Polly pressed the "freeze frame" button on the remote control pod and tried to concentrate on the sex scene she had stopped. She sighed luxuriously as her husband licked her clit.
Her sparkling pale-green eyes did not drift from the TV screen to Jim Wilson's bobbing head between her lush white thighs. The young girl on the screen was in the act of deepthroating an enormous prick.
Polly was endlessly fascinated with huge pricks. She had always secretly regretted marrying Jim. His cock was only average sized. She smiled to herself. She had been young and dumb in college. She had been a completely different woman then.
At least, she thought, Jim was an excellent eater of pussy. And he was doing a superb job of sucking her big clit right now.
She made an appreciative throaty sound as he flipped her clit swiftly with short stabs of his tongue-tip. A sweet, hot pleasure coiled in her loins. She turned the TV cassette player off and reached for Jim's balding head. She growled with lust and pulled his face tighter to her gaping cunt. Her arms pressed the sides of her full, rounded wits and made the blue-white flesh poke outward to spectacular prominence. Her flushed reddish-brown nipples jutted arrogantly.
Jim sucked her grape-sized clit into his mouth. He simultaneously tongue-lashed her clit and gently scraped its sensitive tissues with his upper teeth. His nose was pressed into a thick nest of fiery red stiff curls.
"Ahhhhhhh…" She jerked, her cunt rhythmically against his slurping mouth and tongue. "Yes! Like, that! Just like that! Ummmmm!"
Polly's face seemed to contort in agony. Her lush mouth spread into a grimace. She gasped and threw her head back. The climax was quick and intense. Her small, opulent body quivered briefly.
Jim continued to tease and torture her extended clit.
Polly shivered into a second orgasm. "That's so nice. You're going to set a record with me if you keep this up."
He tried to speak with his lips full. "Mmmmmmm. Mmmmm!"
She laughed and ruffled his thin, brown hair. "Come up when you want me to deep-throat you, lover."
She owed him that, at lest. And then she could probably persuade him to slip on the harness and wear her favorite big hollow prick over his small, wilted cock. Before the night was over she wanted to be fucked, and lacking a man with a real prick as big as she liked, she would settle for what the special adult catalog called prosthetic penis aides.
Or maybe he would bring out the vibrating dildo and fuck her that way.
Polly's soft white belly rippled and quaked as she moaned into a third come. "Uhh! Uhh! Ahhhh! Oh, you wonderful man!" She locked her fingers behind his head and ground her open-lipped wet cunt even tighter against his face.
Jim couldn't breathe at all. He peeled his hands away and pulled his head from the soft, humid vise of her perfumed crotch. His face was smeared with her pussy juices. He smoothed his hair back.
"It's counterproductive if I smother to death."
"I'd never do that. Come here to me, lover. Ummmm." Polly urged him to move up beside her. She kissed him lavishly and tasted her own cum on his lips.
Then she turned her attention to her husband's six-inch cock. She toyed with his prick and pumped up large dewdrops of clear pre-cum. She licked them off the cockhead as if they were honey. She ran a hand over his hard belly.
Jim Wilson was a jogger and a swimmer. At thirty-seven he was in great condition. She loved his kindness, generosity, and willingness to please. If only he had at least eight inches of prick and a lust to use it! To fuck! But Jim was soft-spoken, average, rather dull, in spite of everything she did to spice up their lives with porno films and cassettes and sex devices and mate-swapping. And he was basically an oral lover. He would rather suck and be sucked.
Polly said: "Doe has found a boyfriend already. Big handsome boy. I think I'll scout around among the wives and see if I can find a swinger or two. We need a special couple for close friends."
"Umm." Jim was not too enthusiastic. "Keep in mind I'm here for only three months at the outside. Once I get this branch office straightened out, we'll be moving on." He caressed Polly's outsized tits. She was only five-three, but possessed the tits of an amazon. She was a stunning, sexually voracious woman. Quite a change from the little fat college kid he had married. Polly had blossomed over the years.
She nodded in understanding. She looked around at the luxurious, mahogany-paneled bedroom. "I'll hate to leave this one. Mobile homes are getting to be nicer than a regular house."
"Mmmmm." Jim molded her large, beautiful tits. He wanted to suck on her lovely, stick-out nipples. But first, he said: "You mentioned something about deep-throat?"
Polly chuckled. "Funny how men never forget that sort of promise!" She kissed him voluptuously on the mouth. Her lips were entrancingly soft and warm and sweet. Her cunning tongue danced with his.
She slid her hot mouth aside and nibbled his ear. She whispered: "Got lots of sweet cum waiting for me?"
"A three-day accumulation."
"Umm. Now that should be worth sucking for!" She had an idea. She reached to the bedside table and pulled open the drawer. There were tissue-wrapped plastic pricks inside. She knew them all by size and shape. She took a nine-inch dildo from the drawer. She handed it to Jim. "Do me while I'm deepthroating you, lover."
"Okay."
He unwrapped the big, fat implement. It wasn't cock shaped; it looked like a stack of small doughnuts, with a bullet-shaped cap on top. The base flared into a round hilt which was adorned with dozens of nodules. Behind the hilt was a handle.
Polly loved that particular dildo. She shivered in anticipation. Her cunt spasmed deep inside, and a familiar beat was born in her guts. Her body remembered the rapture of having that big, thick thing jammed in her pussy to the hilt – hard and fast!
Her green eyes half-lidded. She pouted her full red lips and kissed Jim again, and her hand fingered and thumbed his vibrant cock. Her soft, wet lips were hot and greedy. Her tongue played lewd tricks in his mouth.
Jim rubbed the dildo on her big tits. Her breath came fast. She shivered and drew her lips from his. She watched the flesh-like plastic dildo rub over her puffed nipples.
A strange urge made her say: "Hit them!"
Jim understood. He slapped the heavy dildo against her spongy tits, whapping her starkly swollen red nipples.
The pain-pleasure shocks made Polly gasp. Hot electric tingles permeated her quivering tits. Angry pink marks appeared.
"More!" She arched her back, throwing her melon tits upward for greater thrilling punishment.
Jim didn't hesitate. He knew she had an element of masochism that surfaced now and again. A certain amount of pain turned her on. Sometimes the results were amazing.
Polly flinched as her flesh quivered and jiggled from the series of blows. He smacked her tits hard! Her nipples were the target.
Flares of fiery tingles sent gasps from her quivering lips.
She fell onto tier back and writhed unashamedly. She forgot his cock. Her hands went for her crotch and ravaged her cunt. She crammed two, three… four fingers into her steamy fuckhole.
Her tits were pushed into greater prominence by her arms and presented better targets. She cried out loudly as the blows struck.
Her tits were burning with pain. They quaked and danced on her chest as the dildo smacked down on them. Her engorged nipples were like ingots of red-hot pain. It was terribly exciting.
Polly flung her thighs wide open. She was breathless and dizzy with fuck-lust. She pushed her right hand into her cunt, bunching her fingers tighter, folding her thumb into her cupped palm.
She was a small woman, with small, delicate hands. But she had never done this before! She felt with her fingertips the soft, slippery circular ridges deep in her cunt.
Jim judged she'd had enough. He stopped beating her big, reddened tits and fell on them with his voracious mouth. He sucked a distended, bruised nipple deep into his mouth and nipped the tender, blood-engorged tissues.
Polly whimpered with the sweet agony. She began hand-fucking herself. Her cunt mouth was strained and hurting from the stretching, but she was juicing like a squeezed orange. Her hand was coated with cunt oil.
She grunted as she thrust her hand deep. Her fingertips touched the supersensitive little opening to her womb. She quivered and jerked her hand back – then in! She was fucking her small hand all the way into her cunt. It was going in to the wrist!
She writhed as Jim sucked on her other fiery nipple. She panted loudly, whimpering, grunting, as she fucked her right hand in and out of her gaping cunt. Her guts were rolling in weird heated motion. Her loins burned and seethed with strange, intense ecstasy.
She pushed her hand in all the way and held it there. She touched secret places and explored with a careful finger into the depths of her pussy. She shuddered. Her soft white belly jerked.
Polly eased her dripping hand from her cunt. She gasped. "I'm going to do that again sometime. Lord!"
Jim asked: "Ready to suck?"
"I'm going to suck you so dry your ball's will take a week to fill up again!"
She pushed him onto his back and swung a leg over his chest. Her big, melon tits nudged his stomach and the hard nipples tracked on his skin in tickling paths. She waggled her fully rounded ass in his face. Her pussy dripped from puffed pink cuntlips.
Jim asked: "Want me to eat, too?"
"No, not this time, lover. Just use the dildo."
She peeked at him under her body, peering between her big white and pink hanging tits. Their eyes met. She winked and pursed her lips in a kiss.
Polly loved Jim. She just wished he was as well hung as the college boy she had loved who had had a ten incher and could fuck like a bull! His name had been Ken. Ken something. For a while she'd been the only girl on campus who could – or wanted to try to – take his enormous prick. But he'd dropped her because she was a mess: fat, neurotic, clumsy, forever having self-destructive "accidents".
She had accepted the first proposal offered – Jim Wilson. Funny how things worked out. She focused on his cock as it jerked before her face. Deep-throating six inches of prick was easy for her. She had practiced for hours and hours with a dildo, many years ago, to conquer the fear and the gag reflex.
Now she rarely sucked Jim off – or any of her male partners in mate-swapping sessions – without using that technique. She liked to keep in practice.
Polly licked her lips and leaned forward a bit. She engulfed the head of his throbbing cock. She sucked on his prick as if it were an all-day sucker. She drew oozing drops of precum from his balls. She killed his cockhead on her slithering tongue, then lavishly closed her mouth on it and sucked ardently.
This was the build-up. Taking his cock into her throat was for later, for the finish. It drove most men crazy and they spurted their guts out.
She moaned as she sucked, giving him an added thrill as the sound permeated his cock.
Then she moaned with special appreciation as she felt Jim ease the head of the nine-inch dildo between her cuntlips. She waggled her ass and pressed back, urging him to fuck the thing far into her cunt.
She groaned as she felt it slide deep. She took his rigid prick fully into her mouth, till the cockhead rode the wriggling trail of her tongue into her trained throat.
Jim had both hands on the handle of the long dildo. He felt Polly's throat muscles clasping his cockhead and his excitement escalated. He forced the fat, rigid dildo almost all the way into her drooling cunt. He had a perfect view of the action. Her excited ass was looming before his face. Her creamy white thighs were spread wide to straddle his chest. She held his cock in her throat for long seconds. Her trick was to permit those upper throat muscles to go into controlled gagging spasms.
She had her lips pressed tightly around the base of his jerking cock. Her nose was in his crotch, being tickled by the fine curly hairs on his balls. Her eyes were closed. Finally, she raised her head enough to take deep, nostril flaring breaths. She tongued his cockhead. Then she groaned, the sound quavering with her emotion and lust as Jim drew back the dildo and pressed it home – all the way into her simmering, clenching cunt. Nine fat inches! It felt so good!
Now he pulled the dildo almost all out and fucked it in again with a half twist, pressing it in to the noduled hilt. He knew those little rubber bumps on the hilt were sending lightning shivers of pleasure through her pussy as they rubbed into the pink flesh of her cunt lips and grazed over the blood-filled, sensitive pink grape that was her big clit.
Polly quivered with delight. She moaned continually around her deep mouthful of his cock. She loved this! Jim was really drilling her! The dildo was smacking against her inner limit, sparking her pussy guts. And the pebbly hilt was a marvelous counterpoint of pleasure as it impacted her juicy cunt lips and steamy clit.
She felt the sweet, boiling ecstasy radiating stronger and stronger in her belly and loins. It was so wonderful to have something long and thick and hard fucking so thrillingly deep in her cunt. It was so wonderful to have a mouthful of hot, thrumming, rigid prick fucked in her mouth and partway into her gullet.
She could feel Jim's deep, harsh breathing against her dangling tits as he labored, slamming the dildo into her gaping wet cunt, harder, harder! Faster! The sloppy wet smacking sounds were exciting, too, as her cunt clamped tighter on the long plastic implement.
She shuddered continually now, as her climax exploded – a hot, shivery pleasure bomb that drove her to a frantic corkscrewing sucking movement on the length of his cock.
She sucked Jim ferociously. Her tongue was a hot, slithering demon. Her throat convulsed on his cockhead.
Jim panted with intense lust as he fucked the fat nine inches of dildo into his wife's wild, greedy cunt. He twisted and turned the handle, grinding the hilt, savagely against her splayed, juicy cunt and clit. He could feel the resistance to the pounding fuck-thrusts increase as her cunt walls contracted on the thick, rigid shaft. She was writhing against him. She was into a powerful climax!
Polly struggled to sink his cock even deeper into her throat. She used a hand to stuff his balls into her mouth, too. She paused, throat muscles spasming, and luxuriated in the racking ecstasy of the rapturous shocks from her swift impalements by the dildo.
She could feel his inner thighs trembling against her nose and forehead. Her chin dug into the flesh under his thatch of curly brown crotch hair.
She backed off and sucked in a ragged breath, then plunged his cock into her mouth and throat to the root.
She heard Jim whine a certain way – a keening cry that meant he was experiencing that uncontrollable climb of sensation into overpowering climax.
His prick erupted – throbbed and jerked violently – and a gush of thick cum spurted down her throat. For one vivid second she savored the sensation of cum trickling down her throat to her stomach. Then she began a greedy, unrestrained swooping of her head, a sensual slithering and wriggling of her tongue, a tight clamping of velvety palate and inner cheeks on his cum-jetting cock.
She moaned loudly to express her joy and pleasure as he continued to fuck her brutally with the dildo. Within seconds her mouth and tongue were awash with sweet-tasting cum.
She swallowed gluttonously and continued her wild cocksucking. His prick spurted jism again and again. Cum drooled from the flexing corners of her lush mouth.
Jim eased off on the power and pace of his fuck-thrusts with the dildo. He knew her pattern and what she liked.
Polly let herself settle more heavily onto Jim's belly and chest. Her big tits flattened softly. She reduced her sucking on his cock to slow, affectionate lickings and gentle, cleaning swoops of her mouth.
Jim eased the long, thick, dripping dildo from her cunt. He kissed the plump white cheeks of her ass. "That was one of the better comes," he said.
Polly sighed and rested her head on his hip. "Oh, yes, it was!"