Wendy pulled into the parking lot and parked her car. She looked out at the young men sitting on the park bench and her mind went into overdrive. There were four of them, all sitting on a picnic table or bench. Her fingers casually slid down her cleavage as she checked them each out. Tall and fit and, most important, they were young. College age, perhaps, and in youthful prime. They will definitely be strong enough to help her move the outdoor furniture by her pool.
She exited the car and adjusted her skirt, ensuring enough exposure of her long, shapely legs. Daily workouts kept her body toned and fit. She unbuttoned one more button on her blouse and casually walked over to the table.
All four heads looked up as she sauntered over to them. The boys’ eyes moved over her body and she immediately felt her nipples harden and the first drops of moisture hit her lips. These boys will definitely be able to fill her needs.
“I’m looking to hire a couple of strong, young men to move some outdoor furniture for me” she began. “I will, of course, be paying you for your time. Are any of you interested?”
The four boys all stood up, ready to offer up their services.
Wendy leaned back on the edge of the table and hopped up onto it. Her skirt riding up her thighs, exposing the tops of her nylons just enough.
“Have a seat and we can figure out which of you will come with me” she commanded.
All four boys sat on the grass facing Wendy.
Wendy shifted ever so slightly, her legs spreading as she did, giving them the briefest glimpse of he now glistening, smooth lips.
“Ma’am” one of the boys stammered, “we will be happy to help you but you don’t need to pay us.”
“Nonsense” Wendy began. If you are doing hard labor, you should get something in return.
“I’m sure we can work something out” the dark skinned latino boy responded with a snicker.
Wendy looked them over and pointed to the latino and said “you pick the other.” She then handed him a slip of paper with her address on it and told them to be there in one hour.
Wendy hopped off the table, smoothed her skirt down over her legs and slowly strode back to her car. She knew the boys were all staring at her so, as she got into the car she turned, pulling one leg, then the other slowly into the car. The boys all smiled and waved as she flashed them one last time before slamming the door and driving off to prepare for their arrival.
Exactly one hour later, the doorbell chimed. Wendy opened the door wearing light grey yoga pants and a white tank top. Her nipples were already hard, the tank top fabric stretch tight around them. Without panties, the yoga pants showed every curve of her body, riding slightly up between her ass cheeks and lips.
“Thank you so much for coming, I’m Wendy” she said, reaching out her hand. The Latino gently shook her hand, introducing himself as Juan before turning to his friend and giving his name, Jim.
“Well boys, I’ve got some furniture out by the pool that needs to be relocated and, with my husband out of town, I am unable to do so alone.”
Juan smiled and said they should be able to put it wherever she needs it.
Wendy smiled and led them out back.
The boys whispered to each other as they ogled her heart shaped ass.
She showed them the table and chairs that needed relocating. She showed them where they needed to go, explaining that the table should be moved first.
The boys moved the chairs out of the way and Wendy went off to the kitchen to grab them some beers. When she came back outside, Juan and Jim were shirtless. Their muscles straining as they slowly walked the table to the other side of the yard. Wendy sat on one of the chairs and watched, her mind racing as she thought about those strong hands on her as they ran their mouths over her body.
The sun beat down on her, and the boys, as they struggled with the table. She took a big sip from a glass of water and let some of the water spill over her body. The water slid down between her breasts, the front of her tank top soaking up the liquid, making her rock hard nipples visible. She smiled and glanced down, between her legs, and noticed that there was a small wet spot forming between her legs.
Juan and Jim came over and grabbed their beers. As Juan took a healthy swig from his bottle, Wendy took a good look at his light brown skin. Sweat dripped down his body, further highlighting his toned muscles.
Jim took a drink and said “Wendy, you look a bit overheated. Maybe you should go inside so you don’t pass ou.” Juan coughed and said “yes, let’s get you inside.”
Wendy stood and took the boys by the hand. “Help me please, I feel a bit wobbly from all this heat.”
The boys led her inside, into the living room and helped her onto the couch. Juan ran back outside and grabbed the water and glass as Jim grabbed the beers. Jim then went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. He ran the towel under the faucet and went back into the living room. Juan was sitting next to Wendy, his hand on her back as he helped her with the water. Jim sat down and gently ran the towel along the back of Wendy’s neck.
A moan slipped from her lips and she smiled. “That feels so good Jim. Can you also get the front of my neck?”
Jim slowly brought the towel around and, as Wendy lifted her chin, he ran the towel down her neck and over her chest.
Wendy dropped her hands down on each boy’s lap, her fingers immediately finding both boys erections.
Wendy caressed each boy’s erection, feeling them grow under her touch. Her slender fingers wrapped around them, softly stroking each boy as their hands began moving over her body. Juan leaned in and kissed her neck as his fingers traced her nipple. Jim, seeing this, did the same. Both mouths kissing and nibbling her neck as they pinched and teased her nipples through her tank top.
Wendy lifted her hands up from the boys’ cocks and sat forward. “I’m married. I can’t be doing this” she exclaimed.
Juan looked at her and smiled. “Of course you can. You’re hungry for cock, I can see it on your face.” “Tell me the truth, you’re a little slut and you want our cocks in you, don’t you?”
Wendy looked at Juan, then at Jim, before looking back at Juan and saying “yes, I do.”
Juan stood up and pulled his pants down. Six inches of cock bobbed up and down in front of Wendy’s face. She turned to Jim who then stood and pulled his pants down, releasing eight inches of thick cock.
Wendy stood up and removed her tank top, and then her yoga pants. Juan ran a hand down along her body, his fingers sliding between her pussy lips.
“You really are a slut, aren’t you Wendy?”
“Yes Juan, for you, I am” she said as she sat back down on the couch.
The boys took their places beside her and Wendy’s hands went right to their cocks. Her fingers wrapped around their cocks and started moving slowly up and down their shafts.
Juan and Jim each leaned over, kissing her breasts. Juan traced his tongue around her left nipple as Jim took her right nipple in his mouth, sucking gently.
Wendy felt their hands on her thighs as she quickened the pace on their cocks. Both boys’ fingers found her pussy. She was soaked. Jim began stroking her clit as Juan slid one, then two fingers inside her.
Jim sucked harder on her nipple, his teeth scraping as it pulled into his mouth. Juan stood up and got on his knees on the couch. His cock bobbing up and down near Wendy’s face. She looked at it, her eyes moving up and down as his cock moved up and down. Her tongue wet her lips as Juan slipped a hand behind her hear.
“I bet you’ve got lots of experience sucking cock.” “Does the slut want my cock in her mouth?” he asked.
Wendy mumbled “please” before slowly sliding her mouth over his cock.
Her tongue pressing under the head of his cock, Wendy moved her mouth slowly up and down Juan’s shaft. She slipped a hand around him, gripping his ass as she guided him in and out of her mouth. As she took him deep into the back of her through she felt hands on her thighs, parting her legs, and then a mouth pressed into her pussy. Jim’s tongue slid slowly up and down over her clit as his thumbs parted her lips
Wendy drapes a leg over Jim’s shoulder as he slips two fingers into her wetness. His tongue moves in circles around her clit as she moves her head faster over Juan’s throbbing cock. A moan vibrates around Juan’s cock and he thrusts harder into her mouth.
She looks down and sees Jim pulling out his cock. He’s slowly stroking himself as she pushes the head of his cock into her. He grabs her hips and eases into her, slowly at first and then, with each thrust, he slides deeper inside her.
Jim starts rubbing his thumb over Wendy’s clit as he drives his cock into her. Juan is practically fucking her face as he thrusts his hips faster and faster. “Jim, let’s fill her mouth and pussy at the same time and see if Wendy is the whore that we think she is.”
Upon hearing this, Wendy sucks harder on Juan’s cock. She takes his balls in her hand, caressing them as she runs her tongue around the head of his cock.
Jim is moving faster, pulling Wendy’s legs up a bit off the couch as he slams into her. She feels his cock swell and Just as she feels him flooding her pussy. She sucks harder on Juan and his cock twitches in her mouth. She’s swallowing frantically as he comes in her mouth.
Juans looks down, pinches her nipple and says “not a drop slipped out, you really are one hell of slut Wendy.” And that is all she needs. Wendy’s pussy clamps around around Jim’s fading erection. Wave of after wave of pulsing contractions pull her over the edge.
Jim slides out of her and the boys begin dressing. Wendy slips a towel around her body and walks them to the door. She gives Juan her cell and asks him to text her so she can arrange to have them back so they can finish the moving job.
Once they’ve gone, Wendy puts on a string bikini and goes out by the pool. She closes her eyes, feeling the sun warm her skin as she basks in the soft afterglow of her orgasm. The heat from the sun fades and she realizes she’s in the shade. She opens her eyes and standing over her is her neighbor, Scott.
Scott is an older man, living alone after his divorce. He’s a nice enough guy, decent looking and friendly but why is he here?
“Scott? What are you doing here?” she asks.
“I saw those boys come over Wendy. I thought you might have trouble brewing but it looks more like your husband does. I saw it all. Does your husband know how you fill your days when he’s traveling for business?”
“No, Scott, he doesn’t and we need to keep it that way” Wendy stammered.
“Well then, we need to figure out how to keep this a secret” he replied.
That was when Wendy noticed his arousal. His cock was hard as a rock and practically tearing through his shorts.
Scott saw her eyes move to his cock and smiled. “Wendy, if you’re going to be the town slut for the young boys, you will also be the slutty neighbor to keep me from spilling the beans with your husband. Take off the suit so I can see that cum filled pussy.”

the full story so far.


Wendy pulled into the parking lot and parked her car. She looked out at the young men sitting on the park bench and her mind went into overdrive. There were four of them, all sitting on a picnic table or bench. Her fingers casually slid down her cleavage as she checked them each out. Tall and fit and, most important, they were young. College age, perhaps, and in youthful prime. They will definitely be strong enough to help her move the outdoor furniture by her pool.
She exited the car and adjusted her skirt, ensuring enough exposure of her long, shapely legs. Daily workouts kept her body toned and fit. She unbuttoned one more button on her blouse and casually walked over to the table.
All four heads looked up as she sauntered over to them. The boys’ eyes moved over her body and she immediately felt her nipples harden and the first drops of moisture hit her lips. These boys will definitely be able to fill her needs.
“I’m looking to hire a couple of strong, young men to move some outdoor furniture for me” she began. “I will, of course, be paying you for your time. Are any of you interested?”
The four boys all stood up, ready to offer up their services.
Wendy leaned back on the edge of the table and hopped up onto it. Her skirt riding up her thighs, exposing the tops of her nylons just enough.
“Have a seat and we can figure out which of you will come with me” she commanded.
All four boys sat on the grass facing Wendy.
Wendy shifted ever so slightly, her legs spreading as she did, giving them the briefest glimpse of he now glistening, smooth lips.
“Ma’am” one of the boys stammered, “we will be happy to help you but you don’t need to pay us.”
“Nonsense” Wendy began. If you are doing hard labor, you should get something in return.
“I’m sure we can work something out” the dark skinned Latino boy responded with a snicker.
Wendy looked them over and pointed to the Latino and said “you pick the other.” She then handed him a slip of paper with her address on it and told them to be there in one hour.
Wendy hopped off the table, smoothed her skirt down over her legs and slowly strode back to her car. She knew the boys were all staring at her so, as she got into the car she turned, pulling one leg, then the other slowly into the car. The boys all smiled and waved as she flashed them one last time before slamming the door and driving off to prepare for their arrival.
Exactly one hour later, the doorbell chimed. Wendy opened the door wearing light grey yoga pants and a white tank top. Her nipples were already hard, the tank top fabric stretch tight around them. Without panties, the yoga pants showed every curve of her body, riding slightly up between her ass cheeks and lips.
“Thank you so much for coming, I’m Wendy” she said, reaching out her hand. The Latino gently shook her hand, introducing himself as Juan before turning to his friend and giving his name, Jim.
“Well boys, I’ve got some furniture out by the pool that needs to be relocated and, with my husband out of town, I am unable to do so alone.”
Juan smiled and said they should be able to put it wherever she needs it.
Wendy smiled and led them out back.
The boys whispered to each other as they ogled her heart shaped ass.
She showed them the table and chairs that needed relocating. She showed them where they needed to go, explaining that the table should be moved first.
The boys moved the chairs out of the way and Wendy went off to the kitchen to grab them some beers. When she came back outside, Juan and Jim were shirtless. Their muscles straining as they slowly walked the table to the other side of the yard. Wendy sat on one of the chairs and watched, her mind racing as she thought about those strong hands on her as they ran their mouths over her body.
The sun beat down on her, and the boys, as they struggled with the table. She took a big sip from a glass of water and let some of the water spill over her body. The water slid down between her breasts, the front of her tank top soaking up the liquid, making her rock hard nipples visible. She smiled and glanced down, between her legs, and noticed that there was a small wet spot forming between her legs.
Juan and Jim came over and grabbed their beers. As Juan took a healthy swig from his bottle, Wendy took a good look at his light brown skin. Sweat dripped down his body, further highlighting his toned muscles.
Jim took a drink and said “Wendy, you look a bit overheated. Maybe you should go inside so you don’t pass out.” Juan coughed and said “yes, let’s get you inside.”
Wendy stood and took the boys by the hand. “Help me please, I feel a bit wobbly from all this heat.”
The boys led her inside, into the living room and helped her onto the couch. Juan ran back outside and grabbed the water and glass as Jim grabbed the beers. Jim then went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. He ran the towel under the faucet and went back into the living room. Juan was sitting next to Wendy, his hand on her back as he helped her with the water. Jim sat down and gently ran the towel along the back of Wendy’s neck.
A moan slipped from her lips and she smiled. “That feels so good Jim. Can you also get the front of my neck?”
Jim slowly brought the towel around and, as Wendy lifted her chin, he ran the towel down her neck and over her chest.
Wendy dropped her hands down on each boy’s lap, her fingers immediately finding both boys erections.
Wendy caressed each boy’s erection, feeling them grow under her touch. Her slender fingers wrapped around them, softly stroking each boy as their hands began moving over her body. Juan leaned in and kissed her neck as his fingers traced her nipple. Jim, seeing this, did the same. Both mouths kissing and nibbling her neck as they pinched and teased her nipples through her tank top.
Wendy lifted her hands up from the boys’ cocks and sat forward. “I’m married. I can’t be doing this” she exclaimed.
Juan looked at her and smiled. “Of course you can. You’re hungry for cock, I can see it on your face.” “Tell me the truth, you’re a little slut and you want our cocks in you, don’t you?”
Wendy looked at Juan, then at Jim, before looking back at Juan and saying “yes, I do.”
Juan stood up and pulled his pants down. Six inches of cock bobbed up and down in front of Wendy’s face. She turned to Jim who then stood and pulled his pants down, releasing eight inches of thick cock.
Wendy stood up and removed her tank top, and then her yoga pants. Juan ran a hand down along her body, his fingers sliding between her lips.
“You really are a slut, aren’t you Wendy?”
“Yes Juan, for you, I am” she said as she sat back down on the couch.
The boys took their places beside her and Wendy’s hands went right to their cocks. Her fingers wrapped around their cocks and started moving slowly up and down their shafts.
Juan and Jim each leaned over, kissing her breasts. Juan traced his tongue around her left nipple as Jim took her right nipple in his mouth, sucking gently.
Wendy felt their hands on her thighs as she quickened the pace on their cocks. Both boys’ fingers found her snatch. She was soaked. Jim began stroking her clit as Juan slid one, then two fingers inside her.
Jim sucked harder on her nipple, his teeth scraping as it pulled into his mouth. Juan stood up and got on his knees on the couch. His cock bobbing up and down near Wendy’s face. She looked at it, her eyes moving up and down as his cock moved up and down. Her tongue wet her lips as Juan slipped a hand behind her hear.
“I bet you’ve got lots of experience sucking cock.” “Does the slut want my cock in her mouth?” he asked.
Wendy mumbled “please” before slowly sliding her mouth over his cock.
Her tongue pressing under the head of his cock, Wendy moved her mouth slowly up and down Juan’s shaft. She slipped a hand around him, gripping his ass as she guided him in and out of her mouth. As she took him deep into the back of her through she felt hands on her thighs, parting her legs, and then a mouth pressed into her pussy. Jim’s tongue slid slowly up and down over her clit as his thumbs parted her lips
Wendy drapes a leg over Jim’s shoulder as he slips two fingers into her wetness. His tongue moves in circles around her clit as she moves her head faster over Juan’s throbbing cock. A moan vibrates around Juan’s cock and he thrusts harder into her mouth.
She looks down and sees Jim pulling out his cock. He’s slowly stroking himself as she pushes the head of his cock into her. He grabs her hips and eases into her, slowly at first and then, with each thrust, he slides deeper inside her.
Jim starts rubbing his thumb over Wendy’s clit as he drives his cock into her. Juan is practically fucking her face as he thrusts his hips faster and faster. “Jim, let’s fill her mouth and pussy at the same time and see if Wendy is the whore that we think she is.”
Upon hearing this, Wendy sucks harder on Juan’s cock. She takes his balls in her hand, caressing them as she runs her tongue around the head of his cock.
Jim is moving faster, pulling Wendy’s legs up a bit off the couch as he slams into her. She feels his cock swell and Just as she feels him flooding her pussy. She sucks harder on Juan and his cock twitches in her mouth. She’s swallowing frantically as he comes in her mouth.
Juans looks down, pinches her nipple and says “not a drop slipped out, you really are one hell of slut Wendy.” And that is all she needs. Wendy’s pussy clamps around around Jim’s fading erection. Wave of after wave of pulsing contractions pull her over the edge.
Jim slides out of her and the boys begin dressing. Wendy slips a towel around her body and walks them to the door. She gives Juan her cell and asks him to text her so she can arrange to have them back so they can finish the moving job.
Once they’ve gone, Wendy puts on a string bikini and goes out by the pool. She closes her eyes, feeling the sun warm her skin as she basks in the soft afterglow of her orgasm. The heat from the sun fades and she realizes she’s in the shade. She opens her eyes and standing over her is her neighbor, Scott.
Scott is an older man, living alone after his divorce. He’s a nice enough guy, decent looking and friendly but why is he here?
“Scott? What are you doing here?” she asks.
“I saw those boys come over Wendy. I thought you might have trouble brewing but it looks more like your husband does. I saw it all. Does your husband know how you fill your days when he’s traveling for business?”
“No, Scott, he doesn’t and we need to keep it that way” Wendy stammered.
“Well then, we need to figure out how to keep this a secret” he replied.
That was when Wendy noticed his arousal. His cock was hard as a rock and practically tearing through his shorts.
Scott saw her eyes move to his cock and smiled. “Wendy, if you’re going to be the town slut for the young boys, you will also be the slutty neighbor to keep me from spilling the beans with your husband. Take off the suit so I can see that cum filled pussy.”