Myles Miles - Tough To Tame

"You know you want me to screw you," he breathed hotly into her ear. "My nice big cock slipping into that tight little cunt of yours. Tell Hamid you want him to fuck you good and proper. C'mon, we'll do it quick before they cum."

It snapped then that thread of willpower she had still possessed – as she felt Hamid's hand lift her dress above her hips, bunching it around her wasplike waist. He drew her thin white nylon panties down over her smoothly rounded ass-cheeks and she numbly lifted her feet as he pulled them from her ankles. Then his heavy body was pulling her over to the couch.

Claire could hear the metallic sound of a zipper being opened as she trembled nakedly, half in fear and half in impatience. Then… a slight movement on the cushions… hands searching over her, pulling her thighs wide apart… his weight crawling between her spread legs… urgent hands parting the lips of her throbbing cunt… and suddenly the blunt stab of a fiery cock head at her cum-drenched pussy hole.

Her whole body twitched and writhed uncontrollably on the soft cushions as she groaned in abandoned welcome to the deliciously huge prick sinking so deep and recklessly up into her cunt. Her face contorted with passion, mewls of ecstasy escaping from her tightly clenched teeth.

Moaning incoherently, the abandonedly responding young blonde wound her long smooth legs around the Arab's hips as he sunk his cock far up into her hungrily devouring cunt. The velvety smooth walls of her pussy held him, squeezing tightly around his prick until she could feel every inch of his heavily pulsing cock.

She had never known this madness before – and her lust-hazed mind reveled in her weakness as she screwed her hips up tight against the Arab's pelvis until she could feel the tantalizing swelling of his cum-filled balls pressed into the wetly stretched ass below her cunt. The soft, juice-laden balls danced teasingly against her sensitive asshole, sending shivers of lewd delight surging through her fluttering nerve ends.

There was nothing else in the world – no tomorrow, no yesterday, no Grant – nothing but this deep dark hole of lust and flesh, of belly smacking against belly as they lay on the couch, his cock grinding furiously up into her cunt.

"Oooooh, yes, fuck it hard, darling, fuck it hard t Give it to meee!" she begged, gasping in her ecstasy as she realized she was already starting to cum. She thought fleetingly that her body had become something animal – surely she was no longer human as she twisted and contorted beneath his thickly fucking prick.

Totally abandoned to lust, she spread her quivering legs even wider apart and then pulled them up to her own shoulders, bending them at the knees and spurring him on like a wild stallion with the heels of her feet digging into his hard-muscled ass. He had dropped his pants from his hips and the obscene feeling of the cool metal zipper pressing into her thighs brought further surges of lewd delight coursing frenziedly through her.

She was vaguely aware of someone entering the living room, but nothing mattered now except the male body driving his cock rhythmically into her cunt from above.

"You bitch," an angry male voice said.

The puzzling voice continued to attack her, but it didn't matter. Her body was white-hot and her head flailed from side to side wildly, her mouth open in slavish abandon. Hamid's heavy body dropped down on her twisting form like a savage beast, smashing her hotly quivering tits tightly back against her chest. His huge prick fucked deep into her hungrily waiting cunt like a battering ram, pushing the unresisting waves of her hot pussy flesh before its cruelly rampaging head. Her cunt clasped around his thickening cock voraciously, wetly devouring its ever-burgeoning head to the very hilt. She groaned in relief at the wonderful rigidity filling her lewdly stretched pussy walls as he continued a hard deep thrusting into her obscenely grinding cunt.

"Don't let me stop you," a male voice said. "Just go right ahead. But, boy, are you ever going to be sorry you did this to me. You are going to be so sorry!"

Claire's body drove on unheeding – she was almost ready to cum and could not stop now. Tiny relentless flames of lust flared in her belly, burning the insanely tingling walls of her hungrily devouring cunt. Sweat was pouring from her body as she strove wildly for the end – just an infinitesimal second away.

And then… and then… it happened.

"Aaaannnnnngggghhhh! I-I'm cumming! Oh God, I'm cumming! Fuck harder! Fuck harder!" she pleaded in a voice distorted with passion. "I'm cumming – aaaaaahhhh!"

Her hands darted behind his driving ass, pulling him in maniacal frenzy deeper and deeper up into her wildly cumming cunt. Her cum juices flowed wetly out around his still fucking cock, seeping down the sweating crevice of her buttocks and flooding his balls as they rubbed rhythmically against her tight-puckered ass-cheeks.

Above her, Hamid groaned and she could feel the lewd, hot waves of his juice shooting deep up into her greedily milking womb, mixing lasciviously with her own pussy juices. Her head whirled in depraved sensuality as the powerful fiery squirts surged wildly into her, filling her to the bursting point with this Arab's heated cum. The hot, juicy walls of her cunt clasped and unclasped desperately, milking at the jerking prick like a sucking, starving mouth, until Claire's firm young body was drained of everything – and her limbs collapsed loosely onto the couch cushions, as Hamid's grip on her legs was released and he fell heavily on top of her.

They lay there panting, still almost fully dressed, for several moments before she again became aware of the other, unknown presence in the room. In her ecstasy, she had assumed it was Francine, and she hadn't cared, hadn't had the power to stop even if her friend had seen them. But now she turned her head and opened her fluttering eyelids to look up through the narrow hazy slits of her lust-smoked eyes at the unbelievable presence of her husband.

It was Grant!

Or, at least, it had been Grant, for his tall figure was now tearing out of the house, overturning everything that came into his path. He had seen her being fucked by the Arab!

"I came back from the business meeting early," he turned and spat venomously from the door. "I figured you might have gone to visit the banners, but I'll admit I didn't figure you would fuck them!" Then, with an abrupt turn, he was out the door.

Not too much later, Claire left the apartment without so much as having spoken to Francine, and without a good-bye glance at the Arab who had screwed her so well. She cried helplessly all the way back to the hotel in the taxi, wondering what the hell she could do to get herself out of this mess!

Claire and Grant avoided each other the next day.

Grant didn't know how Claire felt, he did not dare ask her for fear of what it might open up,. but his own mind was a mass of confusion. Now that he had seen that man fucking Claire last night, what was he to do? Nothing in his life had ever prepared him for dealing with a situation like this. As a geologist, his mind had been trained to deal with facts – and he had enough of those to prove his wife's infidelity – and he could handle that part of it. What he could not handle were the emotions that had come with the discovery. They were tearing him apart!

Part of the problem he knew was with him – and his upbringing. He had always been taught that though fucking was pleasurable, it was also a sin and therefore was not to be considered "fun." So, he had never really considered it a big part of his life. Perhaps if he had, things would have been different between Claire and himself.

He had loved her very much when they had gotten married, and he loved her still – but she had never behaved as he had expected a woman to behave. Oh, she had been a good wife to him, that wasn't a problem. The problem was that she was so wild in bed. He had fucked her as often as he could, and she had cum wildly each time, but he always got the feeling when it was over that she was somehow disappointed. He had never been able to figure out why she would be so disappointed – until that night three weeks ago when she had sucked his cock.