantastic."

Dotty just grinned mischievously. She speeded up the action, and she felt his cock start to swell. This was a trick she'd used on Hank. He pretended to complain about it, saying that she was trying to fuck him to death, but he'd always cooperated.

"You like that, Dick?" she purred.

"Shit, yes," he laughed. "You're something else, baby. Your husband was one lucky guy."

"Ssshhh," Dotty said, "let's not talk about it."

Dick nodded. He understood that it wasn't easy for her to make love to anybody but Hank. He said nothing more as she gave his prick that naughty enticing massage. His cockmeat went on swelling till it filled her cunt, hard as a rock and throbbing eagerly. Dotty shivered with anticipation.

"I think you're ready," she grinned.

"I know I am," Dick panted.

"Let's do it another way this time," she said, wriggling out from under him.

Dick was delighted to find her so eager. He watched with hot lust-glazed eyes as she rolled into the doggy position. On her hands and knees with her cute little ass poked up in the air, she presented a very tempting target.

"Come on," she leered, "stick that big thing in me, Dick."

"Oh, baby, will I ever!" he snorted.

He knelt behind her and grasped her lustily writhing hips. Dotty moaned as he socked the fat hard head of his cock into her moist cuntal opening. He wasn't slow and sensuous this time. He was crazy with lust. He shoved his cock into her as far as it would go.

"Oooooooh, yessssss!" she wailed.

"Ahhhhhh, Christ!" he groaned.

He started fucking her deeply, his engorged boner filling her box and forcing out her sizzling cream. Dotty had to brace her hands against the headboard to keep from being knocked over. But she didn't mind his roughness one bit.

"Yes, yes, you big bastard, fuck it to meeee!" she howled.

Dick snorted lustily and pounded it to her even harder. Dotty gurgled in ecstasy. How had she ever imagined that she could live without fucking? She must have been crazy. She juiced steadily as Dick's pile-driving cock crammed her cunt again and again.

"Ohhhhh, yeah, motherfucker, fuck meeee!" she sobbed.

It was hard to think of anything but the wild pleasure he was giving hcr, yet Dotty realized that her guilt was vanishing fast. Somehow she just knew that Hank would understand. Hank would want her to be happy.

Well, no way in the world could she be happy without sex. She had to have it, and she wasn't going to fight her lust any longer. She gave in to it, moaning and squealing and gurgling with delight as Dick fucked her faster and faster.

"Yes, yes, that's it!" she howled. "Give it to me as hard as you can, honey! Fuck my brains out!"

She could feel Dick's sweat dripping onto her back. He was fucking up a storm, driven wild by her naughty hoarse pleading. He hammered his steel-hard cock into her, and his belly slapped loudly against her ass.

"Hard enough for you, baby?" he groaned. "God, yes," Dotty sobbed, "keep doing it to me, Dick, don't ever stop!"

Each time he slammed his cock into her, her body shuddered with the impact. Her big ripe tits swung crazily back and forth. She felt his pistoning boner forcing out her hot cream, and the sticky juice ran down her legs.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" she whined.

Her cunt was on fire, as hot and eager as it had ever been. She'd never imagined she could get hot for any man but Hank. It was happening, though, and she was on her way to another powerful body-rocking orgasm.

She was in no hurry this time. She knew she'd come, but she wanted the fantastic pleasure to last as long as possible. She clawed the bed and whimpered in ecstasy as Dick's huge hard boner reamed her cunt and gave her blast after blast of hot sensation. Why rush something as good as this?

Dick wasn't in any hurry, either. He had his second wind and could go a long time. He was just enjoying hell out of each hard lunge, sheathing his cock again and again in her velvety wet cunt. He and Dotty were thinking the same way, gorging themselves on this fantastic fuck.

Dotty glanced feverishly around the room, and her eyes happened to light on a photo of her and Hank which she still kept on the dresser. If anything should have made her feel guilty, that was it. But she didn't feel even a twinge of guilt. Hank was gone, and she had her own life to live. Staring at his picture, she was positive now that he would understand.