Ina Ceste - Ever-Lusting Wife

But there was solidity between her opened thighs now, a spongy yet hard-cored pressure against her liquid pussy lips, and some still alive response lifted her pelvis in answer. The pressure increased, and Elizabeth came slowly awake to the fact that a deliciously hard prick was reaching up into the slot of her flowing vagina, going in and in until a pair of fuzzy balls settled into the valley of her ass. Her eyes stayed closed, but her cunt pulsed and her crotch twitched.

Somebody was fucking her, and the name didn't matter, only the loving, burrowing sensation within her tremulous snatch, only the magnificent sensation of being adored as a woman and as a deep, luxurious pussy. That was enough and more than enough, and she reveled in the slow, grinding rhythm, her stunned flesh coming alive by degrees.

Then suddenly, the lovely prick was gone, removed without warning from the clasping of her silken – lined well, and Elizabeth murmured in sulky protest. She smiled when another – or was it the same – cockhead shoved itself Into the oozing lips of her pussy and came strongly inside between them. Now Elizabeth's back began to arch, and her crotch vibrated as she met the driving cock stroke for stroke, wheeling her lush ass and squeezing down upon the shaft feeding itself into the best, most alive part of her body.

Struggling, she got her eyes open and focused upon her lover's face. It was Timothy, pumping his dear meat into her writhing vagina, and she caught his face between her hands as she fucked him back Jody was beside them, his unfired shaft cupped in one hand as he watched their screwing. Elizabeth twisted so she could peer around Timmy's bobbing head and search for her husband. She saw him lifting from the couch and standing stiffly, his achingly hard cock thrust out.

"Fuck me, Timothy!" she cried out. "Hammer your nice young cock into my pussy – like that, oh yes – like that – drive it home, darling – ahh – oh – oh – oh! Timmy, I can feel your cockhead swelling – let it go in me, baby – shoot your juicy come into me – now, NOW!"

The flaring, greasy bomb went off deep within her undulating snatch, showering Elizabeth's womb and vaginal walls with bubbling semen, spurting again and again as the boy's balls pumped it forth. She came with him, her cunt seething in the slippery flood, bucking and churning upon his embedded prick.

Now her head was perfectly clear, and Elizabeth barely waited until Timothy's shaft had finished draining until she flipped it from her snatch with a trained, graceful wriggle and caught at Jody's arm. "Come on," she hissed. "Come on and fuck me while your brother's come is still boiling in my pussy. Hurry, darling – Jody, baby – I need you to fuck me, fuck me!"

"Sure," he answered, and climbed between her out – flung legs again. It had been him the first time, she was certain; Jody had stopped screwing so his brother could take his place, playing the game of seeing who could last longer before coming. But now she would force him to release all that enchanted fluid into her body, to mix his semen with Timothy's before the first load had a chance.

Raising her legs, she welcomed his cockhead with a surging of her dripping mound, fastening her cunt lips to it and sucking it into her rippling depths. Elizabeth wrapped her long and supple legs about the boy's slim body as she rolled back upon her shoulder blades and held him tightly. Her pelvis struck savagely at his when to soak in. Jody buried the sweet length of his meat into her pussy. There were no niceties now, no gentleness, only a fierce and greedy hunger that had to be fed. So her shuddering cunt ate upon his sliding pole, chewed upon the delectable shaft, gnawed at the plunging head.

"You crazy cunt, you adorable bitch!" he gasped. "Oh wow – wow! Your pussy – is so hot and slippery, moving so fast and wiggling like that when you shake that great ass – Betsy, Betsy – "

"Jam it to me," she panted, slamming furiously against him, clamping her legs around his driving back and sandpapering his pelvis with her own every time he drove his lovely meat to the hilt. "Drive your prick clear up into my belly, you beautiful, horny young stud. Come in me!"

Jody shivered as he let go, his belly spasming against her own and his ass cheeks snapping tight in ecstasy. His luscious, wonderful semen burst from the knob of his flexing cock and splattered richly throughout her vagina, inundating her cervix and saturating the already greasy walls. She. could hear the muffled, sloshing sound as he continued to stroke into the flooded hole, but with lessening power, until at last he slowed to a complete stop and sighed.

"Now," she said strongly. "Now, Sherman – come here to me and take up where these terrific boys have left off. My husband, my lover, crawl in here between my thighs and put your own hard prick to my dripping cunt"

Jody obediently rolled off her as Elizabeth slid her opened legs down his body. He was out of the way, off to one side when Sherman marched robot like to her, staring down at her well – used and steaming pussy, at the liquid gems of semen clinging to her midnight pubic hair, at the greasy, inflamed labia so tremulous and waiting.

"Fuck me," she whispered hoarsely up at him, and held out her arms.

Sherman dropped to his knees within the outstretched vee of her legs, his hands going to her upper thighs and his dilated cock aiming blindly for her soaked vulva. She caught his shoulders and pulled him down on top of her body, driving her mouth into his and using her tongue like a whiplash.

She hissed it into his teeth: "I love you, Sherman – I love for you to screw me. Shove it in, darling – oh yes, yes – I can feel your big cockhead pressing into my labia, opening them. Aren't they nice and hot and slippery, dear? Oh, Sherman – "

And Elizabeth wrung her gulping snatch down hard upon his penetrating shaft as it slid in so easily because she was so hot and had been so liberally soaped by two discharges of foaming come. Her breasts flattened against her husband's hairy chest, she swiveled her ass and made her vagina twirl sensuously around his moving cock, made the base of his swollen meat caress her maddened clitoris. Sherman drove his heavy rod deep, shoved It to the engorged stem and pulled back for another powerful thrust.

He was wired for this, she thought gleefully, turned on as he had never been before, and now he was fucking her with a brutal urgency that she adored. Sherman's distended balls slammed wetly into the crack of her ass, and she gyrated erotically upon the buried pole, humping her belly sweetly to his and listening to the wet, sucking noises they were making together,

"Never more beautiful," he grunted, working his hard prick faster and faster. "Never more sexy, you lovely, hot bitch! Ride my cock, Elizabeth – Betsy – - ride my cock!"

Dead Elizabeth, she thought, and live Betsy – bitch welcoming the change as her husband's frantic surges grew more violent and she felt the coming explosion of his ejaculation. Her cunt running wild, she went off with him, and the thunder shook the room, rocked the world. Dissolving around him as Sherman's searing juice made a fountain within her pussy, she reveled in the chain – fucking she had undergone, the marvelous screwing given her by three successive pricks, the triple load of semen she held trapped within her vagina.

Holding him, cuddling him as his cock jerked in slowing spurts, she let her legs slip down his wide body and kissed his forehead, the lids of his closed eyes. Beyond his sweating shoulder, she saw the kids, all in a rapt row upon the couch, their faces intent and warm. She smiled at them and carefully disengaged herself from her husband, easing his still hard club from the dripping gash of her cunt and sliding from beneath his beloved weight.