Jason Cannon - Wife going down

Up and down went his hips as his cock filled and retreated from her tight pussy. She could feel his huge cockhead at the very entrance to her cunt. It hesitated and then plunged in again. Her pubic hair blended with his forming a soft mat between them. With each stroke came more cock and more power into her cunt as she felt, again and again, his balls bounce delightfully against the puckered hole of her anus.

"Oh, drive those hips, honey," Phil sighed, loving the way she was grinding her pubic bone into his.

"Fuck me, Phil! Pound my cunt with your cock!"

"I'll give it to you, honey, don't you worry!"

His grasping hands left her knees. They slid down inside her thighs. They became anchored on her spreading ass cheeks, his fingers playing, kneading.

Louise twisted under him, squealing and lunging. Her clitoris was heated by his cock until she was sure that it would explode. She felt her hot cunt juice saturate his prick as his cock made sucking sauna going in and out of her pussy.

He reached behind her and carefully slid one of his fingers into her asshole as he felt her come. It added total joy to the thrill already coursing through her pussy. When her hips came down again, his whole finger entered her rear channel. Her hips rose. Her asshole contracted around his finger. Her hips came back down and she was grabbing cock and finger from both ends at the same time.

"Oh, Phil lover, darling, that feels good as shit in my ass!"

His fingers held her ass tightly, pulling her to him. He felt his balls tingle. It was a sure sign that he was ready to come. He lunged against her with all his strength. She took the full size and heat of his cock and, with her clutching cunt, begged him for more.

A whining, loving sound escaped her lips as she felt the first wave of his hot cum shoot against the far reaches of her pussy.

Phil screamed as the vibration of his rocketing cum trembled through his body from head to toe. Again and again his meat spurted male jism into her hot hole.

Her ass made short, jerky motions and her cunt muscles contracted like a vise, milking every last drop of cum from his aching balls.

Phil raised up above her on outstretched arms. "Now that was the kind of fuck I remember you for."

Louise opened her eyes and looked up into his grinning, almost leering, face. There was something in his look that disgusted her. It made her feel that he had somehow won again.

"Get out of here, you bastard."

"Sure," he said, crawling to his feet. "I'll pick you up at eight in the morning. Keep your pussy warm!"

"You prick."

Marie had been right.

When they returned to the living room, Monty was both amazed and pleased that the other four young people were totally naked.

Valerie was with Russell now. They sat on a group of pillows in the middle of the living room floor. Other than being quite nude, they sat facing each other, talking calmly and drinking beer.

Other than their nudity, the one thing that caught Monty's eye was what they were doing while calmly talking. Valerie was nonchalantly grasping Russell's rigid cock and pumping it as if there weren't another soul in the room. Russell, in turn, had his foot against her pussy, and Monty could plainly see that all five of his toes had disappeared up the girl's cunt.

A few feet away, on the other side of the room, he could see Donna's long, tapering legs thrown high and wide into the air. Bob's head was buried in her crotch and, from the licking, slurping sounds, there was no doubt that he was eating away at her pussy like a wild man. His head bobbed rhythmically, and Donna's face was filled with the rapture caused by his plunging, lapping tongue. They, too, scented oblivious to anyone else in the room.

At the sight of so much sexual activity, Monty's prick started to regain life. He turned towards Marie to repeat their performance, but she had disappeared.

Then he felt a tugging on his cock. Val had left Russell and now stood by Monty's side. He slid into a chair.

"Axe you having a good time?" Val asked him, climbing into his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck.

She could feel his hard cock pressing into her ass as she squirmed down against him. Pushing her naked tits against his hard chest, she clamped her hot lips to his quivering mouth. Growling sounds slipped from her throat.

"Yeah… yeah, a great time," Monty finally gasped when her lips left his.

"I told Marie that you have a beautiful dick. She wanted to try it out in private before the party really got started. Did you give her as good a fuck as you gave me last week?"

"I… I think so," Monty stammered.

"I was a little jealous," Val giggled.

Before Monty could say more, she had slipped from his lap and grabbed his meat. "Owwww, pretty, hard prick," she cooed. She didn't waste any time satisfying the hunger for cock that burned in her belly. Reaching out, her fingers grasped the thickness of his fully erect prick, and began working up and down the length of the hard flesh. Opening her lips as wide as she could, she plunged the swollen head of his tool into her steaming mouth.

Her fat tits dragged against Monty's naked skin as she slithered down to her knees. While Val stuffed more and more of his fat prick into her mouth, her fingers caressed the hardness of his hairy buttocks.

Ramming his hips forward, Monty felt her hands parting the spheres of his ass. As his prick pushed its way deep into the tightness of her throat, he felt a soft finger against the puckered rim of his asshole.

He was just on the verge of blowing a load of hot cum into her throat when a blood-curdling scream erupted from the pile of pillows on the floor.

Valerie's head popped from his cock. "Oh shit, Marie's gonna do her tricks!"

"She's what?" Monty asked, seeing Bob's head come from between Donna's legs and turn to the center of the room with a look of rapt anticipation on his face.

"You'll see," Val said, pulling him down beside her on the rug. "Marie's a real exhibitionist. Whenever a party looks like it's getting a little slow, she goes into her act!"

Everybody crawled across the carpet until they were lying in a ring around Marie, on their bellies. All the faces had that concentrated look of fanatic lust that Monty had seen on Bob's a second before.

Marie lay on her back with one heel pressed tightly to the slit of matted pussy hair between her already throbbing thighs. With her hands she massaged the straining whiteness of her upthrust tits, kneading and pulling on them until it looked as though she would rip them loose from her chest.

"Ooooohhhh," she groaned aloud. "I can see a big, fat, hard cock fucking in and out of me when I press my heel into my own cunt! I love to play with my titties. I love to stretch and hurt the nipples!"

Monty had seen the same look of contorted lust on the girl's face just a few minutes before, upstairs, beneath his pounding body. But now, for some reason, watching Marie bring herself to a peak of sexual readiness, it was even more exciting for him. He reached over, found Val's hand, and wrapped it around his cock.

She smiled at him. "Wait 'til she really gets going!"

Marie was rolling her head from side to side, obviously making sure that she had everyone's attention.

Then she let loose with a shrill scream of pained frustration and flipped her body over on the pillows. She lay on her stomach, pressing the rigid bud of her clitoris tightly against the padding, attempting to put out the fire that she screamed raged there.

From Monty's and Val's vantage point, they could look directly up between her thighs and see the gaping gash of her hair-ringed cuntal slit.

"Is that your cum dripping out of her cunt?" Valerie whispered to Monty.