Unable to move, Jan stood staring at the lewd scene. She was well aware of how often she had performed this act with strangers during the last few months. But seeing Ted enjoying it seemed impossible.
Her first impulse was to go over and tear the strange bitch's hair out, but remembering her close call with the police and her recent sex escapades, she just stood watching them. Still unable to believe what she was seeing, the young wife dropped wearily into a chair.
"Oh, Teddy," she heard a familiar little voice whisper between slurps, "you've got the neatest fuckin' cock in the world and it tastes so good!"
Jan almost jumped out of her chair when she recognized little Becky Adams' voice. She couldn't believe that her husband could be having an affair with a fourteen-year-old high school kid. From the amount of semen that was oozing out of the child's slit and dribbling down onto her husband's juice-drenched face, it was obvious to Jan that her husband had already fired a couple of loads up into the girl's little fuckhole.
Even though Jan had been eagerly selling her body to anyone with enough money and a cock, she was furious tb see her husband enjoying the fruits of another person. He had never to the red to lick her cunt, and here he was, slurping away at a mere child's semen-caked slit, and obviously enjoying every moment of it.
She was furious as she sat there watching the little neighbor girl frantically sucking her husband's cock, a cock that Jan had never tasted. From their intimate knowledge of each other's bodies, Jan realized that the couple had been having an affair for a long time. No wonder he hadn't been making sexual advances to Jan. It was obvious that her husband was getting all the sex he needed or wanted from the little teen-aged tramp next door.
Now Jan realized why her husband never objected to her leaving the house at night and never bothered to question her when she returned. He wanted her away so he could suck and fuck that little red-headed bitch's cunt.
"Christ, Becky," she heard her husband gasp. "I'm gonna come, honey, I'm gonna come!"
"Squirt, baby, squirt!" the child squealed, her little face bobbing frantically up and down over the man's jerking cock. "Fill me up! Squirt me full of hot ji…"
She never finished the sentence because a torrent of slippery hot semen gushed into her mouth from the lurching man's cock.
Jan sat quietly listening to the girl sucking and swallowing the spurting fluid. Unable to stand the scene any longer, Jan quietly slipped out of the room. Filled with both jealousy and hate, Jan decided he could have the fucking little bitch, the house, the furniture and everything. She was leaving.
Picking up her keys, Jan headed for the front door. Just as she was about to leave, she saw the reflection of car lights pierce the darkness of the living room. Glancing out, she saw the patrol car moving slowly down the street. Completely exhausted, she sank into a chair, tears running down her face. She realized that if she left the house that night, the only alternative would be jail.
Lighting a cigarette, she tried to unravel her confused thoughts. Here she was, a prisoner in her own home, while her husband was happily banging a little snot-nosed kid in her own bed.
Snuffing out her cigarette, Jan decided to go into the bedroom arid confront them and throw the rotten little tramp out of her house. She was about to enter the room when she heard Becky's little voice.
"Teddy," she heard the girl whisper, "do you like the way I suck you off?"
"Christ, yes," he laughed. "You're the best blow job I've ever had."
"Better than your wife?" she asked.
"I've told you before," he answered. "Jan has never offered to suck me off."
"Gee," the young girl giggled, "if I were your wife, I'd suck you off every night."
"I'll bet you would," he laughed. "You're the hottest little cunt I've ever known."
"Good," she giggled. "Now, are you gonna fuck me again?"
"SUN," he sighed, "as soon as this thing gets hard."
"It won't take me long to harden him up," Jan heard the girl giggle.
"I'm sure you're right," he sighed.
"Teddy," she heard the girl ask after a long pause, "am I a good fuck?"
"The greatest," he replied. "Better than your wife?"
"Yes, honey," he answered, "better than my wife, much better."
"Why?"
"I love Jan very much," she heard him continue, "but she is a very innocent girl for her age. She knows very little about sex and doesn't seem anxious to learn."
"Why don't you teach her?" the girl asked. "If I were to lick her pussy," he laughed, "she'd scream for the police and have me put away."
"If you love her so much," Becky asked, "why do you fuck me?"
"Because," he continued after another long pause, "we needed each other. You were too sexually mature to get any satisfaction from the little dicki on kids your own age. You needed a man-sized cock to satisfy you, and Jan wasn't interested in me. She had become reluctant to my advances. We were two people that needed each other."
"I'm sure glad we met," the girl sighed.
"So am I," Ted laughed. "But Becky, you must find a young boy that can satisfy you. I'm a married man, and this can't go on forever."
"I'll never find a kid with a cock as neat as yours," she giggled.
"You'll find him," sighed Ted. "Just start looking around. You'll never find him by sulking around in your house all the time."
"Okay," she promised. "But your cock's hard again. What do you want to do with it?"
"I want to slam it up into your hot little pussy," answered Ted. "I want to fuck the shit out of you."
"I'd like that," Jan heard her giggle, and squirm on the bed. "Start fuckin'."
Jan walked back into the living room, not wanting to disturb them. He thought she was so fucking innocent. She wondered what he would have thought if he'd seen her writhing and lurching with a cock in her pussy, another stuffed into her eager mouth and a third one rammed up her asshole. My God, she had been denying her husband the delicious pleasures she'd been sharing with any man who offered her a few bucks. She no longer hated the little red-headed brat next door. At least the kid had given him a lot more pleasure than Jan had been prepared to offer. Completely exhausted, Jan dropped onto the couch, and covering herself with a coat, she dozed off into a fitful sleep.
When Ted and Becky awakened the next morning, they eagerly resumed their sexual activities. It was almost noon when he kissed her and let her slip out through the back door so her parents wouldn't see her leaving the house.
Returning to the bedroom, Ted changed the sheets and made the bed before showering and shaving. It wasn't until he finally walked into the living room that he discovered his wife sleeping on the couch.
"What the hell are you doing on this couch?" he gasped as she opened her sleep-filled eyes.
"I didn't want to disturb you and Becky," she yawned.
He stared blankly at his wife. It was obvious that she was now completely aware of his affair with the little neighbor girl.
"I'm sorry," he stammered, glancing nervously at the floor, unable to meet his wife's eyes.
"Why be sorry?" she asked. "Wasn't she a good lay?"
He didn't answer.
"Well," she repeated, "wasn't she a good lay?"