Nick Eastwood: X-rated wife

Then one afternoon Jack slipped in the back door and found her running the vacuum. When she saw him, Robin let out a yelp of surprise. Jack grinned at her and turned the machine off, then swept her into his arms for a steaming deep tongue-kiss.

Robin thought she'd come right then and there as she rubbed her swollen mound against his stiff cock. They were instantly hot for each other. There was no need for any seduction, flirting or discussion. They broke the kiss and headed for the bedroom. When they got there, they stripped as fast as they could.

"Oh, Jack, I'm so glad you're here!" Robin cried. "I was thinking about you all week!"

"Same here," Jack said as he skinned out of his shorts. "At the office I kept thinking about you and getting hard-ons. Is Gary suspicious at all?"

"No," Robin said. "How about Patty?"

"She doesn't have a clue," he grinned.

Naked, they tumbled onto the bed and kissed and pawed each other. Robin was creaming furiously, soaking her slit with the molten cream. All she could think about was taking Jack's big hard cock again. For once, she didn't even care about foreplay.

"Oh, fuck me, honey, fuck me right now," she begged hoarsely. "I can't do without it another second."

"Robin, you're my kind of woman," Jack chuckled.

She just wished she was still Gary's kind of woman, but apparently that was over. She just had to do the best she could, even if that meant taking a lover. She was glad she had Jack to satisfy her hot needs, otherwise she'd be crazy with frustration.

Jack rolled over onto her, and she spread her legs wide and let him sink down between them. She didn't need any foreplay, any warm up. She'd been hot and ready for days now. As he fucked into her, she threw back her head and howled with ecstasy.

"Ohhhhh, yesssss!" she wailed. "Stick it in me, honey, fuck me good!"

Those were the words Gary heard as he walked into the house.

He stopped still and listened. He'd heard the words clearly, and they were in his wife's voice, but he just couldn't believe it. He'd never thought Robin was the type to cheat. There had to be some other explanation, and suddenly one came to him. He grinned broadly.

He figured Robin was masturbating. He wouldn't blame her one bit if she was. He knew he wasn't giving her the kind of loving she was used to, now that their sex life had gotten so routine and dull. Yes, his wife was probably beating off and fantasizing.

Gary debated what to do. He'd gotten off work early so he could go make it with Margot, but he'd thought it wise to report home first and tell Robin some story. He could leave now and be with his mistress, or he could stay and see just what his wife was up to.

He heard more hoarse moans from Robin, and he made up his mind. It turned him on to think of spying on her as she beat off. He was up for kinky adventures, anything for relief from the boring routine of married sex. He slipped off his shoes and padded silently to the master bedroom door. It was slightly ajar.

Still grinning fiendishly, Gary pecked into the room. Then his jaw dropped. He went white. He stared for a moment, then blinked, pinched himself, and looked again. No, his eyes hadn't played tricks on him.

Robin wasn't indulging in a solitary masturbation fantasy. She was fucking Jack Ross.

"Mmmmm, honey, yessss!" she gurgled. "Fuck me good and hard! I'm so horny for you, Jack, I just gotta come!"

Gary went from white to red, from shock to fury. How could his wife cheat on him? And how could his close buddy Jack do this to him? He wanted to race in there and strangle them both. But he forced himself to stay still and quiet. He needed to think things out.

The only problem was, it was hard to think straight when he was watching his beautiful blonde wife fucking his buddy. Robin's pretty face was a horny mask, her voice hoarse with pleasure. She was fucking right back at Jack, jerking her hips to his deep hard thrusts.

Gary hadn't seen her so lusty in months. Of course he knew he had only himself to blame for that. He hadn't done much to turn her on.

No wonder she was going crazy with excitement. Jack was giving her the long delicious fucking she must have been craving.

"Ooooh, shit, ooooh!" she wailed. "You're doing it to me so good, Jack!"

Gary felt another flash of anger, but it quickly dissolved. He realized that he felt more aroused than angry. Really, he couldn't blame Robin for looking elsewhere for sex. Hell, wasn't he doing the same thing himself? How could he approve cheating for himself but not for his wife?

Yes, he was getting aroused, all right. It was crazy, but he couldn't deny it. He felt his balls swelling and his cock stiffening, sharply tenting his pants. He watched Jack's cream-soaked boner hammering in and out of Robin's squirting cunt, and he almost growled with lust.

"Harder, Jack!" Robin sobbed. "Make me come!"

Jack went into high gear. His trim ass knotted and jerked as he fucked into Robin like a pile driver. Her big ripe tits wobbled and shook against his hair-matted chest, and she clawed his shoulders and moaned steadily. The louder she moaned, the more excited Gary became.

He knew his wife better than anybody did, and he knew right where she was at. She started arching her body, raising it till her ass left the bed, and Gary knew she was rubbing her clit against Jack's hammering prick, letting the hot friction take her over the edge.

"Unnnnhhh, yesssss, I'm comingggggg!" she screamed.

"Awwwwww, shit, unnnngggghhhhhh!" Jack yelped.

He went on yelping as he hammered his load into her greedily sucking cunt. Gary watched his wife taking another guy's load, and to his surprise he didn't feel even a twinge of jealousy. All he felt was maddening horniness. Maybe he was some kind of pervert, but he couldn't help it.

"Oooooh, Jack, I'm coming so good!" Robin sobbed. "Ooooooh, yesssss!"

Gary wanted to whip out his cock and jack off, but he remembered Margot. He was saving that hard-on for her. He'd slip over to her place in just a minute or so, but first he wanted to see how this scene turned out. Jack and Robin finally rolled apart, sighing with satisfaction.

"Mmmmmm, that was great," Robin gurgled.

"For openers," Jack chuckled.

"Yeah," she said, leering at him, "for openers."

Then she rolled to her knees beside him and picked up his cream-soaked cock. Bending down low, she stuck out her little pink tongue and began licking his cock. Jack snorted with excitement. His eyes glowed lustily as he watched his friend's beautiful blonde wife licking his cock.

"Yeah, baby, that'll do the job real fast," he said.

It was certainly doing the job for Gary. His cock was practically tearing its way out of his pants. It was achingly hard, and his balls felt ready to burst. He was tempted to run over to Margot's house right away, yet he couldn't tear himself away from this scene. He had to know what Jack and Robin did next.

It was pretty clear what Robin was up to. She was trying to get Jack's cock hard again, and she was doing a damned good job of it. She swished her hot wet tongue around and around the head of his cock, making him shiver and sigh with arousal. Gary knew how good she was at giving head.

Like a fool, he hadn't encouraged her to do it much lately, and this was the result. She was hungry for cock, and she was satisfying her thirst with another man. But Gary couldn't feel angry about it. He just kept getting hornier as he watched her tongue Jack's cock.

"Mmmmmmm!" she gurgled, lashing Jack's prick faster and faster.

Jack was responding now, snorting with arousal. His prick lurched into stiffness, pushing Robin's fingers wide apart. The head of his cock swelled into a big purple knob. Then thick globs of cream began to ooze up in his piss hole. Robin eyed the hot juice and gurgled hungrily.