Carole Wilson - Video Games

Shifting his position, he moved to kneel between her legs, spreading them obscenely as he gazed hungrily down at her tempting nakedness, the coraline flesh of her cunt-split glistening wetly in the dim light of the setting sun.

She felt his middle finger gracing the thin furrow of her exposed cunt, and she squirmed involuntarily beneath the salacious probing. Moaning aloud in an emotional agony of hot desire as the electric shock of his teasing finger rippled along the flesh of her inner thighs, she squirmed her ass down into the soft, fluffy carpet.

Then, oh, then-oh, God-he slowly inserted his finger, probing it deep into her yearning cunthole, fucking it in and out for several slow, maddening strokes before he began to churn it around and around just inside the tiny pulsating mouth of her seeping pussy.

The intrusion was rapidly replaced by intense sensations of pleasure as her husband finger-fucked her in and out, around and around. She lay there moaning, writhing hotly on the floor, her husband gloating over her nakedly, aroused body.

Jesus, I wish she'd give me head, he thought to himself. Three years and she's never done it yet. I thought maybe when I had my tongue in her pussy she'd finally give it. Guess it takes longer for some.

"I don't want you to stop, Stephan. It's sooooo goooood!"

She was reacting with vigor now to counter the finger-fucking of her wide-stretched cunt, her hips moving uncontrollably in wild gyrations under him, moving, it seemed, of their own volition in an instinctive dance around his deeply probing fingers. And this was only a preview of what was to come, when her husband would finally put his throbbing cock in her cunt and actually fuck her!

A wave of disappointment washed through Gillian a moment later when she felt the cold rush of air as he took his hand from her hungrily squirming pussy. But then she raised her head and looked down between her ecstatically pulsing tits and saw her loving husband leaning forward, his face between her open thighs. He was going to suck and lick her cunt some more! God! She was becoming depraved and it was all because of those damned movies! Three times now she had silently shouted in her mind: Fuck! Cock! Cunt! Oh, God! What's happening to me?

Letting my husband take dirty movies of me…I'm being coarse, crass, and crude. Thinking thoughts I'd never thought myself capable of.

Between his hotly aroused wife's legs, Stephan gazed hungrily at the narrow pink oval, fringed so delicately with soft blonde pussy hairs, where droplets of cunt juices glistened like dew on the gently pulsating petals of her inner cuntlips. He was pleased to see how hot she had become. Using his thumbs then, he slowly parted the fleshy outer lips to reveal the coral depths of her pussy mouth, and he saw that the soft, curl-rimmed edges of her cuntlips were swollen in desire to be fucked more than ever before.

He drew her cuntlips a little farther apart, laying the wet, hairfringed flesh wide open to his lustful gaze. "Gillian you've got the little sweetest cunt I've ever imagined! You've just got to suck my cock while I lick it!"

Gillian froze. Oh God! her mind reeled. I can't. And then she mouthed those words, groaning them out. "I'm not ready for that yet, darling.

Please give me time…"

"Okay," her understanding husband said from below. "Some other time when you're ready for it."

"Do you hate me for it?" she said in a softly spoken voice.

"Of course not, honey," He sounded convincing.

With a sigh of relief, Gillian gazed back at him through passion-glazed eyes. She felt herself lift her pelvis up, offering her nakedly spread cunt to him to do with as he would. And it was involuntary, uncontrolled, instinctive. She was a woman on the brink of a mindblowing cum, a woman who needed to be filled and fulfilled, to be fucked until she exploded into a wildly screaming cum!

She felt the soft wisps of his breath graze her secret, sensitive flesh. She moaned aloud, still looking down between her tits and across the flatness of her quivering belly to the softly curling mound of her naked pussy. She saw her husband lower his head, his face disappearing into the wetness of her cunt and nuzzling in against the wetly quivering flesh, and she felt the full length of his tongue slither deep up into her more-than-ready pussy.

Her body responded automatically, convulsively, to the thrilling electric sensation, lurching up to him, then grinding back and down into the softness of the deep-pile rug to escape the intense, galvanic shock of desire that seemed momentarily more than her overloaded nerves could bear. But the next instant, her hips were flexing to raise her seething cunt to him once again. Unbidden, her throat gave voice to her utter commitment, her total physical and mental surrender to the lewd rapture that encompassed her and held her captive. There was no reprieve, except through cumming!

Her stomach churned and she wailed now in submission as her husband's tongue slithered in and out, fucking her cunt with wild, animallike fury. She herself was nothing but an animal, an animal in heat that had to be fucked and fucked good.

She screamed as she felt her pussy flood with her warm love juices that gushed into her husband's hungrily laving mouth.

Blindly, she entangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his face gently, yet firmly, close, slowly closer up into her wildly thrashing loins. Her head flailed from side to side.

"Oh, baby," Gillian finally managed to moan. "Darling, Stephan, I need you inside of me, so bad."

"Yes…yes," he heard himself say. He drew her closer to him, moving one hand down to encase the soft, smooth curves of her asscheeks. She glued her mouth to his, fucking her pink tongue in and out and along his teeth, and then brazenly moved her hand down to grasp his cock. Her cool contact made Stephan quiver and he pressed his lips harder against hers to show his appreciation. Gillian could taste her own cunt juice on his breath and it added to her excitement. She strained the full length of her body, grinding and pushing, and then she spread her legs and thighs wide and poised his cock against the snug little mouth of her hungrily gushing cunt, the thin, hairlined lips relaxing and seeping with her love juices and his saliva, begging for him to fuck it.

There, Stephan, right now! Now!

He lunged his hips, thrusting heavily as he fucked into her waiting pussy, feeling her fevered, pulsating cunt greedily clasp his cock and absorb it. She wanted all of it fucking deep up inside her tonight, and Stephan was amazed that in spite of her rejection of the lewd movietaking, she seemed almost wanton, almost completely lost in the world of sexual abandonment…he couldn't understand her, but didn't try to, not with her pussy pushed forward until the head of his cock was pressed hard up into the depths of her. She held him tightly, not only with her clasping, smoothly sliding cunt, but with her widespread legs, kicking them out to the side and locking her slender ankles tight around his heavily driving hips. He increased his own tempo, fucking into his wife with almost maniacal fury. Oh, God! He wasn't going to be able to last long tonight! Sometimes he would softly and slowly fuck her for hours on end, but not now, not at this rampaging, furious pitch! He was going to cum soon! "Ooooooooh, Stephan! Your cock feels so good! So good!" his now voracious wife whimpered, kissing and biting wildly at his neck and shoulders. "Yes! Yes! That feels so Gooooooddddddd!" Then she began to babble incoherently and he knew that she was fast approaching her own cum, and that spurred him on to new, more powerful strokes. Her knees drew up and her toes curled under as she raised her ass up higher off the floor, her moistly splayed cunt bucking wildly back up against his slipperily fucking cock.