Janet McCoy: The wife_s new lovers

Luke was making even more progress with the blonde-headed Jean. She was wearing a dress and he already had her skirt shoved up to her waist. His finger had slipped into her panties and it was massaging the slick nub of her clitoris. Far from fighting him, Jean was humping her pussy-mound upward, seeking caresses from his bold finger. The pretty housewife seemed to have no qualms about submitting to an orgy with three male teenagers on a deserted island. Her pussy was wet and red-hot. Her groans bubbled non-stop from between her passion-parted lips. Her eyes were shut tight, her face contorted with the agonized concentration of pleasure.

"Oh God-d… it's so good! Do it to me like that!" Behind her closed eyes, Jean was seeing visions far different from the reality of what was going on around her. She was remembering how it had been when she first met her husband Todd, when he was little more than Luke's age. She remembered his feverish passion, and Luke's lusty attentions made those memories more vivid for her. Ever since she had first laid eyes on him, Luke had reminded her of Todd. At first, he had been an unhappy reminder. Now it was a gloriously thrilling one. It was like being seduced by Todd again for the first time. All the heartache, all the bitterness were swept away.

Though she had not asked, Jean knew the cigarette she had smoked with the teens was marijuana. She had never tried it before. She didn't know it could impart such happy carefree feelings. The blonde had never felt happier in her life. Or hornier. "Oh… I want you so bad!" she cried shamelessly. Her half-naked loins writhed in lusty frustration in time to her moans. The sight was too much for Luke to resist.

He pulled her panties off the squirming woman and pulled his cock from the fly of his shorts.

There was no more time to lose. His cock was pulsing in frustration. As he lunged his cock-shaft deep into her hot clinging cunt, she raised her legs to welcome him. Her little feet slapped urgent encouragement against his ass. Luke began to screw her wet cunt for all he was worth.

At first Randy felt hopelessly unhappy. He had tried to fight for the women's honor, only to discover that they were more than eager to give it away. He watched listlessly as the private loves he had enjoyed with each of the women turned into a raucous free-for-all. In his disappointment, he plotted awful revenge. He thought about driving off and leaving them to either swim for it or wave down a passing boat. From this distance, swimming for it would not really be a viable alternative. They would be discovered!

But the longer he watched, the more aroused Randy grew. He became detached from the personal feelings he had had for the two women. Their love had never been a reality to him, anyway. It had always been a little dreamlike. It was his cock and his ego that had been involved more than his heart. Watching their squirming, listening to their howling, his ego took a backseat to his cock. His cock started to get hard inside his shorts. "Holy cow!" he murmured. The eighteen-year-old had never sat in on a real-live orgy before. His privileged position slowly began to dawn on him. He began to plot ways to move from observer to participant.

Eileen and her new teen lover, Hank, had not been content with partial nudity. In the height of their passion-fever, they had ripped off their clothes. They clashed their sweating bodies hotly together, too eager for a hard screwing to bother about the thousand-and-one variations they might have started out with. Eileen could not believe how horny she felt. She had not realized exactly how much she missed a good hard cock. A few puffs of that potent weed had put her into intense contact with her body. Her hungry cunt was grabbing for hard cock even before Hank had it inside her.

"Come on, baby! Screw me!" she bellowed. She lay on her back and pulled back her legs. She was wide open to him.

The sight of her open hair-trimmed snatch made the teen's cock swell that last fraction to steel-hard desire. He fell upon her. His cock rummaged around in her slippery pussy-slit. At last it found the yielding place that invited him right on up inside. His cock drove deep into her cunt, never stopping until his few strands of crotch-hair mingled with her own thick crown. "Uuuuhhh Miss Kerr!"

Her wide starring eyes gazed up at the panting teen. "Your cock's so good in me, Hank! I'm so hungry for it, baby! Move that hard cock of yours! Make me cum, Hank darling!"

Her lusty words made the teen's cock quiver in her cunt. He took a strong hold of himself, willing himself to keep that turgid erection. He had a long way to go before he could spill his nagging load up in her greedy cunt. "Don't worry, Miss Kerr! I'm going to screw you good! I'm going to screw you until you take right off into outer space!"

His firm young ass-cheeks tautened and shoved as he impaled the schoolteacher over and over again on his cock. He watched her obscene grin as she relished every throb and stroke of his cock. She licked her lips lewdly, as though to clean up any stray drops of pleasure that might be hovering on her parched lips. "Mmmmmm… you do it good, Hank! You're doing it to me good!"

Though the thought passed through her mind that she had stooped to greater depravity than ever before, Eileen only got prurient pleasure from the realization. She seemed unable to worry about anything. Her being was too engrossed in the relentless stimulus of young Hank's stiff cock.

She took a moment to look over at Jean lying only a couple of feet away. Jean too was on her back, her legs wrapped around Luke's loins, her face relaxed in an expression of lusty contentment. Then suddenly she saw the tendons in the other woman's neck stand out. Her face grew tense.

"Uuuuuhhh! I'm cumming!" Jean bellowed. She whinnied out her pleasure, but her hips never abandoned their churning motion up toward Luke's loins. Greed was written all over her face. It had been a good climax, but she was ready for more.

From the teeth-gritting concentration on Luke's face, Eileen could see that he was ready to give Jean all she wanted. The brunette felt a strong sense of attraction for the leader of the guys. Reminding herself that there were in fact two other teens, Eileen began to look around for Randy.

She found him sitting at the end of the blanket, between the feet of Luke and Hank. His face bore an expression she was not prepared for. His eyes sparkled with eager lust. His fist clung in earthy frustration to his groin.

He saw her looking at him and he grinned shyly. Despite his obvious excitement, it seemed that he still felt he ought to be showing more loyalty to the women.

"Come over here, Randy!"

The fair-haired youth could not believe at first that he had indeed heard what he had heard. Once he was sure of his invitation, he scrambled in between the rutting couples. He kneeled right next to Miss Kerr's head. He scarcely dared hope she would say what was on his mind. But she did!

"Take your cock out for me, Randy! Let me make it feel good!" At once his fly opened and his slender hard cock emerged. She took it in her hand and stroked it in quick inciting strokes. The teen groaned. An excited grin wreathed her face.

Hank could scarcely believe what was going on. When Luke had spotted the two older women on the lawn and suggested they invite them for a boat ride, Hank had thought he was crazy. When he had told him what they would do with the women, he had been sure he was nuts. But Hank was the kind of teen who would take a risk when he thought the stakes were worth it.

So he had put his arms around the beautiful Miss Kerr and started to kiss her. It had been like a wonderful wet dream when she responded. Now here he was with his hard cock gliding in and out of her cunt as its moist heat drove him farther and farther to the edge of distraction.