Chapter 1
Lisa King could feel Brad Conner's hot, devouring eyes on her cunt as she carried her wash out to the line. Brad was a tall, white-haired, handsome man in his early fifties. He was retired, and he spent most of his afternoons sitting on his porch, lusting after the housewives in the trailer park.
Not that Lisa minded being lusted after.
Her husband hadn't been doing much lusting lately. Greg seemed almost bored with her. She couldn't understand that. She was a honey-blonde, with sexy blue eyes, and a tempting figure. She wasn't one of those women who looked better in clothes than without. Her figure was perfect. She knew she looked like a girl in one of those magazine spreads.
So why was Greg ignoring her needs?
She was forced to get cheap thrills from showing her luscious body off to the horny old men in the trailer park-especially showing herself off to Brad.
She had been dressing for his hungry eyes for a couple of weeks. Each day she had gotten a little more daring, revealing a little more of her big, round tits, and wearing her shorts a little tighter. It made her shiver when he looked at her. It didn't matter that he was an old man. He made her feel good.
She kept thinking about her husband's lack of interest as she put her clothes on the line. Maybe it was just that they had been married for so long? Maybe her body no longer interested him as it once had? Maybe she could try something different? A new perfume? Some sexy underthings? There had to be some way.
She finished putting her clothes on the line and picked up her hamper. She was again aware of Brad looking at her hungrily. She felt a tickling sensation at the backs of her thighs.
"You're looking very nice this morning," Brad spoke. He had never spoken to her before, and it took her a little by surprise.
"Thank you," she said.
"Yes sir," Brad said. "I think you're about the best-looking woman around here."
"Sure," she said, laughing. "I've seen you looking. You think all the women around here look good. You're nothing but a flirt."
"Now that's not true," he said.
"Sure it is," Lisa said boldly. "I think you're a man with a problem. Maybe you should find a sweet girl and make her your wife. A woman could take care of your needs."
"Maybe," Brad admitted, "but I don't think I could settle for a woman that didn't look like you."
"You idiot," she said.
She turned and started to walk away, but he called out her name once more. "Yes," she answered.
"How about a beer?" he asked. "Just one beer and spend some time with a lonely old man."
She considered his offer. A cold beer would be good, and so would his company. He was an attractive, friendly man. It wouldn't hurt to spend a few minutes with him. It might even be fun to flirt with him a little. e put the hamper down and walked up to his porch. "A cold beer would be good."
He grinned and took a beer out of an ice chest that rested on the floor. He was ogling her as he popped the cap and handed her the beer. Again she felt those tickling shivers along the backs of her legs and thighs.
She bent over to take the beer from him. She knew she was showing a lot of her creamy tits. She was wearing only a brief halter top that barely held her big tits, and the material was cut down almost to her big ruby nipples. She admitted, only to herself, that she liked the feel of his eyes looking down the front of her halter.
"You nasty man," she said, grinning at him. "Well it never does a man harm just to look," he said. "Cheers."
"Cheers," she said, and she kept grinning as she sipped her cold beer. She knew what he was thinking. She could see it in his eyes. He wanted to rip off her clothes and sink his big cock in her sweet pussy. The thought made her feel a hot warmth between her legs.
She had never been unfaithful to Greg, but now she found herself wondering what it would be like. How would it feel to fuck Brad? He kept himself in pretty good shape. He worked out enough so that he had the body and the endurance of a much younger man. She had noticed him working in the yard. He didn't have the skinny chest of an old man. He looked good.
"Would you like another?" Brad asked.
"Oh no," she answered. "I've got to be going."
"Don't rush off," he said. "This place gets boring without any company."
"I just have so much to do," she said, but for some reason she took the next beer he offered her. This time she popped the cap. She sipped the cool liquid. She could feel the warmth in her belly growing into an itchy fire. She had the feeling that she should run off the porch. She shouldn't stay around Brad another minute. The beers, the hot sun, and being near Brad's animal vitality was beginning to make her feel giddy.
She saw him moving his chair closer to her. She felt his fingers brushing against her bare thigh.
"You feel so silky," he said.
"I know what you're trying to do," she said, giggling.
"You do?"
"I know you want to fuck me," she said.
"Would that be so awful?" he asked.
"My husband would think so."
"Your husband's not here right now," he said.
"It's just me and you."
Brad reached out suddenly. His arms went around her waist, and he pulled her down into his lap. Her breath was taken away as he kissed her mouth and stabbed his tongue between her lips. She was panting as he pulled his mouth away.
"My God," she said softly.
"Didn't you like that?"
"Yes . . . no . . . yes! Oh God, what are we doing?"
"Don't worry about anything," Brad said. "I know you want me. I know you do."
He kissed her again, and she felt the stiff bulge in his trousers. His cock was poking the crevice between her asscheeks. She nearly fainted at the stiff feel of that prick. It had been so long since she had felt a good hard prick. So long!
Suddenly she pushed him away. "No. We can't. Not out here. Let's go into your trailer."
She could almost sense the animal hunger in him as he quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his trailer. She had not felt such need in her husband for a long while. It made her feel giddy and helpless. He was a man who wanted to fuck her, and he could have her any way that he desired.
She shivered as she felt one of his big hands caressing her ass. He squeezed the firm assflesh and ran his middle finger up and down the crevice. She wanted to feel his hand on her naked flesh. She was burning hot all over. She was concerned about her husband, but she considered it his fault. If Greg had taken care of her needs, she wouldn't have had to turn to another man.
She was a healthy woman, and she had healthy desires. She couldn't be blamed for giving in to healthy desires.
"That feels so good," she said, as his fingers continued to caress her ass. "I like your hand touching me."
She turned and pressed her body against his. She felt his stiff cock against her cunt. She felt immediately juicy. Her pussy had been left without for too long. She felt like unzipping his trousers and jumping on his prick immediately, but she knew it would be better if they took things slowly.
"Oh Jesus," she moaned. "I do like your hands. Your fingers do strange things to me."
"I want to do a lot of things to you," he said. "You don't know how long I've wanted to fuck you like this."
"I've known that you wanted to fuck me," she said. "A woman knows things like that. But I was afraid. My husband would kill us if he found us like this."
"He might," Brad agreed, "but it would be worth it. A man could die peacefully if he knew that his cock had been dipped once in a sweet pussy like yours."
"Oh God," she groaned, rubbing her hot body against him. "You make me want it so bad!"
She kissed his mouth hard. She felt his hot tongue searching and finding hers. They wiggled their tongues together in a sweet, sloppy kiss that made her head dizzy and her body even hotter. She pressed against him even tighter. She felt her big tits rubbing against his chest and knew she was really getting him hot.
"You damned bitch," he said. "I've never fucked a woman like you. Never in my life!"
His hands clutched her asscheeks tightly, forcing her to grind her cunt even harder against his stiff prick. She knew fucking Brad was going to be just as good as she'd imagined it would be. Brad was no old man. His cock was stiffer than her husband's cock had been for a long time. And Brad would have experience. Lisa somehow knew that Brad was the type of man who would know how to use that stiff cock of his.
"You've got the sweetest ass," Brad told her. His hands still clutched her asscheeks tightly. "That's the first thing I noticed about you. You've got the best looking ass in the park. I sat up many times just thinking about that sweet ass of yours."
"You mean you don't like my tits?" she teased him, trying to sound hurt. "Most men look at my tits first."
"Oh, I like your tits, baby," he answered. "God, I love them. Your tits, your ass, your flat belly, and especially your pussy. I'm going to love your pussy."
She felt the urge to show him her pussy. She had been teasing him for a long time, and now she knew it was time to pay the price. She would show him the perfect shape of her creamy body. She got hot shivers just thinking about taking off her clothes before him. She had never showed her naked body to anyone but her husband, but she had always been a little bit of an exhibitionist. She was proud of her body, especially proud when she stripped naked before her mirror. She knew that no man would be able to resist the luscious look of her-no man except her husband.
"Damn him," she said out loud.
Brad looked at her strangely, but she didn't bother to explain herself. Instead she got an impish grin on her face as she pushed him away.
"Do you want to see me naked?" she asked.
"Shit yes," he answered.
She kept grinning as she undid her halter top and let the cups fall away. Her big, beautiful tits fell free. She could see him licking his lips. "You like them?" she asked. "Damn," Brad answered. "I love them. I didn't know a pair of tits like yours existed. You must have the best looking pair of tits that I've ever seen."
His words made her blush with pride. Heat made her big ruby nipples harden to stiff points. She knew what he would probably like to see. She ran her hands down her body, down between her legs, and then back over her silky feeling stomach again. She cupped her tits and held the ruby tips out like some sort of offerings.
"Jesus," he groaned softly. "You make me hard as hell."
"That's the idea," she said.
She put her hands back between her legs and then to the zipper on her shorts. She undid her shorts and rolled them down her legs. She was left in nothing but her panties.
"Christ," he said. "You are gorgeous."
She turned for him so that he could see all of her body. She even bent forward in a vulgar pose so that he really got a good look at her shapely ass.
"You goddamned cunt," he said. "I've never felt his hot toward a woman before. Never. You're making my cock so hard that I'm going to rip out my trouser front."
"Then I'll just have to do something about that problem," she said.
She quickly skimmed out of her panties and went to him. She still had the impish grin as she started to undo the buttons of his shirt. She slipped his shirt off his shoulders and bent her head to touch her lips to one of his nipples. She licked at his chest. She could taste his salty sweat.
"Come on, baby," he groaned. "Go ahead and take my clothes off. My cock is hot."
She kept grinning as she unbuckled his belt and slid his trousers down his legs. She saw the stiff cock in his shorts. She put her hand against it.
"Ummmm," she said. "Your prick is so hot. I can feel the heat right through your shorts."
"My cock needs a good fucking," he told her.
She quickly pulled his shorts down and helped him kick them off. He was entirely naked. She ran her fingers up his hairy thighs to where his balls hung down. She had never looked at any man's prick but her husband's. Now she could feel her heart hammering as she took a long look at Brad's prick.
His prick was long, and thick, and crowned with a thick, purplish cockhead. She could see a little drop of white cream on the cocktip. She could feel her heart hammering faster.
"Ummmm," she said. "You have a beautiful prick."
He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed down gently. She knew what he wanted. She had sucked her husband's cock before, and she knew that a man really liked that. She went willingly down on her knees.
She took his thick, throbbing prick in her fingers in a tight circle.
She bent her head and licked the hot cockhead. She tasted the salty flavor of his cockcream.
"Oh God," he groaned. "Your tongue burns like fire."
She giggled as she began to lick his cock fast and furiously, almost exactly as she would have licked an ice-cream cone. She enjoyed sucking cock. She especially liked his strong male flavor and the way he shivered in excitement each time her lips touched his flesh.
She tasted more of his salty flavored cream bubbling out of the tip of his cock and coating her lips.
"Oh God, baby," he groaned. "Suck me! Suck my cock!"
She widened her lips and took the entire meaty cockhead into her mouth. She had to brush her thick blonde hair back from her face as she really began to work on his cock. She made loud slurping noises as she sucked. She drew his cock deeper into her throat with each bobbing movement of her head.
And each movement made her pussy feel hotter and wetter.
"God, baby," he groaned. "This feels fine. This feels so fucking fine. You don't know what you're doing to me."
She knew exactly what she was doing to him. She moved her head faster, sucking his meaty cockhead deep in her throat and then sliding her lips back up his prick. She felt him grab the back of her head and savagely slam his prick into her mouth. She could feel the hot swelling of his cock. She quickly pulled her head back.
"I'll drink your cum later," she promised him, as she rubbed his thick prick against her cheek. "But right now I need a fuck. My pussy is so hot!"
"Oh fuck yeah," he told her. "Just lay back on my rug. I'll give you a mile of good, stiff prick."
"Ummm," she said excitedly, as she sank down on his living room rug. The carpet felt soft underneath her as she stretched out and spread her creamy thighs. He could see the lips of her pink pussy.
"Jesus," he said softly. "That's beautiful."
"Come and take care of it," she begged him.
"Goddamn right," he said, as he dropped down on his knees. He put his hands on her thighs and made her spread her legs a little wider. She could feel his eyes on the inner lips of her cunt. She was getting hotter by the minute.
"You sweet bitch," he said. "I'm going to have a little bit of that pretty cunt."
"Oh yes," she moaned.
She shivered in anticipation as he moved up her body and placed the blood-bloated end of his prick against her wet cunt. She could feel a tingling sensation all over her body. Suddenly she wanted his stiff prick inside her worse than she had ever wanted anything in her entire life.
"Put it in," she cried savagely. "Stuff that big fucking thing up my cunt!"
She had never talked like this before, but now, she didn't give a damn. She had completely abandoned all her morals. She was like a wild animal in heat. All she could think about was getting his hot prick in her pussy.
"Come on," she urged again. "Don't tease me. Put that cock up my cunt!"
Brad moved forward slowly. She felt his throbbing cockhead slipping just inside the lips of her cunt.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Put it in me. Put it all the way inside me!"
At that moment, Brad lost control. He slammed forward hard. She gasped with joy as he rubbed her tits with his hands and his thick cock filled her pussy.
"That's it," she moaned. "That's what I want. God, that feels so niiiice!"
He rested for a moment, his throbbing prick making her tremble. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She slid her hand between his heavy balls. She ran her fingertips lightly across them.
"Now fuck me," she moaned. "Put your cock in me deep and fuck the shit out of me!"
"Oh yeah," he said. "You fucking cunt, I'll fuck you! I'll fuck the shit out of you!"
He slipped his hands underneath her and cupped her firm asscheeks as he began a powerful thrusting. She couldn't believe how big and firm his cock felt. He did keep himself in good shape.
"Oh yessss," she moaned. "Oh yes, I like that!"
"I've waited so long for a piece of your ass," he grunted. "So fucking long!"
She raised her legs and locked them around his back. She wished that there were a mirror near. She would have liked to have seen the steady in-and-out motion of his big cock.
"Yeah," she cried. "You're really getting your cock inside me now! It feels so good!"
"Christ," he groaned. "Your goddamn pussy feels so sweet!"
He was really giving it to her. He was raising his hips and slamming his cock inside her as hard and as fast as he could. She shivered with each hard stroke. She could feel a hot tightness in her belly.
"Oh, I'm going to come," she screamed. "Squeeze my ass! Squeeze me tight! God, I'm coming! AIEEEEEEE!"
She felt the first tight knot in her belly explode into fire. Her cunt juices flooded his cock. She moved her ass from side to side, urging him to keep fucking her.
But she felt him hesitate.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing's wrong," he answered. "But I want you to suck my dick, now. I want you to swallow my cum!"
She wanted to feel his juice filling her cunt, but she understood the pleading look in his eyes. A lot of men had never shot their wad into a woman's mouth.
"Sure," she said. "I'll drink your cum! I'll drink every sweet drop!"
He smiled as he quit fucking her and pulled his cock out of her hot cunt. He rolled over on his back. His prick stood up as proud as she had ever seen one. She licked her lips as she saw the creamy drops already on the end of his cock.
Immediately, Lisa was on top of him. She gobbled his prick like he was candy. She held her hair back as she sucked his hot prick down to the bottom of her throat. She could feel his heavy balls on her chin.
She began to bob her head. She knew the sight of her lips sliding up and down his thick prick would make him more excited. She was right. Again she felt his hands on the back of her head. She felt the movement of his hips as he slammed his cock into her mouth.
"Christ," he moaned. "Christ, I'm going to blow your head off! Christ! Shiiiiiit!"
She'd known it wouldn't take him long to come. She was ready for the first hot spurt that hit the roof of her mouth. She let some of his cum bubble out of her lips and then began to swallow. She could hear him gasping with excitement as she took the rest of his thick cream down her throat.
"Shit," he said softly. "Shit!"
She finished sucking his prick dry and licked the cum away from his bloated cocktip. She could feel his prick slowly growing limp inside her mouth. Finally, she raised her head.
"Did I drink it well enough?" she asked. "Jesus," he answered softly. "Lisa, you are something else!"