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CHAPTER ONE
Tina faked sleep as she felt the tossings and turnings of her husband in the big soft bed. God, she didn't want him to touch her this morning. She had mixed emotions about his leaving town again this morning. She was glad because he wouldn't be around to fuck her or annoy her in anyway, but she knew only too well the loneliness that would set in when he left.
He was sort of like an unwanted elephant in the back yard. The damned thing was a pain in the ass as long as it stood in the back yard, but if it was gone, a person would miss it. She would miss her husband like she would miss the elephant, if she had one.
She cringed at his touch. She knew his fucking would soon be over and she knew that as usual she would tolerate it. He had to be the original member of the four f's club, find 'em, feel 'em, fuck 'em and forget 'em. He was the on-again-off-again Charlie type with absolutely no thought of satisfying her emotional needs. She would play act her emotions just to get him off and then he would get up, do his thing, grab his suitcase, and leave. Thank God for small favors. He would be gone for a whole week on this trip.
She felt his hand slip harshly around her waist and pull her over to her back.
Here we go again for the original bumpy ride for the price of a home, security, and the material things in life that kept her up with the Jones'. She knew the ride would be short and not sweet and she could put up with it one more time. She had for years. Why not one more time.
She felt his smooth hand that could do so much for her, but didn't, tug her nightie up to her waist while he slipped his hot and horny body between her thighs. As usual, like a trained seal, her arms encircled his neck, his cock snubbed to her hole and he shoved it in.
"Feel good?" he whispered hotly into her ear. "Hmmmmmmmm, oh, yes, yes, my darling, I love it," she moaned wondering how many thrusts of his cock and how many moans she would have to grunt to get him to shoot his load and get the whole thing over with.
"You're sure hot this morning. You keep it hot for me all week and I'll hurry back to this love box of yours just as soon as I can," he grunted, humping, pumping, sweating, grinding.
This fuck was taking too long. Longer than usual. She had better moan and groan some more for his benefit. She was in no mood to put up with his fucking cock and the sooner he shot his load and got off, the better.
"Oh, my darling, I love it, I love it, give it to me harder and harder," she lied, moving her pelvis to smash against his.
"I'm gonna cum," he mumbled. Tina felt the squirt of his hot liquid in her vaginal canal and thought she really ought to get an Academy Award for her performance. He was done, the fucking was over, and he quickly pulled his still dripping cock out of her leaking hole.
She watched her husband as he grabbed his pajama pants and wiped off the strings of elastically dripping cum. She felt his quick kiss on the forehead as he told her she need not get up since he was packed and would eat on the plane anyway, but he did have to take a quick shower to get the smell of her off of him.
HE ACTUALLY MADE HER FEEL DIRTY! LIKE HER CROTCH WAS A FILTH HOLE!
She listened as the shower water ran, heard him slosh around in the water, quickly shut off the water, dress, pat her on the ass as he passed through the bedroom and he was gone.
Tina lay on her bed and trickles of tears dripped from the corners of her eyes. She did not know if she could put up with this sort of thing for ever. She had for sixteen years, ever since she was twenty.
She fondly remembered the good days when she was young and Cliff touched her, REALLY TOUCHED HER, felt her curvaceous tits, slipped his hand into her panties, rubbed deeply into her damp trench luckily touching her clit every now and then, and remembered the emotions that pounded in her body. Oh, how she had wanted to let go and fuck him then. Her mother had always told her never to let a boy go all the way or she would be a bad girl and he would never want to marry her.
She had gone in for all the tender hand holding, the delicious kisses, the panting hugs, the pressing of his hard pelvis against her soft, warm, hungry body. Tina had been madly in love and been a good girl and Cliff had married her.
WHOOPIIIEEE!
If dear old mother had kept her goddamned mouth shut Tina would not be in the position she was in right now. So she had been a good girl. SHE WAS STILL A GOOD GIRL! DAMN IT! GOOD AND FRUSTRATED AND STARVING FOR A GOOD FUCK! A FUCK THAT DID NOT MAKE HER FEEL DIRTY AND CONTAMINATED. WHERE HER DARLING HUSBAND DID NOT HAVE TO GET RIGHT UP AFTER HE HAD BLOWN HIS LOAD INTO HER HOLE AND SCRUB HIS PENIS WITH ALL BUT A WIRE BRUSH AND JANITOR IN A DRUM!
Tears flooded down her soft, warm cheeks. Her body was not dirty! Her fingers told her so as she took off her flimsy gown and lay naked on her bed. Her body was soft and voluptuous, made for loving, made for having the children she never would have, made for loving and caressing.
TINA WAS NOT DIRTY! HER BODY WAS NOT DIRTY! AND SHE WAS DAMNED SICK AND TIRED OF THE SAME OLD POSITION OF INTERCOURSE. HER ON THE BOTTOM, CLIFF ON THE TOP, A QUICK PLUNGE OF PENIS INTO HER HOLE, A COUPLE OF QUICK STABS OF HIS COCK, HIM DRAGGING HIS SHOT PRICK OUT OF HER HOLE STILL LEAKING HIS ORGASM, A QUICK KISS ON THE CHEEK OR SOME OTHER NICE, CLEAN PLACE, AND THAT WAS IT!
When he wasn't going away on his traveling business, she did have the opportunity to listen to him snore while she lay beside him, passionate, hot, tingling and lusting for sex.
OH, MAMA, WHY DIDN'T YOU SHUT YOUR
MOUTH? WHY DID YOU TELL ME SEX WAS SOMETHING TO BE TOLERATED FOR THE SAKE OF SECURITY AND A HAPPY HOME? WHY DID YOU TELL ME A WOMAN, A NICE WOMAN, SHOULDN'T FEEL ANYTHING ENJOYABLE ABOUT INTERCOURSE, THAT IT WAS JUST ONE OF THOSE NASTY LITTLE DUTIES A WOMAN HAD TO DO AND PUT UP WITH FOR THE SAKE OF HER HOME, HER FAMILY, HER SECURITY.
"WHY DID I LISTEN TO HER? WHY?" Tina sobbed.
Tina's fingers touched her soft flesh of her tits. Her fingers tenderly fondled her breasts and flicked at her rigid nipples. She could do it to herself and feel good about it, why couldn't the soft hands of her husband touch her. His hands, when she could get hold of them were soft and warm, no rough spots from hard work, just soft, wonderful hands that could touch her, fondle her, caress her ... but wouldn't. Her husband had never known hard work. He never had a callus in his life. The only sweat he ever shed was when his cock was ready to shoot. His life was his job and that involved mental strain, not physical. All that really worked on his body was his brain and at times she wondered why his mind couldn't figure out he was one lousy lover.
Tina could not tell him. She was just about as gutless as a worm. She had been told by her dear mother that the man was the ruler of the house. He was the bread winner. She was to be submissive and it would be a MORTAL SIN FOR TINA TO EVER, EVER MAKE A SUGGESTIVE MOVEMENT TO HER HUSBAND!
Boy, would Tina like to tell her mother a thing or two. She never would though. She had always been told to respect her elders and her mother would die of heart failure if Tina ever contradicted her, talked back, sassed, even though Tina was thirty six.
Tina's mother kept telling her daughter that Tina had a lovely home, a faithful husband, a nice position in life. Tina hated the word nice. Everything had to be nice. Her life had to be nice. Her meals had to be nice. Her husband was so nice. Her clothes had to be nice. Tina had to be nice and go to the nice church every nice Sunday.
"NICE, SHIT! MAMA, EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE ALL THE WAY ACROSS TOWN IN YOUR NICE HOME, I'M NOT NICE! I DON'T WANT TO BE NICE! I WANT TO SWEAR, TO FUCK, TO FEEL SOMETHING OTHER THAN NICE, NICE, NICE! SO YOU BETTER THANK GOD YOU ARE PROBABLY HOLDING YOUR NICE BIBLE, BECAUSE I'M GONNA SWEAR AND IT AINT GONNA BE NICE!
"FUCK! COCK! PRICK! CUNT! SCREW! ASS FUCK! CUNT FUCK! EAT COCK! SLURP CUM! TONGUE CUNT! AND GOD DAMN YOU, MOTHER, YOU ARE ONE LOUSY, ROTTEN SON OF A BITCH, BASTARD, MOTHER FUCKIN' BITCH OF A MOTHER! A PRICK! A DIRTY, PIOUS OLD LADY WITH PREHISTORIC IDEAS, A GODDAMNED ASSHOLE!
"YOU HAD TO HAVE BROUGHT UP MY MISSIONARY HUSBAND WITH YOUR SWEET IDEAS. HE'S JUST AS BAD AS YOU ARE! HE'S A FUCK FREAK WITH ONLY HIS OWN SELFISH SATISFACTION TO THINK ABOUT!
"MAMA, YOU HATE VULGARITY AND DIRTY WORDS, BUT FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! COCK, COCK, COCK! I'D LOVE TO TASTE A COCK! I WANT A COCK IN MY MOUTH! I WANT A COCK UP MY ASSHOLE! I WANT A COCK THAT THROBS, BEATS, POUNDS AND I WANT IT INSIDE MY CUNT, SLOPPING AROUND IN MY HOT, SLIPPERY JUICES MAKING ME CUM AND CUM AND CUM!
"DO YOU KNOW, MOTHER DEAR, THAT I HAVE NEVER, NO NEVER HAD AN ORGASM? OF COURSE THAT WOULD BE DIRTY, WOULDN'T IT ... TO HAVE AN ORGASM, TO BE SO TURNED ON I MIGHT FORGET TO BE NICE! FUCK YOUR NICE IDEAS! FUCK YOU, MOTHER, I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU EVER TOLERATED THE FUCK THAT BROUGHT ME INTO THIS NICE WORLD! I'LL BET YOU HATED EVERY GODDAMNED MINUTE OF IT!
"WELL, YOU HAVE CREATED A NICE DAUGHTER WHO HAS MISSED OUT ON LIFE AND IS MISERABLE, FRUSTRATED, LONELY, UNHAPPY AND FUCK HAPPY! SO STICK UP THAT UP YOUR MOLDY ASSHOLE AND THINK ABOUT IT!"
Tina sobbed until the whole bed shook as she caressed her own breasts. Even that was a sin. To touch her own body and feel enjoyment was terrible!
Tina had the body of a sensuous woman and it was crammed full of lusty desire, unsatisfied, but the prickles of passion tormented her in her sleep, sometimes when she took a shower or dressed, sometimes when she dared to touch her own breasts. She did feel guilty about touching her own tits. Guilt rode her back like a monkey that would not get off! So just when she felt she might possibly get rid of some of the guilt, her damned, straight husband would bang her hole a couple of times and fall asleep.
Tina even felt guilty about soaking in the tub of warm, soothing water. Her mother had told her a bath was for cleaning a dirty body and not to dwadle in the water and never lather up with soap and permit the devil himself to make evil feelings touch her body.
Tina's mother was a religious fanatic who believed in never letting the body get control. The mind was in control. The mind was all that counted. The clean, nice mind that would not permit dirty thoughts to enter or control.
Tina always believed her mother because her mother was always right. Her mother told her so. To back up what her mother had always taught her was her nice, clean, scrub brush husband. Old on-again-off-again Cliff.
Goddamn it, he got his jollies, why the hell shouldn't she get hers? Sinful or not, why shouldn't she get the pleasure of a shaking, trembling orgasm. Why should she continue to let her mother and her husband run her life?
The only time Tina was really brave, sassy, or expressed herself was to herself. She was timid, shy, and knew in her heart she was in a nice trap and would never get her nice body out of it. She didn't have it in her to tell her nice mother to go to hell, to make the advance of even a kiss to her nice husband. Too many years of nice, nice, nice had been pounded into her nice head. Since she had to keep her nice mind as nice as she was expected to, she was even afraid to think anything but nice thoughts. Pleasant thoughts, pretty trees, lovely flowers, delicious meals, lovely Christmas trees, lovely seasons, beautiful plants ... everything nice!
She did touch her breasts which she knew would make her the first one into hell, but, ohhhhhhhh, her hands felt so good on her soft, warm flesh. A couple of times she had really contaminated her mind with the thoughts of slipping a finger into her cunt, but she could not bring herself to do it.
Today she would do the dirtiest thing she ever did in her little, nice tract house. Her girl friends would come over for coffee.
AND HER GIRL FRIENDS TALKED ABOUT SEX!
Tina sat and sipped on her coffee listening to them talk and envy shot through her body every time. She would smile as the girls talked and they would kid her about never saying a word. She got told by her girl friends that the one who never said anything was the one getting the most fucking and that Tina had a body no man could resist. She was just built for pleasure, had the biggest boobs and the roundest ass and the smallest waist of any of the girls. They envied her as she just sat and smiled and said nothing. She had nothing to say.
Tina envied her friends and her friends envied her for her luscious body. The body that had never had an orgasm, had never been used for sheer pleasure, had never done any of the things she heard about from her girl friends, had never done anything other than nice things ... and listen to her girl friends sex talk about their husbands' tactics.
Even now in bed as she fondled her nipples, her crotch tingled at what she would hear today when her girl friends came over for coffee. Her only thrill in life was to listen to her girl friends talk.
The tragedy of her life was that they all had children and she did not and never would. What good was a body built for love and not getting it. Her body that was so sensuous and desirable and yet so neglected. On top of that, the body and heart of a woman who so desired to have a child of her own to love and cherish and never would. What good was her body? Not for lusty sex and not for child bearing. If she could only have a child maybe she would not feel so alone and destitute as she was almost totally ignored by her sexually ignorant husband. Perhaps all the love in her body could be poured out to a child ... if she could have one.
The nagging desire for a child gnawed at her heart almost constantly. The rest of the time she was swallowed up by the constant desire to experience the feelings of love, orgasm, lust, and passion. Since her husband was on the road so much of the time and she was alone so much of the time, she also had to contend with loneliness. Her frustrations were driving her wild. She had too much time to sit and think about her itching crotch and how nasty it was to tingle her to distraction or she could weep for the child she would never have. Neither of these trends of thought wiped out her loneliness and frustration.
She jumped out of bed, quick to cover her nakedness with a robe, and anxious to get the house cleaned and the coffee made for today was her thrill day.
SEX TALK WITH THE GIRLS!
CHAPTER TWO
"GOD, YOU MUSTA GOT A GOOD PIECE OF ASS THIS MORNING. LOOK AT HER CAT SHIT GRIN, GIRLS," Dora giggled at Tina.
Tina just smiled and poured a round of coffee, wishing, wishing she had. Oh, she had a piece of ass, but good? No way.
"I sure wish I had tits like hers and maybe my husband would pay more attention to mine. It really pisses me off to have him ogle all the big boobed women. Of course we make up for it when we get right down to the actual thing ... and oh, baby, is his actual thing great. I almost choked on that hard cock last night. Wouldn't that have been a kick in the ass to throw up all over his digging prick in my throat? He would not be amused at having to wash puke out of his hairy crotch." This was Sally talking as she sipped on her steaming coffee.
Giggles resounded through the warm, cheery kitchen.
"Why don't you take lessons from old Linda Lovelace pouring the coffee? I'll bet her husband never gags her with his hot cock. You never hear her complain that she can't handle a hard cock down her throat. Come on, Tina, did you ever take sword swallowing lessons or are you built for blow-jobs, too? God damn, you piss me off. Hey, get your tits out of my coffee," Dora laughed.
Tina blushed slightly and smiled sweetly. "No, I never took lessons."
"Get her, she's got an ass on her built for fuckin', tits that all but lunge at a guy's mouth and now we find out that her neck can take just about any cock in town. Listen, friend or no friend, don't you mess with my husband. He'd never come back to me after fuckin' a wench like you!"
"You know I wouldn't do a thing like that. You're my best friends." Tina put the cream and sugar on the table and settled down on her slightly damp crotch. The sex talk always did get her a little wet between the legs. Tina loved it. The dampness made her feel good and sometimes she even tingled with small sparks of lust and passion. She wished a small part of what the girls said was true. She was built for all the fun and games but her husband didn't know how to play. So Tina just smiled and acted wise even though her crotch burned with desire and her heart longed for all the good feelings her friends bragged about. She stirred her coffee and smiled since she actually had nothing to say.
"Get her, all she does is smile...."
"That's because I'm glad to see you both and have coffee with you," Tina said.
"Bullshit, that's because you're so pleasure bent from fucking you had to get out of bed for a change," Dora said.
"Would you girls believe it if I told you all the stuff you think about me is not true?" Tina asked.
"Not on a bet. Hey, let me tell you about last night. That fuck happy husband of mine did his thing, you know, went down on me and gave my twat the licking of a lifetime, and would you believe, no you wouldn't, but by the time he got done with my crotch I had five orgasms? God, I was drained. I mean he is really some sort of lover. Probably not like old hot-pants over there, but God, I thought my guts would be hangin' out this morning.
"I'VE NEVER HAD FIVE ORGASMS BEFORE IN MY LIFE! I GUESS HIS TONGUE JUST WORKED OVERTIME. GOD, HE IS GOOOOOOOD WITH HIS TONGUE! MAN, I LOVE IT. THE ACTUAL FUCKIN' IS O.K. BUT WHEN HIS HOT TONGUE HITS MY CUT AND TUGS IT INTO HIS HOT MOUTH AND HIS TEETH NIBBLE ON IT, MY GOD! I SWEAR I'LL GO RIGHT THROUGH THE ROOF WITH EXCITEMENT!" Dora squiggled on her chair in her own squishy slit.
"What's the matter, baby, gettin' yourself all hot and bothered just thinkin' about last night?" Sally asked devilishly.
"You bet! I've been meaning to ask you guys, do you go in for the sixty-niner position or would you rather go down on each other separately? We've been having a sort of discussion about that, Dan and me."
"Well, Sam and I do it both ways, just depending on how hot we both are. Frankly, I prefer to have him go down on me first, that way I'm sure of gettin' my satisfaction first and I know I've had one hot and heavy orgasm. Then I'll blow him, chew on his nuts, suck his cock and he can get off anytime, anyplace. So no sweat." Sally sipped on her coffee and her dark eyes met Dora's blue ones.
"I think I like that way best, too. You know it's kinda hard to concentrate on suckin' a big, thumpin' cock when my own crotch is goin' wild at the same time. I sort of forget to tug in his prick in the joy of feeling his tongue poke in and around my twat. Do you feel the same way, Tina?" blonde Dora asked.
Tina just shrugged her shoulders and sipped on her coffee. Her dark, thickly lashed eyes dropped their gaze in embarrassment. How would she know about it? Cliff never had gone down on her and she had never tasted of his hot cock, only felt the thing slip in and out of her hole. Her hole was barely ever hot and damp because he didn't bother to take the time to get it that way. Tina was a very poor judge of how sex should be performed. So her dark, curly hair just curled around her smiling face as she sipped on her coffee.
"Quiet, old Tina. Never lets anybody in on her secrets. Come on, Tina, how do you and Cliff do it? I mean, he's one hellova good lookin' guy and you're one well stacked woman. You two must just have a ball lookin' at each other much less touching, feeling, fondling, and fucking. How do you like it best? Do you like fucking with him on top or you on top?" Sally asked.
"I like it best if Dan is on top of me stabbing me with his cock," Dora said.
"Nobody asked you. I wanna know how Tina does it. She always smiles so much. She probably does it upside down and inside out. Nobody ever sees her husband lookin' at other women at parties. She's got him eatin' right out of the palm of her hand...."
"Or the crack in her snatch...."
Everybody laughed.
"If I'm on top, his cock goes in deeper and I feel it up higher in my hole. I've got more freedom to rotate and gyrate my cunt on his cock. I can jiggle my tits in his face or let him get his teeth latched onto one of my nipples and tug away just enough so that his teeth hurt a little and that really sends me into orbit. I like to really feel a rough teeth bite on my nipples ... makes me really feel like spreading my thighs and squatting down hard on his rough dick. I like to squirm around on his thick prick and feel his hard thumps of cock. His cockhead goes way up to my womb and I love it!
"Yeah, I think he's the best fucker when I'm on top. Of course, he's good when I'm on the bottom, too.
"All this is naturally after he's given me a good eatin' out and tongue job. I wouldn't have it any other way! HE'S GOT TO EAT ME OUT FIRST! HMMMMMMMM, I CAN ALMOST FEEL HIS HOT TONGUE LICKIN', FLICKIN', TOUCHING AROUND AND AROUND MY CLIT! AND WHEN HE ACTUALLY GOES IN FOR THE KILL, I MEAN SUCKS MY STIFF, FLUTTERING CLIT INTO HIS MOUTH AND BITES AND TORMENTS ME INTO OBLIVION, GOD, I JUST SPREAD AND SPREAD MY LEGS TO LET HIM HAVE IT ALL! AND HE USUALLY DOES! HE STICKS HIS TONGUE INTO MY GURGLING, HOT, SPASMING HOLE AND SLOBBERS HIS SPIT INTO ME. HE GETS ME SO WET AND SO HOT I BEG HIM TO FUCK ME! THAT'S NO JOKE, HE CAN HOLD A HARD ON FOR THE LONGEST TIME AND EAT ME OUT AND LICK AND KISS MY SNATCH UNTIL HE MAKES ME BEG FOR HIS COCK!" Sally was dreamy as she closed her eyes thinking of her husband's lovemaking.
"Then, you gotta look at it the other way, too. If you're on top, that's sort of like you're in control, the woman's lib bit. I like to be ALL WOMAN AND LET HIM USE ME. He thinks he uses me. Of course if I don't wanna fuck, I just fake a headache or something. Usually, I'm more ready than he is, though. He's had to work all day making deliveries of his precious bread and then come home and fuck the hell out of me. Those route men do a lot of hard work, maybe that's why he's got such a hard cock. God, I'll bet my Dan's got the hardest, longest, most pulsating cock in town! Hmmmmmmmm, just to feel his smooth cockhead with my tongue, and run my tongue up and down his thumping stem all along his thick veins and feel his beats go clear through me, Oh, God, I'm gonna have an orgasm just thinkin' about his cock!" Dora said, squirming.
"You girls! Honestly," Tina said, getting up to pour more coffee. Her crotch tingled at the words the two women had said.
"Yeah, well, you're built thin enough you can probably get into all the positions your husband wants. I do have a problem at times. You know when Dan wants to put my legs up over his shoulders while he sticks in his cock and leans forward to suck my tits, damned near knocks the breath out of me. I wheeze and pant and he thinks I'm all ready and so excited so he blasts away at my hole and it's times like that that I could scream! God, I've got to go on a diet. I hate being built up to a neat orgasm and then having him get off and I lay there gasping for air 'cause my gut was too round to bend enough to feel his thumping prick clear up to where I want it. Damn, that's maddening.
"Your coffee's really good this morning. You got anymore sweet rolls?" Dora seemed to have forgotten her diet already.
"If you don't like that position..." Sally started to say.
"I didn't say I didn't like it. It's just that I gotta get my gut down flat like Tina's. I'll bet she can hang her knees up over Cliff's shoulders and take all the cock he wants to shove at her." Dora laughed.
Tina smiled and said nothing.
"Do you know the position I hate the most? That side bit. Have your husbands ever tried it with you gals? Maybe it's just me, but I do not like to lay on my back and have him curl around my ass and stick his cock in from where he's on his side. Sure his hands can hold my snatch crack tight to his jabbing cock and his one hand can grab onto my tit, but I can't seem to get the thrust I want. What do you girls think?" Sally asked, munching out on sweet rolls.
"It's so-so. I really like ass fucking. Man, in that position, I'm totally his. I can't move. All I can do is just lay there and take his big, humping cock and groan out my pleasure. But, then, I'm the submissive type. I love to be possessed. I love to be used, teased, on the bottom, literally had." Blonde Dora knew that was the best anyway since her small frame was at the command of her construction worker's desires. Her Dan was usually so deep tanned, just as blonde as she was, and big, strong, with rippling muscles from his hard work. Dora loved having this big hunk of manhood take her body, own it, carry her into the bedroom and be the ruler of the roost. She was totally at his command, totally submissive to his extremely manly aggressiveness. She loved it. She did not want to be anything but what she was, completely feminine. Blonde, petite, sweet, owned, taken care of and fucked daily! Sweet, little Dora really did the manipulating of big, hulking Dan, but he never knew it. She got what she wanted all the time because of her sweet helplessness. She mainly got sex just the way she wanted it, too. Cunt sucking and more cunt sucking. She thrived on having her twat licked, touched by his hot, wet tongue, poked by his rough tongue, and her clit went berserk when his slobber and tongue worked it over. Sweet Dora with the hot twat.
Sally and Sam had a different relationship. Sally wanted to think she had things in control. Actually, if she were on her own she would fall apart. As it was, Sally had the protection of her husband and she did the riding of his stiff cock. She kept him on the bottom and loved the feeling of superiority. She was much more educated than her delivery man husband and took out her wiseness through sex, her fucking him, her riding his cock, her on top ... after he had given her snatch-crack a good tongue fucking.
Tina was just there. She drank coffee and listened to her two girl friends and wished she had the same lovely experiences they did. Oh, how she wished her Cliff would go down on her and make her clit dance with joy. She certainly would never dream of asking him to do such a thing. He would have to get up and not only scrub with the detergent and scrub brush, but he would have to shave, too. No, Tina would never experience all the joys her girl friends bragged about, but she still listened and loved it and got her twat all damp and squiggly. As gurgly as her twat was, her husband would probably have to gargle, too, just to get rid of the taste of her womanly juices.
Oh, how her heart pounded as the girls went on and on about which position was the best, who had the husband with the longest cock, which cock could wiggle more inside a vaginal tube, which man could kiss and nip a clit better, which husband had the best tongue. Tina was very uncomfortable this day in particular. Her husband would be gone for a week and she would be alone with her thoughts of fucking and her day dreams of what could be ... but never would. Her loneliness would drive her up the wall! If only she had a child to occupy her time, how happy she would be. Even if her husband was a lousy fuck if a lovely child came of it, she would be happy.
Her heart felt like it had a rock securely planted on it as the surge of loneliness seeped in. The desire for a good fuck crept into her crotch.
Even while her girl friends sat at her bright little kitchen table, her misery mounted. She had never felt so alone, so destitute, so absolutely neglected and alone. The weight of the world was on her slender shoulders. Her breathing was labored due to the heaviness of the rock of loneliness that lay immovable on her chest.
"Hey, hey, come back to us, Tina. You're a thousand miles away from us. I'll give you a dime for your thoughts, that's how good I think they are. Not a penny, kid, but a dime. Now what are you thinking about? I'll bet I can guess. Your husband's out of town and you'll be here all alone with no sex. But, ha, ha, our dear, little quiet Tina will take care of that. With her big tits and round ass, she will trot down to the local pub and pick up some jock and bring him home for a fine fuck, right?" Sally asked with a smile as she held out her hand to collect the dime.
"Wrong," Tina smiled and said softly.
"Naturally, that's wrong, stupid. Sally, how could you be so dumb? Tina's not the type to bring a guy home. Hell, anybody can do that. The free stuff is dumb. She will dress up and go into the city and pick up a highly sexed, rich man who will take her to one of the plush hotels with satin sheets and then get it on. Right? No woman who is so obviously ALL WOMAN would settle for less than first class all the way ... except here at home where the steak is built in. When you go out, don't settle for hamburger, go all the way, first class with steak. God, I envy your boobs, Tina."
"Do you know what my husband had the nerve to say to me the other night when we were in bed and he was sucking my tits? He said he wished he could play wind-shield wipers with Tina's breasts ... you know kiss one and then the other and back again. That pissed me off. I've got as big a tits as I'll ever grow." Dora said it jokingly, but looked wistfully at her own breasts which were nothing to brag about.
Tina laughed even though she was crying inside. "No, I wasn't thinking anything like that. What I was thinking was that this house, even though it's only three bedrooms, will be so lonely while Cliff is gone. These tract houses look like cracker boxes but this cracker box gets awfully big and lonely when I'm here alone.
"You girls sit and envy my tits and hips. Do you know what I envy the most about you girls? Your kids. God, I wish I had a kid. Boy, girl, one, two or three. But, no, not one kid do I have. Just Cliff and me. I could just cry sometimes..." she said soulfully.
"Don't cry, honey," Dora said running to Tina's side to slip an arm around her slender waist.
"I'm not, just thinking about you girls makes me feel really bad. I shouldn't feel so bad about not having children of my own, but I just can't help it. I wanted my own baby to hold and cherish and love ... so badly I craved a child. I just wasn't lucky enough to have one. It just gets to me every now and then, that's all. I think of you lucky women and your families and I can't help but get jealous once in a while. I'm sorry, I really am. Go ahead with your talk and I'll be alright."
Dora returned to the table and sipped on her coffee. The happiness was somehow gone for the minute.
"Look on the bright side, Tina. With a body like yours you can have all the fun in the world and screw yourself nutty and never have any of the heartbreak that comes with children. You know, no matter how sweet the darlings are, they always have problems and the problems hurt the parents. I know. So does Dora. So all you have to do is fuck your little heart out and never get the responsibility that a child brings. You've got it made!" Sally laughed.
The strain was still there. Though all three women tried to laugh and talk about other things, Tina's heart was so heavy with pain she sighed to gasp in enough air to go on breathing.
Tina felt the desperation mount in her chest as she laughed right along with the girls as the talk went back to cocks and fucking and red hot tongues and tastes of hot simmering, gushing cum, the taste of the thick juice, the smell of a man's hot, steaming cock and the softness of his nuts. All the things that Tina wanted, craved to experience.
Shy Tina never would, she knew. She would always be just the listener. She would always be just the one with the broken heart, the frustrated body, the longing crotch ... the listener ... that was all. Her body that everybody envied would go to death never experiencing an orgasm, never bearing a much craved child, never feeling anything but loneliness, frustration, heartbreak.
HOW COULD GOD HAVE BEEN SO MEAN TO HER? HOW COULD HE HAVE GIVEN HER BIG TITS ... NEVER TO BE ACTUALLY LOVED, NIPPED, CHERISHED, WET WITH SPIT. HOW COULD HE HAVE GIVEN HER THE WELL ROUNDED HIPS, THE EAGER CROTCH, THE HOT, TENDER PASSIONS ONLY TO HAVE THEM GO UNSATISFIED. HOW COULD HE HAVE CREATED HER A WOMAN NEVER ABLE TO BEAR A CHILD?
Tina may have looked alright on the outside, but on the inside she was a broken, mashed mass of a person. She realized she had no way of surviving in the world by herself, thus she could not divorce her husband and go out in search of a husband that would love her, lick her twat, tongue her cunt. She might never be able to have a dear, darling child but she would never be able to experience all the fun sensations her girl friends did, either. She could never have an affair, nice ladies didn't do that!
That would be terrible and if she couldn't explain nicely to her husband and her mother, how would she ever explain to God?
Tina, nice ripe Tina was in a nice trap in her nice house with her nice furniture and her nice husband who was gone half the time, and her nice church activities and her nice little hen sessions with her not so nice girl friends.
Tina envied Dora and her sweet blondeness, her small tits, her big, strong, gutsy, fuck happy husband and could just imagine his tanned face between Dora's thighs, licking, moaning, really getting turned on by the deliciousness of her oozing crotch. She could make her mind move to Sally and her Sam, in the sixty-niner position, licking, sucking, tugging on each other's sex organs, loving every wet, hot organs, cock and cunt, eating, tonguing, panting, loving every minute of their passion.
Realistically she could see herself and her missionary position, wishing Cliff would hurry up and get off her body that was not feeling all the lovely things her body was supposed to feel. And when he was gone, oh, my God, the loneliness of her life! How could she be lonely for a man who did not give her the pleasures she so dearly craved. Just being in her house alone was enough to drive her bananas! So she could rearrange the furniture ... did it really matter if the couch was on this wall or that? Did it really matter if the kitchen table was in the corner or settled in the center of the kitchen? And so what if the big bed was directly under the window or over in the corner. The only thing there was she could hear the crickets at night chirping away their happy songs that all was well and she could smell the freshness of the night air as she lay alone in the big, plush bed ... alone and unsatisfied, alone and usually day-dreaming of the good fucks she wished she could have ... and never had and never would have! Tina bet the happy crickets outside her bedroom window were screwing to be singing such a happy song. It was at times like this that Tina wondered if she would actually ever be able to experience the thrills her girl friends talked about, could she really get so worked up and hot and bothered that her whole body shook, could she really feel the surging orgasm from her toes to the top of her head, would her twat really spasm happily as it oozed her feminine juices, could she really EXPERIENCE? Was she capable of really feeling? After all, she was thirty six and never had, what made her think she ever would ... or could?
Tina went through the motions of pouring coffee for her friends but her mind was on the lonely week ahead of her. What would she do? Where would she go? HOW WOULD SHE SURVIVE? ONE MORE LONELY WEEK! HOW WOULD SHE SURVIVE IT! AND WHEN CLIFF DID COME HOME ... HOW WOULD SHE SURVIVE? HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING FOR HER SEXUALLY AND SHE HAD SO MANY HANG-UPS POSSIBLY HE NEVER COULD IF HE TRIED!
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HER THIRTY-SIX YEARS SHE WONDERED WHY SHE EXISTED, WHY WAS SHE LIVING, WHAT WAS THE PURPOSE OF HER LIFE ... TINA THOUGHT OF SUICIDE!
She shuddered as she poured the last of the coffee and started to make another pot of the black stuff.
"What's the matter, honey, you're shaking and look white as a ghost?" Sally asked, concerned.
"Nothing. I just felt cold all of a sudden," Tina said softly.
"You don't look too well," Dora said as she went to Tina's side.
"Oh, I'm alright, just the temporary blues when Cliff goes out of town. I'll be alright," Tina forced a laugh.
"Well, I'd have the blues, too, if my lover left as much as Cliff does. What do you actually do with your luscious body when he's out of town? This's such a small town that if you had an affair going we'd all know about it. You don't leave town ... so you must have a dildo, or do you just finger fuck yourself?"
"I'm just gonna keep you both guessing. So how do you like that?" Tina flashed a normal grin at her two friends. Just to make their imaginations work a little double time, she carefully slid her fingers down from her shoulders to her tits and then on down to her coffee cup in a tantalizing fashion.
The ohs and ahs rippled through the kitchen and the fuck talk went on for hours among the three women.
CHAPTER THREE
In a way Tina was glad when Dora and Sally left her home that day. It would be the last time she saw them, she knew. Tina was going to put herself out of her miserable pit of depression. She had thought of her life and could see no reason for her to keep on.
When the girls left, it was a fond farewell for Tina knew it was a final good-bye. Her heart was like lead in her chest as she watched the girls drive off in a burst of giggles. Her body dragged through the house, in a way saying good-bye to all of her material possessions, all with not a trace of dust for Tina spent a good part of her life dusting, when she wasn't bemoaning the fact she could never have a child to dirty up the place, or she was feeling sorry for her itching crotch that would never be satisfied by a cock.
Her thoughts rambled through her fuzzy head. Thoughts of sin and death and hell and eternal damnation. So what? Wasn't she living in hell right now? The devil himself could not deal her anymore shit than she was already experiencing. No love. No children. No orgasms. No nothing except guilt!
Guilt if she thought about fucking or having an affair. Guilt about not having Cliff's meals ready on time. Guilt if she farted ... for that was not nice either! Guilt if she hated her mother. Guilt if her husband didn't make her have an orgasm and she couldn't tell him what she wanted for what she wanted was too "dirty" to mention.
Oh, she had her home ... or was it just a house? A home meant love and kids and good smells from the oven. A house was four walls and that was what she had ... four walls divided into rooms, empty rooms with furniture. Security. Enough money to live comfortably on. A car. A nice husband who traveled and always came home to his wife as saintly as he left her. No messing around. No little games with anybody.
THE MATERIAL THINGS WERE NOT ENOUGH!
TINA WANTED LOVE ... SEX ... FEELING ... EMOTIONS ... A CUNT STUFFED WITH A THRILLING COCK, ONE THAT BEAT FOR HER, MADE HER CUM, DRIPPED WITH ORGASMS THAT WERE BOTH HIS AND HERS! SHE WANTED TO FEEL ALIVE AND VIBRANT! SHE CRAVED THE FREEDOM FROM HATRED, LONELINESS, GUILT!
SO SHE WAS ALONE, THAT DIDN'T GIVE HER MIND THE FREEDOM AND ABANDONMENT SHE HAD TO HAVE!
Tina walked slowly to her bedroom. Her death she would plan and have the way she wanted it ... naked ... on the bed ... with a banana stuffed up her cunt and lots of dripping hand lotion leaking on her "nice" pussy. She would put some of her well kept dolls on the bed for the children she didn't have and she must write a note to her "nice" mother and husband ... something sweet and simple like "I WANTED A GOOD FUCK AND NEVER GOT IT! DAMN YOU BOTH!" That ought to get the point across.
She fingered her baby dolls that she had had put in a box in the bottom of the closet for her unborn little girls and tears leaked down her face. The thought that she was checking out before the end of the play never occurred to her. Only her own self pity drained through her almost limp body. She was so tired of it all. Her body could barely move. Her feet dragged, her arms hung loosely at her sides as she carried two baby dolls to her big bed. The crickets were chirping so she knew all was well. Sounds were distant, her head was not taking anymore of the life she was about to leave. She just didn't care. The rock of depression that was in her heart had spread through her entire body and all she wanted to do was sleep. Sleep the peaceful sleep of death and never wake up, never feel the emptiness of loneliness again, never endure a sexual act without the beautiful orgasm and pleasure, never feel guilty about what her mother had taught her was dirty ... NEVER BE ALONE....
Tina didn't know if she could drag her weary body to the bathroom to get her sleeping pills. She was so tired of it all. The lump of sickening loneliness filled her body so completely she felt like she was dragging a ton of granite as she headed for the bathroom, leaving her dolls on the bed waiting for her.
She dragged her rock-depression filled body towards the bedroom with her bottle of sleeping pills and plunked lifelessly down on her plush bed. She knew her casket would be silk lined and just as comfy. She opened her bottle with numb hands and was just about to take the first pill when the back door opened and slammed!
Her name was called loudly through tears!
Now what? She couldn't even die in peace!
She dragged her deadly weighted body automatically from the bedroom to see who was the intruder upon her own private death scene. Her every step was as if her feet were cemented to the floor and she labored to drag her empty, feelingless body to the kitchen. Her glazed eyes saw Dora's son standing in the middle of her kitchen with tears flooding down his young cheeks.
Just a crying young boy was the intruder to keep her from her lovely death, her sleep on her soft bed which in her mind was as soft as any cloud floating carefree in the heavens, her lasting sleep that was to relieve her from all concern, all pain, all depression, all fear of loneliness, all her frustrations....
As much as he wanted to die, she had more of the material instinct in her body than to let this poor child stand helplessly in her kitchen and sob his little heart out. She would have to put off her blissful death for a few minutes to see what was Bill's problem.
Though her head was not functioning well and her glazed eyes could barely make out his form, she held out her arms to the child to come to her. The fuzziness in her head slowly cleared as she listened to the fourteen-year-old lad sob his tale of woe to her as he sobbed on her breasts, dampening her blouse.
She shoved the bottle of sleeping pills into her pants pocket and listened to Bill tell her he had run away from home and had no place to go.
"Why? For what reason would you run away from your nice mother and dad? You've got a lovely home and family..." My, how she sounded like her own mother. Repulsive.
Her head was clearing somewhat and her body felt the warmth of his as they walked together into the cozy living room.
"I WONT GO HOME! I WON'T! DON'T MAKE ME! DON'T CALL MY FOLKS! I HATE THEM! BOTH OF THEM! PLEASE!" the lad sobbed on her shoulder.
"Now, now, nothing could be that bad. Why don't you tell me all about it ... if you want to. If you don't want to, we'll just sit here and rock in this big, old love seat. Do you know when I was a little girl we had a porch swing much like this swinging love seat. My girl friend and I used to sit and talk by the hour about all the things in our lives, the good things and the bad. The things we didn't want our mothers to know about. Oh, I can remember being your age. Yes, I really can. The seeming problems, the frustrations of growing up. The fellows we both had crushes on.
"Maybe you can pretend I'm your friend, I really am you know, and maybe you can tell me what's bothering you. If not, we'll just sit and I'll hold you in my arms. I always wanted a son, you know. Seems things don't work out the way we want them to. Even when we're adults. So I can understand...."
Her voice trailed off as she held the young child close to her breast, feeling ... for the first time in she couldn't remember when ... feeling, feeling, feeling the warmth of a tingling of love for another person, a genuine concern.
For a time the two just sat on the small couch rocking, rocking, locked in each other's arms while the lad sobbed and shook. Tina stroked the boy's hair back from his face, pushed gently on the dampness of his long, blonde hair, caressing his face with her soft hands, patting his shaking, jerking shoulders. She felt the bottle of sleeping pills in her pocket and knew she would have to wait. She could not leave this youngster in such a turmoil.
Little by little, the child's warmth entered her body and she felt some spark of life ... some twinge of being somebody who was wanted and needed. This young boy needed her. He had come to her! The thought of being important enough to be needed surged her blood as she patted the child on the back and they rocked. It was almost as if this young boy were her own and at long last she had somebody to hold, to love, to be concerned about. For this minute, and now is the only time to be concerned with for yesterday is gone forever and tomorrow is but a dream, for right now, Tina had herself a child! She clung to the shaking youth and felt his warmth surge through her body and her love flow back to him. For this minute, Tina was happy, her eyes dripped a tear or two as she helped the child by just touching him, holding and caressing him. For right now she was even more important than his mother for the child had run from his mother to her, to Tina, to the wretch of a woman she thought she was. That thought had been replaced by this young boy. Tina was important, she was needed. She was more important than the boy's mother and TINA THOUGHT THERE WAS NOTHING MORE IMPORTANT THAN BEING A MOTHER ... and she was!
TINA WAS BETTER THAN A MOTHER! THIS YOUNG BOY HAD RUN TO HER! NOT HIS MOTHER! HOW WONDERFUL! HOW
IMPORTANT SHE FELT!
The warmth and love that had been caged up inside her body for years now gushed to this unhappy lad as she held him and rocked him like she would a baby. She felt her blouse wet with his tears and the thin material stuck to her breasts. Through the thin material her flesh felt damply warm from his shed tears.
She felt the lad's hot breath scorch down the cleavage between her well rounded tits. The heat from his mouth along with the dampness of his salty tears, the pressing of his hot little face to her breasts sent chills tingling through her body.
She felt alive, more so than ever before. HER NIPPLES WERE RIGID! MY, GOD, SHE WAS NOT ONLY ALIVE, SHE WAS HOT!
OH, MY GOD! THIS WAS NOT "NICE". NOBODY WOULD THINK SO! SHE COULD NOT CONTROL THE HEAT AS IT SPREAD THROUGH HER TINGLING BODY! HER NIPPLES WERE RIGIDLY TINGLING, HER CROTCH ACTUALLY ITCHED! SHE CRAVED, DESIRED THIS YOUNG BOY!
Now as she felt the torrid blasts of heat surge through her body, she remembered how good she had felt back then, and here she was getting the hots for the fourteen-year-old child she was supposed to be comforting.
A bit of nastiness floated through her body and she felt good about it. She felt like a child defiant of her parents, her husband, the law, the church, everything! SHE LOVED IT! SHE ADORED FEELING VIBRANTLY WICKED AND LUSTFUL! SHE WAS ALIVE AGAIN! SHE HELD THE YOUNG BOY TIGHT AGAINST HER
SWOLLEN BOOBS, DAMP, MELTING WITH HIS HOT BREATH DOWN BETWEEN THE PRESSED TOGETHER TITS, RIGID NIPPLES, HMMMMMMMM. TINA FELT BEAUTIFULLY NASTY, WICKED AND SEXY!
Tina and Bill rocked, leaning back against the softness of the couch. She moved, maneuvered until her deep cut neckline was right at his mouth. She felt his hot breath singe down her pressed together tits. She felt his wet, hot tears leak into her cleavage. She felt wonderful! Her nipples stood rigidly ready for the child's mouth. Oh, how she wanted to feel his young, hot, eager tongue flick her rigid rosebuds!
She turned slightly so that her boob pushed right into his face as he sobbed ... quieter now. She noticed that his little tongue slipped out of his young mouth to lick away his dripping tears. Oh, if only that little tongue would flick her eager nipple. Her blouse was sopping. Her neck and cleavage were trickling with the boy's tears.
Tina had to do something. Wicked as she felt, nasty as she was, she would throw all caution to the wind and let it all hang out.
"Feel better now, dear?" she asked lovingly, caressing his blonde hair back from his face so she could see how close to her jutting tit his mouth was.
Bill nodded brushing his hot face against her full breast.
"Do you know what I feel like? I feel like I'm holding my baby. Close to my breast. Feeling my baby's hot little mouth almost on my nipple. I feel really good about holding you, Bill. I never was fortunate enough to have a baby of my own until now. Now you're my baby. How's that? Do you wanna be my baby for just a little while? Just long enough to make the hurt in your heart go away?" she asked her heart pounding eagerly. The young boy nodded.
"If you were my baby and you were crying and unhappy, do you know what I would do? I would feed you. I would breast feed you. I would shove my rigid nipple into your hot little mouth and let you suck the warm juice out of my body until your body was full and warm and comfy. Did your mama ever do that for you? Did you ever suck her nipples until you were happy and contented?" Tina asked.
Young Bill shrugged his shoulders as he sucked in a gasp of air.
"Do you want to pretend you're my little baby while I hold you to my breasts? You can almost see my breasts as if they were naked, my blouse is so wet. See the rigidness of my nipple? Do you want to taste? Does my baby want to eat his mama?" She didn't wait for him to answer because he might say "no". She just went right ahead and unzipped her damp blouse and let her bra strap fall down over her shoulder.
THE BOY'S FACE WAS RIGHT THERE! HE WAS BREATHING HOTLY ON HER TIT!
Slowly and carefully Tina pushed his face to her tingling nipple. He offered no resistance. She about died of happiness when she felt his hot mouth encircle her erect nipple and she about wet her pants with joy as his young mouth closed warmly around her tit.
"That's mama's nice baby boy," she cooed. "Your mouth feels so good on my nipple. I love it the way your little tongue flicks across my tit and the way your warm, damp mouth sucks on my nipple. Boy, do I love it! You can't get any milk, can you, my child, but suck anyway. It feels soooooooo goooooood! Hmmmmmmmm. God, you're good with your tongue. I guess it's just instinct to suck a tit. You're such a sweet boy to suck my nipple. Do you want to suck the other nipple and see if they taste the same? Of course you do."
Before the young, innocent boy could say a word, Tina had her blouse slid back and her bra down around her waist. Her warm hands on either side of his feverish face moved his hot, saliva-filled mouth from one eager nipple to the other and back again. She let him suck and tug on one tender, touchy tit for awhile and then she eagerly moved his flushed face to her other tit.
"Mama's baby-likes that, doesn't he? Bill-likes to suck on a nipple. Your tongue is so hot and feels so good! Mama loves to feel her baby's hot, wet mouth all over her tits, down between them, licking, touching, lapping. Mama adores her baby boy's mouth all over her breasts. Feels so good...."
Her voice trailed off as she relished the arm and tender feelings on her breasts. While she felt him nip on her tits, tug on her nipples, she also felt something very good in her crotch. Juice. Thick, hot, trickling love juice oozing out of her steaming twat. Her clit seemed to be on fire with desire!
MY, GOD, A KID ... A FOURTEEN-YEAR-OLD BOY HAD HER ALL HOT AND BOTHERED! HER CROTCH WAS A SOPPING MASS OF TANGLED PUSSY HAIR.
HER RIGID CLIT SEEMED TO THUD IN HER SOFT, DAMP, SILKY TRENCH. JUICES FLOWED FREELY AS THE CHILD PLAYED WITH HER TITS.
Tina's head was leaned back on the soft couch as she watched the youth's blonde head move from one full breast to the other, sucking, teasing, tormenting her to blissful ecstasy. Her passions mounted as the innocent boy licked and lapped around her jutting titties, nipping here and there, biting on her nipples AND DRIVING HER EMOTIONS WILD!
OH, SHIT! A KID! A YOUNG BOY AND HE WAS GETTING HER SO HOT SHE COULD HARDLY STAND IT! MY, GOD! HER JUICES GURGLED OUT OF HER CLOSED CROTCH BUT THE WOMANLY SMELL FLOATED UP TO HER NOSTRILS AND SHE KNEW HE HAD TO SMELL HER CROTCH, TOO! HOLY JESUS, WHAT THIS KID WAS DOING TO HER! SHE LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF IT! SHE FELT WICKEDLY ALIVE AND NASTILY DELICIOUS! THE TINGLE IN HER TITS WOULDN'T STOP ... JUST GREW AND BLOOMED ALL THROUGH HER TORRIDLY HOT BODY! SHE ADORED HIS SOFT, YOUNG HANDS AS THEY CRADLED FIRST ONE FULL BREAST WHILE HE SUCKED AND TANTALIZED HER ... AND THEN HIS YOUNG HANDS MOVED TO THE OTHER TIT TO CARESS ITS FULLNESS WHILE HIS TONGUE PLAYED HAVOC WITH HER RIGID NIPPLE!
"Mama's baby's got some neat mouth..." she groaned, lazily moving her head, rubbing her soft, dark curls on the couch. She didn't want to miss a single sight of this young boy's head as he worked over her breasts.
"Mama's darling boy is getting mama all hot and bothered. My cunt's all drippy and squishy. Your little tongue's really doing a good job on my breasts. Oh, baby, I love it!" she moaned.
Tina saw stars as the child played with and explored her tits. She loved the warmth of his young hands, the wetness of her boobs, the sucking of his sweet, innocent mouth, the nipping of his teeth. All of it really got her emotions in gear as passion rippled through her hot body. Her crotch was wild with craving! She could feel the hot juices leaking to squish in her closed slit. Every now and then a tiny bubble of hot juice would trickle, squish up her twat slit to burst in the mass of dark, damp pubic hair. The bubble of her juice always slipped over and across her fluttering clit to torment her emotions just a little bit more!
Oh, God, how she would love to throw this kid to the floor and rip off his clothes and fuck him! She knew his cock would be just out of this world.
She couldn't do that. What she was doing, or letting the child do, was evil enough. To let the little boy play with her breasts was surely not the correct thing to do, but lo and behold, he was doing it and she was loving every second of it and could not stop him if she wanted to.
She watched his young hands grope around her big, full breasts while his young face smothered her tits in his kisses and nips. My God, he was just a child ... but, oh, baby, was he doing a job on her tits!
Tina squirmed and slid down on the rocking love seat. Her crotch jibbled, trembled uncontrollably and her womanly smells urged her on. Oh, she had never gotten so sloppy in her snatch crack since God knows when ... She spread her thighs and let the full, rich aroma of her womanly odors seep from between her legs. Her clit tingled passionately, her gut contracted as her passions soared to unbelievable heights. Her whole body twinged with excitement as to her own nasty, vile wickedness which thrilled her. She could have stopped the youngster from his play and exploration if she had really wanted to, but what she really wanted was to fuck the cock that tented his pants so much. She bet his young, unused prick was something to behold and God how she wanted to hold it, to touch it, to feel the cock throb in her hands, to touch his silky cockhead, to go down on him and blow him like she knew he had never been blown before, to fuck him, to stick his hot, thick cock up inside her warm, cozy, cuddling cunt!
Her juices flowed like wine from her snatch, creeping, gurgling, wetting the entire crotch of her tight pants. Her clit stood erect and eager for a touch, a feel, a caress, ANYTHING!
HER BODY CRAVED BILL'S. HE WAS SO YOUNG, SO INNOCENT, SO SWEET AND TENDER! She about burst as the youngster hesitantly maneuvered his feverish face around on her tits, sucking, nipping and then he kissed down under her full breasts and down the flatness of her body to the waist of her tight pants! That about blew her mind! She really freaked out on his hot, wet kisses on her upper gut. My, God, how she could imagine that wiggling, little tongue of his in her snatchcrack! Oh, God!
Her twat sizzled with excitement and her mounting pressures of passion prickled in her twat, spasming, oozing fluids, leaking, tingling ... Her hips rotated passionately and she felt the oncoming surge of an orgasm!
The young boy's damp kisses left trickles of his warm, enveloping spit down her sides around her waistband. His young, innocent hands massaged her full breasts while her nipples tingled erectly. Her whole body spasmed and Tina felt her orgasm!
TINA HAD THE MOST DELICIOUS ORGASM! HER FIRST ORGASM! THE FIRST TIME SHE REALLY LET GO OF HER EMOTIONS AND THIS CHILD HAD DONE IT TO HER WITHOUT EVEN TOUCHING HER CROTCH!
SHE SWUNG HER POOCHED PUSSY UPWARD AND FELT THE LOVELY, SATISFYING JUICES OF HER BUBBLING SNATCH TRICKLE OUT OF HER HOLE AND LEAK DOWN HER TWAT SLIT!
HOW WONDERFUL! SHE FELT ABSOLUTELY ON CLOUD NINE AS EVERY NERVE IN HER BODY EXPLODED LIKE THE FIRE WORKS ON THE FOURTH OF JULY! STARS SPARKLED ACROSS HER CLOSED EYELIDS AS SHE FELT THE WONDERFUL RELEASE OF PENT-UP EMOTIONS!
"Bill ... Bill ... Bill," she moaned, sighing, relaxing, easing back into reality.
The blonde youth looked up into her pretty face and just knew what had happened.
"I made you cum, didn't I?" he asked, surprised at his own talent.
"I'm still cummiinng," she whispered.
"I did it! Hey, wow!" he smiled.
"FEELS SO GOOD ... HHHMMMMMM...
I ' M M M M M M M C U M M I I N N G ... OOOOOHHHH ... AAAGGGHHH ... IIIEEEAAA..." Tina moaned while her body rolled and tossed as if in slow motion, loaded with the ecstasy, releasing the blissful pleasure, loving every glorious moment of this, her very first orgasm. Her arms reached for the young child who was at her waist with his young hands on her full, rounded hips.
"Oh, honey, I feel so good, so good ... your kisses, your innocence, your tit sucking ... AAAGGGHHH, MORE CUMMMMMMM, I LOVE IT! UUUUMMMM ... AAAAAHHHH..." She rolled towards the youngster's tented crotch in her ecstasy, her erratic movements so slow, so deliberate, so blissful, as her belly contracted, her pussy puffed in happiness, her snatch oozed and her clit fluttered wildly. Her juices just kept flooding the crotch of her tight fitting pants as she tossed and grabbed for the love child who had done this to her ... made her feel so wonderful, so passionate, so relaxed, so peaceful.
She tossed on the love seat and pulled the child up and over her half-naked body. Through glazed eyes she saw the long blonde hair, the clear blue eyes, the youthful face with the straight nose, the darling look of innocence, him!
She felt the warmth of his young body radiate through hers as she held him over her and whispered "Thank you."
The lad looked bewildered and stunned. He had made her cum, but hadn't she cum time and time again in all her years? Why would she thank him?
She answered him even though he did not ask. She saw the look of wonder in his blue, pool-like eyes.
"I have never cum before. Never in all my thirty-six years. You are the first one to give me the satisfaction all other women have had for years. I never have had the experience before and let me tell you ... what you did to me, for me, was the most beautiful act I have ever endured. Experienced. Adored. You are something very special to me, my darling. You have done for me what nobody else has ever been able to do...."
She smiled as she held his young face between her soft, delicate hands.
"Really? Gosh. I didn't know! I mean, maybe I shouldn't...."
"Why? With you kissing my breasts, making me feel like a woman ... it was all so beautiful. The orgasm was out of this world. It was like nothing I've ever felt before. Wonderful. Exquisite. Fantastic."
Bill put his head down on her soft, smooth shoulder and sighed. His young hands massaged her tits as he breathed heavily and she felt his rock-hard cock press against her pelvis. She felt the pressure of his thick, pulsating cock as he pressed against her wet pants. She heard his snorting breath in her ear as his hands caressed her tits.
Tina kept her thigh close together as Bill lay on top of her, pushing his prick against her pelvis until she could have screamed with the pain of the rock-hard cock. She knew she must not spread her legs! She would not stop at just feeling his tented pants between her sopping ones. She would have to have his blood-filled cock up inside her!
"My mom and dad have gotten into fights about you. My dad says you're the sexiest bitch he's ever seen and boy, does mom get jealous. Are you a sexy bitch?" he asked, gasping for breath.
"No, dear. I'm not. like I told you, you gave me the first orgasm I've ever had. Nobody's ever taken the time to get me really worked up. I don't just trigger on and off like a light switch. I love to mess around, play around, feel up a guy, have him feel me up, play ... you know. Most men just jump on and off and that's it. They get their jollies and I never have. My husband does it all the time."
"Do you think he would ever sit on the love seat with me and fondle my breasts? Heavens, no. It's get into bed, fuck and that's it. He gets his rocks off, but I HAVE NEVER HAD AN ORGASM ... UNTIL NOW ... and I loved it. You are a darling boy. Young man, I should say."
She liked the feeling of her hot, steaming juices trickling out of her twat and she adored the hardness of his young cock as he pressed tightly against her pussy hairs. His cock was so hard it hurt her pelvis through his pants and hers. She loved it and he kept caressing her tits, flicking her nipples, teasing, tormenting more and more orgasmic juices out of her drenched cunt.
"May I stay here?" he asked.
"I think you better go home," she gasped hotly.
"I ran away from home, remember?" he asked, pleaded.
"Your folks'll worry, you know. Do you want to talk about it?" she asked. "Could we tomorrow?"
Tina hesitated. She would love to have him stay. He was the son she never had and he was the lover she had never experienced before. With him around she could put the sleeping pills back in the bathroom and just lay back on her fluffy bed and relax. She could be fulfilled and happy, but she knew she could not keep him. He was not her son, he was Dora's. So he had run away. He was under age and the cops would be after him and she would be in big trouble.
"Please. Just for tonight. You've always treated me so nice when I've come over to do your yard work. You've always understood me. You talk to me. When I'm with you I'm not lonesome or afraid. Please, let me stay..." he begged.
Tina knew that with him she would never be lonesome either. He was the son, the fair-haired child she had always wanted. She adored him like he was her own. But! What about this sex stuff. This was something different. Sure, he would talk to her but she didn't know if she could keep her hands off him if he stayed. She might wind up being the rapist of a young, innocent child. A child molester. Leading him to become a delinquent. No, she could not let him stay over night ... unless he promised to stay in his own bedroom, the spare room she had always planned for a child of her own.
Bill said he would stay in his own room ... promised.
Tina told him to go on up and get ready for bed. She had some last minute things to do and she would be right up and she would turn off the lights when she came up.
God, how she hated to send that young, hard cock to bed alone! She watched Bill as he left the living room and walked down the hallway adjusting his cock and balls as he walked.
Her heart cried as she watched the youth leave her and she knew it wasn't fair for her to have cum and to send the child to bed with his stony prick. It wouldn't be fair for her to rape him, either. Or go to jail. Or suffer any more guilt than she already did. So her leaking, spasming twat cried just like her lonely heart did and she watched Bill turn off and go into the bathroom.
Tina quickly dialed the phone and got Dora's worried voice.
"Bill's over here at my place. I told him he could spend the night ... no, he hasn't said what the problem is ... I just didn't want you to worry ... Yes, I'm sure it's alright ... Cliff's gone and the house is lonely anyway ... No, I didn't have any other plans ... I'll take care of him for you and keep you posted ... Now, don't worry, Bill's like a son to me, you know that ... I'm sure he'll get over the curfew you put on him ... Yeah, kids are a problem but just be glad you've got him ... It's alright! I'll call when I can, so don't worry ... I'll take care of him..." Tina hung up the phone.
Tina stood with her blouse and bra hanging loosely around her waist. Her jutting tits still glistened of sparkles of the lad's leaking spit. She shuddered at the exquisite feelings that roared through her body. With her fingertips she flicked each of her naked nipples as she thought, BOY, WOULD I LOVE TO TAKE CARE OF THAT KID! HMMMMMMMM, I CAN FEEL HIS HARD COCK! OH, GOD!
Tina followed the youngster down the hallway turning off lights as she went, feeling the urge to go into his room ... and not her own!
CHAPTER FOUR
Tina stopped by the bathroom door and peeked inside through the crack at the hinges. Her heart pounded double time, she saw the lad take off his pants and out popped his long, slender thumping cock! That piece of flesh was the most delicious hunk of meat she had ever seen in her life, long, delightfully capped with his smooth, cocked cockhead, lovely, uptight balls. She heard herself moan deep inside her throat. So young, so strong a beat that his cock smacked tight up against his slender belly. Little glistens of pubic hair gleamed from the bathroom light. The child didn't have much hair down there but he did have one long, slick fucking stick. For being so young, he had a cock that would do wonders for any cunt. Damn, his smooth flesh looked delicious, the fairness of his skin made the thick, blue veins more visible as he stood in front of the toilet ready to urinate.
Steam scorched from her crotch as she watched the youth spray his yellow stream of urine noisily into the toilet. like gold in an arc. Pure piss like pure gold from this innocent lad's prickhead, going into a thankless toilet.
Tina could think of all sorts of things she would like to do with this young boy if she were free to do them. But she couldn't. All she could do was stand trembling, peeking through the crack in the door and watch the young boy take a piss.
Her crotch itched with passionate desire and dripped juice to her already wet pants. My God, she had gone nuts just because this child had made her have one tiny orgasm. She had to gain control of her body and her emotions. She couldn't go around feeling hot and horny all the time! Especially if this darling child was going to stay with her for tonight, maybe another night, too, who knew?
Tina was torn between her wonderful opportunity to lead this child on and perhaps have another orgasm, perhaps do all the wonderful, dirty, vile things she had roaming around in her head ... and just the opposite. To be good, a true friend to Dora and her darling son who was staying with her now, to try and get them back together like a mother and son ought to be ... or try and claim this child as her own for he had run to her, hadn't he? If she was able to win his affections over and if he did stay with her, would she be a mother to him or a wild, wicked adultress?
Her head was in a turmoil as she stood watching the young lad shoot his piss until all his glorious fluid was gone and he shook his cock to get the last drop of pee to fall.
God, he was beautiful! Tall, blonde, slender, tanned, very little blonde fuzzy hair on his body ... just like a golden statue of love. His cock was limp now, hanging over his hanging testicles, just beautifully. He turned to the sink and dragged his pants sliding along with his feet. He leaned over to step out of them and Tina about died of happiness as his ass buns split and she saw his tight, little ass-hole! My God!
Tina grabbed her crotch as she felt the tingles shoot through her squishy land of paradise. His ass-hole looked so sweetly puckered to her hungry eyes, she craved the feel of young ass, the tightness of a sweetly innocent ass-hole, she wanted this kid!
Tina was in a trance. She was glued to her sneaky crack in the door ... watching his every movement, his every muscle pull and stretch as he picked up his pants and his buns got rounder again instead of pulled to tightly flex when he had leaned over. She saw the line across his lower back where his swim trunks had kept the beating sun off his fair skinned ass ... white, pure, innocent. His white buns looked like delicious little white puffs of dough, soft, warm, hmmmmmmmm.
Just to be able to nuzzle her feverish face between his two luscious ass-cheeks would be heaven! He was just darling, adorable, handsome for a child and HE COULD MAKE HER CUM!
TINA OUGHT TO PULL HERSELF AWAY AND LEAVE THE SIGHT OF YOUNG MANHOOD.
SHE COULDN'T!
TINA TRIED WITH ALL HER HEART ... ALMOST ... TO LEAVE AND GET HER SHIT TOGETHER!
TINA WANTED TO DO WHAT WAS RIGHT, SHE REALLY DID! RIGHT ACCORDING TO WHOSE RULES? WELL, THE POLICE IF NOT HER MOTHER, HER HUSBAND, SOCIETY! It just wasn't right to seduce a fourteen-year-old child. Nobody would think so.
Too bad, so sad, that Tina's crotch thought it was a wonderful idea.
The fight went on in her head and she never lost sight of his young cock as she argued with herself. Maybe if she just accidentally walked in on him and got a closer look at his young dick, that would satisfy her evil longings. She could try it.
Eagerly she rounded the corner and burst into the bathroom.
"OOPS! I THOUGHT YOU HAD GONE ALREADY, SORRY," she lied, looking directly at the child's prick.
He didn't move to cover his privates up. He was too innocent to think she would ever do anything to him even though he had sucked those big tits of hers that were still bare. His gaze rested on her full, rounded breasts capped with pink rosebuds and his tongue slid along his teeth.
"I've got to put this wet blouse and bra in the clothes hamper, do you think you could just reach around me and unsnap it?" she asked nonchalantly.
Bill stepped forward ... to almost touching her body with his bare prick, slid his big hands around her body warmly touching her rippling flesh, and unsnapped her bra.
Tina gasped. Her damp pussy felt the radiating heat from his simmering crotch. Oh, his precious cock was sooooo close! One move on her part and she would have him right where she wanted him ... but she couldn't do it. So she shook and trembled as he gently pulled off her bra and blouse and tossed them in the direction of the golden clothes hamper.
The full length mirrors in the bathroom gave her a lovely view of the youth from the backside as well as the sides and she openly gazed, longingly, at his front side!
For a minute her dark eyes met his blue ones and held. They were the same eye level and the physical attraction was there, hot and heavy. Their mutual gaze was smoldering and demanding, craving, wanting....
He didn't move a muscle and she couldn't. She felt the heat burst from his crotch as her own wet pants were dribbled a little wetter. Her jutting tits were within a fraction of an inch of his young heaving chest and his rising cock barely touched her damp pants as the hard, young, pulsating cock rose to its full majesty ... hot ... close....
They were paralyzed by the intense gaze that held them almost touching, neither moving, neither daring to say a word to break this tender, loving, craving moment.
Bill was ready, in all his innocence, to lose his cherry.
Tina was ready to feel the wonderful fulfillment of another orgasm.
Bill was anxious, but hesitant, to touch, to feel, to know what sex was all about. Not just the tit sucking, but the whole fucking scene. His body roared inside with eagerness to try fucking, to see what a real woman could do to his rock-hard cock. He had heard from the guys at school but he had never been this close to an actual situation. He was game to try anything and everything ... but he could not bring himself to make the first move. He was scared of rejection! Scared of not knowing how to perform! Scared! His breath was labored as he stood, helpless to move, waiting ... for what he hoped would be a wonderfully fantastic experience.
Through that holding gaze, her mind was reeling a mile a minute, craving, lusting, longing for his cock. Just to feel it, to touch it, to kiss the smooth cockhead ... and all she had to do was fall to her knees in front of the lad ... and she would have it made! Him made and laid within seconds for his cock throbbed and steamed for her cunt. She knew it.
Their eyes told each other they both knew it! They wanted fucking and both bodies quivered with excitement ... just waiting for the right moment to reach out ... one to the other ... for the sexual satisfaction both craved, needed, wanted!
TINA MOVED QUICKLY AND BROKE THE ENTRANCING SPELL!
"I'm gonna take a shower and you know where the spare bedroom is, Bill," she said side-stepping his hot body.
"Uh ... yeah ... I'll go ... to bed ... now," he stammered.
"There are spare pajamas right there on the shelf in the linen closet."
"I sleep naked," he uttered, dismayed.
"All right, dear, whatever," she said, turning on the shower water to slightly cooler than cool.
"See you in the morning. . . " he said and dragged out of the bathroom.
"Fine, dear. Have a good sleep. The sheets are nice and fresh. Sleep well," she called after him nonchalantly as she could manage.
Tina wondered if he was standing by the crack in the doorway like she had been moments before. If he was ... and he was ... she would give him a show. She slipped her tight, wet pants down off well rounded hips slowly, inch by inch until just a trace of her dark pubic hair showed above the waistband. She stopped to stretch her arms up over her head and jut her breasts as high as she could while her dark, curly hair made a dark, seductive halo around her pretty face. Her thickly lashed eyes closed as she reached for the sky.
Her pants were just at her pubic line with little, dark curls popping out over the material. Slowly, she started to swivel her hips ... around and around, just enough to let her pants fall just slightly and a dab more of her pubic hair smoldered into view. She gyrated her rounded hips in a slow figure-eight and as her tight pants were just ready to slip off, she gave a couple quick rabbit punches with her pelvis and her pants dropped full off!
She stood, naked and bare, in the middle of the bathroom with her mature, rounded, ripe body reflected by the bathroom mirrors. She gave a jiggle here and there jarring her full breasts as she swung her full hips while jauntily stepping into the shower.
Tina caressed her body as she soaped her tits, her slender waist, her broad hips. The cool water fairly steamed when her hot, horny body stepped into the coolness. Just what she needed to get her reeling head to working normally. A cold shower. She had heard about that but until now had never needed one. Did wonders for her smoldering clit, her quivering clit, her gutsy belly. Her hands lathered herself and touched all the spots of her body, even the ones her mother had said were very private and only for a husband. She crammed her hand the length of her slippery slit and delighted in the wonderful prickly feelings that shot up and down her soap slick body. She liked playing with herself!
She had left the front part of the shower curtain slightly open and if the kid was watching ... and he still was ... he could see her run her hand into her spread crack. She could feel and he could imagine how terrific it felt when her finger slid into her spasming twat! Absolutely grand! She kept her thumb on her fluttering twat while she slopped her fingers in and out, in and out, in and out of her wet twat. The cool water splashed on her simmering body as her other hand fondled her breasts with the bar of soap. How delicious she felt. She hated to wash away the womanly smells of her orgasm, but she knew she would have another tonight as she slept, just thinking about that tawny kid with the long blonde hair. God, he was a cute little rascal!
She quivered as she finger fucked her twat, bending slightly in the shower, her tits dangling tightly while she thrust and retracted, plunged and jerked out ... all the time thinking about young Bill's hot cock!
The water splashed over her naked body, got her dark curly hair sopping wet while she played with her soapy, flooded pussy. She glanced out the front of the shower curtain and was sure she saw the young boy's face at the crack in the doorway.
How lovely. He was watching and she bet that hard cock of his was ready to burst with excitement. If she closed her dark, smoldering eyes while she finger-fucked her twat, she could see clearly his lovely, long, hard, thickly-veined cock smacked tightly up against his belly, his up tight loaded nuts, his round ass that was ready to flex and plunge, she saw it all. His young, naked body was engraved on her mind and she saw him as clearly as he were standing in the gush of shower water with her....
And her fingers plunged in and out of her slippery, slick snatch....
"OOOHHHHHH ... AAAGGGHHH ... SOOOOOOOO GOOOOODDD ... I'MMMMMMM CUMMIINNG AGAAIINNN ... UUUUUUMMM..." her shuddering body shook as she whispered her own happiness.
"I DID IT TO MYSELF! I MADE ME HAVE AN ORGASM! WOW! HOW WONDERFUL! I CAN FINGER FUCK ME ANYTIME I WANT TO ... FANTASTIC!" she smiled to herself.
She had done something to herself wildly wicked and she loved it! Never again would she miss out on having an orgasm, with or without her husband. She knew the trick now. The boy had seen, she knew. All of her shaking and muttering and jerking around in the shower with her tits bouncing while her fingers rammed in and out of her flooded cunt. The kid had seen it all. She felt slightly humiliated. Silly. Dumb.
Play it cool, Tina, my girl, cool. She turned off the water and stepped out of the tub and onto a thick, fuck rug. Her body glistened with sparkles of cool water as if her whole body were clothed in shiny, sparkling diamonds. The black, curly hair on her head and the patch between her legs really sparkled with the glisteny droplets of clear water.
"Bill? Are you at the doorway? I see you," she said nonchalantly as her hand reached for a big, thick, plush towel.
"Ahhhhh ... yes, ma'am. I'm here..." he stammered.
"Come in here, dear," she urged. She dried off some of the diamond sparkles.
"I ... uhhhhh ... can't..." he said hesitantly.
"You might as well come in here as to stand out there. You saw me have an orgasm, didn't you? I feel a little silly talking to you about it. That was the first finger fuck I ever gave myself. Do you know I've had two orgasms in my life and you've started me on the road to really loving them ... the feeling ... the shaking ... the complete release of all tensions ... Dear, Bill, do come in and I'll let you watch me dry off from in here."
"I'll wait 'til you get out 'cause I've got to wash my hands," he said lowly.
"Ah ... you did it to yourself the same time I did it to me. Come in, dear. You needn't feel foolish about it. I'll admit I do, but if you did the same thing; we can feel foolish together. Come in, sweetheart," she urged.
Tina was drying between her legs when she looked up and saw her baby, the sweet young kid with his hands all shiny and slippery holding onto his weakening cock which dripped long strings of cum from the end of his precious cockhead.
"Oh, my darling," she cooed. This time she didn't even think.
Tina fell to her knees in front of the blonde lad and stuck out her tongue. She started at the tip of the stringy strands of cum and quickly slurped them into her mouth.
"HHMMM, SOOO DELICIOUSSSS ... OOOHHHH ... UUUMMMMM, GOODDDD, I LOVE YOUR CUUUMMM. SO THICK ... SALTY ... NEVER TASTED CUM BEFORE ... GOOODDD," she muttered, nuzzling her feverish face against his hairless prick and taking his whole, weak cock into her mouth, drippings of cum and all.
Ripples of passionate excitement shot up and down her body as she huddled in front of the quaking lad, his thighs shaking, trembling with pleasure and eagerly watching her every movement. The youngster put his hands on her damp curls and flexed his ass, trying to jab his cock into her mouth. He was already lathered with her spit and his prick was in the puddle of spit in her mouth, but he wanted a hard cock in that hole of hers. He wanted to deep-throat her with a good stiff prick. He rotated his hips trying to work up another hard-on while she concentrated on licking, nibbling on his soft, sweet, young testicles.
Never in her life had she dreamed of doing such a thing as going down on her husband, but with this kid it was the most natural thing in the world. She adored his lovely, fresh, innocent cock and by his reactions she knew he loved everything she was doing to him with her tongue ... which was good, because she had no experience. Only what the girls said at coffee time and what she saw in different magazines. This was all purely spontaneous. She loved licking and nipping on his softly wrinkled testes and he shook and quivered with delight, so it must be right!
She wished he would put his young hands on her nipples while she tugged to get his cock back up. Her nipples tingled with craving for a feel but she realized in this position he could not reach her boobs which hung to his knees and his arms did not.
"Squat down, baby," she cooed. "You're shaking so much you're gonna fall down. I wouldn't want my baby hurt. Down, honey, down on the soft rug. Down where I can better get your cock, your precious dick. My, God, your cockhead's delicious ... so hot and smooth! So good. I love your balls. I can put them both into my mouth and feel the little ovals swish around inside the soft, sweet skin. You smell so good ... so musky ... so like a big, grown up man and yet, you're sooooo young. So beautiful. You've got a lovely cock, Bill, simply wonderful.
"Your cock's gettin' hard. I can feel it in my mouth. I can feel the beats, the heavy pulsations pounding in my head making my head reel with excitement. UUUUUUMMM ... SOOOOOOOO HARDDDDDD ... I CANNNN FEEEEELLL THE BEATS ... THE THROBS OF YOUR YOUNG, HOT BLOOD SURGING UP AND DOWN YOUR LOVELY PRICK ... UUUMMMMMM ... AAAGGGHHH ... OOOHHHHHH ... AAAAAAHHH ... LOVE IT..." she moaned into his spread crotch, now that he was sitting down on the bathroom floor with her.
"BABY, FLICK MY TITS, LOVE MY BREASTS WHILE I EAT YOUR COCK. WILL YOU DO THAT FOR ME? I LOVE IT WHEN YOUR HANDS ARE ON MY NIPPLES. I ADORE IT WHEN YOU PULL ON MY NIPPLES LIKE YOU'RE MILKING A COW ... PULLING, MAKING ME FEEL LIKE A HOT MAMA ... LOVE YOUR HANDS ON MY BREASTS..." she snorted, into his scorching crotch.
The limber, slender youth leaned forward to grab onto her rigid nipples to play with them. He felt the dampness of her hair on his lower gut as he touched her breasts. His breath gasped for more and more air. He quaked in his excitement of having a grown woman's face in his crotch ... any woman's would have made him experience the pleasure he was having as his cock got harder and harder and longer and more ripe. He jiggled around on his bare ass, all excited and passionate. God, her mouth felt good on his prick! Wait 'til he told his buddies about this! They'd never believe him!
NOTHING HAD EVER FELT SO GOOD TO THE LAD AS HER MOUTH ENCIRCLING HIS SENSITIVE COCKHEAD AND HER HOT LIPS CLOSING TIGHTLY ON HIS STEM SO THAT HIS WHOLE PRICKHEAD WAS WALLOWING IN THE THICK, HOT SPIT OF HER MOUTH. GOD! BILL'S COCKHEAD TINGLED WITH EXCITEMENT AS THE SENSITIVE, VELVETY SMOOTH FLESH WAS FLICKED BY HER TONGUE, BACK AND FORTH, BACK AND FORTH, DIGGING INTO HIS SMALL PEE HOLE, LATHERING HIS COCKHEAD WITH HER THICK, HOT SPIT.
THE CHILD COULD HARDLY STAND IT!
HE WAS SO THRILLED HE SHOOK ALL OVER AS HE KEPT PUSHING HIS ROCK-HARD COCK INTO HER MOUTH FARTHER. HE QUIVERED AS HIS ASS CAME UP OFF THE FLOOR WITH HIS THRUSTS OF COCK. His loaded, uptight balls were securely up under his prick stem, ready to shoot her sucking mouth full of his simmering, scorching cum!
His hands groped for her body as his long blonde hair fell forward to hang damply on either side of his young face. The small wrinkles of his bent, leaning gut rippled with pangs of lust as his hands felt, touched, fondled whatever part of her bare flesh was handy. He was losing control of just tugging on her tits, he was so thrilled with the steady, heavy thud, thud, thud of thick, rich blood beating in his cock, he grabbed at whatever was available.
Tina was having the time of her life, sucking and slurping at his young, stiff prick. She never had such freedom with a cock before in her life! She always was submissive to her husband, but with this kid, she just did with him what she wanted ... and she was loving it!
She was between his shaking legs eating at his cock, hungrily devouring the thick, pulsating flesh. She moved to his side so her nose could get down to his testicles and under to his asscrack.
HHHMMMMMM, THE FULL, RICH, HEAVY AROMA OF YOUNG MANHOOD THRILLED HER QUIVERING NOSE AS SHE CONTINUED TO WORK HIS BEATING STEM, HIS SWEET, FULL NUTS, HIS ASSCRACK. HER HAND WRAPPED TIGHTLY AROUND HIS SLIPPERY COCK AS SHE NOSED DOWN, DOWN, DOWN GOING FOR ALL OF HIS CROTCH FROM ASSHOLE TO BURNING, ERECT COCKHEAD.
THE SLICK SMOOTHNESS ON HIS COCK FROM HER SPIT LET HER HAND WORK UP AND DOWN ON HIS PRICK WITH SLIDING EASE. THE CROWN OF HIS COCKHEAD WAS
FULL AND BUBBLING THICK, RICH CREAM ... LUBRICATION ... HER THUMB SLIPPED IN THE SOOTHING, JELLY LIKE FLUID BACK AND FORTH OVER HIS SENSITIVE PISS-HOLE, MAKING THE CHILD JUMP AND JERK ... AND HER FLUSHED FACE KEPT RIGHT ON NUZZLING, NIBBLING, NOSING INTO HIS ASSCRACK, FEELING THE WEIGHT OF HIS FULL BALLS HOT AGAINST HER SOFT CHEEK.
The heavy sounds of her saliva lathering his crotch thrilled her. Her dark, damp head pushed his young thighs so far apart, she had him spread like a chicken with his thumping cock standing straight up, beating, pulsating, jerking in her clutching, sliding hand. Her hot breath steamed down between his legs, under his gorged, stuffed nuts to his tightly clenched ass-hole.
She delighted when the child lifted his pelvis pleading for more and more! Whatever she was doing, it was right! She thrilled passionately when she felt his young hand slip under her crouched body. The touch of his young, hot hand on her dangling tit, flicking her nipple and slipping slowly, hesitantly down her contracted belly made her fairly melt in the youngster's hand.
WHEN SHE FELT HIS YOUNG, INEXPERIENCED, GROPING HAND TOUCH TO HER DAMP NEST SHE ABOUT CAME UNGLUED!
HER CLIT SPASMED HOTLY, WAITING, WAITING TO BE TOUCHED BY THAT YOUNG BOY'S HAND! HER ANTICIPATION WAS DRIVING HER BEATING HEART WILD, HER HEAD TO DIZZINESS AND LETTING HER
SLOBBER FLOW FREELY INTO HIS STEAMING CROTCH. SHE LOST HER CONCENTRATION ON HIS YOUNG, INNOCENT CROTCH FOR A MINUTE AS HIS FINGERS EXPLORED HER PATCH OF DAMP, PUBIC HAIR AND THEN SLOWLY ... HESITANTLY ... EASILY ... SHAKILY ... INCHED INTO HER WIDELY SPREAD SLIT!
"OH, MY GOD!" she sighed.
"UUUUMMMMMMMM ... SO HOT ... SMOOTH ... SLICK ... I ... LOVE ... IT ... HHHHHMMMM ... GOOOOODDD..." the kid moaned, humping his ass up and down on the bathroom fuck rug.
Tina's thighs were widely spread forcing her rigid little peak to pop erectly for his approaching hand. Her tits singed with passion and her legs felt flubbery, rubbery. Not able to hold her weight as the child explored around the very top of her steaming, leaking crotch.
SHE PRAYED HE WOULD GO INTO HER CROTCH MORE, FLICK HER STANDING CLIT, PLUNGE INTO HER OOZING TWAT! HHHMMMMMM, HIS FINGERS FELT SO TANTALIZINGLY GOOD, SO HOT, SO SLOWLY EXPLORING EACH LITTLE NOOK AND CRANNY OF A SOFT, SLICK FOLD OF SKIN IN HER LABIA! HE TANTALIZED AND TORMENTED WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING IT.
THE CHILD WAS HAVING THE EXPERIENCE OF HIS YOUNG LIFE! HIS SHAKING FINGERS FLICKED, PUSHED, TOUCHED, FONDLED, SLID, POKED AROUND IN HER PUBIC HAIR AND HESITANTLY SLIPPED INTO HER JUICE SLICK SLIT. HE
THOUGHT HE HAD NEVER FELT ANYTHING SO SUPER SMOOTH BEFORE IN HIS LIFE! HE TRACED OVER THE LITTLE FOLDS OF SKIN AND TOUCHED HER ERECT PEAK!
"MY, GOD!" She shrieked as if struck by a bolt of lightening.
HER QUIVERING BODY SPASMED TO THE BOY'S HOT TOUCH!
He jumped at her violent reaction to his fingers on her clit and pulled his hand back quickly.
"NO! NO! DO IT SOME MORE! THAT FEELS SO GOOD! LIKE WHEN I NIBBLE ON YOUR COCKHEAD! ONLY BETTERRRR ... HHHMMMMMM ... PUT YOUR HAND ON MY CLIT AGAIN! I LOVE IT!" she commanded from her hot, scorching position in his crotch.
The obedient lad quickly stuck his hand back under her hovering body. He felt her full breasts, flicked past her rigid nipples and slid his hot hand back down her soft flesh to her matted pussy.
"OOOGGGHHH ... JESUS ... OOOOOHHHH ... AAAAAHHHH ... MY GOD," he managed to utter as his fingers slid back into her slippery slit. He dug around in her dripping juices and across her tender folds of skin until he found "that spot" again!
The more she spread her thighs the more erect became her tiny love bud! She reacted just like the horny lady she was ... her hips swiveled, her body quivered at his touch, her breathing was hot and heavy as she grabbed his stiff, horny cock and shoved the thing clear into her throat all in one easy slide!
The older woman and the young boy were lost in oblivion of sexual bliss! They were afraid to move too much for fear of losing just these right passions since each was doing the right thing to shoot the other to the moon!
Her little clit quivered and danced in the sloshy juices that his young hand caused to flow so freely from her spasming snatch. She loved the sloppy sounds of her lubrication juices as his fingers slipped around in them, touching her clit, sliding across each gentle fold of flaming, demanding skin until he plunged his two fingers up her steaming, boiling twat!
SHE GARGLED SOMETHING OF PLEASURE WITH HER THROAT FULL OF HIS YOUNG, BEATING, THROBBING, BURNING COCK! SHE SPREAD HER CROTCH SO FAR HER CLIT WAS PUSHED OUT TO HIS FONDLING FINGERS BETWEEN PLUNGES INTO HER SPASMING, GURGLING TWAT!
SHE BROUGHT HER HEAD UP OFF OF HIS THUMPING COCK, GASPED FOR AIR AND PLUNGED BACK DOWN ON THE YOUTH'S STRONG PRICK! SHE FELT HIS VIBRATIONS! DEEP IN HER THROAT SHE FELT HIS STRONG PULSATIONS OF YOUNG, HOT COCK! HARSH, HEAVY BEATS, DEMANDS FOR RELEASE POUNDED IN HER TIGHTLY CLAMPED THROAT!
"OH, MY, GOD!" she groaned, bobbing up and down on the kid's rigid cock. "CUM FOR ME, BABY, CUM IN MY MOUTH! I GOTTA TASTE THAT BEAUTIFUL CUM ... SO THICK ... SO CREAMY ... SO DELICIOUS ... CUM FOR ME, BABY ... I'M SHOOTIN' MY LOAD ALL OVER YOUR HAND AND FINGERS ... FEEL IT ... DIG THOSE FINGERS UP DEEP INSIDE MY
TWAT ... THAT'S IT ... FEEL THE CLUTCHING OF MY MUSCLES ... TIGHT AROUND YOUR FINGERS ... HHHMMMMMM ... OOOHHHHHH ... MY, GOD! OOOAAAHHH ... JJEESSUUS ... I'MMMM STILLLLLL CUMIINNGG ... SSSOOOOOO GOOOOODDD ... IIIIII LOVVVEEEE ITTTTTTTT ... HHHMMMMMM..." she moaned, tossing around on his gouging fingers, slurping hot and heavily on his rigid prick, shoving the strong cock deep into her mouth, letting the saliva covered rod slip back out, sucking and puffing, tonguing and plunging the pulsating cock back into her mouth.
AND THEN SHE GOT IT FULL FORCE IN THE MOUTH! THE YOUNG BOY'S ORGASM! ALL THE SWEET, SALTY LIQUID SHE COULD HANDLE AND MORE! SHE SLURPED AND SWALLOWED AS FAST AS SHE COULD AND STILL SOME OF HIS RICH, YOUNG CUM TRICKLED OUT OF THE CORNERS OF HER MOUTH AND LEAKED TO HIS FLAT PELVIS!
TINA SMACKED HER LIPS BETWEEN SWALLOWS OF THE DELICIOUS, YOUNG CUM! UUUMMMMMM, SO SALTY, BITTERSWEETLY DELICIOUS! THE LOVELY JUICE THAT COATED HER MOUTH SO THICKLY CAME OUT OF THAT YOUNG BOY'S COCK! HHHMMMMMM.
She trembled, feeling her own snatch all smeared with her love juices. She was drenched down there and felt positively wonderful about the whole thing! Really good. His strong, pushing fingers snug up inside her stuffed snatch while the sweet juices of her orgasm trickled and hotly oozed around his fingers and leaked to smear her crotch.
She pushed the boy's weakening cock into her mouth and ran her tongue around the swollen cockhead to taste the last of his sweet cum. Her tongue flicked across his beautiful cockhead and he immediately flinched!
"Tickles, I can't take that," he said softly, drained.
"Oh, baby, that was a good finger fuck. Hmmmmmmmm, I've never cum like this before. So wonderful. So beautiful. Such a lovely, glorious feeling. Do you know you have opened a whole new world for me? Do you know just how special you are to me? My darling, my baby," and she crawled up to snuggle the beautiful blonde boy to her heaving bosom.
Tears stung at her eyes. Release of tension. She was not going to die, she was going to live and love and be happy and hope to God the cops didn't catch her. This child, who could have been her own, had given her the only true happiness and satisfaction she had known for her whole life time.
She determined not to let guilt step in and rear its ugly head. She was not going to feel guilty about giving this handsome child a blow-job. It was her first and his first and it had been grand. His fingers, still in her twat felt delicious, wiggling in the thick juice of her orgasm.
Sex could be beautiful ... was beautiful ... was wonderful!
Tina held the blonde boy tenderly in her arms against her bare breasts and knew complete happiness. Perfect peace. She had a child in her arms...
A child, the fulfillment of her most womanly desires. She held this youngster so tenderly, so lovingly, fearful he might break and her dream fade. But it wasn't a dream ... she held the young lad in her arms, feeling his warm flesh against hers, feeling his labored breathing against her tits.
For right now she had a child to hold. Her most precious desire fulfilled ... plus this precious young boy had his fingers up her steaming, leaking snatch which ran heavy with her orgasm. This had been a good night.
She had planned her death. Lonely, frustrated, lost, she had planned the only release she had known. An overdose.
She smiled knowing the sleeping pills were in the clothes hamper along with her sopping pants. She had no use for them now. Not now. She wasn't lonely. She wasn't depressed. And she held a young child in her arms.
Her spirit soared like a bird's. She was at perfect peace. She had had orgasms which she had never experienced before, she had the child she could never have right here in her arms, she was not alone, she was happy.
Perfectly happy and contented. She tightened her vaginal muscles around the youngster's fingers in happiness and heard the small gurgle of her leaking cum. All her frustrations were gone for now ... and like she knew, NOW IS THE ONLY TIME. YESTERDAY IS GONE. TOMORROW IS A DREAM. NOW IS THE ONLY TIME IN WHICH WE LIVE.
TINA WAS HAPPY, CONTENTED ... EXCEPT....
THE SERPENT OF GUILT RAISED ITS UGLY HEAD TO HISS AT HER SIN. SHE HAD
SEDUCED A CHILD, AN UNDER-AGED CHILD, A YOUNG BOY! SHE HAD SUCKED HIS COCK. SHE HAD LET HIM FEEL DEEPLY INSIDE HER MOST PRIVATE PARTS. SHE HAD HAD ORGASMS ... AND SHE WAS A MARRIED WOMAN ... ADULTERY! A SIN! AND HE WAS A CHILD! ENOUGH TO SEND HER TO JAIL FOR QUITE A FEW YEARS IF HE TALKED.
She tried to wipe away the guilt as she looked with smoldering eyes at the youngster lying with closed eyes in her arms. His beautiful, naked body pressed against hers and in her mind she shouted....
FUCK THE RULES! SCREW SOCIETY! DAMN THE BIBLE! I'LL SIN AGAIN AND AGAIN IF I GODDAMNED WELL FEEL LIKE IT! DON'T YOU TRY TO TAKE THE FUN OUT OF LIFE FOR ME! I DAMNED NEAR DIED TONIGHT BUT FOR THIS CHILD! THE CHILD I'VE ALWAYS WANTED AND NOW HAVE!
FUCK SOCIETY! FUCK HIS MOTHER! FUCK HIS FATHER! FUCK ANY JUDGE! NO ONE HAS THE RIGHT TO SIT IN JUDGMENT OF ANOTHER! SO SCREW THE WORLD!
I'LL DO AS I DAMNED PLEASE!
Tenderly she held the lad. She hadn't hurt him. She loved him. But she had sinned. Not all the way sinned, but she knew she would go all the way with him. She knew she was in command of this situation and she knew she would not only suck his cock, she would fuck the cum out of him so much he wouldn't be able to walk, he'd be so weak.
Her body trembled with excitement as she lay on the bathroom floor holding the child tenderly to her maternal breast.
CHAPTER FIVE
Tina sat naked across the breakfast table from the naked youth.
"I've never done this before," she smiled, sipping her coffee.
"Me either," he gulped down his cereal.
"I think, my dear little boy, that you bring out the wickedness in me. I love it."
Bill kept eating while his young, fair face flushed a bright hue.
"You don't need to feel embarrassed about anything, dear. What we did was perfectly natural, sort of. I mean if we were more the same age, you know?" she said softly, sliding her chair around close to his so she could see his lovely cock while she ate her breakfast.
"What's age got to do with it?" he asked.
"Well, you are just a boy and I am an adult. I should have known better than to let things get out of hand. I knew what would happen."
"Then you wanted it to happen and I can't see what the difference in age has to do with loneliness and frustration and all that. I ran away because I was unhappy. Were you happy just before I got here? Maybe we were suppose to do what we did and are doing."
Tina was surprised at the youth's wisdom. What was the line, age-wise, for loneliness? Frustration? The reasons for these emotions might be different, but the emotions were the same and the answer was the same. They had both needed to have someone hold them, to love them, no questions asked, no demands made, just acceptance. So she was his mother's age and he didn't care about that. Why should she?
This age thing was a man made thing anyway. A man decided to mark off each sun rise and sun set and moon movement and measure time. So a person was so many moons old, or years of whatever, but how old were his frustrations? How old were his feelings of desperate loneliness? Those things could not be measured by a calendar. Who set up the rules that a person of a different age could not comfort a person years younger or older. Who set up the rules of society and all the do's and don'ts of how a person should react under certain circumstances. Rules were made to be broken anyway, so why make them.
If this young boy met her very human need and kept her from committing suicide, was that wrong because he was a child. Was she wrong in holding this boy to her breasts and quieting his tears. So time didn't actually matter and neither did age. All that mattered was they had helped each other and instead of last night being a nightmare for two families, it had been a good night for the two families and a wonderful night for Tina and Bill. So much for age and time. Screw it!
A pang of pain hit deep inside her heart when she realized this relationship could not go on forever. Oh, how she would miss her young lover.
But, every mother must release her son sooner or later and as a pretend mother, the day would come when she would have to release this lovely child who gave her so much pleasure, love and sex. Until that time she would enjoy every fucking minute of it.
Maybe.
Perhaps before the situation got completely out of hand and fucking did enter the picture, she ought to send her love child home. So far all they had done was mild messing around. Of course to Tina it was heavy messing around since she had never given a blow-job before or really had her twat felt up to any extent.
Up to now, all that had happened was some erotic foreplay which she adored. The two of them had had such fun last night. She could hardly wait for the dessert, the actual fucking with this lad.
The other side of her head was saying not to do it. Not to get too involved with a child, a hopeless situation. This situation of loving a child was hopeless to begin with but she had already hit bottom and nothing could be more hopeless than the way she had felt last night before Bill had come over and dragged her spirit up out of the depths of despair. No, this situation was not wrong even if it was for a short while. She decided as she sipped her steaming coffee and stared openly at his rigid cock that no matter what, she would love him, she would fuck him, she would do everything she always wanted to do with this child substitute for a man, and she would love her actions doubly since he was a child, the child she could never have.
Tina was fairly sensible this morning. The youngster had not touched her. Her emotions were not wildly rampaging, so she knew her decision was not influenced by passion ... just logic. She stared at the young, rock-hard cock that seemed to want to reach up to the table with its lovely, cocked, mushroom shaped cockhead. How absolutely beautiful.
Tina felt a pang of lust well up in her body as she watched the youngster's cock jerk slightly as it stood kingly tall just above his oval nuts. They were jammed with juice and looked like two well loaded testicles perched on the kitchen chair, so softly gorged, with the lovely, strong cock reaching upward to the sky, throbbing, thumping, with a dribble of clear liquid oozing out the tiny piss-hole.
A kingly cock with a diamond crown.
Tina licked her lips while her mouth watered for a taste of the child's manly cock juice.
She brought back her mind to reality since she did not want Dora prancing in on the scene at the kitchen table, her naked son with a hard-on and her best friend with a leaking snatch and bare tits.
Tina put her hand to the lad's bare thigh and stroked his leg while he tried to eat his cereal, which was difficult for him to do since he was just as eager to find out about this fucking as she was to do it to him.
"I want to tell you something, Bill, and you might not like it."
Her hand stroked closer to his hip hinge. She felt all his warmth deeply in her hand as she lovingly stroked closer and closer to his blood-engorged prick.
"I called your mother last night so she wouldn't worry about you ... do you mind, darling?" she cooed.
He shook his head and squirmed on the hard kitchen chair trying to get her hand off of his thigh and onto his throbbing dick.
"Now, I think I should call her this morning and tell her you're alright. We wouldn't want her to come barging in the door and find us like this, would we? I don't think your mother would understand and we'd both be in a lot of trouble. If you want to stay with me, I think I should call your mother and explain to her ... something ... so she won't come over. Don't you think that's sensible?" she asked, touching the very bottom of his beating stem and the top side of his full rocks.
The boy would have agreed to anything at that moment.
He had difficulty getting it out but he asked her if she would refer to him as "Little Willie" when she talked to his mother. His mother always called him "Little Willie" since she could not get it through her blonde head he was not a baby. He said he liked it when Tina called him "Bill". He knew she recognized the fact he was a man, not a baby simply by the name she called him.
He deeply resented being referred to by a child's name and hated the fact his mother thought he was a child. He couldn't stand being held in childhood when he was not a baby!
Tina made a mental note in her head never to make this child think he was a child, even though she, too, thought of him as a baby, her love child, a youth not yet picked from the vine while he was ripe and ready.
Tina nodded and reached across his naked body for the phone.
Her other hand firmly clutched his rigid cock and felt the beats belting through her hot, sweaty flesh.
"Dial your number for me will you, doll?" she asked, smiling.
"If I can remember it," he said. His eyes dropped their gaze to his crotch. He trembled as he saw her slender, white, dainty hand tightly clasped around his straight-up cock. His eyes watched her thumb touch his cockhead and smear the clear fluid around his pulsating flesh to make it glisten and shine.
Tina's crotch dribbled torridly hot juice as she talked to Dora over the phone.
"Hello, darling. Yes, I have your son here ... He slept well ... No, he hasn't mentioned anything to me ... Well, he doesn't seem to want to rush right home..."
Tina's hand stroked the lad's throbbing cock and he leaned back in the hard captain's chair and watched her hand go up and down on his rock-hard cock, stroking slowly and deliberately, smearing each tiny droplet of fluid that oozed from his piss-hole. His young, slender body trembled as his blue eyes became glazed, his long blonde hair hung over his slim shoulders and he watched her work his eager cock. His breath was gaspy as he slid his ass down on the seat of the chair to let his goaded balls dangle over the side of the chair-seat and his cock stood straight up, tall and mighty ... begging for more of her tender stroking, more of her hot hand on his smeared cockhead, more of her warm touches to his loaded balls.
Tina continued her phone conversation under much strain and stress.
"Yes, at this point I think it would be best to let him stay over another night. I'll talk to him today. I'll do the best I can."
During the pause in her talking while she listened to Dora, Tina leaned over the youngster's steaming crotch and gave his cockhead a deliciously warm, wet lick.
He squirmed and moaned passionately.
"Oh, yes, Dora, I fully agree about "Little Willie". He's a good boy. I've always been pleased with the yard work he's done around here ... Yes, I think he's quite responsible ... Oh, yes, indeed..."
Tina raised her eyebrows in exasperation as Dora rattled on and on at the other end of the line, typical hysterical mother upset about her baby.
Tina listened as Dora cried over the phone about what a good mother she had tried to be and how she simply didn't understand how her child could run away from home, such a good home and she continued to wail her tale of woe to Tina, who by now was down on Bill's cock sucking his delicious prickhead with the phone lying in his crotch as she listened.
"Do you hear me, Tina?" came the demanding voice over the phone.
"Yeah, I hear ... and I completely understand how you feel," Tina said after quickly sucking her mouth off the top of Bill's steaming, pulsating cock.
"What are you doing? You sound so far away or else we have a bad connection. You do hear me? Of course you couldn't understand about motherhood since you're not one. Oh, I didn't mean to upset you by saying that, it's just that I'm so upset about my little Willie.
"Imagine, just fourteen and he thinks he's old enough to stay out past curfew..." Dora rattled on.
I'd rather have him home in bed long before curfew, Tina thought, going down on his stiff prick again.
"AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT? HE'S BEGINNING TO NOTICE GIRLS!" Dora went on.
No shit! Tina thought rolling her flat tongue across the top of his luscious cockhead making him tingle down to his toes.
"It's such a responsibility to rear children today what with booze..." Dora cried.
I agree. It's much better to drink delicious cum juice, thought Tina, sticking out this throbber deep into her mouth and pulling the thickly veined prick back out all lathered with her spit.
Tina thought she was doing one fine job of blowing Bill while she listened to Dora. Proved to herself she did have more than a one track mind.
"Little Willie's father and I have given him everything..." Dora sobbed.
I bet not a blow-job like I'm doing for him.
Tina sank his pulsating cock deep into her hot sucking mouth again. Her sweet, warm hands cradled his dangling, loaded nuts while her cheeks hollowed and puffed as she bobbed up and down on his spit-slick cock. Her eager tongue whipped around his swollen cockhead and held on tightly with all the fiery heat of her wet, watering tongue and mouth.
"I just don't understand kids today. Dan and I have worked and gone without just so little Willie could have all the things in life he wanted. We're not rich, you know, but we do try to do everything humanly possible for our darling, little boy..." Dora's hysterical sobs wracked over the phone.
"I know you have," Tina agreed.
The tip of her pink tongue barely met the crown of Bill's cockhead and she tipped around and around in the oozing juice that emerged from his stocky stem. Goddamn, his juice tasted better this morning than last night! Her warm hands massaged his full ovals as she tipped his cockhead with her oily tongue.
"I just feel that if I could see him now!" Dora cried.
Oh, I don't think so. I just don't think you'd like to see what your baby's doing right now with his stiff cock getting nibbled by my mouth.
Tina's lips nipped on the very tip of the youngster's pulsating cockhead. She tasted his rich lubrication juices as she sucked them into her mouth and relished each delicious drop.
"Is my little Willie right there? Do you think it would be wise if I talked to him and told him how much we love him and we are just trying to do what's best for him so he doesn't get into trouble? You know how girls are if they want a boyfriend. They'll lie down and spread their legs and do anything..." Dora almost screamed her worry into Tina's roaring ears.
Good idea! I'll lie down and spread my legs in just a minute, baby, and you can stuff that rock-hard cock into my twat just any old time. HHHHHHHMMMMMMMMM, GOOOOOODDDDDD JUICEEEEEEE, Dora continued to blabber on and on.
"ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!" Dora screamed frantically.
Tina pulled her tightly sucking mouth up and off the youth's rigid stick, licked her smeared lips and said, "Yes, Dora, I hear you. I think it's all because of the pill and the way the youngsters are being educated now. The girls aren't afraid of getting pregnant anymore. So they'll go all the way with a guy just for a date. I do understand your problem."
"What are you doing? Sometimes you come through clearly and sometimes you don't," Dora asked.
"I'm eating," Tina said and almost had hysterics to hold back her laughter.
"Maybe that's it. Do you think I should talk to little Willie?"
"No. He's busy right now. I plan to keep him very busy while he's here. Let him know what it's like out in the world. I'll take good care of him, feed him, and love him. I'll talk to him. Now, don't be all upset. What are friends for if you can't call on them when you need them?"
TINA WOULD TAKE GOOD CARE OF HIM . . .FUCK HIM!
SHE WOULD FEED HIM HER CUNT!
SHE WOULD LOVE HIM, HIS COCK, HIS BALLS, HIS ASSHOLE!
AND SHE WOULD TALK TO HIM ABOUT STAYING OVER UNTIL SHE HAD FUCKED HIS YOUNG COCK DOWN TO THE NUB!
SHE WAS TRULY A FRIEND . . .IN NEED ... OF A YOUNG COCK AND SOME LOVING.
Tina assured Dora that everything was fine and not to worry and she would report when little Willie would be home and she was sure he would come home eventually and not go running off and do something stupid. She hung up the phone.
Tina was upset now. It really was no laughing matter to have your child leave home, but Tina thought she had been very humorous over the phone to her best friend. Then the serpent of guilt, the hissing, entwining serpent of evil, wickedness, unfaithfulness, adultery, THIS SERPENT REARED ITS UGLY HEAD TO STRIKE BOLDLY AT TINA'S HEART AND MIND.
HOW COULD TINA BE SO RUTHLESS TO HER BEST FRIEND? HERE SHE WAS SUCKING HER FRIEND'S SON'S COCK AND LAUGHING AT HER WORRY, HER CONCERN WHILE TINA WAS HAVING A BALL! HOW LOW COULD SHE GO! WHERE WAS ANY SIGN OF DECENCY?
She couldn't very well have said that little Willie or Bill, whichever, was just fine, loving his cock in her mouth, anticipating a good fuck. She could not have told her friend about last night sucking off Bill's cock in the bathroom and lapping up his cum. Tina could not tell Dora the truth!
Years of friendship with Dora was at stake. Tina's very life was at stake. Couldn't she have picked on somebody else? That thought had never occurred to her.
Adultery had never occurred to her and now here she was with a naked fourteen-year-old boy, his thrusting cock, her nakedness, the age difference, a friendship involved ... all of this pulling at her mind telling her the relationship was no good. What would her mother think? What about Cliff, her devoted, sex-stupid husband? What about her own consciousness? Her own guilt?
Tina barely felt the youngster tug at her hand and put it back on his throbbing cock. She was barely with it at all. Sin, evil, nastiness, vulgarity, ugliness ... all the things she didn't want to be or do filled her mind. The hissing snake coiled around her thoughts.
SURVIVAL! THE DRIVE TO SURVIVE STOMPED THE THOUGHTS OF ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING EVIL RIGHT OUT OF HER MIND AND HEART. THE PANGS OF LONELINESS AND FRUSTRATION WERE TOO MUCH TO BEAR!
FUCK DORA!
FUCK DAN!
FUCK HER THOUGHTS! FUCK GUILT!
TINA WAS GOING TO DO HER THING! HER THING WAS RIGHT IN HER HAND AND SHE WOULD HAVE IT!
Forgetting everything except the fact he was a virgin, she eased her naked body to the floor, gently pulling the child with her, tugging on his rock-hard dick.
The tile floor was cold and awakening to her flushed, burning body and mind. This was crazy! She couldn't fuck a fourteen-year-old virgin! My, God, she wasn't that nuts, yet. She sat up with the panting child beside her on his ass with his eager cock jerking obscenely toward her leaking twat. Her head reeled with uneasiness and guilt. She was going nuts whichever way she went. With or without his precious cock, her head was swimming in confusion. What had seemed so right and would have seemed so wrong (a week ago) now had her dark curly head in a dither.
Her naked body pulsed with eager lust for this luscious cock in her hand. Her head put up a good fight ... the friendships ... the adultery ... the wickedness of her evil desires ... the innocence of the child so eager to go on with the sex act ... and all of it was her fault. She should have stopped the whole far-out, ridiculous affair should have been stopped long before it ever got started ... BUT. . . ! ! !
HERE SHE WAS AND THERE HE WAS WITH HIS THROBBING COCK IN HER HAND, BOTH OF THEM NAKED, LOADED WITH LUST, HUNGRY FOR FULFILLMENT, CRAVING FOR EACH OTHER, WANTING EACH OTHER, LEAKING JUICES OF STIMULATION...
She fell back on the cold floor and covered her dark eyes with her forearm as the tears of frustration leaked. Her other hand stroked the youngster's pulsating, beating cock. Her fingers felt the tricklings of his thick, creamy juice getting sticky between her fingers. Her thumb kept carefully massaging the tip of his gurgling cockhead as her tears flowed.
THE PAIN OF LETTING GO WOULD BE TOO MUCH TO HANDLE!
THE GUILT OF FUCKING, SHE DIDN'T KNOW IF SHE COULD ENDURE!
She started to lift her torn body from the floor. Her shoulders were pressed tightly back against the cold floor. Through her dark, smoldering eyes she saw the child slip on top of her naked body, his knees working to separate her legs while his cock bobbed around in the fur of her pubic hair.
Drunk with passionate lust, she put up a slight fight to ward off the youngster's enthusiasm for a fuck. Her hands pushed against his slender shoulders, tried in vain to let him know this sex act would be wrong.
She felt his bony knees dig into her soft flesh as he separated her tightly clamped legs. The drippings from his anxious prick had matted her nest. She lay on the floor with his young, hot body hovering over her quivering body. Her dark head tossed side to side in protest as the salty tears poured out of her glazed eyes. Her hands pushed weakly against his young, virgin body.
WRONG! NO GOOD! ALL WRONG! THIS WAS TERRIBLE...
If she had squirmed and slithered on the smooth tile floor she could have gotten away. Instead she opened her legs and let the child into her smoldering paradise, her burning, craving cunt. She nearly fainted with glory as she felt his beautiful, fiery cockhead slip in her womanly juices, slide over her soft, sleek folds and blaze easily up inside her torridly flaming vagina.
The excruciating pleasure of that first thrust ... thrust ...
"OHHHHHHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHHHHH, UMMMMMMMMMMMMM, SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD, HOTTTTTT, THICK. ... FULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL ... UUUUUMMMMMMM, I LOVE YOUR COCK ... ADORE IT ... FEELS SOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOODDDD," she moaned passionately.
Her serenity of bliss could not be measured. All her witchery was lost in this moment she hoped to savor for a life time. A young, hard, virgin cock easing up into her tightly clasping twat as if feeding her tid-bits of delicious meat ... an inch at a time, lovely, delicious, hotly satisfying cock up her steaming, clutching twat!
"OOOOOOHHHHHHHH, MYYYYYYY GODDDDDDDDD ... she moaned, twisting and turning, squirming under his young body to get all the cock she could take. "SOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOODDD, MY VIRGIN MAN....
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW," was all the child could manage just before the blasting sputter of his jerking cockhead burst into a shooting geyser of blazing lava...
"OOOHHHHHHHHHHHH, MY TENDER BABY..." she moaned, hugging the young boy to her naked tits.
She felt his young body jerk and jump as his cock twitched and shot his blast of steaming cum. His prick must have been like a hose with a full load the way it squirmed and banged the sides of her squeezing, holding vaginal walls. His swinging testicles rubbed and bumped gently into her widespread slick slit. She felt with her roaming hands that his buns flexed tightly as he shoved in his blasting cock. He shook in a cold sweat at the glory of his first fuck with a grown woman.
He had barely gotten his prick inside her lovely, warm, clutching snatch and his sensitive cockhead had exploded hot and heavy. His slender body squirmed, his breath was in heavy gasps, his body quaked with lustful desire for more ... AND HE HAD BARELY MADE IT INTO HER HAIRY SNATCH!
"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" he mumbled, crying his joy and cussing his inadequacy. "GODDAMNED COCK! I'MMMMM SORRY! I COULDN'T HOLD IT BACK!"
"That's all right, baby, there'll be other times. Other times. Relax. You're just a beginner. You and me, we'll get it together. Poor baby. It was soooooo good, though. So damned good! God, I loved your hard prick inside me. I loved it. So good..." her voice trailed off and her tears bubbled and trickled down her cheeks. She wanted more, so much more. What could she expect from such a young, innocent boy, naturally he couldn't hold a hard-on. He was lucky he even got the dumb cock inside her twat.
Her craving snatch felt his thick pulsations, his gut-tugging beats deep inside her clamped snatch. The stump of his blasting cock lay beating harshly against her erect clit, driving her wild with passion! She could get off on those heavy, course beats of hot blood rushing up and down his stem so wildly, so frantically as his precious cockhead gushed and poured out his young, virgin cum. The feel of his burning balls rubbing and bouncing in her wildly spread slit thrilled her every time one or both of them touched her sensitive ass-hole. She felt his thick saliva trickle down the mounds of her breast flesh as he lay moaning, groaning, draining into her clutched, tight twat.
The base of his gorged cock pumped and throbbed against her anxious clit! Quivers of delight singed up and down her spine while her belly contracted to pooch her eager clit tighter against his throbbing, spraying cock. She got the thrill from his stump as it beat, belting more and more cum up his cock to spew out in a creamy shot and coat his cockhead and her flaming, clutching vagina.
His young, virgin cock was screwed into her tight hole so securly that only a seeping, oozing trickle of his delicious smelling cum seeped up to her nose. The thick cream leaked slowly into her already sleek slit as the child lay exhausted and crying on her breasts, his nose between, snug in the cleavage of her full boobs. His snorts of passion singed against her damp flesh, salty flesh, from his young tears of exasperation.
Tina squeezed her vaginal mouth to nibble on his throbbing stump and feel more the deep, harsh thuds of his weakening cock. Her clit jumped with delight as she felt the beginnings of her orgasm ... like tingles of sparking electricity all through her body, making her quiver and shake with eager anticipation ... and it came...
THE BLAST OF HER ROARING ORGASM FLOODING OVER HIS WEAKENING COCK, LATHERING HIS BEAUTIFUL PRICK AND SLIDING DOWN THE FULL STEM OF HIS HOT FLESH TO OOZE OUT OF HER SPASMING SNATCH AND INTO HER SIMMERING SLIT. HER BOILING, BUBBLING TWAT JUICE BATHED HIS BALLS WHICH SLIPPED MORE HOTLY AGAINST HER TENDER ASSHOLE AND HER ORGASM FLOODED!
SHE GUSHED HER THANKFUL JUICES AS SHE CLUTCHED THE SLENDER LAD TO HER BREASTS AND CRIED TEARS OF JOY ... NOT FRUSTRATION!
"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH, BABY! I'MMMMMMMMM CUUUUMMMMIIIINNN-NNNGGG!" she squealed. Her legs clamped tighter around his flexed ass and held that young prick securely inside her slobbery hole for all of her shaking, quivering, seeping orgasm. Her tears mixed with his as they rolled on the kitchen floor, wrapped tightly in each others' arms, hugging, kissing the salty tears from each other, loving the orgasm they both had, feeling the heat of their explosions, clutched in each others' arms.
Their moans and pants for breath filled the atmosphere. The smells of mutual cum blasted sweetly into the realm of air they were breathing. She smelled his orgasm and he gasped at hers. The youngster had never experienced such a thrill in his life. To fuck was really something. He was shaking from just the idea of fucking and he could hardly wait to tell his buddies about this! Goddamn, this was a real experience.
Finally, his young cock withered and slipped out of her clutching twat. She felt saddened at losing his precious, young prick. His virgin meat was no more. Now he knew what fucking was all about. They fell apart, lying on the kitchen floor panting, gasping like fish out of water.
The cool tiles of the kitchen floor sort of cooled them down and finally, through glazed eyes, Tina looked at her young lover. His long, damp golden hair like a halo cascading around his finely featured face, his straight nose, his slim lined lips, his closed, thickly lashed blue eyes. Oh, he was a doll, that was for sure. His hairless chest heaved as he gasped for breath. His belly so slim, his hip bones poked against white skin and his prick lay weakly over his soft, sweet testicles. His long slender legs, like those of an athlete, muscles relaxed now. His feet, even his feet were thrilling to her. His whole body was like a charm. Made her cum, gave her joy and happiness, blessed her lonely life with youthful life like a child of her own would do, drove her wholly and completely like the man she wished she owned. This young man was the answer to her every dream, her every desire and prayer. He was so precious to her she didn't ever want to let him go. She would like to keep him between her breasts forever and love him forever. Tears flooded down her cheeks. Some were for the release of emotion and some for the son she would never have, never be able to hold and love.
Her emotions were right on the brink of bursting and she cried openly and unafraid because she loved this child so much and for so many reasons.
She had to smile through her tears as she felt the warm stream of hot juice trickle in her trench. She felt warmed clear through by his blast of love juice. She adored the luscious feeling of after a fuck and all the delicious juices that flowed out of her hole to cream and sooth her love slit. Her quiet clit was drenched by the flood of his lather. Tina adored being well fucked since she had discovered the joy of having orgasms.
THIS YOUNG BOY WAS TEACHING HER LOTS OF THINGS ONLY HE THOUGHT SHE WAS IN CHARGE. SHE HAD LEARNED TO GIVE COMPLETELY ... TO BE ABSOLUTELY UNINHIBITED, TO LET IT ALL HANG OUT AND GUSH HER ORGASM. SHE WAS ABLE TO DO THIS WITH THIS YOUNG BOY.
HIS PRECIOUS COCK WAS GETTING HARD AGAIN, READY FOR ANOTHER FUCK. HE WOULD BE ABLE TO HOLD A HARD-ON LONGER THIS TIME. THIS FUCK WOULD BE BETTER THAN THE LAST ONE...
AND THE NEXT ONE WOULD BE EVEN BETTER!
CHAPTER SIX
Tina determined to make the most of this week while her husband was. gone and in her determination decided to get out of the same old missionary positions of fucking. With young Bill, he would do anything she said. It was all new to him and he presumed she knew what she was doing, though she did not. The boy was so young, and she was so old, he would assume she knew all about sex and fucking and positions and blow-jobs and the whole shot. The kid didn't know how dumb Tina was. He didn't know she had been dominated by her mother and her husband and society for all of her thirty-six years and that this experience of doing as she damned well pleased was all new to her as it was to him or maybe she would have been dominated by him, too. Only he didn't know.
The two sat in the living room naked. In front of the window. A new and exhilarating experience for them both. The house was set back off the street a little and Tina had trees and vines and shrubbery all over the front just growing wild and uncut. Subconsciously like she wanted to live, wild and untamed, only never dared to do so. Not with the pious-assed husband she had.
With this lad she could be Sheilah of the jungle and swing from vine to vine with her bare tits bobbing and he would think it was all right. He was all eyes and feelings, just waiting for her to come up with something new for him to do, or them to do together. The kid was hot and ready for anything.
They sat on the couch slightly apart and gazed out through the greenery.
"When's your husband coming home?" he ventured.
"Not for a week at least. How long are you running away from home?"
"For at least a week," he grinned, tweaking her nipple.
"Good timing," she smiled.
Her stormy eyes gazed at that young cock that was so rigidly hard one more time. The kid was quick but always ready. Seemed he never had to have much recovery time. That was good. Tina had never been so eager for fucking before in her life. With this kid, it was heaven.
SHE EVEN FELT GOOD ABOUT TAKING HIS VIRGINITY AWAY FROM HIM! SHE FELT FANTASTIC!
"Ever eat out a cunt?" she asked, knowing he never had.
He flushed and shook his blonde head.
"Ever felt up a girl?" she asked, spreading her legs slightly.
The youth gulped and said he had tried to and almost made it.
"You think this town is dull?" she asked, spreading her legs a little more so that some of her soft, pink flesh showed through her dark, smoldering pussy.
"Yeah," he panted, engrossed in the sight of her dark hair and pink slit, just barely visible.
"Yeah, what?" she asked, stroking his arm on the back of the couch.
"Whatever you said," he answered.
"Bill, you aren't paying attention to me at all, are you?" she asked wickedly, raising one knee so her foot rested on the edge of the couch which spread her slit just a little more.
"OH, YES, I AM!" he gasped, grabbing his jerking cock.
"Oh, you sweet thing, you shouldn't have to hold your precious prick. Let me do it for you while we just have a nice talk," she said softly.
She scooted closer to the young man and took his pulsating dick in her hot, anxious hand. She swore that every time she touched his lovely prick it was better than the time before.
"Goddamn," he muttered, breathlessly.
"like that?" she whispered hotly into his ear.
"I like everything you do," he panted.
She felt his one hand on her naked back while he kept his other hand on his far thigh leaving his crotch clearly visible to his clear blue eyes. She trembled at the thrill of touching, playing with, fondling his cock. She reached under his hanging testicles and massaged them lovingly.
"You know, the skin on your balls is almost like silk. I love to cradle them and squeeze just a little and feel the ovals move around in the soft sacs. Your testicles are just lovely. Now they're full of cum and bloated. Beautiful. I love your hot rocks just as much when they're all drained and hanging wrinkled and ever so soft.
Do you like to have me touch you and feel you?" she whispered tickling his ear with her wet, hot tongue.
Bill wiggled in excitement and scooted his ass down slightly on the couch. His mouth was at her nipple as he did so.
"Why don't you nip on my nipple for a minute and then I've got a good idea for us to do. Actually, I'm gonna do it to you," she cooed. "But you must promise me one thing, you will not cum! Now when you get so hot and feel the urge to blast, let me know. You've got to learn to hold a hard-on for a longer length of time. You're just so hot to trot," she giggled, punching him in the ribs to make him laugh.
She stroked his blonde hair back away from his face. It made her guts tingle to see his young mouth sucking on her nipple. She pressed her whole warm side of bare flesh against his and relished the wonder of feeling.
She had missed so much with her efficient husband whose only interest really was his business. She adored playing love games with this innocent young boy.
"Enough sucking or I'll have an orgasm and I'm saving that for later, too. I think it would be lovely if we fucked on the back of the couch right in front of the window and let all the outside world see the fun we're having. But, right now, here, put your one leg on the floor and the other up over my left shoulder. Nice.
"Now I can see your cock sticking straight up and slapping against your flat belly, your balls are right here where I can get to them and now, my dear, your ass-hole is very handy. Did you ever have anybody finger-bang your ass-hole?" she smiled, her eyes glazed.
The lad gargled something to the effect of "No" deep in his throat.
"What a lovely sight. Beautiful. A nice young cock thumping away, sweet nuts and a small, puckered ass-hole and all for me to play with. You're really a sweet young man to let me have your crotch to lick and finger and eat and suck. You're a darling," she cooed, her eyes staring at the delicious crotch before her. She felt his knee over her shoulder pull her face downward to his musky, widely spread crotch.
"Now, now, dear, let me take my time," she muttered, still in control of the situation.
Tina was in such heavenly bliss she just didn't know where to start on him. He was like a table spread with all kinds of delicacies. Each delicious, each wonderfully and equally enjoyable.
His young crotch throbbed with excitement.
Her tender, warm hands were on either thigh working slowly and gently upwards and closer to his testicles.
He humped his hips rapidly and his rough, long cock thrust obscenely in the air, hitting his flat gut and jerking in the air.
Tina put her hands on his hips and slowed them down to a sweet, strong pumping rhythm. Up and down, up and down, up and down. She knew this was tormenting the lad as he lay gasping, watching, touching her shoulders with his big hands and his overhanging knee. Still, she kept his ass from the wild, frenzied motions of an erratic motion.
"OH, GOD," he moaned, tossing his long blonde hair side to side in tormented motion. His thickly lashed blue eyes were closed in ecstasy. "Do something to me, anything! You're driving me mad!"
Tina cupped his lovely, bloated testicles in her two hands and bent to kiss them. Her quick tongue flicked and whipped as she licked her slobbery, wet kisses all over his nuts. She loved the soft feeling and the slipping of the ovals in his testicles. Tina was having herself a lovely time as she got to her knees with her ass in the air. Her flushed face nuzzled into the lad's hot, smoldering crotch while she devoured his hot rocks into her wet mouth, one by one. Her thick spit lathered his heavy balls one at a time and sent chills of excitement scorching through her body. She was so entranced by the boy's lovely hot rocks, so thrilled by his smack-up-tight cock she almost creamed her crack right there. As she slid one luscious rock from her mouth and the other in, her one hand was free to stroke his pulsating, pounding cock. Her smoldering, feverish face kept his hips gyrating at an even pace, slow and easy, which drove her berserk. She loved a slow and even punch, which she never got with her husband. With this boy she would train him to slow it all down to a very sexy, seductive motion instead of a wildly frantic, hurry up type of fuck.
Tina would control this situation. She would run things and she loved doing it her way. She had the control. She made the advances.
She would make sure this young man did his thing just as she wanted, this was her show! She felt rather important showing this young boy just how to fuck and how to get a woman excited. As time went on, she would show him all sorts of things she thought a young boy should know. When she got done with this young boy, he would be the perfect lover, although he wasn't doing too badly right now. He took orders very well and made her come like her insides were running out. Most of all she did not want him getting into the habit pattern of her husband, hurry up and cum, when she just wasn't put together that way. With her it was slow and easy so when she did cum, wow! It rocked her whole body.
She nuzzled into his musty smelling crotch and licked just under his balls. HHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMM, NICE AND HOT AND DELICIOUS! SHE WENT BACK TO SUCKING HIS TESTICLES, ONE AFTER THE OTHER, THEN INCHED HER MOUTH TO THE STUMP OF HIS HORNY COCK.
She sucked in her breath. Her happiness was uncontrollable. Her beating heart thumped in her chest as she inched her wet mouth up the kid's stiff, rock-hard cock. Her wet mouth nibbled, licked her wet kisses up his rigid flesh, tasting the leaking, smeared lubrications juices as the fluid dripped wet and sticky down over his cockhead to his juicy stick. His prickhead was like a bubbling, gurgling fountain of rippling lubrication juices and she loved the taste of the thick, creamy fluid as it coated the inside of her hot, licking nipping mouth. Her full, rich, ripe lips sucked in all the more of his flowing juices. Her fingers were at his goaded testicles and lovingly massaged under them, in the simmering heat, to work their way back to his cute little ass-hole. Her one hand reached for the bottle of hand lotion she always kept pushed under the front of the couch to use at night as she watched television. She squirted her hand full of the thick lotion, smelled of lilacs which she loved, and she fondled his cheeks and crack and ass-hole with the good smelling stuff.
Her fingers poked, prodded at his tightly clamped ass-hole, she worked his opening with her fingers gently as her mouth caressed his fuck stick with her kisses. She had the lad in a perfect position to get at his whole bottom and she was making use of that fact.
Her agile fingers worked at his button rectum to open it up for her.
Her glazed eyes stared up his naked body to get his reaction to her activities at his butt and he was watching eagerly over his sticking up prick which she was also massaging, fondling. Her fingers worked around and around and around his tight ass-hole until she felt his flexed muscles relax slightly and she snubbed two of her fingers to his ass-hole, in the thick lilac lotion and pushed in!
"OH, OH, MY, GOD! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE GONNA DO THAT! OH! OHHHHHH! FEELS SOOOOOOO GOOOOOOD," he groaned hotly.
Tina felt inside the lad's tight anal tunnel for all his sweet, young juices along with dragging in some of the lilac lotion. His ass-hole was so tight and smooth she shuddered as she nipped at his cockhead. She didn't realize a rectum could be so delightfully warm and squeeze so wonderfully seductively around her wiggling fingers.
Ripples of torrid passion tingled through her body as she worked and did her own experimenting with the young boy. Of course he thought she knew just what she was doing since everything she did felt so damned good.
She lucked out.
How could she fail working his bottom over like she was doing?
Her fingers pushed to see just how far up inside his ass-hole she could get them while she nibbled wetly all around his prick, kissing, loving, tonguing her happiness at the delightful feelings soaring through her own flaming body. She was having such a wonderful time, feeling the soft, easy pumps of the boy's pelvis, his thickly-veined cock in and out of her mouth as she bobbed around on it, sucking, puffing, blowing, her cheeks swallowing and puffing, her tongue licking, her lips nipping his most tender spot just under the swollen part of his delicious cockhead.
The boy rolled and tossed in agonized passion as all the wonderful sensations filled his body and sizzled around in his crotch. He worked to keep his cock high for her. She had told him not to cum, but my God, what did she expect! He held back and held back until his balls ached with a pain he could hardly bear. His penis jerked while she licked flatly across the cockhead and worked her fingers slippery now with all his fluids and the lotion. His ass-hole had lost its contracting ability since she had gotten her fingers up past the tight muscle which clamps. Now is was totally wide open to her. He felt like his entire bottom was laid open with a knife and he had no private parts left, no clinging, clutching muscles, just his wide-spread ass-hole which was being worked quickly by her agile, plunging fingers and his lovely nuts which were nuzzled by her chin while her mouth and tongue went frantically wild on his prick.
HE LOVED IT! ALL OF IT! HER TONGUE FLAT ON THE SMOOTHNESS OF HIS TENDER COCKHEAD, HER SLOBBERY KISSES UP AND DOWN THE BEATING, THROBBING STEM OF HIS POST, HER GOUGING FINGERS IN HIS ASSHOLE ALL BUT DRAGGING OUT HIS GUTS ... AND HIS PELVIS PUMPED AND HUMPED SLOWLY, BUT HAD TO GRADUALLY GO FASTER AND FASTER!
HE WAS NOT GONNA MAKE IT HOLDING OUT ON HIS ORGASM!
NO MATTER HOW HARD HE TRIED, HER MOUTH WAS JUST TOO SCORCHINGLY HOT, TOO SUCKINGLY TUGGING, TOO MUCH! HE LOVED IT! LIKE HE HAD NO CONTROL AND HE WAS AT HER MERCY, BEING RAPED, HE ADORED IT!
Tina had never had so much fun in her life! She was having a heavenly time with the lad's bottom, so soft were his relaxed buns, so sweetly damp was his ass-hole tube, so luscious were his balls, so ABSOLUTELY DELICIOUS WAS HIS ROCK-HARD COCK!
"H H H H M M M M M M M M M M M ... GOOOOOODDDDDD ... DELICIOUS ... AAA AAGGGGGHHHHH ... OOOOHHHH she muttered hot on his pulsating cock.
On her knees between his spread legs, one of which hung over her naked shoulder, she moved quickly like a cat from one delicious, luscious spot to another, driving him hysterically frantic while her own emotions shot out of control!
She wallowed in the wonderful, fantastic bliss of doing whatever she wanted to do to this kid and he just responded beautifully to her every action. Her tongue was flat across his piss-hole when her fingers caressed his prostate gland and his rigid cock blasted off full force in her mouth!
GUSHES OF HIS SIZZLING, BURNING, CREAM JISM DRENCHED HER GULPING MOUTH ... MORE THAN SHE COULD POSSIBLY SWALLOW ... LEAKING OUT OF HER LIPS TO DRIP ONTO HER CHIN AND DOWN TO HIS DANGLING NUTS, WET, SMOOTH, SCORCHINGLY HOT CUM ALL OVER HER FACE, ALL OVER HIS YOUNG CROTCH, ALL OVER HER FONDLING HANDS ... GOBS OF SPURTING CUM, MORE AND MORE AND MORE OF THE THICK BITTERSWEET LIQUID ... ALL OVER ... FLOODING ... DRENCHING!
HER MOUTH WENT WILD WITH SUCKING, AND BOBBING UP AND DOWN ON HIS JERKING PRICK WHILE HER FINGERS PLUNGED RUTHLESSLY IN AND OUT OF HIS ASSHOLE, TOUCHING HIS SPOT OF PASSION, WRINGING HIM OUT COMPLETELY OF ALL OF HIS THICK, JUICY CUM! "OOOHHH, AHHHHH, MY GOD! UUUUUUHHHHH ... AAAAAGGGGEEEEEEEE," the youngster managed to grunt as his hips swiveled and belted his shooting cock into her bobbing, bouncing, sucking mouth.
His young arms flung every which way, as his young body felt turned inside out with all of gushing cum and his laid open ass-hole.
"MYYYYY ... GOD!" he grunted, tossing, swirling, rolling off the couch with violent jerks of his young, passionate body.
Tina was like a leech, right at his crotch where ever he moved, sucking, tonguing, licking, demanding more cum, more delicious juice, more of her lover's insides. Her fingers plunged in and out of his sore, rimmed ass-hole stretching him to unbearable aching, burning, straining!
Tina was wild with greed for his cock, his balls, his ass! Her mouth was all over the child's crotch as he jerked and spasmed on the floor. Her face was hot on his dick, smothered deeply in his love area to suck, nip, nibble, tongue, lap.
Her hands stuck with his spread ass-hole until she had to grasp the child to hold him by the hips to get his cock back into her demanding, sucking mouth. She would have all of his cock, right down to the nub! Every drop of his jism would go deep inside her gut and she nipped and gulped as Bill squirmed, slithered, passionately unleashed all of his emotions...
She ate ravenously at his crotch drenching his cock and sparse hair with her thick spit while she licked up every single drop of his shot cum. Her tongue licked around his swollen cockhead as it got limp, to make sure she got the last delicious drop of his young, fresh sperm. She sucked the child so dry he thought for sure he had lost his tonsils. All of him was at her command, her delight, her sucking, her swallowing.
HE WAS HERS, COCK, TESTICLES, ASSHOLE ... WHATEVER SHE CRAVED!
The poor wrung out child lay motionless on the living room floor.
This fucked out kid would be of no use to her right now. He lay in a collapsed, dazed condition not knowing whether he was afoot or horseback. Her mouth-fuck had done him in for awhile. Damn her luck!
Her scorching passions zoomed through her torridly hot, quivering body. Nipples erect, twat gurgling, spasming for a cock, FOR HIS COCK! There it was ... laying weakly over his soft skinned testicles, withered, soft. Almost like a baby's cock, all wetly clean from her tongue washing, lying so softly over his lovely, sweet, darling soft nuts.
She fell on his weak crotch, while her own bubbled with craving desire.
"MY DARLING LITTLE BOY ... MY SWEETHEART, MY CHILD, MY LOVER, YOUR COCK IS SO BEAUTIFUL, SO GORGEOUS, SO FANTASTICALLY WONDERFUL! ALL CLEAN AND SPARKLING WITH MY SALIVA, SO SWEET SMELLING, SO LOVELY AND SOFT. OHHH, HOW I LOVE YOUR COCK! SWEET NUTS! DARLING, TIGHT, LITTLE ASSHOLE! YOU ARE TRULY BEAUTIFUL..." her voice trailed off in tears as she lay her head, all dark curls, on his withered prick.
The salty tears dripped onto his young pelvis as he lay nearly dead from exhaustion, panting, gasping for breath. His hand went absently to her dark head in his crotch while he closed his clear blue eyes. His long blonde hair was wet from sweat. He had never realized just how wonderful fucking could be. He just knew there would never be a woman as good at working over his crotch as was Tina.
Tina was suffering terribly with the itch in her own crotch. Her clit trembled for a hot tongue while her twat tingled, spasmed for a cock. No good. She would have to wait. If Bill could get his tongue out of his mouth, he never could manage a lick or nip. She had done him in, but good. He'd be moaning and panting for quite awhile, she knew.
Of course she had never had a little boy of her own and had only dealt with her husband who was in his forties, so she did not really know.
She hung onto the child's soft skinned hips and hugged them tightly to her steaming, sweating face. He felt so softly delicious to her, so young. He was not so innocent anymore since she had gotten hold of him. He was just what she had needed and now she had him. She lifted her tanned face to look at the sweet crotch just under her face ... like a baby's. like the baby she would never have.
She had this baby! Oh, yes, she had this baby every way there was to have him ... almost. Tears flooded her smoldering eyes as her crotch tingled for him, his cock, his loving. He had such a lovely dingas, so soft to her touch, like velvet. His sweet nuts hung loosely between his legs and the skin, wrinkled and soft, delighted her. Her fingers played with the child's love organ, exploring each tiny crevice of his folds of super-soft skin on each lovely nut, touching his weak cock, flipping it from one side to the other, loving its shape, the softness of his pure, peaches and cream flesh, the swollen slightly cockhead with the tiny pisshole, all delighted her and held her captivated with delight. Even soft, his crotch was heavenly to touch and feel. The warmth, the sweetness of his youth, the darling small cock that would grow and stretch until she could not understand why the skin didn't pop under such pressure. She smiled lovingly at his dick as her soft, delicate fingers flip-flopped it back and forth over his hanging balls.
With this child, since she was in control and could do anything she felt like doing, fucking was really an experience. She could touch him, tell him what to do, how to do it, when to do what and he just knew she was an expert because of her age and marital experience. She could not have the fun with her husband she was having with this inexperienced child. This child thought sex was to be slow and easy and the way she wanted it with lots and lots of foreplay. Her husband was on a time schedule and foreplay was not on the agenda so she didn't get any.
This playing around sort of thing was right up her alley and driving her frantically wild with lust. She looked at the sweet, soft cock and took it by its wobbly stem. The warmth of the soft flesh made her tremble. The cockhead was too heavy for the limp, little cock right at this time so the top of his penis toppled from one side to the other.
Her mouth watered at the sight of his delicious cockhead. She licked up the stem like it was an ice cream cone. She licked up one side and then the other. Her licks left trails of wet, sparkling spit up one side of his young cock and then the other. For an added treat, she tipped her pink tongue into his pee hole and tried to spread it. Back to licking his cockstem and kissing down to his velvety smooth testicles.
She shivered with passionate delight while her clit fluttered madly in her sloppy trench. God, she felt the urgings of an orgasm as her gut gnawed hungrily and contracted. Her womanly juices flowed heavily, her hair snatch spasmed in the bubbling, gurgling flow. Oh, how she craved a touch, a feel, something!
It wouldn't be this cock that she was licking like an ice cream cone. Still too soft and flexible to do her any good, but the youngster did have hands, if he wasn't too pooped to use them.
Tina turned herself around so that her pelvis was at his head and she could still lick his soft, sweet prick. She got a thrill out of nipping his cockhead which was so smooth and soft. Tina got a thrill out of everything, exploring his crotch, touching his balls, peeking under them, sniffing into his sweet ass-hole, everything about this young boy was absolutely delicious!
She felt his hot breath against the patch of her dark pubic hair. She was already a fiery flame of passion! His breath added to her flaming desire and belly contractions. She put his hand on her hip as she lay on her side beside the naked, worn out child. Felt so good to her!
She would help the poor dear. Since he was flat on his back, the sixty-niner position which she had heard so much about, but had never tried, would fit into this situation just fine.
No matter how she did it, the child would think it was THE THING TO DO!
She hesitated. Why not?
She tossed her ass up and over the child's face so that her muff was right where she wanted it, where she could feel his hot, panting breath singe up into her gaping twat. Good, OOOOOHHHHHH, DID THAT FEEL WONDERFUL!
"Put your hands on my hips, baby, and that way you can let me know if I'm too far down on your face. Is my womanly odor too strong for?" she gasped between licks up his strengthening stem.
She felt him shake his head as his flushed face banged against one thigh and then the other. She lowered her snatch slowly to where his breath burned into her spread trench like a forest fire. God, how good could a feeling get! Her thighs quivered in delight as she lowered her pelvis still more.
She could hear his heavy snorts almost completely muffled by her beaver. The heat of his breath burned up into her widespread crotch and thrilled her sensuousness even more.
THE MOMENT OF PERFECT DELIGHT!
HIS YOUNG TONGUE TOUCHED HER ERECT, WAITING CLIT!
SHE QUIVERED UNSTABLY OVER HIS HEAD AS BOLTS OF EXCITEMENT BURST THROUGH HER BODY. HER TITS PRESSED TO EITHER SIDE OF HIS NARROW HIPS. HER RIGID NIPPLES RUBBED BACK AND FORTH ON THE THICK SHAG CARPETING WHILE SHE LICKED UP HIS STEM, LICKED AROUND HIS SWOLLEN COCKHEAD, LAPPED WITH A FLAT TONGUE ACROSS HIS DELICIOUS COCKHEAD, DUG INTO HIS TINY-SLIT HOLE WITH THE POINT OF HER PINK TONGUE, WETLY NIBBLED DOWN THE UNDERSIDE OF HIS THICKLY VEINED PRICK TO HIS LOADING TESTICLES TO NUZZLE HELPLESSLY IN HIS SOFTNESS.
MY GOD! SHE HAD NEVER FELT ANYTHING SO GOOD AS HIS YOUNG TONGUE ON HER HIGHLY SENSITIVE CLIT WHICH ALMOST SPUTTERED INTO OBLIVION OF ECSTASY!
HER EMOTIONS SHATTERED IN ALL DIRECTIONS THROUGH HER FIERY, BLAZING BODY AND HIS TONGUE FELT LIKE A TORCH, URGING MORE AND MORE FIRE TO THE ALREADY ROARING FLAME BETWEEN HER LEGS!
OOOOOHHHHHH, HIS TONGUE! BURNING, BLAZING, FLAMING, CONSUMING HER LEAKING CROTCH, LICKING TOWARDS HER SNATCH, DRIVING HER FRANTIC, CRAZY WITH LUST FOR MORE!
HER TREMBLING BODY FELT SCORCHED, ENVELOPED IN A FIERY FURNACE OF PASSION, HOT ... HOTTER THAN HOT TORRIDLY FLAMING ... BURNING WITH LUSTFUL PASSIONS FOR THIS CHILD'S NOW WIGGLING TONGUE AS IT INCHED SLOWLY LIKE A SNAKE ... SLOWLY ... TASTING ... SMELLING ... TOUCHING ... TASTING OF HER WOMANLY JUICES ... EXPLORING HER FOLDS OF SILKY SOFT SKIN ... CRAWLING THROUGH THE THICK JUICE ... SOMETIMES POINTED AND TESTING, SOMETIMES FLAT AND EXAMINING ... LITTLE NOISE ... AS THE YOUNG BOY'S TONGUE RIMMED HER VAGINAL OPENING!! ! !
"MY, GOD! MY GOD! STICK IT IN!" she screamed hysterically, slithering her hips around and around trying to get the young boy to push his tongue into her spasming, oozing cunt.
The hot blasts of his snorting breath shot up her twinging twat to coil her belly inward. Her damp pussy touched his chin, begging, pleading for his tickling, tormenting, teasing tongue.
"IN ... JUST A LITTLE ... PLEASE ... IN ... IN ... PLEASE SHOVE YOUR FUCKING TONGUE IN MY CUNT! I GOTTA HAVE IT!
PLEASE ... JUST A LITTLE ... GET OFF THAT RIMMING AROUND THE HOLE BIT ... SHOVE IT IN ... YOU'VE TASTED MY JUICE, YOU'VE LICKED YOUR LIPS WITH THE LATHER OF MY WOMANLY JUICES ... MY, GOD, BILL, TONGUE ME! STICK IT IN! I GOTTA HAVE IT! YOUR LOVELY, HOT, WIGGLING TONGUE INSIDE MY SNATCH! PLEASE!! ! ! " she screamed frantically, rotating, gyrating, circling his face with her widespread crotch.
Her body shook as she lowered her twat on his sticking up, stabbing tongue!
"OOOOHHHHHHHH ... AAHHHHHEEEEEEE ... EEEEIIIIIIIGGGGGG ... JESUS ... OOOOOHHHHHHHH," she cried, slithering over his sucking mouth.
Her erratic movements, spasming twat, swiveling hips, wet pussy, clasping snatch all went erotically berserk! Passion flamed through her burning body as she jolted as if struck by lightening, tensions so high, passions to a peak, her body rigid with anticipation, and his tongue, his glorious tongue, his wonderful, passionate, wiggling tongue, his breath scorching, her weeping snatch on fire with lust, her gut contracted so tight it seemed to press against her backbone, her mounting, soaring, zooming expectations...
WOW! TINA BURST LIKE A DAMN! HER ORGASM WAS EARTH SHATTERING! HER FLOOD OF THICK CREAM BURST INTO THE CHILD'S MOUTH AND HE GUZZLED IT DOWN LIKE A MAN!
" UUUUUUUHHHHHHHH
OOOOOOOUUUUUUU, EEEEEEEIIIIIIII-IIUUUU," she shrieked, her body a shambles of movements, jerking, swiveling, tossing, rolling off his, coiling in agonizing pleasure, crying her release, letting go of the excruciating tension that had built and built.
She moaned her pleasure as she rolled her feverish head against the fuck carpeting to get rid of the sweat. Her hands clutched at her belly and her crotch. She could take no more of this child's tongue-fucking ... not now. Never had she been so highly pitched emotionally and the release, the rapid plunk to the bottom really drained her guts to utter dryness.
"Hey, hey, you alright?" he asked rolling her, shaking her on the hip.
Slowly she turned to the love child who so turned her on. Through dazed eyes she could just barely make out his long, hanging hair. His young face was a blurr. His body was a blurred blob of flesh. His hair, the glowing halo of gold stood out to her vision.
She tried to say something and all that came out was mumbles.
"You really rock-out, don't you?" he asked, cuddling close around her naked body, holding her warmly to his. "I like that. I love for my women to let go." He spoke as if experienced.
Tina gasped for breath thrusting her titties up and down. No good. She passed out in ecstasy.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tina called Dora every morning, faithfully. She told her she was making progress with her son and not to worry, Tina was sure "little Willie" would be coming home soon.
Tina tried to carry on decent conversations with her best friend under really rough circumstances, like now, "little Willie" was being a beast nibbling on her rigid nipple while Tina tried to concentrate enough to tell the worried mother her son was quite all right and that he was sleeping.
"Little Willie" or Bill as Tina preferred to call him, was a little more confident this morning. He cupped her breast in his hot, young hand and nibbled all over her big tit while she was trying to push him away and carry on a conversation with his mother.
Tina was having a bitch of a time concentrating on Dora's woes when her own tit was slippery wet with Bill's hot saliva and his tongue kept flicking across her erect nipple. The dribble in her crotch did not help matters at all. Her tit was pulled out of the low cut neckline of her flimsy nightie as the child sucked and tongued his kisses all over her breasts. Just as she thought she was winning and tucked her breast safely inside her sheer red nightie, young Bill would get up in the pretense of getting her another cup of coffee ... he was such a sweet child ... and instead, he would stand behind her, slip his young hand down over her shoulder and lift the other tittie out of her red, see-through nightie. Damned kid. Horny as hell. She loved it, but it was difficult at time. like now.
"Yes, Dora, he is eating VERY well ... He's sleeping just fine ... Yes, I'm talking to him about all you and Dan have done for him and what a wonderful home he has ... Don't worry ... Why don't you pretend he's away at camp? Yes, I'm sure he'll be home by the end of the week ... He has to because Cliff'll be home and I don't think my husband would go for this horny kid and horny me gettin' it on all the time ... Yes, I think it better if we don't get together for coffee today. Will you call Sally? You can explain however you want. Tell her I've got a headache if you want, or tell her you're having trouble with little Willie ... Yes, dear, I do understand your concern ... I'm taking very good care of your son, just like he was my own, you know that..."
Several more minutes of consoling Dora and Tina hung up.
Just like her own son, baby son, young Bill sucked her nipple, not for milk, for fun and to torment her into fucking. He loved fucking and so did she. Her home was like they were locked away from the rest of the world, just the two of them, and they could do anything they wanted to do to each other.
Pangs of hurt struck at her heart when she realized the week was almost up and her dull husband would be home. Shit!
No sense of wasting precious time thinking about him now.
She ' tilted her head back as she sat on the kitchen chair, to meet his lips which were full on her mouth while his hands took over inside her flimsy nightie. She felt the soft trickle of his long, blonde hair touch softly to her shoulders as his lips engulfed her, warm, wet, all consuming lips of a hot, young man. She felt like she was in a cave of blonde hair as it cascaded from his head down over the sides of her face. His mouth demanded more than just this all engulfing kiss, his tongue dug into her sucking cavity for more thrills, more excitement, more of everything.
She felt his rock-hard cock at the back of her neck as he leaned over her. That precious cockhead of his rubbed into her curly, dark hair as the youth kissed her hungrily. How wonderful was youth. Always hot to fuck! So was she and she was no spring chicken. She was not feeling her thirty-six years by any means, at least not this past few days and torrid nights.
His sweet, young, smooth face rubbed against hers as he nibbled on her cheeks and kissed her nose softly, tenderly. His hot lips nibbled to her forehead as his tongue touched her flushed flesh.
She was overwhelmed by his tenderness as he nibbled at her eyelids and kissed them passionately. Her arms went up and over her head to hold the youngster to her, to kiss her, to keep fondling her breasts, to keep his throbbing cockhead pulsating at the back of her neck. She loved it all.
Her heart pounded under her meaty flesh of boobs while the child hovered over her from the back. She basked in the luxury of his warm, tender kisses and wished he would never stop. He was so wonderful.
Her whole body warmed instantly to his soft touches, his tender fondlings. OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH, THIS KID HAD IT ... WHATEVER IT TAKES TO GET A WOMAN SO HOT THAT JUST TO LOOK AT HIM, HER CROTCH STEAMED...
Not just every man had the ability to turn on a woman by just a glance, a touch, a smile. Bill had it in his clear, blue, twinkling eyes that just seemed to cut the rest of the world out of existence. His touch made her feel like no other touch would ever do as well as his special way of brushing his hand against hers. The way he was so devoted to her every whim, her every possible desire, so considerate of her needs and wants.
The thumping of his cockhead at the back of her neckline, pushing into her dark curls, beating against her head, made her head rock with dizzy desire. She wanted to turn around and take his throbbing cockhead into her watering, lustful mouth and devour it, suck it dry of all its delicious juice, lick the sweet smelling juice from the pisshole, adore his swollen prickhead with her kisses, love his crown with her tongue, consume his cock with her mouth...
OH, THIS KID'S TURNED HER INSIDE OUT WITH WILD CRAVINGS AND DESIRES! HER CROTCH STEAMED, GURGLED WITH LEAKING JUICES, BUBBLED WITH THE TRICKLES OF PASSION AND HE WAS ONLY KISSING HER AND TOUCHING HER TITS!
Tina stood up in her sheer red nightie and went into the young boy's arms, kissing his neck, nuzzling his ears, frantically tonguing his face, his lips, his mouth. She was held secure by his strong arms, his prick pressing harshly against her pubic bone and hurting her so wonderfully. She felt his demand for orgasm in the fiercely strong beats of cock at her pussy.
"HHHHMMMMMMM, I WANT YOU..." she whispered hotly into his damp ear as she tongued in.
Her answer was a strong pull of her well rounded hips against his up-tight cock, smacked tightly against his flat belly. She adored flat bellies. His arms brought her so close she was almost inside him, what with the flatness of his gut, her body was sealed to his all the way down. She felt his every young heart beat, his every quiver of flesh, his rock-hard dick against her soft flesh as he held her tight.
He slipped his arm around her warm, seductive body so his hand held her jutting breast and they walked out of the kitchen, side by side, hip against hip in perfect coordination. They had fucked in the kitchen and it was their unspoken motto never to screw in the same place twice, never in the same position more than once ... if they could help it, and preferably never in the basic missionary position. Tina had had enough of being on the bottom, banged, and it was all over.
No, her trainee would never be boring to whomever he married. Oh, that pang of hurt when she realized that someday she would have to give him up to some young girl as a husband. All mothers had to give away their sons and he was like her son, with a few added fringe benefits.
She stopped behind the love seat which faced the window to the front, the vines, their private jungle. Her dark, smoldering eyes told him this was the place and her breasts rubbed against his bare chest as she turned to kiss him tenderly.
He looked questioningly at her.
"It'll work. This is just a warm up quickie type fuck, dear. This one you can just ram that cock inside my hole and blast off. You always cum quickly on the first fuck of the day, and then we'll do something else. Now, I'm gonna just lean over the back of this love seat and you're gonna just jam that deliciously hard prick in my cunt.
"I know how your balls must ache. I want you to be able to play around for quite awhile after this fuck. You do look a big pale. Remind me to give you some vitamin pills today."
Tina leaned over the back of the couch and her long, flowing, red, sheer gown flared widely.
Her breasts pressed firmly against the back of the loveseat as she leaned.
The loveseat got her right in the middle as she left the young boy's arms.
"I know you've never actually explored with your eyes. It's always been a sort of feel type exploration. This time I want you to look. You're gonna have to look at my buns, examine my slit from the back and notice just where you aim that cock of yours or you're gonna wind up with an ass fuck instead of a cunt fuck. The ass fucking we'll get to later. Now I wanna feel your rough cock up my snatch.
"Now pick up my gown and take a good look," she urged.
She felt the movements of the yards of thin material as the youth struggled to hike up the sheer, fiery material to expose his target.
He gasped and his throbber jerked impatiently.
His young balls were loaded and he was gurgling juice from the pisshole in the tip of his prick. Bill was ready for this "quickie" and she knew it by his tremblings.
The boy stood frozen, paralyzed with joy as he eyed her soft, billowy buns, her asscrack, the slit that was closed but held his land of paradise, and her patches of dark, curly hair towards the front.
Tina reached around and took her hands to spread her asscrack wide for the hesitant boy.
"LOOK AT MY ASSHOLE . . .TOUCH IT ... GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES AND KISS MY ASSHOLE ... THAT'S THE GOOD BOY ... NOW PUT YOUR FINGER TO MY ASSHOLE AND SLIDE YOUR FINGER IN THE CREAMY JUICE TO MY SPASMING SNATCH ... KEEP KISSING MY RECTUM ... OOOOOHHHHHHHHH, THAT'S RIGHT! FEELS SOOOOOO GOOOOODDDD! I LOVE IT! HMMMMMMMMM, YOUR WET KISSES TO MY ASSHOLE, UUUUUUMMMMMM, I ADORE YOUR TONGUE LICKING AROUND LIKE THAT ... OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH, AHHHHH," she moaned getting dizzier and dizzier with the lust of passion and the fact her head dangled over the back of the loveseat.
Tina had found herself a real lover. He hesitated a lot, but man, he got right in there and licked her ass-hole like a man who had done it for years and really got involved with his tonguing of her rectum. She got him started and he just seemed to know which way to go from there on.
She felt the heat of his tongue, the heavy slobber as he kissed and nibbled at her rectum. Spirals of furious passion zoomed through her sweating body as his fingers slipped into the swollen, damp slit to her eager cunt.
OOOOOHHHHHH, THE GLORIOUS FEELING OF HIS YOUNG FINGERS IN HER JUICY SLIT ... EASING CLOSER AND CLOSER TO HER SPASMING CUNT ... WHILE HIS HOT LIPS KISSED, SUCKED AT HER TENDER, SENSITIVE ASSHOLE ... OH, MY, GOD, SHE SHIVERED IN EAGER ANTICIPATION ... HER HANDS TUGGED TO WIDEN HER SLIT FOR HIS SLIPPING FINGERS AND TONGUING MOUTH. SHE COULD HARDLY STAND THE ECSTASY AND BLISS OF HIS TONGUE LICKING AT HER ASSHOLE, SHE SHOOK FRANTICALLY.
HIS MOUTH TOUCHED LIKE FIRE! SPARKS FLEW WITH HIS EVERY MOVEMENT! HER BURNING, FLAMING CROTCH WAS A MASS OF EROTIC CURRENTS SHOOTING PASSIONATE DESIRE BACK AND FORTH AS HIS YOUNG FINGERS TOUCHED ONE SIDE OF HER SILKY SLIT AND THEN THE OTHER.
SHE ABOUT EXPLODED WHEN SHE FELT HIS YOUNG, STRONG FINGERS AT THE OPENING OF HER SPASMING TWAT!
This kid had her worked to such a hectic, frantic, frenzied state of desire that no matter where he touched her, she was like a firecracker on fire, ready to explode!
His fingers went around her clasping vaginal opening and slipped to her quivering clit.
Her head roared with the rush of hot blood flooding her blood stream. Prickles of heat stood out in tiny water bubbles all over her body as her bottom, spread and waiting, got squishy and swollen, reddened with the onrush of passion, as Bill felt her erect clit, saw her erect clit when he moved his mouth from her ass-hole, pinched her fluttering clit and tugged on the slippery, wet little rosebud.
She felt the blast of his hot breath sear up and down her squashy crack as he examined each and every little fold in her crotch. He was entranced by her jerking clit.
This was good since her orgasms came mostly from her clitoris. She was thrilled as he played with her clit, tongued the rigid bit of flesh, used his own hands to spread her labia and get his scorching mouth to the lovebud that drove her crazy with desire!
She heard the scuffle of him crawling around on his knees as he snorted, sniffed, licked her clit to soaring orbit! Her body quaked and wracked with the luscious feelings his hot breath, his flicking tongue, his pulling hands produced in her bubbling, spasming crotch.
She tossed her head frantically, hysterically at the joys of lust that burned in her hungry crotch. She would never make it for him to stick her with his cock. She felt the urgent demands of her fiery body as she quivered, shook, loved what the kid was doing in her spread slit.
TREMENDOUS THRILLS BOLTED THROUGH HER BODY!
FANTASTIC HEAT BUILT TO NEAR EXPLOSIVENESS IN HER CROTCH.
SHE FELT HER VAGINAL MOUTH QUIVER AND WEEP!
HER ASSHOLE PUCKERED AS IF CLUTCHING A DEEP PLUNGING COCK.
HER CLIT WENT WILD! HIS HOT, BURNING TONGUE, HIS SNORTING BREATH, HIS FINGERS PULLING HER SOFT, DAMP FLESH AWAY FROM HER LOVEBUD TO FULLY EXPOSE THE RIGID PIECE OF MEAT, ALL OF IT!
TOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!! !
"UUUMMM, OH! AAAAAHHHHHHH, AGHHHHHHHHH!" she muttered into the furniture as her body sputtered, spiraled into ecstasy, flipped into heavenly bliss and blasted off into orbit!
"I'MMMMMMMMMMMM C U MMM MM IIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG," she gasped, unable to move, just let the roll and gush of her fluids ripple out of her love hole.
The palm of his hand was there to catch the flood of her jism while his nose still snorted into her clit, driving her berserk with passion. Her orgasm wouldn't quit and the kid had one hell of a hand full of juice.
She loved his hot breath scorching into her fiery crotch as her juice trickled and gushed more and more. She sure didn't work like a switch as she had told her husband time and time before, her juices just didn't just stop and start like the flicking on and off of a light switch. With young Bill she seemed to have shorted out ... she couldn't stop!
She felt the youngster's smeared hand rub into her snatchcrack ever so easily as his hot breath snorted up against her rapidly jittering clit. Her gush of cum flooded and added to his well lathered hand.
She felt regret as the heat of his young face slowly backed off her wracking body, but she knew it must be for his jerking cock needed release. She thrilled anew when the beautiful cockhead snubbed to her ass-hole.
This was not how she had it planned but apparently the kid had a few things he wanted to try. Her whole crack was drenched as he had rubbed and caressed her flood of hot cum all up and down her widespread slit.
Her rectum burned with the fiery heat of his pushing cockhead into her puckered ass-hole. So tight. She felt the force, the wiggling around, the pulling of one side of her ass-hole and then the other to get his swollen cockhead even into her butt.
Her passionate moans of pleasure urged him on and on to work at her ass-hole until the sweat rolled off of his young face. His long, blonde hair drooped at the sides of his young, soft, flushed face. His strong, immature hands worked like a sonovabitch to get his swollen prickhead into her tight, smeared hole. His breathing was labored, heavy, snorty, as he gasped his anguish and excitement while working to get his dick into her ass-hole. Finally he saw his smooth cockhead slip in against much resistance. He pushed and pushed his rigid cock into her tight hole and when he had passed the sphincter muscle the going was much easier. He pushed his young, exploring cock inside more and more and lived the tight, tight clutching of her ass-hole. His body shivered with happiness. His super sensitive cockhead explored in, in, in to feel her soft, silky rectum walls squeezing tightly around his plunging in cock. He really liked this. Maybe even better than her cunt which had more play to it.
Every thrust of jabbing, rocking cock belted deeply into her, wracking her body severely. Her ass-hole burned like fury, stretched, pulled, as the kid kept stuffing his rigid flesh into her tender rectum, pulling it out slightly, and heaving his prick back in with all the force he could manage, which rattled her brains.
When he leaned over her curled back, his flat belly bent with hers and his hands reached for her flesh. His cock was securely in her ass-hole, tightly screwed into paradise, now his hands reached for her tits and the back of his loveseat.
She heard his young, eager snorts as his hips humped her ass and his fingers touched the hot flesh of her hanging titties. His fingers seemed to know just what to do to her rigid nipples to send scorching fire through her bent-over body as she hung over the back of the loveseat, being ass fucked by this child.
The juices in her rectum rushed to her rescue as he pumped. She felt soothing, creamy juices ooze out of her tightly clasped ass-hole with his every pumping motion. The sweet odors of her lovely orgasm seeped to her sucking, gasping nostrils while the lad pumped the living hell out of her tight, clutching rectum. It seemed to her a rough fuck but she knew the boy to be too gentle to rip her apart, but then again, his cock was long and tough, ridged with thick veins of bluish blood which would act like sandpaper against her smooth, tender flesh. She relaxed as he fucked her hole in and out, in and out, digging, grinding, pushing his throbbing, beating cock into her silkiness for more of the tightness he craved curled around his prickhead. He thought the most wonderful feeling in the world was the ass-fuck! So tight with just enough juice to squish around his plunging cock to let the huge monster thrust and beat, push and plunge while she huffed and puffed for breath, her hands clutching the soft loveseat she was hung over.
"OOOOOHHHHH, AAAGGGGHHHHHH, UUUUUMMMMMMMM," she muttered as she felt the burning, stretching of her tight ass-hole.
Bill took one hand off her breast and put it to her steaming crotch to massage her love area and smear more of her leaking juices to her ass-hole. He was so kind and considerate as he jack-hammered her ass with his riddling cock, plunged in and sucked almost all the way out nearly dragging her guts with his pulling cock, the fit was so tight.
IN AND OUT, IN AND NEARLY OUT, IN AND NEARLY OUT OF HER TIGHT ASSHOLE PLUNGED THE RIGID, BREATHING COCK WITH ITS SWOLLEN COCKHEAD DIGGING AND GRINDING ON THE INWARD THRUSTS.
HER GROANS NEARLY DROWNED OUT THE SUCTIONING SOUNDS THAT BOTH OF THEM LOVED AS HER JUICES FLOWED HEAVILY FROM HER FLOODING SNATCH. HIS HAND WAS RIGHT THERE AT HER TWAT STICKING FINGERS INSIDE, FEELING HIS THRUSTING COCK SLIP UP INSIDE HER ASSHOLE, FEELING HER THICK, CREAMY JUICES WHICH HE DRAGGED TO SMEAR AT HER BURNING ASSHOLE AS HE RIVETED HIS RIGID FLESH INTO HER BODY, SHAKING HER NEARLY SENSELESS WITH HIS WILD, FRANTIC FUCK STROKES. "HUMPH ... HUMPH ... UUUUMMMMMM...
AAAAAAHHHHHHH, YEAHHHHHHHHHH ... HUMPH, UUUUUUMMMMMM , OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH, YEAH," Bill grunted, forcing his hungry, throbbing prick up and in deeper into his land of silky paradise.
She loved it when his hips swiveled and he ground in his cock, up so high she thought she would scream with hysterical pleasure. If she wasn't thrilled enough with his ass fucking, his fingers kept working her snatch hole and his thumb gave her electrified clit a twitch every now and then just to make things interesting for her. She adored the exotic feeling of sensuousness that flooded her lush body as the young boy pumped her full of his throbbing, pulsating cock, jam after thrust after stab ... and then the gyrations of around and around and around as he ground his young cock deeper, screw in his cock even farther, fucked her better than ever!
She sweat and cried with ecstatic pleasure as her bottom took the fucking of a lifetime and she was so frantic with lust, so filled with flashing desires, loaded with passions ... . She could hardly stand the wonder, the heavenly bliss of being fucked so well that her dizzy head soared so high into heavenly bliss, her body rippled with continual desire, her snatch oozed constantly, she almost died right there of heavenly eroticism! Fantastic! Heavenly!
HIS THICK JUICE SPEWED OUT IN GUSHES OF THICKNESS INTO HER CLUTCHING ASSHOLE WHICH BURNED LIKE FIRE FROM HIS RUBS, THRUSTS, GOUGES, HEAVES OF STRONG COCK! HIS BODY QUIVERED, HE STOOD WITH HIS HANDS ON EITHER OF HER
BUNS WATCHING HIS COCK AS IT WAS SUNK DEEP INTO THE HOLE IN BETWEEN THE CLEAVAGE OF HER FULL, ROUNDED ASS-CHEEKS, SPEWING CUM, SEEING SOME OF THE THICK, CREAM OF HIS CUM OOZE OUT OF HER ASSHOLE AROUND HIS THICK SHAFT TO BUBBLE AND LEAK DOWN HER CRACK AND LATHER ONTO HIS HANGING TESTICLES AS THEY LAY COZY AND COMFY IN HER DRENCHED SNATCH SLIT.
His dazed blue eyes saw it all, loved the sight of her spread buns, shook and trembled as his gushes of hot, steaming cum blasted up inside her smooth, silky, tight ass-hole and then trickled, leaked back out to bathe his balls, her cunt and clit, and smell up the place like one fantastic orgy.
He shivered with happiness at the smell of his cum, her cum, the cum from both of them mixed. That smell always meant pleasure and happiness as it seeped up to his gasping nostrils. His young heart pumped like fury as he stood shaking, quivering, feeling his rock-hard cock shoot and blast his load into her ass-hole. His ears heard her tearful moans of joy which made his orgasm even more wonderful, his hand told him her quivering twat had blasted off again while he was fucking her ass-hole. He shook, trembled with the added excitement of knowing he was quite a man, fucking quite a lady ... AND THE CUM ROLLED OUT OF HER SPLATTERED TWAT AND HIS SHOOTING COCK TO MIX AND SMEAR ALL OVER HER CROTCH AND HIS DANGLING, SOFT SKINNED TESTICLES.
SUCH HEAVEN!
His young hands stroked the smooth flesh of her soft, firm buns while he jerked his shot, spent cock deep inside her ass-hole. His soothing hands caressed her prickly flesh to absolute relaxation and warmth. He shivered when he touched her butt. She was so warm, so soft, so sweetly clean.
She felt his young cock shrink, get weak inside her and she cried tears of happiness. What a wonderful child he was! Darling, absolutely darling and she loved him and that precious cock that gave her so much pleasure, so many orgasms she felt drained all the time, completely wiped out, well fucked. Bless the sweet child. Child, hell, he was one fine, fucking young man! His virginity was long gone, his innocence shot down the tube, and in place was one young man who could fuck his way beautifully in any bedroom, maybe, they had never tried the bed.
His slippery, limp prick fell out of her ass-hole and she gasped and fell over the back of the loveseat in a glob of flimsy, red film. Her dark curls were damp and her black, thick lashes covered her closed eyes as her full jutting tits heaved for more and more air. Her lips were slightly parted, her sexual moans slightly audible as she lay collapsed on the soft loveseat.
Bill leaned on his elbows on the back of the loveseat watching her pretty face and her rigid nipples which showed through the flimsy material. He could see the patch of dark fur between her legs and he smiled widely.
As he looked down at his own penis, he licked his lips, seeing his stringy remains of cum dangle and spring like bubble gum from the end of his withered dick.
His slight body trembled as he took his forefinger and wiped the string of stretchy cum off his cockhead right at his pisshole and held it up over Tina's face and fed it to her like a string of long spaghetti, inch by delicious inch the stringy cum went into her mouth and she swallowed it.
"Part of you," she smiled, licking her lips, loving the luscious taste of his salty, bittersweet cum.
The boy took his forefinger and traced gently across her full lips still moist from eating his cum. His eyes blurred, his finger gently caressed her lips and he murmured, "I love you..." ever so softly. She didn't even hear him, but his young heart pounded out his love for Tina. He adored her, worshipped her, loved her.
She opened her thickly lashed, smoldering, dark eyes and smiled at the blonde youth leaning on the back of the loveseat.
"Had enough for right now or do you want some more lovin'? " she cooed.
"I gotta take a piss," he said softly.
"Let me go with you," she begged, not wanting to be away from the boy for a minute and wanting to feel his warm piss squirt on her tender labia.
Bill walked around the end of the sofa type loveseat and took her hand. He pulled her warm body up to his and the two walked to the bathroom, her a fluff of flimsy red and his ass naked.
She adored the child so much, her young man, her son, (that she would never have) her lover, her everything. The heat from his body was nearly as hot as the flaming, flimsy gown she wore which barely covered her breasts and swept full and flowing from the waist. Even that part did not conceal her pussy.
The young boy was entranced by all the beautiful, fiery material. The way she walked, swinging her ass and the movement of the material seemed to sway just like her body did. He saw the curves of her buns just under the flaming flow of material and was thrilled more by her slight cover than if she were naked.
The two of them went into the bathroom, she could still feel the trickle of his hot cum draining down her inner thighs. She felt the easy swish of her thighs as they rubbed together in a sliding motion.
She sat down on the toilet in the middle of yards and yards of flaming prettiness and smiled up at him as he stood with his hard cock aimed at the toilet.
"Come on," he pleaded.
"I'm not stopping you," she teased.
"You want me to get your gown all piss? Get off the toilet," he begged holding his cock.
She shook her dark, bobbing curls and grinned.
Young Bill stepped forward and slipped her flimsy gown off her shoulders and down to her rounded hips. He pulled her up and close to his warm body letting her feel the rock-hardness of his cock. He slipped the flaming gown down to the floor and for a minute let his rigid cock beat against her dark pussy.
"You want it?" he whispered hotly into her ear. "I know you like my pee on your clit. You want it again, baby?"
She nodded against his slender shoulder, loving being held by his soft, hot hands, his sweet, young body. She adored everything about this child. His hot penis pressed into her matted hand radiated such heat.
Slowly he sat her down on the cold toilet seat and with deft, eager hands he separated her hairy lips to find her sweet softness, all pink and with that little rigid peak of excitement jiggling.
He sucked in his breath in excitement as he knelt in front of the naked lady on the toilet with the spread slit. His prick was getting too hard to piss. His dangling nuts hung directly in front of the toilet.
Her hands reached down for them to touch the softness of his skin and move the small ovals back and forth in front of her. She adored the thrill of getting the feeling of his soft skin between her fingers.
"Hey, lady, I'm getting a hard-on and it's gonna be hard for me to piss if you keep that up," he said softly resting his face against her belly.
Tina stopped touching the lad and sat up on her throne like a queen. She watched his fingers pull her labia apart and get tangled in the mass of thick, curly black hair. She could see her pinkness and her rigid little peak as he placed his cock to rest on the toilet seat.
She waited and waited for the flow of warm pee. Nothing.
Bill waited and waited, impatiently.
Finally a flow of hot, warm piss squirted to her eagerly waiting clit.
"UUUUUUMMMMMMMMMM, ALLLLLLLLLGGGGGGG, OOOOOOHHHHHHHH," she cooed. "Feels so good and warm and delicious. HHHHMMMMMMMMuVIMM ... "
Tina quivered with delight as she felt the warm piss splash into her spread labia and trickle over her erect clit, down her widely spread slit and dribble into the toilet. She shook with exuberance at the exquisite feeling.
She watched his cock wither and go limp. So sorry. She was really feeling badly about the whole thing. She knew he would be up tall again one more time in just a few minutes. That was the good thing about a young man, always hot and ready, horny as hell, ready to go!
Tina sat naked on the hard toilet seat feeling a bit dumb with his head resting on her gut. The toilet seat was leaving a ring around her ass, she knew and she was very uncomfortable.
Her gaze went from the youth's long blonde hair all over her belly to the counter by the sink. Bottles of all sorts. Perfumes, lotions, powders. Just gobs of things that looked pretty, sparkly, and smelled good.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she remembered an article she had read about putting a drop of perfume in cooking oil for a sweet smelling Mazzola party. That they had never tried. Might be fun!
Her body quivered with excitement at the thought of sliding around with Bill's cock in her cunt, all sweet smelling and greasy. Sliding around where? She was not so dumb but what she knew she would have to clean up after the slippery party. Ah, the bath tub. How nice. The perfect place for her experiment. Young Bill would go for it. He would go for anything she said to do. A wonderful experiment and she would adore it!
"Bill, darling, you know where I keep the cooking oil? Not the stuff in the fridge, the big bottle under the counter. Will you get it for me? Please?" she asked softly.
The youngster was startled by her voice. He was almost asleep with his head on her soft belly, his nostrils filled with the rich aroma of her cum, his piss, all the lovely odors of orgasm and fucking.
He agreed to go get the oil though he did not know why. He only knew he would do whatever she asked since he was soooooo in love with her.
She watched him get up off of his knees with his darling, dangling cock hanging over his soft, precious nuts. She leaned forward to kiss his precious, delicious dick and give the weak piece of meat a quick flick of her tongue. She adored his darling cock. Even limp, his flesh was so soft and delicious, adorable. She swatted the kid on the rump and sent him to the kitchen.
Tina went to the sweets bottles and wondered which of the aromas he would like best, rose, lavender, honeysuckle, lilac? Not the lilac since she had already finger fucked him with lilac lotion. Should be something different, like they never fucked the same way, never in the same place or the same way. Variety! That was it!
She was so sick and tired of her husband and his missionary ways! She loved experimenting with this young boy. Nothing would ever be boring with young Bill. Everything would be different and exciting ... at least for this week.
Her heart hurt when she thought of the day her husband would come home. How terrible. She should be glad to see him. He had been gone and she should have missed him, but she didn't. The only time she thought about him was in comparison as to how terrible he was against the sexual activities of the young boy she had living in her house for the week.
THE WEEK WAS ALMOST OVER! SHE WOULD HAVE TO SEND DEAR, DARLING BILL HOME AGAIN. HOW AWFUL! THE TERRIBLE THOUGHT OF BEING WITH OLD STUFFY ASS AGAIN WAS REPULSIVE!
SHE SHUDDERED AT THE THOUGHT OF HER HUSBAND AND HIS PRUDISH WAYS! GOD, NOT HIM AGAIN! TERRIBLE! HORRIBLE!
Today she would not think of Cliff. Today she had Bill and she was going to have a "Mazola party" or whatever they were called. She would love it. She would fuck the boy silly ... and tomorrow Bill would go home to his lovely mother and father and say nothing, she hoped!
She could just simply deny it. What fourteen-year-old boy would want to brag about fucking a woman her age? That would make a fool out of him, wouldn't it? Any woman her age should feel like a monster to fuck around with a child his age ... or should she be flattered that a young man would even bother with her sexually. She should be the cookie and milk type friend, not the fucking type with a child like Bill.
Oh, the pangs of guilt that reared up! She knew she should never, never have stopped to think. Maybe it was her punishment for something to live with her damned husband and hate every fucking minute of it.
Now she had found happiness and it would be short lived. Of course she would have her memories if she didn't get hung for child molesting first. Bill wouldn't tell! She knew it! Could she keep her big mouth shut? She could hardly wait for the next coffee klutch to tell the girls about the oil and the tub. Only she would tell it as if the man in the tub was her husband, not a fourteen-year-old child.
Oh, my, God, she could not live with herself after what she had done this last week with young Bill. She had really been terribly wicked and evil!
Shit on it!
She grabbed the rose oil and stood waiting for her young lover to bring her the oil. Her rigid nipples tingled with joyful anticipation. Her crotch steamed happily and the heat made all the odors of her cum and her piss seem more than strong.
"Ah, yes, the rose oil would take care of that ...
"COME ON, BILL. I CAN HARDLY WAIT TO FUCK YOU IN THE BATH TUB, ALL GREASED AND SLIPPERY AND DELICIOUSLY WARM AND CUDDLY, EXCEPT OF COURSE THAT HARD, YOUNG COCK OF YOURS!"
Tina cupped her hands around her full breasts and smiled wickedly. She looked in the mirror. Yes, she did have a fairly fine figure to play with. Her rosy nipples stared back at her from the glass as did her shiny pussy, all droplets of his golden piss. Her waist was slender and her breasts were big and ample for anyone's taste.
She slapped her fingers to her damp pubic hair and caressed in the golden dew of his urine. Her fingers slipped into her damp slit and spread her labia wide apart. Her heart tingled as she spied that little lovebud that triggered off all of her emotions, her clit. The darling little rosebud was erect and waiting for her lover ... .
DAMN HIM, WHERE WAS HE?
CHAPTER EIGHT
Bill came running up the steps with his clothes on, huffing and gasping that her husband was in the driveway. He had come home in a cab to apparently surprise her.
Panic struck!
Naked, smelly Tina started to run the bath water and doused it with sweet smelling gunk to take away the reeking smell of the deliciousness she had basked in minutes before.
"What'll we do?" young Bill asked in a panic.
"Nothing. Simply nothing. You ran away from home and are staying here for a few days. Now, young man, have you made your bed? Have you done your chores this morning? I promised your mother I would keep you busy, remember? Remember to remember all the good things I've told you about your family, the lovely home life, the wonderful dad and mother, the whole family bit and most of all, just SHUT UP!"
"I'm nervous," he said, his body trembling.
"One small thing, I think you ought to get your fucking, little ass out of the bathroom while I'm naked. I don't think Cliff would go for that too much. Get the broom and sweep the kitchen, or at least pretend, and then start the dishes. You gotta look busy while I scrub the cum off of me. Get going ... and remember, SHUT UP OR WE'LL BOTH BE HUNG!" she said seriously.
"Not as well as you're hung," she said looking with a giggle at his crotch.
"OH, SHIT!" he shouted and shot out of the bathroom door.
Tina stepped into her warm bath and submerged her rounded ass into the warm bubbles which absorbed all the smells of young boy cum, her cum, young boy's piss. She lay back in the tub and relaxed in the luxury of the warm, bubbly water. Her dark curls rested on the back of the tile wall while her rosy titties poked up out of the rose scented bubbles. Lucky she had chosen rose. It was her husband's favorite.
Her heart pounded as she realized her affair with the young boy had just come to an abrupt ending. For the time being at least. Her thoughts roamed to when her husband would leave next and young Bill could come over for a fucking party.
She realized how terrible she was when she was already planning on fucking the youngster again and her husband had not even come in the back door from this trip. Oh, he would, he'd come in, look through the house for her, wonder what Bill was doing there, take her word for it, dump his dirty junk, packed and unpacked in the bedroom, want to shower, want something to eat, want a quickie, and go to bed. If she was lucky tomorrow she would hear about his trip and then again she might not.
She chuckled to herself as she heard him approach the bathroom with her in the thick pink bubbles.
Cliff walked in and as usual his tie was slightly ajar, the only thing out of place. His suit was neatly pressed as was his shirt. His shoes sparkled of spit-shine and he gave her an absent glance as he went past the tub to the toilet.
"So we've got company, huh? How long's he been here?" Cliff asked absently as he unzipped his pants and whipped out his cock to take a leak. She wondered why he never got a drop of piss on the front of his pants. Of course, being so immaculate, he wouldn't.
"Will you hurry up and get out of there? I wanna clean up," Cliff said with his arc of piss splashing into the toilet.
"You know something, darling, you never get any piss on the front of your pants, but you sure do splash the sides of the toilet and from this angle, you splash some of your pee out of the toilet. Now who in the hell do you think is going to clean up your mess?" she giggled, watching his cock wilt as he shot his golden urine into the toilet.
Cliff turned to look at her while he held his cock in position to piss.
"What the hell do you do around here all day?" he said in a cranky tone.
"My, my, you came home in a lovely mood. I take it you didn't have any fun on your trip and the deal fell through. Tisk, tisk," she ridiculed.
"When're you gettin' out of there? I'm hot and I'm tired and I wanna go to bed. Why are you keeping that kid here?"
"He ran away from home the first of the week and he's been staying here. Dora knows it. She and I figured a short vacation from home and he'd go home, glad to get back to his own room and stuff. You know how kids are. Huffy and the parents are always wrong, no matter what. I guess he's unhappy 'cause Dora's making him get in at curfew. That's not her law, you know, that's the police. So he's been staying here."
Tina lifted one seductive leg leisurely out of the pink bubbles and caressed it with a sweet bar of rose soap.
"Have you been making him get in on time?" Cliff asked, shaking the last of his piss into the toilet.
"I haven't been letting him go out. Now he's not gonna like that one little bit. He'll be glad to go home. He's had chores to do, make his bed, you know all that stuff," she said casually.
"He hardly spoke down stairs when I came in. He's busy doing the dishes I guess. He was really occupied with them."
"I am doing with him just like I would if he was my own son," she smiled, caressing her arms with the thick lather.
"Spoiling him rotten. That's what you'd do if you had a son," Cliff smiled, sitting on the edge of the tub. He knew how much his wife wanted a son.
Tina smiled wickedly at her husband who had not even kissed her nor had he noticed her pink nipples bobbing in the pink bubbles. He was like that. Only in bed. A quickie. That was it.
Tina had changed so much this last week that her inhibitions were so long gone, she didn't even think at times. She just did ... and she did!
Tina pulled her immaculate husband, suit, shoes and all right into the pink suds and giggled herself silly as her naked arm went around his neck and she smack planted a kiss on his protesting lips.
Cliff was astonished and then furious! He struggled to get out of the tub, to no avail, since he was sort of on an angle on his hip and could not get any leverage.
"This is my good suit! What's the matter with you? Goddamnit! Help me out of here! Bubbles and water all over the place," he grumbled as he splashed and struggled to get himself righted so he could get out of her bubble bath.
Tina was busy reaching for his cock unsure of got punched and poked in his wild efforts to free himself. She laughed mostly because she had never dared in her whole life to do such a thing.
SHE JUST COULD NOT RESIST! SO HE WAS FULLY CLOTHED IN THE TUB WITH HER AND SHE WAS NAKED.
"Honey, honey, now quiet down a minute. I want to say something to you," she said softly as he continued to splash and sputter his upset condition.
"WHAT!" he asked, stopping just long enough to hear what she had to say.
"Honey, look at it this way. You've been gone a long time, I've been all alone, I'm horny, naked, and your cock's dangling here someplace in the warm water and just the two of us and we could fuck and have a ball!"
Tine was busy reaching for his cock unsure of just where it was under the thick, rosy suds.
"ARE YOU CRAZY! WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO YOU!" he sputtered, splashing.
"Nothing lately, darling, that's why I wanna fuck in the bathtub," she giggled hysterically at his wild efforts to get out of the slick, oiled tub.
"TINA! YOUR LANGUAGE IS TERRIBLE! HELP ME OUT OF THIS GODAMNED TUB!"
"Darling, you're swearing. While you condemn me for it. Sweetheart," she giggled, "Why don't you rest your head on my tits. They're the only part of me that's above water. While you're resting from your struggles, why don't you nip a nipple?" Tina giggled hysterically at her own actions and at her husband's astonished reactions to her. She put her hand on the side of his angry face and pushed his head to her full breast. "Now open your mouth and take in my nipple. You do know what a nipple is. Now doesn't that feel good, your face against my breast? I thought so," as she held her struggling husband, against his will, to her bobbing breast while she laughed herself silly, to gasping for breath.
"MY SUIT!" he sputtered.
"Yes, it's lovely, my darling, not quite the thing for fucking in a bath tub, but for this once I'll overlook the fact that you came in the wrong clothes." SHE LAUGHED UNTIL HER SIDES ACHED.
"You know, you do things up really well. I'm so glad we have this oversized bathtub, it's just made for two fucking people, but as well as you do things, you are really quite improperly dressed for the occasion."
Tina could not help herself. She laughed until she cried. Her very proper missionary type husband floundering around with pink bubbles all over his exquisite, tailor-made suit, his dark hair, his very masculine body and he was helpless due to the bath oil and the bubbles. It was FUNNY! He cursed her up one side and down the other and it didn't bother her a bit. The more angry he got, the funnier she thought it was.
"WHAT IN THE HELL HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU? ARE YOU CRAZY?" he asked.
"Yeah, and I love it," she giggled.
"JESUS CHRIST, AN EXPENSIVE SUIT LIKE THIS! RUINED!" he yelled at her.
Tina was quiet for a minute.
"I understand your problem. I really do. I sympathize with you. You businessmen are always looking for a bargain, a good deal, a wonderful exposure of your financial abilities. I know the price of the suit. I bought it, remember. Now, this is how we're gonna handle the whole situation. I'm only gonna charge you half-price for a fuck due to the circumstances involved ... . "
Tina cracked up with laughter as she bobbed in the pink suds. Her rosy nipples stuck out of the water as she sat up more, plopping her exasperated husband deeper into the bath water.
"Want one?" she asked seductively, flicking one of her boobs.
Cliff lay in the pink bubbles, submerged, next to his wife and just stared at her.
"You're not my wife. My wife would never act like this. You're some strange woman that looks like my wife. But you're not my wife. You couldn't be..." His eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Sweetheart, have you been going to the movies again? 'Stepford Wives' Is that what you've been doing while you were away from mama? You think you've come home from your business trip to a robot wife who happens to be a sex maniac? Is that it? Not so, darling. You've come home to a perfectly normal wife who happened to be taking a bath and you fell in ... with a little help. Now, just relax and let go of all your prudish ideas.
"YOU AND ME ... THE TWO OF US ... WE ARE GONNA FUCK IN THE BATH TUB! NOW HOW'S THAT FOR A LOVELY WELCOME HOME SURPRISE?"
Tina laughed until she couldn't get her breath. Her prudish husband, Mr. Straight and Narrow, Mr. well polished shoes, in the bath tub fully clothed with pink bubbles all over him, just everywhere and he was quite angry about the whole thing.
Tina slid on her well greased ass and started to remove her husband's sopping, clinging clothes while he looked at her as if she was crazy. It was difficult to get his suit off. Wet. Hugging his body. He was no help at all. Just laid there in the water glaring at his nutty wife.
"You know what you tell me. The answer to all problems, all tensions, all anxieties is a fuck. Well, you don't usually use the word 'fuck' but I find the word 'fuck' rather stimulating. So since your answer to everything is a 'fuck, fuck, fUck', then I'm just following your example. Only this time since you have the problems ... and you do have your problems, you will be on the bottom, not me! No more missionary tactics. I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before. Sorry I can't give you a blow-job since, your cock's under water I'd drown, but that'll be next..." she grunted, huffing and puffing to drag the water-logged suit and shirt and shorts off of her astonished husband.
"WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING WHILE I WAS GONE!" he demanded.
"Why?" she smiled, her boobs bouncing as she worked to get his tight, heavy, wet clothes splotched on the floor.
"TINA ... WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU! WHAT'VE YOU BEEN DOING SINCE I'VE BEEN GONE? IT'S THAT YOUNG BOY DOWN STAIRS, ISN'T IT? I'LL KILL HIM. HAS HE BEEN DOING THINGS TO YOU? TINA!"
Cliff struggled to get out of the tub, but since Tina was on top, he just couldn't make it. His shoes were soggy, his clothes a blob of wetness on the floor and Tina hovering over her naked husband in the pink bubbles, dangling her tits in front of his furious, frustrated face.
"Take a nip," she urged. "You nibble on my titties and suck on my nipples and I'll tell you all about it."
Bill was standing at the bathroom door and he cringed, grabbed his balls because he knew if she told her husband all about it, Bill wouldn't have any balls to grab.
Tina smiled and the water temperature must have gotten ten degrees hotter while her husband cupped her breasts and nibbled on her titties.
"It all started out when young Bill came to stay with me. See, I don't have enough to do around here as it is. You just don't realize how lonely I get ... how frustrated..." she cooed, straddling his pelvis with her knees.
Young Bill flinched as he could nearly feel one of his testicles chopped off ... while Tina bobbed over her husband in the bathtub and talked.
"Well, this poor child came to my door asking me for help. What could I do but take him in. He is Dora's little boy, you know. Well, this youngster was sooooooo helpful around the house that I had nothing to do at all. The young boy did it all. He vacuumed, he did the dishes. He made the beds. HE DID IT ALL!
"THEN I BECAME MORE B-O-R-E-D THAN I EVER HAD BEFORE ON YOUR TRIPS! FRUSTRATED! UPSET! LONELY! Of course you never realized just how lonely a woman could get left alone half the time and the other half of the time fucking a missionary ... do you like my titties in your face ... I can feel your cock between my legs ... Anyway, since I had nothing to do except go crazy with boredom, I decided to go to the city.
"BABY, DID I GO TO THE CITY! I BOUGHT DIRTY BOOKS, WENT TO X RATED MOVIES, DANCED A LITTLE WITH SOME HORNY SAILORS, and then I came home at night and like a villain in the dark, when little Willie was fast asleep after being Cinderella all day, I dragged out my dirty books and...
"I FOUND OUT I'D BEEN MISSIN' A WHOLE LOT OF FUN WITH YOU!" she giggled.
"Oh, my, God, don't tell the neighbors." He groaned.
Bill clutched his dangling testicles and knew he wasn't going to lose his precious balls. His cock was hard watching Tina torment her husband in the bathtub and he reached inside his pants and stroked his young cock as he wondered just how long this guy was going to stay home.
"I'M NOT GONNA TELL THE NEIGHBORS, HONEY! NEXT TIME I GO INTO THE CITY, EVERYDAY, MIND YOU, I'M GONNA TAKE A GIRL FRIEND WITH ME AND WE WOMEN ARE GONNA SHOW YOU MEN JUST HOW IT'S DONE! WHERE IT'S DONE! WHEN IT'S DONE
AND ALL ABOUT FUCKING! BLOWING, THE WHOLE BIT. OF COURSE, YOU ARE GONNA HAVE TO LEARN HOW TO GO DOWN ON ME, TOO. I SAW THAT IN A MOVIE AND BOY DID MY CUNT TINGLE!" she giggled.
"You actually went into one of those movie houses and watched sex on the screen? My, God," he moaned.
"What's your problem, baby? You get your rocks off every time we fuck. You squirt thick jism in my hole and never, never do you think that maybe I'd like to feel the thrill of a good orgasm.
"The day of me flat on my back is over! I could tell you for weeks the different positions I saw. You just wait until next trip you take and baby, I'll have something nice and new for you every time you come home.
"NOW, DOESN'T THAT FEEL GOOD? FEEL MY HAND ON YOUR THUMPING COCK? HHHHHHMMMMMM ... SUCK A LITTLE MORE ON MY NIPPLE AND TUG A BIT ... STIMULATES MY CLIT ... FEEL YOUR PRECIOUS COCKHEAD SWISHING AROUND IN THE WARM WATER BETWEEN MY LEGS ... THE SMOOTHNESS OF YOUR PRICKHEAD'S TOUCHING MY HAIR DOWN THERE, FEEL IT? GOOOOOOOOOD A A A A A A A AA A AA AMM-MMMMMMMM, YOU SURE GOT ONE FINE COCK AND YOU CAN HOLD IT HARD FOR A LONG TIME ... UUUUUMMMMMMMM, HOTTER THAN THE WATER, THUMPING, POUNDING, BEATING AGAINST MY SNATCH, AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, THERE GOES YOUR THROBBER, UP INSIDE MY TWAT ... UUUUUMMMMMMMMM ... SSSOOOOOOO
HARD ... SOOOOO HOT! I LOVE IT!" she squeeled.
Cliff closed his dark eyes and his lashes sparkled of droplets of diamond-like water. His face tightened up as did his ass and he pushed his stone-hard cock up inside his wife's steaming twat while swirls of warm water bubbled and gurgled around his hip movement.
His big hands clasped harshly at her titties and his teeth nipped first one rosy lovebud and then the other while he bent his head to her breasts. He humped his ass in the water, splashing the overflow onto the floor while his rugged cock thumped up inside her riding twat! His groans and moans rumbled low in his throat as he goggled in one of her fleshy, warm boobs to smother it with his thick, heavy saliva and then go on to the next.
"THAT'S THE WAY, BABY, I LOVE IT! YOUR HOT TONGUE ON MY NIPPLES. YOUR THUMPING COCK UP MY HOLE! LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE IT!" she shrieked.
Tina rode her husband's cock hard and heavy with erotic movements of her sensuously spasming, clasping snatch.
HER ON TOP AND HER HUSBAND GETTING SLAPPED WITH THE WAVES OF HER ROUGH RIDE. HIS FACE WAS DRIPPING OF PINK SUDS AS HE HARSHLY NIPPED HER ROSEBUDS WHILE SHE JUMPED UP AND DOWN ON HIS ROCK-HARD COCK.
SHE FELT HIS STRONG, THICK VIBRATIONS OF COCK THUMPING AWAY IN HER HOLE WHILE SHE GYRATED SINFULLY, WICKEDLY, TEASINGLY AROUND AND AROUND ON HIS STUCK IN PRICK!
SHE REACHED AROUND BEHIND HER ASSCRACK AND GRABBED HIS TESTICLES! WHILE HE SUCKED ON HER REDDENED NIPPLE, SHE MASSAGED HIS LOADED ROCKS TO THE SOUNDS OF HIS MOANS OF PASSION!
"LIKE IT, BABY? GOOD, HUH?" she asked, humping his rigid dick in the rippling, splashing bathtub water.
Tina felt the tingles of passion mount in her crotch as she leaned so that his every thrust of blood-gorged prick rubbed against her warm, erect clit and turned her emotions on full force.
She glanced at the bathroom door and there was young Bill with his pants to his knees, stroking his young, eager cock. His precious, lovely, hard prick up against his smooth belly. His up-tight balls barely moved as his young hands pumped slow, and then faster on his rock-hard prick!
Seeing the kid's cock and feeling her husband's rough prick up inside her clutching snatch was enough to fire up any twat to ecstasy. She slid her tongue along the edge of her teeth as she leaned over her husband's shoulder while he nipped her titties. Oh, God, she wanted the kid's hot, steaming cock in her mouth!
Her husband's slippery, smooth nuts drove her crazy with lust for a cum! His digging cock up her clutching snatch made her berserk with desire! Her whole body tingled as she watched young Bill stroke his sweet, strong prick! She squeezed her husband's nuts pretending they were young Bill's testicles. She adored the child and his cock and rocks. She wickedly craved his hot, young prick in her mouth to taste his delicious, luscious, young juicy cum!
"OH, MY, GOD!" she shrieked hysterically, seeing the boy's bubbling juice on the end of his smooth cockhead.
Cliff thought he was thrilling his wife to ecstasy and pumped his prick into her hole with heated torrents of vigor.
Through glazed, tearful eyes, Tina watched her young lover shoot his delicious orgasm into his own hand. Gobs of thick, young, sweet, sweet cum dripped through his fingers to lather his own testicles while he stroked the very last of his sweet orgasm out of his piss hole!
"I want it ... I want the cum in my mouth ... I wannnnnt it ... " she sobbed tearfully, watching the child's body tremble and shake with excitement and lust for her body. His thick cum oozed through his fingers, coated his lovely balls with the thick, sparkly juice while Tina cried her heart out for just a taste ... just a little smell ... just a slight touch of the kid's orgasm!
She rode her husband's rugged cock in the water watching Bill lick his own palm and then one finger at a time getting all of his luscious cum off of his hand. She watched as he stood with his limp prick dangling over his hanging balls, those soft, sweet nuts, with a string of long, springy cum leaking from his pisshole, enticing her, teasing her, torturing her!
Her tits were smothered in her husband's kisses and her snatch pumped harshly while she watched young Bill do his own hand job at the door.
She stuck her tongue out to him, begging for just a taste, just a little ... just little ... of ... his delicious ... cuuummmmmm....
Bill whisked the stringy cum from his cockhead like he had before, sneaked up behind her husband's groaning, grunting body and dangled the bit of his orgasm just over Tina's mouth so she could smell his lusciousness, almost touch the stringy cum with the tip of her pink tongue, reaching, stretching ... .
Tina slid her rotating cunt up and off of her husband's digging cock, rubbed her widespread crotch up and down on his belly, across his chest, all the time coming closer to the kid's stringy cum ... .
Cliff protested as her tight, clutching cunt left his rock-hard cock, but she pushed his head from her tits down her belly as she slithered seductively up his wet body to where her pubic hair was at his chin. When Cliff understood what his wife had in mind, he spread her labia widely and snorted his scorching breath into her drenched slit to lick her fluttering clit while her mouth reached for young Bill's string of cum ... just out of reach. The damned kid kept backing up a little at a time, teasing her with the obscenely dangling string of jism.
Tears of passion leaked from her smoldering eyes as she spread her quivering trench for her husband to lick and nibble into, while her own mouth was tormented by the sticky string of the youngster's cum.
TINA HAD TO HAVE BILL'S CUM! SHE CRAVED IT! SHE COULD SMELL HIS SWEET, YOUNG MUSKINESS FROM THE DANGLING STRING OF JISM ... JUST OUT OF HER MOUTH'S REACH!
HER FLUTTERING, QUIVERING CLIT WAS GETTING A WORKING OVER LIKE NEVER
BEFORE FROM HER HUSBAND AS HE SNORTED HIS HOT MOUTH INTO HER BUBBLING, BOILING CROTCH JUST OVER HIS HEAD. HIS TONGUE WENT WILD WITH FRANTIC FLICKS TO HER ERECT PEAK, NIPS OF HIS TEETH BIT INTO HER SOFT, SILKY FLESH, HE NUZZLED DOWN HER TRENCH TO HER QUIVERING, SPASMING TWAT AND EAGERLY PLUNGED IN HIS WIGGLING TONGUE!
Tina carefully kept one knee tightly on either side of her husband's head as he snorted into her trench. She could just see young Bill smeared all over the bathroom wall if her husband could see what he was doing behind his back and over his head. It would not be a pretty sight.
Cliff seemed engrossed in her dribbling twat from the sounds of the snorts and heavy breathing along with the thick lashes of his hot tongue. Tina's judgment was not the best since she was so horny she could barely see, hear or anything else except feel ... FEEL HER HUSBAND'S EAGER TONGUE SLIP UP AND DOWN HER BOILING, SCORCHING TRENCH, TONGUING INTO TINY CREVICES OF FOLDS OF HOT SKIN AND FLICKING HER FLUTTERING PEAK AND DIVING INTO HER EAGER SNATCH TO LICK AND WIGGLE THE SILKY SIDES OF HER SQUEEZING TWAT.
She rested her full breasts on the tile behind the tub while her husband's tongue flipped her into ecstasy and her mouth watered, begged for the sweet string of cum that young Bill tormented her with.
ONE QUICK TURN OF HER HUSBAND'S
HEAD AND SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN SHIT ON THE WALL AND SO WOULD YOUNG BILL!
Her husband's fingers worked towards her ass-hole which was widespread as she reached for Bill's hand. God, he didn't have to tease her like he was doing!
Her reaching quit when the lad stepped boldly to her head and his once again erect cock thrust obscenely at her mouth!
GOD! IF HER HUSBAND FOUND OUT! SHE HAD TO TAKE THE YOUNG COCK, NO MATTER WHAT!
She kept straddling her husband's feverish face with her eager, quaking cunt, craving his long, thick, digging tongue and her hands touched Bill's steaming cock!
OH, LORD! SUCH HEAVENLY BLISS! SHE HAD THE KID'S COCK IN HER HANDS! SHE FELT HIS PULSATIONS, HIS BEATS, SHE CRIED AS SHE NUZZLED INTO HIS SOFT TESTICLES, AND FELT THE STEADY BEAT OF HIS PRICK AGAINST THE SIDE OF HER SOFT CHEEK. HOW WONDERFUL! MY, GOD! HEAVEN! HEAVEN!
Tina knew enough to be scared and she was. She had to keep her husband's face in her eager snatch while she sucked off the young boy at her head and if her husband saw what she was doing...
DIVORCE!
SCANDAL!
JAIL!
CHILD MOLESTING!
NOT TO MENTION THE BLOOD ON THE BATHROOM FLOOR WHERE HE HAD BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HER ... NEVERTHELESS, SHE HAD TO HAVE THE YOUNGSTER'S COCK!
HER HANDS GRABBED BILL'S PRICK!
HEAVEN HIT HER GUT AS SHE FELT THE SMOOTH SLICKNESS OF THE CHILD'S DICK! HER TONGUE LAY FLAT ACROSS HIS CUM SMEARED COCKHEAD AND SHE TASTED, SMELLED, TOUCHED HER PRECIOUS BOY'S COCKHEAD WITH HER EAGER TONGUE.
Oh, yes, she must remember to keep her hips swaying seductively for her husband who was busily grunting his pleasure into her twat. His tongue felt wonderful, but so did the young cock at her full lips.
Tina was having one hellova time concentrating on both her ends at the same time! Her body singed from one end to the other with passionate fire. Her clit was a fiery mass of erect flesh dancing around the squishiness of her husband's spit and the water and her own flowing juices. Her gut contracted while the rest of her torridly burning, flaming body spasmed, slithered.
Her wet pussy would keep her husband busy for awhile, at least long enough for her to blow this horny kid at her head. She opened her mouth and slipped in his swollen cockhead, into her warm, moist, hungry land of sucking love.
She shook and quivered uncontrollably, her tongue working his cockhead over, digging into his piss-hole, tasting his lovely spent cum, licking around and around his delicious prickhead. Her mouth went down on his beating stem, slowly, touching the very spot just under his swollen prickhead.
Her gentle hands cradled his lovely, young balls while her mouth went DOWN ... DOWN ... DOWN ... on his pulsating, jerking dick. She tongued and felt his thick veins going up his young cock in irregular trails. His hotness made her a consuming fire of lust as she sucked in the boy's dick.
INTO HER HOT, TORRIDLY SCORCHING MOUTH SANK THE YOUNGSTER'S RIGID, BEATING COCK!
SHE LOVED IT! THE BEATING OF HIS FIERY FLESH! THE STIFFNESS OF YOUTH! THE DELICIOUSNESS OF CUM HE HADN'T GOTTEN BEFORE! HER FONDLING HANDS HOLDING HIS PRECIOUS TESTICLES! MY, GOD, WHO COULD ASK FOR MORE!
HER CLIT SPUTTERED ERRATICALLY WHILE HER INNOCENT HUSBAND SNORTED INTO HER SQUISHY SLIT, TONGUED HER LOVEBUD, WIGGLED HIS FAT TONGUE UP HER STEAMING, GURGLING TWAT....
HE WAS HAPPY IN HIS SNORTING, HEAVING, GASPING FOR BREATH AS HIS NOSE WAS TICKLED BY HER MUFF.
TINA WAS OUT OF HER HEAD WITH SOARING, ORBITING BLISS! HER BODY SHOOK!
FIREWORKS EXPLODED IN HER CROTCH, SHAKING HER FLESH TO A QUIVERING MASS OF CLUTCHING, GRABBING, LEAKING, OOZING, TRICKLING JELLY!
"HHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGG HHHHHHHHHH ... OOOOHHHH ... EEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAA," she shrieked, while sucking Bill's still, pulsating cock.
Her body slithered all over her husband's face smearing his face, neck and hands with he continual flow of orgasmic fluid, her sucking of the young cock in her mouth was hot, heavy, demanding! Her body quivered and shook over her husband's face and shoulders as she felt like her bottom was falling out, all of her juices draining, her entire guts hanging out, and Cliff continued to lick up her trembling, dribbling, fiery orgasm ... luckily, since she was not done with Bill's prick!
The boy was so close to her husband's hugging shoulders a piece of paper would barely fit between them. Cliff thought that torrid heat was his wife's breasts and young Bill, shaking, knew better.
Tina sank his cock deeper and deeper into her sucking mouth. Her saliva noises could not be heard by her husband who was up to his ears in her squishy cunt. She felt his beautiful cockhead hard against the back of her throat, begging to go down her throat.
The heavy pulsations rocked her dizzy head and she devoured his young, digging, pounding cock into her neck ... .
SHE FELT THE STEADY STREAM OF HIS CUM SLIP DOWN HER THROAT! THE SHAKING, SHIVERING OF HIS UNSTEADY BODY CONFIRMED HIS ORGASM! HIS GUSH OF SPLUTTERING CUM WAS FAST AND HARD! ROCKED HER INTO OBLIVION WHEN THE KID JERKED HIS SPENT COCK OUT OF HER MOUTH AND HURRIEDLY LEFT THE BATHROOM, CONTENT!
TINA CONCENTRATED ON HER OWN ORGASM WHICH WENT ON AND ON AND ON!
NEVER HAD HER HUSBAND LICKED HER TWAT OR TONGUE FUCKED HER BEFORE AND THE ECSTASY SHE FELT WAS EXQUISITE!
She slipped down his wet body until his rock-hard cock was snubbed to her spasming cunt. Her lips met his in a luscious, warm kiss as his rigid cock slipped into her warm, waiting, craving snatch.
"You smell good, like cum," he whispered hotly into her ear.
"You gave it to me from your mouth. I had an orgasm so long and delightful ... it was wonderful ... " she moaned.
She felt his hot prick beating deeply inside her, clear up to her womb, the womb that would never bear children, and she trembled with fiery excitement. Her husband's cock turned her on to another orgasm, her clit firing her spasming twat to explosion while at the same time, Cliff shot off his load.
"EEEEIIIIIIAAAAA ... OH! MY, GOD! GOOOOODDDDDDD!" he managed to gargle while he clutched his darling wife to hold her spasming body in mutual orgasm!
The two of them lay side by side, shaking, while his weakening cock bent to stay in her twittering twat, spasming, clutching, holding each other, rolling in the pinkness of the water, loving each other, touching, fondling, cradling in each other's arms ... .
SHOOTING OFF MUTUAL ORGASMS UNTIL THEIR BODIES WERE LATHERED IN THE PINK BUBBLES AND THICK, WARM, CREAM OF ORGASM!
CHAPTER NINE
"You know, sex with you has been better than ever since my last trip. I almost hate to leave this time. We've had so much excitement after all these years that I just hate to go off and leave that hot, little twat of yours," Cliff whispered, sniffing into her dark, curly muff.
"I know dear, it has been wonderful. I'm glad you don't mind if I take the lead a bit in our sexual relations. You know, I never had an orgasm before ... ah, before this time home and the excitement of it all is thrilling. I never knew what I was missing, did I, until I got my ass in gear and decided to find out.
"Oh, I didn't go to dirty movies or read dirty books. You know I wouldn't do that. I just have a wild imagination and let it go ... along with reading some medical facts in some of the women's magazines. You KNOW I wouldn't go into the city by myself and I certainly wouldn't go and buy those magazines. My face would be so red from embarrassment.
WHY BUY THE BOOKS WHEN YOU CAN ACT FUCKING OUT WITH THE NEIGHBOR KID? BOOKS ARE FINE, BUT NOT FOR ME. I'D RATHER FUCK YOUNG BILL. BUT, THEN, NOT EVERYBODY HAS AN AVAILABLE FOURTEEN YEAR OLD.
"I will admit you've surprised me with your imagination, my dear, you have some real kinky ideas, like the one where I tied you to the bed and you told me to eat out your cunt. Weird. I liked it though.
"Then fucking in the back yard where we might have gotten caught. That was rather strange for a married couple, don't you think? I'll agree it had the atmosphere or something, whatever it was you were after."
PICTURES. THAT'S WHAT I WAS AFTER. AND BILL GOT THEM. HE'LL BRING THEM OVER MY DARLING JUST AS SOON AS I CAN GET YOU OUT OF THE HOUSE. BILL AND I WILL LOOK AT THEM AND GET HORNIER THAN EVER AND FUCK OURSELVES SILLY.
Tina sat straddling Cliff's hairy chest with his prickly hairs tickling into her ass-hole while her muff tickled his chin.
"You're not doing such a hot job of licking out my trench this morning. You're talking too much," she said, sliding forward, bouncing her titties in the movement.
"It's just that you surprise me so much. You used to be so quiet, so undemanding. Since when do you get off by giving me commands as to how to eat you out? Or when to cum? Or how to put my cock inside your cunt? Or all the rest of the rules? How come?" he asked, smelling the heavy aroma of her split crotch.
"Since I found out what I like and how much I like it. I might even get me a dildo while you're gone this time. I found out a lot of things by playing with myself. Can be very enlightening. I found out where my hot spots are and just what I like. I want sex and I WANT IT MY WAY!"
"Just like that, huh?" he asked.
"No, baby, just like this," and she slipped her crotch up over his sniffing, snorting face. "Eat it!"
Cliff gasped for air as his wife's crotch nearly smothered him to death.
"Go to hell! I gotta catch a plane in a few minutes. I shouldn't be laying here with you at all. You'd have me get on the plane smelling of your hot juices..." he started.
"And everybody would be jealous knowing you got a "quickie" just before flight time. They'd wonder if it was in the car, in the rest room or just where. It would excite them," she said wickedly.
She traced down her voluptuous body with her bare hands feeling every sensuous spot on her torso. She moaned at her own touch and smiled, closing her eyes and looking towards the heavens. Her fingers flicked her tits and slipped down her flat belly to her snatch which was right at his mouth.
Passion shot through her feverish body as she felt his hot breath scorch into her widespread slit.
"DO IT TO ME! EAT ME OUT! LET ME FEEL YOUR HOT TONGUE ON MY CLIT! EXCITE ME, THRILL ME, LOVE ME! PLEASE, BABY," she smiled devilishly.
"I haven't got time. I've got to leave," he snorted.
"EAT IT BABY! EAT MY SNATCH OUT AND I'LL GO DOWN ON YOU AT THE SAME TIME. THEN WE'LL BOTH BE HAPPY, WONT WE? OH, I DO LOVE THE FEEL OF YOUR SLIPPERY TONGUE IN MY SLIT, YOUR HOT BREATH, THE SOUNDS OF THICK
SQUISHING, AND I LOVE TO WATCH YOUR HEAD BOUNCE AROUND BETWEEN MY LEGS. UUUUUHHHHHH, DO IT TO ME, EAT ME OUT, I CAN ALMOST FEEL YOUR THICK, FAT TONGUE WIGGLING UP INSIDE ME ... TONGUE ME, WE WON'T FUCK, JUST EAT EACH OTHER!
"I COULD DEVOUR YOUR COCK, YOUR DELICIOUS, THUMPING COCK ... IN MY MOUTH, BEATING, PULSATING, POUNDING UNTIL I GET THE BLAST OF YOUR LUSCIOUS CUM; COME ON, CLIFF, IT'LL ONLY TAKE A MINUTE...."
Tina swished her naked body around on his hairy chest, thrilling at the stiff, rough, dark hair that made him so much a man. She adored hair, absolutelely loved it. She felt it in her leaking crotch as she turned, over him, in the sixty-niner position. She had control here. She could take his cock into her mouth as far as she wanted to or tease him with just licking his smooth cockhead to a glisteny shimmer of spit.
She could lower her own crotch as far as she wanted. She could smother her husband in her juices if she wanted. The most important thing to her about this position was that she was in command, not him. She had lost all that "timid bit" of letting him rule her, letting him be in charge.
TINA WOULD HAVE SEX AND SHE WOULD HAVE IT THE WAY SHE WANTED IT! WHEN SHE WANTED IT! HOW SHE WANTED IT!
SHE WOULD NOT GO CRAZY FROM LONELINESS. WOULDN'T! REFUSED TO!
She smiled as she opened her spitty mouth over her husband's hairy crotch. She knew there were lots and lots of horny men in her town that would love to keep her company on a lonely afternoon or night.
Wives could be such bores after awhile, unless they get turned on like Tina ... to the point she couldn't get turned off! Why should thoughts of dull, stuffy, fat wives who go to church, the local card parties, the little fund raising rallies ... why should they cross her mind just now as she gazed at her husband's luscious cock?
Because she knew in her heart, she couldn't keep her young Bill forever and she was thinking of expansion. Good business. Her husband had told her a good business builds and grows and she might just have to do that.
She didn't want to lose her young lover, but the day would come ... she knew it would, when he would find some cute, little girl to fuck and she would be alone again and...
SHE COULD NOT STAND TO BE ALONE! SHE COULD NOT TOLERATE LONELINESS! THE VERY THOUGHT OF BEING ALONE MADE HER SHIVER WITH UNKNOWN FEAR!
She calmed down. Now that she had found what fun sex could be she had no intention of taking her life like she had before, she, also had no intention of laying awake with the ache and craving for a cock. Oh, she would look to the future for herself and her sanity, her own self-preservation.
Right now she would look at her husband's prick, such a delicious cock! So warm to her hands. His loaded testicles thrilled her because she was going to drink all of the juice in his nuts, his thick, creamy juice. Oh, how she loved it.
Her oozing crotch felt the heat of his breathing. Thrilling to her! UUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMM, she loved it! She had turned her prudish husband into a sex pervert in just two short weeks of molesting him. Look what she could do with some of the real prudes, the minister, the mayor, the city council, whoopppeeeeee. If her young boy ever did fail her, she had a whole field of horny prudes to fuck. Her husband, she had an idea he had not always been such a prude, she felt it in the way he laid her from time to time, since she had fucked the kid.
His tongue was blazing through the slosh of her leaking juices and her clit went frantic with passion! Her spasming twat clutched at his swishing tongue as he lathered up her crotch with his thick, flaming spit and the oozing of her juices. She adored the way his fingers spread her labia so his tongue could get right to her rigid peak and spark lusty passion all through her body in a flash!
HER CLIT DID IT FOR HER! JUST A TOUCH OF FIERY TONGUE TO HER TINY, ERECT PEAK AND SHE WAS READY FOR ANYTHING. A FINGER TO HER CLIT AND SHE TREMBLED OUT HER ORGASM WITH VERY LITTLE EFFORT. HER CLIT WAS HER TRIGGER!
She adored his big, soft hands that knew no physical work. They worked deftly and quickly to pull apart her spread labia, lay open her folds of pinkish skin and reveal her fluttering clit, ready, eager, vibrating for his tongue.
She shivered with excitement at the touch of his tongue, flicking at first, enough to drive her out of her skull, and then he laid his tongue, hot, scorching, melting against her clit to feel the tiny spurts of excitement that shot through her body from that one little, tender, touchy spot of passion!
Her ass quivered, his hand touched her tight ass-hole. She shook with uncontrollable quivering as his finger prodded at her tightly clenched rectum. Oh, he knew what to do to her body to get her hot and bothered!
She basked in the luxury of his fingering, poking, prodding, playing, fondling while she took his rigid cock in her hands. Her tits pressed to his sides as she worked his rock-hard cock up and down, stroking slowly, touching each jagged vein of thick, hot blood that gushed to hold his swollen cockhead up and ready. Oh, his cockhead was so soft, so smooth, just like velvet, so tenderly delicious. Her full lips brushed across her husband's precious cockhead and she shook with excitement. The warmth of his smooth prickhead tantalized her eager body. She stuck out her pink tongue, just slightly, and touched to his piss-hole. So small and tight and warm, loaded with cum down that beating stem. She trilled with sparks of enthusiasm as her tongue came out of her mouth more and more until she lapped his entire cockhead until it shined, glistened, sparkled with her spit. Always a beautiful sight! She delighted in seeing his dickhead wet with her thick, luscious saliva.
Her hands cradled his heavy testicles, the warmth and softness of them warmed her entire body. These lovely, luscious balls of cum were what gave her such exquisite pleasure, such sheer rapture, ecstasy!
Her mouth went to his soft balls and her tongue licked the sweetness of the silky skin. How wonderful, his rigid prick jerked as if jealous of lack of attention. Her delicate fingers traced up and down his pounding prick, all the while her own leaking crotch was shimmering, shaking, spasming with erotic pleasure at his tongue work.
Her glory was expounded by her tongue licking, lathering up and down his stiff, stony cock to just under his swollen cockhead. Her warm hands encircled his strong, mature thighs and came up between his legs to fondle full rounded nuts which were almost ready to burst at the next touch.
Tina nuzzled her feverish face against one hairy thigh and pulled his rigid cock over to her open, sucking mouth. The taste of his bubbling lubrication juices thrilled her as the thick stuff coated the inside of her warm mouth. Delicious! She loved it. Her nose took in the smells of his manly muskiness as she sucked on his tender cockhead, flicking his velvety top with her fiery tongue.
One hand left his goaded balls and reached up for the very stem of his cock and brought it to a straight upright position. Her feverish face went down on him, her hungry mouth open and watering for the whole prick.
SHE SLIPPED HER WARM LIPS AROUND HIS SMOOTH, VELVETY, SOFT COCKHEAD.
HER FULL, TIGHT LIPS CLAMPED CLOSE ON HIS THUMPING STEM ONCE SHE HAD HIS COCKHEAD SECURELY INSIDE HER MOUTH.
WARM, THUDDING, PULSATING COCKHEAD TUCKED NEATLY INSIDE HER SALIVA FILLED MOUTH. HER EAGER TONGUE WHIPPING AROUND AND FLICKING ACROSS HIS PISS-HOLE IN WILD
EXCITEMENT.
SHE WAS LIKE AN ANIMAL DEVOURING A DELICIOUS PIECE OF MEAT! HUNGRY, SNORTING, GROWLING LOW IN HER THROAT ... MOANS OF DESIRE, LUST, PASSION.
TINA TOOK IN MORE AND MORE OF HIS THICK, RIDGED STEM, INCH BY INCH, SHE LOWERED HER SUCKING, CLUTCHING MOUTH ON HIS THUMPING, PULSATING, BEATING COCK!
HER HAND FONDLED THE VERY BASE OF HIS PRICK AND HIS FULL, LOADED NUTS AS HER MOUTH CAME LOWER AND LOWER ON HIS DEMANDING COCK, THE COCK THAT CRIED THICK LIQUID, BEGGED FOR RELEASE!
SHE FELT THE SOFT SKIN OF HIS TENDER COCKHEAD AT THE BACK OF HER NECK! HER THROAT MUSCLES RELAXED TO TAKE HER HUSBAND'S COCK IN, IN, IN!
HER HEAD SWAM IN A SEA OF DIZZINESS WHICH THE MOUNTING PASSION BROUGHT! HER EARS POUNDED LIKE THE RUSH AND ROAR OF BEATING WAVES ON THE BEACH.
THEN CAME THE EBB AND FLOW OF HIS HEAVY COCK IN HER THROAT, THE UP AND DOWN, THE SLIDING IN HER THICK SPIT AS SHE PULLED HIS BEATING COCK OUT OF HER THROAT, LATHERED IT WITH HER SALIVA, PUSHED THE THICK, POUNDING COCK BACK DOWN HER TIGHTLY RUNGED THROAT.
SHE BOBBED UP AND DOWN, LATHERING HIS BEATING COCK WITH WET, SLOBBERY
KISSES IN BETWEEN THRUSTS OF PRICK INTO HER NECK. HER MOUTH FELT FULL AND FULLER AS HER DARK HEAD BOBBED AND DEVOURED HIS PRICK, UP AND DOWN, UP AND DOWN, LICKING, LATHERING, NIPPING HIS DELICIOUS COCKHEAD, STICKING HER TONGUE INTO HIS DELICIOUS PISS-HOLE, LAPPING AROUND HIS SWOLLEN DICKHEAD, TONGUING, KISSING, EATING HIS COCK....
TOUCHING, FONDLING, CARESSING HIS FULL BALLS, MASSAGING HIS SOFT SKIN THAT HELD HIS FULL OVALS WHICH MOVED BACK AND FORTH INSIDE THE SACS OF SOFT, WONDERFUL SKIN ... WARM ... SEDUCTIVE ... LURING ... URGING HER ON AND ON AND ON TO ECSTASY!
HER CHEEKS HOLLOWED AND PUFFED, SWEAT STUCK OUT ON HER FOREHEAD, GASPS OF BREATH BETWEEN GULPS OF HOT, SCORCHING, PLUNGING COCK IN, IN, INTO HER TIGHT THROAT, OUT AGAIN, PULLED OUT TO LATHER AND BATHE IN HER HEAVY, BUBBLING SPIT!
She felt his hips swivel, hump wildly as passionate lust engulfed his entire body. Her sloppy trench was a mass of flowing juices, his stringy spit, while his tongue licked, his teeth nibbled, his face wallowed in her glory land. He was covered with her juices as his hands encircled her ass and the two of them rolled on the bed, sucking, tonguing, licking, gasping for air!
No longer was it she over him or the other way around, they were one fiery mass of flesh, blended together, seared together by sweat, licking, slurping, lapping, tonguing, nipping, tugging, gulping, while hands fondled, caressed, hugged and legs clamped around each other in one, wild, frantic, frenzied, passionate blast of fury!
"I'M MMMMMMMM CUMMMMMMIIIII-I N N N N N N N N N G G G G GG ... AAAAAAGGGGGGH-HHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGAAAAAA!! "
"ALLLLLLLLL OVER MY FACE ... YOUR HOT, STEAMING LATHER ... SOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOODDDDDD!! "
"DOWN MY THROAT ... IN MY MOUTH ... ALL OVER MY FACE AND HAIR ... AAAGGGGGHHH, OOOHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHH, EIIIIIIIII LOVEEE IT! HMMMMMM, DELICIOUS! GOOOOOOOOODDDDDD."
HIPS THRUST AGAINST SHOULDERS, CROTCHES OOZED AND BLASTED INTO FACES, ARMS FLEW, LEGS PARTED MORE AND MORE LETTING THE RUSH OF ORGASM FLOOD TO THE OTHER'S MOUTH AS CUM WAS GUZZLED, SMEARED, LATHERED ALL OVER. THROATS WERE CRAMMED WITH JUICE WHILE MORE OF IT TRICKLED DOWN FACES, THICK, CREAMY JUICE, THE SEEPING SMELLS FILLING THE AIR, THE SUCTIONING SOUNDS WRACKING, WILD, FRENZY BROKEN LOOSE TO HIGH HEAVEN AS THE TWO ROLICKED, PASSIONATELY ON THE BIG, FLUFFY BED!
PUDDLES OF THICK, SMEARED CREAM
ALL OVER THE LOOSE, PULLED SHEETS WHILE THE WILD ANTICS WENT ON AS GUSHES OF CUM BLASTED, BODIES JERKED, TONGUES LASHED OUT FOR MORE ... MORE DELICIOUS JUICE!
"UUUUUUOOOOOOOOO, BABY, WOW!" Tina finally surrendered her collapsed, wrung out body to sheer exhaustion.
They fell apart, gasping, groaning, grunting.
"We didn't even fuck. That was only the beginning," she moaned.
"like shit, baby, I gotta go! Business to do, you know. Keep it hot for me and I'll be home as soon as I can."
Tina felt the bed bounce as her husband left and trotted, his limp cock bouncing from one thigh to the other, into the bathroom.
Shower water gushed.
She heard him gargle away her womanly odors from his mouth. Water stopped.
Banging around to get all the good smelly stuff on him along with his clothes and shoes.
She heard him rush out of the bathroom and yell good-bye as he ran down the steps and out the back door.
ALONE AGAIN! PANIC! FRUSTRATION!
CALL YOUNG BILL!
NO!
JAIL!
LONELINESS! LONELINESS! SHE TRIED TO FIGHT IT! COULDN'T! NO WAY! BUT NOT THE YOUNG BOY! NOT HER SWEET, YOUNG BILL! NOT HIM!
SHE COULD NOT BARE THE LONELINESS
ANY LONGER! SHE COULD NOT FUCK A YOUNGSTER THAT MIGHT, BUT FOR THE GRACE OF GOD, BE HER OWN SON! IN REALITY SHE KNEW SHE COULD NOT WALK THE STREETS FOR COMFORT, A ONE NIGHT STAND, A "QUICKIE" IN FRONT OF THE COURT HOUSE ... NO ... SHE WAS ALONE, ALL ALONE.
All her wild ideas of fucking herself out of lonely frustration were nothing but wild fantasies, dreams, hallucinations. She could not bring herself to being the town tramp and she knew it!
SO SHE LAY ALONE....
The phone rang.
Tina reached absently to get it.
Dora's wild, hysterical voice blubbered that little Willie had run away again ... probably to Tina's house ... would she let her know? On and on Dora blabbed ... .
Tina dropped the phone and looked out of the window to see her husband walking out to the driveway and the car, stop a minute to talk to the young, blonde Bill, shrug his shoulders, get into the car and leave.
"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" she screamed and pulled on her short, dark curls.
Tina could still hear Dora babbling over the phone as it lay on her bed. Poor, hysterical mother.
POOR HYSTERICAL TINA!
What she had missed was Cliff going out the back door and seeing the slender, young boy coming up his driveway. The kid's head hung in desperation.
"What's the matter, Bill?" Cliff had asked, touching his shoulder.
"I ... guess ... I'm ... running away again ... . Can I stay with you and your wife? I've got no place else ... to go...." he stammered.
Cliff looked at the kid. Slender. Young. Just the age a child of their might be. So Cliff wouldn't be home, so what. This boy would be company for his wife and he knew how she adored kids.
A vulgar thought passed through Cliff's mind. No, it couldn't be. His wife and this kid, this dumb, innocent, shy, little boy? No. So his wife had gotten some wild ideas the last time Cliff was out of town and this kid had been in the house with her.
COINCIDENCE, THAT'S ALL!
Cliff shrugged his shoulders and told the kid to go on in. Naturally his friend's youngster was welcome at his home. Must be a chore bringing up kids now a days. Good thing the shy kid always ran to their place. If the kid got out on the highway he might really run into trouble, dope, wild women, booze. Sure, it was the least he could do for his friends and he knew it would make his leave easier for Tina.
Cliff got in his car and drove off.
Tina smiled and went back to her tossed and churned bed and picked up the phone. She didn't miss a word, Dora was still babbling about her son, what a failure she, as a mother had been and on and on and on.
Tina finally butted in and told her "Little Willie" had just walked up the drive.
LITTLE WILLIE WITH THE BIG COCK!
CHAPTER TEN
Tina and young Bill sat at the breakfast table, their eyes meeting over the orange juice.
"I thought maybe your husband would get suspicious when I ran away from home yesterday just as he was about to leave. I didn't mean to meet him in the driveway," Bill said.
"Cliff get suspicious? Never. I did think that was a cute little thing you did when Cliff and I were in the bath tub, getting so close to his sight while I licked off your cock. God, it makes me shake just to think about it. So close."
"Guess we're getting pretty bold, huh?" he gulped his juice.
"I'd say so. We can't get so brazen that we get sloppy about it and get caught. That would never set with your parents. I'm afraid a judge wouldn't be too happy about it either, so we do have to be a little careful."
Tina's bare tits bobbed above the table while she rested her elbows to sip on her coffee.
"This's sorta like a haven away from everything and still everything is right here ... you," he grinned, his long blonde hair falling softly over his slender shoulders.
"Well, we aren't gonna have out little paradise much longer! Give me that flowered mau-mau. Sally's car just stopped outside and HERE SHE COMES UP THE WALK! GOD, SHE CAN'T SEE YOU SITTING BARE ASSED AND ME NAKED! DAMN IT TO HELL!"
Tina hurried and cleared away his place at the table. Her round ass bounced as did her titties as she scurried to make it look like she alone was having breakfast.
She grabbed the full, flowing Hawaiian dress and tossed it over her dark curls while young Bill trembled and was about to head for the living room.
"NO! SHE'LL SEE YOU! IT'S ALL WINDOWS BETWEEN HERE AND THERE!" Tina shrieked.
"What'm I gonna do!" he said in a panic.
"I don't know! HIDE! SOMEPLACE!" Tina whispered, her eyes scanning the kitchen which was not exactly a place to play hide-and-seek.
Bill trembled, his cock got scared limp, his testicles hung loosely between his thighs.
"Under the table! Get your fanny down and under," she commanded, swatting his bare ass.
"She can still see me!" he wailed, crawling, sprinting to get under the kitchen table with the table cloth that hung low, but not so low as to reach the floor.
Tina sat at her place at the table with her cup of steaming coffee in front of her as she grabbed the kid's blonde hair and pushed him up under her long, flowing, flowered gown.
"Get between my legs, HURRY! SHE'S AT THE DOOR!" Tina urged, pushing, pulling her dress up so the kid could get under and struggling to get it back down over his slender shoulders and hide his ass from sight. Tina couldn't look to see if it was going to work. She just prayed Bill would make sure he was out of sight.
"HI!" bubbled the grinning Sally as she burst in the back door and faced Tina.
"Oh, my, God," Tina whispered, spilling her coffee on the table cloth as her hands shook, trembled uncontrollably. She rested her forehead on her other hand and gasped for breath, petrified of being caught.
"Gee, I didn't mean to scare you. Oh honey, I'm soooo sorry. It is our day for coffee, isn't it?" she asked happily, pulling out a captain's chair and plunking her butt down.
"I forgot," Tina fumbled for words, her hands still shaking.
"It figures. Cliff's gone again, you've got the blues. That's why I came over early. I just hate to see people unhappy. You get so down and out when he's gone. The last time he left you didn't even have us over for coffee."
Tina was gaining her composure, except the damned kid under her full skirt was amusing himself by nibbling at her pubic hair and she was about to flip with the excitement. She didn't dare move or he'd be exposed and she would be in jail. She couldn't tolerate his tormenting hot breath in her pussy and there sat dear, old Sally, happy as a lark, pouring herself coffee, juice and helping herself to donuts.
Sally was extremely bubbly and happy this morning for some dumb reason.
Tina thought her clit would go bananas if young Bill didn't let her crotch alone. She nonchalantly put her hand in her lap and tried to push the kid's head away from her pussy.
He didn't move an inch. His fingers separated her labia so his mouth could quietly suck on her erect clit while Tina trembled with excitement.
"You've really got the shakes this morning. Did you get drunk last night? You know, Tina, you've got to get an interest, you know, something to do while Cliff's off on these trips.
"You know it's his job. He has to go. Every time he does, you get so depressed and lonely, you almost die! Let's think of something you could get interested in while Cliff's gone. Why don't you get a job? You've got no kids to worry about ... . Oh, speaking of kids and worry ... did you know Dora's boy ... young Willie ... I think that's sort of dumb to call him Willie, his name's Bill ... anyway ... did you know he's run away again? That makes twice now.
"I just don't know what she's gonna do with him ... . " Sally sipped her coffee.
Usually Tina liked Sally. She was always bubbly and full of fun, bouncy, ready for action. Today Tina could kill her. Her enthusiasm for life, living it to the utmost, was driving Tina wild. Tina knew dear, sweet Sally could carry on a lively conversation for a week and nobody even had to answer her. She just fizzed with excitement over everything! Must be the reason she was so thin, always moving, squirming, leaning, adjusting, talking.
Tina burned with excitement as young Bill made the most of his position in life, fingering her pussy from under her long, full skirt.
The horrible thought appeared to flash across
Tina's mind of what if the kid should cough or get the sneezes? She shook again. Trembled in fear. My, God, how did she ever get into this position. First thing after Sally left, Tina was going to start locking some doors, put up some curtains that covered the windows instead of the flimsy things she had hanging there now. She had liked them since they let her see out and observe the lovely trees, bushes, little squirrels. The flimsy curtains also let people see in and if Sally hadn't been able to see clear through the kitchen on her walk up to the door from the drive, THE KID UNDER THE TABLE WOULD NOT BE UNDER THE TABLE!
BILL WOULD NOT BE FEELING INTO TINA'S TRENCH WHICH WAS GETTING WETTER BY THE MINUTE! THAT DAMNED KID WOULD NOT BE KISSING HER CLIT AS HE SEPARATED HER HAIRY LIPS.
SHE WOULD NOT BE SHAKING UNDER THE PRETENSE OF BEING LONELY.
THIS WAS ONE TIME IN HER LIFE TINA WISHED SHE WAS ALONE!
Sally noticed Tina was getting flushed.
"I think you're sick, I better put you to bed," she said, concerned.
"No, I'm fine. Really, I don't want to go to bed. I'll just rest my head on my hand as I scoot down here a bit in the chair. Now what were you saying about Dora's boy? He ran away again?"
Tina tried to turn the attention of the subject away from herself. She slid her ass down to where she was barely on the chair and let the boy between her legs have more room. She was already a shaking mass of flesh, so one more or less quiver would be understood by her dear friend.
Her dear friend was so busy gobbling down donuts and drinking coffee and talking that she would never notice an additional shake or quiver. Sally babbled on and on about the younger generation and how the kids of today were something else.
Tina agreed as she felt Bill's hot breath in her snatch, scorching, burning, fiery to her erect clit, building her emotions to explosiveness. She felt his young fingers slip in the squishiness of her oozing slit while the youngster played with her fluttering clit, around her spasming twat and fingered her ass-hole.
Tina could not move. She was paralyzed with ecstasy and fear at the same time.
TINA SAT SIMMERING, STEAMING! HER TWAT WAS ON FIRE WITH EXCITEMENT!
SHE FELT THE DIGGING INTO HER TRENCH OF THE YOUTH'S HOT, FIERY, LITTLE TONGUE! HIS SCORCHING BREATH FLAMED THE LENGTH OF HER SLIT WHICH WAS RUNNING HEAVILY WITH HER JUICES!
OH, MY, GOD!
She sat holding her flushed face as the smell of her womanly juices seeped up to her nostrils. She hoped her girl friend couldn't smell her thickly flowing cream.
A quiver, a shake, every now and then that she couldn't control would slip into motion. Prickles of passion rippled across her skin. Goose bumps stood out on her soft flesh as she endured the torture of the kid's flicking tongue between her legs, into her damp muff, back down into her soft, silky trench, touching across her erect, eager clit, circling her twat, round and round, BUT NOT
IN!
SHE COULD HARDLY STAND THE THRILLING GLORY OF HIS TORMENTING TONGUE, AND SHE KNEW SHE WOULD BLOW IF HIS TONGUE TOUCHED INTO HER SPASMING SNATCH ... BUT HER CRAVINGS, HER WILD DESIRES WERE OUT OF HAND AS SHE SAT, TRYING TO BE CALM, FORCING HER BODY NOT TO REACT, MAKING HER HANDS STAY STILL ... WHILE HER INSIDES GNAWED, GROUND, PITTED WITH EXCITEMENT! EAGER! ANXIOUS!
HER SLOBBERING THAT CRIED, WEPT FOR BILL'S TONGUE, SPASMED, CLUTCHED AND THE KID TORMENTED HER MORE AND MORE BY JUST RIMMING HER VAGINAL HOLE!
GODDAMNED, CUNTSUCKIN' LITTLE BASTARD! STICK IT IN! DAMN YOU! PUT YOUR HOT, POKER TONGUE IN MY SNATCH! TONGUE FUCK ME! GIVE IT TO ME! CUNTSUCKER! DON'T JUST EAT OUT MY SLIT, DON'T JUST LICK MY JUICES, STICK THAT DAMNED HOT TONGUE IN MY GUTS!
Tina quivered inside, tingled in her squishy crotch as the kid licked to her ass-hole.
Before she knew it she had gasped for breath, the thrill of the kid's mouth at her ass-hole was almost too much to bare!
She waved Sally's talking on, assuring her she was fine, just a flash of gas due to nerves. She got passed that one. She better watch it.
What was that damned kid doing? He was lifting her full skirt up to her knees.
She could not react to anything he did and he was doing one fine job of tormenting, torturing, teasing, making her life miserable ... and giving her the eating out of the year!
She felt the material hang over her knees under the table. Her thighs were spread so wide she thought she might fall off the chair since she was hanging on only by a bit of her buns anyway.
Her gaze dropped and she saw the blonde head bob around between her legs, nibbling at her widespread slit. She nearly burst with wicked excitement as she watched the young boy, so nimble and quiet, work his tongue in her slit. She watched his young fingers spread her labia so wide apart that when he leaned back slightly, she saw her own rigid, erect clit jerk for his tongue. She felt him blow on the tiny lovebud and about went berserk with agonized passion.
Tina's face flushed and she was so thankful her girl friend was across the table and could not see ... or smell her womanly juices because this kid was doing his thing to her, loving it, lapping her fluttering clit in such a manner she could see his pink tongue touch her erect clit!
Shivers of scorching lust spiraled up and down her spine as she tried to, HAD TO, control her motions that were observed above the table.
Tina reached for her coffee cup. Her hand shook so much she set it back down with a clatter.
Sally reached for her hand across the table, a bit of consoling. Her hand stroked up and down Tina's arm, and as Tina leaned forward to acknowledge her friend's concern, Tina's tits felt the tender touch of the kid's hands. He slipped them up under the full, flowered dress to grab onto her nipples as she leaned forward.
Tina was in misery!
Tortured! Tormented!
The warm feeling of Bill's hands on her breasts about did her in! The more Sally stroked her friend's arm in genuine concern, the more the kid pulled on her erect nipples like he was milking a cow, urging sparks of lust surging through her feverish body.
Tina leaned back in her captain's chair and let her juices flow! She had to control her body above the table, but there was nothing she could do about what the youngster was doing to her slippery slit, fingering into the slick silkiness, tonguing her jerking, fiery clit, fondling the soft folds of her soft, squishy skin, touching his hot hands to her ass-hole, putting his heated hands on her inner thighs, spreading, spreading her slit to make her jiggling clit stand at attention and then sticking out his young tongue, so she could see, while he whipped back and forth across the erratically vibrating lovebud.
TINA HAD NEVER BEEN IN SUCH HELL AND HEAVEN AT THE SAME TIME! MY, GOD!
CONTROL! USE CONTROL! SHE HAD TO! NOT A MOVEMENT THAT WOULD EXPOSE THE YOUNG CUNTEATER BETWEEN HER LEGS!
CONTROL! FIGHT FOR CONTROL WHILE EVERY FIERY EMOTION IN HER BODY FLAMED, BURNED, CONSUMED HER SANITY!
SHE PRICKLED WITH WICKED EXCITEMENT, LUSTY WANTON CRAVING FOR HIS HOT, FLICKING TONGUE TO JAB INTO HER WEEPING SNATCH ... NOT JUST RIM IT!
TINA COULD SEE HIS TONGUE!
SEE HIS PINK TONGUE ON HER ERECT CLIT, TRAIL DOWN TO HER DARK, DEEP VAGINA, RIM AROUND AND AROUND IN THE SHINY SLICKNESS OF HER CRAVING, SPASMING, CREAMING JUICES AND CUNT!
PASSION ENGULFED HER BODY AS SHE SAT, NOT MOVING, BARELY BREATHING, WATCHING THE YOUNG BOY LICK THE TRICKLE OF HER JUICES, NIBBLE ON HER EXPLOSIVE CLIT....
SHE HAD TO HAVE HIS TONGUE!
HER SNATCH DEMANDED IT!
TINA PUT HER HAND IN HER LAP, BELOW TABLE LEVEL, PLACED HER PALM ON BILL'S HEAD AND PUSHED HIS FACE INTO HER SLIPPERY, SQUISHY, WEEPING CROTCH. SHE FELT HIS FLUSHED FACE ROLL SIDE TO SIDE IN HER SWEET SMELLING JUICES ... .
SHE SAW HIS FACE LATHERED WITH HER JUICES....
SHE ... FELT ... HIS ... TONGUE!
MINSIDE HER SPASMING SNATCH!!
WIGGLING! DIGGING! TOUCHING THE SIDES OF HER VAGINAL WALLS, FEELING HER HOTNESS, HER MOISTNESS, HER CLINGING, HER CLUTCHING, HER WRAPPING HIS THRUST IN TONGUE IN THE WARM CARESSES OF HER SQUEEZING VAGINAL MUSCLES!
HER JISM FLOWED LIKE A BURST DAM! THICK, HOT, CREAMY JUICES FLOODED OUT OF HER SNATCH, LATHERING HIS FACE, HIS CHIN, LEAKING DOWN HER SQUISHY, SQUASHY TRENCH TO PUDDLE AT HER
ASSHOLE!
FIREWORKS EXPLODED IN HER GUTS!
SHE SAW STARS SHOOT ACROSS THE HEAVENS!
HER CROTCH QUIVERED, CLENCHED, OOZED OF HER LOVE JUICE WHILE THE BOY TONGUED, RIMMED HER VAGINAL MOUTH, THRUST IN HIS TONGUE TO TOUCH HER SPASMING HOTNESS ... .
That's when dear Sally decided to get up from her position at the table and go wash the crumbs from the donuts ... .
Sally stood and nearly dropped her teeth!
"NOW THAT IS SOMETHING ELSE!" she exclaimed in awe.
Tina and Bill had been found out! What difference now. Tina would go over to a judge and be found guilty and spend the rest of her natural life in jail ... .
Bill didn't give a damn! He was so horny, his young balls ached so much, his fingers kept her labia spread as he dived into her luscious, delicious cunt which spewed forth more and more cum, more and more of what he loved, her cum!
THE YOUTH SUCKED OPENLY NOW, NOT CARING HOW MUCH NOISE HIS TONGUE MADE, SUCKING, EATING, NIPPING, NIBBLING AT TINA'S CLIT, NOSING INTO HER SPASMING, TORRIDLY BURNING CROTCH AND LOVING IT, EVERY CUNTSUCKING MINUTE OF IT, THE LUSCIOUSNESS OF HER THICK CREAM THAT TASTED SO DAMNED GOOD TO THE FOURTEEN YEAR OLD.
Tina held the back of his blonde head into her spasming, weeping crotch while she weaved back and forth over his head, her rigid nipples touching his head with every slow, agonizingly good movement!
" AA A AAAHHHHHH, AAAAAAGGGG-GGHHHHHH, HHHHHHMMMMMM," she moaned, tormented, with the shooting, lusty passion which wracked her body with wild fury. Tina weaved back and forth, feeling her orgasm flood the child's face, her torment was now over ... .
Tina was well satisfied as she collapsed back in the captain's chair.
Sally stood, stunned, ogling the cuntsucking sight before her eyes.
"I don't believe it...." she gasped. "I just don't believe it!"
The young boy looked up at the two women from his place between Tina's widespread thighs. His youth was so beautiful, made even more so by the glisteny shine of her orgasm which had smeared all over his nicely featured face. His long, blonde hair hung like a halo around his flushed, young face ... skin so soft ... eyes so clear and blue ... begging---
"OH, MY BALLS HURT! SO MUCH! MY NUTS GOTTA BLAST OFF! JESUS CHRIST HELP ME! I HURT SO MUCH!" He was almost crying with agony.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Sally was awe struck as she looked at her best friend's widely spread crotch and saw her other best friend's young face down there, smeared with cum, his eyes begging ... for what ...
His balls ached, he had said so.
Sally stretched her arms to the boy, to take him away from Tina's oozing crotch.
Tina was wiped out from her orgasm, but she had brains enough to know her ass was mud as she watched Sally take the young boy by the hand and lead him to her chair. Tina cried tears of fear, woe, loss, of the punishment she knew she would get and rightfully had coming to her.
SHE HAD BEEN CAUGHT MOLESTING A FOURTEEN YEAR OLD. SHE HAD BEEN CAUGHT WITH HIS FACE IN HER CROTCH WHILE SHE SPEWED HER CUM TO HIS HUNGRY MOUTH, HIS YOUNG FACE, HIS DARLING BODY ... .
TINA WAS UP SHIT CREEK!
"So this's why you come over here when you run away," Sally said sitting in her chair with the young naked boy in front of her.
"You always do run away when Cliff's out of town, don't you? Do you know how you worry your mother? Do ... you ... know you have ... a ... lovely cock? Simply precious. Why would you use your young prick on women our ages? Why not a young girl?
"For being so young, you certainly are well hung. Lovely cockhead. You know you should be dating young girls, don't you? You do know that what you and Tina are doing is wrong?
"Of course, a young girl doesn't have the experience we older women do ... and certainly would not appreciate a cock like yours ... young, strong ... throbbing. Absolutely beautiful. It's been so long since I've seen such a young, sturdy prick much less touched one ... . " Sally said softly.
Bill stood quivering before Sally.
"I hurt. My balls ache. My cock's gonna explode. OOOOOOHHHHHH," he moaned.
"You poor darling, so young, such pain ... . " Sally cooed.
She got up in her usual rapid way, always bouncy, exuberant and ripped off her tight fitting pants from her slender hips and ass. Quickly she sat the young boy in the chair and straddled his hot, steaming crotch.
"I'll take the hurt away, little boy. You just give me a good fuck! Wow, is your cock vibrating, jerking, thumping. Wanna feel something nice and hot and tight that'll make everything fine?
"STICK YOUR COCK IN MY HOLE, BABY! FEEL HOW HOT I AM! PUSH THAT ROCK-HARD COCK OF YOURS CLEAR UP TO MY EARS IF YOU WANNA! GOD, I LOVE IT! I CAN FEEL THE SMOOTH COCKHEAD AT MY HOLE, AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH, YOUR COCK'S SLIPPIN' IN, IN, IN ... HHHHHHMMMMMMMMM, LIKE THAT? FEEL MY MUSCLES SQUEEZE AROUND YOUR COCK? GOOD, HUH? OOOOOOHHHHHH, I CAN
FEEL EVERY THUD OF YOUR BLOOD-GORGED PRICK AS THE BIG THING SLIPS UP INSIDE ME! MY, GOD, A YOUNG COCK'S SOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOD!
"GODDAMN IT, YOU'VE GOT A GOOD, HARD, STEADY COCK! YOU CAN HOLD A HARD-ON, TOO, BABY! FEEEEEELLLL-LLSSSSSS SOOOOOOOOO GOOOOD! LIKE IT WHEN I BOUNCE UP AND DOWN, MY VAGINAL WALLS STROKING YOUR PRECIOUS COCK, LOVING YOUR YOUNG PRICK, TIGHT AROUND YOUR COCK TO SQUEEZE OUT YOUR DELICIOUS CUMMMMMMMMM. HHHHHHMMMMMMMMM, DOES TINA SUCK YOUR COCK FOR YOU? DOES SHE EAT THE CUMMMMMMMMM. I'LLL JUST BET SHE DOES!
"HMMMMMMMMM, WHAT A FUCK STICK! SOOOOOO HARD! THE BEATS NEARLY SHAKE MY WHOLE BODY! BOY, AM I HOT! PUMP IT TO ME, KID, MAKE IT A GOOD FUCK! PUMP YOUR HIPS AND THRUST THAT BEAUTIFUL COCK CLEAR UP INSIDE ME! SOOOOOO HOT! SOOOOOO HARD! THROBS AND THUMPS LIKE YOU GOT MORE THAN YOU CAN HANDLE, BUT BABY, THERE AIN'T BEEN A COCK IN THIS WORLD THAT I CAN'T HANDLE! UP AND DOWN I GO! WOW, WHAT A FAT COCKHEAD! GOOOOOODDDDDD ... . "
Sally's breathing was hard and heavy. She pulled her tee shirt off and thrust a small tit into the boy's mouth. She was exhilarated the way his tongue flicked her nipple, the way his young hands slipped to her back, down to her ass as he slipped forward on the chair for more freedom of movement and PUMPED HIS COCK INTO HER UP AND DOWN SLIDING VAGINA!
Sally's body craved a good fuck and this was it! Sure she and the girls talked, but not one of them had a fuck as good as this kid could give.
Sally bounced hotly up and down Bill's jabbing, throbbing prick and her words came out sort of shaky as she said, "I don't think we should invite Dora to our morning coffee anymore, do you?"
"No, I don't," Tina said, relieved, knowing she wasn't going to jail anymore than was Sally. "Cliff's out of town most of the time you know. If Bill, here can't manage to run away so much, because we don't want Dora to worry ... " Tina started.
"I've got ... friends...." he snorted, thrusting his cock up into Sally's twat, feeling her warmth, her tightness, her womanly clutches around his pumping cock.
"Great! We're in business! Fuck it to me, baby! Pump that cock into my hungry snatch! You teach him, or is this a natural instinct?"
"Both," Tina said, knowing the glow that was building inside Sally's body and feeling it herself from just watching.
The young boy's hands were all over Sally's naked body. His young flexed ass heaved his jack-hammering cock up into her twat with all the vigor of youth.
HE FELT HIS SMOOTH COCKHEAD GLIDE IN HER JUICES UP AND UP INSIDE HER WARM, MOIST VAGINA. HIS STEM THROBBED AGAINST THE SIDES OF HER SQUEEZING SNATCH. HIS BALLS HUNG OVER THE EDGE OF THE CHAIR AND HE FELT TINA'S HOT
HANDS FONDLING THEM!
GOD, HE WAS FUCKING ONE WOMAN WHILE THE OTHER PLAYED WITH HIS TESTICLES AND NOW FINGERED HIS ASSHOLE!
HIS YOUNG BODY QUIVERED WITH PASSION AS THE TWO WICKED, FUCK CRAZED WOMEN WORKED THE YOUTH'S COCK! HE LOVED IT!
HIS COCK! RED HOT! PUMPING! GRINDING! THROBBING! BEATING! BEING SQUEEZED TO ORGASM BY HER HOT, TIGHT, STRONG CUNT MUSCLES!
HE FELT HIS LUST BEAT, THROB, TINGLE AND THE GURGLE AT HIS PISS-HOLE ... WHICH WAS THE BEGINNING OF HIS CUM!
SALLY FELT THE BLAST OF YOUNG SPERM, GUSH AFTER EXPLOSION INTO HER SHAKING, WRACKING BODY!
