Ray Todd - The neighbor_s naughty wife

Lying there, her finger idly caressing her trembling clit, she thought about her friend Lois Evans. She recalled how Lois had told her that she was having affairs, and Jan wondered how it would be to have a secret lover taking care of her sexual needs. Plunging her finger in and out of her writhing slit, Jan closed her eyes and tried to conjure up a vision of a handsome young man making love to her. No matter how hard she tried to picture a handsome sex partner, her mind could only see Tony's big gnarly cock moving menacingly toward her trembling pussy. She knew that she would never do it, but she ached to have her cunt filled and stretched by the loathsome man's big brutal honker.

Getting up from the bed, she walked into the living room, still wrapped in the heavy towel. She was trembling, and her breath was coming in gasps as she dropped into a big chair and lighted a cigarette. Her cunt was itching and burning like it was on fire, and Jan valiantly kept her fingers away because that only added to her excitement without relieving it.

"Oh, shit!" she sobbed hysterically, and walked over to the phone stand and looked up the number of the Wagon Wheel Tavern. When she'd dialed the first three digits with her trembling finger, she quickly hung up. She knew it was shameful and disgusting to even think of calling that vile creature. She had thought of calling him for this last and only time, but her better judgment forced her to hang up the phone.

Walking into the kitchen for a glass of cold water, she could feel her hot cunt juices dripping down her leg from her burning open cunt. The open swollen lips of her slit rubbed together as she walked, exciting her even more.

Returning to the living room, she walked unsteadily to the phone and dialed the forbidden number. No matter how wrong it was, no matter how crude he was, she needed Tony's big cock to fill her screaming cunt.

"Wagon Wheel," a man's voice answered.

"Is… T-Tony there?" she asked in a thin, stammering voice.

"Who's calling?"

"What difference does it make?" she half whispered. "Is he there?"

"How the hell can I knew whether he's here until I tell him whose calling?" the man's voice snarled.

"It's Jan. Jan Wilson," she stammered in a low, breathless voice.

She heard him set the phone down and there was a long period of nothing but the sound of a loud juke box and the din of voices.

"Hi," she suddenly heard his crude voice. "How's the fancy architect's little sex machine today?"

Filled with revulsion, she was unable to answer.

"What's the matter?" he laughed. "Have ya got a cock in your mouth?"

"Tony…" she sobbed, filled with shame.

"D'ya wanta fuck?" he interrupted.

"Yes, Tony," she whispered in a trembling voice.

"You're lucky," he laughed, "I'm free today."

"Please come over Tony," she half sobbed, strangely excited by his crude self-assurance. "I want to be fucked."

"Okay, honey," he laughed, "get your clothes off and I'll be right over."

"I'll leave the door unlocked," she said as she hung up, her whole body trembling deliciously with anticipation.

Still wearing only the towel, she dropped into a chair to wait, her fingers gently massaging her open, dripping slit.

She opened her eyes a little later when she heard the front door open. Tony was standing there in the same jeans and T-shirt that he'd worn the first time she had seen him.

"How's my favorite little cocksucker?" he grinned arrogantly as he swaggered across the room.

Jan didn't answer. She was too startled by the sight of the huge blond man who followed Tony through the door.

"Who's that?" she gasped.

"This is Whitey," he smiled. "He likes to fuck, too, so I brought him along. I figure he can relieve me between loads."

"Get out!" she screamed. "Get out! Roth of you!"

Without answering, Tony reached out and tore the towel away from the girl.

"See, Whitey," he laughed, turning to his friend, who was staring at the naked young girl cowering in the big chair. "I told you the little cocksucker had a great body."

"Don't call me a cocksucker," she sobbed, vainly trying to cover her breasts and cunt with her hands.

"Why not?" he laughed. "You gave me the best blow job I've ever had."

Jan looked over at the other man. He was wearing only jeans and his big chest was completely exposed. He had a ruggedly handsome face. Jan was both embarrassed and frightened, knowing how ruthless and arrogant Tony was, and his friend just staring at her with cold, sinister eyes.

"You phoned and said you wanted to be fucked," Tony sneered. "So we're here to service you."

Standing directly in front of the cringing girl, Tony removed his T-shirt and dropped his pants. As usual, the man wasn't wearing shorts and his massive organ was jutting up proudly from his swollen, hairy scrotum.

Even though both embarrassed and scared, an excited thrill raced through Jan's little body when she saw his magnificent honker. The thick, gnarly cock was even bigger than she'd remembered it. She couldn't believe that the throbbing monster had ever been able to penetrate her little body.

"Hey, Whitey," he laughed, turning to his friend. "Drop your pants and let the fancy architect's little cocksucker get a look at your beauty."

Within a matter of seconds, the man was standing nude, his cock thrusting into the air. It wasn't nearly as thick as Tony's, but Jan was surprisingly excited by the long, slim, smooth penis.

"His cock ain't too big around," laughed Tony, holding his own big swollen glans only inches from Jan's lips. "But it sure serves his purpose. Old Whitey would rather ream out a girl's soft little asshole than her cunt."

Staring numbly at Whitey's long, thin cock, she suddenly felt Tony's big, hot, rubbery glans probing against her lips. The exciting pungent male aroma was deliciously filling her nostrils. Jan had almost forgotten how the musky odor and the randy taste of his cock had so completely excited her.

"Open your mouth!" gasped Tony.

Without a moment's hesitation, she opened her mouth as wide as possible, suddenly eager to feel the texture of the big throbbing organ. Shivering with delight, she felt the deliciously exciting cock sliding hotly over the top of her sensitive tongue. When his huge glans was nuzzled against the very back of her throat, she could feel his big thick shaft throbbing with life in her sucking, slurping mouth. Moving her hot lips up and down over his quivering cock, she cupped his massive scrotum in her hands, gently massaging his balls while one finger teasingly probed around his asshole.

From the way the man began to tremble and shake, she knew he was enjoying every second of her lewd ministrations. It excited her to know that she could give so much pleasure to the only person capable of giving her sexual fulfillment. Slowly, her feeling of revulsion at the things she had done with Tony in the past seemed to fade. What they were doing might be considered lewd and vile by others, but to Jan it was the ultimate in human sensuality. Sucking excitedly on his big throbbing cock, Jan decided that the millions of people who passed through life without ever experiencing the forbidden pleasures of wanton sex would never fully reach their sexual capabilities.

Her mouth avidly working on the man's blood-bloated glans, the young housewife decided she wanted to enjoy every sex experience available, regardless of how vile and filthy it might seem to others. She didn't want to spend the rest of her life sexually frustrated.

Tracing her finger like a fluttering butterfly around his puckered anal opening, she had a sudden strange desire to feel Whitey's long, smooth cock slithering up her asshole.

Her whole body flaming with sexuality, she began sucking harder and deeper on Tony's lurching cock. From the way his body was jerking, the girl knew that he'd soon be fifing his hot load of semen into her eagerly slurping mouth. Through the corner of her eye, she saw Whitey, slumped in a chair, frantically stroking his long smooth cock as he watched the girl's wet, slurping mouth sucking off his friend.