Mia staggered back from the doorway, turned and ran down the hall, through Sally's kitchen, and out the back door. Without stopping, she raced across the yard, entered her own house and, slamming the door behind her, burst into tears.
"The bastard!" she cried out. "The dirty bastard!"
She was leaning against the back door, her face in her hands. Tears poured from her eyes.
Her body shook as she sobbed. It wasn't fair, thought Mia, it just isn't! How could Bob do this to her? How could he jeopardize their marriage? Didn't he care? Didn't he want to be married to her? Was there something wrong with her? Was it something she said or did?
Mia stood there, thinking, for a long time. Finally, she decided that she wasn't going to blame herself; her husband was entirely at fault. He had obviously made up his mind to have some fun behind her back, in absolute violation of their marriage vows. Now it was up to her to do something about it. But what? Luckily, she had no children to worry about.
She felt hopeless, helpless, and she cursed Bob, blaming him for the way she felt. He should have been stronger, she thought. He should have respected their marriage and kept his prick to himself for her pussy only. Instead, he shoved that big prick of his up Sally's pussy and who knows how many others. And he probably would continue to do so in the future. Bastard!
Mia was still standing there, sobbing and feeling sorry for herself, when someone knocked at the door.
The sudden pounding startled her. She stood erect and began wiping away the tears, straightening her clothes. A wave of embarrassment swept over her. She knew she was too old to be behaving like this.
But it wasn't Bob at the door. It was Billy the newsboy. He had told her earlier that he'd be by this afternoon to collect the monthly bill, but she had forgotten all about him in the wake of today's events. Now, her first thought was to slam the door in his face.
"Come on in, Billy," she said, in a low voice. "I have your money right here on the table."
She had the air conditioner on, so she shut the door when he entered, then she turned and crossed the kitchen to the table. Immediately, she felt his eyes on her ass but pretended not to notice. Hell, he was always looking at her ass. He meant no harm.
But when she returned and banded him the money, their hands touched and then their eyes met. She gave him a long hard hungry look, and here turned it. Then she seized his hand squeezed it firmly.
She had no explanation for her action, and she looked for none. Billy had been her newsboy for the four years she and her husband had been in this house. She had watched the boy grow from a skinny little freckle-faced kid to a hard bodied good-looking teenager. Now she felt strangely drawn to him, as if someone offstage were pulling her strings and making her behave this way.
She reached past him and locked the back door, drew the shade. Then she knelt at his feet, unbuckled his jeans, and pulled them down to his ankles. His shafts followed. Then she just knelt there, admiring his long fat cock and inhaling its meaty odor, while trying to work up the courage to suck the damned thing.
Mia hesitated a moment longer, then drew a deep breath and wrapped her lips around Billy's prick. A wave of excitement swept over her. She shivered hard, then got even braver and began deep-throating the youth's prick.
"Ohhhh!" Billy moaned as he watched his cock disappear down her throat. "I can't believe this is happening! Oh, wow!"
Mia massaged his balls with both hands as she swallowed his cockshaft. His youthful hairy balls scratched her fingers, tickled her palm, excited her even further. They were the only balls she had ever played with in her life, other than her husband's, and she couldn't get enough of them.
She couldn't get enough of his cock, either. She sucked it deeper and deeper into her mouth, so that the fucker stretched her checks and her lips and damned near choked her to death. But she kept swallowing the fat prick, until the boy's balls were snug against her greedy lips.
Mia held Billy's prick deep in her mouth for several, moments, enjoying the intense heat waits that roiled through the back of her throat. Then she began running her lips up and down the boy's thick prickshaft, from his balls to his cock-knob and back so she could experience even more wonderful sensations. Billy just stood there on shaky legs, loving every hot lip-stroke.
The young wife massaged her newsboy's prickshaft as thoroughly as she knew how. She did it with clinging lips and a strong tongue. A warm meaty flavor filled her taste buds as she sucked, and she was glad.
She pumped his cock steadily, while bobbing her head back and forth, back and forth. Her long blonde hair danced freely halfway down her back, and her cheeks bulged and receded and bulged again. Her nose twitched repeatedly as cock-hairs tickled it from all sides, while her eyes roiled dreamily in circles.
"Ungh!" Billy grunted as he ran his hands through Mia's hair. "I love what you're doing, Mia! I never felt so good in my life! Please, don't ever stop!"
Her head still bobbing, her lips still clinging tightly to the boy's greasy cock, she tantalized his many prick-nerves and made them stand on end and made him cry out repeatedly. His fat prick soon grew fatter and hotter, and her lips began to ache.
Mia continued to suck Billy's prick with long firm strokes. As she sucked, his cockhead repeatedly stabbed the back of her throat, as well as her cheeks and the roof of her mouth. And with each stab her cheeks stretched outwards, and a little jizz oozed down her throat. She gulped down the jizz happily.
Mia gagged on the boy's cock more than once, and his cock-hairs repeatedly clogged her nostrils. But she cared not, for the cock's flavor was out of this world.
She swallowed his prick again and again, working her throat muscles furiously as she savored every inch of his meaty prick. Spit and cum flew this way and that. Hairy balls pounded her wet lips. Cock-hairs continued to tickle her nose and hinder her breathing. But she was smiling the whole time.
Her hot sucking filled the kitchen with lewd sucking noises. The sounds grew louder and louder, wetter and wetter, until they began to turn her on. As she knelt there on the floor, sucking her newsboy's prick, she began to feel very naughty, very sexy. Her cunt began to itch – a deep, longing itch that cried out for satisfaction. Soon she was moaning and groaning as well as slurping.
With her tiny cunt begging to be stuffed, Mia continued to suck the kid's cock. She just wasn't quite ready to spit it out, hadn't yet had enough. She slobbered in his big fat prick for sometime, stroking the whole shaft with her hot lips until his prick dripped with her spit and throbbed hotly from piss-hole to balls. The cock's head even made her woozy.
"Oh, Mia, let's fuck!" Billy cried. "I've wanted to fuck you for four years now."
"You have?" she asked, spitting out his hard cock. Surprise showed on her pretty young face. "I never knew you felt that way about me. You should have said something to me before."
"I never thought you'd let me fuck you. I mean, you've always seemed so devoted to your husband. I've never even seen you look at another man. Until now."
"Well, maybe that was true before, but things me different now. Now, I'm a free woman. Liberated. And I want to feel your cock inside my pussy. Let's fuck."
Mia got to her feet and wriggled out of it clothing sexily. Then she walked over to the table, leaned forward, and grabbed its edge with both hands, at the same time spreading her thighs wide. With a naughty smile she looked back over shoulder and called Billy to her.
"Come and get it, kid, while it's hot."
She wriggled her smooth young ass as she spoke, jutting it outwards. Her big tits jutted out in front. She wondered if the boy approved of her slim, long-legged frame, and of the thick patch of yellow cunt-hair that adorned her tiny cunt. She sure hoped so.
Her doubts were quickly put to rest when Billy hurried over to her, dropped his own jeans and shorts, and seized her slim waist from behind, holding her firmly in both hands. Then he leaned against her and drove his cockhead into her cunt-crack.
"Eeeee!" she squealed, shivering from head to toe. The table creaked and wobbled beneath her weight. "Wow, that fucker is hot as shit! Let me feel more of it!" She threw back her blonde head in ecstasy and arched her back deeper.
Billy lunged into Mia from behind and drove his prick halfway up her fuck-hole. She cried out in ecstasy and began moaning deliriously and rolling her eyes.
He lunged into her again, hard enough to wobble her tits and jar her asscheeks were rammed his prick deeper into her fuck-hole. Again she cried out, this time rising up abut toes in response to his hot cock.
His next thrust drove his cock ball sac deep. She squealed like a stuck pig, then bit her lower lip and shuddered all over.
"Augh!" Billy moaned, pinning his balls tight against the young wife's cunt lips. "Oh, fuck, your pussy is so fucking tight! And it's burning my cock! Ungh!"
"I'm on fire too!" she said, in a shaky voice. "Your hairy balls are scorching my cunt lips and your fat prick is throbbing like a sizzling hot dog against my poor pussy-walls. Oh, fuuuck!"
Mia pushed her pussy back onto her newsboy's prick – and was immediately jolted by a hot lightning bolt. She shrieked and held on to the table edge for support.
Meanwhile, Billy began humping the young wife. His narrow muscular ass moved backed forth behind her as he drilled her pussy-hole with his big fat cock. His hard thrusts left her gasping for air.
Steadily thrusting his hips, Billy fucked first one side of her pussy and then the other, stretching her pussy-walls out of shape. He rammed his cock as deep as he could, jolting her cunt almost to her belly. He pummeled her pussy hard, hard enough to turn her pussy-lips bright red.
"Ohhhh!" she cried, shaking her head. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" She bounced on her toes as his big prick delved inside her pussy.
"Oh, slit!" Billy howled, his face sweaty, his lips trembling. "I can't believe I'm actually fucking you! Aagh!"
As he fucked her, he held her waist tightly, his fingers sinking deeply into her luscious flesh. He repeatedly speared her fuck-hole with his prick and hammered her cunt-lips with his heavy balls.
His bumpy cockshaft stroked her tender pussy-walls and tantalized the many sensitive nerves located there. She bucked wildly in response, drooling and squealing with each stroke.
His hard thrusts also churned her pussy-juices into a froth that soon whitewashed his stiff prick. While fucking her, he smeared this froth all over her pussy-lips and inner thighs, so that she got quite wet and sticky. And the wetter she got, the louder she squished. Before long, the kitchen was filled with lewd squishing noises that emanated from her juicy pussy.
As he continued to pump her sopping cunt, the squishing noises grew louder and louder. She listened to them with intense passion, her mind reeling in ecstasy. She could almost see Billy's sticky prick tunneling through her cunt-juices to jolt her throbbing pussy-meat. She groaned deeply with each squish.
His cock-hairs scratched her asscheeks, and his hot breath caressed her shoulder blades. She shivered more and more, loving the many wonderful sensations that were sweeping through her body.
While his cock filled her pussy with mind blowing heat, Billy reached up and around the young wife and seized her firm tits in both hands. He squeezed her tits hard, sinking his fingers into her hot flesh, and making her beg for mercy. Her tit mounds flattened in his grip, but her nipples bulged out and turned fiery red.
"Aagh!" Mia cried, shaking her head deliriously. "I can't take much more! My pussy is about ready to blow! Oh, fuuuuck!"
Holding her tit firmly in both hands, Billy continued to hump the tall slim blonde. He humped her hard, his thrusts rocking her body back and forth, so that the table creaked steadily. Mia loved the kid's strokes and began to return them.
With his breath hot and heavy against her back and with his muscles strained to their limits, Mia began pumping her pussy back onto Billy's prick. She thrust her pussy back again and again, meeting his every thrust. Pussy walls and cockhead collided wetly and hotly. Pussylips and hairy balls slapped together loudly and lewdly. Both Mia and Billy whimpered and groaned and gasped aloud as they nailed each other repeatedly. Then, trembling violently, they both came.
Mia, overcome by orgasmic spasms, sprayed the kid's prick with her steaming fuck juices. She soaked his spurting prick thoroughly, as well as her own inner thighs. And as she came, she rolled her eyes wildly and babbled like a child.
Billy painted the inside of her pussy with his creamy-white jizz. He shot his load into her and filled her fuck-hole until it overflowed. He burned her tender fuck-meat so much that she screamed loudly and began pumping her sopping pussy in an effort to ease the burning sensation.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned, licking her lips happily. "Oh, Billy, you son-of-a-bitch! You made me come, you little bastard! I never dreamed it would be this good! Oh, shit!"
"Me neither," said Billy, still holding on to her swollen tits. "Fucking you is so much better than fucking the young girls in my school. Your pussy is much hatter and much nicer."
Mia only smiled she continued to pump her cunt around the boy's wet, shrinking prick, milking the hot fucker thoroughly. Hot shivers repeatedly raced up her spine, while creamy cum oozed down the backs of her thighs. She felt very naughty, but completely satisfied. Hell, she never felt better.
She had already decided that she wasn't going to tell Bob that she knew about him and Sally. She wasn't going to say anything about it. But she wasn't going to go on as before, either. She was going to have some fun herself from here on.