Then she took the solid cock into her warm, wet, inviting mouth, and pulled the tip to the back of her throat. Using her tongue flat against the bottom of the cock, she licked voraciously, still unable to reach the base. She had to massage it with her hand, pressing her thumb along the underside, feeling his balls, already tight, tighten up even more.
She raised her head, letting hrr tongue trail along the rigid cylinder of flesh, and as she came to the head, she let her tongue twist itself around the glans and tighten, then she flattened her tongue against the rod and down she went again. Her mouth tightened around the hard roll of cock and her teeth scraped the flesh lightly. She could feel him shudder with expectation.
She licked the head, swallowed it, ran her mouth along the entire bottom of the cock, then licked his balls. Carefully she took the sensitive balls into her mouth, rolling them around on her tongue, making certain he felt every sensation she meant him to feel.
Barcone's hand was at the nape of her neck, softly canning, ready to push her head down if need be, but ready to pull her away if she became overzealous in the way she sucked his nuts. His thighs were tense and he squirmed, letting Margaret know she was doing the right thing at the right time. She licked and lapped his balls, then returned her attention to the upstanding prick.
He was lying on his back, his arms outthrust, and Margaret lifted her head, raised her body, and let her crotch hover over his prick. Down she sank, her cunt enveloping his mighty cock, and each luxuriated in the thrill felt by the touch of the other.
Suddenly Barcone sat up, and Margaret wrapped her thighs around his waist. He rose, his arm under the checks of her ass, supporting her, while her arms wrapped themselves around his neck and held tight.
"You're fantastic!" she murmured, her mouth buried in his shoulder.
"Believe it," he muttered, and swinging his legs off the bed, stood up, holding tightly to her ass. "So are you."
Margaret churned, feeling his cock thrust its way up into her. She loved the feeling of it, entirely filling her cunt, the lips of her pussy surrounding it, sucking on it, pulling it into her. It was almost as if a missing part of her had been rammed up to fill the void.
Barcone's fingers gripped the cheeks of her ass tightly. They dug into her bottom, but Margaret felt nothing other than the cock within her cunt. It moved within her well-lubricated snatch, making her moan and wriggle.
He walked to a chair halfway across the room and sat, letting his thighs take the weight of her ass as she settled onto him. She could feel the cock touching the top wall of her cunt, rubbing against the inner extension of her clitoris. He used his hands on her hips to hold her in position, and as she moved up and down on the mighty cock, electric thrill after electric thrill pulsated through her entire body.
With one arm around her, Barcone brought his other hand in front and began toying with her nipples, keeping them enlarged. He began biting on the left nipple while allowing his hand to squeeze the other tit. Margaret went into a frenzy.
"Fuck me hard!" she begged. "Fuck me hard!"
"Not in this position," he murmured. "Let's get back on the bed."
She leaped off his cock and ran to the bed, saliva running from her mouth. He had gotten her horny again, and she needed to come as much as he. She was glad she'd married this stud.
Barcone was on her in an instant, plunging his cock into the well-lubricated depths of her fiery cunt. Her hips lifted to meet his thrust, then settled back on the bed as he began pumping madly. Both her legs had been drawn back against her tits, and thought it hid them from his view, he was able to jam his cock into her all the more deeply. His action pushed all thought of anything other than fucking from her mind as his prick pistoned in and out of her cunt, using her the way a woman was meant to be used. As he drove into her, his thick cock plunging all the way up and touching the neck of her womb, he used the palms of his hands to rub her asscheeks.
She began to breathe unevenly, her loins moving madly this way and that, and she swore she could feel his cock in her belly. Barbara was muttering all sorts of meaningless sounds now, and so he began to slow his movements while increasing the length of his stroke. Each time he moved forward, he drove his cock into her cunt while his thighs slammed against her ass.
She went wild, her body tensing, her muscles tightening, driving her box against the stem of his cock, and then she was off again, experiencing another wild orgasm. Her entire body was once more concentrated in the hole between her thighs as his cock continued to plunge into her very core.
Now she was weak and tired almost gasping from the two orgasms, and still he hadn't come. He kept pounding at her cunt, and weak as she was, Margaret was eager to please him.
Pulling out of her, he pulled her to the edge of the bed and made her stand with her ass facing him. He forced her to bend over, and once again his cock drove into her cunt. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her back against him, his thighs slamming against her ass. His cock was buried deep inside her, and he let her close her legs inside his, making the grip her pussy had on his cock even tighter. He was using her for his own satisfaction now, but Margaret was already building toward a third climax. The mere thought of what was about to take place, how he would became more fierce, pounding violently into her until he gushed into her made her cunt come alive with white heat.
His hands squeezed the cheeks of her ass together, exerting more pressure on his pumping prick as his thighs crushed her legs. He pounded almost straight down into her cunt, standing on his toes.
"Give it to me!" she yelled. "Give it to me and don't stop!"
And he gave it to her, plunging in so hard he literally lifted her off the ground. He rammed and crammed and slammed, shoving his cock into her cunt so hard she thought a demon was being pumped into her body.
Taking one hand off her ass, he reached underneath and touched her swollen clit, massaging and rubbing it. This drove her even wilder, making her scream with unbelievable delight. Now that magnificent prick seemed to be driving straight up into her throat. She couldn't swallow. Lava boiled up with her, rising until it exploded from her eyes, nose and mouth. Fire erupted from within and she knew he was coming, squirting his cum into her womb.
With each squirt of his jism he pumped again, his fingers squeezing both her clit and her ass. He fired wildly, filling her cunt with the white cream that blazed from inside his burning cock. It washed into her like a burning flood, and the heat of it made her come again and again.
"Oh Jesus!" she yelled. "Oh Jesus! This is the best one yet! Oh Christ! You're terrific!"
Barcone stood there, his cock glued into her cunt from the rear, letting his hose empty itself into her. He took a longtime, letting every drop of his cum go into her, enjoying the warmth of her clinging pussy.
Good, he thought to himself. Now I know no other guy'll ever be able to satisfy her again. I just wish I could control myself and keep away from other chicks.
But even as he thought it, Joe Barcone knew it would be useless.
Margaret was a nurse, and when she moved with Joe to the suburbs, she changed jobs, and was now working in a nearby hospital. She enjoyed her work, and prior to meeting Joe, had enjoyed meeting many doctors and interns, all of whom had fucked her with regularity.
All this was changed. Joe had so addicted her to his cock, Margaret was certain she would never be satisfied with anything less. True, her marriage with Joe had a mutual agreement attached to it; each would be permitted to satisfy his or her sexual cravings in any way possible, provided each first satisfied the other.