Unleashed Cravings (2)

Fortunately for her, she'd never put herself in a position to find out. Sarah picked up the bottle of wine from her night stand and poured her third glass of the evening. That had been a sad pathetic pattern, the last few times Larry went away for more than a couple days.

She'd shower, put on some sexy lingerie as if she had someone to show off for, then drink enough wine to get a buzz. The alcohol fueled her already out of need for satisfaction and she would then undress herself, sometimes going so far as to imagine a strong pair of hands doing it.

Once she was naked the toys would come out and the sad game of sexual make believe would start. When she was finished with round one, she'd drink a little more, then masturbate again, but the second time much slower and more sensually, like a slow love making experience after a good hard fuck. If she had to choose right now, Sarah would take the hard fuck for sure.

Sarah chugged the wine down way to fast, and released a contented sigh as it left a warm happy trial down her throat and into her stomach. She put the glass down and poured herself another glass, drinking half of it before she put the glass on the stand.

She lay back and idly ran her fingertips along her hard nipples. She ran her hands down her soft stomach and then down her inner thighs, again picturing her soft hands and slender fingers being the hard, firm hands of a man.

A man, not Larry, a man, any man. Any man who would appreciate her body and all she had to offer and show that appreciation by giving her what she needed. Closing her eyes, Sarah, ran her fingers through her wet slit, slipping two inside.

Her other hand came into play, rubbing her clit, but slowly and softly. "Yes, baby," She moaned for mister invisible, "Nice and easy, be good to me, oh, yes."

She took her time, edging herself, the way a familiar teasing lover would. Then again, she was her own familiar lover and had been for far too long. She came, and unlike her prior orgasm, this one was a slow luxurious climax that flowed through her and left her limp on the bed, unable to do anything, but lay there in a puddle, her heart racing.

She forced herself to lift her leg and pull the sheet up far enough for her to reach it and pull it up to her chest. It was an equal effort to reach over and shut her lamp off. Her nightly ritual of semi drunken masturbation finished, Sarah began to drift into sleep.

Her last thought, as it was many nights, was that there was nothing more pathetic than an adult that had no other choice, but to masturbate. People should never have to get themselves off, ever.

Chapter Two

Sarah opened her eyes and then rolled them when she saw it was only midnight. She'd have figured between the wine and solo sex, she'd have slept right through the night. After a moment she realized she'd awoken because she had to go to the bathroom.

"People in porn never have to pee," she mumbled as she forced herself out of bed and slipped on her black robe. "Then again, people in porn have sex with other people." She added bitterly.

She left her room, quietly padding down the hallway and past Tim's room. Is door was open slightly and there was a faint light coming from behind it, maybe he was watching TV or on his computer.

Sarah used the bathroom and on her way back down the hall, paused and cocked her head. She swore she heard the sound of moaning. She crept closer to Tim's room and now could clearly make out the sound of a woman getting it and pretty good from the sounds of it.

Tim had broken up with his high school sweet heart Lisa a few months ago and hadn't been seeing anyone that she knew of. From the sounds of it he was doing more than seeing someone at the moment.

Just great, she was playing with herself and her son was getting laid. Sarah and Larry had no issue with Tim bringing a girl home, they preferred that to him slinking around in a parking lot or getting the snot beat out of him by some crazy father. But they wanted to know ahead of time and told him to be quiet and respectful.

Tim hadn't said a word to her and the door being open was far from respectful. Instead of moving quickly past the door and saying something to him in the morning, Sarah found herself slinking closer to the door and to her dismay the noises of the lucky young lady getting it put to her had her nipples stiffening.

Christ, she was sinking to an all-time low here, eves dropping on her son having sex. Sarah jumped when she heard a deep voice call out, "You like it, don't you, you pig!" That didn't sound like Tim and if it was, Sarah owed him a slap in the mouth for speaking to a girl like that.

Her eyes widened when she heard a different voice and she then rolled her eyes when it dawned on her there was no one in the room, Tim was watching porn. She began to pass the room, when for some odd reason she decided to peek in.

She stopped in her tracks when she saw Tim's lap top screen displaying a stunning brunette on her knees getting it good and hard from behind. She noticed the woman was no young girl, but the guy behind was pretty young.

Sarah was well aware of the fact milf and cougar porn was a big deal, but had no idea Tim liked it. She told herself to move along, but the image of the woman getting fucked had her captivated. The way her eyes were bulging and her mouth wide open as the stud drove his cock repeatedly into her along with her yelps of pleasure was exactly what she fantasized of.

The woman's large tits were bouncing wildly and she was bucking her well rounded ass backwards into the thrusting cock behind her. Sarah's breathing picked up and as if it had a mind of its own, her hand strayed inside her loosely tied bathrobe and slid over her moist pussy.

Move, she told herself, but whether it was the wine, her out of control horniness or both, she stayed rooted to the spot. Sarah heard a soft moan that did not come from the computer and her eyes shifted to the side where they fixed on her son sitting on the edge of his bed with his cock in his hand.

A voice in her head screamed at her to turn around and get her ass back in her room, but that voice was overruled by a softer, but more powerful voice that whispered.

"Look at that fucking cock."