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Tiffany sighed and placed her coffee cup on the kitchen counter. Her husband had just left for work. She knew he was cheating but as she looked around the gorgeous villa he paid for, she knew there wasn’t anything she could do.
She wrapped her flimsy sheer silk and lace gown across her ample 36DDs, another present from her husband and thought about going shopping.
Just then, Gary, the pool boy walked past the kitchen window. He’d grown into such a strappy young hunk of a man. 19 years old, 6 feet 4 and full of muscle. She ran her eyes over the firm ass encased in his tight red shorts and thoughts of shopping left her mind.
She pulled the hairband out of her long luscious blonde hair and shook it so it hung naturally. She sucked her finger then smeared her saliva around her nipples, waking them up so they pointed perkily through her gown.
She was naked under the gown. She never saw the need to wear clothes around the house so, with a cup of coffee in hand, she walked seductively across the back yard towards the pool.
She felt her pussy getting wet at the sight of Gary. She couldn’t help it, just a glance at a cock bulge was enough to turn her pussy into a fountain and as she approached, she saw the bulge of his massive cock in the tight shorts. She giggled coquettishly and played with a strand of her blonde locks, biting her lip as she stepped closer.
“Hi Gary, my husband has just left for work for the day, so I was wondering if there was anything you needed?”
Gary smiled and pulled his tee-shirt over his head, revealing a toned six-pack and rippling muscles.
“Hi, Mrs G, I think I’ve got everything I need right here,” he replied, licking his lips and slowly running his eyes up her body from her dainty bare feet with the pink nail varnish up her long legs, toned from daily yoga exercises and over her skimpy robe. She saw him gaze at her breasts and the thought made her nipples grow harder, the points poking through the thin material.
He looked her in the eyes. His eyes were a cold ice blue. She could feel her defences crumble as he stood in front of her.
He ran his fingers down the robe and tugged on the belt. The robe fell open, displayed her naked body to him. She stood, letting him stare at her freshly waxed mound. Her lips glistened. Her marshmallow pink nipples stood to attention.
She grinned and traced the outline of his cock through his shorts. She looked him in the eye and without saying a word, dropped to her knees.
She knelt on the concrete, already warm from the morning sun and pulled the elastic of his shorts out to release his throbbing cock. She pulled his shorts down to his knees. She ran her fingers along the hardening shaft.
“Fuck,” she whispered. “You must be at least eight inches.”
“Ten inches, last time I checked,” he replied, his breathing changing as she flicked her tongue over the mushroom head.
She could just circle her fingers around the shaft and tugged it as she rubbed the head against her mouth. She smeared the blob of precum over her lips and the purple cock head before swallowing it. She looked up at him, her eyes smouldered as she took as much of his big fat juicy cock into her hungry mouth as she could.
She breathed in his scent as she buried her nose in his pubic hairs. They smelt of sweat and the manly odour just excited her more. She gobbled on her cock like a cock hungry whore. When his fingers gripped her hair and shoved her face onto his cock, she thought she’d died and gone to heaven.
Her husband never used her like this. This was what she wanted, what she needed. As Gary told her she was a cock sucking whore, she tried to nod and agree. She’d never deepthroated before but found she’d a natural talent for it and took all ten inches down her throat the first time. She looked up at Gary as he fucked her face and his snarling mouth made her want him more.
He pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. Her lipstick was smeared along his shaft and the eye shadow was running down her cheeks. She ran her fingers over his big dangly cum filled balls and squeezed them, knowing how much it would turn him on.
With a roar, Gary orgasmed, pumping stream after stream of hot wet sticky cum down her throat. She tried to swallow it all but soon her mouth was overflowing and she felt some run down her chin and over her tits.
Finally, Gary released her hair and she pulled herself off his still hard cock. She stood up and kissed him. Gary gripped her hair in one hand and tugged it, snapping her head back. He kissed her neck. She could feel his teeth biting and marking her. Still, she was sure her husband wouldn’t notice.
His hands pawed at her sensitive tits, pinching, rolling and tugging her nipples, rubbing the cum that had dripped into her tits The merest touch causing more ripples in her needy pussy. He told her to lie down on the sun lounger and when she did so, he got between her legs and spread them wide open. Despite his youth, he was an expert pussy licker and the first touch of his tongue on her clit made her gasp and squirm, smearing her juices over her face.
He rolled his tongue around her engorged clit, sucking it as her juices were smeared over his face.
“Ffuckkkk” she cried. She could feel her orgasm approaching already. No man had ever made her cum as quickly or as easily as Gary. He pushed three fingers into her tight pussy, stretching her easily as his knuckles caused more sensations to build in her core.
She squirmed on the sun lounger, aware that her neighbours could see her from their bedroom windows but soon she was past caring.
He sucked and licked her clit as he thrust his fingers in and out. Hid fingers scissored inside her, tapping her sweet secret spot her husband never touched. ‘Oh, why couldn’t he fuck me like Gary does,’ she thought before all thoughts were wiped from her mind. She rode Gary’s hand and face like a woman possessed.
“Oh my godddd,” she screamed, “Fuck meeeeeee.” and exploded all over Gary’s face.
Gary lifted his face from her spasming pussy and told her to get on her hands and knees. She quickly turned and knelt on the sun lounger on all fours as he got behind her.
SMACK!!! His hand smacked her left ass cheek. The pain caused her pussy to contract and more cum oozed out.
“Fuck me,” she begged. She pressed her face into the cushion of the sun lounger and pushed her ass high into to air, offering him both her slut holes.
SMACK on the other cheek. A pool of her cum gathered on the lounger beneath her. Gary’s big ten-inch monster cock has recovered and grown back to full size. He knelt behind her, holding his shaft in one hand while he rubbed the head along her slit, lubricating his cock with her cum juices.
“Fuck me, please.” She begged again. The realisation she was a needy cum slut made her blush but she was ravenous at the same time.
She felt his fingers grip her hair as he pushed his cock into her. He tugged on her hair and snapped her head back. ‘Fuck,’ she thought, ‘he was using her like a piece of meat.’ That thought made her drip even more.
Her pendulous breasts heaved as he slammed his monster cock into her dripping wet snatch. The rhythm of the squelch squelch squelch of her dripping pussy synchronised perfectly with the slap slap slap of her ass cheeks hitting his hips.
Her pussy walls gripped his cock as he slammed it into her. He was young and eager and so fucking hard. She knew she was going to cum again and wanted him to cum inside her at the same time.
“Oh yessss, Gary, fill me with your monster cock, I’m such a needy little whore. Oh Gary, make me cum on your big hard throbbing cock.”
She felt him tense up and knew he was going to fill her with his delicious youthful cum. She felt him grip her blonde hair and tug on it like reins as he slammed his cock into her.
“Oh, god, Gary, breed me. breed me like the dirty whore I am.”
She felt him explode inside her. Spurt after spurt of hot cum splattering the inside of her womb. This sent her over the edge and her own orgasm ravaged her. She came, howling, whimpering and begging. She spasmed on his big hard cock as he rode her like a bitch in heat.
Finally, he stopped and she slumped forward, her face pressed into the cushions on the lounger. She didn’t care if the neighbours could see her being such a dirty whore.
Suddenly, she heard a car pull up on the drive and the door slam.
“Oh my god, it’s my husband. He’s home early.”
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