9:20 a.m…
Mike Ryan could hardly believe his eyes! In four years working as an exterminator, going to thousands of homes spraying stinking gas at bugs that generally ignored him, he'd never seen a sight like the one he'd just witnessed-two gorgeous women going at it hot and heavy, eating each other's snatches like there was no tomorrow. He'd only seen that type of girl-girl sex in some of the men's magazines he bought. Watching it in the flesh had his cock springing up rock hard in his pants.
He'd only had a minute or so to watch the two slurping women before he gave an involuntary cough, which he quickly cursed at under his breath when it made the two women suddenly jump apart. The smaller one had quickly dived into the pool, then paddled up to the edge and looked at him with only her head showing above the water, a shit-eating grin on her lovely face.
The taller blonde had quickly snatched up a towel lying by the mattress they had been screwing around on and wrapped it around her torso-but not before Mike had gotten a sizzling eyeful of her massive breasts bouncing and swinging about as she scrambled to get the towel in place.
He looked down at the work-form attached to his clipboard for the name again. "Mrs. Bristol" it read. "Mrs.?" he thought. He had assumed he'd been watching two dykes going at it, but evidently this woman, at least, was married. He looked up again to see the gorgeous housewife walking across the lawn toward him, brushing her dark blonde hair back from a face still flushed from her sexual excitement.
If she was married, Mike mused, maybe she went both ways, not just a lesbian lover. His prick jerked again-he wanted a piece of what this woman had just been sharing with the lady in the pool, and said a quick silent prayer to the gods of love that today would be his lucky day, finally. He'd heard all the horny-housewife tales from his fellow workers, stories of voluptuous young teens who would drag the poor, unsuspecting exterminator into their rooms for hours of hot sex. But he'd never run across any of those nymphos on his own jobs, just lots of old ladies and their cats, for the most part. This stunning blonde was certainly no young nympho, but she was no old lady either! And she had a pussy that he really was eager to pet.
Mike put on what he felt was his sexiest smile and waited for her to reach him at the gate, dropping one hand down to struggle at adjusting his pants around his now almost painfully throbbing erection.
For her own part, although Carol had been surprised to find out she and Eileen had had an audience of one, when she'd really looked at him her surprise and slight embarrassment had turned quickly into horny anticipation.
The man appeared to be in his early thirties, and judging by the fact that she could see most of his chest over the top of the gate, had to stand a good six foot three or more. He wore one of the nondescript brown uniforms and caps of his company, but he wore the shirt unbuttoned several buttons at the top, and Carol could see a dark mass of hair burling on a muscular chest. He also had a thick, dark moustache-which hung over one of the silliest grins she'd ever seen! Carol had to keep herself from giggling, because she knew that grin from having seen it on many men over the years-this guy was turned on as hell, but trying equally as hard not to show it. She also noticed that, while he rested his clipboard on top of the gate with one hand, the other hand was down behind it, and the slight motions of his arm showed he was trying to unobtrusively adjust his clothing. Carol had no doubt what the cause was of his sudden entrance in his appearance.
"Hi!" she said as she reached the gate, holding the small blue towel up to her chest, but letting it ride low enough over her wide bosom to show the young man plenty of well-tanned tit flesh, still gleaming with a light sheen of sex sweat. Carol knew he had gotten quite a show, but decided to match his coolness-or attempts at it-with her own nonchalance.
"Morning, Ma'am," he said. "I… uh, I knocked at the front door a couple of times and didn't get any answer, so that's why I came around up your driveway here…," Mike swallowed nervously, not sure what to say next. It was that old joke, "what do you say to a naked lady?", although in this case he found it even more difficult than that. Looking over Carol's shoulder at the pool he saw the other woman now paddling lazily about on her back, her pert breasts thrusting up from the water. His cock lurched again in his pants.
"I should apologize," Carol said in her friendliest voice, noting again his nervous action and playfully deciding to let him wonder just what the score was a bit longer. "I'd forgotten you had us scheduled for spraying our house and yard this morning." With a carefully calculated move she raised one hand from the towel to brush back a loose strand of hair from her forehead, letting one side of the towel droop and giving the now sweating man a quick flash of one erect pink nipple.
"I'm a bit… busy, here in the backyard just now," she said, then grinned when the exterminator blushed and hurriedly looked back down at his clipboard. It struck Carol as being sweetly innocent, and, for that very reason, erotically arousing.
"Would you mind starting in the front yard? After that you can do back here, and the vents to beneath the house are back here by the patio."
"That sounds fine, Mrs. Bristol." Mike said, turning away to stride quickly back up the driveway. With every step he was mentally kicking himself for not having said something, anything, but the action he'd witnessed. He knew the longer he waited to say anything the more awkward it would get to mention it at all, and he felt sure he would have to make the first move. Unlike the hot-blooded nymphos of his partner's adventures, Mrs. Bristol didn't seem to be in any hurry to drag him into her clutches and ravage his body.
Of course, maybe that's because she really wasn't interested? Maybe he shouldn't put any moves on her. He wasn't a pushy guy, and certainly didn't plan to force himself on her. Who knows, maybe she really did prefer women? Just because she was married didn't really mean all that much one way or the other-she could be a lesbian who had married some gay guy so that both had "normal" covers in the community! Shit! he thought, this is getting ridiculous!
Carol watched the man head back up the driveway in the slightly awkward step of a man with a thick pole stuck down one pants leg. Running back to the giggling Eileen who was just climbing out of the pool, they fell back into each other's arms in a laughing, snorting embrace.
"Oh, my God!" Eileen gasped out between whoops of laughter. "That was hilarious! How long do you think he had been watching us?"
"Long enough!" Carol giggled back. "Look, I think we've got a real live one here, Eileen! He was acting just like a little boy who'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar! Let's get back inside-I want to take a shower to clean up from Chester, and we've got to get ready for this guy-we'll give him a morning's work he'll never forget!"
It didn't take Mike long to get his job done, pumping chemicals out of a hand-held tank and spraying around the yard and house foundations. He crawled under the house, thankful there didn't seem to be any pets kept at this home that might have left any small, smelly presents for him in the darkness and dank.
With the morning sun now well risen, Carol knew that he was probably getting the full sauna treatment down there, working up a good sweat in the tight, virtually airless space under the house.
She was standing on the patio when he crawled back out, his uniform showing huge dark spots of sweat, the shirt almost completely unbuttoned now. Carol drew in an excited breath as Mike stood up and she got a good look at his muscular chest, matted with dark hair. But what set her pussy to really juicing was the sight of his crotch for the first time. It looked like he'd not only shoved a couple of tennis balls down his pants, but the can they came in as well!
"Come on inside, you need a cool drink after all that work," she said.
"Thanks, Ma'am," Mike replied, dusting off his pants and setting beside the door, all the time trying to keep from being too obvious as he ogled the gorgeous woman.
Carol had put on a very short terry-cloth robe that ended just barely below her hips, and was tied loosely around her slim waist to open and reveal as much of her mouthwatering cleavage as possible, just short of showing the fat nipples. She had brushed her hair out so that it fell in soft billowing waves around her face and across her shoulders. Mike gulped hard and felt his long-suffering cock jerk once again, begging him for release from its tight confinement, and wanting to hurry into even tighter confinement in the juncture of Carol's long, shapely legs.
Once in the house Carol opened a couple of beers and guided the hot workman into the den and a large couch, from which a full-wall window gave them a view of the backyard. Carol wanted him to be able to see the pool, just to remind him of what had been going on when he had first arrived.
"By the way, what's your name, honey?" she smiled, sitting down so close to him on the couch that any closer and she would have been in his lap-which was exactly where she was planning on ending up.
"Mike, Mike Ryan, Mrs. Bristol," he replied, his whole leg tingling as she pressed her naked thigh up to his.
"Oh, please, none of that 'Mrs.' stuff! You must call me Carol! All of my really close friends do," at the word "close," Carol laid one hand lightly on Mike's thigh. "And I do hope that we'll become close friends as well."
Mike knocked back half of his can of beer in one sudden swallow, hardly even tasting it, staring straight ahead out the window as his mind whirled in confusion. Christ, but this beautiful woman was going to drive him right up the wall! While working he bad pretty much convinced himself that she was a lesbian, but now here she seemed to be almost throwing herself at him. He'd never been good at sexual games, preferring the straight-forward "Let's do it" approach. But he was terrified of making a wrong move now and ending up losing his job.
Mike turned back to face her and his eyes widened as Carol leaned in a bit closer, offering him a full view of her incredible breasts, the full swelling globes swinging forward slightly to press against the fabric as if straining to escape from the robe that barely held them back.
"You… uh, you've got a really nice tan," he sputtered, then regretted it immediately, thinking how he sounded like a stupid, fumbling kid on his first date. But, hell, he felt like a teenager who'd just lucked into a date with the sexiest girl in school and was now scared shitless of making an ass of himself.
"Why thank you, Mike. It's sweet of you to notice," Carol said in a throaty whisper that just dripped honey, her "seduction" mode on full throttle. "Since we've got such a lovely private backyard, I can do just about anything I like, from sunbathing in the nude to… well, I think you might imagine some of the other things I enjoy doing…"
"Oh shit! Mike thought. He wanted to grab this sultry woman and fuck the living hell out of her. His cock was so hard now he felt like he was gonna blow his wad right in his pants any second.
But what if she was just teasing him? He thought he remembered reading somewhere that real lesbians hated men-what if she was just trying to egg him into making a move on her, and then she'd complain to his boss? Damn, if only he hadn't seen her making it with that other chick, but now he just couldn't be sure. The fight between the doubts in his mind and the single-minded fuck lust in his pants was driving him crazy.
Carol was now practically breathing in his ear, leaning in so close that her huge tits were pillowing against his bare arm, while sensuously rubbing her naked thigh against the rough fabric of his pants. His work under the house had heated him up so that the odor of his aftershave mingled with that of his own sweat, producing a high aroma of pure animal passion in Carol's nostrils, the smell of a man.
But she could also see the confusion of his mind mirrored in his face as he stared straight ahead out the window. The harsh sound of his quick breath and the now visibly throbbing bulge in his pants showed the horny housewife that she was indeed getting him hot as hell. But his face and the white-knuckle grip he had around his beer can showed her that he was doing his best to hold back. She didn't know why he was so uptight-what else did she have to do to show him that she wanted to fuck? She had already checked out his left hand when they'd talked at the gate and there had been no ring-not that that would have made any great difference to her. But it also didn't show him to be a faithful husband resisting the seductive temptress for his wife. So, as things stood, she figured she'd have to go all the way as seductress and make the first really blatant moves. If that didn't loosen him up, she gave up!
"You look a little uncomfortable doll," she cooed in his ear. "Do you want me to give you a hand?" With that she slid her hand up his thigh and quickly snaked it back down behind his belt, slithering through the matt of coarse hair to grasp the thick tube of his cock.
"Oh, Jesus!" Mike gasped, unconsciously humping his ass upward at her searing touch. "Lady, if you're just fooling around…"
Carol laughed and kissed his cheek. "I'm no tease, baby! I think we both want the same thing, and I for one am going to make damn sure that I get it-in spades!"
She shot her other hand into his lap and started hurriedly fumbling to undo his belt with only the one hand, refusing to release her grip on his hot cock for even a second. Mike let out an explosive gasp and then was helping her tear at his clothes, convinced that, finally, after all his years, he had lucked into meeting the legendary "hot housewife" that all delivery men and home workers dream of!
He quickly slid out of his pants, and his rigid cock, after its long and painful confinement, jerked up and swayed about like a flesh-colored cucumber, it's base a thick mass of black, curly hairs.
Carol gasped at the sight, and both her mouth and pussy began getting wet. Mike's cock wasn't much longer than the average dick, but it was as thick around as a night watchman's flashlight, and had a curve on it like a banana, arching back up toward his muscular stomach, seemingly bowed back under the wet of the heavy-blood-red crown. A thin dribble of milky fluid already bubbled from the slit in its tip to drop down onto his hairy stomach, and the entire shaft was visibly throbbing, primed to explode!
"Oh, baby, what a hunk of meat!" Carol sighed, leaning over his lap and quickly lashed out her pebbly tongue tip to lick up the oozing juice, making him groan at the touch of her wet tongue wrapping around his slimy cock-crown.
"Suck it!" he grunted between clenched teeth. "I've had a hard-on since I first saw you, and I'm gonna explode any second!"
Carol arched her long neck further over Mike's lap, turning into an erotic sword swallower as she slid his pulsing cock deep into her wet mouth. Mike could hardly believe his eyes as he watched the first few inches of his fat wang disappearing between her red lips. This gorgeous woman was gnawing on his cock as if she hadn't had any dick for years. He put the palm of one hand on her upturned cheek, driving his cock in and out of her wet, warm mouth. With his other hand he reached over her shoulder and tugged at her robe, pulling it roughly away from her body, wanting to see more of her luscious flesh spread bare before him.
Carol was hardly aware of what he was doing, so intent was she on sucking and sucking the throbbing prick she had captured in her mouth. Her eyes were closed and moist little mews of delight escaped her throat as she reveled in the taste and feel of his cock, tightening her hot lips around the shaft, working her tongue back and forth, and happily swallowing again and again, milking his cock.
"Oh, yeah!" Mike yelled, latching his free hand onto one of her full hanging tits as he shoved his hips up faster, now literally fucking into her lovely face. "Suck me harder, harder, you gorgeous cocksucker!"
Carol brought one hand down again into his pants to cradle his fat balls, hefting the hairy nuts and feeling the crinkly skin moving about over his sperm-filled nuggets. She could tell by the feel of his balls and the harsh gasping quality of his breath that the man was about to come. Normally that would have sent her into a frenzy of even harder cock-sucking, eager to take every drop of his dick-butter deep into her belly. But after her bout with Eileen, she was in the mood for a real hunk of man meat to be buried deep between her thighs.
She lifted her face and, tossing her head to flip the golden waves of long blonde hair back, looked up at Mike with lust-filled eyes. She kept her hand running up and down on his spit-drenched cock, jerking and pulling on the hot shaft, keeping him right on the cutting edge of his excitement. Mike's own look of passion was mingled with one of confusion-her sudden stopping on the brink of his climax had brought back up his fears of being led on. But one look at the hot housewife's face was all it took to convince him she was only just getting warmed up!
"I want you in me baby," Carol said, her voice raspy with passion. "I want you to shove this incredible cock up my pussy until I beg you to stop, and then I want you to fuck me even harder!!"
Carol lay back on the couch, pulling open the front of her robe to reveal her entire body to his gaze, every luscious curve and valley. The heaving mountains of her breasts topped with stiff pink nipples, and, wriggling her naked ass and spreading her tanned thighs wide apart, exposing the hair-fringed clift of her dripping slot to her new lover.
"Christ on a crutch! You're incredible looking!" Mike gasped as he hurriedly stripped off his pants and tore at the buttons of his shirt, popping one off in his excitement. He shifted around on the wide sofa to kneel between the horny housewife's legs, staring hungrily into the juicy cleft of her cunt, the pink lips of her pussy spread wide in arousal, wet and gleaming and ready to suck in his steel-hard shaft as eagerly as her mouth had just been doing.
Carol kept her eyes steady on his meaty cock as it waved about above his hairy groin, the veins throbbing and the fat head almost purple in color from his pent up passions. She slid one of her hands down between her own thighs and urgently fingered her burning snatch, rubbing her fingertip around and around her blazing clitoris. "Shove it in, lover!" she gasped, reaching up with her other hand to run her fingers through the luxurious growth of hair on his chest, flicking at one of his nipples just as she was sliding her finger around the bud of her clit. "I want to feel you fuck me with that huge cock-fuck me hard!"
"Yeah!" Mike agreed happily as he lowered his torso over hers, reaching down to grasp the base of his pulsing prick and fitting the thick knob into the pouting lips of her cunt. "Damn, you're wet!" he grunted at the first touch, sliding the knob of his cock around for a second in the gooey outer lips of her slot. He'd never known any woman could get so hot and turned on, so wild for a cock!
Settling his dick head at the entrance to her steaming tunnel, he eased his hips forward, embedding the first inch of his thick shaft into the close-clasping moistness of her pussy.
Mike could hardly believe how mind blowingly good it felt as he crammed inch after inch of his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt. The slick walls of her box seemed to grasp and suck at his prick. The slick walls of her box seemed to grasp and suck at his prick, literally pulling him into the sizzling depths. He felt a blast of pure pleasure shoot up his spine as the supple tunnel of her cunt suddenly seemed to squeeze down harder all around his aching cock.
"Fuck me," Carol whined, lifting her long legs and crossing her trim ankles over Mike's waist. "You feel so big inside me, lover!! Give me all of your cock-ram my pussy full of everything you've got!!"
She humped her rolling ass on the cushions, cramming her cunt up onto Mike's huge cock, wanting to get every soul-satisfying inch of his prick deep into her steamy cunt. Carol could hardly believe how good it finally felt, so damn good to have the walls of her itching pussy stretched to bursting around this virile man's cock. She felt her little clit throbbing and pulsing, stiffening up in pleasure.
"Damn, you're a good fuck, baby!" Mike muttered as he felt the hot housewife bucking and lurching about beneath him, fucking him with as much passionate fury as he was fucking her. This was more than a wet dream, this was absolutely incredible! He'd never met a woman so hot for pure, animal sex before!
"You sure do love to fuck, don't you?" he gasped, a lewd grin splitting his handsome features, as he continued to thrust down harder and harder into the sweet slot of her cunt. He swiveled his hips about, forcing every inch of his blue-veined shaft deeply into her hot hole,
With her pussy crammed full to the bursting with man meat, Carol seemed to go into a sexual frenzy, her lovely features pulled up in a grimace of unadulterated passion. She shook her head back and forth, golden hair flying around while she moaned and sighed her feverish lust.
"Fuck me… fuck me, Mike… Oh, Yes, you're so big!! Fuck my cunt to pieces, lover man…"
Mike was more than happy to do exactly what she was begging for. He fucked her hard and fast. The springs in the sofa squeaked in response as he pounded his bulky rod between the gasping woman's quivering thighs, eagerly reaming out her juicy slot again and again. He grasped her head in both hands and mashed his open mouth to hers, the gasping lovers fencing with each other's tongues, hot breath blowing over each other's faces. As the gorgeous housewife sucked and licked at his lips, Mike felt his cock seeming to grow even bigger still in response. And Carol thought that his huge prick was going to keep on going until it went all the way up her throat and met his tongue!
"God! Oh, yes, yeesssss!!" She screamed into his mouth, clawing her fingers up and down his back, feeling the hard muscles under his skin flexing with the movement of his tirelessly driving hips. "Oh, lover, you're incredible!! You've going to make me come any second now! Oh, yes, yes, yeeesssss!!"
The hard-fucking man felt his own climax only seconds away. He slid his hands down over Carol's writhing hips, shoving down between her butt and the cushions and grabbing a double handful of her jiggling ass cheeks. He pulled up hard, and rammed down equally as hard with his hips, burying his cock balls deep into her slippery hole, his balls pulled up tight to the base of her slot, spreading wide the flushed lips of her pussy. He rocked his hips back and forth, no longer thrusting but jerking his cock about, enjoying the feeling of his super-aroused prick completely encased in the incredible hot wetness of her spasming cunt. Then with a grunt, he pulled back and shoved in hard once again.
"Aaah!! Oh, yeahhh!!!" Carol screamed, clasping his clenched butt cheeks, urging him to fuck faster and faster. With every bone jarring thrust his wiry crotch hairs ground down into her super-sensitive clit, filling her with ever mounting desire. Their stomachs slapped together again and again, making a wet, squishy sound to match the slurping, juicy sound of his tireless cock reaming her pussy over and over.
"Damn!… So tight, so good…," Mike moaned, feeling his balls pull harder up to the base of his cock. "I'm… I'm gonna blow, baby!!"
Then with a loud grunt of ecstasy Mike shoved downward as hard as he could, thrusting balls deep into Carol's steamy pussy, his hot load of jizz exploding from his cock and hosing down her pussy with gob after gob of sticky man-juice. His boiling cum squirted out again and again from his cock, balls pumping away, his cock jerking like a high pressure fire hose gone crazy.
And going crazy was exactly what his explosive climax triggered in Carol-her own mind blowing orgasm! "I'm coommminnnggggg!!!" She shrieked, burying her face in Mike's muscular shoulder, her teeth biting down hard enough to bruise his skin. The wanton housewife felt herself caught up in a truly outrageously wonderful climax, paying off her sex to a man who had been a total stranger to her only a short time before. She pounded her hips up hard, wriggling and gasping on his cock, the steamy thick juices of her flowing cunt drooling out around his fat cock shaft, mingled with his own creams to drop down the crack of her ass.
The two lovers lay locked in each other's arms, gasping for air. Carol could feel Mike's cock still throbbing hard and stiff deep in her dripping pussy, and knew she'd gotten her hands on a real stud this time, more than a one-shot lover.
Suddenly they heard over the rasping sound of their own hard breathing a brisk clapping and giggling. Carol opened her eyes to look over Mike's shoulder and see Eileen standing at the end of the sofa, clapping her hands and laughing.
"Beautiful! Just beautiful!" she smiled. Carol saw that, just as the two horny women had planned, Eileen had entered the room totally nude to join in the fun and games!