Tara, wearing a gray net pullover that clung invitingly to the ripe fullness of her large tits and thrusting nipples, stepped through the door and let her dark eyes wander meaningfully down to the front of Wayne's trousers and his cock. The pullover was tucked into the belted waistband of a slightly darker skirt that seemed molded to her flaring hips and statuesque thighs, and she had to fight the desire to laugh as she saw Wayne's eyes drop almost automatically to the slope of her cunt.
"Kathy is out shopping," he said, blushing furiously as he realized she knew exactly where his eyes were focused. "She won't be back for at least a couple of hours."
Tara closed the door and stepped into the living room that was almost identical to her own but with less expensive furniture. Her eyes were lidded as she laughed and reached out to lightly touch his cock.
"Kathy shouldn't leave a stud like you alone that long," she said, her fingers moving more insistently against his prick as she felt it grow hard. "You and I could do a lot of fucking in a couple of hours."
Wayne's face and neck turned deep red above the tight-fitting white tee-shirt he wore, and he took a small step backward, but he made no attempt to remove her hand from his prick. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides.
"Tara, I… I just can't get into that anymore," he stammered, and with one hand he reached up to brush nervously at his somewhat long brown hair, though not a strand of it was out of place. "What we all did last week was just a mistake. Kathy and I agreed we just don't want to be involved in that anymore."
Tara laughed throatily, her big tits bobbing beneath their revealing cover, and she was fumbling with his zipper as she stepped very close to him. There was sheer excitement in being the aggressor.
"If the fucking you gave me was done by mistake," she purred, her fingers now finding the hot shaft of his big cock, tugging it free, "I'd sure like to see how you fuck when you're fucking on purpose. All week I've remembered how it felt having your big prick stuffing my pussy."
Wayne took a deep, shuddering breath.
"I've thought a lot about how good it was fucking you, too. I've even been fucking Kathy, some of the time, and pretending to myself that I was fucking you again," he admitted then, his hands going to her well-curved ass to reveal which way he had decided. "But if Kathy ever finds out about that, I'm really going to catch hell."
Tara smiled inwardly, her cunt warmly glowing with the approach of success, and she laughed softly as she kissed him on the lips. Her hand slid inside his open fly and formed a cup under his nuts.
"What you're going to catch from me will be heaven, not hell," she promised him, letting her ass roll sexily in his hands while her own fingers caressed his heavy, hairy balls. "I'm going to do things to that big cock you've never imagined. I'm going to show you what you're missing by keeping that prick from me."
"I'm not keeping my prick from you now. Not now, baby!" he said then, suddenly supremely confident, and his hands, leaving her ass, slipped under her net pullover and covered her bit tits. He kissed her, with his tongue sliding between her lips, and then he said, "I'm going to let you have it right between these beautiful boobs. Just lay my prick there and fuck you between the tits and come right in your face."
He tugged the net pullover abruptly upward, baring the exquisite peaks of her large tits, and bending his knees slightly as he lowered his head, began sucking greedily at first one nipple and then the other. Tara put one hand on the back of his head and held him until her knees were trembling, and then she pulled away.
"Take me in the bedroom and fuck me, then!" she said in a voice that surprised her because of its pleading tone. "Fuck me all the ways you've been dreaming about!"
In the small, sparsely furnished bedroom she smiled triumphantly at herself in the mirror above the dresser and watched with growing excitement as Wayne quickly shed his clothes, baring the young body that she remembered as so beautifully muscled. She bent and touched her lips to the head of his cock before removing her own.
The pullover tousled her long hair as she drew it over her head to reveal her large firm tits, and because she knew her knee-high suede boots added to the sexiness of her lithe body, she shed her skirt without removing those. Her smoky grey nylons were the kind that needed no garter belt, and her tiny panties were as thin and as revealing as a wisp of grey smoke, enhancing rather than concealing the hairy beauty of her cunt. Wayne put one hand between her thighs and on her cunt as he kissed her harshly and pressed her down onto the bed.
"Your pussy is just as warm and as wet as I remember it. I can feel the heat pumping and the juices flowing, even through your panties," he said thickly, his hand moving eagerly over her pussy, his large cock hot and hard against her naked leg. "It's so wet, it feels like you're already coming."
"I am coming! I'm a girl who comes very easily." Her voice almost cracked. "And I want you cowing, too! I want you coming exactly the way you just described it – between my tits and in my face and mouth!"
Wayne needed no more encouragement than that. His eyes were shining with purest excitement as he kissed her once again deeply on the mouth, and his hands were sweating slightly as they cupped and held her big tits while he once again paused to suck greedily at her rigid, throbbing nipples. His cock felt harder than ever as he slipped from between her long legs and moved up to straddle her naked upper body. She luxuriated in the feeling of his hairy balls dragging warmly over her smooth, flat belly.
"You wanted this cock and now you've got it, so lick it and suck it!" he said, looking down at her as he knelt with one knee on each side of her, his long thick cock settling into the soft valley between her bit tits. He thrust a pillow under her head and, swinging his hips forward so that the head of his cock inched closer to her lips, ordered, "Let me see and feel your lips and tongue working on my prick."
Tara had put one hand over her cunt, rubbing at it through her thin panties to continue the excitement caused by the hand he had removed. Now she took that hand from her pussy. She eased both hands up between his thighs and her naked breasts. She put her hands on the swelling outer curves of her tits and pressed inward, closing her tits softly around his cock. She slowly began moving her tits back and forth.
"You'll feel my tongue and lips sucking you off soon enough," she said, laughing softly as she felt him shudder. "But don't you also like fucking my titties? Aren't they warmer and softer than any pussy you've ever had around that big cock?"
"They feel better than anything I've ever had around my cock!" Wayne answered, his voice strained, his hips shifting to slide his enormous prick through the deep cleft between her deliciously soft tits. The wine-colored head of his cock made brief contact with her lush, parted lips, and she felt his hand grasping the back of her head, raising it from the pillow. "But I told you I wanted to feel you licking and sucking my cock, so lick and suck it, damn you!"
Even as he so harshly barked his order, her head was straining upward from the pillow, her lips parted and her pink tongue darting out to lick at his cock. As she caught the first welcome taste of his prick on the tip of her tongue, lapping it as if to capture the very essence of its flavor, her ass was bouncing heatedly on the bed, her cunt rising and falling. "You hold my tits around it and fuck me in the mouth while I use my hands for other business," she suggested, her lips so close that they moved against the knobbish head of his prick as she made her heated plea. "Drive your prick in my mouth and fuck me there – fuck me just like you would fuck me in the pussy, while I use my hand to bring myself off!"
"Damned right I'll fuck you in the mouth! I'll drive my cock down your throat 'til you see it coming out your asshole!"
"Keep that promise, lover, and I might just let you stick it in my asshole!" Tara laughed, and again she spoke with her lips moving softly against the head of his prick. "As a matter of fact, ass-fucking is something I've always wanted to try, so why shouldn't I start with the biggest and the best?"
"If it's the biggest and the best, stop running your mouth and suck the damned thing!" he yelled harshly, and the head of his cock plunged forward, seeking entry to her mouth. With his inner thighs clamped tight against her tits and with one hand reaching down to give assistance, he was keeping her breasts softly closed round his cock, and with his other hand he was drawing her face closer and closer to its knobbed head, as he insisted, "Put your mouth on it and suck me off!"
Tara had slipped one hand inside her wispy panties now, the fingers parting and caressing the hot, lubricated lips of her cunt, and her pleasure was becoming almost unbearable as she opened her mouth and let it close over the hard yet spongy head of his prick. With that large knob inside her mouth, she moved her tongue in slow, deliberate circles, teasingly licking it, and the fingers in her cunt moved faster as his hairy balls rasped back and forth over her sensitive skin. As she had asked, he was fucking her in the mouth.
Supporting himself with his hands placed above her head on the bed now, he was leaning far forward, his huge cock plunging almost straight down into her eagerly parted lips. She could feel the head of it – on each mighty inward thrust – touching the very back of her mouth and almost entering her throat, and his hairy balls brushed regularly against her chin. The hair above the thick base of his prick tickled her nose. She could hear the wet sounds his prick made as it slipped in and out of her ovaled, clinging lips.
She liked the hard clean maleness of the prick moving like a piston in and out of her mouth, relished the taste of the droplets of come she managed to draw from its tip with the greedy pull of her lips, and liked even more the rolling waves of pleasure she felt as her fingers moved caressingly over her pussy. She lifted her head to meet his thrusting prick as she began to come.
"Keep your mouth on it when I come! I want to feel your mouth around my prick, sucking the come from it, when I bust my nuts!" he told her, his voice harsh and animalistic, as she slowly eased her head back and, sucking in a way which made deep hollows appear in her cheeks, let her lips retreat down the length of his cock. She had only the head of it between her lips when he cried, "Don't you miss swallowing a drop of it, damn you!"
She took her hand from her cunt then, reaching up with both hands to grasp his muscular, sparsely haired buttocks and lever his hard cock into her mouth while she sucked at it avidly, and with the tip of one finger she found the rubbery circle of his asshole. Her finger was probing its way through that circle when he gave a low, tortured, yet exultant cry and began to come.
The first gush of come she swallowed easily. It spewed from the head of his prick, filled her mouth with hot stickiness, and was taken down her throat with ease. The next eruption came as she was gulping the last of this down, and it came so unexpectedly that she gagged a bit, releasing his prick and turning her face just in time to have it warmly spattered by yet another thick jetting of silvery come that painted her face and shone like morning dewdrops in her auburn hair.
"You honest-to-God like the taste of cock and come, don't you?" Wayne said, his voice slightly awed as he eased his prick away and looked down to see her licking the excess come from her lips as eagerly as a kitten might lap cream from a bowl. "I think you must be the first woman I've ever seen who actually gets her goodies from eating it and playing in it."
"You're damned right I like the taste of it, baby," Tara told him, writhing excitedly as she felt his large cock, still oozing thick come, slide downward between her large tits. She gave him the most lewd look she was capable of giving as she put one finger to her full lower lip, coating it with the come which clung there, and then made a great show of sucking that come from her finger. "I like the taste of it, and I like to feel it squirting from a cock that I'm holding deep inside my pussy. So get that big cock down here and let me feel it that way. And let me feel you sucking on my tits. You do like sucking my tits, don't you?"
"Fucking right I love the taste of your tits! But, baby, you sure don't give a guy much chance to rest up!" Wayne said, smiling down at her as she lifted her long legs and threw them high around his hard, masculine body. He ran his tongue over the creaminess of her big tits with an enthusiasm that caused Tara to grasp his prick and hold the head of it against the center of the smoky grey nylon covering her pussy.
Mowed and desperately in need of the big cock she could feel high between her thighs and touching her thinly covered cunt, Tara was still able to direct a corner of her mind toward certain important aspects of her actions.
There was no clock on the wall in this bedroom, so she was forced to estimate how much time had passed since first she entered the house and touched her fingers to Wayne's prick. She had asked for – and Kathy had agreed to give her – at least half an hour, and though she had lost all sense of time since entering the bedroom and letting Wayne lay his cock between her tits, she felt reasonably certain that much time had passed. She needed only to keep him busy a few minutes longer.
"Mmmmm, baby, I feel that cock getting hard again," she cooed to him, putting the fingers of one hand around his rigid prick and using her other hand to pull the crotch of her panties aside, baring her bushy cunt. "Stick that big motherfucker in me and ram it all the way up to my throat!"
"Damned right I'll stick it in you!" Wayne cried, pushing her hand aside, grasping the flimsy panties, and with a powerful yank tearing the crotch away.
"But not with your panties on. I like plenty of room when I fuck!"
His large cock was sliding into her cunt even as he spoke, its broad round head spreading the lips wide to make room for the long shaft which followed, and Tara sighed with contentment as, gripping the cheeks of her ass with both hands, he began to fuck so forcefully that the bed rocked beneath them.
He was fucking her like that, with each stroke of his prick a little longer and a little harder, when Tara looked over his shoulder and saw Kathy standing in the doorway, an odd little smile on her lips as she watched Tara and her husband fuck. Then she crossed her arms in front of her body, gasped the bottom of her fluffy blue sweater, and quickly tugged it over her head. She was naked beneath it.
She kicked away her loafers and tugged down the zipper at the side of her skirt in a single motion, and her plump titties dangled beneath her as she bent to ease the skirt down over her lush thighs and hips, revealing her bare pussy. Her smile broadened and she was almost on the bed at their feet before Wayne realized she was there.
"Oh, my God. Kathy, I…" Wayne, with a strange look of fright on his face, and obviously confused by his wife's nakedness, pulled his cock from Tara's cunt and turned between her long legs.
"You set a double standard, just like Tara and Jerry told me," Kathy said, still wearing that strange little smile. She put one hand on his broad chest and with the other hand reached down to feel of his thick cock. "But you can't set it anymore. We're going to have the kind of relationship they have, the kind of relationship I want."
Wayne looked ready to cry as he spat at Tara, "You bitch!" and said to Kathy, "You don't know what she did when she got here. I know how this looks, but I do love you."
"Who you love has nothing to do with who you fuck," Kathy said, repeating words she had heard from Tara. "And me – I just love to fuck!"
Even as she said these words Kathy was kneeling with her plump little tits against Wayne's chest and had her hand under his balls, lightly caressing them, as she urged him to take the position she wanted. Tara moved aside to make room for them.
"Just think of being able to act out all your fantasies," Kathy, with her lips nibbling down over his chest and the thin line of hair running upward from his cock and across his belly, said, again repeating words she had heard from Tara. "Think of having two women fuck and suck you at once. Think of having Tara and me fuck and suck you."
Tara looked at Wayne and saw that even though his expression remained one of confusion and anger, he seemed unable or unwilling to resist what was being offered. She realized that Kathy must be offering what for Wayne, Jerry, and probably all other men, was the fulfillment of a fondest dream. That was made evident by the rigidity of his cock as he allowed Kathy to force him down onto his back.
"I can taste Tara's pussy on your prick," Kathy whispered as, holding his rigid rod lightly in the fingers of one hand and kneeling low beside him, she ran her tongue up one side of his cock. She smiled over at Tara. "Join me for a taste of it. Wayne doesn't mind now. He's ready to give us both some peter."
Wayne was silent as a stone as Tara glanced up at his face, then knelt to face Kathy over his naked hips, cock and balls. He shifted his hips as she bent to smile around his prick at Kathy, and he uttered a low cry as she touched her tongue to the huge cock the other girl held waiting.
Together they licked at the sides, bottom, and dark head of his prick, their tongues dancing; and, several times, when their lips rose in unison to the uppermost part of his cock, they kissed one another on the mouth, tongues still flickering. Wayne's ass was moving in uncontrollable passion when Kathy threw one leg over his head, her cunt just above his face.
"Eat my pussy, honey," she ordered, even as Wayne was lifting his face to do just that. She sighed as his tongue touched her cunt, and said to Tara, "You go ahead and help yourself to his cock."
Tara moved quickly astride his hips, kneeling and using one hand to hold his hard, wet prick upright as she lowered her throbbing pussy down over its bulbous head; and she put both hands on the delightful softness of Kathy's tits as Wayne bucked upward and buried his prick inside her. His hands found her ass and he began to fuck her with the force of a piledriver.
"There's no kind of fucking we can't do now! No kind of fucking!" Kathy was saying under her breath, her expression one of pure happiness, as she writhed above the tongue spearing her cunt. Her hands found Tara's tits and, leaning forward, she began sucking at one of the rigid peaks.
Tara had decided the same thing quite some time before. She had also decided she wanted Kathy to join her in that decision. And as she felt the soft lips so eagerly sucking her tit, the hard cock so forcefully ramming her cuiit, she knew all her dreams were going to become reality.
Coming time and time again as she thought of it – and as she so joyfully felt that large cock sliding in and out, in and out, of her tightly clinging cunt – she raised Kathy up to kiss her softly but passionately on her parted lips.
"You're right – there's no kind of fucking we can't do!" she told her, almost unable to speak as she felt Wayne's fiery come filling her cunt. "We can fuck and fuck and fuck!"
Kathy threw her head back. Her lips drew back to reveal her perfect white teeth as, her body straining, she too began to come.
"Damned right!" she managed somehow to say through clenched teeth. "I'm going to be the wildest fucking wife you've ever seen! The wildest wife!"