The woman sucking on Jimmy’s cock pulled off and said, “Sorry Rita. He gets like this when he’s drinking. I’ll take care of him.” She sank her lips back down his cock all the way to his balls and Jimmy groaned and without warning launched his jizz into his wife’s throat. She immediately coughed and gagged and pulled back. She coughed some more and pulled off and yelled, “You fucking asshole. You did that on purpose. I’ve told you not to do that.” He burst out laughing and slapped his wife’s face with his softening cock. She cuffed it aside, stood up and pushed him back hard. I saw the expression on Jimmy’s face. He wasn’t going to put up with his own wife doing that and his temper was building. I stood up and stepped between Jimmy and Rachel. I towered over him and he thought better of challenging me. He turned and walked away.
I turned to face Rachel. She had cum all over her face and hair. I asked if she was alright and she smiled at me and nodded. She said, “He’s not usually like this but booze doesn’t agree with him. He’ll go back to the boat and sleep it off.” She dropped her gaze from my face to my cock and said, “I’m not going home until I’ve had some of that.” She wrapped her fingers as far as she could around my shaft. It wasn’t even that hard. She stroked it a few times and it was hard then.
I looked at Rachel and said, “Now is as good a time as any.” She grinned and led me by the cock to the kitchen and climbed her ass up on the counter. The height of her pussy was perfect for my height and I let her pull me between her legs and she guided my cock into her sex. Her tits were big for her size. Age and gravity hadn’t had their impacts on them. I tweaked her nipples and she moaned, “Give me that cock.” I rocked my hips forward and my cock easily slid deep in her pussy. I slowed as I anticipated her cervix. She had apparently never encountered a cock that would go that deep and she threw her legs around behind my ass, locked her feet together and yanked me to her.
Her eyes went wide when my cock pushed hard against the bottom of her vagina. She yelled, “Jesus Christ. That hurt.” She let go of me with her legs and I backed up a few inches as Rachel bit her lip and rolled her head to the side and groaned, “Fuck Jack. I’ve never run aground on a guy’s cock.”
I looked down at her and said, “Sorry. I tried to be careful. It happens all the time. Are you okay. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” She smiled up at me and then she rolled her hips up driving her pussy deeper on my cock. She slowed at the depth and then I began fucking her with varying depths and pace and when I shifted to a short depth piston fuck, Rachel went into a constant groan that was emphasized at both ends of the stroke. Her groan built louder and with a higher pitch until she was screaming into her orgasm. Those not engaged in some form of sexual encounter crowded around in a semi-circle to watch Rachel’s facial contortions as she exploded. She grabbed my shoulders and pulled herself to me. I grabbed her ass and pulled her off the counter and fully onto my cock as I pistoned my hips searching for my own orgasm.