C4 Dangerous Affairs With Young Wife (Part 4)

The next day, Tony approached Yvonne as soon as he saw her emptying mail from her letter box. "Do you want some more porn," he asked straight out after they'd exchanged a few words.

Yvonne blushed, but lowering her eyes, said softly, "yes please."

Tony made her wait while he went into his house to get the magazine that he'd already selected for her.

"Look at this," he gloatingly said when he came back armed with the magazine and opened the pages to show the lewd, obscene pictures.

"Gosh," was all that Yvonne could say in her embarrassment.

"Bring it over to me when you've finished with it," Tony told her.

Yvonne kept the magazine all of the day, continually going back to it to lust and marvel at it's wonderful pictures.

Eventually, late in the afternoon, she took the magazine up, walked across the lawn to Tony's back door, and called in a sweet voice, "Tony, are you there?"

Tony immediately came to the door, smiling broadly.

Yvonne handed the magazine over saying "thanks."

"Did you like that one?" Tony grinned.

"They're so bad aren't they," Yvonne said evasively.

"Do they make you want to be bad?" Tony asked, lecherously.

"Oh," Yvonne exclaimed with a giggle and feeling scandalised, "you're so naughty Tony."

"I've got some sex aids that I should give you with these mag's," Tony said, his lust beginning to drive what he was saying, rather than his common sense.

"Oh Tony!" Yvonne gasped in horror. "You're so terrible," and then, but not before she thanked him again for the magazine, she made her escape back to her own house.

Tony did in fact have a collection of sex aids, but had not really thought of giving them to Yvonne. It really had been his lust talking when he'd mentioned them. He now, however, decided that he would actually supply her with one or two and see what happened

He spent some time deciding upon which things to give to his neighbour, finally deciding on a long, pink, flexible, rubbery dildo that was moulded in the exact likeness of a huge cock.

The following morning he awoke early and couldn't get back to sleep as his brain had immediately begun thinking of Yvonne fucking herself with his long, cock-like dildo.

He waited impatiently and finally, seeing Yvonne's shape moving behind the curtains of her window, slipped the dildo, along with a new tube of K-y lube, into a plastic bag, and went and knocked on his neighbour's door.

Yvonne seemed surprised to see him, but he told her that he had a heap of business letters to write, and thought that he'd give her something before he got stuck into the task. He handed her a fresh magazine and then lifted the bag and said, "and here's some fun things for you."

Yvonne's face flushed bright red when it occurred to her what the "fun things" might actually be. She didn't want to further embarrass herself by looking in the bag or of making any acknowledgement of what they were, so she simply said, "thanks Tony," and left it at that.

On closing the door, it took Yvonne a fraction of a second to check the contents of the bag. "Oh my God," she exclaimed as she reached in and took out the large, fat, pink, rubbery, cock-like dildo, "he really has."

This new development made Yvonne's lust rise in her without her even looking at the magazine. She took everything into her bedroom, opened the magazine at a wonderfully lewd picture, slid her pants down, squeezed a good amount of the lube onto both her pussy and the large dildo, and, laying back on the bed with her legs spread and her knees up, she inserted the dildo and slowly, slowly slid it right up into her wet, slippery pussy and began fucking herself while slowly browsing through the magazine.

Gazing admiringly at the gorgeous big, hard cocks in the pictures, she imagined being fucked by them. Then she began to think of how outrageous it had been of Tony to have given her this lovely dildo. It made her feel even more lustful as she thought of her old neighbour thinking of her using his dildo on herself. She began to go over everything that had happened - first of all the magazine being inadvertently mixed up amongst the others, then Tony deciding that, just because she was young, she must like looking at the pictures, and then more magazines, and now this.

Slowly the realisation came upon her that it hadn't been an accident at all when the porno got mixed up with the magazines. The more she thought about it the more she believed that it had all been a very carefully laid plan by Tony, to get her to this point.

This realisation didn't upset her or turn her off, rather, it excited her more, even though she realised that she had been so naive and gullible.

Tony wants me to fuck myself with his dildo, she thought, and she delighted all the more in the sensation of it as she worked it about in her slippery, wet pussy.

This realisation of the truth came upon Yvonne in two different aspects; on the one hand she understood that Tony had really set her up in this way. The other thing that occurred to her was: she had never thought of Tony as having any sexual designs on her, other than perhaps looking her over all of the time. This latter was probably due to the fact that Tony was some three times her own age.. She now knew this to be false, and that he really did desire her and was doing this in order to groom her for .... her mind reeled ..... for goodness knows what!

She now, as she dildo fucked herself, began to think of Tony fucking her and what it would be like. He was so much older, but look at the way he had pushed her into what she was now doing. Perhaps it would be nice. She began to get more and more excited and worked up the more she thought along these lines.

She realised she was panting hard. Her pussy felt sensational. She let the magazine drop and moved one hand to stimulate herself with her finger while still fucking herself with the dildo.

"Ahhhhhh," she began to moan as the delicious, well known feelings of approaching orgasm began to fill her every sense.

On and on. Now gasping and heaving her body about on the bed, arching her back and pumping her hips frantically as she reached the peak of her climax.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she moaned and groaned and gasped. The sensations were too much, too wonderful, too lovely, so fabulously gorgeous that she couldn't stand any more.

She fell back panting and gasping. Feeling wonderful.

"Ooooooo," she shuddered as she slowly slid the cock-like dildo from her pussy. She looked at it, all greasy and slimy with the lube and her own bodily juices.

A wicked thought filled her mind. "Oh my God, would I be so brazen," she giggled out loud to herself.

She slipped the greasy, slimy dildo back into the plastic bag, then, dressing herself and taking up the bag and magazine separately, she left the house, and, heart beating excitedly, ran to Tony's back door. She placed the magazine on the door step, hung the bag on the door knob, knocked as firmly as she could on the wood panelling of the door, and then fled in a panic of nervous excitement back to her own house.

Safely inside her house she stood with her back to the door. Panting and with heart racing, she exclaimed, "oh God, what a thing to do," then she laughed a sexy, cheeky laugh. She quickly went to her kitchen window and was just in time to see Tony's door closing; the magazine and bag gone!

Yvonne's lust had not subsided by any means. She thrilled at what she had just done, and once more she went back to the bedroom and played about while imagining fantastic thoughts.

Tony had been having a cup of coffee and pondering over a crossword puzzle. "Hmm, seven letters, unnatural sexual practise, fourth letter 'g'. Of all words I should know this one," he thought, but the word continued to elude him.

A firm rap on the back door roused him although his mind remained occupied with his puzzle.

Opening the door, there was a rustle of the plastic bag and a light thump as it fell and landed on top of the magazine.

"Aha!" Tony exclaimed with a grin as he bent to pick the items up, at the same time glancing about for any sign of Yvonne.

He closed the door and held the bag open to peer in.

"F-u-c-k-i-n-g H-e-l-l," he exclaimed in a long, slow, drawn out way as he looked with amazement at the glistening dildo.

He could not believe it and muttered that, "the fucking bitch is having me on."

Lifting the dildo and sniffing it told him different though. Of course there was the smell of the lube, but unmistakably there was another scent as well, the scent of Yvonne's cunt.

The way the lube and slime covered the cock-dildo also showed how it had been used. The very back end had nothing on it, while from the tip upwards along its length was more just slimy rather than greasy with the lube. Then there was a real "tide mark" where the lube had been pushed up into a wave of grease that marked the furthest extent that the cock had travelled up into Yvonne's cunt. After that point the lube was still thickly smeared as it was when Yvonne first applied it with the tip of her finger.

"You fucking filthy little slut." Tony marvelled.

He kept smelling the scent of Yvonne's sex fluids and slid his finger over the sliminess of the dildo. He took a ruler and measured just how far she'd had it up her cunt - just on seven inches.

"This little bitch is so fucking hot," Tony gloated as he selected another dildo and a short porno dvd.

Tony really didn't think that there was any chance of a sweet, young thing like Yvonne, wanting to fuck with someone like him, but just corrupting her in this way was a great turn on for him.

Yvonne was now back in her bedroom once more masturbating and using her favourite bottle on herself. The knock on the back door startled her and she went to the window. Peering along the length of the house she could see that it was Tony, although she already knew that it would be he.

Not bothering to put her panties back on, she simply pulled her skirt into place and was still smoothing her hair down when she opened the back door.