The farmer's naughty wife

CHAPTER TWO

Judy didn't enjoy her evening meal. She hardly tasted the food for worry about Trish. The blonde-headed girl gave no indication that she was going to say anything about what she'd seen, but Judy understood the smug looks that Trish kept giving her.

Randy didn't seem to be worried. He ate his meal hungrily and his eyes were just as hungry as he watched Trish move toward the table.

Judy had a flash of jealousy as she saw the interest in Randy's face. Just a few minutes before he had been about to fuck her, but now it seemed as if he had lost all interest in her.

Judy couldn't help the jealously she felt over the innocent-faced girl with the large titties, just as Judy couldn't help the aching between her thighs. Randy had started fires in her that she needed to have put out or she'd be ready to rape somebody.

"That was fine," Bill said, pushing away from the table. "I'm going upstairs."

"All right, dear," Judy said.

As soon as Bill was out of the room, Randy moved closer to her. She felt his hand on her knee. Again she felt weak.

"No," she said, pushing his hand away. "I was weak upstairs. It can never happen again."

"No," Randy said. "Why not?"

"Because it can't," Judy said.

She got up and pushed his hand away. Trish was standing near the sink with the smug look still on her face. Judy decided to have it out with her.

"And you," Judy said. "I know what you thought you saw upstairs but that doesn't matter. I'll not have you smirking behind my back."

"Why, Mrs. Bowers," Trish replied. "I don't know what you mean."

Judy wanted to scream at her but she controlled it. She turned away and walked up the stairs. Just one touch of Randy's hand had nearly driven her crazy.

She kept remembering his strong cock jutting up from between his legs. She kept remembering bow wet her cunt had been when he had put his hand between her legs.

"Oh God," she said. "What am I going to do?"

Bill was singing in the shower as she stepped into their room. She thought of fill's strong, masculine body and how his cock could ease the fires of her body.

"Bill," she said.

She heard the shower stop and he came out of the bathroom drying himself off. He had a good body, clean and well-muscled, his chest covered by black hairs. Her knees felt weak at the sight of him. When Bill was in the mood he could be a fantastic lover.

"Did you call me?" he asked.

"Yes," she said.

"What is it?"

She started to tell him that she wanted his cock but she caught herself just in time. It would shock Bill to use such language. Instead she walked over to the bed and sat down.

She parted her legs slightly so that her skirt came just below her panties. She saw him smile and lick his lips. She took a chance and let her gaze fall to his cock. His prick was growing. His limp cock, glowing pink from his hot shower, was beginning to show signs of life.

"I just wanted to talk," she said.

He sat down beside her and let his hand rat on her knee. He began to squeeze her gently. She wanted none of his tender stroking. What she wanted was to be thrown down on the bed and fucked hard. She knew he would never treat her like that.

"What did you want to talk about?" he asked.

He didn't give her time to think of an answer. His hand clutched the back of her neck and drew her mouth to his. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and wiggled it against hers. She was getting hotter than hell. She knew she was getting wet between her legs.

She took a chance and reached for his cock. His prick grew hard. He grew hot and trembling with impatience.

"I love you, baby," he said.

She wanted none of his tenderness. Sometimes a woman wanted tenderness and sometimes she simply wanted cock. This was one of those times she simply wanted cock. This was one of those times when she wanted cock. She pulled at his thick flesh and massaged it with her hot fingers until she felt a drop of sticky white at the end of his prick.

"Baby," he said. "Baby."

He pushed her backwards on the bed and she hoped he would tear her panties off and plunge his cock into her burning cunt. Her hopes were in vain for she felt his fingers undoing the buttons on her blouse.

She almost cried out in impatience as his fingers fumbled with her bra damps. Finally he had it undone and pulled it away from her snowy white titties.

He bent his head and his hot tongue flicked at her large pink nipples. They were already hard but his hot tongue caused them to grow even more sensitive. It was almost more than she could stand.

She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted to cry out at the top of her lungs, but she controlled her need. Sooner or later he would get there if she controlled her need. Sooner or later he would get there if she could just stand it long enough.

His mouth was on her nipple and he sucked in more of her sweet-tasting titty. Bill could feel the need in his wife, but he didn't associate it with the visit of her cousin. He reasoned that it was because he hadn't been giving her enough.

A gasp escaped her mouth as Bill kept sucking on her titties. She felt like her entire body was on fire. She felt as if she would burn up if she didn't get relief soon. She grabbed for his stiff cock and started rubbing it against her thigh. She felt the hot, sticky lubricating fluid against her tingly skin and this turned her on even more.

God, how she wanted it! How she wanted to feel his stiff prick slamming into her and then pumping his hot cum into her hungry cunt! How she needed to feel his cum filling up her pussy!

His hands slipped underneath her and underneath her skirt. His hot hands squeezed her ass-cheeks and then went beneath her panties to fondle her burning skin. He began to squeeze her softly, in the same way that Randy had squeezed her earlier.

One finger went between her legs from behind and she felt it probing at her pussy. Even a finger would help. She positioned herself so that his finger could find her aching pussy. She gasped as his finger went inside her cunt from behind, rubbing against her sensitive cuntlips.

His massaging finger made her pussy wetter and batter. She realized that a finger wouldn't help. Only his stiff cock would help. She pulled at his cock, urging him to put it in. She had forgotten about her panties. He pushed against her panties instead of entering her cunt.

"Oh damn!" she cried loudly.

She skimmed her panties down off her legs. Now her auburn pussy was too much for him to resist. She wanted his cock but instead his head dropped between her thighs and his tongue lapped at her juices.

She was begging him in her mind to fuck her because even his hot tongue was not helping. He held her pussy apart with two fingers as his tongue sucked up her juices. He was driving her up the wall.

"You taste so sweet," he said. "You've got a sweet pussy."

She could stand it no longer. "Do it to me!" she moaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

She couldn't help it. She would explain to him later where she had heard the words. Right now she needed his cock.

She caught one glimpse of his puzzled expression as his body came down on hers. She opened her legs wider as she felt his stiff cock poking against her curt opening. She pushed her pussy at him and felt his cock slipping inside.

"Ummm," she said. "Ummm!"

It felt good. It was what she needed. The hot warmth of his cock relaxed her body. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around the back of his leg.

He wasn't asking any more questions. She felt his breath become quicker as he started to pound his thick cock into her cunt. Her legs went higher so that his cock was fucking deeper into her.

"Ooooh," she said. "I love it! I love it, Bill!"

"So do I," he said. "I love your cunt! I love how hot it feels around my hard cock!"

Dimly she realized that he had never talked to her before like that either but she didn't care. Perhaps he was also so turned on that he didn't realize what he was saying or doing. She didn't care what he thought.

"Oh Bill!" she moaned. "I'm going to come! Your good cock is making me come! Oh Bill, you feel so gooddddddd!"

She felt his hot cock spurt inside her pussy. She kept rubbing her cunt against him until his cock quit pumping his hot juice.

Bill fell away from her and she felt his hand grope for her own. It would have been wonderful for her, for he had eased some of the tension of her body. It would, have been wonderful except that the last face she saw in her mind's eye before she came was Randy. And she kept seeing his hard cock!