Donna Allen - Horny young housewife

Afterward he had to grab her by the hair and pull her off his limp prick. "Easy, honey, I'm through."

He swung his legs out of the bed and rose to his feet. He yawned and scratched his body and marched off to the bathroom.

Toni had an urge to masturbate so she wouldn't have to walk around horny all day. But it was late and she wanted to have plenty of time to dress so she decided against it.

She stalked into the shower and washed off quickly. Cliff showered when she was through, and they dressed without speaking. When they went downstairs for breakfast, Toni tossed some bread in the toaster and scrambled eggs for Cliff. She sipped black coffee and watched him chew. She didn't want to mess her lipstick and, besides, her dress was skin-tight – if she ate a bite, it would show.

When Cliff kissed her goodbye and climbed into his car for the drive to his office, Toni returned upstairs to make the bed and take one last look at herself in the full-length mirror. She was startled by the change in herself. She looked stunning and sexier than usual. She'd had her hair cut at a good shop downtown and it hung down to her shoulders in a cascade of natural ringlets. Her figure looked great. Tits a little oversized, but no one seemed to mind, least of all her boss, Palmer Nelson.

By the time she arrived at the shop, the other girls were busily at work sorting merchandise and fixing displays. Then customers began coming in and they all became busy.

Toni was finishing up with an attractive man wearing dark glasses when her boss, Palmer Nelson, came up behind her.

"Come into my office when you're through," he whispered in her ear.

When her customer signed his check, he smiled and asked her name. She deliberately told him her name was Mrs. Mellon. She wanted to see his reaction. He seemed amused, and before he turned, to leave, he lifted his dark glasses and pretended to adjust them.

"You've been very helpful, Mrs. Mellon," he said. "I'll be certain to look for you next time I'm in town."

She returned some stock to drawers before leaving the floor for Palmer Nelson's office. Several of the other girls smirked when she walked out. She didn't care. They were probably jealous because Mr. Nelson paid so much attention to her.

Toni was mystified when Palmer told her he wanted her to deliver some things to a customer upstairs in the hotel. She wondered why he didn't have the messenger do the errand, but she didn't question him. He was her boss and she was there to do what he told her to do.

When she arrived at the room upstairs, she wasn't surprised to find the man she'd just waited on standing in the doorway. He had removed his dark glasses and now she recognized him as Doug Stanton, a prominent politician in the state.

She handed him the package and turned to leave when he closed the door.

"Something else?" she said.

"Come in and have a drink," he said, taking her hand and leading her into the living room of his suite.

He had a friend with him, a man by the name of Paul Riley.

Toni knew Mr. Nelson wouldn't mind if she spent some time entertaining one of his best customers. She settled back on the plush sofa and accepted the drink Doug handed her.

One drink led to another and then she lost count. Paul and Doug were both eyeing her tits, but then men always did, and Toni was used to it and liked the attention.

She wasn't surprised when, after her fifth drink, Doug Stanton loosened his tie and old her to take her clothes off.

"That's why we're all here, isn't it?" he said.

Without his dark glasses his eyes were a little sinister.

Toni felt her face get warm. "Personally I don't mind because you're both attractive men, but when I came here it was for perfectly innocent purposes."

"Yeah, sure, honey," Doug Stanton said. "That's what they all say."

He began unbuttoning his shirt and the booze changed his voice from well-bred to slightly nasty.

"Are you suggesting a threesome?" she said.

Both men laughed. "Hey, what's going on with Nelson? Is he hiring suburban housewives or something?" Doug said.

Toni flushed and placed her drink on the coffee table. She was angry. She was also drunk and she didn't want to make, a scene if she could avoid it. But she wouldn't be coerced, even if both men were appealing.

"I'm leaving," she said.

Doug moved quickly and pushed her down on the sofa.

"You'll leave when we're through with you," he said, his eyes ugly now. "If you want to keep your job, that is."

Paul rose up too and both men stood before her, their crotches at eye level. She saw the throbbing within their flies and was torn between desire and anger. Damn Cliff for turning her on this morning! Damn the whole damn world for putting her in this position.

"What do you say, pretty lady?" Doug said with a sneering smile. "Your job or a double [missing text]."

"I don't have to work," she said. "I have a husband and he doesn't want me to work."

Doug cupped her chin and forced her to face him directly. "Yeah, well bow do you think he'd feel if he knew his wife came up to a stranger's hotel room?"

"But I haven't done anything."

"But you want to and you know it," be said. "I can smell it, can't you?" he said to Paul.

Paul nodded. "You can smell the sex on her."

Toni knew it was useless to argue. In any case, she was horny. She just didn't like being forced, but if it meant not making trouble she'd go along with them.

"Okay," she said, rising unsteadily to her feet. "I'll do it."

"That's better, honey," Doug said, pawing her tits. "Big-titted girls like you always have hot pants. We'll take good care of your itch if you take care of ours."

They lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. They dropped her onto the bed and told her to undress. She struggled to sit up. The room went around in circles and everything was hazy. By the time she was down to her bra and panties, both men were naked.

She remembered then that Doug was a judge who'd been indicted a few years back. She didn't remember why, but she recalled it had something to do with statutory rape.

"She's got fantastic tits," Paul said as they stared down at her.

"Don't I always pick the big-titted ones?" Doug smirked.

Despite her qualms, Toni found herself getting turned on. She peeled her bra off and skinned her bikinis off. The men climbed onto the bed next to her and chuckled as they sipped fresh drinks.

"Be my guest," Doug said.

"No, you go first," Paul said. "You found her."

Toni felt like a piece of meat as they discussed who would fuck her first. She glanced from one to the other and accepted a sip from Doug's drink when he shoved the glass under her nose.

For the first time Paul's cock caught her eye. It was big, over seven inches, and it hugged his belly in a nice stiff erection. The head of his prick was swollen and purplish and gobs of whitish spunk leaked from the tip.

His tails were big and taut with jism, and Toni felt a rush of excitement. She liked a man who became hard quickly. Usually the quicker they became hard, the longer they lasted.

She glanced at Doug. His cock was limp and she couldn't tell how large it was. Sometimes a man's cock was small in its flaccid state yet very big when it was erect.

"Be my guest," Doug said with a mock bow as Paul climbed over her.

"I'd like to fuck these big knockers of hers," be said, placing his hands around her waist and burying his faced inside her cleavage. No one had ever done that to her before, and she didn't even object when she saw Doug take a camera from a drawer and begin snapping pictures. Paul straddled her waist and rested his balls between her tits.

"Get your cleavage wet," Paul said.

"How?" she said.

Doug approached the bed and roughly swiped his hand over her slit.