Janet McCoy: The wife_s new lovers

This summer would be a problem. She could not turn away her friend Jean when she was in trouble. But it would be hard to go without the wonderful sex her guys gave her. With Jean's imminent arrival, Eileen still hadn't decided how to arrange her love life during her friend's visit. After all, Jean could decide to stay for the whole season. Something would have to be worked out! She might even have to confide in her friend, hoping that the younger woman would understand. That would be a last drastic measure!

Today Eileen was in no mood to worry about Jean and her visit. She was anticipating another visit in the more immediate future. A new teen at the resort named Randy had accepted her invitation to come by for lunch. Eileen told him she wanted to discuss the possibility of his doing some repairs for her, for extra money. Randy had been very eager to come. It made Eileen's pussy flare wetly to think that the teen was more interested in her lush body than in a few more dollars. She had seen the way Randy looked at her. His young eyes shone with greediness when he stared at her cleavage in the low-cut blouses she liked to wear. Jean had never met a guy yet who didn't like to look at smooth bare tit.

She knew just how far to bend forward so a guy could see all the way to her pink nipples. She always went home with a wet crotch after teasing some young waiter or busboy as he fussed over her table. The art in Eileen's lechery was that she always did her baiting very subtly. The guys never knew, unless they were lucky enough to be invited to her cottage, whether she invited their appraisal or not. She loved the red flush that came into a guy's cheek when she caught him looking at her. That touch of naivete, that reluctant eagerness was what made guys so much more appealing to the schoolteacher.

Eileen was an aggressive woman, and she usually found herself in some kind of power confrontation.

With a younger man, there was never any doubt about who was in charge. That was the way Eileen liked it. She liked to be in total control of her sex life, from first seduction to the details of who put what where and did what to whom. She sat across the table from him and watched Randy devour the lunch she had made for him. She had gone to a lot of trouble to prepare enchiladas and guacamole and refried beans, the kinds of things she was sure a teen would like. For the dark-haired schoolteacher, it was in itself a part of the seduction to watch a teen relish the food she had prepared for him with loving attention.

As Randy helped himself to seconds of the chicken enchiladas, she began to imagine how he would react when he discovered her lewd designs on his young body. Their reactions were always much the same: awe, surprise, excitement, touched with just the right dash of fear. Eileen loved the tender lust with which a teen yielded himself into her hands and waited eagerly for her hungry assault.

"I think I made something you like," she kidded him. He had a fine appetite. That was a good sign!

"You sure did, Miss Kerr! This is the best Mexican food I've ever eaten."

"My grandmother was part Mexican. I learned everything I know from her." She stood up and lazily pulled her hair loose of the stylish chignon she usually wore. Her thick lustrous hair fell all the way to her waist. She smiled at the open-mouthed admiration on Randy's face. "Let's go into the living room, shall we, Randy? It's more comfortable for talking."

"Sure, Miss Kerr." Like a faithful dog, he followed her to the couch. He looked embarrassed and was about to sit in an armchair when Eileen patted the cushion next to her.

"Right here, Randy. There's no point in having to shout at one another." It was an exaggeration. The room was small. It was Eileen's way of getting what she wanted without giving away her hand.

Having the teen sitting so close quickly undermined Eileen's patience. She could almost feel the heat of his young body. Her cunt pulsed with hunger for his hard young cock. They were talking about chopping wood, but the woman's attention was on the slender bulge in the crotch of Randy's trousers. She kept trying to imagine what his cock would be like. How it would feel in her hand, in her mouth, up inside her pussy.

Then, suddenly, imagining was no longer enough for her. She reached for his fly and began to struggle with his zipper. Randy was so embarrassed he couldn't even look at her. But she could see the awed wonder in his wide eyes. She could feel the lurch in his groin as her fingers fumbled for his hard hidden treasure.

"Randy, darling," she whispered in his ear, her words followed by a quick stab of her tongue. "Ever since I first saw you in the restaurant, I've been dying to be alone with you."

He was so amazed by this piece of news that his eyes finally searched for hers. "You have?" he asked in a voice an octave above his usual pitch. Her hand had just found his fleshy young cock-shaft. "Uuuuhh!" He blushed, luring the wetness from Eileen's lusty cunt. He rested his head against the back of the couch. It seemed that what was happening was too much for him. He was overwhelmed. His eyes took on a glassy stare. His tongue ran nervously over his lips.

"Mmmmm… your cock feels delicious, Randy. It's so hard, darling!" His eyes found hers once again. They searched her face appealingly, but he remained dumb. "I didn't know how to tell you about it, Randy… but God! Having you so close… I think I'm losing control! Oh Randy, I hope you don't mind. Please, darling! I want to suck your cock!"

His big eyes had never looked so blue nor so big. "Oh Miss Kerr!" He groaned again. Her hand was working lightly, maddeningly up and down his cock. The teen was gradually learning to accept his fate, even to look forward to it. It was dawning on young Randy that this amazing scene was really happening!

He slipped his hips downward slightly, easing his cock into her hand, screwing in her warm grip, teasing himself with the lewd thought of the joy to came. He could feel her eyes boring into him, searching for his reaction.

"Cripes, Miss Kerr! I guess I couldn't very well say 'no' to something like that, could I?" In pleasure-agony, he watched her head begin to bend forward. Her ripe moist lips were getting closer and closer to his throbbing cockhead. "Jeez-z-z!"

She felt his body go rigid as she took the sleek bulbous tip of his cock between her lips. She nibbled his glans greedily, attempting to milk it for a taste of semen. A grunt of passion gurgled deep in her throat as he secreted a few drops of jism. She licked his cock-head with long fervent tongue-swipes. "Mmmm, it tastes so good, Randy! Darling, you're so sexy!"

As she praised him and licked him, she felt him relax slightly. Though there was still the dynamic tension of excitement, the rigidity of fear was leaving him. She fondled his balls while she noisily sucked on the straight shaft of his cock. The schoolteacher went to great pains to reassure the teen about how sexy and desirable he was. It was the best way, she knew, to erase the fear completely. When he knew that he didn't have to worry about doing things right, that he just had to be sexy, his natural sexuality would surge to the fore.

She wanted him to enjoy having his cock sucked by a desirable older woman. She wanted him to enjoy the experience as much as she intended to.

And each new project was just as exciting as the last. The more she learned about lust, the more intensely she longed to experience it, to mold it, to help it grow. Like the courtesans of old, she cultivated her art and prided herself on refining it. Each new conquest taught her something new and kept her feeling young and strong.

"Mmmmmm!" Eileen moaned happily as she worked. She relished the depravity of sitting on her couch on a sunlit afternoon, sucking the cock of a eighteen-year-old guy. She felt voluptuously wicked and wantonly alive. Her long dark hair fell forward and she tossed it back impatiently, eager to get back to the exciting task of sucking young Randy's cock. She caught him looking at her with the veiled glow of passion. She smiled at him reassuringly. "I've never been so happy, Randy. It gives me such pleasure, darling, to suck your beautiful cock!"