Heather Brown - Wayward wife

In a single thrust he was inside her rosy, tight ass at least six inches, a fact which could be confirmed by Ginny's screaming. "Oh God," she cried, "this time you've killed me. I love it!"

I seized the exposed area of his prick with my mouth, gradually skidding toward his balls as he stiffly worked the extra inches into Ginny's ass. Finally he was inside her to the hilt, and I was cupping his salty balls with my fingers and tongue, stuffing them into my mouth like a glutton. When both nuts were in my mouth I tightened my lips and tugged at his scrotum, agitating the sperm already churning inside.

"Now Ron!" Ginny's voice surprised me with its urgency. "Switch off!"

His balls tore from my mouth as his dick pulled abruptly out of Ginny's asshole, and then socked solidly back inside her pussy.

"Switch off!" she called again, and then he was out of her pussy, cuming again for her ass.

Ooooomph! Up inside her ass again and then out again.

Sliding wetly within her saturated cunt, his hairy balls pressed against the top of her cunt because of the rear entry, scratching her clit.

Then, slurrrrp, out of her pussy and back to the crimson blotch of her asshole.

In there… and then out with a squish.

Back to the cunt. Stuffing to the hilt… Then her cunt is abruptly empty once more as her ass is filled with hot, throbbing cock.

His cock was a blur, engorging one fucking canal, and then the other. Now in her anus and then in her cunt… then back to her asshole each orifice a foaming wound.

Instead of hurting her slim, developing nymphet's body, the severity of Ron's attack on her two love-holes drove Ginny wilder and wilder, the "switch-off" between her ass and pussy just making her twice as aroused. Her mouth sucked at my cunt like it was trying to drain me dry, bucket after bucket of thick, rich juice flowing from my pussy, as she tried to turn me on along with her.

Ginny's tongue was like a hot lance against the tender walls of my pussy, miraculously touching all the right places. With her expert licking I started to really come after having experienced dozens of miniature orgasms. With Ginny's insistent mouth on my pussy, and her tongue shooting inside, the interior of my cunt twisted like a knot. Then it exploded, an ocean of cream bathing her sucking face.

Ron's cock was still in her ass, but now it was withdrawing. He swung out of her anus, circling his prick as he prepared to guide it into her hotly awaiting cunt. At the top of the loop, I seized his arcing prick, closing my hands in tight fists around it so the monster couldn't get away. I was determined that nothing was going to get in the way of me sampling its final treasure.

I violently squeezed his dick, pumping at it to draw the come from his balls. His prick-head swelled grotesquely from the pressure, throbbing purplishly, the vertical smile at the tip transformed into a leering jagged gash drooling a viscous glob of seeping semen.

But then, before I could wrap my lips around the head of his cock, he abruptly came. Between my clutching fingers I could feel the first load of his sperm barreling up the shaft of his prick like a runaway locomotive.

The spurting come splashed lubriciously all over the hairy, pink target between Ginny's parted ass and thighs, sticky gobs of white semen clinging to the ridges of her anus and dripping from the folds of her pussy. Her two joy-holes were covered with the milk of thick male slime, her asshole creating miniature bubbling love-farts when escaping air rippled through the heavy cream.

I knew the capacity of Ron's cock to come and keep on coming, so I didn't worry about missing anything. With the come still spurting in a molten jet, I threw my open mouth down around his prick. Not taking it all the way, I left enough space for his cock to fill my mouth with come again and again, delightedly swallowing each new blast of delicious jizz.

Between my legs, my pussy gushed uncontrollably while my body orgasmically convulsed. My climax drenched Ginny's face, spewing out the sticky discharge of female orgasm with utterly no stops.

The daisy chain quivered and tensed, jumped and jolted. We wallowed together in the softness of the mattress, the gooey lubrication of spurting semen, and the flowing pussy juice.

Our sweaty, naked bodies slid against each other like we were coated with axle grease, each new movement by one of us immediately bringing an unprecedented thrill to the genitally connected others.

And then, finally, Ginny's ass and pussy were glistening pink, the last slick of Ron's come licked clean. I turned toward Ginny, finding her sticky face and pressing my lips to her mouth.

I had purposely kept one last load of male come in my mouth, puffing my cheeks to accommodate all of it. Now, as our lips pressed together, it spilled into Ginny's mouth, my gift to her as we shared a long, lingering, spermy soul-kiss.

Finally we were all finished coming, and collapsed into a tired, wet heap of naked flesh on my hopelessly stained bedspread. Our arms and legs were as limp as dishrags, and Ginny's and my love-holes were like sliced wounds, glistening in their throbbing openness. We had gone so far, the coming had been so intense, that even Ron's prodigious cock had started to wilt, lazily drooling a last few drops of thick residual sperm.

I wrapped my hand around his semi-erect staff, smiling to myself with the knowledge that it would never grow completely limp as long as there was even a hint of sex in the air. That's the way it was with young men, I thought warmly, as I lovingly gripped my son's cock.

Ginny's nubile pussy was only inches from my face, framed by the golden cheeks of her adorable ass. I nuzzled in between her buns, and rested my lips against her pussy, loving its pungent scent of exhaustion mixed with its perpetual adolescent freshness.

God, how I loved my children in their infinite ability to fuck and suck and still retain their youthful freshness. Being with them, and doing it with them, peeled the years off me – every one of those ten years of mated drudgery and made me feel as young and carefree as they were.

It's funny, but as I lay there with my hand around Ron's cock, and my mouth nestling against Ginny's pussy, I didn't feel dirty or old at all. I felt young… and innocent.

It turned out, of course, that Ron's growing gardening business was really a racket by the sharpie to fuck half the housewives in the suburb, and get paid for it besides. By the number of crummy lawns I started noticing on every block, I knew the teen was probably getting rich.

Surprisingly enough, I was able to accept sharing Ron with others. Although, come to think of it, maybe it wasn't so surprising after that incredible afternoon with him and his girlfriend, Ginny Mims. In any case, I started to regard Ron's cock like it was a natural resource. It was like Old Faithful, the legendary geyser at Yellowstone Park, destined to go off no matter what.

After I'd given Ron a taste for fucking at the beginning of the summer, it was a cinch that his hyperactive teenage libido was going to make him want more and more. There was no one person who could give him enough. And rather than have him jacking off to relieve the constant pressure on his balls, it seemed reasonable to let other women in my fix share the milk of his ever-stiff prick in their cunts. It if helped them ease their frustrations at being human dustmops, like I'd been before I met Ron… well, why not?

The only problem was that Ron had become so busy with his stud service that the frequency of his visits started to drop off. I could hardly complain after I'd agreed the unselfish thing to do was share him with the neighbors, but, meanwhile, I was finding myself getting hornier and hornier without his cock inside me whenever I wanted it.