A new Bill

Chapter seventeen

Still part of Bill's Halloween party. Nancy, John, breast sex, creepy sex, spanish fly.

The party was dying down some. People were leaving to get back home. The hardcore drinkers stayed around determined to get drunk as possible. Nancy had been sipping on wine all night waiting for Dale to have his fill, and then to help him home. She didn’t like getting sloppy drunk as him. Despite being married, and her husband close by. Nancy couldn’t take her eyes off Hank. Ever since he installed a hot tub at her home. She had lusted after him. Even having sexy dreams of them. After a few beverages, Nancy thought about hitting on him. She couldn’t, because her husband was always watching. Dale wasn’t jealous of other men. He just had a notion Hank was responsible for Minh, and Connie’s disappearance. Dale obsessed about conspiracies to unhealthy levels. Even now at the Halloween party he was dressed as a shrub watching Hank like a hawk.

When Dale went on his obsessive trips. He would ignore his husbandly duties. Which made Nancy lonely a lot of times. She needed her needs met. She had turned to John Redcorn in the past. Their long term affair created Joseph, their love child. Dale never found out about the lovers fooling around. Then one day Nancy had a moral issue plague her. She told John it was over. She was going to be the best wife to Dale from then on. John didn’t take it so well, but he survived the ordeal. Always one step away to step in when Nancy needed him.

Another thought came to her mind of Hank’s dream cock pounding her. Nancy felt her pussy, and nipples swell. The little black dress she wore was becoming uncomfortably tighter. The arousal made her conscience of other eyes on her. She would look around seeing others looking away. Even though John was pretending to mingle. She knew he was always watching. So much attention got her more aroused. Nancy cordially made her way to the guest bathroom. Just as she was at the door. “ Are you okay Nancy?”, asked John. He had followed her from the party. Almost running over people. “ Oh’ John.” Not expecting him, but not surprised he’d show up out of the blue. “ I just need to use the bathroom is all,” Nancy said. “ You sure that is all?,” asked John. Nancy looked at John fully noticing how sexy he looked. His handsome American Indian features, and the old U.S. union army uniform. “ I really miss you Nancy,” said John coming forward to wrap his arms around her. Kissing her fully on the lips. Nancy forgot where she was at the moment. She returned the kiss with as much gusto. It had been so long, and she needed him now! They slipped hand in hand down the hallway towards the bedrooms of Bill’s house.

The first bedroom door they came to was locked. The second bedroom door was unlocked, but it felt like it had not been used in a long time. The room was decorated for a little girl. Pink walls, white dresser, canopy bed, and dolls everywhere. It also looked like it was from a haunted house. Everything was dusty, old, cracked, and faded. The lovers didn’t notice the decorum. They wanted a bed to rut out their lust. They were kissing each other, stripping off John’s uniform at the same time. Bare chested, John grabbed Nancy by the waist, and threw her on the bed. She landed on her back, and her breast popping from the top of the dress. Nipples standing erect like two rockets ready for launch. She pulled her legs up, and spread them. Showing John her wet swollen pussy. He instantly got on his knees pushing his mouth into it. Sucking, and slurping her snatch like starving man. Nancy leaned back with her eyes closed rubbing her chest. She grabbed the base of her breast to shake them. Letting the weight of them wobble back, and forth. She was so glad to have big breast as she took one nipple into her mouth. The other one squeezed between finger tips. It had been so long since John ate her out. It was almost like their first time. He was full of vigor, and stamina again. He knew exactly the right spot to get her off. Nancy felt herself orgasm to the point her eyes almost crossed. Breathing hard, she grabbed John’s long black hair to bring him up to her. They kissed with her pussy juice still on his lips. “ I wonder if another woman’s pussy would taste like this?,” Nancy mused. “If so it wouldn’t be so bad.” She didn’t have time to think about it anymore, because John had worked his cock free. He plowed into her all the way to the end of the shaft. Nancy couldn’t help to yelp out loud. Her unused pussy was being stretched out. John wrapped his arms under Nancy’s knees to bring them up to her chest. He was going to deep penetrate her, and show what she was missing.

Nancy was moaning with each thrust of John’s harden cock. He would alternate his thrust, and rotate his hips. This caused even more sensation to her naughty bits. John lowered his mouth, and sucked in her nipples. Licking them, and taking them into his teeth to nibble on them. He would pull up on them to let the nipples, and breast dangle from his mouth. This made Nancy gasp from the right amount of pain, and pleasure mixed together. It felt good after he let her go. The breast flopping down, and rolling to the sides. Nancy orgasm again, tighting her arms, and legs around John. He wasn’t through yet, and Still pounding away. Nancy said in his ear. “ John, I want you to fuck my tits!” He pulled out of her dragging his pussy slimy penis up her belly to her chest. Laying it in the middle between her white mounds. Nancy squeezed her breast together interlocking her finger tips. John proceeded to pound away. Occasionally, she would open her breast so they could both spit to add lubrication. Finally John pulled his penis out quivering. It shot two quick loads of cum out. striking Mother Goose on the head board, and Nancy on her face. John rubbed his after cum on Nancy’s nipples. That she offered to the head of his penis. He collapsed beside her in the bed breathing hard. Watching her search her face with fingers to wipe his come off. She was licking her fingers clean, and seemed to be enjoying the taste. When done, John wrapped an arm around Nancy. The other was rubbing her thigh, and ass of her leg she draped over his waist. Her head was on his chest. As they both fell asleep. John’s last thoughts were. ‘I hope she never finds out that I spiked her wine while getting it for her.’