Andy Gorman - The housewife went wild

"All cunt," Trevor said. "That's what I felt. You're just one big, beautiful cunt."

And he leaned across and kissed her.

Trevor, Paul and Toni were in the living room sipping cool beers. They had all showered together, and Toni had been kissed and explored all over, stroked, sucked, and had fingers pressed against her, wanting to enter her cunt again until she turned off the warm water and let the icy-cold water cool the young guys' enthusiasm. Their two hot pricks had soon shriveled.

"Wilma might be home by now. We'll go and see when you've finished your drinks," Toni said.

Trevor gave a deep groan.

"I suppose I've got to go and meet the old bag," Trevor said. "It's going to be hard after meeting you."

He patted Toni's crotch through her dress, and Paul nodded his head in agreement.

"What's this old bag business?" Toni asked indignantly.

"Well, dad wrote and told me he was married again, and he sent me a picture of Wilma, obviously taken when she was a young kid. I've only had couple of letters from him since I've been in the Army. I expect his new wife is about his own age."

Toni burst out laughing, and Trevor looked at her with a puzzled frown on his face.

"Have you got the picture?" she asked.

Trevor dived into his pocket and pulled out his wallet.

Toni glanced at it and looked at Trevor.

"My God, how wrong can you be! I'd say this photo was taken only a month or two ago."

Trevor looked at her, his mouth open in surprise.

"Wilma is really a gorgeous chick," Toni said. "She's a lot younger than I am – and let me tell you something, she's very hot and passionate, so you watch yourself!"

"Christ!" he gasped. "What's the old man up to marrying a beautiful young thing like that? The dirty old bugger!"

"Nothing dirty about it. They're very much in love."

When Wilma opened the front door to them, Toni could hear Trevor's sharp intake of breath.

"Wilma, this gorgeous hunk is you stepson, Trevor, and this is his buddy Paul. Boys, meet the old bag, Wilma," Toni said.

Toni had a grin on her face as she flicked her fingers in front of Trevor's eyes.

"Trevor, aren't you going to give your new stepmother a kiss?"

Toni could see Trevor had been knocked sideways by Wilma, and Paul was equally impressed. Both lads clearly had made up their minds that Gavin Harris' new wife was almost in the wheelchair stage, and the sight of her surprised them.

Although she had just returned from a busy shopping expedition, Wilma looked fresh and lively. Since she had been home, she had touched up her lipstick and her hair. She wore a tight fitting dress that revealed plenty of leg and showed her tits to advantage.

Wilma put her hand to her tit to conceal her nipples, which had suddenly become erect.

"Come in. Bring your things in. You caught me by surprise! I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow! Gavin will be surprised. He's been looking forward to seeing you. How did you meet Toni?" Wilma babbled on wildly, much to Toni's amusement.

Toni was just as excited by the movement of Wilma's provocative little asscheeks as the boys were when Wilma led the way into the living room.

"Trevor, I'm surprised you haven't greeted your new mother with a kiss," Toni said.

Trevor looked slightly embarrassed for a moment before he bent and touched Wilma's cheek with his lips.

"Good Lord, Trevor, that's not a kiss! Kiss Wilma like you kissed me a while ago!"

"But she's my mother!"

"What makes you think mothers don't want to be kissed like you kissed me?"

Trevor looked slightly upset, but Toni kept on.

"I'm sure Paul can do better than that. Kiss Wilma, Paul, like you kissed me!"

Wilma gave Toni a puzzled look.

"What have you three been up to?" she asked.

Toni gave Paul a shove and winked at him. "Show her, Paul."

Paul put his arms around Wilma and kissed her upturned lips. After a moment's hesitation, she relaxed in his arms and opened her mouth for a kiss. Paul's tongue swept around inside Wilma's mouth, and she pressed her body against him.

He moved his hands down to her ass and pulled her against his swelling prick. Wilma gasped as she felt his cock-bulge against her belly. When Wilma finally stepped back from Paul, Toni could see how aroused she was. Wilma was flushed and her lips were moist, her eyes had a dreamy sort of cross-eyed look and her tits were threatening to spill out of her dress.

"I can see you are going to have a lot of fun while these boys are here," Toni said.

"I don't know about that," Wilma said cautiously. "I don't know how my husband would feel."

"He'd feel like this," Toni said, putting her hand under Wilma's dress and grabbing her pussy. "Come along, Wilma, don't give these boys the impression you're being coy." Toni turned to Trevor and Paul.

"The truth is, Wilma has a very, very hot cunt here that's just aching for excitement!"

"Toni!" Wilma gasped. "What sort of an impression will Trevor and Paul get about me when you talk like that?"

But she made no attempt to keep Toni from fingering her crotch.

"Wilma, face up to it. These boys haven't had a woman for months. I tried to help by skimming the cream off the top, but there's a lot of cream left and it's making their balls ache – and you wouldn't like them to be left with aching balls, would you?"

Toni reached over to Paul, who was standing with an amused look on his face and a big bulge on the front of his trousers. She fumbled for the zipper of his trousers and pulled it down. Toni pushed her hand inside his fly and pulled out his cock.

Wilma's eyes opened wide when she saw Paul's prick. Toni eased Wilma's panties down, and it was Paul's turn to look surprised as her golden cunt-hair came into view.

Paul took Wilma into his arms and pressed against her while Toni unfastened Wilma's dress. A moment later Toni eased Wilma's dress down and unfastened her bra.

"Stand back while I take Wilma's dress off." Toni said.

A moment later, Wilma stood stark naked. Toni stood behind her and put her hands on her shoulders.

"Now isn't that sight for tired eyes?" Toni asked. "You'll appreciate it better if you get out of that gear."

Wilma had gotten over her initial reserve and posed provocatively in front of Paul, pushing her tits and her cunt mound out and standing with her legs slightly parted so that he could see her cunt-lips.

He glanced at Trevor, and without further hesitation, he threw off his clothes and stood for a moment in front of Wilma.

Wilma smiled as she saw his broad shoulders, his tanned, muscular arms and chest, his erect, pulsating prick, and his balls, which seemed to be drooping almost to his knees.

In a flash, they were in a clinch, and a moment later, they dropped to the floor, their bodies welded in a writhing, passionate embrace. Wilma rolled onto her back and spread her legs, grasping Paul's cock. Without taking his lips from hers for a second, Paul got between Wilma's legs, while she guided his cock into her steamy wet cunt.

From the moment he thrust the full length into Wilma's cunt, Paul was fucking her as if he had been doing it for years.

His ass rose and fell in a steady rhythm as he plowed deep into her cunt, giving her the full length of his cock.

Toni had gone to the couch and sat beside Trevor, who put his arms around her and kissed her. He put his hand under her dress and fingered her cunt-lips.

"That's what we should be doing," he said. "Wilma looks as though she's loving it, and Paul is in heaven!"

"She'll love it when you fuck her, too," Toni said. "She's really sucking Paul's cock into her cunt, isn't she? Not bad for an old bag, huh?"

"I'm going to fuck you for that," Trevor said. "Maybe I can't fuck my stepmother, but you'll do?"