Me and my husband loved 'Swinger Parties.' And no, I don't mean dancing. We had recreational screwing with other couples. I loved switching fuck partners. And so did my hedonistic hubby.
But this summer all of our fuck buddies were on vacation. And my husband was overseas for three months.
Now I had a VERY uncontrollable itch between my legs. I desperately needed something long and hard to scratch that itch... I ordered a pizza, hoping the delivery driver would be male.
Dropping my panties I waited for my prey... The doorbell rang. Soon a tall young stud was at the door. "Hi, ma'am. Here's your pizza, hot and ready."
"I love it hot and ready. Come inside young man, and I'll give you your tip." The second he stepped in I pounced like a tigress. Kissing him furiously, my fingers pulled down his zipper and yanked out his cock.
"Wait ma'am, I...!"
"Shut up and get hard." Under my expert stroking his boner popped right up. I pinned him against the wall and lifted my skirt. My cunt was hot, wet and ready. "I'm gonna fuck you to death." My hips pushed forward as his thick knob pierced my gash. "Dude you got a big hammer."
My wet cunt slid back and forth in a fuck rhythm. Pulling out my boobs, I pushed them to the guy's mouth. "Suck my nipples." His tongue swirled around my nips. "No. Bite 'em dammit!" He did and I squealed in orgasm.
"Ahh, Yesss!" His prick spewed at the same time, and my convulsing pussy milked out every drop of jism.
The delivery guy tucked in his dick and ran out the door. "Thanks for the tip Crazy Lady!"
My burning itch was relieved... for now. Little did I know that more fortune would 'swing' my way. Stepping into the shower, I noticed an aluminum pole swinging around outside the window. "That's right. Diego, the pool cleaner, is here today. Excellent."
I set another trap. Throwing on my flimsiest robe I ran outside. "Yoo-hoo, Diego I have your check for this month."
He looked up, waving his twelve-foot pole. My pussy cringed. "Oh thanks ma'am."
Holding out the check I dropped it on purpose. "Oh silly me." As I bent over my left breast accidentally fell out. I could feel his stare. Pretending not to notice I handed Diego the payment.
He blushed. "Um, Mrs. Cherie. Your titty needs tucked in."
"Thanks." I fixed my robe. "Diego are you graduating this year?"
"Yes ma'am, next week. And tomorrow's my birthday. I'll be nineteen."
"Happy Fucking Birthday!" I kissed his cheek. "Hey Diego, in honor of your birthday why don't I make dinner for you? Oh and young man, what do you want for your birthday?"
"I want what all nineteen-year-old guys want. And you know what that is..."
"Yes Diego. You want pussy."
"What? No ma'am...I was gonna say beer." I laughed at his dick-denying. "Sure ma'am. Dinner would be great."
My cunt throbbed like crazy. Later that day in the evening, I showered and shaved my pussy...shaved my pubes into a heart. Then I slipped on a tight halter top, no bra, and hot pink shorts. I sprayed perfume over my neck, down my cleavage and even a squirt on my pussy slit. It burned.
The tight outfit showed off my aroused nipples, crinkly areolas, and the puffy lips of my camel toe.
Soon, I heard Diego's motorcycle roar up. "Come in Diego. Let's get cozy and eat."
We sat close to each other, and I served seafood with oysters. "Diego since you'll be old enough to drink in a few hours, I have some wine for us." We spent the night eating, drinking, talking and drinking. With every drink he fell further into my web.
"Well, it's getting late Mrs. Cherie. I better go home."
"Go home and do what?"
"Watch Star Trek, of course."
"Oh, I love Star Trek. Take me with you."
"Really? On my Harley?"
"Yep. I also love to ride Hogs." He was stunned but nodded. I hopped on his bike, holding his chest while squishing my boobs against his back. We drove to his house.
"My parents are home, but the lights aren't on." Of course I knew what they were doing, but Diego was oblivious. "I'll just have a looksie."