Tom Allison

The wife_s hot itch

CHAPTER ONE

While she was still a child, it was apparent that Donna Burling would some day be one of the most fuckable girls in the county. Her face was already gorgeous and her tits had begun to bud. The bone structure of her hips, waist and shoulders promised a mature symmetry that would put starlets and beauty queens to shame.

By the time she turned sixteen, the apparent future had became a mouthwatering reality. Donna was stacked with a capital S. Her tits were huge, firm, creamy-white melons that jiggled when she walked and formed a provocative shelf under the most modest clothes. Donna's legs were long and shapely, and her ass was the tightest and sweetest in town. High-school boys got hard-ons just from watching her walk to class.

Donna longed to give her pussy to these boys as badly as they wanted to fuck her. An extremely high natural libido had developed along with her amply-endowed body. She fantasized stiff, spurting cocks constantly, and finger-fucked her burning cunt to sleep every night. But Donna's parents were unusually strict, and she graduated high school a frustrated virgin.

When she was twenty, Donna's parents finally allowed her to seriously date a young man. The lucky suitor was Roy, a level-headed thirty-four year old with a promising career in accounting. Donna's parents approved of him – Roy obviously wasn't just interested in Donna's body.

Unfortunately, her parents' approval was Donna's disappointment. It maddened her that Roy didn't try to get into her panties, even when they had the privacy to fuck for hours. She craved to stroke and suck his long, stiff prick, to feel the meaty shaft boring into her open cunt.

Soon they were married. On their wedding night, Donna's pussy moistened as she saw her new husband's lean body for the first time. It made her proud that she could give him her own voluptuous figure. But Roy only fucked her once that night, and in subsequent weeks he only fed her his dick every couple of days. Donna was more frustrated than ever. She wanted to fuck three or four times a night.

By the time she was twenty-one, Donna was horny as hell. Roy wanted her to stay at home and be a housewife, so she had all day to rub her pussy and dream about thrusting cocks. It had gotten to the point where the luscious brown-haired wife wanted to give a blow job to every man she saw on the street.

Finally, she decided that things had to change. Donna went to the store that day and blew sixty dollars on a transparent black negligee that barely covered her pussy and showed the fat, crimson nipples of her enormous tits. Another thirty dollars was spent on the best bottle of perfume from the nicest shop in the suburbs.

All evening she pampered her husband, preparing his favorite dinner and doting on him as he watched the tube. When their bedtime rolled around she slipped into the bathroom, put on the negligee and combed her lustrous, long brown hair until it shone. Then she padded barefoot into the bedroom, with her cunt throbbing and dripping with her need to get fucked.

"Surprise, darling," she purred.

Roy put down the magazine he was reading in bed and stared at her blankly. "Surprise, what?"

"Why, darling, don't you like my little outfit?" Donna asked huskily. She cuddled up to him and slid her fingers through the wiry hairs of his muscular chest. "I bought it just for you."

"Should have saved your money," Roy snorted. He retrieved his magazine and went back to his reading. "Cut out the crap, would you, honey? I just screwed you a couple of nights ago. Some other time."

Donna was too horny to be insulted by Roy's lack of enthusiasm, even though she knew any other man would have given up a month's salary to taste her pussy. Sighing, she pushed her hand under the blanket and groped for his big prick.

"Please be nice to tile, Roy," she whimpered hotly. "I want your cock so much…"

Donna cupped her fingers around his dick. His cock was soft, but she felt it swelling immediately as she wrapped her palm around the shaft. Roy fidgeted impatiently.

"God damn it, Donna, knock it off. I told you, some other night."

"Just let me such it, Roy," Donna begged shamelessly. "I'm so horny. You don't know how a woman can feel sometimes. I want to drink your cum so much."

Roy grunted and turned the page of his magazine. Donna knew he wasn't going to stop her. Happily she pushed the blanket down to the foot of the bed, revealing his naked cock.

He had a nice, big prick, with a thick shaft and a fat, rosy knob. On their honeymoon, when she'd first seen his dick in the raw, Donna had wanted to suck it all night. She loved the way his rod felt as it stiffened between her lips, the salty taste of his cum cream as it spurted down her throat.

It was too bad she always had to beg for it like this. Donna lazily stroked his swelling cock for a few minutes, squeezing the veined shaft and tickling his hairy, wrinkled balls. She rested her cheek on his hard stomach and stared intently at his growing dickhead as she jacked him off, occasionally teasing his cum slit with the tip of her tongue.

Roy continued to read his magazine. But his prick had grown to total stiffness, pulsing and twitching painfully with its engorgement of blood. He was getting horny in spite of himself, Donna thought. Maybe if she gave him a nice, juicy blow job, he'd even let her fuck him.

Donna slid her cheek down his stomach until the throbbing tip of his cock poked her chin. Then she opened her mouth wide and let the mushroom-shaped knob of his dick slide down her throat.

Her nipples stiffened through the sheer negligee as she savored the first taste of his hard-on. Her pussy was already as wet and sticky as a swamp. Groaning salaciously, Donna wrapped her lips in a tight circle around the shaft of his prick. Her cheeks puckered as she increased the suction in her mouth.

Then she started sucking, fast and hard. Slurping, gurgling sounds came from the back of her throat as she worked with shameless hunger on her husband's prick. Donna cupped his nuts protectively as she rolled her tongue all over the rosy knob.

"Ungghh," Roy grunted. He kept his eyes on the magazine, but his expression was beginning to cloud with lust. "Jesus, honey. Not so hard."

"What's the matter, darling? Am I making you hot?" Donna whispered teasingly around his saliva-slicked cockhead, then popped the spongy crown back into her mouth. Now she sucked harder than ever. Her cheeks reddened obscenely, as if she were intent upon tugging the meat of his prick out of its root.

His big cock twitched wildly as she darted her tongue into its slit, and she could feel his heavy balls swelling under her fingers. Donna's cunt ached as Roy's dick grew stiffer and stiffer. Wantonly she slipped her hand under her negligee, touching the curly-haired lips of her pussy.

It felt good to jack off as she sucked him. Donna ran her middle finger up and down her pouting, pink slit, feeling the wet stickiness of her fuck juices oozing from her open hole.

Then she rammed her finger all the way up her clasping cunt and began to pump it in and out, teasing her clit as her lips nursed at the thick shaft of Roy's dick.

The jism poured freely from his cockhead now, mingling with her saliva until her mouth was buttery wet. His prick jerked slightly every time she touched the knob with her tongue. Roy had no idea what he was reading now, Donna knew. She clasped his cock shaft in her fist and jerked him off violently as she sucked; that would stop him from being stubborn.

Roy finally dropped his magazine.

"Okay, you little bitch," he muttered savagely. He grabbed Donna's head in both hands and furiously bucked his lean ass off the mattress, pounding his cock down her throat. "You make my dick this stiff, now you get to take care of it. You hear me? Suck it, bitch, suck out my cream!"

Eagerly Donna opened her mouth wide so he could fuck her throat. Her luscious, creamy thighs splayed wide apart. She pumped three fingers into the clasping tunnel of her fuck slit, humping her ass so her stiff clit would brush her palm.

"Come for me," she burbled breathlessly. She sucked his cock as hard as she could, rhythmically puckering and bellowing her cheeks as she struggled to breathe around the thickness of his tool. "Come on, baby! I want to taste it! Shoot your load and let me gulp it down!"

"Ahh, ahh, ahhh," Roy gasped. Wincing, he pulled Donna's hair and hammered his ass off the bed in a driven frenzy of lust. "Okay, Donna! Oh shit, oh fuck, here it comes… nnnahhh."

Roy jerked his hip suddenly upwards, ramming every inch of his throbbing, jerking dick into the buttery wetness of his wife's throat. Donna nearly gagged around the thickness of his cock. But she managed to keep sucking harder than ever, anxious for the hot spurts of his cum.

A long stream of jism erupted from the knob of Roy's prick, shooting violently down Donna's throat. The first spurt pumped out so hard that she never had a chance to taste it. Then more cream flooded out of his dickhead, and Donna moaned with satisfaction as her mouth was deluged with thick, salty cum.

Roy held her head and continued to rock and buck his ass, wincing and swearing as the jism burned out of his cum slit. Greedily Donna gulped down every drop. Afterwards she held his still-pulsing meat in her fist and lovingly licked and kissed the swollen knob, refusing to allow even a single delicious drop to escape the swipes of her tongue.

"Now you get to fuck me," she purred. "Oh Roy, your prick's still so long and stiff. Now you get to ram it up my cunt."

"Unh-unh, baby," Roy muttered. He shook his head and pushed Donna away. "You already begged one come out of me, and that's all you're gonna get. I have to go to work tomorrow. I'm going to [missing text]."

"Awww, Roy!"

Roy shut his eyes and started to roll onto his side. Donna couldn't let it happen. Sucking his dick had made her unbearably horny. She could feel her heartbeat throbbing in her pussy, and her clit was so stiff it hurt. She had to pack Roy's dick up her cunt.

Thinking quickly, knowing she had to act before his cock softened, Donna climbed on top of him. Her knees dug into the mattress to either side of his hips, holding his ass flat on the bed. She grabbed the veined shaft of his cock and directed the bloated knob between the pouting lips of her dripping cunt.

"God damn it, Donna!" Roy muttered. He gaped at her, surprised that his young wife could be so bold. "Didn't you just hear what I…"

"I don't care!" Donna squealed. "You're going to fuck me! I need to get fucked!"

She bucked her round little ass in a downward, spiraling motion, forcing the first several inches of his cock up her aching cunt. Immediately she felt her pussy walls stretching to accept her husband's dick, the slit of her cunt gaping as it sucked around his invading shaft.

His prick felt so big and good. A flush spread over Donna's huge tits as new wetness coursed into her pussy. She leaned forward, gripping her husband's shoulders. Then she rhythmically pumped and humped her ass, forcing more and more, of his dick inside her burning cunt.

"For Christ's sake, Donna, would you cut out the crap?" Roy protested. "I'm not horny anymore! Can't you just, beat your meat or something? I got to get to sleep!"

"F-f-fuck meeee," Donna gurgled. She rested with all of his cock throbbing inside her, savoring the way it felt to have her cunt packed with hard dick. "Just fuck me… I'm so horny… fuck me haaaard!"

Donna started humping again, fast and hard, hammering her hungry pussy onto his dick. Roy started to respond in spite of himself.

His cock grew to total stiffness as her cunt muscles sucked around it, as if he'd never come at all. A shudder passed through his body. His expression glazed with lust. "Oh Donna," he sighed. "Your cunt… it's so tight. Oh fuck!"

"Fuck me," Donna pleaded persistently. Her stiff, crimson nipples brushed his chest as her mammoth tits swung with the motions of fucking. "Come on, darling! Make my pussy cream!"

"You little cunt," Roy swore savagely. "You always got to get what you want!"

Roy locked his powerful hands around the jiggling globes of his wife's ass. Then he began to buck his ass to meet her strokes, stabbing his bursting hard-on wetly through the grip of her sucking fuck tunnel.

"Unggghh! Harder, Roy, fuck me harder!" Donna shouted. She pistoned her ass so feverishly that the bed began to shake beneath them. "My pussy's getting hotter now! Oh yes, I love your stiff cock! I'm getting close, Roy, I'm gonna come!"

"Little bitch, little fucking bitch!" Roy repeated. He sounded furious with himself for giving in to Donna's desires. "Always horny, always want to get laid! Fucking nympho bitch!"

Donna didn't care what names her husband called her – his rage only made him fuck harder. Happily she pumped her pussy onto his driving prick, moaning and grimacing as the burning heat built in the depths of her cunt. Any moment, she thought. Any second oh yes… oh there… ahhhhh!

"Coming, Roy!" Donna gasped. She clawed his shoulders and fucked him as hard as she could, shrieking as the wetness of her pussy soaked his cock hairs with juice. "Awwww yes! Awwwww fuck, oh shit, Roy, fuck my cunt!"

The spasms exploded deep inside her fuck hole, making her clit tingle and her pussy clamp needfully around Roy's cock. Roy sighed in agony and stabbed his rock-hard dick as far into her cunt as he could.

The second load of jism cascaded from the tip of his dick, anointing her ravaged cunt with cum. Roy held onto her ass and kept pumping his rod into her pussy until all of the cream had drained from his swollen balls.

Roy pulled his wilted cock unceremoniously from Donna's pussy and rolled over, already preparing to sleep. Donna lay on her back and stared at the ceiling long after he'd begun to snore. Soon she began to finger-fuck herself, still shamefully horny for another climax.

She didn't want to cheat on him, she thought miserably. Donna loved her husband – why wouldn't he just give her enough fucking? Men propositioned her on the street all the time. Pretty soon she might take one of them up on it. She didn't want to, but she was so horny. She was horny all the time.

CHAPTER TWO

His cock… long and thick and stiff. It's throbbing, for me. He wants to stick it in my pussy – now… oh yes, all the way in… all the way up my juicy cunt…

Donna lay naked on her bed, deliriously finger-fucking herself to another come. It was two in the afternoon, but she hadn't gotten any housework done. Four days had passed since Roy had fucked her. She was hornier than ever.

He's fucking me now! Oh fuck, I can feel it, it's all the way inside! He's fucking my pussy… in and out… fast and hard! Oh God, I need it… I need to get fucked so bad… ummmmm…

Suddenly the doorbell rang. Swearing irritably, Donna withdrew her fingers from her sopping pussy and rose from the bed. She threw on a terrycloth bathrobe and headed impatiently to the door. Whoever it was would be gotten rid of in a hurry. Donna didn't like to be interrupted when she was about to come.

But her visitor turned out to be an unusually handsome man. Donna almost gasped when she opened the door. He was about forty, old enough to be her father, with a solid, masculine build, a square jaw and a full head of gray hair. The man was wearing a suit and carrying an enormous briefcase – a traveling salesman.

"Harry Townes, ma'am, representative of the Atlas Brush and Cleanser Company!" the man said brightly. "Mind if I invade your lovely home for a minute or two sand show you my wares?"

Donna was so flustered by Harry Townes' good looks that she forgot her resolve to send him away. "Why yes, of course," she replied awkwardly, and held open, the door. "Come right in."

The salesman grinned and walked straight past Donna into the living room, finding it as instinctively as a bloodhound following a scent. But as he passed her she saw him glance at her big, braless tits jiggling under the bathrobe, and she knew he'd become aware of the extreme voluptuousness of her young body.

Donna cursed herself as she closed the door and followed him into the living room. Her cunt was getting wet again. She was so horny that even a stranger's passing glance could turn her on.

"Have a seat anywhere, ma'am," Harry Townes said. He knelt on the floor, unbuckled his carrying case and started pulling out various brushes and bottles. "As long as you can see the Atlas presentation."

Donna sat on the couch and crossed her long legs demurely so Mr. Townes wouldn't be able to see her moist pussy bush between her luscious thighs. Townes continued to spread the bottles and brushes on the rug, prattling his way through his sales pitch. Then he stopped suddenly, lifted his head and sniffed the air as a lewd grin spread across his face.

"Uh, ma'am, I hope you don't mind a personal question, but would you mind telling me the origin of that captivating smell detected by these here nostrils?"

It took Donna a moment to understand what Townes had referred to. Then a hot blush spread through her cheeks, and she lowered her head in shame. The salesman could smell her cunt! She'd finger-fucked herself so many times that day that the whole house stunk of pussy?

"Just as I thought, ma'am. One'll get you ten your sticky fingers were dallying in a little afternoon delight when I knocked on your door!"

"What?" Donna gasped. She gaped at Townes' demonically lustful expression, unable to believe his boldness. "Why, Mr. Townes, how can you… I don't know what you're talking about!"

"I think you do, ma'am. You were masturbating, weren't you? It doesn't look like you've got one hell of a lot on under that bathrobe. Now I truly am sorry I interrupted you. Who wants to listen to some old salesman when you can enjoy a good come?"

"Why, Mr. Townes!"

Townes' grin broadened. Pushing the bottles and brushes out of the way, he waddled on his knees to Donna's couch. It took Donna a moment to realize he was making a pass at her. Then her cunt literally started throbbing, and she suddenly felt hornier than ever before in her life.

"But don't you fret, ma'am. Every salesman has to be a jack of all trades, in a way. I think there's something I can apply to that sweet pussy of yours that'll be considerably more gratifying than your finger."

Townes knelt oh the floor next to her legs and thrust his hands under her thighs, cupping the peach-shaped cheeks of her naked ass. Donna stared down at him with wide, disbelieving eyes, too shocked to do anything to stop him. Then he pulled apart the halves of her bathrobe, exposing the huge globes of her tits and her hairy cunt triangle.

"You wouldn't mind if I sucked your pussy, would you, ma'am?" Townes asked hoarsely. He spread her thighs and sighed as he saw the pouting lips of her dripping pussy. "Mmmm, does that ever look tasty! Awfully wet, too, if I do say so myself. No, I don't think you'll mind at all."

Again Townes dug his hands into the spongy cheeks of her ass. Then his head sank forward. He buried his face in the sopping wetness of her hairy cunt.

Donna finally recovered herself enough to protest. "No!" she shrieked. Desperately she tried to get away from him, staring in horror at his head of gray hair between her legs. "Oh, Mr. Townes, you stop that! I'm going to call the police! I'm married, oh you filthy, I'm going to… I'm gonna… ohhh…"

Then his tongue touched her pussy, and the wards of protest died in her throat. Donna had never had her cunt sucked before. Her husband had said it was a perversion, something only whores and junkies did. Donna had fantasized about it a couple of times, but her husband's opinion had made her feel guilty. She'd never known before that cunt sucking felt so good.

Suddenly waves of hot, tingling pleasure coursed trough her pussy as Townes bathed it with his tongue. Her nipples hardened. Her freshly aroused clit rose from its protective hood.

Donna shuddered hard, then stiffened. For several seconds she froze in position on the couch, with her thighs spread and Townes lapping greedily away between them, neither encouraging nor discouraging the lustful salesman. Townes' moans were muffled as he worked between her soft young thighs; wantonly he licked up the pungent fuck juices oozing from her slit.

A thousand thoughts raced through Donna's mind. She couldn't cheat on her husband. It was wrong, she'd never fucked another man before, it was sinful, she was a good girl, she wasn't supposed to. But she was so horny, and it felt so good.

Almost involuntarily, unable to control herself any longer, Donna splayed her legs as far apart as they would go. She grabbed Townes' thick gray hair and pulled his face deeper onto the mushy wetness of her fuck hole. Then she began to buck and gyrate her hot ass off the edge of the couch, fucking her pussy all over his face.

"Suck it," she whimpered shamefully. "Oh Mr. Townes, you've got me so hot! Unh, unh Christ, I can't stop myself anymore! Eat my pussy now, make it wet, make me come!"

Townes giggled triumphantly. Then he applied himself to Donna's delicious pussy with new energy, determined to help her enjoy the hardest come of her life.

His tongue lapped smoothly up her hot pink slit, darting into the pink inner sheath of her fuck tunnel. Gradually he withdrew one hand from her bouncing asscheeks and slid it up the insides of her tender young thighs. He pushed two fingers into her clasping cunt and slowly started to jack her off, pounding his knuckles onto the plump, hairy mound of her pussy.

"Nhuuunhh!" Donna squealed. Her expression contorted obscenely as the heat of lust burned deep inside her cunt. "Suck it, Mr. Townes!" Locking her thighs around his temples, she humped her ass as fast and as hard as she could. "Suck it, oh fuck, you're making me come! Suck my pussy, oh please, oh God!"

Townes managed to push her thighs apart again and jacked her off harder, inserting a third finger into the curly-haired lips of her snatch. He moved his tongue up her cunt and flicked her swollen clit, knowing that it was probably the first time a man had ever applied direct pressure on the most sensitive nub of Donna's body.

"Awwwww fuck!" Donna shrieked. Her big tits jiggled as she squealed in ecstasy, grunting and biting her lip, almost unable to bear the sensations shooting through her pussy. "My pussy, oh God, suck my clit! I'm gonna come, Mr. Townes!"

Townes glued his lips to the stiffened bud of her clit. He sucked it hard, flicking his tongue on the pink tip. Donna was so horny that even her pink little asshole puckered in and out. Townes increased the sucking pressure on her clit and jammed his fingers as far up her cunt as they would go.

"Coming now, awwww yes, suck it!" Donna cried. The burning waves of pleasure burst suddenly through her fuck hole, forcing her clit to twitch and her pussy muscles to suck needfully around Townes' fingers. "Awwungghh! Oh yes, oh God, cooommmiiinnnggg!"

It was the hardest come she'd ever had in all her twenty-one years. Donna stopped breathing and furiously bit her lips. Her muscles locked. She pulled Townes' hair and lifted her ass off the couch in a tight bow. Again and again the spasms pounded through her cunt, until the juices of her drenched pussy flowed down her thighs.

Finally she collapsed spread-eagled on the couch, sweating and panting in exhaustion. Immediately Townes took his mouth from her steaming cunt. He began to slide up her body, kissing her soft flesh along the way, gluing his mouth to her huge tit and hungrily sucking the red, stiff, silver dollar-sized nipple.

"Oh Christ, was that good," Donna purred breathlessly. "I never knew I could fed that way. It's like I just came ten times in a row!"

"But you can feel even better, ma'am," Townes said huskily. "Because now I'm going to fuck you."

Townes hunched over the couch between her spread legs and fumbled frantically with his pants. Donna watched as he tore open his zipper. She stared in awe at the bulge of his hard-on, thrusting against the cum-stained fabric of his shorts.

"Don't you want me to fuck you, darling?" he asked. He rubbed his dick through his shorts and stared hungrily at her hairy, wet cunt, like a starving man confronting his first meal in weeks. "Tell me about it. I'll bet you can't wait to have your pussy filled by this nice, thick prick!"

Donna hesitated. Her conscience was returning now – she remembered her husband, their marriage. She'd already cheated on Roy, but she hadn't actually fucked the salesman yet. She could still get out with some of her dignity intact.

Then Townes pulled down his shorts, revealing his nakedly throbbing hard-on. Abruptly all thoughts of conscience flew out of Donna's mind.

"Stick it in me," she begged hotly. Staring at his long, thick dick, she wiggled her horny ass to the edge of the couch and fingered her pussy before his eyes.

"Okay. You win. Just raw it in me. Right now, Mr. Townes! Fuck my cunt hard!"

Chuckling triumphantly, Townes leaned forward until the rosy crown of his cock touched the hairy slit of her pussy. For awhile he teased her with the tip of his prick, holding the veined shaft in his fist and rubbing the spongy knob all over her cunt opening until Donna thought she'd go insane with desire.

"I said fuck me!" she shouted. Wantonly she began humping her ass, feverishly trying to lift her pussy to the satisfying shaft of his cock. "Fuck me with it, fuck me with that big dick! Fuck meeee…"

Townes bucked his ass, stabbing the first three inches of his throbbing cock into the buttery sheath of her cunt tunnel. He gasped as he felt what a tight, hot pussy Donna had. Then he began to pump rhythmically, forcing inch after inch of his meaty hard-on into her sucking, burning cunt.

"Oh God," Donna whimpered. She shut her eyes and winced as he fed her his dick, crying with pleasure and shaking her head repeatedly back and forth. "Oh fuck, Mr. Townes… oh fuck, oh shit… oh Godddd…"

When he had all of his prick embedded in her pussy Townes immediately started fucking her hard and fast, savagely pounding his cock into her cunt. Donna didn't take a moment to respond. She locked her thighs around his waist and wildly started screwing him back, gyrating her nimble ass like a bitch in heat.

"Does it feel good, baby?" Townes grunted. He steadied the rhythm of his fucking, slipping his prick in and out of the hairy bush between her legs. Donna's pussy was so wet that his rod was already greased with her fuck juices. "This is what you wanted, right? I'll bet you needed a good fuck a lot more than any of my old brushes!"

"H-h-harder!" Donna hissed. She humped her ass so hard that the couch jiggled on the floor, punching her pussy onto his big dick. "I love it, Mr. Townes! Oh Christ, you're making me horny again! Horny, so fucking horny. I'm gonna come again! Keep fucking me, oh yes! I want to feel your cream!"

Donna lifted her arms and clung needfully to Townes' shoulders. Her big, creamy-white jugs jiggled with every fucking motion of her hips, and the luscious nipples goose-bumped with their stiffness.

Townes couldn't keep his eyes off her huge jugs. Finally he lowered his face into her cleavage as he continued to ream out her pussy. Catching one rubbery-stiff nipple between his lips, he sucked it hard. The taste excited him. Townes fucked her cunt harder than ever before, feverishly pumping his cum oozing cock into the sopping, clinging tunnel of Donna's cunt.

"I'm coming again!" Donna cried. Helplessly she bit Townes' shoulder as the heat suddenly exploded inside her pussy. "Unh! Oh yes, there, oh there! Unggghhh! Fuck me, Mr. Townes, fuck me with your big prick."

Donna's pussy clutched the hard center of his thrusting cock, as if to milk his hairy balls into her cunt along with his cock. Townes couldn't stand it. His nuts swelled with his jism; his prick began to jerk and throb painfully as he prepared to unload.

"Ahhhh, yessss," Townes sighed. He delivered a few more quick, savage thrusts, then collapsed on her voluptuous nakedness and rammed his cock as far up her cunt as he could.

The creamy jism gushed out of his swollen cockhead, deluging Donna's pussy with cum. Donna had never felt anything like it; in a year of fucking, her husband had never shot off so much so hard.

Again and again the white cream shot out of Townes' pulsing cock, until his balls were completely drained of seed. Donna felt his jism filling her small cunt. It dripped out of her hairy slit and ran down her thighs, forming a sticky stain on the couch.

"Oh, Mr. Townes!" she sighed. Hotly she continued to pump her ass beneath him, milking his dick with her pussy long after his climax was through.

She'd finally fucked another man, and she knew she'd enjoyed it. Now Donna had to worry if she'd give in to temptation again.

CHAPTER THREE

Roy never discovered Donna's fuck session with the traveling salesman, but that didn't make her feel any less ashamed of herself. She'd been stricken with remorse as soon as Townes had left that afternoon.

How could she have given her pussy to another man? It didn't matter how horny she was. When Roy returned from work that evening, Donna showered him with attention, purging her guilt by being as nice to him as she could. She swore to herself that she'd never cheat on him again.

But that was before Phil joined them, for a drinking party a few nights later.

Phil was one of Roy's buddies at work. At twenty-six he was closer to Donna's age, and he still had the long hair and beard he'd grown in college. Donna had been secretly attracted to him for a long time – as horny as she was, she was attracted to a lot of men – and several times she'd caught Phil glancing hungrily at her big tits and shapely ass. But if they hadn't been drunk she would never have dreamed of doing, anything about it.

Now Phil, Roy and Donna had been sitting in the living room guzzling booze for the past several hours, and Donna could feel the conversation becoming dangerously loose. Roy was stoned enough to make sexual comments about her body, and Phil didn't seem to mind looking where her husband was pointing. Donna kept fidgeting. She didn't like the way she felt, but the talk was turning her on.

"Tell me the truth," Roy said drunkenly, swinging his glass and spilling scotch all over the sofa. "Does my wife, or does she not, have the biggest fucking pair of tits you've ever seen?"

Donna blushed embarrassedly. Roy was showing her off like a prize-winning dog.

"They're pretty big, all right," Phil said, staring pointedly at her breasts.

"They're fucking huge!" Roy shouted. "Biggest tits you ever saw! Least on a girl who ain't fat! Shit, her whole body's fantastic! Old Donna's gotta have the best fucking body this side of Acapulco, I swear to God!"

"I think I have to agree with you, old buddy," Phil leered. "But it's kind of hard to judge when she still has her clothes on."

"Roy, please stop it," Donna interrupted desperately. Every second her pussy grew wetter and hotter. "It's not right to talk this way in front of company."

"Company, hell!" Roy grunted. "Phil here's our friend and you God damn well know it! C'mon, Donna, do a strip for us! Show him I'm not bullshitting! Show my buddy here what I get to sink my dick into every night!"

"Roy." Donna gasped.

Then, abruptly, Roy passed out. As he started laughing his shoulders sagged, and his mouth hung open. Phil and Donna watched as his body crumpled on the sofa. The next thing they knew he was dead to the world.

It wasn't a complete surprise. Roy had never been particularly good at holding his liquor, and he'd been drinking heavily all evening. But now the air was charged with sexual tension, and Donna couldn't help noticing the bulge in Phil's pants. Suddenly she was alone with a drunk and horny man.

"Well, I guess he's out of it," Phil said. He turned to stare at Donna, his eyes shining with lust. "But you can still do that strip, Donna. I sure would like to see your body."

Donna tried to treat the situation lightly. "Oh nonsense, you know Roy was only joking. Besides, you wouldn't really want to see my body. I'm not nearly as attractive in the nude as Roy says."

"Oh, I'll bet you are, Donna."

Phil rose from the couch and sat on the armrest of her chair. Donna knew she was in trouble. Phil's big dick was throbbing noticeably in his pants, and she was sure he could see how stiff her nipples were. Her pussy was so hot. She prayed he couldn't smell it.

"Come on, Donna, show me your beautiful body."

Phil leaned close to her, grazing her cheek with his lips. His hand moved down the v-neck of her tight dress and settled in her ample cleavage. Donna shuddered and pulled away. She was already losing control.

"Phil, for God's sake, my husband's sitting three feet away from us."

"He won't notice," Phil purred. "You know he won't, Donna. He's stone unconscious. It'll be hours before he wakes up. We can do anything we want."

This time Phil cupped her big tits through the dress, rubbing his palm across the swollen outline of her nipple. Donna whimpered hornily in spite of herself. Phil dropped his hands to her soft thighs and pushed his fingers under her dress.

"Phil, stop that!" She tried to pull away from him, but she could have tried much harder. "My husband! You're… you're drunk! You don't know what you're doing!"

"I do know, Donna. You're so fucking pretty. I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Then Phil touched her pussy, and all Donna's resistance abandoned her at once. A delicious, tingling shudder shot through her cunt. Involuntarily she spread her legs and thrust her horny pussy onto Phil's hand.

"Why, Donna," Phil whispered. He grinned as he realized that the crotch of her panties was soaked with fuck juice. "You're all turned on, aren't you? This must be the wettest pussy I've ever touched."

"Phil, stop it," Donna stammered pleadingly. "I know… yes, I am aroused, but you know it's wrong. My husband… he's sitting right there…"

"I don't give a flying fuck about your husband."

Phil leaned close again, planting quick kisses on her cheek, neck and tits. Two fingers slipped under the dripping panty crotch. He found the hairy, swollen lips of her cunt and slid one finger all the way in.

Donna grunted helplessly. Phil started jacking her off, rhythmically pumping his finger through the clinging sheath of her pussy.

"You've got a nice aunt, Donna." He lifted her dress to her waist, so he could see the beauty of her long, bare legs, and watch his finger stabbing into her hole. "It feels so nice and wet. Don't you like the way I jack you off?"

"Oh Phil… oh fuck, Phil…"

Then Donna gave up. She shot a last, furtive glance at her husband, who was still safely unconscious on the opposite couch. She tore off her panties and started bumping and bucking her ass, fucking her pussy all over Phil's hand.

"All right, you bastard," she whimpered breathlessly. "Do it to me. You've got me all horny. Oh Christ, finger me harder, make my pussy come!"

Her cunt was so wet that the pouting lips made wet, squishing sounds as they clung to Phil's finger. Phil couldn't take his eyes off Donna's hairy cunt. He bent over close to watch his hand, now inserting a second finger into the gurgling fissure of her hot pussy.

His dick was so stiff that it looked ready to burst through his pants. Donna wantonly massaged it as he worked on her cunt, squeezing and rubbing the thick shaft through his denim trousers. Suddenly she realized how much she wanted to suck his cock deep inside her mouth.

"Take off those pants," she whispered huskily. "God damn it, hurry! Give me your dick!"

Obediently Phil took his hand from her cunt and fumbled with the buckle of his jeans. Donna couldn't wait for him. Furiously she tore at his pants, ripping open the zipper and tugging his jeans to his knees, exposing the throbbing length of his stiff cock.

Her eyes widened. "Oh Phil!"

His cock was enormous. Long and thick and incredibly hard, with a rosy, mushroom shaped knob that drooled jism all over the floor. Donna's cunt ached as she studied the blue veins on the shaft, the hairy, wrinkled sac of his balls. Now she was more anxious than ever to suck his prick and drink his cum.

"Give it to me," she whimpered. She wrapped her fist around his pulsing prick and pulled him forward with it. "You bastard… you son of a bitch, I want to suck your cock!" Phil knelt facing her on the chair, digging his knees onto the thick armrests to either side of her torso. Hungrily Donna squeezed the hairy cheeks of his bare ass, pulling him towards her until the dripping knob of his cock poked into her chin.

She opened her mouth wide. Then she groaned with satisfaction as the meaty inches of his dick pushed down her throat.

"Suck it, baby," Phil murmured. He thrust his hands behind her head, curling his fingers in her long brown hair. "Oh yes, that feels so good. Suck on my nice, juicy dick!"

Donna forced her head down until she had nearly half of his massive cock between her stretched lips. The knob nearly blocked her throat passage, and she felt like gagging. But nothing could stop her lust to suck out his cum.

Slowly she began to bob her head, fucking her face with his rock-hard shaft. The slurping, gulping sounds of a good blow job burbled out of her mouth, filling the room. Donna squeezed his prick shaft and feverishly jerked him off as she sucked, tugging more and more of his cock down her throat.

"Unhhh," Phil grunted. He pulled her hair and rocked his hips, wincing as the stiffness burned through the length of his cock. "I can't believe it, baby! God, you give fantastic head! Harder now, really make my rod shoot off!"

The cream oozed freely from his cum slit, and Donna hungrily slipped her fat tongue all over the knob to lap up every drop. With every suck Phil's dick twitched and throbbed harder. His balls were tightening with their load – he was about to come.

Donna puckered her cheeks inward sharply, increasing the suction around his bloated pink shaft. Her free hand slid up her soft inner thigh and cupped the hairy mound of her pussy.

Her cunt was throbbing and drenched with juice, testifying how much the taste of his prick turned her on. Grunting, Donna buried two fingers in her sopping fuck hole. She finger-fucked herself as she gave him head, furiously slamming her palm onto the curly haired triangle of her cunt.

"I'm gonna start spurting." Phil said warningly. "Fuck it, Donna, you suck so hard. I can't hold it back any longer! I'm gonna blow my wad!"

"Come for me," Donna gurgled, stammering out the words even as her mouth was stuffed with his throbbing cock. "Shoot it… let me suck it up."

Phil grabbed her ears to hold her head in position. Then he started fucking her face, bucking his hairy ass and cruelly pounding his enormous dick as far down her throat as he could.

Donna kept her mouth open and jacked off her pussy that much harder. Phil let out a terrific moan and sank his bursting cock as far between her stretched lips as he could, until only a couple of inches remained outside her sucking mouth.

The cum shot violently out of his knob, gushing down her throat in spurt after creamy white spurt. Donna grabbed his pumping cock and jerked him off savagely, whimpering as she gulped down every drop.

But there was more of his shooting cum than she could swallow. His load filled her mouth and burbled out of her lips, dripping obscenely down her chin onto her big tits.

"Oh fuck," Phil murmured. He wiped his knob off on her cheek and stared down at his still-pulsing dick. "That was the best blow job I ever had. I feel like I just shot buckets!"

Donna grabbed his prick and pulled it back into her mouth. She knew she couldn't get more cum out of his balls so soon, but she couldn't help herself. She felt as if she could have sucked his big dick for the rest of her life.

"No, honey," Phil pulled out his cock and gestured to the floor. "Take off that God damn dress and get on your back. Now I'm going to fuck you."

Worriedly Donna glanced at her husband. But he was still unconscious, and she knew that as long as she'd gone this far she could do whatever she wanted.

Panting with lust, she stood up and fumbled with her tattered dress. Seconds later she was naked. Phil gasped at the sight of her incredibly stacked body, moving his eyes quickly from her long legs to her hairy pussy triangle, up her slender waist to the huge globes of her ruby-nippled tits.

"Jesus, Donna, Roy wasn't exaggerating," he said breathlessly. "You got the best body I ever seen."

Donna was too horny to be pleased by the compliment. She lay on her back on the floor and immediately spread her thighs wide apart, revealing the hairy, dripping slit of her cunt.

"Fuck me," she whimpered. She fingerfucked herself in wanton expectation, humping her ass to fuck her hand. "Shove it in me. Give me that big cock of yours. Oh God, Phil, fuck my pussy hard!"

The beauty of Donna's naked body sent fresh stiffness into the cum-soaked shaft of Phil's cock. With his hard-on swaying and twitching straight before him, he knelt on the floor between Donna's thighs. Then he held his prick in his fist and leaned forward, pushing the knob of his cock between the lips of her juicing, burning cunt.

"Awwwwnnnhhh!" Donna cried. She started humping automatically, dying for the full penetration of his huge dick. "Fuck me, Phil! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee!"

The mushroom-shaped crown of his hard-on slipped into her pussy. Phil groaned with pleasure as the felt the strong muscles of her cunt sucking around the tip of his dick. His ass started bucking, forcing more and more of his rod up her fuck hole.

"Give it to me, all of your prick!" Donna lifted her legs high in the air and arched her back, so her cunt would be in the perfect position for a good, hard fucking. "Ram it in me! Make me come!"

Phil grunted and pushed down hard, hammering all of his dick up her pussy. Then he started fucking hard and fast, wincing as her cunt clasped more tightly around his cock with each driving stroke.

Soon they were fucking in rhythmic unison, sweating and writhing and pumping together like a pair of horny dogs. Roy dozed obliviously on the couch a few feet away. Donna's enormous tits jiggled spongily on her rib cage as they fucked.

"Suck them," she pleaded. She held one fat tit in her hand and raised the swollen nipple to Phil's mouth. "Suck on it, make it hard!"

Greedily Phil opened his mouth and engulfed her crimson nipple. He bit into the soft flesh of her, tit and rolled his tongue sloppily all over the fat, rubbery cap. Donna's nipple swelled stiffer and stiffer, and the pleasure in her tits seemed to merge with the pulsing heat deep inside her ravaged cunt.

"I'm coming, Phil," she cried. She locked her thighs around his heaving back and fucked him as hard as she could, relentlessly pounding her pussy onto the satisfying shaft of his dick. "Unggghhh! Oh God, do it harder, I'm getting so close!"

Phil's big balls slapped the crack of her ass with every convulsive thrust of his cock into her pussy. They swelled with their clotting load of jism, and his prick trembled and twitched as it bathed in the juices of her sucking cunt.

"Coming now!" Donna cried. The spasms burned through her gushing fuck hole, forcing the stretched sift of her pussy to clasp tightly to his driving cock. "Ungghhh! Oh shit, oh fuck, getting off, fucker, you dirty fucker, cooomiiinnnggg!"

The obscenities poured from Donna's lips as the spasms drenched her pussy again and again. Phil sank his throbbing, thrusting cock as far into her pussy as he could, until her hairy clit clung to the very base of his dick.

The second load of cream gushed out of his cockhead, pumping her pussy full of cum. Phil fucked her savagely as he came, letting all the jism drain from his nuts. Donna whimpered pleasurably. The salty cum oozed from her slit and stained the living-room rug.

But a worried glance over her shoulder proved that her husband was still asleep, that Donna had managed to cheat on Roy a second time without being caught. Phil kept on pumping his dick into her probably hoping to fuck her all over again. Donna sighed and let him do to her body whatever he pleased.

Two fucks in one week from two virtual strangers, and she just got hornier and hornier. How long could this go on?

CHAPTER FOUR

"Get me some more booze, honey!" Roy bellowed. "God damn it, my throat's so parched I feel like I'm about to croak! Move your ass!"

Donna left the party, moving away from the shouting and laughter around the swimming pool to the Williams' house across the lawn. Her head was dizzy from all the drinks she'd had, and it was difficult to find her way to the kitchen of a strange house. But she managed to locate the bottles and glasses in the cabinet over the sink.

At least no one had made a pass at her tonight. Donna giggled as she made her husband's drink, thinking of how she'd dreaded the neighborhood pool party the Williams' held every year in the back yard. Now that she was trying so hard to be faithful to her husband, this was the last time to be parading around in a bikini in front of a lot of drunken men.

But the party was almost over, and so far no one had been any fresher, than usual. Donna thought of some of the glances that had been cast in her direction and sighed with a mixture of relief and pride. There was no question she looked stunning in her blue bikini. The top barely supported her big, jiggling tits, and as soon as she'd taken a dip in the pool the bikini bottom had clung enticingly to her pussy slit and the rounded curves of her ass.

Back at the pool someone had apparently finished a particularly good joke. The echo of their laughter reached Donna in the kitchen, mingled with the sound of crickets and the chirping of birds. Donna smiled happily. How could she have been so afraid of going to a simple party? It was nice to swim and socialize with her neighbors on balmy summer evenings like this.

It made her horny too. Donna finished preparing the drink for Roy and rubbed her pussy on the edge of the kitchen table. If only he'd been born as horny as she was. Maybe she could get him to give her a good fucking when they got home.

"Well hey there, baby," a drunken man exclaimed behind her, interrupting her thoughts. "What's a gorgeous young thing like you doing all alone in the kitchen?"

Donna turned, then smiled. It was Ted Williams, owner of the house and host of the party. Ted was a short, balding man in his middle-thirties, dressed in sandals and a pair of paint-stained cut-offs. He'd never made a pass at her, and Donna felt safe, even though they were both very drunk.

"Oh, hi Ted," she said cheerily, turning back to the counter to replace the bottles and ice tray. "I was just making a drink for Roy. You know how he is. I'll be back out in half a second."

"Awwww, baby," Ted pouted. "Why don't you make something for me?"

Ted approached Donna from behind, staring hungrily at the rounded cheeks of her ass through the skimpy bikini. Then he shocked her by grabbing her hips and grinding his cock onto her ass in a thrusting, fucking motion.

"Why Ted, you stop that!" Donna exclaimed. The reprimand was only half-serious – she thought he was playing. "You know my husband's only a few dozen yards away!"

"He's drunk as a skunk, Donna," Ted murmured. "We can do anything we want."

Donna giggled and waited for Ted to release her. But he didn't. Instead he moved his hands up her slim waist and squeezed her big tits through the bikini. Donna gasped as she felt his cock hardening, pushing onto the crack of her ass.

"Ted, please," Donna said nervously. She knew he wasn't kidding anymore, and she was afraid she'd give in. Already she could feel the wetness seeping into her cunt. "I meant what I said."

"I meant it too, Donna," Ted groaned. "I can't tell you bow long I've wanted to fuck your ass off. I never had the nerve before, but now I'm so God damn drunk, I just don't care. I've got to get into your pants."

Ted started dry-humping her in earnest, and his prick was obviously as hard as iron. Donna shuddered as his hands molded the spongy firmness of her ample tits, pinching her nipples. Her cunt was throbbing. It was getting easier to seduce her every time.

"Doesn't it feel good, Donna?" Ted grunted. "I've got a nice, big dick, you know. Haven't you ever heard the girls talking about it? I've porked lots of chicks in this neighborhood. Don't you want to feel it in your hot little snatch?"

"Noooo, Ted, please," Donna moaned, biting her lip to repress her forbidden passion. "I'm… unh… married woman. You can't… noooo."

Ted pushed his hand under her bikini and slid his fingers through the dark, curly hairs over her cunt. Donna shuddered as his middle finger invaded the sopping wetness of her fuck hole. Automatically she spread her legs wide as she leaned over the table top, so he could get more of it inside her hungry pussy. Already she'd given in.

"Do you want me to fuck you now, Donna?" Ted slipped her bikini bottom over her ripe ass and let it fall to her ankles. Still dry-humping her, he fumbled with his shorts. "You're hot for it now, aren't you? I can tell."

"Oh yessss fuck me," Donna groaned. Shamefully, she leaned further forward and lifted her ass, revealing the hairy mouth of her cunt under the cheeks of her ass. "I can't stand it. Go ahead, Ted. Ram it in. Fuck my pussy hard."

Ted stepped out of his pants. He held Donna's hips with one hand and grasped his throbbing cock with the other, pushing the knob onto the pouting, lust-swollen lips of her cunt.

Then his dickhead entered her pussy, and Donna knew at once that he hadn't been lying. He had the biggest cock she'd ever been fucked by in her life.

It was gigantic, long and thick and painfully stiff. The drooling knob stretched her pussy slit as it entered, then gorged her whole cunt tunnel as the meaty inches of his massive prick stabbed into her slit.

"Unggghhh!" Donna groaned. She shivered as Ted's dick bored into her cunt, filling her more and more until he had it all the way in. "My God, you've got a big one! Oh Ted!" She wiggled and bucked her ass, pumping her pussy onto his cock. "Fuck me with it! Oh yes, oh fuck, fuck my cunt!"

Ted started jerking behind her, pumping his hard-on through the greasy tunnel of her pussy. It took only a few thrusts for Donna to know that it wouldn't do to fuck him standing up. It was uncomfortable leaning over the table, and she couldn't get full penetration. A huge prick like this deserved much better.

"Stop! Take it out, Ted!" she whimpered excitedly. "I can't move like this! We'll go in the backyard."

Ted grunted and pulled out his cock, now stiffer than ever and slimy with the juices of Donna's gurgling cunt. Together they literally ran out of the kitchen into the small back yard on the opposite side of the house from the pool.

Donna saw a grassy knoll under a tree and dived onto it, digging her knees into the soft dirt. She put herself in the dog-fucking position as fast as possible, spreading her legs and lifting her ass so Ted could ram his cock right back into her cunt.

"Come on, lover!" she cried. Anxiously she looked at him over her shoulder, watching his throbbing stiff hard-on wiggle before him as he hurried across the yard to join her. "Fuck me! Hurry up and get your cock back in again! Hur-reee!"

Ted fell to his knees between her thighs. He lifted his cock and rammed it with one thrust all the way back in her pussy. They started fucking instantly, grunting and groaning together as Ted slammed his prick through the clasping heat of her aching cunt.

"Harder, Ted!" Donna's voice was nearly loud enough to be heard back at the swimming pool, but she was oblivious to everything except the throbbing in her pussy and the pumping thrusts of Ted's cock. "Ungghh! Oh Christ, that feels so good! Harder, as hard as you can! Oh shit, I'm gonna come!"

Ted reached around her back and tore off her bikini top, exposing the swaying globes of her mammoth tits. He sighed as he cupped them, feeling their spongy weight and the stiffness of her nipples on his palms. Then he started to milk her tits as he fucked her, wildly pounding his swollen prick in and out of her cunt.

"Ungghh!" Donna dropped her head onto her folded arms so Ted could get another half inch of his magnificent dick up her pussy. Eagerly she gyrated her ass, bucking and humping back for every penetrating thrust. "Oh Ted, I am gonna come! I can feel it already! Harder, lover, please, I love to get fucked hard!"

Ted panted as he intensified the rhythm of his strokes, fucking the horny young housewife as hard as he could. His enormous prick oozed cum freely, mingling with the juices pouring out of Donna's pussy until his stomach and her asscheeks were stained with the flowing juices of their fuck session.

"Coming now, I'm coming!" Donna shrieked. Helplessly she clawed up the grass as the heat built deep inside her pussy, clamping her cunt muscles around ihe length of his pistoning cock. "Oh fuck it, Ted, do it harder!"

Her climax lasted nearly a minute, pumping so furiously through her cunt that Donna thought she'd pass out. When she returned to full consciousness Ted was still fucking her savagely, stabbing his cum-bloated dick into her pussy as he prepared to drop his load.

Donna couldn't take anymore, as horny as she was. Her pussy felt raw and sensitive so soon after coming. His cock was too big now. She pulled away from him, groaning with relief as his stiffened dick slipped from the grasp of her cunt.

"No, Ted, it's hurting me now. Let me suck your dick instead. Besides, I'd love to feel a huge cock like yours shooting off in my mouth!"

Grinning, Ted rose to his feet and held his jism-oozing, throbbing hard-on in his fist. Donna knelt submissively on the grass before him and opened her mouth wide. Ted rammed his dick down her throat.

It was such a huge cock that she nearly choked on it, and for a moment her cheeks reddened as she struggled to breathe round the swollen knob. Then Donna recovered. Wantonly she started sucking his dick, clasping her lips in a tight, wet circle around the blue-veined shaft.

Loud slurping, gulping sounds came from the back of her throat as she worked on the salty deliciousness of his prick. Ted sighed as his cock jerked and pulsed in her mouth. His hands curled in her brown hair, gripping the back of her head. Donna loved the size and stiffness of his dick. She wanted to give him the best blow job she could.

Her left hand moved up his hairy thighs to cup and fondle the sac of his balls, as if to loosen the load of jism clotting his nuts. Her right hand grasped the base of his dick and rhythmically jerked him off, milking his cock into her mouth.

"Oh Christ, yes," Ted sighed. His hips bobbed. He fucked her face with his aching cock. "Harder, baby. Oh fuck it, that feels so nice. Keep sucking now. You're gonna make me shoot my wad."

"Ummmlllppp," Donna slurped. She held his big dick in her fist and jerked him off harder, sucking as feverishly as she could. Her tongue rolled sloppily on the fat, rosy crown of his cock, occasionally darting into his cum slit to catch his drooling cream.

"Ahhhh," Ted sighed.

He came then, shooting warm gushers of jism down Donna's throat. Donna tasted the familiar salty take of cum and whimpered happily. Her mouth slurped and licked and gulped, sucking down every drop.

Laughter and happy voices could be heard nearby. Perhaps a few party-goers had strayed from the pool and were wandering in their direction. As Donna lovingly kissed and fondled Ted's suck-wilted dick it occurred to her that they might be caught.

But Donna kept sucking Ted's cock, unable to relinquish the secure feeling of having a man's big dick dripping jism into her mouth. The more she fucked around with other men, the less she cared if her husband found out about it. Donna was almost beginning to wish he would.

CHAPTER FIVE

"Damn it, this makes the third time this week you've gone out," Roy said huffily. "Don't you have any time to spend with your husband anymore?"

He stood at the bedroom door, glowering at Donna as she applied her make-up. Donna ignored him with ease. Several months had passed, and she'd become much more casual about giving her pussy to other men. She'd just told Roy that she was going to a card party with her sister. He guessed she was lying, and she didn't care.

"I asked you a question, Donna. It's getting so I can hardly remember what you look like."

"That's your problem," Donna replied coolly.

"My problem, huh? And I guess it's my problem that my wife puts on a hooker dress to out with a bunch of chicks. Shit, your tits and ass are practically hanging out of that thing. Since when do you have to dress up like a ten-dollar whore to go to a card party?"

"I happen to like this dress."

Donna rose from the make-up bureau and walked impassively past her husband into the hall. The cleavage of her ample tits jiggled spongily, and she could feel the hem of the dress swishing against the tops of her thighs. Just wearing it turned her on. She couldn't wait to meet Mike at the motel room and feel his big dick churning deep inside her cunt.

"You know I'm really beginning to think you're fucking around on me." Roy followed her down the stairs to the front door, watching her face for a reaction. "Yeah. I'll bet you haven't been going out with your sister at all. Shit, you never went out this much before. I'm beginning to think you're out on the town humping your brains out with some stud."

Donna sashayed out the front door to the garage across the front lawn. Roy stood on the porch and yelled at her menacingly.

"You just better get your ass back here by eleven o'clock, honey! I mean it – you remember who's the boss around here! Or I'm gonna start making some phone calls and find out what's really going on!"

Donna giggled and kept walking. Mike was a pick-up she'd made at a downtown bar a few afternoons ago, a big, brawny, forty-year-old stud with a huge cock that had made her pussy come four times the first time they'd fucked. Donna knew he was waiting at the motel right now, and she couldn't wait to meet him. Her cunt had been throbbing in anticipation all day.

It was number 11-C of the Shady Grove Motel, the last in a line of small, cheap cottages secreted beneath a wind bank of eucalyptus trees on the far edge of town. Donna turned the key and entered the room. The first thing she saw was Mike naked on the sagging bed, stroking the stiff shaft of his throbbing cock.

"My, my, lover boy really is horny tonight," Donna chuckled. "I guess you couldn't wait."

"You bitch." Mike rose from the bed and strode towards her, with his pulsing, cum oozing prick leading the way. "What kept you so long?"

Donna was about to answer, but Mike cut off her words by falling to his knees before her on the motel room's stained shag rug. His fingers clasped the rounded cheeks of her ass. Obscenely he began to rub his face all over her pussy area through the dress, licking at the fabric as if he wanted her clothes more than he wanted to fuck her.

"Michael!" Donna protested playfully. "Don't do that! You know my husband's waiting for me! You'll get me all messed up!"

"I want to eat you," Mike groaned. "I want to suck the juice out of your cunt."

His rock-hard dick pulsed against her ankle. Mike thrust his head under her dress, stretching the cloth as he glued his mouth to the crotch of her panties. Feverishly he licked the sheer cotton, moaning as he felt her pussy curls brushing his cheeks.

"Mike, you stop that! You're making my panties all wet! What if my husband sees them?"

But Mike didn't listen to her, and Donna was rapidly becoming too horny to care. Shuddering, she stood still and shut her eyes as her lover ravaged her panties with his mouth, chewing and biting them and finally pushing the crotch out of the way with his nose so he could reach the pouting, curly-haired slit of her cunt.

His tongue thrust into her swollen pussy cleft, tasting the fuck juices that oozed profusely from her slit. Mike groaned louder as he savored the unmistakable aroma of ripe, horny cunt. He squeezed her asscheeks as he licked her pussy, stretching the panties further.

"Take them off," Donna pleaded. "Oh Mike, I want you to suck my cunt now, I really do!"

Almost reluctantly, Mike pulled her panties down her long tapering legs and allowed Donna to step out of them. By this time they were stretched and dripping with his saliva and the wetness of her cunt, but Donna figured she'd worry about them later. Mike pushed his head back under her dress and again glued his lips to the hairy lips of her snatch.

One hand slid from the shivering cheeks of her ass, gliding up her thighs and touching the mushy heat of her pussy. Mike thrust first one, then two fingers into her gushing cunt and began to jack her off as he sucked her, sliding his tongue closer and closer to the swollen bud of her clit.

"Unggggghhhhh," Donna grunted. She bit her lip as the passion mounted, as she felt the burning ecstasy shooting deep inside her cunt. "Do it, Michael!" Grabbing the back of his head, she started pumping her ass in the wanton rhythms of fucking, humping her hairy cunt mound all over his face.

"It tastes so good," Mike sighed. "I swear, you've got the sweetest pussy I've ever sucked!"

"Suck it harder!" Donna gasped. Her cheeks flushed as she drew closer and closer to coming. "Ungghh! Get it, Mike, oh shit, you're making my cunt so hot! Nnnggg God, oh fuck it, make my pussy come!"

The obscenities burbled mindlessly from her lips as Mike continued to lap and suck and kiss her oozing pussy. Finally he wrapped his lips directly around her clit and sucked it hard, making Donna grunt and buck as if she'd been shot.

"Harder, Mike! Unhh, unhh, yessss."

His left hand pushed between her asscheeks, searching for her asshole. He found the pink, puckered ring, already throbbing with her arousal. Mike jammed a finger deep inside her rubbery asshole tunnel and jacked off her cunt and ass at the same time.

"Coming!" Donna hissed. "Awwwwwwww Michael! Suck it now, oh yes, oh fuck, cooommmiiinnng!"

The wet heat poured through her already drenched fuck hole, until her cunt and inner thighs were dripping with juice. Donna ground her pussy onto Mike's lips and shrieked like a bitch in heat as she came again and again. Finally she pulled away from him as the spasms subsided, unable to bear any more stimulation of her cuntal area.

"I want to fuck you," Mike whispered. He rose to his feet and stared at her. His muscular, naked body gleamed with sweat. His hard-on was as stiff as a pipe, dripping jism everywhere. Donna realized distractedly that some of his cum had even stained her shoes.

"No, Mike. Please, let me give you a blow job for awhile." Donna backed away from him, momentarily afraid of the wild look in his eyes. "You made my pussy come so hard, I can't take any more for awhile. Just let me suck your dick…"

"I want to fuck you!" Mike roared.

He grabbed her, lifting her and throwing her on her back on the bed. Then he fell on top of her and tore at the buttons of her dress.

Donna struggled, but he was much stronger than she was, and besides, she didn't really want him to stop. He ripped open the top of the dress, scattering several buttons in the process. The front clasp of her bra popped open. Mike groaned as he saw the bared, stiffened nipples of her big, jiggling tits.

"Stop it, just let me get my dress off, oh Mike you're ruining it."

Mike's head sank onto the spongy warmth of her tits. He sucked her fat nipples furiously, biting the rubbery tips as if he expected to draw milk. At the same time he pulled up her dress so that it was bunched around her waist like a sash, exposing the drenched, hairy triangle of her cunt.

"Oh please, Mike, just wait, please…"

Mike ignored her. He forced himself between her thighs so that they were sprawled in the missionary position. Donna felt his big, wet dickhead jabbing at the opening of her cunt.

Then he got the knob in. Donna grunted and instinctively arched her back. Mike sighed with satisfaction as he bucked his ass, gradually sinking inch after inch of his pulsing cock into the greasy, clasping wetness of her ravaged pussy.

His prick was so huge that it stretched her cunt incredibly, giving her a delicious filled-up sensation as he impaled his rod into the furnace-like heat of her fuck tunnel. Donna winced obscenely as she felt his cock going into her, stretching her pussy walls to the bursting point as he packed her cunt with stiff, throbbing meat.

"Do you like it now, baby?" Mike muttered. He paused with all of his cock pulsing inside her, feeling the lips of her pussy suck around the base of his dick. "Still feel too raw to fuck? Want me to wait?"

"No, fuck me now!" Donna cried excitedly. She spread her thighs as far apart as she could, then twined them around his waist to get even more of his cock inside her. "Oh yes, it does feel good! Fuck me, fuck me!"

Mike lifted his hairy ass, withdrawing his swollen cock until only the mushroom knob parted her pussy lips. Donna squealed and humped beneath him. He dropped his ass again between her thighs, ramming his cum oozing dick all the way back up her cunt.

Then he started fucking her, contracting his asscheeks as he pumped his long prick in and out of her pussy. Feverishly Donna worked her ass to meet his strokes, groaning every time the hanging sac of his balls slapped her ass crack with each stroke.

"That's right, Mike, oh shit, I love the way you fuck me! Do it harder!" She pistoned her ass like an animal, pounding her cunt onto invading shaft of his dick. "Oh Christ, yes, I'm getting close again! Fuck me, lover, help me come!"

Mike panted as he fucked her, lowering his face between her big, jiggling tits. He wrapped his lips around one nipple and sucked it violently, tugging the cherry cap from the milky-whiteness of her breast. His fucking actions became more furious. He pounded his thick cock almost brutally through the greasy heat of her pussy.

"Coming, oh fuck it, I know I am!" Donna clawed his shoulders and shook her head helplessly back and forth as the burning pleasure mounted in her loins. "Unggghh!"

Suddenly she fucked him as hard as she could, screaming and crying loud enough to be heard in the motel manager's office down the rows. "Awwww fuck, ohhh shit, fuck me, I'm coommmiiinnng!"

Shamelessly she shook all over the bed, grunting as her cunt muscles tightened around Mike's pistoning cock. Mike shuddered and slammed his prick as far into her pussy as it would go. His dick swelled even stiffer. His balls throbbed as they, prepared to drop their load.

Then he came, pumping spurt after spurt of white cream into the depths of Donna's cunt. Donna smiled with satisfaction as her pussy was bathed in juice. Mike sighed and fucked her faster. The jism kept gushing out of his nuts.

"Oh, baby," Mike whispered. He rolled off her and stared dizzily at the ceiling as his big cock started to wilt on his thigh. "You don't know how good that feels."

Donna giggled and turned onto her side to face him. Her hand toyed with, the softened lump of his cook. Impulsively she rested her cheek on his stomach and popped his dick into her mouth, hoping that a nice blow job would bring back the stiffness to his prick.

She knew that her dress was still bunched around her waist, and if she didn't stop to take it off it would look like a rag by the time she got home. But Donna didn't care. By now her husband had to know she was fucking around. What point was there in keeping up pretenses any longer?

CHAPTER SIX

It was two-thirty in the morning when Donna finally returned home. She saw the light in the living room as she staggered drunkenly up the walkway to the front door. Now she was really in trouble. Roy had been waiting up.

Unlocking the front door, Donna prayed that she could get into the bathroom before her husband saw her. There were cum stains on her stretched, torn dress, and Mike had fed her so much liquor in the motel room that she could barely see. It had to be obvious to anyone that she'd been fucking her brains out all night.

She shut the door quietly behind her and headed straight for the stairs. But she wasn't fast enough. Roy appeared immediately, standing with arms folded across his chest to block her way.

"Three in the morning," he whispered tersely. "That must have been one hell of a card party, huh?"

"Leave me alone," Donna muttered, and tried to walk past him up the stairs. Instead Roy grabbed her arm and pulled her into the brightly-lit living room.

"Not so fast, honey! You go to a nice card game like that, the least you could do is recount the exciting details to old hubby-boy. I mean, here I am stuck at home watching the tube. The least a person could…"

Then he saw what his wife's dress looked like, and the words died in his throat. Donna groaned and bowed her head in shame. For a moment Roy simply stared at her with a neutral expression, unable to believe his eyes. Then the shock boiled quickly into rage.

"Why you… you filthy…" His eyes bulged as he saw the open tear in the dress, exposing the lacy white fabric of her bra and the caked blotches of jism on the hem. "Card game. You said you went to a card… you filthy little slut!"

"Don't call me that."

"I'll call you anything I want, you cunt!" Roy bellowed, moving threateningly forward. He was so mad his lip twitched. Donna had never seen him so angry. "So you been fucking around on me, huh? How many guys have you been screwing? Shit, the way you look you probably fucked ten studs tonight!"

Roy's expression was so demonic that Donna felt genuinely frightened. Again she tried to walk around him, but this time he grabbed her arm so hard she thought he was going to break it.

"Roy! For God's sake, stop that! You're really hurting me! Let me go!"

"See what your God damn panties look like. That ought to really be a sight."

Roy roughly pulled the dress up to her waist, and Donna blushed helplessly in humiliation. If the dress had merely suggested infidelity, the panties were proof concrete. The crotch was so soaked with jism and cunt juice that it hadn't had a chance to dry. Mike's cum still oozed from her hairy pussy slit.

"You… you dirty… you…"

Roy was now so beside himself with rage that he'd lost control. Grabbing Donna by the waist, he pulled her with him and sat on the couch. The next thing she knew she was lying across his lap, with his knees digging into her belly as he pulled up her dress.

"I'm going to tan your hide!" Roy shrieked. He tore off her panties, exposing the rounded, girlishly soft cheeks of her ass. "You fucking cunt, I'm going to give you what you deserve!"

"Roy, you asshole, let me…"

Then the first slap landed on the crack of her ass. Donna gasped. Her husband was actually spanking her! And he was doing it hard!

"Roy, you motherfucker!" Desperately she tried to get away from him, wincing with every blow landing on her plump asscheeks. "You don't have any right to… I'll get you for this! Stop it, Roy! You let me go!"

But Roy wouldn't release her. Instead he only giggled sadistically, and swatted her a little harder with every stroke. Soon a bright pink flush spread through Donna's ass, and the pain became quite intense.

"Awww, Roy, please!" All her pride soon left her. She began to cry and beg for him to stop. "You're hurting me! Stop it! Awwww, for God's sake, I'll do anything you say!"

"Teach you a lesson," Roy grunted. "There's one for lying to me, and there's another one for meeting some stud behind my back, and there's one, two, three for fucking the bastard in the first place!"

"No, stop, nooo!" Donna cried helplessly, thoroughly ashamed and humiliated by her position on her husband's lap. "I promise, oh I swear, I'll never do it again!"

"Right you won't, you God damn cunt. Teach you a lesson. Show you who's boss around here. Think you can fuck around behind my back like a fucking slut!"

With every emphasized word he hit her, swatting her ass crimson as he tirelessly vented his rage. Donna finally stopped trying to resist him. Instead she cried miserably and submitted to the spanking. Then, as the minutes stretched on, she realized she was actually starting to enjoy it.

Donna gasped when the realization hit her. She could hardly believe the sensations of her own body. But there was no mistaking it. Her cunt was so hot it was burning, and her nipples were as stiff as little rocks.

How could it turn her on to be humiliated by her husband? Donna bit her lip and struggled to restrain the unwanted wetness flowing deep inside her pussy. But it was useless. Though she didn't understand it, her cunt grew hotter the more her ass stung.

"Unggghhh!" Donna moaned. She tried to repress the groan, but it seemed to come out of its own volition. She moaned again, more loudly. Then she realized that she was wiggling her ass, grinding her pussy mound onto her husband's knee.

"…ought to kill you for this! Think you can fuck around on ME! I'll spank your ass till it turns purple, you fucking slut…"

Then Roy finally noticed his wife's moaning, and the way she was humping her cunt on his leg. He stared at her wonderingly, and the force of the spanking diminished.

"Does it turn you on?" he bellowed furiously. "You little whore! Does getting your ass whipped make your cunt hot? Huh?"

"Fuck meee," Donna whimpered. Her husband had stripped her of all her pride. All she knew was that she had to feel a stiff cock thrusting in her pussy. "Oh please, oh Roy, fuck me haaard…"

"No good fucking whore!"

Roy threw her off his lap, sending her sprawling on the floor. A quick glance showed that his throbbing hard-on had turned the crotch of his pants into a tent. Roy was excited too.

Roughly he pulled his limp wife into the dog-fucking position, pushing her head onto her folded arms and lifting her ass so he could see her hairy pussy mound, peeking out beneath her reddened cheeks.

His pants went down to his knees with his shorts, releasing his twitching, cum-drooling cock from captivity. Donna moaned and wiggled her red ass. Kneeling behind her, Roy rammed all of his burning cock into her pussy with one thrust.

"Like it, bitch?" He grabbed her tits for support and began to hump brutally behind her, pounding his dick into her open cunt. "You like getting fucked like this, don't you? Nothing like a good, stiff fuck! You like to get fucked after you're spanked!"

"Unh, unh, unh, oh yes, Roy!" she grunted. Feverishly she clawed the rug humped her ass, pounding her pussy onto his cock. "Fuck me, oh yes, that's right, fuck my cunt, unh…"

Suddenly Roy pulled out his dripping hard-on and pushed her flat on her stomach. Donna felt his hands roughly spreading her asscheeks apart, exposing the small pink ring of her asshole. Then she knew her punishment was only half complete.

Immediately she shrieked and tried to get away from him. Donna had never been ass fucked before, and she couldn't imagine that her puckered hole could take a big dick like her husband's. She was sure he'd rip her to shreds.

"Now you're gonna get it," Roy whispered. He held his throbbing cock in his fist and pushed the oozing knob onto the center of her asshole. "Yeah, this is what you need, you cunt. You're really gonna get it now."

"No, Roy, you stop it!" Donna cried fearfully. Helplessly she flailed her little fists on the floor and struggled as best she could. "I'll divorce you for this! You fucker, you, unggghh! Oh stop, oh… nnnggg!"

But it was no use. Roy bucked his ass steadily, forcing more and more of his big prick up her asshole with every thrust. Donna felt her tight asshole ring tearing, stretching forcibly to admit his thick cock. She kept protesting until he had too much of his dick up her ass to stop. Then she lay motionless on the floor, abandoning herself to the asshole rape.

"Feel good?" Roy whispered. He groaned as he rammed his dick up her asshole, feeling the strong, rubbery muscles clenching and squeezing around his swollen cock. "Ummm yes, oh fuck! Ain't it nice, baby? Don't you love getting your sweet little asshole fucked?"

"Motherfucker," Donna whimpered. "Hate you for this… hate you…"

Roy delivered a final, downward thrust and gasped in ecstasy as he pushed the last inches of his pulsing hard-on into the stretched ring of her asshole. For several seconds he lay motionless on top of her, savoring the strength of her ass tunnel closing around his rock-hard cock.

Then he started fucking her. Again he pushed his hands under her tits and squeezed the spongy globes. Up and down his hairy ass moved, reaming out her tender asshole harder and faster with every stroke.

"Like it, bitch?" he asked tauntingly. "This is what a cunt like you wants most, isn't it? You love getting your asshole fucked!"

"Unhhhh," Donna groaned. In spite of herself she started grinding her pussy on the rug, lifting her ass to the stabbing impalement of her husband's cock. "Oh you fucker, dirty fucker… unhhhh…"

She was enjoying it. Her pussy had started burning all over again, and her nipples were tingling. With every thrust she could feel her asshole muscles squeezing Roy's cock, as if reluctant to let go of the long, satisfying shaft. The pain had vanished completely. Instead, all she felt was an insistent throbbing that became more delicious with every second.

Donna was too drunk and horny to wonder why she was turning on to it. Her fingers dug needfully into the carpet. She started bucking her ass in earnest, lifting eagerly for the thrusts of his twitching, oozing cock.

"Fuck me, Roy," she moaned shamelessly. "Oh yes, that does feel good now! Fuck me, lover! Fuck my asshole, do it hard!"

"Horny bitch!" Roy shrieked. His wife's forbidden desire seemed to make him angrier than ever. Clamping his hands on her tits, he fucked her asshole as hard as he could, furiously pounding his throbbing cock into the rubbery sheath of her puckered ring.

"Harder, Roy!" Donna squealed in ecstasy as the burning passion mounted in her ravaged asshole. Frantically she met his strokes, making her reddened asscheeks jiggle as she pumped her butt onto his cock.

"Oh God," Roy shuddered. His prick grew stiffer and longer as it bathed in the intense pressure of her little ass, and Donna could feel his nuts swelling as they slapped her pussy with each downward thrust. "Hate you… oh fuck, I'm gonna come… oh Jesus…"

"I'm coming too, fuck me haaard!" Donna gasped. Wantonly she thrust her hand under her belly and finger-fucked her dripping cunt, rolling her hard clit under her thumb as Roy's dick rammed deeply up her ass. "Ungghh! Oh fuck, I can feel it now! I'm coming, Roy, oh Christ!"

It was the hardest come she'd ever experienced. The spasms poured simultaneously through her curd and asshole, so intensely that she thought she'd black out. Roy grunted as his cock swelled and burned with cum.

"Ungghh… oh Donna, oh fuck… ahhhh…"

He came then, slamming his throbbing dick all the way up her asshole as the hot spurts of jism cascaded out of his knob. Repeatedly the white cream poured out of his cockhead, completely emptying his balls. Donna felt his jism burbling out of her asshole and dripping onto the rug as he continued to spurt his cum.

Then he was panting on top of her, kissing her neck in love and apology as his prick wilted gradually between the rubbery lips of her puckered asshole. Donna whimpered and shut her eyes. Now she was more confused than ever. She knew she'd just experienced the hottest, most passionate fuck in her married life.

CHAPTER SEVEN

A few days later, Donna's kid sister Bridget dropped by for a visit. She was a blonde highschool senior, a slimmer and slightly less gorgeous version of Donna who had grown up with far fewer parental restrictions. Donna was sometimes shocked by how much their mom and dad let Bridget get away with.

The first part of the afternoon was spent sitting around Donna's living room, drinking Irish coffee and recalling old times. It wasn't long before Donna started confiding her marital problems.

"Honestly, sometimes I think it was the only time we really fucked," Donna whispered. "I mean, we did it before, of course. But this was the first time he was ever really excited."

"He really got off on beating you up, huh?" Bridget suggested.

"Well, I don't know. Maybe… but the thing is, he was really good the next night, too."

"I thought he only fucked you up the ass once."

"He did," Donna repeated. "But I mean, the next night he was really good in bed."

"Differently. He was real gentle and loving. We fucked three times in a row."

"That's not bad," Bridget said.

"Yes, but that was all. He didn't fuck me the next night or the night after that, and when I came on to him last night he just pushed me away. It was like he was excited by my cheating on him, and hurting me, and then he was excited in a different way by being sorry."

"Can't you just talk with him about it?"

"He doesn't want to," Donna replied. "I've tried, but he walks away. All he'll say is that if I ever cheat on him again he'll beat me up even worse."

"Weird."

"The thing is, I'm almost tempted to. If that's the only way I can get him to fuck me good. Besides," Donna added, giggling. "I'm still horny. It's not my fault that my husband only gets turned on once a week when I need it three times a night."

Bridget yawned complacently. "It sounds to me like he's only turned on by sick sex. Roy can't get into a normal relationship. There has to be something sinful about it for him to get excited. Like your fucking around on him, or beating you."

"I guess," Donna said helplessly. "I was beginning to think that myself."

"So I'll tell you what I'll do." Bridget leaned forward and smiled mischievously. "I'll stay for dinner tonight, and afterwards you can say you've got a headache and go upstairs to read. That'll leave me alone with old lover boy. Then I'll throw him a good fuck, and keep on doing it with him every once in a while, and you can keep on messing around with other men."

"What?" Donna said incredulously.

"No, it's perfect." Bridget insisted. "You'll have an open marriage. That's just sinful and illicit enough to give him a hard-on. He'll get turned on to me, because I'm your sister, and I'm pretty. Two, he can't object to you fucking around he he's fucking me, and three, from now on he'll be more horny with you."

"Why?"

"Because you'll be cheating on him, of course!" Bridget said delightedly. "It's like the perfect Catch-22. He can't complain, because he's doing the same thing. On the other hand, he can't help getting stiff when he knows his wife is spreading it around to other guys. Think about it for a second."

Bridget fell silent, and Donna considered the idea. The more she thought the more she knew it would work. Bridget was exceptionally pretty. Her body wasn't as outrageously voluptuous as hers, but her tits were still larger than average, and her figure was lithe and slim. Her husband had long been secretly partial to blondes, and Bridget's face was almost as beautiful as Donna's.

Perhaps more importantly, Bridget was far more liberated than Donna had ever been. She'd been fucking virtually since puberty and the boys she regularly gave her pussy to were some of the handsomest in her high school. Donna knew Roy would be excited by a teenager with such a case of hot pants.

"Okay," Donna said finally. "I guess you can be more objective about it than I can."

"Than I'll take care of him tonight," Bridget said. "And now I think it would be a good idea to take care of you."

Bridget rose from her chair and took a seat next to Donna on the couch. Donna looked at her curiously, failing to understand even as her younger sister draped an arm around, her shoulder, and pushed their thighs together.

Then Bridget cupped Donna's huge tit through her sheet blouse, and Donna suddenly realized that she was horny, for her!

"Oh my God," she whispered. "I can't believe this is happening!"

"Come on, Donna, you know you're horny," Bridget purred persuasively. "You've had that look in your eyes all afternoon. There's nothing wrong with two sisters getting it on together. No one has to know."

Bridget continued to knead and squeeze her tit through the blouse, pinching her fat nipples when they stiffened through the bra. Donna shuddered as she felt the wetness pouring into her cunt. She'd never had a lesbian experience before, or an incestuous one, but she'd become much less reluctant to try new things.

"Come on, Donna, let's take this off; I want to suck your tits."

Bridget undid the buttons and pulled the blouse over her shoulders as Donna sat quivering and doing nothing to stop her. The front clasp of her bra was quickly undone. Bridget's eyes widened as she ogled the size and firmness of her big sister's tits.

"They're so large." She cupped Donna's bare tits in her hands and kneaded them gently, marveling at the smooth, creamy flesh. "I thought mine were big, but you-you've got the more gorgeous pair of jugs I've ever seen."

Leaning forward, Bridget applied her lips to a large, stiff nipple. Donna whimpered as her tongue rolled wetly on the crimson, goose bumped circle, as Bridget gently bit into the rubbery tip. Her pussy was actually throbbing with excitement. Helplessly, Donna rubbed her thighs together to soothe the throbbing in her cunt.

"Let me touch your pussy," Bridget whispered, as if reading her mind. Hungrily nursing at her tits, she unzipped Donna's jeans and thrust her hand under her panties. Her fingers moved through her fleecy cunt curls until she found the sopping slit of her pussy.

"Unggghhh!" Donna groaned. She stiffened, then relaxed totally as Bridget slipped a finger deep inside her gurgling cunt. Never had a man been so sensitive to the needs of her pussy. A woman knew just what turned another woman on.

"Feels good," Bridget sighed. She pulled Donna's jeans and panties further down, her thighs, giving her better access to her cunt triangle. Then she moved her finger in a quick but gentle rhythm, pumping it through the clasping sheath of Donna's hot pussy.

"Oh, Bridget, oh, oh God!" Donna squealed. She gave in completely then, wincing and humping her ass off the couch to grind her cunt onto her hand. "DO it harder! Oh yes, you're making me hot! Jack me off, make my pussy cream!"

Bridget slid from the couch and knelt on the floor. Deftly she pulled Donna's jeans and panties off completely, tossing them over her shoulder. Her hands spread Donna's long, soft, perfectly-formed legs. Hungrily she stared at the pouting, swollen lips of her ripe cunt.

"I'm going to suck you off now," she said commandingly. "This is what you need, Donna. You've never felt anything until another woman eats out your cunt!"

Donna felt as helpless as a little girl, even though she was older than her sister. She submitted as Bridget pulled her ass to the edge of the couch cushion, and thrust her hands under her thighs to grip the rounded cheeks. Her cunt was burning with anticipation. She couldn't wait to feel Bridget's tongue lapping up the juices that oozed from her fuck slit.

Groaning. Bridget buried her face between Donna's thighs. Her tongue darted at her pussy, licking a long, tantalizing swipe up the small slit of her cunt. Then she began to eat her out steadily, thrusting her tongue deep inside the aching sheath of her pussy.

"Unggghhh," Donna groaned. She splayed her thighs farther apart and again began to move her ass in the bucking motions of fucking, shamelessly pounding her hairy cunt onto her sister's mouth. "Oh Jesus, Bridget, that does feel good! Mmmmmnnnnn! Suck me more, oh shit, my cunt's getting so wet! Make me come!"

Bridget sucked her pussy noisily. She slid her hand up Donna's thighs and pushed two fingers into the clinging tunnel of her pussy. Soon, her tongue began to move towards the stiffened, pulsing bud of her clit.

"Awwwunngghh!" Donna started humping her ass like a dog in heat, wincing and flushing and grunting as the pleasure mounted to the point of explosion deep inside her gushing cunt. "Yes, Bridget! Suck it now, eat me out, drink my juices! Awwww fuck, I'm getting so close!"

Bridget's left hand moved all over Donna's nakedness, alternately patting her ass and squeezing her tits and stroking her thigh. Her right hand busily pumped between her legs, finger-fucking her dripping cunt. Donna writhed uncontrollably in ecstasy.

Then Bridget separated the cheeks of her ass and touched her throbbing, puckering asshole. Donna gasped like a wounded animal as she buried a finger deep inside her asshole, loosening the rubbery tunnel. Finally Bridget glued her lips to Donna's clit and sucked it wetly, tickling the tip with her tongue.

"Unh, unh, coming, I'm coming?" Donna whined. She locked her thighs around her sister's ears and bucked so hard her tits jiggled and swayed on her chest, flushing deeply as the spasms churned through her pussy. "Keep sucking, Bridget! Suck my cunt! Oh yessss, oh my God I'm coommmiiinnng!"

Bridget kept licking her pussy long after her climax had subsided, cleansing her cunt slit of her oozing fuck juices. Then she sat back and calmly started to strip off her own clothes.

"Now you do me," she said. Bridget stripped off her blouse, showing her slender, taut belly and the firm globes of her tits. "Come on, Donna," she added playfully. "Aren't my tits nice? Don't you want to suck on them?"

Still panting in the aftermath of coming, Donna was anxious to taste her teenage sister's body. She'd never really made love to anyone before. It had always been her assuming the passive role while a man fucked her.

Sliding from the couch, the naked Donna joined her sister on the floor. Her hands glided up Bridget's torso, squeezing and pinching her round, milk-white tits. Donna glued her mouth to one fat, cherry-red cap and sucked it hungrily.

"Ummmm, that really feels good," Bridget purred. She kicked off her sandals and unbuttoned her jeans, exposing the fleecy curls of her hairy pussy mound. "Play with my cunt, honey. That feels so good when I'm getting my tits sucked."

Slurping eagerly, Donna slipped her fingers through her cunt hairs, into the sopping lips of her swollen pussy. Bridget grunted noisily as her cunt was invaded by two long fingers. Donna started to jack her off as her mouth worked on her nipples, rhythmically pumping her fingers into the silky sheath of Bridget's pussy.

"Unh, suck me now, Donna! Mmmmnn, mnnn!" Bridget moaned uncontrollably as she struggled, to pull her jeans over the rounded cheeks of her ass. Finally she managed to kick them off, leaving herself naked.

She pushed Donna away from her tits and stretched out on the carpet. Then she wiggled her ass and spread her long legs wide, opening the curly-haired fissure of her dripping, aching cunt.

"Suck my pussy, Donna!" She held Donna's head and urged her towards the musky scented richness of her cunt. "Please, I need to come so bad!"

Donna moaned as she dropped her head between her sister's thighs, rubbing her face shamelessly all over her gushing cunt. She felt strong and purposeful, almost like a man. She knew she had complete control over Bridget's pleasure.

Expertly she started eating her out, as if she'd been sucking cunt all her life. Donna thrust her hands under Bridget's thighs and cupped the perfectly rounded cheeks of her ass, feeling the globes shiver and contract with the heat growing in her pussy. It turned her on to know that Bridget was even hornier than she was.

She ran her tongue up and down, Bridget's soft teenage pussy, licking and tenderly chewing the swollen pink lips. Bridget gasped and instantly started humping her ass off the floor, thrusting her cunt needfully onto Donna's mouth. Donna sucked harder, pushing her tongue deep into her aching fuck tunnel.

"Finger me!" Bridget pleaded. She grabbed one of Donna's hands and pulled it from her humping asscheeks. "Put in three… unhhh… three fingers! Oh shit, you're making me so horny! Jack off my cunt!"

Donna obediently rammed three fingers into her wide-open cunt. She jacked her off hard and fast, until her whole hand was coated with the scented stickiness of her fuck juices. Then she caught her burning clit between her lips and sucked it slowly, rolling her tongue all over the distended pink bud.

"Hump me!" Bridget shrieked suddenly. Her expression was agonized – obviously she was on the verge of coming. "Get on top of me! Oh Donna, fuck me with your pussy! Rub my cunt!"

Donna was shocked by the obscene suggestion, but she was too horny to care. Quickly she stretched out between her sister's legs and contracted her asscheeks, until their cunt hairs merged together.

Bridget whimpered and started bucking furiously. Donna bucked back, surprised by the new lust flowing into her cunt.

"Coming, unh, unh, coming, unh, unh," Bridget burbled. She clawed Donna's shoulders and pounded her pussy onto hers, groaning as their fuck juices flowed together and their clits touched with every thrust. "Awwww Donna! Fuck me, sister, fuck me!" Donna could actually feel her pussy throbbing as the come swept through her sister's body. Continually she pumped her ass as Bridget came, letting all the ecstasy drain from her cunt. Afterwards their bodies were covered with sweat, and their oozing pussies stained the carpet beneath them. They hugged each other tenderly, kissing in gratitude for the pleasure they both enjoyed.

"Tonight," Bridget said, giggling. "As soon as we've finished dinner I'll make a pass at him. Don't worry, it'll work."

"I'm sure it will," Donna sighed. "I never knew you were so horny."

"We came from the same genes," Bridget laughed. "And don't worry about another thing we can keep fucking together like this, any time you like. You're almost as good as a man!"

Donna smiled in agreement.

CHAPTER EIGHT

He was sitting in his recliner, watching a rerun with the latest TV Guide folded on his lap. Bridget watched Roy from the doorway and shook her head pityingly. Sexually maladjusted, a man growing old before his time.

But she'd so something about that, she thought, giggling. Bridget checked her skimpy outfit of a bikini top and denim cut-offs and prepared to enter the den. Dinner was over, and Donna had locked herself in her bedroom as planned. It was as good a time as any to start the seduction.

"Hi ya, Roy!" Bridget pranced into the den, kicked the door shut behind her and took a seat brazenly on the armrest of the easy chair. "Mind if I watch with you for awhile?"

Roy looked at her gruffly, obviously unhappy to share his recliner. "What'sa matter, you get in an argument with Donna or something?"

"Naw, she's just not feeling that great," Bridget replied innocently. "She's got a headache. I think she took a sleeping pill. I told her she ought to stay in bed until it goes away."

Roy frowned and returned his attention to the TV.

Bridget wondered if he was going blind. The cut-offs were so short that the cheeks of her ass were practically hanging out of them, and if he'd glance once he could have seen the outline of her pussy. Her cunt was wet. Were his nostrils plugged up too?

"Roy, to tell you the truth, I didn't really come in here to watch the tube with you. There's something I'd like to talk about."

"Well, this is my favorite show. Come back and talk to me some other time."

"But it's something I need to talk with a man about!" Bridget protested. She hadn't discussed a little-girl act with Donna beforehand, but ad-libbing was one of her strong points. "It's a sexual problem."

For the first time Roy appeared genuinely interested. "Yeah?" He turned towards her and hit the remote control knob to knock down the volume. "What kind of problem?"

"Well, it's kind of embarrassing."

"You can tell me about it," Roy said, then added, lying, "I'm a real expert about that sort of thing."

Bridget took a deep breath and blurted out her answer. "It's that I want to be fucked all the time! My pussy's wet constantly. I'm horny twenty-four hours a day!"

Bridget looked innocently into Roy's eyes, as seriously as if she'd just told him she had cancer. It took several seconds for Roy to believe that what he'd just heard had actually been spoken. Then his mouth drooped open, and his cock began to swell noticeably in his pants.

"Uh, Bridget," he stammered. "I don't uh…"

"All I can think about is getting fucked! Is that normal for a girl my age?"

"All day long I'm thinking about big hard cocks. My grades are going downhill, I keep losing jobs, I'm not getting enough sleep, oh Roy, everything's going wrong!" Bridget paused long enough to force a few tears from her eyes. "It's just awful! You don't understand! I have to undress in Physical Education class, and everybody can see my panties are all wet! If I don't get laid I'm gonna go out of my mind!"

Bridget stopped to wait for a response. But Roy was incapable of speech. He was definitely looking at her body now, moving his eyes frantically from her long, slender legs to her curvaceous ass to the fullness of her tits through the bikini top. His dick was so stiff it was throbbing, pushing the front of his slacks into a tent.

"Please, Roy, can't you find some guy who'll give me a good fucking?" Bridget pleaded. "I want to ask some of the boys at school, but it's so embarrassing. Oh please, can't you help?"

Roy cleared his throat. "Uh, Bridget, I really don't think it should be too difficult… that is… you're a very attractive young girl and, uh, the nature of young men being what it is, uh…"

Finally Bridget stared openly at the swollen, pulsing lump of cock in his pants. Her eyes opened wide, like a little girl on Christmas morning. Impulsively she reached down and grabbed his hard-on with both hands.

"Bridget!" Roy gasped.

"Oh Roy, you're just like me! You're horny too!" Bridget swiftly slid to the floor and knelt in front of the recliner, fiercely stroking his burning cock through his crotch. "I turned you on! You do want to fuck me, don't you!"

Roy looked frantically in every direction.

"Bridget, for God's sake! My wife is upstairs! I don't give a good God damn if she took a sleeping pill! For shit's sake, she might…"

"Awww, let me give you a blow job, pleeeasse!" Bridget pleaded. She rubbed his cock harder and faster, until a wet stain appeared on his pants as jism drooled from his swollen prick head. "Your cock feels so big and hard! I just want to see it and suck on it and eat up your cum!"

"No, Bridget, please."

Bridget ignored him. Quickly she unzipped his pants, loosening his belt buckle and tugging his slacks and boxer shorts down his hairy thighs to release his cock. Then her eyes widened with genuine surprise, and for the first time she felt as horny as she was acting.

"Oh Roy, you do have a beautiful dick!" Hungrily she grabbed his naked hard-on in both hands, squeezing it like a baseball bat as she stared at the puffy, cum-smeared knob. "It's so long and thick! Oh Jesus, I've wanted to suck off a cock like this so long!"

"Bridget, you've got to stop! Bridget… Bridget!"

Groaning, Bridget leaned over his lap until his cockhead touched her chin. Then she opened her mouth wide and dropped her head down, gurgling obscenely as the meaty inches of his cock slid down her throat.

"Oh fucking Christ!" Roy gasped. He stared at the girl's innocent face, stuffed with the blue-veined thickness of his aching cock. He made an effort to get away from her, but the pleasure of the blow job was already starting to seduce him. "Bridget, please… oh fuck it… Ohhhh…"

Bridget knew she'd reached the moment of truth, that she had to get Roy so horny that he'd lose all desire to stop her. Wetly she sucked his pulsing dick as hard as she could, feverishly bobbing her head up and down so that he could watch her fucking her face with his long prick.

"Ungghhh!" Roy grunted. His hips began to move off the recliner, thrusting his swollen cock between her lips. "Oh Bridget… oh fuck, that feels so good. My dick feels so hard, oh fuck!"

Roy gave up. His fingers twined in her long, blonde hair, holding her head in position. His expression turned from guilt to raw lust. Brutally he started to buck his ass, forcing more of his rigid cock down her throat.

"Suck it!" he demanded harshly. "That's right, eat my dick! God damn, I never been this stiff before! My cock feels like a fucking hammer! Suck it, honey! Eat my cum!"

Bridget sucked furiously and noisily, so loudly that the slurping, smacking, gurgling sounds of the blow job could have been heard in the hallway. She salivated freely as she tasted the delicious saltiness of his hard-on. Her spit ran down his throbbing cock shaft, mingling with his oozing cum in the short, wiry hairs surrounding his prick.

"I'm gonna come," Roy moaned. His eyes half-lidded drowsily as the jism churned painfully in his nuts. "You give… oh Christ… best fucking head I've ever had, honey! Oh yess, you suck my prick so gooood!"

The lewd compliment excited Bridget more than ever. Her hands slid up Roy's hairy thighs. She cupped his wrinkled balls in one hand and closed her other in a tight fist around the base of his cock shaft. Urgently she began to jack him off, rhythmically milking his dick into the clinging warmth of her sucking mouth.

His big prick grew longer and stiffer, and she knew he was about to spurt. Sloppily Bridget rolled her tongue all over the rosy knob of his cock, darting it into the open cum slit. Then she clamped her lips in a tight circle round the center of his rod and sucked voraciously, so hungrily that the head of a cock could have fit into the puckered indentation of her cheeks.

"Ahhhh fuck, ahh, ahh!" Roy gasped. He winced and writhed helplessly on the recliner as the jism prepared to push out of his balls. "Here it comes, honey! I'm gonna pop my rocks now! Ahhh… oh yes… ahhhhh!"

A huge glob of jism rocketed out of his drooling cockhead, shooting so suddenly down Bridget's throat that she never had a chance to taste his cream. Bridget whimpered hornily, tightened her fist around his dick and jacked and sucked him off as hard as she could.

Then she was rewarded, with spurt after hot salty spurt of cum. It flooded out of Roy's balls, one of the hardest comes he'd ever had in his life. Roy gasped in agony as his nuts emptied their load. Contentedly Bridget lapped it all down, working her thrust muscles to gulp up his cum.

"Oh fuck, was that good!" Roy sighed. He panted and stared dazedly at the ceiling. His forehead was coated with sweat after such a violent come. "Best blow job… best God damn blow job… Donna never sucked me so hard."

"Mmmmmm," Bridget sighed. She giggled kittenishly as she licked up the stray drops of jism spotting her chin and lips. Then she returned to Roy's cock, lovingly kissing the wilting hunk of meat in gratitude for the delicious load of cum it had given her.

"I love your dick," she purred. "It's so big and hard. Oh Roy, I just want to suck your cock forever."

"I can't fuck you right now, honey," Roy said guiltily. "It's going to take me a minute to get another hard-on. You really made me shoot buckets. I don't think my cock will ever be the same again!"

Bridget giggled and sat up on her knees. Then she calmly stripped off what little clothing she had on, revealing her large, firm tits and her moistened pussy triangle as she tossed the cut-offs over her shoulder.

"That's all right, Roy." Brazenly she lay on her back and wiggled her ass on the carpet, spreading her long legs so he could see the curly-haired lips of her cunt. "You don't necessarily have to fuck a horny girl to satisfy her. There are lots of other ways of pleasing a woman."

To show him what she meant, Bridget slid her fingers through her pussy curls and buried two in the sopping, clasping tunnel of her cunt. Shamelessly she finger-fucked herself before his eyes, sighing and groaning as she pumped her fingers in and out of her open fuck slit.

"Awwnhhh! Suck me, Roy, oh please! Suck off my pussy!" She wiggled her ass on the floor, dying to feel his tongue on her cunt. "You can do that for me! I'm just so fucking horny! Eat me now, lick my juices!"

Roy licked his lips as he studied the stacked teenage girl rubbing off her hairy snatch. Fresh desire grew in his dick. Suddenly he was anxious to replace her fingers with his tongue.

He was so anxious to get at her pussy that he didn't bother to strip off the rest of his clothes. Instead he half-stumbled out of the recliner with his pants bunched at his ankles, and sprawled on the floor between her soft, quivering thighs.

His hands thrust under her thighs, and he groaned as he cupped the small, spongy cheeks of her ass. Bridget squealed and arched her back. With a heavy sigh Roy dropped his head downward, burying his face in the sticky heat of her fuck hole.

"That's right, Roy, suck my cunt for me!" Eagerly Bridget started humping her ass, thrusting her pussy rhythmically onto his mouth. "My pussy's so horny! Oh fuck, I think I'll come any second!"

Roy slid out his tongue, touching the pink swollen lips of her hairy cunt. He began to lick her pussy tenderly, running his tongue up and down the pouting slit.

Her hot teenage cunt tasted good to him. Roy licked her pussy more eagerly, thrusting his tongue deep into her fuck tunnel to lap up the juices oozing out of the depths of her cunt.

"Unh unh unh unh…" Feverishly Bridget bucked her hips as his tongue brought fresh pleasure to her aching cunt. Her hands shot down, grabbing the back of his head. She pulled his mouth more tightly onto her pussy. "More, Roy!" she pleaded. "Keep sucking me! You're doing it so goood!"

Roy lapped her pussy like a hungry animal, moving his tongue closer and closer to her swollen, protruding clit. His hands slid, out from under her asscheeks and roamed all over her luscious young body, squeezing her fat tits and stroking her shivering belly and pinching her hard, rubbery nipples.

Bridget grunted obscenely with pleasure. Her cheeks reddened, and her expression contorted as the heat built quickly in her pussy. Then Roy touched her pussy with his fingers, and she started heaving her buns off the floor as hard as she could.

"That's right, Roy, jack me off!" she gasped. "Oh, I love that, being sucked and fingered at the same time! Stick 'em in me, open my pussy with your hand!"

Excitedly Roy rammed three fingers into the dripping gash of her cunt. Bridget bit her lip and stopped breathing as she reached the brink of coming.

He jacked off her cunt hard and fast, pumping his fingers through the clasping lips of her burning pussy. Then he closed his lips around her clit and sucked it furiously, making Bridget hump and squeal so eagerly that the floor boards squeaked beneath them.

"Coming, Roy, oh my God!" She pulled his hair and clamped her thighs around his ears as the spasms poured exquisitely through her fuck hole. "Suck it now! Eat my cunt! Awww fuck it, unh unh cooommmiiinnng!"

The flow of her fuck juices became incredibly heavy as she came, jerking her ass and digging her nails uncontrollably into his neck. Roy's whole face was covered with cunt cream when her orgasm finally subsided. He continued to lick and kiss her pussy, cleansing the sticky liquid from the swollen folds of her cunt.

"Fuck me," Bridget pleaded. She stared at the ceiling and trembled as she prayed for the invasion of a long, stiff cock. "Please. Roy, fuck me right now. I need it so bad. I've never needed a dick so much in my life!"

Roy's cock had grown rock hard as he'd sucked her cunt, throbbing and burning with lust. Quickly he slid up Bridget's sweating nakedness into the missionary position, spreading her thighs with his hips as he angled his swollen cockhead towards the greasy slit of her cunt.

"Oh fuck, Roy, ram it in me!" Wantonly Bridget reached between their bodies and groped for his cock. She shuddered as she held the shaft in her fist and rubbed the drooling knob all over her pussy. "It's so big… so big and stiff… stick it in my cunt, Roy! Fuck me with your dick, fuck me haaard!"

Wincing, Roy fit the tip of his prick into her cunt opening. Then he pushed his ass down and sighed as the meaty inches of his cock slid into the clasping tunnel of her teenage cunt.

"Unhhh!" Bridget grunted. She started humping immediately beneath him, almost unable to stand the pleasure as her pussy was invaded by the thickness of his prick shaft. "That's right, oh yes, you're fucking me now! Pump it, Roy, pump your cock!"

She had an incredibly tight, hot pussy, and as he lay with all of his meat throbbing inside her as he could feel the walls of her cunt sucking tightly around his cock. Roy lifted his hips slowly, withdrawing his bloated, veined shaft until only the knob distended her pussy silt. His balls jiggled as he pushed his cock all the way back into her cunt again.

Then he started fucking her, furiously bucking his hairy ass. The floorboards creaked with their movements. He slammed his pulsing, cum-oozing prick steadily in and out of her cunt.

"Awwnhhh fuck me, awwnhhhh awww!" Bridget shook her head back and forth, groaning excitedly as she felt his dick pistoning in and out of her wide-open pussy. Convulsively she lifted her thighs, twining them around his back. Then she started humping with him, meeting his strokes by humping her cunt onto his dick.

"You're so tight, Bridget!" Roy gasped. Already he could feel the jism churning in his balls. "So fucking tight…" He fucked her harder and bit her swollen nipples, reaming out her cunt so fast that his big balls slapped the crack of her ass with every thrust.

"Harder, fuck me haaard!" Bridget clawed her fingernails up his heaving back, then grabbed his asscheeks in a desperate attempt to pull more of his cock shaft into her aching cunt. "I'm gonna come again, Roy! You've got such a big dick!"

She could feel his prick rubbing her clit with his frantic thrusts. The knob of his cock seemed to open her cunt more than ever before. Bridget whimpered as she felt the climax building in her loins. She arched her back suddenly, thrusting her cunt onto his cock as hard as she could.

"Coming!" she shouted. The spasms shot through her drenched cunt, forcing the walls of her pussy to clamp tightly around his thrusting dick. "Unh fuck, oh slit. Fuck meee – awww – I'm cooommmiiinnng!"

Roy grunted and fell forward, stabbing his throbbing hard-on as far into her pussy as it would go. The second load of his jism gushed out of his prick, filling her small cunt with hot, milky cum.

There was more of it than her teenage snatch could take. As his dick kept spurting juice it ran out of her hairy slit, forming a stain beneath their humping bodies on the floor.

CHAPTER NINE

"Harder, Roy!" Bridget squealed. "You know that's what I like! Unggghh! Come on, you big bastard! Ream out my pussy with your huge prick!"

The bed springs squealed in a loud, persistent, pounding rhythm. The groans and shrieks of a good, stiff fuck filled the whole house. Donna stood beside the bedroom door, listening as her husband filled her teenage sister's pussy with his long dick. Then she shook her head bemusedly and left the house for her date.

Bridget's plan certainly had worked like a charm, she reflected happily. Roy was screwing Donna's sister day and night, and when he got around to feeding his cock to his wife their fuck sessions were better than ever before. Bridget had been right – Roy did need a little sinfulness to turn him on.

And the best part was that Roy could hardly object to her adultery. As she left the house and walked down the pathway, Donna squinting at the dilapidated car waiting for her at the curb. Her pussy moistened as she imagined the horny stud at the wheel.

All she knew was that their names were Frank and Carry, that they were two highschool football players who loved to fuck. Bridget had been visiting for a week now, and she'd been more than willing to introduce Donna to some of her schoolmates while she humped her brains out with Roy.

Donna had fucked all of them, but this was the first time she'd ever gone out with two eager young males at the same time. Her pussy was tingling with expectation. She was beginning to think she had a fetish for spreading her legs for willing teenage boys.

"Hi!" Donna said, when she reached the sidewalk. "Are you guys Bridget's friends?"

"That's us," a voice replied from the interior of the car. "Come on in, it's open."

Donna opened the car door and climbed into the back. The interior light flashed on, long enough to show her two tall, muscular teenage boys, one with black hair in the front seat and the other a blonde waiting for her in the back. Both were grinning eagerly. Donna wondered if she'd ruin her panties with the wetness seeping from her cunt.

"Which of you is which?" Donna asked, wiggling her ass on the seat.

"Frank," the one behind the wheel grunted.

"I'm Carry," the blonde said. He moved close enough so that she could see his smile even in the dark. "You're Donna?"

"No one else but. Now, you guys are going to take me to a movie, right?"

At once the two boys fidgeted nervously, and Donna had to suppress a giggle. She asked the question out of pure mischievousness. The chances were Bridget had only told them that she had a big-titted twenty-one-year-old sister who loved to fuck.

"Well, uh, we can take you to a movie," Carry replied, thinking quickly. "There're lots of good modes playing in town. But, uh, there's something we have to check out first. If you don't mind."

"What's that?" Donna asked.

"Well, the water pump on this thing's going bad," Carry explained. "We just wanted to pick up a good one. There's a place where we can get one for free."

"Oh? You mean there's really a place where they give away free auto parts?"

"Yeah. The Refuse Disposal Center."

Frank started the car and pulled away. Donna almost laughed out loud. The "Refuse Disposal Center" was a comical euphemism for the town dump, where wrecked cars and garbage rotted together in an enormous lot under the freeway. For years the dump had been famous as a lovers lane for horny teenagers in a car. No one went there to do anything but fuck.

But that was exactly what Donna wanted to do, so she said nothing as Frank pulled onto Greenman Boulevard, the main drag. Carry pulled closer to bet and took a flask out of the pocket of vanity football jacket.

"Hey, Donna, do you like to get smashed? This is really good stuff. Don't worry about drinking it all. We got more behind the seat."

"I'll leave reality any way I can," Donna replied sociably.

Carry chuckled and handed her the flask with his left hand. His right dropped to the soft, supple flesh of her thigh, and moved slowly up her leg under the dress.

They reached the dump fifteen minutes later, and Frank guided the sputtering car safely behind a towering wall of junk at the far end of the lot. There was no longer any need for pretense. For the past five minutes Donna and.

Carry had been necking passionately, thrusting their tongues together while the horny young stud dry-humped her leg.

The booze in the flask was almost straight alcohol, and Donna was totally drunk. Her dress was unbuttoned to her waist, and her bra had been ripped open. Carry was eagerly squeezing and kneading her naked tit, occasionally bending down to bite and suck her stiff, red nipples.

He'd thrust his hand under her dress so many times that the hem had slid under her ass to her waist, exposing the juice-drenched crotch of her panties and, through it, the dark, hairy patch of her aching cunt. Carry stretched her panty crotch and started finger-fucking her pussy, rapidly pumping his fingers through the clasping wetness of her slit.

Frank shut off the engine and stared at them in the rear-view mirror. Donna had heard him pull down his zipper, and she could see his elbow and right arm moving rapidly. He was beating his meat.

"Ungghhh!" Donna shuddered as Carry's fingers invaded her hairy pussy. She kissed him more passionately and bucked her ass, thrusting her cunt onto his hand. "That's right, Carry! Oh my pussy's hot, ohhhh! You're making me cream!"

Suddenly Carry released her and sat bolt upright on the seat. His expression was selfish and cruel. Obviously as far as he was concerned she was just another horny cunt.

"Give me a blow job." He rubbed his rockhard prick through his jeans and looked at her demandingly. "Come on, Donna go down on my cock!"

"Oh, Carry, it looks so stiff!" Donna purred. "Anything you say!"

She panted like a bitch in heat as she fumbled with his zipper and belt buckle. Finally she managed to pull his pants and cum stained shorts down his legs. His hard-on bobbed out, swollen and throbbing. As she stared at it the rosy, heart-shaped knob twitched and oozed jism onto his shirt.

Donna gasped. Carry had the biggest dick she'd ever seen. The iron-stiff shaft jutting out of his cock hairs had to be least nine inches long, as thick around as a salami, with a huge pair of balls. Donna salivated at the mere thought of eating such an enormous prick, as instinctively as a Pavlovian dog.

Leaning over his lap, she wrapped both hands tightly around the veined shaft of his cock. She jerked him off for awhile, staring intently at the knob as translucent cum oozed from the slit. Then she bent her head and licked the tip of his dick like a little girl with a lollipop.

"Suck on it," Carry gasped. He thrust his hand behind her neck and tugged her long, brown hair. "Please, Donna, my meat's so hot it's burning. Suck out my cum."

Groaning hornily, Donna opened her mouth wide and let the hot stiffness of his cock bore down her throat. Her lips stretched to the bursting point as she struggled to accommodate his thick prick, and the fat knob almost made her choke. But Donna was too much in love with his dick not to give it a good sucking.

Her breathing steadied as she learned to flare her nostrils for air. Donna's small hand gripped the thick base of his cock to hold the shaft upright. Then she started sucking his dick, wetly and very hard.

"Unhhh! Oh fuck, that's good!" Carry shuddered as the horny housewife went to work on his gigantic cock. "That's right, bitch!" He jerked his hips off the car seat, thrusting more of his prick down her throat. "You're doing good. Suck it, as hard as you can!"

Donna sucked feverishly, like she was starved for the spurts of his cum. The slurping, smacking sounds she made were almost loud enough to drown out the roar of the freeway overhead. Clasping the base of his dick, she jerked him off as her tongue rolled all over the spongy knob.

"Hurry up and come, God damn it!" Frank grunted from the front seat. "If I don't get some of that pussy I'm gonna go out of my fucking mind!"

Donna forced her lips further apart, until she had nearly half of his over-endowed cock stuffed down her throat. Her head began to bob up and down over his lap. Shamelessly, she fucked her face with his cum-bursting prick.

His dick was so long and thick and hard, and the jism oozing from his blob was some of the best she'd ever tasted. Donna wanted to prolong the sucking, but she was impatient for the real explosion of his cream.

Her lips tightened around the bloated shaft of his cock. Her cheeks puckered and bellowed rhythmically in and out, increasing the suction around his aching dick. Donna dropped her free hand between his thighs as she jerked him off. Tenderly she fondled his tightly swollen nuts, rolling the twin globes between her fingers.

"Ahhhhh fuck!" Carry grunted.

He shot off, and his cum was as big as his cock. Gushers of jism cascaded from his puffy dickhead, flooding down Donna's throat. It was delicious, and she worked her throat muscles eagerly to suck all his jism down.

But there was much more of his cum than she could ever hope to swallow. The salty cream burbled out of her stretched lips around his dick, running all over her cheeks and chin and dripping onto her tits.

"Okay, that's enough," Carry gasped. Donna didn't want to release his still throbbing cock, but he pushed her away roughly and collapsed at the far end of the bench seat. "Your turn, Frank."

Frank jumped over the seat into the back with them almost before Carry finished his sentence. He'd taken his pants off, and the burning hard-on sticking out of his cock hairs was about as large as the one that had just blown such a hot wad in Donna's mouth.

"Give it to me," Donna whispered. She wiggled her ass to the edge of the seat and spread her legs as far as she could in the confines of the sedan, opening up her wet, hairy cunt for the invasion, of his cock. "Ram it all the way up me, Frankie. Fill my pussy with your big, beautiful dick!"

Frank managed to find his footing on the floorboards and hunched over her voluptuous body, gripping her shoulders and trying to jab the drooling crown of his hard-on into the slit of her pussy slit. Helpfully Donna grabbed his cock shaft and pulled his dick into her cunt.

It felt incredibly good nit was going in, like the walls of her pussy were being gradually filled by a pleasure machine. Donna wiggled her ass and whimpered as he slowly buried his eight inch dick into the greasy tunnel of her cunt.

"Do you like it?" Carry asked. He started to jack off as he watched them, smiling as his dick swelled gradually in his hand. "He's got a nice cock, doesn't he? Doesn't it feel good in your cunt?"

"Fuck me!" Donna pleaded. She started humping her ass as soon as he had all of his dick inside her, furiously thrusting her pussy onto his cock. "Oh Frankie it does feel good! Fuck me with it, ram my cunt! You can do it, fuck me haaaard!"

Frank fucked her as quickly and smoothly as he could in the back seat of a car. The muscular, athletic cheeks of his ass contracted, in and out as he heaved between her thighs, stabbing his rock-hard dick in and out of her pussy. Her cunt was so wet that her pussy slit sucked noisily around his pistoning rod.

"Harder, Frankie! Make my cunt cream!" Donna writhed on the seat as he fed his dick into her. "Oh my titties, they feel so swollen. Somebody suck them for me, please!"

The huge, melon-shaped globes of her tits wobbled salaciously on her rib cage as Frank pounded his cock into her pussy immediately, Carry slid across the seat and buried his face in her cleavage. Her nipples were as big as silver dollars, ripe, dusky pink areolas with rubbery nipples that rose at least a half-inch from the crinkled cherry cap. Carry caught one in his mouth and sucked it hungrily, beating off his swelling cock at the same time.

"I'm gonna spurt," Frank grunted. His fucking motions became short and urgent. Donna could feel his massive hard-on swelling stiffer and stiffer, spitting pre cum as it soaked in the clasping sheath of her cunt. "Your pussy's so tight, honey. Oh fuck… I think now… pop my rocks."

"Open the door, Frank," he demanded. "I want some room to fuck."

Exhausted, Frank kicked open the car door and slumped on the floorboards. Donna submitted as Carry carried her out of the car, dropping her on the ground of the deserted junk yard.

The gravel dug into her naked asscheeks, and she knew anyone would have thought her a total whore to let a man fuck her in a dump like this. But Donna didn't care. She wiggled her ass and spread her legs, opening her pussy for the second invasion of a long, thick cock.

"Fuck me, Carry!" Her pussy got even wetter as she stared at the enormous, stiff shaft jutting out of his loins. "Go on, give it to me. I'm still horny, lover! I want your big dick!"

Carry stared hungrily at the stacked, naked wife lying spread-eagled in the gravel next to the car. He cast a quick glance around the junk yard to make sure no hobos had strayed over to watch them. But they were completely alone. It was a dark, moonless night, and the roaring freeway obscured the groaning and shrieking of their lust.

Carry knelt on the ground between Donna's legs. He leaned over her nakedness, planting his hands onto the dirt to either side of her shoulders for support. Then he pushed his ass down, and Donna felt her pussy being invaded by the biggest dick she'd ever fucked in her life.

"Unggghhh!" His cock was so enormous that insertion was painful at first. She could feel her slit and cuntal walls stretching and tearing as they admitted the circumference of his cock. "Oh Carry, be gentle with me. Your prick's so big… I don't know if I can take it all."

Donna winced momentarily in pain, but her cunt was so wet that she was quickly able to adjust to the size of his prick. "It's so big, Carry!" She whimpered as she started to hump her ass, shamelessly lifting up her pussy for the invasion of his cock. "Oh yes, I like it now! Fuck my cunt!"

Panting, Carry dropped his head to her big, jiggling tits. Again he sucked her nipples as he started fucking her, wetly slamming his throbbing hard-on into the gurgling depths of her fuck hale.

"Harder, you fucker!" Donna squealed. She threw up her long legs and wrapped them around his waist, bucking and undulating her hot ass for more of his cock. "Give it to me! Fill my pussy with your big prick!"

Carry fucked her savagely, humping his hips as hard as he could. Donna shrieked in ecstasy and clawed his back with her long nails. Every nerve in her body seemed to be centered in her pussy now. All she could feel was her ravaged, wet cunt slit, opening and closing as it sucked his thrusting dick.

"I'm gonna come again," Carry groaned. He suddenly fucked her harder and faster, mouthing the words excitedly on her spongy tits. "Oh Christ, Donna, here it comes!"

A gob of jism shot out of his rosy cockhead, gushing deep into her clinging cunt. Carry shuddered almost in agony as spurt after spurt of cream flooded out of his huge, twitching prick.

The feel of a man's jism gushing into her always helped put Donna over the edge. "Oh, Carry, I'm coming too!" Wildly she bucked up her ass, twining her arms and legs needfully around his muscular body as her pussy throbbed around his prick. "Unh fuck, unh fuck, oh fuck me? Fuck me-unnnnnnnnggggggggg coooommmmiiiiinnnnng!"

Carry pulled his fuck-wilted cock out of her pussy with a grateful sigh. Frank climbed out of the car. His dick was stiff again, ready for another fuck.

Donna giggled and rubbed her pussy in expectation. She knew these two boys would fuck her all night, and there would be others if they ever got tired of her. Bridget's plan had worked out perfectly so far. She hoped her little sister would stay in their house and fuck Roy for months to came.

CHAPTER TEN

Unfortunately, it didn't work out that way. Her parents demanded Bridget's return only a few days later. They'd been far more lenient with her than they'd ever been with Donna, but, as they reminded her, over the phone, Bridget was still living on their money.

Instead they agreed to let their son Bobby visit Donna for awhile, as if substituting one for another. To Donna this was more than ample compensation. She'd always loved her adorable brother. At times she'd felt like a second mother to him as she'd watched him growing up.

And now perhaps she could be like a lover to him, too. As soon as he'd walked in the door with a big grin and his suitcases in his hands, Donna had felt a strong sexual attraction.

He'd grown taller and leaner since she'd last seen him, and a new growth of athletic, musculature had given him an appealing physique. Donna found herself considering forbidden desires during the first several days of his visit.

He had turned into a very handsome young man, with soft, curly brown hair and the male version of her family's good looks. Most importantly, the bulge in the crotch of his pants was quite large and promising. Several times Donna caught herself hungrily studying the outline of her young brother's dick.

Roy noticed her looking at Bobby too.

"You keep your God damn hands off of him," he warned her the first night of Bobby's stay. "I mean it, Donna. I don't care how weird this family gets, you're not giving your pussy to any blood relative."

"Oh, for God's sake," Donna had protested. "Fucking my own brother! What kind of a girl do you think I am?"

"I know what kind," Roy had replied gruffly. "Don't play innocent with me. If I catch your mitts on that prick of his I'm going to tan your ass so bad you'll wish you'd been born an orphan."

Donna had muttered an obscenity or two and refused to continue the conversation. But she'd known that there was truth in Roy's accusations, and she decided to suppress her desires. Incest with her brother would be sinful. She had no intention of stooping to such depths to gratify her needs.

But that was before she caught her brother jerking off.

It happened only five days after his arrival, on a sunny, windy weekday afternoon. Donna was vacuuming the living room when she decided impulsively that the rest of her chores could wait for the next day. She was getting tired of housework, and it had been awhile since Bobby and she had enjoyed a good brother and sister talk.

He was upstairs in the guest bedroom reading, she thought. Donna put away the vacuum cleaner and, walked to his room without changing her clothes. All she had on were a pair of slippers and a skimpy house robe that barely covered her pussy. She knew Bobby would be able to see her big, braless tits jiggling under the robe, and more of her naked thighs than some might consider proper, but that didn't matter. Why be shy around her brother?

Bobby's bedroom door was ajar. Donna walked to it happily, smiling as she prepared to ask him if he wouldn't mind socializing with her for the rest of the afternoon. Then she looked through the door and saw what he was doing, and the smile faded from her lips.

Bobby was on his back on the bed, stark naked. Donna had known he had a good figure, but she'd never guessed his muscles would be so tan and hard, or that he would have such a hairy chest.

His dick was standing straight out of his short, curly hairs, as hard as a rock. Donna whimpered almost inaudibly as the heat of lust stabbed suddenly deep inside her cunt. Her little brother had a gigantic hard-on, longer and thicker than Ted's or even Carry's. It was the biggest cock she'd ever seen.

"Ungghhh," Bobby groaned. His cheeks were red, and his expression was contorted obscenely with desire. As Donna watched, his hand raced smoothly up and down his enormous, blood-clogged dick. Rhythmically he massaged its burning stiffness, jacking himself off.

Pre-cum oozed from his swollen, purplish cockhead. His lean thighs quivered, and the bed shook beneath him as he humped his hand. Donna pressed close to the crack in the door and kept watching. She knew it was wrong to be there, that it was sinful to take pleasure in the sight of her brother's cock.

But she'd lost all control over herself. Her nipples tingled with their stiffness, rising to protrude through the sheer fabric of her robe. Donna's hairy pussy grew wetter and hotter every time Bobby stroked his massive cock.

"Unnggghh!" Bobby moaned loudly as he beat off, obviously unmindful of the fact that his sister was with him in the house. "Oh fuck it… so good… umm."

His stroking movements quickened. He arched his back as his over-endowed cock grew even larger in his hand. Abruptly Donna realized that he was about to come, that his creamy load would be wasted as it gushed on his chest and belly.

She couldn't let that happen. The next thing she knew she'd pushed open the door and was standing before her brother's bed, literally panting with lust as she aired hungrily at his twitching, throbbing cock.

"Donna!" Bobby whipped his hand from his pulsing dick and stared at her in shock. "What the fuck are you doing in here?"

Donna moved closer, never taking her eyes from his upthrust prick. It was at least ten inches long and as thick around as a ripe cucumber. What a hunk of meat, she thought, whimpering as her pussy throbbed painfully between her thighs. Never before had she felt so unbearably, irresistibly horny.

"So you were jacking off, were you?" she whispered. "Couldn't hold it back, could you? That's what it's like being a hung teenage stud. Your dick stays stiff all the time!"

Bobby's mouth gaped open in astonishment at her language. Donna sat next to him on the bed, licking her lips as he studied his drooling, pulsing cock. Uncontrollably she slid her hand up his thigh and wrapped her fist around the center of his hard dick.

It felt stiff and thick and warm, better than any cock she'd ever touched. Donna brought her other hand up to his prick. His rod was so long that the knob and several inches rose out of the twin grip of her fists.

"Donna, you better stop that," Bobby moaned fearfully. "We're gonna get in trouble."

"So you like getting your cock stroked," Donna moaned hoarsely. She began to move her hands up and down on his enormous dick, sighing as more jism oozed from his gaping cum slit. "Oh yes, I'll bet that feels so good to you. Your sister's soft hands, keeping your cock so long and hard."

Impulsively, Donna dropped her head to the shiny-skinned crown of his organ. She extended her tongue and licked quick circles around the tip of his cock, groaning with satisfaction as she felt the meaty shaft throb eagerly on her palms.

"Unggghhh!" Bobby's eyes lidded drowsily as he gave in to the new pleasure growing in his prick. "Oh fuck, Donna. That feels so… nice… mmmmm."

"Would you like me to suck it for you, Bobby?" Donna purred. Her cunt ached as she licked the underside of his spongy knob, darting her tongue onto his cum slit. "That's one thing you can't do for yourself, isn't it? Unless you've been giving yourself blow jobs."

Bobby winced and nodded his head hornily. Shamelessly Donna rubbed his throbbing cock all over her face, letting the seeping cream lubricate her chin and cheeks. Then she opened her mouth, as wide as she could and took the knob of his cock deep into her mouth.

His prick was even thicker than she'd expected, so enormous that she could barely stretch her lips wide enough to accommodate the shaft. Donna knew how obscene she had to look with her mouth stuffed with her brother's cock, but she hardly cared. All she wanted to do was taste and suck the burning hardness of his prick, to greedily gulp his jism when he came.

Forcing her lips wider apart, she took nearly a third of his swollen meat down her throat. Then she started sucking him off, compressing and puckering her cheeks as she rolled her tongue in circles around the crown of his prick.

"Ungghh! Oh fuck it, sis!" Bobby started to hump his ass, thrusting his gigantic tool down her throat. "That does feel good! Oh fuck, suck my cock harder!"

Donna sucked feverishly, slurping and gulping noisily as she lapped up the sweet pre-cum continually oozing from the tip of his cock.

Her lips started to hurt from being spread so far apart, and her cheeks reddened painfully with the intensity of the blow job. But Donna noticed nothing except her own lust.

Her hands moved all over his body, squeezing his thighs and chest and arms. Finally she wrapped her right hand around the center of his turgid prick and started to jack him off again, rhythmically tugging the loose flesh of his cock up and down.

"I'm gonna come, sis," Bobby groaned warningly. She felt his huge prick swelling larger and stiffer by the moment as it bathed in the buttery wetness of her mouth. "Oh please, keep sucking it for me; I can feel it now gonna come so hard!"

Donna knew his balls were aching painfully. They were as over-sized as his dick, two orange-sized globes at the base of his cock encased by a hairy, wrinkled sac. Jacking him off furiously with her right hand, she fondled and warmed his nuts with her left.

"Coming, Donna!" Bobby groaned. "Unhhhhh…"

The cum pumped explosively from the bloated knob of his dick, shooting in a creamy gusher down Donna's throat. Donna tasted his salty jism as it spurted onto her tongue and whimpered happily. Just as her brother had been endowed with the biggest cock, his cum was the most delicious she'd ever sucked.

Again she gripped his squirting shaft in both hands. So she could jack him off as hard as she could and get out all of his burning cum. Donna sucked and jacked him off until her wrists ached.

Finally the total, throbbing stiffness of a coming prick went rubbery in her hands. By that time Donna had gulped down what felt like pints of cum. But she still hadn't been able to swallow it all. As she smiled at her young brother, creamy jism dripped from her face onto his legs.

"That was beautiful, Bobby. You've got the biggest dick I ever sucked. But can you keep it stiff for me now? I can't wait to feel such a big cock going up my cunt."

"Take off your bathrobe," Bobby asked anxiously. "I want to see you naked."

Donna looked at him curiously for a moment. Then she smiled knowingly and rose from the bed. Of course the sight of her body would turn him on, more than anything she could with her mouth.

The chances were he'd spent most of his childhood looking furtively for glimpses of her body when she was getting ready for bed, or climbing out of the shower. Sometimes Donna forgot how stacked she was, and how much a really voluptuous, big-titted woman could turn a man on.

"Okay, Bobby," she whispered. She kicked off her slippers and slowly let the robe fall from her bare shoulders to the floor. "Anything you want from me is yours."

Bobby gasped as his big sister suddenly revealed every inch of her dazzling nakedness. "Jesus, sis, your jugs are so huge," he sighed. "I always knew you really had big knockers, but… wow!"

His eyes moved from her large, firm tits to her slender waist and long, perfectly formed legs, until his gaze finally centered on the hairy, brown triangle of her cunt. Donna's pussy grew even wetter. His huge dick was getting stiff again before her eyes, swelling with blood as he studied the small, curly-haired slit that would open up for the invasion of his swollen cock.

"Don't you want to fuck me now, Bobby?" Donna climbed back onto the bed and knelt beside his supine body, shamelessly letting her stiff-nippled tits sway and jiggle over his chest. "I'll bet that'll feel better than a blow job. If you think my mouth was wet, wait'll you get your dick inside my cunt."

"Sit on it," Bobby croaked. He held his ten inch cock in his fist straight up, ready to tarn it in his big sister's pussy. "You'll have to, you know, show me some stuff. I never fucked a girl before."

"Oh, Bobby!"

Donna was delighted to hear that her brother was a virgin. It made her feel that much more tender towards him, and she'd always wanted to take a boy's cherry. Particularly one with such an enormous cock.

Climbing on top of him, she thrust her knees into the mattress to either side of his hips, so that her hairy, dripping pussy hovered over the purplish crown of his hard-on. Bobby withdrew his hand from his prick. Dropping her arm between her spread-eagled legs, Donna groaned as she held his cock upright and felt its meaty thickness pulse on her palm.

Slowly she lowered her ass, until the spongy knob pressed onto the dampened lips of her fuck slit. Donna undulated her hips to rub his dick all over her cunt opening, giving her pouting pussy lips a chance to loosen for the enormous cock that would soon be stabbing deep inside her belly.

"Go ahead, Donna!" Bobby grabbed her hips and looked anxiously at her cunt. "I want to feel it now. Put it in your pussy."

Grunting, Donna centered his cockhead between her cuntlips. Then she pushed down hard, and for a moment thought she'd pass out as the first inches of his rock-hard dick bored into the clasping, clinging tunnel of her fuck hole.

It was so big and thick, like she was fucking herself with the largest dildo in the world. With only a few inches of his cock buried in her hairy snatch, Donna had to stop so her pussy would stop throbbing. Every muscle in her cunt could be felt sucking and gripping around his cock.

Then Bobby started humping his ass, too eager to wait, trying to thrust more of his dick into her pussy. Donna took a deep breath and contracted her asscheeks. Then it was going all the way into her cunt, inch after inch of his hard-on stabbing into the stretching sheath of her pussy.

Fucking me now, Donna thought hornily. Oh, it is big! It's the biggest dick I've ever fucked! I don't know if I can take all of his meat. I've got to… my pussy's so wet! Oh God yes, going into me now… fuck me, Bobby… fuck my cunt with your big, hard cock!

She pushed down hard with a last convulsive bucking of her jiggling asscheeks, grunting as she took all ten inches of his meat into her pussy. For a long time then she sat motionless astride his hips, groaning and moaning as his dick throbbed and twitched deep inside her buttery cunt.

Bobby humped hornily beneath her, trying to ram his cock in and out. Donna stared down between her big tits and looked at her pussy, at the curly-haired pink lips stretching to suck around his cock. Slowly she lifted her ass and shuddered in ecstasy as his dick slid out of her cunt.

His dick was coated with her fuck juices now, and her cunt was open and wet. Donna started fucking her young brother, slowly at first, then quickening her rhythm as her aching pussy fed on the satisfying stiffness of his magnificent prick.

"It feels good," Bobby sighed. His lips curled in a smile of pleasure as his big sister's pussy clung tightly to his dick. Again he squeezed her hips and rocked his ass, thrusting his cock up to meet her strokes.

"That's right, Bobby!" Donna squealed excitedly. She fucked him faster. Her asscheeks jiggled as the mattress creaked beneath them. "You're doing it now! Oh yes, you're a natural born fucker! Do it hard, lover, that's what a girl likes! Slain your fucking dick in your sister's horny cunt!"

Bobby stared in fascination at her enormous, swaying tits. Instinctively he reached up and kneaded her tits with both hands, pinching the stiff, rubbery nipples with his forefingers and thumbs.

"That's good, Bobby, you're making me so hot!" Gasping, Donna bent her shoulders so that her jiggling knockers would graze his lips. "Suck them for me now! Oh, I'd love that! Suck my titties good while you fuck my cunt!"

His mouth opened, dosing tightly around the silver-dollar sized cap of her right tit. Bobby sucked her delicious nipple as hungrily as a suckling child. Wrapping his hands around her asscheeks, he fucked her much harder, punching his ass off the bed.

"I'm gonna come, Bobby!" Donna squealed. Her cunt was so wet that she could hear the squishing fuck juices as her pouting cunt slit clasped around his pistoning dick.

"Oh God, Bobby, I know I'm getting close! My cunt's starting to burn! Awwwunngghh! I can't believe what a huge cock you have! Fuck me with it now, harder, harder, as hard as you can!"

Sweating and panting, she pumped her pussy on his cock in a driven frenzy of incestuous lust. Bobby sighed and clawed her asscheeks, puckering and bellowing his cheeks as he sucked her tit.

Then they were both fucking as fast and as hard as two horny dogs, as if intent upon driving the mattress into the floor. Their bellies heaved and slapped sweatily together. Their grunting and moaning filled the whole house.

Suddenly Donna felt her cunt churning, and she knew she was coming. Shrieking, she pumped her ass down and took as much of her young brother's dick as possible into her throbbing cunt.

"Coming Bobby! Ungghhh! Oh fuck it, oh you fucker!"

The spasms poured violently through her pussy, forcing her cunt to clamp around Bobby's dick, literally sucking the jism out of his balls. Bobby cried out as the incredible tingling stiffness of coming flowed through his enormous, twitching cock.

The second load of cum gushed through his prick and squirted out of the swollen, purplish knob, as profuse as the first load he'd dropped in her mouth. Bobby winced and shook his head helplessly on the sweat-stained pillow. Spurt after spurt of jism flooded from his throbbing cock, until his balls had no more cum to give to his sister.

Donna cried like a baby as she felt the gushers of jism shooting into her pussy, deluging her cunt with cream. There was no denying the ecstasy and satisfaction she felt. She'd fucked her younger brother, the one thing Roy had told her never to do, and already she couldn't wait to give him her pussy again.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

But after their fuck session was over, Donna felt guilty about her desires. Incest was wrong. Bobby had to learn the pleasure his enormous dick could give to girls his own age. Donna vowed adamantly never to touch his cock again.

But it was a difficult promise to keep. His big sister had popped his cherry, and for the duration of his visit Bobby was after her for another fuck day and night.

He tried to crawl into bed with her after Roy left for work in the mornings, and when she was trying to catch up on her housework he would try to dry-hump her in the afternoons. Sometimes it didn't even bother him that his sister's husband was round. Several times Donna had to push away an overly-fresh hand creeping up her thigh while they were at the dinner table.

Bobby quickly gathered how much his sister was excited by his ten inch cock, and he proudly showed her his stiffened manhood every chance he got. Donna would turn a corner and find him naked in the middle of the hallway, groaning as his pistoning fist jacked off his dick. Once, when she decided to take an afternoon nap, she discovered that he'd beat his meat and creamed all over her sheets.

These innocent attempts at seduction quickly took their toll on her willpower. If Donna had been an unusually horny girl before, now she was like a bitch in heat. Every time Bobby made a pass at her, and she refused him, she would have to run off and finger-fuck her pussy to one shuddering climax after another.

His gigantic dick was constantly on her mind. Donna had never seen a cock as large as her brother's, and in spite of herself she longed to see, feel, fuck and suck it. Every daydream she had was filled with images of Bobby's stiff, spurting hard-on.

In turn she unconsciously wore more revealing clothes when he was around. There was a certain sadistic pleasure in watching her kid brother drool as her big tits jiggled under a sweater without a bra, or seeing his crotch bulge as her long legs flashed under a miniskirt before his hungry eyes.

Finally, only a few days after their first, torrid fuck session, the mutual desire between brother and sister reached a boiling point. Bobby had been parading around the house with a hard-on all day. A little after noon, Donna realized she had to go into the bathroom and jerk off.

"Come on, let me take a shower with you!" Bobby pleaded, following her as she rushed down the hallway. "It wouldn't hurt anything!"

"Forget it, buster." Donna stepped into the bathroom, then shut and locked the door behind her.

"I know what you're gonna do in there!" Bobby yelled angrily through the door. "You're gonna beat your meat! I make you horny and you know it!"

"No I am not!" Donna lied. "And it doesn't matter if you make me horny! You're my brother! I can't fuck with you again. I should never have… it's sinful. Besides, my husband would kill us both if he found out! So leave me alone!"

Bobby grumbled a few choice obscenities and walked away. Donna waited until she heard his footsteps on the stairs. Then she turned on the shower and stripped off her clothes as fast as she could.

She was horny, incredibly horny, practically burning up with her need for a good, stiff fuck. Donna kneaded her big tits as she bared them, whimpering as the nipples stiffened under her palms. Her cunt was so wet that her pussy hairs were stuck to her panties. Donna ripped them off and sighed as she felt the tingling pulsations in the inflamed lips of her cunt.

The shower water was warm now. Donna stepped into the stall and kicked the door shut. Leaning against the tiled wall, she spread her legs wide and mewled with satisfaction as her fingers pushed through her glistening pussy curls, diving into the sopping slit of her cunt.

Fuck me, Bobby, she thought as she began to jack off her pussy, darting her fingers into her cunt as she rubbed her clit with her thumb. Her asscheeks contracted, imitating the humping motions of fucking. Her mind was filled with images of her brother's thrusting, spurting cock.

Your big, hard dick, Bobby, oh yes… going into me now… in my juicy little cunt. Doesn't it feel good, Bobby? Don't I have a nice, tight little pussy? You can fuck me now, Bobby. Yes, I've given up. I can't resist your big cock any longer. You can fuck me just as long as you like…

The shower stall door flew open. Donna was too horny to take her fingers from her cunt. Her eyes bulged as her now-naked brother joined her under the spray, with his ten inch prick bobbing stiffly before him.

"I knew you were in here beating meat," Bobby said. "Too bad you forgot I had a key to the bathroom door. Or maybe you forgot on purpose, if you know what I mean."

Bobby pressed close to her before she could react, wrapping his hands around her enormous tits, thrusting his hips forward so that his drooling, jerking dick head pushed onto the hairy triangle of her cunt. Donna gasped as she realized that he was trying to fuck her standing up.

"No, Bobby!" she cried, making a feeble effort to get away from him. "God damn you, you know you shouldn't have come in here! Oh God, why can't you just leave me alone?"

But Bobby had caught her at her horniest moment, and both of them knew it. Giggling confidently, the boy lowered his head to her ample cleavage and began to suck her tits, gluing his lips to her large, dusky pink nipples. Donna grunted and shamefully squeezed her thighs together to rub her cunt.

"Yeah, you want to get laid, all right. You want it and you know it." Bobby released her tits and slid slowly to his knees, planting wet kisses on her belly. "And this time I'm going to make sure you're too horny to do anything about it."

"No, Bobby." But Donna's words were without meaning as she fought the pulsing heat growing in her cunt. "Unghh! Please don't… oh no… noooooo!"

With her cunt triangle only inches from his face, Bobby knelt on the tiled floor of the stall. His hands moved up his sister's soft thighs and clenched the peach-shaped cheeks of her plump ass. Then he bent his head and started licking her pussy, running his tongue up and down the bright pinkness of her slit.

"Ungghh, oh Bobby, unggghhh…" In spite of herself Donna moved her feet farther apart on the floor, spreading her legs so he could go to work on her cunt. "It's incest, it's wrong, oh noooo…"

"It tastes good, sis," Bobby groaned. "I never ate out a cunt before. Shit, I could suck on your pussy all day."

Repeatedly he rolled and kneaded her creamy-white asscheeks, making her asshole pucker as the heat throbbed through her cunt. Bobby ground his face all over her hairy pussy, staining his cheeks with her musky fuck juices. He extended his tongue and lapped her cunt like a hungry animal, thrusting it deep inside her aching fuck tunnel.

"Ungghh! Oh yes, oh Bobby! Oh ohhhhh!"

Donna gave in. She'd done everything in her power to curtail her brother's desire. Now she no longer felt responsible for their sin.

She splayed her thighs as wide apart as she could, opening up her cunt for the invasion of her brother's tongue. Her back arched, grinding her pussy onto his mouth. Donna grabbed the back of his head and pumped her asscheeks in the driven rhythms of lust, fucking her cunt all over his face.

"Okay, Bobby, you can suck me," she whimpered. "Go ahead and eat out my snatch. Oh fuck, you make me so horny! Lick my cunt!"

Bobby sighed as he was enveloped by the musky aroma of pussy. Sliding his hand from her shivering ass, he pushed it up her leg until his fingers touched the swollen, pouting lips of her fuck hole. Bobby thrust two fingers into her pussy and started to jack off her cunt as he sucked it, wiggling his tongue closer and closer to her clit.

"Unggghh!" Donna's big tits shook as she humped her ass harder. "Suck it, Bobby! Oh Jesus, you're really doing it now! Get my clit, oh fuck, suck on it hard! That'll make me come!"

Bobby had never tongued a woman's pussy before, but he was eating out his sister as if he'd been sucking cunt all his life. His lips closed around her stiff clit, drawing it out of its protective hood. As she writhed in the delicious agony before orgasm, he finger fucked her pussy and sucked her pussy deliriously, flicking his tongue on the ultra sensitive clit.

"Coming! Christ, oh suck, Bobby, suck my cunt haaaard!" Donna screamed and locked her hands behind his head feverishly fucking his face as the spasms of coming burned through her pussy and drenched his face with her fuck juices.

She came for what felt like minutes, flushing and wincing obscenely as the climax ravaged her pussy again and again. Bobby had sucked her cunt so long that the shower water had started to turn cold, but Donna didn't notice. When the cum finally subsided she slumped exhausted against the wall and smiled gratefully into her brother's eyes.

"That was so good Bobby. I guess I'm glad I gave in to you. I should have known we couldn't help ourselves. I just pray my husband doesn't find out. He'll kill us. I wish I could explain that I can't help it. You turn me on so much."

"I want to fuck you," Bobby said hoarsely. He looked up at her pleadingly from his kneeling position, oblivious to the shower spray cascading around them. "Please, sis. My prick is so fucking stiff, I can't take it anymore. I gotta blow my wad in your sweet cunt!"

One short glance at her brother's dick made Donna hornier than ever. The ten-inch shaft of meat rose up at an angle from his cock hairs, throbbing and twitching so violently that the knob stiffly slapped his belly. Profusely the jism drooled from his cockhead, and the veined shaft looked painfully swollen and red.

"Oh, Bobby, of course you can fuck me," Donna gushed. "But let's get out of here first. We're getting so wet."

Donna shut off the water, kicked open the stall door and started to walk out of the bathroom. But her horny brother grabbed her around the waist and pulled her beneath him onto the bathroom floor's throw rug.

Suddenly she was on her hands and knees in the dog-fucking position, ready to be impaled by Bobby's enormous cock. Donna wiggled her ass and waited for his prick to push up her cunt. She'd intended to go into the bedroom with him, but she was too horny to wait.

Bobby crouched over her body, his belly against her asscheeks, and gripped her large, hanging tits for support. Donna felt him trying to find her hair-fringed pussy slit with the tip of his cock. Then he got it into her, and she moaned as the meaty inches of his turgid dick bored into the enveloping sheath of her cunt.

"Awww God, that feels so good. Bobby!" Donna shrieked. She clawed the rug and furiously started pumping her ass onto his prick, eager now for the invasion of all of his cock. "Fuck me with it! Ram your dick in me, Bobby! Oh yes, I want it all!"

Bobby winced, as he savored the extreme tightness of his sister's pussy, the pressure of her cunt muscles milking the bloated shaft of his hard-on. His hands tightened around her pendulous tits. Donna squealed as he pinched her hard, rubbery nipples.

Finally even the base of his dick was inside her cunt, filling her pussy completely with the throbbing, drooling size of his ten-inch rod. Donna grunted and whipped up her ass to get even more of his dick inside her. Her brother's cock was so huge she thought she could feel the knob in her belly.

"Awww fuck it," Bobby moaned. Slowly he pulled his cock out again, coated now with the sticky juices of her pussy, until only the spongy crown parted her cuntlips. Then he rammed his prick back in again and started fucking her, steadily pounding his throbbing cock in and out of her cunt.

Donna was in seventh heaven. She squealed and cried in shameless ecstasy as she felt the enormous dick pumping her, seeming to fill her little pussy deeper with every stroke. Her cuntlips were stretched wide, clasping in a tight circle around his thrusting, blue-veined shaft. With every stabbing push into her pussy the underside of his dick tantalized her clit.

"Fuck me harder, Bobby!" Donna humped her ass as fast as she could, dying to keep her cunt packed with his big, satisfying dick: "Oh Jesus, my pussy's so wet! I've never been this horny before! Fuck me fast! Oh Bobby, you're making me cream!"

Bobby steadied the furious pace of his fucking, panting hoarsely as he pumped his meat through her clasping fuck tunnel. With every thrust his huge cock seemed to grow a little larger, twitching and jerking as the load of cum built in his balls.

"I'm gonna shoot, sis," he gasped. His fucking motions became quick and urgent. He gasped as his hairy balls slapped the crack of her ass. "Oh fuck, my prick's practically burning up, Donna! Your pussy's so fucking tight! I'm… oh shit… I'm… ahhhh."

He grunted and pulled her swollen tits, contracting his hips as he buried his pulsing dick all the way into the curly-haired slit of her pussy. Then he came, shooting gushers of hot jism deep inside her cunt.

It was an incredibly heavy cum, as if he'd been storing his cream for days to drop it into his sister's pussy. Again and again the salty white cum spurted and squirted from the purplish knob of his throbbing dick, completely emptying his nuts of their load.

"Oh Bobby, it feels so good." Donna squealed. She fucked him faster as she felt his jism squirting into her, soothing the walls of her pussy with the lubricating flow of cum. His jism dripped out of her slit and ran down her sweating thighs onto the floor. "Keep fucking me, Bobby! I'm so horny! I'm gonna come too."

Bobby squeezed her tits and reamed out her cunt harder than ever, moaning as the last drops of jism burned from the crown of his hard-on. Donna shuddered as the familiar tingling, aching heat built to a crescendo in the depths of her pussy. Then she was coming too, shooting off all over her young brother's thrusting cock.

When the spasms finally subsided Donna pulled away from her brothers fuck-wilted cock, unable to stand any more titillation of her ravaged pussy. Together they lay naked on the bathroom floor, panting with the exhaustion of a good, hard fuck.

Donna knew she was going to keep on giving him her pussy. She'd tried to resist, but it was impossible. How could she walk away from the most satisfying fuck of her life? Now the only problem was her husband. If he found out about their fuck sessions, Donna was afraid to think of what he might do.

"When do I get to fuck you again?" Bobby asked bluntly.

Donna giggled, then sighed. "If you're careful, any time you like."

CHAPTER TWELVE

At eleven that night, Donna went to bed with her husband. She waited until she was sure Roy was asleep, then slipped off the covers and crept upstairs to join Bobby in his room.

They fucked several times, grunting and groaning and humping feverishly as they brought each other from one climax to the next. At two in the morning, Bobby had finally had enough. Donna tip-toed downstairs and snuck quietly back into her bedroom.

She would never have tried to fuck Bobby while Roy was home if she hadn't been sure she could get away with it. Ordinarily Roy was a very sound sleeper. She had a hard enough time awakening him when he had to go to work in the morning. But this time, he turned and switched on the lamp on the night stand as Donna was trying to get back into bed.

Donna froze. She was naked. Bobby's saliva and tooth marks were still visible on her fat, red nipples. Her pussy hairs were matted with his cum, and traces of her brother's jism still shone on her damp silt. Roy turned from the lamp and stared at her darkly. Already Donna knew she was in serious trouble.

"Why, R-r-roy," she stammered. "I didn't mean to wake you up, honey. You're ordinarily such a sound sleeper."

"I know I am," Roy interrupted. "Now where the fuck were you?"

Roy's expression was so menacing that Donna was sure he knew the answer to his question. But she was so frightened that she couldn't stop herself from lying.

"Well, I… I went to the bathroom, Roy. I had to pee. I mean, is that all right? Can't a girl even get up to go?"

"You been out of this bed for three hours, honey. That's the longest pee I ever heard."

Donna blushed and gulped. A small, sadistic smile cracked Roy's lips.

"Hey, Donna, what was that sound I heard upstairs? That creaking noise, like a mattress. It sounded like it came from Bobby's room. Damn if I can figure it out. It's been keeping me awake for the past three hours."

Donna felt her face going pale. "I don't think… I don't know what you're talking about, Roy. I didn't hear anything, honest."

Roy chuckled. "I guess you didn't, especially when you were the one making the racket. Next time remember to oil the bedsprings when you want to sneak around. I've been lying here for the past three hours listening to you fucking your brains out with your kid brother."

"Roy, please don't say such things to me," Donna whispered meekly. "I'd never do anything like that!"

"You lying little cunt!"

His rage was sudden, as if he'd suppressed it deliberately to let it simmer and come out all at once. Snarling, he raised his arm and thrust his fingers, roughly into Donna's dripping cunt.

Donna blushed and bowed her head in shame. Roy's grin became savage as he felt the creamy wetness in her pussy hairs and slit.

"So you been in the bathroom, huh?"

"Roy, please… I can explain."

"You can explain shit! You been upstairs fucking him! Don't try to deny it! I heard you. The one thing I told you not to do, the one thing so sick that I thought even you had the fucking morals, you dirty little…"

Roy stopped, in mid-sentence, threw off the covers and leapt out of bed. Donna bolted towards the door in an effort to get away from him. His face was so contorted with anger that she thought she might kill him.

"No, you don't!" Roy grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back to the bed. "I told you I was gonna tan your ass if you fucked him! I'm gonna give you what you deserve!"

"Awww, stop it, Roy!" She screamed as he pulled her to her knees before him, desperately struggling to get away. "Let me go."

"Now you're gonna get it." Roy held her hair with one hand and quickly untied his pajama bottoms with the other. "You want some prick, huh? Well, I'm gonna give you all the dick you need."

His pajama bottoms slid down his thighs, revealing his naked cock. Donna was stunned to see how totally hard it was, twitching and jerking before her eyes. Again the knowledge of his wife's adultery had turned him on.

"Suck it, cunt!" Roy grabbed her by the ears and jerked his hips, thrusting his spongy cockhead between her lips. "I'm gonna fuck your face!"

There was no point in trying to resist her husband when he was this angry. Submissively, Donna opened her mouth wide and tilted her chin, gurgling as he jammed his throbbing hard-on down her throat.

"Does that taste good?" Cruelly he pulled her hair and grinned at the spectacle of his wife's face stuffed with the veined shaft of his cock. "You love giving head, don't you? Especially to cute little boys like your brother! Well, now I'm gonna let you suck as much prick as you want! So do it, honey, suck it hard!"

Obediently, Donna clasped her lips around the center of his swollen dick. Already she could feel the wetness returning to her hairy cunt slit, and her nipples stiffening with her growing arousal. It made her ashamed to admit it to herself, but her husband's savage treatment of her was turning her on.

His cockhead oozed cum as he forced it down her throat, stretching her lips into a wide, tight circle around the circumference of his big cock. Donna sucked his dick frantically, puckering and puffing her cheeks to increase the suction in her mouth. She prayed his anger would be calmed by a good, hard come.

"What's the matter, bitch? Can't you take all of my dick? You deep-throated little Bobby, didn't you? Come on, Donna, suck it all the way down!"

Roy tightened his fingers in her hair. Then he violently bucked his ass, cruelly ramming his pulsing cock shaft as far down her throat as he could.

"Ummffff," Donna gurgled. She gagged as her throat passage was blocked by the knob of his dick, and her cheeks reddened as she struggled for air. But she forced herself to breathe through her nostrils and kept sucking relentlessly. Donna knew she had to do what Roy told her to do. He'd beat her if she didn't.

"That's good, Donna. You're getting it now. That's right, take all of my cock. Oh yesss."

Every inch of his dick was down her throat now, so that her nose brushed the thick, wiry hairs over the base of his cock. Donna made loud sucking, slurping sounds as she struggled to accommodate all of his hard-on. Her pussy was throbbing. She could hardly believe how horny it made her feel to be abused.

Roy retracted his dick, pulling back his hips until only the bloated knob soaked in the buttery wetness of his wife's mouth. Then he viciously started fucking her face, slamming his swollen hard-on all the way in and out of her throat.

"Stop it?" Donna burbled. She kept gagging and suffocating as he pumped his cock through the wet circle of her lips. "Ummff Roy… unngggg!"

"You can do it!" Roy said happily. He mouth-fucked her faster and harder, wincing as the cum churned deep inside his balls. "Any whore ought to be able to take a good face fucking. Come on, Donna, don't you want to drink my cum?"

Donna realized quickly that the only way she could stand the pumping thrusts of her husband's dick was to relax completely. Her neck went slack as he held her ears. Blushing shamefully, she allowed him to pump his rockhard prick freely through the tight tunnel of her throat.

"Finger your pussy, Donna," Roy commanded. "I can tell you're getting horny. Look at how stiff your nipples are. You know you want to. Jack off your cunt!"

Obediently Donna thrust her fingers through the brown curls of her pussy triangle, and whimpered around her husband's cock as her thumb touched her stiffened clit. She pushed two fingers in her aching fuck hole and hotly jacked herself off, loudly slurping around Roy's swollen hard-on.

"I'm gonna come for you, baby." His dick swelled to total stiffness, and his balls throbbed as the hairy, wrinkled sac slapped her chin. "Oh yes, I can really feel it… popping my rocks… all over your face!"

Roy pulled her hair and fucked her face as hard as he could, for several seconds. Then he pulled his dick out of her mouth completely, wrapped his fist around the shaft and furiously jerked himself off.

Stripped of all pride, Donna crouched on her knees and whipped her fingers through her pussy as she waited for the gush of his cream. Roy gasped as he came, shooting his wad all over her face.

The jism streamed and spurted out of his cockhead, luridly splattering on Donna's cheeks, chin, forehead and hair. Roy gripped his throbbing dick tightly in his fist and steadily jerked out all of his cum. When the last drops burned out of his knob, Donna's face was dripping with cream.

"You bastard," she whispered. She wiped off some of the salty come and looked at him defiantly. "Are you done now? Have you abused me enough?"

"Not yet, Donna," Roy murmured softly. "Now it's time to tan your ass."

There was a leather belt under the bed. Donna saw it for the first time out of the corner of her eye. All at once she realized that Roy had probably put it there while he'd heard her fucking Bobby upstairs, that he'd been planning to beat her all along.

"No, Roy." Now shaking her head miserably with fear, she backed away from him on her knees. "You can't. Don't whip me. You've done enough. Please, no…"

"Oh yes, Donna." Roy grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet. "I told you this was what you were going to get. I told you…"

He forced her to lie across his knees, with her feet and hair dragging on the floor and her rounded asscheeks upthrust for the spanking. Chuckling, Roy reached under the bed for the belt. He doubled it up and held the ends in his fist. Then he whipped his arm down hard, delivering the first, brutal slap on the crack of her ass. Donna shrieked as her peach-shaped asscheeks jiggled and flushed with the force of the blow. The belt was thick, and she knew already that this spanking would be far more painful than the first.

"Did you like that, Donna? I hope I hit you hard enough!"

"You motherfucker!" Tears came to her eyes as she struggled helplessly to slide off his knees. "I hate you for this! Oh please, Roy, please…"

Again Roy dropped his arm, slapping her ass a second time with the belt. Then he began a steady, driving rhythm, repeatedly hammering her naked ass with the belt.

"You're gonna apologize to me, baby." He gnashed his teeth as he whipped her ass, digging his free hand into the spongy globe of her tit to hold her in position. "You're gonna say how sorry you are that you fucked your brother. You're gonna promise me never to fuck him again."

"Asshole." Donna swore. Her asscheeks reddened and welted as he delivered stroke after stroke. Now her tears were shed less out of humiliation than simple pain.

"I hate you! You fucker, let me go!"

But it was no use. Roy whipped her savagely, forcing the blood to rise to her skin as the belt relentlessly tore at her asscheeks. Soon Donna knew she had to swallow what little pride she had left and apologize. If she didn't, her husband would rip her flesh to shreds.

"All right," she whimpered tearfully. "Oh Roy, for God's sake, please stop! I'm sorry! You're right! I'll never fuck him again!"

Roy kept whipping her, cracking the belt sadistically as he spanked her blushing bum. Donna sobbed as uncontrollably as a little girl. "I'm sorry, Roy!" she repeated. "I told you so! Awwww fuck it, you're killing me!"

"Tell me what a dirty little slut you are," Roy whispered huskily. "Tell me you're just a nympho who needs to get fucked!"

"I'm… I'm a dirty slut!" Donna gasped shamefully. "I'm a nympho! Stop it, Roy! Pleeeassse!"

Roy giggled. "Now tell me how horny you are! Tell me how much you want my big dick up your cunt!"

"I'm horny! Fuck me, oh please, do it now!"

And as she repeated his words, she realized they were true. Suddenly Donna was amazed by the unwanted sensations of lust coursing through her body. Her nipples were stiff, and her cunt was wet and tingling. The spanking turned her on!

"That's a good girl," Roy said, and tossed the belt over his shoulder. "Now I get to give you your reward."

He stood up, letting Donna slide from his knees to the floor. Donna slumped on her hands and knees, still whimpering as the pain radiated through her ass cheeks. Roy knelt behind her and spread her legs, exposing the curly-haired mouth of her curd.

"Do you want it, Donna?" He jammed his fingers into her wet pussy and jacked her off hard. "Are you ready to get fucked now that you've been spanked?"

"Fuck me," Donna mewled. Stripped of all inhibition, she crouched in the dog-fucking position and wantonly pumped her pussy onto his hand. "Yes, Roy. I'm just a slut. Stick your cock into my pussy, fuck my cunt hard."

Roy replaced his hand with the cum drooling knob of his prick. His meat had already grown stiff again. The spanking had turned him on as much as his wife. Donna could feel his fat cockhead twitching and jerking as he searched for the small slit of her cunt.

"Say you want it, Donna." Roy held his hard-on in his fist and made his wife shudder as he pushed the crown onto the pouting lips of her pussy. "I won't fuck you if you don't ask me real nice."

"Fuck me!" Donna gurgled. She clawed the carpet with her long fingernails and frantically pistoned her ass. "I am horny! My pussy's so wet! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee!"

Carefully Roy inserted the head of his cock into her pussy. His hands slid up her torso, gripping the huge, pendulous globes of her tits. His ass bucked hard, ramming over half of his throbbing cock into the clasping wetness of her fuck hole.

"Ungggghhh!" Automatically Donna dropped her shoulders and lifted her ass, angling her cunt tunnel so he could best fill it with his long cock. "Oh Roy, that's so good!" She started humping her ass again, making her crimson asscheeks jiggle as she pumped her pussy onto his dick. "All the way, lover! All the way up my cunt!"

Roy buried the meaty inches of his prick to the hilt in her hot, slick pussy, groaning as her cunt muscles clung to the sensitive shaft of his hard-on. Hungrily he started fucking her, squeezing and milking her huge tits as he slammed his cock through the tightly-sucking lips of her cunt.

"Harder, Roy!" Donna could already feel the spasms beginning deep inside her pussy, as Roy's pistoning cock chafed her stiff clit. "Oh God, you're really fucking me now! I'm gonna come!"

"Are you gonna come, Donna?" Roy repeated teasingly. He fucked her harder and harder, digging his fingers into the creamy white flesh of her tits. "You want that, don't you? You want to come all over my cock!"

Donna yelped and feverishly humped her hips. Then Roy pulled his cock all the way out of her pussy, leaving a dismal emptiness in her cunt as he thrust his hands into the reddened cheeks of her ass.

He spread them wide and pushed Donna flat on her belly on the floor. Then Donna felt something big and stiff pushing onto her puckered ring, and she knew her husband was going to fuck her asshole.

"Nooooo!" Again she struggled to get away from him, sure that she couldn't take any more pain. "You fucking son of a bitch! You're not gonna assfuck me again!"

"Sure I am, Donna," Roy said breathlessly. "You want to come, don't you? Coming in your asshole is the best of all!"

"Awwww nooooo!"

But it was already too late. Roy delivered a ferocious thrust of his hips, jamming his cock head between her puckered, rubbery asshole lips. Donna grunted as his long dick speared up her ass.

"Do you like it, Donna?" He hesitated, with half of his cock embedded between her wiggling cheeks, groaning as her tight asshole sucked tightly around his prick. "Now isn't that better than pussy fucking?"

"Ungggghhhh!" Donna started crying again as she felt the searing agony shooting through her asshole. "You fucker, you're killing me with your dick! Take it out!"

Roy returned his hands to her tits and tightened his grip around the huge, spongy globes. Then he bucked his ass relentlessly, gradually forcing all of his cock into the furnace-like heat of her asshole.

"Awwwwwnnggghh!" Donna cried. She bit her lip and winced as her ass tunnel tore around the invading stiffness of his cock. "Please, Roy, I'm begging you! Please!"

Roy started fucking her, contracting his hips steadily as he pumped his cock through the ravaged ring of her asshole. The sharp pain quickly subsided. Donna relaxed beneath him, giving herself up to the forced ass fucking.

Then, almost immediately, it started to feel good. Her ass tunnel spread, adjusting to the thickness of his cock. Donna groaned and started bucking. She didn't want to give in to her husband, but she felt as if she had no control over her actions.

"Yeah, you like it now!" Roy milked her tits and fucked her ass harder, hammering his dick all the way into her rubbery sheath. "Jack yourself off, Donna! Finger your pussy and beg for my cock up your ass!"

"F-f-fuck meee!" Donna hissed. Grunting, she thrust her hand under her belly and buried three fingers up her burning pussy slit. "Oh Roy, it does feel good now!" She humped her ass eagerly to meet his strokes, wanting her asshole packed with his cock. "Harder, lover! I'm about to come again! Ungghhh, yes, nnnnggggg…"

The sucking pressure of her asshole around his cock was incredible, and Roy could feel the jism churning inside his balls. He fucked her as hard as he could, counting the seconds before he would pop his wad.

"I'm coming now!" Donna gasped. Her pussy gushed juice as she fingered her burning clit, and her ravaged asshole closed tightly around Roy's dick. "Ungghh! Fuck me, fuck me, harder – awwwww, cooommmiiinnng!"

Roy lunged downwards, cramming his throbbing cock as deeply as he could between her shivering asscheeks. The second load of jism shot out of his cum slit, instantly deluging her asshole with cum.

It kept squirting out of his swollen cockhead, draining his balls of cum. Donna whimpered ecstatically as the cream soothed the inner walls of her asshole. She was still horny, and prayed he'd want to fuck her again.

He'd spanked her, and fucked her mouth, and come all over her face, and forced his dick into her pussy and asshole. Donna knew it would happen again sooner or later, because she'd wind up giving her beautiful body to other men. It didn't matter. Deep down inside she'd always known her husband was the best fuck she'd ever had.

Content

Tom Allison
The wife_s hot itch

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE