"Monsieur Evans, stop that! Somebody might come in any minute you know," Chantal Dubois chided her tall dark boss standing beside her. His arms had begun to snake around her waist as the two of them looked out through the office window down to where the city of Houston lay stories below. With a teasing giggle, the lovely French girl tossed her blonde curls and ran gaily around the large desk.
After looking around to make sure the door was closed, Tony Evans sighed, then chased his shapely blonde secretary.
"Shit, Chantal, stop acting like a child!" he said angrily as he came up to her. "If you won't marry me, at least you could show a bit of appreciation for that lunch I just bought you. One little kiss is not going to compromise your precious virtue!"
"Really?" the alluring French girl crooned seductively back at him. She was resting now, panting from her exertions, and she smiled impishly. "Well, I haven't made up my mind about marrying you. And, even if I said oui, that doesn't give you the right to start ... how do you American's say? ... pawing an innocent, helpless woman!"
"Helpless?" Tony snarled, half in play and half in true irritation. The slim, muscular older man moved quickly over to her and grabbed her shoulders before she could escape again. Pinning her struggling body back against the smooth surface of the large executive desk, he smiled sardonically, and said, "Even after all these months, dear, I can't believe that you're too helpless and innocent to know exactly what to do with this ... Are you, Chantal?"
With that, he suddenly pressed his body tightly against her, grinding the bulging front of his suit pants against the light cotton dress she wore. Chantal's light-hearted smile faded from her face and her blue eyes became round with shock as she felt something unexpectedly hard pressing into the flat plane of her belly.
The twenty-six year old French girl made a concentrated effort to clear her head of the giddiness that had come after the bottle of wine and several martinis they had shared in the plush restaurant in Houston's financial district. As comprehension slowly dawned in her mind, she gasped and quickly tried to struggle away from the hard bulge that was angrily digging into the softness of her tender belly, even through the layers of clothing they both wore.
Above her, Tony's smile widened, as though he were enjoying her anxiety, and he held her more tightly, pushing harder against her until his weight trapped her desperately wriggling body securely against the oak desk.
"Mr. Evans, please let me go!" the shocked young French girl cried out in sudden fear. Distress was evident in every feature of her lovely face as she looked beseechingly up at the dark-haired man. "You know I'm not that kind of femme! Stop it, Monsieur Evans!"
But Chantal's words seemed to have no effect, either on the lewdly grinning man or on the ominously pulsing rod of hardened flesh that strained against her belly.
"Oh?" he chuckled down at her, an excited gleam in his brown eyes. "Well, I think it's about time I corrected that situation."
"No, no, I mean it, let me go!" the blonde girl pleaded angrily. Her eyes darted anxiously to the door to see if anyone else were present to witness her embarrassment, and she felt a sudden stab of fear as well, for she realized that there was really no one nearby to assist her if she needed help in controlling her boss. He, too, had had too much to drink that afternoon, and she was frightened by the unusual boldness he was now displaying.
"No, darling, I've been taking your teasing for too long now," the grinning man announced unfeelingly. "It's past time you started acting like the mature woman you obviously are, my sweet!"
With no further warning, he abruptly gathered her into his arms and crushed his mouth down tightly onto her trembling wet lips. Disregarding her mumbled protests, he slid one hand down over the flimsy fabric of her dress to stroke gently at the firm flesh of her upper thigh. Then he clamped his fingers around one of the swelling twin mounds of her tensed ass-cheeks, pressing her pussy even more demandingly to his own cock that was bulging obscenely beneath his pants.
For a terrified moment, the shapely French girl fought even more desperately to escape her boss' welcome caress, but then she ceased her struggling ... this was a scene that had happened to her many times before with other men, in other settings, ever since she had divorced her German husband and come to the United States.
Chantal hoped Tony would quickly understand that she did not want or enjoy his obscene advances! The lovely blonde wished for a wistful moment that she could truly let go of her inhibitions for just one time, and do what would come naturally to her as a mature woman, but the wounds that had been inflicted by her short marriage were simply too deep and still unhealed ... her German husband had been an animal!
Somewhere in the depths of her consciousness, Chantal felt a tempting awareness of the urgent passion of her boss' kiss, the gentle, yet firm pressure of his clenching hands around her smoothly rounded ass-cheeks and slender waist, the insistent exciting throb of his hardened maleness against the yielding softness of her flat belly. But she was still too afraid, of the pain and heartless laughter she had endured once before, to allow herself to give in to the persuasiveness of his ardent kiss.
Finally, Evans drew back from her stiffly trembling body. His hand still cupped the softly swelling cheek of her left ass as he grinned happily down at her frightened blue eyes.
"You see, darling? It's not so bad to just let go and enjoy your body once in a while ... you can't tell me that you didn't enjoy that just as much as I did!"
"You're a beast, Monsieur! A dog! I don't ever want to see you again!" Chantal quickly replied. Her body was quivering uncontrollably and the beautiful French woman realized with a start that the embrace had affected her even more than she had imagined!
She silently prayed that her inner turmoil did not show beyond the mask of righteous indignation she had set on her face. "After all this time, I thought that you were a gentleman, that you understood me. You know I never, never allow a man to touch me, especially like you just did ... I thought I could trust you, Monsieur Evans!"
"Well, I thought you were finally ready to stop acting like the great white virgin," the handsome older man shot back. An expression of disgust crossed his crazy features as he felt his discouraged cock deflating rapidly in the face of Chantal's attack. "For God's sake, you were married once, Sweetie. What did you and Sig do at night, play chess?" Evans grimaced in disbelief. "Even I've heard enough about Sig's exploits to know better!"
The lovely French girl winced involuntarily at his words. They reminded her of the one night she had tried so hard to forget: her wedding night with Sigmund Schultz, the young artist she had given her heart to when she was too innocent and inexperienced to recognize what a cold-hearted beast he really was!
That one terrible night in a secluded cottage outside of Paris when her precious virginity had been torn away from her without regard to her feelings or even her cries of pain had haunted her ever since! The same night she had walked out of the marriage, too frightened to ever trust her husband again. It had been difficult, for every time she saw him after that, she had felt the same old excitement that had first swept her off her feet. And worse, as Sig Schultz had got older and lost the youthful charm she had loved so dearly, she had felt herself increasingly attracted to other young boys in a way that she knew was not right.
Chantal trembled a moment as her mind harked back to the quiet afternoon she had spent watching young boys playing soccer in the school yard next to her apartment in Garche. She remembered how so often she had suddenly found herself touching her own titties and how, more than once, she had surrendered to the irresistible sensations racing through her hot French veins, running into her apartment to tear off her panties and frantically tease her voluptuous pussy until she reached a forbidden orgasm!
But, each time, the beautiful French girl had wished that her husband, Sig, could have been tender and gentle enough to bring her to the same peak of sexual excitement she had experienced under her own little hands, and afterward, Chantal had always felt so ashamed and disgusted at her nasty thoughts that she had vowed over and over again never to repeat the sinful masturbation, only to find herself feeling the same forbidden tingling in her cunt the next time she watched young boys!
At last, the beautiful French girl had come to Houston, and started dating older men, hoping to find the companionship she needed so badly without danger of further igniting the obscene passions that blazed deep in her cunt. She had spent several miserable years that way, fighting off one after another of the aging men who were fascinated by her lithely voluptuous body, until she finally met Tony Evans, her boss.
The handsome executive was wealthy and kind and she had gradually learned to trust him as the months went by ... in her eyes, he had almost proved that he was different from Sig and all the brutal men who had tried to take advantage of her voluptuous young body. But now, after what he had done to her just now in his office, Chantal suspected that he was just like all the rest of the men she had dated, with their hot pawing hands and lusting bodies! If only they could understand that she would never be able to feel real passion again, except for the memory of her first love, and in moments of disgusting weakness, for the young boys who so often reminded her of Sig!
"Please, I just can't talk about it," Chantal said, unhappily aware that she was blushing under his excited gaze. "I don't even want to think about him! Now, please, let me go home!"
Evans hesitated for a moment, then freed her from his embrace. He was more disappointed than angry, for he truly loved this gorgeous French girl, and wanted to help her solve whatever problems were bothering her.
But apparently, nothing had changed, and Chantal was still as sexually frigid as she had ever been.
Hell, it wasn't as though he wanted to rape her or anything! Besides, he loved her, and he'd even gone as far as asking her to marry him, he loved her that much!
Chantal was uncomfortably aware of the older man's eyes searching over her face as though he were looking for some sign of weakness, and she deliberately set her pert features into an expression of grim determination. It was not difficult, for she was truly annoyed now, not only with her boss, the man she had trusted so innocently for several months now, but with herself as well! She wanted to forget the sudden excitement she had felt building in her body and tingling through her love-starved tits and pussy when the handsome man had forced her into the unwanted kiss moments before.
It was an automatic reaction to the touch of a man, one that she had never quite been able to control despite her repeated vow never to let a man use her body again unless she remarried someday. The French blonde secretly hoped that her boss would not test her moral strength again ... she liked him very much now, perhaps even loved him, and did not want to hurt either his feelings or jeopardize her job perhaps...
"Chantal, someday, you are going to have to realize that you're a mature woman," Tony said slowly as he looked down at her. "Someday somebody is going to get tired of your teasing and he's just going to shove a hard cock inside your little cunt ... and you're going to like it!"
"What's wrong with you?" Chantal cried out angrily. She stared up into his face, her blue eyes glittering with fury. "I've never seen you like this before and I don't like it at all, Monsieur Evans!"
"Oh fuck, I'm getting pissed, that's all," the handsome older man snapped back irritably. "I've taken you out, bought you anything you might want, asked you to marry me. Crap!"
Shocked by her boss' heated words, Chantal stood motionless. She watched dumbly as his eyes moved unashamedly over her body and she saw them develop a hungry intensity as his penetrating gaze traveled slowly over her voluptuous curves.
Suddenly, she felt extremely conscious of the size of her full, ripe titties, jutting out against the thin yellow fabric of her dress. They were set close together, leaving room for the narrowest of valleys running between the proud magnificent mounds, and even Chantal herself marveled at how beautiful they were. The young French girl felt strange as she saw his gaze lowering hotly to devour the sight of her slender girlish waist cinched tightly with a leather belt that accentuated the flare of her ripely molded hips, her flat smooth stomach and finally her full-swelling thighs. His eyes paused a moment more on her breathtakingly curved calves and well-formed ankles before returning once again to her shocked young face.
"You know it's true, Chantal," the older man continued. "You're made to be fucked and touched by a man ... why don't you come out of your shell and let's fuck?"
At the sound of the obscene English word, the
French girl's beautiful face paled and she wrenched her arm away from the hand that still held it lightly above the elbow. Hot tears of shame filled her eyes and her hands clenched into two tiny fists at her sides.
"You think you can talk to me like that just because I got a little tipsy this afternoon, but you can't Monsieur Evans," she said in a low strained voice as she blinked rapidly to keep the tears from spilling down onto her smooth suntanned cheeks.
"You're even worse than all the rest of them! At least they were honest about just wanting to ... to fuck ... but you pretended that you loved me and then you want me to ... ooohhhV
"Sweetheart, calm down," the older man chuckled, apparently amused by her distress. "You know, it's what makes the world go 'round!"
"I wouldn't even think about some of the awful things you've done!" Chantal smiled bitterly at the expression of guilty surprise that suddenly crossed her boss' handsome face. "I've heard about your past in Paris and those parties! All those men and women naked together, doing horrible things! A lot of people told me about it, but I didn't believe it. Not until today, Monsieur Evans!"
"So what," Tony shrugged, looking past her to stare at the skyline behind her. "That had nothing to do with my love for you, but I am becoming pretty pissed at your silly puritan ... I'm beginning to think that a good cock would..."
Suddenly, his hand darted out quickly and cupped one of her ripely trembling titties, and holding it tightly, he began to pinch the nipple under her dress until the tiny bud stood out like a hidden button under the soft yellow material.
Chantal was too shocked to respond and then, with a tiny strangled cry, she broke away from him and disappeared through the door into the outer office.
* * *
"Golly, Mademoiselle Dubois, you okay?"
Chantal looked up as she was walking up the pathway to her modest home in the Houston suburbs to see a youthfully slender young boy race to where she had paused at the steps and his green eyes peered anxiously up into her face.
Still too upset to speak, Chantal blindly shook her head as she wiped away the tears still streaking her lovely cheeks.
Even after the terrible shock of Tony Evans heartless words, she had not quite shaken the exciting effect that the older man's impassioned kiss had created in her body, and now she wanted to get away from this young boy quickly, before she began to feel the familiar tingling that always seemed to race through her when she got too near un petite garcon.
"N-no, Danny, it's nothing," she gasped as she fought back the sobs that filled her chest. "I'm just a little tired. I'm going in to take a nap, so you can finish up, mon petite."
Though his smile said that he was relieved at her words, Chantal thought she saw disappointment in the boy's eyes as he moved away from her. She had hired Danny a month ago to take care of the yard around her small private home and lately she had begun to suspect that the handsome young boy might be imagining himself in love with her! He was fourteen and the voluptuous French blonde supposed it was normal for a boy his age to be fascinated by an older woman, but, still, it disturbed her. He came to her house almost every day after school to work, more than the small yard could possibly need, and each day he seemed to be just a little bit less shy. Chantal couldn't help feeling a sort of fondness for the shy boy, an affection that she knew could be very dangerous ... very dangerous indeed!
Young Danny turned to go back to pulling some weeds, then turned to face her again, his innocent face grimacing as he thought of a way to keep the voluptuous, French lady from going inside so soon.
Could ... could I have a glass of water, inside?" he requested shyly of the voluptuous blonde. "I'm kind of thirsty..."
"Well ... " she hesitated, then gave in as she saw the anticipation in his expression. "Okay, Danny, come in," Chantal smiled. "But, just for a moment ... you have work to do."
"Yeah, sure," the youngster agreed, following her inside the house to the kitchen. His heart was pounding in his chest with delight from the brilliant smile she had given him.
Though she smiled in amusement at his enthusiasm, Chantal felt apprehension flitting through her stomach. The boy's charm, the way he seemed to move with boundless energy and eagerness, reminded her of Sig when she had first married him and of the other boys who had excited her so.
As Danny followed her inside, she silently wished she hadn't had quite so much to drink that afternoon ... it was always more difficult to control her emotions when there were martinis drifting through her bloodstream, making her muscles lazy and her mind all too willing to accept all the nasty thoughts that came into her mind.
"Well, here you are," she said with false light-heartedness as she handed him a glass of water that she had filled at the sink.
Suddenly, Chantal became terribly aware of the boy's vibrant young body, standing not a foot away from her own as he drank the cool refreshing liquid. Even in the afternoon heat, the French blonde imagined she could almost feel the youthful warmth pulsating out toward her from the smooth suntanned flesh of Danny's shirtless body, and she felt a longing to reach out with her hand and caress the flat curve of his belly down to where it disappeared into his faded blue jeans.
"This tastes real good, thanks very much."
Chantal forced herself to smile, though she was almost overwhelmed by the dizzying excitement that was beginning to crash over her body in great tingling waves of sensation, and she struggled to maintain her outward composure until the boy went back outside and she could play with her wildly aching cunt for some sort of a release!
CHAPTER 2
Sitting on her sofa, twenty-six year old Chantal Dubois stripped one garment after another from her trembling, excited body. She told herself that she wanted only to take a bath, to wash away the dirty feeling that her boss' harsh words had left her with, but the French blonde knew very well that the strange tinglings she felt in her cunt was not caused by irritation with Tony Evans, but by something much more subtle and powerful, the combined effects of her boss' passion kisses and the youthful sensuousness of the innocent young boy who was at that moment mowing her front lawn!
Chantal had experienced this same kind of excitement before, usually when she met sweet considerate young boys who seemed to be exactly in personality what her brutal, filthy-minded husband Sig had not been ... But Chantal had never grown accustomed to the embarrassment and shame that accompanied her sudden obscene yearnings, and rose up naked from the sofa, her golden body gleaming damply from the hot sun she had so recently escaped, and made a token step toward the bathroom.
Suddenly, through the yellow mesh curtains that covered her living room window, she saw Danny Sommers' auburn-colored hair gleaming in the sunlight as he passed by, whistling softly to himself. His lithe supple shoulders rippled lightly as he pushed the lawnmower across the grass.
Lewd tinglings shot like electric currents through her throbbing cunt, making the beautiful French girl gasp softly with frustration ... it had been months since she had touched her neglected pussy, and she had been almost certain that she had finally cured her body of its sinful insistence on sexual release. But things had built up this afternoon, until she thought she would go crazy unless she got some kind of satisfaction!
Chantal threw herself onto the sofa, the smooth firm roundness of her naked ass-cheeks quivering slightly with the force of her impact. Her body had betrayed her once again and she moaned under her breath as her cunt began to tingle with a ferocity that could not be ignored. What she was feeling was crazy! No, it was sick!
Yet her traitorous pussy still throbbed defiantly, demanding relief. Chantal thrashed unhappily on the orange flowered cushions for a moment more, then, with a sigh of unwilling defeat, she dropped her eyelids as she felt her right hand begin to slip slowly downward to the pale curls of her cunt. It was pointless to struggle any longer, for the feeling would not go away, it never did, until she surrendered to the force of the maddening tingle deep in her demanding cunt!
Chantal deliberately began to stroke her reclining body, kneading the taut mounds of her full titties and pinching the dark nipples until the sensitive little nubs were transformed into hard peaks of throbbing pleasure. Her shapely legs slowly relaxed and fell apart as one hand drifted down between them until one slender finger found the tiny button of her swollen clitoris and began stroking it lewdly. Her naked thighs began to scissor open and closed as she gradually teased herself into a mounting passion as the frustrated French woman's blue eyes became glazed and smoky with desire.
She allowed herself to surrender completely to the lustful passions building within her hot young cunt. Her clenched ass-cheeks ground desperately down into the cushions as she tried to absorb more and more of the delicious overwhelming sensations of her own touch until the soft fabric bunched into the clasping crevice between her squirming ass-cheeks grazing thrillingly against the tender swelling of her cuntal lips. At the searing contact, the beautiful girl's body quivered with the frantic yearning blossoming relentlessly up inside her inflamed cunt. Her breathing deepened to long, sobbing gasps as she began to explore more intently the burning valley between her lewdly opened thighs. valley between her lewdly opened thighs.
Chantal was absolutely humiliated that the sight of a mere boy could drive her to this state of helpless arousal, and yet, strangely enough, the shame seemed to excite her more!
Her lips opened in abandoned delight as her trembling fingers delved downward into the soft hair-covered lips of her exposed pussy and pulled them slowly apart until the moist pink inner furrow was fully exposed to the warm summer air and the tiny mouth-like opening quivered hungrily in the curtained dimness of her tiny living room.
An animal-like moan escaped her throat as she wormed her middle finger up into her wetly throbbing cuntal passage, forcing it far inside her belly until it was completely embedded in the tight smooth channel, and then, suddenly, as she felt her excitement mount to irresistible heights, Chantal quickly thrust another finger past the swollen flanges of her moistly welcoming cunt, gradually widening the lips as she twisted the fingers in wanton sensuality.
Barely remembered images of her German husband began to flash through her mind inciting her to even greater desperation as she lewdly plunged her fingers in and out, burying them all the way up in her cuntal softness. And then, it was no longer Sig the brooding, cruel artist who had laughed so brutally at her as she lay sobbing on their wedding night, her aching cunt filled with his white hot sperm ... but, there was someone else, someone kinder and more innocent!
Chantal's eyes closed in rapture and she smiled blindly up at the imagined face of young Danny Sommers!
"OHHHHHHH," she gasped softly as she imagined the slim strong hips of the young boy driving down against her body, his little cock sliding up into where her fingers now drove deeper and deeper into her painfully throbbing cunt.
In a frenzy of shameless lust, she threw her hips upward and jerked her thighs back tight against her chest to better accommodate each skewering thrust of her mercilessly plunging fingers. Her blonde curls flew wildly around her head and her lovely face contorted with the efforts of her frenzied manipulations, but it was still not enough to bring her to the wildly screaming cum that she so desperately longed for.
Moaning in frustration, Chantal jammed another finger into her obscenely clenching cunt while she reached down between her up-thrust legs, searching with her other hand for the swollen bud of her hardened clitoris. Finding the tiny button, she feverishly pinched and teased at it while her lewdly quivering ass-cheeks danced insanely over the sofa in time to the savage rhythm of her pounding fingers.
Deep breathless gasps of animal pleasure rose from the depths of her heaving chest as she speeded into a more rapid rhythm, straining for a climax, jerking her curving hips upward to bury the invading fingers deep into the wetly clutching passageway of her sucking pussy. Chantal's head tossed madly from side to side on the pillows as she tried to bring herself to cum with her wildly plunging fingers.
She balanced on the edge, massaging and fingering herself with all her might, her rasping sobs of frustration echoed in the stillness of the Texas afternoon as both her hands clamped down over her frantically thrusting cunt in search of the right stimulus to drive her over into the release she needed so badly.
Then, suddenly, as her eyes stared unseeingly toward the ceiling, a slight motion caught in the outer corner of her vision made her stop her plunging fingers and freeze in her lewd position...
Chantal's eyes opened wide in shock and horror as she saw young Danny standing in the front door wild-eyed and staring!
"Ooohh! Mon dieu! Danny ... I ... " her voice trembled and faded to a stop as she tried to imagine what in the world she could say to the innocent youngster!
The fourteen year old's eyes were round with ... lust ... and he seemed to be rooted to the spot. Chantal suddenly felt all her passion giving way to overwhelming shame ... when had he come in? How much had the young boy seen of her lewdly wanton finger-fucking?
Her face paled, the beautiful French blonde grabbed the edge of an afghan that was lying over the couch and pulled it over her trembling body. "I'm sorry about ... what you saw," she finally managed. "Danny..."
"I ... I heard you call me," the boy suddenly spoke up. His voice was slow and dull as though he were having difficulty finding words, and his face looked almost frightened. "I was mowing the yard and you were crying..."
Chantal almost smiled at the innocence of the young boy. The older woman realized that, in her lustful passion, she must have called Danny's name as she imagined his naked young cock in her hot little pussy, and now she would somehow have to explain to the innocent youngster what he had seen.
The embarrassed French girl felt an involuntary shiver deep in her cunt as she saw Danny's naked chest gleaming in the dimness of her living room as he stood so awkwardly and uncertainly in the doorway, like a frightened child. Chantal wracked her mind for some logical explanation of what he had heard while she tried desperately to calm down the excitement that not only rebelliously refused to die in her body, but had increased as a result of her obscene finger-fucking.
"I was taking a sleep, Danny, dreaming," she finally lied, praying that he would believe her. "It must have been a nightmare."
After all these years of restraining and deliberately denying the rich female sexuality with which nature had so imprudently endowed her, Chantal had become adept at lying, and now she hoped the boy would not be able to see through her facade to the raging fires that were blazing through her nakedly voluptuous body.
The boy's finely drawn good looks were affecting her more powerfully than ever before, perhaps because she had been forced to stop her manipulations of her own body before she could reach the climax she so badly needed. Chantal felt something was about to snap within her this afternoon! If she didn't get Danny out of her house quickly, the boy too might become a victim of the sinful lust she now felt so powerless to control!
Chantal remembered the fantasies she had had about the youngster only a moment ago, and reminded herself that they were horribly naughty, but, somehow, precisely because they were so wrong, the dreams had been all the more exciting.
"You'd better go, now, Danny," she said gently. "I don't have any clothes on, you know."
Chantal almost bit her tongue as the last phrase passed her lips, wondering what she could have been thinking about to say such a thing to the boy, but he seemed not to notice.
"Are you sure you're all right, Miss Dubois?" he persisted anxiously, stepping forward into the living room as if to make sure. "I really like you a lot, and I couldn't stand it if. . . "
Embarrassed by the confession that he had suddenly blurted out, the young teenager turned away. He hesitated for a moment at the doorway as if uncertain of whether to go or stay.
Lying under the blue afghan, Chantal was touched by his admission of love and also maddeningly excited ... almost quivering with lust at the idea that a sweet boy like Danny could feel something for her, a woman more than twice his age! It was horrible, it was degrading, it was perverted and nothing but raw animal passion!
"Don't go, Danny," Chantal said softly, hoping her suddenly all-consuming excitement was not revealed in her voice. "We haven't really had a chance to talk yet and I'd ... like to get to know you better, dear."
Chantal's eyes brightened as she saw Danny smile delightedly and step back into her living room, then look around for a place to sit. She pulled the light afghan tighter around her enticingly naked body 'and then patted the sofa beside her.
"Sit down here," she said, trying desperately to stifle the strange nervousness she felt building within her. She smiled sweetly up at him and slid over toward the center of the sofa to give him more room on the edge. Her mind tried to call out a warning as she watched the fourteen year old walk across the room to where she was lying, but the alcohol that had slowed her senses earlier this afternoon now made it easy for her to ignore the signal for caution that was ringing in her mind.
"I sure like working for you, Miss Dubois," Danny burst out as he settled himself gingerly on the sofa. He hesitated, staring down at the floor for a moment in embarrassment, then shyly added, "I just like being here with you."
A thrill ran through her body. This lovely innocent boy was once again declaring his affection for her! She felt a slight tremor deep between her smoothly trembling thighs as she realized that he was unconsciously staring at her lush, lightly-covered body.
Without thinking, she smiled coyly back at him and wriggled down into the cushions. She was fighting with all her strength to overcome the maddening temptation to reach out and touch his innocent face. A mere fourteen year old, she marveled to herself, and yet so handsome and masculine.
Chantal studied the smooth boyish features that faced her own and realized suddenly that the boy had not yet even begun to shave. After a moment, she noticed that he was averting his eyes from her penetrating gaze, and, feeling instantly sorry that she had made him uncomfortable, she reached out to touch his hand that was resting between them on the afghan.
"Would you like something to drink, Danny?" she asked solicitously. "I don't think I have anything but lemonade, unless you'd like some chilled red wine. I know it's hot outside, and you have been working awfully hard."
"Great!" the young boy enthused. "They never let me have anything like that at home. I'll go get it!"
Chantal nodded, amused by his enthusiasm, it seemed like a hundred years since she had known anyone so young and bright, and the beautiful French blonde wondered how she had ever managed to survive all this time without handsome young boys!
She watched him bound out of the room and into the kitchen, realizing mournfully that she really ought to get up and dress herself more properly. She listened for the sounds in the kitchen and then jumped up from the sofa. She barely had time to pull a light cotton robe from the bedroom and pull it on over her naked, voluptuous body before the boy came rushing back into the living room, with two glasses of red wine.
His worried look when he saw the empty sofa gave way to a brilliant smile as he spotted the seductive French lady standing beside the living room windows.
"Sit down, Danny," she motioned. "I'll be right back, dear."
Chantal felt strange erotic sensations pounding through her cunt even more noticeably than before, and she was glad that she had had enough sense to cover herself up before she got carried away with this innocent young child!
Danny made no reply, but she heard the soft squeak as his weight sank down on the sofa once again. The voluptuous older woman moved closer to the large windows, staring out at the quiet neighborhood. She searched the street for something to distract her mind from the familiar throbbing hunger steadily growing in her pussy, so that she could return to the sofa for a quiet talk with the handsome boy.
Then, suddenly, Chantal heard a hoarse gasp from the sofa behind her.
"Oh, Mademoiselle, you're so beautiful!" the entranced boy's voice breathed from the sofa.
Uncertain of what he could mean, for her back had been turned to the boy, Chantal turned halfway around and looked back toward him. She had been blinded by the brilliance of the afternoon sunlight outside and it took a moment before she could locate the boy's slender form on the sofa in the shadowed living room. His eyes were glued on her sheer robe, complete fascination in his expression, and the voluptuous French blonde looked down at the blue cotton robe to see what could be interesting Danny so much, and, to her shock, she could see right through the thin clinging material in the bright light that was coming in through the window!
It was absolutely transparent as she stood there and Chantal blushed a deep red as she realized that the youth had been staring intently at the clearly outlined silhouette of her naked body! Oh mon dieu!
Chantal walked hesitantly back to the sofa, uncertain of what to do next. Did Danny think she was trying to seduce him? But she quickly realized that he was much too innocent to even think of something so nasty!
"Where's my wine, Danny?" she asked in what she hoped was casual as she sat down on the sofa near the boy.
Danny was obviously unable to tear his gaze away from the deep cleavage that showed beneath the low neck of her robe. His brow furrowed as though he were trying to find the proper words to tell the older French lady something he was feeling and then looked up at her with an innocent sincerity that made Chantal's lustful blood race with excitement. " ... I think you're the most beautiful lady I've ever seen and I wouldn't mind just looking at you for the whole rest of my life, Mademoiselle Dubois!"
Since she had left her husband, Sig, Chantal had heard virtually the same words from many men who had been excited by her voluptuous beauty, but never before had the words had such a profound effect on her...
Suddenly, her large blue eyes slipped down to the crotch of Danny's faded cut-offs, and the sight that met her gaze filled her with a sudden rush of passion that both thrilled and terrified her.
Bulging out against the fabric, the nasty older woman could clearly see a stiff slender form pressing up and outward, and she had to deliberately clasp her hands tightly together in her lap to keep from giving in to the aching desire to reach out and touch his youthful swelling cock!
"That's nice, Danny," she said. "I like you, too."
Chantal reached out to lay her cool fingers on the hand that the trembling boy had placed on the sofa between them. She could feel the inflamed vortex of her quivering pussy throbbing violently in passionate answer to the sight of his hardening young cock beneath his pants. Chantal was painfully aware of her moist cunt tingling madly against the soft silkiness of her robe where she had sat down, and her nipples had grown erect, pressing hotly out against the suddenly abrasive clinging material as her full curving titties heaved high and swelled with the sweet torment of her mounting, forbidden lust.
Danny's eyes fastened lasciviously upon her scantily clad body and Chantal fought down the almost irresistible impulse to plunge her own hand down inside the front opening of her cotton robe and rub the fleshy throbbing ridges of her wetly pulsing pussy to even greater arousal!
With this sweet, timid young boy sitting next to her on the sofa, Chantal desperately wished she could simply tell him that she wanted him to fill her achingly empty pussy-hole with his excited cock. He would understand somehow, and not make her feel dirty or used as she had with Sig the only time in her life a man had fucked her virginal cunt. This moment was like a dream come true to Chantal and her excited and uninhibited mind could not quite understand the necessity to restrain herself. Why should she feel guilty? This handsome boy made her titties and cunt cry out for the soothing pleasure of his youthfully hard cock and she could not comprehend why, after all these years, she should have to deny herself the one male cock that, at that moment, seemed perfect for her painfully aching cunt.
"Mademoiselle, do you want your wine?" the young boy's worried voice broke into Chantal's thoughts, shocking her back to the reality of the moment. "Do you want me to leave? I hope I didn't make you mad."
Danny squirmed nervously, then moved as if to get up. Chantal took the still full glass he held out to her, then watched him shift uncertainly on the edge of the sofa. Though he acted as though he would be willing to leave at her command, the confused French woman could feel his eyes still upon her, staring ravenously at her sensuously curved body, not like an innocent young boy, but as a grown man!
"Well ... Danny, I think..." she said slowly, unable to make her mind work properly as his innocent eyes bulged at her near-naked figure, scurrying up and down from her high up-thrust titties to the full and inviting curves of her generously contoured ass-cheeks and legs. Chantal knew it was already too late for her to regain control of her desire-ridden cunt, and she heard a soft voice she barely recognized as her own begin to speak.
"You can stay longer, cheri. Here, why don't you move a little closer?"
Danny stared happily at her for a moment as though unable to believe this good luck, then quickly scooted over toward the centre of the sofa. Chantal was visibly trembling now from the force of the delicious erotic sensations rippling through her love-starved body, and she did not know or care anymore whether or not what she was doing was wicked. The only thing she was sure of now were the currents of sensual feeling that had begun to jump like electrical sparks between their two bodies. She remembered what her boss Tony Evans had told her about using sex to bring pleasure to herself, and her mind was momentarily filled with visions of wanton aggressiveness, of shameless plans to seduce the vulnerable fourteen year old boy sitting beside her. Her gaze fell again to his cut-offs, and paused a moment on the dark spot of moisture that was slowly spreading around the top of the obviously growing bulge there, then she ran her sight over the rest of his slim youthful form, coming to rest at last on his face in which confusion and youthful lust both showed clearly in his expression.
Chantal tipped the wine glass to her lips and drained its contents before she could find the courage to speak again.
"Danny, I think I want to he down," she murmured finally as she leaned over to set the glass on the floor beside the sofa. "If there's something else you want to do this afternoon, you can go. It's up to you, cheri. "
"I don't ever want to leave you, Mademoiselle," the red-headed youth vowed ardently. "Not until you really want me to," he shakily added, drinking in her closeness as she lifted her feet onto the cushions, his eager gaze roaming hungrily over every soft contour of her ripe female form. Then suddenly, a tiny strangled cry escaped his lips and before Chantal could move, he had thrown both his arms around her back and pulled her close to him to plant several moist quick kisses on her cheeks and throat.
The older woman gasped in surprise just before his mouth locked on hers, his warmly probing tongue flicking out to stab deep up between her lips. Chantal tried to remember that this was wicked and wrong, but her senses were suddenly taut with desire for this hard-bodied youngster and for the hard shaft of male flesh she felt pressing against the soft smoothness of her belly as Danny's weight toppled her back onto the sofa.
Chantal was excited more and more by the innocent youngster's aggressive desire for her until at last she ceased her feeble struggling and actually wrapped her own arms around his neck, pulling his torso down tighter into the billowy softness of her flimsily clad titties as she began to move her hips under him in a seductive, suggestive gesture that provided wanton encouragement to his inexperienced advances.
Suddenly, he pulled away, horror and shame written on his face. "Oh, Mademoiselle, I don't know why I did that!" he moaned. "You're so beautiful! And now I've gone and ruined it all!"
His head dipped down to press into the softly heaving mounds of her full white tits and his hands slipped down between the cushion and Chantal's back to cup her silk-covered ass-cheeks. He grasped them eagerly and began to squeeze and knead them with a hypnotic rhythm that matched the pounding pulse of the older woman's heart, and the beautiful French blonde felt the insane desire that had been building in her loins all afternoon gradually taking control of her mind and emotions. She wanted to fuck this young boy and was willing to put aside everything she had ever been taught about right and wrong to fuck him!
"Oh, Danny," she moaned.
Danny lifted his head from her roundly pliant tits and stared into her face with eyes filled with anguish. With an obviously painful effort, he rolled away from her quivering body, and sat up stiffly on the sofa, crossing his knees with an anguished expression on his young face. Chantal looked back at him, fear and indecision mingling with the wanton lust for his virginal cock.
"Do you want me to go now?" Danny finally asked, his voice polite and gentle despite the misery and frustration in his tone. He stared blindly at the floor beneath his feet as his erect young cock continued to jerk and throb angrily in his jeans as though demanding to be released. But her hotly aroused body was too excited to pay any heed to anything but its own needs, and the beautiful older woman's sensuous lips opened in a smile, uttering the words that would shatter the privacy she had so desperately guarded all these lonely years and the purity of a sweet boy who was young enough to be her own son.
"Danny, don't go ... please, cheri!"
Danny knew, even in his teenage innocence, the meaning of her request.
With a low gasp of delight, he dropped down on the sofa once again and crushed his body against her ripe form. His excited lips found hers, pressing against their softness with youthful fervor, then slipped down to pay homage to her velvety, sun-bronzed throat and the smooth firm mounds of her cream-white titties that bulged voluptuously over the deep neckline of her cotton robe.
Her quivering cunt grew even hotter and her entire body began to tremble passionately as she quietly accepted Danny's excitedly fumbling advances.
His heart beating with joy, Danny lifted himself up on his elbows above her, and, for a breathless moment, he stared down at the beautiful older woman who actually seemed to want him to go on kissing her, just the way she had been wanting him in all his wet-dreams!
Chantal was beyond all reason, aware of nothing but the glorious sensation of warmth left behind by the hungry lips and gentle hands upon her tingling flesh. The lovely French woman's body relaxed in wanton repose as she waited for the boy's next movement. Every rounded curve and valley of her maturely molded body was clearly visible beneath the light clinging fabric of her silk robe, and Danny's eyes widened as he caught sight of the pale tendrils of blonde pubic hair that curled invitingly around the edges of the front opening of the garment. Chantal's robe had parted slightly during their first frenzied embrace, exposing one naked leg all the way up to her thigh and, feeling the boy's eyes upon her naked flesh, she made no effort to cover it.
Her eyes full of lust, she contemplated Danny as he leaned over her, an eager smile etched obscenely on his smooth young features. For the first time ever, Chantal realized, she felt real desire for the boy she was with, with no complications or fears!
It seemed impossible, after all those years of running from men, of shamefully finger-fucking her own hotly aching pussy for sexual satisfaction, that it was really happening at last! It didn't matter that it was a young boy, nothing mattered but the fact that she felt like an animal, a rutting female bitch!
Chantal was vaguely aware of a desperate struggle taking place in her lust-filled brain between her conscience and her long-buried sensual nature. One part of her mind was fully aware of the shameless immorality of what she was doing, inviting this sweet innocent boy into her home and then inciting him as well as responding to his passionate caresses.
In another part of the young French girl's brain, a much more urgent voice was persuading her that she did want this fourteen year old as much as she had ever wanted anything in the world ... and he wanted her just as badly! So, how could she deny herself or him, the pleasures they both longed for!
Then suddenly, Chantal reached down to the belt that held her robe together at the waist and pulled it apart!
Danny stared down in blissful fascination as the soft material slid slowly down the sides of her voluptuously curved body, gradually revealing her upper torso, until her quivering up-thrust titties were completely exposed to Danny's burning gaze. Unable to control himself any longer in the presence of the teasing older woman, Danny reached out and slowly pushed the rest of the robe away from her body until the firm flat plane of her belly all the way down to the gentle blonde-trimmed mound nestled invitingly between her thighs.
The boy's breath rasped excitedly, and, Chantal's face glowed with a strange kind of pride as she saw her young lover's eyes light wonderingly on her full-swelling white titties. His head slipped downward, a soft breathless moan of delight falling from his lips, and then suddenly his teeth were harshly clamped around the turgidly throbbing nipple of one heaving tit.
Chantal gasped in protest, squirming wildly to free herself from the unexpected painful bite, but the boy's hands excitedly exploring her hips and thighs held her firmly in place. His searching lips joyously traveled the softly palpitating mounds of her titties, licking and kissing the warm vibrant female fullness that lay so invitingly beneath him. Chantal's helplessly clenching ass-cheeks began a slow impatient erotic sensation descending feather-like to her desperately churning cunt.
"Oh, Danny," she moaned softly as he worshipfully nibbled at her ears and throat. Then, as if sensing the need building irrevocably within the older woman, he moved his attentions lower, back down over her large ripe tits and farther, until his hotly prodding tongue swabbed hungrily at the tiny indentation of her navel. His fingertips played indecisively over the smooth gleaming flesh of her lower belly, softly brushing the uppermost blonde curls of her crinkly pubic hair, and then, suddenly, he stopped!
Danny stared up into the older woman's eyes for a long time as though searching for some sort of reassurance, then he slithered up beside her and kissed her on the mouth. His own mouth opened wide and his tongue probed uncertainly between the shameless blonde's lips and teeth, growing more courageous as he felt the lovely woman responding with abandon, her own tongue burrowing heatedly up into his fresh young mouth. Suddenly, her hands were at his waist, struggling frantically with his zipper.
"Take them off, Danny ... please ... now," she pleaded in a quavering voice, as the excited boy obediently rose from the mattress to remove his clothing. Chantal wondered in horror at what she was doing. No matter how wickedly exciting it seemed, there was something terribly immoral and wrong in being here like this with the young boy so close, and absolutely naked to his exciting gaze!
The realization that she was actually seducing this fourteen year old boy hit her as though she had been run over and for a moment she tried to stop him before things got too far out of hand.
"Danny, wait, please ... we shouldn't..." she began weakly, but the words died on her lips as the youth dropped one garment after another to the floor. Her voice had betrayed her even as she tried to conjure up some convincing words of protest, and now Chantal felt all the arguments slipping completely out of her mind. She trembled at the sight of his slenderly-muscled body, and her blue eyes locked hungrily on the sight of the throbbing shaft of boyishly hard flesh that lewdly jutted out from the sparse reddish pubic hair below his flat suntanned stomach.
"I want to, don't you?" the boy asked anxiously as he saw her eyes close in resignation. "You'll have to show me how. I ... I've never done it before. The guys call it fucking and ... I guess I've never wanted anything so badly as I want to fuck you, Mademoiselle."
Chantal lay stiff with shock under the bluntness of the obscene word, but the innocent sincerity in the boy's voice aroused her even more until she could barely understand what was happening to her lust-inflamed body ... her hotly moistened cunt felt as though it were on fire and she crossed her legs tightly together to ease the wild tingling she felt in the pit of her stomach. Her gleaming pussy-lips were becoming swollen and wet with the moisture that was slowly seeping down through her ravenously eager cunt.
Suddenly, Danny sank down onto the sofa beside her again, and his fervent kisses and awkward manipulations of her lushly proffered flesh quickly transformed her entire body into a loose bundle of raw nerve-ends that Chantal could no longer control! Danny's hands eagerly seized both her tits and squeezed them together tightly, taking one after the other of the swollen nipples into the warm cavern of his sucking lips.
Tiny pinpricks of delicious sensation drifted down to Chantal's spasmodically undulating cunt as he then rolled the sensitive hardening nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, the moist warmth of his breath running into her ear as he laid his head on the cushion beside hers. Then his hands left her heaving titties to gently turn her face toward him so he could lock his mouth wildly against hers. The beautiful blonde felt a stab of fear at his increasing boldness and she tried for a moment to twist free of his arms, to make a last futile stand against the seduction she had started and yet was not helpless to restrain, but, it was hopeless. The needing hungry pressure of his strong young grip and the demanding warmth of his lips were just too thrilling a combination for her to resist any longer, and she surrendered to the overpowering sensations that were surging and rippling to the very core of her being.
The wanton older woman had forgotten about her boss, Tony Evans, about Sig, everything but the marvelous feelings racing through her body as this virginal youth writhed hungrily against her desperately tingling cunt. Every moral and physical inhibition in her being melted in the heat of her new found passion. Every last shred of conscience was gone! Chantal's mind whirled and she groaned huskily as the boy's hand slipped down from her lust-swollen tits to trace the full squirming curves of her nakedly twisting ass-cheeks.
"Oh, Danny, do it now," she beseeched brokenly. "Mon Dieu, don't wait any longer, fuck me!"
The thrill of hearing herself say the forbidden words coursed through Chantal's body and she reached out her arms to twine them tightly around the boy's neck, pulling his chest down against the soft whiteness of her full titties. The beautiful French woman shivered at the realization that she truly did want it as much as this fourteen year old boy she had been seducing. She was a slave to the surges of hot longing that made her cunt ache to have his cock inside her. There was no thought in her mind but excited anticipation of the moment when he would plunge his hardened cock deep up into her aching cunt.
Chantal felt him awkwardly prying her quivering thighs far apart and she joyfully lifted her hips to meet the welcome weight of his body as he climbed uncertainly between her naked, wide-splayed legs.
Danny's boyish features swam dizzily before her lust-glazed eyes as she felt the youthful hardness of his eagerly pulsing cock jabbing anxiously into the sensitive firmness of her upper thighs before it slipped down to rest against the full length of her soaking pussy-slit. The lurching cock-head pulsed maddeningly between her up-thrust ass-cheeks, insinuating itself up and down her moistened split as the boy's hips twisted madly in an effort to plant the blood-filled tip up inside the softly swollen lips of her dilated pussy-hole.
Chantal reached down between their bodies and grasped the full length of his slender rock-hard cock, her tightly closed hand stroked up and down the smooth taut flesh for a moment, delighting in its urgent pulsing against her palm and the warm stickiness of the fluids that oozed in tiny driblets from the excitedly engorged tip. Then, no longer able to bear the teasing sensation, she shakily guided the cock-head up from the valley of her ass-cheeks, gently poising it between the throbbing hair-lined lips of her well-lubricated pussy. Chantal secured it there with one hand and placed the other on the boy's hard muscular ass, pressing with all her strength to draw the lengthy pulsating shaft up into the wet softness of her needing cunt, to let it quench once and for all the gnawing hunger that tortured her voluptuous and now completely uncontrollable pussy.
Danny pressed forward tentatively and saw Chantal's eyes close in ecstasy as she felt the first electric contact against the splayed lips of her moistly expectant cunt. Then, she held her breath for what seemed like an eternity as she lay in utter abandon beneath the teenager, waiting for him to plunge his rigid cock right up into her starving pussy.
"Now, Cheri, do it now," Chantal pleaded breathlessly as she felt him slowly pressuring against the tight elastic opening of her begging cunt. Then, the lecherous older woman gasped in wanton joy as she felt the bulbously bloated head slip in past her moist warm pussy-entrance!
The fiery cock-shaft moved into her slowly at first, spreading and stretching the long-unused walls of her neglected cunt. Chantal winced a little at the sensation of pleasure mixed with pain as his cock seemed to slide in forever, filling her more beautifully and completely than she would ever have believed possible.
Above her, Danny was lost in the glory of his first sexual experience with a woman and suddenly his no longer innocent face twisted into a contorted expression of raw animal lust as he looked down at his first woman nakedly spread beneath him, the head of his swollen aching cock buried up between the rippling walls of her hungrily clasping pussy.
Danny had a feeling of limitless power, unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and with a little cry of triumph he pressed forward on the French lady's body. His weight smashed her fully rounded titties tightly back against her chest as he thrust his hips forward to slide his wildly pulsing cock deep into her pussy like a driving piston, pushing the soft moist folds of her lubricated cuntal walls.
Chantal groaned in rapture as she felt his youthful balls slam resoundingly down against the cheeks of her tightly clenched ass as the blunt head of his penetrating cock prodded lewdly against her cervix.
"Ohhhhhhh, yeesssssss, Danny ... oooooiiiiiii!" she cried out in delight as she kicked out into the air and locked her arms and legs around his tensed young body.
The thrill of satisfying so inexperienced a boy, of working with him to a glorious climax, sent lascivious chills coursing through Chantal's body. The inner muscles of her splayed cunt tightened around his throbbing cock as she automatically pulled him deeper inside her devouring pussy-hole.
Chantal wondered how she must look, a twenty-six year old woman, her arms and legs wrapped serpent-like around a boy's almost hairless, virginal young body, letting her uncontrollably hungering cunt swallow the youngster's boyish cock ... but then, as she felt him begin to flick his hips back and forth, trying to thrust farther and farther up into her, she abandoned her momentary fears.
Gasping for breath at the mind-shattering sensation of her young lover's hard cock plunging excitedly into her needing cunt, Chantal began grinding her naked ass-cheeks lewdly up and down in the most provocative manner she knew how. She wanted him to cum, to shoot his sweet boiling young sperm far up into her thirstily sucking cunt, to fill her as she had never been filled before!
Danny's face glowed with the lust he was experiencing at that moment, a sensation unlike anything he had known before in his entire young life! His slim hips bucked madly up and down as he tried to bury more and more of his lust-hardened cock far up in the delicately moist walls of this beautiful French girl's hungrily sucking cunt.
Danny propped himself up on his elbows and stared down between their entangled bodies, panting heavily as he watched his stiffened shaft, moist with her secret juices, pistoning relentlessly into the pink slit of her delicious hair-lined cunt. The sight of the older woman's up-thrust titties jiggling beneath his face, the rosy pointed tips like two startled eyes gazing back at him, was almost more than he could stand! His inexperienced eyes bulged wider as he gaped with each slow out-stroke he made, then swallowing in again as he thrust back forward into her with the smooth in and out rhythm he had begun. The wanton French lady's eyes opened and closed in a lost daze of passion, and Danny wondered vaguely if he were hurting the tight little hole he had first felt when he put his hard cock between her legs!
"Oh mon dieu! Oh, ooouuuuiiii, oooohhh!" She crooned softly as she writhed her pelvis to meet each stroke of Danny's virginal cock. She was no longer ashamed for having seduced this young boy, for he had somehow turned on the hot streak in her body that had lain nearly dormant for all these years, making it easy for her to commit her first act of illicit sex.
Chantal was reveling in it now, like the lewd wanton slut she knew she was!
Her eyelids fluttered deliriously as she twisted beneath the boy, lost in the intensity of her wild, lustful excitement holding tight to the boy's throbbing cock with the clenching lips of her cunt as hard as she could. She slipped one hand around his neck, pulling his face down to rest in the billowy warmth of her titties sensing that he was about to cum very soon.
Danny labored over her, moving suddenly into a series of longer and faster plunging strokes, that brought his pulsing shaft almost all the way out of her clutching cunt on the back-stroke, then slipping back into her until he could feel the blood-engorged head of his spasmodically jerking cock brushing against the spongy resistance of her cervix deep inside.
The boy felt her begin to thrash more frantically beneath him and her voluptuous writhing made him forget everything but the whirlwind of animal lust that controlled his young body. The wet flat smack of his hips thudding against her upturned pelvis resounded loudly through the home as he dazedly turned his head to take one of her erectly sensitive nipples into his mouth and suck hungrily on it.
Then, his hands slipped down between the cushions and the full gyrating cheeks of her naked ass, and he cupped them in his spread fingers and palms, kneading the soft ripe flesh in lewd delight as he felt his youthful sperm start to boil deep in his bloated balls.
Chantal moaned ceaselessly up into the air, her flushed face registering her intense passion ... she was growing more and more aroused by the second as the naked young boy's thrusting cock stroked harder and harder up into her hotly willing cunt!
She wrapped her arms and legs more tightly around his pumping body, rhythmically lunging forward to meet each of his wild pistoning thrusts. The straining cushions bounced in time to the two obscenely entwined bodies struggling madly against each other, and the guttural sounds of their deep panting grunts and groans filled the living room, mingling with the moist noises of the boy's fiery cock pounding in and out of the beautiful French woman's wetly sucking pussy-hole.
Then, suddenly, Chantal gasped with alarm as she felt Danny's rampaging cock begin to flex and pulse deep in her belly ... the head flared out until she was afraid it might tear into her belly! It took a moment before the inexperienced older woman realized that the boy was about to cum, to shoot his tempestuously boiling young semen right up into her hungry depths, and the thought made her shiver with delight! Her hand darted down to grasp his driving ass, pulling him as far as possible into her wanton, nakedly splayed cunt. At the same time, Chantal felt her own climax coming on with the force of a tidal wave and she waved her ass from side to side on the sofa, spiraling her excited cunt up and down on his hotly expanding cock ... and, suddenly, she began quivering uncontrollably beneath the boy's pounding body!
Her breathless groan rose to a strangled gasp of ecstasy as her body stiffened and began vibrating like the plucked string of a violin, her own wet fluids oozing from her quivering channel, drowning the boy's stiffly impaling member in its sticky sweet warmth.
Danny paused a moment, astounded by the beautiful older woman's sudden convulsions, but then, as she gasped out the last of her orgasm, the excited boy felt himself lose all control of his passion! He frantically heaved his pelvis down against her, jamming his exploding cock all the way to the hilt in the delicious depths of Chantal's hotly contracting cunt. With a rush that took the young boys' breath away, his boiling sperm erupted deep up into the older woman's stretched cunt, mixing deliciously with the juices of her insanely rippling orgasm.
Chantal's mind whirled in delirious sensuality as she felt the white-hot liquid squirting deep up inside her, filling her open cunt to overflowing with its warm wetness. The starving walls of her pussy clenched and unclenched tightly around it, desperately sucking at the jerking organ like a hungry mouth and their combined juices flowed wetly down around his still lurching cock, dribbling down into the excitedly tensing valley of her ass, and washing over his emptied balls and the base of his penis as he tried to sink it even deeper up into the French woman's heaving belly ... brilliant flashes of light like exploding firecrackers filled Chantal's brain as she continued to pant out her seemingly endless orgasm. "Ooohhhhh! Ooo-ooooohhhh!" she screamed, the ravenous pores of her ravaged cunt clasped greedily around his youthfully erupting cock until it finally gave one last spasmodic lurch and then lay almost motionless inside her writhing pussy.
Danny fell exhausted across her perspiring body, feeling her velvet cuntal walls still undulating excitedly around his rapidly shrinking cock.
After several minutes, Chantal too, quivered to stillness, her legs collapsing limply on either side of his gasping form as the youngster's clutching grip on her trembling ass slowly loosened and was finally released altogether. The older woman's newly sated body felt drained of all energy and emotion, and, as she moved tentatively beneath the boy, she felt her thighs and ass slipping in the excess of sticky hot juices that had filled her cunt. A moment later, she gently pushed Danny off her weary body, breathing thickly to fill her lungs with air as he slowly lifted his weight from her. The French blonde moaned softly as she felt the now limp cock pull slowly out of her used and battered cunt, then sighed with relief as a cool breeze wafted in through the open window to lave her spent soaking body...
CHAPTER 3
"Hello darling," Tony Evans said, staring lustfully at the naked body of the beautiful woman sleeping contentedly on the sofa.
Chantal woke up at the words of the man, shock evident in her face. She made a half-hearted attempt to cover her nakedness and sat up with a start.
"Hello darling," he repeated. "I had come over to apologize after our little er disagreement this afternoon at the office. I didn't know you had had company, my dear."
Chantal froze ... had he seen? Danny must have left when she had dozed off!
"We met out in the front yard, darling."
The French girl did not ask what he meant. She was certain now that he either suspected or knew of her illicit liaison with fourteen year old Danny, and was mocking her for her protestations of purity when she had been with him ... he was playing with her very much like a cat plays with a helpless mouse before it pounces for the kill.
Suddenly, she didn't care what he knew! All that mattered was to have him leave so that she could be alone with her thoughts, to try to decide what to do about the terrible dilemma she had created. After all, Tony Evans had no real hold on her life, and if he were going to be as cruel and heartless as he had been this afternoon and tonight, she didn't want to ever see him again!
"Monsieur Evans, I'm afraid that I'm very sleepy," she said, punctuating the comment with a light silvery laugh. "I don't seem to be able to follow what you're saying at all. Now, if you don't mind, I'm really very tired..."
"You couldn't be nearly as tired as I am, dear, of your adolescent and immature behavior."
Chantal looked up, anger and shock evident in her face, wondering if this was his idea of a joke, but the intense expression on the older man's face was evidence enough of his seriousness.
"I ... I don't ... "
"Sure you know what I mean," Evans interrupted, suddenly standing up from couch and crossing the room to where the woman he loved stood. "You know damn well what I mean. I've said it often enough, Christ, Chantal, when are you going to realize that I love you, and that I can make you happier than anyone ever could?"
Something in the way he emphasized his words made Chantal more certain than ever that her boss knew about what had happened that afternoon with young Danny. Suddenly, she felt desperate, as though she were trapped and his accusations were closing her in farther. Her voice when she answered him was tinged with a note of desperation.
"I-if ... if you love me, you wouldn't torture me so ... and this afternoon in your office..."
"Goddamnit," Evans interrupted with frustration, "if I 'torture you', as you put it, it's only because that's the only way your eyes are ever going to be opened up to yourself! For months now I've tried the verbal approach, I've been rational and patient, trying to make you see that you're a beautiful and sensuous woman, yes, and sexy, though it would probably shock you to hear anyone say it. And this afternoon, I thought maybe what you needed was a little demonstration..."
"You thought I needed...? " Chantal started defensively, anger beginning to show through her consciously controlled features.
"Yes, I thought you needed it, and I still do. The only way you're ever going to come out of that frigid shell is for a real man, and not some kid, to show you what a real man is like!"
"You ... you ... get out of here! If you think you can talk to me like that ... "
"No, I told you already, darling. I'm through talking!"
Suddenly, the powerful older man reached out and grabbed Chantal by the wrist, deftly twisting her around until she was pressed close up against his burly chest, and in an instant his lips were covering hers, his tongue thrusting forcefully up into the depths of the astonished blonde's mouth.
"Ymmmmmmm ... stop ... mmm..." Chantal moaned futilely, trying to force his hands away, but he held her in a steel-hard grip, the strength of his powerful arms drawing her tightly against him, his one hand moving down to encompass the rounded swell of her tremulous ass-cheeks while the other locked against the small of her naked back. She felt the blood rushing to her cheeks at the shame of his coarse hand moving intimately over her tensed and suddenly fear-stricken body.
"S-stop! Stop it, do you hear!" Chantal hissed, finally freeing her mouth from his invading presence.
"No!" Evans grinned, almost maliciously. "I've been listening to your feeble excuses for too long. It's time you faced the fact that you're a healthy sensual woman, and I'm going to show you that right now!"
Once more she struggled in his arms, trying to free herself, but she was helpless against his masculine might as he slowly lowered his head until his wetly searching lips completely smothered her trembling mouth, his tongue smashing lustfully between her lips and against her teeth. He held her close, his big hands moving feverishly as they pressed into the roundly molded mounds of her tensed ass-cheeks to force her cunt flat against him, his height permitting the throbbing bulge of his hardening cock to play against the softness of her frightened belly as an unreasonable and uncontrollable tremor rippled over the pinioned blonde.
Something ... something absolutely impossible was happening inside! She was actually experiencing anticipatory sensations of excitement that joined those of shame and humiliation at his vile assault on her helpless body, and although she was desperately resisting him, her mouth was giving way to the rape of his tongue and she sensed herself going limp against him as he forced her back over to the sofa, his big hands now covering her full up-thrust titties, sending further unbelievably lewd tremors spiraling through her.
"Oh ... oh ... no ... no ... stop!" The helpless girl groaned as her older boss lifted his head from her lips to grin down at her.
"Getting to you now, Chantal?" Evans whispered, his hands roving over her exploringly as he forced her down onto the sofa.
NO! It was impossible! Her body wouldn't ... couldn't betray her again as it had that afternoon! But incredibly enough, it was. She was coming alive with impossible overpowering sensations! His hands and tongue and his body too had kindled a rapidly spreading spark of desire almost immediately. My, God, she had to get hold of herself! Tony's large hands were now on the satiny naked flesh of her smoothly tapered leg, moving upward to the soft warmth of her inner thigh ... and mon dieu! she wanted it there!
Tony stared down at where the young French girl lay stretched out beneath him on the sofa while his hands smoothed up her silken trembling thigh. They moved higher with each stroke until he let them brush to the very peak of her delightful pussy where his finger prompted jolts of pleasure-racked desire to shoot through her as they pressed gently against her nylon panties to make obscene simulated contact with the fleece-covered lips of her moist little cunt. God, he loved this woman, and if force was the only way to bring her to her senses, then he "would have to rape her!
Chantal groaned and jerked in wanton rhythm with his insistent touch against her tingling pussy, her brain fighting desperately to seize control from her roused physical senses. Mon dieu, what had come over her? Somehow, she had to end this horrible teasing!
"Now you are going to see what a real man can do for you darling," Tony whispered erotically.
Chantal moaned unconsciously, and then gasped aloud as his finger began to trace the moistly vulnerable line of her exposed cunt. Her hands caught at his powerful shoulders, their lacquered nails gouging into the muscular flesh through his clothing. A quick moment of shamed repulsion swept through her with an instantaneous recollection of her depraved emotional response even as the perverse spasms of unwanted desire raced through her betraying pussy. Slowly the masterful older man parted the wisps of soft sparse pubic hair and wormed his middle finger exploringly up between her warm cuntal lips. He sank it deeper and deeper up into her moistly excited pussy-furrow, sending shocks of insane delight soaring through her.
"Oh' ... ooohhh ... no ... nooooooo..." she whimpered brokenly in mounting passion. "Please. ... don't ... Monsieur ... Tony!"
The aroused young woman tossed her head and whined throatily in her lurid struggle between emotional torment and inexplicable craving, a stimulating shock playing along the smooth exposed flesh of her legs.
She twitched and squirmed her ass down onto the sofa, her whimpers changing into an incessant series of helpless groans as his fingers taunted the sensitive slit between her quivering thighs, gently thrusting and probing into it, parting her silken pubic hair to make sudden electrifying contact with the moist throbbing centre of the undesired passion that had swept over her. Lewd depravity saturated her whole being, and she chewed at her lips to hold back the moan of sheer delight mounting ecstatically in her sensuously heaving titties.
She couldn't, she just couldn't let Tony Evans do this to her, as though she were nothing but a plaything! And yet nothing she could do or say to herself could hide the fact that, against her will, she was being aroused to indescribable heights of lust. She tried to speak but her words stuck in her throat, the sensual shock of his thick fingers teasing around her hotly quivering clitoris causing her to writhe her ass-cheeks around on the sofa in a vain effort to escape the frenzied spasms coursing over her vibrant cunt.
"Oh ... oh," she moaned helplessly while he continued his avid clitoral teasing, closing her eyes as he raised her up, unconsciously assisting him. Then she felt the cool rush of air against her throbbing titties as her distended pink nipples leaped into taut quivering erection atop her cream-white mounds. His sharp intake of breath was audible as his big hand clutched them hotly, kneading and rolling the nipples erotically between his fingers until finally his mouth encompassed one, his tongue flicking and worrying first one tiny nipple and then the other. At last his tongue trailed down through the deep narrow vale separating her shimmering tits to lave over her tensing stomach muscles as it slithered down her, dipping momentarily into her navel, taunting it while his hands continued to caress and stroke her aching tits, moving down her naked body, slithering downward, until his face was even with her cunt, mere inches above them. It was then the repugnant shock of what he obviously intended to do caused the French girl to recoil in utter horror.
"Wh-what are you. . . ? My God! No! Oh no ... no, please! You can't ... not that! Stop, you can't!" Chantal half screamed as he placed his palm against the inner sides of her quaking thighs, pressing them apart to offer an unhindered view to his lust-inflamed eyes. She moaned aloud, raising her head to stare down between her firmly up-thrust tits and see him, mouth open, tongue out, poised between her widespread legs. "Oh ... oh no, please, I beg you ... don't do that to me ... not that!"
Wedged strategically between her soft white thighs, their warm inner flesh pressing tantalizingly against him, Tony Evans gazed greedily at the tight pink slit fringed enticingly with its flaxen hair, eyeing the tiny glistening pearls of moisture that dampened the little tongue-like pink petals peeking out at him from the moist vertical mouth.
God, how long had he waited to see her nakedly spread cunt.
The handsome older man felt his cock give a crazed jump in his pants and he knew that what was to come would undoubtedly excite him as much as it would the beautiful woman beneath him ... he only hoped he would have the will power to carry through his scheme as planned, to keep himself under absolute control.
Chantal lay seemingly rooted to the sofa beneath him, eyes pleading, humiliation nearly complete, watching petrified as with deliberate slow, decisive movements, he placed his thumbs delicately on the sensitive flesh lips of her sparkling cunt, spreading her soft pubic curls as the velvety flanges parted wetly, flowering the moistly coral flesh open to his intense gaze.
In utter degradation, the young blonde felt the hot wisps of his rapid breathing taunting her sensitive cuntal furrow and she moaned in shame, her head still upright, her eyes almost refusing to acknowledge the lewd scene they were beholding ... then her own breath nearly choked her as she watched his face lower abruptly to her naked cuntal slit, and she felt the full length of his luridly probing tongue slip wetly up into her shocked quivering cunt!
Chantal's naked body recoiled through reflex, jerking convulsively as a loud whimper burst from her lungs while her tensed ass-cheeks ground vainly downward into the sofa in her useless effort to evade the perverted outrage he was committing upon her defenselessly expanded pussy. Her belly lurched and churned in spasmodic confusion and she moaned feebly while his tongue slithered in and out of her hopelessly debauched cunt with warped, animal-like determination.
"Oooooooohhhhh . . oooohhhh ... stop ... don't ... please ... oohhhhh!" She groaned incessantly in her debased degradation, her head beginning to flail from side to side as she held it raised in shameful humiliated horror, gaping in disbelief at his obscene licking down between her widespread thighs. It wasn't happening! It couldn't be!
She tried to reason it away, but his tongue reassured her of the reality of her debasement as it raced in a velvety torrent up into her unwanting, rapidly dilating cunt.
"Ooohhh ... mon dieu ... mon dieu ... stop! My God ... you can't do this to me! Please ... please ... stop it!" she hissed between tightly clenched teeth while at the same time unwanted tiny spasms of lewd titillation were coming alive within her whole being from his depraved tonguing of her moistly palpitating pussy.
Evans' lips probed and explored until he found the erectly pulsating button of her sensitive clitoris. He heard her gasping moan of agonized pleasure as he sucked the tiny pulsating nub between his teeth, and, clutching it tightly, laved his tongue over and around it in a series of rapidly increasing circles until eventually he opened his lust-hungry mouth wider and sent his tongue downward, back through the velvety moistened slit to the hotly throbbing opening of her nakedly spread pussy.
Ghantal realized she could hardly control herself any longer, that the erotic sensations had reached beyond her physical or mental powers of counteraction. She had become overwhelmingly enraptured with his vile, lust-filled tonguing of her defenseless cunt! Her own brain had become a turmoil and her feeble power to fight had so diminished that it was hardly even a memory, and she suddenly found herself flailing her head wantonly from side to side as the older man orally fucked her, lashing and plunging his hot tongue up into her receptive and desperately clasping cunt while she listened as if from another world to her own mewling, whimpering sounds.
Suddenly, he was raising her legs high, slipping his arms beneath her trembling thighs, pressing them relentlessly up until they dropped over his broad shoulders. Maneuvering his hand and wrist skillfully beneath the quivering mounds of her luscious ass-cheeks, he pulled them up toward his mouth with a conqueror's authority.
Chantal's helpless involuntary pleasure filled the room as Evans burrowed his hot tongue deeper and deeper up into the simmering fluid depths between her spasming thighs. She tossed about jerkily beneath him, and he watched her hands fight a losing battle with one another until suddenly they were clenching at his hair in desperation, struggling lewdly to press him farther and farther into her now insatiably demanding pussy.
The wanton French girl's whimpers became moans, then outright cries of rapture as he continued to plunge his tongue deep into the searing inner recesses of her delighted cunt. What little control she had managed to exercise had disappeared. Now her nakedly writhing ass-cheeks were jerking and convulsing of their own accord beneath his thrusting tongue that was shooting erotic jolts of obscene sensation through her unfulfilled body.
Chantal felt the older man's tongue flick from her wet pussy downward toward the secret, puckered little hole of her anus!
She wanted to scream but instead she moaned in erotic bliss at the sudden wet obscene contact of his pleasure-giving tongue with her forbidden nether opening. She closed her eyes and licked at her lips in sensual excitement.
"Oh ... ooohhh ... oooohhhhh." she chanted ecstatically. "Mon dieu ... you ... ooohhh ... no..." she moaned even as she rolled her undulating hips in helpless abandon and tried to screw her tormented cunt farther back up onto his stiffly probing tongue.
"Oh ... ooohhhh ... mon dieu," she coughed, dropping her head back and letting it flail from side to side, her sense of humiliation and debasement still active and strong within her even as her gyrating ass-cheeks jerked and writhed at the delicious sensations racing wildly through her whole being. "Oooohhh..." she gasped further, again raising her head to gape down at his lustfully distorted face hotly licking her nakedly spread cunt.
"Please ... oh please stop ... stop ... don't..." she begged, the horrifying realization dawning on her that the words tumbling from her lips were false, because she did not want him to stop. He licked on at her openly proffered loins while her body trembled and spasmed uncontrollably beneath the overpowering assault at the raw nerve ends of her pulsating cunt.
Clenched teeth and determination could no longer do anything to hold back the wanton throes of sensual bliss that had seized complete domination over the young French girl. There was no fight left in her ... he was bringing her intense rapture, the-likes of which she had never before dreamed of! Her voluptuously writhing body had secretly cried out too long for fulfillment, he had known it, and now she did as well!
"Ooooooohhhh ... ohhhhh! Y-yes ... yes! Do it ... do it! Lick my cunt! Suck it ... please ... do things to my pussy ... ooohhhhh!" she moaned lewdly, her shamelessly aroused flesh quivering and twitching beneath his persistently licking tongue. Chantal raised her thrusting hips to him, her squirming loins submitting in complete servitude, and her hands clutched at his hair as she cried out from the very depths of her soul, all else but the bliss of the moment finally obliterated from her mind as she tried to pull his face in tighter to the throbbing, nakedly widespread hole of her cunt.
Tony raised his head quickly from her burning pussy and smiled at her knowingly. "Do you see now, Chantal? Do you see what a real lover can do for you ... what a man can do?"
"Oui ... please ... suck me ... make me cum ... I'm almost there ... please!"
Tony laughed victoriously and fastened his mouth once more around her pulsating cuntal lips, his cock now so painfully hard in his pants he felt like he would burst at any moment. But he couldn't, this was as far as he could go this first time without completely alienating this lovely blonde woman he loved. Later, there would be other times!
Suddenly, Tony felt Chantal tensing beneath him and he knew that it was time! With a moan of intense rapture, the straining blonde thrust her fiery loins up hard against his sweating face and arched her back high up off the sofa in unbearable ecstasy!
"Ooooohhh ... Gooooodddd ... it's heeeere I'm cumming ... God in heaven ... I'm cummmmmmmmiiiiiinnnggggg ... aaaaggghhhhh..."
Her thrashing legs wrapped themselves tightly around Tony's bobbing head as a mind-shattering burst of sensation swept over her wildly excited body.
Her hands wound in his hair and pulled his mouth up tight against her wildly thrashing cunt, almost drowning him in the sudden flow of wet juices that gushed from her cuntal cavity out around his lips and chin. Chantal rolled her eyes deliriously toward the ceiling, her hands wrapped in Tony's hair, her mind a total blank except for the unbelievable sensations of bliss. She felt wave after wave flow through her, convulsing her aching loins mercilessly, making her whole body shudder as though it were being shaken from the end of a string. And then she was still, drained, overpowered by the incredible violence of her orgasm.
Chantal was scarcely aware of Tony's movement as he stood up and straightened his clothes. His pants were pushed out of shape by the huge protruding bulge below his waist and he twisted himself so that his aching erection would lie down, and then he gazed longingly down at Chantal's nakedly prostrate form, feeling his heart leap as he did so. The way she lay there, her limp body completely satiated, her thighs covered by the drying juices of her own fantastic orgasm, was enough to start his aroused cock pounding angrily again and he knew he would have to remove himself from the incredible temptation of the young French girl's voluptuous body or go crazy!
* * *
It was late the next morning, Saturday, and the blonde-haired French girl had wakened only a few minutes earlier. She stood naked in the small utility porch, her wrinkled, semen-stained robe heaped in a corner to be washed. Walking towards her room to dress, she caught sight of herself in the hall mirror. Looking at her lovely curvaceous body, she realized with a start that it looked exactly the same as it had the morning before, there were no marks to show that she had discarded her innocence, had become a wanton seducer of young boys and a plaything to be used by a cruelly sadistic boss. Staring at her tautly full titties, she remembered how Danny's touch had made them inflate and come alive, the nipples straining eagerly as though they had wanted to break loose from her body. Yes, the inexperienced boy had given her entire body a new life, she admitted to herself, a strange new life that was empty without a slender hard cock to fill her tortured cunt and soothe the fiery passions that had suddenly taken control over her being. And the fact that she had so easily succumbed to Tony Evans the night before was evidence enough of her easily exploited weakness.
Chantal clenched her eyes tightly shut and bit hard on her full lower lip in an effort to block the obscenely exciting thoughts from her brain. She had never felt so alone or so helpless in her entire life! She was caught in a terrible maze of guilt, with nowhere to go, no one to turn to for help in dealing with either the innocent boy or Tony Evans. She felt tears of self-pity welling in her eyes, but blinked them back, knowing that somehow she would have to pull herself together, somehow decide what she would have to do about Danny and Tony Evans and her own lewd passions.
Chantal almost felt as though another person, someone viciously evil and immoral, had been in control of her body and mind, making her do and feel things that were absolutely foreign to her nature. She wondered what warped part of her own mind could have driven her to seduce that sweet young boy, and worse, to encourage him to continue as he gradually abandoned his virginity to satisfy the depraved desires of her obscene lust ... and what twisted perversion had forced her to submit to the older man's lewdly exciting oral manipulation of her throbbing pussy?
She had to tell Danny that what had happened between them could never happen again, and she would have to explain why in terms his innocent young mind could understand! As for Tony Evans, she would have to be more forceful ... above all, she couldn't let him think he'd won her over, even if his point about older lovers had been proved. Neither task would be pleasant, but she couldn't expect anything else after the way she had behaved.
Chantal decided to put on her bikini and go out in the back yard for it was a beautiful Saturday and a few hours of sun would do her good. She would have to decide how to approach it, later that day, as he certainly would. Even now, she felt a tingle of anticipation cross over her as she thought about him coming up to the door, his innocent face smiling happily, his freshly naive cock eager and willing...
CHAPTER 4
As young Danny Sommers walked quickly up the street towards Miss Dubois's house, his young imagination was running wild with the tantalizing replay of the time he'd had with the wanton French lady. He'd barely been able to get to sleep the night before thinking about her hot pussy, and he'd finally had to jerk himself off to relieve himself about four times that night.
Now, walking up the street with excited determination, the eager fourteen year old felt like a man of the world.
Yesterday, he'd become a man, and his French pussy-hole was the most beautiful woman in the whole of Texas!
Danny hoped he wasn't going to arrive at Mademoiselle Dubois' too early, but secretly he was hoping he might be able to fix her up a little bit of breakfast if she hadn't got up yet, and then bring it to her in bed!
Danny's youthful imagination soared at all the erotic possibilities inherent in that scheme, and he felt his dormant cock give an agreeable little jerk in his faded cut-offs.
* * *
Chantal felt at home in Danny's powerful young arms, even better than she remembered from the day before, and for a moment she didn't object when she felt his hand slipping under the back of her bikini top, his fingers gently massaging the raised ridges of her spine.
Without warning, Danny gently nudged her forehead out of the smooth hollow of his neck and locked his lips on top of hers, his probing young tongue driving hard up into the warm wet cavern of her mouth, and the lovely older woman's body began to respond involuntarily, her upper torso writhing against his as her hands began to hungrily explore his strong body as well. His fingers were at the clasp of her bathing suit and she suddenly felt the top half of her tiny suit slipping away from her body to fall in a sodden heap on the sand below. At that moment, Chantal unhappily remembered the resolution she had made to stop this unnatural affair. . .
"Danny, listen ... wait, please," she mumbled brokenly, trying to tear her lips away from his hotly searching mouth. Mustering all her moral strength, she pulled away from his passionate grip and fell back against the white sand beneath her, her naked titties joggling slightly from the force of her impact. She reached hurriedly for the discarded bathing suit top, then dropped the soaking garment back in the sand as she realized it was now too gritty to wear again. Fighting for breath, she gasped, "Danny we can't do this anymore ... do you understand? I've been thinking about it and it's just not right. We..."
"Oh, Mademoiselle, I have to! I just have to!" the boy interrupted, a note of anguished determination in his voice that Chantal had never heard before.
Surprised, she looked searchingly up into his face and saw raw animal lust gleaming hotly from his eyes, the passion she had ignited yesterday afternoon grown bolder and more confident overnight. "Please, I want to touch your pussy and kiss you ... we can talk about it later. Right now, let's get naked!"
"Danny! How dare you!" Chantal snapped sharply as the impassioned youngster started tugging at the tiny panties that made up the bottom of her bikini bathing suit. But his hands continued to pull anxiously at the damply clinging fabric and she angrily slapped at his wrists. "Stop it! Do you hear me? I'm much older than you! And I demand to be treated with respect, Danny Sommers!"
Her cold fierceness startled him and his slim young hands dropped away from her body as he stared aghast at the beautiful blonde. The inexperienced boy was frightened and confused by her sudden aloofness, and his disbelieving hurt showed in his eyes. There was a long uneasy silence as they exchanged wary glances, then the boy spoke again.
"I'm awfully sorry, Mademoiselle. I didn't mean to do anything wrong. I thought ... " .
The sad repentant tone of his voice made Chantal immediately sorry that she had been so abrupt in refusing the sweet youngster's excited caress. After all, he was not to blame for the present situation! It was her own shameless desire!
Chantal remembered how innocent and thoughtful he had been yesterday afternoon and wondered how she could have been so cruel to the obviously sensitive boy.
"Oh, Danny, how could I be mad at you?" she finally sighed, reaching out gently to stroke his cheek. "It's just that we can't do that sort of thing anymore. If you'll hand me my towel, I'll explain why. It's very complicated, but I know you'll understand ... you're a very bright boy."
"Okay, if you think so," he said slowly, heartbreaking disappointment showing on his face. "But, please, before you get all covered up again, could I just touch you one more time." He gazed pleadingly into her eyes. "I'll never ask you again if you don't want me to, but you're so beautiful and I want to remember it forever!"
Though there were many reasons to refuse him, Chantal didn't have the heart to deny the handsome youngster his heartfelt request. At last, she nodded wordlessly and gathered up all her moral strength for the temptation she knew was about to come.
Danny's eyes sparkled with boyish longing as he moved slightly back on the grass to wistfully study the perfect contours of her ripe, almost naked body. His gaze traveled slowly over her gleaming, sun-tanned flesh, banded by the cream-white of her full naked titties drinking in all the exciting beauty of the older woman's maturely rounded curves.
With a deep sigh, he leaned closer to her, reaching forward with the very tips of his fingers to explore the yielding softness of her velvety skin.
Chantal longed to comfort the boy, to tell him that she had only been teasing and that they could go right back inside and repeat what had happened yesterday afternoon. His face looked so unhappy and disappointed as his fingers stroked worshipfully down over the fragile column of her gleaming throat, gently tracing over the slight rise of her collar bone, that she gradually relaxed under his touch, knowing she had done the right thing by allowing him this one last touch of her voluptuous, half-naked body.
Leaning back on her elbows in the grass, Chantal closed her eyes and smiled contentedly at the softness of his touch as his hands moved downward, pausing only momentarily to cup the quivering mounds of her naked tits before wandering down to the firm plane of her exposed belly. She felt the relaxing sensation change to a tingling warmth down between her close-pressed thighs as his fingernails slid lightly over the bottom of her bikini, pressing softly against the slightly raised mound of her pubic area.
Clenching her eyes tightly shut, the blonde French woman vowed again to keep her emotions under control, for the boy's sake as well as her own ... then suddenly, as his slightly calloused palms rubbed lightly over the tender smoothness of her inner thighs, Chantal gasped as the feeling grew to a demanding throb in her cunt, and she had to fight to keep from moaning from the sheer pleasure of his touch!
"Please ... " his soft voice interrupted her thoughts. "Could you let me see your ... pussy. You're the only woman in my whole life and it's so beautiful!...
Not opening her eyes, she slowly nodded her assent, then clenched her teeth tightly together as she felt his strong young hands pulling relentlessly at the bathing suit bottom that clung tenaciously to her flaring hips. The fabric gave way inch by inch and Chantal reluctantly lifted her ass-cheeks from the sand to free the back of the bikini pants.
At last, the tiny garment was pulled free of her legs and she resignedly lay back on the grass to wait until the boy was finished with her. Her hands clenched nervously at her sides as she fought to control the desire that was already raging in her cunt, then suddenly she felt the warmth of his hands slipping down over the nakedly trembling tautness of her lower belly.
Just one more minute, another minute, and it will be all over, she anxiously reminded herself as she fought to suppress the excitement mounting within her like a volcano ready to explode!
Chantal felt his hands move down to her tensed thighs again, forcing them apart, and she did not resist, knowing this was the last of her ordeal. To her relief, his fingers suddenly lifted from her tingling flesh and she realized with a start that he had only wanted to look at the most secret part of her, to see again the gleaming pink flesh that yesterday afternoon had clamped so tightly around his youthful cock...
Chantal waited for a moment before daring to open her eyes to face him again. She knew that her barely controlled lust would show in her expression as soon as she looked at him and she did not want to tempt either of them any further. It was the most difficult thing she had ever done to refuse this youngster's beautiful boyish body, but she had vowed to do it and she would keep her vow, no matter how hard it might be.
Danny's tongue nervously circled his lips as he stared hungrily at the exciting female body lying on the sand before him. He knew they were completely alone here in her backyard, and he felt his temples pulsing madly with the force of his passionate need for her. His mind was filled with memories from yesterday as he stared at the up-thrust softness of her billowing titties beading slightly with perspiration under the heat of the
Texas sun. Danny ached to take her titties into his fingers again, to pinch her erect nipples before his impassioned eyes. Danny's nostrils were full of the female scent of her, causing the now familiar cravings to spread throughout his body until his hardening cock grew and ached in his cut-offs with unbearable intensity, and suddenly, everything had disappeared from his thoughts except the agonizing demands of his cock and the erotic feelings pulsing in his desperate balls, driving him boldly toward the irresistible temptation of Chantal's lushly displayed body.
Then, with a tiny moan of surrender, Danny suddenly reached down to put his hands under her naked ass-cheeks, cupping and massaging the firmly pliant flesh that was driving him mad with desire. Chantal's body quivered and her eyes flew open in shocked surprise, but neither she nor the inflamed boy had the strength to resist the sensual desires that were coursing through both their impassioned bodies.
"I ... I don't think we should do this, Danny," she murmured weakly as his head dipped down to draw one of her tenderly throbbing nipples into the hot moist shelter of his waiting mouth.
At that moment, nothing seemed very important to Chantal compared to the fiery need that was blazing deep in her cunt, and her head fell limply back onto the grass as she felt his fingers dancing over the tingling nakedness of her smoothly exposed thighs. The older woman's breathing deepened as his hand slid brazenly between her opened legs to tease at the swelling lips of her moistly pouting pussy and she involuntarily reached out to struggle momentarily with the zipper of his jeans frantically searching for his erectly aroused young cock.
"Oh, Cheri, that's so wonderful," Chantal breathed softly as she felt his finger sliding up into the hot wet opening of her burning cunt, dipping between the warmly clasping walls until she wriggled her hips down to get more of the beautiful sensation.
Probing through his pants, her hand felt his nakedly erect cock and she gasped in surprised delight as she realized that it was hard and ready to satisfy her hungry pussy!
Chantal gripped the burgeoning boy-cock tightly as a deeply pulsating glow of warmth began to spread throughout her churning cunt and flood the area around her sensitively tautened clitoris.
"Let's go inside. Someone might come by and see us."
"I wouldn't worry about that, dear. I'm certain that no one would mind the sight of you like this," a deep masculine voice said from somewhere behind them. "We certainly don't, do we, boys?"
Chantal and Danny stiffened with horror, and the color drained from the beautiful blonde's face as she recognized the voice.
Reluctantly, she tore her eyes away from the hard young cock she had pulled from the front of Danny's jeans and turned her head to look over her shoulder.
Tony Evans stood only a few yards behind them and with him, two handsome young boys whom she recognized as his two young sons from his first marriage.
"Tony, I don't know what ... " Chantal began haltingly, but her explanation was cut off by a breezy wave of Evans' hand as he turned to the two boys behind him.
"I'm sure you remember Mademoiselle Dubois, my secretary," he said calmly as though the fact that she was lying completely naked on her lawn was nothing very unusual. "She's a very charming woman ... I've asked her to marry me, but she obviously has other plans."
Then turning back to the blushing woman on the lawn, he grinned broadly. "Chantal, you remember my sons, Rusty and Mike. I knew you'd want to meet them," and Chantal felt her humiliation turn abruptly to rage ... how many times was this man going to make her feel like a fool before he would leave her alone?
"Leave me alone, Monsieur Evans," she hissed. "My life is none of your business!"
"Now, Cheri, don't be a bitch," the older man chuckled. "I'm sure Danny wouldn't mind sharing you this afternoon." Evans looked questioningly at the young neighbor boy frozen on the grass beside the lovely French girl, but the boy was so stunned by the strange turn of events that he could do nothing but stare blankly back at the older man.
"Great!" Evans smiled, then turned back to his sons. "All right, you two. I told you we were going to have some fun today. Chantal just loves little boys!"
"Wh-what are you doing?" the lewdly naked woman gasped fearfully. She stared in horror at the two tall slender teenagers as they both started excitedly peeling off their clothes. Chantal watched speechless. "Tony, stop them! Mon dieu! You can't do this to me!"
Ignoring her outburst, Evans turned to the pale boy who still sat on the grass beside Chantal. "Danny, did you think it was sick to fuck Mademoiselle Dubois?" he coolly inquired. "I'd imagine it would be rather pleasant."
"Oh, yes, Mr. Evans," the boy happily agreed. "Jeez, it was the best thing ever!" Then, his enthusiasm faded a little as he glanced over to the older woman next to him. "But, maybe she doesn't want to do it with everybody ... I mean, she doesn't seem to want to fuck everybody..." he faltered.
"Don't worry," Rusty spoke up for the first time. "Dad says that all chicks like it once they get started at it ... he says you just have to get your cock in them and they go crazy!"
"Great, Rusty," Evans said proudly. In an aside to Chantal, he added, "Rusty's fifteen and I've been teaching the boys the facts of life for several years now. Mike's two years younger, but I'm certain you'll do a good job since this is his very first time."
Chantal could do nothing but stare dazedly around her, futilely trying to cover her lushly swelling curves with her hands as she attempted to grasp what was happening to her. It was all too much for her to understand ... Tony's conversation ... as he pulled apart everything she had ever believed in, the casual nonchalance of his two young sons with him and worst of all, the admiring look that had shone in Danny's eyes as he listened to Rusty's advice about sex ... was she going crazy! Mon dieu!
"Tony, you can't make me do this," she announced shakily. "If I simply get up and leave, you certainly can't force me to stay here!"
"Oh, I might, dear," the handsome older man amiably advised her. "You see, it's just as Rusty told Danny. The worst part is just getting it in ... after that I'm certain you'll love it!"
"Oh, merde!" she exclaimed angrily, rising to her feet hurriedly. "I-I'll lock you out of the house, all of you, before you ever touch me again!"
With that, she started to run across the yard, the naked mounds of her cream-white titties and ass-cheeks quivering sensuously as she moved, but before she could travel even twenty feet, Tony's two sons, now naked as well, blocked her way.
Tony Evans smiled knowingly as he watched the beautiful blonde's determination waver as Rusty's sensitive fingers traveled softly over her exposed flesh, pinching and teasing at all the most sensitive areas of her body until Chantal gradually became limp in Mike's grip.
Evans heard Chantal murmur a few more feeble words of protest before he gestured to the boys to bring her back to where Danny was still sitting on the grass.
The surprised boy had started to intervene when he'd seen the other two boys grab Mademoiselle, but a firm hand on his shoulder had stopped him. He looked up into the reassuring eyes of the older man and knew immediately that he must know what he was doing, even if Mademoiselle Dubois seemed reluctant at first. The fourteen year old didn't feel quite right about sharing her like Mr. Evans had said, but maybe he was just being selfish, after all.
Chantal felt like she was in a dream as she felt Rusty and Mike gently but firmly guiding her down onto the soft grass. She knew now it would do no good to run, and worse yet, she wasn't sure she wanted to escape the cruel fate that the experienced older man had planned for her!
Chantal could not seem to tear her eyes away from the sight of the stiffly rigid shafts of boyish cock jutting out from the loins of Tony's two young sons, and she dully wondered if they would feel as good as Danny's hard young cock!
Ashamed at her own weakness, Chantal forced herself to gaze down at the grass upon which she was now sitting. This had to be a joke, she tried to reassure herself. Tony Evans must simply want to punish her for teasing him all the time. He and the boys would probably tease her for a few moments longer, then leave. Surely they wouldn't actually rape her!
"Have you ever eaten pussy, Danny?" Chantal dimly heard the older man asking the boy beside her.
"No ... I didn't know how," the boy hesitantly admitted. "But I was going to try it today ... and maybe get her to suck my cock, too ... gee that would be great!"
Evans nodded. "Right now, we'll see if Rusty really has learned his stuff well enough to give you other boys a free lesson..."
"Yeah, Danny, he can show us, 'cause I've never done it either," Mike chimed in excitedly, his slim-featured young face lighting up in a smile of lewd delight. "This is going to taste good!"
CHAPTER 5
Chantal Dubois was in a state of shock as she saw the slender boy kneel down in front of her, a self-confident smile on his handsome face.
Had her sweet and innocent Danny really said those nasty things she had just heard? It seemed impossible that the boys she knew could ever have thought such perversion ... and now they were going to make her part of a "sex lesson," like a whore on Avenue Foch!
It was too humiliating to believe and for a moment, Chantal considered trying to run away once more before she realized they would only catch her again. The helpless French girl wondered if it would do her any good to try to reason with her boss, then decided it would only make her situation worse. She remembered his sadistic seduction yesterday night, and the great glee the older man seemed to derive from her embarrassment. No, arguing would only make matters worse, and she wanted to end this ordeal as soon as she could!
"Jeez, just "think, Mademoiselle might really suck my cock!" she heard Danny enthuse as he rose to his feet to stand beside Mike, callously deserting her to the older man's obscene desires. "I was jerking off in bed just thinking about pussy!"
"O.K., but first we've got to get her hot," Evans gently reminded the excited boy.
As Chantal listened to the conversation taking place around her, she tried to speak but couldn't ... her words knotted in her throat and she could barely catch her breath! A numbing sense of helplessness had overtaken her as she listened to the vile foulness spewing from the lips of the four excited males standing above her.
As a last resort, the trapped blonde gazed into the excitedly leering face of the boy crouching at her feet, her eyes pleading for mercy, but Rusty was too busy pulling her legs apart, arranging her limbs so that all of them could see the tender, hair-framed lips of her defenseless cunt, to pay any attention to her misery.
With a tiny groan of despair, the lovely French blonde fell back on the grass. There was nothing she could do now to save herself, no way to escape! She was physically outnumbered by the boys and their cruel mentor, trapped as well be her own guilt about first seducing young Danny ... she lay passive as she felt Rusty's fingers begin to move more and more demandingly over the rounded smoothness of her quaking thighs and the heaving mounds of her titties, twisting and kneading the vulnerable flesh as the others watched with hot excitement.
"Okay, Rusty, that's enough playing around," Tony Evans announced. "Let's show these two boys how to get a cunt really hot!"
Chantal trembled with dread as the boy grasped her wide-splayed thighs and pulled her hips closer to him. She moaned softly in a daze of horror and humiliation as her naked body slid unresistingly toward the boy, her legs collapsing outward in obscene angles on either side of his slim naked body.
Above her, Chantal could see the other two eager boys staring hungrily down at her, their wide eyes feasting on the sight of her voluptuous contours curving out at the hips and shoulders from her tiny narrow waist, her tits jutting proudly into the sunlight.
Suddenly, Chantal had an urge to look back at them in defiance, but it was pointless now she knew. These boys were all under Tony Evans sadistic control, all too young and inexperienced to understand the terrible crime they were committing on her defenseless naked body ... if only she had never succumbed to Danny's virginal cock, she thought wearily, if only she could have learned to put aside her silly pride and accept Tony Evans' lewd propositions while she still had her dignity ... it might have been difficult at first, but anything would have been better than the humiliation she was experiencing now! Anything!
Chantal closed her eyes in misery as she felt Rusty's hand dancing lightly over the sensitive flesh of her exposed inner thighs, and a slightly uncontrollable tremor of excitement rippled through her at the boy's gentle touch. But Chantal angrily vowed to herself that, this time, she would not surrender to the erotic sensations the boys might produce in her naked body!
Around her, she could hear Tony Evans and the two other boys whispering excitedly and she wondered dully how long it would be before they were finished with her body. Crouched between Chantal's naked, obscenely widespread thighs, young Rusty gazed down at the lush mature beauty of the older woman's body lying limply before him in defenseless offering. His handsome face glowed with pride that his Dad had chosen him to show the other boys one of the best parts of sex, and he motioned the others closer so that they could watch every movement.
Neither Mike nor Danny had ever seen anything like this before and Mike wanted to do everything exactly right, just as he had seen his experienced father do it before. Rusty's young balls were already tingling with almost uncontrollable desire, but he knew that they would all get to fuck the beautiful French lady before the day was through. The first thing he wanted to do was make her beg to be fucked, just like that other chick had done when his father first taught him to eat pussy.
Grinning at the two other boys eagerly crowding ever closer to the nakedly spread older woman, Rusty placed his palms flat against the inside of Chantal's thighs, his thumbs resting on the fleshy pink flanges of her defenseless pussy.
The frightened blonde could see the boy hunched on all fours down between her legs, staring at her anxious face between her proudly upstanding tits. The obscenely moistened split of her naked pussy was presented up to his grinning face helplessly, and she lay frozen on the grass, her humiliation complete as she watched his tongue slowly circle his lips in nervous preparation for the forbidden ravishment of her juicy, naked pussy.
Chantal's body had begun to tremble violently, and her thought went back to when Sig had tried to kiss her cunt and she had pushed him away, tearfully protesting that it was wrong and dirty to do such a thing. But now, since Tony Evans' seduction of her the day before, she knew how it felt to have the softness of a man's lips and tongue caressing her most sensitive area. It was wrong, she knew, and yet, she had already sunk so far into the depths of degradation that she could not quite suppress the little thrill of excitement at the knowledge that a handsome boy was poised between her wide-open cunt ready to lick it to a wildly writhing cum.
His thumbs placed firmly over the soft, curling lips of her waiting cunt, Rusty began a slow torturing outward movement of his hands, drawing the fleshy pink flanges steadily apart until the moist, pink slit below was exposed to the excited gazes of the other boys who stood watching.
They stared greedily at it for a moment until with a low, obscene groan of delight, Rusty dropped his head and buried the full length of his tongue up into the warm throbbing confines of Chantal's openly presented pussy!
Chantal jerked, a breathless moan escaping from deep in her throat, as shocks of exquisite pleasure rippled crazily through her cunt. She ground her naked ass-cheeks down into the grass, instinctively trying to escape the maddening assault of her obscenely skewered cunt.
"Mon dieu! Ooooooooh, ooooooooh!" she breathed despairingly before the boy's sudden attack.
Her head lifted off the lawn and she stared in undisguised horror at the sight of the youngster's curling head wedged between her lewdly parted thighs, all her old fears suddenly came rushing back into her mind and Chantal knew that if she succumbed to the tiny wisps of forbidden pleasure already curling up through the depths of her belly she would never be able to face herself again, ever!
"Tony, please ... please, make him stop it!" she whimpered up to her still dressed boss who stood alone. But the handsome older man only shook his head, knowing her reluctance was only a false mask that was being relentlessly torn from her by the irresistible persuasion of his young son's lewdly sucking lips.
Oh, no ... oh, no ... oh, no, she screamed over and over again to herself as her head fell back onto the grass ... she couldn't let herself surrender to the delightful tongue that was spearing mercilessly in and out between the involuntarily clasping walls of her trembling cunt! Yet, she could feel the excitement building in her body until it felt like her nerve ends were all exploding into tiny bonfires of forbidden passion.
As Rusty's mouth and tongue worked unceasingly at the widespread tightness of the beautiful older woman's moistening cunt, Rusty gazed up at the Mademoiselle's face through the valley between the quivering mounds of her heaving tits. He saw her elbows begin to press tightly against her sides as the tension within her grew almost unendurable while her firmly rounded titties danced sensuously from the buffeting her lower body was undergoing. Then, with increasing arrogance, the fourteen year old boy reached up over the undulating flatness of her belly and began to knead her up-thrust tits, his fingers rolling the rigidly hardening nipples between them in unrelenting fury. He was waiting, waiting for the first sure sign of surrender that he knew would come from the unwilling older woman at any moment now!
Chantal's hands dug into the grass around her and she fought to stifle the moan she felt building inexorably in her chest. She could feel the boy sucking harder, drawing the soft warm folds of her cunt deep into the working cavern of his mouth as his tongue flicked teasingly over the quivering distended bud of her tiny clitoris.
The French girl's fear was being gradually replaced by a mounting passion that was throbbing more and more insistently through her defenseless pussy, and Chantal suddenly found it hard to remember that she was being forced to participate in a vicious sex party by a sadistic older man and the young boys he controlled.
Suddenly, a low sigh escaped her lips as she felt Rusty's tongue slide teasingly up and down the entire length of her open nakedly spread cunt!
The tension was almost electric and each of the boys smiled in relief as they heard the soft sound of surrender emanating from between the lips of the beautiful older woman lying on the lawn.
Even Tony Evans, standing coolly aloof from the boyish excitement of the three teenagers, had moved a little closer, nodding in satisfaction ... he knew Chantal's resistance had been completely shattered now, that she was too far gone to fight anything they might want to do with her! His mind began to dream up weird erotic pictures of the things they would do together when she finally gave up the last of her ridiculous morals, and for a moment he had thought that perhaps this last lesson he had prepared for the woman he loved might be too much for her, but now he knew he had been right. Obviously the taste he had given
Chantal yesterday of mature sex had not satisfied her desire for little boy-cocks...
Rusty worked hungrily over the hotly pulsating flesh of the girl's surrendering pussy, his tongue thrusting and withdrawing, plunging into her again and again, making a lewd wet sluicing sound with each maddening lunge. Chantal's little cries began to lengthen out to one long continuous moan of pleasure as his hot tongue teased at the tiny knob of her erectly sensitive clitoris.
Rusty's face dug deeper into the warm crevice, and his mouth sucked and teased at it gleefully, pinching it lightly with the sharp tips of his teeth while she writhed and churned her naked ass below him in wanton, shameless passion.
"Ooooooh, oui, oooooh, oui," she moaned deliriously, her body and mind completely lost to the whirlpools of sensation that arose from the delicious sucking of her shameless cunt.
Rusty grinned in triumphant satisfaction as he felt her thigh muscles hollowing and contracting around the sides of his cheeks in an exhibition of wild untamed animal lust that was unlike anything either of the other boys had ever seen before!
Chantal's soft cunt flowered open wider and wider, her moistness increasing with each second his sucking mouth worked at her wide-stretched slit, the fragrant wetness of her passion began to run in narrow trickles down the sides of the boy's sweating cheeks that were pressed tightly against the clenching warmth of her naked thighs, enclosing his face, and down the inside of her tensely working loins, into the splayed crevice of her ass-cheeks.
Rusty could sense that his father's voluptuous secretary was almost ready to cum! The wildly abandoned tempo of her grinding hips told him it was time to drive the warmly throbbing walls of her cunt rippling tightly around his fiery hardness until they both exploded with ecstasy. He wanted her to scream and beg and he wanted to shoot his cum into her until she couldn't take any more! His erect young cock tingled with anticipation as he worked at her writhing pussy with his relentlessly sucking mouth. Then he could stand it no longer. He had to fuck her now!
Rusty pulled his face away from the warm wet folds of her quivering cunt and looked beseechingly up at his father. As Evans nodded a smiling assent to his young son's mute plea, Chantal suddenly realized that the boy's ministrations had stopped, and her eyes opened wide in frustration and shock.
Above her, she saw the naked boy hovering uncertainly over her body and she threw her arms around his neck, trying to pull him down to her ... she had been so close, so agonizingly close to an orgasm! She desperately ground her inflamed ass down into the grass in an attempt to ease the passion that was blazing out of control in her seething cunt. Suddenly forgotten was all her guilt and her humiliation at the cruel trick her boss played on her!
The feeling of young Rusty's mouth and tongue working over her throbbing cunt had filled her with a desire more intense than she would ever have believed possible ... she didn't know why, but it was better than what had happened yesterday with Danny or her boss ... it was better than anything she had felt before in her entire life! Now she only wanted to complete the experience, to achieve the orgasm that would soothe the burning need racking her entire body...
But still the boy leaned over her writhing form as though he were waiting for something.
"S'il vous plait ... hurry," she finally squealed, using all her strength to drag him down on to her tortured body. Above her, the boy smiled triumphantly at her words. He remembered how the same thing had happened with the chick his Dad had sucked in front of him.
"Do it to me!" Chantal cried, not caring what she must sound like. "I need it! Please, do it to me now ... oooohhh!"
"What do you want?" the boy asked, savoring the older woman's complete submission. With a delighted smile at his own cleverness, he demanded, "Fuck or suck, baby?"
The beautiful blonde realized that the young boy was teasing her while she went almost out of her mind with desire! For a moment she hesitated, holding back her words just for spite, but the boy reached down and ran his finger up and down the wet tingling length of her aching cunt.
Shivering at the unbearably beautiful sensation that seared her naked body, Chantel gasped, "Fuck! Fuck me, ooohhh, please!"
Rusty glowed with pride as he saw his father's eyes sparkling with amusement. The boy knew he couldn't hold back much longer, but he couldn't resist one last triumph. "Beg me," he persisted. "Beg me to fuck you, baby."
"Please don't make me!" Chantal moaned, trembling with frustrated revulsion at his humiliating demand.
He shrugged, and, turning his head so she couldn't see, he winked up at the others. "If you don't want it, I'll leave. We'll all go, Mademoiselle.
Chantal felt a momentary sense of relief at his words, but then suddenly understood that they were all going to leave her alone with the passion that had already taken imperious command of her body!
As she lay under the blazing sun, all her scruples and fears faded in the bright heat of her need so that now all she wanted was a cock, a big hard cock to quench the burning desire that had turned her naked body into a loose bundle of raw nerves.
"Don't go!" she gasped, grabbing the arm of the handsome boy who had started to move away from between her legs. "Please-p-please fuck me, Rusty, I'm begging you! Mon dieu ... fuck meeee!"
As the other boys whooped victoriously, Chantal knew her humiliation and degradation were completed. Now that she had said the lewd and obscene words that she had barely dared think before, she doubted she would ever be the same again! For just once in her young life, she had allowed herself to lose control over all the things she knew were right and now she was no better than a whore, a filthy slut off the street who sold her body to children!
"Okay, Rusty," Mike crowed exultantly down to his older brother. "Stuff your cock up her cunt!"
Danny laughed nervously at the other boy's words. Until she had begged, he had still not been certain if he shouldn't help the pretty French lady get away from Mr. Evans and his two sons, but now Danny saw that she really was liking it as much as they had said she would.
At first, he had been a little hurt that she would enjoy another boy that much, but then he started to remember some of the stories some of the other boys at school had told him about lots of people doing it all at once like the Romans. Danny knew for sure that none of the kids in his class had ever been to a real orgy and it made him proud to be the first person he knew ever to have done anything so wildly exciting!
Danny looked admiringly from Rusty to Mike, wishing his life could be as exciting as theirs obviously was, but his envy was short-lived, for he was too interested in what was happening before his naive gaze to pay attention to anything else for long!
Mike's eyes glowed in lewd appreciation. It had been different when his wealthy dad had just been telling him and Rusty what it was like to fuck chicks, then lying in bed at night pretending his hands were the same thing as a chicks soft wet pussy ... now he had a real chick stretched out in front of his eyes, naked so that he could see and do anything he wanted to her! It was all he could stand to think that he was actually going to watch her get fucked by Rusty, then fuck her himself! Mike remembered how excited he had been when his Dad had first told them his plan. At the time, Mike had been a little jealous of Danny, almost the same age as himself, who had got his dad's beautiful secretary without anybody's help, but now the thirteen year old boy was thinking that he couldn't wait for Danny to tell him how he fucked her the first time!
Staring between Chantal's hungrily flailing thighs, young Rusty watched her for a moment, his eyes widening as he realized he had made this fantastic French chick wild with desire ... then he knew that he could wait no longer!
With a low groan of lust, Rusty grabbed her nakedly spread legs behind the knees and shoved them up onto her titties, slithering up her hotly aroused body at the same time. His gleaming, stone-hard cock brushed thrillingly against her wetly matted pubic hair as he planted his hands solidly on either side of Chantal's shoulders, locking her ankles tightly behind his neck. He looked down the length of his body at the sight of her openly hungry pussy, the pink slit visibly throbbing as he forced the wet lips wide apart by the pressure of his thighs pushing tightly outward against hers. Rusty could see the voluptuous French chick straining her hips upward but the weight of his body held her away from the cock she wanted so desperately. Then,, tantalizing himself for just a moment longer, the boy let the jerking head of his poised cock rest between her widespread ass-cheeks, insinuating itself up and down in a maddening tease that caused Chantal to twist wildly in an attempt to catch it, her starving cunt searching feverishly for its hard, young cock-head.
Chantal barely remembered what had happened to her to place her in this compromising position, naked and surrounded by lustily panting boys. The only thing she knew for certain was that the hot pointed tongue had ceased its fiery ministrations to the wetly trembling crevice of her hot pussy, and just as she had been on the verge of a beautiful climax. Now the tender sensitive flesh that had been so gloriously laved by Rusty's lips and tongue a few moments before felt terribly empty, a burning hole in her being that begged to be filled! There was no excuse for her mindless animal hunger at that moment, surrounded as she was by the leering young boys and the man who had so cruelly tricked her, but she did not care about reasons anymore ... it had felt too good and now she was teetering on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm.
"Ooooooooohhhh!" Chantal suddenly moaned in a rapture of relief as she felt Rusty's hands gripping her hips, pulling her pelvis upward so he could slowly slit the rock-hard length of his frantically pulsing cock up into the tight hot walls of her wildly contracting pussy.
Chantal had never acted so shamelessly wanton before in her life! The boy's tongue had ignited the seething lust streak in her and now her helplessly aroused body trembled and shook before the welcome assault on her innermost being. She wantonly thrust her ass-cheeks up toward him as she felt her thighs and ass being swept apart by the hardly throbbing cock suddenly tunneling up into her hungrily clasping pussy. Rusty's swollen balls bounced wildly against the taut moons of her ass as his cock-head reached her cervix, then he jerked his hips back to ram the entire length of his rampantly surging cock up into her belly once more.
"Jeez, will ya look at that!" Mike said wonderingly from above. "She really does love it, doesn't she, Danny ... she really loves boy-cock!"
The fourteen year old was too involved in watching the spectacular exhibition to do anything but nod dumbly ... it was almost as exciting to watch the Mademoiselle fucking as it was to fuck her! He unconsciously began to stroke the slender pulsing cock that still jutted straight out from his fly, as Chantal had left it when she and her young lover were discovered.
Bending over the older blonde's nakedly quivering body, Rusty began to fuck in and out of her with smooth penetrating strokes that sent cries and groans of delight tumbling from her lips.
Standing over her nakedly impaled form on the lawn, the other boys and Tony Evans could hear the wet sucking sounds of the in and out fucking motions as the abandoned blonde bucked back against the fifteen year old, taking his boyish cock as far as it would go up in her moistly heated passage. The impassioned young boy could barely keep himself back and forth along the length of his throbbing pulsing cock, the delicate walls of her secret female muscles hidden inside her cunt nibbling hungrily at the inflamed head of his burgeoning prick.
Looking down between them, the youngster could view how the pink inner lips of her moist pussy pulled reluctantly away each time his shaft withdrew, then hungrily devoured the long gleaming rod again when he thrust his hips back down toward her.
The sight of this lewd phenomenon made him almost cum right then and there, but he tried desperately to follow his father's advice that it was better to wait as long as was humanly possible!
Chantal moaned continuously in incoherent rapture beneath the laboring youth, the warm wet walls of her lubricated cunt clasping tightly around the stiffly fucking cock that rammed madly in and out of the depths of her heaving pussy-hole. With each forceful downward stroke, Rusty made, Chantal strained back up at him, arching her back to take every inch of his fiery swelling cock into her starving cunt ... her movements became steadily more frantic as she started to strain for the sensation peak that was again so very near ... she would be cumming soon!
Then suddenly, as she sensed her body building toward her climax, Chantal felt the cock fucking into her seething cunt begin to throb and inflate. Panic filled her at the idea that the boy might cum before she, too, was ready! She churned her ass-cheeks up against Rusty's loins, trying to absorb every last atom of sensation from his lovely skewering prick before it all ended!
Chantal felt her thighs being pushed wider apart and her ass-cheeks being forced back down into the towel from the strength of Rusty's last fervent thrust as the boy shoved his hotly pistoning cock as deep as it would to up inside her desperate devouring cunt.
Chantal moaned in frustration as she felt the boiling sperm flooding hotly up into her ... it had been too soon! She was almost there!
She strained desperately for it, but the fifteen year old boy's deflating cock was already slipping wetly from her drenched cunt, letting gushes of cool breeze come rushing into mocking contact with the burning opening between her up-thrust, nakedly spread ass-cheeks.
"Jeez; She's really wild, just like you said she'd be," Rusty panted up at his father as he climbed off the shamelessly naked woman with a satisfied grin. "I guess I did a good job, because she really liked it, Dad."
But the confident expression on his face faded as he realized that Chantal's body was still writhing insanely on the lawn, her wriggling ass-cheeks grinding madly downward in an effort to quench the fires that still blazed unabated in her steaming, unquenchable cunt.
"It was good, Rusty," Chantal was vaguely aware of hearing Tony Evans' voice comforting his young son. "Mademoiselle just wants a little more cock ... and we're going to give her a cock she's never going to forget!
"Oh, oui ... oui ... " the beautiful French woman murmured dazedly. "Please fuck me ... quickly!" Chantal had been on the edge of an orgasm for so long now that her cunt felt like a blazing cavern as it twitched like a nerve out of control, and her muscles felt so tense that she was dimly afraid they might tear from the strain if someone didn't help her get release soon!
Suddenly, she gasped and held her breath. The three boys who were standing around her had moved away and standing at her feet was Tony Evans, completely naked, his muscular body gleaming in the brilliant Texas sunlight. Her eyes traveled down his strong body and her cries died in her throat as her startled gaze locked on the gigantically erect cock that reared out from his flat belly. The-huge, fleshy cock seemed so large that she couldn't believe it at first! Then, it jerked before her horrified eyes, and she cringed fearfully back onto the grass ... were they all like this? the incredulous French girl asked herself as she realized it had been a long time since she'd seen a full grown man's cock!
"This is a pretty famous tool, sweetheart. . . " Tony Evans announced coolly. "I think you'll find it can satisfy you where the younger boys can't, my little one."
Hearing her boss' lewdly taunting words, his humiliated secretary jerked her eyes away from the sight of his thickly distended cock and stared around at the faces of the boys who stood watching eagerly. Her body was still hungrily demanding more cock, but her mind was still rational enough to realize what was about to happen to her defenseless pussy. Chantal drew her legs tightly together against the danger of the hugely menacing cock, her terror bubbling uncontrollably out of her lips.
"You can't do this to me," she whispered weakly. "You can't. Mon dieu, you'll kill me ... you must be fou! No woman could take a thing like that, no woman could! Please, leave me alone! Mon dieu" she moaned, closing her eyes to blot out the sight of the leering young faces closing in around her once again to get a better view of the unbelievable ravishment about to take place before them.
Following Tony Evans softly murmured instructions, Mike and Danny, now completely naked too, squatted down and grasped each of Chantal's slender ankles, pulling her legs far apart. The delicate slit nestled in the tantalizing blonde forest of her pubic hair flowered into full view of the young spectators while even exhausted Rusty strained closer to get a better view of the struggling woman's moistly throbbing pussy.
And, unable to restrain himself any longer, young Mike reached up to pinch quickly at the full white mounds of Chantal's titties, digging his fingers hungrily into the soft flesh for a moment, then nervously withdrawing his hand before his father became annoyed, but Tony Evans grinned in amusement at the boys' excitement. Then, quickly he lowered himself between his blonde secretary's widespread thighs. Chantal shook her head back and forth in dazed horror, then her face twisted in anguish as the two boys holding her ankles raised them up over her body until her toes were digging into the lawn above her head. As Evans nodded his approval to the two youngsters, Chantal groaned despairingly ... every muscle in her body felt as though it were being stretched beyond all human endurance! The flat plane of her luscious, soft pussy was offered up to the nakedly kneeling man in defenseless sacrifice!
Evans stared down at the beautiful naked woman he had waited so long to fuck and his eyes gleamed lustfully as his lips slowly bared back over his teeth in undisguised lust. Then, as if to taunt her even more, he wrapped his hands around his immense jerking cock and began to stroke it in greedy preparation for the assault on the vulnerably uptilted cunt before him.
Evans' muscular suntanned body swayed slightly on his knees and the glistening skin on the head of his threatening cock shone menacingly. The excitedly whispering boys assembled around her suddenly became silent as Tony shuffled forward slowly on his knees, his pelvis and bulging cock thrust out before him, the great shaft of rigid cock-flesh bouncing slightly as he moved.
Chantal peered fearfully up through her wide-split thighs, her blue eyes wide with undisguised horror as she watched Evans advancing relentlessly toward the defenseless upturned crevice between her legs. She could not tear her eyes away from the huge, frightening cock that was only a second away from ripping into her quaking cunt in a vicious rape! The mere sight of the monstrous weapon paralyzed her with fear, and, suddenly, without any further warning, the lustfully leering older man jerked his hips back and Chantal found herself lifting her pelvis upward as though she were under some sort of subconscious command, searching with her inflamed pussy for the thick swollen cock that was about to rip her in two. . .
The three awe-stfuck young boys crowded closer and closer as the great bulging head found the narrowly pulsating cuntal opening and hesitated for a moment while her pussy tentatively nibbled at the older man's cock, then, the muscles of Evans' ass tightened as he lifted himself high into the air above the helpless French girl. The blunt-nosed, flaring head slowly poised itself over the wide-stretched opening of Chantal's vaginal orifice and then, with a sharp flick of his hips, he forced in the huge, throbbing head, stretching the soft enclosure almost to bursting!
"Ooo-oohhhhh," Chantal groaned, rolling her head insanely from side to side at the pain of the cruel intrusion by her boss' huge cock.
"Tch, tch, darling," Tony Evans urged. "You'll get used to it in time, my dear."
The handsome man flexed his ass again and the wetly encased head submerged itself another tortuous inch, and the struggling french girl tried desperately to kick free of the punishing impalement, but eager young hands held her ankles tightly against the grass above her head.
"Oh, nooooooo! Tony it's too big;" she pleaded, certain that she was being split wide apart! The pain was agonizing, coursing through her cruelly stretched body as the three watching boys hovered over her, their faces within inches of her straining flesh.
Nearly fainting with the pain of the relentless impalement, she was only vaguely aware of hands reaching out to clutch and squeeze at her titties and fingers traveling over every part of her body.
"Tony, nooooo ... please!" she sobbed, hysterical with fear, tears gushing out from under the fluttering lashes of her unseeing eyes. But the older man stared speculatively down at the sobbing, struggling woman as though trying to decide what he should do, then with a determined nod he suddenly plunged forward with a crushing thrust of his hips that drove his achingly stiffened cock deep into her tightly resisting passage, lewdly pushing great waves of rippling pink flesh aside.
Chantal trembled and shook as her boss' huge cock tore mercilessly into her cunt-hole, searching for her inner organs as it drove deeper and deeper up into the untouched recesses of her belly ... it felt as though it were about to burst through her throat and out of her mouth if it didn't stop soon! But still the huge throbbing cock continued to plow into her, shattering her consciousness with overwhelming waves of depraved sensuality. Her mind seemed to be fading away until there was nothing left in the world but this filling, lust-swollen shaft tunneling ferociously into her narrow inexperienced pussy-hole! And, then, suddenly, it stopped!
Tony Evans' pelvis thudded heavily against her nakedly splayed ass-cheeks and his cum-swollen balls slapped painfully against her parted ass. The unbelievable shaft of hard cock muscle lay embedded to the hilt in Chantal's tortured cunt, filling every part of her insides.
Tony Evans held still above the blonde French girl for a moment until his groaning secretary could adjust to the unaccustomed presence of the full thick cock planted in her cunt. He watched her face as her pain-wracked muscles began a slow relaxation, the tightly gnashed teeth opening slightly in surprise as her inhumanly stretched cuntal passage grew gradually accustomed to the hard invading spear of pulsing cock-flesh. At last, her eyes opened slowly and she stared up at his face, still speechless with shock.
"See what you've been missing, dear?" he asked softly, still not moving over her impaled body. "Isn't it wonderful?"
Chantal could barely believe her ears. After humiliating her thoroughly and then raping her with his big swollen cock, Evans actually expected her to tell him she was enjoying the horrible ordeal!
Chantal stared furiously up at him for a moment, then snapped, "You ... you're no better than Sig! Another cruel sadistic sex maniac! Will you please do whatever you're going to do and let me go ... oooooaaaaiii!"
The helpless blonde cringed and gasped as she felt Tony Evans flex the head of his turgid cock deep in her belly, causing a new series of pains to shoot through her as his swelling organ jerked up another half-inch inside her tortured pussy.
"That's what you get when you're bitchy, darling," he coolly advised her. "You see, unlike your ex-husband, I'm not going to let you run away. You're going to like it, Chantal if we have to hold you captive in your yard till hell freezes over!"
She was just about to retort when she felt him flex again, and then again. At first, Chantal groaned, her teeth re-clenching and her body stiffening with the agony of the pitiless intrusion, but, then, Tony began to grin broadly as her cries of protest gradually grew softer as her throbbing passage miraculously became more and more adjusted to the ensconced thickness.
The older man began a slow gyrating motion with his pelvis, grinding his liberally blood-swollen cock into her defenseless cunt. The three boys, crouched around the lewdly coupled pair on the lawn, stared lustfully at the spectacle of the moistly buried weapon, amazed that the tiny hole they had seen before could have swallowed the whole of the burgeoning male member. Chantal felt a smooth youthful hand start to rub obscenely over the full twin moons of her skewered ass-cheeks, while another boy's fingers pulled curiously at the wide-stretched fleshy lips that clamped so tightly around the broad base of Tony's deeply imbedded cock. Then, it slipped downward under the balls dangling at her tiny puckered anus to flirt teasingly with the sensitive opening like another flicking tongue. She winced and jerked involuntarily as the finger paused and then suddenly popped through the tight surrounding nether ring, worming deep up into the spongy tender flesh inside.
Tiny bursts of protest broke from Chantal's lips at this final indignity, but the finger dug in relentlessly expanding the wrinkled aperture until the palm of the unidentified hand lay flat against her ass-cheeks, the entire finger solidly implanted inside her throbbing rectal tunnel. Futile though she knew her efforts were, Chantal tried to twist free of the obscenely skewering finger. Her cuntal passage felt stretched and torn beyond all possible repair, and now this dual ravishing of her cunt and ass-hole with a young boy's probing wiggling finger buried deep in her rectum made her feel all the more degraded and used.
Chantal tried to stir as she felt the initial pain easing with the stillness of her body, but the lustfully excited boy twisted his finger even more harshly, stretching and expanding her violated anal passage until Chantal thought it would split from the almost unbearable pressure!
The older woman watched in angry helplessness as Danny reached out to cup her naked tit, teasing and pulling at its proud round firmness until it seemed it would burst any minute from the boy's fascinated manipulations. Then kneeling over Chantal's jackknifed trembling form, Tony Evans began a regular sawing motion in and out of his beautiful French secretary's moistly stretched cunt with lengthy plunging strokes!
His nostrils flared as he thrust forward masterfully from the apex of each withdrawal and battered her beleaguered body back down into the grass with every new stroke ... the panting older man slipped his hands down to the rounded curves of her hips, holding them tight as he insinuated the aching thickness of his monstrously engorged cock up into the warm soft sheath of her enclosing cunt. The finger in her anus joined the hotly pistoning cock to form "a rhythmic fucking team that wrung groans of pain and gasps of pleasure in measured mixed cadence from her slackly parted lips: "Oooooooohhhhhh!"
The humiliation and agonizing pain she had felt only a few minutes before was suddenly fading rapidly and, in their place, an odd sensation of tingling excitement was beginning to flow through Chantal's captive body!
The outrageous debasement and subjugation she had experienced that afternoon had begun to build to a strange masochistic enjoyment that was seizing insidious control of her mind and body, making her forget everything but the lovely feeling of being fucked half to death by a big strong man! Her ass-cheeks began to rotate experimentally with her first attempt at movement since the torturous impalement and then, feeling no pain, she allowed herself to follow the rhythm of the tireless cock and finger fucking into her, grinding her hips upward with increasing speed to match the movements of the man above her.
The three boys around her still reached out to pinch and knead at her heaving white flesh, driving Chantal to even greater heights of passionate fervor.
"Oh, Tony ... fuck me ... fuck me, fuck me!" she crooned, squirming her body lustfully to meet the crawling hands and fingers clutching at her tingling flesh.
Her eyes opened and she gazed up into the older man's face in blurred ecstasy. On every side of her she could see a boy crouching on the lawn, each one holding his hard cock, stroking himself in time to the pistoning cock fucking into her pulsating cunt and the unknown finger drubbing ceaselessly into her clenching rectum like another little cock. Chantal was a prisoner, surrounded by lovely hard cocks and she had lost her will to be free ... she was lost, almost unconscious with delight at the merciless assaults on her shameless cunt and virginal anus, helplessly strapped between their slamming battering strokes.
"Mon dieu, don't stop! Don't ever stop! Fuck me, fuck me!" she moaned huskily into the air, rotating her upturned ass-cheeks faster and faster to keep pace with the two pistons of cock and finger pummeling into her loins like a Satanic fucking machine. Chantal's entire being was centered around those two skewering rods and nothing else was important, no shame, no fear, nothing in the world but the pulsating reality of the tantalizing hardness riveting into her hotly steaming furrow.
The young French girl groaned inwardly as Tony Evans continued to sway her lust-driven body back and forth below him, using her captive form as a receptacle into which he would soon pump his boiling cum ... she was no longer able to think or feel, and in a near trance-like state, she no longer even felt human but rather like a great mass of quivering pussy-flesh created just for this moment! But then the very helplessness of her situation flickered through her mind again and the humiliation of being buffeted mercilessly began to excite her even more.
Chantal imagined what she must look like, here in her backyard, being fucked by a naked man and watched by three drooling naked young boys! The strange mental image incited her, and she began to squeeze her abused cunt muscles around the indefatigable phallic pole burrowing into her tortured loins. She was slowly being overcome by the strangest feeling of her life, she wanted Tony and the three boys to use her body, to use it in any lewdly perverted manner they desired! She deserved it for seducing poor young Danny, and now she was getting her proper punishment and strangely loving it!
Chantal wanted to feel Tony's cock exploding as he filled her belly with his sticky hot cum! Drunk on the weird masochistic excitement that was suddenly surging through her veins, her clasping cunt sucked hungrily at the cock hammering into her ... she wanted it to erupt inside her, she wanted to feel the creamy warmth of the boiling sticky juices as they shot viciously into her recklessly abused pussy.
Tony was building toward the end and he began to thrust up into her harder and faster, battering his cock mercilessly against her quivering upturned ass-cheeks. His hands gripped her writhing hips, squeezing the satiny soft flesh into random crazy shapes beneath his clenching fingers. His breath became hoarse and labored and his handsome face transformed into a grotesque mask of lust. He looked down at his lovely blonde secretary's responsively careening body and the sight of the woman he loved being thoroughly fucked by his lurching cock sent even more thrills racing through his body.
"Jeez, look at them!" young Mike cried tremulously from his position beside the lewdly fucking couple. His hand was tightly wrapped around his own rock-hard cock and he stroked it madly up and down as he stared excitedly at the orgiastic spectacle before him.
Staring with excitement from his vantage point on the other side of the lewdly writhing couple, Danny nodded dumbly. He too was rubbing his hand up and down the hard length of his throbbingly erect penis and he secretly wished that he and the beautiful blonde had finished what she'd started before the others had shown up ... and even Mike had withdrawn his finger from the French chick's anus to pump excitedly on his own throbbing young cock.
Chantal had never felt so utterly used and debauched in her entire life and yet every moment seemed to bring her close to a mind-blowing cum.
Chantal sucked in her breath and wriggled her ass wildly as her peak approached, there was nothing else in the world now but pleasing Tony and the three boys as well as her beautiful body could and wallowing obscenely in her own pleasure at the same time.
With the rising tide of her own wild climax, she felt Tony's mercilessly ramming cock fucking into her seething cunt begin to jerk and expand. She felt her thighs and naked ass-cheeks being swept apart as he drove powerfully into her, shoving his forceful instrument as far as it could go up into her pussy to spew his white-hot charge into her wildly constricting cunt. The blonde humped back on it violently as she felt the thick milky fluid flooding hotly up into her dilated cuntal channel, filling it until she thought she would burst, then dribbling back out between the hair-covered lips of her cunt, jammed up against the older man's loins. His bloated balls slapped maddeningly against her anus, causing her to jerk spasmodically as he hurried his pistoning shaft in her wildly sucking orifice to the very hilt.
Chantal skewered her ass-cheeks up tight against her boss' exploding cock and, with a moan from between clenched teeth, she felt her own body explode in a great burst of showering stars, racking her entire being with an agonizing ecstasy that sent her brain whirling to a new dimension.
Never before in her young life had she been the beneficiary of such sheer overwhelming bliss! The climactic pinnacle of her desire seemed to last forever, and as she was swept by wave after wave of unbearable violent spasms, she wondered how she could have existed for so long without the tremendously fulfilling experience which she was undergoing at this very moment!
And then, suddenly, her strength was exhausted and she slipped down on the grass as Tony's spent cock slipped lifelessly out of her drenched cunt, gushes of cool air rushing in to refresh the abandoned opening between her wide-splayed thighs.
"What about me?" Chantal suddenly heard a youthful voice demand. Opening her eyes with a deliberate effort, she looked up to see Mike standing over her, pouting as he held his erect young cock in his hand. "I've been waiting a long time. Don't I get some pussy, too?"
Tony wearily lifted his head up from where he lay on the grass beside this beautiful French secretary. "Can you wait a bit, Mike," he asked dryly. "She's probably exhausted."
But Chantal smiled and pulled the slender youngster close to her. His innocence and self-consciousness delighted her and the inexperienced youth jumped coltishly when she touched his body. Seeking to reassure him, she murmured, "Don't worry, Mike, I will take care of you, cheri."
The lovely blonde woman rose slowly to her knees and smiled affectionately at the boy above her. Then, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around his small boyish cock and put it in her mouth. A few strokes of her tongue made it jerk and pulse excitedly and she knew the aroused youngster would not be able to hold back for long.
Then, she felt another body crawling near, shoving at her shoulder. Chantal groped at the body beside her, and, finding Danny's hard cock, began to stroke it with her hand as she swirled her tongue around Mike's eager shaft of turgid cock-flesh.
Gently and rhythmically, she sucked at the youngest boy's erect young cock, holding its base tenderly with one hand while her other hand slipped up and down Danny's lunging prick.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, the lovely French girl knew she would have to think about what had happened this day, make some kind of decision about how Tony and the three boys had forced her to submit to their lust ... but right now she was filled with a new kind of warm contentment that precluded all reason or logic.
Chantal gazed affectionately at Tony's handsome face as he dozed peacefully on the ground. Had he really done anything wrong? The boys had all enjoyed it, and she...!
With an irritated shrug at the disturbing thoughts that were beginning to filter through the glowing satisfaction that had saturated her entire being, Chantal turned her attention back to the two young cocks which were already beginning to jerk wildly with lustful excitement.
CHAPTER 6
Two days later, beautiful Chantal Dubois quit her job and found herself sitting pensively on her front porch. Those four days had been ones of hopeless conflict for the beautiful French girl, of internal struggle in which, finally, her pride had apparently won out.
The day had been gray and somber, much like Chantal's own mood when she had finally decided she could no longer enjoy her life if it was to be lived under the constant threat of repetition of what had happened that fateful afternoon in her backyard.
The young blonde realized that she had created an insoluble situation for herself the first time she had succumbed to the naive innocence of young Danny Sommers, and not the least among her reasons for going back to Paris was the fear that, placed in the same circumstances, she would probably respond the same way again.
Chantal had been torn for many days, and still was, between the desires which had been newly awakened, and the latent repressive fears that still lingered from the days of her first marriage. Of course, she had been aroused by Tony Evans and the three boys, ecstatically and shamelessly so, but that wasn't the question, she said to herself as she stared at a family walking down the street. The important thing was she couldn't let them think that they had won, that all they had to do was beckon and she would be compelled to submit to their every whim ... mon dieu ... she would never do that!
And yet, even as she tried to convince herself that all she was saying was true, Chantal knew she desperately wanted to stay here in Houston. She knew she was reacting like a spoiled child who has been tricked into revealing a secret and then wants to go home because she's been found out. If the truth were known, she sighed to herself as she fidgeted nervously on the porch swing, her indignant reaction was the result of Tony Evans and the three teenage boys avoidance of her for so many days as much as anything else she could think of.
Chantal had expected at least a phone call from her ex-boss with an apology, but none had ever come. Danny had also not shown up for his little odd-jobs as she'd expected, and the lovely French girl realized that was probably the older man's doing. It was as though the four of them were waiting for her to come running to them on her hands and knees, begging them to take her!
Well she'd done that once, and she wasn't going to do it again, ever!
Chantal suddenly became aware of a young boy across the street from her, who was staring at her intently. As soon as she looked at him, the youngster turned away in embarrassment. Chantal smiled at the handsome muscular youth and giggled as he looked up again to catch her looking at him, fidgeted nervously, gazed at her again, and then shyly smiled.
The boy's innocence gave Chantal a warm glow inside, and simultaneously she felt an empty gnawing as she remembered how lonely and empty the last four days had been wishing that she had the young boy's cock deep in her cunt, mouth and anus to brighten her boring hours. And Tony
Evans' understanding and intelligent conversation to occupy her mind ... non, that wasn't exactly true, she quickly thought. If she wanted to be honest, she knew she would have to face the fact that Tony's presence offered her more than mere conversation. Although it hurt to admit it, Chantal realized that if circumstances had been different, if she had not spent so many years of fear and bitterness after her brief marriage to a brutal husband, she might well have found Tony Evans to be the perfect man, the one she had been waiting for all her life!
He was intelligent, handsome, sophisticated, exciting, wise ... he was an ideal match for any woman who appreciated him! But the beautiful French girl knew that she had been too involved in her own silly, selfish problems ever to notice anyone but herself, and, now, with the wisdom of hindsight, she could almost forgive Tony Evans for the way in which the older man had tried to shock her out of her selfish preoccupation with her precious dignity and virtue by fucking her into a wildly screaming cum.
The memory of that day in her backyard was still a sore spot in her mind, not to mention the soreness of her well-used young cunt, and, as she sat in her shady front porch, Chantal wondered if she would ever be able to view rationally that unexpected afternoon of shameless lust and understand what effect it had really had upon her life. Just the thought of Tony Evans' trickery and brutal domination of her helpless young pussy for his own pleasure and that of the three young boy's made Chantal quiver with angry rage. But the lovely French girl was honestly not certain if her anger was due to the fact that she had been used like a common whore in a house in Montmarte, or that her self-respect had been shattered by the knowledge that she had enjoyed the shameless rape of her helpless young cunt so wantonly.
Sighing quietly, the confused blonde rose to her feet and smoothed her light yellow cotton dress over her voluptuous hips. She had said nothing to Tony Evans about her departure and she supposed that it would be very rude to leave without stopping by his home in Bel-Air to say goodbye. Her flight wasn't until late in that evening, anyway. Chantal was certain that whatever tenderness they had shared was surely lost, and yet she could not leave Houston without saying adieu ... after all, they had been good friends ... and Monsieur Tony ... had been a very generous boss in spite of his obscene advances...
Chantal drove out of her driveway into the sunlight, appearing much more calm and self-assured than she felt about the idea of seeing Tony
Evans one last time. It was only a few miles to where her ex-boss lived in his luxurious home with his two teenage sons, and within fifteen minutes Chantal was standing uncertainly outside the large wooden door.
At the last minute, Chantal was besieged with doubts and, for a moment, she considered turning around and going back home to spend her last afternoon in the United States, sunbathing. Still, she knew that she would have to face Tony Evans again, sooner or later ... and she might just as well see him today, so that they could both rest assured that the relationship was, in fact, finished.
With a deliberate effort, Chantal forced her misgivings to the back of her mind and pressed lightly on the button beside Tony Evans' door. Inside, a bell chimed melodically and she waited nervously as footsteps sounded on the other side of the door.
"Hello, Chantal. What are you doing here, dear?"
The smile fell from her face as the beautiful blonde heard the coolness in his voice. He stood inside the open doorway and stared disinterestedly out at her as she waited there in the entrance hall. Somehow, without actually realizing it, Chantal assumed that the older man would have forgiven her, as he always did, and now his unfriendly attitude filled her with a strange guilt.
"M-may I come in?" she asked tentatively.
"Yes, I guess you may," he replied hesitantly. "Wait here for a moment."
Evans turned back inside the room, closing the door behind him.
Chantal stared at the door that had been shut in her face and felt the burning pangs of jealousy for the first time in her life! Why would he have asked her to wait outside if he hadn't already found another woman, and probably one who was much more like himself ... painful images of Tony Evans with another woman flashed through the blonde girl's mind.
She couldn't imagine him apologizing to the unknown woman, explaining that an old flame had come by inconveniently and asking her to wait a moment or two while he got rid of her. It was humiliating beyond words, and, worse, it hurt her so deeply!
Chantal suddenly realized that she really did care about her handsome ex-boss. She remembered his consideration and kindness all the months she had worked for him, his good-natured patience when she had postponed, again and again, answering his offer of her hand! How could she have been so thoughtless and cruel, the beautiful French girl now wondered sadly ... no wonder he had been so reluctant to invite her into his home when he had answered the door! Whether he had another woman or not, he was probably justifiably afraid of getting his feelings hurt another time ... mon dieu, she thought anxiously, what if he has another woman? What if he really was finished with her forever? She didn't think she could stand it!
"OK, Chantal, you may come in now. Forgive me for being so rude, but the place was a disaster area."
The young blonde quickly blinked back the tears that had suddenly filled her eyes and walked through the door that he held open. Chantal could not bring herself to look at him, knowing that this was certainly the last time they would ever be together.
With her eyes glued to the floor, she seated herself on the sofa he had motioned her to. Evans sat down on a black leather chair across the living room and waited silently for her words.
"Tony ... I just wanted to say..." Chantal slowly began, her voice hesitant and soft. "I'm very sorry for being so horrible and..."
"This is not necessary," he coldly broke into her heartfelt apology. "It was an unfortunate mistake, that's all. We'll both get over it. I, too, apologize for trying to force you to enjoy what you obviously have no taste for. Many women actually prefer young cock."
Chantal still had not lifted her head, but when she heard the shielded resentment in Tony Evans' tone, she suddenly realized that he felt she had not enjoyed his huge cock fucking in and out of her cunt. Remembering the wildly devastating climax she had experienced under his hotly ramming cock, she felt a warm flush rising in her face and she searched for the words to tell him exactly how she felt.
"It ... it was just that you forced me," she whispered in her French accent. "I ... had to get mad ... but ... I really ... liked it, Tony ... I really liked your cock."
"That's very admirable of you, Chantal. I do appreciate the fact that you really liked my cock." The sarcasm in his voice was unmistakable to the young French girl.
"Oh, Tony, I wish there were some way I could show you," she said unhappily. "I'm so terribly sorry and now it's too late. What can I ever do to make up for the trouble I've caused you?"
"I see. So you're really repentant ... how about proving it to me."
Chantal's head shot up and she was so delighted and relieved that she might be given a chance she did not even notice the old familiar gleam in the older man's eye. All she could see was the disapproving set to his lips and she mentally promised herself that she would make him trust and like her again, no matter what!
"Oui, oh oui! Anything!" she cried eagerly.
"Even if I am a full-grown man?" he prodded. "What would you do about your liking for little boys if we did ever consider marrying. ... not that there's much chance, of course, my dear."
The voluptuous blonde tried not to think of the excitingly youthful bodies of Danny and of Tony's two sons as she answered: "I-I don't care about that ... It doesn't matter, anymore, Tony..."
"We'll see," he said ominously. "Get naked. I want to see if you're worth all the problems you've caused me since I hired you."
Chantal stiffened in her seat, and shot him a glance that showed she thought his joke was in very bad taste, but the amused gleam that had been in the older man's eyes had disappeared and he returned her glance with a look that froze her.
The young woman realized with a start that he was serious, dead serious, and that there was only one way to prove her sincerity to him. Clenching her teeth tightly together, she rose to her feet and slowly kicked off her platform shoes.
"That's nice," Tony chuckled, no longer able to suppress his amusement at her distress. "I really can't believe you've changed so much in a few short days, dear Mademoiselle Dubois."
Chantal closed her eyes in embarrassment as she untied her scarf and unzipped her cotton dress, wriggling slightly as she lifted it off her body. Then came her bra, and she heard Tony whistle slightly in obscene admiration as the fully rounded spheres of her tits emerged. It was all she could do to continue the lewd striptease, but she forced herself to remember the older man's kindness, the way she had always enjoyed his company, the unbearable hurt she had experienced when she had thought he was with another woman.
Mustering all her courage, she turned her back to him then bending over slowly, drew her brief see-through panties reluctantly down over her curved hips and lushly molded ass-cheeks, finally discarding them with her other clothes at her feet.
Chantal was completely naked now. She had never felt so exposed in her life, and again a burning wave of shame crept through her in spite of her vow to appease Tony no matter what!
"Come over here, dear," Evans instructed, his voice softening as he got his first good look at the beautiful blonde girl who held him at arm's length for so long. He watched delightedly as her tits swayed as she bent forward, then, realizing what she was doing, he said sharply, "No, come over here like that."
Startled, Chantal pulled her hand away from her exposed cunt. She walked to where Tony was sitting and stood hesitantly in front of him. The handsome man reached out and his hands played over the full length of her firm shapely legs.
"Yes, I knew you would look lovely naked," he said in almost a whisper, his eyes roaming greedily over her naked flesh. "I like my women completely stripped."
Chantal cringed at his words, but did not resist as he pushed her down to her knees on the floor by the edge of the chair. Even though he was being more impersonal and heartless than she had ever known him, she instinctively felt that he was being slowly impressed by her docile acceptance of his every harsh order. The tiny hope was enough to make her swallow her self-loathing at what she was doing. She had never seen him like this before, and she knew that his cruelty stemmed only from the fact that she had hurt him so deeply.
"Okay," he said smilingly. "This is where you show me you mean what you say. Take my cock out and suck it for awhile and then I'll give you a little surprise, dear."
Evans straightened his legs and spread them apart so she could crawl between them, sliding down the edge of the chair at the same time so that his ass hung slightly over. Chantal closed her eyes in mortification as she realized that she would have to do voluntarily the lewd act that he was commanding!
Tony was waiting impatiently, so the naked blonde reached forward hurriedly to do his bidding, fumbling with the zipper on his pants to release the already erect cock that throbbed beneath. Chantal had difficulty unzipping his fly, but after she pulled at it for another moment, the tab pulled downward and his fleshy straining cock-shaft burst into the air through the opening. Then, smiling lecherously, Tony grabbed her hand and wrapped it around the thick cudgel of his insistently pulsing cock, skinning it back so that the bulbous, red-fleshed head popped out from the thick foreskin a scant few inches from her wide blue eyes.
Chantal could see down the full length of the rigid instrument and realized that it was much heavier and thicker than the slender teenage cocks she had taken briefly into her mouth in her backyard. She hesitated for a moment, instinctively repulsed by the idea of her mouth being used as a receptacle of lust by a man and of the lewd sperm he was going to pump down her throat!
Wishing for more time to prepare herself, Chantal opened her mouth and breathed softly against the slightly jerking tip, allowing her hot breath to flow over the cool glans with a maddening slowness. But the teasing sensation only made him groan with lust and he reached down with his hands and tangled them in her hair, thrusting his aroused loins upward with the strength of a bull. Chantal resisted for a moment, doubts running wildly through her mind, but it was far too late!
The spongy thick cock-head rammed inside, crushing through the barriers of her soft moist lips, between the sharpness of her teeth and into the warm cavern of her gaping mouth ... she could feel the thick cock-pole sliding rapidly over the full length of her tongue until it was almost embedded deep up in her throat. She gasped for breath to keep from choking as Evans' hips began slowly undulating, his thickly impaling cock sliding in and out of her mouth, guided by his hands gripped tightly in her long blonde hair.
Evans leaned forward to watch the puffing of her cheeks as he thrust his steel-hard cock up between her lewdly ovaled lips. His expression became a mask of lust as he viciously rammed into her helplessly trapped face. Then, he dropped one hand from her golden hair and began to run his fingers over the voluptuous smoothness of her nakedly kneeling ass, and allowing the hand to rove beneath to the fully rounded tits that pointed to the floor.
After tweaking and twisting the small buds of the French girl's nipples into rigid hardness, he then ran his fingers back up over the side of her body and the curves of her waist and hips. His fingers kneaded her flesh hungrily as he watched his hard swollen cock sawing up into Chantal's obscenely stretched lips. Though he had more than achieved the small punishment he had planned for his beautiful secretary, it was an exciting picture watching the kneeling woman's face being held fast with his hand wound tightly into her golden hair and his rampaging cock forcing its way in and out between her red straining lips as she groaned in submission on the floor beneath him.
Chantal felt excitement rising in her cunt as her head bobbed up and down on the huge, thick cock protruding before her. She could feel her vengeful ex-boss's fingers crawling over her defenseless nakedness as she gazed at the small tufts of dark pubic hair curling out around the base of his punishing member where it left Tony's open fly. She began sucking to please the handsome older man, running her tongue wetly around and around the fat knobby head and flicking the tip teasingly into the tiny open slit of the moistening gland. She felt her own moistening little pussy between her naked thighs begin to swell and throb in anticipation as the rigidly distended organ pulsed insistently in her mouth as though it had a life of its own! She knew it would erupt at any moment into her mouth and throat in a hot delicious stream ... that was the moment she was waiting for! Chantal wanted to taste Tony's sperm, to swallow every drop of it to prove her love, her cunt throbbed hotly with passion at the very obscenity!
Suddenly, she felt Tony drawing back away from her, gently pulling his unbelievably swollen cock from between her lips. Moaning her protestations, Chantal tried to grasp at the head to draw him back inside her straining ovaled mouth like a starving child, but his hand relentlessly pushed her head away until the hotly pulsing pole pulled completely free of her lips with a loud ... obscene slurping sound.
"Oh, Tony, let me do it," she pleaded breathlessly up at the man seated above her on the chair. "I want to ... please let me suck you till you cum, and let me swallow all of it!"
"No dear, we have better things to do!" He smiled down at her, a new tenderness in his voice as a result of her unusual willingness to please him.
Rising from the chair he began to tear at his clothing and Chantal watched excitedly as his strong fit body became exposed to her passionate gaze. She could never pretend that the sight of his body excited her like the slim boyish figures she had seen in the past few days, and yet if she closed her eyes, she could almost imagine that Tony was young and eager like the boys! Certainly he was as enthusiastic as they were, and she hoped that some day she would become used to his smoothly experienced way of fucking so she wouldn't miss the charming awkwardness of the eager boys.
Suddenly, Tony slipped down on the floor beside her and his arms clenched her to him, his lips clamping tightly over hers. She felt his teeth pressing against hers, and she opened her lips to let his tongue ram deep up into her mouth. She sucked gently on his wetly probing tongue, her eyes clenching shut as she moved her answering loins hungrily against his hip.
Then, without warning, he pulled her down to the plush carpet and they lay pressed together tightly, his achingly pulsating cock trapped in the lust-drenched crevice between her inner thighs as they kissed with increasing passion. Chantal trembled with excitement and felt that she was wildly free!
"What do you want me to do, Chantal?" Evans murmured huskily. "Tell me darling!"
Mon dieu, I want you to fuck me!" she groaned. "I want you to fill me with your big hard cock and fuck me until I die! Now, Tony, fuck me now, oooohhhh! Hurry!"
"Well, then, get on it," he rasped, tearing himself out of her impassioned grip and lying back on the soft rust-colored carpet. His lean muscular body arched upward and his rock-hard shaft speared obscenely into the air.
Chantal gaped longingly at the sight, watching as he spread his thighs open, offering a view of his heavy, hair-covered balls hanging proudly between them, and she didn't need any further foreplay!
Kneeling with her knees nakedly splayed widely on either side of Tony Evans' rib cage, she immediately felt the older man's finger smoothing up her sensitive inner thighs to her throbbingly tight pussy lips, spreading the fleshy, hair-framed flanges open to expose the moist inner pinkness to his lusting stare!
While Chantal groaned with desire, his fingertips began to work furiously over her tiny erectly pink clitoris, bringing it to a more and more pronounced erect state until, with a throaty moan, Chantal leaned forward on her knees and grabbed his heavy cock, trying desperately to stuff his hugely swollen cock up into the widespread narrowness of her hungrily awaiting cunt-hole.
"Mon dieu, it won't go in, it's too big!" she wailed as she squirmed her cunt frantically over the blunt knob of the hugely erect cock. Her heavy tits swayed and quivered as she vainly tried to jam the thick knobby tip into the desire-engorged lips of her eager cunt, but then Tony reached up and wrapped his big hands tightly around her waist, watching as she aimed the shaft's shiny cock-head directly under the opening of her pleading pussy. When he saw that the position was right, Tony rammed her body down over his obscenely thickened cock.
For a second, the natural resistance of the rubbery bloated head pressing with brutal force against the small elastic opening of her tender cunt brought a protesting moan from deep in the lovely blonde's throat, but then it suddenly slipped past the tightness of the outer lips and wedged into the sensitively yielding moistness beyond.
With a low, joyful sound, Chantal began to sink down on his burgeoning hardness, and Tony drove his hips upward to slide the impatient shaft up into her like a never-ending greased piston slipping up into her cunt-hole.
She flattened her knees out so that they pressed against his slim hips. Chantal slid lower and lower on the thick cock, moaning with rapture all the way down. Then she lifted herself up on her knees so that the heavy shaft, moistly gleaming from her secretions, came sparkling into view. Then, with an animalistic moan, she drove her hips back down again, ramming the whole of his cock up inside her until it crashed bluntly against her cervix! The beautiful blonde secretary began to jerk rhythmically up and down, sliding back and forth over the upward-impaling pole with increasing speed until she felt as though she were almost ready to have an orgasm by just her own obscene writhing.
"Calm down, baby," he grinned lewdly up at her as she squirmed insanely over his cock. "We're going to give you that surprise any moment now."
Chantal was barely aware that Tony had said anything until she felt another person's fingers parting her naked ass-cheeks, and probing at the sensitive hairless opening of her tiny puckered anus. Startled, she twisted her head to look behind her and saw that Tony's two sons were behind her!
Rusty was kneeling between his father's legs as he worked with obscene concentration over the inviting cleft of her ass-cheeks, and Mike standing nearby, his handsome young face almost twitching with uncontrollable lust. Chantal's mind dulled with passion, and she vaguely tried to imagine what they were doing, but all she could remember was the afternoon in her backyard and the strange delight of the small wiggling finger in her virginal anus while she was being fucked in the cunt. She mewled happily as she felt a finger probe around her tiny tight rectum, and then, suddenly, stiffened in horror as she began to understand what Tony and his two young sons were going to do!
Mon dieu ... tell me what you're doing!" she demanded in alarm as she felt Rusty's slender hands opening her ass-cheeks, drawing them ever farther apart. She hadn't listened to what Tony had just said to her, but she tried to wriggle away from his older son when she suddenly felt the young boy's fingers pressing at the ring of her exposed anus. She tensed her ass together, but the pressure of the boy's thumbs inserted in the moist crevice was too great ... the twin moons were stretched cruelly apart from each other until she could feel cool air rushing in to lave the warm slit between the tremulous mounds. "Oooooohhh! No! You nasty boy! That's perverted!"
Tony grinned up at her, taking obvious satisfaction from her distress. Then, grabbing her hips, he suddenly began to move her body up and down on his towering cock until she was almost delirious with rapture at the sensations of uninhibited ecstasy created by the merciless member pistoning in and out of her tingling cunt.
"You see," he panted, "once Rusty gets that little hole stretched out a little more, we'll fuck you together and you'll love it, baby, you'll go crazy!"
Chantal gave a tiny gasp of protest, tears coming to her eyes at the terrible realization of what they were planning to do to her! That boy was going to fuck her in her tiny virginal anus! She would never live through this, she could never face anyone again after this ultimate degradation and subjugation! The day in her yard had been tame compared to this! What had ever made her think she could convince Tony to be kind to her again ... he was acting worse than ever before. He was a devil, a horrible monster ... he was perverted!
EPILOGUE
The helpless young woman tried again to cringe her naked ass-cheeks away from the young boy, but it was a useless attempt as Tony continued his obscene fucking up her cunt. His older son continued to probe for a minute on the outer edges of her brown elastic circle and then suddenly he shoved forward, sinking his finger into her rectal tightness with a jerk up to the first knuckle!
Chantal jumped from the unexpected sensation, but kept silent, she would not give these men the satisfaction of hearing her beg for mercy! Never would she do that!
Drooling excitedly, young Rusty Evans moved his finger around in little circles in her tiny ass-hole as the older woman's voluptuous body propelled up and down on his father's bucking cock. Gradually the uncomfortable sensation in her anus lessened and Chantal became more aware of the obscene feeling of Tony's massively filling cock driving in and out of her wide-stretched cunt. She relaxed a little and began to move her hips voluntarily to meet each powerful thrust of the lewdly pistoning cock thundering up into her cunt, grazing the sensitive cervix and titillating her more than she would ever have believed possible.
For a breathless moment, the intrusion in her tiny rectum actually felt good, intensifying all her sensations just the way it had that afternoon out in her backyard, but then suddenly, she felt the extra pressure of another finger ramming unexpectedly alongside the first! This time, it did hurt and she jerked away from Tony in a frantic effort to escape the painful obscene intrusion.
Chantal's heart sank as she felt Tony's powerful arms pushing her back toward his son behind her. They really meant to do this awful thing to her! What had seemed like little more than a cruel play designed to frighten and humiliate her was suddenly blossoming into terrifying reality!
Chantal tried again to wrench her ass away, but it was useless, for even little Mike had moved forward to hold her in place with excitedly trembling hands as Rusty wormed his fingers in and out of her anus, turning and twisting them in the narrow hole in preparation for his eagerly throbbing young cock. The pain began to lessen to the point where the wanton blonde came to almost enjoy the sensation from the unnatural intrusion ... then, without warning, the two fingers were suddenly jerked from her rectum...
They seemed to slip out reluctantly, the elastic ring of her anus clinging to them until they came free with a lewd hissing sound. Then the boy moved closer, pushing Chantal's smooth thighs wider with his knees as he moved in behind her. Remembering his instructions from his father, Rusty leaned forward and dropped his head to her ass-cheeks to lick wetly at the crevice between the quivering mounds, moistening the tiny brown hole with his tongue and sending strange delicious shivers coursing over the beautiful French girl's body. Tony had stopped his distracting pumping and Chantal knew he too was breathlessly anticipating his son's next move.
Tony's hands around her waist clamped more tightly again and suddenly, Chantal felt herself being lifted high, her defenseless pussy rising free of the obscene impalement of his stiffly glistening cock.
Behind her, Rusty grasped harshly at her soft hips, holding them steady before him as he drew his own erect young cock down to the moist naked slit of her drenched cunt, running it up and down the full length until it was completely moistened with her passionate wetness. Then, gripping his lengthy pulsing shaft tightly, he guided it forward until it just touched her slightly stretched anus, making Chantal shudder in fear at the first contact.
Mon dieu, it would never fit! It felt huge against the tiny opening!
She could feel the boy's smooth cock behind her and his hard prick searching and probing in the valley of her nakedly upturned ass-cheeks. Then, she felt a direct pressure against her sensitive rectum, a pressure that was soft and rubbery at first and then grew into a relentless hardness.
"Oh, mon dieu! Please! Aaaaaaaiiiiii!"
Her moan pierced the breathless silence of the house as she suddenly felt the tightly resisting nether ring of her anus giving way before the unyielding pressure of Rusty's insistent young cock, its head popping inside with a jerk.
The pain of the depraved intrusion vibrated through every fibre of her being and Chantal babbled incoherent pleas for mercy, but the boy's cruel prick pressed ever inward, pushing the velvety soft flesh inside her wide-stretched anal passage in great searing waves before it. Chantal groaned with agony as it sank deeper, on and on up into her cringing anus until she felt the softly curling hair of Rusty's pubis graze the defenseless nakedly upturned roundness of her ass. He was buried inside her rectum, impaling her virginal anus to the very hilt! Oh God! Tears of anguished humiliation began to well up in her blue eyes and overflowed onto her cheeks as the boyish cock in her rectum throbbed and jerked with Rusty's mounting excitement.
Then, Tony who had pulled his tautly stretched cock out of her cunt while his son penetrated the helpless blonde's virginal rectum, wrapped his hands around Chantal's tiny waist once again and jerked her down over his waiting palpitating cock. It slithered tightly into the moistly opened cavern of her lubricated cunt and the lovely French girl moaned despairingly as she realized that she was hopelessly impaled on the two punishing cocks!
She could feel the thickness of the one in her anus rubbing tightly against Tony's monstrous cock impaling her from beneath, the father's and son's, separated only by the thin membrane between her tightly stretched cuntal passage and her tiny anus. But, as she squirmed to free herself from the unbelievably depraved lewdness of the two cocks embedded within her cunt and anus, the blonde suddenly realized that the agonizing pain she had suffered a moment before was changing, becoming strangely pleasurable!
She started to move her hips backward to meet the jerking thrusts of young Rusty's wildly fucking cock.
Meanwhile, fifteen year-old Rusty, already excited by the lewd sight he and Mike had witnessed from the hall as his father completely subjugated the gorgeous French lady, began to fuck furiously into the depths of her anus, while his father started thrusting his pelvis upward into her ravished cunt with powerful strokes.
Then, both father and son suddenly pulled their fiery cocks almost out of her quivering body, leaving only the swollen blood-filled heads within the tightly stretched cunt and her ravished sphincter, and at the same moment, they rammed deep up into her cunt and anus, so that Chantal's head shot up in surprise from where it had fallen on Tony's chest and she squealed in amazed delight.
Father and son began to move in unison, buffeting her nakedly excited body between them, and her tiny mewls of pleasure stretched into a single sobbing cry of exquisite ecstasy as they hammered mercilessly into her cunt and ass-hole.
Thirteen year old Mike could no longer stand by and watch the wild scene before him! Jumping up from where he had been crouching behind Rusty, he rushed around to kneel beside his father's shoulder. He gripped his slender boyish cock in his hand and leaned forward until the lustfully oozing head grazed Chantal's moist hungry lips.
The wanton blonde was so hotly excited that she no longer cared what she did. Opening her mouth, she felt the bloated head slide along her tongue, tiny droplets of its lubricating fluid seeping from the hole on the end to fill the warm cavern of her mouth with its pungent male flavor. It was all Chantal needed to make her ecstasy complete!
She bucked and heaved as the three demanding cocks fucked into her body at every opening, her whole body becoming a quaking mass of wanton writhing depravity as she undulated wildly in wanton, shameless ecstasy.
Mewls of passion escaped around the boyish shaft pummeling into her mouth, and young Mike stared down in salacious excitement at the hollowing and bloating of the wanton French lady's cheeks as his slender cock slipped in and out of her clasping lips in time with his father's solid piston hammering upward into her clasping cunt and Rusty's strong young cock racing in and out of the hot rubbery depths of her virginal anus.
"Jeez ... look at her suck my cock!" Chantal heard Mike cry delightedly from somewhere over her head. "Oh, suck it, suck it," he moaned ecstatically, his fleshy shaft already stroking relentlessly in and out of her face as though her ovaled lips were nothing more than a second delicious pussy-hole.
Chantal's eagerly sucking mouth was becoming sticky from the emissions of lubricating fluids that seeped from the end of Mike's boyish cock that was sunk into the warm depths of her mouth. She could see the boy's slim hips straining before her face as though he were in the throes of a spastic attack. The thirteen year old's fingers were wound tightly into her golden-blonde hair, pulling her lewdly-stretched lips back and forth over the entire length of his excitedly fucking cock. The blonde felt her own excitement mounting as the youthful young cock began to throb and expand in her obscenely sucking mouth, ramming forward seemingly down to her tonsils in time with the other two lewdly hammering cocks fucking in and out of her cunt and ass-hole.
Chantal was lost in the overpowering sensation and she wildly rotated her hips and ass-cheeks, joyfully skewering herself on the two thick pricks fucking into her battered cunt. She squeezed with her cuntal muscles and tensed her ass-cheeks to give Tony and his son the same wild thrills they were giving her. At the same time, she sucked insatiably at the younger son's cock in her wetly contorting mouth, happily bobbing her head up and down as he thrust deeper and deeper into her accepting throat. A great almost volcanic sensation was building, building, higher and higher inside her and she felt that something fantastic was about to happen, something bigger than anything she had ever experienced.
"Aaaaaaa ... oooooohhhhhhhhhh!" Chantal suddenly groaned around Mike's cock in her mouth as shattering waves of powerful eruptions surged through her cunt and anus, and branched out through her entire body, making her forget everything in the world but what she was feeling, the glorious sensations that were pounding through her shameless, writhing body.
"Jeez, look at her!" Mike grunted breathlessly as he stared at the French lady's spasmodically trembling body. He let his quaking cock rest momentarily in the mostly warm shelter of her mouth as he watched her body jerk and buck from the cresting climax. Even that day out back she hadn't acted like this, the boy thought as his eyes widened with awed excitement.
"Golly ... it feels ... like she's going to ... do it again!" Rusty gasped breathlessly as he felt the beautiful older woman's ass-hole tighten around his pistoning cock despite how brutally stretched her narrow virginal anus was.
On the floor, Tony could do nothing but nod helplessly as he felt her cuntal muscles clamp around his damply engulfed cock as he sensed another wild climax tear through her obscenely skewered body.
The helpless blonde was out of her mind with desire now and throbbed out an orgasmic peak that seemed to go on and on! Tony was startled by the sudden realization that Chantal was even better suited to him than he had ever imagined! In trying to free her of her prudishness, he had discovered one of those fantastic rare women who just came and came until they passed out from sheer exhaustion! It seemed impossible that the prudish, inhibited young Parisienne could be like that and yet she quivered and groaned, working furiously against the three cocks that had already begun to relentlessly pound into her wetly stretched hole again and again.
Over and over, they all slammed into her, fucking faster until she gasped desperately for air around Mike's tingling cock, her long blonde curls spilling and bouncing over her flushed face as she worked to get the maximum of sensation from their steadily accelerating pace.
Chantal's mind reeled anew as she heard a low animal-like groan from deep in the throat of the sweating and humping young boy filling her rectum with his thick cock. She felt Rusty's punishing cock begin to throb and expand as it pummeled deep up into her tightly stretched ass-hole. She could feel Tony's hot load building up to the bursting point as well, as his up-thrusting cock thickened and flexed in her desperately contracting cunt and she climbed even harder on it to speed his impending orgasm.
Then, suddenly she felt Rusty's white-hot young cum spurting deep against the inside of her ass-hole as she writhed wildly with her own final climax. Tony, as if sensing his young son's orgasm, fucked his cock upward, embedding his wildly cumming cock deep into her devouring pussy, pumping his own sperm far up into the violated inner depths of her shamelessly excited pussy.
The force of their triple orgasm forced her convulsing body to lurch forward, driving young Mike's straining cock into her madly sucking mouth to the hilt. The boyish prick began a sudden jerking motion and started spewing its hot jets of jism deep into her eager throat.
Chantal groaned mindlessly around the slender pulsing rod of flesh as she continued sucking, swallowing the gushing sperm squirting hotly up into the warm moistness of her hungrily devouring mouth. She clasped her lips in a tight elastic ring around the spurting cock, swirling her tongue around and around the lewdly throbbing head ... she wanted to suck it dry and the boy's breathless gasps of pleasure incited her to suck harder and harder.
At last, the thirteen year old stumbled backward, withdrawing the cock in her mouth with a slight plop, a thin lewd string of sticky white sperm following it away.
Rusty's deflating cock slipped limply from her ravaged ass-hole and Chantal felt her body shudder violently as one final flush of pleasure rippled through her body ... then, she fell heavily forward to rest on Tony's heaving chest.
For what seemed forever, their panting filled the now otherwise silent house. Obscene cum fluids oozed from her slowly closing ass-hole, trickling down the softly yielding crevice of her ass-cheeks to mix with Tony's jism overflowing from her still throbbing pussy lips. She rolled off the older man's muscular body, mewling weakly as his deflated cock slithered lifeless from her abused cunt and lay between the sprawled forms of the father and the two young sons, her legs still open as the pink ravaged folds of her pussy glistened with the sticky white liquid. Then, slowly, the beautiful blonde's senses began to return to her and her warm glow of contentment started to fade as she remembered that she had been treated like the lowest whore by Tony and the boys.
With returning bitterness, she wondered if Tony were going to offer her money before he handed her back her clothes and threw her into the street ... or maybe he had further plans to humiliate her that afternoon! After all she had been through in the past few days, Chantal doubted she could stand another attack on her ravaged young body. She was just about to reach for her crumpled yellow dress when Mike lifted his head and began to speak.
"Golly, thanks a lot, Chantal" the boy gasped with a grateful smile. "Rusty and I thought Dad was crazy when he told us about ass-fucking, but it was sure fun, huh?"
"Yes, dear, it was," the beautiful French girl answered uncertainly. She was waiting for the attack of blistering sarcasm she was certain was about to come from Tony's lips as soon as he realized his son had called her by her first name ... even in the passionate atmosphere in the house today, Chantal had sensed the two young boys were growing fond of her, and she knew that Tony would have to put a stop to that ... Certainly he wouldn't want his family associating with anyone like her! She had sunk down as far as she could go that afternoon, and the two boys, and Danny Sommers, were probably the only ones who didn't know it.
"Yeah, what could we ever do to top that?" Rusty asked with a sigh.
Chantal waited for Tony to answer, she was sure he would be able to think of something, and then realized with a start that the older boy had been talking to her. What could she say, she wondered miserably? They obviously did care for her now, now that it was too late. . .
Tony Evans opened his eyes and struggled up on his elbows. He stared around the room at the two other exhausted males, a smile playing over his lips, and then slowly shook his head. "I hate to break this to you, sons," he said dryly. "You're going to have to do without Chantal, I'd like a little time with her all to myself, at least a few days after we're married."
Chantal was dumbstruck by his words. Unable to stop herself, she stared unashamedly at the handsome older man, and saw an infinite amount of tenderness in his expression as he gazed back at her. She opened her mouth to speak several times before she managed to get any words out.
"You mean you really want me as your wife after all that ... " she gasped in amazement. "Mon dieu ... I thought that you would think I was..."
Tony chuckled at her confusion. "Oh, Chantal, don't you know yet when I'm teasing you?" he asked with a grin. "I had to make sure that you really were ready ... you know, as my wife, you'll have certain obligations..."
"Family obligations," Mike piped up excitedly.
The pretty blonde French girl was speechless. She hadn't anticipated this, any of it, and she was not yet certain that she was truly ready for all the things they were talking about ... but then, she hadn't been ready a few days ago for a lot of things!
Suddenly Mike's pounding, only half-satiated young cock could no longer stand him staring at his naked new step-mother-to-be, talking idly! His cock was ballooning just at the sight of the older lady's naked titties and cunt ... and besides, he had to show the rest of them what he was made of! He was the bionic boy, and the time for action was now!
Bending down and slipping his eager young hands under her naked ass-cheeks, his fingers traveled up her voluptuous body and engulfed her luscious mounds of tittie-flesh, tappering his fingers around the cherry-sized nipples, and pinching them tightly between his thumbs and forefingers.
And Chantal sprang to life instantly! Removing her cum-slicked hand that had been shamelessly massaging her cunt as they had been speaking, she placed it against the boy's smooth pink cheek and turned her naked body to face him, bruising a kiss on his half-open panting lips. Mike drove his tongue deeply into her mouth, fucking it hotly against the back of her throat while in turn he revolved his naked young body around on the rug and cupped his hand over the softly curling mound of her pussy-hairs. She clamped her hand on his and pressed his fuck-finger deeply into her nakedly splayed cunt-hole, still holding his hand tightly against the wetly seething slit of her still-aroused cunt.
Evans' cock started bobbing up from between his powerful legs, and, leaning closer, his obscenely red cock-tip brushed against the soft, creamy smooth flesh of Chantal's tummy. She shuddered once again at the touch of his searing rod as it burned into her flesh, and she placed her hand on the rock-hard mass of the older man's cock pressing against her, stroking the heavily throbbing rod gently, engulfing his huge balls and with her other hand she sought to bring her dearly beloved fianc' once again into the highly aroused state she was ... she wanted to be fucked again!
* * *
In the back of her mind, Chantal Dubois could hear the constant and mounting moans coming from the three excited on-lookers as she bounced and writhed upon the thirteen year-old boy's hard, cunt-splitting young cock, and the lewd sounds only served to heighten her own lascivious needs. Reaching around to Mike's naked ass-cheeks, she gripped them tightly along her soft, cock-hungry cunt, rubbing it along her aching burning pussy opening. She held tight to his neck and levered her thighs up to lock around his waist so that he could drive his thick young cock even deeper up into her hotly devouring pussy-hole.
Thirteen year-old Mike Evans was going crazy! What stories he could tell his class-mates about his new French mother! Jeeeeezzzzzl
Suddenly, in a quick inward fuck, the boy drove his teenage cock deep into the slippery little chamber of her pussy, fucking the pulsing head of his little tool brutally against the bottom of her belly ... deep up inside in a cunt-ripping lunge that caused the older lady to squeal in surprised delight.
Chantal was totally ablaze with a wash of searing passion for this young boy's cock, and it blotted everything else from her mind. She was aware of nothing except the deep and cunt-wrenching fucking of his eager prick pumping up into her obscenely spread pussy-hole, as again and again and again, he ground his hips mercilessly up between her hotly flowing cunt. She closed her eyes and wiggled her nakedly bouncing titties harder and harder against his heaving chest, and her thighs were locked desperately around his wildly thrusting loins.
Mike could feel her sweat and cum-covered skin stick to his own as she wiggled mindlessly around on his obscenely skewering cock ... Jeeeess ... Jeeeeesszzzzz! He had hardly ever been so excited before in his whole life!
Still keeping his turgidly thick prick sunk deep up inside the older lady's wildly wiggling pussy, he moved her closer to the center of the room so that his father and Randy could see just how bionic he, Mike, really was! They had had their turn at fucking her pussy silly, and now it was his!
"Ooooohhhh! Ooooooohhh! Ooooooohhhh!" she chanted wantonly. "Don't stop, Mikeeeeeee ... don't stop fucking me with your cock ... ooohhhh!" she hissed almost hysterically.
"Come on, Mike! ... show her what it's all about, fuck her ... fuck her ... fuck her puss, man, for all you're worth!" Randy cried.
"Mon Dieu ... fuck meeee ... Miiiii-kkkkkeeeeeee ... fuck my little pusssssyyyyy ... aaaaaaaiiiiiii ... ooooohhhh ... oooohhhh ... oooohhhh!"
Mike was almost out of his mind with the wild fucking he was giving this hot-titted French lady!
"That a boy, son ... fuck her ... fuck her ... fuck her..." Evans chanted proudly.
Chantal was almost out of her mind with passion, screaming, wild passion-cumming words, and she gazed hotly up at the father and son duo leering next to each other, their cocks jerking wildly up and down.
"Oooohhh ... ooohhh ... oooohhh ... llllaaaa, laaaaaaahhhhhhh! You ... ugh ... uuuuggghhhh ... uuugghhh ... Mikkkeeee, you will split me in two ... ooohhhhh!" she screamed as the thirteen year-old fucked his cock as violently as he could deep up into her nakedly squirming cunt. It was a perverse and obscene display and she didn't even care! The young boy was ramming his hips to meet her obscenely-splayed cunt as she thrashed and jerked harder and harder down onto his excitedly young fucking cock, and she loved it ... she loved it I This was heaven, ooooohhhhh! Ooooooohhhh, it was absolute heaven!
"Mmmmmrnmpppphhhh! Mmmmmmpppphhhh!" she moaned, and realized that she was driving her tongue back deeply into the hungrily sucking cavern of her own throat as though it was a cock, trying with all of her might to imagine that it was a young male cock ... a cock ... any cock!
She had never experienced anything like this in her entire life!
And thirteen year-old Mike, who had always been in the shadow of his father and older brother, was having the time of his young life! There was no denying the fact that his "bionic cock" was having an effect, a mighty effect on the voluptuous older woman, and each time he fucked his prick upward into her tightly clinging pussy-hole he could feel the nasty thickness of his little prick go deeper and deeper into her hungrily grinding cunt, and the hotly flowing river of her steaming cunt-juice dribble down from her tightly clinging pussy-lips all around his cock, and spread to her ass, making it even easier to fuck in and out of!
Jeeeesszzzz ... it was even better than his hand that he used to grease all up with vaseline. It was even better than her big hot mouth!
"Ohhh ... ooooohhhhh, aaaaaiiiii," she moaned, her naked titties thrashing and bouncing wildly to the rhythm of the young boy's brutal fucking. Fire seared through her cunt and coursed through every naked nerve of her body. "Aaaaaa-iiiiieeeee!! ! " Her beautiful face was contorted and covered with tears ... she had never been so happy in her life!
"Oh, oh, oh, ooooohhhh, laaaaaalaaaaaaaa ... aaaaaggggghhhhhh!" she wailed as she bounced and writhed her nakedly spread cunt whorishly up and down over the boy's pussy-fucking young cock.
Then, suddenly, Evans stood over her and placed his hands firmly on his young wife-to-be's shoulders, pushing her even farther down on her back onto the carpet so that her legs were widely spread and her hands were leaning on their palms. Pushing his young son aside, Evans lowered his body between her wide-spread legs and rubbed his cock teasingly around her hot little pussy-hole. His whole one hundred and seventy-five pounds dropped down, his cock fucking deep up into her cunt, fucking his huge prick even deeper than his sons.
Each time the older man fucked his cock upward into Chantal's tightly clinging pussy-hole, she could hear his hotly clinging breath blow teasingly against her ear, and it only seemed to increase the obscene sensations waving and searing through her body. Her mouth was open as she took huge, gasping gulps of air, and her eyes were closed tightly as her mind was washed in blinding flashes of color..."Ooooohhh, ooohhhh, mon cheri, je t'adore ... "
Jesus Christ I Evans thought ... This chick really was too much for him to handle! Where in the hell was that kid called Dan? Thank God Almighty that he had his two teenage sons with him this time! Blood surely was thicker than water ... but what the fuck would he do on their honeymoon? Jesus Christ, there was no stopping her now!! !
