"Oh, God," she moaned, "I need this so bad, Tom!"
"Well, honey, your friendly neighbor's always willing to help you out," Tom grinned.
He started flicking her slowly, deeply and sensuously. Molly whimpered with pleasure as she rode his thick hard cock. She told herself that she was never going to go without sex again. Why deprive herself when there were so many willing men around?
Of course it was adultery, something she'd never believed in, but she was only human. Her needs had to be satisfied, and her husband wouldn't do it, she'd find somebody who would. Let Dick sit there watching TV for the rest of his life, if that's the way he wanted it!
"Fuck me harder, Tom!" she begged hoarsely. "I'm so horny, I could scream."
"Anything you want, baby," he growled.
He pushed hard into her and began to piston his huge hard cock in her cream-slick box. Molly's face twisted with lust, and she moaned steadily as his throbbing cock reamed her fiery wet depths. She didn't think she could ever get enough fucking.
"Oh, yeah, that's good!" she panted. "Keep fucking me hard, Tom, I love it!"
Tom's face was red with lust, and he was breathing harshly. He'd gotten horny out of his mind watching Molly fuck Jeff, and he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. He fucked faster and faster into Molly's delicious hot, squeezing pussy hole.
"Baby, I'm gonna shoot!" he groaned.
Molly knew that if she wanted to get off, she'd better do it fast. She made her greedy cunt as tight as she could around his big jackhammering cock, and the searing friction took her quickly to the verge of climax.
"Unnnnhhhhh – yesssss!" she whined. "Fuck me as hard as you can!"
Tom rocketed out of control and fucked her furiously. She was bouncing up and down on the hard skewer of his prick, her ripe tits shaking. She closed her eyes tight and felt herself going over the edge just as Tom yelped and flooded her box.
"Ooooooh, shit! You did it – whaaahhhh!" she screamed.
"Unnnnnhhhhhh, fuck! Unnnnhhhhhhh! Aaaaggggghhhh!" Tom bellowed.
Molly sobbed in ecstasy as the violent orgasm burned through her body. She creamed a sizzling deluge, soaking Tom's jetting prick and convulsing helplessly. The hard climax went on and on. Finally Tom sighed deeply and went still, while Molly shivered with the after shocks of her hard come.
He laughed helplessly.
"Shit, I came too fast," he said. "I wanted that to last. But just wait a second and I'll be ready."
"I bet you will," Molly leered.
She helped him along, using her strong young cuntal muscles to squeeze and tease his meat. Tom responded with snorts of excitement, and she soon felt his prick growing into a gigantic pillar of hard throbbing flesh. Whimpering, she creamed all over the fat skewer.
"Do it to me again, Tom," she moaned. "I can't get enough!"
"Dick sure hasn't been treating you right," Tom remarked. "But I'll try to make up for that."
He lifted her off his cock and laid her on her back. "What's this?" Molly laughed. "We're gonna do it the old-fashioned way?"
"Indulge me," Tom grinned. "This is the way I've always fantasized fucking you."
Molly was pleasantly surprised to learn that her handsome neighbor was having sex fantasies about her. At least somebody found her attractive, even if her husband didn't. Tom rolled on top of her, and she eagerly spread her legs for him.
"Awwwww, Jesus, yeah!" he groaned as he drove his rock-hard prick deep into her steaming twat.
"Mmmmmm, oooooh!" Molly moaned. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me with that big thing!"
She arched her body to take his plowing cock even deeper into her hungry box.
Tom shoved his big hands under her churning ass and pulled her tight against him as he started hammering his prick in her fever-hot cunt. Molly got even closer by throwing her legs around his waist and locking them there. She wanted all the cock she could get.
"Fuck it to me – fuck it to meeeeee!" she wailed.
Tom snorted lustily and pounded his prick into her harder and harder. They were both starved for novelty, for making it with somebody different. Neither of them wanted to break up their marriages, but they needed this little vacation from their vows.
That was why Molly didn't worry about Tom telling on her. He'd go back in the house when this was over and act like nothing had happened, and she'd do the same. But right now they were fucking like bunnies, making the most of their chance.
"Harder," Molly snarled, "faster! Fuck my brains out, baby, I want it so bad!"
Again Tom spun out of control. His horny neighbor had that effect on him. Their bodies slapped together loudly, and Molly shuddered with the impact. It was just the kind of hard merciless fucking she needed, and she wailed in bliss.
"Ooooooh, God! Gonna come!" she sobbed.
"You and me both," Tom groaned.
He was fucking her with lightning speed, and she was fucking right back at him, slamming her hips to his rhythm. They went over the edge together, exploding into a giant mutual orgasm. Molly clawed Tom's shoulders and moaned with relief.
"Unnnnhhhhh, yesssss! Shit! Whaaabhhhh!" she howled.
"Take it, baby, take my load – awwwwwwww!" Tom roared.
Molly wished they could fuck again and again, but they decided Tom had better get back. Louise might wonder what had happened to him. Molly had no such worries. Dick wouldn't have missed her. He'd be totally absorbed in his football game.
She wandered back to her house, feeling deliciously well fucked but wondering about her future.
CHAPTER NINE
Molly didn't feel at all guilty about cheating on her husband. She felt she had a right to a normal sex life. But she still loved Dick and couldn't help wishing that they could be lovers again. If only she could put the magic back into her marriage!
On Saturday night, while Dick was watching yet another game, she got a call from her sister Pam.
"Molly," Pam said, "could I come and visit you for a few days? Len and I aren't getting along too well, and I need to getaway and think about it."
"But of course, honey," Molly said. "Come right away. I want to help."
Pam arrived early the next morning. She was petite like Molly, but she was a blond and a few years older. She and Len had been married almost ten years. It had seemed to be a happy marriage, but Pam wasn't looking happy as Molly met her at the door.
"Oh, Sis, I don't know what to do," Pam sighed. "I don't think Len loves me anymore."
"Honey, what makes you think that?" Molly asked.
"He doesn't even seem to know I'm there," Pam said. "All he does is watch TV – one damned football game after another. He's not even interested in sex."
Pam began to grin, too. "You know, Molly," she chuckled, "I think you're on to something. The fellas probably just need a little fling to get them revved up again. Besides, I have to confess that Dick's always turned me on."
"Then go for it, Sis," Molly cried.
Dick had been sleeping in, but of course he managed to wake up in time to gobble some breakfast and see the first football game of the day. As he wandered out in his pajamas and robe, he spotted his sister-in-law and smiled cordially.
"Hi, Pam," he exclaimed, "good to see you. Hope you're staying for awhile."
Right then and there Molly knew her hunch was right. Dick's eyes traveled discreetly but hungrily over Pam's curvy little body, and it was obvious that she excited him. Sure enough, Dick wanted a fling. His wife bored him, but other women didn't.
"Dick," Molly said, "I've got to go do some shopping. I may be gone a couple of hours, but Pam will keep you company."
"Uh-huh," Dick said absentmindedly as he turned on the TV.
Molly drew her sister aside and whispered, "Okay, he's all yours. If you can get his attention away from football, we'll know he's still interested in sex. Mind if I hide somewhere and watch?"