Going home from school, a teen gets surprised; a neighbour's filthy wife

My neighbour has a lazy wife, and everyone knows. It's a small town. She entertains herself with her legs open 24/7, while her husband is on business for most of the year. That's what I was told.

On my way home from school one day, she called me from her front door.

"Martin!"

"Mrs. Smith?"

She waved at me, "Come here!"

I approached her and asked if she was okay.

"My internet's down. "My internet is down. Would you like to take a look?"

She must know that I will be studying IT at college next semester. "Ok. Sure, Mrs. Smith."

I entered her home and was led upstairs by her. I couldn't look away from her round faces and thick thighs as she swerved those hips in front of me.

She led me to the computer, and I was seated. The computer would not turn on. It wasn't plugged in, so I checked around.

"Mrs. "Mrs.

She replied, "Oh my," with a wicked smirk. She dropped to her stomach and said, "Let me just," before getting on her feet.

My slutty wife reached her hand to my thighs

She looked up at me and bit her bottom lip. As she stroked past her cock, I felt a sudden heat surge in my body. It was getting difficult.

She purred, "Hello there", and pulled my shorts off in one swift movement. She opened her plump, red lips to take me in her arms.

It was hot and humid. Her tongue wrapped around my cock, her head bobbing up, down, giving me a blowjob. One hand stroking my legs, the other between her legs.

I whispered, "Deeper...slower,"

She stood up, took off her dress and sat down on my hard cock. While I groaned, she slowly moved. Her pussy was so swollen, the juices were running down her legs. She began to grind on me, swirling her hips in my face, and then she started grinding on me.

"Slower, I'm gonna cum," I groaned. She was also coming.

A sudden heat surge hit me and I couldn't hold it any longer.

"You made me squirt, boy! Martin, Fuck me more!" she demanded while she grasped my throat. It was too much. It was too much. The rush of her tight, hot pussy and firm hand on my throat, the heat from her hot squirt... It was hard for me to keep going.

I grabbed her hips, and slammed my head harder into her. She cried out, "Ah! Wait!" "You're too ..."" I lifted her from my hips, and then slammed my large cock inside. She was twitching in pain and pleasure as her hot pussy swirled around me.

It was still difficult. I lifted her onto the table. I ordered her to dress up, and she followed me around the desk.

"Martin, I ..." she sighed.

I said, "I'm not done," tearing open her front dress. The bra was barely enough to cover her rock-hard nipples and perky tits.

I pulled her closer and let her hang over the table, while I held her tits. My cock was still damp from the squirt, and she glided between her tits effortlessly.

The bra broke and I pulled her tits together, pinching her hard nipples as I fist her between my boobs. She began to moan and moved one hand between her legs.

"No," she snapped, pulling her hand away. "You've had enough!"

Martin, I'm so soaked, I need you to come right away."

His slutty wife plead

"Shut up," she whimpered and began licking my genitals. "That's right. Suck my balls, you slut," she whimpering, and I groaned, fucking between her tits. She begged Martin between licks. "Please Martin, I can't wait!"

"You need to be quiet, that's all you need!" I responded, losing my patience.

I pulled my cock out from under her tits, and slapped her between her legs. This made her moan even more.

"Oh, you like that?" I asked her, and slapped her harder. She threw her knees together, whimpering. "Don't close your legs on me. Do you know your husband is a slut husband?" I snapped, pushing my knees out and dropping my balls in her wet mouth.

I was not done with her. I pulled her hair out of my mouth and spit in it. She groaned even more. I spat again in her mouth and shoved my cock into it.

It was so hot in that goddamn mouth.

As she held her head, I pulled my cock into her throat. She didn't even sneeze, "Oh, you like that?" I glanced down and her eyes were full of delight.

It was clear that my hard cock was moving in her throat, and it made me mad. I pulled my cock out to let her catch her breath, but she grabbed my stomach and shoved me back into her.

My thick, hard cock was holding me tight. I was getting closer. I was getting very close. I tried to grab her tits and stroking her hard nipples while watching her hips rise in pain as my lips were sliding out of her mouth. I left her high and dry.

I took my cock out from her mouth and leaned over to slide my cock between her thighs, pressing them together with one of my hands. Fucking her tits I leaned over to slip my other hand between her legs. First, fast and then slower.

She whimpered, quivering, and said, "Martin, I can't wait...

I crossed my finger over her clit once more. I felt her muscles tighten under my fingertip. We were both close.

I held her head, and then I slipped my cock into her mouth. I wanted to get in her throat. I was never allowed to do that by senior girls. They can't even swallow it in their throats,

I was fucking her more now, my cock pulsed, ready for the next. Finally, she let me touch her. As I moved in her throat, her back was arched, pushing, still pushing, keeping my load in her mouth , and watching her quick fingers as she came hard to wet the table with a mixture of my cum and her squirt.