Bill Randolph - Naked wife next door

She sucked on Jerry's cockhead as Paul plunged his tongue straight into her spasming cunt channel. The double thrill rattled Norma's senses and, again, her cries of passion were drowned by the fuckmeat clogging her throat.

"Guys, this is getting disgusting," Liz chirped. "Talk about unfair. She's got both of you occupied – and I'm finger-fucking myself! Come on! Give a horny girl a break!"

"Stop bitching, Liz," Jerry scolded. "You started without me and I'm still pissed off about that. Besides, after Norma polishes up my prick, I'm gonna shove it up your tight little asshole."

"Promises, promises," Liz chided. "It's a damn good thing I love myself enough to get off on this finger-fucking."

As abruptly as Paul had plunged between Norma's thighs, he rose up and mounted her. He pressed his wife down on her back, and Jerry moved with the flow, careful to keep his cock plugged into Norma's hot mouth. Paul wasted no time fucking his prick all the way into his wife's cunt.

"Fuck that cock, baby!" he hissed. "Shake your ass and fuck my cock! Give me a good reason to stop traveling so much."

Norma didn't have to be told twice. She shook her ass and fucked back at his cock. Liz continued finger-fucking herself, even as Jerry slowly climbed off Norma's face and joined his wife.

No longer restricted by Jerry's weight, Norma turned her full attention to Paul. She arched her body up to take the full thrust of his cock and moaned with bliss each time his stiff fuckmeat pounded into her.

She heard Liz's ragged groan and glanced to see Liz flat on her back with Jerry gripping her ankles and jerking them up to rest on his shoulders. With Liz's legs stretched straight and her ass tilted up slightly off the bed, Jerry immediately rammed his engorged cockhead against his wife's exposed asshole.

The horrendous shriek of pain and pleasure that rasped through Liz's throat vibrated Norma's nerves and filled her with unexpected pleasure. Coupled with the beautiful fuckstrokes of Paul's cock in and out of her spasming cunthole, Norma came with tremendous intensity.

"Don't stop now, baby," Paul hissed. "You're the only woman I know who can come just looking at a big, hard cock. Don't slow down now."

"Don't worry," she gasped.

Above her, Paul's face was twisted into a wild grin. His eyes rolled back in his head as he fucked his prick in and out of her sloppy-wet cunthole.

Norma locked her legs around his back and tilted her ass up off the bed. This maneuver allowed Paul to penetrate her cunt more deeply. The hardness of his fuckmeat rasped over her clit with every thrust and he panted for breath as he fucked her.

"This is what you've always wanted, isn't it?" he said.

"Yes! Oh, honey, this is the best!" she hissed. "All the time you came off as sweet and innocent, but this kind of action is what you really wanted," he said.

"Yes, yyyeeeessss!" she screamed. "I'm a horny slut, Paul! I never admitted it even to myself, but I've always wanted to try it all."

She glimpsed the spectacle of Jerry forcing his prick deeper and deeper into Liz's ass. The way Liz contorted and squirmed as she fucked herself on her husband's cock made it clear that the hot brunette savored the ecstasy of getting her shit-chute plugged with a fat cock.

As Paul continued to slam his cock into her cunt, Norma gradually lost interest in what was happening to Liz. When her next orgasm erupted, Norma's cunt contracted powerfully around Paul's cock, causing him to grunt and shudder.

In the next moment, Norma felt the steamy blast of her husband's spunk splash inside her pussy. He stroked vigorously a few more times before his prick went limp and he rolled off her body.

Norma panted and moaned and savored the satisfying tingling that sparked her nerves. Her pussy channel spasmed while her hot nectar flowed out over her blistered cuntlips. Every muscle in her body relaxed as she sighed deeply.

Meanwhile, Jerry fucked his cock viciously in and out of his wife's asshole, making Liz belch guttural wails. Jerry pressed his weight forward, causing his cock to pack quite a punch as it fucked deep into his wife's ass guts.

Norma exchanged leering smiles with Paul as they both eagerly witnessed the fierce assfucking. Norma noticed that her husband's prick was miraculously stirring into fresh life as he was inspired by the wild fucking of the other couple on the bed. She sat up and cuddled against Paul, pressing her tits against his arm as she casually dropped her hand over his reawakening cock.

"I think you like this spicy stuff, too," she whispered.

He glanced at her with a lopsided grin. "Well, a guy could get used to it, I suppose," he said.

"Bullshit," Norma said lightly. "You just didn't think I was capable of showing you a good time here at home."

She squeezed her fingers around his prick. His growing fuckmeat was sticky with her cunt juices, and Norma had the urge to lick his cock clean.

"I guess we've both changed over the years," Paul said, cupping her tits in his hands and fondling them delicately. "Maybe I shouldn't have figured I would change and you would stay the same woman you were when we married."

"Hell, honey, now that we've both figured that out, we can start making up for lost time," she said, licking her lips and flashing a broad smile.

"I like your thinking," he murmured as he tugged lightly on her tits, coaxing her face down to his lap and his swelling cock.

Norma closed her moist lips over his fuckknob just as Jerry shot his come-load into Liz's asshole. The sounds of her friends' mutual orgasms rang like sweet music in Norma's ears as she swirled her tongue around Paul's bulbous cockhead. She groaned happily as she tasted her own pussy juice on the slick flesh of Paul's prick-crown.

This was a new beginning, and she was anxious to see where it would lead.

Life the next two weeks was more like a honeymoon for Norma and Paul. At first, Liz and Jerry were regular companions, but as the days passed, Norma and Paul spent more time alone. And Norma couldn't have been happier. The romantic spark was back in their marriage.

Suddenly, there was a routine and a purpose to her life. When Paul kissed her good-bye in the mornings, Norma would do her housecleaning chores, cheerfully keeping things tidy and spotless for Paul. She made it a point to always be dressed for him by the time he returned in the afternoons. It became important for Norma to always look her best for her husband.

On a Friday afternoon, she went into the kitchen to prepare one of Paul's favorite meals when she heard his car glide into the driveway. Startled and a little apprehensive by his early arrival, she greeted him at the back door, glad that she was freshly perfumed and dressed alluringly in a short blue skirt and white silk blouse. Her long blonde hair was brushed and neatly curled to her shoulders as she kissed him warmly.

"What brings you home so early?" she asked, careful to keep any panic out of her tone. She dreaded the day he would once again have to leave on another business trip.

Paul grinned as he gazed at her. "It's easy to come home early to a lady that looks like you," he said.

"Maybe, but you haven't done this in ages. Is something wrong, honey?" she asked, concern slipping into her voice.

"Nothing's wrong – unless you count me telling the boss that this traveling man is retiring from the road," he said. "I told him I was ready for a desk job."

"And what did he say?" she asked, searching his expression for a clue.

His eyes twinkled. "Baby, why don't you give the new district sales manager a big, juicy kiss?" he said proudly.

"Oh, Paul, I'm so thrilled!" Norma squealed as she embraced him.

They kissed passionately, then he led her out of the kitchen and into the den. They sat close together on the sofa and Paul kicked off his shoes.