"Yeah, baby, that's real good," he gasped. "Why don't you take it in your mouth, suck on it? I could really get off on that."
Why not? She wanted to do it, wanted to know what it was like. Vicky lifted his prick to her mouth, fastened her lips firmly around the rosy head, slowly sucked it in…
"Awwwww, Jesus, yeah!" Tod cried. "Suck me, suck me…"
This, too, was pleasant. She liked the warm silky prick lying on her tongue, enjoyed the sucking. She drew it in as far as she could, till his balls tested against her chin. She sucked him clumsily at first, then with increasing speed and force.
"Awwwww, Christ," Tod moaned, "that's so fuckin' good.."
Suddenly his cock went erect in her mouth.
Vicky hadn't expected such a swift hard-on, and she was almost choked as his limp meat suddenly twitched and sprang into life, growing long and thick and rigid. His hard bloated glans poked against the back of her throat, and she gagged a little. Her lips felt painfully stretched by his thickened meat.
"Don't stop," Tod said urgently, in a horny whine. "Suck it some more, baby, please…"
She tried. It wasn't easy now that he'd grown so long and rigid. Still she enjoyed it. She like the sucking, even liked the taste. His aroused glans began -to dribble cream onto her tongue, and she found it salty and delicious. Saliva pooled hotly in her mouth, and her sucking became wet and loud. It was an obscene noise, but it excited both of them.
Tod sat on the edge of the bed, red-faced and panting, hardly believing his luck. The Coach's wife was sucking his erect prick like it was candy. He hadn't expected anything this good. After her struggles and protests, he'd thought he'd be lucky to ball a dry cunt. He hadn't asked her to lick him-she'd done it voluntarily.
He reached out and drew back her heavy red hair, so he could see her face. Half his excitement lay in watching this beautiful older woman sucking his dick. She glanced up at him, and he saw that her blue eyes were hat and horny. He grinned at her.
"You like it, don't you?" he said. "You dig sucking my meat.."
Her lips grotesquely stretched by his thick shaft, her mouth fully stuffed with his prick, Vicky could not reply. She blushed hotly, but she kept on sucking, faster and louder with each moment.
It was true. She liked sucking his cock. In fact it was the mast exciting sexual act she'd performed for a long, long time…
Her pussy was creaming hot rivers by now. She could feel the sticky stuff trickling down her thighs. Her big breasts were swollen up taut and jutting with arousal, and her long-starved cunt ached for penetration.
Vicky let his fully erect prick slip out of her mouth. It snapped up to hug his taut belly, wet and gleaming with her spit. It was long, thick, incredibly stiff-exactly what she needed, exactly what her husband couldn't give her. In her anger and passion, she decided not to deny her need any longer.
She stood up, her breasts swaying heavily, her handsome face flushed with arousal and determination. She stood before the gawking boy, hands on hips, eyes glowing. Her legs were held a little apart, revealing her soaked snatch, and she defiantly tossed her heavy mane of red hair.
"Fuck me," she said. "Fuck me now."
Tod was impressed and excited. She seemed like an Amazon to him, an enticing giantess, as she loomed over him. "Sure," he said quickly, "sure, right away."
He stood up. That way, he was taller than her, more in command. He slipped his arms around her, feeling the intense heat of her silky body, and he bent his knees a little, fumbling around with his achingly erect cock, trying to get into her.
Vicky spread her legs wider, then impatiently seized his hot hard dick and shoved it roughly into her. Her eyes glowed hotly as she wedged the fat hot glans into her steamy wet cunt-mouth.
"Awwwww, Jesus," Tod moaned. "You're so hot.."
"Do it," Vicky gasped, clinging tightly to him. "Do it to me, do it to meee She was shameless now. She just had to have him, no matter what the cost. She felt that hard inch of penetration, and she yearned for more. She felt that if Biff were to walk into the room at that very moment, she still couldn't stop..
"Ooooooooh!" She wailed loudly as she felt the boy move at last.
His long thick penis inched slowly up her seething wet twat, and she wailed steadily as he filled her with it. She needed it desperately, every beautiful inch of it. She'd needed it for years.
Tod felt it was even better than yesterday. She was hotter inside, almost scorching, wetter and slicker, and if possible, even more eager for him.
She clung to him so tightly that her mountainous breasts seemed squashed against his chest. Her beautiful face was twisted with hot lust. She slammed her pussy against his penetrating dick, urging it deeper and deeper into her flaming passage.
"Fuck meeeee…" she whined.
"You better believe I will," Tod gasped.
He gave it everything he had, slamming his thick meat into her with brutal force and with all the speed he could command. His erection was so thick, her cunt so juicy, that the noise of their fucking was lewdly loud and slurpy. He could feel her juice boiling around his slamming dick, flooding out to soak his pubic patch. She dug her nails into his back and screamed with pleasure.
"Good for you, baby?" he panted. "This how you want it?"
She was a wild wanton slut now, her conscience and pride forgotten. "Harder," she screamed, "ball me harder, damn you, tape me, screw me… I want it, I want it…"
He tried to obey, ramming his rigid dick into her so hard he thought he'd splint her tight pussylips. Surely it must hurt her-but, no, it only, got her more excited. She was groaning steadily, clawing his back, bucking her hips in time to his strokes.
"Ohhhh, yesss," she whined, "that's how I want it, darling, as hard as you can…Don't stop… Ahhhhh, God,…"
Tod was getting pretty winded and sweaty. Even spring training with the team wasn't as demanding as this. The Coach's wife just couldn't seem to get enough. She wanted it harder, faster, deeper, she kept begging for it. He was proud to have turned her on so much, but he wondered how long he could hold out.
"Aaaaaeeeeee!" Vicky screeched.
She threw her head back, and he saw the twisted passion on her face, her wildly rolling eyes and lolling tongue. He felt her steaming cunt tighten around his dick so hard he couldn't move. He felt the powerful rippling muscles of her scalding vagina as she went into orgasmic convulsions. Her cunt was so tight, so damned tight… he whined softly and began to come in her.
Vicky felt his hot jism trickling down her legs. Her passion spent at last, she experienced a wave of shame and guilt Again she'd lost control of herself, violated all her deepest beliefs. She'd been unfaithful to her husband, seduced a boy young enough to be her son. What in God's name was wrong with her?
Tod was feverishly pawing her lush body, and already his drained cock was twitching inside her, getting hard again. She wondered what to do.
She didn't have to decide. They heard Biffs car pulling into the driveway, the door slamming as he got out. They sprang apart, fumbling into their clothes, and Vicky opened the bedroom window so Tod could escape.
"I'll be back," he said fervently. "I'll be back tomorrow…"
CHAPTER FOUR
Biff Benson watched his wife stalk away from his across the football field. He shrugged. She was pissed at him again, but there was nothing he could do about it. He was an energetic, restless, and important man, and she couldn't expect him just to sit home all the time doing the domestic trip. So let her fume.
"Bitch!" he said under his breath.