The Storm Shelter II - Cynthia free porn video

Cynthia woke up before most of the people in the storm shelter.  She had slept quite well and considering how much she hated sleeping anywhere other than a bed; it was a small miracle that she had slept at all.   The worst of the storm seemed to have passed, the wind had died down and a steady rain was all that remained of the retreating storm.

Cynthia was pleased that she could hear light snoring coming from Jason confirming that he was still asleep.  She needed some time to just think with no interruptions.  The evening before had been emotionally confusing and she needed to process her thoughts.

Cynthia had felt feelings the night before that she knew a married woman should not be feeling.  She had felt her face blushing when she noticed Andrew glancing at her boobs and realised that she was not wearing a bra.  She was just about to go and put one on when she realised that she hadn’t packed one.  With nothing else to do, she decided to ignore the fact that her top was clinging to her boobs giving Andrew and anybody else who bothered to look a spectacular view.  Cynthia felt herself smiling as she remembered how Andrew tried to be discreet but she’d repeatedly caught him glancing at her chest.  At some point, fairly early on, she’d stopped thinking about her bra-less boobs and really looked at Andrew.  He was handsome with a strong face and blond hair.  Instead of the gangly look that most teenage boys had, he was blessed with well-toned muscles in all the right places. 

Cynthia had wondered what he would be like as a lover.   Once the thought had entered her mind that was all she could think about. Would she need to teach him or would he already know what to do? The carnal thoughts about Andrew had turned her on. Her pussy had moistened and her nipples had hardened.

Thinking about the situation this morning was having a similar effect on her and she felt a pleasant tingling in her nipples as they started to harden.  Certain that no one would be able to see, she allowed her hand to slip into her panties and started stroking her clit with her index finger.

Cynthia remembered how she’d felt guilty and looked at Jason to see if he’d noticed her reaction to Andrew.  Jason had caught her eye and smiled at her.  He knew exactly what was happening and he was enjoying every minute of it.  He was always trying to encourage her to be more adventurous, particularly when it came to things of a sexual nature, but she was just naturally conservative by nature.

A few minutes later Jackie had crisscrossed her legs and her short skirt rode high enough to reveal her panties.   They were sexy pink designer panties, most probably Victoria Secret. Cynthia’s mouth nearly fell open when she realised that the lace was translucent and she could quite clearly see Jackie’s bald pussy slit under the material.  For some reason that Cynthia could not define, she’d found the sight compelling.  She had seen naked pussies in change rooms before and had never looked twice but this was different.  The choice of sexy lingerie and exceptional grooming showed that Jackie cared about how she looked down there.  It was sexy and visually attractive, which were thoughts that Cynthia never thought she would have about another woman’s pussy.

A quick glance at Jason had confirmed that he had also noticed Jackie’s display.  Anger had quickly faded to understanding; she had found it hard not to look, so there was no way in hell that Jason was going to be able to resist looking. She had wondered if Jason was wishing he could fuck Jackie.  Strangely the thought of Jason fucking Jackie was not as upsetting as she thought it would be, particularly if Cynthia could participate.

Cynthia stopped playing with her clit as she considered the thought.  She’d never seriously thought of sex with more than one person before.  She imagined Jason sliding his cock into her wet pussy while Jackie sucked on her nipple.  Her pussy responded immediately by getting wetter.  In her fantasy, she replaced Jason with Andrew and her excitement level increased even more.  She was compelled to continue rubbing her clit, while her other hand found her nipple. Cynthia pinched and twisted her nipple loving the way each action sent electrical currents from her nipple to her pussy.  She slid first one finger and then a second into her sopping pussy and reached that rare state where her fantasy completely replaced reality.  For a little while, it felt like Jackie was actually sucking Cynthia’s nipple and Andrew was driving his virgin cock deep into her pussy.  In moments Cynthia was overcome by the first wave of her orgasm and she remembered at the last second not to moan out loud in ecstasy.  Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body until finally, the alternate reality of her fantasy faded and she returned to the crowded storm shelter.

More people were waking up and the hum of conversations was getting louder.  Cynthia sat up and looked around to see if anybody was looking at her but the handful of people who were awake all seemed to be ignoring her.  Thankfully, it seemed like no one had noticed her masturbating. Jason was still lying on his back sleeping and next to him Jenny was asleep on her side facing Jason. 

Cynthia smiled to herself.  If Jason was awake he would’ve got to see what he’d tried so hard to imagine the night before: Jenny’s naked boobs.  Jenny’s blanket had slipped down exposing her breasts.  They were about the same size as Cynthia’s, with light pink nipples.  ‘I hope my boobs still look that good in twenty years,’ Cynthia thought to herself.  Cynthia realised that no one else could see Jenny’s boobs but that could change at any moment.  She felt compelled to reach out to try and restore Jenny’s dignity with the blanket.

Jenny was in a light sleep when she felt someone tugging on her blanket.  Opening her eyes she saw Cynthia reaching over Jason and trying, unsuccessfully, to cover Jenny’s exposed tits with a blanket.   The blanket was trapped under her body and Cynthia was not having much success.  Jenny, feeling her face flush with embarrassment, quickly shifted off the blanket and covered herself.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” Cynthia said quietly. “You were just…”  Cynthia left the sentence incomplete and glanced at Jenny’s chest.

“Thanks’,” Jenny said glancing at Jason who is still asleep and then around the room. “Do you think anybody else noticed?”

Cynthia smiled a friendly smile and said, “No, I think I was the only one who could see.” 

“Thank you,” Jenny said, feeling her face return to normal.  “That could’ve been so embarrassing.” 

Jenny got dressed under the blanket and thankfully Cynthia gave her some space. She was feeling guilty this morning for fucking Cynthia’s husband, Jason, last night.  Jenny doubted that Cynthia would be so sweet if she knew that Jason’s cum was still leaking from her pussy.  It was a great fuck; Jason was skilled and had taken his time allowing her to have multiple orgasms.  It had been many years since she’d enjoyed sex that much.  ‘I must make sure he gets my number and let him know that he can fuck me whenever he wants to,’ Jenny thought. ‘Cynthia is a nice girl and I feel bad for her; however, if Jason chooses to fuck me on the side, I’m certainly not going to say no.’

About an hour later there was a buzz of activity in the shelter.  Officials had posted lists of neighbourhoods that were safe to return to and those that were not.  Tom had checked the list and confirmed that they could go home. Cynthia walked back from the list looking rather sad and Jenny figured that they were not so fortunate.

“Cynthia, is it bad news?” Jenny asked.

“Yes, they say the damage is extensive with a lot of downed power lines and trees,” Cynthia said glumly.  “It will be at least a couple of days before we can go home.  How about you?”

“We can go home, thank god!” Jenny replied.  Seeing an opportunity to spend more time with the young couple, Jenny said, “Would you like to come and stay with us for a few days instead of staying here?  We have a spare room ready for guests.”

Cynthia’s face brightened, “I’d have to speak to Jason but that sounds really good.”

“Good,” Jenny said, “Don’t say anything to Jason yet.  I need to speak to Tom and he can be quite difficult, so it might not happen.”

Cynthia’s excitement grew as Jenny spoke to Tom, it looked like he was open to the idea.  It was looking like she would she get to sleep in a bed and as a bonus, she would get to continue flirting with Andrew.

A few minutes later, Jason was walking with Cynthia and Jackie to his car. Jackie had volunteered to ride with them to give them directions her house.

Jason felt concerned as he considered his predicament. When he had decided to fuck Jenny the night before he’d thought the risk of discovery was low. It was just supposed to be a one-night stand. Now he was going to be spending a few days with Jenny and it was clear that she wanted an encore performance. The risk of discovery had gone up significantly. Yes, he was discontented with the current state of his sex life with Cynthia but that did not mean he wanted to screw up his marriage. He had a good thing with Cynthia. He knew deep down that he would have to come clean and confess his sins to Cynthia. He just had no idea how to do it.

Jackie chatted happily with Cynthia as Jason slowly drove his car through the battered streets. Jason checked his rear view mirror more than he normally would have because every time he did, he got to see Jackie's beautiful face looking right back at him. She had stunning almost white blond hair that framed her flawless face. Slightly plump lips and gorgeous green eyes smiled at him every time they made eye contact. Jackie's perky personality helped lift him, somewhat, out of his contemplative mood.

After thirty minutes of careful driving, they arrived at the gated subdivision that Jackie lived in. A minute later he pulled up next to Tom's Tesla. The house was big and there was no obvious damage from the storm. The garden was shredded but that would grow back.

An hour later Cynthia finished the last of her breakfast. As usual, she was the last person to finish eating. She thanked Jenny for the breakfast and went upstairs, with Jason, to their room. The room was next to Andrew's and across the hall from Jackie's. Tom and Jenny's room was downstairs on the main floor. She closed the door and thought about Jason. He’d been in a mood the whole morning.  She suspected that he was still pissed off that she would not make love to him in the storm shelter.

Cynthia opened her backpack and retrieved a yellow crop-top from it.  The shirt was baggier than her t-shirt and it would not be as obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra.  She pulled her t-shirt over her head and felt her tits bounce a little as they were freed from the constraints of the shirt. She looked at Jason expecting him to be watching her.  He always loved watching her strip.  He was lying on the bed looking at the ceiling apparently lost in thought. ‘Mmm, maybe this will help,’ Cynthia thought.  She unbuttoned her jeans and hooked her thumbs under the band of her panties and slid them both down her legs.  Still no response.  She selected a matching yellow skirt and her remaining clean white panties and got dressed.

"What's wrong, Jason?" Cynthia asked. "You've been quiet the whole morning and I can tell something is bothering you. Are you still upset that we didn't have sex last night?"

"Nothing's wrong. I'm not upset about last night," Jason said.

"Well, what’s it about?"

Jason was obviously in turmoil as he considered what to say next. Cynthia waited patiently sensing that he needed time.

Jason took a deep breath and nervously said, "I don't really know how to say this so I'm just going to say it."

Jason paused again and Cynthia felt a sickening dread building in her stomach. This was something bad.

Jason found his courage and continued, "Last night, I accidentally had sex with Jenny."

It took a moment for the words to sink in but even after she comprehended the words they did not make sense. "What the fuck! How do you accidentally have sex with Jenny?" Cynthia's dread was transformed into anger.

"I thought I was having sex with you and it was only afterwards when she thanked me that I realized it was Jenny," Jason quickly tried to explain.

Cynthia's anger was held at bay momentarily. This didn't sound as bad as it could be. Jason went on to explain how he had been woken up in the middle of the night by Jenny rolling into him. In his sleep-induced confusion he had started fondling her breast thinking that it was Cynthia. Jenny had responded and he then fucked her.

Cynthia believed Jason because he had made love to her in exactly that way a number of times before but she still felt incredibly angry.

"I don't know what think right now," Cynthia said. "I appreciate your honesty but I’m finding it hard to believe that you didn't know what you were doing. I need time to process this and I would appreciate it if you leave me alone until tonight. If I'm ready, we can talk more about this tonight."

"Okay," Jason agreed.

Cynthia left Jason sitting on the bed and went downstairs. She needed to be alone and was pleased that everyone seemed to have gone their separate ways after breakfast.  She went and sat in a small room that had two lounge chairs, a coffee table, a bookshelf and a large window with a view of the wrecked backyard and pool.  The chair was comfortable and she could imagine herself sitting in it for hours reading a book.

Her anger roiled deep down as she tried to order her thoughts.  The reason for her anger was confusing.  She felt like she should be feeling angry because Jason had slept with another woman but it did not bother her.  She did not feel betrayed because she believed he did not mean to fuck Jenny. Even if he’d known what he was doing he’d told her as soon as he could, albeit with a bit of prompting.  She did not even feel angry towards Jenny as she was a sex-starved woman who’d taken advantage of a sexy situation.  The real reason that she was feeling angry was jealousy. She was not jealous over Jason but, strangely enough, she was feeling jealous that he’d had sex with two people while she’d only had sex with one.  He had one up on her and it was driving her crazy.  There it was!  Her true motivation.  She was not truly angry, she was just jealous. Now that she had resolved her emotions she was ready to face the world again. 

Cynthia found Jenny in the kitchen cleaning up the mess from breakfast.  Tom had left for the airport a few minutes before and Jenny seemed to be in a good mood, humming to herself softly as she worked.  Cynthia started helping and they were soon chatting as they worked.

Cynthia wondered if Jenny would have invited them to stay if Jason had not slept with her.  Jason’s mistake was most probably the only reason that she was sleeping in a comfortable bed tonight

Andrew joined them in the kitchen and Cynthia gave him her best 'I'm really happy to see you' smile. The smile had the desired effect and Andrew smiled back and started chatting with her. Cynthia was pleased when she saw his eyes quickly roam over her tanned legs and her exposed belly before returning to her face.

"Andrew, why don't you go and show Cynthia the games room?" said Jenny. "Maybe she'd enjoy playing some pool."

Andrew led Cynthia downstairs to the games room. It was a large basement that had a pool table, a large TV, a comfortable couch, a games console and some gym equipment on the far wall.

Cynthia had only played pool a few times before and did not care much for the game but she was happy to spend time with Andrew.  They made small talk as Andrew stacked the balls and then took the first break shot.  The balls scattered across the table and a solid ball sunk.  Andrew took his second shot, missed and passed the cue to Cynthia

“I’ve not played much pool before so you’ll have to go easy on me,” Cynthia said.

“Just aim to knock the white ball against one of your balls and try to get it closer or into one of the pockets,” Andrew instructed.

Cynthia lined up her cue behind the white ball when Andrew stopped her. “Not like that, you need to get down low almost placing your chin on the cue. Like this.” Andrew demonstrated how to properly aim over the cue.

Cynthia bent down as instructed and felt the front of her shirt fall open. She knew that if Andrew was standing across the table from her he would have a nice view of her tits.  The thought excited her and she wondered what his reaction would be when he first saw them.  She aimed and struck the cue ball.  Amazingly the ball went where she aimed and nudged the yellow ball into the pocket.  She jumped up and squealed in delight.  Knowing that she had a second shot she moved around to the other side of the table and selected the blue ball near the pocket in front of Andrew.   She leaned forward and lined up her shot. Cynthia took her time aiming, hoping that Andrew was enjoying the view. This time she missed the pocket. She made sure she was standing next to Andrew for the next few shots as she did not want to make it too obvious that she was flashing him on purpose. She let him have another peek and then decided to make the conversation more personal.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Cynthia asked.

"No," Andrew answered. “My last girlfriend broke up with me a few weeks ago.”

"Oh, I’m sorry," Cynthia said. “What happened?”

"It’s kind of embarrassing, so if you don’t mind I’d rather not talk about it."

This was intriguing and there was no way in hell that Cynthia was going to let it be.  “She left you for another guy?” Cynthia asked, “I see how that could be embarrassing.”

“No,” Andrew answered, “She didn’t leave me for another guy.”

“Another girl then?” Cynthia pressed the issue.

Andrew laughed, “No, not another girl”

Cynthia wondered what else could be embarrassing, “Was it a sex problem?”

Andrew laughed again, “I’m not going to talk about it!”

Not wanting to be overheard, Cynthia lowered her voice a little and moved closer to Andrew, “If it’s a sex problem you should tell me.  I’m sure I could give you some helpful advice from a woman’s perspective.”

“I don’t know,” Andrew said, “It’s not something I can exactly change.”

“Come on Andrew, I really want to know,” Cynthia pleaded and gave him her best puppy-eyed look. “Whatever it is you’ll be glad you told me.”

“Okay,” Andrew gave in. “We dated for just over a year and when she turned eighteen, she finally agreed to do more than just kiss.  I managed to get her top off and she gave me a hand job.  I thought things were progressing nicely; however, the next day she phoned me and broke up with me.  I asked her why and she said that I was just too big for her and she didn’t want her first time to hurt too much.   I tried convincing her that we could take it slow but she was determined to end it.”

Cynthia was incredulous. “She ended it because you were too big?  How big are you?”

Andrew was clearly uncomfortable as he answered, “I don’t know.  About eight inches or so.”

“Wow, that is big,” Cynthia said with admiration.

Cynthia thought about Jason’s cock.  It was about six and a half inches and had become thicker over the last few years.  He’d managed to satisfy her with it but she had no problem taking him now and had wondered what a larger cock would feel like.  She remembered how big Jason had felt the first time; her pussy had literally buzzed with pleasure as it had expanded to take him in.  Would being fucked by an eight-inch cock feel like the first time all over again?  Just imagining it was turning her on and she felt warmth and wetness building in her pussy.  Up until this point, fucking Andrew had been a fantasy but now she knew that she had to fuck him.

“I can understand why your girlfriend was frightened,” Cynthia said.  “A cock that big could be intimidating to anyone.  You should most probably stay away from virgins and find someone with a bit more experience.  One thing that I can tell you is that you’re going to have a lot of sex in your life.  Once word gets out about your size you’ll have a lot of opportunities.  I can think of a number of my friends who’d want to spread their legs for you.”

Andrew could not keep the grin from his face as he said, “Really?  Do you think you could introduce me?”

It was Cynthia’s turn to laugh.  Andrew looked like a kid in a candy store who had just been told he could eat as much candy as he wanted. “Slow down, buddy! I might introduce you to one or two of them...if you are nice to me.”

Andrew grinned charmingly, “I’m going to be so nice to you, that you’ll feel like the queen of England.”

Cynthia laughed again, “That might earn you more than one or two introductions.  I actually have the perfect woman in mind; she is married though so you’ll have to be discreet.”

“Is she good looking?”

“Yes, I think you will like her,” Cynthia said. 

Cynthia suddenly felt nervous as she considered her next words.  She did have a friend that would want Andrew’s cock but she wanted to be the first.  Her next few words would determine whether she headed down the path of infidelity or remained faithful to Jason.  A plan formed in her mind and she knew that she could have Andrew and Jason would have to accept it.

Cynthia subconsciously licked her lips and said, “Will you show me?”

Andrew didn’t understand, “What?”

“I need to be sure that you’re as big as you say you are - before I tell my friends,” Cynthia said

“No!” Andrew started to blush, “I mean… I can’t just…  you know… pull it out here.  What if someone walks in?”

“No one’s going to walk in. We’ll hear them coming down the stairs,” Cynthia tried to assure Andrew.  “We can sit on the couch over there and even if somebody came in, they wouldn’t see anything.”

“I don’t know,” Andrew said, “It’s embarrassing.”

Cynthia decided to sweeten the deal, “Would it help if I showed you my tits?”

Andrew desire to see Cynthia’s tits overcame his shyness, “Okay, let’s go over to the couch.”

Cynthia sat on one end of the couch facing Andrew while he sat at the other armrest.  Andrew was nervous and Cynthia noticed his hand shaking slightly as he sat down.

“Hey… Don’t be nervous,” Cynthia said reassuringly, “This’ll be fun. I’ll go first, okay?”

“Okay,” Andrew said.

Cynthia grabbed the bottom of her crop-top and pulled it up over her breasts.  Cynthia was proud of her breasts.  She normally wore a 32C bra and her boobs easily held up her shirt.  Her small brown nipples were as hard as stones.  Her breasts were round and full but did not sag in any noticeable way.

Andrews’s eyes were focused on Cynthia’s hard nipples and she let him enjoy the view for a short time and then said, “Okay, now your turn.”

Andrew stood up briefly and pulled his shorts down to his knees. His cock was flaccid and hung down at a forty-five-degree angle.  It was at least five inches long in its deflated state and his glans was a nice pink color.  His blond pubes were trimmed short and were almost unnoticeable.

Cynthia was impressed by his natural size and had to resist the urge to touch him.  For her plan to work she could not afford to have sex with him now and she knew that touching would lead to sex.

“I was hoping that you’d be hard,” Cynthia said.  “Can you make yourself hard?”

“I can try,” Andrew said. 

He sat down on the couch facing Cynthia. He grabbed his cock in his right hand and started jerking off while staring at her boobs.

Andrew took his cock in his right hand and started stroking. Cynthia watched eagerly as she had never seen a guy wank before. Andrew's hand stroked his soft penis for about thirty seconds and then he stopped.

"I'm sorry," Andrew said, clearly embarrassed. "It's not going to work. I'm just feeling too self-conscious."

Cynthia was disappointed but she felt compassion for Andrew. "It's okay, Andrew. Don't worry about it; most guys wouldn't be able to do it. Do you think it would help if I masturbated as well?"

Andrew grinned, "Yeah, I think that'll help a lot."

Cynthia was already sitting on the couch facing Andrew with her legs crossed. She slid her butt forward until her head rested on the armrest and then hooked her right leg over the back of the couch. She placed her left leg over Andrew’s right knee. She adjusted her position until she felt comfortable. Her skirt still covered her white panties. She kept her eyes on Andrew as he hungrily watched her hand slide down and rub her cunt through the skirt. She was feeling so horny that even touching herself through two layers of fabric felt really good. It had been a long time since she had felt as wet as she did right then. She took the hem of her skirt and slowly pulled it up over her panties.

Andrew's eyes widened when he saw her panties.

"You're wet," he said.

Cynthia realized that she had soaked her panties and said, "It’s because I’m so turned on.  If I wasn't married I’d most probably let you have sex with me now."

Cynthia knew that if Andrew had the guts to make a move she'd let him have his way with her even though her plan would be totally screwed. Fortunately, Andrew didn't do anything. He kept his eyes focused on her soaking panties while she rubbed her clit through her panties. It felt good but she was ready to complete the show. Her hand slipped inside panties and she thrust her middle finger deep into her pussy. She felt a thrill as millions of nerve endings delighted in the sensation.

Cynthia moaned quietly and said, "Mmm, that feels so good." She looked at Andrew's cock and was delighted to see that the monster was fully awake. It was at least eight inches long and thicker than she had expected.

"Oh my God, your cock is perfect," Cynthia gushed. "I want to see you cum."

Andrew's hand resumed stroking his now rock-hard cock, while Cynthia quickly slipped her wet panties off and let them fall onto Andrew's lap. She re-positioned her legs as she had them before and knew that Andrew had a great view. Her pubes were neatly trimmed into a brown triangle and her clit peeked out between her slightly distended pussy lips. A part of her was horrified that she was displaying herself in such a crude way to Andrew whom she had known for less than a day, but the debased side of her was reveling in it.  She had never done anything like this for Jason, which made the whole experience even more thrilling.

 Cynthia stuck a finger back into her pussy and rubbed her clit with her palm. She was imagining Andrew's large cock stretching her pussy when she felt her orgasm wash over her. She felt her pussy clench around her finger and her back arched. “Oh fuck…I’m cumming,” Cynthia said in ecstasy. She stopped moving her hand as the orgasm took complete hold of her.

Andrew's eyes were focused on Cynthia’s pussy as his hand rapidly pumped up and down his meaty cock.  Cynthia watched as Andrew groaned and his cock shot a huge glob of cum onto his shirt-covered chest.  Five more spurts followed the first, each landing a little lower than the previous one.

Cynthia laughed at the expression of bliss on Andrew's face and then said, “See, I told you it would be fun.”

Andrew smiled at her said, “Thanks; that was great.”  Andrew looked at the mess on his shirt and continued, “I suppose I should have taken my shirt off.  I better get cleaned up.”  Andrew grabbed some tissues from the coffee table and cleaned up as best as he could.

They heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Cynthia almost panicked before quickly sitting up and covering herself with her clothes.  Andrew reacted quickly and pulled up his shorts too.  There was nothing to be done about the wet splotches all over his shirt.  Jenny walked into the games room and Cynthia realised with horror that her panties were still lying on the couch next to Andrew.  Seeing the direction of Cynthia’s gaze, Andrew grabbed her panties and pocketed them.

Jenny walked to over to Andrew and Cynthia wondering what they had been up to.  Andrew had that guilty look on his face that let her know he had been up to some kind of mischief. For a second her worst fears surfaced.  Had they been doing drugs?  She pushed her fears down trusting that Andrew would not get involved in something like that.

“What are you guys doing?” Jenny asked casually as she walked around the couch.

“Not much,” Andrew tried to lie smoothly. “We were just sitting here talking.  Cynthia’s not much of a pool player so we decided to just talk.”

Jenny was impressed with how well he was lying but she was not fooled and said, “Andrew, I think you should go out and help Jackie and Jason.  They’re cleaning up outside.” 

There was a fragrance in the air that Jenny could not place at first.  It was a little sharp like ammonia and then she placed it.  It was the smell of spunk.  The two of them must have been having sex.  She saw the used tissues and the stains on Andrew's shirt and figured out what must have just happened.  Cynthia was obviously just as inclined to stray as Jason was.

“Sure, I’ll help,” Andrew said getting up and making a beeline for the stairs.

“Thank you, sweetie,” Jenny said. Concerned that Jason might get suspicious if he figured out what the stain on Andrew's shirt was, Jenny added, “It’s still raining, so you might want to get changed before going out.” 

“Okay, Mom.” Andrew dutifully responded.

Cynthia also stood up intending to follow Andrew and said, “I think I will see if I can help as well.”

“Oh, you don’t have to help,” Jenny said.  “I just think Andrew should put in some effort.”

“I’d like to help too,” Cynthia said.

“That’s sweet of you,”  Jenny said. Cynthia started to leave but Jenny continued, “Just before you go, I want to thank you for being kind to Andrew.  He has not quite been himself since Megan broke up with him and as a mother, I appreciate that you’re spending time with him.”

“I’m not being kind,” Cynthia said, “It is fun hanging out with him.”

Cynthia and Andrew spent some time cleaning up the back yard while Jason and Jackie finished up the front.  Andrew had refused to give her panties back saying he wanted to keep them as a ‘momenta of the greatest day of his life.’ She did not try too hard to get them back because she was pleased that he wanted to keep them.  She only had her dirty pair from the day before left so she risked not wearing any for the rest of the day.

She avoided Jason as much as possible and spent most of the afternoon with Jackie.  By the end of the afternoon, she had started to wonder if Jackie was a lesbian.  There had been a few subtle comments and flirtatious remarks from Jackie that had raised Cynthia’s suspicions.  Cynthia was acutely aware of the role that Jackie had played in her fantasy that morning and had found herself responding positively to Jackie's flirtations.

That night when it was bedtime Cynthia allowed Jason to make up with her.  Once she felt that he had shown enough contrition and said enough words of apology she stripped off her remaining clothes and climbed on top of him.  The makeup sex was great and she climaxed three times before Jason filled her pussy with cum. 

Cynthia had made enough noise to ensure that Andrew and Jackie knew exactly what they were doing.  She wondered if Andrew had masturbated while listening to them.  She hoped that he had, because she knew that would give him more stamina when she went to him. 

It was almost time to set her plan into motion.  Jason was snoring softly next to her and the house was quiet.  It was after midnight when Cynthia quietly climbed out of bed and put on the short night robe that Jackie had lent her.  She went to the washroom to relieve herself and to clean up as much of Jason’s cum from her pussy as possible.  She felt a tingle of excitement as she made her way back down the hallway. 

Cynthia quietly opened Andrew’s door and slipped in. She had noticed earlier in the day that the layout of Andrew’s room was very similar to the layout of the guest bedroom, with almost exactly the same furniture and queen-size bed.  Her plan hinged on this similarity. 

Andrew was on the verge of falling asleep when his bedroom door opened quietly.  He opened his eyes and in the dim light, recognised Cynthia quietly approaching his bed. His heartbeat quickened as she stopped next to the bed and let her robe fall to the ground. Completely naked, she pulled back the sheet and climbed into bed with him.

Andrew could not believe this was happening.  Only twenty minutes before he had cum, as he had fantasised about this exact scenario.  Before that, he had listened to Cynthia and Jason fucking and had cum at the same time as Cynthia.  Now Cynthia was in his bed naked. 

Cynthia rolled away from him and moved back against his body, spooning him.  He instinctively put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

“Sorry, babe,” Cynthia said sleepily. “I had to go to the washroom.” Cynthia took his hand that was on her belly and moved it up between her breasts and covered it with her own. “Go back to sleep.”

Andrew’s heart sank.  Cynthia was not here for him; it was clear that she had somehow mistaken his room for hers and she thought he was Jason.  He was about to do the right thing and let her know she was mistaken when she snuggled into him a little more.  He felt his semi-hard cock nestle between her ass cheeks and all thoughts of integrity fled his mind.  She was naked in his bed; who would blame him for trying to take advantage of her?  He pressed his hardening cock against her ass and cupped her breast in his hand.

Cynthia smiled as she felt Andrew respond to her.  She had felt his indecision when she pretended to be confused but fortunately rubbing his cock with her ass had done the trick.  She knew that her game was silly but she didn’t want Andrew to think that she was a slut.  She wanted to tell Andrew it was a mistake and it shouldn’t happen again, even though it most probably would.  There was also Jason to consider. If she confessed to fucking Andrew by mistake, just like Jason had fucked Jenny, then he would be forced to forgive her.

Andrew held Cynthia’s tit in his hand and marvelled at how soft and heavy it felt.  Megan’s tits had been so much smaller.  He found her nipple between his forefinger and thumb and gently squeezed it.

‘Mmm,” Cynthia moaned softly. “This is a nice surprise, baby. I thought you were done for the night.”

Cynthia lifted her leg and tucked her foot behind Andrew’s knee opening herself up for his big cock.  Andrew’s instinct took over and he quickly positioned his now hard cock between her legs and found the entrance to her moist pussy.  A little push. He felt his crown spread her lips and start sliding into her pussy.  Her hot, wet and tight pussy resisted him as he pushed into her. He pushed a little harder and there was a slight snapping sensation as his crown entered her fully.  Andrew knew that he would remember this moment for the rest of his life.

Cynthia's body was literally buzzing with desire.  Andrew's cock had stretched her ring like she was a virgin but there was no pain, just incredible pleasure as he stretched her more than she’d ever been stretched before.  She was wet and ready for him, so she moved against his thrust. Her pussy resisted him for a few more inches and then gave in to the inevitable and took the rest of him in one smooth stroke.  His cock filled her perfectly and she could just feel the tip touching her cervix. It was not hard enough to be painful but just light enough to let her know she couldn’t take any more.

Andrew had nearly cum when Cynthia had taken him in one long velvety stroke.  The feeling was so much better than anything he had imagined.  He held still, deep inside her trying to regain his composure.

“Oh, baby,” Cynthia said, “You feel so big in this position.” Her hand reached up and touched his face. “Oh fuck!  Andrew?”

The moment Andrew had been dreading had arrived. “Yes,” he said sheepishly.

“What are you doing here?” Jackie pretended to be confused again.  “Where’s Jason?”

“Jason’s in your bed,” Andrew said. “This is my room.”

“Oh, fuck!” Cynthia said again. “I’m so sorry, Andrew, I thought you were Jason. We should stop.”  Cynthia clenched her pussy muscles massaging Andrew’s cock.  Andrew moaned. “Or, maybe we can carry on for a little longer.”

Andrew moaned again and said, “I’d like to go a little longer.”  He withdrew his cock most of the way and slammed it back in. “Definitely a lot longer.”  Andrew withdrew and fucked her again, not violently but forcefully.

Cynthia climaxed almost immediately.  The pleasure emanating from Andrew’s forceful stokes was immense and she willingly succumbed to the dominating pleasure. “Yes, a lot longer,” she said as soon as she’d recovered her breath. 

Andrew fucked her like that for a few minutes and then he pulled out and turned her onto her back.  He hooked her heels on his shoulders and proceeded to mount her again.  Andrew totally dominated Cynthia physically in this position.  She thought she would hate the feeling but her body responded powerfully to his dominance.  She orgasmed again as he powerfully filled her with his large prick and then again. 

Cynthia felt his pace increase and knew he was building to his own orgasm.  She considered telling him to cum on her tits but decided against it.  It was his first time and he had more than earned the right to cum in her pussy. He started pumping into her incredibly fast. He thrust into her a final time and groaned.  She felt his cum splashing against her cervix.   The sensation was thrilling and she had her fourth orgasm.  

Andrew rolled off Cynthia and lay next to her exhausted.

“Wow,” Cynthia said, “Was that really your first time?”

“Yes,” Andrew replied. “Did I do okay?”

“Uh, huh,” Cynthia said, “You were fantastic.  As long as you can be discreet, you’re going to be so popular with my friends.”

“How about you?” Andrew asked. “Can we do this again?”

‘Absolutely!’ Cynthia thought to herself but said, “No, we should not.  This was a wonderful mistake but I want to be faithful so it cannot happen again.”

“Okay,” Andrew said.

Cynthia climbed out of Andrew’s bed, put her robe back on and visited the washroom before returning to her own bed.  Cynthia was happy to see that Jason was still sleeping deeply.

'What a great day,' she thought as she drifted off to sleep. 
 

To be continued.