Chapter Eight
The rest of the week went along in much the same manner. A frustratingly horny day at work followed by me finding somewhere to park that had the slight risk of being caught. I would strip naked and make myself cum, sometimes more than once, before driving home naked.
I was now spending as much time as I could naked around the house. I was doing things that I never would have dreamed of doing naked before, including one memorable occasion where I took the rubbish out to the bin completely naked. Admittedly, I waited until it was dark outside first but there was every chance of someone driving past and lighting me up with their headlights. If the neighbours heard the sound of me out there and looked, they would have seen all I had to offer as I returned to the front door where there was a light glowing above it.
I was so aroused by this act of exhibitionism that I was soaked and on the verge of coming while standing on the doorstep to get inside. I was no more than two steps inside the front door after closing it behind me when I could wait no longer. My right hand was between my legs making squelching sounds in my pussy as my left hand pinched my nipple hard enough to hurt. I came so hard that I found myself on my knees panting with no recollection of how exactly I had got there.
I removed my soaked hand from my crotch and got back to my feet. I made my way on wobbly legs to the shower and soaked my body until my mind was functioning again. I then crawled into bed, loving the feel of the fresh sheets on my clean, naked skin. I sent Luke a message telling him all about the evening's adventure and the resulting orgasm. The messages went back and forth between us for a while until he called me. We then talked and listened to each other's ideas and fantasies until it culminated with us both having orgasms. I told him good night and promptly fell asleep.
For most of my adult life, I have been a very light sleeper. I would wake up at noises outside and usually wake up early before my alarm had gone off. Not lately though. I have been going to bed earlier and sleeping like a log since this all began. Not even stirring until my alarm rudely dragged me out of whatever fantasy I was having or reliving at the time. It meant I was feeling quite refreshed, relaxed and happy now. Being desired and lusted after added to my sense of well-being too. So much so that people were commenting on how happy and radiant I was looking. One lady at work even went so far as to ask what my secret was. I laughed as I imagined telling her the detailed truth and watching the look of shock on her face but for obvious reasons, I refrained.
All day Friday I was smiling. Luke kept sending me messages, telling me the things he was going to do to me over the weekend. I was like an excited schoolgirl, well, one with a very wet pussy all day anyway. All I could think was, I hope he has the stamina he's going to need to do all the things he says he's going to do.
On my way home I made my obligatory stop, this time at the lake where I did the first time. I was almost begging for someone to catch me this time. I pulled up, deliberately parking in a position where I couldn't just drive away in a hurry, angling the car so that I would have to do a three-point turn to leave. I stripped naked and felt a sense of relief at getting these constricting clothes off. I was running my hands over my body, watching a woman walk past my car with her dog on a leash. She was no more than a car length away from me but she paid no notice of me at all.
I spread my legs apart and began teasing my nipples and pussy with gentle touches. It soon escalated and I was slowly fucking myself with two fingers. It was so good and so nasty but something was lacking. I wanted more. More of what I don't know, just more. I wanted to be extra slutty. I removed my fingers from my pussy and smeared my cum over my nipples then sucked my fingers clean.
It was a warm day and there was a mild breeze rippling the grass and the water. I wanted, no I needed to feel that breeze on my skin. I thought of winding the window down then threw caution to the wind. I opened the door, a crack at first but it kept closing itself so I pushed it all the way open. I had to place one foot out onto the grass and lean a long way out to open it that far. Anyone in the vicinity would know at a glance that I was completely naked in there. I felt the excitement in me rise at the thought of being seen like this.
I stayed that way, legs spread wide apart, one bare foot out of the car and two fingers buried deep in my sloshing pussy. I was once again making a lot of noise pounding into myself and added to that were my grunts and sighs. I had reached the point of not caring if I was seen, in fact wanting to be seen. My imagination brought the jogger from last week back and this time he stopped and stood in the doorway of my car watching me pound my pussy. His shorts came down and he stroked his hard, throbbing cock right in front of me. I wanted him to do it. I wanted to watch as his cum burst forth from him and splash all over my naked body. I wanted strangers to cum all over me. As I had this last thought I rolled over the edge and tumbled into an orgasm that took my breath away.
I was coming down from the high when I suddenly became self-conscious and clambered to get my leg back into the car and closed the door. I had a good look around to see if anyone had noticed. I couldn't see anyone but I quickly put my seatbelt on anyway and drove off home. Along the way, I thought about what I had just done. I couldn't believe I was becoming so brazen. I was so shocked at my behaviour that I got a fit of the giggles that didn't stop until after I was safe back in my garage at home.
That night I had a glass of wine with dinner followed by a long soak in the bath. I preened and pampered myself in ways that I haven't in years. I shaved everything that I felt needed it. My legs, my armpits and the majority of my pussy, leaving a strip above my slit that I trimmed and tamed. I moisturised my entire body and felt supremely relaxed by the time I went to bed. I was so relaxed and felt so good by then that I fell asleep without the assistance of an orgasm for the first time in weeks.
I awoke to the sun streaming in through the window of my bedroom. It was a beautiful clear day with bright blue skies and the sun was warming my naked body as I lay stretched out across the bed. I had kicked the sheets off me during the night and there was a gentle breeze of fresh air blowing across me from the opened window. I remembered that Luke was coming today and a lazy grin spread across my face as I thought about all the things he had said he was going to do to me. If I was a cat I would be purring.
I sat up in bed and then eventually got to my feet. The scent of freshly cut grass hit my nose and at the same time, I realised there was a steady hum going through the neighbourhood. I looked down from my vantage as I stretched languidly in front of the open window. It was the picture of suburban normality if there was such a thing. Several of my neighbours were out mowing their lawns and some were just pottering around in their gardens. Washing lines were full of clothes and sheets while a couple of the families down the road a bit were packing their cars for a day trip to the beach or the lake.
As much as I'm not your classic suburban mother, or maybe I am and my perception of normal is off, I had to smile at the Norman Rockwell-like scene before me. It felt so right and somehow so wrong to be standing here before my open window completely naked. I felt both immersed in the scene and separate from it at the same time.
I stood watching for a while, slowly rubbing the palms of my hands up and down my silky-smooth body and enjoying the sensation. My nipples had hardened at the first touch and my skin had become extra sensitive to the breeze coming through the window. I wondered if any of my neighbours were watching me. I was becoming moist just from thinking about it but I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted every orgasm I had today to be wrung from my willing body by Luke.
I made a real effort to remove my hands from my body. I leaned forward and placed them on the window frame, as much to keep them busy and not touching me as it was to show myself off. I began to do some basic stretches, limbering up my muscles which, although not stiff were not loose either.
I made my way back downstairs and sat at the table having breakfast. I looked out to the neighbour's house wondering if they could see me then remembered with some disappointment that they were away at the moment.
I spent the rest of the morning just pottering around the house trying to kill the time until Luke got here. It was frustrating because I had already done everything that needed doing and he still wasn't here yet. I was starting to get antsy. I was obsessively checking my phone like a high school girl. Then finally a message came through.
'Sorry I couldn't get back to you straight away, I have been driving. Have just stopped to get fuel. I will be there in about forty-five minutes if the traffic behaves.
'Just so you know, this is how I am waiting for you.'
I took a photo of myself in the full-length mirror in the bedroom and attached it to the message. Seconds later my phone beeped again.
'Fuck the speed limits I'll be there in half an hour.'
I chuckled. That was more like the response I wanted.
'Just get here alive and with a hard cock. I need it.'
There was no response and I imagined him peeling out of the service station with smoke coming from the tyres. God, it felt so good to be wanted.
He didn't quite make it in the thirty minutes he had said but he wasn't far off it. I heard the car come to a halt in the driveway and the door slam. I looked out the window to be certain it was Luke then walked to the door. Before he could even knock I threw it open. Standing there in front of the world, completely naked and damn near dripping with desire for this fit, young man.
He stopped, his arm half raised to knock and his eyes feasted upon me. Drinking in every square inch of my naked, freshly shaved body. He let out a bestial growl and stalked in through the door. Our eyes never left each other and there was a darkness that shaded his eyes that was quite animalistic. He was a predator and I was his most willing prey. I stepped back as he stepped forward. His arm shot out and flung the door shut behind him and still, his eyes never left mine. I had goose flesh all over my body and a shiver ran through me despite the warm day.
He growled again and he closed the distance between us. His arm went around my waist and I practically melted at his touch. He pulled me into him and pressed my entire body against his. His lips met mine and scorched me with possibly the most passionate kiss of my life. I could feel the depth of his desire for me in that kiss and it scared me a little.
His hands were encapsulating me. He felt so big and strong even if he was only half my age. One hand seemed to cover my entire lower back and the other had a firm grip on my ass, kneading it like bread. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back with as much desire as I could put into it. He squeezed me tighter and lifted me. I wrapped my legs around his hips and felt his hard cock press against my pussy. I had to have him. Now. I released my kiss.
“Fuck me now. You can make love to me later but I need you to fuck me right now.”
Luke didn't say a word. He walked over to the timber coffee table in the middle of the lounge room, bent forward and placed me on it. He then stepped back, kicked his shoes off and stripped naked. The whole time his eyes never left mine and mine only left his to watch his hard cock spring into sight right before me. He stepped forward and I leaned back. He hooked his arms under my knees forcing my legs back and my ass up as he leaned forward. I reached down and grabbed his cock to guide it into me.
I was so wet and ready that he could have just plunged straight into me but he didn't. Once his head was inside me he hesitated then slowly he began to slide into me. I was way too impatient for that. I needed to be filled by his cock immediately. He was about halfway in when I tilted my hips further and lifted my ass, impaling myself on his cock.
We moaned in unison as my pussy was stretched open and began to pulse and twitch around his cock. I could see the look of concentration on his face as he tried not to cum straight away. I had no such qualms. My pussy began to twitch almost immediately and I could feel it rippling, trying to milk the cum from his cock. I began rocking my hips which made my clit rub against his pubic bone and that was all it took. My first orgasm washed over me and it was delightful.
I was panting and mewling softly as it began to ebb away and then Luke began to fuck me in earnest. Within two or three strokes he worked up a good strong rhythm and was pounding into me. It felt like he was trying to drive his cock through me and I loved it. I was humping back, meeting every one of his thrusts with one of my own. Our bodies were slapping together, I could smell the scent of sex and sweat and I was so turned on. My arms were around his neck as he ploughed into me and my eyes were still locked on his.
“Yes. That's it, Luke. Fucking pound my pussy! Fuck me hard. Fill me with your cum.”
His rhythm sped up and I knew he loved me talking dirty to him. I could feel another orgasm building in me and it was a much bigger one than before. It was growing with every sweaty slap of our bodies. Like he was inflating my orgasm with his cock.
“Yes, Luke. Fuck me full.”
I could see the moment his orgasm began to approach. He was fucking me even harder and faster now. The coffee table was making dangerous creaking sounds with every thrust and unsolicited grunts and moans were escaping me at the same tempo. Faster and harder he went until my orgasm began to roll over me.
“Fuck yes! I want your cum now, Luke!”
I was yelling loud enough for the whole neighbourhood to hear. Then Luke practically roared as he came. He thrust one last time, deep into me and I felt his cum erupt from his body. Pouring out against my cervix, filling me up and then leaking out of me. It was glorious.
I felt so slutty and good until Luke couldn't hold himself up anymore and collapsed forward onto me. I loved the feeling of his weight and his sweaty body against mine until with a sudden crack the coffee table gave out beneath us. I screamed as we fell and when we hit the floor the wind was knocked right out of me. We hit together with an oomph sound. At the same moment, Luke's cock and all the cum he had just deposited in me burst out with a wet farting sound.
I was winded, mortified at the sound and mess my body had just made and had a fit of giggles at the absurdity of what had just happened. At first, Luke was trying to make sure I was okay, but he was soon laughing along with me. It wasn't until I caught my breath that we managed to untangle our bodies. I looked him over as he stood up and that was when I noticed the blood running down his leg.
“Oh, shit. Luke, are you okay?”
He just laughed and looked confused.
“I'm alright, you're the one who took the brunt of that. Well, you and the coffee table.”
“No, I mean your leg.”
He looked down at where I was pointing and noticed the blood coming out of his leg. It was coming out at a steady rate glugging with each beat of his heart and was now pooling around his foot.
“Oh, shit. I hadn't noticed.”
Finally, my mind seemed to find traction. I braced my hands and tried to stand up. I got almost to my feet and then slipped in the mess that had been ejected from me at the impact of our fall. Luke reached out and caught me before I could tumble to the ground. I reached out to him at the same moment. We managed to stay on our feet and not do any further injuries to ourselves although I noticed Luke wince in pain as he took my weight.
"Wait here I'll be right back." I took off towards the bathroom. I wet a facecloth with warm water, grabbed a towel and ran back to him. The whole time I was thinking, this is going to be so hard to explain if I have to call an ambulance.
I got back to Luke and knelt next to him. I was in care mode now and wanted to make sure he was okay but seeing his semi-flaccid cock, covered in our cum right next to my face was a treat that I really wanted to enjoy. Raising his blood pressure right now would be a bad idea though.
“How are you feeling, Luke?”
“I'm fine. It hurts a little but I'm alright.”
“You're not dizzy or faint?”
He chuckled.
“I'm a bit tougher than that. I can handle a bit of blood.”
“Well, this is quite a bit of blood actually and I don't want you to fall over and injure yourself again. Are you right to stand at the moment?”
“Yeah, I'm fine.”
I was gently wiping around the wound to see how much damage there was. It wasn't a huge gash but it was deep and would require stitches.
“Well, the good news is we don't need to call an ambulance. The bad news is, you are going to need stitches. It doesn't look like there is anything stuck in there but it will need cleaning out anyway. Looks like we will be making a trip to the hospital.”
“Oh, you're kidding.”
“Nope. Sorry, Luke.”
I got him to hold the towel firm against his leg to stop the flow of blood while I went and got a bowl of warm water and rinsed out the face cloth. I did my best to clean him up, including the excess cum from his cock and balls. I then helped him slip on his underwear and shorts. I put his shirt on for him and then got him settled into a seat. I then ran back to the bathroom, gave myself a very quick clean up, and then on to the bedroom. I threw a dress on over my head, grabbed the car keys and was back to Luke in a few short minutes.