"I missed you," Mike said.
They were undressing for bed after an evening out celebrating his return from the downstate selling trip. He could feel the effects of the liquor on his speech. He was unsteady on his feet. Still, it wasn't bad enough to prevent finishing off the evening with a round of solid fucking. He hadn't been near Joanna in twelve days and it was time. He could feel the tension in his balls. After ten years of marriage, she still turned him on. She was still something to, look at. Stretching out on the bed, he turned to watch her finish undressing. Her panties were coming down and he feasted his eyes on the contours of her luscious ass. He pictured the crinkled rosebud of her sweet little asshole. He'd often thought of giving it to her there, but he was sure she'd refuse – Joanna somehow didn't seem like the type of woman to take it up the ass. She was much too reserved, much too quiet. Sometimes he wondered how many of the orgasms she had were faked. He thought of her ass again and felt a slow throbbing in his dock.
"I missed you, too," Joanna said. She pushed her feet into a pair of slippers, lifted her nightgown and let it settle about her body.
"Enough to take the nightgown off?" He was almost sorry he'd said it. The liquor had tired him out and he had to get up early in the morning. Maybe he just wasn't as young as he thought he was.
Joanna gazed with lidded eyes at his soft cock. "You don't look too interested," she said.
He chuckled. He yawned. "The spirit's willing, but the flesh is weak," he said.
"It's been a long time," she said.
"Yeah, I know," he said. Her gaze fixed on his sluggish cock, Joanna licked her lips. "Do you want me to try?"
He felt his asshole pucker. "Be my guest, honey.
Removing her nightgown, she sat down on the edge of the bed. Her nipples were hard and crinkled. Mike chuckled and drew her to him. He squeezed her tits with both hands. "You're hot for it, aren't you?"
"Do you mind?" She purred under his hands. She lingered the soft tube of his cock. "He's getting some life in him," she said.
She gave him a coy look. She dropped her head and sucked his cock into her mouth. She massaged his fuckmeat with her tongue and lips.
"Oh, yeah!" he groaned. "That's nice, baby!"
He was always thrilled when she went down on him. She was good at it tonight. She curled her tongue to provide a hot, juicy channel for his cock. Her lips were fluttery and wet, stripping and teasing his cockhead and the underside of his shaft.
"Good, lover?" She looked up at him from his cock, her eyes lewd and sparkling, her lips curved in a taunting leer. "Am I getting you there?"
He thrilled at the sight of her lovely face bisected by the now rigid shaft of his cock. Her eyes gleamed. Her red lips slurped wetly. Her restless tongue teased and probed, swirling over his cockhead. He grunted when she pushed the tip of her tongue into the slit. As her fist gripped his throbbing meat, she licked the juice put of the hole.
Without any, warning, she began pistoning her mouth up and down his shaft. Her teeth scraped on the upstroke. She seemed determined to take his load down her throat. He groaned and waited for the culmination.
But then her rhythm slowed. With a muffled giggle, she climbed over his body, straddled him facing his feet, and lowered her gaping cunt toward his mouth.
"Do me!" she gurgled.
He moved his hands up to clutch her hips. He pulled her dripping gash down to his face. The musky, female smell covered him completely. Stiffening his tongue, he probed her cunt and massaged her quivering clit with a rapid vibrating motion.
"That's good!" she hissed. "That's the way, lover!"
She sucked his cock more vigorously. She swiveled her hips and mashed her juice drenched cunt onto his face. His tongue pushed deep into her cunt-hole and his nose rubbed her clit. Grinding her cunt on his mouth, she came with a series of groans and whimpers.
After the last spasm, she pulled away from him and turned around to sit on his stomach. She cupped a heavy tit in each hand and pinched her long nipples.
"You could suck these awhile," she said. "You used to like to do that."
He groaned. "I'm really bushed, honey. Let's just fuck and go to sleep."
She looked down at him a long moment. Her face was impassive. "Of course, lover. Whatever you want."
Shifting her body back, she gripped his cock. Holding it firmly, she lowered her hips over the massive shaft. His cockhead slid smoothly into the steaming channel of her cunt. She began rocking back and forth, fucking his cock with a steady rhythm. He won gripped her swinging tits with his hands, bucked up his hips, and shot his load with a deep grunt. She went off to the bathroom to wash. By the time she returned, he was fast asleep.
Her mind fogged with a combination of alcohol and lust, Joanna stared down at her snaring husband. Moving as quietly as possible, she removed a pair of shorts and tank top out of a drawer. Turning off the bedroom light, she slipped out of the room. It's wrong, she thought, but I can't help it I can't help it at all.
Thirty minutes later, Joanna was in Roy Price's apartment. He had her kneeling on his bed, her head and shoulders down and her ass raised up in the air. She mewled when he bent and kissed her ass. He fondled the smooth flesh with his hands. He spread the cheeks and ran his fingers down the crack.
"Gorgeous ass," he said. "You've got hair around your asshole, did you know that?"
Joanna shivered in response. She waited for his cock. He slid his hands under her belly and pulled her up and back. Then she felt his body press against hers, the hair on his chest scratching her back. The heat of his crotch covered her ass. His cock probed between her legs. His hands moved down from her belly and pulled apart her hairy cuntlips. His cockhead hovered at the entrance. He finally positioned the knob in the socket of her cunt-mouth and pushed in with a long, smooth stroke.
Joanna groaned. She pressed her face into the bedspread to muffle her cry of delight. His hot cock plunged into her steaming cunt all the way to his balls. The walls of her pussy quivered and clutched at his rampant fuckmeat.
He pressed his body full length against hers. His hands moved up to cup her hanging tits. He squeezed them in rhythm to the thrusting of his cock. His crotch rubbed against the smooth skin of her ass. She could feel his balls slapping against her thighs each time he plunged forward.
"Christ, you've got a tight cunt!" he groaned. He screwed his cock in and out with obvious delight, rotating his hips to get the full feel of her juicy hole.
She could feel his cock swelling. Her cunt was so wet his meat made a slurping sound with each thrust in the sticky slime of her channel. She pounded her hands on the bed.
"Ooooohhh, God!" she crooned. "Fuck me! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
"Come on, baby!" he growled. "Let it go!" She bobbed her head on the bed. The end of his cock pushed forward to hit bottom inside her cunt. She gasped and readied herself for the oncoming orgasm.
A moment later, she spun over the edge. Flames licked through her body and bullets of exploding passion went off all through her belly. The heat of the orgasm spread down her thighs and legs. She groaned and wailed. A shudder vibrated her belly when she realized he was still hard. His shaft was like an iron bar inside her tunnel. He was holding back his load of jism.
"Come in me!" she moaned. "Let me have it!"
Price chuckled. His cock was drowning in the hot cuntjuice pouring out of her hole. She had a lovely, tight cunt and he wanted to take his time. He liked to stay in control while a woman came under his cock. She was panting like a bitch in heat and he knew he had her. He held on to her thrashing body as she shuddered through another orgasm. Grinning down at her ass, he shoved his cock deep inside the hot grip of her clenching cunt.
"Oh, shit!" Joanna cried. "I'm coming again! Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck my cunt!"
A load of cuntjuice gushed out of her pussy and drenched his balls.
"Well, that looks like fun!" a voice said.
Her mouth gaping with disbelief and shock, Joanna turned and saw a man with a dark moustache and a wide grin on his face.
"Joanna meet Alex," Roy said. "I invited Alex to join the party." He barely slowed the stroking of his cock in her cunt. "She's got the hottest pussy in town," Roy said.
"Don't let me interrupt you," Alex said. "I'll just sit over here and watch."
He moved to a chair and settled into it. Winking at Joanna, he began taking off his clothes. She was soon staring at a long cock dangling over a huge pair of balls. She felt a blush heat her face.
"Jesus, what a fuck!" Roy hissed. His breath came in short bursts. Alex grinned. His cock twitched and began coming to life. "Her cunt's like a barrel of hot butter," Roy said. He bent his body double and rammed his cock deep into the brimming channel.
Joanna gasped. The frenzy of the fucking wiped out all of the embarrassment and shame. Having another man watch while Roy fucked her was actually exciting.
"She sure looks good," Alex said. "You shoot a load in her yet?"
"Not yet," Roy said. "I've been dragging it out."
The lewd talk both horrified and thrilled Joanna. They were treating her like some domestic animal. They way they were talking, Roy could have been fucking a pig on a farm. She sobbed and buried her face in the covers.
Roy suddenly pushed her forward on the bed, pulled out his cock, and turned her over on her back. He quickly moved between her legs. She looked down at the swollen cock spearing towards her gaping cunt. She groaned and spread her legs wider, waiting for the plunge of the fat cockhead. A moment later, the knob pushed between the hairy flaps of her cunt and slid smoothly into the yawning hole.
"Oh, God, yes!" she cried. "It feels wonderful!"
Her cunt was wet and hungry. She wrapped her legs around his slim hips and pulled his throbbing cock into her body. The feel of his fuck-meat reaming out of her quivering channel was delicious.
"Jesus, look at her go!" Roy said. "She's all cunt!"
"Hell, I've got to have some of that!" Alex said. "Roll over and let me at her asshole!"
Roy grunted and flattened his body along Joanna's. He rolled them both sideways. His gloriously hard cock stayed right up inside her hot cunt. She clamped her thighs tightly around him and fucked at him with her pelvis.
"I'm so hot!" she moaned.
"That's the way," Roy said. "Just relax, baby. Old Alex will shove it up your asshole and we'll blast you from both ends."
She mewled in protest. "You'll kill me!" she whimpered.
Roy chuckled. "Just relax, honey. You'll come like you've never come before, I promise." He moved a hand up to work at her tit, cupping and fondling it between their bodies.
She was oblivious of everything but the stroking cock inside her cunt. He held her body close to keep his shaft firmly in her sheath. Each plunge scraped his cock-hair across her clit and set off explosions inside her quivering pussy. She felt the other man behind her, positioning her legs where he wanted them, touching and prying at the cheeks of her ass. Then there was a sharp stab at her asshole and she sucked in her breath.
"Easy, baby," Roy said. "Think about his lovely hot cock up your cunt. I'll hold still until Alex gets up your ass. Just relax and open up that sweet little shit-hole!"
He held her close. He mashed his mouth against hers and stifled her cry of pain. She felt Alex touch the wet tip of his cock to her asshole, push, pause, and push again. A searing pain bolted up her ass. She forced herself to concentrate and relax. Her tits felt like twin cones of fire pressing against Roy's chest.
Grunting and sweating, Alex pressed on. She had the most gorgeous ass he'd seen in years. He liked women with big, barrel-shaped asses. Roy had told him on the telephone that she was married. He wasn't surprised. He'd known more than one married woman with an urge to have her shit-hole reamed out by a cock and too bashful to ask her husband to do it. Alex was always ready to oblige. There was nothing in the world sweeter than jamming his cock into a tight little asshole. He could feel his hot, swollen cockhead easing in. The sphincter hugged and squeezed his fuck-meat.
A slow trickle of cuntjuice oozed across the head to wet it and lubricate the hot asshole for him. He poked and probed and finally slipped in. She'd had it before, but not too often. She was as tight as a virgin.
A deep groan rumbled out of Joanna's throat as the fat cock slid into her ass. She could no longer control the mounting passion that whipped at her body. The cock in her ass felt like a hot poker thrusting against the cock in her cunt. The two men began to move in a I slow, coordinated rhythm. Joanna went wild.
She felt pinned like a butterfly, powerless to move. She lay there sandwiched between the two rampant cocks. Her mind was overcome with a white heat of frenzied lust.
"Jesus Christ!" Alex groaned. "I'm so fucking hot, I can't hold it any more! Her asshole is so damned tight, it's pulling the cum right out of me!"
Roy gasped. "Okay, let's go!" They fucked frantically into her cunt and ass, smacking against her body. Their cocks pummeled her flesh like two battering rams. She quivered and convulsed. She tried to cry out, but the only sound that came out of her mouth was a gasp. She gurgled and moaned as their pounding cocks fucked her over the brink into a shuddering orgasm. They poured their hot fuck-juice into her cunt and asshole. They filled her with spurting jism until she was breathless and quaking.
"Yessss!" she cried. "I want it! Fuck me!" Keep fucking me! Yesss!"
The two men kept pumping into her body until they were completely spent. Puffing from their exertions, they pulled their wilting cocks out of her cunt-hole and asshole and left her lying on the bed. With two streams of warm sperm leaking out of her two holes, Joanna closed her eyes and moaned.