Chapter 2

Just after Jack had left for the office—as Lorraine told him—she had gone to the bathroom to take a shower. She hadn't closed the door and midway through her ablutions she realized that Ricky, their teenaged son, was standing in the hallway, watching her.

It had thrilled her to the core.

Far from trying to conceal her naked body, Lorraine had pretended that she was unaware of the watcher and had soaped her big tits, pulling at the nipples, then lathered her bushy cunt up, parting her thighs so that the horny teenager could get a good look at her pussy.

Then she had turned her back to him and soaped the crack of her ass and, bending over with her legs apart, giving him another eyeful of her crotch from behind.

Jack was groaning as she confessed to having put on a performance for their son.

"He must take after you, darling," she said. "Liking to peep and all."

Jack had his prick out now and the hard cock was beating like a drum.

Lorraine began to fondle his sex tackle, but she was careful not to fall into the steady rhythm that would bring him to the crest. Lorraine never wanted to waste a load of cum on a hand job.

As she played with his prick, Jack kneaded her tits and pulled at the swollen tips. He dropped his head and sucked them, switching back and forth from nipple to nipple, then kissed her faithless lips again.

"I wonder if Nancy likes to peek, too," she speculated, whispering into his mouth.

Nancy was their nubile teenaged daughter. She looked a lot like her mother—and probably had inherited that lustful lady's inclinations.

"Maybe you should let Nancy watch you shower, too, darling," she suggested. "I'll bet she'd love to stare at your big prick while you soaped it—especially if it got nice and hard. Oooooh—maybe you could jerk off in the shower while our little girl was watching you."

Jack thought that a splendid idea, having often had naughty fantasies about the girl.

"I just know that Ricky must have beat his meat after he was staring at me," the wanton woman continued. "I wish I could have seen it!"

"You are so wicked," Jack rasped as he stabbed his tongue into her soaking mouth.

"Ummmmm—I know. I can't help it," she moaned, batting her eyelashes demurely.

But her husband had always known that.

He had met her at a gang bang.

"I was thinking, darling," she sighed. "Maybe when the kids get home from school—maybe we could pretend we didn't know they were home and—and have a lovely fuck with the bedroom door open."

"Yeah," he groaned.

The thought of having Nancy watch him fuck her mother was a real turn-on. His cock throbbed in Lorraine's hand and her nipples exploded in his lips as he dove down to suckle some more.

He supposed it was just pillow talk, that they wouldn't really do it—but it sure was making him horny to think about performing for their kids.

It was exciting Lorraine even more, since she was the exhibitionist who complemented her husband's voyeurism, the other half of the carnal coin.

She wished that there were someone there to watch them at the moment, as she lay back on the carpet, eager to get well fucked. Blowing other guys always made Lorraine feel loving towards her husband.

Jack crawled aboard her lush loins. Lorraine raised her knees and parted her thighs wide, hiking her ass up from the floor and tilting her cunt to the coupling angle.

He laid his cockhead in her curly blonde cunt bush and leaned down to kiss her lips and suck on her swollen titty tips some more, enjoying the foreplay, switching between stiff nubbins and spunky mouth.

His fat cockhead was surging in and out like a purple lizard basking on a mossy shelf. His pisshole was open and gooey drops of preliminary cum oozed into her silken pussy.

Then he slid back and his prick dipped into her crotch. With only the dribbling snout in her cunt, he pumped his cock sinew, making it throb. The swollen cock slid up and down in her pussy and brushed her clit.

Lorraine decided to excite him further.

"I love having you watch me suck cock, darling. I love to milk a young man off in my mouth while your eyes are burning into me!"

Her cunt was tugging on his cock-knob, pulling the flaring wedge in deeper.

"I wonder if Ricky ever had a blowjob?" she sighed.

Jack groaned at the intimation, imagining what it would be like to watch his lovely wife sucking their son's prick and drinking his jizz.

"I wonder if Nancy likes to get tongue fucked, too," the wayward wife speculated. "Would it make you hot to see me giving her a suck, darling?"

He groaned again. Maybe this was merely stimulating conversation, but it was sure effective. His cockhead was pounding savagely in her cunt.

She undulated sinuously, hiking her haunches up higher, and stabbed down on his cock.

"Fuck me, Jack! Shove your big cock up me and fuck my ass off!" she wailed.

Jack cupped his hands under the firm cheeks of her ass and braced his own ass for the thrust. Then he rammed his cock balls-deep into her pussy.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" she whimpered, squirming joyfully on that full penetration.

Her cunt was so creamy that it was like sticking his prick in a paste pot and so hot that he thought it was going to blister his prick. He held it all jammed in, grinding it around in her pussy.

Lorraine began to fuck first, pulling her pussy up and down on a few inches of cockshaft. His cock-knob felt like a lump of molten iron in the core of her cunt and his long, steely prick was levering like a crowbar in the chute, driving her wild with the sensations.

Jack held himself arched, letting her move on his immobile cock for a few moments. Then he fell into the rhythm with her, driving his prick in as she jerked down.

His balls swung in heavily, thudding against her upthrust ass with solid whacks. She ground her groin around, screwing her cunthole down on his shaft.

Her cunt-sleeve fluttered and contracted, molding the wet walls to the contours of his cock. Her inner rings were sucking on his prick just like a mouth.

Her pretty face turned from side to side, eyes narrowed, slimy lips slack.

"I'm thinking about Ricky, darling!" she whispered, forming an oval of her lips.

That was fine with Jack.

He was thinking about Nancy. He pumped it to her slowly and steadily, trying to make it last as long as possible, but knowing it couldn't be very long, horny as he was from his fantasies and from having watched her blow the milkman.

Dipping down, he shoveled it to her with a low, rippling, underslung stroke. His balls rolled along the plush carpet as his cock sank in.

Then he heaved his haunches up and plowed in from a higher angle, running every inch of his iron-hard cockshaft across her pulsating clit.

Lorraine clamped her thighs around his hips, hooking her knees and locking her heels together behind his ass. Then her feet flew up, pedaling in the air as if she were pumping a bicycle up an incline.

Her curvaceous body bridged deeply and soft moans came from her adulterous mouth as she began to soar towards the peak of her passion.

Her cunt was juicing heavily. His cock was splashing as it plunged in like a torpedo launched in a swamp. Each time he plugged her pussy he was pumping cunt juice from the slot. Her whole crotch was heavily lathered with foam and trickles seeped down into the crack of her ass.

Jack loomed up, turning his face down so he could see his thick prick sliding in and out of her pink cunt, imagining that it was their son's cock ramming in. Her cuntlips distended down his prick as he pulled out, sucking so hard that he was damned near fucking her inside out.

Her clit began to go off like a Gatling gun on his shaft, setting off a deeper explosion inside her smoldering pussy. She gasped at the thrill. Waves of lust raced across her loins and shot like high voltage electric currents up her trembling thighs.

The flow from her cunt was getting hotter and thicker and creamier as her juice turned to girl cum.

"Creamin', darling!" she gurgled.

Her ass and hips began to dance a wanton waltz as she fucked away in a melting frenzy, and Jack began to hammer his cock in savagely, ready to join her at the crest. She was whipping her pelvis around so vigorously that it was like some fucking machine running amok.

Her ass heaved up higher and her hips swiveled in an S-shaped pattern, screwing up and down on his prick. She was at the very peak and holding, her pleasure prolonged, waiting for him to soar to his own crest.

"Jizz me, Jack! Slime in me!" she wailed, yearning to feel his fuck-juice spurt out.

He threw his head and shoulders up, howling like a dog as he neared the magic moment. His balls exploded as they hit her ass and his long prick rippled as the thick juice came rushing up the tube.

Then his cum was spurting into her savagely.

Lorraine squealed in ecstasy as the steaming spunk deluged her pussy. She melted again, her cunt cum swirling out to mingle with his jizz, turning her fuckhole into a boiling caldron of cream.

He poured cock spume into her as he drove in and shot more out on the backstroke, cumming on the recoil. His load was lavish, seeming to come by the bucketful. Lorraine could feel it sloshing around in her loins. She could hear his hot cock hiss up her pussy and his fuck-juice hose into her with a splash.

She loved fucking her husband.

But she would have rather been fucking their son—with her husband looking on.