John Friday - Willing wife swappers

She gulped to get his jism down and braced for another jarring shock. She loved it – loved the power, loved the bitter-sweet taste that lingered between explosive bursts.

Bonnie heard Ed's squeal of extreme delight, a cry as piercing as a siren wail. She shivered in response and sent rippled waves down Don's throbbing cock.

Then she caught the rhythm of his explosive grunts. Her cunt pulled tight with each one, milking Don's prick… silently begging him to cum as she knew Ed was now.

Her impulsive demands made Don squirm in rapture. This was the most exciting rhythm yet. Her fuck-crazy cunt went wild and clawed at his cock with jealous waves. She knew Ed's big prick was gushing cum, and she wanted to feel jism spurt even if it had to gush from another cock.

"Cum, damn you! Cum!" She twisted down, snapped back up and dropped on him again. His cock sank deep in her seething pussy. Her soft brown cur is spiraled down on his thick mat, her slender cunt lips squirmed and her clit began to tingle.

"Fuck!" she cried, "You're doing it to me! You're going to make me cuuuummmm!"

That's what he'd been waiting for. No cunt is better than one burning out of control. The first tremors of approaching orgasm caused tense shivers, then jolts of grinding joy. Bonnie rocked back her head, arms braced behind her. Her eyes were clamped shut and her lips were spread wide as a scream of passion erupted from deep in her chest.

Don kept one thumb spinning wildly around a tit he could hardly reach. The other hand slid down her limber body, feeling the mounting tension that made her muscles flex like steel.

He pawed her thick muff of cunt hair and tugged at the tightly curled strands, then his finger dipped into her juicy pussy slit. Leaning backward thrust out the nub of her clit. He caught her clit between his thumb and third finger and twisted back and forth.

"Oooooh, God! Oooh,shit!" Grinding pressure on her clit sent blue-white sparks shooting through the lids of her tightly closed eyes.

Don's first finger settled on the dented head of her clit while he kept twisting below. "Fuck!" Bonnie cried in a pleading voice. "FUCK! FUCK!"

He stabbed upward with his cock, bucking so hard and fast that he nearly threw her off. She groaned and spiraled down on him just as his cock began to spurt.

Ellen heard passionate grunts even before she opened the door. In the living room, she saw Kathy down on her knees, playfully licking the last drops from the cock of a barrel-chested man she'd never seen before. From the back of the house, Don's voice wailed familiar sounds of savage delight.

George stepped into the room behind her. "Looks like they're having a house warming," he said.

"Some nerve!" Ellen said, "Damn them for starting without us…"

Ellen began undressing even before George had closed the front door. She'd worn a tattered blouse and faded jeans for the work of moving, but underneath she had on a lacy black bra and a pair of sheer black bikini panties. She believed in being prepared, anywhere… any time. And Ellen had found that a few wisps of lacy black were often more provocative than offering herself stripped completely naked.

Her long, velvet-soft black hair was bound beneath a checkered cloth. She took that off and shook the long strands free, letting them tumble down her back in silken waves.

Ed blinked when he first saw her. His cock gave a last dry throb and slipped out of Kathy's mouth.

"Hi," Ellen said. Her flashing eyes ran up and down Ed's powerfully muscled frame. "I'm Ellen, and this is my husband George. We live here too."

"Ah, yeah," Ed gulped. He couldn't pull his eyes from the shadowed cleft between her creamy tits. Her twin tits bulged invitingly out of her bra. "Kathy told me about your going together to get the house. I'm Ed. I live across the street."

Another of Bonnie's frantic yelps of joy came rattling down the hall. "And that must be your wife," Ellen guessed.

"Er, yeah. That's Bonnie." Saying her name brought back a chill, but it only lasted a few seconds. The sight of Ellen's lush curves, her inviting smile, and the gleam of excitement flashing in her dark eyes started his cock to swell again. A few hard beats of his heart made Bonnie's wailing seem as distant as the moon.

Kathy slipped away silently and went to greet George with a whispered hello. She could see that Ellen had her eyes on Ed, and unless George had other ideas, she planned to watch. By then she thought Bonnie and Don would need a break, too, and later the four… or maybe all six of them could work out something really interesting between them.

Ellen's smile grew wider as she watched the spontaneous swelling of Ed's big cock. "We all wondered how our… our arrangement would be accepted by the neighbors," she said.

He shot back a wet-lipped grin and said, "If anybody bitches, I'll bet it's because they're jealous as hell!"

"That's human nature," she agreed. "The most self-righteous prude I ever knew turned out to be a real weirdo underneath."

"Yeah, I think our self-appointed saviors try to outlaw the things they really want to do."

Ellen's tongue flicked across her parted lips. Her gaze dropped to the gleaming hardness of Ed's cock, and a rasp of in drawn breath put an end to their discussions of moralistic busybodies.

He stood gazing fondly, still somewhat uncertain. It seemed almost too good to be true, first the sexy little blonde and now a raven-haired temptress, both hot for his cock. He couldn't help wondering what would happen when Bonnie rejoined the group. The sounds of her lewd fucking still filtered down the hall.

Ellen circled her arms around Ed's bull neck and ground her sleek, nylon-covered crotch against pulsing knob of his massive prick. "I like a man with a lot of muscle," she purred.

"And I can't wait to get my hands on those tits of yours!"

She answered with cooing sounds and raked his chest with her lace trimmed globes.

"Aaggghhh!" he said, wrenching his arms up between them.

"Hhhmmmm," she moaned, melting into the grasp of excited hands. Ed squeezed hard through the filmy covering and then dipped awkwardly inside her bra. "Just rip the damn thing off!"

The stubborn cloth parted with a snap. Ellen gave a sigh of relief as her tits burst free, a soft explosion of warmth that overflowed even Ed's large hands.

"Gggrraaaahhh!" he tried, thumbing her nipples in wide circles of joy.

Ellen's thick red nipples swelled hard beneath his spinning touch. Her head rolled back, her lips parted and she cried. "Kiss me! Give me your tongue!"

He gave her tongue, but not as she had asked. He bowed his head and sucked in half of one soft-jutting tit, all that his mouth would hold. His tongue arched back and lashed her protruding nipple in a tight wet spiral of lusty desire. Ed had never fucked a woman with more tit than he could swallow.

Ellen whimpered lusty sounds and wrenched her shoulder back, thrusting to stuff his mouth until he thought his jaw would break. "Suck it," she roared, "Eat my tits… gobble them both at once!"

She sagged in his arms, limp from the sucking fury of his wild hunger. Ed gripped her strongly beneath her arms, his mouth still grinding, and he lowered her gently to the couch.

Kneeling beside her, he spread his hands and pressed her bulging tits together until her nipples touched. He worked one against the other, then he spread his lips to suck them both at once, circling and stabbing with his tongue.

Her long hair cascaded into Ed's lap in a silken swirl. Her hair teased his cock every time she jerked her head. His long prick shaft lanced up through a haze of misty black, his red cock knob like a beacon shining above a thundercloud.

Ellen grasped his prick with her hand and beat his long cock with the speed and fury of raging desire. "Fuck me!" she moaned. "Oh, God… I want your big cock!"