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HOT PIECE WIFE by Duncan Fox
Psychologists have long noted that man is a gregarious animal whose need for approval and affection is as real and basic as his need for food and shelter.
This social need is reflected many times over in our everyday lives. There is the teenaged boy who frequently smokes marijuana, though he dislikes it, because he fears being branded a "straight" by his friends. There is the suburban housewife who turns to illicit affairs because her husband, totally dedicated to his business, cannot or will not give her any affection.
This is the story of one of those housewives, Kim Sanderson. A young attractive woman who has what many women dream of -- a lovely home, status in the community, financial security -- Kim seeks to fill one big void in her life. She is ignored physically and emotionally by her busy, hardworking husband. In her overwhelming need for physical attention, Kim ignores all the moral rules she has been taught and dares to venture onto forbidden ground. And is Kim to blame?
For Kim, seeking affection becomes a way of life, her norm. This is a novel that poses a timely question for our increasingly decentralized American families.
The Publisher
Kimberly Sanderson squirmed sideways on the hard wooden bench. The naked studs of the locker room wall were digging into her shoulder and back, distracting her from the simmering lust in her gut. Bracing one heel against the bench, the other in a crack on the floor, she fingered her nipple, pinched and rolled it, stoked the fire under her pot of horniness.
Feet and chattering voices passed the door of the cubicle. Kim thought of the teenage boys passing, thought of them seeing her toy with her naked body. Her lust soared. Closing her eyes, she imagined them watching her, seeing her mature tits, her thick brown bush, the pink petals of her inner pussy. Her lust boiled higher.
She let a finger steal down through the wiry kinks of her muff. She let her finger stroke the soft, puffy lips of her pussy, skate around the pleasure nubbin of her clit. A bar of sunlight speared through the foot-high gap above the top of the flimsy door and painted a warm stripe on her trim belly. When it touched the untanned skin that was usually under her bikini, it felt like it was burning her.
Kim pictured the sweaty faces of three of the boys from around the pool. She imagined their nude bodies, their cocks jutting out from immature patches of crotch hair. She imagined spreading her thighs wide before them, and fingered the sizzling heart of her cunt. Her finger touched the bump of her clit and a jolt of pleasure wrenched through her.
For a moment she froze, thinking she had heard something from the next locker. Only a thin wall separated the two cubicles. Then she relaxed and let the horniness sweep over her. Her hand cupped the warm weight of one breast, rubbed the rubbery button of her nipple. No sag at all, and she was pushing thirty. She was as trim and firm as the teenage girls that frolicked around the pool, teasing and taunting the boys.
She let her hand slide farther down on her pussy. She parted her warm, soft aunt lips, slid a finger between the damp inner petals. The tip of her finger found the slippery mouth of her aunt and cautiously explored the rippled orifice.
A heavy sliding sound from next door distracted her. A little afraid, and more than a little frustrated, she scanned the featureless wall. In the distance she heard laughing and splashing from the swimming pool. Someone was singing in the shower down the corridor, and there were footsteps one aisle over.
Was that panting? Concentrating, her lust fading, Kim fought to blot out all sounds but the soft huffing. For a moment, she thought she heard it. Then it was gone.
A touch on her clitoris, and her lust raged upwards once again. Drawing her knees up and spreading her thighs, she toyed with her pussy and breasts. The barely private setting of the locker increased her horniness. Thinking of how close she was to naked exhibitionism made her pussy steam. She let her finger slide slowly into her slimy vagina. She used her thumb to roll the squirmy little protuberance of her clit. She bit back a moan, and pictured Al Lomata, mentally stripped him naked.
How big was his cock? The bulge in his bathing suit gave the impression that he was hung like a horse. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with a Mediterranean handsomeness -- dark curly hair and flashing black eyes. Her eyes closing, Kim dreamed he had a jutting tower of a prick, aimed at her, and felt her twat flood with hunger.
This time the next-door noise sounded like a grunt or a groan. Kim's lust was too high now for her to lose much of it. Still fingering her clit to keep her lust boiling, she pried her eyes open just a slit and scanned the gray asbestos wall carefully.
For a moment, she thought she saw something. Then it was gone. She focused on the shadowy area just under the row of hooks on the horizontal one by three.
Then she saw it: a flicker, like a wink. A flaw on the wall became a hole, about half the diameter of a pencil. It was black now, but for a moment it had been white -- like something had reflected the sun through it. Someone was behind that hole. Someone was watching her.
She didn't move. As her insides coiled tight, she felt ashamed. Who was watching her as she masturbated? The thought of being watched made her excitement rage higher.
It had to be kids, or a kid. A boy was standing on the bench in the next lockers his eye glued to the hole he had painstakingly augured through the hard sheet rock partition. He was feasting on her display, panting from the sight of her naked breasts, her gaping snatch, and the way she was playing with her most intimate parts.
It couldn't be Al Lomata; it wasn't his family's locker. She visualized him anyway, thought of the aching hard-on he would get from the sight of her. She slipped her finger deeper into her hole, and moaned. Her hips shifted on the hard bench. She began pumping her finger in and out, fucked her pussy with a wet, squishy noise. She deliberately did it so the action was blatantly exposed to the unknown watcher. Let him get his biology lesson. The knowledge that he, whoever he was, was watching, made her lust rage higher and higher.
Lifting her head, she glanced down at her gaping display. She wasn't able to see her own pussy, which was frustrating. Then she remembered the mirror on the shelf beside her, and grabbed it. Sitting up for just a moment, carefully not breaking her mood, she propped the mirror against the wall at the end of the bench. When she leaned back, she had a perfect view of her aroused twat. A slight shift, and the bar of sun that had spilled on her belly washed into the creaming heart of her snatch.
She watched herself, imagined herself being watched, and finger-fucked herself. She fingered her clit, saw the little nubbin writhe as she tried to pinch it against her pubic arch. Then, using both hands, she spread her cunt lips wide, displayed her whole hot gash to herself and her Peeping Tom.
The only intrusion on her carnal pleasure was a stray thought about her husband. If it weren't for that damn work-a-holism of his, it would be his dick and not her finger that was pumping in her twat. Her digit was a skinny imitation of his pecker.
Deliberately, she slid a second finger into her boiling shaft, and pinched her clit hard, tried to blot out any distractions. She focused her mind on the Lomata youth, less than half of her thirty years, hung him with a wang like a baseball bat, and groaned. Then she reminded herself that someone was watching her display all her charms. She was getting there. She was getting close to the peak.
Whining aloud, letting her hips hump and squirm, oblivious now to the way the planks were grinding into her tail, she pumped her two fingers in her sodden twat. She pinched her clit between her thumbs and dragged her vagina open with her fingers. Christ! She wished there was no wall between her and whoever it was that was watching. He'd come down on her, and hammer his dick into her ravenous hole, and she'd be full, full, full. His cock would burn twat walls as it pistoned into her. She would finger her clit, let him crush her hand with his pubic arch, while she massaged herself to a screaming cumming.
Like the one she was close to now. She was getting closer, and closer, and closer. She heaved her head up and took one more look in the mirror. Her cunt was wide, and the hairy labes framed the finger-widened tunnel. She thought of the youngster watching her, and her belly convulsed in a rippling, rutting contraction. She gurgled with ecstasy, and her throat knotted closed. She rubbed her clit into a fireball. She was aware of her vaginal walls spuming around her finger, and felt the gush of cum as her insides coiled themselves around the bonfire of her cumming.
For an eternity, she held her clit between her thumbs, pinched it while she wiggled the fingers in her vagina. Then, her insides aching and satisfied, she went limp, her hands slid out of her cunt and her hairy labes closed. Just the pink ruffles of her still-distended inner folds showed in the dark brown heart of her muff. She painted the insides of her thighs with her cunt juice and then slouched don, exhausted.
Weakly, she blinked the pleasure-fog out of her eyes, and looked at the peephole. It was black for a moment, then changed to a lighter shade. Her watcher had abandoned his post, in spite of the fact that she was still as wantonly exposed as ever!
After a few moments, when there wasn't any sign that whoever had been spying on her was returning to the peep hole, she felt a twinge of anger. What could be more important than admiring her naked beauty?
Quietly, she got up and eased over toward the opening. She felt the hot summer breeze stir the air, dry the sweat on ha naked flesh. Very cautiously, wary of the watcher returning unexpectedly, she put her eye to the peep hole.
For a moment there was only a confusion of lines and angles. Then she managed to sort them out. To the right, something cut off her view. A towel on a hook, she decided. Then she looked down, and bit back a gasp.
She had been right, it was a boy. She tried to think of his name, but couldn't. She had seen him around the pool all summer. He had blond hair and a nose that was perpetually peeling from sunburn.
What had made her gasp was that he was as naked as she was and his hand was curled around his jutting hard-on. Just the pinkish purple head protruded from his fist. He was slouched back on the bench so just part of his ass was perched on the edge. His trim legs were stretched out in front of him. Sweat beaded his downy upper lip as he stared at his dick -- and pumped its lean length.
Kim felt her insides wind themselves into a knot. What a beautiful dork! Her palms itched to fondle it, to feel the soft satin skin slide over the rock-hard core. She could seethe skin wrinkle first one way and then the other as the boy's hand moved up and down his pecker. The head was shining with pre-cum, and each movement of his hand brought another thick, slick emission from the slit at the tip.
Perry? That was his name. Perry McBride. He was lean and graceful -- no fat on him. His cock jutted up from a pale red bush of fine hair. His belly was barely tanned. Freckles sprayed across his shoulders and down his arms, and over his cheeks and forehead. His nose was raw pink where the dead skin had peeled away.
But that cock! That lowly, lovely cock kept drawing her eyes. He was rubbing it, up and down, up and down, slowly, as if he was trying to prolong the pleasure. Kim's mouth watered. It wanted a chance at that lovely popsicle! The thick clear drops from the tip oozed down and pooled against Perry's fingers as he squeezed and pumped his cock.
Kim could her his jacking off! It was a wet, sticky, crackling sound. Every downstroke made the little mouth at the tip gape. Then his hand moved up, and the mouth closed, and another clear drop welled up, caught the sunlight like a jewel.
As she spied on the youngster, Kim slid a hand down into her crotch and fought to keep from moaning aloud. She slipped a finger up into her still-dripping hole, and felt a fresh wave of juices flood down. She dreamed of that dick sliding up into her hole, and the walls of her cunt spumed.
Perry's eyes were closed now, his teeth gritted, as his hand moved up and down his dong. For a moment, she thought he had shot a glance in her direction, and almost flinched back from the peep hole. She decided that as long as she blacked the light, as long as she didn't move, he wouldn't know she was watching. It was because he had backed away for a moment that she had seen the light change and spotted the opening.
She pressed her forehead against the wall and blinked. Her eyelashes brushed the partition she was so close to it. Her nipples pressed the cool hard board. She deliberately squirmed, made her tits slide over it.
She ignored the drop of sweat that tickled its way down between her breasts. All that mattered was that lovely, lovely cock that was being jacked off. The boy's hips were shifting and squirming now, and his hand was moving faster on his thrusting prick. He was panting, licking his lips.
He groaned, and curled up a little. He looked down at his dong. His hand squeezed, his toes curled.
Kim choked.
A creamy, pearly jet of cum spouted from Perry's dick. It leaped, in a smooth, flashing curve, and fell with a heavy "spunk" to the gray planks of the floor. It was followed by a second, then a third, even larger one. The last one got the greatest range.
The carnal squirting went on and on, vigorous, copious beyond belief. Thick pearly-gray spoutings arced through the air and spotted the gray floor and spilled through the cracks, dripped into the crawlspace beneath the lockers. Kim's cunt twisted with frustration as she watched Perry's spurting spill uselessly on the uncaring wood and onto the sand and rock below. A soft groan of misery escaped her lust-knotted throat. This time she was certain Perry glanced at the peep hole.
Without thinking, she fell back away from the hole. She slouched down on the bench, and drove her hands deep into her flaming crotch. Grabbing blindly, she found a fresh, full tube of suntan cream and aimed the cap into her ravenous cunt. Sprawling her legs wide apart, she drove the cold plastic into her twat, raped herself with it. She humped herself on the phony phallus and held in her mind the memory of Perry's spurting pecker. She pumped the plastic shaft in her spuming cunt, the harsh edges of the cap scrape her tender walls. She recalled the first thick jettings of Perry's cock spilling down over his cock-head as his exhausted muscles lost the power to shoot his cum up, were able only to wring the first thick waves out.
She had an urge to squeeze the tube she was fucking herself with. She wondered if she could squeeze it hard enough to pop the cap off. Then she could flood herself with suntan cream -- it would be lanolin-loaded semen. The cap would jam in her vagina, be a hard knot at the end of her tunnel. The thick, oily cream would flood her crevices. It would be cool and exciting against her aroused folds. It might even seep up into her cervix and womb.
Her cumming coiled like a snake then struck up through her. She laughed -- a hot, crazy mad lust laugh -- at her insanity. Perry was probably watching as she pistoned the suntan tube in her twat.
It could go on all day! First she would jack off and get him horny. Then he would beat his meat while she spied on him and got horny. Back and forth, back and forth, like a tennis match.
Then her cumming raged through her and wiped away all thought and she let the memory of his gorgeous cock swirl through her pleasure-racked brain. Her cunt spasmed around the cool shaft of the suntan lotion. It was really a most satisfactory cumming. She clung to it for a long, long time, then eased the fake dick out of her aching, exhausted twat.
She thought of fishing out the cap, and was glad she hadn't managed to pop it off inside her. She wiped the tube clean and put it back on the shelf. Then, her knees bent and her legs spread, she lay back on the bench. The hot summer sun dried her pussy as she caught her breath.
She heard the door of Perry's locker slam, heard his footsteps fade away down the corridor, and sighed. She should, she thought, feel some shame.
She didn't. She felt a vague sort of vengeance toward Walter. Her eye lighted on his jock strap, dangling from a hook near the peep hole. She wondered if he really needed the thing. She was beginning to think that he didn't have anything to put in the knitted cup.
How long had it been since he had made love to her? She couldn't even remember. Served her right for marrying a man twenty years her senior. Sure, he had all the financial security she had demanded. Only now she was realizing that money couldn't fill certain holes.
Her less shaky, Kim struggled to her feet and reached for her bikini. Donning it quickly, she draped a towel over her shoulder and headed for the pool. On the way she passed a full-length mirror, and paused to study herself.
Her breasts bulged invitingly from the cups of her bra. The soft, tanned mounds were still firm. Her belly was trim, her hips and ass shapely. Her legs were long and graceful and slack.
She tried not to be vain, but did wonder how Walter could find balance sheets and profit and loss statements more interesting than her. Maybe if she had a graph tattooed on her he would pay attention to her. If it led to her cunt maybe he'd stick his nose in there to see what the dividends were for the quarter.
"Hi, Mrs. Sanderson," Al Lomata said as he padded past.
Kim's heart gave a nervous flip-flop as she returned the greeting. She watched his trim enroll with his easy steps. If he felt her gaze, his back didn't show any signs of it.
With a soft sigh, conscious of the post-cuming ache in her gut, Kim went out to the pool. For a moment, she stood on the porch of the bath house, looking down the expanse of deck and at the clear cool aqua of the water. She was conscious of the circle of wives knitting their gossip shrouds. She knew that Walter's continuing absence from the country club was a constant topic of speculation.
Deliberately, Kim stood straighter than usual, knowing that her sleek shape was a source of envy. It would be a shame, Kim reflected, for them not to have something to talk about.
Her eye lighted on a shock of pale blonde hair at the diving board, and she felt her gut knot. As she watched, Perry McBride walked to the end of the board, paused for a moment, then hurtled into the water. A glistening explosion of water sprayed high into the air. The light of the gleaming drops reminded Kim of another, hotter shower a few minutes ago. She writhed inwardly, and waited. Perry emerged from the pool ten yards away from her.
He glanced at her, and, she felt his eyes strip the suit off her. Then she saw a flush pink his cheeks, felt her own face burning. They turned away from each other simultaneously. Kim found a lounge chair and stretched out on it.
Kim was tugging the bedspread smooth when she heard her name being called from the kitchen. "Be right then, Jenny," she called back, giving the pillow on the king-sized bed a last pat. For just a moment she paused, and eyed the big bed distastefully. Such a waste to have a bed like that when she was married to Walter.
"Hi!" Jenny said cheerily. She had a cup of steaming coffee in her hand. As always, Jenny's friendly, freckled face and her flaming, shoulder length red hair lit up her surroundings. "Contemplating the scene of the battle?"
Kim shook her head and pressed her lips together grimly. "I was just thinking," she said softly, "how hypocritical it is to have a bed like that."
"Oh?" Jenny arched her eyebrows and sipped the coffee.
"I mean, well, look," Kim began awkwardly. "Oh, never mind. Why should I bore you with my troubles?"
"Shoot, what are friends for?" Jenny asked.
Kim didn't answer and eased past the other woman and into the kitchen. There was a funny sort of a shock when her bare skin brushed Jenny's arm. Kim felt her tits stiffen.
"I like your outfit," Jenny noted wryly. "Very tasteful. Not overdone at all."
Kim glanced down, then poured herself a cup of coffee. "I'm glad somebody notices when I'm naked," she said bitterly. She turned and leaned back against the counter. The chill edge dug into her naked ass. The bright, sunny, spotless kitchen gleamed -- testimony to her excess nervous energy that morning.
"What's the matter, Poopsie? Walter go blind?" Jenny asked. "Or are you going nudist on us?"
"No to both questions, actually. Though Walter might as well be blind."
"Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy," Jenny chortled in a gloating tone. "This sounds really juicy." She pulled out a chair and sat down.
Kim battled with herself for a moment. She had been closer to Jenny, her next-door neighbor for the last five years, than to anybody else in the world. But for those same five years, Kim had carefully kept up the pretension of having a very passionate marriage. And, despite Jenny's bantering, teasing tone, Kim knew that she wasn't likely to find a more sympathetic listener.
"Well, is the truth finally going to come out?" Jenny prodded.
"You think I didn't know about you and Walter?"
"Know about me and Walter?"
"Yeah. Passionless, sexless. No fuckee."
Stunned, Kim sat down so hard she felt her tits jiggle.
Jenny laughed. "Come on, Kim. No one, but no one, has the kind of sex life you've been claiming to have. So, it was either an exaggeration, or a whopping tall story. Obviously it's the latter. Right?"
Kim slumped miserably and caved in. "Right."
"Well! Welcome to the ranks of the realistically married," Jenny responded with her usual unabashed good humor.
"It's more than that," Kim said dourly.
"Walter hasn't made love to me, hasn't even looked at me, in so long I've lost track."
"Has to leave too early in the morning to grab a quickie," Jenny noted. "Gets back too late at night, too tired to get it up. And on weekends there's always something with someone important from the office. Right?"
Kim frowned suspiciously. "How did you know?"
Jenny raised her coffee cup in a silent toast. "I'm married to one, too."
"You and George?" Kim was astonished. Jenny hadn't ever bragged about her sex life, but had never hinted that anything was wrong, either.
"Me and George," Jenny admitted candidly. Kim studied her lushly built neighbor. "Me I can see," Kim noted. "But I can't conceive of a man in the world that could ignore you."
"Place me next to an attractive stock option and see which one George goes for," Jenny retorted. "He hasn't plugged my hole in what seems like a century."
"You're kidding!"
"Don't I wish I were," Jenny sighed.
"Doesn't George get horny?"
"Does Walter?"
"Touche," Kim responded. Then she thought for a moment. "Don't you get horny?"
"I used to," Jenny admitted. "But then I got the horny housewife's handy helper."
"Huh? What?"
Jenny got up and set her empty coffee cup in the sink. "Come over and see."
"Wait'll I get something on," Kim answered, curious.
"Why bother?"
Kim stopped in the kitchen doorway. "Some body might see."
Jenny had a wicked gleam in her green eyes. "Isn't that half the fun?" she asked in a bubbly voice. "I remember when I was a kid in Akron. When my folks went out, the first thing I'd do was get naked, and run around the house, upstairs and down. I'd leave all the lights on and all the shades and curtains open. God, I used to get turned on doing that. Sometimes I'd even go out in the back yard, and lie in the hammock or on the grass and feel the night breeze all over me."
Kim felt her lust rising at the thought. She had a sudden, mad, crazy urge, and headed for the back door. She was intensely aware of being naked.
"Wait a second! Give me a chance," Jenny protested, stripping hurriedly.
"Ready?" Kim asked, her insides knotting with excitement, her pussy dripping lust. "We run?"
Jenny giggled tensely. "Hell, no! Let's walk!"
Kim opened the door, and felt the sun burn her naked tits. The warm summer breeze touched her intimately, stroked her aroused nipples, brushed her pussy hair. Her arm touched Jenny's soft, warm pink-capped breast and an electric current flowed between them.
"Shall we go?" Kim asked.
"After you," Jenny said nervously.
"Together," Kim said, taking Jenny's arm and pressing it to her breast.
The sun was hard and bright, and seemed to leer down at Kim. Her horniness sizzled and steamed as she walked arm-in-arm with her naked neighbor. Jenny's boobs were pale, with big pink caps and passion-pointed nipples.
Kim's insides began uttering as they strolled across the cool green grass toward Jenny's house. Somewhere a lawn was being mowed. She felt as if there must be a million eyes on them. They could be seen from a thousand windows. Kim kept fighting the urge to run. She felt sweat trickling down her naked body.
Once inside, arms still around each other, until Kim felt a sudden change in her feelings, felt her horniness rising. She became aware of Jenny's hot softness against her. Suddenly a jolt of fear ripped through her. She pushed back from Jenny, shoved her away.
"I'm... I'm sorry," she blurted out, turning away with embarrassment.
"For what?" Jenny asked. Then she went on as if nothing had happened. "Come on in the bedroom and I'll show you what modem labor-saving device the inventors have come up with."
Kim felt a twinge of reserve at the mention of going to the bedroom, and scolded herself out of it. Anyway, her horniness wouldn't let her hang back.
The master bedroom looked out on a sidewalk and a side road. The sun flooded in the windows, glared at the bed. Anyone passing on the street could see in, though probably couldn't see the bed.
"Should I draw the curtains?" Jenny asked.
"Hello no," Kim answered with reckless abandon, not sure she really meant it.
"This is the little pleaser," Jenny announced, pulling a cock-shaped plastic vibrator out of her bedside table.
"Oh." Kim felt a little disappointed and a wave of curiosity.
Uninhibitedly, almost casually, Jenny flopped down on the bed. Spreading her naked legs, she twisted the base of the tool. It buzzed to life. Right in front of Kim's astonished eyes, Jenny slid the humming tool up into her cunt. Kim felt a roaring wave of lust at the sight of the ivory cylinder vanishing into Jenny's red-bushed snatch. Lying on her back, her lush breasts squashing outwards from their own weight, Jenny speared herself with the whirring tool.
"Really does something to you," Jenny commented hoarsely.
Kim's legs weakened and she sank slowly down on the bed. She had the feeling she shouldn't be there, that this was something private. But her own curiosity and soaring horniness held her gaze riveted on Jenny's full-lipped twat and the buzzing cock.
"For variety, you slide it up to your clit. Unnnggghh," Jenny moaned.
Kim remembered masturbating while she knew she was being watched, and knew suddenly that half or Jenny's pleasure came from having an audience. Kim wanted to try it herself, while Jenny watched. Kim's fingers clenched with hunger as she studied the shaft sliding in and out of Jenny's oozing gash.
Still pistoning the shuddering prick in and out of her cunt, Jenny began rolling her head from side to side. Every once in a while she would guide the shining tip up from her tunnel to her clit. When the buzzing point hit her pleasure-berry she would lurch as if she had gotten an electric shock.
"My tits," Jenny moaned.
"What about them?" Kim asked.
"Pinch them," Jenny moaned. "Please, pinch my tits. Or better yet, kiss them. Suck my tits. Bite my tits."
At first, Kim was revolted by the suggestion. Then her curiosity got the better of her. She rationalized that she had, after all, been breast-fed as a child. What would Jenny's great, soft warm jugs feel like, taste like?
Leaning forward, Kim reached out and brushed one pink tit. The nubbin stiffened, protruded, begged to be fingered, or tasted. It was rubbery and exciting. The mound supporting it was full and soft, a warm pillow urging Kim to rest her cheek against it. Kim pinched the bud harder, lifted and pulled it, remembered how her own cunt steamed when her nipples were treated that way.
And still the whirring vibrator slithered in and out of Jenny's red-muffed pussy. Shining with her juices, the ivory torpedo was whipping her folds to a cream. Jenny's legs were spread like a frog's as she jacked the dildo in and out of her streaming tunnel, then up and over and around the protruding bud of her clit.
Kim tore her eyes off the sight, and focused instead on Jenny's lush jugs. Kim licked her lips and swallowed. Her mouth was watering in anticipation of suckling again. Curling her fingers around one of Jenny's boobs, squeezing the mound to make the teat stand up even higher, Kim lowered her mouth to the hot, jutting berry.
Her lips closed on it, and Jenny moaned and heaved her chest up, tried to smother Kim with the soft mass of her mammary. Kim sucked, drew in a mouthful of warm tit. She swirled her tongue around the hard nipple. She sucked, dug her teeth into the tender flesh, and heard Jenny moan with ecstasy.
Something was driving her to give Jenny the greatest pleasure she could. Kim reached over and fondled the second breast while suckling hungrily on the first. She bit one nubbin, and pinched the other between her finger and thumb, rolled and twisted it as Jenny wailed and the vibrator hummed. Kim had a searing urge to climb on top of her red-haired neighbor. Squirming, Kim yielded to the blazing drive, snuggled the full length of her lithe, graceful body against Jenny's softer, more lush curves. And still the vibrator rumbled its lusty message in the fountaining heart of Jenny's twat and Kim kept sucking and slurping on the hot, hard titty. Kim's pussy was raving with hunger. Without even thinking about it, she rammed her hairy snatch against Jenny's thigh. Jenny cooperated, jammed her leg up between Kim's. Kim's hips rolled and hunched as she scrubbed her pussy against Jenny's leg, ground her clitoris against Jenny's thigh bone, until there was a searing flame in Kim's gut.
Jenny was mumbling something about cumming, but Kim was too busy trying to reach her own to pay any attention. As a result, when Jenny bucked her off, tumbled Kim to her back, Kim was furious at the sudden betrayal. Then someone hooked her to an electric current, and everything vanished in a haze of blue-white sparks. She realized gradually that she wasn't dying. The vibrator flickered around her clit. Kim spread her legs until the tendons on the insides of her thighs were stretched and stinging. The vibrator circled her clit again, whipped the little nubbin to madness, drew a flooding fountain of goo from her cunt. Then the vibrator was sliding up into her, like a torpedo burrowing into the bowels of a ship. Kim wailed. Jenny's warm, lush body was beside her, half on her, and it was the most natural thing in the world to seek the red-head's mouth, to mingle tongues and lips and teeth in a passionate, devouring kiss.
Kim was oblivious to everything but her lust as she was raped by the vibrator, seduced by the sweet scented softness of Jenny's voluptuous curves. Breasts squashed against breasts, nipples dug into nipples as Jenny swarmed over Kim's lithe frame. Their legs twisted and twined in a tangle. The vibrator pumped in and out, in and out. Every whirring stroke released still more juices from Kim's already sodden cunt. She clutched desperately at Jenny, twisted her legs around Jenny's, and humped and fucked herself on the still-pistoning electric dick. Soon she was cumming. The searing fireball left her gasping for air.
Kim roused slowly, with a feeling of horror and fear and amazement. Then she sought oblivion by snuggling against her feminine lover. Sweaty breasts mashed against sweaty breasts, streaming pussies ground against cum-slick thighs.
"Oh, my God," Kim moaned at last.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," Jenny purred contentedly.
Kim's mind went back to high school and the hideous tales of what the gym teacher did to girls she managed to snare in her perverted web. Now, instead of sickness and disgust, all Kim felt was wonder. Why had she been denying herself so long? She couldn't say she felt lust or desire for Jenny. But she couldn't deny the pleasure she had so unexpectedly stumbled on, either.
Kim realized that she had known it was going to happen the moment she had accepted Jenny's invitation to come over. Kim gazed thoughtfully up at the sun-bright ceiling and writhed sensuously against her neighbor.
"Wow," Jenny sighed at last. "It's never been like that before."
"Have you... ever done anything like it before?" Kim asked hesitantly.
"Neither have I."
"I don't regret it."
"Me neither," Kim said.
"How about a shower?"
"Together?" Kim asked, her pussy sizzling at the thought. Before she had married she had had several affairs, and more than once shared a shower with a man.
"Of course!"
Kim felt more relaxed than she had in years when she stood and stretched, naked and unashamed, in front of the window. She noticed idly that the jump rope game had broken up. The girls had vanished. A delivery truck drove by, paused before rounding the corner. The driver looked at the house, and gaped when he saw her standing there naked, facing him. She waved at him, then laughed when he stalled the engine of his truck. With a wiggle of her tail she turned and followed Jenny to the bathroom. At least one man in the world had noticed her.
And at least one woman wanted her. Under the cool waterfall from the showerhead, they stroked and fondled each other with soapy hands. Kim loved lifting Jenny's hash, heavy breasts and letting them slide over her hands. She pressed her thumbs down on the pink buds so she could feel them squirm under the pressure. Then Jenny pinched Kim's tits hard, and Kim moaned as flames lashed her loins.
Slowly, challengingly, Kim stroked a soapy hand down Jenny's body, down toward her sodden red curls. Jenny responded by thrusting her pussy forward and spreading her legs.
Tenderly, excitingly, Kim lathered Jenny's muff, pressed the wiry, soapy-soft curls and flesh. Kim let her fingers curl under Jenny's pussy, between her thighs, felt the way her sex yielded. Jenny's green eyes glazed with lust as her cunt was expertly massaged.
Then Kim slipped a finger into Jenny's slit, and found the other woman's cunt hole. Her eyes on Jenny's, Kim slipped her finger slowly into the hot, embracing channel. She probed, deeper and deeper into Jenny's shaft. Kim eased her hand between Jenny's thighs as she reached for the bottom of her cave.
Jenny's hand cupped Kim's pussy, and Kim inadvertently curled the finger she had in Jenny's nest. Jenny moaned, and Kim wiggled her finger in Jenny's slippery shaft. Kim felt a finger slide slowly into her own cunny, and moaned, and let her feet slide apart on the slippery tiles. Rivers of water from the shower were curling around her breasts.
It was a lust duel as they stood there in the shower, fingers sunk in each other. It was a question of which of them would collapse first. Kim slipped her thumb along Jenny's slit, found her clit, and diddled it delicately. Jenny gave a gargling moan and sagged back against the shower wall. She slipped a second finger into Kim's cunt. The two fingers fucked the walls of the tunnel into convulsions. Kim's legs threatened to give way under her as she leaned forward against Jenny and felt the other woman's hot, water and soap-slick skin against hers.
"Let's go to the bed again," Kim moaned, knowing they were heading inexorably for the last, ultimate act.
"Hurry," Jenny urged. They rinsed and toweled dry with frantic haste.
Still damp, they tumbled onto the bed. Deliberately, Kim resisted the urge to dive for the heart of Jenny's auburn snatch. Instead, she ground her pussy against Jenny's thigh as she felt Jenny's twat grating against hers.
Finally, when it got to be too much for her, Kim yielded, lowered her head to Jenny's breasts. Tenderly at first, she suckled on one pink nipple, then the other. At the same time, Kim turned and squirmed on the bed, dangled one of her own breasts over Jenny's mouth. Jenny's lips closed on Kim's tit, and Kim thought she was going to die as flames roared through her. She felt Jenny's tongue rasp against her titty, and dug her teeth into Jenny's breast and pinched the rubbery nipple against the roof of her mouth. Tearing her aching breast from Jenny's sucking maw, Kim presented her other one, and groaned as that nipple, too, was battered into rigidity.
Slowly, driving herself mad with the anticipation, Kim eased her way down Jenny's trim torso to the red thicket of her twat. Kim licked her way toward the red forest, painted a wet stripe down Jenny's heaving belly. Kim tasted sweat and soap as she explored the other woman's navel. She felt her own belly button being probed by a hot worm of woman tongue.
The scent of Jenny's pussy swirled around Kim's head. She felt her lust and hunger rising from the rich aroma. She took a mouthful of Jenny's, wiry bush, used her lips to pull the curls straight, felt the soft labes drag outwards from the tugging.
After a momentary pause to pick a pubic hair off her tongue, Kim obeyed the urging of her guts and at last lowered her mouth to the warm, humid, fragrant nest between Jenny's thighs. She felt Jenny's hot breath on her pussy as she slipped her tongue shyly between the soft, hairy labes, got her first taste of woman juice. She found it delicious, and eagerly probed deeper, stroked her tongue along the distended petals of Jenny's inner twat.
Her tongue found the hole, and slowly burrowed into Jenny's vagina. Cupping her hands under Jenny's butt, Kim lifted the woman's hips. Her lips sucked on Jenny's twat as her tongue bored into the streaming channel. Kim ground her jaw against Jenny's pubic arch as she felt her clit being pulverized into a searing haze by Jenny's jaw.
Jenny struck pay dirt, fastened on Kim's clit. Kim rammed her hips down on Jenny's face as the eager red-head sucked and tongued the mini-penis, pinched it with her teeth.
Kim responded in kind -- sought Jenny's protruding nubbin under its monk-like hood. Her lips closed around the nerve-bundle. She sucked, dragged it out as far as it would go. Then she flicked her tongue across the bud, and felt Jenny's thighs clamp around her head. Burying her nose in Jenny's streaming twat, Kim drew on the other woman's clit as if it was a breast that would, yield milk.
Kim's innards were being creamed by the Sapphic lust raging through her. The mouth that was tormenting her clit showed no sign of tiring, no sign of giving up the battle. The pleasure roared higher and higher and higher, until the world was awash in the smell of woman cum. Kim abandoned herself to the cataclysmic cuming and did her damnedest to create in Jenny the same towering eruption of pleasure. Jenny's thighs opened and closed on Kim's ears like clapping hands as Kim raped Jenny's slit over and over and over again, stroked her tongue from clit to cunt time after time after time. Kim tormented the clit, then scooped up the thick cum from the channel below.
Finally, as carnal convulsions knotted her whole body, and her cumming raged to an unbelievable peak, she stuffed her face into Jenny's pussy as hard as she could. Jenny bucked and heaved. Still hunching head to crotch, they rolled to their sides. The jerking heaves wrenched at them until they were drained and exhausted.
With a soft groan, Kim let go of Jenny's ass and rolled to her back and pillowed her head on Jenny's thigh. Her cheeks were sticky with a lovely mix of spit and cum. She sucked a deep, sex-scented lungful of air in through her slimy nose.
After catching her breath, she rolled her head on Jenny's leg, and stared at the sodden wreck of Jenny's cunt. The inner labes were still swollen and protruded from the hairy slit. The rich red muff was kinky and stringy with spit and cream. Kim felt her own twat getting crusty from the slowly drying juices.
"That," Jenny panted softly, "is the kind of thing that could put the vibrator makers out of business."
"And men, too?" Kim asked, knowing what her own answer to the question was.
"Uh uh," Jenny sighed. "Never!"
"This is fun. But only once in a while."
"Yeah. It'll never replace a good old-fashioned cock up the cunt."
Which reminded Kim of how long it had been since she had had a cock in her cunt. "Damn," she said miserably.
"Walter?" Jenny asked.
"Walter," Kim agreed.
"And George," Jenny added.
"Have you... have you ever been unfaithful to George?"
Kim felt Jenny's head shake on the inside of her thigh. "Only with my ever-ready special."
"Maybe I should get a vibrator," Kim mused.
"It's really a poor imitation," Jenny grunted.
"Like what we just did. It's okay once in a while, for variety. But there are times when only the real thing will do."
"Yeah. I love Walter."
"And I love George."
"What are we going to do?" Kim asked.
"I know what I'd like to do right now," Jenny answered.
"Have a nice refreshing swim, and a nice cold vodka and something."
Kim noticed suddenly how dry her mouth was, and bow sticky and sweaty she had gotten. "Let's go to the club. My treat."
"Okay. I'll buy lunch next week."
"It's a deal."
Kim fidgeted around the locker, picking things tap and putting them down again. Her stomach was tight and nervous. Her ears were cocked for the sound of footsteps in the corridor. A hot worm of horniness was slowly gnawing its way through her guts.
For the twentieth time, at lent, she started to get dressed. But her desperate need wouldn't let her get off that easily. It was wrong, it was crazy, but she had to do it, or at least try.
God help her if anyone saw it happen. The sewing circle vultures would descend on the carcass of her reputation and, gloating and chuckling with bitchy glee, strip it to the bone.
Kim decided that it was either so simple it couldn't fail, or so simple it was sure to. It was crazy. She thought it through again, until she reached the part where her pussy started to burn and she couldn't think any more. She had no idea what would happen beyond that point.
A sudden clink and clatter from Perry's locker made Kim freeze. Carefully, she turned toward the hole, and cursed herself for a fool. Obviously, Perry had been waiting for her! For a moment she considered dropping the whole plan. Letting him watch her masturbate had been quite a thrill, after all.
Then she thought of his trim body and beautiful cock, and stiffened her resolve. She had to get closer to that sleek prick. Her lust flared hotter and she began to shake with nervousness.
"Perry McBride, are you in then?" she called, trying to keep her voice level.
She waited a moment, sensing his sudden fright. Deliberately, noisily, she opened her door, but stayed in the locker. "I know you're there, Perry. And I know about the peep hole. Now I want you to come over here, right now. My door is unlocked. All you have to do is walk in."
The silence was so thick she could almost hear his sweat drops hitting the floor. She ignored her own stomach-twisting case of nerves.
"Perry, I'm going to give you until the count of ten to come over here," Kim said firmly. "If you aren't here by then, I'll go out to the front desk and make out a complaint about the hole you drilled in the wall."
She wouldn't really do it, of course. He would be in a real mess if she did. He hadn't done anything new -- people had been doing it since Adam and Eve. And besides, the voyeurism and exhibitionism were better than nothing.
She had reached seven when she heard his locker door opening. At nine her locker door opened very slowly and hesitantly, and the frightened youngster slipped into the muggy shade of the locker.
"Close the door behind you," Kim ordered softly. "And lock it."
When he hesitated, she smiled. "I'm not going to hurt you. I don't bite!"
As he locked the door, she studied him. For several days she had watched him around the pool. That was what had led her to this. Just the sight of him made her pussy steam with desire.
He was a loner, basically. Most boys his age were either horsing around and showing off for the girls, or off playing baseball or something. Perry was always thoughtfully attentive to the younger kids, intensely shy with the girls, and deferential and polite with his elders.
And he was so... so pretty it made her mouth water. She stood with her arms folded, and eyed him as he pressed his back against the door. The glare over the top made it hard to see his face.
She changed her own position, moved over to the wall that had the spy hole in it. She tried to appear casual and relaxed, though inside she was steaming. "Sit down, if you want," she said softly. He was watching her like a rabbit watching a snake.
She took a deep breath. "I know you spy on me when I'm undressed," she began nervously. He started to open his mouth. She didn't give him a chance to say anything. "I've known about it for over a week."
Perry's mouth opened and he began stuttering apologies. She stopped him with a wave of her hand, and felt her tits harden in her bikini bra. She was nearing the crutial point. "You're not stupid," she noted. "If you'll stop and think, you'll realize that there are several things I could have done to stop it any time I wanted. I could have called your parents and complained, talked to the director of the pool, or I could have corked the hole with something."
"Yes'm," Perry whispered, mortified.
"But I didn't," she noted, talking a deep breath. Her chest ached with nervousness and horniness. "I didn't, because I didn't mind. I don't mind you peeking at me. As a..." She stopped to swallow the lump in her throat. "As a matter of fact, I have enjoyed knowing you were... looking at me. Lots of girls, women are like that. It's very flattering to know you like to look at me naked."
His eyes began to shine at this revelation.
"But, I think, to be fair, you should let me see you naked," she went on, her cunt clenching and unclenching. She didn't mention that she had, spied on him once, and wondered if he knew about it. She hadn't spied on him since, much as she had wanted to, for fear he might catch on and be frightened off.
When he didn't say anything she prodded gently, saying, "Well?"
"I... I guess so," he stammered hoarsely. He didn't make any move to take off his bathing suit. She wondered if he wore a jock strap.
Smoke coiled up from the bonfire of her lust. She could feel her bikini bottom getting wet with pussy seepings. "Maybe it would be easier if I got undressed first?" she asked, and, not waiting for him to answer, reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Casually, more casually than she felt, she let it slip off her breasts. She felt her nipples swell and pulse with arousal as air touched them. As gracefully as she could, she hung the bra up.
Then, just as if she was alone, she skinned the bottom of her suit down her long, shapely legs and stepped out of it. She made no attempt to conceal her brown-muffed pussy. She gave him a good look at the graceful lines of her body, the curve of her ass, the mature weight of her breasts. Then she turned away from him and hung the suit bottom up.
She felt his eyes on her. He was only two feet away. Her horniness boiled higher. She turned back toward him, saw the way he was licking his lips, saw the shine in his eyes as he glanced from her face to her tits to her pussy, and back to her tits. His eyes didn't rest for a moment -- they skipped from one part of her body to another. She could almost feel his hot, eager looks as actual touches.
In a sensuous motion, she stroked her hands up her naked torso and over her breasts. She ended the move in a nervous, muscle-and-joint-cracking stretch that left nothing to his imagination. Then she writhed like a cat in heat tantalizing a horny tom.
There was a mammoth, uncomfortable-looking bulge in his bathing suit. From the looks of it, he did wear a jock. And, if he did, he had to be in agony.
When he didn't make any move to strip, she took the bull by the horns. "Perry, all I have to do is show Mr. Carmichael the hole in the wall and you won't be allowed back for the rest of the year," she said softly, knowing how much swimming meant to him, knowing also that she would never do it.
"You wouldn't!" His hands opened and closed nervously as his eyes skated over her sleek nudity.
"Take off your bathing suit, and I won't have to," she said quietly.
Then he did take his eyes off her. He stand grimly, humbly, ashamedly down at himself as he fumbled with the string of his suit. When he got the cord tangled in a knot, he picked at it desperately. His terror increased his clumsiness.
Just as he was about to burst into tern, Kim took pity on him. Going over to him, she shifted him away from the door so sunlight spilled over his tanned and freckled shoulders and she could see what she was doing. Then she cased his hands away from the knotted cord, and carefully began picking it apart with her long, tapered nails.
As she worked, she felt his eyes on her bare breasts. She didn't look at his face. "You may touch my breasts if you want," she told him softly.
The first touch of his fingers was like the kiss of a butterfly. Her nipples felt as if they were about to split. She fit his fingers press her boots as if he couldn't believe the wait, live softness of them. He bumped his fingers over her distended tits, made them flaw hot as stars. Her legs began to shake with desire.
She finally got the knot loose. She tugged and dragged at his suit, revealed a strained, tormented jock strap. Very carefully and tenderly, she liberated his thrusting tower, let it stand out from his strawberry blond bush. She wanted to curl her fingers around his jutting shaft, feel its heat, its hardness, its vigor and arousal. Instead, she shoved his jock and suit down, around his thighs.
Then, gently slipping out of his grasp, she knelt and pulled his suit the rest of the way down. He stepped out of it, and, with a casualness she didn't feel, she got up and hung it beside hers.
When she turned back, he made a token, totally futile effort to conceal his cock from her gaze. She disarmed him, eased his hands aside, and curled her fingers around his cock shaft. She was rewarded by an almost instantaneous spurt of crystalline pre-cum. Curious and horny beyond belief, she touched a finger to that gleaming drop, then lifted her finger to her mouth.
A shiny, gossamer strand of the viscous fluid stretched from finger to dick tip.
She tasted his seepings as he watched, astonished. At the same time, she fingered his pecker, smeared his slime over his hot meat. He tasted good -- sort of salty -- which surprised her.
"Touch me again," she ordered as she fondled his cock. She slipped her fingers down under, found his balls. She felt them contract defensively and curled her hand around them, cupped them. They lowered their gentle weight, nestled in her palm like live eggs.
His hands cupped her breasts, pressed, and her nipples tried to burrow through his palms. He formed living bra cups for her boobs and her whole body felt the warmth of his hands.
She skated her thumb over the tip of his dick, slid on the thick coating of juices. By moving her fingers up the underside of his dick, she could milk drops from him at will.
"Could I... could I kiss them?" Perry asked.
Kim gulped as a red-hot knot the size of a volleyball formed in her chest. "If... you'd like," she whispered.
She held his dick still, and braced herself. He only came up to her chin, so he barely had to bow his head. She felt his lips touch her nipple. An electric current lashed her nerve paths to flame. She squeezed his dick, hard, then released it and began stroking his tousled blond locks. He nuzzled her clit, then sucked on it. She felt her cunt spasm madly. He suckled on her breasts like a baby, first one and then the other. But he wasn't feeling the hunger of any baby. Her insides were steaming with horniness.
Her hips began to hump as he nursed and nursed on her, fired her lust with his mouth. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pressed his face against her cushioned chest, felt his teeth dig into her tender flesh. His hands were on her, on her chest, curling under her breasts while his mouth worked on the tips.
"Enough," Kim gasped at last and forced herself to ease him away from her burning breasts.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, frightened.
"It's all right," she assured him quickly. "It just felt... too good. It felt fantastic!"
"Did you cum?" he asked, startling her with his bluntness and innocence.
"Cum? Uh, no."
"Oh," he said, obviously disappointed. "You don't know much about sex, do you?"
"No sex-education class in school?"
He shook his head. "It got cut from the school budget."
Kim was glad she and Walter had helped vote the budget down -- though not for economic reasons.
"I saw you... uh... playing with yourself once," Perry said.
"Oh?" This, of course, she knew. But his admission, and the memory of the event, made her excitement twist tighter. "How much did you see?"
"Not much," he admitted glumly. "I saw you put your fingers in yourself -- and the suntan cream."
"Do you know where I put them?" Kim asked, her chest banded with steel.
"Uh-uh," he admitted, shaking his head. She choked on the next question. "Would you... would you like to see?"
Perry acted as if she had offered him a million dollars, tax free. "Yeah!" He started to bend down.
"Wait. I'll sit down and you can kneel on the floor." She eased onto the bench, lifted one foot to it, then spread her thighs wide and exposed her snatch. She saw him shaking as he sank down at her feet. Slouching, she eased her ass to the edge of the bench.
"You can touch me, if you want," she assured him softly.
She looked down as his hands neared her pussy. Then his fingers touched her springy curls, stroked them curiously. A hair caught in his fingernail and tugged, stinging, at her labes.
"Watch," she said, putting her hands on the outer edges of her pussy lips. She opened them like the valves of a clam, unveiled the shining pink heart, of her crotch to his astonished gaze. The air on her sopping folds felt like dry ice. It dried her juices, and triggered another sticky, slippery flood.
"Gosh!" he gasped.
Keeping her twat open, she slid one finger down to the weeping pucker of her cock socket. "That's my vagina," she explained, more clinically than she was feeling. "Just above it is my urethra. And, above it, sort of tucked in under that little hood, is my clitoris, or clit."
"What does it do?"
"It's... the part that... really turns a woman on when it's touched," Kim explained.
"Can I touch it?"
Kim braced herself before she agreed. But the touch of his finger against her nerve-nub still made her groan. Perry kept touching her clit, kept making it wriggle and squirm.
"Enough," she said at last.
He jerked his hand away from her clit guiltily. "Sorry," he apologized.
"It's okay," she said, panting, shuddering.
"Your vagina is where you put your fingers," Perry stated after a moment of silence.
"And that's... uh... where I'd put my... uh cock, if I was to fuck you," he added. "Uh-huh," she agreed, her throat knotting. "Could I?" he asked hesitantly. "Why don't you... put your finger in me, first," she whispered.
She felt his finger slip shyly between her slippery folds. She let her head sag back against the wall as a wave of lust raged through her, made her spread her legs even wider than before. She felt his finger worm around in her as he explored the velvety walls of her clutching tunnel. Then he touched her clit again, at the same time, and she moaned and her hips rolled on the hard bench.
"Kiss it," she whispered.
"KISS IT?!" He was shocked to the core by the suggestion.
"Please," she moaned. "My clit, kiss my clit. You'll like it, honest you will! You'll like it."
She felt hot breath on her clit. Then his lips touched her slick petals, and a flame front of ecstasy roared through her. Releasing her pussy lips, she grasped his head and guided his mouth to her clit. He kissed her, sucked a tiny bit, slipped her bud between his lips. His finger was squirming in, her vagina as his tongue stroked her firing pin closer and closer to the flash point.
"Awww," she moaned. "I'm cuming," she wailed softly. "Awww, I'm cumming." Her voice trailed off, became a senseless gargle as the flames flogged her senseless. Shuddering and whimpering, she pushed his mouth away from her twat.
"Did you cum?" he asked excitedly. "Did you really cum?"
Kim nodded weakly. "I really did."
"Gosh!" Then he frowned. "I guess you won't want to fuck now."
Kim chuckled and felt her pussy clench with desire. "Oh yes I will," she assured him. "Oh yes I will."
"You will!" He started to get to his feet.
"But wait a minute, okay?"
"Okay," he said, disappointed.
"Don't worry," she assured him. "We'll fuck. You're kind of excited right now."
"Well, sure!"
"And that means," she went on, "that you wouldn't last very long inside me."
"And that means it wouldn't be as good for me as it could be, nor as good for you, for that matter."
Perry mulled this over. He was sitting on the floor with his legs slightly apart. He had his arms around his knees. His cock was a throbbing monument to horniness. "Gosh, what should I do?"
Kim felt her joints and muscles creak as she moved the foot she had had on the bench to the floor, "Sit here," she ordered, patting the bench.
When Perry scrambled to his feet, his dick swayed and flapped, flung a thick drop of lubricating juice away. He sat down on the edge of the bench. Kim slipped to the floor. She moved around, knelt in front of him. She kept her thighs tight together and her back straight. Her breasts jutted out proudly. Reaching up, she put her hands on his knees and eased them apart.
"What're you going to do?" he asked, his voice cracking.
She had a wicked gleam in her eyes. "I," she said carefully, "am going to suck your cock."
His gulp was rather loud. Focusing her attention on his thrusting dork, she eased forward between his legs, and reached for the jutting tool. Tenderly, she gripped the base with thumbs and forefingers. The gentle grip produced a flood of clear juice from the tiny slit. The thick fluid slithered down his dick and pooled against one of her thumbs.
Leaning forward over his cock, she licked the tip delicately. She tasted his seepings, inhaled his warm scent. There we an animal attraction to the aroma of his seepings, his sweat, even the sour smell from his humid groin. She licked his dick tip again, stroked the velvety cap, coated her tongue with his leakings.
His prick was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen! His sparse pubic patch was a delicate pale reddish shade. His prick shaft was ivory pale, ribbed with bulging veins, collared by a hazy pink circumcision scar. The head was pink and bluish. On the underside, towards her, the groove between shaft and cap arrowed up toward the slit at the tip. The touch of her tongue on that point brought a throbbing, oozing response. She lapped up the results eagerly.
Then she opened her mouth wide, and carefully cased it down over his cock. The first contact was with the back of her tongue. Her throat spasmed in a gag reflex.
She closed her lips around his pecker, pressed her tongue against the underside, and slowly pulled upwards. His dick slid through her lips and along her tongue.
Then, resting her arms on his smooth thighs, she eased her head down again, and began, very slowly and easily, to slide her mouth up and down his cock. She put her fingers on the part of his dick that she couldn't get in her mouth.
It didn't take long. She knew it wouldn't. She felt his hips shifting and shoving as his lust boiled higher. She could see the hard tenseness in his gut as she slurped on his pecker. His thighs trembled, his legs closed on her, pressed in on the sides of her breasts. Her tits were just brushing the hard edge of the bench. They were burning like fire, making her pussy water blindly.
The first spurt of his cum felt like a bullet ripping down the barrel of a rifle. She felt his prick tube squirm as the thick gobbet coursed along it. She felt it with her fingers, then with her tongue. She sucked, just as the first burning wad spattered the back of her mouth. The thick fluid spilled down onto her tongue, triggered the impulse to swallow, and a flood of spit from her salivary glands.
The spurts came in powerful jets. She felt each as a hot prod at the back of her mouth. They reminded her of when she used to drink from a squirt gun when she was a child. Only this fluid wasn't cool and tasteless and thin. It was thick and gooey. It was hot and heavy with the flavor of sex. The scent of semen flooded her head. She swallowed and gulped the creamy jizz, pressed the spurting shaft with her tongue, milked it with her hands in an effort to drain it dry, to keep it spurting for as long as possible. She wanted to wring the last drops of pleasure out of the act for him, as well as the last drops of his first load of the day.
When the spurting finally became twitches and seeping, she stroked his dick from base to tip with her hands. With her mouth embracing just the rubbery head, she sucked hard, dragged the last delectable morsels from his cock.
She didn't stop sucking until his pecker was rubbery and shriveled. She had sucked the stuffings right out of it! Then she sat back and wiped off her chin. She looked up, saw the look of contentment on his face. His smooth, hairless chest was rising and falling evenly.
"Wow!" he said at last. "That we better... better than..."
"Better than when you use your hand?" she asked softly.
"How did you know I did that?" he demanded. Kim bit her lip. "I could lie, and say that I only suspected you did it."
"But you knew!"
Kim bit her lip again and nodded. She was feeling a little ashamed of herself. "I, alt, did some spying myself," she confessed, wondering how he would react.
"Oh?" Surprise. "Oh!"
"Well, you did it to me," she pointed out defensively. Then she went soft and admiring, and patted his drained pecker. "You are awfully handsome, you know."
"I am?"
He looked down at himself. "Lots of guys are a lot hairier than I am."
"I like men without much hair," she assured him.
"Huh!" He thought for a moment, frowned wryly. "Well, no fuck today."
"Why not?"
He gestured at his drained dick. "Used up."
Kim fought down a knowing smile. "Well, would you like to have lunch with me?"
"Is it lunch time already?"
"I've got some baked ham at home. And lots of milk and cola, and an overloaded cookie jar," she told him, resorting to bribery.
"I was gonna have lunch here," he said vaguely.
"Mine's free."
"I guess we better get dressed, huh?"
"You know my car?"
"Uh, yeah. The yellow two-seater."
"I'll meet you outside the back gate, okay?"
Discretion made her say that. If he was seen leaving with her, tongues would be sure to wag. "Look like you're hitch-hiking, okay?"
"Can I watch you dress?"
She almost said he could, then changed her mind. "Later on, maybe. You go to your locker and remember where to meet me."
She punched the garage door opener when they were still half a block away. The door began rumbling down before she shut the motor off. When Perry started to open his door, she stopped him, made him wait until the garage door was all the way closed.
"Okay," she said at last, opening her door. If her secretive behavior puzzled him he gave no sign of it. He followed her into the kitchen and gazed around the sunlit room curiously. She tried to ignore the hot tenseness in her innards and began bustling about.
"What'll it be?" she asked. "A sandwich?"
"Uh, you got any peanut butter?"
"Yeah, sure, if that's what you want."
"With jelly, please, and milk to drink."
"Here, you make your sandwich, and I'll get the drinks," she suggested.
As they ate in silence, she wondered if kids had changed much since she had been one.
"Perry?" she began hesitantly.
"Yeah?" he asked warily.
She wondered if she should call the whole thing off. Then she thought about what they had already done, and decided that stopping now was ridiculous. "What's the blood oath of secrecy for kids today?"
She tried again. "What's the most sacred oath you can take? Cross your heart and hope to die? Something like that?"
"Oh, never mind," she snorted, angry with herself. "What difference would it make anyway? You... won't tell anyone about what we've done, will you?"
"Tell? Gosh, no!"
Kim combed slender fingers through her short curls, then nodded curtly. "Good. It would cause both of us a lot of trouble if anyone found out."
"Yeah, I guess so."
Kim's belly squirmed as she eyed him. Her skin was crawling with anticipation. He seemed to be lingering over his food.
"Had enough?" she asked when at last he began slowing down.
"Gee, yeah, thanks," he sighed contentedly. "They were really good."
"Glad you liked them," she noted, getting up nervously.
"Guess I'll be heading back to the pool now," he said.
She whirled toward him, stunned.
"Don't worry about driving me," he added. "It isn't far. I can walk."
His hand was on the door knob. "Thanks for the..."
"You aren't really going to leave, are you?" she asked, fear congealing her guts.
"Well, uh, you did say for lunch," he noted, confused.
Understanding dawned, and with it a wave of laughter that bordered on hysteria. She fought it down when she saw his fear and embarrassment. "You thought I meant just lunch?" she asked softly.
Perry gulped. "Didn't you?"
Seemingly by accident, she unbuttoned the top button of her blouse and rubbed the soft skin gracefully. He stood at the back door like a statue. His hand was still on the knob. She walked over to him. Her fingers touched his tee-shirted chest, stroked his developing pectoral muscles. His nipples hardened. "I thought, we should... uh... continue your education," she whispered. "Now, why don't you undress me?"
"Undress you?" he squeaked.
She smiled. "How to undress a girl is one of the most important things a boy can learn."
"How to undress a girl?"
"You start," she said, "by feeling her breasts through clothes, like this." She stroked his chest with her fingers. Her lust rose at the feel of his warm body under the thin shirt.
His hands brushed her breasts, pressed them through her blouse, wrinkled her bra cups. When his shy fingers stroked over the peaks, her nipples began to ache inside her bra.
She slid her hands down and eased his tee shirt up, bared his flat, trim stomach. Below his navel a thin line of golden hair disappeared into the waist of his jeans. She rumpled his shirt up, then, barely breaking his touch on her still-concealed breasts, eased it off him.
"Then you unbutton her blouse," she went on, exploring his satin skin with her fingertips. "And ease it back off her shoulders."
She let it drop to the floor. Goosebumps of excitement covered her arms and shoulders as he licked his lips and stared at her bra.
This time he didn't need any prompting to touch her bra-cupped boobs. She held her shoulders back, thrust her tits out for his exploration. Her horniness raged higher. Unable to restrain herself, she unbuckled his belt, ran his fly down. His dick surged out against his underpants as his jeans flopped open and slid down his slender legs. Her hands dove inside his underpants and in seconds she had hold of his cock.
Then she let go of his prick and turned her back on him. She reached behind herself and jammed his underpants down his thighs, exposed his cock and balls. "Unhook my bra," she ordered softly. "And then slide your hands around and hold my breasts."
She clutched his pecker and leaned back against him as he fondled her soft mounds. She tactilely measured its length, girth, and hardness.


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Mother Jones Video from the Fringe: Still Hoping (and Praying) to Stop Obama
These folks really, really need a hobby. Inventing legal theories to fulfill your own private presidential fantasies hasn't been working out so well.
5 comments:
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It is easy to dismiss this particular group of morons but the OKC bombing showed me the power of morons to wreak havoc.
- December 19, 2008 at 8:57:00 PM CST
Yeah, we in Oklahoma seem to have that kind of power out the wazoo.
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They are in denial. They still have anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance to work through.
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So...rather than inventing a controversy and inevitably go down in flames for their lost cause, why not devote their energy and resources to voicing conservative issues to the Obama administration? People would be MUCH less likely to brush them aside as a bunch of morons if they attempted to participate in their government in a constructive manner.
Your preferred candidate didn't get elected. Well, that's all the more reason to work hard within the system to get your voice heard. Very, very few people give credibility to an argument that is not rooted in logic, fact, and the law.
Well, aside from matters of religion, that is.
- December 20, 2008 at 12:26:00 PM CST
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Normal Achievements for Dragon Age: OriginsHome / PC - Windows /
This page contains Dragon Age: Origins Unlockables for PC - Windows called "Normal Achievements" and has been posted or updated on Jan 22, 2010 by brie543214. Let us know what you think of this Unlockable by thumbs voting.
- Developer: BioWare
- Publisher: Electronic Arts
- Genre: Role-Playing PC-style RPG
- Release Date: Nov 3, 2009
- ESRB: Mature
Normal Achievements
Complete one of the following achievements to collect their Xbox Gamerscore points:
|How to Unlock:
|Annulment Invoker (20 GP)
|Sided with the templars in "Broken Circle".
|Archmage (25 GP)
|Main character achieved level 20 as a mage.
|Bhelen's Ally (20 GP)
|Sided with Bhelen in "A Paragon of Her Kind".
|Blight-Queller (25 GP)
|Killed 1000 darkspawn.
|Bloodied (10 GP)
|Completed an origin story without the main character ever falling in battle.
|Bully (10 GP)
|Succeeded at five difficult Intimidate attempts.
|Casteless (10 GP)
|Completed the Dwarf Commoner origin story.
|Ceremonialist (20 GP)
|Defied the Cult of Andraste in "The Urn of Sacred Ashes".
|Conscripted (10 GP)
|Completed the City Elf origin story.
|Corrupted (10 GP)
|Completed the Dalish Elf origin story.
|Easy Lover (10 GP)
|Experienced the thrill of romance with Zevran.
|Educated (15 GP)
|Used a tome to improve the main character's attributes, talents, spells, or skills.
|Elite (30 GP)
|Main character learned two specializations.
|First Knight (10 GP)
|Experienced the thrill of romance with Alistair.
|Grey Warden (20 GP)
|Killed 100 darkspawn.
|Harrowed (10 GP)
|Completed the Magi origin story.
|Harrowmont's Ally (20 GP)
|Sided with Harrowmont in "A Paragon of Her Kind".
|Heavy Hitter (10 GP)
|Main character inflicted 250 damage with a single hit.
|Hero of Redcliffe (20 GP)
|Completed "The Arl of Redcliffe".
|Hopelessly Romantic (25 GP)
|Across all playthroughs, experienced all possible romances.
|Kinslayer (10 GP)
|Completed the Dwarf Noble origin story.
|Last of Your Line (10 GP)
|Completed the Human Noble origin story.
|Last of the Wardens (20 GP)
|Completed Ostagar.
|Liberator (20 GP)
|Destroyed the Anvil of the Void.
|Magic Sympathizer (20 GP)
|Sided with the mages in "Broken Circle".
|Master Warden (25 GP)
|Killed 500 darkspawn.
|Master of Arms (25 GP)
|Main character achieved level 20 as a warrior.
|Menacing (20 GP)
|Succeeded at 10 difficult Intimidate attempts.
|Mercenary (20 GP)
|Complete 15 job-board quests.
|Perfectionist (50 GP)
|Across all playthroughs, discovered all possible endings.
|Persuasive (10 GP)
|Succeeded at five difficult Persuasion attempts.
|Pilgrim (10 GP)
|Completed a Chanter's Board quest.
|Poacher (20 GP)
|Sided with the elves in "Nature of the Beast".
|Pragmatist (20 GP)
|Preserved the Anvil of the Void.
|Rabble-Rouser (20 GP)
|Completed "The Landsmeet".
|Recruiter (25 GP)
|Across all playthroughs, recruited all party members.
|Sacrilegious (20 GP)
|Sided with the Cult of Andraste in "The Urn Of Sacred Ashes".
|Shadow (25 GP)
|Main character achieved level 20 as a rogue.
|Silver Tongued (20 GP)
|Succeeded at 25 difficult Persuasion attempts.
|Slayer (20 GP)
|Sided with the werewolves in "Nature of the Beast".
|Standard-Bearer (20 GP)
|Used the Grey Warden treaties to recruit all possible allies.
|Tinkerer (10 GP)
|Crafted an item.
|Traveler (35 GP)
|Set foot in every area in the game.
|Veteran (25 GP)
|Main character learned a specialization.
|Wine, Woman, and Song (10 GP)
|Experienced the thrill of romance with Leliana.
|Witch Gone Wild (10 GP)
|Experienced the thrill of romance with Morrigan.
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