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The brilliance of the octogenarian critic echoed all through out United States of America; the intellectual arrogance of his language reflects the personality unique of the 21st century; the kind of thinking that even the “brightest” justice of the court cannot afford to surpass; and the opinion that cannot be understood by ordinary professional perspective.

Gore Vidal was a genius and one of a kind specie that lived in our time; his writings display a great wisdom which could pierce to the senses of the deaf-mute bully empire.

With all our appreciations and praises, we are thankful that we lived in the time of Gore Vidal.

She was beginning to really squirm in her seat. It had been a long time since Karen had passed a place to stop and use the bathroom. Up ahead she saw a gas station. “Shit!” she said to herself, realizing it was closed. Well it was the middle of the night, what did she expect. She was cursing herself for leaving so late. This was her third year away at school and she has gotten to know the drive back to her parents’ quite well. She knew how hard it would be to find anything open this late at night. It was after 2 AM and she had been on the road for almost three hours without a break. Her bladder was beginning to hurt she had to go so bad. Finally up ahead she saw the glow of a sign from a gas station. She let out a big sigh of relief when she saw that it was still open. She was so glad to know that she wouldn’t have to relieve herself on the side of the road. She exited from the highway, parked in front and scurried inside. She didn’t even bother to lock the doors on her BMW because she knew she would only be a minute.

She was greeted with a stare from the guy behind the register. There was loud music playing from a radio up at the counter. He looked her up and down, then exhaled the smoke from his cigarette. She surveyed the room, then spotted the door to the bathroom. She moved quickly in that direction, opened it and went inside. As she had expected, it was a dirty, smelly, gas station bathroom. The stale smell of urine lingered in the musty air. She pulled her shorts and panties down in one quick motion and sat on the toilet and instantly felt relief as she released her bladder.

She thought about the worker as she was sitting there. It seemed pretty odd to her to see a decent looking guy working in a gas station this late at night out in the middle of nowhere. She noticed how he had looked at her, but she wasn’t bothered. She knew she was hot. She was a short brunette with good-sized breasts, firm and perky. She worked out and was fit, with a great toned body. She was horny. It had been a while since she had been with anyone. Her last boyfriend had cheated on her with her ex-roommate and that had left her a bit jaded against relationships. She began to fantasize about this guy, his body pressed up against her tan skin, embracing her petite frame, sucking on her pert nipples.

Before she could even get too far into her fantasy, the door flew open. It was him, and here she was with her pants down, sitting on the toilet taking a piss. “Hey get out of here!” she exclaimed.

“Shut the fuck up” he demanded. “Now listen you little rich bitch, you can either do this the easy way or the hard way.” She began to feel very afraid. The shock had tensed her up so much that she had stopped peeing. She sat there on the toilet petrified. “There’s no one around. It’s just me and you.” She quickly examined her options. She knew this stretch of road and knew that no one would be coming by here for any reason except maybe gas, but he had probably turned off the sign and closed up for the night. He was much bigger than her and muscular.

She knew she didn’t have much of a chance fighting her way out. She knew what she had to do. “Just don’t put up a fight. Give him what he wants and everything will be OK,” she thought to herself.

He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was big. He moved over in front of here, she was still sitting on the toilet. “Get down on your knees,” he demanded, and she did. He pushed his cock against her lips and she opened up, allowing him to enter her mouth. She felt so violated. “Don’t try anything stupid unless you really want to get hurt. Just suck my cock. Nice and slow,” and so she did. She could hear him sigh; she knew how to give a really good blowjob. She tried her best, hoping to end this as quickly as possible. She felt his hand on the back of her head. He grabbed a hand full of her hair and guided her head back and forth. The next stroke, she began to pull her head back and met the resistance of his hand, “Come on bitch,” he said, “put it in the back of your throat.” He pulled he head forward and jammed his cock in her mouth; it went all the way in. She felt herself gag, but he kept pushing it in. She had swallowed his whole length and he held her there for a second. She was fighting to pull her head back before she threw up. He released and she pulled all the way back, releasing his cock from her mouth and began coughing and spitting. He slapped her face “I didn’t say you were through honey,” and he grabbed the hair on the back of her head and forced his cock into her mouth again. He was relentless now, fucking her face, forcing his cock into her throat with every stroke. Her eyes were tearing up and her makeup was starting to smear. He pulled it out and slapped her across the face with his dick before fucking her face some more.

She was beginning to relax her throat enough now that she was no longer gagging. She never had been able to deep-throat before and this was a new experience for her. She began to feel a tingle in her pussy, “This is sick she thought to herself.”

Finally he was through with her mouth. He pulled out his cock. He reached down and grabbed her shirt. It was her favorite tight red top; it showed off her breasts so well. Maybe it wasn’t the best choice tonight. He pulled it off over her head and threw it on the floor. She was wearing a black lace bra, which he quickly relieved her of. He reached down with both hands and pinched her nipples. “Stand up,” he growled, and he pulled her shorts and panties off, removing her sandals in the process. She stood there on urine stained bathroom floor. He stripped off his clothes as well. Then he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around and pushed her head down to the counter by the sink. He was standing behind her and she could feel his hard cock resting against her butt. She felt his hand between he legs feeling her pussy. He slid a finger into her gap. She was wet, “You little slut, you’re enjoying this aren’t you?” She felt her pussy open as he pushed the head of his dick against her lips. In one hard push he was all the way inside her. She rose up off the counter a little and he pushed her back down hard. He started fucking her hard and fast, with long strokes in and out. She began to breathe hard. She could feel herself approaching climax. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. He fucked her harder. He slapped her ass, “That’s it, take that cock. Take it you little whore.”

She was beginning to feel really good. She couldn’t believe it. Here she was getting raped and loving every minute of it. She admitted to herself that she had thought he was attractive and was fantasizing about having him, but not this way.

He rammed her harder and harder and she couldn’t resist any longer, she started moaning. He was panting and fucking and sweating. He pulled out and turned her around and propped her up one the counter. In one motion he was inside her again and pounding away in her pussy. She reached up and grabbed her tits and started rubbing them. He had her legs spread wide and was giving her a good fuck. She reached down and stared rubbing her clit, “Yah, that’s it slut, I knew you wanted this shit.”

She couldn’t take it any longer, she stated to cum. It was an earth shattering orgasm and she started screaming, “Yes! Fuck me, fuck me hard!” She came all over his cock. He was still going as she was coming down from her orgasm and suddenly she felt the pressure in her bladder again. She remembered she hadn’t been able to fully relieve herself before she was taken by surprise. “Please stop for a minute. I have to pee. Please.” He just kept going; he started fucking her harder.

“You better not let it go, or you’ll have to pay,” he placed his hand over her bladder and began to push on it.

“No, please don’t do that. Really, I’m going to go!” He just continued. She tried to hold back, but she was losing control over her body. Suddenly she could feel herself starting to let go. The warm fluid began to come out. She was pissing on him. She was so scared about what would happen. He moaned. She was peeing right on his stomach and it ran down between them. He reached down with his hands and caught some of her piss and rubbed it over his chest and body. She couldn’t believe it. “He likes this,” she thought to herself. So she reached down and aimed her stream right for his chest. He was enjoying it and that started to turn her on too. She sighed a little and pushed the fluid out in a steady stream on him. He rubbed her tits with his hands and moved his body close to hers and her piss ran down between both of them. She could feel how warm it was. They both moaned. She finished pissing and sighed. He grabbed her hips and pulled her off the counter onto her feet, then forced her down onto her knees again. He pushed his piss-covered cock back into her mouth and fucked her face again. After a few strokes he started to strain and moan. He pulled out and stroked his cock fast, “Yes, please. Cum for me, cum all over my face,” she whimpered. And with that, he let go and shot semen onto her face. She was in heaven. She was loving being treated like a dirty whore. She could still taste her own piss in her mouth and she opened up and tasted his hot cum as it shot into her mouth and all over her face. He groaned as the last spurts of cum fell onto her tits.

“You are a nasty little cunt aren’t you,” he said; “Now I have to pay you back for pissing on me bitch.” He stood in front of the toilet and looked at her. “Get over here,” he was pointing just next to the bowl. She wiped his cum from her face and crawled over. He lifted the seat. He grabbed her hair and moved her head onto the edge of the bowl. He grabbed his cock and aimed at the bowl and started to relieve himself. Then he turned and aimed his stream at her face. She closed her eyes and felt his urine flowing over her. She couldn’t help it, this was turning her on, his cock, the way he was controlling her, the warm feeling of his piss going all over her. She reached down and started rubbing her clit again and moaning. She opened her mouth and his piss filled it up. She was so turned on. She jammed two, then three fingers into her pussy and finger fucked herself. He finished pissing and began stroking his cock. She continued to finger fuck herself to another orgasm.

His cock was getting hard. She got up on all fours with her ass facing him and said, “Please, fuck me again. I need more of your cock.”

“Why do you need it?” he said, “Is it because you a fucking whore.”

“Yes, I’m a nasty little whore. I’m a slut. I need cock. Please fuck my cunt,” she couldn’t believe her own words, but she felt them. He was in control of her. She needed his cock.

He reached forward, grabbed her hips and plunged his cock into her cunt. She was so wet. He fucked her hard and she reached back and rubbed her clit. After a minute he pulled out and she whined, “Please don’t stop.”

“I’m going to give it to you don’t worry,” she looked back and could see a grin on his face. He reached down and she felt his finger on her asshole. She tensed up. “I thought you wanted it slut,” he said. She did, but she had never had anal sex before. “Well you’re going to get it so you better get ready.” He put his finger in her cunt and got it good and wet, then took it out and pressed against her asshole. She tried to just relax. His index finger slid into her ass and he began to move it around. He fucked her pussy as he worked her asshole with his finger, and she loved it. He pulled out then grabbed his cock and pushed it up against her anus. She was getting nervous but tried to relax. He pushed on her and she could feel her ass opening to his cock. It felt so big and hurt, but she tried not to tense up. He let out a groan. In a second he was all the way in, filling up her ass with his big cock. He stayed there for a minute and she tried to relax. He pulled back and then jammed her hard. She grunted. He kept going. He grabbed her hips and tried to push harder and deeper. She pain was subsiding and she was getting caught in the sex. She was getting fucked in the ass and it felt good. She was relaxing and he was able to slide in and out easily.

He started to fuck her fast. Her ass felt so good. She reached between her legs and slid a finger into her pussy. He kept fucking her asshole. She needed release; she jammed two more fingers into her cunt and was fucking herself with a fury. He was ramming her ass and she could feel the pressure inside her cunt on her hand. She was in ecstasy. She was panting and moaning and begging for him to fuck her harder, “Fuck my ass! Fuck me like the slut I am!” He grabbed her hair and pulled it hard and she just groaned.

He slapped her ass. He pulled her up by her hair and put his arm around her throat and yelled at her, “You fucking whore. Take it. Take it you bitch!” She was being choked and fucked up the ass and was loving every second. She came so hard that her legs buckled and she full onto the piss covered floor. He rolled her over and grabbed her hair, pulling her head up and jammed his cock into her mouth. He fucked her mouth even harder than before until finally he started to cum. It shot right down her throat and she tried to swallow it all. There was so much that it filled her mouth and dribbled out the side and down her cheek. He pulled his cock out and shot the rest of his cum all over her tits. She laid there on the floor in her own piss and rubbed his cum into her skin.

He looked at her on the floor, covered in cum with her hair all tussled and make-up smeared all over her face. “Clean yourself up and get the fuck out of here.” She did as she was told. When she opened the bathroom door to leave, she saw him sitting behind the counter, just as he was before, smoking a cigarette. She looked away quickly, realizing what all she had done, the things she had said. She ran out to her car and sped away.

All the way to her parents’ house, she thought about what had happened. She was making herself horny again. She had never realized what a slut she could be, or how she could really enjoy such nasty, rough sex. She knew that any time she drove back home now she would have to stop there to “use the bathroom” again. She laughed to herself. She imagined what other things they might do. She thought about that at home as she laid there in her old bedroom, in her old bed, her fingers playing with her pussy as she came again.

I don’t know what is wrong with the Supreme Court of the Philippines.

They cannot afford to make a proper evaluation to the competence of a person. I know a man named Francisco Pada, he successfully tried his cases from the lowest level to the highest court. He successfully defended his cases with competence and efficiency. The Supreme Court really failed to give Mr. Pada a license to practice law. Shame on this institution…..

If I were to be charged with any case, I would have to avail the legal representation of Mr. Franscisco Pada. His competence and capability is much more than those imprudent “justices” of the supreme court.

Why cant the supreme court grant him the license where the supreme court knew his professional maturity and competence by presenting his case before the supreme court? The foolishness of the court is really incomprehensible.

Janet stared wistfully out the window as she finished up the prep dishes. Her husband Tony was out in the driveway, telling one of his stories and making a drunken fool of himself again. It was their annual 4th of July bar-b-que and a couple dozen friends and family were there. Tony always put the grill in the driveway with a couple picnic tables, set up buffet style. Most people grabbed their food and then went to the back yard to visit and play in the pool.

Tony spent most of his time at the grill, talking and drinking. The majority of their guests were just fine with that arraignment. They had heard his jokes and stories and seen him get drunk many times, they were more interested in visiting with others than seeing the Tony show again. There were a couple die-hard buddies that stayed with him and told dirty jokes and got as drunk as he did. It was like two separate parties that overlapped borders. A drunken boys party and a neighborhood bar-b-que. Janet sighed as she realized, with the way Tony was drinking, she wasn’t getting laid again tonight

“Mrs. Biggs, where do you keep your trash can? Under the sink?”

Janet jumped as her thoughts of whether to use her dildo or shower massage tonite were interrupted by Kevin, the 18 year old son of her best friend, Carla. He was home from college and had joined his parents for the party. This was usually her alone in the house, away from people, part of the festivities.

“There’s a big trash can in the drive, Kevin.” She answered, bothered that he had disturbed her alone time.

“Oh. I didn’t see it.” He was holding a couple messy paper plates.

Janet moved a bit to the side so she could open the door for the space under the sink. She wondered if everyone had a trash can in there, under the sink.

“Since you’re already here, stick it in here.” She answered.

“Hey hon.” Tony called through the window.

“What.” Janet answered, another disturbance.

“Hurry up and get your ass out here.”

“Just a couple more trays to do and I’ll be out.” She replied, impatiently. Why can’t she get a few minutes to herself?

Kevin was standing behind her. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Even though he wasn’t touching her, she could feel the heat from his body on her bare legs. Then she smelled him. It was a subtle combination of cinnamon and man sweat. It caused her neglected nipples to get erect. She decided to use her vibrator. Maybe before tonight.

“Mr. Biggs really has a good time at these things, doesn’t he?” Kevin said in her ear.

He was close behind her, looking over her shoulder, out the window. Janet felt his hips press against her ass as the boy leaned forward to watch Tony. She felt his breath on her neck. It was hot and tickled the hairs on the back of her neck. She had known Kevin all his life and he was almost a son to her. She had never entertained the idea that he had a cock. She now realized he did and it was pressing into the soft flesh of her right asscheek. It throbbed and the housewife gasped.

Little Kevin had an erection and from the feel of it, the name ‘little’ was no longer appropriate. Her knees wobbled a bit. He seemed unaware of the contact. He backed up and moved to dump his plate in the can. As he bent over, Janet became very aware of her choice of clothing.

It was typical for her to wear her thin, nylon shortie shorts in the summer. She has several pair and was wearing the powder blue today. She had great legs and loved to show them off. The shorts weren’t so short that her ass cheeks hung out, they ended about an inch below where the curve of her ass met her thighs. So standing, she was fine, but if she bent over too far, well. Or if someone was bending over looking up. They were designed like a bathing suit and had the netting inside, so she seldom wore panties with them. Today she wished she had.

Kevin seemed to be taking a long time throwing away the plates. She glanced down and saw the boy’s head just below the leg of her shorts and though he was reaching to put the plates in the can, his head was turned and staring up at her crotch. Her nipples got harder and began to make bumps in the material of her halter. Janet knew he could see where her pussy was cradled in the see-thru net lining of the shorts. She was about to scold him and ask him what the hell he thought he was looking at, when Tony called her again.

“Hon.”

“What?” She snapped through the window.

What happened next surprised Janet. She couldn’t have been more surprised if Jesus Christ himself suddenly appeared on the kitchen table, wearing a crotchless pink tutu, with a chicken on his head, asking if he could stick his penis in the toaster, while her husband bent over and Madonna crawled out of his asshole.

First, she felt the breath on her thigh. Hot and moist. Like a dog panting. Then she felt cooler air on her ass and pussy. Before she could move, because she was distracted talking to Tony, Kevin grabbed each leg of her shorts and in one motion jerked them to her ankles. She was naked from the waist down. Janet looked down and saw the boy kneeling behind her, his face level with her bare ass, eyes wide as saucers. His hot breath tickled the fine hairs on her cheeks.

“What the hell?” She half yelled - half whispered.

She didn’t want to alert her very jealous, drunken husband to a problem for a couple reasons. First, he would beat the boy senseless. Second, he would accuse her of teasing the boy with what she was wearing, as he had done on several other occasions where his friends were around. And third, he would beat the boy senseless, again.

Janet had been told by several people that she looked like Courtney Thorne Smith, and she had even dyed her hair blond to make it more so. Though her tits were smaller, they were a B cup, her ass was nicer. She had no trouble getting attention from men when she went out.

“Jan.” Tony yelled.

“What?” She yelled back.

Janet was in trouble. Should she make a scene and get Kevin in trouble and possible beat up? Should she pretend nothing was going on, answer Tony as quickly as possible, and then deal with the boy herself? She flushed at the thought of Kevin looking at her trimmed bush. He now knew she wasn’t a natural blond. Tony was the only man who had ever seen her pussy. Now here she was with a teenage boy looking at her intimately, while her husband talked to her through the window.

“Are you listening to me?” Tony was not letting up.

“Yes. I’m listening. Make it quick.” She didn’t know why, but she stood on her toes and leaned closer to the window. This caused her beautiful ass to stick out even more and gave the boy a perfect view of her hairlined pussy lips from behind.

“Bret, was wondering …”

“Oh god, no.”

“I didn’t even tell you yet.” Tony thought she was talking to him.

Janet was really talking to Kevin, who had taken her lack of reaction and her leaning forward as permission. Janet felt the boy slide his hand up the inside of her thigh and push two fingers into her snatch. Janet was surprised at how easily his digits slipped into her. Then she realized, she was very wet down there. It had been a while since Tony had done his husbandly duty and she was ready. Her pussy didn’t care who’s fingers were saying hi, it said hello back. In fact, it was so willing, Kevin met no resistance as he slipped his long fingers into her, past the second knuckle. He wiggled them back and forth like you do to show someone walking, only faster. Running?

There was thunder rumbling in Janet’s brain as the blood rushed through her ears to her face. She saw Tony outside and his mouth was moving but she couldn’t hear through the thunder.

“Oh Christ. Stop that.”

She whispered quietly as Kevin started finger banging her. It felt good. Real good. He was pumping his fingers like pistons in and out of her lonely pussy. Her pussy appreciated the attention and secreted more lubricant to make the boy’s action easier. She didn’t know what he was paying for college but he was certainly educated about how to finger a married woman’s snatch. Did they teach that? She reached down to push the boy’s hand away but her knees buckled, her hips dropped, and suddenly, Kevin had his fingers as deep as they could get. His pinkie brushed over her clit.

Janet grabbed the sink to keep from falling over. She heard a squishy sound as he worked her cunt. She was breathing heavier. Her hips moved back and forth, in response to his actions. It was less than a minute and Janet was having a real tough time not screaming out in pleasure. All of a sudden, the housewife felt the foreign fingers leave her and she had a chance to catch her breath.

“… if we can get the time, then he and Grace will …”

She was able to hear Tony’s words again, but that ended and the thunder started again when she felt Kevin’s hands on her ass cheeks, pulling them apart. The hot moist breath was back and tickled her asshole just micro-seconds before his tongue parted her pussy lips from behind. She jumped from the contact.

“Holy shit. That’s good.” She uttered in surprise, unable to hide her enjoyment in the shock of what the boy was doing.

“I thought you’d like that idea.” Tony answered.

Janet could hear soft, sloppy moans from the face licking her. She spread her legs wider and leaned forward more so that her face was almost touching the window screen. She knew it was wrong. Oh so wrong, but he was oh so good at doing something so wrong. His tongue stabbed into her hole and he tongue fucked her needy cunt. It had been way too long since Tony had done that to her. She purred deep in her throat.

“Oh goddamn.” Janet called out as Kevin used the tip of his tongue to batter her aroused clit.

“Okay, Don’t get all tense.” Tony answered. “We can rent a room if you don’t want to camp.”

“What … ever … you …. say.”

Janet smiled and moaned softly. If only her husband knew that her outcry was not about being in a tent, but because her best friend’s son had stopped licking her pussy and was now working his tongue around her little pink rosebud asshole while he pushed three fingers in and out of her soaking pussy. It was called a … a … a rim job. Janet nodded as she remembered the correct term. She had never had one and quite enjoyed what the boy was doing. It was erotic and so dirty.

“Uh huh.” She half said, half groaned.

Tony thought the head nod and the uh huh was for him, so he kept talking, even though his wife still could not hear a word over the roaring in her ears..

“And we can get everything at a discount.” Tony said

Then suddenly, Janet could hear him again because the thunder, to her disappointment, had stopped again. She felt Kevin grab her hips. He pulled her backward slightly and pushed his hips forward and up.

“No. No.” She said.

Janet reached back to push the boy away but when his stiff cock bumped against her cunt, and her knees wobbled again, she needed to grab the window sill for stability or fall on the floor. That would surely bring Tony running. The older woman bit her lip to keep from crying out as she felt the boy’s cock split her pussy and slide between the lips. The thick tip of his pecker poked against her hole. A couple jabs and he was in.

“Hey, you still listening?” Tony asked.

“Oh yes, baby. You bet. Every….thing. All of it.” She answered, trying to keep the passion out of her voice.

Christ almighty. What was he shoving in her. She could feel her cunt lips part to accommodate the large penis head. And then, felt her lips tighten around the narrower shaft. Kevin pushed himself all the way up her in one quick thrust. .

“Oooofff.”

Janet had the wind pushed out of her. Well, she had asked for it. The blood was rushing to another part of her body and she could once again hear her husband talk to her while this teenager violated the pussy that previously had experienced only his cock.

“Are you alright in there?” Tony asked.

“Fine. Oh honey. I’m good. Real good.”

Janet answered as Kevin started his motion. He pushed in deep and then pulled back to where half the head was out, and then back in. A shock went through her each time her clit was rubbed by the ridge of the boy’s cockhead. His rhythm increased and so did her building orgasm.

‘Oh god, he’s gonna make me cum while my husband watches.’ she realized.

Janet knew it was only possible to see a couple feet into the kitchen and Kevin was back far enough as to be invisible from outside. Her passion was heightened with the knowledge she was getting rammed by a strange cock while she stared into her husband’s face not 4 feet away.

“Are you going to come out soon?”

“Yes sweetie. I’ll be cumming soon. Real … soon. Just … let … me … finish.” Her words were broken because she was trying not to moan. “Now go - oh - away.”

“Okay.” Tony answered. He turned and went back to the grill.

“Oh G-g-g-g-god Kev–in. Y-y-you-ou-ou ha-ha-have t-t-t-to st-st-st-op.”

Janet begged, as she lowered her head below the window level. She gripped the sill tighter. The boy, full of teenage energy only fucked her faster. He pounded so hard he lifted her feet off the floor. His hand slipped under her loose halter and squeezed her tit and pulled her nipple as his hips jack hammered against her ass.

“Oh no. Huh huh. Pleassssse stop. Uunnng.”

She turned her head to look at him. She knew this boy was going to bring her to orgasm right there in her kitchen with her yard full of guests.

He palmed her tit and squeezed it. He caught her erect nipple between two fingers and pinched and tugged it. No other man had even kissed her, let alone felt her naked tit or put his cock in her since she got married. It was just too nasty to deny. It had been too long since she was filled with cock and he was very good. Janet groaned as she watched the boy’s hips pound against her.

“Oh fuck me, Kevin. Huh huh.” Janet panted from his driving thrusts. She needed to cum so bad. Giving in to her passion, she begged. “Fuck me faster. Make me cum. Please make me cum.”

“Oh, your pussy is so tight.” Kevin moaned.

Up to this point he had not said a word. Hearing his voice in her ear and knowing that this hard, throbbing cock ravaging her from behind, belonged to the son of her best friend. A boy she had watched grow up. Made her even more aroused. She raised her head and looked at her husband. If he could see her now. Janet felt Kevin’s cock get thicker and knew he was going to cum. She felt his explosion inside her. She could feel his cock spurting his load in her. That was the bursting point for the housewife. She turned to look at him again.

“Ooooohhhh ssssshhit. Oohh. Oohh. Ooooohhh. Kev—innnnn.” She moaned as she came. Her hips twitched and her head rolled back and forth.

“Ung. Ung. Ung. Aaauuugh.” Kevin cried out as he spasmed and shot his load into Mrs. Biggs’ pussy.

A couple final thrusts and he was done. He rested across her heaving back until he felt her move. He pulled his pecker out and tucked it back in his pants. Janet turned and faced the boy. She slapped him hard across the face. The stunned look in his eyes surprised her. What did he expect?

“Why did you slap me?” He asked.

“What?” Janet said, reaching down and pulling up her shorts. She felt his jiz begin to dribble down her leg. “What made you think you could do what you did?”

“Bob Marshall.” Kevin answered. Bob was another neighborhood boy about Kevin’s age

“What the hell does that little shit have to do with this?”

“He said you let him fuck you last summer when he mowed your lawn.”

“That lying bastard.”

“You didn’t?”

“Kevin don’t be an idiot. I wouldn’t let Bob kiss me for a million dollars much less let him f…… do that.”

“Oh Mrs Biggs. I’m so sorry. You’re not gonna tell my mom, are you? I thought when you pointed to your crotch, and say put it in here, that you were……”

“I was pointing to the trash can, not my … oh my god. Get out of here. And don’t you ever tell anyone.”

Janet glared at him. Kevin became the fumbling teenager again and not the expert cocksman that had just given her one of the best orgasms of her life. He stumbled to the door, his head hung down. Janet actually felt sorry for him. The sensation, when her still erect and tender nipple brushed against her top and the tingling in her pussy made her say.

“You know Kevin, I’ll need some help with the lights this year so when you come home for Christmas, maybe you could stop by.”

Janet wasn’t sure but she thought 6 months from now she might need a tune-up and the boy had just the tool for the job. He left smiling and nodding his head. Janet went to clean up before she joined the party.

the blackmail no. 1

Janet was coming into the livingroom, heading to the kitchen, to go out to the yard. She had washed her twat and changed her shorts. Her body was still vibrating a little from her intense orgasm. She would have to be careful to not be alone with Kevin while she was still feeling the afterglow, or she might do something else she’d regret. She touched two fingers to her lips.

“So is free pussy the only thing available at this party or can a fella get his cock sucked too?”

Janet stopped in her tracks. The voice belonged to Jeff, one of Tony’s drinking buddies. Jeff made Janet feel uncomfortable and she always made sure Tony wasn’t too far away when he was around her. He gave her the kinda looks that told her, if he had the chance he would fuck her whether she was willing or not. Now she was alone with him and he seemed to know something. Janet shivered as she turned to face him.

Jeff was sitting on the couch with his legs obscenely splayed open. He smiled wickedly. His right hand was holding the tab of his zipper.

“You know.” Jeff started. “I snuck in when I saw you heading for the house. I love the way your ass looks in those shorts and I was hoping to get a little sneaky peekie if you bent over.”

He lifted his left hand and was holding his cell phone.

“My wife wanted me to get one with all the bells and whistles. I don’t really care and almost never use it for anything but calls.”

He flipped it open.

“So I’m hiding, hoping to get a look at that tight, round ass of yours and imagine my surprise when not only do I see your naked ass and puss puss when some kid pulls down your pants, I also get to see him poke his fingers in your cunt and finger bang you. But the biggest surprise? You don’t stop him.”

He held up two fingers of the hand holding the phone and made a jabbing motion.

“And then he pulls out his cock and spears your cunt from behind and another surprise, you not only let him, you beg him, ‘Fuck me Kev-innn. Make me ca-ca-cum.’ So, the kid proceeds to doggie slam-fuck your sweet pussy, which by the way, looks very sexy with a cock pounding it, and he does indeed make you ca-ca-cum. I got so hard I was gonna jerk off right here on the couch, but I thought of something else.”

He shook the phone at her.

“God bless my wife, if not for her I never, never would have gotten a phone that takes pictures. Who needs that? Guess what? I needed it and thanks to her, I had it. I only wish it had sound. Wanna see?”

She shook her head no. Janet felt her knees wobble, much the same as when Kevin touched her pussy but she also felt like she was going to throw up. She was in it now. She was in the shit and it was about to cover her completely. She just stared as Jeff motioned for her to come and sit beside him.

“Don’t be shy, Janet.”

As if in a trance, the housewife moved to the couch and sat where Jeff was patting the cushion. He held the phone in front of her. She stared blankly as she watched the slide show of pictures. There was a shot of Kevin kneeling behind her with his fingers in her pussy and a shot of him holding her ass apart with his tongue in her pussy. A shot of her getting fucked from behind and another shot of the same action with her head below the window line.

Jeff grabbed Janet’s hand and placed it in his lap. She felt his boner throb in his pants. Janet didn’t resist. She knew she would end up paying for what she had done. She just didn’t know it would be this soon. She resigned herself to do what ever he wanted.

“I really like this one.” He said, as he held her fingers around his erection and moved her hand to stroke it. “You seem quite … what’s the word? Oh yeah … orgasmic.”

Janet saw a picture of her face as the boy made her cum. The look of sheer pleasure was imprinted there as surely as if a bright red neon arrow was pointing at her face with the words - ‘SHE’S CUMMING’ - flashing off and on.’

Janet’s fingers fumbled with the tab on Jeff’s zipper as she silently slid to her knees between his wide open legs. She pulled the zipper over the bulge of his erection and fished inside.

“I like a woman who takes control.”

Jeff laughed, but it soon turned to a groan as her fingers found his naked cock and pulled it free. He undid the button on his jeans and tugged them down.

“I like my balls free.” He said as he put his hand on Janet’s head and encouraged her downward.

Janet opened her mouth and felt his stiffness go in. It wasn’t as big as Tony’s, but was big enough that she had to stretch her lips to get it in. She tasted the salty pre-cum. She tightened her lips and started bobbing her face in his lap as her hand jerked him.

“Better be quick, unless we -ah you, get caught.” Jeff joked. “Suck my cock you stuck up cunt.” He pushed up hard against her face. “I ain’t your goddamn husband. Suck my cock like you mean it or I might just bend you over and bust that sweet asshole before I go show Tony the pictures.” He ordered.

“That’s it.” He groaned as she picked up the pace. “Oh god, you got a sweet fucking mouth. Oh yeah cunt. That’s it. Suck me like the whore you are.”

Janet shifted her gaze and looked at him.

“Fuck yah. Let me see them eyes.” He brushed the hair away from her face. “Oh shit. There’s nothing sexier than a woman with hate in her eyes and my cock in her mouth.” Jeff said when his friend’s wife looked at him.

Janet gave him the best bj she knew how, hoping it would be over sooner. He reached into her top and pinched her nipple hard. It hurt but she didn’t stop.

“Oh fuck. You’re gonna make me cum, bitch.”

It only took a few minutes of her lips sliding up and down his cock before Jeff held her head tight, burying his dick deep in her throat. He twitched and exploded, sending his cum down her throat. He kept a hold of her, making sure she had to swallow or choke. He watched her neck muscles move as she did.

“Aaaauuuuggghh. Take it all, you cunt.” He bellowed. “Swallow my load, you cocksucking, whore, bitch.” He held her head and pumped a couple times as he finished. “Ung ung ung.”

When he was done cumming, he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her face off his cock. A thin line of cun trailed from Janet’s lips to his deflated pecker. Jeff grabbed a couch pillow and wiped the string on cum off himself. He stuffed his limp dick back in his jeans and stood up.

“You give a not bad blow job with the right incentive.” He said.

Janet was sitting on the floor as Jeff walked to the kitchen. “What about the pictures?” She asked, almost sobbing. It was the first thing she had said since it started. She sounded weak and defeated.

Jeff walked back to her. He held out the phone, showing her the shot of her getting fingered. It disappeared.

“That’s one gone. Only five more.” Jeff said as he clicked the phone shut. “I shoulda got the one that holds 10 pictures.”

“What???” Janet said.

“I’ll call about what you can do to erase the next one.” He said.

“No.” She cried. “I won’t.” Janet couldn’t believe she had to suck him off 5 more times, or do something worse.

“You will.” Jeff snapped. “And just to prove it. Roll over and bare your ass.”

Janet glared at him for several seconds.

“You bastard.”

She rolled on her stomach and pulled her shorts to her knees.

“Spread your cheeks.” Jeff ordered.

Janet bit her lip and reached back and parted her asscheeks. She blushed partly in anger and partly because of what she was showing this man she despised.

“OHH.” She cried out when he touched her.

Jeff stuck two fingers in her pussy and one in her ass. He started sawing them in and out. Janet tried to resist but the combination of her recent orgasm and the taste of cum in her mouth and now this was just too much.

“Ohh God.” She groaned.

Jeff pulled his fingers away and stood up, leaving her lying on the floor holding her ass open.

“I’m going to fuck you in your whore asshole next time, so you better loosen it up.” He said. “Now get your cheating cunt outside before your very jealous, flies into a rage, drunk of a husband comes looking for you.” He put the phone in his pocket and whistled as he went out the door.

“Hello miss Smith, it’s Ralph.” Lying on her long white chair next to her pool, 38 years old Sandy Smith was surprised to hear the young man’s voice next to her. Wearing her black bikini, her almost naked body all oiled up with tanning lotion, she was enjoying the sun thinking she’d be alone for the afternoon. “Oh hello…Ralph, I wasn’t expecting you so early” she said smiling.

Ralph was one of her husband’s friend son, friend who now lived in another country. He was coming to South Africa to stay for 6 months, part of a students exchange program. Sandy and her husband Karl had offered for the young man to stay at their place, and his parents found that it would be a good thing to do.

“My, you sure have grown up since I last saw you” Sandy said looking at the young guy who obviously had his eyes glued to her naked skin.

“Yes Miss Sandy, it has been 9 years since we’ve seen each other, it’s really nice to see you again though” said the 20 years old man slightly blushing.

“Well come on in, let me show you to your room so you could put your bags inside.”

Sandy stood up, and led her way through the house. Dragging his bags behind him, Ralph couldn’t help but look at her tanned back and sexy ass, seeing her bikini bottom disappear between her ass cheeks as she walked in front of him. Sandy sure knew were this young guy would be looking, but she sure wouldn’t mind showing her body to this innocent now grown up man. She always had been a flirt…

Chapter II

2 weeks had passed since Ralph got installed in his “new home.” He enjoyed having his own room, his privacy, but also this big house and the pool. Karl and Sandy where really a cool couple and Ralph felt more like he was part of the family then a guest. Karl was rarely home, so it was with Sandy that Ralph spent most of his free time. Not that he minded, this woman was sure making him dream in his lonely nights, always in small outfits and always not bothering to hide what she new Ralph would be looking at.

She had caught him more than one time looking at her, and she felt flattered that this young handsome man might actually be interested in her. She herself had actually been looking at him from time to time, when he was swimming in the pool, and couldn’t help but think how he’d look like naked. Some naughty thoughts wouldn’t hurt, she actually told herself.

On this sunny day, Sandy was sitting outside enjoying the sun. Lying on her towel on the grass, she new that Ralph wouldn’t be back from school before 2 hours and she was glad she had this afternoon all to herself. Karl had been away for 2 weeks, and wasn’t coming back home for another full week. 2 weeks without a man’s touch, Sandy was feeling horny.. and bored. Her mature body was aching to be touched, to be felt. She was thinking what to do when suddenly and idea occurred to her. She grabbed her cell phone and dialed her husband’s number.

“Hi Honey” said Sandy. “I miss you.”

“Hey baby, I miss you too” said Karl not knowing what his wife was up to.

“where are you?”

“I’m in my office, trying to work honey, anything wrong?”

“No I just wanted to hear your voice, are you alone?”

Karl new his wife, and he new she was up to no good. “Yes I’m alone baby.”

“well, that’s good, I don’t want anyone to see that big cock of yours when you start stroking it for me, hmmm…”

Karl felt a stir between his pants as he heard his wife say this. He was feeling horny too and wondered what his wife was doing. He was alone is his office, but he couldn’t really raise his voice nor could he do anything without being seen.

“Are you trying to get me hard baby?” he said in a low voice.

“I’m trying to tell you just how much I miss you baby” said Sandy teasingly. “I’m just lying here in the sun in that bikini you like, and I was imagining how your tongue would feel between my legs.” Slowly, she slid her hands on her oiled belly, and began to tease her skin with the tip of her fingers.

Karl could feel himself getting hard. “Baby, you’re getting me hard and I can’t do anything about it here.”

“well could you at least listen to me? I need you to hear my moans baby.”

“Ok, I’m all yours” said Karl, stroking his hard-on through his pants.

“I am raising my hands up on my belly, sliding them on my black bikini top, feeling my nipples harden. Oh baby I wish your lips were on me.”

Moving her fingers under her top, she rolled her nipples between her fingers, sending shivers through her spine. She undid her top, through it next to her on the grass, and started foundling her breasts. She was moaning, biting her lips, and could feel her wetness between her legs.

“God I need to get laid, come fuck me baby, come fuck your wife, I need to feel your cock deep in me, filling me ahhhhh…”

Her hand was now moving down her belly, between her legs. She arched her back when her fingers touched her pussy lips through her bikini bottom.

“I’m fingering my pussy baby, ohhh godd, feels so good, come here, taste meeee..”

She was about to take her bottoms off, when she noticed a silhouette behind the window. Sandy froze for a second and recognized Ralph. She felt herself blushing, but she was not sure if it was from excitement or something else. What she new was that she didn’t want to confront Ralph and she thought it would be better to pretend she didn’t notice his presence.

Standing behind the window in the shades, Ralph was glad he came home early. Not knowing that Sandy saw him, he was admiring this pleasant sight In front of him; A naked woman on the grass, her skin all shining with tanning lotion, one hand between her legs, her back arched, making her breasts so hot, her red nails pinching her erect nipples… It was the first time Ralph was seeing a woman pleasuring herself and he got hard in seconds…. Naturally, he reached for his pants, unzipped them and freed his erect cock….

On the other side of the window, Sandy new she was about to lose it, having phone sex with her hubby while being watched by a stud was too much for her. She saw that Ralph was not moving, and she thought that he might be stroking it for her. The thought of 2 men masturbating with her at the same time sent Sandy over the edge. Her fingers inside her pussy, she screamed her orgasm on the phone ” ohhh baby I’m cumingggg…. Oahhhhh godddd yesssss….”

Stroking his cock furiously, Ralph couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He saw Sandy hang up on her cell phone, and sliding both her hands between her legs, and slowly moving her hips. Than he saw her putting her top back on, and standing up. Not wanting to get caught with his cock in his hand, Ralph zipped his pants and hurried to his room to finish what he started.

So horny he was that when Sandy passed through his door heading to her own bedroom, she heard him moan and scream her name. She had to peek through the door lock to see Ralph all naked on his back on the bed, a massive erection with his hand, and his hips bucking vigorously with each stroke. Sandy wanted to just open the door and impale herself down on this cock. Feeling this familiar tingle between her legs, she kept looking through that door lock until she saw a stream of cum shooting from the young stud’s cock and on his belly… She hurried back to her room smiling at the thought of this crazy day.

Chapter III

2 days after this “incident” Sandy was acting very normal and Ralph didn’t have a clue about what really happened then.

“Can I come in Ralph?”

“Yea sure come on in Miss Smith.”

Opening the bedroom door, Sandy walked in to see Ralph lying on his bed wearing only a pair of black boxers and a book in his hand.

” Oh young man, you cannot spend your time studying like that, you should have fun from time to time” she said winking at him. “And call me Sandy, how many times do I have to tell you? You make me feel old when you say Miss Smith” she said smiling.

“Oh I’m sorry, it will be Sandy from now on, and your not old Sandy, you’re just…perfect.”

“Stop your flattering young man and come join me in the pool.”

“what? Right now? It’s almost 10 pm!”

“Well, its still too hot out there, the water is warm and besides it’s the best time for skinny dipping!” Sandy said with a grin. “If you don’t join me I’ll take it that you don’t want to spend time with an old lady.”

“That’s so not true, you know I like to spend time with you in the pool!” said Ralph without thinking.

“oh is that so Ralph? Now why would you like to do that?”

Seeing this gorgeous woman giving him this seductive look, Ralph felt himself blush and didn’t know what to answer.

“Well let me grab my swimsuit and I’ll be right there.”

“Oh you won’t need a swimsuit, those boxers are just fine, besides do you see me wearing any swimsuit?”

“Well , I don’t know what your hiding under this lovely blue dress.”

“Oh you cute flirt, wouldn’t you like to know? Hehe.”

“Ok, let’s go!”

Heading for the pool, Ralph looked at Sandy, her ass swaying under her short dress, her tanned legs standing on a pair of sexy black high heels.

“Hey Miss Smith, euh I mean Sandy, can I ask you a question?”

“Sure go ahead.”

“Well I’ve noticed you always wear high heels, why is that?”

“Why, you don’t like them? I think it makes me look feminine.”

“On the contrary, I think they’re great!”

“Just great?” said Sandy looking at him straight in the eyes.

They where now outside, next to the pool, standing facing each other, Ralph wearing just his boxers, and Sandy starting to slide her strapless dress down her body. Seeing this hot woman undressing in front of him, Ralph didn’t hear Sandy.

“Ralph? Are you with me honey?”

“Oh yes I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“Haha, nevermind, see something you like?”

“Well you look really gorgeous Sandy, and very sexy I have to admit.”

Looking down his legs, Sandy noticed a big bulge under his boxers.

“I guess your big friend agrees too” she said with a seductive smile. Noticing that Ralph’s eyes were glued to her body, Sandy felt a warm feeling inside her noticing how erotic this situation was. She got closer to Ralph and without warning, she pushed him in the pool.

“that will calm you a little mister” she said giggling.

“well, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to..”

“Its ok Ralphie boy” she said cutting him, “I feel flattered.”

But Ralph once again, seemed lost in his thoughts. In front of him Sandy had finished taking her dress off and was standing in just her high heels and her underwear, a light blue bra and matching thongs, part of which was see through, he could almost perfectly see her nipples and her pussy lips.

Feeling his gaze on her, sandy smiled and turned around as modeling for him, arching her back to him, and making sure to show him whatever he had been missing.

“Wow” was all he could manage to say.

Smiling at him, sandy said: “Glad you like it, too bad I might take it off if we’re going to skinny dip, but than again, you might like it better that way too.”

With that she dove into the water only to resurface behind him. She grabbed both his shoulders with her hands and began to raise herself in a try to push him under the water. They began to play like this, chasing each other, and touching each other, and ended up on the edge of the pool with Sandy’s back to him and his arms around her.

“Ok ok , you win Ralphie.” Sandy said giggling.

“hey don’t call me Ralphie, makes me feel like a lil’ boy.”

“Ok Ralphie, I won’t” said Sandy playfully. She could feel him pressing against her back, his manhood throbbing against her ass cheeks, and she was sure he was hard.. and that he was everything but a “lil boy.”

Sandy was also getting aroused by the situation, and she was feeling a bit playful tonight. She turned around facing him and for seconds they looked in each others eyes without saying a word. Than she broke the silence: “So, are we going to skinny dip, or are you gonna act a coward on me?”

“Honor to the ladies.”

Not breaking from his embrace, Sandy told him: “Reach behind my back and unhook my bra.”

Turned on more than ever, Ralph managed to say: “Yes mam.”

Grabbing her bra with his hands, Sandy raised both her arms above her head and slid in the water leaving her bra in Ralph’s hands.

She swam a little away from him, “That feels better, thank you sweaty.”

Ralph was so teased not to see Sandy’s breasts, so he started swimming towards her. Just then, he felt something thrown on his face. “There goes the panties” Sandy said to him.

His hard-on was almost hurting, begging to be freed from the boxers. Not waiting a second, Ralph took his boxers off and threw them on the grass next to the pool.

“There goes the boxers.”

Raising herself out of the water, Sandy laid on the grass on the side of the pool, and raised one of her legs slightly, exposing her pussy mound. Her nipples were so erect and begging to be touched. Not knowing what to do, Ralph remained In the water trying not to stare to much at her. Sandy was amused by the situation, getting very aroused, feeling this young man’s eyes on her naked body, and seeing the lust in his eyes.

“Come on up join me here, its soo nice to roll in the grass all naked” she said laughing.

“well ,Sandy I don’t know if I should, I mean I feel a bit uncomfortable…”

“That you’re sporting a big hard-on? I already felt it against me honey, and I already told you I’m flattered that my body turns you on, now come here and join me.”

Getting himself out of the water, Sandy looked at this young man’s hot body, his chest, his tummy, and froze right there her mouth open when she saw his hard cock pointing up.

It was so beautiful, so inviting, she just wanted to throw him on the grass and impale herself on him and fuck his brains out.

“Oh my, did I cause that Ralphie boy?”

“Well, I guess, I see no one else around!” Ralph said grinning at her.

They were both now lying on their back, all naked next to each other, looking at the stars. Sandy was stealing glimpses at that wonderful cock, and she felt her juices running down her thighs.. “God, I hope I’ll be able to stop myself from raping this young man” she thought.

Suddenly, she heard Ralph laughing. “What are you laughing about?”

“Well, I was just wishing it was day!”

“why is that?”

“So I could have an excuse to touch you pretending to put tanning lotion on you” said Ralph laughing.

“well I could use a back rub” said Sandy turning. “Now get yourself on your knees above me and please this lady.”

Did he hear that right? Ralph was so turned on by what he was about to do that he almost came right there. But he wasn’t about to miss this for anything in the world. Kneeling on Sandy’s side, Ralph was about to touch this sexy body when he heard Sandy say: “No not like this, straddle me it would be better.”

Straddling her as she requested, Ralph put his knees to each side of Sandy’s body, so that his inner thighs were brushing against her ass cheeks. A few more inches, and he would have his hard cock right between her ass cheeks. Sliding his hands on her still wet back he started massaging her. “Hummmm….ummmm… that feels good Ralphie…” Sandy was starting to moan feeling his hands on her, but especially cause she knew he was looking at her ass and was probably hard as a rock. She was getting so wet and was actually happy she just got out of the pool and still had water on her.

“Lower… hmm yes right there.. ohhh you are good at this…yes right there…further down…yes… you can do my legs too baby…here let me spread them a little for you…ohhh that’s good….you forgot that place between my back and my legs… No not my pussy honey haha, I meant to say my ass cheeks, oh you’re horny aren’t you? No that’s ok as long as you keep your big buddy away from me…ahhhh keep your hands were they should be young man…hmmmm mmm…oh godd…you’re good, ever thought of being a professional masseur? What’s that? Oh that’s my cell phone can you hand it to me please? …Oh that’s my hubby, I forgot I should call him, no no keep rubbing sweaty, its soo…relaxing…”

“Oh Hi honey…yes miss you too, I was waiting for you to call me… what? You’re naked in your bedroom?”

Ralph wasn’t sure he heard that right. He had been rubbing Sandy for so long now she was all dry.

“Well I’m by the pool baby,… yes? Yes I’m all naked, laying on the grass… facing the grass yes… no I’m not alone, Ralph is here with me.”

Karl was puzzled for a second, “Ralph is with you?!!! What, you lil tease, you got me worried for a second here baby.”

“No he’s not with me, he is sleeping in his bedroom baby.” Sandy turned to look at Ralph winking at him. “But if he was with me right now I’d sure fuck him baby, god I’m so fucking horny I’d fuck any cock right now…. Well yes, he’s a cute guy Ralph…. Yes you’d better get home before I let him fuck me… you know, last time we had phone sex, I saw him peeking…”

Ralph couldn’t believe his eyes, she knew that he was watching her and she didn’t say anything… getting bolder and bolder he slid his hands under her grabbing her breasts. Sandy let out a moan…and arched her back raising her ass up so it pressed against Ralph’s raging hard-on.

“Yes baby, and I heard him masturbating and screaming my name….well yes it got me wet, and god I’m so wet now…. Hmmm yes baby I want your cock right now… you want me to suck you first? Yes I know you like your wife’s lips on you..”

Sandy was repeating everything on purpose so that Ralph was able to know what her hubby was saying. She felt so naughty doing it. Turning around to face Ralph she laid under him, reach down with her hand and grabbed his cock as drops of precum dropped on her nipples…

“Here let me suck you baby…” Raising herself on her elbows, Sandy looked straight into Ralph’s eyes as she swallowed his cock. “hmmmm.. muff… muff…. Yes baby I love sucking…mmm, your cock… humm hummmm…. Yes I know it sounds real, I’m sucking my dildo here baby…. Hmmmm mmmm…. You want me to speak with the dildo in my mouth? ….yes that’s your cock baby…I love it… mmmm. Mmm….”

“Do you want to fuck me?” Sandy was speaking to her hubby but to Ralph also. Ralph said yes. “Well not now baby, I think you want to taste my pussy first… yes I know I am a tease, that’s why you love me baby… come on now, I’m on my back my legs spread, show me what you can do with that tongue of yours… ohh…niiiice….ahhhhhh my god, yes.. yessss lick me….harder yess…. Like that…oh my clit is so sensitive….grab my hips, make me yours, yess… god im so naughty yes….hmmm tongue fuck me, oh goddddd.. yes baby I love the feel of your tongue inside me….. i’m grabbing your head now, yesss…. You’re gona make me cumm with that tongue of yours…oh god it feels so good…. Yes I know I’m moaning loud baby, I’m having my pussy eaten what do you expect? … No he won’t wake up don’t worry, besides I could give him another show if he wakes up…. Yes I know I’m a slut sometimes baby….. Why don’t you shut up and lick meeee!”

Sandy’s juices were running on Ralph’s lips, she was moaning, caressing and foundling her breasts and bucking her hips to him… he loved it.

“You want to fuck me now huh? Well I’m ready for that big cock of yours, how do you want me? Me on top huh, yes I know you like it that way. Go on lay on your back (Ralph executed himself)…. I’m gona impale myself on that dildo now, just for you baby…oh fuckkkk my goddd slowly, yes baby I’ll take all of you in me just wait a little…. Oh yes… like that? That’s a good rhythm for you? Hmmm meee tooo… god I feel so filled….I know I don’t tell you this baby, but that cock, I mean dildo is bigger than yours….oh goddd fuck me, fuck meee….fuck that pussy I’m yours……”

Sandy was now straddling Ralph, his hard cock buried deep inside her, her back arched, her breasts swaying with each thrust, feeling so hot being fucked by this young man and talking to her husband at the same time, one hand grabbing her cell phone and the other caressing Ralph’s chest.

“Oh yes …. Don’t come yet baby… I wan to cumm with you…yes…. Yesss shoot it inside me oh …Uunnh…ummmm…oooohh! Ralph I’m gonna cuuu–I’m cumming!.”

With one last deep stroke, Ralph emptied himself deep inside that woman, one that he dreamed off one day ago and now was fucking for real.

Catching her breath Sandy leaned forward and gave Ralph a passionate kiss.

“Yes sorry baby, I was catching my breath… what? No I didn’t say Ralph!… Well even if I did, a little fantasy won’t hurt anyone, would it?… yes I love you to. Ok sleep well baby.” And she hung up. Throwing the phone on the grass next to her, Sandy’s lips found her new lover lips and they melted together.

“Mmm, that was so great…mouah…. Ralphie boy”

“Wow Sandy, I can’t believe we just did it…I wanted that for so long.”

“Yes I know baby, me too, it’s been a long time I haven’t had such an orgasm.”

“Me too, god you are the hottest woman I ever met, I’d stay hard for you for days.”

“Well that’s what I noticed honey, your actually still hard inside of me, do you think you can go again?”

“Well, if you keep squeezing your pussy muscles on me like that, I’ll be ready in a minute.”

“Like…THAT, you mean…hmmm.”

“Oh god, Sandy, you are amazing.”

“You are my inspiration baby.. oh you’re moving your hips again, I guess it means you are ready.. ohh…yesss… slowly…. Hmmm god I feel so filled with your juices….”

“Oh god Sandy…move your hips again, yees…oh yess…I love to be inside you…mmm… you know I was thinking of that ass of…oh fuck you’re killing me…yes I said I was thinking of that ass of yours…I want to see it again.”

“Oh naughty Ralphie, are you saying you want to fuck me doggy?”

“I guess I am.”

“Well here, how’s that…you like to see my ass up in the air like that, hmmm…get behind me yes…. Oh baby, stick it to me….”

“I want you to wear your heels for me Sandy.”

Ok baby….give them to me….there you go, how do I look? Oh I know…so slutty you want to fuck me hard?”

“Tell me you want it.”

“Oh don’t tease me baby just give it to me.”

“Tell me…”

“Oh god stop teasing my clit with your head…hmmm….ok baby I want it, I want your cock, I want you to fuck me right now…oh fucking god yes…I feel your balls on my pussy lips…pound me yesss….yesssss deeper …take me…”

“Oh baby, you should see my cock sliding in and out of you….god…so juicy….hmmm hmmmmm..hmmmm….”

“Give it to me baby, god fuck that pussy, it’s yours from now on, I can’t believe, I’m on all four…oh god…on the grass…oh fuckk…harder baby…. Outside my house, being fucked by…oh godddd. Oh goddddd….grab my hair yesss fuck mee harder…. Godd, I’m being fucked doggy by a young stud…”

“Oh god Sandy, your turning me on so bad with your words…tell me you like it..”

“Oh baby, I love it, I love to have my ass pounded by your hard cock…I feel so filled….your gona make me cum again…keep it up oh yesss…oh yessss… don’t stop…don’t….oh yesss fuckkkkkk ahhhhhhhhhhh Raaaalphhhhhh….”

“Oh baby I’m there I’m gona….fuck …shoot it all over your pretty ass.”

“No baby, I want it in my mouth…please…I want to taste you.”

“Ahh ahhh here it comes, turn around baby.”

“Oh yes….here let me suck it, give it to me, shoot your hot cum in my mouth baby…ohhhh yesssssssss.”

A stream of hot cum landed in Sandy’s mouth, not hesitating she closed her lips on his cock….and sucked him till he had no more life in him. She smiled at him, and laid beside him in the grass, their hands against each other, their bodies melting, happy, satisfied…

I’m not sure how exactly it happened, but it did, and it was one of the most memorable mornings of my life. I know I’m a horny woman, but never realized exactly how much a stranger’s cock would turn me on.

For years I had begged my husband to do some touch ups, stuff like painting the outside of our house, replacing rotten wood. I even tried enticing him with a blowjob on several occasions, yet still he would not do as I asked. So, I took it upon myself and hired a painter to do the job. A friend of mine’s husband owned his own painting business so when she recommended him, I gladly accepted the offer.

I’d only run into him a couple of times when picking up my son from their house and never realized how extremely sexy he was until the morning he pulled up in my driveway. Just seeing him step out of his truck with his tight fitting jeans and white T-shirt that hugged his massive chest had my pussy tingling. I’m sure he could see my nipples straining through my thin shirt as he neared closer to where I was standing on the steps. We exchanged small talk, and then he went to work, but not before I noticed his bulge that seemed to be crammed tightly into his stone washed jeans.

I watched him through the kitchen window, my heart racing every time he lifted his perfectly sculptured arm and lathered the paint onto the boards. His strokes were long and careful, like that of an artist, as I imagined him touching me in this way. I was getting so hot; my pussy was leaking juices as I thought of what his hard cock would feel like inside of my warm and velvety lips. I wanted to come so bad. Giggling at the thought of masturbating while he worked turned me on even more so.

Knowing that I had only an hour until I picked up my son from school, I undressed, carelessly slinging my clothes around the small living room, and falling backwards onto the couch. My fingers found my already swollen clit, rubbing it between my two fingers, then thrusting another inside my wet and waiting pussy, moaning as I felt my lips contracting around my finger. My feet were situated in front of me, on the coffee table, my legs spread wide, one hand rubbing my nipples vigorously . . . one and then the other.
My moans must have been heard. I didn’t even see or hear him open the front door. He did, and he saw me. He gazed at my dark mound, eyeing the folds of my pink pussy lips that were opened wide, my finger massaging my enlarged clit, and the juices draining down to my awaiting ass. Next thing I know, he was there, kneeling in front of me, his head buried between my legs, tugging on my clit with his teeth. I cried out in pleasure submitting willingly to his sweet torture when his tongue began fucking my hot cunt. My lips contracted around his tongue wishing it were his cock buried deep inside me. His rough hands, still coated with paint grabbed my hips roughly, moving my wet pussy up and down as his tongue moved from my pussy then to my ass. I knew I would come shortly especially as he tongue-fucked my ass.

Raising himself onto his knees, he unbuckled his tight jeans, pulling them down, and then began stroking his long, thick shaft with his hand, his crystal blue eyes turning almost black with desire. A small whimper escaped my trembling lips as my body writhed against the sofa, begging for the feel of him inside of me. I could already see the tip of his cock becoming wet. I really wanted him now. Finally, he moved forward, thrusting his hard and glorious cock into my aching, wet and waiting pussy. I squeezed and hugged him with my cunt lips causing him to moan in pleasure. His strokes were long and powerful as his pulsating cock seemed to touch every inch inside of me. Suddenly, he withdrew, bringing his head back down and began to eat me once more, sucking every inch of my quivering cunt.

Raising his head, his lips found mine, turning me on even more so as I tasted my own pussy juices on his lips and tongue. I wanted more, as I sucked on his tongue like I would his cock, rolling it around with my tongue, almost inhaling it. My fingernails made long, red marks down his back, through the thin T-shirt he wore, clawing at him like a wild animal. Finally, he lifted my legs over his shoulders, inserting his huge cock first into my wet pussy, pulling it out and rubbing it along my clit, then lower, and thrusting it into my hungry ass. I came almost instantly, crying out in pleasure as he continued to fuck me. He fucked my ass long after I climaxed, watching my face contort with sexual desires, my body wet with perspiration. Pulling his enlarged cock out of my ass, he drove into my trembling and clinging pussy, over and over again. I could feel his swollen shaft becoming harder, pulsating as his whole body tensed. Just knowing he was about to come made me get off once again. This time I grabbed his hips, bucking against him wildly, riding his purple and red cock as together we came, our moans echoing through the empty house.

After several minutes of trying to steady our breathing, he rose, pulling his jeans up and over his now softened cock. He turned to leave, but stopped and stared at me. My body still glistened with tiny beads of perspiration, the air radiating of sex.

“Thanks. Enjoyed the break.”

“Anytime.” I giggled. “Thanks for the great fuck.”

David poured a scotch from the mini bar and sat down on the bed watching his wife carol finish her make up.

He watched her glide the crimson lipstick across her full lips, her long blonde hair hanging straight down her slender back.

That new dress cost him a fortune, shoulder strap fasteners with a low front, it couldn’t be worn with a bra, “spoil the look” she had said, her full 36c breasts filled the front and he could see her large nipples pressing into the fabric

“Be a dear and light me a cigarette “she asked him as she brushed rouge across her cheeks.

He handed it to her and she held it between her long crimson nails and putting it to her lips, inhaled deeply. Blowing a long stream of smoke out she put it in the ash tray and continued with her make up.

The side split in the dress opened as she crossed her long legs to show the top of her silk thigh high stockings, he had watched her glide them onto her legs earlier, watched her slip into a lace blue thong watched how it sank between her legs, whisps of her blonde pubic hair peeking out from the sides and skip around the room in nothing more than her stockings, her thong and a pair of 3” stiletto heel blue pumps dancing to the hotel radio music.

She stood, picked up her cigarette, inhaled and asked “how do I look?”

She looked so sexy, and she knew it.

They were at the hotel with three other couples, three girlfriends of Carols and their husbands. David didn’t really know these men, he knew Wayne from the gym where he trained and had been to a bar with him a couple of times, but had agreed to the dinner and dancing in the hotels night club to please his wife.

David found dinner boring, carol and her friends chatted to him and the other husbands but he somehow felt out of it.

He noticed Wayne paying her more attention than he was comfortable with. Even flirting with carol and dancing with her more than with his own wife, and they seemed to dance over the far side of the floor, past the crush of bodies swaying and writhing to the music, where David couldn’t see them.

He seemed very familiar with where he rested his hand when he leaned in to chat with her. Always his hand would rest just above her knee on the inside of her thigh. Carol seemed not to notice so David said nothing.

He was drinking from carols glass from time to time, always making sure it was from where Carol had left a lipstick ring on the rim, and occasionally he would pick her cigarette up from the astray and smoke it.

David went to the mens room, from his cubicle he could hear Wayne and one of the other husbands talking, and he nearly let them know he was there until he heard the other man say that he thought carol looked stunning.

He heard Wayne say “Oh yes, If I’m lucky I’ll fuck her tonight, “ both men laughed, Wayne went on “can just imagine my big fat cock sliding into her sweet little pussy, bet she gets so fucking wet”, laughing again.

They left and David came out, a sick feeling starting in his stomach, he had to get carol out of here. He knew she would have no idea about any of what he had heard. They had to get out.

“Don’t be ridiculous David, I’m enjoying myself go and have a walk outside if you’re not feeling well “

David daren’t tell her what he had heard in the men’s room, the last thing he wanted was to cause a scene with so many people around. He had tried telling her he wasn’t feeling well but she wasn’t having any of it. The worst thing was he had to leave alone and follow her suggestion and have a walk to cover up his lie.

He decided to go to their room and lie down, decide what to do.

He ordered a bottle of scotch from room service, deciding to get hammered, just worrying and waiting. Of course nothing would happen, if the man tried, Carol would slap his face, she wasn’t like that, she had never been unfaithful in all their 12 years of marriage. He decided he was worrying for nothing, he laughed to himself. That was it, it was just boasting by Wayne.

He took his drink onto the room’s balcony and sat looking out at the cities lights.

David went inside the room, sitting in the chair deciding to wait for an hour or so and rejoin the party. He must have dozed off because he heard voices outside of the door, it was Carol and a mans voice, he jumped up and for some unexplainable reason decided to hide.

He settled himself inside the built in closet and slid the door to just as he saw the bedroom door open. Carol came in followed by Wayne.

“He’s not here “she said, “Thanks for coming to look for him with me, that was sweet of you Wayne.”

“Happy to help “Wayne replied.

Carol went and stood in front of the dressing table mirror and to David’s horror he saw Wayne lock the door.

Carol, looking in the mirror, slid her lipstick across her lips.

She lit a cigarette and turned to face Wayne

Wayne was standing very close, a smile on his face. “That was nice what you did in the elevator Carol “

“You mean this” she replied, and pecked him on his lips.

“Well that and the other thing too”

“Do it again for me”

Carol smiled at him and holding her dress raised it until David could see her stocking tops.

Wayne looked down between her legs, then leaned to his right and slid his hand onto her stockinged thigh.

Carols face looked mesmerised as she allowed Wayne to slide his hand all the way up her thigh.

“Lift it higher Carol” he said.

She did, David could now clearly see her thong, so could Wayne, David watched as his wife closed her eyes and Wayne cupped her pussy with his large hand.

Lost from his view now, Wayne’s large frame was almost completely covering his view of his wife; David could only imagine what the man was doing between carols legs.

She moaned loudly as David saw Wayne’s arm moving in and out, he imagined the man had his fingers inside her pussy and was fingering her in and out.

With his other hand he undid the strap holding her dress on her right shoulder, the dress fell down exposing Carol’s right breast and nipple which was clearly aroused.

His rough fingers pulled and twisted her nipple sending tremors through her body. She was moving her hips in time to his fingers, pushing back at him.

“We should go Wayne, the others”

He stopped her with his lips, roughly kissing her. David saw his wife open her crimson lips, accepting Wayne’s tongue to lick and slide inside.

His hand left her breast and started to undo his belt and pants. His pants fell to the floor along with his boxers exposing the longest cock David had ever seen.

It wasn’t fully erect yet but was already longer and thicker than his.

David was horrified, his wife was going to be fucked with that monster, it would hurt her, he was sure.

Wayne began to slide carols panties down her thighs, “take them off” he said.

Carol leaned on his chest with her hand and slid the thong down her legs and off one foot, then the other, the material catching on her stiletto.

She freed it and bunching the silk in her palm let them fall to the floor.

David watched, fascinated, the only protection between his beautiful little wife and that monsters huge cock was now lying crumpled on the floor.

Wayne’s hand returned to her now very wet pussy, his fingers immediately slipping inside her making her moan loudly.

Carol spread her legs wider and squatted slightly to allow her lover better access to her cunt.

Her bottom was resting against the edge of the dressing table; David could see where it dug into her creamy white skin. Carol couldn’t move away from where the man had her. David watched Wayne’s cock get harder; her hands were resting against the edge of the table.

Wayne took her cigarette from her and crushed it out, holding her head in his hands he kissed her again, moving forward to let the tip of his un circumcised cock stroke across her thigh.

David watched fascinated as a long trail of pre cum leaked out of the mans cock and trailed across her thigh.

Carol rested her arms on Wayne’s shoulders, Wayne’s cock now stuck out from his body obscenely, curving slightly upwards it looked to be 8” and very very fat.

David watched as he moved closer to his wife.

Sill kissing her, Wayne took his cock in his hand and slid it across her pussy lips, carol moaned into his mouth, David could see her slide her tongue past her crimson lips and search for her lovers tongue.

She held his arm as if to urge him to touch her again.

“I’m going to fuck you” he grunted at her, “I’m going to fuck you and cum in you”

David was now very hard and his hand was stroking along the length of his cock, he would cum soon, he was sure.

Wayne pulled his foreskin back exposing the large purple mushroom head and positioned it at the entrance of carols tight but very wet cunt.

David saw him push forward; the head forced itself in, folding his wife’s pussy lips in with it. He pulled out again and rubbed it along her lips again.

“Oh Christ Wayne, that’s fucking wonderful when you do that”

David had never heard his wife use language like that before.

Wayne pushed again, this time with a hand on carols bottom to hold her in place.

David could practically hear a pop as the mans huge cock opened his wife’s cunt, he saw with horror the cock head disappear inside his wife’s body.

Carol was looking down between her legs, looking where they were joined; she had a strange look on her face, a very dirty grin.

She slid her hands onto Wayne’s bottom and lifted her right leg, hooking it on his hip.

This made her open a bit more and as Wayne pushed, more of his cock slid into her.

She was kissing him again, he started to fuck into her, short stabs, pulling out and pushing further in.

David saw the creamy white ring round the mans cock every time he pulled out.

She was kissing his neck now; Wayne’s only intention was impaling this little slut on his cock. He sucked her tongue, licked her lips, anything to make her wetter and open up for him.

Loud moans were coming from deep within her, Wayne was grunting every time he pushed into her.

“AAAhhhhhhhhhh” he grunted,”Im all the fucking way in you now”

David couldn’t see anymore where they were joined, he could only see a mesh of pubic hair, soft and blonde against course and black.

“Christ you’re sooo fucking tight” Wayne was cursing now with every thrust, carols could only hang on as her body was pushed up against the table from the fucking she was getting from this man.

She lifted her other leg and wrapped it round his waist, she started humping her hips sliding herself up and down this beautiful cock that was very soon going to bring on her first orgasm.

David watched, his own cum now covering his hand, as her high heel shoes crossed behind Wayne’s waist. Wayne was now holding her tight to him, his huge strong arms completely wrapped round her.

Her bare breast jumped up and down at every thrust, Wayne leaned down and started to love bite her breast, she screamed with the pain as he bit and sucked.

David watched as the bruise began to come through.

Wayne was close now, Carol grunted “OOOHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh “as her orgasm washed through her, her lips on his, kissing, tonguing him, giving herself to him. All the time the hard cock fucking her, they kissed through her orgasm.

Wayne gripped her tighter, he grunted an animal growl from deep within himself, David saw his buttock clench, the muscles contracting as the sperm flowed out of the end of his hard cock deep into his wife’s tight wet cunt.

Wayne thrust inside her three more times, short stabs, making sure all his semen was gushing into her.

Then held her tight, his cock still buried deep.

David could see where their pubic hair was matted together with their combined cum.

He watched as his wife’s lovers cum started to leak out past the base of the softening cock.

They kissed deeply, passionately, like lovers.

They stayed locked together for what seemed like hours, kissing, Wayne making slow fucking movements in and out of her, more and more of his cum leaking out and dripping onto the carpet.

Finally she let her legs fall, Wayne’s cock softer now plopped out of her wide open pussy, David saw a large black hole where Wayne’s cock had just been, the entrance brimming with his wife’s lovers semen.

The cum was running down her leg onto her stocking top, she looked down as Wayne wiped the sticky end of his cock on her pubic hair. Carol cupped her hand between her legs and went into the bathroom.

Wayne dressed himself and waited for her, she sat at the dresser and fixed her make up and David watched them kiss one last time and leave.

He couldn’t believe what had just happened, he had just watched another man fuck his wife and he did nothing.

He washed himself and went down to join the others.

They were sat chatting and drinking and carol was smoking. Wayne was sat close to her.

“Here you are darling” she said, kissing David’s lips.

“Drink my friend?” Wayne handed David a large scotch, he seemed to be grinning at him.

“Where were you David” asked carol.

“Asleep on the balcony of our room, but I had a really weird dream, I dreamt you were fucking another man in our room and I could do nothing to stop you. But the thing is I loved it.”

Carol smiled and glanced over at Wayne.

They got up to dance.

David saw the love bite on her breast; he could smell the sex on her, his hand between her legs confirmed what he already knew.

Her pussy was very wet and slippery and very open.

He looked at her and smiled.

“Anytime you want to carol, its ok with me. As long as you come back to me and I get what’s mine.”

She kissed him and smiled, already planning her next fuck with Wayne or anyone else she wanted.

A co-worker’s wife comes in at a party with her hubby. She wears light black thigh highs, open toe heels with a black glossy touch, a thin, silver ankle band around her left ankle, loosely hung black silk one-piece barely on her shoulders, with her brunette hair done up with some strands naturally falling on the back of her neckline. It is apparent she wore her bra insider her dress, yet it is quite thin and lacy that both the bra’s lacy texture and semi-erected nipples are lightly resembling on the surface of her thin garment.

And as my passionate, intense and lusty gaze follows her physique, movements, and expressions: lifting of her index and pinkie when she picks up a wine glass, and her playful nudge on the edge of the glass. Crossing of her legs, exposing her thighs up the level her thigh high’s upper bands are slightly exposed… and a useless attempt to pull her skirt down while it rides back up immediately. Her toes intermittently rubbing each other as her ankle lightly bounce up and down with her heel hanging just on her toes. Occasional brushing of hair and touching of her neck with her long fingers down her neckline to her collarbones… and the middle point of her breasts. A very subtle movement of her tongue wetting her already moisture lips, parted slightly.

Added to this, even from a distance, I can see her breathing a little heavily after noticing my intense gaze on her, and stealing my gaze while biting her lower lip lightly. But the presence of her hubby keeps her next to her.

As the night deepens and the party gets wilder, most of them are drunk–including her hubby … and finally she excuses herself for a restroom from her already-unconscious hubby’s side. As she makes her way up the stairway, she looks at me briefly but turns her gaze instantly away from me, going up her way.

Unnoticeably, I follower her up the stairs … already some couples are making out in the hallways, not looking up from the act of mischievousness they are engaged in. I see a glimpse of her movement going into the restroom located in the master bedroom of the host, who is also quite merry and drunken and occupied with some silly conversations in the downstairs couches.

I go in to the bedroom, sensing her presence in the bathroom across the bed, and lock the bedroom door behind us. It is a daring movement … what if she refuses me? What if one of her acquaintances begins to look for her while we are here together? But her beauty and presence totally intoxicates my reasoning and initiates a desire driven act from the deep down my heart.

Now, I hear her flushing the toilet as I approach the slightly unclosed bathroom door, unbuttoning my shirt, revealing my well-defined chest. There she is just fixing her underwear … she is wearing a tiny black silk thong, barely covering her front …. and pulls her skirt down, leaning toward the mirror, fixing her lip lines.

I open the door and step into the bathroom, my body right behind her … our eyes meet through the mirror, both facing front. She seems instantly frozen and shocked, not making any movement… .yet her eyes change from a state of being shocked to expectant desire .. .and then she inhales a short, gulping gasp.

This is a sign enough for me to throw my arm around her thin waist, pulling her hips toward my bulged front, and the other hand sliding under her right arm, gently yet firmly squeezing her right breast over her garment …feeling her nipple erecting even harder under my pressing palm.

A weak protest of “no” comes out of her opened lips, yet I feel her grinding herself rhythmically on the huge bulge of my pants, as my two hands already uncovered her gorgeous, white breasts with pink nipples, protruding so hard … as if they would be popped if touched. My lips and tongue are already heavy on her neckline and the backline down to her bare shoulder. Her dress fell down to her waist level, while its bottom portion in the back area is rubbed up to the top of her now exposed white hips. Her bras have a snap in the front middle, opened now, hanging loosely by arms supporting her upper body by leaning on the sink slightly.

No … this is insa … ahhh. As she makes another protest and tries to deny what her body passionately reacts to, my right hand, gliding down her flat stomach over the front of her thong, my middle and ring fingers smoothly follow through the thin line of the silk thong, locating her wet spot. She cannot even finish the word, insane. We can’t do this … I am marri … huhgh. As she tries to attempt another verbal protest, my experienced fingers pulls the thin portion of her thong’s bottom to the side, and dips a half of my middle finger into her wetness. And no, she cannot even finish the word, married, this time.

Using my other hand, I pull down her thong from the top of her hips. There is a slight protest of her hips, wiggling, but as her body instantly reciprocates with my fingers applying intricate techniques to her clit and wet pussy, she is actually helping herself out by her thong is pull down to the bottom of the hips. Then I switch the hand, using my left, gliding into her wet middle portion where my right hand fingers are working on and continues the stimulation. And my right hand pulls the front portion of her thong down to the middle of her thigh.

The view is even more erotic at this point. Her bare white hips, exposed with a slight openness, her lacy black thong tucked in the middle of her beautiful thighs covered with elegant black thigh highs, her thin black garment down on the bathroom floor, loosely wrapped around her feet, partly stepped on by her bare left feet, which was on its toes, balancing her right feet still with a heel on, her arched back with a lot of her brunette hair strands fallen down. In the mirror, her head is tilted to the left side, eyes half closed, glittering lips wide opened, and her breasts are protruded out to the front, fully exposed.

As I turn her around, her bras fall down to the floor as well, she stands in front of her hubby’s co-worker, violating her lustfully, fully exposed body except for her thigh highs on her legs. But this time, there is no resistance. My lips rush to hers, and my tongue immediately finds its way into her mouth … her tongue entangles with mine passionately. She wraps her arms around my neck, and pulls down my shirt. While I hurriedly unbuckles my belt, letting my pants and under garment fall down by her dress, our thighs also entangles rubbing each other’s erogenous zones with the upper portions of each other’s thighs. My chest is pressed by her breasts, and our breaths are lustfully mixed in each other’s mouth. The texture feeling of her thigh high, rubbing my cock, is absolutely heavenly, and she desperately rubs her wet pussy on my right thigh, lined and developed by an intense muscular exercise.

I pull her toward me, moving ourselves all the way to the bed and as we fall together on the bed, her hair is completely undone. I pose myself on top of her, still kissing passionately, and spread her legs apart and … slowly ease my hardened cock into her wet pussy. She begins to moan … and as I further enter her deeper, she wraps her stocking legs around my waist. And I ease my 9 inches completely in her as her pussy is amazingly tightened, wrapped around it.

She begins to pant heavily, making continuous erotic moans, occasional cries, her mouth wide opened as I begins to pump her pussy with my thick rod. At each deep penetration, I feel a new wave of wetness, juicing out of her pussy, and at each light penetration, her moaning becomes heavier.

I push her thighs even wider apart and push them up, exposing her bottom completely to my view… she seems to be even more excited by that. Her thigh highs’ black laces make a delicate contrast with the uncovered portions of her white upper thighs, leading up to her well-trimmed pussy. And on her left ankle, a thin silver strap glitters dimly by the toned down room light, and on her right ankle, her soaked wet black silk thong still hanging. Visual images added up by audible excitement, makes me even more vigorous…. and I begin to thrust into her harder and harder. And at each rate, her body becomes stiffer and her back arched even more intensely. Her hips so perfectly bangs down to the root of my 9 inches … so tight and so eager.

Oh, no… oh, god … ahhhh … ahhh … harder … harder … she cries. And the room is echoed with a noise of her heavy breath and a sound of thudding, wet poundings of hard penetration of my cock into her wetness. Soon as I feel her entire body shivers with overwhelming orgasms … a series of orgasms, rushing over her entire being from the toe end to the head top, I burst my cum into her wetness, totally losing controls. She feels a warm liquid bursting within her, and another wave of orgasm overwhelms her.

I collapse on top of her … our mouths an inch away from each other, still breathing heavily at each other’s face. Our body covered with sweats. Her face is so beautiful. So erotically beautiful, it is. And my cock hardens again as a new plan begins to form in my mind.

I go to the top of her, my knees under her armpits… her hands on top of her. My left hand begins to masturbate my hard cock, circumcised, vain protruding around, glittering with the mixture of her cum and mine. And my cock’s head is pointing toward her breasts and face. My right hand is massaging gently of her abused clit and pussy.

As I begin to work on it, it becomes clear to her what I am up to. Her eyes become wondering, shocked… but soon filled with wanton desire of lust. My cock becomes redder and bigger with my intense movement up and down, and she begins to open her mouth, wantonly. Not long after, I shoot another huge load of white wads toward her face. It bursts out over her breasts, her face, into her mouth, over her lips and tongue and her eyes. Her pussy becomes even wetter as her bottom reacts desperately to my moving hand, and she gasps with excitement again.

Then, I ease down my cock into her mouth… let her suck it for a while, holding down her head toward my cock, thrusting it gently into her warm mouth. She begins to suck it so hard… her tongue moves so delicately, her lips tight around… I begin to shoot another round of cum, this time directly into her mouth and throat. I cum so much … even heavier than the other two, it fills up all her mouth. She could not hold it all, and begins to pull her head away from my cock. But this time, I force my cock even deeper into her mouth, all the way back to her throat, holding her head tight, giving her but a choice to swallow most of it… only some portion of white cum are drooling down the side opening of her lips. That could not be helped anyway. It made her look even more erotic … even sluttish. Moaning heavily, she swallows it… and sucks it hard.

As I pull my cock out of her mouth, she desperately kisses the head of my cock as if she want some more. We eye each other… and kiss deeply.

We both know that we breached a line we should not have breached. But also known is that there is no way we can break away from this lustful encounter.

Realising the time we spent, she hurriedly picks up her garments from the floor, goes into the restroom and cleanses herself. And I dress up quickly, and check the outside. They are still talking and still so drunk. About an hour has passed, and no one notices our absence. Her husband fast asleep on the couch.

She comes down later, people asking her where she’s been. She just says that she lied down on the bed upstairs and took a little nap. No one questions her anymore. It often happens. And she looks at me … meaningfully.

A few minutes later, as I was drinking water in the kitchen, she carefully comes to my side and places a thin garment in my hand. It was her thong, still wet from our encounter up there.

You are bad, she says with an awkward smile. A pause. Let’s meet again, I say. When? And she looks around to see no one’s around. Tomorrow. I know where you live. She nods. After my hubby leaves, ok? A little smile. And we quickly kiss … our tongues meet instantly and depart. An abrupt separation.

She walks away to her hubby’s side again. She turns herhead back again toward me … We will meet again tomorrow. Another day of lust and passion waits.

As I was hanging out my washing, Mary, my elderly neighbour called me over.

“I don’t really know how to tell you this, but my son is coming to stay with us, on Wednesday.” she muttered.

“That’ll be nice for you. I didn’t know that you had a son,” I replied, somewhat in shock.

We’d lived next to Mary and Ron for over two years and they’d never mentioned a son.

“He’s been away,” she continued, “in jail.” The last two words were whispered.

“Oh!” I put my hand over my mouth, “You never said.”

“Well, we were embarrassed, and we didn’t think that he would want to come home, but his parole officer has insisted. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.” Mary was crying now.

Over a cup of coffee, Mary explained that Tony had got in a fight with his girlfriends’ ex and stabbed him. A condition of his early release was that he had to live at home for six months.

My husband was just as shocked, as I was, when I told him the news. We agreed that there was nothing that we could do, but to be civil to him, for Mary and Ron’s sake, and we’d try to keep our young sons away from him.

On the Wednesday evening I watched Mary and Ron arrive home from prison with their son.

He was a ‘man-mountain’! Over six feet tall and he’d obviously spent all of his free time in the gym.

We didn’t see or hear anything from our neighbours over the next few days. Then on the Saturday, when I was hanging out yet more washing, I could hear clanging noises from Ron’s garage. I looked up to see Tony setting up some gym equipment through the open door. When he spotted me, he waved. I smiled and nervously waved back.

Over the next few days I would hear or see him working out whenever I was in my garden or kitchen, when he spotted me he would always wave and flash a very cheeky smile.

On the Wednesday, when I was hanging out the washing (again!), I heard Tony grunting as he lifted his heavy weights.

I looked over to see him lifting some weights above his head, only wearing a pair of tiny shorts. I’d never seen a man that looked so fit. His whole body was full of rippling muscles. He looked like someone off Baywatch, but with cheap tattoos on his arms.

I must have been staring at him for a couple of minutes, because I was startled when he dropped the weights, grinned and went into one of those poses that makes a bodybuilders’ body look like it’s going to explode.

Embarrassed I ran into the house.

The following day I was late for work, and as I ran down the garden path I dropped my keys.

As I bent over to pick them up I heard a car horn ‘toot’. I looked up to see Tony sitting in the drivers seat of a smart BMW.

“Do you need a lift?” he asked.

Flustered, I looked at my watch. A lift would be great – but from him?

“Hmmm,” I mumbled, as I looked at my watch again.

He flashed his shiny smile, “Come on, get in. I won’t bite!” he laughed as he opened the door, “Well, maybe a little nibble!” he said with a cheeky wink.

I got in, and as I turned to pull on the seat belt, I was conscious that my short skirt had risen up my thigh.

“Hey! Hey!” he laughed as he squeezed my thigh; “You really do know how to make a man feel welcome!”

“Stop that!” I shouted as I slapped his hand, “Let me out!”

Still laughing he accelerated the car out of the street.

Each time he changed gear he deliberately stroked my leg.

Terrified, I tried to move to the edge of the seat, but he grabbed my thigh and pulled me back.

“Ha, ha, ha. You’re not frightened of little old me, are you?” He cackled.

“Sort of.” I mumbled.

“I don’t think so.” Tony said, “I’ve seen you watching me. Miss Goody Fucking Two Shoes! You like what you see, don’t you?”

I stared out of the window, trying to ignore him.

“That husband of yours is a bit boring, isn’t he?” he continued, “it’s no wonder that you’ve been flashing your little knickers for me.”

“I have not!” I retorted, as we stopped at some traffic lights.

“Yes you have. Every time you bend over, you flash your pants. You know you do! And don’t get me started about what you put on your washing line.” He laughed, as he began stroking the outside of my thigh, “My favourites are the pink ones. Have you got them on now?” He asked as he lifted up the front of my skirt and turned his head to look at the crotch of my knickers.

I was so frightened I felt unable to stop him.

“ Black and see through! I can’t see much bush either. You are a little minx, aren’t you!” He whispered into my ear, as I straightened my skirt, “Miss Goody Fucking Two Shoes? I don’t think so!”

“Why are you calling me that?” I asked, with tears in my eyes.

“My Mam has told me all about you and your ‘perfect’ husband- Mr. Boring, and your ‘perfect kids, and you – Miss Fucking Perfect!”

“This is where I need to get out?” I whispered as he pulled up outside of the office where I work.

“I know.” He winked as he leant over me, touching my breasts, as he opened my door.

As I moved to get out, he grabbed my leg, “Don’t I get a little kiss?” he asked as he stroked my thigh again.

“Piss off!” I hissed, as I slammed the door and ran across the pavement.

Once inside I locked myself in the toilet. I was trembling with fear. I couldn’t believe what that man had just done to me and I’d done nothing to stop him.

I couldn’t concentrate, all day. My head was in a spin. Was he right about me flashing my panties at him? I love wearing hipster jeans and that is one of the consequences, but I’d not do it on purpose – would I? Also, I’d honestly, never thought about hanging my underwear on the line in the garden. After all who would see them apart from Mary and my husband.

Of course things were different now, because I had a red blooded, ex-convict living next door, who hadn’t seen a woman for two whole years.

The following morning, at the same time, Tony was waiting for me at the bottom of our street.

His car door swung open, “Get in.” he ordered.

I looked around, to see if anyone that I knew was watching. There wasn’t, so I slid into the passenger seat. Without saying a word, he sped off.

“Enjoy the ride yesterday?” he laughed.

“Not really.” I grumbled, as I tried to squeeze my legs together.

Stupidly (?) I’d worn the same skirt as yesterday, so when I turned to grab the seat belt my skirt rose up my calf.

“ I think that you’re telling a little white lie.” Tony told me as he stroked my leg with one of his fingers.

“Just drive.” I instructed, as I folded my arms across my chest.

Laughing at me, he said, “I bet you’re wearing those little pink pants today. Can I have a look?”

“No.” I told him gruffly.

“No – you’re not wearing pink? No – I can’t look? Or no – you’re not wearing any?” he asked as his hand touched my knee when he changed