Chapter 2
Her image in the floor-to-ceiling mirror in her bedroom smiled back at her. She stood stark naked, taking inventory.
"Not too bad for a thirty-year-old chick, Pat Jordan," she said to herself.
Her eyes were a deep blue, set in a wide, oval shaped face. Her skin was clear, and flushed a delicate pink from all the excitement of the morning. Her blonde hair fell in soft waves around her face. The bushy puff of hair between her legs barely hid her erect clit peeking back at her. She cupped her full breasts, rubbing her thumbs over her hard nipples. Their pink color matched the delicate hue of her parted lips. Her eyes dropped to her pussy. The driver had said he had never seen such a beautiful cunt! Pat had never really thought much about how pussies looked, or whether or not hers was pretty.
She slipped into a brief string bikini, brushing her hand over her flat stomach and down her long, curving thighs. She'd been a fool to turn deaf ears to all the wolf whistles her figure brought her. From now on, things would be different. Her clit still stood up, perky and very itchy. She ran a brush through her hair, and dabbed her mouth with a touch of lipstick. Her fingers shook slightly, but then, she had never set out to seduce a man before. And that was exactly what she intended to do. Now!
Pat cocked her head, listening, and smiled to herself. Jerry Ward, her neighbor, was out in his back yard with his power mower. Up to now, she had just nodded pleasantly to him over the vinecovered fence between their patios. He was about twenty-five, and as darkly handsome as she was blonde and fair. She realized, now, that she had idly thought about making love with him. More than once! But she'd been too shy to make any moves to test his willingness to fool around. Jerry's wife, Lynn, was a tiny thing. Pretty, in her own way, Pat guessed. But she didn't have the terrific boobs that Pat saw reflected in her mirror. She tugged the crotch of her bikini aside. And if she had a cunt as pretty and pink as this one-oh, hell, why was she wasting a beautiful summer morning admiring herself?
Pat found a towel and some suntan oil and hurried out to the patio. Settling on the lounge beside the pool, she untied the string to her halter and arranged the bikini top so it covered her nipples but left her breasts almost completely exposed.
When she heard the mower running closer to the fence, she smiled to herself and let her legs drift open. Stretching lazily, she deliberately let one nipple escape from under the bikini top. He mowed the same strip of grass four times, moving more slowly each trip. She could hardly suppress her smile when she heard the mower die. Now she'd see if she had the courage to carry her plan through.
Pat stretched out on the lounge, pushing the top aside and covering her bare breasts with her palms. She nestled down, pretending to fall asleep in the warm sun. Faintly, she heard the click of her patio gate. In a moment, a shadow fell across her almost naked body.
"Ummm ... sorry to bother you, Mrs. Jordan," she heard a deep male voice saying. "My mower's run out of gas, and I wondered...."
She opened her eyes slowly and smiled sweetly at him. Her hand came free of her hard-tipped breasts as she waved toward the garage.
"You'll probably find a can of gas on the shelf. Inside. Like me to help you look?"
She sat up very slowly, taking her time about draping the halter top over her swaying tits. Her cunt had suddenly begun to burn like fire! She was hot as could be!
He was standing very close to her. She could see the tip of his cock showing below the bottom of his brief shorts. She brushed against him as she got up. He followed her so closely that when she stopped to open the side door to the garage, his prick brushed right into her upturned palm.
"Oh, excuse me," she murmured softly. But her fingers stayed right on him, pressing slightly, while she pretended to have difficulty getting the door open.
It was darkly cool inside the garage. It seemed to her he breathed a bit more easily, now that they were out of sight of anyone outside. He must be really hot to trot, too!
"If you climb up on the workbench and reach to the top shelf, there should be some gas in the can up there," she smiled at him.
When he climbed, and reached up high, his shorts pulled up and she saw all of his cock. Damn! It looked so small. Even smaller than her husband's. He turned around, shaking the can. His cock tip was level with her parted lips. She didn't move back an inch.
"It's empty," he said. "Oh well, hell. I didn't really feel like mowing the lawn."
Their eyes met. He looked down into the deep valley between her tits and at the head of his cock dangling just an inch from her mouth.
"What do you feel like doing this morning?" she breathed. "Perhaps something like this?"
She moved closer to him. Her tongue flicked out and grazed the tip of his cock. Pat could not believe how bold she was acting!
He stood stock still, hesitant. Then he dipped down slightly so his cock eased into her open mouth.
"Jesus," he choked. Her hands slid up his legs, cupping his ass. Her mouth felt like a ring of fire around his cockhead. "I ... I've wanted to get with you since the first day we moved in," he muttered. "But ... ummm ... my wife is jealous. And so square. And you never seemed to even notice me."
His cock swelled and lifted. Pat's hands pushed his shorts up. She stepped back, watching his tool growing longer. And longer!
"You like to be licked, don't you?" she murmured.
He dropped the gas can and reached for her. His shaking hand lifted his cock and held it straight out for her.
"Yes! Hell, yes! What man doesn't?"
Her mouth opened to take him inside. Her tongue swirled around and around on his spade-shaped head. She sucked hungrily, pushing him farther and farther into her mouth. Her stomach tightened. She felt her pussy soaking her bikini bottom. The pounding of her fast-beating heart almost drowned out the small sucking noises of her mouth working on him. He was big enough! A mouthful! But still no competition for the truck driver. His cock jerked in her mouth like her little brother's had the first time she licked his tiny prick. They had been alone in the bathtub for a few minutes while her mother had gone to answer the phone.
Pat was enjoying a brand new feeling of confidence in herself. She had no desire to be a cockteaser, but she was so tempted to stop sucking on him, just to see what he would do. It wasn't easy to let his dick slip out of her mouth, but she stepped back and stood quietly, waiting to see what he would do.
"Oh, Christ, please don't stop now," he groaned. His hand reached down. He began to jack himself off as he watched the expression on her face.
Pat was getting more and more excited. Her husband had never once jacked off in front of her. She was beginning to wonder more and more what the hell she had seen in him. Why she had stayed true to such a sexual nobody.
Her eyes held on his hard tool. It seemed to grow thicker and longer. His glowing reddish cockhead rolled out each time his foreskin slid smoothly back. His dick leaped and pulsed in his hand. She shrewdly guessed he really dug jacking off, and hadn't often had an audience.
"Make it come," she whispered. "I want to see it shoot! Jack it off while I get out of this darn suit."
She stepped back and shoved the bottom of her swim suit down her long legs. Her finger found her clit.
"Let's do it together. Like we were just kids," she giggled hotly.
She sat down on an old patio chair and hooked her legs over the arms. His face turned a dark red when she slipped her finger in her moist hole and slowly fingered it, her eyes holding on his dong as it whipped through his clenched fist.
"Kid games," he muttered, jumping down off the bench. "Better we should screw." He fell to his knees in front of her and shuffled his cock up close to her open cunt. "Put me in!" he demanded.
"We don't have to fuck," she told him, perversely. "Just play around, sort of. Have fun."
"Bullshit!" he grunted. "You are as hot to fuck as me. Admit it!"
Pat eased her finger out of her hole and slid her hips forward. Her hot hand grabbed his cock and rubbed it up and down her wet slit. Her hips jerked. In a split second he was inside her, fucking her cunt with hot fast strokes. He felt good! So good! But he felt so much like a hot teenage kid punching into her, she felt a wave of disappointment sweep over her. She had been foolish to think all men could turn her on the way that cunt-master truck driver had.
"Slow down a bit. Stroke deeper. Oh, yes! Like that. That's so much better."
Her hands gripped the arms of her chair. Her hips snapped and rolled under the probing movements of his rigid prick. She just had to get used to his strange prick, that's all, she thought to herself. He was beginning to feel terrific in her!
"Fuck me, Jerry. Deep. Push hard. Ummmmm. You are good. Damn good! I knew you would be. Screw me, honey. Fuck the bottom right out of my cunt," she panted.
His hips snapped his dick in and out of her hole. Her heavy breasts bobbed and shook every time he slammed into her. Pat could feel her climax building up more and more, threatening to close her cunt around him so tightly he could hardly move. She was amazed at the strength of her pussy muscles when she was really hot!
"Don't come," she hissed. "Don't you dare come. Fuck me. Fuck!"
His hands spread her legs wider. His heavy balls slapped wetly against her hot flesh. His cock whipped out and rubbed up and down her cunt slit, making her clit tingle and urging her to come.
Jerry suddenly jerked her to her feet and pushed her butt against the workbench. He ripped back into her snatch, humping into her soft flesh. With no warning at all, he came! But he just grunted and kept on fucking her, bruising her ass against the rough bench.
She gasped, "You came! You came in my pussy!"
"What the hell did you expect?" he muttered. "It doesn't slow me down. Just makes it all feel even better. More sensitive. Fuck, babe. Keep on going."
Pat spread her feet, lowering her cunt a little. Now his cock dragged delightfully over her hard clit. Her hands gripped him around his waist. She settled him into a long, sweeping fucking motion that brought her to the edge of her climax.
They stood toe to toe, fucking wildly. He wouldn't give up, and she kept losing her orgasm each time she built herself up to it. It suddenly seemed terribly hot in the garage. She pushed him away abruptly, and scrambled up on the bench to spread her legs and jerk his face up to her cunt.
"Eat me!" she demanded. "Get me off. Now. Lick me!!!"
Now she'd found what he really did best! The moment his mouth clamped expertly over her hot clit, she knew why she had so often heard his wife moaning in the night. The man really knew how to work on her hard nubbin!
"Oh damn!" she gasped. "That's so fucking good. Suck me. Mmmmmm!"
Her climax came so fast and so hard, she slipped off the bench. He caught her and eased her down to the cement floor. He was in her cunt in a flash, screwing harder than ever. Her legs rose in the air and whipped over his back. They fucked like two kids gone crazy, rolling around on the dirty floor. Panting. Screwing harder and harder. She felt him come in her, and then slow his wild stroking. He lifted her to her feet and jammed her butt down on the bench. His mouth sucked on her hot pussy until he made her come again. And then again!
Her body began to roll around under his sucking mouth like she was just a big rag doll. Her hands fell limply to her sides. She was positive she didn't have even one more tiny little come left in her. But she was determined not to be the one to quit. She relaxed and let him lick and suck on her cunt, her fingers twisting her stiff nipples and squeezing her hot tits.
"Oh, Jerry! How could you?"
The anguished female wail brought Pat sitting upright. Her eyes finally focused on the slim figure of Jerry's wife standing in the garage doorway.
He whirled around, his face blushing a dark red., His mouth was wet with Pat's cunt juice, and hanging open foolishly.
"Uh ... hello, honey," he muttered. "I ... I was just getting some gas for our mower."
"She keeps it up her cunt?" his wife snapped. She tugged Jerry back away from Pat, and her hands flew to cover his hard cock, defensively. "You ... you're both all sweaty. And dirty. You've been fucking my man, haven't you, you bitch!"
Pat looked at the young girl's eyes, brimming with angry tears. She suddenly felt more than a little guilty about what she'd been doing. If she had discovered her husband sucking Lynn's cunt in the garage, she'd probably have blown her stack, too. At least, before today. Now ... well, she wasn't so sure it wouldn't be a good idea to get him to swing a little. He might actually learn how to suck pussy like Jerry!
She slid off the bench and put her arms around j the angry girl's slim body. At first she felts resistance, but then Lynn's nipples began to rise from the pressure of Pat's warm tits against her. Pat felt her tummy flip! Was she going to go for women, too? Strange and wild feelings were shooting through her hot body as her arms tightened around Lynn.
"Don't blame him," she whispered. "It was all my fault. I led him on. One thing ... you have a wonderful man, Lynn. I'm jealous of you."
It wasn't even really a lie. Ray couldn't keep it up and keep on screwing after he came, like Jerry.
And her husband really needed some lessons in cunt licking.
Pat felt Lynn's body quiver, and realized Jerry had pushed his hand between their bodies and was feeling his wife's pussy. Her nipples jutted out like two tiny pricks, through her thin cotton frock. She opened her mouth to protest, and then closed it. She let him lift her dress and slide his finger under the edge of her panties.
"Oh!" she shivered. But that was all she said. In a moment she spread her legs a little wider and her body began to shake when Pat's finger joined Jerry's and probed into her moist small hole.
Seconds later she was moving her hips and murmuring meaningless sounds of passion as she ground her snatch against the invading fingers. Pat got hotter, too, as the young girl responded more and more vigorously.
She clung to Pat and didn't utter a word of protest when Jerry lifted her skirt and slid his cock into her cunt, from the back. Her small hands fluttered over Pat's bare tits, touching her erect nipples as lightly as a butterfly brushing against them. When Pat slid her long finger in beside Jerry's stiff cock, Lynn groaned and grabbed for Pat's head. She kissed the surprised woman full on the mouth, running her tongue deep inside Pat's mouth. Lynn abruptly climaxed, shuddering between their naked bodies, but just like her husband, coming didn't slow her down one little bit.
Lynn braced herself, thrusting her hips back against the hard dork reaming her cunt. Her tongue whipped in and out of Pat's open panting mouth.
Her fingers moved down Pat's back and came to rest on the top of her curving ass. Timidly, at first her slim finger brushed over Pat's tingling asshole. Then it pushed, gently. Then a bit harder. She sucked Pat's tongue half out of her head, thrusting her finger all the way up Pat's burning asshole.
Oooo God, she's more of a nymph than me, Pa thought. And I'm acting like a real lesbian, finger fucking her cunt this way.
Her asshole smarted from the insistent probing of Lynn's finger. Now her cunt was being opened and Lynn's other hand was pushing two fingers deep into her wet hole. The young woman finger fucked Pat's pussy like she was determined to get Pat off before she gave in and came from the wild friction of her husband's hard cock.
"I'm coming again," Jerry suddenly grunted.
"Me too! I'm coming! So haaarrrdddd!!" Lynn whimpered.
Pat's pussy clamped around the fingers in it. He asshole gripped tightly. She came with double impact, feeling her knees give out. She slid down to the floor. Lynn lost her balance and fell on top of Pat, pulling Jerry down with her, his cock still shoved way up in his wife's hole.
For several moments, they lay gasping in a heap on the dirty garage floor. Pat slowly slid free of the tangle of arms and legs, and weaved to her feet. God, what had she started with her vague idea of seducing her neighbor? Now she knew they loved to fuck almost as much as she did. And why had she turned on to Lynn so hot and fast? At thirty, her sex life was just beginning to blossom!