And she knew her husband was sucking her juices out of her cunt like mad.
She squeezed her thighs tight around his head and pushed her cunt cup up against his lips and luxuriated in the sudden swell of his tongue in her snatch. It was a heady feeling.
“Oooh, oh, oh, I’m comming, commmming,” she wailed and thrashed her feet up and down while Bob sucked and tongue fucked her hot twat. She loved it. She loved the feel of his tongue in her snatch and thought it was wonderful and half dissolved in a flash of white heat and sexual exuberance.
But Bob wasn’t anywhere near done.
His hot tongue skittered down from her cunt hole as he raised his wife’s knees so they draped gracefully over his shoulders. And his tongue didn’t stop until it was resting right on the opening of her tight, little asshole ring.
Bob Preston hadn’t lied. He was turned on just thinking about his wife’s butthole. And when he had a chance to shove his tongue into her little he took it. There was a certain satisfaction in feeling the circular ring squeezing his tongue and then letting it in. The taste wasn’t anything to write home about, but he really enjoyed the frantic excitement that Linda incurred while he was turning her on this, way. And, though he didn’t want to admit it, part of the fun was the way his wife always objected that it was “dirty” and that she didn’t want to do it that way anymore.
She loved it. From the very first time he had stuck his tongue up her shivering asshole, Linda had been ecstatic about getting it in the ass-just like she was now!
Her legs tightened alongside his head. Bob Preston didn’t mind. He liked the way her warm thighs pressed against the side of his head. He was also engulfed by the warm smell of her cum oozing cunt.
His tongue licked faster and faster at Linda’s asshole. He swabbed between her asscheeks, causing her crotch to twist and turn as she experienced an unscratchable itch where his tongue had been.
Then, when he judged she was ready, Bob Preston shifted her legs so her ankles were around his neck and then he was driving his hot cock deep into her gaping asshole.
Linda screamed deep, in her throat. She hadn’t been expecting what happened. It was a double shock.
The first shock was just having Bob slide his big cock against the entrance of her pulsating asshole. The second was when he drove it all the way in in one hard thrust, swelling her insides until she was filled to overflowing with cock meat.
It hurt and felt tremendously good at the same time. She had never gotten used to the initial penetration, the feel of his cock tearing the outside of her asshole open with one solid thrust. But once inside, it felt absolutely great.
Linda groaned with pleasure.
“Show me,” she said, “show me how you love my asshole better than Annie’s, you daughter fucking asshole bandit.”
Bob Preston was ready and willing to do just as his wife asked. His cock was baking in her asshole at a fevered heat. He almost couldn’t stand the acute sensations running through his body. They were all he could bear and he knew it. When he started playing with his wife’s butt, he’d been thinking about his daughter’s asshole. But no longer. All he was concerned with was the tight, sweaty feeling of her asshole rim sliding up and down his boiling cock flesh.
Bob Preston grunted and heaved against his wife’s rear, his bathrobe flopping like wings against her body as they fucked in a fury of orgiastic pleasure. Her asshole sucked on his cock just the way her cunt did. It was like sinking his pecker into a bowl of hot mush and fighting steaming quicksand to get it back.
He rotated his hips and twisted his cock furiously in her rear.
Linda heaved and bucked in response. She loved that particular motion. It seemed he was twisting her wide open like a corkscrew and yet every movement was an expression of ecstasy. In a way, it was pure pleasure. She was so excited inside she wanted to shit and come at the same time. But she was so full of pleasure, she could do neither.
All Linda Preston could do was wait for her husband to finish fucking her, to fill her with the forbidden ecstasy that she knew was wrong. And that she waited patiently for, because every moment she waited was filled with overwhelming sensations of unbearable joy.
Furiously, Bob Preston drove his jack hammering cock in and out of his wife’s ass. Her asshole rim sucked at it and tried to stretch it so it would go in deeper and longer. The rim of his cock was pulsating with wild feeling. He knew he couldn’t go on much longer.
Linda heaved her butt up in wild feeling, jamming it up around her husband’s cock until she felt the soft cushion of his balls at the edge of her asshole.
She was filled with throbbing cock. It filled the length of her asshole, it seemed like. And she loved it.
At the same time, Bob had driven down and the sudden shock of sheathing his cock deeper in her butt than it had ever gone before was transmitted through his whole body.
He groaned and then his body quivered desperately as his balls squeezed out a dry, sporadic squirt of come. It sprayed the insides of Linda’s butthole and was the hot match that touched off her own sexual explosion.
She lay back, her legs resting on her husband’s shoulders, his cock jammed up her asshole, and unconsciously did the same thing she had seen her daughter do earlier-frigged her finger in and out of her hot, wet cunt.
At the same time she enjoyed the explosion in her bowels. The come that exploded against the inside of her asshole like hot hail was the thing she’d been waiting for, needed to reach her own soul-shattering orgasm. Her hips heaved and her legs, supporting her husband’s weight trembled as she let him fill her rectum with his hot sperm.
She kissed him then. Her lips sealed his hot lips with passion that threatened to burn him. Her tongue in his mouth was like a cock fucking him.
And her husband didn’t mind. He swallowed her saliva and sucked her cock and pumped his sticky white goo into her butt until he was totally exhausted and his soft stick came out and rubbed against her asscheeks. Then he finally rolled off.
“Did you like it?” Linda asked contritely.
“I loved it!” Bob Preston protested vehemently. He had to. There was no other answer possible.
And he had loved it even if it sucked his balls dry and left him with sucked dry balls and no energy. He thought about his daughter’s hot ass and his pecker stirred. But just a little.
Linda noticed though. She pressed against him and ran her hand down his body and captured his slimy fuck stick.
“If you loved it so much,” she whispered, “let’s do it again. I’m ready whenever you are.”
Silently, Bob Preston groaned. He was all fucked out. But how could he explain that to his wife without bringing up their daughter and what he did with her.
“Later,” he said. “I’ve got to recharge my batteries.”
“I understand, darling,” his wife said. She ran her hand down from his nipples to his flaccid cock and then back up again in an attempt to stir passion in his battered body. “We’ll lay here and talk a while and I’m sure you’ll get ready to do it again. We’ll talk sexy!”
Bob Preston stifled a groan. He wasn’t sure, but he thought there was a hint of threat in his wife’s voice. And he was very sure that just talking sexy wasn’t going to put anything back in his totally depleted balls!!
CHAPTER 14
‘After Daddy fucked me in the ass, dear diary, everything seemed to change.
Gee, it was just like a prison camp. I couldn’t go anywhere or do anything. If I wanted to go to the store, Mommy or Daddy went with me. And around the house, I was never alone with Daddy at all.
Mommy was always right there and I couldn‘t even accidentally get my hand on his big thing in his pants.
I heard Mommy say they were raising a little nymphomaniac. Whatever that is.