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   Natalie walked down the produce aisle, her bare, shapely legs
propelling her along at a leisurely pace as she pushed the shopping
cart.  In the cart seat sat a boy of about three with a large, red
sucker in his mouth.  Natalie had long, dark hair and flashing green
eyes, full lips and a shapely figure.  Large engagement and wedding
rings occupied the ring finger of her slender left hand.  Natalie was
not without her flaws, of course, but she made every effort to hide
them.  Having a baby was rarely without a price and she had paid with
some flab in her stomach and some sag in her 36C tits, but overall she
had been pretty much unscathed by the ordeal.  She walked with a
certain sway, slowly scanning shelves for what she needed, taking up
time as her son made a mess of his face with the sucker.
    Internally she did not feel nearly as good as she looked on the
outside.  Her husband of five years was not the man she had married
right out of college.  Jack had been an athlete, playing football and
majoring in partying when she had met him and rock hard in every
department.  They had dated and  married right out of school, him
receiving a good job with his father's accounting firm.  She had
started teaching and then had little "Jack Junior" a couple of years
later.  Over the five years of married life his sedentary life style
and large lunches had caught up with him.  He had gained nearly a
hundred pounds and at the same time his sex drive had plummeted.  Now,
he came home, had dinner, a couple of beers and fell asleep in front
of the TV.  It was astounding how quickly he had fallen apart, she
reflected.  The last time they had had sex had been nearly a year ago
and she was perplexed as to what to do. 
    She had tried to get him to exercise, diet and even bribed him
with a blow job for each five pounds he lost, but to no avail.  He had
just gained the weight back.  His father was also a large, overweight
man who did little but work and spend time watching sports.  Like
father like son, she thought as she walked down the produce aisle. She
looked at the large cucumbers and thought about them and their shape
and what it may feel like deep in her.  She had a small collection of
toys at home, but a real cock always felt better than a toy, no matter
how lifelike. 
    Ahead of her at the beverage section was a tall, well built young
man wearing a pair of short cutoffs and a muscle shirt; lust bubbled
in her brain as she looked at his young, firm body.  She admired him
for a moment and then he turned and she recognized him; it was Troy, a
former student hers who had graduated two years before.  She thought
he had gone off to college, but this was summer vacation. 
    "Troy?" she said as she neared him.  He had a small basket in his
right hand with a few cans in it.  Troy was just over six feet tall
and well built, tanned and well muscled.  While not possessing perfect
looks he was pleasant, had a nice smile and deep blue eyes to go with
his bleached blond hair.  He was a picture of the all American boy.
    "Oh, hi Mrs. Long, how are you?"  He smiled at her, his eyes on
her tits and she returned the smile, blushing slightly as she felt the
affect he was having on her breasts and pussy.  Her nipples hardened
quickly, poking through the light material of her sun dress and she
could feel a moistness in her pussy. 
    "Fine, just fine," she said, smiling at him.
    "This must be Jack junior," he said, looking at her son.
    Liam smiled back at him and help up the sucker he had been
licking.
    "Say hello baby," she said.
    "Hi," Jack said, smiling with red colored lips.
    "Boy he sure has grown fast," he said.  "I remember seeing him at
graduation."
    "How is school?" she asked him.
    His face clouded.
    "School had to wait.  My dad got laid off and my mom is sick.  I'm
working construction for the time being," he said. 
    It was not what she wanted to hear.  Troy was a more than a better
then average student; he was a gifted artist and writer.  She had had
him in her Senior English class and had really enjoyed her interaction
with him.  She had had some illicit thoughts about more than one
student, but he was the only one she had actually fantasized about
while masturbating.  She had had some of the best orgasms of her life
fantasizing about him between her legs. 
    "Oh, that's too bad," she said.  "Have you looked into
scholarships?"
    "Yeah, but they are never enough," he said.
    "Have you been drawing and painting?"
    "Some," he said.
    "I would love to see what you have been doing sometime," she said.
    "Sure," he said.
    Then she remembered that her husband had not mowed the lawn in
over a week, the hedge needed trimming and there garage needed to be
cleaned out.
    "Would you like to do some work for me?"
    "Sure, what?"
    "Some yard work and stuff," she said.  "I can pay."
    He hesitated.
    "Look, I know you need the money and I need work done.  We can
talk about school at the same time, OK?"
    He finally nodded. 
    "Great, call me OK?" she asked writing her cell number on the back
of a coupon from her purse.  He took it and put it in his wallet.
    They walked around the store as she picked up more things, talking
about people they both new, finally parting in the parking lot.  As an
afterthought she bought the makings for real lemonade and chocolate
chip cookies.  Something told her she could use them when he came
over.  It was just for yard work, she kept telling herself as she
watched him get into the old Toyota pickup and drive away, her body
already calling for attention.
   
    Natalie put the groceries away and made lunch for Jack and then
put him down for a nap.  Closing the door of his room she walked into
the master bedroom and slipped out of her sun dress, leaving only her
light bra and white panties.  Slipped her panties off she pushed her
tits up and out of the bra.  From her bedside stand drawer she took a
large, purple vibrating cock-shaped dildo and some lube.  She lay down
on her back on her bed, putting a towel under her as she spread her
legs and applied lube to her pussy lips, which were already swollen.
She turned the dildo on and placed the head of the dildo against the
wet, seeping opening of her pussy,  letting out a long sigh and little
moan she pushed the dildo into her pussy.  The vibration of the dildo
rippled through her pussy and clit, making her quiver.  In her mind's
eye she thought about what Troy would look like naked, how his lips
would taste, his strong, hard chest and stomach against her tits and
belly as he kissed her, his hands caressing her back, ass and legs
with his warm, strong hands. 
    She kissed him deeply, her loins burning, desiring his cock in her
as she spread her legs.  As he entered her in her fantasy she thrust
the dildo deeper, spreading her cunt walls as she quivered and a sheen
of sweat appeared on her body.  The dildo stroked deeper as she fucked
herself with it, her left hand on her right nipple, pinching and
twisting it almost cruelly as the dildo penetrated her deepest place,
the vibration causing her to grow wetter and wetter, her back arching
as she neared her first orgasm.  In her mind Troy was fucking her, his
strong hips and thighs stroking his large cock deeper and deeper into
her cunt, hitting bottom, imparting both pleasure as well as pain.
Fucking herself harder and faster she moaned and then, as she
orgasmed, cried out his name as her back arched and her legs spread
even wider.
    She left the large dildo deep inside, letting it fill her as she
turned the vibration down to a lower level, relaxing, covered in
sweat.  Slowly, with care she started fucking herself again, feeling
the intense pleasure of it as she worked herself closer and closer to
a second orgasm.  It was not often she needed or even wanted a second
orgasm, but today, with her lust for Troy occupying her mind she
needed the release.  Turning up the vibrator she gasped.  The pleasure
was almost painful, it was so intense as she worked the large dildo in
and out of her pussy.  Her body was rigid and sweat pooled on her skin
as she whimpered and moaned.   In her mind Troy now had her on her
knees and was feeding her his large, perfectly shaped cock, and she
caressing his balls as she licked and sucked on his cock.  He tasted
great and the feel of his cock in her mouth was heaven.  His hips
pumped and she let him fuck her mouth as she fucked herself with the
large, purple dildo.   As she neared her second and even more
devastating climax her body went rigid and her legs came together, the
large dildo buried in her cunt.  In her mind she was Troy was coming
into her mouth, filling it with his sweet, hot cum as she swallowed
all of it.  Her second orgasm swept through her body, her back arched
and her legs trembling as she came and came, unable to make a sound as
the feelings filled her body and mind, carrying her away to anther
place. 
    Finally, slowly, she tried to relax, but left the dildo deep in
her, letting her pussy recover before trying to take it out.  Slowly,
with care, she slipped it out of her pussy, gasping as it collapsed
back to its normal shape.  She got up and took the dildo into the
bathroom with her and into the shower, where she washed the sweat and
juices from her body and the dildo. 
    That evening she and her husband were invited to a party at the
local country club.  She wanted to look her best, even if her husband
had had to have his tux let out again to get into it.  She looked at
her body in the full length mirror after she dried.  Her tits were
still nicely shaped, if a little less perky than before, her belly not
as flat and her ass a little wider, but overall she was still very
sexy, she decided.  Her nipples were not too large, but nice and pink
and given to being erect most of time.  She was noticing a few lines
around her eyes and mouth, but nothing too devastating.  Sighing, she
heard her son calling for her and put on a robe to go tend to him. 
   
    The party started at about six and they were a little late due to
the babysitter's bad timing.  She wore a new black dress that showed
her figure well, including a view 0of a good part of her tits and the
curve of her hips.  The party was put on by a large company that her
husband did work for and she was introduced to the president of the
company and several of its higher officers.  One of  them, a dapper
man in an expensive new tux and with a very friendly manner asked her
to dance and she said yes.  Her husband spend most of his time making
love to the buffet and beer while discussing sports with several other
men. 
    The man took several small liberties with his hands as they danced
and held her just a little closer than necessary, but she enjoyed it.
He smelled good and had a nice smile.  After her activities that
afternoon she was still a little hot and damp between her legs.  She
pushed back a little, feeling his hardness on her belly as she he
caressed her left cheek a little with his hand.  The song ended and
she smiled at him and he bowed to her.  She looked around and her
husband was deep in conversation with someone over in the corner of
the room. 
    "Let me get you a drink," he said, leading her over to the bar,
getting them both wine. 
    "What's your name?"
    "Natalie," she said.
    "Paul Richards," he said.  "You're Jack's wife, right?"
    "Yes, I am."
    "He's a good guy and a lucky one," he said, his gaze on her
cleavage. 
    "What do you do for the company?" she asked.
    "Sales promotion," he said.
    "Sounds exciting."
    "I do hope you're joking.  It's a good job and I think I'm good at
it, but is really isn't exciting," he said.  "So, you a housewife?"
    "Part time; I teach high school English," she said.
    "You certainly look nothing like my high school teachers," he
said.
    "That I will take as a compliment," she said, laughing.
    "What do you do for fun?"
    "Between work and my son I don't have a lot of time for fun."
    "Well, if you need some excitement in your life I have a boat we
could go sailing on."
    "And my husband?"
    He shrugged and turned to greet someone who had just come up.
    She turned and detached herself from the man, feeling a little
giddy and naughty as she did so.  She and Jack had not attended a lot
of these parties in the past.  He had just been promoted at work and
now was working with the more important people in the firm, making him
more important.  She danced several more times and finally, as the
party was starting to wind down Paul found her again and they danced.
Her husband was in the next room playing pool as Paul's hand brushed
her breast and hand rested on her ass.  She was just a little too
drunk to resist him so she did not stop his caresses and no one else
seemed to care.  Finally, the party started to break up and Paul
smiled, pressed his card into her hand with a smile.  She returned it
and left her to find her husband, who was still playing pool and
smoking a large, foul smelling cigar, slipping the card into the side
pocket of her small clutch purse.  By the time she and her husband got
into their car her pussy was wet and quivering with desire, her
nipples hard.  She knew he would fall asleep quickly and she would be
able to finish herself off.  She hated the smell of the cigar in the
car and was relieved to get home.
    You are becoming quite the slut, she said to herself as she leaned
her head back and dozed, thinking about Paul's card in her purse. 
    Little Jack was still up and making noise when they got home and
she had no chance to slake her desire before falling asleep next to
her husband, who was snoring loudly, smelling of booze, sweat and
cigar smoke.  Frustrated, she fell asleep thinking about Troy and
Paul. 
   
    The life of a young mother with a small child is a busy one and
Natalie was no exception.  Jack was a lively, curious child and always
into things. To help expend some of this energy this she regularly
traded visits with a neighbor woman and her two children, a girl of
two and boy of four several days a week.  The house was convenient and
easy to entertain kids in, with a large family room with games, toys
and a TV.  The kids could occupy themselves for quite a while there or
outside on the swings and in the sandbox.  As a result she and Angie,
the neighbor, had a chance to have some adult conversation.  It was
another two weeks before school started and she had actually gotten a
little bored that summer.  She and Angie were a lot alike, even though
Angie did not work outside the home, but had graduated with a degree
in social studies teaching.  She planned on going back to work when
her kids went to school. 
    They chatted about the kids and Angie reported on the status of
her mother, who was in bad health. Her husband, an airline pilot, was
out of town for the week. 
    "What have you been up to?  How was that party?"
    "Oh, it was fun."
    "In that dress I bet you got a lot of attention," Angie said,
smiling and winking.  Natalie had modeled the dress for her friend
when she bought it.
    Natalie blushed.
    "You nasty thing, what happened?"
    She shrugged, blushing more.
    "A man?"
    "No, a woman, silly.  Yeah, there was this guy."
    "Oh?"
    "Yeah, he has a boat."
    "Oh, a boat?  And did he invite the whole family?"
    "Not that I could tell."
    Angie laughed, blushing a little herself.
    "You had a little encounter, didn't you?"
    Natalie smiled and winked at Angie.
    "Hmmm... this is interesting," Angie said,sipping more of the
wine.
    "What about Louis?  What was that?" Natalie asked, raising and
eyebrow.
    "Hmmm, just a little dalliance," Angie said, blushing anew.
    "Well, as least I didn't kiss his little winky," Natalie said.
    "I was drunk, you know that."
    "I know.  God knows what I would have done if we had been alone."
    "Still no sex?"
    Natalie said nothing, just making a face and drinking down her
glass of wine.
    "Oh, sorry."  Angie was five years older than Natalie but had been
married about the same amount of time.  Unlike her friend she and her
husband still had a sex life, but she, like a lot of women, actually
wanted more than they got from their husbands.  Her husband spend a
large portion of his working life flying large jet freighters around
the world and was gone a lot.  While he made  very good money that she
liked to spend it was not enough.  She had succumbed to temptation one
day when alone with a young, buff repairman at her house.  She had
never said why he was there, but the bottom line was that she had
sucked his cock and let him finger fuck her to orgasm.  She had never
seen him again.  There were other temptations, of course, but she had
managed to avoid them, despite her desires.  She and Natalie shared
their frustration.
    The kids came running in and the conversation ended.  Angie took
her kids home a little later and Jack went down for a nap.  As she
entered the kitchen the phone rang. 
    "Hi, this is Troy," he said.
    "Oh, good, you called!"
    "I was wondering if that offer of work is still open.  We are
between jobs and I could use some work."
    "Great.  Can  you come over in the morning?"
    "Sure, I'll be there."
    She hung up and went upstairs to her bed and her dildo, thinking
about Troy.
   
    Troy arrived about nine in the morning.  She still wore her robe
and had nothing but a pair of panties under it when the door bell
rang.  Jack was in the back yard playing in the sand box. 
    "Come in," she said.
    She stepped back for him to enter the house.  Though not aware of
it she had let the front of the robe gap, revealing most of her tits
to her visitor, who drank them in with his hungry gaze. 
    "So, you need work?"
    "The crew was laid off for a month at least," he said.
    "Well, the first thing is the lawn.  The mower is in the garage.
There is gas in the can.  You know how to run one, right?"
    "I've been doing it since I was twelve," he said, smiling.  He was
close to her, could smell her perfume and musk.  She blushed a little,
her lions quivering for a moment.  At that moment Jack ran in,
interrupting them, tears running down his cheeks, having fallen down
on the driveway and skinned his knee.
    He stepped back and went out the side door to the garage while she
tended to her son.
    She wiped away his tears and then went upstairs where she put on a
pair of short cutoffs and a sleeveless top, but no bra.  Brushing her
hair, she cleaned up quickly and put on a little makeup.  He was about
a quarter done with the front lawn as she watched from the windows,
his bare back shiny with sweat.  Smiling, she went back to housework.
It was almost two hours later when he entered through the French doors
that opened into the back yard, bare chested and sweaty.  She had made
lemonade for him and some sandwiches and he sat at the picnic table
with Jack and her and wolfed down the food, while talking with Jack,
who thought he was funny.
    After lunch Troy helped her trim the hedges around the back yard
and rake out the flower beds that had been allowed to go pretty much
fallow.  He had ample opportunity to look down her top and look at her
legs and ass.  She was hot and sweaty, her pussy wet and throbbing as
they put everything in a large pile in the back corner of the yard.
During their work she noticed a bulge in his pants, one that was quite
attractive to her. Jack was sound asleep on the floor in the family
room when they entered and she carried him upstairs, closing his door.
It was three in the afternoon and her husband had a late meeting that
night.  She met Troy at the bottom of the stairs.  He looked her in
the eye and she reached out to him,touching his broad, sweaty chest
with her hand.
    He took her in his arms, sweat and all and they kissed deeply.  It
was everything she had thought it was.  Her head swirled, her pussy
throbbed and her hands grabbed his ass.  For his part he kissed her
deeply, his hands slipping under her shirt to her sweaty, slippery
back, caressing her skin as his cock hardened and dug into her belly.
    He kissed her her neck, his hands pushing her shirt up and off,
freeing her breasts, which he grabbed and squeezed, then sucked on,
concentrating on her already erect nippples.  She moaned and pulled
his hair as he bit her nipples roughly.
    "Oh, Troy, oh, my God," she said.
    He pushed her back onto the steps, where he knelt between her legs
and continued to worship her tits as she undid his cutoffs and pushed
them down.  His cock sprang out of the shorts like it had a mind of
its own.  Her hand caressed it, savoring the feel of the soft skin
over the hard shaft, the feel of the head and the heft of his balls.
He was larger than her husband and less than she had fantasized, but
more than she had had before he had come over. 
    She pushed him back and leaned down and took him in her mouth,
savoring it, caressing it with her lips and tongue as he ran his hand
through her blond hair. 
    "Oh, man, that feels so good," he said. 
    "Mmmff... " she said.
    She took as much in as she could, but was out of practice, unable
to deep-throat him, but tried and gagged in the process. 
    "Want to shower?" she asked, looking up from her work, her hand
stroking his hard cock.
    "Oh, yeah," he said.
    As with many large homes there were three bathrooms, one
downstairs and two upstairs.  He grabbed his shorts and followed her
to the bathroom off the hallway where they kissed and caressed as she
started the water and adjusted the water temperature.  They climbed in
and began washing.  Soap, hands, mouths and bodies melded under the
hot water.  He washed her tits, ass and pussy as she washed his cock
and chest.  They kissed and kissed, their lips locked together and
their tongues wrestling and intertwined.  He sucked her tits and she
bit his nipples. He was hard as a rock in a moment and finally she
lifted her leg and pulled his cock toward her pussy.  His hard, thick
cock slipped into her hot, wet pussy and she groaned through their
kiss.  He fucked her fast and hard and she grabbed his ass to hold on
to.  She moaned as he fucked her, her pussy on fire as he penetrated
her.  She had been thinking about this for two days and now she was
getting it and getting it good. 
    "Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, fuck!" she cried out as one of the fastest
orgasms of her life flooded through her body.  It was intense and hot,
her cunt throbbing and her mind reeling as she came and came. 
    "Oh, fuck, fuck," she moaned as she almost lost her footing.  She
slipped from his grasp and knelt in front of him.  He grabbed her head
and pressed his cock into her mouth.  She quickly opened her mouth and
sucked it down her throat, forgetting in herself, tasting her own
juices as she sucked him.  He grabbed her hair and fucked her mouth as
she sucked him, his cock hard and throbbing in her mouth as she
caressed his ass and balls.  In her passion she managed to deep-throat
him without thinking about it.
    "My God, that feels so good," he said, shaking with excitement as
he fucked his former teacher's mouth.  He was ready and could not
control himself and started coming in her mouth. 
    Natalie did not usually swallow, but did not hesitate as she
swallowed her new lover's cum, savoring its hot, somewhat bitter taste
and slippery texture as it shot into her mouth and she swallowed it.
    "If Angie could just see me now," she thought as she licked the
last of his cum off his cock.  


To be continued

Bluepen

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