B. Dickens - When she was bad

When she'd licked him clean, Will dropped his head down to her heaving bosom, kissing and nuzzling at the firm flesh, licking both fat nipples until he had them up into hard, bullet-like arousal. Grabbing large handfuls of her velvety smooth jugs he squeezed and pushed them into his mouth, sucking and slurping as eagerly at her breasts as he had been nursing at her cunt only moments before.

Carol sighed in delight, kissing the top of his head. "That's so nice, lover…," she whispered into his ear as his talented tongue worked over her straining tits. She reached down between their bodies to close her hand once more round his prick, stroking and jerking on the shaft again. Raising her hips, she fitted the thick, stiff hose in between the juicy lips of her gash, then slowly rolled her hips up and down to rub her clit along the fat vein on the bottom of his prod, moaning and sighing as she masturbated herself on his cock.

But finally she could stand it no longer. Carol wanted his impressive rod buried deep and strong up her itchy pussy. "Fuck me, baby!" she groaned, shoving his prick down to fit the swollen crown into the equally swollen lips of her cunt. Giving a little animal-like grunt of pleasure as he shifted his hips forward, she then gasped as he buried the pussy-spreading girth of his cock knob in her wet slit.

"Damn, so nice and tight!" Will said as he moved his mouth back up over her heaving tits, taking little nips at her throat, kissing a wet line higher until his long tongue was again probing into her sucking mouth, lashing deep into its juicy warmth just as his steel-hard rammer was sliding into the hot, liquid glove of her cunt. He wrapped his muscular arms around her, pulling her tits up tight to his chest, and Carol too wrapped her arms around his back. The two wanton lovers clutched convulsively at each other as they fucked away, huffing and puffing like two fish out of water. The old couch was literally bouncing about on the scarred tile floor beneath their strenuous screwing.

"Hold me tight, lover!" Carol screamed as she swung her long legs up over Will's hips, crossing her ankles over his tightly clenched butt cheeks. She was almost literally hanging off of him now, slamming her hips up eagerly to meet every bone-shaking thrust of his hips as he plowed again and again, a tireless piston of steel-hard meat, deep into her creaming slot. Her thick juices squirted from around the sliding shaft, oozing down into the crack of her ass and staining the cushion beneath her.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she whispered, cried and shouted over and over into his mouth, scratching her fingers up and down her broad back, humping harder and harder as she felt her climax again rising, the electrical explosions welling up from deep in her womb.

"Oh, shit! I'm gonna come any second!" Will gasped suddenly rearing up over her, his arms out stiff on either side of her heaving torso so that he could put all his energy into ramming his hips up and down, jack hammering his cock in the syrupy depths of her clinging snatch. "Get ready for it, baby…" he said through clenched teeth, sweat dripping off his brow to splash onto Carol's huge, wobbling tits.

"Oh, yes, me too!" she screamed. "Come with me!! Give me all of your sweet, sweet jiizzzzzzz!!!!"

"Take it!! Aaahhhhh!!!!" Will yelled as he came, their voices mingled in a loud single shout of orgasmic eruption.

They were both jerking about now in almost unbearable pleasure as Carol's climaxing cunt gripped his spurting, jerking cock in a velvet grip of lush, her pussy hungrily drinking up every drop of the steamy love bullets he shot into her. Will rammed his hips down hard, holding himself buried completely within her as his balls belched out their renewed load deep into the gorgeous housewife's body. And Carol dropped her hands down to sink her long fingers deep into his buttocks, holding him tight to her snatch, humping and wailing like cats in heat.

"Jesus! That was great!" Will gasped as he collapsed back down onto her, sliding his hands up to play with her sweat streaked titties as he gasped for breath. "I sure wish all of my customers were like you, Carol!"

Carol stroked his hair, pulling the tangled dark strands up out of his face, loving the feeling of just lying back quietly with his hard prick still throbbing deeply in her supersensitive twat. "I don't know, Will. If you had any more like me, I think you might have kicked the bucket from over-work a long time ago!"

Will thought about it for a second and then grinned at her, "Yeah, but I can't think of any better way to go!"

2:15 p.m…

After a second, more conventional sixty-nine session with Will, and a final pussy-flooding fuck across the top of his old steel desk, the over-worked mechanic finally had to get back on the job. He told Carol he'd have his new assistant drive her home in the garage tow truck since they would have to keep her car overnight for the tune-up.

Carol licked her lips as she studied the young man working the gas pumps, running her experienced eye appreciatively up and down his slender, wiry young form. "Do you think you could spare him for a little longer than the trip to and from my house?"

Will laughed at the sound of the naked lust dripping off her every word, and clapped a hand on her thrusting butt. "Doll, I think the word 'nympho' was invented just for you! Sure, let the kid have some fun, he's a good worker!"

So, as soon as the young man had climbed into the tow truck on the driver's side, Carol scooted across the seat and snuggled up next to him. Slamming the door shut he turned only to have Carol suddenly grab his head in both hands and pull him completely around to face her, giving him a long, hot, probing kiss. After almost a full minute of Frenching she released her grip and moved her face back slightly, staring into his confused but definitely glowing eyes with her own brightly flashing green ones.

"I… I mean, what…?" the young man started to mumble, obviously thrilled at the hot contact with this beautiful older woman, but not sure just what he should do next, taken totally by surprise by the blatant eroticism of the woman.

"What's your name, honey?" Carol asked, raising one hand to gently stroke a fingertip over the lower lip she'd just been sucking on.

"Page… Tony Page," he said, nervously licking his lips and starting as he felt his tongue lapping over her fingertip. Carol felt a hot shiver shoot up her spine at the unintentional erotic move, her pussy creaming.

It looked like this was going to turn out to be a red-letter day in her sexual diary. Or, rather, it would have if the horny housewife wasn't so busy humping every man she could find to write the steamy encounters down!"

"Well, Tony-love, I want to thank you for taking me home like this."

"Uh, no problem. I'm just doin' my job," he said, turning to start up the engine. Carol stayed up tight next to him, her left arm raised to play with the gently curling hairs at the base of his neck. Putting the truck into reverse Tony turned to start to back up, and found himself looking directly into her burning eyes once again.

"I… look, Mrs. Bristol-"

"Carol. All of my friends, call me Carol," the horny housewife said, smiling seductively at the young man.

"Okay, er, Carol. Look, I'm no dummy, but you've got me kind of confused. I saw you go back into old man Alden's office when you got here, and heard some… well, it got kinda loud, ya know? I figured you two had something going, and I don't want to get in trouble with my boss if you and he are, well, you know. I just got this job last week…"

Carol's lilting laughter filled the truck as she dropped her head back for a moment. "Oh, Tony, you dear sweet boy! No, you don't have to worry. There's nothing at all serious going on between me and your boss. We just like to get together for a bit of fun." Dropping her free hand into his lap, Carol gently squeezed his thigh. "You like having fun, don't you Tony?"