Rod Strong - Dealing in adultery

Judy was growing more and more aroused with each passing second. I let my tongue lay flat against her vibrating clit, then slithered it down into the steaming cunt, between sodden hair and soaking lips, plunging it deep into the center of her blazing twat. I rolled it around and around while inside, slurping up every drop of the mead she released, and she began turning and twisting her torso. I let my tongue eel its way out of her oily channel, lapping at the inner labia, circling them, and then chewing on her now-reddened outer lips.

Judy's body was taut, and her eyes were closed. Her lips were drawn back, revealing large, white, pearl-like teeth.

My hands moved from beneath her rounded ass up and over her slender body. I fingered her tense, dark nipples, then rubbed them, and finally squeezed her small, albeit full breasts.

Unable to contain herself, Judy shoved my face even deeper into the lathering center of her soaked cunt. My tongue began flicking in and out with rapidity until I felt burning hot liquid splash against my face. She had come, and in the throes of her wild orgasm had emitted floods of the oily liquid designed to help ease the way into her hungry cunt.

With all that oil pouring out, I decided it was a good time to once again try and fit my frustrated cock into her. I raised myself up, my face sodden with her cunt moisture, and was pleased to feel her kissing the liquid off me. My dong once again nosed its way toward the tempting lips of her heated pussy. She parted her thighs as wide as she could, then took my throbbing prick in both hands and fitted it to the tight hole of her twat. Her husband must have had one narrow prick not to have stretched her rubbery cuntwalls by now.

Feeling my pointed prickhead starting to make an entrance, I slowly pushed. At first she cried out a bit, but this time I wasn't showing any mercy. I inched it in a bit deeper, and she gasped, but it was a gasp of mixed emotions. As I hovered there, my weight on my elbows and knees, she made the next move, sliding her body down a bit, forcing herself forward on the thick, slime-covered pole. The rubbery walls of her creaming cunt clutched the smoothness of my penetrating pole as it continued to slowly move up and into her.

I rested for a moment, thrilling to the feeling of the way her clasping cunt tightly gripped my fuckstick, then felt her fingernails dig into my ass, forcing me forward the rest of the way all at once, and I suddenly found my fleshy sword buried in her scabbard up to the hilt.

Once again I waited, enjoying the way my aching cock so totally filled the void between her luscious thighs.

"Now," she whispered, "now. I can feel another one coming."

She rocked her hips, showing she was impatient for me to continue. So I began to drill my vibrating prong into and out of her moisture-laden hole. At first I held the movement to a minimum, rocking back and forth very slowly, barely letting my jackhammer slide. But as the minutes began to pass I speeded up my movement, lengthening my stroke each time until I was pulling out to the very tip, then thrusting forward again until I felt her pussy-lips suck at the very hairs surrounding the base of my cock. I began to slam into her with more power now, still appreciating how tightly her leeching pussylips clung to my rampant prong.

Judy began twisting her luscious hips furiously, wrenching her solid torso in almost every direction at once keeping her entire, smooth body in almost constant motion. Now her legs wrapped themselves around my waist and I could feel the heavy dew from her inner thighs soaking into my belly.

She slammed her flat tummy against my stomach, and my balls, which had been dangling between my thighs and slapping against the bottom of her leaking crack, now tightened and drew close to my body, preparing to unleash their load through my plunging pudendum.

The orgasm completely overpowered me, a sudden, totally consuming, raging fire. It plundered through my body, scorching every nerve ending with its lascivious maw. Ecstasy, both excoriating and excruciating, enveloped me. It completely overpowered me, and my solid cock exploded with a salute to Venus as boiling semen actually zipped through the pipeline of my prong and filled her anxious cervix.

Judy heaved and thrust her slender body upward, slamming against mine as the thrill of my come washing the neck of her womb transmitted itself to her senses. Her muff became tighter and narrower, and more constricting as it pressed against my spouting rod. And then she reached an ultimate climax of her own, squashing my dong so thoroughly I wondered if I would ever get it back.

"Oh my gosh," she breathed in my ear. "Cy's good, but he's nothing like you."

Cy referred to Cyrus Roberts, the apparent crumb she had married.

"Don't let it go down," she cried, jumping off my shrinking cock. "I'm not finished with it yet."

Now that I'd got her started, Judy figured she might just as well go as far as she could.

"You could always enlarge it," I pointed out.

"How?" she asked, kneeling at the foot of the couch and caressing my limp cock.

"Suck on it," I replied.

"I've never done that," she answered. "I've always thought a man's member belonged in but one hole. And you've already put yours there. True, I'd like more, but…"

"But? Come on, Judy. You were enjoying everything before. You enjoyed the feeling of my tongue in your twat. You enjoy what I do to you because I like doing it. By the same token, the only way you can completely please a man is to enjoy everything you can do for him. Now I can get another hard-on and slam it into your cunt, provided you suck on the old prick and make it come back to life. But don't do it simply to make me happy. Enjoy doing it. Make up your mind you like it."

She raised her head without another word and sank her face into my lap. At first she pressed the shriveled, wormlike piece of meat firmly against her cheek, rolling her warm face against it as if in the hope of raising another erection without having to suck on it. The minutes passed and nothing happened, and then her tongue stole from the side of her mouth and licked at the colorless fluid now dripping from the tip of the red knob. She licked up another drop and then another and, finally understanding it had no bad taste, began to sip the lubricant sliding from my shiny cock as fast as it came out. Her greedy tongue licked out and grabbed it all for her seeking mouth. She began to sip at the little hole in the tip of my cock with great eagerness.

As she licked, my cock began to grow, the now purple head expanding and contracting while the shaft enlarged as blood filled the thousands of tiny sacs inside. Her thin, graceful fingers wrapped themselves around my pylon of flesh, hurrying it to its full hardness.

Lowering her head, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed my entire scrotum sac, her tongue wandering all over the fleshy bag, leaping into and out of every wrinkle while softly fondling the balls inside. Then the tongue tickled the underpart of my nutbag, digging into the crevices where my thighs joined my body. Again and again her voracious mouth laved my genitals; first my hardened cock, pulsating and throbbing with anticipating being buried in her again, and then my tender balls, keeping the area completely wetted down. My stake glistened with her saliva as her lips rubbed it up and down again and again. Slowly, carefully, she pulled the glans to the back of her throat, then let it slide along her slithering tongue until her lips formed a zero shape as they surrounded the glistening knob.

Now my cock was rigid, and when she moved her lovely head the sensitive end of said prick was rubbed tantalizingly over the expanding inner surface of her lips. I could feel her dentures as they chewed on the spongy head, gnawing very gently. Little by little she worked her thrilling teeth lower and lower on the heavy round shaft, until her elastic lips had slid along the cock's full length and my prickpoint was pushing gently on the soft flesh at the rear of her palate.