over his ass cheeks, feeling the muscles there contract and relax as he furiously plowed into her burning snatch.
'Oh-oh, Jesus, yes!! I'm gonna come!' Darren snarled as he felt her drooling wet pussy walls close in even tighter around his hypersensitive cock meat. It felt as if his prick was expanding to twice its size while his churning, burning balls were like a primed hand grenade, ready to blow their steaming load of man-goo.
'Shit! Oh, yeah, yeah, uuhhhh!' he bellowed, then dropped his head, stretching his neck to latch onto one of Carol's heaving tits with his mouth. He sucked as much of the wet, slippery nipple and surrounding tit meat into his mouth as he could, slurping hungrily. And as his balls erupted, his muffled cries and snorts of pleasure set up vibrations of lascivious joy in Carol's shaking breasts.
'Uh! Uhh! Uhh!' he grunted as his cock unleashed it's long held-back load of sticky jizz. His cock spewed its heavy load of man-come deep into Carol's welcoming pussy.
Carol lost almost all control as she felt the frantic spasming of his prick, pumping her hungry, sucking slit full of burning spunk. She arched her rounded buttocks, slamming up onto his gysering fuckpole, trying to drive even his fat balls deeply into the clasping warmth of her quim.
'Yes! So, good, so fucking gggooooddddd!!!!!' she yelled, her fingernails leaving red furrows down his back as she exploded in her own burning climax. The fuck creams oozed from her twitching, trembling cunt, soaking the carpet below the erotically wrestling lovers.
'More! Oh, please, give me all of it! she whined, eyes shut, teeth gritted tightly as she gave herself over to the wonderful sexual high. She gripped Darren's sweaty, tightly clenched asscheeks in both hands, pulling him in to her sweet snatch as if never wanting to release her cunt grip on him, his cock still spewing load after load of his hot seed until she was almost swimming in jizz!
CHAPTER TEN
4:55 p.m…
'Damn soap!'
Carol stepped out of the shower, her hands sliding along one slick wall of tiles as she reached blindly for a towel. After a long day of fucking and sucking, an afternoon shower always helped to refresh her and get her ready for the evening. And this shower had done two things for the wanton housewife-gotten soap in her eyes, and put the itch back in her pussy!
Both had been her own fault. After working up a thick head of lather, she'd begun to work the scented soap over her voluptuous body. But as she gently stroked her own wet flesh she'd begun to get turned on all over again, and found her hands creeping again and again to the moist juncture of her thigh-moist not just with soap and water, but her own interior juices.
She was really only idly playing around, enjoying the warm tingling of a slow sexual build-up. But she'd forgotten about her head full of shampoo, and a thin dribble of soapy water had suddenly plopped into her eye.
So, standing in the midst of her bathroom she daubed at her eye with a towel, slowly opening and closing it, waiting for her vision to clear and the burning to go away. But as the burning pain in her eye died down, the burning need in her pussy fired back up at what her eye slowly focused in on.
She was standing in front of the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door, and the erotic sight of her own incredible nude body sent a warm shiver up her spine.
As a confirmed lover of both men and women, Carol ran an appreciative eye over her own outstanding physical gifts. Standing there totally nude, her well-tanned body was gleaming wet, her long blonde hair now flat and falling in thick, heavy waves over her shoulders. She grinned at the sight of her still firmly swelling tits, and grabbing each in her hands, lifted and offered their succulent weight to her mirror image. Pouting seductively she moved into a pose like she'd seen so often in Ken's men's magazines-magazines she herself loved to leaf through, checking out the incredibly erotic beauties they displayed.
Lowering her eyes Carol checked out the neatly trimmed triangle of blonde fur at her crotch. Turning one long, perfect leg and flexing her knee, she opened up her twat to view. The pink lips of her pussy, swollen with arousal, a clear sign of the delectable pleasure her incredible body was capable of delivering to all her lovers.
Many men, and almost as many women, had sampled those delicious wares, Carol thought with wicked satisfaction. Her own son and daughter had shared in the burning flames of her virtually insatiable lusts! And always, always, she wanted more.
Like right now. With no one around, Carol was well capable of taking matters into her own hands, quite literally. The aching need in her pussy was quickly becoming a smoldering fire, ready to burst out. And Carol was happy to stoke those flames higher.
So eager that, tossing her towel aside, she dropped onto her back on the carpeted bathroom floor, cupping her ripe tits in her hands, squeezing and fondling the pliant flesh. She used her thumbs to tease her fat nipples until they were up hard and aroused, throbbing with pleasure.
'Mmmmm, yes, you like that, don't you my lovies?' she cooed as she played with her tits.
Carol giggled wickedly as she realized that, in pleasuring herself, she had the best of both fantasy worlds if she wished. She could pretend it was a virile, heavy-hung stud mauling her boobs, getting ready to shove his towering cock deep into her twat. Or, she could pretend it was another woman, massaging her breasts with the knowing, sensual touch only another woman could give. Carol could even pretend that she was the one enjoying playing with a female partner's, tits-a woman with a pair of mammoth titties to match her own!
That particular fantasy conjured up the momentary memory of just such a lover from her past-Marilyn Sherman. Marilyn had a pair of huge, mouthwatering tits to match Carol's own-plus an appetite for pussy eating that had taken Carol's breath away. Marilyn had been a hard-core lesbian when Carol met her, never having made it with a man before in her life. Carol felt it had been her job to educate the sexy girl to the pleasures of real cock- fucking-without, of course, taking away her taste for girl-goo.
It took only a few sessions of Carol's expertly wielding her special dildo on Marilyn's cock-virgin pussy to prime the girl for a real prick. And Carol made sure she was there when the hot little lez got it, in the bed herself when her own husband took Marilyn's cherry. Carol had even sucked his hot jizz back out of the girl's dripping slot afterwards.
Of course, Carol had really been the one to take Marilyn's cherry with her dildo, but Ken's fuck was the event that both of the women placed as the real maidenhead-bursting event.
Carol's body temperature was rising now at the erotic memories flooding back, and she licked her lips in memory of the taste when she'd slurped up Ken's still-steaming jizz mixed with Marilyn's hot ooze from the big titted girl's sweet pussy.
Carol's breath was becoming more labored as her slender, questing fingers slid slowly down the warm, moist swells of her smooth torso. Slowly, teasingly, she slid her fingertips over the trembling swell of her soft belly until she felt the fluffy hairs curling just over her pussy slot. She could feel the warm gash juices oozing from her simmering pussy, and with only the tip of one finger, she grazed the sensitive flesh of her slit.
'Ooooohh, yes… take it slow, girl, take it sloooowwww…' she sighed, licking her tongue over her full, rich lips. She danced her fingers gently around her muff, playing the game she was so good at-titillation. She moved lower still, away from the wetly pulsing gash of her pussy, and stroked the sensitive, flawless flesh of her inner thighs. Her entire curvy body began to squirm deeper into the soft, wet bathroom carpet.
Pulling her knees up, Carol spread her long legs wide open, feeling a waft of warm, humid air drift over her equally warm and moist pussy, the pink lips flowering open in arousal. She dipped her fingers into just the entrance of her cunt, and could feel the droplets of twat-cream foaming along her sweet slot. She was wet and ready.
Using both hands, Carol spread open the softly swollen lips of her quim, arching her back and thrusting her groin up, pressing down with her feet. She shivered in ecstasy as she traced along the delicate lines of her wet folds, loving the double feel of pussy on fingers and fingers on pussy.
Maintaining a gentle back and forth stroking along the length of her slit, the luscious woman pulled her thumbs up to seek out the erect bud of her clitoris. It already was pushing up out of its hood, and as she slowly rubbed the sensitive knoblet between her fleshy thumb pads, she had it throbbing urgently, aroused at the very center of all her desires.
