Thinking back to that Wednesday evening when she answered the phone, Darlene recalled how the familiar male's voice had her shivering with excitement as Skipper Harmon asked "How is the mother to my newborn son doing?  You are breast-feeding him, aren't you?  I just bet the little guy loves sucking on those tender pink nipples of yours …………………just like his daddy does!  I can't wait till I get back on Saturday …………………and get a taste of that sweet milk from those beautiful titties of yours!"

Having rented a room at this motel, just as Skipper had instructed, Darlene awaited for his arrival.  Though she loved her husband dearly, Darlene just could not refuse the captivating Skipper Harmon, father of her baby and also that of her year older illegitimate grandson.  Darlene then thought back to that eventful day last summer when Skipper had stopped by the house when she was baby-sitting her daughter's baby, her grandson.

Then, at the age of 38, a happily married and faithful wife of 17 years, Darlene had succumbed to the charms of the handsome teen.  A mere touch by the young teen and she had melted in his hands, then led by the devious young man to her marital bed where she got the fucking of her life.  That one and only indiscretion had dire consequences, leaving her pregnant by the handsome young stud.  Not wanting to abort her handsome teen lover's baby, Darlene made her loving husband think that a faulty rubber had put her in the family way.

Grabbing her purse, deciding that she just couldn't cheat on her husband again, Darlene rushed to leave.  But upon opening the front door, she gasped as the handsome teen was standing their with a smile on is face.  Purse taken from her hands and tossed aside, Darlene went weak at the knees, panting as Skipper took her in his arms and planted a passionate kiss on her lips.  Lips parting to admit his exploring one, Darlene melted once again in his strong muscular arms.

Blazer unbuttoned and now lying upon the empty chair, Darlene looked down as Skipper slowly undid the buttons of her blouse.  Wearing a bra with thick cups to absorb the leakage of milk, Darlene could stand there and pant nervously as Skipper pushed her bra up to bare her breasts.  Tossing her head back and closing her eyes, Darlene shivered her handsome lover took a sensitive nipple into his mouth and began suckling the sweet milk out of it.  Nipples chaffed and tender from breast feeding little Jimmy, Darlene shivered in both pain and pleasure as little Jimmy's father took his turn in sucking the milk from her swollen breasts.

Lacy black bra unhooked and tossed to the floor, Darlene wiggled her hips to assist Skipper in getting the garment off her.  Clenching her thigh muscles, Darlene felt her love juices flowing as her lacy black panties were being pushed down over her trim hips.  Naked and lying widespread upon the motel's queen-sized bed, clad only in her 3" black heels, Darlene used her fingers to rub then against her juicing slit and up against her sensitive clit while watching the handsome lover getting out of his clothing.  Left heel peeled off, Darlene shivered and curled her toes as her young lover teased her toes with his wet tongue.  Then her right heel was peeled off and tossed to the floor as Skipper slurped at her curling toes, then taking them into his mouth.

Seeing Skipper's jutting manhood, Darlene anxiously reached out to grasp this fleshy bone to pull him to her.  "Oh, Skipper …………………….yes …………………..yes ………………….ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!" she crooned as his thick prong sliced deep into her gushing slit.  "Oh, lover …………………yes ………………fuck me ………………..fuck me ………………….fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Darlene cried out, wrapping her trim arms and legs around her over, locking her heels together as she fucked herself up onto his boner.

Darlene knew that she was once again playing with fire, that allowing this handsome young stud to possess her body at this time of the month could again have her ending up with swollen belly in a few months.  But Darlene didn't care as she threw caution to the wind, wanting only feel the exquisite pleasure once again, something that she had only felt with Skipper Harmon's manhood fucking in and out of her gushing slit.  "Oh, Skipper ……………yes …………………..yes …………………..so good ………………….so good ……………I ……………….I …………………ohhhhhhhhh ………………I'm ……………….cumminggggggggggg!" she screeched as her body convulsed uncontrollably.

Fucking the once faithful wife who had given her vows to another man, the woman he had seduced a year ago when stopping by to visit her daughter and who was now the mother of his baby.  Grasping her trim hips, Skipper thrust himself fully into her and began humping away.  "Yeah, Mrs. Mullins ………………..squeeze me with those long sexy legs of yours ………………….ah, God sweetie …………………………squeeze me ……………..I got a pintload of my baby juice all stored up for you!" he taunted.

For Skipper, this was the ultimate in life, seducing another man's beautiful wife into bed and knocking her up in the process.  Exactly twice his age, the mother of a gal he had dated and knocked up, Skipper gloated in knowing the fact that she also had recently mothered his child.  "Gonna cum, Mrs. Mullins ....................ohhhhhhhh …………….……..gonna cum ………………….I'm ………………..gonna knock ya up with my kid again …………………..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he moaned as he spurted his hot potent seed into her fertile womb.  Cock twitching to send a spurt of thick jizz splattering up against the walls of her womb, Skipper procceded to empty his swollen balls into the lovely woman.

Getting home late that afternoon, Darlene rushed to prepare dinner for her husband and daughter who lived with them since giving birth to little baby John.  Darlene felt guilty, having had her daughter Cheryl watch both the two little babies while she went out to have a secret rendezvous with the father of their babies.  Now that she had once again committed adultery, maybe even impregnated from her indiscretion once again, Darlene went about to prepare a nice roast for dinner.  Standing at the sink, squeezing her thighs together, Darlene shivered at the feel of her young lover's slick and thick seed oozing out of her ravaged slit and into the already sopping wet crotchband of her panties.

With Cheryl, now nineteen, having sat the two babies that day, Darlene was only too happy to return the favor and encouraged Cheryl to go on out that night.  Though Cheryl had second thoughts about going out to dinner, saying that she would be just as happy spending the night with little John, Darlene told her daughter "Nonsense, you've been cooped up for a long time!  You need to go out and have a little fun!  You sat the babies all day and allowed me to relax a bit and have fun, now it's your turn!"

With Cheryl getting dressed and her husband watching a ball game in the den, upon hearing the doorbell Darlene left the babies to answer the door.  Looking at the time, she presumed that it was Ted Battenberg stopping by to pick her daughter up.  Darlene was quite happy that Cheryl and Ted Battenberg, a high school classmate who didn't mind the fact that Cheryl had borne a child out of wedlock, would be tying the knot soon.  In fact, Darlene was quite encouraging of Cheryl marrying Ted, hoping that the young man would want to adopt little Johnnie.

Opening the door to greet her daughter's fiancé, Darlene's eyes widened and her mouth dropped wide open as the handsome stud whom she had left only hours ago now, stood before her with a wide grin on his face.  Husband in the den, daughter in her room, Darlene stood frozen at the front door as she was grabbed at the waist and then French-kissed at the front doorway.  As Cheryl's footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs, the kiss broke as Cheryl called out "Hi, Skipper!  You remember my mom, don't you?"  Then to her mother, she advised "I'll be back early, we're just grabbing a bite to eat for old times sake!"

Facing the handsome teen once again, Darlene could only say softly "You damn bastard!  How dare you?"  But Darlene was unnerved upon hear him retort back "Yes, Mrs. Mullins …………a real no-good mother fucker!"  A moment later, Darlene stood at the front doorway watching as Skipper's car pulled out with Cheryl in the car leaning upon him.  Flabbergasted at the gall of the handsome young jock, Darlene was fuming mad, yet she knew very well that she would again drop everything just to be with him once again.

Actually, when Cheryl had gotten Skipper's call to go out to dinner with him, she advised him that it'd merely be dinner and that he should expect nothing more.  She advised him that there would be no touching, no kissing, that anything besides dinner was totally out of the question.  She told him on the phone that afternoon that she had been dating Ted for awhile, that Ted had just proposed marriage the other night and she had accepted.  "He just loves little Johnnie and will make a good father for him!" she had advised.

Swallowing in nervousness as Skipper grasped her left hand to bring it up to his face as he commented "My, what a nice sparkling diamond Teddie boy got you!"  Knowing better, yet continuing to let Skipper hold her hand in the car, it became clear to Cheryl that it was a total mistake.  As in the past, she once again melted under the touch of the handsome jock who knew all the right buttons to push.  First it was hand holding as he old boyfriend fingered her diamond ring, then Skipper was caressing her bare arm with the back of his fingers as he drove along.  Then her hand was being pulled over onto Skipper's lap as Cheryl panted desperately to get her breath.

For Skipper, the thought of getting it on again with Cheryl had not entered his mind till that afternoon.  Only when he was lying in bed naked with the beautiful Mrs. Mullins, learning from her that Cheryl and Ted Battenberg would be getting married, did Skipper's interest in his former girlfriend pique once again.  Unwed and having given birth to his child, she no longer was of interest to him.  But upon learning that she was to get married to his former classmate, Skipper began to think with the head between his legs once again.

Though telling herself not to stoop so low and give in to him, as experienced from their years together in high school, Cheryl couldn't resist but to give his cock a squeeze.  Cheryl's resolve to hold her ground and to keep Skipper at bay, had all but dissolved at this point as she anxiously pulled the zipper down and reached in to fish out the tool that had given her so much pleasure during high school.  Cock in her hand as she fisted him, Cheryl was enthralled as the familiar pleasure giving shaft grew under her touch.

Seeing the sparkle of her diamond flash about as she fisted him, the sight of it had him so turned on taht Skipper was about to cum right in her face.  Reaching out to place his hand behind Cheryl's head, pulling her down onto his lap, Skipper chuckled "Gonna marry Ted, huh?  Lucky guy!  Does he know what a great little cocksucker he's getting?"  Pushing down with his hand as he arched up a bit in the driver's seat, Skipper sucked in his breath and moaned "Oh, that's it, baby ……………….suck it ………………….suck it all up!  Damn ………………….you give great head!  Yeah, baby …………….it's been nine months since you last gave me head …………….and you ain't missed a beat!  Yeah, Teddy's one lucky guy!  Cumming …………..cumming ……………….eat it ………………..eat it all ……………..suck it up, you cock-hungry little bitch!"

Moments later, Skipper turned into the parking lot of the motel and pulled up into a stall.  Cock now dwindling in Cheryl's still sucking mouth, Skipper wound his fist into her long blonde hair and pulled her off him as he snickered "Ahhh ........oh, baby  ………..………you got it all ………………sucked my fucking balls dry!  Now let's go and see if you're still a fucking little minx in the bedroom!"  Jerking her head back, making her look up at him, he asked "You put out for Ted yet?"

As Cheryl responded by shaking her head 'no', Skipper smiled and taunted "Shit, he hasn't got into your pants yet?  He doesn't know what a hot little whore he's got?  Damn, what a fuck'n loser!"  Opening the door and pulling her by the hand to get her to exit the driver's door, Skipper then led Cheryl up the very motel room that he had screwed her beautiful mother throughout the afternoon.  For Skipper, it would certainly be a memorable day, first nailing the beautiful Mrs. Darlene Mullins and then following-up with her sexy cock-hungry daughter who just accepted a marriage proposal and sporting a nice shiny diamond ring.

Up in the motel room, knowing all of Cheryl's buttons to push when she was in dire need of cock, Skipper advised "C'mon baby, give me a striptease …………………..show me what Teddy boy is in store for ………………….after marrying you!  Yeah, still so damned sexy!  Boy, your belly sure got round like a watermelon when I knocked you up …………………..but you sure got your shape back!  C'mon, hop up on that bed and lemme see if I can get that belly to swell up again!  Let me give you and Teddy a wedding present right now!"
 
Back at the Mullins' home, having prepared bottles of milk for the two babies in order to keep them contented, Darlene looked at the clock on the wall.  The minutes that had passed since Cheryl and Skipper had departed seemed like hours.  Going to the den, she advised her husband "Honey, I need to run down to the store and pick up some diapers for the kids!  Can you handle them for a bit?  I'll hurry on down and get back as quick as I can!"  Getting into her car, Darlene headed on out, her mind in total shambles.

Stopping at the curb, Darlene's head slumped down in despair, eyes tearing upon seeing Skipper's car parked in front of the motel room that she had rented earlier that day.  With the lights in the motel room dimly lit, Darlene knew very well what was taking place in the privacy of the motel room at that very moment.  Sniffling back her tears, Darlene pulled out from the curb and began her journey back home.  "Bastard!" she muttered softly as she left for home.

Up in the motel room, Cheryl was naked once again with the handsome Skipper Harmon.  She never had been able to put off his advances and still couldn't, no matter how she tried.  Here she had intended on breaking things off completely with him, telling him of her recent engagement to Ted Battenberg and soon to marry him, so what was she doing in a motel room with Skipper.  'Damn, not even fifteen minutes after seeing Skipper and I'm giving him head in the car!' Cheryl thought as the handsome jock got between her widespread legs.  With Skipper teasing her by merely touching her itching slit with his bloated cockhead, she panted out "Skipper .........................Skipper ..............................please ..................................don't tease me .........................I need it ...................................I need it!  Fuck me, damn you .................. ......................fuck meeeeeeeee!"
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Sliding his cock into the slick twat of the horny little bitch, hearing her mewl and coo as he fucked into her, Skipper wondered if Ted Battenberg would still consider marrying Cheryl if she got knocked up by him again.  With her trim arms and legs wrapped around him as he fucked in and out of her, Skipper was determined to give it the old college try.  "Oh, babyyyyyyyyyyy ……………………you're just as hot as ever ………………you gonna make a good little wifey for Teddy boy!  Oh, ahhhhh ………………..you had better get Teddy to move up the date and marry you right away ……………………before he sees you fat and pregnant once again!  Ahhhh......................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Skipper groaned as he proceeded to seed her fertile womb.

Upset with her daughter for letting the guy who left her with child to raise alone take her to bed once again, Darlene knew that her afternoon tryst with Skipper Harmon was even worst.  Darlene then tried to concentrate her anger towards the handsome stud, her daughter's boyfriend who had seduced in her own home and impregnated her a year earlier.  And to whom she had again succumbed to earlier that very day.  Darlene knew very well that if given the chance, she'd switch places with Cheryl in an instant, just to have the handsome young stud fucking in and out of her once again.

The next morning, Skipper Harmon sat at the breakfast table, telling his parents how great it was to be back home for the summer.  Skipper had certainly enjoyed his first day back thus far.  Back less than twenty-four hours, having already put two notches onto his belt, Skipper was intent on bedding as many women as possible …………….the more the merrier ……………preferably beautiful married women!  Having fucked Cheryl's beautiful mother earlier that day and then seeing Mrs. Mullins' face upon his arrival at her home, that made fucking soon to be married Cheryl Mullins that much sweeter.

Later that morning, Skipper headed off to the high school football field as he had promised his old coach to make a showing at the football clinic he put on for young players each summer.  With Skipper a well-known star who had led the high school team to the state championship and now a college player at State U., his presence brought about quite an excitement among the younger players.

As this was to be the first day of the clinic, it was to be a half-day session so as to avoid any exhaustion problems with the inexperienced players.  Thus, after the practice on the field was over, Skipper would be helping out in the last half-hour or so in showing various moves to the players as they rested on the bleachers.  Having always taken the philosophy of 'giving what you can and good things will return to you tenfold', Skipper wanted to repay his coach for helping get him to where he was now.

That philosophy was again to pay big dividends on this day.  As the players began to disperse, Skipper kicked back and chatted with his former coach, telling him how he was coming along in college ball.  With only one of the players remaining to be picked up, his coach was sticking around the field just to make sure everyone got off that first day of the clinic.  The coach had gone over to chat briefly with the player, making sure that he had a ride home, then came back to the bleachers commenting "Mother should be here soon!  Coming to pick him up on her lunch break!"

A few minutes later, with the coach putting the last few orange cones into his bag, Skipper turned to look at the emerald green SUV that pulled up into the parking lot.  He then felt that familiar twitch in his loins upon seeing the sexy woman opening up the door at the rear for her son to put his football gear in, muttering to himself 'Damn, what a fuck'n fox!  Sure would like to get into her tight little panties!'

Figuring that she must be in her early to mid-thirties, viewing that her son being in junior high, Skipper eyed up the classy woman dressed in a baby blue outfit and navy blue heels.  'Jeez, what a beautiful ass!  Fuck, she looks so fuck'n prim and proper …………………..bet she ain't ever had a big boner shoved up that tight little ass of hers ……………..God, I'd sure like to hear her scream when I nail her cherry ass!' he thought in his head while the one between his legs throbbed in anticipation.

As the SUV pulled out of the parking lot, Skipper went about gathering the rest of the gear to help his former coach load thing up into his car.  Thinking quickly with his devious mind, he advised "Hey, Coach!  Some of the players look like they got some potential!  Whenever I can, I'll stop on by and giv'em a few pointers ………….if its okay with you?"  Of course, his former coach was only too glad to have Skipper stopping by as the younger player all knew and respected him.

Checking out the clinic's schedule with the coach, Skipper learned that it'd continue to be half days for the remainder of the week, then move on to sessions lasting the entire day with much time devoted to build up the player's conditioning.  Not wanting to waste any of his precious time over his short summer vacation, plus the image of the sexy beauty stuck in his mind, Skipper began to concoct a plan that would help him learn as much as possible about her in a short time.

Stopping by towards the end of practice the next day, Skipper befriended the youngster who had been the last to be picked up the day before.  With his coach wanting to head out as soon as he could to run some errands, Skipper told him "Go ahead Coach!  I'll hang out here with him till his ride comes!  Think I can go over some of the plays and moves with him that'll help him out!"  Helping his former coach gather up the equipment and watching him depart, Skipper slandered over to the young Tom Miller to initiate his plan.

"Hey, Tommy ………………you looked great out there today!" he called out, knowing that would make the youngster's day.  Sitting down next to the boy, Skipper then proceeded to give him a few extra pointers as to how to improve his technique in faking out an opposing player.  Then Skipper began his inquire about the young lad's parents, learning that his father was an engineer while his beautiful mother was a court reporter.

With the familiar SUV approaching, slowing to turn into the parking lot, both Skipper and Tommy Miller slipped off the rock wall as the SUV pulled up alongside of them.  As the lovely woman got out of her car to unlock the back, Skipper turned on the charm, extending his hand in greeting her "Skipper Harmon, Mrs. Miller!  Nice to meet Tommy lovely mother!"  Taking and holding beautiful manicured hand, not letting go, Skipper could see that he had quickly unnerved the lovely beauty.

For Mrs. Kristen Miller, at age 35, she had married her first true love whom she had met in college.  Having Tommy as her son was a true blessing as he was always so caring and thoughtful of others, along with being very bright in school and never a problem.  Having rushed over on her lunch hour, she planned on picking up a burger for both of them from the drive-thru.  As she turned into the parking lot, Kristen could not help but to notice the handsome young man sitting on the wall next to Tommy.

Now with her hand in the strong grip of the handsome Skipper Harmon, Kristen's heart was fluttering like never before.  Unable to breathe, she could only stammer out a weak response "Kr ……………….Kristen ………………..Mil ………………..Miller!  Tommy kept talking about you last night!"  Finally she was able to take a breathe, her hand finally freed, just before it became noticeable to her son.  "Tha ………….tha ………………..thank you for keeping Tommy company!" she advised.

"Thanks for all the tips, Skipper!  Are you coming tomorrow?" young Tommy asked.  "I'm going to try Tommy!  Can't promise though!  You take care!" Skipper replied as the boy hopped into the front of the SUV.  As his lovely mother closed the back of the SUV and just turned the corner of the vehicle, Skipper called out "Oh, Mrs. Miller!"  As the lovely beauty stopped and turned back from around the edge of the vehicle, Skipper smiled broadly and confidently.  He took in the lovely beauty, dressed today in a pastel yellow dress and 3" white heels, which caused his cock to bulge in his crotch.

Holding up a plastic tab with a key dangling from the bottom of it, Skipper approached the mesmerized beauty who looked as if hypnotized by the swaying silver key.  Now just a foot away from the trembling beauty, key dangling between them, Skipper spoke softly but confidently "Evergreen Motel!  Room 204!  Just a few blocks from here!  Right after you drop Tommy off at home!"  Then Skipped let the motel room key drop into the open bodice of her dress to nestle down between her bra-encased breasts.

'How dare he come on to me like that?  Like an easy mark who goes ga-ga when a handsome jock makes a play for her!  The audacity of that young man!  How dare he think I'm that way …………………..that I'd risk my marriage …………………break my marital vows of over 15 years …………………for a quickie in some run-down motel room!' Kristen panted as she drove.  Then, from out of her distant fog, she heard Tommy's voice saying "Mom …………….Mom ……………….don't forget the burgers!"

Turning quickly into the fast food operation, Kristen pulled into a stall rather than going through the drive-thru.  Grabbing her pushing, she then handed her son money, telling him "I'm not hungry!  You go ahead and get what you want while I make a phone call!"  With Tommy out of the vehicle, Kristen called her workplace, getting hold of her co-worker "Sue …………..Hi!  Say ………………I just picked Tommy up from the football clinic!  Seems like he sustained an injury to his arm …………………think I should play it safe and take him in to the doctor and get some x-rays!  Can you cover for me the rest of the day?" she asked.

Hearing her coworker readily agree, Kristen replied "Thanks ……….thanks, Sue ……………I owe you one!"  Looking towards Tommy as he paid for his food, Kristen reached up to finger the hard metal object caught between the vee of her breasts and the connecting strip of bra.  Biting down on her bottom lip, heart fluttering like crazy, Kristen clenched her thighs together as her love juices seeped out to soak the crotchband of her panties.

At a dead stop on the street just before the entranceway to the Evergreen Motel, Kristen looked at the sleazy fronting of the cheap joint.  Then she was startled back to reality by the loud beeping of the car horn behind her.  Turning into the parking lot, heart pounding madly, Kristen drove slowly till she could make out # 204 on the motel room door on the second floor.  Looking about, realizing that this motel was only a few miles from her home and fronted the main street, she then pulled her car around the corner and out of sight.

Retrieving the motel room key from between her breasts, Kristen looked about just to make sure no one around would recognize her.  Getting out and locking the SUV, Kristen kept close to the side of the building and out of view to the main street, then made her way up the stairway to the second floor.  Key in hand, looking about nervously again, she then unlocked the door to slip in and close the door behind her.  Heart pounding, unable to breathe in her nervousness, Kristen observed the handsome teen confidently sipping a beer as he sat upon the sofa.

Then as Skipper set his beer down and stood up, Kristen panted for breath as the handsome young man stepped towards her.  In a panic, Kristen turned and fumbled with the doorknob, then froze and shivered upon feeling the strong muscular hands caressing her upper arms.  At a total lost at this point, she could only close her eyes in defeat as Skipper Harmon's right hand slid down to hers, then drew her hand back behind her.

Fingers pushed into a zippered opening, Kristen gasped as she made contact with the sticky flesh of manhood.  'God ………………..he's so gross ………………not even wearing a pair of jockeys!' Kristen shuddered with disgust.  Disgusted or not, it did not prevent Kristen from wrapping her trim manicured fingers around the sticky tube of flesh, squeezing it at first and then shucking it up and down as it grew within her fingers.

Skipper had indeed read the prim and proper wife right, that a hidden wild streak lay just beneath the surface.  All he needed to do was to find the key that would unlock that wild streak of hers and his brazen approach was evidently doing the trick.  As she held him in the palm of her sexy hand, Skipper began to unbutton the front of her light yellow dress, slipping his hands in and pushing up her lacy white bra.  Cupping her soft creamy breasts, Skipper smiled upon hearing the beautiful Mrs. Miller gasp loudly as he thumbed her tender pink nipples.

The next thing Kristen was consciously aware of, she was butt naked lying upon the motel room bed as the handsome young jock fisted his manhood as he made his way to the bed.  Her clothing, undergarments and white heels lay scattered about on the motel room floor.  'My, God ………………………my, God ……………………….what am I doing here?  You're about to throw everything away ………………………..your vows to be faithful ………………….your marriage ………………..everything!' Kristen trembled nervously as she reached down between her legs to masturbate herself in order to bring some needed relief.

Kristen now did not care a bit about her family, marital vows, nor husband at this point in time.  She just wanted, absolutely needed to feel this handsome young stud pressing his muscular body up against her, rubbing himself against her.  Most of all was the need to feel the thrust of his manhood into her aching body to quell that nagging itch between her legs.  Legs pushed wide by the hands on her knees, Kristen closed her eyes and tossed her head slowly upon the pillow.

Knees bent with feet planted upon the bed, Kristen's heart pounded as she awaited this handsome young jock to possess her fully.  Hearing and feeling some shuffling at the foot of the bed, Kristen bit her lip as she wondered just what was taking place, then gasped "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ……………………oh, Goddddddddddddddddd .........................Godddddd ………………………..aiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"  Never before had Kristen ever experienced such a feeling of rapture, never before having learned what it felt like to be eaten out.  Head tossing madly on the pillow, long silky brown hair whipping from side to side, she shuddered out "Cumming ……………………..cumming ……………………God, I …………………………..I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!"

Body totally limp as a result of the mind-shattering orgasm, Kristen naked body was splayed out upon the motel room bed as the handsome Skipper Harmon scooted up on the bed and fitted his bulb-like cockhead up against the slit of her womanhood.  Though unable to move at this point, Kristen's mind was running at full speed, telling her 'Get off the bed!  Get off the bed!  Stop him ……………………….don't throw everything away for a moment of pleasure!'  But Kristen was totally lost to the world as Skipper lay just a fraction of an inch above her, the only contact between them were her pointed nipples rubbing against his hairy chest and the probing cockhead nuzzling up against her slushy slit.

Now with Skipper intent on destroying all the morals that remained in the prim and proper wife, he leaned forward a bit to part her slick slit with the bloated tip of his cockhead, taunting her "The beautiful Mrs. Miller!  The prim and proper Mrs. Kristen Miller!  What would people think and say if they knew you dropped your panties for a young jock that you just met that same day?"   Hearing her anguished sob in response, Skipper thrust forward a bit, burying two full inches of his thick shaft into her womanhood.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh ……………………………….ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ………………………….oh, God …………………fuck me, Skipper ……………….fuck me …………………….fuck me hard …………………………harderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" Kristen shuddered.  "Yes ……………………yesssssssssssss …………………….deeper ………………….deeperrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ………………………ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, gooddddddddddddd ………………………..so gooddddddddddddddddddd!" she wailed out as Skipper thrust the full length of his manhood into her.

Arms and legs wrapped around the handsome young stud, Kristen fucked back at the bucking stallion that continued to ram his strong and sturdy shaft deep up into her fertile womb.  All thoughts of her marriage, along with that of her loving husband and son, were now the farthest things from her mind.  Also far from her mind was the fact that she was allowing her young lover to have sex with her without any protection, something that would prove to be quite vital in the weeks to come.  With her cycle very timely each month, the lack of a condom would have her belly swelling like it had fifteen years earlier.

"Ooooooooooooo ……………………………ooooooooooooooo ..............................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …………………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kristen shuddered as her body convulsed uncontrollably as the most fantastic fuck shattered her once prim and proper mentality.  Clutching tightly onto her young lover, Kristen's body quivered again as the thick pleasure-giving shaft within her suddenly burst, sending its hot potent seed into every crevice of her fertile womb.  All that excitement and pleasure coursing throughout her entire body, but then came the agonizing taunting by the brazen young teen "Oh, Mrs. Miller ………………….by this time next year, Tommy's gonna be a big brother!"

Fifteen minutes later, blinking her eyes as she awoke from a brief relaxing doze, Kristen looked up at the water-stained ceiling of the cheesy motel room.  Difficult to get her breath, she tried to inhale deeply but it was a bit of a chore with the heavier body lying atop of her.  Blinking back the tears of remorse, Kristen did have to admit that this handsome young stud had just fucked the living daylights out of her.  Now that she had just gotten the fucking of her life, the thought of what time of the month it was had Kristen filled with remorse.

After more than fifteen years of marriage and being the loving faithful wife, Kristen sniffled at the thought that she was now an 'adulteress'.  Now risking her marriage and all that was important to her, she wondered 'How could I be so easily seduced?  You only meet him a moment earlier and then he's dropping the key to his motel room down the front of your dress!  He didn't force you to drive to the motel and enter the room with that key!  Not only did you let this handsome young stud fuck you, you let him do it with a condom!  How stupid can you be?'

Still joined as only a husband and wife should be, Kristen squeezed the shrunken shaft with her cunt muscles.  She shrived with excitement as it gave a responding twitch deep within her body.  Another squeeze was followed by another responding twitch, then again and again as the pleasure giving tube of flesh grew in length and expanded in girth as the handsome jock began to stir awake upon her.  "Oh, God ……………..yes …………..yes ………………fuck me ………………….fuck me again!" Kristen begged as arched up to slide her cunt over his thick shaft.  Already inundated with the copious  and potent sperm of her young lover, she rationalized that another dosage couldn't harm any more.

A moment later, with her handsome lover lifting his body off from her and turning her about, Kristen knelt on all fours.  It was a position familiar to Kristen, one that she and her husband first experimented with on their honeymoon, one that became her husband's favorite.  'Ohhhhhhhhhhh, he's going to take me doggie style!  I guess men just love it when they get their bitch on their hands and knees!' she wickedly thought.  But Kristen was not about to complain for she wanted to be treated like a bitch ...........................taken like a bitch in heat!

Waiting in anticipation as her young lover shuffled up behind her, Kristen spread her knees wider apart to give him full access to her horny pussy.  As Skipper caressed her smooth creamy butt in admiration, Kristen turned her head back towards him, pleading "Please ……………………please …………………I need it again …………………..I need it so badly!  Put it in …………………..please, Skipper …………………..put it in and …………………and ..................................fuck me ……………………………..fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

For Skipper, though normally not an ass man and usually liking the feel of a woman's long sexy legs wrapped around him, Mrs. Miller's beautiful heart shaped ass was quite enticing.  The fact that this beautiful married woman appeared quite the prim and proper type, he'd have bet his last buck that she never had it up her pretty little ass.  Quickly placing his ramrod into position, grasping her trim hips to keep her from scrambling away, Skipper took great joy in seeing the beauty's terrified face as she turned back to question "What ……………..what .................................what are you doing?"

Skipper just grinned deviously as he crudely responded "You've got the most sexy ass I've ever seen, Mrs. Miller!  You like it up your tight little ass, don't you?"  Then he got the answer he was hoping for as the frightened beauty stammered out "No ……………………no ……………….not there …………………..please, I've never ……………………..I don't want it there!"  "You mean you ain't never being buggered before, Mrs. Miller?  Your beautiful ass is still cherry?  You'll never forget me ………………will you, Mrs. Miller ……………….the young stud who seduced you ......................then copped your cherry ass!" Skipper chuckled as he held her firmly at the hips while slamming himself forward.

"Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeee …………………………..nnnnnnnnnnnnnnghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kristen screamed out briefly before burying her face down into the pillow and biting down into it, embarrassed that others in the motel might hear her painful cries.  "No ……………….nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooooo!" she screamed into the pillow as Skipper's thick cock pushed up into her bowels, stretching her ass as never before.  Kristen felt so embarrassed and humiliated upon hearing Skipper chuckling "Ain't had a turd this size up your sexy little ass, have you, Mrs. Miller!" as he began to shag her in earnest.  "Nooooooooooo ................................noooooooooo ............................it hurts .......................................it hurts .......................................take it outttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!" she screamed into the pillow.

Unable to get away, clutching tightly at the pillow, Kristen shivered as her young but well-experienced lover found her sensitive clit and began sawing his fingers back and forth in her juicing slit.  Exquisite pleasure emanating from her fingered pussy, yet with agonizing pain in her rear-end, Kristen began to fuck herself on her lover's fingers.  But that also meant fucking herself back and forth on the thick cock plunging in and out of her very sore ass.  Shivering from both pain and pleasure, Kristen didn't care, doing whatever it took in order to soar into out of space once again.

"Hmmmmmmmmmm ………………………hmmmmmmmmmm ………………….oh, yes ………………………..yes ………………………….oh, Skipper ……………Skipper ………………………ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …………………………..cumming …………………….cumming ……………………….I'm cumminggggggggggggggggg!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kristen screamed out as her body shook uncontrollably in orgasm.  Then her body jerked and spasmed as her bowels were suddenly on fire, the hot eruption in her ass giving an enema she'd never forget.

Early that evening, Kristen felt so guilty upon her husband's arrival home.  Shaking with guilt, she tilted her head up for the kiss that her husband always greeted her with upon his arrival.  But as he cupped her asscheeks for a quick feel, Kristen grimaced in pain as her ass muscles contracted automatically in response, causing her torn asshole to ache once again and her lover's creamy sperm to ooze out of her well-fucked slit.

At the dinner table, Kristen nervously picked at her food while Tommy excitedly talked of his hero ………………Skipper Harmon!  "Skipper said he'd work with me during the camp and even after that before he leaves for college!" Tommy told his father.  Kristen swallowed deeply when her husband replied "That's great, Tommy!  Maybe we can have him over for lunch one day!"  Heart pounding, Kristen knew that if that should happen, the handsome Skipper Harmon would eventually want to make love to her right on her marital bed …………just for added kicks.  Uncomfortable at the topic, Kristen shifted her body a bit but had to clench down on her teeth as the pain for her torn ass coursed throughout her body.

With Tommy being an only child, Kristen was unnerved when her son next commented "Gosh, if I ever had a brother ………………….I wish he'd be just like Skipper!"  Having showered upon her arrival home, Kristen had done nothing to douche out the potent seed from her handsome young lover.  For Tommy's wish of having a brother just like his idol Skipper Harmon, that wish was already in the making, deep in his mother's fertile womb.  Clenching her thighs together, trying to stem the flow, Kristen could not help but think who wickedly evil it would be to have the handsome Skipper Harmon take her right on her marital bed.

"Gosh, I can't wait for practice tomorrow so I can try out the moves Skipper showed me!  He said that by bending my knees a bit more, a lot more can be done!" Tommy exclaimed.  Even Kristen could relate to that comment, recalling how Skipper had bending her knees a bit more so that he could shove his lenght cock all the way up her ass.  "I need to leave a bit earlier tomorrow, Tommy!  Is it okay if I drop you off at the field a half-hour earlier?" she asked. Kristen was relieved to hear that several of his teammates are dropped off earlier than that so he wouldn't be all alone.

Before leaving the motel that afternoon, Kristen had called into her office and arranged to take Friday off.  Motel room key currently hidden in her purse, Kristen would be meeting her young lover at 7:45 a.m. for more fantastic loving.  She swallowed nervously, knowing that Skipper intended on taking her once again the way he did that afternoon .........................right up her now torn and painful ass!  'My, God .............................it was like a spike was being driven up into my ass!  Gosh, it sure hurt like hell ..................................and still does!' she winced.

But Kristen was even more nervous at the thought of what she had promised him immediately upon her arrival, wearing the same baby blue outfit and navy blue heels she had worn the other day.  It was something she had never done before, not even for her husband, getting right down on her knees ...................put her mouth on his bloated penis ..........................and suck him!  Her stomach felt a bit queasy as Kristen wondered if she could perform such a task, especially with Skipper having told her that he definitely intended on cumming in her virgin mouth and that he expected her to swallow it all down.
 

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