Chapter 4
After Eddie left, Clover got to thinking about what she'd done. It had excited her greatly, but it also made her feel guilty. She shouldn't have seduced Eddie. It was as much his fault as hers, she knew. Just because she offered herself to him didn't mean he had to accept the situation. He could have brushed her off.
But he hadn't.
And they'd both committed adultery. Clover shivered as she wondered what she would do now.
On the one hand, she felt guilty at having cheated on Michael for the very first time. But on the other she was getting what he didn't give her. The sex with Michael had been pretty lousy for quite a while. The beautiful young girl wondered how she'd ever put up with such lousy fucking for so long. She was a healthy, lusty woman who needed a constant supply of good, hard, hot cock to keep sane. She hadn't been getting it from Michael.
So why shouldn't she look elsewhere?
The dilemma burned in her brain even as the need for more prick burned in her pussy. The physical craving overwhelmed her sense of guilt. She had to feel a man's cock again. She just had to!
Clover started for the door, then stopped dead in her tracks. Rebecca had just driven up next door. There was no chance in hell now that Eddie would be willing to fuck again.
"Damn," she said to herself. But the feelings went deep. She felt cheated again. Just when she'd found a man able to stay up with her rampaging sexual needs, he was snatched away. The only solution was to try to find another man. But where? How?
Clover's mind raced into overdrive and she came up with the perfect answer. Grabbing her purse, she rushed from the house and got into her car. Getting to the super market took an eternity, or so it seemed, but she finally arrived. She restrained the impulse to park near the door. She found a spot on the edge of the huge parking lot, then walked in, the wind whirling her skirt around her legs and driving up to caress her damp, naked pussy. By the time she reached the supermarket entrance, she was so horny she could hardly stand it.
But she did. Clover carefully went up one aisle and down the other shopping for all the things she normally got. It didn't matter to her that she'd already been here once this week. She was after something not on the shelves.
The cashier rang up the purchases and asked Clover, "Need a carry-out on all this?"
"Four bags of groceries is more than I can handle," the dark-haired woman admitted. She licked her lips in anticipation when the carry-out boy came up. She had remembered every single detail of his face and body perfectly. A big, burly youth, looking like a high-school football player, he was everything Clover could have ever wanted.
And the bulge in his jeans promised her more than her wildest imagination had conjured up.
"My car's way over there. I hope you don't mind," she said, as the youth pushed the grocery cart out for her.
"Nope, not at all," he said, eyeing her with a look that told Clover this was going to be easier than she'd thought.
At the car she opened the trunk and bent way forward, allowing the slight wind to catch her skirt and hike it up. From the gasp of surprise, she knew he'd seen that she wasn't wearing any panties.
"What's wrong?" she asked innocently, turning and facing him. The beautiful young girl pulled her shoulders back so that her tits impudently thrust forward. The white surge of her titflesh billowed up and threatened to come spilling out of her dress at any instant. Just thinking about how sexy this teenager was made Clover's nipples harden and grow against the thin fabric of her dress.
"Uh, nothing," he said hastily, putting the groceries into the car's trunk. "Gotta get back now. Thanks, ma'am and call again."
"Wait!" Clover called. "Let me give you a tip for carrying those bags all this way." She sat down on the driver's seat and crossed her legs, making sure he got a view all the way up to her black-fleeced pussy mound. "My," she said, "I don't seem to have any change. But perhaps I can give you something else besides money."
"Something else?" he asked, nervously shuffling from foot to foot and glancing around the parking lot. "What do you mean?"
"There's something lurking in here that wants out, isn't there?" she asked, her fingers lightly brushing across his crotch. That brief contact told her he was fully erect and on the point of exploding.
"I gotta get back."
"And pass up a blowjob?" Clover licked her lips and leaned back in the bucket seat of her car, placing her heels up on the frame of the door so that he saw all the way down to her juicy twat.
"A b-blow job?"
"Get into the backseat," she ordered, sure of herself now. Her emotions were under better control. And she realized the effect she had on this teenaged youth. She was the one calling the shots, not him. He wouldn't refuse her. His cock wouldn't let him.
Clover was right.
"Uh, into the backseat?" he asked. "I guess this is okay. I mean, you're a customer and all."
"And we're both horny for each other. Hurry!" She shoved him into the backseat and immediately turned between the bucket seats in the front. His legs were widely straddled, one foot in either of the foot wells in the back.
Clover licked her lips again at the sight of his crotch. She reached out and pulled down his zipper. A hard and ready prick leaped out, eager for action. The sight of that plum-tipped fuck stick took Clover's breath away. It gleamed in the sunlight and promised her paradise.
The beautiful young girl inched forward and bent down. She allowed his prick to slip between her ruby lips. She worked on the tip for a moment, then pulled back. Kissing and licking, she headed for his balls. When she got into the hairy little bag holding his balls, she sucked the entire sac into her mouth. Her tongue tormented his trapped balls. She felt them tumbling around in the thick stew of his jism, trapped and waiting to explode.
"Want more?" she taunted him.
"Stop it. Now, please, lady, we can't do this. Not in the goddamn parking lot, for Christ's sake!"
Clover thrilled to his words. They might be discovered at any second. How would she ever explain giving head to a teenager in the middle of a parking lot to Michael? She couldn't. And the possibility of discovery added such zest she couldn't stop now, no matter what.
She sucked in his balls and really gave them a tonguing. He had to reach down and lace his fingers through her raven-black hair to keep from thrashing around on the car seat. He fought to keep from crying out. It wouldn't do to attract attention to this solitary car with its two occupants, not right now!
She gave the grocery carry-out boy the best head ever. Her cheeks went hollow as she sucked on the tip of his prick. The acorn-sized knob was actually growing in girth as she ran her tongue back and forth over it. When she found the tiny triangular flap of skin dangling down beneath the head, she tasted a bitter drop of pre-come. He was cocked and ready to fire.
The dark-haired woman redoubled her efforts on his prick. She tried to stuff her tongue down his piss-slit. It wasn't really possible, but she did it anyway. Just trying was enough to get them both really excited.
His hands tightened on her head. He began pulling her face to his groin. He wanted to face fuck her, but he wasn't in any position to tell her what he wanted. He had to do it all with the motion of his hands. Only incoherent moans escaped the youth's lips.
Clover allowed him to pull her face slowly down his long cock. She didn't want to gag on his prick, but she did anyway. It took a great deal of skill to deep throat a man's cock positioned like they were.
The second time she went down on his cock, the rubbery tip of his knob bounced off the roof of her mouth. She twisted slightly, her tongue a rough, wet cradle for his prick. Then the long, hard, throbbingly alive fuck stick shot down her throat.
For a long second, Clover thought she was going to choke again. She had her ass up in the air and the breeze blowing in the open car windows rustled through her dress, pushing it up and caressing her cunt. She lowered her backside and moved around so she wouldn't gag. She kept him down her throat and even managed to massage the underside of his cock by swallowing a couple times.
"God, I never thought this'd happen when I came to work today. God!"
She withdrew enough to look up into his tensed face and said, "Admit it, you love me sucking you off in public." His hands shook as he reached down and lifted her face up to meet his gaze.
"Lady, I think I hate you more than anyone else in this whole damned world. And if you don't get back to. sucking on my cock, I'm going to go out of my skull!"
She smirked at that. He might say he hated her for what she did to him, but he really loved the wet, clinging feel of her lips circling his prick. And sucking? He couldn't get enough of the blow job she gave him. She knew men well enough to know he'd do anything she wanted now.
She dived back to work.
Her tongue shot out and swirled around his prick. The purpled hood of flesh trembled with desire now. Clover wasn't quite up to swallowing his entire prick again-not yet. That could be done later.
Right now, she was more interested in just giving him the best head she was capable of giving. Then came the teenager's voice and the words chilled her.
"Goddamn, that guy's parking right beside us!"
Clover turned and saw a man's shoulder past the top edge of her car door. Another half step and the man would see everything going on-and going down-inside. But she didn't stop sucking cock. If anything, she made the blowjob even noisier, sucking loudly. This excited her until her pussy dribbled out its fuck juices down the insides of her thighs. The thrill of possible discovery turned her on more than she'd ever been before.
"Q-quit!" the teenager moaned. "He'll see us for sure if you keep making all those obscene noises."
Clover sucked even harder. The thrill of the almost-discovery made her hotter than she could stand. She sucked on the prick as if she'd, never done it before, as if it were a brand-new experience for her.
His prick was so damned tasty she couldn't seem to get enough of it. Licking and kissing the sides of the cock wasn't enough for the lovely young girl. As her nose burrowed into his tangled bush, she let her tongue play with his balls trapped in their hairy bag again.
She batted them around until she felt the balls locked up inside, tumbling and lurching with real desire.
Hastily, she clamped her mouth over the tip of his prick, afraid he was going to shoot his wad. Even though the youth's cock grew to fabulous proportions, he kept his control. She appreciated the effort of his part and wanted to reward him by sucking even more.
"Lady, this is crazy. We'll both be sent to jail. That guy almost saw us. This ... this is indecent!"
She didn't bother to answer. Clover was too busy getting off on the experience. She loved this more than she'd've thought possible a few hours earlier. She could suck on his cock all the longer now. His hands guided her raven-haired head in and out with the most seductive motion possible. Her lips tightened down into a perfect "O" that caressed every portion of his cock as it slipped into her mouth.
Moaning in stark pleasure, she made certain she breathed hot and heavy when his bush came close to her face. The hot air slipped through his pubic bush and stimulated him. The teenager's prick jumped a bit harder every time she exhaled.
"Stop it, oh sweet Jesus, don't stop. Just keep sucking. Damn, this is great!"
Nothing short of an atomic attack could make Clover stop sucking now. She was having too much fun giving head to quit. All through her marriage, she had only sucked cock to get Michael hard before they fucked. And that had been it. She quivered at the idea of a man actually coming in her mouth. The salty, tangy taste of jism promised her a treat unlike anything she was likely to get in any gourmet restaurant. And sucking a guy off in public like this gave her an added thrill.
"I love the feel of your wet, sucking lips all over my cock," the teenager muttered. "But we gotta stop. There're more cars coming. Lots more!"
She applied herself even more vigorously to his cock. Her mouth was hotter than a blast furnace. She sucked harder than any milking machine could have sucked. And she was quickly rewarded by the creamy flood of his cum. The first spurt hit the back of her throat. The next she allowed to smear all over her tongue.
Sucking still harder until her cheeks hollowed with the strain, she milked the entire viscous load from his balls. He was left with a limp cock by the time she was satisfied.
"I wouldn't have believed it," he moaned out. "In front of God and everybody, she gives me a blow job!"
Clover leaned back, rubbing against the dashboard as she licked a vagrant drop of cum from her face. It tasted just as good as the power she'd felt over this kid.
"Go on back to your job. And if they give you any hassle, tell them you were helping me get my motor running." She laughed as the youth hastily got out of the car. "Hey," she shouted, as he raced off, "I didn't get your name. What is it?"
"Karl," he said over his shoulder. "And wait for me. I'm off work in less than fifteen minutes. I want some more of this!"
Clover only smiled as she spun around and got behind the wheel of her car. This had been fun. But she wasn't going to hang around and wait for the kid to come back. As Clover reached for the key in the car ignition, she hesitated. Why not? Why not take Karl home with her where they could really get it on. She'd only sucked him off. Teenagers had fantastic powers of recuperation. He'd be sure to get another boner in record time.
Should she? Clover's cunt supplied the answer for her. It ached and felt hollow, neglected. With Karl's huge cock inside it, it couldn't feel neglected for a long, long time. Until the teenager returned, Clover sat and played with herself.