After a diffult day working, teaching, I can open a door.

Sometimes it's her apartment door. Sometimes it's my own door.

Wendy is waiting for me. Her legs spread wide to accomodate my throbbing cock. She holds her ass cheeks open and I plow the tight field of her anus like a train throttling down a tight dark tunnel. She will scream like the engine blowing its whistle.

I can cum in her mouth, fucking her throat like a pussy. Her red lips closing around me tightly, sucking every drop out of my straining cock. I will smell her musky scent, raspberries and my cream in her hair as I facefuck her.

CoolWhip fills her cunt as I eat her out amidst her moans and pleas not to stop.

Why should I miss Judy, Heather or the rest? Judy dumped Brad and two or three since then. Ronald is still banging Heather. He must have gotten some supplements for his breadstick or she's given up the enjoyment of a thick cock between her legs and asscheeks? I lost track of Anita long ago. She just disappeared. Sue was a great screw, but the sneaking around was a turn-off after the first time. I saw the girl from the movie theatre once, but she seemed not to recognize me. I guess that night we just both needed to get fucked.

It is immoral, but illegal to bang Wendy's brains out. I don't care. She wants it and I enjoy giving it to her in a large variety of ways. Let me give you a few examples.

One day last week I was in a terrible mood. Dumbass students. I had to explain the simplest things again and again, and the information is in the fricking syllabus! So I was not in a great mood. I had however promised to stop by and see Wendy after my final class. She could tell when she opened the door that I was in a bad state of mind.

She immediately expressed her concern. "What can I do?" she asked me.

"Lift you skirt up, drop your panties and bend over the kitchen table."

She did all that, I lubed her with the canola oil and proceeded to pound that little red puckering anus for 10 minutes. She kept crying "Deeper!" and begging me to slow down. She just had 10 minutes more before she had to go to work when I filled her ass with my tapioca. It oozed out her hole and dripped as she trotted to the bathroom to wipe off.

"Feel better?" she asked. I nodded. "I feel better too-be here when I get home, okay?"

I was and I got to fuck her other holes 2-3 times each until it was morning again.

Last Friday evening I drove back to my house. A three-bedroom two-bath ranch by the way. It's quiet out there now. I stopped and got some carryout from the fastfood place between work and home. I was going to spend a quiet evening grading papers, watching TV, then going to bed at a decent hour. I didn't get any grading done, but I did go to bed. Again and again, if you follow?

There was Wendy. She had her hair in pigtails, she wore a school uniform, from where I don't know. We have just public schools around here. She had the white knee socks and saddle shoes too. She was chewing gum and talking about how the kids were asleep and that she needed to get home to do her homework. I caught on fast. Babysitter, schoolgirl. Okay, I'd seen enough on the internet to know my role.

"Gosh Wendy, you're growing up so fast and so pretty."

She blew a bubble, let it pop. My cock was blowing a bubble too about then. "Gee thanks, Sir. Everyone else treats me like a toddler."

After some conversation along these lines I manage to brush up against her. She tells me she's always been attracted to me. I ask her if she wants to do anything about it, and she says she shouldn't. I tell her it's okay-pretty soon she's touching my cock and my fingers are up inside that school uniform. I think the girl should be a Theatre Major instead of Business Management, because she can really get into the role-playing.

"Sir, I've never done this before," she said, and acted hesitant when I placed the tip of my love broker on her tongue. The same sort of scene when I stuck my cock in her cunt-and then her ass. It was very stimulating. She knows the perfect things to say to get me harder than I could have imagined and then keep me pumping her full of hot, sticky cum. That night she just absolutely refused to get into the king-size bed in my room with me. She wanted to be screwed on the couch, the kitchen counter, the floor, and finally on one of the bunk beds in the kids' old room.

Monday was classic. My balls are still tingling.

I finished my classes early and stopped by her place about 2:30 p.m. It was a bright sunny late summer day. She came to the door in her bikini. That swimsuit did a great job of separating the meat from the milk, so to speak. She had been on her deck overlooking the parking lot. Her freckled tits glistened with sweat. Her briefs just covered her love zone. I could see a few of those rust-colored pussy hairs sticking out. My cock came to immediate attention. It's there now, just remembering.

"I'm hot," she purred as she let me in the apartment.

"No shit," I said, reaching for her.

We kissed for a long time. Our tongues probing one another's mouths. I felt her sweat soaking into my shirt and pants. Her hand found my cock and rubbed him in slow circles, squeezing softly. "Oh," she whispered, "you're hard."

"Yeah," I said. "I am very hard."

"I'm wet, baby. My cunt is soaking wet. Would you like to stick that big juicy cock into my tight, wet fuckhole?" She unzipped my pants and two fingers snaked in and stroked me base to tip. I didn't say a word, I just moaned as her long slender fingers stroked me.

"Fuck me slowly, taking your time" she said, sticking her tongue in my ear. "bending me over a chair and ramming yourself into my ass and pussy."

I felt my pants being taken down.

"Building up until you can't hold it anymore and then blasting my mouth with cum. Would you like that?"

My hands were in her bikini bottoms, one on her ass and the other probing through the red sentries to her cunt. She had her answer.

She took me by the cock-and believe me you follow when a gorgeous little redhead has you by the penis-and led me out to the deck. Into the sunlight. Public view, if someone knew where to look and that you were fucking.

"Fuck me baby" she moaned.

She dropped to her knees and inhaled my cock. I love that sight. Those brown eyes looking up as she slowly licked every nook and cranny. She paused from my cock long enough to give my balls a very thorough tongue bath, and then took each in her mouth and gummed them. I could feel them swelling with her reward-and mine. She blew me for a moment more and then jumped up and ran to the kitchen. "Keep him hard for me Baby" she said as she went inside.

She came back a moment later with the CoolWhip and canola oil. She coated my cock with the CoolWhip and then hit her knees and commenced licking it off. Slowly. She made slurping sounds as her face descended on me again and again.

I stopped her before I came. I wanted to make this last after all. I laid her on the chaise lounge chair and, taking a handful of CoolWhip and inserting it, ate Wendy's sweet red pussy. "Oh, shit-ram that tongue in further-further-oh, I am so wet and so fucking horny!" she screamed. People across the parking lot in another apartment complex 100 yards away were starting to watch and hear her cries of ecstasy as I ate that pussy out and fingered the puckered anus around back. We didn't care. Maybe someone over there would get a piece of ass that night?

"Are you still hard for me Baby," she cooed. "Go in, I want to cum with your prick in me."

I filled her cunt with throbbing cock.

"Oh, bang me! Bang me harder! Now!" she screamed, loud enough for everyone to hear.

I complied with her requests.

She shook as her orgasm seized her. She couldn't speak at all for a moment, just groan.

I wasted no time in turning her over, leaning her against the railing, applying some canoloa oil and butt-fucking her. It was so tight. Her orgasm was still gripping her, so I had to wiggle my throbber into her slowly. Then the orgasm passed and I felt my cock slip into her entirely. Our flesh was joined we were that close. Her hips enclosed by mine. My dipstick checking the fluids at the bottom of her pleasure well.

"My God, it's so big," she gasped. "It's growing inside my asshole."

"All the better to fuck your brains out baby" I replied.

"Do it. Fuck my brains out! Plumb my butthole. Oh grab my hair!"

I pulled her hair as I thrust into her again and again. She moaned. With my free hand I reached around and squeezed her nipples. They were large and rock hard with her excitement.

We put on that portion of the show for five minutes. Me groaning and her screaming "Yes" and "Oooh, it's tight."

She shuddered again with an orgasm. Her anus which fit my cock like a glove, gripped me, trying to wring the cum out. Not yet, damn it.

"Your turn Sir," she said, licking the juices off my cock as she took me in her mouth. Her tongue making passionate love to the tip of my penis. My balls rested against her chin and somehow she grasped them with her lips and began kissing them. Little smudges of lip balm appeared on my ballsack.

"Mmmm," she moaned. I laid her on her back on the chaise lounge and stood over her as she sucked me off.

Then my whole body shuddered with the massive load of cock sauce I was about to release into her throat.

"Hold on Baby, here it comes!" I shouted. Loud enough for the audience across the street to hear.

"Mmmm, ahhh" Wendy moaned.

It seemed like a gallon of white creamy pudding exploded from me and then came rushing out of Wendy's lips. She swallowed fast, as if this were the last cum she'd ever taste and she had to get it all without missing a drop.

Of course she knows that I like cumming in her mouth better than anything else, so it wasn't going to be the last blast she'll ever take.

"Oh it tastes so good," she said loud enough for the spectators to hear.

We lay on the chaise lounge for 15 minutes sucking on one another's necks, breasts and cock. The next morning I awoke when I felt Wendy's mouth running up and down my cock. That was all she wanted, to taste my cum first thing in the morning. It felt like paradise. The very best way to wake up.

We went car shopping last evening. It was after hours, so we weren't bothered by salespeople. Good thing. I'm walking around looking at the price stickers for fuel economy and options. Wendy calls me over. "Come look at this" she says. As soon as I walk over in-between vehicles she begins to grope my cock.

"You check out the car stickers and I'm gonna check out your pussy sticker" she laughs, and drops to her knees. She unzips me, whips the cock out and starts deep-throating me right there. She takes my throbber out long enough to say "Oh baby" every once in awhile and encourage me to fuck her tonsils. I'm standing there, 6:30 p.m. watching the traffic drive by. They think I'm checking out vehicles, but it's hard not to check out the back of that redhead, with a yellow bandana tied around it, bobbing deeper and deeper on my cock. It was difficult to keep a straight face and look like I was car-shopping as she was licking my balls slowly and slipping them in and out of her mouth. Her tongue making slow circles up and down my shaft. I wanted to thrust my hips into her face, but I had to restrain myself. From the street it would have looked like I was fucking a car door.

After what seemed to be the best 10 minutes of my life, I came so hard that it practically knocked me off my feet! Cum was spraying everywhere, but mainly it had to hit Wendy's tongue and mouth first. She couldn't swallow it all, so it sprayed all over the cars we were standing near. We didn't bother to clean it up. Her jeans were soaked, so we sort of got to the old truck and "got the hell outta Dodge" if you know what I mean. You like pussy, so you DO know what I mean.

Today after work we are going to trade the truck in. Not one of the cars we coated. We're getting a van of some sort. Wendy says that will work better for when we want to just pull off somewhere and fuck. We won't have to worry about rooms or spectators if we don't want to. And she says that any time I want some ass, I can have some ass!

It's not that she's my sex slave or anything so one-sided. She made herself abundantly clear that she doesn't want me screwing anyone else. She referred to those she supposes I have seduced over the summer as skanks and whores. I might differ on definitions slightly. A few of those women needed fucking, craved it, were addicted. A few just thought they did and I took advantage of that to coat, fill and spray them with manseed-active fertiziler removed. Still felt great to fire a load into a tight butthole or clamped lips.

The truth is, I had not any come-ons since Heather tried to rape me in the janitor closet at the school. I took her little letter opener away and threw it in the trash, turned her over banged the shit out of her round ass and then sprayed cum all over her face and clothes. If I hadn't distracted the janitor he would have found the little cum-stained slut sitting on that pile of rags in his closet. That effectively was the end of the "Teacher is hot, maybe we can fuck him" trend. I just didn't ever set up another tryst with Sue. Let some other fortunate guy screw Jimmy's hot wife.

Well, it was tempting, but I told Wendy I would break things off.

So, what I had gained from May to early August, after all the fucking and sucking was a young redhair nymphomaniac. I lost my wife along the way, but I've got a woman who loves my cock and where I put it. Anytime and anywhere we can.

Damn freckles are sexy with cum dripping all over them.