"God, Sheryl, let's fuck." I agreed.
He entered me from on top, sliding his cock through my moist, yielding cunt lips and into my pussy. As his meat forced my cunt open I thought I could feel every tiny inch of akin inside me: "Yessss… ohhhhh God it's so good…"
"I know."
Everything was perfect. We slammed and banged into each other so perfectly that it seemed like we had been together a hundred times before.
And yet this was our first.
I wrapped my legs around his waist almost immediately, drawing his cock all the way into my cunt, making the most of every inch he had to offer.
"Fuck me hard, Robert, fuck me till I drop. We can go easy the next time."
He redoubled his efforts. I could feel his cockhead pummeling the deepest walls inside my pussy.
"Ohhhh yeah, Robert, don't stop. Don't ever stop! I could go on fucking like this forever!"
That was exactly the way I felt.
His cock kept sliding in and out of my staining, thrashing pussy. Each thrust seemed like a new adventure, complete with different sensations that were practically driving me crazy.
I loved it.
Everything that I had been missing in my marriage was suddenly available to me. In a flash I realized that it wasn't just Robert that was making it so good; it was me as well.
I had the power to fuck anybody…
"Come on, baby, finish me off! I can't stand it much longer!"
My cunt began to churn and foam. I could feel something beginning to rise up deep inside me, shooting toward my cunt with a velocity that practically took my breath away.
"Uuuuuuhhhgggg!"
I came in torrents all over his cock. My pussy went wild, quivering and pulsing in crazy spasms that practically caused me to faint.
A moment later his cock exploded inside me. I could feel it expand, then suddenly contract as he shot a huge load of jism into my straining pussy.
We were great together.
CHAPTER THREE
Gerald didn't say two words to me that night, but I didn't really mind. I was feeling a little bit guilty about Robert; not enough to make me want to stop seeing him, but enough to make me uncomfortable around Gerald.
Seeing Robert was going to be frustrating. He only came through our area about once a month, and then he was only here for a day. Still, the arrangement didn't bother me too much; half the fun would be in the anticipation of the few opportunities we would have.
I was sitting in the living room watching television when the phone rang, interrupting my thoughts about Robert. Gerald didn't move, so I got up to answer it.
"Hello."
"Sheryl? This is Michelle Reiner."
"Oh. Hi, Michelle."
This was a surprise. She had never called me before that I could remember. It seemed strangely coincidental for her to make her first call to me now, the day after I had watched her get laid in her own back yard.
By the time we hung up I was still confused. She had invited me over for "coffee and a swim" tomorrow afternoon. I accepted.
She seduced me.
I knew something strange was going an when she suggested, after we'd had two Bloody Marys each, that we sunbathe nude. At first I hesitated, but she made me feel so silly that I couldn't help but give in.
I tried not to stare at her body, but it was difficult. She was really beautiful, and her tits were almost impossible not to stare at.
She wasn't nearly so nervous about staring at me. I could feel her eyes running all over my body, and I could tell that she was getting excited about what she saw.
Well, I was excited too.
I'd never made it with another woman; never even thought about it, really. But the other day, watching Michelle getting fucked, I had been vaguely aware of the fact that it was her body as much as the man's that was turning me on.
She spread her legs.
She was lying on a chaise lounge that was facing directly toward me. When she casually spread her lop it had the effect of parting her pussy lips and letting me see the pearly dewdrops that were hovering just beyond the entrance to her hair fringed slit.
I took a long pull off my third drink, then spread my legs too.
"It's really hot, isn't it?" she said.
"Yeah."
Her body was glistening from the suntan oil she had rubbed all over herself. I hadn't brought any, so my body was dry. I could feel the sun beating down on me.
"You're gonna get burned. You better put some suntan oil on."
"I didn't bring any."
"Well, here." She offered me hers, then suddenly pawed as if she were having an idea.
"Why don't you let me put it on you?"
I nodded.
By now we both knew what was going on. As soon as her hands touched me I could feel an electrical tension spring up between us, a sexual awareness of each other that couldn't be denied.
She started with my back, rubbing it into the smooth, tanned skin, moving slowly down toward my ass. Almost involuntarily I lifted my ass up into the air a little as she got near it, and I could sense her own excitement rising as she finally touched the white flesh of my hips.
"Mmmmmmmm… that's nice…"
She lingered for a long time on my [missing text]. Once or twice I thought she was going to forget about pretense completely and slip her finger into my cunt.
But she didn't.
Finally she moved on to my legs.
Then I turned over.
She was breathing move heavily titan the light exercise she was getting warranted. I could see her tits rising and falling with each breath and her face was flushed.
She went to work on my front.
First she rubbed the buttery oil into my shoulders, but then she moved down to my tits. Both of us were creaming all over ourselves now.
She slid her hands all over my soft tits, rubbing them and squeezing them. By now there was little or no pretense about what she was doing. Her fingers were exploring my nipples, flicking them and driving me inane with wet, sticky desire.
I reached up and grabbed her tits. My breath was coming in short gasps. My oat was streaming hot juice.
I wanted to make it with her now.
Suddenly she pulled beck aid flood over me. I could tell that she wanted to say something, but she was trying to figure out how to phrase it.
Finally she spoke.
"Did you enjoy what you saw the other day?"
"What?"
"Me and Steve. Fucking."
I looked at her closely. She was smiling, so evidently she wasn't angry.
"It was pretty exciting."
"I guess so."
"How did you know?"
"I could see you through the fence."
Then we both laughed. A moment later we were lying on the soft grass in the same spot where she and Steve had been lying two days earlier. Her hands were all over my tits, and mine were on her ass, pulling her close so we could grind our crotches together.
Then we kissed.
I could feel her hungry tongue shooting into my mouth, and I made no move to stop it. She was as turned on as I was, and neither one of us was going to stop until we both were satisfied.
"Jesus…" I groaned, feeling my cunt begin to churn and foam before she even touched it. "How did you know?"
"What?" she murmured, kissing my hair with her full, sensuous lips.
"That I'd want to… to do this." She laughed.
"I didn't. I just guessed."
Then she began to slide down across my chest until her lips were firmly locked over my right nipple.
She bit it.
"Ohhhhhh!" I groaned, half in pain and half in delight.
I loved it.
She rubbed and squeezed both my tits while she sucked on them. I could feel strange surges of excitement just beneath my nipples.
"God… my cunt…"
Suddenly she lunged up from where she was and twisted so that her cunt was banging in the air just a few inches above my face.