J Watson - Weekend wife

"Fuck me, baby," Johnny urged. "Use your ass. Move it around."

She began to move against him as he drove into her with long strokes. He was so big that she was afraid he was going to split her apart, but it was giving her too many warm and delicious feelings.

"Oh Jesus," she moaned. "You're making me feel so good, Johnny. Your cock is making me feel so good. Oh God, Johnny! Oh fuck!"

Her using the word fuck seemed to drive him on to greater urgency. His cock began to slam into her furiously, and she met his every stroke with a push of her pussy.

"Good fuck," Johnny groaned. "Fucking good. I can't stand to wait. I'm going to come. I can't stand waiting."

She felt his cock grow inside her cunt and knew somehow that he was nearing his climax. She pushed at him as she felt the first of his jism explode inside her.

"Oh yes!" Sharon cried. "Oh yes! That feels good! Oh, I can feel you coming! Oh fuck! What's happening to me? I'm dying! I can feel my pussy getting hot and wet! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh Jesus fuckkkkk!"

She drenched his spurting cock with her hot juices as she came. Nothing had ever been so good.

"Whew," Gayle said softly. "That was some story. I get hot just thinking about that magnificent cock."

"Ahhh," Mark said. "The first cock that every girl sees always seems to be the biggest."

"Whatever happened to Johnny?" Gayle asked.

"I don't really know," Sharon said. "I saw him a few times after that night, and I never really forgot him. But our paths didn't seem to cross much after that."

"Poor thing," Alan said. "I bet you went for years dreaming about him."

Sharon smiled. She reached across the table and patted Alan on the hand.

"Not really," she said. "There's always been another good-looking boy around to take his place. Like you."

"Oh no," Mark said. "Here comes Ted. I wonder what he wants?"

Ted was approaching him. He stopped beside their table and looked at them all angrily.

"So it was a plan," he said. "All of you were in it together."

"Simmer down, Ted. Relax and I won't punch you in the nose." Mark looked as if he were seriously considering punching Ted. "Now what is all this talk about some sort of plan?"

"You know what I mean," Ted said. "All four of you planned what happened so that I wouldn't get any work done yesterday."

"Why Ted," Gayle said. "How could you accuse me of being in on something like that? After all we've been to each other."

"Fuck you," Ted said savagely.

"Now Ted," Mark said, standing. "You're pushing your luck. I'm a lot bigger than you are."

Ted was trembling. His fists were clenched and for a moment Gayle thought he was actually going to take a swing at Mark, but Ted seemed to gain control of himself. Perhaps he knew that Mark could kill him if he tried to tight him.

"All right," he said. "All right, I'll leave. But I'll tell you this, sweet Sharon. The plan won't work. I don't care if I have to stay up here an extra day. I'm in no hurry to get back. I'll get my project done and I'll make a high grade on it."

Ted stalked away from their table and out the door. There was silence for a few moments. Then Sharon shrugged.

"Well," she said. "It was a nice try, guys, and I appreciate it. It was a shame it didn't work."

"After all my hard work," Gayle groaned.

"Hell it didn't," Mark said. "We'll think of something else before the day is over. But let's net worry about it now. You know something? That story of Sharon's kind of got me worked up."

Gayle reached beneath the table and traced the line of Mark's hot cock. It was as hard as a rock.

"Ummm," Gayle said. "Let's get back to the room. We've got to do some work later on."

"Much later I hope," Mark said with a leer.

They walked back to Gayle's room together. The maid had already come and made the bed up. Mark turned on the radio and found some pop music.

"Hey," he said. "I've got an idea. How about a show, girls? A little strip for us."

"Sure," Sharon said. "That sounds like fun." Mark and Alan sat down on the bed. Both Gayle and Sharon wore pant suits and they started dancing slowly to the soft music. Another record came on and it was a little faster. The girls began to speed up the tempo of their dancing. Gayle shook her hips at Alan.

"Hey!" Mark called. "Come on! Take it off! We want to see a little flesh!"

Gayle smiled seductively and began to unbutton her blouse. She slipped it off her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. She wore a flimsy white bra. She pushed her tits out at Alan.

"Look at that," Alan whispered. "Sharon, honey, are you going to let yourself be outdone?" It was evident that the boys were really getting turned on by their dancing. Sharon gave the same seductive smile that Gayle had used and slowly unbuttoned her own blouse. She took it off and threw it toward Mark.

"There," she said. "How are these for titties?" Sharon had been wearing no bra. Her well formed titties poked out at the two boys. Alan unzipped his trousers and let his cock free.

"I need to give it room to breathe," he said.

"Poor thing," Gayle said.

She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. It fell off her shoulders and she pushed her creamy-white tits at the boys. Her rosy-red nipples were already hard.

"God," Alan said. "She does have a pair of tits!"

"Why don't you kiss one, Sharon?" Mark urged. "I've never seen two girls do that."

Sharon and Gayle were still keeping time to the music. Sharon turned so that the two girls were rubbing against each other. Sharon slowly sank down to her knees. Her mouth rubbed at Gayle's crotch. Her tongue rubbed against the fabric of Gayle's pants.

"Oh God," Alan moaned. "Look at her rub her face in Gayle's crotch. Look at that."

"I can see," Mark said.

Alan had wrapped his fingers around his cock and was slowly jerking off. Gayle could see the first drops of his lubricating fluid on the tip of his cock.

Sharon was grinding her face against Gayle's crotch. Gayle couldn't stand it any longer. She stopped moving to the music and stripped off her pants. Sharon's face came back between her legs.

Through her flimsy panties, Gayle could feel Sharon's tongue licking and caressing her.

"Let me get my panties off," Gayle said.

Sharon drew back as Gayle slowly slipped them off. She was beginning to love Sharon's experienced tongue. But the boys weren't going to give them time to enjoy one another.

Alan was on her immediately. He grabbed Gayle's arm and pulled her toward the bed. As he walked, he stripped his clothes off Gayle admired his muscular body. He really did have a good looking body.

She ran her fingers across his naked chest and felt herself tingle with excitement. Her hot cunt had already been excited by Sharon's tongue. She felt herself dripping juice.

"Come on, baby," she said. "Fall down on top of me."

"No," he said. "I want you on top this time. I want to lie on my back and watch my cock going up your cunt."

He pulled her onto the bed on top of him. Gayle straddled his thighs and then moved up his body. She positioned herself just over his stiff cock.

"Do it, Gayle," Alan urged. "Swallow my cock with your cunt."

Gayle sat down on him. She felt the stiff pole slip easily up her hot pussy. She was already wet with juice and she lubricated his cock as she bounced up and down on him.

"Ahhh Jesus," Alan moaned. "Give it to me. Ahhh, baby. That feels fine. Really fine."

Gayle felt his wonderful cock going deeper and deeper inside her. She turned her head to see Sharon and Mark.

Mark was naked. Sharon was on her knees sucking lustfully on his rigid cock. It turned Gayle on even more to see Sharon's beautiful, innocent face, framed with all that golden hair, with her red lips locked around Mark's trembling pole. She watched as Mark took hold of Sharon's head and pulled her farther onto his prick.