Ben was an ex-football player and had the stature to go with it. But the last fifteen minutes dancing with the Negro had left her breathless and excited.All the neighborhood women would stare at him when he mowed the front lawn, those broad shoulders, the narrow waist, the tight butt and those massive thighs, the black skin glistening with his sweat... The four rum and cokes she had drunk did not help; she was definitely feeling a bit tipsy.Pat was always trying to make her wear sexier and more revealing clothes. In the laundry, Harry picked her up by the waist and put her on the washing machine. Sucking on his tongue, she moaned when she felt the hard lump in his pants rub into the cleft of her cunt.For his thirty fifth birthday party she had finally acquiesced. "Quickly," she said, "before someone discovers us." She leaned back on the machine and raised her hips to allow him to pull her panties off.After four strong drinks and nice comments from the men at the party about her legs, she was beginning to feel more comfortable and a little bit sexy. " "In the laundry." As he took her hand and led her through the back kitchen door into the laundry room, Kathy wondered how she had managed to get herself into this. She watched as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she gave a little yelp when she felt the head gently rub up and down her slit. Again she moaned as she felt the length of his cock slowly push its way deep into her hole.Picking up the empty peanut bowl from the dining room table she pushed through the swinging door into the kitchen. She imagined she could feel every bump and wrinkle on it as it stretched her cunt and filled her.Piss squirted from between her cunt lips and splashed everywhere, into the bowl, on the seat and over the top onto the floor. She knew Paul was staring at her cunt and the piss pouring out of it.
She liked Harry; he made her laugh and was a terrible flirt. I like your legs." "Thanks," she said, pulling on her hem again. "My lighter's run out and I was looking for some matches." "In the second drawer down." Kathy advised. "No time like the present," she said, trying to sound flippant and urbane. That makes us even." Harry leaned down and kissed her again. The finger attacked her again, tracing the lips of her cunt through the thin material. After about a minute, Kathy pulled her mouth away from his. Someone might come in and catch us," she said, breathily. The next thing she knew, her dress was being unzipped down the back. Someone might come in." Being caught fucking in the laundry was one thing; being caught fucking and naked was quite something else. Leaning back a bit, Harry took her arms from around his neck and looked her in the eye, still gently moving in and out of her. " "Family secret," he said, tossing the silky black bra into a corner where it landed in a bag half full of potatoes. Kathy felt her orgasm building and wrapped her legs around his waist.
She was not paying much attention when she pushed the door of the bathroom open and walked into the little room. Paul was standing there in front of the toilet, his cock in his hand. Kathy sometimes liked to be in the same room with him just to stare at him. " "No." "Come closer." Against her better judgement, Kathy moved closer to him. Oh, she had been in the bathroom many times when Pat had had a pee but she had never really watched. I'll just watch." Her voice seemed to be coming from far away.
"Just one condition," Paul said as he gently stroked his prick. Kathy felt mesmerized as she watched the thick stream of urine squirting from the hole at the tip of Paul's cock.
He came right up to her, took her drink from her hand and pressed against her until her back was against the kitchen wall. She found her hips were moving in time to the finger running the length of her slit. Suddenly Harry's hands moved very rapidly and he held up her bra for her to see. Harry sped up the pace when she kissed him, forcing her tongue into his mouth.
Leaning on her he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. Kathy moaned into his mouth as her orgasm hit, racking her body with its intensity.