Adrian Noel LeChance

Lonely wife

CHAPTER ONE

HOT DAY IN ARIZONA

The day was hot, as most summer days are, in Southern Arizona. Not a breeze was blowing and the sun beat down mercilessly to bring the temperature up well over the 100 degree mark.

Randi Wallace lay, naked on the couch, with only a small fan blowing warm air over her. She longed for coolness, but because she was rubbing her hands over her sexy body she was only making herself hotter.

Randi wished that Dave, her husband, would walk in a catch her at her solitary game and get horny enough to want to fuck right there in the living room with the curtains opened and the neighbors watching. Randi wasn't just horny – she was a bit of an exhibitionist too.

The longer she thought of Dave and how he looked with no clothing on and a hard on that he needed to stick up inside of her, the worse she wanted to cum.

The only problem was that Dave had been transferred to an over seas position and he wouldn't be available to scratch that itch way up inside of her for several months.

Randi sighed in longing for Dave – or for any dude who wanted to fuck. Her whole body seemed inflamed and she needed release but she realized that she would have to adjust to not getting laid whenever she wanted.

Randi sat on the side of the couch and caught a view of herself in the big mirror. The reflection that she saw was one of a tall woman, big boned but slender. Her legs were long; sitting with them spread apart she looked at her own cunt and felt herself getting hotter.

She appraised her tits and thought to herself that for a woman of thirty she was in pretty damn good shape. Her boobs stood straight out from her body and the nipples were large and dark with the centers of erectable tissue sticking upward. As she thrust her back forward her tits pointed straight up and she was pleased with the picture of herself in the mirror.

She scooted forward to sit right at the edge of the couch and then she spread her legs as far apart as she could get them. Sitting there, in the most revealing position she could get in and still look at herself she knew that she would have to relieve herself.

She needed a fuck desperately but since one was not available to her she felt she would go crazy if she didn't finger fuck herself. She hadn't played with herself since she was a girl because she'd had boyfriends along the way who took care of her needs. And then Dave was the answer to her prayers.

She sat and thought for a moment about Dave and his big cock. The image that came to her mind was not of Dave and her but of Dave alone. She saw in her mental image her husband lying naked on a sandy beach jacking off and the image served only to make her need for relief even more.

Randi began to slide her hands up and down her naked body and she automatically began to squirm and respond to the touch of her own hand.

When she brought one hand to play with her already erect nipples, the other one went naturally to her cunt. While she manipulated the nipples with one hand she began to slide her finger in and out of herself. Immediately the heat increased and she began to ooze the magic fluid that smells and tastes so good, that gooey stuff that lubricates the channel of love.

As hot juices were seeping from her sex hungry cunt, she changed the finger fucking from a single digit to two, then three and finally all four fingers were bunched together and she was sliding most of their entire length in and out with vigor.

The hand that was working over her tits was hot and dry and even though it stimulated her, she remembered to lick her fingers and leave them slimy with her own spit, then when she began to squeeze and knead that sensitive tissue, the hot wetness from her own mouth added to the wonderful feelings.

The sexy lady had needed sex so badly that she came quickly. The combination of own fantasy, that of her naked husband jacking himself off on the beach, the fact that she was watching her solo performance in the mirror and her true physical need to come all combined to rush her into a powerful climax.

She began feeling the muscles contract and relax and she knew that she would soon be coming. Rather than just thrust in and out, in and out, Randi stopped for a brief moment and rubbed the swollen lump that was her clit. With just the tip of her index finger she excited herself to new heights. She rubbed and circled the little nub with her finger and when it seemed that she was going to come again, she stopped once more.

Without realizing it at first, Randi had begun to talk to herself; when she wasn't uttering words of endearment for her own ears she was groaning with the ecstasy that she was giving herself.

Finally, she closed her eyes to close out the image of herself in the mirror and she concentrated solely on getting off.

She thought only of her naked love and the feeling that she was giving to herself while she pumped first in and out and then stroked the hot little button that seemed to be the center of her nervous system.

She brought herself, time and again, right to the brink but each time she made herself wait. She wanted this orgasm to be a gut-wrenching, mind-blowing climax that would leave her satisfied.

After several minutes of thinking about Dave, she let her mind wander to an incident that had occurred years before and she dwelled on that sex fantasy for a while.

In the fantasy, Randi was standing under a bedroom window watching a man please his wife. She had passed through the couple's yard in search for her kitten and only accidentally saw the couple fucking. At first the eighteen year old girl was shocked and then curious, so she had backed up to stand in the shadows of a nearby tree and watch the sex show unfolding before her. The man inside was making passionate and tender love to the woman who lay receptive and eager beneath him.

Randi had watched in awe as the man had kissed the lady so passionately. She watched him fondle her and whisper softly in her ear. Although his voice was beyond the range of hearing, Randi knew that he was telling the lady what he was going to do to her because the woman cried out, "Oh, yes! Do it! Do it to me!"

Randi had become so aroused by the scene in the window that she had masturbated herself while she watched.

Now, that scene came back to her as she once more was masturbating herself. She continued to squirm and wiggle her ass about while she manipulated the wet and needy cunt that she still could see in the mirror.

While she continued to work on the now rigid clit and to massage the lips of her cunt, Randi watched a creamy river pour out of herself.

She needed to finish up because she was getting too excited to continue playing with herself and then prolong the pleasure. Her hips got into the action more, she continued thrusting back and forth to meet the pressures of her fingers and the pleasure was getting more intense by the moment.

Speaking aloud, Randi told herself, "Faster baby. Faster. In can take it, I can do it… I'm going to get it…" and with that she began to come.

What she experienced was not a simple, routine relief. She began to experience an orgasm that was so intense she cried out loud her pleasure. That the neighbors might hear her fingering herself into such delights was not a concern. She was too absorbed in the feelings.

Randi couldn't have cared less what the neighbors might think; she was too engrossed in the finger fucking she was giving herself to even consider the noises she was making.

She kept pumping her fingers in and out and within a couple of minutes she was cumming again. She began then to hammer her bunched up fingers into herself and the orgasm went on and on. Fluids gushed from her as she came and the slurping noises she made actually caused the climax to last longer.

The sounds she made changed from rational words to animal sounds of lust and pleasure, "Unnnnnhhh, oh, nnnnnnhhhhhh!"

At length Randi fell back exhausted and temporarily relieved. She knew that her solo sex sessions were not going to satisfy her; nothing would satisfy her until she had a big stiff cock stuffed up inside of her.

Dave was working in another part of the world; she was constantly horny so she knew she would have to find another man. But how? And where?

CHAPTER TWO

A NEIGHBORLY THING TO DO

Randi's neighbors had been nice to her since she and David had moved in but she always felt the women were on guard against intrusion by another woman.

Randi kind of resented the attitude of the neighbor ladies because she too was a married woman; and even though she wasn't living with her husband, she still had her values. She didn't believe in fucking married men. But single men? That was different.

In her present situation she granted herself permission to make it with a single guy if she could find one. Actually, the more she thought about it, the more she wondered if it would be so bad to get a quickie from a married man.

Randi pondered that question for some time and then told herself that married men probably wanted to have a quickie now and then too, so she reasoned that if she could find a man, any man, who was handsome enough and hung well enough, she was going to fuck him and disregard the marital status of herself and the man.

What Randi wanted was a man who was energetic and healthy so he could throw a fuck into her that would meet her needs and keep her calmed down for a while.

Randi knew that most of the good looking studs in town were already spoken for, so she thought; she decided to set up a meeting and get-together with a man, married or single, and she would get her needs met and she would simply do it so that no one found out.

Several days had passed and Randi had yet to find a man to bring home. She still resorted to fucking herself two or three times a day and then feeling vaguely unfulfilled.

She set about getting her house cleaned up and was in the process of moving the furniture around when she got her wish, quite by accident.

Randi was going to move the piano from one side of the living room to the other but she discovered that the big old wooden thing was simply too heavy for her to move alone. She walked out onto her front porch to see if any of her neighbors were around, hoping that she could enlist the help of someone to get the piano moved.

Much to her delight and surprise, Alex, her handsome next door single neighbor was in his driveway washing his little sports car. Randi stood and watched him for a while and she let her mind run wild while she watched. She knew at once how she would lure him the house, how she would get him hot and excited enough to fuck and she set her plan in motion at once.

She hurried into the house and changed quickly from her shorts and jersey into a bikini. Before she snapped the top piece into place she cut through the flimsy fabric with a razor blade so that only a couple of threads held it over her tits. She knew that when she got Alex inside and they began to move the piano together, the strain of her muscles would break the strings and she would stand there topless and act coy and embarrassed.

Anxious to get on with her plan, Randi rushed back to the front porch and called out to Alex, "Hi neighbor. Could you give me a hand when you get through washing to your little car?"

Alex stared as the sexy lady in the skimpy bathing suit for a moment; he could hardly believe his eyes, but he managed to answer, "Sure, be right there." He hurried to shut off the water and to put away the pail and sponges and then he rushed over to Randi's.

While he prepared to leave his car and come to help Randi, she had taken advantage of the moment and sat, slumped back on the lounge and presented him with a view of her crotch tightly wrapped in thin fabric. The lips of her cunt showed through the material as two separate mounds and she knew that Alex was probably a sex hungry stud who would have to look at the picture she presented him with, and want to see more.

Alex hurried up the steps and as soon as he got onto the porch with Randi he stopped dead still and stared, just as she had known he would.

"Gee, Mrs. Wallace, what is it I can do for you?" Alex croaked, his throat tight with immediate excitement.

"Oh, Alex, I was trying to push the piano across the room and I find I can't make the big old thing budge. Will you help me?"

"Oh, yeah. Anything. I'll do anything I can for you."

Randi wasn't surprised at his eagerness. His eyes had moved from the mounds in her bikini bottom to take in her barely contained tits in the tight little top.

Randi tried not to laugh. Poor Alex was tripping all over himself as they walked into the living room, he couldn't take his eyes off her body.

Once inside she explained where she wanted to move the piano to but Alex couldn't stop looking at her, all except her eyes. He just couldn't make himself look beyond the tits that were barely concealed. When he wasn't looking there he looked intently at the trim figure that tapered down into a sexy "V" of legs where the object of all men's desire's lay.

"I want to move it to the other side of the room," Randi told him. "Do you think we could manage that?"

"Oh, sure," Alex said, with his eyes once more locked onto her cleavage.

"Well, let's get started," Randi encouraged him. She was thrilled that her spur of the moment plan was working so well.

They got at opposite ends of the piano and began tugging and pushing at it. Soon… sooner than Randi had planned, the strings broke.

Without the strap to hold her heavy tits in place they popped free, the flimsy piece of fabric falling to the floor.

"Oh, dear," Randi gushed, "I'm so embarrassed."

Alex didn't say a word. He stood there with his mouth hanging open and stared at Randi big boobs.

Randi hadn't planned this far ahead so she adlibbed her plan. She looked down at Alex's crotch and sure enough she saw what she expected… a bulge under the zipper.

Now it was Randi's turn to stare. While Alex ogled her naked tits, she stared at the big bulge in his pants. At once she felt her pussy getting warm and wet. She was becoming hot, wet and she was swelling down there with the excitement.

She watched as the bulge grew and grew. It moved, almost with a mind of its own, from just under his zipper to pop up even bigger and stiffer in the right pant leg.

Alex obviously wanted Randi. He stood near paralyzed with his own horniness. He was starting to breath hard and as he stared at Randi, her nipples became erect, like his cock.

She walked over to him, big melon shaped tits quivering with each step. She stood so close to him that she could feel his hot breath on her sensitive skin.

"Alex, feel me if you want to. Touch me," she whispered. He tried to say something but he could not. Randi took his hands and lifted them to her chest, she squeezed his hands briefly and then laid them, palm down, on her tits.

"Do you like them, Alex?" she asked.

"Oh. I like them. I love them," he giggled like a boy.

Randi leaned back against the piano and allowed Alex to feel all he wanted. He was nervous at first, but it didn't take long before his lust overpowered his shyness and he leaned forward to take her nipples into his mouth. The first one got a fluttery little kiss, the other got a wet kiss, then the first one got sucked on, then the other one he licked with relish. He became more and more eager; and the longer he worked on her tits, the harder he became.

As Alex licked and sucked on her nipples, Randi reached to his crotch and pulled down the zipper. He wasn't wearing any underwear so she could feel the big organ with her finger tips but it was too long to pull it out.

Randi slipped her hand inside the pants and felt the length and thickness of Alex's cock. The heat and stiffness of his cock made her instantly hotter. She thought that she might even get in a quick climax by squeezing her thighs together while he suckled her tits.

Alex, though, had made plans too. His plans were made on the spot so he didn't have a prearranged line of gab as Randi had. He simply took his hands away from Randi's body long enough to unbuckle his belt and open the snap to allow his pants to fall to his ankles.

With nothing between his crotch and Randi's hand he got a great groping. She was so hungry for dick that she clamped onto his cock at once and began to pump it up and down. Alex returned to the task of trying to devour Randi's tits.

They remained that way for a time until both of them were so hot they couldn't wait anymore.

It was Randi who spoke first, "Please, Alex, let's go into the bedroom."

Alex didn't answer verbally. He picked her up and holding her cradled in his arms, stepped out of his pants and left them lying in the floor. Then he carried her to the bedroom.

Alex leaned over to sit Randi on the side of the bed and when he stood up his cock stuck straight out from his body, directly in line with Randi's face.