I became rather notorious in my neighborhood the summer after graduating high school. My small hometown had two things in it. Very few girls my age and more husbands than you could count that were workaholics.
The first of course was very frustrating to a young man on the loose with his own car and no curfew. I’d only gotten lucky once that summer, picking up a complete stranger at a party and spending hours on a dirt road with her, banging her brains out.
That just gave me a taste for more, but given family vacations before college and people going off to settle in other towns, I was a bit frustrated. I had one old friend that had graduated with me, but her family left for an extended vacation with her. I still remember her telling me, “Mom and Dad say I’ve got to go. They’re saying this is probably our last time to do this as a family.”
I got that I suppose. I didn’t really care of course, but I understood it. It probably didn’t help that she was sitting there topless in front of me after sucking me dry that night. I wanted a lot more that summer, and now my only chance for that was leaving.
So I started picking up odd jobs around the block, helping out the wives left at home by their workaholic husbands. I was cutting grass and doing landscaping and other things. I even did some babysitting for certain people. I knew their kids anyway from the neighborhood, so it worked out well.
It was one of those families that showed me a new possibility for that summer. Lynn and Tom were a couple that lived close enough to be called neighbors. They had a couple of boys that I watched most days. Tom was usually gone on business, and Lynn hung out with the girls most afternoons. I guess it was one of those “get together with the girls for drinks” things. I never really asked, but I could usually smell alcohol when she paid me.
Being a young guy, I wasn’t really clued into what women were thinking back then. As usual my thoughts revolved around my own needs much more than anyone else’s. I’m sure I’m retrospect that I missed plenty of the signals I might have been getting back then. One day though when Lynn paid me I got lucky and caught something.
I looked at her and frowned. “Lynn, is everything ok?”
She looked very surprised by my question, and nodded and said, “I’m fine Chris. But thanks for asking.”
“You’re welcome.” My empathetic side was out that day in full force though. “You know, if you ever want to talk I’m a good listener.”
She smiled slightly before saying, “I appreciate that Chris, but you don’t really want to hear my problems.”
“I’ve always found that sometimes it’s easier to talk to someone that doesn’t know you that well. Sometimes they have a better take on your problem.”
She looked at me thinking for a moment. “Why not? Can you stay a while?”
I nodded, and she went to get us something to drink. She came back and we sat on her couch to talk.
I was enjoying the way she’d dressed that day. I’d always been a fan of summer fashions and her sundress was wonderful. Lynn was fairly tall for a girl, and you could still see the trophy wife that Tom had married. She was a fairly busty woman, and she could still pull off the braless look that dress required. All of that along with some long slim legs made her an enticing package.
She started talking then and just didn’t stop. I got to hear it all. She loved her husband, but she was feeling so alone when he was gone. I must have looked rather stunned when she finished, because she looked at me and immediately apologized.
“I’m sorry Chris. I really didn’t mean to go off like that. But no one else listens.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’m betting they don’t listen because they’re in the same boat. Am I right?”
She sighed and nodded. “Most of them are, you’re right. Then the others just want to talk about getting laid.”
She looked shocked then, and looked up at me. “Was that too much information?”
“Not at all. I was just surprised is all.” I thought for a minute then said, “You know, you and I have a lot in common right now.”
I could tell by her arched eyebrows she wasn’t buying that, but she was polite at least.
“How’s that Chris?”
“All of my friends are off now with their parents, who obviously just realized that this was the last chance for a memorable family vacation. So I’ve got nobody to hang out with, and my one special friend is missing in action that way too.” I gave her a bitter little smile then. “So we do have something in common you see.”
“I guess you’re right.” I couldn’t read the look on her face as she looked me over. “So tell me about your special friend. What’s she like?”
“She’s interesting. She graduated with me, and we started seeing each other just recently. Talk about bad timing on my part.”
“So what’s she look like?” Lynn smiled. “What do you like in a woman Chris?”
I blushed. “She’s smart and a lot of fun too. She’s taller than most girls with long dark hair and she’s fairly, well, you know.”
I really didn’t know how to tell her that. I was a bit tongue tied that day. I couldn’t really figure out how to tell my neighbor that my friend had big tits, even with hers barely covered by her sundress.
She knew where I was going though. “Would busty be the word you’re looking for Chris?”
I smiled and nodded, relieved that I didn’t actually have to come out and say it. Lynn smiled again, leaning back against the arm of the couch. She arched her back a bit, thrusting her chest out. I wasn’t complaining, but that really did make it difficult to keep my eyes on her face.
I managed though, and Lynn had a look in her eye I’d never seen before. She was looking at me very intently as she said, “I guess we do have a lot in common Chris. You’re a good looking young man you know.”
I blushed again. “Thank you Lynn. You’re a very beautiful woman you know.”
“Aawww, thank you. Although with my husband gone so much it doesn’t feel like it sometimes.”
I nodded and said, “Trust me, you are.” I checked the clock on the wall and said, “I’d better be heading home now. Mom’s going to have dinner ready soon.”
She smiled and stood up, walking me to the front door. I smiled down at her, and she surprised me by putting her arms around my neck and hugging me. “Thanks for listening. So many of my friends don’t really do that, and you did. I appreciate that.”
I returned her hug and told her, “You’re welcome. If you ever need anything, just call. I’ll be here as quick as I can to help out.”
I left then, quickly forgetting about the afternoon. Mom had made one of my favorites that night, and that’s where my mind was.
After a fantastic dinner and some TV, I decided to stay in and read that night. There really wasn’t anything going on, and without my friend I wasn’t going to get lucky. So I got my old gym shorts out and slipped into them. Then I laid down to read.
At about quarter to ten, I heard the phone ring. I knew right away it wasn’t for me. None of my friends called after nine because of my parents. So I kept reading as Mom answered it.
She walked into my room a few minutes later. “Chris, Lynn is on the phone. She’s got something going on and wants to go out. She was wondering if you could watch the boys for an hour or two.”
Remembering what I’d said that day I said, “Sure Mom. I’m not sleepy anyway. Tell her I’ll be over in five minutes or so.”
Mom nodded and went to relay my message. I got up and pulled on a t-shirt and my sandals. I thought for a moment then grabbed my book to take with me. The boys were probably in bed, so I could finish my reading at her place.
I was lazy that night, so I grabbed my car keys and headed over, pulling into her driveway and up to the garage. The garage door was open. That surprised me a bit, but she’d probably just forgotten to close it that night. Everyone’s done it at one time or another.
I’d shut off my lights and was looking for my book when I heard her front door close. Looking up I saw Lynn walking towards my car. She pulled open the door and slid inside.
“Hi Chris. Drive into the garage, will you?”
I shrugged and drove into the empty place there. I noticed she was wearing her robe, but it didn’t really register until I’d parked. She reached into one pocket, and the door went down behind us.
I’d already shut the car off, so when the door finished I turned to look at her. She was definitely wearing her robe and smiling at me.
That was curious so I asked her, “What’s going on Lynn?”
“I was thinking about our talk today, and the more I thought about it, the more I kept thinking there was a way we could help each other out.”
I wasn’t sure where she was going with this, so I was cautiously non committal. “Ok. What did you have in mind?”
“Do you mind if I’m blunt and to the point Chris?”
“Not at all. I’d prefer it actually.”
She took a deep breath and began. “I’m horny Chris. I’m so damn horny I could scream. And my husband won’t be home for another week.” She smiled at me again. “I’m betting you’re exactly the same way, right?”
“God yes! But I’m 18 Lynn. I’m horny every second of the day it seems.”
I heard her soft chuckle and she said, “I love young guys. So what if there’s something we can do to take care of that for both of us?”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. And just thinking about it has gotten me good and hard.
“Are you suggesting something Lynn?” I wanted to be absolutely sure about this. She sighed and glanced over easily seeing my hard cock under my shorts. She made it easy for me. She reached over and wrapped her soft hand around my bulge, stroking it softly.
“Yes I am. Have you got it now?”
You’re damn right I did. “I get it Lynn. God that feels incredible!”
She jerked my shaft slowly, smiling the entire time. “So tell me about your special friend. Have you two fucked?”
“Not really. Not yet anyway. I got to fuck her tits once, but that was it. Usually she gives me blowjobs.” I looked at Lynn and realized what might not be under her robe, so I quickly added, “Of course she’s naked when she does that.”
Her eyebrow arched. “Oh really? Totally naked?”
“Totally naked.”
I watched as Lynn reached for the sash holding her robe closed. She grabbed it, then stopped.
“Tell me something else Chris. Does she swallow?”
I was on firm ground again with my answer to that. “Usually she does, but sometimes she gets in this mood and catches all my cum in her mouth, then she lets it drip out and down her chin and down her body.”
“Wow!” She looked impressed as she said, “You’ve found a hot little slut there Chris. I can see why you miss her.”
She dropped her hand from the sash holding her robe together. “Maybe you should do it then.” Her hand moved off me, and she looked at me expectantly. I reached over and pulled it, untying her robe.
Once it was undone, Lynn didn’t waste any more time. She pulled it open, showing me what was underneath. My eyes took in a body that was even better than I’d fantasized about. She had nice firm tits with incredible nipples that were clearly nice and hard. Her body went down to a slim waist and then flared out to nice hips. As I watched, her legs spread a bit, and I knew where I was going to end up that night. It was just a matter of when.
She leaned forward again, tugging lightly on the legs of my shorts. “Let’s get these off of you.” My hips raised slightly, and my shorts slipped off. I was ready for bed when she called, so naturally I’d left my underwear at home. My teenage cock popped right up and she smiled at the sight. She was obviously ready and had things planned out, because she leaned right over and sucked me into her mouth.
There was enough light coming through the garage window that I could see what she was doing as her head bobbed up and down on me. I realized right then that older women gave great head, and she was really good at it.
I reached down and cupped one of those great tits while she sucked my shaft. She kept going, taking me as deep as she could until I felt it. I was gonna cum deep in her mouth.
I didn’t warn her; I just blasted her mouth with a huge load of cum that she greedily swallowed. I could hear her gulping away as shot after shot pumped into her hot wet mouth. She kept sucking too after I’d finished, and my young cock never even went soft. Once she was sure I was hard and ready to go again, she let me slip from her mouth and she sat up.
“I really needed that.” I saw her lick her lips and then smile at me. She laid back then, spreading her legs. Lynn motioned for me to come to her and said, “Fuck me Chris. Make me cum now.”
I quickly buried my shaft in her, making her moan with pleasure. The next half hour was spent with my shaft plunging into that hot pussy of hers. Her arms were wrapped around my neck, and she was moaning softly in my ear the entire time.
Finally she gasped out, “Chris, I’m gonna cum!” Her legs were locked around my waist and her hips were bucking up against mine as she did. With her holding me in place there was no way I wasn’t going to cum deep inside her, and as she came under me, I did just that. I shot my second load deep inside that hot pulsating pussy.
I slipped out of her after filling her up, and slowly her legs unlocked, letting me sit back on my seat again. After a few moments she sat up and smiled.
“Thank you Chris, that was wonderful and I really needed it.” She looked at me with a questioning look. “Would you like to do this again? That is until my husband comes home next weekend.”
I naturally agreed, and we had a daily schedule after that. The boys were going to vacation bible school during the day, so for those few hours we used her house and bedroom to fuck ourselves silly. She did everything in that week, including taking my cock in that tight little ass of hers. That was a first for me, but we both enjoyed it.
We’d just finished the night before her husband came home. She’d bent over the hood of my car in the garage that night, taking another load deep inside her. When we’d finished she turned to me with a sad look on that pretty face.
“My husband comes back tomorrow morning Chris, so we’re going to have to stop for a while. Knowing him though, he’ll be back on the road in a few days after that and we can have fun again.”
I must have looked disappointed because she smiled and said, “Don’t look so down. I’ve got something for you to do while I’m occupied.”
“Oh really? And what would that be?”
“Do you know my friend Amy? She lives just outside town.”
I did know her. She had a beautiful place back off the road with a swimming pool and a zip line running between several trees. She was definitely an adventurous outdoor type. She was one of those plain looking women with a killer body. I nodded my reply to Lynn, and she smiled.
“We were talking the other day, and she told me just exactly how tired she was of her vibrator. I guess that’s been her daily go to thing for orgasms. Anyway, I told her what I was doing with you and offered your services since my husband was coming home. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all. So what did she say?”
“She told me she’s usually horny every afternoon. She said I should have you come by, and she’d take care of your needs.”
I hadn’t expected that, and I thanked her for it. She just smiled and put her robe back on, hiding that incredible body away. “Don’t go too crazy Chris. As soon as my husband leaves again, you’d better have something for me.”
I nodded and smiled, and drove away that night thinking I was the luckiest guy on earth. Not only did I have one horny older woman, now there was a second.
I ran through my memory trying to remember where I’d met Amy before. It finally came to me. I was having lunch with Mom one day at a local restaurant when she came over to say hello. I remembered not seeing her face that day. She was standing next to me, and all I could look at was her amazing tits just a foot away. If she hadn’t have sat down, I wouldn’t remember her face at all.
She was fairly tall, and had a plain face as I remembered. She was one of those women that wore her hair pulled back into a ponytail all the time. I fell asleep that night wondering what was in store for me the next afternoon at her place.
I got ready the next day, slipping into my usual summer outfit of shorts and a t-shirt. My old beat up tennis shoes completed the ensemble, and I was off to her place.
I pulled in there, and went up the long driveway to her house. Amy didn’t have any kids, but she and her husband had all the required toys to keep themselves busy without them. I saw a speed boat on a trailer, and snowmobiles and a couple of dirt bikes there. No wonder her husband worked so much. It was nice, but if I were her hubby I’d rather spend time playing with them and with her.
I got out of my car, and looked at the house. I was preparing myself when I heard a voice behind me. “Hello Chris. How are you?”
I turned smiling. “I’m fine. How are you today?”
“Good, good. I was just getting some sun.” I noticed she was wrapped up in a towel, and wondered if she had anything on under it. She smiled, seeing the look on my face.
“This is the perfect place for me. I can get sun out here and not worry about wearing a suit.”
That’s all it took to get me going that day. The mental image of a woman laying out in the nude was wonderful. I had to say something though, so I walked closer smiling.
“That must make the delivery men happy.”
She laughed and told me, “That only happened once. I felt so sorry for him. I stood up and walked over and signed for the package naked. Your should have seen his face!”
I wasn’t picturing his face right then. I was picturing her doing that to the poor guy. She saw that obviously and asked, “Would you like to join me for a swim?”
“I didn’t bring my suit today.”
She smiled brightly. “That’s perfectly fine. Neither did I.”
I smiled and walked through the gate and up to where she stood. I kicked off my tennis shoes first, then pulled off my shirt. I still had my swimmers build from high school, so she looked over my muscled chest approvingly. When my fingers went to my shorts she stopped me. “Let me take care of those.”
She moved in close and leaned over in front of me. Her delicate fingers deftly undid my button and zipper and then pulled my shorts down and off my legs. I saw her staring at my hard shaft just inches from her face.
I heard her softly say, “Very nice.” Then she stood back up and pulled off her towel in one smooth motion.
I took in the sight of her naked tanned body in front of me, appreciating ever inch of her. She was bustier than Lynn, and her nipples were slightly upturned and hard already. She had another first for me that day. A completely shaved pussy was on display.
I must have stared because she smiled and said, “I have to shave because of the suit I wear when I’m out with my husband.”
“Well you look incredible. I can tell you that right now.”
She turned then and dove into the pool. I was more than happy to follow, and we actually swam a bit under the hot sun. I noticed though we kept getting closer and closer to each other as we paddled around her pool. It almost seemed like foreplay the way we were both teasing each other.
I finally swam to one end and sat on the stairs there, watching her body as she floated just a few feet away. She finally stood up, and walked over to me.
I couldn’t tear my eyes off that incredible wet body as she moved toward me. I heard her voice though.
“So what do you think Chris? How do I look?”
“Let me put it this way. If I were your husband, you’d never wear clothes and I’d never go to work.”
She laughed at that. “That’s the way it was in the beginning. Then he wanted things.” She motioned around her. “He needed all the toys, and wouldn’t let me work and contribute. So here I am, all wet naked and horny. And you’re the only one here to take advantage of it.”
She sat next to me on the steps, taking my shaft in her hand. “I find myself getting horny every day now. And without someone here to help with that, I have to rely on my toy. It’s nice of course, but it just doesn’t match up to the real thing.”
“That’s too bad. I’ve always wondered what that would be like to see.”
She looked at me with a curious look. “Have you really now?”
“Actually, yes.” Her hand was stroking me, so I continued. “With guys it’s pretty straight forward. I guess I always wondered how it works for women.”
I heard her soft chuckle. “Wait right here. I’ll be right back.” I waited, watching that tight little ass as she walked into the house. She came back out with something in her hand. As she got closer, I realized it was her vibrator.
Amy sat down in a lounge chair next to the pool, and waved me over. Her long legs were spread wide, and she smiled as I walked over staring.
“First of all Chris, all women do it differently. All of us do. Some women use their fingers, and others have toys. I even know one woman that has a candle, all rounded off on one end that she uses.”
She flipped the toy on and off and I heard the buzzing sound it made. “Now me, I’m the type that enjoys everything. Fingers and toys.”
She sat her toy down and started caressing those incredible tits right there in front of me. My jaw was hanging open as I watched. I’d never seen that before, and with her tits the view was awesome. She pinched her nipples and gasped softly. Then she smiled up and me and said, “Watch this.”
She lifted one of those big tits to her lips, and as I watched her tongue slid out, licking the hard nipple there. I watched her teeth close over it, and she nipped it lightly before sucking it right into her mouth. Her eyes closed as she repeated the process with her other breast.
I was entranced by what she did, and when she stopped and picked up her toy I had to ask about it.
“What are you thinking of when you do that?*
“Me personally?” I nodded. “It depends. It’s always another person of course. For me personally some days it’s men, and some days it’s my old roommate from college. She was into women you know.”
I stood there watching in amazement as she fired up her toy and touched it to her nipples. I watched her tease them, then she slid her toy down across her body, and started stimulating her clit. I could see her hips moving gently as she teased herself for my eager eyes, then she looked up at me again and said, “Here’s my favorite part. Watch closely.”
She took that toy and slowly slid it right into her hot wet pussy. My teen eyes couldn’t get enough of her fucking herself slowly with that piece of plastic. I could see her juices shining on it as she plunged it in and out. Her body shook slightly once, and she finally pulled the toy out, shutting it off. With a smile she motioned to me and said, “It’s never as good as the real thing. Come and fuck me Chris.”
I climbed between those long legs and slid into her easily. Her hands were on my ass, pulling me deep as she moaned softly. The sun beat down on my ass as I plunged into her, picking up speed. Fifteen minutes later her hands left my ass and I marveled at the sight in front of me. She grabbed her tits, squeezing then tightly as her eyes closed and she came all over my cock. Her pussy clenching around my cock was all I needed, and I slammed deep inside her, pumping her full of my first load of cum that day.
When we’d finished, I noticed she was smiling. I fucke cocked my head, curious as to what was entertaining her so. She just said, “Lynn was right. Young guys like you are incredible. You didn’t even go soft.”
By the time we were finished that day I’d had her in every way possible, including coming once between those amazing tits. As I got dressed, she had a couple of things to tell me.
“First of all Chris, I’d like to see you every Tuesday and Thursday if you can work it into your schedule.” I nodded. I wasn’t passing up the chance to fuck a wild woman like her on a regular basis. “Secondly, I think I know someone that can use your special talents. Would you mind if I called her right now?”
“Not at all. Be my guest.” Amy walked inside, disappearing to make the call. She came back a few minutes later and sat down next to me.
“Are you up for more fun right now?”
I was a bit tired, but the thought of slamming another hot lonely wife’s pussy was enough to make me nod my head. “Good. My friend wants to play right now, and she’s a kinky bitch. Her name is Karen, and she gave me specific instructions on where you should meet her.” She handed me a written note, and I tucked it in my pocket after getting dressed. I sat in my car for a moment, then pulled it out and scanned the writing there. If I wasn’t mistaken, this was going to take me out in the local game preserve. So I started my car, and I was off.
I drove slowly on the dirt roads out there, not wanting to miss the exact spot I was going to. I almost did anyway. I could just see the front of her car as I drove by the spot. I stopped and reversed, then pulled in next to Karen’s car.
She got out and as I did the same, I was checking her out. She was average height with shoulder length dark hair. What caught my eye was the fact that she was barely dressed. The skirt she wore barely covered anything, and she had a cut off t-shirt on that gave me a great view of her tits. She wasn’t busty at all, probably a B cup, but the nipples poking out the front of her shirt were enticing.
I got out of my car smiling. “You must be Karen.”
She nodded, looking nervous. “And you’re Chris?”
“I am. Nice to meet you.”
She walked over to her car, opening the passenger side door. She sat on the seat there facing outward. When she motioned for me to come over, I did. I had to find out why Amy described her the way she did.
She looked up and asked, “Did Amy tell you anything about me?”
“Actually she described you as a kinky bitch.”
Karen nodded. “I’d say that’s accurate.” She pulled off her cut off shirt then, and hiked her skirt up around her waist, giving me a good look at her entire body. “My husband only likes to play the way I want occasionally, so I find my fun elsewhere.” She undid my shorts, letting them fall to the ground. Leaning forward, she wasted no time in sucking me right into her mouth.
After her head bobbed up and down my shaft a few times, she looked up and let my cock pop out of her mouth. “Is that Amy I’m tasting on you?”
I nodded, getting as small smile from her. “Very nice.” She licked my shaft once more, then told me what she wanted.
“I want your hands on my head, and I want that cock of yours all the way down my throat. I’m going to gag and choke, but don’t let that bother you. I like it that way. Do you understand?”
I thought so, and I nodded. She leaned forward slightly, opening her mouth for me. My hands pulled her head down my length, hearing her gag as I hit her throat. I kept going though, and soon had her lips pressed against my balls. Her hands remained at her side, showing me this was just what she wanted.
I fucked her hot mouth then, giving her exactly what she wanted. It was close to twenty minutes later when I got close. Looking down I could see her makeup streaking her face from the tears. But she was playing with her pussy as I slammed into her throat, getting herself off as she got used by me.
I shot my load when I was balls deep in her mouth. She shook, taking my seed all the way down her throat. Finally I pulled out, watching as sticky ropes of cum slid out to decorate her chin.
As I slipped from her mouth she said, “That was fucking perfect! And you’ve never done that before?”
I shook my head no. “Damn, you’re a fucking natural.” She stood then, leaning over the car. “Fuck me now. Hard and fast.”
I slid into her, grabbing her hips and pulling her back on my cock. She just moaned and laid there with me using her hot pussy just the way she asked me to.
She stopped moving, and looked back over her shoulder at me. “I want something else now Chris.”
“Sure. What would that be?”
“I want you to pull that nice slippery cock out and slam it into my ass. I want you to fuck my ass just like you’ve been fucking my pussy. I’m going to scream, but don’t stop. I want your cum there.”
There’s another first for me. So I did. I pulled out and slammed my cock home again deep in her ass. She did scream, but her hips were rocking back against me as that happened. I fucked my first ass hard and fast, eventually blowing my load inside her.
I pulled out finally and she stunned me by turning around, dropping to her knees and taking my shaft in her mouth again. I’d rarely if ever had a woman suck me clean, and the few that did hadn’t went ass to mouth.
She finally stood up smiling at me. “Amy was right. You’re good.”
I had no comeback for that. So I flippantly said, “Then recommend me to your horny friends.” I got the laugh I wanted, but was surprised when she said, “I’m going to. Do you know how many lonely women there are in this town because their husbands work so much?”
I had no clue, and I told her so. The number that she gave me amazed me, and that was only people she knew. If only a few of them listened to her and had me over, I was going to be exhausted!
As I pulled my clothes back on I told her, “I’m sorry your husband works so much.”
“He really doesn’t. But I love just being used, and he won’t do that often. So I do this instead.”
She reached into the back seat of her car and pulled out normal clothes. As she dressed in them I just had to comment again.
“That’s too bad. Maybe someday you can have someone over to give him lessons.”
The next day my phone started ringing. It was all women calling and asking for me. My lonely summer had become one where I was fucking lonely wives at least three times a day. I got so busy that Mom finally sat me down for a talk.
“I know you like work Chris, but you’re stretching yourself a bit thin don’t you think? Last night when you came home, you barely made it through dinner before you fell asleep. I’m afraid you’re burning the candle at both ends kiddo.”
There were only a few weeks left before I headed off to college, so I told her I’d be fine and kept up my hectic schedule. I made sure to tell all the women I was satisfying that I’d be leaving soon too. They all gave me something to take to college to remember them by, which was nice. And every last one made me promise to call whenever I came home so we could get together again.
The last on the list was Karen again. She called the day before I left, with an unusual request.
“Can you come to my place tonight Chris? Say around nine?”
I agreed to it. That was unusual; going to her house that is. We’d played everywhere else, but never there. So I was curious as to what she had planned.
She met me at the door that night. She was buck naked, which surprised me. She pulled me in and shut the door.
Standing in the entryway she explained. “Tonight’s going to be different Chris. Tonight my husband is going to watch and hopefully learn something.”
That stopped me right in my tracks. “Wait a minute. Your husband wants to watch?”
She smiled. “Let’s say he’s going to, like it or not. I’ve got him tied to a chair in the bedroom and gagged so he can’t say a word.”
I knew she was a kinky slut, but that was over the top even for her. She had more for me that evening too.
“I want you to be twice as rough as you’ve been so far. I want you to grab me and kiss me, and even that shouldn’t be gentle.”
“How’s this then?” I grabbed her and slammed her back against the wall, plunging my tongue into her mouth as my hands roamed her body. When I stopped her eyes were shining.
“That’s perfect. There’s one other thing too. I want you to slap me.”
I was used to spanking her tight little ass, but this was above and beyond. I reached up and lightly tapped her cheek. “Like that?”
“Harder.”
Several attempts later, her head rocked to one side and she smiled. “Just like that. That was perfect. Now let’s go entertain my husband.”
This was going to be another first for me. I followed her into her bedroom, and saw her husband’s head turn. His eyes widened when he saw me, and he looked back at his wife then.
She smiled sweetly at him then. “Tonight’s going to be different for you dear. I’ve told you countless times what I need, and you don’t seem to get it. So I’ve found a friend that’s going to give you a demonstration.”
He didn’t look happy at all, but he’d gotten himself in this position, so he had no say in the matter. She turned back to me then and watched as I peeled my clothes off. I was hard already, knowing what was coming. She walked over to me and stood there inches away from my body.
My head started at her waist, then slowly slid upward. I captured one of her nipples, pinching it hard just the way she liked. She moaned softly, then my hand slipped up to her cheek.
I caressed it softly for a moment, then drew my hand back and slapped her hard. “Get down on your knees slut!”
She obeyed immediately, and my hand wrapped in her hair guiding her as I fucked her mouth. Her husband’s eyes were wide as he watched her. She was gagging on my cock, but her hand was playing with that hot pussy. I could see the gleam of her juices on her hand. That gave me an idea, and rather than filling her mouth with cum, I pulled out and pulled her to her feet.
I turned her so she faced him. “Show him what you really like. Clean up your fingers.”
She licked them, then slid them into her mouth sucking them clean. He was a typical guy, he was watching every second of that. I enjoyed it too, but I wanted more.
I moved her to the bed and had her kneel there, her ass toward me. I turned back to him, smiled, and then plunged my hard cock into his wife. I slammed her wet pussy hard and fast, slapping her ass as I did. Finally it was time for the grand finale.
I pulled out and buried my shaft in her ass I’m one stroke. She screamed, “Oh fuck yes! Fuck my ass!” I did just that, banging her like there was no tomorrow.
Finally I asked, “Ready for my cum slut?”
She nodded, and I filled her one last time, blowing my load deep in her ass. She shook on the bed as she took my cum, then slid off me and down on her knees. Her husband’s eyes were wide as she sucked my cock clean for the final time.
When she’d finished, I turned to her husband. “Your wife is an amazing woman. But you won’t know that if you don’t start listening to her. Do you understand?”
He nodded slowly, taking in my words. I grabbed my clothes, dressed and headed for the door. Karen was right behind me and stopped me in the entryway again.
“Thank you Chris. That little speech was inspired by the way. I hope he listens to you.” She handed me an envelope and said, “Have fun with this at college.”
I smiled and tucked it into my pocket. “Thanks Karen. Could you do one last thing for me?”
“Of course. What is it?”
I opened her front door. Anyone looking at just the right time could have seen as I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock.
“Swallow for me one last time.”
She did, taking my load down her throat as usual. When she finished she stood up and smiled. “Goodbye Chris.”
I left, and early the next morning I left for college. The memories of my summer were running through my head the entire way there though. One thing kept me smiling though.
I’d finally get some rest. Or so I thought.