Jeff Collins - Eager, spreading wife

"Ohhhhh, ohhhh, God," Lorna moaned, twisting her head from side to side. She grabbed at the sheet and at him. His head returned to mouth her nipple while he continued the clever, taunting manipulation of her clit.

The long finger slid slowly, wiggling a little, into the hot, yielding folds, of her sensitive cunt. She sighed. Her hand dropped to his head. The fingers toyed in his hair. Her hips lurched and heaved up to the hard unflexing finger that gently teased inside her cunt. Its manipulations creased a wild, juicy turbulence in her, bringing wordless grunts and squeals from her parted lips. Her thighs and belly rippled. Constant waves of arousal rippled through her.

"Oh, Jerry, what are you going to do?" she gasped.

"It's what you're gonna do, baby," he growled, the fingers of his free hand gripping her thick, black hair.

Suddenly, her glistening lips were on his cockhead. She twisted her head, offering a halfhearted protest.

But the vision of his youthful wife's head going down on his cock filled Jerry's mind with insane desire. The thought of her beautiful sweet mouth slipping down over the full length of his stiff meat was agonizing.

With a loud growl, he forced her face down to his lap. He abandoned her cunt with his other hand and used it to grip and guide his pulsing cock.

"Suck it!" he commanded again, steering the swelling, blood-filled cockhead to her parted lips.

Lorna groaned, half in protest and half in desire. Her hands replaced his around the base of his prick meat. Her tongue flicked out, hotly laying the bouncing cockhead.

His hips bucked. Her lips parted around the prick and a few drops of fluid spurted onto her tongue. The taste inflamed her desire. She made an O of her mouth and rolled her eyes up at him. She dropped one hand to his balls, cupped them, and drew the bulbous head of his cock into the moist warmth of her beautiful mouth.

The contact tore a strangled cry from Jerry's throat. "Ohhhhh, Jesus, baby!"

His fingers locked tight in the girl's long hair.

He pushed her head down the incredible length of his prick. He closed his eyes and savored the delicious sensation, grinding his hips, forcing his cock deeper and deeper. There was a roaring in his ears. A volcano. A tidal wave of cum seeping up from the knowing fingers teasing his balls.

"Go up and down on it!" he urged. "And suck it at the same time!"

Lorna's head began to hammer up and down on his prick. She squirmed and quivered like a snake on the bed beside him, sucking and milking his rigid prick.

It ended all too soon for both of them. He had wanted to get all his cock in her head, feeling her lips around its very root. But before he could ease all the way into her, the volcano in his aching balls erupted.

"Oh, yes, oh, shit, take it!" he bellowed as hot cum shot up the length of his cockshaft.

He fell forward over her, forcing Lorna's head down over his cum-spurting prick with the weight of his body. Unable to think or hear, lost in the thrill of orgasm, he held her lovely face crushed to his coarse pubic hair, and came, humping spurt after spurt of thick cum into her throat.

Noisily she sucked the hot fluid. She kneaded his balls. Her fingers played in the hairy crack of his ass.

Although he was hurting her, although the wiry cock hair scratched against her face, lows stayed over his depicting prick until she had sucked the last drop of cum from his balls.

When it was over, when at last his prick was empty and growing limp, he released her. He watched her face raise up, her lips red and swollen, a trickle of cum dripping down her chin.

"Was it good?" she asked. "Can I suck good?"

"The best," he replied, grinning down at her.

"Now, how about me?"

"Sorry, baby, I've only got one good come in me after I've been drinking. You know that."

"You son-of-a-bitch, fuck me!" she cried. Jerry chuckled, rolled over, and in a few seconds was sound asleep.

"You bastard," Lorna hissed. "I don't know why lever fell in love with you!"

But she did know. Jerry was as handsome as a movie star, with a body like a professional football player, and when they were first married she thought that she would be the only woman in his life.

But she had been wrong, and she had found it out three months earlier, when they had moved into The Paradise, a swinging apartment house.

It didn't take a genius to see that Jerry had wanted to move into The Paradise so he could get all the strange pussy he wanted.

Lorna wouldn't have really minded so much if he at least kept her satisfied.

"Jerry…?"

He snored.

She quickly rummaged under her pillow, cursing him. But he had turned her on so much that she knew she must do something.

From under her pillow she extracted a vibrator. She turned it on, and felt her body begin to perspire in anticipation the second the whirring sound started. She lifted herself onto the bed, spread her legs wide, and worked the little package of pleasure deep into her throbbing, hungry cunt.

With the aid of the vibrator, she brought herself to the peak of orgasm several times. Then she turned on the shower in the bathroom. She removed the vibrator from her sopping cunt and took a huge plastic cock from a drawer.

She kept both the vibrator and the dildo handy just for nights like this. Sometimes she had even slept with the phony cock embedded to the hilt in her cunt, after she had masturbated with it several times, always finding pleasure in the feeling of a full cunt when she awoke the next morning.

She stepped through the stream of the shown and closed her eyes as the hot water shot all over her body. Her nipples tingled exquisitely as she leaned back against the wall and let the water work its will with her. Her nipples came even more erect under the fiery caressing of the water, and she tightened her grip on the huge plastic cock in preparation for fucking it deeply into her cunt.

She slipped down the shower wall slightly, opening her legs and rubbing the tip of her dildo between the lips of her already-moist, willing pussy.

With a slight jerk of her body, she fucked the instrument all the way up inside her.

"Ohhhhh, yes, yes, good, so good," she murmured, loving the feeling of having her pussy completely stuffed.

When her cunt was completely filled with the artificial prick, she began rolling her clit back and forth with her thumb. The fiery sensations it caused coursed through her. She worked it in and out, oblivious to everything but the rising passion it was creating in her pussy. The feeling spread throughout her limbs, filling her with the breathless excitement that came before complete fulfillment.

She stroked herself again and again, deeper and deeper, with the dildo. She kept up a steady, rolling pressure on her clit with her thumb, until, with a tiny cry, her body exploded.

The climax rolled through her body, but still she didn't stop. She continued the pressure by puffing upward toward her tits with the instrument, as if it were the stick of a plane and she wanted to climb, higher and higher. Again, almost at once, she began to feel wave after wave of passion course through her aroused body.

At last she stepped from the shower, dried her body, and climbed into bed, being careful not to disturb Jerry where he snored loudly beside her. Again she inserted the dildo far up inside her cunt.

She thought about all the beautiful girls that sunned around the pool every afternoon, drawing her husband like a bee to honey. And then she thought about all the handsome studs that were also around the pool, and smiled.

"You know, Jerry," she whispered, "I think two can play at your game!"

It was ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun was already high in the sky.