Her thigh continued massaging against him with a practiced thoroughness until he thought the head of his cock would explode. It was jerking now as though he would cum at the slightest extra pressure.
Bob thrust his tongue far into her mouth, and she sucked gently on it, nibbling with sharp little bites of her teeth that sent chills running the length of his spine. To escape for a moment that overpowering teasing sensation, the shaken young man pulled his lips away and placed his cheek against her hair, thinking guiltily for a moment of Jill and how shocked she would be if she could see him now, stretched over the almost naked body of their seductive neighbor. Her girlish innocence wouldn't believe it; she just didn't know infidelity existed.
"Is your wife good in bed?" Mae suddenly asked, as if she had been reading his thoughts.
"She's too inexperienced," he answered without wanting to get too far into the subject.
"I'll teach you some things you can take home to her," she promised softly, breathing heavily into his ear. "Come on, let's get naked."
He realized suddenly that she was quivering beneath him, and that her thighs had parted even more and were pressing impatiently on each side of his hips.
"You want to fuck me, don't you?" she asked, breathing even more deeply.
"Yes, God, yes, I want to," he answered, the lewd words exciting him all the more since they came from her throat.
"Then tell me!"
"I want to fuck you!"
"How?" she groaned beneath him.
"Deep, deep and hard. I want to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
"Oh God," she moaned, almost throwing him from her squirming body. "Get your clothes off before I die."
The excited Bob rose from the bed and began desperately stripping his clothes from his body. A slight tinge of self-consciousness came over him as he dropped his trousers and shorts and stood over her as she lay nakedly back and waiting on the bed, his cock standing out in full erection in front of him.
She lifted her body slightly and pulled away the flimsy robe she had been wearing, leaving her with nothing on but her garter belt and hose. Her black high heeled shoes had fallen to the floor with a double thud that sounded almost as one, they had come so close together. She looked up at him standing starkly nude above her, and her eyes riveted on his long hard penis standing proudly out in the air. For a long moment she watched its throbbing blood-filled head and then said: "It's beautiful. I want to feel it deep inside me, twisting around deep in my cunt. Oh God, I want you to fuck me with it!"
The now panting Bob lay down on the bed beside the beautiful naked woman, dragging her over to him with his strong arms. He moved one hand down to her smooth rounded buttocks cupping their beautifully shaped firmness. Her naked young body was warm and soft against his as she raised her face to him and locked her mouth to his while her hand searched down between their bodies, groping towards his rock-hard penis.
Bob could only gasp as her cool fingers closed around his stiffness, and he pressed his head forward to moistly return her kiss. Her odor was maddening, a perfume he didn't recognize, but one that reminded him of dark jungle glades. The now panting woman crushed the full length of her velvety body against his and ground her pelvis tightly into him. Then she twisted almost frantically and pulled him over on top of her, opening her legs wide to take him between them.
A lewdly grinning Bill Reagan sat on the other side of the bedroom wall, watching through a small opening. He held a camera in one hand and from time to time he raised it to photograph the nakedly writhing pair on the bed. He knew they could not see him even though he could make out every detail of everything they did.
Damn, he thought, his little niece really was fantastic in bed!
He felt a slight twinge of jealousy as he studied her passion-distorted face. She obviously wasn't faking it, and he wondered why she never reacted this way to him when he forced her to open her thighs to him. The watching Reagan had never realized she could screw like this, other than with the dog. Well, when this young punk had finished with her today he would try her out himself and see how she came across.
He raised the camera again. He had plans for these pictures. They were going to help him get into his little blonde neighbor's pants, the wife of this bastard who was screwing his niece half to death just in the other room.
The big man leaned back with the contented thought of Jill's long slim legs wrapped lightly around him as he shoved into her. He would fuck her within an inch of her life. By God, he'd show her what a piece of tail was, and she'd never forget it as long as she lived.
He could feel his cock hardening at the lewd thought and he turned his attention back to the two bodies struggling on the big bed before him. Small beads of sweat began to form on his brow from the excitement he always felt when he watched other people fucking.
Mae also was amazed at her reactions. She had looked on the seduction of this young neighbor as an onerous duty forced on her by her hated uncle, but found to her surprise that she was enjoying it, more than she ever thought she would be able to with a man. She had been brutalized sexually ever since she could remember by Reagan, and the only bright spot of affection in her life had been the dog, Hector. Now this young man's patience and gentleness were having their affect, and her body was responding with a wild enthusiasm, in a way she had only thought possible with Hector. How different it was from the gut-wrenching disgust she felt when her brutal uncle forced his perversions on her.
In mounting excitement Mae crushed Bob to her and ran her hands searchingly down over his hard young body, eagerly exploring all of him. His cock was resting hard against her thighs, pressed into the narrow crevice of her hair-lined vaginal slit. She arched her body for a moment levering both her and Bob up off the bed with the strength of her back and, reaching down under her buttocks with both hands, she pulled her wetly throbbing pussy lips slowly apart, giving his penis greater contact with her most sensitive flesh. Then she relaxed, dropping her nakedly quivering body back onto the bed, his rigid member trapped tightly between her thighs.
This new pressure against his aching cock shot pinwheels of sensation through the young husband's reeling mind. He forced his hands underneath the shoulders of the beautiful woman lying trapped beneath him and ran them down the soft curves of her spine moving almost imperceptibly as she undulated her body up against him in a slow teasing rhythm. Her tautened muscles rippled sinuously just under her velvety skin, indicating the powerful strength hidden in her lush young body. The cords in her thighs tensed against his hips, and he wondered how her legs would feel later when they wrapped around him in passion – when he had his long thick hardness planted deep up inside her hungering belly.
"Oh God, you feel nice," she whispered, and squirmed her smooth flat belly close up against him. Her nails scratched slowly across his back leaving small red welts in their wake.
Bob pushed his hands farther down beneath her, once again cupping her soft warm buttocks in the palms of his hands as he pulled her naked virginal plane up tighter against him. He undulated his body slowly, sliding his hardened shaft of flesh up and down her widespread slit, sensing her growing hotter and more aroused with each passing second. Mae's hips began a more desperate rotation up against his loins until, without warning, her legs snaked out wide on either side of his body and her calves locked tightly against the backs of his thighs, pulling him closer into her.
"Oh, fuck me now, darling, fuck me now," she moaned into his mouth, her eyes clenched tightly shut, her pelvis grinding with a savage impatience.