Your Cheating Hot Wife

by Willow Haze

  Cynthia chuckled deep in her throat, a sound so sexy it made George's cock quiver. In spite of his wife's bold ambition and brash resolve to entice their next door neighbor into fooling around with them, he never expected it to happen. His eyes burned with lust and his fingers worked quickly to unbutton Carol's blouse and slide it off. His cock uncoiled fully and pressed hard against his pants.

  Cynthia skinned out of her dress, stripped her panties off and threw them aside. She turned to George and quickly undressed him. Carol cupped her tits and rolled her stiff nipples between her thumbs and forefingers as she watched them.

  Carol reached down and gripped his cock as his lips brushed hers. She tilted her head and opened her mouth to his kiss. His tongue met hers, twisting sinuously. Slowly, his mouth settled against her sensuous lips. She threw her other arm around his neck with a groan of joy. She clung to his cock as he avidly explored her mouth with his tongue. Dreamy thrills rumbled through her voluptuous body. His ringers wandered over one of her lovely tits. Between sensual tongue strokes, he nibbled at her mouth, caught her lower lip in his teeth and bit gently.

  Cynthia cupped Carol's other tit with both hands and kissed her tumescent nipple. Carol gasped and shuddered. Getting felt up by the horny couple sparked sweet longings of lust in her heart. Her pussy ached so delicately. Her clit felt an inch long. Juice oozed from her pussy.

  George stepped back and watched his two women with growing excitement. Carol shivered as Cynthia cupped both of her tits and gently stroked the thick nipples with her thumbs.

  "like hot silk," Cynthia whispered.

  She sank slowly to her knees. She gripped the top of Carol's panties and slide them down. Carol stepped daintily out of her panties. She straddled Cynthia's head and curled her pussy forward. Cynthia's tongue circled her lush red lips slowly.

  "So lovely," Cynthia whispered, captivated by her moist pink cleft peeking through Carol's thick brunette bush. "So feminine, so enticing."

  "She loves the taste of pussy," George said softly.

  Carol reached out with one hand, and George stepped closer so she could grasp his cock again. She squeezed his prick and shivered. "Your cock is so beautiful, George," she murmured. "It feels so big and hot." She thought of how it would feel in her mouth and pussy, and licked her lips. "I'm so excited. This is my first threesome."

  Cynthia looked up, across Carol's flat belly at her jutting tits. "My husband adores big, firm tits," she said, her voice husky with emotion.

  "We sure fill the bill," Carol giggled. "We'll smother him in hot tits."

  "Yours are a lot firmer than mine," Cynthia said.

  CHAPTER TEN

  Cynthia reached up between Carol's legs and tickled her fingers through the crack of her ass. A throbbing ache flashed through Carol's wet pussy. George led her to the couch and seated her. She lay back and stretched her legs out fully. She was nearly mad with passion.

  Cynthia crawled between Carol's legs and touched her clit with the tip of her finger. Carol sighed, and her eyes glazed over with unbridled lust. She grabbed her tits and tweaked her stiff nipples as she watched Cynthia's finger. George sat down by Carol and hefted one of her tits. She looked at him with fire in her eyes and smiled dreamily.

  Cynthia spread Carol's puffy pussy lips and ran the tip of her tongue lightly over the brunette's clit. "Big, beautiful clit," she murmured. "Much bigger than mine."

  "I'll find out soon, won't I?" Carol chuckled.

  "God, I hope so!" Cynthia exclaimed. Her impassioned look expressed her zealous desire to eat the horny young wife's pussy.

  Carol grabbed George's cock and squeezed it so hard, he grunted. Cynthia's tongue settled on top of Carol's female prick and began to jiggle. One second the probing tip was delving deeply into Carol's slippery snatch, and the next it swirled around her bloated clit. The size of the brunette's love-spike pleased her. Big clits turned her on as much as big cocks. She knew Carol would go wild when she went over the edge. No woman could resist her oral skills.

  An electrifying, searing thrill ripped through the horny young housewife's body. Cynthia lashed out with her tongue and probed Carol's humid hole, then captured her swollen clit between her lips and sucked fiercely. Her fingers slid around the slick cunt lips, then two of them sneaked into Carol's fluttering channel. She tongued Carol's clit as she wiggled her fingers, and felt a spasm of pleasure ripple through the brunette's body.

  "You taste so good," Cynthia mumbled against Carol's pussy. "I want you to cum real hard, darling."

  "Oh, God, I will!" Carol exclaimed. "I'm already about to explode!" She pulled her legs back and put her feet on the edge of the couch. She spread her thighs, opening herself wide to Cynthia's experienced tongue. She clung to George's cock as if it was a lifeline. "Get me off, dear," she whispered hoarsely. "I want to cum so badly."

  Cynthia's lust-laden face dipped back between Carol's shapely thighs. She devoured Carol's twat greedily, sucking tenderly one moment and more ferociously the next. She vibrated her tongue full tilt, giving Carol a series of deep, shattering thrills.

  Carol looked at George and moaned, "Oh, George, she really knows how to eat pussy! I'm going to blow wipe open!"

  "You aren't the first woman she's turned inside out with her tongue," George said. He patted Carol on the shoulder and smiled encouragingly. He kissed her lips, then each of her nipples. "She goes after pussy with everything she's got."

  "God, she's really going after mine!" Carol groaned.

  Cynthia used her devilish flair for teasing to arouse Carol to a stampede of passion. As Carol neared the peak, she deliberately slowed her tongue. She delicately probed Carol's hot hole with the tip and applied a soft, dreamy suction to her clit. She thrust two fingers in and out of Carol's oily depths and stuck the middle finger of her other hand into the crack of her ass. She eased the tip into Carol's tight little orifice to give her a double thrill.

  Nearly frantic from Cynthia's teasing, Carol pulled Cynthia's mouth to her crotch and jerked her wet twat turbulently against her lips. A moment later, she gasped and quivered wildly as a breathtaking orgasm washed over her. Cynthia penetrated her spasming depths with her hot tongue, and Carol thought she would faint from sheer joy.

  Cynthia clung to her squirming neighbor and increased the cadence of her tongue and her fingers. She liked to submerge herself in a woman's succulent tenderness. Now that she had opened the door with Carol, she knew she would return as often as she wished to the delectable center of her passion. She felt Carol's muscles squeeze her fingers. Her own pussy tingled.

  She lifted her head for a moment and said, "George, darling, join us for a few minutes." She wiggled her ass, indicating what parts she wanted him to join. "Save your cum for Carol. I'll cum, too, if you stick your cock in me." She knew he had enough control to keep from cumming. She would have played with her own hot box, but her hands were busy with Carol's pussy.

  George got behind his wife on his knees and caressed her remarkably taut, lush ass as she returned her tongue to Carol's liquefied slit. He gripped his cock, rubbed the head against her hot, well-lubricated slit, then plunged all the way in with one easy stroke.

  "Ooohhh, Cynthia!" Carol wailed, delighted with the way the blonde was making her pussy feel. "Eat me, Cynthia! Suck my cunt good! Make me cum!" No one had ever eaten her so well. "Oh, my God! It's so good. So fucking good! Lick my pussy, Cynthia! Lick it! I'm going to cum for you!"

  Cynthia pressed her finger into Carol's ass as she turned her other hand over and dug her fingers into her G-spot. She hung on and fought to keep her mouth glued to Carol's hairy slit as the young woman bucked and wiggled and jerked violently.

  George knew precisely what his wife needed. He reached under her and frigged her clit with two fingers as he rubbed the head of his cock gently over her prominent G-spot. She twitched her ass in gratitude and snorted into Carol's pussy.

  Carol's wails became piercing cries of ecstasy as she went over the edge. Her body bounced and bu
cked and jerked so hard, she nearly jumped off the couch. Only Cynthia's mouth pressed against her cunt kept her from hitting the floor on her ass. She threw her head back, stared wide-eyed at the ceiling and gave herself over unremittingly to her climax. She came so hard she lost her breath.

  Cynthia joined Carol in orgasm. She moaned deep in her throat as she sucked and slurped and licked and drained Carol's drizzling pussy. When Carol's body slumped limply, she pulled her fingers from Carol's hole and spread her pussy lips wide. She licked the full length of the sticky gash, then dipped her tongue into the small opening at the bottom of the slit and lapped up the last drops of savory juice. Carol shivered with joy as Cynthia's tongue made its lascivious journey up and down her juicy furrow.

  "Hmmm, your pussy tastes so good, darling!" Cynthia said. She grinned and smacked her lips. "I could just lick you all day!"

  Carol sat up and looked at George. "Cynthia is such a good cunt-lapper, George! She made me cum so hard and got my pussy ready for your big cock. Will you fuck me now?"

  Cynthia pulled away from George and sat on the couch with her back against the arm. "Turn around, darling, and lean back against me."

  Carol turned around and lay against Cynthia with her head between the blonde's soft tits. She reached up and pressed the silky mounds against the side of her head. "Let me lick your cock while it still has Cynthia's juice on it," she said.

  George straddled Carol's body with his ass on her tits and his prick sticking out over her face. She licked the head, then held it delicately in her fingers and licked his stem from tip to root.

  "Your tongue feels damn good, honey," he said softly. "You really know how to lick a cock."

  "Licking her pussy made me hot," Cynthia said. "Watching her lick your cock makes me even hotter!"

  George wondered if his wife could possibly get any hotter. She had her right hand under Carol's back. He couldn't see it, but he knew she was diddling her clit. Her left hand danced across Carol's chest, going from tit to tit, pulling and twisting her nipples, making them stand way out and pulse with hot blood.

  "Get my hot little pussy, George," Carol hissed. "Get it real good!"

  George didn't need a second invitation. He knelt on the couch between Carol's legs with his stiff rod sticking out over her belly. He caressed the inside of her thighs, slid his hand into her crotch and smoothed down the hair around her slit. "Beautiful pussy," he said.

  "Look at those lips," Cynthia said. "Aren't they lovely?"

  George took each thick lip between his thumbs and forefingers and stretched them out fully. "Terrific," he said. "I bet they really cling to a cock."

  "Isn't our horny little neighbor just about the sexiest thing you ever laid eyes on?" Cynthia said.

  "Besides you, you mean," George replied.

  "Oh!" Carol breathed heavily. "This is fantastic-so kinky, so wicked! A woman's husband is going to fuck me, and she's helping him do it! I love it! George, if you have the vigor Cynthia says you do, we're going to have a ball!"

  "How about two of them?" George muttered. His hand glided down Carol's body to her hairy, swelling mound.

  With a sharp little cry of happiness, Cynthia pulled her hand from under Carol's back and grabbed both of her tits. Her shallow, uneven breathing signaled her intense arousal.

  Carol reached up and tickled her fingers up and down George's big prod. Her face flushed a pale pink. She had never been so turned on! When Cynthia's hand joined George's on her pussy, the flush spread quickly over the rest of her body and deepened.

  George stuck two fingers in Carol's snatch as his lips and tongue devoured her mouth. His fingers made her ache for his cock in the worst way. Cynthia's hands roved all over her tits, cupping them, fondling them, and playing with her stiff nipples.

  George's fingers made squishy sounds in Carol's hot hole. His tongue plunged in and out of her eager mouth. Her hands glided over his rigid rod, examining it, measuring the length and breadth. She smeared his pre-cum over her palms and his shaft.

  "Oh, George, darling, I want to see your beautiful cock going in and out of her lovely pussy," Cynthia said in a husky, passionate voice.

  George straightened up, held his stiff cock in one hand and aimed it at Carol's twat.

  "Not so fast," Cynthia admonished. "You know you have to kiss a pussy before you fuck it."

  "Yeah," George muttered, so inflamed by the thought of fucking his neighbor that he forgot his manners. He leaned over and planted a loving, wet kiss right in the center of Carol's sopping slit.

  Cynthia was even more inflamed than her husband. She leaned over, nearly smothering in Carol's tit flesh, and put both hands in the brunette's crotch. Carol captured one of Cynthia's nipples and sucked hard. Cynthia peeled Carol's puffy pussy lips apart and stared into George's face. He could see the lust written all over her beautiful features.

  "Look at her magnificent gash, darling! And just look at her big clit! Lick it, darling! Make her feel good, the way you do me!"

  He had never seen his wife behave with such abandon. She acted almost out of control with carnal passion. He touched the tip of his tongue to the bottom of Carol's slot, then dragged it up to her clit. She jerked and moaned when his tongue slithered across her engorged love button. Her hips wiggled, moving faster and faster as he increased the speed and pressure of his tongue. Her big clit felt like a small, hard nipple under his tongue.

  Cynthia cradled Carol's head between her soft tits and kissed her passionately. Carol liked having Cynthia's tongue in her mouth and George's tongue in her pussy at the same time.

  "Ooohhh, darling," Cynthia muttered passionately as she stared at her husband's head between Carol's thighs. "That's the way, darling. Lick her clit! God, I can hardly stand it!"

  Carol let out a loud wail of fulfillment. Her hands flew up to Cynthia's tits and her fingers dug into the tender flesh. She came turbulently, trailing her nails down Cynthia's tits.

  George lifted his head and stared at his wife's lust-contorted face. "Gotta fuck her now," he muttered.

  "Oh, yes, George, please fuck me!" Carol wailed.

  "Give her your cock, darling!" Cynthia moaned. "Let me help you. Let me put your cock in her cunt."

  Cynthia seldom said cunt. George knew she was more excited than usual. He straightened up and aimed his rod at Carol's tender gash. Cynthia leaned over, stuck one hand in Carol's crotch and spread her snatch open. George moved forward and touched the tip of his lance to the mouth of Carol's twat. Cynthia grabbed his rod in her other hand, held it tightly, guiding it. He stared at Carol's crotch as his wife positioned his prick and gave it a hard yank. He jerked his hips and the bloated head of his throbbing dick penetrated into Carol's lower mouth.

  He shuffled forward on his knees, and his prick slipped easily into the heated passage, gliding through the river of girl-juice flowing from her molten hole. He felt his wife's fingers sliding along his shaft.

  Carol closed her eyes and gasped with pleasure as George slowly penetrated her tight channel. His cock filled her to the brim. She saw a beautiful galaxy of bright stars on her eyelids.

  Cynthia's eyes blazed with lust as she watched her husband's prick disappear into the horny housewife's magic box. She took her hand from Carol's pussy lips, cupped his balls, and gave them an encouraging squeeze.

  He looked at his wife and smiled. Her face was a study in passion. She enjoyed watching Carol take his cock as much as she enjoyed taking it herself. He buried his ramrod to the hilt, and Carol gasped and shuddered.

  "My God, she took you in one gulp," Cynthia muttered.

  "Yeah, but she's real tight. Splendid, tight pussy."

  "Wonderful big cock, George," Carol hissed. "I love it. I really, really love to fuck. Swinging is the best thing I've ever done."

  "I agree!" George laughed. He started pounding Carol's pussy like a jackhammer.

  "Fuck her, darling!" Cynthia yelled. "Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!"

  "Oh, fuck!" Carol wailed. "Fan-fucki
ng-tastic!"

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  A full-blown party was in progress when Carol and Frank arrived. All of the women had great bodies, and wore the briefest of thong bikinis, as if trying to prove how shapely they were. Carol felt right at home wearing her skimpy bikini.

  Judy greeted Carol and Frank with a bright smile and a big smooch. "Hello, dears. The bar is over there. I would play the perfect hostess and get you a drink, but Don's yelling for more meat to burn."

  "Hello, Judy," Carol replied. "That's okay, you go do whatever you have to. Where is Don?"

  Judy pointed to the far side of the pool. "Over there, under that cloud of smoke." She rushed off to complete her appointed task.

  "I'll see you later," Frank said. "I'm going to take Don a cold beer and chat awhile."

  Carol went to the bar and fixed a drink of sour mash, water and a couple of ice cubes. She searched the milling mob, looking for someone, anyone, she knew. She recognized Patti Kohl, a woman who espoused an ultraconservative political viewpoint on a local morning TV talk show. The bottom of her white thong bikini left the cheeks of her pretty ass bare. The two tiny triangles of cloth over her medium-size breasts barely covered her nipples. No white lines showed on her deeply tanned body. She sunbathed in the nude.

  Well, so much for her public persona, Carol thought. She's the last woman I'd expect to see at an orgy. Boy, you can never tell about people!

  She shrugged philosophically, mystified by the incongruity. She felt a pair of eyes trying to bore holes in her back. She turned around and looked at the man. She recognized him at once. His picture was often in the newspaper. He headed a major, multinational conglomerate based in Denver. A former star college quarterback, he still had the rugged, powerful build of his youth. She stared at him boldly as he ogled her lecherously. Her hourglass figure, with full, heavy breasts, narrow waist, and lushly curved hips had that effect on a lot of men.

  He smiled suavely and came over. His fingertips crawled down her bare back, and she shivered.