Carole Wilson - Video Games

Again she saw the image of herself smiling provocatively, walking towards the couch and lying down on it, her throbbing tits rich and full, her skirt high and legs spread lewdly exposing her soft white panties and a few strands of softly escaping pussy curls.

"Please! Stephan, please put them away. Better yet, throw them away!"

She looked down at her naked tits spilling from her sundress and noticed that her nipples were hard with desire. Could it be that these movies excited her? Was she so low as to allow these awful, disgusting pictures to turn her on?

There was no denying it, she was excited! And strangely, by those damnable pictures.

The force of the realization was crippling; a blow like a tornado, filling her mind with a lurid feeling of degradation and shame. Her eyes filled with hot tears of self-abasement, and in agony, she grabbed the cartridge from the viewer and hurled it across the room! Better to have done with it! She wouldn't admit her arousal, not to herself, and especially not to her husband. What would a man think of his sweet, loving wife, then? Terrible things! She gripped Stephan's heaving, naked chest, afraid he would cast her aside as some whore, some defiled harlot, sick of mind and body, if he knew what the film had done to the racing fires in her pussy.

Her husband answered her silent pleas by slipping each of her arms out of her sundress, leaving her tits and belly naked. His hand moved to her left tit and then began to slide, slowly and deliberately, down across her nakedly trembling belly. Squirming under his searing touch, Gillian drew her legs up to impede his progress toward the soft, sparsely curling hair of her cunt. But she couldn't resist the sensual salaciousness of his caress, despite her aching, tortured heart.

Another lewd thrill of desire surged through the aroused young wife, and in her present state, under the influence of alcohol, it seemed that eons of time passed during which she savored every variety of lewd pleasure as his hand passed slowly over her naked body.

Maybe if I let him fuck my pussy he won't think that I'm no better than a shameless whore, she reasoned to herself. God, please don't let him know why I want his cock!

His hand snaked along the coffee table to finger the smooth plastic edges of one of the film cartridges. His fingers felt the polished edge and even though he couldn't view it, he knew now from memory what it contained, and his cock jerked painfully at the thought. As he had done many times in the past when aroused to such a point, he dismissed what he knew was her natural aversion to such an act, and groaned to his wife: "Gillian, please, please, suck my cock."

He crawled up on her body, straddling her with his knees, his huge prick jutting out from under the heavy bathrobe. It was almost to her ruby lips now; all she had to do was bend her face a few inches and her mouth would be closing over the sensitive, throbbing cock.

A shudder passed through Gillian. Back to this game again, moaned Stephan to himself. Maybe if I really get her going she'll finally consent to suck my prick. After three years you'd think she'd soften to the idea.

He reached down, grasped the hem of her dress and pulled it up over her hips, exposing her panty-covered cunt to his gaze. In one swift movement the panties and the dress lay in a lewd puddle on the floor.

Swiftly then, he slid them both from the sofa to the floor, keeping a firm hold of the smoothly curved asscheeks of his wife. He sat back on his heels and brought his face close up to her soft, curl-rimmed cunt, and then shot out his tongue to slide it into her pussy, pressuring the hot tip inward to part the fleshy outer lips and find the tiny erect nipple of her clit.

Wild flames of desire consumed her openly spread cunt as he fucked his tongue into her pussy, and an involuntary gasp of pleasure escaped Gillian's lips. She stared downward to where his face was buried eagerly in the soft blonde curls of her pussy and felt lewd searing sensations race through her cunt, not understanding how it was that her pussy had gotten so hot!

She was alive, suddenly, with sensation, her whole body suffused with the tingling warmth of the promises of cumming overriding all other rational thoughts. Her whole body was inflamed with desire, with a wanton craving for fulfillment! Never had she known such intensity, as the ravaging tongue of her husband brought her to a full, cuntsplitting cum!

Oh, God, her mind screamed back at her writhing body, it's all because of those damned movies! She closed her eyes tightly, and the lewd image of herself lying on the floor with her huge tits spilling out of her dress came into agonizing focus.

She could feel the hotly wet flicking of his tongue and the grasping, smoothing, and massaging of his strong hands as they caressed her asscheeks, hips, and thighs. She was hot with desire! She wanted to be fucked! She wanted him to drive his cock deep into her pussy; it no longer mattered what had kindled that fire in her cunt. All she could think of was quenching the fire.

Quiveringly, her hands moved up to cradle either side of his head, pressing his face in close to her trembling loins, unconsciously giving him her encouragement to continue the wild tongue-fucking. She relaxed the tension in her leg muscles, allowing her thighs to spread open submissively as she moved her feet farther apart, lifting one leg to rest her foot up on the sofa, and tipped her pelvis with the flexing of her hips to begin a tiny countering movement to her husband's hungrily fucking tongue. It was a new position for them, a couple who was accustomed to screwing only in the bedroom, and she moaned softly, the building ecstasy in her cunt almost too much to bear.

Abruptly, Stephan lifted them both to their feet and wrapped his arms around her. The next moment, Gillian felt herself being crushed against his hard chest, her naked tits mashed between their bodies, while the thick length of his throbbing cock pressed into her belly. Gillian's arms encircled him, her hands moving up and down his back, her face tilting up for his kiss. His lips sought hers, found them, and welded themselves to her half-open mouth.

Suddenly, the half-drunk woman felt as though her legs could no longer support her; they were giving away under her! A hand went out to the edge of the sofa to keep her from falling as a wave of dizziness overcame her.

Stephan eased her back on the couch, then began hastily to strip his single article of clothing from his anxious body. As he stood tall above her, he marveled at the perfection of her lush nakedness, his eyes taking in every detail of her voluptuous beauty.

Gillian writhed on the couch in an agony of need as her husband stripped naked before her, throwing his bathrobe on the floor beside him to join her discarded panties and dress. She looked up at him, lithe, lean, and muscular, his cock standing out in virile erection.

Oh, but it's so huge! she marveled. I love it when his prick gets so huge! A twinge of excitement burned in her cunt as she thought of how it would feel when he finally fucked that big thing deep into her pussy.

He noted the intent direction of her gaze and smiled down at her.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll get you so hot you'll rape me before I finally fuck you!"

Gillian loved it when he said dirty things before he screwed her.

"Oh Stephan…oh, my Stephan…" she murmured mindlessly, flailing her head back and forth on the couch, not caring about her freshly coiffured hair.

He put her down on the carpet again where he lay beside her, his lips on hers, their tongues intertwining, probing each other, as his free hand caressed her tits, belly, thighs, and cunt. Finally, his hand went down between her legs and covered the whole of her steaming pussy, gently massaging the hot, wet flesh. Her pelvis moved in tiny churning circles under his hand, and he knew that she was hot…would remain so until she finally exploded into cum. Christ! He was so hot himself, he wasn't sure that he could hold off fucking her much longer! He had to get his cock in her little cunt soon and screw her good!