Jackie Reedly: Sex and the Boss Wife

"I was doing a lot of shifting and wriggling about myself, mostly because I was squirming out of my own cut-offs. My body was seething with wonderfully sensual feelings, and I kept sliding my tongue over her sizzling slit, lapping up her sweet nectar. My hands caressed her inner thighs, and as I petted them, more and more of her girlish juices dripped from her seething cunt.

"The two of us wound up on the floor, our mouths glued together, our bodies too full of sexual excitement to hold still even for a second. We were necking as passionately as we dreamed of doing with boys, and both of us were loving every sweet minute of it.

"Suddenly, Marie rolled onto her back, her legs spread wide apart. I looked at her, and her youthful cunt looked like an angry, dripping wound. Instead of repelling me, it drove me to new heights of excitement, and I fell upon her, licking and nibbling and whinning like an animal. I slid my long, hot tongue in and out of her red cleft, and Marie sobbed and shuddered wildly at the fierce and thrilling sensations she was experiencing. I was amazed at the fury of her sexual frenzy. I was in charge now, making my older sister react in any way I decided. I knew I could have her begging just by withdrawing my lips from her hungry, pulsing cunt. I reached up without even looking, my face buried between her long, tapering legs, and grasped her firm breasts with both my hands. I squeezed them, and I heard her cries become more frantic and high pitched.

"‘Turn around,' Marie said breathlessly. ‘Let me eat you out, just the way you're doing to me!' Well, it took me about two seconds to get into position, and then Marie was slurping up my hot juice too, and the two of us rolled around on the floor, moaning and groaning and acting like wonderfully wild animals. I could hardly believe anything in the world could feel so tremendous."

"Was that the only time it happened, between you and your sister, I mean?" Scott asked. Her story had excited him to the point where he could hardly talk straight. His cock was fully erect, and it throbbed in his pants leg. It was clearly visible in its meaty hardness, and he could tell Rona was looking at it, her dark eyes flashing with arousal.

She giggled. "Heavens no. From that day on, Marie and I couldn't keep our hands off each other. We did everything two girls ever thought of to keep each other satisfied."

"Did you consider yourselves lesbians, then?" Scott asked, half afraid of what her answer might be.

"Lord no! We were just having fun. There's a lot to be said for making use of what's available, don't you think?" Lewd flashed filled her eyes, and she smiled at him sensuously. "I do the best I can, and I don't worry about a thing."

"That's a good philosophy, I guess," Scott said, opening his long legs a little wider to be sure the girl saw what was growing and swelling between them.

"Before long, Marie and I had our brothers involved with us. You should have seen us making excuses to get away from wherever our parents were so we could have sex. We practically burned one another out."

"I bet you miss them, then," Scott said, reaching out to caress Rona's smooth cheek.

"I make up for it with other people now," Rona whispered. Taking his hand, she guided it down to her bosom.

Rona bent close to Scott and pressed her full, sensuous lips to his. Without intending to, he began to shiver with excitement. The redhead let her hand fall to his crotch, and she let out a soft mewling sound as she felt his hard, rocklike penis.

Scott did nothing to push her hand away, and she began to move it in small, teasing circles, the palm of it pressing over the hotness of his male organ again and again. Their lips clung together, working against one another frantically. Now Rona was trembling too, just as he was. She felt half crazy with sudden surges of raw sexuality.

Scott kneaded her soft breasts frantically, bringing new cries from the girl. He reached into the low neckline of her dress and pulled first one and then the other of her fleshy orbs out into the open. Rona arched her back excitedly, inviting him to arouse her further by playing with the tiny, crinkly nipple that crowned her breasts. His fingers curled around them as if he were blind and reading Braille.

With skillful fingers, Rona unzipped Scott's tight pants and reached inside, touching the hardness of his prick firsthand. "Ouuuuuuu!" she exclaimed, You're not wearing underwear. I like that!" She looped her fingers around the firmness of his shaft and tried to pull on it to bring it out of his pants. It would not move. The head of it was caught down in his trouser leg. Quickly, she unbuckled his belt and undid the snap at the top of his pants.

Scott lifted his buttocks, letting the girl push his pants down far enough to pull his burgeoning erection out into the air. She gazed down at it excitedly, looking at its red head, glistening and shining in the light, a huge droplet of clear precum already glowing in its deep lips.

Slowly, Rona moved her hand up and down, carrying the thin skin along over the hardness of his flesh beneath it. Her eyes were focused on it, and she watched the head of it grow larger and larger still.

"Oh, Baby, that feels sooooooo good," Scott mumbled, his eyes closed. He reached around behind her and pulled down the zipper of her dress, then pushed the top of it down so that she was naked to the waist. Now he had free access to her cone shaped breasts, and he massaged and kneaded them gently, his fingertips twisting and pulling at her small, erect nipples.

Suddenly and without warning, Scott was coming. With a low groan, he began to spurt, covering the front of his pants and the girl's fingers with hot, rich, manly liquor. Rona's hand moved faster and faster, masturbating him until every drop of starchy semen was wrenched from his roiling balls.

Rona slipped to her knees before the couch, and then she was licking at his wet cock, sucking gently at its tip, hungrily cleaning away every drip of white, fragrant sperm. As he looked down at her, Scott could tell how much she loved it. Rona made loud slurping noises, her long, pink tongue darting out to wrap around the head of his cock and then move down along its rigid shaft. In seconds, she had him tingling so intensely that it was hard for him to imagine he had climaxed only a moment before. He felt ready to go again, to go and go and go.

His hands went to the top of her red head, and he encouraged her on, pushing down as though he wanted her to take him to the root. She fitted her mouth over his throbbing head and slid her lips down the length of his prick, hollowing her cheeks and sucking him with intensity beyond anything he had ever imagined. She scooped up his huge, spongy gonads in her fingers, and her sharp fingernails plucked and teased at them. Soon, Scott was bouncing around, shivering and squirming.

"No," he groaned pitifully, "I can't come again, not this soon. Oh, God, you'll rupture me."

The girl did not even seem to hear. He felt her fingers pulling at his balls, dragging them to the bottom of his sac, demanding that they yield up another load of hot, fresh seed. With her free hand, Rona began to jerk the base of his cock while she sucked its tip and shaft unmercifully, trying to exhaust him.

"No!" Scott moaned, "Nooooooooooooo, Pleeeeeeeeease!" Then he was coming again, the semen bursting from him to coat the inside of the eager girl's mouth. He sobbed and cried, tossing his head from side to side. It was like being the victim of a vampire, a wonderful, skilled vampire.

He lay back against the couch cushions, his eyes closed, gasping for breath.

Rona stood up. Grinning down at the exhausted male, she wiggled out of her dress and let it fail to the floor. She kicked it out of the way and then removed her high heeled shoes. Rotating her lush, rounded hips, she pushed down her pantyhose. The filmy garmet seemed to float down her long, tapered legs, and she pulled it off over her feet.