"You should have warned me. After we fuck, I'll really suck you!"
"After! Holy God!"
"And you can suck me, too. You'll love to suck my cunt, Mike. I just know you will!"
"But… there won't be time!"
"Well, I can see there's only one way to get your mind off your wife," Trixie said, getting to her feet. "Once you do, we can settle down to some real fucking and sucking."
"What do you mean, get my mind off her? We should be back with her and Milt already. She'll know damn well we're up to something!"
"I know you're up to something," Trixie said, and jumped up on the bed. She got down on all fours and waved her ass in his direction. "And the something that's up is what I want in my ass!"
"But…"
"But, shit! Fuck me, Mike. Fuck my asshole!"
Mike couldn't help himself. He crawled up behind her creamy buttcheeks until the front of his calves pressed the backs of hers. He burrowed a finger into her asshole, massaging the clasping walls.
He expected her to cry out in pain, but the reaction he got was just the opposite. "Oh, skit, that's good," she cried, "but your cock will feel a lot better!" Her hips flailed furiously and her feet beat wildly on the bed as the pressure of her lust built up in her belly.
She pulled her legs up until her knees were tucked into her armpits, then she gabbed his cock behind the dripping head. Breathing heavily, she guided the pulsating knob between her hungry ass-cheeks and pried them apart. Mike pushed forward, and the flaring head was embedded in her ass. He wiggled from side to side, keeping the steady pressure of his ass behind his prick.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he gasped.
"Yes! Oh, God, yes! It hurts a little, but I still want it! Go ahead, pump it into me!"
He braced himself and began pushing slowly into her. It was slow. Her asshole was incredibly tiny and narrow. Mike felt maybe it was a mistake, but he wasn't going to quit until she told him to. It felt too good. In spite of the effort required to penetrate her, he was instantly rewarded by the delicious snug fit of his giant cock in her tight ass. He shivered happily as he made slow but steady progress deeper and deeper into her throbbing rear hole. Never had he fucked anything so wonderfully tight and velvety and creamy.
As he moved steadily into her, Trixie stared back at him. When he passed the halfway point, her mouth dropped open.
It didn't seem possible that there could be more cock than she had in her. Her ass felt completely stuffed. It was as though he had already passed her belly and was burrowing his way on up to her tits!
Deeper and deeper it went until, at last, she could feel his big balls wedged into the crack of her cunt. He's there, she thought, and began breathing again. He's all the way in me. I've got all his prick in my ass!
"I'm coming."
"I know. Take it easy for a second, okay?" she gasped. "God, it's big… but I love it!"
Then she felt the muscles in her ass relax. His prick seemed to slosh around a little. A wild sensation surged up into her belly. She moved. The sensation was greater. She moved again, then faster. Then she was pumping the tight walls of her ass over his prick, wildly, passionately humping back into him, fucking him hard.
"Ohhhh, Mike, it's good, wonderful! Fuck me, fuck my ass!"
She reached between their legs and rubbed her fingers over his sweating balls, trying to coax them to give up their hot cream.
The bit bed groaned from the activity. Mike no longer controlled his lunges. He slammed and battered into her with unbridled lust, pistoning his big cock with enough force to punch right through her asshole.
Trixie became a torrent of fucking lust. Her insatiable body grabbed and pulled on his driving prick. Her fists beat on the pillows in frantic rhythm with his wildly erratic thrusts. He slammed into her with rapid lunges, then whipped from side to side, reaming the walls of her tortured ass. On and on and on, without letup, he pounded his huge tool into her ass meat. She luxuriated in the merciless pounding and screeched her erotic pleasure.
"I'm cooommminnng!" she shrieked. "Oh, God, I can't stand it! I'm coming so fucking gooooood!"
He kept pumping into her, pounding and slamming into her gyrating ass. And before that orgasm subsided, she was in the throes of another, and then another.
Suddenly Mike shortened his strokes. And then he felt the quivering chill as his sperm started to explode. "Here it comes, baby! I'm pumping into you!"
The first forceful gush splattered into her ass. She squeezed hard with her muscles as she erupted again in unison with his climax. Trixie's body shuddered and shook as he still humped her savagely in the frenzy of his climax. Her face as ecstatic. She moaned and wailed as the incredible orgasm ripped through them. Her asshole couldn't hold all his boiling cum, and long rivers of it trickled down her thighs to puddle on the bed.
At last, his wildly jerking hips slowed and went still. He moaned and then wiled onto his back, pulling her with him and hugging her until she gasped for breath.
"Oh, baby," he moaned, "that was great. I've always wanted to make it with you, I guess."
"You just lay still for a minute, honey," Trixie said.
"Why?"
"Just let ol' Trixie's asshole get your cock hard again. I still haven't had enough of your cum up my butt!"
Gloria couldn't believe this was happening to her. How on earth could it be happening there in her own kitchen?
And what was the reason for it? Was it because she had been drinking too much? Or was it because of her anger at Mike due to his brutal violation of her body the night before?
Milt had followed her into the kitchen and offered to help prepare the salad. In no time, their conversation had turned to sex. He staffed describing all the things he loved to do to a woman's body, and all the lewd things he liked to have a woman do to his body.
Much to her surprise and consternation, Gloria found his obscene descriptions of fucking and sucking exciting! She suddenly realized that she was getting turned on, her tits were tingling and her pussy had secreted enough juice to soak the crotchband of her panties.
When Milt took her in his arms and kissed her, she didn't stop him. She closed her eyes and even started enjoying it. She could feel the hard ridge of his cock clear through their clothing, and when he started rubbing her cunt mound with it, she rubbed back.
If he had just continued his physical actions and not said a word, Gloria would have probably ended up fucking him right there on the kitchen floor. But when he blurted out, "Oh, Gloria baby, I'm gonna give you the best fuck you've ever had," she remembered who she was, and what she was, and she bolted.
She wriggled free of his arms and ran into the living room, calling for her husband. When she didn't see him, she continued on through the hall until she heard the unmistakable squeals, grunts and groans of two people fucking.
The bedroom door swung wide at her touch and Gloria quickly put her hand to her mouth, choking off the shocked scream that threatened to erupt from her throat.
For a moment it was like looking at a mirage. But then she realized that it was real. She was actually seeing her husband fucking her aunt, and both of them were obviously loving every second of it!
A thousand emotions flashed through her brain, all of it too overwhelming. She felt frozen, completely unable to move from where she stood looking at the violent sexual intercourse between her husband and Trixie.
They were on the bed, and the sweat of sex covered their bodies. Trixie's legs were pressed far back, and her widespread cunt was completely open and visible as she bucked under the driving lunges of the long, hard prick skewering rhythmically into her pussy.
The silkiness of her pubic hair was parted, flared out by the thickness of the ramming cock that plunged again and again into the moist pink opening of her tightly clinging cunt. The bud of her clitoris was erect and throbbing, responding to the contact of his groin as he speared deep into her belly, and his balls slapped noisily against the open crevice that divided the smooth rounded globes of her buttocks.