Chapter 2
Several weeks went by. Jennifer didn't hear from Cal Harding. When she tried calling him at his office, his secretary said he was out of town and couldn't be reached.
She found herself returned to the old routine. Harry agreed to fuck once or twice a week, and even then without enthusiasm. When she tried to introduce something new to their lovemaking, he told her to stop acting like a child.
She moped around the house. She knew there were men out there somewhere who'd be happy to have an affair with her, but she didn't have her heart in looking for them. What did other women do? Her own friends never talked about it. If they had trouble with their marriages, they kept it to themselves.
One day Jennifer was driving back from a shopping center on the other side of town, when she stopped at a soft drink stand for a coke. A teenage boy sat next to her at the counter and they started talking.
She found out his name was Jimmy Austin and he lived not far from Jennifer. He went to the high school she'd gone to, and they talked about teachers they both knew, and the football team.
He was a cute kid of about sixteen. He had blonde hair, big blue eyes and freckles. And a great body. Jennifer found herself gazing down at his crotch more than once. He had on tight jeans, and the bulge in his fly was inviting.
She offered him a lift home. He climbed into the car next to her, and his male smell made her pussy flutter. Christ, she thought. What am I thinking of!
She drove off, her mind a maze of thoughts. She decided that age didn't really matter. If she was going to have an affair, what did it matter if he was a teenager? Kids nowadays got started early, so it wasn't as if she was seducing a virgin. Jimmy was no virgin. She could swear to that. Not the way he was eyeing her tits and ass and legs.
She smiled at him now, catching his eyes on her tits. He smirked and blushed, looking away. She felt the wetness between her thighs and tingling in her pussy. She hadn't had a good fuck in a long time. She wondered if this kid would know enough to give her a good hard fuck. She decided to take the bull by the horns.
"Would you like to come home with me and go to bed?" she said. "Huh?"
"I'm serious. I'd like it, if you're interested. Are you interested in fucking me?"
He hesitated. Then he grinned. "Shit, lady, sure!"
She sped home and pulled into the driveway. Once inside the house she closed the blinds and brought out two beers. She needed some booze so she wouldn't lose her courage. What she was doing was crazy, and maybe even dangerous. He was jailbait, after all. Then she saw the hot look on his face as he eyed her bouncing titflesh, and her knees felt weak. It was wonderful to be looked at like that, even if he was only a kid.
They sipped their beer and chatted. They were both nervous, and Jennifer didn't know how to get it started. Then she looked down at his crotch and saw the hard-on throbbing against his jeans.
"You've got a load in there, don't you?" she purred.
He blushed and tried to cover his crotch with his hands. "Don't be silly," she laughed. "That's a compliment to a woman, you know. You're not a virgin, are you, Jimmy?"
"Hell, no, Mrs. Parker," he croaked.
She ran her fingertips over the outline of his hard cock. He trembled and Jennifer smiled. She was in control of the situation, and it felt good. With a boy this age, she could call the shots. He'd be grateful for whatever she gave him. Kids his age always had hot pants. Well, she wouldn't mind getting reamed with his hungry teenage prick!
She ran her fingers up and down his cockshaft, pinching his cockhead and crooning.
"You keep looking at my boobs," she smiled. "Do you like them?"
"They're beautiful!"
"And I'll bet your cock is beautiful, too! I'd like to see it. Why don't you unzip your fly and bring it out?"
She moved her hand away from his crotch and sat back. When he hesitated, she giggled.
"I'll show you mine, if you'll show me yours!"
Snickering, he nodded. She quickly unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. She stared into his eyes and quivered as she pulled the cups of her bra away to reveal her large, pink-nippled tits.
The boy licked his lips and gasped. Her nipples were stiff and long. She flicked them with her fingertips and rolled them around.
"Hey, what about you!" she giggled.
He continued staring at her jiggling titflesh. When she prodded him again, he began to slowly pull his zipper down. Finally, he pulled his cock out of his fly, and she mewled at the sight of his fuckpole.
She put her hand on his fuck-meat, unable to resist running her fingers down his cockshaft and over his bloated knob. She ran her thumb over his pisshole and smeared the fluid over his pulsating bulb.
She cooed and purred over his prick, stroking his thick hard shaft and loving the feel of his male-meat dancing in her hand. He suddenly leaned over and grabbed one of her bouncing tits.
She grabbed his cock more firmly in response, pumping his cockshaft up and down with firm strokes of her fingers. He groaned, squeezing and fondling her hanging tit. Then he growled and stiffened as a thick wad of jism shot out of his cockhead and almost hit her in the face. She closed her fist around his rod and pumped him hard as he blasted his load.
Shot after shot of thick white jism exploded from his pisshole and hit her on her tits and shoulders and arms. She shivered as she milked his cock and drained his balls, her eyes wide and her pussy creaming. When the last drop of fuck oil was drained out of his eggs, she smiled at him and told him it was okay.
"Shit, I'm sorry!" he hissed.
"It's okay, honey," she cooed. "I'll get you hard again in no time. You'll see. It won't take long. Now you just sit back and let me do the work."
He was still half-hard. Such were the advantages of youth. A kid his age could get hard over and over again. She was excited by the prospect of being fucked by his lovely prick.
She massaged his cockshaft, rubbing the excess jism over his juicy knob. She squeezed his balls and ran her fingertips through his crotch hair. Then she leaned forward, her tits hanging down like two ripe melons.
"Touch me," she whispered.
She crooned with excitement as he touched her jiggling titflesh.
"Oh, yes, that's nice!" she murmured.
He groaned when she leaned down and closed her mouth over his oozing cockhead. Leaning back against the sofa, he closed his eyes and let her chew gently on his spongy knob. She worked her lips down his cockshaft, finally taking his cock all the way into her gullet until his cockhead was jabbing at the back of her throat.
She slid her hands around to grab his asscheeks and began fucking his cock with her mouth. She slid her mouth back and forth and up and down on his throbbing prick. It felt lovely in her mouth. She'd loved sucking Cal, but Jimmy's prick felt even better. There was something so fresh and innocent about his cock. So young.
She moved her mouth off his cockshaft and held only his cockhead in her mouth. She ran her tongue over his little slit, drinking up the cock-juice oozing out.
Her cunt quivered now, cuntjuice pouring out of her pussy. She wondered if she would come from just sucking the boy. Jimmy broke into her reverie when he suddenly grunted and started coming again.
Jennifer drank up jet after jet of jism as it splashed out of his cock and into her mouth. She swallowed convulsively, gulping down the sticky white fuck-cream, squeezing his cockshaft with her lips. She milked his cock, mewling with lust as he trembled and shivered through his second orgasm.
She sucked in a frenzy, unwilling to release his rod. When the last drop was squeezed out of his fuckpole she licked her lips and sat back, quivering with satisfaction.
She'd almost come while she was sucking him off. One more minute and she'd have gotten off. Almost, but not quite.
She got up and patted his cheek. "Come on, honey," she purred. "It's my turn, now. Let's get into bed and I'll get you hard again. Then you'll fuck my brains out, okay?"
She put her arm around his waist and led him down the hall into the bedroom. The fact that she was cheating on her husband in their marriage bed bothered her not one whit.
They stood next to the bed and she moved his hand over to her tits. She was getting a little tired of directing everything, but if she didn't direct he did nothing.
"I'd like you to suck my tits," she said. "Will you do that?"
He nodded, letting her push him down on the bed. She moved between his legs and crouched down, letting her tits hang over his mouth.
"Give them a good suck," she whispered. "It makes me hot to have my boobs sucked." He hesitantly extended his tongue and licked lightly over one stiff nipple. She moaned, holding her tits with both hands and feeding them into his mouth.
She told him to open his mouth wide and suck in as much titflesh as he could. He did as she told him, licking and sucking her titflesh with relish. He moved from one big globe to the other, gobbling up her titflesh as though he couldn't get enough.
She finally had to pull away from his mouth. Her tits were beginning to get sore, and besides, she wanted more.
She told him to take the rest of his clothes off, and then she led him into the bathroom. Not being sure when he'd had his last bath, she decided it wasn't a bad idea to shower together. In any case, it would be fun. Harry and she hadn't showered together in years. Not since the first year of their marriage. She missed it. She'd always like the intimacy of washing each other's bodies.
They stepped into the shower and she started fondling his cock and his cute little asscheeks. She couldn't keep her hands off of him. She fingered his balls and his asscrack. He squirmed under her touch, but his cock responded by getting hard again.
She soaped him up, running her lathered fingers over his arms and legs and chest. Then she made him turn around and she soaped up his back and his ass. She saved his crotch for last.
She soaped up his crotch hair and slipped her fingers between his asscheeks. She found his asshole and tickled the little grommet with a fingertip.
He grunted as she rubbed his shitter with one hand and fondled his balls with the other. He growled .when she pushed her thumb inside the puckered ring of his asshole. His asshole closed around her thumb, and she purred when she saw his cock twitch in the air.
He leaned against the tile and groaned as she began finger-fucking his asshole. She pistoned her thumb in and out of his little shitter, loving the feel of his muscles as they closed around her digit.
She continued pumping his cock and caressing his balls. When she saw that he was close to coming, she released him and pulled her thumb out of his ass.
Turning him around again to face her, she grinned at the look of lust in his eyes,-at his stiff cock throbbing with excitement.
"Now do me," she purred, handing him the bar of soap.
Her eyes narrowed as they raked over his trim young body. Her pussy fluttered at the feverish look on his flushed face.
She turned around and swayed her hips, knowing he wanted to put his hands on her cunt, but wanting to tease him for a while. She wanted to make him good and hot so when they fucked he'd give her a good hard fuck. That's what she needed so badly. A good hard fuck by a good stiff prick.
He began soaping up her back. She purred when he moved his hands over her asscheeks. She reached back and spread her asscheeks apart with her fingers, offering him her asshole.
"Give me a finger!" she hissed.
He ran his soapy hand up her asscrack, probing the puckered ring of her shitter and finally pushing a finger inside her hot shit-tube.
She moaned at the feel of his finger fucking in and out of her shitter. He plunged in and out slowly, jabbing her with his digit until she groaned and made him stop.
"Now my pussy," she whispered. "Finger my cunt!"
She held her tits up in her hands and spread her legs lewdly. The teenager lathered up her cunt bush, moving his fingers over her gaping cunt-meat.
She closed her eyes and licked her lips. She felt wanton. She'd never done anything like this in her life, and it felt wonderful. Life was too short to waste it. Life was meant to be enjoyed, and now for the first time in a long time she was enjoying it.
She suddenly remembered that Harry would be home soon. Much as she was enjoying herself, she had to get this kid out of here soon.
Grabbing his prick, she pulled him close to her and closed her lips over his in a hot kiss. She sucked his tongue into her mouth, their heads under the spray of water.
Finally she broke the kiss and pulled his fingers out of her cunthole. "Let's get out of here," she said. "Let's get into bed."
They scrambled out of the shower and quickly dried off. They went back to the bedroom and she stretched out on the bed with her legs pulled back to her tits and her thighs wide apart.
"Get into the saddle, baby," she purred. "Give me a good hard fuck. I haven't got all day."
The boy moved between her legs. His cock was rock-hard and deep pink, his pisshole brimming cockjuice. In a moment he was between her thighs and positioning his cockhead in the socket of her pussy.
"Stick it in!" she hissed.
Lurching forward, he pushed his prick into her cunthole. She gurgled, wrapping her legs around him and grabbing his ass. She pulled him into the saddle of her thighs until his cock was all the way inside her cunt-channel. His prick felt wonderful in her gash. His cockshaft rubbed against her clit on the outstroke, and she wailed with lust.
Waves of hot passion washed over her body as he began plunging his prick in and out of her cunthole. She knew she'd come soon. She was all primed for it. His spongy cockhead hit high up in her cunt-tunnel and his thick fuckpole throbbed against her cunt-walls.
Each time he pulled out, his cockshaft rasped against her quivering clit and she shivered at the sensations.
She came almost at once. Bucking her hips, she fucked back at his cock. She clutched his asscheeks, her nails digging into his flesh.
She cried out as he pumped his cock in a frenzy, slamming his fuckpole in and out of her clutching cunthole. His balls slapped her ass as she humped up off the bed, meeting him stroke for stroke.
Building up to another climax, she draped her legs over his shoulders so that her crotch was turned up, opening herself to him. She wanted his load blasted into her cunt. She urged him to come in her pussy, banging her feet against his back in wanton abandon.
"I'm gonna shoot!" he gasped through clenched teeth.
When he started shooting, her cunt convulsed in another orgasm. Thick gobs of rubbery white jism shot into her fuck-tube, setting off another convulsive spasm in her pussy.
Out of her mind with lust, she shoved a finger inside his asshole. A great roar came out of his throat as he fucked her cunt in an even wilder frenzy.
When he'd shot the last of his load into her cunt, they lay back against the pillows and rested. Neither spoke until Jennifer looked at the clock and told him he had to get out.
She watched him dress, lying against the pillows, yawning. She felt totally fulfilled and satisfied. When he was ready, she walked him to the front door and kissed him goodbye.
Well, the ice had been broken. She'd cheated on Harry with a teenage stud. And God hadn't struck her dead. Now she'd look for a real man.