J. Watson - The wife_s new tricks

"Rub your fingers around, baby," he said. "Let me watch while you rub my jism all over your body."

He sat on the couch and watched and played with his cock as she rubbed his jism all over her tits, belly, and thighs. She rubbed some of his jism against her pussy hair. Her body seemed to smell of his cum. It excited her. She could feel her juices soaking her cunthairs.

"Keep playing with yourself like that, baby," Jim said. "Keep using your fingers."

Her body was already on fire. Her hands only made things worse. She stroked her titties and her pussy and she could fee! The excited shivers running up between her thighs. Her fingers dripped with juice. She crammed two fingers inside herself. She could hear Jim groaning arid she turned to look at him. Jim was stroking his cock again and it was almost hard.

"What do you want, baby?" he asked her.

"I want your cock, baby," she whispered. "I need your cock. I need it bad! I want to be fucked with your big cock!"

She was really acting lewd. She turned her cunt toward him. She started lifting her ass and spreading her thighs so that he could look right into the plump pink of her pussy. He could see her painted fingers fucking herself.

"Shit, baby," he said. "You're really getting to me. You're really fucking getting to me!"

His prick had gotten hard again. She knew he was ready for her. She sobbed as he got down on the floor with her. He took her hand away from her pussy.

"Roll over on your stomach, baby," he told her. "Roll over and lift up your ass. I'm going to give it to you hard from behind!"

She was willing to do anything as long as he gave her that fantastic cock. She rolled over on her belly and lifted her ass. She felt his swollen knob touching her cunt. He moved slowly and she felt his cockhead stretching her pussy walls.

"Oh yes," she whispered. "That's what I want. Oh yes, give it to me."

Jim rammed his prick all the way into her snug pussy. He felt her groaning and squirming with hot pleasure. He left his cock inside her for a moment without moving. He hadn't expected this foxy little bitch to be so hot and tight. Her pussy was tighter than shit.

"Come on and fuck me," she whispered. "I need it so bad. Come on and fuck me hard!"

Jim began to fuck her in hard, deep strokes. She had never felt a cock so deep before. It felt like his cock was all the way into her belly. She started moving her ass back against him and tightening up her pussy walls. His fat cock was really getting deep inside her pussy. She loved it.

She reached behind them and found his balls. Her fingertips caressed his heavy balls and made her shiver with delight. He kept ramming it into her. He reached around and grabbed her tits. They were hanging almost low enough to touch the floor. His fingertips started rubbing her nipples.

"Oh yes," she cried. "You're making me feel so good all over. You're making me feel so good!"

Jim began to fuck her cunt a little harder. His heavy balls slapped her with each hard stroke. She could feel her body shaking each time he slammed into her. She had the feeling that her pussy was going to be sore the next day, but she didn't care about that. All she could care about was that it felt so good.

She was the one who lost control as she felt the first shiver of pleasure rocking her body. She started slamming back against his cock as hard as she could. His prick was really getting deeper. She could feel his prick getting fatter.

"Oh yes," she cried. "This is what I need. Oh, I need it so bad. It feels so good! Your big prick feels so good! It's going to make me come. It's making me come! Oh shit! Shit! Fuuuuck!"

Her body rocked back and forth. She was afraid she was going to split apart. She kept trembling even after the last shudder of pleasure went through her. She could feel her cunt juices soaking Jim's hard cock.

Jim didn't slow down. He kept ramming his fat cock into her pussy from behind. She had to take a breath, but then she started rocking back to meet his thrusts. She wanted to satisfy him just as she had been satisfied. She tightened her pussy walls around his cock again. She was milking his cock with the walls of her pussy.

"Come in me," she moaned. "Shoot your hot cum in me. Shoot your cum in me!"

He kept ramming her and she felt his cum dripping inside her. She tightened her cunt again.

"Baby, I'm going to shoot," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my fucking cum. Shit, baby, it feels so good. It feels so fucking good! I'm coming! I'm fucking coming!"

This time he shot his wad of hot cum inside her pussy. She felt his prick pumping again and again until her pussy was filled with cum. She kept tightening her pussy walls to make sure she got every drop of cum from his fat prick. She finally felt him sigh and rein.

"That was fantastic, baby," he told her. "That was the best piece of pussy I've ever had."

Caroline got up and started dressing. He reached up and grabbed her hand.

"Where are you going, sugar?" he asked.

"I've got to get home."

"We've got time for another, baby," Jim said.

Caroline stopped dressing.

Rick knew that there was something troubling Caroline, but he would have never guessed what it was. He didn't protest when Caroline wanted to spend the weekend with her father. Her father still lived a couple of hundred miles away and Caroline decided she would fly so that she'd get there sooner.

Rick took her to the airport and kissed her tenderly.

"Don't worry about me, honey," he told her. "I'll get along fine. Just have a good time with your dad."

"Thanks," Caroline said.

As Caroline got on the plane she kept thinking what a wicked woman she was. Her husband was a nice guy who was doing his best. It wasn't his fault that he couldn't give her everything she wanted. She was turning into a real bitch.

That was why she wanted to spend the weekend with her father. She had always been able to explain things to her dad. He had lived alone ever since her mother died and he'd always been there when she needed him.

This time she needed him worse than she had ever needed him.

The plane was pretty empty and Caroline was surprised when the young stewardess directed her to first-class section.

"But I'm not going first class," she protested.

"That's all right. Tonight's going to be a dead night and we decided to put everyone in first class."

The stewardess didn't tell the complete truth. They didn't put everyone in first class. Only herself and a young, good-looking man in an expensive suit.

The stewardess closed, the curtains on first class and left them alone.

"Well," Caroline said. "I've ridden first class a few times and this is as nice as I've ever seen it."

"This is not exactly first class," the young man explained. "This is executive class. My name's Paul Johnson and I'm an executive with the airlines."

"But what am I doing up here with you?" she asked.

Paul Johnson shrugged. "I just didn't feel like riding by myself tonight and I told the girl to bring in the first pretty girl who got on the plane."

Caroline felt herself blushing down to her toes. She had always been a sucker for compliments and it seemed like she was getting them more and more lately. Of course, a handsome man paying her compliments was the last thing she needed right now.

"Maybe I shouldn't stay up here," she said.

"Nonsense," Paul said. "It's nicer up here and I really would appreciate the company. Please stay."

He really was nice and polite and Caroline thought that there wouldn't be any harm in sitting down. She took a seat across from him and crossed her legs. She noticed the way his eyes went to her legs. That was normal. Men had always looked at her long, shapely legs. She was really getting nervous as hell. It wasn't like she was a nympho or something. She could control herself. She wasn't going to get laid by any man who wanted her.