“Ummm, looks like you need some help, darling,” Penny was saying.
She, too, had beep admiring Roger, running her eyes hotly up and down his tall tan body, licking her lips, but she frowned with disappointment when she saw that his cock wasn’t hard yet. The long slim prick hung limply from its golden pubic bush. Penny considered it, then dropped to her knees before Roger.
“This won’t take long, dear,” she purred.
Karen envied her so much. If only Phil would just stay still and relax and let her play with his cock, she could give him so much pleasure. Roger was already looking excited, and Penny hadn’t even touched him yet. Apparently this was a regular thins with them, something he looked forward to—having his wife get him hard. Karen would gladly have done the same for Phil.
Penny slipped her hand under her husband’s soft warm cock and let it lie there, sleepy and flaccid, while she bent over it and stuck out her little pink tongue. She touched the tip of her tongue to the rosy naked head of Roger’s cock and gave it a delicate lashing, making his limp meat flop and bounce.
“Ummmmm,” Penny murmured, “tastes me…”
Roger flushed slightly with growing arousal and put his hands on her head. He petted and caressed her glossy chestnut hair while she tongued his cock. Her licking got more and more brisk and hungry as the seconds passed, and soon she was making his meat bounce crazily as she lashed and flicked it with her gleaming wet tongue.
“Oh, Christ, Penny,” Roger moaned softly, “I love it when you do that… Yeah, lick my meat, baby…”
Karen felt a steady stream of hot cunt juice running down her inner thighs, soaking right through her bikini. With all her heart she wanted to do what Penny was doing, lick her man’s cock, take her time, get him aroused—but she knew Phil would never approve of such a thing. Even his fucking had to be business-like. But cock-sucking was such fun…
Penny licked Roger’s pale blue-veined prick steadily from rosy head to golden-haired bush, till the white sausage gleamed with her saliva. Then she sucked it gently and slowly into her mouth. Karen held her breath as she watched the pale meat gradually vanishing into Penny’s mouth and throat. She wanted so much to do that to a man…
“Ahhhhhh, yeah, baby, that’s great,” Roger moaned.
He closed his eyes and swayed dizzily while his wife slowly sucked his dick into the fiery wetness of her mouth. A lusty grin twisted her usually serious face. He tightened his fingers in Penny’s thick hair and began to move his pelvis back and forth gently, feeding his prick in and out of her lips.
“Yeah, blow me, honey,” he whined, “suck that dick…”
Penny’s throat and cheeks worked hungrily as she sucked her husband’s silky long cock, and it wasn’t long before Roger got hard. Karen could see his prick lengthening, thickening and stiffening as it moved wetly between Penny’s lips. Karen moaned softly and reached down inside her bikini to start rubbing her clit. She just had to have some pleasure for herself, too.
“That’s great, honey,” Roger panted, “Just great… Take it deep, okay? Yeah, let me get my cock in your throat…”
Penny didn’t seem to mind. Her head went back a little and her throat bulged as Roger pushed his long hard dick farther between her lips. He moaned, and his eyes rolled crazily. Karen felt a scalding gush of pussy juice soaking her stroking finger as she thought of having a guy fuck her mouth like that. Just that little taste she’d, had of Phil’s cock had been so good.
“Ahhhhh, yeah, that’s fine,” Roger sighed.
He let go of Penny’s hair and stepped back, easing his achingly swollen meat out of her mouth. The spit-wet prick slammed up to hug his belly, rigid and taut. Penny stared at it hungrily and licked her lips. Roger held out his hands and helped her stand up. Then he quickly took down her panties.
Penny’s dark brown bush was large, thick and glossy. Roger knelt before her and buried his face in the fragrant thicket. He flicked out his tongue, wiggling between the furry lips of her mons, and then Penny gave a husky cry of pleasure as his wet tongue tip contacted the super-sensitive shaft of her scarlet clit.
“Oooooooo, yessss,” she whined, “yes, Roger, darling, lick my clit.”
Why not me? Karen thought miserably.
It was such a simple and wonderful thing to do to a woman, but no man had ever done it to her. No man had ever given her head. Of course the only man she’d ever really made love to was Phil. Before her marriage she’d necked with a few guys, but not to any serious extent. No, dammit, she’d never had her pussy eaten—and she wanted it desperately. She wanted what Penny was getting from Roger.
He dug his thick red tongue eagerly into the moist steamy cleavage of her mons and lashed her hungry red clit. Penny groaned unashamedly with pleasure and moved her legs wider apart, giving him plenty of room to work. Cunt juice poured down her inner thighs as Roger’s expert clit-licking got her powerfully aroused. She dug her nails into his shoulders.
“Oh, Jesus, yes, yes, yes,” Penny wailed, “eat meee…”
Karen was frigging herself like crazy, as she watched, rubbing her middle finger briskly back and forth over her horny little clit, but she knew it couldn’t feel half as good as Roger’s slick hot tongue must feel on Penny’s red-hot joy button. Still it was better than nothing at all, and she kept massaging her frantically horny clit-nub as she watched the Greens make love.
“That’s enough, darling,” Penny was moaning, “I can’t stand it any more… I want you in me, Roger… Oh, God, I want you to fuck me so badly…”
Roger kept his face pressed against her glossy brown muff a few moments longer, licking her clit so hard and lewdly that Karen could hear the wet slurping sound even through the door. Penny clawed his shoulders and moaned crazily, rivers of hot twat cream running down her legs. At last he released her, and she staggered backward and fell onto the bed, her big cone-shaped tits bouncing wildly. She stared at her husband with hot hungry eyes—and Roger grinned.
“Now what was it you wanted, lady?” he teased.
“I wanta get laid,” Penny moaned.
“I wanta get laid, please,” Roger corrected.
Penny burst into helpless laughter. “Get your ass over here, you silly bastard,” she said, “before I rape you.”
“Well, since you put in that way…” Roger said with a shrug.
He walked over and got onto the bed with Penny. She grinned and opened her long legs very wide for him, drawing up her knees. Her slit was a rich ripe red, soaked and gleaming with her horny hot juice and fringed with dark brown curls. Roger crawled between her legs and then lifted them up and rested them on his shoulders. That made her pussy absolutely exposed and vulnerable to him—but Penny obviously didn’t mind.
“Oh, hurry, darling,” she panted. “Put it in me… I want your cock so badly, Roger, I could scream… hurry…”
He grinned and thrust the hugely swollen purple head of his cock into the soaked shadowy mouth of her cunt. Penny gave a scream of excitement as he started to penetrate her.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she wailed, “do it to me, stick it in me… Oh, God, that’s good. Deeper, darling, as deep as you… Oh, Roger, I love your big long cock…”
She went on babbling obscenely, making Karen blush—but Karen could certainly understand the other woman’s excitement. She’d probably be babbling, too, if she were in Penny’s place—and, oh, God, how she wished she were in Penny’s place. She needed a stiff cock so badly, she could have screamed. She almost wept with envy and frustration as she watched Penny taking every hard inch of Roger’s thick pale prick.