Quickly shrugging off her blouse, she put theheeled sandals back on and stood before the nearly-hypnotized young manin her camisole, corset, and thigh...highs. "You like?" she asked with a grin."Oh, Cathy!" came the response. I watched the unfolding scene of my wife seducing a guy with decidedlymixed feelings! I felt frightened and jealous, but my cock was throbbingin my panties. The humiliation, submission, and fear were immenselypowerful.My wife spoke again with a cute smile and a pretended air. He began to make a strange gasping rasp in his throat, and Alice could sense that his climax was near. “Oh Adam,” she whispered, as with a last thrust he held his prick inside her as his seed spurted out, splashing up to the very top of her passageway. He held himself there until he was fully spent, flooding her with his seed. At last he pulled out of her, still hard, his prick coated in a pink frothy mixture of blood, seed, and female juices. Alice looked down and could see a similar mixture. "Such a sweet little cocksucker," Mitch said as he put his fingers through my hair. "Just nineteen years old and so hungry for cock."He was wrong. I was not hungry for cock - I was starving for Mitch's cock. His long, thick, throbbing cock. His married cock. A cock that belonged to a man old enough to be my father. I never felt this way about my boyfriend's cock. It was wrong. All of it was wrong for so many reasons. And I was so turned on because of its extreme wrongness.This was. Mia had always been a good student, usually getting straight A's. She was just beginning eighth grade and it didn't escape her notice that she was in the same grade her mother had been in when she had become pregnant with Mia.Mia was generally well liked at school and had a lot of friends with the same interests. Her best friend was Carly Flemming. They had been inseparable since the first grade. Carly lived two blocks away from Mia and when Mia wasn't at her house, she was usually at Carly's.