She stood at her back door, looking across the slight roll of the hills that made up her neighborhood. Or development, whatever they where called nowadays. That was the problem, he had claimed last night, that they where changing what everything was called, and fucking it up in the process. What a interesting choice of words, considering what they had been doing.
Sylvia looked at the clock on the microwave in her kitchen, and had to remind herself that her daughter was safely in school. Her husband was god only knew where on some business trip, trying to earn "just one more contract, then we'll go on vacation, you have to understand..." She understood. He wouldn't fuck around on her, he didn't have the imagination for that, but she was still a bored housewife. A mischievous grin snuck onto her face. And that determined her actions, at least in this regard.
Her hand drifted down across the lacy teddy she was wearing. It was see-through, and her full breasts stood from her small frame, her nipples at attention, seemingly straining in the direction he would be coming from. The warm morning wind played through it, and whispered around her shaven cunt. Long dancers legs completed the picture begun by her long brown hair, and hazel eyes, set in the middle of a face that had once been voted Ms Dancer here in the southeast. A finger crossed her nipple, playing with it through the lingerie. He had gotten it for her, as a surprise gift, for their one month anniversary. It was rather ironic that the day was only one day after her daughters same celebration. But then again, it was the same guy.
Marks feet tapped out a steady rhythm on the pavement, as he pushed himself over the hill, and began to let himself go on the down side. It was rather fun, he thought, to not have class. It was some holiday that college got off, but High School did not, which the girls had made a huge stink about last night. In return, Chris and him had cooked for them, always a ordeal certain to invoke laughter hard enough to cause tears. Their respective mothers had worried that when they moved into a apartment together, they might survive on only MRE's. A evil grin crossed his lips, as he thought of the more tasty sustenance he had been living on. Two women, and both of them loved to be eaten. Live did not get much better then this, he realized.
He rounded the corner, and his eyes swept across the street ahead of him. It was a cul-de-sac, and his target was at the end of it. He had to pass between those two houses, to approach the rear of Sylvias Castle, as she liked to call it. The people that lived here seemed to be never home, but they had a dog that once in a while would roam the yard, instead of being locked in the house. No dog today. Mark dipped, leaning forward, and raced forward, pounding out the last bit of his daily run in a mad dash towards his lover.
Sylvia saw him coming, and pushed open the screen door, just as he cleared the two houses that faced her backyard. He saw her as well, and pushed himself up the hill in a final burst of speed. With three long leaps, he approached the fence, and cleared it with one jump. He slowed down, and walked up the hill.
"That's a macho thing, ain't it. You don't want to be seen running up to me, do you?"
"You want people to see me running up to your house at 0730 in the morning, with you dressed in that?"
She laughed, and he followed her inside, wrapping his arms around her waist, kissing her neck gently.
"Can't wait, can you," she moaned, as the sweat of his chest glued them together. Her hands reached back, and long fingers dragged up a dripping back. She loved the way he drove sweat. By the time he got to her house, he would be dripping, and just ready to pound her. She could feel his hard cock pressing into her ass. And that is where she wanted it.
Mark knew what she wanted, his body pressing her forward against the counter, moving his hands up, and cupping her breasts. His fingers began to roll her nipples, massaging and caressing as he nibbled on her ear.
"Is all that for me?" She giggled as she reached between his legs, and began to stroke him through his shorts.
Mark moaned, and bent at the waist, bending her over the counter, kissing from her neck down her back. Slowly, his head pushed the teddy aside, and his tongue found first her ass, then her sweet, dripping cunt. One hand caressed her full, round cheeks, the other still playing with her tits, as he began to suck on her pussy. His tongue slipped across her lips, teasing them, finding her clit, and caressing it, before he pushed in further, then pulled back.
Carefully, he sucked her lips into his mouth, and gently bit them, until he could feel her squirming. His tongue began to flick and tease them, as he moved his hand, so that he could flick her clit while he toyed with her lips.
Her hands grabbed the counter, her knuckles turning white, as he released her lips, and sucked her clit in. Flicking and licking it, he wrapped it up, and began to suck. His hand returned to her ass, and slowly he pushed a single finger into her. Gently he moved it in and out, while he pinched and pulled her nipple.
Sylvia moaned out loud, as his finger began to move in and out of her. Her fingers relaxed slightly, and she began to wiggle her hips in his face, dragging her tits across the cold kitchen counter.
Mark slowly introduced another finger into her ass, as he massaged her clit with his tongue and teeth. Pumping in the same rhythm that his finger was using, he pushed her higher and higher, then suddenly pulled away, pushing his tongue deep up her ass, then inhaling her clit again, and driving his tongue across her clit. Sylvia screamed out when his tongue pushed into her ass. She couldn't even breath as he took control of her clit again. Her legs buckled, and then he wrapped her clit up again and squeezed. She was not able to hold it back anymore, cumming in one torrent into his mouth. Breath came short and sharp, as he tried to stand on her own, but he would not allow it. His tongue never let go, and his fingers kept spreading, then closing, her ass.
The woman came again, again, and again, her clit spasming into her lovers mouth, as he nibbled on it, sucking and flicking it.
"Ohhhh, god, MARK!" Before she could react, he stood up, slamming himself deep up into her pussy, the force of his entry almost lifting her off her feat. She cried out with each thrust, as his hips slammed into her from behind, his cock almost slipping out as he pulled out, then rammed forward again. Her clit could not take it, and came again, feeling tender from the massive abuse. But Mark did not stop, he kept going, until she cried out in one long scream, his fingers holding her ass open for just that opportunity.
Sweat was now dripping of both their bodies, as she tried to hold on to the countertop, his teeth back on her neck. She loved the way he would bite her during sex.
She had learned from her daughter that he did the same thing to her. He claimed he was marking his territory, and she wanted to be marked by him.
The second she screamed, Mark dropped at the knees, his cock slipping out of her. Then he pushed back and up, before dipping into her ass from above, like a sword sliding into a sheath. Lubricated with her own cum, his cock filled her all the way up her tight, sweet ass.
Mark groaned out loud as he slipped into her.
Sylvia moaned out in one, long, drawn out explosion of air, as she got what she had been delirious waiting for all morning.
With long, strong strokes, Mark began to pump in and out of her ass. He was now standing fully erect behind the bent over woman, one hand wrapped up in her long hair, holding her down, the other on her hips. His balls kept smacking into her from below, as he fucked into her harder and harder. Sylvia could do nothing but cry out with each violent entry, like a piston driving a engine, a engine that was racing faster and faster.
Mark loved how tight she was. Not even her daughters ass compared with this. His cock pumped in and out, harder and faster, as he drove himself crazy in her tight box. The familiar tightness was building in his cock, growing out of his balls like the mercury in a bomb timer, rising to a explosion.
Pulling back, so far that he almost popped out, his back arched, he rammed it home into her ass with one final thrust, his head throwing back, and a fierce scream exploding out of his lungs. His cock exploded in her, shooting wave after wave of cum into her ass. Sylvia knew it would happen, and was waiting for it. The second he came in her, she did as well, loving the feeling of his cum splashing off her insides. Their screams mingled in her kitchen, as he once again showed her why out of all the men ever, he was the only one she had a affair with.
Their breathing calmed down, and he gently pulled out of her, sitting her on the counter.
"Hmmmmm, you are delicious."
"Far from as sweet tasting as you are though, baby."
"Do you call my daughter that as well?"
"Don't ask me those questions." He dropped to the floor, and finished of the exercises begun by his run with series of push ups.
"What are you doing this afternoon, Cassie was complaining that she didn't get to see you until late."
"Going to the gym with Chris, he thinks he needs to work out more. She's upset because we are taking Reba, and not her. Not my fault she has debate practice."
Sylvia nodded and poured both of them a glass of orange juice.
