"Goddamnit, Joan," he groaned.
"Something wrong, honey?" she asked innocently.
"Are you kidding?" he exclaimed. "Look at my cock. I'm going crazy."
"Oh, I'll still get you off, darling," Joan purred.
"Then why the hell don't you do it?" he panted.
"Okay, but I'm gonna do it a different way."
"Any way you want," he sighed, closing his eyes.
Maybe he was expecting a hand-job, but he didn't get it. Instead Joan wiggled around till the dripping mouth of her cunt was right over the fat purple head of his prick. Then she plunged herself down on it, impaling her starved pussy on the thick iron-hard shaft of his cock.
"Ahhhhhhh, yesssssss!" she moaned.
"What the hell?" Don yelped.
He opened his eyes to see Joan sitting on his cock with a happy grin on her face. She was fully skewered on his prick, and only his big hairy balls were showing. Her steamy tight cunt gripped and squeezed his cock-meat.
"Mmmmmmm, at last," Joan gurgled. "I haven't been laid in weeks, Don. I just gotta have this. Come on, be a pal and give it to me!"
"Oh, shit," Don sighed. "Well, you can't say I didn't try to resist!"
"Right!" Joan grinned. "And you were very brave. Now will you please fuck me?"
Don grinned back at her and grabbed her by the waist. With a lusty snort he began pistoning his thick hard cock in her cunt. She wailed with delight and soaked his hammering prick with sizzling pussy-cream.
"Help, I'm being raped," he groaned.
"Oh, shut up," Joan laughed. "Just fuck me, damnit."
He finally did shut up. He was too busy to talk. Snorting and groaning, he worked his enormous hard-on faster and faster in her greedily tugging cunt, giving her blasts of pleasure that made her howl and writhe. At last she had what she wanted, the thing she just couldn't live without.
"Ohhhhhhh, baby, yesssss," she wailed, "fuck it to me, don't ever stop! Shit, I need this so bad!"
Don was watching his thick blue-veined cock hammer in and out of her dripping cunt. He seemed fascinated with the sight. Now and then he looked up at her lust-contorted face, and that made him even more aroused.
Joan could guess what he was thinking. He was wickedly excited to be fucking his buddy's wife, driving her out of her mind with pleasure. Joan sensed that it had been a secret fantasy of his for a long time.
"You've wanted to fuck me, haven't you, Don?" she grinned.
"Since the moment I met you," he confessed. "But of course I couldn't, because – ah, shit, what difference does it make now?"
"Right," Joan chuckled.
It didn't make any difference what had held him back, because now they were doing it. Nothing was holding him back now. He growled with lust and pounded his steel-hard cock into her smoldering cunt-depths, and she wailed with pleasure.
"Mmmmmm, baby, you're fucking me so good!" she whimpered. "God, I love it!"
Her naughty remarks just spurred him into harder action. Joan knew he was almost on overload, and she knew she'd better get off while she still had time. She tightened her hot little pussy around his pile-driving prick and let the red-hot friction carry her to the brink of orgasm.
"Ohhhhh, God, you're gonna make me come!" she gasped.
"Yeah, go for it!" Don panted. His eyes rolled, and he yelped, "Awwwwww, fuck, shit – awwwwwww!"
"Ooooooooh, God… whaahhhhhhh!" Joan screamed.
The first sizzling jet of his come had set her off. She was coming right along with him, her greedy cunt sucking up his jism. They rocked and bucked together for almost a minute, and then she collapsed on top of him.
"Mmmmmmm, fantastic," she gurgled.
"I hope you're satisfied now," he chuckled.
Satisfied? Joan didn't know the meaning of the word, at least not when it came to sex. She'd been starved for so long, she just couldn't get enough. She'd had a fantastic orgasm, but already she was greedy for more.
"I'd never get enough of you," she breathed, squeezing his prick with her come-filled pussy-hole. "Just stay where you are, honey. I'm not finished with you yet."
"You gotta be kidding," Don groaned.
Joan didn't answer. She just went to work with her strong greedy cunt-muscles, giving his cock a naughty massage. Don snorted with excitement, and pretty soon she could feel his cock-meat swelling inside her. She soaked it with a hot blast of pussy-juice and wriggled lustily.
"Oh, good," she gurgled, "now we can have more fun."
"Uh, Joan, I'm a little worried that Frank might walk in," Don said.
Joan glanced at the clock. If Vicky kept her word, there was plenty of time left, time enough for another hot fuck. She kept her cunt clamped greedily around Don's prick, not letting him escape.
"Don't worry," she said. "He's probably still working on Vicky's plumbing."
"And you want me to work on yours?" Don chuckled.
"You got it," she laughed. "But let's do it another way this time, okay?"
"Hey, you're calling the shots," he said. "I'm in the clutches of this mad lady sex fiend, and there's nothing I can do about it."
"I'm glad you get the picture," Joan said, rolling off him.
She rolled right onto her hands and knees, sticking out her cute little ass. Don ogled the rosy-pink flesh of her slit and saw thick rivers of cream pouring from her famished little cunt. Snorting with lust, he crawled up behind her and grasped her hips.
"Yeah, honey, stick it in me!" she panted. "I want you to fuck my brains out!"
"Yes, ma'am," Don chuckled.
He pressed the enormously swollen head of his cock into her cunt-opening, spreading her pussy-lips wide. Joan gurgled with lust and drenched his prick-head with molten cream. He started pushing into her.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, give me that big cock, give me all of it!" she wailed.
Nothing was more exciting to her than that first long thrust, feeling a rigid throbbing cock cramming her cunt. She clawed the rug in her wild excitement, and she creamed steadily and helplessly, the molten liquid running down her legs.
"Oooooooh, shit, ooooooh!" she cried.
Don was panting and growling with lust as he eased his fat cock slowly but steadily into the tight velvety hole of her cunt. He really was taking his time, savoring every inch of penetration, but Joan loved it.
She never wanted that first delicious thrust to end. She was practically coming, she was so hungry for it. Frank had left her famished for cock. She whimpered and shivered and creamed as Don gradually filled her cunt with his pulsating fuck-tool.
"You got it all now, baby," he said hoarsely. "Jesus, this is great! Let's not rush, okay?"
"Okay," Joan gurgled. "It'd suit me fine if we did it about twelve hours."
"I wish to hell we had twelve hours," Don sighed.
He started fucking her slowly and sensuously. Joan whimpered and dug her nails into the rug, practically coming with each long steady thrust. Each time he reached her womb, she creamed an enormous flood of hot cunt-juice.
It was a wonderful change from Frank's quickies. That was all she got from her husband any more, just fast rolls in the hay. It was often over before she could get off, and she was lucky if she even got that much more than twice a month.
Clearly Frank was bored with fucking his wife. Well, surprise. His wife was bored with fucking him, too. Joan was just realizing how bored she'd been for the past couple of years. Fucking a new man was so exciting.
She'd never believed in cheating, and she'd never fucked anybody but her husband, not until now. Now she knew what she'd been missing by not fooling around. Things were going to be different. Frank could fool around, and so could she.
"Yeah, fuck me, Don, fuck me forever!" she sighed.
He shivered with arousal at her lusty words and fucked into her a little faster. Joan liked that. She always liked to be fucked fast, although not as fast as Frank did it. What she craved was a steady hard fucking that would finally quench her fiery lust. She hoped her neighbor could do it for her.