Brad Harris - The preacher_s wife

"Mmmmm," the redhead moaned as she twisted on his throbbing prick. "Mmmmmm, what a hard cock! Ooooooh! I like it!"

She was fucking Dr. Painter! She had worked her professor into the most intense desire she'd ever seen on a man's face. She had gotten him so horny for her that he was almost paralyzed from it. He was giving her the fuck she'd been planning on. The other fucks were only preliminary. This was the real thing!

The first time had been on the way up to the workshop. She had slipped across the seat of the car as soon as they drove off the campus of Hillcrest. She snuggled against him, delighting in the touch of their thighs, in the pressure of her tits against his arm. She had watched the swelling in his groin. Slowly she had begun to caress along his thigh as they drove. By the time they reached the second roadside park, his cock was beyond control.

"I thought we might need to take a break," he muttered in a hoarse voice as he parked the car. "I need a rest."

Maggie had no doubt why he had stopped the car, why he had selected the secluded park. She slipped from the car. She knew he'd follow her. She knew he'd be right behind her swinging ass. She'd worn her tightest slacks. The way they cupped and displayed her ass, Harold Painter would be following. He'd also want to check out the tits that thrust so provocatively against her satin blouse.

"Maggie," he sighed as he wrapped his arms about her and pressed his swollen cock against her ass. "Ohhhh, Maggie, are we really alone? Are we really off for a weekend together?"

His hands came over her tits, softly cuddling them. Her body was humming in anticipation. One hand dropped from her tits and grabbed her pussy. He increased the pressure on her cunt until she was gasping. She turned in his arms and offered her lips to him.

"Mmmmmm," she sighed. "Mmmmmm."

She let him slip his hand inside her blouse and feel her tits. She caressed his cock through the pants. Hal had a healthy cock, healthy as hell. It was throbbing wildly, straining against its confinement. She pressed her hand firmly against it and felt his body jerk with his rising demand for her.

"I'm going to find out about that pussy you've been offering me all term," he muttered. "I'm going to see just how much pussy you do have to offer."

"All you'll ever need," she teased as he lowered her onto the grass. "As much as you can possibly handle. More than you can ever use up this weekend."

"Then we'd better get an early start on that," he muttered, opening her slacks and drawing them down her thighs. She let him pull her panties down as she struggled to get his cock out into the fresh air. She held his throbbing pecker as he mounted her. She held it and pointed it against the lips of her cunt. He needed a quickie to get the edge of his cock. He might need several quickies before she got the fuck she was really after. Good! She needed to lose her own sharp edge of passion as well.

She shuddered in delight as he eased his cock into her pussy, then he unbuttoned her blouse and claimed her excited tits for his own.

"Just want to show you what the weekend is all about," he panted. "Just want to break you in with a fast fuck. Later, I'll take my time with you. Right now, though, I have to get at least a little taste of that pussy."

"Taste it!" she offered. "Take this pussy as often as you like. Get your cock settled down before we get up there."

He settled his cock into her pussy. He ran his long prick into her and began to pump slowly and steadily. Maggie shivered at the sensations which swirled through her cunt and through her body. She hunched her cunt over his prick, urging him to release all the passion that had built up over the months. She wrapped her legs around him and rode him as he fucked her.

"Ooooooh!" she gasped as his peak began to build. "Oooooh, fuck me, Hal! Fuck me harder! Quickly, Hal! Fuck me! Ooooooeeeee!"

He responded to her urging. His cock rammed wildly in her. His hands rubbed roughly over her tits. He thrust harder and deeper until her cunt began to shudder.

"Oooooeeeee!" she shrieked as he unloaded his cum in her. She shuddered. She tingled. She soared.

The orgasm which was now building in her as she bounced over Hal was of a different order. This fuck was as slow and thorough as the first had been quick and tense.

Her body shivered with deep, shattering throbs as Hal hunched his ass upwards from the bed, plunging his cock deep into her and driving her upward to the ceiling. She watched the ripple of his muscles. She smiled at the soft expression of pleasure on his face. She rode him as her passion mounted to a height she'd never experienced before. She felt it roaring upwards inside her. She felt the power ready to explode through her. She suddenly was shaken by the erotic drive of her passion.

She was paralyzed! She was frozen! She was unable to moan in the sudden whirling orgasm that possessed her. She gasped and panted as he began to drive his cock slowly and deeply into her. She lay back in helpless rapture while he fucked her.

"Uhhmmmmm!" he moaned as he began to shudder violently. "Ohhhhh, Maggie! Maggie! Maggie! I've never had such a fuck! Never fucked such a woman! Ohhhh! Maggie!"

She lay panting and trembling while her body was racked by the deepest spasms she'd ever imagined possible. Hal roared through his orgasm, his cock spewing inside her as it joined the frantic pulsing of her cunt.

He gasped with her. He hugged her violently. He pumped furiously, then began rocking her from side to side as their panting, clawing bodies tossed on the bed.

"Ahhhh!" he finally cried out as he drained the last of his cum into her. "Ahhhhh! I fucked the most gorgeous woman of all! I fucked Maggie! I fucked her! Ooooooh!"

She was finally able to breathe. She finally recovered her control over her body, over her voice. Maggie clutched his limp body and kissed him frantically.

"Oooooh!" she gasped. "Ooooooh, I never had it like that before. I never had such an orgasm as that one. Ooooooh, Hal! Hal! I adore it! Oooooooh, I love it!"

She lay beneath him, enjoying the spasms that would still shake his body from time to time. She hugged his cock with her cunt, having no intention of allowing it to withdraw. No way! She was going to fuck, then rest and fuck again.

Hal Painter looked down at the vision of loveliness beneath him. She'd been good in the roadside park on the grass. She'd been better in the bed when they first checked in at the conference, but nothing like just now.

This afternoon she'd been beyond belief. He'd never had so much woman, so much pussy. He wasn't about to let anything like a little work interfere with this piece of tail.

The motel manager watched the beautiful redhead walk out the door and turn down the walk toward the cottages.

Damn, what a luscious hunk of tail! He watched the flow of her skirt as she went past the window, watched the thrust of those magnificent tits against her blouse. What a piece of pussy! That guy, MacDonald, must be a hell of a man.

First, the slender brunette had shown up with him. Now this sexy redhead had come in to get a key to his room. If the young man was too occupied with the brunette, then the manager would be happy to take care of the red-haired doll.

Maggie walked quietly toward Loren's room. He'd taken one of the small apartments for the weekend. She had expected him up. She'd had no doubt that her letter about Susan would bring such a result. Now she had to find out what kind of marriage she had.

She knew that Mary Alice had come over with him to the motel. Now she would discover how resistant Loren might be to a seductive woman. She stepped to the door and slipped the key in as softly as possible. If Loren heard her, it would ruin the entire experiment.