Janet McCoy: Wife on the loose

Heather felt a little rush of disappointment as she watched Jake rise to his feet. They would be going inside now. She would see no more.

But no! Instead of covering the woman's nakedness, Jake was pulling down his fly. It looked like he was going to fuck her!

The watching redhead held her breath as the big man's thick ready cock leaped from his trousers. He closed in on Rita and wound his arms around her. They exchanged a long ardent embrace.

Heather felt faint as she imagined what that hard rod must feel like, pressed against Rita's naked belly. Her own cunt walls were throbbing with excitement, pulsing in vicarious anticipation.

He was going to fuck her!

Heather felt as aroused as though it were she herself who was about to be fucked. Her cunt palpitated urgently underneath her robe. As though to quell the fire raging there, she reached down and slipped her hand inside her kimono. Her fingertips grazed her swollen clitoris.

"Aaaahhh!" she sighed, before she could stop herself.

"What was that?" Rita asked. She seemed only vaguely interested. What was absorbing her more were the quick darting kisses Jake was planting over her face and neck and shoulders.

"Just the wind," he told her. "It's starting to pick up a little. Mmmm, baby, your pussy's so nice and wet. Is it hungry for something special, Rita doll?" His hand was stroking lewdly between her thighs. Her hips gyrated in fervent response. There was no doubt she was liking what his fingers were doing.

Heather's heart had been beating like a sledgehammer, in fear of discovery. But oven with that crisis passed, another loomed. Her clitoris was throbbing heatedly, responding to the soft caresses of her trembling hand. Her heart still beat fast, but not with fear. With hunger.

"Uuuuhhh… God, Jake, I need you so bad. Yesss, baby… I'm hungry for you. For your nice big fat cock. I want you to stick it in me, Jake!" Her voice had risen to a wail.

Heather expected Linda to come rushing out into the garden any minute, but the back door remained closed. The couple themselves seemed not the least bit worried about discovery.

Jake was panting like a rutting animal. "Shit baby, I can hardly wait to get inside this soft cunt of yours! I'm going to stick it in you, baby, you bet your sweet ass!"

He half carried, half dragged the petite brunette back until she was leaning against the oak tree. Then he took hold of his cock and slipped it in between her thighs. He shoved forward, apparently unsuccessfully.

"Ohhhh, Goddd! Get it in me, Jake!" The woman was out of control with lust now.

"Don't worry, beautiful! I want it as much as you do!"

Heather was hurt to hear him call Rita "beautiful". She had been flattered when he used that term with her earlier in the evening. Now she realized that was the way he talked to every woman that he was attracted to.

She didn't have long to dwell on it, though. Things were getting heavy next door. Jake reached down and grasped Rita under the thighs and buttocks. He lifted her up so her legs were wrapped around his hips, her back resting against the tree. Holding the woman firmly with one arm, he reached wider and slipped his cock home.

"Aaaaaaaagghhh! That's it! Jee-zuz, Jake! Fuck me! Fuck meeee!"

Obeying the woman's urgent cry, the big man began to rock his hips back and forth, sending his cock deep into her cunt on every in stroke. Heather couldn't catch more than a glimpse of his cock on the outstroke, but she knew from the look on Rita's face that the hard tool was hitting its mark.

"Hhhnnhhhh! Oooohhh, Jake!"

The redhead had never seen or heard another woman make love before. She was glad to discover she wasn't the only woman who made noises during lovemaking. The way Tom had teased her about it in the past made the young housewife think she might be some kind of a freak. But Rita was at least as loud, if not louder than Heather herself.

And still there was no sign of Linda!

Rita's cries of passion made Heather's cunt pulse more urgently under her robe. Her finger teasing her clitoris was no longer enough satisfaction. She needed something more. Spreading her thighs obscenely wide, she slipped a finger deep into her pussy. Her rubbery cunt-walls clung greedily to the slender digit. She began to work the finger in and out, timing it to Jake's fuck-strokes.

The redhead couldn't get over the lewd picture Rita and Jake made. Jake, still dressed, working the woman back and forth along his cock as though she were no heavier than a puppet. The illusion was broken by Rita's unending cries and moans. There was no doubt that she was very much alive… and loving every minute of it.

"Christ, Jake, your cock feels so damned good in my pussy! I wanted you so bad, Jake! All evening… I couldn't get you off my mind. Aaaahhhh!"

"All evening, I couldn't get my eyes off your tits, baby!" He looked greedily down to where her breasts bobbed and quivered on her chest. "Sensational! Just sensational, baby!"

His fuck-strokes had acquired a long, deep hard rhythm that made the girl's whole body tremble on each in stroke. There was a certain wild depravity about fucking up against a tree the way they were. Both of them seemed to have caught the fever, the passion, of pure unadulterated lust.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meet!" Rita's unending chants filled the silent evening. Made it heavy with sensuality.

Heedless of everything now but the abandoned scene before her, Heather stroked two fingers rhythmically in and out of her greedy pussy, in time to Jake's ceaseless drubbing beat. She could feel the insidious tingles of wanton lust teasing at her insides. She was becoming more and more excited, more and more eager for release.

The redhead reached down and undid the tie of her robe, letting it fall open. She looked down to where her carefully painted fingers were working over her pussy, stroking inside, tickling her clitoris… and she groaned softly. It was perverted, but she was so damned excited!

Her fingers flew in and out of her pussy as the passion-tingles became more and more overpowering. Her orgasm hung just a few seconds away, waiting for just the right touch.

"Aaagghhh! Jee-zuz, Jake honey! I'm cumming again! I'm cummming!"

The brunette pound her ass energetically down against his hips with as much abandon as his firm grip would allow her. The clinging spasms of her cunt seemed to be more than Jake could take. He couldn't hold on any longer.

"Ahh, shit! Me, too! Baby, I'm cumming!" He thrust his powerful loins up against her until the last drops of his sperm were deposited far inside her cunt.

Watching the others cum so rousingly was the final straw for Heather. She was cumming, too. Her robe flapping carelessly about her, she writhed out her orgasm on her fingers. She hung her head in unseeing ecstasy for a moment, then she took another peek through the fence. Jake set Rita back down on the ground and held her in his arms for a long quiet rest from their mutual ecstasy. He hadn't even had time to put his cock back in his pants when the back door opened and Linda came out into the yard.

Heather's heart leaped to her throat as she watched the blonde approach the adulterous couple. She felt she shared their guilt. After all, she had cum, too, watching them enjoy their illicit fuck. She felt she had betrayed her best friend.

Much to her surprise, Linda did not seem the least bit perturbed. Instead of shouting threats and accusations, instead of bursting into tears, she threw an arm around her husband and his lover and kissed each of them on the cheek.

"We thought you guys would never finish out here." Her voice was cheerful. She was definitely not upset.

"Well, you know Rita and I always get a little carried away."

Linda reached up and ruffled her husband's hair playfully. "Well, why don't you come inside and get carried away? We need your inspiration."