Jane Fox - The peeping neighbors

Andy shoved forward slowly. He fed Gladys inch after inch of hard, jerking cock. When he was in all the way to his balls, he groaned happily. Gladys had a nice tight pussy. It felt like tiny fingers deep in her pussy were massaging his prick.

"Put your legs around my back," Andy suggested. "Just wrap them right around and hook your feet together. I think you'll really like that feeling. That'll make my cock go even deeper."

Gladys giggled. She didn't see how it could go any deeper, but she was willing to try anything that Andy suggested. He had been right about the tittie sucking and the pussylicking. He was probably right about this too.

Gladys raised her legs up in the air. She clamped them around Andy's back and wiggled her hips a little, trying to get comfortable. Then she squealed out in pleasure as Andy began driving his hard cock in and out of her shuddering pussy.

"Ooooooh! It does feel good!" she gasped, gripping him tighter with her legs. "It's going all the way in now. Ahbhhh! It's banging right up against the back of my pussy."

Andy chuckled. He could feel the way Gladys' pussywalls gripped his cock as he lunged in and out. It was like fucking a silken-lined vise that was wet and hot. Gladys' pussy was really boiling now. He could feel her slippery cream gush out around the sides of his cock, bathing his throbbing prick in hot, searing liquid.

"Hold on!" he warned. "Your pussy's so hot I can't hold back any longer. It's sucking the cum right out of me!"

Gladys held on as Andy began lunging faster and faster. Her cuntwalls trembled and rippled as his prick flew in and out. It felt like her whole body was jiggling in time with his thrusts. She moved her hips in a tight little circle, making his cock touch every part of her pussy. Then her cuntmnouth started to snap again and the same exciting thrills raced through her body.

"Aaaah! I think it's going to happen again!" she screamed. "Just a little more, Andy! Make me come again!"

Andy drove in and out at top speed. He lunged forcefully, hearing the smack of his balls on Gladys' lush asscheeks. Fucking Gladys was like fucking an erupting volcano. There was no way that he could hold off now. He just hoped that he could get her pussy off before the cum flew out of his jerking prick.

Gladys clamped her legs tighter. She lifted her pussy up to meet his searing lunges. The whole room spun around in front of her eyes and she squealed out deafeningly as she came again.

The bunts of pleasure rippled and grew. They got stronger and stronger as Andy's huge cock swelled and stretched to the very back of her pussytunnel. It was a hundred times better and stronger than the last time. Gladys thought she'd faint for sure.

"Here it comes!" Andy shouted. His prick swelled and jerked. Then a sizzling blast of cum flew to the very back of Gladys' spasming pussy, making her gasp and howl with delight.

Andy's cock spurted again and again. It was like he was trying to drown her pussy in hot juices. She lunged her hips up again and again trying to meet every spurt of cum. The hot blasts of sperm made her come again and again until she fell back, exhausted and satisfied for the first time in her whole life.

Andy's cock gave one last jerk. Then he pulled it out of Gladys' dripping pussy and grinned at her. "You made it again, didn't you?" he asked.

"Yesss," Gladys moaned. "It was even better. I didn't know if it was ever going to stop."

Andy chuckled. "Well, now you know that you're not too old for fucking," he said, grinning at her. "You're fantastic, Gladys. I never had so much fun in my life!"

Gladys giggled. She certainly felt marvelous. She got up carefully and carried her suit to the bathroom. Then she washed her pussy and put it back on.

The guilty feeling didn't hit Gladys until she had closed the door to her own apartment. How could she have done such a wanton thing? She could understand The Colonel fucking Belinda. After all, she had cut him off from sex and be had to do something. There was no excuse for her though. A woman her age shouldn't be fucking in another man's apartment and liking it. Her enjoyment of the whole act made her feel even more guilty. There was only one thing she could do; The Colonel was too fine a man to have an adultress for a wife. She would have to leave him. It was the right thing to do. She could get a little apartment of her own and spend more time working at the church. That would be penitence for enjoying herself fucking with Andy.

Gladys sighed longingly. She wished she could just tell The Colonel about it. She could always beg his forgiveness and tell him that she wanted to continue with their sex life. He would never understand though. It was different for a woman. No man wanted a wife that fucked with a man young enough to be her own son!

Gladys wiped a tear from her cheek. There wasn't time to cry about it now. She had to hurry and pack up her things before The Colonel came home. It was better that she leave him a note. If he came home and saw her, he'd see the guilt written all over her face. She couldn't stand that. At least this way she wouldn't have to face him again.

Gladys made a quick phone call to Andy. The least she could do was tell him of her decision to leave. She didn't want him to feel that it was his fault. She would have to shoulder all the blame. She should have been responsible enough to handle the situation in another, proper way.

Andy shook his head as he hung up the phone. This was ridiculous. He had to do something to stop Gladys from leaving. He raced down to Georgette's apartment. Someone had to save the situation and Georgette was just the person to do it.

"But what if Gladys doesn't ring for the elevator?" Vera asked, holding the door open for Belinda and The Colonel.

"She will," Georgette said wisely. "She can't walk down three flights of stairs with a couple of suitcases."

The Colonel looked pale under his suntanned face. "I hope you're right," he said, shaking his head. "I never thought Gladys would do a crazy thing like leave me. She ought to know that I wouldn't be angry over a little thing like that."

"I guess we're all here," Sharon sighed. She squeezed Andy's hand tightly. Tony and Belinda were holding hands too. All of them looked worried.

"I put the sign up on the third-floor elevator," Vance called out, running around the corner of the hallway. "Now all Gladys has to do is ring for the elevator and we'll all go up and talk some sense into her."

Just then the buzzer sounded. "That's Gladys!" Vera squealed. "Look at the board. The call's coming from three."

"Let's go," Vance hissed. "Does everyone know what they're supposed to do?"

Heads bobbed up and down nervously. Everyone knew the plan. Its success depended on Gladys though. Eight worried people held their breaths as the elevator slowly ascended and stopped at the third floor.

"Oh!" Gladys gasped as the door opened. She turned around in confusion and the tears started running down her cheeks. Everyone was here, including The Colonel. She was so upset she didn't know what to do.

"Come on," Vera urged, grabbing Gladys' arm and pulling her into the elevator. Then she set the cage in motion before Gladys could even recover her balance.

"We've got some talking to do, Gladys," The Colonel insisted, putting his arms around her rigid body. "I know all about what happened and I'm not a bit upset. It's the best thing that's ever happened to us."

Gladys gasped again. Her head was whirling and she felt like she might just faint.

"You… you know?" she squeaked. "You know about Andy and me and you're not disappointed in me?"

"I'm proud of you," The Colonel chuckled. "I'm just grateful to Andy for showing you that fucking can be fun. Now we can all have fun together, right group?"