"Hi fella," Vanessa said to Harry at the door.
"Come on in."
Vanessa closed the door and linked her, arm with his as they approached the living room. She was dressed in a knotted shirt that showed her tits were bra-less and baggy shorts that didn't hide one inch of her sensational legs.
Harry took a seat on a couch and Vanessa perched herself on the edge of another one just across from him. Elbows on knees, chin in one hand, she openly looked at him. He asked her about her nephew.
"I have a confession to make," Vanessa said to that. "There is no nephew. I just didn't think you'd come if I told you the real reason I wanted to see you."
"Why do you want to see me?"
"I just couldn't put it off any longer. The opportunity came up with Leonard being out for the evening and I just had to take it."
"To do what?"
"What would you say," the blonde woman began, "if I told you I wanted us to spend the next hour or so together, fucking?"
"What?"
"You heard me. I want us to fuck. I've wanted it for some time."
"I'm stunned," he said truthfully.
"I thought you might be," she said to that. Vanessa stood up then, came over to Harry and knelt before him on the rug. "I'm sure I could help you get over it."
"Or make it worse."
"Or make it worse," she smiled. She rested her hands on his knees, effectively holding them apart. Her gaze went down the front of his body to his crotch.
"Samantha's talked about you," Vanessa confided. "I suppose that's what helped spark my interest."
"What did she say?"
"All sorts of things… apparently you're rather well put together…"
"Flattery will get us both into a lot of trouble."
"Not if we play it smart." She leaned closer and temptingly whispered, "I promise."
"It doesn't bother you, you being friends, me being married?"
"Don't be a dull boy," she chided softly, "come out and play." As she spoke, her slender fingers worked at the knot of her shirt. As she finished, she pulled her shirt open to reveal her jutting, coned tits. "Let's you and I break some rules," she went on, idly fingering the underswells of her tits.
"I don't know…" he said hesitantly, though he couldn't seem to take his eyes off her terrific tits.
"Sounds like I'll have to decide for both of us," Vanessa responded. She leaned farther in between his legs, placing her out-thrust tits on his upper thighs. "You and I are gonna do it, Harry. We're gonna suck, and fuck…"
"Have you always been this take-charge?" he asked.
Vanessa was rubbing her hands over the front of his pants, teasing into the crotch area. "I've always been able to get things done. It doesn't leave you cold, does it?"
He grinned, not answering that. He didn't have to. The outline of his cock was taking shape down one leg of his slacks.
"No," Vanessa murmured, "it leaves you hot. Hotter, and hotter…" She shifted her body and pressed the warm firmness of a bare tit against the outline of his hardening prick.
She took the shirt off, loosened her shorts. She stood and stepped out of them.
"No panties, huh?" Harry observed. "I'm an optimist," Vanessa answered. She stepped back and sat on the couch across from him. Trailing a hand up the inside of a thigh, she leaned back on it. She idled her fingers on the flesh of her pussy as she gazed over at him. "Let's see what you've got under those duds."
"Are you sure Leonard's out for the evening?"
"Positive." To further entice him, Vanessa let her legs fall open. She moved fingertips on her outer cunt. "Show me what you've got. I want to eat it up."
Harry got up out of his seat and proceeded to undress. He looked eager, but worried around the edges. But he was coming through for her, and would go all the way, and that was what counted.
Relaxing into the couch, Vanessa moved two fingertips in circles on her clit as she watched Harry get undressed. Samantha had herself quite a prize here. Vanessa was tempted not to let him go home afterward.
With a trace of bashfulness, Harry pushed down his shorts and stepped out of them. His extending prick bobbled and flopped about in the air, looking muscular and sexy and juicy.
Vanessa sat up as he came to her. She reached for his hips and drew him in between her legs. Turning her head to one side, she ran her tongue along the flank of his still-growing cock-meat to the base.
"You are built," she murmured. "Prime looking stud. I hear you don't cut loose much."
"Do you?"
"Don't hold back with me, okay lover? The badder you are the better it'll be for us both. I'll show you."
She curled her tongue on the underside of the base of his cock and wiggled her tip back and forth on it. Continuing to work her tongue like that, she went all the way up to the flared end of his prick-length. A drop of pre-cum was waiting for her there and she sensuously wiped it off with her probe.
Vanessa wiggled her tongue back down the underside of Harry's cock. She lifted her chin and licked into his patch of pubic hair. Between licks she took strands into her mouth and pulled at them with her lips. Then she blew on the damp bush, and saw his cock jerk with pleasure.
"Now your balls, baby," she purred. "You want me to suck your gorgeous balls don't you, lover?"
"Yes, I do."
She wrapped a hand loosely about his prick and gave him smooth jerking off motions, stoking his fires as they chatted.
"Does Samantha do your balls for you?"
"Now and then."
"Good?"
"I'll do it better. I want all this to be worth your while, so you won't have any regrets."
Vanessa pushed his hard prick up against his belly, giving herself full access to his package of nuts. She used her lips again to pull at the hairs on his sac and felt his prick respond with delight.
Her wily tongue came out, the tip trailing between and around his plump, cum-filled balls.
She tickled up to the base of his cock and down to the underside of his pouch, his cock pulsing continuously in her hand.
She used her tongue to draw his balls into her mouth, one at a time for individual sucks and then both together for more sucking and a wet tongue bath.
"Jesus," Harry breathed, "you are good. Keep this up and I'm likely to forget I'm a married man."
Vanessa smiled and backed off from his balls. She let his cock lower to its natural, virile angle and she said, "Now let's see what I can do for this big, sexy thing."
Vanessa opened her mouth and virtually inhaled his prick into bet mouth and throat. She pushed her head forward until his full cock length disappeared inside her. She washed her head from side to side, grinding the flared head of his cock against her throat.
"God," Harry groaned.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned, her vocal chords seeming to vibrate into his sensitive cock-head.
Loosely hugging his upper thighs, Vanessa felt his legs tremble as she began to avidly run her mouth over the hard tube of his prick. For long moments she simply held on to him, stoking his fires and making him hotter, not wanting to do too much too soon.
Finally she was too hot herself to resist any longer. She breezed a hand down to her cunt, stroked in for wetness, then lifted a slick middle finger between his thighs.
Expertly she probed into the crack of his ass and found his hole on the first try. She pushed at the tight ring with circular motions, massaging the taut muscle into softness.
Harry squirmed against her bold finger and inside her slavering mouth. Before he could make up his mind whether he liked this or what, Vanessa was probing into the hot asshole and delving deeper into the tightness of his shitter.
"Ooohhh," he groaned deeply. "Sweet Jesus, what are you doing to me?"
All Vanessa did was suck harder and start to frig her finger in and out of his asshole.
Having an ideal hold on him, Vanessa began pushing and puffing her ass-probing hand back and forth, forcing Harry to fuck her mouth with his hard cock. At the same time she continued sucking on it with a fierce devotion.
"Gaawwhhh," Harry breathed, "it's too much. I'm gonna come!"
Vanessa ran her finger deep into his shit-chute and drew him forward hard, squeezing his cock-head into her throat. She twisted and turned, scraping the sensitive cock-meat with her throat muscles.
His thick cock spasmed and his balls gushed. Vanessa backed off and let the thick hot juice of his balls fill her mouth. She drove her finger in and his hips kept pumping, on their own now, fucking into her pussy-like mouth.
Swallowing his cum, she sucked back hard on his deflating prick and drained out the last of his boiling honey. Smacking her lips, she swallowed that down as well. She pulled her finger from his asshole and rubbed the soft muscle soothingly.
Vanessa stood slowly, sliding her tits up the front of his body in provocative fashion. She wired her arms about his neck and wrapped one of her long legs around behind his.
"How do you like me so far?" she inquired. His hands closed on the jutting loaves of her ass. "You're different, I'll give you that."
"I wanna be bad with you. Just forget our manners and go wild with each other."
"I believe you mean it."
"Feel up to it?" she asked temptingly.
"Suddenly I don't think I could say no to anything."
Vanessa gave him a tongue-coiling kiss, then eased from him. She sat back down on the couch. Holding his hand, she drew Harry to a kneeling position before her. She lay back and spread her legs wide. "First we should get better acquainted."
His eyes were on her spread cunt. Her mature folds were showing a rich wetness, suggesting an equally rich heat. He lifted a finger to the bottom section of her puffed-up folds and pushed. Her cunt yielded for him and took his finger into its slick lining.
He stroked at her. She guessed that he had never really taken the time to explore a cunt by hand. Had never really taken the time to appreciate one, or just plain amuse himself with one. He looked like a kid with an exotic new toy.
Vanessa left him alone, let him proceed at his own speed. She was shuddering awful close to the surface when he finally thought to seek out her clit and when his wet fingers slid up to either side of her sensitive ridge Vanessa quaked visibly.
Vanessa grinned. "Nice touch. You like what you see?"
"Fantastic, sexy pussy."
"Good enough to eat?"
He looked at her.
"Eat me," she said simply. "Suck out my come." She lifted her feet off the floor and bent her legs back over the couch.
Harry settled his ass onto his heels before her. He bowed in toward her cunt, and Vanessa went tense with anticipation. When his wide tongue came sweeping up over the drooling fuck-slit of her gash she lowered her thighs onto his shoulders and lifted her pussy against his mouth.
"Love it when I get my cunt sucked," she breathed. "Just love it."
Trapped between her thighs and against her pussy, Harry didn't seem to mind a bit. He licked heavily at her flesh, scraping his way into her more intimate privates. Finally touching directly onto her stiff clit.
Harry seemed to want to smother between her squeezing thighs and in her crotch. He wasn't holding anything back down there, and Vanessa found it hard to believe that this was the same man who had sent Samantha out wandering for hotter action.
The truth was, he probably wasn't. Her magic was working on him. And, like Samantha, she wasn't worried about him getting stuck on her as a result of this. What he was really hot for was the action, not her specifically. Vanessa didn't have to worry about complications.
Harry's tongue vibrated into her cunt and drove Vanessa wilder by the minute. Abruptly he dug deep into her creamy pink sponginess and thrills jolted her. Vanessa's thighs clamped inward and she cried out with pleasure.
His tongue came out and up to work over the stiffness of her clit. That was the last thing she needed, or the only thing. Hardly a moment went by before she was creaming her guts into his slurping mouth.
Climax enveloped her thrashing body. She bucked her soft ass against his chin, her cunt into his mouth, and came oodles of pleasure.
Grinning from ear to ear, Vanessa went soft on the couch. She gave him a final squeeze with her thighs and let her legs drop to either side of him. Head propped up on a cushion, she watched him nuzzle up onto her belly. He came on toward her tits and she used her hands to bunch them up in offering.
"Good, big tits," he moaned as he buried his face in them as avidly as he had into her crotch.
"Help yourself," Vanessa joked. The grin wouldn't leave her. She was in an impossibly good mood. She just knew that Samantha was having just as much success with Leonard. She could hardly wait for the day when he turned to her and suggested they try something new.
Maybe they could all get together for a four-some sometime. Wouldn't that be a kick?
"Do you want to fuck?" Vanessa asked. "Have you gotten hard again?"
Harry lifted his mouth from her stiff right nipple and smiled up at her. "When you came in my mouth it shot steel into my cock," he said.
Harry straightened upright and sure enough, his cock was at just the right level to slide into her cunt. All he had to do was lean his hips forward between her wide-hung thighs and that was all he did. His cock slid up into her.
"Oh, Harry," Vanessa sighed. "You don't know what this means to me."
"You don't know what this means to me," he corrected. His head tilted back and a laughing sound gurgled out of his throat and he said, "God, I feel wonderful. Like a kid with his first woman."
Vanessa squirmed, flattered. "Then be a kid. Go nuts. Do everything you want."
"Everything?"
"I feel comfortable with you. I'm sure we don't need to stifle any urges. No matter what they are."
Harry relaxed. Maybe he'd gotten it into his head that women were delicate creatures. It seemed to come as relief to him to find out that, if Vanessa was any example, they could hold their own when it came to real, unfettered raunch. As he started to fuck, she could sense his mind begin to race with ideas.
Vanessa was relaxed too. She let him have his lead, lying back and letting him probe in and out of her cunt with his cock. Gradually the friction got to her and she was compelled to join in. She lifted a heel onto his shoulder and flexed her long leg to roll her hips, wash them from side to side before his.
His tempo picked up. His growing lust showed, along with decreasing inhibitions. He reached up and groped her titties excitingly.
His ass moved faster and faster, pounding, pounding, pounding into her. She felt another climax build and begin to shake loose. Twisting and grinding her cunt on his fiery fuck-pole, she furiously sought to make one happen for him at the same time.
And then it was happening, and the two of them frothed over with cum and spent passion.