But Tina was the last thing on his mind right now. He concentrated on the superb blow job Beth was giving him. Her little mouth was silk-lined and scalding hot around his aroused prick, her saliva steamy and abundant. She let his helplessly dribbling cock juice fall onto her tongue, then swallowed it with a greedy gurgle.
"Baby, baby," Ralph moaned, "that feels fantastic… Can you take in more of my cock?
Take it in your throat?"
Beth just happened to be thinking that same thing. He'd hardly gotten the words out before he felt the swollen head of his prick clenched by her silky throat and pulled in deep and tight. She worked his entire prick into her mouth this time, till his taut round balls were rubbing her chin.
"Out of sight," Ralph moaned. "Jesus, you took the whole fuckin' thing… Ohhhh, man…"
It was a miracle he didn't come, he was so excited to have his cock in her throat-but he wanted to save that cock-stand for her juicy snug little cunt, so somehow he managed to hold out. Her satiny throat muscles worked hungrily around his trapped dick, squeezing and releasing, while her mouth sucked ravenously at the base of his cock. Ralph moaned steadily.
"Suck me," he babbled, "suck my cock, honey… Ohhhh, Christ, yeah, don't stop…"
Beth simply couldn't take any more of his delicious fat cock into her mouth because she had it all already. Still it seemed it wasn't sufficient to satisfy her pent-up hunger. She sucked and moaned and gurgled, eating his salty juice as fast as it oozed out. She felt her starved pussy getting more hotly swollen by the second.
"Honey, you better stop now," Ralph gasped, "or I'm gonna shoot my load right down your throat… We wanta save this cock-stand, don't we?"
Beth agreed most reluctantly. She could have gone on sucking his tasty cock all night, but it was true that she wanted his huge hard-on for another
purpose-to appease the nagging lust in her soaked seething cunt. So with a big sigh she opened her mouth and let his spit-soaked dick pop out.
"Oh, Christ, I don't know how I kept from coming," Ralph chuckled. "Beth, you are a very naughty lady."
She grinned at him, but she blushed, too. He was right-she was being very naughty since she'd started getting it on with him. She never behaved so shamelessly and wantonly with her husband. She wondered why. It probably would have turned Howard on if she'd been more of a slut and less of a lady. But I was too late now. Howard and she had both taken lovers…
Ralph began to undress her, and Beth had all she could do to keep him from ripping her clothes, he was so eager. She got his clothes off, too, and soon they were lying naked on the soft grass, hungrily caressing each other. Her cunt was gushing a steady torrent of cream, his cock drooling endlessly.
"Oh, Ralph," she gasped finally, "I can't wait a second longer. Please, please, darling, make love to me."
"Well, okay, if you insist," he said, "but I thought we might go over to my place and have a nice game of checkers or something."
"Ralph, you nut," Beth giggled, "quit stalling. Put it in me before I scream."
"This is rape, you know," Ralph said as she impatiently seized his erect dick and shoved the hard head into her soaked cunt mouth.
"RALPH," she moaned.
He quit joking then because he was overcome
with pleasure. He could feel his big swollen cock-head easing between her tight pussylips and into her fiery snug cunt. Eagerly be pushed deeper till he'd stuffed her hot little box completely and the head of his prick was touching her womb.
"Yes, yes, yesss," Beth hissed, "fuck meee… Oh, God, Ralph, fuck me all night if you can…"
"I'll sure as hell try, baby," he sighed.
Then he forgot everything else except the lovely red-haired woman who clung to him, moaning, while he balled her, the woman whose starved little cunt creamed steamy floods around his slamming cock. He didn't notice when it grew late, didn't think about his wife. He was completely lost in the joy of getting superbly laid. The same was true of Beth.
She didn't care about a damned thing right then except enjoying a good stiff fucking for the first time in months. Certainly she wasn't thinking about her husband. Howard was just about the last thing she was interested in at the moment…
After telling Beth that he was going to the movies, Howard wondered why she hadn't asked to come along. Maybe he was just lucky tonight. He certainly hoped so. He left the house and went off humming to himself. Now everything would be perfect if only Dotty could get away.
He sneaked behind the Devon house and waited, they'd arranged, and the minutes seemed to pass like centuries before Dotty finally came out the
back door. Howard stood up and showed himself, and Dotty grinned and rushed over to hug him.
"Jesus Christ," he said, "I thought you were never coming. Did you have trouble getting away?"
"Oh, no, not at all," said Dotty. "As a matter of fact Craig isn't even home. He said he was going for a walk. No, darling, I was just having a shower and making myself pretty for you."
"Well, I hope you didn't spend much time selecting your outfit," said Howard, "because I intend to take it right off. Come on, let's get to the grove.
He took Dotty's hand and led her quickly to the grove of trees at the back of the lot. He'd been thinking about her all day, and he could hardly wait to be balling her. Dotty, however, was being coy, playing games. As he started to unzip her tight pants, she started tickling him.
"Dotty, dammit, stop that," Howard yelped.
"Only if you let me undress you first," she giggled.
"Oh, all right, anything to make you behave," he sighed.
Howard didn't really see any need for all these preliminaries. He'd have been quite happy if they simply undressed and screwed. But women… Oh, well, he was lucky to have Dotty, lucky to have a lover at all. He just felt sorry for Beth. He knew he hadn't done his duty by her and that she was probably aching for a decent sex life. Well, he'd worry about that later…
Dotty pulled off his shirt and then tugged off his pants, leaving him in his jockey shorts which were
lewdly tented by his already achingly erect cock. Howard resisted the urge to grab Dotty and rape her. He'd let her finish her little game, whatever it was.
Grinning mischievously she inched down his shorts, being careful as she eased the elastic band over his enormous cock-stand. When she saw his thick pale prick, her eyes widened and she licked her lips. She got rid of his shorts in a hurry. Moaning softly, she snuggled down between his legs till he felt her hot moist breath on his naked balls and cock.
"Hey, what're you doing down there?" he asked. "Don't I get to undress you now?"
"When I say so," Dotty answered stubbornly. "Be patient."
"I can't," said Howard, "I'm horny. I want you."
"Tough shit," said Dotty.
Then he felt the first wet hot flick of her tongue on his tender balls, and he stopped complaining. He sank back in the grass with a happy sigh as his pretty brunette mistress started licking his balls. She licked and lapped and tongued like those two rosy nut sacs were the most delicious thing in the world. Howard felt his balls flapping and flopping around as sharp bursts of pleasure melted his loins.
"Oh, wow, yeah," he sighed, "lick me, Dotty… That's wonderful
And to think that just a day or so ago he'd thought his sex life was over, that he was too old to attract a woman. After all, who'd want a middle-aged math teacher who couldn't keep his
glasses on straight and frequently forgot to zip his fly? But for some crazy reason Dotty was eager for him. He certainly wasn't going to look the gift horse in the mouth.
"Ummmmm, nice," he sighed. "Lick my cock, too, huh? You really do that beautifully, Dotty."