J Watson - The unfaithful wife

She knew she was going to enjoy eating Mary's pussy.

She got up enough courage to press her face between Mary's soft thighs.

"Oh yes, baby," Mary moaned.

Mary's pussy tasted tangy. Cynthia pressed her face closer.

"I wish I could make it last," Mary cried. "I can't. I'M so hot! I'm so hot. I'm so hottttt!"

Mary's body began to shiver in orgasm and Cynthia licked faster. Cynthia felt good at being able to make a woman come. She no longer felt guilty. She kept sucking until Mary's body quit trembling.

"Oh God," Mary said softly.

"Did I do good?" Cynthia asked.

"Oh yes, baby," Mary moaned. "You did good. You did very, very good!"

"Come on," Elaine said, tugging at his arm. "There's something outside I want to show you."

"Let's stay in here," Alan said, trying to pull the gorgeous redhead back into the bed with him. "I've still got something to give you."

"No," Elaine said. "You come with me. I'm going to show you something really exciting."

"I see everything exciting that I need to see," Alan said, as he pushed his hand, between her legs and tried to wiggle a finger into her cunt. Alan had had a nice nap and now he was ready for some more fun and games. But Elaine was serious. She shrugged his hand away.

"Come with me," she said.

"Like this?" he asked her.

He was naked and she was dressed in nothing but a pair of white panties.

"Nobody's going to see us," she said.

He was made curious by the intense look she had on her face. Perhaps there was something outside that he needed to see. Perhaps Stella was up to something. He had wondered where Stella was. He hadn't seen her all morning long. He had been kind of disappointed. He'd wanted both the redheaded women in bed with him. He didn't bother to dress. He took her word for it that nobody would see them. He followed her out of the house and up a shaded hill. It was a little cool but not cool enough to make him uncomfortable. He started to say something but Elaine put a warning finger to her lips.

Elaine said nothing else until she'd found them a place to sit at the top of the hill. They could see down into the glade below the hill. They were well sheltered from prying eyes by a couple of frees.

"Why are we here?" Alan asked.

"You're going to see a show," she said.

"What kind of show?"

"One that you'll like," Elaine said. "Now promise me that you'll be quiet."

"I'll be quiet," he promised, "but I haven't figured out what you're up to."

Elaine gave him a suggestive smile that made his balls ache. He pulled her into his arms and made her stretch out on her back. He began kissing her rosy red nipples until they had become hard. He ran his tongue lavishly over each of the twin rosebuds.

"Ummm…" she groaned.

"You've got the nicest titties," he said. "I can't get enough of kissing them."

"I can't get enough of your kissing them," she said.

He kept running his lips over her creamy breasts until he heard a sound from below them. Elaine put a hand on his shoulder and gently pushed him away. She put her finger to her lips telling him to be quiet again.

He nodded his head. Elaine rolled over, on her stomach and he stretched out on the grass beside her. He was beginning to sense how excited she was. This was probably something else that she'd done before, something that was as depraved as all the other things.

He began to feel a tightness in his stomach as he looked down below. He had been right about Stella being up to something. The healthy young girl was walking out of the woods followed by a big, gangly farm boy. Then the tension was made worse because he saw that other farm boys followed the first. There were six big broad strapping boys standing there. Every one of them looked as if they could break boards with their hands. They were tanned and muscled, looking as if they had all been cut from the same pattern.

"What's going to happen?" he asked softly, although he already suspected what was going to happen.

"Just be quiet and keep watching," Elaine said. Elaine slipped her hand underneath his crotch so that she could feel his cock. He put his hand gently on her ass and squeezed. She moaned and moved closer to him. He could tell that Stella's mother was already really excited about what was going to happen in the woods.

"Stella," one of the farm boys said. "What the hell did you bring us all the way up here for? Your house is back in the other direction. Me you lost?"

"No," Stella answered.

"But what the hell is this?" another boy asked. "We're supposed to help your mother do some work."

"There's no work," Stella said. "I just made that up."

"Made it up? Why?"

"I wanted all of you to come with me," Stella explained.

"I think you've gone crazy," one farm boy said. "You promised us some money if we'd come up and help your mother. There's other things we could be doing. We don't want to spend our afternoon following you around the woods."

"That's not exactly true," Stella said. "I didn't exactly promise you money."

"Yes, you did," one boy insisted.

"No, I didn't," Stella said. "I just promised you some sort of reward."

Alan thought that they were some pretty stupid farm boys. It was obvious what Stella was talking about, but the boys didn't seem to understand. They still looked angry at the way, they had been fooled. One of the boys began to kick at the ground.

"I'm going home," another said. "I'm not going to waste my time."

"Are you sure you don't want to hear about your reward?" Stella asked.

Stella was wearing a short red skirt and high boots. From his vantage point Alan could see that Stella was wearing no bra. Her big soft, tits pushed obviously at her thin blouse. For the first time the boys may have started to get the idea. Some of them started to redden.

"Maybe I do," said the boy who had started to walk away. "Tell me about it."

Stella sat down on the ground and crossed her legs. Alan watched her skirt inch up above her creamy thighs. Now it was evident that the boys were interested. They had started to grin. One of the big farm boys rubbed his crotch.

"Yeah, Stella," another boy said. "Tell us what our reward is going to be."

"I think you know," Stella said. "And it's here for the taking."

Stella ran her fingers lightly over her thigh, Alan knew it was causing the boys to want to touch her badly. Alan could feel his own cock harden and he heard Elaine's gasp of surprise. Her soft fingers encircled his prick and she began stroking him gently. It wasn't enough to make him come, but it felt damned good.

"Are you saying you want us to fuck you, Stella?" one boy asked.

"What do you think," Stella answered.

"Yeah," the boy said. "I think she does. I think she wants to fuck us."

"All of us?" another boy asked incredulously.

"Well she brought us all here, didn't she?" another boy asked. "I mean, why else. I always thought she was a horny bitch."

Alan knew what they were doing. The boys were finding it hard to believe that Stella had actually invited them there to fuck. They were talking among themselves and trying to get their courage up. Alan knew they were only one step away from rushing her.

Alan couldn't take his eyes away as Stella leaned back on her elbows so that her short skirt was sliding even higher on her thighs. It was evident that she wasn't wearing any panties. Her skirt was already showing some of her pubic hairs. Alan wondered what else the boys needed. It was so damned obvious what she was there to do.

"Goddamn," Alan said. "Your daughter is one sexy little bitch."

"She thought you might enjoy a show before you left," Elaine said. "Kind of a little gift for you."

"You're fucking right," Alan agreed. "I've got a feeling that this will be better than a porno movie."