The Wife's Young Lover

CHAPTER SEVEN

The contingencies of circumstance were working against Marlene in her struggle to remain a faithful wife. The dice were loaded against fidelity.

She tried her best to occupy her mind and to avoid thinking lewd thoughts. But she made the mistake of looking out the back window.

And who should she see but Mike Parker!

And Mike was jerking off!

Young Mike had had a hard on continuously ever since, the morning before, he had gotten a look at Marlene's cunt. Mike was a virgin, but horny as a demented weasel.

He was in the habit of jacking off a great deal at the best of times and now, such was the inspiration of a look at Marlene's juicy cunt, he couldn't seem to empty his balls no matter how hard he tried.

He had seen a cunt!

The image was engraved on his mind. It seemed to have been stamped into his head as if by a branding iron, the sight trapped in his ocular nerves as if his eyes had filmed it. The images of fat tit and stiff nipples and hairy cuntmound were there, too, but mainly he remembered a wet pussy – all pink and open with the slot filled with cream.

He had jacked off all afternoon, gone to bed early and jacked off under the covers until finally, exhausted and with his wrist aching, he had fallen asleep. He had awakened with a hard-on and had pulled it off twice before he got up. It did no good. His cock softened after he came, but then swelled up again moments later.

He decided to spend the whole day whacking off.

He jerked off in the bathroom, in the garage, back in his bedroom, kneeling in front of the minor and, when his mother went to the shop, in the kitchen. Mike liked to vary the scene of his masturbations. Just as a horny man likes to fuck a variety of women, so did Mike, a virgin, take pleasure in fucking his fist in different circumstances.

Haying already fucked most of the rooms in the house, he decided to fuck the bushes.

His house was divided from Marlene's by a fence, and the fence ended at a small stand of trees and bushes – that little glade had been fertilized by Mike's cum many times before. He felt very secure there. He had checked it out carefully before the first time he had jacked off there, and had discovered that the bushes hid him from every window in his house. Mike was terrified that his mother might catch him at it sometime, but he was confident that she couldn't see him in the bushes.

He was single-minded about his security.

Mike was so careful to secrete himself from his mother's line of sight that it never occurred to the boy that he was plainly visible from Marlene's window.

He wandered along the fence and moved as casually as a boy with a hard-on can into the little glade. He stood with his back to his own house and looked over his shoulder just to make sure that no falling foliage might have opened a vista. No, he couldn't see the house except for the roof. Surely his mother couldn't see him.

He opened his pants and his cock jumped out like a coiled spring into his hand.

He took the fat stick like a relay, runner taking a baton, his hand already pumping steadily as the fat meat fell into his palm. He grimaced with pleasure. His lips drew back from his teeth and his eyes narrowed and slanted so that he looked like a mad Oriental weaving some inscrutable design.

And it was in that position that Marlene saw the boy.

She gasped. Her eyes went wide and she was starting to pant even before the truth of the scene had registered in her mind, her hot loins realizing what she was looking at before her mind did. Her features were contorted as if emulating the expression on the boy's lust-crazed face.

Oh! That naughty boy!

That lovely, delicious boy.

She wondered if he was jerking off because he had seen her cunt the day before, if he was thinking about her as he pulled his meat so frantically.

She hoped so.

She cupped her hand over her cunt.

Marlene was wearing hot pants, and hot was the operative word. Her pussy was burning like a fiery ember through the material and into her hand. But she didn't stroke her cunt; she just held it as if to contain her juicy passion.

Oh! I mustn't! Not Mike… not Julia Parker's son.

But Julia would never know, and…

The scene was just too thrilling. Marlene's good intentions melted away in the heat of her lust.

She knew what she would do. She would wander out into the yard and catch the boy at it – as if by accident. He would be mortified, of course, and she might threaten to tell his mother what he was doing, just to make him more pliable. And then she could tell him that it was all right, that there was nothing wrong with masturbating – but that it felt a whole lot nicer if someone else did it for you.

She would do it! She would pump that beautiful boy's big dick and watch the jism spurt, out.

Mike would love it. He would want more. Maybe they could arrange things so that he would call at her house every day for a hand-job, and in time, Marlene might move on to better things – taking his cock in her mouth first and then up her cunt and.

It would be a handy situation. She had tried her best to avoid sex with the neighbor lad, but when a woman saw a lusty young man jerking off, all good intentions went for naught.

Her hands were tingling for a handful of cock, and her mouth was watering for a taste of pecker, and her pussy had started to cream in expectation.

Marlene hurried to the back door. But she was too late.

Mike was a quick-fire cock-wanker. Inspired more than he had ever been before, he had shot his wad within minutes and staggered off through the bushes.

When Marlene came wandering up, as if by chance, she found that the boy had gone.

She almost sobbed with disappointment. She stared at the bushes, and sure enough, she saw his cum hanging from the leaves and branches like congealing quicksilver. The woman was so aroused that she was tempted to get down on her knees and lick that wasted jism off the greenery.

Dizzy with lust, she moved away, intent on returning to her house and rubbing herself off, but knowing that her hand would be a poor substitute for young prick.

And as she came out from the bushes by the fence, she saw Julia Parker walking toward her.

Julia was a sexy woman in her thirties with long dark hair and big bouncy tits. She was wearing a light cotton dress that clung to her curves as she moved.

Seeing Marlene, she smiled in a neighborly fashion.

She leaned over the fence, her big tits thrusting out over the top.

Marlene, because she was so hot and bothered, felt like having a nice erotic conversation.

She said, "Well, not today, thank heavens."

"Oh?" Julia asked, her eyebrows arching. "Charles gave me some lovely head this morning."

"Lucky girl!"

"It was really weird. I was dreaming about naughty things. And when I woke up, Charles was going down on me and I had already started to cream." Julia was intrigued.

"Oh my!" she said. "How exciting and how lovely for you. Joe never goes down on me. He seems to think that it isn't manly… or maybe that a proper wife doesn't expect things like, that… I don't know. I wish he would. There's nothing that I like better than a good suck."

Marlene blinked. If Julia's husband didn't go down on her, and she liked head, that must mean.

She said, "That's awful. I certainly don't have that trouble. Charles would eat me out every day if I asked him to. But a girl can't get enough head, can she?"

"You feel that way, too, huh?"

"Of course."

Julia was looking at her in a speculative way.

"Have you ever…" she started, then hesitated. "Oh, nothing. It was just a thought."

"Tell me," said Marlene encouragingly.

"Well… I just wondered… have you ever thought about doing it with a woman? Getting head, I mean. And… giving it, too? I think about that sometimes." Julia was blushing a bit.

Marlene remembered how nice her own cuntjuice had tasted when Charles had kissed her after he had sucked her off.

She said, "Oh, I expect that all girls wonder what it would be like."

"Not with a lesbian," Julia added. "I don't mean that. Just two women who are good friends… like you and me, say… and they do each other a favor."

Now Marlene blushed slightly.

"Well, it was just a naughty thought," Julia said.

"Very naughty. But… exciting, too." Marlene smiled across the fence.

"Do you think so?" Julia said. "I… I don't suppose…"

"What are you thinking of, Julia?"

"Oh… you know… don't you?"

"Do you think that you and I might… do that?"

Julia nodded slowly, uncertainly. She obviously wanted to, but she was embarrassed. And Marlene, who had never considered actually doing such a thing but had been mildly curious about it – and who at the moment was as hot as she could get – began to think that it wasn't such an unlikely idea. It was sort of perverted, but they wouldn't really be perverted. It would just be sort of fooling around – and it would be lots of fun, as well.

Because Julia had broached the subject, Marlene didn't feel embarrassed at all.

She said, "You want me to suck you off, don't you?"

"Oh, gosh! Would you?"

"I might."

"And I could do you, too."

They gazed at one another over the fence, as if that partition were an emotional barrier that they must cross.

Marlene crossed it.

"My house or yours?" she said.

Because of the danger that Mike might wander in on them, the women went to Marlene's house instead of Julia's. They were both giggling with nervous excitement. Although they were equally keen on the idea and determined not to back out, they were novices – they didn't know quite how to start.

"I'll make coffee," Marlene said. Neither of them wanted coffee, but it served as a prelude. Julia sat on the couch and Marlene went into the kitchen. She returned and sat in a chair. They both fidgeted a bit. Neither knew quite how to begin.

Marlene was afraid that the moment might slip away from them if they delayed too long, and as hot as she was, she didn't want to risk having the chance come to nothing.

Julia had, after all, started it. Now Marlene figured that the next step was up to her.

She got up, moved to the couch and sat beside Julia.

She said, "I did a terrible thing yesterday."

"Did you? What was that?" Marlene slid her hand along the back of the couch, not touching Julia but encircling her.

"I was unfaithful to Charles."

"Really? How thrilling! Anyone I know?"

Marlene grinned. She had wanted to confess to someone, anyway, for she knew it would be thrilling to tell someone about her wicked misbehavior. Now she had a double-barreled motive, knowing that her confession would be Marlene was feeling Julia's tits and Julia began petting Marlene's boobs, too.

"Are we really going to do it?" Marlene asked, speaking right into Julia's mouth.

"I want to!" Julia replied.

"Let's! Oh, yes! Let's eat each other out!" There was not the slightest danger then that either of the lusty wives would back out.

They undressed each other.

Julia unbuttoned Marlene's blouse and drew it open, exposing her pert tits. Marlene pulled Julia's dress from her shoulders. Neither woman wore a bra. They stroked and petted each other's tits and pulled at the nipples. They pressed the big globes together and ran the tips against each other.

Then Marlene leaned back slightly and cupped her breasts up and out.

Julia needed no further encouragement. She bent down and began to lick at those taut nipples, then suck on them. After a moment, Marlene pushed her gently back and leaned down, herself, savoring her first ever suck of tit.

"Let's take everything off," Julia whimpered.

Marlene nodded eagerly.

Julia stood up and let her dress fall over her hips. She wore bikini panties, and the crotch was waking. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic band and pushed them down, exposing her black-bushed pussy. Naked, she sat down again and began to unfasten Marlene's shorts. She tugged them down.

Then, both stark naked, the two women began to kiss and feel each other up again. Neither had touched the other's cunt yet. This was the first time for both of them, and they were advancing by slow degrees. But neither of them had the slightest doubt that cunts were going to be touched in the end.

Julia's legs were parted.

She was sucking on Marlene's nipples, and Marlene reached down and stroked her thigh, then drew her hand up and ran her fingertips up the woman's wet crotch.

The moment that Marlene touched her cunt, Julia pushed her own hand down into Marlene's cunt eagerly. They kissed again, finger-fucking each other slowly and steadily, pushing stiff fingers up hot twats and wiping thumbs back and forth across tingling cunts, caressing each other to the same tempo.

"Shall I do you first?" Marlene asked. "I don't care," Julia panted. "I want you to… and I want to, as well. Oh, yes! Suck my cunt, Marlene."

"Sit back… relax… let me make it better."