Their eyes met above their glasses. Jerry took a deep breath, and Meg's mouth parted, her eyes fastened to his. The silence was numbing.
"Meg." His voice was a hoarse whisper.
It was all in their eyes. She could feel it and she was powerless to stop it. "No, Jerry… no."
Her fingers were nervous when he took the glass away. Her eyes closed in sweet anguish when his mouth came down to meet hers. Jerry knew what she needed. Jerry wouldn't play games.
The weight of his body was heavy on hers as his mouth fused with hers and his hands covered her body with an expertise that set off charges within her.
"Let's go inside," he whispered hotly, his mouth at her ear.
They were already inside, but Meg didn't have to ask what he meant.
"No, Jerry… we can't."
"We can."
"It isn't right. My God, I'm old enough to be your mother. I am your wife's mother."
"Look, why waste time? You need me and I need you… for now, anyway. It's true… isn't it?" His hard cock was rubbing against her thigh. It sent electric sparks right to the core of her cunt.
At that moment a hatred for all men rose quickly in Meg's breast. But it faded quickly when his hands found the soft mound between her thighs.
He was right. It was better with him than it would be to return to Sandra or to do anything silly and dangerous with the two boys on the beach.
"Meg…" he said, "upstairs."
"What if Sada comes back."
"She was so mad when she left, she won't be back for hours."
She felt herself being pulled from the sofa. His lean, hard young body pressed against hers as he guided her up the stairs. His tongue was in her ear and he massaged her breasts, further breaking down her resistance.
In the bedroom he was fumbling at the ties on her bikini top. "Meg, I've wanted to do this just as long as you have."
Oh, God, she thought, he knows. He's known all along.
Her bra came off. His fingers caught at the elastic at her waist and then Meg swayed nakedly before him. He cupped the high rising whiteness of her tits, his mouth at her ear again. Meg thought she would go out of her mind in another minute.
In painful impatience, her fingers sought his prick. She heard the groan spill over from his throat. With one swift gesture, Jerry dropped onto the bed, puffing her down with him.
He was passionate. His mouth was hot and moist, setting off fires in her breast, his cock stiffening as he sought her cunt. Passion rose in her throat, spilled over as he thrust to fill her. There was no pretense between them. Only this glorious, demanding desire in her.
"Oh, Jerry, Jerry…"
As Jerry's fingers closed over her hairy cunt, Meg sighed. She wriggled her ass closer to him so that his hand was forced between the lips of her already damp pussy. He could feel the warm wetness, and knowing what she wanted, he obliged by vigorously finger-fucking her. Withdrawing his hand from her cunt, he pushed her away.
Holding her by the wrists, he gently pulled her to her feet. "Let's fuck standing up, first time, anyway," he whispered in her ear.
She leaned back against the wall, her legs slightly parted, helping him, bending her knees, taking hold of his cock to guide it towards the slit that showed through the hairs. She only succeeded in rubbing it against her cuntlips and he became more excited.
She put her arms around his neck, then slid them warmly down to his waist, then pulled herself up, wrapping her legs around his waist, bringing her burning pussy close to his cock, and spreading the lips of her cunt wide.
Leaning his palms on the wall, Jerry placed his rod against the opening. As he pushed in, forging his way into her warm, tight tunnel, Meg squirmed her ass, moving closer to him, and engulfed his gigantic prick in her cunt completely.
"Ooohhhhh, fuck me good!" she gasped.
With her hanging on to him, literally wrapped around him, and squirming around on his cock, Jerry began to move his ass in a similar, squirming motion. At the same time, he moved in and out, but never coming completely out. He pressed against the wall, and for a few minutes, only the increased panting of their breathing signified their approaching ecstasy. At last they came, pounding into each other, shooting their comes together.
Meg slowly released her legs and straightened up and his spent cock slid out of her. He reached over to the bedroom dresser, grabbed a handkerchief and tenderly wiped his cum from her pussy.
Jerry kissed her long and warmly, putting his hand back on her cunt, rubbing her cunt with his thumb. With his tongue working harder inside her mouth, he rubbed her clit harder and harder until she once again felt that frenzy of passion moving in on her.
Again she spread her ankles wide, exposing her pussy, red and swollen with desire.
"More?" Jerry asked.
"More," Meg answered, lowering her eyes.
Letting his hands move along her legs as he nudged between them, he once again made his way towards her open cunt.
He let the head of his cock rest lightly at the opening for a few seconds until it came to a full hard again, enjoying the sight of her pubic hairs over his prick. Then, placing a hand under each of her ass cheeks, he thrust his cock into her until his balls were hitting her ass. He lunged into her, pulling her forward on her toes, holding her head against his big chest. Her tits seemed to be touching her chin as his chest pushed them up.
He leaned over her to kiss her rigid nipples. "Don't worry, I'll give you all the comes you need. I'll make that sweet pussy of yours sing!" he whispered.
They made their way to the bed, still joined by his cock jammed up her cunt. Then he quickly withdrew, bent her over the side of the bed so that her gorgeous ass stuck up, invitingly firm and round.
Pushing her head still lower, he made it possible for her opening and closing cunt to be visible to his hungry eyes. He gripped his cock again, a drop of moisture hanging from the little slit at the top.
Placing a hand on each buttock, he spread her ass cheeks, then took a delicious second to gape at her thrust-up hole. He slid a finger into her ass, then placed his prick between the lips of her cunt and let it rest along its length, letting her flowing juices moisten it.
He leaned forward, placed the head of his cock against the entrance of her moist channel, and putting both hands under her soft belly, pulling her towards him, making her rump higher and her cunt closer, he pushed his cock in again.
Meg was well-stuffed. Soon his cock was pushing deep against her womb. She began to moan. She tried to move with him, but couldn't because of the way she was being held… and filled.
Her ass was pushing into his belly, the friction making red marks in the flesh of her ass cheeks. Jerry was beginning to jerk spasmodically again.
Meg groaned with him, the two of them fucking faster now. When she was on the peak of another come, he quickly pulled out of her.
Her mouth dropped open in surprise.
Then Jerry turned her over and lifted her onto the bed. He spread her legs and once again her cunt was completely open to his gaze. He could see her clit with the wrinkles and fold of her pussy barely covered by hairs.
He put his hands on her swollen tits and began kneading and spreading them, squeezing them, driving Meg wild with hunger for his cock.
He rolled her nipples between his fingers. They were tight and hard, like little buttons. He began to lick and nibble at them. Then he bent down, as if to examine her cunt.
He manipulated her cunt until it reared itself like a baby cock and grew so sensitive that, whenever his finger touched it, he could see her pussy contract and expand.
"Give it to me," Meg begged. "Make me come again." She shivered at the slow friction of his fingers in her hole.