The day was hot, as most summer days are, in Southern Arizona. Not a breeze was blowing and the sun beat down mercilessly to bring the temperature up well over the 100 degree mark.
Randi Wallace lay, naked on the couch, with only a small fan blowing warm air over her. She longed for coolness, but because she was rubbing her hands over her sexy body she was only making herself hotter.
Randi wished that Dave, her husband, would walk in a catch her at her solitary game and get horny enough to want to fuck right there in the living room with the curtains opened and the neighbors watching. Randi wasn't just horny -- she was a bit of an exhibitionist too.
The longer she thought of Dave and how he looked with no clothing on and a hard on that he needed to stick up inside of her, the worse she wanted to cum.
The only problem was that Dave had been transferred to an over seas position and he wouldn't be available to scratch that itch way up inside of her for several months.
Randi sighed in longing for Dave -- or for any dude who wanted to fuck. Her whole body seemed inflamed and she needed release but she realized that she would have to adjust to not getting laid whenever she wanted.
Randi sat on the side of the couch and caught a view of herself in the big mirror. The reflection that she saw was one of a tall woman, big boned but slender. Her legs were long; sitting with them spread apart she looked at her own cunt and felt herself getting hotter.
She appraised her tits and thought to herself that for a woman of thirty she was in pretty damn good shape. Her boobs stood straight out from her body and the nipples were large and dark with the centers of erectable tissue sticking upward. As she thrust her back forward her tits pointed straight up and she was pleased with the picture of herself in the mirror.
She scooted forward to sit right at the edge of the couch and then she spread her legs as far apart as she could get them. Sitting there, in the most revealing position she could get in and still look at herself she knew that she would have to relieve herself.
She needed a fuck desperately but since one was not available to her she felt she would go crazy if she didn't finger fuck herself. She hadn't played with herself since she was a girl because she'd had boyfriends along the way who took care of her needs. And then Dave was the answer to her prayers.
She sat and thought for a moment about Dave and his big cock. The image that came to her mind was not of Dave and her but of Dave alone. She saw in her mental image her husband lying naked on a sandy beach jacking off and the image served only to make her need for relief even more.
Randi began to slide her hands up and down her naked body and she automatically began to squirm and respond to the touch of her own hand.
When she brought one hand to play with her already erect nipples, the other one went naturally to her cunt. While she manipulated the nipples with one hand she began to slide her finger in and out of herself. Immediately the heat increased and she began to ooze the magic fluid that smells and tastes so good, that gooey stuff that lubricates the channel of love.
As hot juices were seeping from her sex hungry cunt, she changed the finger fucking from a single digit to two, then three and finally all four fingers were bunched together and she was sliding most of their entire length in and out with vigor.
The hand that was working over her tits was hot and dry and even though it stimulated her, she remembered to lick her fingers and leave them slimy with her own spit, then when she began to squeeze and knead that sensitive tissue, the hot wetness from her own mouth added to the wonderful feelings.
The sexy lady had needed sex so badly that she came quickly. The combination of own fantasy, that of her naked husband jacking himself off on the beach, the fact that she was watching her solo performance in the mirror and her true physical need to come all combined to rush her into a powerful climax.
She began feeling the muscles contract and relax and she knew that she would soon be coming. Rather than just thrust in and out, in and out, Randi stopped for a brief moment and rubbed the swollen lump that was her clit. With just the tip of her index finger she excited herself to new heights. She rubbed and circled the little nub with her finger and when it seemed that she was going to come again, she stopped once more.
Without realizing it at first, Randi had begun to talk to herself; when she wasn't uttering words of endearment for her own ears she was groaning with the ecstasy that she was giving herself.
Finally, she closed her eyes to close out the image of herself in the mirror and she concentrated solely on getting off.
She thought only of her naked love and the feeling that she was giving to herself while she pumped first in and out and then stroked the hot little button that seemed to be the center of her nervous system.
She brought herself, time and again, right to the brink but each time she made herself wait. She wanted this orgasm to be a gut-wrenching, mind-blowing climax that would leave her satisfied.
After several minutes of thinking about Dave, she let her mind wander to an incident that had occurred years before and she dwelled on that sex fantasy for a while.
In the fantasy, Randi was standing under a bedroom window watching a man please his wife. She had passed through the couple's yard in search for her kitten and only accidentally saw the couple fucking. At first the eighteen year old girl was shocked and then curious, so she had backed up to stand in the shadows of a nearby tree and watch the sex show unfolding before her. The man inside was making passionate and tender love to the woman who lay receptive and eager beneath him.
Randi had watched in awe as the man had kissed the lady so passionately. She watched him fondle her and whisper softly in her ear. Although his voice was beyond the range of hearing, Randi knew that he was telling the lady what he was going to do to her because the woman cried out, "Oh, yes! Do it! Do it to me!"
Randi had become so aroused by the scene in the window that she had masturbated herself while she watched.
Now, that scene came back to her as she once more was masturbating herself. She continued to squirm and wiggle her ass about while she manipulated the wet and needy cunt that she still could see in the mirror.
While she continued to work on the now rigid clit and to massage the lips of her cunt, Randi watched a creamy river pour out of herself.
She needed to finish up because she was getting too excited to continue playing with herself and then prolong the pleasure. Her hips got into the action more, she continued thrusting back and forth to meet the pressures of her fingers and the pleasure was getting more intense by the moment.
Speaking aloud, Randi told herself, "Faster baby. Faster. In can take it, I can do it... I'm going to get it..." and with that she began to come.
What she experienced was not a simple, routine relief. She began to experience an orgasm that was so intense she cried out loud her pleasure. That the neighbors might hear her fingering herself into such delights was not a concern. She was too absorbed in the feelings.
Randi couldn't have cared less what the neighbors might think; she was too engrossed in the finger fucking she was giving herself to even consider the noises she was making.
She kept pumping her fingers in and out and within a couple of minutes she was cumming again. She began then to hammer her bunched up fingers into herself and the orgasm went on and on. Fluids gushed from her as she came and the slurping noises she made actually caused the climax to last longer.
The sounds she made changed from rational words to animal sounds of lust and pleasure, "Unnnnnhhh, oh, nnnnnnhhhhhh!"
At length Randi fell back exhausted and temporarily relieved. She knew that her solo sex sessions were not going to satisfy her; nothing would satisfy her until she had a big stiff cock stuffed up inside of her.
Dave was working in another part of the world; she was constantly horny so she knew she would have to find another man. But how? And where?
CHAPTER TWO
A NEIGHBORLY THING TO DO
Randi's neighbors had been nice to her since she and David had moved in but she always felt the women were on guard against intrusion by another woman.
Randi kind of resented the attitude of the neighbor ladies because she too was a married woman; and even though she wasn't living with her husband, she still had her values. She didn't believe in fucking married men. But single men? That was different.
In her present situation she granted herself permission to make it with a single guy if she could find one. Actually, the more she thought about it, the more she wondered if it would be so bad to get a quickie from a married man.
Randi pondered that question for some time and then told herself that married men probably wanted to have a quickie now and then too, so she reasoned that if she could find a man, any man, who was handsome enough and hung well enough, she was going to fuck him and disregard the marital status of herself and the man.
What Randi wanted was a man who was energetic and healthy so he could throw a fuck into her that would meet her needs and keep her calmed down for a while.
Randi knew that most of the good looking studs in town were already spoken for, so she thought; she decided to set up a meeting and get-together with a man, married or single, and she would get her needs met and she would simply do it so that no one found out.
Several days had passed and Randi had yet to find a man to bring home. She still resorted to fucking herself two or three times a day and then feeling vaguely unfulfilled.
She set about getting her house cleaned up and was in the process of moving the furniture around when she got her wish, quite by accident.
Randi was going to move the piano from one side of the living room to the other but she discovered that the big old wooden thing was simply too heavy for her to move alone. She walked out onto her front porch to see if any of her neighbors were around, hoping that she could enlist the help of someone to get the piano moved.
Much to her delight and surprise, Alex, her handsome next door single neighbor was in his driveway washing his little sports car. Randi stood and watched him for a while and she let her mind run wild while she watched. She knew at once how she would lure him the house, how she would get him hot and excited enough to fuck and she set her plan in motion at once.
She hurried into the house and changed quickly from her shorts and jersey into a bikini. Before she snapped the top piece into place she cut through the flimsy fabric with a razor blade so that only a couple of threads held it over her tits. She knew that when she got Alex inside and they began to move the piano together, the strain of her muscles would break the strings and she would stand there topless and act coy and embarrassed.
Anxious to get on with her plan, Randi rushed back to the front porch and called out to Alex, "Hi neighbor. Could you give me a hand when you get through washing to your little car?"
Alex stared as the sexy lady in the skimpy bathing suit for a moment; he could hardly believe his eyes, but he managed to answer, "Sure, be right there." He hurried to shut off the water and to put away the pail and sponges and then he rushed over to Randi's.
While he prepared to leave his car and come to help Randi, she had taken advantage of the moment and sat, slumped back on the lounge and presented him with a view of her crotch tightly wrapped in thin fabric. The lips of her cunt showed through the material as two separate mounds and she knew that Alex was probably a sex hungry stud who would have to look at the picture she presented him with, and want to see more.
Alex hurried up the steps and as soon as he got onto the porch with Randi he stopped dead still and stared, just as she had known he would.
"Gee, Mrs. Wallace, what is it I can do for you?" Alex croaked, his throat tight with immediate excitement.
"Oh, Alex, I was trying to push the piano across the room and I find I can't make the big old thing budge. Will you help me?"
"Oh, yeah. Anything. I'll do anything I can for you."
Randi wasn't surprised at his eagerness. His eyes had moved from the mounds in her bikini bottom to take in her barely contained tits in the tight little top.
Randi tried not to laugh. Poor Alex was tripping all over himself as they walked into the living room, he couldn't take his eyes off her body.
Once inside she explained where she wanted to move the piano to but Alex couldn't stop looking at her, all except her eyes. He just couldn't make himself look beyond the tits that were barely concealed. When he wasn't looking there he looked intently at the trim figure that tapered down into a sexy "V" of legs where the object of all men's desire's lay.
"I want to move it to the other side of the room," Randi told him. "Do you think we could manage that?"
"Oh, sure," Alex said, with his eyes once more locked onto her cleavage.
"Well, let's get started," Randi encouraged him. She was thrilled that her spur of the moment plan was working so well.
They got at opposite ends of the piano and began tugging and pushing at it. Soon... sooner than Randi had planned, the strings broke.
Without the strap to hold her heavy tits in place they popped free, the flimsy piece of fabric falling to the floor.
"Oh, dear," Randi gushed, "I'm so embarrassed."
Alex didn't say a word. He stood there with his mouth hanging open and stared at Randi big boobs.
Randi hadn't planned this far ahead so she adlibbed her plan. She looked down at Alex's crotch and sure enough she saw what she expected... a bulge under the zipper.
Now it was Randi's turn to stare. While Alex ogled her naked tits, she stared at the big bulge in his pants. At once she felt her pussy getting warm and wet. She was becoming hot, wet and she was swelling down there with the excitement.
She watched as the bulge grew and grew. It moved, almost with a mind of its own, from just under his zipper to pop up even bigger and stiffer in the right pant leg.
Alex obviously wanted Randi. He stood near paralyzed with his own horniness. He was starting to breath hard and as he stared at Randi, her nipples became erect, like his cock.
She walked over to him, big melon shaped tits quivering with each step. She stood so close to him that she could feel his hot breath on her sensitive skin.
"Alex, feel me if you want to. Touch me," she whispered. He tried to say something but he could not. Randi took his hands and lifted them to her chest, she squeezed his hands briefly and then laid them, palm down, on her tits.
"Do you like them, Alex?" she asked.
"Oh. I like them. I love them," he giggled like a boy.
Randi leaned back against the piano and allowed Alex to feel all he wanted. He was nervous at first, but it didn't take long before his lust overpowered his shyness and he leaned forward to take her nipples into his mouth. The first one got a fluttery little kiss, the other got a wet kiss, then the first one got sucked on, then the other one he licked with relish. He became more and more eager; and the longer he worked on her tits, the harder he became.
As Alex licked and sucked on her nipples, Randi reached to his crotch and pulled down the zipper. He wasn't wearing any underwear so she could feel the big organ with her finger tips but it was too long to pull it out.
Randi slipped her hand inside the pants and felt the length and thickness of Alex's cock. The heat and stiffness of his cock made her instantly hotter. She thought that she might even get in a quick climax by squeezing her thighs together while he suckled her tits.
Alex, though, had made plans too. His plans were made on the spot so he didn't have a prearranged line of gab as Randi had. He simply took his hands away from Randi's body long enough to unbuckle his belt and open the snap to allow his pants to fall to his ankles.
With nothing between his crotch and Randi's hand he got a great groping. She was so hungry for dick that she clamped onto his cock at once and began to pump it up and down. Alex returned to the task of trying to devour Randi's tits.
They remained that way for a time until both of them were so hot they couldn't wait anymore.
It was Randi who spoke first, "Please, Alex, let's go into the bedroom."
Alex didn't answer verbally. He picked her up and holding her cradled in his arms, stepped out of his pants and left them lying in the floor. Then he carried her to the bedroom.
Alex leaned over to sit Randi on the side of the bed and when he stood up his cock stuck straight out from his body, directly in line with Randi's face.
She shook with need as she stared at his stiff cock. It was the first one she'd seen in several weeks and it looked ready to explode.
Once more she took hold of the big organ and squeezed. Alex could only whisper, "Oh, Mrs. Wallace, that feels so good."
Randi grinned. This guy was out of his mind with lust and she'd barely touched him. Just a few squeezes and a couple of strokes. She leaned closer and began to pump it. Alex shivered and groaned with pleasure. Immediately a thick and gooey sauce began to bubble out of his cock. It didn't spurt at first and Randi had time to rub his own cum back over his cock.
"Like that Alex?" Randi asked.
"Mrs. Wallace, that's wonderful," he managed.
As she stroked his cock and while he played with her terrific tits, Alex looked at her longingly. He'd secretly lusted after his neighbor for as long as they'd lived in the same area, but he never expected to get to have sex with her.
There had been lots of times when he would think of Mrs. Wallace and jack off. He envied Mr. Wallace who actually got to plug her, but he got a lot of mileage out of his jack off fantasies.
Randi continued to run her hand up and down Alex's cock. He stilt could hardly believe this was real, but the feelings in his balls was real enough.
The cum still oozed from him. He thought that if he even let out his breath he would spatter her all over and he didn't want to embarrass her that way. He tried hard to contain himself; he searched for the strength to tell her to stop but he couldn't.
Randi's hand was hot and fast on his near bursting cock. Still she wore only the bottoms of her bikini; he was dying to see her with nothing on. It took all he could do to grasp her wrist and stop her stoking. "Mrs. Wallace, you're going to make me cum real quick. Anyway, would it be O.K. if we take off the rest of our clothes," Alex implored.
"Alex, of course. You take off your shirt and I'll get out of this bathing suit."
In nothing flat Alex stood naked and Randi sat before him completely displayed.
"I need to touch you down there, Mrs. Wallace," Alex said.
Randi took his hand and guided his fingers to her cunt. Alex immediately slipped his middle finger, the longest one, into her and began to rub back and forth. His hand made little sucking sounds over the slippery flesh of her cunt.
Alex's hand was wet from the deluge of sticky stuff which oozed from Randi. He stopped his touching for a moment to bring his hand under his own nose and inhale the sexy aroma of the Goddess who sat before him. The smell hit him hard and he had to get off at once.
"Oh, Mrs. Wallace, let's get each other please. I can't wait much more," Alex said.
Randi once more took hold of his cock and began to pump it. Alex began to finger her pussy again too.
They were both in such states of arousal that it took only brief moments before they were both coming.
The sensations that Randi caused by jacking him off made Alex spurt and spurt and his spunk splashed all over the floor, just as she'd known he would come. Alex knew too that she had wanted to see him come.
As long white ropes of goo landed on the floor, Randi's cunt clamped down on Alex's finger. He continued to slide in and out as fast as could and he got her off too. She was producing large amounts of creamy stuff too and it ran down her legs.
The sounds they made as they came together were wild and unrestrained. Both Alex and Randi were lost in the reverie of sex; they cried out sounds that helped to relieve the pressures that had accumulated in them both.
Randi came hard around Alex's finger and she watched the gobs of cream shoot from his cock. She pumped harder and faster on his cock when he began to come and it took a long time before his spurts diminished.
"Mmmmm," she sighed. "That was wonderful." Once the spasms had passed they looked at each other, still in lust. Randi propped herself up on one elbow and said, "That was just for openers. How about a little more?"
Alex didn't have to say anything. It was obvious from his erection that he was still ready to have sex.
CHAPTER THREE
DINNER AT THEY
Randi and Alex rested for a while and they talked very little during the rest period. They lay side by side on the bed and fondled each other.
Randi was beside herself. She had needed a man for so long and the one she had snagged was a stud all the way. As soon as she began to touch him, his cock stood rigid again.
He allowed his hands to roam all over Randi and together they worked themselves into readiness again.
"Mrs. Wallace, what would you like for me to do for you?" Alex asked.
"Neighbor, do you like oral sex?" Randi queried.
"Oh, my gosh! Yes!" Alex said.
"Good. Turn around so we lay top to bottom and let's try dining at the 'Y' tonight," Randi told her afternoon lover.
"The 'Y'?" he asked.
"Uh huh. The 'Y' of our legs, silly," she explained.
Alex was re-positioned quickly and when they lay back to look at each other's sex they were moved to action immediately.
Alex thrust his face into Randi's crotch and began to slurp and lick her all, over. She took his cock in her hand and guided it to her mouth.
They were roughly the same height so they served each other well in their now position. Randi felt his hot breath around his face which was pressed as far into her crotch as he could get it. She struggled to control herself hoping that this sex bout would last a little longer than the first one had. She wanted to wallow in the feelings of sex.
Really they had no need to hurry and Randi wanted to take all afternoon with this stud. She pushed his head back just a bit and reached to her own crotch. She folded back the fur of her bush and allowed him to look at the throbbing button of her clit.
Alex gazed at the magic thing for a moment and then leaned into her again. He massaged it with his tongue; Randi was helpless. She couldn't even continue to blow him. She fell back on the bed and let him do whatever he wanted with his mouth on her cunt.
She spread her legs wide and bent her knees up to give him unrestricted access to her cunt. Alex moved from the 69 position to kneel between her upraised legs and once more he was tongue fucking her.
The groans and moans that escaped Randi's lips made it clear that she was enjoying the oral sex he was providing her. She allowed herself to float on the sex thrills and to concentrate on cumming for the benefit of them both. Randi wanted to cum again but she knew that if Alex could eat her out and get her off, while he watched her, that he would love it.
Love it he did. He placed a hand on either side of her gash and gently pulled apart the lips and smoothed out the folds, then he lowered his face to her once more and began to alternately suck and blow on the sensitive tissues of her cunt.
As Alex worked on Randi with his mouth, he also managed to get his finger back into her. She was gushing creamy stuff onto his lips and onto his hand. Randi panted and moaned and begged him to do it harder and faster.
She had him rub her clit for a while and when she was flushed and sweaty, she begged him once more, "Hard, baby. Eat me hard."
As he did his best to please her, hot spurts of cream doused his tongue. While he gave Randi head and while she was getting so sex-ready she was no longer paying attention to him, Alex had to jack off. He had become so hot that he needed to get off too. The vision she provided, laying there with her cunt fully displayed, and letting him eat her out had made him too horny to wait for a fuck.
With his face buried in Randi's crotch and while his tongue slithered in and out of her, his hand was milking his cock. He pulled and pumped the bloated cock frantically, squeezing it each time he brought his hand to the head. In his aroused state it only took him a moment to beginning coming too. When he started to come the cock became so bloated and engorged that he had to let up on Randi for a minute to look down at himself. He was surprised at his own dimensions but he was so turned on, so hot, and coming so hard that he had no trouble in enjoying the orgasm.
While his seed poured out of him onto the bed he returned to his task of eating out Randi. He pushed his face into her "Y" again and began to slurp and lick. His tongue slid against the silky membranes of her cunt and sent them both into ecstasy.
While Randi enjoyed the tongue lapping, Alex poured a very large amount of come out of his cock and onto the sheets.
He stroked himself for a long time, savoring the sex they were engaged in and knowing that the next session would be an actual fuck. Having come twice already, he would be able to ride Randi into sexual oblivion. He would be able to match her stroke for stroke and he would be able to last with her through her orgasms.
Soon Randi was pleading with him to lap harder, faster, harder, faster and having satisfied himself with his hand, he leaned into her with all he had.
Next it was Randi's turn. She lifted her ass off the bed and suspend the weight of her body only on her heels and her shoulders. In that position Alex was able to get into her even deeper with his tongue. It didn't take long; Randi was soon gasping for air; she had a look of complete sexual abandon on her face and he knew she was coming.
The sticky stuff that she produced and which tasted so good to him poured out of her. When the spasms began she was helpless. She lost control of her own body and while it thrashed about and satiated itself; Randi went along for the ride.
When at length they lay back to catch their breaths, Randi spoke first, "Alex, you are one hell of a man!" Alex looked at her with a smirk on his face and said, "Mrs. Wallace, you're the best I've ever had."
CHAPTER FOUR
HOT IN THE HOT TUB
With the jets swirling hot water around inside the redwood tub, Randi and Alex stepped in, both making sounds of childlike oohs and aahs. They were laughing too and both of them felt as though they had spent every bit of energy they had.
Randi settled into the water first except for her right arm which she was careful to keep above the steamy bubbles because in her right hand she held her third stiff drink for the evening.
Alex, standing knee deep in the hot tub was holding his icy cold glass against his forehead and watching Randi get comfortable. His smile was that of a man pleased with himself. He knew he had succeeded in pleasing the sexy lady who sat now at his feet.
"Mrs. Wallace..." he began, but Randi cut him off.
"Oh, Alex, don't you think it's about time you began to call me Randi? Mrs. Wallace is just a bit too stiff and formal for what we've shared today," Randi said.
Alex, still the blushing school boy, in spite of his actual 28 years, stood and looked down at Randi. He had made passionate love to the beautiful woman; prior to today he had lusted after her, but he'd never thought of her as anything other than Mrs. Wallace. Even in his fantasies, Randi was Mrs. Wallace to him. He was unsure of himself suddenly and he stuttered when he spoke, "Ga, ga, golly Mrs. Wallace, I mean R-R-Randi..."
Randi realized that Alex was really a backward and shy type guy. Even though he'd probably had lots of sexual encounters, she doubted that he'd ever known a woman, personally and intimately. She smiled at the realization and her quick mind told her that if she cultivated this relationship she might well be of great help to Alex while she kept him around to for her sex needs.
Randi changed the subject so that Alex would feel more comfortable, "Alex, let's talk about other things right now. I'm so happy that I got to meet you this afternoon, and the whole time we were together I was thinking of what a wonderful person you are. Would you mind telling me a little about yourself?"
Alex tried to relax a little more as he slowly lowered himself into the water with Randi. He too kept one arm out of the water so that his drink wouldn't be spoiled.
"I'm not sure what you want to know Mrs. Wallace," Alex told Randi.
"Well," she began, "I don't know what kind of work you do or where you're from or anything else about you."
Alex hesitated for a moment and then he began to talk about himself: "Mrs. Wallace, I'm a country boy really. I grew up on a ranch not far from Phoenix. I'm still not too sure about city life, if you know what I mean. I guess I think and move a little bit slower than most folks do. That's the way I learned and that's the way I am. If you enjoyed our time together today then that pleases me a lot. I'm really not a great lover, what we did just comes naturally to folks. I think I'd like it a lot better if I could meet other people who are like me. You know what I mean?"
Randi took the ball from there. "Alex, I do know what you mean," she said. "I'm from a small town myself and I had to learn to keep up a faster pace when I moved into the city to go to school. I guess I kind of got caught up in the faster pace and when I got married I was in a rut of doing things fast. I regret that I didn't take the time to get to know others well because now that my husband is away for so long I find that I'm lonesome and I don't have friends that I can rely on."
Alex was sympathetic; he put his arm around Randi's shoulders to hug her close. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment and then Alex leaned over to kiss Randi tenderly on the forehead. They remained in that position for a time and when they pulled apart it was Randi who spoke.
"Alex, my husband is going to be over seas for quite a while with his job. We haven't been doing too well together lately and I don't really think he will come home to me when his work is completed. I need a friend, badly. Will you be my friend? Can we try to establish a friendship and look after each other?"
The sexy dude didn't have too think very long about Randi's questions. He said very frankly, "Mrs. Wallace, I'm already your friend. You can count on me."
With that Randi knew she had hooked her new friend by depending on his support and also she knew that the sex they had shared was probably so good for Alex that he would be unlikely to want other women in the immediate future.
They finished their drinks and Alex suggested that they have a nightcap before they turned in. Randi wasn't used to the amount of alcohol they had consumed and she almost said "no thanks" but she caught herself at cutting off Alex in something that he wanted and that might make him open up more to her.
"As a matter of fact I would like a drink Alex. Will you surprise me and mix it a strong as you think I need it?" Randi asked.
"Mrs. Wallace, if there's one thing I'm good at, it's mixing drinks," Alex grinned and picked up the empty glasses and headed into the kitchen.
Watching him walk, still naked, across the back yard Randi was touched by his beauty and his simple attitudes. She felt a knot in her throat and knew that this God-like specimen of a man had tugged at heart strings that her own husband had not. She wondered where the relationship would lead them; she briefly thought of marriage and a happy home life that she had given up hopes for.
Randi's daydreaming was interrupted when Alex returned from the kitchen with the drinks and she saw at once the mischievous smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth. When Alex handed the glass to Randi she realized that the dark amber color was darker than the other drinks she had had. Randi knew that Alex intended to get her slightly buzzed with the concoction; she hoped that she would be able to meet his expectations. The first sip of the drink confirmed to Randi what she had suspected. The drink was damn near straight bourbon with a few ice cubes thrown in for the hell of it.
Determined to do what would, please Alex, Randi tossed back a big drink and when the stinging liquid hit her stomach she had to giggle at the silliness of the moment.
Alex seemed pleased with Randi's reaction and he too laughed. When he tipped back his head and laughed Randi saw for the first time what he looked like enjoying humor; she saw through a gateway to his personality a side of him that appealed to her almost as much as his sexuality.
Together they drank and made small talk and they slipped into a booze influenced fog that blotted out everything but each other.
When at last their glasses were emptied Alex took Randi's hand and helped her step from the hot tub. Two towels they'd placed over the lawn chair nearby was the only thing between them as they dried, half-heartedly, and walked, arms entwined, toward the house. They were barely dried when they entered the now dark house. The moon was hidden behind the clouds and inside the house it was very dark.
Randi, having become accustomed to walking through the various rooms did not need a light so she led Alex down the hallway to the master bedroom.
Both of the them were slightly drunk and they were warmed not only by the booze but also by the nearness they were sharing.
Once in the bedroom, Randi turned on the overhead light and directed Alex to the king-size waterbed. She smiled at him and said, "Well, big guy, this where I sleep. Welcome to my bed."
Alex had shared many a bed with many a woman but this night he was feeling the effects of the sex they'd had earlier and the drinks made him feel sexy again. He looked from the bed to Randi and told her, "I've never slept in a waterbed before. I have a futon at home and before that I always slept in a regular bed at home. If I get seasick sleeping in all that water will you take care of me?"
Together they laughed and then Alex clasped his arms around Randi and they fell, still laughing, into the big bed.
Neither was sure if the other still had enough energy left to have sex again but they hugged and rolled back and forth across the water filled mattress.
They kissed and fondled each other for a while and even though both of them were tired, they still longed for one more bout. It was Randi who broke the silence finally and she slurred her words when she spoke. She tried to correct the slur and her efforts only made them both laugh.
Finally the giggles subsided in them and she asked, "Alex, if you weren't sleeping here with me tonight what would you be doing right now?"
Once more the shy country boy was obvious. He hedged and hesitated and only after Randi probed did he tell her what he would have been doing had he not been bedded down with her. "Well, Mrs. Wallace, I do it to myself a lot and I guess that's what I'd be doing right now if I was home."
Randi felt a warm heaviness in her crotch at the very suggestion of Alex masturbating. She sat up abruptly in bed and said, "Oh, baby, I'd like that. Would you do that for me? Will you do it to yourself and let me watch?"
He blushed at the suggestion but because he too wanted to make an impression he agreed. "Mrs. Wallace, how do you want me to do it?"
"I want you to leave the bright light on and I want you to stand in front of the big mirror there so I can see you doing it from two different angles," Randi told him.
The stud didn't even hesitate now. He'd gotten very comfortable with jacking off; despite his many conquests, he spent a lot of time alone and he jacked himself off a lot. Now that he was being asked to perform for Mrs. Wallace he jumped at the chance.
When Alex was positioned in front of the mirror so that Randi could see his body straight on, frontally and a three-quarter view in the mirror he placed his left hand over his chest and with his right his grasped his big cock. It took only a few strokes to make his cock long and stiff. The left hand had, almost automatically, begun roving over his nipples while the right one began the pumping motions that he had come to depend on in leaner times.
Randi had a deep seated desire to watch a handsome man play with himself; she found herself being entertained by the handsomest dude she seen in a long time. As she looked on, Alex increased the tempo and she decided that she would get off with him.
She leaned back on the stack of pillows at the head of the bed and began to finger herself while she stared, raptly, at Alex as he watched her in the mirror.
Together they masturbated themselves, gently but quickly, he with his hand she with her fingers twirling the clitoris clasped around his big cock.
They never wavered in their stares; he looked squarely at Randi's cunt and the fingers disappearing in and out and she looked only at the large prick being manipulated. Alex closed the gap quickly and in a matter of a couple of minutes he was shooting a load onto the reflective glass.
When Randi saw the white, gooey stuff looping out of him to land on the mirror, she increased the thrusts of her own hand so that she was quickly cumming too.
Alex didn't produce as much cum this time as he had in their prior sex matches but the amount was still substantial and he appeared to be finding great relief in his solo performance. Randi's own juices were flowing easily and she came soon after him.
Alex flicked the residue of his cum off his fingers and flopped down onto the bed beside Randi. She wiped her fingers off on a towel she kept by the bed and then they curled their arms and legs around each other and plunged into a deep sleep.
For the first time in many weeks, both of them were sexually satisfied and pleased. They slept the night through without tossing and turning as they often did when each of them slept alone.
CHAPTER FIVE
EARLY IN THE MORNING
In the morning Alex woke before Randi and he eased to the edge of the bed and slipped quietly out of the room without waking her. He found his way to bathroom and stood before the mirror assessing the hangover that thumped dully in his forehead. He smiled to himself; in spite of the morning after agonies, he was pleased with himself. He stood a long time and looked directly at the reflection that stared straight back at him. He knew that he was handsome and he knew only too well that many women found him appealing but with Randi he was unsure what drew her to him.
While Alex took an accounting of himself in the bathroom Randi stirred and woke, groggy too from too much booze the previous night.
When Alex at last stepped into the shower he was feeling a slight conceit and still a little bit homey. As the hot water coursed over and down his body he felt a surge in his crotch and reached for his own cock again.
Randi, hearing the shower running, knew that Alex was bathing and she assumed that he would be in the bathroom for quite a while. She flicked the covers off her naked body and reached for her crotch too.
While Alex was fondling himself in the shower, Randi was rubbing herself in the bedroom. Both were still feeling rank and hot from the experience of the evening and night before. While Alex worked on his new erection, Randi tickled herself in two places, her clit and her nipples.
Briefly Alex worried that Randi might come into the bathroom and catch him playing with himself; Randi also thought that perhaps she should try to wait until after Alex had left for work before she went ahead with another self-pleasuring session. Both dispelled their own worries and plunged ahead with getting off, alone. Both too were thinking about the other. Alex dwelled on a mental image of Randi and she was thinking about their fuck sessions.
Alex reached for the fragrant soap and lathered himself as Randi licked her fingers and transferred her own saliva to her nipples, then her clitoris. The soapy lather that Alex had worked up was just the right slickness and he immediately worked up a raging hard on. Randi responded to her own ministrations and soon she was oozing the fluids that signaled her to work a bit harder on herself.
In Alex's mind he saw Randi lying naked, her legs spread wide and bent so that her entire sex was visible and the imaginary words that he was hearing were Randi's. He fantasized that she was begging him to eat her out and he was complying in the daydream. Randi, stimulating herself with thoughts of Alex imagined herself kneeling before him and giving him a blow job.
It took Alex slightly less time to reach orgasm than it did Randi. When the climax to his jack off session came it came suddenly. He had been stroking himself and thinking about Randi and their sex, the sensations that he was giving himself were good but suddenly he reached the point of no return. When he realized he was there he increased the pressure of [missing text].
Eventually Alex was able to step back from the water and then turn his back into the jets of warm water. He resumed bathing his body and chuckled to himself, thinking about how many times he had gotten off in the last couple of days.
Randi was trying to a grip on herself too. She really didn't want Alex to come in and see her trying to recover from finger fucking herself. When she began to settle down she too snickered and thought, like Alex, about how many times she had cum in the preceding twenty four hours.
When his shower was complete, Alex stepped onto the soft carpeting and dried himself with brisk rubbing off of a towel. Rather than wrapping the towel around his waist Alex pitched it into the shower and then walked, naked into the hallway. He went to the kitchen rather than the bedroom and prepare the coffee maker and flipped the switch to on. While coffee brewed he returned to the bathroom and combed his still wet hair.
Randi was lying in the bed and wondering what was keeping Alex. She called out his name and when he answered it was in a voice that came from the bathroom. "Good morning, Mrs. Wallace. I'll be there in a minute. I'm just getting ready for work and I'll bring you coffee in bed."
It had been a long time since Randi had enjoyed such luxury. She responded to him with, "Alex, good morning. Coffee sounds really good. Thanks."
Alex flexed his arm and shoulder muscles once and admired himself one last time before he returned to the kitchen for the coffee. He was very happy with himself. His own fingers around his cock, he pumped harder and faster and when he shot his load into the soapy water that was swirling down the drain he came a lot. The spurts of come came with each spasm, two, three, a pause, four, another pause and then the fifth spasm and the fifth spurt of juice.
Just seconds after Alex came in the shower, Randi reached climax too. She lay with the pillows under her shoulders and head, her legs, were splayed wide, her eyes closed and her mouth in the form of an "O" and her left hand moved back and forth between her big tits. Randi's right hand was busy in her cunt, she rubbed herself with the palm of her hand and pumped her fingers in and out of herself.
When Randi came she cried out in slight little sounds and in the back of her mind she hoped that Alex would not hear her and know that she was diddling herself. When the spasms began she threw caution away and let herself go. She clamped her teeth together and held her breath and rode the crest of a big wave, crashing against a shore of solid solo sex. Her body shuddered and shivered when she came and the fluids that she produced in copious amounts were flowing from the tissues of her sex.
Alex stood for a brief moment and let the hot water beat down on his dwindling erection. The sensitivity was great because of his recent orgasm but he stood firm and made himself endure the shocks that passed through his cock into his gut and caused him to clench his fists and clamp his asshole.
Alex poured the coffee into big mugs and carried them into the bedroom. Because he had just showered and was so clean the odors that Randi had stirred up by fingering herself were very strong to Alex. He was aware at once of the smell and he stopped abruptly and smiled at Randi.
"Mrs. Wallace, what have you been doing?" he chided.
"Whatever do you mean, Alex?" Randi asked.
"I'm a cockhound from way back, Mrs. Wallace. I know the smell of a wet cunt and I smell one now. Have you been playing a little game with yourself?" Alex inquired with a smile.
"Alex!" Randi feigned shock and was unable to play the dummy. Her face reddened and she looked downward, shielding her eyes with her long lashes.
Alex realized that he had caused embarrassment and he had not meant to do that. He moved to the edge of the bed and sat next to Randi. The smell was even stronger now that he was so close but he tried to ignore it. When he spoke it was in an effort to put her at her ease.
"Mrs. Wallace, it's O.K.. That's what I was doing too. I woke up feeling horny and you were still asleep so I did it to myself in the shower. Don't feel embarrassed. I do it a lot myself," he told her.
Randi looked up, still feeling kind of silly and a little childish. She'd been caught and she was trying to be brave about it.
"Well, Alex, I was pretty itchy down there. When I woke up and you weren't here in bed with me I had to do something," Randi said in a soft little voice.
Alex handed a coffee mug to Randi and said, "Cheers, Mrs. Wallace. Mud in your eye. Here's to you. Etc. Etc."
Randi laughed at his silliness and took the coffee. She looked directly into Alex's eyes and told him, "You were wonderful last night. I've never had it so good. Promise me it wasn't our last time together, Alex."
Alex clinked his cup against Randi's and said, "Mrs. Wallace, I promise you it wasn't our last time together. I promise you there will be more." With that he leaned over to kiss her on the forehead.
They drank their coffee and talked about getting together again and then Alex had to dress to leave for home where he would redress and head off to work.
They parted at the door with a long and passionate kiss. Alex wore the ragged clothing he'd been wearing when he met Randi and she wore nothing.
As they kissed he slapped her affectionately on the ass and then left. When he got to the edge of the porch he stopped and turned back to wink one last time at Randi before he went off for the day.
With Alex gone, Randi went to the bathroom for her shower and when she was finished she went back to bed to try to sleep a while longer because she'd spent herself the evening before.
CHAPTER SIX
COCK OF CLAY
Randi sat at the kitchen table, sipping coffee and smoking and thinking about what she had done.
She seduced her neighbor. Not only was she a married woman who had cheated on her husband, she had done so with a man who was younger than she was and she felt bad about that. At least she thought she felt bad. She wasn't sure.
As she turned over in her mind what had happened and how it had happened she remembered the exquisite sex that Alex had provided her and she was unable to hand onto the feelings of guilt.
She had needed sex. She needed it badly and obviously Alex had needed it too. She rationalized that they had done no harm to anyone. Her own marriage was no worse for the wear and she had accomplished her goal -- sex. She was certain that Alex would not tell anyone about their affair because he was enough of a lover, she reasoned, that he would want to return for more.
Randi decided that what had happened had not only not been damaging but it had been therapeutic. She had needed the feel of a hard cock inside of her and she had succeeded in finding the remedy that made her feel better. She wondered through where the affair would lead...
Eventually Randi dressed for the day and began to straighten up the house. She changed the sheets in hopes that Alex would find his way back to her bed that night. She washed the towels and sheets and when everything was in order she found that she was bored. Horny and bored.
When the afternoon newspaper landed on the porch Randi picked it up and opened the pages slowly and browsed through the stories. As her line of vision scanned the lines of print and as she read the ads, she knew, in the back of her mind that she was not absorbing what she was reading. She was still horny and she wondered how she could get screwed again. Now.
She had just about put the idea of sex out of her mind when she came to an ad that stated lawn service could be had by college students for very little. Randi went directly to the telephone and called the number listed in the ad. The voice that answered her call was that of a college student who identified himself as Clay.
Randi didn't even hesitate, "This is Mrs. Wallace calling. I need to have a young man come over and help me with my yard. Is it possible that you could send someone over this afternoon?"
Clay, in attempting to be accommodating, told Randi that he was alone in the office and he needed to stay in to answer the telephone. He stated he just could not get away on such short notice.
Randi expressed her disappointment and told the young man that she was desperate to get her yard cleaned up. She fabricated her story as she went along. "Oh, dear. I have company coming over this evening and I wanted my yard cleaned and lawn mowed. I have all the tools you would need. Is there nothing I could say that would help convince you to come over and help me out? I'll even pay you extra."
That got his attention.
Clay, working his way through school badly, needed money. He was faced with the purchase of books and tuition payments at the time of Randi's call. He needed the money so badly that he told Randi he would leave the phone unattended and come over to help her with her yard. He said, "I'll leave a note for my partners telling them I had a special job to take care of and I'll be right there. Just give me the address and I'll come over to take care of everything."
Randi felt smug. Her devious little plan was working. She had a healthy sounding young man coming over to the house. She was without a husband and her latest lover was at work. She knew that if she played her cards just right she might get laid again before Alex got off work.
When Clay arrived, he parked his bike on the sidewalk and hopped over the fence heading for the front door. Randi was watching out the living room window; when she saw Clay she was thrilled.
He was about twenty-two years old. Not a tall man and not very filled out but the tight little cut offs he wore and the sleeveless T-shirt showed off his firm young body to Randi; she felt suddenly very brazen.
She unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse to expose the deep cleavage of her breasts and then she fluffed her hair and walked to the door.
Before Clay had a chance to knock, Randi swung the door open and smiled seductively at the young man. He was well built and she hoped her plan would succeed.
"Hi. I'm Mrs. Wallace. You must be Clay," she gushed.
Clay was momentarily speechless. He stood still and could only stare. His eyes wandered over Randi shamelessly. He took in the cleavage she sought to bring his attention to and then on downward. He gazed openly at the crotch snugly fitted into her shorts. Randi's legs looked better to him than any of the young women he ran around with at school.
When he finally looked up again at Randi's eyes, he realized that he had been bold and he was slightly embarrassed. He tried to find the words that would excuse him for staring so, but none came to him.
Randi moved at once to rescue the young man from his dilemma. She said, "Clay, don't be shy with me. After all, I'm a mature woman and you're a mature young man. I see you're blushing but you have no need to be uncomfortable."
Without invitation Clay stepped into the living room and tried again to address the pretty lady who had called for his help. He said, "Mrs. Wallace. I'm sorry. I'm kind of awkward sometimes. Excuse me, please."
"Please Clay, have a seat and let's talk things over," Randi suggested.
Clay sat in the middle of the couch and Randi sat next to him. The young man could feel the heat from her bare leg on his own skin; and he felt the blood pulsing into his cock. He feared that he would get hard and since he wore no underwear, he was afraid his cock would stick out the pant leg of his cut offs.
Clay squirmed slightly and tried to block the swelling of his cock, at least he tried to keep it from popping out of his pants.
Randi picked up on his efforts and smiled at him and placed her hand on his bare thigh. The heat from her hand shocked the young man; he flinched noticeably.
Randi's partly opened blouse and short pants revealed a lot to the awed young man. Clay's eyes held onto Randi's tits and he tried to listen as Randi explained what she thought the yard needed to have done to it to prepare for the company she claimed was coming over later that evening.
The young man looked easy to her. Randi could see that she was having an effect on him but she didn't want to rush into anything that might scare him away. She finished telling Clay about the work she wanted done and then led him into the back yard.
Randi showed him where the gardening tools were stored and told the young man that when he got tired or too hot to come right inside and help himself to a soft drink.
Clay began to mow the back yard and Randi returned to the indoors. She stood in the kitchen and watched him pushing the lawn mower back and forth across the lawn. As she watched an idea formed in Randi's mind and she rushed into the bedroom to dress for her planned seduction.
She put on a black bikini and tied her hair up off her shoulders. Once she felt ready to begin the games she picked up a towel and walked to the backyard. When she got to the back door she saw Clay standing in the middle of the yard leaning against the lawn mower and staring at the pool.
She stepped quietly into the yard and walked without sound to stand behind Clay. Randi stood unmoving and watched Clay staring at the cool water. When he finally moved to resume mowing the grass Clay bumped into Randi. He whirled around when he made contact with her and he began to stammer and try to explain what he was doing. Clay worried that Mrs. Wallace would be angry that he had been caught not working and since he was paid by the hour he thought he might be docked in his pay.
Randi assured him immediately that she was not angered by his nonproductive time. She asked, "Would you like to take a dip with me Clay. It's awfully hot to be working out here like this. Let's cool off a little before you finish the yard."
Clay haltingly agreed to swim a short time with his employer. They walked side by side to the pool and when they stopped next to the edge Randi slipped her bikini top off without preliminary. She stepped then from the bottom of the skimpy bathing suit and stood naked in the bright sunshine for her young admirer to stare at.
"Now don't be shy Clay, let's get you out of those shorts and get into the water," Randi urged.
Clay stood, stone like and stared once more at the contours of Randi's body. Unlike his previous assessments of her, now that he saw her naked he was unable to respond to her at once.
Clay's cock began to expand and he was sure that Mrs. Wallace knew he was getting hot. He shuffled his feet back and forth and tried to look away after Randi's remark about getting him out of his shorts. Finally, he unsnapped the cut offs and tugged down the zipper. He let the ragged shorts fall to his ankles and then he stepped from them to stand naked too.
Randi was not disappointed in what she saw. The young man had a fine cock: long and thin and circumcised. The excitement that was building in him had caused him to become erect and Randi saw that he had a smooth and silky skin that had been drawn taunt in the erect state. Best of all, his cock curved upward so that the more erect he became, the greater the curve.
"Clay, get it real hard for me," Randi asked.
"Sure Mrs. Wallace. I can get it hard easy," he told her and without hesitation he grasped the long, slender rod and stroked it a mere four times. When he released it the cock stood firmly against his flat belly. Randi imagined what it would feel like stroking inward and upward inside of his hungry pussy.
"Clay, I think maybe we'd better take care of that, don't you?" Randi asked.
"Anything you say Mrs. Wallace," he answered.
"Come on into the water, young man," she directed.
The older woman and the youngster walked down the steps of the pool, hand in hand, naked, until they stood chest deep in the cool, clear water. They stepped close together and fused themselves in an embrace and a kiss.
Randi could feel the boy's prick against her belly; the cock was trapped between their bellies. Water was sloshing against Randi's hot cunt lips and the feeling was almost more than she could bear. She had to get on that thing, quick.
They let their hands rove over each other's bodies and they continued their passionate kiss, tongues slipping in and out of each other's mouths. Randi could feel Clay's heart thumping heavily in his chest and she knew he was ready.
Randi pulled back just a bit and took Clay's cock in her hand; using it as a handle she guided him to the edge of the pool. She told him to climb out of the water and sit on the edge of the pool.
When Clay had set down, legs dangling in the water and spread as wide apart as he could get them Randi walked over to stand against the edge of the pool between the boy's legs. She leaned forward to kiss and lick at his balls which were almost hairless, and in their excited state, drawn up tight against his body. The woman's warm breath and hot, wet tongue against his balls sent the boy into shudders of ecstasy. His cock was bounding up and down and each spasm made it slap against his stomach.
When Randi took hold of the cock again she grasped it at the base and pulled it downward so that she could take it into her mouth. She opened her mouth wide and then swallowed the entire length in one gulp and downward movement of her head.
Clay leaned on his arms and closed his eyes. He squirmed about on the hot concrete that was tickling his ass and pushed as deeply as he could into the woman's willing mouth.
It took only a few strokes of Randi's hot mouth to get the student ready to cum. He tried to stop her in time because he didn't think he should shoot his wad into her mouth. His hands pushed half heartedly against Randi to indicate that she should back off but she managed to utter, "Uh, uh!"
"Mrs. Wallace, you're going to make me cum," he said through clenched teeth.
"Uh huh," was the best she could say with her mouth full of hard cock; then she continued the up and down movements of her head, her lips were tight around Clay's cock. He had no option but to cum in her mouth.
He lay back on the warm cement and let go. He surrendered completely to the sucking mouth. For the moment Mrs. Wallace ceased to exist and all there was a mouth performing magic on his cock.
When Clay came it was with great force. His cock got even harder and longer. The first spasms began but he didn't produce semen at first. The fourth spasm sent a glob of cum rushing through his cock and into Randi's throat, then another and another. With each jolt he shot another wad into her until he was dry. Still his cock stayed hard; Randi remained at her pleasant task, sucking still more, until finally Clay cried out, "Oh, no more. Please, stop."
When Randi finally could tolerate no more of the wondrous face fucking she pulled away from Clay.
She did not get up. Remaining kneeling over him she stayed motionless for a long time trying to catch her breath and calm down. She was weak and dizzy from so many orgasms.
When she opened her eyes at last she beheld a beautiful sight. Clay was jacking off, his hand and his cock were only inches from her face.
Clay, for his part, lying on his back, was staring up at Randi's cunt and beating his cock for all he was worth.
Randi stayed in position because she realized what he was staring at and what had made him so hot that he couldn't wait and had to do it to himself.
His exhibition was grand. Randi blew her breath onto the sensitive head of his cock so that he felt the rush of air each time his hand slid downward to expose the crown. His rhythm was rub-blow-rub-blow and that coupled with the vision just inches away from his face sent him over the brink.
When Clay began to cum he brought his other hand up and using a two-fisted pumping action he jacked himself off to cum into Randi's still willing mouth. She didn't try to go down on him, she just held her mouth open and caught what she could as his spunk flew through the air. When he finally stopped jacking his cock and let his hands fall to his sides, he was rewarded for his show by Randi. She turned around and once again straddled him, this time with her knees on either side of his hips, then she leaned forward and kissed him.
Randi clambered from the pool and dried herself quickly. Then, before Clay could pull together and get up, she straddled the youth's head with her knees. She knelt with her legs on either side of his head and lowered her cunt to his face.
Clay's response was a natural one. He reached up to clasp Randi's hips and pull downward so that his mouth was directly in line with her waiting, willing cunt.
Clay did for Randi what she had done for him. No preliminary build up; he simply planted his mouth over her cunt and began fucking her with his tongue.
Randi experienced the same kind of jolt that Clay had just experienced. The warm, wet tongue sliding in and out of her was delightful. He licked at Randi's clit and sucked at the cunt lips and a rhythm that rendered her weak. She was the one now with no option but to enjoy the feelings and let go.
In wild abandon Randi allowed the young man to eat her out. She came quickly in serial orgasms. With each climax she released another fluid of the clear, salty-sweet liquid that added lubrication and sensation to her sex. As Clay held her fast against his face and pumped wild and hard with his tongue Randi submitted and let him have at it.
As he continued eating she continued cumming. The young man was fully aware of each of Randi's orgasms because his face was being lovingly assaulted by the muscular contractions that came with each orgasm. The harder she came the better he liked it.
Still hungering for love, Clay opened his mouth wide for the French kiss and when he tasted what Randi had carried to his mouth, he was thrilled. He had a mouthful of his own cum.
They swapped spit and cum for a long time. Randi slowly lowered herself to lay full out on top of the young man; they hugged each other close. Then they dove into the pool together to wash off.
CHAPTER SEVEN
BUSINESS PARTNERS
"Shall we go inside and have some iced tea and relax for a while, Clay?" Randi asked the young man.
"Sure Mrs. Wallace. I'd like some tea. Anything. Whatever you say or want is O.K. with me," Clay said.
Once inside Randi remembered that they had left their clothing, what little there was of it, out by the pool so she asked Clay to run out and pick up his cut offs and her bikini. Randi stood at the kitchen window and watched Clay walk across the yard, naked, to pick up their clothing and she smiled to herself. For a woman who had gone for so long without sex, she had suddenly managed to have two young men parading around with no clothes on in her back yard in two days. First Alex, now Clay.
As she stood there staring at the slender youth and thinking lewd thoughts about what was to come, Randi felt the faint heaviness in her groin area, the signal that she was getting ready again. In the midst of her day dreaming she was disturbed by the sound of the doorbell.
Randi dashed into the bedroom and grabbed a robe to cover herself long enough to answer the door and get rid of whoever it might be. She expected a census taker or a door to door salesman or the like but she was surprised when she opened the door to find a young man and a young women standing there.
"Yes? May I help you?" Randi asked.
"Hello, Ma'am, we're looking for Clay. Is he working for you today?" the young lady asked.
"Yes. Yes he is." Randi's mind reeled. She had no idea who these two were.
"I, well that is, yes, Clay is working for me. Will you wait here please. I'll call him for you." Randi closed the door and hurried to find Clay.
She rushed through the house and caught Clay cowering in the back door, still naked and carrying their clothing in his hand.
"Clay, quick, get dressed! There are some people at the front door asking for you!" Randi was nervous as hell.
Clay seemed rattled by the news too. He remembered that he'd left the note behind for his partners so they would know why he left the phone unattended. He slipped into his cut offs and ran his fingers through his hair.
Together they walked back to the front door, Randi trailing a little behind Clay. The flimsy robe she had picked up in her haste was far from adequate to cover her luscious curves and the material was so thin that a blind man could see through it. Randi was essentially nude despite the light robe. She held one arm across her boobs and tried to hold the front of the little robe pulled together.
Clay opened the door and was surprised to see Dave and Cindy, his partners in the Yard Care Service standing there.
"Hey, what brings you two over here?" he asked then.
"Hi Clay. We just came over to help you get finished up. We figured you must have a big job to get done or you wouldn't have left the phone the way you did. Can we come in?" It was Cindy speaking, but it was Dave who stared, straight at Randi. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open.
Clay stepped back to allow the two friends to enter the house and as he did so he looked over his shoulder at Randi for confirmation that what he was doing was alright. Randi smiled half heartedly and nodded. She thought they might rush Clay back home and she would be left alone.
Dave and Cindy walked into the cool, darkened interior of the house and waited for an invitation to have a seat or for instructions to go into the back yard and help with work they thought Clay had been doing.
Dave spoke at last, "Clay, what did you need us to do to help you out here?" He never took his eyes from Randi. He was lapping up the sight of her in her see-through robe and he was responding physically to the sexy woman.
Cindy, uncertain how she should address the woman whose home they were in stood and smiled and tried to act like she was at ease.
It was Cindy who first realized what had been going on. She knew Clay well enough to know that he had not been doing yard work and she could tell from his disheveled hair that he'd probably had a tumble with the older woman who had been identified in the note as Mrs. Wallace.
Finally Randi remembered protocol and invited the new arrivals to have a seat. "Would you like something to drink? I have sodas, iced tea, beer. What can I get for you?"
Dave spoke first, "Gee, Mrs. Wallace, a beer sounds real good to me, how about you Clay, Cindy?"
"A beer would be nice," Cindy chimed in. Now she was staring at the woman and looking through the flimsy material. The realization that Mrs. Wallace was naked and her friend was wearing only his frayed cut offs made Cindy feel a funny little itch in her cunt. She crossed her legs together and squeezed the thigh muscles to stimulate herself a bit.
When Randi turned to Clay to ask what he would like to drink she realized that her young lover was embarrassed by the friends who had discovered him in seclusion with his employer.
"Clay, would you help me carry the drinks?" Randi smiled as she spoke.
Clay know he'd been rescued, if only temporarily, from having to explain himself and he gladly went into the kitchen with Randi.
Once they were out of earshot from Dave and Cindy, Randi asked Clay if he was going to have difficulty with his partners.
"No Mrs. Wallace. They know I've been here working," but as he said that Clay realized that for all the time he'd been away from the phone he'd produced very little work and as soon as Dave and Cindy saw how little he'd accomplished they would know he'd been having sex instead of working.
Then he asked, "What shall we tell them Mrs. Wallace."
"How about the truth?" Randi was thinking ahead already and she was the sexualist again, scheming and planning, thinking of how she might lure the next young stud into her bed.
"Oh, I don't think I can do that, Mrs. Wallace," Clay said. He appeared genuinely concerned about what they would think. He was an honest young man, but he wasn't into telling all the truth all the time; sometimes he remained quiet rather than tell all.
"Correct me if I'm wrong. Money is the issue here. Not who you have sex with. You kids are doing yard work for money to pay for your educations, right?" Randi's plan was about to be announced.
"Well yeah, that's the bottom line. We need to make money to buy books and pay tuition," Clay confirmed.
"All right. Leave it to me," Randi said and then took four beers from the refrigerator.
"What are you going to do Mrs. Wallace?" Clay inquired.
"Carry two of these beers and come with me. Keep quiet until I speak directly to you. I'll have you off the hook with Dave and Cindy in no time at all." Randi walked back into the living room carrying two beers; she was no longer trying to act modest. Now she let the robe flap open as she walked and the young couple who sat on her couch could see the brown bush of public hair with each step. The bottom of the robe was pushed back with each step she took and with each step her cunt was visible.
Cindy sat, staring at the patch of hair that was flashing into sight with her steps and Dave stared from the big tits to the exposed pussy. Her tits swayed with each step.
Clay followed, still the shy one, behind Randi and hoped that Mrs. Wallace that Mrs. Wallace knew what she was doing.
Randi handed the beers to Dave and Cindy and then indicated that Clay should have a seat too. She went into the bedroom and returned with her purse. Seating herself across from the three students she dug into her purse but the three hardly noticed her check book materialize.
Randi sat with her feet planted wide apart and her knees spread so that the three could see her cunt clearly. There was nothing, not even the filmy material of the robe to cover her sex.
When the check was written Randi asked Dave to come to her. She held out the check, written in the amount of $600.00 and said, "This is my payment to you nice kids for helping me with my work here. There is $200.00 apiece. I think that will help with your expenses; I'll be very pleased if you accept it."
Dave stood still in shocked silence. This was more money than he'd had at one time and more than enough to pay tuition and book fees. Cindy squealed and ran over to see for herself the check that Randi had given them.
"Oh, Mrs. Wallace. You don't know how much we need that. I promise we'll pay you back. Or work for you. Or anything. This is too good to be true," Cindy gushed. She went to sit with Clay.
Clay was in shock too but he felt more familiar with Randi than Dave and Cindy so he simply sat where he was and smiled at her.
Dave knelt before Randi and took her hand in his and brought it to his lips. He kissed Randi's hand and thanked her over and over. "Mrs. Wallace. This is great. We've been cutting grass and pulling weeds to try to pay our expenses. I can't tell you what this means," he said.
Randi's plan was like a fish hook that had found it's mark because they were snagged.
"Listen, I have enough money to get by on and you kids need it a hell of a lot more than I do. I'm just happy to be able to help three kids as nice as you all are," Randi told them.
The three stared at Randi and believed that she was sincere. She still sat with her legs apart and she was still exposed. Now her robe had fallen open to reveal her large breasts as well.
All four were silent for a moment. Randi moved first. She lowered a hand into her lap and began to rub herself. She stared at Dave and said, "There may be a way that you can return the favor."
"Dave," Cindy said. "Go for it."
Randi continued to slowly and lightly rub her cunt. She switched hands and brought the hand she had been using to her mouth and licked her own fingers.
Dave's cocked jerked inside his faded denims; he felt a kind of recklessness he'd never known before. He was, for the moment, oblivious to Cindy and Clay. All he was aware of was his stiffening cock and Randi sitting there fondling herself so shamelessly.
The thrill of the money, the sudden change of mood and the exhibition he was seeing all made Dave hot and eager. He didn't stall one bit. He opened his pants and let them drop. He stood nude before Randi. His cock, unlike Clay's, was thick and uncut. He had dark skin and his cock was darkening even more as he became excited. He took hold of his own rod to stroke himself.
Randi had gotten more than she expected with this one. Dave was proud of his meat and he liked to show it off. With this opportunity he fully displayed his pride to Randi; he was rewarded when she slipped the little robe from her shoulders and sat there completely naked in front of the trio.
Clay and Cindy exchanged looks. Cindy had acknowledged to him in private conversations that she had always wanted to have an experience with another woman but the opportunity had never presented itself to her. Clay winked and nodded. Cindy smiled just a little and crossed her fingers.
Clay stood up and slipped his cut offs from his body again. Now Cindy was the only one still clothed. Clay took her by the hand and led her over to stand in front of Randi. The silent suggestion was not wasted. Randi reached up and slipped the buttons of skimpy blouse through the button holes and tugged the garment from her shoulders. When Cindy's breasts were exposed there was an audible intake of breath from all three. Dave, Clay and Randi all were pleased with what they saw. Perky little nubs stood straight out from Cindy's chest. Her nipples were bright pink in contrast with her pale skin. The center, sensitive, tissue was standing erect and full.
Randi lowered her hands to the elastic of Cindy's shorts and pulled them downward to uncover the sexy young woman's body completely.
Even though Dave, Clay and Cindy were friends and business partners they had never seen one another naked. Now the young men stared in frank admiration at the incredible, sexy blonde.
Dave placed a hand on Cindy's ass and stroked her lightly. She could not suppress a nervous giggle; she leaned against his hand to increase the pressure. Clay stepped close and placed a hand on the other cheek of her ass and again she moved to press against his hand.
Cindy reveled in the touch of the two studs for a moment and then, with a hunk standing at each side of her, she reached with both hands and clasped a hard cock in each hand. The two youngsters both felt something like electric shocks when she touched their sensitive cocks.
Randi, seated before the three, watching the hot display, was getting aroused. She wanted in on the action but she wasn't sure where she could fit in.
Cindy picked up on Randi's need and simply thrust her pelvis forward to place her young cunt just inches from the older woman's face. Randi breathed in first and was excited by the hot, sexy smell that came from the young woman's box.
She reached forward to place her hands on Cindy's thighs, in the rear, just below Dave and Clay's hands. She pulled forward and the trio stepped forward in unison one step. Now Cindy's cunt was directly in front of Randi. What happened next was proof that nature knows best.
The boys kept plunging their fingers in and out of Randi and with each thrust they wiggled their fingers about inside and then pulled them almost out before they plunged back in again.
Cindy took the large, dark nipples between her fingers and squeezed them. She alternated her mouth between the two big buds and Randi was wallowing about in the hands of her lovers and struggling to come hard.
Her efforts paid off. When she came it was with a sudden burst of intense pleasure. She came and came and came. The hot, pearly fluids that gushed from her wet the young studs fingers so that as they continued working on her they were making slurping sounds that only added to Randi's fever.
When at last the three young sex partners leaned against Randi to hug her and caress her back into the realm of the ordinary she was spent. She'd come again and this time it was the hottest she'd ever had.
The four naked people, two women, two men, remained locked in their four way embrace for a long time.
It was Randi who finally spoke. "Kids, that was the best I've ever had. Nothing could possibly compare to that. Thank you. I don't have the words to tell you how good that felt."
The three young people knew they'd done well and they were pleased with themselves. They did not feel they'd performed in exchange for money. They'd been given a gift and they simply returned the favor.
All three of the students got off together. Dave and Clay had gotten great hand jobs from their friend as they watched her getting off by Mrs. Wallace's tongue and hot breath.
When they pulled out of their nose dives all three realized at once that they had been so wrapped up with their own needs that they ignored their benefactor.
Acting as one they moved close and knelt before Randi. Cindy, now free of all inhibitions wrapped her arms around Randi and bent her head to lick and caress Randi's nipple's with her tongue.
Dave and Clay each placed an arm around Randi too so that she was enclosed by hot young flesh. Without forethought or plan they brought their free hands to Randi's crotch and together they began to manipulate the tender folds of flesh of her cunt. The guys placed their hands side by side and then slid their fingers into her. One middle finger from each hand of the two pushed in and they wiggled inside of her to create a fluttery sensation against the walls of her cunt. Randi was getting it again and she surrendered herself to the three with a sigh. She leaned back in the chair and arched her back to keep her nipples within easy reach of Cindy's drooling mouth. She scooted her ass forward and spread her legs even more to allow the boys to get in and out of her with ease.
With her eyes closed and her body in the possession of the three sensitive young people, Randi was awash: in a sea of pleasure.
Randi leaned into Cindy's crotch and began to kiss the tender flesh. The sight of the older woman scarfing the younger woman's cunt made Dave and Clay sex-ready and eager.
Cindy felt the two healthy young cocks jerk, almost at the same time. She began to stroke them; she lowered herself slightly and spread her legs apart to give Randi free access to her cunt. Randi pushed in with her tongue and tasted female flesh for the first time.
While Randi plunged her tongue in and out of Cindy's snatch and while Cindy was pumping away on the two cocks, Randi was going without attention to her own sex. She didn't mind though because she was absorbed totally in eating out this young beauty.
It took brief moments for Dave and Clay to be ready to come. They continued to massage Cindy's ass cheeks while Randi licked, blew in, and sucked out on her cunt. When Cindy felt the young cocks begin to spurt their magic fluids she made it in time with them. Fluids, white and clear and hot and sticky began to ooze from her cunt and run down the insides of her legs. Randi leaned back just in time.
The two young men shot their wads into the air, again and again with Cindy jacking them off. They fired long pearly ropes of goo to spatter onto the floor. Cindy was brought almost to her knees by her own orgasm and the only thing that kept her upright was the gentle pressure of the hands of Dave and Clay on her ass.
CHAPTER EIGHT
A STRANGE BODY IN BED
When the students had finished their beers and dressed and prepared to leave, they each asked for permission to come back, in a group or one at a time to visit Randi. She was especially pleased to have them express their desire for her. The loneliness and depression that she'd felt with the departure of her husband was gone. The use that she'd made of her cunt in the last hours was something that she'd only longed for in the past; she had practically given up on finding anyone who would make her happy as the students had done -- and as Alex had done before them. Alex! Oh shit!
With the realization that Alex would soon be home from work Randi bolted from the chair where she still sat and ran to the bathroom. She showered quickly and washed her hair. She dried and oiled her skin and blow dried her hair in record time. She rushed into the kitchen and stashed the dirty dishes in the dishwasher; then she hurried into the bedroom. She straightened the sheets on the bed and when all was in readiness she dressed for Alex's arrival with nothing but a couple of dabs of perfume.
In naked splendor, Randi was ready for her more mature lover. She dashed out a note to pin on the front door for Alex.
I'm in the bedroom. I'm expecting you. Please come in, was all the note said.
Randi worked a long pin through the mesh of the screen and with the note in place she went into the bedroom again and lay down. She wanted to be ready for her sexy neighbor when he got home.
What Randi had no way of knowing was that Alex was going to be late getting off work. Since they'd only recently met, he did not yet have a phone number to call her, so she was not going to have the encounter she anticipated.
Randi lay quietly on the bed for quite a while. Her thoughts ranged over all the sex positions she'd enjoyed over the past days with her newly found lovers.
As she thought about the sexual thrills she'd had, she slipped into a light slumber. Finally, she was fast asleep.
In the meantime, a magazine salesman was working his way down the side of the street that Randi's house was on. He'd called on several housewives during the day, he'd found them in various stages of dress and undress. He was getting hornier and hornier. With each new door, he was seeing a new and different kind of woman. Some were beasts but most of them were sexy enough that he would gladly have accepted an invitation into any of their homes. He was walking the street with a half-hard on; he wanted to find some place where he could get off by himself if he couldn't find a woman to accommodate him.
He looked down the street and saw that he had two houses left on the block and he told himself that he would call on the two and then call it a day.
"Shit," he thought, "I can go back to the hotel and diddle myself. A handjob is better than nothing."
The next house brought him nothing. There was no one home. He walked across the lawns and stepped on Randi's porch. He stopped short when he found the note. He read it. Then once more he read it. The thought that registered with him was that a lady was home, alone, and waiting in the bedroom for someone. But why the note?
He didn't want the lady to be frightened because that was not what he had in mind. He simply needed to get down, get it up and get it off and he wanted a lady to do it with.
The salesman stood there for long moments and considered the silent message. At last he decided that he would go in. He could always say he assumed the note was left for anyone who happened along.
He opened the door and allowed it to close with a thump so that his presence would not scare the woman who was at home. He heard no sound in response. Then he walked through the house expecting his footsteps to be heard and still there was no sound from whomever had written the note.
When he came to Randi's room he stopped short and stared. There, in the pale light from the bedside lamp, lay a naked lady. She smelled like a lady, that was for sure. Her perfume filled the air with delightful fragrance. But the sight of her, spread out, naked and asleep on the bed was too much for the horny man.
He set his briefcase down and quietly stripped off his clothing. Once he too was naked he walked, silently now, into the bedroom. He stopped next to the bed and stared down at the beauty, fast asleep. His cock was raging hard and standing straight out from his body.
Unlike the young studs that Randi had had in the recent sex sessions, this man was in his forties. He was tall but well-built, his torso thick and muscular.
His physique was that of a good looking, older man. Naked, he presented a lot of skin because he was a big man. His chest, stomach, crotch, legs and arms were covered with thick hair. The fur around his crotch was dark and thick too.
He leaned over and turned off the lamp. The switch made a snapping sound and it was enough to rouse Randi from her sleep.
She stretched and yawned and then remembered that she'd left the lamp on. "Oh, baby, is that you?" she asked in a sleepy voice.
The stranger only made a sound to confirm what she asked, "Um, hmm."
"Gosh, I'm glad you're hear. I've been so horny all day. Hurry up and get in bed. I need that big cock of yours. Real bad." Randi had given away her secret to the stranger.
He sat on the side of the bed and touched Randi only with his fingertips and lips. He kissed her tenderly on each of her tits and roved back and forth with his tongue. His hand was wandering downward to find a resting place in the warmth between her legs.
Randi was excited by the tender kissing and caressing she was the recipient of. She sighed and spread her legs to allow the hand that was down there to enter her. She laid her arms out at her sides and felt that she was ready for the sex that she believed would be coming from Alex.
The stranger wondered how long it would take before this hot looking woman realized that she was with someone other than her expected sex partner.
Randi allowed the lips and fingers to arouse her to a heated pitch before she spoke. "Oh that feels so good. I want you inside of me. Get around here and fuck me honey," she whispered.
The book salesman complied at once. He stood and then positioned himself over Randi. He placed his hands on the bed at her sides and his knees between her legs. When he was in place she raised her legs to give him a clear shot at her already drooling cunt.
The stranger lowered his cock to her at once and he brought himself into a kneeling position rather than the on-all-fours as he had begun. He placed his hands under Randi's ass and lifted her. When he felt the wetness of her pussy against the underside of his big cock he pushed forward.
Randi was shot through with the wonderful feeling of being full of hard cock.
She could still only whisper, "Oh that's good. So good. Do it to me baby. Push it all the way in and fuck me good."
With the invitation spoken aloud, he did as she asked and plunged his cock into her, clear to the base. His big balls slapped against her ass; he lowered his torso then to embrace Randi.
It was still not evident to Randi that she was getting a great fuck from someone she did not know.
When a couple of minutes had passed the realization came to her that the body she was holding close was too big to be Alex. The thick hair on his chest and back registered; she thought for a moment that her husband had come home.
Randi didn't speak, though. She was too far gone with the big cock inside of her to try to start conversation. She gave herself freely to the man who was on top of her. She clamped her legs around him harder and held him closer with her arms.
Thoughts were crashing around in her head. She knew somehow that the man who was making love to her was not her husband, it wasn't Alex, and it was neither Dave or Clay. Whoever it was, he was one terrific fuck partner!
The stranger rode Randi long and hard. He shoved his cock deep and when it was as far in as he could get it, he ground his hips in circles that created a stirring sensation deep within her. He remained silent through the entire fucking except for his heavy breathing. And Randi thrust upward to meet each of his pushes. Together they collided at their sex spots over and over again until they both reached a climax at the same time. Both groaned in the luxury of fulfillment.
The stranger leaned his head forward and planted a passionate and silencing kiss on Randi's already open mouth. She was consumed by the man, his kiss was long and it lasted throughout their combined orgasms.
When the head of his cock had become too sensitive to continue fucking; he finally stopped. Randi also slowed and then discontinued her upward thrusts. The kiss lingered for a few more seconds and then they pulled apart.
In the way that people sometimes just know something, Randi had known that whoever it was who had mounted her in the darkness of her bedroom and fucked her so lovingly and completely, was well hung; but not until he began to withdraw did she comprehend fully just how big this man's cock was.
It seemed that it took a long time to get the cock disengaged from her still quivering cunt.
The final plop sound and the rushing sensation told her that he was out. The stranger still held her close and breathed deeply to expel his hot breath against her neck a couple of times before he spoke.
"Could I interest you in a subscription, ma am?" he asked softly.
Momentarily Randi was startled. The realization was becoming very clear. She did not know this man!
Randi placed her hands against the man's chest and pushed him upward. She reached for the lamp at the bedside and when she switched the light full on she saw that it was a man she'd never seen before! Fear took hold of her; she almost screamed but his smile and kind words put her at ease.
"Lady don't be sore at me. I saw your note on the door and I came on in, just like the note said. Then I saw you laying here, naked and sleeping, I just got so hot I couldn't leave," he explained.
The salesman's facial expression was not threatening; she still held him close. She had not been had. She had participated; the stranger had fucked her so well and with such affection that she could only be confused. Anger and fear left her.
In spite of the man's attitude, Randi realized that Alex could come along at any moment, she definitely did not want to have him discover her in the sack with someone else.
"My husband will be home soon," she lied.
"I'll go. I'll get out real quick, lady. Don't be mad at me, please. And don't be frightened," he said.
The man got up and dressed quickly. While he moved about the room, Randi watched him closely; she was impressed by what she saw -- as much as by what she had felt. He had a big cock: she regretted having to send him away.
"Look, can you leave me a number where I can call you?" she asked.
"Well, yeah. Sure. That is, I don't know the number but I'm at the Airport Inn and I'll be there for three more days. Then I may have to be on the road again," he told her.
"I'll call you. I promise I will call. Maybe I could come out to see you at your room," Randi said.
Soon he was fully clothed again and he left quietly after one last kiss.
CHAPTER NINE
JUST IN TIME
Randi had barely finished straightening her bed for the second time that day when she heard footsteps in the hallway. She whirled around, unsure who would be coming into her bedroom.
"Alex," she shouted. "Oh, it's good to see you."
Alex stood at the doorway and looked at the still naked Randi and felt his cock lurch inside his pants. He'd come straight from work and he wore old denims that were thread bare and faded. His hardening cock was clearly visible through the thin fabric.
Randi rushed to him and placed her hand over his cock. The touch, the feel, the heat of her hand there made him harden all the way.
"Mrs. Wallace, I've been so hot all day thinking about you. I really want to fuck. Real bad," Alex told Randi.
"I'm ready, honey. Let's do it," Randi said and she led him to her bed.
It took brief seconds to get Alex undressed and they tumbled into the bed. They embraced, stroked each other and kissed. Randi reached down to feel the object of her delight and she was pleased to feel that his cock was rock-hard.
Alex, thinking that he should indulge Mrs. Wallace in some foreplay scooted down in the bed so that he would be able to give her oral sex she enjoyed so much. But to his surprise, he found that her cunt smelled of heavy sexy musk aroma that he picked up was not simply that of a steamy cunt. He smelled cum. A male smell.
Alex was raising up to ask Randi why she smelled so strongly but she spoke first. "Alex, honey, I still have not douched. I wanted to keep the smell and the feel of you inside of me."
Content with her lie, Alex pulled her to him and kissed her. He accepted what she said and went on with his love making.
Randi couldn't believe what was happening to her. Another fuck! She had had more sex in the last few days than she could have ever imagined. She'd masturbated herself, she had been fucked and she had been eaten out by some guys who gave good head. She had even had the opportunity to show off her body while she fingered herself and she had been allowed to watch Alex jacking off. She'd had her first woman-to-woman sex and then a sensational fucking from the salesman. And now, Alex was wanting to fuck, too! She felt like an old Roman courtesan and she loved it. She was proud that she could allow herself the freedom to satisfy herself. She was able to do for herself what most women would only think of.
Randi wanted another fuck session too. She held Alex's cock firmly and stroked him up and down a few times. His cock bounced up and down and expanded so much that her fingers did not reach all the way around it.
"Do it to me, Alex! Fuck me," she panted.
Alex let his natural guidance system take over and he got into position quickly. He slid his cock into her in one thrust. The feel of Randi's cunt was good for him. Soft. Wet. Velvety and hotter than hell!
"Oh, Alex. You feel so fucking good," she moaned.
"And you feel good to me, too, Mrs. Wallace. Real good," Alex told her.
Randi closed her eyes and submitted once more to the demands of her body. She needed fucking. Alex was fucking her. As simple as two plus two. The solution was coming.
Randi held him close and dragged her nails up and down his back, not hard enough to scratch him but with enough pressure to arouse him even more.
Alex's cock was jerking around inside of her and her clit was being massaged by his hot flesh. She pushed hard against him to meet him, thrust for thrust.
"Harder, baby. Do it to me herder," she cried out.
Alex obeyed without thought. He thumped his cock in and out of her and his sweat poured over them both.
She was still matching his thumping strokes, her hips grinding wildly when she felt the first sensations of orgasm.
"Ohhhh, Alex. I'm getting off. I'm going to come, baby," Randi managed between grunts.
She was going to come fast and she was going to come hard. All the other stuff they'd done had been good but Randi had been so hot and horny all day that this fucking was the frosting on the cake. This was the fuck that she needed, not just wanted.
"Mrs. Wallace, I'm there! I'm coming," Alex said between gasps for air.
Together they got off. She gushed her creamy substance and he spurted his come deep into her. The liquids combined and the fucking motions made those hot sounds that turned them both on. Slurp. Slurp.
Alex was fucking her so hard that the bed rocked. Randi let go with a scream of ecstasy as she came with him. They came together in a mutual orgasm. Both came hard and they both used each other to get the most they could from their fucking.
Alex felt that he could go no deeper into Randi. Randi thought she'd been impaled because Alex had swollen to such dimensions and was so hard.
When the sensations began to ease up, they stopped their fucking's rhythmic motions and collapsed in exhaustion.
In no time at all, they both slept. Still connected, cock to cunt, they slipped into a deep and sexy sleep. Both were dreaming of sex and both dreamed of each other.
CHAPTER TEN
STAYING OVERNIGHT
They both remembered that first night they'd spent together.
Randi sent Alex into the kitchen to she went in the get drinks for them while bathroom to freshen up.
When he returned, a naked waiter, he served her drink and kissed her tenderly on the neck. Alex knelt before her and looking directly into her dark eyes said, "Mrs. Wallace, what more can I do for you?"
Randi was beside herself. Not only had she found a man who was all man, she found one that wanted her pleasures to come first. "Alex, you were wonderful this afternoon. If you feel up to it, I'd like for you to stay overnight with me. I would like to make love with you through the dark hours of the night. Will you stay with me?"
Alex was only too happy to be of service to the beautiful woman and he said, "Mrs. Wallace, I'll do anything to you or for you that you want."
They finished their drinks and when they'd sat the empty glasses on the bedside stand, Randi reached for Alex's hand. She pulled him down on top of herself and hugged him close.
For his part, Alex was aware only of the naked, warm and soft female body beneath him. Her tits were like pillows that he rested against.
Randi's hands began to rove over his back and down to the muscular and very firm cheeks of his ass. She tickled the flesh there with her nails for a minute and she became aware at once of the stiffness that was growing between her legs but which belonged to Alex.
Randi slipped her hand between their bodies and grasped Alex's cock. It was hard as it could be. The first two sex sessions had not swindled his ability. Randi guided the big organ to her cunt and then raised her legs so that her own thighs were parallel to Alex's body and her knees were against her own shoulders.
In that position, the stud on top of her had to take only a slightly modified aim and his was home again. Randi began to jerk her body back and forth as she bounded up and down too and the movements were Alex's cue to just lie still on top of Randi and let her gymnastics do the fucking for them.
Together they cried out and the sounds they made were like two animals in the forest. Randi's cry were those of glee and Alex's cries were those of a man buried to the hilt in the warmth of pure sex.
When Randi's cries became louder and louder Alex stopped his thrusts and calmed her a little so she too stopped her vigorous motions. "Did I hurt you baby?" he asked.
Randi sobbed with the thrills at the joys she was experiencing and told Alex that the cries she made were because he was meeting the need she had had for so long. She finally was getting the fucking she had longed for and had been unable to get.
Realizing that Randi's cries were only a signal that she was truly enjoying their sex, Alex began anew. This time his thrusts into her were not simply in and out, his fucking consisted of rotary type movements coupled with deep thrusts.
Because he had been lost in his own sexual depths Alex had not realized that Randi still had not cum with him. As they lay there looking into each other's eyes and nibbling affectionately at each other's lips and ears it dawned on Alex that his sexy neighbor was still unfulfilled.
"Mrs. Wallace, let me please you. Let me do something for you so that you get off real good. O.K.?" Alex asked.
Randi wanted to cum and cum and cum with Alex so she lay back, spread her arms and legs to allow him free reign with her body. "Alex, do it to me. Make me feel good," Randi pleaded.
With that Alex knelt on the bed between Randi's shapely legs and blew gently on the hairs that covered her pubes. The gentle whisper-like breeze that he created sent shivers up and down Randi's spine. She didn move a muscle though; Randi had decided to let Alex do whatever he wanted and she was willing to go along with him.
Alex slipped his hands under Randi's legs and lifted them into the air. He slowly slid his own body backward until he was lying belly down on the silky sheets with his face a few inches from her still wet cunt. He was very aware of the fragrances that she produced and he inhaled the smells of her deeply.
Randi tried to remain still but the anticipation of what was to come made it impossible for her. Her ass began to twist about and she began to whimper.
Alex began by gently kissing his way down her legs alternating from the left from to the right leg. He moved slowly and made wet circles on her delicate skin with his tongue.
Randi felt the heat from his breath on her cunt lips and she had all she could do to keep from crying out again. Her hands were clenching and unclenching and her head thrashed from side to side.
Alex prolonged what was to come by moving his loving lips to the backsides of Randi's legs and when he did she lost control. Randi cried out finally, "Alex, Alex, please do it to me. I need to come and I need it real bad!"
Alex didn't waste time. He moved at once to her groove and buried his face there. His tongue sent jolts through her. He made certain that his kisses were soft and gentle, it was like a butterfly fluttering on her clit.
Alex remained on Randi's clit for a long time, working slowly and making sure that his lady lover was getting the most from his face fucking. When he decided that she had been adequately prepared he stuck his tongue out as far as he could and holding it rigid, he moved to slide it into Randi. The hot and wet object slid against the walls of her cunt and then suddenly she was coming.
The grunting sounds that came out of Randi now were basic and primitive. Alex could hardly believe his lovely partner was capable of such sounds but he knew the Randi was coming hard.
He stayed with her while she leapt from one orgasm to the next. For all the ladies he had ever been with, Alex had never had the thrill of seeing and hearing and feeling a woman come over and over from his face fucking them.
Randi's spasms were powerful and she was nearly uncontrollable. Alex had to work to stay in tempo with her. When Randi clamped down with her vagina he sucked his tongue into his mouth and when she relaxed slightly then he blew his warm breath on and in her, and then he slurped his tongue back inside of her.
The fluids that oozed from Randi were flowing now and she was emitting heat from crotch that actually made Alex sweat. He was enjoying the cunnilingus almost as much as Randi. Unconsciously Alex was twisting around and bucking into the bed with his hips and causing a delicate kind of friction on his cock from the silk sheets.
While Randi was in the throes of sexual ecstasy and coming like an automatic weapon, Alex was beginning to feel the thumping feelings in his lower abdomen and especially in his balls that warned against impending orgasm again.
Randi reached down with her hands and grasped Alex's head and forced his face as far as possible into her cunt. He could barely breath but the act itself and the friction he was feeling caused him to unload again too.
The spunk that he dumped onto the sheets this time was only slightly diminished in volume and as he came he became almost animal like. While Alex romped in Randi's cunt and came at the same time, he cried a muffled, "Aaaaggghhh..."
Randi's climaxes were beginning to lessen as Alex finished coming on the bed and she fell back totally spent.
Alex was weak and shakey when he finally scooted up, alongside of Randi to hug her close and whisper lover's comments in her ear.
When Alex snuggled against Randi they both were aware of the great amount of sweat they had produced. Too, they were aware of each other's love juices, Randi's were dripping from Alex's face and his own gooey spunk was smeared over the sheets.
Randi wanted to remain there in bed, locked in embrace with her hnky neighbor forever but she felt that they should bathe before they finally slept.
At length, Randi whispered to Alex, "Baby, let's go take a shower and then soak a while in the hot tub."
Alex was still, despite his physical depletion, eager to accommodate Randi so he got up and held his hands out to her to help pull her up off the bed. When Randi stood in front of him he pulled her close and kissed her deeply and passionately.
When they separated at last, Alex went to mix another drink for them while Randi prepared the shower and the hot tub.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
MORNING REFRESHER
In the morning, when Alex woke feeling a little stiff and uncomfortable, he knew it was because he and Randi had slept the night through with his rod stuffed in her. They had spent the night on their sides, facing each other, connected cock to cunt.
Alex lay still for a moment and just stared at the sleeping, lovely face of Randi Wallace. He could barely believe that he had been the recipient of her attentions. The most beautiful woman in the whole neighborhood had chosen him for a sex partner. His good fortune was a change of pace. He'd been unhappy in his sex life since his last girl friend left him. Now though, he was with a woman who could add a new dimension to the definition of the words sexy lady.
Slowly, very slowly and very gently, Alex began to rock his pelvis so that he made tiny, tiny thrusts inside of Randi. She was still inflamed; he could feel the warm, wet, smooth texture of the tissue that was her cunt.
She responded, in her sleep, to the slight fucking. She murmured something that he could not understand but he knew well what she meant because the corners of her mouth turned up in a small smile. She clamped her thighs together and squeezed Alex.
If it had not been for the fact that he had a long cock, he would have popped out of her, but owing to the length of it, he was able to lay face to face with her and still have a considerable stretch of cock inside of her hot cunt.
Alex was toying with Randi. He wanted to go full throttle ahead but he restrained himself so that his barely perceptible thrusts could work her into a sleep-shattering frenzy. He expected that when she awoke it would be with a raging need to get off. He held off his own desire and continued with the minifucking.
As Randi awoke and orientated herself she smiled, too. She was tickled to know that Alex had slept with her all night long. She knew they had slept, cuddled in each other's arms and she felt his fullness inside of her cunt. She knew there would be one more go-around before Alex had to leave for work.
In a movement that might well have been choreographed, the couple moved together into the proper position for a deep, satisfying fuck. Randi rolled onto her back; Alex rolled with her, staying right in the saddle.
With Randi on the bottom and Alex on the top, they increased the tempo of their movements immediately. She brought her legs straight up in the air and then spread them as far as she could. She held onto Alex's arms for stability and begged for him to take her to the heights.
Alex was on his knees and elbows over Randi. He changed his speed from fast to rapid. He was like a piston pounding in and out of the cylinder of a very overheated motor. Randi opened her eyes and looked around Alex to see their ref lections in the mirror that hung on the wall at the foot of the bed. From her vantage point she could see her own ass bouncing up and down, she could sec the backs of her legs. The sensitive, rarely seen rear end and legs looked good to her because she admired her own body.
What she saw also was the muscles of Alex's ass squeezing together and then relaxing with each in and out thrust. His back muscles were locked into a flex. He remained on his knees and his thighs were spread wide apart too so that she could see big dick sliding in and out of herself. His balls slapped against her ass and made little skin-to-skin smacking sounds.
Randi could not take her eyes from the images she saw in the mirror and it took her only brief moments to attain the orgasm that would set her free from the need that originated up inside of her.
Alex continued his fuck rhythm while Randi plummeted over the edge. He allowed her the luxury of coming first; he did all that he could to make her orgasm a good, long one.
The single sound that Randi made was "Oooooo."
Sweat popped out on her skin and ran heavily down her sides. The contours of their bodies made little suckling sounds in the sweat that added to the sensations. With each sound there were little bubbles of liquid popping between their bodies.
While the orgasm continued, Randi arched her back and met Alex thrust for thrust. He could hold off no longer and he became a wild animal. His spunk spurted from his big cock and Randi believed that she could feel the heated goo deep inside of herself. Randi's creamy liquids flowed from her in torrents.
Pleasantly exhausted, they collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs. Alex lay on top of Randi, careful to keep the full weight of his body from pressing down while she recovered her breath.
Even in their spent conditions, Alex kept up the small in and out motions that felt so good to them both. They had come, their orgasms were over, but his slight movements kept alive the feelings. They were regaining their strength but they continued to feel their sexes meshed.
Randi and Alex got out of bed when they had sufficiently regained their energy and strength. With arms wrapped around each others shoulders they walked to the bathroom. Alex set the water temperature and stood back to allow Randi to go first.
"You shower first, Mrs. Wallace. I'll put the coffee on while your bathe. By the time you're finished, I'll be back with coffee, O.K.?" With that Alex walked from the bathroom. His cock was still half hard and it swung back in forth in a wide arch in front of him. He looked down at himself and smiled.
When he returned with the hot coffee, Randi was just drying off. He stood in the doorway and watched while she scrubbed the fluffy towel over her delectable body. Naked, this lady was a sight to behold. He counted himself very fortunate to have been selected by her.
When she finished drying off she accepted the mug of brew from him and Alex stepped into the shower. The hot water felt good and he began to sing while he bathed, "Roll me over in the clover, roll me over, lay me down, and do it again..."
Randi slid the shower door open a little and reached in to slap Alex on the butt. "You naughty boy," she chided, "get that big thing of yours off your mind and concentrate on getting to work on time."
They laughed at themselves and when Alex finished his shower and stepped out to dry off he could smell bacon and eggs frying. "Wow," he thought, "this is almost too good to be true. She fucks like a bunny and she cooks too!"
After breakfast, Alex left for work, though he would much preferred to have stayed home.
CHAPTER TWELVE
THE MAN AT THE MOTEL
Randi's thoughts of Alex and herself didn't take up her whole day. She got into cleaning the house again and soon she was lost in her work.
Around noon she stopped for a cold drink and while she sat at the kitchen table her thoughts wandered back over the past several days.
What came abruptly to her mind was the book seller who had stumbled onto her and the fuck session they had shared. Randi wondered where he was and if he was still in town. Would he like to see me again? she mused. More for the hell of it than for any other reason, she reached for the telephone and the directory. She ran her finger down the listing until she came to the Airport Inn. She dialed the number and asked simply for the magazine salesman because she did not know his name. Oddly, the desk clerk knew exactly who she meant and Randi thought she detected a slight snicker when the clerk told her he knew who she wanted. The line buzzed and clicked, and then there was a ringing at the other end.
Randi really did not expect an answer so she was a little surprised when the phone was answered. She recognized the voice at once.
"Hello," said a sleepy voice.
"Pardon me," Randi began. "This is Mrs. Wallace. I met you a couple of days ago when you came to my house. Do you remember me?"
"Yes, I do!" The voice was no longer sleepy. Now he sounded wide awake.
"Well," she said, "I hope you won't think me terribly forward for calling you but I so thoroughly enjoyed our time together that I thought I would call and invite you over for lunch."
"Mrs. Wallace, I'd love to come for lunch. And I accept your invitation; but only on one condition. You see I just took a new job and I'd like to show you around my new place of employment," he told her.
Randi readily agreed to his condition and they set their luncheon for noon.
Just before they hung up Randi remembered to ask the handsome, older man's name.
"I'm Leslie," he said. "Just plain Les will do."
Randi rushed about getting lunch ready. She fixed tiny ham sandwiches and she had several kinds of cold finger foods, chips and dip and she put several cans of been in ice as well as a bottle of wine. She sat out the blended whiskeys and mixes and two highball glasses. When everything was ready she showered and dressed for the occasion.
Her choice of clothing this day was a tube top and very short shorts. She thought for a moment about what kind of shoes to wear and decided against any. Her long, curvy legs were going to serve to entice Les back into her bed. And, the bare feet would signal him to be more than just casual. She wanted him to feel at home.
At five minutes till twelve Randi heard the knock at her door and she hurried to let her guest in.
"Les. It's good to see you again. And thank you of coming over on such short notice." Randi was a cordial hostess.
Today Les looked somewhat different than he had the first day that they met and Randi couldn't tell exactly what it was about him that seemed changed. Finally, she asked him what was different.
"Oh, for my new employer's benefit I've colored my hair. The grey is all gone. All of it," he said.
In answer to her inquiry, Les stood up and removed his shirt. There wasn't a single hair left on his thick body. Now his muscles stood out clearly because there was no longer any greying body hair to camouflage his contours.
Randi was surprised at the change. In fact, he looked even better. His age was concealed and his looked a good ten or fifteen years younger.
"Is that the extent of your change?" she asked.
Again his answer was non-verbal. Now he kicked off his loafers and dropped his pants. The surprise this time was in seeing that he had removed every bit of body hair. From his neck to his ankles, Les was totally nude. Not a single hair remained.
Not only was he hairless, his skin seemed to shine with the recent scrubbings and shaves he'd had. Randi sat and stared, dumbfounded.
Les moved close to her and told her, "You can touch and feel if you like."
She could hardly contain herself and she was eager to run her hands over him. His body was no longer that of an aging man. He was restored in appearance to youthfulness and vitality.
Her familiar leaking began right away. Randi knew that the wetness she began to feel in her too-tight shorts meant that she would soon be ready to fuck.
She wiggled around on her seat and tried to keep Les from seeing the wetness appearing on the fabric of her shorts.
"Perhaps you would like for me to strip also?" Randi asked.
"Yes. I would like that. I'd like to see you naked again. But more than that. I'd like to have our lunch before we get too carried away. Can we eat... nude?" Les's question was answered the same way he had answered Randi. She stood and peeled off her tight two pieces of clothing and stood just as naked as he.
"There. Much better," he told her. "Let's eat."
Randi served their meal with trembling hands. She was hot and she wanted to get down to the business of sex but she was going to do as her guest requested.
The lunch took the better part of an hour and during that time they talked of many things. Finally Randi said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to ask about your new career. What is your new line of work?"
"I, Mrs. Wallace, am the new manager and director for Fantasyland," Les told her.
"Whatever is Fantasyland?" Randi asked in all innocence.
"Fantasyland is a nudist resort where a man or woman can get anything they want in the way of earthly delights." With his explanation, Les grasped his big cock and stroked it a couple of times to emphasize the meaning of his statement.
In spite of her eagerness and desire for sex, Randi was momentarily shocked. She loved the sight of Les with his cock in his hand but it was an even hotter sight now that he was so completely naked.
"I don't know that I understand exactly what you mean," Randi told him.
"Fantasyland is a motel with a motto of No-Tell. If anyone is adult, freely entering the premises, liberal in their concepts and willing in the attitudes, we will see to their needs. There are, of course, limitations. We do not provide deviations."
"We simply allow healthy men and women to fulfill their fantasies with no fear of exposure to an indifferent world." Les continued to hold his cock but he'd stopped stroking himself because he didn't want to get too close to coming.
"I've never heard of the place," Randi said.
"Well, let's go see it, shall we?" Les stood and reached for Randi's hand. He pulled her to her feet and held her hand in his. He stopped only long enough to retrieve his car keys from his pants and then he walked Randi to the back door.
"Where are we going? What are you doing?" she asked.
"You may have noticed that I parked in your driveway, all the way in the rear of your yard. That is so we can go from the house to the car without your neighbors seeing that neither of us are dressed. We go naked. Everyone is naked at Fantasyland." Les was smiling as he explained his intentions to Randi.
Randi wasn't too sure about this turn of events. She definitely wanted to be with Les. And she liked to run around in the nude too but she didn't know if they could actually drive somewhere, naked, without being seen.
When Les gave no indication of changing his mind, Randi went along with him. She was getting too turned on to say no so she allowed him to lead the way and she followed in anticipation of what was to come.
They made it to the car with no one around to see them. Randi noticed that the act of walking outside, perhaps the risk involved, made Les erect. His cock stood straight out from his body. With no hair at the base of the long thick cock it appeared longer than she remembered it. The foreskin was drawn back and the head looked like a small red apple.
Randi was intently aware of the tingly feelings in her vulva. She itched to reach down to her clit and rub herself but she already was dripping and she knew that any contact with the sensitive tissue was courting disaster unless they were actually going to get it on. She resisted the urge.
Les carried on a perfectly normal conversation as they drove across town to the freeway entrance. Other drivers that they passed didn't seem to notice that the two people in the car had no clothing on. Randi had slumped a little so that her luscious breasts would not be too apparent to other motorists.
Now and then see would look over at Les and she realized that in spite of his casual demeanor, he was extremely excited by what they were doing for he maintained his hard on for the whole trip.
When at length they turned off the highway and followed the dirt road into the desert Randi asked if they were getting close.
"That depends on what you mean by getting close, Mrs. Wallace. I'm so close now that I could get off with just two or three strokes on this thing of mine. If you mean are we getting near to Fantasyland, yes we are. We'll be there in just a few minutes."
Les's cock was standing perpendicular, straight up from his lap and his sitting position put pressure on the muscles that ran under his balls which caused his cock to extend to it's farthest extremes.
Randi was literally dripping and she had located a towel in the back seat of the car which she had wadded up and stuffed under herself to try to absorb some of the fluids. She didn't want to leave a stain in the upholstery of the car.
When they crested the hill and saw before them an old motel Les said, "There it is. Fantasyland. Nudism. Sexuality. Fun in the sun. Sex. Hot videos. Singles, doubles, you name it. If it's clean and safe, we'll do it."
Randi was really getting hot now. The excitement of what she was doing and the potential for incredible sex was making her shake.
They parked in a protected parking area and when they walked from the car to the entrance they did not have to worry about being seen by nosey neighbors. Everyone in the parking area was naked too. There were people of every description. Some were just leaving, some were just arriving. All of them were naked and they were exciting to see.
Les guided Randi into the main building and they stopped briefly at the front desk where there a couple of dozen naked men and women milling about.
While Les spoke with he desk clerks, Randi took in the sights. She had never seen so much flesh in her life. Even in her wildest, lewdest dreams and fantasies she had never imagined such goings on. She only regretted that she had not known of this place before.
When Les completed his business at the desk they began their tour of the adult resort.
They passed from the registration area into a pool and sun deck. There were couples actually engaged in sex in full view of other men and women. The single thing that most attracted Randi's attention was that it was strictly man to woman. Nothing else was happening.
Next they entered a large video room. There was a big screen television and it was showing a X-rated video. In the video Randi saw a beautiful woman sitting astride a handsome man and each time the woman on the screen raised her butt up a little Randi could see a long, thick, sloppy wet cock. She could see the wet stuff that flowed from the actress to run down and over the actor's balls. The people in this room about sat about in singles and couples. All the viewers held their attention strictly to the performance of the video actors while they all masturbated themselves.
The sights were enough to make Randi want to indulge herself too, but Les had other sights yet to show her. They walked on and the next area they came to was a giant massage room. There were padded tables all around the room and in the dim blue lights Randi could see various sizes and shapes of men and women lying on the tables. At each table there were anywhere from one to four people doing the massages. Again, the sight was so hot to Randi that she wanted very much to participate.
Les seemed to understand that she was getting aroused and he spoke to her in soft tones, "Just hold on while we do the tour Mrs. Wallace. I want to get you all hot and bothered before we fuck. Hell, look at me. I'm ready to come right now too but I want to make the entire tour before we get down to the business of taking care of each other sexually."
Randi could only nod her head. She wondered what more there was to see.
They walked out the back door of the massage room into the bright sunlight again. This time they faced a row of cabins that tourists in times past had used to rest in. Now the cabins were converted into sex pads. Each one had a large color television and the antenna wires were connected to a bank of video players in the office complex. There were videos being played for the benefit of the cabin occupants that were of almost every conceivable kind of sex that was clean and safe.
Les explained that they provided a valued service to some people who were not able to locate actual sex partners. They could come here and for a small fee, enjoy the privacy of the cabin, and they could get off alone while they watched the videos. He went on to explain that it had been determined that the incident of sex offenses was decreased because some of the people who had previously been frustrated, now were able to provide themselves the gratification that they otherwise might not have had.
At last they came to a big building that looked like an old hunting lodge. It was a two story structure made of logs and it was a rambling building extending almost sixty feet in length.
The rooms of this building were not like those of a hotel. The old lodge had been gutted and the rooms rebuilt into large, wall to wall rooms all connected by a single hallway. In other words, one had to pass through each room, not around them.
Les and Randi wandered through the rooms. Randi remained very close to Les. In the first room they came to a very tall, thin, blonde couple. Both the man and the woman were attractive. They were bent over a video monitor playing a video game of an adult nature.
At their feet, a dark skinned couple, probably of East Indian descent were engaged in copulation. They were fucking as though there was no one else within miles of them. The couple playing the video game paid no attention to the couple on the floor and the couple on the floor was oblivious to the others.
Randi and Les stood and watched for a few moments until the couple got off and then they walked on.
They entered another room and they saw before them two naked, very beautiful people. The man was the kind that one would expect to see in a muscle magazine and the woman was like a New York model. Both stood in poses on table tops, immobile except for their breathing. Around them stood twenty or so people who were cheering on the artists who were painting their bodies. The hunk was being painted by a fat lady and the sexy woman was being painted by an old man.
Finally, they found the stairs that would lead to the second floor. The first room they came to was occupied. There were four naked people locked into passionate couplings in the big bed. Randi would have gladly joined them. Again, they stood and watched for a while until Les tugged at her hand again and they moved to the next room. There they encountered another foursome except that only the two women were busy with each other. The men stood on each side of the bed and watched.
Finally, when Randi thought she could not hold out any longer, they came to an empty room with an empty bed. She pushed Les onto the bed. He lay sprawled on his back and she lowered herself into a kneeling position between his legs. He responded with every nerve fiber to the flutterings of her fingers on his cock. She leaned forward and licked his throat, she kissed his forehead and blew softly into his ears. Lowering herself she nibbled across his chest and then worked further down on his body. She avoided contact with the big stiff cock except to let her long hair drag over it.
When Les reached the point where he could stand no more and was ready to pull Randi down onto the bed and fuck her soundly, she raised up and then straddled him.
Slowly, practically a centimeter at a time, she lowered herself onto the massive organ. Now hairless, it felt as good as it looked. When Les's cock was all the way inside of Randi she threw her head back and let go with a low animal cry. Then she bent forward and began to ride him.
Their lovemaking lasted a long time in spite of their recent sex-viewing and the level of their arousal. They were both hot but they made their fuck session last. They needed to come but both managed to sustain themselves and to make it good for each other. Les lay as still as he could, letting Randi do the fucking the way that would pleasure her the most. When he came it was thunderous. He shot wad after wad deep into Randi and she gushed her creamy goo that ran in thick rivulets onto him. When their orgasms let up, their strengths left them like water running down a drain.
They napped for a time, woke, fucked once again in the same position and then they went downstairs to shower and swim. Randi couldn't believe it. Fantasyland. There really was such a place and fantasy, she knew, didn't have to exist just in the imagination anymore.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
OVERNIGHT IN FANTASYLAND
Randi was so pleased to have found Les in the first place that she barely had room in her heart for all the thrills and wonders that he was showing her. He had gone to bring the shaving equipment and some observers. She got ready.
Just as soon as she was in position, the door opened and Les led a group of men and women into the room.
There were "Ooohhhs" and "Aaahhs" from the people who filed into the room and saw Randi lying there with her sex and her ass completely exposed. With her legs pulled apart, they could even see the bright pink flesh of the inside of her cunt.
She felt a combination of embarrassment and heat from all the stares and guttural comments. But Randi was too far committed to change her mind now. She wanted this show to go on.
Les moved to sit on the side of the bed. He smiled at Randi and placed his finger over his lips to indicate silence. She nodded in agreement and to signal him to hurry.
He wiped her clean and then he dipped the corner of the towel into the hot water. He laid the steaming towel over her cunt and she gave an involuntary shudder. The heat felt good on the sensitive tissue. He laid his hand on the towel and pushed down and rubbed in circular motions.
After a few minutes he lowered his hands and the soap to the water. He worked up a lather and then lifted the towel away and began to rub the soapy lather into her pubic hair and into her cunt.
Randi was unable to lay still. His hands on her cunt, against her inner thighs, was too much. She was getting too hot feeling him rub her down there. She spread her legs even more. They were spread as far apart as possible. Randi wanted Les to be able to get to her with no obstruction.
After a while he stopped massaging the soap into her and he picked up the shave cream gel can.
He sat down the can and began to work the shave cream into the hair that surrounded her cunt, down between her legs and over her ass.
When every bit of hair was covered with the shave cream, Les picked up the new razor and began to work. He drew it first across the pubic mound and when he picked it up and away from her everyone watching could see a clean patch of tender skin.
The spectators were awed. They were actually being allowed to watch this good looking manager/stud have the best looking woman in the whole place. Some of the men were stroking themselves and some of the women were fondling breasts or cunt lips.
Les placed his index and middle fingers, one on each side, around Randi's cunt and pulled the skin tight. He slid the razor down each side and when he was through there was no hair left and Randi's cunt was now fully visible.
He dipped the towel once again into the hot water and squeezed the excess back into the pan. Then he wiped away the remnants of soap, leaving Randi a fully bare sex. Now that he was finished he noticed that she still was oozing her natural lubricants.
He continued to fondle her and he was encouraged on by the watching members. Some suggested he fuck her.
More than anything, Les wanted to perform for the watching eyes of the members that he had summoned to watch the shave.
For her part, Randi was only just barely able to lie still but she tried and she kept her eyes wide open to enjoy the spectacle of the others playing with themselves.
He used both hands to rub oil over his rigid organ and the watching club members were really turned on by watching him do that to himself.
With Randi still lying in fully exposed position, Les leaned over to kiss each of her feet. He made little kissing sounds as he moved from toe to heel on each foot and then he repeated his foot loving again to tickle her from the bottom up.
He ended up by sucking on Randi's toes and by licking the ticklish spots between each toe. Randi was ecstatic with all the attention and all the feelings he was causing to be sent through her body. His mouth on her feet sent actual shocks through her whole body.
When it seemed that Les could not possibly wait any longer, he told the members to stand back so that when the men among them came it wouldn't be on or near Randi.
Les mounted Randi quickly. His cock was so stiff, so hard, from all the stimulation that he didn't have to guide himself in with a hand. He slid into her easily. The combination of their juices and all the oil the Les had poured over them made her cunt so slick and easy that he sunk to the hilt at once. The heat, the wetness and the excitement of all the people who were watching were just too much.
On the first dip into her Les began to come. He could not control it. Almost a premature ejaculation, his love juices were spurting into Randi as he slithered into her. He didn't even try to pull back on the first thrust. He simply stuck his cock into her one time and had an orgasm. Randi rocked with him and encouraged him and when he finally stopped coming into her he raised up a little to align his face with her.
"Don't worry baby," he told her. "I'm going to fuck you so long and so good that you'll get yours."
Les had to hang on to keep from being pushed out by the violently spasming muscles of her vagina.
Randi had the presence of mind to continue watching the others. The men were aroused from watching the shave session and the women were living proof that females experience the same desires and excitements from visual stimulation that men do.
Randi watched when the men came and she saw their spunk come onto the floor in front of each. The women were wildly wet and she could see as well as hear what they were going through. Some of the women masturbated with a single digit, some used two or more fingers, a couple used their thumbs from both hands at the same time.
She smiled at the group standing around her and then at Les. She whispered in his ear, "Les, more."
The whole group broke into much deserved laughter. They had strained against themselves, they watched, a display of sexuality and they got their reward. Now they were able to release the last of their pent up emotions. The more they laughed, the better they felt.
Randi sat up on the side of the bed and leaned her head against Les's shoulder. He wrapped a protective arm around her and held her close.
Slowly and appreciatively the group filed past Randi and Les to thank them, one at a time, for performing for them then they all trooped downstairs and into the pool. Let and Randi followed and joined in the fun in the pool.
Around noon the Fantasyland cook and waiters brought food to the pool area. Once more Randi was delighted. The buffet they served was a fruit and cheese conglomeration. What made this different was that every dish was hand formed to resemble a body part. The bananas had been carved to look like long pale penises. The melons were cut into vaginas and apples were made into small, perky little tits. Everything was brightly colored and it was not only fun to look at and talk about, it all tasted good.
While Randi and Les ate, they carried their plates and wandered among the crowd of still naked club members. Randi was constantly being delighted by the comments that she was receiving from those members who had been present the night before when she let Les shave her pubic hair away and then make love to her.
Les was proud to be the host of such a lovely and desirable woman. He knew he was the envy of every man in the group.
After lunch, everyone there retired to their rooms, communal and private, to rest. Randi was tired from all the activity; she was anxious to cuddle close to Les.
They went into the quarters that were provided for the manager behind the registration desk. Les left word for the clerks to wake them at four o'clock and he also told them not to disturb him or Randi until then.
The desk clerks, a young man or 26 and a young woman of 20 stood quietly while Les and Randi walked around behind the desk and into his private rooms. Once the door closed, the naked young man, Ralph, whispered to the naked young lady, Betty, that he doubted the new boss and his girl friend would be getting any sleep. They both giggled at the naughty suggestion and then went about their work for a while.
They worked in silence for a while and it was Betty who broke the quiet spell by addressing Ralph. "Do you think they are sleeping yet, Ralph?"
"Shit no they aren't sleeping. Didn't you hear what they did last night? After all that they are bound to be revved up still. I bet they're enjoying another fuck right now."
Betty was curious so she held a finger over her lips to let Ralph know to keep quiet and she tip toed close to the door and leaned down to peek into the key hole.
What she saw was not exactly what she had expected.
There before her, under bright lamp light, were Les and Randi sitting astraddle on an ottoman. They faced each other about two feet apart. Les was fingering Randi with one hand and feeling her tits with the other hand. Randi, still half the energetic team was stroking Les's big cock with both hands. They were both in another realm. Their eyes were closed and they were allowing themselves to slither along on their sex organs alone. Nothing else existed for them other than his cock and her cunt and tits.
Betty stared, enthralled, at the sight before her. She knew that Les had a big fat prick, but she had not realized that it could grow to such proportions. She wished those were her hands instead of Randi's pumping away on him.
Ralph had come to stand next to Betty; he tapped her on the shoulder and motioned for her to move aside so he could see too. He dropped to his knees at get his eyes lined up with the key hole. When he got a focus on the action in front of him his cock gave a jerk and began to clamber upward.
For the moment, Betty was forgotten, he sat there with his weight resting on his heels and watched. He stared for a long time and when he was just about to reach for his own now hard cock he remembered that he was not alone.
Ralph stood up, his cock standing out from his body and turned to face Betty. He swayed his hips back and forth a couple of times and caused his cock to bound back and forth. Betty's eyes bulged. She didn't know that Ralph, like Les, could produce such startling erections.
Now it was Ralph's turn to signal for silence. He held his finger over his lips and then motioned for Betty to back against the counter top. He helped her to hop up and sit on the desk portion inside the counter which put her pussy in direct line with his rod.
Betty, barely past being a virgin, even at her age, was a bit shy. She had no problem with nudity because she had grown up in a family of nudists but she was still a little shy about fucking in broad daylight.
Ralph, the considerate lover, stood in front of her and kissed her tenderly. Then he asked, "Hay I Betty? Would you like to fuck?"
She didn't want to speak the words so she nodded her head and then leaned back and spread her legs wide. Ralph took his time entering her. He stood for a very long time with only the head of his cock stuck in her. What he was doing was allowing her to feel him there, was giving her time to tell herself that it was all right.
Betty was turned on. The image of Les and Randi finger fucking each other still was on her mind. And the sight and the feel of Ralph's large cock had her dripping wet. She was making a puddle on the desk top and she was getting more than a little bit ready to diddle her good looking work partner.
She pulled her heels up to rest them on the edge of the desk and with that maneuver she gave Ralph a straight shot at her love channel. When he pushed into her she felt his hot length slide against her clitoris and she let her head fall back on the top of the counter. She raised her arms to hook them backward over the counter and thus braced, she was ready.
"Give it to me Ralph. Pump hard and deep and don't stop. Do it Ralph, do it," she whined.
Ralph was only too happy to oblige her. He rammed into her and pulled almost out, then repeated the moves over and over. Each time he pulled back he pulled almost all of his cock out of her, leaving just the widely flared head buried in her hot little cunt.
He kept up the same pace, pushing in to the hilt and pulling out just to the head time and again and when he could not hold off any longer, he said, "Betty, I have to do it. I'm there. I'm gonna dump my nuts!"
Betty remained unmoving and allowed Ralph to do it all. Her cream was now flowing and she slipped into the ecstatic frenzy with Ralph. They were both quivering and grunting and gasping for air. He spurting again and again into her and she pouring her goodies out to add to the already substantial puddle.
They came together but it was Betty who stayed the longest. Her orgasm seemed that it might not subside. She was still coming when Ralph was finished. He pulled his big, still stiff dick out of her and observed that she was still having spasms in her cunt. He leaned down to lick and kiss her nipples and help her stay there as long as she could.
Betty brought down one arm and one small hand. She curled her fingers over her cunt and rocked the arm back and forth. The motion was all it took to extend the orgasm more. She had not had to reach into herself to keep the spasm coming.
When her goo was all over everything and she was finally satiated, Betty fell limply back against the counter once more and cried out, "Ralph, you were wonderful!"
Ralph wasn't sure what the new manager would think if he knew the hired help was fucking on duty so he wanted Betty to keep down the noise. The only way he could think to silence her was with a long French kiss. He slanted his lips over hers and kissed her passionately in his attempt to quiet her.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CO-WORKERS AT WORK
Ralph's efforts to quiet his sexy young co-worker were not successful. Les and Randi heard the young woman through the closed door and they smiled knowingly at one another.
It was Randi who spoke first, Les, I can't seem to get enough. Can we move to the bed and finish this?
"Anything you want, you got," he said to her.
They stood together and walked to the bed. They didn't lay quietly, they tumbled onto the bed, a tangle of arms and legs. Naked limbs were caressing naked limbs. And then with hands and open mouths they began to work on each other. Randi was so aroused from having played with Les's cock and from the mauling he'd been giving her tits that she was sex ready when they hit the bed.
They squirmed around on the bed until they were head to toe and they began a little game. Both Les and Randi did identical things to each other. If he licked her toes, she licked his toes. When he kissed her ankles and licked her legs she did the same to him.
They were scooting in opposite directions so that they soon lay in a sixty-nine position, face to cunt, face to cock. When Les planted his face in her pussy, Randi gripped his cock and guided it to her mouth. While she jacked him off with her hand, holding the bulging head of his cock in her mouth, he slurped at her cunt with his tongue and tickled the clit.
They were bound to one another by their mouths and their sexes.
Les was as sex hungry as Randi. He could match her one for one. She could go toe to toe with him too. They were like to athletes trying to out do the other, neither able to say "I give" and neither willing to miss a tumble with the other.
Les, with his face buried in Randi's crotch began to caress her legs with his finger tips. He stroked the sensitive, ticklish inner thighs and sent shivers all over again through Randi.
Unwilling to let him best her with his sexual acrobatics, Randi continued her cock sucking upon him but now she took his balls in her hands and began to massage and twist the sensitive orbs.
They were working for and against one another. What he could think of she would do and vice versa.
Les opened his mouth wide and began to wallow his tongue back and forth across her clitoris. Randi was whimpering with the sheer pleasure. Whatever Les could do to her or for her was exactly what she could tolerate at that moment.
While he worked her over with his mouth and tongue she did her part. She pulled his cock from her mouth until only the wide, flaring head remained inside. She held the fat organ in both hands and pumped vigorously.
Together, again, they were pulling and pushing each other into orgiastic ecstasy. He was dribbling the clear, salty, chlorine-sweet pre cum and she was oozing the creamy stuff that he loved to taste and smell.
Suddenly Randi was no longer just moving in sinc with Les. She began to thrash about and to groan and squeal and Les knew that her time was at hand. He knew that she was going to come once again.
The knowledge that he had succeeded in bringing his lovely female partner to the sexual nirvana was all it took to edge Les into that wonderful place too. As Randi's secretions turned into a flood and as her muscles clamped down on his tongue in spasms, he began to spurt his come in large, thick gobs.
Just at the moment that Les was going to start pumping his spunk out through his cock Randi moved onto her back and left him to his own devices. He grabbed hold of his cock and pumped it with near violent motions. His goo shot from him in long pearly ropes that landed on the sheets and created big, wet spots which they would look at an hour later and muse over their sex.
While he was pumping his cock and finishing up, he also remained with his face buried between her legs and rode with her to the end.
Randi made lusty, husky sounds that came from deep in her throat. She was a slave the her own body and it held her captive for a few moments while she came.
When at last she was through coming, Les still held himself and he still pumped away at his loins. His cock had not softened and he was milking every little drop that he could from himself.
Finally they were done. They both fell back in refuge from their sex. He was swollen still and throbbing. She was seeping still and her cunt continued to tingle.
Their flesh was inflamed, red and hot.
They were perspiring laboring to settle into a regular breathing pattern.
When they had rested long enough Randi raised up and said, "My turn."
"Good idea, another turn. But I think I'm about shot for a while. Let's have another little rest and then it will be your turn," Les suggested.
"Sure honey," she agreed. And they settled back into the luxury and comfort of the big bed.
When they had slept for several hours, much longer than they had intended, it was Randi who woke first. She got up from the bed and went to get herself a cold drink. When she returned to the bedroom she stood next to the bed and gazed down at the sleeping form of Les. She looked him over as one might when examining a piece of art work. A critical was what she used when she appraised him. Finally, her eyes stopped on Les's prick and she felt herself responding to the sight. Flaccid now, it was still long and thick, curling against his leg as if it too were asleep. A pear shaped drop hung at its tip. Reacting on impulse, she reached down touched her fingertip to the drop. The fluid was thin and slightly sticky as she pressed it between her thumb and forefinger.
As she watched, the cock twitched and began to swell. It thickened and grew longer and moved away from his leg, increasing in size until it was almost twice as big as it had been at rest. It seemed to her to act as if it had a life and a will of its own. Within seconds it was fully erect and standing stiff at an angle down from his belly.
Randi suddenly realized that she had become extremely excited. There was something doubly erotic about causing this to happen while Les was asleep. It was as if she was keeping an illicit tryst between herself and the Fantasyland manager's cock. She drew herself up onto her knees and crouched over his still form, moving her face close to his dick. She touched the shaft lightly with one hand, feeling the blood course through it, each beat of his heart throbbing in the distended, purplish crown. With the other hand she reached down and stroked herself.
When she was very near to orgasm, Randi brought her face closer and as gently as she could she encircled the tip of the rod with her lips. The skin was hot and smooth and the head of the big cock filled her mouth. The Fantasyland manager's heartbeats were even more perceptible now. She took more and more of the big cock into her mouth until she felt it press against the back of her throat. It tasted strong and slightly musty after their recent fucking. She moved her head up and down again slowly and steadily in exact rhythm. The glands of her mouth were exuding saliva, her tongue slithering from side to side on the under portion of the long shaft.
Les groaned and Randi felt a warmth spread from between her legs, along the nerves and tissues and muscles of her body, the orgasm seizing her and holding her in an exquisite tension. She quickened the movement of her bobbing head as she heard the sounds issue from deep in his chest. His body tensed and he said, "Oh my God, Randi, please don't stop."
Les's cock jerked convulsively and a scalding stream of semen spurted into Randi's mouth. She could feel it spilling into her, onto her tongue and running from the corners of her mouth. She swallowed once and then held her head still, and once again she was in the grasp and hold of yet another orgasm.
Randi's capability to endure multiple orgasm was profound. She was unique and special and she took full advantage of the gift of her own body.
When her second orgasm came she felt Les becoming soft. She released his cock and fell back onto the bed with him and let herself go once more. She allowed the orgasm to rack her and to pound about inside.
Her own heart thumping heavily in her chest, she rolled against Les and he gathered her into his arms. She lay quiet and listened to the intermingled, sounds of their breathing in the large shadowy room. Outdoors a slight breeze had come up and it stirred the curtains in the window. Had it not been for the sound of the wind outside, Randi might have thought it was their breathing which moved the curtains.
When he spoke, Les's voice was soft and slightly hoarse, "That was beautiful Randi."
She looked up at him, smiled and said, "So are you."
His hand slid down her back and caressed her. "I could love you Randi. Very much."
She made no response to that.
"I really could come to love you," Les repeated.
That time Randi was moved and she smile through happy tears and said, "I already love you, Les."
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
A NUDIST WEDDING
In the days that followed Randi and Les spent every waking and sleeping moment together.
She initially felt a slight guilt for allowing herself to fall in love with another man when she was already married. However it took only a short time until she was able to convince herself of the truth: she had never really loved David. She had been in lust with him, not in love. Now she was in love with Les and her lust for him was simply an aspect of their emotions for each other.
They discussed the possibilities of their future together and Randi was east into a difficult situation. Did she want to continue with her partner, changing as she had just over the last few days or should she accept the love that was being offered by Les and settle into a new routine with him.
Randi talked at length with Les. She told him about David and their years together. She talked about Alex and she told him of their sex together. Les understood.
She spoke too of Clay and Dave and Cindy. She bared it all to Les to examine and in return he told her his story, start to finish.
They looked carefully at each other and they considered where their love for each other could take them.
Les was more philosophical; he explained to her that at their respective ages they could not afford to dally for too long. Randi accepted what he said, thought and believed.
When Randi talked of her desires and ambitions with Les she believed that he cared and she had no problems detailing for him the things that she thought it would take to make her truly happy.
Randi told him, "I've always played a role. I was the proper wife and I called myself Mrs. I never felt good about that marriage. Now I want to be a Mrs. again but I want to share your name. I want to share your life. If you want to continue on here at Fantasyland, I will work, side by side with you to make your new career a big success."
Les was so thrilled with her promise and her honesty that he gathered her into his arms and wept tears of true joy. When he could speak, he said, "Randi, I promise you that in the years to come I will be yours. Yes, we will remain here at Fantasyland and we will even allow one another the right and the freedom to experiment and explore but it will be only in the fulfillment of fantasy."
They struck their prenuptial agreement. Les gathered all the club members together by mailed out invitations. He had not realized that so many people belonged to the club until he went through all the files in the office. He found that more than 200 people were regular members and some 350 more were guests at frequent intervals.
When the date arrived for Les and Randi to make their announcement to the members they spent several hours in preparation. Both were freshly shaved from neck to ankle again. Both were showered, oiled and perfumed and not a single hair was out of place when the barber and hairdresser finished with them.
Together they walked into the large pavilion and garden all the members and guests had gathered to hear the announcement that their new director was to be wed.
Under a bright sunshine, beneath a wide canopy of desert willows, the membership sat in silent expectation.
When Les and Randi walked onto the grassy knoll that served as the tanning, lounging area, where picnics could be held and where they were safe from the scrutiny of the curious, they climbed onto a makeshift podium and, naked, greeted the members and guests.
It was a glorious event for the sexualist and for the nudist. In a time and place where people were free to indulge in the natural things of this world, the handsome couple announced they would be married.
Applause thundered from the many new friends and Randi was moved to happy tears. Les tried to stifle his emotions and to maintain control of his crackling voice but he could not. With his best effort he presented himself and Randi as their co-managers and announced that they would be married soon and would share duties and responsibilities.
When the shouts and cheers died down Les announced too that a party was going to follow. He shouted to them, "The party is on. If it feels good, do it. Enjoy yourselves!"
The celebration lasted from Friday night through to Monday morning. It was a time of feasting and partying. The members were treated to live entertainment and they had dances in the huge old lodge that usually served as orgy house.
There were exhibitions of sexuality and there were plenty of men and women among the collected guests to enjoy the displays.
It wasn't just his celebrity status they applauded. It was the fact that justice was working with the Fantasyland members and guests to help achieve the liberation and fulfillment they believed was their due.
The music began and Les and Randi began their walks down two different aisles to meet at the foot of the stage where they would join hands and walk the final few steps together to stand before the magistrate and exchange their vows of marriage publicly.
Randi was naked, as was everyone else, except that she carried a small bouquet of flowers and around one ankle she wore a chain of daisies. The daisy chain was to signify her willing participation in a free marriage.
They completed their walks and met at the center of the gathering, they linked arms and walked to the J.P.. There they spoke the words that would unite them in love and in honest expression for the rest of their lives.
When the wedding ended, the naked throngs shouted and cheered and the partying began anew.
Randi had clutched in her hand, unnoticed by everyone, a folded sheet of paper that was her passport to freedom and happiness; the court order that decreed she was no longer wed to David and was now a free agent, free to choose Les and the life he would walk through with her.
