Chapter 8
John continued to ease forward, shoving the long, hard tube of his cock into the luscious, horny woman.
Rachel thought his lust-swollen cock would split her cunt wide open. He finally hit bottom. The rubbery knob nudged the mouth of her womb. His heavy, sperm-laden balls rested against the cheeks of her ass. Anne's presence, and mouth on her tits, added a kinky spark to her excitement.
"I've never fucked a man while his wife watched," she murmured.
John withdrew slowly, pulling the lips of her cunt out with his rock-hard shaft. Then he surged forward again and buried the full length of his endless cock to the hilt with one deep, hard stroke.
Rachel gasped. Licentious liquid soaked her snatch, easing his way into her tender passage. Her tight sheath rippled around his prong. Her ass twitched and hunched. "Oh, God, baby, I love it when you rock the cradle!" she moaned.
He grinned and pulled her legs over his shoulders. He held onto her thighs and began to fuck her with deep-diving, powerful strokes. Anne worked on her tits, going from one to the other. She cupped the heavy mounds with both hands and milked them with her lips. She ran her tongue over the bloated tips, nipping them between her teeth, producing sensations of stormy excitement in the blonde beauty.
John fucked the slit between her wide-spread thighs relentlessly, repeatedly burying his passion-bloated shaft completely in her liquefied, clinging cunt. Every third or fourth stroke, he withdrew until only the mushroom-shaped knob was in her tight honey hole, then drove back in with enough force to rock her body.
"Oh, God, I love it!" Rachel screamed. She thought the sound was only in her mind. She heard someone yelling, but didn't think it was her. "I love your cock, baby! Fuck my brains out! Suck my tits! Fuck my cunt!"
A deep shuddering tremor shook her body. She began to rock and roll and churn. Barely aware that she was making it difficult for Anne to suck her tits, she looped her arm around the brunette's neck. Potent sparks of pleasure burst into raging flames between her legs. A hot flood of total arousal bathed her body and mind. Her molten cunt bloomed open in breathless acceptance. She hunched her crotch up and twisted her ass in tight circles, exuberantly receiving each deep thrust of
John's plundering prick.
John leaned over at an angle to avoid Anne's head and kissed Rachel lightly on the lips. She threw her other arm around his neck and clamped her mouth to his. Her tongue flicked hungrily between his lips.
Passion began to rage out of control in her body. She curled her legs around his hips, locked her ankles behind his ass and clung to him with unrestrained craving. She couldn't get enough of his pleasing prick. Her senses, her very being, unified in her quest for ultimate satisfaction.
A turbulent rush of sensual excitement washed over her. She had no idea fucking could be so glorious. It had never been with Paul. This was mind-boggling. She had never responded so passionately, never felt the wild tremors of pleasure she now felt. The carnal coupling with another woman's husband in her presence gave her a bawdy thrill. She discovered an exhibitionistic streak she never knew she possessed.
Their bodies slapped wetly together in rising cadence. They clung to each other in mutual desire, their flesh heated by passion. They bucked and rocked as one, united at the point where his lust-laden cock drove incessantly into the greedily clasping depths of her avid cunt.
"You sure know how to fuck," John rasped.
His lewd praise gave her an added tingle of excitement. Her thoughts were a kaleidoscopic image of how she must look-naked, sweaty, flushed with lust, her head thrown back, her long blonde hair framing her sensual face. Her thoughts and feelings converged at the pivotal point between her legs. She was an uninhibited, wanton woman who loved to fuck and John's monster cock was going to send her to the heights of pleasure. Suddenly, a stupendous surge of feverish erotic exhilaration inundated her body, suppressing all lucid thought. She rode the swell of a smashing, energizing sea.
"Oooooohhhhh.. .I'm cumming! Oh, fuck, John, I'm cumming!" she screeched. She didn't recognize her own lust-distorted voice. The words seemed to hang in the still air above her for a moment before . crashing down to resound in her ears, reflecting the rise and fall of the powerful waves of pleasure thundering around inside her feverish brain. "Ooohhh! Aaahhh! Oooooo!" she cried. Her curvaceous body undulated from the intensity of her unceasing orgasm.
Vaguely, through the erotic mist clogging her mind, she realized that John was also cumming. He pounded her pussy with unbelievable ferocity, hammering his loins against her upturned cunt.
"Keep fucking!" he grunted.
He roared with elation as the first spurt of seething seed blasted the bottom of her cunt. His jism jetted in a thick stream into the recesses of her unquenchable, sucking sheath. Her snatch clutched greedily at his rampaging prick and absorbed the flowing fluid. A serene tranquility filled her. She lay back, breathing deeply with unsurpassed fulfillment.
John's prick began to deflate inside her sultry passage and finally slipped out, leaving her cunt physically empty. She wouldn't have missed this experience for anything. Her coquettish, contented smile, the infatuated expression in her sparkling blue eyes, spoke volumes. She closed her eyes and sank into a half-conscious state of euphoria. Her body glowed from the marvelous fucking.
Rachel drifted, without sense of time or place. She felt a towel being applied to her body. Anne rubbed briskly, then more gently, until the soft, nubby texture barely skimmed the delicate ivory skin. The goose bumps told Anne that she had sparked scrumptious chills of delight in the beautiful blonde. She wiped Rachel's face, arms and belly, then her tits, legs and thighs. Rachel enjoyed the rubdown.
Anne rubbed Rachel's sculpted thighs amorously, with tantalizing touches. Rachel felt no shame, even though she was still lying on her back with her thighs spread wide apart. Anne had watched John fuck her, so why should she be embarrassed?
Anne's eyes fixed on the thick carpet of blonde hair between Rachel's legs. Creamy male essence seeped from the pink slit of Rachel's cunt, conspicuous, oozing confirmation of John's orgasm. Gluttonous yearning bubbled up in her. The piquant, provocative aroma of the just-completed carnal coupling stirred her further. She inclined her head closer and closer to Rachel's sticky snatch. Her lips brushed the smooth marble thighs and the milky white belly.
Rachel stirred and smiled dreamily. She recognized Anne's soft lips. "That feels good," she murmured.
John reached down and spread the glistening lips, offering the deep, coral gash to his wife. Anne accepted with delight. Her tongue snaked out and swirled into the spongy, sultry cleft.
Rachel shivered with rapture. "Oh, that really feels good," she moaned.
Anne's tongue began to swirl in broad strokes. She and Rachel trembled together with growing arousal. Each lap of her tongue wiped up John's sticky cum, along with Rachel's cunt juice. Anne held the mingled elixir on her tongue and savored the taste.
Rachel began to writhe under Anne's delicate, pleasing and very talented tongue. She began to squirm and whimper with mounting agitation. John began to caress her tits, provoking louder moans of excitement. His prick was no longer a limp, dangling hose of feeble flesh, but a growing length of stalwart muscle.
Anne quivered as her own cunt began to throb. She knew she could cum merely by eating another woman out. Not hard, but enough to calm her nerves for a few minutes. Rachel's hips twitched and writhed as her tongue circled around and around the quivering folds of her cunt with marvelous, stimulating skill.
The lecherous sight of his wanton wife eating another woman made John's cock throb with renewed longing. He leaned over and kissed Rachel on the lips. "Do you like the way my wife is licking your pussy?" he said. "Does it feel good?"
"Ooooooooo, yes! I love it!" Rachel breathed excitedly. "She has a fabulous tongue."
"Do you want some more?" he asked.
"Oh, yes! Please! It feels wonderful!"
"Bet your little pussy has never been eaten better, has it?"
"Oh, no, this is the best!"
"Well, if you like it so much, you have to ask for it. Stop being so passive and ask Anne to lick your pussy."
"Oh, yes, Anne, eat me! Lick my cunt! Suck me off! Make me cum good! I love to cum!"
"You heard the lady, Anne," John said. "Lick her cunt and make her cum good."
Anne needed no urging. She was back down on Rachel instantly. She eagerly buried her mouth in the blonde's steaming loins, relishing the taste of hot pussy.
John got on his knees on the couch and stuck his cock in her mouth. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust.
"Aren't you glad a tongue has no gender?" he said. "My wife licks clit better than I do." He caressed her lips stretched in a tight oval around his prick. "Your mouth feels wonderful. As good as your pussy."
Anne lifted her head and said, "Don't let her suck you off, darling. She can eat your cum later. We have a long way to go."
"She's just going to suck it while you suck her off," he replied.
Anne's tongue ran feverishly up and down the wet, pink slit between Rachel's thighs. She sucked and swallowed the flow from her pussy noisily. Her tongue laved the sumptuous cleft greedily, as if unable to lick the delectable flesh fast enough. She wiggled the probing tip of her tongue on the bulging stud of Rachel's clit, sending bolts of pleasure through her.
"Suck my cock, baby," John whispered, his eyes burning with lust.
Anne's avid licking and John's passionate plea infused Rachel with carnal excitement. She ran the tip of her tongue over the head of his invading cock and began to suck with gusto and skill. Her talent pleased him. She was obviously not a novice in the art of cocksucking.
"That's the way, baby," he said. "Suck it good." He fucked her mouth gently, careful not to force his rod too far into her gullet.
Anne cut her eyes and looked at her husband fucking Rachel in the mouth with his great big cock. The lascivious sight inspired her to speed up her oral fondling of the blonde's succulent snatch. Getting her pussy licked by a woman and her mouth fucked by the woman's husband fired Rachel's passion. She began to rock her hips and hunch her cunt at Anne's mouth. Wet, sucking sounds filled the room as the three of them writhed and churned, lost in the heat of arousing passion.
Anne had her fingers in her own torrid pussy, working her clit furiously, goading herself to the pinnacle of ecstasy.
Rachel's cheeks hollowed as she sucked the meaty piston in her mouth lecherously. John's tool was so big, so hard and demanding. But the skin was like velvet between her lips and under her tongue. She grabbed his hips and pushed and pulled to make him fuck her mouth faster as she sucked on his swollen column of hot flesh. Anne's furious licking was driving her into a frenzy. She bucked against the brunette's face and wondered if she might go quite mad from the astonishing sensations assailing her mind and body.
Her body began to quake. She sucked wantonly on John's fleshy rod. With a hard thrust into Anne's face, she came like an exploding volcano, gurgling and groaning around her mouthful of prick. She blasted into space as rigorous tremors of orgasmic delight shook her voluptuous body. John yanked his cock out of her mouth a moment before his balls gave up their heavy load. Lost in the swirling eddies of ecstasy, she didn't even notice.