Boys for the wife

CHAPTER FIVE

Jessie yanked her skirt up, adjusted her seatbelt and whipped out of the driveway. It was a sunny day, one of her free days, and she planned on doing her weekly grocery shopping. While she was at the shopping mall she planned to buy some new clothes. She had a fetish for shoes, the sexier the better. The money she earned working made it possible to indulge herself and John made good money too. Yes, today she would also pick up some new under wear. Something black and sheer to keep in her desk and wear after-hours with David.

When she stopped at a red light, she saw Red on his bicycle. She waved, he waved back and she sped off. Red sometimes worked at the supermarket as a bag-boy. Maybe her shopping would have to wait. Going to bed with the boy would be more fun.

He was growing up. In the past six months his body had changed. Barely perceptibly, but changed nevertheless. He was getting taller and huskier.

Today his biceps rippled. He was wearing a tight tee-shirt and even tighter jeans. His red hair was hanging long on his neck. He smiled adorably when he waved. He was a better lover now than six months ago. Yes, Red was okay, a real find.

In a way she felt guilty about corrupting a teenager. But he never needed much persuasion. Today she would wait until he was through working. She tried not to interfere with his schoolwork or his after school jobs.

She felt a tingle in her pussy. There was nothing like looking forward to a good fuck. The day looked brighter and the sun felt warmer. I'm gonna get laid, she thought with a giggle.

She turned into the mall and parked. She checked out her hair and makeup in the mirror, added a touch of lip-gloss and discreetly dabbed some perfume between her thighs.

She saw Red's bike parked in the employees' area. Her high heels tapped the pavement, in rhythm with the beating of her heart.

As usual she had forgotten her shopping list. It didn't matter. She wasn't much interested in cooking. She kept lots of fast foods in the house and John seemed happy enough with cold-cuts.

She started throwing things into her cart. She picked up some light beer for Red and deliberately pushed her basket near the back of the store where the bag-boys gathered before they went to work.

She brushed up against him. "Want to come over here you're through?" she said.

"Sure, but it won't be until three."

"I'll be waiting. We haven't been together for weeks."

He flushed. "I know. I missed you."

"I missed you, too." Her hand was still on his arm. "I do believe this muscle is actually getting bigger."

He grinned. "That's because of all the exercise I get when we fuck."

"Hmmmm, I think you're right. See you later, darling. Don't be late."

She finished her shopping and went home. The rest of the day passed slowly. If Red arrived at three they would have two solid hours in bed. That was enough time for some good hard fucking. Much more fun than clothes shopping.

She tried looking as young as possible when Red was around. Now she brushed her long mane of hair into a ponytail and tied it with a pink ribbon. She put on her tightest tee-shirt and jeans, but underneath the jeans she wore her usual garter-belt and stockings. Red always got a hard-on when he saw her in her garter-belt and stockings.

When her groceries were put away and after she'd downed two martinis, Red rang the doorbell.

"Hi, darling," she said, kissing him lightly on the lips. "You're early."

"Yeah," he grinned.

She pressed up against him and shoved her knees between his legs.

"What do we have here?" she smiled. "I think there's a hard cock in here somewhere."

"Can I have a beer?"

"Sure, help yourself."

She stepped back and let him go for his beer. She retrieved her martini and sipped it reflectively.

"Let's take our drinks up to bed." Linking her arm through his, she guided him out of the kitchen.

"Are you gonna suck my cock?"

"If you want me to."

"Yeah, I was thinking about it all day."

"And I'll bet you bragged to your friends that you have this older woman who just loves sucking your prick."

He opened his mouth, grinned and shrugged. "I really dig you, Jessie."

She grabbed his crotch and squeezed. "I dig you too, baby. But what I really dig is this big thing in here."

She swiped her hand between his legs. "You men can get away with anything if you know how to use this thing."

In the bedroom, they kissed. The kid sure knew how to french! His hands moved awkwardly over her body. Somehow he always seemed to be all arms and legs and elbows. No finesse but all balls.

"Just the way I like it," she whispered, holding his face and kissing him.

"What's the way you like it?"

"Never mind. Take your jeans off and let me see that gorgeous cock."

It took him moments to remove his jeans and shorts. She made a grab for him.

"I forgot to eat lunch today," she said. "SO I'll just have to make a meal out of this."

"You really love blowing, don't you?"

"You know I do, baby. No, don't sit up. Stay here and let me just lick here. Mmmmm. And here. Yummy. And down here too."

"Jesus, you've got some tongue."

"What a tasty cock. I'll bet you didn't shower this morning."

"How can you tell?"

"Because you taste just a wee bit gamy."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I like a slightly gamy taste. Mmmmmm, there, it's almost gone. I'm getting it all cleaned up. Now all I can taste is this." She poked her tongue into his pisser. "And this." She dragged it into his asscrack. "Oh, man, you sure can suck."

"I do well what I enjoy."

"You sure must love cock-sucking."

"Sweetie, you know I do." Suddenly she stopped sucking. "What's wrong?" he said. "I have an idea. Do you like orange marmalade?"

He wrinkled his nose. "No."

"Well, I do, and I've got a taste for it now."

"Huh?"

"Darling, go downstairs and on the fridge door you'll find a jar of imported marmalade. Bring it back to me while I undress. I'm going to fill two needs at once. Go on now." He looked confused, but obeyed. She tore her clothes off. When she was down to her garterbelt and stockings, he returned and handed her the marmalade jar.

"I don't know," he said, shaking his head. "Don't worry about it. Just lie down and spread your legs."

"What are you gonna do with that?"

He eyed the marmalade suspiciously. To distract him she brought her mouth down to his cock and licked it lightly. Reaching for the jar, she began smearing marmalade over his cock and balls.

Red raised his head from the pillow.

"Jesus, I don't believe this."

She gazed at his jam-covered cock and giggled.

"Next time I'll use chocolate syrup. Would you like to eat chocolate sauce from my pussy some time?"

He groaned. "Sure."

"And whipped cream?"

She stiffened her tongue and began licking up the marmalade.

"This is out of sight."

"Mmmmmm, tastes great."

She stroked his thighs as she licked. She nibbled the tip of his cockhead and lapped her tongue down to the base of his prickshaft. The marmalade was all over her face on her nose and chin and in her eyelashes. It didn't matter. She was having a ball.

She was getting hornier by the minute – and hungrier. She moved her hands under his ass and dipped her tongue into his ass crease. She forced a fingertip into his ass while she licked his balls.

"Oh, fuck, that's good!" he hissed, swaying his hips.

She smeared more marmalade on his nuts and licked the excess off her fingers.

"Does this give you any ideas?" she giggled. "Oh, fuck! You're driving me crazy!"

"Easy, baby, easy. I've got a lot more eating to do."

She ate him in a frenzy now. Finger-fucking his asshole, she gobbled his cock and balls. He humped his ass off the bed and groaned.

"I need something in my pussy," she said.

"Swing your ass over here and I'll kiss it."

She climbed around and dropped her pussy over his face. Still devouring his cock and balls, she pressed her pussy to his mouth.

"I always did hate to eat alone," she said, inhaling his cock.

He dabbed his tongue up and down her cuntslit.

"I like the taste of your pussy just the way it is."

"Mmmmm, eat me, baby."

Writhing her ass, she ground her cunt against his wide-open mouth. "What a feast I'm having!"

His tongue was all over her. Plunging into her cunthole and licking her clit. Her pony tail whipped back and forth as she slid the ring of her lips to the base of his cockshaft. Deeper and deeper, she took him. The marmalade made everything sticky, but she loved the sweet taste coupled with his cockmeat.

And then he groaned, flung his hips up and came in her mouth. Now the marmalade was mixed with jism. She hungrily swallowed down his fuck-glue while she rubbed her cunt against his face.

Without a word, he climbed on top of her and thrust his still-hard prick into her depths. He didn't last long, but she came twice before his cock dwindled away.

"Oh, baby, what a nice surprise," she said. "I never had a blow-job like that in my life." When they had rested, they showered and Jessie changed the sheets. Then they climbed back into bed and sipped their fresh drinks. Pressing against his strong, young body, she hungrily kissed him. Her tongue split his lips and met his. She brushed his teeth with her tongue tip and mashed her tits against him.

She felt a great surge of warmth for the boy. A desire to intensify his pleasure. His prick was half-hard and as she caressed it she dropped to her knees before him.

His clean flesh made her nostrils flare and fired her blood anew. She salivated as she began sucking his cock. She never tired of having a piece of cockmeat in her mouth.

She wrapped the fingers of one hand around his cockshaft while she capped her mouth over his cockhead. She sucked hungrily, but gently, alternately dragging her lips up to the flared rim under his prick knob and sliding them to the root of his cockstalk.

He breathed deeply, toying with her ponytail and untying the ribbon to free her hair. He forced her to take more of his cock into her mouth and for a moment it blocked off her air passages.

She didn't gag. Her pleasure was so great she managed to breath through her nose and swallow around his prick. His cock was very stiff now and she soon had to pull back. She took tiny bites of his cockhead, loving the feel of his spongy cockmeat and tightening her lips in the grove behind it.

The steady stream of jism gushing from tie pisser tasted even better than the. Her pussy lubricated heavily. She held his balls and pressed her lips into the sack. When he groaned, she took hold of a mouthful of ball sack and bit into it.

He let out a roar and thrashed his legs straight out. She drooled freely, slid her lips over his cock and bobbed her head up and down over the length of his cockshaft.

"Let's fuck," he said.

Her heart leaped. When she spit his cock out, he flung himself over her, grabbed her tits and kissed her.

"Yes, yes, let's fuck," she warbled. His bone-hard prick was inside her in a moment and her tightly clutching cunt welcomed it. The horny housewife reveled in the sensation of being filled with teenaged cock. She med her fingernails up and down his upper arms and wrapped her long legs around his back.

"Oh, baby, I love when you fuck me!" she cried.

They writhed wildly as his cock plunged into her. She felt depraved and yet innocent as the teenaged boy rammed against her cunt. He closed his eyes and abandoned himself to his needs. She moaned softly each time his cock crashed into her pussy. Wriggling her ass, she pulled his head down and kissed him.

"Kiss me," she murmured, biting his lips and giving him her tongue.

"Oh, man," he muttered over, and over again. "Jesus, what a fuck!"

She cried ant when his cock jabbed her insides. Even when there was pain her pussy responded by tightening around the invading prick.

"Your cock is rubbing my clit," she said, shuddering wildly.

His face was flushed and contorted. He was beyond words and she knew it.

"Fuck the shit out of me!" she shrieked. "Make me come good! Make me see stars, baby! Oh, God, fuck me good!"

The harder he fucked her the more she loved it. The bedsprings shook as the lovers tore at each other.

"Gonna shoot!" Red panted.

"I want it! I want it all! Give it to me! I'm ready, darling!"

The teenager grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard as he banged into her. "Jesus, I'm almost there," he said.

"Me too!"

She pulled his head down to her tits and felt the flash that signaled her orgasm.

He battered her. He punched his spurting cock into her cunt in a frenzy and she took it and loved each thrusting jolt. She thought it would never stop and prayed it wouldn't, but when it did they remained attached to each other.

Gradually, very gradually, they separated. She rolled on top of him, took his still-hard cock inside her and came again.

His cock jerked and throbbed inside her spasming pussy. She had never felt so fulfilled, so wildly aroused. She stayed on top of him, holding his cock in her succulent pussy. They started fucking again, slowly and rhythmically, passionate but tender.

At one point Jessie looked down into her teenaged lover's eyes. On an impulse she released his cock and fell to her knees. With long sweeping strokes of her tongue, she licked his cock and balls clean. Like a mother cat, she tongued every inch of his crotch until his skin glowed anew.

"Did you enjoy that, darling?" she said. "Yeah, sure," he croaked, his eyes filled with awe.

"We do have a good time together, don't we?"

"Yeah, we sure do," he breathed.