Untamed Passion

The top of Elaine’s dress had fallen to her waist. She had leaned down on one arm and hiked up the skirt, and her hands were softly caressing her naked skin as she watched her husband seduce the babysitter. It was good for her too, she knew Martin’s touch better than anyone, and with each minor touch, each soft probe of his fingers she felt as if he were touching her skin. She shuddered as Martin’s fingers slipped between Stella’s

widespread thighs. Stella’s passion for him was as plain as the lust on her face.

“I want…” Stella gasped, tearing at the drawstring that held Martin’s white pants up. “I want it!” she said, bending forward with her lips parted. She wanted to worship his cock. With one hand curled around the shaft, her other hand cupped his heavy balls, and her lips and tongue covered every inch of his burgeoning penis that wasn’t concealed by her grasping hands. When she took his swollen glans into her mouth, she heard Elaine whimper and she glanced nervously up at Martin’s wife. The woman was ridiculously sexy with her skirt hiked up and her fingers in her pussy, her delicious breasts bare and swaying, her nipples firm. Stella gasped as Elaine fisted her pussy, something Stella had heard of but never seen.

Martin had slid down Stella’s belly and his head stole between her thighs. Stella lurched spastically as his tongue sought out and found her clit, teasing her with its slick hot wetness. The tendons inside her thighs felt as if they would tear as she spread them wider to give him better access to her pussy. She began to writhe as his tongue penetrated her pussy and lingered between it and her puffy clit.

Just when Stella thought she couldn’t take anymore, Martin’s tongue slipped out of her pussy and probed her ass. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets as he searched and probed the tiny puckered ring. After he had

gotten it wet and inserted his tongue, he probed the tiny hole with his index finger. Stella had never experienced a ‘small’ orgasm before, but she did now. The ring of her ass was clamped hard around his finger, but it didn’t hurt her at all, it excited her beyond anything she’d ever known.

“She’s a natural,” Martin said breathlessly to Elaine. Elaine watched in

absolute fascination as Martin probed Stella’s ass. There was little doubt the girl was an anl virgin, but there was even less doubt that she would remain one much longer. Already the girl was begging Martin for more…

Stella was far beyond horny. A raging lust was building inside her that would have frightened her had she not been so far gone. She was having

visions of cocks in her hands, her mouth, her pussy, and most especially in her ass. It seemed as if her very soul was crying out for the thick white

cream she knew would eventually spurt from the tips of the cocks, and she wanted to bathe in it. The level of her desire had reached an insane intensity and she was screaming her demand for Martin to fuck her in the ass.

Martin patiently inserted a second finger into her tight ass and felt her

sphincter loosen to accommodate the extra digit. Her ass was pushing back against his hand and she was still screaming “More Martin, more! Please put it in my ass, I want it now!” A third finger joined the first two and she had no problem taking it either. Stella was bucking wildly in his arms now.

She was unrecognizable as the teen babysitter from next door. Where moments before there had been an innocent yet horny young woman, there was now a lusty writhing Valkyrie demanding to be satisfied, demanding to be used and rutted on. There was no longer any tenderness in her…she was a lioness…and she was his equal in her desire. “Fuck my ass Martin!” she roared.

Now almost afraid not to accede to her demands, Martin flipped her onto her belly and rose high behind her as her head swiveled around to glare at him tauntingly as she writhed beneath his swollen cock. “Stick it in me, Martin,” she commanded, “stick it in me now!” He tried to enter her ass

slowly, but Stella was having none of it. Her hands clenched in the soft pile of the carpet and she slammed her ass back against his erection, slamming it in until there was nothing left to fit inside her. Her mouth was open in a

silent howl of pleasure and she was quaking, spitting on his rampant penis.

Stella’s wide round eyes stared at Elaine’s, silently begging, and Elaine sat up and pressed her hard nipple into Stella’s mouth. It wasn’t enough. Stella clawed at Elaine and dragged her body beneath her. Elaine got the message, rolling onto her bag and crawling up to put her head between Stella’s spread legs. Elaine could see Martin’s cock slamming into Stella’s ass just inches from her eyes. Keeping her eyes wide so she could watch

the exciting spectacle, she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue up against Stella’s clit.

The pleasure was so intense that it was almost unbearable, and Stella’s head dipped down between Elaine’s spread thighs and shaved pussy. Her tongue speared into Elaine’s sweet pussy and Stella was lost in a haze of lust and mounting excitement…she had no idea how much more she could take.

It was Martin who lost it first. The two women were still shaking and grinding their pussies into each other’s faces when Martin pulled his cock out of Stella’s ass, spraying wildly over his wife’s face and Stella’s ass. He thought the jets of thick white cum would never stop. He fell back to the floor and watched the two women in pure wonder.

Stella continued to eat Elain’s pussy wildly while Elaine lapped at the cum Martin had given them. When she struggled to sit up to reach the cum on Stella’s ass, Stella reversed her position and began to lap wildly at the cum on Elaine’s face. The two had found a way to fit their clits together and they were grinding away still as they sucked up his cum and swapped it back and forth between their hungry mouths.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

When they could find no more of the white cream on each other to play

with, both women eyed Martin’s limp penis with hunger and crawled over to his inert body. They fed on the remains of the cum on his body.

They stayed at it until Martin could no longer get it up, and there was no place left in Stella’s body where his cock would fit and his cum hadn’t been. When the three of them passed into sleep together, a single thought crept into Martin’s mind. He was the luckiest man alive because these two women shared a passion for him.