"Let's fuck," he said.
Her heart leaped. When she spit his cock out, he flung himself over her, grabbed her tits and kissed her.
"Yes, yes, let's fuck," she warbled. His bone-hard prick was inside her in a moment and her tightly clutching cunt welcomed it. The horny housewife reveled in the sensation of being filled with teenaged cock. She med her fingernails up and down his upper arms and wrapped her long legs around his back.
"Oh, baby, I love when you fuck me!" she cried.
They writhed wildly as his cock plunged into her. She felt depraved and yet innocent as the teenaged boy rammed against her cunt. He closed his eyes and abandoned himself to his needs. She moaned softly each time his cock crashed into her pussy. Wriggling her ass, she pulled his head down and kissed him.
"Kiss me," she murmured, biting his lips and giving him her tongue.
"Oh, man," he muttered over, and over again. "Jesus, what a fuck!"
She cried ant when his cock jabbed her insides. Even when there was pain her pussy responded by tightening around the invading prick.
"Your cock is rubbing my clit," she said, shuddering wildly.
His face was flushed and contorted. He was beyond words and she knew it.
"Fuck the shit out of me!" she shrieked. "Make me come good! Make me see stars, baby! Oh, God, fuck me good!"
The harder he fucked her the more she loved it. The bedsprings shook as the lovers tore at each other.
"Gonna shoot!" Red panted.
"I want it! I want it all! Give it to me! I'm ready, darling!"
The teenager grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard as he banged into her. "Jesus, I'm almost there," he said.
"Me too!"
She pulled his head down to her tits and felt the flash that signaled her orgasm.
He battered her. He punched his spurting cock into her cunt in a frenzy and she took it and loved each thrusting jolt. She thought it would never stop and prayed it wouldn't, but when it did they remained attached to each other.
Gradually, very gradually, they separated. She rolled on top of him, took his still-hard cock inside her and came again.
His cock jerked and throbbed inside her spasming pussy. She had never felt so fulfilled, so wildly aroused. She stayed on top of him, holding his cock in her succulent pussy. They started fucking again, slowly and rhythmically, passionate but tender.
At one point Jessie looked down into her teenaged lover's eyes. On an impulse she released his cock and fell to her knees. With long sweeping strokes of her tongue, she licked his cock and balls clean. Like a mother cat, she tongued every inch of his crotch until his skin glowed anew.
"Did you enjoy that, darling?" she said. "Yeah, sure," he croaked, his eyes filled with awe.
"We do have a good time together, don't we?"
"Yeah, we sure do," he breathed.
CHAPTER SIX
The next morning when Jessie awakened, John was already sitting up. The covers were pushed back, his cock exposed and it was hard. He mumbled under his breath and Jessie sleepily reached for him.
"Want me to do something with that?" she yawned.
He pushed her hand away.
"There's no time."
She snuggled closer, hungrily eyeing his hard-on.
"I won't take too long. Just let me suck it."
"No, I'll do it."
"You'd rather jerk off than let me suck it?"
"There's no time," he repeated. Awake now, she sat up and shook her head. "I don't believe this!"
"You don't believe what?" he said as he… slowly pumped his cock.
"I don't believe you'd rather jerk off than let me suck it."
"You still think you're the cute little cheerleader, don't you?"
"I'm not exactly ugly."
He chuckled. "My hands did okay when I was a kid."
"Kids use their hands when they have nothing else."
"The old fingers know what feels good."
"My fingers know too. Let me jerk you off."
"Naw, there's no time."
She reached for a cigarette and frowned as she lit it.
"You don't know what you're missing."
"If you want some action, go on and play with yourself."
"You like watching me play with myself, don't you?"
"Yeah, it's a turn-on."
"Well, I won't do it."
He shrugged, whipping his hand up and down his prick.
"Suit yourself."
She inhaled deeply. "I don't know why you got married. You don't need a wife."
"Lay off, will you?"
"Sonic men find me very attractive."
"Good. I'm very happy for you."
"Doesn't your hand ever get tired?" He snickered. "Naw."
"We used to have pretty good times together."
She snuggled up closer to him. "You're crowding me." She reached out and took his cock into her fist. He didn't push her away, so she started squeezing it.
"That's better," she murmured. "Okay, okay, but don't take too long. I think you like what I'm doing." He grimaced. "Just do it, huh?" She tightened her grip on his shaft and moved her fingers up and down. Her pussy grew warm and wet. Maybe he would fuck her before he left for work.
"Don't get too comfy there, hear?" he said.
"Aw, fuck me, John."
"I knew it. I knew you'd start bugging me." He pushed her hand away and resumed pumping his cock.
On an impulse she climbed between his legs, dipped her head into his lap and took his cock into her mouth. He groaned, but didn't push her away. Her heart pounded and her blood raced. She sucked hard, afraid that at any moment he would make her stop.
If only he was more interested in sex. She was certain there was no one else in his life. He always came right home after work and he never disappeared mysteriously. He was a good man in many ways. In any event, even if he was more interested in sex she would still cheat.
Now her saliva coated his prick as she eagerly licked his cockshaft. A few drops of tasty jizz fell onto her tongue.
"How about it, hon?" she said.
"How about what?" He stroked her hair affectionately.
"How about a quickie?"
"I'm letting you suck. Don't press your luck."
"Shit!"
"That does it. Get up."
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off his cock.
"I'll finish up."
"How can you actually prefer your fingers to my mouth?"
"They don't nag me." She lit another cigarette. "John, you're incredible." She exhaled slowly.
"You've still got a great pair of tits." She bounced off the bed and reached for her robe. She stuck her tongue out and winked.
"You're full of shit, but I love you."
"Go ahead and let me jerk off in peace." As she peed she listened to him groan. It seemed so crazy to be sitting on the toilet while her husband jerked off. Soon his hand would be covered with jism. It would serve him right if she ran back to bed and licked his fingers clean after he came.
"You're so darn uptight," she called out. He grunted. "Shut up, will you?"
"No."
She heard him mutter. "I was just about to blast off, bitch," he snickered.
"Good." She wiped herself hurriedly. "I'll be right there to help you."
"Keep away."
"Here I come."
She bounded back to the bed, jumped over him and made a grab for his cock.
"Jesus, what a cunt you are," he laughed. "Give it to me."
"You're too late."
Disappointed, she looked down at his limp prick.
"You came!" she hissed.
"Fooled ya," he chuckled.
Now he climbed off the bed and, whistling, strode to the bathroom to pee. She lay in bed and listened to the sound of piss crashing into the toilet bowl. It was a good comforting sound. She liked it.
"Don't you have to go to work today?" he said when he returned to the bedroom.
She raised her arms over her head and stretched.
"Yes, I'll start dressing in a minute."
"How's the old-man treating you?"