Heather Brown - Wayward wife

I could hear him walking through the house. But then somebody seemed to be with him, following him. As they got closer I could swear that I heard giggles.

When the giggles were coming from just beyond the bedroom door, I craned my head to get a look, blurting, "What's so funny?" before I saw them standing there together.

Ron's date, despite my instantaneous jealousy, was beautiful. She was everything a teenage girl is supposed to be, especially her sunny, innocent cheerleader's face, and her slender curves. Her tits were pointed and perky like mine had been in high school, surging with youth.

It was easy to see that she had all she needed to be elected homecoming queen, with a lot to spare. Easy because she was completely naked except for her pale-blue bikini panties, her girlish curves shimmering. Suddenly I felt an uncontrollable spasm in my pussy from an unexpectedly arousing source.

Ron was just in his underwear too, his pulsing hard-on pushing out the front of his tight-fitting jockey shorts at least six inches. He was holding hands with the girl, as both of them looked at my open cunt, Ron gazing at the mirror with which he'd become familiar over the past weeks, and his girlfriend looking directly at my pussy.

"I thought you were coming alone," I said, trying to act gruff, but curiously my heart was not in it. The tip-off was that when I said it I was looking at the girl and not Ron. She was undeniably scrumptious-looking.

"Well, I was coming alone," he said. "But when Ginny here kept asking why she couldn't tag along, I finally gave in and told her what was up. And the next thing you know she insisted on coming along. Mrs. Fredericks, this here's Ginny Mims."

My heart skipped a beat as they moved toward the bed.

I looked instinctively at the crotch of her blue panties for proof of her remark. It was true. The crotch of the flimsy fabric was dark blue, a clinging shadow showing halfway up toward the elastic. The outline of her pussy bulged in minute detail between her perfect thighs.

And then to make double sure that I got the point, she reached over and slid her hand under the elastic of her boyfriend's jockey shorts. In a second, his familiar long dick was out in the open as she expertly ran the foreskin slowly back and forth over the turgid knob at the end. I licked my lips uncontrollably as I noticed a milky glob of anticipatory semen drooling from the bottom of his vertical smile, that cock-grin I had deliciously savored so many times this summer.

"If you don't think I know what I'm doing, look at this," she said defiantly, dropping to her knees beside the bed. In an instant she had her mouth around his cock, turning her head and brushing back her honey-colored hair so I could see her lips pursing on his shaft.

Intellectually, I knew that I should be exploding with jealousy. However, the only explosion I felt was between my thighs, my cunt virtually erupting with lathering desire.

Suddenly I realized that if this was really bothering me like I'd been trying to convince myself it ought to, then why hadn't I ever made a move to close my legs? The fact of the matter was that I had made my pussy even more conspicuous since I'd noticed the two of them.

The fact of Ginny's sweet mouth around my teenage lover's prick didn't bother me at all, once I understood that Ginny's presence meant that there were more teenage goodies to go around. Suddenly I was determined that Ron's sweetie pie wasn't going to get away with sucking his cock in front of me without paying a delicious price.

I leaned down and began caressing her perfect body. Her naked skin was so smooth that it was elegant. Her breasts were mounds of marble, the nipples as hard as stones. Just touching her made my mouth water and my pussy clench like its walls had been knotted.

The more I touched her and ran my fingers over her cock-sucking, kneeling body, the closer I came to the point where I had to know what was inside those sopping wet bikini panties that were clinging to her crotch. From above, the slurping of Ron's cock fucking her mouth underscored the desperation of my insane desire to fuck and suck – and my fixation on the divine Ginny's pussy.

I placed my hands on either side of her narrow waist, and carefully started rolling her sheer panties down her undulating hips. She knew what I was doing, because she helped me, making just the right moves so that I could unstick her panties from even the dampest part of her cunt and move them easily down her thighs. Then she raised one knee… then the other… and the panties were aver her ankles and off, flung wetly into a sticky heap on the bed, drenching the spread.

It was my first look at a totally naked teenage girl since the showers after gym class in high school – years ago. Wow, I had completely forgotten the power of the female body to excite someone of either sex.

I'd been turned-on plenty by the curves and tits and pussies and asses and legs and thighs of my classmates during school. But I'd always repressed it the way I'd done with everything exciting in my life until this summer. Now, ten years later, I was getting another chance. A reprieve. A totally unexpected confrontation with a nubile, female body, with no crippling inhibitions to keep me from doing what I'd wanted to do all those years ago… Suck those tits… Eat that pussy… Rub my cunt in her face… Feel her lick my pussy.

With her legs spread, the lower half of my body slid like it was made to fit between her thighs, our cunts meeting in a slurpy embrace that sent thrills coursing to every part of me. Our pussies were heaving against each other. Cunt lips caressed their counterparts until I was so aroused I was grinding away exactly as if I were fucking her with a cock. The ceaseless impact of our stiff clits drove us wild, our cunts spanning the generation gap as they joined in a perfect union.

My hands found their way to her tits. Their exquisiteness thrilled my fingertips. As I beaded her nipples until they were as hard as a cock. Aching for a taste, I slid my head down her swan's neck and onto her chest, seizing her left breast with my mouth, swallowing the erect nipple and batting it mercilessly with his tongue.

As I sucked her tits, I glanced over at Ron wondering if he was jealous. If he was, he wasn't showing it by the way he was playing with his prick. It was long and hard out in front of him while he slowly stroked it, drooling at the sight before him on the bed.

I wanted to tease him… make him wonder whether he'd outsmarted himself bringing his hot-cunted girlfriend over here. And there was only one way to do that – bearing down on Miss Ginny until our pussies both creamed all over the bed and Ron was wild from being left out.

I threw myself onto her with redoubled vigor. Our cunts pressed together so solidly that there was no telling where one pussy ended and the other one began, the thatches of our pubic bushes mingling as one. Our pelvic bones ground into one another like cars in a head-on collision, the thrills spasming through both of our bodies as though we were Siamese twins joined at the cunt.

Each of our tongues probed the other's throat like cocks inside of cunts, our mouths engorged by throbbing, thumping tubes of erect flesh. She was all muscle and sinew, but all girl beneath me, writhing in ecstasy as we each gave the other as good as we got, loving every minute of it.

The more our action heated up, the less Ron could stay in his chair. His cock grew bigger and bigger in his stroking fist until it was even longer than I had ever seen it. It seemed incongruous glancing over and seeing him there with his smooth body, and sticking right out of the center of it was the biggest, throbbingest, stiffest cock I'd ever seen.

Looking at it impatiently straining his nervous fist made me remember how important Ron's cock had become this summer in the scheme of my life. There was no need to throw over the teenage cock of my dreams just because I'd stumbled onto the teenage pussy of my dreams.