R Finch - Sinful wife

I'd spent all my life in Rolla, Missouri, and it looked like I was going to spend the rest of it here, too. At twenty-four I was pretty much settled in, with no way I could ever see of getting away. My husband Blake was a long-distance truck driver, Rolla his home as much as it was mine, but maybe since he was often gone for days at a time, it didn't seem so bad to him living here in the middle of nowhere.

It wasn't so bad when he was home, but when he'd head out on one of his long runs to California or maybe even Maine, I'd get so lonely I'd sometimes start to cry. All the men in town would know when he was gone and – me being long-legged and slim-hipped and having tits as round as could be – I'd more than once get asked to strip down and climb into the nearest bed.

Sometimes I did and sometimes I didn't, depending on who it was doing the asking, but all in all I got my fair share of fucking on the tide. After all, I was a young woman with the same sex drives as anyone else and if my husband wasn't around to satisfy my horniness, well, I wasn't about to wait until he was. Of course, Blake would kill me if he ever found out.

He'd been home for three days now and we'd been fucking up a storm, our times together as good as anyone could possibly ask for. He'd made me cum a couple of dozen times in the short time he'd been home, but now he was getting ready to leave again – this time for Florida – and I was already beginning to feel the loneliness I knew would hit me when he walked out the door.

"Becky, what's wrong?" Blake asked me kiddingly. "You look like your best friend just died or something."

I went up and put my arms around him, hugging his muscular frame. He felt so good next to me, so solid. "I miss you so much when you're gone," I said softly, putting my head against his shoulder. "I really miss you when you're gone."

"I miss you, too," he smiled, "but it's my job and there's nothing I can do about it. We'd starve if I wasn't working and there's really nothing else I know but driving."

I was wearing denims and a light summer blouse without a bra and he reached up and squeezed one of my tits gently, cupping it in his large hand. My pink nipple hardened just at his touch, swelling into taut erection. He squeezed my other tit and a second later I was grabbing for his cock.

"Give me a good humping before you leave," I whispered. "Fuck me so I'll remember what I'm waiting for."

He scooped me right off the floor in his arms and carried me into the bedroom. Both of us were naked in no time at all and then he had me spread out on the bed with my legs apart and his weight on top of me.

I spread my legs still wider, raising my bare ass up off the bed some so he could get at me better, and he shoved his hard cock straight up my slippery cunt. I gasped with the wanton sensation of his huge prick sliding into my hot snatch, my knees opening wider still as he rammed his meat up my hole.

My firm tits were pressed into his chest and I could feel his throbbing cock all the way up my snatch. He started fucking me and I started moaning, my ass moving up and down while his rigid pole of man-meat plunged in and out of my tight cunt. His balls were swinging back and forth and slapping into my squirming ass-cheeks, his massive prick ramming deeper and deeper into my quivering snatch.

His hips moved faster with each thrust and the harder he fucked me the more I loved it. His big prick kept slamming up into my juicy pink cunt and I was clutching wildly at his back and shoulders, my bare legs thrashing.

Blake was holding down my hips, and then he worked his hands under the rubbery cheeks of my bouncing ass, his finger digging into my soft flesh and puffing my hairy crotch even tighter to his. He was stabbing me harder and harder with his cock and I was trembling all over with the fire racing through my loins.

Groaning all the louder, I began working my churning thighs up over his hips. His prick was pistoning in and out of my sopping snatch and his breath was hot and hard against my neck, his hips pumping furiously.

I managed to get my quaking legs up around his back and then my cunt-hole was wide-open to him, his thick cock slamming into the very depths of my snatch and starting to bottom out. I writhed and squirmed while he fucked the hell out of me, his cock battering my cunt to pieces.

The feel of his massive prick deep in my wetly gripping cunt was driving me wild, his balls slamming into my ass-cheeks still harder and spurring me on. I was groaning and gasping for air, my ass bouncing up and down and my pussy getting humped the way it loved being humped.

Both of us were sweating like crazy and the strong smell of my wet cunt was heavy in the air. My oily-slick juices were oozing out of my snatch and running down into the fleshy crack of my ass, my crotch and thighs and ass dripping wet with twat-cream.

Blake's rigid cock just kept driving deeper into my tight snatch, his bulbous cock-head parting and then filling the slick opening between my slippery cunt-walls. He was fucking me furiously and I was fucking him right back, my thighs and ass pumping to take his long cock still deeper in my hot cunt.

I had my legs crossed behind his back and every time he rammed his prick up my snatch, my ass raised up off the bed, my knees bending and my cunt gaping open wetly. His prick kept sliding in and out of my cunt-hole and his balls kept swinging and banging into my ass, all the while both of us getting closer and closer to getting off.

"Oh, God!" I groaned in Blake's ear. "Oh, you're flicking the shit out of me! Shove your big cock deeper up my snatch! Fuck me even harder! Ohhhhh, God, I love the way you fuck me, I love having your hard prick in my cunt! Fuck me harder, fuck me harder! Keep ramming your cock up my cunt! Ohhhhhh! Ram your prick in my snatch, ram it in deeper! Deeper! Ohhhhhh! You're fucking me so good! You're fucking me so damned good! Fill my cunt-hole up with your big prick, shove it up me as far as you can! Give me all of your cock, give me every inch of your cock in my cunt! Ohhhhhhh!"

Blake was cramming his cock as deep as he could push it up my wet snatch, ramming it into me and then pistoning it back out. I was working my ass with a frenzy, pumping my hips as he slammed his cock as hard as possible into my cunt.

His swollen cock-head kept bottoming out each time he shoved it into my snatch, and I was jerking and squirming under him, taking the full length of his giant prick and wanting even more. My cunt-juices were flowing and soaking everything they touched, a steady trickle of warm liquid running from the crack of my snatch and seeping down to cover my throbbing asshole.

Blake was working his hands along the cheeks of my ass and then his fingers found my stretched out asshole. He poked a finger deep up my butt, and I stiffened beneath him with a sharp moan, the sensation of having his rigid cock slamming into my snatch and his finger working in and out of my asshole almost more than I could stand.

He kept fucking my snatch and finger-fucking my asshole, his hips moving a mile a minute and his fingers digging even deeper in my shitter. He was gritting his teeth and his expression was intense, his breath and mine ragged and getting more so.

My hot thighs were clamped around his pumping hips and my ass was coming up off the bed faster and faster, my entire body straining as I tried to take his mammoth cock still deeper up my snatch. I could feel his cock deep in my cunt, and it was throbbing like crazy, the solid shaft of his driving prick filling my snatch almost to bursting.

"Cum in my pussy!" I gasped. "Shoot your wad in my cunt and let me feel your cum! Fill my snatch up with your cum! Fuck me faster, faster, faster! Shoot your nuts off in my cunt, shoot all your cum right up my cunt! Ohhhhh, God! It feels so good when you fuck me, it's driving me crazy. Fuck me harder, harder! Ram your cock up my cunt and cum in me, cum every ounce of your cum in my cunt-hole! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"