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For the next few days Janet had plenty to keep her
busy. Arranging the furnishings and getting settled in
their new home filled her time. But the evenings were
the best. Every night she greeted Mark with a special
meal, served by candlelight in their new dining room.
Afterwards, the young couple would fuck till near dawn.

Then, on a Friday morning, the moment she had been
dreading happened. She answered a knock on her back
door and saw the pretty, blonde neighbor standing on
the patio, a pleasant and slightly self-conscious smile
on her face.

Janet blushed. “Hi,” she said weakly.

The blonde nodded as her smile broadened. Then
abruptly, she laughed. “Are you going to invite me
inside, or keep me standing out here all day?”

Janet laughed too, and reluctantly opened the door so
the woman would come in. “Sorry. I was… well, to tell
you the truth, I’m still embarrassed about the other
day.”

The blonde entered the kitchen and looked around.
“Listen, honey, don’t mention it.” She faced Janet and
snickered. “Let me tell you, I’ve been thinking of
almost nothing else since I saw the two of you the
other day. And, honey, let me tell you something else.
That husband of yours is something special!”

Janet’s blush deepened. The blonde’s rash, lewd
comments were startling. Yet, she could not help but
feel a flicker of womanly pride. That this older woman
could appreciate Mark’s obvious manly qualities pleased
her. But, she was vaguely disturbed that this stranger,
who had seen both her and Mark locked in a sixty-nine,
was broaching the subject in this positively open
manner.

“I think we’ve broken the ice enough to be on a first
name basis, don’t you?” the blonde asked. “I’m Laura
Spring. I’m your next door neighbor to the east.”

Janet nodded and introduced herself. “I should
apologize for the other day,” she added, finding it a
bit difficult to meet Laura’s eyes.

“Oh, forget it,” Laura said with a casual wave of her
hand. “Obviously, the two of you were not expecting a
nosy neighbor to just barge in, but the front door was
unlocked, and I just assumed the two of you would be
busy unpacking, I was going to volunteer my help.”
Laura flashed a look at Janet and added, “You were
busy, all right, to put it mildly. Hell, girl, I forgot
just how busy a couple of young newlyweds could be!”

In spite of herself, Janet laughed. It was hard not to
like the brash Laura, and Janet quickly found herself
at ease with the older woman. She offered the blonde a
cup of coffee and the two women sat at the dinette,
telling one another about themselves and generally
getting to know one another.

During their conversation, Janet learned that Laura was
twenty-nine, and that her husband, Bob, was a cop. They
had been married for almost ten years, but had put off
having c******n until just recently. Laura admitted
that she and Bob were now having a great time trying to
have those c******n. After more than an hour of sitting
around drinking coffee and talking, Janet felt as if
she had known Laura for years.

“Bob and I are having a little get-acquainted-with-the-
neighbors party tonight. We would love to introduce you
and Mark to the rest of the neighbors,” Laura told her
as she stood up to leave. “Would seven-thirty be okay?”

“Well, sure, I think it would be,” she replied. “Mark
and I would both appreciate it.”

“Nothing fancy. Just some snacks and some good booze.
Real casual.”

“Sounds like fun, Laura. Thanks.”

For the rest of the afternoon Janet busied herself
around the house and fixed a light supper for herself
and Mark. When he came home, she told him about the
party as they were taking a shower together, having fun
soaping one another up.

“Sounds like a good idea,” he told her as he easily
picked her up in his arms.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and he let her
weight drop back down, spearing his cock into her cunt.
“Oh, yesss!” she hissed, her eyes rolling back in her
head, “I think so to.”

She put her arms and legs tightly around his body as he
fucked up into her cunt in quick, hard strokes, and
before long both of them reached climax. She held his
cock in her for a moment, squeezing the muscles around
it as she kissed him.

“You know,” she said with a grin, “we could excuse
ourselves from the party and fuck ourselves silly for
the rest of the night.”

“Little slut!” he teased as he picked her off his cock
and stood her up in the shower.

They hurried and dressed, going next door just as
things were starting to get going. The party was
turning out to be a great success. Janet was having a
great time meeting her new neighbors. Everyone seemed
very friendly and charming. The atmosphere was casual,
and she quickly felt at home and at ease. She and Laura
had even exchanged girlish giggles when she and Mark
first arrived, because Mark blushed when he was
introduced formally to Laura.

“He looks almost as good dressed as he does naked,”
Laura whispered to Janet when Bob had escorted Mark to
the bar in the Springs’ den. “Of course, he looked
especially dashing with his face buried in your pussy.”

Janet laughed. Already Laura’s outrageous remarks were
less shocking to the young newlywed.

Bob Spring proved to be a considerate host, keeping her
well supplied with drinks. The attentive policeman
impressed Janet. At thirty, Bob had a mature grace and
ease, which merely enhanced his good looks. Curly, dark
hair, alert grey eyes, and a strong, square jaw were
some of his more appealing features. Janet didn’t mind
the slight tingle in her pussy when he took her arm and
escorted her around his crowded home, introducing her
to the other neighbors.

By midnight the get-together had progressed into a
dance party. The stereo was getting a workout, and
several people were dancing nonstop. Others were
clustered together, laughing, talking and making
frequent trips to the bar.

Mark had just finished dancing with the stocky woman
from across the street and then began a discussion with
her husband on the merits of his company re-carpeting
their home, while Bob took Janet’s arm and led her from
den.

“We’re running low on scotch,” Bob said, leaning close
to her ear to make himself heard above the music.
“Let’s get the private stock from the wine cellar.”

The wine cellar turned out to be nothing more than the
basement, and the private stock a case of beer icing
down on a battered workbench. Still, Janet didn’t think
too much was amiss until she noticed Bob locking the
door to the basement.

“Isn’t this better?” he said, stepping up to her and
gently slipping his arms around her waist.

“We can have our own private party.”

Janet laughed nervously and tried to back away.

“Hey, now, don’t get shy on me,” he said, pulling her
closer against his chest. “Just relax, this is supposed
to be a get acquainted party, remember?”

“Hummmm, maybe I should call a cop?” she said, feeling
both panic and excitement passing through her body.

He smiled and brushed himself against her. “You already
called and, ta-da, here I am.”

He kissed her quickly on the lips, then made a little
series of kisses along her neck. When she squirmed he
pulled back a little. “Are you going to make me arrest
you for being a cock-tease?”

She flashed a feeble smile. “I’m not sure I would like
that,” she whispered.

Things were beginning to happen so quickly. Her head
was practically spinning, and she didn’t think it had
much to do with the booze she’d had. Bob Spring was
affecting her in a way that no man other than Mark ever
had before. Bob, like Mark, had the broad shoulders and
the hard body that she liked in a man. And Bob, again
like Mark, was obviously an aggressive guy.

The spinning continued as she went through a whole
assortment of mixed feelings and conflicting signals.
What was obvious was that she was horny and getting
more so by the second!

“You’re fighting it, Janet, for some reason,” he said,
pulling her tighter. “You’re fighting me and yourself.
Why don’t you stop pretending. You know you want this
as much as I do, we both know it.”

She felt his lips on the soft, sensitive flesh of her
neck and upper chest. His hands were securely gripping
the firmness of her ass cheeks, squeezing the flesh
through her tight-fitting skirt. Then his lips were
again on hers and his tongue was darting into her
mouth.

Janet trembled and felt herself melt against him.
Instinctively, she sucked on his invading tongue,
taking it all the way inside her mouth. She moaned as
he rubbed against her.

“Not much time now, baby,” he whispered, and kissed the
side of her face and tongued her ears behind the silky
curls of her long locks.

She felt the pressure of his hands pushing her down by
the shoulders. She swooned, her control vanished
completely. It was crazy, but she was sinking down to
the floor on her knees in front of a stranger, her
fingers awkwardly fumbling with his zipper and belt. It
was as if she were outside of herself looking in, her
body about to perform this incredible act. I love my
husband! I love only him, I really do, she told
herself.

And yet, her fingers continued to work on Bob’s fly
until she reached inside and actually touched his hot
prick. A startled yelp escaped her lips when she
actually touched his cock. She hadn’t touched another
man’s cock since before her marriage to Mark. She could
not believe what was happening and what she was doing.

She pulled out Bob’s prick and looked at it, studying
it as it twitched against her fingers. She felt it
stiffen and a surge of excitement swept over her. She
realized the lewd joy of turning on a man other than
her husband.

His cock leaped and trembled, growing rapidly as she
stroked it. She eyed the ballooning cockhead pointing
right at her.

“Damn, Janet, see what you do to me?” he hissed, his
voice breaking into her wanton thoughts. “Go ahead and
kiss it, honey. I know you give great head. I could
tell that the first time I saw you. Show me I’m right,
baby. Prove it to me. I know you want to do it.”

“No, Bob, I can’t!” she protested weakly as she
continued to grip his prick, gazing in lewd fascination
at his swollen cock knob. “It’s too dangerous.”

“Stop worrying,” he scolded her mildly. “Everyone up
there is too drunk to even know we’re missing.” He
smiled down at her. “Come on, honey, do it. You’re not
getting back upstairs until you do,” he said as he
reached down to fondle her big tits through her blouse.

She gasped when he touched her breasts. Deep inside her
creaming cunt a fire blazed, igniting her passion even
more. In that strange instant Janet knew there was no
turning back. She knew what she would do, and she knew
how she wanted to suck Bob’s cock. She wanted to taste
his cum and drink it down.

“Oh, I hate myself, but I can’t help it,” she
whispered.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he urged, fondling her tits
through the sheer material of her silk blouse. “Why
save it all for your old man? Spread the fun around a
little, you’ll be happier for it.”

Janet’s b***d raced at the mention of Mark’s name, and
a flood of guilt coursed through her. She closed her
eyes for a second, but, when she blinked them back
open, she was still staring at Bob’s hard cock, her
hand still securely holding it by the base.

“What if we get caught?” she whispered.

“Forget it,” he snapped confidently. “No one will come
snooping around down here. Besides, the door is locked.
We’re safe and you don’t have a choice.”

Her mind went blank and Janet had only to listen to the
urgent whispers of her lust-filled body. Almost
absently she continued to squeeze his cock,
concentrating on the head area. She was amazed that
Bob’s cock was almost the same size as her husband’s,
although not quite as thick in the shaft.

As she studied his prick, she felt some wondrous
contractions begin and as she shifted her position, she
could feel her juice-slickened pussy lips rub together
deliciously. Her clit began erecting quickly in
proportion to her horniness and growing lust. The way
Bob continued to play with her sensitive tits was
gradually driving up the heat of her cunt even more.

She closed her eyes again and imagined how wonderful it
would be if Bob would begin to suck her nipples. She
always loved it when Mark played with her tits, licking
and sucking on the nipples. Suck action never failed to
make her cunt extremely wet and hot. She sighed,
realizing the fantasy of Bob sucking her tits wouldn’t
happen tonight. There just wasn’t time. She was afraid
someone would surely soon miss them.

She began moving Bob’s cock flesh up and down, sliding
her hand over his hard, stiff shaft. It felt both
strange and exciting to be touching another man’s cock.
She couldn’t contain her curiosity as she used her free
hand to cup his balls.

She shivered as she held his prick with one hand and
his nuts with another. His big, hairy balls were hot
and sweaty on her palm, and she crooned a raspy sigh
just imagining the huge cum load stored in them.

As if she were in a trance, she leaned her face
forward, bringing her lips an inch from his swollen
cockhead. She could now smell the intoxicating aroma of
his maleness and the scent nearly overpowered her and
she was f****d into action.

She touched the tip of his cockhead with her lips. She
ached to have his prick in her mouth, to feel the
pleasure of it stretching her lips, clogging her
throat, stuffing her full. She longed to feast on him,
to give him the wild pleasure that no man can resist
and that every man craved. She longed to please him
and, in turn, know that he appreciated her for that.

With a cautious flip of her tongue she licked at the
head of his shaft, tasting the pre-cum. The taste
thrilled her, being different from the taste of her
husband’s. She went to work on the tiny slit with her
tongue.

“Oh, shit, you sure know how to tease a guy,” Bob
groaned, now tangling his fingers through her long
silky hair. “I knew I was right about you, Janet. You
were born with a natural talent for sucking cock.”

The horny woman held his throbbing organ in her fist as
she opened her jaws wide and sucked the swollen knob
into her mouth. She closed her lips around the bulbous
head and continued to suck. At the same time, she
swirled her tongue around and began covering the shaft
with her spit.

Janet moaned as she sucked him. She savored the taste
of him and soon was no longer content to just taste his
cockhead. She sucked vigorously and drew in several
more inches of his prick between her lips. Her mouth
slid down over the veined flesh, creating a tight ring
as she gobbled up inch after inch of his hot cock. Then
she flattened her tongue and arranged her mouth to
allow herself to take in more cock until, at last, her
lips nudged the bristly clump of his dark pubic hairs.

Bob groaned with delight. His reaction thrilled her
almost as much as the satisfying sensation of his
rubbery cockhead pressing into her throat. She prided
herself on being able to mouth all of Mark’s prick, and
now the satisfying feeling was just as strong as she
performed the same action with Bob’s cock.

Slowly, she pulled her head back. Then she brought her
tongue back into action, flicking it along the ridged
underside of Bob’s cock shaft. Then, with only his
cockhead between her lips, she once again swirled her
tongue over it.

Bob grunted huskily as she gulped his prick deep into
her mouth, taking it all with one swift suction force.
This time she didn’t linger. Instead, she pulled back
swiftly and released his prick entirely from her mouth.

Before he could object, Janet attacked his cock with
her wet tongue. She licked and nibbled, covering every
inch of his fuck stick with spit while massaging his
balls with both hands.

“Damn, honey, you sure are doing some fine action on
me,” Bob gasped, twisting her hair in his fingers and
trying to pull her mouth back onto his cock.

Finally, she did suck his cock back into her mouth. She
moaned as she tasted him again and she was especially
happy with the active responses his cock made with
every sensual touch.

Then Bob grabbed the back of her head and roughly
fucked his rigid cock straight into her face. The
sudden motion caught her off guard for a moment, but
she recovered before gagging. Her own moans grew louder
and more urgent as he began driving his cock in and out
of her mouth with deep strokes. Now, without a doubt,
Janet knew she enjoyed the rough treatment. She loved a
forceful man, especially when it came to fucking and
sucking.

Her pussy heated up as Bob fucked her mouth. His big,
hard prick hit against her windpipe as he gyrated his
hips and shoved into her mouth repeatedly. He built up
the rhythm and the pace until his balls literally
bounced against her chin each time he fucked his cock
to the hilt into her mouth. Her lips burned from the
friction of his prick, but she didn’t care. The hot
fire in her pussy suddenly blazed out of control and a
great climax shuddered through her.

A second later, she felt the surge of his cock just
before the first blast of his cum juice splashed
against the back of her throat. She jumped
involuntarily, but the desperate hold he had on the
back of her head kept her locked firmly in place,
forcing her to receive every drop of his salty cum. The
spewing fluid shot from his prick in thick ropes.

Janet gulped and swallowed, barely having the ability
to catch her breath. For a panicky moment she feared
she might actually miss some of his milky load, but she
managed to drink it all down.

She squeezed his balls, then his cock root. She wanted
to make sure she had completely drained him before
freeing his prick from her mouth. Then she let his
softening prick slide from her lips and stood up
slowly.

She smiled shyly as he beamed a lewd, broad smile back
at her. “I think I’m going to love having you right
next door,” Bob said with a throaty snicker as he
pulled up his pants.

Janet didn’t answer, but the smile on her face
suggested that she shared his feelings completely. He
took her hand and led her back up the stairs, unlocked
the basement door and took a quick peek around before
leading her into the kitchen.

They rejoined the party and she found Mark sitting next
to a petite redhead she recognized as the one who lived
about four houses down from theirs. She grinned to
herself as she saw the lust in the woman’s eyes and
caught the position of her hand as it rested on Mark’s
thighs. It lay dangerously close to his cock, which was
about half-hard.

As she crossed the living room to sit down on the other
side of her husband, she was filled with conflicting
emotions. On one hand, she felt extremely guilty about
what she had just done with Bob and hoped that Mark
would never find out. Yet, she knew in her heart that
she would do it again if the opportunity presented
itself.

On the other hand, she wanted Mark all to herself, not
wanting to share him with anyone. But, she realized
that if she were going to suck and maybe even fuck Bob,
then why shouldn’t Mark have the same freedom. She
could tell by the way he was reacting to the redhead
that he would love to fuck her.

-= Chapter Four =-

The weekend passed with Janet staying alert for any
suspicious behavior by Mark or Laura. She tried to
avoid Bob on both Saturday and Sunday, afraid that a
telling blush would give her away, and she made a real
effort to appear normal and casual with Mark.

The weekend also brought fleeting incidents of guilt,
which Janet handled rationally. She couldn’t deny the
excitement and pleasure she felt over what she had
allowed to happen Friday night between herself and Bob.
Sucking him off had even become something she
fantasized about in her private moments, and not once
did the thoughts fail to turn her on.

Her confused emotions couldn’t stop her from wondering
what kind of fuck Bob would be. She shocked herself by
admitting secretly that she longed to have his cock
almost forcefully stuffed into her hot, ready pussy.
The notion made her practically shudder in sweet
anticipation.

To soothe the guilt feelings that accompanied her
wanton fantasies, Janet made a real effort to be
especially hot and wild with Mark. Both Saturday night,
and for two hours on Sunday afternoon, she treated her
husband to prolonged cock sucking delights. It was as
if she were anxious to make up to Mark for her brief
fling with Bob.

She had no doubt that her love for her husband remained
as strong as ever. Her feelings for Mark and her
marriage hadn’t altered a bit since the strange and
illicit scene Friday night with Bob. If she had to
justify her feelings and desires, she managed quite
well by telling herself that she was just now beginning
to sow her wild oats and experience the worldly
adventures her somewhat sheltered young adulthood had
restricted.

“You didn’t hear a word I said,” Mark said, his voice
cutting into her rambling thoughts.

Janet snapped her head towards her husband across the
dinette. Her attention immediately riveted on him as
her heart raced. It was Monday morning, and Mark’s
breakfast had been quickly eaten while Janet merely
picked at hers, daydreaming about Bob.

“I’m sorry, honey,” she said quickly, fighting the
panic that knifed through her. “I guess I’ve just got
the Monday blues. It’ll be better when I find a job.”

Her husband smiled at her, filling her with love for
him and a sense of shame as well. “I was saying,” he
began, “that Thursday is the day we scheduled for the
crew to come out and lay the new carpet, and I was
reminding you not to be moving any of the heavy
furniture. I’ll send someone out Tuesday or Wednesday
to do that.”

She nodded eagerly. “Okay. More toast?”

He shook his head and pushed away from the table.
“Gotta run,” he said as he stepped towards her and
leaned down to kiss her lips. He gave her big tits a
gentle caress and squeezed a hand through the loose
folds of her gown and winked. “See you tonight. Just
the two of us, right?”

“Right,” she replied with a smile. “I’ll accept no
invitations and make no plans.”

“Good girl.”

She sat at the table, finishing her coffee as she heard
his car leave the driveway. She sighed and then poured
herself another cup.

Less than five minutes later, she heard a knock at the
back door, and then Laura entered the kitchen. The
blonde helped herself to a cup of coffee and sat down
across from Janet.

“Saw that hunky stud of yours leaving,” Laura said,
grinning lewdly at Janet. “You two have a little
morning delight?” she asked, boldly staring at Janet’s
ripe tit melons pushing through the loose opening of
her gown.

Janet giggled as she shook her head. “We used the
weekend for that.” She took a sip of her own coffee,
and then blurted, “How about you and Bob?”

“Are you kidding?” Laura waved her hand as if
dismissing the question as utterly ridiculous. “Bob is
pissed at me right now. He’s been horny as hell all
weekend, but I’m holding him off until the end of the
week. That’s when things should be right for me to try
and get pregnant, and I don’t want him wasting good cum
before that.”

“Well, I can understand his frustration.”

“Yeah, well, we both agreed to try for a k*d this year,
and this is just a part of the plan,” Laura said. “Of
course, Bob’s mad because he feels as if I’m using him
for stud service.” The blonde chuckled throatily.
“Fuck, honey, what guy wouldn’t like that kind of job?”

“Well, I’ll bet my Mark wouldn’t complain!” Janet
replied with a laugh. “I’m not sure, though. I don’t
know if I could hold out on him if he wanted to make
love.”

“Well, maybe, but I’ll tell you something,” Laura said
after finishing off her coffee and helping herself to
another cup. “Sugar, it ain’t only the guy that gets
buggy waiting around for the right time. Shit, I’ve
finger-fucked my poor pussy more in the past week than
I did in a whole month back before I was married.”

Janet belched a shocked laugh and felt her face blush.
It was still possible for the blonde to embarrass her,
but Janet didn’t really mind. Actually, she found she
was enjoying Laura’s company. She was over the initial
nervousness of being around the wife of the man she had
sucked off.

She could well imagine a time in the near future when
she might even tell Laura about the mouthful of cum she
had sucked out of Bob’s over-filled balls. The notion
that Laura may not be getting all she expects from Bob
in the coming weekend amused Janet, but Laura didn’t
ask her to explain her grin. Instead, the two women
chatted through another cup of coffee.

Gradually, their conversation became more and more
intimate and personal, with a strange uneasiness
settling over Janet. She couldn’t explain it at first,
but then she realized that the older woman was eyeing
her, especially her partially exposed tit, in a
leering, almost mannish way.

“You’re a beautiful girl, Janet,” Laura said during a
lull in their conversation. “I’m sure Mark knows what a
lucky man he is.”

Now Janet was blushing, but not like before. Suddenly,
Laura reached a hand across the small dinette and
covered Janet’s left hand with her own. Janet froze,
her eyes locked on the blonde’s direct, steady gaze.

Janet tried a weak giggle as she pulled her hand free.
“I guess I’d better do these dishes, or they’ll be
sitting here when Mark gets home.”

She stood and began clearing away the dishes, trying
not to act as awkward as she suddenly felt. She turned
away and carried the plates and silverware to the sink.
Just as she bent to open the dishwasher, she felt
Laura’s arms circle her waist.

Janet trembled and then dropped the plates and
silverware into the sink. A plate shattered, but the
sound was a distant thud to her. She held her breath as
the older woman’s hands crept towards her full, heavy
tits. Then the blonde’s fingers closed around her plump
melons and Janet stiffened and gasped. “Laura…”

“No,” Laura whispered, her lips moving towards Janet’s
ears, her breath hot. “Don’t say anything.”

“Please, Laura,” she protested, but still was too
shocked to move. “I’ve… I’ve never done anything like
this before, and…”

The blonde kissed Janet’s ear as she kept tightening
her hold on Janet’s tits. Then the blonde pressed her
body against Janet’s, rubbing against Janet’s back and
ass.

Quickly and steadily, Laura dotted the side of Janet’s
neck with soft kisses while continuing to expertly
knead and massage the young housewife’s tits.

Janet’s knees trembled, then panic and dismay battled
over her nerves. She shivered, as if caught in a
chilling wind that wouldn’t die. She tried to speak,
but her voice stayed in her throat.

“Relax,” Laura urged, her voice husky and low, her lips
nibbling the younger woman’s smooth flesh. “Never,
never turn down an opportunity for pleasure, Janet. Let
yourself go. Stop resisting, honey. Five minutes from
now you’ll beg me not to stop.”

The blonde’s words droned on hypnotically, plucking on
Janet’s nerves and seeping into her consciousness. The
raspy words and hushed promises, and the delicious
manipulations of her tits melted Janet’s will. The
young housewife felt herself giving in, actually
swaying in the blonde’s erotic embrace.

An intoxicating rush of raw lust and desire began as a
flickering spark and, much like what had happened with
Bob, Janet was slowly being engulfed in the intense
energy of sexual need. She couldn’t stop and sort it
out. Things were happening much too fast.

The shock of the moment drifted away, leaving in its
place a steady drumbeat of passion and craving. Her
young body was now pulsing with desire. It no longer
mattered that she was in the arms of another woman. It
didn’t even matter that she had never even fantasized
about this kind of sex. All that mattered was that her
nipples were like sensitive rubber darts, burning and
stinging under the exquisite touch of the experienced
older woman.

She tried telling herself that it was perverted,
unnatural, but she felt helpless to stop it, and, even
more shocking, she didn’t want to stop it. Laura had
been right! Janet wanted to experience more!

Laura effortlessly turned Janet around to face her.
Smoldering eyes locked. Then Laura’s lips covered
Janet’s and the women kissed passionately.

The blonde’s tongue darted into the hot corners of
Janet’s mouth. Janet whimpered and shook, but received
the blonde’s tongue and sucked on it while wrapping her
arms around Laura’s waist. Then she clung to the older
woman, as if for support.

The blonde broke off the kiss and stepped back. “Come
with me,” she whispered, taking Janet by the hand and
leading her from the kitchen.

Janet followed trance-like through her house till they
reached the master bedroom. Her expression was almost
blank as her dazed senses recorded everything in soft
focus. Every glowing, wanton detail branded itself in
her mind.

The blonde stretched Janet across her own bed. Laura
then unknotted the housewife’s gown and peeled back the
folds, exposing the young woman’s lush nudity. Laura’s
eyes travelled the length of the younger woman’s body,
and Janet trembled with passion.

“I’m going to make you cum,” Laura rasped, tracing her
fingers along Janet’s inner thighs. “I don’t want to
tease you, honey, I want to give you real pleasure!”

Obediently, Janet opened her legs wider and smiled as
Laura eased herself onto the bed. She rubbed Janet’s
thighs and then teased her dark cunt bush with her
fingers. The sensual, delicate action made Janet moan
and squirm. Then the blonde started to probe the
younger woman’s cunt, fluttering her fingers over the
hairy, puffed pussy lips until Janet nearly screamed.

Seconds later, the blonde slipped two fingers into
Janet’s pussy and began to piston them in and out while
she used her thumb on Janet’s stiff clit. The blonde’s
fingers felt to Janet like a small cock sliding in and
out of her burning hole.

Instinctively, she began to hump against the sawing
fingers, moving her hips and ass up and down, just as
if a man were fucking her cunt with his hard cock.

“You’re taking right to this,” Laura beamed, but not
taking her eyes off the steaming cunt. “I knew you
would, honey, and I know you’re almost ready to cum.”

“Oh, don’t stop, Laura!” she croaked, finally finding
her voice. “Oh, yes, yes, finger-fuck me! Make me cum!”

Janet rammed her pussy at Laura’s fingers. Her big tits
flopped and heaved up and down as her gyrations became
frenzied. She squealed and shrieked as her thunderous
climax approached, then lost all sense of time and
awareness.

Janet came suddenly and hard, the explosion rippling
through her cunt, jarring the delicate, creamy tissues
of her most secret place. A hot river of cum washed
over her cunt lips. Her breathing became heavy and her
burning pussy gripped Laura’s fingers, trapping them in
her vibrating cunt. Slowly, the waves of her mighty
orgasm lessened and became decreasing tides of
pleasure. Laura prolonged the sweet process by
gradually softening the strokes of her invading
fingers.

When the orgasm finally tapered off completely, Laura
leaned down and kissed Janet’s lips. She tenderly
patted the younger woman’s cheek, then gave one of her
tits a playful squeeze.

“You are even more beautiful when you cum,” Laura
whispered. “But what gets me is that you claim to be so
sheltered and inexperienced. A girl with your passion
makes that hard to believe.”

Janet chuckled a little self-consciously. “Well, it’s
true. Mark is only the third man in my life, and I’ve
never done anything like this before. I can’t believe
this happened! It will probably blow my mind later when
I stop to think about it!”

Laura smiled patiently and stood beside the bed. She
began unbuttoning her blouse while looking at Janet’s
flushed face. “An older cousin taught me about the
pleasures one woman can give to another,” she said,
“but that was years ago — I was only twelve. I’ve
tried it several times since then, sort of as a nice
change of pace from men. It’s a fine diversion, but
don’t get me wrong, it will never ever replace men and
their nice hard cocks. But men and cocks are not always
handy, or practical, if you know what I mean?”

“I think I’m starting to,” Janet answered.

Laura cocked her head and laughed uproariously. She
tugged off her blouse and dropped it on the floor at
the side of the bed. Her over-sized tits bounced into
view, and Janet felt an arousal nipping at her clit.
The blonde’s tits were as large, or larger, than her
own and Janet had a sudden desire to suck them.

She watched as Laura unzipped her slacks and yanked
them down over her hips. She saw a glimpse of blonde
fringe as Laura quickly removed her bikini panties and
stepped out of them. Then Laura climbed onto the bed
and reached for Janet’s tits.

“Honey,” Laura rasped, teasing one of the younger
woman’s nipples. “You may think you’ve started learning
some wild things, but I’m about to show you just how
sheltered you really have been! Think you’re ready for
it?”

Janet didn’t bother to answer. Her eager look said it
all. She knew she was about to embark on an erotic
adventure that would perhaps change her whole outlook
on life. She worried about the prospect of finding out
secret facets of herself. But the concern didn’t
compete with the raw excitement of having lesbian sex.

She eagerly embraced the older, more experienced woman
and cuddled against Laura’s curvaceous body. Her
arousal and delight soared as she realized that the
ecstasy she was experiencing was almost equal to that
she felt with Mark.

“I know you’re curious,” Laura said in a quiet, voice
that tickled the cords of Janet’s nerves. “Don’t be
bashful. Touch me.”

Laura felt Janet’s tits as Janet ran her hands over
Laura’s flat stomach. Then Janet’s fingers dipped lower
and lower until they nudged the outline of the blonde’s
honey-colored muff. Scorching tingles nipped at her
fingertips. To be touching another woman so intimately
left Janet feeling wicked.

The young housewife once again fluttered her fingers
through the blonde’s pussy hair, feeling a dampness.
She felt puffy cunt lips beneath the dense furry
covering and her own senses were pricked. She grinned
and moaned, her eyes meeting the smoldering gaze of her
partner.

“Take a better look,” Laura encouraged softly.

Janet’s pulse quickened as she slowly slid down on the
bed. Her cheeks flushed as she stared right at Laura’s
cunt. She had never dreamed of this, not able to
believe that the sight of a pussy would turn her on so
much.

“Touch me again,” Laura coaxed, her fingers now playing
over Janet’s shoulders and back. “Touch my pussy just
like your man touches yours.

A strange shyness crept over Janet. Reluctance gripped
her as she tentatively fingered Laura’s swollen labia.
She pried apart the creamy, pink cunt folds and stared
at the spread lips. She could sniff the sweet aroma of
the older woman’s musk, and it was intoxicating.

Janet dabbed a finger around the hot, moist pussy lips,
letting her other fingers slide along the slick inner
flesh. When Laura uttered a soft groan in pleasure,
Janet glanced toward her face and asked, “Am I doing
all right?”

“You know you are,” Laura replied, spreading her long
shapely legs further apart. “But whatever you do, don’t
stop now. I love your soft touch.”

She ringed the blonde cunt folds with her fingertips,
using massaging motions till she reached the central
core of the older woman’s fuck tunnel. The movement was
a teasing manoeuvre such as the one she had used on
herself whenever she masturbated. She was pleased to
see it also stimulated Laura.

Gathering confidence, Janet glided her fingertips over
Laura’s exposed, swollen clit. The tiny bud seemed to
beckon her attention. She stroked the clit carefully,
lightly at first, then harder.

“Oh, god,” Laura gasped, practically sitting up on the
bed, her large tits heaving as she breathed heavily.
“Yes, yes, yesss!”

As Janet continued to massage the clit, Laura’s body
quivered and contorted as the waves of her orgasm
overtook her. Janet’s fingers were quickly drenched in
syrupy pussy juices, and she wasted no time in
redoubling her efforts. She held the very sensitive
button between two fingers, and used a third fingertip
to delicately rub it. This jolted Laura into another
fit of ecstasy.

Before the vibrations stilled, Janet sent her into a
howling, ass-humping series of gyrations by stabbing
two fingers into her juicy cunt, working them deep into
her pussy and burying them to the hilt inside. She
wiggled them around, massaging the inner pussy pulp.

Laura wailed as another orgasm suddenly ripped through
her. Her body actually bounced up and down on the bed,
even as she squeezed her thighs together, trapping
Janet’s hand and wrist.

“Use more than your fingers!” Laura begged between
groans and sighs. “I know you want to! Oh, do it! Do it
now!”

Janet’s ears reddened, registering her excitement, and
the sudden surge of anticipation caused her heart to
beat wildly. She knew automatically what her friend
wanted her to do, because the same thought was in her
own mind already. She was aroused by the notion of
actually licking and sucking the other woman’s cunt.

She crouched between Laura’s legs, spreading them as
wide as possible for easier access. Keeping two fingers
securely inside her cunt, Janet brought her face closer
and closer to Laura’s pussy. The heavy cunt aroma
startled her senses and added to her growing
excitement. The act was outrageous and thrilling at the
same time.

Slowly and deliberately, the young housewife flicked
her tongue over Laura’s clit and tasted the wet, slick
cunt. Laura humped wildly and cried out passionately.
Then, on pure instinct, Janet’s tongue whipped Laura’s
exposed clit while she increased the pace of her
finger-fucking.

She drilled her fingers in and out and the result was
wonderful. Laura shrieked and her cunt juice gushed
out, soaking Janet’s lips and chin and fingers. The
blonde’s turgid clit became b***d engorged and Laura’s
cunt spasmed violently.

For Janet, the whole experience was super. She couldn’t
believe she was causing Laura to shudder and groan in
such explosive ecstasy. She was extremely proud of her
accomplishments.

Laura continued to sway her hips and pump her ass. She
fucked up as Janet drilled her fingers down, continuing
to howl joyfully. Her orgasms seemed to intensify as
they merged together.

Finally, Janet lifted her cum drenched face and looked
at her sexy neighbor. Laura’s face was contorted in a
lust-crazed expression. Her long legs were splayed open
and her big tits flopped about. Laura was massaging her
own tits and whimpering in the aftermath of her
climaxes. Then, Laura’s gaze focused on Janet and she
returned her smile and reached down to gently caress
her face.

“I am going to love living next door to you, young
lady,” she said softly. “Now, do something special for
me.”

“What?” Janet asked, turning crimson.

“Masturbate for me,” Laura whispered breathlessly, her
eyes wide. “Sit up here, your back against the
headboard. Draw your knees up and finger-fuck that
pretty pussy of yours. I want to watch you do it.”

Janet giggled. “You sound like Mark,” she said. “He
always likes to watch me jerk off.”

Laura flashed a bright smile as she shrugged. “So we
both know what turns us on,” she said. “Come on, do it.
I promise you’ll enjoy it,” she added with a wink.

Janet crawled up the bed and positioned herself as
Laura had suggested. She leaned back against the
headboard, then slowly drew her knees up till they
touched her pointy, hard nipples.

She glanced shyly at Laura. “Okay?” she asked softly.

“Yes, do it, Janet,” Laura told her. “Finger your
pussy. Play with yourself. Do it just like Mark enjoys
it.”

At first, Janet felt terribly awkward as she lowered
her hand to her own cunt. She tried to ignore Laura’s
presence as the blonde scooted down on the bed for a
better view. Meanwhile, Janet edged her puffy pussy
lips apart with a fingertip.

She glanced away from Laura and looked toward the
bedroom window. Displaying herself so lewdly to another
woman still made her feel awkward, but she couldn’t
deny the mounting arousal that compelled her. Her cunt
flexed and then her whole pussy throbbed.

She leaned her head against the headboard and closed
her eyes as she touched her clit with her thumb. She
moaned softly, unable to suppress the desire whipping
her senses. Her hot pussy was responding to her
fondling.

She licked her lips and enjoyed the taste of Laura’s
cum on them. At the same time, she fucked two fingers
into her pussy and sighed as she brought herself off.
Her climax ended her shyness once and for all.

Now the horny housewife was consumed by her own needs.
It no longer mattered that Laura was watching her every
move with a wicked gleam in her eyes. Just as when she
performed for her husband, Janet found herself caught
up in her own pleasure and forgot she had an audience.
She dipped her fingers in and out of her cunt,
penetrating the slippery opening to the hot moist walls
of her cunt, making lewd sounds.

She rocked her head from side to side, her panting
intensifying. Then more cunt juice spewed from deep
inside her pussy. She humped her ass rapidly, fucking
her fingers, using them as if they were a cock.

At the precise moment, as yet another orgasm ripped
through her, Janet felt a strange sensation she could
not identify. Confused, she blinked open her eyes and
gasped in surprise to see Laura’s blonde head between
her legs. In the next instant, she knew the strange,
marvelous sensation of a woman’s tongue licking along
the crack of her ass. The realization caused much
pleasure.

The young bride continued to finger-fuck her cunt while
the older woman tongued her ass. Janet welcomed the
blonde’s tongue against her asshole.

Screaming, Janet trembled from head to foot, as Laura’s
tongue penetrated her tight asshole. Automatically,
Janet’s anus gripped the invading oral organ, and it
went deeper and deeper into her rectal channel.

Janet had never felt anything so electrifying. Every
nerve in her body tingled as the sexual pleasure
overwhelmed her. Her pussy spasmed as another intense
orgasm was triggered.

Meanwhile, Laura had gripped her young lover’s ass
cheeks and held them wide apart. She kept fucking her
tongue into the soft, tight depth of Janet’s ass.

“Oh, ohhh, fuck, I can’t stop cumming!” Janet howled.
“Ahh, yesssss, yessss!”

Her ecstasy f****d her body to writhe out of control,
and her wild bucking f****d the tongue deeper still.
Janet’s position shifted until she was sprawled across
the head of the bed, crushing the pillows.

She couldn’t remember ever being so hot or wet. Her
pussy seemed to leak cunt juice continually and her
orgasms seemed to last forever. She whimpered as her
arms and legs twitched and the wild spasms inside her
pussy went on.

But, eventually, the echoing of her massive climaxes
gradually faded out. She didn’t know how much time had
passed when she regained her senses and felt the
tender, soothing touch of Laura’s hands once again
roaming over her ass and legs. She purred as her body
responded.

Lifting her round, shapely ass, gently thrusting it up,
she felt Laura’s hot breath on her ass cheeks and her
fingers grazing her cunt from behind.

The blonde was teasing Janet’s cunt lips and Janet
began humping her ass up and down in lewd motions. She
was becoming more excited and begged Laura to either
finger or tongue her exposed, vulnerable pussy.

“You can’t get enough, can you?” Laura asked. “I like
that. I’ve always wanted a close girlfriend who had a
pussy as hot as mine. Looks like I’ve finally found
one.”

Janet didn’t respond. She was too consumed with
passion. Her pussy was beginning to churn and convulse
again and her inner thighs were sopping with her cunt
cream. A few seconds later, she let out a shrill cry of
pure pleasure as Laura finally fucked a finger into her
upturned pussy, then quickly entered a finger into her
ass. Instinctively, Janet rotated her hips and humped
back, impaling her twin holes on the blonde’s
penetrating fingers. She continued to whimper as the
fingers sank deeper and deeper into both her ass and
pussy.

The intensity of the pleasure made Janet climbed to her
knees and begin to rock back and forth, meeting the
double stroking. Her stiff pink nipples grazed across
the bed as her huge tits jiggled and swayed.

An orgasm raged through her. Both her pussy and her
asshole clenched as her whole body trembled and quaked.
She collapsed on the bed, only vaguely aware of Laura
laying down next to her, turning her over on her back
to lightly kiss her lips. She wrapped her arms around
the blonde’s neck and opened her mouth to the kiss,
letting her tongue entwine with Laura’s.

“So beautiful and so hot,” Laura whispered when she
broke the kiss. “I think things are going to work out
just beautifully.”

“Oh, yes, they are,” Janet answered softly, feeling a
sense of warmth and appreciation toward the older woman
for showing her there were many sexual pleasures to
experience.

Laura kissed her forehead as Janet closed her eyes and
let her arms slip from around Laura’s neck. She wasn’t
aware of Laura getting off the bed, for she quickly
drifted off to sleep.

-= Chapter Five =-

Janet felt sophisticated the next day following the
adventure she had enjoyed with Laura. She swelled with
pride. She felt worldly and truly a woman for the first
time in her life. Yet, she had anxiety. Lezbo games,
she decided, would be fine and fun, but no way was she
going to get hooked on such practices. Through it all,
she was very clear in her feelings and emotions, and
now, more than ever, she knew that she loved her
husband more than anyone or anything in the world.

She had to separate her feelings for Mark from the
wild, raw pleasure she had discovered with her brief
encounter with Bob and Laura Spring. After all, she
concluded, she was a young woman with a sexy, eager
body. Why was it so wrong to get and give physical
pleasure?

When she opened the door in answer to the doorbell on
Wednesday morning she found a robust, curly-headed,
young stud standing on the porch. He was wearing a
tight T-shirt and tight faded jeans. His youthful,
handsome face was even featured and he was smiling. His
alert blue eyes widened at the sight of her.

“Mrs. White?” he asked tentatively.

“Yes,” she replied, amusement in her eyes.

“Y-your husband sent me to clear out the furniture for
the new carpet you’re getting tomorrow.”

Janet nodded absently, half hearing the young man’s
words. She was stealing glimpses at the bulge in his
jeans.

“Ma’am?” he said, blushing, then cleared his throat.
“Did you hear me?”

Janet snapped back to reality, stood aside and ushered
him into the house. “Yes, of course,” she said. “My
husband told me you would be coming. I had just
forgotten.”

“Well, your husband said you’d show me which rooms were
getting the carpet,” he said, his eyes blinking as he
glimpsed the generous swell of Janet’s tits inside her
blouse.

“That’s right,” Janet told him, making a real effort to
shake away the lewd thoughts racing through her head.
“This way, please.”

She led him down the narrow hallway. As she walked, she
couldn’t resist adding a provocative sway to her steps.
She sensed the stud’s eyes were glued to her ass, and
that pleased her.

She glanced over her shoulder, instantly gratified to
see that she had been right. He was, indeed, looking at
her round ass globes, which were on display for him
under her tight shorts.

“What’s your name?” she asked casually.

He cleared his throat as he tore his gaze from her
buns. “Roland, ma’am,” he stuttered.

“Well, Roland, call me Janet,” she said. “I don’t think
there is enough difference in our ages for you to keep
calling me Mrs. White, or ma’am. How old are you,
Roland?”

“All… all right, J-J-Janet,” he replied. “I’m 16 and
I’ll start my Junior year in high school in the Fall.
This is my first Summer job.”

“Good for you, Roland. That shows a lot of
responsibility on your part. You can begin upstairs, in
the bedroom,” she said and gave the young man a real
performance as she led him up the stairs.

Janet wiggled her butt, telling herself it was only
harmless fun to turn on the young man. Just a flirty
game, she told herself, even as she realized she
wouldn’t mind seeing how much bigger that bulge in the
front of his jeans could get.

She led him to the master bedroom and stood aside as he
quickly began moving the furniture out into the
hallway. She studied the ripple of his hard young body,
eyeing his strong muscles as he bent and manoeuvred the
sturdy pieces of furniture. Soon his back, shoulders
and arms were shiny with a sheen of perspiration and
Janet felt an arousing stirring in her pussy. Her
nipples stiffened against the silk material of her
blouse, and she knew the twin, pink darts were visible
to the distracted hunk.

“You know,” she purred, “you really are big and
strong.” She hesitated, then went on. “But can you
really move the dresser and bed all by yourself?”

“Well, no, not exactly,” he stammered, standing
awkwardly in front of her, his hands trying feebly to
mask the obvious hard-on that was now straining against
his fly. “I’ve got a dolly in the truck for the big
stuff. I guess I’d better go get it””

“There’s no rush,” she cooed, blocking the doorway as
she continued to gaze at him. “Of course, you probably
have some hot little girlfriend to run off to when you
finish here. Is that right, Roland?”

His blush darkened. “Well, no ma’am, not exactly,” he
said uneasily.

“Now, that’s hard to believe, Roland,” she said,
stepping closer to him. “A handsome, strong young man
like you surely has his pick of girls.”

“Well, I was dating a girl last month, but we broke
up,” he admitted shyly.

“That’s too bad. What happened?”

“We… well… we had a fight, because she wouldn’t,
well, you know.” His face turned bright red and he
shifted from one foot to the other, refusing to look at
Janet.

“She wouldn’t put out for you? Is that it?” she coaxed.
“I’ll bet that’s why you two broke up, isn’t it?”

He nodded shyly and managed a sheepish grin, then
cleared his throat. “I’d better go get that dolly now,”
he said.

“Are you sure you want to, just now?” Janet asked,
reaching up to casually undo the top two buttons of her
blouse. “Wouldn’t you rather the two of us get to know
each other a little better before you strain yourself?”

She enjoyed the bewildered, almost dazed expression
that covered Roland’s face. His eyes darted down
quickly to her tits.

Janet tingled with growing excitement. Instantly, she
loved the power she had over the guy. He was mesmerized
by her presence, his gaze riveted to the exposed
portion of her large tits. He was practically drooling.

Boldly, she glanced down at his fly. His cock inside
his tight jeans was throbbing like a trapped snake,
desperate for escape, and she could tell by the cock’s
outline that it was huge!

Turning him on so much, so fast, pleased the wanton
young housewife. Her body and her general sex appeal
having this kind of effect on the horny young stud
seemed to glorify her womanhood. She felt complimented
as well as aroused.

She continued the lusty game of tormenting Roland,
coyly revealing more of her luscious tits to his hungry
gaze. It was all new to her, and she loved it! For once
she was in complete control. She was the aggressor and
the eager male was hers to seduce.

Janet smiled sexily and finished unbuttoning her
blouse. She let the flaps hang open, barely covering
her big, full, rounded tits as she daringly hooked her
fingers inside his jeans.

“Your girlfriend was crazy,” she whispered as she
pulled his body close to hers and felt his cock. “A
stud like you is a real woman’s dream.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but could not find the
words. Wild tremors shook through him as Janet slowly
began unbuckling his jeans and tugging down the zipper.
His whole body shuddered when her fingers grazed his
cock.

“Mmmm, you’ve certainly got a live one,” she cooed,
giving him a wink as she continued to extract his
throbbing prick.

Roland trembled and stood helpless, letting her expose
his cock. He swooned and swayed on his feet when her
warm hand curled around the hard shaft, and her gentle
fingers squeezed the shaft.

“Just relax,” she instructed, her eyes looking into
his. “Why don’t you play with my tits while I check out
your cock? I know you’ll love them. You’ve been looking
at them ever since you got here.”

“I don’t know… I mean… I’m not…” he stammered,
yet reached toward her open blouse. “I’ve never seen
breasts this big, this beautiful.”

Janet smiled. “Then this is a moment you will always
remember. Go ahead, Roland, touch them. I love having
my tits massaged and sucked, it really drives me wild.”
She cocked her head back. “Sometimes I do real special
things for my husband when he plays with my big tits
just right.”

He slipped both hands under the folds of her blouse and
touched her tits. He moaned as he felt her satiny, firm
flesh, and Janet gasped at the unexpected pleasure his
awkward manipulations caused her.

As her nipples tingled against his exploring hands, she
glanced down and examined his youthful cock for the
first time. He had a good cock. It wasn’t quite as
large as either Mark’s or Bob’s, but it was a nice
seven inches. The head swelled into a large sphere, and
his surprisingly thick shaft pulsed in her hand. Janet
had no doubts that she could, and would, have a lot of
fun with Roland before this day was over.

In all of her previous sexual experiences, she had been
the passive one. She had followed the instructions of
her partner, but now it was up to her to set the tempo,
to direct the action and to make all the moves. Knowing
this, increased her horniness and excitement all the
more. She could control Roland, use his youthful
stamina and virility to her most supreme satisfaction.

She began to pump his rigid cock, sliding her fist up
and down it. With her left hand she cupped his balls
and continued to palm them once she had freed them from
his shorts and jeans.

Meanwhile, Roland massaged and rubbed her big tits with
bolder action. His initial nervousness and shyness
began evaporating. As pure lust overtook him, he
squeezed and fondled her sensitive nipples, making them
jut out stiffly.

She was enjoying the manipulations of his hands and
almost didn’t notice how his cock was starting to jerk
and twitch in her palm. He began to pant and she
realized then he was about to cum. She quickly slowed
the motions of her hands. She wasn’t ready for anything
to interrupt the wondrous feeling he was giving to her.

“Go ahead, kiss them,” she urged. “Kiss my tits now! I
want you to suck them!”

He didn’t hesitate and leaned forward to fasten his
lips on her nipples. He sucked and licked the rubbery
buds, eagerly feasting on first one, then the other.
Then he opened his mouth wide and took almost half of
one tit into his mouth.

As he sucked on her tits, Janet watched. Again, she
began stroking his cock, but slower this time. Roland
was proving to be quite an expert tit sucker. His
tongue was swirling around her pink nipples, and he
alternated his attention from one to the other.

Meanwhile, Janet continued to jerk him off. Her slow
deliberate strokes were quickly making his prick throb
and leap in her fist. She felt his balls tighten just
as his cock heaved in her hand, and before she could do
anything about it, he began spurting great wads of
thick cum into her hand and against her naked thigh.

Roland gasped, but made no real effort to stop sucking.
His hips jerked back and forth in a wild pumping action
as his cock emptied its load, gobs of hot cum
splattering Janet’s legs. He kept pumping his hips
until his balls had drained.

She slipped an arm around his slender waist to steady
him while she continued to squeeze his cock. She pumped
his softening prick, watching his cum ooze down her
legs.

“Naughty,” she teased, playfully tugging on his limp
organ and pinching his hard ass cheeks. Finally, she
stepped away from him. “You young guys sure are
careless about wasting such good stuff!”

Roland grinned, blushing deeply. “I’m sorry,” he
mumbled. “I didn’t mean to shoot off like that. I just
couldn’t help it! I mean… you are so beautiful and so
sexy!”

She swabbed the blobs of cum off her thighs with three
of her fingers. “Don’t worry about it, Roland,” she
purred, then brought her cum-smeared fingers to her
lips. “I’m just happy that I excite you so much.”

She licked the cum off her fingers, enjoying the
slightly salty taste of his thick juice almost as much
as she did the astonished look on his face. Shocking
the young man added to her pleasure, and, of course,
she had the satisfaction of knowing that she was far
from finished with him.

Sighing grandly, Janet took Roland’s hand and led him
toward the bed. She sat him on the edge of it and stood
directly in front of him. Seductively, she stripped off
her blouse, then her shorts and panties. Thrilled by
his wide-eyed stare, she pressed her naked pussy to his
face.

“Now, doesn’t this beat moving furniture?” she asked.