B. Dickens - When she was bad

Breaking the kiss, the youth stumbled in a daze to the kitchen, his mind envelope in a cloud or erotic sexual bliss.

Jerry gasped into her mouth as, even through the clothing, he got his first feeling of a woman's pussy. Shit, nothing was going to keep him from making another call to this house tomorrow!

Carol clapped her hands to her mouth again to keep from laughing at the sight of the sex-struck youth. But a second knock at the door brought her back to the situation at hand. Straightening out her mussed-up hair and clothing, she turned and strode to the door.

4:05 p.m…

"Why, Darren, what are you doing here at this time of the afternoon?" Carol said after opening the door and finding her neighbor there-the husband of her lovely lesbian of earlier that morning!

"Hello, Carol. I got off work early today and thought I'd surprise Eileen. Trouble is, she's not at home and I left my keys at the office. Thought I'd see if you were in so I could get the extra set we leave here."

Darren stepped through the door and glanced around the living room. "I hope I haven't interrupted anything…"

"What makes you think anything was going on?" Carol asked, licking her tongue around the inside of her mouth, savoring the sweet taste of her horny newsboy's hot jizz.

"I thought I heard voices when I knocked, and then some scuffling sounds before you came to the door." Darren stood with his hands on his hips, grinning down at his luscious neighbor. "Knowing you lonely housewives who spend all your time at home, I figured you were probably blowing the newsboy or something," he added with a lewd twinkle in his eye. Although Carol and Darren had never made it together, the horny man had thought of her often in his dreams, and enjoyed teasing her.

Carol's green eyes widened, and then she began to laugh uncontrollably, almost doubling over as her lush frame shook. "If… if you only knew," she managed to gasp out between giggles and snorts of laughter.

Darren watched her, confused at her strange reaction, but enjoying the eye-opening view of her lush body shaking in blouse and hot pants, especially with the top few buttons of the blouse undone to give an eye-opening view of her jiggling boobs. He'd harbored a secret fantasy for years of making it with this incredibly gorgeous neighbor, but had always been too shy to make any advance beyond some innocent bantering. He had long ago figured it was more the fear of her rejecting him outright, than any fear of his wife finding out. If he had found out that Carol and Eileen had been dipping into each other's juicy cunts for years, he might not have been so polite!

As Carol tried to get her laughter under control, she leaned back to steady herself by holding onto a chair, but her hand slipped and she tumbled into the seat. Her hastily re-arranged clothing strained under her twisting body, and the final buttons of her blouse gave up the struggle to contain her massive breasts all on their own, and popped off.

Darren's eyes bugged out at the cock-hardening sight of her glorious twin mounds, huge and firm and succulent, suddenly bouncing totally free before his startled eyes, the heavy nipples protruding erotically outward.

"Oh, wow! Carol, I…," his voice trailed off hoarsely, his throat dry and head filled with the loud sound of his blood rushing passionately through his veins. Memories of the hundreds of times he'd fucked his own wife while seeing Carol's face in his mind's eye rushed back to him. His cock gave a lurch of passion as it fought to spring into full erection in the now suddenly tight confines of his pants.

Carol finally managed to stop her giggling fit, and became aware almost instantly of both her exposed position and of the hungry, almost pleading look of lust in Darren's dark eyes. Her own green eyes dropped like a homing device to zero in on his crotch. Carol had never before even considered making it with her handsome neighbor. Eileen, whenever she had spoken of Darren's sexual prowess, usually had nothing more complimentary to say than "adequate", and with enough hot-blooded lovers already, Carol had not given much thought to Darren beyond his being a friend.

But, after only getting to blow Jerry and not cop his male cherry with a hot fuck Carol's pussy was almost boiling over with the heat of her wanton lust. And faced with a man who obviously showed the needed equipment to help soothe her sexual itch, the always-horny housewife decided to find out for herself just what kind of lover Darren could be.

With a slow, almost lazy gesture she shrugged her shoulders to drop her blouse off completely, her long fingers stroking the hard pointed nubbins of her erect nipples. She grinned with erotic satisfaction when her little show was rewarded with a lustful groan from Darren.

"Mmmmmm, I feel so nice and warm…," she cooed in a throaty whisper, her voice almost literally dripping with sexual invitation. Leaning back further in the chair she splayed her long legs wide apart, and Darren's heart beat faster as his eyes locked on the split of her pussy lips, clearly outlined beneath her tight hot-pants.

Darren had seen bitches in heat, so hot for fucking that half the male dogs in the neighborhood could smell them blocks away, but he'd never expected to meet a woman who acted the same way. He had always thought Carol was sexy, but something totally beyond his reach. But this luscious woman spreading her legs wide for him literally offering the mouthwatering mounds of her giant tits to him, was acting like the most depraved and lusting of whores. Stroking her hands shamelessly over her twisting body, she was hotter than anything from his wildest wet dreams!

Carol gathered up the heavy weight of her huge, firm tits in each hand, pulling them up and apart, then letting them fall so that they smacked together with a fleshy smack, her aroused nipples thrusting toward her surprised neighbor like twin pink bullets of lust. The hot housewife had been fucked and sucked in just about every conceivable way since she'd woken that morning, and she still wanted more. But she was starting to get a little upset with the way Darren was still just standing there, staring at her like a little boy outside a candy shop.

"Oh, come on, Darren!" she moaned, holding her arms out to him, her eyes flashing with dark desire. "I can see your big cock in your pants-you're horny, too! I know it! What's the matter, are you afraid of me just because we're both married? I want you-need you!! Don't you want me, too?"

Darren could hardly believe what he was seeing and hearing. He felt his prick throbbing, aching with desire for this incredibly sexy woman. But somehow, the overwhelming surprise of her wanting him seemed to have struck him speechless, rooting him to the spot.

Carol rose to her feet in a fluid motion, shrugging off her blouse completely as she moved, letting it drop to the carpet. Her magnificent tits wobbled exotically as she glided across the floor toward him, the ultimate sensual animal, hunting her prey.

"We can do anything you want, Darren. I'll suck your big cock until you cum in my mouth. Or you can fuck me up the ass-anything at all that you want! I want you so much-here, now!"

Darren's cock felt like a telephone pole jerking about in his pants, his balls boiling with lustful excitement and his heart beating wildly in his chest. He felt almost like he had the very first time he'd gotten laid, like he was going to blow his wad in his pants any second, coming purely from the excitement of the situation.

Carol stepped in front of her gawking neighbor, and reaching out she placed her hot palm directly on the pulsing center of his crotch, curling her fingers in lewdly around the tented cloth and slowly starting a massaging motion, almost as if she did indeed mean to make him climax in his pants.