More hot pussy-juice squirted helplessly from her aroused cunt and trickled down her thighs. Lynn was glad Tony couldn't see it. She was ashamed of her uncontrollable arousal. She couldn't seem to stop her wicked thoughts. Yielding to impulse, she snuck her free hand under his warm rosy balls and began to massage them. They felt nice-silky and clean.
"Yeah," Tony sighed, "that's good, baby. Play with my nuts."
Lynn tightened her hand around his soft throbbing balls, not enough to hurt, but enough to make him snort with sudden pleasure. She pumped his cock faster-but not too fast. She was in no hurry to bring Tony off. She couldn't get enough of touching him.
She felt his cock twitch in her fist, felt it swelling up fat and tight, forcing her fingers farther apart. Looking down, she watched the dark-red head of his prick creeping out of her fist as his cock lengthened into full erection. A dizzy wave of longing came over her, and she felt her pussy suddenly soaked with steamy juice.
Lynn shook her head, making the dizzy spell pass. She was supposed to be a professional, not an inept horny housewife. She noticed that glistening pearls of cream were starting to bubble from the piss-slit of Tony's rosy cock-head, and she quickly smeared the stuff onto her fingers. With that hot lubrication, her pumping became even faster and slicker.
"Nice, baby," he sighed, "real nice. Don't bring me off yet, though. Take your time. Yeah, that's it. No hurry."
Lynn's fingers were trembling as she pumped his stiff slick dick in slow teasing strokes. Cream poured steadily from her aroused and aching little twat, soaking her thighs. She could no longer deny that she wanted to fuck this dark handsome man, wanted it urgently-but her conscience told her it was all wrong. She was a married woman, she loved her husband Dear, dull Bill. Oh, God, if only he'd tried to keep her interested, if only he'd brought a little novelty into their lovemaking. Then she wouldn't be creaming and panting for this stranger, powerfully tempted to break her marriage vows…
"Okay, now get up on the table," said Tony.
"What?" said Lynn. Lost in her guilty thoughts of Bill, she'd only half heard him, didn't understand what he wanted.
Fortunately Tony wasn't pissed off. He grinned and said, "Oh, yeah, I forgot-you never did this before. Well, I just want you to get up on the table, over me, and go on with what you're doing."
Lynn got the idea, and she blushed. She climbed up onto the wide massage table and straddled Tony, a knee on either side of his trim hips. Her naked exposed pussy was so close to his stiff drooling cock… Lynn was both embarrassed and aroused. Tony appreciatively eyed her big swaying tits and her neat little brown beaver as she began to pump his cock again.
Lynn avoided his grinning look. She kept her eyes down, but that wasn't much help, because then she focused on his cock. It was rampantly stiff, the dark red knob gleaming with his juice. His rosy balls were swollen up tight, hot and pulsing. She imagined that beautifully rigid cock slicing into her, filling her seething starved cunt…
At the very thought of fucking him, her horny little twat produced a flood of steamy cunt-cream, and before Lynn could do anything about it, the sticky hot stuff dripped out onto Tony's cock.
She flushed deep red and wanted to die of shame. Nothing could have revealed her wicked lust more vividly than to cream right onto his dick!
She looked up, her face scarlet, and found Tony grinning at her. He seemed really pleased.
"It's really turning you on, huh, doll?" he laughed. "Well, let's do something about it. I could really dig balling you.
Lynn swallowed hard. Her famished cunt said yes, yes, yes-but her stern conscience told her that it was wrong to cheat on her husband.
"Tony," she said shakily, "I've never been unfaithful to Bill before. I don't know If I-"
He interrupted her. She could see that he was struggling to be patient but that his good humor wouldn't last long. He was a man used to getting what he wanted, with no arguments.
"Look, baby," he said, "your husband doesn't ever have to know. Neither of us are gonna tell, right? Besides, I paid plenty for this, and I want my money s worth. Ed wouldn't be too happy if I told him you didn't do your job."
His threat convinced her. No matter what her conscience told her, she needed this job, needed the money desperately. Lynn forced herself to stop thinking about right and wrong, about the consequences. She had to do what Tony wanted.
"I'm sorry, Tony," she said meekly. "You're right. I'll do whatever you want."
"That's better," he said, grinning. "Go ahead, baby-put it in."
She couldn't stop blushing as she seized Tony's swollen creamy prick and eased the blazing hot head into the slick little mouth of her cunt. The word "adultery" rang in her mind-but the moment she felt Tony's hard fat cock-head entering her cunt, she could think of nothing else but the stunning pleasure it gave her. Oh, God, she was long overdue for this…
"Ooohh!" Lynn crooned.
"Yeah, yeah," Tony panted. "Take it, doll. Take my cock all the way..
Lynn held herself rigid and quivering over him while Tony slid his hard hot meat into her fuck-hole, taking his time, savoring her reaction. She whined and moaned helplessly as his thick cock slowly stuffed her horny little twat, and her pussy-cream boiled hotly around his rod.
"Ohhhhhh, God," she whimpered, feeling his hard hot cock-head coming to rest against her womb. Her cunt blazed with arousal, nipping and creaming all over his deep-thrust meat.
"You like it, baby?" Tony said hoarsely.
"Yesssss," Lynn whined.
He began to fuck her in hard short strokes, and Lynn simply lost all control of herself. It felt so damned good, she couldn't stifle her reactions. She grinned lewdly, grinding her steamy pussy around his jerking meat, and she creamed in shameless floods. She whimpered and squealed and gasped.
"Yeah, you like it," Tony chuckled. "You really needed it, I can tell. Your old man ain't doing his job in the sack."
Lynn didn't reply. She wasn't going to betray Bill's faults. But it was hard to think of Bill at all right now. She experienced only Tony's wonderfully stiff hot prick jabbing and sawing in her hot, wet cunt. She needed it; oh, God, how she needed it.
"Ummmmm" she walled, "yesss, Tony, yesss! it's sooo good. Do it to me, do it to meee!"
Tony grinned appreciatively. This new girl was a real turn-on, her big swollen boobs bouncing crazily, her lovely face contorted with lust. Best of all, she wasn't faking. She was really digging his fucking. No woman could fake a torrent of cunt-cream like that..
"Oh, God," Lynn whined, "I love it, Tony! Don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck meee!"
CHAPTER FIVE
The moment Tina came home from school that day, Bill began to feel uneasy. Last night was like a nightmare to his guilty mind. Had he really fooled around naked with his own daughter, frigging her into orgasm? Would the impish teenager remind him of it? He felt so terrible about it, he just wanted to forget-and he wanted Tina to forget, too.
At first it seemed as if she had. She headed straight for the kitchen, got herself a snack, and began to tell Bill about her day at school. She sounded like an adolescent-some boy had passed her a note; a teacher had almost made her stay after school; she was afraid she would flunk Spanish.
Bill listened with relief. This sounded more like his daughter. That vixen who'd climbed into the shower with him last night was not Tina. He wanted her to be like she always was, innocent and naive and girlish.
But Tina was a lot smarter than Bill thought. She knew her Dad was nervous about what had happened last night and that it would be a mistake to come on heavy with him. She must wait for the right moment, put him at ease. For Tina had no intention of forgetting the incident. She wanted to repeat it, to have more of that strange exciting play with her father..