u/tastinglyfe

"Is your pussy still filled with his cum," he asked.

"Yes," she replied.  "Still hot."

"Come fuck me then," he said.  She straddled his hard cock and he felt the warmth of the boys cum still in her.  It always turned him on to watch his wife take another lover, but Justin was half her age and she had never fucked someone so young before, and Justin, he was an easy seduction.  He reached for the remote, turned the camera on and replayed the scene on the TV that only finished a few moments before. He watched as his wife teased the boy with her tit, outlining his lips until he grabbed and sucked.  He watched again as she straddled the boys mouth, his tongue licking her clit and tongue fucking her pussy.  He watched as she took his cock into her mouth sucking and licking.  He watched as she straddled him then ride him and Jack slammed his cock deeper into her, feeling his orgasm start.  He watched as the two cried out cumming and he felt his orgasm move through his body and take him.  His cum exploded into her tight pussy and he felt her muscles contract and envelope his cock, milking him.  He let it take his entire body, his self, and he thrust harder and deeper, his cum mixing with the boys, his cries of pleasure mixing with theirs on the screen.

"Did he satisfy you," he asks later as they lay side by side entwined, again watching her and Justin.

"Not the way you do,"  she replied and rolled on top of him, kissing his unshaven face.

"You did good tonight." He turned off the TV and drifted off to sleep.

Justin dried himself off from his quick shower and padded naked to the bed.  He replayed the tryst with Joann, her tits offered to him, how she slid her pussy on top of his mouth and he had tasted pussy for the first time.  He thought about how Caylee had never let him touch her clit, save for getting her wet.  Their love life had been rather vanilla, twice a week, Friday and Saturday nights.  His thoughts turned back to Joann, how she sucked his cock, sliding her tongue up one side and down the other to his balls, also something Caylee had never done.  Justin felt his cock growing hard and reached down to stroke it.  He closed his eyes and fantasized it was Joann's pussy riding him, round and firm tits bouncing up and down in his face.  He remembered how she came on his cock, first hot then cold cum encasing his cock then running down his balls.  He lifted his hips jerkily up and down as he rubbed his cock harder and faster felt his hot cum squirting and hitting his chest as he orgasmed.  He moaned out loudly, he couldn't help it and called Joann's name as his orgasm peaked and drained him.

He smelled the aroma of a breakfast being cooked before he even stepped into the immense kitchen; eggs, fried potatoes, toast, and coffee.  Justin was starved .  As he walked into the kitchen he spotted Jack at the table, Joann at the stove cooking.  She wore a white robe tied tightly and outlining her perfect tits and round ass.

"See something you like, Justin?"  

Justin started at the sound of Jack's voice.  Jack was at least 6'2" with arms and a chest that swelled from his daily workouts and Justin thought immediately, 'he could easily snap my neck,' and lost any appetite he once had.

"Just some coffee, please," Justin replied.  

Joann turned from the stove with a plate of food in her hands.  "No, no, you must be ravenous" and she put the plate down on the table.  "Sit and eat baby, you'll need your strength today.  Lot's of good things planned for today," she said and sat next to Jack.

"Sleep well?" Jack asked as Justin sat down.

"Yes, very well," Justin replied.  I don't think I was awake more than ten minutes once my head hit the pillow."  Justin saw something brief pass between Jack and Joann, a slight twitch of their mouths?  

"How about I show you that man cave of mine?" Jack asked.  "Maybe take one of the cars out for a drive," he continued.  "How about the '50?  She's a beaut and drives like a  dream.  Take a run up the coast?"  

"That would be great," Justin agreed and finally found his appetite.  If Jack knew anything about last night, he would have said something by now.  Hell, he would have thrown him out and halfway down the drive.  Justin dived into the his eggs and potatoes, eating with gusto.  

"The food is fantastic, Joann," Justin said as he grabbed for a slice of toast.

"Why thank you, baby," she answered.  "It's always good to start off the day with a full stomach."

"Yes it is," Jack agreed and gave Justin a wink.  

"I'm going to shower and shave," Jack said getting up  from the table. "45 minutes let's say?"

Justin nodded his head in agreement.  'I'll be ready when you are," he replied and stood to head to his room and change.  

"Not so fast, baby," he heard Joanna say, "I'm ready for my breakfast now."   She untied her robe as she strode over to Justin, discarding it on the floor, stood in front of him, and unbuttoned his shorts pulling them down, releasing his cock.  Justin grabbed her hand.

"Jack could walk out here and see us" he hissed quietly.

"No baby" Joann started, "he's in that shower for at least 25 minutes.  Let Momma have her breakfast now."  

Joann knelt in front of him taking his cock into her mouth, all the way to his base.  He watched her move in circles around his cock, her tongue licking his cock, moving up then back down.  

"Fuck," he cried out as he felt his orgasm building.  "Oh fuck, yes," he said and thrust his cock hard into Joann's mouth.  He looked down at her, her eyes staring back to his.  "There's nothing sexier than your mouth wrapped around my cock," he said in gasps and grabbed each side of her head and thrust faster and harder.  Justin felt his orgasm move through his body, his chest, his balls, then finally his cock.  "Suck on me harder," he said as his orgasm took him and shook his body.  Joann's head bobbed faster on his cock and he exploded into her mouth, his cum spurting down her throat. 

"Ahhhh, fuck Joann," he gasped as the last of his orgasm ran out of him along with his cum.

"Momma's full now," she said licking the cum off her mouth.  "You taste so good baby.  Joann stood, nipples erect and he reached for one, longing for both to be in his mouth.  He pulled her close, put a tit in his mouth and suckled.  His tongue traced the small bumps of her areola and Joann sighed.

"Is my boy still hungry," she asked.  Justin looked at her and nodded.

"Good," she said and reached behind her and pushed the linen tablecloth and breakfast dishes across the table.  "Time to finish your breakfast." Joann effortlessly lifted herself onto the table, laid back and spread her legs.  Justin could see the arrow pointing to her clit, it stood out from the rest of her cleanly waxed mound and he reached and spread her lips.  Her pink pussy glistened with wetness and Joann placed her feet into the table and lifted her hips. Justin felt his cock harden.

"Be a good boy," she said, and finish your breakfast."

Justin sat back in his chair and leaned towards Joann and ran his tongue from her wet pussy to her clit. 

"That's it baby," she said through moans, "eat Momma dry."

Justin's tongue rolled around her clit and Joann's hips rose to meet his mouth. He inserted a finger into her pussy and explored her cunt walls, rubbing slow and hard.

"Two fingers, baby. Two fingers to fuck me."

Justin slid two fingers into her pussy, thrusting in and out.  Joanna cried out hands grabbing the table.  Justin sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue, fast and slow then nibbling on her engorgement.  He could feel her pussy tightening and starting their sucking of his fingers.  He thrust in harder and felt Joann orgasm. Her hips bucked on the table her thighs tightening around his head.  

"Don't you stop baby, don't you stop," she cried as her orgasm took her. Joann's back arched and she pushed her pussy harder into Justin's face.  Her hips bucked and thrashed, her cum soaking his hand and face. 

"That was good baby, just so fine," she said gasping for breath.

"I'm not done with you yet," Justin said and lifted Joann off the table to his lap and hard cock. Joann felt him enter her and looked over Justin's shoulder to see Jack standing in the doorway, his cock in his hand.

"Your pussy is so tight," Justin growled, panting and pushing deep into her.  "Oh shit, you're so wet."

"Take me, baby," she said, her eyes never leaving her husband's, "fuck me hard." Joann raised herself so both legs were straddling Justin.  Her eyes never leaving Jacks, she rode Justin slowly then fast, watching her husband masturbate.  She rode him, tits bouncing in his face, hips grinding into him.  When Justin was near cumming, he grabbed her hips and thrust deeper into her

" I could fuck you all day," Justin cried out.

"Cum for me," she said, but not to Justin, her husband. 

"I'm cumming Joann, shit I'm cumming again," Justin now shouted at her. 

Joann felt her orgasm take her as she felt Justin's cock spasm in her and watched her husband's cum spurt out of him.

"That's my boy," she cried, "every last drop."

Jacks body spasmed as his orgasm engulfed him, lips pursed together and his jaw clenched tightly shut so no sounds could escape him. He watched Joann orgasm, riding the boy and another wave of his orgasm hit him. He felt his legs buckle and leaned against the wall, cum still streaming out of him.

"Fast baby, yes," Joann cried, and Jack stroked his cock faster and harder. He felt the last of his cum leave his body and he stook shaking in the hallway. 

Joann felt Justin grab her tit and watched as he brought it to his mouth.

"Yes, you suckle all you want" Joann crooned to the boy, her hips still rose slowly, riding Justin.

Jack continued to watch the two, then bent to grab the towel on the floor he had discarded, wiped the cum pooled in front of him and walked to his bedroom.

Joann let the boy suckle each tit a few more minutes, cupping each in her hand, guiding his mouth back and forth.  

"I think it's time for you to get dressed and ready to go," Joann said, removing a tit from Justin's mouth.  She heard him let out a whimper as he let go of her tit.  Joann stood and started cleaning the dishes off the table and moving them to the sink.  Justin continued to watch her, and he felt his cock getting hard again.  Joann turned and looked at him, seeing his cock growing.  "Get going now," she said, "there will time tonight, I promise."  Joann walked back to Justin and kissed him lightly on the mouth, tasting her cum on his lips.  "Go, now."

Justin stood, grabbed his shorts from the floor and made his way back to his room, glancing back only once.

Once the dishes were cleaned and kitchen straightened up, Joann made her way to her bedroom.  Jack sat on the edge of their bed, a smile on his face.  Tell me, he said.

"I'm your cumslut, Jack."  

"You came twice for him."  Not a question, but statement.

"Yes."

"Very good, my beautiful cumslut.  Tonight I'll be watching, up close."

Joann let out a squeal of delight and kissed her husband.  

Justin woke up with a start. "Caylee?"

'Not Caylee, Justin," I just thought you might need something before I went to bed."

No, not Caylee, Justin thought. Joann, Jack's wife, standing beside his bed. He tried to collect his thoughts. He looked at her standing next to his bed, robe tied loosely around her. His mind drifted back to the afternoon, dinner on the deck with Jack and Joann, good conversation that picked him up from his depressed mood. He and Jack had watched Joann in the pool, finishing up the last round of drinks before heading to bed. She had worn a bikini that barely covered anything and he remembered getting hard watching her. Now she stood beside him.

"I didn't mean to wake you," Joann said. "Just wanted to make sure you were settled in for the night."

"Yes, thank you," he replied. I think I'm good."

"Are you sure you don't want some of this?" she asked, untying her robe and dropping it to the floor. The soft glow from the light shone on he body. Ample, firm breasts, flat stomach with well toned arms and legs. A strip of bush on her mound.

"It's an arrow pointing to better things," she said.

"Excuse me?" He asked.

"I know you're staring at my mound. That little strip is an arrow, pointing down to my pussy" she answered and straddled him, pinning him to the bed. "I saw the way you were looking at me tonight," she continued. Momma needs a bit of young cock."

"Jack," he started.

"Jack took a muscle relaxer before bed. Between that and the three drinks, he'll be out for hours."

She leaned over Justin, her tits hanging in his face. "Momma's tits need some sucking" and lowered one towards his mouth.

"You're old enough to be my mother," Justin said without thinking. "This is wrong."

"You've never had an older woman before, baby? Mmmmm....let's make tonight your first."

She slid her hand under his head and lowered a tit to his mouth. "Say ahhh baby and suck."

Justin took her tit into his mouth and he felt his cock grow hard. His tongue swirled around the nipple, then the bumps of her areola. He ran his teeth across the nipple, erect and fat and Joann let out a moan.

"That's it baby," she moaned, 'Momma needs her titties sucked." Joann shifted, removed the tit from his mouth and grabbed her other. She ran the nipple across his lips, outlining his lips, teasing him. He grabbed the tit with his mouth and wrapped his mouth around it and sucked. Joann's hips ground against his and he thought his cock would explode.

Joann sat up, pulling the tit from his mouth. "Let me show you where that arrow leads to." She slid up to his chest and pulled the covers off of him. "You ready, baby?" she asked and straddled his face.

Justin grabbed her firm ass and she spread her legs around his head, lowering her pussy to is mouth. Joann pulled the folds back and Justin took his first lick of her clit. Joann moaned and her hips slowly rode his mouth, hips moving back and forth. His tongue draw circles around her clit and he felt her push down harder. He grabbed her hips and moved her up, his tongue now exploring the outside hole of her pussy then sliding his tongue in. Joann's hips rocked on top of him as he slid his tongue back to her clit. He grasped her clit in his mouth and slid two fingers into her pussy.

"Oh, that's it, fuck me hard," she said. Justin's fingers slid against the sides of her cunt and she cried out. He felt her muscles tighten around his fingers and her hot cum move down his fingers and coat his hand.

"That was so good baby. Let's see what Momma has for you" She slid off of Jason and crept down to his hard cock and pulled down his shorts. His cock sprang from his shorts and slapped against his stomach. "I'm going to suck you like you're my own personal lollipop," she said and he felt her hot breath across the head of his cock. She took his cock into her hand and slowly licked down one side of his cock to his balls then up to his head on the other side. Her tongue moved down his cock slowly up again and she ran her tongue around his head and licked the precum off, stuck her tongue in his hole and Justin felt his balls tighten. She took his cock into her mouth and slid down, tongue flicking and rubbing his cock until he was deep in her mouth. He felt her take his balls and massage each, her head still bobbing up and down.

Jason felt his orgasm building, the electricity that always started in his toes moving to his spine, to his balls then cock. "I'm going to cum,' he cried and he felt her pull his cock out of her warm mouth.

"Oh, not yet baby," she said giggling. Momma wants that big cock inside of her." Justin watched in agony as Joann leaned over and opened the drawer of the night stand and grab something and straddle his cock. Her pussy was tight and wet and it was everything he could do to not to cum yet. She slowly rode him, sliding up and down, her tits bouncing with each movement.

"I want you to feel my pussy milking your hard cock, Justin," she said and rode him faster. Justin's orgasm started again, the electricity down moving through his hips to his cock. He felt Joann hips move faster and heard a vibrating noise. Joann moved her hand to her pussy and he felt her vibrator against his cock and his orgasm broke. He grabbed her hips and thrust her up and slam her down, his cock trying to get further inside of her. He felt her pussy sucking his cock, tightening and sucking, tightening and sucking. HIs body thrashed against hers as they both came together, his nerves tingling and firing off, his heart racing. He felt her cum, hot then cold envelope his cock and run down his balls. He shook from the sensation and tried to slow down his racing heart.

Joann rolled off Justin and onto the bed, then stood up. 'That was fine, baby," she said, "very fine. Momma will be back tomorrow night for some more of your good fucking." She grabbed her robe off the floor turned and walked out of his room, blowing him a kiss before she shut the door.

These stories revolve around three people. Mary, an exhibitionist, and Jason and Marti, Mary's next door neighbors in an apartment complex.  After watching Mary through her always open windows having sex with multiple partners, Jason and Marti rediscover their sexual desires for each other, and as Jason observes, they're like two horny teenagers. They've discovered their lust for exhibition and take it on the road. This is not your "old people" sex, these two could teach the 20 and 30 year-olds a thing or two.  Part three takes us to Mary's past where she discovered her own lust for exhibition.

Mary had started to nod off when she heard talking outside.  She walked to her window, which was always open, and peered over into the next porch.  She saw Martha her neighbor standing with her robe on talking to, Mary assumed, her husband.  She couldn't make the words out, but saw her drop her robe and straddle him.  

"Wow," Amber, who had also gotten up and followed Mary to the window, "old people love."  She giggled and knelt down next to Mary to get a better look.

"Maybe old," Mary replied, "but look at the body on her.  She puts me to shame."

"Not quite, my dear," countered Amber, 'but yeah, she is one hot lady."

"Her husbands not to bad either," answered Mary.  They watched the couple fucking on the porch, heard their gasps, moans, pleas, cries of pleasure and finally, they collapsed into each other laughing.

"Momma loved that, big boy," she heard Martha.  Martha was not trying to be quiet now and Mary thought it was went for her ears .

"Take me to the shower and let's get cleaned up.  I have a treat for you baby.  Just like the old times.  Gonna fill my pussy up with cream and let you eat me out," she continued.

Mary stood up and grabbed Amber away from the window.  "I'm all of the sudden hungry and horny."

She woke up late the next morning, looked to the other side of her bed and saw Amber was gone.  Good, she thought to herself.  Now I don't have to throw her out.  Mary generally did not allow her one night stands to stay over, but things had gotten a little out of hand after watching her neighbors fucking last night.  They never made it to the kitchen for ice cream, let alone filling her pussy with it and she was glad.  Too much of a mess, but, oh, Amber was good.  She had forgotten what it was like to have a woman licking her pussy.  The last, that had been Cheryl and so many moons ago.  She had just turned 18, in fact it was her 18th birthday when Cheryl dropped back into her life.

Mary lathered her body and rinsed off.  She was 18 today, big deal, right?  Almost all her friends had gone off to college, she wouldn't be going for another six months.  I guess that's my fault, she pondered, and not for the first time, I picked friends all older than me.  She stepped out of the shower, and caught herself in the full length mirror.  Mary hated mirrors and in particular this one.  She grabbed a towel and dried her hair, still looking at her body in the mirror.  She was 5'2", 80 pounds, probably 10 of that was her breasts.  Her hands brushed over her belly, tight and flat, down to her hairy mound.  She slid a finger to her clit but resisted the urge to go any further.  She turned and studied her ass, to round, to fat, she critiqued, and her legs, of course short.  She combed her long blond hair, the only thing she liked about herself, but, she added, it could stand to be a little thicker, not so damn thin and straight.  Oh well, she thought.  I can't change anything so might as well move on.  She wrapped a towel around herself, opened the door and headed into her room across the hall.  She stopped short when she saw her sitting on the bed.

"Took long enough," Cheryl chided her.

Mary looked at her, unbelieving.  She hadn't seen Cheryl in months, no calls, no nothing.  Mary walked into her room. "Well, look who decided to finally show up.  I haven't seen you in forever.  What's the special occasion," Mary retorted.

"Well it's your birthday, of course," Cheryl responded.  "Why don't you get dressed and I'll take you out."

"I don't want to go anywhere with you," Mary told her.  She sounded like a child pouting but couldn't help it.  "You just disappear and then show up months later and think everything's okay?"

"You're making it sound like I'm your girlfriend or something.'

"No, but I thought we were best friends, is all."  Now Mary sounded hurt.

"Come over here," Cheryl beckoned.

Mary did as she was told.  She was a good girl after all and when it came to Cheryl, she knew she would always be submissive to whims and desires.

"Drop the towel," Cheryl smiled at her.

Mary gingerly unwrapped the towel and let it fall to the ground.  

"I've thought about this day for a long time you know," said Cheryl.

Mary didn't know, and said nothing.

Cheryl grabbed her hand and pulled her closer.  She ran her hands around Mary's ass then up the inside of her thighs and gently parted her legs.  Mary tried to step back but Cheryl read her mind and grabbed her ass before she could.

"Have you ever been with another girl?" Cheryl asked.

"I'm not a lesbian," Mary replied, "you know that."

Cheryl smiled at her.  "I get to pop your cherry then," she said.  It wasn't a question or observation, but statement. "A very happy  birthday for you, and me," her smile widening. 

Mary knew that smile and shivered.  That smile that had gotten them in heaps of trouble, the one that had taken them on adventures only a couple of teenage girls could manage, a smile that she knew meant she was in for the ride of her life.

Cheryl slid her hands up Mary's belly to her shoulders and caressed her neck. Her touch sent shivers down her back and arms and she could feel an ache in her nipples that ran down to her pussy.  Cheryl took a tit in each hand and expertly flicked her nipples with her forefingers, then grasped each between a thumb and forefinger, rolling and pulling her thick nipples and Mary let out a cry.

"Mmmmm...did I hurt you?" Cheryl looked at her with wounded eyes. "Here, let me fix that," and she took her right nipple into her mouth. Her tongue flicked and sucked her.  Her tongue moved to her areola and traced each bump. "Your nipples are fantastic," she said through a mouthful of tit. "Fat and long."

Mary's hands reached out and grasped Cheryl head.  She arched her back pushing her tit further into Cheryl's mouth.

"Damn, that feels so good, Cher."

Cheryl continued her suckling, and Mary could feel the wetness between her legs.  Her pussy ached for her.

"Straddle me," Cheryl said.  She was all of 5"5' and maybe 110 pounds soaking wet with long auburn hair.  Mary had always wished to be more like Cheryl, in looks and manner.  Mary obeyed and slid onto her lap, legs outside of hers.  Cheryl slid both their legs further apart.

"Tell me you want me," she said.

Mary hesitated.  She was so wet, so horny and she needed to cum. 

"Tell me." Cheryl said again.  "Tell me you want me, you need me and I'll fix that ache between your legs."

Cheryl slid Mary's tit back into her mouth and Mary cried out in mingled want and frustration.  

"I want you," Mary said breathlessly.  "Please, I need you now," she begged.  She felt Cheryl's hand slide down her belly, down to her mound and Mary raised her body up.  Cheryl spread her lips, stroked Mary's clit and she felt her orgasm take her.  She cried out loudly as her hips jerked back and forth.  Oh she couldn't believe she came so quick and hard.

"I'm sorry Cher," she said. "I didn't know that was going to happen."

Cheryl laughed a low throaty laugh.  "It's okay," she said.  "I'm not done with you yet.  The fun has just begun."  Cheryl rolled Mary on to the bed, legs dangling over the side and slid herself to the floor kneeling between Mary's legs. 

"Tell me you want me," Cheryl said.  

"Don't make me beg for you, please," Mary said. 

"Say it then.  Tell me you want me," Cheryl said again.

"I want me you, please.  I need you."  Mary could feel her tears of frustration and want starting.

"As you wish them, my little virgin." Cheryl raised Mary's legs to the bed, feet flat on the bed and pushed her legs down exposing her wet pussy.  With two fingers she spread her lips and Mary felt Cheryl's tongue slide across her clit.  She let out a loud moan and raised her hips to meet Cheryl's expert tongue."

"Mmmmm.  Somebody likes their clit licked," Cheryl said. 

"Don't stop," Mary begged and thrust her hips up again.

"Not until you cum for me two more times sweet virgin."  

Mary felt Cheryl's mouth grab her clit and suck it, her tongue flicking it hard in her mouth.  Her hips jerked in time to her flicking and Mary could feel her orgasm building again.  "I'm going to cum again Cher," she cried. " Oh sweet mother," I'm going to cum again."  Mary felt her orgasm racing from her tits to her clit and this time grabbed Cheryl's head and pushed it down hard.  Her hips bucked under Cheryl's mouth, and she felt the nerves in her body firing and tingling. 

"Oh damn, damnit it Cher," she cried out her hips still bucking. 

Cheryl released Mary's engorged clit from her mouth and gently stroked it.  "Ready for round two, or I guess it's number three?"

"I can't," Mary gasped.

"You can," Cheryl replied, "and will." Just out of curiosity, are you still a virgin" Cheryl asked.  "No dick or fingers in this little snatch?"

"Yes," Mary responded.  I'm still a virgin."

"I've hit the trifecta today."

"Don't hurt me," please Mary said, and she heard the plea in her voice.

"Never," Cheryl said and Mary could hear the glee in her voice.  "Never," she said again.

Mary felt Cheryl's tongue flick her clit and she groaned as Cheryl's tongue moved to her pussy.  Cheryl grabbed Mary's hips and held on to her, licking around her hole then enter her.  Her tongue explored Mary's pussy, flicking and licking the walls of her cunt.  Cheryl released her hips and she moved back to her clit and took it once more into her mouth and Mary felt a finger enter her pussy.  It rubbed in rhythm with her tongue licking and Mary raised her hips off the bed trying to get her finger deeper in her.

"Your pussy is nice and tight," she said.  How about two fingers?" and Mary felt another finger join the first. Her fingers rubbed the walls of her cunt and she raised her hips again to meet her exploring fingers.

"Three fingers?" Cheryl asked and Mary felt her pull her fingers out, then three fingers entered her cunt.

"Oh that's it, Cher," she gasped. "That's it. My pussy's so full.  Fuck me, fuck me hard and fast."

"Your pussy is so tight but I bet I could get one more finger inside of you."

"Yes, fill me, four, please, four.  Whatever you want Cher."

"I'm going to fuck you until I hear you scream and beg me to stop," Cheryl said.

Mary felt Cheryl's tongue slide around her clit, drawing figure 8s, her four fingers enter her and thrust in and out of her pussy.  She cried out with each thrust of Cheryl's fingers in her pussy, grinding her hips to meet her fingers.

"My pussy is so full and oh your fingers, your fingers feel so good,  Cher. Just fuck me harder and fuck me fast. Anything you want, make me cum again, please."

Cheryl stook up, bent over Mary and placed her left hand on her abdomen.  "Fuck my fingers," Mary.  "Tell me how hard and fast you want it."

Her orgasm building in her again, she pushed her pussy against Cheryl's fingers.  "Oh..

fuck...me," and Mary's hips rose high to meet Cheryl's fingers. "Oh damn Cher, oh Cher, fuck me hard, hard, harder, fuck me deeper and harder," the words came out sounding like a gurgle.  

Cheryl's fingers pumped harder into Mary's pussy, rubbing the walls of her cunt.  She could feel Mary's pussy tightening against her fingers and moved her other hand back to her soaked clt.  Taking her thumb she  ground it against Mary's clit and watched as her hips rose higher to meet her.  She watched as she cried out loudly and her back arched as her orgasm took her again. Cheryl watched as Mary cried tears of pleasure, of relief, of pent up sexual frustration.  She smiled as Mary continued to thrash under her hands, begging to be fucked harder, deeper and faster.  Mary was her little slut now.  Mary would be a perfect addition to the club.

"Get washed up," Cheryl told her, "you're a cummy mess."

Mary lay on her bed exhausted and satisfied.  She had masturbated plenty of times, but nothing had felt as good as Cheryl's tongue licking her and she felt a stirring in her pussy.  "One more time Cher," she said.  "Make me cum one more time."

"I think I've turned you into a cum slut," she laughed.  "We've got things to do.  Go shower," and the laughter went out of her voice.

Mary stood obediently and paused in front of Cheryl.  "Fine, she started, "no more of this for you," and she strode off to take her shower.  

"I'll have that anytime I want it," she said and Mary knew she was right.

Mary, having taken her second shower of the morning strode back into her bedroom nude.  There was no point in covering herself up, Cheryl had seen every part of her body and the thought made her greedy for Cheryl's tongue.

"I have something for you," she said and pulled a bag hiding on the side of the bed.  "I didn't have time to wrap it, so sorry."

Mary reached into the bag and pulled out a white T-shirt and held it up to her front.  "Cher, this is to small, my tits will show out the bottom."

"That's the idea, Cheryl said.  "There's something else in there for you.  I'm going to wash up, be dressed by the time I get back.  Time is a wasting."

Mary reached back into the bag as Cheryl moved past her and pulled out a pair of shorts, something so tiny it would barely cover her ass.  Mary slipped on the shirt and looked in the floor mirror.  Yup, she thought, the bottom of her tits were visible. Mary walked to her dresser and pulled out a pair of panties. She was slipping them on when Cheryl walked into the room.

"No panties, just the shorts."

Mary ever willing to please Cheryl, dropped the panties to the ground and slipped on the shorts.  She turned again to look at herself the mirror.  

"My ass cheeks are hanging out and the bottom of my tits show. I can't go out like this, Cher, I look like a hooker."

"Actually, you look like a 14 year old who raided her big sister's closet. It's perfect."

"Perfect for what," Mary retorted.

Not answering, Cheryl grabbed Mary's white canvas sneakers and moved her across the room and out the door.  

In the car Cheryl cruised to the entrance of the Parkway.  

"Where are we going?" Mary asked.  

"It's my birthday present to you, stop asking questions."

Mary tried to engage Cheryl in conversation but she ignored her and instead sang along to the music on the radio.  Mary gave up and replayed the events of the morning in her mind.  She was lost in thought until she heard Cheryl shout to her.

"Are you there, Mary?  Earth to Mary.  Can you hear me?"

Mary pulled herself out of her thoughts.  'Hmmm..?" she answered.

"I said, show him your tits."

Mary looked around the car.  "Who?" she asked.

"The trucker next to us," she said sounding irritated.  "Lift your shirt and show him your tits."

Mary looked to the right and saw they were driving side by side with a 18-wheeler.  The driver  glanced at Mary every few seconds.

"Go on," Cheryl urged her, "show him the girls."

"Cher, I don't know," Mary started.

"Come on, it'll be fun," she said and laughed.  "Give the guy a look."

Mary looked ahead and lifted her shirt for the trucker.  She heard a blast of his horn and she looked to see him giving her the thumbs up.  She turned herself to face the trucker, cupped each tit and let her forefinger and thumb play with each nipple.  She released one tit, put her thumb in her mouth then returned it to the hard nipple.  She swirled both thumbs over her nipples and smiled and blew a kiss to him.  Mary straddled the seat, got to her knees and pulled her shirt off continuing to play with her nipples. They were hard and she felt a burning in her pussy.  

"Drop the shorts," Cheryl said, egging her on.

Without any hesitation, Mary did what Cheryl asked. She reached down, unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts and slid them to her knees. 

"Slide closer to me," Cheryl said.  Mary slid backwards to Cheryl.  She raised her self back up so the trucker had a full view of her naked body. May ran her hand down to her hairy mound and slipped a finger to her clit and flicked it.  She threw her head back in mock ecstasy while her other hand played with her tit.  She could feel the heat growing in her pussy and then felt two fingers slide inside of her, thrusting in and out, rubbing the insides of her cunt.  The trucker now gave a long blow of his horn and Mary's orgasm started rolling through her body.  She felt bolts of electricity ride through her from her tits to her pussy and she thrust her hips down hard on Cheryl's hand.  "Fuck me baby, fuck me hard," she gasped and her body bucked as her orgasm ripped through her.  She felt her pussy contracting around Cheryl's fingers, her nerves firing off through her body.  She pulled her hard nipples and cried out grinding her hips against Cheryl's hand.  Cheryl rubbed and thrust and Mary thought she would lose her mind. Her orgasm continued to ride through her convulsing body.  

"Stop, please" Mary begged.

'"Not til my slut is cummed out."

Mary thrust her hips faster, she ground her hips harder and her orgasm finally broke.  "No more" she gasped. "I'm wiped out."

Cheryl's fingers continued their exploring of her pussy.  "Are you cummed out?"

"Yes, no more, please, no more." She felt Cheryl's fingers slide out of her.

"Blow the nice man a kiss."

Mary had forgotten about the trucker.  She looked up and saw the man watching her with a grin on his face from ear to ear.  She gave one more rub of her tits and blew him a kiss.  She felt Cheryl speed up and pass the truck.

"There's cloths in the glove compartment. Clean yourself up."

Mary did as she was told, wiping her hands, legs and pussy clean then dressed.

"What is wrong with me?" she asked.  "What have you turned me into, Cher?"

"You're my cum slut now," Cheryl replied and laughed.  

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"Sun's almost up baby, you ready to go?"

Jason, car keys in hand, turned to look at his wife.  

"You're not dressed," he replied.

"I do have shoes on," she said pointing down to her feet.  

Jason, his full attention now on his wife, the beautiful creature with a smokin' hot body of a twenty-something year old, at 66.  Her tits still firm and round, nipples always erect.  Waist still tiny and a belly flat except for a small pouche.  Her long hair, still blonde, natural blonde, cascaded down her back.  Beautifully toned legs with feet tucked into her red high heels, and a hairless mound.  He felt his cock stir in his pants.

"You shaved your mound?" he asked.  

"My pussy also," Marti replied.  "But not shaved.  I went to have my nails done yesterday and decided while I was there, 'oh hell,' let's just get the legs and pussy waxed also.  I've heard that men like to fuck a hairless pussy.  Although, I have to admit I was a little turned on laying naked on the table.  Until she pulled the wax off.  That smarted.  Want a feel?". 

"Is it a prerequisite to be naked for a wax down there?" he asked.

"Of course not silly," Marti replied and gave him an exasperated look.  "But I had on my full body shirt and had to take it off for the waxing.  I kinda planned it that way, if you catch my drift."

"I don't, explain please."

"Well, I was wondering if I'd get turned on by having another woman that close to me, you know, while I was naked.  And I put on the body suit just in the event that I could muster up the nerve to get the waxing. You know, so I'd have to strip?"

"I don't understand," Jason said.

"A body shirt is one piece, I had to remove it so she could get to my pussy."

"And? he asked.

"Definite turn on, baby," she answered. 

"Have you ever thought about being with another woman?" Jason asked.

Marti gave him a quizzical look.  "If I said yes would that bother you?"

"No, absolutely not.  I think it would be a major turn on to see you with another woman, honestly," he said.

"Are you saying that you want a threesome?"

"No, I'm saying I think it would be hot to see you with another woman."

"Really? Just all of the sudden?"

"It's every man's fantasy is what I'm saying."

"Well then, maybe you'll get that fantasy some day, baby"

 He crossed the kitchen and took her into his arms, sliding his hand to her pussy.

"Sexy," he said and let out a whistle.  

A shit eating grin crossed her face.  "Daddy like?'" she asked.

"Daddy loves," and pulled her hips to his.  His cock was hard and aching for her pussy. 

"Whoa, slow down there cowboy," she said sliding out from his arms.  "Momma's got plans for you too."  Her grin grew bigger and she licked her pink stained lips. 

"My cock feels like it's going it's going to explode."

"Patience, baby.  It'll be well worth the wait, I promise."  Marti grabbed her trench coat, buttoned and tied it tight around her body.  He could still her curves, the swell of her tits and his cock grew just a little bit harder.

"Come on baby, time for some fun," Marti said 

They walked hand-in-hand to the car, Marti's high heels clicking loudly in the quiet parking lot of their apartment complex. In the car, Marti fidged nervously with her coat.

"You okay, there?" he asked.

"Yes, always get a little nervous, but I'll be okay," she replied.  Not like I haven't done this before, right?"  She turned and smiled at Jason.  

Jason nodded in agreement, turned the car to the ramp entrance of the turnpike and cruised.  

"I don't see any, do you?" she asked.

"Still early, patience," he replied.  The drove for 10 minutes, Marti fidgeting the entire time until they saw a truck in the distance.  

"Up ahead," Marti said breathlessly and untied her coat.  Her fingers fumbled with the buttons and she gave an 'oh shoot' under her breath.

"You know you don't have to do this if you don't want to," Jason said watching her.

"I want baby, I want, just nervous."  Marti finished unbuttoning the rest of her coat, took a deep breath and forced herself to relax. "Can you catch up?" she asked.

"Doing my best without overly speeding," he replied.  Jason watched as the back lights of the truck drifted closer.  As he drew near Marti unbuckled her seat belt, opened her coat, took it off, folded it and laid it on the console between them.  She grabbed a nipple in each hand and pulled and twisted.  

"Getting to be a pro at this," he said with a little laugh.  Marti turned and gave him a smile.  

"It doesn't bother you?" she asked.

"What, showing off my beautiful wife?  Hell no."

Jason caught up to the truck and slowed to his pace until the cab of the truck was along side of Marti.  They drove side by side for a few moments, Marti waiting to catch the drivers attention.  A blow of his horn signaled he saw her.  She lifted a tit to her mouth, her tongue flicking to the nipple then slowly swirling it around,  down to the aereola and back to the nipple.  The trucker gave another blow of his air horn, this one longer.  Marti reached into the glove compartment took out her favorite double ended dildo and slid her body to face the trucker.  Laying back on the console, she planted her two red-shoed feet on the window and spread her legs.  The vibrator buzzed and she could feel her wetness running down the crack of her ass.  She drew the vibrator across each nipple, down her belly, over her hairless mound, then with her other hand spread her equally hairless lips.  She watched the truckers eyes light up and a smile crossed his face.  He gave another blow of his horn. 

Marti felt Jason's hand caress the side of her face and she looked up at him.  

"You want me to stop?"  she asked.

"You've never spread your legs for a trucker before, but no way baby, you show him what you got.  It's turning me on like crazy."

She smiled at her husband and touched the vibrator to her clit, her hips rose in response and she let out a cry.  She guided the vibrator to her waiting pussy and slid it into her aching cunt.  The other end of the dildo gently buzzed against her clit, her hips rose again to meet the vibrator and she ground her hips against it.  She slid the vibrator slowly in and out of herself and she heard again the honking of the truckers horn egging her on.  She felt Jason's finger along her lips and she opened her mouth for him.  He slid a finger in which she eagerly took and sucked. 

"That's my baby," he said, and sighed.  "My cock is ready to explode."

"Not yet handsome, not yet."

She quickened her pace, moving the dildo faster now and she felt a tingle start in her nipples and snake down to her cunt.  Oh, she knew when she came it was going to be hard and she let her body take over. With eyes on Jason, she felt the orgasm hit her.  She pumped her hips against the dildo, pushing it further up her cunt and grinding her now swollen clit against the other head of the dildo.  

"Oh baby, it feels so good.  I'm so turned on right now," she gasped.  

"Fuck that dildo hard, baby," Jason conjoled her.  "Let me see you fuck it like it's my cock pounding you.  Make yourself a crummy mess for that trucker."

Marti grabbed a nipple and pulled agonizingly hard and cried out in plesure and pain.  She felt her pussy contracting and pulling on the dildo, releasing and pulling again.  Her body buckled under her orgasm and still she fucked herself until every nerve in her body screamed.  She pulled the dildo from her pussy, breathless, watching Jason.  The trucker blew his horn for a final time and Jason sped up to pass the trucker.  

"Wow," Jason said.  "I have no other words."  

Marti looked at him, breathless and pleased with herself.  "What do you say I give you a nice blow job? Let the next trucker see my ass waving at him while I go down on you?"

She didn't wait for an answer but turned herself on to her belly, reach and unzip his pants. "You're so hard baby. Did you enjoy me masturbating and being watched?"

Jason didn't answer but glanced in the rear view mirror. "Another truck is coming up on the right side." Marti squealed in excitement.

"Let's show them what a bunch of old folks can do.  Let's drop these down a bit," she said and tugged at his pants. Jason felt her hot greedy mouth take his cock into it and he nearly exploded. I can't  believe we're doing this, he thought to himself.  A few weeks ago he couldn't maintain a hard on and now the two of them were acting like a pair of horny teenagers. He watched the trucker slide pass him then immediately slow down.  When the trucks cab was beside them, he heard a blow of the horn.  He flicked cruise control on and looked over with a grin. The trucker gave him a thumbs up and another blow of the horn.

Jason stroked Marti's hair as she ran her tongue up and down his cock in slow exaggerated movements.  Marti rested her head against Jason's belly giving then trucker a full view of her tongue sliding up and down his cock.  She slowly licked the head of his cock and then took his cock in her mouth again and slid down the length of his cock. She raised her head, her tongue licking each side as she went up and slid  back down to the base of his cock.  She looked like she was licking an ice cream cone and Jason knew he could never look at Marti eat a cone without getting a hard on.  

Marti pulled his cock from her mouth and flicked the head with her tongue, licking the precum then sliding her tongue into the cum hole.  He groaned, her hot breath sending shivers down his cock. Her head continued bobbing up and down, her tongue slurping, her hand gripping and squeezing, slow and methodically, up and down.  He felt that now familiar tingling in his balls and groaned in anticipation. 

"I'm going to cum baby, I can't hold off.". He heard a faint buzzing sound, then a vibration under his balls and the sensation sent him over the edge.  "Oh shit, baby, shit!  I'm going to lose it!" 

He felt heat rushing from his toes to his groin, join the tingling from his balls and move together to his cock.  His hips jerked up in spasms as he came in Marti's mouth, squirting his hot cum down her throat. 

"Uhhhh. Damn it baby.  Suck me harder!"  His hands gripped the steering wheel, his hips convulsed as Marti sucked deeply on his cock, cleaning him of his cum, slurping the last bit.  Breathless, he pulled his attention back to the road.  The trucker gave a blow of his horn and Marti slid on to her back for the second time. She wiped the cum from her lips and smeared it on her nipples, and blew a kiss to the trucker .She grabbed a tit, pulled it to her mouth and flicked her nipple with her tongue, took the tit into her mouth and suckled.  Marti, her eyes still fixed on the trucker, spread her legs and planted her still red-shoed feet against the window.  Better to see me she thought and let out a low giggle.  Her red polished finger nails parted her pussy lips and her finger rubbed her still engorged clit.  Sliding her hand down further to her aching pussy, two fingers slid in and her hips rose up and down in time to her thrusting. Her thumb found her clit and she let out a low moan.  

"Show him how you fuck yourself, baby," she heard Jason say, and she pressed her thumb harder against her clit, fingers continuing their fucking of her pussy.  It never took her long to cum, especially this aroused and she felt her orgasm starting.  The nerves in her body started their fire and traveled to her clit and pussy.  Her hips bucked as her orgasm took her and she cried out loudly this time.  

"It's only you fucking me, baby, only you," she cried out through her orgasm. "It's only you I cum for." Her fingers continued to move in and out of her cunt and she felt the muscles contract and wrap around her fingers.  She raised her hips and pumped them trying to bury her fingers deeper inside of herself.  She felt her cum,.hot then cold, bathe her fingers and she slid them to her clit.  Pressing and rubbing fast, her orgasm continued to work through her, hips bucking up and down, her back arching.  

"Spread your legs wider baby, let him see your cum sliding out of your pussy," Jason urged her on.  Marti's orgasm raged on in her body, she slid her cum covered hand to her nipple and squeezed and pulled.   Her hips bucked one final time and then she lay breathless on the console. The trucker gave another blow of his horn and Jason sped up.  

"That was fantastic, baby."  Jason smiled down at her, stroking her hair. 

Marti looked at her husband, "take me home and fuck me, Daddy.  Fuck me until I beg for mercy."

He sat on his porch smoking his cigar.  No cigars in the apartment, but he didn't mind coming out here for a smoke.  He sat in the corner off to one side in the shadows.  Martha, his wife, was fast asleep in the bedroom.  Jason didn't sleep very well these days and 2:00 a.m. was always the witching hour for him.  He was up for the day and knew it, might as well enjoy the peace and quiet.  He saw the light of the bedroom apartment next to his come on, light streaming out to the porch and watched his neighbor, naked, pad to the kitchen.  I imagine, he thought to himself, she must be looking for food or water after tonight's escapade.  She opened the refrigerator and pulled out two bottles of water, and walk back to her bedroom.  The light went out and Jason was alone with his thoughts.  Score one for Jason, he mused.

Mary, who had introduced herself to him and Martha while out on the porch one evening, had moved in a few months prior.  She was young, early 40's, he would place her, with a, what had they called it in his younger days?  Oh yes, a smokin' hot body.  No shades or curtains were ever put up in her place and she walked around in skimpy, sometimes clingy clothes, or none at all.  From his porch, hell, from any porch in the complex, you could see into your neighbors bedroom and living room, and he certainly loved the view he had.  His upstairs neighbor had the same view and he wondered if they were enjoying the sights as much as him.  A sliding glass door led out to the porch which afforded the best view into her apartment and many a night he sat watching her with her various partners.  Was he a pervert for looking in through her windows?  No, he didn't think so.  Was she an exhibitionist?  Oh yes indeed he thought.  Jason saw her many times leaving and returning from work, her outfits were generally a form fitting skirt, knee length, and blouse or sweater that hugged her braless breasts.  Nipples always hard and the girls swung and bounced as she walked in her high heels.  Her street clothes consisted of tight jeans or shorts and equally tight t-shirts.  But the view he favored was when she was home and  padding around her apartment, naked, of course.

He knew she was single because she brought home a different man every Friday or Saturday night for a good time.  And a good time was what she gave the fellas.  They'd do the deed in her bedroom, all the lights on, but his favorite was when she would take it from behind, in front of the glass doors.  Bent over grabbing a chair for purchase, her titties bouncing wildly as the fella pounded his cock into her.  They were lovely tits he had to admit.  A bit of a sag, but still nicely rounded and firm.  Nipples long and fat that could choke you if you happened to suck on one. He had watched on more then one occasion her men friends suck away and he imagined it what her nipples wound feel like in his mouth.  It seemed to him she favored the glass door for her sexcapes and by chance, it was his also.  He would sit in his chair, not more than 10 feet from them and watch, the shadows of his balcony ever hiding his presence.  On these occasions she would face the door hands splayed across the glass, legs spread as her fella rode her.  He loved to watch her face (when he wasn't watching those bodacious titties), look into her open eyes and wonder if she was seeing him.  One night as he watched he he caught her looking back at him.  Startled, and thinking he had been caught, he quickly stood and moved to the other side of the porch, into where her light could not reach him.  He saw her look to where he had moved to and realized she wanted to be seen, and so he saw her.  He continued to stay in the shadows of this balcony and he watched the men parade in and out of her apartment, always there for the fuck but never over night.  He watched as she gave blows jobs, always looking his way, meeting his eyes.  He watched when she was eaten out.  He watched her with two men, both taking their turns with her then taking both at the same time and always looking into his eyes he knew she couldn't see, but could.

Tonight he watched her with another woman, this time out on her porch, both laughing and giggling like school girls waiting to get caught. He heard Mary say she'd never been with another woman before.  He watched her companion slowly unbutton and remove Mary's blouse, take a tit into her mouth and suckle it. He watched the companion unzip Mary's denim skirt and let it fall to the ground.  He watched the companion slide Mary's little g-string off and through it over the porch railing.  Completely nude, he watched as she played with Mary's pretty little snatch and thought about how it would feel to have his cock in her tight pussy.  He watched as her companion pulled her forward and bury her face into her snatch, Mary's hips swaying with soft and low gasps and groans escaping her.  He watched as Mary grabbed her companions head and cry out, her body bucking, titties bouncing as she orgasmed.  That time he almost came in his pants.

When the girls were finished they moved into Mary's apartment and the lights turned off for the night.  Jason sat thinking and replaying the little show.  He knew it was for his benefit, he knew Mary had seen him in the shadows watching.  He felt his cock start to harden and wished it to keep up, but it only softened again.  Jason heard the soft swish of the glass door opening and he looked to see Martha coming out.  She wore her old bathrobe, the one she promised to get rid of but never did.  It was so comfy and soft she said when he offered to buy a replacement.  She walked cross to where he was sitting.  

"Nice show tonight?" she asked.

"What?" he asked.

"I know she likes to do it in front of the window, out here," Martha said and nodding to her porch.  "Do you think I'm blind?"

"Do what?"  Jason asked.

Martha laughed.  "Do the deed?  Isn't that what you used to call it?

Jason smiled.  Yes, he did refer to their lovemaking as doing the deed, but that deed was pretty much done now adays.  Before the meds that ruined his sex life and desire for his wife.  Martha had gone through the "change" years before he started the meds and he was sure her sexual desires would all but die.  Instead, she was randy and wanting as a teenager just discovering sex for the first time.  Her appetite for sex was unrelenting.  They had made love sometimes two three times a day, it seemed her desire could never be satisfied.  And who was he to say no to her?  He felt like a kid all over again.  They could make love wherever and whenever they chose.  No kids to interrupt.  They had made love on the couch, in the shower and even in the back seat of the car when they found a dirt road to nowhere.  He had grabbed her one night as she cooked dinner and they did the deed on the kitchen floor.  The dinner burned that night and they both woke up with aching backs.  He laughed at that memory.  But that was all before the meds.  The damn meds.  He had difficulty getting hard and when he could, maintaining a hard on was nearly impossible.  Slowly he lost his desire for sex.  When Martha wanted it, he'd put her off as not feeling well, not now, I've got a headache.  But she knew it was the meds also and in time stopped any sexual advances and accepted it for what it was.  The last few months however, his neighbor had stirred something in him, an aching, a longing.  He wanted her, his cock in her, sucking her long nipples.  He now looked guiltily at Martha standing in front of him. 

"Are you out here diddling yourself while you watch her?" she asked.

"Diddling myself?"  Jason let out a loud laugh.

"Okay, jerking off then, beating the meat?" Martha smiled.

"I don't diddle myself or jerk off," he replied back.  "The meds, remember?"

 "I miss you.  I miss your touch.  I miss your cock in me."  She opened her robe and dropped it to the ground.  Underneath she wore only a garter belt and black stockings with high heel shoes.  "I want you now.  Please don't make me beg."

Jason stared at his wife.  Garter belt and black stockings, it was always how she dressed for him way back when.  And the high heels.  He hadn't noticed them when she walked out.  How many times did they make love and he asked her to keep on the stockings and shoes.  So many.  And she was as beautiful as she was 45 years ago when they first met.  She had a little pouch of a stomach, but after three kids, she still had a body most 20 and 30  year old's would be envious of.  Her breasts were still round and perky, no sagging in that department and her nipples stood hard and firm.  He could see the bumps on her areolas and he felt his cock stir in his shorts.  She straddled the chair he sat on and whispered, "take me now.  I need you."

"Not here," he said.  "The neighbors and I can't. The meds have got me all fucked up, you know that."

"I don't care about the neighbors," she said, "and the meds, I think your body has gotten use to them."  She lifted a tit to his mouth, moved her other hand around to the back of his head and she held on while he suckled deep and long.  She let out a  long sigh.  "That's it baby.  Momma's titties need a good sucking."  He rolled his tongue around her nipple, exploring it, sucking it.  He felt the little bumps of her aerola with tongue, and oh how he missed these titties.  

"Mmmmm....that's it, now bite it."  And he did.  She let out a loud moan and ground her hips against his cock, back and forth, hard and slow and he could feel his cock getting hard.  

"Slip the shorts off and fuck me right here," she whispered, and so he did.  

She straddled him again and he reached down between her spread legs to her clit.  How long has it been since he touched her?  At one time his touch would have her cumming in seconds. He moved his thumb to rub her engorged nub and a squeal escaped her lips.   His fingers moved to her pussy, he could feel the heat and he slid two fingers into her.  Oh she was so hot, so wet, and her pussy was as tight as he remembered. Her hips ground down and she rocked her hips back and forth.  He slid the wet fingers back to her clit and slowly rubbed it.  He felt her shutter and increased the pressure.  She moaned and moved slowly back and forth against his playing finger, whimpering low.

"Yes, that's it baby.  Make me cum.  I need to cum hard," she murmured and her hips continued to rock back and forth.  "I'm going to cum hard for you.  Oh it's been so long since you touched me, but don't stop."  He felt her breathing increase, her hips press harder against his hand.  He moved his fingers faster against her clit, and her body moved in time to his touch.  He felt her body shutter as an orgasm drove through her body.  She leaned forward and held on to him while her body writhed under his touch.

"I have to fuck you right now," he said.  "My cock is so hard, I can't take it anymore." 

"Take me and fuck me hard," Martha whispered.  "Cum in me, baby,  Use me and fuck me until I beg you to stop."

Martha lifted her herself up, grabbed his cock and slowly slid it into her pussy.  Her pussy was tight as it ever had been and as she moved her hips up and down he could feel her pussy sucking his cock, willing the cum out of him.  Her titties swayed swayed front of his face and he suckled again, first left one then right.  He swirled his tongue over each bump in her acerola's, bit each nipple and suckled until she cried out.  She lifted her hips high so only the tip of his cock was still in her pussy then slowly and maddeningly lowered herself back down, taking in his entire cock.  She did it again and he thought he would lose his mind.  He had to have her pussy wrapped around his cock.  She did one more time and he grabbed her hips and slammed her body to meet his.  He wanted to go further into her lovely cunt and pushed her hips down harder and she took every inch of this cock.  He fucked her hard, pulling and pushing her hips up and down, fast and brutal.  He felt her reach around and grab one of his balls and thought he would orgasm right there.  He held back, willing his cock not to cum until she did.  He felt Martha's body tense and her pussy's grip tighten and release, tighten and release his hard cock.  She shuddered and cried out pulling him to her.  He felt her cum on his cock, hot then cold, her pussy still trying to milk the cum from him.  His breathing quickened, his balls tightened and moved up into his body,  He felt that tingling start in his spine and toes and move to is cock.  Every nerve in his body was on fire; he threw his head back as his orgasm, the first in so long, took him.  The release was intense and his hips bucked Martha as he squirt his cum into her pussy and they both cried out.  Her begging him to keep fucking her hard and fast intensified his orgasm and he thought he'd lose control.  He groaned loudly with an immense pleasure he hadn't felt in years.  Their bodies spasmed and bucked together for what felt like hours, sweat dripping off each other. Their orgasms finally released them, they both sat breathless and laughing.  

"Momma loved that, big boy," she whispered.  Take me to the shower and let's get cleaned up.  I have a treat for you baby.  Just like the old times.  Gonna fill my pussy up with cream and let you eat me out."

Next door, Mary and her companion moved away from the window and back to the bed. 

"Quite the show," her companion started, "they put on.  Do you it was for us?"

Mary looked at her, "I don't think so, but I am awful hungry... and horny now.  Ice cream is in the freezer, how about getting a dish, or two?"  She smiled at her companion, she pulled her out of bed to the kitchen.  Oh, she thought, and here I thought the fun was over for the night. Looks like it's just beginning.