Normal is a frequently used word, yet a word whose exact meaning is as elusive as the term, perverse. What those two words imply seems to vary from nation to nation, from community to community, from person to person.
Among one African tribe it is considered obscene to expose one's back to others. In many Eskimo communities it is the height of hospitality for a man to offer his wife to a guest.
Sheri Bortner outwardly appears to be an average American wife and mother, yet behind the scenes she behaves in ways many would consider abnormal and perverse.
HOT MOM NEXT DOOR--a novel of major interest to any who hope to find and define their own standards of correct behavior. The story of one woman seeking to resolve her moral conflicts and find inner happiness.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Sheri Bortner was seated on the couch in her living room, rubbing her hand over her pussy mound. She always felt so hot and horny in the afternoon. To her that was always the best time to fuck. But it was also the time her husband Dan would be the least interested, even if he wasn't at work in his hardware store.
She could feel her cunt oozing moisture and the crotch of her panties getting damp. When she had no sooner decided to go upstairs, lay naked on the bed and finger herself to a satisfying orgasm, there was a knock on the door.
"Damn!" she muttered, getting up to answer it.
"Hi, Sheri," said the tall, brown-haired man who stood grinning at her.
"Bill Anderson!" Sheri exclaimed. "Come in."
"I hope I haven't stopped by at a bad time," said Bill.
"Very bad," she replied, closing the door behind him. "All my housework is caught up and I was sitting here twiddling my thumbs, wondering what to do this afternoon. Now that you're here, I may talk your ear off."
He grinned as she led him into the living room and waved him toward the couch. Sheri seated herself beside him. She was quick to notice that Bill seemed to appreciate her legs. He had trouble taking his eyes away from them. The fact that her light, cotton skirt was up around her thighs and she had made no effort to pull it down, may have helped to catch his interest.
"My wife is making a messenger boy out of me, until we get the phone hooked up," he said. "Dora told me stop and ask you if you and Dan would like to come over Saturday night.
"We'd love to."
She moved closer to him, so he could inhale her pleasant, delicate scent. He was already acutely aware of her strong sex appeal. He looked like he was almost tingling with desire for her.
"Good," he said, "We'll look forward to seeing you." His eyes glanced again at her thighs, then up to the half smile playing about her lips. "Well then, I guess I'll be--"
"Not so fast," said Sheri. "Don't rush off on me. You just got here. Will you have a drink?"
"No. No thanks--"
"Nothing?"
She was angling for a pass. He knew it and she was aware that he knew. Her glances were warm and utterly teasing. He slid his hand along the backrest of the couch, behind her shoulders.
"Well... there is something."
"Name it," she said.
Then his other hand touched her knee and moved up along her bare thigh, to the hem of her skirt. When his hand moved up under her skirt and he fingered the warm, moist crotch of her panties, she gave him a lewd smile.
"You're an excellent messenger boy. You got my message without any trouble at all."
"You were giving out some pretty strong signals," he said.
His mouth pressed onto hers. Sheri responded quickly, her tongue darting forth to meet his, her arms entwining about his neck. The kiss went on and on.
When they finally came up for air, Sheri let out a deep sigh. "You don't waste any time, do you?"
"My God," he replied. "For a whole week I've thought of nothing else but seeing you. I thought I'd never get the chance to be alone with you." He clamped his mouth onto hers again and they went into another tight clinch. They held on until Sheri's hips were writhing and she made soft, whimpering sounds.
She pulled her mouth away from his and panted for breath. "I don't think my husband... would appreciate... what's taking place."
"I don't believe you're too concerned about it," said Bill.
Sheri laughed softly. "No... I'm not."
His mouth clamped onto hers once more and he kept it there while he removed her blouse and then her bra. His face plunged down onto her bare tits and Sheri let out a little shriek of delight as he teased her nipples with his tongue. They stiffened as he took them in his mouth. He sucked them until Sheri's shapely ass was writhing and squirming on the couch. She was breathing hard when she pulled at his head, taking his mouth away from her tit.
"Darling, I can't take much more of that," she gasped.
His hand reached for the fastening of her skirt but she stopped him.
"No. Not here... Let's go upstairs, to the bedroom."
In the bedroom Bill pulled off his shirt, shoes and socks. When he pushed down his trousers and undershorts, Sheri gaped.
"Ohhhhh--you really do mean business."
"Did you think I was just playing?" he asked, thrusting his cock toward her, so her fingers could close around it.
She laughed softly. "I hope you are. I would hate to think that you considered this a chore."
He pushed her skirt and panties all the way down to her ankles. With her hand on his shoulder, Sheri steadied herself as she lifted one leg, then the other, taking her sandals off along with the garments. He sat her on the edge of the bed. She lay back, spreading her legs open and he went down on his knees between them. She felt his hot breath on her flesh as his mouth went onto her furry cunt.
"Ohhhhh, yes! I was hoping you would do that to me."
"You like having your pussy eaten?"
"I love it. But I don't get much of it. Dan doesn't like to get his mustache all sticky."
"You'll get plenty of it from now on, as often as we can get together," Bill promised. "I love eating pussy. My wife, Dora, would have kicked me out long ago, except she couldn't get along without me eating her cunt all the time."
"Why would Dora even consider kicking you out?" asked Sheri.
"She's caught me several times, fucking a few of her girl friends."
"And Dora and I are getting to be such good friends. Oh God... "
He looked into her eyes from his crouching position and Sheri saw the heated passion that was there. He stared at her naked body, at the nipple-capped mounds of her jiggling tits, at her slender waist and nicely formed hips, then his gaze returned to her red-haired pussy mound and the moist pink gash that was inviting him.
When he thrust his tongue between her slickened cuntlips, Sheri let out a shriek and bounced on the bed, clutching at his head with her hands. Her delicate female scent wafted up into his nostrils and spurred him on.
"Mmmmmm, you smell good," he murmured. "I love the smell that comes from between the legs of a hotly aroused woman."
Sheri believed him. He was wallowing in it.
It was all she could do to hold still while he crouched between her thighs and lapped at the sensitive parts of her heated and aroused cunt.
"Oh darling... that's nice!"
He licked enthusiastically at her tender moist flesh, causing her to whimper and moan. She had both hands on his head, keeping him at his chosen task.
"I knew it," she squealed. "I could tell the first time I met you, that you'd do this to me if you got the chance. Well, this is your chance, lover. Go to it."
She hugged his head with her hands and thighs, wriggling her ass at the same time and shrieked out in her happiness.
Bill raised his head and looked around.
"Oh, don't worry," Sheri panted. "There's nobody around to hear us. We can yell as loud as we like."
Her hands drew his wet face back to the source of that wetness.
"Mmmph," muttered Bill, his words muffled.
"Suck it, darling. Oh, your tongue feels so good. Yes... that's it. So nice... Take your time, dear. We have all afternoon to be alone together. Plenty of time for you to do a good job on my pussy."
Her finders tightened in his hair. Her thighs pressed more firmly around his head. If he expected her to have a climax, she surprised him. She had several. As one subsided, she slipped into the next one. After the fourth or fifth, she sprawled limply on the bed panting and gasping, her arms flung out, her legs hanging over the side of the bed.
He climbed onto the bed with her and it didn't take her long to come back to life. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, covering his face, neck and chest with hot, wild kisses.
"Darling, that was so sweet," Sheri said in an excited whisper. "It was so sweet I could hardly stand it. God, do you ever taste of pussy."
"That's how Dora catches me all the time," said Bill. "She kisses me and she can tell if it isn't hers."
"It's too bad she feels that way," said Sheri. "God, if you were my husband and you did wonderful things like this to my pussy all the time, I wouldn't care who else you fucked.
"Now that's the right attitude to have," said Bill, his fingers diddling Sheri's cunt, "I wish you'd talk to her and get her to see it that way. It's hard on the nerves, never knowing when she's going to catch me, while I'm making out with some lovely dish, like I am right now."
"You poor dear," said Sheri. "But don't you worry. She won't come here. Come on and fuck me now. I want to feel that beautiful, hard prick of yours up in me."
He plunged his cock right in. Her cunt was so wet and open that--snug fit through it was--he made it all the way in on the fourth jab. Sheri planted her feet firmly on the bed, to give herself better leverage, then she lifted her wriggling ass up off the mattress, each time he thrust into her.
Bill pressed right up against her, until his big, hairy balls were resting in the open crack of her ass, just to show her how deep he could go.
She pulled his face down onto hers and her tongue shot up into his mouth. Her arms held him there, her legs around his back. Then she really went into action and for the next several minutes, all Bill could do was to keep a tight hold on the cheeks of her humping ass as best he could.
Any man could take only so much of that and Bill wasn't any different. His cock jerked and spurted. His fluids gushed up into her. Just as it flooded her, Sheri let loose with the wildest orgasm a woman could have. It took a good ten minutes for them to get back to normal.
As soon as they got their energy back, they went at it again. He was even hornier than her son, Ricky.
It was truly a glorious afternoon.
The only sour note to it was when Sheri looked at the clock on the dresser.
"Bill, darling, I hate to tell you this, but it's time for me to begin thinking about starting supper. My husband and my teenage son will be home soon." Bill got the picture. He rolled off of the bed and got into his clothes. Grinning, he leaned over the bed and kissed her.
"You'd better not let your husband see you like that. You look like you just got laid."
She stretched and gave a deep, contented sight. "I feel so good, I hate to move."
At the bedroom doorway, he said, "Well, I'll see you."
"You'd better," Sheri told him. "Don't forget, we're very close friends."
CHAPTER TWO
"Hello. Sheri? This is Anna next door."
Sheri smiled as she held the phone to her ear. "Hi, Anna. What's your problem?"
"What gives you the idea I have a problem?" said Anna.
"I can hear it in your voice," said Sheri. "Now what have you been up to?"
"You weren't supposed to know I had a problem until after I made my sales pitch. I have a Women's Club meeting I have to go to tonight.
Scott also has a lodge meeting and we can't get a baby-sitter. He doesn't want to miss it and I absolutely have to be at the meeting. Scott told me to call you and see if you would be our baby sitter this one time."
"Well, it just so happens that I don't have anything planned for tonight," said Sheri. "Of course. I will."
"Oh, that's wonderful!" said Anna, delight sounding in her voice. "I really hate to impose on you this way."
"It's no imposition," said Sheri. "Dan won't be home until late and my son Ricky is going out. I'll be all alone here anyway."
"The baby won't be any bother," said Anna. "I'll have him in bed before you get here and he always sleeps right through."
"Fine, Anna. I'll see you tonight."
* * *
"It's very sweet of you to baby-sit for us, Sheri, on such short notice," said Anna as she and her husband Scott were about to leave.
"I'm happy to do it," said Sheri. "What are neighbors for?"
"Come on," said Scott. "We have to go."
He explained to Sheri that he was dropping Anna off at the Women's Club, then going on to the lodge meeting. Then they were gone and Sheri settled down on the couch to read.
About twenty minutes later, Sheri went upstairs and looked in on the youngster. Satisfied that he was sleeping peacefully, she came out into the hall and closed the door behind her. She turned and was startled to see Scott Hogan coming along the carpeted hallway toward her.
"Oh, Scott. Did you forget something?"
"I came back for something I wanted," he told her with an engaging grin. "I dropped Anna off at the Women's Club and came straight back here."
Sheri thought it strange that he was no longer wearing his sport coat or his shirt. He was bare from the waist up. He was also without his shoes and socks. It didn't look to Sheri like he was going out again, right away.
"Wha--what did you come back to get?" Sheri asked.
"You, baby," he said, grinning at her.
Sheri saw the look in his eyes and she knew right away what he had on his mind. He moved closer to her, so close she could feel his huge, stiff prick inside the thin material of his pants, pressing up against her. His arms went around her and he kissed her hotly.
She squirmed and tried to get away from him; but he pressed her up against the wall and held her there with his body. His mouth found hers again, his tongue darting into her mouth. In spite of the suddenness of it, Sheri was thrilled and excited. His hard prick pressed against her, rubbing against her pubic mound.
"Scott, stop it!" she gasped. "Please stop. I'd better go home--"
"You're not going anywhere, baby. Except into the bedroom. We're gonna fuck!" he said, his voice harsh with lust. "God, I've wanted to fuck you, ever since you moved in next door a month ago."
"No!" Sheri gasped. "You have to get back to your lodge meeting. They'll miss you."
"There is no lodge meeting," said Scott. "That was just something I dreamed up, so I could get you over here, while Anna was at the Women's Club."
"Oh!"
He paid no further attentions to her protest and rubbed his prick against her harder, his tongue darting into her mouth again. His hands on her tits sent thrills all through her and her pussy lips began to moisten, Sheri couldn't help responding to the feel of Scott's hard cock rubbing against her. He was twenty-eight and a handsome, rugged man. He turned her on. Each time she saw him mowing his law, she had sexual fantasies about him. She wondered what his prick felt like, how it would feel if he shoved it up into her, right to his balls.
"What about your wife, Anna?" asked Sheri excitedly, when he finally took his mouth away from hers. "What if she comes home and catches us?"
"She won't," he assured her, giving her a lewd grin. "She'll be at the Women's Club for a good three hours. We have lots of time to do what we want to do."
He pulled her skirt up over her ass, then pushed her panties down to her knees. They dropped to her ankles and Sheri stepped out of them, while his hands moved all over her bare ass. His finger explored the crevice between the firm cheeks. He kissed her again.
"Oh, baby!" he mumbled against her mouth. "I've wanted to get my prick into you since the first day I saw you."
Quickly he undid his belt and zipper, then pushed down his pants and undershorts. The next thing Sheri knew, the solid head of his cock was nudging her moist cuntlips.
"Ohhhhh, that feels nice," Sheri sighed. "It's so hard!"
Scott bent his knees, getting his cock in under her, pointing it at just the right angle to go up into her. Suddenly Sheri gasped and went up on her tip toes as the bone-hard prick thrust upward. His hands grasped the firm, rounded cheeks of her ass, his fingers digging into her smooth flesh, as his cock went in deeper.
Sheri tightened her arms around his neck as inch by inch, his solid cock worked its way up into her cunt. She humped him as hard as she could, standing with her legs wide apart, trying to make his entrance into her as easy as she could.
"Oh, Scott," she murmured in his ear. "I'm glad there was no lodge meeting. I really wanted this. I wanted to feel your prick inside me."
"I figured you did, baby," he said, grinning. "The way you always looked at me, I was sure you wanted my cock. I can tell when a sweet woman like you is in a mood to fuck."
"Do it to me, honey. Fuck me."
"I will," he said. "I'm going to spend the whole evening, fucking you right out of your mind." Sheri let out a gasp of delight, as he drove all the way up her cunt. She could feel his balls pressing up against her. She hopped up and down, her ass wriggling and twisting. Her fluttering hands caressed his face as she eagerly kissed him.
He grinned at her. "You're really hot for my prick, aren't you, baby?"
"Ohhhhhh, yes!"
"Who's been looking after your cunt, Sheri?
Just your husband? No wonder you need a little help."
"Scott--"
"Why don't you let that son of yours give you a little? He's a big, strapping kid. He could look after you good. If he was getting what he wanted from his mother, he wouldn't have to fuck half the girls in the neighborhood."
"Oh!"
Scott laughed. "It's true. I don't expect you to admit it. But I'd never tell. I wouldn't want it breezed around that I'm fucking you either. I do a lot of business with your husband's hardware store. I wouldn't want to lose it."
Scott worked his cock back and forth in her cunt faster and faster. Sheri could tell he was about to shoot his load into her, but he wasn't getting ahead of her. She could feel her orgasm about to let loose.
He pressed her to the wall as he drove his prick in and out of her, making her body shake and her tits jiggle with each thrust.
Again and again he drove it to her, almost lifting her up off her toes. Sheri gasped excitedly with each thrust of his prick. She let herself go, enjoying every inch of his solid, pounding cock. So hard and long, so thick and so good. She was ecstatic. He really knew how to fuck and she loved it. His hard prick thrilled her, plowing back and forth in her cunt.
It was all Sheri needed, her son and a loving neighbor to give her a little extra-marital fucking and she would be the happiest, most contented housewife in the whole community.
"Oh, baby!" Scott gasped. Suddenly his prick was spurting its flow of hot liquid up into her, filling her.
Sheri was ready for it. It set off her orgasm and she went wild as she frantically clung to him, her cunt impaled on his spurting prick.
They held onto each other, panting and gasping-, leaning against the wall for support. Finally, his deflated cock slipped from her throbbing, wet pussy and he grinned at her.
"That was good... for getting better acquainted," he said as he stepped out of his pants and undershorts.
Sheri thrilled at the sight of his handsome, naked body. He undid the zipper on her skirt and let it drop to her feet. Then he took off her blouse and her bra.
Sheri was quick to notice what the sight of her naked body was doing to him. His dangling prick quivered and raised right up. She could feel her juices and his, oozing out of her cunt and dribbling down her inner thighs, while Scott gazed lustfully at her luscious, bare tits.
His fingers closed around each firm, freckled globe, then he leaned over and licked the smooth flesh of each quivering mound. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and his lips and tongue worked on it until Sheri was so hot again she was ready for anything. He slipped his arms around her and guided her along the hall.
"The bedroom will be more comfortable," he said softly, "for our next fuck."
Inside his bedroom--his and his wife Anna's--they stood by the side of the bed. He held her in his arms, kissing her with lust and passion. Sheri responded to his attentions with equally lusty fervor. She loved the feel of his hands on her bare ass. She pressed herself against him eagerly, rubbing her wet pubic mound against his quivering cock.
His hands applied a gentle downward pressure on her shoulders.
"Go down on your knees, Sheri," he said softly, "and take my prick in your mouth."
Without needing any coaxing, Sheri went down in front of his waiting cock. After all, she'd already gone this far. It was still wet from his juices and hers, but what the hell. She'd sucked other cocks in this condition, all through high school and nearly sixteen years of marriage. The taste was very pleasant to her. A faint smile crossed her lips. The truth was--if she cared to admit it--that she loved sucking a cock. Among her sexual pleasures, it ranked right up there along with having her pussy eaten, and getting fucked.
She opened her mouth and took it in.
"That's it, sweetheart," said Scott happily. "Show me how you suck cock."
Sheri's first impulse was to indignantly deny that she'd ever done this kind of thing before, then decided that it was a waste of time. Besides, it was difficult to tell him anything with her mouth full. She glanced up at him and saw him grinning down at her.
"You have a good reputation in this town, Sheri," he said. "A respectable married woman who doesn't play around. But you enjoy getting fucked and you like taking a prick into your mouth. You didn't get to like it this much, just from doing it with your husband. You've been getting a little on the side all along, haven't you?" He held her head firmly in both hands and Sheri was glad she didn't have to answer those questions. His fingers entwined in her titian hair. His wet prick went further into her mouth, until she had trouble breathing. It was so hard and so wet, that it forced her mouth open wider. It moved to the back of her throat. His balls rubbed against her chin, and her head rocked in rhythm to his prick going back and forth in her mouth.
"Oh God, baby!" he groaned. "How I'd wanted to shove my prick into that sweet mouth of yours. Now it's there!"
Sheri inhaled as hard as she could, her lips making sounds of wet smacking on his prick. Her lips closed around his solid shaft and she could feel the pulsing veins in his cock with her tongue. Holding her head firmly with his hands, Scott humped his hips back and forth.
"Get ready, baby," he said in a shaky voice. "I'm about ready to shoot! Swallow it. Suck up every drop!"
She slid the throbbing prick back from her mouth, keeping the head of it inside her closed lips, and she sucked for all she was worth.
"That's it, baby! Suck it!"
He let loose with a sudden burst of hot liquid that threatened to fill her mouth. Sheri swallowed as fast as she could. Somehow she managed to stay ahead of the jetting torrent, swallowing it all until the spurting ceased.
Still holding her head in his hands, Scott held her still, so he could fuck her lips.
"Ahhhhhh baby, your mouth is just like your sweet, little cunt," he said, panting for breath. "Milk it for me, sweetheart. Ahhhh... you sweet lovely cunt!"
His words really turned her on. Sheri lost herself in the blow job she was giving him. His cum was so pleasant and so hot, she wanted more of it. Her fingers caressed his pulsing shaft, squeezing and milking it gently. More spurts shot from his prick, but each dribble was less and less. She sucked hard, making slurping sounds with her lips.
Taking his prick out of her mouth, she licked the full length of it. Then she licked his balls.
"You really love it, don't you, Sheri?" he panted.
"I love it. I love your prick," she admitted.
"You and I are going to get along just fine," he said. "We both like to sneak a fuck on the side. This is just the beginning for us, baby."
She didn't let go of his prick at all. Instead, she kept a firm grip on his shaft, gently jerking it off.
"God, you really know how, Sheri. You are a natural when it comes to sucking a cock."
Sheri looked up and saw a happy grin on his face. Then his hands on her head pushed her face between his legs. He raised up on his toes, to get his hairy balls over her open mouth. Sheri got the message. She opened her lips wide, trying to get his balls into her mouth. She sucked and licked on his hairy sac while she gently went on jerking his prick. She could feel it quickly come to life.
"That's enough, baby," he said with an excited grin as he helped her to her feet. "You've got my prick in good shape. Get onto the bed now and we'll fuck!" Sheri lost no time in getting onto the bed and spreading her legs. She moaned with delight as he climbed on top of her. Then she felt a blunt pressure against her moist slit as he pushed his hips forward. His big prick was ramrod stiff and the thrill of having it pressing against her pussy lips again, sent tremors all through her.
Pushing her knees out to spread her legs even further apart, Scott shoved forward. His cock was suddenly wrapped tightly with warm quivering cunt flesh. The solid head of his prick was in her cunt as he grinned down at her.
"Aaaggghhh!" she groaned happily as his prick went deeper. She felt her cuntlips stretching to receive the iron-hard cock moving into her. It felt like she was impaled between her legs on his wonderful prick. Having gained his entrance to her cunt, Scott began to give her more and more. Sheri thrilled with anticipation at having it all. Moaning with lust, she squirmed her body beneath him.
"Oh, darling! It feels so good inside me." Sheri murmured against his cheek. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him wildly while he fucked her.
Her tightly clasping cunt flesh around his prick excited him tremendously and Sheri fully intended to excite him even more.
The agitated nerves in his cock sent quivering impulses to the tender walls of her cunt which Sheri felt. She made him thrillingly aware she was helping him all she could. Her tight cunt adjusted nicely to his huge size as he shoved deeper into her writhing, squirming body.
"Ohhhhh! Aaaaaggghhhh! Oh Scott, you're big!"
She knew just the right words to say to a man while he was fucking her, to make him feel like he was the world's greatest stud.
She moaned with delight as he grasped one of her tits, rubbing over the stiffened nipple, while his burrowing prick made ripples of pleasure erupt in her hungry pussy.
Her cunt was tight, wonderfully tight. Every man who had ever fucked her, told her that. The glove-like feeling of velvety clinging cunt around Scott's sinking shaft, sent tremors of pleasure to Sheri's brain. Only a few inches of swollen, raging prick remained outside the sucking mouth of her pussy, and he shoved forward with all his strength. The lust-bloated cock plowed into the warm, moist passage, taking his balls up into the crack of her ass, as he sank the full length of it to its maximum depth inside.
"Uuuuuggghhh! Aaaagggglihh!" Sheri shrieked with delight.
"Ohhhh, baby!" Scott groaned.
For an instant Sheri didn't know what hit her. The suddenness of the joyful penetration caught her unprepared. The happy surprise of being so swiftly filled by his wonderful prick made her head spin.
She felt like she was hanging from his prick, suspended from his cock buried deep inside her cunt. She could feel the pulsating head of his prick nudging into her cervix.
With his prick in her right to the hilt, Scott raised up on his knees, to look down and enjoy the sight of her. Sheri writhed in pleasure from having his prick imbedded in her cunt.
She raised her head slightly to look down between their joined bodies. His blond, pubic hair was intertwined with the titian-colored hair around her cunt. It made her heart pound with joy to think that his massive prick was now all the way up inside her.
The insistent pressure of Scott's balls was becoming demanding, and Sheri could tell he was fighting off his desire to cum right then. He was much too thrilled and excited by the pleasure of having his long, hard prick deep in her warm, moist pussy.
She felt him flex the muscles in his throbbing cock, attempting to ward off the growing urgency of his completion. Sheri felt it and moaned with delight. Her eyes were glassy and dazed from his sudden assault.
He lowered himself down on top of her again, his open mouth pressing onto hers in a tongue-lashing kiss. His hands moved down, grasping her firmly by the cheeks of her lovely shaped ass. Sheri writhed in anticipation. He was going to fuck her for all he was worth.
Pulling his hips back slowly, he withdrew the long, hard shaft of his prick from the depths of her hot cunt, until only the swollen head remained inside. Then with a lunge, he plowed the entire length back into the warmth of her pussy.
"Ohhhh, Scott! Oh God! Yes! Oh yes, yes,, yes!" she chanted, her words in rhythm to the strokes of his prick thrusting into her cunt.
She felt nothing now but intense pleasure. She couldn't comprehend what it was about a hard cock thrusting into her cunt, that made her feel so good she could hardly stand it. It was the same way when any man fucked her. This thought dominated her mind to such an extent she almost missed the thrill of her first waves of her orgasm sweeping over her.
"Oh, darling!" she cried out. "You make me feel really good between my legs."
The tight, slick walls of her cunt seemed to caress his prick each time he shoved his hips forward in a powerful lunge. He was fucking her as fast as he was able.
Sheri's well-formed, sensuous tits quivered and shook from the impact of his cock driving into her. Her titian hair spilled out around her head as she rolled it from side to side. Her eyes were staring blankly, but her tongue was flicking out through her parted lips, a sight that aroused her lover even more.
She felt a vibrant fire of pleasure in her belly, and it quickly became more intense. She was into her orgasm now, thrusting her cunt against his groin, impaled on his deeply submerged prick. At the peak of her orgasmic release, hot flowing liquid gushed from his cock and her shrieks of passion were all but drowned out by his guttural sounds of completion.
She thrust her ass up from the bed, holding it in mid-air for a straining intense moment, then dropped limply onto the mattress.
The instant she closed her eyes, she seemed to be floating on a soft, pillowy white cloud, feeling so happy and good all over. She seemed to wallow in the softness of that beautiful cloud for the longest time, before she began to wonder about her lover. Then she was aware of him, still on top of her. His prick was in her. She felt like she was in two worlds at the same time, on the mattress and on her cloud. She was vaguely aware that Scott's prick was very stiff again and he was fucking her a second time. Or was it a third? It was hard to tell. She didn't really care, it all felt so nice. Yes... she was certain now... it was the third time. Then came another orgasm and she was back on her cloud again. For how long, she couldn't tell.
When Sheri opened her eyes and saw the clock on the dresser, she knew it had been a very long time. She struggled to sit up. Scott was on his knees, between her widely parted legs. He was grinning happily.
Without a word he reached past her to the drawer in the night table and brought out a tube.
CHAPTER THREE
"I guess you know what this is for," said Scott, grinning at her. It was a tube of K Y jelly.
"Oh--oh," said Sheri.
"I use it a lot," he said. "Anna likes to have my prick up her ass."
"That's what I thought," said Sheri.
"Turn over on your hands and knees, Sheri; and I'll show you how we do it."
Sheri sat motionless, staring at his prick and could hardly believe what she saw. It was sticking out from him, pointing at her, huge and solid looking.
"My God!" she exclaimed. "After all that fucking, it's hard again."
"I've waited a long time for a chance to get at you, Sheri," said Scott. "Now that I've got you, I want to make the most of it."
"Wear me out the first night, is more like it," said Sheri, but she didn't sound unwilling.
It was obvious to her she was going to get fucked again, one way or another. So she took up a position on her hands and knees, like Scott told her to.
He got on his knees behind her and laughed as he grabbed her by the ass.
"Now I know for certain you've been getting a prick up your ass," he told her. "And you liked it. You didn't give me any argument at all when I told you to get on your hands and knees."
Sheri realized she'd made a mistake. She should have made a protest, pretended to be frightened, then allow him to coax her into it. But the hell with it. She liked having a prick up her ass. Why pretend she didn't?
Quickly, Scott greased his cock, then taking a thick gob of the cream on his finger, he coated the puckered opening of her asshole with it. He wiped his hands dry, using the bedsheet, then moved closer to her until the head of his stiff prick nudged the crack of her ass. He pressed up tight against her, his cock wedging her cheeks apart. Suddenly, with his prick aimed at her asshole, he grasped her by her hips and shoved toward her.
The force of his sudden movement caused Sheri to slip forward, coming down on her elbows. Her full, firm tits bounced and jiggled back and forth. When he pushed again, her face and tits pressed into the mattress as she fell to the bed, her ass high in the air.
"What are you doing?" she said excitedly.
"This is what I'm doing," Scott answered, with the head of his cock pressing into her asshole. Sheri could feel it moving into her hole, a little at a time. She grunted and squirmed, trying to help all she could. His prick moved in further, while he held her writhing hips in a firm grip.
"Be gentle with me, honey," Sheri said. "You're big.
Scott laughed. "All the women tell me that. But they don't mind taking it."
"In the ass?"
"Quite often."
"Well, if they can do it, so can I," said Sheri, "but go easy, just the same."
"Just relax, baby," he replied, with merriment in his voice. "I'll be careful. You'll really enjoy it. All you neglected housewives need a stiff prick up your ass. It makes you feel appreciated."
As he talked, his prick moved into her another inch. Sheri gasped with delight as his big cock advanced into her tight hole. Her hips rocked back and forth while Scott pushed his prick into her more and more with each thrust.
"Move your ass, baby. Push back against me." Sheri sank back onto his prick, rotating her hips around and around as he slowly worked his throbbing cock deeper into her ass. He reached under her, his hands grasping her jiggling tits, and pressed them flat against her warm body, pinning her with his strong grip. Then he pushed hard and buried his prick deep in her ass, stuffing her hole with his big, pulsating shaft. His huge, hairy balls rubbed against her moist cuntlips while he joyfully humped her.
"Oh, baby," he groaned excitedly. "All those times I've seen you wearing those sexy shorts, I've wanted to shove my prick up your sweet, solid ass. Now it's there! Oh, baby, you feel so good!"
"Ohhhhh! So do you, Scott," Sheri sighed.
All of his big cock was now inside her asshole and Sheri moaned happily. She felt her ass muscles tightening around his cock in a reflex action while he humped her.
Her tits pressed against his eager hands and her nipples were stiff and tingling. It was like he said it would be. Sheri was enjoying the feel of his prick up her ass, that hot, throbbing cock that held her captive, impaling her, pulsating and quivering, seeming to grow bigger with each thrust.
"Oh, Scott," she blurted impulsively. "I love your prick!"
He laughed and leaned over her, his chin resting on her shoulder, and kissed her.
"Since you enjoy my prick in your ass so much, don't you think we ought to meet like this, say once a week, for more of what we're doing right now?"
"Okay, Scott," said Sheri agreeably. "Just so your wife, Anna, doesn't think I'm getting too fond of you."
"Fooling her won't be so easy," he said with a grin. "Anna is no dummy. She knows I'd fuck you, if I had half a chance."
Taking one hand from her tits, Scott move it down until his fingers were teasing her pussy lips. When he had given her a thorough fingering, he played with the stiffened nub of her clit.
Suddenly Sheri shook all over. Warm bursts of pleasure swept over her. Her clit throbbed as Scott gently pinched and rolled it between his fingers. Her orgasm sent waves of joyous sensation all through her and she cried out with the intensity of it.
The quick, jerking movements of her body, sent a long shuddering spasm through Scott. He humped her ass faster and faster.
"Cum in my ass!" Sheri cried. "Fuck me!"
She worked her hips up and down as fast as she could, exerting pressure on his driving prick.
His balls slapped at her cunt each time he thrust into her. Then his prick spurted its load. His cock quivered and jumped inside her undulating ass. Sheri wriggled with each spurt that shot into her. She felt like she didn't ever want it to stop, and she used her ass muscles on his cock to milk it of every last drop.
Sheri's head was on the pillow, with her eyes closed. When she opened them she got quite a shock. She saw the bedroom door open and there stood Anna, watching her husband Scott, fucking their next-door neighbor in the ass.
Sheri gasped and closed her eyes, bracing herself for the explosion she felt sure would follow. But even though she and Scott were caught in the act, she couldn't help enjoying the feeling that Scott's prick in her ass gave her. Nothing else mattered. Scott's prick was too good to give up.
"Well, what have we here?" Sheri heard Anna saying.
"Anna!" said Scott. "I thought you were going to be late at the Women's Club meeting."
"That's obvious," said Anna. "Mary and I got bored with it, so we left. I should have stayed home. It's quite apparent that things haven't been dull around here."
"This isn't what you think," said Scott lamely.
Anna laughed. "With your prick all the way in her ass? The hell it isn't."
"But--"
"I'm disappointed in you, Scott. You have a party and you don't invite me. You're so thoughtless. I have to leave the Women's Club early, to crash a party at my own house."
By this time Sheri found the courage to open her eyes again and was in for another surprise. Anna had taken all her clothes off!
Scott's attractive young wife pulled the pillow out from under Sheri's head and tossed it aside. She climbed onto the bed, sitting her bare ass down above Sheri's head, her legs spread widely apart. Then she slid her blonde-haired cunt up to Sheri's face. "Lick my pussy, Sheri, darling," she said pleasantly. "I want to join the party, too."
Sheri hesitated. "No--I can't. I mean, I've never--"
"Oh. You've never licked a girl's pussy?" said Anna, with superb patience and understanding, considering it was her husband who had his prick up Sheri's rear end. "That's a shame. You should have had a sister to sleep with, like I did. We had so much fun together, after we got into bed at night. We were licking and sucking each other's cunt for the longest time, before our brother started fucking us."
Sheri looked up at her. "Your brother fucked you?"
"Of course, darling. What are brothers for?"
"Well, I--"
"Come on, Sheri. Give me a try. It's only the shape that's different, and the flavor. You eat more than one flavor of ice cream, don't you?"
"Yes... "
"Okay. Then live a little. Try it all."
How could she argue with logic like that, Sheri thought. Still, she hesitated. Suddenly Anna grasped both sides of her head and pulled her face into her pussy.
"Now lick it, baby," Anna said.
Sheri tried to pull away but Anna's thighs clamped around her head and held her there. The faint, delicate scent of Anna's cunt excited her strangely. Scott still had his prick in her ass and one hand on her cunt, with the other one on her tit. She couldn't possibly get away.
"Do it, darling," Anna insisted, when Sheri still didn't lick her cunt. "I'm sure you did it for my husband. Now do it for me."
It seemed only fair. She and Anna had become very good friends, Sheri considered. And there was a first time for everything. Her tongue darted out and licked along the moist lips of Anna's cunt. Right away she was surprised by the exquisite softness of it. The taste was pleasant, though hard to detect. It had the fresh scent of soap, a carefully washed feel about it, except for the moisture that was beginning to make itself known. Anna was getting hot and passionate.
She stuck her tongue in further and probed deeper into Anna's pussy. Anna wriggled against her face and made soft, moaning sounds. Sheri licked and slurped with new-found enthusiasm. She flicked her tongue all over Anna's stiffened clit and sucked it into her mouth. She teased the hell out of it, until Anna was letting out shriek after shriek. To Sheri, it was all very pleasant, very exciting. If her own cunt felt this good to others, it was no wonder men were wild to eat her as often as they could.
When Sheri looked up, she saw that Anna was fondling her tits with both hands. Scott could have done that for her easily enough, but both his hands were busy feeling all over Sheri's undulating ass. Anna's eyes were closed and she had an ecstatic look on her face. Sheri was pleased. Apparently, Anna liked what she was doing for her.
"Aaaaaaah! That's it, darling," Anna purred. "That's so good. Your tongue is driving me wild. Eat me, darling."
She rocked her hips back and forth against Sheri's mouth. Her thighs clenched tight around Sheri's head, holding her captive.
For her first time at licking a woman's cunt, Sheri wasn't doing bad. Anna was moaning and sighing, wriggling and squirming her hips, until it was obvious to Sheri that she was bringing Anna off. Sheri grasped Anna by the cheeks of her ass, pulled her tight against her mouth and worked on her like she was digging for gold.
Then Scott took his prick out of Sheri's ass. That didn't please Sheri at all. She liked the feel of it and she wanted to keep it there. She wriggled her ass, hoping Scott would put it back, but he climbed off of the bed and went into the bathroom.
That left Sheri alone with Anna in their newfound intimacy, and Anna was now into her orgasm. Sheri lost herself in the act of bringing her off. She licked and sucked Anna's cunt, flicking over her clit with her busy tongue until the thrashing, pitching blonde was nearly out of her mind.
"Aaaaaah! Ohhhhh! Sheri!"
When the intense passion of her climax subsided, Anna released her legs from around Sheri's head and let her come up for air. Anna sprawled out limply across the bed on her back.
"That was so beautiful, darling," Anna sighed with warm gratitude in her voice. "If you do that good a job on my husband, I'll have to keep on my toes, to hold him."
"Don't worry, neighbor," said Sheri with a light, little laugh. "I don't want your husband, except now and then."
Both girls laughed.
"What if I do that to your husband?" Anna asked.
"God, you'll freak him right out," said Sheri.
"Are you telling me that your husband doesn't play around, a little?" asked Anna, a note of disbelief in her voice.
"Oh, I didn't mean that," said Sheri. "It's just that he isn't the type that women fall all over. Dan has a little secret thing going with his secretary, worried all the time that if her husband finds it out, he'll kill him. More than one illicit affair at a time would get him very confused."
"I see," said Anna.
"But you go ahead and try it, if you want to," said Sheri. "It might be just what he needs."
"Thanks. I'll keep that in mind," Anna said.
Sheri moved up between Anna's legs and climbed on top of her. This was her chance to experiment further with another woman. Anna was a new involvement and Sheri wanted to learn more about her.
She stretched out on top of Anna's body and began to rub her pubic mound against hers. Their nipples and tits pressed together, arms and legs entwined about each other. They hugged and kissed and had a grand time.
Returning from the bathroom with his prick freshly washed, Scott saw what the girls were up to and sat down to watch. He didn't watch for long.
The squeals and moans of Sheri and Anna, writhing and rolling together on the bed, were soon too much for him. He climbed onto the bed with them. His long cock dangling limply, he dragged it over his wife's face.
"Here you are, honey. It needs artificial respiration. Breathe some life into it."
Sheri looked up from where she was sucking on one of Anna's tits and saw her run her tongue over her husband's prick. Soon, she and Anna were taking turns with it, laughing and giggling as they passed it back and forth between them.
"What's so funny?" asked Scott.
"We're two Indian Chiefs, passing the peace pipe," said Sheri.
"I'm glad it's not a war party," said Scott. "I don't have anything to do battle with."
"You will have," Anna assured him. "We'll have your tomahawk back in shape in no time." Scott shoved his prick into his wife's mouth and fucked her lips. His shaft slid back and forth between them. Soon the smacking sounds Anna made, were joined by the slurping sounds of Sheri's mouth on Anna's tits. The three of them moved against one another, writhing, squirming and twisting.
Sheri slipped her hand between Anna's legs and fingered her cunt while she sucked on her jiggling mounds. Anna moaned, when Sheri's fingers teased her clit. She sucked hungrily on Scott's cock, then she cried out lustfully in the throes of her orgasm, coating Sheri's tongue with her flowing juices.
Anna's head rolled back and forth, bobbing up and down, and wriggled from side to side, munching all the while on her husband's stiff prick. Her cheeks bulged in and out with each thrust of his cock, and her moans got louder and louder.
Then as her orgasm subsided, Scott pulled his prick out of her mouth.
"That's enough, honey," he said. "You rest now, while Sheri finishes me off."
He held his prick in one hand as he settled down onto Sheri, straddling her quivering mounds. His balls dragged over her tits as he moved up on her, pointing his stiff shaft at her mouth.
"Suck it, Sheri," he said. "Finish me off."
Sheri wrapped her fingers around his stiff, throbbing cock and slipped her mouth over the head. She closed her lips around it and sucked as hard as she could. A hot flow of juice spurted from his prick and Sheri swallowed it down.
"God, Sheri!" Scott gasped breathlessly. "Can you ever suck a cock!"
After that, he climbed off of the bed and helped her to her feet. He held her in his arms, his hands feeling her shapely ass. Anna grinned at her as she, too, got off the bed.
"Let's get our sweetheart here, into the shower," Scott said to his wife. "We need to wash the smell of sex off of her. We can't have her husband finding out she's been fucking and sucking while she was baby-sitting."
CHAPTER FOUR
Sheri had just finished her shopping in the supermarket and was pushing her cart out through the exit door, when she saw her friend Betty's teenage son, Ron, walking by.
"Ron," she said. "Hi."
"Oh, hello, Mrs. Bortner," he said, grinning at her as he came to a stop.
"You on your way home?"
"Uhhuh."
"Would you like a lift?"
"Great." He stepped behind her cart and began pushing it toward the parking lot for her. "I'll load this into your car for you."
"That would be wonderful," she said. "Usually a bag boy wheels it to the car for me and loads it into the trunk, but it's Saturday and they're very busy in there."
"Sure," said Ron with a grin, "and I bet I know why they're so busy in there. If you went around to the back of the building where the loading doors are, you'd probably see two or three bag boys sitting there, having a smoke."
With the groceries loaded into the trunk, Sheri eased the car out of the parking lot and turned right, onto the busy street.
"Tell you what, Mrs. Bortner," said Ron as they neared her home. "Don't stop at my house. I only live down the street from you. Just pull into your driveway, then I can carry those bags into the house for you."
"Oh, that's very sweet of you, Ron," said Sheri. "My husband is out on the golf course, which means he's there all day, and I'd have to wrestle those bags into the house by myself."
"Where's Ricky?"
"Oh, one of his girl friends came by this morning and grabbed him away from me," said Sheri. "He's gone for the day, just like his father."
She couldn't help sneaking admiring glances at the teenage youth. He had a great body. Nor was this the first time she'd noticed what a beautiful build this Norwall boy had. He was taller than her, lean and muscular, with a big bulge in the front of his crotch that indicated he might have the required equipment to really show a woman like herself a good time. The straining bulge excited her. It suggested he might feel the same way about her as she felt about him. God knows she had the hots for him. And today just might be her opportunity. She was taking him home with her, where they'd be alone in the house... just the two of them.
He was wearing jogging shorts, cut part way up the sides, the latest thing for teenagers, and those who wished they were. Sheri thought more and more of another way he could help her, in addition to carrying in her groceries for her.
Perhaps he was thinking the same thing. Sheri noticed his eyes never left her body. She could have been heading to the North Pole with him and he'd never have known the difference. And the expression on his face, as well as the bulge in the front of his jogging shorts, was quite obvious.
Why not? This teenage boy might really appreciate her.
In the kitchen of her home, as fast as Ron set the bags on the table, Sheri put the things where they belonged. She was alone in the house with this rugged, young man and she didn't intend to waste her time fooling with groceries in the kitchen.
"There, that's the last bag, Mrs. Bortner," said Ron.
"Thank you, darling. I can't tell you how much I appreciate this."
"Say, do you mind if I call you Sheri, instead of Mrs. Bortner?" he asked.
Sheri was all smiles. "I was wondering when you would drop that Mrs. Bortner bit. It makes me feel old. Of course you can, darling."
"You're sure not old."
"I'm old enough to be your mother."
"Well, don't tell anybody and you'd pass for eighteen."
"Really?"
"Easy."
"On the other hand," said Sheri." You look older, more mature than your age."
"Yeah? How old?"
"About my age--eighteen," she said, and they both laughed.
She was aware that he was watching her as she put away the last of the groceries. Sheri didn't miss the fact that his eyes were either on her ass or her tits. And sometimes she felt like he was looking right through her skirt and panties to her cunt. It thrilled her. So much so, that she had trouble keeping her eyes off the bulge in the front of his shorts.
At last it was finished. She closed the refrigerator door and turned to him with a smile. "There. Now that that's out of the way, we can visit. I hope you aren't in a hurry to get away from me.
"Me? A guy would have to be nuts to want to get away from you," Ron assured her.
"Oh you say the sweetest things," said Sheri. "Then you'll stay?"
"Sure, if you want me to."
"Naturally I want you to," she said. "How often do I get a chance to visit with a handsome guy like you?"
"Plenty, I'll bet."
"That's what you think," Sheri replied. "Young single girls can crowd around you as much as they like; but a married woman isn't supposed to chase after a handsome teenage boy like you."
Ron was grinning from ear to ear. "You wouldn't chase after me, even if you wanted to."
"You might be surprised how much I'd like to chase after you."
"You wouldn't have to," he told her. "Not only are you terrific-looking, with a great body, but you're sexy!"
His hands slipped around her waist, moved down over her thighs and onto her shapely ass. Sheri was impressed. This kid really knew his way around a woman's ass. He wasn't the least bit shy about grabbing a feel.
Sheri decided it was time to really blow his mind. With a deft movement of her fingers, she had her blouse off and tossed onto the kitchen table. Her bra landed on top of it two seconds later. She smiled at him seductively.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked.
Speechless, Ron nodded his head.
She reached for his hand and placed it on one of her bare tits. "Do you still think I'm sexy?" she asked feeling her nipple stiffen against his palm.
"Yes. I do," he said huskily.
"Then maybe you'd like to see more."
While his hand remained on her tit, she undid the zipper on her skirt, then pushed it, along with her panties, down past her hips. The garments dropped to her ankles and she stepped out of them, kicking off her sandals along with them.
"This can't be happening," Ron croaked.
"Now would you like to return the favor?" Sheri asked with a warm smile.
"Huh?"
"I'd like to see what that magnificent body of yours looks like, without those clothes covering it," she said.
Quickly, her hands whisked his pullover shirt up over his head and she flung it aside. Then she dragged his jogging shorts down past his hips.
His iron-hard prick, suddenly released, sprang up at her, almost striking her in the face. Ron managed to keep his cool long enough to pull off his loafers and his socks and step out of his bunched-up garments. Then unable to restrain himself any longer, he grabbed Sheri into his arms and smothered her with kisses. He wasn't particular where his kisses landed, on her face, her tits, her belly and then right on her pussy mound.
While Sheri was enthralled by his kissing attack, he rose up and bent her backwards over the kitchen table. He would have put it to her right then, but for her frantic protests.
"Down, boy. Down! Cool it, kid!" she cried out. "Damn it, I want you to fuck me, not rape me. Come on into the living room. We can do it on the couch, where a gentleman is supposed to fuck a lady."
With their arms about each other, she led him toward the couch. It took awhile to get there, having to stop several times along the way to smooch and grab a feel. Sheri let out a shriek of dismay when he ran his finger along the crack of her ass and poked her asshole. By the time she got to the couch with him, she realized she wasn't fooling around with any innocent kid.
After she stretched out on the couch, Ron knelt beside her and proceeded to kiss her all over, not only on her mouth, but on her warm, jiggling tits, then down over her soft, smooth flesh to her sunken navel.
"Oh, God, Ron, that feels good!" she cried out as his tongue lingered in and around her belly button, before moving down into her nest of red pussy hair. Grabbing his face she pushed it right onto her cunt.
"Eat me, darling. Oh, Ron, eat me!" she squealed, holding his face against her moist pussy.
Sheri knew he was savoring his moment of triumph. Here she was, almost pleading with him to eat her cunt. And all along, he'd probably have given anything for the chance to get his face between her legs.
Yet, fearing that the boy might be reluctant to dive into that humid place between her thighs, before he could even think of backing off, Sheri wrapped her legs around his head and forced him to French kiss her cunt, as he had her mouth.
It took Ron all of two seconds to develop a taste for Sheri's cunt and he began to gorge himself on the delicious delicate flavor of her red-haired cunt.
Determined to have herself an orgasm, Sheri gripped his head firmly in her hands and pressed his face harder into her pussy. She locked her legs around him, tightened her inner thighs against the sides of his head. Urging him on to greater efforts, she wasn't about to take no for an answer.
Just the thought of his handsome face pressed against her quivering cunt, added to her excitement. Her cunt was being licked and kissed and sucked by a teenage boy and she sure as hell liked it.
A renewed spark of pleasure was added to her life. New horizons were opening up to her. A whole new dimension to her love life was taking shape. She felt alive and eager, her lust for this teenage boy, growing in its intensity.
His mouth welded to her delicious savory cunt, Ron thrust his tongue into her pussy as deep as it would go, in what for Sheri was a most enjoyable experience. The fresh, clean smell of her pubic area and the faint, delicate female scent of her, was very pleasing to him. His prick stretched to its greatest possible length and thickness, throbbing and eager for some attention.
Desirous of seeing how far Sheri would go, Ron paused in the munching of her pussy, stretched his naked body out on the couch alongside hers with his prick up near her face, and started eating her cunt from this new position. He hoped she would take the hint.
Sheri wasn't dumb. When a prick was thrust into her face, she knew right away what was expected of her. To many women, being prodded in the mouth with a huge prick, would have been a little overwhelming. A lesser lass might have refused to cooperate. But Sheri was made of sterner stuff. She was thrilled, rather than repulsed by the rigid shaft, brushing against her lips.
His genital area had a clean smell to it, mingled with his fresh male scent that turned her on in much the same way her pussy scent did him.
She pressed her open mouth to the head of his cock and could feel it quiver under her touch. As he wriggled his way further onto the couch, she scrambled up on top of him and together they began to 69 in earnest.
A long, hot, lingering kiss on the head of his prick made it swell and grow. Sheri added to the effect by softly sliding her warm hand up and down his man-sized shaft. The soft lapping strokes of her tongue on his prick soon had him moaning, though the sound was muffled by the close contact of her cunt on his mouth.
His ass-cheeks began to bounce up and down as he drove his shaft into her mouth. More and more of his throbbing prick disappeared between her parted, passionate lips. He shoved his cock so far into her mouth that the head of it tickled her tonsils. Her mouth was so filled with his maleness, she was forced to breath through her nose. Sheri hoped this teenage stud appreciated what she was doing for him, because she sure as hell appreciated what he was doing for her. Never before had she sucked on such a delicious prick, or had her cunt licked, kissed and sucked in such an exciting fashion.
She wondered what her husband Dan would do if he came home now and caught her sixty-nining with a teenage boy. It wasn't likely Dan would do anything violent, not with anyone as ruggedly built as this kid was.
"Hey, Sheri, honey," Ron called in a muffled voice. "I can't take much more of what you're doing. If you keep that up, I'm going to shoot my load into your mouth."
He was really a decent kid, to give her a fair warning like that. Sheri could tell he wanted to shoot off into her mouth and hoped she wouldn't stop, so that he could. She granted his wish. She sucked him harder than ever, and he relaxed somewhat, letting his body react normally to the pleasures she was giving to his prick.
Sheri loved the thickness of his prick pushing into her mouth. She longed to have it go off while she held it firmly with her lips. She wanted to drink Ron's cream.
Ron was trying to thrust his prick all the way into her throat. He began to piston his hips toward her mouth, and in another minute, Sheri felt his prick begin to jerk. He was starting to cum.
She sensed the difference in Ron's movements. After she felt the involuntary jerking at the base of his prick, her mouth began a more furious action on it. She sucked hard and worked the shaft up and down frantically. She heard Ron making moaning sounds in her pussy and knew she was taking the right action.
Ron had his tongue on her clit and he increased his own actions on her. As he licked her faster and faster, the inside of Sheri's cunt began to convulse.
Neither of them was altogether aware of what was going on. Sheri came to an ass-writhing orgasm, just as he shot his load off into her mouth. He thrust his hips up at her. Again and again he pushed his prick into her and each time, another stream of hot juice shot into her mouth.
Sheri was thrilled with the feeling in her cunt. Ron had increased his sucking on her cunt and her clit. She was so lost in making him cum, that she was unprepared for the intense waves of pleasure that swept over her. She felt her cunt react violently to the pleasure that shot through her. Her fingers around his prick went limp from the reaction of her fabulous orgasm. She clenched and unclenched her fingers around the spewing shaft, milking for more.
Together they rode out the wildness of their orgasms. They humped against each other, Ron stuffing his tongue into her cunt, Sheri sucking deeply and wildly on his prick in her mouth. They were both making noises that they were unaware of.
Finally, the heat and the desperate need had passed. They clung to each other, finishing their orgasms, then lay at rest, their naked bodies entwined obscenely. Ron had a wet face from the juice that oozed from Sheri's hot pussy when she came off. Sheri's lovely face was soaked from the dousing she got when Ron shot his load into her mouth.
Sheri was very happy, feeling very contented. She was even too comfortable to want to take Ron's shrinking prick out of her mouth. She nursed on it lovingly and was thrilled that he made no effort to pull his head out from between her thighs, but was content to lay there with his face pressed to her cunt. The frequent kisses of appreciation he planted on her pussy lips added to her enjoyment. She vowed right then, silently, that her cunt was his, as often as he wanted it. She was his--whenever her husband wasn't around.
The pair of satisfied lovers lay huddled together in silence for some time, then after a while, they disengaged themselves, got themselves turned around so they could sit together on the couch, cuddled in each other's arms.
"Darling, you were fabulous!" Sheri exclaimed. "Who taught you to eat pussy that good?"
Ron grinned and was reluctant to comment on his cunt-eating training. Sensing she had a hold of something, Sheri kept after him about it, and finally got it out of him.
"I started out doing it to my sister," Ron told her, with a big grin on his face. "Then I really got into it with Mom. She loves being muffed and she showed me all the tricks."
"You're putting me on!" said Sheri, surprised. "When?"
He does it, too, she thought.
"Well, usually on Saturday. That's when Dad is out on the golf course, playing eighteen holes with your husband," said Ron.
"You eat your mother's pussy, every Saturday?" Sheri gasped.
Just like me and Ricky, she said to herself.
"And fuck her too," said Ron. "Or my sister, if Mom isn't home."
"You really have a time for yourself, don't you?"
Ron agreed with her. "Today, neither Mom or Sis were home. But look how I made out."
"Are you in the habit of telling people you fuck your mother and your sister?" asked Sheri, beginning to get a little worried about her young lover's loose lip.
"Oh, heck no!" he said. "You're the only one I've ever mentioned it to."
"Good. Your secret is safe with me," said Sheri. "But for your mother's sake, your sister's and yours, I suggest you not breathe a word of what you told me, to anyone else."
"I won't. Believe me, I won't," Ron promised. "But I know my secret is safe with you."
"What makes you so sure?"
"Because your secret is safe with me."
"My secret? You mean that I let a teenage kid eat my pussy?"
"Yeah."
Sheri laughed softly. "I wonder how many married women have the same secret?"
"Mrs. Chalmers has."
"Marion Chalmers? Who lives across the street from you? How do you know?" asked Sheri, eager for a choice bit of gossip, but getting worried again about her lover's loose tongue.
"Because I fuck her," said Ron. "I stop at her place on my way home from school."
"I'm beginning to believe you're a busy kid in this neighborhood," said Sheri.
The two lovers cuddled together silently for a time. But in Sheri's mind was the desire to get Ron's prick into her, even if there was the danger of him blabbing about it to Marion Chalmers, his mother and his sister. What Ron was exploring now, she wanted invaded with his cock. While she thought about it, his prick in her hand, became bone-hard. It wasn't something a woman could just simply ignore.
"Hey, he really is insistent, isn't he?"
"I think your pussy is sending him a message," said Ron, with a lewd grin.
He was busy working his fingers around in her cunt. He fingered her on the outside for a moment, then worked his fingers back into the place where he wanted to put his prick. Sheri cried out with delight when he did that.
She lovingly caressed the thick shaft that was filling her hand. She began to get impatient for the feel of that beautiful, hard prick in her cunt. Her pussy lips were spreading open and her love honey was oozing down over her thighs.
"Let's go upstairs, darling, to my bedroom," Sheri said in a soft whisper as her lips brushed across his. "There's more room on the bed to fool around."
Moments later, he was stretched out beside her on the bed. Ron promised her he'd be gentle but not slow. Sheri needed to feel her cunt squeezing his solid prick. He pulled her into position, then probed for the opening of her pussy with the head of his cock. Sheri reached down and guided it with her hand and when it was securely in the opening of her cunt, she took her hand away.
Sheri was giving him all the help she could. She felt the head of his cock fill the opening of her cunt. She lifted her hips and thrust up at the solid shaft Ron was pushing into her, and together, with their joined efforts, Sheri was impaled on Ron's bone-hard cock. She gasped as the impact of his driving prick hit her. She felt the width of it push her cuntlips apart and she pulled back to get another chance at it. Ron instinctively did the same thing. On his second, long thrust he slammed his balls into the crack of her ass. He had fully imbedded his prick into her.
She couldn't believe the wonderful feeling that swept over her when her tight cunt squeezed his long, hard prick. When he was in all the way, the feel of his hot prick thrilled her through and through. Ron pulled out a bit and slammed back in. The fantastic delight to her was sheer heaven.
Sheri's pussy was completely filled with this teenager's prick. Her legs were spread wide to make way for it. She was totally given to it, no way she could close her legs. She was being fucked, thoroughly and completely. She could do nothing but lie there and enjoy it.
Sheri loved the feeling of being taken so completely by this teenage boy. There was so much of his prick in her that she felt so much more a woman. She worked her ass up and down, seeking the last ounce of pleasure she could obtain from his beautiful cock. She wanted all she could have from it. Each time his bone-hard prick moved back and forth in her, she felt a shock of pleasure shoot right up to her brain. The inside of her cunt was alive and was being mauled and kissed by this wonderful teenage shaft. It was paradise.
Both of them worked to get the best and the most from each other. They were both hot and horny. Ron pumped his prick into her, concentrating on the need to shoot his load into her luscious cunt. Sheri worked on his solid prick with her pussy to get all the feeling she could from this lewd act with a teenager. Her cunt was tingling, quivering, each time he thrust, a shock of pleasure shot through her cunt.
Sheri was gripping the teenager by his shoulders, then her hands moved down his back to his ass. She pulled at his hips with her hands, to get all the friction she could.
Suddenly it happened. With a guttural, gasping moan, she went over the brink.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhh! Darling!"
She thrilled to the stirring sensation in her cunt, and as she heaved her pussy up at him, the ecstasy occurred. The wave of pleasure hit her as she rocked on the teenager's driving prick. Her pussy convulsed, contracting rhythmically, pouring sweet nectar over the boy's cock working back and forth inside her.
Sheri pulled Ron's face down onto hers and kissed him passionately. She was wild with pleasure shooting through her. The sensitive nerves in her cunt transmitted the erotic sensations throughout her whole body. Her toes, her fingers, her tits and even her ears were reacting. She was alive with the thrill of the orgasm he brought her into.
As Sheri humped against him and worked him over, he drove his prick into her. His thick, hot cream spurted into her pussy and for the next few moments, he shot her full of his cum.
Each time he slammed into her cunt, his cock spurted into her again. They thrashed about until finally, the ticklish sensations eased off for them both. Slowly, the intense pleasure subsided and they slackened their wild movements. At last Ron stopped banging into her cunt and collapsed on top of her.
Sheri felt the full weight of the teenager's body on top of her, as the throbbing in her cunt was still ebbing. She was still involved in the final throes of her orgasm, and she let the boy's spurting prick thrill her to the very end. She heaved herself up on it once more, feeling the last spark of her climax ignite and squeeze his cock for the last time.
Then it was done, and they cuddled in each other's arms. They nestled there, kissing and caressing, recuperating slowly.
* * *
Sheri looked at the clock on the dresser. They had fucked on and off all day.
"Ron darling. You'd better get your clothes on and get out of here. We're calling it pretty close."
"Damn, you're right," he said, looking at the clock.
Together they leaped off the bed and hurried downstairs. She watched him gather up his clothes in the kitchen and put them on. Then after a hurried kiss, she let him out the front door. When she closed the door behind him, she watched him from the window, being careful to hide her naked body behind the drapes.
The teenage boy barely made it to the street when she saw her husband's car turn the corner, come down the street and pull into the driveway. Sheri grabbed up her clothes from the kitchen table and floor, and dashed up the stairs to the bathroom. In the shower she smiled happily.
Her good luck today had been fantastic. Her all day fuck with Ron had been terrific. God, how she had loved it when he put his prick up her ass. And when he kissed her at the door as he was leaving, she left no doubt that he was welcome back, as often as he could make it.
CHAPTER FIVE
"I suppose you're headed straight for the golf course, as soon as breakfast is over," said Sheri to her husband who was gulping down his coffee.
"It's Saturday, isn't it?" he replied.
She turned to her teenage son, Ricky. "And you?"
"Yeah," he said, busy finishing his eggs and bacon. "I've got a lot of things I gotta do today."
Sheri sighed.
When breakfast was finished, she kissed her husband, Dan, as he was getting ready to leave, then kissed her son, Ricky, and watched them hurry out the door. An hour later, she had the dishes washed and the kitchen neat and tidy. The beds were made and the house, in general, was spic and span.
It was then that Sheri realized that she had nothing to do until her husband and her son returned. Already she felt bored. More than that, she felt horny. Feeling horny, as she often did during the day, especially in the afternoon, was rather frustrating. She went up to the bathroom and took a shower. When she dried herself off later, she put on her favorite robe, a thin, almost transparent affair that was loosely held together in the middle by a soft, wool cord. Not having panties or bra underneath let her feel almost as free as when she went around the house naked. She combed her hair, came downstairs and made a fresh pot of coffee.
What she needed, Sheri decided was a man who could slip in to see her after her husband and her son had left for the day. Some man who would keep his mouth shut and not brag to his buddies that that hot-looking, well-stacked redhead on West Palm Drive was putting out for him. Damn it, there must be some man available who didn't feel the need to build up his ego by shooting his mouth off about the great fuck he had.
It was while she was having such lewd thoughts, that Sheri heard someone come into the house through the back door.
"Who's that?" she called out from the living room.
"Your son," said Ricky. "Who were you expecting? You got a boyfriend who calls on you?"
"No, damn it," said Sheri. "And I wasn't expecting you. You said you had a lot of things to do today, and took off."
Her son grinned as he sat down on the couch beside her. He slipped his arm around her shoulders and kissed her.
"I just said that because Dad was here," Ricky explained. "If he knew I was going to be around here all day, he'd have all kinds of things for me to do. So I just went for a walk and then came back."
"What are you going to do today?"
"Keep my beautiful Mom company."
Sheri's face lit up. "Really? All day?"
"Sure, if you're nice to me.' "I'm always nice to you."
"I mean really nice," said her son. His hand went inside her robe and grasped one of her tits.
"Ohhhhhh," Sheri sighed. "Just how nice do you want me to be?"
"You know... "
Her son pulled her robe away from her tits, leaned over and sucked a nipple into his mouth. It was several minutes before Sheri said anything.
"Ohhhhh, that's so nice... "
Her head rested on the backrest of the couch. Her eyes were closed. Then she felt her son open the front of her dressing gown, further down. Instinctively she parted her legs as she felt his hand caressing her inner thighs. Then his hand was on her cunt, his finger moving along her pussy lips.
"Mmmmmm. I feel as though I conjured you up," said Sheri dreamily, her fingers mussing up her son's dark hair.
"How, Mom?" he asked, his finger probing in her moist slit.
"I mean, it's a case of witchcraft, that's all there is to it," said Sheri, holding her son's head while he sucked on her tit. "There I was, with nothing to do and feeling horny. And I thought, wouldn't it be nice if my handsome son came back to keep me company? And no sooner did I have that thought, than you came in the back door. Just like magic."
Her son laughed.
"I only wish I knew how I did that," Sheri went on. "That would be a real handy thing to have. There are lots of times during the day when I'm feeling horny, I'd like to have my son for company."
"There are? You would?"
"Mmmmmm, that feels good, darling. You're going to bring me off, if you keep that up."
"I want to bring you off another way, Mom. With my prick."
"Oh!"
"It's been almost a week, Mom. Now's our chance. Let's fuck!"
"What a shocking way for a teenage boy to talk to his mother," Sheri said, pretending to scold. "You say worse than that, when we're fucking."
"Oh, I don't. Do I?"
Her son grinned at her. "You call me a motherfucker."
"Well, aren't you?"
"Sometimes. Not as often as I'd like."
Sheri pulled her son close and kissed him. "I'm sorry, darling. It's been frustrating for me, too. The past two weekends have been rainy, so your father couldn't go out to the golf course. He stayed home and we couldn't do anything. And through the week, I couldn't be here, when you got home after school. When I was, one of your girl friends came by to see you."
"Yeah... "
"But we're alone now, darling."
Sheri's arms went around him and held him close. The hot, passionate kiss she gave him, went on and on, getting hotter and more urgent. Sheri sighed, when their lips finally parted and they came up for air. At last, they were getting to it. Now they were getting down to the nitty-gritty.
Her son pressed her against him, so that her tits were almost flattened against his chest. She could feel her stiffened nipples poking at him through the thin material of her robe and his shirt. In an impulsive move, her son ran his hand over her shapely ass and a shiver of delight went through Sheri's body.
Slowly they moved on the couch. Her son eased her down onto it and stretched out beside her. Without taking his mouth from hers, he kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks. At the same time, Sheri kicked off her slippers. As he pressed close to her, he undid the cord that held her robe loosely together, then moved his hand onto her tits. They were full and nicely shaped. Sheri moaned against his mouth, letting her son know his actions had her approval.
"Ohhh, I have such a naughty son."
"Almost as naughty as his mother."
"I think you're oversexed. You want it all the time."
"I take after my Mom."
"You don't take after your father, that's for sure."
"I can't understand, Dad," said Ricky. "If you were my wife, I'd keep you in bed all day and never go to work."
"Mmmmm," Sheri cooed, showering him with kisses, "I like the way you think."
Her son's lips moved from her mouth and went to her ear. He nibbled and kissed her ear lobe, her cheeks and down her neck. Soft mewling sounds came from Sheri's lips, each time he touched her flesh with his mouth. She pushed her tits up to him and he responded to her need by massaging each of them, teasing the nipples with his thumb and finger.
It didn't take Sheri long to get busy unbuttoning her son's shirt. She pulled it up and out of his pants and struggled with it until she got it off of him.
She found it almost impossible to ignore the hardness at the front of his trousers. So did Ricky. His solid prick ached to be fondled and caressed and Sheri didn't need to be told that. She reached down and grasped it in her hand, her fingers closing around the thin cloth bulging over his cock.
"Oh, God, Mom!" he gasped. "Undo my zipper. Take it out!"
Sheri did better than that. She undid his zipper and his belt, then she surprised him by getting off the couch and tugging at his pants and undershorts. He quickly raised his ass up off the couch and Sheri just as quickly dragged the garments off of him.
While she was at it, she let the robe slip off of her into a rumpled heap at her feet. She stood there before him, eyeing his nakedness, an enticing smile on her face. She gave her son a moment to feast his eyes on her goodies, then she went down on her knees in front of him, between his widely spread legs, her face hovering over his rigid, upright prick.
Her son let out a gasp of delight as her tongue did a light dance over the head of his cock, before she slipped it into her mouth.
"Cripes, Mom!" he cried. "I didn't expect you to suck me off! Not right away. I figured I'd be doing great, if I got my prick into your pussy."
"You will, sweetheart," said Sheri.
"Of course, I hoped that after I'd fucked the hell out of you and did a good job of it, we'd go on to other things. We'd shower together, then I'd get to eat your pussy, like I usually do. And then you'd suck me off."
"That sounds like a fun way to spend the day, darling," said Sheri. "We'll do it. But first, I'm going to suck your cock."
No sooner had Sheri taken his prick into her mouth than she realized her son couldn't hold out long enough to do her any good. So she decided to go all the way and blow him, give him the greatest blow job he'd ever had, then suck him some more, until she had him hard again. After that, she'd enjoy getting his prick up into her without being rushed.
She was in no hurry. She had all day, until her husband got back from the golf course. Maybe her son had other things he had to do today, but that was his tough luck. He came sneaking back to the house, hoping to get into her pussy and he was going to get what he came for. But if he thought he was going to get a quick fuck and then run, he had another think coming. She had all day to fuck and he was going to help her do just that. Maybe, if he was real good to her, she might let him rest while she fixed lunch.
"Ohhhhh! God, Mom!" her son yelled. "I'm gonna--Ahhhhhh! " Sheri didn't need the warning. She knew from experience, how fast her son could fire off his gun, the first time.
She was never alone with him more than ten minutes, without him wanting her mouth on his prick, and usually getting it. She ought to know by now when his stiff prick was about to shoot its load into her mouth.
She swallowed frantically, keeping ahead of the hot charge spurting into her mouth. She wasn't about to let any of it escape and stain her good couch. She made a mental note, in case this mother-son fucking and sucking became too frequent, to get slip covers for the couch.
Her son lay panting and gasping, struggling to get his breath, while Sheri burrowed her head between his legs, licking all around his big, hairy balls. His cock didn't even have time to sag before she had it stiffening up again. When she had it once more standing straight up, all by itself, she climbed over him, her ass toward his face, straddling him.
Reaching up, her son grasped the shapely globes of Sheri's lovely ass and she let out a delighted yelp as he pulled her ass down, mashing her cunt onto his eager mouth. From the sucking, slurping sounds the two of them made after that, it appeared as though each was trying to outdo the other.
"Mmmmmmm, sweetheart, what a handsome prick!"
"You have a luscious cunt, Mom!"
Her son was no heavy-handed slouch when it came to eating pussy. She had taught him well. But then he had been a very attentive student. After a few wet tongue caresses on her stiffened clit, he had her almost to the verge of her first thrilling orgasm of the day... when the telephone rang. Without thinking, Sheri reached to the end table by the couch and picked it up.
Her son could have turned blue with frustration, when she pulled his prick out of her mouth, and replaced it with the telephone receiver.
"Hello?" said Sheri. Damn! It was her husband. "Hi, sweetheart," Dan said cheerfully. "What are you doing?"
"Did you call me up just to ask me that?" she replied irritably.
"Hey! Slow down, honey," said Dan. "I only asked what you were doing."
"What I always do while you're on the golf course. Sucking a cock! What do you think?"
"Really?"
"And having my pussy eaten!"
"Fantastic."
"Don't ask me who with. I promised not to tell."
Her husband chuckled. "Boy, you're in a foul mood this morning."
"I'm sorry, Dan. It's just that I'm real busy right now."
"I see. Busy little housewife, eh?"
"Why did you call me, Dan?"
"Because I'm hot and horny."
"You're hot and horny?" Sheri almost shouted. "What about me?"
"Okay. Okay. I'll take care of you when I get home tonight."
"Big deal."
"Okay. I'll come home right now and lay you."
"Like hell you will. I'm busy enough as it is."
"Oh. Housework comes first? I see."
"What are you so cheerful about?"
"Well, like I said, I was feeling hot and horny, and being a faithful, loving husband, naturally I thought of you. So I called, just to say hello."
"Hello."
"Hello."
"That sounded sarcastic," said her husband. "It's better than what I was going to say," Sheri replied.
"What were you going to say?"
"Bullshit!"
Dan chuckled again. There was no shaking his happy mood this morning. If he could just see his wife right then, thought Sheri, that would do it. If he saw her bare-assed naked on top of their teenage son, who had his face in her cunt, while she had a firm grip on his stiff prick, rubbing the head of it tenderly against her cheek as she talked into the telephone--he would have choked right in the middle of his chuckle.
Sheri tried as hard as she could to carry on a coherent conversation with her husband, but with her son licking away at her cunt, keeping her on the verge of an orgasm, it was impossible. Yet, she couldn't just hang up on her husband, and he seemed in no hurry to leave the phone.
Finally, her son could stand it no longer. Irked by the interruption, he tightened his grip on her ass and licked his tongue over her clit like he was trying to erase it. The result was inevitable.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh!" Sheri screamed, as her orgasm swept through her in several, intense spasms.
Her husband felt a pang of sympathy for her. He was sure she dropped something on her foot.
"Oh, honey," he said. "That must have really hurt."
"Hurt?" said Sheri, gasping for breath and her senses blurred for the moment. "No, it didn't hurt."
Her husband thought she was being sarcastic again.
"For Christ's sake, the way you hollered, I thought you were having an orgasm."
"Very funny."
"Well, you did."
"I did what?"
"Sound like you were having an orgasm. Look, honey, I gotta go. It'll be all right. Just soak it in hot water and Epsom salts."
"Epsom--What in hell for?"
"It'll make the swelling go down. Goodbye." Sheri drew her head back and took a critical look at her son's throbbing, stiff cock in her hand. Then she shrugged and hung up the phone.
"Mom!" said a muffled voice from between her legs. "For God's sake, let's get on with it!"
"Oh. You still there?" Sheri was still a little out of it, not having come all the way down from her orgasm. "Damn! Your father is a real party pooper, isn't he?"
"Well, if you hadn't picked up that damned phone--!"
"I had to," said Sheri. "It might have been important."
"You think this isn't?"
Sheri raised up on her knees and looked back between her dangling tits at her son. "What's the matter? Don't you like the view from back there?"
"The view is okay," said Ricky, "but I got this funny feeling you'd rather be doing something else."
Sheri looked at his cock. It was standing straight up, like a lonely flagpole.
"As a matter of fact, I would," she said.
The next thing her son knew, she climbed off of him. But before he could move, she straddled him again, this time facing him. Her hot, wet pussy, excited from his eager tongue, hovered over his upright prick for a moment, then came into thrilling contact with the head.
"Ohhhh, Mom!"
Sheri moaned with delight, feeling his prick move up into her as she lowered herself down onto it. She continued to work her way down until his cock was so far up into her, his balls were pressed up into the crack of her ass.
"You like that, darling?" she asked, grinning down at her son.
"Oh, Mom! You know I do. Just don't answer the phone if it rings again. Okay?"
Sheri laughed happily.
CHAPTER SIX
The next Friday, Sheri's husband announced to her that he would be gone for the weekend. He was going out of town on a golf tournament. Sheri restrained herself from jumping up in the air and clicking her heels, but she couldn't have been happier. Not only would she have her son, Ricky, all to herself all day Saturday, but she'd have him in bed with her during the night, too.
At the breakfast table next morning, Sheri was walking on air, as she poured her husband and her son a second cup of coffee. Her sly glances at her son were met with his knowing smile. She could tell he was as eager as she was. As soon as his father was on his way, they would dash upstairs to her bedroom, strip off their clothes, and fuck!
They would stay in bed all day long and fuck each other silly. And at night, they would cuddle in each other's arms, their naked bodies pressed together, while she held his cock in her hand and he slept with his face snuggled in her warm, soft tits and his hand on her cunt. It would be a glorious weekend.
On Sunday they would fuck again and again, until they heard his father's car pulling into the driveway that night.
Together they stood in the front window, watching Dan pull out of the driveway. No sooner had he driven off down the street, before they could even leave the window, than another car pulled into the driveway. Two teenage boys got out of a ten-year-old Buick.
Sheri's heart sank. It was her sister's two sons, Jerry and Stanley. Each had an overnight bag with them.
Both Sheri and her son, Ricky, did a splendid job of hiding their disappointment and frustration. They made the boys feel right at home. They were taking a weekend trip and just decided to drop in.
In spite of her plans for a wild weekend with her son going haywire, Sheri made the best of it. She and Ricky showed the boys a good time. She fed them well and took them to the beach. After supper, they took in a movie.
The boys were a lot of fun. The older one, Jerry, had trouble remembering she was his aunt. A couple of times he gave her ass a playful pat and her tits a quick feel, when the others weren't looking. The way he looked at her had a lot of hidden meaning. Sheri came to the conclusion she'd really have her hands full with that one, if he ever got her alone.
When it was time for bed, Sheri gave Jerry the guest room and put Stanley in with Ricky. Then she went to her room, took off her clothes and got into bed.
In the darkness, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Probably it was because she felt so put out at ending up sleeping alone.
Just as she was dozing off, she heard the bedroom door softly open and close. Then the bed sheet was drawn off of her and she was no longer alone in bed.
"Ricky," she murmured. "Shame on you."
When he stretched out and pressed himself up against her warm naked body, she moaned softly and turned onto her side, facing him. Suddenly she wrapped her arms tightly about him and draped one leg over his thigh. She kissed him hotly, her tongue darting into his mouth.
"Oh, Ricky, you took an awful chance. I'd be so embarrassed if those boys saw you sneak in here. God, if they ever found out what we do when we're in bed together, I'd die."
She kissed him again. Her hand moved down and her fingers closed around his rigid upright cock.
"I'm so glad you're here, darling. I wanted you so much. I was miserable, thinking I wouldn't have you in bed with me. Oh, Ricky, I'm so hot for you. You don't know how much I want your hard prick in my pussy, how much I've looked forward to it. God, it seems like ages since you fucked me!" Showering him with kisses, pulling on his prick, guiding it right to her hot pussy, she cried out with delight as it pushed in past her moist cuntlips. He grasped one of her tits, squeezing it gently. His other hand moved down over the smooth curves of her writhing, squirming ass. His fingers explored the crevice between the round, shapely globes, then his finger teased the puckered rosebud of her asshole.
"Ricky!" Sheri giggled. "You're so naughty." She thrust her cunt up at him and his solid shaft went in further past the wet lips of her pussy.
"Mmmmmm," Sheri purred. "Your cock is so nice and hard. You really want it tonight, don't you darling? I want it too, sweetheart. Just as much as you do. We mustn't make any noise, or those boys might hear us, but I know I'm going to go wild when you really start fucking me. Don't let me scream, darling. You know how carried away I get, when you're bringing me to an orgasm. God, if those boys ever found out you're fucking your mother!"
Sheri squirmed and wriggled as he humped on top of her. Then she let out a delighted little yelp as his driving prick thrust deeper into her and worked back and forth in her hot pussy. He began humping in rhythm to her undulating movements.
"Oh, Ricky. That's so good."
His hard cock pounding into her soon had her soaring into one orgasm after another, keeping her in a constant state of sweet, heavenly bliss. Every now and then it would spurt its hot liquid charge into her, but it never ceased its driving, driving, driving.
She lost all concept of time, surely an hour had passed, possibly two, and he'd spoken not one word to her. It was so unlike her son. Not once had he told her what a wonderful piece of ass she was, like he usually did. She stretched out her arm and turned on the bedside light.
"Oh my God! JERRY!"
"Shhhhh. Keep your voice down, Aunt Sheri. Do you want your son and my brother to know I'm fucking you?"
"No... "
He looked down at her with a big grin. "Bet you weren't expecting me."
"That's the understatement of the year. Oh my god!"
His cock went back and forth in her, a reminder that for God knows how long, she'd been lying there, being thoroughly fucked by her teenage nephew.
"I couldn't say anything because then you'd know it wasn't your son fucking you," said Jerry. "But I'm glad you turned on the light, Aunt Sheri. You're a beautiful woman and I want to look at you while I'm giving you my prick."
Sheri was almost in shock. Not only was it her nephew fucking her, she'd also given away her closely guarded secret, that she was accustomed to being fucked by her son.
It took her awhile to get over it, but she did, because her nephew was thrilling the hell out of her with that sensational prick of his. Then, about an hour later, she looked up and got another jolt.
Standing by the bed, looking down at them, was the boy's younger brother, Stanley!
Jerry, having just flooded her pussy with another charge of his hot juices, eased his prick out, rolled off of her and looked at his brother. There was a look of triumph on his face.
"Does Ricky know you're in here?" Jerry asked his brother.
"No. He's sound asleep. I slipped out of bed real easy and didn't make any noise closing the door behind me," Stanley told him.
The younger brother turned to look at Sheri, sprawled out on the bed, her legs wide apart and her arms flung out across the bed.
"I've had the hots for you from the moment I got here," Stanley said to her. "I wanted to fuck you so bad I couldn't see straight, and damned if my brother hasn't beat me to it!"
"Do you want td fuck her now?" asked Jerry.
"Sure. Don't you?"
"I'm pooped. I'm going back to my room. You can take over. Just don't wake Ricky up. He'd get all shook up, if he knew we were fucking his mother."
Sheri lay there in a daze, as though she didn't believe what was happening. Jerry was as casual about it as if it was something that took place every day. He got off the bed and quietly left the room, while his younger brother climbed on top of her.
"Hi, Aunt Sheri," he "aid, grinning down at her.
He was on his hands and knees, hovering above her. His cock angled out from him, stiff and ready for action.
"Hi, Stanley," said Sheri, smiling up at him. "And what do you think you are going to do?"
"I want to fuck you!"
"Do you now? Is this your first time?"
"Oh, heck, no. I've done it lots of times."
"Who with?"
He glanced furtively around, at the closed bedroom door. "With my sister, Peggy. But don't tell Jerry."
"I won't," Sheri assured him. "Who else?" The boy looked uneasy. "I'm not supposed to tell."
"You can tell me," said Sheri, her hand taking a firm grip on his cock. Then she kissed him. "I'm not going to tell anybody about you and me, either."
"Well, when Dad and Jerry were out fishing, and my sister was over at her girl friend's place, Mom let me fuck her!"
"My God! My own sister?"
Sheri was beginning to realize hers wasn't the only mother-son relationship going on. Indeed it may have been more common than she had ever suspected.
Stanley nodded his head. "Can I fuck you now?"
She kissed him again. "If you're sure you didn't wake up my son, when you got out of bed and came in here."
"I didn't. I swear."
Sheri laughed softly and pulled on his prick. Seconds later, she guided the solid head to where it would do her the most good.
"Ohhhh, you have a nice prick, Stanley," she purred. "It's so big and hard."
"Oh Aunt Sheri," the boy moaned. "You feel so good!"
The boy humped his hips and the head of his cock went in past the moist lips of her cunt, out of sight. Sheri reached up and pulled his face down onto one of her tits.
"Suck on them, darling," she said excitedly, "while you work that big, hard cock up into me. If you're going to do it, you might as well enjoy everything."
Stanley went into action and began driving it in deep, faster and faster.
"Oh, honey, I'm going to miss you now, when you leave."
During the next three hours, the way she went at him, Sheri had Stanley wondering how much she could take. She didn't show any sign at all of letting up on him.
Finally, she looked up at him with a sweet smile and said, "Hey, it's almost daylight outside. Don't you think you've had enough for one night?"
"But you feel so good, Aunt Sheri. And it may be a long time before I get another chance like this."
"You want to play some more?"
"Yes!"
"Okay. Get off of me and let me turn over."
He pulled his stiff cock out of her and sat back on his haunches. Sheri rolled over. Then with her face on the pillow, she raised up on her knees, waving her backside in the air.
"I'll bet you haven't tried this with your mother--yet. Come on, lover boy. Get behind me and put your prick up my ass!"
* * *
At the breakfast table, there was nothing about the behavior of her two nephews to indicate they had even thought of doing anything improper with their Aunt Sheri. Indeed, they each looked like a shining example of clean-cut, clean-thinking American youth.
As soon as breakfast was over, the two boys tossed their overnight bags into the truck of their car, said goodbye to Ron and Sheri, then took off.
"Hey Mom!" said Ricky enthusiastically as he stood with her in the front window, waving at the boys as they drove off down the street. "Isn't this great?"
"What is?" Sheri teased.
"I sure didn't expect them to leave so early. We've got all day, before Dad gets home."
"All day for what?" she asked, smiling at him.
He ran his hand up under her skirt, getting a handful of pussy and Sheri glanced quickly out the window to see if anyone had seen them.
"Come on upstairs, Mom," he said. "We're gonna fuck!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was time for her son Ricky to arrive home from school, and Sheri was ready and waiting for him. She was lying on the bed, stark naked. All he had to do when he got there was strip off his clothes and jump on top of her. They could have a whole two hours of solid fucking, before his father got home from the hardware store.
Then she heard the back door open and close. She spread her legs even wider so the first thing he'd notice when he walked into the bedroom, would be her moist, open, teasing cunt.
She could hear him walking through the house. But then somebody seemed to be with him... following him.
Oh, that was ridiculous, she assured herself. Her son wouldn't be so stupid as to bring someone home with him, when he knew she was waiting for him to fuck her. He knew that she would have her clothes off, in anticipation of him climbing into bed with her, and couldn't have visitors.
Then why was he hesitating in the hall? Oh, of course. He was taking off his clothes, so he could charge into the bedroom bare-assed naked, like he'd often done before. A feeling of anxiety suddenly shot through her. She could have sworn she heard someone giggle.
That made her feel very uneasy, but before she could make a move to get off the bed and grab her dressing gown, they were in the bedroom doorway. Ricky had a girl with him. Both of them were naked. Both were staring up between her open legs. Sheri was too shocked to close them.
"Ricky!" she shrieked. "Have you lost your mind? You could let me know when you're going to have company!"
"Easy, Mom," her son said soothingly. "It's all right. This is Arlene."
In spite of Sheri's instantaneous jealousy, she had to admit to herself that the brown-haired teenage girl was a beauty. She was everything a teenage boy could ask for, especially her sunny, innocent cheerleader's face, and her delectable curves. Her tits were full and firm, a lovely work of art, as was her superb body.
She had all she needed to be elected homecoming queen, with a lot to spare. Her beautiful curves were a joy to look at, even for Sheri. Suddenly she felt an uncontrollable spasm in her pussy, from an unexpectedly arousing source.
Ricky's long, hard cock was standing proudly erect. While the girl smiled warmly at Sheri, her hand moved onto it, her fingers closing around it.
Sheri's heart skipped a beat as they moved toward the bed. Ricky put his hand on her leg, his girl friend looked directly at Sheri's pussy.
"This is an awkward way for us to meet," she said to the girl.
"It doesn't need to be," said Arlene. "That's why Ricky and I took off our clothes in the hall, so you wouldn't feel embarrassed."
"I thought you were coming home alone," Sheri said to her son, trying to act gruff, but strangely her heart wasn't in it. The tip-off was that when she said it, she was looking at the girl, instead of Ricky. The girl was undeniably a lovely-looking creature.
"Well, I was coming home alone," Ricky told her. "But when Arlene here kept asking why she couldn't tag along, I finally gave in and told her what went on between you and me."
"You didn't!"
"Heck Mom, I didn't plan on giving our secret away, but Arlene had it figured out anyway. She kept asking me why I came straight home from school everyday to be alone with my mother. Then, today, she told me she wanted to get laid, and I told her I couldn't until after supper. So she asked me flat out if I was making it with you."
"Gosh, Mrs. Bortner," said Arlene with alight, cheery laugh, "when Ricky told me he was fucking his mother, I nearly freaked out. I mean, I suspected it, but I wasn't sure. Wow! I think that's really neat!"
"You do?"
"Sure. You should hear how other boys bitch, because their mothers are always screaming and yelling at them. Some mothers haven't kissed their sons since they were babies. I think it's wonderful that Ricky loves you so much, and doesn't mind telling me so."
"I hope he doesn't tell anyone else," Sheri said.
"He won't," said the girl. "And I won't tell, either."
"My son has sex with you?" asked Sheri. "You seem so young."
Arlene laughed, showing a set of perfect teeth. "Ricky thinks I'm old enough. He gets his long, hard prick all the way up in me, right to his balls. Then he sucks on my tits until I nearly go crazy. We do it a lot, nearly every night, if we can be alone. You always know where to find your son at night. He's in my cunt."
"My son seduced you?" asked Sheri.
"You mean, did he get my cherry?" said the girl. "No. My brother got that. He used to do it to me all the time, but he's got a hot thing going with the woman next door, when her husband isn't ground."
Sheri couldn't help looking at the girl's crotch. Her young pussy bulged in minute detail between her perfect thighs.
"Where do you and my son... fuck?"
"In the back seat of his car, mostly," replied the girl without hesitation. "But we do it at my place, whenever Mom and Dad, and my brother, are out."
"That can be very dangerous," Sheri told her. "If your parents caught my son having sex with you, they'd kill him."
The girl laughed. "Dad would, that's for sure. But Mom's different. She caught us in my bedroom one day, when Ricky was fucking the hell out of me, and she didn't say anything."
"My God!" Sheri gasped.
The girl smiled at Ricky and hugged him, her hand never leaving his cock. "I think Mom would take down her panties in a second, if Ricky made a pass at her. She's crazy about him."
Ricky looked at Sheri with a big grin. "I'd like to fuck Arlene's mother, but after taking care of you and Arlene, there's no time left. Besides, if her old man would kill me for screwing his daughter, he'd kill me twice for fucking his wife."
As he spoke, Sheri watched the girl playing with her son's cock. She expertly ran the foreskin back and forth over the knob at the end. Sheri licked her lips uncontrollably as she noticed a milky glob of anticipatory cum flowing from the tip, cum Sheri had deliciously savored many times herself.
"Mmmmm, that looks good," said the girl, dropping to her knees beside the bed. In an instant, she had her mouth around his cock, turning her head and brushing back her long, brown hair, so Sheri could see her lips swallowing up the head of the shaft.
Sheri knew she should be burning up with jealousy. Here was her lover, her son, having his cock sucked by a luscious, young creature, right in front of her very eyes. Yet, instead of feeling resentment toward the girl, between her thighs her cunt was virtually erupting with heated desire.
Then Sheri realized that if this was really bothering her, like she was trying to make herself believe that it was, then how come she hadn't made a move to close her legs? In fact, she had made her pussy even more noticeable since the two of them had come into the room. Perhaps the fact that her son now had his hand on her cunt, while the girl sucked him, had a calming effect on her.
In truth, Arlene's sweet, young mouth around her teenage son's prick didn't bother her at all, because now she understood that the girl's presence meant that there were more teenage goodies to go around. Suddenly she was determined that her son's luscious, young sweetie pie wasn't going to get away with sucking his cock right in front of her, without paying a delicious price.
Sliding her naked body to the very edge of the bed, she began caressing the girl's perfect, young body. Her naked skin was so smooth it was elegant. Her tits were luscious mounds of marble, the nipples as hard as stones. Just touching them, made Sheri's mouth water and her pussy clench like its walls had been knotted.
The more Sheri touched her and ran her fingers over her kneeling body, the closer she came to the point where she had to know intimately, what was between the young girl's lovely legs.
Sheri's hand moved over the smooth globes of the girl's shapely ass, felt its way along the open crack, past her puckered, little asshole and then onto the moist hair-fringed prize it sought--her cunt.
While Sheri's fingers teased the girl's moist slit, the slurping sounds of her son's cock fucking the girl's mouth, underscored Sheri's desperate desire to kiss, lick and suck Arlene's divine pussy.
The girl could tell what Sheri had in mind, because she helped her, making just the right moves, so that Sheri's teasing fingers could play with her cunt easily from the rear. She stuck her ass out, her knees apart, to give Sheri greater access to her goodies.
Sheri now had a thrilling confrontation with a nubile female body, with no crippling inhibitions to keep her from what she wanted to do, suck the girl's tits, eat her pussy, rub her hot cunt over the girl's face, and have the girl eat her cunt.
Ricky's hands went down to the girl's shoulders, urging her to her feet. "Come on, Arlene. Let's get on the bed, with Mom."
Somehow, without taking her mouth from Ricky's cock, the girl got to her feet and she and Ricky moved onto the bed, entwining themselves with Sheri.
The girl opened her legs and Sheri dived for the mossy parting of her thighs and ass, shoving her face onto Arlene's wet crotch. When Sheri looked into it, she saw heaven.
The girl's pussy was a masterpiece. No wonder her son was so crazy about her. Brown-colored curls, like delicate strands, because of the pubic wispiness of her youth, spun in a triangle between her thighs. They framed the enticing, pink ravine of her dewy cunt, the most delicious pussy Sheri had ever seen.
The girl's pussy lips were so long and graceful and full, Sheri almost expected her cunt to smile. What was revealed when the girl dipped her pelvis enough so that her cuntlips parted, was even better --a sucking, fucking canal that looked like a throat.
"Oh, Arlene!" Sheri almost begged, calling to the new object of her desire. "Sit on my face!"
"Right on," the girl replied with a giggle, releasing Ricky's prick to talk to her. "But only if you promise to go all the way with your tongue. Bring me to an orgasm, darling mother!"
Her adolescent impertinence excited Sheri all the more, as she readied her tongue for what was to come. When the girl lowered her cunt onto her mouth, Sheri's heart was pounding with excitement. She grabbed the girl by her hips, kissing, licking and sucking her precious cunt, giving the girl even more than she bargained for.
She brought the hot, young female through three screaming, shrieking orgasms. The results made themselves known to Ricky. Arlene was so wild, she sucked him off twice, then brought his cock back up to fighting rigidity once again. Ricky looked like he was stunned.
The taste of the girl's pussy was richer and wetter to Sheri than any other she'd known. She chided herself for having missed out on this. She blamed her son for it. If this girl was a sample of the sweet, young things he was running around with, why hadn't he brought them home long before this? Sheri decided to make up for lost time. Her tongue reamed the young girl's cunt as expertly as any cock.
"Wow!" the girl shrieked, her ass writhing in response to Sheri's oral assault. "No wonder Ricky was always in such a hurry to get home after school!"
"Get back to my cock, Arlene!" Ricky demanded, startling Sheri. She'd never heard him talk that bossy. He was always so polite.
The girl's reply was just as sassy.
"Just grab yourself a chair and watch, while your mother and I get better acquainted," she snapped. "We'll put on a show for you that will have you beating your meat, before we're finished.
You've been keeping her to yourself long enough. So go play with yourself, while Mom and I get it on!"
Sheri's heart leaped with joy as Arlene rolled around on the bed beside her. Her totally nude body lay spectacularly on the white sheet, her golden-tanned skin an enticing contrast against the white background. When she parted her legs, her beautiful cunt shone between her thighs, begging for more stimulation, now that she knew what Sheri could do for her.
Sheri threw herself onto her, pressing her lips to hers and thrusting her tongue in a deep, lingering soul kiss. Their naked bodies were perfectly meshed, tits against tits, their nipples gouging sensuously, belly against belly, their navels touching each other.
"Isn't it strange?" the girl murmured. "I've only just met you, and already I'm crazy about you. I think I love you as much as I do Ricky. And I'm really nuts about him."
"You and Ricky seem to get along well together," said Sheri.
"You don't know the half," said the girl. "God, can he ever fuck! Isn't his cock just fabulous?"
Sheri laughed. "Yes. I think so."
"He freaks me out with that thing," said Arlene. "He's forever putting it up my ass. Does he do that to you?"
"Countless times."
Arlene pulled Sheri's face down onto hers and kissed her hotly, passionately. "Mmmmm," she moaned. "You feel so good."
"So do you, precious."
"I'm so glad I met you. You're terrific at eating pussy."
"I'm glad you didn't object when I did it," said Sheri.
"Why would I do that? Gosh, my girl friends and I do that to each other all the time. My best friend, Lori, stays overnight with me a couple nights a week. Soon as we're in bed, we have a ball."
Sheri smiled warmly at her. "I'll just bet you do."
"We lay together, just like you and I are now," said Arlene. "It feels so good. Then we go on to other things, like we're gonna do."
"It doesn't sound like you two get much sleep."
"Not much," agreed Arlene, "because after a while, my brother sneaks into the room and fucks the two of us. That's when it gets really wild."
"My God!" Sheri exclaimed.
"I don't know what keeps my folks from hearing what goes on," said Arlene. "But their bedroom is away down the hall. God, Dad would brain my brother if he knew he was fucking me."
With her legs spread, the lower half of Sheri's body slid like it was made to fit between the young girl's thighs. Their cunts met in a slurpy embrace that sent thrills coursing through every part of them. Their pussies felt like heaven to each other. Cuntlips caressed their counterparts until Sheri was so aroused she was grinding away as if she were fucking with a cock.
There was no generation gap as far as Sheri and Arlene were concerned. Not when their clits were touching, their pussies rubbing, their hands caressing each other's tits and asses.
"Oh, Mom! Yes! Do it just like that!" the girl cried out.
"Mmmmmmm, Arlene, you're so lovable... " Sheri's hands were all over the young girl's tits. Their exquisiteness thrilled her fingertips, as she kneaded the girl's nipples until they were as hard as miniature cocks. Aching for a taste, she slid her head down the girl's neck and onto her chest, seizing her left tit with her mouth, swallowing the erect nipple and mauling it mercilessly with her tongue.
As she sucked on Arlene's tits, she glanced over at her son, wondering if he was jealous. If he was, he wasn't showing it by the way he was playing with his prick. It was long and hard, sticking out in front of him, while he slowly stroked it, staring at the sight before him on the bed.
Sheri wanted to tease him, make him wonder if he'd outsmarted himself by bringing his hot-cunted young girl friend over to meet her. There was only one way to do that, by bearing down on sweet, sexy Arlene for all she was worth, until their pussies both spasmed in climax and Ricky felt left out.
She went at Arlene with redoubled vigor. Their, cunts pressed together so solidly that there was no telling where one pussy ended and the other began. The thatches of pussy hair mingled as one.
"Oh!" Arlene cried out. "Mrs. Bortner!"
"This is no time... to remind me I'm... a married woman, darling," Sheri murmured with her mouth filled with the girl's nipple. "My name is Sheri."
"Oh, Sheri... ohhhhhhh... "
Their pelvic bones ground into one another like cars in a head-on collision. Thrills spasmed through both their bodies as though they were Siamese twins joined at the pussy.
"Sheri... I love it... "
"So do I, you sweet, little doll... "
Each of their tongues probed the other's mouth like cocks inside of cunts, their mouths engorged by throbbing, thrusting flesh. Arlene was all girl beneath Sheri, writhing in ecstasy as they each gave to the other as good as they got, loving every minute of it.
"Oh, Sheri... what you're doing to me... "
"Mmmmm... you're delicious... "
The more their action heated up, the harder it was for Ricky to stay in his chair. His cock grew bigger and thicker in his stroking hand until it was larger than Sheri had ever seen it. As she looked at him, it seemed incongruous, him sitting there with his smooth, hairless teenage body, and sticking out from it was the biggest, throbbingest, stiffest prick any girl or woman could ever wish for.
Watching it impatiently straining in his nervous hand, made Sheri realize how important her son's prick had become in her extra-marital sex life. There was no need to ignore the teenage cock of her dreams, just because he had brought home the teenage pussy of her dreams.
Sheri suddenly wanted them both, and looked up from the young girl's tits to give her son an invitation with her eyes. She'd shown him her bedroom eyes often enough for him to know that she wanted him now. He virtually leaped from his chair onto the bed with them, grabbing both of them with his eager, excited hands, his bone-hard cock prodding each of them in fun places.
Sheri smiled with satisfaction, knowing his lust for both her and the young girl, was tremendous.
"Couldn't mind your own business, eh, lover boy?" the young girl teased, as though she'd known all along it was just a matter of time before he joined them.
"I didn't want you two to pick up any bad habits, like being able to get along without me," Ricky said, grinning.
"Now that we have a magnificent bone-hard prick added to the party," said Sheri, "let's put it to good use."
Sheri rolled over on her back, inviting both of them to work her over, anxious to have a teenager at each end of her. Her mouth was open, beckoning for her son's cock to slip into it. And her legs were spread wide, her cunt eager for Arlene to eat it.
As quickly as she had conceived the arrangement, Ricky and Arlene took up their positions, both of them acting as though they could read her mind. Arlene's face disappeared between Sheri's thighs, only her smooth, bobbing forehead showing above the curly fringe of Sheri's pubic bush. She got a quick glance at her going down on her, before her son's loins swooped over her and his long, hard shaft moved into her waiting mouth.
"There it is, Mom! Suck on it!"
She felt like a fish speared at both ends as her boy-girl love team worked on her mouth and her cunt. The young girl's tongue was a marvel worthy of a harem girl, plunging within Sheri's hot pussy. And her son's prick matched it every step of the way. Arlene had Sheri writhing in orgasm before she barely got started sucking on her son's stiffened cock.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh. Oh, Arlene! You darling! Ahhhhhhh!"
Patiently, her son waited for her to recover. As soon as she had caught her breath, she resumed sucking on his throbbing cock.
"You like that, don't you, Mom?" he said. "You may enjoy eating Arlene's cunt, but you're still great at sucking cock."
Her son's prick burrowed deeper and deeper into her mouth. Sheri became increasingly aware of something unusual about it, beyond its usual length and thickness. Whatever it was, it was making her senses reel with erotic feelings.
It was the taste, Sheri suddenly realized. A taste and scent that were different and familiar at the same time.
"Mmmmmmm," Sheri moaned, finally figuring it out, letting her senses fully appreciate the erotic mixture. "I can taste Arlene's flavor on your prick. How can that be, if you both came here straight from school?"
Her son laughed. Arlene raised up from where she was crouched between Sheri's open thighs. With a mischievous smile on her face, she scrambled up alongside her to explain.
"I knew my mother wouldn't be home this afternoon," she said. "So Ricky and I cut classes and went to my place, to fuck. That's how I found out about you and him. We were getting along great, me thinking he'd fuck me right up until supper time, when my folks would be coming home. Then, just about the time school is getting out, Ricky wants to get up and go home."
Sheri couldn't help laughing.
"Well, I wasn't letting him get away with that," said Arlene. "I wouldn't turn him loose and let him off the bed until he told me why he had to come home and be alone with you."
"Then I told her the whole thing," said Ricky with a deep sigh.
"So I insisted on coming along, too," said Arlene. "I figured any woman who is open-minded enough to fuck her own son, would really go for what the three of us could do together."
"You darling!" said Sheri, hugging them both. "So you two skipped school and fucked?"
Arlene nodded dreamily. "And it was worth it!"
"Then do it again, so I can watch!" Sheri said, releasing her son's cock.
She was suddenly anxious to see both of them in action, hopelessly turned-on by the idea of watching two, beautiful teenagers locked in a passionate embrace while they fucked each other.
The young girl looked at Sheri and laughed. "Okay. We'll really put on a show for you." She tickled Ricky in the ribs. "How about it, stud? You up to it?"
"Try me."
Sheri moved over to the side of the bed to make room for them, while she watched. She spread her legs and rubbed her pussy like some perverted, female peeping Tom.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sheri watched the young girl scramble to her hands and knees, grinning back at Ricky over her slender shoulder. Her trim ass jutted out to show him how much she wanted it, her cunt quivering wetly between her thighs.
Sheri's son was ready. Quickly, he knelt behind the girl's waiting thighs. Spreading her cuntlips with one hand, he carefully positioned the knob of his prick against the opening of her cunt, getting ready to shove it in.
"That's it, Ricky darling. Good for you. You got the right hole this time," the girl teased. She looked at Sheri and laughed. "He likes to shove it up my asshole and then make out that it was an accident."
Sheri's son waited a moment for the girl's cunt to relax for the entry of his invading cock. Then he eased it forward, jamming his rugged shaft into her quivering pussy with slow determination.
Sheri was fascinated as she watched her son's cock move back and forth, going deeper each time, until he had it in the girl's cunt as far as it could go. Then he pulled back and rammed it in deep, sending the girl's sweaty, naked body falling forward with a lurch. Her arms collapsed, and she hung impaled on the steel-hard cock that was up in her.
"Are you all right?" Sheri asked the girl anxiously.
"Yes, no thanks to your son," she said, catching her breath. "Damn, he's got the biggest cock of any guy in school!"
"How do you know?" asked Sheri, grinning at her.
"I haven't fucked them all, if that's what you're thinking. About half, maybe. I'd have fucked the others by now, except your son gets so uptight when I fool around with anyone else."
"Jealous, eh?"
"Is he ever. He nearly flipped when he found out that my brother still fucks me. He wants me all to himself."
"I don't blame him," said Sheri. "But you said his cock was bigger than any guy in school."
"Sure. My girl friends have fucked the guys that I haven't," said Arlene. "They all tell me Ricky's cock is the biggest. That's how I know."
"But how do they know?" asked Sheri. "Has Ricky fucked them?"
"Damned right he has," panted the girl. "And a few of their mothers too. This boy of yours will fuck anything with a cunt on it."
"Look who's talking," said Ricky, giving his cock an almost violent thrust into her. "You think I don't know the school principal fucked you, that day he called you into his office?"
"How did you find that out?" the girl gasped.
"Debbie Allen told me. She walked into his office and saw him with his cock out and you leaning over his desk, with your skirt up over your bare ass!"
"That tattle tale!" said Arlene angrily. "Well, now we're even. You threw a fuck into his wife at the picnic."
"I did not!"
"Yes, you did. I saw you two sneak off into the bushes together. I slipped up on you, to make sure. You banged her all right!"
"Will you shut up and fuck?" said Ricky, sounding annoyed. "Humping you is like throwing a fuck into a radio!"
Sheri was so excited watching the two teenagers fuck, she couldn't resist fingering her pussy. Then, continuing the rhythmic motion of her finger-fucking, she reached out with her other hand and caressed the joining of their genitals, thrilling at the moist coupling of her son's prick, buried to his balls in the girl's hot pussy.
Arlene was panting and writhing, her face to the mattress, her ass up high, held by Ricky's hands, his energetic cock pounding into her.
Sheri, her searching finger moving up the dewy furrow of the girl's ass, could feel the rosebud of her asshole pulsating from the invasion of Ricky's cock, deep in her cunt. Her tender loins were shimmering, seeming on the verge of being fucked apart.
"Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh!" she moaned, breaking out in a fresh sweat.
"Darling, are you sure you're all right?" asked Sheri, really concerned.
The girl smiled up at her. "It's hard for me to keep my cool, when lover boy here, gets me in this position. I really love it. He gets in so deep!"
"He looks like he's pounding the hell out of you," said Sheri.
"Don't look so concerned, Sheri," said the girl, trying to reassure her. "I always go to pieces, every time Ricky shoves that big cock of his up my pussy. He isn't really brutal. It's just that when he gets a hold of me like this, he goes ape."
"Shut up and fuck!" Ricky grumbled.
Sheri and Arlene both giggled.
Suddenly Sheri was so aroused by what she was watching that she had to be a part of it. She eased herself down toward the moist point of their union, running her tongue over the shaft of her son's stiff prick between the girl's hot pussy lips. Lovingly, she lapped away at the sloppy melding of cock and cunt.
Then she slid her tongue up the valley of the girl's backside to her puckered asshole that Sheri had so tenderly fingered. The tip of Sheri's tongue licked all around the girl's asshole and then back and forth over it, until the girl was shrieking with delight. Going further, her tongue licked under the shaft of her son's pumping cock and came to the folds of the girl's cunt where her clit was stiffly protruding. The clit was an easy target for Sheri's tongue and she teased it mercilessly.
"Oh, Sheri! Wow!" Arlene shrieked.
"You like that, baby?" said Sheri.
"Between the two of you, I'll go mad!" Arlene cried out.
"Then I'll do it some more--"
"No! Swing your ass around here, Sheri," said the girl, "so I can get at your cunt. We want you in on this too, don't we, Ricky?"
"Shut up and fuck!"
Sheri lost no time in seating herself in front of the girl's face, her legs spread open. Arlene burrowed her head up between Sheri's thighs, her mouth on her cunt.
Sheri could feel the girl's hot tongue lapping along her pussy lips and knew now she was in for a real good time. Within seconds Arlene's tongue traced a route over the puckered ridges of Sheri's asshole, in and around the crack of her ass, and then dived into her hot, open slit, tickling her clit at the end of the trip.
Sheri's cunt now was being thoroughly serviced. She returned her attention to her son, holding the girl by the cheeks of her ass, drilling his prick in and out of her for all he was worth.
"I think Ricky's about ready to shoot his load into you, darling," said Sheri. "He's getting red in the face."
"Ohhhhhhh, I'm going to make it, too," the girl groaned.
Ricky's hot-assed young girl friend went to work on Sheri's cunt with a vengeance, so that she didn't get left behind. She needn't have worried. At the same time Arlene came off, Sheri wet her face with her pussy juices.
"Ahhhh! Here it comes!" shouted Ricky. "Oh baby!"
Sheri fell back, panting and gasping for air. While her senses reeled from the sensational orgasm she had, Arlene crawled up and flopped down beside her. Ricky sprawled between them, his arms around them both. It's a good thing it was a king-size bed, or they would have all landed on the floor.
When her mind began to settle, Sheri was aware that her son and his girl friend were having an exciting conversation. Before she could ask what was going on, their panting discussion began to make sense to her.
"You mean it? You really want to watch me put my prick up Mom's ass?"
The girl giggled. "Yes. Let's play bugger your mother."
They immediately began hauling Sheri around, rolling her onto her stomach, then raising her up onto her knees. Arlene helped by holding Ricky's stiff cock for him and guiding it toward Sheri's luscious ass. When the purplish tip of his prick was pressing insistently against her asshole, Arlene leaned down and planted a sloppy kiss on Sheri's asshole, lapping the tender ridges with her spit for lubrication.
"You young devil!" Sheri said to Arlene. "I was planning to watch you get his prick up your ass."
The girl laughed. "But it's your ass Ricky wants to ravish. Haven't you noticed the way he's been looking at it? He's a real momma's boy, all right. He can't stay away from her ass for more than five minutes. Besides, he's already destroyed mine. Now it's your turn."
The girl grabbed the shaft of Ricky's prick again, gave his meat a yank, and the rest of his slim young body followed. His loins surged toward the target of his mother's asshole as though he intended to stuff his cock into the opening in one massive shove.
In a single thrust he was inside Sheri's tight ass at least four inches, a fact which could be confirmed by Sheri's startled shriek.
"Ohhh! My God! Easy with that thing!"
"Isn't he marvelous?" said Arlene with a cheerful grin. "Only minutes ago, his cock was as limp as a wet washcloth."
"How did he get it up so fast?" asked Sheri.
"I sucked him," said Arlene. "That gets him every time."
Arlene seized the exposed area of Ricky's prick with her mouth, gradually skidding toward his balls as he stiffly worked the remaining inches into Sheri's ass. In a moment he was in her up to the hilt, and Arlene cupped his hairy balls with her fingers and licked them with her tongue. Then she stuffed them into her mouth like a glutton. When she had both his balls in her mouth, she tightened her lips around them and tugged at his scrotum, agitating the cum already churning inside.
"What's she doing?" asked Sheri, not being able to see what was going on behind her.
"Stuffing my balls down her throat," panted Ricky. "There's no stopping her once she gets started. When she can't get my cock, she goes after my balls."
Finally, the girl let Ricky's balls slip from her mouth and turned her attention and talents to Sheri's cunt. Her tongue was like a hot lance against the walls of Sheri's pussy, miraculously touching all the right places. With her expert licking, Sheri started having several miniature orgasms. With Arlene's insistent mouth on her pussy, and her son's cock up her ass, Sheri exploded, an ocean of pussy juice bathing Arlene's face.
"Ahhhhh! Ohhhhh! You darlings!" Sheri shrieked happily.
Ricky's girl friend sputtered. "Sheri! You trying to drown me in your juices?"
Suddenly Ricky came off. Sheri felt his hot fluid spurting up into her ass. Between her legs, her pussy gushed as though out of control, while her body orgasmically convulsed. Her second climax drenched Arlene's face again, the hot fluids of female orgasm flowed with no stops.
The three of them, entwined and interlocked, quivered and tensed, jumped and jolted. They wallowed together in the softness of the mattress, the wet lubrication of spurting cum and flowing pussy juice.
Their sweaty, naked bodies slid against each other like they were coated with axle grease, each new movement by one of them immediately bringing an unprecedented thrill to the other two.
And then, finally, Sheri's cunt was glistening, the last slick cum licked clean. Arlene turned toward her, finding her face and pressing her lips to Sheri's mouth.
At last, they were finished. Sheri and Arlene collapsed into a tired, wet heap of naked flesh on Sheri's hopelessly stained bedsheet. Ricky went into the bathroom to give his cock a good wash.
When he came back and got onto the bed, Sheri wrapped her hand around his semi-erect cock, smiling to herself with the knowledge that it would never grow completely limp as long as there was even a hint of sex in the air. That's the way it was with the young, she thought warmly as she lovingly gripped her son's cock. Arlene's fingers found their way to his balls.
The young girl's pussy was only inches from Sheri's face, framed by the golden cheeks of her adorable ass. Sheri nuzzled in between her asscheeks and brushed her lips against the young girl's pussy, loving its pungent scent of sex mixed with its perpetual adolescent freshness.
God, how she loved these two teenagers and their infinite ability to fuck and suck and still retain their youthful freshness. Being with them, and doing it with them, made her feel as young and carefree as they were.
* * *
"Good evening, Mrs. Bortner," said the smiling, handsome teenager, when Sheri answered the door. "I'm Bob Clements, Arlene's brother. I'd like to talk to you about my sister. May I come in?" .
"Yes, of course," said Sheri, all smiles, because this kid looked like a real hunk of man. She moved aside to let him into the hall, closed the door behind him and led him into the living room. "Won't you sit down?" she invited, patting the seat beside her. When he seated himself, closer to her than might be considered proper, she said, "Now, what about your sister?"
"I hope I'm not interfering with anything you might have planned, coming here unexpected like this," said the polite teenager.
"No. You're not," Sheri assured him.
"Arlene said this would be a good time to see you," he told her. "Your husband is taking inventory at the hardware store and won't be home until late. And your son is with my sister, on a date. He won't be back until late either."
"Really, I--I--"
"I've been real anxious to see you, Mrs. Bortner --may I call you Sheri?"
"Please do."
"Arlene suggested I get with you about our two main interests."
"What are those?"
"You have a thing for teenage cock, and my thing is fucking married women."
Sheri stared at him with her mouth open, unable to find any words. His arm slipped around behind her, onto her shoulders.
"My sister says you're a really wild piece of ass, that you fuck like you can never get enough. You even let your son fuck you. That's for me!"
While Sheri was still stunned at the boy's uninhibited advances, he pressed his mouth onto hers. She felt his tongue slipping into her mouth. His arm around her shoulder tightened, the hand moving down onto one of her tits, taking a firm grip on it. Suddenly his other hand shot up under her skirt, between her thighs and he got himself a handful of cunt.
It was a hot and passionate embrace, and it went ,on for a long time. Long before he took his mouth from hers, she had stopped struggling and was ready for anything.
"My sister was right about you," he said, breathing as hard as she was. "The crotch of your panties is wet. You're really hot to get fucked, aren't you?"
"Well, I--I--"
"Undo my zipper," he said, "and see what I have for you."
Whether Sheri would have refused or not, was of no importance. Her fingers moved of their own accord, independent of any decision she might have made. Her hand whisked his zipper open, reached in and hauled out his cock, thick and throbbing, as stiff as a hammer handle and about the same length.
Her fingers moved up and down on the rigid shaft, teasing the foreskin back and forth, her thumb brushing gently over the head. It was truly a magnificent prick.
He flipped up her skirt, his fingers grasping the waistband of her panties.
"Let's get these panties off," he said, "so I can get a good look at where I'm going to put my cock."
"My God!" she gasped. "You don't even give a woman time to think!"
"It's better that way," he said, grinning at her as he slid her panties off of her. "You give a woman time to think and she starts worrying about somebody coming in and catching her doing something naughty. She starts wondering what her husband will do, if he finds out she's fucking someone else. If she doesn't get time to think, she just lays back and enjoys what she wanted all along--a big stiff prick that isn't her husband's."
"Christ, for somebody so young, you have it all figured out, haven't you?" said Sheri as he pushed her down onto the couch and spread her legs wide apart.
"It comes from experience," said the teenage boy, climbing on top of her. "You get lots of that in this suburb. There isn't a woman in this neighborhood who doesn't want to fuck, while her husband is at work or out somewhere at night."
"My God!"
"But you have to be quick," he went on. "Soon as you see someone who's in the mood for it, you get your prick up into her and give her what she wants, before she can start worrying about what the neighbors will say if they find out."
"Ohhh! Ahhh! Damn it, not so hard!"
"Sorry. My cock is pretty big."
"And hard. Just give me a minute until I adjust to you, honey. Then you can really pound it to me."
"You like it that way?"
"Mmmmm. Now that you've got me in the mood, you won't find a way that I don't like."
"I'm glad to hear that," he said with a chuckle. "Then after I've done everything else to you, I'll put my prick up your ass."
"You'll what?"
"Don't give me that shocked routine," he told her. "My sister told me how much you like having your son's prick in your ass."
"Damn! Is there anything that girl hasn't told you?"
He took a minute to plunge his prick in deeper, before he answered.
"Well, when she and I are in bed, snuggled up together, after having fucked half the night, it's only natural that we would talk about what interests us most," he told her.
An hour later, Sheri looked down at his head, his face buried between her bare tits. She could feel his mighty cock still in her, swimming around in a pool of hot cream he put there through several ejaculations. She was drifting back to reality after her seventh or eighth orgasm.
"Okay, lover boy. You've given me an idea of what you can do. Now let's go upstairs, where there's room for us to do everything to each other --including you getting your prick up my ass!"
CHAPTER NINE
Sheri watched from the living room window as Todd Waller's car pulled into her driveway. He hadn't wasted any time. Ten minutes earlier, he phoned to see if it would be convenient for him to drop by. He had some reasonable explanation for wanting to see her, but that was only an excuse, she felt certain.
As soon as she hung up the phone, Sheri took a quick shower, dressed and combed her titian hair into soft, flowing waves that flounced about her shoulders when she moved. Satisfied that she presented a very appetizing picture, she went downstairs and waited by the living room window.
"Todd, what a pleasant surprise," said Sheri, smiling at him as he stood in the open doorway. "Do come in."
"I hope this isn't imposing on you," he said as she moved to one side to let him step into the hallway."
"Nonsense," she replied, closing the door behind him. "It's a very good time. I had all my housework finished. I don't know what I would have done to brighten up a dull afternoon, if you hadn't dropped by."
"Well, you certainly make a man feel welcome," Todd said, grinning at her.
"Come into the living room and sit down," she invited. "I'll fix us a drink, then I'll talk your ear off. After listening to me until your ears are numb, you'll think twice the next time, before dropping in on a lonely, bored housewife."
"Matter of viewpoint," replied Todd, grinning at her. "I'm calling on a woman who is extremely beautiful and very desirable."
"Why, thank you," Sheri said, busy at the liquor cabinet, filling two glasses. "It's very sweet of you to say that."
She handed one of the glasses to Todd and sat beside him on the couch. He sipped his drink quietly, while his eyes gazed at her appraisingly. She smiled to conceal her feelings of anxiety.
Behind her show of exuberance, Sheri was uneasy. Todd's wife was her husband's secretary. Sheri had good reason to believe her husband Dan, had a good thing going with her, a little hanky-panky on his office couch, during the day. Did Todd suspect what was going on? Did he want to discuss it with her?
Judging from the way he looked at her, he wanted to climb on top of her right then and there. That thought excited her. But that look of his could also mean that he knew all about what was going on between his wife and her husband. Dan could be in for a lot of trouble.
"I'm very attracted to you, Sheri," said Todd, setting down his glass. "You're so lovely, how could any man feel otherwise?"
Sheri gasped. She could hardly believe he would walk right into her house and make a play for her so quickly. He was so sure of himself. She had never known a man with such confidence. Could it be that he had something to back it up? Like a knowledge of what went on at her husband's office?
"You are a very beautiful woman, Sheri," he said quietly.
"Thank you."
"Not at all," he said, grinning. "I'd have to be blind, not to appreciate your beauty and your charm."
God, she thought to herself, he's really laying it on. But it was very effective. She liked it. This neighbor of hers, who lived down the street, was turning her on. Not that it was hard to do. She'd had her eye on him for some time.
"The truth of the matter is," Todd continued, leaning closer to her, "that from the moment I first met you, I've wanted to make it with you."
Sheri was astonished now as Todd leaned fully over her and kissed her on the mouth. She didn't resist, and made no effort to move away. He kissed her long and deeply, pushing his tongue into her warm, wet mouth in a hot, sensuous French kiss.
"Oh, Sheri, I want you!" he told her as he breathed heavily into her ear.
"Oh Todd, I don't know... this is all so sudden," she replied dramatically.
He kissed her again, long and passionately. Her arms reached up and entwined about his neck.
"Todd, why did you stop by? Did you want to see me about something? You knew my husband wouldn't be home."
"Yes, I knew. I came here because I want to fuck you."
"Oh!"
"And I don't think I'm wrong in believing that's just what you want me to do."
The very obsceneness of his reply made Sheri shiver with excitement. She'd been propositioned before, numerous times, but never as openly and as directly as this. She felt his hand inside her dress, unfastening her bra. How did he get in there so fast?
"What makes you so certain that I--"
"At the party the Tuckers gave the other night," he said huskily. "Did you think I didn't notice the way you looked at me?"
"You looked at me the same way."
"Yes. I had the same thing on my mind as you did. We both wanted the same thing, to be alone together and fuck."
"Really now, I don't--"
"I spent all evening at that party, watching for a chance to get you off alone somewhere, to give you what you were hot for. But it wasn't possible. Your husband never let you out of his sight."
"Yes, he is a spoilsport at times."
"But we're alone now... "
"Yes."
His hand began to ease her dress down from her shoulders.
"Wait... I'll do it."
Sheri got to her feet and stood in front of him as she slowly took off her dress. He gazed excitedly at her, watching her remove her bra and then her panties. He leaped to his feet and stripped himself naked. Sheri watched his every move, gazing with admiration at his lean, muscular body. His hugely erect prick jutted out in front of him.
"I hope nothing I've said has given you the wrong impression about my intentions," he said, grinning.
She stared at his cock and laughed. "There's no mistaking your intentions, with that big thing pointing at me."
He pulled her into his arms and she wrapped hers about his neck, rubbing her cunt up against his upright prick. She returned his kisses with heat and mounting passion.
"Upstairs," she said in a whisper. "My bedroom... "
He released her and followed her up the stairs. Sheri could almost feel his eyes on her bare ass. Her shapely smooth ass undulated seductively before his lust-ridden eyes as he followed her up the carpeted stairway. His hand reached out and Sheri let out a delighted squeal as his hand moved in under the provocative globes of her ass, his fingers teasing the lips of her moist cunt.
"Your hand is very quick," she said.
"Wait'll you see how fast my cock can move," he replied.
In her bedroom by her bed, she turned and he feasted his eyes on the full wonder of her luscious tits. They stood out high and firm, the nipples stiffened with arousal.
"Oh, baby. Am I ever going to chew on them!"
"Just don't leave teeth marks, for my husband to find," Sheri cautioned.
"I won't leave any clues," said Todd, "except a gallon of cum in your cunt."
"If you have a gallon of your cum for me," said Sheri, "I'll see to it that my husband doesn't find it."
Hotly aroused, Sheri stretched out on the bed, spreading her legs wide apart, giving Todd a clear view of the goodies she was now offering to him. It was all the encouragement he needed and he quickly climbed on top of her, kissing her with lustful passion.
"Oh Sheri!"
"Todd... "
Moments later, easing his lips from her open mouth, he ran his tongue along the sensitive flesh of her neck, licking and nipping her trembling muscles. Sheri moaned softly, a humming sound deep in her throat. Soon she was crying out for his hard prick. He moved his tongue along her smooth flesh to the full, round mounds of her tits. The nipples were hardened into erect buds of pleasure.
"Oh God," she moaned. "You have me so hot and excited!"
"That's the way I'm going to keep you, sweetheart," he panted. "All afternoon!"
He licked and kissed her luscious tits, sucking on the nipples, moving from one to the other, back and forth, until Sheri was writhing and squirming beneath him.
"Ohhhhh, that feels so good," she sighed.
She couldn't begin to control the growing excitement in her body, even if she'd wanted to. The pleasures from his teeth nipping lightly on her nipples, traveled quickly to the depths of her pelvic area. It caused her to move her hips even more erotically. His hot, wet tongue licked its way down her body to her firm belly, coming suddenly into contact with the first wispy red hairs of her pubic mound. Sheri was so engrossed with the pleasures created by his mouth on her tits, she was unaware for the moment, of where he was headed. But then she realized where he intended to do the rest of his licking. It was going to be between her legs, upon the arching slit of her hot cunt. His head was between her thighs. Knowing what he was up to, made her tremble with anticipation.
"Oh Todd, you devil. Do it. Lick my cunt."
He stared down between her wide-spread legs, looking lustfully at her enticing cuntlips, edged so delicately with red pussy hair. Her rigid clit stood out, a bud of quivering pleasure. Slowly, he placed his thumbs on either side of her wet slit and spread the soft lips apart. The pink flesh of her throbbing cunt was completely exposed to his gaze.
"Ohhhhh, Todd! Darling!" she cried out, rolling her head from side to side.
She felt his hot breath grazing the sensitive nerves of her pussy. She drew in her own breath sharply as she felt his tongue on her exposed cunt. His tongue teased its way over her moist cunt and licked every part of her entrance to heaven.
Then it happened. Her whole body convulsively jerked as his wet tongue probed her steaming cunt. A shock of intense, vibrant pleasure rocked her body and she writhed and bounced her ass on the mattress in the delights of her orgasm.
"Ohh! Ahhh! Todd! Ohhhhh!" she cried out.
A second climax followed shortly after the first and she ground her cunt shamelessly against her lover's face.
"When are you going to fuck me?" she gasped.
"Damned soon," he replied, his words muffled in her cunt. "Nothing like a few orgasms first, to get you in the mood for it."
"Oh, lover! I'm in the mood for it. Honest!"
She tried to draw her legs together in an effort to keep his thrusting tongue from driving her out of her mind. But Todd was just getting into the spirit of things, as well as her cunt, and he went right on licking and sucking. Sheri felt another climax building up. It gathered force as he held her legs wide apart and buried his face in her openly spread cunt. His tongue wetly covered her stiffened clit with heated sensations. His lips curled around it and he sucked on it without mercy.
"Damn it, Todd! Let me catch my breath. Ohhh!"
Waves of passion swept through her as his lips nipped at her sensitive clit. She threw out her legs, kicking them wide apart. Todd went right on with his oral assault up between her thighs.
"Aaaah! Ohhh!"
Raising her head, Sheri stared with excited eyes at the way he was devouring her pussy.
"I'll drown you in my juices, you bastard!" she cried.
She couldn't believe what he was doing to her. God, he was ten times better at it than any man who had ever gone down on her.
"Todd!" she shrieked. "I'm cumming!"
She was so stunned she couldn't recall if this was the second, third or fourth. It didn't matter. It was all part of one glorious all-afternoon fuck. She struggled to cope with the intense bolts of sensation that shot through her body, from the tip of her toes to the top of her head.
Slipping his hands under the cheeks of her ass, Todd brought her cunt up tighter to his probing tongue. He squeezed the pliant flesh, holding the luscious globes with his fingers while he ran his tongue all around in the heated valley of her pussy.
His tongue touched the puckered ring of her asshole and Sheri let out a shriek.
Her hips, raised so openly to his face, allowed him to burrow deeper into the succulent, moist flesh of her hot cunt.
"Todd! You darling!"
Her mind vaguely wondered why she hadn't had this expert cuntlapper between her thighs long before this. God, she could have been enjoying this all along.
Suddenly her hands grasped his head. "No more! I want your cock! Give me your prick! Fuck me!"
Todd grinned with satisfaction.
"I always like to hold off, until the lady is sure what she wants," he said. "When she asks me, even begs for it, then I fuck her."
"Damn you! Fuck me! Give me your cock!"
"I'll give it to you, sweetheart," he said. "A good deal more than you'd hoped for."
Her body still shook from the tremors of her various orgasms. Sheri looked up at the lewdly grinning expression on Todd's face, wet with her cuntjuice. Noting the obvious glee in his eyes, she shifted her gaze downward and gasped at the sight of what he was going to put into her. His huge throbbing cock stood straight out from his loins, ready for action.
"God, you're big!" she choked.
"Not too big, I trust."
"You're better hung than my husband, that's for sure."
She saw no need to mention that he was also better endowed than some others who had fucked her. Her eyes continued examining his big cock swinging between her legs and she was quite impressed.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, Sheri," he said. "Like I've wanted to since the first time I met you."
"God, take it easy with that thing, until I get used to you," she said.
"You'll get used to it, sweetheart," he assured her. "It's going to be in your cunt a lot, from now on."
"Is that a promise?"
"That's a dead certainty," he said, grinning at her.
Guiding the solid head of his cock along the moist slit of her quivering cunt, Todd moved it back and forth. When it made contact with Sheri's stiffened clit, she felt a tantalizing shock of further pleasure. Sliding the head back slowly along her tender cunt flesh, he thrilled her with the stirring sensation it caused.
"Mmmmm," Sheri sighed.
"Here it comes, honey!"
The throbbing head eased its way in past her moist cuntlips. The warmth of her wet cunt flesh around the head of his prick was a sensual buttery delight, and the stirring pressure in his balls began to build.
Todd moved his hips forward, pressing the head of his cock further into the warmth of Sheri's passion-slick cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Sheri moaned breathlessly.
He shoved again, sending the rubber-like head in another inch and the snug wetness was a teasing warmth of hot clasping flesh around his prick.
"Ohhhh! Ahhhhh! Easy, honey!" Sheri gasped.
"That's it, Sheri. You're taking it like a good, little girl."
"Mmmmmm. The feel of it would make a good, little girl go bad."
He moved into her heated depths. Sheri wanted his hard prick totally wrapped by the hot walls of her moist, throbbing cunt. Inch by inch, he eased his way into her pussy, filling her passage with the length of his solid shaft.
Again he thrust, and his long, hard cock glided along the remaining distance. The spongy head pressed right up against her cervix.
"Ahhhh!" Sheri groaned, almost gratefully. She could feel the bushiness of his pubic hair pressing against her cuntlips and his cum-filled balls rubbed up between her wide-spread thighs.
His prick in her right up to the hilt, Todd lay motionless on top of her, kissing her cheeks, her neck and her mouth tenderly, while he gave her pussy time to adjust to his size. Sheri's arms snaked up and around his neck, her lips close to his ear as she whispered softly.
"I'm ready, my sweet lover. Do it to me!"
He began to fuck in and out of her wet, warm cunt. His long, hard strokes pounded deep into her pussy. The solid head of his shaft nudged her cervix relentlessly. Sheri's ass wriggled. She undulated her hips against him, in keeping with his driving movements.
"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!" Sheri chanted in time to his long, hard strokes. She thrust her cunt up each time, to take the demanding pace he set. She felt every inch of his bone-like cock, slipping smoothly back and forth in her hot, clasping cuntal passage.
Sheri fucked back at him eagerly, passionately, raising her ass up to each of his downward strokes. Her thighs spread wide apart to take him into her as deep as possible. Nothing else mattered now except the joy she was getting from his pleasure-giving prick. There was no purpose or plan to follow, just the ultimate lusting desire to be fucked and fucked by her new-found lover.
"Ohhh, Todd! It's good! Give it to me, darling! Oh, you're really fucking me!"
"Uuugh! Uuugh! Uuugh! Oh honey! You're such a luscious piece of ass!"
His fingers squeezed into the soft, unresisting flesh of the churning globes of her ass.
"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" The lewd chanting words streamed from her mouth as his driving prick sent her to the heights of soaring ecstasy.
"Ahhhh! Ohhh!"
She felt a tingling ticklish sensation that soon traveled all through her body. Her cunt throbbed with each thrust of his busy prick and she thrilled to the joyful sensation all around her twisting, squirming hips.
"Ahhh! Uuuugh!" she gasped as his prick pounded her relentlessly. She struggled with her breathing, gasping again and again for air, as she rolled her face from side to side. Her titian hair fanned out across the pillow.
Her cunt was an inferno of sexual delight. Todd's slamming prick wracked her heaving body into contorted jerks and spasms. Sheri felt the fire in her cunt, growing, spreading. Then she came!
"More, darling! Give me more! Ahhhh!"
Her cries were like a signal. Shoving forward with all the strength he had, Todd drove his prick in as deep as he could possibly go. He worked furiously to bring her to the peak of sexual climax. She thrust her cunt back against his hammering cock, jerking and bouncing wildly on the bed.
"Oh, God! I'm there! Ahhh!" She pushed her ass up off the bed and she felt the fantastic rush of her surging climax overtake her. The flow of her release oozed out of her contracting cunt. She was wilder than she'd ever been with any other man.
Suddenly it hit Todd, too. Sheri could tell. Surging waves of pleasure swept through him. He was lost in the incredible stimulation of his own climax. His prick spurted its hot load deep into Sheri's cunt.
"Ohhhhh!" she groaned, as she lay sprawled limply on the bed, her arms and legs flung out across the sheet. The liquid heat from Todd's prick spewed into her satiated pussy in a series of jetting spurts.
* * *
Without being at all aware of the time, Sheri and Todd fucked all afternoon. Shortly after six o'clock, Sheri giggled and screamed, "Darling! That tickles!"
Then she caught sight of her husband in the doorway of the bedroom, staring at her.
"What the hell's going on here?" Dan bellowed.
Sheri looked up at him. "Oh, hi, darling. Is it that time already?"
Todd looked at him, with a grin on his face. "Hi, Dan. How are things at the office?"
"Just what the fuck do you think you are doing?" Dan demanded of Todd, not to be put off so easily.
"Well, nothing right now," Todd replied genially. "I'm just lying here beside your wife and tickling her. I was telling her what a marvelous piece of ass she is. Man, is she ever! I've been fucking her all afternoon and she keeps coming back for more. Dan, have you been neglecting her?"
"I knew something was going on, as soon as I got in the door," said Dan angrily. "I heard the sounds of frolicking laughter coming from upstairs and I went to the foot of the stairs to listen. I heard Sheri giggle and say that something tickles."
"It wouldn't have made any difference," said Sheri casually. "If you'd gone straight into the living room, you'd have seen two empty glasses on the end table, my clothes on the floor and a man's clothes alongside them."
"I dashed up the stairs and look what I found," said Dan. "My wife and Todd Waller, naked together on the bed. He had his hands on your tits, playing with them, feeling the nipples. You were leaning over him, showering him with kisses, your hand on his prick!"
"We know all that," said Sheri calmly.
"My God, I don't believe this!" yelled Dan. "Then don't, dear. I'd be quite happy if you didn't," said Sheri. "Oh, by the way, you don't mind getting your own supper tonight, do you, dear? I think Todd wants to fuck me again." Todd grinned up at Dan. "Yes, I do."
"You've got one hell of a nerve!"
"Well, yes, I guess I have," Todd agreed, his grin fading as he looked at Dan. "But then, so have you. I think you had a lot of nerve fucking my wife after she went to work for you as your secretary."
Dan's face suddenly paled. "You--you know?"
"Well, damn it, man," said Todd. "How long did you think you could keep it up, before I found out? She's been working for you for over six months. I dare say you fucked her within the first week. That's why you hired her, and if she didn't put out for you, she wouldn't have had the job the second week."
"Well, I--I--"
"When I first found out about it, I decided to go straight to my lawyer," said Todd. "Then I changed my mind."
"Then, you won't...?"
"Naturally though, I can't see you enjoying my sweet, young wife for free," Todd went on. "So I slipped over here after lunch with the idea of enjoying your gorgeous wife. And believe me, fella, I have enjoyed her. God, this lovely adorable woman of yours, can fuck a man right out of his tree."
Dan started to say something, but his voice failed him.
"I've heard about your thing for young secretaries," said Todd. "I guess that keeps you so busy, you can't look after your wife here, as much as she needs to be looked after. But don't you worry, Dan, old boy. I'm going to take good care of this lovely woman, just like I did this afternoon. She's going to have my prick in her so much, she'll begin to think she belongs to me, instead of you." Sheri sat up in bed and took her hand off Todd's cock, to throw her arms around him and hug him.
"Oh darling!" she said excitedly. "I'm so happy to hear that. That's the second nicest thing you said to me today."
"What was the first nicest?" asked Todd. "When you were sitting beside me on the couch, after being in the house all of five minutes, you and you told me you were going to fuck me!"
"What are good friends for?" asked Todd. "Oh yes, darling," Sheri agreed. "We're going to be very good friends."
"I hope we aren't embarrassing your husband," said Todd.
"Of course not," said Sheri. "Why should he be embarrassed?"
"He looks a little dazed."
"He always looks like that."
"Oh."
"I think it's wonderful to be so open with each other like this," said Sheri. "Dan has no reason to complain. He's been having fun with your wife for a long time."
"Yes, he has." said Todd.
"And I might as well admit it," said Sheri. "Since that first time I met you, I've wanted to go to bed with you."
Sheri's husband watched them kiss and caress each other, like the two lovers they obviously were.
It would have been a very exciting thing to watch, except that the beautiful naked woman being fondled and kissed, her pussy fingered and her tits sucked on, was his wife. He felt uncertain as to what the proper attitude in this situation should be. So he stood there and said nothing.
Finally Todd turned Sheri loose and eased himself off of the bed.
"Well, I really must be going," he said cheerfully. "If you'll excuse me, I left my clothes downstairs. I'll go down now and get dressed. Nice seeing you again, Dan."
Sheri leaped off the bed. "I'll see you to the door," she said, Taking Todd's arm as they strolled past her husband.
"Like that?" Todd asked, grinning at her nakedness.
"It won't take you but a minute to dress me," she offered, as they moved into the hall.
"I'll probably end up putting you down on the couch," Todd warned her.
"That's what I'm hoping," said Sheri with a merry laugh as they went down the stairs together.
Her husband slumped down on the side of the bed, looking very confused about the whole thing.
