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From the way people were bundled up in coats and sweaters as they walked along the street below, it was obviously a little cold outside. The beautiful young woman leaned back into her apartment, shutting her little fire escape window, and rubbed her slender arms with her hands. Oh, how she hated goosebumps! San Francisco was always cold in mid February, and for a brief moment Wendy was tempted to surrender to the cold and put on her old Cal State San Francisco sweat shirt. But the feeling passed quickly, and she felt an electric tingle flow through her spine as she thought about tonight. Adam would be home soon, hopefully, and all her preparations would be justified. Besides, a body like hers was one that should be showed off, not one that should be covered with nondescript sweats.
And she loved to show it off. Wendy had always been beautiful; she was nearly five feet eleven inches tall -- only three inches shorter than Adam -- and had the type of irresistible green eyes and strawberry blonde hair which caused even women to look at her a little longer than they would care to admit. A faint, barely-perceptible sprinkling of little brown freckles lay doll-like around her lovely nose, giving the young woman a deceptively girlish, innocent appearance that belied her true sexual adventurousness. That adventuresome nature had taken her throughout the normal spectrum of dating and experimentation in her high school and college years, and it was more than once that Wendy had been window-shopping along the boulevards when she saw a young man or woman that she thought she recognized from her past, but didn't acknowledge either out of embarrassment or fear that perhaps they wouldn't remember her. But they always remembered her. A girl like Wendy, no one could forget.
Wendy smiled lustily as she lay on the bed in the apartment she shared with Adam, her handsome young husband, thinking about her lover and how she would simply devour him when he got home from work. Not only was the fourteenth of February Valentines Day, it was also her twenty sixth birthday. She had been a Valentines Day baby, and appropriately, everything about her was lovely. Wendy normally dressed scantily and sexily enough, but today, since she had neither to go to work at her secretarial job nor do any shopping where older people might be offended by her typical work combination of fashionable blouses, waistcoats, and mini-skirts -- all of which were deliciously form-fitting--, she really outdid herself. Her unbelievable, 35-23-35 figure was today clad only in skimpy black thong panties -- so snug on her luscious body that Wendy nearly felt a twinge of sexual pleasure simply by walking -- and a sheer white camisole which did little to cover her soft yet firm breasts. Her nails, freshly manicured by a skilled female friend, glistened with red polish, and Wendy made sure that her toes were as expertly groomed as her fingers. Her long, silky hair lay seductively against her delicate shoulders, and the entire effect of Wendy's persona was such that on more than one occasion Adam couldn't resist taking a picture of his gorgeous young wife.
Glancing at a clock on the wall, Wendy saw that it was only four in the afternoon, and Adam wasn't due to come home from his stock consulting job until about nine. Still, Wendy didn't mind lazing the afternoon away dreaming of her love, nor did she mind looking at herself against a large mirror which she and Adam had mounted on the ceiling. The huge device, which included a similar mount against the wall at the head of the bed, was one which they both considered unspeakably naughty, yet not enough so that they would deny themselves the pleasure of watching themselves climax by removing it. Wendy's long, supple thighs stared back at her in the mirror as she lay viewing her own image. Every year during the three years she had been married to Adam, he had done something special for her birthday. Today would be no different, she smiled to herself, watching her tiny camisole fall open to expose her nipples, rigid and sensitive in the chill February air. The black thong, which had a tiny red devil design on it, was so racy that it would scarcely cover her pubic hair had she not shaved herself clean in the shower this morning. The feeling of total baldness in such a vulnerable, wonderful spot nearly made her dizzy. She had felt the moisture beginning to form deep within her body as she trimmed herself in the shower, and a similar feeling of wetness began to overcome her now as she stared at herself in the mirror. She lay silent for a moment, her large, sea-green eyes shut in pleasure as her suspicions were confirmed. With a sharp spasm deep within her pelvis, Wendy felt the obscenely tight cotton-polyester thong panties become damp.
Instinctively, the young woman's thighs began to cross themselves as she became aroused, and although she didn't want to -- although she wanted more than anything to wait for Adam -- her desire prevailed and she could no longer control herself. She drew her soft, slender arm across her trim abdomen and slowly slipped her fingers into her panties, feeling her clit send a jarring sensation of pleasure throughout her body as her forefinger stroked it. Wendy bit down softly on her lower lip as she pushed first one, then two fingers back and forth inside her body, feeling her sweet pussy open up for her own hand in the same way that it opened up for Adam's whenever he felt like making her climax -- in an elevator, under a table, on a subway... Her little thong stretched to the limit -- sliding tighter and tighter between her shapely buttocks -- as it accommodated both her luscious body and her dexterous hand, and Wendy suddenly felt the unexpected, indescribable pleasure of the cotton-poly material slide back and forth against her anus.
Just as Wendy's eyes began to glaze over in ecstasy, her entire figure writhing at the mercy of her own hand as she fingered herself in bed, she was just as quickly sitting upright with alarm, breathing heavily. Feeling a slight perspiration against her forehead, and wiping it away quickly, the young woman realized that the doorbell was ringing. Her face flushed momentarily as embarrassment came over her, as though she really had been caught masturbating, even though she really had no reason to be ashamed. Gathering the little white camisole around her body and getting up, she forgot about her delicious activities and came to the door.
It was only about four thirty, yet Wendy somehow expected Adam to be standing on her doorstep, even if Adam wasn't the kind of husband who rang the doorbell to get into his own apartment. But instead of seeing her husband, Wendy's large, pretty eyes met a wall of red and white roses, the display so immense that only the delivery man's hands and legs were visible behind it.
"Hello" said Wendy breathily to the shoes on the doorstep, hoping her voice wasn't going to betray what she had been doing about thirty seconds ago. And, although she knew quite well who the roses were for, and who had sent them, she added "May I help you?"
"Are you Miss Wendy Claiborne?" A male voice answered with a question, the legs shuffling a little under the weight of the display.
"Mrs." replied Wendy instinctively, who felt compelled to assert her marital status often because, although twenty six, she looked young for her age and people often assumed that she wasn't married. But she then realized the snappiness of her answer and apologized, for the delivery man couldn't see her anyway when he was holding all those flowers. She opened the door of her apartment with one arm to let him in while holding her camisole tightly around her body with the other. At her invitation the delivery man entered, and as he did so Wendy suddenly felt dreadfully conscious about her barely-there attire.
The wall of roses teetered under the delivery man's straining arms as he hauled the beautiful array of flowers into her apartment, following Wendy's instructions to place the bouquet on the kitchen table. Even before he had done so, Wendy spied a small white envelope on the edge of the display, and eagerly clasped it in her slender fingers. Opening the note, Wendy's smiled.
"Wendy my love,
I'm sorry I have to
be at the office during
your special day, but
I promise you I'll make
it up to you tonight.
Until then, these are
for you. Happy
twenty sixth
birthday honey...
love
forever
Adam"
Wendy was so engrossed in warm thoughts of her husband that she forgot about the delivery man standing in front of her. She nearly let out a gasp of fright as she suddenly realized she wasn't alone, and the pretty young woman quickly but deliberately placed the note against the counter so that she could once again cover her body. She regretted not grabbing her terry cloth bathrobe before answering the door, feeling totally exposed as she stood before her visitor. She thought for a second about excusing herself to go grab it, but as the delivery man was leaving soon anyway, she decided not to. Besides, she didn't want to turn her back on him, because with her little black thong... Well, her problem was obvious. She cleared her throat, even though she knew that she didn't have to, and uttered a soft thank you to the delivery man, whom she observed to be about the same size and build as Adam, although Adam was twenty nine and the delivery person couldn't have been any older than twenty or so. For a fleeting moment, nothing more, Wendy felt a slight twinge of attraction to the younger man, whom she now observed to be more muscular than her husband, too, as though she were looking at a magazine ad or making some other casual observation that had no real effect on her. She breathed deeply as she looked him over for no more than a second, but she instantly suppressed it in her subconscious.
"You're really lucky" the young man said as Wendy stood barefoot against the linoleum tile before him. Although perhaps only two or three seconds had elapsed between the placement of the flowers against the table and the delivery man speaking, Wendy felt as though they had been standing there in awkwardness for years. Here she was, standing half naked before a stranger in her own house, and she felt like an intruder for some reason.
"I could never afford to send my girlfriend a spread like your man sent you," the young man continued, apparently oblivious to the fact that she was squirming in near nakedness before him. Wendy's long thighs fidgeted nervously as she stood with her arms crossed over her upper body, her efforts failing miserably to cover her hourglass stomach and devilish little panties. How she wished she had her robe! Wendy could see by the tag on her visitor's form-fitting, gray workshirt that his name was James. James wore a pair of blue Ben Davis work pants and shiny Doc Martens, his trim outfit reminding her more of her father's air force uniform than a flower delivery man. The young woman suddenly had the anxious feeling of being caught in the act of staring too long at something or someone, and quickly looked up again, a little shocked at having almost instantly met the young man's eyes. His return expression seemed to confirm her fear of being caught, but thankfully he respected her dignity and said nothing. She cleared her throat ant looked away, as if by looking away quickly she could prove that she hadn't been looking at him at all.
Although she fought it with every nerve in her body, Wendy couldn't help but feel an intense curiosity for the young man -- although at the moment she couldn't put her finger on the nature of that curiosity -- and it made her mind swell with anger toward her treachery. She loved Adam! She had always loved Adam, and had never even thought of really betraying him. Certainly she had fantasized about other people in bed, but that was perfectly normal, she always told herself. But why was she having these wicked, sinful thoughts? Surely there was nothing about James that was so special -- he was unspeakably attractive, true, but so were dozens and dozens of other men -- older and younger -- that Wendy passed every day on the street. James was, on the other hand, far younger than anyone Wendy had ever felt any sort of attraction to, and she felt a certain subconscious guilt about it, even if her scintillating thoughts were limited merely to the possible masturbatory fantasies she could later have while making love to her husband. She had fantasized about other men without actually surrendering herself, considering her innermost thoughts immune from the laws of matrimony, but now these strange feelings overwhelmed her as she stood before someone as young and attractive as James. That was the difference, it seemed. All her previous sexual fantasies had been rationalized on the premise that she wouldn't have the real opportunity to physically betray her husband. Now, she was next to naked, terribly aroused, and standing before an object of such fantasy. Wendy's thoughts raced along at a dizzying speed, and despite the huge volume of rationalization, temptation, and fear that swept across her consciousness, only a few moments had passed in real time -- mere seconds, no more.
The young man said something to the effect that he wished her a happy Valentines day and that he would be leaving now, and he strode out of the kitchen and toward the door. Wendy knew it was best to let him go, for the sake of both herself and Adam, but another barely perceptible, delicious sensation emanated from between her sumptuous legs, once more the result of her snug, obscenely libidinous panties, compelling her to suddenly ask the young man to wait a moment. She knew she shouldn't have done so, and everything in her moral conscience told her not to, but her body and mouth defied her mind and she did so anyway. The young man turned around slowly, a questioning look on his young face.
"Here, let me give you something," said Wendy quickly, not realizing yet fully realizing at the same time that she was somehow trying to find a way to prolong his visit. It was so strange... She wanted him to leave for all the right reasons, but she wanted him to stay for all the wrong reasons, too, and all the impetus of her rational thought surrendered to the whims of her body. Oh god how she wanted him! No, no, she didn't... She really didn't... She couldn't admit it to herself. She didn't really want him, her mind argued, and she only thought she wanted him because she had been at the precipice of orgasm when James came to the door, and all her sexual arousal had suddenly found an outlet of attraction in the first man she saw. That was it! That was all... She really didn't want this person... He was too young, anyway... She had been a senior in college while he was probably a sophomore in high school. She would just give him a few dollars for his trouble and send him on his way.
She turned and reached for her little black purse, which she stored on the stylish living room bookshelf, thinking the delivery man deserved a tip for lugging the huge bouquet up to her sixth floor apartment.
"Oh god..." she whispered to herself silently as she opened the purse to find at least a dozen multicolored prophylactics inside, seeming to slap her in the face. Despite the constant reminders that all she really wanted was sex, and that she was trying with all her might to deny these desires, she found a five dollar bill for James. She felt the gold clasp of her purse between her thumb and forefinger as she licked her lip, telling herself over and over again to just give the delivery man his tip and let him go.
"This is for you" Wendy said softly, her voice so feminine and breathy that both men and women often told her it was absolutely otherworldly. She extended her arm to give the bill to James, and as she did so, her white camisole fell open and revealed her gorgeous breasts. The sheer white garment slid across her lithe upper body, brushing against her nipples and to her sides as it betrayed her. It took perhaps only a fraction of a second, but Wendy saw James' eyes transfixed on her pert nipples before she gasped silently in fright and closed her camisole again. In doing so, she accidentally dropped the purse, and to her horror the little leather bag spun to the floor with a thud and sent a multitude of condoms flying across the carpet like confetti. Her mouth hung open in shock and embarrassment, although she quickly regained her composure, and she gave James the type of wild-eyed, scared look that promised him that she would say she didn't see anything if he would agree to say the same. James gulped, taking the five dollar bill on the second effort, and scratched his head, obviously embarrassed. Wendy nearly screamed at herself, in her mind, both for her stupidity and her clumsiness. Why couldn't she just let the delivery man leave? It was easy... Well, it was supposed to be easy, anyway... She had only to show him the door and James would get back to whatever community college he was ditching in order to deliver flowers to half naked females part time...
But something deeper in her thoughts troubled her so very powerfully... She didn't trust herself or her integrity right now, especially when she was in such a state of excitement and dressed so provocatively. Did she let her shirt fall open on purpose? Every reasonable thought in her mind told her it had been an accident, but all her deepest, blackest feelings reminded her that everything she did had a deliberate purpose, and that even turning her back to the delivery man had had its ulterior purpose.
"I like your rose tattoo, Miss Claiborne" James said as he began once more edging toward the door -- he immediately caught his mistake and addressed her as `Mrs. Claiborne' instead. He was obviously ashamed at having been in her apartment so long, although like any sane human being he found the sight of Wendy's body quite intoxicating, and was instinctively in no real hurry to abandon it. Then he added, "I've wanted to get a second tattoo like that."
Wendy's mind raced. Her thighs began to grow chill with goosebumps. She knew as well as James that this should be the end of their transaction. He had brought her Adam's flowers, and she had given him his tip... So why could neither of them just come right out and end it? Wendy knew she was dancing on extremely thin ice. If Adam knew how treacherous her thoughts were right now, he would surely leave her... She bit her lower lip, standing before the younger man, her right thigh bobbing up and down almost imperceptibly as her lithe frame was supported by her left leg, the big toe of which rested atop a cherry red latex prophylactic. The tiny black thong was snug on her beautiful young body, and Wendy could feel the material squeeze deliciously against her crotch. Her firm stomach breathed softly, her arms crossed over her breasts to conceal her nipples. She quivered before her young visitor, and fought to suppress her want. Her adventurous days were over, she screamed at herself silently, they were over and that's why she had gotten married... But whether or not that was true didn't matter. As if denying her conscious wishes and trampling any vestiges of her morality, her bodily desire compelled her to take the situation further.
"Where's your first tattoo?" Wendy said softly, her question so breathy and toneless that it was more of a statement. She knew there was no turning back now, and the question was made as much out of curiosity as it was an admission that she was terribly aroused and needed a release. A release! She felt like such a sex-crazed pervert all of a sudden. Men need a release... Women, on the other hand... Well... After a moment Wendy realized that women needed a release sometimes, too... An adventuresome soul doesn't respond well to the shackles of the mundane world. But did James want her? Wendy knew that was a stupid question... Wendy was so hot she knew she could make the most innocent woman turn bisexual just for her... She knew because she had done it.
James didn't answer Wendy's question, but his eyes looked down to his own crotch for a microsecond, scarcely detectable but long enough so that both knew exactly what he meant. Wendy was so turned on she could feel the moisture between her thighs beginning to escape her tiny panties and glisten against her inner thighs.
"How old are you James?" Wendy asked quietly, with a hint of intimidation intermingled with her desire; she took a step closer to the young man, who reciprocated her action by making a similar move toward her.
"Nineteen" he replied, his youthful cheeks flushing with excitement as he wondered incredulously what this beautiful woman was eventually driving at. He wasn't even really a flower delivery man; he was only covering for his friend James who was out sick today. He could have never predicted that he would be bringing flowers to a unbelievably hot, half naked woman who looked like a fashion model, nor that this same beautiful woman apparently wanted to surrender herself to him for no reason other than that she was dressed to have sex and he was lucky enough to be around when she was. If she wanted his name to be James, well then today he would be James. He should have been in school; his English class was having a midterm today and he was going to flunk it by being absent. But he would gladly flunk out of University altogether for an opportunity like this. He had a girlfriend but honestly she was nowhere near the caliber of woman Miss Claiborne was. If his own girlfriend was beautiful, then Wendy Claiborne was unbelievable.
"You're so young James..." Wendy sighed softly, taking another small step toward the younger man; they were now so close that she placed a trembling palm against his firm chest, "so young..."
"I'm old enough to know what to do" James replied, thinking moments later that what he said sounded a bit dumb but that he meant it all the same. At any rate, Wendy seemed not to notice as she drew her slim arms under his shoulders and wrapped them around his back, kissing him softly on the mouth. His lips were warm and moist, like a girl's lips, Wendy noticed. Her own soft lips brushed against his glancingly at first, testing his response, but he welcomed her sweet mouth and soon engulfed her mouth in his, his powerful tongue pressing against hers ferociously as they kissed with that type of unique, desperate desire that forbidden sex creates.
Wendy moaned suddenly as the young man began kneading her firm, completely exposed buttocks with his young hands, his fingers brushing lightly against the thong as it struggled vainly to conceal her beautiful crotch. She began pressing her hands against his stomach; she could tell James was well muscles by the firm ripples she felt under her soft fingers, and began sliding off his leather belt. She could see the outline of his arms inside her sheer white camisole as he massaged her outer crotch behind her, his movements intoxicating her senses and making her stand on her toes. In doing so she nearly equaled him in height, and he sent a sublime feeling of warmth through her spine as he began kissing her graceful neck. Her fingernails suddenly squeezed his muscular shoulders as James ceased teasing her -- he slid his hand into her panties from the rear and pushed two fingers against the entrance to her hot, wet lips, brushing his forefinger dexterously against her rock-hard clitoris. Wendy clenched her teeth and moaned gorgeously, flinging her head back as the young man fondled her undulating clit. She could feel small droplets of her moisture running down steaming inner thighs, and James' powerful hand inside her delicate thong nearly snapped the feeble material. Her mouth hung open in pleasure as the gorgeous college boy grinded his thumbs against her aching nipples, sending bone-jarring spikes of pleasure through her body while she trembled against his body. Between labored gasps of arousal she begged James to take her into the bedroom, and he obediently obliged, lifting her trembling body and walking through a dimly lit corridor that led to the bed Wendy shared with Adam. He placed her sprawling on the mattress, and immediately began undressing for her, stripping to his briefs and making her quiver with desire as he revealed his rippling muscles. With his well-chiseled physique, pronounced facial features and penetrating blue eyes, Wendy thought James resembled the males of Leonardo DaVinci's idealized anatomical sketches.
James gazed at the young woman on the bed, her body just as perfect as his, and lost any sense of fear about the fact that she was married, or that he had a girlfriend, or that he was only supposed to be delivering flowers for Mr. Claiborne and not fucking his wife. He was going to live for today and not for the consequences of tomorrow. He flung his tight workshirt and pants on the floor, and stripped away the snug fitting black briefs to reveal his beautiful young cock, its veins throbbing with intensity as he knelt on the mattress.
Wendy gasped as she admired James' huge cock -- it was similar to Adam's at about eight inches but the younger man's organ was so much thicker, and she made the instant, amusing mental comparison between James' lovely penis and the thick bottles of beer that Adam kept in the refrigerator. She shivered with anticipation at having that beautiful tool thrust mercilessly inside her, and she seductively bit her little finger as she lay at his mercy. Above his pubic hairline James had the letters "Rocksteady" tattooed in blue ink, the letters having the curiously hypnotizing effect of drawing the eyes left to right, making his thick cock seem all that more intimidating. Many people had paid her own tattoo a similar compliment, saying that the deep blue rose on her lower back drew even more attention to her lovely hips and buttocks. Wendy flung her useless camisole on the floor next to the bed, exposing her upper body completely to the nineteen year old, and began to make a motion to remove her excruciatingly tight thong too, but James deliberately intercepted her and kissed her against the bed, laying above and beside her as he moved his mouth quickly down her neck and inevitably to her vulnerable nipples. He sucked voraciously on her left nipple with his eager young mouth as he hovered above her, fondling her right breast with his left hand while stroking her pussy with his unused right. Wendy let out an anguished cry of pleasure as she acknowledged his skill; the combination of sensations was overwhelming, and as the young man mercilessly fingered her pussy Wendy's body began to thrust up and down on the bed in unison to his strokes. As James had so skillfully anticipated, the tightness of the older woman's black thong worked deliciously against her as the material grinded against her constricting cunt lips and puckering anus.
Within seconds -- no more than half a minute certainly -- Wendy felt the nineteen year old's fingers begin to inexorably take her over the edge. A tremendous pressure seemed to build inside her crotch, originating from deep within her pelvis, and a feeling of absolute, stupefying numbness and pleasure began to wash over her senses. As she began to feel the tremendous orgasm rush over her fluttering consciousness, she opened her mouth to moan out her climax. But the young man quickly sucked down her scream of total surrender by kissing her deeply, silencing her cry and making her climax all the more devastatingly. As the beautiful young woman writhed uncontrollably in orgasm, James hooked his index finger inside the entrance to her anus while simultaneously grinding her throbbing clit with his thumb, making her nearly bite down on his tongue as the overwhelming stimulus shattered her senses. The straining thong cinched tightly against the crevice between her beautiful ass cheeks, pressing harder and harder still as James' fingers stretched the material. Wendy's body heaved in orgasm as her long arms lay feebly to her sides, her inner thighs gripping impotently against the younger man's muscular forearm. Her vagina surrendered what seemed like gallons of sweet fluid onto the sheetcovers, and at last James released his kiss so that Wendy could moan out in pleasure. Her slender stomach rose up and down in heaving gasps as she fought to catch her breath, but James quickly made it clear that he wasn't anywhere near finished with her delectable body yet.
The young man finally stripped the tiny, soaked thong from Wendy's body, feeling the young woman shiver in post-climactic haze as he did so, and revealed the most beautifully shaved pussy he had ever seen. The moist skin of her clitoral hood spasmed visibly before his eyes, still recovering from orgasm, and he could see evidence that she had been pierced. Her dripping, sweet cunt lips opened and closed in anatomical reflex as her clit continually received stimulation from his hands, and her trim body glistened with the labors of their taboo lovemaking. Even before Wendy's first orgasm had finished washing over her dulled senses, her body still reacting to his index and middle fingers inside her cunt, her mind once more raced to her clitoris as James plunged his mouth between her thighs.
"Oh god oh god!" Wendy cried exquisitely as she felt the young man's tongue press against her clit. Almost instantly as her first orgasm had subsided she felt seeds of an even greater, more powerful one planted against her inner depths. The young nineteen year old lolled his tongue expertly against her aching clitoris, causing the millions of tiny nerves it held to instantaneously explode with pleasure. Her thighs instinctively raised off of the bed as James tongued her out mercilessly, and James took advantage of the older woman's movement to move further forward on the bed in front of her, so that the underside of Wendy's shapely thighs lay helplessly against his shoulders. He took two fingers and slid them to and fro inside her gaping pussy as his tongue remained glued to her clit, and the twenty six year old woman moaned and groaned in her unbelievable pleasure, her hands clasping feebly around the nineteen year old's head as he brought her closer and closer to another unbearable climax. James stared at Wendy's beautiful face and body in the headboard mirror as she lay at the mercy of his mouth, admiring the beauty of her body and the hypnotic sound of her voice as she moaned and begged the senseless nothings that all women utter at the verge of climax. Her green eyes shut tightly in orgiastic strain, reacting to a third finger pressed inside her aching pussy, and James knew he could finish her off at his leisure. Just as he felt her cumming, her clitoris darting up and down inside her labia minora and more and more warm, sweet fluid gushing into his lips as he ate her, James decided to try the same technique he used with Jennifer, his girlfriend, whenever he brought her to the edge of orgasm using his tongue.
As Wendy began to cry out in climax, her thighs shaking and pressing exhaustively against the sides of James' head, her legs spread wider still as suddenly they felt the larger width of James' torso between them. Wendy's orgasm began to radiate excruciatingly from her lower body and spasm throughout every extremity as the delivery man -- well, delivery boy -- tongue-fucked her, but even with all her sexual experience she wasn't prepared for James to instantaneously cram his huge cock inside her pussy just as it was constricting in orgasm.
"Oh my GOD JAMES!" Wendy screamed blissfully, her forehead crinkling in unbearable strain as the young man literally tore the immense climax from her body. His raging member was so huge that Wendy's entire, shaven labia -- and not merely her inner lips as when Adam penetrated her -- was pressed inward. Adam was by no means small, and was actually very large in terms of averages and things like that, but James... James simply blew Adam out of the water in terms of the way their eight inch cocks felt when fucking her. She almost never allowed Adam to fuck her without a condom, but she would let James do whatever he wanted. She wanted to feel him, and didn't want anything to get in the way of his young skin against hers. Wendy's entire spine was shaking, and she clenched her polished red fingernails into James' bronzed shoulders as he shoved his entire length into her body, watching with naughty pleasure the sight of an obscenely younger man take her on the same bed she shared with her husband. James was so thick that Wendy could scarcely exhale as the boy slid his wonderful, God-given talent inside her tight pussy, and finally exhaled a thankful moan of ecstasy as he withdrew before plunging inward once more, starting the whole delicious process over again.
James fingered the older woman's rigid nipples as he fucked her, enjoying the way that her nipples could feel so soft yet so hard at the same time. Wendy's thighs gripped the sides of James' body as he drove his pelvis over and over again into her tight cunt, pleased at himself in the knowledge that the sex techniques he used on his eighteen year old girlfriend also worked on gorgeous twenty-somethings that were far older than him but knew a good cock when they felt one. Wendy groaned in strain as the boy's huge, nineteen year old penis scraped unerringly against her clitoris, mashing against the tortured muscle as it plunged deep inside her. James' cock slowly entered then withdrew, the slow speed of his motions causing Wendy to feel the full effect of every small spasm of pleasure. Every nerve in her vagina seemed to cry out in that sort of tortured pleasure that really good sex brings, and after only a few seconds she let out an immense, guttural cry. James' cock had finally pushed itself so far inside her pussy, and at such an acute angle, that her g-spot was exposed and mercilessly exploited by his penetrating cock head. Adam had sometimes found her g-spot with her fingers but never with his penis, and even that took several minutes. James had managed to do it in about ten seconds.
"Oh my god oh my god oh my god..." Wendy moaned uncontrollably, pressing her soft fingers faintly against the young man's forearms as he stroked her nipples.
Seeing Wendy's reaction to his pelvic thrusting, James began to variate his movement as he entered and exited slowly, twisting his lower body from side to side as he grinded into her, enjoying the anguished look of sexual distress that crossed Wendy's face whenever he did so. He knew she was going to cum again, and cum extremely hard, but as it turned out she came even faster than he predicted. After only five, agonizingly slow, full length thrusts -- he knew because for some strange reason he counted -- he felt the young woman's body grow rigid, her moans become sharp, and her pussy grow completely drenched with moisture. Wendy's arms lay at her sides, gripping futilely at the white sheets as her pelvis arched from the bed, and moaned an orgasm so loud and melodic that James would swear it were rehearsed specifically for his listening pleasure, had he not been certain it was completely genuine. By the way Wendy's pussy was streaming warm fluid onto the bed and onto his own crotch, it had to be. She bit her lower lip deliciously, obviously trying not to alert her neighbors as to what was going on in her apartment, and had the sensation of having all the blood and senses leave her head and immediately redirect themselves to the small, vulnerable area between her legs, everything else growing strangely numb. Her delicate mouth hung open in climax, and she clenched James' firm buttocks with all her arms' remaining strength, as though to make him become now and forever part of her body.
Wendy moaned and gasped as the full intensity of the orgasm overcame her, and James prolonged the dizzying, carnal pleasure by continuing to gyrate inside her cunt, absolutely shattering every sexual nerve inside her body. At last, as she lay trembling on the bed with the last spasms of climax leaving her, and the wetness of her pussy beginning to ebb slightly, Wendy began to regain her conscious senses, and felt a tremendous debt to James for making her climax as no other person had ever made her climax before. She began to sit up, intent on getting that huge cock between her lips, but before she could do so completely at her own power, James slid his powerful hands under her arms and drew her upward to a kneeling position to match his.
"I... I want to suck you..." Wendy gasped, her breathing still labored from her ordeal, "Please let me put your big sweet cock in my mouth."
"You're going to suck it, all right" James replied; his voice was pleasant and soothing like a lover's, yet had a barely perceptible air of authority, as if he were giving a command. He gave Wendy a look and gesture that immediately let her know what he had in mind, and although she was terrified at what he could do to her with such a large penis, she knew she owed him, and owed him very badly. James smiled, sensing her agreement, and turned the young woman around on the bed.
Assuming a position on her knees and elbows against the soft mattress, Wendy squeezed the sheets with all her might as she felt the full size of James' gigantic member bury itself in her tight anal opening. She cried out in pain, silencing herself by biting her lower lip, as her breasts bounced pornographically below her. James held her by the hips as he slowly pushed his cock into the obscenely tight hole, feeling the ridged, light brown skin of the woman's anus stretch to the absolute limit without tearing. So far he had only pressed his first two and a half inches inside her, and already she was begging him for mercy, crying that he was too much for her to handle. But he knew that after a few moments she would become accustomed to the huge size of his member, and he would be able to give her more of it. Wendy was in such agony that she felt little tears beginning to flow at the sides of her eyelids, and she shut them tightly to cope with the immense pressure and pain behind her. The pressure was so immense that her vagina gaped wide open beneath her as James' cock lay buried in her asshole, the moist fluid of her pussy running freely down her thighs, onto her knees and onto the sheets. She stared at herself in the headboard mirror once more, her beautiful, creamy white skin and body contrasting slightly with James' bronzed, muscular physique as he introduced her to the immense pleasure and pain of anal sex. She had had anal sex before, but only with smaller, skinnier five and six inch penises. Those experiences shouldn't even count when compared to an agonizingly intense experience like this. James' young hands gripping her hips tightly as he fed her more and more of his devastating cock, Wendy suddenly experienced the unique vision of herself gasping in the mirror as her mind was taken away from the pain and instead once more to overwhelming pleasure. As James pressed five inches into his older lover, he began to finger fuck Wendy once more, feeling her recently shaven pussy dribble warm fluid directly onto his willing fingers as he did so.
"Ohhhh mmmm no James please yes baby oh god don't yes..." Wendy moaned senselessly as the combination of pain and pleasure began to overwhelm her consciousness. Her tight ass hole stretched until the delicate skin almost tore, and came even closer to doing so as James' shaft increased in girth closer to its base against his pubic bone. A slight film of perspiration had formed on Wendy's back between her feminine shoulder blades, and James admired her glistening body as he pushed himself further and further into it. After a few minutes of allowing her to become used to his thickness inside her anus -- as if that was even possible with a cock as large as his -- James finally pressed his full length into her, feeling the ridged skin of her asshole press against his brown pubic hair. Wendy cried out sharply and lustily, as even the immense pain of James' cock inside such a tiny hole could not fully remove her thoughts from the power of his fingers against her clitoris. She felt another small climax -- a weak one, but it felt absolutely heavenly as it washed over her thoughts and glazed her eyes over in a look of absolute contentment. The shock of experiencing the physical power of an immensely thick, eight inch male organ inside her body -- from a forbidden entrance -- initially caused Wendy to feel overcome with a sense of instinctive nausea, but later this feeling was superseded by one of breathless relief as he withdrew to one fourth of his length.
"James..." Wendy gushed, half from orgasm and half from relief at having the pain subside a little, "Oh my god honey you're hurting me..."
But by her body language during the second, quarter-length thrust, James could tell that Wendy was prepared and eager to sustain more, and he joyously gave in to his lover's obvious desire.
Thereafter, the sensation of James' full eight inches was bearable to Wendy, and after he had entered and exited slowly three times, the pain was gone and the unique anal sensation quickly became so pleasurable that she began to plead for him to fuck her harder and faster. She reached beneath her slender figure and began to masturbate herself -- her fingers accompanying James' as they entered and exited her pussy and fingered her clit. He mashed his cock inside her willing asshole with greater and greater speed and intensity, watching the gorgeous sight of Wendy's face struggle to cope with him, and the view of her shapely breasts bobbing backward and forward according to his movements in the headboard mirror. For James, the tightness of Wendy's asshole was even more wonderful than her pussy, and he harbored secret pride in that his prediction -- that Wendy would eventually take undying pleasure in having him from the rear -- had proven correct. He wiped his fingers -- dampened by his lover's warm fluid -- against his aching shaft, lubricating himself as he plunged back and forth inside the tight hole, feeling the young woman's entire body shake as a stupendous orgasm began to germinate deep within her delectable body. He was absolutely too much for her. The pleasure and pain was her absolute master, and she couldn't deny it.
"James baby..." Wendy exhaled sharply, as though she could scarcely get the words out before she became overwhelmed with sexual endorphin, "James keep your fingers on my pussy, oh..."
James knew Wendy was done for. The shapely young woman began to quiver as the orgasm began to find its outlet, and James lost no time in exploiting his advantage. He wrapped his left arm around Wendy's torso as he continued to pile into her asshole from the rear, while using his right hand to hold her shaven pussy open and stroke her helpless clitoris. Wendy's mind slowed down as it began to be overtaken by events in her body, and she flung her gorgeous head backwards to cry out an orgasm so powerful she could scarcely cope with it. The intense pressure of James' cock inside her asshole, coupled with his masterful fingers slipping and sliding against her drenched vagina, simply overwhelmed her and she instinctively squeezed her shapely buttocks together in reflex, although instead of lessening the intensity of her orgasm the movement heightened James' pleasure and increased the power of her climax twofold.
"Oh God James I'm COMING, I'm COMING OHHH!!!!" she screamed, her eyes tightly shut in strain as tears streamed down her lovely cheeks.
She cried out over and over again in delicious surrender, her throat letting out a trembling groan as James finally withdrew his cock from her asshole. The sudden emptiness gave her the strange feeling, after having something so large inside her body through such an orgasmic ordeal, that something was now missing.
She could have sworn that she was bleeding but the moisture she felt against her quivering anus was merely fluid from her own dripping pussy, which James had used to lubricate both himself and her tight asshole while he fucked it. Her body shook as the orgasm, which was even more powerful than the vaginal orgasm James had given her with his cock, began to recede slightly, and she pressed her face into the pillow with exhaustion. James turned her body around softly, and as Wendy stared upward at the ceiling with the glassy eyes of climax, staring at both herself and James in the mirror, James knelt above her body in a commanding position, his buttocks pressing against her breasts, and fed her his cock. She took it gladly and pushed the first four inches into her mouth, sucking on the head so hard that her cheeks became hollow with effort. James gasped in pleasure as she did so, and Wendy then concentrated her lips around the quivering tip of James' penis, running her hands along the length as she jabbed her tongue into his urethra.
"Oh God!" James cried suddenly as Wendy caught him unprepared with her tongue. He bit his lower lip ashamedly for the outburst, and shut his eyes in strain as she sucked him. Soon he felt pressure from Wendy's arms and he obligingly slid off of her body and onto his back, allowing the beautiful woman to lie before him and press her mouth around James; full length. Wendy could barely accommodate his size, but she finally managed to do so, her strawberry blond hair brushing against his thighs and abdomen as she sucked his nineteen year old member ferociously. After only a few moments he had had enough -- the combination of Wendy's pussy, asshole, and mouth, were more intense than anything he had ever felt, and he cried out in a loud gasp that he was going to cum. Wendy responded by applying tremendous pressure to the large cockhead, lolling her tongue all over its surface as though eating a lollipop, and then sliding the quivering, vulnerable head against her front teeth. She stroked James' shaft with one hand, massaging his large, vulnerable testicles with each plunge, while fingering herself with the other, and as James felt a jerky movement against his cock caused by the vice-like grip of Wendy's feminine hands -- indicating undoubtedly that she had climaxed once more -- he surrendered and climaxed, too.
Wendy expertly swallowed spurt after spurt of James' warm, thick cum, and the sensation of the fluid sliding down her throat gave her a strange feeling of warmth and comfort. James' entire body was bathed in sweat, and he glistened beautifully as Wendy ate every bit of his semen. As he orgasmed he thrust his pelvis up and down on the bed, fucking Wendy's mouth as she knelt in front of him. As Wendy moaned her own climax, the vibrations of her throat traveled to her tongue, and James' quivering member felt the after effects of Wendy's orgasm as they came together in moans and gasps that neither were ashamed of. At last their climaxes began to ebb, and they lay panting with exhaustion on the bed, looking at their reflections against the cieling.
After a few moments of mutual recovery -- where each said nothing and tried to regain their breath -- Wendy slid up toward James' face and kissed him softly, lovingly on the forehead. After about an hour of rest, where James dozed off quietly and Wendy lay next to him aglow with sexual satisfaction, the phone rang.
"Hello?" Wendy answered, hoping she didn't sound as naked and exposed as she felt. Her toned, youthful body seemed to glow in the early evening light.
"Hey birthday girl" Adam answered, his voice coming through loud and clear as the typical office noise of chatty people and Xerox machines lay muted in the background, "How's my favorite Valentine?"
"I feel wonderful" Wendy replied, speaking the absolute truth. James stirred beside her, his soft hair brushing against the side of her shapely body, opening his eyes.
"Did you get my present?" Adam continued, the giddiness of his voice apparent in the boyish way he expressed hope.
Wendy looked up at her naked body in the ceiling mirror as she held the receiver to her ear, laying exposed and vulnerable next to James' muscular, also-naked frame. Their youthful bodies seemed posed as if for a painting or photograph, and Wendy felt the odd sensation of wishing she were trapped in this same moment forever.
"I sure did" Wendy replied after only a moment's hesitation, trying to sound cheerful as she finally remembered the flowers Adam had sent. She looked once more at James, and silently stroked his short, soft brown hair. "This has been the best birthday ever..."
"I knew you'd love them sweetheart" James added, "I'll see you tonight!"
Wendy returned her husband's "I love you" and hung up. She looked at the nightstand clock and realized that Adam wouldn't be home for another two or so. James sat up slowly, the chiseled muscles in his stomach tightening as he curled forward on the bed. He seemed to realize whom Wendy had been talking to, and a look of anxiety crossed his dreamy blue eyes.
"I should go now, Miss Claiborne" James said softly, his voice strangely deferential now compared to the commanding voice he had used when they were fucking on Wendy's bed. He uttered an audible "damn it" as he realized his mistake, and correctly addressed her as "Mrs. Claiborne." He scanned the room dizzily, his eyes looking for his clothes but his body still a bit too tired to actually collect them even if he saw them.
Wendy lay next to James on the bed and gently pressed him back down. "It's okay honey -- call me Wendy or Gwendolyn" she said breathily, speaking softly and seductively into his ear, "My husband won't be back until nine o'clock..." She looked down at James' cock, which was huge even when soft, and met his eyes. Once more, she had been caught staring. An adventuresome soul has trouble being tied down in a mundane world. She then lost all shame and touched it, breathing deeply as she saw it quiver under her polished fingernails... "You are by far the best lover I have ever had in my life" she said suddenly as she held his softened member in her hands, although she knew she would recognize her statement as fact regardless of how far she looked into her past.
James smiled a boyish grin and slid his left hand between Wendy's legs, feeling her body respond to his touch with quivering electricity. Her pussy was still damp, and her clitoris was still hard. She bit her lip softly, closing her eyes as she felt his hands against her crotch. "You are the second lover I've ever had in my life" James replied, realizing that, besides his girlfriend, he had had no other sexual partners. But he thought he had said something which offended her and quickly added, "But you're the best, too..." Once again, he felt that what he had said sounded kind of dumb, but he didn't care. He felt too good right now to care. And besides, it was true. Wendy was a fantastic fuck, and if there were women much better than her down the road then he'd be dead by the time he was forty.
"Thank you James" Wendy sighed, feeling a small charge of electricity in her clitoris and a dull soreness in her anal area -- she knew she'd be dying of pain tomorrow morning -- "This has been the best Valentines day birthday ever..."
"Um..." James started, scratching his head as he thought about the best way to tell her. In the meantime, while he thought, he clumsily stuttered a happy birthday. "I meant to tell you earlier, Wendy" he said finally, realizing he ought to just come right out and tell her, "But my name isn't James -- it was never James. It's Mark."
Wendy smiled softly at the news and placed a palm against Mark's bare chest. "It's okay" she said lustily, shutting her eyes as they lay next to one another, tired and satisfied, "I've already made up my mind to have an affair with a man named James..."
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