Sharon Wilson squeezed her knees together to relieve the delicious itch in her burning cunt. And as she watched her husband Ron undress, she knew the fucking was going to be good. It always was when he left on a sales trip.
"You ready for a fuck to keep you for two weeks?" Ron asked, giving her a wide grin as he approached the bed.
At first, Sharon didn't answer. Instead, she let her mind and body respond to his muscular, dark, handsome presence. And that cock!
Just looking at the massive, swollen shaft of prickmeat was enough to make her mouth water. In fact, she felt the back of her throat twitch with an overpowering hunger.
"Fuck me in the mouth," she whispered, half sitting, her eyes widening with passion. "I… I love it when you're on top of me, holding me down, making me take your cock."
When he straddled her middle and lowered his ass down on her tits, she felt her pussy jerk with life. A warmth of juice seemed to eat into her cunt area like acid. She reached around his waist and dug her nails into the hard flesh of his ass.
"Stick your prick to me," she said, opening her mouth wide. "Fuck me, you bastard! Punch the cockmeat to me!"
As her lips encircled the gigantic slab of cock, she felt her insides churn violently. She spread her legs wide, then humped upward. At the same time, she gulped forward, drawing the full length of his prick shaft into her throat.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, pushing her nose into the wiry chocolate-brown hairs. She inhaled rapidly and gave out another spluttering groan of ecstasy.
"Jesus you're hot little bitch tonight, aren't you?" Ron said, leaning slightly forward. "Just the way I like you, too. Horny for big cock."
Ron pushed his hips back and forth slowly as he looked at her face. It never failed to turn him on when he saw Sharon like this. Her golden-red hair surrounding her oval, beautiful face like a flaming halo, the flashing green eyes, the full, sensuous lips clamped around his cock. And the way her body felt against his, her enormous tits caressing his ass cheeks, her tiny waist gyrating, her long, shapely legs thrashing as if in pain.
"Suck my prick, you little cocksucker," he whispered, holding her head with both his large hands. "All the fucking way in… like that. Eat my cock, you cum-sucking slut!"
While Sharon buried her face fully in his crotch and closed her lips around the root of his cock, she let herself go completely. Being crushed beneath his hulking weight was almost too good. It left her aching, begging for him to take her totally. She pretended she was being raped, savagely abused by this handsome giant. She could have easily taken her fucking a little rougher.
She clawed at his ass, jerking his crotch hard against her face. Another groan of ecstasy burst from her lungs. Her face slowly contorted with her approaching climax.
"Ohhhh… yeah, cocksucker," Ron growled, feeling her lips tighten, trapping his prick inside her throat. "Gobble down on that cock! I've got two weeks of cum for you to suck on, baby."
Even in her fit of passion, Sharon knew why she always got so excited the night before her husband left on a sales trip. It would give her time to play around. Of course, he never suspected or if he did, he didn't mention it. She assumed he did the same thing, since they were both young and healthy. But she didn't mind if he didn't.
The last time he had gone off, she'd spent the entire two weeks roaming the streets, fucking just about anything that walked. And when he had come back home, her pussy felt like hamburger. It had hurt so good when he'd fucked her savagely the first night home.
Finding a good fuck wasn't as easy as it sounded, however. She had certainly found that out! Most men were content to let her crawl between their legs and suck on their cocks and eat their cunt, or have her spread her legs and fuck into her pussy for a couple of minutes.
She had almost found the perfect fuck with that biker, she thought, remembering the smell of sweat and gasoline and grease. And those huge muscles, his hulking weight crushing down on her.
He had held her hands out on that dirty mattress, and as she tried to free herself, he had tightened his grip until her circulation was cut off. She had climaxed savagely, her pleasure almost painful.
Too bad the biker's old lady had come in and ruined everything. Christ, she'd never heard of some of the words that bitch had spat at her. She considered herself lucky just to escape before she was beaten up, or worse.
While she thought of the biker and his wonderful cock, she sucked furiously on Ron's prick shaft. Then, as her orgasm began peaking she threw her arms out on the bed and held them there, pretending huge hands were on them, refusing to let her get up.
"Unhhhh!" she choked, spitting into the wiry crotch hairs.
Her orgasm burst into her pussy with tremendous force. She gave another spluttering groan, then fell back, panting.
"Keep sucking, whore," Ron grunted, fucking in and out of her mouth with full force. "Tighten up, and lick on me. My cum is gonna choke you to fucking death… suck!"
The mere thought of his creamy wads of jism was enough to make Sharon's pussy explode with another spasm of climax. While her pleasures shot through her cunt, she began jerking her head back and forth, driving her chin into his swollen, hairy balls.
A couple of seconds later, she tasted the steam of his nearing climax. The flavor was both delicate and heady at the same time, titillating the back of her throat. Another convulsion of raw pleasure swept up and down her cunt tube.
"Almost… there, bitch," Ron growled, pounding her face between his legs and jabbing his cock forward. "Get ready to lick a fucking gallon of hot cum!"
The burst of molten jism was fantastic for Sharon. The cock juices seemed to explode at the back of her throat, causing part of the cum to spew upward behind her nose. When some of the globs boiled into her stomach, twin streams of milky cum oozed from both her nostrils.
"Aaaaghhhh!" she gasped, sucking in more of the burning, thick jism.
"Eat it, bitch!" Ron panted, shoving his full weight forward. As his balls crawled up the hollow of her throat and draped over her chin, he felt them ache with delicious agony. "God, your sweet cock sucking mouth, so fucking good… eat me!"
Sharon worked on his cock like it was the last one on earth. She gobbled up and down the prick shaft, used her teeth, her lips, her swirling tongue to milk out every precious drop. And when he'd finished blowing his load, she even sucked in some of the flesh that surrounded his balls. With her throat fully impaled with hard, throbbing cockmeat, she experienced one last climax, a pleasure that shot up and down her spine like electric jolts.
"Ohhhh… fucking Jesus," Ron said, relaxing. He pushed his entire weight against her face and planted his knees in her armpits. He rocked back and forth for a few seconds, then lay still, his face buried in a pillow. "Don't move, stay like this."
Sharon was only too happy to oblige. What woman wouldn't love to stay like this? With ten inches of hard cock in her throat!
After a few moments, however, Ron rolled to his side, letting his half-hard cock slip from between her lips. He pulled her with him, holding her face against his crotch.
"Let's go to sleep like this, baby," he murmured softly. "Your mouth wrapped around my cock."
Sharon spit his prick out and lifted her face, her eyes flashing an even deeper shade of green.
"Oh, no," she said, pulling on the hairs of his chest. "If you're not going to give me a full night of fucking, there's no telling what I might do." She gave him an affectionate slap, then pulled on his cock. "My pussy is even hungrier than my throat, you bastard."
This too, was a part of the game they played when he had to go away. He would pretend that he wanted to go to sleep, and she would demand that he stay up and fuck her. He liked to hear her beg, and she loved begging.
"Say please," he said, a smile on his handsome face. "Say you want me to fuck you so bad you can taste it."
"Mmmmmm, I already have tasted it, you bastard," Sharon giggled, licking her lips. "The best cock in the world. Now fuck me with it."
When he threw her to her back and crawled between her legs, she let her eyes survey his hard, muscular body. The sight of him never failed to arouse her. He was like some kind of Greek God, tall and well-proportioned, with a shock of curly, brown hair surrounding his square face. His eyes were brown as chocolate, expressive.
"Ohhhh… fuck me, you bull stud," she gasped, running hers fingers over his sculptured, hairy chest. "God, stick your cock to me so hard it hurts."
This was the moment she always waited for, that first, painful thrust of his cock. It would gouge into her insides like a cattle prod, squeezing her cunt opening to the breaking point. And just, when she thought she couldn't take the horrible pam any longer, her insides would become flooded with pleasure.
"Let me kiss you a little first," Ron grinned, sitting back on his haunches. "Hmmmm? Want me to lick on this sweet pussy of yours for a few minutes?"
As always, Sharon didn't know if she did or didn't. The anticipation was wonderful, but it could also be agony. And sometimes, when he got started, there was nothing she could do to stop him. One night, he had sucked and chewed on her cunt for what seemed hours, leaving her bathed in sweat, her body aching with desire.
"Just do it," she gasped, shivering with growing ecstasy. "Just take me, you bastard." Ron gave her a wicked smile and bit down on her rose-tipped breasts. While he lapped his tongue over the upturned, taut mounds of flesh, he began fingering her pussy, feeling her insides suck his finger like a mouth.
"Ohhhh, shit, you're hot," he gurgled. "Can't wait to poke it to you, you cock sucking little whore!"
"Then do it!" Sharon begged, jabbing his massive shoulders with her fingernails. "Please… you sonofabitch… fuck me! God, my pussy is on fire!"
Ignoring her pleas, Ron gave her tits a slow, steady suck-job. And only after her nipples were hard as buttons did he kiss between them, down to her stomach.
"Ohhhhh, hurry!" Sharon screamed out, arching her back, placing her hands on the top of his head. "Stick… Christ, stick your prick inside me!"
As he licked down her stomach, then kissed through the golden-red bush of cunt hair, it seemed to take him an eternity. It was as if he were bathing every cell of her body individually. She felt her insides tighten, her cunt lips quiver like a mouth.
"God, you're beautiful all over," Ron said, moving his face over her cunt. He slipped his thumbs into the loose folds of flesh that surrounded her cunt opening and pulled her pussy crack apart. He touched the frothy masses of pussy muscle with the tip of his tongue.
Sharon jerked her legs apart, then threw them over his shoulders. As she locked her ankles together, she jerked her ass upward. And then it happened.
His tongue slipped inside like a snake.
"God!" she wailed, twisting and writhing beneath him. "Eat me, you prick! Suck on me. Chew me up and swallow my pussy!"
Ron locked his mouth firmly onto her pussy and thrust his tongue deeply inside. The force of her climax was so great, the root of his tongue ached. And as her muscles convulsed around his tongue, he felt her clit enlarge, then jerk in quick spasms.
"Goddamn baby, you're gonna pull my fucking tongue out," he gasped, trying to pull away.
For Sharon, his words were vibrations inside her pussy. And nothing mattered but the way her cunt responded. It seemed to burst, melt back together, only to shatter once more. Finally, she was thrust into such a peak of pleasure, she thought and hoped she would never come back again.
When her ecstasy dulled a few moments later, she let her legs fail to the sides of the bed. Her chest was heaving as if she had run a mile, and her flesh burned with exhaustion.
"God, you're good," she breathed when she could muster the energy to speak. "I think your tongue is almost as good as your big dick."
"We'll just have to see, won't we?" Ron grinned. "Mmmm, but later, baby. I'm gonna eat you alive."
Sharon flinched, not really looking forward to what was going to happen next. He just might stay there, drive her crazy with aching hunger, and only fuck her when she was too exhausted to enjoy it.
"Screw me now," she whispered, drawing her fingers over his shoulders. "Please? God, Ron, I have to have a cock up my cunt… now!"
"Later," Ron whispered, determined to eat out her pussy until he was thoroughly satisfied. "Mmmm, maybe much later." He ran his tongue over her throbbing clit.
At times like this, Sharon's mind would wander, often with crazed thoughts. She would think about all the men she'd fucked, compare the way they had shoved it to her, how their cum-loads had tasted. She had even planned on future fuckings with men she'd noticed.
Like that young couple who had moved in next door. But they were probably newlyweds, and you couldn't get between them with a crowbar! She had tried to be friendly, but the woman had given her a hateful look. The man had also been curiously cold.
But, Christ, was he a hunk of man! All blond and bright, with blue eyes. But he seemed cold and distant. If he were that cold out of the sack, she couldn't see how he would be much fun in the sack.
Unless, of course, he was…
Mean?
Did he take that little wife of his and make her commit humiliating acts on him? Hmmm, what would she consider humiliating? Forced to lick his boots, or chew on his asshole while he jerked off on her face?
Sharon shivered with new desire, trying to think of one thing she would consider humiliating. For the life of her, she couldn't come up with one thing she wouldn't do.
"Christ, I'm starving for cock," she gasped, again thinking of the man next door. "Goddamn you… I want it!"
This wasn't normal, she thought. Pretending it was that bastard next door, and not her husband. Sure, she had fantasized, but she was always aware that it was Ron with her. Now, however, she had to keep looking down, and when she saw Ron's brown hair, instead of a shock of corn-colored hair, she felt her mind explode.
"Fuck me, stud!" she demanded. "Goddamn you! I can't take this!"
Ron had never seen her react so violently before. It was almost as if she were angry. He lifted his face and looked into her eyes. Her expression was vacant, her eyes vampire-like.
"Sharon?" he said quickly. "You ox?" Like a cat pouncing, she threw herself forward, digging her nails into the taut muscles of his chest. With strength that surprised them both, she pushed him to his back and quickly straddled his middle.
"Have to have it," she cried out, grabbing his prick with both hands and shoving it deeply into her cunt. As it spread her aching cunt opening, she gave another scream. "Ohhhhh! Fuckkkkk!"
"Jesus… God," Ron said, his eyes widening. He couldn't believe it had happened. One moment he was licking happily away on her hot pussy; the next, it was wrapped around his cock! And was it wrapped hard! Like in a vise!
"Ohhhh, yes!" Sharon cried out, freezing for a moment as her climax peaked. "All the way. Fuck me to death… screw me you prick!"
Within a matter of seconds, however, her husband was caught up in her rapture. He buried his face between her breasts and licked his tongue back and forth. At the same time, he began punching his hips up and down savagely, ramming his cock in and out of her exploding cunt.
"Take it, you cum-licking whore," he growled, feeling his balls tighten with a fresh load of cum. "All the fucking way up to your brains!"
Sharon wrapped her arms around his neck and began working with him. Each time he thrust upward, she pounded her ass downward, sucking every inch of his rock-hard prick into her pussy.
"Yes, yes, yes," she groaned over and over, each time his cock shaft pierced her guts.
She turned her head to one side and looked toward the window, toward their neighbor's house. Was that blond giant over there right now, she wondered, pounding the shit out of his wife? Was his big cock jabbing her like this? Was it squeezing deeply inside her boiling pussy, searching around like a snake?
"Ohhhhhh!" she screamed, experiencing a thundering wave of pleasure so intense it almost knocked the breath out of her.
"Holy fucking God," Ron grunted. Her pussy locked so hard around his prick his cumload was actually yanked from his balls! And the release was almost painful. He bit into the soft flesh of her tits. "God, baby, take it all in and fuck it."
It seemed like a delicious eternity as his fuck juices steamed into her insides, etching her quivering membranes. And even when he stopped fucking her and lay still, his breath warm and wet against her tits, Sharon's pussy jerked with pleasure.
"Wow! What got into you?" Ron asked a few moments later.
"Mmmmmm, your big cock," Sharon answered, her eyes still on the window. "And I want it to stay in my cunt all night long."
"No problem," her husband laughed. "Now just lie back and I'll show you what I do best."
While he fucked her slowly, rhythmically, Sharon's mind seemed to be locked on one thing. And until she found out about the guy next door, she knew she wouldn't ever rest easy.
Before darkness surrounded her, she again saw him, the way she wanted him to be mean and cruel, and fucking her roughly as if his cock were an instrument of torture.