J Watson - The unfaithful wife

"Not that way," Alan admitted.

"We'll just have to do something about that," Stella said.

Alan shivered as two pair of cool, experienced hands began massaging his cock. Their soft fingers stroked and caressed every inch of his steaming meat, but somehow they kept him from coming. He kept seeing his cream leaking onto their fingers as they played with him. They would touch their cum-smeared fingers to their lips or they would smear it on their faces and on their rigid nipples. Sometimes they would even rub it into their tangled red hair. God, he had never seen anything that made him have so powerful an erection.

He played with the young girl's titties and then with her mother's. He loved the way their soft flesh responded to his gently brushing fingers. He felt the nipples getting turgid and he heard the quick intake of breath each time he touched a really sensitive spot. He liked the idea of his fingers exciting them as much as they were exciting him.

He grabbed Stella by her hair and jerked her head around. He crushed his lips against hem. He felt her lips open in a wet, liquid warmth. He drove his tongue down into the heat of her throat.

He was aware that he was doing something that few men would ever get a chance to do. He was making it with two women. And he was determined that neither of these women would find him wanting as a man. It was hard not to just get carried away and to slam his big prick into a hole. Any hole. But right now they were controlling the action and he was content to let them.

"Oh Jesus," he groaned softly. "You're both so fucking nice!"

He thought that he couldn't have gotten much more excited than he was. He already felt like his body was burning up. His stomach was in convulsions and he knew he was going to explode if something didn't give him relief. But he had no idea of the tricks that Elaine and her daughter could perform. They were just getting started.

Stella took his long thick pecker between her fingers. She slid two fingers up close to the sensitive crown. Her cool finger felt so nice that he wanted to scream. Now he thought he was really going to get sucked.

But Stella didn't suck him. Instead she bent her head close to the bloated head of his prick and began blowing. He had never experienced a feeling like that. Her warm breath blew all over the head of his cock and made it tinge. Somehow her fingers kept him from exploding into her face.

"I think he likes this," Stella said.

"Oh Christ yes," he groaned.

"I know something else he will like," Elaine said. "In fact, I know lots of other things."

"Christ," he groaned. "You've got to do something. You're killing me."

"Ahhhhh, my sweet, sweet baby," Elaine said. "We're just getting started."

While Stella blew on the head of his cock, Elaine moved farther down and began to blow on his sensitive balls. He could feel them tighten each time her warm breath touched his sac. He wanted to drive his prick right into her mouth.

"You're all excited," Stella said. "He's leaking all over himself."

"Lick him clean, darling," Elaine said.

He sobbed out loud as he felt the tip of Stella's tongue lavishly cleaning his cock-head. She stabbed her tongue at his leaking slit and then moved her tongue around the rim of his cock in a slow, sensual movement. He was ready to push his cock into her mouth when she drew back.

"Don't get too excited," Stella warned him. "We're not ready for that yet."

"Oh fuck," he groaned. "Why are you doing this to me? You're making me crazy."

"That's the idea," Elaine said.

He felt Elaine's tongue at the bottom of his balls. His eyes widened as he felt her tongue easing down into the crack of his ass. He lifted himself up as he felt her tongue exploring places where no woman had ever explored before. He nearly died when he felt her tongue probe the entrance to his ass.

"Oh God," he groaned.

"He really likes that, Momma," Stella said, as she continued to lick the tip of his sperm-dripping cock. "He's coming more."

"Then maybe I'd better stop," Elaine said. "I wouldn't want him to get too carried away."

He was already too carried away. He could feel liquid fire shooting from his balls. Right at the last moment Stella quit blowing on his cock. Both of then pulled back and let his prick lay across his stomach.

"Don't stop," he begged. "Not now. Don't fucking stop now."

"You'll thank us in a minute," Elaine promised him. "You'll thank us for the best fucking cock-sucking a man ever got. Just relax."

He couldn't come. He wanted to. He tried but they had known just when to stop. He could feel the pressure in his balls ease off. He had never been treated this way before. It was driving him crazy.

"Oh fuck," Alan groaned. "Let me come! Let me fill your fucking mouth!"

"Be patient," Elaine said. "I promise you that you'll be satisfied."

"But I need it now!" he protested.

He couldn't hurry them. They knew exactly what they wanted to do to him and there was nothing he could do. It took a long while before he felt the tension ease from his body. His prick kept pulsating but there was no danger that he was going to come too soon.

Stella bent down and kissed his lips. Her sweet tongue probed his mouth as once again Stella took his meat into her soft fingers. She made a circle around his cock and held him tightly. Slowly her wet lips moved from his prick up over his body. He felt her tongue playing in his navel.

"Christ, eat me," he moaned.

"Be patient," Elaine said again, but her voice had laughter in it. She knew that it was like asking a little child not to eat the candy. He couldn't be patient. His nerves screamed for an end to the itching fire that threatened to burn him alive. She knew what her lips and hands made a man feel like.

She enjoyed having a man so excited over her.

Stella lowered her head far enough until, she was again blowing on the bloated head of his cock. Elaine had a new trick. One she knew would completely blow his mind. She bent low over his cock. She let her thick red hair brush against his flesh. Gently she moved her head from side to side so that her soft, silky hair was rubbing his pole.

"Oh Jesus," Alan groaned. "Oh fuck, what the fuck are you doing to me?"

The sensations were indescribable. There was something really arousing about the touch of a woman's soft hair. Each touch sent shivering chills down his back and caused more of his cum juice to leak from the slit on his cock. He was really feeling it now. He wanted to ram his thick pole down somebody's throat. It didn't matter which one.

"You Goddamn bitches," he cried. "You fucking cunts! Eat my cock! Don't tease me!"

"Oh, but we're not teasing," Stella promised him. "We're going to eat you!"

He had the feeling they must have practiced this on many young men. They were too damned good together. They never seemed to get in each other's way as they moved around his stiff rod. They had their technique down perfectly. They still couldn't let him come, but there was no part of his cock that they didn't lovingly caress. He even felt Elaine's fingertips softly scratching his scrotum. It was more than he could bare.

"Oh Jesus, Jesus," he groaned.

Finally Stella raised her head. She had a look of anticipation on her face. She licked at her lips as she looked at her mother.

"Do you want him first, Mother?" Stella asked.

"Oh yes," Elaine said. "I'm going to chew his Goddamn dick off!"

He could raise himself on his elbows and see Elaine's flushed, excited face. The redheaded woman looked as if she couldn't wait to have the length of his dick in her mouth. This was new for Alan because he had never actually met a woman who wanted to suck dick. All the women he had met, including his wife, always had to be coaxed into touching his cock with their mouths. They thought it was dirty or something. But neither redhead looked like she considered any part of his dick dirty.