Donna Allen - Horny young housewife

She let her legs fall open and he moved his fingers over her crotch.

"You're wet," he said, seeking the damp groove of her slit.

She told him what the doctor had said about having a family. "So even if your kids are grown, I might have little kids and then I won't be able to split up with Cliff."

"That's the chance we take," he said, thrusting his fingers inside the damp crotch of her panties.

Hot sensations coursed through her as he fingered her pussy. She loved his boldness. Since it was raining, there was no one on the street, but there were other cars driving by. It turned her on to be making love in full view of other drivers. That was one of the things she loved about Steve. Yet she knew he wasn't this impulsive with Angel. Why were men different with their wives? Why couldn't they treat their wives the way they treated their mistresses?

Now she parted her thighs still farther and moved down on the seat, so he could more easily finger her cunt. She shivered when he plunged his index finger into her seething pussy.

He drove slowly up and down the neat streets and finger-fucked her. He only needed one hand on the wheel. And he used his other hand to probe the juicy hot folds of her cunt.

Toni couldn't resist placing her hand on his crotch. She felt his cock throbbing inside his pants. He fingered her flooded pussy and drove her wild with desire. She had to have his cock in her mouth. She couldn't wait to get to a motel.

"I've got to suck your prick," she said, struggling to pull his zipper down.

He helped her and together they managed to open his zipper. She worked her hand inside his shorts and grabbed his cock. It pulsed wildly in her hand and she bent down to lick it…

"Oh, honey, I can't wait to get to a motel," she said, flicking her tongue over the swollen head of his cock.

"You're not going to get an argument from me," he said.

She swirled her tongue over his cockhead and around the rim and watched it twitch with excitement. He grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and groaned when she took his hot throbbing prick inside her hungry lips.

She took a few inches of his thick shaft into her mouth and lapped her tongue over the hardening stalk. She gently drew his cockhead inside her lips and sucked on the very tip.

"Maybe we'll skip a motel tonight, hon," Steve said. "I told Angel to be home for dinner."

Toni froze at the mention of Angel's name. She spit his prick our. "You mean we're going to fuck in the car like two teenagers?"

He gently guided her mouth back over his prick.

"We've done it before," he said. "Like it, hon. Give me your best. Remember, it's the last one for a long time."

Toni decided he was right. She may as well make the best of it because he was right. She had no idea when she would suck his cock again and the thought saddened her.

To assuage her depression, she darted tiny sensuous kisses up and down his fuck pole. She dropped her hands to his balls and squeezed them gently. She sucked the swollen head of his dick more and more vigorously and soon felt giddy with excitement. Her cunt took over her emotions and she was no longer sad. She was horny and hot and eager to relieve the itch between her legs.

Her problem now was whether to suck him until he came or wait for him to park somewhere and fuck her. She forgot her dilemma as she crammed her mouth with his stiffening prick. It jabbed at the back of her throat and made her quiver with arousal.

Come! she said to herself as she slurped and slobbered on his fuck-muscle. Come in my mouth! She used her lips like a cunt. She devoured him with an intensity that made him clutch the steering wheel and groan.

She didn't notice when he parked, but suddenly he was gripping her head with both hands and fucking her mouth. She was no longer sucking him. He was ramming his prick between her hungry lips.

Toni controlled her gag reflex and drooled over his now rigid staff. She went after his jism with abandon. She smacked her lips and nibbled his fuck-meat. Her pussy was awash with juice and burning need.

She expected at any moment to feel his pungent-tasting spunk pour into her mouth. But apparently Steve had other plans. Her jaws ached and her pussy throbbed. She needed a release of some kind. The tension was just too much for the horny cheating wife.

"I'm not coming yet," Steve said, his voice strained and deep.

She reluctantly released his prick. "Oh, honey, I need it so bad!"

He lifted her up by her hair and gazed at her. It was then that she realized she was on the floor. She'd slipped off the seat without realizing it. He helped her back onto the seat and took her into his arms. His hands were all over her, on her huge jutting tits and her round belly. He squeezed her ass and stroked her thighs and all the while he gazed deeply into her eyes.

"I want to make our last fuck the best ever," he said. She started to speak, but he stopped her. "No, let me finish," he said. "I want this fuck to be great. I'm going to come all over your gorgeous body. Don't you worry, hon. I'll come in your mouth and everywhere before we're through."

"Oh, yes!" she sobbed, falling against him. "Oh, yes, fuck me all over, darling!"

At that moment she loved him more than ever. How could she give him up? How could she not? The choice wasn't hers.

She quivered all over with a combination of passion and emotion. She stopped crying and clung to him. She felt him tremble against her and knew he was close to tears too.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hard. All her body and soul were in the embrace.

"Should we get in the back seat?" she said.

"No, I changed my mind," he said, starting the car. "Let's go to a motel."

Nodding happily. Toni fucked his dick back into his pants and smoothed her skirt as they drove to their favorite motel. As they rode up the elevator, Toni felt her cunt spasm. She felt as though she were, a bride again and Steve was her groom. That fantasy brought Cliff to mind, but she clung to Steve's arm and rubbed up against him.

"I feel so hot and quivery," she whispered.

"Me too," he said, patting her ass.

When they entered the room, Toni turned to him. She took a deep breath and moved into his arms.

"I wouldn't have missed this for the world," she said.

He slid his hands over her ass and drew her to him.

"Me neither," he said, and again she felt him tremble.

As they moved to the bed they kissed and his tongue coiled around hers. Toni felt every nerve-ending in her body tingle with emotion. Would any man ever make her feel this way again?

With a soft moan, she dropped to the bed and he crouched before her and undressed her. When she was down to her bra and panties, he bent over and kissed her ears and throat and cleavage.

She remembered that it was only recently she'd begun finding Steve attractive. Maybe there were other men she thought of as casual friends whom she could find attractive too. And maybe even love. Yes, maybe somewhere out there she would find another lover to whom she could give all the passion inside her.

Now he finished undressing her and she held his head against her tits and whispered hoarsely: "Fuck me, Steve."

"Oh, baby, am lever going to do just that," he said.

Her big tits jiggled as she sat up and he quickly clamped his lips over one of her turgid nipples. She lay her head back down as the waves of passion engulfed her.

He undressed and climbed into bed next to her. He tongued her tits and rubbed them with his big hands. She felt a little guilty about thinking of other men while they made love. She shivered when he flicked his tongue over her rubbery nipples and moved a hand between her legs.

They both panted for breath and Steve muttered her name over and over again. He pushed her thighs apart and, moved his head down until his lips were an inch from her twat.