She dabbed perfume on her cunt bush and her inner thighs. She wiped up the cuntjuice that had dripped down her legs. God, she was hot!
She gazed down at her dark cunt-mound. Her cunt pulsated and quivered. She brushed her long dark hair and put lip gloss on her lips. Then on an impulse she put some on her nipples too. She glanced at the mirror to see the effect. Her pink nipples shone, dark and stiff and shining with the gloss. Her tities looked good enough to eat.
She opened the bathroom door and went back to the bedroom. She looked at Frank lying on the bed and realized that he was sound asleep.
Damn! she thought. She was sorry she had left him alone, but she was angry. They hadn't fucked in weeks, and he knew she was hot. The son of a bitch could have stayed awake if he'd wanted to!
Tears came to her eyes. She left the bedroom and went down the hall into the living room. She stretched out on the long sofa and lay there in the dark, hot tears running down her cheeks. She ran her hands over her body, her cunt quivering with need.
She realized she wouldn't be able to sleep until she had an orgasm. She was too restless. She began teasing her cuntlips and gently massaging her stiff little clit. God, how she needed fucking! This wasn't what she expected of marriage. Their sex life had become dull and routine, and she was still a young woman. If things were this bad now, what would they be like in five years? She was a woman who needed a man. A man with a good stiff prick who liked to fuck as much as she did. A man with physical needs to match hers.
She mashed her fingers around her wet cunt. Her fingers felt good, but she needed a good hard cock in there. A long thick prick reaming out her cunt-channel.
She caressed her tits with her cunt juice coated fingers. Moaning softly, she opened her legs wide and began slowly rubbing her cunt flesh. She pulled and fondled her cuntlips and rubbed her fingers around the sticky juice brimming at the mouth of her cunthole. She gently tickled the shaft of her quivering clit and moaned at the lovely feeling.
She shivered with lust as her fingers played with her meaty cuntlips. She strummed and flicked her throbbing clit.
She pushed two fingers inside her cunthole and plunged them slowly in and out of her cunt-channel. Cunt juice gushed out of her pussy-hole and her fingers made squishing sounds as they pistoned in and out of her fuckhole.
She used her other hand to play with her tits. She rubbed and fondled her glistening nipples. She massaged her hungry cuntlips with her hand, bucking her ass up off the sofa as she finger-fucked her cunt-channel.
Her thighs were wide open and her belly heaved as she bounced up and down on the sofa. She moved her hand from her tits to her pussy, and now she held her cuntlips open with both hands and teased her clit as she began climbing toward the oblivion of a climax.
Her whole body quivering, she shaved another finger, inside her cunthole. She had three fingers fucking her cunt now and she used the other hand to rub her clit. Her fingers churned her juices into a white froth. Her whole crotch was on fire, hot and wet and ready to explode.
"Oh, my God!" she moaned, as she felt the heat of her orgasm begin. Her tits bounced and her nipples tingled. She flicked her clit and pumped her fingers frantically in and out of her starving cunthole.
She pretended she had a thick prick pistoning in and out of her cunt-channel. She pretended she had a pair of bloated balls slapping against her asscheeks. She imagined she had a fat juicy cockhead stabbing the tender meat of her cunt.
She vibrated her clit with a finger tip in a frenzy, hot pleasure washing up from her cunt to suffuse her entire body.
She rubbed and teased her quivering passion button, moaning softly as the white-hot pleasure overwhelmed her senses. She shuddered and quaked, pulling her wet fingers out of her cunthole and bringing them up to her lips. With a moan of lust, she sucked the fingers into her mouth and began sucking and licking the cuntjuice off the digits. She pretended she was sucking a wet cock, a thick wet cock that had just left her cunt. Her tongue lapped hungrily over her fingertips.
She used her other hand and plunged three fingers inside her cunthole again. Now she had three fingers in her cunt and three fingers in her mouth. Her lips curled around one set of fingers, and her cunt around the other.
Her pointed tits jiggled wildly as her body spasmed in another convulsive orgasm.
I can't go on like this, she thought. I can't! I have to have a man to fuck me. I have to do something. She needed a lover. That was it. She'd find a lover!
With a deep moan, she came again, crying out with passion. She wondered if Frank could hear her. Well, fuck him! She didn't care!
She continued rubbing her cunt, her legs thrashing wildly around. It was good. Bringing herself off was always good, but not as good as fucking. It would do for now, until she could find a cock to do the job right.
CHAPTER TWO
The following Saturday one of Gloria's students, a cute kid by the name of Eddie Donahue, caine over for some special tutoring. Frank was working, and she didn't mind giving the boy some of her free time. She hadn't made any friends yet, and she was bored. Also damned horny.
After she and Eddie had gone aver some math problems, it occurred to her that a young boy his age was probably horny all the time.
When she looked down at his crotch, she saw that he had a good-sized bulge in his jeans. Her eyes ran up and down his body. Did she dare? She decided she had nothing to lose.
"Would you like a Coke, dear?" she said.
He nodded, silently eyeing her tits as she bounced off to the kitchen to get the cold drink. When she returned she sat down next to him on the sofa. She handed him the Coke and took a good look at him. He was getting bolder, now, obviously giving her the once over as he gulped down the drink. She was wearing a robe that didn't cover much, and she suddenly realized that she may have subconsciously worn something revealing to deliberately turn the kid on.
Well, so be it. She felt a tingling in her pussy and a shiver running up and down her spine. She tried to imagine what the kid would look like naked and it brought a new spasm to her pussy.
His cock looked big, but you couldn't always tell. Was it thick? If she had a choice between thick and long, she'd take thick. Thick felt wonderful stuffing her cunt channel. Length didn't matter all that much.
The thought of fucking the young boy made her quiver. Young boys had such lovely sexual appetites. They could get hard over and over again. She remembered how it'd been when she'd been a teenager and she shivered with lust. She got up from the sofa and deliberately brushed her tits against his arm.
"So, Eddie," she said. "Would you like a sandwich?"
"Yes, thanks," he said.
They smiled at each other and she pranced off to the kitchen to make his sandwich. When he was finished eating, she decided this was the time to move in. She was certain he wasn't a virgin. Boys nowadays lost their cherries early. And if he still had his cherry, it was time he lost it.
She glanced down at his crotch. There was no doubt about it. His cock was hard and throbbing, straining against his fly.
She liked his looks. He had a nice smile and curly hair. He was slim and well built and had a cute little trim ass. She liked trim asses on men. She decided she'd have to be bold and aggressive, and she stared openly at his crotch.
"That's a hard-on, if I ever saw one," she giggled.
He blushed. "Oh, God, I'm sorry, Mrs. Maitland!"
"Don't be sorry, honey," she smiled. "I like it. It's flattering."
She extended a hand and moved it lightly over the bulge in his jeans. He groaned and closed his hand over hers, drawing it more firmly against his crotch. That was all the encouragement she needed. She unzipped his fly and took his cock out into the air.