B. Dickens - When she was bad

"No way, baby!" Carol cooed, patting his cheek before sliding back over to the passenger door. "But I want to be comfortable when we really get it on, especially after having been in Will's office for so long. This greasy old truck is hardly an improvement over that, especially when we've got a whole house waiting for us."

Tony grinned widely-this was what he wanted to hear! Struggling for a moment trying to bend and shove his throbbing erection back into his jeans, he finally gave up the effort. There was just no way to fit that rock-hard shaft back in confinement. Tugging on his shirt he pulled it out of his pants and let it drape over his crotch, hoping that that would be good enough to get him from the truck into her house.

Fortunately he had pulled up into the driveway, rather than parking in the street before the house. There were only something like a half dozen steps from the truck to the kitchen door, where Carol already now stood waiting, having unlocked the door while he was busy adjusting his clothing.

Swinging his legs out of the truck, Tony hopped to the pavement, to be greeted by a burst of giggling laughter from Carol. Looking down he saw why. His shirt stuck out like a tent over his belt, poked up over his rigid hard on. Grinning sheepishly he double-timed it to the door, the quick steps causing his cock to bounce violently, so that by the time he had reached the house his youthful prick had jerked free and stood out proud and pulsing from his fly.

As he got to the back steps Carol suddenly grabbed him in a tight embrace and kissed him hungrily, her mouth open wide. Tony had never met a woman so sexually forward in his life. She was so boiling hot for physical contact that it took him a second to react to her advances. But only a second. He was quickly, eagerly, returning her oral caress, his thick tongue worming into her wet mouth, his hands sinking into the soft waves of her golden hair.

With a loud wet smack they broke apart and hurried on into the house, the screen door slamming shut behind them, cutting them off from the outside world, and into the sensual privacy of Carol's home.

The minute they were inside, Tony was tearing off his own clothing as he followed Carol's wiggling butt like a hungry dog after a bone. The hot housewife was also pulling her own clothing off, and they left a trail of clothes from kitchen to bedroom as they hurried along.

Reaching the bedroom, Carol turned at the bed and smiled. "Relax, baby. We're all alone now and no more waiting!" She had dropped her blouse just outside the bedroom, and had turned to face the horny young mechanic with her hands over her breasts. Now she slowly slid them off and watched his eyes widen as she revealed her fabulous breasts. The two huge, firm mounds of tit flesh were even larger than he had imagined, the bright pink nipples jutting out hard and highly aroused. Tony had always considered himself to be a leg man first, but faced with such an incredible bounty of boobs as this wild woman was shaking at him, he was more than ready to convert to the cause!

All she had left was a pair of tiny silk panties, and she kept her eyes on Tony's face as she bent over to pull away this final bit of filmy fabric. Her luscious tits dangled over as she bent to hook her fingers into the waistband, rolling the tiny panties down over the smooth curves of her thighs and letting them fall about her slim ankles. She took two short quick steps out of them and then stood stark naked before the young man. Putting one hand on her hip she thrust her groin forward seductively, lips pursed up in a sensual pout, heavy breasts heaving gently as her breathing got more rapid with her arousal. Those were all the outward signs of lust Tony could see. What he couldn't see was the boiling hot excitement inside her, sending shivers up and down her spine and making her pussy cream in anticipation.

Even as Tony was running his eyes over her lush curves, Carol was getting her own first good look at his body as he stepped toward her. He was tall and slender, the muscles of his body lightly defined from the daily physical labor of his job. His groin was a white stripe across the middle of his body, marking the outlines of the tiny swim briefs he wore while in the sun, the white skin a bright contrast to the deep tan of the rest of his skin. And serving as well to draw her attention more forcefully to the long battering ram of male meat that jutted out from the middle of it.

They moved into each other's arms and again began to kiss hungrily, Carol spreading her legs slightly and grinding the moist hairs of her muff into the base of his raging cock, massaging the balls with her furry muff.

"God, you are one hot bitch, lady," Tony grunted into her sucking mouth, his hands stroking her back and thrusting buttocks, pulling her in tighter to his groin, humping his own ass forward to trap his pulsing cock between their bellies.

Carol began to move, turning so that her young lover was now standing with his back to the king size bed, and then with a gentle push she plopped him down onto the mattress. She bent down in front of him and reached out to run both her soft hands along the sides of his torso and down to his hips.

Stroking gently, exploring carefully the ridges and curves of his torso, Carol ran her hand from his neck down to the flat plane of his belly.

"You have a wonderful body, Tony," she murmured approvingly. "I bet the girls just love to touch it like this…"

Tony smiled at her compliment, but said nothing, waiting for her to get to the ultimate goal of her stroking touches.

Carol moved her hands down to the insides of his muscular thighs, running them from knees to crotch without actually coming into contact with the bobbing length of cock she had so recently been sucking on.

The naughty housewife's eyes were locked on his great length of man meat, throbbing stiff as a telephone pole, and pointing straight up over his belly, the fat crown bumping into it with each pulse. The knob was flushed a deep red of arousal, pulsing furiously with the inner flame of his needs.

"Touch it, baby-play with my cock again!" Tony finally said, breaking his silence. He was too hot for a lot of slow foreplay. He reached down and grasped one of her wrists, guiding her hand up to his tremendous prick.

Carol touched his cock and slid one slender finger up along the throbbing doral vein from root to crown, rubbing along that rim. Tony smiled widely and groaned in joy as she finally clutched his shaft in her warm hand. Carol squeezed the fat staff tightly, stroking her fist up and down as he squirmed in erotic pleasure on the bed. With her other hand she reached down to again fondle the taut sac of his balls, squeezing them in a gentler counterpoint to the firmer grip she was keeping around the shaft of his dick.

Tony's breath seemed to catch in his chest, his excitement seeming to interfere with his lungs as his entire being concentrated on this beautiful woman stroking his balls and pulsing shaft. Carol's moves were slow and methodical, pulling the tightly-stretched skin of his cock back and forth, her hand sliding completely up and down from hairy root to flailing crown.

Carol loved the feel of the pulsing cock in her hand, of controlling the powerful tool, priming it for her pleasure as well as his. She looked up at Tony from under her dark lashes, and saw he had his head back, eyes shut and lips parted slightly as he happily gasped for air, rolling his hips about as she continued to jerk him off.

Keeping up the pumping motion on his shaft, Carol put the tip of the index finger of her other hand at the base of his balls where they joined the sensitive stretch of skin between his legs. Sliding her finger even lower she began to worm it in between the cheeks of his ass. Tony wiggled about on the bed, spreading his legs further apart to give her easier access, while Carol kept delving downward, running her finger now around his asshole.