Lustful Affairs (Erotica)

Abby tugged her shirt out from her skirt waistband, and slowly unbuttoned it. She slipped the cotton blouse off her shoulders and onto the sawdust-covered floor. The young mom stood before the men in her bra, her sash still in place.

“You know, Greg? I don’t think Girl Scouts wear that kind of bra, either,” said Marc, grinning broadly.

“Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!” Abby squealed to herself. “And how much is the bra worth?” the young mom asked, clearing her throat. “I’d say at least six boxes each.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

After the workers nodded yes, the young blonde reached behind herself and unhooked her bra. Heart pounding, she slipped the satiny straps down, and held the cups in place over her full breasts. Abby could feel her erect nipples through the silky bra.

“Let’s see your cookies, little girl,” said Marc softly.

“Just a peek, then you have to buy my cookies, OK?” Abby said breathlessly. She didn’t want the young men to see how excited she was. How wet she was.

After the men nodded, Abby lowered the bra and tossed it onto her blouse. Her large tits bounced softly against each other. Abby’s sash rose and fell with her heavy breathing. Her pink nipples grew thick and long under the two men’s gaze.

“Shake ’em for us,” Greg breathed. “Then we’ll buy.”

Abby surprised herself. She was more than happy to shimmy, joggling her breasts for the smiling strangers. Her pussy was impossibly slippery under her little skirt. The blonde reluctantly stopped herself and covered her tits with her hands.

“How many cookies to raise my skirt?” Abby breathed, her fingers grasping her hem and lifting it up.

The two men looked at each other sheepishly. Greg said, “Well, we don’t get paid until 5, so we’re kinda low on cash right now. Can we owe you?”

“No, no, no, time to pony up,” said Abby, quickly lowering her skirt. “Let’s see, that’s eight boxes apiece, so $28 each.” Abby bent over, grabbed her blouse and put it on, buttoning with trembling fingers. She wadded her bra in her hand.

Smiling, Abby handed the two workers their Do-Si-Dos and Samoas, collecting the payment.

“Don’t forget us, little girl,” teased Marc, his white teeth flashing. “Come back after 5 and we’ll buy all the cookies you have to sell. Just be prepared to show us that can-do Girl Scout spirit.”

“We’ll be hungry,” Greg added, licking his lips.

“Hmmmm, we’ll see …,” thought Abby.

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Abby walked to her van, got in and sat down. She tossed her bra in the back seat, and took a deep breath. The young mom hadn’t been this aroused in years. Her clit was literally throbbing, and her panties were soaked. Abby was tempted to slide her hand over her pulsing clit and finger herself to orgasm right then and there. She shook herself. “I have to sell these cookies!” she reminded herself.

Smoothing her blouse over her bra-free tits, Abby got out of the van and walked to the next house. Knocking on the door, the blonde smiled and prepared her sales pitch. The door opened.

“Mrs. C? Is that you?”

Startled, Abby focused on the hesitant young man in front of her. Stepping from the doorway into the light, a tall teenager smiled at her. “Is that really you? It’s not Halloween, is it?”

“Jesus, it’s Jeremy! From the grocery store!” Abby thought, dazed. The tanned high-school boy bagged her groceries at the local supermarket.

“It’s great to see you, Mrs. C! You look, you look … so pretty …” Jeremy’s eyes had dropped down to Abby’s chest. The Girl Scout sash covered one breast, but the other pressed firmly against the white cloth, revealing not only the obscenely erect nipple, but the darkened areola surrounding it. Jeremy’s gaze quickly lifted, as the teenager looked Abby in the eyes. When the blonde gazed back at him, parting her lips, Jeremy’s cock swelled in his jeans.

“Would you like to buy some, ah, cookies, Jeremy?” whispered Abby, glancing down at Jeremy’s bare chest, then down to the bulge in his jeans. “I have 83 boxes to sell. Do you have 290 dollars? And fifty cents?”

After a beat, Jeremy gulped. “I have that much. I’ve been saving for a CD player for my car to take to college next year. But instead, ah, I might like some cookies.” His prick rippled. “I have a sweet tooth.” He grinned at Abby, as if they shared a private joke. His eyes were very blue.

“Are you here by yourself?” breathed Abby.

“Yes, ma’am,” whispered Jeremy. “Please come in.”

Dreamily, Abby walked in the house. Jeremy closed the door and followed her, watching her short skirt swaying. In the middle of the living room, Abby turned around.

“Is there somewhere we can go so I can sell you my cookies?” Abby said quietly. “This is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong,” screamed the responsible voice inside her. “Fuck him silly,” said the bad girl voice, apparently the stronger of the two.

“Sure, my room is right through here,” said Jeremy in a husky voice.

They walked down the hall to a messy, masculine room. A big blue quilt covered the bed, which was scattered with Playboy and Penthouse magazines. After shutting the door, Jeremy quickly picked up the magazines, and stammered, “Oh! So sorry. Let me just pick these up.”

“Do you like looking at those naked girls, Jeremy?” asked Abby. She sat down on the edge of the cleared bed. “Would you like to see ME naked?” She put her hands on her breasts, squeezing her nipples through the thin cloth. Abby rolled the fat buds between her fingers, pulling on them.

Jeremy silently nodded, his eyes locked on her breasts. He stood in the middle of his room, looking down at Abby.

The blonde scooted to the middle of the bed and kicked off her Keds. She left on her knee socks. Smiling at the tall teenager, she unbuttoned her blouse for the second time in an hour. Abby pulled off the shirt, throwing it playfully at Jeremy. She kept her sash on. Abby’s hands cupped her heavy breasts; her fingers again pulled on her long pink nipples.

“So Jeremy, do you like my tits? Do you like watching me pull on my nipples? See how they look like fat pencil erasers?” Squeezing her nipples tight, Abby held them up for the teenager. “Would you like to give them a good suck for me?”

Breathing hard, Jeremy slid next to Abby and tentatively licked her right nipple. When the blonde moaned, he slipped the hard tip into his mouth and began to suck. Abby gripped the back of Jeremy’s head.

“Suck harder, Jeremy! Milk me!” Abby panted.

Jeremy obeyed, increasing the suction, Abby’s nipple deep in his mouth. His jaw worked. When he switched to the other nipple — nudging the sash out of the way — the sucked nipple was a shade darker, much longer, and tingling. Jeremy’s hands kneaded the creamy skin of Abby’s breast as he suckled.

“Nice, so nice,” breathed Abby when he lifted his head. “You have such a talented mouth. Would you like to lift my skirt and see my panties?”

“Oh yes,” whispered Jeremy. He grasped the bottom hem of Abby’s pleated skirt, and slowly inched it higher, exposing Abby’s small white panties.

“Take off my panties, Jeremy,” Abby ordered softly.

“Yes ma’am.” The teenager gently hooked each side and began to pull her panties down. As he did he revealed Abby’s furred mound. Jeremy quickly pulled the panties off, noticing how damp they were.

“Mmmmm, see my pussy?” purred Abby. “Did you know I was a real blonde, Jeremy? Would you like to see how wet I am?”

In response, Jeremy rubbed his young face on her mound. Abby spread her legs wide for him, and he settled between them. He held her puffy lips open with his thumbs, and thrust his thick tongue deep into her slit. The high-school boy nuzzling her clit with his nose as he fucked her cunt with his tongue, lapping her juices.

“Ooohhhh, Jeremy! Your tongue! Aahhh!” Abby mewled, wiggling against him.

Jeremy moved his wet face up and wrapped his lips around Abby’s aching clit. Slurping, he sucked the bud, hard, harder. Abby humped back in time with his sucks, clenching her ass cheeks rhythmically. Just as she was about to shudder and come, Abby pulled Jeremy up to her face, kissing his sloppy mouth.

“I taste so sweet, don’t I,” Abby panted, licking the inside of his mouth. “Now give me that big teenaged cock.”

Abby kissed her way down Jeremy’s hard body, pulling down his jeans to reveal his tented boxers.

“Oh my, look what I found,” teased Abby, tugging the boxer shorts down and off as Jeremy lifted his ass. His completely hard cock stood straight out, twitching upward. “Oh, it’s a nice …” Abby kissed the hairy base, “… hard …,” Abby licked the puckered hole at the tip, ” … thick …,” Abby nibbled up the quivering shaft, “high-school prick.” Abby lowered her experienced lips over Jeremy’s taut head, and opened her throat, swallowing him whole. Jeremy grunted as Abby began bobbing her head up and down, working her mouth over the length of his shaft.

As the teenager began panting, humping her mouth, Abby looked up at him with shining eyes. “It’s time to fuck me now.”

Jeremy held himself above Abby, pressing his prick against her gaping slit. Abby spread her legs even wider, and grabbed Jeremy by his lean ass. She humped forward with her pussy and thrust him toward her at the same time, impaling her sex around his cock. His large balls lay against her small ass for a moment, then he started to fuck her.

“Ahhh, yes, good boy,” whispered Abby, grinding against Jeremy’s thrusting. “Hump me good. Make me sore. Fill me up.”

Jeremy began fucking with more intensity, slipping his dick in and out of Abby’s wet tight hole faster and faster. He pinched her nipples, then reached down and pinched her clit. That did it; Abby went over the top when Jeremy firmly squeezed her red hard tip. Jeremy continued to pinch and twist through her shuddering climax. As Abby reached her peak, he thrust once and held it, as his prick reached deep inside her cunt, releasing his cum.

Panting and sweating, the two lay in a heap on Jeremy’s bed. Abby began giggling, and kissed the young man on the cheek.

“You are so sweet! What a lover you are,” said Abby. “Any girl would be lucky to get you.”

“Oh Mrs. C.! That was so, so AWESOME,” gushed the young man, his smooth cheek pressed against her Girl Scout sash.

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The next morning, Abby drove her minivan to Mrs. Moffatt’s house, whistling happily. In her purse was a fat envelope with $350 stuffed into it. Abby smiled. “‘Awesome Achiever’, indeed!” the young mom giggled, as she pulled into the driveway.