Cindi Rebel - The horny housewife

Vera stood in her kitchen absently going through the magazine while she poured herself another cup of coffee, and rested in the peace and quiet. She was more relaxed than she had been at any other time since her husband had died as she walked to her bedroom, got undressed and ready for bed. After she had taken off her clothes, and walked into her bedroom to wipe the dry cream off of her body, she suddenly smiled brightly.

"I don't even remember what he looked like," she giggled softly as she wiped Max's cum off of her thighs.

She returned to her bedroom and lay on her bed in the dark. She could hear her son's soft moaning from his room, and knew that he was asleep.

I think he understands, and he sounds like he doesn't mind, she thought as she stretched her beautiful, naked, freshly fucked body out on the bed, and drifted off to sleep. Vera slept well that night. Her dreams were filled with visions of Tom, and Tim, and Max, and she had a sweet smile on her face as she slept.

The next morning Vera was in the kitchen when John walked in.

"Morning, Mom," he murmured as he sat at the table.

"Good morning, honey. God, you look horrible," she said when she saw his sleepy expression.

"Didn't sleep too good. I've been thinking all night," he mumbled.

"What on earth about? I heard you snoring and thought you were asleep."

' 'I was, most of the time, but I kept waking up and thinking about you, the magazine, and what you said."

"Oh Johnny, I didn't mean to upset you last night," Vera said as she set his breakfast down in front of him.

"No Mom, that's okay. It's just that what you said was true. I loved Dad too, and I miss him, but you're a beautiful woman. Sex is natural from all that I've ever learned about it. It's fun too, I guess, so why shouldn't you be able to go out and let some guy fuck you. Ooops! Sorry Mom," he stammered when he realized what he had said.

"Oh Johnny, that's okay. When were talking about sex it's alright to say fuck. After all, honey, that's what I'd be doing. I was just afraid that you'd be mad if you found out that I would like to get fucked once in a while," Vera said while John ate his breakfast.

When John heard his mother use that word he felt his cock twitch in his pants.

"Mom, did you and Dad really do all the things in that magazine?" he asked, his curiosity mixed with desire.

Vera decided that it was time to tell John everything in such a way that he would have no doubts about how she felt.

"Oh yes, honey, your father was a wonderful lover. He had a beautiful cock, and he knew how to use it. He would stay hard and fuck me two or three times before he was ready to rest," she said dreamily.

' 'Wow, Mom,'' he said as he felt his cock grow to it's full length in his pants.

John had finished his breakfast, and Vera handed him the magazine. "Put this away baby, and then go to school. I'll call the school later and make an appointment to see this Mr. Adams of yours."

"Okay, Mom, and Mom, I really do think you should get fucked if you want too."

"Why, thank you darling, and I promise to be discrete so that you won't be ashamed of me," she replied sweetly.

John took the magazine and stood up. When he did Vera quickly averted her eyes so that he wouldn't know that she had seen the massive bulge in the front of his pants.

Oh, my goodness, I gave him a hard-on, she thought as she picked up his plate and carried it to the sink.

After John had gone to school Vera sat at her table drinking a cup of coffee and relaxing. She had a smile on her face when it dawned on her that she and John hadn't talked about her going out with other men, just about her getting fucked.

"God! I wonder how many other single mothers have led this conversation with their sons," she said to the silent house. Vera checked the clock and saw it was time to call the school. She dialed the number and made an appointment to see Mr. Adams the following Tuesday, and marked it on her kitchen calendar.

Vera and John went through the rest of the week following their normal routine. John had noticed that his mother was deep in thought most of the time, and he was sure that she was thinking about what they had talked about.

She was thinking about Tom, and what they had done while she rode her bike on Monday morning. Vera hadn't seen Tom for quite some time, but now that she had let Tim and Max make love to her, she was sure that she would like to see Tom again. Suddenly she heard a car approaching and she pulled to the side of the road and stopped. It was Tom, and he stopped his car beside her.

"Hi, Vera, how are you today?" he asked cheerfully.

"Fine thanks, Tom. I wanted to apologize for the way I acted the other day after we had… well, when we were finished."

"Oh, that's okay. Sometimes it takes a little getting used to. I was just sorry that you were upset by it."

"Well, it did surprise me that it could happen that easily, that's all."

"It happens all the time, Vera, it happens all the time," he chuckled.

"Maybe for you, but not to me. You were my first man since my husband died, and it was something that I wasn't ready for at the time."

"I'm sorry if my timing was off," he said softly as he smiled at her.

Vera looked at the tires on her bike and returned his smile. "Too bad I don't have a flat today," she purred.

"Do we really need it as an excuse?"

"No, I don't suppose we do."

' 'Follow me," he said as he put his car in gear.

Vera followed him to his farm house, and parked her bike in the shed. When he got out of his car she was standing beside it with a smile on her face.

"How's my timing today?" he asked as he reached his arms out to her.

"Perfect," she whispered as she wrapped her arms around his neck and drew his lips to hers for a kiss.

Tom didn't know what had happened to Vera to make her more aware of her desires, and he didn't care. He just knew that she was going to be his again. As Vera sucked hungrily at his mouth, and explored it with her tongue, she felt his cock swell and grow in his pants as she ground her hips to his. While they kissed she felt his hands go to the back of her halter and untie it.

When the kiss ended she stepped back from him and let the halter side off her tits. She caught it in her hands as her massive breasts were exposed to his view. As he wrapped his arm around her waist, she let him lead her into the house. When she got into the house Tom was behind her, and Vera stopped and bent over in front of him.

"Fuck me baby. This time I really want you to fuck me hard," she moaned as she smiled over her shoulder at him and slowly slipped her shorts down her deeply tanned, beautiful legs.

Vera casually tossed her shorts and halter to the floor and lay on the couch in his living room while Tom quickly shed his clothes.

"Oh yes, baby," she purred when he was naked.

She watched his massive cock sway in front of him as he stepped to her, and then she sat up on the couch and stretched her arms out to him. Her cunt was hot, and wet, but she wanted to suck his prick first.

When Tom was within reach Vera wrapped her left arm around his waist, and gently cupped his balls in her right hand as she guided his hard shaft to her greedy mouth.

"Aaaaaahhhhh," she breathed in ecstasy as she slid his cock over her tongue.

"Vera, oh Vera, yes, that's it," he groaned softly as he cupped the back of her head in his hands and watched his cock slide deep into her flexing mouth.

Vera buried her nose into the hair at the base of his cock and inhaled deeply. She began bobbing her head up and down his shaft as she savored the manly taste of him. She knew that she was ready for him this time. Tom held her head gently as he began pumping his hips into her face, and as he felt her hot, wet lips gripping his cock his balls tightened. He began pumping his hips into her face faster and faster as he got closer to his climax. Vera felt his body tense, and bobbed her head on his dick as fast as she could.