John Friday: Willing wife swappers

"Good, good!" Ellen said in a buttery tone. Her nimble fingers unfastened his belt faster than Don could have done it himself. He felt his fly slide open, her warm, sinewy fingers pulling down pants and cum-stained shorts both at once. "Now Ellen will lick you clean and make you hard again."

"Aaaggghhh!" he cried, but her flicking tongue had already found the dripping head of his cock. She licked his prick side-to-side and then licked down to the bottom of his pulsing cock.

In curls of thick, dark cock hair, she found more creamy blobs of wasted cum. Ellen lapped at them the way a hungry kitten goes at, a saucer of milk.

"Aaaahhhhh!" His long-held dream was coming true! "Suck my cock!" he cried, not even thinking that his wife Kathy might hear.

"In time," Ellen promised. "First I have to eat all your sweet cream." The smaller drops she stirred with her tongue spreading them thick and warm for her searching lips. She tugged at tangled wisps of his cock hair, sucking them clean with her tightly drawn lips. "Yyyyuuuummmn."

"Now!" Don pleaded, "Oh… now, please suck my cock!"

"Hhhhmmmm," she groaned, forcing herself to hold back. As young and hot as he was, Ellen knew he'd come again before she got even a good taste of his raw prick meat.

She ran her wet tongue up one side of his cock, rippled by a net of blue, blood-swollen veins. Swirling around his knobby prick head, she started down the top, teasing him with darting strokes of her wet tongue.

"Ungh! Shit!" Don felt the swell of fire in his balls again. The magic of wet tongue on hot cock was more than his inexperience could stand. "I'm… I'm cuuummming again!" He clenched his teeth and tried to stop the flow.

"Don't," she said between soft lashes with her tongue. "Don't try to hold back… let it loose! Let those big aching balls of yours wring themselves dry!" Her fingers swirled around his nuts, stirring them in their hairy sac, increasing the terrible, joyous pressure he felt swelling inside.

"Grungh!" Don said, his teeth still clenched tight.

"Don't fight – let it flow!" Then her circled lips closed over the bulb of his cock head. "Cuuuuuummmmmmmm!"

He did. Don couldn't resist the sucking demands of her wavering lips. Her tongue rolled and teased the thick ridge of his cock head, flaming his senses with wild delight.

His own wife shrank back from sucking cock, but this stunning older woman seized the opportunity gladly, her body trembling with delight as she molded her lips to the thick shaft of his spurting prick.

"Hhhmnunm," she said, gulping down a thick swallow, kneeling before him, swaying with the rhythm of his gushing flow. Dark, gleaming waves of hair flowed down her back each time she jerked ecstatically in response to the taste of cum.

Don felt his hips begin to rock, thrusting at her slithering lips each time he felt a fresh jolt rise up from his ball sac. He wailed and moaned, his eyes clamped shut in searing joy. "Suck it!" he cried. "Suck it harder! Suck it all!"

"Hhhaaaa," she said. The delightful tension seemed to flow from his young body into hers. Don could feel her strain, the pulling force of her grasping lips becoming stronger as she inched slowly toward the root of his cock.

Her hot breath flowed into his tangle of dark, tightly curled prick hair, coming in joyful spurts just like the gushing cream from his cock head.

Ellen felt refreshed by the heat of his cock, pleased by the driving rhythm of his hips. Any doubts she may have had faded quickly from her mind, swept away by a flood of eager cum.

"You're the greatest!" Don said in a voice that crackled like a roaring fire. "The way your lips move… pulling, sucking – UUUNGH! Fuck. Oh, Ellen, baby… eat my prick! Chew it up!"

Pushing for the root of his big cock curled her full red lips inward, over the top of her front teeth like a pad. When she began a slow, grinding motion with her jaw, Don felt no pain, only the clawing demands of her hungry mouth.

He felt weak, limp and shivering. Ellen steadied him, driving her face into his hairy groin, circling her arms around his back to clutch and squeeze the firm checks of his ass the way she wished Don would maul her bulging tits.

The force of his thrusting and the heat of his quicksilver cum made her nipples swell. Tense with desire and gasping wetly for breath, Ellen squirmed and raked her hot nipples across his thighs.

"Aaaggghhh," Don gasped. Blinded by the joy that spread from her sucking lips, he rocked in the rhythm of bliss and groped for her begging tits.

"Gggrruuungh!" she snarled when he found her tits, jetting a stab of warm breath into the heaving tube of his cock. Fire raged toward his balls and collided deep in his groin with another rushing surge of cum.

"Uunnnck!" Don doubled over, twisted by the wrenching sensation. Cum backed up inside under pressure so great that he thought jism might dribble from his ears. He writhed, wiggling backward, driving the hard muscled checks of his ass harder into the mauling grasp of her hands.

She squeezed with both hands and drew her lips tight on the root of his cock, clamping off the explosive force he felt inside. He writhed again, trying to twist away, to let his swelling prick spurt.

"You," he grunted from the swelling pressure of pleasures he had never known, "told me not to hold back. Grungh… now you're holding it!"

"Hhmmmm-hhmmm," she purred. She loved the way it made him squirm. Her slender fingers spread, clinging to the cheeks of his ass, her clamped lips following the wild sway of his jerking hips. The long middle finger of her right hand inched its way to the crack of his ass and eased down the slope toward the darkly puckered asshole inside.

"AAAAGGHHH!" he raged when he felt the tip of her probing finger. Ass muscles clenched, stunned by the shock of her teasing fingertip. "Bitch… let it cum! Don't fuck with my ass, let my God damned cock spurt! Uuungh. Shit! I can almost taste my own cum!"

He could. The grinding pressure of her lips forced a hot, salty taste up into the back of his mouth. He pushed and shoved with his hips trying to pull free and let his aching prick fire its steaming charge.

But it was no use. Ellen stuck like a bronco rider, swaying and spurring with a finger she kept working around his shithole.

"Aaagggh!" Tears welled up and seeped from the corners of his tightly shut eyes, warm tears of searing joy.

Ellen managed a faint smile without relaxing the strangle hold her grasping lips held on the root of his cock.

Fear of growing older and losing her sexual charm could find no place in her mind. Look what she could do to him – how she could make Don writhe and squirm with the tension of sheer delight.

Look how she could control his eager young body, make him respond to the heat of her obscene desires!

"Aaaggghhh!" With a sudden burst of strength, Don jerked back, away from the demanding clamp of her lips. He winced then, stung by the surge of cum on its way.

Ellen's hungry mouth clawed its way back to the base of his cock, gripping lightly now, wanting to feel and taste the rush of held-back jism now boiling toward the wet tunnel of her cock-filled throat.

Just as the steaming load spread the slit of his grinding prick, she stabbed her dry middle finger deep into the dark and tightly closed tube of his ass.

"Aaaagggghhhh!" he cried, "Hhhhhoooooo!" He felt the wrenching joy of long awaited release. Thick cream sprayed from his cock like foam from a fire nozzle. At the saint instant, he felt the stab of her wiggling finger sink deep into his ass where only turds had been before.

The shock was so great, Don's knees doubled and he sank toward the floor, dragging Ellen down with him in a soft white swirl. Her mouth clenched hard to keep its grip on his cock, and in the heat of tense excitement she flared her lips, taking the soft wet pad of her lips off her grinding teeth.