R Finch: The hottest wife

Around four o'clock there was a knock at the door. Bonnie still hadn't bothered getting dressed, and she pulled a short terry cloth robe on and went to answer it.

Gary, the paperboy, stood on the porch, and he said, "I'm collecting for the paper, Mrs. Evans. It's a dollar eighty for two weeks."

"Come on in," Bonnie said, and smiled at him, clutching her robe around her otherwise naked body. "Close the door, and I'll see if I can find my purse."

Gary came in and sat down on the couch. He was tall for his years, a lanky boy with blond hair and large, almost too-curious brown eyes. He seemed to be taking a more than casual interest in Bonnie's bare legs, although be was trying not to be too obvious about it.

She could tell she was exciting him, and for some reason, she found herself going out of her way to arouse him even more. Bending to pick up her purse, she was aware that the edge of the robe she ware inched up to show Gary the backs of her thighs right up to her bare ass. She stood there for a minute, rummaging through her purse, to let him get a really good look.

When she turned around to him again, be quickly glanced away. She took the chance to stare at his crotch, the bulge under his jeans throbbing and growing larger by the second. Before he could stand, she was over sitting on the couch beside him.

Setting the two dollars on the coffee table, she scooted close to him and said, "Gary, what's that in your pocket! It looks like it's alive or something. What is it?"

The young paperboy blushed bright red, his eyes cast downward as he stammered his answer. "It's – uh – I'd better be going…"

"Don't be in such a hurry," Bonnie giggled, leaning over him so that she was actually pressed into his shoulder. She let her robe fall, open, her bare tits jiggling free as the robe parted all the way to her dimpled knees.

Gary merely stared at her, his mouth agape and his eyes wide.

Bonnie giggled again and reached for his crotch.

She squeezed the bulge in his pants, feeling his throbbing cock as it jerked to stand up. Gary just kept staring at her, his throat making funny noises each time be swallowed loudly.

"Tell me what this is in your pocket," Bonnie persisted, her small hand still squeezing and puffing at his rigid prick. "It's really jumping around a lot, whatever it is."

It was obvious he wasn't sure if she was serious or just teasing him, and he blurted out, "It's my dick, Mrs. Evans."

"Really?" Bonnie reacted with mock surprise.

And without another word, she unzipped him and reached into his pants.

Gary started when she pulled his hard cock out in the open, his expression showing clearly his utter amazement. He watched as she held it tightly, Bonnie now swallowing as loudly as he was.

"What a hard little cock you have, Gary," she said. She ran her fingers all over it, marveling at the way it twitched and jerked. The stiff shaft of it was pulsing, the smooth, fleshy head of it swollen and red. "Can I kiss it?"

"Oh…" Gary started, his eyes darting to her heavy tits and the hairy bush that covered her cunt. He was so nervous he was trembling, and Bonnie thought he might bolt and run any second.

Without waiting for the answer stuck in his throat, she leaned over and touched her moist lips to the very tip of his upright cock. Her tongue darted out and licked wetly all over his cock-head, his reaction to gasp with the feel of it.

"Mrs. Evans, I…"

But Bonnie was too busy to pay him any mind, her hand squeezing his rigid prick and her mouth kissing and sucking it. She worked her tongue all around the bulbous tip of it, her tonguetip toying with the little slit at the end of it.

It had been so long since she'd tasted a man's stiff prick that she was devouring it, her lips and tongue and even her teeth working to suck it into her throat. She was sucking it as hard as she could, her head bobbing as she blew him.

Gary sat stock still for several moments, his breathing getting steadily quicker, and then he reached out cautiously with one hand and touched Bonnie's thigh.

She giggled, nodding her head for him to go ahead, to do with her body as be pleased, and he traced his hand up along her slender middle and cupped one firm tit. He squeezed it, watching as her nipple distended. Soon he was cupping and squeezing both of her round tits, fondling them, caressing them and tugging at her nipples with his fingertips.

Bonnie kept sucking his cock, her tongue lapping wetly at it and her hand gripping it tightly and moving up and down. She wanted him to come wanted him to squirt his thick sperm into her mouth so she could taste it, could swallow it. She was urging him on with her mouth and her hand, urging him to spurt his cum against her flicking tongue.

Gary trembled with an involuntary shiver, and he pushed his hips up, shoving his solid rod of meat even deeper into Bonnie's mouth. She kept bobbing her head as fast as she could, her lips tight around his twitching prick and her hand jacking him off still faster.

With her free hand, she managed to get his pants down enough so she could touch his balk. She cupped the warm sac they hung in, squeezing them aid feeling them bob any from her fingers. Gary shivered again, and Bonnie only sucked him off all the harder.

Her hot tongue made wet, lapping circles on the head of his throbbing cock, her hand squeezing his cock-shaft so tightly it was jerking all over the place.

The paperboy's hands touched Bonnie's body everywhere they could reach, squeezing her tits, her bare thighs, her rubbery ass. He got one hand in between her legs, and she spread them for him, her breath catching short when his fingers found the slippery wetness of her cunt.

He moved his fingers in and out of her tight snatch, probing into her heat and making her squirm.

Bonnie felt his stiff cock jerk wildly in her mouth, and then he groaned with another wild shiver. His cock jerked once more and was suddenly filling her mouth with warm, sticky liquid.

She sacked his trick and jacked him off, swallowing his spurting cum as quickly as it throbbed out of his cock. She kept gulping it down and trying to suck even more from him, her hand working frantically.

Gary finally exhaled loudly and shuddered all over, his jerking prick shooting the last of his cum down Bonnie's throat.

Bonnie swallowed it all. Then she sat up with a giggle and wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand. Her eyes were bright with excitement, and her hairy pussy was tingling and slick with her warm lubrication.

Gary lay with his head thrown back and his mouth open, his breathing harsh. His eyes were glazed over, and sweat beaded his forehead.

"Was that the first time you ever had your cock sucked on?" Bonnie asked impishly.

He only nodded with a smile.

"Come on in the bedroom, and I'll show you the rest," she smiled, taking his hand in hers. "By the time I'm through with you, you'll know everything you need to know."

She led him into the bedroom and then quickly undressed him. He seemed shy, standing there naked in front of her, but he got over it quickly enough when she peeled off her robe and lay down.

Bonnie opened her legs for him, her bare ass on the edge of the bed and her fret on the floor.

"Take a good look," she said. "And when you've looked enough, kiss it and lick it and suck it."

Gary got down on his knees between her legs. With his hands, he spread her damp thighs, his eyes directly on the pink slash of her wet cunt.

"Mrs. Evans, I've never licked a woman's pussy before," he said nervously. "I – uh – I don't really know how to go about it."

She giggled softly, her bare tits jiggling, and said, "Just kin it all over, and I'll let you know how you're doing. Go ahead, don't be afraid of it."

He still seemed hesitant, his eyes taking in the area where her hairy, pink snatch joined the rubbery checks of her round little. His lips were dry, and he seemed to be trembling again.