6:30 a.m…
Carol Bristol slowly opened her dark-lashed eyes, a frown slightly distorting her beautiful features as she fumbled sleepily to turn off the loudly buzzing alarm clock beside the bed. Silencing the insistent noise of the electronic siren, she rolled onto one side and looked at her husband, still sleeping away peacefully beside her.
For a moment she just quietly looked at him, enjoying the sight of him beside her in bed, even after close to twenty-five years of marriage. Looking at him like this in the morning always brought home to her how wonderful those years had been, as well as how much he, and she, were still so much in love as they had been when first married.
Although now in his late 40's, Ken was still a rugged 200 pounds and a towering six foot one. Carol raised one hand to tousle his hair-still dark if a bit thinning along the temples. He grinned in his sleep at her touch and rolled over onto his back.
Carol pulled back the silken sheets which covered them both, slowly slipping it down to expose Ken's body to her from the waist up. She smiled lustfully as he shifted and turned again, the muscles of his broad shoulders and arms rippling slightly with the movement, and she slid the palm of one hand over the sculptured layers of muscle on his chest and stomach.
Ken had always been good to her, as a husband and a provider, a partner and a support. After the long happy years of their marriage she had much to be thankful for in having found such a man to be her life's partner. But at times like this, fresh from a night's sleep and with the heady musk of his nude body filling her nostrils, Carol's thoughts were only on the incredible physical relationship the couple had developed.
He was always sensitive to her own wants and needs, always somehow reacting to her sensual desires even before she herself knew them. He would play for hours with her super-sensitive breasts, rolling her turgid nipples in his fingers, kissing and licking the firm flesh, telling her in a soft whisper how much he loved her.
As she let her one hand trail over her husband's chest, Carol moved her other to stroke at her own nude breasts. She was close to 42 years old herself now, but even after so long, and two children, she had worked hard to maintain the knockout body that had first caught Ken's eye over two dozen years before. Her eye-popping 41-24-36 body was still as taut and sleek as ever. She recalled how, on her last birthday, Ken had joked that she was only one year away from her age finally surpassing her bust size.
She closed her hand over one thrusting tit now, sinking her own fingers into the sensitive flesh just as Ken had so many times, remembering the feel of his hand, his lips and tongue on her hot breasts. A hot shiver ran down her spine as she remembered even more erotic play, when he had laid his massive, throbbing cock between the monumental mounds of her female flesh. Tit-fucking was almost as exciting for her as the more standard variations of fucking and sucking, her huge breasts almost as sensitive to sexual stimulation as her clit.
But, oh, his fucking too! Ken had been first to awaken her own fabulous sexual appetites, and had been taking her to new peaks ever since. His cock was thick and heavy when aroused, a massive shaft of male meat that stayed hard and pleasure-giving even after he had expelled his burning jiz several times. He fucked her with it hard and often, although if they both had their way the horny couple might have spent their entire marriage in each other's arms in bed, happily fucking and sucking away.
Just thinking about it all was enough to make Carol's lush body tingle and her hot pussy to start to cream. She slid down lower on the warm sheets and wiggled closer to her sleeping husband, mashing her huge tits into one of his muscular arms, sighing slightly at the tickling sensation of the light hairs on his arm, stroking gently across her aroused nipple. The previous night had been like virtually every night of their marriage-one long, glorious bout of lovemaking. But Carol was hungry for more now.
Sliding her hand down from his chest and over his stomach, she pulled the sheet even lower, uncovering his hips and bringing his cock into view. It lay thick and flaccid across one thigh, flipped on its back so that the massive vein along the bottom, even in this limp state, stood out like a steel cable, ready in an instant to support the full pulsing power of erection.
Releasing the sheet she slid the tip of one finger gently up and down that fat vein, lovingly stroking the entire length of his cock. The action resulted in both a moaning sigh of pleasure from her still sleeping husband, and a slow stirring movement in his heavy prod. As it grew longer, thicker and heavier, she added a second finger, then a third, to her loving massage. Then finally she wrapped her entire hand around the thick length of cock, helping it to rise to full bursting hardness with strong jerks and strokes of her talented hand.
Pulling her hand back for a moment the wanton wife let her eyes fill with the image of Ken's cock, the long dark shaft streaked with pulsating veins, visibly throbbing just below the surface of the tightly stretched skin.
Without even stopping to think about it she found herself leaning over his loins, her heavy tits dragging across his belly, and her pink tongue lashing out lovingly over the swollen crown of his prick. She licked at it greedily, savoring the hint of spicy flavor that came from the remains of their previous nights bout of fucking.
Carol loved her husband's cock. Hell, she loved any cock that could bring her the pleasure her constantly aroused body needed, but she reserved a special feeling of lustful yearning for Ken's prick. She loved to fondle and kiss and suck it, loved the feel of its powerful pulsing length in her hand. And she loved the raw masculine taste of it when she slurped it deep into her wet mouth. Sometimes she just liked to suck and play with it, like a child with a new toy, while Ken groaned and sighed in pleasure, lying back to let her do all the work. But to Carol sucking cock was never work, but just another means of lovemaking that she found exciting.
Over the years they had been together Carol and Ken had explored many forms of love, some that others might even have considered to be bizarre, but that to the hot couple were just more ways of expressing their feelings for each other in body and soul. And that was what Carol loved most about her husband. The way he was always open to new ideas and sexual experiences, and how he understood her own seemingly endless sexual needs. Unlike some men and women there was no confusion between the two lifetime lovers about the differences of love and sex. Carol knew of Ken's various ladies over the years, just as he was well aware of her own long line of male lovers. But there was no cheating, no sneaking round behind each other's backs. If either found a sexual partner that excited them, they pursued and enjoyed that excitement. Then later they shared the stories, adding spice to their own love life. For they had found the, while they could enjoy sex with a wide variety of partners, they could feel true love only for each other.
But for now, it was the lustful side of Carol's nature that was in control as she crouched at her sleeping husband's side, her long legs pulled up beneath her, leaning over his hips and opening her mouth wide to take in still more of his cock. Lowering her head, she let the stiff cock slide into her mouth, but keeping her pouting lips open around its meaty girth. She puffed gently through her mouth, bathing the whole length of his cock with her warm breath, while sending her tongue lashing around it, thoroughly soaking his prick with her glistening saliva-literally drooling in her cock-hunger!
Ken's prick tasted musky, and Carol shivered with an erotic shock as she realized she was tasting some of her own pussy secretions on the shaft. The thought got her pussy creaming still more, and she put more energy into her sucking as she closed her lips tightly around his monster shaft and began to bob her head up and down. Sucking his cock after a heavy bout of fucking was almost like sucking her own pussy. And for the debauched wife-who had had her more than fair share of female lovers as well as male-the thought made the act still that much more thrilling.
"Ooommmmm," Ken moaned quietly, his eyes now fluttering open slightly as the lovely sensations of lust began to burn into his brain as well as his balls. Lifting his head slightly from the pillow he looked down and grinned at the sight of his beautiful wife hungrily sucking on his cock, her hands, lips and tongue all working together skillfully to bring him to a pitch of arousal.
"You're the best alarm clock a man could ever ask for, my love," he grinned, raising one hand to curl it into the luxurious mass of her long blonde hair, a gentle guide as she moved up and down on his cock.
Carol grinned around her hot mouthful of prick, but didn't stop. Instead, now that Ken was fully awake, she began to suck even more hungrily, her cheeks hollowing and then puffing out again as she pumped her head up and down. With each downward thrust she worked her lips lower and lower until the throbbing crown of his cock nudged at the back of her mouth, threatening to start her gagging. Then she would move slowly back upwards, her pliant lips tight around the shaft, her tongue lashing back and forth like a perverted pink snake along the sensitive vein on the underside.
Ken groaned louder now, and put one arm behind his head, pushing the pillow up to prop his head higher so he could watch his own private peep show as his beautiful, lascivious wife sucked him with all the eagerness and abandon of the best French hooker in love with her life's work. He let his eyes roam over her body for a moment as she sat crossed legged now at his hips, bending over to lap and slurp lovingly on his prod. Her heavy tits hung down full and firm, the nipples thrusting out in arousal, and digging gently into his thigh with each downward thrust of her face. Her long blonde hair was in wild disarray from a night of tossing in her sleep, and as the morning sun broke in through the window across the room it seemed to glow like a halo about her head. Ken watched as she sucked him, the room filled with the loud smacks and sighs of her own joy at eating his cock, her soft lips stretched wide in an "o" of lust around the thickness of his jerking shaft.
God, but she was an incredible woman, he thought happily. He still sometimes found it hard to believe that she had managed to maintain her fantastic figure after all these years, while he saw the wives of his friends-some far younger than Carol-already looking older than they were. Carol still looked like she could pass for her early thirties. But he wouldn't trade her for any younger woman. He had had a number of nubile young lovers, and felt that, if he was lucky, there would be many more such lovely beauties in the future. But, although there was a certain excitement in the uncontrolled lust of a young girl just entering her sexual life, it couldn't compare with the experience Carol brought to their bed-or wherever they happened to be when the urge to make love struck.
"Darling, that's so fine… " he sighed, closing his eyes and giving himself up to just the feeling of her incredible mouth working over his prick, her talented fingers pulling and stroking the heavy sacs of his balls. But after a few more moments, good though it felt, he suddenly knew that he wanted her in a different way this morning.
"Come here and give me a kiss, baby," he said, grasping her rolling shoulders and gently pulling her up.
Carol let his long cock slip slowly from her mouth, kissing the bright red crown with a loud smack before she stretched out next to her husband, wriggling happily into his arms. Ken hugged her tightly to him, mashing her heaving tits into his chest, while she draped one long leg over his hips and ground the golden hairs of her pussy along the underside of his now totally rigid and pulsating dong.
Their lips met hungrily, urgently, their tongues dancing and fencing together in a lewd dance of passion. Ken let his hands slide down her sloping back, tracing the curves of her spine, and then coming to rest finally on the lush rounded mounds of her thrusting ass cheeks.
Ken pulled her even tighter to him, mashing the entire length of his prick between their trembling bellies, thrilling to the feeling of her soft pubic hairs stroking and tickling along its vein. Carol returned the pressure of his grasp, shifting her shoulders slightly up and down to move her heavenly breasts in small circles on his chest, digging her nipples into his skin. And all the time they continued to lap and suck at each other's mouths.
Then Ken grasped both her buttocks firmly and began to knead and work the pliant flesh, spreading her cheeks and letting the tip of one middle finger begin to stroke up and down the slightly moist stretch of skin that led to her tiny asshole. Carol knew from his touch what he was leading up to. The night before, as he had licked her pussy out in preparation for what seemed now in hazy recollection like hours of heavy fucking, his tongue had strayed lower more than once to stab gently but urgently at the puckered pink rim of her anus. Although it was not an everyday thing, Ken had a real taste for ass-fucking, a taste which Carol shared. For the hot woman, being ass-fucked was almost as much of a turn-on as having a thick cock rammed up her pussy, or a spurting prick erupting in her mouth.
"Ooooh, baby, yeahhh," she sighed into his mouth, grinding her hips in a gentle motion that both set up a sensual massage along his prick, and kept her buttocks thrust backwards to welcome his caressing fingers. Then suddenly Ken thrust his fingertip past the first joint into her asshole's moist warmth.
"Oohh!" Carol cried out in surprise and erotic joy.
"You like that, doll?" Ken grinned, staring at her gorgeous face, her eyes shut, head back slightly and mouth pulled into a silent "O" of pleasure as her husband moved his finger deeper inside her, stroking the sensitive walls of her rectum as he delved deeper. Her hips jerked about involuntarily-not in an effort to escape his probing finger, but in an effort to take in still more.
"Aaaaahhhh, oh! OH!" she murmured and sobbed happily, rolling her lush hips and grinding her fanny hard against the palm of his hand. Her butthole closed tightly around his finger, and the friction set up by his finger as he stroked in and out was heating her desire beyond the melting point. Dropping her head forward Carol bit into his shoulder to keep from crying out at the bizarre pleasure. Spreading her legs wider to stretch her butt cheeks and make his entrance still easier, she managed to spread the flowering lips of her now juicing pussy wider as well, and the long shaft of his cock fit neatly into this nether mouth, so that his next humping motion forward sent the hard shaft stroking over her around clitoris.
"Oooohhhhh! Oooh, darling!!! Yesssss!!" Carol squealed in unbridled passion, her whole body glowing with the warmth of the multiple sensual assaults. "Give it to me, Ken!! Oh, please, I need your cock!! Fuck me up the ass, darling!"
Her turned-on husband grinned wide and planted a final wet, smacking kiss on her lips, then pulled his finger from her tightly clenching sphincter with an audible pop.
"Roll over," his voice rumbled deep in his throat, the throbbing urgency of his erection, and the bright need he saw in Carol's dark green eyes, combined to make him hungry for release, to give to his moaning wife what they both wanted to have so much.
Quickly moving up to her hands and knees on the bed, Carol dropped her head to lean her weight on her elbows and lower arms, her massive tits bunched up beneath her body. Her hard nipples were pushed into the cool silkiness of the sheets, sending fresh erotic shocks throughout her lush body.
Carol always felt slightly depraved, wicked and totally erotic-whenever Ken fucked her from behind, in either her hot pussy or ass. His cock was quite thick and she knew the first penetration up her anal channel would be almost painfully tight. But in her mind she emphasized the "almost" of that thought, since after taking both his cock, and that of many other well lovers up her nether channel, Carol well knew the incredible pleasures such an act would bring her as well.
Ken settled in between his wife's spread legs, his long cock thumping onto her upturned butt cheeks as he squirmed forward into position. Grasping one smooth, lovely ass cheek in each hand he spread them apart, revealing the winking bud of her asshole. He too remembered the side trips he had taken the night before in tonguing her pussy, and now leaned forward to lap his tongue gently but firmly around, and then slightly into, that tiny pore.
"MMmmmmm, that feels so nice, honey," Carol sighed, eyes shut and a wide smile on her face as she felt Ken's warm breath washing over her butt, his tongue soft and caressing as he lapped at her rectum, moistening the opening with his spit. The wanton woman wiggled her tush back into his face as he coated her hole with his dripping saliva, then felt him spread his tongue washing further, lashing up and down the furrow between her butt cheeks, licking like a kitten washing itself. Carol giggled slightly as the roughness of his bristly early-morning beard slid over the sensitive skin of her butt.
"Oh, fuck me baby, fuck me!" she cooed when she felt him pull his face away, and the bed creak slightly and shift under her as he moved back into a kneeling position.
She bit down slightly on her lower lip when she felt the rubbery slickness and heat of his cock crown as Ken placed it into the center of her puckered butt hole.
"Fuck me, baby!" Carol repeated with more urgency. "Let me feel your beautiful cock all the way up to my throat!"
Her lustful words burned straight into her husband's brain, as he looked down at her incredible body, ready and waiting for whatever he wanted of her. Taking a firm grip on either side of her thrusting, quivering hips he took a deep breath, then with a whisper of "Here it comes doll" from between his clenched teeth, made a powerful thrust forward with his hips and drove his cock head straight between the slightly resisting lips of her tight butthole.
"Ugh!" Carol grunted at the sudden painful stretching of her ass. But even as she felt the pain, she concentrated on relaxing the automatic clenching of her sphincter, fighting her bodies first natural inclinations to expel the invader shooting up her ass, but rather to welcome it.
"Oh! Uh! yeah-oh, shit, yeahh!" the hot blonde sobbed, her cries changing from pain to pleasure as her educated butt quickly began to respond as she wished, not only by simply allowing Ken's prick access, but by sucking at it like a nether mouth, pulling his long cock in deeper and deeper.
Leaning forward over her trembling body, Ken sent one hand sliding around the lush curve of her hip and down between her legs, searching for the top of her pouting pussy lips. His fingertips found their target, and he was rewarded with another yelp of pleasure from his wanton wife as he began to lovingly stroke her clitoris into burning life. He rolled it around with the tip of his index finger, coaxing it even further from its sheltering hood, bringing her clit into full blazing arousal to match his own.
As he played with her pussy he began to work his cock in and out of her now comfortable tight butt channel, spreading the walls of her rectum and then letting them collapse again with each stroke. The strange butt-fucking sensations worked through Carol's whole body, not only causing a new creaming burst in her cunt, but a strange and excitingly bizarre sensation in the pit of her stomach as his tight fitting cock set up a suction action all through her bowels. The creamy goo of his own pre-seminal juices oozing from his cocktip mixed with the saliva he had applied earlier up her channel to sooth the passage, lubricating her and easing the hot strokes of his meaty prod.
"My God, you're tight baby," Ken sighed as he reamed away at his wife's ass. "So good and tight!" He humped and reamed her butt, almost afraid he would go out of his mind with the sheer sensual pleasure of her slick hot rectum clasping his throbbing prick so smoothly.
When Carol felt the curling mat of his pubic hair brushing and scrubbing into the softness of her buttocks she knew he had managed to get every inch of his monster shaft up her butt. With him buried to the hilt in the buttery smoothness of her nether channel, the last vestige of pain was completely gone, having been washed away completely by waves of depraved sexual bliss. The hard breathing woman could feel her husband's heavy balls bumping into the back of her thighs, his fucking motions setting the hanging bag of his testicles swaying wildly about.
After a few more gut-wrenching strokes of his prick, Carol turned her cheek to the pillow and lowered her weight unto her shoulders, shoving her ass still higher into the air and changing the angle that Ken was reaming into her butthole. At the same time she slid one hand down to join his at her cunt, and while he pulled and stroked at her incessantly twitching clit, she shoved three of her fingers deep into the syrupy depths of her pussy. Sometimes simply the feeling of Ken's thick and powerful cock ramming up her dirt road would be enough to set Carol's climax off. But this morning she wanted to intensify that feeling as much as she could, and the combination of his prick in her butt, his hand at her clit, and her own hand pumping into her squishy pussy all served to bring her up so quickly it almost took her breath totally away. She sobbed loudly in joy, feeling almost as if she was going to have two climaxes simultaneously, butt and cunt exploding at the same time!
Ken's talented fingers, educated from years of finding out just how to touch her body to give her the most pleasure, would give her a shattering orgasm blowing from her clit. But the deep-penetrating dual action of his ever-fucking cock up her ass, coupled with her own furious finger-fucking of her cunt would be a deeper, more soul-shaking and lasting climax.
"Oh! Oh, yes, fuck me, darling!" she sobbed, biting at the sheets, her whole lush body shaking. "It's so good, so goooddddddd!! Aaaaahhhhh!"
With a spasming, shuddering explosion that started from deep in her pussy and burst outward like a tidal wave to set her entire incredible body to trembling, the depraved woman felt her first climax of the day overtake her. Wave after wave of pleasure cascaded throughout her, making every pore in her skin supersensitive, flushing her flesh a bright pink beneath her deep tan. Her cunt erupted with a steady flow of creams, and the combined motion of both their hands frothed it up into a whipped mass that dribbled slowly down her thighs. Her widely stretched asshole tightened up and it seemed as if her entire anal channel had come alive to suck Ken's cock deeper and deeper within her.
Ken felt the sudden warmth around his fingers as her pussy oozed with orgasmic lubricates, and the quick succession of spasms that traveled up his loving wife's butthole were finally enough to push him over the brink into orgasm as well.
"Take it!" he shouted, arching his back to ram with all the power he could muster into her butt. "Here it comes, Baby!" Oh, damn yeahh! His cock exploded deep within her, his balls seeming to have spent the night redoubling his load of steamy jiz, as a gushing torrent of thick white cum pumped out of his lurching prick. Gob after steamy gob of his seed shot up her ass, the jets powerful enough that it seemed his jizz would carry all the way up to her stomach.
As the throes of his climax gripped every muscle in his body, Ken jerked upward with his hand on Carol's pussy to hold her tighter to his pulsing prick, and the sudden pressure of his hand once again on her already almost over-stimulated clit sent a second Shockwave of pleasure through her trembling body.
"Yes!! Oh, darling, come inside me! I can feel it!!" Carol squealed in wicked enjoyment as she felt her husband empty his hot jizz into her butt. The final spasm of joy his hand on her clit gave her proved to be the last straw to her nervous system, as her quivering muscles all seemed to grow lax and she collapsed face forward onto the bed. Ken had already shot his final blob of cum, and as she slid away from beneath him his cock slid out of her rectum, a long, sticky strand of goo connecting the bright red crown of his shaft to her puckered asshole for a moment before it grew too thin and broke, leaving a streamer of jizz across one of her upthrust buttocks.
Ken collapsed on top of his wife, nestling his slowly wilting cock in the now wet and sticky crack of her ass, his hands stroking almost unconsciously, lovingly, across the flushed skin of her sides and back.
The loving couple lay together quietly for a few moments, listening to the sound of their own heavy breathing and rapidly beating hearts, until Ken glanced up at the clock.
"Oh, hell!" he growled, dragging himself out of the bed after planting a final wet kiss on Carol's shoulder. "I'm going to be late again!" As he headed for the bathroom Carol rolled weakly over onto her back, her magnificent breasts swaying as she gasped for air. "Why don't you just call in sick and then get back into bed?" she grinned, her eyes shining with lust.
"Babydoll, don't I wish that I could!" Ken grinned back from the doorway. "But we've pulled that one enough over the last couple of years. I have a feeling if I try it once more it'll be my ass for sure!"
"But Ken, I'm so hot," Carol said with a mock whine in her voice, pouting like a spoiled little girl, but cupping the rich bounty of her huge tits and arching her back to offer her whole lush body to his view.
Ken felt a renewed stirring in his loins, sweat breaking out all over his body once again at the sight of his luscious wife writhing about so seductively on the bed, so ready and eager for him again.
"Honey, you wouldn't believe how much I want to," he said through lips suddenly dry. "But there really is no way, at least for a while. Looks like this is just going to have to be one of those mornings!" Then he quickly ducked back into the bathroom, shutting the door and hurrying into the shower before the burning desires of his body had a chance to overrule the sensibility of his mind. He turned on the cold water and stepped under the stream.
Carol grinned as she heard his scream, only slightly muffled through the closed door. Cold shower time, she laughed to herself. Well, he might be able to cool his ardor for a while that way, and for all she knew he would probably find a lovely young secretary at work to help stem the lustful tides on his lunch break. But as for her, she was already formulating her plans for the kind of day she would have, a day in which she was going to see just how many ways she could relieve the burning itch in her pussy!