A Bride For The Whole Family(52)

Within the wet slit, she saw the scalloped folds of the inner lips of her pussy. They, too, were still quivering with the pleasure of her climax. The palpitating folds dripped with the aroused juices that flowed from her depths. Her clitoris was extended for what appeared to be at least a half of an inch. It was thick and throbbing.

As a matter of fact, so was Michael-a fact he apparently meant to put to good use, Diana thought as she watched her husband.

Clutching at the heavy forms of Lorraine's breasts for support, he slid atop her and hung above her. His cock, hard and long, lurched hungrily at the mouth of her belly. His hands brutally crushed the sensitive tits beneath his fingers. Tortured white flesh squelched up through his fingers. Lorraine groaned.

Without giving her the slightest indication of his intentions, he slammed his lust-rigid cock into the desirous mouth of her pussy. He smacked wetly into the trembling folds of her inner lips. The swollen tip of his prick rammed its way between the pouting scallops and was sucked deeply into the juicy interior of her hot body.

Lorraine cried out.

Actually, Diana decided it was more of a mixture of surprise and pleasure.

Her eyes flared open and stared at her stepson. She started to speak, but he jerked out of her slick oil-filled, well-lubricated channel, stiffling the words so that they came out as a long "oooohhhh!" He smiled down at her. She smiled back.

Her smooth willing sheath of liquid warmth flowered around him. It clamped tightly and seemed to suck on the swollen length of his cock, which, in turn twitched and jerked in the heated inner lips of her hungry slit. It sucked him back into the moist, tight chamber of her belly. The velvet-textured walls of her vagina rippled impetuously, fondling his length with thrilling caresses. He hung there above her, their bodies joined at their fiery cores. He hung there and soaked up her softness and arousing heat.

He moaned as he pulled himself from the tightening channel. She clung to him, stretching the sensitive skin of his shaft. He wanted to swing his hands away from her breasts and fall, crushing into the springy cushions on her chest. But his determination to finish as he had started won out. Once again, he was fully intent on fucking this willing woman, while raised high above her.

With a confident smile on his lips, he swung his hips inward, shooting his full length into her body. Her eyes closed. A muffled groan gritted out from behind her pleasure-clenched teeth. That clutching, naked pussy of hers clung to him, trying to hold him locked within her. He eased out and plunged back into the humid tunnel. Her breasts quivered under the grasping grip of his hands, trembly and shivering.

She arched her hips to him. The pouted, wet lips of her cunt reached out to swallow him, balls and all. Her muscles squeezed and relaxed in a thrilling exotic rhythm. The movement sent excited currents racing through the stiff length of his cock. Pressure increased in his balls as he drove in and out of her saddle of desire.

He increased the power of his knifing thrusts into her sweet, hot hole.

The muscles of his thighs were rock hard, chording beneath the skin of his legs. His raised position allowed him to use these muscles to boost the mighty surges of his groin. Their cores met in loud, wet slaps.

She welcomed the thrust and begged for more and harder plunges. He obliged and flung himself into the clingy cunt with such violence that it jarred the breath from her lungs. Little moaning cries trickled from her throat continuously. Her hands were on his shoulders, pulling him down. He came falling hard into the cushions of her breasts. Her fingernails were in his skin, raking and clawing like sexual talons.

Her head jerked from side to side while her tongue washed across his slickened lips. Her body writhed and twisted with urgency. Her pelvis leaped up to accept each ramrodding plummet of his swollen cock.

He drilled and reamed into her flowering pussy. He drove with reckless abandon into the slippery well of her sex. He tried to knock the bottom out of her cunt. But she just opened up new untouched reaches of her vagina. Grunting and groaning, he plunged and thrusted. Like an organic jackhammer, his shaft ravaged her slit of lust.

She came jerking and bucking under him. She contracted and relaxed and contracted and relaxed over and over. A long, low pleasure scream tore from her lips. Her vaginal channel was suddenly flooded with even more juices.

Then he came. The sensation was fantastic. In fact, his whole body rocked and quaked under the tremendous outgushing of hot semen and sperm. The walls of her drenched cunt milked at him in the hope of securing a few more drops that might seep from the head of his cock.

Diana watched as the last throbs of his release passed from her husband. His deflated organ slowly slithered from his stepmother's well-pumped pussy. He rolled to his back on the floor beside her. Both of them panted. Neither had any intention of moving for several moments.