Neil Forit - Lust Takes A Holiday

"Ooooooooh," she groaned as his lust-thickened organ throbbed and jerked deeper up inside her belly. She could feel it expanding even more as her cunt lips clasped tightly and rippled around it.

Fred hovered over her on all fours, deliberately teasing her, wanting her to squirm and beg for it. He realized that he was completely in control now, that all the power was with his body. He withdrew his pulsating hardness half an inch and thrust deep again, bringing a low moan from between her tightly clenched teeth as she spurred her heels into his spine.

Unable to believe the lewd scene she was witnessing, tears brimmed to Dinah's eyes as she gazed at the dark-haired woman obscenely rotating her pelvis and jerking her hips up toward Fred's pistoning penis. For the first time in her life she was seeing her husband have sex with another woman, and any way she looked at it, there was no denying that the both of them were enjoying it to the fullest.

"Have you seen enough?" Tomley said.

"No," she spat bitterly. "I want to see it all. I want to see everything."

"I don't think that's advisable."

Blinded by her tears, Dinah failed to notice the peculiar expression on the director's face. She could only think of herself and how she'd been hurt at the moment.

"I don't care. I want to see it, all. I've never been so humiliated in my life." A slow steaming anger was seething inside her, forcing back the tears that had formed from the shock of what she'd just seen. For just a second. Fred's warning about the director being a notorious skirt chaser flashed through her mind, but why should she believe it now, when Fred himself was doing much more than chasing skirts, when he was cheating on her in the most blatant and obscene fashion imaginable!

Frozen in anger she watched as her husband bucked over the girl's churning body. How could he do this? How could he possibly do such lewd things with another woman? He had not known the woman for more than a week or so, and yet they were engaging in intimacy which she and her husband had not practiced even in all the months of their marriage.

Dinah's eyes bulged in hypnotic disbelief as her husband's lurching cock rammed in and out of the stranger's vagina, making loud wet noises with each thrust. Desperately she wanted to scream and tear them apart, but in her state of shock she could only remain frozen at the half-open door, watching everything that was taking place, unconscious of Tomley's tight grip on her shoulders.

Meanwhile, Fred was grinding his pelvis into the bucking girl beneath him as she arched her back and thrust upward so that they were banging and slamming into each other with powerful force. Her mouth was open and her head flailed from side to side in savage abandon.

"Fuck me! Harder! Harder!" she moaned deliriously. "Stick your finger in my ass, hard!"

Thrusting his hand between her melon-round buttocks, he insinuated his middle finger into her anus, driving it into the tight rubbery ring until it entered with a popping sound. He pushed hard until it began to glide in smoothly, and her buttocks churned and bounced up and down off the table. Gritting his teeth, he sank it in deeper up to the second knuckle, bringing a wild shriek from her throat.

"Aaaaaaa! Oooooooooo! Go on, hurt me!" she begged, reveling in the dual skewering of her body. Her ass-cheeks pumped down until they were buried in the palm of his hand.

Rotating his finger inside the hot spongy depths of her rectum, he felt her muscles spasming around it, and then he withdrew it, only to shove it in deep once again, bringing another moan from her throat. His wetly glistening penis continued to saw in and out, rippling deep in the velvety passage of her cunt chamber, matched by the rhythm of his finger skewering her ass. To his delight she was moving faster and faster, bucking her loins up and down, opening and closing her legs around his hips.

He could tell she was nearing climax for she began to groan and grunt wildly, her heels kicking down on his back, her head twisting and squirming along the laboratory table. She was gurgling and gasping, and overcome with savage desire he fucked his finger in and out of her tight little anal hole while his cock screwed mercilessly up into the rippling depths of her pussy.

"Ooooooooh, unnnnnnghhhh! I'm cumming!" Myra gasped frantically. "Fuck me harder, harder!"

She drew her thighs back further until the whole plane of her widestretched pussy was offered up to him to do with as he pleased. Her legs locked around his back and her pelvis writhed and jerked in a dance of abandoned desire. Her eyes rolled up toward the ceiling, her nostrils flared as she desperately gasped for air.

They were both too involved to notice the door of the adjoining staff room being pushed open wider and the two faces that were peering out from the opening, one frozen in horror, the other set with a smug smile of sadistic glee.

A low, muffled scream suddenly forced itself from between the female researcher's lips and she screwed herself up on Fred's long thick cock, locking his body tightly to hers as she jerked and spasmed with uncontrollable delight. A moment later she collapsed backwards, her legs dropping limply from her partner's body. She lay still except for a spasmic trembling of her thighs as her cunt lips clasped loosely around his cock. Once again he thrust deep into her till he came, but he knew that she was already satisfied and besides, when she managed to arouse herself once again it would be even better. Jesus, she was incredible! He had never been so excited by anyone before in his life.

She was the kind of woman he'd only dreamed about and lusted after in his secret imagination, but now all his fantasies had come true in the unlikeliest of places.

"Ummmh, that was nice," she moaned, coming to. "Your cock was so hard.

It's still hard, isn't it?"

"Damn, you're not kidding," he groaned down at her despite the throbbing ache in his sperm-bloated testicles.

"Well, I'll have to do something about that. Lie down next to me."

Without protesting, he did what she ordered, stretching out on his back. Hell, he might as well let her have her way, since she'd managed things pretty well up to this point. He could see her crawling over toward him as his rigid member pointed straight up toward the ceiling like a rocket on a launching pad. He folded his arms under his head so he could watch as she reached out and began stroking him, sliding the loose outer shaft of his penis up and down in a mesmerizing rhythm that sent throbs of pleasure down through his balls. Quickly, she drew herself up on her knees and leaned over his loins, her seductive face only a few inches away from his stiffly bulging penis, her long black hair grazing his thighs and stomach.

Slowly, her head lowered and her tongue flicked teasingly into the wet tiny opening of the tip. Groaning, he sucked in his breath as chills rippled up his spine and she dipped lower, enveloping the bloodengorged head between her soft warm lips. As her hungry mouth tightened, he jerked his hips upward, pushing the thick rod of wet flesh deeper inside her.

"Jesus, that's good," he gasped, raising his head up slightly for a clearer view of her contorted face. The lewdly exciting sight of his wetly glistening cock embedded halfway in her mouth sent sparks of pleasure rippling all over his body. It gleamed in the semi-darkness of the room, matching the gleams of her glistening lips as they nibbled around it. Jesus, it was like a crazy dream. He felt her massaging the soft bloated skin of his balls tantalizingly with one hand while the thumb and forefinger of the other stroked its thick blue-veined base as she began to suck rhythmically up and down. He could feel the velvety softness of her tongue twirling maddeningly around it each time she withdrew her head, the tip flicking teasingly across the tiny split of the glans. He flexed his buttocks, his head still lifted up, his neck straining and his eyes focused on her bobbing head.