Jen and Roger and Stu and Shirley and others

It was with a guilty start she heard the back door ring. She scrambled to find her robe as she struggled to think of who it might be. Not the old gardener, he had gout and she hadn’t seen him for weeks. She set the security chain and opened the door a crack. The caller was a young hunk about her own age. He had been called to fix the fence between them and the neighbour and wondered if she would care to inspect the work before he left. He had been paid already, but wanted to be sure the job suited all parties.

Jen’s mind raced as she looked him over. He must have felt something of the heat, as he quickly blushed, and made as if to leave. Jen still hadn’t said anything, but stopped him with a hasty “Wait, please.” She closed the door enough to unhook the chain, and at the same time dropped her robe again. Her mouth was dry, and she could hardly speak, but she knew it had to be done. She opened the door to show the young stud her nubile young body, glad that Roger had talked her into letting him shave her cunt just a couple night ago. It had been for Stu’s benefit, but it was bound to give this guy the right message as well.

As he gaped, she sweetly asked him for his name. “Just your first name. I just need something to call you when I’m cumming. I don’t think you should fuck someone when you don’t even know his name, do you? My name is Jen. Please come in.”

Chad tried to think of anything in the movies or books he had seen that matched this. Porn was pretty outragious in what they asked you to believe, but this vision was definitely for real. She was touching his cheeks now, then her busy hands dropped to rip open his shirt. Buttons popped, a few just opened, but his big muscular chest suddenly had her sweet tits pressed against it and her tongue was in his mouth as if to chock out any objections he might have. Chad had no objections. This was new to him, but he knew girls and what to do to them. Guys like him generally do. By the time Jen had decided it was time to move on to phase three, he had taken charge. He ordered her to undress him, which she meekly did, glad to give over the responsibility. He was taken by surprise, but his charger was rapidly coming to attention, in fact was to full pride by the time his jeans were kicked free.

“How exactly do you want it?” He looked closely at her as he asked, and suddenly saw a very unsure and scored little seductress..
“Have you ever done this before?”

Jen looked up at him pleadingly. “No, I haven’t. But I want to do it now. I don’t care how you do it, just fuck me nicely and gently.” She glanced down at the stallion and some boldness returned. This young stud was going to come through just fine. “I think we had better go to the bedroom.”
She led Chad by the hand. She had a giddy thought that it might be fun to lead him by his cock, but knew nothing of what might turn him off. This way was working just fine. The bed was still unmade. She had come up to make it, but had piled back in and masturbated, then, finding that unsatisfactory, had left the rumpled mess. Now she cared less. It saved the time and effort in throwing anything back. Chad scooped her up and gently placed her on the bed. She marvelled that anyone that strong could be so gentle. Jen curled herself down into the softness of the bed and smiled sweetly up at Chad. She felt so safe now, so secure in what she was doing and wanting. She let him take her in with his eyes as he stood beside the bed. He seemed in thought about how to proceed, how to give this vision the sport that she wanted.

“I want you to pin me down, open my legs, and just fuck me. I need to be fucked. Next time we can play more. I don’t want to go slow and let anything get in our way. Give me that cock.”
Chad seemed to have gotten over his wonder at his good fortune. This in fact had happened before, but it was a forty something, slightly over weight girl and, while he was open to new experience, it wasn’t like this. He hadn’t fucked a cheerleader more tempting and sexy than this. Maybe she was right in making sure the moment wasn’t lost. He quickly lowered himself between her legs and let her guide his cock to her pouting lips. As she rubbed him over her vulva her breathing went ragged and as he entered she couldn’t stop a yelp of pleasure. She heard herself and quickly stifled herself with his lips, remembering Tom’s misadventure. Then wave after wave of forbidden pleasure and tingle and tickle swept and wracked and caressed her body, seeming to have no end. Chad had cummed, but showed no sign of slowing down, maybe even building up for a second one. Jen was vaguely aware she might be a bit sore later. Her sex last night had been great, but she wondered about having anything left for Roger tonight, and resolved she would make the effort. He was, after all, the author of this epic.

Chad sensed that her wad was blown. He slowed his tempo to just the occasional twitch, just to remind her he was still there and available. “I hate to say this, but I don’t have a bunch of time. If I go now, will you be too pissed off to let me come back?” There seemed to be genuine concern in his voice.
“Will you come back?”, Jen heard herself whisper. She was mixed between euphoric languor and proud excitement. She wanted to tell Roger, didn’t have a clue how to do that. If she were a rooster, she would have crowed. Now to have this stud wanting an invitation back. A really good sort of morning.
“Will you come back?”, she repeated, beaming up into his eyes. He nodded.
‘I can give you a business card that will get me here quick anytime there isn’t practice or class”. With that they were walking back down the hall, back to the kitchen where he reclaimed his jeans and she her robe.
“Great looking fence, by the way,”
“I hope you find something else for me fast.” And with that he was gone.

“You look different tonight, but I can’t place it.” Roger broke into her reverie. Jen started guiltily. What was different? She had stripped again that afternoon and look at herself in the full length mirror and had been reassured to see no change at all. Roger had been right. She still had a knock-out body, a warm, juicy little pussy. The wild fling with Chad had not damaged her in any way. Still, Roger had seen a difference.
She had been dying to tell him, but didn’t know how. The best time, at the first opportunity, had passed, and each chance that had been missed since had made it harder. Holding out was worse than the crime.

“I don’t know what it might be,” she tried to sound casual, knew she didn’t, and knew it was time. “Does it look like I got fucked today?”
She looked at him pleadingly, begging him not to be angry or hurt. She wanted to blurt out that it was his fault for planting these ideas in her head, He should have kept a tighter rein on her. Then he was holding her and it was all right. He was chiding her tears, suddenly worried that she had been hurt, laughing when he found out the reason for her tears, and then they were laughing together.
“So that dog Stu came over today and took advantage of my innocent little angel.” Roger chuckled into her hair. “I knew he would get you someday, but I thought it would ...”
“It wasn’t Stu”, Jen interrupted. She looked up at Roger with a nervous smirk...”You know the football player you hired to fix the fence?”
“You scored with Chad Pennington? WOW!! Half the girls in school are after him. Hell, half have probably caught him. He just got a scholarship in a big ten university, and this was his last part time job. Its in the papers today.”

Roger held her at arms length and gazed at her admiringly. He tried to imagine the meeting of the beautiful young bodies, the passions that must have passed between them in those moments, and found himself immersed in his own passion. .It seemed like a fast forward movie, but they were in bed, the same bed, and they had been sated for the moment. Jen had not been sore, she was just very much in love, fuelled by overwhelming relief. Everything was all right. Her man still loved her.
“So Stu lost out.” Roger mused, “I wonder if he’ll ever know how close he came.”
Jen bit her lip as she worked up the courage to say what had been working on her mind. This time she failed.

Stu looked at Jen oddly the following week. He too could see a change in her, and found it strangely exciting. The vulnerable little girl needing protection seemed more like the hot young vixen needing hot cock.
“What world problems should we solve tonight? In the field of scientific sex, sociological sex, psycho sex, animal sex, political sex, name it.”
“I like scientific sex. Science is based on observation, and sex is fun to watch and to do.”
“Interesting insight”, Stu drawled, “Is there an area of study you had in mind?”
“Do you think,” Jen leaned toward Stu and touched his arm, “that if Roger put his cock in Shirl’s cunt it would feel different to him? And would his cock feel different to her? This is science, so get that grin off your face. These are serious questions that need answers. You might fondle my breast while you think about them. Would your tongue on my clit give me a different tickle than Roger’s does? After Shirley, would your Cock even get hard for me, or are you too spoiled? Have you ever wondered if my cunt is shaved? What would be the best way to find out? By sight or feel? Are you tactile or visual? I see I have an answer about your cock getting up. I really think a guy with an erection tickling my nipples should kiss me.”

Stu, after a moment of bemusement, silenced her with a kiss. “I think,’ he said hoarsely,” that it might be hard, once we get started, to do any comparisons. Can we just take notes? You know, it crossed my mind it might be fun to shave you. I never thought you might already be smooth. So am I. Do you think we might stick together?” He glanced at Shirl who was sucking Roger’s boner. “Its nice to see the children getting along, isn’t it? May I taste your clit?”

After much research, it seemed that the questions posed would need much more probing, but there was no hurry for that. In her sleepy languor, Jen was happy in the knowledge that she was a big girl now. She had ideas about getting Chad over with a young cheerleader to give Roger a special treat. It seemed like a tall order, but she felt she could do anything now. Chad had been back, and it was he who asked about an evening assignation if he brought a girl for Roger. She would be young, almost jailbait, but no girl who Chad knew was a virgin. At the thought, her cunt twitched, and Stu’s semi hard cock jerked in response. She was on top, and the cum that had found its way out was threatening to indeed stick them together. Roger was again fucking Shirl, this time doggie, and she watched as his cock slid glistening out, paused for a moment with her lips clinging to it, then seeming to be pulled back in by her labia. The young cheerleader was in for a treat too.

Stu and Shirl slept over. It seemed pointless to get dressed and drive four blocks. As sleep closed in, Jen told Stu about Chad and her. “Tell me, Stuart”, she mumbled into his neck, “Do you feel as if you have missed out?”

“The world is full of men who are missing out. I ‘spect you’ll cut down the number by quite a few, and that’s just this year.”