Adrian LeChance - Lonely wife

The sounds she made changed from rational words to animal sounds of lust and pleasure, "Unnnnnhhh, oh, nnnnnnhhhhhh!"

At length Randi fell back exhausted and temporarily relieved. She knew that her solo sex sessions were not going to satisfy her; nothing would satisfy her until she had a big stiff cock stuffed up inside of her.

Dave was working in another part of the world; she was constantly horny so she knew she would have to find another man. But how? And where?

Randi's neighbors had been nice to her since she and David had moved in but she always felt the women were on guard against intrusion by another woman.

Randi kind of resented the attitude of the neighbor ladies because she too was a married woman; and even though she wasn't living with her husband, she still had her values. She didn't believe in fucking married men. But single men? That was different.

In her present situation she granted herself permission to make it with a single guy if she could find one. Actually, the more she thought about it, the more she wondered if it would be so bad to get a quickie from a married man.

Randi pondered that question for some time and then told herself that married men probably wanted to have a quickie now and then too, so she reasoned that if she could find a man, any man, who was handsome enough and hung well enough, she was going to fuck him and disregard the marital status of herself and the man.

What Randi wanted was a man who was energetic and healthy so he could throw a fuck into her that would meet her needs and keep her calmed down for a while.

Randi knew that most of the good looking studs in town were already spoken for, so she thought; she decided to set up a meeting and get-together with a man, married or single, and she would get her needs met and she would simply do it so that no one found out.

Several days had passed and Randi had yet to find a man to bring home. She still resorted to fucking herself two or three times a day and then feeling vaguely unfulfilled.

She set about getting her house cleaned up and was in the process of moving the furniture around when she got her wish, quite by accident.

Randi was going to move the piano from one side of the living room to the other but she discovered that the big old wooden thing was simply too heavy for her to move alone. She walked out onto her front porch to see if any of her neighbors were around, hoping that she could enlist the help of someone to get the piano moved.

Much to her delight and surprise, Alex, her handsome next door single neighbor was in his driveway washing his little sports car. Randi stood and watched him for a while and she let her mind run wild while she watched. She knew at once how she would lure him the house, how she would get him hot and excited enough to fuck and she set her plan in motion at once.

She hurried into the house and changed quickly from her shorts and jersey into a bikini. Before she snapped the top piece into place she cut through the flimsy fabric with a razor blade so that only a couple of threads held it over her tits. She knew that when she got Alex inside and they began to move the piano together, the strain of her muscles would break the strings and she would stand there topless and act coy and embarrassed.

Anxious to get on with her plan, Randi rushed back to the front porch and called out to Alex, "Hi neighbor. Could you give me a hand when you get through washing to your little car?"

Alex stared as the sexy lady in the skimpy bathing suit for a moment; he could hardly believe his eyes, but he managed to answer, "Sure, be right there." He hurried to shut off the water and to put away the pail and sponges and then he rushed over to Randi's.

While he prepared to leave his car and come to help Randi, she had taken advantage of the moment and sat, slumped back on the lounge and presented him with a view of her crotch tightly wrapped in thin fabric. The lips of her cunt showed through the material as two separate mounds and she knew that Alex was probably a sex hungry stud who would have to look at the picture she presented him with, and want to see more.

Alex hurried up the steps and as soon as he got onto the porch with Randi he stopped dead still and stared, just as she had known he would.

"Gee, Mrs. Wallace, what is it I can do for you?" Alex croaked, his throat tight with immediate excitement.

"Oh, Alex, I was trying to push the piano across the room and I find I can't make the big old thing budge. Will you help me?"

"Oh, yeah. Anything. I'll do anything I can for you."

Randi wasn't surprised at his eagerness. His eyes had moved from the mounds in her bikini bottom to take in her barely contained tits in the tight little top.

Randi tried not to laugh. Poor Alex was tripping all over himself as they walked into the living room, he couldn't take his eyes off her body.

Once inside she explained where she wanted to move the piano to but Alex couldn't stop looking at her, all except her eyes. He just couldn't make himself look beyond the tits that were barely concealed. When he wasn't looking there he looked intently at the trim figure that tapered down into a sexy "V" of legs where the object of all men's desire's lay.

"I want to move it to the other side of the room," Randi told him. "Do you think we could manage that?"

"Oh, sure," Alex said, with his eyes once more locked onto her cleavage.

"Well, let's get started," Randi encouraged him. She was thrilled that her spur of the moment plan was working so well.

They got at opposite ends of the piano and began tugging and pushing at it. Soon… sooner than Randi had planned, the strings broke.

Without the strap to hold her heavy tits in place they popped free, the flimsy piece of fabric falling to the floor.

"Oh, dear," Randi gushed, "I'm so embarrassed."

Alex didn't say a word. He stood there with his mouth hanging open and stared at Randi big boobs.

Randi hadn't planned this far ahead so she adlibbed her plan. She looked down at Alex's crotch and sure enough she saw what she expected… a bulge under the zipper.

Now it was Randi's turn to stare. While Alex ogled her naked tits, she stared at the big bulge in his pants. At once she felt her pussy getting warm and wet. She was becoming hot, wet and she was swelling down there with the excitement.

She watched as the bulge grew and grew. It moved, almost with a mind of its own, from just under his zipper to pop up even bigger and stiffer in the right pant leg.

Alex obviously wanted Randi. He stood near paralyzed with his own horniness. He was starting to breath hard and as he stared at Randi, her nipples became erect, like his cock.

She walked over to him, big melon shaped tits quivering with each step. She stood so close to him that she could feel his hot breath on her sensitive skin.

"Alex, feel me if you want to. Touch me," she whispered. He tried to say something but he could not. Randi took his hands and lifted them to her chest, she squeezed his hands briefly and then laid them, palm down, on her tits.

"Do you like them, Alex?" she asked.

"Oh. I like them. I love them," he giggled like a boy.

Randi leaned back against the piano and allowed Alex to feel all he wanted. He was nervous at first, but it didn't take long before his lust overpowered his shyness and he leaned forward to take her nipples into his mouth. The first one got a fluttery little kiss, the other got a wet kiss, then the first one got sucked on, then the other one he licked with relish. He became more and more eager; and the longer he worked on her tits, the harder he became.

As Alex licked and sucked on her nipples, Randi reached to his crotch and pulled down the zipper. He wasn't wearing any underwear so she could feel the big organ with her finger tips but it was too long to pull it out.