"You can't quit just like that!" Dennis thundered through the phone. "I'll… fuck, I'll tell your old man how you've been whoring yourself out since coming to work here! I'll tell him that I caught you and fired you!"
Hope sighed and fought the fear she felt from his dangerous threats. She forced herself to stay calm. She squeezed the receiver.
"Do what you have to do, Dennis," she finally said softly before hanging up.
She stared at her kitchen phone for several seconds, afraid that it would ring again and she'd hear more wild threats from Dennis, or more cooing, seductive whispers from Marlena. Since she had informed the owners of both real estate agencies yesterday of her decision to no longer work, her phone had been ringing hourly.
Dennis, Harry and Marlena had been trying to change her mind, while also pitching their own agencies as the best place for her to resume her part time career. The promises and the threats had become increasingly desperate from the three of them.
Hope turned away from the phone and busied herself fixing more coffee. It was mid-morning and as she sat at the dinette and sipped coffee, she realized how anxious she was to get back into her housecleaning routine. It had taken just a few days for her to realize how much she missed taking care of the house for Paul and to be home when he got there with good meals prepared for him. It was her husband that she wanted to devote herself to. She loved him and the fear of destroying their marriage had been the key motivation behind her sudden decision to quit her job.
Of course other reasons influenced her decision. As she finished her coffee, she reflected how easily she had been lured into
wanton sex during her short tenure with Dennis. It frightened her to know how readily she let herself be used by the people she met. But what had bothered her most was her response to the wild fucking and even to the lewd lesbian encounter with Marlena Robinson.
A slight tremor shuddered through her now as she recalled that wild scene. Disturbingly, she felt her pussy moisten and her nipples tingle into stiffness as the lewd images flashed through her mind.
She pushed away from the table and retrieved the vacuum cleaner from the hall closet. Getting to the household chores would, she decided, make those disturbing thoughts vanish.
When the doorbell rang thirty minutes later, she was well into her vacuuming, but still maddeningly engrossed in those wickedly lewd thoughts. She tried to ignore the horny twitching in her cunt as she went to answer the door.
She opened the front door and gasped softly upon seeing a good-looking, athletic-type guy of about her own age standing on the porch. He had curly blond hair, a sun-tanned face with even, masculine features and a bright, friendly smile. Instinctively, Hope's pussy throbbed in animal-kb response to the handsome surprise visitor.
"Pardon me, but I'm Joe Daley," the young
man said. "I moved in down the Street earlier this week."
"Yes?" Hope said, her heart pounding as lusty excitement swelled inside her.
"I wanted to borrow a cup of sugar, now that we're neighbors," he said, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he made a subtle glimpse of her alluring body.
Hope smiled as a light blush colored her face. Suddenly, she was self-consciously aware of her skimpy attire. She was wearing a simple white shirt, the front flaps knotted beneath the ample swell of her braless tits, revealing her flat belly. White shorts hugged her curvaceous hips and ass while revealing her long, tapered legs. Under his hot gaze, she felt both flattered and a little uneasy. He was practically raping her with his eyes.
"A cup of sugar?" she repeated, her smile broadening. "But I don't see a measuring cup. Do you want me to furnish that too?"
He chuckled as he shifted his weight from one leg to the other. "Yeah, well, I might as well admit it," he said, ducking his head. "I really wanted an excuse to meet you. I've seen you going off to work in the mornings, and today when you didn't leave I wondered if you were sick, or something."
The knowing smile lingered on Hope's face
and she used this opportunity to check out his body. When her eyes reached the bulge in front of his slacks, her pussylips quivered once again. Wanton impulses surged throughout her body, and she quickly gave up trying to suppress than.
She stepped away from the doorway and silently beckoned him inside. When he stepped over the threshold, she closed and locked the door behind them.
"Why were you so anxious to meet me?" she asked softly.
His eyes riveted on her tits. "Are you kidding?" he rasped, stepping up to her. "I'm just a sucker for anything built like you."
Excitement pounded her and the hammering of her heart filled her ears. "You like my tits, don't you?" she whispered.
"What do you think?" he said, covering her quivering tit mounds with his hands and lightly squeezing the firm, huge tits through her shirt. He fondled her tits gently as Hope moaned. She leaned her head back against the door and arched up against his caressing hands.
"That's nice," she purred. "I love having my tits played with by a gentle, strong man.
"I bet they taste as good as they look," he rasped.
"Why don't you find out?" she sighed.
He unbuttoned her shirt and carefully peeled
back the folds to expose her huge tits. He gazed at the ripe, round tit-globes before lowering his mouth to one stiff nipple. He squeezed it between his lips, making Hope groan a guttural little squeal. He started nipping at the tender tit bud, using his lips, teeth and tongue to arouse her nipple into a stiff, rubbery dart.
"Ooohhh, yes, I love that," she cooed. "Suck all of my tit. Oh, please, suck it all into your mouth."
Hope's hands fluttered up over his hips, then around to his slim ass. She squeezed his manly asscheeks through his slacks and moaned as he sucked as much of her tit-melon as possible into his hot mouth.
Moments later he moved his mouth to the deep valley between her tits and licked the satiny crevice as she trembled with passion. He then went to her other tit and sucked it gently. He roamed his hands over her round ass and her thighs as he sucked and chewed on her tits. He moved from one tit to the other, licking and sucking and gently biting until Hope was going wild, panting and nudging his crotch with her knee as she writhed against him.
He hooked his fingers inside the waistband of her shorts and unbuttoned them without taking his hungry mouth off her tits.
"Yes, yyeeessss, Joe," she crooned. "Strip
me and fuck me! Give me your cock, Joe! Fuck me, please!"
She clung to him as he jerked her shorts and panties down over her hips. She rubbed her knees together and wiggled her hips, helping as her shorts fell around her ankles. Impatiently, she stepped out of her shafts and panties and melted into his embrace, now wearing only her unbuttoned shirt.
He wedged a hand between her legs and brushed his fingers across her cunt-muff. Hope trembled as her lust accelerated. She groaned and panted as she squirmed against him. She clutched at his broad, strong shoulders, then squealed a soft little sob of pure pleasure then he poked a finger up into her sloppy-wet cunt socket.
He teased her cunt-opening with his fingertip, never going deeper than the first knuckle. Then, he caressed her soupy cuntslit with his fingertip until he grazed the throbbing stub of her clit. She instantly bellowed a guttural cry and twitched as the sparks of pleasure shocked her.
Within seconds, she could no longer contain herself. She reached down desperately for his cock. She squeezed the hard lump tenting the front of his tight-fitting slacks, then groaned with mounting frustration as she fumbled with
the zipper of his fly. As her desperation and frustration grew, he suddenly chuckled and used his free hand to unzip his pants and to guide her hand inside.
At last her hand closed around his naked slab of prick-meat, and she thrilled to the way his cock leaped against her grasp. Her fingers busily explored the new cock and her excitement rushed forward even more as she discovered his fuck-meat to be of mammoth size.
"That's what I need," she whispered, her voice hoarse and thick. "Fuck me now, Joe. It's what we both want. It's why you're here. Don't torture me any longer. You know I'm a nympho slut. I'm no good for my husband. I'm good just for fucking. Do it, please. Fuck, I love it so much! It's all I can think about! It's all I need! Give me your big prick, Joe! Fuck me! Fuck me now!"
She continued to babble and whimper as he fingered her clit and gradually returned to rubbing the meaty, slick folds of her cuntal membranes. He moaned as his cock suddenly surged inside her pumping fist.
"All right, honey," he rasped. "You're going to get my cock. I'm gonna slam it to you. Fill your juicy, hot pussy and make you scream while you come and come."
"Mmmm, yes, yyyeessss!" she cried, squeezing
the fat middle of his cockshaft with both hands and eagerly guiding it against her cunt gash. "I want your cock! I want it now!"
She stood on her toes to gain the proper angle in which to feed his cock to her pussy. She spread her legs just enough and braced herself against the door as she frantically wedged his bloated cock knob against her pussy socket. She cried out as his engorged prick pressed between her creamy cunt flaps. An immediate pressure threatened to stretch her cunt socket, and the lusty young blonde uttered a shrill squeal as she humped her hips and impaled her pussy on his mushroomy cockhead.
"Aaahhhhhh, yes, yyyeessss!" she sobbed, pressing her weight against his prick. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!"
He jerked his hips and plowed more of his huge prick into the wet tunnel of her fuckhole. Her tight, spasming cunt channel stretched to accommodate his massive, invading cockmeat, and the blonde shrieked as the pleasure consumed her. Her big tits heaved between the spread folds of her shirt, her fat nipples jutting into lewd arrows.
Then, with another jerk of his hips, he drove all of his cock up into her sucking, hungry pussyhole. At the same time, he whipped his hands around to cup her ass. He lifted her
effortlessly, nailing her with his prick and. squeezing his hands into her naked asscheeks.
She squealed and automatically locked her ankles around his calves as he held her aloft, suspended on his prick with her back braced against the door. She cried out as he started bouncing her slightly on his cock and poking his prick-knob deeper and deeper into her churning depths.
Her pussy muscles sucked at his cock and her cuntwalls flexed and heaved. Her slick nectar drenched the imbedded prickmeat, and she wailed a low, hoarse groan as an orgasm rocked through her. Her entire body shuddered and quaked, and her pussy clamped around his huge cockshaft. Her heaving fuckhole milked at his prick, and his response was immediate and aggressive.
He grunted as he tightened his grip on her ass. He began slamming his cock in and out of her spasming pussy passage, banging her against the door. She clung to him, her ankles still locked around his calves and, her hands interlocked in back of his powerful neck.
Hope savored this exquisite fucking. Her body tingled as every pore of her flesh oozed with sensation. Her pussy convulsed, sucking his prick, drawing him inside even as his fuck thrusts hammered his cockhead into her womb.
Her eyes glazed with passion as he continued to fuck her. She groaned as he pressed his handsome face against her tits and kept fucking her in short, jerky strokes. He chewed on her nipples as the sensations engulfed her. His huge prick had stretched her pussy to its limit, and Hope was in heaven.
"Fuck me, Joe!" she cried. "Don't ever stop fucking me! Ooohhh, shit, your cock ja so big and hard! Keep fucking me hard and deep!"
He gulped on her tits with his mouth while slamming his prick in and out of her juicy pussy.
– By now, her hips were slamming against the door, but she didn't notice. Her lust was spiraling from the depths of her cunt-core, filtering out to every region of her lust-tossed body. She couldn't get enough!
Then, as his cock leaped inside her clinging pussyhole, he backed away from the door, clutching her ass and carrying her with him. He sank to his knees in the entry hall and steadied himself on the cool tile floor before easing Hope down to sprawl out before him. Her hot pussy held his prick securely and firmly as he leaned over her and grinned down on her beautiful face..
"You are one sweet cunt, honey," he hissed. "The fuckin' best!"
He pumped his cock into her pussy, slicing
through the pulpy tissues and plugging her pussy passage to the limit. The force of his sudden fuck-stroke made her gasp as she arched her spine and shoved her cunt up to meet the full force of his hammering cock.
"Ooohhhh, you're fucking me so good!" she sobbed. Her hips lifted more as she gave herself to his prick totally. "Sssooo fuckin' good!"
She lunged forward and almost sat up as she reached behind him to grab his ass. She pulled on his taut asscheeks while continuing to hump her pussy against his drilling cockmeat. Whimpering and squealing, she thrashed against his prick, willing him to pound her pussy that much harder and faster.
As he built the tempo of his fucking, Hope fingered the crack of his ass. Her pussy spasmed repeatedly and she yelped as another climax shuddered through her. At the same time, her finger found his tight asshole and she thrilled to his startled gasp as she rimmed the puckered opening with her fingertip.
She probed and pushed, working her finger deeper into his hot shitter. Instantly, she was delighted as her lewd action seemed to cause his fucking to gather even more speed and intensity. Soon, she was keeping time, with Joe's cock-thrusts with her pumping finger moving in and out of his ass. As he fucked her pussy,
she finger-fucked his ass.
He grunted and growled just as his huge cock taped inside her gripping fuckhole. His balls tightened against her upturned ass, and she used this opportunity to ram her finger to the hilt into his ass-chute.
Joe howled and arched his back, lifting his head high as his big cock spumed and shot thick wads of come straight into her womb. His asshole clamped around her imbedded finger at that precise moment, and Hope received the added treat of a thunderous orgasm rippling throughout her ravaged cunt channel.
They hunched together, slamming their bodies against each other as they both cried out their ecstasy. They kept fucking at each other until the rapture gradually faded and slowly floated them down to the sweet savoring of echoing climaxes.
"That was the sweetest cup of sugar I ever borrowed," he said later as their breathing regulated and their limbs went limp.
"Mmmmmm. Feel free to borrow some any time," she purred. "That's what good neighbors are for."