Janet sat at the small dressing table in her bedroom, wondering if tonight Charlie would finally come to his senses and become the kind of loving, caring, lusty husband that she used to know. It had been too long since she had enjoyed the kind of carnal ecstasy that only he could give her.
She sighed wearily. It wasn't as if her body had been deprived. Certainly she had enjoyed powerful orgasms from her sons Jonas and Mitchell.
Those two studs had worked her body over good, fucking her hot cunt with their… tongues and cocks, giving her the unbridled pleasures that her body craved with such, wanton abandon.
But fucking her sons even thought it was exhilarating, just wasn't the same as fucking her husband. Janet wanted to be reassured, once Again and by Charlie, that she was a beautiful, sensual woman. She wanted to feel his hard cock driving relentlessly into her seething cunt until she gushed out her cunt-juice. She warned her own husband's cock rubbing against her clit and spreading her cunt-lips far apart. Janet wanted, once again, to feel his experienced touch as he manipulated her body into one fantastic orgasm after another
In short, Janet wanted the kind of sex life with Charlie, her husband that she used to have.
And she was determined, to get it.
She pulled a brush through her blonde hair, parting it the way she liked it the best, combing it into the fashion that she knew Charlie liked.
"Oh, Charlie, what am I going to do with you?" Janet mumbled to herself, looking at her reflection, in the mirror.
Drastic problems called to, drastic measures. At least, that's the way Janet had it figured. She rose quickly from the small bench in front of her dressing table and strode purposely to the closet where her clothes were. Perhaps a little something special would spark the fire of Charlie's lust-some bedtime apparel that she had worn in the past that drove her husband wild with lust.
With a critical eye, Janet selected a sheer, see through gown and a pair of matching panties. After putting the garments on, Janet again took a long look at herself in the full-length mirror. She wanted to look absolutely perfect for Charlie. Janet wanted to look so astonishingly fuckable that Charlie would go stark raving mad with lust for her.
Janet tied the three slender cloth bows to hold the see-through robe together. The bows were across her big, full, round tits. Through the nightgown, her pink areolas and aroused, lust hardened nipples could be seen. The pink panties hugged Janet's hips tightly, squeezing her body so near that the woman's triangular thatch of cunt-hair was visible.
Moving over to the bed, Janet stretched out on top of it, reclining in such a fashion as to
be ready for Charlie when he returned to the bedroom. She twisted slightly, lying on her side, her legs parted a little. She wanted to give a breathtaking view of her succulent, curvaceous body the moment Charlie stepped into the bedroom.
As the frustrated woman thought about her husband, the memory of sexual encounters she'd enjoyed with Charlie long ago came back to her. She recalled how he had forced her thighs apart and plundered her hot, tight, juicy cunt with his cock, fucking her hard and fast while they stood in the kitchen of their own home.
The memory that came back to Janet caused her cunt to tingle delightfully, to get hot and itchy and moist and ready for Charlie's thick, hard-charging cock.
Charlie looked at his own face in the bathroom mirror. He wasn't a bad-looking man, he decided. Not bad-looking at all. And he knew his wife was still a woman who could give him-or any man, for that matter-a throbbing hard-on.
He was happy that he'd made the deal with
his own daughter. Lesa Ann had convinced him that be should make love to Janet. Charlie had been having his differences with Janet, and now, tonight, he was going to try to put all the differences behind them. He wanted to enjoy a full night of fucking and cunt-licking and cocksucking. He wanted to have the kind of evening with Janet that he hadn't had in a long, long time.
Stepping out of the bathroom, Charlie pulled his terry-cloth bathrobe a little tighter around his body and retied the sash. His body was freshly showered, his teeth brushed, his cheeks smelling of his best after-shave. He was ready for Janet, and he hoped like hell she was in the mood for fucking.
He padded barefoot toward his bathroom, wondering if Janet were asleep already, hoping he wouldn't have to wake her up to be with her.
"Now I'll be super-nice to both of you if you just help me make sure nothing disturbs Mom and Daddy tonight," Lesa Ann whispered, her face anxious as she looked into Jonas's eyes, then Mitchell's. "Please help me. I don't want
anything at all to disturb them."
Lesa Ann reached out and gently cupped both of her brothers' cocks. She gave their balls a soft, friendly squeeze that hinted of better things if they cooperated with her.
"Well, I guess if it's for a goad cause," Jonas said, a wanton, lusty smile spreading across his face. He reached out and gave Lesa Ann's right nipple a little pinch through the light cotton shirt she wore. "What about you? You think that's a good idea?"
Mitchell nodded his head, his prick getting hard as Lesa Ann fondled his balls through his slacks. He could hardly wait to drive his cock between the teenage blonde's pink cunt-lips and feel her writhing in ecstasy beneath him as he fucked her.
"Thank you," Lesa Ann murmured, her eyes shining with affection. "I thank, from the bottom of my heart, both of you. And trust me, you won't regret your decision."
Lesa Ann gave Jonas and Mitchell each a quick, warm kiss on the mouth, then left them alone in the tiny bedroom they shared. She knew her father was in the bathroom getting ready to go to bed, and she wanted to have a couple words with him before he saw Janet. Lesa Ann
was a little worried that Charlie's anger toward Janet hadn't subsided enough for him to really want to fuck her. Less Ann intended on making sure that fucking was on Charlie's mind when he stepped through the bathroom door.
Lesa Ann almost missed Charlie. His hand was nearly on the doorknob of his bedroom when she touched him on the shoulder.
Charlie turned around. He looked down into Less Ann's lovely face and gave her a warm, loving smile.
"What are you doing here?" he asked. Lesa Ann was a little surprised and disheartened. She hadn't realized it before, but there was a part of her that wanted Charlie to be just a little bit hesitant about fucking Janet.
Feeling something akin to jealousy creeping into her consciousness, Less Ann smiled back at Charlie.
"Hi, Daddy. I just wanted to talk to you a moment before you saw Mom." Lesa Ann let her eyes hold a quality of smoldering sensuality as she looked at her father. "I wanted to make sure that you were going to hold up your end of our…deal."
"Of course I am," Charlie answered. "But holding up the deal has nothing to do with it.
Thanks to you, I'm looking forward once again to going to bed with my own wife. Janet's a very lovely, exciting woman, and it's been downright stupid of me to forget that."
Lesa Ann allowed her eyes to trail from Charlie's face to his crotch. She doubted he had anything on beneath his bathrobe.
An idea came to Lesa Ann and it was so devilishly erotic she shivered a little.
"Daddy, before you walk through that door, you should have something on." Lesa Ann slipped her hand inside the folds of the terrycloth bathrobe. Her fingers curled tenderly around the shank of Charlie's cock. "A hard-on, of course."
"What?" Charlie asked, the surprise he felt showing in his tone…
Without untying his robe, Lesa Ann bent over at the waist and opened her mouth wide to accept his cock-head between her lips. She swirled her tongue around the thick, throbbing cockhead, feeling the prick instantly twitching and coming to life.
"Mmmmmmm!" Lesa Ann purred, drawing a light, erotic suction on the cock-head.
Charlie couldn't believe what his daughter was doing. She had, after all, practically forced
him into a position where he had no choice but to cram his cock into his wife's hot cunt. And then, just when he was about to fuck Janet, Lesa Ann started giving him a blow-job.
He pushed the fingers of both hands into Lesa Ann's wavy blonde hair. Charlie started pumping his hips,
driving his cock back and forth between her lips, filling her luscious, wet mouth with his prick.
"Mmmmmm!" Lesa Ann crooned again, her body twitching as Charlie pumped his hips to shove the head of his prick to the back of her mouth.
The shaft of the cock rolled to and fro between Lesa Ann's tightly clamped lips. She licked at her father's pisshole each time she had the chance. The cock pulsed hotly, stretching and growing in size with each passing second. Keeping her hand wrapped tightly around the root of Charlie's shaft, Lesa Ann bobbed up and down, sucking the cock into her mouth until her lips touched the edge of her fist then pulling up so that she could flick the tip of her tongue against her father's pisshole.
Very quickly Charlie's big, throbbing cock reached its full size, stretching Lesa Ann's red, soft lips. She moaned softly, standing bent ova,
nibbling down the shaft of Charlie's cock until her mouth was filled to overflowing with pulsing prick.
And then, just as suddenly as Lesa Ann had started sucking on her father's cock, she stopped. Standing upright, her eyes shining with lust, she smiled wantonly at her father.
"There," she said hi a low voice. "Now Mother will know what you've got on your mind the second you walk through the door."
Before Charlie could say anything, his daughter was walking away from him, leaving him standing there with his red-hot, bone-hard prick sticking out through the folds of his bathrobe.
Janet was getting impatient, but she was unwilling to move. She wanted Charlie's first look at her when he walked through the door to be an impressive one. And if she was posing rather than just reclining, she doubted that he would notice. With a littie luck the impact of that first look would make him blind to her set up.
Janet was just about to give up, thinking at hat maybe Charlie had opted to go out for a drink
or something like that, when the door opened. He took one step into the bedroom and then froze dead in his tracks. His jaw dropped open. He just stood there, his hand on the doorknob, his prick standing out from his body, sticking between the fluffy folds of his bathrobe.
"Damn," he mumbled, his eyes widening as they raked up and down over Janet's curvy, voluptuous body.
The tinkle of soft laughter that came from Janet was like music. It was something Charlie hadn't heard in years. Suddenly he felt young and more alive and in love than he could ever remember being.
"I'm glad td see you, too," Janet said, the lusty laughter in her tone as she spoke. "My word though, darling, you seem to be more than just a little ready tonight."
Charlie tried to get his feet to move, but they just wouldn't. His eyes drank in the staggering beauty of his own wife. Her tits were pushing against the see-through robe. The nipples were hard and he wanted to suck on them. The small bikini panties were a tease that aroused Charlie. Tonight was going to be the best ever. He could feel it in his bones.
When he finally managed to make hh body
work properly, Charlie closed the door. He slowly untied his bathrobe and let it fall to the floor. He stepped up to the bed, then just stood there, his thick, rigid cock pointing straight out in front of him toward Janet. He put his hands on his hips and paused to take in the full visual impact of his wife.
"I've never seen you look more beautiful," he whispered.
"Then come to me," Janet replied, holding her arms out to her husband, rolling onto her back..
Janet moaned softly when their lips touched. The contact of his strong chest flattening her tits, making her nipples tingle inside her see through nightgown, was electrifying. She opened her lips and greedily accepted Charlie's tongue.
"Ohhhhhh!" Janet purred when Charlie's warm, moist lips abandoned her mouth and nibbled on her perfumed neck.
Janet squirmed on the bed. She pressed as much of her body against her husband as she possibly could. The touch of his hands, his lips, his body… all of it ignited her senses and sent her ablaze with lust.
Very tenderly, as though he were unwrapping
a very precious gift, Charlie untied the bows that held Janet's nightgown together. Once her tits were exposed, he greedily sucked on them, opening his mouth wide to get as much of her sweet clit-flesh between his lips as possible.
Janet arched her back, slipping an arm around Charlie's head to force his face deeper into the luscious mound of her tits. Her nipple felt as if it were on fire. The harshness of her husband's teeth against her sensitive tit was as erotic as the warmth and softness of his tongue slipping across and around her tingling, itching nipple.
"Ohhhhh! Yes, my darling! Suck on my tits." Janet urged Charlie as his mouth traveled across the expanse of her chest to capture her other lust-hardened nipple.
While sucking on his wife's tits, Charlie slipped a hand down the front of her body. His fingertips felt the elastic waistband of her panties and he thought of pushing his hand inside, then opted to caress her fiery cunt-lips through the bikinis. When he rubbed her cunt, Charlie could feel the heated moisture of her cum seeping into the panties, and he knew that Janet was really turned on.
When Charlie moved above her, Janet spread
her legs invitingly. She reached down and gently took Charlie's cock in her hand, guiding his flaring prick-tip to the moist lips of her cunt.
"Put it in me," the blonde woman purred. "I want to have your cock inside me."
Charlie pushed his hips down. The throbbing head of his cock spread Janet's cunt-lips apart. When he had driven just his cock-head into the hot, tight, velvety smooth channel of his wife's cunt, he paused a moment to look down into her face.
"You look so beautiful with passion written all over your face," Charlie whispered. He kissed Janet's mouth softly as he pushed more of his cock into her cunt. "So very, very beautiful, my lovely wife."
Janet just sighed as the thick, fiery prick pushed deeper and deeper into her cunt. She shivered with desire, her feet flat on the bed, feeling the broad upper surface of Charlie's cock rubbing against her turgid, red-hot clit.
When Charlie had pushed all of his cock into Janet's cunt, she sighed blissfully, wrapping her arms and legs loosely around him. The length of his cock flexed inside her sizzling cunt, the prick so heated it seemed to be burning her up.
"Ohhhhh! Nice and slow," Charlie whispered, pumping his hips up and down, allowing the shaft of his prick to tug at Janet's pink cunt-lips as he fucked her. "This is how it should be sometimes. Nice and slow and easy.
Janet stroked her husband's hair, pushing her fingers through it, allowing her senses to feel everything that was happening. Each time the cock moved inside her hot cunt, the cock-shaft rubbed against her tingling clit spreading the rapidly building fire of her raging desire, pushing her closer and closer to a very fast orgasm.
Hooking her ankles together, Janet moaned, positioning her hips so that Charlie could drive his cock smoothly into her hot, wet cunt. Each lunge made her cunt wetter. Each time he crammed the full length of his cock into her cunt, she could feel her cunt-lips tightening with excitement around the invading cock-meat.
"Ohhhhhh! Faster now," Janet urged, feeling the first tingles in the pit of her stomach. "Drive it into me faster now, Charlie. I need to feel your cock driving in me hard!"
She had not expected to cum so quickly, or so thoroughly. Charlie started pistoning his
hips, slamming himself down through the valley of Janet's thighs, pumping all of his prick into her cunt. When she started cumming, when Janet's cunt-juice began flowing from her cunt and she was ripped apart by the spasms of her orgasm, he couldn't contain himself.
"Arrrrgggghhhhh!" Charlie howled, driving his cock with incredible force into Janet's cunt, plowing all of his prick into her cunt until she literally bounced on the bed.
The thick, spurting jets of cum raced from his overheated balls, through the muscular length of his prick, then jetted out of his cockhead. Charlie groaned as he continued to jerk his hips furiously up and down, fucking his wife with long, cunt-stretching strokes.
"Yesssss! Cum in me," Janet whispered. "Cum in me, my darling, my husband."