Roy never discovered Donna's fuck session with the traveling salesman, but that didn't make her feel any less ashamed of herself. She'd been stricken with remorse as soon as Townes had left that afternoon.
How could she have given her pussy to another man? It didn't matter how horny she was. When Roy returned from work that evening, Donna showered him with attention, purging her guilt by being as nice to him as she could. She swore to herself that she'd never cheat on him again.
But that was before Phil joined them, for a drinking party a few nights later.
Phil was one of Roy's buddies at work. At twenty-six he was closer to Donna's age, and he still had the long hair and beard he'd grown in college. Donna had been secretly attracted to him for a long time – as horny as she was, she was attracted to a lot of men – and several times she'd caught Phil glancing hungrily at her big tits and shapely ass. But if they hadn't been drunk she would never have dreamed of doing, anything about it.
Now Phil, Roy and Donna had been sitting in the living room guzzling booze for the past several hours, and Donna could feel the conversation becoming dangerously loose. Roy was stoned enough to make sexual comments about her body, and Phil didn't seem to mind looking where her husband was pointing. Donna kept fidgeting. She didn't like the way she felt, but the talk was turning her on.
"Tell me the truth," Roy said drunkenly, swinging his glass and spilling scotch all over the sofa. "Does my wife, or does she not, have the biggest fucking pair of tits you've ever seen?"
Donna blushed embarrassedly. Roy was showing her off like a prize-winning dog.
"They're pretty big, all right," Phil said, staring pointedly at her breasts.
"They're fucking huge!" Roy shouted. "Biggest tits you ever saw! Least on a girl who ain't fat! Shit, her whole body's fantastic! Old Donna's gotta have the best fucking body this side of Acapulco, I swear to God!"
"I think I have to agree with you, old buddy," Phil leered. "But it's kind of hard to judge when she still has her clothes on."
"Roy, please stop it," Donna interrupted desperately. Every second her pussy grew wetter and hotter. "It's not right to talk this way in front of company."
"Company, hell!" Roy grunted. "Phil here's our friend and you God damn well know it! C'mon, Donna, do a strip for us! Show him I'm not bullshitting! Show my buddy here what I get to sink my dick into every night!"
"Roy." Donna gasped.
Then, abruptly, Roy passed out. As he started laughing his shoulders sagged, and his mouth hung open. Phil and Donna watched as his body crumpled on the sofa. The next thing they knew he was dead to the world.
It wasn't a complete surprise. Roy had never been particularly good at holding his liquor, and he'd been drinking heavily all evening. But now the air was charged with sexual tension, and Donna couldn't help noticing the bulge in Phil's pants. Suddenly she was alone with a drunk and horny man.
"Well, I guess he's out of it," Phil said. He turned to stare at Donna, his eyes shining with lust. "But you can still do that strip, Donna. I sure would like to see your body."
Donna tried to treat the situation lightly. "Oh nonsense, you know Roy was only joking. Besides, you wouldn't really want to see my body. I'm not nearly as attractive in the nude as Roy says."
"Oh, I'll bet you are, Donna."
Phil rose from the couch and sat on the armrest of her chair. Donna knew she was in trouble. Phil's big dick was throbbing noticeably in his pants, and she was sure he could see how stiff her nipples were. Her pussy was so hot. She prayed he couldn't smell it.
"Come on, Donna, show me your beautiful body."
Phil leaned close to her, grazing her cheek with his lips. His hand moved down the v-neck of her tight dress and settled in her ample cleavage. Donna shuddered and pulled away. She was already losing control.
"Phil, for God's sake, my husband's sitting three feet away from us."
"He won't notice," Phil purred. "You know he won't, Donna. He's stone unconscious. It'll be hours before he wakes up. We can do anything we want."
This time Phil cupped her big tits through the dress, rubbing his palm across the swollen outline of her nipple. Donna whimpered hornily in spite of herself. Phil dropped his hands to her soft thighs and pushed his fingers under her dress.
"Phil, stop that!" She tried to pull away from him, but she could have tried much harder. "My husband! You're… you're drunk! You don't know what you're doing!"
"I do know, Donna. You're so fucking pretty. I've wanted to do this for a long time."
Then Phil touched her pussy, and all Donna's resistance abandoned her at once. A delicious, tingling shudder shot through her cunt. Involuntarily she spread her legs and thrust her horny pussy onto Phil's hand.
"Why, Donna," Phil whispered. He grinned as he realized that the crotch of her panties was soaked with fuck juice. "You're all turned on, aren't you? This must be the wettest pussy I've ever touched."
"Phil, stop it," Donna stammered pleadingly. "I know… yes, I am aroused, but you know it's wrong. My husband… he's sitting right there…"
"I don't give a flying fuck about your husband."
Phil leaned close again, planting quick kisses on her cheek, neck and tits. Two fingers slipped under the dripping panty crotch. He found the hairy, swollen lips of her cunt and slid one finger all the way in.
Donna grunted helplessly. Phil started jacking her off, rhythmically pumping his finger through the clinging sheath of her pussy.
"You've got a nice aunt, Donna." He lifted her dress to her waist, so he could see the beauty of her long, bare legs, and watch his finger stabbing into her hole. "It feels so nice and wet. Don't you like the way I jack you off?"
"Oh Phil… oh fuck, Phil…"
Then Donna gave up. She shot a last, furtive glance at her husband, who was still safely unconscious on the opposite couch. She tore off her panties and started bumping and bucking her ass, fucking her pussy all over Phil's hand.
"All right, you bastard," she whimpered breathlessly. "Do it to me. You've got me all horny. Oh Christ, finger me harder, make my pussy come!"
Her cunt was so wet that the pouting lips made wet, squishing sounds as they clung to Phil's finger. Phil couldn't take his eyes off Donna's hairy cunt. He bent over close to watch his hand, now inserting a second finger into the gurgling fissure of her hot pussy.
His dick was so stiff that it looked ready to burst through his pants. Donna wantonly massaged it as he worked on her cunt, squeezing and rubbing the thick shaft through his denim trousers. Suddenly she realized how much she wanted to suck his cock deep inside her mouth.
"Take off those pants," she whispered huskily. "God damn it, hurry! Give me your dick!"
Obediently Phil took his hand from her cunt and fumbled with the buckle of his jeans. Donna couldn't wait for him. Furiously she tore at his pants, ripping open the zipper and tugging his jeans to his knees, exposing the throbbing length of his stiff cock.
Her eyes widened. "Oh Phil!"
His cock was enormous. Long and thick and incredibly hard, with a rosy, mushroom shaped knob that drooled jism all over the floor. Donna's cunt ached as she studied the blue veins on the shaft, the hairy, wrinkled sac of his balls. Now she was more anxious than ever to suck his prick and drink his cum.
"Give it to me," she whimpered. She wrapped her fist around his pulsing prick and pulled him forward with it. "You bastard… you son of a bitch, I want to suck your cock!" Phil knelt facing her on the chair, digging his knees onto the thick armrests to either side of her torso. Hungrily Donna squeezed the hairy cheeks of his bare ass, pulling him towards her until the dripping knob of his cock poked into her chin.
She opened her mouth wide. Then she groaned with satisfaction as the meaty inches of his dick pushed down her throat.
"Suck it, baby," Phil murmured. He thrust his hands behind her head, curling his fingers in her long brown hair. "Oh yes, that feels so good. Suck on my nice, juicy dick!"
Donna forced her head down until she had nearly half of his massive cock between her stretched lips. The knob nearly blocked her throat passage, and she felt like gagging. But nothing could stop her lust to suck out his cum.
Slowly she began to bob her head, fucking her face with his rock-hard shaft. The slurping, gulping sounds of a good blow job burbled out of her mouth, filling the room. Donna squeezed his prick shaft and feverishly jerked him off as she sucked, tugging more and more of his cock down her throat.
"Unhhh," Phil grunted. He pulled her hair and rocked his hips, wincing as the stiffness burned through the length of his cock. "I can't believe it, baby! God, you give fantastic head! Harder now, really make my rod shoot off!"
The cream oozed freely from his cum slit, and Donna hungrily slipped her fat tongue all over the knob to lap up every drop. With every suck Phil's dick twitched and throbbed harder. His balls were tightening with their load – he was about to come.
Donna puckered her cheeks inward sharply, increasing the suction around his bloated pink shaft. Her free hand slid up her soft inner thigh and cupped the hairy mound of her pussy.
Her cunt was throbbing and drenched with juice, testifying how much the taste of his prick turned her on. Grunting, Donna buried two fingers in her sopping fuck hole. She finger-fucked herself as she gave him head, furiously slamming her palm onto the curly haired triangle of her cunt.
"I'm gonna start spurting." Phil said warningly. "Fuck it, Donna, you suck so hard. I can't hold it back any longer! I'm gonna blow my wad!"
"Come for me," Donna gurgled, stammering out the words even as her mouth was stuffed with his throbbing cock. "Shoot it… let me suck it up."
Phil grabbed her ears to hold her head in position. Then he started fucking her face, bucking his hairy ass and cruelly pounding his enormous dick as far down her throat as he could.
Donna kept her mouth open and jacked off her pussy that much harder. Phil let out a terrific moan and sank his bursting cock as far between her stretched lips as he could, until only a couple of inches remained outside her sucking mouth.
The cum shot violently out of his knob, gushing down her throat in spurt after creamy white spurt. Donna grabbed his pumping cock and jerked him off savagely, whimpering as she gulped down every drop.
But there was more of his shooting cum than she could swallow. His load filled her mouth and burbled out of her lips, dripping obscenely down her chin onto her big tits.
"Oh fuck," Phil murmured. He wiped his knob off on her cheek and stared down at his still-pulsing dick. "That was the best blow job I ever had. I feel like I just shot buckets!"
Donna grabbed his prick and pulled it back into her mouth. She knew she couldn't get more cum out of his balls so soon, but she couldn't help herself. She felt as if she could have sucked his big dick for the rest of her life.
"No, honey," Phil pulled out his cock and gestured to the floor. "Take off that God damn dress and get on your back. Now I'm going to fuck you."
Worriedly Donna glanced at her husband. But he was still unconscious, and she knew that as long as she'd gone this far she could do whatever she wanted.
Panting with lust, she stood up and fumbled with her tattered dress. Seconds later she was naked. Phil gasped at the sight of her incredibly stacked body, moving his eyes quickly from her long legs to her hairy pussy triangle, up her slender waist to the huge globes of her ruby-nippled tits.
"Jesus, Donna, Roy wasn't exaggerating," he said breathlessly. "You got the best body I ever seen."
Donna was too horny to be pleased by the compliment. She lay on her back on the floor and immediately spread her thighs wide apart, revealing the hairy, dripping slit of her cunt.
"Fuck me," she whimpered. She fingerfucked herself in wanton expectation, humping her ass to fuck her hand. "Shove it in me. Give me that big cock of yours. Oh God, Phil, fuck my pussy hard!"
The beauty of Donna's naked body sent fresh stiffness into the cum-soaked shaft of Phil's cock. With his hard-on swaying and twitching straight before him, he knelt on the floor between Donna's thighs. Then he held his prick in his fist and leaned forward, pushing the knob of his cock between the lips of her juicing, burning cunt.
"Awwwwnnnhhh!" Donna cried. She started humping automatically, dying for the full penetration of his huge dick. "Fuck me, Phil! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee!"
The mushroom-shaped crown of his hard-on slipped into her pussy. Phil groaned with pleasure as the felt the strong muscles of her cunt sucking around the tip of his dick. His ass started bucking, forcing more and more of his rod up her fuck hole.
"Give it to me, all of your prick!" Donna lifted her legs high in the air and arched her back, so her cunt would be in the perfect position for a good, hard fucking. "Ram it in me! Make me come!"
Phil grunted and pushed down hard, hammering all of his dick up her pussy. Then he started fucking hard and fast, wincing as her cunt clasped more tightly around his cock with each driving stroke.
Soon they were fucking in rhythmic unison, sweating and writhing and pumping together like a pair of horny dogs. Roy dozed obliviously on the couch a few feet away. Donna's enormous tits jiggled spongily on her rib cage as they fucked.
"Suck them," she pleaded. She held one fat tit in her hand and raised the swollen nipple to Phil's mouth. "Suck on it, make it hard!"
Greedily Phil opened his mouth and engulfed her crimson nipple. He bit into the soft flesh of her, tit and rolled his tongue sloppily all over the fat, rubbery cap. Donna's nipple swelled stiffer and stiffer, and the pleasure in her tits seemed to merge with the pulsing heat deep inside her ravaged cunt.
"I'm coming, Phil," she cried. She locked her thighs around his heaving back and fucked him as hard as she could, relentlessly pounding her pussy onto the satisfying shaft of his dick. "Unggghhh! Oh God, do it harder, I'm getting so close!"
Phil's big balls slapped the crack of her ass with every convulsive thrust of his cock into her pussy. They swelled with their clotting load of jism, and his prick trembled and twitched as it bathed in the juices of her sucking cunt.
"Coming now!" Donna cried. The spasms burned through her gushing fuck hole, forcing the stretched sift of her pussy to clasp tightly to his driving cock. "Ungghhh! Oh shit, oh fuck, getting off, fucker, you dirty fucker, cooomiiinnnggg!"
The obscenities poured from Donna's lips as the spasms drenched her pussy again and again. Phil sank his throbbing, thrusting cock as far into her pussy as he could, until her hairy clit clung to the very base of his dick.
The second load of cream gushed out of his cockhead, pumping her pussy full of cum. Phil fucked her savagely as he came, letting all the jism drain from his nuts. Donna whimpered pleasurably. The salty cum oozed from her slit and stained the living-room rug.
But a worried glance over her shoulder proved that her husband was still asleep, that Donna had managed to cheat on Roy a second time without being caught. Phil kept on pumping his dick into her probably hoping to fuck her all over again. Donna sighed and let him do to her body whatever he pleased.
Two fucks in one week from two virtual strangers, and she just got hornier and hornier. How long could this go on?