Now here she was, naked on the bed and waiting for him to fuck her! Oh Jesus! His cock sprang upright and throbbed in its hardness. She was such a beautiful wet dream.
Her thick, sandy hair fluffed over the pillow and cuddled her delicate, lovely face. Her deep green eyes were begging him with an intense, inner lustful ache. Her full moist lips were parted and slightly puffy from her cock-sucking and she was panting as if she had run a hundred miles. She looked exactly like a miniature, young Ann Margaret of movie fame.
The skin on her shoulders, arms, chest, belly and legs was a milky, pinkish-cream. Her over-large, for her frame, breasts were voluptuous, moulded cones of heaven and topped with maroon areolas and wee, hard nipples. Her waist pinched in ridiculously small, then her velutinous, smothering thighs heart-shaped away and down to blend with the most beautiful, resilient legs he had ever seen.
She was a goddess, a tiny, living, breathing, perfectly proportioned fuck machine. Even her mons veneris was ravishing and commanded an aroused feeling of fuck-fever in his slightly jerking, overheated piece. Good God! Chuck squeezed his ass cheeks together and closed down on his prostate sphincter. He was thinking of and reveling in her beauty so much, he had damn near cum while just thinking about what he was going to fuck.
The squeezing worked. Only one drop of cum-jism oozed out the head of his cock, then the crisis passed. Now he would be good for an hour of fucking. He crawled on the bed beside Tru, cupped one of her warm, quivering, ungodly soft, yet firm breasts and sucked the vibrant nipple into his mouth.
Trudy moaned, grabbed the back of Chuck's head and mashed his tantalizing mouth into her craving, perspiring breast. This wasn't what she really wanted. Hank had sucked her tits, but lordy, did this ever feel good!
Trudy wanted cock in her. Her volatile, raging fuck-tube was boiling with its insistent cravings for prick. She no longer cared that she was going to be fucked by Chuck and not her husband. It was no longer a question of right or wrong, it was a question of having her sanity saved.
Chuck's searing tongue snapped her hard tit node against the roof of his mouth and tongue mashed an exquisite spark of sensuous joy ricocheting throughout her body. "Ohhh," she moaned and rocked her head back and forth against the pillow. "Fuck me!" panted from her mouth. "Put it in. Fuck me! Please!" But he didn't.
Instead Trudy felt his heated hand slide down her radiating body to her gushing cunt and one scorching finger ease into her tumultuous fuck-tunnel. "GAAAW W WDDD!" ripped from her throat as she mini-came and thrust her raging hole upward to swallow his luscious digit.
Chuck released her nipple and chuckled. "like that, do you?"
Trudy ignored him and reveled in the lascivious splendour of his plunging finger. But then he withdrew his forger!
"Say it!" Chuck ordered. "Speak to me, or I won't fuck you!"
"I love it!" Trudy cried. "Do it some more, put it back in!" Way back in her brain she hated herself for begging a man to finger-fuck her, but she couldn't help herself. He chuckled, then his marvelous, salacious finger again rubbed and wiggled, teased and taunted the erotic, impelling, glittering goodness back into her pelvis.
Chuck was having a God-awful time controlling himself. He wanted to ram his cock into this dainty, cuddling, luscious Tru in the worst way. Yet, he knew he had to satisfy her completely if he ever wanted to fuck her again. And he did want to fuck her again.
She was hot, there wasn't any doubt about that. Still, he wanted Tru so God-awful fuck-hungry so that when he did put his raging cock in her, she would never forget it. He sucked on her heated, glowing, velutinous breasts and savored the sensuous, female carnal craving that quivered so deep within the trembling, urgent globes.
As he gummed and gently pulled on her rubberish, soft nipples, he worked his finger in and out of her salivating, fervent pussy-furnace. She was moaning and writhing in lascivious pleasure. Oh he had her! He had her. To give frosting to his erotic finger-fuck cake, he tantalized his digit upwards and swept it across her aroused, lust agitated clitoris.
"OHHH GAAWWDD!" tore from her throat, and her searing hot, cum-slippery pussy fuck bumped ravenously against his finger for more.
"Here!" He took Tru's hand and placed it down on his iron-hard, straining cock. "Do you like that?"
"Ohhh God, yes! Yes!" Her wee hot hand began to gently jack him off.
"Do you want me to fuck you now?"
"Yes! Yes! Please!"
"Will you let me fuck you again?"
"Yes! God damn it, yes! Do it. Do it!" Her singeing tiny hand was flying up sand down his prick and drawing up delicious waves of lustrous ecstasy with each pump. Oh shit. But it felt good! Oh God damn! His balls rumbled and growled, the rapturous goodness swelled his cock and turned it into a steel-hard pole of exquisite volcanic rock. He was going to cum! Oh God damn! What was Tru doing to him? He had stopped it once and drooled a pre-cum drop. He should now be good for at least an hour's worth of fucking before his nuts shook off the anaesthesia of orgasm. But he was cumming again! "STOP!" he yelled and grabbed her pumping hand as his convulsing balls split apart and shot the first load of ecstatic cum joy on its way.
Chuck squeezed his ass cheeks and pressed down on his prostate sphincter in an attempt to stop the unholy goodness from escaping his piece. The pain was both excruciatingly hurtful and tremendously rapturous. He mashed his eyes shut in the effort and the veins stuck out in his neck. He wanted to stop his cumming, yet had to relax and succumb to the erotic bliss.
"What's the matter?" Tru's voice cut through his struggle.
"Slap me," he grunted through clenched teeth. "Slap me!"
Trudy was confused. She was still deep in a luxurious, insatiable fuck-fog. All she wanted was Chuck's huge wonderful cock stuck in her craving, burning hole, and he was acting strangely. He had stopped finger-fucking the ravenous, glorious, enchantment from her cunt, so if he wanted to get slapped before he did it some more, well then! She hit him hard across the cheek with her open hand.
Chuck felt the stinging slap clear his brain and dissolve the raging cum urgency in his cock. Only two viscid drops of slippery jism oozed from his cock head. His orgasm had passed. He smiled down at the imploring passion-filled face of Tru. "Now you get fucked!" he said. "Open up those beautiful legs of yours."
Trudy wasn't herself. This wanton woman who was panting and sweating and craving another man's prick wasn't her. She, her true self, had never allowed a boy, any boy, to even touch her pussy before she married. Now this other woman, wherever she came from, and who had taken over her mind and body, was splaying her legs and actually babbling to have a cock rammed in her.
The heated, glowing knob of Chuck's prick rubbed up and down her drooling cunt, and she moaned from the sensuous elegance that cascaded from its touch. "In!" she begged. "Put it in!"
Trudy felt the marvelously hot, soft-hard, huge cock head gently ease past her craving, juicy vulvas and bore into her carnal, cock-starved cavern. "Ohhh!" she moaned as the splendid, glorious, scorching rod stretched and penetrated further than she had ever known.
Chuck's lascivious, enchanting horn was thicker and longer than Hank's. It spread the virginal, labyrinth muscles of her fuck-burrow and reached new, unassaulted territory. Trudy knew she was going to die! The further it pressed into her tight, velvet soft, slippery fuck-throat, the more ecstatically lustful it felt. "Oh God! God!" She rocked her head, eyes closed, and reveled in the splendid, sensuous surrender.
Still, way back in her brain, she half expected Chuck to cry out in ecstasy and his cock belch forth jets of cum. It had always happened with Hank. The longest he had ever lasted was to be in her balls-deep. But, as soon as their pelvises met in complete unison, he had shot off. Chuck's pelvis touched, pressed, then ground into hers. And, and! He didn't go off! Oh, God love you! Chuck's huge cock was buried in her craving cunt and sparking waves of unbelievable bliss throughout her body. Trudy flung her quivering legs over his radiating ass and offered her cunt for his doing. "Fuck me!" she moaned. "Oh, fuck me!"