Donna Allen - Horny young housewife

"I don't know what to say, Steve," she said. He scratched his crotch. There was a bulge between his legs. He kissed her forehead and she thought hard. Maybe the best thing for her to do now would be to forget all about the horrible experience. Going to bed with Steve would certainly take her mind off her troubles.

She wiped her eyes one last time and turned to Steve. If it was true that Cliff was having an affair with Angel, this would be one way to get even with both of them.

"What do you say, Toni?" Steve said. "Just say the word and it's yours."

After a moment, Toni nodded. "Yes, I think it's a good idea," she said.

They went upstairs and she insisted on changing the sheets before getting into bed. Steve helped her and when the fresh linens were in place he wrapped his arms around her.

"Now if I do something to turn you off, you just let me know. I don't want to make things worse for you. This is therapy, remember. Hell, it's not that I don't want to fuck you. But I won't forget why we're doing this. Okay?"

Toni nodded and tried to hide the excitement she felt. She'd been laid by three men today, and yet here she was becoming turned on again. What a slut she was. The rapist was right when he called her names.

Steve crushed her in his arms gently and she felt safe and loved somehow. She felt his hardon through their clothes and she rhythmically gyrated her cunt-mound against him.

She wanted to sing and laugh and be playful because she was happy and about to get laid. She had to restrain herself. She didn't want to lose Steve's respect.

He undressed her tenderly. Neither of them mentioned their spouses. When she was naked from the waist up, he took her big tits in his hands and mouthed one of her nipples. He caressed it gently with lips and tongue and teeth and fumbled with the rest of her clothes.

When she was naked, he gazed at her body with awed eyes. "You're so beautiful."

For the first time she mentioned Angel. "Not as beautiful as Angel."

His expression didn't change. "More beautiful," he said, drinking in her curves.

They kissed and it was good and passionate. He thrust his tongue into her more-than-willing mouth and she clung to him.

"Fuck me, Steve," she said. "I'm ready to get on the horse and ride."

She writhed beneath him as he unzipped his fly. His fingers shook and she encouraged him by murmuring how much she wanted him. Her magnificent tits quivered with excitement and she watched as he hauled his prick out.

He brought himself to her and she trembled at the touch of his prick on pussy. She clamped her thighs around his hips as he speared his cock inside her cunt.

They bucked and thrashed and she came almost at once. She heard herself scream as the wonderful sensations rocked her.

"Steve, it's okay," she said. "It's okay. I'm not afraid anymore."

"Toni, it's so good," he said over and over. "It's so good, Toni. I haven't had a fuck like this in years."

He plunged his prick into her cunt and she bucked her ass and welcomed him.

"Oh, Steve, it's so good!" she cried. "Don't stop fucking me! It's so damn good!"

It had been an eventful day and now she was in the throes of the best sex she'd ever known. And her partner was one of Cliff's best friends and Angel's husband. Where would it all lead?

It led to Toni and Steve falling in love. Their feelings took both of them by surprise. They'd been fond of each other for years, but they amused that neither had ever been especially attracted to the other. Steve had been wild about Angel in the early years of their marriage and Toni just hadn't thought about Steve that way.

The new feelings she had made Toni feel alive and happy and also guilty and depressed. Steve had two children, and divorce had never entered his mind. Toni had never considered divorce either. The idea was disgusting to her until she fell for Steve.

They met at motels and sometimes they just drove to the ocean. The sex was marvelous and Toni had no desire for other men.

The lovers became convinced that Angel and Cliff were having an affair. In this way they mitigated their own guilt. But it was Steve who couldn't seem to get enough of Toni. It was Steve who began talking about marriage.

They had just checked into a motel and he scooped her into his arms and lay her down on the bed. He kissed her and his tongue slipped hotly between her eager lips.

"There's only one solution to the whole damn mess," he said.

"Don't talk, fuck," Toni whispered.

He stroked her tits and her cunt-mound. He moved one hand over her ass. "We've got to talk about the future."

She reached for him. "Not now," she said. I need you, Steve.

He kissed her, first tenderly and then with more urgency. "I need you too and not just in motel rooms."

"Honey, you have two kids to think of," she said, caressing his chest through his tee shirt.

"And a job which isn't getting much of my attention lately," he said, closing his lips over one of her nipples through her clothes.

"That's all the more reason why we've got to think practically," she said.

But it was hard for her to think clearly at all when his hand was on her thigh. Her pussy was wet and hot and needy. She fondled his dick through his pants.

"People split up every day," he said. Toni parted her legs and he drew her closer. "I've got to have you, Toni, and not just in bed. I want to live with you and have children with you. I love you and I can't stand your going home and sleeping with Cliff every night."

"I know," she said. "I feel the same way about your sleeping with Angel."

Neither spoke for a few minutes. They kissed and fondled and stroked and Toni felt his hard cock. Steve was right. People split up every day. The divorce rate was enormous. Maybe things would work out. Maybe they would be able to get married after all.

"How's Angel treating you lately?" he said.

"Not at all," Toni said. "I haven't talked to her in weeks."

"I haven't seen Cliff in weeks either. I still think they're making it together."

Toni never told Steve how promiscuous his wife was. It didn't seem fair somehow to rub his face in Angel's indiscretions. Now she thought about Cliff and Angel. If they were having an affair, maybe they wanted divorces too. Maybe they'd all come out of it happier.

She stopped thinking when Steve shoved his hand inside her panties and snaked a finger between her hot and horny cuntlips. They french kissed and exchanged saliva. It was funny how she and Steve clicked. Maybe at this very moment Cliff and Angel were somewhere clicking too.

"I love you, Toni," Steve murmured, dipping his fingertip into her cunthole.

Toni's skirt was hiked up and he yanked her panties down and played with the damp hairs of her cunt. She pulled him to her and kissed him.

"Fuck me, big boy," she said. "Your girl needs your cock badly."

Steve rose up and dropped his pants and shorts. He helped Toni removed her clothes and as he reached for her tits she reached for his prick.

He lifted her ass and kissed her tits. His cock sprang back and touched his belly. She climbed between his legs and took his cock between her lips. He stroked her hair and groaned.

"Oh, baby, you sure know how to suck a cock," he said.

"I love you, Steve."

"Let me suck you too, darling."

She released his cock and climbed around until her cunt was positioned over his face and her mouth was over his prick.

She hungrily took his cock back into her mouth and felt his tongue on her twat. She was very wet and he deliberately licked up her juices and sucked on her cunt-meat.

She thought about all the men she'd fucked. The bottom line was love and she knew that now. She thought she loved Cliff, but it was Steve she really loved. That was what made the fucking so good. Love and fucking was what it was all about.