Diane got up the next morning and prepared breakfast for Robin and Bob. As she sometimes did during the summer, Robin was going to accompany her stepfather to the office where he paid her to help with the filing. Robin enjoyed the company of her stepfather as much as the generous wage.
Robin noticed her parents weren't speaking, and it worried her very much. Ever since Robin discovered that her mother was fooling around with Charlie Crawford, she had been disturbed, afraid that her mother's marriage would end in another divorce.
When husband and daughter finally left, Diane poured another cup of coffee, dreading the long, empty day that awaited. Sipping her coffee, she massaged her itching pussy through her short, open housecoat. She realized that nothing but a big stiff cock would ever put out the itching fire of frustration that burned in her loins.
Her thoughts kept returning to the sight of her daughter's bare ass as Lance's smooth cock swooped in and out of her cunt. Why, oh why, did she have to be stuck with a sexual oaf like her husband! As much as she craved sex, she vowed that the selfish bastard was never going to use her cunt again to relieve his greedy cock.
When she started to pour another cup of coffee, she discovered the pot was empty, and decided to make some more. Remembering that she'd emptied the last coffee can, she went to the cupboard for a fresh one. She had trouble fitting it into the electric can opener, and in her frustrated mood, she impatiently tried to force it. She jumped back when the screw ripped out of the wall and her can opener crashed onto the cabinet.
"Oh, shit!" she growled, going in search of a screwdriver. When she returned with the tool, she tried to drive the screw in, but when the screwdriver slipped and nicked her finger, she threw it down and returned the can to the shelf.
She wandered into the living room to read the morning paper. Lighting a cigarette, Diane noticed how her hands were shaking. Staring blankly at the paper, she was conscious of nothing but the gnawing flame that was burning in her pussy. She was so fucking horny that drops of hot cunt juices were oozing out of her lust-swollen slit.
Unable to read the paper, she had decided to take a cold shower when the silence of the empty house was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Closing her housecoat, she went to the door.
"Hi, Mrs. Clayton," smiled Lance. "Is Robin home?"
"No," she replied, staring at the boy. "She's gone down to help Mr. Clayton at the office."
"When do you expect her home?"
Diane didn't hear him. She was studying the boy's face for the first time. He was a big, handsome kid in his late teens with an open, pleasant face. Looking at him, Diane suddenly thought how nice it would feel to be kissed by his firm, young lips.
"I'm sorry," she said, noticing how he was staring at her. "What did you say?"
"I asked what time you expected her home?"
"She won't be home until this evening," answered Diane, striving not to look at his crotch. She felt certain that if she glanced down, the outline of his cock would be visible in his tight jeans.
"Well, thanks, Mrs. Clayton," he smiled, turning to leave.
"Is there any message?"
"Just tell her I stopped by, and that I'll call her this evening," he replied, walking away.
Diane stared excitedly at his slim, hard ass moving like a precision machine in his tight jeans. "Lance," she called just as he reached the car.
"Are you in a big hurry?"
"No, not really," he answered, returning up the walk. "What can I do for you?"
"My fool can opener came loose from the wall," she laughed. "Would you mind screwing it back on for me?"
Following her across the living room, he couldn't take his eyes away from her soft, creamy, white thighs. Lance had always thought she was one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen. It was quite obvious where Robin had inherited her lovely features.
"Now, can I make you a cup of coffee," she asked when he'd finished mounting the can opener.
"Sure," he smiled. "If it's not too much trouble."
"It's no trouble at all," she laughed, walking over to the cupboard. "I was just going to make some when the damned thing fell off the wall."
Reaching up for the coffee can in the cupboard, her short housecoat pulled up, revealing the lower chunks of her smooth ass-cheeks to Lance's boggled eyes.
When she'd finally plugged in the coffee pot, she sat on a chair, letting her robe reveal most of her inner thighs when she crossed her legs. She was more than pleased at the excited expression on Lance's face as he kept peering down at her naked flesh. Diane had been around long enough to know when a man desired her, and she could tell that this young man did.
Later, when the coffee was ready, she leaned over in front of Lance to pout it, and, loosening the robe slightly, her big boobies almost spilled out. His startled eyes stared at the big nipples that were jiggling around only inches away from his face. Glancing down as she continued to pour the coffee, Diane could see Lance's cock throbbing violently in his crotch. She knew that she would soon have the handsome young stud upstairs in her bed.
Returning the pot to the stove, she moved over by the sink and, facing Lance, leaned back against the counter, letting the front of her housecoat fall open. The boy almost fell off his chair as he stared at the silky tuft of auburn hair nestled just below the smooth, flat plane of her creamy, white stomach.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she suddenly gasped, pulling it closed, pretending it was an accident. "The damned thing won't stay closed."
"That's all right," he choked.
"I'm so embarrassed," she giggled. "But I guess you've seen plenty of pussy before."
He didn't answer.
"Haven't you?" she continued.
"Haven't I what?"
"Seen plenty of pussy?"
"I suppose so," he answered nervously.
"I'll bet you've seen Robin's," she giggled.
The boy didn't answer. He just stared at her, unable to comprehend what was happening.
"I'll bet you've even fucked Robin's hot, little pussy," she teased, slowly walking over in front of the seated boy, her gown completely open in front. Hands on her hips, she began sensually rotating her juicy snatch before his unbelieving eyes.
"I saw you fucking her in the den last night," she giggled, dropping to her knees in front of him. "That's some cock you have. Do you mind if I inspect it at close range?"
When the dumbfounded boy didn't answer, her deft fingers quickly lowered his zipper. Finding that it was difficult to get his stiff cock through the fly of his tight jeans, Diane asked him to stand. When he numbly complied, she quickly unbuckled his belt, letting his pants drop around his ankles.
"It looks even better up close," she smiled, wrapping her fingers around the hard shaft. As Diane had expected, it felt as hard as steel. It was, without a doubt, the stiffest, hardest cock she had ever seen or touched.
"God, Lance!" she exclaimed. "That's a real ramrod."
When she finally released it, Lance sat back down on the chair, his cock pointing straight up.
"Would you like to plant that beauty here in my little nest?" she smiled, dropping her robe to the floor.
Lance stared at the naked woman standing directly in front of him, her cunt only a couple of feet from his eyes. He had always thought that Robin's mother was a beautiful, sexy person, but he'd never realized how lovely until right now. There was something about her soft, creamy, white flesh that was lewdly obscene. It was so soft and pliant that anyone looking at her felt like wallowing in the luxuriant warmth of her body.
Looking up, Lance saw her sparkling, green eyes smiling at him. Her full, red lips were moist and soft as she teasingly flicked her tongue around them. Lance had never seen anything as lovely as her lustrous auburn hair cascading down her smooth, naked shoulders.
His eyes were drawn to her luscious big boobs, soft and pliant, yet firmly erect with big cherry-hard nipples. Finally, his eyes flowed over the smooth plane of her tummy until they were focused on the nest of silky pubic hairs that surrounded her eager pussy. Her pussy lips glistened with the cuntal juices that were oozing out of her slippery fuckhole.
"Do you like my hot, little pussy?" she whispered.
"God, yes!" he gasped as she stepped forward until it was only inches from his eyes.
"Then touch it," she whispered as she took his hand, pressing it against her snatch. "I love to have my pussy touched."
The feel of her hot, slippery cuntlips was almost more than the excited youth could stand. Unable to control himself any longer, he thrust his finger all the way into her excited cunt.
"Oooooh, honey," she giggled, writhing her snatch around the finger. "That feels good baby, so good. How would you like to go upstairs and play with me? My hot, little cunt is just dying to be fucked."
"Shit, yes!" he blurted, leaping to his feet.
"Okay," she giggled, taking him by the hand and leading him upstairs. "I know a lot of naughty games that I'm sure will please that hard prick of yours."
When she had seated him on the edge of the bed, she knelt between his legs and gently took his throbbing shaft in her hands. She could feel the blood pumping through his shaft and the jerking of his muscles, and Diane knew that the overly excited young man was on the verge of ejaculating. She decided to help him get rid of his first load before they started fucking. She wanted a long, luxurious fuck, and she realized that would be impossible in his present state of excitement.
Leaning forward, she lightly rubbed his sensitive cock against her nipples. His hot glans burned against her erect buds, sending waves of pleasure surging through her body.
Lance was trembling with excitement as he felt her hard nipples brush his excited cockhead.
"Jesus Christ!" he gasped, when she pulled his hard shaft into the deep valley between her big, soft tits. Then, taking the soft boobs, she lifted them up and around his cock, completely burying it under the soft flesh. Slowly she moved her body up and down as she held her luscious tits around his shaft.
Lance had never felt anything as erotic as his prick sliding up and down between her smooth, silky breasts. The perspiration in her deep cleavage made it as slippery as a cunt.
"Oh, shit, Mrs. Clayton!" he sobbed, wildly thrusting his cock back and forth in the mass of soft flesh. "That feels so good."
"Do you like to tit-fuck?" she giggled. "Do you like fuckin' my titties?"
"Christ, yes!" he gasped. "But you're gonna make me come."
"That's okay, honey," she whispered. "I want you to come."
"But, but," he stammered, "it'll shoot out on you."
"Good," she giggled, bobbing up and down at a faster tempo. "Squirt me good, baby. Let it squirt."
Lance couldn't understand this woman, but if she wanted him to come on her, he sure didn't mind.
"Oh, Christ!" he suddenly gasped. "I'm gonna come, Mrs. Clayton, I'm gonna come!"
"That's fine, honey," she whispered. "Let it fly, baby, soak me good."
Suddenly it gushed up from between her tits, a thick, hot stream that splashed against her chin, throat and neck. Spurt after spurt spewed from the boy's virile cock. It squirted on her chest and between her breasts, running down to her navel. When she finally released his shrinking cock, her upper torso glistened with his thick, slippery cum.
"Christ," she giggled, "I've never seen such a load in my life."
Scooping it up, she eagerly licked and sucked the cum from her fingers.
"Do you like that stuff?"
"Shit, yes," she giggled, busily licking her fingers. "I love it. Doesn't Robin?"
"Hell, yes," he laughed. "She's crazy about it."
"I'm glad," Diane laughed. "That's one taste she inherited from her mother."
When she had completely cleaned herself, she jumped onto the bed with Lance.
"Okay, baby," she whispered, reaching for his hard cock. "It's time to pump him up again."
Trembling with anticipation, she slipped his soft prick into her hot, cum-soaked mouth. Gently swirling the limp organ around her tongue, she felt it beginning to lurch and grow. As she expected, it only took a few minutes until the virile boy's cock was as rigid and hard as it had been in the kitchen.
Lance was going wild at the feel of the experienced woman's talented mouth sensuously sucking on the head of his cock while she ran her fingers up and down the underside of his sensitive shaft.
Suddenly releasing his rigid pole, she rolled onto her back, exposing her wet, swollen pussylips to the boy's ogling eyes.
"Okay, Lance, baby," she giggled. "It's time to start fuckin'."
As he crawled between her thighs, she could see his magnificent, hard cock thrusting out. Reaching down, she grasped the big prick and guided it toward her fuck-starved cunt.
"Oh, God, that baby feels hard!" she cried, squeezing the big, rubbery glans in her hand. She began trembling with anticipation when she pressed his cock against her hot, slick, pussy opening.
"Oh, shit, Lance," she moaned, grinding herself up against his straining cock-head. "Slam it in, baby, fuck me good!"
When the boy felt her hungry cuntlips swallowing his sensitive cock-head, he suddenly drove it all the way in with one, smooth swoop.
"Eeegghh!" she squealed with delight as it slithered up into her sex-starved belly.
"Oh God, that feels good," she moaned, screwing her body up closer against his, to better enjoy the blood-bloated cock that was imbedded so deeply in her hungry, clasping cunt. She could feel every vein and tendon of the steel-hard shaft rubbing against the sensitive membrane of her cuntal walls.
"Oh, Lance, baby," she sobbed as his hot, stiff shaft plunged in and out of her slippery cunt with the same, smooth rhythm she'd seen him use on her daughter.
Diane was almost beside herself with ecstasy. After the frustrating affair with her fumbling husband, it was glorious to feel a hard virile cock. She was sexually alive, enjoying every long, smooth, thrust of the boy's lusty shaft. Grasping him frantically around the shoulders, she was throwing her soft, white hips up to meet every stroke of his stiff, plunging cock. The open lips of her frothy, hot cunt sucked and grasped at his shaft, frying frantically to suck more of it into her greedy pussy.
Lance could feel his cock-head swelling bigger and bigger as it slid smoothly against the soft, fleshy ridges of her sucking cunt muscles. It felt like his big, blood-bloated cock would explode from the exquisite sensations induced by her hot, juice-drenched fuckhole.
Their wet, slippery bodies were grinding frantically into each other as he pounded his big, fleshy prick harder and deeper into her receptive cunt.
"Oh, baby, can you fuck," she whispered, recalling the beauty of this same cock gliding in and out of Robin's cunt. "You can really fuck!"
It seemed that Diane had been riding his glorious cock for hours when she suddenly felt her impending orgasm building up in her loins.
"Oh, Lance, baby!" she sobbed. "Fuck me faster, honey! Faster!"
Crazed with lust, their frenzied bodies were lewdly slapping together in wanton abandon. The young boy's excessively stiff cock was the most delicious thing she had ever enjoyed.
"Faster, baby, faster!" Diane squealed as she wrapped her lush thighs tighter around his heaving waist, exposing more of her slippery cunt to his assault.
Frantically increasing the speed of his thrusts, Lance felt his balls tightening as he rapidly approached his climax.
"Harder, Lance, baby!" she squealed, screwing her frothy cunt up tighter against his plunging cock. "Fuck, honey! Fuck! I'm almost there!"
The wild ecstasy was almost more than she could stand. Her long, auburn hair was flying all around her face and pillow as she rolled from side to side, her gazed eyes staring at the spinning ceiling. Her big, red mouth was gaping as she squealed and sobbed with rapture.
Sweet agony and ecstasy grabbed her as Lance's cock slithered against her swollen, sensitive clit.
"I'm coming, honey! I'm coming!" she screamed, arching her hips to receive the full impact of the gushing cum that was squirting out of his thrusting cock. "I'm coming baby! I'm commmiiinnggg!"
Covering his lips with her hot, open mouth, she desperately clung to him until the last spurt had dribbled out of his cock.
"Oh, Lance," she whispered a few minutes later as she cuddled his face in her arms. "You'll never know how much I needed that. Please fuck me all day long."
"I'll try my best," he smiled.
"I've never felt so horny in my life as I did before you came over," she confessed.
"You're such a hot piece of ass!"
"Hotter than Robin?" she giggled.
"You're sure a good pair," he smiled, not committing himself.
Bending down, Diane slipped his wet, limp penis into her mouth, hoping to quickly arouse him for another session.
"Hmmmmm, that tastes good," she giggled as she began licking the dried cum from his flaccid prick. Feeling it begin to throb and swell again, Diane knew that this virile young stud was going to give her the best fucking day of her life.