Chapter 5
Sarah backed away cautiously, terrified now that the kids might discover she had watched what they did ... everything! She was relieved that they were both going out again, for it took the burden off of her pretending to come home. Now she could just be sitting in the living room when Cindy came home ... the second time.
She was practically in shock, struggling within her mind to comprehend all she had seen and heard. It was no real surprise to know that Cindy was screwing, not from all she had heard from the other mothers, but she had no idea that her precious sixteen-year-old was such a practiced woman! ... Damn, she knows a few tricks I don't know yet! And she's just sixteen!
Sarah eased into her bedroom and closed the door quietly, confident that the kids would not come this way before leaving.
She lay on her bed, hardly breathing, until she heard the front door slam and could at last relax again. Then and only then did the still-naked woman begin to ponder the confusing and frightening complexities of her own emotions. And she "knew, that she had discovered a secret, perhaps perverted, facet of her own womanhood that she had never even guessed at before, not in those long empty nights since she became a young widow. Not ever.
He was so beautiful, like something out of a painting! No, like a statue, like one of those ancient statues of naked voting men 'throwing the discus or climbing from horseback. . . What an incredible body, so sleek and hard and firm, Mmmmmm, it was ... delicious-looking!
Sarah felt her legs opening and closing, her thighs rubbing arousedly against each other as she lay alone in the darkness, breathing slowly but heavily as her mind flashed with the images of her daughter's passion ... and her daughter's boyfriend's hard, virile manhood! She remembered something she had stashed away in the closet, a silly gag gift from one of her kooky girlfriends. She had laughed when
Hilda gave it to her for a joke, but she hid it away in case Cindy ever came across it and thought her mother was that kind of woman. Sarah held her breath and tried to make herself think of something else, but she couldn't. . . her mind kept returning to the shelf in the closet where Hilda's gag present still lay in the box it came in ... a seven-inch vibrator!
Oh, no, I can use that thing.' It was just a joke from that dirty-minded Hilda ... I can't!
But almost as the pretty blonde mother reassured herself, she was swinging her legs off the bed. She stopped a few feet short of the closet, shook her head in self-disgust, and then opened the door. She left the light off, as if the darkness could somehow hide the shame of what she was going to do. The box was on the top shelf toward the back and she went right to it; her fingers trembled as she took the obscene gadget from its hiding place. There was a tiny switch on the flat end and she turned it on, half of her, the decent part of her conscience, hoping upon hope that the thing wouldn't work ... but it whirred into action, vibrating powerfully in her hand.
Sarah was close to tears as she stretched out again on her bed, alone oh, so alone! in the dark. Her eyes were closed and her mind reeled dizzily with the lurid images of the handsome young boy who had so incredibly fucked Cindy while she watched. She thought wantonly of his youthful firmness, his lean muscled legs pumping strongly as he rocked his long, hard cock in and out of the young girl's hotly squirming cunt. . . Godddd, I wish he were here! I wish he was fucking me now with that gorgeous hard cock! Awwww, it hurts just thinking about it!
Her legs were moving apart without her willing it, as if her long-unfulfilled desires were seizing control of her body and forcing it to respond. Her thighs parted as she moved her hands down to the steaming warmth of her hair-fringed cunt. The vibrator was in her right hand, switched off, and she began to shamelessly caress the soft moist folds of her vagina, her fingers wriggling into the puffy pink flesh of her labial lips until she found the nerve-packed pearl of her clitoris.
Oooooh, God help me! I have to do it. I have to!
The vibrator came on, surprisingly loud in the silence of her darkened bedroom, and the naked housewife spasmed convulsively as the rounded tip brushed over the distended lips of her cunt. Her back arched sharply until her cheeky bottom was not touching the bed at all, her weight on her shoulders and heels. The humming vibrator worked deliberately between the moist warm folds of her pussy until ... !
Aaaahhh, it feels so good there on my clit! Aw, yes, it's gonna' make me cum and stop this hurting for awhile!
The vibrator's whirring tip was pressed hard against the sensitive tiny bud of her clitoris and the lips of her vagina closed fleshily around the buzzing gadget as she held it deliciously in place. Her thighs were widely-splayed and she held the salacious toy with both hands, pressing it wantonly into the naked, hair-rimmed slit of her cunt like a hard, throbbing cock ... like Tim's cock, like a dozen cocks just like his! like the endless young teenage cocks that she knew now she needed so badly!
How long she lay like that, she would never know, for the time could not be measured in minutes or seconds, but rather, in the increments of pleasure and fulfillment as the frustrated young widow brought herself moaningly to the dismal brink of her own self-abused climax!
When she started to cum, her moans deepened as if coming from some hidden source of passion deep in her loins. Her eyes were open in the darkness and her eyelids fluttered as her gasping moans of pleasure degenerated into a single, incessant wail as old as womanhood ... the whining, helpless plea of a woman nearing the momentary death of her mind-bending orgasm!
"Aaawwwww ... Goddddd!" It was all she could manage, for her breath seemed to be choked back like a powerful hand was tightly pressed around her neck. Her large, full breasts jiggled on her chest and her nipples hardened to the size of small dark marbles. She choked and gagged on the rising heat of her orgasm and then, impulsively, she shoved the seven-inch vibrator, still whirring, into the ravenous, cock-starved heat of her cunt.
"Oooh, it's in me ... it's so big, like a huge dick! And it's vibrating ... God, how it's vibrating!" she gasped aloud, wriggling around on her bed as the long hard device surged into the empty, man-hungry depths of her womanhood!
"Aaaaaahhhhh, yessssss!! "