"Naked horny wife" - читать интересную книгу автора (Logan Brad)

CHAPTER THREE.

The next day, Bette began her vigil at her windows to see what she could of her new neighbors. At about nine, she saw them carry a small round table onto their back porch, bring out trays of food, and sit down to eat.

She only had a few good looks, but there were three of them. Jim, to whom she had given the candles, a woman who was much younger, about twenty-five, and a teenaged boy. The woman was blonde, willowy, and attractive. The boy was dark like his father.

Later, after Jim drove away in his Mercedes sports car and the boy rode away on his bicycle, Bette saw the woman alone in the yard. She went out to say hello.

"Thanks for the candles," the woman said when Bette called a hello to her. "We still don't have any electricity, but I expect the man to come over any time now to turn it on."

As they talked over the fence, Bette was impressed by the woman's beauty. Her blue eyes shone with intelligence, her complexion was creamy and flawless, and her features well sculpted and pretty. She introduced herself – her name was Sue.

When Sue smiled, her teeth gleamed in the bright desert light. With what Bette had seen of Sue's body in the candle light the night before, she realized Sue was a true beauty.

Bette invited Sue over for coffee, and Sue accepted gratefully.

Bette asked Sue where they had come from. She explained they had just moved to Arizona from New York City. Jim was in real estate and had been investing heavily in Arizona for years, so they decided to move there.

"You'll love it," Bette said. "The weather is so nice."

"Yes, I'm looking forward to spending a whole winter by the pool. We're having a pool put in right away," Sue said.

"People don't usually swim here in the winter," Bette said. "They think it's too cold because it's only hi the eighties. They wait until it's a hundred."

"Oh, there's the electric man now," Sue said, looking out the window. "It was nice meeting you, and thanks for the coffee."

Bette finished her chores, watching for Sue to come outside again. Bette thought she might offer to help Sue get organized. But there was no sign of her, and the electric man's truck was still in Sue's driveway.

Bette went outside to water the plants. This was her favorite time of day, before noon, when it wasn't too hot. But as she watered the plants, a faint sound drifted to her.

At first the sound was so faint she hadn't noticed it, even though it was already affecting her. She was aware that she was getting horny, but there was nothing unusual about that – she often got horny.

Then she realized that there were low moans of sexual bliss coming from Sue's house! Bette stood still, and listened. There was no doubt about it. Sue must be fucking the electric man!

As Bette listened, goose bumps rose on her arms and legs. Her nipples became erect, and her cunt moistened. She'd heard of women fucking milkmen and mailmen and, working men, but she'd never encountered it herself. The thought that her new neighbor, a woman she had just served coffee to, would do something like that appalled her – and thrilled her, too!

Bette remembered how she had jerked off in front of the movers the day before. Wasn't that just as bad?

Now Bette heard the electric man gasping, and Sue's moans become shriller. The sounds filled Bette with lust, making her wish the electric man would come visit her next!

But she had to think of some way to ease her lust right away. She ran into the house and stood in the middle of the kitchen wondering what to do. She only came up with one solution – the usual one. Rushing to her room, she stripped and threw herself down on the bed.

Assuming her usual masturbatory position on her back with her legs spread, Bette grabbed her cunt with one hand and a tit with the other.

But as soon as she dipped a finger into her cunt she knew this wouldn't do. The sounds of Sue's moans of pleasure still echoed in her ears and the thrill of jerking off in front of the movers came back to her. No, she needed more than simple masturbation now!

She got up and wrapped her robe around her. Then she went to peer out the front window, waiting for the electric man to come out of Sue's house.

When he finally did come out and climb into his truck, Bette ran out and waved at him.

"Yoohoo," she called. "Could you come over and look at my wiring?"

He climbed out of the truck and came toward her. Bette's cunt tingled, and when she got a good look at him, it tightened. He was young and very good-looking!

"I smell something burning," Bette said. "I was afraid it was the wiring. Maybe the air conditioner is overloading a circuit or something." To herself she said, I think it's my cunt that's burning.

The man agreed to take a look, and Bette followed him into her house. He went to the utility room, sniffed at the fuse box, then went outside to look at the air conditioner. Bette followed him like a shadow.

She was desperate to fuck him but she didn't know how to give him the message. How had Sue done it? Bette wasn't used to this sort of thing – she'd never done it before.

"Everything seems all right," he said. "Where did you smell something burning?"

"Uh, in the hallway," Bette said, eager to keep the man, knowing she had to do something soon or he would leave her alone with her horniness.

"Well, I can't find anything wrong," be said. "If you smell it again, see if you can tell where it's coming from. Then give the company a call."

"Don't go!"

He stopped and turned around. Bette was facing him, her robe hanging open, her cunt and tits exposed.

"This must be my lucky day," he said to himself as he moved toward the naked woman. Bette held out her arms, welcoming him into her embrace.

He grabbed her roughly and pulled her to him. He kissed her hard. Bette felt a moment of fear, then melted in eager passion.

"Come to my bedroom," she whispered.

The man followed her, dropped his belt full of tools, then stripped off his clothes. Bette sank down on the bed and watched the man undress. By the time his hard prick was bared, she was panting.

He jumped onto the bed and grabbed her again. Now Bette was grabbing back with equal force. Ted was always so gentle, she thrilled to the rough style of this stranger.

As he thrust his tongue into her mouth and captured one of her tits in his hands, Bette grabbed his balls and squeezed. When she heard him moan, she let up just a bit. Meanwhile, she bit down on his strong tongue.

After kissing the man and letting him fondle her tits, she pulled her face away and looked him in the eye.

"Suck my tits!" she said.

Arching her back, she presented her tits for sucking. The man held one in each hand as he sucked them in turn. As he had done everything else, he sucked her tits with brisk eagerness.

Bette sighed happily.

As he sucked, he reached for her cunt. First he squeezed her pussy mound as though trying to crush it. Bette loved the way that felt! Then he forced his way inside, filling her with his thick fingers.

"Ohhhhh!" Bette gasped as the sensations of the man's brutish assault on her tender cunt filled her with rapture.

Rudely, he stuck his middle finger up her juice-filled pussy. His finger explored as though he were searching for contraband. When he pulled his finger out, he began to pinch her clit.

Bette's cunt had never been handled this way – and she loved it! At this rate, she would be in the grip of an orgasm soon, too soon. To avoid it she grabbed the man's wrist and yanked his hand from her cunt. Then she shoved him onto his back, his mouth popping from her tit.

"What…" be asked, surprised by her behavior.

But when he saw Bette's eyes focused so intently on his prick, he shut up. He knew what was coming, and was eager for it. But he didn't expect such a violent attack. Bette lunged her face at his cock, taking it right into her mouth. Her sharp teeth scraped roughly over his fat cockhead and she grabbed his balls again, too.

Sucking greedily, Bette made the guy squirm. She tasted the faint flavor of cunt on his prick, and realized it was Sue's. That weird added ingredient made this blow-job even more sensational.

"Oh, lady!" the man cried. "Oh-h-h!"

Bette even surprised herself as she sucked the fleshy bulb of his cock and bobbed her head up and down. But the presence of this hot prick in her mouth turned her into a desperate, hungry woman.

As much as she wanted to drink his jism, she had to feed her pussy. So when she felt his prick twitching faster, she lifted her face. Just in time, too, judging by the way he was panting.

She mounted him, bringing her cunt over his throbbing prick. She grabbed his cock with one hand, spread the lips of her cunt with the other, then lowered herself onto his cock.

"Ah-h-hhh," the man gasped as her tight cunt slid down over his prick.

Bette sat heavily on his hips, forcing his prick against the end of her pussy tunnel. For several seconds she remained like that, enjoying the fullness of his prick in her pussy. Then she began lifting and dropping her hips, sliding his prick in and out.

She leaned forward, bracing herself with her hands on the guy's chest. In that position, her cunt was rubbed by the top of his sliding shaft. Her tits hung from her chest and the man scooped them up in his hands.

Slowly at first, Bette moved her hips, sliding his prick deep into her cunt. As her lust increased, so did the speed of her fucking.

"A-a-a-a-a!" she wailed.

She watched the electric man as she fucked him. In the bright light of the room she watched him cringe in passion. He was going to come, she could tell, and she waited to feel the heat of his jism entering her.

"Hahhh!" the man cried and lifted his head from the pillow.

"O-o-o-o-o!" she moaned.

Now both of them were in mid-orgasm. The atmosphere of the room was charged with their passion, the air vibrating with their cries.

Bette's climax refused to quit. It lasted longer than any other, and she kept riding the man like a jockey on the home stretch even when his own orgasm had passed.

"Oh, oh," he gasped, hoping the woman would stop soon.

But Bette was already on her second orgasm, and there was no end in sight. Her body glistened with sweat and her mouth was dry from constant wailing. Her tits swung wildly. And still she fucked with all her might, her pleasure as intense as ever. Only when her strength was about to give out did she slow her thrusts and gradually grind to a halt.

"God, lady," the man sighed. "You must have really needed to get fucked. I never seen nothing like that!"

"Yeah! I haven't gotten laid since last night!"

Bette let herself collapse in a heap beside the man, enjoying the relaxation of satisfied passion. She was hardly aware of the man dressing, and only vaguely did she hear him say good-bye.