Chapter 5
Rebecca began to hunch against his prick. Her plump pussy mound acted as a strong stimulant to his throbbing dick as she twisted against it. She felt her pussy getting wetter and more excited as Clay fondled her ass and slipped his fingers into the deep, hot divide between her firm cheeks.
She forced her hand between their bodies and grasped the prick throbbing so insistently against her snatch. "Your cock feels so good, darling," she murmured.
His finger touched the tight, secret mouth of her rectum and she shivered with delight. He prodded the orifice as though measuring it, then began to worm the tip of his finger into the puckered passage.
"Oh, God, darling, I like that!"
"You're as hot as a firecracker tonight," he whispered.
"I'm always hot with you, darling." She raised her leg and flexed her knee so he could reach her other opening. Her fiery honey pot was literally dripping, the slickened lips quivering, demanding attention. "Stick your thumb in my cunt," she whispered. "Finger-fuck both holes at the same time." She gasped, then began to moan softly as he stroked his finger into her asshole and his thumb into her cunt. "Rub your fingers together."
He had never thought of doing both of her holes at the same time, let alone rubbing his fingers together against the membrane separating them. As he massaged both sides of the floor of her cunt, he wondered where she came up with her wild ideas; whether someone had taught her, or if her imagination was simply that amazing.
"Don't make me cum yet," she whispered. "I want to let it build slowly, until I can't stand it, then really pop." Holding onto his prick, she rolled away from him and turn onto her back. Her long chestnut tresses fell across her heaving tits, nearly covering them.
He leaned over her and ran his hand down her body, across her belly, and pushed two fingers into her hairy slit. The petal-like lips opened fully, a hot, wet crack presenting itself to his caressing fingers. He played in her gash for a few moments, then moved his fingers up to her slippery, palpitating love button and teased the agitated kernel of flesh into a quivering stiffness.
The wonderful sensations she always felt when someone played with her pussy flooded her senses. She wanted to clamp her legs together, to lock his hand in place, not let it get away until she climaxed. The joyous, maddening attention to her pussy made her weak and dizzy. She could hear her own hoarse breathing coming in harsh, rasping gasps. She tightened her fingers on his twitching cock and squeezed hard.
She reached up with her free hand, grabbed a handful of hair and yanked his face down to her tits, nearly smothering him with the big mounds as she urged him to suck her aching nipples. He chuckled softly and began to tease her tit tips with his tongue as he continued to frig her fiery clit.
They were driving each other frantic, but neither one changed the pace, each determined to prolong their foreplay, to savor the build-up, to reach a point of near-explosion before consummating their carnal coupling.
Clay sucked her nipples into an extraordinary state of hardness, then released her tits and let them bounce free. He forced her to loosen her grip on his rigid rod, felt her fingers slide away reluctantly, cover the crown for a moment, then relinquish their hold altogether.
He removed his fingers from her hot box and moved down quickly. He put his hands on the inside of her legs, pressed into the fullness of her thighs and opened her legs wide. The pink vestibule of her cunt gaped at him, two fleshy folds of succulent meat, the inner depths inviting his tongue. He started to go down on her sweet honey pot, and she stopped him.
"Let me suck your cock at the same time, darling. I want to do a with you, want to feel your cock throb in my mouth, want you to shoot your load of hot cream down my throat."
"You won't hear me saying no!" he muttered.
He climbed over her in reverse. His pulsing prick tapped her chin as it bobbed up and down. He lowered his head to her crotch, split the swollen lips of her pussy with his tongue and began to dine on her luscious fur pie.
Rebecca pulled his prick back, brushed his knob across her lips, then took it into her mouth. She began to suck avidly as she drew his cock slowly into the wet, splendid sexiness of her face while holding the shaft steady with both hands.
Clay put his hands under her perky ass and fondled her firm, shapely cheeks. He stuck both thumbs into her crotch, along each side of her cunt so he could pet the lips while he sucked her and tongue-fucked her hot honey hole. Her exquisite sex sauce flowed into his mouth as he plunged his tongue into her slick love tunnel. He felt her ass contracting beneath his finger, her muscles tightening and relaxing in sexual rhythm as he fucked his tongue deeper into her hot gash. His brain pounded. Fire roared through his veins as he made love to his beautiful wife's tasty twat.
She held his cock at the base with both hands, her fingers extended to enfold his nuts. She clamped her lips tightly around his sex spear and worked her mouth steadily up and down its length.
Clay seemed always to forget his wife's cocksucking skills until he put his cock in her mouth. No woman he knew could hold a candle to her. Her soft, female lips sliding up and down his stiff rod gave him intense pleasure. Faintly, above his own panting, he could hear her wet gasps as she sucked harder and harder on his cock, gulping its entire length, the moist warmth of her tongue curling around the shaft.
He felt his cum building to a bursting point. She squeezed her lips tight and worked her mouth on his cock in a frenzy, silently begging him to dump his load down her gullet.
With a moan of passion, he buried his face in his sultry wife's succulent flesh and sent a thick stream of boiling fuck juice to the back of her mouth. He felt her body shaking and heard her swallowing as the rich jets of cream spurted down her throat. Her cheeks ballooned and she sucked noisily, eating his big load of cum and loving it.
Then her turn came. She wrapped her legs around his head and held his mouth tightly to her twitching twat. Before his prick stopped shooting into her mouth, she began to pump her own love juice into his mouth. Her cunt boiled over with lust as she writhed and bucked under him.
They drained each other, then rolled apart and snuggled together. Rebecca smiled, kissed him on the mouth, then put her head on his shoulder.
"Thank you, darling," she cooed. "I adore the way you eat my pussy."
"Thank you, baby. I had almost forgotten how well you suck cock."
"I won't say it!" she giggled.
"I know. It's my own fault. You've never refused me, no matter what I asked you to do."
"Including waiting for you to come home," she said softly.
He turned onto his side and pulled her leg over him. His stiffening prong rubbed in her lush bush. Rebecca smiled and snuggled closer to him. She deliberately pressed her mound against his rising staff and began to wiggle her hips in a lazy up-and-down motion.
"You're fantastic tonight, baby."
"You ain't seen nothing yet!" she chuckled, her voice husky with emotion.
Rebecca rolled over on top of him and straddled his thighs. She wrapped her dainty fist around his shaft and pulled his prick into full erection. She liked to jack a man off and watch him squirt. But not now. She wanted to cum on his rock-hard, hot cock!
She spread her shapely legs wider and moved up so his prick was poised at the entrance of her sopping love channel. His big cockhead forced her cunt lips apart as her wet slit bore down hard.
He pulled her down and hugged her eagerly. She mashed her tits into his chest and squirmed lasciviously as he ran his hands up and down her arched back and kissed her impetuously. She felt him trying to turn them over and pulled away. She sat up and stabbed him with a piercing gaze.
"Don't you dare try to take control!" she hissed. "This is my show!"
She fit the head of his dick into the opening of her cuntal canal. Her voracious gash ate his prick quickly, sucked it into her slick channel in one gulp as she sat down heavily. She put both hands on his chest to steady herself and began to ride his cock leisurely. She dropped her head to stare between her legs at the exhilarating view of the pleasure pole slipping in and out of her hot twat. She loved the sight of a cock penetrating her cunt. She liked to watch herself fuck. Maybe some day soon she would line the bedroom with mirrors so she could see every little detail.
"Now you can move, my darling stud!" she whispered hotly. "Hump your tight little buns! Fuck with me!"
He began to thrust into her as he put both hands in her crotch. His fingers danced over her thick, slick slit, caressing the tightly stretched lips, fondling her plump mound, inflaming her further, propelling her toward her climax. Her foxy, tanned ass began to rise and fall faster, in a steady rhythm. Her bottom cheeks bounced off of his thighs as she wiggled and twisted and slid her cunt up and down his thrusting tool.
His cock looked bigger and wetter every time she rode to the top of it. She stared at the compelling sight of his gorgeous cock fucking her and his fingers playing with her cunt lips. Her head snapped up and her face twisted in the sweet agony of sexual abandonment.
Suddenly, she sat upright. Her body swayed back, twisting his dick with her. She began to bounce her hot, pillowy ass cheeks on his thighs and rock her hips zealously. Her mouth hung open. Spittle ran down the corners of her mouth. Her hips began to go around and around and up and down, faster and faster.
He arched his back and lunged his hips off the bed, shoving all of his prick into her questing cunt. He reached up, took her heaving tits in his hands, and began to squeeze the hot, fleshy mounds. Tightening his fingers around the heavy globes, he tweaked and pulled her tits in every direction, making them burn with the fires of passion.
She thrust her hands between her legs, felt her cunt lips and his prick each time it emerged from her deep, pink pussy. She jammed her cunt down to his groin, holding his prick to the hilt inside her frantically pulsing channel. Her hips twisted and rocked in tight circles. Her face grew flushed with the frenzy of her excitement. Her body jerked a few times, then became as stiff as a board.
"Oh, God, darling! Oh, my God, I'm cumming so fucking hard! Fuck me, darling! Fuck me!"
Clay felt a hot stickiness flood his trapped knob as she washed it with a lavish outpouring of her love juice. He had never known a woman to gush so much when she came. He slammed his cock into her and emptied another load, his last for a while, he knew.
Rebecca continued to ride his cock until it went limp and slipped from her cunt. She spun around on top of him and sucked his flaccid tool into her mouth. With tender loving care, she cleaned it of every drop of his jism and her own pussy juice.
Unable to do more than simply enjoy the feel of her hungry mouth on his limp prick, he lay back and let her suck to her heart's content.
She turned around, kissed him, then stretched out on her back with a deep sigh!
"Now, will that hold you for a while?" he asked.
"Oh, maybe an hour or two," she replied with a sexy chuckle. "You can get me again later." She reached over and grasped his cock. "Darling, I've been squirreling away all the money from my interior decorating jobs. I think I have enough saved to pay cash for that cabin in the mountains we talked about. Maybe once in a while I can drag you away and spend an uninterrupted weekend. We might even learn to ski. Cross-country, not downhill. We might even buy a couple of snow mobiles and race through the woods. What do you think?"
"Sounds okay to me. But I can't get away right now. We would need more than one day to look around and decide on something."
"Well, if you can fend for yourself for a couple of days, I can go. I can pick out something, make a deposit on it, then we can back up together and make the final decision."
"I trust your judgment. If you find something you like, buy it. I'll be okay. I can eat dinner out. Or maybe coerce Bruce or Jerry to take me home to dinner."
Rebecca squeezed his cock. "Want to go another round?"
Clay chuckled. "You're greedy. Better let me rest a while."
She squinched her eyes, then opened them wide. "There, I just set my internal alarm. I'll wake you in a couple of hours."
She kissed him, wrapped her arms and legs around him, put her head on his shoulder, and went to sleep.
Clay lay awake a few minutes, thinking. Rebecca was right. He didn't spend enough time with her. But his job took so much of his time. Then there was Coco. He hated the thought of giving her up. And he hated not spending more time with Rebecca. Damn! Why couldn't life be simple? Why couldn't he figure out a way to give both of them the time and attention they deserved and still do his job?