David Crane: Do it after school

She wished that she was in that tree house with them, so that she could lick around the edges of that frantic fucking. She yearned to lap balls and cock as they emerged and to sink her lapper up into Sheena's pussy along with Johnny's cock-meat.

"Cum, kids," she whispered, longing to watch the naughty youngsters cream off.

Sheena fucked down and her cunt swallowed his cock balls-deep and the cheeks of her lovely ass opened, giving Wanda a glimpse of her succulent shit-hole, adding another dimension to the housewife's hunger.

Wanda was loving to spy on them, but she was eager for them to finish fucking and vacate the tree house, so that she could climb up there and suck up all of the blended fuck slime they would leave for her repast.

She didn't expect more than a secondhand snack, a sort of cold buffet that could be reheated in her mouth as she relished it on her taste buds.

But Wanda was going to get a lot more than warmed-up residue.

Sheena angled her loins so that all of Johnny's prick was rubbing over her clit as she went up and down. It was bringing her to the crest and she started to rise as fast as she fell.

Johnny held her by her hipbones and hauled her haunches up and down, helping her in her groin gallop, lifting and dropping her as she centered on his cock. The friction was getting fierce now as Sheena fucked with all her vitality and Johnny matched her vigor.

"Ooooh! I'm creamin', baby!" Sheena moaned. Her cunt-hole was melting on his cock as he fucked in. "Jizz me, Johnny! Shoot cum up my cunt while I cream on your cock!"

"Here it cums, Sheena!" he grated.

He was gasping and gurgling, as if his cum-load had bubbled up into his throat, making his voicebox burble as if submerged.

They churned together in a fucking frenzy as they rose to the crest together.

Johnny pounded his prick in and his cumload blew as he buried it.

His cum shot into her in a geyser, splashing into the depths of her cunt so hard it felt as if she had a cannon up her cunt. He damned near blew her off the end of his prick.

She shoved down and orgasmed as his big hard cock squirted cum into her cunt.

Her cunt went off, her pussy dissolved and the virile youngster kept spraying her with his cock-spume, shooting as he plunged in and spurting as he pulled out, his fuck-juice coming in a steady tide.

Sheena squealed with the bliss of it and Johnny grunted like a rutting hog, as he rammed it to her and fed her more spunk. Cunt-cum and jizz streamed out in a milky paste. She rode his cock in a rapture, milking him off as she worked through her own spasms.

Sheena felt as if her pussy had been packed full of dynamite, fused by her clit.

It seemed as if the kids were both going to keep cumming forever. The tree house was shaking in the limbs as they bounced together and leaves were breaking from the swaying branches and drifting down around them.

But finally it was over.

Johnny groaned as his last torrent of cum rushed into her. He fell back, spread-eagled.

Sheena kept on whipping her pussy up and down, shaking and gasping, as the last spasms ripped through her loins.

Then she slid down and, with his spent cock still buried in her pussy, she leaned down, tits bobbling, to give him a loving kiss.

Johnny's sturdy, robust prick was finally starting to shrink and turn limp inside her pussy. Bending, his cock began to snake from her slot and retract back towards his balls.

Sheena was always sorry to see a hard-on start to falter. But she had cum plenty, too, and she knew it would be greedy to expect more.

There was always tomorrow.

His limp prick slithered out. The prickknob lodged in her cunt-gash momentarily, then popped out like a cork, followed by a flood of milky cum from her vacated fuck-hole.

The boy's cock looped in a meaty coil down his trembling thigh.

Sheena gracefully dismounted.

She sat in the lotus position and gazed down at her own well-fucked pussy, amazed at how thick the fuck-slime was as it poured from her gaping cunt-hole.

Then she stooped over him and kissed his soft prick, affectionately, as if to express her gratitude to that fuck-tool for giving her such pleasure.

All slimy from her cunt, his cock tasted swell as she sucked it into her mouth for a moment and nursed the mingled creams from it. If his cock had responded, Sheena would have cheerfully suck him off again, but Johnny was drained dry, and the cockmeat only quivered a bit as her sweet mouth savored it.

Raising her head again, her pretty face glowing with a well-fucked luster, she grinned.

"That was great, Johnny. Can we stop here after school again tomorrow?"

Johnny was enthusiastic about that prospect.

The naughty kids got their clothing on and, both a bit wobbly at the knees, climbed down from the tree house and walked off, holding hands just like any pair of innocent young lovers…

Wanda had been waiting – and now, like any proper waiter, it was time to clear the table.

Those kids had been messy.

She stayed at the window until the youngsters were out of sight, then went down from the attic. She stopped in her bedroom to slip into a dressing gown for the sake of any curious neighbors. It was, after all, a quiet, residential neighborhood where bored housewives had little to do but look out of their windows.

Then, in her dressing gown – but naked beneath, of course – she went out her back door and strolled casually over to the big tree. She looked around warily and disguised her mission by picking up a discarded cigarette pack. No one seemed to be watching her, and she climbed up the rungs with ease and crawled into the tree house.

The wooden platform was open to the air, yet it still retained the pungent, cloying scent of cunt-cum and the gamy, heady fragrance of jizz.

It made Wanda's head swim.

The old mattress was so sodden with fuck slime that it looked like a piece of flotsam that had been washed up from a slimy sea.

Wanda slid her dressing gown off and, naked, began to rub her tits and pussy onto the mattress, for starters. Then she began to mop up with her tongue. The slime was mixed together, but her educated palate could differentiate between boy-cum and pussy-cream.

She didn't know which flavor she preferred.

She took a taste of milky cunt-juice, then relished a tongueful of slippery cum. She sloshed the blend around in her mouth, then gargled the goo down her gullet and lapped up some more.

She placed her parted lips to the mattress top and began to suck the fuck-slime from the fabric, where it had seeped into the material.

She had plenty of time before her husband was due back from work – and that was just as well, because there was an awful lot of fuck-slime to be sucked.

Her imagination was running wild, images dancing like sugarplum fairies in her mind. She thought about sucking young Johnny's cock, and she thought with equal desire about eating Sheena's pussy.

Then she thought about sucking them both at the same time – while they fucked.

That idea made her so hot that she had to pause and strum her clit for a moment. She creamed off pleasantly.

Then she resumed her obscene feast. Wanda intended to make a protracted, multi-course meal out of this well-stocked larder.

How could she be expected to know that Sheena and Johnny would soon be back?

She didn't expect to see them again until after school the next day.

But fate had decreed otherwise… Walking down a quiet suburban street, holding hands and halting to kiss from time to time, as young lovers tend to do, Johnny and Sheena happened to notice a car parked at the curb.

The car was gently rocking.

"Isn't that Coach Miller's car?" Johnny said.

It was, indeed, as they soon found out.