Raking the debris from the gardening chore just completed, Dave glanced over to the house, trying to locate the water spigot. He strolled alongside it looking between plants and shrubs, then located it. He bent down to retrieve the hose, coiled as it was in the bed, picked it up and stood. As he looked up, there was a movement and his eyes were drawn to the window directly in front of him. It was the lady of the house, removing her top while seated at her desk. She was turned away at angle, but Dave could see her ample breasts as they sprung free of the blouse and she raised it over head head entirely and threw it to the floor. He was hypnotized by the sensuousness of the removal, slow and purposeful, as if she were performing like some of the strippers he had seen in person. It was very erotic, he could not belive he was seeing this. He could not help but feel his jeans suddenly uncomfortable with a harder and harder  cock stretching out the front of his pants and sticking out majorly like a small tent there.
Dave looked around and knew before looking that he was utterly private. The street was 60 feet away beyond a dense hedge he had been trimming earlier. He had a screen with the bushes he was next to, from every angle. Still, he looked cautiously around. He turned back around, unzipping in the process, pulling his cock out and holding it, fully erect, in fact, dam near as hard as he had ever felt it. It was almost painful, he thought, looking down at it and stroking it there, slow and smooth strokes whcih primised a much-needed relief. He looked back into the window and he about fell over in surprise….she was there, looking at him, a foot away, her top still off and a very funny smile on her face. She looked directly at him through the glass, then down, where her eye lingered on his raging hard cock, now bouncing on its own. She looked back up and saw her lips move but could not hear her. She pointed to the door and took off.
A few seconds later: “Dave!” He went. As he neared her, he had stuffed his cock back inside his pants but left the fly down in his haste. She smiled still and opened the door. Not a word was spoken. He entered the place and she closed the door. He turned and she was already on her knees, holding her breasts in her hands. He pulled his cock out and looked at her. She stared at it from 3 feet, massaging her tits more and making no move other than the breast arousal which she did seem to enjoy. Dave stroked it briefly and she responded with a moan. Dave stepped forward, and put his cock directly into her wide opening mouth. Her lips closed around his cock and he almost screamed in ecstasy, the entire episode so surprising and out of the blue, so rife with passion and the allowing of more passion, no holds barred. An amazing sense of sexual abandon and lust hit like a gale force wind as he felt her sucking the juices right out of his cock, sucking with intent and total hungry, lip-smacking lust.
He could cum at any moment but was able to manage his orgasm somewhat. He reached down and pulled her to his feet. “Take off your clothes.” was all he could say. She did. She was naked in seconds. He grabbed her shoulders and roughly kissed her, their tongues enwrapping, bodies presssing tight together. He turned her around and bent her at the waist. She was his. He placed his cock on her wet slit and ran it up and down there for a moment or two, sliding his cock over her drenched pussy. Suddenly, he entered her.
His cock felt it would melt inside this hot cumslut married lady. She was beside herself, moaning loud and long and hard, saying “Oh God Yes, fuck me” as he pistoned back and forth and in and out of her hot pussy.”
“Yes, my hot slut. You like this. You like Dave fucking your hot little pussy, don’t you, my naughty slut?” Almost in answer, he felt her convulse. She drenched his cock with her juices, as she shook from pleasure, backing up into him for more and yet more cock. He finally burst……He pulled out quickly and began spewing all over her hot looking ass, cum just spouting as if from a fountain. Quickly his new found cumslut turned and went to her knees, her tongue out and her mouth around his spurting cock. She began sucking it, milking cum and he could hear her gulps as she swallowed every drop. He stayed there, shaking himself, the single most intense orgasm he had ever had. She kept her lips around this new toy. She was not letting this get away and she sucked on it, literally milking his cock of cum. She stayed, too, even after he was finished, sucking away.
“Jesus Christ, baby,” Dave murmurred. He began laughing. She sucked away yet. God, this was going to be too fucking warm in the future, he thought to himself. This bitch is hungry. He smiled.
When two of the hottest guys she’s seen in weeks drop in to do the plumbing? They flirted outrageously and she could see she definitely excited them. That was hot, too. So she undid her top a few buttons more and leaned forward, giving them a beautiful gaze down her cleavage, deep into her braless top. She felt these delicously rough hands inside her top and felt herself leaning over, pushed down by the other hot fellow. When her first guy unzipped his pants and waved his scrumtious-looking cock in her face, it was on. She got it every way she had ever heard of and more. This hot cumslut wife now found out her washer broke! Better make the cumslut call!
