Untamed Passion

Hal shivered. Whatever the hell had gotten into Brenda, he wished he could bottle it…he’d be able to retire.

Melissa showed up promptly at seven o’clock, dressed to kill as she always was. Her tank top was cut high on her flat belly and her breasts held the thin tee shirt material away from her skin. Tonight she was even barefoot. “Hi Mr. Tomkins,” she said in a playful voice. She leaned back against the doorpost, in no rush to go inside to meet Brenda. She loved teasing this good-looking man…she loved it when his cock swelled inside his pants when she teased him, and she wished she could get him alone for a while. He made her hornier than the guys at school did.

“Brenda’s not here right now Melissa, there’s been a change of plans,” Hal said, “would you like to come in so I can explain it to you? Would you care for a drink?”

Melissa’s face brightened, and her voice became softer, more seductive.

“Your wife isn’t home?” she asked, her hand going to the front of his shirt. “Uh, no, she should be back in forty minutes or so.”Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Sure Mr. Tomkins,” she drawled, “I’d love a drink.” The back of her small hand grazed the front of his fly as she swayed past him, her delicate bare feet touching the floor soundlessly.

Hal closed the front door and followed the sexy teen into the living room. He walked over to the bar and brought out a soft drink and a bottle of juice. “What would you like, soda or orange juice?”

Melissa slid one hand beneath her middie tee shirt and cupped a breast, raising the hem of her middie perilously close to exposure level. “Could you make it a little something stronger Mr. Tomkins? Please? Just this once.” The hem of the shirt rose, exposing just the tiniest pink sliver of the areola.

Hal’s cock was hard as concrete, and Brenda, naked in front of the

computer in the study was watching the screen of Hal’s computer, which displayed several screens from different high-resolution cameras placed at random through the living room. The one she had brought up showed the minor exposure of a part of Melissa’s nipple, and Brenda was fondling her breasts as she watched.

Hal poured perhaps a half ounce of rum in a whisky tumbler, added two ice cubes, and filled the tumbler with the cola. He took a straight triple shot of Captain Morgan and her drink, setting them down on the coffee table before sitting down beside her. He crossed his legs to hide his growing erection. “Melissa,” he began. She leaned forward to get her drink, making sure Hal had a clear view down the front of her shirt. Her breasts were breathtaking, tipped with now hard pink nipples. Her saucy grin showed that she knew he had seen what she wanted to see.

“Why waste any more time Mr. Tomkins?” She gave him a sexy smile and lifted the middie tee shirt over her head, miraculously not spilling her drink in the process. “If your wife is going to be home in forty minutes or less, I want you to fuck me now…” She set the drink down and slid her shorts off. Naked and shaved smooth, Melissa lay back on the couch and began to stroke between her spread legs.

“You don’t waste any time, do you?” Hal asked, nonplussed.

“You didn’t give me much time to work with,” Melissa said, sucking her finger into her mouth and then slowly slipping it inside her glistening pussy.

“I was going to approach this a little more delicately,” Hal said, “but since we’re being so direct Melissa, my wife is desperate for me to fuck you.”

“Oooooh! Does she want to just watch or does she want to play? She’s got a helluva hot body,” Melissa cooed.

“Both,” Brenda said from the door. Hal and Melissa turned to see Brenda, her nude body taut and her nipples rigid, her excitement clear as it dripped down the inside of her thigh.

Melissa simply stood up and opened her arms.

Hal watched the two of them come together…the raw, untamed hunger

Brenda had displayed earlier in the day again in her feasting on Melissa’s lips and breasts. Melissa matched her kiss for kiss, the sparks between the two fiercely aggressive females almost visible in the dim light of the living room. Brenda squeezed Melissa’s nipple between her fingers, and Hal winced at the force Brenda was using, but Melissa cried out in joy and plunged her fingers deep inside Brenda’s pussy. They stood melded together, shaking in their passion, their lips locked and their eyes wide open.

Brenda grabbed Melissa’s shoulders and spoke to her, and her voice was shaking with fevered emotion. “Take him to my bed and suck his cock,”

she hissed. “I want to watch!” Melissa’s eyes lit up with an unholy lust… this was turning out wilder than she’d ever dreamed.

“What about the kids?” she whispered.

“They’re at my mother’s for the weekend.”

Melissa turned and grabbed Hal’s cock through his pants, dragging him down the hallway to the master bedroom. When she threw Hal to the bed, Brenda helped her to strip him naked. Totally at their mercy, Hal made no move to help himself. Melissa flung herself on top of him, taking his rigid cock down her throat in a single swift gulp.

Brenda knelt on the bed next to the two as Melissa devoured her husband’s cock. Her breath was coming as fast and hard as Melissa’s was. “Oh hell yes baby, suck his cock…I want you to make him hurt before you make him cum in your mouth.” Melissa growled her approval as she kept up the intense sucking action. Brenda didn’t stop there. “You’re going to make him cum in your mouth aren’t you my little slut…you like the taste of man jizz don’t you?” Melissa nodded vigorously without taking her mouth off Hal’s cock. “I’ll bet you’ve sucked off a dozen guys in that high school of yours, and you made every one of them cum in your mouth because you love it…” Melissa took her mouth off the swollen prick.

“Thirty guys,” she said breathlessly. She plunged Hal’s cock back deep into her throat and lifted her leg over Hal’s face, lowering her pink pussy to his mouth. Helplessly, Hal erupted into the depths of her mouth. When the

copious flow of cum overflowed Melissa’s lips, Brenda immediately dove for the excess.

Hal leaned up on his elbows, watching the two women swapping his cum between them, while he, the source of the sperm they were so joyously

swapping, lay forgotten. He had never seen Brenda so hot. Grinning to himself as he watched the two switch to a sixty-nine position, Hal knew he was in for a very long, hard night.