Boys for the wife



It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of Americans within its confines, thereby maintaining an image within this country today. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men -- greed, lust, envy, and distress.

BOYS FOR THE WIFE is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your neighborhood. Respectable citizens -- yes, but not without the foibles and weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city. BOYS FOR THE WIFE provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all must live, a look at America at the grass roots level.



CHAPTER ONE

The moment Jessie touched herself she knew her fingers wouldn't be enough. She slowly rubbed the slick folds of her wet cunt and let her legs fall open as she contemplated her dilemma.

She frequently went to bed long after her husband John was asleep. She had enough energy for six women while John started yawning by eight o'clock.

Sometimes she wondered why she married John, but in her heart she knew. For one thing she loved him and she knew he loved her.

Even as a young girl, a teenager, she'd known that one man wasn't enough for her. She had never tried being faithful to John and after ten years of marriage he still gave her all the freedom she needed to canyon with her affairs.

Working part-time helped. She met lots of men at work and had many brief encounters. And then there was David, her boss. She and David had a very special relationship. The sex was good and they made no demands on each other. Yes, her job was important to her life.

Dear John, she thought as she rubbed her gooey fingers around her pussy. I wonder if he's sleeping. Sometimes she sucked him off while he slept. Occasionally he awakened and they fucked that didn't happen often, but it might be fun to try. Anyway, sucking him off always turned her on, especially since her fingers now weren't giving her what she needed.

John was snoring when she entered the room. As usual his clothes were strewn all over the place. She slipped out of her robe and gazed at him. The blanket covered him from the waist down. He had a good body and a year-round tan. He mumbled in his sleep when she touched his chest. She slowly pulled the covers back. His cock was hard. He had a hard-on but when he was awake, his interest in sex was minimal.

Neater, his cock was hard now and she was horny. While she would have loved having it deep inside her juicy cunt she would settle for blowing him.

Now she kneeled over him and took his cock in both hands. She quickly ran her tongue-tip up and down his thick cock shaft. He didn't stir. Not even when she whipped her tongue over the sensitive underside near his plum-shaped cockhead.

She began drooling at once. Sucking cock always made her drool. John sighed and shifted his ass around, but his breathing remained regular and she wasn't afraid of awakening him.

Her pussy drooled too. It fairly dripped with anticipation. She would have loved climbing on top of John and taking his cock inside her. That would be taking a chance that he would awaken and roll over onto his belly, depriving her of even a blow-job. No, it was better not to take the chance. A cock in the mouth was better than no cock at all.

Some of her friends complained about their husbands. They said their men were bored with them sexually. That wasn't Jessie's problem. John's sexual needs hadn't changed one iota. No, she never complained about John in female bull-sessions. She was getting exactly what she expected when she married at the age of eighteen and so far she was happy enough with the arrangement.

Now she concentrated on making his cock even stiffer. She made a ring of her lips and slid them halfway down his cockshaft. Just then he stirred in his sleep and she felt his fingers on the back of her neck. Still sucking his prick, their eyes met.

"Come here," he yawned.

She moved up close to him, kissed bun on the lips and crawled on top of him.

"Fuck me," she said.

"I'm too tired. Finish sucking me off." As he spoke he casually squeezed her tits. Impatient, Jessie pushed her nightgown down and exposed her big tits.

"Suck them," she said.

"Jesus, I was sleeping."

She shoved a tit into his face. "Suck it anyway."

"Aw, hon, first you wake me up and now you want me to make love to you." Of course he was right.

"Just suck me a little."

He opened his jaws and began sucking her tits.

"Are you satisfied now?" he mumbled. "You're a good boy, John." His cock throbbed violently against her thigh. "Next thing you'll be wanting me to suck your pussy."

She immediately brightened. "Are you in the mood?" When she raised her nightgown and exposed her cunt, he yawned again.

"Okay, I'll give it a little suck." She was happy to take whatever he offered.

It wasn't every day she could get him to go down on her. Stretching out on her back, she opened her legs. The puffy lips of her pussy opened. John smirked when he bent down over her.

"You're always wet."

"Play with it."

Instead of licking her cunt he reached down and touched it. She shivered when his single finger caressed her cunt folds. The closer his finger came to her clit the more excited she became.

"Are you satisfied now?" he said. "I'm awake. God knows when I'll fall asleep again."

"You're a sweet guy, John. I really appreciate what you're doing."

It was true. He didn't much enjoy playing with her pussy. But he knew she liked it so occasionally he accommodated her.

"Are you anywhere near coming?" he said.

She sighed. "I will be if you kiss it."

"I should have pretended I was still sleeping. Then you'd have sucked me off and stopped bugging me."

"Is that what you usually do?"

He wrapped his arms around her ass and pressed his lips to her cunt.

"Sometimes."

"Mmmmmmm, that's nice," she said, writhing her hips.

He pushed a finger into her cunthole and licked her clit. She thrashed her legs around.

"Keep sticking your finger in me," she said. He thrust his finger into the slippery heat of her cunt.

"Do you want to fuck?"

"Yeah, but not yet. Suck me a little longer."

"My cocks going down."

"I'll bring it up again."

He screwed a second finger into her pussy. She gyrated her ass and moaned to let him know she was enjoying it. Her pussy creamed around his fingers.

"Why don't you turn around and let me suck you too?"

"I'm not in the mood."

"But you love when I suck your cock."

"Don't press your luck. I'm finger-fucking you, aren't I?"

She was becoming wildly excited. She rammed her curt up at his screwing fingers and let the intense pleasure build.

"Yes, darling, yes."

As her excitement increased her body tensed up. Suddenly she exploded in a climax. She shrieked and trembled and when it was over John had rolled over onto his belly.

"Why did you stop?" she said.

"I'm bushed."

"But you haven't come."

"I don't care."

She tried wedging her hand under his crotch. He pushed it away.

"It went down. Go to sleep."

She knew that tomorrow her boss would be happy to douse the fire in her snatch. But she wanted it tonight. Sometimes John was so damn exasperating.

Pushing him over, she took his cock into her mouth. He groaned, but rolled onto his back.

"Okay, okay, take it easy."

She sucked him ravenously. She snaked her fingers into his asscrack and toyed with his brownie while she sucked. At one point he grabbed her by the hair and lifted his ass from the bed. Then with a violent lurch he came in her mouth.

She was sorry at once that she'd brought him off. I'll never get to sleep until I've masturbated, she thought as his jism filled her mouth.

Jessie closed her thighs around David's hand. She felt her excitement mount. He had been driving her home from the office when he pulled off the freeway and parked. That was one of the things she loved about her boss. He was so unpredictable.

"How did you know I was horny?" she said.

He slipped his fingers inside the crotch of her panties and touched her wet warm pussy.

"You get a look on your face that's unmistakable," he smiled.

"What would I do without you?" She whimpered as his fingers penetrated her cunthole.

"What would I do without you?"

His fingers reached far inside her cunt. She snapped her pussy around his fingers.

"It's too bad we can't go all the way here," she said.

"We could if you want to."

"Maybe we better not, but that sure feels good."

"I'd know your pussy anywhere Jess."

"Oh, Lord, David, you can't do that here." He had pushed her skirt all the way up and exposed her crotch to passing cars. His thumb was firmly pressed against her clit as his fingers sawed in and out of her pussy.

"Not my asshole!" she giggled when he managed to wedge a finger inside her bung. "Why not your asshole?"

She trembled violently as he rimmed her asshole with a fingertip.

"Oh, that's too good!"

It was David who had shown her sensitive spats on her body she had never known existed. He did things to her no other man had ever done. She was lucky to have him and she knew it.

Now she gasped as his fingertip entered her shitter. He still had a finger in her cunt and she wriggled around excitedly.

"You're going to bring me off, you stinker."

"Isn't that the idea?"

"Mmmmmm, that's heavenly."

Her panties were down to her ankles now and her legs widespread.

"I was just going to bring you off and take you home, but I'm getting turned on. When I'm through with you, I'm going to need some attention."

"You know that's no problem, but we'll both have some explaining to do when we get home."

"Myra's visiting her mother. She'll be home late."

Jessie brightened. His fingers were driving her crazy, but she wanted more. And if Myra was away she could get at it at the risk of being late herself. But she wanted his cock inside her. She wanted to get fucked. If John's dinner was late, well so what?

She watched David open his fly. Cars whizzed by and it was light enough for them to be seen by prying eyes. Just then the big head of his cock came into view. In a matter of minutes he'd be shoving it into her pussy. Audience or not, she couldn't resist.

"Should we get in the back seat?" she said, reaching for the door.

"There's a big tree over there. No one can see us there."

They climbed out of the car. Jessie made a dash for the tree while David grabbed a blanket from the trunk before following her. He was laughing when he reached her and took her into his arms.

"This is crazy -- even for us!" she giggled. "You know what they say about all work and no play."

His hands were on her ass, squeezing and kneading and inching between her legs.

"Remember the time you fucked me in your office?"

"It was a little awkward, wasn't it?"

He plunged his tongue into her mouth and rammed a finger up her pussy.

"Oh, God, I think I'm coming!"

"Let it out."

She let out a husky growl when she came. Her juice drenched his hand and when she stopped groaning David was laughing.

"Now your pussy is ready for me. And I want it, baby. I want to stick my big cock right into your juiced-up pussy and dump my load."

"Do it, David."

"Get down on the blanket."

Together they sank down on the blanket. He quickly covered her body with his.

"Put it in, quick," she whispered.

She reached for his cock and squeezed and caressed it. It was thick and hard and she'd felt it stretch her pussy hundreds of times.

He was a highly sexed man. When she went to work for him, he quickly told her he was insatiable when it came to sex and his wife didn't satisfy him. But then no one woman could. In essence David was Jessie's male counterpart.

Now she felt wild and free and a little frightened too, stretched out half-naked on the blanket. They could no longer be seen by passing cars, but they were visible to anyone walking by.

The air felt strange on her bare ass and cunt.

Tingles ran up and down her spine as she waited for David to mount her.

She heard herself moan as his cockhead touched her pussy. Her erected clit snapped to attention as his cock plowed into her depths. She raised her legs and held them out, knees bent and thighs spread. The violent contractions of her cunt made David wince.

"Oh, God, give me all of it!" she gasped. With a final lunge he penetrated her deeply. "Now you've got it all, you hot bitch."

"And I love it."

"It's so damned good out here in the open." She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. A single bee flew in circles near them. What if it stung David on the ass at the moment of climax?

He slowly eased himself out of her body and then thrust in again, almost brutally. Her pussy held him tight and when he pulled out again she welcomed the rapid succession of violent blasts that followed.

"Fuck me!" she gurgled, her ass thrashing wildly.

"Oh, baby, I'm going to fuck you until you scream."

As he pounded her pussy his cock rasped against her clit. She felt another climax surge through her. It was warm and liquidy, delicious as ever. She floated into space momentarily as the exquisite sensations engulfed her.

"Oh, David, that was a good one!"

"I can feel it on my cock."

Her pussy continued spasming around his prick. She came again and this orgasm was more intense than the first two. It started in her toes and traveled up to her throat. She showed, her gratitude and affection as her cunt sucked on his prick.

His jism started spilling into her and she welcomed it with her strong milking cunt muscles. When he was through, he held her against him until he caught his breath.

"That was the greatest," he said after a while.

"For me too."

"The blanket's full of come."

"My clothes are a mess."

"So're mine."

"Maybe we better get up. John hates when his dinner's late."

"Yeah, I almost forgot."

He walked at her side as they returned to the car. She tucked her panties into her purse and brushed her hair briefly. She fixed her stockings and smoothed down her skirt.

"Do I look like a woman who just got fucked?" she giggled.

"You look well-fucked, if that's what you mean."

Driving home, Jessie thought about John. She was in a good mood. Maybe I'll fix his favorite salad, she thought as she linked her arm through David's. It's the least I can do, coming home late like this.

CHAPTER TWO

"Why don't you take my cock out and pump it? You're not the timid type. Hell, I've seen you bopping around here, shaking those tits of yours. And you've been checking out my crotch too. Don't think I've missed that."

His name was Brad. He was in his early twenties and had only been with the company a few weeks. As usual Jessie was anxious to try him out. She and David played a game. She fucked all the new male employees and he fucked all the new girls.

Now he leaned against her desk and pushed her tits out. Folding her arms over her chest, she cocked an eyebrow at the young man.

"Kind of fresh, aren't you?"

"Yeah," he leered.

"What makes you so sure I'm interested in you?"

"You've been around. I told you. I've seen you checking me out."

"Maybe you're not my type."

He grinned as he opened his fly, took her hand and moved it inside. "I'm your type all right." She closed her fingers around his half-stiff cock. "Take it out, baby. You can jerk me off now. And if you're dying to suck it, I can take a break from my work. We can get down to some serious fucking later, on my lunch break."

He was fresh and horny just her type. His cock felt warm and strong against her fingers. She couldn't help begin pumping the shaft.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt if I just took it out," she drawled.

"It'll get even bigger." His eyes glittered as he stared at her cleavage.

"You certainly don't lack confidence."

"That's why the boss hired me, isn't it?"

"No, he hired you because he knew I'd like your big hard cock, silly."

"Go on, get down there and suck it."

"It's too risky in here. Someone might walk in."

"You're dying to."

"I don't deny that."

She kept stroking and pumping his prickmeat. She giggled to herself. She knew the door was locked.

"I think I'm gonna like this job just fine," he grinned. "Come on, baby. You know you want to. Get those pretty lips wrapped around my cock and we'll both have a more productive afternoon."

Still smiling, he pushed her head down. Kneeling before him, she placed her lips over his plum-shaped cockknob. Her senses reeled. She loved starting a new affair.

"You've got a tasty cock," she said, gazing up into his eyes.

"I noticed you the first day I got here. I've been wondering how long it would take for us to get together."

"I don't normally suck off strange men."

"Yeah, I can see that," he snickered. She opened her jaws wide and sucked his entire cockhead into her mouth. He laced his fingers in her long thick hair as she lapped her tongue back and forth over his piss-slit. He began fucking her mouth.

"Is it true you're David's right-hand woman in more ways than one?"

He moved his hips slowly, careful not to feed her more cock than she could handle easily.

She nodded, scraping her teeth over his shaft and on the sensitive underside of his cockhead.

"You could say that. Let me take your balls out."

"I dig older women."

He shoved his pants down to his knees. "If anyone walks in here now, what'll we do?"

"You were the one who started this. Stop worrying. I locked the door."

He gazed at her with open admiration in his eyes.

"You're something else!"

"Shut up and let me suck."

The blood was coursing through the veins of his cock. She was enjoying herself.

"Faster," he said, sawing his prick into her throat. "Use your fingers to beat it. I'm gonna come soon. Do you swallow?"

She whipped her fist up and down his cockpole and sucked the knob.

"Sure I swallow. You've been playing with girls, not women."

"You're a real woman, aren't you?"

She shrugged. "Do you want to come now? We can fuck later if you want. Is that okay?"

"Sure."

"We can't do it in here, but I can come to your office."

"Jesus, yeah!"

"This thing is about to go off. Can you get it up again by the lunch hour?"

He trembled. "Yeah, sure."

"Come in my mouth."

He groaned and rammed into her gaping mouth. His jism splashed hotly into the back of her throat. She swallowed convulsively, catching every drop and relishing its taste.

She squeezed her thighs together. A tiny orgasm coursed through her. She continued sucking after his balls were limp. When she rose up, she licked her lips and winked.

"I'll see you at noon," she said. "And remember, you promised you could get it up again."

He looked stunned. "I figured you fort tease, but this sure beats all."

She moved behind her desk, picked up the telephone and began dialing.

"You do fuck, don't you?"

He nodded, zipping up his fly as he stared at her.

"Yeah, I fuck."

"I think you'll fit into the company very nicely. Now get out of here and let me finish up my work. I'll be in your office at noon."

Brad was shaking his head as he left her office. When David answered her ring, she giggled.

"I just had Brad in here," she whispered. "The kid's okay."

When she hung up the phone, she went into her private bathroom to pee. She thought about how she'd masturbated that morning and she looked forward to her lunch date with Brad.

As she wiped herself she thought about Brad. He was a sweet young man and she looked forward td fucking him. Jerking off after John left for work just made her hotter for cock. Thank God for work, she thought, still rubbing her clit. Her brothers had spoiled her and given her lots of attention. No wonder no one man could satisfy her now that she was a mature woman.

I'm just a horny bitch, she thought as she flushed the toilet and rinsed her hands. She glanced at herself in the mirror and freshened her lipstick. Then she couldn't resist squeezing her thighs together. That felt so good she lifted her skirt and shoved her hand inside her panties.

She had always masturbated a lot. Her brothers had taught her how at an early age. Even as a bride she had jerked off daily. After ten years of marriage she even used her fingers in front of John.

Another hour and she'd go to Brad's office.

The secretary in that area was a prim old-maid. David liked to keep her around for contrast. Seeing her made him appreciate Jessie that much more.

When Jessie returned to her office, she felt restless. She was worked up and unable to get anything done. She wondered what kind of lover Brad would turn out to be. Sometimes the ones who talked a good game were lousy at the action. Soon enough she'd find out. God, she was horny!

As usual the old maid secretary glared at her when she showed up at Brad's office.

"Is he expecting you?" Miss Smith said sternly.

Jessie breezed by. "You'll never learn, will you?"

Miss Smith winced. "Learn what?"

Jessie thrust her pointed tits out. "Oh skip it." She flounced off into Brad's office.

"I've been waiting for you," he said, rising up from his desk and crossing the room to greet her.

She grimaced. "That damn Miss Smith always makes me feel like a slut."

"She's just jealous."

"No woman has to look that dowdy. I think she's got a crush on you." Jessie giggled. "You've got to be kidding," Brad smiled, put his hands around her waist and undressed her with his eyes. He wasted no time in pushing his hands under her sweater and pawing her tits.

"Why don't you give her a thrill and slip it to her?" she asked. "Maybe I will."

"You know, I wouldn't mind being a fly on the wall if that happens."

He pushed her sweater up to her neck and squeezed her nipples.

"I'll let you know. Who knows what lurks under those baggy clothes she wears."

"Forget her," Jessie sighed. "I don't give a damn who you fuck as long as you take care of me now."

He pushed her bra down and lowered his head to her chest. He brushed his lips over her stiff nipples and murmured softly.

"I can tell you now I never thought you'd show me..."

"Do you like my tits?"

"Who wouldn't? They're big and sucky." She caught her breath and touched his cock through his pants. It felt stiff ad stood straight up. Immature or not, he had irresistible equipment.

She felt her face grow warm and flushed with raw desire.

"We can use the sofa," she said. "Let me take the rest of your clothes off."

"Let's not make a big deal out of a quickie, after all."

He looked hurt, almost like a little boy. Suddenly he grinned.

"You really got a swell pair of tits..." She softened when he almost reverently squeezed her tits.

"I'm ready whenever you are," she whispered, pulling his head down and kissing him.

"Jesus, I'd love to suck your pussy first."

"You don't know the first thing about office sex."

"Teach me."

He looked so sweet and horny she melted. "Tell me exactly what you want to do."

"I want to suck your pussy." She sighed impatiently. "Why?" He looked confused. "Because I dissecting wet cunt."

"We're making progress."

She glanced at the sofa. It was small. There was no way they could stretch out.

"I guess I could try lying down."

"Yeah, lie down and spread those legs for me."

She moaned when he nuzzled his mouth against her crotch-covered pussy. Her cunt twitched with anticipation as he licked up and down the damp nylon.

"Take them off!" she hissed.

"In a minute." He pushed her thighs back and cupped her asscheeks. "Man, what a meal."

"I have to admit you've got good hands. Stick your fingers in there. Yes, in my asscrack. I like being touched there."

"Like this?"

"Yes, that's good. You can stick your finger in there if it turns you on. I like having a finger in my ass."

Suddenly he yanked her panties down.

"Jesus, what a feast this is!"

"Get your mouth on it. I'll bet that damn fool woman is listening at the door."

"You've got a beautiful pussy."

"You told me that before. You wanted to suck it, so get moving. I don't have all day."

He lapped his tongue tentatively over her cuntslit.

"You ought to see how your clit is standing up."

She reached down and felt her clit.

"I know what it looks like. Don't you think I've used a mirror? Come on, Brad, baby, it needs kissing. Give it a kiss and suck my clit. Then we'll fuck and take Miss Smith out other misery."

Her cunt felt inflamed. Brad had come on strong she thought he'd be an experienced cocksman. Now she realized he had a lot to learn. She didn't mind teaching him, but right now she wanted to get laid, period.

She knew she was intimidating him, but she couldn't worry about that. She grabbed his head and shoved his face right into her trench. She closed her thighs around his head to imprison him. Moving her hips in a circular motions, she urged him on.

"You're a good little cunt-lapper," she whispered, toying with his ears. "Mmmmm, baby, I like what you're doing with your tongue."

"You've got a gorgeous cunt!" he mumbled.

"How many have you actually seen?"

"Plenty."

His warm breath, coupled with his wet tongue, made her more anxious than ever to get fucked.

"Is your cock good and hard?" she said.

He snickered, his face still imprisoned inside her thighs.

"What do you think?"

"I think it's very hard. I think it's time it was inside me, screwing me. What do you say?"

When she opened her thighs and released his head, he straightened up. His face was wet with her juices and his eyes were wild and glittering.

She sat up, ran her hand over his crotch and felt the hardness of his cock.

"Take it out," she said, rolling into her hands and knees and shoving her bare ass out.

"You want me to come in from behind?" He seemed surprised at her position.

"Of course. It's a very good position for a woman."

"Jesus, you're something," he murmured, climbing onto the sofa behind her.

"Stick it in."

"I'm trying."

He worked his stiff cock into her wildly twitching hole. She wriggled her ass to encourage him. He fed more of his cock into her hot sucking hole and she heard him shudder.

Jessie giggled. "You mean who else have I been fucking?"

"Of course, darling."

"A high school boy."

"Bully for you! Is he delicious?"

"Of course. Aren't they always?"

"Does he have a friend?" Molly demanded. "Better yet, we can share him sometime."

"Speaking of sharing..."

Her words hung in the air.

Jessie knew what she was referring to. The two friends had been making it together for years.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" Jessie said. "Yes, and today would be good for me."

"The kids?"

"They're with my mother."

"You sound horny."

Molly sighed and lowered her voice. "It's easy for you. You don't have two toddlers under foot listening to every word you say and suspicious of everyone who comes to the house."

"You wanted to be a mother."

"I still do, but those little prying eyes!"

"Tell me about your latest." One of the games they played was describing their latest lovers in minute detail.

"His name is Roger and he only fucks ass."

"You're kidding!" Jessie squealed.

"Well, let me tell you a girl's asshole can get sore pretty damn quick."

"I'll bet. Tell me more."

"He comes over here last week, see and the kids are at my mother's so everything's cool. So we go up to my bedroom and get undressed. Well, before I know it he's sawing away in my butt and the phone rings."

"Did you answer it?"

"Yeah, it's instinctive. I always answer the phone."

"Go on."

"It was my mother. Toby fell and had a nose bleed. Roger's still fucking me in the ass and my mother is yelling and I feel myself starting to come. Listen, it's a wonder Roger didn't get turned off, but he didn't. I managed to tell my mother I'd be over to get the kids in a half-hour and to put a wet towel over Toby's nose. Then Roger finally came and I tell you, or do I have to, there's nothing like a jizz-enema."

"You're crazy," Jessie giggled. "Has Roger been back?"

"No, but my ass was getting sore anyway. Say, did I tell you about Sam?"

"No, but all this talk is turning me on."

"Me too. Your place or mine?"

"You sound funny suddenly. Are you jerking off?"

"Yeah, a little. I can't pull anything on you."

"What does a little mean?"

"I've got my fingers in my pussy." Jessie squirmed round, lifted her leg and touched herself.

"Now, you've got me doing it."

"How'd you like my tongue down there?" Molly's voice was excited.

"Come here. Come here and make my day."

"You're on. Be there in half an hour." Molly slammed the phone down. She arrived in twenty minutes and the two friends embraced. As usual Jessie was struck by Molly's vibrant good looks. Even after giving birth to two children her figure was sensational. Molly stalked into the living room, bristling with energy and sexuality.

"I've been thinking about us a lot lately." Jessie followed her, carrying a six-pack and two glasses. "What about?"

CHAPTER THREE

Their lesbian relationship was dear to Jessie, even though they didn't have sex more than four or five times a year.

Molly was sprawled put on the sofa. Her tits spilled out of her low-necked sweater and her eyes sparkled.

"I've missed that sweet pussy of yours." When Jessie sat down, Molly took her into her arms. As they kissed, their tits mashed together. The old special magic returned. Jessie sighed.

"Sometimes you just hit the spot," Jessie said.

"And as I remember, that's some spot you have."

"Yours is pretty big too."

"I was thinking in terms of sensitive."

"Oh, Molly, let's take our clothes off. Did I tell you that Chuck never got undressed?"

"Sounds like he knows where it's at."

They took the beer upstairs to the master bedroom and undressed. Jessie was delighted to see that Molly had no panties or bra on. She was naked under her sweater and skirt.

Jessie took a perverse delight in balling Molly on the bed she shared with John. John was so damn laid-back and casual about sex. She liked doing kinky things where he put his head.

Usually the two friends took turns being dominant and passive. Today Jessie felt like being aggressive. Molly quickly understood.

"Take me, I'm yours," the redhead giggled, holding her arms limply at her sides.

"Let me suck those gorgeous tits," Jessie said, her lips already close to one of Molly's pink nipples.

"Mmmmmm, you can suck my tits anytime."

"You're just happy not to be taking it in the ass for a change."

"You're so right."

Jessie moved her mouth from one tit to the other. Molly toyed with her hair and murmured endearments. Jessie's hands weren't idle. They were all over Molly's lush ass and between her velvet-soft thighs.

"You never have any trouble finding my clit, do you?" Molly giggled.

"How could I?" Jessie mumbled, her lips fastened to the redhead's tit.

Molly squatted slightly, opening herself to Jessie's probing fingers.

"Please," she moaned. "It's been days since I've had anything in my pussy."

"What about Robert?" Robert was Molly's husband.

Molly sighed. "He's in a celibate mood."

"Not again?"

"Yes, he says it cleanses his soul."

"Oh, God!"

"Mmmmm, I like what you're doing with your tongue."

"How's this?"

"Your fingers feel good too. They're so deep inside me. Jesus, I can feel them in my belly."

Jessie used her thumb to massage Molly's clit while she frigged her. Molly began moving her hips up and down in rhythm with Jessie's thumb.

"A little harder," Molly moaned. Jessie rubbed her clit harder while the redhead bounced her ass up and down on the bed.

"You're adorable," Jessie said. "Eat me, Jess. Eat me, Jess, honey."

"Not yet, baby. Let me use my fingers a little longer."

She loved being the aggressor with Molly. "You know me so well."

"I should after all these years."

"Do you remember the first time we did it?"

"We caught one of your brothers jerking off and it made us so hot we couldn't wait to jerk off too."

"Only we did it together."

"Yeahhhhhh!"

Jessie lay on her belly now between Molly's wide-spread legs. She hovered over her, kissing her tits and manipulating her pussy with bet fingers.

As they made love they talked almost nonstop. Occasionally Jessie would curl her tongue and run it into Molly's navel. Once or twice she brushed it over the redhead's pussy. Whenever she moved her tongue near Molly's pussy, Molly moaned and wriggled her ass.

Jessie lapped her tongue in a circular motion around Molly's belly button. Soon, very soon, she would plunge her tongue into Molly's hairpie. Soon she would flick her tongue relentlessly over Molly's clit.

She continued caressing Molly's pendulous tits. Molly caressed Jessie's hair as she described one of her lovers.

"He's got a small cock, but he sure knows what to do with it."

"Is he the one who likes to take pictures?"

"Yeah, but I always cover my face -- just in case."

"It'd be a kick to see yourself fucking."

"Yeah, wouldn't it though?"

"Does this feel good?"

"Go a little lower."

"You're just dying for me to eat you."

"Mmmmm, you bet, hon," Jessie said. Molly's thighs over her shoulders and faced her cunt. With a hungry groan, she began licking the redhead's pussy.

"Baby, at last," Molly said, humping her ass off the bed.

Jessie started out by fluttering her tongue over Molly's clit. When Molly tried grinding her cunt gash against Jessie's mouth, Jessie moved the tip of her tongue to Molly's cunthole.

"Fuck me with your tongue."

"Now's this?"

"Great! Oh, yeah, wonderful!" Jessie thrust her tongue into Molly's pussy-hole a few times before moving it into her asscrack and licking her bung.

"Oh, you devil, you!" Molly giggled.

Jessie moved her lips and tongue faster and soon Molly went rigid and cried out. Jessie knew her friend was about to come. She knew all the signs. The flushing of the skin on Molly's chest. The glaze in her eyes and the wild expression. Yes, soon Molly would come and her ink... would fill Jessie's mouth and it would taste delicious because it was Molly's cunt juice.

And then, when Molly caught her breath, it would be Jessie's turn. As much as Jessie wanted to be eaten she was hesitant about switching roles. Then she thought about what an expert cunt lapper Molly was and smiled to herself.

Sometimes Molly teased her by pretending to be too tired to eat her. Most of the time the redhead went after Jessie's cunt with zeal. Molly wasn't a woman to hold back. She had strong appetites in all areas. Food, sex, booze. What a woman!

Now Jessie concentrated on giving Molly a mind-blowing orgasm. She thrust two fingers into the redhead's pussy and paused. Molly's paused damped down on her fingers.

The two friends giggled.

"How's that grab you?" Molly said.

"I wish I had a cock to give you," Jessie said. "Your fingers feel pretty good to me, baby." While Jessie's fingers clawed at Molly's cunt she sucked and licked her clit. Molly's face was crimson now and she pushed forward, grunted and shuddered as her climax engulfed her. In a moment it was over. Molly loosened her grip on Jessie's head and lay still.

Jessie waited a moment before raising her head. She couldn't resist licking the juice from Molly's inner thighs and cleaning up her pussy. Molly looked so pretty and peaceful as she lay there with her eyes closed. When their eyes met, they giggled happily. They hugged, rolling around the bed like two healthy young animals.

"It's all right, huh?" Molly said.

"It always is."

"Just give me another minute, baby."

"Take your time. It's sweeter when I have to wait."

"I know what you mean."

They kissed. Not urgent kisses, but slow, gentle kisses that needed no words. Gradually, Molly took over. She peppered Jessie's face with kisses and hovered over her tits.

"Now it's your turn, baby," she whispered.

"Or should I say, my turn?"

Jessie's breathing was shallow as she gazed at her friend. Now it was her legs that were spread and her thighs and pussy that were being kissed.

She took a deep breath. How she loved it! What a treat to have Molly's sweet lips brushing knowingly over her sensitive flesh. Only another woman knew all the secret places to kiss and caress.

She groaned when Molly started licking her cunt folds. She rolled her head from side to side on the pillow. She was ready. So turned-on. All it would take was a few licks of Molly's tongue on her clit. All she needed was...

"Oh, God, lick it!" she hissed.

Reaching down with both hands, she grabbed Molly's head. Molly, sensitive to her needs, began licking her clit and finger-fucking her cunthole.

"Darling, you're so hot," Molly said. "Oh, darling, girl, you're almost there, aren't you?"

"Yes! Yes!"

Jessie thrashed her head from side to side wildly.

"Yes, bring me off. Oh, God, yes!" Jessie tore at the sheets as her orgasm crashed through her. Molly's tongue flew back and forth on her clit as her fingers soared high inside her cunt.

When Jessie stopped shaking, Molly pushed her thighs further apart and ran her tongue into her asscrack. Jessie giggled when the redhead poked her tongue against her asshole.

"I need another one," Jessie said. "Let me stick my tongue in here, please."

"You've let Roger get to you."

"Mmmmmm."

"My God, it's going in!"

"Mmmmmm."

Jessie lay perfectly stile while Molly's tongue penetrated her ass. She squeezed her tits and shrieked shrilly as she came again.

"Oh, Molly," she breathed when the exquisite spasms dissipated.

Molly climbed over her, pressed her tits against Jessie's and kissed her lips.

"Was it a good one, toots?"

"They were both good ones."

"Want more?"

Jessie giggled. "You know I do."

Molly crawled back down between Jessie's legs and planted a kiss on her gaping cunt. She ran her tongue up the length of Jessie's pussy.

"Molly's here, baby. You'll get as much at you want. Just don't you worry."

CHAPTER FOUR

David had a video recorder in his office and occasionally he and Jessie watched a porno film while they had lunch. They had been watching these films for over a year and enjoyed them immensely. Usually afterward they would lock the door and fuck. Sometimes they waited until after work. Jessie liked those times best. She had the whole afternoon to get turned-on. Now she munched a ham-and-cheese-on-rye and watched the teenaged blonde on the screen deep-throat a young bruiser. David wasn't eating. He watched the blonde intently while he stroked Jessie's thigh.

Jessie had begged John to take her to a porno film. He refused, saying only perverts did things like that. She insisted perfectly nice married couples used porno films to get turned-on. As usual John remained stubborn and she finally gave up.

David was so different. The stories in the films were always silly, but the fucking was great. He especially liked the ones featuring teenagers. The little blonde in the film was gorgeous and the boy she was sucking off was a young stud.

The teenagers in the film were suddenly surprised when another young couple entered the room. They changed partners and now the blonde began sucking another boy's prick while the bruiser went down on the new girl.

Jessie looked upon it as good clean fun. She remembered her conversation with Molly about their desire to be filmed while fucking. It was only a fantasy, but fun to think about.

Now she stopped eating and snuggled closer to David. His hand was all the way up her skirt and his fingers were touching bare flesh.

"That little blonde is making my balls turn blue," he said.

"Aw, and I thought all the time it was me." He squeezed her thigh. "It is you, Jess. You know that. But just like you dig that kid, Red, I like a young piece once in a while."

An occasional groan came from the soundtrack. Now the two girls were licking each other and the boys were watching. I wonder if that's what Molly and I look like, Jessie thought.

Now all three teenagers went to work on one of the girls. One boy sucked her tits, the other ate her pussy and the girl frenched her. The center of attention, the little blonde was squirming around, moaning and writhing rhythmically.

Suddenly she let out a scream. "I'm coming!" The camera zoomed in on her pussy that one of the boys was still licking. Her pretty face was contorted and she seemed to be perspiring heavily. Jessie wondered if she was faking it.

"Is she really coming?" she whispered. "It looks like it. What a little cunt!"

The other girl began fucking the blonde's pussy while the boys took a rest. Suddenly one of them climbed around and stuck his cock into the blonde's mouth. The girl began, sucking hungrily.

"Gimme!" she squealed.

"Suck it, cock-sucker," the boy snickered. "Hey, what about me?" the other boy said. "Her mouth's big enough for both of us." Jessie watched as the girl sucked cocks. The boys chuckled as they fed her their meat. The other girl lay nearby masturbating. It was a wild scene.

Jessie realized then that David was fondling, her tits. She glanced down. The bulge in his crotch was throbbing. She giggled and when she placed her hand on his crotch, she felt his cock pulsate through his pants.

"More! More!" the blonde in the movie screamed.

The boys continued thrusting their cocks into her mouth. She was deep-throating them in turn. Jessie admired the girl's prowess. Kids nowadays sure knew the score.

David's hand was inside her bra now, squeezing her cushiony titflesh. The boys in the movie looked tense as they fucked the blonde's mouth. They were no longer snickering. Their balls were full. The climax of the movie was approaching.

"Do it, baby," one of the boys chanted.

"Drain my nuts."

"Yeah, mine too, baby," the other boy said. "Give my cock another lick or two."

"I'm so hot," the other girl giggled. "And I'm only finger-fucking myself."

"When we're through here, she can suck you off," one of the boys said.

"Ooohhh, baby!" the blonde cooed, her lips firmly fastened to the taller boy's cock.

"Suck me off, baby?" he said.

She was obviously teasing them. She writhed her adorable body around, sucking first one cock and then the other with a practiced and hungry tongue.

Finally one of the boys shoved his cock balls deep into her throat. He moved it rapidly in and out of her mouth, going in deeper with every stroke. When he came, she went wild, sucking his cock so hard he finally had to force her to release it.

"She's an animal," the boy said.

"Yeah, and ain't that nice?" the other boy snickered.

"I'm still jerking off," the other girl said.

"Keep it warm for us, baby," one of the boys said.

The little blonde licked her lips clean of jism and turned her attention to the boy who hadn't come yet. "I want more," she pouted.

"Jesus, I'll never be able to work with this thing," David said, unzipping his fly and releasing his cock.

He grabbed Jessie, kissing her frantically and shoving his cock into her hand. His tongue surged into her mouth and dueled with hers. His hands were all over her tits and belly and thighs.

They fell back onto the length of the sofa David climbed on top of her and pushed her skirt up. Their lips were locked as his hand pushed the crotch of her panties to the side. He fingered her slick cunt and put his cock into position between her warm thighs.

When his cockhead touched her clit, Jessie trembled.

"Oh, David, keep rubbing it like that."

She wriggled her ass as he stimulated her clit. They forgot about the film in their zeal to get to each other.

"Oh, David, put it in!"

"I'm trying. You're so damn tight." She lifted her ass. "Here. Try again."

"Oh, baby!"

"Fuck me, David! Fuck me!"

"Ssshhh."

"I forgot where we are."

"That's okay. It's going in."

"Oh, David!"

His cock pulsated with desire. She loved when he got like this. She knew it was the blonde in the film that turned him on, but it was her pussy that would satisfy him. Her pussy that would snap shut around his cock.

When he drove his cock all the way inside her, she closed her eyes and lost herself in his wild strokes. His balls banged her ass with every thrust. From the expression on his face she knew he wouldn't last long. She didn't care. She was ready whenever he was. She raised her legs and pumped back at his cock.

"Fuck me, baby! Give it to me!"

"Oh, yeah, I will. I'll fuck your brains out."

"Do it, David, do it. Now! Pound your cock into me!"

And with that his jism squirted into her and his cock sawed her in two. His love-juice spread through her belly and warmed her very being. It ended as suddenly as it started and after a while they sat up and resumed watching the movie.

Jessie glanced at her watch for the second time in less than a minute. David and Chuck were out of town and she couldn't seem to be able to keep her mind on her work.

She was bored and restless and horny. She was sorry she had agreed to work this week. She hated the place when the men were away. Filing and typing bored her. The other women bored her too -- especially Angie.

For the past week she'd been especially horny. She always got that way at that time of the month. John was giving her a hard time too. Even David appeared to be bored with her.

She sill had her fantasies and masturbated regularly, but her fingers weren't enough. Red hadn't been around recently. The trouble with kids was they had so much stimulation from other sources.

After glancing at her watch one more time she arose front her dat and went to the door. After peeking outside, he locked it and told the receptionist to hold her calls.

Breathing a little rapidly, she unbuttoned the top of her blouse and touched her tits. The glass on the top of her desk told her she was still desirable. Her tits were big and pointed. As she bent down they shifted around in her bra. A surge went through her clit as she gazed at her image in the glass.

She rummaged around her top drawer. She kept personal articles in that drawer and now she withdrew a bottle of scented oil. Moving to a small lounge chair, she felt her pussy moisten as she anticipated the next few minutes.

My hungry little clit, she thought with a giggle. Needs attention night and day.

When she sat down, she raised one leg and touched herself. She moved the crotch of her panties to the side and dabbed some oil on her finger. She touched the oil to her clit and shivered. The sensuous aroma wafted up to her nostrils. She moved her finger faster. As horny as she was she would come quickly.

She pushed a finger into her pussy and used her thumb on her clit. She squeezed her asshole muscles and shifted her ass on the seat of the chair.

I should have gone into David's office and stretched out on his sofa, she thought. I need a cock. A big one, as long as I'm dreaming of a nice, big, fat cock inching up my pussy.

The slick folds of her cunt gripped her finger. She added a second and then a third. The outer office was quiet. The itch between her legs was driving her crazy. Even a short skinny cock would be welcome right now.

She began thrusting her hips forward. Her ass edged off the chair. I'll go to David's office now. I can lock the door, lie down on the sofa and do this right. I'll do it after I come once. Just one little come to take the edge off.

Every nerve-ending in her body felt raw. She felt her nipples harden and her heart pound. She ached to have her tits sucked and kissed. If only Molly were here. If only someone was around to se vice her.

She felt like screaming. As hot as she was she couldn't come. Damn, men didn't have that problem! Why did women have to be so complicated?

She tried widening the spread of her legs and jamming three fingers into her cunt. She felt the tickle that signaled an orgasm. Her tits rose and fell. She smeared more perfumed oil over her clit.

Almost weeping, she glanced down and saw her fingers, clawing at her pussy. And then she came and the explosion rocked her senses and pounded through her temples.

It didn't last long and she needed more, but it was better than nothing. She still needed a cock. A cock, stayed inside you and you could squeeze it and come again before it dwindled and lost its starch. Damn it, why did all the men have to be away at the same time?

She needed the warmth of hot jism bursting into her body. She needed to be filled with fuck sap, not her empty fingers.

Still digging her fingers into her cunt, she swore under her breath. When she finally withdrew her fingers from her pussy, she rose unsteadily to her feet and returned to her desk.

She used some tissues to wipe her fingers clean. Now she would go to David's office and do it right. She'd never get any work done anyway, horny as she still was.

She sensed that someone was in David's office before she opened the door. There was something, some strange feeling in her guts that told her not to barge in.

Turning the doorknob slowly, she inched the door open and peeked inside. What she saw made her blood race. It was Angie Smith, sprawled out on David's sofa with her skirt up to her waist and her tits sticking out of her blouse.

Angie Smith! With her hair down around her shoulders and her legs open. Cheeks flushed and eyes wild. And standing over her was one of the boys who worked in the mail room. A young stud who at this moment was eyeing her hungrily.

"Quick, we don't have much time," Angie said.

"You said you'd suck my cock," the boy said.

"Come here and let me have it."

Outside the door, Jessie stared with disbelief. My God, she's going to suck his cock. Angie gives head! And she almost looks pretty. Who would have guessed it?

"Come here, Billy," Angie said.

Billy's cock was out of his pants and Angie giggled as he pointed it at her mouth.

"Don't make the gun go off," the boy snickered.

"But that's exactly what I'm going to do," Angie said.

Suddenly Jessie was gazing at the Angie Smith in a different light. Angie was no slouch in the sex department. She was going after Billy's cock like a starving animal.

Jessie forgot about her own horniness as she gazed at the scene before her. She squeezed her thighs together. If she made a sound Angie would hear her. She wanted to see and hear everything. Oh, David would be so shocked to find out that old Angie was a cock-hound!

Billy grunted as Angie gobbled up his meat. She took his balls in her hand and fondled them as she fluttered her tongue around and around his cockhead.

"Say, you really dig blowing, don't you?" the boy said.

Angie gurgled, obviously unwilling to release his cock for the moment it would take to answer him.

"Jesus Christ!" Billy hissed, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet.

Angie licked from the tip of his cockhead to his balls. Suddenly she pulled him down on top of her. Jessie watched, fascinated by the sight of Angie forcing the boy's cock into her cunt.

"Bombs away," Angie cried as they started fucking.

"Jesus, yeah!" Billy rasped.

"Fuck me, Billy," Angie said, locking her legs around the teenager's back.

"Yoweeeee!" the boy replied.

Outside the office, Jessie watched and listened. What a story she'd have to tell David when he returned!

Everything happened very quickly after that. Angie rolled on top of Billy. Jessie was amazed to see that her tits were quite large. They flopped around wildly as she raised and lowered her ass to fuck the teenager. Her hair flew wildly around her face. She not only looked wild and sexy, she looked pretty.

"Gimme that cock!" she hissed.

Billy lay back, nostrils flaring and ass pumping. Jessie could see Angie's cuntjuice glistening on his prick.

Just as Angie fell forward over Billy's chest, Jessie felt a tiny orgasm surge through her. She closed the door then and dashed back to her office.

CHAPTER FIVE

Jessie yanked her skirt up, adjusted her seatbelt and whipped out of the driveway. It was a sunny day, one of her free days, and she planned on doing her weekly grocery shopping. While she was at the shopping mall she planned to buy some new clothes. She had a fetish for shoes, the sexier the better. The money she earned working made it possible to indulge herself and John made good money too. Yes, today she would also pick up some new under wear. Something black and sheer to keep in her desk and wear after-hours with David.

When she stopped at a red light, she saw Red on his bicycle. She waved, he waved back and she sped off. Red sometimes worked at the supermarket as a bag-boy. Maybe her shopping would have to wait. Going to bed with the boy would be more fun.

He was growing up. In the past six months his body had changed. Barely perceptibly, but changed nevertheless. He was getting taller and huskier.

Today his biceps rippled. He was wearing a tight tee-shirt and even tighter jeans. His red hair was hanging long on his neck. He smiled adorably when he waved. He was a better lover now than six months ago. Yes, Red was okay, a real find.

In a way she felt guilty about corrupting a teenager. But he never needed much persuasion. Today she would wait until he was through working. She tried not to interfere with his schoolwork or his after school jobs.

She felt a tingle in her pussy. There was nothing like looking forward to a good fuck. The day looked brighter and the sun felt warmer. I'm gonna get laid, she thought with a giggle.

She turned into the mall and parked. She checked out her hair and makeup in the mirror, added a touch of lip-gloss and discreetly dabbed some perfume between her thighs.

She saw Red's bike parked in the employees' area. Her high heels tapped the pavement, in rhythm with the beating of her heart.

As usual she had forgotten her shopping list. It didn't matter. She wasn't much interested in cooking. She kept lots of fast foods in the house and John seemed happy enough with cold-cuts.

She started throwing things into her cart. She picked up some light beer for Red and deliberately pushed her basket near the back of the store where the bag-boys gathered before they went to work.

She brushed up against him. "Want to come over here you're through?" she said.

"Sure, but it won't be until three."

"I'll be waiting. We haven't been together for weeks."

He flushed. "I know. I missed you."

"I missed you, too." Her hand was still on his arm. "I do believe this muscle is actually getting bigger."

He grinned. "That's because of all the exercise I get when we fuck."

"Hmmmm, I think you're right. See you later, darling. Don't be late."

She finished her shopping and went home. The rest of the day passed slowly. If Red arrived at three they would have two solid hours in bed. That was enough time for some good hard fucking. Much more fun than clothes shopping.

She tried looking as young as possible when Red was around. Now she brushed her long mane of hair into a ponytail and tied it with a pink ribbon. She put on her tightest tee-shirt and jeans, but underneath the jeans she wore her usual garter-belt and stockings. Red always got a hard-on when he saw her in her garter-belt and stockings.

When her groceries were put away and after she'd downed two martinis, Red rang the doorbell.

"Hi, darling," she said, kissing him lightly on the lips. "You're early."

"Yeah," he grinned.

She pressed up against him and shoved her knees between his legs.

"What do we have here?" she smiled. "I think there's a hard cock in here somewhere."

"Can I have a beer?"

"Sure, help yourself."

She stepped back and let him go for his beer. She retrieved her martini and sipped it reflectively.

"Let's take our drinks up to bed." Linking her arm through his, she guided him out of the kitchen.

"Are you gonna suck my cock?"

"If you want me to."

"Yeah, I was thinking about it all day."

"And I'll bet you bragged to your friends that you have this older woman who just loves sucking your prick."

He opened his mouth, grinned and shrugged. "I really dig you, Jessie."

She grabbed his crotch and squeezed. "I dig you too, baby. But what I really dig is this big thing in here."

She swiped her hand between his legs. "You men can get away with anything if you know how to use this thing."

In the bedroom, they kissed. The kid sure knew how to french! His hands moved awkwardly over her body. Somehow he always seemed to be all arms and legs and elbows. No finesse but all balls.

"Just the way I like it," she whispered, holding his face and kissing him.

"What's the way you like it?"

"Never mind. Take your jeans off and let me see that gorgeous cock."

It took him moments to remove his jeans and shorts. She made a grab for him.

"I forgot to eat lunch today," she said. "SO I'll just have to make a meal out of this."

"You really love blowing, don't you?"

"You know I do, baby. No, don't sit up. Stay here and let me just lick here. Mmmmm. And here. Yummy. And down here too."

"Jesus, you've got some tongue."

"What a tasty cock. I'll bet you didn't shower this morning."

"How can you tell?"

"Because you taste just a wee bit gamy."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I like a slightly gamy taste. Mmmmmm, there, it's almost gone. I'm getting it all cleaned up. Now all I can taste is this." She poked her tongue into his pisser. "And this." She dragged it into his asscrack. "Oh, man, you sure can suck."

"I do well what I enjoy."

"You sure must love cock-sucking."

"Sweetie, you know I do." Suddenly she stopped sucking. "What's wrong?" he said. "I have an idea. Do you like orange marmalade?"

He wrinkled his nose. "No."

"Well, I do, and I've got a taste for it now."

"Huh?"

"Darling, go downstairs and on the fridge door you'll find a jar of imported marmalade. Bring it back to me while I undress. I'm going to fill two needs at once. Go on now." He looked confused, but obeyed. She tore her clothes off. When she was down to her garterbelt and stockings, he returned and handed her the marmalade jar.

"I don't know," he said, shaking his head. "Don't worry about it. Just lie down and spread your legs."

"What are you gonna do with that?"

He eyed the marmalade suspiciously. To distract him she brought her mouth down to his cock and licked it lightly. Reaching for the jar, she began smearing marmalade over his cock and balls.

Red raised his head from the pillow.

"Jesus, I don't believe this."

She gazed at his jam-covered cock and giggled.

"Next time I'll use chocolate syrup. Would you like to eat chocolate sauce from my pussy some time?"

He groaned. "Sure."

"And whipped cream?"

She stiffened her tongue and began licking up the marmalade.

"This is out of sight."

"Mmmmmm, tastes great."

She stroked his thighs as she licked. She nibbled the tip of his cockhead and lapped her tongue down to the base of his prickshaft. The marmalade was all over her face on her nose and chin and in her eyelashes. It didn't matter. She was having a ball.

She was getting hornier by the minute -- and hungrier. She moved her hands under his ass and dipped her tongue into his ass crease. She forced a fingertip into his ass while she licked his balls.

"Oh, fuck, that's good!" he hissed, swaying his hips.

She smeared more marmalade on his nuts and licked the excess off her fingers.

"Does this give you any ideas?" she giggled. "Oh, fuck! You're driving me crazy!"

"Easy, baby, easy. I've got a lot more eating to do."

She ate him in a frenzy now. Finger-fucking his asshole, she gobbled his cock and balls. He humped his ass off the bed and groaned.

"I need something in my pussy," she said.

"Swing your ass over here and I'll kiss it."

She climbed around and dropped her pussy over his face. Still devouring his cock and balls, she pressed her pussy to his mouth.

"I always did hate to eat alone," she said, inhaling his cock.

He dabbed his tongue up and down her cuntslit.

"I like the taste of your pussy just the way it is."

"Mmmmm, eat me, baby."

Writhing her ass, she ground her cunt against his wide-open mouth. "What a feast I'm having!"

His tongue was all over her. Plunging into her cunthole and licking her clit. Her pony tail whipped back and forth as she slid the ring of her lips to the base of his cockshaft. Deeper and deeper, she took him. The marmalade made everything sticky, but she loved the sweet taste coupled with his cockmeat.

And then he groaned, flung his hips up and came in her mouth. Now the marmalade was mixed with jism. She hungrily swallowed down his fuck-glue while she rubbed her cunt against his face.

Without a word, he climbed on top of her and thrust his still-hard prick into her depths. He didn't last long, but she came twice before his cock dwindled away.

"Oh, baby, what a nice surprise," she said. "I never had a blow-job like that in my life." When they had rested, they showered and Jessie changed the sheets. Then they climbed back into bed and sipped their fresh drinks. Pressing against his strong, young body, she hungrily kissed him. Her tongue split his lips and met his. She brushed his teeth with her tongue tip and mashed her tits against him.

She felt a great surge of warmth for the boy. A desire to intensify his pleasure. His prick was half-hard and as she caressed it she dropped to her knees before him.

His clean flesh made her nostrils flare and fired her blood anew. She salivated as she began sucking his cock. She never tired of having a piece of cockmeat in her mouth.

She wrapped the fingers of one hand around his cockshaft while she capped her mouth over his cockhead. She sucked hungrily, but gently, alternately dragging her lips up to the flared rim under his prick knob and sliding them to the root of his cockstalk.

He breathed deeply, toying with her ponytail and untying the ribbon to free her hair. He forced her to take more of his cock into her mouth and for a moment it blocked off her air passages.

She didn't gag. Her pleasure was so great she managed to breath through her nose and swallow around his prick. His cock was very stiff now and she soon had to pull back. She took tiny bites of his cockhead, loving the feel of his spongy cockmeat and tightening her lips in the grove behind it.

The steady stream of jism gushing from tie pisser tasted even better than the. Her pussy lubricated heavily. She held his balls and pressed her lips into the sack. When he groaned, she took hold of a mouthful of ball sack and bit into it.

He let out a roar and thrashed his legs straight out. She drooled freely, slid her lips over his cock and bobbed her head up and down over the length of his cockshaft.

"Let's fuck," he said.

Her heart leaped. When she spit his cock out, he flung himself over her, grabbed her tits and kissed her.

"Yes, yes, let's fuck," she warbled. His bone-hard prick was inside her in a moment and her tightly clutching cunt welcomed it. The horny housewife reveled in the sensation of being filled with teenaged cock. She med her fingernails up and down his upper arms and wrapped her long legs around his back.

"Oh, baby, I love when you fuck me!" she cried.

They writhed wildly as his cock plunged into her. She felt depraved and yet innocent as the teenaged boy rammed against her cunt. He closed his eyes and abandoned himself to his needs. She moaned softly each time his cock crashed into her pussy. Wriggling her ass, she pulled his head down and kissed him.

"Kiss me," she murmured, biting his lips and giving him her tongue.

"Oh, man," he muttered over, and over again. "Jesus, what a fuck!"

She cried ant when his cock jabbed her insides. Even when there was pain her pussy responded by tightening around the invading prick.

"Your cock is rubbing my clit," she said, shuddering wildly.

His face was flushed and contorted. He was beyond words and she knew it.

"Fuck the shit out of me!" she shrieked. "Make me come good! Make me see stars, baby! Oh, God, fuck me good!"

The harder he fucked her the more she loved it. The bedsprings shook as the lovers tore at each other.

"Gonna shoot!" Red panted.

"I want it! I want it all! Give it to me! I'm ready, darling!"

The teenager grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard as he banged into her. "Jesus, I'm almost there," he said.

"Me too!"

She pulled his head down to her tits and felt the flash that signaled her orgasm.

He battered her. He punched his spurting cock into her cunt in a frenzy and she took it and loved each thrusting jolt. She thought it would never stop and prayed it wouldn't, but when it did they remained attached to each other.

Gradually, very gradually, they separated. She rolled on top of him, took his still-hard cock inside her and came again.

His cock jerked and throbbed inside her spasming pussy. She had never felt so fulfilled, so wildly aroused. She stayed on top of him, holding his cock in her succulent pussy. They started fucking again, slowly and rhythmically, passionate but tender.

At one point Jessie looked down into her teenaged lover's eyes. On an impulse she released his cock and fell to her knees. With long sweeping strokes of her tongue, she licked his cock and balls clean. Like a mother cat, she tongued every inch of his crotch until his skin glowed anew.

"Did you enjoy that, darling?" she said. "Yeah, sure," he croaked, his eyes filled with awe.

"We do have a good time together, don't we?"

"Yeah, we sure do," he breathed.

CHAPTER SIX

The next morning when Jessie awakened, John was already sitting up. The covers were pushed back, his cock exposed and it was hard. He mumbled under his breath and Jessie sleepily reached for him.

"Want me to do something with that?" she yawned.

He pushed her hand away.

"There's no time."

She snuggled closer, hungrily eyeing his hard-on.

"I won't take too long. Just let me suck it."

"No, I'll do it."

"You'd rather jerk off than let me suck it?"

"There's no time," he repeated. Awake now, she sat up and shook her head. "I don't believe this!"

"You don't believe what?" he said as he... slowly pumped his cock.

"I don't believe you'd rather jerk off than let me suck it."

"You still think you're the cute little cheerleader, don't you?"

"I'm not exactly ugly."

He chuckled. "My hands did okay when I was a kid."

"Kids use their hands when they have nothing else."

"The old fingers know what feels good."

"My fingers know too. Let me jerk you off."

"Naw, there's no time."

She reached for a cigarette and frowned as she lit it.

"You don't know what you're missing."

"If you want some action, go on and play with yourself."

"You like watching me play with myself, don't you?"

"Yeah, it's a turn-on."

"Well, I won't do it."

He shrugged, whipping his hand up and down his prick.

"Suit yourself."

She inhaled deeply. "I don't know why you got married. You don't need a wife."

"Lay off, will you?"

"Sonic men find me very attractive."

"Good. I'm very happy for you."

"Doesn't your hand ever get tired?" He snickered. "Naw."

"We used to have pretty good times together."

She snuggled up closer to him. "You're crowding me." She reached out and took his cock into her fist. He didn't push her away, so she started squeezing it.

"That's better," she murmured. "Okay, okay, but don't take too long. I think you like what I'm doing." He grimaced. "Just do it, huh?" She tightened her grip on his shaft and moved her fingers up and down. Her pussy grew warm and wet. Maybe he would fuck her before he left for work.

"Don't get too comfy there, hear?" he said.

"Aw, fuck me, John."

"I knew it. I knew you'd start bugging me." He pushed her hand away and resumed pumping his cock.

On an impulse she climbed between his legs, dipped her head into his lap and took his cock into her mouth. He groaned, but didn't push her away. Her heart pounded and her blood raced. She sucked hard, afraid that at any moment he would make her stop.

If only he was more interested in sex. She was certain there was no one else in his life. He always came right home after work and he never disappeared mysteriously. He was a good man in many ways. In any event, even if he was more interested in sex she would still cheat.

Now her saliva coated his prick as she eagerly licked his cockshaft. A few drops of tasty jizz fell onto her tongue.

"How about it, hon?" she said.

"How about what?" He stroked her hair affectionately.

"How about a quickie?"

"I'm letting you suck. Don't press your luck."

"Shit!"

"That does it. Get up."

He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off his cock.

"I'll finish up."

"How can you actually prefer your fingers to my mouth?"

"They don't nag me." She lit another cigarette. "John, you're incredible." She exhaled slowly.

"You've still got a great pair of tits." She bounced off the bed and reached for her robe. She stuck her tongue out and winked.

"You're full of shit, but I love you."

"Go ahead and let me jerk off in peace." As she peed she listened to him groan. It seemed so crazy to be sitting on the toilet while her husband jerked off. Soon his hand would be covered with jism. It would serve him right if she ran back to bed and licked his fingers clean after he came.

"You're so darn uptight," she called out. He grunted. "Shut up, will you?"

"No."

She heard him mutter. "I was just about to blast off, bitch," he snickered.

"Good." She wiped herself hurriedly. "I'll be right there to help you."

"Keep away."

"Here I come."

She bounded back to the bed, jumped over him and made a grab for his cock.

"Jesus, what a cunt you are," he laughed. "Give it to me."

"You're too late."

Disappointed, she looked down at his limp prick.

"You came!" she hissed.

"Fooled ya," he chuckled.

Now he climbed off the bed and, whistling, strode to the bathroom to pee. She lay in bed and listened to the sound of piss crashing into the toilet bowl. It was a good comforting sound. She liked it.

"Don't you have to go to work today?" he said when he returned to the bedroom.

She raised her arms over her head and stretched.

"Yes, I'll start dressing in a minute."

"How's the old-man treating you?"

John referred to David as the old-man. He had never met Jessie's boss.

"He's okay. I have no complaints."

"Good. Glad you're enjoying it."

He took a quick shower and shave and was half-dressed before Jessie dragged herself out of bed. When he was about to leave the house, she kissed him goodbye and took a hot shower.

What a guy, she thought as she soaped up her beaver. Thank God for David.

She remembered then that an important client was coming to the office today and David wanted her to entertain him. It was fun taking clients out to lunch and she usually looked forward to those times. Today she was a little restless. John's attitude depressed her more than she liked to admit even to herself.

Later, at the office, she spent the morning filing and was happy when David interrupted her toward noon.

"I've got an assignment for you," he said.

"Great. The client?"

"Yeah, but he's not coming up here. He's waiting for you down in his car."

"What about you?"

"I'm coming with you."

"Any instructions?" They walked toward the elevator.

"Just make him happy. He's one of the ten richest guys in the state. He can do a lot for the company."

The man looked vaguely familiar. His name was Jake Powers and he was a local politician. He wasn't handsome, but he had a rugged look Jessie preferred.

"We're going to Jake's place," David said after the introductions were made.

"I need to unwind," Jake said. "I've been traveling all week."

"I could use a little unwinding myself," Jessie said, aware that they would probably all wind up in bed together.

They drove to Jake's apartment in an exclusive section of town. There, in the lavishly furnished living room, Jake fixed them drinks.

They settled down, Jake on a leather arm chair and David and Jessie on the massive sofa.

Jake and David talked business, but the politician stared incessantly at Jessie's tits.

She felt turned-on by the electric charge in the air. Her experience with threesomes was limited, but she always enjoyed fucking two men at one time.

Now David refilled their glasses and turned to Jessie.

"Why not take your clothes off for Jake?" he said.

Jessie felt herself flush.

"You want me to take my clothes off?" Both men nodded. Jake grinned.

"I hear you're really built."

"I don't mind getting undressed, but I'll feel a little foolish being the only one."

"We'll join you soon enough," David said. "You're not shy about fucking both of us, are you?" Jake said.

"Not really."

Both men laughed.

"She loves it," David said.

"My preference is to be with two women," Jake said. "But you look like woman enough for both of us."

Jessie placed her drink on the coffee table and rose up.

"I still feel silly, but here goes."

"Wait a minute," Jake said Jessie dropped her arms to her sides. "Yes?"

"I want to look you over first. Walk over here and let me see your ass."

Jessie moved into the middle of the room and turned her back to both men. Jake had joined David on the sofa and they both leered at her as she craned her neck.

"More?" she smiled.

"Lift your skirt," Jake said. Jessie's heart pounded. There was something about Jake that really turned her on.

"Like this?" she said.

Jake's eyes narrowed as he gazed at her thighs.

"Yeah, like that."

"She's a doll, isn't she?" David said. "The dolls are sometimes lousy in the sack."

"I assure you she's the best!"

"I hope so. I haven't gotten fucked in a week."

"I wish you wouldn't talk about me like that," Jessie said.

"She's got spirit," Jake said. "I like that." David chuckled. "She's the best. Go on, Jess. Show him what you've got."

As she wriggled her ass, David rose up and took her into his arms. When he kissed her, he whispered in her car.

"Give him a good time. Remember, he's important to the company."

Jake eyed her hungrily. "My balls are turning blue just looking at you."

"Should we all hit the sack?" David said. "Sure, I'm ready."

Jake rose up and took Jessie's free arm. Scooping her into his arms, he carried her into the bedroom.

Jessie laughed when he dropped her down on the king-sized bed. Both men surrounded her and David undressed her while Jake pawed her tits and ass.

"I think you men are just horny," she giggled.

"Leave the garter belt and stockings on," Jake said.

"There she is in all her glory," David said. "What tits!"

"She's got a tight cunt too."

Jessie stretched out on her back, her big round tits wobbling enticingly. Her panties were off and her muff was exposed. She touched her fingertips to her mound and winked at the men.

"I'm waiting, fellas."

While Jake bent down and kissed her tits, David undressed. Then when Jake undressed, David sucked her tits.

"Good show, honey," David murmured.

"I'm so damn horny," she sighed.

"Make it a good one, Jess."

"Don't I always, boss?"

Jessie was familiar with David's body. She knew his cock and balls well and his body never failed to excite her. But Jake was new in her life and she found she couldn't take her eyes off his cock.

It was long, for one thing. And it hugged his belly in a giant hard-on. The head was mushroom-shaped and crimson. It was already leaking too. A big drop of whitish jizz oozed from his pisser.

"Wow!" she said.

Jake palmed his balls. "Still think you can handle both of us?"

She licked her lips as she gazed at his taut, jism-filled balls.

"I know I can."

David knelt on her right side and stroked her tits and thighs. She was aware that he wasn't as aggressive as usual. He was holding back, giving Jake im opportunity to get at her goodies.

"Now that's gash," Jake said, taking her hand and wrapping her fingers around his cockshaft.

"Please, someone, fuck me," she said. "Oh, baby, will we," Jake said as her fingers tugged on his prick.

"You can fuck her in the ass," David said.

But Jake was already mounting her and pushing his big cockhead against the mouth of her cunt. Jessie let out a gasp when he tried entering her. As wet as she was his cock was too big.

He wasn't angry. He obviously found it exciting.

"She sure does have a tight pussy," he said. He used two fingers to open her up. She lubricated heavily and writhed her ass as he frigged her.

"Now give me your cock," she begged. Jake grinned. "First I've got to taste this sweet pussy."

She was delighted when he pushed his face between her legs and began licking her cuntslit.

"Oh, yes!" she moaned, clamping her thighs around his head.

"Yeah baby, go for it," David said, sucking her tits.

She pulled David's head down and french kissed him while Jake forced his big tongue into her cunt. When his tongue wasn't in her pussyhole, it was rasping back and forth over her clit.

"Oh, God, that's good!" she cried when Jake dragged his tongue into her asscrack.

"I've got to have this sweet asshole," Jake said.

"She loves taking it in the ass," David said.

"Somebody please fuck me!"

"Don't be so impatient," David said. "Let him lick as long as he wants."

"Mmmmm, wonderful! Oh, yes!"

She melted when Jake zeroed in on her clit and began lashing it with his tongue.

Her pussy leaked a steady stream of cuntjuice and Jake scooped it up with the flat of his tongue. By now her clit was throbbing delightfully. Her orgasm was close and she braced herself for the onslaught.

When she was least expecting it, Jake entered her. He thrust his cock in arid out of her, snatch a few times and then pulled out again.

"Noooo!" Jessie whined. "Don't stop!"

He paid no attention. Bending down, he plunged his tongue back into her cunt gash. The pleasure was so intense she came, losing all control and grinding her pussy against his mouth. When she opened her mouth to scream, David shoved his cock inside. She heard both men chuckle as she hungrily inhaled David's prick.

"Now, she's ready," Jake said, ramming his cock into her snatch.

"Give it to her," David said, sawing his cock in and out of her mouth. "She loves it the harder the better."

"Mmmmm!" Jessie mumbled, her lips racing up and down David's prick.

"Shit, what a tight cunt!" Jake growled.

She arched her back and thrust her pelvis to meet Jake's fuck-strokes. Above her, David forced his cock into her throat.

"Do you dig it, baby?" Jake said.

Jessie couldn't answer, but she clawed at his arms in response. David snickered.

"She loves it," he said.

"I can go a long time," Jake said. "Want to change places?"

"Sure."

Jessie took a few deep breaths when the men changed places. Soon it was David plunging his cock into her cunt and Jake fucking her mouth.

"What a hot number she is," Jake said. "You've got the business, Dave. We'll sign the papers in the morning."

"You won't be sorry," David said.

"I never could resist a tight pussy. Hey, look at her come."

"Get over here," David said, pulling out of her cunt. "You've got to feel her pussy on your cock when she comes."

Jessie's climax went on and on. Her cunt contracted powerfully around Jake's cock, causing him to blast off inside her depths.

"Fantastic piece," Jake said as he finished up.

"Yeah, she's the best," David said.

"God, that was good!" Jessie sighed, arms and legs wide spread.

Jake reached for a cigarette and chuckled. "We'll do it again, after the papers are signed, doll."

CHAPTER SEVEN

Red began coming to the house once or twice a week. He came after school to help with the yard and Jessie paid him well from her own money.

To avoid neighborhood gossip, she kept him busy with chores far the first hour or so. After he was through with his work they had a few beers and fucked.

One day they sat and talked while they sipped their beer. Red told her about the first time he got fucked. She described how she lost her cherry. They spoke as one adult to another. At times Jessie forgot he was only a boy.

Suddenly she rose up. "Dance with me," she said, switching on the stereo.

She stood in front of him for a moment, swaying back and forth in time to the music.

"You're terrific," Red said as he took her into his arms.

She rubbed up against him. "You're pretty terrific too."

"I wish I was older. If we were the same age we could get married."

"But I'm already married." The boy frowned. "Yeah, but you don't love him."

"Who says I don't love him?" The teenager held her possessively tight. "If you loved him you wouldn't be fucking me."

"Oh, darling, in so many ways you're still so young."

He tightened his grip on her.

"And in some ways I'm elder than you."

"You're holding me so tight I can hardly breathe."

"I don't care. I want to be with you all the time."

She forced him to relax his grip. "You know that's impassible," she said lightly.

"Why?"

She didn't bother stifling a giggle.

He flushed. "Go ahead and make fun of me. I don't care. I love you."

"I love you too, darling. I love when you fuck me. When you fuck me, you're all man. Wonderful, hard-cocked man."

He backed her into the wall and pressed up against her.

"When I graduate, I can get a job."

"I guess you can."

"And we can get married," he blurted out. She froze. "We can what?"

"Get married."

His entire body shook as he stared into her eyes.

"I love you, Jessie."

"Nonsense, darling, you're just a kid. You don't know what life is all about."

"I know enough to know I love you." She realized then she had a problem. Trying to sound casual, she brushed her lips against his cheeks.

"You'll be in love a hundred times before you settle down."

"No!"

He hugged her so tightly she had difficult breathing.

"I've got an idea," she said, sounding more confident than she felt. "Let me fix you a real drink."

She managed to escape his arms and head for the kitchen. He followed on her heels.

"You're trying to change the subject," he said.

"What if I am?" She began mixing a pitcher of martinis.

"Don't laugh at me." His voice was low and dead serious.

She melted. "Oh, darling, I'm not laughing at you. It's just that a boy your age is vulnerable. You'd fall in love with any older woman who looked at you."

"No, I wouldn't. I love you." His chin jutted out. "I really do."

"Let's not argue."

She handed him a martini, took his hand and led him back to the living room.

"Now, where's that smile?"

"You're not fucking anyone else, are you?" He wrinkled his nose when he tasted the martini.

She realized then he thought he was the only man in her life beside John. She didn't know whether to lie or tell him the truth. She didn't want to lead him on, but at the same time she didn't want to hurt him. She decided it would be best to evade the entire issue.

"Kiss me, Red."

Taking his hand, she placed it over her right tit. Her blouse was open and her cleavage peeked out. His eyes glistened when he gazed at her tits. He squeezed her tit and smirked.

"Kiss me," she repeated, and he leaned over and kissed her on the lips. "That's better, darling. All that serious talk was depressing me. Promise you won't bring it up again?"

He shook his head. "Aw, Jessie..."

She placed a finger over his lips.

He hesitated. "Okay, but some day we'll talk about it again."

"Meanwhile, there's this thing down here." She made a grab for his crotch. He automatically pushed his knees together. "Hey, watch it!"

She threw her head back and laughed. "Trying to protect the family jewels? Honey, I wouldn't hurt you for the world."

"You're laughing at me."

"No, I'm just happy we're together."

"Just don't laugh at me." She rubbed his crotch and as his cock stiffened the blood rushed to his face.

"Hmmmm, I like what I feel in here."

"I love fucking you."

"You're darling." She touched her hand to his cheek. "So young and dear," she mused.

He trembled. "Can we get into bed now?" he croaked.

"Let's get on the rug," she said. "I don't want to wait to get into bed."

And then they were on the floor and he climbed on top of her and they kissed. As his mouth came down on hers, she caressed the back of his neck. They were like two young lovers, probing each other's mouth and touching all over.

His lips were the lips of a men. If she closed her eyes she could imagine he was her peer and not a mere child. But most of the time she kept her eyes open. The fact that he was a teenager turned her on. The feel of his strong arms around her made her weak with lust.

They drank each other's essence. One kiss blended into another. His hands cupped her tin and hers stroked his ass. He lay squarely on top of her and his body cut her off from the world.

"Jesus, Jessie," he murmured. "You're so beautiful, Red."

"You're the beautiful one." She stroked his hair. "We're both beautiful."

She began unbuttoning her blouse. Soon her bra was off and she was naked from the waist up. He mashed his chest against her tits as she ran her hands across his strong young back.

He sucked her neck, suctioning little pieces of flesh between his teeth and leaving love marks on her throat. He dug his fingers into her tits, flicking his thumbs over her nipples.

She managed to unzip his fly and free his cock. She touched the bulbous head and squeezed the thick root.

"Oh, darling," she said.

"I love you, Jessie."

"Ssshhh, darling, no more of that. Let's just enjoy each other. We're going to have a nice long fuck. Kiss me, Red. Give me your tongue the way you're going to give me your cock later."

His cock throbbed in her fist as they frenched. God, how the kid satisfied her! She didn't have a better lover. If only he didn't start giving her trouble.

"Suck my tits."

"Jesus, I love your tits."

His jaws opened wide and captured great mouthfuls of titflesh. She held onto his prick and moved just the skin up and down his stiff prickrod.

"Darling," she sighed.

"I love sucking your tits. Does that hurt?"

"No, I love when you bite them like that."

"I hope my cock doesn't explode."

"I know how to take care of that. Mmmmm, my pussy's getting good and hot."

"Does your back hurt?"

"No, I love having your weight on me."

He trembled convulsively, his face showing strain. "You better stop doing that for a minute. Fuck, I don't want to come yet!" He grimaced as he fought for control. She stopped pumping his cockmeat. "Keep sucking my tits, darling."

"Let me put it in, Jessie."

"Yes, darling, put it in. I want it so."

She spread her legs and he pressed his cockhead against her slickly lubricated pussy. She held back for a moment, denying him entrance.

With his throbbing prick poised at the mouth of her cunt, she pushed downward. He groaned when she pulled his head down and pushed a tit into his mouth.

"Suck them, darling," she sighed. "Suck them while you go in."

"Oh, yeah!"

"That feels so good. You're making me so hot and excited."

"Me too."

"I'm so glad they're big. You don't like small tits, do you?"

He shook his head, his mouth stuffed with titflesh.

"Mmmmm," he mumbled.

She laced her fingers through his bright red hair.

"My little baby lover," she said, her voice husky with passion. "Soon you'll be inside me, my lover, and we'll see the stars together."

"I love you."

"I love you too. But more important, my pussy loves you. Do I give you enough pussy, baby?"

"Mmmmmm!" His lips and tongue worked hungrily over her tits.

"I love making you happy, I love keeping you supplied with pussy."

She took him into her pussy then and he lunged and thrashed deep inside her. Suddenly she pushed him out, climbed over him and lowered her face to his glistening cock.

"What're you doing?"

Jessie felt her cunt spasm with excitement. "I'm just going to have a taste of my favorite cock, baby."

She squeezed her thighs together, putting pressure on her clit. Flicking her tongue out, she tasted her essence and his.

"Take it in your mouth," he said.

"I'm going to, lover."

Opening her jaws, she took the big head of his cock into her mouth. A drop of jism dropped onto her tongue. She let it stay there a moment, relishing its flavor and consistency. Then she wrapped her lips around his cockhead and suctioned it into her mouth. He groaned and widened the spread of his legs.

"Aw, Jessie, that's great."

She sucked his cockhead for a few moments and then she stopped and made him take the rest of his clothes off. When he was naked, she could no longer contain herself. She slid the ring of her lips to the base of his cock and deep throated him.

When she released him, she pressed her entire body to his.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass, lover."

"Honest?"

"Yes. See? I'm getting into position."

His eyes widened when she rolled onto her hands and knees and thrust her ass out. She pried her asscheeks open and watched his expression as he gazed at her fleshy round ass.

He licked his lips.

"God, I love fucking your ass."

"My little asshole's so excited. See how it's opening up for you?"

"Yeah, I see it."

"Come on, darling boy. Fuck me. Stick your big cock into my shitter like a good boy."

Still holding her asscheeks open, she touched bet hung. Her passion had made it loose. With just a touch of cuntjuice it would need no more lubrication.

"Wet it a little," she said.

"Here."

He swiped his fingers over her pussy and used her cuntjuice to moisten her brownie.

"Now, your cock, baby."

He placed his cockhead against her butt. Reaching back, the horny housewife touched his prick.

"I'm putting it in," he said.

She squeezed her tits, wetting her fingers with cuntjuice and painting her nipples. She knew he was teasing her deliberately by holding back.

But the feel of his prick against her shitter was enough to make her tingle all over. She began rotating her hips in a circular fucking motion.

"I can't wait until it's in," she cooed.

"I'm putting it in now."

"I'm ready." She held her ass perfectly still as he pushed.

"It's going in."

Reaching back, she held her asscheeks apart, straining as he forced his big cockhead into her ass. Her asshole opened up and half of his cockhead lodged inside it.

"Lover, it's in," she said.

"Wait, there's more."

She heard the excitement in his voice and reached underneath to touch his balls. They were packed with fuck-jam. Soon her bowels would be warm with his jism.

He groaned when her asshole put pressure on his cockhead. Inch by wonderful inch he filled her ass with his stiff cockmeat. And the further his cock went the better it felt.

She tried to keep still, but she couldn't help writhing and twisting with excitement. He bent over her back and shoved in. Then he was all the way inside her, splitting her asshole in two.

"It's all the way in," he croaked.

"I know, I can feel it. Don't move. Not yet. I just want to feel it fill me up."

"Oh, fuck, it's tight."

"You're all the way in, lover. No, don't move yet. Just let me feel it a moment."

"My balls are gonna explode soon."

"Oh, darling, I can hardly wait!"

"Jesus, you're playing with your pussy."

"Yes, I'm masturbating."

"Can I do it for you?"

"Yes, if you like."

He substituted his fingers for hers and she returned her hands to her tits. Finally she wanted him to start thrusting. The pressure was too great. She needed stroking.

"Now, move it in and out," she said. "Fuck me in the ass, my lover."

"Yaaaaa!" he growled, pulling halfway out and pushing in again.

He flicked her clit as he stroked and soon, she was screaming and coming. When he thrust a finger into her pussy, she screamed again.

"More! Give me two fingers!"

She pulled wildly on her hanging tits. The carpet was burning her elbows and knees, but it didn't matter. She had never felt so fulfilled.

"You're fucking me so good," she said. "This is the best yet."

"Yeah, me too. Jesus, your asshole's so tight."

"Try and hold on. I'm coming again." Her body undulated as another orgasm surged through her. This time her asshole clamped down hard on his prick and held it in a viselike grip. He stuffed his fingers into her cunt and left them there while she held his cock inside her shitter.

A long moment passed. The wildly aroused cheating wife held her breath and waited. The teenager growled and filled her asshole with his thick jism. He gripped her hips and pistoned his spurting prick into her.

When he finally tried withdrawing, she used her strong asshole muscles to keep him inside.

"Keep fucking me," she gasped. "Keep fucking my ass."

Her entire body went rigid as she came one more time. Her cunt and ass felt like a giant clit. Every nerve-ending in her body tingled.

He no longer tried pulling out. His cock stayed hard and pumped into her savagely. Another few splashes of spunk surged into her. When his cock finally softened, he withdrew it slowly and she didn't object.

"Oh, God, honey, that was wonderful!" She rolled over onto her back and cradled him against her.

"There's no one like you, Jessie," he said. "There, there, darling. That's my sweet teenaged stud."

CHAPTER EIGHT

One morning six months later Jessie watched John drive off to work. Her life was full and satisfying. She was busy with her various lovers and enjoyed sex more than ever.

Today she felt excited, but she didn't know why. David was out of town and she didn't have to go to the office. She had no plans and yet she had a feeling something exciting was about to happen. A new lover perhaps?

Strolling naked to the bathroom, she examined her body in the full-length mirror. Reassured that her body was still firm and her skin smooth, she examined the skin around her eyes. A touch of mascara would wipe away the slight shadow. Her face was prettier than ever. Thank God. Being pretty was fun and made life so much more pleasant.

Sometimes John's indifference still depressed her, but basically she'd made her peace with that long ago. Occasionally she envied women who were faithful to their husbands, but she knew she wasn't the type and didn't dwell on it.

All in all she was a happy fulfilled woman and she looked it. Her life style suited her. Knowing oats needs and filling them was what life was all about.

After a self-satisfied smirk, she turned away from the mirror and stepped into the shower. She never stayed in the shower long. Too much hot water could make the skin pruney. Lotion took care of any dry spots on her hells and elbows, and perfume and dusting powder of the same scent made her feel feminine and sexy.

Still with no plans for the day, she slipped into a sleeveless dress and went down to the kitchen where she enjoyed a piece of toast and a freak cup of coffee.

When the doorbell rang, she wasn't surprised.

She had a feeling something nice was going to happen. She'd felt it all morning. Who could it be?

She decided before opening the door that she would take to bed whoever it was. Man or boy, or woman, for that matter, she was in the mood for a new adventure. Hopefully it wouldn't be some derelict.

She needn't have worried. He was about twenty-five with dark blond curly hair and innocent eyes.

"Mrs. Walton?"

Nodding, she silently appraised him. She let her eyes flicker sensuously over his slim body.

"Yes, I'm Mrs. Walton."

He smiled tentatively. He had a nice rather than handsome face. He was well-groomed and well-mannered. And he obviously liked what he saw standing in the doorway.

"Well?" she smiled.

"I, uh..." He gawked at her.

"You must be selling something. What's the matter? The cat got your tongue?"

Braless, she was aware that her tits jiggled slightly.

The young man's eyes never left her tits.

"I was just admiring your chest, I mean your antique chest." He blushed furiously.

"Oh, that old thing," she said, an amused smile on her lips as she waved at the old chest in the hallway.

"I hope I haven't offended you."

"Hardly."

She had no intentions of making it easy for him. She shifted to her other foot and placed a hand on her hip.

"You were saying..."

"Yes, uh, may I come in?"

Nodding, she opened the door wider. He brushed past her into the kitchen.

"Uh, thanks."

They stared at each other.

"You know my name," she said. "Isn't it time I knew yours?"

"My name is Marty and I'm selling magazine subscriptions." His voice was barely audible.

"I don't give a damn what you're selling," she chuckled, moving toward him. "You're cute."

Without another word she placed her hand on his crotch. She cupped his basket. His eyes bulged.

"I don't believe this!" he whispered under his breath.

"You do want the same thing I want, don't you?"

"Uh, sure."

"You've got a hard-on in here, I can feel it. Are you always this nervous?"

"Lady, you're driving me crazy."

"That's the idea. Okay, then, we're on the same wave-length, right?"

"We sure are."

"I was afraid for a minute."

"No problem."

He took her into his arms and crushed her against him. He was stronger than he looked.

"I think you might be a man of few words, but lots of action."

"I try."

He smiled, less nervous now as his excitement increased. Her tits pressed against him.

"You know, I had the feeling something exciting was going to happen to me today."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, like meeting a new man."

"Jesus, I really don't believe this."

"I'm really drawn to you, Marty."

"Me too. I mean drawn to you."

"Do you find me attractive?"

"Are you kidding?" she laughed. His expression was so intense, she was amused.

"I just love to fuck, don't you?"

"You bet."

She continued rubbing her hand over his crotch.

"Do you give head? I'm in the mood to have my pussy eaten. If you like them hot and juicy, that's what I've got for you."

Without a word he dropped to his knees and pressed his face between her legs.

"Does this answer your question?" he said. Even through her cotton dress she felt his warm breath on her crotch.

"Pull my skirt up and kiss me," she breathed. He raised her skirt to her waist and she held it there while he pressed his nose into her nylon covered pussy. "Can I take your panties off?"

"I'll do it. You get your cock out." She stepped out of her panties while he tore his clothes off.

"You got a bed here?" His face was flushed and his eyes excited.

"Of course. But we don't have to use a bed. That's so ordinary. Are you adventurous enough to fuck on the floor?"

"You bet. Sure. Anything you say."

She knew he would do anything she wanted. She left her dress on, but he stripped all his clothes off and let her feast her eyes on his meaty cock and balls.

"Good body," she said.

"You too."

"I'll bet you're dying to see my tits." He nodded, standing with his arms at his sides and his big cock straining upward.

"Yeah, I'm dying to see them."

"No, not yet."

She stepped back and continued admiring his prick. His cockshaft was thick and dark and covered with small blue veins. His piss-slit was big and wet, glistening with jizz.

She looked carefully at his balls. They were beautifully formed and large, hanging down rather heavily and thickly covered with hair. Now Jessie fell to her knees and, opening her mouth, began licking his nuts.

When she glanced up at his face, he was pale and his eyes looked glazed over. She suddenly realized she was jerking his cock up and down while she wet down his balls with saliva.

He spread her legs wide apart and tried to give her more room. He his hands on her head and silently urged her on.

"Oh, you're the best," he murmured. "I've only just begun."

"I can tell. Oh, lady, you're dynamite."

"Tell me that later, when we're through."

"I never want to be through with you." She stopped talkin. It was much more satisfying working her lips and tongue over his cock and balk. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the taste of him. She felt his balls tighten up. Maybe she would take his first load in her mouth.

Suddenly he pushed her down on her back. She lay in the hallway, on the carpet, her legs sprawled apart and her skirt pushed back and mounted her, aggressive in his eagerness to enter her.

Eyes shut and grimacing, he rubbed his cock up down her slit. Her tangle of cunt-hair got in his way. He muttered under his breath.

"What did you say?" she said.

"I wanna eat you, but later, after we fuck."

"I'm going to milk your cock once you're inside."

"Oh, Jesus, I don't believe this!"

Jessie lost herself in the wonder of the moment. As the thickness of his cock entered her, she began bucking her hips and raising her ass from the floor. He slid his hands under her ass.

"Here, I'll help," he said. "You fuck. I'll take care of my ass."

"Oh shit!"

He thrust in and out, his fuck-strokes deep and hard. Jessie yelled for him to fuck her harder and faster and deeper and he complied until she thought he would tear her insides apart.

"You're tearing my cock off!"

"Get it all in there!"

"Jesus, what a cunt you've got!"

"Why can't John fuck like this?"

"Who's John?"

"Never mind. Fuck!"

"I can't do it any harder."

"Oh, God, you're splitting me in two!"

"I'm sorry."

He stopped thrusting. She grabbed him by the ass and rammed herself at him.

"Don't stop! Keep fucking!"

"Oh, shit, lady, you're gonna bring me off!"

"That's okay. I'll get you hard again." She raked her fingernails down his ass. "I'm coming!"

"Wait!"

But it was too late, his balls erupted and in a moment she was filled with spunk. Afterward he was contrite.

"I'm sorry I came so fast."

"You did just fine. Let me up. Let's have a cold beer and catch our breath."

She opened two beers, handed him one and led him upstairs.

"Did I hurt you?" he said politely. "No, but we'll finish up in bed."

"Jesus, I hope it'll come up again," she gasped. "I promise you it will." In the bedroom, he climbed into bed while she undressed.

"Here's to your tits," he said, watching her intently as she removed her dress.

"I'll drink to that."

Sliding onto the bed next to him, she pushed her tits against him.

"I never met anyone like you."

"I'm just your ordinary, everyday housewife."

"Yeah, sure," he grinned. "You need a lot of sex, don't you?"

She took his limp cock in her hand as she sipped her beer.

"Yes, and I like the way you fuck. Feel free to stop by occasionally."

"You bet." He gulped his beer. "Jesus, you better believe I'll stop by."

"You really didn't eat me before."

"I'll make it up to you..."

"Will you really?" His cock was slowly stiffening. "Yes, I do believe you will."

"I always thought these things happened to other people."

"Well, now you know better."

"Yeah, Jesus, and to think I dreaded starting this job."

"Don't tell me this is your first day?" He nodded. "Yeah, and yours was the first house I stopped at."

"I don't believe it."

"It's the truth."

He grinned, glowing with confidence and brash sexuality.

Suddenly he crushed her into his arms and kissed her. She returned his kisses and welcomed the feel of his teeth tearing into her lips. His tongue darted lustily into her mouth and his saliva flowed. His hands sought and found her nipples and she whimpered as she surrendered to his demands.

And then he was eating her, shoving his face between her legs and whipping his tongue over her cunt folds. Between his fingers and his tongue he soon had her screaming.

"Oh, my God!" she shrieked.

His tongue was all over her, lapping up the juice gushing from her cunthole and rasping over her clit. She shook all over when he pressed his nose into her pussyhole.

She surged toward another orgasm as he hungrily licked every nook and cranny of her cunt gash. Waves of exquisite sensations crashed through her. She tore at the sheets and waved her legs in the air. She didn't know when she lost control of herself, but this salesman, this seemingly timid man, was devouring her.

"I'm coming again!" he cried. "Oh, my God, you're sucking me so good!"

Marty held her thighs back and forced her to hold still as he flicked his tongue up and down her clit. She thrashed her head back and forth on the pillow, moaning and crying as she ground her pussy against this mouth.

Just as suddenly as he began eating her, he stopped and straddled her. With one well positioned lunge, he was inside her. She fastened her legs around his back and rode with him. Squirming frantically beneath him, she became a mindless mass of cunt and ass.

He was rapidly approaching climax. His cock soared into her and in moments he began spitting his load into her pussy. Her cunt gripped his cock and in the flurry of excitement she lost all control and sank her teeth into his arm.

He roared as he rammed his cock into her depths. At the end she laughed happily. What an animal I am, she thought. What a wonderfully happy animal.

"Want to do it again?" he said, leaning over and kissing her.

"You can't be serious."

"Try me."

Taking her hand he moved it between his legs. She was delighted to find his cock was still hard.

"I don't believe it."

He rolled on top of her. She gave a little squeal when he entered her. Since she was so wet he had no trouble getting his less-than-rigid cock inside her. As he proceeded to thrust, his prick quickly stiffened.

"I can't believe it's hard again," she said. "Lady, I think we've both met our match."

"Dear Lord," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and fastening her legs to his back. "I had no idea you were such a cocksman."

"I didn't either."

"Ride me."

"I'm riding."

"I know. Oh, God, do I ever know!"

"Fuck!" he grunted.

"Let 'er rip!"

"Go for it!"

"I knew something nice was going to happen to me today."

"Fuck, don't talk."

That's what I'm doing, she thought. I'm just an old married fucker.

THE END

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