Jeff Collins: Eager, spreading wife

Again she was impaled. The third man fined his body easily to hers and sent his prick fucking up her cunthole. His body lifted from hers. With his torso held up on his hands and his toes, he fucked ruthlessly in and out of her with all his strength.

Lorna started her response. His cock was good. It was even bigger than the other two.

His touch, the slaps of his strong body, the deep penetration of his prick, fired her. The thrill of lust blazed through her body. Her flesh trembled and twitched beneath him. The length and the power of his frantic strokes were causing her to react. Her thighs tensed, her calves flexed and bunched. Her face contorted. Her hands sprang up to tear at his shoulders.

Then she was there. She was completely lost in the throes of her own come.

She was getting very nicely fucked.

She had a cock in her. A big cock.

She loved it.

Her body seemed to lift from the sweat-wet carpet. Her strong ass cheeks tightened beneath her. She climbed to meet the body above hers. She flung her head about, screaming in rage that he wasn't fucking her fast enough, hard enough.

She smelled his man-sweat, smelled the strong aroma of their mingled sexes. Her breath was coming in racing gasps.

"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Pour your cock into my cunt! All of it! Fuck me, you bastard!"

Wildly, she screwed herself up onto his impaling prick. Savagely she hurled and twisted her body as he fucked her. He drove himself, trying to make his hammering prick stretch and fill the depths of her wildly demanding pussy.

And then she came, convulsed by tentacles of lusting heat. She raised her arms to him again and used her hands to squeeze the madly humping body tighter onto hers.

"Deeper… deeper!" she cried. "Fuck me deeper and higher!"

Her body writhed beneath his, striving to suck the cum from the balls which rapped against her whirling buttocks.

Sean whipped in and out of her, huffing and puffing through hit, wide-open mouth. She panted and hung on and bucked back at him, racing to achieve her come again.

She moaned. Her sweat-slick flesh crawled with desire, lust and need. She whined for more, whimpered when he slowed down.

Her lungs were gasping for air beneath the heaving mountains of her tits. Her eyes were bright, unseeing, glaring as they looked straight up at him.

Then he was gasping back at her, low moans that triggered his come. He dropped onto her so that his chest crushed her slippery tits. His cum came jetting out of his prick, filling her already-flooded cunthole.

She clung desperately to him, bunching, humping, almost there herself. Her body heaved and worked feverishly. Her eyes opened wider. Her mouth stretched in a smile of delight and satisfaction. She screamed out her orgasm as she lay panting beneath him.

A soft light seemed to flow over her and a warmth filled her body. She sighed as she seemed to float away out of her body.

She had never known such ecstasy. She had never known such fucking. She could tell from somewhere far away from her that she was being fucked again. She was floating, drowning in a sea of cum, the sweet, sticky proof of her ability and sexual power as a woman full of desirability and response.

Then she was licking the smooth, rubbery head of a hard cock. She licked until her tongue became frenzied.

It was a wonderful cock. It smelled of sex. The skin on the head was velvety soft and sticky with her saliva and his cream.

"Hmmmm, nice cock," she murmured as she moved her lips over it in a deep, open-mouthed kiss.

Hands moved through her hair, gripping her head. She felt her head being lifted and then the sweet cock slid into her face. An inch at a time, she took it lovingly into her throat.

She swallowed the cock. It became harder and harder to breathe, but still she swallowed. She cunted the cock with her mouth, sucking it deeply, bringing to bear all the suction of her inner throat muscles to squeeze and massage the throbbing tool. Then she began to move her head, gliding up and down the massive shaft.

A voice from somewhere said, "Jesus Christ, look at that! She's taking the whole fuckin' thing down her throat! Where the fuck is it goin'?"

Another voice: "Don't you think I know it? Shit, oh shit, it's good? Suck, baby, suck my big dick!"

He groaned in delight as Lorna willingly and eagerly masturbated his prick with her face. She was a good fuck and a good cocksucker, and she knew it. Her tongue, her teeth, her lips all pressed around the cock to bring it off.

Another cock slid up her cunt. It felt good, too.

Her tongue entwined the head of the prick sticking in her face. She loved it. She washed it, leaving a trail of warm saliva along the meaty shaft and the cockhead.

The man shuddered and tightened his ass. Lorna groaned as he fucked his prick back into her face.

I'm eating him, her mind raced. I'm sucking his cock. I'm giving him the best head he's ever had, because I'm the best cocksucker there is!

He fucked her face wetly, making slurping sounds, almost the same sounds the cock in her cunt was making as he fucked in and out of her pussyhole.

Lorna reached down and began to caress her own naked body as she sucked and fucked. She found her naked, flopping tits and fondled them. They swung from her chest, shiny with sweat and sperm.

"Get some more head around it, baby!"

She heard the command and did as she was told. She sucked and fucked her face on the hot, slippery pole of his prick. His cock was sopping wet with her saliva. She groaned in joy, crooning as she sucked own and swallowed it greedily. Her mouth sucked and slid on his cock, tormenting him with a thousand needles of heightened lust and rising passion.

Lorna's jaws hurt because his cock was growing too big, his prickhead expanding in her throat.

She didn't care.

And then the massive cock spurted. Creamy-white lather foamed across her tongue, splashed off the back of her throat and slid down into her belly. She swallowed. Again and again the cock jetted its steamy jizz into her face and down her throat.

His hips humped her face. He wouldn't stop humping. He held her head and fucked the long, wet, spurting cock into her face until the very last drop of cum had been squeezed and sucked from his rigid dick.

Lorna opened her eyes and smiled as she gulped and gasped for breath around the cum that clogged her throat. She sighed. She was very fired, but suddenly there was a new, wonderful sensation happening to her body.

She was on her hands and knees, being lifted a little. She felt a cock being rammed up her ass. It went clear inside her. She felt the front of his thighs banging at slapping against the pillows of her cheeks.

She craned her neck to peer over her shoulder at this new invader, and then smiled. The cock up her ass was her husband's.

"Hello, darling," she grinned. "Do you understand what it's all about now?"

Jerry nodded and returned her grin. "Jesus, why didn't you tell me you wanted a sex life like this a long time ago?"

"Because, darling, you've always been such a prick as far as I was concerned. Now fuck me harder!"

And he did.

Lorna was tired. She wished she could stay awake and really enjoy the cock up her ass, it felt so good. But she was just too tired.

She passed out.

And, around her, the fucking went on, and on and on…