Mrs. Freemark

by PJ

One

Jane Freemark left her bedroom and walked down the hall to use the bathroom. As she passed her teenage daughter's bedroom, Jane could hear her daughter's ragged cries, along with male grunting and the loud creaking of a mattress. Jane's face flushed as she lingered by Cassie's door, listening to Cassie's new boyfriend fuck the horny blonde girl.

Jane tried to ignore her daughter's orgasmic sobs as she continued down the hall to the bathroom. Jane closed the door, then sat on the toilet, peeling down her panties to empty her bladder.

Jane had just finished urinating when the bathroom door opened and Cassie's boyfriend, a shaved headed teenager named Randy, strutted naked into the bathroom to piss.

"Hey, Mrs. Freemark," grinned Randy, his athletic frame gleaming under a sheen of sex sweat. Jane could smell the musky stink of sex on the boy, her cheeks flamed, and the blonde woman felt her mouth suddenly go dry.

Jane tried not to look at Randy's hanging cock as the nude boy stepped up to the occupied toilet.

"You're really pretty, Mrs. Freemark. Can I call you Jane?"

"I..I don't think that would be appropriate, Randy," blushed Cassie's mom, as she wiped her damp pussy with a piece of toilet paper.

"Would you turn around, please?" asked Jane, when she noticed Randy looking at her bare crotch.

"You've got a nice cunt, Jane, just like your daughter," leered the naked boy.

Jane was horrified to see Randy's dangling dick grow stiffer, at the same time, Jane marveled at how large the boy's prick was, it was thick, the veins pulsed as the long cock grew harder.

Randy smiled when he saw Mrs. Freemark's blue eyes drawn to his rising rod.

"Do you want to suck my dick, Jane?"

"Huh? What? Of course not!" denied Jane.

Randy cradled his cock and waved it under Mrs. Freemark's nose.

"Don't you like the smell? It was just inside Cassie's tight pussy."

Jane's blonde lashes fluttered as she inhaled the strong stink of cum from Randy's throbbing member. Jane licked her glossy lips, she felt her swelling nipples tingle, and her damp pussy twitched with growing desire.

Randy grinned when he saw Mrs. Freemark's stiff nipples through her t shirt. The boy looked between Jane's splayed thighs, he watched the woman's engorged clitoris quiver.

Randy rubbed his fat knob across Jane's pursed lips. Jane tentatively stuck out her tongue to taste the boy's pounding penis, she moaned with lust, then took Randy's cock inside her mouth, softly sucking on the boy's thick dick.

"Mmm, that feels good, Mrs. Freemark," sighed Randy, closing his eyes while his girlfriend's mother sucked deeply on his rock hard erection.

Jane reached between her legs to caress her wet twat as she sucked off the naked boy standing in front of her. Jane worked her ravenous lips back and forth along Randy's warm member, strings of saliva quickly coated the boy's stiff shaft.

Randy rested both of his hands on top of Jane's honey blonde head as the woman slurped deeper on the boy's saliva soaked cock. Jane swallowed the teenage boy's prick to his testicles, then she lapped the moaning boy's scrotum with her tongue.

"You give better head than Cassie!" gasped Randy, as he fucked Jane's sloppily sucking mouth, pounding his dick down the squatting blonde's gulping throat.

Jane gobbled Randy's slippery prick until his knob tickled the bottom of her esophogus. The bucking boy pulled up Jane's shirt to fondle the woman's blushing breasts, Randy pinched Jane's stiff nipples as he sheathed his shaft deep down Mrs. Freemark's tight throat.

Jane held her blue eyes shut when Randy finally ejaculated between her drool drenched lips. The toilet perched woman swallowed all of Randy's gushing fuck, she eagerly drank the climaxing boy's salty, stringy spoo.

"That was fucking awesome, Mrs. Freemark!" panted Randy, as he slowly withdrew his limp dick out of Jane's cum covered mouth.

Jane's face flamed, but she savored the taste of Randy's lingering semen frosting her pouty lips.

Randy gave Jane's bare tits a final squeeze, then he stepped away from the panting woman.

"I really need to piss, Jane."

Jane stood up from the toilet, flushed it, pulled up her panties, then walked out of the bathroom without another word to Cassie's nude boyfriend.

Jane was at work, sitting in her cubicle, when her cell phone chimed. Jane flipped open her phone, and found a picture of a cock staring back at her. A text message appeared over the familiar male member,

I want to see you again. Come to my apartment right away.

Jane put the following address to memory, it was in the poor downtown area, very dangerous for a beautiful woman like Jane. Jane knew it was wrong to even think of visiting Cassie's boyfriend, but recalling the boy's hot cock between her greedy lips, Jane couldn't resist.

Jane locked up her car and hurried down the garbage littered sidewalk to the rundown tenement where Randy stayed. A few young men lounging by the stairs leered at Jane as she climbed up to the tenement door, Jane quickly slipped inside, and climbed the stairs to Randy's flat.

Jane knocked on the stained apartment door. She fidgeted, clutching her purse to her body, while she waited for the boy to answer.

The door opened, and Randy smiled at his girlfriend's nervous mother.

"Come in, Jane."

Jane stepped through the doorway, and Randy closed the door behind her. Jane gasped when Randy groped her ass from behind.

"You've got a tight butt for an older woman, Mrs. Freemark," remarked Randy, before he led Jane into the messy living room, littered with dirty laundry and fast food wrappers.

Jane found the overpowering male stink arousing, she set down her purse on the crowded coffee table, then she started to sit on the faded couch, but Randy stopped her.

"I got you something special, Mrs. Freemark. I want you to put it on in my room."

"What is it?" frowned Jane.

"You'll see," smirked the bald headed boy.

Jane followed Randy's directions to the boy's bedroom. Piles of stinking clothes were everywhere, the bed was a bare mattress with a few stained sheets over it, and at the foot of the bed was a bundle of studded leather straps, with a pair of black boots set under them.

Jane fingered the fetish gear, she had never worn anything like it, the thought of wearing such wanton attire repulsed and excited Jane.

Jane glanced at the open bedroom door, then she started to strip out of her work clothes, until she stood naked at the foot of Randy's bed. Jane fumbled into the leather strap harness, working the tight straps over her bare breasts, until her stiff nipples were framed by the twin rings set in the leather fetish costume.

Once the studded harness was strapped securely upon her body, Jane put on the matching collar, then hooked one of the dangling harness straps to the o ring fastened to the collar just beneath her chin. Jane took the second hanging strap and slipped it between her pale thighs, she bit her lip when the slender leather strap flossed her pouty labia lips, she pulled the strap through her asscrack, until she found a second ring in the back of the harness to hook the long crotch strap to.

Jane pulled on the long leather gloves next. Once they were fastened snugly to her ivory arms, Jane perched on the edge of the cum stained bed to tug on the black leather boots. When the boots encased her lean legs up to her creamy white thighs, Jane laced the black boots tight, she felt horny as hell wearing all the slutty studded leather, she was impatient to rejoin Randy and see what he wanted her to do next dressed as a fetish whore.

Jane swayed on her high heels as she came back into the living room where Randy lounged on the crumbling couch. Randy grinned from ear to ear to see Cassie's mom wearing the black leather slut slave gear.

"You look hot, Mrs. Freemark!" admired Randy, before he raised his camera phone and started taking pictures of Jane standing by the window.

"What are you doing?" blushed Jane, averting her leather bound breasts from the leering boy and his flashing camera phone.

"I'm gonna put these pics up on my blog," snickered Randy. "Turn around so I can get some sexy ass shots."

Even as Jane's cheeks flamed, she compliantly turned so Randy could snap pics of her well rounded alabaster ass flossed by the leather strap of her slut suit. After a dozen shots of her blushing backside, Jane faced Randy so he could capture pics of her strap wrapped tits, her nipples poking through the matching tit rings of the fetish costume.

Randy smirked when he took a picture of Mrs. Freemark's wet pussy. Jane's leather flossed cunt was glistening, her labia lips swollen and hot pink.

"You're really feeling horny wearing that, aren't you, Mrs. Freemark?"

"Yes, Randy," admitted Jane, dropping her beautiful blue eyes.

Randy set aside the camera phone. "Walk over here."

Jane stumbled in her thigh high boots over to the lopsided couch.

"Kneel down."

Jane blushed as she folded to her knees between Randy's open legs.

"Suck my dick, bitch."

Jane reached for the teenage boy's fly. After gently tugging down the zipper, Jane shyly reached into Randy's jeans to pull out his cock, the boy's prick was warm in Jane's right hand as she coaxed the growing male member out.

As soon as Randy's dick was free, Jane closed her eyes and started to lick it. Jane sighed as she lathered Randy's rising cock with her wet tongue, she licked every inch of the moaning boy's prick, then she nuzzled Randy's smelly scrotum, sucking on each of the boy's salty, sweaty balls.

"You're a dirty slut, Mrs. Freemark," groaned Randy, as he reached under Jane to tug on the kneeling woman's rigid nipples.

Jane moaned around her mouthful of hot cock as she felt Randy pinch her throbbing nipples. The leather clad mother sucked deeper on Randy's dripping cock, gulping the boy's slippery shaft down her ravenous esophogus.

Randy gasped when he shot his wad between Jane's gaping wide lips. Jane greedily swallowed all of the ejaculating boy's spunk, she squeezed Randy's hairy balls, milking the teen boy's testicles as she slurped Randy's discharging dick dry.

"Fuck me, Randy!" begged Mrs. Freemark, as she gazed up at the boy from the floor with lust glazed eyes.

Randy stood up, then pulled Jane to her feet. The boy led the fetish clad woman to the wide window of his apartment, there was a view of the street below, pedestrians strolled the sidewalks while cars cruised past the rundown tenement.

"Randy! People might see me!" protested Jane, as she stood facing the window wearing nothing but a few straps of studded black leather and a collar.

"Exciting, isn't it, Mrs. Freemark?" smirked Randy, before he shoved Jane up against the dirty window and unfastened the strap flossing the blonde woman's gorgeous alabaster ass.

Jane gasped when Randy fingered her pouting asshole.

"No, Randy! Not there!"

"Are you my slut slave or not?" demanded the boy, slapping Jane's luscious right buttock.

Randy's palm stung Jane's rump. Jane quivered, then hiked up her ivory ass.

"I'm your slut slave."

"Good," grinned Randy, before he resumed working his right index finger deep into Jane's tight anus.

After Jane relaxed her virgin sphincter, Randy brought his knob to the woman's gaping asshole. Randy fondled Jane's blushing backside, then he poked Mrs. Freemark's bung with his cock, Jane whimpered as she felt the boy's thick dick slide inside her shivering ass.

"You're so tight!" sighed Randy, as he plunged more of his penis into Jane's rectum.

Jane clutched the frame of the living room window. Mrs. Freemark's tits pressed up against the smudged glass, her breast flesh squeaked across the smooth surface as Randy started to fuck her butt, pumping his prick in and out of Jane's squishy sphincter.

Jane panted as she rocked between Randy and the living room window. Jane set her lean legs wide apart as Randy humped her bucking backside, fucking her sore, swollen asshole. Randy reached between Jane's splayed thighs to finger Mrs. Freemark's sopping wet snatch as he butt fucked Cassie's mom, drool spilled out of Jane's sobbing mouth, she rocked on her high heels, laying her blonde head back as the teen boy behind her pounded her bouncing bottom.

Randy pistoned his prick faster through Jane's slurping sphincter, until he gave Mrs. Freemark's raw rectum one final thrust and blasted the panting blonde woman's ass.

Jane's knees wobbled as the boy behind her shot his balls into her colon. Cum oozed out of Jane's throbbing, cock stuffed bung, long strings of semen spilled free after Randy tugged out his spent shaft from Mrs. Freemark's fucked raw asshole.

Jane was too exhausted to protest when Randy took pictures of her sweaty, spunk splattered ass. Jane's hot breath misted the dirty glass in front of her, sweat from her beading breasts smeared the window more.

"Turn around and kneel, slave."

Jane stiffly turned around and dropped to her knees on the apartment floor. When Randy held up his filthy, cum covered cock, Jane opened her drool drenched mouth without protest, she immediately began to suck the boy's dirty dick clean while Randy took more pictures of Mrs. Freemark giving him head.

"You're a real whore, Mrs. Freemark," smiled Randy, as Jane sucked his limp prick down her throat, while rolling her own swollen nipples between her tapered fingers.

*****

Two

Jane was typing a report at her desk, dressed in her usual conservative blouse, jacket, and satin skirt. Mrs. Freemark was wearing a new piece of work attire today, she wore the black, high heeled leather boots of her fetish slut suit, a visible contrast to her more demure office wear.

Jane had caught the strange looks of her coworkers when she had strolled into the office wearing the glossy, thigh high black boots. Jane had swayed on her stiletto heels, her shapely hips swinging in a very provocative manner.

Now, as Jane sat at her desk typing, a delivery man appeared at the entrance to her cubicle.

"Package for Mrs. Jane Freemark!"

"For me?" asked Jane, turning her desk chair to face the delivery boy.

The delivery boy stared at Jane's sexy black boots, then his eyes followed Jane's long legs to her skirt, which was riding up high on Jane's creamy white thighs. Jane blushed under the boy's leering gaze, she quickly smoothed down her satin skirt, she had made a second change to her usual work attire, she wasn't wearing panties under her sheer skirt.

The flush faced delivery boy handed Jane the small box with trembling fingers. Jane signed for the delivery, then regarded her package while the wide eyed delivery boy stole one last longing look at the sultry office worker.

Jane bit her lip as she unwrapped the package, she had a strong suspicion she knew who had sent the box to her office.

Mrs. Freemark removed the last strip of packing tape and opened the top of the small box. Jane reached inside, her face flamed when her fingers brushed across a slender, smooth cylinder.

Jane carefully took out the vibrator, a glossy pink rod with a power knob at its base. There was a note inside the open box, Jane recognized Randy's handwriting.

I want you to turn your new toy on now. Slip it under your skirt and rub your pussy with it until you cum.

Perspiration beaded Jane's blushing brow. The blonde woman quickly looked around to make sure none of her coworkers walked by and caught her holding the sex toy.

Jane turned her chair around so she faced her computer again. She regarded the vibrator in her right hand, she licked her pouty lips, then slowly, tentatively, she lowered the vibrator under her desk, and slipped it between her ivory legs.

Jane was almost panting when she turned the vibrator on. She gritted her teeth when the sex toy started to softly buzz, but the hum of the plastic rod was covered by the voices of chatting office workers and printing photocopiers.

Mrs. Freemark gingerly touched her naked cunt with the shivering tip of the vibrator. An electric thrill shot through Jane's crotch, she whimpered, then gradually began to stroke her quivering twat with the humming plastic instrument.

Jane leaned back in her chair as she caressed her throbbing pussy with the smooth, shivering shaft. Jane spread her lean legs apart, working the buzzing rod up and down her puckered, pink vulva. Jane started to pant, her breasts swelling underneath her blouse, her nipples engorged, poking through the fabric of her office top.

Mrs. Freemark's juices started to flow. The vibrator became slick with Jane's dripping cum, while the moaning blonde rubbed the quivering rod harder against her puffy, pounding pussy.

Jane began to rock in her office chair. She reached with her left hand into her jacket, she unbuttoned the collar of her blouse and stuck her hand inside her shirt, she cupped her aching left breast, and squeezed her firm mammary while she stroked her clenching cunt into a hot, sticky lather.

Mrs. Freemark's blonde lashes fluttered when she poked her soaking wet fuckhole with the tip of the shivering sex toy. Jane laid her honey blonde head back as she slipped the vibrating tool inside her squishy sex, shoving the rigid rod deep into her hungry cunt.

"Oh..fuck..yes!" sobbed Jane, bucking wildly in her rocking desk chair as she masturbated with the buzzing pink cylinder, plunging the vibrator completely inside her slurping snatch.

Mrs. Freemark kept the vibrator sheathed inside her vagina until her filthy cunt contracted and Jane soaked her right hand in hot, musky spunk. Jane kept the quivering tool buried in her gushing gash until the waves of breathless pleasure gradually faded away, leaving Jane gasping and dishevelled in front of her computer.

Jane reluctantly tugged free the honey drenched vibrator from her throbbing pussy. Jane licked her juices from the sticky shaft, then replaced the vibrator inside the delivery box before setting the package inside one of the drawers of her desk. Jane combed her trembling left hand through her damp blonde hair, then she buttoned up her blouse, tugged down her skirt, and returned to work, a post cloital glow upon the beautiful woman's smirking face.

After work, Jane drove downtown to Randy's flat. The same group of boys loitered at the steps of the rundown tenement, they hooted and made thrusting motions with their crotches as Mrs. Freemark climbed the stained stairs. This time, Jane didn't feel afraid of the horny boys, she smiled at them, before she walked through the front door of the cheap apartment building.

Mrs. Freemark strolled down the hall to Randy's flat, growing more adept at walking in her stiletto heels. Randy answered quickly when Jane knocked, he ushered the blonde inside, then admired the sensual sway of Jane's ass as she walked across the flat in her black boots.

"I like the boots. What else did you change today?"

Jane set down her purse, then she turned to face her daughter's boyfriend, her cheeks glowing pink as she slowly hiked up her work skirt to display her bare crotch.

"You naughty lady!" grinned Randy. "You're really getting into all this."

Jane lowered her satin skirt. "What did you want to do today, Randy?"

Randy hefted his cell phone. "Your photos were really popular on my blog. Everyone wants to see more of you."

"Should I change?" blushed Jane.

"Your stuff is ready on my bed."

Mrs. Freemark went to Randy's room, then stripped out of her work clothes once again to don the studded straps of the slut suit Randy had bought for her. Jane felt her pussy grow hot as she put on the leather collar and slipped on the matching arm gloves of her fetish costume. Jane's crotch was damp when she flossed her cunt and alabaster ass with the long crotch strap that hooked onto the hanging ring in the back of the slut harness.

Randy had included some lipstick, bright blood red. Jane went into the filthy bathroom of the poor flat, she flicked on the fading lightbulb and used the smudged mirror over the stained sink to apply the blood red lipstick to her full, sultry lips. Jane pouted at her dirty reflection, and then licked her glossy ruby mouth with the tip of her tongue.

Randy was waiting for Mrs. Freemark beside a door that led onto the flat's balcony. The late afternoon was still warm as Randy and Jane walked onto the creaking ledge, a strong breeze ruffled Jane's golden hair.

"What are we doing here, Randy?" asked Jane curiously, brushing a few stray bangs from her bright blue eyes.

"I'm going to take some shots of you posing on the balcony."

Jane glanced over the balcony railing, the street was busy below, the sidewalks cluttered with walkers, the street filled with cars caught in afternoon traffic.

"Someone is definitely going to see me," said Mrs. Freemark.

"Does it make you hot?" teased Randy, squatting down with his camera phone in hand.

Jane didn't reply, but her glittering eyes confirmed her growing arousal.

"How should I stand?"

"Lean over the rail, and lift your ass real high. The guys visiting my blog loved your ass shots."

Jane faced the balcony railing, then she leaned forward, crossing her arms on the rail for support. She hiked up her backside as Randy requested, she bit her lip when the crotch strap of her fetish wear worked deeper into her asscrack.

"Yeah, hold it right there!" grinned Randy as he started taking pictures of his girlfriend's mom's beautiful bare butt. Mrs. Freemark closed her eyes as she listened to Randy's heavy breathing and the snap of the cell phone's built in camera.

"Take the strap out of your ass."

Jane reached back to unhook the crotch strap from the o ring hanging from the base of her slut suit. The long leather strap slipped out of Jane's crack, the length of leather gleamed with a sheen of spunk from Jane's glistening gash.

"Man, you're really wet!" observed Randy, a hard on straining his shorts as he started taking more pictures of Mrs. Freemark's swollen, sticky snatch.

Jane held up her naked ass, her chin perched on her crossed arms as she watched the clueless people below walk and drive by. At any second, Jane thought a man or woman would glance up and discover a half naked woman posing on the balcony, Jane could just hear the shrieks and cries of disbelief, then the leering eyes, watching Jane stand wearing nothing but a few straps of studded leather.

Honey started to spill out of Jane's yawning twat. Rivulets of cum dripped between Jane's splayed ivory thighs, down to her polished black boots.

"You're looking pretty horny, Mrs. Freemark. Go ahead and scratch your itch if you want," prodded the bald headed boy.

"Thank you, Randy," sighed Jane, before she reached between her open legs to caress her dripping wet pussy.

While pedestrians filed down the sidewalk below and cars idled and honked their horns, Jane panted and worked her sopping wet pussy. Mrs. Freemark's pearly white ass bucked as she furiously fingered her drooling hot twat, stroking her long pink slit with her deft, tapered fingers.

"It feels so good! I'm melting!" sobbed Jane, as her splayed legs quaked and sticky strings of spunk oozed out of her inflamed, clenching cunt.

"That's my whore!" crowed Randy, as he worked his camera phone as quickly as he could, taking a long series of shots of Mrs. Freemark masturbating on his balcony, alabaster ass bouncing, hot honey pouring out of the scantily clad blonde's gaping gash.

Jane shuddered from head to toe when she finally climaxed over the balcony rail, rocking on her high heels as sweet spunk squirted from between her splayed, shivering legs.

The smell of Mrs. Freemark's ejaculating pussy was too much for Cassie's boyfriend. Randy set aside his cell phone to stand up and mount Mrs. Freemark's quivering ass, Jane smiled when the bald boy grabbed at her hips and started to pound her squishy snatch, pumping his ready erection through Jane's tight, sucking cunt.

Mrs. Freemark staggered out of Randy's flat, her blonde hair sweaty and tangled, her steps unsteady as she licked her ruby lips still flavored with the boy's cum. As Jane swayed down the hall of the tenement dressed in a long coat, two of the boys who loitered on the steps outside waited for the beautiful blonde woman by the tenement's front entrance.

"Look at the pretty whore! Did you just get done fucking that loser upstairs?" smirked one of the lean boys.

"She stinks like fuck. I can even see it on her lips," growled the second punk.

When Jane tried to walk between the two lounging boys, the first punk snaked out his right arm and caught Jane by her left shoulder.

"How much to suck my dick, bitch?" snarled the lean teen.

The second punk yanked open Jane's coat, and revealed the fetish wear the blonde woman still wore.

"Shit! Look at that get up! This lady's a real slut!"

The first punk pulled Jane up close, close enough so that Mrs. Freemark could smell the boy's beer stinking breath.

"I want this bitch to show me how horny she really is!"

The tall, gaunt boy pushed Jane down to her knees. Jane lowered her blue eyes until the boy pinched her chin and lifted her blushing face, the punk's stiff dick pointed directly at Jane's nose.

"Lick it, bitch," demanded the hot eyed teen.

Without a word, Jane stuck out her tongue and proceeded to lick the punk's prick with her tongue. Both boys stared in shock as the kneeling blonde woman adored the first boy's cock with her wet tongue, streaking the teen's penis with her saliva, before she nuzzled the skinny boy's scrotum and lapped at the punk's salty balls.

The second boy pulled off Jane's coat, then he dropped down behind the leather clad woman, grasping at Jane's ivory buttocks with both sweaty hands. Jane moaned while she slurped on the first boy's hairy balls, as the second punk spread her sweetcheeks and laid bare her pouty anus and swollen, squishy slit.

Jane leaned forward on her splayed hands, her blonde head bobbing as she began sucking on the first punk's thick prick. The boy behind Jane thumbed Mrs. Freemark's tender sphincter, then he stretched Jane's asshole wide, rimming the edges of Jane's gaping anus.

Jane swallowed the first boy's cock to his scrotum, the entire length of the panting punk's penis gobbled down her throat. The gasping boy's testicles rested on Jane's salivating chin, she looked up at the ecstatic teenager with her lust glazed blue eyes, then she moaned when the boy peaked and shot his wad between her locked red lips.

The second boy was worshipping Jane's vanilla ass with his drooling tongue. The punk covered Jane's rump with his smeared saliva, then he spread the splayed limbed woman's buttocks apart, and licked at Jane's yawning sphincter, soaking Mrs. Freemark's asshole until it gleamed in the dim hallway light.

"I want to fuck her ass!" panted the second punk, reaching into his tattered jeans for his raging teenage erection.

"Hurry up, I want to plug her pussy with my dick!" grunted the first skinny boy.

Jane sucked on the beading knob of the first boy's limp prick as the second punk poked her asshole with his engorged member. Jane sobbed as she suckled on the sticky tip of the first boy's dick when the second teen rammed his cock deep into her yielding rectum.

Jane rocked on her hands and knees on the hallway floor as the horny boy behind her reamed her juicy sphincter. Taking the first boy's slack shaft into her left hand, Jane stroked the spent member as fat drops of cum dropped onto her nose and wanton red lips.

"Bitch loves it!" panted the second punk, working his thick dick in and out of Jane's bucking backside.

The hallway echoed with the slap of flesh on flesh, and the wet slurping of Mrs. Freemark's asshole as it sucked on the teen boy's pistoning penis driving deep into the blonde woman's colon.

Jane shivered when the butt humping boy blasted her ass with hot, frothy fuck. Jane's sore anus clenched around the swollen, ejaculating member, until the boy's creamy cum spilled out of her cock plugged asshole.

The two horny boys spread Mrs. Freemark out across the hallway floor. Jane sucked on the second boy's cum drenched dick while the first punk humped her slurping snatch, pounding Jane's swollen slit, plowing deep into the cock smoking blonde's filthy wet twat.

Jane wrapped her black boots around the humping punk's skinny waist. She writhed between the two rough boys, squeezing the second boy's sweaty balls as she hungrily sucked on his pistoning pole.

Mrs. Freemark sucked down every inch of the second punk's prick as the first boy pumped through Jane's sore sex to a ball busting orgasm. Jane's stomach shivered as the ejaculating punk filled her belly with young cum, Jane clenched her vagina around the erupting rod, taking in every hot drop of the raping boy's seed.

Splayed across the cum covered floor on her hands and knees again, Jane sobbed as the two horny boys impaled her pussy and asshole in tandem. Jane's gorgeous alabaster ass rocked up and down as two fat cocks plowed through both of her inflamed, raped raw anal orifices. Drool poured down Jane's slack chin as she bucked on all fours like a bitch dog in heat, as the two rough young rapists humped her bruised, bouncing backside, working their tools in and out of Mrs. Freemark's sucking, hungry holes until the two teens blasted their balls inside Jane's shuddering, sweat sheened rump.

*****

Three

When Mrs. Freemark was about to head out the door for work, she found a box waiting for her on the front porch. Jane picked up the package, then shut the door before taking it up to her room.

Cassie was already on the bus to school, so Jane wasn't afraid to open the package from Randy. Inside the box, there was a set of new clothes and a new note.

I want you to wear this to work today without any underwear.

Jane lifted up the tiny plaid schoolgirl skirt that was so small Mrs. Freemark doubted even her daughter could wear it. If a strong wind came up while Jane was wearing the plaid mini, everyone on the street would see her bare crotch and ivory ass.

The thought excited Jane, so she took off her usual work clothes to put on the things that Randy had sent her. Tongues would definitely be wagging at work today!

Mrs. Freemark entered the office wearing the plaid schoolgirl mini, satin hose with garters, and a sheer cashmere sweater unbuttoned enough to display a generous portion of cleavage. All the men in the office stared as Jane swayed to her desk wearing a new pair of high heel shoes, her sensual hips swung from side to side as Jane strutted to her cubicle and sat down at her computer.

Jane listened to the loud whispers of her coworkers as she began typing the new day's reports. Most of the women were shocked and disgusted by Mrs. Freemark's new slut wear, the men were much more appreciative, murmuring at how sexy Jane appeared.

Jane's cell phone rang. The blonde beauty opened her purse and flipped her cell on.

"Are you wearing it, Mrs. Freemark?" asked Randy over the phone.

"Yes, Randy. It's very nice," blushed Jane.

"I'm glad you like it. Are your coworkers talking about it?"

"Yes."

"Is it getting you hot?"

"Yes, Randy."

"Good. You should get a reward for being so brave. Take out your vibrator from the desk drawer and play with yourself until you climax. You can't stop until you cum."

"Okay," agreed Jane, before she closed her phone and reached into her desk drawer for the small box where she kept the vibrator Cassie's boyfriend had shipped to her during work.

Jane glanced out of her cubicle before she took out the slender pink plastic rod. Turning her back to the cubicle entrance, Jane slowly spread her hose clad legs, and slipped the vibrator under her miniskirt.

Jane turned the sex toy on and began rubbing her naked cunt with the shivering tip. Jane's twat immediately started to throb, sending waves of pleasure through Mrs. Freemark's crotch. Jane closed her blue eyes and began to pant, she reclined back in her desk chair, spreading her long legs wide apart as she stroked her swollen snatch with the quivering plastic cylinder.

"Um..Mrs. Freemark?" inquired a shy male voice behind Jane.

Jane's blissful blue eyes snapped open, she gasped, and started to withdraw the humming tool from her damp pussy, until she remembered Randy's instruction that she couldn't take the vibrator away until she climaxed.

"What..do you..want?" panted Jane, perspiration sheening her flushed face as she continued to work the buzzing rod up and down her puckered, twitching cunt.

"I have your mail for today, ma'am," stammered the office mail boy, Billy.

"P..put it on my desk, B..Billy!" panted Jane huskily, her splayed knees quaking as the first trickles of her sex juices began to spill out of her inflamed, hot pink pussy.

Jane rocked gently in her chair in front of Billy as the wide eyed mail boy set down some letters on Mrs. Freemark's desk. The smell of Jane's wet sex tantalized the blushing boy's nostrils, Billy listened to Mrs. Freemark's soft whimpers of bliss and felt his young cock start to throb.

"Are you okay, Mrs. Freemark?"

"I..I'm fine!" groaned Jane, just as her puffy pussy shuddered and hot spunk splattered between her blushing thighs.

Billy saw something wet drip from between Mrs. Freemark's open legs. The mail boy gulped, then left Jane alone in her cubicle just as the blonde woman worked the quivering vibrator inside her sopping wet, squishy slit.

Jane licked clean her vibrator and returned it to her desk drawer when her cell rang again.

"Yes?"

"Did someone see you masturbating, Mrs. Freemark?"

"I think the mail boy knew what I was doing," blushed Jane brightly.

"Then you're going to leave your desk, go down to the mailroom, and fuck the mail boy."

"Fuck Billy?" blinked Jane.

"Yeah. Give the little bastard the ride of his life."

Jane slowly closed her phone, then she took a deep breath before she stood up from her desk and walked out of her small office, the whispers of her coworkers at her heels.

Jane heard music playing in the office mailroom as she walked through the doorway. Tables were laid out covered with stacks of waiting mail, there was a separator farther back where Billy's desk stood behind.

Mrs. Freemark smiled softly when she heard Billy's soft grunting. She had a feeling she knew what the horny boy was doing behind the wall partition.

"Billy? Are you here?"

"Huh? Uh..yeah! Is that you, Mrs. Freemark?"

"Yes, Billy."

Jane waited while the mail boy zipped up his pants, then Billy appeared, flush faced, sweating, and out of breath.

"Can..can I help you, Mrs. Freemark?"

Jane looked over her shoulder at the mailroom doorway, then she turned back to Billy. Slowly, Jane started to unbutton her cashmere sweater, as Billy's incredulous eyes grew larger and larger.

Jane opened her sweater, giving Billy a good view of her bare, blushing breasts.

"Do you like them, Billy?"

The mail boy gulped, he seemed to forget how to breathe.

"The..they're beautiful!"

Jane's cheeks flamed as she reached down to hike up the short hem of her plaid mini. Slowly, Jane showed the gaping mail boy her naked pussy.

"Is my pussy pretty, Billy?"

Billy couldn't talk, his jaw was slack, he was practically drooling at the sight of the bare breasted, crotch flashing woman in front of him.

Mrs. Freemark felt incredibly turned on tempting the mail boy with her body. Jane stepped closer to Billy, then gently took his limp right hand and rested the palm on her firm left breast, right over her racing heart.

"Go ahead, Billy, you can touch them."

Billy nodded mutely, then dared to raise his left hand, placing it over Jane's beautiful right breast. With both hands perched on Jane's swelling tits, Billy began to squeeze Mrs. Freemark's bare bosom, kneading his twin handfuls of pliant breast flesh.

"That feels good, Billy. Pinch my nipples now," instructed Jane, breathing heavily as the mail boy massaged her milky mammaries.

Billy obediently rolled Jane's rigid nipples between his fingertips, then he tugged on the blood engorged breast buds, drawing a husky moan out of Jane's pouty lips.

"Yes! Pinch them harder!" demanded Jane, as she reached for the buckle of Billy's pants, tugging the boy's trousers open before she slipped both of her warm hands inside the mail boy's underwear.

Billy's eyes bulged when Jane wrapped her fingers around the young man's throbbing cock. The lips of Billy and Jane were almost touching as Mrs. Freemark started to fondle Billy's dick, stroking the veined length of the mail boy's rising member.

"You have a big dick, Billy. Have you ever fucked a girl before?" purred Jane, as she pillowed the mail boy's flushed face between her creamy tits.

"N..no, Mrs. Freemark..," stammered Billy, his eyes rolling back into his skull as Jane furiously fondled his raging erection.

"I'm going to fuck you today, Billy," growled Jane, before she dropped to her knees on the mailroom floor and yanked down Billy's pants.

Billy sobbed when Jane started to suck on his rock hard cock. The moaning mail boy leaned back against one of the sorting tables as Jane worked her tight lips back and forth along Billy's throbbing rod, lapping under the mail boy's quivering prick with her deft tongue.

"Do you like my mouth around your dick, Billy?" whispered Jane, as she stroked the mail boy's saliva soaked member with both hands, lapping at Billy's balls with her agile tongue.

"Y..yes, ma'am!" panted Billy, his hips rocking as he reflexively fucked the kneeling office worker's filthy mouth.

Jane hugged Billy's thin waist as she swallowed the entire length of the mail boy's stiff penis. Mrs. Freemark held Billy's cock down her tight throat, until Billy whimpered and shot his wad through Jane's greedy esophogus.

Jane nuzzled the mail boy's quaking crotch as she drank all of Billy's salty, stringy spoo. Jane slurped the mail boy's ejaculating dick dry, then she squeezed Billy's quivering ass as she suckled from Billy's beading urethra.

"Now it's your turn, Billy," said Mrs. Freemark, rising up from the mailroom floor, then setting her hose sheathed legs wide apart while hiking up her plaid mini.

Billy slowly dropped down between Jane's luscious legs, he stared up at the blonde woman's shaved pussy, swollen, sticky, and musky smelling. Billy shyly stuck out his tongue and licked Jane's pouting vulva, Jane sighed, and grasped the nape of Billy's neck, shoving the boy's flushed face into her soaking wet sex.

"Stick your tongue deep inside," ordered Jane.

Billy obediently extended his tongue into Jane's squishy snatch. The blonde woman moaned in ecstasy as the mail boy tongued her throbbing hot twat, digging his tongue deeper and deeper into Jane's tight vagina.

"Good boy! Suck on my cunt!" groaned Jane, grinding her gash over the young mail boy's mouth.

Billy started to suck on Jane's inflamed labia. Jane shivered when the boy nibbled on her tender labia lips, before he lapped at her engorged clitoris.

"That's very good, Billy! Don't stop!" panted Jane, holding her lean legs apart while the mail boy nuzzled her hot crotch, loudly sucking and sloppily slurping on Jane's honey drenched pussy.

Mrs. Freemark laid her honey blonde head back as she climaxed down Billy's throat. The crotch worshipping mail boy struggled to swallow the torrent of fuck gushing out of Jane's yawning twat, Billy was showered by Mrs. Freemark's musky sweet cum, honey splashed Billy across the face, leaving his ecstatic features a dripping wet mess.

Jane shoved a pile of mail off one of the long work tables. She lifted Billy onto the smooth surface, then she mounted him, straddling the mail boy's skinny waist.

"I'm going to fuck you hard, bitch!" promised Jane, squatting over Billy's renewed erection, before she sat down on the mail boy's thick, pulsating penis.

Billy moaned as Jane started to hump him, rocking back and forth as she took Billy's cock deep inside her clenched vagina.

"Your pussy is squeezing me!" sobbed Billy, tears welling in the young man's eyes, as Mrs. Freemark rocked on his lap, her pale thighs locked around Billy's bucking hips.

"I'm going to fuck every drop of sweet cum out of you!" panted Jane, her alabaster ass bouncing as her plaid mini hiked up high, laying Mrs. Freemark's gorgeous buttocks bare.

Jane tore open Billy's shirt and raked her nails across the skinny boy's bare chest, leaving raw scratches on the mail boy's sweaty skin. Jane humped Billy harder, sucking the writhing boy's rod deep into her belly.

"More! More!" moaned Jane, tossing her sweat soaked honey hair, clinging to Billy's shoulders as she fucked the prone mail boy repeatedly, until the helpless young man flooded Jane's shivering stomach with hot, frothy cum.

Mrs. Freemark's gyrations slowly eased. Jane sat heavily on Billy's lap, holding the boy's limp prick inside her clenched cunt.

"Is that all, Billy?" pouted Jane, before blowing a damp blonde bang out of her glittering blue eyes.

"Y..yes, ma'am!" whimpered Billy, limp as a noodle between Jane's sweat slick thighs.

Mrs. Freemark leaned over Billy and gave him a deep kiss, then she nimbly climbed off the mail boy, settling on her high heels before she wiggled her hips to lower her wrinkled plaid miniskirt.

Jane grinned over her shoulder at Billy as she buttoned up her sweater.

"That was fun, Billy. We'll have to do this again sometime."

Billy was too exhausted to retort, he simply lay spread eagled across the work table, as Mrs. Freemark strutted out of the mailroom to phone Randy and tell him what happened in detail.

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