Painfully conscious of the accusing glances from her fellow Lordsville citizens, Sarah Holloway sat alone in her four year old car in the parking lot behind the town hall. The police department occupied most of the ground floor and inside, at the desk, Sergeant Dan Whitney was finishing the second shift and getting ready to go home. Home, that is, to Sarah's apartment, to a long-running affair that most everyone in town knew about. And Lordsville being the way it was, everyone had an opinion, most of them bad.
Sarah was a widow, left alone with a sixteen year old daughter to raise when her husband, drunk on cheap wine, ran head-on into a transfer truck at a speed the investigating officer guessed to be in excess of a hundred miles an hour. That was over a year ago, long enough in most circles to meet the dictates of public decorum, but not in Lordsville. And especially not when the man involved was a married man and a policeman as well.
Actually, Dan and his wife had separated and were moving inexorably toward divorce, but to the gossip-mongers of this small, isolated town, the relationship between him and. Sarah was grist enough for an avalanche of whispered innuendo.
Sarah straightened her skirt and glanced one last time into the rear-view mirror before Dan came out. It was nearly dark and chilly with a spring dampness that made the air seem cooler somehow. She heard the back door of the town hall close and she turned in time to see Dan Whitney as he crossed the parking lot. like every time she looked at him, she felt that strange mixture of desire and loathing she had come to accept as her lot in life. It was that way with her late husband, as well, for when he wasn't dragging her under the sheets, he was slapping her around just for laughs before he went out with the boys, sometimes for days on end.
Sarah knew that there were women who loved their men with all their bodies and souls. She knew that men all over the world, including here in Lordsville, came home every night and did their best to see that their wives were happy and fulfilled. But she had long ago decided that that special kind of satisfaction was not to be hers, despite a well-preserved beauty that every man in town had noticed at least once. No, Dan Whitney was no prize, and she knew it only too well ... but he was all she had for now and she had suffered through too many empty nights alone on a double bed to be totally without a man again.
"Hi, honey ... you been waiting long?" the balding, fortyish police sergeant asked as he opened the driver's side and slid inside.
Sarah smiled sweetly. "No, not long ... how was your day?" This was their nightly attempt at "communicating", the same lifeless questions and the same dull answers night after night. And though both of them knew it was a lost cause, they went right on pretending because it gave their relationship an air of respectability. Without it, Sarah would be just a beautiful young widow on the make, and she wasn't ready for that kind of painful title. Not yet.
"Pretty quiet around town. There was a wreck out on Highway Eleven, though. A couple of kids kin da' messed themselves up, nothing too serious though. How about you?"
The pretty blonde shook her head slowly from side to side. "Nothing much. Cindy's teacher called again."
"Same problems?" They were driving down the town's main street now, headed for the two bedroom apartment she shared with her teenage daughter and a pair of half-breed cats.
"Yeah, she skipped her first class this morning. I know she'll have some excuse, but it's that boyfriend of hers again, I just know it. Honestly, I don't know what to do."
Whitney cleared his throat. "I know what I'd do if she was my daughter. I'd burn her ass up so she'd think twice the next time."
Sarah held her tongue, for this was an argument that they had been through countless times in the last four months. Dan was a strict disciplinarian, perhaps t because of his police background, but Sarah knew that the time for spanking was long past with her sixteen year old daughter. Whatever mistakes she and her husband had made were a thing of the past and indelibly etched into her pretty daughter's behavior.
"I have a meat loaf in the oven, Dan," she said, anxious to change the subject. "Cindy's got a date with Tim and she won't be there for supper. It'll be just the two of us."
He nodded absently. "Great, honey ... Did you pick up my dry cleaning? And that bottle of bourbon?"
Sarah managed a thin smile. '"Yes ... I did what you told me. But tonight, Dan, could you just wait to open the bottle until after supper? I tried to make it something special and...."
The uniform-clad policeman turned glaringly to the sensuous blonde who sat opposite him on the front seat.. "Hey, this is Dan Whitney, remember? I'm not your late old man."
"Well, the way you've been putting the bourbon away lately, you couldn't prove it by me." She was sorry before the last words left her mouth.
"Oh yeah? And I suppose that makes me a drunk, huh? Just like...."
"Stop it, Dan! I don't want to fight with you! And I don't want to dredge up a lot of stinking past. . . it's gone and buried. I'm sorry if I made you mad, but you've gotta admit ... a bottle of bourbon every couple of days is pretty heavy boozing."
He did not reply, perhaps because he knew she was right. The pressures of being a cop, especially a sergeant, in a small town full of problems was getting him down. It wasn't enough that he was a law officer-he had to be referee, marriage counselor and father confessor as well. And he knew he was taking it all home with him lately ... but there didn't seem to be any other way.
They had reached the duplex apartment where Sarah and her daughter lived, only Cindy's battered old VW was not in the driveway.
"Cindy must have already gone. We'll have dinner alone, Dan. Just the two of us, okay?" Sarah's tone was gentle and conciliatory and Dan wasted no time forgetting their argument.
He reached across and squeezed her knee and then inched his hand up the inside of her thigh to the soft inner flesh near the top. She wasn't wearing stockings and he could feel the sizzling heat of her crotch just a scant couple of inches from his fingers.
"Just the two of us, huh?" he teased, his fingers moved an inch up her thighs and she let her legs open as far as they would beneath her skirt.
"Y-Yes ... just you and me," she breathed as his fingers toyed rousingly with the crotch band of her panties. Her cheeks were reddened with shame as she let him grope around between her slender, desire-ridden thighs, for this was not the way she had been "brought up" and the teachings of adolescence died hard, even after a husband like hers. Still ... she could not easily deny either the hungry pangs of desire that gnawed at her belly now that she was able, at least, to sometimes enjoy the company of a man.
"You're awful worked up tonight, baby," Whitney said accusingly.
Sarah lowered her eyes away from his. "I can't help it, Dan ... I ... I just need you so bad sometimes." Her voice trembled and her words sounded like an apology though she had not meant it that way.
Dan Whitney grinned and reached for his paper-wrapped bottle of whiskey with one hand, and up between his girlfriend's legs with the other. Sarah closed her eyes to hide her own embarrassment, but her thighs moved nakedly apart as his fingers groped beneath the moist, sticky crotch band of her panties, hot with her ravenous passions. He leaned closer to her and wiggled a single finger into the clinging heat of her vagina. Sarah groaned as his middle finger, stiffened like a cock, poked between the hair-rimmed lips of her pussy and into the sizzling wet warmth of her sex.
"Aaawww, Dan! Let's go inside ... now, honey! Dinner can wait!" she breathed excitedly, throwing her arms around him and kissing him stirringly on the lips, her tongue searching wantonly for his.
"Sure, doll. . . whatever you say," he smiled. "C'mon!"
He got out his side and she followed him anxiously up to the .door; the curtain next door was parted a couple of inches and
Sarah knew that old Mrs. Bentley had been watching ... Oh, who cares.' That's just one more dirty story to spread around this rotten little town anyway. They all think I'm a tramp, so who cares. . .maybe next time, I'll take my clothes off and do it right here on the front lawn! Then they'll have something to gossip about!
Sarah unlocked the door and switched on the light in the living room. The floor was littered with some patterns for a dress she had been making for Cindy, but otherwise the apartment was neatly cleaned and orderly. The furnishings were mail-order modern, but adequate, the only legacy from her late husband other than a handful of unpaid bills.
She started for the bedroom. "Dan ... are you, uh, coming?" He had gone instead into the kitchen, and she heard the cracking noise of ice trays being emptied.
"Yeah ... be right there. I just want to have a little drink first. You know, to loosen up a little."
Sarah started to say something, but thought better of it and went on into the bedroom, undressing as she crossed the narrow carpeted floor to her queen-sized bed. She had her blouse off and was watching in the mirror for Dan's bulky shape to appear in the doorway ... but she knew already she could have to wait until his one drink became two and then three.
Unhooking her brassiere, she sat down on the edge of the bed and took it off. She ran her fingers lightly over the firm globe-shaped mounds of her breasts; they sagged almost imperceptibly, but otherwise were as gorgeously symmetrical as on her wedding day almost seventeen years ago when she was a wide-eyed eighteen and eager for a new life with the first man who would take her away from the poverty and squalor of her Appalachian hometown.
Sarah lifted herself from the bed and wriggled out of her skirt, folding it neatly and placing it on the chair by her bed. She stood up, still watching for Dan in the mirror and hoping he wouldn't see her this way anxious and eager for the only love and affection that was tossed her way. She could see herself in the mirror but she tried not to look, for the woman she would see there was always mocking and accusing. Sarah knew she should feel dirty and ashamed for the way she sometimes acted, but she could only feel the pain of her emptiness inside. That special kind of emptiness that only a man could fill.
She was just wearing her panties when he came to the door finally, her long smooth legs disappearing beneath the white sheerness of her underwear, with only a faint outlined bulge to indicate the fleecy curls of her pubic vee and the moist-lipped slit of her vagina beneath those downy curls.
Dan stopped in the doorway, bumping the jamb lightly with his elbow, and Sarah knew that the drink he held in his hand was not his first. 'There you are ... thought I wasn't coming, didn't you?" His voice was distinct, as it always was even when he was drinking, but the hardened edge of a police sergeant's manner was gone. Softened and hacked away by the liquor that he seemed to need now every night.
Sarah stood, smiling, and waited for him to reach out for her. Still holding his drink, he touched the full' curve of her naked breast with his fingers, closing them over the crinkly half-dollar-sized nipple until she gasped from the painful kneading. He lowered his hand and then leaned into her breast, nearly knocking her down as his lips opened and then tightened over that same nipple. His tongue swirled over the nipple's hardened tip and he nibbled teasingly with his teeth until Sarah's breath was uneven and gasping.
She eased into a sitting position with Dan's lips never leaving her bare breast, but when she was again on the edge of the bed, he stood up and started to undress, leaving his uniform carelessly around his feet on the floor. He dropped his trousers and undershorts together, and Sarah felt her pulse quicken as she saw the familiar thick meatiness of Dan's uncircumcised cock. The heavy foreskin was not pulled back yet and his balls hung heavily between his legs as if bloated to overflowing with the thick cream of his manhood ... the gushing heat she needed so badly between her quivering thighs!
"D-Dan...,oh, Dan, hurry! God, hurry!"
He took his fleshy, half-erect penis in his hand and stroked it into full, thick stiffness, rolling back the rubbery foreskin until the purplish, desire-bloated tip popped from beneath the constricting flesh. Sarah swallowed hard, gulping back the moan of anxious need that shivered in her throat; she started to ease back onto the bed and stretch out, but Dan had other plans.
"How about some, uh, head first, baby?" he said almost sheepishly. He knew that oral sex was not Sarah's favorite, due to her conservative upbringing, but she was in no position to argue ... anything, if she could only get him to quench this burning heat in her fervent loins.
"Okay ... whatever you say, Dan," she smiled thinly as he climbed onto the bed and rolled over on his back, his cock up-thrust nakedly from the brushy thicket of his pelvis like a small tree-trunk.
Sarah maneuvered onto her knees, crouching over him as he lay with his eyes closed and a grin already spreading sloppily over his lips. She lowered her head to his crotch and he squirmed as the warmth of her breath spilled over the sensitive tip of his cock. Her lips opened wide and she took the head and a couple of inches into her mouth, still not touching it with her tongue.
"Mmmmmm, that's my girl," he breathed, his words slurring more now that he had his eyes closed in the near-darkness of her bedroom.
Sarah closed her lips around the fleshy hardness of his erection and her tongue rubbed flatly against the underside like a piece of wet sandpaper. Her teeth were partly shielded by her ovaled lips, but the sharp edges in places rubbed incitingly along the blue-veined stiffness of his manhood.
He reached down and fumbled around for her hand and found it, and guided her fingers cautiously into the gap between his widespread legs. She took his bloated testicles lightly into her palm and stroked them with an urging, milking motion that sent shuddering chills of pleasure racing up through his paunchy belly.
"Just a little harder, honey ... and use your tongue more," he stage-whispered like a dialogue coach. His hands moved to the sides of her face and he squeezed in over her small ears, working her face up and down on the skewering thickness of his meaty erection like a wet fist. He held her that way for a long time, and she was scarcely able to breathe as her lips ovaled tautly around his thick, blood-engorged member. She licked it tentatively with her tongue, then swirled the moist saliva of her mouth around his pulsing erection.
"Hey, that's better ... yeah, a lot better!" he hissed through his teeth as his beer-belly bounced up and down in time with the wetly swirling movements of her lips and tongue.
Peering down over his hairy abdomen, he could see the sensuous young widow's mouth as it wrapped hotly around the turgid stiffness of his prick. His beefy erection was wet and glistening with the blonde's warm saliva and the bluish veins stood out like ridges along the tumescent shaft as it pumped in and out of her lips. He could feel the roughness of her tongue as it laved the thick rubbery hardness of his penis, urging it toward the inescapable finality of his orgasm. Her fingers tenderly caressed the leathery, bloated orbs of his sperm-laden balls like expensive tropical fruit, squeezing them ever-so-gently in a milking grip of indescribable pleasure.
"Mmmmmm, honey . . .just a little more ... mmmmmmm...."
His hair-covered pelvis started to pump up and down, thrusting the thickness of his cock even deeper into his blonde girlfriend's mouth, bumping gaggingly against the tender back of her throat. She nearly choked a couple of times, but she managed to breathe through her flared nostrils, snorting in the pungent scent of the policeman's crotch as her lips and tongue licked and sucked arousingly at the heavy thickness of his manhood.
Sarah would have preferred Dan's thick, long cock between the lips of her vagina instead of in her mouth, but she could not deny that this lascivious fellatio did nothing to diminish the flames of desire that licked at her loins as surely as she licked at his. It was something she and her late husband never did, not even once, but she knew in her most secret thoughts that she found it exciting in a forbidden, wicked sort of way.
Delicately grasping her lover's swollen balls with one hand, she grasped the base of his pipe-hard prick with the other, holding it firmly as she bobbed up and down on the skewering thickness of his erection, her lips stretched painfully wide around the heavy thickset flesh of Dan's cock. She tasted first one oozing droplet of viscous semen ... and then the jerking spasm of his lust wriggled and shuddered inside her mouth and his cock began to spurt thickly the seething, creamy liquid of his ejaculation. It filled her mouth until a rivulet of white wetness dribbled from the taut oval of her lips and then she swallowed, not once, but two, three times until all of his cum was sloshing its way down the bruised passage of her throat and into her belly.
She lifted her head from his loins, wiping the traces of semen from her lips with an edge of the sheet, and as if on practiced cue, the telephone rang in the hallway outside.
"Did you tell the station where you'd be?" She knew the answer to that already; in a town the size of Lordsville, a cop was always on call.
"Yeah ... I'd better get it. They were sort of expecting some trouble out at the drive-in outside of town. You know, the Purple something-or-other."
Sarah leaped up and hurried to the phone. It was probably for Dan, but she wanted at least to harbor the respectability of answering the phone in her own apartment.
"Hello." There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end of the line and Sarah repeated herself. "Hello ... who is this?"
"This is Phyllis Whitney. Is my, uh ... Is Dan there, please?"
Sarah felt herself blush in spite of the empty distance that separated her from this other woman in Dan's life, the wife he had lived with for nearly twenty years. She tried to think of something to say, but the usual courtesies seemed somehow inadequate ... Yes. Phyllis, he's naked on my bed and I just finished sucking his dick!
But instead, she managed, "Yes ... just a moment." She covered the mouthpiece with her hand. "Dan ... it's your wife!"
There was an audible groan from the bedroom and the naked policeman shuffled out into the hall, his cock dangling flaccidly between his thighs and still wet with semen and saliva.
"Hello, Phyllis ... What is it?" Sarah watched his face for a signal and saw his suffering thin-lipped smile become a grimace of pain.
"Oh, shit, I completely forgot! No, Phyllis, it was not intentional. No, damn it, that's the God's truth. All right, all right. . . I'll be right there!" He slammed the receiver into the cradle hard enough to fuse the two pieces together.
"Tonight's the night she wanted me to meet with her attorney. Some ass-hole she found in the city. I'll have to leave right now ... He's at my place, uh, at her place waiting."
Sarah stood in the doorway, still wearing just her panties, her breasts full and swollen with desire and the cleft between her bare thighs damp and irritated with anxiety. Her face fell visibly and her eyes misted with tears in spite of her efforts not to cry.
"I understand, Dan ... Will you be back?"
He was already gathering up his crumpled clothing, fussing about nervously. "Huh? Oh ... I don't know. It'll probably be late and your kid'll be home and all."
Sarah bit her lower lip and swallowed. "We could just have dinner, Dan. We don't have to ... well, you know."
"Yeah, well, I'll try," he shrugged. "But if I'm not back by bedtime, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
"Tomorrow's your second shift night, isn't it?" Sarah said calmly. She had folded her arms over her naked breasts; she was uncomfortable standing in the hallway unclothed like this, though she knew she could hear Cindy and Tim long before they walked in and discovered her like this.
Dan flinched. "Shit, yes ... well, day after tomorrow, okay, baby? It's a promise. And if you can get rid of the kid, we can take up where we left off."
Sarah's faltering smile collapsed. "She's my daughter, Dan, and this is her home, too."
He crossed the room and put his arm around her shoulders, but she moved and let it slide off. "I'm sorry ... I didn't mean it that way. I don't suppose you want to drive me to Phyllis's?"
Sarah shook her head. "Just take my car. I won't need it until tomorrow and Cindy can drive me over to the station to get it."
"Great, Sarah ... that'll save me a lot of time." He was dressed now and he kissed her lightly on the lips and hurried out the front way. She stayed behind the door jamb, out of sight from outside.
When he was gone, Sarah felt more alone than she had in months. Without even Cindy around, the apartment was as quiet and empty as death itself, and the pretty blonde shivered morbidly and decided to draw herself a bath. She got as far toward those intentions as undressing and lying down on her bed in the dark to unwind, to try to separate herself from the hollow pains that ached in the knotted pit of her bare belly. She lay there wide-eyed, staring blankly at the ceiling until, finally, she drifted off to a fitful sleep.
CHAPTER TWO
"Are you sure she's not at home? And what if she's just gone out for a pack of cigarettes or something? She doesn't like me a whole lot already, and if she came in and caught us...."
The busty teenager pushed her long blonde hair away from her face and giggled, more than a little tipsy from the beers she and her boyfriend had drunk with some older kids out at the Purple Otter. She touched her finger to the tall lanky boy's lips and then stood on her tip-toes to kiss him. They were standing next to her old Volkswagen, but out of the glare of the streetlight, and when they kissed, pretty Cindy Holloway insinuated her slender warm body next to his, pressing the budding firmness of her breasts into his hard muscular chest. Her hips ground eagerly with the frenetic enthusiasm of teen-age passion and the gentle hummock of her pelvis squirmed hotly against the bulge that was about to explode inside his faded jeans.
"Oh God, Cindy ... you're too much!" he gasped in a hoarse whisper, his arms circling her small, anxious body and pulling the sizzling heat of her hips hard against his own.
"Okay ... let's go inside. I can listen for Mother and if I hear her, you just split out the back, that's all."
"Cindy, I swear you're crazy!" he answered, shaking his head. "But I can't turn you down ... I never can!"
She giggled again and reached down between their grinding hips to give his cock a playful tug. It was only a thick, long bulge inside his pants now, but the vivacious young blonde knew that once they were inside on her bed, it would come out and be the hot, hard cock she wanted between her legs!
Tim Allen followed her unquestioningly now into the duplex apartment, his prick achingly stiff in his jeans and pulsing with the promise of a grunting, screaming bout with this female sex-demon! Hell, he would have followed her blindly anywhere now, just looking at that sweet little tail of hers as it squirmed in her short skirt when she walked, the cheeky halves of her beautiful, teen-firm ass rubbing together like a pair of well-oiled ball bearings.
The apartment lights were on and he felt a moment of apprehension as the two teenagers went inside, but Cindy took his hand and led him eagerly into her bedroom. It was the rear room of the two-bedroom ground floor apartment, closest to the kitchen and the back door in case he needed a hasty way out. He looked around her room, then peered out the window to the street outside; the bottom half of the window was raised and he felt better about Cindy's notions you could hear any car that pulled up outside, but he doubted if the two of them would be in any condition to hear anything in a few minutes.
Cindy hurried out of the bedroom and returned a moment later. "I put the latch on the front door. If Mom comes back, she'll have to ring the bell. See how easy it is?" She reached down and lowered the zipper at her hip and her skirt dropped open and fell to the floor. She ignored it and tugged instead at the hem of her bulky sweater, pulling it up and off in a "single fluid movement that left the lanky youth staring in bug-eyed passion.
She was absolutely the most beautiful girl he knew, and now, naked to the waist, he could barely breathe as an aching tightness spread across his chest just looking at her like this. Her breasts were tender and ripening, like precious fruits, her nipples already hardened from the making-out they had done earlier out at the drive-in. There was a pink dot of color around the bud-like peaks of each one and they stood up firm and high without any need of a bra, in naked invitation as they seemed to call for the hot wet caress of his tongue.
Around her waist was the dark elastic of her pantyhose top, and below that, her tight-fitting bikini-cut panties, white with tiny flowers of pink and blue.
"Do you want to, uh, finish undressing me, Tim?" she purred, extending her arms in naked submission. There was a wicked grin of impish playfulness on her full, moist lips and she pursed them tauntingly into a half-kiss that spoke of a thousand promised joys.
"Wow, would I ever!" Tim gushed boyishly, his eyes as wide as tennis balls and his long, hard cock throbbing in his jeans like an extra heart, pumping with lust-heated blood.
She stood by her bed like a half-nude teenage Venus, her skin still bronzed with the last of her summer tan, except for the narrow band around her full, yearning tits where her bikini had been. Her waist was trim and narrow from countless hours of tennis and swimming and her hips girlishly flared into the firm invitation of her high, tight buttocks.
Tim dropped to his knees like a supplicant before the Virgin, his fingers dipping into the tight elastic waist-band of her pantyhose
"Ooooh, Tim, darling," she whimpered as his fingers touched her sizzling flesh. "Hurry, hurry! Undress me and kiss me ... kiss me all over!"
The teenager's pulse quickened to a staccato pounding as he peeled her pantyhose over the flaring swell of her hips and then down her long smooth legs. She stepped out of them, lifting her feet so that he could pull the elastic hose off one foot at a time.
"Now my panties, Tim ... Ooohhh, I'll be completely naked for you! Mmmmmm, I just love being naked when I feel like this! My skin just tingles and it's so hot between my legs!" She squirmed even as she tried to stand still, and when he started to tug her skimpy panties down, it was all she could do to keep still enough to let him.
Her sparse vee of pubic fleece was light and wispy, and the tight, narrow slit of her vagina was clearly visible through the downy hairs, rimmed with pearl-like beads of her own moistness even now.
"God! You're so ... beautiful!" he gasped as she helped him push her crumpled panties down to her trim bare ankles so she could kick them off and stand utterly naked before her boyfriend.
"Wow, it feels so good!" the slender young blonde exclaimed excitedly, running her hands hotly over the feverish firmness of her naked breasts.
"Now, you ... take your clothes off and let me watch!" she insisted, wide-eyed, pushing her long, straight hair back behind her ears. She did not want anything to impede her vision.
Tim scuffed the carpet self-consciously. "Oh, Cindy, did you have to say that? Now I'll feel funny!" he said sheepishly.
The lithe young teenager, naked as the day she was born, reached out to her gangly, shy lover and pulled him by the belt, closer to where she sat on the edge of her bed.
"Don't be shy, Tim," she purred in a soft, mewling whimper. "I'll even help you." She fumbled with the snap on his jeans and got it open and then managed to free the tricky buckle on his leather belt. She used both hands to pull his denim jeans open, tugging carefully at his zipper.
Tim stood nervously, his hands on his hips as she got his zipper all the way down. Cindy pulled his pants down with a single tug and he pushed them to the floor with his foot and kicked them off.
"Mmmmm, now the best part!" she giggled as he stood there in his tee-shirt and bulging white undershorts. The gap in front had widened from the thickened hardness of his cock as it throbbed anxiously inside his drawers, and when the naked teenager reached inside, he gasped with exquisite surprise at the coolness of her fingers around his prick.
"Oooh, let's get these off and then I can see it!" She tugged at his undershorts until they were down around his ankles and then turned all of her attention to the jutting hardness of his virile young penis! It was long and stiff and it throbbed lustfully when her fingers encircled it and squeezed it playfully.
She toyed with it mercilessly, running her fingers up and down the blue-veined hardness of his long, circumcised erection and then lightly massaging the swollen, sensitive flesh of his balls with the palm of her opened hand.
"It's sooo big and hard! Mmmmmm, just the way I like it!" She suddenly leaned forward and licked it like a kid might lick a lollipop, her tongue beginning at the underside close to the base and swiping upward in one laving caress that sent rippling shudders of desire racing along the teenager's spine.
"Now ... do me like that!" the slender, long-haired girl exclaimed excitedly, throwing herself backward on her bed and grabbing the backs of her legs behind her knees and doubling them back lasciviously in a naked gesture of almost-innocent enthusiasm.
Tim looked down at the tempting display the teenage blonde offered him; her hands gripped the backs of her legs and her delicious crotch was nakedly splayed. Her pubic hair was light, almost blonde, and sparse enough that the moisture-rimmed slit of her vagina peeked through the fleecy curls. She was incredibly "turned on", wildly aroused, and even the damp pink lips of her pussy were puckered in a naked gesture of lustful invitation ... she needed his tongue between her legs! She was aching for the exquisite tingling sensation of his tongue tip as it speared heatedly into the sizzling moistness of her cunt!
"Mmmmmm, Tim, honey ... lick me, please! Kiss me down there and suck my pussy goooddd!" she bleated with hoarse enthusiasm, rolling herself nearly into a ball as she doubled back to give her slim young boyfriend full and unquestioned access to the delicious secrets of her girlish genitals.
He dropped to his knees at the side of the bed and placed his hands lightly on the insides of her milky-white thighs. She shuddered from just his touch and the naked fleshy lips of her twat spread wider in ravenous invitation.
Cindy's whole slender body suddenly spasmed in a shivering convulsion of desire as her boyfriend touched the tip of his tongue to the moist pink softness of her-labial lips.
"Aaaawww, yesss!" she groaned loudly as boyfriend's tongue burrowed thickly between the distended fleshy lips of her tight young pussy. There was very little hair around the narrow moist slit, and he wiggled the few sparse pussy-curls aside with his tongue as he licked hungrily along the damp, quivering fissure of her twat.
"Yes, yes!" she moaned over and over again as his tongue splayed deliriously between the soft pink lips of her young cunt and her whole body tremored with adolescent fervor. He licked and tongued her sweet teenage hole with abandoned enthusiasm, squirming the thick flesh of his tongue deeply into the sizzling cleft of her naked pussy. She held her own legs back and apart, gripping her thighs so tightly that her fingers left reddened welts along the soft white undersides of her slender legs.
The lithe blonde, her long hair tossing on the bed around her head like a tarnished halo, writhed and wiggled on the mattress until the sheets were twisted into knots beneath her firm, cheeky buttocks, and the aroused cheeks of her young ass clenched and unclenched like a huge fist, biting ravenously into the bedding as her teenage passions welled into a screaming, kicking crescendo of agonizing desire!
"Ooooh, God ... I ... I think I'm gonna' cum! Yess, I am, I am ... oh, don't stop kissing me there! Ooooh, yes, lick my pussy, lick it hard and make me cum, lover! Aaawww, it feels so goooddd!"
Her pussy-lips flowered ecstatically around the probing tip of his fleshy tongue and her cunt was suddenly awash with a gushing torrent of her own love-juices as the naked young boy licked and tongued the writhing teenager until he could hardly breathe, snorting air through his flared nostrils as he laved the full, wet furrow of her hair-fringed fissure, from the puckered little ring of her anus, up along the hot, steaming cleft to the throbbing, nerve-crammed bud of her clitoris. Every time his tongue splayed thickly over the pearl-like node, she groaned anew and squirmed around on the twisted sheets like she was in the agonies of death.
But it wasn't death or even pain that made the tall, slender blonde wriggle so and moan throatily with every prodding caress of her boyfriend's tongue ... it was the fervent, maddening agony of her own teenage passions, and she knew that any minute, she would explode in a kicking and screaming frenzy of ecstasy as her naked, well-muscled boyfriend licked her pussy!
Suddenly...!
"Ohhhh, Tim ... I can't stand it! I'm gonna' scream, I know I am! Aaaaawwww!" the wriggling young blonde choked hoarsely as her boyfriend's thick wet tongue made circles around the throbbing pearl of her clitoris. She felt her loins shudder and contract, and then she cried out inhumanly as a surging tidal wave of ecstasy rushed up from the tumescent flesh of her twat, up along the flat smoothness of her teenager's belly and into the jiggling little mounds of her high, firm titties!
"Aaaaghhhhh!! " Her head pushed back into the mattress and her thighs dropped and clamped tightly around the young boy's head, pressing the soft warmth of her legs against the sides of his face as he licked and sucked voraciously on the nerve-crammed little bud of her clitoris until Cindy came with the onrushing strength of a runaway diesel!
"God, yes ... yessss!" she hissed as the warm gushing wetness of her orgasmic juices flooded her boyfriend's cheeks and lips. And still he sucked and kissed her there on the gentle hummock of her genitals.
Finally, when the naked blonde, her whole body glistening with a misted sheen of perspiration, could stand not a second longer, her legs parted and he lifted his lips and tongue from the sweet-tasting cleft of her pussy, licking the pungent dampness from his mouth as he grinned up at her over the swelling peaks of her breasts.
Cindy had to swallow a couple of times before she could speak, and even then her voice was hoarse and cracked with fervent emotion.
"Fuck me now, baby ... put your big, hard dick in me and fuck me to death!"
CHAPTER THREE
She was floating uncontrollably in a dreamy void of unconsciousness, adrift as if she had been cast off somehow into the deepest recesses of outer space. Only the outer space in her case was only in the anguished depths of her own dreams. Sarah tossed and turned on her bed as the unconscious perceptions of her nightmare registered something wrong, something that should not be there. And even in her fitful sleep, she reacted ... there was a sound, a voice perhaps, and it came to her like the sound of music across a harbor at night, faint and tinkling but very real nonetheless.
Suddenly she sat upright on her bed, still asleep until she managed to get her eyes open and could at last comprehend the nightmarish sounds that broke into the privacy of her dreams ... it was her daughter's voice and she was crying!
Completely naked and barefoot, she hurried anxiously down the hallway to Cindy's bedroom, her heart pounding in her chest as only a worried mother's can, until she reached the doorway ... and heard her daughter's gasping cry with a clarity that cut through her sleepy grogginess like a razor-sharp knife!
Fuck me now, baby ... put your big, hard dick in me and fuck me to death!
Sarah caught herself just before crashing into her teenage daughter's room; she braced herself on the door jamb and dared not even breathe as the stunning reality chipped away at the defenses of her mother's conscience and the words her naked daughter had gasped in passion etched their way into her brain like boiling acid!
Oh my God, she's fucking! Cindy's naked with Tim on that bed, I can see them in the vanity mirror. . . and he's just about to fuck her! And from the wetness around his lips and Cindy's voice, it's obvious what he was just doing. . . eating her pussy! Dear Jesus, what can I do!?
She was trembling like a leaf in a chill wind, but it was not because she was naked and the night was cool. It was, instead, the shattering reality of what was going on that was sweeping over her like the cold squalls of autumn ... her own daughter was in there with a naked boy about to fuck her, and she was paralyzed with confusion, unable to act!
Sarah gradually returned to something resembling normalcy, shaking her head from side to side to clear away the cobwebs of fitful sleep. Little by little, the staggering harshness of the moment was taking effect, like a sobering drug that was coursing through her veins. She knew she should push the door completely open and storm into Cindy's room and put an end to this, but she just could not bring herself to do it. Perhaps it was the sound of her daughter's voice, the anguish in her plea that reminded the young mother of her own plight. And why should she humiliate her at a moment like this? From the choice of words and the naked intertwining of limbs that Sarah could glimpse already, it was apparent that this was not to be the first time ... what could she gain now by making a scene? Merely the alienation of her daughter, that's what.
She had resolved not to act, but there was no conscious resolution that made her stay there in the shadows by her daughter's door. She knew she could slip quietly away to her bedroom and Cindy would never know unless she chose to tell her But she did not leave. She peered instead around the half-closed door and into the mirror that gave her an unimpeded view of Cindy and Tim as they fondled and kissed each other and moved inexorably toward the carnal writhing of the sex act itself. She found herself watching eagerly, blushing with shame at the perverted implications of her own voyeurism ... but she could not pull herself away, like a doomed moth on a death-course with a flame. And as she watched, Sarah gradually oh, so gradually became aware of something more serious even than her own daughter's unexpected lasciviousness...!
Sweet Jesus, I'm really getting turned on watching them! What's wrong with me, am I going crazy from all these nights of frustration? It's wrong, it's crazy ... but I can't help it! Ooohh, his cock is so big and long and hard. . . and. God help me, I wish it was going between my legs instead!
CHAPTER FOUR
"Oh, Tim, honey ... wow, it's so hard, just for me! It loves me, it loves me!" The naked teenager was moving in a dozen directions at once, grinding her soft heart-shaped buttocks into the mattress as her ass-cheeks clenched in a gesture of wanton desire. "Let me hold it!"
He was in a push-up position over the lithe young blonde and he kissed her fervently on the lips, groaning as her small pink tongue slipped into his mouth. Her legs were pulled back so far that her knees pressed the gentle mounds of her girlish titties into flattened buds of softness. Her thighs had moved inhumanly apart and he could feel the closeness of her raging genital heat, her soft pink pussylips just inches from the throbbing, lust-bloated tip of his cock.
He gulped and sighed pleasurably as
Cindy reached around her doubled legs and grasped the thick, distended hardness of his prick and squeezed it anxiously.
"Mmmmmm, let me do it!" she bleated whimperingly, her eyes closed and her lips trembling as she wiggled the turgid stiffness of her boyfriend's long, hard cock between the moist, hair-rimmed lips of her cunt.
Tim groaned with unbearable lust and dropped his pelvis onto hers with a resounding thud. His cock surged into the wet, clinging heat of her pussy in a single wanton thrust and the young long-haired blonde cried out in spite of her arousal.
"Unngggh! T-Take it easy! Go easy at first!" she mewled as his balls slapped against the upturned smooth fissure of her firm cheeky ass ... his cock was sunk to the hilt in the sizzling dampness of her teenage pussy!
"No way, baby!" he hissed at her through his clenched teeth. "We do it my way now!"
Cindy spat something unintelligible at him and pounded on his chest with her fist, but he just laughed. He knew how much this hot-blooded teenager liked to be "on top", how she liked to call the shots, especially when she was naked and wriggling around like a fish out of water. But this time, he wanted it different ... he'd call the shots and she could just lie there with his big dick between her legs and love it!
"Ooooooohh, Tim! Tim!" She was whimpering like an alley cat in heat in spite of her anger at being stripped of her authority. "Oooh, baby, you're so big and hard! Mmmmmm, yes, yes! Awwww, it feels so good ... so goddamn, fucking good!"
Tim chuckled under his breath as he worked his hips up and down, each time sending his long, hard penis deep into the young girl's quaking loins. He could always tell when she was really getting "turned-on", because she liked to curse and talk dirty ... This feels like a good one. so I think I'll take her for a real ride! Yes sir, I'm gonna fuck her sweet little pussy to death!
Cindy's hands were all over his back, pounding on him and scratching at his muscled flesh as she whimpered and gasped under him, groaning arousedly with every delicious pain that rippled up from her grinding crotch. She was doubled almost in half at the waist and her pussy was turned up so that her boyfriend's hard, vicious thrusts were almost straight down. She could feel him deep in her belly, feel the clinging pressure of her own cuntal walls as they encased his throbbing organ in a grip of exquisite rapacity.
He was doing all right until Cindy murmured something cloying in his ear and reached around his pumping hips to lovingly caress the swollen, distended orbs of his bloated balls. He groaned as he felt her warm fingers close lightly over the sperm-laden roundness of his testicles and he knew that the edge he had over her was rapidly diminishing ... Goddamn her, she had to be in the driver's seat! All she has to do is squeeze and I'll come like a cannon!
Sarah had found the perfect position that allowed her to see, through Cindy's vanity mirror, everything that was happening on her teenage daughter's bed. She could hear it all, too, every moan and grunt, the splattering wet sound of flesh against flesh. The squirming grip of her young daughter's pussy as it nibbled voraciously at her boyfriend's long, hard cock ... and what a cock!
I know it's crazy, awful crazy, but I can't help it. . . I'd love that cock between my legs! Hell, I'd love it between my lips, down my throat, and I'd give him the sucking of his young life if he'd come down my throat with that beautiful, hard thing he's got between his muscled thighs! It's like a Greek god's penis, all hard and stiff and virile. . . Mmmmm, how I'd love it! Love it!
"Mmmmmm, Timmm! It's sooo gooodddd!" the wriggling, sweat-drenched blonde gurgled, her eyes wide and bulging in their sockets as her boyfriend worked above her like a madman. She could scarcely breathe from the sheer force of his vigorous, skewering thrusts ... and every time he pushed his long, stiff prick into the sizzling heat of her cunt, she groaned until it slithered home and his swollen balls swung heavily into the smooth, hairless cleft of her bottom cheeks with a resounding smack of incredible lewdness that only added to her fantastic arousal.
She clawed at his back and groped eagerly for the precious, jewel-like orbs of his balls, bloated and heavy with the thick cream of his passion ... the warm, heavy cream that would soon be gushing into her quaking loins and flooding her tortured belly in a river of lust-quenching wetness.
Cindy was fast reaching her orgasmic peak, rushing blindly now toward the pinnacle of screaming, moaning climax that was only moments away now. . . and safely within reach.
"Come on, honey ... hard now, hard!" she breathed huskily, her voice heavy with emotion as she wriggled under him with delicious salaciousness. She could feel every inch of his virile stiffness as his pelvis slammed against hers again and again, each time sending the long, throbbing hardness of his cock deep into the clasping wet heat of her young cunt. She fondled his balls ravenously now, squeezing them lovingly in her fingers like they were huge, oversized pearls; she felt their pulsing, swollen pressure and she knew that in a few seconds, this wondrous creamy heat would be hers ... in a spurting, gushing torrent of warm heavy cum!
"That's it, baby ... yes, yes! Ohhhhh, fuck me with your big hard dick, lover!
Mmmmm, yes, I love it. . . shit, I love it!" she breathed gaspingly, gripping her boyfriend's pumping hips with the insides of her thighs. Their naked bodies ground together hotly, soaked with perspiration and Cindy could feel her lover's hard, muscular chest pressing down against the sensitive, tender buds of her nipples as her legs spread incredibly and doubled back to give him even greater entry to the clinging wet depths of her teenage pussy!
And then, without warning, her orgasm exploded in her brain like the impact of a high-power bullet, and the naked, slender blonde screamed inhumanly, shrieking like her life was ebbing from her quivering body ... but it was not in pain that she screamed, but rather, in the delicious pleasures of her own girly-cum! She was out of her mind with cock-hungry excitement!
"Aaaaaaghhh, God, yes, yes! I'm ... cummiinngg! Shit, shit ... Aaaaaawwww!! " she bleated animalishly, tossing her head wildly from side to side as she bucked and writhed under her strong, powerful lover like a mare in heat!
He held it back until he had the satisfaction of seeing her cum, watching the distorted grimace of anguished pleasure mask her pretty young face as the perspiration beaded on her brow and dribbled into her tear-stained eyes.
Now, baby ... scream for it, honey, and I'll give you what you want, a bellyful of my cum!
Tim suddenly threw his head back and groaned as his balls gushed their viscous fullness into the young teenager's belly in practically a single vicious spurt that ricocheted all the way down the clinging, pink sheath, of her hot young pussy and into the cum-starved depths of her loins.
"Aaaaaaahhhh, baby! That's the way, Tim, darling, fill me up, fill me up with your cum ... Mmmmmmm, yessss!"
He supported his weight on his hands in a kind of sagging push-up as the last of his sperm sloshed into her belly and then he lifted his pelvis slowly from her bruised and battered crotch. His cock slithered flaccidly from the still-tight grip of her young pussy. The quaking lips of her vagina were puffy and distended with abating desire and she held him tightly to her nakedness, her arms around his firm, muscular shoulders. There was a lewd, slurping noise as his cock slipped from her cunt and then a gushing sound of air and the two youngsters laughed and giggled, giddy in the after-shocks of their exciting orgasm.
"Hey, honey, that was something else!" Tim breathed gaspingly as he rolled off of her, leaving a spider-web-thin trail of semen that finally broke as he stood up. His cock dangled limply between his thighs, but he was still a handsome specimen of well-built youth, his body trim and athletic from football and tennis.
"Yeah, far-out!" the naked blonde giggled, stretching like a female cat rising from a nap. Her breasts were full and swollen from sex and her nipples still hard and throbbing like hardened little buds atop the full, distended mounds of her firm titties. She ran her hands down the flatness of her belly to the moist fleecy curls of her pubic vee and rubbed her fingers lightly over the still-shivering lips of her pussy. Her legs were wide apart and scissoring softly with the lingering mood of the delicious screwing she had just enjoyed. She sat up suddenly, her eyes flashing with the gleaming mischievousness of a satisfied woman.
"Get dressed, Tim," she said impulsively. "And let's go have a couple of beers before Mom gets back!"
"Okay ... but how about a little kiss first?" She looked up at him, puzzled, until she saw what he had in his fist the half-firm fleshiness of his long, blue-veined cock.
"Sure, doll," she grinned, leaning over to take his cock into her mouth in a single gulp. She licked it heartily, sucking it with the hollowed strength of her cheeks until it was beginning to stiffen again.
She lifted her head and let his prick slip wetly over her bottom lip. "Enough of that. We'll find some time later, though, if you want a little head. But right now, we'd better get moving ... Mom could be back any minute and you wouldn't want her to catch us like this! She might have a heart attack!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Sarah backed away cautiously, terrified now that the kids might discover she had watched what they did ... everything! She was relieved that they were both going out again, for it took the burden off of her pretending to come home. Now she could just be sitting in the living room when Cindy came home ... the second time.
She was practically in shock, struggling within her mind to comprehend all she had seen and heard. It was no real surprise to know that Cindy was screwing, not from all she had heard from the other mothers, but she had no idea that her precious sixteen-year-old was such a practiced woman! ... Damn, she knows a few tricks I don't know yet! And she's just sixteen!
Sarah eased into her bedroom and closed the door quietly, confident that the kids would not come this way before leaving.
She lay on her bed, hardly breathing, until she heard the front door slam and could at last relax again. Then and only then did the still-naked woman begin to ponder the confusing and frightening complexities of her own emotions. And she "knew, that she had discovered a secret, perhaps perverted, facet of her own womanhood that she had never even guessed at before, not in those long empty nights since she became a young widow. Not ever.
He was so beautiful, like something out of a painting! No, like a statue, like one of those ancient statues of naked voting men 'throwing the discus or climbing from horseback. . . What an incredible body, so sleek and hard and firm, Mmmmmm, it was ... delicious-looking!
Sarah felt her legs opening and closing, her thighs rubbing arousedly against each other as she lay alone in the darkness, breathing slowly but heavily as her mind flashed with the images of her daughter's passion ... and her daughter's boyfriend's hard, virile manhood! She remembered something she had stashed away in the closet, a silly gag gift from one of her kooky girlfriends. She had laughed when
Hilda gave it to her for a joke, but she hid it away in case Cindy ever came across it and thought her mother was that kind of woman. Sarah held her breath and tried to make herself think of something else, but she couldn't. . . her mind kept returning to the shelf in the closet where Hilda's gag present still lay in the box it came in ... a seven-inch vibrator!
Oh, no, I can use that thing.' It was just a joke from that dirty-minded Hilda ... I can't!
But almost as the pretty blonde mother reassured herself, she was swinging her legs off the bed. She stopped a few feet short of the closet, shook her head in self-disgust, and then opened the door. She left the light off, as if the darkness could somehow hide the shame of what she was going to do. The box was on the top shelf toward the back and she went right to it; her fingers trembled as she took the obscene gadget from its hiding place. There was a tiny switch on the flat end and she turned it on, half of her, the decent part of her conscience, hoping upon hope that the thing wouldn't work ... but it whirred into action, vibrating powerfully in her hand.
Sarah was close to tears as she stretched out again on her bed, alone oh, so alone! in the dark. Her eyes were closed and her mind reeled dizzily with the lurid images of the handsome young boy who had so incredibly fucked Cindy while she watched. She thought wantonly of his youthful firmness, his lean muscled legs pumping strongly as he rocked his long, hard cock in and out of the young girl's hotly squirming cunt. . . Godddd, I wish he were here! I wish he was fucking me now with that gorgeous hard cock! Awwww, it hurts just thinking about it!
Her legs were moving apart without her willing it, as if her long-unfulfilled desires were seizing control of her body and forcing it to respond. Her thighs parted as she moved her hands down to the steaming warmth of her hair-fringed cunt. The vibrator was in her right hand, switched off, and she began to shamelessly caress the soft moist folds of her vagina, her fingers wriggling into the puffy pink flesh of her labial lips until she found the nerve-packed pearl of her clitoris.
Oooooh, God help me! I have to do it. I have to!
The vibrator came on, surprisingly loud in the silence of her darkened bedroom, and the naked housewife spasmed convulsively as the rounded tip brushed over the distended lips of her cunt. Her back arched sharply until her cheeky bottom was not touching the bed at all, her weight on her shoulders and heels. The humming vibrator worked deliberately between the moist warm folds of her pussy until ... !
Aaaahhh, it feels so good there on my clit! Aw, yes, it's gonna' make me cum and stop this hurting for awhile!
The vibrator's whirring tip was pressed hard against the sensitive tiny bud of her clitoris and the lips of her vagina closed fleshily around the buzzing gadget as she held it deliciously in place. Her thighs were widely-splayed and she held the salacious toy with both hands, pressing it wantonly into the naked, hair-rimmed slit of her cunt like a hard, throbbing cock ... like Tim's cock, like a dozen cocks just like his! like the endless young teenage cocks that she knew now she needed so badly!
How long she lay like that, she would never know, for the time could not be measured in minutes or seconds, but rather, in the increments of pleasure and fulfillment as the frustrated young widow brought herself moaningly to the dismal brink of her own self-abused climax!
When she started to cum, her moans deepened as if coming from some hidden source of passion deep in her loins. Her eyes were open in the darkness and her eyelids fluttered as her gasping moans of pleasure degenerated into a single, incessant wail as old as womanhood ... the whining, helpless plea of a woman nearing the momentary death of her mind-bending orgasm!
"Aaawwwww ... Goddddd!" It was all she could manage, for her breath seemed to be choked back like a powerful hand was tightly pressed around her neck. Her large, full breasts jiggled on her chest and her nipples hardened to the size of small dark marbles. She choked and gagged on the rising heat of her orgasm and then, impulsively, she shoved the seven-inch vibrator, still whirring, into the ravenous, cock-starved heat of her cunt.
"Oooh, it's in me ... it's so big, like a huge dick! And it's vibrating ... God, how it's vibrating!" she gasped aloud, wriggling around on her bed as the long hard device surged into the empty, man-hungry depths of her womanhood!
"Aaaaaahhhhh, yessssss!! "
CHAPTER SIX
Sarah found the first days almost unbearable the first confrontation with Cindy, her own short-fused attempts at pretending nothing had happened that night. But Sarah managed to keep her chin high and her mouth closed, a mean feat in light of what she had witnessed. But she knew that to confront her teen-aged daughter with her own secret knowledge would only widen the rift between them, as Cindy was waist-deep in that awkward time between childhood and adulthood that we call adolescence, and as her mother, Sarah was fully aware that such an embarrassing revelation would quite possibly drive Cindy out of her life for good.
Once she was past those first couple of days, keeping it all inside her became much easier, but now, with the anguish of Cindy's promiscuity fading in her mind, Sarah Holloway was forced to come fact-to-face with a more agonizing truth ... the wantonness of her own lustful desires for a young lover!
She had hoped it would all go away, that her moment of shameless self-abuse was just a fluke. And that the harshness of daylight would drive away the perverted lusts of night ... but it didn't happen that way.
Nor did Sarah awaken to a life filled with carnal desires for young boys, either. It was not a sudden happening, but rather a deepening of emotion that came on her slowly, like a sickening dread, until the pretty young widow could only admit in her secret confessions that the truth was now undeniable ... she wanted a handsome young lad for her lover, if only to once know for sure whether these perverse longings were fleeting ... or a permanent new facet of her personality!
It was Saturday night, the same week as her startling discovery in Cindy's bedroom, and Sarah was alone at home. Dan was working the late shift and had promised to telephone, but so far the phone had not rung. Television was the usual week-end pablum, bland and so uninteresting that Sarah could not stand to watch more than a few minutes without helping herself to another drink.
The alcohol was perhaps what she hated most about this change in herself, for she had seen all-too-vividly what drinking could do to a decent person. But the bottle was her only sanctuary from these flashing images that exploded again and again in her brain ... the tortured, stop-motion memories of Cindy and her virile, naked lover!
She heard footsteps outside and tensed, waiting for the doorbell to sound. Hurriedly, she hid the bottle of whiskey and her emptied glass in case it was Dan, and went to the door. "I'm coming ... just a moment!"
There was no answer from outside, so she cautiously peered through the peep-hole first, though most people in Lordsville would have just thrown the door open. She had to turn her head to see who was standing on the tiny porch.
"Come in, William," she offered as she opened the door. A tall, lanky youth of about sixteen shuffled in nervously, a coin-changer on his belt and the newspaper collection cards in one hand.
"Just a second, William, and I'll get your money. It's in the bedroom," she explained, holding the halves of her thin dressing gown together. As she walked away was it just her imagination gone wild? she felt the burning heat of his eyes on her backside and she realized that the gown would be practically transparent as she stepped between him and the hall light. She walked slowly, deliberately letting her full, voluptuous bottom-cheeks rub sensuously together as her hips moved from side to side. She felt wickedly perverted, but it gave her a kind of thrill to fee! his curious youthful gaze on her behind.
Sarah stopped just short of the bedroom door and turned abruptly; the lanky blonde youngster dropped his eyes sheepishly and his cheeks colored with embarrassment. ... I was right, he was staring at my ass! Mmmmm, I'll bet he'd love it as much as I would. . . but how?
She knew the alcohol was doing her thinking for her, for William was a neighbor and even to think of such a thing was foolish and dangerous beyond belief ... but still the thrilling promise of a naked young lover, even if he wasn't as handsome as Tim, made her blood boil with excitement and she could already feel the sticky wetness of her desires between her thighs.
Sarah found her purse on the bedside nightstand and a wild and wicked idea crossed her mind. She shook her head violently, as if to force the crazy notion from her thoughts, but the idea was implanted, and like some insane mutant cancer gone berserk, if spread quickly until she could no longer think rationally at all ... she had to have him, whatever the cost! The heady combination of smoldering lusts and strong drink had numbed her sense of reason and she was acting now on blind, wanton impulse!
"Uh, William ... could you come here a minute?" she called from the bedroom. Almost immediately she heard his rapid footsteps on the hall carpet and she tensed, her heart pounding in her chest like a diesel generator. The blood rushed up from her loins, carrying the sizzling message of her naked desires to the alcohol-numbed cells of her brain ... and she knew it was too late to change her mind. Her beautiful, curvaceous body was thinking for her now.
He was standing in the doorway when she turned, his eyes roaming hotly over the full, womanly curves of her body. Her exciting promises were thinly-veiled beneath the sheer gauzy fabric of her pale-green gown, and the hardened tips of her nipples poked invitingly against the garment from beneath.
"Uh ... I dropped a handful of change when I opened my purse," she managed, thinking as fast as her throbbing passions would allow. "Could you look for it under the bed? You can get down there a lot easier than I can ... I guess I'm getting old."
There was a flicker of recognition in the young boy's eyes and Sarah quickly realized that he was a smart lad indeed her trickery was wasted on him, she guessed. He could see right through the sham of her pretense ... and into the seething inferno of her carnal desires!
"I don't think you're old, Mrs. Holloway ... you look too pretty to be old." He was still blushing, but there was a growing adolescent cockiness to his voice that made the thirty-five-year-old widow even more excited.
"Thank you, William ... from a handsome young man like you, that's quite a compliment." Sarah could see his eyes as they dropped, darting, to the swelling curves of her breasts and she felt her skin tingle beneath her dressing gown as if his eyes were laser beams burning into her flesh.
She stared at him and watched his roaming eyes return to match her burning gaze. "You didn't lose any money, did you?" he asked confidently, a hint of a smirk across his lips.
Sarah did not look away though she could feel the shame-marks of crimson that flooded her cheeks. "N No ... I ... I just wanted you to come in here." She surprised herself as she mouthed those fateful words the first admission to anyone outside her private self that she carried this secret desire in her loins.
"What for, Mrs. Holloway ... to seduce me?" he grinned boyishly. Sarah felt embarrassedly like Mrs. Robinson in The Graduate, but she was in this mess up to her ass now and there was just one way out.
She swallowed down the rising bile of her shame. "Maybe ... is that such a bad idea?"
He looked her over again like he needed one more look before he could make up his mind. Sarah felt like a heifer at a cattle auction, but the shame was not strong enough to overcome the red-hot desires that burned between her slender thighs. The wetness there had spread until she knew her soft pubic curls had to be dripping wet with the stickiness of her love-juices.
"Naw, it ain't a bad idea at all, Mrs. Holloway ... I'd like to fuck you. You're a damn fine-looking woman," he said smugly, lifting his chin in a gesture of machismo.
Her dressing gown had a single tie at her waist and she let the knot slip open. The newsboy's eyes widened and then dropped to her breasts as she pulled the halves of her gown apart in a bold move of unmistakable invitation that astonished even her.
"Wow!" was all he could manage as his eyes locked on the full voluptuous globes of her breasts. They were enormous to his eyes, accustomed to teenage girls in the budding firmness of puberty.
"Do you like them, William?" Sarah grinned wickedly. She knew he did, it was written all over his face!
"You can touch them if you want to ... go ahead."
He moved closer to her, like a supplicant approaching the altar of his faith, and his hands went up slowly to tie huge, full globes of her tits. They were strangely cool to his hot, eager grip and he could feel her large, dark nipples harden under his fingers. He toyed with the flesh of her crinkly nipples until she nearly swooned, a low, gurgling moan of surrender pouring wetly from her lips.
Sarah opened her gown to the hem and let it fall widely apart, giving the lanky youngster an unimpeded view of her whole, womanly nakedness. His eyes searched for the nearly-in visible thin line of her vagina beneath the moist, matted curls of her pubic hair.
"T Touch me there, too ... hurry!" she breathed, her eyes mere slits as her thighs parted with wanton invitation. She almost collapsed as she felt his stubby, grimy fingers course downward over the gentle hummock of her belly to the sparse fleecy bush between her hips. His fingers dived into the wet, downy curls and one even probed between the pouting, distended lips of her cunt.
"Aaaawww, yessss!" Sarah's knees were like jelly beneath her and she had to sit on the edge of her bed before she lost her balance completely. She closed her eyes, shamelessly aware that the slender boy was just inches from her face. Suddenly, he took his hands off of her and she looked up to see him beginning to undress ... he was no inexperienced kid, he knew what he wanted and how to get it!
Sarah watched eagerly as he lifted his boyishly-muscled arms and tugged himself free of the striped tee-shirt that was all he wore above the waist. She dared not look at his face as he unzipped his jeans, terrified that their eyes might meet and she would be unable to go through with this wanton act.
"Here it is, Mrs. Holloway ... just what you wanted!" he laughed with nervous bravado. Sarah's eyes widened until they seemed all-white as he yanked his enormous cock from inside his denim jeans. He pushed the pants and his white undershorts down hurriedly and the thirty-five-year-old mother caught a fleeting peek at the yellowed stains he sought to conceal.
He pushed them down his legs with his toes and stepped out of both garments at once, leaving nothing but air between her and the firm, boyish strength of his loins ... and he was hung like a prize-winning stallion!
"Y You're quite well, uh, built for a boy your age," she managed, her heart thumping in her chest so loudly she was sure he could hear.
He grinned proudly. "Yes, Ma'am ... I guess part of me sort of growed up ahead of the rest." He held his cock lightly in one hand, making it bounce up and down while Sarah's eyes followed it in mesmerized obsequiousness ... she had to have it, every beautiful inch!
He sat down close to her on the edge of the bed, his legs spread widely so that she could not miss the hint ... he wanted his big, hard cock sucked.
Sarah's stomach was knotted with a dozen strange and powerful emotions as she eased off the bed and knelt between his skinny legs, wispy with the boyish fuzz of adolescence. She leaned close to his long, huge cock and took it delicately with three of her fingers; her lips ovaled and she closed her eyes as the purplish, bloated head entered her mouth. She could feel its heavy, blood-engorged weight on her tongue and she gulped back her shame and encircled his virile hardness with the rims of her moistened lips. It pulsed like it contained a second heart and she could feel it throbbing inside her mouth as she brushed it lightly with her tongue.
"That ain't much of a cock-sucking, if you'll pardon my saying so, Ma'am," he smirked down at her plight. He pushed his crotch toward her face and another inch of his man-sized erection slipped into the moist warm shelter of her mouth. Sarah heard him groan pleasurably as her teeth grated along the sensitive underside of his mammoth stiffness, and it made her feel good as well to see what she could do to this well-hung youngster with just a flick of her tongue.
"Yeah, that's getting better ... move that tongue some more. Mrs. Holloway!" His hands hung at his sides as if he was afraid to touch her even as she nibbled hungrily at the stiffened flesh of his boyish virility, but the smirking grin of self-confidence that was smeared on his lips was anything but boyish ... it was the cocky, self-sure grin of a man dominating a woman!
He found the courage to grab her head with both hands, holding her securely as he face-fucked her with long, deep thrusts that bumped the back of her throat and made her groan and gag, but she took all he could push down her gullet and kept right on sucking ... she was desperate, cock-hungry and ready for anything now!
Sarah's lips and tongue moved with practiced enthusiasm now, laving and sucking every pore of his stiff, blue-veined cock as her lips ovaled tautly around it. She could barely see it as she stared down over her nose, its hard, reddened length wet and glistening with her own warm saliva as it slithered thickly in and out of her lingual grip. She could taste the first hint of his semen, strong and pungent with the fiery strength of youth as his balls bloated with desire.
"Hey, that's nice, lady ... you sure know how to do it!" he gasped and Sarah could barely stifle the chuckle of pride as she ravenously gulped and licked his firm young prick with all the taunting movements she could muster. She still gagged as he bounced the distended head of his cock off the ravaged back of her throat, and his face-fucking thrusts were bordering now on the bestial as he grunted and groaned, still holding her head with his hands tightly over her ears. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked voraciously on his stiffened member and the coarse, damp hairs of his loins tickled her nose and cheeks as she gobbled every inch of his man-sized erection.
"All right, all right," he breathed in appreciation. "Just keep on sucking ... I'm almost there and then you can have a bellyful of my cum!"
Sarah was barely able to keep from choking now as his thrusts bumped viciously against the sensitive back of her throat, and she stumbled on her salvation by a fiuke ... she had to swallow the mouthful of saliva that flooded her cheeks, and as she did, his cock dived surprisingly down her throat. She swallowed it and didn't choke!
The newsboy gasped in astonishment, too surprised for a moment to even speak. "Goddamn!" he blurted when his voice returned. "I ain't ever had that done before ... Man, you're something else, Ma'am!"
The next time, it was planned, and she tried it cautiously, still afraid she might gag, but again it slithered right into her gullet, into the fist-like velvety pressure of her throat!
"Wow, that's far out. . . far-fucking-out!" He could feel her throat muscles milking his prick like a strong hand wrapped in wet cloth, every inch of his erection tunneled deep into the clinging tightness of her gullet!
Sarah could taste the thickening secretions of his cock, the milky-thin oozings of semen that told her what was on the way ... the volcano spurting of his hard, thick cock as he filled her wanton belly with his thick cream!
There was no need to hold her head now, for she was pushing her face gruntingly into the hairy heat of his crotch, gobbling all of his long, hard cock in an act of indescribable lasciviousness. He reached down and helped her out of her gown, pushing it over her shoulders until it dropped to the floor at her knees and she was absolutely naked. Sarah heard him breathe in sharply as he looked down at the supple smoothness of her bare back, the crease of her firm, supple buttocks just barely visible over the naked expanse of flesh. When she rocked back and his cock slipped from her lips with a slurping noise until just the purplish, distended tip was between her lips, he could sight down past his throbbing erection to the high, full globes of her tits, deliciously swollen with desire ... with boy-hungry lust!
He was fucking her mouth-hole now with such fervent abandon that Sarah barely had time to breathe, every backward movement of his hips pulling his long, stiff cock from the taut, agonizing grip of her throat until just the mushroom-shaped head was clasped between her ovaled lips. He let it hang there a fleeting moment, grinning and chuckling to himself at the lurid excitement of seeing a woman old enough to be his mother nibbling and sucking at his naked cock like a cheap whore ... and she was beautiful as well, as gorgeously voluptuous as his wildest wet-dreams!
When he had teased her enough, letting the head of his prick slip wetly from her lips until his semen painted her mouth like lipstick, he rammed it down into her throat again with a grunt of sadistic cruelty until it bumped the rear of her throat and slithered thickly down her gullet! He whimpered with boyish enthusiasm in spite of himself as he felt the fist-like tightness of her throat encase his cock in a kind of delicious pressure from the snobbish head right down to the hair-surrounded base.
"That's the way ... just keep it up! Don't stop ... don't stop when it starts to, uh, cum, okay? Okay?"
Sarah managed a thin affirmative grunt, nodding her head as much as she dared. He grunted with exquisite pain as his cock bent and slipped down her throat, but the pain was hardly noticeable as the clinging grip of her gullet massaged his prick like a million tiny fingers!
I've done this before, many times, but not like this! It's weird ... ! can't understand it, but I feel like I'm being fucked! There's a wild, delicious heat between my legs like a man's cock was there instead of emptiness! Jesus, what does it all mean. He's just a kid, but he's turning me on like a switch! What's it going to be like if he fucks me? I'll go crazy, that's what!
It wasn't shame or anguish that made her stomach churn and tied her insides in knots, it was the fervent heat of her own arousal that surged up from her loins and into the jiggling, swaying pendulums of her full, distended tits. It made her nipples ache for his touch, burning and throbbing with a special kind of boy-hungry lust that only this virile lanky youngster could answer. She was too far gone with wild, lascivious desire to be concerned with the implications of her unnatural lusts ... she wanted his big, hard cock and she didn't care what it meant! She wanted his cock and she hungered and thirsted for the rich creamy sperm that she knew was just seconds from filling her mouth and spilling down into her belly! She wanted his cum, she craved it with a gnawing, bestial intensity that defied description ... she ached to suck his beautiful boyish nuts until they were empty, until his gorgeous young prick was soft and rubbery in her mouth and then, perhaps, she thought wickedly, she might stick her tongue tip into his tight rectum just to make him squirm!
The naked boy sitting on the edge of her bed suddenly cried out and for a moment, a split-second, Sarah feared she had hurt him. But she quickly discovered the reason for his groaning outburst ... he was going to cum!
He felt the tempestuous eruption begin deep in his bloated balls, far down between his thighs in the leather, distended orbs of his nuts. There was a churning heat, an unbearable pressure ... and then blessed relief as he gasped pleasurably, throwing his head back and pushing his crotch forward so that his cock was deeply imbedded in the naked housewife's throat. And then it came...!
His hands tightened over her ears in case she tried to pull away and deny him this exquisite moment of unbelievable ecstasy. He pumped his cock in and out of her throat with slow, sensuous thrusts as his sperm gushed out of the throbbing head of his cock like machine-gun fire, ricocheting down her throat in great, heavy spurts as Sarah sucked and swallowing, grunting and breathing loudly through her flared nostrils.
Sarah swallowed again and again and again, huge creamy mouthfuls of warm cum as his cock jerked and throbbed so viciously that it nearly slipped from her lips. She, had never known anything like it. . . the sheer force of his ejaculation made her want to scream with ecstatic bliss. He gushed a bucketful of warm, seething sperm into her belly ... and still it came, again and again, until finally he groaned and untensed and Sarah knew that at last he was drained ... she had all of his cum now, sloshing in her boy-starved belly!
Moments later, she opened her mouth and let his cock slither free. He fell back onto the bed, gasping like he had been kicked in the chest.
"Now, my young friend, "Sarah said hoarsely, her voice thick with passion. "It's your turn ... I want you to fuck me. I'll get it hard again, but I want it ... I want it bad!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sarah stood up slowly, her knees still wobbly, and looked down at the spent, exhausted youngster who lay across her bed. She glanced at the bedside clock to be sure there was plenty of time before Cindy might be home ... Lots of time, time for a nice young dick between my legs. Mmmmmmmm!
She felt strange, like she was stoned on some super-potent drug, her whole body tingling excitedly; wild and exciting emotions pulsed through her muscles from the hot, sizzling wetness of her crotch. It was strange, the way she felt, but she loved it ... she felt wildly obsessed with her own rampant sexuality, eagerly to do whatever her body willed, no matter what!
He was staring up at her, his eyes wide as though he feared this whole thing was a wonderful dream and he might wake-up if he dared to blink. Sarah pushed her open palms up under her breasts and lifted their full, heavy weight. She smiled down at him her eyes moving down over his firm slender body to the flaccid, dripping-wet flesh of his cock. She felt wickedly excited, as if nothing she could do was wrong, and she started a little dance all her own of indescribable incitement as the youngster watched, bug-eyed with disbelief. Her hips swayed sensuously like the exotic movements of a belly dancer and his eyes followed the moist fleecy vee of her pubic mound hypnotically ... and his cock, bursting with youthful fervor, began to throb and quiver again into hard, pulsating rigidity!
"Mmmmm, you're getting hard already!" Sarah breathed huskily as she swayed arousingly, her feet staying put and her long, supple nakedness moving around them.
She leaned over him and let her dangling breasts trace lightly across his belly until she brushed his chest with her lips. There were no hairs at all on his torso, except for a few beneath his arms, and she licked the muscled flatness of his chest with her tongue tip. She mewled sensuously as her lips moved over the tiny boyish tips of his nipples and he squirmed uncomfortably under her wanton caress. Her hands touched his sides and then moved down past his waist to the narrow boyish flare of his hips. She flattened her palms against his warm naked skin and moved her hands together toward the jutting heavy flesh of his cock.
"It's all nice and big again!" she mewled as she cupped his thick, blood-engorged cock with her fingers. It was wet and sticky from her saliva and a thin oozing trickle of semen smeared across the bulbous, purplish head. She grinned wickedly and extended her tongue to touch it. . . almost.
"Aaawww!" he bawled, his hips twitching as he looked down and saw the blonde housewife's tongue tip less than half-an-inch from the throbbing, distended hardness of his cock. Sarah chuckled under her breath as he squirmed she liked the way she could make him act this way with just the teasing flick of her tongue. He was all hers for now and she aimed to enjoy him, like an ancient queen's sex slave!
She lightly played her tongue tip along the hardened, sensitive rim of his cock-head, brushing it delicately like a gourmet might toy with a fine dish before consuming it.
He's ready, it's as hard as a pipe! God, what a beautiful dick he's got! I just love 'em like this ... long and hard and smooth, with just a few hairs around the base to tickle my cheeks. Mmmmmmmm!
She saw his face, masked with a contorted grimace of ecstasy as she lightly teased his cock with her tongue, and she suddenly had an idea ... something so wildly wicked that would never have dreamed of trying it with her late husband or Dan, the only two men who had ever bedded her ... Do I dare? What if he says no, what if he gets angry?
He was lying on his back on her rumpled bed, his legs bent at the knees and dangling over the side. Sarah rose from her crouch and climbed onto the bed, spreading her thighs over him as he lay there. She was naked now, her thin filmy gown in a pile on the floor, and she straddled him salaciously, the insides of her supple thighs pressing hotly against the bony protuberances of his hips. She watched his face, saw him gulp back his eager excitement as she hovered over him, the sizzling cock-starved heat of her crotch inches from the jutting stiffness of his cock. But Sarah wanted something else first. . . and she knew this well-hung young boy would give it to her, for he would do anything she asked him now!
"P-Put it in," he breathed excitedly, looking up at the thirty-five year old blonde with huge, jiggling breasts who kneeled over him. Sarah said nothing, but moved instead on her knees ... until her warm moist pussy was close to his parched, quivering lips. He was starting to understand why she waited ... she wanted him to eat her pussy! She was going to sit on his face!
He managed one deep, gasping breath before Sarah, heady with unaccustomed dominance, braced herself with one hand on the headboard of her bed and lowered the steaming fissure of her damp, hair-rimmed cunt onto his face. He was reluctant at first, but the moist, dribbling juices of her vagina were like liquor to his young lips and he began to tongue her and lick her wantonly, his whole tongue snaking into the damp, clinging heat of her pussy. Sarah groaned and shuddered every 'time his tongue made a delicious, lust-stirring swipe along the wet pink slit of her twat, and with her passions at a feverish pitch already, her orgasm was quickly reached. She began to whimper first, and then her mewling cry became a gurgling moan that rattled in her chest as she clamped her thighs around his head. His tongue seemed a yard wide and a foot long as it licked and laved the pungent dampness of her vagina ... until she-could not stand a second more and she lifted her crotch from his face.
'T-Thank you ... now I'm going to let you fuck me," she whispered hoarsely, as if just saying the word would somehow shatter the spell. She wiggled her voluptuous hips and snaked back along his body, leaving his lips and cheeks wet and glistening with her orgiastic flow. She rubbed her crotch salaciously along his chest until she was again squatting over the stiff, upraised hardness of his long, firm prick. Still holding the headboard with one hand, she reached down between her legs, and with her fingers trembling, she took the thick, turgid flesh of the young newsboy's cock and wiggled it into the wetness of her twat. Her pussylips flowered eagerly around it and nibbled at the purplish, distended head voraciously. She was still resting her weight on her Own knees, half a foot above his sinewy loins.
"Now!" she gasped, gripping the headboard so tightly with one hand that her knuckles were white. She sank herself agonizingly onto the stiff, upraised hardness of his cock, impaling herself on his naked erection until she sank all the way to his hard, bony pelvis ... every inch of his long, stiff prick was inside her!
"Aaaaaaahhhhh, yess ... it feels so good in me! Push up, lover, and I'll fuck you ... I'll fuck you soooo gooddd!" Her eyes were hardly more than slits as she started to work herself up and down on his man-sized cock, skewering herself deliciously on his glistening lust-pole and then lifting her hot, sizzling crotch from his only to slam it again onto his loins, jarring the bed and making him groan with exquisite agony. The thrill of having his cock inside her any cock! was making her head spin deliriously and she nearly swooned more than once as she worked herself feverishly into a groaning, panting rhythm of unspeakable lust. She leaned far forward over him, her naked buttocks cheeks widely splayed around his pole-like erection as she pumped up and down wildly on his passion-quenching hardness. Her breasts jiggled and bounced over his face until he took them in his hands and hotly rubbed them against his lips, licking her nipples rapaciously and whimpering with delight as she worked over him slavishly. Again and again she bumped against his loins, slamming herself down onto his upturned stiffness as every precious inch skewered her wantonly. Her cuntal lips were like a hot wet fist around his youthful flesh, and she grunted frenetically as she humped up. and down wildly above him until ... the screaming, hair-pulling climax that had eluded her so long!
God help me, I think I'm going to die! It's coming, I can feel it. . . dear merciful God, yessss! Yesssss!
The trim, curvaceous young mother suddenly gasped like a bullet had slammed into her spine and her back arched impossibly as she pushed herself down onto his long, thick cock with the frenzied strength of an Amazon!
"Unngghh, yessss! I'm ... cummmiinngg! God, yes, oh yes! Push up, lover, push your beautiful cock into my belly!" she groaned as the tears dribbled down her reddened cheeks. She squirmed and grunted and bounced around on top of him all at once and he could feel the gushing warm wetness of her orgasm as it flooded his balls and trickled down the insides of his thighs.
Sarah reached around her own excitedly humping buttocks and lovingly milked his balls with a tender pressure that made his nuts explode again ... this time into the gulping, nibbling heat of her cunt! He filled her completely and his sperm oozed from around his softening penis as he pushed up strongly from under her, mixing obscenely with the moistness of her own secret genitals.
When at last they both were spent, she tried to lift herself off of him, but she succeeded only in falling to the bed beside him. She watched through narrowed slits as he hurriedly dressed, wiping himself boyishly on the edge of her sheet.
He turned to her as he was in the doorway and fumbled for words. "Uh. Mrs. Holloway ... I'd better be going. I have a lot of stops to make and...."
Sarah smiled thinly. Her passion was quenched, for the moment at least, and she could grapple realistically with the impending consequences of what she had done.
"That's okay, William," she said. "Will you come see me again?"
A big grin spread across his teenage face. "Sure! Any time! You just say when!"
"Okay ... I'll let you know. But nothing about this, not even to your friends, all right? This is to be our little secret."
He nodded as if he understood the importance of that request to the widowed thirty-five year old, but Sarah suspected that her confidence was not to be long-lived ... and as he left, she tried to cry and found that the tears would not answer.
Dear God, I hope I don't live to regret this night. . . I hope, I hope, I hope!
CHAPTER EIGHT
"But, Tim, I don't want to! Doesn't that make any difference to you," the lithe young teenager repeated in exasperation, her arms in the air. "I don't even Ike Lonnie ... why should I let him fuck me?"
Her boyfriend, wide-eyed from crystal speed, held a single finger to his lips and shook his head. "Goddamnit, Cindy, you can be so fucking square sometimes. It's just a little fuck he wants ... and you know how much I've wanted to get in Corina's drawers!"
Cindy was whispering, but in her anger, it was almost a shout that could be heard back at Tim's parked car. "Well, Tim Allen, if you want some brown sugar so much, you can get it on your own! I'm not going to turn a trick just because you've got the hots for a colored girl!"
"You don't want to fuck him 'cause he's black, right?" Tim needled. His eyes were practically all white and his pupils were the size of dimes.
Cindy was furious now; she did not like being accused of racial prejudice, especially when it was so obviously a trick to get her to go along with the crazy "swap" scheme the two guys had worked out. Lonnie and his girlfriend were in the back seat of Tim's old car, parked a few yards down the deserted logging rut they had found just outside of Lordsville. She knew it was a cheap trick, but she knew too that Tim would not give up ... if it took all night.
"Damn it, all right. . . you win! Let's go."
"Consider yourself a lucky man, Lonnie. Cindy's never done anything like this before ... and she picked you to be the first." Tim was lying through his teeth, and talking a mile-a-minute from the speed he had "snorted". Cindy did not like her boyfriend when he was like this, because the amphetamine only made him nasty when it started to lose its fine, sharp edge. But they were too far out of town to walk back, so she just shrugged and let herself be talked into it ... her first time with a black boy.
Lonnie and his girl Corina were a fine-looking pair; what with him a star running back on the football team and Corina a high-stepping majorette. She had a full, bushy Afro and the facial features of a Caucasian, and Lonnie was more the pure-blooded African type, with fuller lips and a broad nose, though he was not bad looking, even by a white girl's standards ... a white girl as pretty and sought-after as the long-haired Cindy Holloway.
Lonnie opened his door and Corina got out to climb into the front with Tim. Cindy moved into the back seat, and Lonnie's hands were all over her before she even touched the seat.
"Wow, you're in a hurry," she said snappily, drawing a loud laugh from Tim and the nice-looking black girl in the front seat.
'Time's a-wasting, girlie," the Negro grinned as his hand gripped her leg just above the knees. Suddenly, he pushed his fingers between her thighs; she clamped them together instinctively, then sighed and let her legs fall open ... and his fingers made a bee-line for the thin filmy crotch band of her panties.
"Help me, baby," he whispered as a litany of mewls and whimpered groans echoed from the front seat. Tim had turned on his stereo tape deck and the music made it difficult to know exactly what was happening, but it was readily apparent that Corina and Cindy's boyfriend were doing something more exciting than just sitting ... and the fiery-tempered young blonde decided then and there that she could play this game as well as Tim, maybe even better!
She lifted her ass-cheeks from the car seat and let the black boy pull her panties down her long smooth legs. They became entangled in her toes and she had to help him, but almost before she got them free, he was yanking and pulling at the zipper of her skirt.
"Here ... now it'll come down," she breathed, her words throaty with "passion" for Tim and Corina's benefit. He pulled her skirt off and then tugged her jersey pullover up and off her arms. She was braless. like she usually was, and now she was naked ... her firm, teenage body milky-white and smooth next to his ebony hardness. She could hardly see him, as the only light was the pale glow of the stereo indicator light, a reddish flicker that barely illuminated the dash of the car.
"Mmmmmmm, they're nice!" he wheezed, and Corina laughed from the front seat. Cindy ignored her, and Lonnie suddenly lowered his face to her breasts and began to kiss them, moving his lips back and forth from one to the other as her small pink nipples throbbed and quivered into marble-sized hardness. His fleshy lips covered her nipple as he kissed her and he flicked at it with the tip of his tongue, making her squirm hotly against the upholstered seat. The seat was cold to her soft bottom-cheeks, but it was quickly warming as she wiggled excitedly against it. And now she wasn't pretending ... the sound of Corina and Tim in the front seat, the forbidden lascivious thrill of having this handsome black boy kiss her titties and lick them with his hot, wet tongue, all combined to make her young brain swim with desire. Grown-up desires, the hot-blooded desires of a real woman!
"Oooooohh, kiss me there!" she hissed through her clenched teeth as Lonnie's lips started to work inexorably down her firm smooth belly to the tiny dimple of her belly-button. The music was louder now, and Corina and Tim seemed not to hear ... Cindy suspected they were both too busy with their own lusts to care!
Lonnie swallowed hard and then stuck the tip of his tongue into the shallow bowl of her navel. The slender, long-haired blonde squirmed like his tongue tip was charged with electricity, and when that same pinkish tip began to lick its way downward, through the soft down of her abdominal trail, Cindy groaned loudly and opened her legs in naked, abject submission ... Yes. you black stud, lick my pussy! Lick it goodddd!
The teenage white girl leaned back into the seat, dropping down so that her loins were pushed up for Lonnie's lascivious tonguing. She opened her slender thighs so widely that the muscles quivered and ached as his thick, fleshy tongue splayed the moist, pouting lips of her young cunt. His thumbs were pressed together and they squirmed between the soft fleshy folds of her pussy.
'Turn your ass around," he grunted up at her. "Turn around this way!" Cindy obeyed instantly and quickly she felt his cheeks brushing against the sensitive insides of her milky-white thighs. His tongue darted in and out of his large, full lips, inciting the tender, nerve-filled bud of her clitoris until Cindy could barely suppress a scream of mortal anguish.
"Oooooooh, Lonnie ... lick me, baby! I'm burning up down there! Lick my pussy ... lick it and kiss it until I cum!" She was leaning back on her elbows now, her legs spread as wide as she could manage, as his lips hotly kissed the pink, pliant flesh of her cunt in a soulful caress of incredible arousal! Her naked buttocks clenched involuntarily and she came about a foot off the seat, a guttural moan choking from her throat as his tongue snaked between the hot, sizzling lips of her pussy and into the clinging, fleshy grip of her ravenous cunt!
"Mmmmm, yes ... you do it so well!" she whimpered, mindful of the slurping noises from the front seat. She knew Corina was going down on Tim, for she could see his head thrown back against the seat and she was out of sight ... her face buried, she suspected, in her boyfriend's lap. Well, she'd show him ... what's good for the gander was good enough for the goose this time around!
Her slender white legs contrasted starkly with the blackness of Lonnie's head as it bobbed between her thighs; she grabbed him over the ears with her small trembling hands and pulled his face against the steaming heat of her loins. His tongue seemed to burrow half-way to her belly and it felt about as wide as a man's cock. She clamped her legs around his head, trapping his lips and tongue in the sizzling dampness of her hair-fringed slit. Her head shook from side to side as a low, gurgling whine rippled from her lips! She was lost in the rapturous space of her own inner bliss!
His thick pink tongue was cupped down the middle and it hotly laved the pungent, sweet-tasting slit of her young pussy from the puckered, tautly-gripped hole of her rectum, upward along the wet, quivering crevice of her twat, and finally over the throbbing pearl of her clitoris, making her whimper with lust with every cruel, licking swipe of his tongue.
"Aiaieeeee, yesss! Lick me there ... lie my pussy!" she mewled over and over again. She did it at first for Tim's benefit, so he could hear her gasping words and know what the Negro was doing between her trim, naked thighs. But that bit of knife-twisting vengeance was quickly forgotten as Lonnie's tongue brought her to the edge of mindless orgasm!
He laved the oily pearl of her clitoris with appreciative strokes, lovingly caressing the tiny node as the slender, teenage blonde wriggled and squirmed convulsively, a low. gurgling whine rasping in her throat.
Fervent surges of naked passion rippled up from her loins like waves on a still sea, and even the pink-tipped globes of her small, firm titties tingled with frenetic-arousal as the black football star licked and tongued her pussy with ravenous swipes. She groaned incessantly now and managed now and then to catch a lewd, slurping sound from the front seat as Corina sucked her boyfriend's cock. Cindy moaned anew as Lonnie reached up with his strong dark hands and cupped the puffy white mounds of her girlish boobies, squeezing them tightly between his fingers until her hardened nipples bored into his palms like a pair of red-hot pokers. He started to roll them between his Fingers, each time harder and harder, until Cindy's back arched off the seat and she cried out whimperingly with the pain.
"Awwwwwww, my tits ... you're . . .hurting me!" she bawled, but no one seemed to hear or care. She could hear only the gulping, sucking lewdness of Corina's cocksucking from the opposite side of the seat, and these salacious noises were punctuated with Tim's gasping mewls of pleasure as the black girl gobbled at his cock like a two-dollar whore.
Cindy peered down at Lonnie through narrowed, tear-misted eyes, watching incredulously as his black, kinky-haired head bobbed up and down like a puppet between her lewdly-splayed thighs. He seemed to feel her watching, for he looked up at her, staring over the gentle, girlish hummock of her belly and between the crushed, warm globes of her tits where his hands coarsely wandered. He said nothing, but his eyes sparkled with a life-time of pent-up emotions, and Cindy could not help but wander if she was the first white girl he had had. His eyes glistened with a heady blend of passion and hate ... desire and disgust all rolled into one.
"Oooooohhhh, L-Lonnie ... it feels sooo good!" she bleated, her loins humping up and down as her firm, heart-shaped behind bumped against the seat. Her ass-cheeks clenched and unclenched in a gesture of naked arousal, for Cindy was powerless now to stop her tiny young body from reacting to the Negro's hot, lingual caresses ... she was going crazy with the heat of her girlish passions and she knew she'd have to have his black cock in her soon or she'd be climbing the walls!
He suddenly left her breasts and lifted her legs from the undersides, pushing them back even further until the small, long-haired blonde was practically rolled over backwards. He worked his tongue wildly into the hot, wet fissure of her sex, deeply poking it with his tongue tip, then licking again at the nerve-filled pearl of her clitoris.
His tongue wiggled downward to the tight-clenched orifice of her anus, and his tongue tip speared it sadistically. Cindy tensed and tried to squirm away from this lascivious assault on her private nether hole, but he had her pinned helplessly and his tongue prodded at the rubbery lips of her ass-hole until they gave way and his tongue wriggled inside.
"Unngghh ... n-no!" she whispered. "P-Please, Lonnie!" This time she didn't want Tim and Corina to hear and the music was obligingly loud, so her pleas were confined to the back seat of her boyfriend's car, though Lonnie seemed not to hear ... or perhaps not care. She wiggled and squirmed uncomfortably as he "rimmed" her anus, until finally he lifted his face from her wet, sizzling crotch and stared at her whole, lovely nakedness at once in the faint, reddish glow from the dashboard.
He was towering over her, resting on his knees, and Cindy saw him lick his lips, wiping the sweet-tasting moistness of her pussy aside. He grinned broadly as he wiggled out of his pants, his eyes feasting on the lewdly-sprawled nakedness of the young girl who lay eagerly at his feet.
Cindy watched as he got out of his pants; her eyes blinked and she was sure the dim red light was tricking her ... he can't be that big, he just can 'the!
"Nice stuff, eh, Cindy?" he whispered, leaning close to her face.
Cindy gulped down her disbelief. "It's h-huge!"
He grabbed her legs again and doubled them back unceremoniously as the chorus of mewls and groans from the front seat threatened to drown out the music. Cindy grimaced as her legs were doubled back, crushing her tender budding titties beneath her knees. She felt his hand on her thigh and then the rubbery stiffness of his ebony cock as it jarred the fleshy warm lips of her cunt. She reached down between her thighs to help, but he didn't need it ... his enormous black cock headed for the sizzling liquid heat of her cunt-hole like it had a built-in radar!
"Oh! ... OOOHHH!" Cindy's mouth dropped open slackly and then she gasped in pain as his huge prick forced its way between the ragged, hair-rimmed lips of her young cunt and surged into her belly in a single, vicious thrust!
. "Aaaaawwww, it's hurting me, Lonnie!
Take it e-easy!" she pleaded, but he was over her now in a push-up position and his naked dark hips were pumping up and down like the pistons on a V-8 engine. His cock was buried to the hilt in her cunt, her pink fleshy labial lips stretched to their fullest around the turgid thickness of his ebony dick. She could feel every inch of it as it tunneled in and out of her womb, painfully at first and then less so as her ravenous pussy stretched to accommodate his naked hugeness.
"like it, baby?" he asked, whispering softly in her ear, his tongue darting out to play with the tiny hole.
Cindy mewled with uncommon pleasure, scarcely able to speak as his vicious cock-thrusts bored relentlessly into the deep, sizzling heat of her cunt.
"Y-Yessss, I love it!" she gasped loudly and Lonnie didn't fool himself about who she wanted to hear her whimpered words. "It's sooooo bigggg!"
Cindy thought she heard Tim's voice from the front seat, and she started to push up against Lonnie's deep, skewering thrusts, her small, naked pelvis grinding wantonly against the hardness of the
Negro's loins. She punctuated every grinding thrust with a drooling whimper that she knew Tim could hear and it made her feel excited to know her boyfriend was just a couple of feet away and that he could hear every lurid sound as this huge black stud fucked her deliciously. Her eyes were clenched shut as the words spilled mindlessly from her lips, but something made her open them, a sixth-sense premonition perhaps ... and she saw Corina and Tim watching, leaning over the seat with wide-eyed faces!
"Noooooo!" she bawled, suddenly very ashamed. She felt like a performer in some back-alley sex show, but Lonnie wasn't about to stop now. She tried to push him off of her, but it was like trying to lift a sack of wet cement. He grunted and pummeled her with deep, punishing thrusts that seemed to tunnel into the very depths of her belly, her white, naked belly!
Lonnie kissed her full on the lips, his mouth still tasting of her own pussy, and Cindy kissed him back in a soulful osculation that made her skin tingle with perverted passions! Their tongues rubbed together and Lonnie's full, fleshy lips enveloped hers stiflingly as his cock pumped into her again and again, until...!
"Unngghh!" The well-built Negro suddenly grunted and his whole body shuddered; Cindy felt his muscles stiffen and then the bullet-like splattering of his white, seething cum as it gushed thickly into her belly. She whimpered arousedly as she felt it spurt deeply into her insides, swirling down the clinging walls of her pussy as she ground up against him. She bit her lower lip and ground painfully hard onto the still-hard length of his cock; it was just the last bit of effort she needed and suddenly her body started to quiver and vibrate like a plucked guitar string.
" A a a a a a h , yess! Wow, it's beautiful ... ooohhh!" She whimpered again and again, her last words unintelligible as she felt the last splattering spurts of cum fill her belly as Lonnie's cock began to soften in the still-tight grip of her cunt.
She looked up at Tim, savoring the wide-eyed look of confusion on his adolescent face. He had the appearance of someone who had bitten off a little more than he had expected perhaps even unleashed a monster in the form of unexpected passions in Cindy's hot-blooded young body.
Cindy threw him a mocking grin and kissed Lonnie again on the lips. "Thanks, stud," she breathed throatily. "That was what I call a real fuck!"
CHAPTER NINE
Sarah was getting ready for bed when the doorbell rang. She looked at her watch almost twelve. She shook her head annoyedly ... Darn that Cindy, she's gone off without her keys again! What am I going to do with that girl?
The security chain was hanging uselessly by the door and she thought for a fleeting instant of hooking it just in case, but she didn't ... and almost immediately knew she had made a mistake.
There were three teenage boys standing outside, boys she had never seen before, and they were dressed sloppily, like motorcycle bums, with denim jackets and boots. She tried to slam the door, but a heavy leather boot blocked the way.
"What do you want?" she demanded. "Take your foot out of my door before I call the police!"
A greasy-haired, bearded teenager smirked in her face and shook his head slowly from side to side; his eyes were wild-looking and mean.
"You ain't gonna' call no police, Mrs. Sarah Holloway, 'cause you wouldn't want us to tell 'em why we came here tonight. We'd have to tell them the whole dirty story about you and that paperboy kid ... and wouldn't that look nice on the front page, huh?"
Sarah's heart stopped and she felt an icy chill race down her spine beneath the filmy fabric of her thin nightgown. She glanced around outside, fearful that someone might have heard what the dirty-looking boy had said, but there was no one on the street.
She moistened her lips and managed to speak, in spite of that ball of nausea that felt as thick as a softball in her throat.
"W-What do you want from me? Who sent you?"
The tall, lanky hippie looked around and then gave the door a hard, cruel push that sent Sarah tumbling onto the floor. The three of them rushed inside, laughing insanely as the scantily-clad widow clutched at her gown and tried to get up.
"We just thought we'd drop by for a few laughs, that's all. We heard you like to have a few laughs, isn't that right, guys?"
Sarah managed to get up, clutching the halves of her thin gown together and wishing she had been wearing something less revealing she could feel the lustful, appraising stares of the three teenagers as their eyes roamed over her womanly curves and hollows. She looked fearfully into the eyes of the tall one with dirty blonde hair who seemed to be the leader ... her blood ran cold when she saw the dilated pupils, the glazed, vacant stare of drugs! They were high on something and Sarah knew they were capable of anything!
"We talked to a friend of yours, Lady," the tall one began, moving closer to her. He was young, maybe eighteen at the most, but he had the hardened mannerisms of an ex-con and Sarah wondered, fearfully, if these three could be the escapees from the County Youth Camp over the Tyson ... God help me if they are! I think two of them were in for rape and assault!
"Who w-was that?" The frightened young widow managed to speak, though her throat felt as if someone was already choking her into oblivion.
"I think you know ... the paperboy, remember? He was sort of drunk and started running his mouth. He didn't want to tell us where you lived, but Danny kinda' helped him change his mind, huh, Danny?" One of the other two grinned, flashing his yellowed teeth. There was a gap where one should have been and he lifted his meaty fist in a gesture that was unmistakable ... My God, they beat up little William and now they're gonna' do it to me!
The ringleader moved closer and Sarah clutched desperately at her nightgown, her breath frozen in her lungs and her heart pounding like a trip-hammer. "P-PI ease ... don't hurt me," she whimpered, her voice frail with, fear and revulsion.
He extended his grubby fist to her face, then opened his fingers and took her chin in his grip. A smirking grin smeared obscenely over his lips, with the promise of unspeakable threats and sadism. "We ain't gonna hurt you, lady. That is. nothing but the kinda' hurting you like best ... we might hurt your sweet cock-lovin' pussy with out dicks, but that's what you want anyway, ain't it, baby?"
Sarah had never known such fear: her blood ran icy cold like a mountain spring and she could feel her heart slamming into her ribs as it pumped frightenedly. spurred into manic frenzy by the adrenalin that coursed in her veins. She looked from one boy to the other, unable to believe the incredible viciousness and hate that marked their young faces. There was no mercy there, no concern ... just the grimace-like masks of hatred. And the horrifying smirking grins that betrayed their lust!
The tall one reached down to where her hand clutched at her button-front gown and he calmly, slowly, unpried her fingers with hardly any effort at all. He pulled her hand aside and the halves of her gown fell open, exposing the inner rich curves of her cleavage and the peeking crinkly invitation of her nipples.
Sarah swallowed hard to hold back the churning heat of her fear and nausea, but he said something that was to change all that. Something that turned the course of her resistance ... and possibly saved her life.
"You expecting anybody?" he demanded. "That punk kid didn't say nothin' about no boyfriends or roommates ... there ain't nobody comin', is there, lady? 'Cause it might be a bit unpleasant if somebody was to just bust in here right in the middle of something. You see ... me and my buddies are sort of on the run, and we don't give a gooddamn what happens to anybody who tries to stop us, understand?"
Sarah nearly cried out in horror as the blood-chilling thought flashed like a small explosion in her mind ... Dear God, what if Cindy comes home! She'll walk right into this and. . . there's no telling what they'd do to her! I know what they'd do ... and I can't let it happen!
Sarah managed a faint hint of a smile, though the corners of her mouth twitched with the awful fear and loathing that knotted her insides like twisted cord. "I-I know what you want ... and I ... I'm ready any time you are." She pulled the sides of her gown apart and rested her hands on her curvy hips. There was a delicious patch of nakedness right down the middle of the trim young widow ... and a chorus of inhaled breaths as they saw!
"Okay, baby ... that's just what we wanted to hear!" the one in charge hissed through clenched teeth, his breath reeking of liquor and drugs. "Let's get in the bedroom and do some fine fuckin' and suckin'! "
CHAPTER TEN
Sarah backed away from them down the hall to her bedroom, afraid to turn her back on them somehow, as if she was safe as long as her eyes met theirs. But the venomous lusts and hatreds that burned in their cruel young eyes frightened her worse than the prospects of what they intended ... she could live with their rape, but what of her chances afterward?
She tried to think, as reasonably and as rationally as the torturous demands of her fear would allow, and she knew one thing above all ... that whatever happened, her one and only chance was to make them happy, to satisfy their carnal demands, whatever the price!
Already, there lurked that first, inaudible urging. . . that first tell-tale hint of a signal from her dark and perverted libido. She was afraid for her life, terrified so incredibly that even breathing was a chore. . . but there between her naked, firm thighs tingled the first, faint hint of arousal!
Sarah found herself cornered in her own bedroom, and the three escaped felons entered one by one, glancing furtively around as if they fully expected a police stake-out awaiting them. One closed the door and Sarah knew she was absolutely on her own ... her very life might well depend on what she said and did in the next minutes.
The tall one started to undress, his eyes never leaving hers for an instant. "Don't be afraid to whistle, baby ... I know what a beautiful bod I've got!"
The others hooted derisively and followed his lead, and in a couple of moments, Sarah Holloway was alone with the three of them and they were stark naked except for their socks!
She tried to look at their faces but the twisted stares of cruel hatred forced her eyes downward ... or was it some other perverse desire that made her eyes roam down to the hard, stiff flesh of their three cocks?
Their self-appointed leader stepped forward and pulled her filmy nightgown open, nakedly exposing all of her soft, voluptuous womanhood to their cold, hungry stares. She sobbed once very quietly, almost inaudibly as he pulled the nightgown off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. She was totally naked now, and they could see every inch of her proud, firm body ... she felt their burning stares as they hotly searched the secret clefts and hollows of her nakedness like a half-dozen hands caressing her and eagerly caressing her private flesh.
"She wants it, Nick," one of them grunted to the tall blonde boy. "Look at her, she's just drooling for some nice hard cock!"
Sarah's cheeks were crimson, and Nick took her chin in his hand and turned her face down to where he held his long, meaty prick in his other fist. "Is that right, baby? Are you just dying for some young dick in your cunt? How'd you like it if we all three fucked you ... one right after the other, until your belly sloshed with our cum?"
Sarah had never known such fear, but she managed to nod her head weakly. Her lips trembled as she spoke, but her voice was surprisingly clear. "Y-Yes ... I want it, but hurry ... hurry!"
He smiled confidently, but his grin bore not a hint of warmth or compassion, just the smirking acknowledgement of his power over her, and then he leaned over and planted a wet, sloppy kiss on the full swell of her breast. She gasped in spite of her shame and terror, but it was not his act of naked passion that made her cringe ... it was instead the secret she carried deep in her belly, the shameless glowing heat of desire that just his taunting kiss had kindled!
He lifted his face from her breasts and turned to his buddies. "C'mon, have a little taste! It's like honey!"
Sarah clenched her eyes shut, but she could not resist the impulse to peek just a bit as the other two teenagers kissed her titties, licking her nipples with their thick wet tongues until her full, firm breasts glistened with their saliva. They took turns kissing her tits, each one holding them in his hands and running his tongue over the darkly crinkly flesh of her nipples until she could barely stand up. Her knees were like rubber beneath her and she honestly feared she would pass out. . . her mind reeled an almost-indescribable "sex cocktail" of desire and terror, secret passions and fear! She was drunk and stoned and drugged all at once ... but she knew she would let them do anything they wanted to her, anything at all, and not just because she feared for her safety. Sarah knew in the secret depths of her soul that she wanted them to ... she wanted their firm, young bodies and their huge, swinging cocks!
Her eyes were fully open now and she could see their faces clearly; and even as this change swept over her and freed her from her terror, Sarah could see the masks of hate melting from the three escaped convicts' faces ... and leaving just the eye-sparkling grins of their burning lust! She could react to them now on their own gut-level, and it gave the thirty-five year old blonde renewed confidence to see what her naked voluptuousness could do to them ... how it made their eyes gleam and their cocks throb with maddening desire. They wanted her ... all three of them wanted her, Sarah Holloway, and despite the lingering dread of violence, even death, the young widow could only answer the burning screams of her rapacious desires ... she felt beautiful and desirable, like a screen sex goddess, and it made her skin tingle to see how wildly she could excite these three boys!
Nick kissed her once more on each breast, then licked her nipples almost as an afterthought. Sarah groaned openly now, for there was little purpose in concealing her aroused libidinal urges ... they knew she wanted their cocks, they could see it written in scarlet letters across her face!
The other two grabbed her arms as if to steady her and Sarah blinked confusedly, turning her head quickly from side to side before she realized what was happening. Then, as Nick began to kiss his way down the smooth silky nakedness of her belly, she mewled with cock-hungry passion ... he's going to kiss my pussy, he's going to eat my hot box and make me cum! Ooohhhh!
He kneeled down in front of her and reached around her trim hips to grab a handful of soft warm buttocks in each palm. He pulled her painfully to himself, with his fingers digging into her nether cheeks and tugging them apart. Sarah felt a cool rush of air up her clenched little anus, and then the burning wet heat of the naked boy's lips on the fragrant mound of her hair-fringed pubis.
"Oooohhhh, ,Godddd!" she bleated like a lamb on the chopping block as his tongue tip slipped insinuatingly into the fleecy curls of her pubic vee. She felt a tormenting tickling as his tongue moved through the light, almost-blonde curls until ... !
"Aaaawwww! Yess, there ... there! Your t-tongue ... ! " It was all she could manage before her knees buckled entirely and she collapsed, the other two teenagers desperately tugging at her bare arms as her body became dead weight between them. They maneuvered her onto the edge of the bed and reached under her soft ass-cheeks to lift her onto the mattress, squeezing a furtive handful of her full womanly ass. Nick's tongue had found the sizzling damp furrow of her vagina, and an electrifying thrust deep between the ragged, hair-rimmed lips sent her mind reeling with naked, perverted lust as the tip of his tongue flicked over the nerve-crammed little pearl of her clitoris. His face was between her thighs now and she could feel the stubble that lined his dirty face as it tickled the insides of her milky legs. Nick pushed her thighs open wide and she offered no resistance now ... her whole, naked crotch was open and unguarded now as his head bobbed between her wide-splayed thighs!
"Oooohh, yesss!" Sarah hissed as the naked escaped convict spread the fleshy pink lips of her pussy and began to lick it ravenously from top to bottom, his thick, meaty tongue splaying the palpitating rubbery lips of her twat! His tongue moved from top to bottom and then back, hotly rubbing over the sensitive node of her clit and then poking tauntingly into the clinging depths of her hole and finally, swiping tormentingly at the fleshy rims of her ass-hole. Sarah had lost any semblance of self-control now and was surrendered utterly to the boy-hungry passions that surged up from her naked loins like lava from a volcano and consumed her with its omnivorous heat!
"Awwww, Nick ... don't stop, p-please! Lick my pussy ... lick it, lover, and then
I'll suck your cock until you can't stand it ... all your big, beautiful cocks!" Her legs were splayed so obscenely that the scene looked like some impossible photograph from a Danish sex-book ... the beautiful blonde widow and mother, her weight still supported by the two naked, stiff-cocked boys who sat beside her on the bed, and between her lewdly-splayed thighs, another one, his hair dirty and oily from being on the run, his breath reeking of cheap, probably stolen liquor ... but Sarah didn't care who it was there at the altar of her sizzling genitals, as long as he kept licking and tonguing her pussy like that!
"Man, look at that ... Nick's eatin' it all! Hey, buddy, save some for us!" one of them chuckled. Their hands now were all over her breasts, each of them holding a full, heavy tit in his hand and tweaking the crinkly nipples until they throbbed and quivered and became twice their normal size.
Sarah groaned incessantly now, a gurgling moan of shameless arousal that seemed to emanate from deep in her loins without passing through her throat at all.
Her tits felt hot and swollen under the boys' roaming caress and her head swam with heady delights, a veritable whirlpool of naked passions and long-secret desires!
She looked down at Nick, squeezing his head between her trim, well-formed thighs as his tongue swiped thickly again and again along the damp, sizzling fissure of her cunt. Her head tossed from one side to the other, her golden blonde hair flailing around her face and obscuring the grimace of insatiable lust that contorted her pretty face into a mask of anguish. There was hardly a sound in the room, no one breathing loudly, as Nick's tongue and lips made lewd slurping noises that only added to the young widow's torturous plight. Electric rippling sensations triggered deep in her trembling loins and suddenly the beautiful young mother discovered she was luridly entertaining the three boys with a timeless dance of feminine arousal! Her hips ground sensuously in time to some unheard paean to the gods of lust and her breasts quivered and tingled like they had been bathed in spicy oils.
Nick's hands encircled her hips and his fingers probed into the cheeky cleft of her ass as he kissed and tongued her pussy again and again. She was sitting, but he managed anyway to insinuate a single hand beneatli the crushed warmth of her buttocks cheeks ... and into the smooth, hairless cleft of her ass!
"Unngghh!" Sarah's eyes were flung open like window shades as she felt Nick's insistent probing at the puckered nether lips of her rectum until...!
"Aaaaw. that h-hurts! Aaaaawww. p-please t-take it out!" she bawled as Nick shoved his middle finger deep into the rubbery grip of her rectum. She tried to squirm away from the impaling thickness of his finger there in the virginal tightness of her ass. but there was no way to turn ... she was trapped between the lingual caresses of his tongue and the rapacious plunderings of his finger up her ass!
She got the reprieve she begged for, but not like she expected, for as the other two let her go. she was able to successfully wiggle off of his upraised finger without ending the lascivious lavings of his tongue and lips between her thighs. The other two had a reason for moving ... they had watching this too long without some relief, even though they knew that Nick would give them each a go at her cock-hungry twat when he'd finished.
Sarah looked surprised as they stood up next to the bed as close as they could manage, until one took her hand and pressed it against the ivory, blue-veined stiffness of his seven-inch pecker ... Mmmmmm. they want me to rub their dicks and make them cum! I want it all over me, I want their creamy, hot cum on my legs and tits and on my face!
She took the two boys' cocks in her hands even as the third one slurped and smacked noisily between her quivering thighs. A gurgling moan of carnal hunger rippled off her tongue as the beautiful young pricks stiffened harder still inside the fervent grip of her fingers. With a sensuous, deliberate tempo, she began to pump them with her closed fists, working the fleshy skin back and forth along their cocks. The two teenagers, their carefully nurtured masks of fierce cruelty gone now, groaned and whimpered like babies as Sarah deftly ran her fingers over their woman-starved erections, lightly fingering the bulging hardness of their cocks and teasingly trailing her nails along the sensitive glans as the two boys gasped haltingly in a shallow rhythm of naked masturbation!
Sarah's eyes were rolled back now in her head, her nostrils flared to detect the slightest change in the pungent aromas that wafted to her nose from the three naked youths. Nick was working feverishly between her thighs, his tongue darting in and out of her pouting pussy-lips as she mewled and whimpered with delight, wildly pumping her fists along the other two boys' pricks. Suddenly she could stand it no longer and she started to buck and squirm, grinding her moist, warm crotch hotly against the naked blonde boy's face and lips. She groaned salaciously and threw her head back.
"Unngghhh, yesss! Oh, God, oh God. . . don't stop, don't stop now, pleasseee!" she begged, bouncing up and down frantically on the edge of the mattress as Nick's tongue darted into the sizzling pink heat of her cunt again and again, his tongue tip electrically brushing the pearl-sized node of her clit and sending spasm after spasm of naked desire racing through her naked, curvaceous body. Suddenly, she felt the lips of her pussy flower open eagerly and envelop the youth's face, drenching him with the gushing wetness of her orgasmic juices.
"Aaaawwww ... shit, yesssss!" She throbbed and shuddered a few more times, spasming like site had just stepped out of a hot bath into a chill night air. Again and again she trembled, and her thighs clamped tightly around his head until she could not bear a second more of his lascivious tonguing ... her tiny clit was so sensitive that just his breath on it made her shudder and convulse maddeningly.
With precision timing, the other two teenagers managed to grunt out their pent-up lust almost in unison. The chunkier one was first, his cock throbbing in her fist like it had a second heart, and then the gushing, bullet-like spurts exploded against her breasts as she pumped savagely with her tight fingers around their cocks. Then, both of them groaned and emptied their seething, creamy loads onto her as one, splattering onto the full swell of her breasts and dribbling obscenely over her nipples.
Finally, when neither of them could produce another drop of the precious liquid, Sarah licked them clean, first one and then the other, swiping the tiniest traces of sperm from their rubbery pricks. She seemed reluctant to let go, but she did eventually, her breath furtive and shallow and her eyes dilated with desire.
Without the need for pretense now, Sarah edged back onto the bed and lay on her back languorously, letting her legs fall open so that the three of them could see the dripping-wet fissure of her twat, her pubic hair wet and stuck together. She tried twice to speak before the words would come.
"F-Fuck me now ... all of you, fuck me, hurry! Pleassee!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Not that way, Lady ... I want it dog-style, from behind, so I can see your pretty ass wiggling and shaking!" Nick barked down at her, standing now with his pipe-hard erection throbbing painfully in his grip. He had made her come, and he enjoyed it, watching her wiggle and squirm with his tongue between her legs, but now it was time for something better ... he was going to fuck her half to death and make her beg for it like the she-bitch she was!
Sarah obediently turned around on the bed, swinging her naked bottom around so that the cheeky half-moons of her ass were practically in their faces. She was on all fours, on her hands and knees, and there could be no denying the anxious state of her arousal, for her pussy lips were distended and puffy with desire, reddened by the lust-heated blood that pumped through them from her loins. She felt someone's hand on her rump and then another and another and soon they were feeling and rubbing her all over and Sarah did nothing to resist. Her body shuddered with rippling spasms that made her dangling tits shake and shimmy as the three boys explored the damp, steaming fissure of her cunt and the smooth hairless cleft of her ass. She squirmed uncomfortably as someone prodded lasciviously at the puckered tiny lips of her anus.
"Uh-uh ... please...! " The finger poked once more against the clenched small mouth of her anal opening and then moved on along the soft whiteness of her inner thigh. She felt their hands everywhere, thirty fingers rubbing and caressing and massaging her all at once.
"Awww, stop!. I can't stand any more! Please, fuck me before I scream!" she gasped mindlessly, her head tossing and her hair flailing out to her shoulders. She felt someone move, then saw a shadowy blur out of the corner of her misted, lust-bleary vision ... it was Nick and he was getting on the bed with her. She opened her eyes wider and then her mouth, but when her lips parted, she was surprised with the huge fleshy stiffness of his young cock against her tongue and teeth!
She looked up at him, her face twisted with agonizing desire and unspeakable loathing all at once.
"Lick it and suck on it a little first. . . when it's all nice and wet, then I'll stick it in your twat, okay?" he breathed, foully reeking of cheap booze. Sarah whimpered something unintelligible and opened her lips wider, letting his cock slide in until the knobbish, distended head bumped the back of her throat. She knew what he wanted and how he wanted it, and she wasted no time licking at the thick, man-sized flesh of his erection with the surface of her tongue. She could see the other two huddling closer for a better look.
"Wow, look at the bitch go! That paperboy punk sure knew what he was talking about ... she's a cock-lovin' mama, that's for sure!" Sarah heard his words, but in her confused and twisted psyche, it seemed that he was talking about some other woman. Wasn't she Sarah Holloway, respected mother of a beautiful daughter and well-thought-of in the neighborhood?
How could she be the "cock-lovin' mama" this naked young man spoke so derisively of? Surely, that must be someone else, she assured herself dizzily as her lips tightened around his cock and pulled back until just the mushroom-shaped head was inside her wet, warm grip. She licked it again and again and then, suddenly, he pulled it out of her mouth. His cock was dripping wet with her warm moist saliva now and Nick held it like a weapon, brandishing it close to her face for her eyes to see. Sadistically, he smeared his prick over her trembling lips, painting them vilely with the sticky emissions of his woman-starved cock. He got what he wanted from the short moments his cock had been in her mouth. He grinned down knowingly at her and watched her cheeks flood with color ... You liked it, didn't you, bitch? You could've sucked on my dick all night, couldn't you, mama?
"Swing that ass around here, honey ... I can get some head anytime from the pussyboys back at the farm, but I want some real stuff ... your sweet cunt wrapped around my dick!" He gave her a nudge and Sarah turned around on the bed so that her naked behind was in front of him as he rested on his bare knees close to her thighs. She could feel his cock as it bumped the bottoms of her legs and each time sent a shudder of wanton arousal surging through her belly and into the pulsing hardness of her nipples!
"Ooohh, hurry ... p-please, I'm begging you, is that what you want to hear?" she whimpered as Nick's hands roamed aimlessly over her ass-cheeks and down the goose-bump-covered sides of her thighs. "I'm begging for your cock!"
He gripped her hips so tightly that the flesh rose in pinkish welts between his fingers, and the tall, lanky youth worked his way between her legs until his cock-head bumped salaciously against the fleshy, hair-rimmed lips of her pussy.
Sarah groaned and held her breath, waiting anxiously for the deep, plunging entry of his long, lust-engorged cock. But instead, his cock angled upward and she felt the terrifying insistence of its rubbery head against the tautly-puckered lips of her anus!
"God, no ... that's not it, not there!" she gasped in real horror as Nick's stiffened erection prodded urgently against that secret, forbidden orifice.
"I know where it is, lady ... and that's where I want it. I'm gonna' fuck you in the ass!"
It took a moment for the words to sink in, for the unbelievable cruelty of his threat to slice through the haze of her lust-stupor. She started to cry out, to lunge away from him before it was too late, but the tall, well-hung youth had anticipated her next move.
He called to his buddies. "Grab her and hold her real good! I don't think she's ever had it up the chocolate highway, fellas! She's in for a real treat!"
He gripped the fleshy cheeks of her buttocks like the halves of a sweet roll drenched in butter and pulled them apart until the naked housewife winced in pain and cried out. "Awwww, you're hurting me! I c-can't take it there ... I just can't!"
Sarah tried futilely to squirm away before it was too late, before she was sadistically impaled on his cock, but his grip and the grunting efforts of the other two teenagers kept her from escaping this wanton, unnatural ravishment of her most private cleft. . . there was no hope now of escaping! She was going to be cruelly sodomized by this gang of juvenile delinquents!
"Push down on her shoulders, guys, and don't let her do that again! She's gonna' wiggle like a stuck pig when I pop her ass-hole cherry!"
"N-Noooo, don't, pleeeaaassee!" she cried in crippling shame as the other two boys pressed her jiggling titties into the bedding, making her naked ass poke up like a fluttering red flag before a bull. She could feel the unnatural rush of air as Nick pulled the warm cheeks of her full, voluptuous ass apart. She groaned pitifully, a moaning wail that bounced off the bedroom walls as she sensed the insistent, virile hardness of his cock beginning to spread the pliant, rubbery lips of her secret nether hole! He wiggled his cock-head around luridly, moist and slippery with her own saliva, and when it was perfectly positioned, he started to grunt and push ... and Sarah mewled soulfully in shame and despair!
"Awwww, damn, please ... it hurts so bad there! I c-can't stand it!" Her voice rasped with anguish as the well-built teenager began to sodomize her viciously. His cock slipped hotly between the ovaled tight rims of her anus, her rubbery rectum slipping over his hot, hard prick like a super-tight condom!
"Aaaaaawwwww ... no, no ... noooo!" The tall, muscular teenager pushed harder still and Sarah began to writhe around the impaling thickness of his turgid erection as it bored relentlessly into the rubbery heat of her rectum. She cried out pitifully, but all it got her was the back of her head pushed down so that her screams were muffled in the bedding. . . and Nick pushed mercilessly, deeper between her nether cheeks as his long, hard prick tunneled savagely into the virginal cleft of her ass.
"Unnggh, it hurts ... God, it h-hurts!" she bawled, but the two boys held her pinned like a pig on a pike.
Nick grunted and cursed something unintelligible, then growled irritably. "Shit, she's tighter'n a twelve year old's pussy! I gotta wet it again!" Before Sarah realized what was happening, the teenager had rocked back on his knees and let his cock slip from the fist-like grip of her anus and into the sizzling pink slit of her cunt. She groaned as she felt his vile hardness slip deep in her suddenly, but she was not to get the deep-thrusting cock she needed so badly he slipped it out again, dripping wet now with her pussy-juices, and as she screamed out her anguished torment, the slim, well-hung teenager crammed his wet, glistening pecker deep into her rectum in a single, cruel jab that felt like a red-hot poker had been shoved up her ass!
"Aaaaawwwww! P-Please, it's splitting me ... I can't take it there! Fuck me, put it in my pussy and I'll do it real nice ... p-please!" Sarah was babbling hysterically, most of her pleas muffled in the twisted bedding beneath her face, and the rest falling on deaf ears, for Nick and the two others were too close now to turn away from their goal the wanton, sadistic ravishment of her ass-hole!
"Mmmmmm, just like a knife through butter," Nick groaned, shoving his cock so deep in her bowels that his balls swung up heavily between her legs and slapped into the naked, steaming fissure of her cunt. Sarah reacted instinctively, a gesture born out of survival and not from intellect ... she tightened reflexively the strong, virginal muscles of her rectum in a futile effort to expel this alien intruder from her forbidden orifice, but it was just another incitement to the sex-starved teenager's burning passion. He fucked her now with unbelievably deep, punishing strokes, every thrust running the full, hard length of his glistening penis until the hairs around his cock tickled the naked cleft of her behind and his bloated nuts swung heavily between the ravished housewife's soft, supple thighs!
He stared bug-eyed at her writhing nakedness, at the firm, delicious lines of her squirming body. She had the smooth firmness of a teenager, but the curves were those of a real woman ... she was a goddess in the flesh, and he was fucking her in the ass like a waterfront whore!
He could see the incredibly stretched rim of her anus as it ovaled to accommodate the pipe-hard rod of his prick. Even as he watched, the soft inner pink flesh of her rectum was drawn out, clinging hotly to the glistening taper of his cock, as it pistoned in and out of her nether hole.
Sarah could hardly believe it, but the initial pain, the brutal savagery of his rapacious assault, was fast subsiding, and in its place was something as familiar as life and breath ... the licking heat of her own passion! She was actually getting turned-on to this hurtful, unnatural fucking ... she was starting to enjoy his long, hard cock up her ass!
Her small nostrils flared luridly at the scent of her own raising passion, the mingled smells of boyish grime and seething lusts, sweat and orgasmic juices flooding her nostrils as the two of them ground together in an act of forbidden sodomy as old as time.
"Goddamn ... goddamn!" was all the lanky youth could manage as he felt the incredibly tight nether grip of her rectum around his cock, encasing it in hot, rubbery flesh like a super-strong fist. He breathed hissingly through his clenched teeth as he fucked her with all his strength and then some. Her ass-hole still gripped him deliciously, squeezing the full long hardness of his cock with unspeakable strength and milking the frenzied heat of his orgasm up from the bloated shelter of his balls. Her whole body was aflame with desire now and her skin glistened with a misted sheen of perspiration that covered every inch of her flesh like she had been sprayed with an atomizer. Her skin seemed to take on an uncanny radiance in the dim light, glowing somehow as if the flames of her passion that buried inside were eating through her skin!
"Mmmmmmmmm ... it's ... it's b-better now ... ooohhhhhh!" She groaned out the words as pitifully as before, but this time the grimace that contorted her pretty face was not from the pain ... instead, it was the fast-rising heat of her own desires as her naked buttocks began to twist and wriggle around the teenager's pumping, throbbing cock. The bruised and ravaged walls of her rectum began to palpitate and quiver, contracting spasmodically around the thick, fleshy hardness of the boy's cock imbedded deeply in her ravished ass-hole. Her body was coming alive with pulsing, throbbing rhythms of primeval lust. . . she was wild and liberated now as the Amazons of mythology, a pagan beauty who would sooner die now or kill! than be cheated of the orgasm she sought so desperately.
Sarah was grinding lewdly back against him now, and the other boys had released her, for it was obviously far from her mind to try to escape.
"Wow, look at her go! She's gobbling that cock up faster'n Nick can throw it to her!"
She pushed back hard against his muscled, flat pelvis with the warm fleshy curves of her buttocks until she could feel the wispy curls of his pubic hair tickling the inside of her nether cheeks. Her ass-hole clenched around his prick in ravenous desire, for she had to have more and more of his cock or be consumed alive with the heat of her own desires. Nothing could help her now, nothing could quench her raging fires of her wanton lust. . . nothing but the gushing, thick cream of this virile teenager's come!
"I ain't believing this! She fantastic ... look at Nick's cock slide up her ass, and those lips there are nibbling just like another mouth!"
As her passions welled onto a crescendo of agonizing proportions, her perceptions became jumbled and she drifted off erratically into a dream-world of her own making. She was naked in the dressing room of a high school football team, and she was watching as the handsome, well-muscled athletes clamored out of their padding and uniforms to get at her. Or she was alone in the back seat of a parked car, just like she had done when she was a teenager herself, but this time there were half a dozen strong, stalwart youths to ease her pain ... handsome, grinning boys with cocks like men, only twice as hard and eager!
Sarah's mouth hung open slackly now and she groaned incessantly, a gurgling moan of savage lust as her head tossed and turned, spilling her soft blonde hair in a dozen directions. She pushed back harder still now, skewering herself masochistically on the steel-hard stiffness of Nick's cock as she whimpered and mewled hysterically with animalish frenzy. Her ass-hole felt a foot wide, with her anal lips stretched painfully around the teenager's erection; her rubbery rectal sheath gripped him lasciviously, so tightly that she could feel the blue-veined ridges along the sides of his prick as it slithered wetly in and out of her anus, hotly greased with the oozing wetness of her own pussy!
She was sweating profusely now and he sweated as well over her, their dribbling perspiration mingling and trickling down the upturned cleft of her buttocks, adding still more lubricating dampness to the hairless cleft between her nether cheeks. Her groans turned to a high-pitched whimpering of animalish arousal and the thirty-five-year-old housewife began to squirm frenetically, grinding backwards against his pelvis as if she were losing control of her senses!
"Unnggg, yeessss ... aaaawwwwww!"
She was out of her head now with cock-hungry passions, and she raised herself from the bedding enough for the other two boys to grope excitedly at her jiggling, desire-swollen breasts. Suddenly, her head snapped back like she had suffered whiplash, and her mouth dropped open. For a moment, nothing came out, but then a guttural groaning mewl started deep in her chest and rumbled out her throat until the room shook with her wanton cries!
"AAAAAWWWW, YEEESSSSS! I love it in me, baby ... I love it in my ass! Ohhh, push hard ... fuck my ass, lover, and make me come!! "
Sarah would remember later that she had heard their voices, but the sounds of their plotting and derisive laughter came to her as if from far-away, faintly and barely perceived. It was not until she felt herself floating bodily off into space that the pretty widow realized something was wrong...!
There was a hurtful pain in her breasts as Nick's hands crushed the soft full mounds under his palms in a grip that made her wince with pain. Suddenly, hands were everywhere, lifting, tugging, pushing ... and before she could even cry out in astonishment, she was flat on her back across Nick's body, his cock still deep up her ass-hole as he fucked her from beneath. Her legs were nakedly splayed and the other two teenagers peered down at her hair-fringed slit with bug-eyed arousal, watching as the pouting lips of her pussy opened and closed in rhythm with the sodomistic ravishment of her ass-hole from below.
The heavier boy, the one she remembered they called Danny, dropped to his knees between her lewdly-splayed thighs and opened her legs widely like the halves of a clam ... his eyes locked on the pearl inside!
"Damn it, Danny," Nick grunted from under her, his face furrowed with the agonies of his exertion. "Fuck her! We're gonna' sandwich her, remember?"
Danny gulped back his obvious excitement. "Yeah, I remember ... but I just had to kiss it first. Man, I ain't even seen a pussy in over two years and this one is winkin' at me somethin' fierce!" He pushed her smooth milky thighs even wider apart until her legs were nearly perpendicular to her torso and she winced in pain, exposing the full, naked slit of her pussy and the tight-clenched rims of her anus below where Nick's cock slithered in and out like a thick wet hose.
Nick held her by her tits, his hands crushing them against her rib cage as his buddy kissed the fervently-sizzling slit of her vagina in a gesture of near-religious fervor.
"C'mon, get that meat of yours in her cunt! Hurry it up, I can't keep this up all night," he grunted, his voice less distinct and his tone quieter and more subdued now.
Danny lifted his head from the blonde housewife's crotch and took his meaty, uncircumcised cock in his two fists and pulled back the thick, rubbery foreskin until the tapered head popped free. He leaned over her, balancing himself with one hand on the headboard of her bed, and his purplish cock-head moved between the pliant wet lips of her cunt until her pussy nibbled at his cock voraciously in a gesture of undeniable urgency. He dropped his weight onto her, bringing a cry of surprise from both her and Nick below, but his cock sank to the hilt in her cuntal heat in a single thrust, pushing between the clingling pink walls like the prow of a boat through turbulent seas.
"Unnggghhh, God! You're both in me ... Mmmmmm, I can feel you both inside me!" she groaned, her head flailing the tall youth beneath her and her hair covering his face. She could hear him panting and grunting under her as he pushed up with his muscled loins, skewering her cruelly like she had fallen naked onto a fence post.
Her cries welled into a mindless litany of rising passion as the third boy looked on in bewilderment; the two boys quickly fell into a mutual rhythm of pagan punishment that made her whimper with delicious arousal, for Danny was well-hung and beefy, thickly filling her cock-hungry hole with his prick. She was nakedly sandwiched between them, sadistically impaled on both their erections at once, one deep in the nether grip of her rectum. The other half-a-foot inside her womb, pumping frenetically as if to make up for the time he had already lost.
"Hey, this ... is ... far-out!" Danny grunted, for the two could feel each other inside her, their cocks separated by only the thinnest imaginable membrane of flesh as they fucked her like a two-pronged cock.
"Aaaarrrgghh, Yes! Oh, shit, yes! Fuck me, both of you ... ohhh, do it to me with your beautiful, big dicks!" she whimpered as their deep strokes merged into one rhythmic ravishment that drove her insane with lust. An animalish whine gurgled in her parched throat and when Danny lifted his weight off her for a moment, she could lift her head and glance down between her jiggling, dancing breasts to see the gleaming, ivory-smooth thickness of his meaty erection as it slithered in and out of her cunt. Her legs were widely-splayed and her knees doubled back, her feet pointed straight up at the ceiling as the two teenagers fucked her cruelly again . . '. and again ... and again!
She looked up to see the third boy hovering over her, drool dribbling from his lips as he unashamedly masturbated, unable to stand the waiting any longer. She was staring up at the underside of his cock and balls as his fist pumped up and down along it, when suddenly the two boys who fucked her so wantonly began the long, agonizing downhill run that signalled their oncoming orgasms! They bucked and writhed all around her, like a man with four legs and arms gone berserk.
"Aaawwww, it's soooo good, sooo goodd!" Sarah gasped the words between furtive breaths as Nick grunted from beneath her and started to make hissing noises that told her the end for him was in sight, but still he held back ... he was going to make her come one more time before he gave her his load.
Her arms encircled the heavy-set boy and her nails tore at his back as the third looked down at the lurid menage-a-trois unfolding there on her double bed. Her eyes closed and her eyelids fluttered as a low, souful moan gurgled in her throat. She pulled Danny down onto her, kissing him full on the lips, sticking her tongue into his mouth and tasting the pungence of his saliva as she gripped him with her thighs and her ankles. Nick was huffing and snorting under her, but his cock was still, incredibly, pipe-hard and crammed fully up her ass-hole from below!
It was like being catapulted into outer space, only the space around her was warm and clinging and inviting. . . until she began to fall, whirling dizzily down into the depths of depravity!
"Unnghh ... yes ... yes! AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!! " Sarah felt her pussy flower like a morning glory in the dawn's first rays around Danny's thick, beefy cock, opening hotly around his thick penis and then tightening with such exquisite pressure that the chunky teenager squealed in pain. But his balls emptied gushingly in a torrent of creamy, thick sperm that made her flinch as its fierce spurting splattered deep in her belly. She tightened her grip around his heavy body and pulled him hard against her as she ground down wantonly onto Nick's upraised erection ... until Nick at last unclenched the locked-in muscles of his buttocks and let the dam of his seething sperm give way, flooding the writhing housewife's bowels with the balm-like warmth of his cum!
"Mmmmmmmm ... there's so much of it! I can feel it all inside me, so warm and wet and thick!" Sarah sighed pleasurably as the two boys emptied their balls into her like a pair of fire nozzles crammed between their thighs. Danny lifted himself wearily and rolled free and then she managed to raise her ass-cheeks enough for Nick's flaccid penis to slip from her nether grip with a lurid plop!
The third one, whose name she never knew, was still hot and horny, and Sarah prepared to take him between her legs, though her cuntal sheath was bruised and tender and she knew that even a little more fucking would hurt something awful. But he pushed her onto her back and straddled her, reached down and pressed the firm, resilient mounds of her breasts in and around his damp, hard cock. Sarah groaned as she felt his prick begin to slide back and forth in the sweat-lubricated cleavage between her sensitive breasts; he fondled them abusively, tweaking and teasing her nipples during the few moments he needed to finish what his own first had begun.
"Unggghh!" he spat churlishly as his cock began to spurt onto her neck and face. Nick and Danny were looking on, laughing as the third boy's sperm splattered over her face. Sarah wasted no time licking it from her lips like it was first-grade honey, and the other boys shook their heads incredulously as they watched her hungrily swirl the thick, creamy liquid into her mouth and swallow it.
"Here," Nicky grunted when the other boy had finished with her. "Lick me all clean so I don't have to wash."
Danny laughed obscenely, so hard that he farted unexpectedly and the three of them shared the tasteless joke as Nick rolled the hapless widow over on her side to allow her tongue and lips to dense his lust-stained prick. She did it without hesitating, for she would have done anything they asked of her now, blindly, without thought of right or wrong. Or decency.
When she had luridly licked and cleansed their genitals with her tongue and lips, Nick pulled her hair and lifted her face from the bed where she lay catching her breath.
"Listen, baby ... you were something else! Even better than we hoped. And just because you did so fine, I'm gonna' trust you to keep your mouth shut until we're out of the county, understand? Because if you don't, well be back for you one day ... and this time, there won't be no witnesses."
Sarah didn't have to think about his proposition to know he meant what he threatened. "Do you think I'd call the police, Nick? What could I tell them? The truth ... that I fucked and sucked the three of you until you'd had enough and then you left? Come on ... I'm as much a fugitive as you boys are!"
Nick thought for a moment and then let her go, pausing just to give her naked bottom one last fondle as he hurriedly dressed and joined his buddies who were already outside in the dark.
Sarah lay quietly, not even breathing, until she heard them drive away. She wondered where they got the car and then realized it was most-likely stolen. She closed her eyes and pulled her gown back on without even looking. A still, quiet voice deep in her unconscious told her she should be sobbing with regret, whimpering with everlasting shame for the awful things she had done.
But Sarah Holloway felt no shame. No regret or remorse, just the glow of a satisfied woman.
CHAPTER TWELVE
They were recaptured, of course, before they even reached the county line, and just as naturally, they said nothing of their visit with Sarah Holloway of the town of Lordsville.
That was almost a month ago, and for Sarah it was something that never happened. In the light of day, she had to admit some shame for what she let herself become, but she managed by just putting it from her mind and going about her life as best she could.
Cindy was spending more and more evenings away from home, and Sarah feared, like any mother, that she was losing her grip. But Cindy seemed to know somehow ... not really know, actually, not the details, and the lurid acts that her mother had been a part of. But she seemed to sense somehow that her mother had changed, just as she had changed. Sarah was only now hearing the dirty rumors of Cindy's clandestine romance with one of the football players ... a black boy, but Sarah refused steadfastly to believe her daughter was involved in anything so sordid.
Dan's visits were increasingly infrequent now, though neither of them had said anything to bring their stagnating relationship to an end.
Cindy was off with her date, supposedly with Tim, though Sarah secretly suspected that something else was going on. Sarah was alone with her bottle of scotch, her perpetual companion now that Dan was no longer a nightly, visitor.
She felt a chill as the doorbell rang, remembering that night a month ago, and this time she peered through the newly-installed peephole before she threw the bolt.
She felt a shiver of recognition before she could place the face, because the features were distorted in the fish-eye lens of the viewer. She checked her hair and straightened her dress with a movement of one hand as she opened the door.
The skinny teenager fidgeted nervously and could not look at her face. He swallowed hard and spoke. "M Mrs. Holloway ... please don't slam the door. I ... "
"Why would I do that, William," Sarah said sweetly, as innocent as a maiden. "Come on in."
The newsboy glanced around furtively and then accepted her invitation, clutching his collections book in one hand as the pretty housewife ushered him inside.
Sarah turned her back to the door and closed the bolt quietly with her hands behind her, locking the door securely.
"Now, William ... what brings you around here again?"
