Bill Randolph: Suck a lot wife

The blonde watched intently as her friend squirmed her cunt over Dan's face, feeding him every bit of her juicy twat. At the same time, Irene thrilled to the way her own pussy clutched possessively on her husband's prick. She racked back and forth in a slow, erotic dance on her husband's prick, savoring the sensations of her pussy flexing and squeezing the hard, thick fuck shaft.

She whimpered and gasped as pleasure soared inside her, rushing her toward another fierce orgasm. Then, her eyes locked on Michelle's dreamy expression, and the two women passed an unspoken message between them.

It was a tender moment of intimate sharing as Michelle reached out and touched the blonde's big tits. At the same time, Irene started bouncing up and down on her husband's prick and returned Michelle's embrace. She clutched the brunette's tits in her hands, squeezing the plump tit-globes and pinching the pink nipples as she fucked Dan's cock.

The two women gradually leaned together until their moist lips met. They kissed passionately, eagerly as their bodies churned and contorted on top of Dan.

"Uuuunnngghhh, aahhhh!" Dan muttered, the full sounds of his cries muffled by the continuing flood of Michelle's cunt juice into his mouth and the pressing weight of the brunette's delicious pussy. "Aaahhhhhh, I'm coming!"

His prick spurted and leaped, shooting thick gobs of jism into his wife. He arched his back and ass, fucking his erupting prick deep into Irene's pussy passage as Irene shrieked and was tossed to and fro by her husband's wild gyrations.

The spunk shot from his cock and caused his body to toss and turn violently enough to throw Michelle off her perch. With a laughing squeal, the brunette fell across the bed, her big tits flopping and her shapely ass jiggling as she sprawled haplessly near Dan's head.

Irene squeezed her thighs and knees against her husband's hips and sides as her pussy greedily gobbled up his spurting jizz. She came and came again, thrilling to the vibrations storming the depths of her pussyhole. Her thick cunt soup drenched Dan's shooting prick, mingled with his white, searing load and created a rich lather on his crotch and balls.

Dazed by the thunderous multiple orgasms and the exquisite sensations of capturing his jetting come in her milking pussy made Irene topple forward over her husband. Her huge tits mashed against his heaving chest as she hugged herself against him. Her pussy continued to flex and squeeze his spurting prick, and the delirious blonde frantically kissed her husband's nectar smeared lips.

"Mmmmmm, that's sweet!" she cooed, tasting Michelle's cunt juice on Dan's lips, mouth and tongue.

"I know," Dan whispered hoarsely, grinning into his wife's beautiful, lust-contorted face. "And this is only Friday. We have the whole weekend ahead of us."

Irene shivered, the erotic chills ringing her nerves. Her cuntwalls squeezed Dan's leaking prick and she savored the feeling of his hot jizz seeping over her pussy tissues. She inhaled the intoxicating aroma of Michelle's cunt cream on her husband's face and nodded happily.

"The three of us can make a weekend seem like a lifetime," Irene breathed, basking in the warm glow of satisfaction.

"This beats cold hot dogs and warm beer, doesn't it?" Bill Jordan said, lazily tickling one of Irene's nipples.

Irene lay stretched out naked on the bed in Bill's apartment. She smiled when she thought about how he had come on to her yesterday at the company picnic. Her smile broadened as she realized how easily he had gotten her to his apartment and into his bed. It was true that she had always thought of Bill Jordan as a good looking stud, but Irene had never seriously imagined she would end up fucking the blond bachelor.

Bill Jordan worked with Dan and had recently received a promotion that made him Dan's immediate supervisor. Bill had a reputation, according to Dan, as the company playboy. But Irene suspected Bill's reputation was due more to the fact that he was the only bachelor among the male employees.

Bill was twenty-nine. He had curly blond hair and a lifeguard's tan and physique. At various company parties, he had occasionally flirted with Irene, but she had never taken his passes very serious. Bill flirted with all the young wives of other employees. But yesterday at the company picnic, his attentions to Irene had seemed more intense. When he had whispered his address to her and told her that he was off the next day, Irene had been surprised.

They lay back while Bill lazily played with her tits. Irene sighed happily, congratulating herself for following her impulse and taking Bill up on his proposal. She still managed to shock herself whenever she surrendered to her lusty instincts, and this was one of those occasions. After one glorious get-acquainted fuck, Irene felt like she'd known Bill for years.

"I've got a nice little surprise for you," Bill whispered.

Irene giggled. "What's left?" she chided. "You've given me all the surprises I can stand far one day."

"What would you say if I told you your husband might be dropping by a little later?" Bill said.

Irene gasped and sat up. "You wouldn't?" she asked, her heart suddenly pumping wildly.

"What's wrong?" Bill said, grinning. "Dan is a broad-minded guy. You think he'd be jealous?"

"Shit, yes," Irene snapped. "I've got to get out of here."

Irene's mind reeled. Bringing Dan into a sexual threesome with another woman was one thing, but having him walk in on his wife fucking a male co-worker was quite a different matter. Dan would be furious, she figured, and she wasn't anxious to ruin a perfectly good marriage just so Bill Jordan could get his strange kicks.

"Hey, take it easy," Bill said, pushing her back down on the bed. "We've got time before he shows up."

"Is Dan really coming here?" she demanded. Bill nodded. "He's coming after work to discuss a promotion. I've put in a good word for your hubby." Bill smiled and started stroking Irene's tits once. "I'm going to tell Dan how to handle it. He needs to know who to butter up and kiss up to. That's all. I just think it'll be nice if he sees how much his pretty little wife is helping his career by fucking the right people."

"Namely you," Irene stated flatly.

Bill snickered. "Right. Now you're catching on."

"I'm not sure Dan would appreciate this kind of help from me," Irene said.

"You worry too much," he said, moving a hand between her legs. "You and Dan have a strong manage. Have a little confidence in your old man, honey. He'll see that you're helping his career. Give him sonic credit."

He held her pussy with one hand and stroked her tits with the other. Irene spread her legs wide and let her thighs splay open. "You could have given me some warning," Irene pouted. "I just hope Dan doesn't go nuts and beat the shit out of both of us."

Bill laughed and nuzzled her tits while he stroked her cunt. "Your husband is the last of the wild men, baby," Bill said. "He'll get off on this kind of action. He knows he's got the sexiest little lady in town for a wife. I don't think he's so selfish that he won't share you. Especially, if he understands it's be for the good of his career."

Irene had to smile at Bill's remarks. She thought of how willing Dan had been to join her and Michelle in bed several days ago. The vivid memories brought a fresh glow to her lovely face and she moaned.

She reached for his prick and began squeezing his fuck shaft. She fondled his balls and felt his cock stir. She smiled again when she realized it was growing hard so soon after spurting a thick load of come into her pussy. It was great to be able to turn a man on. Irene knew she'd never get tired using her womanly charms to arouse a healthy, normal man.

"See what you do to me?" Bill chuckled, pointing to his hardening prick. "He likes you."