Adrian LeChance - Lonely wife

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.