Chapter 1

Sharon pulled her middle finger out of her wet pussy with a moist and audible pop. The baby-soft red hair, framing her cunt, glistened wetly near the bottom end of her slit. Her post-orgasm fluids left a visible trail down the crease of her ass. She was so horny nowadays after breaking up with William, that she masturbated almost daily. The end result was always a wet spot on the bed sheets and cum-coated fingertips. She had always secreted heavily when her pussy was aroused. William had always been amazed by how wet she could become. He often told her, that her pussy felt like a man had already cum inside of her. She got THAT wet.

But Sharon was quite determined to get over him. It had been 3 weeks now, and it was time to move forward. She had cried enough. Flicking herself off was okay, but Sharon was getting the urge to feel a cock penetrating her wetness. She had no toys, so her fingers had to do. Besides, nothing felt better than the heat of a real cock and that hot splash of sticky cum to the back of her cunt. Though she's heard of dildos that came close.

Alas, why spend that kind of money? On occasion, she would over hear her roommate fucking her most recent boyfriend. She had even gotten good at timing her orgasms with the couple's fucking. But she always felt guilty afterwards. Something had to be done; she was going crazy with her cravings.

That morning she awoke late for work. Still, she found that time to start her day off with glorious cum. With that out of the way, she finally got out of bed to get showered and dressed. She wore a short nightie to bed. She never slept in panties, so her plump ass peeked from underneath the thin material. At '5'5 and just over 200 lbs, Sharon was a big girl. But she had a small waist and big hips, so her hourglass figure was well proportioned. Her red and curled, long hair trailed to mid-back. It contrasted well with her fair skin and green eyes.

Her face was lightly freckled and round, with perky rose lips. If she were 80 lbs lighter and she would be a sight. As it was, she felt she was attractive, though full-figured. Aside from her round ass, she had huge breasts. Her areolas were barely darker than her skin, with pinkish nipples protruding from them. Of course, her roomie Kirsten, was a beanpole guys lusted after nowadays.

Sharon sighed quietly, and walked out of her bedroom towards the bathroom. She could feel the wetness between her legs as it cooled between her thighs, as she walked. She would have to hurry. She had no car and worked clear across town. When she passed the hallway, she saw movement near the couch.

Her heart jumped because she thought she was alone. Kirsten was working so it couldn't have been anyone else. Glancing out cautiously, Sharon saw the back of someone's head above the couch. It looked like Kirsten's boyfriend Tony, from where she stood. He routinely stayed over, but usually left with Kirsten during the day. She wondered why he was still here.

Just then she heard him moan. Did he even know she was home? Usually she was first to leave to catch the train. But she was far later than normal, so Tony likely had no idea she was home.

A shiver ran thru her as she heard him moan again. He obviously was jerking off, judging by his head movements. Sharon had known Kirsten was on her monthly, but she at least figured she blew Tony during those times. Guess she was wrong. Sharon resisted the urge to get a closer look. Her pussy was starting to juice up again.

She was getting hotter by the second, and within 6 yards of her was a cute guy stroking his cock. A minute or so listening to him moan and grunt, had turned Sharon on to no end. She had to get a quick peek. Slowly she walked behind him, until she could just glance past his shoulders into his lap.

What she saw made her cunt muscles clench, causing her juices to run in a single trickle down her inner thigh. She cupped her cunt as she peered over further to get a better view of the action. She saw the purple, swollen head of Tony's cock dripping pre-cum over his fist. He was stroking his dick in a slow circular motion, making the pre-cum bead at the tip of his cock. Threatening to roll over and join the other strands that streaked his pumping fist.