Youth Group! I graduated last year, but I still see you at church."
Joanna wanted to die on the spot. One of her husbands teens was playing with her breasts, preparing to fuck her, and she was playing the part of the slut! She knew she was going to burn in hell for this. But even as she felt the heated flush of shame, it was gradually being replaced by the beautiful feelings his hands were creating in her body.
Seeing her look of shock, Steve quickly assured her, "But don't worry, Mrs.
Gee. I won't tell anyone else about this. Your secret is safe with me!"
Gently pushing her back, he forced Joanna to set on the bed. "Mrs. Gee, I need you to turn around and get on your knees so I can pull your panties down. That's how I always do it when I'm fantasizing about you." The boy didn't realize that she was almost shocked into immobility. Her upbringing and previous moral values were at war with her sexual nature. Slowly, she turned and put her knees underneath her, lifting her ass up in the air, offering herself to the boy even as waves of shame washed over her.
Tears of humiliation glistened in her eyes. She could only imagine what her husband or any of the adults at the church would think, seeing her kneeling on a bed, being watched by two naked men and preparing to have her last piece of clothing taken off of her. And even worse, she was corrupting a young man who she should be setting an example for!
Joanna felt Steve's hands on her waist. He pinched the waistband of her panties and began drawing it down over her asscheeks. She could feel the warmth of his breath on the back of her thighs, and she knew that he was staring between her legs as he was on the verge of uncovering her most intimate secret place.
As she felt the cool air on her pussy lips as they were exposed, she dropped her head, whimpering "oh noooooooooooooooooo" as the young High School graduate pulled her panties down her thighs, her knees, and then off of her legs.
"Wow!" she heard Steve say. Her pussy lips contracted as a surge of shame and lust shook the blonde wife. She continued kneeling as the boy closely examined her. She realized that she had started to become very wet. She rubbed her legs together trying to satisfy the hot growing itch.
Karl spoke up, and Joanna could hear the lust in his voice. "Well kid, what are you waiting for. She's there for you to do what you want. But if you want to drive her crazy, you ought to lick that sweet little honey pot!"
Joanna groaned inwardly at Karl's obscene suggestion.
She heard Steve say, "Really? Some of the guys have talked about doing that to a girl, but I don't know…I mean it just seems kinda gross, you know?"
Joanna's humiliation deepened as they talked about her as if she were just an object.
"Hell boy, maybe I need to help you out a bit."
The blonde housewife heard the squeaking of the couch as Karl got up and knelt next to Steve.
"Shit, she's a good looking bitch!" Karl said as she felt his hands caressing her asscheeks and her flanks.
"Now pay attention, boy. Every woman is different, but they all got the same equipment. I prefer my bitches to be shaved bald, but it looks like Mrs. Gee here trims her little pussy, and it looks pretty good."
Joanna felt like nothing but a sex object to these men, and hearing them talking about her as if she weren't able to hear them was degrading. But it was curiously stimulating as well. They were going to use her, but she was just a hole to them, a place to put their pricks and shoot their sperm.
"Look real close between her pussy lips. See? You can see that she's already leaking pussy juice. That means she's heated up! Now, watch what happens!"
Joanna loudly gasped and groaned, her eyes screwing shut as she felt a finger pressing just inside her pussy lips and drag up and down slowly. She tried not to make any sound, but it felt so good, she couldn't keep the soft whining from erupting out of her mouth.
Laughing, Karl said "See. When you get a bitch warmed up like this, you can play her like a toy! Now, its your turn. Go ahead and put your finger in her. Not very far, just inside her cunt. Then wiggle it and see what happens!"
Joanna held her breath, and then she felt Steve's finger probing between her swollen and highly sensitive pussy lips. She bit her lip, trying to repress making a sound, but when he began slowly wiggling it inside her, her mouth opened and a soft sobbing sound began.
"Wow, that is so kewl!!!" Steve said enthusiastically as he ran his finger slowly up and down between the wet flaps of her pussy flesh.
"Damn betcha, Skippy!" Karl laughed. "Just keep doing that. Don't go any deeper yet. What you want to do is drive her crazy so that she winds up begging to be fucked. There's nothing more exciting then turning a babe like
Mrs. Gee into a cock hungry fuck slut."
Joanna could hardly think. All of her attention was upon the delicious finger stirring her wet pussy. But it was just teasing her. She wanted it inside of her, and she began pushing her hips back in an almost subconscious effort to impale her heated throbbing cunt onto the probing finger.
She had taken almost two inches of his finger inside of her pussy before she felt it roughly withdrawn.
Karl laughed, releasing his wrist and saying "Did you see what she was doing, boy? She was shoving her ass back wanting you to shove your finger up her sweet little cunt."
Steve said "But…I want to!" obviously confused.
"Hell, you can do that later, but remember that you want her so hot, she'll beg you to fuck her. She's not there yet! Are ya, Mrs. Gee? You ready to beg
Steve to fuck your sweet little cunt?" Karl was so crude and lewd. Joanna gritted her teeth refusing to answer him. In truth, she desperately wanted something, anything, to fill her up and satisfy her hot cunt. But her pride refused to let her beg.
"Now, see here, right at the end of her pussy slit, that little piece of flesh covering what looks like a little bump?" Karl said. "Oh No, not my clit!" Joanna thought.
"Yeah, I see it" Steve replied. "Well, you can drive women nuts by playing with her there. That's her clit."
Joanna's body jumped when she felt Karl's finger beginning to circle round and round her little hooded clit. She was raggedly gasping, beginning to moan as chills ran up and down her back and her cunt began contracting over and over. She tried to push her hips back against his finger, but Karl anticipated her and wouldn't give her relief.
Joanna moaned with disappointment when she felt his finger leave her.
Unconsciously she was waving her ass, searching for the finger that was no longer there.
"See, she's heating up nicely. You could probably get her to beg just from doing that long enough. But for turning a woman into a fucking machine, there is nothing like a good long pussy lick." Joanna knew that she was going to give into his obscene wish to beg for fucking. She both feared and anticipated feeling a male mouth on her swollen cunt.
She heard Karl whispering something to Steve for several seconds. And then she felt hands on the lower part of her asscheeks, pulling them apart, and holding her pussy wide spread. She gasped at the first swipe of a wet tongue. There was a pause, and she heard Karl say "See, its not so bad.
You'll get used to it. Go for it, boy!"
Joanna almost screamed "OH Shiiiiiiiiittttt!!!!!!!!!" as she felt Steve's mouth cover her cunt and his tongue push between her pussy lips. She shoved her hips back, impaling her wildly spasming pussy on his wiggling, licking oral digit.
She heard Karl whooping and laughing "That's right, boy. You got her going now!"
Joanna's hands clamped on the bedspread, grasping the covers as she began sobbing from joy. She no longer cared that she was kneeling slave like before two naked men, nor that she had lost control of her body. The only thing in her world was the wonderful joy of having her little pussy licked and sucked.