They make the beast with two backs

Slowly he leaned down and cupped Rhonda’s cheek in his hand, then brought his lips to hers. The kiss was tentative at first, but quickly grew in passion. Soon their hands were exploring each other’s bodies, with Jack paying particular attention to Rhonda’s perky breasts. He sent a wave of arousal and got a breathy moan for his efforts.

Her blouse was quickly discarded and with a frantic energy Rhonda undid her bra, freeing her perfect ebony breasts, the darkened nipples pebbled in arousal.

They continued to fondle each other, Rhonda’s hand into his pants, groping and caressing the length of his shaft. Eventually she grew tired of that and began to quickly unzip his pants. His cock sprang forth, hardened with arousal like a fleshy spear.

Jack sent another wave of lust, and smirked at the way Rhonda’s eyes seemed to marvel at the sight of his dick. He pushed the feeling again, and saw a small bead of drool form. Rhonda half closed her eyes as she kissed along the length of his cock, then with care she took more of the head into the warm wetness of her mouth.

He shivered in delight as he felt her suckle and lick every inch of him. He sent another repeat burst of arousal to her and was shocked by how her movements changed. She sunk further and further until she had taken just about all of his length down her throat, making a content little sound when she heard Jack moan, her eyes warming with a smile.

The wet suction was the greatest thing he had ever felt. He could probably count on one hand the number of times Sharon had sucked him off over the course of their relationship, though a bitter and hateful part of his mind thought that she probably did it all the time with her affair partner. That bitterness caused him to begin thrusting forward, fucking Rhonda’s throat with greater intensity.

The moans and muffled, wet sounds his secretary was making was the sweetest ballad he had ever heard, but he knew that he was going too far and gently withdrew his cock. There was a gulp of air and a long trail of saliva as Rhonda got her throat back and for a moment there was a hint of anger about her face. But Jack quickly sent a combination of excitement and arousal her way to smooth things over.

Catching their breath, the two could only look at each other with lusty grins as they slowly began to discard the remainder of their clothes. Fully naked, Rhonda ushered him over to the couch.

For a moment she seemed bashful, though Jack had no idea why; she was beautiful in her nakedness. Lithe and muscled from regular exercise, with perfect ebony skin without blemish, her stomach toned with muscle, her ass firm and proud, perky tits that stood like two dark mountains and a cunt that was smooth as marble. She seemed like an erotic statue come to life.

She eyed his dick with a smile, but then chewed her lip in thought. “Do you, uh…have a condom?”

Fuck. He hadn’t, and realistically wouldn’t have carried one in years. When was the last time he had had sex with anyone who wasn’t his wife? When was the last time he had even had sex with his wife?

“Uh, sorry,” he grimaced.

There was a look of hesitation on her face now. She was rethinking this whole thing.“Oh..”

There was a groan of frustration that he barely managed to suppress. His cock ached . He hadn’t thought about it before, but being in the situation had brought the years of sexual frustration to the forefront of his mind. He needed this and his mental muscle stretched out again.

Lust. Lust. Lust. Lust. Confidence. Confidence. Excitement. Excitement.

Rhonda’s eyes suddenly shone with energy and desire. “Well, you can just pull out,” her smile grew a fraction bigger. “Or we can just live dangerously.”

Suddenly she pushed him back onto the couch. He was still regaining his bearings when Rhonda squatted over him, her dark cunt glistening with need. She held his engorged cock within her hand, taking a moment to squeeze it playfully as she positioned herself over his crown before sliding all the way down onto his thick shaft.

A deep guttural moan escaped Jack’s lips. How the hell was she so tight? It was like his dick was in a vice, being squeezed by urgent, velvety muscles that beat in time with her heart.

Rhonda threw back her head, a drunken, breathless smile on her face as she adjusted to his cock.

“Fuuuck,” she moaned, her tits heaving a little, “this is so much better than my toys..”

“Holyshit,” he grunted, “you’re so fucking tight…”

That earned a breathy laugh. Her dark eyes locked onto him as she began slowly raising her hips until just his tip remained within her and then plummeting back down, causing them both to moan with renewed pleasure.

Jack’s grip shifted down to the firm globes of her ass, aiding her motions as he started to rock his hips, thrusting up to meet her as she moved down on him.

“That’s it,” she cooed, her hands splayed out across his chest, fingers rubbing little circles into his flesh as began to ride him, “mmmgive me that good dick!”

“Fuck,” he uttered, slamming up into her harder and harder, “why…did I wait so long to do this?”

Rhonda looked down at him with a mischievous smile. “Yeah?” She wriggled her hips rhythmically, “well now we can do it as much…ahfuck…as we want.”

There was a **** to the way she slammed down at him, the way she squeezed the muscles of her cunt around him. “You feel that baby?” She laughed, “from now on…this cunt is all yours….day…ugh…and night!”

Visions of Rhonda sucking him off in his office, riding him in his chair, bent over his desk taking his dick, they swam before him as he pounded away into her dark, tight cunt. He felt invincible, like the king of the world. He had everything he wanted and it was all inside this beautiful young woman.

“Ohhhhfuck…more....more!" she demanded, and then almost screamed with ecstasy as his pace quickened. “fuck me! Fuck me deeper!"

Jack sent wave after wave of excitement, lust and joy at her, feeling utter bliss as he body exploded in wriggles and gyrations as her climax drew near. His next hard thrust was all it took to push her over the edge and she cried out in rapture as her inner walls spasmed around his dick.

The resulting tightness was enough to draw his own climax, thrusting up once, twice, thrice before emptying himself deep inside her warm, hungry tunnel.

Rhonda collapsed on him, her sweat soaked breasts pressing delightfully against his chest. Breathlessly she leant forward and kissed him for a moment before pressing her face against his neck, laughing softly. He laughed too and they lay together, blissful and spent, not thinking about how his cum worked its way deep inside her fertile womb.