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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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As I turned toward her I felt her long fingers invade my hair at the back of my head and she pulled me in to her already open glossy red lips. Her tongue aggressively filled my mouth searching and probing urgently, her breathing heavy through flared nostrils. It was if talons were tearing at my chest as she dug her fingernails into my flesh. I rose from the chair, bumping my hip against the desk, our mouths still locked together, and pulled her body to me. Both her arms locked around my neck and I could feel her large, full breasts squash against my chest. My hands roamed her back and arse and she moaned very softly, her kiss becoming hungrier. She must have changed at the office because I could feel she was now wearing a short, light cotton dress. My hand followed the sensuous curve of her hip down to below the hem and then slowly slid up silky bare flash pushing the material before me. I reached a very thin elastic waistband of what was obviously a minimal g-string and started to pull it down.
She pulled away from me slightly, breaking the passionate kiss. “Take it off” she said huskily. I went to my knees as I pulled the flimsy white g-string down her thighs with one hand, the other pushing her dress up to her waist. Her pussy had been waxed recently and I savoured the warm, smooth tanned skin above the crack with my lips and tongue. When I reached it and probed gently she gasped quietly before exhaling a long and faltering breath. She raised a foot so I could remove the g-string, slightly parted her thighs and pulled my head into inviting swollen pussy lips. My tongue was met by the copious flow of her sweet tasting juices as I explored and lapped at her hardened clit. Her hips rode at me and her breathing was heavy. I was still aware of the erotic soundtrack coming from my laptop and I was sure it was heightening Maria’s state of arousal. Jax must have been nearing an orgasm judging by the noises she was making and the obscene words of encouragement from hosts. Maria suddenly pulled my head back by my hair and, looking down, simply said “Fuck me!” in a voice that sounded like it was struggling not to demand nor implore, but it was certainly an urgent invitation not to be refused.
She pulled me up and started to drag me over to the bed. She briefly looked at the laptop and ordered “Bring that with you!”
She pulled her dress over her head and lobbed it at the desk. Her naked body looked tanned and toned, but still retained a pleasing curviness and voluptuousness. She was beautiful! She knew it. And now she knew that I was thinking it as she pointedly looked at the straining bulge in my trousers. Smiling knowingly, she threw herself sideways onto the bed with a bounce, her wild, red shoulder-length locks enjoying their freedom to express themselves. Her dark eyes bore into me through an untidy mass of crimson curls and she said with playful pout “You are still dressed. Don’t you want to join me? Don’t you want to fuck me while we watch your wife getting what every good whore deserves?” I could or should have said something, but it would wait. There would be a time, but not now. I forced a smile.
I stripped of my clothes rapidly, leaving them in an untidy heap on the floor. My cock was beyond rigid and pointed well above the horizontal, glistening in precum. Maria’s were eyes fixed on it swaying back and forth as I approached the bed, grabbing the laptop on the way. “Mmm...I think I have my answer” she said in unmistakeable triumph. I put the opened laptop at the foot of the bed where we could both see it and lay down beside her. “What are they doing to her now, I wonder? Whatever it is she sounds like she is enjoying it!” she said tauntingly as she got to her knees and bent forward to wrap her fingers around my throbbing dick. “Actually, it is what is she allowing them to do to her? From what I have heard, your dirty little wife will let them do whatever they want. Cock loving little whore!”
I couldn’t resist saying it, even though I didn’t want anything to discourage Maria from wanting my aching cock inside her.
“Like you, Maria?” I said looking at her. The moment of truth, I thought.
“Yes! Like me” she said with a laugh and took me into her mouth, alternating her tongue working my helmet to savour its sticky coating with long, slow enveloping plunges down on me, noisily swallowing more of my length each time. It felt good. Really good. As good as Jax, I was ashamed to admit to myself. I could feel my thighs tensing with the pleasure her mouth was giving me. My hand slid up her thigh and across her round, firm arse. My fingers navigated down the divide between her buttock cheeks until I reached her warm, wet pussy lips and I slid two fingers into her easily. She gave out a muffled moan and then, grasping the base of my cock, she slowly withdrew it from her mouth, continuing to suck it until its very red crown emerged from her glossy lips with a slurping suction sound.
She then began to run her tongue slowly up and down my shaft, her face turned slightly to me so she could maintain a provocative eye contact.
“She is going to be just like me. A beautiful, but filthy, whore. And you want her to be, don’t you?2 she goaded. “You will still love fucking her though, even after all the cock she is going to take, won’t you?” she pressed, almost mockingly.” “Just as you are going to love fucking this whore now.”
“Yes” I croaked weakly.
“Let’s watch her then. We don’t want to miss seeing how willingly your slut wife wants to become a whore, do we? And when you have seen enough, we are going to fuck in celebration! Dirtily, filthily fucking! As befits the moment. I want to feel your spunk pumping into my whore’s cunt. While our colleagues are pumping their spunk into all your wife’s holes back in England. Using her like a whore!” She turned her head back towards the laptop and resumed pleasuring my cock with her tongue while slowly wanking me.
We had been subconsciously aware of the sounds of sex emanating from the laptop forming a type of erotic, background mood music to our increasing intimacy on the bed, but now with the clear visual images to accompany it, the full impact of what was happening to Jax became all too apparent. Things had moved on from the bedroom scene we had witnessed before we became more preoccupied with each other.
Jax was now being roughly fucked doggy style by Guy, who was kneeling on the bed behind her splayed thighs. His big hands were grasping her hips tightly as he pulled her repeatedly onto his powerful thrusts, each one echoing with the slap-slap collision of flesh on flesh. “Take it, bitch” he shouted repeatedly. Her breasts swung violently below her as he fucked her hard. Her fingers desperately grasped clumps of red sheet as she tried to maintain a horizontal position to also take Andy’s cock deep into her mouth at the same time. Andy, grunting gutterally, his head back and eyes closed, had her hair in both his fists as he fucked her face rapaciously in bursts. Everywhere you looked, mirrors reflected my wife’s willing wantoness from a different angle.
With each thrusting burst we could hear wet ‘Glarg-glarg-glarg-glarg’ sounds from the back of her throat. She would then breathe in fresh supplies of air rapidly through flaring nostrils. It was also apparent from her bucking hips that she was riding waves of mini orgasms.
The thick set man, whose back I had seen earlier, was watching the action whilst propped up against a pillow trying to restore life into his flaccid cock. It still looked large even in its present unexcited state. I recognised him as Gerald, the normally mild mannered, risk-averse Finance Director for our UK organisation, who was forty-five, but looked older. He must have already shot his load into her and had made way for the others while he recovered.
Jane was standing naked beside the bed tightening the belt of a strap-on penis. The large business end was black, thick and curved. A naked John walked into shot, his veiny cock hard and erect. He pulled Jane into him and kissed her fully on her opening mouth. He then turned to camera and announced “I hope you are enjoying the show as much as we are? It’s always good to find a slut who really loves a good, hard fucking. And this slut can really take cock! Listen to her!”
Andy’s grunting was becoming loud and urgent, matching Guy’s cresting growls. They were about to enjoy their sexual release and come into her together, one down her throat, the other deep into her welcoming cunt. Sensing their imminent ejaculation, Jax’ gargling moans from the back of her filled throat increased in pitch and her hips and thighs began to spasm as she pushed back on Guy’s cock, a sure sign of her massive impending orgasm.
Maria murmured “Mmmm...the dirty bitch is going to cum!” before enveloping my cock with her wet mouth again. It was hard holding on and not starting to cum myself.
Both men went rigid momentarily and then roared in unison. Guy yelled “FFFFuuucccckkkk!!!!” Their bodies began to twitch erratically as they shot off their bursts of hot spunk into both ends of Jax. She had started cumming too. Her hips were pulsing with convulsive movements and we could see a torrent of liquid coursing down the inside of her thighs. The bitch was squirting again as she orgasmed!
As the roaring subsided and the their thrusts became less forceful, the guys took their time in completely emptying the contents of their balls into her, making sure she got every spurting drop. Andy pulled his cock out of Jax mouth and she let out loud gasping moans as she gulped air through her continuing orgasm. Strings of spunk were hanging from glistening lips and chin. Guy withdrew and sat back on his heels with an audible sigh of satisfaction, his bent cock still hard and visibly throbbing. His creamy cum started to ooze out her and drip onto the red sheet in viscous blobs.
Jane, the strap-on standing proud between her thighs, sat on the bed next to Jax and pulled her to her. Jax clung to her naked body, wrapping her arms around her back tightly and, although still gasping, she searched for her mouth to kiss her passionately. John approached and stroked her blond hair with surprising affection. “Good girl” was all he said.
At the top of shot, a grinning Gerald was now kneeling at the top of the bed wanking his now fully recovered cock. He looked predatory and hungry.
Still embracing and kissing, Jane slowly pulled Jax back down onto the bed. A river of spunk was pouring out of her used, swollen cunt and coating her arse cheeks. Jane stroked Jax’ prone body causing her to continue to writhe in pleasure, and said “Do you want more, darling?”
“Yes” she whispered almost inaudibly “Fuck me again.”
“My, what a greedy girl you are!” Jane said with an evil smile. “We like greedy girls, don’t we John?”
Suddenly, Maria knelt up. “Oh my God! What a fucking whore you married!”. Her long legs then straddled me and she started to impale herself on my rock hard dick. “They are going to give it to her again and I am going to ride you while you watch.” I squeezed her tits and pinched hard on a nipple causing her to close her eyes and squeal in both pain and pleasure. “You bitch!” I said.
“Yes” she answered and I could feel her warm, wet cunt clenching as she started to ride me.
She pulled the laptop closer so that I wouldn’t miss a moment of my wife’s next descent into sin and corruption.
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lol xxx
& like couple above said 'take ur time, its always worth the wait' 
