Steve Golden - Always hot wife

Penny Harris was rinsing dishes at the sink when Cal Richards came up behind her and molded his big body into hers. His brawny arm snaked around her waist and pulled her to him. She could feel the thick log of his cock caught between the taut cheeks of her ass.

"Cal! What are you doing? Ron will have your hide for this!" she gasped.

She kept her voice light and playful, not wishing to offend him. Cal was an old friend of her husband's and up to now he had always been the perfect gentleman with her. Tonight he had just a bit too much to drink. She could smell it on him as he breathed over her shoulder.

"You're so sexy, little Penny!" he growled into her ear. "I've been hot for you ever since Ron introduced us! Whaddya say? You and me, huh? Whaddya say?" He was stroking her belly with one hand, clasping his highball glass with the other. His hips were forcing his prick up and down in the groove of her ass.

"Cal! Ron and your wife are right in the next room! What are you thinking of?" She kept her hands in the water and tried to ignore the bulk of his hard-on as he dry-fucked her. She couldn't move. He had her pinned to the sink.

"They can get it on themselves! They like each other! Whaddya say? You and me, huh? I'm crazy about you!"

Suddenly his hand swept up from her belly and molded itself over one of her lovely tits. She had worn a low-cut evening dress without a bra for the get-together with Cal and his wife June. It was easy for the big man to fondle her tit and tweak her nipple through the sheer silk material. The way she was bent over the sink, her tit just fell into his huge palm.

"Cal, stop this right now! This is getting out of hand! I'll have to call Ron if you don't stop this minute!" She was surprised to hear herself panting. She wasn't sure if it was from shock or pleasure.

"Such beautiful tits! Such a gorgeous little ass!" Cal was wheezing. "June doesn't even come close to you, little lady! Nobody does! You're the sexiest little thing for miles!"

Penny wriggled and squirmed, but it only seemed to force his cock deeper into the groove of her ass. She could feel the terrible size and heat of his prick even through his pants and her silk dress. His prick was like a thickened crowbar boring up against the small of her back. It seemed so huge! His cock must be well over eight inches long.

"I've been wanting to slip you some meat for so long!" Cal went on, massaging her tit and fucking her nipple roughly. "When Ron first introduced us I couldn't believe my eyes. You looked so young! And so pretty! You looked way too young to be getting married."

He began to dry-fuck her in earnest now, plowing his cock up and down in the furrow between her ass cheeks. He tugged the shoulder string of her dress dawn her arm and one lovely tit wobbled free. He palmed her tit and rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. To his delight, he noticed the squat nubbin had started to grow long. Her nipple felt like a hot stub of rubber in his fingers.

Penny had stopped protesting. And at first she wasn't sure why. She thought it was because she didn't want to cause a scene. If she yelled and brought Ron running into the room, the shit would really hit the fan. There'd be a big commotion, maybe a fight, and a friendship that went back years would be over. That was part of it.

But there was something else. Cal might be drunk. He might be acting like an asshole and forcing himself on her in the most unfair way. But his hand on her tit felt so nice! She could feel her nipple, stiffening for him as he played with it. And his cock was bucking up and down so nicely between her ass cheeks! She found herself wondering what it would feel like to have a cock so big up her cunt.

"Ron's such a lucky bastard!" Cal grunted, poking his tongue into her ear. "Getting you to drop out of high school like that to marry him. He's the luckiest guy in the world!"

Penny wished he hadn't mentioned Ron just then. They'd been married barely a month, after all. They'd been back from the honeymoon only a couple of days. And right now he was in the next room making small talk with Cal's wife June, whom he didn't even like, while Penny was writhing and squirming with horny Cal out in the kitchen! Maybe her husband wouldn't think himself so lucky if he knew of the excitement she was feeling right now.

"You have no idea how much I think of you! I dream of you all the time! Of us in bed together, fucking. And of me eating you, and you sucking me off, I even dreamed of it last night, knowing we were coming over to see you today. I dreamed you were sucking me off and at the last second you pulled my cock out of your mouth and let me shoot all over your face! It was fantastic!"

Penny groaned deeply. What was he trying to do to her? As if his hands on her tits and his cock between her buns wasn't enough! He had to talk dirty to her as well! It was one thing that never failed to turn her on. Ron never talked dirty. She was his wife, he said, and he didn't want to use dirty words with her. But she loved it! It thrilled her to hear them. She couldn't help it!

Cal had dropped his highball glass into the dishwater. Now he used his free hand to haul up her dress, fumble around her thigh into her crotch. His fingers crackled over her expensive pantyhose. And she wasn't resisting. She had quit protesting altogether. He thrust his fist under the top of her hose and deep into her panties.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ungh!" she groaned, closing her eyes tightly. Her high heels scraped the kitchen floor and she found herself spreading her legs for the horny drunk.

"Yes, my little angel! Yes!" he panted, forcing his fingers through her ample crotch hair. He found her pussy, rammed a finger inside. Then he gasped and wheezed into her ear. "You're all wet! You're soaking wet down there!"

Penny couldn't answer him. She kept her eyes clenched shut and panted softly. Her knees bent a little and she lifted up, so that she could wriggle more easily on top of his hand. His finger was probing, poking back and forth. And he was right about her pussy being wet. She could feel her cunt juice soaking his hand and forming a puddle in her panties.

"What a sweet little cunt! What a soggy, slick little cunt!" he praised, using his finger like a small cock. "You're so small! You're so fucking small!"

Penny fucked on his finger and let him explore her body all he wanted. She was past caring. She was trapped at the kitchen sink between a marauding finger and a humping cock. She couldn't move but it felt so good! She didn't want it to end! And what shocked her most of all any minute, she was going to come! She could feel the bubble growing larger in the pit of her stomach.

"Oh I wanna cram my cock up there so bad!" Cal croaked. "Such, a hot, sweet teenage cunt! You'd love it! I'd have you screaming for more! I'd have you begging for it on bended knees! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!"

Penny didn't doubt it. She was tempted, right this second, to swirl around, lift her dress, drop her pants, fall to the floor and let him fuck her. To hell with the consequences. But she couldn't move. He held her so tight! And that finger up her cunt was so good! Oh that finger!

"I swear I'm gonna cream my pants just thinking about it!" he said, grinding his hips more harshly against her. His fingers dug deep into her tit flesh. He slipped, a second finger into her dripping cunt.

"Oh God! Oh God!" she chanted weirdly. His fingers were driving her mad. The cock between her ass cheeks was forcing her onto his fingers again and again. She had to feel that huge hunk of cock meat! She had to hold his prick in her hand!

Looping her arm around in back of her, she forced her hand into Cal's pants. She stroked down his hairy belly and immediately came in contact with the hot swollen head of his prick. Wriggling her hand deeper, she managed to curl her fingers partly around the thick trunk of his cock. She clasped the upper cock shaft while the lower part of the cock plunged up and down in the crevice of her ass.