Suckfest Family

July 9, 2008 – 1:40 am

CHAPTER ONE
Marge Clay trembled as she held her husband’s head and pushed his face deeper into the gaping hole of her cunt. Below, she could hear Bill as his breath panted out in ragged gasps.
The perfume from her cunt rose to fill his brain with its heady odor, and it only increased the hunger he always felt when sucking his wife’s beautiful pussy.
Over and over, Marge felt the cum-slimedwhip that was Bill’s tongue as it flipped and lashed across the sensitive flesh of her crotch.
He slid it back and forth from her asshole to the blood-filled lips of her cunt, drinking in the juices that poured from her weeping cunt.
“Oh yes, baby,” Marge moaned. “Eat my pussy. Eat all of it!”
Then his attacking tongue leaped away to torture the erect nubbin of her clit. A shock that was almost too much to stand shot through Marge’s guts as the enraged flesh of her clit pulsed from his tongue attack.
A small mewing noise rose from deep in the back of her throat, only to die away and fade into a soft sigh. With one hand she pulled at his hair, as if wanting to push his entire head deep into her pussy.
With the other hand, she tortured one of her own firm tits into a swollen fury. The nipple stood out, angry and thrusting. The other tit seemed in sympathy with its sister, in spite of being neglected.
Bill took Marge’s clit between his teeth and began the most phenomenal tongue-lashing the woman had ever known. At the same time he pushed two fingers of his free hand into the creamy brown depths of her plunging asshole.
“Ooooooohh, honnnneeeeyyyyy,” she moaned, thrashing against his two-pronged attack.
Fire seemed to fill her belly and Marge realized that no amount of control could stop the earthquake orgasm as it began to rollupward from her cunt and fill all the space of her body.
She wanted to make it last, wanted to prolong the feelings of joy that his tongue caused as it danced through her private wilds and then dipped far into the foaming hole of her cunt like a ladle that her husband was using to dip out the -sweet juices of her lust. But nothing could stop it now.
“Ohhhhhh, God yessss! Suck me, baby,” she grunted into the air. “Suck me dry!”
And Bill seemed intent on doing just that. Wave after dreamy wave of her cum pouted from her gaping cunt. It washed between the pouting lips of her cunt and onto Bill’s waiting tongue. His face gleamed with her fluids, and time after time his mouth filled with the essence!
Her convulsions finally subsiding, Marge looked down across the expanse of her still quivering belly to watch Bill’s handsome face as he continued softly kissing and licking at the lips of her pussy.
Oh God, Marge thought to herself, I’m so lucky to have him. The odds against the two of us ever getting together were astronomical; but we did it.
Bill had been the best friend of Marge’s late husband, Charlie. The two men had gone through the army together, and afterwards both had attended the same college. Marge had always been attracted to her husband’s friend. His rugged good-looks, his ready wit,the way a smile would just seem to explode across his face over the least little thing. But there had never been any thought of cheating.
Charlie had been only an adequate lover. But he had given Marge a beautiful daughter, Debbie, and had provided his little family with a comfortable home and the security of a dedicated family man. And Marge had always considered herself a “one-man woman.”. . . . .
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