B. Dickens - When she was bad

Carol was now practically breathing in his ear, leaning in so close that her huge tits were pillowing against his bare arm, while sensuously rubbing her naked thigh against the rough fabric of his pants. His work under the house had heated him up so that the odor of his aftershave mingled with that of his own sweat, producing a high aroma of pure animal passion in Carol's nostrils, the smell of a man.

But she could also see the confusion of his mind mirrored in his face as he stared straight ahead out the window. The harsh sound of his quick breath and the now visibly throbbing bulge in his pants showed the horny housewife that she was indeed getting him hot as hell. But his face and the white-knuckle grip he had around his beer can showed her that he was doing his best to hold back. She didn't know why he was so uptight-what else did she have to do to show him that she wanted to fuck? She had already checked out his left hand when they'd talked at the gate and there had been no ring-not that that would have made any great difference to her. But it also didn't show him to be a faithful husband resisting the seductive temptress for his wife. So, as things stood, she figured she'd have to go all the way as seductress and make the first really blatant moves. If that didn't loosen him up, she gave up!

"You look a little uncomfortable doll," she cooed in his ear. "Do you want me to give you a hand?" With that she slid her hand up his thigh and quickly snaked it back down behind his belt, slithering through the matt of coarse hair to grasp the thick tube of his cock.

"Oh, Jesus!" Mike gasped, unconsciously humping his ass upward at her searing touch. "Lady, if you're just fooling around…"

Carol laughed and kissed his cheek. "I'm no tease, baby! I think we both want the same thing, and I for one am going to make damn sure that I get it-in spades!"

She shot her other hand into his lap and started hurriedly fumbling to undo his belt with only the one hand, refusing to release her grip on his hot cock for even a second. Mike let out an explosive gasp and then was helping her tear at his clothes, convinced that, finally, after all his years, he had lucked into meeting the legendary "hot housewife" that all delivery men and home workers dream of!

He quickly slid out of his pants, and his rigid cock, after its long and painful confinement, jerked up and swayed about like a flesh-colored cucumber, it's base a thick mass of black, curly hairs.

Carol gasped at the sight, and both her mouth and pussy began getting wet. Mike's cock wasn't much longer than the average dick, but it was as thick around as a night watchman's flashlight, and had a curve on it like a banana, arching back up toward his muscular stomach, seemingly bowed back under the wet of the heavy-blood-red crown. A thin dribble of milky fluid already bubbled from the slit in its tip to drop down onto his hairy stomach, and the entire shaft was visibly throbbing, primed to explode!

"Oh, baby, what a hunk of meat!" Carol sighed, leaning over his lap and quickly lashed out her pebbly tongue tip to lick up the oozing juice, making him groan at the touch of her wet tongue wrapping around his slimy cock-crown.

"Suck it!" he grunted between clenched teeth. "I've had a hard-on since I first saw you, and I'm gonna explode any second!"

Carol arched her long neck further over Mike's lap, turning into an erotic sword swallower as she slid his pulsing cock deep into her wet mouth. Mike could hardly believe his eyes as he watched the first few inches of his fat wang disappearing between her red lips. This gorgeous woman was gnawing on his cock as if she hadn't had any dick for years. He put the palm of one hand on her upturned cheek, driving his cock in and out of her wet, warm mouth. With his other hand he reached over her shoulder and tugged at her robe, pulling it roughly away from her body, wanting to see more of her luscious flesh spread bare before him.

Carol was hardly aware of what he was doing, so intent was she on sucking and sucking the throbbing prick she had captured in her mouth. Her eyes were closed and moist little mews of delight escaped her throat as she reveled in the taste and feel of his cock, tightening her hot lips around the shaft, working her tongue back and forth, and happily swallowing again and again, milking his cock.

"Oh, yeah!" Mike yelled, latching his free hand onto one of her full hanging tits as he shoved his hips up faster, now literally fucking into her lovely face. "Suck me harder, harder, you gorgeous cocksucker!"

Carol brought one hand down again into his pants to cradle his fat balls, hefting the hairy nuts and feeling the crinkly skin moving about over his sperm-filled nuggets. She could tell by the feel of his balls and the harsh gasping quality of his breath that the man was about to come. Normally that would have sent her into a frenzy of even harder cock-sucking, eager to take every drop of his dick-butter deep into her belly. But after her bout with Eileen, she was in the mood for a real hunk of man meat to be buried deep between her thighs.

She lifted her face and, tossing her head to flip the golden waves of long blonde hair back, looked up at Mike with lust-filled eyes. She kept her hand running up and down on his spit-drenched cock, jerking and pulling on the hot shaft, keeping him right on the cutting edge of his excitement. Mike's own look of passion was mingled with one of confusion-her sudden stopping on the brink of his climax had brought back up his fears of being led on. But one look at the hot housewife's face was all it took to convince him she was only just getting warmed up!

"I want you in me baby," Carol said, her voice raspy with passion. "I want you to shove this incredible cock up my pussy until I beg you to stop, and then I want you to fuck me even harder!!"

Carol lay back on the couch, pulling open the front of her robe to reveal her entire body to his gaze, every luscious curve and valley. The heaving mountains of her breasts topped with stiff pink nipples, and, wriggling her naked ass and spreading her tanned thighs wide apart, exposing the hair-fringed clift of her dripping slot to her new lover.

"Christ on a crutch! You're incredible looking!" Mike gasped as he hurriedly stripped off his pants and tore at the buttons of his shirt, popping one off in his excitement. He shifted around on the wide sofa to kneel between the horny housewife's legs, staring hungrily into the juicy cleft of her cunt, the pink lips of her pussy spread wide in arousal, wet and gleaming and ready to suck in his steel-hard shaft as eagerly as her mouth had just been doing.

Carol kept her eyes steady on his meaty cock as it waved about above his hairy groin, the veins throbbing and the fat head almost purple in color from his pent up passions. She slid one of her hands down between her own thighs and urgently fingered her burning snatch, rubbing her fingertip around and around her blazing clitoris. "Shove it in, lover!" she gasped, reaching up with her other hand to run her fingers through the luxurious growth of hair on his chest, flicking at one of his nipples just as she was sliding her finger around the bud of her clit. "I want to feel you fuck me with that huge cock-fuck me hard!"

"Yeah!" Mike agreed happily as he lowered his torso over hers, reaching down to grasp the base of his pulsing prick and fitting the thick knob into the pouting lips of her cunt. "Damn, you're wet!" he grunted at the first touch, sliding the knob of his cock around for a second in the gooey outer lips of her slot. He'd never known any woman could get so hot and turned on, so wild for a cock!

Settling his dick head at the entrance to her steaming tunnel, he eased his hips forward, embedding the first inch of his thick shaft into the close-clasping moistness of her pussy.