Chapter 2
Rebecca grinned with mischievous enjoyment, pleased by his reaction. Much to her delight, her unambiguous comment, offered so casually, had totally discombobulated the poor man. She knew he wanted to fuck her, but hadn't expected to get more than a peek at her pussy. Clay had not fucked her in several days, and she had been so busy with her own work she hadn't taken the time to find a stand-in for him. The thought of trying out a younger man, one so enamored of her naked charms, excited her.
"Assuming, of course, that you would like to fuck me," she continued. "I am several years older than you. Maybe you don't like older women. I can understand if you don't find me attractive and don't want to fuck me." She kept using that word, aware of the effect it had on him. "I would be terribly disappointed, but I would understand. On the other hand, maybe I can help you fuck Carla better. Will she be gone long?"
Alan's mind whirled like a kaleidoscope. His vision blurred. His tongue flapped around in his mouth several moments before he got it under control. "Uh.. .yeah, I guess so," he muttered. "She's usually gone most of the day when she shops."
Rebecca stretched her legs out in front of her, with her thighs spread so he could see her pussy better. She held her back ramrod-straight and pushed her tits out. "Clay won't be home for at least three hours, so we don't have to worry about being interrupted, do we? You would like to fuck me, wouldn't you? I mean, you can see what I have to offer. I'm not too old and wrinkled for you, am I?"
The barrage of provocative questions disconcerted Alan even more. His brain was aflame with the desire to fuck her. He didn't know where to look, at her tempting twat or her magnificent tits. The thick lips of her pussy peeked through the forest of chestnut hair in her crotch, glistening with moisture. She might think she was wrinkled, but he certainly couldn't see why.
He couldn't reply to her questions verbally. His voice seemed to be locked away in his throat. He stood and started fumbling with his clothes, hot to try out this older, more accomplished woman.
"Not here," Rebecca said with a sexy chuckle. "The neighbors might see us and call the cops, or try to horn in. Either situation could get sticky, and I don't need the hassle. I don't have any objection to fucking in front of others, but I'm not sure our neighbors would accept my openness."
She held out her hand for him to help her up, then led him into her house. Inside, she released his hand and backed away from him. "Why don't you undress and let me see what you have to offer?"
She made no effort to help him shed his clothes. She stood with her legs apart, fluffing up the curls of her dense bush and looking carefully at each part of his body as he bared it. He pushed his pants down and his cock jutted straight out from his groin, randy and ready for action.
She held it lightly with one hand and ran her palm up and down the pulsating shaft. "Very nice. Carla certainly can't complain about the size. Let's take a quick shower together, then we'll see how well you use it."
He didn't want to waste time in the shower. He wanted to stick his prick in her right now. She could bathe after they fucked.
"To hell with a shower," he said through clenched teeth. "I want to fuck you. You've got me so hot I can't stand it!"
"Ahh, that's one of the secrets, dear," she said softly. "If you fucked me right now, you'd cum after just a few strokes. And then what? If you're going to put your nice tool in my pussy, I've got to get something out of it, too. I don't eat at fast food joints, and I don't do quickies. I might end up all sweaty and sticky, but I like to start out nice and clean, then wallow in the after effects of a good fuck. I'm an epicure of sex, dear. Do as I say, and you'll get all the pussy you can handle."
Using his cock as convenient handle, she led him to the bathroom. He went along meekly, aware he couldn't dominate her the way he did Carla. She turned on the water, pushed him into the shower and got in behind him. She picked up a bar of fragrant soap, reached around him with both arms, and began to wash his prick.
"I'm going to smell like a girl," he muttered.
"You're going to smell like pussy when I get through with you. Your cock will soon start feeling really good," she whispered in his ear. She pressed her hard, pointy nipples into his back and scrubbed her bush against his buttocks. His meat became very slippery as she worked her hands along it, pumping it gently. "Better and better." Her hands moved a little faster. "Doesn't that feel good? Do you jack off very often?"
"Uh.. .I.. .uh.. . ! " he gasped. "I want to fuck you!" he blurted.
"No pussy until we take the pressure off, dear," she cooed. "You're so tense, you'll stick your cock in my cunt, pump a couple of times, then shoot. Stop thinking of yourself and think of my needs, and of giving me pleasure. A good lover knows he'll get everything he wants if he gives a woman as much pleasure as she can handle."
"You're going to make me cum!" he gasped.
"Of course I am, dear. I'd hate to think I've lost my touch. Don't worry about it getting hard again. I can do things you wouldn't believe. Just relax and enjoy."
He couldn't argue with her logic, but he still didn't want her to jack him off. He wanted to fuck her! He opened his mouth to object and the rising tension in his groin cut him off. Suddenly, his prick erupted. Thick steams of sticky jizz jetted in all directions as her hand flew up and down his throbbing shaft.
She mashed her tits into his back and began to breathe rapidly as she continued to stroke his cock until his cum dribbled to a stop. "I like to watch a man cum," she whispered. "You spewed cum all over the shower. Do you always cum so much?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Why did you make me waste it?"
"A good cum is never a waste, dear. I'm going to fuck your balls off and make you cum just as hard later, believe me."
She washed him, then herself, not letting him touch her. He hadn't learned to control himself yet, and she didn't want him to try to bulldoze her ass into the shower wall. He could pound her pussy when it would do her the most good. In the process, she would teach him how to give a woman loads of pleasure. He had the equipment for it.
Fucking younger guys gave her such delight. They were so virile, and, if handled properly, had so much endurance. She loved to take them in hand, so to speak, and teach them how to give a woman a full measure of pleasure. Almost as much as he loved the act of fucking itself. Almost!
She dried him off and led him to the guest bedroom. She might bring other men home and fuck them, but never in the bed she shared with her husband. She put Alan on the bed and knelt by him, gazing at his strong young body and first rate cock. His tool wasn't the largest she'd had, but skill counted for more than size.
He stared up at her, and her loveliness hit him like a blow to the solar plexus. Her long chestnut hair hung down past her shoulders, framing her beautiful face and graceful neck. Her tits were large, high and firm. Her supple skin glowed with a deep tan, and not a wrinkle showed anywhere. Her nipples were exceptionally dark, standing up from large, pebbly areolae. Her narrow waist flared into lush hips.
"God, you're so beautiful," he said, his voice husky with emotion. "I've got to fuck you!"
"Slow down, dear. Don't be selfish. I can teach you how to give your wife so much more pleasure." She took his prick in her hand and began to stroke it idly. "We have all afternoon, and I'm going to teach you how to last a long time, how to make a good fuck even better."
She leaned over and guided his cock into her ovaled mouth. He grunted from the fierce pleasure of her warm, wet mouth circling his throbbing cock. His balls were already swollen again. His shaft felt so hot and nothing eased the pressure better than plunging it into a moist, loving mouth.
Rebecca knelt by his hip, her belly sucked up, her thick-nippled tits dangling, brushing his flesh. She wet the head of his cock with saliva, then rubbed it over her sensual red lips. She cut her eyes up at him, let his swollen knob slide into her mouth, and sucked in deeply.
Alan sighed as her mouth sent waves of stimulation pounding through him. Every so often, she took his cock out of her mouth, rubbed the head lightly over her lips and licked the shaft lasciviously as she looked at him with a "fuck me" twinkle in her eyes.
He tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her head up. She looked at him questioningly. She hadn't felt his cock swell, signaling the arrival of an orgasm.
"I'm going to fuck you now!" he blurted. He sat up and tried to push her onto her back, and met strong resistance.
"You'll fuck me when I say so," she responded firmly. She pushed him down, straddled him and started sliding up his body.
He thought she was going to top-fuck him. She had other ideas. She slithered up his body until her cunt was under his chin. He lifted his head slightly, saw her hair-lined lips boring in on his mouth and realized what she was going to do.
"I want to fuck you," he said stubbornly.
"Stop being obnoxious," Rebecca hissed. She reached into her crotch with both hands, spread the lips of her pussy wide apart and lowered her ass until her soggy hole engulfed his mouth and nose. "I sucked your cock. Now you can eat my pussy."
The fleshy folds of her cunt captured his face. Her weeping hole pressed down on his lips. Her swollen clit bumped the tip of his nose. Alan's face was captured by the heavy folds of her cunt. The weeping hole was on his lips and her clit was mashed against the tip of his nose. He opened his mouth to breathe and she pushed down.
"Stick your tongue in my hole," she demanded. "Fuck me with it. Taste my cunt juice. Drink it! You'll like the taste." She wiggled her shapely ass around, smearing his lower face with her warm secretions. "Stick out your tongue!"
He stuck out his tongue, separated the thick lips and dipped into the core of her hot honey pot. Her sleek, pink membranes were wet and glistening. She did taste good. He savored the flavor. He began to pump his tongue in and out of her hole like a slender, short cock fucking into her hairy twat.
"That's right, dear. Fuck me with your tongue. Make my cunt feel good. You'll get your reward in a few minutes."
The sweet fragrance of her sex filled his nostrils, intoxicating him. She continued to wiggle her-ass as his tongue delved into her nether mouth.
She turned around on top of his face and leaned over, with her face directly above his rigid rod. His staff stood up from the thatch of hair in his groin like a flagpole in a patch of grass. Her new position made her clit more accessible than her cunthole. His tongue slid up her wet slit and pressed against her fleshy love button.
She held his prick in one hand and hunched on his face. "Mmmmmm, lick my clit, baby," she moaned. "I'll suck you off and let you cum in my mouth while you make love to my cunt."