Irene's breath was coming in gasping pants as she waited for Pete's cock. Afternoon sunlight was filtering through the curtains covering the row of den windows, shedding soft shafts of glowing heat over her lust-consumed, naked flesh.
She trembled as Pete crouched down over her and unceremoniously placed his prick at the entrance to her cunt. He rested her feet on his shoulders and leaned over to rub his cockhead up and down her slippery cunt slit.
Irene squealed and writhed against the sparking sensations that popped throughout her cunt channel. The slick flesh of her pussy pulp shivered against the stroking, rubbing cockhead.
Pete didn't give her any warning when he suddenly whipped his hips forward and fucked his engorged prick-knob inside her gripping cunthole. She cried out from the force of his thrust and from the feel of a strange cock lodged just inside the entrance of her fuckhole.
"Oh, oohhhh, damn, that feels so good!" Irene crooned, momentarily frozen from the fierce penetration of his cockhead into her clutching cunthole. "Ooooohhhh!"
She savored the ecstasy of her cunt muscles flexing around the imbedded head of his cock. The fat fist of a fuck-knob plugged her tender, juicy cunt opening, and her overactive cuntal membranes choked around the mushroom crown. Her breath rasped and hissed through her clenched lips as her pussylips quaked and quivered. Her pussyhole was stretched to the limit, gripping his cockhead into a greasy fist, milking automatically.
He peered down into her lust-contorted face with a thin-lipped grin. "I knew you'd have a tight little cunt, honey," he said. "I could just tell watching you walk. That nice, round ass of yours just meant you had a tight, hot pussy between your legs. Now, I know that for sure." He jerked his hips once again, this time fucking more of his cockshaft into her shuddering cunt channel. Irene belched a guttural cry of pain and pleasure as her pussy gobbled up more of his fuck shaft. The movement had started, and neither of them could stop. The force of his most recent thrust did the rest. His long, bony cock fucked straight into her slippery cunthole, stabbing right through the vibrating canal of her pussy. His hairy crotch and pelvis bone slammed against the velvety saddle of her crotch and inner thighs, and she shrieked.
"Aaahhhh, at last I've got your prick!" she babbled, tossing her head from side to side on the den floor. "Your cock is in me! Ooohhh, Pete, it feels wonderful! Fuck me now, Pete! Show me why all the women in the neighborhood can't wait to entertain you. Oh, darling, fuck me! Fuck me hard and deep!"
As if her hot words ignited his own passions, Pete immediately started fucking his long prick in and out of her buttery cunthole. He lowered himself over her and soon his chest was crushing her tits. His manly ass bucked up and down as he quickly developed a blinding pace to his fucking motions.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as they fucked. He fucked his cock inside her to the hilt and her breathing became labored as the fire in her clit raged.
He wedged his hands beneath her ass and brought her cunt up to meet his violent fuckstrokes. They blended together as one, their bodies mingling and melting together, their position sealing them, into this most intricate of embraces.
There was no doubt, no guilt now as she fucked back at his pile-driving prick. For Irene, the girlish fantasies were distant memories. There was no mistaking the reality of what was happening. The sensations were too real, too pure and too intense. Her whole body trembled and shuddered as a fast-approaching orgasm swelled in the depths of her spasming cunthole.
His strong hands squeezed into her firm, round asscheeks as he fucked his cock into her cunt. She held his face between her hands and guided his lips down to hers. They kissed as they fucked, their eager tongues tangling even as their bodies slammed together.
His animal-like, brutal fuck strokes sizzled her tender cunthole and sent sensations blazing to every nerve in her body. There was nothing pretty about their intense, urgent fucking. It was an exercise in physical desperation – two lusty bodies feeding on each other, taking fierce pleasure from each other before quickly giving back any pleasure to the other.
"I'm coming! Oh, fuck, I'm coming!" she panted, her lips still chewing on his and his darting tongue. "My pussy is splitting in two! Ooohhhh, yes, yyyyeesss, fuck me! Fuck the shit out of me!"
She slammed her feet against his back as the gyrations rocked her body. Her climaxing pussy shuddered and sent waves and waves of nectar streaming down over his driving prick. His meaty balls spanked her upturned ass, making lewd sounds as her cunt juice trickled down to soak the tender area between her cock-filled pussy and her asscrack.
His cock relentlessly fucked into her spasming pussy, jolting Irene with endless vibrations and convulsions. Her tremendous orgasm built into another one, and the blonde shrieked hoarsely.
Pete's face was crimson as he continued to fuck the sexy blonde's spasming pussy. He seemed to be holding his breath as he fucked his cock into her. He maintained the fierce pace of his fucking, making her howl each time his long cock knifed into her. He used his strong hands to part her asscheeks, giving himself more leverage as he fucked his prick into her soggy cunthole.
Her hands roamed over his back and shoulders, and she continued to plunge herself up to meet every one of his fuck-thrusts. Her greedy pussy wouldn't stop flexing and convulsing, and her slick cunt honey gushed endlessly, lubing his pumping prick and adding to her own ecstasy.
She felt his fingers edge close to her asshole, but nothing could lessen her concentration on the marvelous sensations engulfing her fiery cunt. Her multiple orgasms left her squealing and trembling, but still very much ready to receive the blast of his load.
Perspiration dripped from Pete's face to her bouncing, swaying tits. His belly slapped hers as they rocked together as one. Irene thought she felt his meaty balls tighten against her ass. In the next instant, his body tensed and he growled a deep, hoarse cry of raw passion. His cock surged inside her squeezing cunthole, then a river of hot jizz shot into her.
"Ooohhhh, darling, keep fucking me!" she panted as his come splashed into her. "It's so good! So fucking good! Don't stop fucking me, darling! Don't ever stop!"
His cock erupted, spitting thick wads of foamy spunk into her cunt channel. The hot fuck cream filled her quickly, and Irene screamed at the top of her lungs.
He collapsed on top of her, his mouth grabbing for her tits as his cock drained into her pussy. He twitched and snarled as his cock continued to jerk and surge inside her milking pussy.
They lay clutching each other for long minutes, listening to the sounds of their breathing and feeling the mutual pleasures of fading orgasms. Pete was the first to stir, and Irene whimpered softly when he eased his cock from her cunt and rolled away.
"I thought I was going to pass out," she admitted, lowering her hands down over her puffy, come-soaked pussy. She patted the bushy cunt protectively, soothingly and smiled at her husky neighbor. "I can sure see where you get your reputation as a cocksman, Mr. Pete Howell."
He chuckled and shrugged as he reached over and helped her to her feet. "Just wait until I get you on a nice, comfortable bed, lady," he said with a fast wink. "I don't do my best work on a hard floor."
Irene giggled as they strolled toward the bedroom. His hand rested on her swaying hips as they entered the bedroom. She sighed, loving the squishy feeling of his come inside her cunt.
Pete unzipped her skirt and watched as it fell to the floor. Irene shivered as she stood totally nude in front of his appraising eyes.
"Very, very nice," he said, reaching out to squeeze her mammoth tits. "I knew you and I would get around to becoming close friends."
"That's what you say to all the ladies in the neighborhood," Irene giggled. "I've heard about you, Pete. Word is out on you. You're the swinging cocksman of the neighborhood. No female with hair is safe with you on the prowl."
Pete snickered as he maneuvered Irene back onto the bed. "Safe! My ass!" he laughed. "I could claim rape in a few cases. I never saw so many horny ladies in one area in my life. Shit, you can't blame a guy for doing his best to soothe whatever aches them."
Irene merely chuckled. It crossed her mind that Pete was a divorced man today just because he saw it as his duty to satisfy the bored, horny house wives in the area. Meanwhile, she wasn't about to remind him of that small detail. She was having too much fun enjoying the way he was rubbing her nipples and massaging her tits. Besides, she didn't want to think about her own situation. Wasn't she doing the same as Pete? Wasn't she risking her own marriage just to get her lusty kicks? The troubling thoughts lingered in her mind just long enough to momentarily cool her horny arousal.
"What's wrong?" Pete asked, eyeing her with concern. "You're getting tense all of a sudden."
"Oh, it's nothing," she said lightly, hoping to avoid the subject.
"You're worried about Dan, aren't you?" he said, pressing the point as he teased her nipples. "Look, Irene, you might as well face the fact that you need more than one man to take care of you. I've known lots of women like you, baby. You've got a super hot cunt, and one man just can't put out your fire. Understand? You're cock-crazy, honey. Plain and simple."
"Pete! You make me sound like some slut or nympho," she said, squirming beneath his manipulations of her tits.
"Don't let it piss you off," he said, grinning as he ducked his head down closer to her tits. "Hell, most men love hot-blooded women. At the same time, you owe yourself the fulfillment of your needs."
The way he said it made perfect sense to her.
Irene closed her eyes and savored the wonderful sensations of his active tongue lashing across her nipple. She moaned as the pink bud stiffened and tingled. At the same time, she felt a flutter of excitement in her cunt, and she knew the brief freezing of her passions was thawing.
Pete kissed and licked his way down Irene's body, pausing at her hairy pussy and soft, white, inner thighs. Irene shifted her ass and opened her legs even wider, silently offering her hot pussy to his nibbling, prying lips.
He kept his hands on her tits as he bobbed his head over her twat. He flicked his tongue through her bushy cunt muff, licking the clinging drops of syrupy from her slick pussy pulp. Irene instantly yelped and arched her back, thrusting her pussy up and against his hot mouth.
"Oooohhh, Pete, you make me feel so good!" she swooned. "Eat my pussy, darling! Tongue-fuck me just like…"
He glanced up, grinning. "Just like your husband," he said, finishing her wards for her. "Is that what you were going to say?"
She nodded, but kept gently humping her cunt up and down, offering herself to him.
"I'm about to make you forget your husband. At least temporarily," he said. "Just wait and see."
Good to his word, Pete wasted little time slicing his tongue through her creamy cunt gash. Irene gasped, then shrieked as his tongue played with her clit. He lapped his tongue back and forth over the slippery button, driving her wild with desire.
"Oooohhh, God," she cried, bouncing her ass up and down on the bed. "I can't stand it, Pete! You're killing me!"
He kept tongue-whipping her clit mercilessly licking the tender button, giving it no rest. Soon, Irene was convulsing involuntarily and her cunt was awash with thick, clear fuck nectar. Still Pete lashed his tongue across her stiff clit.
Just as her orgasm rippled throughout her fuck-tunnel and twisted her body into lewd gyrations, he lifted his juice-smeared mouth, gripped her thighs and heaved her over onto her face. It happened so fast that Irene was helpless to prevent it or to understand what was about to take place.
He propped her up on her knees making her shapely ass lift up lewdly as he settled behind her on his knees. In the next instant, Irene felt his spongy cockhead poking against her asscrack. She felt a tiny tremor in her cunt and moaned throatily as his prick-knob pressed inside her ass-crease.
"I'm going to stick my cock right into your asshole, baby," Pete warned. "I'm going to make you love it."
He rubbed his cockhead up and down her asscrack, creating a fierce situation across this most sensitive region of her body. His nectar glazed fuck-knob lubed her puckered asshole and made her shiver in horny anticipation. Her asshole flexed automatically, and her pussy convulsed as she moaned into her pillow.
Suddenly, his hands gripping her hips, Pete fucked his cock forward and grunted as his enormous prickhead popped into her tight asshole. Irene cried out as the initial penetration happened. Her body jerked forward as her wails deepened. Her head bolted up and her hoarse, guttural scream came unhindered from her mouth.
"It gets better," he rasped. "Just hang on." He fucked forward once again, this time driving more of his fuckmeat into her gripping shitter. Then, following a moment's delay, he shoved the rest of his cock to the hilt into her shit-chute.
Irene bucked beneath him, howling cries of pain and pleasure as his cock stabbed her ass. Her buttery brownie enveloped the pile-driving fuckmeat as sizzling sensations gradually overshadow the scorching discomfort. The pain gave way to pleasure even as Pete started withdrawing his prick from her asshole.
"Give it to me, Pete!" she squealed. "Ooohhhhh, fuck, don't hold back now!"
He hammered his long cock back into her shitter, almost knocking the breath out of her. After two or three more deep fuckstrokes into her ass, Pete was gathering speed with his thrusts, and Irene was beside herself with raw ecstasy. Her pussy burned with desire almost as much as the overwhelming heat blazing inside her tortured asshole.
"You wild bitch!" Pete rasped, slapping one of her upturned asscheeks. "I knew you'd love getting your ass fucked."
He fucked his cock in and out of her tight ass as Irene shrieked with pleasure. He reached around and clutched her naked tits as he settled into a steady rhythm of fucking.
"Aaahhhh, it's so deep!" she wailed, pushing her ass back to meet his hearty fuckstrokes. "DO it, Pete! Don't stop! Fuck my ass, darling! Make me love it!"
Pete chuckled hoarsely as he squeezed her dangling tits and pistoned his prick in and out of her asshole. His strokes were steady and deep, driving his fat cockhead right into her bowels.
All of the previous pain had vanished, leaving Irene engulfed in sensation. "Oooohhh, God, I love it, Pete! I love it so fucking much!" she yelled, her big tits swinging back and forth in his hands. "I'm coming, Pete. My pussy is coming!"
Her shitter squeezed and milked Pete's prick. In the next moment, Pete grunted and blasted his load into her bowels. Impulsively, Irene responded by jamming her right hand back between her legs and stuffing two fingers up into her churning, juicy cunthole. Furiously, she finger-fucked her pussy tight through her tremendous orgasm as her ass gobbled up Pete's thick spunk.
"That's it, baby!" Pete hissed, hammering his cock frantically into her shitter. "I'm creaming your sweet ass!"
Her asshole and pussy convulsed at the same time, leaving Irene weak and trembling as she sobbed her pleasure and collapsed flat on the bed. She clutched at the sheets and wailed, thrilling to the sensations of her shitter squeezing around Pete's spurting prick.
At last it was over, and Pete had freed his cock from her brownie. They giggled like a couple of teenagers, excited and thrilled by their wanton activity and the satisfying glow it had given them both.
"Yeah, I think my kid will really appreciate me for lining him up with some hot little lady," Pete mused, lightly rubbing Irene's round asscheeks. "I'm tempted to keep you all to myself. That's how special you are to me, honey. You and your hot pussy."
Irene had momentarily forgotten their earlier discussion about Pete's son coming to visit them, and her role in the boy's sexual education. Now, her original doubts surfaced.
"Pete, I'm not sure it'll be a good idea for me to give your son lessons in fucking," she said. "Teenage boys can be very shy. I'd hate to frighten him."
"Honey, he'll take one look at you and beg me to let him stay with me permanently," Pete snickered. "The kid'll think he's died and gone to heaven!"
"Well, I just hope I'm doing the right thing," she said, masking the delicious, intriguing prospect of breaking in a teenaged stud.
Already she felt a tingling fluttering in her pussy as she mulled the wanton idea through her mind. Damn, she thought, I really am a hot cunt slut!
"When did you say Rory was coming?" she asked innocently.
Pete laughed and gave her ass an open-palm slap, reading right through her innocent act. She didn't bother to hide her blushing face from him as she joined in his throaty chuckling.