As he bent over, Janet became very aware of her choice of clothing. Janet went to clean up before she joined the party. It caused her neglected nipples to get erect. She didn't want to alert her very jealous, drunken husband to a problem for a couple reasons. The blood was rushing to another part of her body and she could once again hear her husband talk to her while this teenager violated the pussy that previously had experienced only his cock. She heard a squishy sound as he worked her cunt. She now realized he did and it was pressing into the soft flesh of her right asscheek.
It was a subtle combination of cinnamon and man sweat. There were a couple die-hard buddies that stayed with him and told dirty jokes and got as drunk as he did. And then, felt her lips tighten around the narrower shaft. Janet was really talking to Kevin, who had taken her lack of reaction and her leaning forward as permission. Her hips moved back and forth, in response to his actions.
Her husband Tony was out in the driveway, telling one of his stories and making a drunken fool of himself again. She glanced down and saw the boy's head just below the leg of her shorts and though he was reaching to put the plates in the can, his head was turned and staring up at her crotch. Tony was the only man who had ever seen her pussy. Janet groaned as she watched the boy's hips pound against her. Janet actually felt sorry for him. That would surely bring Tony running. He wiggled them back and forth like you do to show someone walking, only faster.
Then she felt cooler air on her ass and pussy. Janet grabbed the sink to keep from falling over. And don't you ever tell anyone. His rhythm increased and so did her building orgasm. Her hips twitched and her head rolled back and forth.
Even though he wasn't touching her, she could feel the heat from his body on her bare legs. She has several pair and was wearing the powder blue today. I thought when you pointed to your crotch, and say put it in here, that you were. It was their annual 4th of July bar-b-que and a couple dozen friends and family were there. He now knew she wasn't a natural blond. The boy, full of teenage energy only fucked her faster.
She slapped him hard across the face. She decided to use her vibrator. Janet shivered as she turned to face him. Janet felt her knees wobble, much the same as when Kevin touched her pussy but she also felt like she was going to throw up. The voice belonged to Jeff, one of Tony's drinking buddies. It throbbed and the housewife gasped. He seemed unaware of the contact.
Her nipples got harder and began to make bumps in the material of her halter. She could feel his cock spurting his load in her. She couldn't have been more surprised if Jesus Christ himself suddenly appeared on the kitchen table, wearing a crotchless pink tutu, with a chicken on his head, asking if he could stick his penis in the toaster, while her husband bent over and Madonna crawled out of his asshole. She would have to be careful to not be alone with Kevin while she was still feeling the afterglow, or she might do something else she'd regret. She had known Kevin all his life and he was almost a son to her. His hand slipped under her loose halter and squeezed her tit and pulled her nipple as his hips jack hammered against her ass.
She touched two fingers to her lips. It was typical for her to wear her thin, nylon shortie shorts in the summer. Janet looked down and saw the boy kneeling behind her, his face level with her bare ass, eyes wide as saucers. Janet had been told by several people that she looked like Courtney Thorne Smith, and she had even dyed her hair blond to make it more so. It was hot and tickled the hairs on the back of her neck. First, she felt the breath on her thigh. So standing, she was fine, but if she bent over too far, well.
He caught her erect nipple between two fingers and pinched and tugged it. He stumbled to the door, his head hung down. She flushed at the thought of Kevin looking at her trimmed bush. He was close behind her, looking over her shoulder, out the window. It had been way too long since Tony had done that to her.