A GOOD WIFE

It was almost time for summer vacation with all the 
schools getting out and everyone taking to the roads 
and going wherever people go for their summer fun. We 
had recently purchased some camping gear, a tent, 
butane stove, sleeping bags, and just the common rough 
tent camping stuff that would fit into the bed of a 
pick up truck. Our son was already out of the nest and 
into the work force so we were free to go and do for 
ourselves as we saw fit. 

Little did I know how different this summer would turn 
out? Nick came home one day after a meeting at the 
local "Civic Club" (I will not name it) and said that 
they announced a program to help some of the 
underprivileged kids have a memorable summer vacation 
and were asking members to invite someone on the 
special list with them on their vacation.

 He had volunteered to take one of the kids with us if 
it was OK by me. I assured him that it was the thing to 
do and was all for it. After all it is a wife’s duty to 
be support her husband.

When our Kid came over for our trip planning meeting, 
he turned out to be a young High School drop out named 
Ed, who had just turned 18, was shy, black, and had a 
nice smile and muscular body, and lived with his momma. 
I found myself thinking, "What a nice looking handsome 
young man." 

I thought about how all the girls must swoon over him 
only later to find out that he had little experience 
with the girls, as he was very shy with them. I did 
notice that his eyes seemed to travel up and down my 
body as if to undress me. He might be shy with the 
girls but I had a feeling that he had very mature 
thoughts. 

I found my self thinking of him and wondering if he was 
a virgin or if he was sexually active. Why would I 
think this? I don't know but I was having these little 
questions straying into my thoughts from time to time. 
I even had some crazy daydreams that included some 
petting with Ed imagining that I was in high school and 
he was the star basketball player. (I love basketball 
and love to watch it and the players on TV) I was a 
high school cheerleader and enjoyed dressing sexy for 
the players and fans and cheering for our guys. I loved 
the feeling I got from being looked at in my skimpy 
cheerleader uniform. 

During our discussions, Nick and I planned on how we 
would sleep in the tent. Nick is a very sound sleeper 
and snores very loudly so we decided to let him sleep 
on one side and me in the middle so our guest would not 
have to be too close to him and be disturbed. When Nick 
is on vacation, he loves to have a few drinks before 
bedtime and usually will be drunk when he goes to sleep 
and that makes him very hard to wake up before 
daylight. Little did I know that this decision would 
contribute to Ed's memorable vacation? 

Our first night in the camp ground and we were all 
tired. It was hot and we put our sleeping bags on the 
floor of the tent and slept on the top trying to stay 
as cool as possible and all seemed to go to sleep right 
away. I was the first to wake the next morning, with 
both guys still asleep. 

My hubby was snoring away and Ed seemed to be dreaming 
as he wiggled some and placed his hand on top of his 
crotch. I looked and noted that he seemed to have an 
erection as his hand slowly rubbed through his pajama 
bottoms. I noted that they were the type that had a 
slit in front so that a man can take care of things if 
needed. 

Ed seemed to be waking up as he moved his arms up and 
started stretching and rubbing his eyes, saying, "Hi," 
as he did. I could not help but glance down to his 
crotch and see a nice black hard cock mostly hidden but 
just enough showing that I was having some evil 
thoughts about grabbing it and making him my sweetie. I 
managed to control myself.

I responded to Ed by saying, "I hope you slept well. I 
surely did. I hope Nick's snoring did not bother you."

"Yes mum, I slept well and the snoring didn't bother me 
none," Ed said.

"If you want to, we can go for a walk and see what 
there is here," I suggested feeling that I wanted to do 
something with Ed for some reason. I was already 
feeling like we were going to be very close and 
friendly in spite of his shyness with girls. (I was 
thinking that maybe he was shy with girls and not 
women) I wanted Ed to have a very memorable vacation.

"Yes mum, that will be good. I will get my pants on and 
I will be ready," Ed said.

I giggled and turned my head and said, "I will keep my 
eyes away while you dress. Don't worry I won't peek," 
and giggled again. "I will just keep my shorts on." (I 
had slept in some light loose fitting nylon shorts and 
a loose fitting T-shirt) 

We strolled down to the river and walked along the 
banks slowly and looking and chatting. I soon realized 
that our hands had met somehow and we were holding 
hands like a couple of young lovers as I squeezed Ed's 
hand and he squeezed back. We came to a bench by the 
river and we walked over and sat down, still holding 
hands and I decided to place his hand on my thigh and 
my hand on top of his to see what would happen. 

We continued to chat as if what we were doing was 
natural. I knew now that I was trying to seduce him and 
I think he was harboring the same thoughts. I started 
acting like a young girl again, and would say silly 
things and lay my head on his shoulder as he put his 
arm around me and run his fingers through my hair. I 
asked Ed if he had a girl friend. He said that he had 
never been close with a girl even though he wanted to. 
He did not feel at ease with a girl. 

I then asked him the question that was burning in my 
mind, if he had been intimate with a girl. He seemed 
nervous as he answered saying, "I’ve never been able to 
go very far.") Guess I am just shy. We chatted for a 
while and walked back to our camp site to find that 
Nick was just getting up. 

We had a good day with Nick and Ed fishing and laying 
around and talking. I took another walk by the river 
pondering what had happened between Ed and me, if 
anything. I thought maybe I was putting too much into 
our morning walk. Maybe Ed was just being nice to me. I 
knew what I wanted and hoped Ed did as well.

We went to bed the next night and I again had on loose 
fitting gym shorts and a large T-shirt. Ed had on his 
pajamas. Nick had drank himself to sleep and was 
snoring as I drifted off to sleep to be awakened 
sometime by Ed being next to me and pushing against my 
leg with his hard cock. I though, "Wow, what is 
happening?" 

I soon realized that he was likely still asleep and was 
doing what boys do sometimes in their sleep. I had to 
admit that it aroused my sexual desires somewhat. He 
seemed to roll back and continue sleeping. I lay there 
awake wondering if I should do anything. I am twice his 
age. No I should not. He doesn't want me really; he is 
just reacting to his nightmares. As I lay there he 
rolled over toward me again and started pushing against 
my leg with more vigor this time. I noticed that his 
black erection had slipped out of his pajama bottoms 
and was fully visible. I now was very horny and my mind 
was all mixed up as to what to do. I decided, to heck 
with it, if he "raped" me in his sleep,(of course I 
would encourage it all that I could) it is not my 
fault, so I turned to my side with my back toward him, 
pulled my shorts down and moved my butt back till it 
met his bare cock as he pushed against my naked butt. 

I reached back and spread my cheeks as he pushed and 
the head found a wet slipper slit to enter. The pushing 
stopped for a moment and my heart skipped a beat 
thinking that I had pushed this event too far and too 
fast. I then felt a hard thrust as he went deep inside 
me and started to push in and out and he encircled me 
with his arms pulling me close as he drove his black 
rod home. 

I lay still letting him have his way with me as I 
didn't want to disturb or change what was happening in 
case it was a dream. As he pumped harder and deeper I 
felt his cock start throbbing and pumping his young 
black sperm into my now ready white womb. (Oh my, I 
thought. What if he breeds me?) I didn't care; as I was 
so horny there was no stopping us now. I wanted all he 
had. 

I loved the thought of being the one to take his virgin 
cock and pump it dry. I wanted him to be satisfied and 
over his shyness. He soon stopped and laid still. I lay 
as still as I could not wanting him to know that I knew 
what was happening. He soon rolled over and lay on his 
back. 

I stayed still for a few minutes then turned toward him 
and could see in the moonlight that his eyes were open 
and he seemed to be in deep thought. I moved next to 
him and kissed him on the cheek and said, "I just had 
this most enjoyable and memorable dream about you and 
me."

"Yes," Ed said. "I had one too. I hope you are not mad 
at me. I could not help myself. I have never felt this 
way before. I knew sex was supposed to be good but 
never knew it was this good. Of course that made feel 
like a really hot mom.

"Oh, Baby, don't worry. I wanted it to happen and it 
did. You are so sweet and I want you to know that I am 
yours any time you need me. I am just as surprised that 
you would be attracted to a woman twice your age." 

"Thanks, Miss Brenda, I am so happy now, you are so 
good to me. I will never forget this vacation," as an 
exhausted Ed drifted off into sleep with his head 
nestled in my bosoms. He was my baby now. I now knew 
that he wanted me as much as I wanted him and he was 
going to have one hell of a fucking vacation. It would 
be one that we would both remember the rest of our 
lives.

I awoke the next morning wondering if I had been 
dreaming or was it for real. I looked over at Ed and he 
looked so peaceful as he slept. I looked at my husband 
as he continued to sleep soundly. I lay there thinking 
about what would happen tonight when we went to bed 
again. My sexual desires were again being aroused as I 
thought of my young black lover getting "pussy whipped" 
by his newfound white mistress. I knew I wanted him on 
top of me tonight and I wanted to feel my own climax as 
I closed around his swollen manhood pumping him dry 
once more. 

The time finally arrived. Nick was the first in bed 
after several drinks and immediately started snoring as 
usual. I knew that Ed and I could do what we wanted and 
Nick would never know anything. Ed lay down on his bag 
as I began to get ready for the night. I decided to 
dress in front of Ed but made like a timid little girl. 
"Now don't look at me as I dress or I will tell Mom. 
Hide your eyes," and I giggled. I was hoping it had the 
effect I wanted and it did. 

As I removed my clothes, Ed covered his eyes and looked 
through his fingers and said, "I can’t see anything," 
and laughed. I cupped my breast in my hands and moved 
to Ed, kneeled down and then bent over him lowering my 
hard nipples to his waiting mouth, as he took each in 
and suckled them like my baby. I closed my eyes and 
imagined that I was feeding my black baby my white 
mom's milk. I moved my hand down to his crotch and felt 
his manhood. I whispered to Ed. "I think Mom's baby boy 
is a big boy now and needs to be treat
ed like a big boy."

I pulled his pajama bottoms off and lowered my head to 
his waiting cock, licking the clear liquid from the tip 
and gently nibbling down to his black balls, knowing 
that they would soon be pumping me full of their seed. 
I could tell that Ed was very aroused. I decided to 
ride his pole tonight and take control of my young 
eager lover. 

I moved up and placed my lips on his as we kissed 
deeply, I moved my womanhood over his manhood and moved 
up placing my wet lubricant along his shaft, then with 
a slight humping motion had encased it in my hot 
waiting canal as he moaned and shoved it deep grasping 
my butt with both hands pulling me hard against his 
black body as he pumped hard and deep. I had made 
myself so horny thinking of this all day that I was 
ready to explode as he said, "You are making me fucking 
horny, I'm going to blow my nuts."

"Go sugar. I'm all yours. Shoot deep and all you have 
sweetie. You are so good, baby." With that I felt my 
orgasm coming as his cock spewed his seed in me. I 
rammed my tongue deep into his mouth as I shook all 
over, and then went stiff, and then I collapsed 
exhausted in his arms, as he gasped for air. 

I knew that we both had reached our peak at almost the 
same time and that our orgasms were out of this world. 
I moved over to my sleeping bag and went to sleep 
knowing that the next night would provide us with more 
beautiful sex with my sweet young black lover. This old 
woman had made him into a real man. 

When the vacation was over and we headed home on the 
last day, I remarked to my husband that I was pleased 
that he had decided to show Ed a vacation that met the 
objective of the program, "A memorable one," and that I 
felt certain that it was just that. I had to control 
myself to keep from screaming out, "I sure had a 
memorable one as well." 

GOOD NEIGHBOUR

I was sad when Mr. and Mrs. Jones moved away. They had 
always been there throughout my life, living in the 
house next door. My Mum was a saleswoman for an IT 
company, Dad worked as a TV producer so neither kept 
regular hours. Whilst I was growing up one or both of 
them would always be there overnight, but often when I 
came home from school I would be babysat by the Joneses 
until one of my parents came home. Now however I was 
seventeen and the babysitting was no longer necessary. 

The Joneses had both recently retired and decided to 
move to a little country cottage. It was with a heavy 
heart that I helped them load their belongings into the 
van. They had been a constant in my life while I was 
growing up and I had many happy memories of times with 
them. As they drove away I couldn't help feeling that my 
childhood was over - as it turned out I was righter than 
I knew!.

Two days later our new neighbour arrived. Mum, Dad and 
myself greeted her and she introduced herself as Emma 
Clarke. "Hello Mrs. Clarke," I said. "I'm Mike."

"Miss Clarke," she corrected me. "No husband, no kids, 
just myself."

She was, I guessed, late 20s. She was 5'8" or 9, curvy 
without being overweight, shoulder length brown hair and 
very pretty. She had made it clear she wasn't 
technically a MILF, but she was definitely an older 
woman I'd like to fuck!

That evening Mum & Dad invited her for dinner, reckoning 
that after the stress and effort of the move she 
wouldn't be in the mood to cook - She accepted and that 
evening showed herself to be intelligent and funny. 
Lying in bed that night I apologised to the Joneses and 
wished she had moved in 5 years earlier, I had read many 
erotic stories about babysitters seducing their charges 
and I could easily imagine myself and Miss Clarke in the 
roles.

In fact, at that point in time any sexual adventures 
would have been welcome. Mum had fallen pregnant with me 
when both she and Dad were my age. It had been very hard 
for the two of them and they were insistent that I 
didn't fall into the same trap. "We both love you very 
much, and wouldn't change you for the world, it just 
would have been better if you had waited another five to 
ten years before coming along," was their favourite way 
of putting it. 

As a result they were always putting pressure on me not 
to have a girlfriend just yet "Finish your exams first, 
get your A-Levels before you meet a girl." I understood 
where they were coming from and despite the sexual 
frustration was prepared to do as they asked, in the 
meantime there was always Internet porn and my right 
hand.

Over the next few weeks, Miss Clarke became firm friends 
with Mum & Dad. It wasn't too long before she got a key 
to our back door and she was always welcome often eating 
with us, or just popping in for a chat and staying for 
hours. She and Mum would often have girlie nights with 
wine & a chick flick in her house and also Dad is quite 
a bit of a handyman and would often pop round to Miss 
Clarke's if she needed a shelf putting up, or something 
fixing. I was always polite to her when she came over, 
never revealing my desire to fuck her brains out.

One day, Mum & Dad were out and I was home alone, I 
heard the back door open.

"Only me," she called.

"Hello Miss Clarke," I answered.

"Is your Dad in?" she asked

"No," I replied. "He and Mum are out, they've gone for a 
meal and to see a film, they won't be back until much 
later"

"That's a shame, I needed your Dad's help with 
something." She turned to go, stopped and looked at me 
"Actually" she said, "You may be able to help. Do you 
know anything about computers?"

"A fair bit," I answered. "I use them a lot for my 
studying."

"Can you come and take a look at mine, it won't connect 
to the Internet."

"OK," I replied and followed her out of the house and 
over to hers. She was wearing a loose fitting top and 
baggy sweat pants, but my horny little mind couldn't 
help wondering what colour underwear she had on.

"It's in my bedroom," she said as we entered her house. 
I followed her up the stairs wishing it was under 
different circumstances and she was taking me up to let 
me use her body.

I don't quite know what I was expecting from her 
bedroom, maybe handcuffs, whips, chains, leather but it 
looked normal, double bed, wardrobe, make up table, 
chest of drawers and a desk on which sat her computer. I 
sat on the swivel chair at the desk and tried to access 
the internet, but no joy. So I started to run through a 
few diagnostics to see if I could discover what the 
problem was. Miss Clarke sat on the edge of her bed 
behind me.

"You do computers at school?" she asked. I answered that 
I did. "And you've got one at home that you use mainly 
for homework and studying"

"That's right."

"What else do you use it for?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you use it for Facebook, games and stuff like that?"

"That's about it, yes."

"You don't have a girlfriend do you, your parents told 
me that, so I bet you look at porn on it too, come on 
you are a teenage boy you must do."

I saw no point in denying it. "A little bit, yeah." 

"Any luck with fixing it yet?" she asked changing the 
subject completely before the conversation went in the 
direction I wanted it to. As it happened I had, the 
problem was quite a simple one to fix.

"You should be OK now," I said before clicking on the 
Internet access icon. To my surprise her home page 
website was a portal to porn videos! "Bloody hell," I 
gasped.

"What's the matter?" Miss Clarke asked. "Don't you think 
women look at porn too? Click on one, lets watch it."

I suddenly felt very hot and flustered, and just 
randomly clicked on a video. It opened with a woman 
naked on a bed playing with her breasts, before sliding 
a hand inside her panties.

"Fake tits," said Miss Clarke. "Tell me Mike, do you 
prefer real ones or those silicone enhanced ones?"

I stuttered something to the effect of not knowing.

"I bet you've never seen a pair that's not on screen 
have you," she continued, "do you want to?"

I turned round in the chair to see Miss Clarke peeling 
off her t-shirt, she had no bra on "nothing fake about 
these, do you want to touch?" I leaned forward and 
brought my hand up. "No," she said, "use your mouth." I 
did what she told me and put my mouth over her right 
tit.

"Suck it, yes that's good, now flick the nipple with 
your tongue, then gently bite the nipple, oh god yes 
that's right," I continued to do what she asked and felt 
my cock get hard.

"You've never had a tit in your mouth before have you? 
Now lick your fingers and start stroking my other nipple 
while you suck this one." After a few seconds she pushed 
my head away.

"You've never seen a real pussy either have you?" I 
shook my head, "look at this," she stood up and pulled 
down her trousers - she wasn't wearing any knickers 
either. She sat back down on the edge of the bed and 
opened her legs wide revealing her vagina, it was almost 
fully shaved except for a tuft of hair at the top. I 
began to reach for it.

"Not yet," she said, "first I need to see your cock, 
take your trousers off and lie on the bed." Once again I 
did exactly as she said.

"That's a lovely cock," Miss Clarke said. She took in 
her hand and lent over me. She slapped her tits with my 
rock hard cock, rubbed it between her tits and then 
teased her nipple with the end of it. "The woman on the 
screen has a cock in her mouth, do like watching that 
sort of thing? I bet you want to know what it feels like 
to get your cock sucked," Miss Clarke licked my shaft 
and then took her head into her mouth. 

I groaned in pleasure as I felt her tongue work its 
magic. This felt a lot better than wanking! Ever since 
she moved in I had hoped that one day something like 
this would happen and now it was. I was in heaven!

"I'm going to cum," I gasped as I felt my orgasm 
approach. 

Miss Clarke's response was to grip my cock hard between 
her lips and slide up and down very fast. She was still 
going when my spunk started to pump out, it was the best 
orgasm I'd ever had I was making unintelligible 
animalistic noises as wave after wave of my spunk 
emptied into Miss Clarke's mouth.

"It sounded like you enjoyed that," Miss Clarke said, as 
she spoke dribbles of my spunk bubbled onto her lips. 
She laid on the bed beside me "now you can touch my 
pussy, get between my legs and lick me and finger me."

I quickly moved down the bed, as I did Miss Clarke 
opened her legs. "Kiss me down there," she said, "and 
then push your tongue between my pussy lips."

Once again I did exactly as she instructed, "Now hold my 
lips open with one hand, see my hole slide a finger in 
and out. Just above my hole is my clit, lick it. Not 
there up a bit. Oh yes, that's right that's good."

I felt her put her hand on my head to hold it in place, 
"Now use two fingers while you lick, oh that feels 
fantastic." I could smell her pussy, feel her juices on 
my fingers and I was proud of the fact I was making her 
moan. 

"Now put your tongue inside me again, feel the juices 
from my we pussy on your tongue, leave your fingers in 
there. Keep alternating between my clit and hole." I 
followed her instructions to the letter, tasting her 
sweet pussy juices as they flowed.

"When you are hard again, fuck me." 

What did she mean again? My cock had been rock solid all 
the way through the whole wonderful experience, even 
after cumming it had remained erect. I immediately 
stopped with my fingers and tongue and moved to get my 
cock close to her pussy. I felt her hand grab hold of my 
cock and guide it towards her pussy. As I entered her I 
felt the warmth and wetness of her pussy envelop my cock 
and I began to thrust back and forth.

"Slow down a bit," she said, "soft gentle strokes work 
best for me. Now kiss me. Put that mouth of yours onto 
mine, let me lick my juices off your tongue." Being 
French kissed is something I had never experienced 
before, and as her tongue was in my mouth I could feel 
the taste of my own spunk off it. Soon she ended the 
kiss and pushed my head down. "Suck my tits while you 
fuck me."

I could hear Miss Clarke pant each time I slid my cock 
inside her. It was wonderful, but all too brief, soon I 
was about to come again.

"I'm going to cum inside you," I gasped.

"Cum for me, cum for me, fuck me till you fill my cunt 
with your spunk, oh yes cum for me," Miss Clarke 
shouted.

"I'm cumming!!" I yelled as my cock unleashed a torrent 
of spunk inside her. As soon as I finished I collapsed 
on top of her, gasping deep breaths.

"Was that nice?" she asked. 

"Fantastic!" I responded. I rolled off her and lay back 
on the bed. That was my greatest orgasm ever, the 
previous leader, the one in Miss Clark's mouth had just 
moved into second place. Then something struck me. "Oh 
shit, what if..."

"It's ok, I'm on the contraceptive pill, we won't do 
what you parents did."

"That's a relief Miss Clarke, I didn't even think..."

"You're a man now, no longer a boy, so it's Emma not 
Miss Clarke." She smiled at me. "Of course in front of 
your parents it's still Miss Clarke - you don't want 
them to find out what we did do you?"

"No, they'd kill me!"

"I know what they say about your education being 
important, but what they failed to realise is that 
education is not just about bookwork, you needed to 
learn life skills too - maybe I should tell them..."

"Please don't!" I begged.

She smiled again. "Alright, on one condition," she said. 

"Anything!!"

"Every chance you get, every time you can, when you feel 
horny you come to me and fuck me. You learn how to 
pleasure a woman and I get my cunt filled by a hard cock 
and rivers of spunk."

She kissed me. "You need to realise however that this is 
just sex, you don't love me and I definitely don't love 
you but we can fuck whenever you want - but you need to 
be careful to make sure you keep this secret from your 
parents."

Of course I would agree. "Anytime I want to?"

"Anytime."

I smiled at her. "Miss Cl.. I mean Emma, how about right 
now?"

"You are a horny fucker! I'm going to enjoy this," she 
said as her hand reached between my legs to grab my 
cock.

THE GOOD GUY

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