Her First Time Ch. 14

My heart was pounding watching Dani standing there, her wanting so badly to be with Alan, afraid of the possibility someone might be watching, not knowing. She looked around, still unable to see a thing, and reached behind her neck, untying the strap holding her dress, letting it fall to the green grass. My heart rate spiked again, seeing my now naked wife literally highlighted in Alan's backyard.

God, Dani was stunning, standing in that light with nothing except those heels and dark stockings hugging her legs to her thighs. Don't EVER tell me that a forty-eight-year-old woman's body can't be beautiful!

This was wrong, so wrong. And yet... maybe that was part of what was turning me on so much, watching, knowing what was about to happen. My dick was straining, trying to escape its prison, like it had been weeks since... not that very morning with the luscious April, my emotions straining just as much, both the arousal and jealousy, desperately wishing it was me in front of my wife taking my pants off, not Alan Ryder. My emotions were almost like the event horizon of a black hole, seemingly pulling me in two.

Alan lay down on the grass, just at the periphery of the flower's spotlight, totally lighted, and tugged at Dani's hands, pulling her down over him, "You know what you want, Babygirl... take it... now."

Dani felt around in front of her, finding what she was looking for, his shaft, standing thick, long, and hard; her fingers encircled it, only partially, looking so tiny... and started to scoot forward lifting herself up onto her knees.

I couldn't breathe, intently watching, gripping myself, even over the plastic... Dani's face, so intent, her lust shining through, Alan's face just as tortured, waiting. And then... she was there, over him, the head of his manhood held at her bare, baby-smooth slit, holding her breath the same as I was; same as Alan Ryder was, too. "Babygirl, please... I can't take this!"

Finally, for once, it was him who was begging, all the power with my wife. She began to lower herself - eight, nine-inches of thick manhood. I didn't see how... only I knew she could... inch-by-inch, his shaft disappearing inside her.

"Ohh Babygirl, so good... so fuckin' good!"

Dani's head was thrown back, her unseeing eyes looking straight into the moon, mouth working, moans escaping, "Ohhh fuuuckkk!" coming from my beautiful school-teacher wife's mouth.

A moment later, her pelvis was pressing hard against Alan's... that thing fully inside her. My hand wrapped itself around the hard plastic surrounding my dick, not able to feel a thing. The emotions inside me, though... they were on fire! A blazing inferno!

I glanced up, at the couple now in the window. Their light was on. She'd taken her blouse off - or whatever she'd had on before, her man's hands all over her tits under her bra.

Dani was panting, she'd spent the entire day, from those first few moments on Alan's kitchen counter, her lust building. She rocked back and forth, pressing, grinding, feeling him inside her, his shaft no doubt rubbing against her clitoris, reaching places inside her I hadn't even dreamed about.

Alan leaned up, taking Dani's left nipple in his mouth, sucking in the rest of her tit, Dani letting out a loud moan, her hand around his head pulling him in tighter. Her mouth was gaped open, grinding her pelvis down on him.

"Babygirl, I can't do this, need you to fuck me... hard!" he said, pulling his mouth barely away from her tit.

She pulled his mouth back on her other tit, encouraging him to suck her, rocking back and forth, "No," she said, surprising me - a lot, "going to see how long we can stay like this, with you all the way inside me."

"Ahh, Babygirl, no, you've been torturing me all day!" Apparently, he hasn't been quite as 'cool' as he'd been letting on.

Alan lay back down flat, groaning. Dani put her hands on his chest and just rocked back and forth on him. Brutal! I envisioned it being me, desperate underneath her. God, I wished it was!

I glanced up at the window. The woman had lost her bra and skirt, nothing on except a pair of panties. I wasn't the only one being turned on by Dani and Alan's little display. Okay, I'll admit I was a little torn about where to watch, the couple in the window or my wife and Alan. Not much mystery, though, on which won out.

Dani leaned over, her mouth maybe an inch from his, whispering something that I couldn't hear, then her tongue reached out, like a snake's, tickling Alan's lips, coaxing them open. The distance between lips closed, Dani's tongue working its way into his mouth. God, I was regretting locking my dick inside that plastic, thinking seriously about running back upstairs for that key... except, I didn't want to miss even a second of what was happening on his lawn.

But I couldn't ignore the window, either. The guy had his hand down inside the girl's panties, her mouth gaped open much as Dani's had been earlier, before she took control. I wished I could see them a little clearer, I did see that she had long, black hair that was over her shoulders to below her tits.

While I'd glanced away, Alan had reached his hands around Dani's butt, massaging it, getting perilously closer to her... I was mesmerized, wondering. Dani and I, in all our years of making love, had never explored... her rear end. The way she was bent over, her tongue down Alan's throat, she was in the perfect position, and he seemed to be taking advantage of it with his hands, tugging her butt cheeks apart...

And then... Dani pulled her face away from his, a strange expression, and a loud groan. I quietly stepped around them to see, Alan's finger was most assuredly working its way inside her, his other hand pulling her body back down, locking lips together once again.

How long had it been, with Alan's dick buried inside my wife? One minute, five minutes? I had no friggin' clue. All I knew was that his finger was slowly disappearing inside her rear end and her moans had intensified. I couldn't tell if they were moans of lust or discomfort. Except, she sure as hell wasn't pulling away.

Matter of fact, she began a little up and down motion on Alan's cock, which rapidly grew into full-on fucking him, the full length of him; up, down - up, down, hard!

"Ohh, Babygirl, Ohh, Ohh! So good, sooo good!" Alan was crying out, a finger from each hand going deep into her ass, seemingly timed with her plunges, Dani screaming, oblivious to the fact that a large portion of Tampa was hearing her.

I made a very quick glance back at the window. The girl was leaning against it, legs spread wide, her husband-boyfriend, whatever, behind her doing what was pretty damned obvious, enjoying putting on their own show.

Dani pressed herself down, ground herself down on Alan's pelvis, letting out a long wail, Alan bucking underneath her, quite literally roaring, reminding me of that lion before the old MGM movies.

"Babygirl..." Alan said, breathlessly, afterward when Dani collapsed on top of him, her body with a sheen of sweat, "Ohh, how I've missed that!"

Minutes later, he helped my wife to her feet and this time did lead her upstairs to the bedroom. I was still too shell-shocked to move. Dani hadn't even known I was there. I looked in the window one last time before following. The girl was still leaning against the window with her guy pressed against her back. The thought went through my mind that I wished Dani could have seen the effect she'd had on the neighbors.

By the time I made my way upstairs, Dani was on her back on the bed, legs wrapped around Alan's waist, him pounding into her. God, the man is fuckin' insatiable! He's in his late forties for God's sake. How many more times during the night would he be fucking my wife?

You know how badly I wanted to get my hands on that key? Relieve the ache in my groin! That some damned idiot had put it where he couldn't get to it. Seemed reasonable at the time.

The next morning was only Monday, five more fuckin' days - and nights of this! 'Fucking' days, literally.