Bill Randolph - Naked wife next door

"Jesus, that was good," Norma breathed. "Son of a bitch!"

Liz climbed up on the bed and covered Norma's body with her own. "I knew you'd love it," she whispered, her mouth and chin glistening with Norma's cunt cream.

Liz lowered her head and their lips met. Norma tasted her own pussy juice on Liz's lips and tongue, and she moaned as she sucked on Liz's plunging tongue.

"I want to try it now," Norma murmured. Liz smiled. "Oh honey, you will," she said. "You'll get more of my pussy than you can handle. But it'll have to be later."

Liz suddenly eased off the bed and headed toward her discarded clothes.

Norma sat up on the bed, startled again. "Where are you going?" she asked, not bothering to bide her confusion.

Liz turned. A wicked grin curved her full lips. "I've got a date with Clay, honey," she said, adding a wink. "Pussy is nice, but cock is so much better. I shouldn't have to tell you that, dear."

Norma stayed on the bed long after Liz had gone. Eventually, she smiled and delicately rubbed her pussy. She giggled in happy anticipation as she wondered what she'd learn next.

When Paul finally returned from his business trip, Norma was determined to enjoy her husband. She wasn't going to let him use any excuse to avoid giving her the best fuck of her life.

Norma was near panic over the vast experience she had enjoyed lately. What she suddenly feared was her marriage going stale. She wanted Paul to excite her, to thrill her like before. She wanted to rekindle their passion before it became only a fond memory.

The evening he finally returned home, Norma was ready with his favorite dinner. Following the meal, she hustled him straight to the bedroom.

"Hey, baby," he chuckled. "I feel like I'm being raped."

"Relax and enjoy it, Paul," she cooed, pulling his shirt out of his pants.

"Don't you want to talk, or something, before we just jump right in the sack?"

She ignored her husband's lame attempts to stall the action.

"We can talk later," she said, pressing him down to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. She knelt down and pulled off his shoes and socks. "I've missed you so much, darling," she cooed. "This trip was torture for me. I thought I'd go crazy before you finally came home to me."

He didn't fight her as she yanked off his slacks, but he certainly didn't help. She finished unbuttoning his shirt and peeled it off his shoulders, leaving him wearing only his shorts. Then she quickly stripped off her own clothes and climbed naked onto the bed beside him. She brushed her ripe tits against his shoulder as she tickled his inner thigh with her long fingernails.

"Looks like I'll have to cut short my trips," he said with a sheepish grin. "You've become a real sex fiend."

"You used to love that about me," she purred, biting his earlobe while slipping her hand inside his shafts.

"I still do, baby," he said, finally easing back on the bed, giving her total access to his crotch.

Norma squeezed his balls gently through his shorts, then flicked her fingertips over his limp prick. It would take some work getting his cock to show some life, but she was prepared for the task.

"I know you're tired, honey, so just take it easy and let Mommie do all the work," Norma murmured sexily.

She sat up and tugged, down his shorts, exposing his cock and balls. She bent her, head down and rubbed her tongue over his deflated cockhead. Immediately, there was a slight stirring and Norma was encouraged. She went to work furiously, lapping her tongue all over his swelling prick-knob, then wetting his fuck shaft with her hot saliva. Gradually, his cock mushroomed into a partial hard-on as he squirmed and she fondled his balls.

"I was right about being raped," he chided in a husky whisper, reaching for one of her tits.

He massaged her stiff nipple then rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, tweaking the sensitive point and making Norma gasp happily.

Delightful tingles raced throughout her body as she suddenly gulped his entire cock into her hot mouth and sucked.

She shuddered as she felt his prick uncoil inside her mouth. It was a sensation that never failed to excite her. She milked his balls as she used her mouth to coax his cock into an acceptable hard-on.

Her pussy was slick and wet as her fuck fluids washed out over her quivering cuntlips. Her clit throbbed and twitched as her husband gradually increased the tempo of his caresses on her tit.

She heard him groan as she licked the underside of his cock. She smiled. Paul always liked that, and she was prepared to give him extra treatment. God, how she wanted his prick wedged inside her shuddering cunthole!

"Come up here and let me suck an your tits," he rasped, pulling gently on her tit.

"Think you can keep him hard and hot?" she asked with a lewd grin.

"If I can't, you know how to remedy that situation," he retorted with a wink.

She covered his body with hers and quickly fed him one of her tits. He chomped tenderly on a nipple, then went to work on the other one. He swirled his tongue over the sensitive, stiff bud, then gulped in as much of her tit globe as possible.

Norma squealed in ecstasy as she wrapped her arms around his head and held his face tight against her tits. She rubbed her wet pussy against his prick and balls, loving the sensual friction it created. As her excited clit grazed over his fuckmeat, she yelped tiny little gasps and pants, signaling her own arousal.

Then, carefully, she lifted her ass just enough to fit his cockhead against the slick socket of her pussyhole. Using deft movements of her pelvis and hips, her cuntlips clamped around his fuck-knob, and Norma moaned in triumph. She finally had him where she wanted him.

Just as she pressed downward, Paul humped thrusting his prick up into her pussy passage. He grunted and she groaned as his fuckmeat sliced halfway into her creamy cunt.

"Oh, baby, that's so nice," she sighed.

Her pussy walls squeezed around his fuck pole as she bounced her ass and impaled herself on the entire length of his cock. Her tits still smothered his face, and Norma gasped shrill cries of passion as sensations flooded her senses.

Paul sucked and tongue-whipped the rosy peaks of her tits and moved his hands down to her ass. He clasped her firm asscheeks and squeezed them as she rode his cock. By now he was breathing as hard as Norma, obviously loving the way she was grinding her pelvis against his hairy crotch.

Suddenly, they started to roll around on the bed. When they stopped, they were resting side by side, facing each other. Norma smiled warmly, his cock still firmed embedded inside her cunt.

"Now isn't this the sort of homecoming you can appreciate?" she said, her stiff, saliva soaked nipples digging into his chest.

Paul nodded. "I can appreciate it, if I can survive it," he quipped.

"Shit, you talk like you're ninety years old," she scoffed. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you had some hot little slut stashed on the road."

Something in his expression caught Norma's attention, and she suddenly knew her worst fears were true. She felt a sinking feeling in her guts. She forced herself to remain silent, not wanting to spoil this fuck. She had worked too hard getting him primed for her pussy to ruin it now. Besides, she knew, there would plenty of time later for the accusations and confessions. She was determined to have this fuck with her husband, and not to have it cut short because of something she had refused to believe.

Still, as she managed a weak smile and began to grind her pussy on his prick, their lovemaking was forced. There was no longer any urgency to it, even on her part. It was the main ingredient missing that, had been here with all of her other recent lovers.