Perry Verihard - Lustin And Teasin

"In me! Shove it in me!" Darlene cried.

With a violent jerk of his hips Chuck slammed his cock far into the juicy hug of her churning cunt. She lifted up, grimaced with the sudden, stretching pain, pounded against him to get it all while it was creaming.

"God, I'm sorry," he moaned. "It's just that… "

"Shhhh… " Darlene whispered as her hips slowed and she comfortably worked her pussy up and down the long cock. She felt the semen trickling inside her, foaming, painting the walls of her still-hungry cunt.

"If we wait a while I can get it back up," he mumbled.

She looked up into his embarrassed face and smiled. A warm smile. He smiled back. Then she said, "Don't talk about getting it back up until it goes down. Chuck."

He laughed and felt her talented hips still working against him. His erect cock was working inside her, still up but not quite as hard as before. Then she pulled herself away from him until the thick cock head slid from the kiss of her pussy lips.

"Get on your back," she softly whispered.

He lay back and watched as she pushed her long hair to one side of her neck and lowered her face down over the red, smeared pole. She kissed the red tip which had lost much of the former flare. Then she licked up and down the beautiful pecker until all the sperm residue was scrubbed off and sucked into her mouth. After swallowing the delicacy down Darlene opened her lips and surrounded the pulpy cock-head.

Chuck was delirious. He never expected things to work out so well'… especially with some married housewife he met at that damned supermarket. He felt smug, happy, he had told her he was twenty-five… he'd only added three years. But it worked, now be bad a real woman, a mature woman, a mother, and a woman who liked to suck cocks!

That was the best part. Most the girls be knew from the beach were okay, they'd put out if you got them stoned or drunk at a party, some were real wild broads. But none of them ever had the gumption to drop right down and suck on his big cock. Not one. And now, here be was with a real knock-out and she had his cock in her mouth, come-covered, fresh from her cunt and all!

Darlene circled the spade-like head with her lips and gave it a firm suck until she felt the warmth returning. It was a nice young pecker and she knew it would take very little to firm it back up. She massaged across the tip with the flat of her tongue before pressing down. The growing cock-head filled her mouth and moved deep toward her throat. She knew she couldn't take the whole thing inside, so she settled for swirling her lips and tongue around it in a barber-pole fashion.

Chuck never felt anything so great in all his life. He thought he was going to come again, cream right inside her gulping mouth! But it was a false alarm, a definite sign though that he was ready once again.

Darlene was aware of it too. He was somewhat disappointed when she pulled her lips from his wet cock but didn't say anything. She straddled his well-toned body and, holding the cock upright with one hand, sat on it. The fat rod pressed into the still moist. Cream dripping pussy lips. They parted open and swallowed the cock with as much warmth as her mouth had.

She leaned forward and rested a hand on each of his smooth shoulders. They smiled at each other just as they did over the cheek-out counter. But Chuck was no longer stuffing eggs into a paper bag, he was filling her grocery basket with a piece of meat any butcher would be proud to display.

"You're so big," she said. "You feel good."

"You too," he answered. He never was much for conversation at such times.

"I can feel the flare of your glans robbing into me. The thickness of your head stretching me wide open, making me all wet and hot."

He lifted his hips up and gave her a deep plunge. She grimaced, then smiled, then ground her twat down hard on the plunging root. Her whole pussy was shaking around the column of muscular flesh, glorying with the deep, filling, cooking stick.

She humped up and down, first slowly, then rapidly. The meaty roundness of her rump was slapping down on his thighs, filling the air with the sounds of flesh beating against flesh. The thick knob was quickly exciting her, the whole dream of meeting a golden-fleshed young prince on the beach to have a secret afternoon of abandoned sex was coming true. And the best part, the most satisfying part was yet to come.

Chuck grabbed at the humping softness of her ass and stared at her breasts as they flopped up and down wildly. Her hair was whipping about her shoulders, sweat covered her lip and she closed her eyes. The woman was going insane on his cock! Loving to drop hard, take it all, stuff it up in there where it does the most good!

He squeezed her buns and slid a finger into the crack of her ass as she had done to him earlier. She bolted up and down fiercely, wormed his cock in and out, back and forth, banged like a crazed beast. Then he felt his cock quivering, felt the deep heat in his balls, the pressure in his loins and knew be was about to climax again. He tensed, tried to hold it back.

"No, don't!" she cried. "Relax! Let it come! Let it pump inside me! Fill me with your beautiful sperm!"

He relaxed but she clipped her cunt against him at an even faster rate. He knew he could never match her speed so he just held still with his cock inside her. She was handling the work for both of them.

She gulped for air the heat was unbearable, she was covered with sweat but knew it was now all worth it, The glow of satisfaction was now signaling inside her. A deeply intense, mysterious sensation of fullness; completeness, total ecstasy was taking her over. She held tight to his shoulders as the control over her own hips disappeared. Her body was now running itself and all she had to do was enjoy it.

Chuck jerked upward and tensed. She felt the eruption of his warm jism inside her. A thick gush of great volume pumped into her hole and' suddenly she was bursting with happiness. Her body wracked uncontrollably, spasms shuddered throughout her torso as the golden cock drove her into the realm of climax.

"Yes! Oh God! It's sooooo good!" she screeched.

"Uggggh!" He moaned as his cock spewed more and more cream inside her sucking cunt.

Her pussy was stuffed to the maximum with hard, cream-pumping cock and she knew this was the stuff dreams are made of. She had to struggle for breath as the ripples of extreme pleasure rumbled through her. She knew the dream of only one hidden meeting was now just that-a dream. The reality of it was she'd be a fool to limit this ecstasy to just one single afternoon.

Ken Williams nervously got out of his car and stared at the sprawling stone building. It was enormous, just like he'd expect a convalescent hospital to be. He cut across a stone path leading to the main entrance and met a receptionist in the marble-walled lobby.

"Dr. August has his office at the end of the aisle to your left," she said.

With a mumbled, "Thanks," Ken turned the comer and headed down the proper hallway. That's when he almost tripped. Over a woman. An ugly woman kneeling on the floor with a scrub brush, bucket, several rags hanging off the tie belt around her massive waist.

"Hey! Watch where you're walking!" she shrieked with a toothless snarl.

"Oh? I'm sorry," apologized Ken. His eyes fell on the lumped formation of her formidable backside, then with a wrench in his guts he noticed her legs. Gnarled, hairy, and worst of all covered with varicose veins. Dark blue, her fat legs looked like road maps.

"Just watch where you're going!" she barked and resumed the scrubbing of the floor.

He looked away quickly but the image of her gray, messed hair, the two or three remaining teeth in her loose-lipped mouth, the wart on her chin, and an obvious mustache remained with him until he reached the glass door with the black-lettered title, "Dr. August."