She wants nothing more than to fuck a stranger

For what it's worth, Jill has never cheated on her husband. She has never even been tempted to. Sure she was always a flirt in her youth, but that was really just part of who she was. But was earning a little cash and earning good deals really cheating? She didn't think so. For some reason she didn't think the idea was strange at all.

Jill approached the other side of the Fuck Garden, full of men and women huddled around cameras. Fortunately for her, there was a disproportionate number of men today. They stood in a line, clearly waiting to be chosen. She felt like she was back in her dancing days, able to pick whichever partner she so wished, except this time they were there to fuck her. She smiled, knowing that, in this young sexy body, she could have her pick of men.

She looked through the six men standing before her some of which had clearly eaten a berry like hers. One, she saw, she instantly took a liking to. He was tall and strong, with the forearms of a man who built things for a living. He had a thick brown beard and reminded her of a lumberjack. At a glance down to his jeans, she noticed the faint outline of a cock, though it wasn't hard yet.

All the men looked at her, mostly at her chest which now threatened to rip her sweatshirt open. She unzipped it, releaving some of the pressure. Her breasts took the opportunity to squeeze up like she was wearing a push up bra. She winked at her lumberjack. Now his cock was clear as anything in his jeans, a long outline running down his left thigh. Jill took his hand without a word and found them an open camera on the grassy area.

"I'm Mike," he said, grabbing her hips and bringing her close. It wasn't just a show for her, but for the camera too.

"I hope our audience is creative." She gave the same wink to the camera. "I'm Jill, and I think all you out there watching will be able to find me here again in the future."

The screen below the camera displayed a viewer count and scrolling text showing what people typed into the chat box. The count was at 4 already.

CodyWolf: Strip her! Let's see the bimbo's body.

Mike took his cue from the screen and took the zipper in his hand. He turned her so that they both faced the camera, him right behind her. He slowly lowered it, revealing her massive, naked tits. He gave them a squeeze, playing with her nipples.

Jill gasped. She had never gotten any feeling from her tits. Her husband had played with them, sucked on her nipples, and basically gotten him self off with them, but she had felt nothing. Now, though, she felt a strange pulse of pleasure from them.

Mike continued, hooking thumbs in the elastic of her sweats. He tugged down, having trouble pulling them over her wide hips and beautiful ass. He got them down to her feet and she kicked them off to the side. He ran a finger up her pussy and was met with the same gasp from before. "Now what?" He whispered both to the camera and to Jill.

The counter now read 6. Now 7.

Pho3nox: holy shit! those titties!

54fighting: they both so hot

CodyWolf: Suck him off.

Jill smiled. This was something she had been looking forward to. She hadn't sucked her husband's cock in years, but she still had some tricks. She nealt down, facing perpendicular to the camera. Mike stood before her and lowered his jeans. His cock was like nothing she'd ever seen in real life. It was massive, bending upward in a way she was sure she'd enjoy later. She took it in her hand and ran the tip of her tongue up the urethra. His body shuddered and she smiled, meeting his eyes. She took him into her mouth, sucking on the head like she was trying to pull a grape out of its peel.

54fighting: god i wish she did that on me

As much as she moved her head forward to take him deeper, she sucked him into her mouth. She took him half way, what must have been 4 inches, then took him further until she could feel the cock hit the back of her throat. Here she rocked her head back and forth, kissing around his shaft and loving every second of it.

Writer's note: please make requests! You're her audience too.