"Hot young wife" - читать интересную книгу автора (Leonard Ted)

CHAPTER TEN

Harriet's pussy liked lots of cocks from that day on. Every day, as her husband puttered around the house, she secretly diddled her twat, keeping it hot and moist. Every night, when her husband went to work, she found herself a nice stiff dick somewhere, somehow.

A few days after her young brother-in-law left with a spent prick Harriet realized just how lucky she was to be a soft fuckable girl. She was eighteen and aching. She couldn't imagine why she never struggled with the men who had wanted to fuck her and eat her and make her neat tits feel good.

Sitting on the sofa she hiked her dress up in front and spread her lovely legs real wide. Resting her pretty head back comfortably, she drew her soft hand aver her juicy young twat and began massaging it. Within minutes she was panting hotly, humping her hips wildly, finger fucking her squishy wet cunt.

After a nice hot cum she sat moaning, petting her pleased pussy. She was thinking about cock. Reaching over to the table she picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello?" said a male voice.

Harriet sighed, petting her twat with her other hand. "Hi, Daddy."

"Harriet! Baby! Jesus, I thought you'd never call me! I thought you'd go through life never forgiving me for the things I did to you. I've been thinking about that a lot lately."

"Me, too," Harriet said.

"I wanted to tell you how sorry I am," her father muttered.

"Oh, Daddy, I want to tell you how glad I am that you fucked me so early in my life."

"What!" he gasped.

Harriet giggled and stuck her wet finger up her juicy cunt. "I guess you're surprised, but don't be. I'm a different girl now."

"Different? How different?"

"I love sex," Harriet sighed, fingerfucking her wet twat and wiggling her cute little ass. "I used to think it was horrible what you were doing to me. How silly I was! Oh, Daddy, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't be so happy now!"

"Jesus Christ," he groaned. "Is this really my Harriet?"

She laughed sensuously and cooed, "Your horny Harriet. Ohh, Daddy, I could never tell you what you've done for me. Most of the women in this neighborhood are afraid of sex. I see housewives everywhere arguing and fighting with their husbands because they're really not getting enough cock. It's sad. I was talking to two girls at the store the other day."

Harriet smiled, working her slender finger in and out of her furry young twat. "Are you jerking your prick, Daddy?"

"Hell, yes!"

"Hmmm, good. I can just see it! Do you know what I'm doing? I'm sitting on the sofa with my dress way up and I'm fingerfucking my pussy. Keep whacking your cock, Daddy, and I'll cum like crazy on my hand."

"Harriet, my baby, my darling." Her father was groaning. His breath started sounding funny and Harriet started humping her twat faster on her frigging finger.

"Daddy, I'm cumming," she panted.

"I'm shooting cum all over the floor!" her daddy said.

"Ohhhhhh," Harriet moaned and fucked her cunt hotly up and down as her finger served as a dick in her fiery cunthole. Hot joyjuices came flooding from her belly into her twat, making it steamy and wet. Glistening juice covered her whole hand as she frigged herself to complete orgasm.

"Ohhhhhmmmmm, that was nice," she purred into the phone. "But I wish you were here to fuck me. Why don't you visit me, Daddy?"

"That costs a lot, Harriet."

"Ain't I worth it? Wouldn't you like to suck my nifty tits? They're really nice ones now. And wouldn't you like to lick my pretty little cunt? You always liked eating my pussy. I'll bet your cock would like to slide into my twat now. I'm a big girl now, Daddy, and my cunt can do things to your cock you never dreamed of. Please get the money and come see me. I'd sure like to see you. Mmmmm, we could fuck all night."

"I'll leave tomorrow," her father rasped and hung up abruptly.

Harriet giggled and replaced the phone. Smiling contentedly, she reined on the sofa and used both hands on her ass and cunt to bring herself off once again. Her slim fingers invaded her asshole and pussyhole. They slipped and slid in and out of the gashes as her body twisted and writhed hotly. Seconds later, she was grunting like a hurt animal, humping her ass and cunt hotly, drenching her hands in cuntjuices.

She was just working herself up to another wet cum when she heard sounds next door. Getting to her feet and wiping her wet hands on her dress, she went to the side window and peeked through the curtain. Her next-door neighbor, Mr. Wilton, was repairing a fence.

Harriet watched him for a few minutes, thinking lewd thoughts about him. He was a nice old guy with blue eyes and white hair that made him seem father-like to Harriet. She wondered what his dick looked like.

"Mr. Wilton?" she cooed, parting the curtains.

He looked up from his work. His eyes rested on the valley between her ripe young tits for a moment. "Yes, Harriet," he said.

"Could you come over for a minute?" she purred.

"Sure thing," he said, putting the hammer down.

Harriet met him at the kitchen door and let him in. He tried not to stare at the sharp thrust of her jutting young tits in her tight little dress. "What can I do for you?" he wanted to know.

Harriet smiled prettily. "You're so nice," she said. "Always willing to help us."

"Well, I like helping young folks get on their feet. You and your husband are well worth my time and effort."

"I knew you'd say something like that," she cooed. "And there is something YOU could help me with."

"What is it?"

Harriet lowered her eyelashes like a little girl and cooed, "Well, I don't exactly know how to say it."

"Oh, come now," he said, putting a fatherly hand on her shoulder. "We're friends, aren't we? I fixed your sink. I repaired the front steps. I even mowed your lawn a few times."

"Yes, I know," Harriet said softly, liking the weight of his hand. "But what I have in mind isn't like any, of those things." She sighed and added, "I'd feel awful if you got mad at me."

"Mad at you!" he blurted. He cupped her pretty face between his hands and said, "You can't make me mad at you, Harriet. How can you even think like that? Don't you know I'd do anything for you?"

Harriet licked her tongue across her lips. Her nipples were tingling in her dress. Her twat was quivering. "Will you fuck me?" she asked.

The man's hands froze on her face for a few seconds. Then they started trembling. He looked ill. "Are… are you serious?" he gasped.

"Yes! Please don't get mad at me. I really want you to. I was… I mean, you've thought of me in that way, haven't you?"

"Well, of course, but…"

"Would you like to fuck me?"

"Jesus," he groaned. "I can't believe we're having this conversation! A beautiful young girl like you wants an old duffer like me?"

"Oh, you're not old," Harriet cooed. She leaned toward him so her pointy tits touched his arms. "I've watched you working around your yard. You're a very energetic man. And you've got a nice chunky crotch."

"God damn," he grunted. "I've been reading about liberated women, but this takes the cake! But… if that's what you want, that's what you get."

Grinning handsomely at her, he slipped his hands down to her chest and parted her dress, baring her ripe pink-tipped tits. His hands smoothed over her flesh-globes.

Harriet smiled. "Do you like my tits?"

"Like them! They're gorgeous!"

Harriet giggled then. "Mmm, I like it when you lust for them like that. Ummm, your hands are so strong. You're making my tits horny."

Mr. Wilton chuckled, squeezing her perfect young boobs. "I didn't know tits could get horny," he said.

"Mine do," Harriet sighed, thrusting her boobs upwards. "Every part of me can get horny. Then I'm all horny all over. Mmmm, I like how you play with them."

She was stepping back slowly and he followed her, keeping his hot hands on her ripe tits. Harried moaned, loving the feel of his touch against the flesh of her boobs. Her firm young ass touched the edge of the table. Moaning softly, she deliberately leaned backward, stretching her lithe young body across the tabletop. She looked good enough to eat lying there with eyes twinkling and tits heaving.

"You beautiful doll," Mr. Wilton muttered, smoothing his hands along her slim figure, down to her thighs. He was lifting her dress up in front.

"Am I a doll?" Harriet cooed, spreading her legs as he raised her dress.

"I think so," he said hotly. "I've been watching you ever since you moved here. You always wear such sexy little things. Like a Barbie Doll."

"Umnun, I like that," Harriet cooed. "You can undress me like one and do anything you want to me."

"Christ," he groaned. He hardly heard her last remark. He'd shoved her dress way up on her belly, above her cute little navel, and he stood staring at her furry young cunt.

Harriet giggled and opened her legs wider so he could see every inch of her twat. She knew that if he saw it all naked and pink and wet, then he'd want to eat it and fuck it a lot. She was right.

The man groaned like an animal and suddenly he was leaning over her. His mouth turned into a sucking machine, devouring her ripe young tits, nibbling her nipples, licking her flesh. It spread hot saliva all over her heaving tits, then down her curvy body into her soft curly pussyhair. His tongue became a driving tickler all over her cuntlips and clit and fuckhole.

Squeezing and feeling her nice tits, he sucked her clit till Harriet was moaning loudly, twisting her ass on the table something fierce. Soon he stuck one of his hands under her writhing young ass and found her asshole open and receptive. Mauling her tits with one hand, and, fingerfucking her asshole with the other, he licked and lapped her furry young twat till she was squealing with joy.

Her ass was bouncing on the table. She was gasping, choking, shrieking from time to time, as his big tongue speared up into her cunthole and sucked deeply. Her slimy hot juices flowed continually as his nice tongue delighted her cuntwalls and fuck-channel. He filled her pussyhole with his tongue and wiggled it like mad, making Harriet go crazy with fantastic sex feelings.

"Ohhh! Mr. Wilton! Mmmmm, suck my cunt! You lick pussy so nice! Golly, what a nice neighbor you are! Ohhhh, eat me! Suck my cunt!"

Wilton was in seventh heaven. The delicious young housewife he had lusted after secretly for so long was now at his disposal, to do with as he wished. With that lewd thought in mind he ate her cunt till she was squealing with pleasure.

"Mr. Wilton!" she shrieked, thrusting her twat up at his sucking mouth. "It's… I'm… oh! Oh! Oh! Here it cums! It's… it's… ohhhhh, I'm cummihnnnggg!"

She cried and squealed and twisted and jerked on the table as Wilton licked, nibbled, chewed, and sucked her delightful young snatch. Harriet was going crazy with pleasure, humping her ass and twisted her cunt as his teeth, tongue, and lips drove her up the wall. Her soaked little fuck-hole was squirming round and round on his probing, drilling tongue. Her wet clit was tingling wildly. Her whole pussy was getting wetter and wetter and she came joyously. She was writhing and gasping hotly as her pussy flooded wetly.

She was still twisting and moaning when, through her heavy-lidded eyes, she saw Mr. Wilton up on the table with her. "What… what are you doing?" she panted hotly.

He grinned. Placing his knees to each side of her naked body, he inched his way upwards. Harriet's eyes widened and she gasped. She hadn't known he had opened his pants and gotten his big wet cock out.

"Oh, my God!" she gasped, seeing his huge soaked prick wobbling around as he climbed over her. His bulging cockhead was absolutely drenched with his horny pre-cum and it was dribbling onto her heaving young tits.

With a lewd chuckle Wilton grabbed her head and lifted it up. At the same time, to Harriet's surprise and delight, he pushed his thick wet prick between her soft lips into her hot young mouth.

"MMMM!" she gasped. She welcomed half of his big dick into her mouth and shivered with excitement. Her next door neighbor had turned into a regular beast. Moaning with pleasure, she blew his cock happily as he hornily fucked her nice young mouth.

She grasped his thick cockshaft and jerked it rapidly as she sucked and sucked on his rampaging cockhead. He was very hot so it didn't take long, to get him off. She grunted and lashed her little pink tongue wildly round and round his fucking cockhead and sucked harder and faster as his prick began spitting and spurting and gushing hot cockcream down her throat.

She didn't get off that table for hours. To Wilton this horny young housewife was a smorgasbord. He ate her and fucked her mouth. Then he screwed her up the ass, rolling her over onto her nice tits. Later, he fucked the hell out of her horny young twat.

Harriet loved every minute of the orgy on the table. Never before had her kitchen table seemed so nice. It was during this sex-dripping rape that she got her horniest idea. Wilton's big stiff cock was driving like mad up into her squirmy wet cunt and she was cumming for the tenth time, writhing and moaning hotly. The thought just popped into her lovely head. She filed it away for when Wilton was gone.

He wouldn't have left at all that night if it was up to him. He was thoroughly hooked on Harriet's horny cunt. But his wife called from next door after a few hours, wondering where in hell he was.

He pumped the rest of his hot thick cum into her juicy little twat and kissed her goodbye, promising to come by the next day to bang her cunt again.

Harriet padded naked to the living room where she got a pencil and paper. Rubbing her horny wet snatch with one hand, she wrote with the other, making a list of all her neighbors, all the males who had been eyeing her since she moved to this area. It was an idea that made her giggle with excitement. She called it her Good Neighbor Policy.

The following evening, after her hubby took off for work, she called Mr. Smith, the man who lived on the other side of her house. She told him she needed him to check her hot water heater. He was a nice old guy like Mr. Wilton, and like Mr. Wilton, he wound up fucking Harriet's hot and horny twat.

The next evening she seduced Mr. Clanter, a younger man who lived just beyond the Wilton's with his pretty wife and two kids.

The night after that she got Mr. Simmons to help her carry in her groceries. In the kitchen she fell to her knees and got his big cock out and sucked it to death.

Two weeks later her Good Neighbor Policy was in full swing and she was having loads of fun. Her hot little list had fourteen men's names crossed off. But she had seduced males from only ten homes. This was because some of the homes had more than one male in them. Like the Barrets, for example. There was Mr. Barret, who took his false teeth out to munch her cunt, and Billy Barret, his son, a tall skinny boy with a tall skinny dick that thrilled Harriet's cunt most of the night.

A month later, with thirty names crossed off her list, Harriet was in her bedroom riding her twat on a man's stiff poker. This was Sam Hilldon, lying on his back eyeing and feeling her ripe young tits as this horny housewife slipped her tight young cunt up and dawn on his boner.

"Ohhh, this is so much fun," Harriet was panting. She was shivering with climax, her fifth. Her wet cunt was stretched wide by the man's enormous bull-cock and she was really enjoying its bigness and thickness up her twat.

Twisting and turning her hot cunt on his upright cock she panted, "I don't think I can ever get enough cock."

This was Harriet's new truth. Her whole body was now devoted to sex pleasure. The silly reluctant little girl of a few years ago was gone forever. She was now a lithe and lovely female with loads of passion for men who kiss her and nibble her and eat her and suck her and fuck her. She was definitely horny Harriet.

Fucking her twat hard on the cream-pumping cock, she moaned, "Ohhh, fuck it into my pussy! Ohhh, Daddy, if you could see your little girl now! Ummmmmm, you cum a lot! Pump it into me! Fuck the slit out of me. Ohhh, my pussy's doing cartwheels! Fuck the shit out of me. Ohhh, my pussy's doing cartwheels! Ummmm, more, more, make me cummmmmm. Ohhhh, I'm cumiiinnnggg! You nice fucking man!"

After their vicious cumming, Harriet lay on the big man and hugged him as her drenched cunt kissed and loved his spent dick.

"Mr. Hilldon?" she whispered, licking at his ear.

"Yeah, kitten?" he said, rubbing her ass.

"How many sons do you have?"

"Three."

"How old are they?" Harriet wanted to know.

"Uhhh, Tom is eighteen, Clint is nineteen, and Sam Junior is old enough. Why?"

Harriet slipped down hiss body and took his nice cock into her mouth. "Bring them with you tomorrow night," she cooed. She was already thinking of the thousands of cocks she hadn't fucked yet.