Don Scott: Easy wild wife

Even though she knew she was a beautiful woman, Karen still worried about Joe, her husband, whenever he went "out with the guys". She always suspected that maybe he was going to meet a woman.

She looked at herself in the mirror, wishing she felt as beautiful and sexy as she knew she looked.

Karen Hobson stood five-foot-eight and had the most incredibly curvaceous body any man could imagine. Her most impressive feature was her tits. Karen's tits billowed out from her body, huge and creamy, with areolas a chocolate-brown color. They were wider across than a man's palm. Her nipples stood out prominently, and Karen wasn't afraid to wear clothes that showed off her tits to their best advantage.

She had a flat stomach and rather wide hips with strong, full, muscular thighs that could hold a man's head trapped to her pussy if she wanted to.

Karen's 40D-24-37 physique had turned Joe on for years, and never once had she turned him down when he wanted to fuck, have his cock sucked, or stick his tongue deep into her pussy until she came.

She had a medium-size mouth with lips that were neither full nor thin, large, dark brown eyes with slender eyebrows that arched above them whenever she thought seriously, and a narrow nose with rather high cheekbones that gave her something of an aristocratic appearance. Her hair was auburn, not quite red or brown, and she usually wore it loosely pinned atop her head in an indistinct bun, with satiny tendrils of hair falling down her smooth cheeks.

"What's wrong, honey?" Joe asked, his shirt still open as he prepared for his evening out. "Still worried about me going out after all these years?"

Though he tried to say it in a joking tone, Karen took the words with painful seriousness. She looked at him in the mirror, wishing she really knew what was going on inside his head.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I am."

"You shouldn't."

A thought came to Karen, and it was so beautiful she couldn't help breaking into a big, beaming smile.

"Before you go out there's something I want to do… just so you won't forget about me when you're with your friends."

"Hmmmm?" Joe murmured, turning his back on Karen as he tucked his shirttails into his pants.

Karen grabbed the bottom of her loose, fluffy sweater and jerked it over her head. Her huge, milky tits jiggled tautly inside the lacy, confining, tight-fitting bra. Looking down, she was surprised to see that her nipples had already gotten hard. She could feel them tingling with anticipation.

She unclasped the hook-and-eye fastener between the cups of her bra and let it filter down her arms. Karen cast the bra to the floor on top of her discarded sweater.

"I don't know what time I'll be home tonight," Joe said, looking into his own personal mirror, which was fixed to the back of the clothes closet door. He was knotting his necktie. "Don't wait up for me. What was that you said about giving me something to remember you by while I'm gone? Honey, I'll only be with the guys a couple of hours."

Karen remained as quiet as possible as she stripped out of her slacks. Getting to her feet, completely naked except for a pair of sexy bikini panties, Karen put her hands on her wide hips and waited for Joe to turn around.

When Joe did turn around, his jaw dropped.

"Goddamn it, Karen, even after all these years the sight of your body gives me an instant hard-on."

He tapped his crotch, his fingertips playing along the slumbering column of cockmeat that was nestled inside.

"You're the sexiest woman I've ever known in my entire life."

Karen gave her shoulders a little shake, sending her huge, hard-nippled tits in motion. She licked her glistening red lips lewdly, suggestively. Even though she hadn't touched her cunt, she could feel the pussyjuice oozing to her pink cuntlips, making her panties stick to her.

"I want to make sure that you remember what good stuff you've got waiting for you at home," Karen said in a husky, sultry whisper. "And I don't even care if you brag about it to your buddies tonight, either."

Karen's mind was reeling as she watched her husband's prick getting steadily larger and larger inside his slacks, stretching down the leg. He had a big, beautiful cock that measured a cunt-stretching ten-inches long when it was fully hard.

"Tonight, my darling," Karen said, her voice quivering a little as she struggled with herself to say the words that she knew her husband was dying to hear. "Tonight, before you leave, I'm yours to do with whatever you want."

"Anything?" Joe's eyes widened visibly. "Mine? To do with whatever I want?"

Karen nodded her head almost imperceptibly. Her heart was pounding in her chest. There was very little she wouldn't do for the man she loved, but Joe did like some sexual things that she didn't care for, like fucking her tits and then cumming on her face.

Though Karen loved it when he titty-fucked her – she always figured her big tits and his big cock were made for each other – then shot his hot, gooey cum all over her tits, she didn't like it when he came on her face.

Also, she didn't like to ass-fuck her husband. She'd spread her asscheeks and taken his ten-inch-long cock into her asshole before, but it was always a painful experience, and Karen just didn't care for it at all.

Something told her – perhaps it was the glint in Joe's eyes – that her asshole was going to get reamed out before he took off on a drinking binge with his buddies.

"I want to give you what you want so you won't forget me here at home while you're out with your friends."

A shiver of fear rippled through Karen's curvaceous body as Joe walked boldly toward her, crossing the room in a few quick steps.

"Oh, Joe!" Karen gasped as her husband grabbed her tits.

He did it this way sometimes and it turned Karen on in a way that she really didn't understand. Normally Joe fondled her tits very softly, carefully caressing her lust-hardened nipples and sucking on them tenderly. But sometimes he was like a wildman, grabbing her tits and gouging his fingers deep into the huge mounds of feminine flesh.

He was being rough with her, and Karen felt hot pussyjuice oozing to the entrance of her cunt because of it.

Joe's powerful fingers burrowed deep into her 40D-cup tits. He cupped both tits, mauling them with his strong hands as he kissed her mouth brutally hard, thrusting his tongue between her lips.

Karen twisted her arms around Joe's neck, leaving her tits exposed for him to hungrily, passionately fondle. She groaned a little with pain when she felt his fingers twisting almost savagely one nipple. Hot bolts of pleasure and pain sizzled through her veins and her clit throbbed hotly between her cuntlips.

When the kiss finally ended, Karen turned her face away from her husband, puffing his mouth down to her neck. She squirmed as he brutalized her big, aching, passion-hungry tits.

"Take me, Joe. Any way you want me! Take me! Take me!"

Though she'd seen him this way before, Karen had never seen Joe quite this crazed with lust. Realizing that he was as turned on as she'd ever seen him delighted the big-titted brunette, letting her know that she still hadn't lost her feminine charms.

Still holding onto Karen's tits, Joe pushed her backward until the backs of her knees touched the edge of their large bed. He gave Karen a powerful shove and she fell backward, her tits bouncing crazily on her chest, spread out a little more than normal now because she was on her back. There were red marks on her tits where Joe's hands had been.

"You hot-blooded bitch!" he hissed.

Karen stifled the shriek she kept trapped in her chest when Joe grabbed her panties and ripped them off her. She lay there, her arms at her sides, legs flopping over the edge of the bed, completely naked. Joe ripped open his pants and pulled out his huge, rock-solid cock. He didn't even bother to take his shirt and tie off or push his pants down much below his cock and balls.