Delilah's Summer of Sex

Delilah knew the minute she saw Mr. D licking and sucking Mrs. D’s hard nipples that she was going to enjoy working for them. This was her last summer vacation from college and her first real job. Mr. D was a writer and she was his secretary. The job came with both room and board and would save her a lot of money for her move to New York but still, when she moved in, she’d been miserable. Joe and Stan, her latest lovers, had kept her juicy cunt fucked hard all year and now she had nothing but her vibrator and her fingers to keep her satisfied. The first night, she’d gone crazy tweaking and playing with her nipples then rubbing her clit until she came. Delilah knew her body was hot — big full round DD tits, a tight ass, long legs — and she also knew she’d never make it through the long summer without a little help with her needy pussy. She’d even taken to undressing naked in front of the big window of the room the D’s had given her in hopes that someone passing by would see her sexy body and climb up the trellis to let her suck his cock. She was losing it.

So when she saw Mr D cupping Mrs. D’s tits in the kitchen, running his tongue around and around her nipples as Mrs. D moaned that he was making her wet, she thought, maybe the summer would be interesting after all. Delilah hid behind the door to watch them. Mrs D’s body was great even at forty-five and Mr D was handsome with a strong body and salt and pepper hair. Mr D pulled his mouth back from his wife’s hard nipples and used his fingers to pull on them. Mrs D gasped for him to fuck her “rightthatsecond”. But Mr. D shook his head, smiling. First he undressed her, pulling the open blouse from her shoulders, yanking her shorts and panties off. He took a moment to stroke her wet pussy with his fingers, to lick her ass before standing up again and unzipping his pants. When she saw the size of him, Delilah had to cover her mouth to hide her gasp. What a big long thick cock. She could feel her pussy clench, knew that her panties would be soaked in an instant. Mrs D got down on her knees and, grabbing her husband around the waist to hold onto his ass, began a fury of sucking. She wrapped her mouth around him and used her tongue to lick the head of his cock. Sometimes she pulled back to taste his balls. Delilah could see that Mrs D loved a good cock-sucking. She could also see that Mrs D was using a free hand to rub and stroke her own pussy. What a good idea, Delilah thought, and slipped her fingers inside her bathing suit. Delilah leaned back against the door, spreading her legs to give herself better access. She wished she had a cock to suck. Or, she thought, looking at Mrs. D’s round ass, a pussy to lick. Mmmm. Delilah used to her right hand to rub her clit and her left to get inside herself. Her cunt was so wet and hot… Mr. D pulled himself out of Mrs. D’s mouth before he came. Like they had done this many times before, Mrs. D got down on all fours, her sweet ass in the air, and Mr D knelt behind her. In an instant he was inside her. Delilah could see the look of ecstasy on Mrs. D’s face. Mr. D was a man who fucked hard, pounding in and out, just the way Deliliah liked it. It made her think of the way Joe and Stan would put one cock in her pussy and one in her mouth and just pump her until she was full of their cum. All Joe or Stan had to do was get her down on her hands and knees and she was wet before they ever even touched her. Delilah pulled a hand from her pussy to pull off her bathing suit. She needed to be able to touch her hardened nipples. Mr D was squeezing Mrs D’s ass as he fucked her and Delilah could see how much Mrs. D liked it. Touch her nipples, Delilah thought and, as if he heard her, Mr. D leaned forward to reach under and roll and squeeze Mrs. D’s round nubs between his fingers. Mrs. D screamed, “Fuck me. Oh, fuck me harder.” And Delilah was thrilled to see Mr. D oblige. Naked now in the hall, Delilah’s fingers were rubbing her stiff plump clit faster and faster. She was on the edge of orgasm. But it was not enough. Oh God, she wished it was her Mr D was fucking. Mr. D and Mrs. D were moving faster now, in unison. Mrs. D moaned and Mr D’s hips jerked. Jealously, Delilah watched them come. She pulled her fingers from her own pussy. It was no use. She wasn’t going to come on her own. She was just about to head upstairs when she heard the voice. “Delilah, please come in.” Deliliah froze. It was Mrs. D talking. They knew she was just outside the door watching. But how? Mr. D gave the answer. “We waited until we saw you coming back from the beach to make sure you would enjoy our little show.” Delilah’s mind reeled but her pussy was dripping and swollen. So, still naked, she walked into the room. Mrs. D looked like just the woman who’d enjoy licking and sucking a juicy cunt…