Donna Allen - Wide-open wife

He chuckled. "You say don't do that, but you don't take my hand away." He gazed down the front of her blouse. "Luscious looking tits, doll."

She blushed. She was definitely turned onto him. She knew she shouldn't be, but there it was. He told the bartender to bring her a daiquiri. Everything was happening so fast. He had his hand down on her belly inside her skirt.

"Stop," she said. "Please, stop it. People will see us."

"Don't worry about that, doll. Nobody cares."

He was right about that – nobody seemed to care. He slipped his hand further down and tangled his fingers in her bush.

"You're pants are wet," he said. "You're juiced up, aren't you, doll?"

He massaged her clit with a fingertip. He probed her wet, sticky cunthole.

"Nothing in the world like a dripping pussy," he hissed.

"Please," she moaned. "Take me out of here!"

She walked out with him. He kept a firm grip on her arm. She thought she ought to make a break for it, but she knew she really wanted to go with him. At least her cunt did. Her cunt had a mind of its own. At the moment, the only thing her pussy wanted was the action of a hot cock.

He led her into an apartment building and up an elevator to an apartment on a high floor. He smiled at her as he unlocked the door.

"I'm Roy Price," he said. "What's your name, doll?"

"Joanna."

"Make yourself at home, Joanna. Take off your clothes and relax. Roy Price is going to fuck your brains out."

He had his clothes off before she had a chance to protest. He had a beautiful body. His shoulders were broad and he was strongly muscled. His hips were slender and his ass tight. The strength in his legs turned her on. His belly and legs were covered with a great deal of dark hair. The hair went from just below the navel clown to his crotch. An enormous cock jutted out of the mass of black crotch hair – beautiful, hard, hot, and dripping.

Joanne licked her lips. She stripped off her clothes and stood there not knowing what to do. He came to her with a laugh and lifted her up in his arms. He began caressing her body. She purred like a cat under his touch.

"You've got dimples in your ass," he said. He pressed the dimples. "Your husband's lucky."

"What makes you think I'm married?"

He chuckled. "Your wearing a wedding ring, dummy."

She blushed. "Okay, I'm married."

"Hubby doesn't, appreciate you any more, is that it, doll?"

"Never mind my husband," she said.

His hand was working over her clit and cunt. She gasped when one finger suddenly popped into the rubbery ring of her asshole.

"Oh, God, yes!" she said. "That feels good!"

She rocked her body up and down. She squirmed and panted. She swiveled her hips. She moaned at the way he massaged her clit with an expert thumb.

He wiggled a finger deep, inside her cunthole. The feel of the finger in her asshole threatened to make her come on the spot. She reached down between them and took hold of his cock. His fuck-meat throbbed under her fingers.

"That's it, baby!" he crooned. "Keep it up, doll."

She moaned at the three-fingered action. He had her clit, cunt-hole, and asshole vibrating like a musical instrument. Her crotch was on fire. She didn't want to come on his fingers. She wanted that big cock of his shoved up inside her.

"Fuck me!" she hissed.

He pulled his fingers out of her body and mounted her. His purplish, swollen cock lingered just inside the mouth of her cunt. His hands tugged at the plump cheeks of her ass, rolling her upward to give him a better angle. She felt her hips tilting upward, her cunt opening for him. Then he slammed his cock into her with a mighty groan. She spread her legs wide apart and grunted her pleasure.

"Christ, you're tight!" he said. The pressure of his hands on her ass grew more urgent. She tried to adjust her cunt to take all of him, but his cock hit bottom before she could do it.

"Get you ass up off the bed," he said.

He smiled at her with his hot, dark eyes. He lifted up her legs and pressed them back until her knees were on either side of her head. Her crotch was pointed at the ceiling. Her gaping cunt was at his mercy. No man had ever doubled her up like this. She knew he was now going to shove his cock in deeper than she'd ever had a cock before. A shudder passed over her body as he pushed the long pole of his fuck-meat down the steaming channel of her cunt. Her movements grew frantic. He held his cock deep inside her cunt, his balls smashed up against her asshole. She gyrated her hips, grinding her cunt on the long hot pole. Once again his hand was under her ass. She screamed with delight as a long finger suddenly shot into the tight ring of her shit-hole.

It was almost like having two cocks inside of her at once. She'd never dreamed such bliss could be possible. She opened her mouth and howled. His mammoth cock slammed in and out of her tight, hot pussy. He used long strokes, bringing it out so far that she was terrified it would slip out all the way.

His finger fucked deeply into her asshole, circling around inside, sending shivers of exquisite sensation up and down her spine. The hot pleasure flared out through her belly and crotch, her cunt and her clit, and without any warning, she cried out in the throes of an orgasm.

She felt completely stuffed with cock. Sweat ran between her bouncing tits like a river. Each time they slammed together, their wet flesh made a slapping noise.

"Hold on!" he growled.

"I can't!" she cried. "I can't!" He stroked his finger more vigorously inside her asshole, pumping it in and out and driving her up to another orgasm. Her cunt fluttered and grasped at his cock. He suddenly began plunging his fuck-meat in and out with a wild tempo, digging deep with each stroke into her boiling cunt. The finger fucking her asshole became frenzied. She hovered on the brink of another orgasm. She felt his body tighten. She heard a quick, indrawn gasp as he prepared for he final drive. He rammed his cock in to the hilt, barely leaving his balls outside. Her body heaved and humped. Her cuntjuice rolled out just as the first jet of his jism squirted into her spasming pussy. He shot off great volleys of cum, bathing her cunt-hole with his slimy white cream.

They lay there in each other's arms, spent and exhausted, savoring the last moments of their mutual orgasms.

After awhile she made him stretch out on his back. She crouched over him and began sucking his juice-coated cock. She kept sucking until the blood came back to stiffen his meat. She dipped her head up and down, licking and teasing him. Then she went all the way down on his cock, taking the immense length of it inside her mouth, letting it slide down past the back of her tongue and into her throat. He finally pushed her face away. He made her lie with her ass on the edge of the bed. He got on the floor on his knees and draped her legs over his shoulders. He looked up at her and grinned.

"You like having your cunt sucked?"

She smiled. She pulled a pillow under her head so she'd be able to watch him. "Doesn't everyone?"

She felt the furry beat of his tongue as it stabbed like liquid fire on her clit. She moaned and shook her head back and forth. Her legs dangled down his back, the knees bent at his shoulders. Spreading her open with both hands, he sucked on her juicy, hot cunt. He moved his mouth back and forth between clit and cunt-hole, churning her juice over her meat.

He abruptly removed his tongue and stood up. She groaned her disappointment.

"Roll over," he said.

With a flip of his big hands, he turned her over on the bed. He pulled her up on her knees. His hands worked at her, coming up from under her bush. A finger massaged her clit. Two fingers dug deep into the tunnel of her cunt. His fingers were thick and hard and as delicious as a cock. The walls of her cunt clutched and grabbed at them. The hot, sticky jism from the last fuck squished in the channel and dripped over his hand. With his hands under her like that, she felt like a pet mink being fondled by its owner. She was totally unprepared for the shock of his cockhead pressing at the tight ring of her asshole.