She felts wild hate boiling up as he was fucking his hard cock in and out of her numbed twat. The way he was putting his bloated dong into her unwilling depths was almost obscene to the woman. Her numbed brain seemed strangely detached from her unfeeling body as she lay there listening to his deep animal-like grunts as he excitedly pumped his prick in and out of her unresponsive cunt.
"Come on, baby," he panted. "Get with it and show some life."
His wife didn't answer.
"Move, baby, move," he continued. "Jesus Christ, it's like fuckin' a sack of potatoes."
Barbara couldn't understand how he could be so insensitive to her feelings. Biting her lip to hold back her tears, she waited for this debasing act to end. He would eventually fill her cunt with jizz, as if she were a garbage can.
"Come on, honey," he panted. "Put some action into it."
Barbara could feel him speeding the tempo of his thrusts, and knew that he was rapidly approaching his climax. She couldn't wait for the moment it would be finished. It seemed that her husband had been humping her for hours.
"Come on! Shake your ass!" he shouted as he clutched at her shoulders, driving his prick faster and deeper into his wife's cunt. "Wake up and fuck!"
Clutching her tightly, he arched his back and began wildly pistoning his cock in and out of her slit.
"Jesus! Oh, sweet Jesus," he was panting.
"Gonna do it. Gonna come… gonna come! Oh, shit, baby, I'm gonna come!"
With his gasping voice unrecognizable in passion, his convulsing body was slamming his cock wildly into Barbara's fuck hole.
She could feel the gush of white-hot jizz exploding out of his cock-head, splattering against her cuntal walls. Trembling and jerking with excitement, Ed's big hard prick continued squirting spurt after spurt of thick fuck-cream up into her writhing guts. When the last drop had finally been emptied, he withdrew his limp tool with an obscene slurping sound and rolled onto his back. Within a matter of seconds, he was fast asleep.
Unable to sleep, Barbara went down to the kitchen for a glass of milk. Deciding to watch the late show on television, Barbara carried her milk to the den where she sprawled out in a chair after turning on the act. With her husband's slippery jizz oozing out of her slit, the woman found it difficult to concentrate on television. The dampness between her legs was a constant reminder of what had just happened between her. Staring blankly at the screen, Barbara unconsciously reached down under the hem of her short nightie and lightly scratched a slight itchiness on the outer lip of her pussy. She hadn't been aware of the action, but now staring down at her finger, she realized with a strange quivering feeling that it felt good against her pussy. Thinking about how sexually aroused she'd been just prior to the fiasco with her husband, she felt a warm glow burning deep in her loins and she involuntarily spread her legs, letting her finger probe into the soft moist flesh of her tingling cunt. When she realized what she was doin Barbara quickly pulled her finger back from the illicit contact with her pussy.
Barbara hadn't masturbated since she was a child, but wild thoughts were racing through her mind. She knew she should take her hand away and not play with herself yet the touch of her finger against her slit felt so fucking good. After the unpleasant affair with her husband, Barbara was desperate for a bit of sexual satisfaction.
Surrendering to her desires, she gently pressed her fingers against the slippery flesh of her wet open slit. Strange and wonderful sensations crawled up and down her spine, raising exciting little goose bumps around her turgid nipples as she began stroking her tits with one hand and fingering her cunt with the other. Lightly tweaking and pinching her hard nipples between her thumb and forefinger, she was deliciously rubbing the quivering flesh of her excited cunt.
She felt strangely guilty about playing with herself, but suddenly she didn't give a damn whether it was right or wrong. The feel of her finger on her twat felt good, felt wonderful after the abuse she'd just suffered at the hands of her husband. Sliding the tip of her finger in and out of her hot little slit, Barbara realized for the first time what was happening and she didn't care. She war going to bring her self off and it was too late to stop. It felt so fucking good, that Barbara had no intention of denying herself this glorious pleasure she was feeling.
The beautiful woman was helplessly aroused, awakened to a frantic lust by her own fingers as they dipped and swirled around in the slippery hotness of her dripping slit. Her fingertips mingled with her soft damp pussy hairs as they slithered up and down the lips of her puffy cunt-mouth.
"Ooooooh, God," she whispered to herself as her surprisingly deft fingers came in contact with her sensitive, hard clit. "Oh, yes. Mmmmmm, this mood!"
Barbara's soft creamy ass was grinding wildly into the cushion as her fingers brought delirious pleasure to her hard, tingling clitoris. She was not completely amused, her thighs spread further apart to give her naughty fingers easier access to the hot, wet inner flesh of her pussy.
Closing her eyes, she could vividly imagine a man thrusting his hard cock up between her legs. She didn't know, nor care who the man was, but he had a wonderful hard cock, and that was all Barbara was interested in.
"Come on, baby," she whispered aloud to her faceless fuck partner. "Give it to me, honey. Pour it into me, you sweet fucker."
With her grasping mouth hanging wide open, the excited woman threw her head against the back of the chair, her long black hair flailing wildly around her face. Barbara's big quivering tits were bobbing up and down to the rhythm of her wild finger-fucking.
"Oh, yes, baby," she whispered up to the imaginary man who was thrusting his marvelous cock up between her wide spread legs. "That's it, you beautiful cock."
Her recent resentment for her husband seemed to vanish as wave after wave of sensual pleasure washed through her body. Barbara didn't care about anything except the delirious joy she was receiving from her own nimble fingers. The wild ecstasy was building in intensity with every plunge of her swirling digits. She could feel the fantastic pleasure building and building to a point that was greater than she could have dreamed possible.
"Oooooh, shit," she sobbed excitedly as she began rapidly thrusting the full length of her middle finger up into the hot, clinging depth of her fuck-hole.
Her aroused cunt walls began involuntarily squeezing and sucking against the fingers plunging in and out of the slippery clinging flesh of her inflamed pussy.
"That's it, you beautiful cock," she whispered to the faceless man as she continued wildly finger-fucking herself. "Give it to me, good!"
Frantically fingering herself with her left hand, the woman released her tits from the other and began excitedly rubbing her belly and hips. Arching her hips, she reached beneath them and dug her finger into the soft meaty crevice between the checks of her ass. Lightly circling her tight little asshole with her tapered middle finger, she felt a new excitement streaming through her seething body. There was something wildly erotic about touching her asshole, and Barbara pushed the tip of her finger against the muscular ring of her shutter until it suddenly slipped up inside.
Still wildly playing with her juice drenched slit, Barbara worked about half of her finger up into the tightness of her asshole. She couldn't believe the delicious sensations that were stirring in her hot little rectum. Both of the woman's holes were tingling with ecstasy, and Barbara thought she'd go crazy with joy when she finally forced the full length of her finger up into her quivering rectum.