Brigit Astar
06-30-2013, 11:35 AM
Twenty-eight-year-old Sandi Edwards slipped off her robe and viewed herself naked in the bedroom mirror. Her shoulder-length sandy-blond hair was tousled and gave her a wanton look. She had a creamy complexion and a wide mouth with full pink lips. Her breasts were the size and shape of cantaloupes with rubbery erect nipples. Although she had been married for seven years, she had a curvacious body, and her tummy was still flat. She had long full smooth legs. She turned her body slightly around so she could view her rump. It was big but perky, and smooth. All-in-all, she was satisfied with her body. Too bad her husband didn't seem to be interested anymore...
She sighed as she thought about her husband. Although they had a satisfactory marriage (as marriages go after seven years), she was unsatisfied. In the past few years her husband had let himself go. He had started to gain weight and was now downright chubby. She supposed that his being in his forties had something to do with it, but the fact was, he didn't seem to care. His vocation, as County Executive, seemed to consume all his energy and interest.
Without thinking about it, Sandi began stroking one of her breasts.
He just doesn't seem to care about me, she thought. When he wants to do it, which is not that often, he'll give me a dozen strokes, shoot his load, and then roll over, and go to sleep...He actually snores afterward!...He just doesn't care about my wants and needs...And he's so small too--short and thin....Well, I've made my bed, as Mom used to say, so I have to lie in it...One thing about it, he does give me a good life—we're well-off—I don't want for anything...I just wish he was a little more attentive to me...
The tingling feeling from her breasts brought Sandi back to the present moment.
“Um,” she sighed
She brought her other hand up and began vigorously stroking both her breasts, letting her thumbs scrap over the nipples. She moaned in pleasure with the feeling.
“Ooh god, what I wouldn't give for a long thick stiff cock,” she breathed out huskily. “Fucking me. Screwing me good and hard and deep.”
She swept a hand down between her legs and began rubbing her pussy, sweeping her hand up and down over her cunny. She gasped with the sensation.
She spread her legs and stroked her pussy vigorously.
“Oh, ah, ooh yes,” she groaned...
Jerold Lemuel watched Sandi from his window. From his view he could see right across the way to the house next door, and into the bedroom window. Without really thinking about it, Sandi kept the bedroom curtains open, and Jerold was getting an eye full.
He watched as she stroked her lovely body. His cock sprang to life, and he began stroking his crotch, hissing at the feeling. What he wouldn't give to stuff his prick in that delicious cunny!...
Out of the corner of her eye Sandi sensed a movement. She turned her head and was greeted with a view through her bedroom window of Jerold pressed against his window, rubbing his dick on the glass.
She saw him clearly as there was a mere fifty feet between the two houses.
She was captivated by the size of his cock and balls. His prick was long, thick and stiff, and his bag was full and fat.
A thrill, never before felt by Sandi, shot through her body. If she had analyzed it, she would have realized it was a jolt of pure mutual voyeurism, but she didn't stop to figure out what was going on. She simply turned her body and began rubbing her breasts and pussy in the direction of Jerold.
A glorious feeling swept through her body. It was as if she and the man next door were engaged in a non-verbal tryst. Her heart thumped at the feeling as a delicious tingling jabbed through her cunny and up to her titties. Suddenly it was almost as if she could feel his big meaty dick sliding up and down her tight moist cunt.
She dug her fingers into her pussy and ran a hand over her tits, squeezing the nipples. She gasped at the sensation. God, she was so fucking hot!
Suddenly she saw Jerold disappear from view and she moaned with disappointment. Just then the phone rang.
She let out a sigh of disappointment, and answered the phone in the bedroom.
“Hello, this is Jerold from next door,” the voice said.
“Oh...hello,” she said with uncertainty. (Why was her heart thumping?)
“Is your husband home?”
“No, he's gone to the courthouse. He'll be gone for hours.” (Now why had she said that?)
“Why don't I come over?”
“Well, I don't know, it's--” Sandi suddenly realized she was talking to thin air as Jerold had hung up.
Her heart was thudding now, but she was undecided what to do. Apparently Jerold was going to come over. But she didn't know if she was ready for him. As turned on as she was, he was, after all, practically a stranger.
She threw on a robe and waited in breathless anticipation.
Soon there was a knock on the front door.
She answered it and Jerold stood there, his cock poking at his pants.
Without a word he entered and both were momentarily at a loss for words. Then Sandi forced herself to speak.
“Would you like a drink?” she asked.
“No,” he replied. “You know what I'm here for.”
Without preamble he grabbed her and pressed his crotch between her legs.
She breathed hard at the feeling of his big hard dick pressing upon her pussy.
He raked her robe up and wrapped his arms around her waist and slid his hands down to her buttocks. He massaged and squeezed her ass-mounds as he went down on her tits. He went from breast to breast, licking the nubs with his lips as he flicked his tongue over the nipples.
A jolt of wet fire shot through Sandi's cunny all the way up to her titties. Her pussy ached and secreted juice and her tits throbbed and were hot and swollen.
Jerold picked her up by the butt and carried her over to the sofa. He laid her down and without a word clambered atop her. He spread her legs and drew them back and pressed his prick onto her cunt.
He grunted and she groaned as he dug his dick up her snug, hot, moist cunny.
“Oh god, your cock feels so big and good. Ah, you're filling me up,” she gasped.
“Um, you've got a sweet-fucking pussy, honey,” he panted.
He thrust every inch of his prick up her cunt, then he drew back a few inches, and then drove it forward again, reaching her core. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and her eyes flew back and her mouth gaped as he jammed every inch of his cock up her pussy.
“Oh god, this is heaven!” she cried. “Jesus Christ, I could fuck all day.”
He rapped his big hard dick up and down her cunt, all the while clutching and squeezing her ass and licking and sucking her tits.
“Oh, ah, I'm cuming now!” she gasped. She hunched and thrust her cunny up to meet his hunches as a climax ripped through her body. She spurted pussy juice and it bathed his prick with a warm ichor.
He rammed his cock in her cunt, mashing and smacking his fat balls upon her ass. She found herself cuming again and she cried out with lust as his prick reached her core and massaged her matrix.
“Goddamn sonofabitch, I'm cuming again!” she cried and thrashed and jerked as yet another orgasm racked her body. Never before had she been fucked by such a long, thick, stiff dick for so long. Never before had she cum three times. She gloried in the screwing she was getting, and vowed to herself that she was going to get more—much more.
Jerold felt his balls jerk and the cum swirl and churn. He knew he was on the verge of shooting his load. But he couldn't stop. Wild horses couldn't have made him stop fucking her.
He yelled with pure unmitigated lust as the semen erupted from his nuts and shot upward through his shaft. He cried aloud as the cum spurted from his dick deep into Sandi's cunt.
“Cuming in that sweet-fucking cunt!” he cried.
“Squirt it deep,” she panted.
Her pussy sucked on his cock, drawing in every spurt of his prick, sucking it deep into her core.
They shared a delicious afterfuck. Jerold swirled his dick in her cunny as she slowly twirled it around his prick.
He didn't waste time on endearments. He withdrew his cock, got off the couch, arranged his clothing, and walked out the door.
Sandi was left with only a delicious afterglow. She didn't mind the abrupt way he had departed. She was still too overwhelmed with the tremendous fucking she had received. Besides, she reasoned, what was to stop them from screwing again—many times in the future?
Later that evening Sandi's husband finally made it home. He mixed himself a drink and Sandi fixed him a meal. Later they made love, if one could call it love. He clambered atop her and crammed his short thin dick in her hungry pussy. He gave her a dozen strokes and then he spurted his cum. She moaned with hunger. She knew he had given her all he had to give. Her cunt begged for more. But she knew he wasn't up to it.
She compared her husband's prick and fucking to Jerold's. There was no comparison. Jerold had her husband beaten by a mile. This only reinforced Sandi's determination to get more cock from Jerold...
She thought of her next-door neighbor and was turned on. He was good-looking, muscular and husky, and he had the longest, thickest, stiffest cock—and big full balls. He had filled her up as she had never been filled before. And he had wonderful staying power, and so much thick creamy cum. She wondered if he was married; he certainly wasn't gay. She had never seen any evidence of a wife next door. He was in his early thirties, and she figured that if he wasn't married, then he was probably a confirmed bachelor. The fact was that Jerold had been divorced for five years and had no intention of getting married again. He was perfectly happy being divorced and free.
The next morning, after her husband had left for the courthouse and his profession of County Executive, she called Jerold on the phone.
Meanwhile, Jerold had been working. He was an art salesman and he did a great deal of his work over the phone and on the computer.. He had spent two hours on the phone with various dealers trying to work out deals for his clients. He didn't know which were worse, the dealers or the artists.
When Jerold answered the phone, he had already mixed himself a wine cooler. He normally didn't drink this early in the morning, but the two hours' wrangling over the phone had jangled his nerves, and he needed a drink.
Sandi's soft purring voice immediately soothed him down.
“Why don't you come over?” she asked. “Hubby's gone to the courthouse. He'll be gone all day.”
“I'll be right over,” he replied.
Sandi shed her clothes. She had decided to meet him at the door totally naked.
A few minutes later there was a knock on the door and Sandi answered it with a thumping heart and dry mouth. Jerold stood there. When he saw her in nothing but her birthday suit his eyes widened and he opened his mouth in surprise. His prick began rising, growing stiff and throbbing. He felt his balls tingling and throbbing.
He knew there was no need for words. He entered and wrapped his arms around her waist and burrowed between her legs.
“Take me in the bedroom,” she said. “I want you to fuck me in my husband's bed.” She ran a hand between their bodies and squeezed his dick.
Jerold was all for it. It appealed to his kinky side. He figured that Sandi had a kinky side as well.
He clutched her butt and picked her up off the floor with his crotch pressed heavily upon her pussy. “Where's the bedroom?” he rasped.
“In there,” she waved at an opened door. He walked quickly to it and entered the bedroom.
He deposited Sandi on the bed, and quickly undressed. His prick jutted out, long, thick and hard, throbbing in its eagerness. She looked agog at it and licked her lips in anticipation.
She got up on her hands and knees as he joined her on the bed. She grasped his cock and went down on it, opening her lips and sliding down the shaft.
He hissed with the feeling and clutched her head and jammed his prick into her wet warm sucking mouth.
“Suck my dick!” he gasped. “Suck every inch of it.”
She obliged him, bobbing her head up and down on his cock. Soon she was deep-throating him, sucking every inch of his dick.
He pumped his prick down to her throat. He felt his balls churning and tingling, and he knew if he didn't ease up he would cum, and he didn't want to do that just yet. He slid his cock out of her mouth and spread her legs and drew them up, forcing her down on her back.
He dived between her legs, burying his face on her cunt. He swiped his tongue up and and down on her slit as he breathed warmly on it.
She hunched up and mashed her pussy on his mouth as he jammed his tongue up her pussy.
“Oh god, eat me!” she panted. Fuck my cunny with your tongue.”
He jabbed his tongue back and forth in her cunt, rasping it over the clit. She thrashed and jerked as he tongue-fucked her. “Oh, ah, Jesus Christ, yes! Oh, unh, now, I'm cuming now!”
She thrust her body up as a climax ripped through her whole being.
She clutched his cock and stroked it as the orgasm sent throes of lust stabbing through her body.
“Fuck me,” she gasped, pulling his prick forward. She moved her body up to meet his dick, and he clutched her ass and hunched forward.
Suddenly he changed his mind about how he wanted to screw her. He decided he wanted to fuck her from behind. So he moved away from her grasp and clutched her and turned her body over and pulled her up. She was now on her hands and knees, her rump facing him.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and moved up close to her butt. He shoved his legs between hers and hunched forward.
He cried aloud as he felt his dick slide into her hot, moist, snug pussy.
She spread her legs and raised her rump up to give him full access. He groaned in lust as he stuffed inch after inch of his dick up her cunt.
“Oh, ah, all the way—every inch,” she crooned. “Dig it in deep. Ooh yes, you're fucking me now. Pump the meat to me.”
He slid his cock back a few inches and then jabbed it forward, thrusting every inch of his prick up her pussy. He then began screwing her royally, fucking her fully and deeply with each thrust.
She caught his rhythm, and soon they were screwing in perfect synch.
He ran his hands up to her titties and mashed and squeezed them as he jammed his big hard prick up and down her cunt.
“Oh god, I'm gonna cum!” she cried as she thrashed and humped back at him.
He cried aloud as the sperm gushed forth from his balls, sped up his shaft, and spurted deep in her cunny.
He rammed every inch of his dick into her cunt—up to her core, as he spewed gob after gob of semen into her hungry pussy.
He fell atop her, pressing her down on the bed as he spurted the final dregs of cum into her cunt's core.
They both just lay there for a few minutes, catching their breath. Then, as with the first time he had screwed her, without a word he got up, arranged his clothing and headed out the door.
Sandi just lay there, enjoying the afterglow of the fuck. It was almost as if she could still feel his big stiff dick jamming in her cunny.
She thought about her situation and the future. Jerold was a good fuck; he had the cock for her; he had the prick she wanted and needed, and there was no reason that they couldn't fuck every day. He certainly had the staying power and the desire to do it to her every day.
But Sandi wanted more than just one fuck a day. She wanted more than even Jerold could give her.
He had awakened in her a world of lust, and Sandi saw no reason why she couldn't satisfy that urge. If Jerold couldn't give her all the cock she wanted, she figured that with her face and body she could get more than enough dick to satisfy her.
Her husband need never know; there was no way he would find out. She could get all the cock she wanted and still remain married to her husband and maintain the lavish lifestyle she was accustomed to.
Yes, the future looked quite bright to Sandi...
She sighed as she thought about her husband. Although they had a satisfactory marriage (as marriages go after seven years), she was unsatisfied. In the past few years her husband had let himself go. He had started to gain weight and was now downright chubby. She supposed that his being in his forties had something to do with it, but the fact was, he didn't seem to care. His vocation, as County Executive, seemed to consume all his energy and interest.
Without thinking about it, Sandi began stroking one of her breasts.
He just doesn't seem to care about me, she thought. When he wants to do it, which is not that often, he'll give me a dozen strokes, shoot his load, and then roll over, and go to sleep...He actually snores afterward!...He just doesn't care about my wants and needs...And he's so small too--short and thin....Well, I've made my bed, as Mom used to say, so I have to lie in it...One thing about it, he does give me a good life—we're well-off—I don't want for anything...I just wish he was a little more attentive to me...
The tingling feeling from her breasts brought Sandi back to the present moment.
“Um,” she sighed
She brought her other hand up and began vigorously stroking both her breasts, letting her thumbs scrap over the nipples. She moaned in pleasure with the feeling.
“Ooh god, what I wouldn't give for a long thick stiff cock,” she breathed out huskily. “Fucking me. Screwing me good and hard and deep.”
She swept a hand down between her legs and began rubbing her pussy, sweeping her hand up and down over her cunny. She gasped with the sensation.
She spread her legs and stroked her pussy vigorously.
“Oh, ah, ooh yes,” she groaned...
Jerold Lemuel watched Sandi from his window. From his view he could see right across the way to the house next door, and into the bedroom window. Without really thinking about it, Sandi kept the bedroom curtains open, and Jerold was getting an eye full.
He watched as she stroked her lovely body. His cock sprang to life, and he began stroking his crotch, hissing at the feeling. What he wouldn't give to stuff his prick in that delicious cunny!...
Out of the corner of her eye Sandi sensed a movement. She turned her head and was greeted with a view through her bedroom window of Jerold pressed against his window, rubbing his dick on the glass.
She saw him clearly as there was a mere fifty feet between the two houses.
She was captivated by the size of his cock and balls. His prick was long, thick and stiff, and his bag was full and fat.
A thrill, never before felt by Sandi, shot through her body. If she had analyzed it, she would have realized it was a jolt of pure mutual voyeurism, but she didn't stop to figure out what was going on. She simply turned her body and began rubbing her breasts and pussy in the direction of Jerold.
A glorious feeling swept through her body. It was as if she and the man next door were engaged in a non-verbal tryst. Her heart thumped at the feeling as a delicious tingling jabbed through her cunny and up to her titties. Suddenly it was almost as if she could feel his big meaty dick sliding up and down her tight moist cunt.
She dug her fingers into her pussy and ran a hand over her tits, squeezing the nipples. She gasped at the sensation. God, she was so fucking hot!
Suddenly she saw Jerold disappear from view and she moaned with disappointment. Just then the phone rang.
She let out a sigh of disappointment, and answered the phone in the bedroom.
“Hello, this is Jerold from next door,” the voice said.
“Oh...hello,” she said with uncertainty. (Why was her heart thumping?)
“Is your husband home?”
“No, he's gone to the courthouse. He'll be gone for hours.” (Now why had she said that?)
“Why don't I come over?”
“Well, I don't know, it's--” Sandi suddenly realized she was talking to thin air as Jerold had hung up.
Her heart was thudding now, but she was undecided what to do. Apparently Jerold was going to come over. But she didn't know if she was ready for him. As turned on as she was, he was, after all, practically a stranger.
She threw on a robe and waited in breathless anticipation.
Soon there was a knock on the front door.
She answered it and Jerold stood there, his cock poking at his pants.
Without a word he entered and both were momentarily at a loss for words. Then Sandi forced herself to speak.
“Would you like a drink?” she asked.
“No,” he replied. “You know what I'm here for.”
Without preamble he grabbed her and pressed his crotch between her legs.
She breathed hard at the feeling of his big hard dick pressing upon her pussy.
He raked her robe up and wrapped his arms around her waist and slid his hands down to her buttocks. He massaged and squeezed her ass-mounds as he went down on her tits. He went from breast to breast, licking the nubs with his lips as he flicked his tongue over the nipples.
A jolt of wet fire shot through Sandi's cunny all the way up to her titties. Her pussy ached and secreted juice and her tits throbbed and were hot and swollen.
Jerold picked her up by the butt and carried her over to the sofa. He laid her down and without a word clambered atop her. He spread her legs and drew them back and pressed his prick onto her cunt.
He grunted and she groaned as he dug his dick up her snug, hot, moist cunny.
“Oh god, your cock feels so big and good. Ah, you're filling me up,” she gasped.
“Um, you've got a sweet-fucking pussy, honey,” he panted.
He thrust every inch of his prick up her cunt, then he drew back a few inches, and then drove it forward again, reaching her core. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and her eyes flew back and her mouth gaped as he jammed every inch of his cock up her pussy.
“Oh god, this is heaven!” she cried. “Jesus Christ, I could fuck all day.”
He rapped his big hard dick up and down her cunt, all the while clutching and squeezing her ass and licking and sucking her tits.
“Oh, ah, I'm cuming now!” she gasped. She hunched and thrust her cunny up to meet his hunches as a climax ripped through her body. She spurted pussy juice and it bathed his prick with a warm ichor.
He rammed his cock in her cunt, mashing and smacking his fat balls upon her ass. She found herself cuming again and she cried out with lust as his prick reached her core and massaged her matrix.
“Goddamn sonofabitch, I'm cuming again!” she cried and thrashed and jerked as yet another orgasm racked her body. Never before had she been fucked by such a long, thick, stiff dick for so long. Never before had she cum three times. She gloried in the screwing she was getting, and vowed to herself that she was going to get more—much more.
Jerold felt his balls jerk and the cum swirl and churn. He knew he was on the verge of shooting his load. But he couldn't stop. Wild horses couldn't have made him stop fucking her.
He yelled with pure unmitigated lust as the semen erupted from his nuts and shot upward through his shaft. He cried aloud as the cum spurted from his dick deep into Sandi's cunt.
“Cuming in that sweet-fucking cunt!” he cried.
“Squirt it deep,” she panted.
Her pussy sucked on his cock, drawing in every spurt of his prick, sucking it deep into her core.
They shared a delicious afterfuck. Jerold swirled his dick in her cunny as she slowly twirled it around his prick.
He didn't waste time on endearments. He withdrew his cock, got off the couch, arranged his clothing, and walked out the door.
Sandi was left with only a delicious afterglow. She didn't mind the abrupt way he had departed. She was still too overwhelmed with the tremendous fucking she had received. Besides, she reasoned, what was to stop them from screwing again—many times in the future?
Later that evening Sandi's husband finally made it home. He mixed himself a drink and Sandi fixed him a meal. Later they made love, if one could call it love. He clambered atop her and crammed his short thin dick in her hungry pussy. He gave her a dozen strokes and then he spurted his cum. She moaned with hunger. She knew he had given her all he had to give. Her cunt begged for more. But she knew he wasn't up to it.
She compared her husband's prick and fucking to Jerold's. There was no comparison. Jerold had her husband beaten by a mile. This only reinforced Sandi's determination to get more cock from Jerold...
She thought of her next-door neighbor and was turned on. He was good-looking, muscular and husky, and he had the longest, thickest, stiffest cock—and big full balls. He had filled her up as she had never been filled before. And he had wonderful staying power, and so much thick creamy cum. She wondered if he was married; he certainly wasn't gay. She had never seen any evidence of a wife next door. He was in his early thirties, and she figured that if he wasn't married, then he was probably a confirmed bachelor. The fact was that Jerold had been divorced for five years and had no intention of getting married again. He was perfectly happy being divorced and free.
The next morning, after her husband had left for the courthouse and his profession of County Executive, she called Jerold on the phone.
Meanwhile, Jerold had been working. He was an art salesman and he did a great deal of his work over the phone and on the computer.. He had spent two hours on the phone with various dealers trying to work out deals for his clients. He didn't know which were worse, the dealers or the artists.
When Jerold answered the phone, he had already mixed himself a wine cooler. He normally didn't drink this early in the morning, but the two hours' wrangling over the phone had jangled his nerves, and he needed a drink.
Sandi's soft purring voice immediately soothed him down.
“Why don't you come over?” she asked. “Hubby's gone to the courthouse. He'll be gone all day.”
“I'll be right over,” he replied.
Sandi shed her clothes. She had decided to meet him at the door totally naked.
A few minutes later there was a knock on the door and Sandi answered it with a thumping heart and dry mouth. Jerold stood there. When he saw her in nothing but her birthday suit his eyes widened and he opened his mouth in surprise. His prick began rising, growing stiff and throbbing. He felt his balls tingling and throbbing.
He knew there was no need for words. He entered and wrapped his arms around her waist and burrowed between her legs.
“Take me in the bedroom,” she said. “I want you to fuck me in my husband's bed.” She ran a hand between their bodies and squeezed his dick.
Jerold was all for it. It appealed to his kinky side. He figured that Sandi had a kinky side as well.
He clutched her butt and picked her up off the floor with his crotch pressed heavily upon her pussy. “Where's the bedroom?” he rasped.
“In there,” she waved at an opened door. He walked quickly to it and entered the bedroom.
He deposited Sandi on the bed, and quickly undressed. His prick jutted out, long, thick and hard, throbbing in its eagerness. She looked agog at it and licked her lips in anticipation.
She got up on her hands and knees as he joined her on the bed. She grasped his cock and went down on it, opening her lips and sliding down the shaft.
He hissed with the feeling and clutched her head and jammed his prick into her wet warm sucking mouth.
“Suck my dick!” he gasped. “Suck every inch of it.”
She obliged him, bobbing her head up and down on his cock. Soon she was deep-throating him, sucking every inch of his dick.
He pumped his prick down to her throat. He felt his balls churning and tingling, and he knew if he didn't ease up he would cum, and he didn't want to do that just yet. He slid his cock out of her mouth and spread her legs and drew them up, forcing her down on her back.
He dived between her legs, burying his face on her cunt. He swiped his tongue up and and down on her slit as he breathed warmly on it.
She hunched up and mashed her pussy on his mouth as he jammed his tongue up her pussy.
“Oh god, eat me!” she panted. Fuck my cunny with your tongue.”
He jabbed his tongue back and forth in her cunt, rasping it over the clit. She thrashed and jerked as he tongue-fucked her. “Oh, ah, Jesus Christ, yes! Oh, unh, now, I'm cuming now!”
She thrust her body up as a climax ripped through her whole being.
She clutched his cock and stroked it as the orgasm sent throes of lust stabbing through her body.
“Fuck me,” she gasped, pulling his prick forward. She moved her body up to meet his dick, and he clutched her ass and hunched forward.
Suddenly he changed his mind about how he wanted to screw her. He decided he wanted to fuck her from behind. So he moved away from her grasp and clutched her and turned her body over and pulled her up. She was now on her hands and knees, her rump facing him.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and moved up close to her butt. He shoved his legs between hers and hunched forward.
He cried aloud as he felt his dick slide into her hot, moist, snug pussy.
She spread her legs and raised her rump up to give him full access. He groaned in lust as he stuffed inch after inch of his dick up her cunt.
“Oh, ah, all the way—every inch,” she crooned. “Dig it in deep. Ooh yes, you're fucking me now. Pump the meat to me.”
He slid his cock back a few inches and then jabbed it forward, thrusting every inch of his prick up her pussy. He then began screwing her royally, fucking her fully and deeply with each thrust.
She caught his rhythm, and soon they were screwing in perfect synch.
He ran his hands up to her titties and mashed and squeezed them as he jammed his big hard prick up and down her cunt.
“Oh god, I'm gonna cum!” she cried as she thrashed and humped back at him.
He cried aloud as the sperm gushed forth from his balls, sped up his shaft, and spurted deep in her cunny.
He rammed every inch of his dick into her cunt—up to her core, as he spewed gob after gob of semen into her hungry pussy.
He fell atop her, pressing her down on the bed as he spurted the final dregs of cum into her cunt's core.
They both just lay there for a few minutes, catching their breath. Then, as with the first time he had screwed her, without a word he got up, arranged his clothing and headed out the door.
Sandi just lay there, enjoying the afterglow of the fuck. It was almost as if she could still feel his big stiff dick jamming in her cunny.
She thought about her situation and the future. Jerold was a good fuck; he had the cock for her; he had the prick she wanted and needed, and there was no reason that they couldn't fuck every day. He certainly had the staying power and the desire to do it to her every day.
But Sandi wanted more than just one fuck a day. She wanted more than even Jerold could give her.
He had awakened in her a world of lust, and Sandi saw no reason why she couldn't satisfy that urge. If Jerold couldn't give her all the cock she wanted, she figured that with her face and body she could get more than enough dick to satisfy her.
Her husband need never know; there was no way he would find out. She could get all the cock she wanted and still remain married to her husband and maintain the lavish lifestyle she was accustomed to.
Yes, the future looked quite bright to Sandi...