Much blazed through Misty's mind as she led the man into the house. She knew this handsome stranger was going to give her the fucking she'd been craving, and she knew she'd quickly rediscover that illusive spark that had lately been missing in the fucking between, her and Charlie. This was all so much like a fantasy that she trembled in hot anticipation.
But there was more to this horny adventure with Bud Dumas, and Misty had no trouble recognizing what it was. The knowledge that Bud and his girlfriend, Judy Witherspoon, occasionally brought a third party into their fucking made Misty absolutely weak with passion and lust. She found the whole idea of her being that third party extremely sexy and exciting. The small fact that she'd never before fucked around with another woman merely escalated her excitement and did delightfully wild things to her aching pussy.
"Nice place," Bud said, glancing around as she led him into the kitchen.
"Thanks," she said. "Want a beer or something?"
He shook his head and grinned. "I wanna suck your hot pussy."
Misty giggled as she posed seductively for him in front of the refrigerator. Slowly, she began removing her tank top.
"Why, Mr. Dumas, I sure like the way you talk," she purred as she dropped her halter top onto a dinette chair. "Are you always so friendly with your female customers?"
"Only the pretty, hot ones like you," he rasped, stepping up to her and hooking his fingers inside the waistband of her shorts while gazing straight into the naked, full mounds of her tits.
She reached for his crotch and touched the hard bulge of his cock through his slacks. His prick leaped under her touch, and they both moaned softly.
Bud leaned forward, his lips grazing hers and a second later his tongue was plunging into her hot mouth. Misty sucked on his tongue, drawing it down her throat as she mashed her tits into his chest and kept her fingers busy on his surging fuckmeat.
"Take off these shorts!" he hissed, suddenly breaking off the deep kissing and eagerly fondling her tits.
Misty didn't hesitate as she quickly began stripping off her shorts. At the same time, her lips curled into a smirk.
"How did you know I'd go for this?" she asked.
"Honey, you had a big sign all over you saying, suck me, fuck me! I saw it the second I saw you wander down the sidewalk in front of the store. Plain as day."
Misty snickered as she pulled her shorts and panties down, exposing her fleecy golden-haired cunt to him for the first time. As gracefully as possible, she bent down and unlaced her sandals, then stepped out of her shorts and panties.
"Your turn," she said, grabbing his belt buckle and going to work on undressing him.
He started unbuttoning his shirt and kicking off his shoes. Seconds later, they were both nude, their eyes raking over each other, obviously enjoying what they saw. When Bud reached out to embrace her, Misty giggled and twisted away. She darted down the hallway toward the bedroom, and squealed happily as his footsteps sounded behind her.
He grabbed her from behind in the doorway of the bedroom.
"So, you like to play games?" he gasped, embracing her tightly and practically carrying her to the bed. He dumped her onto the mattress and fell on top of her as both of them laughed and squealed and thrashed around against each other.
"Who is playing games?" she asked, squeezing his trim asscheeks and thrilling to the hot stabbing of his prick on her thigh. "You said something about sucking my hot pussy. Remember?"
"You're not likely to let me forget," he said, ducking down and snatching one of her stiff nipples between his teeth.
Misty groaned as instant sensations zipped through her. Her tits ached and throbbed as the pleasure of what he was doing to her nipple scorched her nerves. Her pussy convulsed and her slimy juices saturated her puffy cuntflesh. Her clit twitched and itched and her cuntwalls spasmed in involuntary arousal and anticipation.
She squealed throatily as Bud gradually sucked her tit into his mouth while his hands played over her other tit. His fingers brushed her exposed nipple, whipping the pink bud into a turgid dart. She panted and sighed and dug her fingernails into his assflesh, practically willing him to slam his prick into her hungry fuckhole.
But, good to his word, Bud soon pushed his way down her body, dragging his lips and tongue over her heaving belly until his tongue tangled in the dense, damp forest of her cunt-muff.
"Aaahhhh, shit yessss!" she gasped, clutching at his hair and scalp. "Start sucking, Bud! Make my hot little pussy hum!"
He fucked his tongue gently up and down her creamy slit, teasing the tender tissues and folds of her gash. And Misty had to bellow a lusty groan as the erotic pleasure overwhelmed her.
She heard his own moans of delight as he buried his face against her seething cunt. The joyous sounds of her wet, slippery cuntfolds played in her ears and sizzled her nerves even as Bud's tongue and mouth devoured her pussymeat.
She shuddered and trembled, and immediately realized just what an expert Bud Dumas was at sucking cunt. It was quite a delightful bonus giving the fact that Bud Dumas wasn't at all bad to look at and that, while his cock didn't quite measure up to the video image of the stud on the X-rated tape, he had more than enough fuckmeat to give her raunchy pussy a good workout.
He began licking at the curly fringe of blonde hairs edging Misty's cunt. Her slit quivered and her meaty pussy pulp throbbed as he briefly concentrated on the outer edges of her snatch. And very quickly Misty swooned as the unique sensations bombarded her.
Uncontrollably, she began to buck her ass up and down on the bed, nudging her pussy all over the man's face. Her big tits heaved and her belly flexed as her wet pussy convulsed and begged for more direct attention from Bud's tongue and lips and teeth. He was literally driving her crazy with this teasing torment of fucking his tongue through the fringe of her golden pussyhair.
"Oooohhhh, Bud!" she squealed, twisting his hair in her grasping fingers. "That's it! Ah, God, that's soooo fuckin' good! Tongue my pussy! Suck the hot bitch! Suck meeeeee!"
Thrusting his hands under her thighs, he squeezed and kneaded her round, firm asscheeks as he lifted her cunt to his anxious mouth. Then, deliberately, he kissed her pussy socket, moving his lips lightly over the succulent, sugary pulp while wedging his lips between her cuntlips. And Misty went wild.
She kicked her legs up high in the air and yelped. She humped vigorously, practically impaling on cunt on his tongue. And her passion soared as Bud finally slipped his tongue deeper and deeper into the wet silt of her quivering pussy. Gradually, he moved his mouth up her cunt and let his upper lip massage her clit while sinking his tongue into her smoldering cuntal depths.
"Yes, yes, yesssss!" she wailed, bucking her ass hard and fast, driving her pussy into his face, smearing his cheeks with the thick flow of her pussy juices. "Tongue-fuck me! Aaahhh! Tongue my pussy! Yes, yyyeessss, that's what I love!"
Her pussy shuddered violently. Her whole body rocked from the passion sweeping through her. Her whole body rocked from the passion sweeping through her. Her cries became guttural whimpers as her ecstasy scaled new levels.
The voluptuous blonde was soon contorting and twisting on the bed, wrapping her long, shapely legs around Bud's head and shoulders, squeezing him with the velvety vise of her silky thighs, feeding him her spicy juices and giving his tongue and mouth a full treatment of her vibrating pussy. Excitement and desire raged throughout her body, and through it all she heard his proud snickers and the hoarse murmurs coming from him as he feasted on her cunt.
"Good stuff!" he murmured. "Best, sweetest little pussy I've sucked in months!"
A moment later, she shrieked in unbridled delight as he surprised her by slipping a finger into her puckered asshole. At the same time, he stabbed his tongue to its limit into her flexing fuckhole. She came thunderously, her whole body flopping wildly on the bed as her legs squeezed tightly op his head.
"Suck it up!" she squealed. "Aaahhhhhh, fuck, I'm juicing like a nympho slut!"
He wiggled his finger inside her tight shitter, intensifying her climax. And the hot blonde bellowed her ecstasy as her orgasm seemed to last forever. Never before had she experienced such a prolonged, heady come, and even in the midst of her pleasure, she realized this would be the new measuring stick for all future orgasms. The shudders of orgasmic pleasure raced through her body, constantly releasing fresh floods of fuck-juices into Bud's receptive mouth. She thrilled to the lusty sounds of his fast slurping and gurgling as he gulped down her nectar and continued to tongue-fuck her pussy and finger-fucking her asshole. It was all very incredible, and the horny blonde couldn't get enough of it.
Eventually, her body had to surrender to the overwhelming pleasure that had rocked her. She went limp, momentarily sated as the wondrous afterglow of her echoing orgasm gently faded over her nerves and senses. She wilted on the bed and her legs fell away from his head and shoulders. She closed her eyes and moaned, relishing the last, subtle tremors that spasmed through her loins.
When Misty opened her eyes again, Bud was grinning down at her lewdly. His handsome face was smeared with her cuntal juices, making his appearance that much more enticing and alluring. The hot blonde shuddered again just from the horny sight.
"Well?" he whispered hoarsely. "You coming back to life, or have you decided to sleep away the rest of the day?"
"Well," she said softly, "I can truthfully say you are one sloppy eater, Bud Dumas."
He snickered as he lowered himself over her spread-eagled body and supported himself with his outstretched arms planted on either side of her head.
"But that's the way you like your eaters," he said, panting as he lowered himself on her.
"I can't argue with that," she said, chuckling throatily as his chest grazed her stiff nipples and she felt him ease into the saddle of her between her spread thighs.
"Then you won't argue with the fucking I'm about to give you!" he gasped.
His prick throbbed against her inner thigh and Misty groaned with excitement. His hard, ready slab of fuckmeat felt a foot long! It scorched her sensitive flesh, seemingly burning right through to her bone. And Misty couldn't wait to feel the thrust of his cock inside her aching pussy.
She glanced down, as if to reassure herself that his cock was normal size. She mentally flashed on the lewd scene in the tape she'd seen earlier at the video store and wondered what it would be like having her pussy plugged by such a mammoth hose of cock like the stud in the movie had jutting from his crotch. She swooned, both at the wild, raunchy thought and at the actual sensation of Bud's prick-knob probing her slippery cunt.
Misty's creamy gash sizzled under the stroking touch of Bud's bulbous cock-crown. She trembled and started to hump, offering her oily pussy to his fuckmeat. Her body shuddered and she groaned like a bitch in heat.
"Shit, Bud!" she groaned, flashing a wicked sneer. "What are you trying to do? Make me beg for it?"
"The thought crossed my mind," he said, showing her a crooked grin as his nipples brushed across her big, pink nipples and he continued to play his delightfully cruel game with his cockhead grazing her gash.
"You win, you bastard!" she hissed, only half joking. "Fuck me! Put that monster cock of yours to work! I need it! As if you couldn't tell!"
He uttered a gruff chuckle then pressed his prickhead against her clit. The result was pure lightening. Misty shrieked and went wild. Her arms and legs jerked and twitched and began flying in all directions on the bed. It might as well have pressed an electrical prod on her cit.
"Son of a bitch!" she squealed, humping crazily.
"I'm gonna make sure you enjoy this," he said, his rigid fuckmeat not yielding at all as his spongy knob caressed her super-sensitive clit.
Her scalding nectar washed out over her puffy cuntlips as her still little love-button shuddered. A tremendous pressure knotted the depths of her cunthole and her pussywalls spasmed.
Then, just as she wondered if Bud was planning to tease her to death, be plunged his hard prick straight into her overheated cunt channel. They both cried out as his cock penetrated her churning pussyhole, and their lust-filled bodies slammed together with an intensity that jarred them both. The big bed beneath them actually swayed from the force of their connecting, but Misty didn't notice.
The horny blonde, in the middle of her throaty wail, bucked her ass off the bed several inches and impaled her pussy on Bud's pile-driving fuckmeat.
"Aaaahhhhhh!" she wailed huskily. "Ooohhhhh, yesssss!"
Bud drilled his cock to the hilt into her, then pulled it back out with a jerk of his hips. He wasted no time building up a rapid rhythm to his fuckstrokes, and his cock made wet, squishing sounds that thrilled them both as he fucked his prick in and out of her pussy.
The thickness of his cock made her cuntlips cling to his fat shaft, and no amount of furious fuck-thrusting managed to loosen the grip of her cunt on his pounding prick.
Soon all thoughts other than the pure enjoyment of the marvelous sensations whipping through her cunt and the rest of her evaporated in her mind. Misty lost herself in the ecstasy of the fucking. She moved, humped and banged beneath him, heaving her pussy up to meet every full thrust of his drilling prick. And as her pleasure soared, Bud added to her thrill by suddenly playing with her tits.
Without interrupting the rhythm of his fuckstrokes, he managed to bring a hand up to her heaving tits. He tweaked her itchy, burning nipples and made her squeal. He pinched a nipple hard and her squeal turned into a cry of pure rapture.
"Harder!" she gasped. "Pinch 'em! Pull 'em! Ooohhh, yes, I love that!"
He orgasm seemed to swell inside her churning pussy passage. Her cuntwalls spasmed so violently that her whole body began to tremble and quake. The ecstasy covered her like a thin blanket, and Misty seemed to slip into a welcome cloud of passionate oblivion.
She clawed at his ass and kicked her naked heels into the bed and the backs of his legs. She rolled her head from side to side and bellowed an unending squeal that rang in her ears.
And suddenly she went over the edge. Her climax rocked her depths, jarring her to the core, and the hot blonde screamed a joyous shriek of raw pleasure.
Bud moaned and fucked his prick even harder into her convulsing fuckhole. Her climax seemed to drive him into a feverish zeal of fucking.
"Give it to me, Bud!" she panted. "Shoot your jizz! I want it!"
His balls tightened against her and his big prick heaved. Her pussywalls clamped around his fuckmeat and started to suck his frothy wad right out of his balls.
"Come, Bud!" she cried, humping her pussy hard and fast on his prick. "Shoot all of your come into my pussy!"
Her steamy words triggered his climax. Instantly his cock leaped inside her pussy and the torrent to his thick, white jism spurted hotly up the blonde's pussy, filling her cunt with the milky load in thick jets.
Bud groaned with pleasure and collapsed on top of her, heaving and panting. She closed her long legs around him while wrapping her arms around his back. She hugged him to her as her hot pussy milked his spurting fuckmeat.
"Now that beat the hell outta any old fuck-movie!" Misty rasped. And from the lewd smirk covering his face, Misty knew that Bud agreed.