When I went to Art and Brenda's house one Saturday morning there was a strange truck in the driveway. This was a truck I had seen somewhere before. I put it out of my mind and went about knocking on the front door. As usual I was wearing a pair of cut off jeans, no shirt just the shorts. I wore no underwear either because that was the way Brenda wanted me. About a minute later I heard the expected call from the interior that I should come inside. Entering the cool kitchen I found Brenda and her husband. We sat at the table where I had fucked Brenda just a few days earlier. We made small talk and after about fifteen minutes, Art excused himself.
"I'm making a long today and need to run. Do you two think you could hold down the fort for a couple of days?" he explained. With that he was out the door before anyone could respond.
Brenda and I sat in awkward silence for a bit. She was trying not to examine my body, but was losing the battle. "You seem to be in very good shape!" She began to speak nervously. "I have never met a man that seems to be in such good shape. Do you work out?"
"Yes I do, but I also get plenty of exercise!" I said, looking her right in the eyes. "Women are always asking me to perform demanding tasks. Do you like my physique?"
"Yes...Yes, I do!" She stammered, her face coloring a bit. "Donna says that you might be willing to... uh...to uh...I have never uh...done anything like this before without Art!"
The bulge in my cutoffs was just at her eye level. I cruelly stood before her letting her have the benefit of the view. "Did you have anything special in mind?"
We sat in silence for a moment or two looking into each other's eyes. I decided to move matters forward. I audaciously slid my hands along the outside of her long, smooth legs and reached up under her dress to find her panties. I kept my eyes on hers and began to work them down her hips. It was her turn to stand in order to let me complete my naughty task. She lifted one foot and then the other and I left the panties lying obscenely on the floor. As I rose to stand in front of her, I let my palms travel up the back of her shaky legs to her now naked backside. With her dress bunched up around her hips, I pulled her trembling body into mine and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my bare shoulders and moaned as our tongues fought for supremacy. When we parted, I stepped back releasing her smooth buns and letting her dress fall back into place covering her supple body. She leaned back against the table as I put my hands on my shorts and opened the button to let them fall to the floor next to her discarded panties. She looked down at my exposed rising manhood and an expression of pure lust crossed her face.
"Oh...my...god!" she said, in a low voice as she reached for my erection. Her hand felt warm as she began to gently stroke it. She looked back into my face and then slowly knelt in front of me, examining my cock before opening her mouth and engulfing the sensitive head. Slowly but deliberately she took more and more of my shaft deep inside of her mouth and I felt it enter her throat. For the second time in less than a week, I was receiving an extremely expert blowjob from this older sex goddess. I looked down at her and watched my cock slide in and out of her mouth as she leisurely sucked me off. Her actions were driving me wild, but this was not what either of us really wanted. After a few minutes, I stepped back causing my cock to fall from her mouth and wave obscenely in front of her. She looked up with a bewildered look on her face.
"I want to cum inside your pussy," I explained, as I reached to help her to her feet. I seductively reached for the top button of her dress. She stood with her eyes riveted on my throbbing cock as I undressed her. It took only seconds to expose her bra-less breasts. She moaned and leaned into my marauding hands as I began to lightly caress her ample tits. I swept the garment from her shoulders and down her trembling body, and let it fall to join the rest of our clothing on the floor. She let me guide her to the table, then lay down on it with her legs dangling over the edge. I put my arms under her knees and pulled them up and pressed them back over her exquisite breasts, exposing her open, drooling labia. As I had done previously, I grasped her ankles and spread her legs open in a lewd "V", and plugged my raging cock into her juicy pussy all the way, and held it there with my balls resting on her ass cheeks.
She moaned in deep satisfaction! Brenda gasped as I began to pump back and forth in her smoldering cauldron. Just like the last time with Brenda, I held her ankles spread above her nude torso as I fucked her standing on the floor. I fixed my eyes on her tits that were quivering all over her chest with each forceful drive. Her eyes were closed as she savored each pounding thrust from my rock hard tool. Although not as buxom as my wife, Brenda had ample tits with large protruding nipples and freckles all over her chest. It was obvious from the lack of any tan lines that she frequently went topless in her backyard spa.
"Harder! Fuck me... harder!" she demanded, so I brutally slammed into her again and again. She held on to the table with both hands and she started grunting with each violation of her demanding pussy. "Oh god... fuck me more ugh! Fuck hard...ugh harder!"
Brenda, the nervous almost shy older housewife about town was turned into a cock-loving harlot that couldn't get enough cock. I showed her no mercy as I stood on the floor and roughly rammed into her open pussy again and again. Soon her body tensed up for a couple of cruel strokes, and then she orgasmed, writhing on my pounding cock. I kept on hammering her flooding pussy with long inflexible thrusts, still holding her ankles up high and wide apart. With another loud groan, she lost herself in her orgasm. The room filled with the aroma of our sweat and juices. The sights and sounds of her gratification sent me over the edge. I shoved my thick cock as deep as it would go and held it there, while I pumped her pulsating pussy full of my semen. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked as if she were in a dream world.
When I removed my dripping cock from her trembling pussy, it was as if I opened the flood gates on a dam. My semen mixed with her juices came flooding out and dribbled down her naked ass. I lowered her legs, and holding my half hard cock at the base, I walked around the table. Pulling her up so that her head was off the end of the table, I placed my cock on her mouth. Her eyes focused on my member then looked up at me.
"Clean it!" was all I said.
She eagerly opened her mouth, and with a lustful moan, sucked it in. With her head tilted back, I fucked her face. What an erotic sight she made lying naked on the table. Her breasts were rolling up and down as I shoved my cock in her willing mouth. Her pubic hair was disheveled with beads of moisture, and her legs were lewdly spread wide open. When I was satisfied that my cock was spotless, I sat in a chair leaving her there crudely spread out on the table. The room was filled with the aroma of our erotic adventure and all you could hear was the sounds of two carnally exhausted people trying to catch their breath. It was at that moment that Art opened the back door and entered the kitchen. Brenda seemed startled out of her lethargy. She tried to get up and hide her nudity with her hands. Her face was crimson in embarrassment.
Without a word, Art simply walked over to the distressed woman and kissed her fully on the mouth. Brenda collapsed back down on the table with an erotic whimper. My boner had returned with a vengeance. I worked my rigid cock up and down the exposed crack before me until I found and entered Brenda's unoccupied drooling pussy. I was afraid the kitchen table couldn't take the punishment of our carnal adventure but it was sturdier than I thought. Brenda couldn't concentrate on her husband's rising cock, so she put her elbows on the table and closed her eyes as I fucked her from behind. Not to be left out, Art maneuvered his cock under his wife's mouth and pressed it against her lips. Moaning and groaning, we continued to suck and fuck each other for what seemed like a long time. Without warning, Art screamed in orgasm.
This set off a chain reaction as Brenda and I reached our climaxes at the same time. The lewd display of three naked people vulgarly carousing in the kitchen was a vision that has stayed with me for years. We finally parted. Brenda and I collapsed onto kitchen chairs while Art returned to a chair across the table. If anyone had walked in at that moment they would've seen the three of us naked and exposed in erotic stupor. Our clothes were scattered in obscene piles all over the floor. From where I sat, I had an unobstructed view of Brenda's drooling exposed pussy.
A few weeks later we met up again at a Starbucks for coffee. Brenda was a typical mature woman, trying to act more experienced and sure of herself than she really was. "Why don't we go to my place," Brenda offered, "Art is gone, and we can have the place to ourselves!"
"Sounds good to me," I replied. While Brenda made us more coffee, I sat down on the couch and put my feet upon the coffee table. Brenda came into the living room holding two cups of coffee. After we both took a sip of our coffee, I turned and put my arm around Brenda's shoulder and pulled her close. I kissed her ear and she turned and kissed me full on the mouth, and while she pressed harder against me, I could feel the two large breasts this older sexy woman pushed into me. I let my free hand roam over the front of Brenda's chest and she offered no resistance when I squeezed her boob and twisted the hard nipple that was poking through her thin blouse.
"Brenda I really want you," I whispered, as I unbuttoned the front of her blouse.
"Let me help you," she offered, taking over and undoing the rest of the buttons on her shirt.
I never tire of seeing a large pair of tits in a low cut bra, and Brenda had that in spades! "Wow lady," I stammered, "these are the finest boobs I have ever seen in my life!" While maybe not entirely true, Brenda's chest was spectacular enough that for once in my life I wasn't feeding someone a line!