Rachel fucks Penny's pussy

"There's... more?" Penny's eyes went wide with anticipation. Already, Rachel could tell the night had been beyond the housewife's wildest dreams, the prospect of even more was unthinkable. Rachel smirked, leaning into kiss the **** woman. Penny met his mouth hungrily, tongue all too ready. Yes, this housewife was ripe and ready, her inhibitions gone. It was time to claim her fully.

Rachel pulled back just enough to meet Penny’s glassy, lust-drunk eyes. “Of course there's more. I want to ruin you, sweetheart."

Penny swallowed. “R-ruin me?” The words came out a whisper, half fear, half arousal.

Rachel stood, taking Penny’s hand, still slick with her own juices, and pulled her to her feet. “Upstairs. My bedroom. Now.”

Penny followed without protest, her legs wobbly, pink cotton panties darkened with a wet patch that made Rachel’s mouth water.

“Strip,” Rachel commanded, once they'd made it to the bedroom. The window was open, and she liked to imagine John might see this spectacle. His own wife being defiled by her.

Penny obeyed, eyes wide and hesitant, like a piece of prey. Her modest dress slipped over her head, revealing pale skin, full breasts with pink nipples achingly hard. Penny’s panties followed, revealing her glistening cunt so wet with arousal. She stood there, ****, arms crossing instinctively over her chest.

“Hands down,” Rachel said, stepping closer. “Let me see what I’m working with.” Penny dropped her arms, trembling.

Rachel circled her, trailing a fingernail down Penny’s spine, over the curve of her ass. “Fuck, you’re perfect. I bet John doesn't appreciate what he has, does he?" Penny only trembled in response.

Rachel opened the nightstand drawer, and pulled it out. The harness. Black leather, sturdy, attached to a dildo: nine inches of thick, veined silicone.

Penny’s eyes widened, a gasp escaping her lips. "That's... that's huge! I c-can't," she stammered in protest, but her thighs clenched, betraying her.

Rachel smirked, stepping into the harness with practiced ease, buckling it tight so the base pressed against her own clit. "I know you want this Penny. I know you want to be filled."

The dildo jutted out obscenely, bobbing as she adjusted it. "It's going to feel even bigger inside you," she continued.

Penny just swallowed, her eyes fixed on the dildo. "O-okay," she finally sqeaked.

"On the bed, Penny. Ass up, face down."

Penny climbed onto the bed, knees sinking into the mattress, presenting herself to Rachel. Her pussy lips were swollen, slick and pink, dripping onto the sheets. Rachel knelt behind her, running her hands over Penny’s ass, spreading her cheeks to expose that tight, untouched hole and that gorgeous pussy below. “Look at you, leaking for my fake cock. Your husband’s cock never made you this wet, did it?”

“N-no,” Penny whimpered, burying her face in the pillow.

Rachel grabbed a bottle of lube from the drawer, though the housewife hardly needed it at this point, and slicked the dildo generously. She teased the head along Penny’s folds, coating it in her juices, nudging her clit until Penny bucked back with a **** whine.

“Please... Rachel...”

“Please what?” Rachel pressed the tip against her entrance, just enough to stretch the outer ring.

“Please fuck me,” Penny begged. “I need it. God, I need it so bad.”

Rachel thrust in slowly, inch by torturous inch, watching Penny’s pussy lips part around the girth, the silicone disappearing into that tight heat. Penny’s back arched, a guttural moan ripping from her throat as the dildo bottomed out, the harness grinding against Rachel’s clit with every push. “Fuck, you’re tight. Taking it like the good little housewife you are.”

She started slow, long strokes that dragged over every sensitive spot inside Penny, building a rhythm that had the bed creaking. Penny's knuckles went white as she bunched up the sheets, her ass pushing back to meet each thrust, the slap of skin on skin filling the room. Rachel gripped her hips, pounding harder, the dildo plunging deep with wet, squelches.

“Yessss! Oh god-d-d... Harder!” Penny cried, heavy breasts swaying beneath her. R

achel reached around, fingers finding Penny’s clit, rubbing in furious circles as she fucked her relentlessly. The dual **** had Penny's eyes rolling back in utter pleasure, her walls clenching around the invading cock, milking it as if it were real.

“You love this, don’t you? Getting railed by your neighbor while your husband has no idea? I bet you get off knowing that I'm fucking you better than he ever could.” Rachel’s voice was husky, her own orgasm building from the pressure on her clit. She slammed in deeper, the dildo hitting Penny’s cervix with each brutal thrust, turning the housewife into a babbling mess.

“Eeek! Ungh! I’m gonna-a-a-a...” Penny’s words dissolved into a scream as her body seized, pussy spasming wildly around the strap-on. Juices gushed out, soaking Rachel’s thighs, the sheets, as wave after wave crashed over her. Her legs shook, ass quivering, the orgasm tearing through her entire body.

Rachel rode it out, thrusting through the contractions until Penny collapsed, panting and spent. She pulled out slowly, the dildo glistening with Penny's juices, and unbuckled the harness, tossing it aside.

Penny rolled over, chest heaving, eyes hazy with afterglow. She reached out, fingers tracing Rachel’s thigh. “That was... I’ve never... Gosh. Can I repay the favor somehow?”