When Tina woke up the next morning she felt more determined than ever to have an affair. She'd rather have solved her problem with her husband, but as long as Ralph wasn't interested in sex, she'd just have to look somewhere else for help. She definitely wasn't going to give up fucking, that was for sure.
But the question remained, who could she have an affair with? She'd been a housewife for twenty years now, and she hardly knew anybody. She might have to get a job, maybe become a cocktail waitress or something like that, in order to meet men. It might be weeks, even months, before she met a suitable guy.
Sighing, she dressed, got Ralph off to work, and went outdoors to work on the yard. It was a lovely summer day, clear and hot, and ordinarily Tina
would have been quite content weeding the flower beds and thinking about what to cook for dinner. Not today, though-she was already powerfully horny again, and there was simply nothing she could do about it.
Damn Ralph, anyhow. Why didn't he do his job in bed? She didn't believe that bullshit about being too old. He was probably just bored with their sex life and with her. She could hardly blame him. Twenty years is a long time to be balling the same person in the same way. But at least he could talk about it and try to liven things up. He didn't have to dismiss the whole problem, as if there was nothing to be done.
Tina felt the hot summer sun baking into her body. Even that was making her horny. Her poor starved pussy was all swollen up and wet with need. She wanted a man so badly, she could have screamed. No point in fantasizing about the fun she'd have when Ralph got home. Ralph wouldn't help her out. What was she going to do? She couldn't take much more of this sexual starvation.
"Hey, Tina, you're up early, aren't you?"
Tina jumped at the sound of the pleasant masculine voice. She hadn't heard anybody approaching. She looked up and saw her long-time neighbor and friend, Craig Devon. Not for the first time it occurred to her that Craig was a damned attractive guy. For a moment a wicked idea flashed through her head, but then she dismissed it. Craig was married, and his wife, Dotty, was Tina's friend also. It just wouldn't be right to get it on with Craig.
"I felt like getting outdoors," she said. "I feel restless today for some reason."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Craig said. "I get that way a lot."
Craig was a salesman and didn't have to be to work till ten. He usually sat outdoors sipping his coffee in the mornings, but to Tina he'd been just a part of the landscape-till this morning. She couldn't help noticing how handsome he was. Craig was forty, just the same age as her husband Ralph, but he was taller, trimmer, and in better shape. He played tennis a lot, so he had a deep tan and his blond hair was sun-bleached almost white.
Yes, Craig Devon looked good to her. Very very good…
Tina felt the crotch of her shorts growing moist and hot as her hungry immoral pussy started to leak horny juice. Her pussy didn't have any conscience, didn't care that this man was married to a friend of hers, didn't care that he was married at all. Her pussy didn't think about Ralph or fidelity or anything but getting laid. Her pussy was totally concerned with a good stiff cock, no matter who it might belong to.
Craig Devon stood next to her, sipping from his coffee cup, and suddenly Tina found herself wondering how she could seduce him. She was certainly dressed for the part, in skin-tight shorts and a skimpy halter that barely covered her round ripe tits. She knew she was looking very good this morning-she could see appreciation in Craig's eyes. But she still had to think of his wife…
"Dotty still in bed?" she asked casually.
"Yeah, she didn't sleep well last night," said Craig. "Sometimes she can't get to sleep till nearly dawn, and then I just get my own breakfast and let her sleep."
So Dotty wouldn't be looking out the window to see them… Tina felt deep pangs of guilt about wanting her neighbor's husband, but she told herself that just balling him wouldn't hurt anything. It wasn't like she was trying to take him away or break up his marriage. She just wanted a plain old-fashioned fuck.
Ali right, then, dammit, she'd made up her mind. She was going to get it on with Craig Devon-if she could manage it. Hell, he might not be interested, either.. And how was she going to bring up the idea? She couldn't just tell him she was desperately horny and would he please do something about it. But the first thing they needed was privacy, a place where no neighbors could see them…
"Craig," she said, "if you've got a minute, there's something I need help with."
"Oh, sure, Tina," he said, parking his coffee cup on her porch. "What's the problem?"
"It's this leaky hose," she said, leading the way into her back yard. Here a circle of trees would shield them from all prying eyes. "Ralph keeps meaning to fix it, but you know how hard he works."
"Sure," said Craig. "Let me have a look at it." They both knelt over the offending hose, and Tina showed him where it leaked. Craig dispensed some advice about patching and splicing, but Tina
didn't hear much of it. She was conscious mainly of how close she was to him, how exciting he smelled, how she could feel the heat radiating from his body.
She inched just a little closer to him, till her ample breast was "accidentally" rubbing his arm. Just touching him like that, pressing her sensitive tit against his firm hot flesh, was enough to make her wildly lusty. Again her starved cunt leaked a big rush of steamy juice that soaked right through the crotch of her shorts.
"It's awfully good of you to help me like this, Craig," she said in a low husky voice.
"It's nothing, Tina," he said, turning to smile at her- "I'm glad to help."
His face was so close to hers, she wanted just to fall forward and kiss him. She wanted him desperately. Oh, Christ, if he could just get her message without her having to say anything! She found it so embarrassing and humiliating to have to ask for sex. She didn't know if she could go through with it, much as she wanted him.
Then she got an idea. There might just be a way to grab his interest without even saying a word. She could arrange a handy little "accident". Pretending to focus on the hose while Craig continued his explanation, she reached around and fumbled with the tie of her halter. She loosened it just enough so that the slightest movement would make it come undone.
"So that's really all there is to it," Craig was saying. "If Ralph doesn't have time to take care of it, let me know, and I'll come over and fix it for
you.
There was something else Ralph didn't have time to take care of, something else Craig could fix for her-if he only knew. She was too modest to tell him, but she prayed her little trick would work. They rose from where they'd been kneeling in the grass, and just as Tina had planned, her halter suddenly fell off.
"Oh, my goodness," she squeaked.
She pretended to be too rattled even to cover herself. She just stood, there looking dumbfounded-and letting Craig stare. He sure did stare, too. Tina knew she had nice tits, well worth staring at. Craig's eyes widened hungrily as he eyed her large round pale boobs with their saucy pointed pink nipples.
She could see the halter lying on the grass right at her feet. It would have been easy enough for her or Craig to pick it up, easy for her to put her hands over her naked breasts, easy for Craig to turn his back like a gentleman till she'd retrieved her halter. None of those things happened, though. She just stood there bare-boobed, and he just gawked at her tits.
A long long time seemed to pass, and Tina was sure she could feel his hungry hot eyes burning right into her tender naked tits. She was so excited, so achingly horny for him, that she was almost trembling- Oh, God, if only he'd make the first move, make a play for her. She just couldn't bring herself to be the aggressor. All she could do was offer herself silently, as she was doing now.
At last Craig gave a deep sigh, leaned down, and
picked up her fallen halter. He walked over to her slowly, his eyes glued all the while to her perfectly round firm creamy-pale jugs. Tina couldn't move. She was so aroused and excited, she was almost breathless. Craig got behind her and slipped the halter around her chest as if to tie it, maneuvering it into place with his firm hot hands.
Instead he slipped his hands under her tits and gently squeezed.
"Oh, my God," Tina sighed, so low that he probably didn't hear her.
She couldn't help that little cry of excitement. In her whole life no man had ever touched her but Ralph. Ralph was the only guy she'd ever been naked with, ever fucked. It was thrilling beyond words to be touched by another man, especially one she had the hots for like Craig Devon.
Again the halter fluttered to the grass. He was making no pretense of putting it on her now. His hands were scalding hot and trembling a little as he cupped her big heavy round boobs and gently squeezed them. They were much more than a handful, and that seemed to excite him a lot. She could hear him breathing heavily behind her.
His hands enveloped more and more of her naked tits, squeezing and caressing more eagerly. Tina was almost faint with excitement and pleasure. It felt so nice to have him play with her tits. Ralph had stopped doing that years ago. He didn't have time for foreplay any more. When she was lucky enough to get balled, he just jumped on her and fucked her without any preliminaries. She hadn't realized till now how much she'd missed all
that delicious foreplay.
Still she and Craig hadn't said a word. They were both probably too amazed at their own boldness, too embarrassed to say anything Tina knew only that somehow her neighbor was playing with her bare tits, and she was loving it. Excited sensations rippled through her body, and her eager cunt poured out a steamy stream of hot juice that completely soaked the crotch of her shorts.
"Tina," Craig sighed at last. "My God, you have gorgeous tits."
He leaned closer against her, and his hands moved up to cover the whole tender front of her breasts. She felt his thumbs begin to rub teasingly back and forth over her nipples, the most sensitive part of her tits. Sharp streaks of pleasure jolted through her body, and she felt a trickle of pussy cream running down her thighs. Her aroused nipples sprang into hard pointed erection.
"Craig," she gasped, "oh, my God…"
She lost control of herself, lost every thought of caution and morality. She leaned back heavily against him, and through her tight clinging shorts she could feel his cock against her ass. He had an enormous hot throbbing hard-on. It rubbed eagerly up and down against her round little butt, and she could feel the searing heat of his prick right through his pants.
Impulsively Tina reached back and put her hand on his crotch, feeling the long firm sausage, caressing his powerful hard-on. Craig flinched with sharp pleasure, then groaned helplessly. He rubbed his big hard dick against her hand, and his
breathing quickened till he was panting loudly.
Now he was squeezing her big throbbing tits almost painfully hard, a quick pumping action that revealed his hot excitement. Tina was just as wildly excited. Without a thought for the dangers, she fumbled around in back of her till she found the zipper of his pants. She tugged it down. Her little hot hand wriggled eagerly inside his fly…
"Tina," he gasped, suddenly staggering backward, "Tina, this is crazy. We've got to stop."
OH, SHIT, thought Tina as she fell heavily onto her ass.
Fortunately the grass cushioned her fall and she wasn't hurt. She looked up angrily at Craig Devon, who was swaying dizzily over her, the crotch of his pants grotesquely tented. He looked horny enough, his eyes focused hotly on her gently jiggling tits, his stiff cock straining for release from the tight confinement of his pants. So what was his problem? Why had he backed off all of a sudden?
"Craig," she said, "what's wrong? Are you afraid I'll tell? Please, don't worry about that. I have as much at stake as you do.
"I know," he said. "I guess I just felt a little guilty about Dotty and Ralph. And frankly, Tina, I'm a bit of a coward. If Ralph somehow found out about this-well, he's a pretty big guy and plenty tough."
Christ, was Ralph going to keep on thwarting her sex life even when he wasn't there? Craig had a point, all right. If Ralph found out he'd been messing with Tina, he could and would crush Craig like a bug. That could be discouraging. But she
was damned if she was going to be left high and dry now, when she'd come so close to making it with her handsome neighbor.
"Craig, calm down," she said-though she was far from calm herself. "I want to tell you something. Ralph will never know about this, because I love him and I don't want to wreck my marriage. But Ralph isn't taking care of me, Craig. He's not interested in sex any more. And I can't help being a normal healthy woman with normal needs. I have to have it, Craig. God help me, I have to. Come here. Come here and feel this."
Obediently Craig dropped to his knees beside her, and Tina grabbed his hand and boldly placed it right on her crotch. Through her thin shorts he could easily feel the searing heat of her neglected pussy. Her helpless horny juice moistened his hand. There could be no doubt that this pretty blonde woman was desperately in need of a good long fuck.
"Ralph must be crazy," Craig sighed. "How could he turn down somebody like you?"
Tina laughed bitterly. "I don't know why he's off sex," she said, "but I've done everything I can to get him interested again, and it's no go. I give up. I intend to find satisfaction elsewhere."
That was about as blatant as she could get. She'd practically offered her cunt to Craig Devon, and now it was up to him to make the next move. He was frowning, as if thinking hard about something-no doubt his wife, who was sleeping just a few yards away. Then he looked at Tina's beautiful pale naked tits, and he save a deep sigh. His hand
moved caressingly back and forth over her crotch. "Tina, goddamit," he sighed, "I've wanted to get into your pants for years."
Tina grinned wickedly. "Well, here's your chance," she said.
She was appalled at her own wanton behavior, but she knew she was going to be out of control until her nagging lust was satisfied. Looking Craig right in the eye, still grinning, she unzipped her shorts and pulled them off. She began to inch down her panties, and she thought his eyes would pop.
"Oh, Christ, Tina," he said hoarsely, "I'm not going to be able to control myself."
"Then don't," she laughed.
"But Ralph and Dotty-" he said worriedly.
"Craig, we're not running off together, for heaven's sake," she said impatiently. "We're just going to have a little harmless fun. No one has to know. I know you love Dotty, and you know I love Ralph-but a few minutes of fun is no big deal, right?"
She heard herself chattering away, blatantly seducing her neighbor, and all the while she was inching down her panties, the last piece of clothing she had on. Craig's eyes were riveted to her belly, and when the first golden hairs of her muff popped into view, he licked his lips. She removed her panties with tantalizing slowness. At last she flung them aside on the grass and opened her legs wide.
"See," she said huskily. "See how I need you, Craig?"
Craig saw a glistening slit of ripe red flesh, very
wet and very swollen, encircled by pretty golden curls. He saw the small shadowed mouth of her cunt actually gasping, opening and closing, in its eagerness. He saw the fat little red bud of her clit twitching in horny appeal- If any woman was ever ready to be fucked, it was Tina West.
This time she didn't waste time talking, trying to persuade him with words. After giving him a good look at her wet swollen snatch, she rolled over in his direction and took up where she'd left off earlier-tuning at the zipper of his pants. This time he didn't back away. He just stared at her, as if hypnotized, while she opened his fly and exposed his rigid swollen cock.
"See," she purred, "you want it, too."
She ran her fingertips delicately up and down the hard throbbing pole of his prick, and Craig moaned hungrily. She eased his prick out of the tight confinement of his pants and let it point stiffly at the sky. It was about the same length as Ralph's, seven inches or so, but not as thick. It was a very handsome cock, just too damned handsome to resist
"Ummmn," she murmured, "here's what I want…"
Her pretty pink tongue flashed out and began to lap rapidly up and down the hard swollen pale length of his cock. Craig gasped and almost fainted with pleasure. Big bubbles of glistening juice oozed from his swollen purple cock-head and trickled down the milky-white stalk. Tina lapped up his cock juice and swallowed it with an appreciate gurgle.
"Woman," Craig moaned, "if you don't stop that, you're gonna get balled for sure."
"Oh, goodie," Tina giggled. She started licking his cock again.
She could hardly believe her wanton behavior. Ordinarily she'd have died of embarrassment before she behaved like this-stripping in front of her neighbor, practically begging him to fuck her, showing him her pussy. It was outrageous-but she was driven to it by her overwhelming need for sexual release. It had been so damned long since she'd been laid and, dammit, she was normal healthy woman
Craig was moaning steadily as she licked his erect cock, moaning with both pleasure and guilt. Like Tina he'd been married for about twenty years and had never been unfaithful before-though God knows he'd wanted to be unfaithful plenty of times, especially with his sexy little blonde neighbor Tina West. Now by some miracle he actually had a chance to screw her, and he knew it was going to be awfully damned hard to turn her down.
Impossible, in fact.
Craig felt himself losing all will to resist. He bought Tina's argument that Dotty couldn't be hurt as long as she didn't know. He simply could not resist the opportunity to possess this gorgeous little blonde with the fantastic jugs and the red-hot juicy little pussy. He'd do his worrying and regretting later. Right now he intended to enjoy myself…
Tina was still hungrily licking his cock and
lapping up his tasty bubbling prick cream when she felt his hand sliding between her legs. His hand was suddenly cupping her swollen wet pussylips, caressing, squeezing. She felt his finger wriggling between the plump furry lips of her mons, searching out her clit, massaging the sensitive little button. Sharp pleasure melted her belly.
"Oh, God, Craig, yes," she moaned, "yes, yes, play with me," she
He felt his palm fill and overflow with her helpless cunt juice. She whined and rubbed her scalding-hot pussy back and forth on his hand. He'd never met a woman so ready. He rubbed her erect clit with his fingertip, and she squealed shrilly with pleasure. Working a finger up into her cunt, he found it greedily tight, fiery hot, and slick with juice.
Tina moaned ecstatically as Craig expertly frigged her. That was another thing Ralph never bothered to do any more. He didn't take the trouble to get So fuck him. She blotted out all thought of her husband and let her legs fall wide open to Craig's busy hand.
"Oooooo, that's nice," she moaned. "I love that, Craig
With a fingertip he was steadily rubbing her ultrasensitive clit, and he had another finger thrust right up her cunt, working it swiftly in and out like a miniature cock. It all felt terrific, and she knew she could come easily if she just let herself go. But she wanted to wait till she had his gorgeous hard cock inside her. She had licked it gleaming by now, licked away all his bubbling juice…
"Make love to me, Craig," she moaned.
She'd promised herself she wouldn't beg for it, but there she was, doing just that. Her need was too great to be denied. Her handsome neighbor had turned her on so powerfully, she would have stood on her head to get fucked if that was how he wanted it. She'd do anything for him. At last Craig started to maneuver her into position, and she cooperated completely.
He wanted her on her hands and knees, like a dog. She didn't mind. She didn't much like to do it that way with Ralph, but for Craig she'd do anything. He eased her into a kneeling position on the grass, then seized her slim hips and tugged upward, signaling her to raise her part round ass high in the air. She did so, wantonly exposing her wet red gash.
He could see everything, she knew-everything from her lewdly creaming cunt mouth to her wrinkled little asshole. She didn't care, didn't give a damn about anything, as long as she got fucked. At this point nothing else mattered. She was so horny, so desperate, that she would have fucked him in the middle of Main Street before an audience. Her pussy gushed juice in happy anticipation.
"Hurry, hurry." she whined. "Oh, Craig, I need it so much
Craig was kneeling behind her, hastily lowering his pants. He wedged the fat swollen head of his erect dick into the soaked little mouth of her cunt. He paused just a moment to assure himself that he wasn't dreaming-that he actually was about to ball
Ralph West's shapely little blonde wife. Then he grinned and pushed his eager meat deep into the hottest wettest twat he'd ever fucked.
"Oooooooh," Tina wailed.
Her pretty face twisted in a grimace of sensual ecstasy, and she clawed the grass as she felt Craig's long thick rock-hard cock slowly filling her famished cunt. It felt so great, she almost fainted. She creamed helplessly around his invading prick, loving every second of the deep thick penetration.
"Oooooo, yes, yes," she moaned, "fuck me, Craig, fuck me… Deeper, darling, much deeper… I want that gorgeous big dick coming out my teeth, baby.. Yes, yesss!"
She hardly recognized her own voice, it was so hoarse and lewd. Panting and sweating behind her, Craig Devon started to ball her deep and hard and fast, just like she wanted. In seconds she was coming violently, and she kept coming again and again for the delicious fifteen minutes of their fuck. She was making up for years of sexual starvation, years of yearning.
"Oh, God, that's good," she sobbed. "I love it, I love it…"
It wasn't exactly bad for Craig, either. He humped blissfully away, enjoying her red-hot nipping little cunt and wondering why in hell he'd hesitated so long before screwing her. He'd been out of his mind trying to turn down a chance like this. He loved his wife, yes, but a little variety now and then was a helluva lot of fun.
At last he shot his load with a yelp of pleasure, and they collapsed onto the pass, panting. "Well,"
Craig laughed, "I guess we're adulterers now." "Yes," Tina giggled, "wasn't it fun?"
He turned serious then. He leaned over her, kissed her hungrily, and said, "Tomorrow morning, Tina. I want to see you again."
"Oh, you will, lover, she said, caressing his limp wet cock. "You sure as hell will
She watched him leave. She'd just cheated on her beloved husband for the first time-and she felt great. She intended to cheat again and again, with any man who interested her. It was strange, but she didn't feel guilty, not in the least.