Janet McCoy: The coach_s hot wife

Steve thought he understood now the real reason behind Mrs. Roy's change of heart. She had grown tired of their relationship.

As he crouched half concealed outside the sliding glass doors that led to the garden, Steve felt himself growing more and more enraged with the pretty older woman.

She could at least have told him the truth! Why did she have to treat him like some kid who had to be protected from the lewd realities of life? If she was a fickle cunt, then he should have known about it, right away!

After the last game, Steve had hitched a ride back to town with some of the parents who had come down for the games. The boy had been planning to pay a visit to Mrs. Roy. If he got back to town well before the team bus, he figured he would have lots of time to resolve the split with the coach's wife. Steve did not want to admit to himself that already he had been getting nervous about the relationship with Mrs. Roy. He had worried that she had been getting too attached and had started to think about how he could get out of their affair.

It was only when Mrs. Roy made herself unavailable to him that Steve decided he was not finished with her yet. Watching her swivel her bare ass back at Donny made him even more determined to get even with the deceptive woman.

Disturbed as he was by the blonde's behavior, still Steve was not impervious to the allure of the lusty spectacle before him. His cock began to grow and throb in his pants. He began to think less about what Mrs. Roy had done to him in the past and more about what she was doing right now!

Her taut shapely ass worked relentlessly to swivel back to meet the blond boy's hard cock. Donny's cock gleamed with the moisture it picked up inside her juicy cunt. Though he was several feet away from them, Steve could hear the sluicing sound his teammate's cock made traveling in and out of her pussy.

The longer he watched Donny screw their mutual lover, the more Steve's respect for the younger boy grew. He had never paid much attention to Donny, thinking he was just another no-talent trying to snatch some of the glory of being a football player. He had seen the way Donny clammed up around girls. He would never have suspected Donny was capable of the kind of sturdy job he was doing on Mrs. Roy's hot cunt! He decided Donny was not such a zero after all. He decided it might not even be bad to try sharing Mrs. Roy's greedy charms with an enterprising kid like Donny.

"Uh cripes, Mrs. Roy… your pussy's really getting to me! I don't know how much more I can take… Ahhnnnhhh!" The thrill of their impromptu screw was taking its toll on Donny. He would have cum long ago if his pride had not absolutely demanded that he try to take Mrs. Roy with him. Each stroke was becoming a labor of self-control. He reached forward and began to play with the older woman's clitoris while his cock slammed deep into her twat.

Donny got results even more quickly than he had hoped. With his hand on her clitoris, Martha started to squirm more wantonly. Her knuckles paled as she gripped the counter-top with all her might. She let go her iron hold only when she was on the downward side of ecstasy. "Oooooo… Donny-y… I'm cummm-ing-g-g-g!" She had been striving so hard that she scarcely had the strength to let him know what was happening. She was surprised how soon after he squirted her full of cunt. "Mmmmmmm… I love to feel your cum in meee!"

"Oh yeah, Mrs. Roy… Oh yeah!" The boy clung to the older woman's ass as he dumped his load of cum-juices deep into her cunt. Without Mrs. Roy to hold onto, he was sure he would have fallen onto the floor. Her hot pussy had sucked him dry. He felt empty as a puppet. But a hell of a lot happier.

Already he was hoping that Mrs. Roy would not drag them back out into the garden to work. He had other plans for their few remaining hours together. Donny liked gardening, but, like football, it was not his top priority. His top priority lay between Mrs. Roy's thighs.

There was no doubt in Steve's mind now that he was going to have to get him some action. He crouched out on the Roys' patio with an aching erection throbbing in his pants. He did not dare stick his head around for fear he might be spotted. He was not ready yet. He had not plotted his entrance. If he caught her at the wrong time, Mrs. Roy could just tell him to get out. There would be nothing he could do but obey.

He wanted to get her when her defenses were down!

He could hear murmured snatches of conversation coming from inside. Smacking noises told him the twosome were not done with their passion. They were kissing. Steve's hopes revived. The way he looked at it, Donny and Mrs. Roy were warming things up now for his own part in their wanton weekend's activities!

The voices faded. Carefully Steve looked around the edge of the sliding door. They were no longer in the kitchen. The boy tiptoed through into the kitchen and went to the doorway that led into the living room. His cock throbbed at the sight that greeted him there.

Despite all the excitement that Donny and the older woman had shared over the weekend, there was one thing the boy had not yet gotten around to trying. He had never tasted the forbidden flavors of Mrs. Roy's cunt!

Determined now to do the awesome deed, he led her naked from the waist down into the living room. He saw the trembling arousal on her face. She knew he was up to something and she was eager to find out what it was… Donny was just as eager to surprise her!

He sat her down on the couch and he knelt between her thighs. Her pussy gleamed at him from under her matted thatch of cunt-hair. Her cunt was wet with the combined juices of his orgasm and her excitement. The boy felt timid at first about burying his face in all that depraved moisture. Yet the longer he stared at her snatch, the more appealing the idea became.

Martha scarcely dared breathe. She thought she knew by now what the boy had in mind. Yet she hesitated to say anything. She wanted him to get around to it all on his own. It would be so much more exciting to know that he alone had made the choice to lick her hungering pussy.

Patient as she tried to be, Martha could not fight back the occasional moan of anticipation. Her pussy still pulsed with sweet memories of the hard way the boy had just screwed her. His stiff cock had only whetted her appetite for more pleasure. The idea of watching him tongue her cunt made her feel woozy with excitement. "Ahhnnnhhh."

Steeling himself for unknown thrills, Donny reached out with his tongue and circled the swelling nubbin of Mrs. Roy's clitoris. He was surprised and pleased with the sweet flavor of her cunt. He licked farther down toward her pussy, looking for more juices. The thought that some of the moisture was his own only made him tremble the more. The boy was impressed with his own capacity for depravity.

"Ooooo… oh God, Donny honey! You don't know what you doing to me… how good you're making me feel!"

The boy thought he had an idea. She was shimmying her cunt down against his face. Juices were flowing from her aroused twat as quickly as he could lick them up. The longer he licked her yielding zesty flesh, the more he wanted to do it. The boy felt he was passing the last big test of his manhood with flying colors. He thought nothing could ever frighten him again. He knew now that he could meet every challenge a wet cunt could offer him!

Martha spread her thighs wide and let her head fall back against the couch. She could scarcely believe it was happening. The boy who yesterday morning had been a virgin was now licking her cunt with all the tireless enthusiasm of a seasoned veteran. She watched his blond head bobbing between her thighs and felt her clitoris tingle. It was all so lewd! So deliciously, sensually lewd!

Steve's cock was so hard, it hurt. Still he could not resist watching just a little longer. There was a new obscene thrill in watching a woman who had been his lover responding to the hot passion of another guy. He sensed by Donny's awkwardness and by the woman's wide-eyed wonder that Donny had not done this for her before. His cock pulsed at the thought of the extra titillation he planned to add to the situation.