The Cheating Hot Wife

CHAPTER ONE-1

CHAPTER ONE

Joe Hamilton was already on the bed, his head propped on a pillow. He was naked and his hard c**k was poking toward the ceiling. The late afternoon sun was shining through the one window. The redhead stopped and stared with obvious admiration and excitement when she came in from the adjoining bathroom. As soon as they had entered the room she had excused herself to go to the bathroom and he had expected her to undress in there.

Her eyes fixed upon his thrusting prick, she licked her full lips, and quickly removed her white blouse and her tight-ass black skirt. She glanced at his face when she removed the restraining brassiere.

His eyes focused on her high, heavy breasts. They were the kind of twin fleshy mounds he especially liked. They were tipped with small pink n*****s, and the aureoles weren't too dark or too large.

The pretty girl smiled and moved her shapely naked shoulders, causing her jutting breasts to jiggle provocatively. Then she stepped closer to the bed, her glittering green eyes sweeping the length of his long, lean body before again settling on his stiff organ.

“Would you mind telling me just how long that big thing is?”

“Just a fraction over nine inches the last time I did any measuring,” he said, grinning and motioning with his hand for her to remove the brief panties. “I was about eighteen at the time and I doubt that the length has increased—just the length of time that I can last in the saddle.”

She laughed. “Bragging?”

“Maybe,” he said, watching as the girl peeled the white panties down from her full buttocks, over her creamy white thighs, and down her long legs to the hardwood floor of the hotel room.

She straightened and he saw that her dark red pubic hairs were short and curly. She stepped forward and hesitated when her legs bumped the bed.

“I don't make a habit of doing this so soon after meeting a fellow,” she said, her tone and expression serious.

Joe almost laughed. As if he gave a damn about her attempts to justify her s****l desires. As if he cared about anything except the fact that she was with him and was willingly available for s*x. That was all he wanted right then—and the naked girl could be any well-stacked female. He might as well humor her, though.

“I understand,” he said, managing to keep a straight face. “You're human, and you have demanding desires that need to be satisfied even if you are single and working and living with your parents. See, I remember what you said. Are you going to just keep standing there, Rita?”

“What's the big rush?” the redhead asked teasingly. She cupped her heavy breasts and stuck her pink tongue out at him. “Sometimes it's better to stall a little bit, don't you think? As long as we know we can make it at any time, of course!”

Joe let out a little sigh. He seemed to have hooked onto a screwball. Maybe he should have taken the blonde instead of the redhead. There had been a choice. But the shapely blonde he had flirted with had had an escort to shake. That would have taken time that he hadn't wanted to waste.

“What's wrong? I seem to have lost you.”

Joe smiled. He felt like saying that she had never really found him. Still standing beside the bed, the girl had dropped her hands from her poking breasts. There was a puzzled look in her green eyes and he realized that he had been silently staring for quite some time.

“I was just admiring your lovely body,” he said, “and enjoying the fact that we can make it at any time, of course.”

“You're making fun of me,” she said. “I don't care, though. I guess I deserve it. I talk silly sometimes when I'm nervous and right now I'm very nervous. I'm far from being a virgin, and I have been with six other men, but I have never even seen a p***s that big before.”

“c**k,” he corrected. “Or prick. p***s sounds kind of formal, doesn't it? Don't worry, honey. It's just a matter of adjustment, you know, and I'm not a rough man. How old are you, anyway?”

“Nineteen. Almost, anyway, and I think I'm too young to get emotionally involved with anybody. My plan is to wait until I'm at least twenty-five to get married, I mean, and so many fellows expect me to—well, they want to get serious and go steady just because I have s*x with them.”

“You must have a snapping p***y,” Joe said, laughing.

Rita's face flamed, but she got on the bed beside him and said, “I read in a book about how to develop my inner vaginal muscles and I've been practicing, but I'm afraid that I'm not very good at it yet. It takes a lot of strength and is very tiring.”

Not sure that the young girl wasn't putting him on, and tired of the talking, Joe turned over and quickly straddled her lovely body. He hiked his ass in the air, keeping his thrusting c**k inches above her belly, grabbed one hard-nippled breast, and balanced on his other hand and arm.

Her green eyes glittering, she put her smooth arm around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers.

She shoved her hot and slippery tongue into his mouth and he met it with his own. She moaned deep in her throat while they held the passionate, tongue-lashing kiss and lifted until her soft belly made contact with the blunt end of his hard c**k.

He made up his mind to go down on her while he was tasting her sweet and fresh mouth and tongue. At times he was a little particular when it came to c*********s, especially with females he picked up in barrooms and cocktail lounges, but the redhead was so young and lovely he had a driving urge to taste her cunt.

Breaking the feverish kiss, Joe walked backward on his knees and tongued an erect n****e. She had lowered and he could feel her buttocks squirming on the mattress. He opened his mouth and engulfed the stiff n****e and a goodly portion of the surrounding firm flesh. She stroked his head and shoulders with her fingers and told him that the sensation was wonderful.

He soon trailed his parted lips and darting tongue down into the deep valley and on up the steep slope to the other hard n****e. He tongued and sucked that spiked mound of firm flesh until he could no longer resist the urge to trail on down along her slowly squirming body.

Walking backward on his hands and knees, he kissed and licked down to her navel, jabbed his tongue around and then in the shallow indentation, then licked down to the short and curly pubic hairs. He lifted his knees, each in turn, and she parted her long legs. He lifted his head and saw that her eyes were closed, she was chewing On her full lips, and her fingers were squeezing her own jutting titties.

He moved lower on the bed, parted her legs further, and she lifted her knees. He kissed and tongued her smooth and warm inner thighs, one and then the other, breathing deeply and enjoying the delectable female-smell. She lifted her ass inches from the mattress for a few seconds and he propped on his elbows and parted the moist cuntal lips with his thumbs.

Gazing at the exposed folds of wet flesh glistening in the sunlight, Joe blew his breath directly into the quivering cunt. Rita let out a little gasp and put both hands on his head. He lowered his mouth and lapped the flat of his tongue up through the gaping gash. She lurched upward and he jabbed his tongue deep into the hot and palpitating channel, at the same time slipping his hands under and clasping her firm and smooth buttocks.

Her fingers dug into his scalp and her long legs draped over his shoulders and back. She rotated her ass and hips in little circular motions and he used his tongue like a paintbrush to swab the wet walls of her pulsing p***y.

When he went to her unhooded c******s with his tongue and began lapping that erect organ, she cried out and clamped her sleek thighs tightly against his cheeks. He used his gripping fingers to tilt her ass and burrowed his face deeper, burying his nose in the silky-soft dark red sweet-smelling pubic hairs.

She started having an entire series of spasmodic orgasms seconds after he got his lips around her elongated c**t and added sucking to the lapping. It seemed that he could feel her passion-button vibrating and the released secretions seemed to actually flow.

He kept sucking and lapping for a few seconds after she sagged limply and removed her clutching fingers from his bobbing head. He lifted, pulled his hands from under her moist ass-cheeks, and pushed her legs from his shoulders and back.

“That was wonderful! Marvelous! Thank you, thank you!”

He met her passion-filmed green eyes and licked his wet lips. His hard c**k was throbbing, as performing the intimate oral act always made him very passionate, but he knew that she was such a hot firecracker he would have no trouble f*****g her to and through at least two climaxes before exploding into his own spurting finish.

“Did the six other men go down on you?” he asked, moving up between her parted legs and aiming his rigid tool at her moist split.

“Only one of them did,” she said, putting a hand down to do the guiding. “Oh, it feels so hot and hard and big!”

“What does?” he asked, pushing the swollen glans into her clinging cunt and going no deeper.

She let out a little moan and removed her fingers from his stiff shaft. “Your c**k,” she said. “Your big lovely c**k!”

He pushed on into her hot and tight cunt, enjoying to the utmost the sensation of shoving his hard c**k into a new and different willing female's cunt—the idea that he was f*****g a female for the first time just about as thrilling as the tremendous physical pleasure.

“Don't worry about me not being able to last long enough,” he said, leaving his stiff prick buried deep and bracing on his hands and arms. “Bragging again, maybe, but I thought I might as well put your mind at ease on that score.”

While speaking, he had started slow and steady in and almost out thrusts. Her eyes gleaming, she put her arms around his neck and pulled his head down. But after only a brief passionate kiss, she pulled her mouth from his, whimpering with pleasure as she began hunching along with his masterful strokes.

Suddenly she began bucking and lurching wildly. He buried his face beside hers, moved his hands down to her racing hips, and met the frenzied jerks and jolts, expertly forcing the wildness into a strange kind of rhythmic mobility. Her arms squeezed him tightly, her fingers clutched at his shoulders, and he felt the hard tips of her breasts digging into his chest.

His words had been a form of bragging. Now he allowed his body and his pistoning prick to prove that he had a right to brag. He didn't have any trouble retaining his control right through her final throes of passionate ecstasy.

When she was limp, her juicy cunt quivering around his deeply buried hard c**k, he lifted his face and gazed into her passion-filmed eyes.

“Now might be a good time for you to do some practicing,” he said, grinning. “Then I'll prong you through another climax.”

She closed her eyes, her passion still registering on her pretty features, and began contracting her inner cunt muscles. He enjoyed the sensation and knew that if she could keep it up long enough it would hasten his need to start the dash toward an ejaculation. But she only snapped at his stiff organ for maybe sixty seconds before stopping, opening her eyes, and asking how long he thought it would take for him to climax.

He had lifted and braced on his hands and arms again. “I haven't had to fight for control yet,” he said. “Are you in a hurry? If so, I could start concentrating and make it much sooner.”

“Oh, I'm in no big rush! I would like for this delightful session to go on and on!”

Joe didn't say anything. He had suddenly remembered that he had promised to be home fairly early. It was one hell of a time to think of such a thing, while he had his hard c**k buried in a young girl's hot cunt, but there it was.