J Watson - Eager beaver housewife

Sir stood up. It took her only a few moments to strip off the rest of her clothes. She had tried so hard to look prudish this morning. It hadn't taken her long to get her clothes off. She was not much of prude.

"You look real good, baby," he said. "You look real good. Now undress me!"

She felt like a servant, but she did as he wanted. She went to him and she carefully undressed him. He put his hands on her head and pushed her down between his legs. His hard cock brushed against her cheek. His cockhead left a trail of sticky cum down her cheek to her neck.

"Lick it, baby," he said. "Show me how much you love my cock. Lick it good!"

She felt wicked shivers of delight as she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. She held it up for inspection. She could see the tiny eye blinking cum. She licked her lips.

"Lick it all over, baby," he said. "Lick my prick all over. Show me how much you love it!"

Her tongue touched the head of his cock. She tasted his jism, but this time she didn't mind it so much. She put her lips against the head of his cock and smeared her lips with his jism.

Stuart put his hands on her head. His hands tangled in her silken hair. His fingers tugged gently at her head. She bent down again. Her tongue slithered all over his cockhead and she tasted more of his cum.

"Show me how much you love my prick," Stuart kept saying. "Really lick my cock. Lick it all over!"

She rubbed her tongue down the underside of his cock all the way to his balls. She started washing his balls with her tongue. She had his balls covered in her spit in just a few moments.

"That's the way, baby," he groaned. "You're making me feel good. That's the fucking way!"

He reached down and grabbed her tits. He pulled her up and she spread her legs. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his stiff cock. She pulled his cock up into position and then she started settling down. His prickmeat split her cuntlips apart. She gave a sigh of pleasure as she felt how deep his prick was fucking into her cunt.

"I need your cock," she moaned. "I need your fucking cock!"

She had turned into the complete animal. She wanted nothing else but what he could give her. She hesitated only a moment before she drove herself down and took his cockhead all the way into her cunt.

She started bouncing up and down gently. She was squeezing her cunt walls together as she took his prick so deep inside her cunt.

"This is what I need," she moaned. "This is what I fucking need. Your cock feels so good!"

She started bouncing up and down. His cock was gently rubbing against her clit and it sent ripples of pleasure through her. She started bouncing harder and faster.

"Oh shit," she moaned. "I'm going to come."

The sweet spasms of pleasure stabbed her body again and again. She fucked faster and faster. Her cunt juices were pouring out of her pussy and soaking his prick. She bounced again and again until the last of the sweet pleasure went through her.

She had to stop. She leaned down against him as she got her breath. Stuart didn't seem to mind. He seemed more amused than anything. For a few moments, she rested against him.

"Get on your knees, baby," he told her. "I want to come in your mouth!"

She looked into his face and knew he was serious. Her heart started pounding again. She knew that she would never be able to tell her husband if she did this for Stuart.

And she knew she was going to do it.

She reluctantly slipped her cunt off his cock and went down on her knees. She could smell her own cunt juice on him prick. She licked at the head of his cock for a moment. Then she her mouth and let his cockhead slide into her mouth. Stuart put both hands on the side of her head.

"Go ahead, baby," he said. "Take it. Take it all!"

She took it all. She moved her lips down the length of his cock. She took his swollen cockhead into the back of her throat and it nearly choked her. Somehow she managed to get her breath, and she started bobbing her head. She tasted his own in her mouth and she swallowed it.

"That's right, baby," he said. "Bob your head. Bob your head fast. Take it fucking all!"

She started bobbing her head faster, but only for a few moments. He didn't give her the opportunity to move very much. Suddenly his hands gripped her head and he started savagely fucking his prick into her mouth.

"I'm going to blow your fucking head off," he groaned. "I'm going to fucking blow your head off. I'm going to fill your mouth with cum, baby! Oh fucking shiiiiit!"

He fucked into her mouth as deep as he could. His prick exploded in hot spurts of cum that filled her mouth. She started swallowing as fast as she could. His hot cum was burning her stomach. She kept swallowing again and again. She tasted the salty flavor of his jism. She kept swallowing until he had no more cum left to give her.

She had done it. She had actually given a man a blow-job and had him come in her mouth. She had actually swallowed it.

She licked his cock clean.

"I guess you'd better get dressed and go home now," Stuart said. "You don't really want to talk to your husband now, do you?"

"I guess not," she admitted.

Stuart had confused Janet even more than she had been before. She left Stuart knowing she could not go to her husband. She was sure she could never tell him the thing she had done for Stuart. Stuart had awakened fires in her that she could not control.

Janet was depressed and she did what she always did when she was depressed. She drove around. She drove fast but it didn't seem to help. She didn't know why, but she had the sudden temptation to drive past her old high school. Her junior and senior years in school had been the happiest times of her life. She had been the most popular girl in school. She had dated the best-looking boys. She had been chosen a beauty queen. She was liked by the teachers.

She wasn't happy now. Her body was bruised and sore and there was a burning ache inside of her that she had never felt before. She did not understand what Stuart had done to her.

School was over for the day when she parked her car near the training field. Only one young man was on the field. He was running around the track. For a while she sat there and watched him. She enjoyed the way his muscles rippled as he ran. He had very blond hair and she liked that also.

A couple of times he looked over toward her. She didn't know why she was doing it, but she got out of the car. She walked around the building. She stood there looking at the doors that she knew would lead down to the locker room. A few moments later the young man came running up.

"Can I help you, lady?" he asked.

He was not that much younger than she was, but he seemed so young. He had a nice face.

His eyes were a little nervous as they flickered up and down her body.

"I used to go to school here," she said. "I was just looking and remembering."

"Say I know you," he said suddenly. "Your Janet. I remember you when my brother used to bring me to the football games. You were the best-looking cheerleader out there. At least my brother was sure you were."

"Your brother?" she asked.

"Mike George. I'm Todd George."

She recognized the resemblance now. Mike had been a boy who had dated her a few times during school. She had always felt a little bad about Mike because she had dumped him to date Bob, the boy she had later married.

"I remember your brother," she said.

"He remembered you," Todd said. "He still talks about you sometimes. His wife doesn't like it, but he still thinks you were the best-looking girl around."

Janet blushed. It bothered her that she didn't want to leave. She was enjoying standing here and talking to this young man. It bothered her even more to think of how much he resembled her old boyfriend. It brought back a lot of memories of grappling around in the back seats of cars and it made her shiver nervously.