Ed sensed the pressure in his penis building, building inside her, his cock growing and expanding in her vagina from the sperm boiling in his testicles as they thudded flatly against her buttocks below. Surely it would not be much longer, he silently hoped, for he didn't know how long he could hold back now. She had to cum soon. Then he began to ram his finger into her rectum with long hard strokes in time to the deep plungings of his cock, trying to bring her over the crest. He could tell that she was almost there as she gripped him tightly between her thighs, pulsing them around his hips to the tempo of his driving thrusts into her. He could hear her gasping beneath him, the sounds forced from deep in her throat as though she no longer controlled her own breath. He fucked into her pitilessly, without pausing for a moment, exerting all his strength to bring the luscious redhead to orgasm as well as himself.
"Oh, fuck it, fuck it, harder, fuck my cunt harder," she mewled mindlessly, spurring him on with the pounding of her heels against his back. She jack-knifed her legs back and pressed her knees up tight against her breasts, flattening the warm fleshy mounds, as she strained for the final explosion so near now.
Suddenly she screamed, "I'm cumming, I'm cummmmming!" Her lips hung wide open in ecstatic abandon as she repeated the almost unintelligible statement over and over to herself until the gasping sounds coming from her throat were nothing more than incoherent syllables whose meaning might be anything. She stretched back her thighs tighter until the entirety of her hungry pink vaginal slit was offered up to him to plunder at will. Her ankles pressed up against his shoulders, her groin squirming beneath him in a kind of primeval dance of uninhibited ecstasy. Her mouth hung open and she looked through his face as though he were not really there, fucking her until she was insane with rapture.
A low gurgling scream suddenly spilled from the edges of her lips and her nostrils flared wide as she suddenly screwed her open cunt up higher on his thrusting prick, locking herself to his loins as her entire body jerked in the final, nerve-shattering throes of female orgasm. She stopped breathing for an endless minute, then exhaled as if she had been hit in the stomach by an angry fist, her spent body collapsing limply into the mattress. She lay motionless except for the slight uncontrollable quivering of her cunt still clenched tightly around his angrily pulsating cock. He shoved far into her and then lay quiet, allowing her a moment of rest. It was all he could do to keep from starting to screw into her again. For the first time, he was sorry that Lynn had been a virgin when he married her. His sweet little wife could do with a little of the experience that made this older redhead the best fuck he had ever had. He wished impatiently that she would hurry up and come to life again, so that he could cum too.
"Good God, that was some ride, dear," she said gaspingly. "I don't care if you are just a young punk, that's got to be one of the greatest fucks I've had in a long time!"
Not realizing that Marian was echoing her husband's appraisal of the junior executive, Ed smiled at the mumbled compliment, trying to ignore the aching pressure in his balls. "Well, that's great," he nodded, "but you're not finished yet."
"I know, dear, I know. But why don't you roll over on your back," she smiled sweetly up at him, "and I'll give you a little treat for holding back for me for such a long time."
He did not understand what she was planning to do, but reluctantly slipped his cock out of her, his hardness sliding wetly out of the deep warmth of her pussy. God, he hated to take it out of there, he was so close to cumming himself, but now that she had cum, he knew that he had lost the temporary power he had held over her and had to play the game according to her rules again. It would be best the first time until he was more certain of himself when he made love to her. He had had very little experience with girls in high school and college, not because he had not wanted to, but it had always seemed that there was no time left after he was finished studying for the degree that would get him the executive position he wanted so badly. As for Lynn, hell, she'd been so busy complaining the last few years that he hadn't even bothered to really try to make love to her anymore. Well, maybe after he had picked up a little more experience from Marian McHenry, she'd be a little more grateful for the time he did spend with her, he thought to himself, rolling off of the softness of Marian's belly and onto his back, thin, sticky trails of her orgasmic fluid following his penis across her firm white thigh.
He lay flat on his back, tenseness in his muscles, his erect cock pointing high toward the ceiling of the bedroom. She turned on her side toward him and reached out with her hand to stroke him, sliding the loose flesh of his foreskin up and down in a slow, magical rhythm that caused the ache in his loins to increase almost to the point of agony. Marian then rose to her knees and hovered over him on all fours, her face a scant few inches from the throbbing moist head of his prick. The redhead held it lightly with both hands and dropped her head slowly toward the hardness of him, her pink tongue flicking forward until its tip bored tantalizingly into the wetness of the tiny slit at the end. He sucked his breath in, chills rippling along his spine at the sudden, unexpected contact. She lowered her head all the way down and engulfed the whole of the moist, sensitive head in the warm, exciting pressure of her mouth. Her lips tightened around it just below the head, enclosing it completely like another hungrily nibbling little pussy and eliciting a long, low groan from him at the exciting sensation.
"Christ!" he grunted as he lifted his head up to gaze down at her contorted face. Just the sight of his hard rod of flesh sunk half-way between her ovaled lips increased the sensation twice as much. His penis was still wet from the juices of her climax and gleamed like a wet log along the part she had not yet taken between her soft moist lips. She massaged the soft, wrinkled skin of his testicles gently with one hand and stroked the base of his prick between the thumb and forefinger of the other as she began to suck eagerly up and down. Ed could feel the softness of her tongue swirling maddeningly around it at the apex of withdrawal, the pointed tip flicking thrillingly at the tiny opening of the glans on the end. He flexed his hips, his head still raised, and watched her red hair dancing as she bobbed up and down over him. The very sight of her fired his passion all the more.
Marian could sense his throbbing response and began to suck his prick a little harder, letting the tips of her teeth dig gently into the hard resisting skin, leaving small white trails where they scraped the blood from beneath the surface of the skin. Then, without removing her mouth from his cock, she shifted her position over his thigh and kneeled on all fours between his open legs. She reached under his buttocks and cupped them in her palms, jerking his loins up tighter to her face. Her tongue lashed out, swiping around and around the pulsating head until Ed felt it nearing the bursting point as she took almost all of the rigid shaft deep into her throat. She would surely choke, he thought, but she kept on and on with the wild sucking of him.
He could feel deep in his balls a great building of swirling heat and he knew that he would erupt soon. He could see tiny rivulets of sweat dropping in thin streams from the sides of her body as she bucked over him like a she-devil gone mad. The muscles of his stomach tightened until he thought they would snap from the strain as he arched his back up off the bed, pushing even deeper between the moistness of her sucking lips. He saw thin pink ridges of flesh pull out from her mouth, clinging eagerly to his stroking prick. He groaned again and again, his mouth working crazily, and incoherent mutterings came like hisses from between his tightly-clenched teeth.