All the Time by Cherie Denis Page B

"Thanks, honey, I’ll bring the money over later. Got to
go.” Before Tracey could answer, he had the door shut. The shirt
he’d been holding hit the floor. The bag of candy followed the
shirt and Mike rushed across the room to take up where he’d left
off minutes before.
    Lainie watched him striding toward her, his
flagpole waving in the breeze and wondered what it would feel like
if it was her cock to use. She could only imagine how wonderful it
would feel to slam her big hunk of man-meat into Tracey’s juicy
body. Wow! Awesome. If only Mike’s amazing appendage was hers to
use as she wished.
    She bent and assumed the position she'd been
in before they were so rudely interrupted. Tracey's appearance had
gotten Lainie off track. She slipped her hand down over her satiny
smooth belly, through the dark curls guarding her core and began
fingering herself. It didn't take long for her to be ready for
Mike's invasion.
    “Hurry up, darling. I want to come and come
and come,” Lainie demanded as she turned her head to get a better
view of his dark, pulsing, glorious cock.
    Closer and closer Mike moved on naked feet.
Lainie sighed. God. He was so beautiful. His classic good looks and
muscular body were nicer than any male model in a body building
magazine. He had a build any man would envy and even though she
wasn’t a man, Lainie found herself envying her husband’s body and
wishing it was hers. She wanted a cock so much, balls, a six pack,
broad shoulders and a tight butt.
    Mike positioned himself behind her and
stroked her bottom with loving gentleness. “You have the most
perfect ass, Lainie,” he murmured, leaning over her prone body. His
cock prodded its way into her honeyed moisture. “Oh, yeah, baby,”
he groaned in her ear as his shaft slipped slowly into her
cunt.
    Her internal muscles clamped down on his
penis holding him tightly and giving him a cock massage he wouldn’t
forget any time soon. He groaned louder, harsher, sounding more
like a wounded elk than a happy husband.
    His large hands clutched her waist, using her
body as leverage to push harder and deeper into her. Lainie relaxed
her insides and opened her stance and he slipped deeper than he’d
ever gone before.
    She moaned when Mike wrapped his arms around
her upper body, under her breasts and pulled her to a near standing
position as he strove to bury himself deeper in her heat.
    “Oh, goddd, baby,” he crooned. “You are so
fucking good.”
    “Oh, yeah, oh, yeah,” she murmured urging him
on. “Deeper, Mikey, deeper.” She growled and purred, arching
against his sweat soaked body like a large cat. “More, baby…more,”
she begged. “Come on, fuck me, Baby. Harder, darling. Harder. Come
on, come on,” she continued to whimper.
    Mike put a finger on her clitoris and cupped
her breast with his other hand, tweaking and stroking with both
hands until she was purring so loud she sounded like a tiger on the
prowl.
    “More…more…more,” she screamed, arching
tighter than a full drawn bow. “Oh Godddd…. Ahhhh…,” her wail
filled the air.
    The moment her climax began to roll through
her, Mike picked up the pace until he was literally pounding into
her body like a jackhammer. Higher, harder, his hips bucked in
perfect rhythm, his heavy testes slapped her on the back of the
legs.
    Even in the throes of her climax Lainie was
conscious of his cock as it swelled and pulsed. His swollen balls
slammed into her thighs readying their own explosion. She knew from
experience he was very near his own climax so she matched his pace
move for move giving as good as she got and yet wanting more–always
more.
    Mike began to moan and the moan became a near
howl. “God damn! I’m cumming.
    Nowwww…”
    His boiling seed spewed into her, filling her
to overflowing until the hot cum rolled down her legs and still she
continued to beg. “Give me your cock…give me…your…cock. Let me be
you,” she cried.
    Damn it. Even as she climaxed, Mike
heard