The telephone woke Gloria up.
"Hello?" she said sleepily. She gazed over to the digital alarm clock next to the phone on the bedside table and saw it was past noon. Mathew was still fast asleep beside her.
"Gloria, it's me."
"Bill. When will you be back?"
"Tonight. Around dinner time. I'll take a cab in from the airport. You sound like it was some party last night."
"Mmm. You should have been there."
"I'm sorry, dear. But the fog's clearing up and the airport should be open again later this afternoon."
"Alright. I'll have dinner waiting for you."
"How's Mathew?"
Gloria smiled to herself. "Fine. Just fine. How's what's-her-name?"
There was a pause. "Very funny."
Gloria was referring, of course, to her husband's young mistress, Kathy.
"You should bring her over for dinner," Kathy said. "Mathew would love to meet her."
"I can see you're in a great mood."
"Actually I am. Just teasing, dear."
"Well, you'll be happy to know I spent the night alone. With the exception of a bottle of whiskey." Gloria was tempted to say she spent the night alone, with the exception of Mathew. Just then Mathew's sleepy voice sounded.
"Gloria… what time is it?"
Gloria covered the mouthpiece with her hand. "Sshh, dear, your father's on the line. He'll be back for dinner tonight."
"Great. We'll have the whole day in bed together." He pressed up against her and reached under the covers, caressing her muff.
"Mathew… please…" she giggled. "Hello? Gloria, are you there?"
"Oh, sorry, dear. I, uh, just heard Mathew downstairs making breakfast."
Mathew disappeared under the bedsheets, giggling. He spread her legs open and she felt his mouth pressing against her vagina.
"How did he enjoy the party last night?"
"He didn't. You know he hates parties."
"He should find a girl and get laid."
"What does that have to do with last night's party?" Gloria was beginning to find it difficult to concentrate on what her husband was saying.
"Nothing. Just a thought."
"Why don't you introduce him to Kathy?"
"I'm afraid he'll take her away from me."
"I'll bet."
"My, we are in a good mood this morning."
"Just letting everything hang out, darling."
"That's my line."
"Give it to me tonight."
"I just might do that."
"It's been so long I thought you've forgotten how. Bring the girl over and we'll have an orgy."
"I'll think about it. Okay, baby, I better be going. Business awaits."
"I thought you said she wasn't there."
"Funny, funny. See you tonight. Say hello to Mat for me."
"I will. See you tonight."
She hung up the phone, giggling like a little girl, and reached under the covers to pull up the teen.
He wiped his mouth. "What a great way to start the morning."
"Beats orange juice, eh?"
"I'll say!"
"So, what shall we do today?"
"Stay in bed." He grabbed her hand. "Feel me."
He brought her hand under the covers and placed it on his erect cock.
She stroked it lovingly, pulling him toward her with her other arm.
"Kathy's dad's mistress, isn't she?" he said. "Yes. Let's not talk about her."
"Is she pretty?"
"I don't know. I've only heard her voice over the phone. Quite by accident, I hasten to add."
"Did she sound pretty?"
"You remember the Wicked Witch of the North in The Wizard of Oz?"
He chuckled. "Yeah."
"It sounded like her sister." The teen broke up.
When they had finished laughing, Gloria said, "Now let's forget about her. We've got more important things to think about."
"Such as?"
"Such as you and men."
"I'm so horny I can hardly stand it. Let's fuck."
"You have a way with words."
They kissed, the teen's chest pressing hard against Gloria's tits. He felt her nipples digging into his flesh. Gloria reached down and stroked his hard penis with the flat of her palm.
"Oh, Gloria," he sighed. "I love you. You make me feel so good…"
"I'll make you feel even better today, my sweet."
She opened her legs and reached down to guide his hard prick into her steamy portal of pleasure. Her back arched involuntarily as he slipped his ten inch dick between her pouting cunt lips.
"Jesus," she moaned.
"Ohhh, man," he sighed.
His cock reamed directly against her swollen nubbin, flattening it vp against her cuntal ceiling. A warm rush of tingling sensations ran through her. She shuddered with delight, a smile spreading on her face.
He was all the way inside her, his balls rubbing against her muff.
They French kissed, his tongue tracing patterns on her teeth and gums and the insides of her cheeks.
"Slowly," she instructed him. "Slip it into me very slowly… that's it… all the way in… ohhh Mathew I adore your cock!"
His cock sliced effortlessly through her inner cuntal flesh, like a sharp knife cutting through warm butter. He could feel her cuntal muscles tugging on his tool each time he slipped out of her.
He became more excited and found it increasingly difficult to keep up the slow cock strokes. His instincts told him to let Gloria really have it, to shove his dick into her faster and faster.
But to please her, he concentrated hard and kept the slow pace, sometimes getting carried away and pulling his cock all the way out of her cunt. Then he would have to struggle awkwardly to slip it back into her, his heart pounding like a jackhammer against his heaving chest.
"Let me go faster," he panted. "I can't keep going so slow…"
Gloria opened her mouth to tell him to go faster but nothing came out. She arched her back and the teen fell her fuck channel flooding with a sudden onrush of hot pussy juice.
She reached a thundering orgasm, writhing beneath him, her ass digging into the mattress.
He took that as his cue and slammed into her with all his strength.
"Ohh Lord!" she screamed, her fingernails raking down his back, leaving red welts.
He reached under her ass and cupped her buttocks, raising her up off the bed and getting on his knees. He was so aroused, the fuck sensations were so close to exploding inside him, he was trembling violently.
He rammed into her, her ass hovering over the bed.
He looked down, the bedsheets now falling down his back and over his ass, exposing them both, and watched his cock going in and out of her. He had never seen his cock looking so thick before. It amazed even him!
He saw her glistening red cunt flesh blossoming outward each time he pulled from her hot depths, then, the flower-like flesh would wilt and collapse inward as he thrust forward.
His balls slapped loudly against her muff, beginning to tighten and preparing to shoot out its precious cum load.
"Fuck me!" she cried out hysterically, her body bathed in sweat.
The sheets became entangled around his legs. But that didn't deter him. He pounded into her relentlessly, giving her clitoris the battering of its life.
She climaxed again, throwing her head back and howling like an animal in heat.
"Faster!" she screamed. "Mathew. Mathew… it's too good… I'm melting… I can feel your cockhead slamming right against my backbone. You're going to split me right in half!"
He moaned incessantly, and Gloria could tell from the expression on his tightened face that he was near cumming. She humped back at him, wanting to reach at least another climax before he released his spicy seed inside her.
He stopped.
"Don't," she pleaded. "I'm almost there again…"
"Just a second," he panted. "Otherwise I'm going to fuck cunt." He winced as the hot cum fell back into his balls, only a little of it oozing out his swollen prick head, lodged deep inside her pussy.
Then he continued, slamming into her harder than ever, as if to make up for the momentary lull in his fuck stokes.
Gloria reached another orgasm, and it surpassed her wildest expectations. She screamed with passion, her legs tightening around the teen's waist until he was gasping for breath.
"You're wonderful, wonderful!" she sobbed, her body wracked by intense cunt sensations. They spread upward from her thrusting loins to blanket her entire body.
She could feel her body temperature rising dramatically.
He was ramming into her so hard he had her pressed back against the backboard, her body beginning to curl. She dug her teeth into his shoulder, tears streaming down her face.
He let out a strangled whimper and thrust up into her to the hilt, corkscrewing his dick deep inside her.
Then he climaxed.
She clutched him tightly to her, not feeling the discomfort of being hunched against the backboard. She let out a scream and came also. Together they reveled in the magical sensations pulsating through them in ever-widening waves of cosmic energy.
It was as if they were hovering over the bed, weightless.
He grabbed her tits, squeezing them, adding to her pleasure. He bucked into her again and again, short but penetrating thrusts that sent his enormously thick cock deep into her womb.
It jerked inside her, ejaculating spasmodically, his thick stringy cum further adding to her wet, slippery passage, thoroughly lubricating his fuck strokes.
She wept in ecstasy.
He trembled so much his teeth started to chatter.
It seemed to go on forever. The pleasure, for them both, was immeasurable. Mat thought he would pass out.
When it was over they lay in each other's arms, unable to move, barely able to breath. He pressed his cheek between the deep valley of Gloria's tits, and listened to her hammering heartbeat.
He remained hard inside her.
After a few minutes had passed she felt him moving, his pelvis making familiar motions against her.
"You are a remarkable lover," Gloria whispered, biting the teen's earlobe sensually. "In such a short space of time too. You amaze me, sweetheart. God, you really do."
"It's your beautiful cunt," he whispered back. "I can't get enough of it."
"We were wade for each other."
"Yes. We were."
She wrapped her legs around his slim ass cheeks and felt his cock moving slowly in and out of her, as if in slow motion.
"You know just how to please me," she gasped.
"Mmm. Practice makes perfect…"
"So sweet… so very, very sweet."
She felt her clit button being rubbed by his helmet-shaped cockhead. Getting caught under the sculptured ridge of the head. Sensations from deep inside her burgeoned outward, bringing with them a renewed river of her pussy juice.
His ass cheeks hollowed out as he pressed into her, turning his loins so his cock could corkscrew its way deep inside her. She moaned, combing her fingers through his long curly blond hair.
"I wish your father could fuck this well," she groaned, writhing ecstatically.
"I thought you said he's had a lot of women."
"He has. Since he was younger than you. But that doesn't necessarily mean he knows how to please a woman. He can be good in bed, yes, but he's not consistent. He fires of a woman easily. The young girl he has now probably won't last long."
"I'd never want a mistress if I was married to you."
"Ohh… that's nice, Mat… yes, that… mmmm… you're so sweet to me…"
He started stabbing his cock into her faster. His blood began to boil. Her cunt was very hot now. Hot and slippery.
"Sweet Mother of God!" she squealed, her eye lashed fluttering like two tiny bird's wings.
She came, her fingers digging into his soft flanks.
"Don't stop," she sighed. "Don't… ever… stop…"
She reached down and rubbed her middle finger against his moist ass crevice, feeling his puckered asshole. Hooking her finger between his quivering ass cheeks, she pressed against the entrance to his shit passage.
"What are you doing?" he panted between sharp, penetrating thrusts.
"You'll see. It'll feel good. Don't move around so much…"
"Ohh!" he said in surprise.
He felt her finger slipping into his rectum and inside his shit channel.
"Jesus!"
"Feel good?"
She jammed her finger all the way up his asshole, the tip of it pressing against his sensitive prostate gland. Massaging it.
Mat was climbing the wall in ecstasy. He had a sudden uncontrollable desire to shoot his heavy cum load. Each time she pressed against his prostate he lurched forward.
She imitated his fuck thrusts, sending her finger in and out of his butt hole at the same time he fucked her.
"Wow!" he enthused. "Great! Feels really good!"
He slammed into her harder. Her legs tightened their scissors hold around him. His flesh was hot and moist with sweat. She pounded back against him.
She reached another breathtaking orgasm, making guttural noises from the back of her throat.
"Can't… hold… on… much… longer…"
"Try, my sweet… try!"
But he couldn't. Her fingertip dug into his prostate and he yelped, his eyes wide with pleasure. He came inside her, sucking madly on her pointed nipple, nuzzling it with his teeth.
He felt his flesh melting into Gloria's. He felt himself sinking into her gaping pussy, as if it were a vacuum, sucking his entire body into her. He almost thought his balls were going to be swallowed up by her hungry twat. She was pounding hard against him, her finger still working in and out of his shit hole, now moistened by his natural ass secretions.
They clutched each other and she pulled her finger out, letting him spend the last fleeting seconds of his pleasure thrill ramming into her all he wanted, the bedsprings screaming in her ears.
After she had caught her breath, the teen having pulled out of her and now lying beside her, she said, "Let's take a shower. I think we can both use one."
"Great idea!" He leapt naked out of her bed, his cock dangling impressively low and thickly limp between his pale thighs.
"You should get some sun on your body," she suggested, getting up and stretching languidly, the sunlight streaming through the adjacent bedroom window making patterns on her flesh. "I bet you would look wonderful with a dark tan."
"I bet you would too," he said, watching her stretch. "We should sun bathe naked out back by the pool."
"What about the neighbors?"
"Oh, they couldn't see us. Not with all the shrubs and bushes and stuff."
"I suppose you're right. I never thought of doing it before, but then neither of us are really sun worshippers."
"If I was sunning myself beside you I could become one."
She laughed. "I bet you could. God, isn't this wonderful? I mean, you and I. I feel like a teenager myself. I guess being married to an older man makes one feel older too, even though that's the exact opposite reason your father married me."
"He wanted a nice piece of ass."
She smiled. "Right."
"What do you think he'd do if he ever found out about us? What we did last night. And now."
"Oh, I don't know. One thing I do know. You must promise me never to teli anyone about our… special relationship. And I mean no one. Especially not your father."
"Okay. But, really, what do you think he'd do?" Gloria thought a moment, then smiled. "It's hard to say. Who'd know what to expect when a father finds out his son has been sleeping with his wife. Oddly enough, I think he'd be amused. Furious at first. Then maybe he'd laugh at the whole thing, as if it couldn't possibly be taken seriously."
"You take it serious, though, don't you?"
She opened her arms and he came to her. "Yes," she said, embracing him tightly, "I certainly do. More serious than I've taken anything before."
"I've been dreaming of this for… for as long as I've known you. When Dad first brought you over to the house. That very night I jerked off in bed thinking of you. What we would do in bed together."
Gloria blushed: "You're really something. I guess it's true that saying about having to watch out for the quiet ones. One never knows what they're thinking. God, I never could have guessed that about you!"
He laughed. "My own little secret!"
"Until last night."
"I'm glad it's no longer a secret."
"So am I. Now let's take that shower. I'll wash you first."
"No! I'll wash you!"
Gloria turned on the hot water faucet, waited until steam was pouring out of the shower stall, clouding the bathroom mirror, then adjusted the cold water so the spraying water was just the right temperature.
They both climbed into the stall, closing the glass door behind them.
He took the bar of fragrant soap in his hands and worked up a lather. Gloria stood under the cascading water until she was thoroughly wet.
"That feels delicious," she said, closing her eyes and letting the water fall on her face.
Mat wiped the strands of wet hair from his eyes and began washing her tits, loving the slippery feel of her tit globes under his fingers. Her nipples were soon very erect.
Then he got on his knees and washed her belly and cunt, his fingers digging into her sex.
"If you keep that up it's going to be very difficult for me to keep standing!" she warned him, his fingertips seeming to send electrical impulses up and down her entire body.
She looked down and saw his cock was now semi-erect, his well-hung balls dripping water, the two sacs pronounced and slightly red from the hot water. She wanted to get down and suck them but held herself back. Mat was enjoying himself too much to be suddenly interrupted. And Gloria was enjoying it too.
When he had finished soaping her cunt and the soap had been washed down her long shapely legs, he gripped hold of her buttocks and pressed his lips against her pussy, the water cascading down on his head.
She laid the flat of her hand on his head, feeling weak in the knees.
His tongue whipped across her clit button. She started to moan.
"Mat… I won't he able to stand up much longer… Jesus that feels good… your tongue is fantastic. It knows just where to go…"
The teen ignored her.
She reached up and held onto the top of the shower door, to keep from sinking to the floor. She pressed her cheek against the crook of her elbow and moaned, the pleasure sensations inching their way up her belly.
She started to tremble.
His middle finger pressed against her asshole.
"Ohhh sweet Jesus," she murmured to herself. His middle finger pressed harder and her rectum opened for it. It slowly disappeared inside. She held onto the top of the door for dear life.
His tongue slapped against her swollen nubbin of pleasure, his finger going in and out of her. She felt weaker and weaker.
"Oh, Mathew!" she gasped; "Ahh!"
He tasted the sudden flood of her cunt juice, his tongue continuing to whip frantically against her clitoris.
Her legs felt rubbery. She could barely stand up. She looked down and saw his cock was completely erect. Her mouth watered. She had a sudden desire to suck it, to taste his jism as she had the previous night. She remembered how sweet and creamy and delicious he had tasted. Like aged wine going down her throat.
She cried out, reaching a devastatingly intense climax. She felt herself falling to her knees. The teen saw she couldn't stand any longer and pulled his digit out of her bung hole. He helped her down to her knees and was surprised to feel her lips on his glans, her fist tightly clamping over his tumescent member.
Her fleshy pink tongue drilled excitingly into his gaping piss slit, drawing out of it fresh, spicy-tasting droplets of watery pre-cum. He rested on his knees, his member jutting out from his loins, while she faced him, also on her knees, the water falling over them both.
He loved the way she was able to take all ten inches of his thick tool between her lips and suck on it like it was a big piece of candy. It was obvious just how much she loved his cock!
He placed his hand on the top of her head, pressing the back of his head against the tiled wall of the shower, and felt her hand grabbing hold of his balls and squeezing them the way he often did when he masturbated.
She separated the two sacs in her hand, pressing them with her forefinger, rubbing them together, feeling their impressive cum-weight.
Her tongue rubbed along the underside of his gorged shaft as her mouth dripped saliva. Her head bobbed up and down continuously. She couldn't get enough of his cock!
"Go to it, baby," be moaned. "Ohhh shit I can feel it… yes! Yes!"
He watched the way the water rolled down her naked body. It mesmerized and excited him. Water rolling down her shoulders, down her arms, pooling along the seam where her legs pressed together as she knelt in front of him, her head bent as she ardently sucked and fisted his stiff tool.
Water dripped down her hanging tits, rolled off her elbows, down her curved back and disappeared between her ass cheeks.
Unable to remain on his knees any longer because his legs were going numb, he sat, springing his legs forward, then bringing them around Gloria's hunched-over body and pressing them against her legs.
As he positioned himself, the woman continued to fist and suck, completely unaware of his sudden movements. Or of the water falling down over them. Or the steam filling the shower stall, making it increasingly more difficult to breathe normally.
All she could think of was the teen's thick long cock. It filled her senses completely, creating an entirely new world for her. She could almost taste the cum in her mouth already, her taste buds tingling with anticipation.
He began humping up into her mouth, his palms pressed on the tiled floor on either side of him, acting as springs as he thrust himself between her lips.
It suddenly hit him. Although he imagined himself fucking his step-mother many times he never really thought it would actually happen. Just the stuff of which wet dreams were made.
But it had happened. He was no longer a virgin! He wanted to proclaim it to the world, wanted to tell anyone who would listen that he had fucked this beautiful young woman now bent over him.
Who would believe it? But he knew he could never tell anyone.
"Ohhh fuck!" he said through clenched teeth.
He reared up, pressing down on his palms, his ass up off the tiled shower floor. He bit his lower lip and threw his head back, nearly banging it against the wall.
Then he reached orgasm, his arms trembling with the weight of his hovering body. He stayed suspended as the first wad of cum shot into Gloria's mouth. Then he groaned and sat back down, his back slipping down the wall until he was nearly fully prone on the floor.
It was sheer ecstasy!
And the water falling over his naked body made it even better. More erotic. More sensual.
He thought, I wonder what it's like fucking in the shower… all that hot water going into Gloria's cunt as I rammed my dick into her.
"Ohh shit!" he squealed, his face screwing up tightly with emotion. He sighed deeply as wads continued shooting out of his cock hole. Gloria was barely able to swallow it all, and cope with his writhing body and jerking cock at the same time.
Globs of spent semen oozed out of the corner of her mouth.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he cried ecstatically.
She rubbed her finger along his ass crevice, not slipping it up inside his rectum, just rubbing it against the puckered hole. The eighteen-year-old teen loved it!
"Fuck!"
Her mouth was like a vacuum cleaner, sucking every drop of creamy sauce from inside his bouncing scrotum. And loving every drop!
When he was completely milked of jism she continued to suck. He tried to pull her away but she gripped his erect tool firmly and just wouldn't give up. The teen could feel another orgasm building.
"Oh, man, this one is going to be the best ever!" he cried aloud, his eyes bright with anticipation.
She was like a woman possessed. Sucking and fisting. Over and over.
He humped up at her again, his body suddenly alive again. Revitalized!
"Gloria… I love you! I love your tongue… your lips… Jesus!"
She didn't say a word. Just kept on sucking. Her fist went up and down over the lower portion of his tumescence. She wasn't going to stop until she tasted more of his jism!
"Intense!" the excited teen called out, his voice echoing in the stall. "I can feel it, baby, I can fucking feel it!"
His words encouraged her to suck harder. Her tongue roamed all over his hard tool, getting to know every square inch of it as intimately as possible. She dipped her head lower, her lips kissing his hairless globes.
Then she took one globe in her mouth and sucked on it like a piece of candy. Then she sucked on the other ball. Then both of them together, rolling them around in her mouth, driving the teen up the walls with pleasure.
"Gloria! Oh God!" he screamed, holding her head with both hands, forcing it down on him.
His cock was standing up straight as a soldier at attention, the mushroomed head more swollen than he had ever seen it before. It oozed watery fluid which was instantly caught by the shower water and soon lost down the drain as it spun around near Gloria's knees.
"Suck it, baby," he moaned. "Suck my fucking cock right off!"
She masturbated him, eyeing his prick hungrily, holding herself back so that when she tasted his dick again it would be even more pleasurable.
He humped into the hollow of her fist, at the same time reaching down to try to thrust a finger or two into her hairy pussy. But he couldn't because she kept her knees together. She didn't care about cumming herself now. All she wanted was another taste of his spurting cock.
She let go of his prick and it sprang back, slapping against his belly. Without further ado, she began sucking it again, this time more feverishly than before, if that was possible.
He felt the jism rising up his shaft, burning hot and full of prickly sensations.
"Here goes!" he choked.
His cock spurted like a fountain between her lips. His first cum wad splashed against the roof of her mouth, the others against her teeth and gums, getting caught between the spaces of her teeth, falling on her tongue, oozing down her throat.
The cock sensations had his ass hopping wildly again, but it wasn't a mere copy of the previous orgasm. This one nearly tore his head off. He couldn't believe the sheer pleasurable force of it. As if his cock was being split in half as the fuck fluid shot up his cock shaft.
"More! More! More!" he cried in ecstasy.
Gloria was in seventh heaven. His cock sauce was even spicier than before, though there wasn't quite as much of it this time. Her throat muscles worked overtime as she struggled to swallow and keep his jerking, trembling member from falling out of her mouth.
She succeeded admirably well, sucking on his dancing cock for all it was worth.
When he had again been milked completely dry of cum she let his cock free and it shriveled up between his thighs. His heart was pounding unmercifully. He was gasping for breath. His lungs ached.
The shower water was beginning to turn cold. They had been under it for a long time.
"What a rush," he exhaled, smiling at her as she ran her tongue over her cum-stained lips.
"Delicious," she breathed. Her body was pink from the hot water.
Mathew giggled. "I never felt so clean in all my life!"
They kissed and the teen tasted his own spent semen on her lips and smelled it on her breath.
"It's getting cold," she whispered. "I'll towel you off."
They got weakly to their feet and Gloria turned off the water. It suddenly seemed very quiet now that the water wasn't rushing over them like a miniature waterfall.
Shivering slightly, they stepped out of the shower stall and Gloria began drying him. He reached for another towel and patted her tits.
"You're so beautiful," he said.
"You're not so bad looking yourself, kiddo."
"I bet you say that to all your step-sons."
"No. Not all of them," she replied, kissing him, her tongue going into his mouth. They fell to their knees on the bathroom floor and she reached down to tug on his limp peter.
In no time at all it was hard again.