Donna Allen: Ever horny wife

She pulled the shades and switched on the night-light so he could see her when he walked by. She paced back and forth while she waited for him to arrive. The electric mower was in the yard, but he usually came into the house before he got started.

As the minutes went by, she surveyed her image in the mirror. Her tits jiggled as she moved. Her pussy looked raunchy and ready for some fucking.

May as well start here, she thought as she touched herself. Then she noticed Josh in the yard and she giggled. She was so keyed up after her lesbian affair with Maggie.

Staring at her image in the mirror, she squeezed her tits and played with her cunt while she watched Josh in the yard.

He wore a tight tee-shirt and tighter jeans and from time to time he glanced up at the house as he effortlessly pushed the electric mower across the lawn.

Come upstairs and pee, she thought. But it was a half hour before she finally heard the downstairs door open and close.

A thrill surged through her as she ran to the bed.

Her heart pounded as the boy climbed the stairs. She ran to the door and opened it a few more inches. Racing to the bed, she lay down and began jerking off.

Moaning softly in order to attract his attention, she buried a finger in her cunt while she tossed her head from side to side.

Suddenly she knew the boy was outside the door watching her. She writhed her ass and thrust her fingers in and out of her pussy.

She didn't dare look at the door for fear of meeting his eyes. She wanted him to have a few minutes to watch her jerk off before she sat up and confronted him. Still, she managed to gaze at him out of the corner of her eye as she finger fucked herself.

"Oh, I'm so hot!" she cried as she stroked her tits and fingered herself.

Josh, held his hand, over his crotch as he watched the sight on the bed. He couldn't believe his luck. For years he'd jerked off while fantasizing about Melanie Hunt. He thought she was the prettiest, sexiest looking woman he knew.

He studied her through veiled eyes. He was obsessed with pussy and here he was gazing at the prettiest woman in the neighborhood as she jerked off. What luck.

Her tits heaved and quivered. The teenager could see the thickness of her beaver and the stiffness of her nipples.

Melanie enjoyed exhibiting herself before him. She let her legs fall open and pulled on her big flopping tits as she masturbated.

"I'm so horny," she sighed out loud.

Josh rubbed himself through his jeans. He had come upstairs to pee, but forgot about his need as he gazed into the room.

Melanie's cuntlips seemed to be grabbing her fingers. Shit, it must feel good to fuck a woman like that. Her cunt looked so ripe and juicy. So different from the girls he knew.

As if reading his mind Melanie shoved a pillow under her ass to raise herself up and more readily expose herself to the boy's gaze.

Now he could see everything as her fingers sliced into her hot cunt-hole. His balls ached and his prick felt like a piece of steel.

He wanted to take his cock out, but he didn't have the nerve. What he really wanted was to walk into the room and climb on top of Melanie Hunt, but of course he didn't dare. He shouldn't even be standing here watching. Spying on her, really.

Feeling the boy's eyes on her made Melanie even hotter. She wanted to share the experience with Maggie. She would tell Maggie all about it if there was anything to tell. She wanted the boy in her bed, but was uncertain as how to proceed.

Pretending to shut her eyes tight, she saw the teenager take his prick out and stroke it.

"I need fucking so badly," she moaned out loud.

She wanted and needed to come, but she was overly excited and her orgasm eluded her. She thrust her hips forward and her tits tumbled about with abandon.

"I need to come so bad," she cried, plunging her fingers all the way into her cunt.

Out in the hall, the boy was mesmerized. He pumped his prick frantically as he watched the sultry brunette jerk off.

He knew it was sometimes hard for girls to come. He wanted to burst into the room and help her. Women were so complicated. She might be furious at him if he made his presence known.

He squeezed his prick. It twitched in response. His cock had never felt this hard before. He pumped it furiously as Melanie tossed her legs in the air.

"I'm coming!" Melanie cried. Her orgasm was less than satisfying so she continued fingering herself. Having Josh near and yet so far was driving her crazy.

She pretended to collapse in a heap on the bed, but she gazed into the hall through lidded eyes. He pumped his cock so vigorously she knew he would soon come if he kept it up.

Get him into this bed this minute, a little voice inside her said sternly. You deserve it. He's a randy kid. Just what you need to satisfy the burning sensation in your pussy.

Suddenly she leaped off the bed and threw the door open. She gasped as she stared at the boy and his giant prick.

"Why, Josh, what are you doing there?" she cried.

His mouth fell open and his fingers stopped moving. He held his prick in his fist and shot off.

His fuck-scum hit her in the tits. She leaned against the door and watched his face crumble as he came.

When he was through, he ran down the hall to the bathroom. She knew he was overcome with shame so she waited a minute before following him.

"Open the door, Josh," she said softly. "I'm not angry at you."

When there was no reply she knocked again. There was still no answer so she turned the knob.

The door was locked. "Josh, open the door," she said. "I'm not angry that you spied on me. I sort of liked it. Open the door, Josh. Let me make it up to you."

When the door opened, Josh stood in the doorway. His face was crimson and he had trouble meeting her eyes.

She stood before him, naked and more beautiful than ever. Her cunt quivered with emotion and her eyes glittered.

"I knew you were out there watching me and I planned it," she laid in a rush. "Do you know what I'm saying, Josh? I wanted you to watch me. I'm horny and that was my way of turning you on."

The teenager's eyes widened. Despite himself, his prick began growing again. "You wanted to turn me on?" he said in a dazed yoke.

She took his arm and guided him back to the bedroom.

"Come," she said, rubbing her tits against his arm. "Come with me."

Back in the bedroom they threw their arms around each other. Melanie's body was, damp with perspiration and cuntjuice and the residue of the boy's jism was on her tits.

Her big tits poked his chest. She took his hands and moved them over her ass.

"I want you to touch me all over," she whispered, kissing him with her tongue and lips and teeth. "And I want to touch you all over too."

The boy's prick stabbed her belly, but the rest of him was still fully dressed. She kissed him again and again, devouring him with her hungry lips. She took his hands and moved them to her chest.

"Feel them," she said, as his fingers closed around her tits. "Feel my heart beating. You've made me so hot, honey."

The teenager filled his hands with her tits. She pushed his jeans down and slid her hands inside his shorts.

Shoving his head down, she encouraged him to kiss her tits. Opening his jaws wide, he gobbled up her tits hungrily.

She sighed with pleasure as he tongued her nipples and stroked her tit-globes. His prick still stuck out of his shorts, swaying like a club as he moved. She began moving backward toward the bed. The boy's lips were clamped to her tits as they made their way across the room.

"Get naked," the horny wife said.

Almost reluctantly the boy released her tit from his mouth. Melanie tugged at his tee-shirt as he dropped his shorts.

Sinking to her knees before him, Melanie yanked his clothes off his feet and took his pulsating prick in her hand.