Ginger didn't seem to notice how long Tom had been gone. When he finally walked in the house, she was busy in the kitchen, a funny smile on her face, humming to herself. If Tom hadn't been so full of his own thoughts, he might have noticed she was acting strangely.
Ginger didn't notice Tom's odd expression, either. All that evening they were wrapped up in their own musings, torn between guilt and excitement. Both wore thinking that the illicit affair must stop, that adultery is wrong, yet neither could bear the idea. When they got into bed that night, they carefully kept to their own sides. Not that they didn't love each other. They were simply afraid of giving away their guilty thoughts.
By the next morning lust had won for both of them. They had to see their lovers one more time.
Tom knew where Stacy worked, and he called her from his office, arranging for them to get together that evening at her place. He'd think of some excuse to tell Ginger. Meanwhile, late that afternoon, Ginger was standing in her front yard, pretending to rake the lawn, but actually watching the kids come home from school. Her heart started to pound when she saw Sonny coming down the street. He was pretty excited. He walked up to her and looked her intently in the eye.
"Hi, Mrs. Davis," he said loudly, in case any neighbors were listening, "you need any more help with this yard?"
Ginger's voice trembled a little as she replied, "Yes, Sonny, I do. Could you come over after dinner?"
"Yes, ma'am!" Sonny said happily.
Ginger went in the house feeling like a guilty sex fiend. She just couldn't keep her hands off that sexy teenager. But she also felt hot excitement at the thought of fucking Sonny again. Just one more time, she told herself, then she'd quit. The only problem was how to get Tom out of the house so she and Sonny could make love. As it turned out, Tom solved that problem for her.
"Honey," he said right after dinner, "I've gotta go back to the office for a couple hours. A lot of stuff piled up over the weekend."
"Oh, all right, dear," Ginger said, flying to sound disappointed. "Don't work too hard."
Tom was hardly out of the house before Sonny rang the doorbell. Ginger hurried to let him in. He was grinning from ear to ear.
"Boy, what luck," he said. "I just saw your husband leave."
"Yes, he'll be gone a few hours," Ginger said.
Then they stared at each other and blushed. Sonny still couldn't believe that this gorgeous red-haired older woman was his mistress. Ginger couldn't believe that a mere adolescent could turn her on so much. Finally Sonny gathered his courage, waked up to her, and kissed her. Ginger responded stiffly at first, then with increasing warmth, working her tongue wickedly over his.
"Oh, wow," Sonny sighed. "I've had a hard-on all day, just thinking about you."
"I've been pretty anxious myself," Ginger chuckled. "Come on, Sonny, we've got a real treat tonight. We can actually make love in a real bed."
She knew she should be more modest and ladylike, but she just couldn't wait to be with him. She grabbed his hand and led him down the hall to the bedroom. They undressed quickly and clumsily and then climbed onto the bed, Sonny hungrily ogling Ginger's big full bouncing breasts.
Sonny was on her in a minute, kissing her wetly, fondling her big soft tits, while Ginger panted in her eagerness and ran her hands over his smooth hard young body. She started with his shoulders and worked downward, slowly and deliciously, feeling his rippling muscles and warm silky skin. Then she finally touched his cock and got a surprise.
"Why, Sonny," she said, "you don't have a hard-on now."
Sonny blushed right down to his toes. "I guess I'm just nervous," he said.
Ginger considered the situation, and then said shyly, "Maybe I can do something about it, Sonny. If you don't mind, I'd really like to do what I did yesterday. I-I'd like to suck your cock."
Sanity brightened immediately. "Oh, hey, sure," he said. "That'd be great, Ginger."
She knew she was being an outrageous hussy even to mention it, but she couldn't resist. For years she'd wanted to play with Tom's cock, use her mouth on it, taste it, but he'd never asked her to. Yesterday she'd had just a few moments with Sonny's cock in her mouth, and she'd really gotten off on it. Now they had lots of time.
Sonny rolled onto his back, and Ginger crouched over him, her full pink-nippled boobs almost brushing his belly. She eyed the pale wrinkled stub of his prick. It looked adorable to her, young and clean and handsome. Her mouth started to water. She dipped her head down, stuck out her little pink tongue, and started to lap the milky-white soft appendage.
"Ummmnun, yeah," Sonny answered blissfully.
Ginger wanted to lick and taste him everywhere at once. Her wet gleaming tongue tickled and played on his soft little cock making it flop and bounce, running up and down in greedy licks. Then she was tickling down through his crisp black bush and onto his rosy wrinkled nut sacs. Sonny gave a snort of pleasure.
"Oh, man, yeah!" he gasped. "Lick my balls. Man, that feels great."
After all those years with no foreplay, Ginger wanted to take her time and experiment, to do all the naughty and exciting things of her fantasies. She bent low over the boy and lapped and lashed his warm flaccid balls, making them jiggle and flop. But soon just licking wasn't enough. Not knowing what gave her such a crazy urge, she bent even lower and sucked one tasty little bag into her mouth.
"Awwwww!" Sonny yelped. "Aw, Christ, yeah!"
He was surprised and delighted. He'd been with some pretty uninhibited girls, but nobody had sucked his balls before. Ginger, of all people! The modest, shy housewife, the respectable married woman, had figured out that wicked little trick all by herself Sonny felt his sensitive nut bathed in the fiery wetness of her mouth, and he moaned a hoarse moan of pleasure.
Ginger was getting hotly excited herself, her pussy starting to swell and cream as she sucked loudly and hungrily on the silky little bag. She felt it swelling up in her mouth till it was almost too big to hold, and she let it go, wet and plunp and rosy. She sucked in the other ball and gave it the same treatment, sucking it full of hot jisin. All the while Sonny moaned and writhed with pleasure.
"Awwwww, Christ, that's good," he whined. "Nobody, ever did that to me before, Ginger. It's fantastic."
Ginger blushed at his remark, but that didn't stop her from releasing his swollen wet nut and tickling upward again, through his crisp pubic curls to the sleepy little worm of his cock. Saliva rushed to her mouth as she gently fed his floppy little prick between her lips. Greedily she sucked it all in, till his moist fat balls rested against her chin. She started sucking fast and hard and ravenously on Sonny's good-tasting meat, making a loud lewd slurping noise.
"Oh, wowwwwww!" Sonny howled.
With that kind of encouragement, it didn't take him long to overcome his nervousness and get hard as a rock. Her hot slick sucking mouth felt great around his dick, and the sight of her flying red hair and great jiggling breasts did the rest. Sonny sighed with pleasure as he felt his cock growing long and thick and stiff on her busy little tongue.
"Ummmmm," Ginger muttered.
She wanted to keep all of that silky hot meat in her mouth, so she opened her throat and took in the fat head. His prick began to leak big bubbles of salty juice, and she gurgled lustily and swallowed it as fast as it came. Her sucking got faster, harder, more juicy and loud. If only Tom would let her do this to him!
Sonny was red-faced with horny excitement by now, panting, starting to move his swollen cock helplessly back and forth over her tongue. Her sucking felt wonderful, but he was beginning to worry that he wouldn't be able to control himself, that he'd shoot his load right into her mouth. She was pretty inexperienced, he knew. She might not like a mouthful of come.
"Hey, Ginger," he gasped, "look out. I think I'm gonna come. Can't help it."
Ginger imagined getting a mouthful of his hot creamy jism. She already liked the taste of his dripping juices. She nodded her head vigorously, her mouth still full of his thick hard meat, and began to suck him even faster. Sonny, unable to hold back, wailed with pleasure and started to shot his load right into her silky throat.
"Ahhh, Christ!" he moaned.
Ginger swallowed eagerly, loving the sensation of eating his steamy boy-come. At last his exhausted wet prick slipped from her mouth, and she sighed with satisfaction. She'd given her first blow job and loved it. Sonny, red-faced, with a silly grin, looked as if he'd enjoyed it, too.
"Man," he sighed, "that was super. But now I'm gonna do something for you, Ginger. Just lie back and relax."
Ginger obeyed, flopping onto her back, wondering what nice surprise she had in store Sonny gently opened her long legs and bent the knees back, fully exposing her rich red gash with its fringe of coppery curls. Ginger didn't feel ashamed any more to have him see her pussy. All she felt was horny excitement, wondering what he was going to do.
Sonny flopped belly-down between her legs and thrust his face into her steamy-wet crotch.
"Ohhhhhh, God," Ginger gasped, "Yes!"
He was eating her pussy, running his slick hot mobile tongue back and forth over the swollen moist flesh, sending delicious shivers through her body. He'd eaten her a little yesterday, and it was the greatest thing she'd ever felt. It was just as good tonight.
"I love that, darling," Ginger crooned. "My God, yes, lick me, eat me. Don't stop."
Sonny had no intention of stopping till he paid her back deliciously for sucking him off. He dammed his mouth onto the hot red button of her cunt and started sucking like mad on the sensitive little organ. Ginger gasped, held her breath a moment, then broke into a shrill sustained moan of pleasure. Sonny felt her hot cream flooding over his face.
"Yessssss," Ginger gasped, "oh, darling yes, suck my cunt. I love that."
She pushed her coppery little muff up against his forehead, increasing the sweet fiery friction of his tongue on her horny little clit-nub. He licked, lashed, and sucked, giving her exquisite pleasure. But Sonny wasn't content. He wanted it to be really great for her, so while he went on sucking her hot little clit, he wriggled his little finger into the tight-clenched mouth of her asshole.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Ginger wailed.
For a fleeting second she was shocked to feel the boy's stiff finger sliding up her bumhole, but then she was overcome with the wicked pleasure of it. He pumped his finger in her tight steamy brownie, sucked hotly on her clit, and in a matter of seconds she was coming like crazy. She'd never had such a gigantic mind-blowing orgasm before.
Afterwards they gently fondled and kissed each other, waiting for Sonny's cock to get hard again. They still had time for some fucking, and they were both intent on making the most of that night. As Ginger sighed with contentment and stroked Sonny's hard smooth young body, she thought wistfully. Poor Tom, stuck at the office…
"Poor Tom" hadn't gone to his office at all. After driving away tram his house, he simply turned the corner, perked in the next block, and snuck through yards till he got to Stacy's house.
She was there waiting for him at the kitchen door, opening it before he even had to knock. They fell into each other's arms, kissing hungrily.
In a way Tom felt like a rat. But a horny rat. He told himself he'd see Stacy just this time, have one more evening of hot fun, and then he'd behave himself and stay faithful to his wife. But he just couldn't resist the chance to ball Stacy one more time.
"Oh, Tom, darling," Stacy sighed, "I'm so glad you could make it. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to get over on a week night."
"I told Ginger I had to go back to the office," Tom said a little sheepishly. "That gives us a couple hours."
"Marvelous," Stacy said with a big bright smile. "And this time we don't have to do it on the ouch. We can use my bed."
So just about the time Ginger was shyly but eagerly leading Sonny towards the bed, Stacy was grabbing Tom's hand and taking him down the hall to her bedroom. When they got there, Tom started fumbling out of his clothes as fast as he could, but Stacy maddeningly took her time, sitting down to remove her shoes and stockings, slowly pulling her dress off over her head.
Tom, already naked, flopped onto the bed and watched her with hot hungry eyes. She grinned naughtily at him as she reached around and unhooked her pink lacy bra. She drew it away slowly, and her pert pointed tits wobbled out. She dropped the bra on the floor and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her matching lacy panties. She began inching them down.
"Stacy, for Christ's sake," Tom panted, "we haven't got all night."
"We've got plenty of time, darling," Stacy said calmly. "it's no fun when you hurry."
Her panties were halfway down, the first light blonde curls of her muff popping into view. She turned a little and Tom next saw the saucy firm little globes of her ass. Around she came, now showing her whole platinum bush. It seemed to take forever, but finally the panties slithered down her legs and she stepped out of them.
She walked over to the bed, and Tom grabbed her and pulled her down beside him, pawing her hungrily. He'd been thinking about her all day, about her fiery-hot juicy little snatch, and he could hardly wait to get his cock into her. After a brief moment of kissing and caressing, he wiled her onto her back and started to push her legs apart.
Then to his annoyance she clamped her legs shut. "What the hell?" he panted. "Don't you want to get it on?"
"Of course, darling," she purred, "but getting it on is more than just fucking. There are so many nice things we can do to each other first. For instance, I could suck your cock."
That suggestion made his anger go away, replaced by hot wicked lust. Secretly he'd always wished Ginger would go down on him, but he was ashamed to ask. Stacy had sucked his meat a little yesterday, and it'd been great. Yes, he'd definitely like to try it again.
"Okay," he said, "but be careful. I'm so damned horny, I could easily come in your mouth."
"Let me worry about that," Stacy said with a mischievous grin. "Now just bend over me and sit. Yes, like that."
Tom was straddling her chest, sitting lightly on the pilky swelling of her boobs. His cock was already stiffly erect, a long thick pole of white flesh capped with a big purple knob-like head. He looked at Stacy's tiny pink-glossed mouth and wondered how the hell she was going to take that huge hard-on inside.
But Stacy had no trouble. Gentle and expert, she bent his stiff cock down, opened her lips, got the fat purple cock-head firmly inside, and then gave a powerful sustained suck. Tom felt his sensitive swollen prick suddenly enclosed by her juicy red-hot mouth, sinking in all the way to his taut full nut sacs. The pleasure was sharp and dizzying.
"Awwwwww, Christ, YES!" he gasped.
Stacy took the fat head of his prick right into her slick hot throat. She made little excited humming and gurgling noises as she started to suck his dick. Her sucking was fast and powerful and it made an obscene slurping noise that excited hell out of Tom. Often in his fantasies he'd imagined a beautiful woman sucking loud and fast on his cock like she was starved for it. Now it was happening.
"Jesus, that's good, Stacy," he whined. "Oh, Christ, yes, yes. Suck my meat, baby, don't stop."
Stacy wickedly winked at him and made her sucking even faster and harder. Tom couldn't understand how she kept his whole swollen dick in her tiny mouth, but it sure felt great. He loved the sliding juicy action of her mouth and tongue around his sensitive prick. The only trouble was, he was getting so roused that he might not be able to control himself.
"Hey, honey," he panted, "you better quit now. I might come in your mouth."
Stacy briefly released his pole-like spit soaked cock and said huskily, "But, darling, I WANT you to come in my mouth. I want to taste your come."
Her words made Tom so wickedly excited that she'd hardly sucked his meat back into her steamy little mouth before he started to shoot. He yelped, moaned, and felt his jism jetting out. Instinctively he pumped his cock jamming the squirting head down her throat, but Stacy took it calmly. She gurgled hungrily and swallowed his salty come as fast as it shot from his cock. When his limp prick finally slipped from her mouth, she licked her lips and grinned.
"Holy shit," Tom panted, "that was great. I never got off like that before. You deserve a reward. You name it, baby, you got it."
Stacy gave him a wicked grin and said, "Eat my pussy."
"You bet," Tom laughed.
He scooted down and opened her legs, spreading them wide, bending her knees back. Stacy cooperated, still grinning. He looked hungrily at her dainty pink slit, the fringe of light blond curls, the little wet mouth of her box. He opened the furry lips of her mons and ogled the fat pink button of her cunt. Stacy just lay there grinning, not ashamed to show him everything. If only Ginger could be like that! "Any special thing you'd like?" Tom asked.
"I'll let you know," Stacy grinned. "You could start by licking my clit."
Tom instantly flopped down, stuck out his tongue, and applied the slick hot tip to the pea-size lump of her cunt. He licked and lashed the little pink nub, and Stacy squealed with delight, her hot cunt cream flooding out to wet his chin. He licked her tasty little button until it was erect and throbbing.
"Lovely, darling," Stacy purred. "Now stick your tongue up my cunt."
Tom was ready to do anything for her after that terrific blow job she'd given him. He pressed his face farther down in her steamy little pussy, tickled around with his tongue, and found the slick tight hole of her cunt mouth. He started to snake his thick tongue inside.
"Ooooooooo," Stacy squealed, "Yes! I love that, darling. Put your tongue in as far as it will go."
Tow obeyed, thrusting his tongue clear to the root in her fiery-hot, cream-filled little hole. He remembered what she'd liked yesterday and began using his tongue like a cock, jerking hard and fast thinking he'd bring her off this way. Stacy mooned with delight and creamed furiously around his jerking tongue, but presently she pushed his head away.
"Now my ass," she panted. "Stick your tongue in my asshole, Tom."
He thought it was kind of a weird request, but also kind of exciting. He pressed the tip of his tongue to the little brown wrinkled mouth of her bumhole and started to go in. The opening was very very tight, but he managed to get inside, thrusting his long thick tongue as deep as he could in the gripping pungent passage.
"Ahhhhhhh, God!" Stacy gasped. "Darling, that's wonderful. Move your tongue in my ass lover, make me come."
Tom began the swift hard cock stabbing motion of his tongue, and Stacy kept up a continuous hoarse moan of pleasure. She was bucking and creaming all over his face. Then suddenly she arched her body, gasped, and began to come. Tom felt her tighy hot bumhole squeezing his tongue.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Stacy wailed. "Yes, I'm comnnnn!"
When her spasms had finally died down, she giggled and pushed Tom off her. Bending low over his belly, eyeing his limp moist cock, she said, "See, I told you it was more fun when we don't hurry. We did all those nice things to each other, and now we're ready to ball."
Tom couldn't help laughing. "Sure, lady," he chuckled, "we're ready to ball. With a limp dick?"
"Oh, don't worry about that," Stacy purred. "I'll get you hard in no time."
As her blonde head dipped into his lap, he thought about poor Ginger, stuck at home, while he was out having all this wild fun! Well, it couldn't be helped, not now, not tonight. Not with Stacy's red-hot mouth closing around his prick, se that he couldn't think of anything else.