Marion rode him slowly, wanting to make it last as long as she could, yearning for his virgin cum but in no hurry to get it. The horny woman was as thrilled by the idea that it was a cherry prick stuffing her cunt as she was by the wonderful physical sensations of their coupling. As she descended, his throbbing cockhead seemed to slide right up into her belly.
Her ass churned and heaved.
She turned her pelvis from side to side, rotating as she pushed down on his cock, adding torque to the straight in and out friction. Her cunt muscles sucked on his prick as if she had a mysterious mouth inside her pussy.
Marion threw her head back, her eyes glazed, biting her full lower lip in her ecstasy.
She was fucking a virgin!
That huge, hard, hot cock that she was riding was cherry meat, and the hot, thick load he was going to squirt into her would be the first he had ever shot into a cunt. Her pussy felt parched for jism, longing for his sweet geyser. She corkscrewed down, winding her pussy onto his prick to the very roots. Her cuntlips spread open and plastered themselves to his belly at the base of his cock. Then she rose up again, twisting, churning, wringing his prick meat in her velvet vise.
Marion started to come.
Long waves of joy coursed across her belly, and electric shivers ran up her thighs.
Cunt juice foamed from her pussy and ran down his cock, soaking his balls and lathering his groin.
Marion tried to hold back, to wait for him, wanting to come when the youth shot into her, to feel his virgin cum hose her cunt as her orgasm reached the peak.
"Come," she whimpered. "Come in me… shoot all that hot, thick jism up my cunt!"
The boy seemed as inspired by her erotic words as by the pumping of her pussy. She felt his cock swell inside her, spreading her clutching fuckhole out with it. His balls ballooned.
Suddenly, he moaned with pure bliss.
Marion cried out as she felt his jism spurt deep inside her cunt, and her loins melted with him. The potent beach boy filled her pussy with his jizz, and she dissolved in her own fluid climax, pussy nectar gushing out in a foaming whirlpool.
Marion thrilled to a multiple orgasm. The boy just kept coming, spurt after spurt, pouring out even more than the massive load that he had shot in her mouth.
At long last, he stopped spurting.
Marion continued to ride him for awhile, to make sure that she had milked out every precious drop of his virgin cum, and working off her own wonderful coming to the last spasms and the final drops.
When she finally dismounted from his prick, the boy lay exhausted, an idiotic grin on his lips. Marion smiled at him. Bending down, she used her tongue to lap up their inter-mingled juices from his cock and balls. Then she sucked his prick head into her mouth and nursed on his knob until she had polished it to a luster.
That was the first time she had been fucked by a virgin, and Marion had simply adored it.
But it left her horny.
Although she'd had a wonderful orgasm, the psychological aspects of what she had done, seducing an innocent teenager, had stimulated the woman so much that she was still horny.
As she drove home from the beach, her pussy simmered and squished against the seat of the car. After returning to her home, she left her bikini on. When Jim got home from work, she was stretched out on the couch in a sexy position.
Jim took the hint.
He sat beside her and pulled the bottoms of her bikini down.
Then he went down on her.
For a moment, as his tongue probed up her cunt. Marion was frightened. She was afraid that her husband would be able to tell that her pussy was full of another man's jism. But he gave no sign of it as he tongued her out eagerly. After her initial fright faded, she thrilled to her secret knowledge that her husband, not realizing it, was sucking a boy's virgin load from her pussy.
She came twice while Jim sucked her.
Then she creamed again when he fucked her.
She didn't feel guilty at all.
Those were the only two times that Marion Tremayne had cheated on her husband, and she didn't regret them.
They hadn't been planned, they had just happened.
Nor had she planned to fuck anyone else on this holiday, but then fate had taken a hand. Marion and Jim had booked their vacation at the dude ranch together. At the last moment something had come up at the office, and Jim was not able to get away for another two or three days. It was his suggestion that his wife should go on ahead and he would join her as soon as he could.
And as soon as she arrived, she noticed Jake.
The young man had been sitting on the corral fence, wearing his tight jeans, and Marion had noticed right away how packed full of cock and balls his crotch was.
Jake fit the bill exactly.
He was young and horny, and whatever happened between them would be a casual, physical affair, without repercussions or involvement. Jake would be the third young man that Marion had fucked… and sucked, of course… since she was married.
She had been looking forward to it.
Riding out along the secluded trail, Marion had had every intention of seducing the young man – first in her mouth, then in her pussy – and she had been looking forward to the time that they stopped for a break. She was an accomplished equestrienne and had deliberately asked if she could ride bareback… because she knew that the rubbing of her crotch on a horse's back would make her hot.
But she hadn't realized that it would make the horse hot, too.
Now she did.
And having milked a load of cum out of the robust beast, Marion had temporarily lost interest in Jake.
Marion wanted more of that huge horse prick first.
CHAPTER THREE
Jake's horse, leading the way, splattered across a swift, shallow stream, its hooves clattering on the polished rocks of the bed, then scrambled up the opposite bank. The horse was a multi-colored appaloosa. Normally a docile sort of riding hack, now it was acting nervous and skittish. Jake wasn't bothered. He was a fine horseman and wasn't troubled by his mount's nervousness, but he did wonder what on earth had livened up the old brute.
Jake's horse was a gelding.
He had been gelded at an early age to make him placid as a riding hack and to behave himself, concentrating on learning to be ridden rather than having equine desires to ride a mare.
So the appaloosa had never had sex.
Neutered before he was old enough to want sex, the horse didn't even know what it was.
But he still had keen animal senses.
The horse had been aware that something very strange was happening to the stud steed behind him, something that the gelded appaloosa could not understand, but which, he sensed, was a real treat for that unaltered horse.
He didn't know what he was missing, but he sensed damned well that he was missing something.
Jake felt skittish and nervous, himself. Although he didn't know that the gorgeous woman behind him had jacked her mount off between her boots. Jake was not gelded, and his balls were full of a load of cum that needed to be emptied every bit as much as the prancing horse between Marion's clinging thighs.
His prick was sticking up in front of him just like an extra horn on his big western saddle. His erection was so firm that he could have roped a steer to it.
Did he dare hope?
He knew that older women found him attractive, and he knew that most women who rode horses were a horny bunch, but Marion was so beautiful that the young cowboy hardly dared to get his hopes up.
Still, he would give her every opportunity.
A few hundred yards after they had crossed the stream, Jake came to a secluded glade opening out from the narrow track. It was a logical place to take a break.