Chapter 2
The following day, Glenda's husband had to leave on an overnight business trip, and when evening came, she felt extremely restless. Although she'd thoroughly enjoyed the wild fuck with the neighbor boy yesterday, she felt very guilty and ashamed of what she'd done.
Deciding to watch television, she'd just undressed and slipped into a dressing gown when the phone rang.
"Hello," she said as she picked it up.
"Hi, Mrs. Pearson," she heard Ted Garfield's voice. "May I come over for a little while?"
, "Certainly not!" snapped Glenda. "I told you to stay away from here."
"Don't be silly," he laughed. "I happen to know your husband's out of town."
"So what?"
"We could sure have some fun in your bed," he lewdly whispered.
"Go to hell!" she shouted before slamming the phone down. .
Trembling like a leaf, Glenda walked into the den and poured herself a stiff shot of bourbon. She seldom drank, but tonight she was more tense and nervous than she'd ever been in her life. The strong liquid sent a warm glow burning in her stomach She quickly poured another. Her body glowing deliciously from the warm bourbon, she kicked off her slippers and lay back on the soft cushions of the sofa. A feeling of well-being flowed through her body from the mellow liquor.
"Fuck you," she giggled out loud when the phone began ringing again. It stopped after about twenty persistent rings, and she got up and floated over the bar where she poured another stiff shot. Returning to the sofa, she threw herself down, half smashed from the soothing bourbon.
It was three drinks later when she heard the doorbell ringing. Staggering to her feet, she walked unsteadily into the living room and answered it.
"Hi, Mrs. Pearson," grinned Ted Garfield when she opened the door.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she slurred.
"You know why I'm here," he leered. "Get the hell away," she slurred, staggering slightly.
"Hey," he grinned, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him, "it looks like you're a little tight."
"Fuck you!" she snapped, slumping unsteadily into a chair.
"Where's my drink?" he asked.
"You don't get one."
"Goddamn it!" he shouted. "Where's the fuckin' booze?"
"In there," she muttered, pointing vaguely toward the den.
When he left the room, Glenda unsteadily followed him. Stepping up to the bar, Ted poured two strong belts, handing one of them to the woman.
"Here's to us," he smiled, gazing at her lush body that was so deliciously exposed beneath her sheer dressing gown.
"Please, Ted," she said, belting her drink down. "I want you to leave."
"I will in a minute," he said, placing his hands on her shoulders.
"No," she whispered, trying to push the youth away as he drew her up against him.
She felt his strong hands slide down her back and gently cup her firm asscheeks ' through the thin material of her gown.
"No!" she panted, feeling his fingers probing at the open crack of her ass.
As much as she tried to fight it, a tremor of excitement rippled through her body when she felt his hard cock throbbing against her through his pants.
"We mustn't," sobbed Glenda as he covered her lips with his passionate mouth. She shivered when his tongue pushed between her lips and sensuously wound itself around hers.
Their lips still welded passionately together, he tenderly lowered the beautiful woman down onto the sofa. Cupping one of her luscious tits in his hand, Ted could feel her erect nipple pushing out against the thin material of her dressing gown. Quickly opening his fly, the young man released his steel-hard cock. Gently taking her hand, he wrapped the woman's fingers around his throbbing shaft. He could feel her trembling with wanton desires as she squeezed and stroked his fleshy boner.
Moving his hand up under the hem of her flimsy gown, he lovingly caressed the soft pliant flesh of her inner thighs. Glenda's mouth was sucking hungrily on his tongue as his hand moved closer and closer to her steaming pussy. His cock began lurching violently in her grasping hand when his finger lightly touched the slick hot wetness of her slippery twat.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," she passionately crooned at the feel of his probing finger lightly touching her cunt. Completely overcome with lust, the woman squirmed her pussy against his finger as she sensually sucked on his tongue. She felt his thick middle finger slipping into her juice-slickened slit. Trembling with excitement, she was caressing and stroking his prick a bit more vigorously.
Finally removing his finger, Ted stood up and slowly began undressing while Glenda removed her gown. The beautiful woman shivered with anticipation as she sat on the sofa gazing at his naked young body. Reaching out, she cupped his lusty balls in her hand and drew him toward her. Tenderly grasping the base of his hard cockshaft, she lowered her mouth down toward his throbbing boner.
"Oh, Christ!" he gasped, feeling her tongue swirling deliciously around the sensitive underside of his bloated cockhead.
Unable to wait any longer, the excited youth dropped down onto the couch with her and drew the woman's naked body into his arms. Glenda was thrilled by his passionate kisses as well as the maddening way his hands skillfully moved over her aroused flesh. A muffled squeal of delight escaped her throat when his hands grasped her big ripe tits and pressed them together until her swollen nipples met, allowing him to suck on both of them at the same time. It felt like a million delicious pinpricks of pleasure streaking through the turgidly erect flesh of her swollen titty-buds as the youth passionately sucked on them.
"Ummmmmmmm," she whimpered as her arms wound tightly around his neck, pulling his face down more firmly against the soft white mounds of her billowy breasts.
The young man slowly rolled over on top of her until his hard lean body was wedged between her spread thighs while her oozing cunt strained up against the hardness of his cock. Glenda began whimpering with delight as he moved his hips back and forth, rubbing the sensitive underside of his hard dick up and down in the slippery groove between her hot, slick cuntlips.
"Oh, Ted," she panted, closing her eyes with rapture as she reached down and grasped his throbbing shaft, guiding the swollen knob into her juicy hole.
She began moaning softly from the delicious pressure of the handsome youth's extremely hard cock easing between the slippery folds of her hot cuntlips.
"Aaaaaaagggghhhh!" she whimpered with delight, feeling it moving up through the narrow slit of her oozing pussy-hole.
"Fuck, that's a hot cunt," he panted, feeling the scalding flesh of her overheated twat closing around the throbbing length of his hard young prick as he began moving it in and out.
Ted could feel her warm body responding, thrashing and bucking wildly beneath him as he speeded the tempo of his thrusts. Knowing that he'd have to give her a fantastic fucking if he expected her to let him fuck her every day, he gently forced her knees back until they were almost against her shoulders. With her body bent practically double, her sodden pussy was deliciously tipped up so that he was able to fuck almost straight down into her slippery hole, able to pound his hard knob against the very end of her writhing cunt.
After several wild strokes, the youth eased the juice-slickened length of his prick out until only his cockhead remained in her squeezing cuntal mouth. Then flexing his hips, he fucked straight down with all his strength, impaling the slippery hotness of her grasping slit. Reaching down, he grasped the rounded moons of her soft asscheeks, tugging the wiggly globes apart. Kneading and goosing his fingers into the soft crack of her ass, he continued fucking straight down into her cunt, his broad young shoulders pushing against her thighs as her shapely calves dangled over them.
Glenda couldn't believe an eighteen-year-old boy could fuck with such skill. Moaning with delight beneath him, she was using the back of her legs over his shoulders as a leverage fo slam her twat up, rhythmically meeting every one of his downward plunges.
"Oh, yes, Ted!" she cried out. "Fuck it to me, honey! Shit, baby, you're a real fucker!"
The beautiful woman's mouth was gaping open, her tongue hanging crazily from the corner of her lips as she gasped for breath. Glenda had never been so deliciously fucked in her life, and it was getting better with every thrust.
"OH, YES!" she squealed, her nails digging into the sinewy cheeks of his ass as she tried to pull him even deeper into her foaming slit. As she slammed her loins up to meet his thrusts, his hard virile rod was deliciously jolting her humping body.
"Oh, fuck, baby, fuck!" she wildly chanted as the handsome youth ceaselessly pounded his steel-hard boner in and out of her feverishly writhing cunt. "That's it, honey! Oh, baby, you can really fuck!"
Ted could feel the sperm starting to churn up in his swollen balls as they smacked rhythmically against her sweet soft ass. Grunting and groaning over her, the youth was constantly speeding the tempo of his strokes as his throbbing dick knifed in and out of her hotly tingling slit. He could feel her big full tits heaving up and down as her hard nipples burned into his smooth hairless chest.
Lost in the rapture of his fantastic fuck, Glenda was more than thankful that she'd allowed the boy to ball her again. She no longer cared that she was committing adultery. The only thing that mattered was the delicious waves of rapture that were storming through her lurching body. As the intense pleasure increased, Glenda realized that this virile young cock was bringing her closer and closer to a mind-blowing orgasm.
They were both so involved in their mind-blowing fuck that neither of them noticed Don Winters staring at them through the window. Don and his wife, Vicky, lived across the street and they were the Pearsons' dearest friends. Not knowing that Brent was out of town for the night, Don had decided to drop over for a chat. Walking around to the side of the house as he always did, he'd noticed some movement through the undraped window of the den. Glancing in, he was stunned by the sight of the naked couple on the couch. There was young Ted Garfield fucking his hard cock into Glenda's juicy pussy.
"Fuck me, honey, fuck me!" he heard the beautiful woman squeal as the young man drilled his stiff pole into her steaming cunt. He could clearly see Ted's juice-slickened cock pounding in and out of her hotly clasping pussy.
Excitedly watching them, Don Winters suddenly realized his own cock was as hard as a board. He and his wife had been dear friends with Glenda and Brent for years, and he'd never dreamed the beautiful woman could be such a slut.
"Oh, shit!" he heard Glenda scream. "Fuck me, Ted, fuck me! That's it, baby! Drill that beauty all the way up my cunt! That's it, honey! That's it!"
Don Winters was rubbing his own boner through the stretched material of his pants. Watching Glenda's passion-distorted face and listening to her delicious squeals of ecstasy was exciting him beyond anything he'd ever experienced in his entire life. His bloated cock was throbbing painfully in the tight confines of his trousers.
"OH, SHIT!" Glenda suddenly cried out.
"I'M ALMOST THERE, BABY ... I'M GONNA COME . . . GONNA COME!"
"Then do it!" Ted gasped, further speeding the tempo of his fucking. "Let yourself go, Mrs. Pearson!"
"OOOOOOOOH, YES! YES!" shrieked the wildly aroused woman. "I'M COMING! A AAAAAAAAUUUUUGGG! I'M COMING! OH, SHIT HOW I'M COMING!"
Her entire naked body suddenly became stiff and tense as her orgasmic fluids flooded hotly around his plunging cock. Feeling her spasming cunt muscles squeezing and milking his throbbing tool, Ted stared down at the climaxing woman's beautiful face. There was a glowing rapture in her eyes as she violently rolled her head from side to side, her hair swirling crazily around her deliciously flushed cheeks.
Driven half-mad by the beautiful sight, he began pounding his prick more violently into her jerking, spasming body, bringing her one jolting orgasm after another. Reaching down and grasping her smooth asscheeks, the wildly fucking youth began goosing his fingers into the soft crack while he covered her moistly parted lips with his hot open mouth. With their tongues passionately entwined, he continued violently fucking into her until the beautiful woman was almost out of her mind from the overwhelming ecstasy.
Aware that he was about to shoot his load into her hotly squeezing pussy, Ted began slamming his powerful hard-on in to the hilt, bringing squeals of delight from deep in her throat.
"Oh, fuck!" he panted. "I can't hold back any longer! Here comes my jizz!"
"SQUIRT, BABY, SQUIRT!" she screamed with elation. "CREAM ME, HONEY! SQUIRT ME FULL OF THE SHIT!"
Then he violently exploded, spewing his hot thick cum deepinto her spasming fuck-hole. Spurt after spurt jetted out of his belching cock, again bringing her to one orgasm after another. Still climaxing, the walls of her slippery cunt clasped passionately around his stroking boner, literally sucking and milking every last drop of sticky cum from his shaft.
It was the wildest, most fantastic orgasm she'd ever experienced, and as he continued pounding his hard meat in and out, she suddenly realized the virile youth hadn't lost his erection after his first ejaculation.
"OH, SHIT!" she screamed with glee, writhing her hot snatch up around the bone-hard base of his thrusting cock. "DON'T STOP, HONEY! DON'T EVER STOP!"
Pumping into the beautiful woman's tingling cunt, Ted brought her to three more orgasms before he finally shot his second load.
"Oh, my God!" she sobbed as the exhausted youth collapsed on top of her. "I've never been fucked like that in my life!"
Finally gaining control of himself, Don Winters moved away from the window. The man decided to take a walk, trying to comprehend the scene he'd just witnessed. Every time he recalled the woman's lust-mad face or her moans and squeals of ecstasy, his cock would start throbbing again. He couldn't relate Brent Pearson's sweet and beautiful wife with the wild naked woman he's just seen.
He couldn't understand how Glenda could commit adultery with a young boy when she had such a fine husband. Don knew that young men of Ted's age always blabbed and bragged, and he hated the idea of Brent Pearson being the laughing stock of the town. Not wanting Brent to be the last one to hear about it while others snickered behind his back, Don decided he must be told, and the one to tell him should be his unfaithful wife.