THE SORDID SHOW

-PAGE: EROTIC+ TV

-TITLE: THE SORDID SHOW

-AUTHOR: LOLO

-CHAPTER 01:

When Floriane Bitapon woke up, she wondered why her husband was not in bed next to her. Then she heard him moving in the room, in the predawn light. Still groggy from sleep, she saw his silhouette silhouetted against the pale rectangle of the window and realized that he was getting dressed. He was silent and hadn't turned on the light, so as not to disturb her, obviously. But why the hell?

Then she remembered.

It was Saturday morning, and usually Floriane and Ricky hung out in bed on the weekends, sucking and fucking a lot before the kids were awake and then returning to bed for more, once Lucia and Kévin had gone out to play .

But Ricky's boss had invited him out on a hunting trip that weekend, which explained why Ricky was getting up and dressed at this ungodly hour.

Ricky wasn't too keen on going hunting, as he would much rather spend the weekend using his cock on his voluptuous wife, shooting her pussy than stalking a helpless deer . But he had deemed it policy not to refuse an invitation from his boss, hoping that socializing might lead to a promotion.

Floriane had also been a little disappointed, because she was a woman who loved cock a lot and always looked forward to passionate weekends at home.

But Floriane, who was also a very naughty woman, had made her own plans.

It had now been almost a year since Floriane had been unfaithful to her husband.

And she had never cheated on him with his own teenage son or daughter.

And those were very exciting ideas.

Now she lay quietly, wondering if she should let Ricky know she was awake. She figured they'd have time for a quick fuck before he left, but she couldn't decide if that was a good idea or not, in light of the really naughty things she had planned.

Might be better to stay excited.

On the other hand, Floriane was always horny, anyway, and one fuck wouldn't change much.

Then she saw something that changed her mind.

Ricky began to pull on his pants, their dark outlines against the pearly light of dawn coming from the window, and as he lifted one leg, his wife side-eyed saw the outline of his enormous cock hanging down.

It was a lot of inspiration.

She purred;

➖Ricky?

He looked up and his tail swung heavily, casting a long shadow on the ground. He was lucky to have the biggest cock that Floriane, in all her experience, had ever had the chance to encounter. Which, truth be told, was the main reason she married him instead of one of her many other lovers and suitors.

➖RICKY: Did I wake you up, honey?

She whispered;

➖It’s okay, darling

He had now lowered his leg, without having put on his heavy woolen hunting pants. But he was now standing in front of her, his legs slightly apart, and she could still see the outline of his cock hanging between his thighs.

His cockhead was a heavy wedge-shaped slab and his shaft was a thick tube, so his cock was both shapely and huge, the kind of contoured cock that appealed to a woman.

Floriane suggested;

➖Why don't you come back to bed for a while, darling?

She threw back the covers and lay down naked. If Ricky was blessed with a gigantic cock, his wife had the feminine form to match it. Her breasts were full and firm and capped with large pink tips. Her legs were long and slender, her hips supple, her buttocks strong. Her blonde pussy bush was lush, spreading in a wide V from her groin, and underneath her pussy was like a pool of quicksand, with her stiff pussy sticking out like a pink post. Ricky pulled down his pants and walked over to the bed, curling up next to her.

Floriane laughs;

➖Were you trying to escape without fulfilling your marital duties?

➖RICKY: It's very early, darling. I thought…

She chirped;

➖Rise, early bird catches the worm

She folded her fist lovingly around his cock.

It was semi-hard and rubbery, but as she gently squeezed, kneaded and stroked it, it began to fill her fist, stiffening and swelling to massive proportions.

She slid her hand down to the base and cupped his balls, finding them solid and swollen.

As she played with his cock, Ricky leaned down and started licking her big tits, running his tongue all over the mounds and into the deep cleavage.

Then he sucked her big nipples into his lips, suckling each pink peak in turn.

Usually their Saturday morning routine was a relaxed affair, with lots of foreplay and sucking before they started fucking, but they didn't have all morning now and couldn't make the time.

She pulled his cock towards her, holding the shaft and rubbing the big cock knob over her stomach and into the curls of her pussy mound.

His head lifted from her breasts and he kissed her on the mouth, lips tightening and grinding, tongues sliding back and forth. She had given him a blowjob the day before. The residue still perfumed his polish.

Sometimes Ricky could also taste that familiar hint of oral sex when she hadn't sucked him. This made him a little suspicious. But he had never talked about it and, anyway, he hadn't noticed this phenomenon for almost a year now.

They kissed passionately, exchanging tongues and saliva, panting and drooling into each other. Her blonde head turned on the pillow and her breasts rose as she breathed with growing desire.

Then she arched her slim back deeply, spreading her thighs and raising her knees.

She purred;

➖Fuck me, darling!

With his mouth still pressed against hers, Ricky moved his ass and hips and mounted her.

She guided the rounded head of his cock into the slit of her pussy. Holding his cock by the handle, she tilted her wrist up and down, moving the knob in her pussy like a meaty paintbrush hitting whitewash.

He braced himself, taking all his weight into his knees, his muscular thighs tensing and rippling. His hands slipped under the large, firm globes of her buttocks and he lifted her loins higher, to the mating angle.

He stood there, ready and waiting, as she continued to fill her pussy with his head. Pussy juice flowed from her slit, drenched his knob and dripped down his cock like molten pearls. His entire groin was foamed by this sumptuous flow.

A glob of gooey pre-cum oozed out of her open piss hole and flowed into her filigree creamy tide of cum.

Feeling this hot oil seeping into her wet pussy, Floriane moaned with desire, beginning to undulate her hips. She cupped his stomach, hooked his thighs and bridged his back, making his pelvis a fucking platform.

Her hand stroked his big cock up and down, then she pulled it away, releasing his gun.

She moans;

➖Give it to me, darling! Shove your big cock into me and fuck me stupid!

Ricky pushed his cock button.

Her pussy lips surrounded his cock, gripping, pulling and sucking, taking him deeper. Her ass jerked and he thrust, driving every inch of his formidable cock into her hot pussy, his balls swinging and hitting her ass with a solid thud.

Floriane sighed;

➖Ahhhhh!

Ricky held his cock buried all the way to the root, loving the feeling of having every inch of his hard cock enveloped in her hot, sticky asshole and giving her a moment to savor the thrill of being stuffed to the brim.

His glans burned like a piece of smoking iron in the core of her pussy, and his cock levered like a heated crowbar in her pussy while his balls swelled against her ass.

Floriane's well-used pussy was vast, fully capable of holding two small cocks at the same time or engaging in a never-ending gang bang.

But her pussy muscles were also thin and supple, so she was able to squeeze her pussy sleeve tightly to the contours of his cock, making the fit comfortable and gentle.

The inner rings floated, closing his cock as if she were jerking him into her loins.

Floriane started fucking before Ricky. She pulled her pussy up and down a few inches of prick, initiating the movement with sinuous grace.

Ricky remained rigid for a few moments, letting her set the tempo for his motionless cock, but throbbing her tendon and making it throb in her slippery pussy.

Then he started throwing it at her.

She cried;

➖Yeah! Yeah ! Fuck, fuck me, fuck my ass!

And in this quiet period of pale dawn light, her cries were surprisingly powerful.

And the sound wasn't wasted on two very interested teenagers in their own bedroom down the hall.

Kevin had just woken up when he heard his mother's passionate cry. He started to smile. The boy was not surprised. After all, he'd been listening to his mom and dad fucking on Saturday and Sunday mornings for as long as he could remember, and the only thing different today was that the action started earlier.

His striped cotton pajamas fell open and the sheet rose like a tent over his groin, resting on the thick pole of his cock as he sprang into an instant erection.

TO BE CONTINUED...