Skipper was looking forward to heading back to his hometown for the summer break, but not that of lawn mowing yards to make some spending money.  However, the lawn mowing service had provided him with some side benefits, that of being able to seduce some of the beautiful women customers.  Looking at the mail that had come in that day, he then opened up a letter from home.

Reading the letter from his mom, Skipper learned that there was a summer job being offered by the Parks & Recreation Department as there was a need for coaches in the soccer program.  He smiled as Mr. Atkins, his old soccer coach from back in his junior high days, was running the program.  According to the letter, Mr. Atkins had called his mom to see if he was interested and that he could have his coach on the age group if openings remained when the application was submitted.

As it would sure beat mowing lawns, Skipper was definitely interested in the summer job being offered.  More so, he certainly remembered one thing about the former coach he had from back in his budding teenage years ……………………………….that Mrs. Atkins was certainly a beautiful woman!  Skipper still could picture the beautiful woman though it had been some time since he had last seen her.  Oh, she had escaped his clutches then ……………….but that was just because just because Skipper’s male prowess was beginning to kick into gear.

He wondered as to what age of kids he’d want to coach, pondering as to not the kids but their mothers.  Then Skipper smiled, figuring that if he took on the under 10 year old age group, then the mothers would be about in their mid-thirties.  To Skipper, women in their mid-thirties were in their prime of life, looking so elegant and sophisticated ………………especially when they nicely dressed and wearing 3’ heels!  And so he filled out the application and sent it in to Coach Atkins with a note that he’d like to coach a 10 year old group of kids.

At the age of 36, Linda Atkins had been happily married to her husband George for the past ten years and their six year old daughter was just a darling.  She remembered how her husband had been volunteered, by the company he worked for, into coaching a youth soccer team that it was sponsoring eight years ago.  It had been quite an experience for both her husband as well as herself just learning the game that year.  But it turned out to be quite a rewarding year as the team somehow won the championship for the under 13 year old age group.

Now that her husband had been appointed the coordinator of the city’s soccer program for the summer, getting enough coaches for the program would be a crucial element.  When George had been contemplating the problem aloud, Linda had offered the ideal solution “Why not see if any of your former players would be interested?  Many of them should be in high school or college and might just be interest in a summer job?  What about Skipper Harmon who was on your first team --- he’s playing college football and I heard that he comes back each summer!”

For Linda, she certainly remembered the handsome young lad who had led her husband’s first team to the league championship.  She couldn’t help but to keep track of Skipper Harmon as the young lad had developed into quite a jock, the star quarterback on the football team with his picture on the sports pages constantly.  Linda even had commented to her husband what a handsome young man Skipper Harmon had turned out to be upon seeing the last picture of him in the newspaper.

But for Linda Atkins, she had never entertained the idea or thought of ever having an extra-marital affair.  She was truly in love with her husband and her marital vows were something sacred to her.  Oh sure, she got hit upon at work, even by some of her husband’s friends who didn’t come right out about it but made some subtle hints to test the waters.  Linda was no tease but she certainly was thrilled with the overtures.  She would merely smile, hold up her left hand and point to her diamond ring and wedding band as her answer.

Finally with his last final exam over for the school year, Skipper hopped into his car to make the four hour drive back home.  As he had missed the first coaches’ meeting held at Mr. Atkins house the week before, he had been in contact with his old coach and was told to stop by his home to pick-up his team roster and equipment whenever he made it back into town.  And so that was Skipper’s priority upon getting back to his hometown, even before making it home to see his family.

Having picked up her little girl and dropping her at soccer practice, at a different location where her husband was holding his team’s practice, Linda arrived home to find a tall male knocking at the front door.  As she drove up the driveway, opening the garage door in the process, the noise of arrival had the male turning her way.  Immediately she recognized that it was the handsome Skipper Harmon as the young man smiled and waved at her.  Smiling and waving in return, Linda pulled up into her garage stall.

With Skipper Harmon standing at the entrance to her home, Linda took the garage remote out of the car with her so she could greet the young man and enter through the front door.  “Hi, Skipper!  George said you’d be stopping by some time when you got back from college but wasn’t sure exactly when!  My, have you grown into a handsome young man!” she commented, extending her hand to shake the young man’s whose hand was already extended towards her.

Taking the soft manicured hand into his, Skipper smiled as he detected the slight tremble within the lovely woman, as he thought ‘My, God ……………..she’s even more beautiful than I remembered.  More sophisticated and matured, long blond hair now at shoulder length!  Man, I’d like to strip her naked and feel her long sexy legs wrapped around me!  Hmmm, soon Mrs. Atkins!  Very soon I’ll have my arms around your sexy bod, kissing those lovely pink lips of yours, then you and I will make some sweet music together!  The question is ‘How long will it take me to get into those tight little panties of yours?’

At 5’4”, Mrs. Linda Atkins felt a shiver course through her body as her petite hand was enveloped in the much larger and more powerful one of the handsome young man, who was broad shouldered and standing a full foot taller than her husband.  “My husband left a folder here for you as he wasn’t sure when you’d be getting back into town!  C’mon in, let me get you a cold drink, Skipper!” she politely said to her husband’s former player.

“Does Coach Atkins still have that nifty red corvette” Skipper asked.  “Oh, he sure does!  He just loves that car!” came the reply as his former coach’s wife turned the key to open the front door.  Entering the nice furnished home, Skipper exclaimed “Wow, this is fabulous!”  “Look around and make yourself at home while I get us some cold drinks!” he was told.

As Skipper browsed and pretended to check out the nice furnishings, he was really taking in the lovely sight in the kitchen ……………………that of the beautiful Mrs. Atkins!  Easing his way toward the kitchen, Skipper commented “Coach Atkins sure has good taste in everything!  Nifty corvette, nice home and furnishings …………………….wish I could be so lucky!”  “Oh, I’m sure you’ll do just fine once you get out of college!  I hear you’ve got a real shot for a pro career in football!” came the reply.

“Wonder if Coach Atkins would let me take a spin in that neat car he’s got?  Think Coach Atkins would let me borrow it for just a spin?” Linda heard the young man ask as he leaned against the doorway to the kitchen.  Glancing over to the handsome young man, Linda shivered once again as she quickly turned back to pour some pop into the glasses, stammering “I’m sure he would ……………..after all you’re his all time favorite ……….talks about you all the time!  I’m sure you can borrow anything from him!”

Hearing the soft footsteps slowly approaching from behind, Linda trembled and froze as she sensed the nearness of the handsome young man.   Shivering, she then heard Skipper’s voice whisper “Coach sure has all the top of the line stuff ………….everything ………………….especially his beautiful wife!”  Then all was lost for her once she felt Skipper’s hands touch and caress her arms.  “No, Skipper ………………….no!” was all Linda could softly pant out as she trembled under his masculine touch.

Feeling the beautiful wife tremble under his touch, Skipper kissed the back of her neck, letting his tongue trace its way to her earlobe.  “There’s only one thing that I want to borrow from Coach Atkins right now ……………………….something far more beautiful than his car!” he whispered in her ear.  “I’ve dreamt of you from way back, since first meeting you at the soccer field!  I’ve always thought about holding you close ………………….like this!” he whispered.

Hands on her trim waist, Linda could only pant for breath as the young man deftly pulled her tucked-in blouse from her skirt and then his hands were caressing her soft belly.  Then, the front of her blouse was being quickly and expertly unbuttoned as Linda found her well-filled lacy white bra being cupped and toyed with by the handsome teen.  “Oh, God ………………………..Skipper ………………………ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she swooned as her nipples were being thumbed through the thin fabric.  Trembling, she looked down as her bra was being pushed up over her breasts as Skipper began thumbing her bared and stiffened pink tips.

For Linda, everything was a blur from that moment on.   The next thing she realized was lying upon the king-sized bed in the master bedroom, her heels and skirt scattered on the bedroom carpeting as Skipper Harmon was stripping the panties down off her legs and feet. Then the confident young man was smiling at her as he brought her panties up to his face and inhaled.  Panties then tucked into his back pocket, Linda trembled as Skipper began to disrobe and bare his masculine body before her.

Shivering from the hands caressing her legs and spreading them apart, Linda quivered as the handsome teen bent down and proceeded to eat out her juicing twat.  “Ahhhhhhhh …………………..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” came her startled gasp as Skipper’s hot mouth covered her sex and his tongue swiped the length of her gash.  Oh, Linda had heard from way back of sex being engaged in such a manner, mainly just sex talk among the girls back in her college sorority days.  But never before had she participated in such an act and this handsome young teen was quickly showing her what she had been missing all this time.

With the beautiful woman withering about the bed under him, hips arching as spasms rocked her petite body, Skipper eagerly lapped up all the honey that she was feeding him while climaxing in his mouth.  “Ohhhh …………….ohhhhh …………………Skipper ……………………ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” he heard her pant out in the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm.  As she swooned and slowly drifted back down to earth, Skipper then shuffled up into position and greased up his thick cockhead before giving her his thick piece of meat.

Cuntlips flowering open under the relentless pressure of the young man’s thick manhood, Linda sucked in a breath of air as she realized that this handsome teen was the possessor of quite a specimen that would make any man proud.  He certainly was more well-endowed that her husband, that was for sure ………………..and by far!  Both in thickness and in length! “Oh, Skipperrrrrrrrr …………………………..so big …………………………..you’re so bigggggggggggggggggg!  Ooooooooooooooo!” she cooed as the teen expertly speared himself into her.

Giving the moaning wife a deep passionate kiss, feeling her pointed tongue come up to meet and dally with his, Skipper leaned into her and slid even more of his boner up into her.  It was now quite tight and Skipper correctly suspected that he was slicing up into virgin territory at this point.  Breaking the kiss, he tongued her ear and whispered “Oh, Mrs. Atkins …………………….just as I dreamed ………………………so soft …………………….so beautiful ……………………………and so tight!”  Chuckling inwardly to himself, Skipper jogged his thick boner into the beauty’s snug little beaver.

‘Thump …………………thump …………………….thump …………………thump …………………….thump!’ the headboard banged repeatedly again the bedroom wall.  Only the Atkin’s marital bed was not occupied by husband and wife but with the young protégé of the beautiful woman’s husband.  Arms and legs wrapped around each other, the two lovers fucked with wild abandon, like animals in heat.  “Ohhhh ………………I …………………….I ………………….I’m cumminggggggggggggggggg!” the once faithful wife cried out.

Slicing in and out of the beautiful woman “Oh, yes ……………………..squeeze me like that ………………….squeeze me with your long sexy legs …………………squeeze the cum out of me!  Take it ……………………….take my hot cum ………………….I want to fuck my baby in you …………………………yes, that’s it ……………………..I want to make your pretty belly swell up with my baby!”

Fluttering slowly back down to earth, the last part of her handsome lover’s exclamation came ringing back again “I want to make your pretty belly swell up with my baby!”  Now, the lengthy shaft that had her rocketing off into outer space like never before, began to dwindle within her as guilty replaced the pleasure.  ‘Oh, God ………….what have I done?  Adulteress …………………you violated your sacred marital vows ………………slut …………………adulteress!  One touch and you let a handsome teen seduce you ……………………..right on the very bed that you share with husband!’ she shuddered in horror.

Pinned to the bed by the heavy body lying upon her, feeling the dwindling cock give a twitch within her well-fucked and cum-filled cunt, Linda sobbed “Get off ………….get off of me!  Oh, please ………………………get off of me!”  But to her dismay, Linda felt the unmistakable of the thick shaft expanding within her once again.  “No ……..no ………….get off!” she sobbed in shame.  Guilt-ridden, she shuddered as her lover’s youthful stamina and sexual prowess had him wanting a second helping.  Placing her hands on his shoulders, she tried to push his much heavier body off.

Hearing the sobs of the now guilt-ridden beauty only served to stimulate Skipper back to rock hardness, now stimulated even beyond that of the initial seduction.  Slicing his meaty bone into her slushy pit, Skipper just loved hearing her sobs of remorse from the once innocent and faithful wife as he took her once again.  He knew just how to get the beautiful and previously faithful wife turned on once again, sliding his rigid cock in and out slowly, being sure that his cock brushed continuously up against her ultra-sensitive clit.

“Oh, no ……………………nooooooo!” came the last mild protest as Skipper proceeded to give her another fantastic fuck session.  “Nooooo ……………….oh …………..ohhhhh ……………………..ohhhhh, Skipperrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ……………………………oh, God ……………….yes ……………………………yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!” came the beauty’s conversion of protest to participation as her hands now caressed the back of her young lover’s head and sought his lips for another deep passionate kiss.

‘Thump …………..………...………….thump ……………………………….thump ……….………………….thump …………………….thump ………………….thump ………………….thump ……………….thump ………….thump …….thump!’ came the steady increase in the Atkin’s marital bed banging against the bedroom wall as the beautiful wife was getting the fucking of a lifetime.  At that point in time, nothing else mattered for the beautiful Mrs. Linda Atkins, other than having the handsome young stud between her legs, even should her husband come walking in the doorway that very  instant.

“Yes …………………..yeesssssss …………………yesssssssssssss ……………………….oh, Skipeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrr ………………..fuck me ……………………….fuck me ……………………..cum  ………………………….cum in mmeeeeeeeeeee!  Oh, God ………………oh, God ………………….yessssssssss ………………………..argggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!” Linda squealed as a second mind-shattering orgasm rocked her petite body.

Then, feeling her stud’s love muscle being buried deep in her womb and expanding even more,  Linda squeezed her legs around his waist panting “Yes …………………….yes ……………………..squirt it ………………………….shoot your cum in me ………………………………give me your baby ……………………………knock me up with your baby!”  Then, as the cock exploded in her womb, she screamed out “Yesssss ……………oh, yes ………………..so hot ………………..fill me …………….fill me with your hot cum ………………yesssss ……………………….yesssssssssssssssss!”

Swooning in ecstasy and physically exhausted from the unbelievable fucking thrown to her, Linda dozed with her handsome young lover still embedded within her clasping cunt.  It was about fifteen minutes later that a familiar noise that made Linda stir, her mind telling her that it was just the garage door going up.  ‘The garage door …………….the garage door ………………..George!’ her mind registered.  In a panic, life flashing before her eyes, Linda squirmed under Skipper’s heavy weight.
 

 “My God …………….my God …………………….that’s the garage!  My husband ……………my daughter ……………….they’re home!” Linda screamed out as she mustered the strength needed to push Skipper over, his cum-soaked cock slipping out with a loud ‘pop’!  “My husband ………………..my daughter …………………they’re home!” she announced once again in sheer panic.  Jumping out of bed, trying to think of what to do, she got some reassurance from her lover who advised “Take your time and get dressed, Mrs. Atkins!  I’ll go out and stall’em!”

With Skipper rushing out while jumping into his clothes, Linda made a dash to the closet to grab her summer dress hanging on the corner hook.  As it was her young daughter’s routine to run into the house and find her immediately upon returning home, Linda had to get dressed and very quickly or her daughter would find her partially naked, leaving her with no time to worry about her bra.  Nor was there time to get a new pair of panties from the dresser drawer, with the pair she had worn disappearing with Skipper Harmon’s departure.

Just as she and pulled the summer dress down over her head, minus any underwear, Linda smoothed out the rumpled bedspread as her young daughter came running down the hall yelling out “Mommy ………………………Mommy ………………………….I’m home!”  Just having kicked her heels and clothing under the bed, Linda then bent down to scoop her loving daughter up into her arms for a big hug.  “Daddy’s talking to a friend outside ………………his name is Skipper!” her daughter advised.

A bit earlier, peering out of the front window and seeing the tail-end of the car going into the driveway, Skipper then slipped out the front entrance and made his way quickly to the garage entrance in order to intercept his former coach and young daughter.  “Hey, Coach, how ya doing?  Long time on see!  Mrs. Atkins just gave me the packet on my team!” he greeted his coach as the driver’s door opened up.  “Oh, is this your cute little girl?” he asked, stooping down to shake the little girl’s hand in order to stall her a bit before going to look for her mother.

Not knowing what to do at this juncture, afraid to go out an greet her husband with the stains of her lover soiling her body, yet Linda was afraid that Skipper would slip and let the cat out of the bag on how he had been ‘entertained’ in their home.  More afraid not to go outside, her hand trembled as she turned the front doorknob.  Stepping outside barefooted, Linda forced a smile and greeted her husband with “Hi, honey!  Your handsome protégé stopped by to get his team packet!”  She trembled as her husband put his arm around her to give her a ‘hello’ kiss.

But in leaning up as that brief kiss took place, not nearly as the passionate ones she had shared earlier with her handsome lover, a droplet of the commingled love juices oozed out of her well-fucked slit to drip right onto the top of her right foot.  Linda cringed in horror and just as the kiss ended she used the toes of her left foot to wipe the wet splotch away.  Afraid that more leakage would leave wet telltale splatters of cum along the concrete walkway, Linda then stepped off onto the grass as a precaution ……………………just in time for the ground to absorb the squirt of joy juice that had oozed out of her slushy slit!

Arriving at his home a bit later, Skipper knew that this was going to be quite a summer vacation.  First day back and even before arriving at home, he had already managed to put another notch on his belt.  ‘Damn, that was sure a good fuck!  Close one but that made it even more exciting!  Jezz, she was dripping all over the fuck’n yard!’ Skipper chuckled as he had observed the first droplet on her foot when she used her toes to wipe it off.  And he knew exactly why the beautiful wife had stepped off into the grass yard area, so that the leaking cum wouldn’t splatter all over the concrete walkway.  ‘Damn, I must’ve dumped a pint of jizz up her cunny during those two fuck session!’ the thought proudly.

Making the calls to all the players’ parents, Skipper set up the first practice that Thursday with a brief meeting set-up for the parents at 5:00 p.m. when practice would conclude.  It was purposely done at that time, figuring that the parents would be able to attend after their workday was over, in particular the mothers who tend to leave work promptly and not stay late at the workplace.  If he was correct, Skipper would then be able to scout out his next beautiful target as he was hell bent on making the most of this summer vacation.

On that first practice, Skipper was being well-observant, making sure to note and check off each of the players as they arrived.  But mainly his notes were cryptic notes to himself as to the mothers who accompanied their sons, making sure that they were accounted for before heading home.  Some of the players had arrived on their own as they lived nearby, thus Skipper would have to wait till the meeting to hopefully scout them all out.  Several women had caught his eye thus far, in particular a Mrs. Evelyn Fuller really had gotten his nuts churning in his shorts.

At the age of thirty-eight and being married for sixteen years, Mrs. Evelyn Fuller found Tommy’s soccer coach quite a handsome young man.  That smile of Skipper Harmon, the shaking of his firm hand, all aided in having her heart beating faster than usual.  Evelyn wondered how or why she was feeling so giddy, like a young school girl once again, for she was a happily married woman.  Sure she had dated quite a few guys, been intimate with two boyfriends, but once she became engaged to Dan Fuller that had been end of relationships with other men.

Having made it home just in time to pick up Tommy and transport him to the soccer field, there was no time to change out of her dress and heels and get into more comfortable clothes.  Dressing nicely for her job at the bank, Evelyn did not realize that her neat attire was a stimulant for her son’s young soccer coach, one of a sophisticated woman nicely dressed with heels was his fancy.  Once she dropped her son off, after meeting his handsome young coach, Evelyn then headed on home to get into something more comfortable.

During practice, Skipper’s mind was on the beautiful Mrs. Fuller and how his cock had been ready to bust out of shorts when he shook her soft hand.  Her beautiful manicured fingers, the sight of her diamond ring and wedding band on her left hand, all served for Skipper to want to notch her conquest onto his bedpost.  He had sensed her tremble of nervousness when he held her hand in his but also got the sense that in no way would she ever allow him into her home without her husband or at least her son present.

When practice was over and the parents had gathered for the upcoming meeting, Skipper approached Mrs. Fuller and asked “Mrs. Fuller, I wanted to ask you if you’d mind helping me out by being the ‘Team Mother’!  It just involves making out the refreshment schedule where the assigned family brings oranges and drinks for after the games!”  As Skipper had hoped, the lovely woman replied that she would be happy to assist.  He then advised her that he would provide her with the list of the team members and names of the parents after the meeting was over.

Meeting over, having met all the parents and making note of the lovely mothers of interest, Skipper then went over to the beautiful Mrs. Fuller who had changed into casual clothing for the meeting.  Giving her the list of team members, he then advised “Oh, shucks ………………..I forgot to bring the copy of the game schedule!  I was so busy that I forgot it on my desk!  Say, I noticed that you live just a few blocks from me ……………………would it be possible to stop on your way home or I could drop it off to you!”

“Oh, I have some time!  I wasn’t sure how long the meeting was going to be so my husband’s picking up some fried chicken for our dinner ……………..and it’ll be sevenish before he gets home!” the lovely ‘Team Mother’ responded.  With his devious mind churning, Skipper wondered if it would possible to charm and disarm the lovely beauty whom he had just met with a bit over an hour’s time.

With Mrs. Fuller and her young son following him to his home, Skipper’s cock was twitching with excitement at the thought of bedding the lovely woman.  He certainly planned on giving it the ‘ol college try right away, knowing that if he didn’t succeed now that sooner or later he’d get into her panties.  Opening up the garage with his remote, Skipper drove in and parked while the woman pulled up and parked behind of him.

Skipper had not forgotten the game schedule as he had led on, just using that as the excuse to lure the unsuspecting beauty up into his lair.  But first to dispose of her young son so he could seduce the lad’s beautiful mother.  “Hey, Tommy, have you played the hot video game that just came out last weekend?  Got it all set up here in the corner of the garage!  Even got headsets for it so you can turn it on a loud as you want!  Let me turn it on for you so your Mom and I can go over what’s needed for the team!” he advised.

Then to lure the lovely beauty up in to his den, Skipper advised “Oh, Mrs. Fuller,    ……….can you give me a bit of a woman’s opinion on how to make my new pad attractive?  My parents surprised me with building the upstairs here above the garage and I need to figure out what kind of inexpensive furniture to get!”  His ploy had worked as the lovely woman followed him up the stairs, something that she would probably have second thoughts about without the story he had fed her.

The only furniture in the studio above the garage was that of Skipper’s old desk, a small refrigerator and his bed.  As the woman entered, taking off her 2” slip on heels upon seeing the clean new carpeting, Skipper closed the door and deftly turned the lock behind his back as Mrs. Fuller advised “Oh, you have a nice view from here!  Well, I guess some curtains would be in order to keep the sunlight out during the day and also for more privacy!”

Apologizing for not having a place to sit, not wanting to move too fast and invite her to sit atop of his bed, Skipper advised “Just a few things to go over on what to put on the refreshment list for the parents!  Want to have a seat ………………all I’ve got to offer is the floor!”  With the lovely woman advising “No problem!  Floor’s just fine!” Skipper felt his boner throbbing in his shorts and wanting the beautiful wife and mother.

Briefed on the needs for the team, Skipper then helped the lovely woman up from the floor.  Mrs. Fuller looked about his pad and turned to him, advising “Curtains for sure, but of course, not flowery ones ……………since you’re probably wanting to keep it as a bachelor’s pad!  Bet you’re planning on turning this into a swank little pad for you to woo all those cute college girls!”  Brazenly, Skipper smiled widely and stepped up close to the beautiful woman who tried to step back away from him but her back was then pressed up again the edge of the window.

The way in which she was panting for breath, unable to utter a word, Skipper knew that he had her right where he wanted her.  “Cute college girls aren’t really for me, Mrs. Fuller!  I prefer a more mature and sophisticated woman ……………….of course a beautiful one ……………………just like you!” he advised, reaching up to run his fingers through her long silky brown hair.  “Skipper …………….please ……………I ……………………I’m married!” came the expected plea from the desperate beauty.  “So much the better ……………………….it turns me on even more!” Skipper advised just before bending down to press his lips against her soft pink ones, then darting his thick tongue between her sweet lips.

“Oooooo ………………………oh, please …………………….Skipper, pleaseeeeeeeee ………………….I can’t ……………………….my husband ……………………..my son’s downstairs!” Evelyn pleaded, shivering as the handsome teen nuzzled at her neck while pulling her blouse from her slacks.  “Please …………………….pleaseeeeeeeee!” she feebly pleaded as the button of her slacks was undone and the zipper pulled down.  Then her son’s handsome young coach was fondling her asscheeks through her thin panties as her slacks were pushed down some to allow more of his fondling.

As she reached back with both hands to grasp Skipper’s wrists, Evelyn trembled as the strong young man turned the tables on her, leading her hands back in between the front of their bodies.  Palms placed on the bulging crotch, Evelyn could only suck in her breath as her fingers automatically squeezed upon his manhood through the fabric of the shorts and jockeys being worn.  Evelyn trembled as Skipper was guiding her left hand to the top of his shorts as the young man advised “Reach inside and feel me, Mrs. Fuller!”
 
Unable to disobey the handsome young man, complying with his wish, Evelyn slid her hand down under his shorts and jockeys to grasp his thick sticky flesh.  Wrapping her trim fingers around the stem, Evelyn couldn’t help but to mentally compare the size of this young college jock with her husband and prior boyfriends in college.  An audible gasp could be heard as she sucked in her breath when Evelyn realized that this young man was quite talented where it counted most for he was far thicker than she had ever felt before in her limited experience with the opposite sex.

Carried to the bed, slacks and panties stripped off her legs, Evelyn trembled as the young man expertly had her blouse unbuttoned and bra pushed up so he could suckle upon her breasts.  “Ohhhhhh …………………….oh, Skipper ……………………please …………………………..Tommy …………………………Tommy might walk in on us!” she panted out.  Upon hearing Skipper say “Don’t worry, Mrs. Fuller ………..I took the precaution of locking the door!” Evelyn placed her hands on the back of his head and moaned with pleasure from the tongue lavishing over her nipples.

Kiss broken, Evelyn heard the brazen young man tell her to “Reach down and grab my cock, Mrs. Fuller!  Show me where you want me to put it!”  Needing it as never before, Evelyn complied as she reached between their bodies to grasp the sturdy manhood, squeezing it in her fist as she guided it up and down her horny slit.  Centering it, she panted out in desperation “Please …………………..oh, please …………………push it in ………………push it innnnn!”  “Oh, God …………..yes ………………yessssss!” she moaned as her son’s young coach gave her what she wanted.

Hot and horny as never before, her gripping twat had also never before felt anything so thick and long in her entire life.  This handsome college jock was quite a stud indeed, obviously well-experienced in screwing a gal out of her mind and Evelyn was getting a sample of it right now.  But then Skipper stopped suddenly with half of his lengthy cock throbbing within her gripping snatch.  Arching up to encourage him to skewer her with his pleasure giving meat, Evelyn heard him ask “What do you want me to do, Mrs. Fuller?  Tell me!”

It was clear that Skipper wanted her to know who was in command of the situation and that she would have to beg him for what she wanted.  Biting her bottom lip, wanting this handsome stud to make love to her, Evelyn panted “Please ……………………please, Skipper ……………………fuck me ………………………..fuck me ……………..please fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”  As Skipper thrust more of his solid meat into her, Evelyn wrapped her arms and legs around her young lover and mewed “Oooooooooooo ………yes ……………….yessssssssss ……………………….oh, yesssssssssssssssssss!”

In and out, in and out went Skipper’s cock, rubbing at her agitated clit each time.  Evelyn began creaming madly, lubricating the thick cock and then it was like a well-oiled piston pumping in and out as it began to pick up speed.  “Oooooh ……………….ohhhhhhh ………………….ohhhhhhhh …………………..ahhhhhh …………………..ahhhhhhhhh …………………….argggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Evelyn shuddered as she skyrocketed into out of space as a mind-shattering orgasm rocked her petite body.

Descending back down to earth as Skipper was still humping his meat into her, Evelyn then realized that she had given no thought of insisting that the young jock wear a protective condom.  As her period was always timely, timely sex with her husband could be planned in advance ………………..but this was not her husband and more so this was not a good time of the month.  But the way Skipper was jackhammering in and out of her, there was no way she would be able to get him to pull out.

She had to try though, trying to push the young stud from her, pleading “Skipper ………….no …………………..pull out ………………..pull out …………..you’ll get me pregnant!”  Then Evelyn froze upon hearing the pounding on the door as her son’s voice called out “Mom ……………………..Skipper?”  In a panic, Evelyn tried to push her son’s soccer coach off her but his grip on her asscheeks as well as his need for relief was overwhelming.  Then she heard Skipper yell out “Sorry ……………..locked the door by mistake!  Cumming ……………………………I’m cummingggggggggggggggggggggg!”

With Skipper pulling his spent cock out of her and knelt to pull his shirt over his head, Evelyn scrambled about the floor to gather her clothing.  As she was about to stand and rush to the bathroom, she was grasped by the hair and ordered to “Clean me, Mrs. Fuller!  Hurry so I can get into my shorts and unlock the door!”  Faced with no choice but to obey or her son would wonder what was happening, she opened her mouth to take in the dwindling piece of meat that had given her so much pleasure.  Only now it was covered with the slimy juices of their commingled lust as she pursed her lips and pulled her head back to clean him.

In the bathroom, Evelyn panted in fear as she hurriedly got into her clothing, minus the pair of panties that Skipper had snatched from her before she ran off to get dressed.  “Oops, sorry Tommy ………………….must have accidentally locked the door!  Your Mom’s in the bathroom!  You make it all the way to the end of the game?” she heard Skipper ask her son.  As there was apparently a problem with the video game, Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief as Tommy and Skipper went back down into the garage.

Finally able to get her breath and think rationally, Evelyn looked at herself in the mirror and sobbed.  Hair out of place, she blinked her teary eyes and chastised that unfamiliar person in the mirror, muttering “Slut!  Adulteress!  Whore!  Tramp!”  Running her tongue on the roof of her mouth, she shuddered at the taste, wondering “How could you do such a filthy thing?  Taking his filthy penis into your mouth ……………sucking all the slimy yuk off of it and then swallowing all that filth!”

For Skipper, putting the first notch up on his pad would be so sweet!  It had been a real conquest, made sweeter when they were nearly caught by the woman’s young son.  Seeing the look of regret on Mrs. Fuller’s face when she joined them back in the garage, Skipper knew that she truly regretted her infidelity but that she would be unable to refuse his future advances.  And he planned on having a lot of meetings like this after practice with the ‘Team Mother’!  He planned on making it a point on bedding her on her marital bed before summer was over.  By the end of summer, he certainly hoped to see a little bulge in her belly!

As she and Tommy walked to the car, escorted by her son’s soccer coach, Evelyn shivered as Skipper opened the car door for her, caressing her ass as she moved past him to slide into the driver’s seat.  She prayed that the wad of toilet paper would absorb all the slimy jizz leaking out of her well-fucked cunt, or the light green slacks that she wore would present a telltale sign on the crotch of it.  ‘What a cheap little floozy!  You’ve only met the handsome young stud an hour ago and he’s now hanging your panties up on his mantel!’ she chastised herself.
 

End of Story.