CHAPTER ONE - Introduction
CHAPTER TWO - The Sexy Neighbor
CHAPTER THREE - Sex And The Single Neighbor
CHAPTER FOUR - Divorcees Who Prefer Boys
CHAPTER FIVE - Married Neighbors
CHAPTER SIX - Girls And Their Mothers
CHAPTER SEVEN - Miscellaneous Case Histories
CHAPTER ONE
INTRODUCTION
"Have you finished mowing the yard, Tom?" Nancy called out from her upstairs bedroom.
"Yes," Tom replied from his seat on the back porch. During the spring and summer months, the husky sixteen-year-old usually earned a tidy sum mowing yards and doing various odd jobs for his neighbors in the prosperous suburban area. Nancy was one of his favorite customers because she employed him frequently and paid him quite well. Although she was a housewife more than twice his age, she was an extremely pleasant and likeable woman with an attractive figure that men noticed.
"Good," Nancy told him. "I've got another job for you upstairs if you don't mind."
"Okay," Tom agreed.
As he walked up the carpeted stairs that led to the second floor, Tom was not expecting anything extraordinary. As a result, his heart skipped a beat and the well built teenager stopped dead in his tracks the instant he glanced inside the opened bedroom door.
Wearing only a black brassiere and dark brown pantyhose, Nancy was standing in front of her mirror combing her brunette hair. Her back was to him and she was apparently not aware of his presence. Catching his breath sharply, Tom gazed at her attractive figure with obvious fascination. Her soft shoulders and bare back were feminine and smooth, and the formfitting pantyhose fitted her curvaceous buttocks and full, shapely legs to perfection. Although he realized he had no business standing there, Tom found himself rooted to the spot.
"Oh, my goodness! I didn't realize the door was open!" Nancy suddenly exclaimed, glancing back over her shoulder.
The pretty housewife quickly grabbed a light blue negligee but not before Tom caught a full view of her well filled, steeply pointed brassiere and the intriguing triangle of brown hair at the fork of her legs. Looking flushed and a little embarrassed, Nancy quickly slipped on the negligee. Tom had never seen her blush before and thought that it made her look all the more feminine and appealing.
"It's not your fault, I realize," Nancy said, slipping her feet into a pair of pink mules.
The light blue negligee did not really conceal her figure and Tom could not take his eyes off of her. To his embarrassment, the sturdy teenager could feel an erection beginning to form. Hoping that she wouldn't notice, he tried to resist the temptation to look at her.
"What did you want me to do?" he asked.
"I wanted you to help me move some furniture," Nancy replied.
Despite her efforts her negligee fell open in front, giving Tom another glimpse of her nicely filled brassiere. The black garment contrasted vividly with her milk white flesh. Her cheeks prettily flushed, Nancy pulled her negligee together and tried to hold it with her hands.
"Oh, I see," Tom said. Intrigued by the sight of her scantily clad feminine figure, the young man was helpless to prevent a pounding erection from developing. His cheeks grew warm with embarrassment as he realized there was no way he could conceal the tent-like bulge in his thin summer slacks.
"There's some things in the attic I'd like to bring down," Nancy explained. Her eyes moved downward and she tried to conceal her surprise as she noticed the all too obvious lump in the young man's slacks. It was readily apparent that she was more flustered than angered by the sight.
"Okay," Tom agreed, feeling thoroughly mortified but not knowing what to do. Despite his embarrassment, however, he could not remove his eyes from Nancy's lush figure. The outline of her brassiere and pantyhose was clearly visible beneath her thin negligee.
"Tom!" Nancy spoke with a sudden urgency in her voice.
Their eyes met and the well developed teenager was quite astonished to see the promising look on her face. "Yes?" he asked.
"Come here!" Nancy said, a soft smile on her face. Her cheeks a pretty crimson, the attractive housewife dropped her hands and allowed her negligee to fall open in front.
Quite dismayed and thinking that she was only teasing him, Tom stepped forward. Almost before he realized what was happening, her well filled brassiere was pressing against his chest and her soft arms were around his neck.
"My, you've grown up quite a bit, haven't you?" Nancy spoke in a teasing voice.
She kissed him warmly on the lips and Tom impulsively slipped his hands around her small waist to pull her closer to him. Although he was still sure she was only teasing him and would draw back at any moment, he kissed her firmly on the lips and was surprised to find her mouth open. They exchanged an open-mouthed kiss with their tongues in contact and to his dismay he quickly found Nancy's hand resting on the bulge in his thin slacks.
"Don't worry, we're all alone," she told him, letting her hand squeeze his erection affectionately. "Mmmmmm, you're well built!"
"So are you!" Tom managed. More than a little stunned by the sudden developments, the husky teenager could still hardly believe that his shapely neighbor was really serious.
Nancy laughed and the two of them exchanged another kiss. Once again Tom found Nancy's lips parted and their tongues met in a deep french kiss. As the aroused young man pulled her closer to him, Nancy squirmed in a provocatively feminine fashion as his erection pressed against her.
"Take off your clothes!" Nancy told him with an inviting smile. Stepping back and slipping out of her mules, the attractive housewife peeled off her flimsy negligee and stood smiling in front of him attired only in her black bra and formfitting pantyhose.
His eyes alternating between the steeply pointed cones of her bra and the tuft of brunette hair clearly discernible beneath the body-sheath of her pantyhose, Tom quickly stripped off his clothes without even pausing to think about it. As he straightened up after removing his shorts, Nancy stared intently at his rigid masculine member. Crowned by a mushroom-shaped head, the long sleek muscle stood proudly erect.
"My, you've grown up to be a real stud!" Nancy exclaimed, suddenly grabbing his sturdy lance and squeezing it firmly in her soft hand.
Catching his breath at the delightfully pleasant contact of a feminine hand on his throbbing organ, Tom excitedly extended his hands and felt her breasts through the satiny brassiere. Nancy wriggled and smiled at him in a teasing manner.
"Want to take it off for me?" she asked with a tongue-in-cheek smile. Brushing against him, she continued playing with his rigid cock in a tormenting manner.
Tom quickly reached behind her back and found the snap of her bra. Releasing the snap, he pulled the bra straps from her shoulders and watched with fascination as the two cups fell away to reveal jouncing, pink-tipped breasts. Looking flushed and pleasantly excited, Nancy leaned against him and allowed her nipples to brush teasingly against his bare chest. Tom hastily extended his hand into the waistband of her pantyhose and began pulling downward.
"Here, let me do it!" Nancy told him. "You'll tear them."
Stepping back, the attractive brunette slipped her hands into the filmy garment and began working it downward. Licking his lips, Tom gazed intently as the thick tuft of rich brown hair came into view. Nancy quickly worked the pantyhose down her smooth white legs and gracefully stepped out of them.
"There!" she exclaimed, tossing the nylon garment aside.
Their arms extended, the two of them fell into a warm embrace with their nude bodies pressed tightly together. Tom's stiffly erect penis brushed against her warm tummy as the two of them exchanged another deep french kiss. Her plump breasts teasing his bare chest, Nancy coiled a soft hand around his stiff member and stroked it lightly.
"I can't get over how big it is!" she told him. "With a piece of meat like this you ought to be able to make every housewife in the neighborhood ! "
Her hand clasped tightly around his erect organ, Nancy guided him over to the bed. Their arms wrapped around one another, the two of them exchanged an openmouthed kiss as they sat down on the side of the bed. Tom's hands explored her warm feminine body, stroking her soft flesh and caressing her firm breasts.
"I'm going to do something I haven't done before!" Nancy told him, her eyes full of promise. "Maybe I shouldn't but I can't resist ! "
Pushing his bare knees apart with one hand, the shapely housewife quickly dropped to her knees between his open thighs. Brushing her long brunette hair back out of the way, Nancy leaned forward and impulsively planted a moist kiss right on the crown of his rigidly erect organ. Tom's body jerked reflexively and the well developed teenager took a deep breath at the suddenly pleasant sensation. Grasping the base of his stiff cock with her right hand, Nancy eagerly extended her pink tongue and went to work licking the head.
"Oh!" Tom exclaimed. "You really know how to turn a guy on!"
"Like it?" Nancy teased, rolling her tongue over the highly sensitive area just behind the head.
"Sure do!" Tom admitted, instinctively thrusting his pelvis back and forth in response to the tantalizing caresses.
Her soft tongue extended as far as she could, Nancy licked up and down the rigid member with tormenting swipes. Watching closely, Tom caught his breath in short gasps and continually bit his lip as the intensely pleasant sensations shot through his young body. It seemed impossible that his attractive neighbor was doing that for him.
"I want to put it clear in my mouth!" Nancy told him, nibbling playfully on the head with her lips as she spoke. "If I can!" she added.
"Go ahead!" Tom told her, almost holding his breath in anticipation.
"It's so big I don't know if I can!" Nancy said in a teasing voice. "Well, here goes!"
Tom watched intently as the shapely brunette formed her pretty mouth into a wide oval. Clasping his upright penis with just her fingertips, Nancy took a deep breath and lowered her blushing face to the stiff masculine organ. A moment later Tom felt the tantalizing sensations of a warm and wet feminine mouth closing around the crown of his pounding erection.
"Wow!" Tom gasped with surprise and delight. The highly aroused teenager could barely resist the temptation to grab Nancy's brunette head and shove his aching cock deep into her mouth.
Her tongue busily at work with teasing flicks, the comely housewife paused with the head just inside her mouth to get used to it. Her saliva quickly began soaking the sturdy muscle and from time to time she swallowed audibly. Continually brushing her brunette hair back out of her way, Nancy began working the masculine organ farther into her feminine mouth.
"Oh, that's the way!" Tom encouraged her, watching as more and more of his purplish muscle disappeared between her lips.
"Mmmmmm!" Nancy moaned with a mixture of discomfort and excitement as the thick lance pried her jaws far apart and penetrated deeply into her mouth.
"I never thought you could get it in that far!" Tom admitted.
Pausing for a moment to enjoy the feeling of having a mouthful of rock hard teenage cock, Nancy slowly and gently began sucking on the throbbing member. Wrapping his bare legs around Nancy's smooth waist, Tom leaned back on his elbows and forearms to thoroughly enjoy her eating of his rigid penis. Her flushed color and the distraught look of discomfort and pleasure on her face made it apparent that she was enjoying it as much as he was.
Lubricated by her constantly flowing saliva, the thick masculine member slid easily back and forth in her mouth. The sucking sounds were quite audible and Nancy had to pause at times to swallow with a loud gurgle. Thoroughly tormented by the delightfully warm and wet feminine caresses, Tom thrust his hips back and forth on the bed. He could not take his eyes from Nancy's face and found himself almost hypnotized by the sight of his sleek cock sliding back and forth deep inside her pretty mouth.
"Mmmmm, you're driving me right out of my skull!" the husky teenager told her.
Drawing back until just the head was inside her mouth, Nancy shook her brunette head vigorously from side to side to tantalize him all the more. Although she was obviously quite short of breath, she seemed to have no intention of relinquishing his throbbing penis from her oral grip. Turning her head from one side to the other, she allowed the head to press outward against first one cheek and then the other. Watching the bulges that formed in her cheek, Tom found his breath coming in short gasps.
"Wow, I can't believe it!" he told her. "I can't!"
Nancy's brunette head began bobbing up and down in his lap as the shapely housewife once again resumed her sucking efforts. Tormented nearly beyond endurance by the tantalizing blow job she was administering, Tom found himself struggling to hold back the delicious sensations as long as possible. Taking in deep breaths and thrusting his pelvis regularly back and forth, the husky teenager bit his lips and tried to hold off to the last possible second.
Nancy groaned with rising excitement as she sucked furiously on her young neighbor's rigid cock. It soon became apparent that his self-restraint was rapidly melting away. Thrusting his hips with quick, jerky movements, the excited teenager clasped both hands down firmly over Nancy's brunette head. Knowing that she was going to get a real mouthful at any moment, the attractive housewife moaned with expectation.
No longer able to hold himself back, Tom came right up off the bed as his masculine fluids suddenly began spurting into Nancy's waiting mouth. As the warm salty fluid splashed against the insides of her mouth, the voluptuous brunette gulped and gurgled with an obvious mixture of discomfort and excitement. She made no effort to evade the erupting young fountain and in fact seemed eager to get every drop. As Tom settled back on the bed, she determinedly kept his young cock as far in her mouth as she could. The sleek teenage organ went contently limp before she released it from her oral grip.
"Mmmmmm, I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did!" Nancy told him with a teasing smile when she finally got to her feet.
Tom licked his lips as he gazed at the pretty crop of brunette hair surrounding her cunny. "It's my turn to turn you on next!" he told her.
Nancy seemed genuinely pleased. "I was hoping you'd say that!" she told him.
Grabbing a pillow and placing it in the middle of the bed, Nancy seated herself atop the pillow and stretched out supine. Tom watched with growing fascination as she lifted her knees and spread her smooth white legs apart, giving him a clear view of the pink groove that lay surrounded by the curly brown hair. Thoroughly intrigued by the appealing sight, Tom dropped to his knees between her knees.
"Mmmmmm, I can hardly wait!" Nancy told him in an excited voice. As she spoke, she spread her lush thighs even farther apart to give him more room to work in.
Although he really wasn't too sure how to go about it, Tom leaned forward with both hands extending into the pretty nest. Exploring the plump outer lips of her vulva with his fingertips, the excited teenager worked his fingers into the delightfully moist crevice and began drawing the folds apart. The two outer lips came open with a pleasant squishing sound, revealing an exciting expanse of pink feminine meat.
"Oooh!" Nancy exclaimed as she felt his fingers at work.
Tom promptly buried his face against the lush pink meat and extended his tongue.
"Ahh!" Nancy emitted a squeal of delight as she suddenly felt Tom's tongue deep inside her. Her pelvis thrust automatically and she excitedly pulled her feet back and allowed her smooth bare legs to dangle down his back.
His face suddenly bathed in feminine honey, Tom slipped his palms under Nancy's satiny buttocks and began licking her crease with eager swipes. Gasping with delight, the pretty housewife thrust her hips back and forth with coital-like movements and continually ran her hands through his hair to encourage him. Her sleek thighs were coiled tightly around his head, holding him in a firm grip.
"Oh, eat me! That's the way!" she told him in a distraught voice. "I love being eaten!"
Working the length of her pink slit with his tongue, Tom nibbled at the juicy outer lips. By this time the attractive older woman was soaking wet between the legs and her thighs kept squeezing tightly against his head as she rocked back and forth on the bed.
"Keep going!" Nancy spoke in an insistent voice. "I love it!"
Working his tongue deep inside her groove and sucking out her juices with audible slurping sounds, Tom found her clitoris and began stabbing at it with his tongue. Feeling his masculine tongue against her tiny button. Nancy gasped with delight and began pumping back and forth with excited thrusts. Arching her back sharply, she wriggled about with sensuous catlike movements.
"Oh, you're driving me insane!" she told him in a breathless voice. "Keep doing it!"
His face plastered against her wet pussy, Tom thrust his tongue inside her as far as he could. Swimming in her feminine juices, he could feel her body's rhythmic contractions as she responded to his clitoral caresses. Catching her breath with loud gasps and wildly thrusting her hips back and forth, Nancy anxiously clutched at his head as her orgasm approached.
"Oooh, I'm coming! Oooooh!" Nancy cried out in an ecstatic voice.
The attractive housewife jerked her hips with frantic thrusts as she reached her climax. As if a sudden jolt of electricity had been passed through her body, she stiffened momentarily and then collapsed in convulsive shudders. Quite astonished by the intensity of her orgasm, Tom kept his face buried against her wet pussy as long as he could.
"Wow, that was beautiful, Tom!" Nancy breathlessly told him as he finally pulled back. As the well built teenager straightened up, she caught sight of his erection. "Put it in me, Tom!" she demanded. "Christ, you're such a stud!"
His young cock pounding with excitement, Tom promptly stretched out on top of his attractive neighbor. As the crown of his sturdy lance brushed against her wet pussy hairs, Nancy grabbed it to escort it into her groove. Sliding forward with virile thrusts, Tom felt her wet vaginal walls clinging to his throbbing penis with a delightful grip. As the thick muscle dilated her vaginal walls to the utmost, Nancy excitedly wrapped her bare arms and legs around him in a warm embrace.
"Oh, go ahead and fuck me, Tommy!" she exclaimed. "This is going to be wonderful!"
His bare chest scraping against her taut nipples, the well built teenager began rocking back and forth. Wriggling about under him in a thoroughly provocative fashion, Nancy kept all four smooth limbs tightly entwined about him. Arching her back sharply and moving her hips from side to side, she seemed to know exactly how to respond to his forward thrusts.
"Oh, that's the way!" Nancy told him in a breathless voice. "Oh, you're just like a stallion!"
Tormented by her wriggling feminine body and wet, clinging vagina, Tom stroked with progressively more powerful strokes that sent his hard lance thrusting deep inside her. His strong masculine body pressed down against her, dominating her and making her feel almost helpless and quite feminine. Kissing and biting at him, Nancy dug her fingernails into his back to urge him on.
"Oh, you're simply crushing me!" she cried out. "I've never been fucked like this!"
Riding her with virile, punishing strokes, Tom slammed his weight down against her with each forward thrust. Holding back as long as he could, he finally thrust forward with one final lunge and sent his masculine fluids jetting into her vagina. Feeling the warm gush deep inside her, Nancy uttered a cry of excitement and found herself experiencing a delightful orgasm.
"Don't get up! Let it soak!" she told him afterwards.
"Okay," Tom quickly agreed.
Gasping for breath, the two of them lay with their organs engaged and their limbs entwined for the next few minutes.
"I hope you'll let me take advantage of your expert stud service in the future," Nancy told him with a smile when they finally separated.
"You won't have to worry about that!" Tom assured her.
As the foregoing example indicates, in this book we are going to study the phenomenon of the seductive neighbor. Although the seductive neighbor syndrome is hardly anything new, it has received considerable impetus by the Sexual Revolution. Sexologists studying the modern sexual scene have been astonished by the number of cases they have uncovered involving casual relationships among neighbors. Although exact estimates are impossible to obtain, it is clear that the seductive neighbor syndrome is one of the most widespread modern sexual developments.
Although the seductive neighbor syndrome appears in various contexts, it is most frequently found in situations involving older women and young boys. The reasons for this are quite understandable. Adolescent boys are of course always looking for sexual outlets and older neighbor women often make ideal partners. Such an older woman is in effect a mother-substitute, which permits the young man to have an Oedipal relationship without the guilt feelings that would be involved in a similar relationship with his own mother. The importance of the Oedipal attachment should not be underestimated.
Moreover, an older woman is often considered a desirable partner because of her greater experience. A young boy who is lacking in confidence about his own virility may be reluctant to approach a girl of his own age, because of the tense atmosphere that often develops in such situations and the embarrassment he would feel if he failed to perform in a suitable manner. With an older woman, the atmosphere is often much more relaxed and casual and with her greater experience, the chances of failure are minimized.
It is not surprising that single women and divorcees become sexually involved with younger boys, since such women are often deprived of adult sexual partners. However, it is somewhat surprising that more and more married women appear to be seeking similar affairs with young boys. It appears that the Sexual Revolution and the women's liberation movement have raised sexual expectations among many married women. Failing to sexual satisfaction with their husbands, such women often turn to younger and more adaptable partners.
Neighborhood contacts between older women and younger boys occur in various ways. As the preceding example shows, housewives and other older women often employ teenage boys to perform various tasks around the house and yard, and this type of casual employment can often lead to situations where a sexual encounter takes place. In similar fashion, paper boys and adolescents with delivery jobs sometimes find themselves alone with an older woman who has seduction on her mind.
Another and surprisingly frequent method of contact between older women and younger boys results from the fact that adolescent boys often like to amuse themselves and try to satisfy their sexual curiosity by acting as peeping toms in the neighborhoods in which they live. Since many women are notoriously and sometimes intentionally careless about pulling the shades when they are disrobing, the efforts of such boys often produce rewards far greater than expected. This often occurs in small towns, where a woman who gives such an exhibition does not run the risk that such an activity would entail in a metropolitan high-crime area.
In this book, we will concentrate on various aspects of the seductive neighbor syndrome with particular reference to the older woman-young boy theme. Of course, the syndrome has ramifications beyond this theme and we will examine some of them.
CHAPTER TWO
THE SEXY NEIGHBOR
Seventeen-year-old Gene really knew very little about the couple who lived next door in the pleasant suburb of Los Angeles. Mr. Baker was a businessman who appeared to be in his early forties. He seemed to be home only rarely and then on weekends. Martha, his wife, was an exceptionally attractive blonde who appeared to be at least ten years younger than her husband. It was said that at one time Martha had enjoyed a promising career as a film starlet, but no one really seemed to know for sure.
From his upstairs bedroom, Gene enjoyed an unobstructed view of the swimming pool that took up a large part of the Bakers' backyard. The sexually curious teenager was quick to discover that Martha frequently enjoyed sunning herself around the pool whenever the opportunity presented itself. Clad in a skimpy bikini and sunglasses, the shapely platinum blonde would spend hours lying around the pool.
Quite intrigued by her voluptuous figure, Gene often found himself discreetly observing her from behind his bedroom window. He even obtained a pair of binoculars so that he could observe her more closely. Unaware of his attentions, Martha invariably gave an interesting exhibition of feminine pulchritude. As she lay on her tummy to let the sun reach her back, her tiny bikini pants covered only a small portion of her delightfully rotund and girlishly wide buttocks. Gene could clearly see her gluteal muscles flexing and rippling in the warm sunlight, and it was a sight that more often than not left him with a very powerful erection.
And there were times when Martha would simply strip off her bikini halter and set it aside while she sunned herself. Her breasts were full and quite large but at the same time very firm, and the effect those two mounds had on the fascinated teenager was quite predictable. At times, she would get up and walk around while dressed in that "mono-kini" style, and the sight of her jouncing breasts would remain vividly in Gene's mind for hours afterward.
The well developed teenager was content to admire his comely neighbor from afar. It did not occur to him that Martha might be bored with her older husband and just might be looking for a young stud to please her. Although he had seen movies dealing with such themes, he did not associate them with reality. As a result, he made no attempt to strike up an acquaintance with his attractive neighbor.
The two of them met only by coincidence one afternoon when Martha came over to borrow something from his mother. Since his mother was not at home, Gene answered the door and found himself facing his shapely neighbor. Martha was attired in a brief halter and formfitting hip huggers that displayed her enticing figure to best advantage.
"Hi, your mom around?" she asked, smiling at him.
"No, she went shopping," Gene replied. "She should be back in a few minutes."
"Mind if I wait?" Martha asked with a bright smile.
"No, if you want," Gene replied.
The two of them sat down on the back porch. Seated across from his attractive guest, Gene could not take his eyes off of her although he tried to be discreet about it. Her white halter seemed almost transparent and he thought he could discern the outline of her nipples beneath it. Visions of her seated and walking around her swimming pool attired only in bikini pants began playing through his mind, and to his embarrassment he quickly found himself endeavoring to conceal a pulsating erection.
"I think I hear your mother in the driveway now," Martha spoke up.
"Yes," Gene replied. For a brief moment he thought that Martha had caught sight of his erection, and he knew that his face was getting red despite his efforts to control himself.
As his mother came up to the back porch, the two women started talking and went inside. Martha emerged in a few moments with a package under her arm and flashed a smile in his direction.
"You know, I didn't realize that you don't have a swimming pool back here," she told him.
"No, we don't," Gene admitted.
"You're free to use ours any time you want," she told him.
"Thanks," Gene replied, a little surprised by the offer. He had no difficulty picturing himself seated at the pool with Martha beside him in her skimpy bikini.
"Like right now, if you wish," she went on. "I'm in the mood for some sunbathing myself."
"Okay," Gene agreed with alacrity. "I'll have to get my suit."
"See you in a few minutes!" Martha said as she walked away. Her parting smile seemed almost flirtatious.
Changing into his swimming trunks, Gene quickly went next door. Martha was already in her skimpy bikini by the time he arrived.
"Bet I can beat you to the pool!" the shapely platinum blonde told him with a teasing smile.
Turning her back, she began running down a path that led around the house. His fascinated eyes glued on her bouncing bottom and lithe smooth legs, Gene was content to let her lead the way.
"Here goes!" Martha yelled, jumping into the pool with a noisy splash.
Gene jumped in behind her and the two of them began swimming around in the pleasantly cool water. Despite the distortions created by the water, he remained thoroughly aware of her voluptuous and scantily-clad figure as she swam lazily around the pool. Her long blonde hair and beautifully bronzed body gave her a goddess-like appearance as she glided easily through the blue water.
"Wow, it's colder than I thought!" she exclaimed, climbing out of the water and seating herself at the pool's edge with her feet dangling in the water.
Gene emerged from the water and sat down as close to her as he dared. Her brief bikini halter barely covered the tips of her breasts, and the husky teenager continually gazed at her although he tried quite hard not to be obvious about it.
"You should have come over a long time ago," Martha told him, swinging her feet back and forth in the water and creating miniature waves. "There's no point letting a good pool like this go to waste."
"Yes, it's a great pool," Gene replied. His eyes inspecting every detail of her lush figure, he could feel the pressure against his swimming trunks.
"And it's completely private, too," Martha told him. "No one can see you back here."
"Oh, yes they can. From my bedroom..." Gene suddenly stopped, realizing that he had spoken much too quickly.
"Oh?" Martha looked thoroughly startled for a moment and then smiled at the young man. "Well, you learn something every day."
"I'm sorry," Gene apologized. "I didn't mean to embarrass you."
"That's okay," Martha replied, her cheeks becoming slightly flushed. "That's what I get for running around practically in my birthday suit."
Gene didn't know what to say next, but it was quite apparent that his attractive neighbor was more amused than annoyed to find that he had been spying on her.
"Why don't we go inside?" Martha suggested. "Don't you think it's too cold out here?"
"I guess so," Gene replied although it didn't really seem that cold to him.
Martha smiled flirtatiously at him as they walked in the back door. "Here, dry yourself with this," she told him, tossing him a large bath towel.
Tossing her blonde hair from side to side, Martha picked up another towel and began drying herself. As might be expected, Gene found it difficult to keep his eyes off of her scantily clad figure.
"Tell me," Martha said, standing in front of him with a teasing smile on her face. "Do you spy on me very often?"
Gene managed a slightly sheepish laugh. "Whenever I get the chance," he admitted quite candidly.
Martha nodded and rolled the tip of her tongue lightly over her lips in a teasing manner. "That's very flattering," she told him in a kidding voice. "I wouldn't think you would be interested in an older woman."
Gene laughed. "I don't think you're too old for me!" he told her.
"Oh?" Martha batted her eyes at him in a teasing fashion.
To his dismay, she stepped forward until the pointed tips of her bikini halter were brushing his bare chest. Fighting the temptation to grasp her voluptuous breasts, Gene could feel the blood beginning to pound into his young penis.
"Well, go ahead!" Martha insisted, tilting her face up to him. "What are you waiting for?"
Gene impulsively grabbed her around the waist and kissed her hard on the lips. Her mouth tasted sweet and he was keenly aware of her scantily clad body brushing against him at various points.
"That's more like it!" Martha told him, slipping her hands around the back of his neck and leaning against him to tease him with her full breasts.
Gene kissed her once again. At any moment he expected her to draw back and rebuff him, and he found himself more than a little astonished at her warm response. Wriggling in his arms in a thoroughly feminine fashion, she ran her hands over his bare shoulders and back with light strokes.
"Maybe it would be better this way!" Martha said, reaching back to unfasten her bikini halter.
Gene gulped with astonishment as the attractive woman quickly peeled off the tiny halter and tossed it aside. Viewed from up close, her full and firm breasts seemed all the more voluptuous and appealing. Grabbing her almost roughly, he pulled her to him and kissed her once again. Her bare breasts scraped against his chest in a thoroughly enticing manner.
"There's a couch in the family room," Martha told him. "Don't worry. We're all alone."
Taking him by the hand, she escorted him to the spacious family room. A moment later the two of them were locked in a tight embrace on the black leather couch. Gene could hardly believe his good fortune as the voluptuous blonde writhed and squirmed in his arms, her full breasts crushed tightly against his exposed chest.
"Bet you never heard of french kissing!" Martha told him with a teasing smile.
Her full lips were open and Gene could see the pink tip of her tongue. Pulling her closer to him, he pressed his mouth tightly against hers and in a moment their tongues met. The electrifying sensation made them both gasp and Martha excitedly ran her hands up and down his back, allowing her long and brightly painted fingernails to dig in slightly. The two of them exchanged a deep french kiss with their tongues flicking against one another.
Martha pushed his head down in an urgent manner, and in a moment Gene found his face buried in her voluptuous breasts. He quickly began kissing and licking the two satiny smooth mounds and their pink nipples, from time to time pausing to take a nipple into his mouth to suck on it.
"Oh, that's the way!" Martha told him in a breathless voice. Lying back against the couch, the shapely blonde arched her back and squirmed with delight as her breasts became taut with arousal.
Stroking her smooth tapering thighs with his hands, Gene moved his lips and tongue from one breast to the other. His tight swimming trunks made his erection almost painful and he could hardly wait to take them off.
"Go on, Gene, kiss me all over!" Martha insisted, pushing his head in a downward direction.
In his anxiety, Gene almost tore her tiny bikini panties as he stripped them off. Blushing prettily and breathing with noticeably heavy gasps, Martha lay supine on the couch with her shapely legs drawn up and apart. The fluffy tuft of hair between her legs was considerably darker than the hair on her head. Gene could see the glistening moisture as he gazed at the intriguing coral groove.
"Go on!" Martha spoke in an almost pleading voice. "I just love to be kissed down there!"
Pausing to peel off his swimming trunks, Gene discerned the pleased look on her face as she caught sight of his powerful erection. Martha expectantly spread her thighs apart as the husky teenager knelt between them. He could see the distraught look of pleasure on her face as she awaited his oral caresses. Slipping his hands under her velvety smooth hips, Gene leaned forward and buried his face right in the pretty nest.
"Oh!" Martha emitted a feminine shriek, her pelvis jerking in response to the intimate contact.
As Gene extended his tongue and began licking her groove, the voluptuous blonde hooked one smooth leg over his back and lay back to thoroughly enjoy being eaten. His face brushing against the fluffy hairs, Gene licked up and down the exterior of her pink crease. Keeping his hands under her hips and elevating them slightly, he dug his fingers into the plump, resilient flesh.
"Oh, this is wonderful, Gene!" Martha told him in a pleased voice. "A woman really appreciates being eaten!"
As her coral vulva became moist, Gene nibbled on the plump outer folds and pulled them apart with his lips.
"Oh, where did you learn that?" Martha asked, wriggling her hips back and forth on the couch in a provocatively feminine fashion.
Gene worked his tongue between the two slippery outer folds and began flicking it up and down in the watery interior.
"Mmmmm, I can feel it!" the shapely housewife exclaimed in a delighted voice. "That's wonderful!"
Wriggling and arching her back, Martha caught her breath with audible gasps in response to the teasing oral caresses. Her feminine juices bathed Gene's face and seeped into his mouth, and the eager teenager constantly tried to work his tongue inside her as far as he could. Martha's slippery smooth thighs constantly squeezed against his head and he could feel her hands urging him on.
"Mmmmm, you really know how to do it!" she told him in a voice that revealed her growing excitement. "Oh, is my pussy ever hot!"
Although he was becoming more than a little short of breath, Gene kept his face tightly plastered against the wet and sticky delta. His probing tongue flicked her clitoris and tried to work inside her vaginal orifice, drawing out her interior juices. Gasping with delight, Martha rocked her hips wildly back and forth and coiled her smooth thighs around his head in a tight vise.
"Put it in me!" she finally cried out in a breathless voice. "I can't wait any longer!"
In his excitement, Gene almost fell down on top of her. Wriggling prettily under him, Martha grabbed his rigidly erect cock to guide it between the outer lips of her vulva. Gene's throbbing lance slid into the pink tunnel and he could feel the warm, wet walls clinging to him as he thrust forward.
"Oh, it's so big!" Martha cried out. "I feel like you're splitting me apart!"
Shoving his rock hard member in to the hilt, Gene felt confident and fully in command as he lay atop his voluptuous neighbor. Feeling warm and submissive under him, Martha hooked her smooth arms and legs around him and pulled his bare chest down into contact with her steeply taut nipples.
"Go ahead and fuck me, you stud!" she whispered in a hoarse voice. "Make me have a real nice come!"
The robust teenager began gliding back and forth with slow, easy strokes. Martha wriggled and squirmed under him, occasionally nipping at his chest and shoulders with her teeth to spur him on. Her wet vaginal walls clung tightly to his thick organ, as if trying to hold it inside her. Lubricated by her flowing juices, his throbbing muscle slid back and forth with a delightfully pleasant sensation.
"Mmmmm, this is heavenly!" Martha exclaimed. "You really know how to put it to a gal!"
Although he tried to pace himself as much as possible, Gene continually increased the tempo. He began stroking back and forth with firm, masculine strokes that sent his rigid cock sliding the length of her vagina. Martha responded with eager thrusts of her hips, arching her back and tossing her hips from side to side in a thoroughly tantalizing fashion. Although it was their first encounter, the two of them seemed to work with nearly perfect coordination.
"Oh, am I ever getting hot!" Martha cried out in an excited voice. "Keep pumping, you stud!"
His chest scraping against Martha's taut nipples, Gene pumped with progressively faster strokes. His virile young body pinned her down tightly against the couch, and he could feel her frantic squirms under him. Sensing her ever mounting excitement, he began making a determined effort to hold himself back to the last possible second.
"Oh, what a fuck!" Martha exclaimed. "I can't remember when I've been fucked like this!"
Completely tantalized by her wet clinging vagina and wriggling feminine body, Gene found himself stroking with powerful, almost animal-like thrusts. At times he was sure he was hurting her, but she seemed to love it. Abandoning any attempt at self-restraint, he pumped with furious strokes and suddenly sent his warm semen surging into her vagina with forceful jets. Martha squealed with delight and hugged him tightly with all four limbs as she suddenly found herself enjoying an intense climax.
"Oh, was that ever a fuck!" she told him as the two of them tried to catch their breath afterward. "I'm completely out of breath!"
Stretched out on top of his pretty neighbor, Gene was reluctant to disengage and simply lay there enjoying a nice soak.
"Why don't we go for another swim?" Martha suggested after a few moments.
"Okay," Gene agreed, slowly dismounting from his shapely partner.
"Let's don't even bother with our suits!" Martha suggested with an amused smile.
His eyes fastened on Martha's prettily jouncing bottom, Gene followed her out to the pool. They jumped in beside one another and began swimming around in a relaxed, casual manner.
The cool water felt delightfully refreshing after the intense session on the couch.
"Doesn't this feel great?" Martha called out.
"Sure does," Gene agreed.
It was several minutes before the two of them emerged dripping from the pool. Tossing her blonde hair from side to side in an attempt to get some of the water out, Martha grabbed her younger companion by the hand and led him toward the back door. A little surprised by her obvious eagerness, Gene followed without reluctance. At the door, Martha abruptly turned toward him and allowed her wet body to smack pleasantly against him.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, quickly slipping her hands around his neck.
Teased by her soaking wet body, Gene leaned forward to kiss her. Martha's pink tongue was waiting and the two of them were soon locked in a warm embrace with their tongues entwined.
"Maybe it's about time we did some real frenching!" Martha suggested with a teasing smile when they broke apart.
The two of them quickly returned to the family room.
"Stretch out on your back!" Martha told him. "You look as if you could use a little help!"
Almost unable to believe that it was all really happening, Gene promptly stretched out supine on the couch. Martha quickly dropped to her knees at the side of the couch and clasped his limp penis in one hand. Brushing her blonde hair back out of her eyes, she leaned forward with her pretty mouth formed into an oval. Gene caught his breath sharply as she slipped the head of his young cock into her mouth and let it soak for a moment.
"Let's see what this does for you!" she teased, smiling up at him and leaving the tip of his member just inside her mouth as she spoke.
Stroking gently with her hand, she closed her mouth about the crown of his penis and gently began sucking on it. Teased by her expert caresses, Gene promptly developed a firm erection.
"Mmmmmm, that didn't take long!" Martha remarked, once again leaving his young lance just inside her mouth as she spoke.
Stroking gently with her fingertips, the comely blonde began nibbling up and down his thick member with her full lips. Tantalized by the tormenting caresses, Gene could not hold still and was soon thrusting his hips back and forth.
"Mmmmmm, I just love eating a nice big cock!" Martha exclaimed, extending her pink tongue with obvious relish and going to work on the head.
Licking it as if it were an ice cream cone, the attractive housewife covered the head with kittenish flicks and began working down the base with her moist tongue. In a few moments, his pounding member was gleaming from the results of her handiwork and Gene was catching his breath in audible gasps.
"Now I'm going to get it in me up to here!" Martha announced, pointing at her throat.
Watching intently, Gene stared as the gorgeous blonde opened her mouth as far as she could and lowered it over his throbbing organ. Gulping and obviously quite excited, she began working it between her teeth. In a few moments, her mouth was completely filled with stiff masculine cock. Turning her head from side to side and flicking generously with her tongue, she began sucking on it.
Thrusting his hips back and forth on the couch, Gene watched as his pulsating spear slid back and forth in Martha's pretty mouth. He could feel it brushing against the roof of her mouth and at times sliding nearly into her throat. Her saliva collected rapidly, filling her mouth and occasionally forcing her to swallow with a loud gulp.
"What a chunk of meat you've got!" Martha told him as she paused to catch her breath.
"Why don't we do a sixty-nine?" Gene quickly suggested.
Her body still slippery wet from their swim, Martha lost no time in getting into position on top of him. As she knelt with her knees next to his shoulder, Gene found himself looking up into her feminine charms. Leaning forward to take his rigid cock into her mouth, the shapely blonde lowered her weight against him until her wet pussy was atop his face.
His nose wedged neatly into the crevice of her full buttocks, Gene began licking her pink groove with his tongue. Squirming and wriggling on top of him, Martha plunged his throbbing member deep into her mouth and went to work with both hands to torment him all the more. Tantalized by each other's probing tongues, the two of them sucked furiously.
His face completely buried in wet pussy, Gene managed to get his tongue in contact with her clitoris and began flicking it with teasing stabs. Moaning with excitement, Martha thrust her hips back and forth while at the same time keeping his rigidly stiff lance deep in her mouth. It wasn't long before the attractive blonde came right on the young man's face and he responded by sending his warm milky fluid spurting into her mouth with thick jets.
The foregoing illustration provides one example of the erotic attraction that often exists between teenage boys and their female neighbors. The reasons why teenage boys are often attracted to their female neighbors. In the first place, an attractive neighbor is often the nearest desirable female whom a young man can identify as an acceptable sexual object. Although mothers and sisters are closer both in a physical and emotional sense, sexual activities with them and sexual fantasies about them are proscribed by the incest taboo.
Secondly, an attractive neighbor is highly visible at a time when a maturing adolescent is sexually quite inquisitive. As in the preceding example, she may be fond of sunning herself at a location where she can be discreetly observed. Or she may be careless about pulling the shades when dressing or undressing. Moreover, she may make the mistake of thinking her young neighbor is still merely a child, and may permit him to see her in various stages of undress. Or, as happens more frequently than one might expect, she may be deliberately seductive although she may intend nothing more than some harmless teasing.
In all fairness, it must be admitted that many women do not realize the erotic fascination that they often hold over young boys in their neighborhoods, and are often careless in situations where discretion would otherwise be employed. "I grew up in a largely rural area in the late forties and early fifties," related one man. "Our next door neighbor was a willowy brunette with long, shapely legs that could have belonged to a showgirl. Unlike the other women in the community, she had a job in town during the week as a secretary. As a result she wore a good dress, nylon hose and high heels on a daily basis. This contrasted quite sharply with the slacks and other unattractive outfits worn by the other women in the neighborhood, and it also gave me an early appreciation for the sight of shapely legs enhanced by sheer nylons and high heels.
"Although I was a young man who was becoming quite interested in the opposite sex, our neighbor apparently thought I was still merely a child. Consequently, she was often careless about managing her skirt around me. When alighting from a car or when seated with her long legs crossed, she would often allow her skirt to ride up to reveal an intriguing glimpse of expanded stocking tops and bare white thighs. There were even times when she adjusted her stockings right in my presence. I am quite positive that she never dreamed how hypnotic these scenes were as far as I was concerned. Even to this day, I can still recall some of those scenes."
As pointed out in the first chapter, an attractive neighbor is often appealing to an adolescent boy because she is, in effect, a mother-substitute. As is well known, a boy's earliest and strongest sexual impulse is directed toward his mother, and his ability or inability to direct this impulse in other channels will govern his sexual adjustment as an adult. At a time when he is young and relatively inexperienced, it is easy to understand why an older neighbor would be highly appealing to him, because she in effect would be playing the role he would unconsciously wish his mother to have.
Thus, we can see that there are compelling reasons why a teenage boy may find himself attracted to a female neighbor. However, the attraction is by no means one-sided. Women are frequently attracted to the adolescent boys in their neighborhood, and for reasons that are readily understandable. In the first place, such attraction is but another phase of the Oedipus complex. A woman who enjoys an affair with a young boy is, at least at an unconscious level, treating him as a surrogate son.
However, the most compelling reason for such attraction on the part of a female is the desire for more and varied sex. It is well known that the male sexual drive develops early and often reaches its peak in the mid-twenties, after which there is a general and often startling decline. The female sex drive, on the other hand, starts more slowly and gradually increases, often reaching its peak in the late thirties or early forties, sometimes even later. A person wedded to the youth "cult" might well reconsider if he permitted himself an indulgence with a responsive woman in her forties.
Thus, a woman in her thirties or forties may find herself with a keen interest in maintaining (or establishing) an active sex life. At the same time, her husband and the other adult males in her life may be showing a sharply declining interest in sexual matters. Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that women in this age bracket often turn to young boys in an effort to vitalize their sex life. The following case history will provide one example of such a situation.
CASE HISTORY
Eunice L. was a schoolteacher of twenty-four when she married. At that time, she was an attractive brunette with an appealing figure that men noticed. However, for some reason she had never considered herself particularly attractive to men, and did not go out of the way to obtain their attention. Her conservative clothes minimized her figure and her horn-rimmed glasses and tightly done hairdos gave her a schoolmarmish-appearance that was quite misleading. She was more than a little surprised when one of her fellow teachers asked her to marry him.
Marriage proved a revelation for the young woman. Prior to her marriage, Eunice had been totally inexperienced in sexual matters and in rather typical feminine fashion had really thought very little about the physical details of sex. However, after overcoming her initial jitters, Eunice responded warmly to her husband's advances and became extremely responsive and supportive. At times, her passionate feelings disturbed her slightly and she held herself back so as not to alarm her husband.
Time passed and Eunice found her sexual interest growing. Although she was afraid her husband would disapprove if she were too aggressive, she at times behaved in a manner designed to lead him on. For example, she would deliberately refrain from wearing a brassiere under her tight sweater while the two of them were watching television, or she would let him see her removing her stockings. Despite such come-on tricks, however, she realized that their sex life was gradually tapering off and there was little she could do about it.
Unlike her husband, who in typical masculine fashion did not seem to think that he required further sexual enlightenment, Eunice made a point of reading various books and manuals about sex. Since her own sexual experiences had been quite conventional, she read about such forbidden topics as fellatio and cunnilingus with more than a little curiosity. She would have liked to experiment with such techniques, but was certain that her husband would be opposed and would probably even be offended if she brought the subject up.
By the time she was thirty, their sex life had declined nearly to the vanishing point. However, somewhat to her surprise, Eunice found that her own interest in sex was still developing. Although it was apparent that her husband had more or less lost interest in the subject, she at first rejected the idea of conducting an extramarital affair. But after another year of sexual frustration, she began to consider the possibilities of looking elsewhere for sexual gratification.
"I didn't have anything specific in mind at first," Eunice later related. "In fact, at the beginning I just liked to imagine that a handsome man would show up at the door and sweep me off my feet, although of course I knew that nothing like that would really happen. It was about this time that I realized that Jim, the sixteen-year-old boy who lived next door, was beginning to notice me. Well, of course, at first I quickly dismissed the idea of having an affair with a boy who was only half my age. After all, he was hardly more than a child, or so I thought. You see, at this time I really had no idea that boys this age could be so well developed physically.
"Jim often seemed to make a point of being around when I was out in the yard, and I began what I then considered a harmless flirtation. Just to tease him, I would deliberately wear tight shorts and sweaters when I knew he would be around, and I could tell that he liked what he saw. Although I was sometimes a little embarrassed by his persistent attentions, it was flattering and pleasing to have someone looking at me that way.
"I began asking him over to do various odd jobs for me both in the yard and house. After a few weeks, I began to reconsider things. After all, what would be the harm of a little affair between the two of us? It was highly unlikely that my husband would find out, and even if he did he would hardly be in position to complain. And it certainly wouldn't hurt Jimmie. Even if he were totally inexperienced (which I suspected), he would be losing his cherry sooner or later."
Did she remember her first experience with her young neighbor? "Yes," Eunice replied. "Jim was helping me do some things around the house one rather pleasant spring afternoon. Just to tease him, I was wearing my tightest black sweater, a pair of white hot pants and black pantyhose. To make myself look even more youthful, I was wearing my hair loose and had left off my glasses. I wouldn't have dared wear that outfit outside the house or in front of my husband, but I could see that Jimmie definitely appreciated it.
"It didn't take him long to finish the tasks I had assigned him, but he was in no hurry to leave afterward. As we sat around in the living room talking, I kept my legs crossed and teased him even more than usual with provocative smiles. Although he tried to act casual, I could see that he couldn't take his eyes off of me. His face soon became rather flushed and I suspected that he had an erection although he was managing to conceal it.
"Almost on an impulse, I decided that the time was right for something to happen. Obviously, it was unrealistic to expect him to take the initiative, so I knew the first step was up to me. My heart was pounding and I knew my cheeks were hot as I went over to him and sat down beside him. Kissing him on the lips, I asked him if he would mind letting me do something real nice for him. He was really too astonished to answer, but I didn't wait for a reply.
"Sliding to my knees in front of him, I quickly pulled down his zipper and spread his fly open. Reaching into his shorts, I clasped my hand around his hard thing. Oh, was that a pleasant surprise for both of us! He was much more developed than I had imagined; in fact, he was fully mature. I promptly pulled it out into the open where I could look at it, and my mouth suddenly got watery when I found myself staring at that thick chunk of masculine meat. Although I had never done such a thing in my life, I knew I just had to eat it.
"Jimmie was too stunned to do anything but simply sit there and stare as I stuck out my tongue and rolled it over the sleek head. Holding the base firmly in one hand and continually pulling and stroking on it, I opened my mouth and slipped the head just inside it. I could hear his pleased gasp as I began working it into my mouth as far as I could. Continually flicking with my tongue, I managed to work about three inches of it into my mouth.
"Oh, was that ever a delicious sensation! I felt bold and naughty, and in fact even a little depraved. There I was, a prim over-thirty housewife with her mouth packed with rock hard teenage cock! I knew my face was hotly flushed with excitement and I was already nicely creamy between the legs. Right at the moment I knew there was nothing more that I wanted than to eat that thick piece of meat.
"My head began bobbing up and down in his lap, allowing that thick muscle to slide back and forth in my mouth. My salivary glands were busy, thoroughly lubricating it and forcing me to swallow with audible gulps from time to time. I just loved the feel of that sleek, pounding muscle in my mouth; it felt so virile and powerful that I just couldn't get enough of it. I soon became quite short of breath, but I knew that nothing was going to make me stop eating that big slab of masculine cock!
"I could tell that Jimmie had never felt anything like it before. He was thrusting his hips back and forth with quick, jerky movements and I could hear his pleased gasps. I began turning my head from side to side while at the same time sucking furiously, and I could see that he was nearly going crazy trying to hold himself back.
"Naturally, I knew what was going to happen sooner or later, but it still took me by surprise. All of a sudden masculine cream began spraying all over the insides of my mouth! Wow, did I ever get a mouthful! That thick warm cream felt deliciously salty and masculine, and I didn't think I could get enough of it. When that fountain finally stopped spurting, I began licking him up and loved every second of it.
"Keeping busy with my tongue, I quietly asked him if he would like to reciprocate. He seemed surprised but pleased, and quickly agreed. Telling him that it would be more comfortable in the bedroom, I took him by the hand and led him up the stairs. When we got to the bedroom, he watched with obvious fascination as I peeled off my black sweater. I was wearing only a tiny half-bra and quickly stripped it off. I could see another erection starting to form the instant his eyes caught sight of my bare breasts!
"Suggesting that it might be a good idea for him to get undressed too, I took off my hot-pants and pantyhose and pulled the covers back on the bed. Although he was in the process of disrobing, he stared intently as I stretched out supine on the bed. Blushing and feeling more than a little bold, I spread my legs well apart and drew my knees up so that he could see everything. Remember, cunnilin-gus was something new for me and I must admit I was quite excited by the prospect of being eaten by that young man.
"Stripping off his clothes in what must have been record time, Jimmie dropped to his knees between my legs and a moment later his face was buried right in my pussy! Wow, just like that! I felt his tongue going to work along my groove and was that ever a delightful feeling! With some verbal assistance from me, he began to work his tongue between the outer folds and get it clear inside me.
"In a few moments, he was tonguing me like an expert. One leg hooked over his back, I found myself wriggling and arching my back as his tongue stabbed against my clitoris and vaginal opening. Oh, was I ever hot and creamy down there! His tongue was driving me wild and I really let myself go. I could feel an intense climax coming over me and kept pushing at his head with both hands to try to get him even closer to me. In a few moments, I started going off like a string of fireworks! Oh, did I ever have a come!
"He kept eating me all along and finally stretched out on top of me. I could feel that rock hard muscle slicing through my vagina like some big hot knife melting butter, and quickly wrapped my arms and legs around him just as tight as I could. His young body felt hard and powerful on top of me, and really made me feel like a woman. I kept telling him to put it to me, using words that normally would have embarrassed me to death.
"Oh, did he ever give me a ride! Starting out with slow but virile thrusts, he gradually began pumping faster and faster. I tried to keep up with him and it wasn't long before I was simply shaking my rear end just as fast as I possibly could. Before long, he was really slamming it to me with thrusts that were almost painful. Oh, I had never been fucked like that and I just loved it! We were like two animals. When I felt that warm gush deep inside me, I simply let myself go and climaxed with an orgasm that left me quaking.
"With that beginning, Jimmie and I started an affair that continued on a regular basis over the next two years. We tried everything and I loved it, particularly the oral sex. It was not only exciting, it made me feel youthful and sophisticated. We often did sixty-nines together and there was nothing I loved more than stretching out on top of him with my mouth full of cock while he ate my pussy. Wow, at times that was almost too exciting! I don't think a woman who has experienced that type of excitement can ever get enough sex."
CHAPTER THREE
SEX AND THE SINGLE NEIGHBOR
Sixteen-year-old Bill Harrison was surprised to see smoke coming from the chimney of the Walton House. Someone had apparently moved into the old farm house, which had been unoccupied for over a year. It was a pleasant day and Bill decided to investigate to find out more about his new neighbor. The Walton House was about a quarter of a mile down the blacktopped rural road, but that was a short walk for the well developed young man.
As he walked into the shaded driveway, Bill caught sight of a late model car and some feminine items hanging on a clothesline. After a moment's hesitation, he walked up to the front door and knocked on it. In a few moments the door opened and, to his surprise, he found himself facing an attractive blonde.
"Hi!" she spoke with a wide smile. "Where did you come from?"
"I'm your next door neighbor," Bill explained. "I saw smoke coming from the chimney and came over to introduce myself."
"Oh, I see," she replied, nodding her head.
Although she didn't expressly invite him in, she opened the door all the way and Bill stepped inside. The living room was largely filled with unopened boxes and crates, making it apparent that the occupants had just moved in. There was some furniture, mainly leather and obviously expensive.
However, it was his hostess who really attracted Bill's attention. She appeared to be in her middle twenties and possessed a stunning figure. She had apparently been intending to go out for she was dressed in a formfitting orange knit dress, honey-colored nylons and summery white shoes. The fashionably short dress outlined her curvaceous figure to perfection, and Bill tried not to be obvious as he looked her over.
"I'm Doris," she said. "What's your name?"
"Bill," he replied.
"Have a seat," she told him.
Bill selected a seat on a handsome leather couch. Somewhat to his surprise, she sat down opposite from him in a casual manner with an expectant smile on her face. Although he tried to be discreet, he could not refrain from looking as she crossed her shapely legs with a flash of nylon. He assumed that she was married and expected her husband to appear at any moment.
"Karen!" she suddenly called out in a loud voice. "Guess what we got?"
Bill sat upright with surprise.
"Are you kidding?" The feminine voice came from outdoors in back of the house.
"No," Doris replied, flashing a smile at her visitor.
"Is he alive?"
Doris smiled teasingly at her guest as she replied. "He looks very much alive to me!"
"I'll be right in!" came the reply.
"She's been for a swim in that old creek behind the barn," Doris explained.
Hearing footsteps on the move, Bill gave a visible start as he suddenly found himself confronted by a long-legged redhead wearing only a two-piece white bathing suit. She was still dripping wet from her swim and the water glistened against her nicely tanned flesh. Her long legs were quite smooth and shapely, and the steeply pointed halter of her swimsuit revealed a stunning bosom.
"What did we do to deserve this?" she asked, grinning at Doris.
"Karen, this is Bill," Doris introduced them.
"I'm your neighbor," Bill said.
Karen flashed a smile at him. "Well, in that case we'd better get acquainted!" she told him.
To his dismay, she sat down right beside him on the couch with her thigh brushing against his trouser leg. He could not refrain from swallowing noticeably as she allowed one hand to rest familiarly on his leg.
"How'd you know there were a couple of horny bachelor girls just waiting for you in here?" she asked with a teasing smile.
"I didn't," Bill replied, becoming more flustered with each passing moment.
The two women laughed and exchanged knowing glances.
"We never give a man a chance, you know!" Karen told him in a quietly confident voice. She smiled constantly and her eyes were promising.
"I see," Bill managed weakly. Completely dumbfounded at suddenly finding himself alone with two highly attractive and flirtatious women, he simply assumed that they were merely teasing him. To his complete dismay, Karen suddenly ran her hand boldly over the front of his slacks. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" he exclaimed, more in surprise than anger.
Karen drew back her hand with mock surprise. "Oh, my goodness, I think we've got ourselves a virgin!" she said in an amused voice.
Doris laughed and leaned back farther on her chair, swinging one pretty leg back and forth in a thoroughly provocative manner. Bill could see a glimpse of white thigh above the tops of her tan stockings. Feeling an erection beginning to form, he became more than a little embarrassed and hoped that the two women would not notice.
"You know, Doris and I are always arguing about which one of us has the better figure," Karen addressed him in a mockly serious manner. "Maybe we could have a contest and you could be the judge!"
"Why not?" Doris agreed.
"Well..." Bill found himself completely at a loss for words.
Karen stood up, facing him directly and throwing her shoulders back to emphasize her full bosom. The two steeply pointed mounds were aimed right at him. "Well, what do you think?" she asked in a challenging voice.
"Well, gee..." Bill stammered. Despite some effort to do so, he couldn't refrain from staring at her outthrust bosom.
"Maybe you'd like it better this way," she said, quickly reaching behind her back to unfasten her halter.
Bill watched in amazement as the two lush, pink-tipped mounds tumbled from the cups of the halter. Karen tossed the garment aside and stood confidently in front of him, making no attempt to conceal her voluptuous breasts. Bill stared intently at the bold display of feminine pulchritude.
"Well?" Karen asked.
"That's hardly fair!" Doris protested before Bill had a chance to answer.
"Perhaps this will help you make up your mind!" Karen spoke with a teasing smile on her face as she hooked her fingers into the trunks of her swimsuit.
Hardly believing his eyes, Bill watched with fascination as the long-legged redhead quickly peeled down the small garment and stepped out of it. Slightly flushed and looking rather amused, she stood completely nude in front of him. The combination of smooth tanned flesh, full breasts and bright red hair left Bill with an aching erection. The whiteness of that portion of her body that had been covered by the swimsuit stood out in bold contrast with her otherwise bronzed flesh.
"What do you think now?" she asked in a provocative voice, cupping her breasts in her hands to tease him all the more. The voluptuous redhead gave him a knowing smile as she discerned the telltale bulge in his slacks.
"Don't answer that yet!" Doris suddenly interjected, getting to her feet and walking toward them. "Wait till you've had a chance to compare!"
Blushing prettily, the attractive blonde began removing her orange knit dress. Bill watched appreciatively as she took off the dress and laid it over the back of a chair. Wearing only her white brassiere, matching panties, garter belt, tan stockings and white shoes, she stood flirtatiously in front of him. The well-filled cups of her brassiere came to two sharp points, and it was readily apparent that she could offer considerable competition to her redheaded rival. The diaphanous white panties permitted a tantalizing glimpse of fluffy hair.
"Hurry up, Doris, don't take all day!" Karen told her, winking at Bill.
Slipping off her shoes, Doris seated herself and began removing her stockings in a deliberately seductive manner. Bill watched intently as tan hose departed from smooth white flesh. Fascinated by the intriguing sight, he was caught off guard as Karen pushed his knees apart and suddenly knelt between his legs.
"Hey, what're you doing?" he reacted in surprise.
"We want to see what you got, too!" Karen told him, her hands reaching for his fly.
As Doris stood up and reached behind her back to unfasten her brassiere, Karen's nimble fingers quickly found his zipper and pulled it down. Stunned by her aggressiveness, Bill sat frozen in his chair as she reached inside his fly and cupped her soft hand around his rigidly erect penis. As she pulled it out into the open, Doris peeled off her bra to reveal plump and nicely rounded breasts.
"Mmmmm, I think we've found a real stud here!" Karen announced in a pleased voice.
Taking him completely by surprise, the shapely redhead formed her pretty mouth into a wide oval and slipped it down over the sleek crown. Bill caught his breath sharply as he suddenly felt a moist and sweet feminine mouth teasing his throbbing maleness. It was readily apparent that she was an expert fellatrix. Continually using her tongue to best advantage, she began moving her head up and down in his lap.
At the same time, Doris slipped down her panties and gracefully stepped out of them. Both women were now completely nude and Bill's eyes constantly alternated between the two of them. Flushed and looking quite eager, Doris watched somewhat enviously as Karen's head bobbed up and down in Bill's lap.
"Don't be so selfish, Karen!" the pretty blonde finally protested. "He's only got one, you know!"
"Well, all right," Karen remarked as she finally relinquished his sturdy lance with obvious reluctance.
The tall redhead stepped aside as Doris hastily knelt between Bill's outspread legs. In a moment, her moist mouth was circling his throbbing member and her tongue was busily at work. It was immediately apparent that she was likewise an accomplished fellatrix. Moving his hips back and forth in automatic response to her tantalizing caresses, Bill watched her pretty blonde head bobbing up and down in his lap.
"Why don't we all go into the bedroom?" Karen suggested after a few moments.
"Okay," Doris agreed, getting to her feet. "Take off your clothes, Bill."
The well built teenager hastily removed his clothes while the two women waited expectantly. Karen wasted no time in grabbing his erect penis and the two young women quickly escorted him into the well furnished bedroom. In the bedroom, Doris promptly pulled the spread and blanket from the oversize bed, revealing expensive dark green sheets. With a playful laugh, the two women pushed their masculine partner to a supine position on the bed.
"Think you can handle the two of us?" Karen asked with a broad smile.
The two nude women stood smiling at him from the side of the bed. Bill's eyes darted between the two pairs of voluptuous breasts and the two inviting triangles.
"Sure!" he replied.
"We'll see!" Karen told him.
With a laugh, the long-legged redhead jumped on the bed with her back to him. Apparently knowing exactly what she wanted to do, she knelt astride him with her knees next to his shoulders. Bill caught his breath as he suddenly found himself staring straight up into her feminine charms. The pink groove was clearly discernible in the midst of the pretty crop of henna hair.
"Here I come, ready or not!" Karen told him as she began lowering her face against him.
In a moment, she was sitting directly on Bill's face. His nose fitting into the crevice of her girlishly wide buttocks, Bill eagerly extended his tongue and went to work on her pink crease. His vision was completely blocked by her hips and her weight was directly on his face.
"Wow, that's the way!" Karen told him, grinding her hips around on top of him and keeping her weight down against him. "What are you waiting for, Doris?"
Doris watched for a moment and then climbed on the bed, kneeling at Bill's midsection and bending forward to take his rigid muscle into her mouth. With Karen's nicely wide hips resting on his face, Bill jerked with surprise and pleasure as he suddenly felt Doris' warm mouth assaulting his aching maleness. The pretty blonde quickly took it into her mouth as far as she could and began sucking contentedly on it.
"Isn't this great?" Karen asked in an excited voice although neither of her two partners was in position to reply.
"Mmmmm!" Doris moaned with excitement as she tried to see how far she could get his thick cock into her mouth.
As Karen squirmed and wriggled around right on his face, Bill kept his tongue extended as much as he could into her feminine charms. Feminine honey bathed his face and seeped into his mouth, leaving him thoroughly soaked. At the same time, Doris' wet mouth and tongue teased and tormented him in a thoroughly maddening fashion. Pumping his pelvis back and forth with jerky movements, the excited teenager found himself struggling valiantly to prolong the delicious sensations as long as possible.
"Wow! Gee!" Karen exclaimed in a breathless voice. "Hey, Doris, this one knows what he's doing!" As she spoke, the leggy redhead continued wriggling her hips back and forth in his face, forcing him to swim in a bath of warm feminine juices.
Bill held himself back as long as he could and finally erupted with a feeling of total release. As the thick masculine fluid suddenly splashed against the insides of her mouth, Doris reacted as if she were a young kitten who had just been served a bowl of warm cream. Even as his spasms began to subside, Bill could feel her tongue busily at work licking up all of his climax.
"Hey, I'm coming too!" Karen cried out. "Oooooh! Oh! Wowee!" The pretty redhead squirmed about wildly on Bill's face as she achieved her climax.
Bill was completely breathless when Karen finally crawled off of him and stretched out on the bed.
"It's time to trade places!" Doris suggested to her companion.
"Hey, give me a chance to catch my breath!" Bill protested.
"I'll count to ten!" Doris told him, her eyes bright with expectation. "One. Two..."
Rapidly counting to ten, the comely blonde quickly knelt astride him with her back to him. A moment later, Bill's face was once again buried in feminine charms. His nose fitted neatly into the crevice of Doris' buttocks, the excited teenager promptly extended his tongue and went to work.
"Eeek!! " Doris squealed with delight, wriggling her hips around on his face as she felt his tongue caressing her.
"I told you he knew how to do it!" Karen told her with an amused laugh.
"What are you waiting for?" Doris asked her companion. "See if you can make it stiff again!"
Without replying, the shapely redhead dropped to her knees between Bill's legs and went to work with her hands and mouth. Tormented by her expert caresses, it took the young man only a few moments to achieve another pulsating erection.
"Gee, it looks as if you've got a real mouthful!" Doris remarked.
"I think I'd like to play cowgirl!" Karen suddenly announced.
As Doris continued bouncing her cute bottom up and down on his face, Karen promptly knelt astride Bill's midsection with her back to him. Clasping his rigid member in one hand, she escorted it inside the moist folds of her vulva. Bill thrust his hips instinctively as he felt his throbbing muscle sliding into the soft pink tunnel.
"Hey, this is great!" Karen exclaimed as she began riding up and down on him.
His tongue constantly at work on Doris' slippery charms, Bill once again found himself struggling to hold himself back as long as possible. Obviously enjoying themselves to the utmost, his two female companions rocked and squirmed on top of him in a thoroughly tantalizing manner. The two of them continually squealed and urged one another on with cries of delight.
"Mmmmm, I love it!" Doris exclaimed. "I could sit here all day!"
"Me too," Karen agreed.
The two of them bounced and wriggled wildly on top of him with a double assault that soon left him breathless. Thrusting his hips back and forth beneath his two tormentresses, the excited teenager soon found himself experiencing another intense orgasm. From their excited cries and wildly gyrating hips, it was apparent that his two feminine companions had also climaxed.
"Hey, that was pretty good," Karen remarked as the three of them lay catching their breath afterward.
"What there was of it," Doris agreed, giving Bill a teasing smile.
"Why don't we go for a swim?" Karen suggested.
"Okay," Doris quickly agreed.
"I don't have a suit," Bill objected.
"Doesn't matter," Karen assured him. "No one can see us back there."
Completely nude, the three of them quickly exited from the back door of the house and walked down the path that led to the creek.
"I haven't gone skinny dipping since I was a kid," Doris remarked with a giggle.
Bill waded in after the two women and found the water surprisingly cold and bracing. Wading into deeper water, the three of them began swimming around in wide circles.
"This is the life, isn't it?" Karen shouted at them.
"Sure is," Bill agreed.
After a few moments, the three of them returned to the shore and found a grassy clearing a few feet from the bank. Their bodies soaking wet and slippery, they once again began exploring the pleasures of three-way sex.
As the foregoing example indicates, neighbor boys are frequent sexual targets of single women. The reasons, of course, are quite apparent. Neighbor boys are visible, pliant, sexually curious and contacts can be made with them without dangerous emotional entanglements. Moreover, single women who live in residential areas are often, for one reason or another, sexually deprived women who are on the make. For such women, neighbor boys are targets of opportunity. Since boys are notoriously unlikely to complain about such sexual contacts, a single woman has little to fear about aggressively pursuing her intended victim.
The older woman-younger boy theme has received considerable publicity in recent years. The popular motion pictures The Graduate and The Last Picture Show are but two examples of the commercial exploitation of this theme. As a result, the general public now has a greater awareness of the existence of such relationships, and this can only lead to more such affairs.
The following case history will provide another example of the single woman-young boy theme.
CASE HISTORY
Stephanie M. was an only child who was brought up by her parents under extremely close supervision. As a teenager, she was rarely permitted to date and then only under special circumstances. Her mother was quite outspoken about her old-fashioned sexual views and made every effort to indoctrinate Stephanie with her ideas. Although some girls would have rebelled against such an upbringing, Stephanie was a quiet and passive girl who wanted to please and was therefore unable to oppose her parents. As a result, she grew up with little sexual knowledge and no experience.
After graduating from high school, Stephanie began attending a small teacher's college in her home town. She continued living at home with her parents and remained under their influences. However, things were beginning to change. In the first place, Stephanie had grown into an extremely attractive young woman. She was a honey blonde with a highly rounded, soft face and a figure that was quite appealing. Men began to notice her and she found the idea flattering. Despite some adverse comments from her parents, she began dressing in a manner designed to attract attention, often wearing tight sweaters and skirts that were fashionably short.
In addition, the collegiate atmosphere she found herself in provided a marked contrast to her home background. Sex was openly discussed and with an emphasis on its pleasurable aspects. Some of her girl friends were living openly with their boyfriends, and others freely admitted having strongly physical affairs. As a result, Stephanie found her long suppressed curiosity about sex beginning to rise to the surface. She listened closely to her girl friend's conversations and began reading books about sex to catch up with her education.
After finishing college, Stephanie accepted a position teaching high school in a small town located some distance from her parents' home. The new position gave her an excuse to move from home and escape her parents' influence. Stephanie found herself a small but comfortable studio apartment, and lost no time in deciding that she was going to enjoy some of the experiences that she had been missing for so long.
Since the small town in which she was living was sadly lacking in eligible bachelors and she wished to avoid the complications of an affair with a married man, Stephanie began casting an appraising eye at some of the older pupils in the school where she was teaching. Some of the boys looked quite mature and it was readily apparent that they had not failed to notice their attractive new teacher. Knowing that it was up to her to take the initiative, Stephanie undertook the task of choosing her first conquest.
After some deliberation, she chose a senior whose name was Roy. He was a quiet, rather shy boy whom she felt she could trust. She had caught him admiring her well-filled sweater and shapely legs on more than one occasion, and could see that he was quite interested in her. Moreover, he was having difficulty with one of his subjects and that would give her the excuse to do some private tutoring.
It proved quite simple. When grading one of his papers, she simply wrote a note on it telling him that he could profit from some private instruction and that he could see her that evening in her apartment if he wished. She wrote down the address for him with the notation "7 P.M." after it.
Although he made no attempt to confirm the appointment, Stephanie was not the least surprised that evening when her doorbell rang promptly at seven. The attractive young teacher was appropriately dressed for the occasion. Her honey blonde hair was tied in a single braid at the nape of her neck and her make up would have been considered extreme if worn in public. She was wearing her tightest white cashmere sweater, which left the outline of her black brassiere clearly visible beneath it. Her red skirt was short and tight-fitting and she was wearing her sheerest pair of black nylons, together with spike heeled patent leather pumps.
"I'm so glad you came, Roy!" she said as she opened the door. "Come in." She could see the visible look of surprise on his face when he caught sight of her provocative outfit.
"Okay," the young man managed. Unable to take his eyes from the attractive young teacher, he stepped inside and Stephanie closed the door behind him.
"I see you brought your book," she told him. "Let's see, it would probably be easiest if we sat on the couch!"
Roy sat down on the couch and Stephanie seated herself beside him. She deliberately made no effort to control her skirt and could see that the young man was more than a little distracted by the generous amount of nylon that suddenly came into view. Crossing her legs in an even more revealing fashion, Stephanie leaned back against the couch and smiled at him.
"Now, let's see. Where were we?" she asked, taking the book from his hand.
For the next few minutes, she went through the motions of tutoring her young pupil. At the same time, she deliberately made every effort to torment him as much as possible. Smiling at him in a teasing fashion and giving him promising looks with her eyes, she sat as close to him as she could. Without appearing obvious, she allowed her skirt to work up over the expanded tops of her sheer black nylons. It was readily apparent that the young man was nearly hypnotized by the sight of black stocking tops, garters and milk white thighs.
It wasn't long before the young teacher could discern the visible results of her efforts. Roy's thin trousers were doing their best to contain what was obviously a powerful erection, and there was nothing the embarrassed young man could do to conceal the telltale lump. Although she tried to remain as calm as possible, Stephanie could feel her heart beginning to pound at the thought that she was sitting right next to a highly aroused young man. Even through his trousers it was apparent that he was quite a stud.
"Perhaps that's enough studying for the evening," Stephanie suddenly announced, closing the book and casually tossing it aside. "I'm sure there's something else we could do!"
Flashing a smile in his direction, she leaned back against the couch to permit him an unobstructed view of black stocking tops and bare thighs.
"Well, what do you think?" she said in a teasing voice. "Any ideas?"
Clasping his hand, she placed it on one breast. His hand squeezing her breast, Roy impulsively leaned forward and kissed her firmly on the mouth.
"Mmmmm, that's more like it!" Stephanie told him. "But I bet you can do better than that!"
As Roy leaned forward to kiss her again, Stephanie left her pretty mouth open in obvious invitation. Roy kissed her hard and their tongues met in a moist french kiss. As his hand explored her well-filled bra cups, Stephanie excitedly ran her hand down the front of his trousers to feel his erection. Feeling that pounding muscle sent waves of excitement racing through her.
"Mmmmm, I just have to have it!" she told him.
Becoming quite daring, the attractive young teacher slid to her knees between his legs. Obviously astonished, Roy said nothing as she quickly reached for his zipper. Her pretty face flushed with excitement, Stephanie eagerly pulled down the zipper and reached inside his fly. A moment later her soft hand was clasped about the thick but sleek masculine muscle and she pulled it out into the open.
"Mmmmmm!" Stephanie exclaimed in a voice that mixed surprise and delight as she found herself staring at the rigidly upright, torpedo-shaped masculine spear. To her inexperienced eyes, the thick muscle seemed absolutely huge.
The sight of it made her feel delightfully feminine and submissive, and she found herself almost licking her lips at the prospect of yielding to such a virile member. The young teacher leaned forward and impulsively planted a moist kiss on the large but velvety smooth crown.
"Oh, it's so big!" she told him, squeezing it affectionately in one hand. "I just have to eat it!"
Roy watched with obvious dismay as the attractive young teacher extended her tongue and began rolling it over the crown of his penis. Looking prettily flushed and obviously eager, Stephanie kept a firm grip on the thick trunk with one hand as she licked the sleek crown until it was glistening from her efforts. Unable to hold still, Roy began working his hips back and forth as he watched her pink tongue busily at work.
"Tell me if you want me to stop!" Stephanie told him in a teasing voice.
"Are you kidding?" Roy replied, his voice revealing his excitement.
Stephanie flicked her tongue over the sensitive meatus. "I want to get it in my mouth just as far as I can!" she told him. "Clear to my throat!"
Pausing to take in a deep breath, the excited young teacher opened her pretty mouth and slowly inserted the head of his rigidly erect penis between her lips. Roy's body stiffened noticeably as he suddenly felt the wet interior of her feminine mouth surrounding his throbbing member. Stephanie moaned with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort as she experienced the sensation of having her jaws pried far apart by a thick masculine cock. Taking her time, she slowly worked it deeply into her mouth and paused to become adjusted to it.
Roy could hardly believe his eyes as he gazed at the comely young teacher kneeling in front of him with his magnificent young cock jammed deeply into her pretty mouth. With her red skirt drawn back to reveal black stocking tops and sleek white thighs and the outline of her black brassiere clearly visible under her white sweater, Stephanie made a lovely fellatrix. She was blushing prettily and it was readily apparent that she was eagerly looking forward to eating his masculine member.
Keeping one hand around the sturdy base, Stephanie began moving her head up and down in his lap. Leaning back on the couch, Roy watched intently as his throbbing cock moved back and forth in her pretty mouth. Twisting her head from side to side, Stephanie allowed the head to push against the insides of her soft cheeks. Her mouth continually filled with saliva, forcing her to swallow audibly every few moments, but she was obviously determined not to stop.
"Oh, this is great!" Roy told her. "I never thought you'd..."
The excited young man was unable to continue. As Stephanie's blonde head moved back and forth in his lap with quicker movements, Roy began thrusting his pelvis back and forth in an energetic manner. Teased and tormented by her wet mouth and flicking tongue, he clasped both hands down over her blonde head to hold her in that position.
"Mmmmm!" Stephanie moaned as Roy's rock hard cock plunged in nearly to her throat. The young teacher had never been so aroused. Unable to resist the temptation, she hooked one finger into her panties and began playing with herself.
Roy's thrusting movements became more vigorous and he began maneuvering Stephanie's head in more forcefully. Gasping for breath and wriggling in feminine fashion, Stephanie made no attempt to escape the inevitable. It made her feel delightfully feminine and submissive to be handled in that fashion. Her finger tickling her sensitive clitoris, she shuddered with excitement and kept telling herself that nothing was more exciting than eating good hard cock.
It was quite obvious that the well built teenager was rapidly losing all vestige of self-control, and Stephanie eagerly awaited his climax. Her finger pressing firmly against her clitoris, the attractive young teacher found herself experiencing a delightful orgasm just as Roy lifted himself right off the couch and erupted in her mouth. Gurgling and gasping with excitement, Stephanie shuddered convulsively as the thick warm fluid jetted into her mouth with voluminous spurts.
It was a moment before Roy settled back down on the couch. Squirming prettily, Stephanie managed to keep his cock deep in her mouth as she swallowed his climax with audible gulps. Although she was quite breathless, she was content to let his slackening member soak for a few moments.
"Mmmmmm, I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did," the young teacher remarked afterward.
"I think it's my turn next," Roy told her.
"Want to undress me?" Stephanie asked with an appealing smile.
Roy quickly pulled her white sweater off over the top of her head, mussing her hair slightly and bringing her fully packed brassiere into view. The black material made a vivid contrast with her milk white flesh. Roy hastily reached behind her back and unsnapped the brassiere, pulling the straps from her shoulders and freeing her breasts from the cups. Blushing with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement, Stephanie could discern the look of pleasure on his face as he gazed at her ripe breasts.
"Wow, you've really got a figure!" he told her.
"Want to see some more?" Stephanie asked, smiling and making no effort to cover her breasts.
The excited teenager quickly reached for the side of her skirt and unfastened it. Standing quietly in front of him, Stephanie watched as he pulled the skirt down to reveal tiny black panties with white lace trim and shapely legs enhanced by sheer black nylons. Roy lost no time hooking his fingers into the waistband of the panties and pulling them down to reveal a pretty triangle of light brown hair. In a moment, Stephanie was attired only in her garter belt and black nylons.
"Why don't you get undressed too?" she suggested. Leaving on her garter belt and sheer stockings, the shapely young school teacher stretched out flat on her back on the couch.
The teenager's eyes widened perceptibly as he gazed at the coral groove that was partially hidden by the fluffy brown hair. Blushing prettily, Stephanie opening her stockinged legs at a wide angle and lay waiting for him with a pleasantly expectant look on her face. Roy quickly stripped to his birthday suit and knelt on the couch at her feet. His bare flesh brushing against cobwebby nylons, he leaned forward with both hands extended.
"Mmmmmm!" Stephanie moaned with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment as she felt the young man's fingertips brushing against the lips of her vulva.
Sliding his fingers gently into the moist groove, Roy separated the outer folds and brought the moist pinkness of her interior into view.
"Boy, you were just made to be eaten!" the husky teenager exclaimed, licking his lips as he gazed at the glistening feminine meat.
"Go ahead! I can't wait any longer!" Stephanie told him in an insistent voice.
His mouth partially open, the young man pressed his face firmly against the pink meat.
"Oh! Oh!" Stephanie gasped as she suddenly felt masculine lips and tongue in contact with her pussy. "Oh, Roy, this is great!"
His hands exploring her satiny buttocks and thighs, the excited teenager began tonguing her groove with energetic swipes of his tongue. Thoroughly tantalized by the intimate caresses, Stephanie wriggled and thrust her hips back and forth and excitedly ran her hands over her full breasts, leaving them taut with arousal. Feminine honey oozed from her interior in generous quantities, bathing Roy's face in a warm shower.
"Oh, am I ever hot!" Stephanie cried out in a breathless voice. "Keep doing it! Just like that!"
Throwing one stockinged leg over his back, the young teacher squirmed and thrust with movements that simulated intercourse. Roy's tongue probed deep inside her, tickling her clitoris and working up and down her wet slit. Each flick of his tongue produced a pleased gasp and wiggle from Stephanie, who was rapidly becoming breathless.
"Oh, I love it!" she told him. "I feel like I'm on fire down there!"
Roy suddenly drew back to a kneeling position. "I think you're about ready to be fucked now, teacher!" he told her in a determined voice.
Stephanie caught a quick glimpse of his erection as he stretched out on top of her in a virile, commanding fashion. The tip of his rigid masculine spear brushed against wet pussy and sliced between the outer lips of her vulva. Wriggling excitedly under him, Stephanie could see that the young man was quite dismayed at finding her hymen intact.
"Go ahead!" Stephanie urged. Knowing that it would hurt, the pretty young teacher bit her lip and braced herself for the thrust.
Pausing for a moment, Roy thrust forward forcefully and Stephanie suddenly felt a tearing sensation deep inside her. There was a momentary stab of pain, but Stephanie quickly forgot about it as the thick masculine muscle began dilating the walls of her vagina. She had never imagined that the sensation of having her vaginal walls expanded in that manner could be so pleasant. In a moment their organs were fully united and Roy was lying on top of her in full command.
"Oh, Roy, this is beautiful!" Stephanie exclaimed, her warm arms clasped around his back and her stockinged legs hooked about him.
Resting on his knees and forearms, Roy began rocking back and forth with his bare chest continually scraping against her upright nipples. Experiencing that pumping sensation for the first time in her life, Stephanie was quite astonished that such basically simple movements could produce so much intense pleasure. Automatically and without really thinking about what she was doing, Stephanie began squirming and thrusting in response to Roy's movements.
"Harder! Harder!" Stephanie demanded in a breathless voice. "Fuck me harder!" The young teacher hooked her arms and legs around him in a tighter grip.
Roy began pumping with progressively faster movements. His hard young masculine body came down forcefully on top of her with each forward thrust, pinning her beneath him in a commanding fashion. Breathless and wriggling wildly under him, Stephanie felt delightfully feminine and excited. She had never realized that sex could be such a raw, purely physical experience. The forward thrusts of that powerful masculine shaft were almost painful at times, yet each such thrust made her gasp with pure animal-like pleasure.
"Harder! Harder!" Stephanie insisted although she really wasn't sure she could stand much more of that pleasant punishment.
Keeping her warm feminine body pinned firmly beneath him, Roy rocked back and forth with powerful, almost savage strokes that sent his rock hard cock penetrating the length of her vagina. Wriggling and clawing beneath him, Stephanie let herself go completely and thought of nothing but the intense pleasure she was experiencing. Slamming his weight down against her with one final thrust, Roy released his masculine fluids deep inside her. Her own climax was much more intense than she would have anticipated, and Stephanie found herself crying and shuddering with raw physical pleasure.
CHAPTER FOUR
DIVORCEES WHO PREFER BOYS
Nick had just passed his fifteenth birthday when his widowed mother found it necessary to spend some time with relatives in a distant state. Since neither of them wanted the young teenager taken out of the school he had been attending, his mother made arrangements for him to stay next door at the home of her best friend, whose name was Audrey. There was nothing unusual in such an arrangement, for the two women had been neighbors and close friends for a number of years. And, at thirty-seven, Audrey was old enough to be Nick's mother.
At first, Nick saw nothing out of the ordinary in the altered circumstances that found him temporarily living with his neighbor. Although he was a sexually precocious boy with an active interest in the opposite sex, the idea of having any type of affair with the older woman did not even enter his head. Instead, he was much distracted by the pretty upperclassmen in the high school he attended. Their nicely filled sweaters and tight skirts never failed to catch his attention, and he could hardly wait to experience some of the intriguing things he had read and heard about.
But after a few days, he began to alter his perspective considerably. For it seemed that Audrey was quite unaware of his growing maturity and still considered him a mere child. So much so, in fact, that she did not hesitate to let him see her in various stages of undress. And, as Nick promptly discerned, the older woman possessed a figure that could easily compete with the young girls he saw at school. In fact, her buxom charms were easily superior to most of them.
Nick's eyes nearly popped out the first morning he happened to pass by her room while she was getting ready to go to work. Wearing just a white brassiere and skirt, she was seated at her vanity table working with her attractive brown hair. Through the vanity mirror the inquisitive teenager caught a clear frontal view of her well filled and steeply pointed nylon lace bra. The stunning view made him stop dead in his tracks, although he knew he was staring at her. Although aware of his presence, Audrey seemed unaware of its effect on him and made no effort to cover herself.
Quickly realizing the possibilities in store for him, Nick promptly took advantage of every opportunity he could to catch an intriguing similar scenes on subsequent mornings, and Nick often found excuses to go to her bedroom on one pretext or another. On more than one occasion he watched with fascination as she smoothed her full, shapely legs into sheer dark brown nylons and fastened them high on her tapering thighs to the tabs of her girdle or garter belt.
There were similar scenes in the evenings and at other times. At times, Nick was so intrigued by what he saw that he promptly developed an erection that he was forced to conceal as best he could. And as might be expected, the erotically stimulating scenes led to somewhat frequent masturbation, often on a daily basis. Scenes of Audrey in some stage of undress usually predominated his masturbatory fantasies, even when he consciously tried to replace her with a girl more his own age. Of course, making any sexual overture to her was out of the question and the idea never entered his head.
Audrey was genuinely surprised when she realized the effect she was having on the younger boy. At first, she simply assumed that his interest in her was some childish curiosity that would soon pass. However, one morning when she caught a glimpse of an obvious lump in his trousers as he watched her putting on her stockings, she quickly caught on otherwise.
At first, she was a little shocked and somewhat irritated when she realized that she had unintentionally made herself a source of erotic stimulation for a young man who was apparently much more mature than she had realized. However, other thoughts quickly began to enter her mind despite her efforts to blot them out.
Fifteen years earlier, Audrey had married a man several years older than herself. As was often the case in those days, Audrey was completely virginal at the time of her marriage and in fact was quite ignorant in matters sexual. And, as she later realized, her husband was not much better informed than she was although he apparently thought otherwise. But despite their lack of knowledge, their sex life was not entirely disappointing.
Audrey soon found that she was a sexually responsive woman. She enjoyed her husband's intimate kisses and exploring hands and often wished that he would do even more to stimulate her. For her part, she enjoyed stroking his penis to a very firm erection and thought that she would not have minded taking it in her mouth had she dared. And when he got on top of her and rocked back and forth in that rhythmic manner, the sensations were highly pleasurable. Yet, at the same time, Audrey thought that she did not enjoy it as much as she might under different circumstances.
After two years, the marriage suddenly broke up when her husband became interested in another woman. Audrey did not oppose the divorce although she felt hurt and humiliated that another woman had apparently proved more appealing. The experience also undermined her self-confidence to a considerable degree, and thereafter she refrained from emotional involvements with the opposite sex. There were a few flings with fellows she met at the office but their "slam-bam-thank you ma'am" approach to sex did not appeal to her, and she soon discontinued that type of activity.
As a result, Audrey had been living a completely celibate life for several years when Nick began staying with her. When she realized the effect she was having on the young adolescent, her first impulse was to be much more careful about letting him see her under provocative attire. However, to her surprise she was not entirely successful about carrying out that resolution. After all, she told herself, it was a little flattering to have a young man looking at her in an interested fashion. The lack of confidence that always inhibited her around mature men did not bother her in the least, particularly when she realized that Nick was quite inexperienced and would not be in a position to compare her with other women.
As a result, the 37-year-old divorcee began flirting with her young boarder. Whenever the opportunity presented itself, she would smile provocatively at him and move her body as close to his as she could without appearing too obvious. She also began wearing clothing designed to attract his attention, and would be deliberately careless about such things as letting her skirt hike up when he was around to observe.
At first, she meant nothing and merely intended to amuse herself. It was always quite amusing when she realized that the young man had achieved an embarrassing erection while observing her. She could barely refrain from smiling at his embarrassed efforts to conceal the all too evident bulge in his trousers. However, in time other thoughts began to disturb her. Try as she might not to think about it, the fact that a sexually aroused young man was only a few feet away began to have its effect on her. She began thinking about it but only in a fantasy way that she did not associate with reality.
One afternoon Nick was watching television in the living room when Audrey returned from a shopping trip. Putting her packages down, she sat down across from him to rest for a moment. Although he was absorbed in the sporting event being shown on the television set, Audrey noticed that the young man flashed a quick look in her direction when she failed to adjust her fashionably short skirt. Feeling in a playful mood, Audrey leaned back in her chair and decided to tease him a little.
"What are you watching?" she asked in a pleasant voice.
"Missouri's playing Notre Dame," he explained, taking another quick look at her.
Audrey was always quite amused by the way he always tried to disguise the fact that he was trying to look up her skirt. "Oh?" she replied, "I'm sure that's quite important." Her tone of voice clearly implied that she felt quite otherwise.
"Well, it is," Nick said, although he shrugged his shoulders to indicate that he wasn't going to put up much of an argument about it.
A teasing smile on her face, Audrey crossed her legs with a wide arc and sat awaiting his reaction. It wasn't long before Nick was clearly dividing his attention between the game and her shapely legs. In a few moments, Audrey detected the slightly embarrassed flush on his face that betrayed the fact that he had achieved an erection.
"You know, Nick," she told him in a bemused voice. "There are other things in life besides all those sports." To indicate what she had in mind, she swung her leg back and forth in a somewhat exaggerated fashion.
"I know," Nick said, nodding his head in agreement. She could see that he was having considerable difficulty concentrating on the game.
"I'd think you would pursue those interests as aggressively as you go in for sports," Audrey told him.
Their eyes met and the older woman instantly regretted that she has phrased it exactly that way.
"Oh?" Nick looked at her with obvious surprise.
Feeling a little silly, Audrey pulled her skirt down and felt her face becoming quite flushed. To her dismay, Nick promptly got up and the firm bulge in his trousers was quite evident as he started walking over to her.
"Now, Nick, I didn't mean it quite that way," Audrey protested, squirming a little uncomfortably in her seat.
Nick sat down beside her on the couch and suddenly reached out, cupping her breast through her thin blouse and bra.
"Nick!" Audrey gasped. She wanted to push him away and slap his face, but something stopped her. She felt powerless to stop him as he felt her breasts with his exploring fingers. He seemed much stronger than she had imagined and she quickly realized that he could probably overpower her if he wanted to do so. "Nick, stop! I was just teasing!"
"You sure were!" he told her. "Feel that!" Before she realized what he was doing, the eager young man grabbed her hand and placed it down over the firm bulge in his pants.
"Nick!" Audrey exclaimed. She started to protest but her resistance abruptly melted the instant she felt that throbbing young muscle pressing against the front of his trousers. A sudden warmth surged through her body and she knew that she just had to have that firm young penis deep inside her. To no avail, she told herself that it was simply insane to get in bed with a fifteen-year-old boy.
"Sure you don't want it?" Nick asked in a confident voice when he saw that the older woman could not take her hand away from his erection.
"Oh, Nick, I want it all right!" Audrey confessed, her cheeks scarlet. Squeezing his erect penis in a tight grip, she impulsively kissed him hard on the mouth. "But let's go in the bedroom first!"
The two of them quickly retreated to Audrey's large bedroom. Slipping his arms around her waist, Nick pulled her to him and kissed her firmly on the lips. Although he was a little clumsy, his eagerness and aggressiveness both surprised and delighted her. Her mouth open, she pressed herself close to him so that he could feel her breasts against him.
"Let's take off our clothes!" Audrey suggested.
Nick undressed much more quickly than she did and in a moment the young man was standing nude in front of her. His body was slim and firmly muscular and his young penis was standing firmly upright. Audrey felt pleasantly weak in the knees as she gazed at the firm masculine spear, and could barely resist a sudden desire to bend over and put it right in her mouth.
"Hurry up!" Nick urged, watching intently as Audrey pulled off her slip to reveal a firmly packed white brassiere, matching panties, garter belt and tan hose.
"Just a second!" Audrey told him, sitting down to remove her stockings.
She could feel the young man's eyes watching every move as she took off her nylons and then reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. Hesitating a moment to tease him a little, she peeled the garment away and made no effort to cover herself. Nick's eyes widened with pleasure when he caught sight of the full dimensions of her heavy but nicely firm breasts.
Standing up, Audrey stripped down her panties and kicked them off. She had always been a little proud of the heavy, almost shaggy, growth of rich brown hair between her legs; and she felt pleasantly elated when she saw the young man's eyes fastened intently on the intriguing triangle. She could see him licking his lips and wondered if she dare ask him the question she really wanted to ask.
Nick pulled her close to him and their bare bodies came into contact as he kissed her hard on the mouth. Audrey wriggled against him, her nipples pressing against his chest while his erect penis scraped against her bare flesh with electrifying effect.
"Nick, would you mind doing me a favor?" Audrey asked. "A real big favor."
"Sure," the eager teenager replied quickly. "What?"
"Kiss me all over!" Audrey told him, rubbing her breasts against him to make the task seem all the more tantalizing to him.
"Okay," Nick seemed only to pleased to comply with the request.
Audrey quickly stretched out on the bed, opening her legs in obvious invitation. Nick jumped on the bed at her side and lost no time burying his face in her plump breasts.
"Oh!" Audrey exclaimed. "Oh! You don't know how exciting that is for a woman!"
Her cheeks hotly flushed, the attractive older woman arched her back and writhed with pleasure as the young man sucked and nibbled on her breasts and nipples. The two heavy mounds quickly became taut with excitement, and Audrey dug her fingers into the bedspread as she found herself becoming highly aroused.
"That's the way!" she told him. "Oh, I love it, Nick!"
The eager teenager began moving his head downward, covering her soft flesh with firm kisses. Her heart pounding at the thought of what was about to happen, Audrey bit her lip and found it impossible to keep from thrusting her hips back and forth. Nick's hand began caressing her inner thighs and lightly brushing against the brunette foliage at the apex of her thighs.
"Go ahead, Nick! Please!" Audrey spoke in an urgent voice. "Don't make me wait!"
Moving his face down closer to the brunette triangle, Nick slid an exploring finger into the pink groove. Her shapely legs well apart, Audrey was tense with expectation. She could see the young boy visually inspecting her feminine charms with obvious curiosity.
"Go on!" she told him. "I'd just love it if you'd kiss me all over down there!"
Moistening his lips with his tongue, Nick hesitated for a moment and Audrey watched as the well built teenager buried his face in her brunette delta. A few moments later, the shapely divorcee felt his lips and tongue pressing against her vulva.
Pressing his face tightly against the heavy growth of dark brown hair, the excited teenager began working his tongue up and down inside the pink groove. The sudden wetness that quickly engulfed him clearly surprised him, and in a few moments the young man found himself swimming in wet, sticky pussy. Pumping her hips back and forth and squeezing her thighs against his head, Audrey writhed with sensual pleasure. Her cheeks were hotly flushed and her nipples were standing taut.
"Oh, Nick, you're sending me up to heaven!" the attractive older woman told him.
Unable to see what he was doing and having very little idea of how to proceed, the young man moved his tongue up and down inside the wet pink groove. As his tongue brushed against her clitoris, Audrey shuddered convulsively and suddenly grasped at his head with both hands.
"Like that! Like that!" she insisted. "There! Just like that!"
Drinking in her feminine fluids, the eager young man began concentrating on her clitoris. Audrey's ecstatic response astonished him and her loud gasps of intense excitement spurred him to even greater efforts.
"Oh, I've never felt anything like this before ! " Audrey assured him. "Oh, this is wild!"
Tickling her clitoris and trying to get his tongue inside her just as far as he could, Nick found his head tightly trapped between the older woman's smooth but strong thighs. His face bathed in warm feminine fluids, he quickly became quite breathless.
"Nick, get on top of me!" Audrey suddenly urged him. "I'm just dying for it!"
Still having some difficulty believing that it was all really happening, the excited fifteen-year-old crawled on top of the older woman. Her shapely legs spread to accommodate him, Audrey wasted no time in slipping a hand under him to direct his stiff young penis into her waiting orifice. Their organs slid together with a perfect fit and Nick caught his breath sharply as he suddenly experienced for the first time the exquisite pleasure of a warm, wet vagina tightly surrounding his stiff cock.
"Oh, Nick, I love it!" Audrey exclaimed. "Really give it to me!"
Without pausing to think about what he was doing, the eager teenager began rocking back and forth on top of the attractive divorcee. Thoroughly aroused by the oral foreplay, Audrey responded with ecstatic thrusts of her pelvis. Her arms and legs held the young man in a warm embrace, forcing his weight down on her.
"More! More!" Audrey begged, biting and nipping at his shoulders and bare chest to spur him on. "Yes, that's it! I'm just burning up!"
Gliding back and forth with progressively quicker strokes, Nick was soon fighting to hold himself off to the last possible second. Responding to each forward thrust with a loud gasp of erotic pleasure, Audrey wriggled and arched her back in total sexual abandonment. She had never felt so aroused before and her entire body felt unbelievably hot and tingly with sensations she had never experienced before.
"Mmmmm, Nick, I'm in heaven!" she exclaimed in a distraught voice. "More! More!"
Stroking and pumping as hard as he could, Nick quickly found himself losing the struggle to control himself. Letting himself go completely, he thrust forward with all his might and sent his masculine fluids erupting inside her with a warm gush. Clawing wildly at him with her fingernails, Audrey found herself climaxing like a string of fireworks going off. The attractive older woman could hardly believe that she was capable of such a sustained and intense reaction.
"Keep it in me, Nickie," she breathlessly told him afterward. "Oh, that was wonderful!"
Resting with his weight lightly against her, the elated fifteen-year-old tried to catch his breath. Feeling thoroughly contented, Audrey kept her arms and legs wrapped around him in a light embrace as she tried to recover her composure somewhat. She was still slightly flushed and a little breathless when the two of them finally separated.
"Mmmmmm, a cool shower'd feel real good now," Audrey suggested. "How about it? Let's do it together!"
"Okay," Nick quickly agreed.
Both of then were in a pleasantly expectant mood as they went into the bathroom. Audrey grabbed a bar of bath soap as Nick stepped in the tub and turned on the water.
"Hey, not so cold!" Audrey exclaimed as she stepped in the tub with him.
After a few moments, Nick managed to adjust the spray to make it more tolerable. The two of them took turns standing under the water, soaping themselves and then rinsing off.
"This is great, isn't it?" Audrey exclaimed, smiling at her teenage companion.
"Sure is," Nick agreed, unable to take his eyes off of the attractive older woman. Standing nude and soaking wet, she looked even more attractive with the water splashing against her bare flesh.
"Don't you think water is sexy?" Audrey asked, reaching out with one hand and playfully clasping his limp penis.
"Right!" Nick agreed, unable to resist the temptation to fondle her firm breasts as she stood only inches away from him.
Acting on a sudden impulse, Audrey dropped to one knee and slipped her mouth down over the head of his young cock. Stroking it with one hand, she began sucking on it in a relaxed, contented manner. Thoroughly astonished by his sudden introduction to the pleasure of fellatio, Nick quickly achieved a pulsating and highly pleasant erection. Her brunette hair soaked by the warm spray from the shower, Audrey tantalized him thoroughly with her mouth and tongue before straightening up.
"Let's do it right here in the shower!" she told him, slipping her arms around his waist and pulling him against her.
As the muscular young man leaned against her, Audrey braced herself against one wall and opened her thighs to allow him access. As the shower water continued to spray over them, Nick's firmly erect young penis slid into her pink tunnel. Her legs hooked around him, Audrey responded with feminine gasps and wriggles as he began pumping back and forth with vigorous thrusts. Their wet bodies tightly pressed together, the two of them pumped and thrust to a mutual pleasant climax.
The foregoing example illustrates the mutual sexual attraction that often exists between divorced women and young boys. As with Audrey, divorcees are often women who have had unsatisfactory sexual experiences. In some cases, they accordingly lack the confidence to deal with adult partners and prefer to experiment with younger and less experienced males. In other cases, they often feel that their ex-husbands did not employ the proper techniques to stimulate them, and as a result they seek experiences with younger, more tractable males.
For different reasons, young boys are often attracted to divorced women. In popular mythology, divorcees are considered sexually available women whose prior experiences make them much more accessible than other unmarried women. In fact, traditionally divorcees were often thought of as "loose" women who were oversexed. Although such ideas are of course fallacious, the popular myth still persists in some communities and as a result young men will often seek experiences with divorcees that they would avoid with virgins or other sexually pure women. The following case histories illustrate relationships between divorcees and young boys.
CASE HISTORY
Miriam L. is a 41-year-old divorcee who lives in a small town. She has been divorced for three years and works as a secretary at the local bank. She lives alone in the home which she acquired as part of her divorce settlement. A brunette with an attractive figure, she looks and dresses in a youthful manner that leaves most people unaware of her true age. In the following report, Miriam describes her experiences :
In our community, a lot of people still think of divorcees as sort of fast women who are easy to make. However, I'm not the type of person who worries about that sort of thing. Besides, I figure that if I'm going to have the reputation, I might as well have the fun. The only problem with that around here is that there is no surplus of men in this neighborhood. However, as far as I'm concerned, that only calls for a more innovative approach to the whole subject.
That's where the family who lives next door comes in. They moved in a couple of years ago shortly after my divorce. Since they were not around while my divorce was pending and were not aware of all the talk that went around town, we became good friends. There were four children in the family including two boys, Brad, 17 and Steve, 15. Both of them were nicely built young men who often went around in T-shirts that displayed their broad shoulders and muscular arms.
I don't exactly know when the idea of seducing the boys first occurred to me. Under different circumstances, I don't suppose it would have occurred at all. By that, I mean that if there had been an older man available in the neighborhood I probably would never have become interested in the boys. However, the boys were right next door and I soon got to thinking about it. They often wore those skintight jeans that left little to the imagination, and I must admit I often got a little itchy when I caught sight of one or both of them and started thinking about those nice young cocks that were undoubtedly just waiting to spring into action.
I started flirting with them and making sure that they noticed me. I kept up my appearance and dressed in a manner designed to catch their attention. For example, the family often invited me over for their backyard barbecues and I would show up in a tight sweater and short shorts. In addition, I was deliberately careless about pulling the shades around the house and I know there were times when they got an eyeful.
I seduced Steve first. This occurred after one of their Sunday afternoon barbecues. I suppose I might have preferred his older brother, but Brad had taken off with some other boys on a motorcycle adventure. The weather was pleasantly warm and I showed up at the barbecue wearing a light sweater that left the outline of my bra on display, together with a pair of white shorts of the type that are today called hot pants. Steve was wearing a T-shirt and tight jeans that must have been more than a little uncomfortable.
I could see that he was aware of my presence, but then I was giving him the eye too. He was really poured into those jeans and I could clearly see the outline of what I liked best. As usual, I started getting a little itchy but this time it bothered me much more than usual. Before long, I was discreetly flirting with him as much as I could with the others present, and tried my best with my eyes to tell him that I was available.
When we had finished eating, I asked him if he would mind stopping over at my plaee to help me move some furniture. Although he didn't make any comment, I'm sure that he suspected that that was only a pretext. At any rate, he was only too willing to accompany me to my house. The minute I got alone with him, I couldn't think of anything but getting that young cock of his in my hands. The very idea made my face feel highly flushed and I felt nicely warm between the legs.
Pulling out a kitchen chair, I told him I wanted to do something nice for him and directed him to sit down. He looked a little puzzled but quickly seated himself. Pulling his knees apart, I simply dropped to my knees between his legs and reached for his fly! He was clearly stunned by my boldness but I could see that he wasn't going to stop me. It took me only a moment to get his jeans open and I promptly discovered that he wasn't wearing any shorts.
Freed from the confines of those tight jeans, his young cock stood straight up and up! Wow! I started getting creamy the instant I saw it standing up nice and hard right in front of me. I suppose I had been a little naive about such things, but I hadn't realized that a boy this age would be that well developed. He had a beautiful hunk of meat, long and thick and there was obviously a lot of power behind it.
Clasping it in one hand and squeezing it just as hard as I could, I leaned forward and impulsively placed a moist kiss right on that big crown. I could hear his pleased gasp and could tell that he was watching me with a mixture of pleasure and astonishment. Telling him how much I loved it and wanted to do things for him, I started giving that sleek piece of masculine meat the lollipop treatment with my tongue. Of course, he loved it and so did I. I soon had him squirming nicely in his seat and it wasn't long before his cock was gleaming from the effects of my tongue.
Just to tease him, I told him how much I wanted to eat it and asked him if he objected. Of course, he almost begged me to go ahead. Moistening my lips with my tongue, I opened my mouth and started working it down over that big crown. I hadn't really realized how big it was until I started trying to get it into my mouth. Gee, did I ever have a mouthful! While I worked it in as far as I could, he of course got quite excited and kept telling me how great it was and that sort of thing.
I started sucking on it and it didn't take me long to see that that young man wasn't going to hold out forever. Catching his breath with audible gasps, he was jerking his pelvis back and forth and obviously fighting to hold himself back. Flicking with my tongue and using every trick I could to tantalize him, I kept sucking just as hard as I could and paused only occasionally to swallow. I felt hot between the legs and could not refrain from rubbing the front of my shorts with my hand to make things more interesting for me.
When he came right up off the seat of his chair, I knew what was happening and tried to brace myself. Oh, did he ever give me a blast! Thick semen started splashing into my mouth with one surge after another, and there were moments when I didn't think I could handle a load like that. Before he settled back down on his chair again, I can tell you that I was one woman with a real mouthful of masculine cream!
As soon as I got myself under control afterwards, I suggested that we go into the bedroom. On the way I hinted that I hoped he would return the favor I had done him, and he seemed only too eager to comply. In the bedroom, we both peeled off our clothes in nothing flat and I stretched out on the bed with my knees up and legs apart. From the way he jumped on the bed and dived between my legs, you'd think he'd never seen a woman's beaver before!
He started licking me all over down there and, although I don't think he really had any idea of what he was doing, he more than made up for it with his enthusiasm. Of course, I loved it and it was only a moment before my pussy started feeling hot and creamy. He was running his hands up and down my breasts and all over, and I was twisting and squirming all over the bed.
Although I loved what he was doing, I started hinting about how he might use his fingers to open me up so that he could really get inside me. He eagerly followed my instructions and his fingertips soon had my vulva lips spread nicely apart. The sight of all that pink meat really drove him wild, and he promptly buried his face right in it and went to work with his tongue. Of course, getting that tonguing right on my clit really sent the electricity coursing through me. I could only take it for a few moments before I knew I wanted more than just his tongue down there.
By this time he had developed another erection, and he quickly stretched out on top of me. I helped him get started and then hooked my arms and legs around him as I felt that nice hard meat slicking between the walls of my vagina. He started gliding and rocking back and forth with firm, muscular thrusts that soon left me quaking with excitement. I tossed and thrust my hips every way I could think of, and I could constantly feel the heat building in my pussy. In a few moments I was totally aflame and was just begging him to shove it to me harder and harder. He kept jamming and slamming it to me and finally we both exploded together.
After that initial experience, Steve of course was quite interested in coming over to my place any time he got the chance. During the next few weeks, we tried everything together. There were times when we went all the way with oral sex, sixty-nines, intercourse and so on. At other times, it was much less involved. Perhaps I would give him just a quick hand job. When visiting at their place, sometimes I would sneak off with him for a hand job. Having others around who might catch us seemed to make it all the more interesting and exciting. It was all very casual and highly pleasant for the two of us.
Having seduced Steve, I couldn't wait for the opportunity to do the same thing with Brad who was older and even more developed than his kid brother. I think that Brad suspected that something was going on between the two of us, because I noticed that he suddenly began paying much more attention to me than he had in the past. And it wasn't long before that gave me the chance I was waiting for.
One afternoon when I was walking home from the bank after work, Brad passed by in the old car he had recently picked up second hand. When I waved at him, he stopped and offered me a ride although it was only a short distance home. The moment I got in and saw him sitting there in those tight jeans without shorts (Steve had told me that they never wore shorts under their jeans, an idea I found very sexy), I decided that it was time for me to make my move. Pretending that I was just making myself comfortable, I leaned back with my skirt hiked way up and suggested that I would really enjoy going for a ride in his new car.
He quickly drove out of town and we found ourselves out in the countryside. Making no effort to keep my skirt under control, I kept teasing him and making suggestive remarks designed to let him know exactly what I had in mind. He had a hard time keeping his eyes on the road and it wasn't long before I could see that the front of his jeans was coming under some pressure.
I was about to suggest that we pull off the road, but instead just impulsively stretched out with my head in his lap and started opening up his jeans for him. In a moment, I found myself looking at one beautifully long and stiff cock. Oh, was he ever built! My mouth started watering and I couldn't wait to go to work on it, although I was a little afraid that it might cause a wreck.
Clasping it firmly in one hand, I twirled my tongue over the head and began nibbling on it with my lips. He quickly pulled the car off the road and leaned back to thoroughly enjoy what I was doing for him. I quickly saw that he had some experience because he had considerable self-control although his cock was as hard as a brick. Realizing that I was really going to have to do some work to get what I was after, I made myself comfortable in his lap and proceeded.
Stroking with one hand, I slipped the head inside my mouth and began sucking on it. After I got started he worked one hand between my legs up over my stockings and between my thighs. My girdle sort of got in his way, but he did the best he could and his fingers soon had me nice and creamy. Of course, that spurred me on and I got that big thing in my mouth just as far as I could. At times, I was afraid I was going to choke but I started sucking with long, deep thrusts that made it seem like I was being fucked right in the mouth.
He managed to hold himself back quite well at first, but in time I could feel him beginning to respond with noticeable jerks. That made me work all the harder and before long I could hear his pleased gasps as he thrust back and forth with quick, rather jerky movements. Finally, he just couldn't take it any more and I found myself with a nice mouthful of semen. I managed to swallow it all and wound up licking him clean.
When he drove me home afterwards, I invited him inside and we promptly retired to the bedroom. We quickly stripped off our clothes and jumped in bed together. It didn't take him long to achieve another pulsing hard-on, and of course I was just dripping with excitement. Getting on top of me and pinning me down in a really masterful fashion, he proceeded to give me a long, deliciously hot fuck that left me totally exhausted.
After that, of course, he started coming around to the house as much as Steve and with the same results. The two of them were around so frequently that it was inevitable that one of them would walk in on the other two of us. This happened one afternoon when Brad walked in without knocking and caught me and Steve in our birthday suits right in the living room. I'd just been waiting for that to happen and lost no time inviting Brad to get undressed and join us. He quickly obliged and I soon found myself with two rock-hard teenage cocks on my hands!
Grabbing them both, I escorted them into the bedroom. At my invitation, Steve stretched out supine on the bed while I knelt between his legs to fellate him. At the same time, Brad knelt behind me and started giving it to me dog-fashion. Wow, getting two cocks simultaneously was something else! Brad was really putting it to me from the rear, while I got Steve's peter just as far inside my mouth as I could and started sucking like crazy. In a few moments, I found myself enjoying my first double-creaming!
After we paused to catch our breath for a few minutes, the fellows traded places. This time Brad stretched out on his back, while I knelt and started using my hands and mouth to give him another hard-on. Steve got behind me and right then and there I got my introduction to anal sex! Fingerfucking me with both hands, he really impaled me on that stiff joystick of his. Of course, that made me squirm almost frantically and I'm sure I would have screamed if my mouth hadn't been so full with Brad's hard cock. Needless to say, my second double-creaming wasn't long in coming.
In the past two years, there have been numerous repetitions of that sort of thing. The fellows never seem to get enough of it and continually drop in both individually and in pairs for some fun and games. One might think that a 41-year-old woman would get enough of this after awhile, but I certainly don't feel that way.
CASE HISTORY
Her divorce at the age of thirty-four left Emily C. with a bad taste in her mouth as far as the opposite sex was concerned. She moved from the small community where she had lived most of her life and took an apartment on the near north side of Chicago, where she supported herself by becoming a secretary. To supplement her income, she accepted jobs as a babysitter and also gave music lessons.
Although she was still an attractive woman whom men noticed, she was convinced that she was through with men. After several months without meaningful emotional involvements of any time, Emily began a Lesbian affair with a younger woman. The young woman was quite experienced and soon taught her the physical gratification that could be achieved by cunnilingus prolonged to the point of clitoral orgasm. To her surprise, Emily found that her climax was much more intense when achieved in this fashion.
As a result, she decided that she was in fact a Lesbian and decided to behave accordingly. However, after a few months she found herself quite disillusioned by the experience. Her partner was the possessive, jealous type and there were constant quarrels with bitter recriminations. After taking it as long as she could, Emily broke up with the younger woman and moved to a different neighborhood to get away from her.
The building into which she moved was a typical Chicago apartment building containing four units, two on the ground floor and two on the second floor. Emily's apartment was on the second floor opposite from a couple her own age who had one child, a boy of twelve whose name was Dennis.
The young boy was quite friendly and continually volunteered to perform various chores for Emily. Although she was a little hesitant at first, Emily quickly became friends with the boy. When his parents learned that she wouldn't mind staying with him when they went out, she became their babysitter and began spending numerous evenings with Dennis. The two of them often watched television together and there were times when she helped him with his lessons.
In time, Emily found herself feeling a strong attraction for the young boy. From the way he looked at her, she could see that he found her attractive and was quite curious about the opposite sex. Although she knew she should try to suppress such thoughts, she began thinking about having an affair with him. She recalled the pleasures her Lesbian friend had taught her and realized that the young boy could easily be taught the same techniques. Despite her efforts to sublimate such ideas, she found herself thinking about them almost constantly in an obsessional manner.
One evening when she was staying with Dennis, Emily realized that she could no longer resist the idea of seducing him. The two of them were watching television together on the couch, and Emily made a point of sitting much closer to him than usual. She had been shopping earlier and was still wearing her best dress and nylon hose although it was a warm day. Pretending to be simply careless, she crossed and uncrossed her shapely legs several times without making any attempt to pull her skirt down. It wasn't long before she could see that the immature but curious young boy was quite fascinated by the sight of expanded dark nylon stocking tops, garters and bare thighs only inches away from him.
"What's the matter, Dennis?" Emily asked in a voice that feigned innocence.
"What do you mean?" he asked in genuine surprise.
Emily looked closely at him. "You keep looking at me," she told him. "Is there something wrong?"
"No," Dennis hastily replied. He quickly became flushed and looked slightly embarrassed. "Are you sure?" Emily persisted. "Yes," Dennis insisted.
Emily paused for a moment. "Dennis, would you mind answering a question for me?" she asked.
"I guess not," he replied.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked, watching him closely.
"Yes," the young boy readily admitted, taking a quick glance at her exposed stocking tops and bare thighs.
Taking his hand, Emily placed it on her thigh just above her knee. The young boy swallowed hard and she could feel his fingers exploring her thigh through her stocking.
"Do you like that?" Emily asked. Her face was slightly flushed and she felt pleasantly excited at the thought of seducing the young boy.
"Yes," Dennis admitted. Although he kept his hand in place, he looked quite uncertain and apparently seemed to think that he would be abruptly stopped and punished at any moment.
"Go ahead if you like!" Emily told him. "Don't worry, I won't stop you!"
The older woman watched closely as he somewhat tentatively began working his hand up her thigh, his fingers pressing against the resilient flesh under her stocking. His face became quite flushed and Emily could see that he was highly pleased by the unusual treat she was affording him. The young boy worked his way up to the top of her stocking, hesitated a moment and then allowed his hand to rest against her warm smooth thigh.
"Would you like to pull my dress up a little, Dennis?" Emily asked in a deliberate understated voice.
The young boy's face lit up with obvious delight. "Okay," he quickly agreed.
Grasping the hem of her dress with both hands, Dennis began pulling it up quite gradually. His eyes widening with pleasure as more and more tapering white thigh came into view, the young boy seemed visibly excited by the sights he was seeing. He finally stopped pulling up her dress, apparently fearing that he might spoil a good thing.
Emily smiled at him in a promising manner. "Would you like to see my panties, Dennis?" she asked.
The young man swallowed hard. "Sure," he admitted, quickly reaching for the hem of her dress once again.
As he began pulling upward, Emily lifted herself from the couch to make the job easier for him. In a few moments, her snug-fitting white nylon panties were on full display and Emily found herself blushing with a combination of embarrassment and excitement. Dennis could not resist the temptation to touch her panties, his young fingers exploring the silken material with obvious delight.
"Do you know what a woman looks like?" Emily asked him.
"No," he quickly admitted.
"If I showed you, it would have to be a secret between us," she told him. "Understand?"
"Yes," he quickly replied.
"Promise to keep it a secret?" Emily asked.
"Sure!" he assured her.
"Would you like to take my panties off for me, then?" Emily asked although the answer was a foregone conclusion.
For a moment, Dennis looked as if he could hardly believe his ears. Apparently unable to reply, he simply nodded.
"Well, go ahead!" Emily told him.
Looking as if he were positive that she would stop him at any moment, Dennis reached for the waistband of her panties with both hands. Holding her dress back with her own hands, Emily lifted herself an inch or so off the couch to assist him. She could see the look of total delight that came over his face as he pulled her panties down and caught his first glimpse of the heavy triangle of jet black hair.
"Take your time!" Emily told him with a smile.
The eager young boy hastily pulled her panties down her legs and dropped to one knee to extricate them from her feet. Keeping her dress pulled back nearly to the waist, Emily leaned back on the couch with her stockinged legs apart to give him a full view of the pink groove that lay in the center of the black triangle. The young boy seemed almost overwhelmed as he gazed at fully exposed feminine charms for the first time in his life. Apparently almost hypnotized by the sight, he stared intently at the inviting display.
"Why don't you kneel between my legs if you'd like a closer look?" Emily suggested in a quiet voice.
"Okay," Dennis agreed.
The young man quickly dropped to both knees between her outstretched thighs and began examining the visual delights at much closer range. Emily spread her shapely legs even farther apart, making sure that nothing was concealed from his vision. Anticipating the pleasures to come, the older woman watched her young pupil in a confident manner.
"Would you like to kiss me down there, Dennis?" she asked in an inviting voice.
Dennis gulped. "Y-yes!" he stammered, obviously highly intrigued by the idea.
"Well, go ahead!" Emily told him.
The attractive divorcee watched closely as the young boy slowly pressed his face into the delta of jet black hair. A moment later, she felt his lips planting a light kiss on the outer folds of her vulva.
"That's right," she told him in an encouraging voice. "Why don't you kiss me all over down there?"
Dennis promptly accepted the invitation and eagerly began kissing up and down the full length of her groove. Emily quickly began feeling pleasantly warm and creamy between the legs, and lay back on the couch to thoroughly enjoy the intimate caresses.
"Why don't you use your tongue?" she suggested, drawing her stockinged legs back to make herself more accessible.
A moment later she felt the young boy's extended tongue pressing against the moist folds of her vulva.
"Oh, that's nice, Dennis!" she told him in an encouraging voice. "A woman really loves to be licked down there."
Dennis' exploring tongue began moving up and down her groove, producing a liberal amount of moisture. Feeling pleasantly teased by his flicking tongue, Emily began moving her pelvis back and forth in response. Her entire body began to feel a warm glow, and she was pleased to see that the young boy was obviously eager to follow her instructions.
"See how wet I am?" Emily asked. "When a woman gets all wet like that, it's a sign she loves it!"
His face tightly pressed against her feminine nest, Dennis continued working his tongue up and down the pink cleft.
"Why don't you try to get your tongue clear inside me?" Emily suggested. "It might not be easy the first time but you'll catch on!"
The young boy tried but his inexperience proved a handicap.
"Here, let me show you," Emily told him. Reaching down with both hands, she slipped her fingertips inside her vulva and pulled the outer lips apart. She could see the look of absolute delight on the young boy's face as he gazed at the lushly pink meat that suddenly confronted him.
Without waiting to be told, Dennis excitedly pressed his face against the moist interior.
"Oh, that's the way!" Emily suddenly exclaimed in an excited voice as she felt his tongue tickling her clitoris.
Dennis' slim young fingers quickly replaced hers and, holding the outer lips apart, the eager young boy began tonguing the highly sensitive interior. Emily's intense reaction must have astonished the inexperienced youngster. Thrusting her hips back and forth with quick, jerky movements, the older woman began moaning and gasping with passionate sexual arousal. Feminine honey bathed his face and her entire body seemed to shudder.
"Oh, that's wonderful! Oh! Ooh! Don't stop!" Emily continually urged him on. "Oh, my! Oh! Ooooh!"
Thrusting her hips with frantic jerks, the attractive older woman climaxed with an ecstatic cry of sheer physical exultation. The young boy seemed pleased but more than a little bewildered by the reaction he had provoked.
"That was beautiful, Dennis," Emily told him when she finally sat up and pulled her skirt down.
Noticing her panties lying on the floor, she picked them up and used the small garment to dab the young boy's face dry.
"From now on, I don't think I'll wear panties when I come over to visit you," she told him with a smile.
Instructed by the older woman, Dennis quickly became an expert cunnilingust. The young boy never seemed to lose his enthusiasm and the two of them got together on an average of three or four times a week. Since no one suspected the true nature of their relationship, they had no fear of discovery.
Because of the young boy's immaturity, at first there was no need for Emily to reciprocate. However, he was developing rapidly and it wasn't long before one day Emily spotted an interesting bulge in his trousers when he straightened up after bringing her to a climax orally. Sitting on a chair, she had the young boy stand in front of her while she opened up his fly and brought his stiff young penis into view. She quickly took it in her mouth and began sucking on it. Quite overcome by the incredibly pleasant experience of feeling a woman's mouth on his stiff penis for the first time in his life, the young boy promptly deposited his semen in her mouth.
From then on, Dennis was an equal partner in their relationship and they moved on to various forms of sexual experience. The affair with Dennis ended abruptly two years later when his parents decided to move to another part of the city. However, Emily had found a form of sexual involvement that appealed to her much more than conventional relationships and she immediately began the task of looking for another young boy.
CHAPTER FIVE
MARRIED NEIGHBORS
"When your husband's too busy or too tired to get it up, what are you supposed to do? I'm only thirty-nine and that's too young to retire. The young boy who lives next door still looks at me when I wear a sweater, and I must say I'm tempted to let him have what he wants!"
These words by a modern housewife illustrate a contemporary phenomenon. At one time in the relatively recent past housewives ranked dead last on the list of sexually desirable women, running well behind single girls, divorcees, prostitutes and even reasonably young widows. And in keeping with this image, many housewives simply let themselves go as far as watching their weight and general appearance were concerned.
However, the Sexual Revolution has begun to get its message across to the modern housewife. Today, many married women are vitally interested in maintaining an active sex life. They are careful about keeping their figures and like to dress in a manner designed to display their figures to best advantage. Many of them have read a great deal about sex and know the meaning of words such as fellatio and cunnilingus. A growing number of them have seen the porno movies that are now regularly shown in numerous commercial theaters in various metropolitan areas. A quick look at the ad section of a Chicago newspaper showed over two dozen porno movies available to the general public, which is but one example of the impetus provided by the Sexual Revolution.
Although many married women are eager and curious for various sexual experiences, a large number of them do not have satisfactory sex lives with their husbands. The reasons are numerous. Many men are curiously reticent about approaching their wives with the more advanced sexual techniques. Many simply don't want to do so and others prefer to associate with prostitutes to get their kicks. Others have passed their peak sexually and still others exhaust themselves in personal ambitions of success in the business world.
As a result, a growing number of married women are looking for sexual experiences of an extramarital nature. While many of them prefer adult partners, there are those who are intrigued by the possibility of initiating young boys into the pleasures of sex. The following case histories will provide some examples.
CASE HISTORY
Patricia R. is a 42-year-old housewife and schoolteacher who lives in the Southeast. A brunette who has not lost her youthful figure, she is an attractive woman who is meticulous about her personal grooming and dresses in a highly fashionable manner. She teaches junior high school in a suburban consolidated school district, a position that brings her into daily contact with young people. In the following discussion, she tells about an affair with Bob C, a 13-year-old neighbor.
"Until a few years ago, my husband and I enjoyed a very active sex life," she began. "He was really quite good at it and I almost always came. However, he started tapering off and I could see that he was losing interest. I tried things like going without a bra under my sweater, but tricks like that no longer seemed to interest him. In time, sex just sort of vanished from our lives.
"I suppose it's the same way with a lot of people, but I felt a little cheated. After all, I was reasonably young and know that I have a figure that's nothing to be ashamed of. Even the young boys at school notice when I wear a formfitting sweater or cross my legs a little carelessly in front of them.
"And, curiously enough, the less sex I experienced, the more interested in it I became. I had never really read much about the subject, and I proceeded to read some manuals about sexual techniques and even some sexy adult novels. Also, a friend my age told me about some really hard core movies she and her husband had seen while vacationing in New York, and her detailed description of some of the action got me to thinking about some variations my husband and I had never practiced.
"At first, it never occurred to me that I might have an extramarital affair. However, in time I began to realize that it was either that or nothing as far as sex was concerned. Even so, I don't suppose anything would have happened except that we happened to live next door to a couple whose 13-year-old son, Bobbie, happened to be in one of my classes.
"Although he seemed to have a great deal of ability, Bobbie constantly had a difficulty with various subjects. His parents asked if I would mind giving him some private tutoring, and I was quite pleased to have an opportunity to help him. As a result, he started coming over to our place on one or two evenings a week. At first, I simply thought of him as just a young boy.
"However, in time I began to notice that he was sort of giving me those looks you get from fellows when they're interested. At first, I was quite surprised that a boy that young would be looking at a woman my age, and I found the idea a little amusing. However, I began to have different ideas when I noticed that on more than one occasion he was finding it necessary to conceal an erection that I had obviously inspired. Not only that, but it was quite apparent from the size of that lump in his pants that he was considerably more developed than I could have imagined. Of course, that got me to thinking. After all, you know a woman can be quite vulnerable in the presence of a sexually aroused male, and that's particularly true when you're quite experienced and know what it's like to have one of those nice big things between your legs.
"Well, under the circumstances I'm sure you can imagine what happened next. I thought about asking Bob not to come over again, but I just couldn't do it without some kind of explanation. Those erections started occurring more frequently and in time I knew I was leading him on."
Asked if she remembered the first time they had intercourse, Patricia nodded. "This occurred one afternoon after school. He came over for some help with one of his lessons. My husband was still at work, so we were alone in the house. Bob put his things on the kitchen table and I sat down beside him while he started spreading his papers out. I had worn a tight sweater and rather short skirt that day, and I could see that he was rather distracted right from the beginning.
"In a few minutes I made a discreet check and saw a nice bulge in his slacks. Although I knew I had no business doing such a thing, I started doing little things designed to tease him. You know: sitting real close to him so that we couldn't help brushing against each other, letting my skirt ride up and giving him bedroom eyes. Of course, I knew that it was very unlikely that a boy his age would make the first move.
"Strangely enough, by teasing him I sort of talked myself into the idea. I hadn't had any hot bed sex for a long time, and I guess the idea -of having that stiff young cock within reaching distance just got the best of me. Anyway, something just came over me and I just grabbed. , Of course, Bobbie was totally dismayed but naturally he wasn't going to put up any fight to save his virtue.
"The instant I got hold of it, I could tell that he was just as well built as many men with what must have been a good six inches. Telling him that I just had to have it, I quickly peeled down his zipper and got my hand inside his slacks. Oh, did it ever feel good to have that sleek young muscle sticking up in my hand! I felt lightheaded and giddy and told him I wanted him to go into the bedroom with me. Of course, he was only too willing to go along with it.
"Keeping my hand around his stiff member, I led him into the bedroom. After assuring him that we would not be disturbed, I started taking off my clothes while he watched with great interest. Finally, I told him he'd better undress too and he quickly peeled off his things. Pulling back the spread and covers, I stretched out supine on the bed with my legs drawn up and apart to give him a clear view of everything.
"He quickly jumped on the bed beside me. Although he needed some instruction, he was delighted to do whatever I suggested. Occasionally stroking his penis to keep him nice and hard, I let him kiss and lick my breasts all over until they were standing firm. Feeling a little wicked, I asked him if he would mind kissing me much farther down. Although he hesitated for a moment, he quickly buried his face right in my pussy and started licking me all over. That was something completely new for me and I quickly realized what I had been missing.
"I kept getting hotter and hotter, and I kept encouraging him with words that normally would have made me blush furiously. He finally got on top of me and I felt that nicely stiff young cock of his separating the lips of my vulva and pushing inside. Oh, that was heavenly and I started begging him to really put it to me.
"He was really strong for his age and started pumping back and forth with really forceful strokes. A grown man couldn't have fucked any better. Although his inexperience made him come a little too soon to suit me, it was still very delightful and I enjoyed a very nice climax myself. We stayed together a few minutes afterward and that made it all the more pleasant.
"Of course, Bobbie was highly pleased and I could see that he looked even more pleased when I told him there would be more goodies like that as long as he kept the whole thing a secret between us. After that, he started coming over even more often, usually in the afternoon when we could be alone in the house for a couple of hours. Although the routine varied from time to time, we would usually go into the bedroom together, undress and hop in bed. After that, it was anything goes. We got into fellatio, sixty-nines and even a little anal sex. Bobbie quickly developed considerable self-control and of course that made it all the more pleasant for me.
"All of this occurred about three years ago. Today, Bobbie dates girls more his own age and I'm sure he puts to good use some of the things I taught him. However, he still comes over to see me whenever I want him to. Whenever I start feeling a little horny, I have a special light on the back porch that I turn on as a signal to him. Whenever he sees that light burning, he comes over and in about two minutes we're enjoying some really hot bed sex together."
CASE HISTORY
At forty-four, Irene W. had been married for over twenty years. Her two children were married and no longer lived at home. Her husband, who was several years older than she was, was already beginning to talk about retirement and the possibility of moving to a climate more conducive to senior citizen status. Although she managed to keep her feelings to herself, Irene did not like such talk. As far as she was concerned, she was much too young to be considering such things. And she was right.
Irene was a youthful looking woman who could easily fool most people about her age. There were no lines in her rounded, pretty face and her hair was just as black as any young girl's might be. She had always been slightly buxom but exercised regularly to keep her weight within bounds. She was proud of her firm breasts, a perfect 36C, and liked to wear tight sweaters and low-cut dresses to show them off. She was well aware of the fact that men still noticed her, although some of her admirers were many years her junior.
Her outlook on life was similarly youthful. She was quite active in community affairs and knew a great deal about what was going on in the community. When her children had been in school, she had been quite active in P.T.A. activities and still maintained her contacts with that group. As a result, she was quite aware of contemporary developments among the community's teenagers.
While some of the things she heard shocked her a great deal, she was also quite intrigued by them. When she heard that it had become a common practice in the neighborhood for teenage girls to perform fellatio for their boyfriends, she was quite dismayed but also honest enough to admit to herself that she was intrigued by the idea. Like many women her age, she had had no experience with oral sex and she could not help feeling slightly envious of the young girls who had done things she had never done.
She also heard that the local high school sub-deb clubs required all inexperienced new members to lose their virginity as part of their initiation rites. In addition, there were stories of teenagers and young marrieds who practiced group sex at regular weekly gatherings. There were other stories, some of them doubtlessly exaggerated, about various sexual activities in the community.
All of these stories contributed to a growing feeling that life was rapidly passing her by. Irene began to feel depressed and restless, and often found herself idly thinking about ways to involve herself in some of the activities from which she was presently excluded. At first, she told herself that she was simply daydreaming and that it was a little silly for a woman her age to be thinking such thoughts. However, in time she began to see things differently. After all, she rationalized to herself, she was still youthful and appealing and had every right to enjoy the same experiences as girls who weren't even half her age.
Such thoughts came quickly to her mind one afternoon when she saw the nicely built young man who lived next door carrying out the garbage. Andy was not quite sixteen but looked older, and Irene found her body suddenly beginning to feel Warm all over when she noticed the firm muscles in his upper arms flexing as he carried the heavy load. Without stopping to think about what she was doing, she stepped out on the porch and waited for him to come back up the driveway.
"Andy, would you mind dropping in for a minute?" she asked. "I've got something I want to show you."
"Okay," the young man agreed in an entirely unsuspecting voice.
Irene knew that her cheeks were slightly flushed when the well built teenager stepped up on the porch. She was wearing only shorts and halter, and noticed that the young man was quick to discern the outline of her breasts under the flimsy halter.
"Let's go inside," Irene told him, holding the door open for him. "This way."
As she led her young visitor toward the bedroom, the fleeting thought occurred to her that he might simply laugh at a woman her age. But her heart was pounding and it was simply a chance she would have to take.
"What'd you want to show me?" Andy asked with some curiosity when he found himself in the bedroom with the older woman.
"Just this," Irene told him, standing a couple of feet away from him and facing him directly. Suppressing a last minute temptation to chicken out, Irene reached back and quickly unfastened her halter. Pulling the flimsy garment off, she tossed it aside and stood facing him with her hands at her side.
Suddenly confronted by perfectly firm, thirty-six inch breasts, the young man gulped with astonishment and simply stared at the voluptuous mounds. Blushing with embarrassment but feeling quite exhilarated by her own forwardness, Irene quickly detected the rising curve in his thin summer slacks.
"Well?" she asked in a teasing voice. "Do you think I'm too old for you?"
"No!" Andy replied in a positive manner. "No, ma'am!"
The young teenager watched with a mixture of dismay and fascination as Irene began unfastening the buttons at the side of her shorts. Pulling the shorts below her rotund hips, she let them slide down her shapely legs to her ankles and then kicked them off. Her white panties hinted vaguely at the dark foliage beneath them, and the older woman could feel the young boy's eyes fastened intently on the feminine triangle. By this time, the curve in his slacks was quite prominent.
"Would you like for me to take my panties off too?" she asked in a teasing manner. The erection she had produced made her feel quite confident, and Irene began to enjoy herself thoroughly although her own boldness embarrassed her.
"Yes!" Andy replied, unable to take his eyes off of her for even a moment.
Hooking her fingers into the waistband of her thin panties, Irene pulled the silky garment down with deliberate slowness. Andy's eyes narrowed as he focused them intently on the inviting patch of coal black hair that slowly came into view in front of him. Irene lowered the panties and gracefully stepped out of them, tossing them playfully in his direction. He did not try to catch them and the small garment fluttered to the floor.
"Maybe it's about time you got undressed too!" Irene suggested in a provocative voice.
The well built teenager quickly accepted the invitation and Irene found her heart beginning to pound quite wildly as his muscular young body came into view. As the young man straightened up after discarding his shorts, Irene took one look at his magnificently erect young penis and totally lost all of her reserve. Bending forward impulsively, the older woman slipped the velvety sleek crown inside her mouth.
Andy was in the process of removing his T-shirt and suddenly froze in his tracks as he felt his attractive neighbor's wet mouth caressing his hot and stiffly erect young member. Finally pulling off his T-shirt, the young man looked down at Irene's pretty head and slowly began backing toward the side of the bed.
"Boy, do you know how to turn a guy on!" he remarked as he gently seated himself on the side of the bed.
Keeping his rigid organ in her mouth the whole time, Irene knelt between his outstretched legs and promptly went to work eating his masculine member. As she worked the hot and thick piece of masculine meat deeply into her mouth, Irene realized that she had never imagined it would be quite that exciting. His cock was much bigger than she had anticipated and at times it was almost painful to have her jaws pried so far apart. Taking her time, she worked it in, in gradual stages, groaning with submissive pleasure as the husky member penetrated deeply into her mouth.
In a few moments, Irene's pretty mouth was tightly packed with hard, throbbing cock. Moaning with excitement, the attractive housewife felt deliciously debased and naughty. She almost wished that others in the community could see her in that position-an everyday housewife of forty-four with her mouth jammed full of hot and hard teenage cock! Just thinking about what she was doing, she could barely refrain from stroking herself with her own hands in masturbatory fashion.
Continually flicking with her tongue, Irene began sucking contentedly on the stiff masculine rod. Moving her head up and down in the young man's lap, she found herself thoroughly enjoying the taste of that firm masculine meat in her mouth. Pausing from time to time to swallow her rapidly forming saliva, she kept it just as far in her mouth as she could and twisted her head from side to side to enjoy it all the more.
"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Irene's low and distinctly feminine moans made it quite apparent how much she was enjoying the intimate assignment she had given herself.
"Wow! You're driving me crazy!" Andy admitted in an enthusiastic voice.
Rocking his pelvis back and forth in response to the tantalizing caresses, the husky teenager was tense with excitement and was obviously trying to hold himself back as long as possible. Her face deeply flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal, Irene could no longer keep her hands off of herself. Running her hands over her breasts and up and down her sleek thighs, she finally slipped one hand into the nicely wet nest between her legs and hooked a finger into the folds of her vulva. As her fingertip made contact with her sensitive clitoris, she shuddered violently and began sucking all the faster.
Andy's hands came down firmly over her head and the well built young man began thrusting his hips back and forth in a forceful manner. Gasping and gurgling with her mouth stuffed with throbbing cock, Irene masturbated furiously with pleasant expectation of the sweet punishment she was about to receive. Thrusting upward and forcing his aching penis deeply into her mouth, Andy suddenly exploded with a hot gush of masculine cream.
As the warm and nicely salted fluid cascaded into her waiting mouth, Irene pressed her finger violently against her tiny button and began climaxing with spasmodic shudders of intense pleasure. The thick juice continued to spurt from Andy's rigid cock, filling her mouth and leaving her little choice but to swallow it in audible gulps. Somewhat to her own dismay, Irene found that she really couldn't get enough of that delicious virile cream.
As the waves of her orgasm gradually began to subside, Irene found herself reluctant to remove Andy's suddenly limp penis from her mouth. Laying her head in his lap, she happily let it soak for a few moments.
"Now it's your turn!" Irene rather boldly suggested as she got up afterward.
Completely nude, the attractive housewife stretched out on her back on the bed. Andy watched with obvious fascination as the attractive older woman pulled her legs back and spread them open, fully exposing the bushy foliage and the coral groove.
"Well, Andy?" Irene asked in a teasing voice. "What are you waiting for?"
Licking his lips and looking quite eager, Andy wasted little time kneeling between her shapely legs. Leaning forward on his forearms, he permitted his face to brush against the pretty clump of black hair and then pressed his mouth firmly against her moist vulva.
"Oh, Andy!" Irene gasped with delight as she felt his lips caressing her vulva. "I love it! Lick me all over down there!"
Sticking out his tongue as far as he could, the eager teenager quickly began running it up and down the pink slit. Irene thrust her pelvis back and forth and slipped her feet over his shoulders, allowing her bare legs to rest against his back. With her thighs pressing warmly against the sides of his face, Andy kept his tongue at work on the moist aperture and the surrounding territory.
"Keep doing it, Andy! I just love being eaten!" Irene told him in a breathless voice. "Make me come this way!"
Aware of the warm moisture seeping from her pussy, Andy nibbled on the plump lips of her outer vulva. Her back arched and her breasts stiff with excitement, Irene squirmed about on the bed with her thighs tightly coiled around his head. Her first experience with the delights of cunnilingus was much more exciting than she had imagined.
"I love it, Andy!" she kept repeating. "Get your tongue clear inside me! Yes, like that! Oh, my! Keep doing it just like that!"
His probing tongue inside the moist outer folds, Andy caressed the watery interior of her vulva. Feminine honey seeped into his mouth in liberal quantities, forcing him to swallow it with audible gulps. The black patch of hair was soaking wet and continually brushed against his face as Irene thrust her hips back and forth with progressively quicker movements.
"Keep doing it! Oh, that's wonderful!" Irene cried out between exclamations of delight. "Oh! Just like that! Oh, I love it!"
Breathless but with no intention of stopping, Andy flicked his exploring tongue up and down in the wet opening Irene squirmed and jerked spasmodically as his tongue teased her clitoris and vaginal orifice with eager stabs. Her thighs squeezed tightly against his head, while at the same time her hands pushed downward in a demanding manner.
"Oh! Oooh! Ooooh!" Irene squealed with delight as she reached her climax. The intense spasms of her orgasm left the shapely housewife gasping for breath and trembling almost uncontrollably. As Andy drew back afterwards, she noticed that the well built teenager had achieved another pounding erection. "Put it in me!" she told him in an urgent tone of voice.
As Andy quickly mounted her, Irene grasped his bone hard organ in her soft hand and guided it toward the entrance of her vagina.
Brushing against the wet hair and the moist outer folds of her vulva, Andy's rigidly stiff member pressed into the wet opening and then began sliding into her watery and clinging vagina. Gasping with pleasure as she felt the thick organ dilating her vaginal walls, Irene flung her arms and legs around the muscular teenager and locked him in a tight embrace. His bare chest brushing against her taut nipples, Andy thrust forward until his throbbing organ was deeply imbedded in the older woman's vagina.
"Fuck me, honey!" Irene told him in a breathless voice. "Really fuck me!" The highly aroused older woman nibbled and bit at his neck to urge the well built teenager on.
Andrew began pumping back and forth with steady strokes, his sturdy lance swimming in the delightfully moist wetness of her vagina. Thrusting her hips back and forth under him with vigorous shaking movements, Irene kept her arms and legs tightly wrapped around him. His youthful energy and power made the experience much more exhilarating than she had ever dreamed.
"Oh, don't stop!" Irene exclaimed in a voice that was distraught with pleasure. "Oh, you really know how to fuck a woman!"
Rocking back and forth astride the attractive older woman, Andy began to pump with progressively more forceful thrusts. With each forward thrust of his hotly aching cock, the husky teenager shoved it as far into her vagina as he could. Wriggling with worm-like movements beneath him, Irene continually urged him on with deliberately provocative and profane language.
"Fuck me!" she repeatedly demanded in an excited voice. "Keep doing it! Really fuck me!"
Unable to hold himself back any longer, Andy thrust his hips wildly back and forth. As Irene gasped and shuddered with arousal, the muscular teenager gave one final energetic thrust forward and sent his warm semen splashing into her vagina in warm bursts. Emitting a loud cry of delight, Irene climaxed with convulsive shudders and squeezed him tightly to her until her spasms began to subside.
"Mmmmmm, that was a beautiful fuck, Andy!" the satisfied older woman told him as the two of them lay trying to catch their breath. "I want you to come over every afternoon from now on! I don't think I could ever get enough of that hot cock of yours!"
CASE HISTORY
Gwen N. is a 37-year-old housewife who lives in a suburban area in the East. Prior to her marriage to a successful attorney, Gwen was a popular pin-up model who was easily able to support herself on her modeling fees. Although she has done no modeling for over ten years, she has carefully maintained her 38-24-36 figure and could easily pass for a much younger woman. She is bi-sexual and, in the following report, describes her unusual experiences with a teenage brother and sister who live next door:
I'll have to start at the beginning to make any sense. I've been bi-minded since my days as a model. At the time, my roommate Betty and I were both working as professional pin-up models. In those days, things were much tamer than they are now. For example, there were no beaver shots and things like that. We often posed in bras, panties, garter belts, nylons and high heels with various fetish-type accessories, such as long gloves. We also did considerable kinky-type poses, such as bondage. In fact, Betty made sort of a name for herself in that field.
Betty was a Lesbian and openly admitted it, which was sort of unusual in those days. I had never had any bi-type experience although I had been a little curious about it since my teenage days. After we began rooming together, Betty soon got the hots for me and she was the pleasant but persistent type of girl who knew how to get her own way. One evening when we were in our pj's she simply crawled into bed with me, and that was it.
When she opened up my pajama tops and started kissing my breasts, she soon had me hot and squirming and begging for more. We both paused just long enough to strip and Betty wasted no time putting her head between my legs. Oh, did that little minx ever know how to eat a girl! She seemed to have electricity in her tongue and each stab made my entire body jerk convulsively. By mutual consent she twisted around until she was on top of me, and we wound up with our faces plastered against each other's wet pussy.
That was my introduction to hot all-girl sex and I loved it. After that, Betty and I had numerous experiences both between us and With other girls. I think a lot of people would be surprised to find out how many girls there are who prefer to swing with other girls.
Despite these experiences, however, I retained a very healthy interest in men, as I'm sure my husband can attest. After I got married, I sort of gave up the idea of making it with other gals, but this was more from the lack of opportunity than desire. My husband and I moved to a suburban community and you're simply not going to find sophisticated girls who swing both ways among that set.
As a result, it was a good ten years before I had another fling with a girl, and this was under circumstances that I suppose were quite unusual. We were living next door to a couple in our age group who had two children, Kathy, sixteen and Bryan, fifteen. Kathy was an attractive blonde with long hair, while Bryan was an athletic boy who was quite mature for his age.
Kathy knew I had been a model and often liked to talk to me about it, as she had similar aspirations herself. She came over frequently and we would sit around the kitchen talking about it. Although some of the things I told her about the modeling business seemed to shock her a great deal, she always wanted to hear more about it. One day I talked about the number of Lesbians in the business, and I could see that she was hanging on every word although her face was as red as a beet.
Realizing that she was obviously quite interested in the subject, I kept bringing it up in subsequent conversations. I began flirting with her a little although at first I really didn't mean anything by it. I also began pulling little tricks like wearing no bra under my blouse, so she could really get a good look at my boobs. Although she was too embarrassed to say much at first, she soon began asking me various questions that indicated she was really quite intrigued by the whole idea. She was shocked but I could see her eyes light up with interest when one day I finally admitted to her that I had made it with a girl on more than one occasion.
That did it as far as I was concerned. Telling her that it was about time she got a little experience under her belt, I took her by the hand and started leading her into the bedroom. Although she was blushing cutely, she went along all too willingly. In the bedroom, I didn't waste much time getting her out of the flimsy halter she was wearing. She had nice, well formed breasts that were still maturing and she blushed cutely when I held her hands away so I could enjoy a nice look.
We stretched out on the bed and I promptly began kissing and licking her breasts all over. She responded even more passionately than I had imagined and it wasn't long before her breasts were rigidly firm and she was deeply flushed with excitement. I quickly got her out of her shorts and panties, and could just feel my mouth watering when I saw that nice little pussy of hers. Using my fingers to pry open the outer lips, I went to work with my tongue.
Mmmmmm, I had almost forgot how good it tasted! Kathy started squirming and wriggling cutely and then really went wild when my tongue touched her clitoris. Using my hands to keep her breasts nice and firm, I snowed her exactly how a girl should be eaten. She let out a scream when she first started coming and I managed to keep my tongue right on her clit although she' was wriggling and thrashing about furiously on the bed. As she admitted later, it was her first multiple orgasm and she wound up shaking like a leaf afterward.
While we were catching our breath afterward, I could see her looking at me in a way that made clear she was eager to reciprocate. I hadn't worn any bra under my thin blouse and I could see her looking at my breasts with a mixture of curiosity and interest. Without saying anything, I simply stripped off my clothes and stretched out beside her.
Although she was a little embarrassed and uncertain, she couldn't resist temptation and in a few moments her hands were exploring my breasts. When I finally told her to go ahead and kiss them all over, she seemed only too eager to comply. She started a little hesitantly but in a few moments she was sucking and nibbling on my nipples just as if she had been doing it all her life. My breasts quickly became taut and I began feeling hotter and hotter all over.
Keeping my legs well apart, I began pushing downward on her head to show her what I really wanted. Although she needed a little urging to overcome her inhibitions, in a few moments her blonde head was between my legs and I could feel her little tongue going to work on my pussy. I hooked one leg over her back and began thrusting my hips back and forth with regular movements. She was so enthusiastic about the idea that her inexperience proved to be no handicap at all. In nothing flat, she had me soaking wet and experiencing that hot, itchy feeling that always precedes a good come. And did I ever come! I couldn't remember when I had really exploded like that.
With this beginning, Kathy and I commenced a very pleasant little affair. She often came over in the afternoon after school when she knew I would be alone in the house. We would talk for awhile in the kitchen and then retire to the bedroom. Peeling off our clothes, we would stretch out on our sides on the bed in a sixty-nine position and go to work with our tongues on each other's pussy. Since we were both the type who came rather quickly, we loved to make each other have a quick come and then start over again.
Like myself, Kathy was a bi-sexual and admitted that she had had some affairs with boys of her age. One afternoon when I was in a somewhat inquisitive mood, I happened to ask her if she had ever tried anything with her brother. She denied it but admitted that they had both seen each other without their clothes on. Although she didn't directly say so, her expression and tone of voice made it clear that Bryan was a nicely hung young man.
Naturally, that got me to thinking and I began to amuse myself with the idea of seducing Bryan. One afternoon he dropped in looking for Kathy, and I decided to make a play for him right on the spot. Telling him that I would fix him a snack, I asked him to come out to the kitchen with me. I was wearing just a loose housecoat with only a slip beneath it, and of course I soon found myself experiencing considerable difficulty keeping my housecoat from falling open in front.
He was quite a normal boy and the sight of 38-inch breasts confined only in a flimsy slip soon had its effect on him. In a very few moments, I could see a real nice bulge in his jeans. I always get to feeling very itchy when I know a nice hard cock is available, and this time was no exception. I started teasing him and talking in a deliberately provocative fashion that I had never used around him in the past. Although I practically told him I was available, he did nothing and apparently thought I was only kidding him.
Finally, I decided that I would have to take things into my own hands. Taking off my housecoat, I stood in front of him wearing only my slip and bluntly asked him if he'd like to spend a few minutes in the bedroom with me. Although he was at first almost too startled to reply, you know what the answer was. We quickly went into the bedroom and started peeling off our clothes.
For a kid who was only fifteen, he was really built and had what must have been a good six inches. I grabbed it and squeezed it just as hard as I could, and then told him I just had to have it all inside me. We both jumped on the bed and he started kissing my breasts while running his hands over the rest of my body. He kept telling me that I had the biggest tits he'd ever seen, and it was obvious that he couldn't get enough of them.
In a few moments, he got on top of me and I gave him an assist to get him started. I just couldn't get enough of that hot young cock of his and could just feel the walls of my vagina sucking on it. I was expecting him to come right away, but he was more determined than that. He began riding me with strong, muscular strokes that really made me feel delightfully feminine all over. My pussy became as hot as fire and I kept shaking my rear end just as hard as I could. In a few moments, we both enjoyed a real hot come.
Bryan seemed to think that we were through, but I went to work with my mouth and quickly showed him how wrong he was. After he got nice and hard, he wanted to reciprocate and we wound up enjoying a nice sixty-nine together. When we were both good and hot, I knelt astride him and started riding him cowgirl style. I was really shaking my rear end and that permitted some real deep penetration that really turned both of us on. It wasn't long before we both found ourselves enjoying another wild climax.
After that, of course, Bryan was a frequent visitor. In fact, it soon became something of a problem keeping him and his sister from running into each other. It wasn't long before I began thinking about the idea of the three of us grouping it together, although I must admit that I felt a little wicked about a brother-sister combination. However, I was too intrigued with the idea to resist it, and decided to go ahead with it just to see what would happen.
One afternoon I deliberately arranged for Bryan to walk in on Kathy and myself when we were enjoying a sixty-nine together. Well, you can just imagine how astonished those two were! Kathy screamed and tried to cover herself with her hands, while Bryan was so dumbfounded that he just stood there and stared. However, I just laughed and invited him to take off his clothes and join us.
That produced a shocked gasp from Kathy, but Bryan quickly began stripping off his clothes. Kathy started to protest but apparently the sight of her brother's nicely erect young cock changed her mind abruptly. Bryan jumped on the bed with us and the three of us started playfully feeling and grabbing each other. They both began asking what three of us could do together, and I wasn't lacking in idea.
Having Bryan stretch out on his back, I suggested that Kathy kneel astride his face with her back to him. In a moment, Bryan's face was completely buried under his sister's cute bottom with his nose wedged between the crevice of her hips. From her wiggles and the delightful expression on her face, it was obvious that his tongue was busy at work creaming her pussy.
I then knelt between his legs and went to work with my mouth and tongue. After licking his jewels all over, I got his cock just as far inside my mouth as I could and began sucking on it. In the meantime, I could hear Kathy's excited comments and could see her grinding her bottom around with her weight right on her brother's face. Just as my mouth started filling with warm masculine come, Kathy let out a yell that made it apparent that she had come right on her brother.
Afterwards, Kathy and I quickly traded places. I was soon sitting on top of Bryan's face, while Kathy was kneeling between his legs with his cock in her mouth. While he went to work with his tongue on my cunny, he quickly got a hard-on that gave his sister a real challenge. Of course, I couldn't hold still and I'm sure there were times when Bryan must have felt that he was drowning! Squirming furiously and making no effort to keep my weight off his face, I watched as Kathy gave him a blow job that soon had him pumping his hips furiously. She was really a much better fellatrix than I would have imagined. In a few moments, I was enjoying a nice come right on Bryan's face while he was shooting off into his sister's mouth.
As might be expected, that was just the start for some very interesting three way affairs among us. They often came over together, and I don't think either of them could get enough of it. And, of course, it also broke down the barriers between them at home as far as brother-sister sex was concerned. The affair ended quite suddenly when their father got a job transfer and they moved to another city, but I still have many pleasant memories of those afternoons together.
CHAPTER SIX
GIRLS AND THEIR MOTHERS
Seventeen-year-old Greg was quite intrigued by the pretty young girl who lived next door, and with good reason. Lila Lanier was the same age and was a shapely brunette with a beautifully tanned figure. A friendly and vivacious girl who was one of the varsity cheerleaders at the suburban high school they attended, Lila invariably wore tight sweaters and the shortest skirts the authorities would allow. Just looking at those two nicely pointed mounds jiggling under her sweaters and her lithe, shapely legs enhanced by sheer pantyhose, Greg would often find himself making a strong mental effort to keep from achieving an erection right on the spot.
Lila preferred to date a number of boys and occasionally accepted Greg's offer to take her out. As pleasant as that could be, it was also thoroughly frustrating at times. For although Lila did not exactly discourage his advances, she always stopped him well short of his objective. As a result, the conclusion of a date invariably left him enduring that exquisite agony commonly known as "hot nuts." However, there were always somewhat vague promises from Lila that he was making progress and might some day be rewarded, and Greg accordingly persisted.
The young man was so smitten with Lila that he at first failed to notice her mother, although Carol Lanier was simply an older and more buxom version of her attractive daughter. In typical teenage fashion, Greg simply assigned everyone in the over-thirty bracket to senior citizen status. It did not occur to him that a woman of thirty-eight might be able to put into reality some of the things that her daughter only vaguely promised as a potential future treat.
However, such thoughts did occur to Lila's mother. A divorcee for a number of years, Carol sorely regretted the absence of a regular sex life. Like many women her age, she was much more interested in sex than many men would realize. In typical feminine fashion, she had matured slowly as far as sex was concerned and had become vitally interested in the subject with the passing years. She had read a number of books about it, and had become quite intrigued by some of the things that her conventionally minded ex-husband had avoided.
She had watched her daughter's growing maturity and popularity with an envy she sometimes found difficult to conceal. Although she really did not know, she was quite sure Lila and her boyfriends were actually doing some of the things she had only read about. When Lila was out on a date, her mother often had to make a strong effort not to think about what that pretty teenager might be doing. Some of Lila's boyfriends were nicely built and Carol could easily imagine what they must look like when aroused.
Although at first she gave no outward sign of it, Carol was quite attracted by Greg. He was a well built and physically mature young man who strongly reminded her of a boy she had dated when she was his age. She erroneously assumed that he and Lila had enjoyed various intimacies together, and frankly admitted to herself that she was quite envious about that.
When the idea of seducing the young man first occurred to her, Carol quickly rejected it. Like many women, she did not wish to be accused of "robbing the cradle." However, upon a little reflection she quickly changed her mind. After all, she told herself, there was no reason in the world why she should deny herself the very things her own daughter was undoubtedly enjoying. Besides, she was eager for new experiences and her nicely mature young neighbor was the nearest available partner.
As a result, she began a campaign to get the young man in bed with her. It was more than a little disconcerting at first to find that the teenager apparently considered her among the elderly, and she quickly set about doing her best to change that impression. She began dressing in a much more youthful fashion, concentrating on tight sweaters and skirts that displayed her mature but extremely attractive figure to best advantage. This practice produced a few sly remarks from Lila, who had no idea what her mother was up to and considered her efforts as something of an effort to regain her lost youth.
However, there were immediate results. Carol soon became aware that Greg was definitely noticing her nicely filled sweaters and tightly packed skirts. She began flirting with him, smiling and watching him with eyes that made promises. Gradually becoming more bold, she would tease him by deliberately making no effort to control her skirts when it mattered, such as when alighting from a car. She found that she thoroughly enjoyed teasing and that it made her feel much more youthful and feminine. Although she concentrated on Greg, she also flirted with Lila's other boyfriends.
One afternoon when she knew that Lila had gone on an extended shopping trip with some of her girl friends, Carol spotted Greg walking by the house and decided to make her move. Sticking her head out the front door, she asked, "Greg, would you mind coming in a minute?"
When the young man smiled in reply and started walking up the front steps, Carol felt quietly confident about the forthcoming endeavor. She had borrowed one of Lila's plaid skirts that was a couple of sizes too small for her and forced her to walk with a shortened gait, and in addition was wearing a paper-thin white blouse that left the outline of her brassiere clearly on display. Her full but shapely legs were encased in sheer, honey-colored nylons and she was wearing open-toed strap sandals that left brightly painted toenails on display.
"Come on in!" she told him as he reached the front door.
"Okay," Greg agreed, casting an admiring glance in her direction as he stepped through the door. "What did you want?"
"Just wanted to talk," Carol told him.
"Oh," he replied. "Lila around?' '
Carol shook her head. "No," she said, standing close to him and looking him directly in the eye. "Lila isn't the only female in this house, you know!"
Greg nodded but looked a little perturbed by her behavior. "I guess so," he said.
"Guess?" she pretended to be disappointed. "Don't tell me you haven't noticed me before?"
Greg gulped noticeably. "Mrs. Lanier, I think I'd better be going," he told her somewhat apprehensively.
"What's your rush?" Carol asked, slipping her hands around the back of his neck and drawing close to him, making sure that he could feel her breasts pressing against him. She felt confident that it would be only a moment before the young man was in no hurry to leave.
"Well, I don't know..." Greg replied, clearly flustered by her aggressive approach.
Carol tilted her mouth upward and moistened her lips slightly with her tongue. "Kiss me, Greg," she suggested. "One kiss won't hurt anything."
Greg hesitated for a moment and then kissed her lightly and rather tentatively on the lips.
"Oh, come on, Greg, you can do better than that!" Carol teased, opening her lips slightly and smiling at him in open invitation.
As Greg kissed her firmly on the lips, Carol responded warmly with an openmouthed kiss. Pressing herself tightly against him so that her breasts were pressing firmly against his chest, she could feel the initial swelling that began to form in his trousers.
"Why don't we sit down on the couch?" she suggested. "I'm in the mood for a real nice necking session!"
Greg had lost his initial reluctance and the two of them were soon seated on the couch, their arms around one another and their mouths firmly pressed together. Squirming girlishly in his arms, Carol encouraged him with little flicks of her tongue and the two of them were soon exchanging moist french kisses. Carol made no attempt to keep her short skirt from riding up over the top of her tan nylons, and could feel her cheeks becoming deeply flushed as she began to experience the initial stirrings of deep sexual arousal.
As their mouths and tongues remained in contact, Greg began exploring her feminine body, rather tentatively at first and then more boldly as she made no attempt to stop him. In a few moments, his eager hand was squeezing the cups of her brassiere through her thin blouse. His other hand came in contact with her knee and when she made no effort to dislodge it, began working up her nylon-clad thigh. In a moment his fingers were brushing against sleek bare flesh, and the young man hesitated as if any moment he expected her to abruptly slap his face and bring the proceedings to a halt.
Becoming more aroused, Carol ran her hand up and down his thighs and allowed it to brush lightly against the firm bulge in his trousers. After teasing him with light brushes, she gripped the hard muscle firmly through his trousers.
"Enough of this high schoolish teasing!" Carol suddenly announced. "Let's really make love, Greg!"
"All right!" the young man impulsively agreed.
"I want you to take off all your clothes first!" Carol teased, squeezing his erection firmly.
"Okay!" Greg quickly replied.
"Not here," Carol told him. "Let's go into the bedroom."
In the bedroom, Greg began pulling off his clothes as Carol drew back the bedspread and blankets on the master bed. In a moment, the young man was standing completely nude in front of her with his bright red young cock standing magnificently erect. Carol could feel her mouth watering as she gazed at the upright virile member; she was tempted to lean forward and put it right in her mouth.
"Would you like to undress me?" she asked with a catch in her voice.
"Sure!" Greg agreed with understandable enthusiasm.
Carol sat down on the side of the bed, extending her shapely legs and pulling the hem of her skirt up over the tops of her honey-colored stockings.
"Start with my shoes and stockings!" she told him with a smile.
Greg promptly dropped to one knee and began unbuckling her open-toed sandals. Quickly removing them, the eager teenager reached for the tabs of her garter belt. His fingers brushing against her sleek thighs, he unhooked her stockings and began removing them one at a time.
"Now, don't get any runs!" Carol cautioned, watching him carefully.
The tan hose quickly departed to reveal smooth white flesh. In a moment Carol's stockings were on the floor and Greg was reaching behind her back to unbutton her blouse. Slipping one hand around his stiff penis, Carol sat quietly as he removed her blouse and gazed at her well filled brassiere.
"It unsnaps in back," she told him, pretending that he might not know.
Greg quickly located the snap and in a moment pulled the straps from her shoulders. She could see his face light up as his eyes first came into contact with her buxom breasts, and she gave his throbbing member a teasing squeeze.
"Do you think I'm stacked?" she asked with a teasing laugh.
"You sure are!" he readily admitted, licking his lips with obvious anticipation as he gazed at the two pink nipples.
As Carol continued to tease him with her soft hand, Greg reached for the side fastener of her skirt and quickly got it undone. Lifting her hips slightly from the bed, Carol permitted him to pull the garment down her legs and off her feet. She was not surprised as he hastily reached for the waistband of her nylon panties, and once again she raised her hips to make the job easier for him.
Completely nude, the two of them embraced with their bare flesh brushing against each other at various points. As Greg's eager hands began to explore her breasts and dip down into her pretty nest, the two of them stretched out on the bed with their tongues locked in a deep french kiss. Carol's pleased moans and feminine wriggles made it quite apparent that she was as aroused as her teenager partner.
"There's something I want to do for you!" she told him in a somewhat breathless voice, pushing him to a supine position on the bed.
Playing with his rigidly hard cock with one eager hand, Carol began kissing his masculine chest and gradually working downward. Her cheeks were deeply flushed and she could even feel her breasts growing firm at the thought of what she was soon going to do. Moving downward over his stomach, she hesitated a moment to get up her nerve and then impulsively slipped her open mouth down over the sleek head of his handsome cock.
She could hear Greg's breathless exclamation as he suddenly felt a wet feminine mouth fellating him. Stroking with her hand, Carol eagerly got it as far into her mouth as she could and began sucking on it. The new experience made her feel daring and sophisticated, and she turned her head from side to side to enjoy the sensation of cock pressing against her inner checks. Greg's reaction made it quite apparent that he was completely overwhelmed by what she was doing to him.
"Hey, let me turn you on, too!" he finally told her, sitting up on one elbow.
Warm and tingling with excitement, Carol stretched out on her back with her pretty legs drawn back and apart. Kneeling at her side, Greg leaned forward and extended both hands into her pretty delta. Carol squirmed and bit her lip with excitement as she felt his fingers opening her outer folds. The instant the pink meat came into view, Greg lowered his head between her legs and pressed his lips against the inner folds of her vulva.
"Ahhh!" Carol gasped with excitement. A moment later, she felt Greg's tongue going to work and could hardly believe the sensuous feeling that began to sweep over her body. She automatically began thrusting her hips back and forth on the bed, and felt a hot warmth between her legs that was almost maddening.
Greg eagerly ran his tongue up and down the length of her split, teasing her flicks and stabs that sent waves of pleasure through her loins. Her breasts felt incredibly taut and she could not refrain from running her hands over her body in a sensuous manner. She knew she was soaking wet between the legs and could hear Greg's tongue busily at work.
"Greg, please!" she gasped in an urgent voice. "I can't stand it any longer! I'm going crazy!"
A moment later Greg's lean and hard young body was stretched out on top of her, and Carol slipped one hand under him to get him started. As the thick masculine member penetrated her vagina and began spreading the walls apart, Carol clasped her arms around his back in a tight embrace and dug her fingernails in slightly to urged him on.
"Oh it's wonderful, Greg!" she exclaimed. "You're so nice and big!"
The young man thrust forward until their organs were firmly united, and then paused to enjoy the luxuriantly pleasant sensation. Wriggling under him with feminine anticipation, Carol made sure her bare arms and legs were wrapped around him for the joyride ahead.
"Give it to me, Greg!" she told him in a quiet but obviously excited voice. "I really need it!"
Catching a deep breath, Greg began sliding back and forth with virile thrusts. Her entire body hot and glowing with excitement, Carol worked her hips around under him in response to the pleasant thrusts. Both of them could feel her moist vaginal walls clinging to the throbbing masculine spear as it slid back and forth inside her.
"Fuck me, Greg! Fuck me until I can't stand it any more!" Carol demanded, too excited to care about her choice of words.
Greg began pumping with more forceful strokes, letting his weight rest against her after each forward thrust and feeling her tautly erect nipples against his bare chest. Carol matched his efforts with firm thrusts of her hips, writhing and twisting under him in a manner that progressively became more abandoned. Her fingernails dug urgently and almost painfully into his bare back, spurring him into riding her with even more vigorous strokes.
"Oh, this is heaven!" Carol cried out. "Oh, am I ever hot! I've never been so hot!"
No longer able to control the tempo, Greg thrust back and forth with faster and faster movements. Breathless and frequently crying out to register her pleasure, Carol frantically twitched and shook her hips under him and held on as tight as she could. Greg finally shoved forward with an almost unbelievably forceful thrust that signalled his climax. Feeling that hot gush deep in her vagina, Carol erupted with a spasmodic climax that forced her to cry out in ecstasy.
For the next few minutes, the two of them were too breathless to do anything but remain locked in one another's arms while they made an effort to recover their normal senses. Finally, they separated and lay trying to catch their breath.
Feeling delightfully contented, Carol could not resist asking the one question that troubled her. "Well," she asked. "How do I compare with Lila?"
Greg looked visibly startled for a moment and then grinned at her. "Better! Much better, believe me!" he told her in a sincere voice.
Pleased, Carol idly began playing with his inert young penis, pulling it out and stretching it to see what might happen. When she began to see that her efforts might be productive, she leaned forward and slipped the head inside her mouth. Stroking with her hand in an encouraging manner, she began sucking in a thoroughly contented manner. In a surprising short time, the attractive housewife found herself with a mouth full of solidly hard teenage cock.
"Kneel over me so we can do a sixty-nine!" Greg suggested.
Without relinquishing his rigid peter from her oral grip, Carol twisted around on the bed until she was kneeling astride him with her knees brushing against his shoulders. Quickly spreading her legs apart, she lowered her weight against him and soon felt his face buried in her wet pussy. Pulling her down against him with his hands, Greg wedged his nose between the crevice of her buxom hips and went to work tonguing her pink crease with vigorous swipes.
Carol quickly found herself becoming completely carried away by her first experience with mutual oral sex. Keeping Greg's cock just as far in her mouth as she could possibly take it, she sucked wildly on it while at the same time using both hands to play with his other masculine adornments. Greg's probing tongue worked inside her slippery groove, thoroughly tantalizing her and forcing her to grind and squirm her wet pussy down over his face. In a few moments Greg's masculine cream began spurting all over the insides of her mouth, and Carol once again found herself experiencing an ecstatic climax.
The mutual attraction that often exists between teenage boys and their girl friend's mothers is a well known phenomena that requires little explanation. Such a relationship is simply a variant of the Oedipus complex but without the complications of the incest taboo, which in layman's terms means that such a relationship is a highly desirable form of mother-fucking.
In addition, in contemporary society the natural attraction that often exists between teenagers and their girl friends' mothers receives considerable impetus from other directions.
In the first place, there is the phenomenon of the youth cult. The obsessive emphasis on youth means that many women do their utmost to remain perpetually young. They dress in a youthful fashion and try to maintain their figures. As might be expected, this often leads to considerable rivalry between mothers and their daughters, which in turn can lead to competition for the favors of the opposite sex.
Moreover, a girl friend's mother is often at a stage in life where she finds herself with a growing interest in sexual matters. We have commented previously about the relatively slow maturation of feminine sexuality, and the fact that women in their late thirties and forties are often quite interested in maintaining an active sex life. A daughter's boyfriend is a natural target for such women. This is particularly true in situations where a woman is divorced, widowed or otherwise deprived of a normal sex life.
Daughter's boyfriends also become sexual targets because, today, many older women are interested in sexual variations that were verboten in their youth. It is incredible how far we have advanced in sexual matters in only a few years. While young people today find fellatio and cunnilingus perfectly acceptable forms of sexual foreplay, less than a generation ago such practices were generally condemned as perverse. Because of the widespread sexual education that has taken place in recent years, many older women are now interested in experimenting with these once forbidden pleasures. It is not surprising that they often look to younger men for these experiences, since among other things they expect the younger generation to be familiar with such techniques.
The following case history will provide another example of the girlfriend's mother syndrome. The commentary is furnished by Edith W., a California housewife in her late thirties. She is married and has two daughters, 18 and 16.
CASE HISTORY
To start at the beginning, I suppose I should say that my husband and I have always enjoyed a satisfactory sex life although things have tapered off considerably in the past few years. In addition, both of us come from somewhat conservative backgrounds, to say the least. For example, my mother always insisted that sex education in the public schools was a Communist plot. As a result of this type of background, my husband and I have kept very much within the traditional bounds. In fact, we have never even talked about some things together.
My daughters have grown up in the permissive atmosphere of today, and think we're a couple of old fogies. Although I've never interfered with any of their activities, I've overheard enough of their comments to know what they've been involved in. I once overheard my older daughter telling a visiting cousin from another state that a girl in her high school couldn't even get a date if she were unwilling to go down for a boy, so that shows how far things have gone since I was a girl.
I'll admit that for the past year or so I've been more than a little envious of some of the things young people today are doing. I've read my share of books and seen some movies that were quite frank, and that made me think about some of the things I might otherwise have ignored. However, at first I simply shrugged my shoulders and thought there was nothing I could do about it.
Then, a few months ago my older daughter started dating a boy whose name was Jeff. He and I hit it off together right from the beginning. I had never paid much attention to the boys the girls dated, but for some reason Jeff was different. He and my daughter started dating on a regular basis, so he was around the house quite frequently. He was a well built young man and I must admit I let myself enjoy a few thoughts that perhaps I should have suppressed.
One afternoon I heard my daughter talking with him over the telephone. Although they were talking in coded, rather vague terms, it was quite apparent that they were talking about fellatio and that she was promising to do it for him later that evening. Although at first I was quite irritated, I soon realized that I was simply jealous and would have loved to have traded places with her. Of course, the idea of actually exchanging places with her did not occur to me at first.
That summer, as usual, we planned to spend our vacation at a small lakeside cottage we own some distance from home. The girls and I usually stay there for at least a couple of months, while my husband works during the week and comes up on weekends. By this time, my daughter was going steady with Jeff and asked if he could come along with us for a couple of weeks. Knowing she'd be quite unhappy if I refused, I went along with the idea.
The weather was perfect when we arrived and we were soon spending most of our time swimming, boating or just lying in the sun. My daughter and Jeff were continually sneaking off to be alone somewhere, and I didn't have to be told what they were doing. I must admit I started getting a little itchy, and even more so when I noticed that Jeff occasionally gave me an appreciative look that told me that he considered me attractive. Although I was sure I couldn't offer any competition for my daughter, I began flirting with him just to see what might happen.
One afternoon when my daughters had gone into town on a shopping trip, I asked Jeff if he would mind going for a swim with me. He was agreeable and I changed into a brief two-piece white suit that the girls had often told me was too small for me. Jeff had not seen me in it before and I could see his eyes light up with interest when he caught sight of me in it.
The sun was quite bright as we walked toward the lake. There is a small, uninhabited island in the lake about a hundred yards from shore, and I volunteered to race Jeff out to it. Although he didn't know it at the time, I have had considerable experience as a swimmer and I offered him a much better race than he had expected. We were both out of breath when we arrived at the island and flopped down on the beach to recover.
By this time, I think Jeff was beginning to suspect that I had something in mind. I could see him making sidelong glances in my direction and could tell that he wasn't the least bit opposed to the idea. Since we could still be seen from the shore, I suggested that we explore the island a little. There wasn't really anything to see, but the vegetation was rather heavy and it wasn't long before the shoreline was no longer in view.
I pretended to fall and let Jeff catch me, making sure that my breasts were against his bare chest. The instant I felt his strong masculine body next to mine I knew I wasn't going to be able to resist the temptation. When I simply sagged against him and didn't move away, he tilted my chin up and kissed me firmly on the lips. The way I responded made it all too clear what I wanted.
Jeff found a grassy spot and we stretched out together with our arms locked around one another. I quickly showed him that a woman my age knew what french kissing was all about, and he started running his hands over my body in a manner designed to really turn me on. He got the halter of my swimsuit unfastened and I let him take it off. Kissing my breasts all over, he worked the lower part of my swimsuit down my legs and I managed to kick it off.
By this time, I was really in the mood and was almost fighting to get his trunks off. However, they were too tight for me and I finally told him he would have to do it himself. He laughed and quickly peeled them off. The minute I caught sight of that massive young cock of his, standing straight up with a brick-hard erection, I simply went wild.
As he settled back down on the grass beside me, I grabbed it and stuck the head in my mouth. He let out an exclamation of surprise and stretched out on his back to enjoy what I was doing for him. Continually brushing my wet hair back out of my face, I began nibbling and eating on it as if it were an ear of corn. I could just feel the blood pounding in it as I worked from the head down to the base. While he kept telling me how great it was, I worked it as far into my mouth as I could and began sucking on it.
Finally, he told me it was his turn to reciprocate. Sitting up and pushing me back to a supine position, he grasped my ankles and pulled my legs apart. I could see him licking his lips with anticipation as he looked into my bush, and for my part I was simply quivering with expectation. I held my breath as he leaned forward and spread the lips of my cunny open just as far as he could. With that, he placed his face right in it and started eating. Wow!
For a moment, I could hardly believe it was really happening to me. He had obviously done it before, because he knew exactly how to tantalize me with his tongue. I got all hot and creamy in nothing flat, and I started thrusting my pelvis just as hard as I could. My breasts were very taut and I felt hotly flushed and almost breathless. Pulling at his hair, I just begged him to put it to me.
He stretched out over me and a moment later I felt that rock hard muscle sliding into my vagina. Oh, did that young stallion give me a ride! Pumping with powerful strokes that at times were almost painful, he kept rocking back and forth on top of me with his weight slamming down against me with each forward thrust. I was crying and almost screaming with excitement when I felt that hot gush inside me, and I'm sure I saw stars when I started going off.
He was in a mood to start over again after a few minutes, but I just had to have a little while longer to catch my breath. When we started again, he asked if I'd like to try a sixty-nine with him. A moment later, he was lying on his back and I was on top of him with his cock in my mouth. He got his head between my legs and began licking me all over down there, clear from one hole to the next. He quickly got a nice big hard-on and did we ever have a time eating each other! When I felt that hot juice spurting into my mouth, I let myself go completely and came right in his face.
As you can imagine, the remainder of that vacation proved quite interesting. To my surprise, I discovered that I could offer my daughter considerable competition. Although we had to be careful, Jeff and I were constantly playing around with all kinds of sex games, even quick hand jobs. Having to satisfy both my daughter and myself, I think poor Jeff was simply exhausted by the time vacation was over!
CHAPTER SEVEN
MISCELLANEOUS CASE HISTORIES DIVORCEES TRADE SONS
I am familiar with a situation in our neighborhood that I believe is quite unusual. It involves two attractive divorcees and their teenage sons. For some time now, the two women have been trading their sons in exactly the same way that one might exchange mates! On weekends, the boys often trade places from Friday evening through Sunday. The four of them often travel on vacations together, and at motels and hotels spend the night with each other's mother.
Brenda, at thirty-eight, is the older of the two women. She is an attractive brunette who works as a secretary. I do not know much about her background, but she has been divorced for several years. She is rarely seen with an adult male and I suppose that says something about the adequacy of her teenage partner. Her son Marvin, who's sixteen, is a nicely developed young man. I'm sure he would be very popular with girls his own age, but he doesn't seem to have the time for them.
Linda, the other woman involved, is two years younger than her friend. She's a buxom blonde with a figure that one must admit is quite appealing. She likes to dress in a youthful manner, wearing tight sweaters and skirts to show off her figure. I believe that she was divorced about ten years ago, and works as a hostess in a restaurant. Her son, Evan, is fifteen and seems like a very pleasant boy.
The two women started swapping about two years ago. It was all deliberately arranged by the two women, who claimed that the boys had to learn some time and that there was no reason why they shouldn't learn from an older woman. I must say that the four of them seem quite pleased with this arrangement. The boys are happy, well adjusted and make good grades in school. Their mothers look youthful and seem much more contented than many women in their age bracket.
SPINSTER SISTERS
In the small southern town in which I grew up, there were two spinster sisters who lived in the old home which they had inherited from their parents. Both were old maid, school teacherish types. Dorothy, the older, was probably in her early forties. She was a rather severe looking woman who always dressed in very conservative fashion, wore horn-rimmed glasses, and always kept her brunette hair done in a very tight bun at the nape of her neck.
Her younger sister Ethel was taller but otherwise much the same. She was a rather athletic woman who taught girls' gym at the local high school. Both she and her sister more or less kept to themselves, and one almost never saw them except at school.
When I was in my early teens, I began to hear rumors that the two sisters were willing to put out for any boy who had the nerve to come around and ask. Some of the fellows in my age group even claimed that they had done it, although I was inclined to believe they weren't telling the truth. However, the rumors persisted and I began to believe they might have some foundation. For one thing, it was well known that some of Dorothy's male pupils got much better grades from her than they deserved.
Needless to say, it wasn't long before I began thinking about paying them a visit. Of course, I would have preferred someone much younger and more attractive, but girls like that weren't available in that little town. And, at the same time I was totally inexperienced and almost dying to find out what it was like no matter what.
It took me some time to get up enough nerve, but one afternoon after school I walked over to their place. I'll admit I was scared to death, and kept trying to figure out what I should say. Suppressing a last minute desire to chicken out, I knocked at the door. The house was very quiet and I had to wait a minute before the door opened.
It was Dorothy who opened the door. Her smile and the way her face lit up when she saw me standing there help put me at ease, but my teeth were still chattering when she invited me inside. She had apparently just returned from school and was wearing a blue business suit, tan nylons and high heels. I kept trying to think of something to say, but as it turned out that was unnecessary.
She knew exactly why I had come and was obviously quite pleased. Escorting me into the living room, she sat down with me and talked with me for a few minutes in a very pleasant and relaxed manner. Seeing that I was visibly nervous, she kept assuring me that there was nothing to worry about. In a few minutes I began to feel much less apprehensive although I was too inexperienced to relax completely.
She was seated across from me and I soon began to realize that she was much more attractive than I had previously realized. Perhaps to tease me, she was seated with her legs crossed at a careless angle and I could see a glimpse of milk white thigh emerging from the expanded tops of her tan nylons. As we talked, she casually removed her hornrimmed glasses and began undoing her hair. Freed from that tight bun, her long brown hair flowed down her back in an extremely appealing manner. In the space of a very few minutes, she transformed herself from an old maid schoolteacher to a very seductive woman.
Finally, she smiled at me and suggested that we go into the bedroom. Of course, I could hardly wait although I was so excited I could hardly believe it was all really happening to me. In the bedroom, she rather playfully began running her hand over the front of my trousers. She obviously knew what she was doing and in a few moments I found myself with an erection. She opened my fly for me and, reaching inside, gave me a firm squeeze that I was afraid was going to make me come right on the spot.
Sitting down on the side of the bed, she told me to undress. I did so with a haste that I'm sure she must have found rather amusing although she said nothing. When I had finished disrobing, she asked me to sit down on the bed and watch while she took off her clothes.
Looking pleasantly flushed and confident, she stood in front of me and began taking off her clothes in a very slow manner, almost as if she were a professional entertainer. With my total lack of experience I of course awaited each unveiling with wide-eyed appreciation. Her high heels and blue business suit came off to reveal bare white feminine shoulders and a nicely filled peach-colored slip. The outline of her under things was quite visible beneath the slip.
After a moment's pause, she pulled the slip off over her head and stood in front of me attired only in a white nylon lace brassiere, clinging latex girdle and tan stockings. Sitting down on a chair across from me, she slowly unhooked her nylons and removed them in a teasing fashion. Standing up once again, she reached behind her and unfastened her brassiere. I watched with total fascination as her plump breasts spilled from the cups of the bra. They were firm and slightly uptilted and I could feel my blood racing at the sight of them.
Looking as if she was well aware of the effect she was having on me, she stood directly in front of me as she removed her girdle. Her panties came down inside it and I found myself staring intently at her brunette delta. Of course, I had never seen a nude woman in my life and the sight of that thick brown triangle left me almost hypnotized.
She stretched out on the bed and invited me to join her. I stretched out beside her and experienced that thrill of naked bodies in contact for the first time. With my inexperience, I was eager to get on top of her right away and she seemed quite willing. As I mounted her, she grabbed my throbbing penis and got it started inside her.
Her vagina was wet and surprisingly tight, and I could almost feel it squeezing me. I could hardly believe that anything could really feel that good. As I started gliding back and forth on top of her, she began responding and how! Oh, could that woman ever shake her hips!! Gasping with loud moans and just begging me to keep doing it, she rocked and thrust wildly under me and kept clawing at me with her fingernails. I held back just as long as I could and then simply let go and shot my load deep inside her. She emitted a loud cry and hugged me tightly to her with a grip that almost knocked the wind out of me.
Afterwards, I of course felt like a million dollars. While I was dressing, she slipped on a light housecoat that really didn't cover too much. When I was about to leave, she told me to my surprise that her sister would probably also enjoy having a visit from me. The very next afternoon I returned and found Ethel waiting for me. She was several inches taller than her sister, but was otherwise much similar in appearance.
Once again there was no need for me to explain why I had come. Ethel wasted no time getting me into her bedroom and out of my clothes. Waiting impatiently on the side of the bed, I watched as she took off her clothes in the slow, teasing fashion her sister had employed. She had a marvelous and athletic body, slender but very full in the bust and hips. The patch of dark brown hair between her legs was quite heavy and appealing.
We stretched out on the bed together and it wasn't long before I was on top of her. She was, if anything, even more passionate than her sister. With her long legs wrapped around me in a tight embrace, she thrust her hips back and forth in a wildly primitive fashion and kept gasping and crying out with excitement.
Once again I found myself fighting to prolong those tantalizing sensations just as long as possible, but before long I simply had to let myself go.
After that and in fact throughout my high school days, I visited that house on a regular basis. No matter what, I always knew that one of those sisters would be ready and able to ball with me. Later on, when I had developed more self-control first Dorothy and then Ethel began to practice fellatio with me. Both of them were really artists at it, and I was soon taught to reciprocate. No young man ever had a better sex education.
WIDOW'S CONFESSION
It all started because of my best friend Bernice. Perhaps I should explain that Bernice and I are both widows who live in adjoining homes. Although she won't admit her exact age, Bernice is probably in her mid-forties though she does look younger. I am in my late thirties.
The two of us have been good friends for many years. Such good friends, in fact, that we don't even bother to knock when we visit back and forth. And that's how it started. One afternoon I happened to pop in on Bernice and caught her right in the act with Rick, the young boy who lives across the street! To my total dismay, Bernice was performing fellatio for him right in the kitchen!
I excused myself and made a hasty retreat, but not before I caught a vivid glimpse of
Bernice's red face and Rick's long and obviously very hard penis. Needless to say, that experience was quite unsettling. Bernice came over a few minutes later and tried to laugh the whole thing off, telling me that she hoped I wouldn't be a prude about it. She readily admitted that she and Rick had been having a little affair for the past few months, adding that he was nearly seventeen and mature enough to be engaged in such activities.
When I had had time to think things over, I began to see things in a different light. I realized that I was more than a little envious of the experiences Bernice had had. My husband had been dead for several years and the shortage of men in the small town where I lived had more or less made me give up on sex. I hadn't even thought of Rick or another boy his age as a possible sexual partner, and had to admit that Bernice had been more resourceful than I.
And although I tried to put it out of mind, I kept recalling that scene in the kitchen. Days later I could still visualize the sight of Rick's sleek long cock, an exciting purplish red in color and fully adult in its dimensions. Telling myself I shouldn't think such thoughts, I nevertheless found myself trying to imagine what it would be like to have that good hard penis between my legs.
Naturally, it wasn't long before I decided to offer Bernice some competition. After all, I told myself, I wasn't exactly deflowering a young virgin, and there was no reason why
Bernice should own him exclusively. I really became envious when I learned that Rick's unsuspecting parents had permitted him to spend an entire week's vacation with Bernice at a cottage she had rented. That made me more determined than ever to see if I could seduce him.
One afternoon when I saw him coming home from school, I decided it was time for me to make my move. Putting on one of my shortest skirts, hose and high heels and leaving off my bra, I made sure that I was carefully groomed and added some heavy perfume. Knowing that his parents wouldn't be home, I called up Rick and asked him if he'd mind coming over to do something for me. He sounded surprised but quickly agreed.
I'm sure he realized what I had in mind the minute he saw me standing in the door. Flushed and feeling a little giddy, I smiled at him. "Come in, Rick!" I told him, feeling a little brazen when I realized that he had discerned that I was wearing no bra under my thin sweater.
"Okay," he agreed in a pleasant voice.
"Let's sit down on the couch," I told him. "There's something I want to talk to you about."
"Whatever you like," he replied in an agreeable voice.
I sat down beside him on the couch and crossed my legs in a manner designed to leave a generous amount of nylon on display. As my skirt rode up to reveal the darker portions of my hosiery, I could see that Rick no longer had any doubts about why I had asked him over. He was looking at me in an interested and somewhat amused manner, as if deliberately waiting for me to make the first move.
"You know, Rick," I began. "I don't think Bernice is the only attractive woman in the neighborhood."
"I don't either," he agreed with a smile, glancing quite candidly at my thighs.
"Well?" I asked in a hopeful voice.
He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, you know what I like!" he replied in a slightly impudent voice, apparently referring to the time I had seen him in the kitchen with Bernice.
It was obvious that Bernice had spoiled him, but I could see that I had little choice if I wanted to compete with her. By this time, there was a very nice lump in his thin slacks and I could hardly take my eyes off it.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked with an amused grin on his face.
I had always been more responsive than aggressive, and found myself swallowing when it became apparent that he even wanted me to take it out of his pants myself. I knew I was blushing furiously and my fingers were trembling as I reached over and unzipped his fly. A moment later my hand was inside his slacks and cupped around that sleek hard muscle. I pulled it out and found myself staring at what must have been a good eight inches of rock hard masculine cock. The very sight of it made me feel hot and creamy all over, and I could barely wait for both of us to get undressed.
"Put it in your mouth, Sheila!" he told me in a pleasant voice.
I had never done such a thing before, and found my heart pounding like a trip hammer at the very thought of having that thick masculine muscle in my mind. "All right," I capitulated in a husky voice.
Blushing crimson, I dropped to my knees between his outstretched thighs. Gripping the base of that throbbing cock, I opened my mouth and worked it down over that mushroom-shaped crown. I hadn't realized it was all that big until I found my jaws forced open to a point that was more than a little uncomfortable.
"Ah, that's great!" Rick told me in a pleased voice, leaning back on the couch in a manner that made clear that he intended to thoroughly enjoy being eaten. "Let's see how far you can get it in your mouth!"
Although I was moaning with discomfort, I tried my best to please him by getting it in my mouth just as far as I could. In a moment my mouth was packed full with that hot, throbbing cock and I began sucking on it. My saliva kept forming rapidly and I had to pause every few seconds to swallow it.
"You're doing great!" Rick told me in a pleased voice. "Really great!"
Once I became accustomed to having it in my mouth, I was surprised at how much I enjoyed it. I was eating eight solid inches of hot cock and I loved it! I almost wished that Bernice would walk in on me. Twisting my head from side to side so that I could feel it from different angles, I knew that I was thoroughly wet between the legs and my breasts felt taut against my sweater.
"Keep sucking it, Sheila!" Rick told me. "You're doing a beautiful job!"
By this time, he was rocking his pelvis back and forth in response to my oral caresses. I knew what was going to happen sooner or later and, strangely enough, I found myself wanting to take his climax in my mouth although I had no idea what it would be like. Rick began thrusting with firmer strokes, really jamming his pulsating cock into my mouth.
"Keep doing it!" he told me. "This is beautiful! You're doing great!"
Although I was becoming quite short of breath, I was too excited to consider stopping even for a moment. I could sense Rick gradually losing all of his self-control. Suddenly he came straight up off the couch and I felt that warm masculine juice splashing into my mouth. It was thick and salty and virile and I began to think that I couldn't get enough of it. As he settled back down on the couch, I swallowed his semen with audible gulps and began licking his cock to clean him up.
"You did a great job!" Rick told me. "Now, it's my turn next!"
Of course, that was exactly what I wanted to hear. "Why don't we go into the bedroom, Rick?" I suggested.
We quickly retreated to the bedroom where Rick seemed a little impatient to get started.
"Let me undress you!" he suggested, sitting down on the side of the bed and pulling me down on his lap.
"Okay," I agreed, blushing like a schoolgirl.
My sweater quickly came off over the top of my head. I wasn't wearing a thing under it and I could see Rick gazing at my heavy breasts with obvious fascination. Knowing that I couldn't lose, I couldn't resist the temptation to make him compare my figure with Bernice.
"Do you think I'm stacked as well as your other girl friend?" I asked in a teasing voice.
"Better!" he admitted, casting an admiring glance at my bosom.
Pulling up my skirt, he unsnapped my garters and proceeded to remove my shoes and stockings.
"You got better legs, too!" he told me, running his hand up and down one hand in a firm manner that made me squirm a little.
Reaching for the fastener of my skirt, he undid it and I lifted myself slightly so that he could remove it quite easily. My garter belt and panties quickly followed and I found myself completely naked. Rick picked me up and stretched me out on my back on the bed. Although I was blushing furiously, I kept my legs open to show him what I wanted.
Taking off his own clothes, Rick licked his lips as he gazed at my brunette bush. "I can't wait to eat that cunny of yours!" he told me with a smile.
Stripping off his shorts and revealing another nice hard-on in formation, he knelt on the bed at my feet and grasped my ankles. Pulling them up and back, he shoved my knees back until they were nearly in contact with my breasts and then lowered himself under my legs. Letting my bare legs dangle down his back, I held my breath as he leaned forward and buried his face right in my pussy.
"Oh!" I let out a yell of delight when I suddenly felt his tongue going to work on me.
It was readily apparent that someone, apparently Bernice, had really taught him how to do it! Running his tongue up and down inside my split, he quickly had me rocking and thrusting back and forth with breathless gasps. I had never felt anything like it before. When his tongue found my clitoris and started flicking at it with rapid stabs, I thought I would go crazy.
"Rick, for heaven's sakes, put it in me!" I almost screamed at him. "I can't stand it any more I"
Laughing in a somewhat triumphant manner, he stretched out on top of me. With a powerful lunge, he impaled my vagina with that magnificent cock of his, ramming it right in up to the hilt. I screamed and wrapped my arms and legs around him in a tight vise.
"Now, you're really going to get fucked, Sheila!" he told me in a confident voice.
"Go ahead!" I told him in a breathless voice, finding his vulgar language quite exciting.
He began stroking back and forth on top of me with those marvelous masculine strokes that really made me feel like a woman. He felt powerful and virile and seemed to dominate me completely. Although I felt almost helpless under him, I worked my hips around under him with thrusts that responded to his forward strokes. I had almost forgotten how wonderful it could feel to have a big cock sliding in and out of me like that.
"How do you like it?" Rick asked, deliberately stopping for a moment just to tease me.
"It's great!" I admitted. "Give it to me, Rickie! Don't stop!"
"Okay, you asked for it!" he replied.
He started pumping again, this time with even more powerful strokes. At times I was afraid the bed was going to collapse under us. I could feel my climax beginning to develop and, holding on to him as tight as I could, I began shaking my hips just as fast as I could. By this time both of us were completely out of control. Rick slammed forward with a punishing thrust and sent his semen shooting into me. Shuddering convulsively and quite beside myself, I came with an almost violent climax.
Neither of us were in any hurry to separate afterwards. From the nice kiss he gave me before he got off me, I could tell that Rick would be paying me more visits in the future.
