Nothing is so tender and beautiful as the love a mother has for her son-providing, of course, that love is not linked to sex. However, in the story we tell, the mother is so frustrated sexually, she is seeking an outlet anywhere she can find it. Unfortunately, she finds it with her own, virile son who is equally frustrated.
The only thing the sexual revolution has done for him is make it more difficult to find a girl who can satisfy his lusts. Therefore, he makes it a point to entice his Mom one night, and he is quite satisfied with her sexual performance.
Having learned how good he is at it, according to what his Mom claims, he figures he should venture out of home territory and find some more sexual encounters.
Problems surface however when he doesn't find anything but frustration. And it is then he becomes a "flasher" with a widow he is working for.
To his surprise and delight the widow is delighted to see a good-looking specimen of something she hasn't had the good fortune to behold for a much too long a period of time. She gives him what he wants sexually, but demands more than he can give.
When he gets home, his Mom wants to engage in more sex with him-and out of fear she might suspect he has been "playing around" he beds down with her.
Swiftly he discovers that all is not solved between the sheets. For one sexual climax leads naturally to another, until he feels he has "had it".
However, being sex starved for such a long period of time has left her tense, nervous and eager to find more sexual release.
Finally, he does find someone he can communicate with in a chance sex encounter. But it turns into a nightmare when the woman he thinks will let him alone, wants more-more than he can possibly perform.
When he returns to Mom, someone out of their past shows up at a most inopportune moment-and he finds out the tragic consequence of wanton sex-too late.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Bill didn't like the fact that his mother always found things to do in the bathroom when he was bare-ass naked in the shower.
"Will you get out of here?" he asked her.
"I'm sorry," she apologized as she quickly glanced over to where he was standing.
Though the clear shower window she could see her young son's naked body. He looked mighty appealing to her. She wished she could get in the shower with him and pull on his penis. For this was exactly what he would do the moment she left.
Sure enough, as he began soaping his crotch, he felt the urge to pull on his long cock, It did feel good to gently stroke himself. But when his mother walked in he blasted.
"Look," he said angrily, "get the fuck out of here."
It was time she thought she should give him a lesson in moral virtue.
"Son," she began nervously, "you're not a little boy anymore. You're too old to be jerking on your penis. I used to catch you doing it when it was a little thing. But, baby, it's a big thing now."
"Sure it is," he told her. "Why are you always watching? Do you want to jerk it?"
"It would be far better than you doing it," she told him.
He laughed as he thought about it.
"Why don't you go all the way, mom?" he smiled at his good-looking young mom. "Strip and shower with me."
Sherry decided she would show her son a thing or two.
"Look, Billy baby," Sherry shook her head, "I used to belong to a nudist colony. I don't think there's a thing wrong with parading in the buff. Just to prove it, I'll take off everything and join you."
Bill chuckled. It was true his mother had belonged to a nudist colony. As a young boy of ten he had gone with her. It didn't bother him that men and women were running around naked. But now that he was beginning to feel the itch in his crotch for sex, it all took on a different connotation.
"Mom, it isn't right that you show me yourself anymore. I'm a big boy now. You can see it by the size of my dick stick. I've got a six-inch cock."
"That's nothing," she told him. "Wait till it grows full size. Your father was a nine-incher."
"By the way, whatever happened to dad?" he asked her curiously.
"I don't like to talk about it," she said. "Remind me to tell you someday, but not now, dear."
That was a sore point with Sherry. She never did like to discuss her husband's strange departure.
Now she was taking off her dress. Her young son Bill could see her beautiful bosoms come into view as she unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. He gazed fondly at her huge breasts.
"You've got a gorgeous pair of knockers," he told her. "Yeah, they're really something."
He was becoming aroused just watching her pulling off her panties. He observed she had a shaved box.
"Why'd you shave your pussy, mom?"
"Your father liked to see it shaved," she explained, "arid I've been expecting him home any day."
"You've been saying that for the last five years," he quipped.
Sherry stepped into the shower with Bill. He wasted no time in getting the soap and slipping it around her big bosoms.
"You liked to do that when you were a little boy," she told him. "I always thought they mixed up the babies at the hospital. You seemed to be fascinated with me sexually. That wouldn't be natural for a mother and son."
"That's what you think," he laughed. "Have you ever read literature on incest?"
"Why do you use those big names?" Sherry shook her head. "Since they've been giving you sex education, I can't keep up with you."
"Incest is when two people in the same family want to fuck," he put it bluntly.
"They shouldn't talk about such things in school," Sherry said as she reached down and fondled his balls.
He loved the way her fingers fondled his testicles.
"That feels real good," he told her. "It really does."
"I'm glad you like it, darling," she told him.
Now she was gently massaging his balls from underneath. He couldn't help marvel at her imagine hand work.
"I've got to hand it to you, mom," he told her. "You can jerk my pecker off better than Joyce does."
His mother dropped his penis as if he had bit her.
"What did you say?"
"I just said I let Joyce jerk it when we go to those drive-in horror movies. When she gets real excited she--likes to pull on it."
"No wonder you've been going to so many horror movies lately," she shook her head as she reached for his cock. "I can pull it off better than she can any day."
"You've had more experience," he reminded her. "You should be able to."
She nodded and smiled reassuringly.
"That's true," she admitted. "Your father always said I was better than a hooker."
As she pulled on his huge penis she knew what to do. She had always enjoyed sucking off his father's cock. She dropped to her knees. Then she gripped his huge penis and gently eased her mouth over the head of it.
"That's it," he told her. "Go ahead and suck it. Do it good."
It wasn't going to take her long now to accomplish the act. Clamping her lips over the tip of it she built up a frenzied suction in his throbbing male member. He thrust it down her throat as he exploded.
"I'm cuming," he told her. "Ohhh, yes, yes. Suck me."
When she had finished eating him, she slowly pulled her mouth from his throbbing penis. She got to her feet. He looked at her. Her face was flushed with excitement. Now it was his turn.
"I want to eat your pussy on the bed," he told her. "Let's get out of this stupid shower."
Together they went into the bedroom. She stretched out in the middle of the bed and then she got a wild idea.
"I ought to put something good in my pussy," she told him.
She went out to the kitchen and brought back a glass jar of apricot preserves.
"This'll make my pussy tasty," she suggested.
He could hardly wait to slip his tongue into her vagina.
"I want to suck you good," he told her. "And you are gonna love it."
It didn't take him long to get her ready. He parted her pussy lips and spoon fed her vagina the apricot preserves. Then when she was ready to be sucked, he bent over.
"Lick me quick," she told him excitedly. "That's what I want you to do, darling. Suck my sweet snatch."
His tongue plunged into her pussy. The apricot preserves never tasted better on toast.
"That feels so good when you lick like that," she told him. "Your father was quite a tongue man, too."
It burned him up to think that she would have to bring up his father. He pulled his tongue out of her and shouted, "Don't compare me to that man. He never took care of you or me. Now, damn it, don't bring him up."
"All right, honey," she told him. "Like I said, they might have mixed up the babies at the hospital. Maybe we aren't committing incest at all. Go back down on me, darling, and suck me."
His mother's frivolous ways got to him. He wondered if she was wired wrong at the factory. Then he put that thought aside. For if she was wired wrong at the factory, he was, too.
Bill's tongue pumped into her with easy abandon. He tasted the apricot preserves. It did taste finger-licking good.
"Why don't you stick your finger up my ass-hole?" she suggested casually.
She expected plenty. She parted her legs to make it easy for him. Plunging an index finger up her rectum forcefully, she complained.
"I didn't say to stab your finger up there," she fumed.
He didn't apologize. He went back to sucking on her mound. He found she was beginning to juice. The combined taste of her pussy juices coupled with the apricot preserves tasted delicious to him.
"Keep it up," she told him. "Keep licking, baby. Oh, I love that. You're doing it just like I like it. Don't ever stop. Love me."
Passionately his tongue went on slipping and sliding around within her. She was getting more passionate by the moment.
"Eat me," she cried ecstatically. "Oh, Bill, suck. Suck me."
As her pussy juices flooded his mouth he sucked harder. It was a super mixed drink served from her shaved box. And he realized what a delectable treat it was.
"Oh, you'll never know how much I like this," he told her as he pulled out.
She looked quickly at his erect cock.
"Sweetheart," she told him, "I will tell you a big secret. When daddy left, the only thing he left behind was a fucking machine."
"A fucking machine?" he asked curiously. "What's that?"
"I'll show you, dear," she told him. "Just a minute."
She wasted no time. She rolled it out of the closet. It was a marvelous-looking affair. It had a huge belt that she could wrap around her while the machine contained a plastic cock on the end of it. She looked at it curiously.
"Did I leave that size pecker on when I used it last?"
"Damned if I know," her young son shook his head. "I'm not about to use it."
"You could, darling," she said. "You could have it sliding up your ass-hole."
"I'd never want to feel that thing plunging up my behind," he said, putting his hands on his ass cheeks protectively.
Now she was eager to demonstrate for him.
"Darling," she smiled, "I've got an idea. You could be ramming it up my ass-hole while this machine is plunging it into my pussy. I could get a double fuck."
"Why did dad leave you this?"
"Because he said I could never get enough," she told him. "He fumed when I would ask for a little satisfaction. I'll admit I had some trouble reaching climax. The old boy didn't want to put out enough to satisfy me."
"Well at least he did think enough of you to give you this," he said, looking at it admiringly.
"It's an import," she told him. "It's a French fucking machine. The French are so ingenious with things like this."
She removed the one penis that was on the metal arm that stood out in front of the machine. She put another on. Then she moistened it with some KY lubrication. Looking at her son as if she had done nothing unusual at all, she handed him the tube of KY.
"Darling," she smiled, "if you will apply some KY to your cock, we'll have us a good fuck. I wouldn't mind having you balling my butt."
He nodded.
"All right," he agreed, "but do other men do this?"
"All the time," she assured him. "It's the only way to give a good ass fuck. You need that lubrication."
She was more than happy to cooperate with him any way he wanted her to. But she was puzzled over the fact that he thought it was so peculiar to do this.
"I think you've got the wrong attitude," she told him. "You are always fearful that what you are doing is unmanly. That's absurd."
When he had provided plenty of lubrication on his long, hard shaft, he was ready to plunge it up her ass-hole. She got in front of the French fucking machine. She turned it on and then went to work.
"I'm really gonna have a nice fuck," she smiled. "And you watch, dear."
He marveled as she straddled the machine. The wide belt strap went around her waist. It reminded him of a reducing machine. But it wasn't that at all. Then she pushed her pussy over the big cock she had placed on the metal arm. She let out a squeal of delight.
"Feels super," she said. "Hurry up and plunge your pecker up my ass-hole."
Now he was ramming it with forceful hard jabs.
"Twist your ass," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Grind it."
She ground her hips around. The thick plastic penis went on ramming up her ass-hole.
"That feels fantastic," he told her. "You're really doing it fine. Keep it up. Beautiful. Now you're doing it."
It was amazing to him how much pleasure he could derive from letting his penis slip up her ass-hole. It was tight all right. Then he reached around and gripped her breasts. He was glad that they were positioned so that he could watch the act in a mirror. It did add a lot to his pleasure.
"Fuck," she whispered, "fuck me. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Keep fucking."
He went on thrusting. He wasn't about to stop. His big balls bounced against her bare bottom as he plunged in deeper.
"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically, "I love it. Every inch of it. Oh, baby, fuck me. Fuck me."
With a few more jabs up her twisting ass, he got his gun off. She could tell at that moment. For his finger tips pressed tightly on her nipples as his cock exploded and he rammed her ass-hole savagely.
She continued pushing back and forth on the mechanical fuck machine. It felt good to her pussy to be agitated in this manner. Finally she had made it.
"I'm cuming," she panted. "Oh, baby, that machine never fails. The way that plastic pecker stabs my pussy is enough to make me cum in multiple climaxes."
To his surprise, that's exactly what was happening. She was really worked up.
Slowly he withdrew his slippery cock from her ass-hole. He went over to the bed and stretched out and looked at her as she removed the strap that held her in place as the machine continued stabbing her pussy. She slid off it with ease and went over to the bed to join him.
"I'll bet you think I'm a good piece of ass, don't you?"
"Yes, and that's all I think you're worth," he chuckled.
"Well, at last I'm worth something," she quipped.
CHAPTER TWO
Bill was not about to be confined to his mom's pussy for sex. He sought to discover women who would satisfy him. But he soon found out that the pickings were lean. It seemed as if every available girl who would give out was booked solid.
Finally he was able to wangle a date with Betty who broke up with her football lover because he had sex with another girl at a weekend party in front of her.
"Betty, I sure think that was dirt that good-for-nothing Chuck did to you at the party last week," he told her, trying to rub her fur the right way.
"I'd rather not mention it," she told him. "That's living in the past. That was last Friday night. He sure is a mean bastard. But it takes two to tango. If it hadn't been for that absurd little slut he picked up with, it wouldn't have happened either. She knew that I was wearing his pin."
"What did you do with his pin?" Bill asked, not wanting to interfere with anything serious.
"I flushed it down the toilet," she explained. "What else could I do?"
"That's as good a place as any for it," he assured her. "He really done you wrong. I don't blame you for being disgusted. You've got every right."
"You bet your ass I have," she assured him.
However, the boy she'd been talking about happened to see Bill with his girl. He came over and pushed him.
"She's my girl so lay off," he told him.
"What have you got to say about that?" Bill asked, looking at the girl in alarm.
"He was here first," she smiled. "Territorial rights."
That really burned him up. He walked away from her in a huff. Where could he find a young chick who'd give out? That was his problem.
That night as he watched television, his mother sat beside him on the sofa. She reached over and patted his crotch.
"You've got that repeater peter problem," she grinned.
"Damn it, mom, I'm watching TV," he told her. "How the heck can I concentrate on a football game while you're playing around with my dick?"
"I could suck it slowly," she told him. "Then when the game really gets going, I could suck fast."
He looked at her angrily as she unzipped his fly and pulled out his long penis.
"Why are you fascinated with my cock?"
"I could ask you the same question, dear," she giggled. "Why are you fascinated with my pussy?"
" 'Cause I like to stick my tongue in it," he told her.
"I'm fascinated with your pecker," she explained, "because I like to have you slide it into me. I love to feel it going into my mouth. I like the sensation of it slipping up my ass-hole. I enjoy the sensation of it sliding in my pussy."
"In that order?" he laughed.
"Maybe," she said as she let her pink tongue tip lick at the head of his shaft.
Just now the football game was becoming exciting.
"Suck faster, mom," he told her. "There's a lot of action out there on the field. I could stand some entertainment down there around my crotch."
Even though Sherry was not used to performing her blow jobs to football games, she figured she could learn. After all, she was never too old to learn.
Her mouth moved smoothly down the length of his penis.
"That feels fantastic," he told her. "I really like that. Suck me. Suck me good."
She was doing a beautiful job on his cock. He was getting more and more aroused.
"Lick it," he told her. "Suck. Oh, baby, touchdown."
He thought he would get his gun off the moment he said "touchdown." But it wasn't quite that easy to achieve a climax. For momentarily his young mind had been diverted by the touchdown and he couldn't focus his mind of a touchdown and a blow job and a climax at the same time. He regretted that fact because he figured it would make football far more interesting.
Finally he turned his eyes away from the set and watched his attractive mother's mouth moving silently up and down the length of his slippery shaft.
"You're doing it just fine," he told her. "Suck me. Oh, that's good. Suck it. Keep sucking. That's the way I like it. Now you're sucking. Oh, yes. Suck it off."
He. was so excited now he was trembling.
"Lick my prick," he begged her. "That's the way to do it. Suck the head of it."
Sherry kept her mouth at the tip of his penis. She dragged her lower lip over the head of his shaft. She tickled the tip of it lightly with her tongue and nibbled with her teeth.
"Don't bite it off," he told her as he went back to watching a play on the football field.
It was really bugging Sherry to think that she had to compete with all of those players. How could a simple cock suck command such attention? Nevertheless, she decided she would do her best to give him all of the action he wanted.
"That's the way I like it," he told her excitedly. "Now you're sucking. Keep it up. Oh, yes, keep it up. Beautiful."
He was becoming more and more aroused.
"Oh, baby," he told her nervously,. "now you're doing it. Keep it up. Suck. Suck it off."
Reaching out he gripped her head and pushed her up and down on his shaft. Then he exploded. His hot white cream shot into her mouth. Greedily she gulped.
"Eat it," he told her. "Get every drop of it."
Finally when she had finished blowing him he lay back and watched the TV. His cock went limp as his eyes went to the television. He didn't bother to put his penis back in his pants. It was a good thing. For Sherry had some more great ideas.
Sherry thought she would compete with the television set. After all, men were paying far too much attention to what was happening on a football field. They were looking at other men. She considered this competition. She didn't hesitate to tell him so.
"I'm jealous of all the attention you're giving to those men," she quipped.
She did a slow peel and in her zeal she let loose with the fact that she once had been a stripper.
"You never told me you took off your clothes before a lot of dirty old men," he complained.
"Don't call them dirty old men, dear," she told him. "Some of them are men from high society. I used to perform at stag functions. I was the naked girl who would jump out of the blueberry pie in the buff."
"Oh, you had it real rough, mom," he told her, trying to get his eyes back on the television instead of noticing her strip.
"You wouldn't enjoying having your bare ass covered with hot blueberries," she told him.
He wasn't going to give her any more attention. His mind was on the television football field.
At this point she could hardly wait to get her licks in.
"I'm disgusted with you, darling," she told him emphatically. "You aren't listening to me."
Turning back to his mother he apologized.
"I'm sorry," he told her. "What do you want me to do, ring bells when you take off your bra and pull down your panties. I've seen it enough times."
She was really angry. She figured she would divert him by strapping on a dildo. Going to her bedroom she got her best dildo and strapped it onto herself. Returning to the living room, she wondered if this would get Bill's eyes off the set.
"Look at me," she smiled. "Itchy-gitchy-goo! I'll bet you can't guess what I've got on."
"I'm gonna zap you," he said as he threw his hand out as if he was going to hit her. "Damn it, I'm trying to look at the set."
"What do you think of my new dildo, dear?" Sherry grinned proudly.
"Fuck it," he told her.
"Is that a complaint or a challenge?" she smiled as she sat down on the edge of the sofa and began undressing him. He didn't bother her as she pulled off his casuals then his socks. Then she pulled off his pants and finally she got down to his shorts. Then she wanted to roll him over.
"What the fuck are you trying to do?" the young boy complained as he became distracted from the television game.
"I figured a nice ass fuck would be good for you, dear. It would rub the prostate gland. Men pay a lot of money to have doctors slip a finger up their ass-hole. Of course, they use a prophylactic. It doesn't feel as good that way."
"What the fuck is going on here?" he asked as he noticed his mother was rolling him over. The next thing he knew she was plunging a plastic penis between his ass cheeks. That was too much for any man to take. Furthermore, he had missed another play on the football field.
"Look, mon," he said, "you're wired wrong at the factory. You'd better go back and get a new model. I'm sick and tired of your sex games."
"I've got it almost up there," Sherry panted as she pushed forward.
Young Bill let out a howl of pain as the dildo slid past his tight anal ring.
"You trying to cut me in two?" he fumed. "Damn it, that hurts like the devil."
"It does at first," she smiled, "but just wait until I get going."
"If you get going any faster," he told her, "I'll have to turn this ass in for a replacement."
"No, you won't, darling," she assured him as she played with his ass cheeks and went on thrusting the dildo up his behind. "Your ass muscles stretch. Now it feels better."
It was true, there was a pleasurable heat going through his loins as the plastic cock went on sliding up his ass-hole.
"Keep fucking," she suggested. "That's good for you, baby. Fuck it."
It was amazing to Sherry how much pleasure she could derive in this manner.
"I like it," he told her. "You're doing it beautiful. Keep it up. That's the way I want it. Fuck it."
It was amazing to him how much pleasure he was obtaining from having her do him like this. Then she reached around and began playing with his penis as she fucked his ass-hole.
"The sex manual says," she smiled, "that you could role over and I could slip it up your ass-hole and suck your cock off at the same time."
As Bill heard that, he was curious to know-how it was done.
"I'll bet you a three-dollar bill you can't do that," he laughed.
"Honey, turn off that damn set," she told him. "Your team is losing. Now you can win with a good fuck up your ass and a cock suck."
"You'd better be able to deliver," he said as she slid out of him and he got to his feet and went over to turn off the television set. They went into her bedroom. Sherry was delighted.
"Let's watch in the mirror, darling," she told him. "That should be a lot of fun."
She was indeed excited. Her body was ignited and flushed. Every time she got this aroused she looked extra beautiful. He could hardly wait now to get his charges.
"Mom," he whispered, "you're gonna give me a good screw, aren't you?"
She nodded.
"Baby, on your back," she told him, "and place two pillows under your ass. That will prop your butt up so I can slip the dildo in at the right angle."
"All right," he told her. "You get me in the right position for this weirdo fuck."
Placing a couple of pillows underneath his ass, he got ready. Then he looked at her tensely.
"Take it easy," he told her nervously. "I don't want you trying any rough stuff."
She agreed she would take it cool. Slowly she slid the plastic cock up his rectum. At the same time she gripped his cock and began pulling on it. He enjoyed the sensation of her hand pulling on his penis. Then she began really going to town. She gripped his cock and pumped hard.
"Pull it while you fuck," he told her. "Oh, that's super. I'm getting a big charge out of that. Keep pulling."
Sherry pulled like a maniac. Her son loved the erotic excitement she was generating in his crotch.
"Do it," he told her eagerly. "That's the way. Oh, yes."
He was so excited now he was shaking.
"I love this," he told her. "Yes, keep it up."
At this point the penis plunging up his ass got him going. Then she bent over. She was trying to bring her mouth over his cock shaft. It was not going to be an easy thing to do. Nevertheless, she was determined that it was going to be accomplished.
"Stick your tongue out," he told her. "That's good enough. If you can lick it. I just want to feel your mouth over my pecker while that dildo is sliding up my ass-hole."
At this point she managed to open her mouth. She got the head of it in her mouth and sucked. It was amazing to him that she could do it.
"Wow!" he told her. "That feels sensational. Keep it up. Now you're doing it. I love it."
That she was succeeding made him marvel. Even though the idea of being fucked and sucked at the same time seemed impossible to him when she first mentioned it to him, he now was realizing it could be. And he was enjoying it. He lay back and let her fuck his ass-hole and suck his cock.
"You're really doing a fantastic job of sucking me and fucking me," he commented. "That's what I like. Keep it up. More. I want it. Don't stop. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Beautiful. I love it Oh, yes, suck me. Fuck me."
All at once his cock exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Ohh, ahh, yes, yes. I'm there. Suck it off. Suck. Suck it off. Get every drop of it."
Proudly, passionately, she sucked. He was pleased that she could perform so well.
"Ohhh," he exclaimed, "that feels super. Keep it up. Suck it dry."
She went on sucking him until she'd gotten all the cream out of his cock. Then she slowly withdrew the plastic penis from his ass-hole.
"Thanks," he told her. "You really went to a lot of work to entertain me."
"Baby," she smiled, "you can do the same thing for me. I'll wash off the dildo. Then you can fuck my ass-hole while you suck my pussy. How does that idea grab you?"
"I'll try it," he told her. "I want to be experienced. I want to be a man of the world."
"You'll be a man of the world when I finish with you," she assured him.
She took the dildo off and washed it and then handed it to him.
"That was so thoughtful of you to wash off the dildo for me, mom," he thanked her.
"Any mother would do the same," she said with great feeling.
He strapped the dildo onto himself. She provided the KY lubrication. Then she got on the bed and spread her legs wide.
"Give me another pillow, dear," she insisted. "I want to prop my ass up at the perfect angle.
"All right," he agreed.
Now she was ready. He slowly eased the dildo up her behind. She pushed her legs toward him.
"Slide slow," she told him. "None of the rough stuff."
"All right, mom," he agreed.
Slowly slipping the dildo into her ass-hole, he got her ready. Then he pulled her up so he could get her pussy next to his mouth. She burst out laughing.
"You see, honey," she told him, "you can't do it. It has to be a big, long cock. The inches of your cock is what makes it possible. Isn't that something?"
"Yes, mom," he told her, "it's something all right." Instead he diddled her.
"That's beautiful, dear," she complimented him. "Just keep your finger slipping like that. Your momma loves it."
Indeed she did love it. And he was determined that he was going to give her as good a time as he knew how.
"Oh, honey, push up and down on my love button. That's how you do it. Yes, darling. Keep it going. Now you're doing it. Just like that, baby. Beautiful. Yes. Oh, yes."
She was more than willing to entertain him. This was more than he'd counted on.
"Just like that," he told her. "Oh, yes. I love it. Now you're doing it. Play with me."
She could hardly stand it. He was giving her all of the erotic excitement he knew how.
"Oh, baby, if you'd keep massaging my clit," she explained, "I'll be there. Yes, darling, yes."
He went on stimulating her. She loved the erotic arousal that his finger tips provided as he massaged her erect clit. Then she juiced. He was stabbing her ass ruggedly now. But he wanted to lick her pussy. It was frustrating.
"Slip that dildo out of my butt," she told him, "and, baby, you can lick my twat. I want you to do it. Please, baby, please."
Immediately he eased the dildo out of her ass-hole. Then he bent over and licked her pussy. She loved it as his tongue lapped her up.
"Yes," she told him, "that's the way I want it. Now you're doing it."
The jabbing tongue movements provided plenty of erotic excitement. He was sucking her dry.
"Keep it up," she urged him. "That's the way, honey. Now you're doing it. Just like T like it. Yes, baby, yes. Keep it up."
Superbly he sucked her. He held her ass cheeks in place as his tongue roamed around in her box.
"Lick it back and forth," she urged him. "That's how you do it. Nibble my clit. There's more juice there, baby. The well hasn't run dry in momma's mound."
Indeed it hadn't. As his tongue went on twirling about he realized the truth of what she had to say. He felt a surge of excitement go through her body as he caressed her ass cheeks and squeezed them. Then she came again.
"Eat me, darling," she panted as she pumped her pussy to him. "Yes, baby, yes, that's the way to do it. Now you're doing it, love. Ohhh, yes, yes, suck me."
She was fascinated with the way his tongue plunged into her. He had a rhythm that he used with his tongue. He would first sweep and explore inside of her. Next he would lick in a circular movement. Then he would nibble her clit and lick up and down.
"Eat it," she urged him. "Honey, I'm cuming. Oh, baby, this is super."
His tongue electrified her. And she enjoyed his hands. Now he was gently caressing her ass cheeks. Parting her ass cheeks he finally eased his index finger right up her rectum. She twisted about. He held her ass in place as he fucked her ass and licked her pussy.
"Do it, baby," she told him. "Oh, honey, I haven't been loved like that since Nick on the bar where I worked sucked my pussy."
This really bugged him. Here he was giving her a good time and once more she was comparing him with another lover. Pulling his tongue out of her twat, he complained.
"If you mention one more man you've made it with, mom," he told her, "I'll never suck your pussy again."
"I apologize," she said, "but for all the world the way you used your tongue it was like Nick."
"Maybe Nick was my dad," he said.
"Oh, dear, no," she told him. "I never had sex with Nick. Not in the way that he could give me a baby anyway."
"What did you do to Nick?" he asked her curiously.
"He was great on getting his ass sucked literally and figuratively," she told him.
"It wasn't very nice holding your job that way, was it?"
"The world is full of ass lickers, dear," she told him. "When you grow up you'll discover that for yourself."
Now he was eager to discover her pussy once more. Bending over he let his tongue slip and slide back and forth across her vagina. She enjoyed the sensation. Once more she enjoyed the feel of his hot hands clasping her ass cheeks. She shoved and pumped herself back to him in time to the rhythm of his tongue.
"More, baby, more," she begged.
Her coaxing voice thrilled him. He went on licking and sucking and then she juiced in his face just as he hoped she would. He licked her inner thigh as the pussy juices trickled all over.
"Thanks, baby, thanks," she whispered gratefully.
She held him down over her snatch until all of her juices had flown freely. Then she finally released him. He looked up at her, a bright smile on his face.
"Now you can tell the next guy how great I was," he laughed.
"I'll do that very thing," she assured him, "but I won't say who did it."
CHAPTER THREE
The next day at school Bill decided he ought to talk to somebody about his problem. There was a new girl who had just come to the school that he thought might be of help to him. But he didn't know quite how to approach her. Nevertheless, he made an attempt.
"Vicky," he began, "you're new here. I think it's nice to be friendly and get acquainted. My name is Bill."
"Hi, Bill," Vicky said, looking up at him suspiciously.
"I was wondering," Bill explained, "if you have the problems I do. I find a lot of thicks around here won't leave me alone. I mean, I like to lead a moral life and all in spite of the way a lot of other people are acting."
"Providence must have sent you my way," she smiled, "because I've been looking for a guy who didn't expect to put his hands on my you-know-what the first time we went out."
"That's nice," he nodded, "because I have been hoping to find a nice moral girl for myself. Someone who--likes me."
He was smiling at her now and she was smiling at him. He knew very well what he had in mind.
"Why don't we get together?" he suggested. "We could enjoy each other's company and go to a movie."
"Wonderful," she exclaimed. "I wish you could take me to that triple horror bill. The Alligator People, The Creature From The Green Lagoon, and Doctor Frankenstein Meets Cleopatra."
"That does sound like a real good combo," he told her. "Sure, I'll be glad to take you. I'm sure mom will give me the car."
He remembered those words when he confronted her with his request for the car.
"My soul and body," his mother shook her head. "I wouldn't think of letting you have the car. You know what a dangerous driver you are. Sure, you passed the driver's test but you haven't passed my test."
"You're just jealous 'cause I've got a chick who wants to go out with me," he told her flatly.
"Jealous," she said, turning green with envy, "what would ever make me jealous of you?"
He glanced down between his legs.
"Look, son," she told him, "if you think your pecker is that great, I've got news for you. You have six inches, your father had nine."
"Where was he measuring from?" her son demanded. "From underneath his balls or from the other side of his cock. It makes a difference."
"I really couldn't say," she told him, "but I have some Polaroid pictures of his penis if you'd care to look them over."
She went and got the pictures. Certainly they were pictures of his penis, but she didn't mention the fact that they were pictures of a black man inserting his cock in her ass-hole.
"What in the world have you got there?" he demanded.
"That was one of your father's business associates," she explained, "and your father believed in mixing business with pleasure."
"Obviously," he shook his head, "but that's grim. I don't have any respect for him doing stuff like that."
"I didn't either, darling," she assured him. "That's why I divorced him."
He could see that she was being evasive. Anything to get away from his request for the car.
"Mom, have you made up your mind?" he asked her again.
"About what, dear?" she asked indifferently as she slipped a big chocolate in her mouth.
"I said I want to take this chick out in the car," he told her, "and if you don't let me-"
"You didn't finish your sentence, son. That's a dangling phrase. Hasn't your English teacher taught you anything?"
"Apparently you don't think I'm serious," he explained, "but I'm not gonna go down in history as a mother fucker. I'm gonna get some other action. And this girl looks like a nice tight piece of ass."
His mother shook her head and laughed.
"Don't judge a book by its cover, son," she quipped. "A lot of women that you think are going to be great in bed prove to be a disaster. Your father used to tell me about that. He was so disappointed a lot of the time. That's why he kept coming back to me."
"Why did he leave you?"
"He married a Turkish belly dancer," she finally confessed, "and it's made me angry ever since."
"Why?"
"Because I flunked my course in belly dancing," she explained, "and it burns me up to think I couldn't pass the class. I'm sure it was prejudice on the part of the teacher. He found me so attractive he wanted me to go to bed with him, no doubt."
"Did he ask you to go to bed with him?"
"No, but I could tell from the way he looked at me," she explained. "I could pick up those vibrations."
He wasn't getting anywhere with her. He figured he would use another form of strategy.
"Mom, if you want to get some fucks and sucks out of me," he said emphatically, "you're gonna give me what I want. Do you understand?"
"I understand you're rude and crude," she snapped indignantly, "and I don't like your acting this way. It's very distressing to me."
"Distressing or not," he told her, "I'm gonna use the car come Saturday night."
Seeing that he had her right where he wanted her, Sherry looked at him evenly.
"If you promise to have sex with me on Friday night before you take her out," she smiled, "I might be agreeable. I'm being as generous as I know how." , "I can see you are," he said nervously.
Finally Sherry relented.
"It's a compromise deal," she said, "but I want to try this new eating concept of sex on you. I think it would be an appropriate way to make it."
He agreed but he wanted to know what she was talking about.
"This book I have here tells about various foods that one can use when one is sucking. For example, if you want to have a nice hot fudge Sundae, all you have to do is sprinkle hot fudge over my pussy and inside, too, and put some whipped cream over that and drop a few nuts on top."
"Sounds just yummy good," he told her.
"It is, baby," she assured him, "and I can hardly wait for you to try it."
"All right," he agreed, "I'll buy that. Let's try it."
Sherry told him she had to go shopping first.
"If you say so," he agreed.
Together they went to the store. As he looked around for the fudge topping, he couldn't help thinking about what strange things his mother was requesting. He wondered if she was losing her mind over sex. But perhaps she was just teaching him some things that everybody did.
"Did you find the topping, honey?" she asked him.
"I found the fudge," he smiled knowingly, "but you'll have to heat it up in your box at home."
"Certainly," she whispered.
She took the fudge container and placed it in her shopping cart. She got a can of whipped cream and some chopped nuts. As they walked out and the cashier looked at the purchases, she commented, "Looks like we're having a party."
"We are," Sherry assured her.
Once they were home, Sherry took off all of her clothes and insisted that her young son do the same.
"I feel ridiculous doing all this stuff," Bill admitted to her, "but if you say so, I'll do it."
"You have the wrong attitude, dear," she told him frankly. "You've got to learn to do these different things. Sophisticated people suck and fuck in the wildest ways."
"I guess Marilyn Monroe did a lot of strange things," he told her. "I was reading in one of those men's magazines that she got books out on anal intercourse. Do you think anybody ever stuck it up her ass-hole?"
"In Hollywood they do that all the time," she assured him.
Now that she was totally nude, she got in the bed. She placed the whipped cream and the fudge topping beside her. Then she remembered something. She hadn't heated the fudge.
"I'll have to get this done," she said nervously as she picked up the container of fudge and went to the kitchen. Getting out a small saucepan she poured the fudge into it.
"That's real thoughtful of you," he told her, "but let me give you a tip. If you don't want a burned twat, don't heat it up too much."
"That's so considerate of you, son," she told him. "I don't want to burn my pussy."
"And I don't want to burn my tongue licking it out, either," he assured her.
Once she had the items ready, she got positioned in the bed again. She put out a couple of beach towels underneath her.
"You should spread a tablecloth under your ass," he laughed.
Parting her pussy lips he looked at the moist pink flesh. Then he took the saucepan and poured the fudge into her pussy.
"Oh, honey, that's still too warm," she flinched.
"I'm sorry," he apologized.
"It's my fault," she shook her head.
Next he took the whipped cream container. He pressed the nozzle and listened to it as it spread all around her crotch. Then he tossed some chopped nuts over her pussy.
"Now lick it," she said.
He began by licking the whipped cream off her pussy. He enjoyed the taste of the nuts and the whipped cream, but what he really wanted was to dive down there with his tongue and lick out the fudge.
It didn't take him long. He went at her with a good deal of force. She liked having his hands clasping her ass cheeks as his tongue slid all around her pussy.
"Eat me," she urged him. "Yes, love. Do my pussy. Keep sucking me."
He went on licking and sucking her, becoming more and more aroused every moment.
"Yes, baby, yes," she told him, "I love it when you lick like that. You know how to do it. Your momma loves it."
Indeed Sherry did enjoy it. Her young son was doing everything he knew how to entertain her. Once she got excited enough she juiced. He enjoyed her pussy juices even more than the fudge, the whipped cream and the chopped nuts.
Finally he withdrew his tongue but she still hadn't gotten enough action.
"I'd enjoy it, sweetheart," she smiled, "if you'd give your momma a little ass lick."
His tongue whipped around her ass crack. She enjoyed the erotic arousal of his tongue slipping gingerly back and forth across her behind.
"Stick your tongue right up my ass-hole," she told him. "Maybe if you'd put some honey in my butt it would help."
He nodded. He withdrew his tongue from her behind and reached for the yellow plastic container of honey. Then as she held her legs up in the air, he slid the honey nozzle to her ass crack. He squeezed it and it squirted all around her rectum. Then he got his tongue even with her ass-hole and flipped it gingerly back and forth.
"Do it," she commanded. "Lick my butt. It's sweet sucking. Oh, lick the honey out of my ass-hole."
Sherry was pleased with her young son's finger work as he ate her ass. The honey apparently was a good idea to entice him to lick for her.
When he had finished played with her, she figured it was time to give him some of the same erotic excitement.
"How would you like to have me stick that honey nozzle up your ass-hole and squeeze it?" she nodded knowingly.
"Not a bad idea," he assured her. "I would enjoy having you lick my ass-hole. Yes. I really would."
She was pleased with the prospect. She was eager now to see exactly what he could do. He got in the position that she was. He was doubled over with his ass upraised to make it convenient for her to slip the nozzle of the honey container up his rectum. She did that, trying to be gentle as she knew how.
"Take it easy," he warned her, "I don't want you busting anything in my ass."
"Don't worry, darling," she told him, "I know what I'm doing."
"I sure hope so," he said suspiciously as he felt the nozzle of the plastic honey container sliding up his tight, sensitive anal opening.
She pushed it a little farther and squeezed it until it squirted. Now his ass was lined with the golden honey. Sherry placed her hands underneath his ass cheeks as she pulled him to her. Her tongue flipped back and forth as she tasted the golden goodness of the honey caught in his ass.
"Eat my ass out," he begged. "Go ahead, tongue my ass-hole."
Flipping her tongue gingerly about, she got him all aroused.
"Beautiful," he told her. "It's just like I like it. Now you're doing it. Keep that up."
He was becoming more and more aroused as she went on sucking on his behind. While she was rimming him she figured it would add to his pleasure if she pulled on his penis. Reaching forward she gripped his throbbing male member. She pulled hard on his cock.
"Pull it," he told her. "Go ahead, pull on my pecker."
She was pulling now just the way he liked it.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Beautiful. Keep it up." He was becoming more and more aroused.
"Oh, that feels fantastic," he told her. "I like the way you jack me off while you suck my butt."
Meantime, Sherry was having a delicious time sucking on her young son's tight, honey-coated ass-hole. She enjoyed the flavor of his behind and she was waiting for that magic moment when his penis might spill its seed in her mouth. She continued sucking at his behind until he was ready to shoot his wad. Then she withdrew her tongue from his anal area and flipped it gingerly back and forth across his hairy balls and went to work on sucking his cock.
"Suck my ass-hole," he begged. "Keep sucking. That's it. Tongue it all the way."
Her tongue plunged as far up his rectum as it could slide. Then she went back to licking and nibbling at his balls. Now she was prepared to suck off his cock quickly. She hastily licked and lapped her way to the head of his shaft. Slipping her mouth down over it smoothly, she started sucking in earnest.
"That's what I want you to do," he told her. "Suck. Suck my cock off. Oh, baby, suck it. Suck it off."
Sherry's head bobbed up and down on the throbbing penis. She couldn't wait for him to shoot it to her. If there was one moment she enjoyed when she was having sex with a man, it was when he was ready to explode. She could taste him starting to juice. She massaged his ass cheeks and then she figured he might find it pleasurable if she slipped a finger up his rectum. Parting his ass crack gently she eased her index finger right up his ass-hole. He loved the sensation.
"Suck my cock off," he told her. "Oh, yes, suck it. Suck it off."
She continued sucking on his penis. And then he came.
"I'm cuming," he panted. "Oh, mom, eat my dick stick. Suck it off."
His hot white cum exploded in her mouth. It dribbled from the corners of her mouth as she sucked him off.
He was pleased he could give her such a heavy load.
Finally she eased off him.
"You tasted delicious, darling," she assured him. "It was fun all the way."
"It was fun for me, too," he assured her.
His mother was looking at him with lust and desire.
"You're so much like your father. You really are. He was forever asking me to go down on him."
"I told you not to mention him anymore, he reminded her.
CHAPTER FOUR
When his date-to-be cancelled out on him, he felt miserable. His mother tried to console him.
"Darling, don't you worry about it," she told him, "there are plenty of tricks around."
"I wish you'd introduce me to one," he told her flatly.
"That's expecting a lot of your mother. After all, I try to have a moral code of some kind."
"You've got a moral code," he laughed. "You want my heavy load. That's your code."
He walked out and left her. He figured he would discover his own action. He decided to hitchhike. As he stood there and watched a lot of single women drive by in good-looking cars, he was annoyed. It wasn't fair. He should have a car of his own. Why do they have all the luck? Finally he found someone who stopped for him. A nice-looking blonde chick who looked like she was in her late twenties or early thirties. Apparently she'd been drinking.
"Where are you going, tiger?" she asked him.
"Wherever you want to take me," he laughed.
"I'd like to take you to a motel and screw the life out of you," she told him. "I just split up with my boyfriend. We were going together for two years. He wanted me to move in with his mother. Can you imagine anything like that?"
"Doesn't sound like it would be much fun at an orgy," he told her with a sly smile.
"You've got a dirty mind," she told him.
"I see," he nodded, "it isn't just the older men who have dirty minds. Some of us young cats have foul thoughts as well."
She appreciated his sense of humor as she'd just gone through an emotional crisis.
"I walked out on the bastard," she said. "I told him I didn't need him. I said I could find plenty of men who would go nuts over me."
"I could go ape for you," he assured her. "I'd lick your snatch, I'd do everything. Just give me the chance.
It sounded appetizing to her to have him eat her. She had been trying to get her boyfriend to do this and he wouldn't.
"What's your name?" she asked him.
"Just plain Bill," he smiled.
"Bill, I'm pleased to meet you. My name is Marsha."
"Where will we make it, Marsha?" he smiled. "Your place or mine?"
"You look like just a teenager," she shrugged. "Don't tell me you could take me home to your place?"
"I don't know whether mom would approve of us screwing," he admitted.
"We might as well go to my place," Marsha suggested. "I have a nice pad."
As she thought it over, however, she became fearful. She began thinking of her boyfriend.
"Maybe it would be better if we made it in a motel," she suggested. "I don't want to get my lover uptight. If he dropped over tonight and found you there it might be a headline in tomorrow morning's paper."
"What do you mean?"
"He's the violent type," she explained. "He's always charging in and saying that I can't have anything to do with another man. He'd certainly be jealous of you, Bill, because you're quite a good-looker."
"Yeah, and I've got a big dick for my age," he told her.
"Have you really?" Marsha asked suspiciously.
To prove his point, Bill unzipped his fly, reached in and pulled out his penis.
"You didn't have to prove it," Marsha said. "I could have taken your word for it."
As long as he had it open, she figured she might as well reach over and jerk on it for him.
"I'll find out how long it is in a minute," she told him. "My boyfriend used to make me pull on his. I got sick and tired of it. Always having to pull on his cock. I wish he realized how disgusting it was for me to do that. After all, I'm an ordinary girl who--likes needlepoint and landscape painting. I'm not much on the sex orbit."
"But you fucked him, didn't you?"
"Sure I did," she replied nervously. "How the hell did you think I was going to hang onto him?"
Marsha decided to stop at a motel. It was just in time, too, as he was getting so horny he was ready to explode.
"Save it for the room, honey," she told him. "We don't want to spoil it."
"I agree," he told her.
She was eager to find out what it would be like to go to bed with him. They got into the motel and she had registered in under a phony name.
"What name did you give?" he asked her.
"Nelda Morris," she smiled. "That sounds authentic, doesn't it?"
"I guess so," he nodded. "How the fuck can I tell if a name sounds authentic?"
She pulled off her clothes and then he caught sight of her enormous bosoms. When he made such a fuss over them, she told him to calm down.
"I had silicone jobs," she explained.
"I don't care what you call them," he told her, "but I call those a real pair of knockers. I hope you don't mind if I want to suck them and lick them. That's what they need."
"You're free to do as you please," she told him.
He reached out before he had bothered to take off his shorts. He stroked her breasts and then he caressed them with his tongue.
"Why don't we do all this in the bed, tiger?" Marsha suggested.
He pulled away reluctantly. She heard a loud slurping sound as he finished sucking on her left nipple. Going over to the bed she stretched out.
"What legs you've got," he told her. "You really are something else."
He brought his face down even with her pussy. He let his tongue slip back and forth across it.
"Do you like that?" she smiled as she observed how he was paying close attention to her.
"You know I do," he told her. "You're beautiful. You're beautiful all over."
His tongue pumped into her pussy. She thrilled to the erotic sensations that were flashing through her body.
"Eat me," he told her. "Go ahead and eat me."
She sucked hungrily.
"Baby," he told her, "you sure have a nice way of licking."
He bore down with his tongue and flipped it back and forth across her clit. She really enjoyed it when his teeth bore down on her love button.
"I'm almost there, honey," she told him. "Keep it up. It won't be much longer. Oh, baby, that feels super."
His tongue flapped back and forth across her vagina. Then he made it.
"I'm juicing," she panted. "Lick my juicy pussy."
He wasn't about to lose a drop of her delicious pussy juices. He sucked and licked and ate her.
When he'd finished doing her, he withdrew his tongue and then he straddled her. She was amazed at how bold he was. His bare bottom brushed over her bare breasts.
"That feels fantastic," he told her. "Oh, baby, lick my ass cheeks."
She didn't know whether she cared to lick the young boy's behind or not. Nevertheless, when he made such a fuss about it, she figured she had to. Her tongue found his ass crack. But she preferred licking his ass cheeks instead. He instantly observed this.
"I expect you to suck on my ass-hole," he told her. "Other women do it for me. You can too, Marsha."
"Nice women don't do that," she commented crisply.
"You said you wanted to suck and fuck, now get busy."
"That didn't include your ass-hole," she snapped indignantly.
It was burning him up that she was making such a fuss about it. Nevertheless, as long as she'd do it even under protest, that was all he cared. Her tongue flipped swiftly now. Then she stiffened her tongue and stabbed it right up his rectum.
"Suck my ass-hole," he begged. "Go ahead. Suck on it."
Passionately the tongue plunged right up his rectum. He enjoyed this immensely. He jerked on his own cock and played with his balls. As he reflected in his mind about the way Sherry had sucked his ass and pulled on his penis at the same time, he had to admit his mother did it better. But he couldn't make too big a fuss now. She was doing her best.
"Higher, honey," he told her. "I've got a long ass-hole."
He didn't have to tell her that. She was discovering it with her own tongue stabs.
Finally she withdrew her tongue and flipped it back and forth across his balls just as he hoped she would.
"Open your mouth and I'll let my balls slide inside," he suggested.
Agreeably she opened her mouth. His balls slid inside. Now she was laving his testicles.
"Beautiful," he told her. "About time you licked my joint."
At this point her tongue caressed the length of his penis.
"Keep it up, darling," he told her. "Lick my pecker."
He thrilled to the way she was sucking on his penis.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Just like I love it. Now you're doing it."
All at once his cock slid in her mouth. She sucked the whole length of his cock and sucked the tip of it. He enjoyed the way the tip of her tongue slid in the tip of his penis.
"Suck me off," he urged her. "That's the way to do it, darling. Show me what a good cock sucker you are."
She went on sucking on his penis. He watched. It was fun to see his thick prick slip down her throat.
"Hey, I'm gonna throat fuck you," he panted. "I'll close my eyes and imagine you're Linda Lovelace."
He rammed it to her. All of the sudden his cock exploded. She pulled away so she could have most of his sperm in her mouth. She enjoyed cock sucking and had become quite proficient at it with her fiancee.
"Beautiful," the young boy observed as he noted what a good blow job she was giving him.
Once she had gotten all of his juice, he slid away from her mouth.
"Wow!" he exclaimed. "You sure know how to give good head. You could have worked in one of them bordello places."
"Maybe I have already," she teased.
Now he was insisting she roll over.
"Why do you want me to roll over, Billy?"
"So I can admire your body," he smiled. "There's a portion of your anatomy that I will treasure with my tongue." s
"You aren't referring to my ass-hole, are you?"
"How did you guess?" he grinned. "I want to give you a real good tongue job."
She rolled over. But little did she realize what the young stud had in mind. Immediately he started caressing her back and then let his hands wander down to her curvaceous ass cheeks. Gently he caressed them.
"My, but you've got a pretty butt," he told her, "and I'll bet it's fun to suck on it."
"One way to find out, Bill," she grinned.
Bill got down there around her ass and crushed his chest back and forth. She enjoyed the sensation of his hard chest pressing against her ripe ass cheeks. But she liked it even more when his tongue began licking and lapping all around her bare ass.
"That feels super," she told him. "Keep licking. Now you're doing it, darling. Oh, baby, I love it."
He was sucking now. And she was pushing back and enjoying it.
"Lick my ass-hole," she told him. "Lick it. That's the way to do it. Oh, baby, lick my butt. Now you're sucking."
His tongue penetrated her rectum. His finger reached around to slip into her mound.
"You're doing it just fine, baby," she told him. "I love it."
Indeed she did. But she was hardly prepared for what he had in mind. For a moment later Bill was straddling her buttocks. He was flipping his cock between her ass crack.
"What in hell are you trying to do?" she demanded.
"I want to fuck your butt," he told her.
"I'm virgin ass territory," she shook her head.
"About time you got screwed," he smiled as he started shoving his shaft right up her rectum.
"My fiancee asked me to do this," she protested, "and I wouldn't let him. Why should I let a teenage punk screw my ass? Stop it."
At this point he figured he needed to apply the lubrication of his own spit to his penis. He pulled out a moment and she thought he was going to stop. Little did she know. He spit into his hand. He placed his hand on his cock and massaged the spit in. It provided enough lubrication for him to slide it easier now between her ass cheeks and right past her anal ring. Her ass cheeks bucked up as he slammed forward.
"Sock it to me," he told her. "Shove back. When I push, you shove."
"You perverted little bastard," she said, coming out of her drunken state quickly. "You're trying to wreck my ass-hole. You'll tear it with that big cock of yours. That's a dangerous weapon. You ought to have to register it."
"I'm a real pistol," he panted proudly as he plunged it right up her anal channel. She let out a howl of pain and protest.
"You beast," she exclaimed. "You sex maniac. You are worse than Jack the Ripper. I'm alive to feel it. At least he got rid of those girls fast."
"Your ass is tight," he observed.
"It should be," she shook her head angrily, "because nobody ever stuck their dick up it before. Stop it."
He wasn't paying any attention. He was enjoying jabbing it up her ass too much. He was ramming now with fierce force.
"Stop it," she protested. "Oh, I can't take it. Stop it."
He wasn't going to stop. He was going to go right on fucking her.
"Feels good," he whispered. "Oh, baby, just like I like it. Now you're doing it. I love it. Fuck. Fuck."
He was commanding her to shove back. Even though she didn't want to, she went on satisfying him.
"Oh, baby, it's really fun," he told her. "I love it. Twist."
She twisted her hips around. He went on plunging his penis right up her.
"Wow!" she exclaimed breathlessly. "I can't stand it. You're killing me with that cock of yours. Oh, baby, that's real impact."
It sure was. Just the kind he liked. His balls bounced merrily against her bare bottom as she let her ass wiggle.
"That's it," he told her. "You're not a dead ass now. You're wiggling."
"It hurts," she exclaimed. "I have to twist my tail so I can relieve the pain a minute anyway."
"Sorry to hurt you," he admitted candidly, "but I don't feel a thing."
"Of course you wouldn't," she said. "You're a sadistic sex creep. You get pleasure out of ramming your pecker up a girl's ass-hole. I know your kind."
He didn't pay any attention to what she was saying. Instead, he bent over and reached for her breasts. One hand swept down to her pussy and he plunged two fingers in. He enjoyed the wet sensation as he stuck his fingers up her hole.
"I guess you're enjoying it, too," he smiled. She shook her head.
"You've got me all wrong," she told him. "I hate it. I'm only tolerating this because you want it so bad, baby. But get it over with. Shove it up and get it over with."
"Every fucking inch?" he inquired.
"Every fucking inch," she replied. "Now stab it in there and fast. I don't want it to last."
He laughed as he went on ramming it to her. It was obvious she could hardly take it. But that didn't bother him. He was having a ball blasting his cock up her with hard, driving jabs.
"Twist," he told her. "That's the way you do it, honey. Swing your ass. Oh, honey, what a fuck. Fuck it, fuck."
It wasn't going to be much longer. He was almost shooting.
"Come on," he told her as he reached for her ass cheeks and squeezed them. "That's the way to do it. Oh, darling, you know I like it. Keep twisting."
His penis was punishing her. But he paid no attention. His rock-hard cock continued assaulting her ass-hole.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck it off."
With intense cock stabs he repeatedly assaulted her ass-hole. He drove deeper now. He let his fingers play with her pussy. Immediately she felt him squeezing her clit. It was true. She was hard. Even though she hated it and knew he was an insensitive sex creep, she enjoyed it in another sense.
"Get it over with," she told him nervously. "Just stick your prick up there and get it over with. I can't stand it. Damn it, fuck me."
He was fucking now as hard as he could.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck it off. Fuck, fuck it."
All at once his cock exploded.
"I'm cuming," he gasped excitedly. "Oh, baby, I made it."
His white hot sperm flooded her ass-hole. She ground her hips around as he went on jabbing it to her.
"Oh, wow," he told her, "what a fuck!"
She was milking his cock now. Apparently she did enjoy it more than she would ever dare let on.
When he pulled his cock from her ass-hole, some of his cum dripped on her behind. He wiped it off casually. He lay down beside her and looked up at her.
"You see, you shouldn't pick a guy up off the road," he warned her. "You could get a guy who might take pleasure in killing you. It's just lucky for you that I'm as normal as I am."
"Oh, you're as normal as apple pie," she told him. "I suppose you do everything you shouldn't."
"No, there are a few things that I don't do that I could do," he told her, "but I have my moral guide that stops me."
"What is that?"
"Pleasure," he told her. "Unless a woman looks like she's gonna be a good fuck, I don't want to go to bed with her."
"How noble of you," she exclaimed. "If I hadn't been stoned out of my mind when you were picked up, you wouldn't have gotten between the sheets with me. Let me tell you that. I pride myself on being a damn good fuck. I wouldn't have held onto my boss this long."
"I thought you said you had a fiancee," he told her. "Were you playing around with your boss?"
"Well, he's married," she admitted casually, "but he said he would get a divorce and marry me. So I said he was my fiancee."
"You were fooling yourself," he assured her. "You were living in illusion-land."
"Most people do," she said. "It's the only way to get through this miserable world. Sometime you will learn that's the way to play the game."
"I hope I never learn that," he assured her. "I don't look at life the way you do. You have a warped, sick view of it. I think life can be fun. I think people can get together and enjoy their bodies and not make a big fuss. like after we're through with this fuck, I don't care if I ever see you again."
"That goes double for me," she assured him. "You're just a teenage kid and they would book me as a molester."
"That being the case, why don't you give me twenty bucks," he told her. "I gave you a good tongue job."
"Pay for it?" she shuddered. "Men pay me. I don't pay them."
"I'm gonna turn the tables on you," he told her, "and you're gonna pay me. You made it with a kid. I'll say that you seduced me."
"That's a big laugh," she quipped. "You've gotten me to do everything to you. You forced me to lick your damned ass-hole. I hate you. I hate you."
"No, you don't," he smiled. "You hate yourself. Now get me that twenty bucks. I'll feel better and so will you. At least you'll know I won't ask anymore."
"All right, damn it," she agreed reluctantly.
CHAPTER FIVE
It was time for Bill to make his decision. He wanted to find a young high school girl that he could really enjoy balling with.
He got acquainted with Judy one afternoon when he saw her walking home from school. He followed close behind her and figured she would really be something. He liked to watch her ass wiggling. He could imagine what it would be like if she wasn't wearing a skirt
"Hi, Judy," he called over to her.
"Oh, hi, Bill," she said quietly.
Even though Judy could put on an act, she was nevertheless as hot blooded as her hair was red. Bill observed her fair skin and her green eyes and had to admit she was a most attractive sex package. He was certain she would really be dynamite in bed.
"You know what I'd like to do with you?" he asked her.
"I have no idea," she smiled back at him.
"I would like to take you home and eat you for dinner."
"Not a bad idea," she said. "Only I don't think your mother would approve. She's such a prude from what I hear."
"How do you know anything about my mom?"
"She goes to the same bridge club my mom does," Judy explained.
It really got to Bill thinking that his mom was being such a hypocrite.
"What all did she say?"
"She said she thought the girls these days are no damned good. My mom really defended me. She said I wasn't like all of those bad girls who are carrying on."
That bothered Bill. He wasn't certain that he had picked a chick who was ready to give out. Nevertheless, he pursued.
"How about helping me with homework at your place this afternoon?"
"I'm afraid I couldn't," Judy covered herself quickly. "You see, my mom and dad work. They tell me I shouldn't bring any stranger into the house."
"I'm no stranger," Bill smiled wryly. "Actually, we're bosom buddies."
Glancing at her breasts, he certainly wished he was a bosom buddy at this moment.
"That's true," she hedged. "We have the same homeroom teacher."
"Sure," he nodded. "Now let me come over to your place."
With a few more persistent suggestions, Judy agreed. He went over to her place. She was more than willing to give in a little.
"I really dig you," she told him, "and I think we can have a lot of fun. That is, if we stick together."
"What do you mean, stick together?" he smiled at her.
"I mean, if you help me with my homework and I help you. You're awfully good in geometry."
"You bet your ass I am," he told her. "And I'll get you a passing grade. But I have some other problems in another class."
"What class is that?" Judy asked as she put her books down on the dining room table.
"The sex education class," he said without cracking a smile.
"That's what I was afraid of," Judy said nervously. "I can't get involved with teaching you all I know about sex. It wouldn't be fair."
"Do you know that much?" he asked. "Are you some advanced learner?"
"No," Judy replied coyly, "I know very little. I'm sorry to disappoint you."
"You're not disappointing me," he said quietly. "Maybe I should teach you what I know."
"What do you know?" Judy asked evenly. "Are you trying to play the high school stud?"
"I'm not trying to play at being anything," he told her. "Lam a high school stud. And you'd better believe it, Judy."
Judy's green eyes flashed fire as she saw how difficult he was making it for her to refuse. All of the sudden he unzipped his fly.
"Now what would you say that is?" he asked her.
"I would say you have a long penis," she observed. "That's all I could say."
"Long enough to please you," he told her.
"Forget it," she said. "I've seen pictures of cocks in books at school."
"This beats any picture," he said anxiously, as he reached to her hand and placed it on his long, swollen male member.
"No," she objected, "you're not gonna force me into anything. Do you understand?"
He shook his head and smiled.
"I don't understand anything," he laughed. "That is, except what I want to. Now, baby, let me have a good time with you. Please."
He was becoming hotter every moment. She could see it was not going to be easy to put him off.
"Please," he begged her.
Finally she reached up and touched his male member. That was enough. Just the touch of his cock told her how much fun it would be to pull on it.
"You see," he said, "you can jack it for me."
"Jack?" she asked, not fully comprehending.
"I mean, jack it off," he told her. "It's slang for masturbating."
"Oh, I remember that chapter on masturbation," she told him. "Do you masturbate?"
"Doesn't everybody?"
Judy nodded and threw her head back and laughed.
"To tell the truth, I've been doing it for years, Bill," she smiled, "and I'm pretty good at it. I've caught mom doing it when dad was gone. That's how I learned it."
Finally Judy was in good humor.
"Let's go up to your bedroom," he suggested. "We want to make use of every minute. Maybe your mom wouldn't appreciate our little sex lesson."
Judy agreed.
"Mom is such a prude," she told him. "She's always worried about me getting pregnant. Imagine her giving me packages of prophylactics and birth control pills. I told her that I'm not eager to crawl into the sack with anybody."
It didn't appear that way to Bill. But he wasn't going to make a fuss about it. Together they went up to Judy's bedroom. Just as she started undressing, the phone rang. She felt her heart pounding quicker and a nervous tremor overtook her voice.
"Now what's bothering you?" he demanded.
"Nothing," she insisted, "nothing."
"Yes, something is troubling you," he persisted. "Now relax, honey."
"Let's take off all of our clothes," Judy said. "I want to study your anatomy."
"Sure," he said.
She watched carefully as Bill removed first his shirt and then his trousers. She noticed the big bulge in his cotton shorts.
"Looks like your pecker is all wound up in those tight-fitting shorts," she smiled.
"It won't be for long," Bill said, reaching down and slipping out of his shorts.
His huge penis flipped into view in all of its male wonder.
"Wow, what a big one," she shook her head. "I think you've got a bigger dick than my dad."
"You've been making it with your old man?" Bill chuckled.
"I don't find that funny," she told him flatly. "Just because I've tiptoed downstairs sometimes and watched mom and dad make it doesn't mean I'm a pervert who's got an incestuous thing going."
Those words sounded shrill and horrifying to Bill. For he knew they applied to him. Having sex with his mom made him a pure and simple mother fucker.
"What's bugging you?" she asked, noticing his eyes had turned away from her.
"Nothing," he shook his head. "Now when are you gonna take your clothes off?"
"Right now," she promised.
As she began removing her clothes, he watched carefully. Judy was proud of herself. She enjoyed showing her big breasts and when she slid out of her panties and revealed her fur-trimmed triangle, she noticed Bill's mouth was watering in anticipation.
"Am I all right?" she asked, knowing full well what the answer had to be.
"You're a knockout," he told her. "Any guy would go ape to lick your twat. Oh, Judy, I've got to suck you now. I'm so thirsty for pussy juice."
"That's good," Judy whispered as she went over to the bed. She didn't bother to pull back the bedspread. She just got in the middle of the bed and spread her legs and patted her pussy.
"Down, boy," Judy whispered.
Apparently she had been loved this way plenty before. He thought he would add something different. He got on the bed and raised her ass up.
"Ever get your ass sucked, Judy?"
Judy shook her head in surprise.
"No," she admitted, "but I would love it if you'd lick mine."
"Normally, I'm not an ass kisser," he chuckled, "but when a chick has an ass this gorgeous, I've got to do something about it with my tongue."
"Go ahead," she begged, "I can hardly wait."
His tongue whipped around her ass cheeks. He was becoming more and more aroused.
"Baby," he told her, "that's real nice. Oh, honey, do your best. You're really turning me on."
He was sparing nothing now. He was ready to ignite her.
"Suck me," she told him, "suck my ass-hole, Bill."
Bill's tongue penetrated her ass-hole. At the same time he fingered her vagina. She loved the dual action. She wiggled about. He responded by getting more aroused than ever. He wanted her to juice in his mouth. Pulling his tongue out of her ass-hole, he flipped it on her dewy pussy. He knew that it wouldn't be much longer until her vagina would erupt in a juicy climax.
"Suck me," she urged him. "Oh, baby, just like that. Now you're doing it. I love that."
Bill was sparing nothing. He knew how to provide her with the ultimate in erotic excitement.
"Keep it up," she begged. "Keep your tongue stabbing in there like a small pecker."
Bill's tongue was stiff. His hands clasped her ass cheeks and squeezed them as he ate her box.
"Eat me," she cried anxiously. "Suck my warm twat, Bill."
Bill's teeth bore down on her clit. She juiced in his mouth. Pressing his lips tightly he sucked her. She loved having him do her like this.
When he finally did pull his tongue out of her, he made her lick and nibble his chest.
Then she called out to him, "Play with my tits, Bill. I want you so bad."
He moved forward. His hands played with her bosoms. She loved the erotic pleasure that he was generating now.
"Oh, yes, yes," she urged him, "I love it just like that. Baby, you're beautiful."
He was becoming so aroused now he knew that he needed some more action from her.
"Baby," she smiled at him, "I'm gonna tell you what I want. I want you to let me have your cock in my mouth. I'm good at giving blow jobs."
"I hear you are, Judy," he told her.
It didn't exactly make Judy happy that her reputation had been broadcast around high school.
"Who told you that?" she demanded instantly.
"Ah, forget it," Bill said, realizing he had made a mistake in mentioning it.
"No, I want to know who said that," she demanded.
"It was your old boyfriend," he said. "Lee."
"Damn, Lee," she snapped. "He forced me to go down on him, Bill. You know that? That character could be hauled into court on a rape charge. I've heard plenty about rape. I know my rights. When a guy grabs you by the shoulders and shoves you down and makes you suck off his prick, that's mouth rape."
"I suppose it is," Bill admitted candidly. "Now, baby, I wish you'd suck me. I won't push you down or you'll say I'm raping your mouth. But I would like a blow job."
She finally agreed to accommodate Bill's desire. But it was annoying to her that he was getting so difficult.
"All right, Bill," she said agreeably, "I'll suck you off. But don't you be talking to that worthless Lee. He spreads the word like wildfire. Sure, he forced me to go down on him. But that's the only guy I ever sucked off in high school."
"Oh, I believe you," Bill said, even though he didn't believe one word of what she was saying.
That wasn't important. The important thing was getting his rocks off. And the sooner the better. He straddled her. She looked up at him.
"You sure look appetizing to me," she told him. "You really do."
Bill figured he would give her a good time. He straddled her. Then he lowered his ass over her face.
"Reach up and grab my thighs and lick my ass cheeks," he suggested.
Judy wasn't overly eager to lick his butt. However, in so much as he had given her a super ass suck, she figured she had to give him one as well.
She held his thighs tightly as he lowered. Then all of the sudden her tongue licked his bare bottom. His cock quivered as he felt her tongue lightly lashing across his bare behind.
"That feels real good," he told her. "I love that. Keep it up. Yes. Now you're licking. Keep licking my ass."
She was putting a lot of passion into her tongue swipes. Bill loved this.
"That's the way," he told her. "Keep licking me."
Her tongue swung all around his bare ass cheeks. And finally she flipped her tongue between his ass cheeks and stabbed right up his rectum.
"Tongue fuck it," he told her. "Go ahead and tongue fuck it."
She did as Bill instructed. Stiffening her tongue, Judy stabbed it right up his hot, tight, twisting ass-hole. He thrilled to the sensation of her tongue stabbing up his rectum. Meantime, Bill gripped his balls in one hand and his thick prick in the other. He pulled at his penis while she ate out his ass.
"You're a great ass eater," he complimented her. "My balls are trembling. Beautiful."
Now he was eager to feel her tongue along his testicles. All of the sudden her tongue was gently massaging and caressing his balls.
"Lick my nuts," he told her. "That's the way. Better open your mouth wide so I can slip my nuts inside."
She opened her mouth and he let his balls in. Quickly her tongue slid back and forth.
"Beautiful," he told her. "That's the way. Oh, baby, now you're doing it."
He was becoming more and more aroused.
"Suck my nuts," he told her. "Oh, baby, suck them. That's how you do it."
At this point he was ready to place his penis in her mouth. She was so fond of licking at his testicles she wasn't easy to pry off them.
"Stop it, Judy," he told her. "I want you to suck my cock. You're spending too much time on my balls."
Judy released his sweaty balls from her mouth grip. Then she let her tongue slip to the tip of his cock.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Now give me a good cock suck."
Judy's mouth was moving smoothly over his penis shaft.
"That's the way," he told her. "You're doing it real nice. Suck me. Suck my cock. Suck it off."
He was becoming more and more aroused every moment. He enjoyed the way she was sucking.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Put some passionate feeling into you. Use your tongue to lash the head of it."
That's what Judy was doing. She was clasping the main shaft tightly. Then she was focusing her tongue whipping action on the head of it. She had learned a few tricks about cock sucking that added to his pleasure. She would massage and caress his balls while she would let her tongue lash and lick his penis tip. All the while she was building up a suction in the head of his cock.
"Keep sucking," Bill begged. "Now you're doing it, Judy. Oh, suck it. Come on, baby, suck that pecker. Suck it good. You're gonna get a nice sweet load of cream. Come on, baby, suck it off. Suck my cock off."
All at once his hot white sperm shot into her mouth. She gulped joyously.
"Yes, baby," he told her, "now you're sucking my cock. Suck it off. Suck, baby, suck."
His hot white sperm splashed in her mouth. She gulped hungrily.
"Eat it," he told her. "Swallow it. Judy, let me see you suck and swallow my seed."
Closing her eyes so she could go through with it, Judy greedily sucked and swallowed his cum load.
"Super," he told her. "You really did it right."
When she had finished blowing him, she pulled off and lay back on the pillow.
"Wow!" she told him. "You sure shot a thick load of cream."
"Bigger than any you ever had before?"
"If you're talking about Lee's load," Judy laughed, "yes. Lee never shot thick juice like that. Maybe he was having some other chick take care of him. I don't know. But you gave me the nicest, creamiest load of cum I ever had."
That pleased Bill so much that he bent over and pressed his lips on her mouth. She pressed back. Then he licked her lips and suddenly plunged his tongue into her mouth. Soon their tongues were doing a love duet. As he kept on tonguing her, he noticed his cock was becoming erect once more. Judy noticed this, too.
"My, but you sure get that thing hard fast," she told him.
"Didn't Lee do it as good as this?" he smiled. "I mean, could he get a hard-on as quick?"
"No way," she told him.
CHAPTER SIX
Now Bill had another idea.
"I've got a way of fucking you, you'll never forget," he told her. "How would you like to have me enter by way of the back door?"
Judy was puzzled. She couldn't figure out what he meant.
"What are you talking about?" she asked him.
"I want to slip it up your ass-hole," he explained.
"You couldn't get that big cock up my butt if you wanted to," Judy warned him.
"Let me try," he insisted, "just let me try."
"All right, I guess I could," she reluctantly agreed.
She did as he instructed.
"Get in the middle of the bed," he began, "and bend way over. I'll get right behind you. Then I will slip my dick right up your ass-hole."
It didn't exactly please her to think of him talking to her like this. Nevertheless, she figured she would play along with him.
"All right," she said as she bent over, "are you ready?"
"Except for one thing," he told her. "I ought to coat my dick with Vaseline. That is, if you don't want me to tear your ass apart."
"I don't want you to do that," she told him. "I might need it after you finish fucking it."
Judy told him he could find some Vaseline downstairs in her parents' bedroom.
"You'd better get your ass off the bed and find it yourself," he told her.
Judy calculated that would be the best idea. She slipped into a flimsy robe and went downstairs and got it. As she did so she glanced at the clock in the living room.
"We only have about half an hour left," she warned him when she came back upstairs.
"That's all it will take," he assured her. "Relax."
She tried her best to relax. Now she was ready for him. She bent over. His cock was coated with Vaseline. He was looking in the mirror over her dresser as he eased his long, hard, Vaseline-coated cock into her ass crack. With a sudden forceful jab, he rammed it forward.
"Fuck," he commanded as he rammed it to her. "Fuck it, baby. That's the way to do it. Now you're fucking."
With a penetrating cock stab he rammed it into her.
"Beautiful, baby," he told her, "that's how I like it. Come on, sweetheart, fuck it. Fuck good."
With insistent cock stabs he went on ramming. She loved the sensation of his penis plunging up her rectum. She twisted on his long, throbbing penis as he went on fucking her forcefully.
"Beautiful," he told her, "now twist your tail for me. That's the way. Grind it, baby."
She ground her hips around. He was becoming more aroused every moment.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "this sure feels fantastic. Now you're fucking."
With deep strokes he went on accosting her ass-hole. Judy was surprised that her ass would stretch this much. She had to marvel at the way Bill could ram it to her. Apparently he had done this quite a few times before.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me good. That's the way, baby, fuck me."
He was giving it to her in rapid-fire cock stabs. She was becoming more aroused every moment.
"Yes, baby," he told her, "that's how I want it. Fuck it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck it off."
As he went on thrusting it into her, she became more and more excited.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "I want you to shoot it off."
All at once his cock exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, milk my pecker with your ass muscles."
The young girl's ass muscles coiled around his cock. She squeezed hard. With milking movements she continued getting the cream out of his long shaft.
Finally he withdrew. It was much easier to slide out than when he plunged in. For Judy's ass-hole was coated with his cum.
As he rolled over and lay there, Judy warned him, "We'd better stop this. If my dad ever came home and caught you, he would have a fit."
"What about your mom?"
"Mom has a lover on the side," Judy told him frankly. "I guess that's how I got involved. She confided to me that dad was mean to her. She said that she didn't care to screw him anymore. But she has this real nice guy who comes around and fucks her on a regular basis."
"Anybody I know?"
"It's a secret," Judy said sadly, "and I can't tell anybody. I don't want to get the man in trouble. He really--likes, mom and mom--likes him. But she says that she and dad are staying together so I can have a happy home."
"That figures," he laughed. "I'm sure you're real happy with this sordid arrangement."
"It's better than no home at all," Judy assured him. "Some of those kids at school live in foster homes. I'm thankful I have my own father and my own mother. Sure, they're disloyal to each other. But so what?"
Bill got dressed. He thanked Judy for a good time and told her he'd like to date her regularly.
"Maybe we should make it together," she told him. "We've got a lot in common."
She was pleased that he enjoyed going out with her. But the thing that annoyed and troubled her most of all was the fear of her father. For Judy secretly felt her father was jealous and might someday attempt to seduce her. She kept these fears locked within her heart. But there was a strange expression playing about her eyes that annoyed and troubled Bill. He picked it up immediately.
"What's eating you?"
"Nobody but you," Judy giggled, trying to make a joke of his question.
"I'm serious," he told her. "Something is troubling you."
"Nothing," she insisted. "Now you hurry on home. I don't want the folks catching you here. Please."
He nodded agreeably. Then he left. When he got home his mother was distressed.
"Where have you been?" she demanded.
"Doing my homework," he said.
"Where, if I may be so bold as to inquire?" she asked him suspiciously.
"Over at Judy's place," he told her.
"That good-for-nothing Judy Garfield?" she shook her head. "She's trash. I'm ashamed of you going over there. She and Lee have been carrying on for years. The girls at the bridge club all discuss it. They tell Judy's mother that she ought to marry Lee. But the word is that she had an abortion."
"Why do you gals go to that bridge club?" he asked her. "To gossip or play bridge?"
"To gossip, of course," she told him. "Bridge is just the excuse to get together to exchange what's happening in the community. After all, we represent the pillars of this society. And if the pillars are gone, how could society's moral code be supported?"
"Mom," he told her, "get off. You really rip the galls off. Here you're carrying on with me like a no-good whore. And you're out there telling them that you wish the moral codes were higher."
"I do, dear," she nodded. "Higher for others and lower for me."
She patted his behind as he went to his room. She was certain he had done something with Judy. But she thought she'd find out later. After fixing him a delicious meal, she didn't say a word. He went to bed early and then she slipped naked into his bedroom. She crawled under the sheets with him and told him, "Honey, forgive me. I'm afraid of ghosts. So help me, I think there was a ghost haunting me downstairs in my bedroom. Being all alone, naturally I felt the need of a man."
"Did the ghost frighten you into putting your hand on my pecker?" he asked as she reached down to caress his cock.
"I figured as long as I was here we might as well use the time to good advantage," she whispered.
Saying no more, she let her body slip down between her young son's crotch. She gripped his cock and pulled it methodically as she licked his balls. He had to admit it did feel good.
"You can whip your tongue around my ass if you want to."
That was an open invitation for her. She let her tongue slip around his ass crack. And then she slid it right up his ass-hole a couple of times. Pulling it out she went back to nibbling on his nuts. He loved that.
"Damn it, blow me and get it over with," he told her.
"Tonight, darling," she told him, "I thought I'd try something different. Variety makes sex exciting. I thought I would give it a quick suck and just before it explodes I'd slide my pussy down over it and give you a fuck with me on top."
"All right, mom," he told her, "go ahead."
When she had finished sucking on his balls she licked quickly to the top of his penis shaft. Then she sucked him slowly.
"Oh. baby," she told him, "that really feels super."
She was getting ready to give him a good time.
"Wow!" he told her. "That feels fantastic. Now suck it."
She was sucking smoothly. She was caressing his balls and his bottom at the same time. Then she slid an index finger up his ass-hole so she could massage his prostate gland and get him all the more worked up.
"It feels super," he told her. "Maybe you'd just better suck it off and forget the fuck."
She shook her head. She pulled her mouth off his penis and then she wasted no time throwing back the bed covers and straddling him. She clasped his huge shaft and pushed her pussy against it. Her teenage lover watched as it disappeared in her vagina.
"Hey, that feels good," he told her. "Fuck it."
She was doing that very thing. His hands reached back to grip her ass cheeks. He squeezed her bottom as he fucked her hard. With vigorous cock jabs he went into her.
"Puck it," he told her. "Come on, fuck. That's the way to do it. Oh, baby, now you're fucking. I love it."
With hard, deep cock stabs, he was giving it to her. She was getting more and more aroused every moment.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "fuck."
He was so excited now he was shaking.
"Oh, baby," he panted as he pushed his cock into her pussy, "you are giving me a good screw. Keep it up."
She was determined to really give him a good fuck. Her pussy muscles clamped on his thick penis.
"Fuck me," she begged him anxiously. "Fuck me. Oh, baby, just like I like it. Now you're doing it, darling. Fuck your momma."
She wasn't bashful about asking for it. Reaching up he gripped her big bosoms. He played with them.
"I like Jo play with your tits," he told her. "It really gets me excited."
His hands reached out and he was pinching her nipples.
"Oh, darling," she whispered, "do it for me. That's the way I love it. Oh, honey, fuck."
His penis plunged into her. He was ramming it to her now in deep, driving cock strokes.
He was giving her just the kind of erotic action she enjoyed.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to give a good fuck. Grab it with your pussy muscles. That's the way."
Her pussy muscles clamped his sliding shaft. She was trying her best to get him off. But at the same time she wanted him to learn how to use his hands effectively.
"Alternately, darling," she explained, "you should be playing with my ass and playing with my breasts. And don't be crude or rough, dear. Let your hands slip around my ass cheeks smoothly. Squeeze my butt. That's the way I like it. Oh, baby, you're doing it just beautifully. Keep it up."
His hot hands gripped her buttocks. He squeezed her ass cheeks. At the same time he kept on ramming his cock into her. She was getting more and more aroused every moment.
"Keep it up," he panted as he thrust it into her. "That's the way to do it. Oh, baby, that's wild. Fuck it. Fuck it."
With insistent cock jabs he went on ramming into her. She was geting more aroused every erotic moment.
"Yes, baby," he told her, "that's how I like it. Now you're doing it. Fuck it off."
He was happy now and so was she. For they both were nearing a climax.
"Let's make it on target," he told her. "That would be super."
She was doing her best to bring him around at the same instant she made it. Then she felt him shooting.
"Hey, I'm cuming," he panted. "Fuck, mom. Faster."
She pumped harder now. She wanted to provide him with the last measure of erotic pleasure. A second later she joined him in climax.
"Oh, I'm cuming, too," she exclaimed excitedly. "Baby, we're right on target. Fuck it off. Fuck. Fuck."
The keen pleasure that he felt as his cock shot into her was enhanced by the fact that she was just as aroused. She bent over. His hands played with her bottom while she pressed her lips on his and he went on shoving his rigid male member into her willing pussy hole.
Finally she pulled off. She got to her feet and complimented him.
"You have been loyal to me. You never could give me a fuck like that if you'd had sex with another woman. Oh, darling, you don't know how much it means to me to have you loyal."
"I have a pretty good idea," he told her.
"You seem to get rather uptight if I don't fuck you regularly."
"It isn't that, dear," she told him, "but your penis muscle needs the exercise. After all, the cock is a muscle. It needs to be exercised like any other muscle. Imagine what would happen if you didn't use your feet. The muscles in your feet would wither and die."
"Mom," he asked her, "did you ever get involved with hustling when you worked as a stripper?"
"There are some questions I wish you wouldn't ask," she shook her head.
"You've answered my question," he laughed. "You have been involved. "If you hadn't been involved you wouldn't have replied that way."
"All right," she confessed. "When things got low I had to do a few things I didn't want to."
"Tell me about one of your most exciting experiences," he asked her.
"Well, I hate to, dear," she confessed, "because I'm not proud of it."
"Go ahead and tell me," he begged.
"All right," she agreed reluctantly, I'll tell you. But I'm ashamed of it. There was this black stud musician. He was such a handsome guy, I really turned on with him. Well, I had sex with him and I really got into trouble. It seems that all he wanted to do with me was use his belt on me and then force me to suck on his ass-hole. He wanted to lie back and pull on his cock while I ate his ass out. Can you imagine anything more sick?"
"I think it sounds rather interesting, mom," he shook his head. "We ought to try it sometime."
"Baby, I'm disappointed in you," she told him frankly. "You've got a sick mind."
"No, I haven't got a sick mind," he insisted. "I think sex is beautiful. To each his own hang-up."
She shrugged.
"Men are all alike," she told him flatly. "And it depresses me. I had hopes that there were some people who were more idealistic."
He looked at her and wanted to know more about the man's desire to use his belt on her.
"Tell me about that belt," he insisted.
"He used to take his belt out of his pants and lash it across my bare bottom," she explained, "until it was red. Then he would get on the bed and lie back and start jacking off. He'd spread his legs and tell me to get down there and lick his ass-hole."
"He paid you for it, of course."
"Naturally," she shook her head. "Who's gonna suck anybody's ass-hole unless they're paid? That is, of course, unless they're so in love with the person, like I am with you, dear."
"Beautiful," he smiled, "so when I ask you to lick my ass-hole while I jack off, you will do it for love. I won't have to pay you a penny."
She couldn't help laugh at her young son's strategy. It reminded her so much of the various techniques that her husband used to use.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked as he noticed she wasn't talking any more.
"I was thinking about what a bastard your father was," she told him. "He used to try so many things that made me turn off sex for a while. There wasn't a sexual act he didn't want me to perform. I guess the problem was he used to work as a musician in a New Orleans bordello. Down there the girls will do anything. So I had to compete with those vile women and their awful acts."
"But, mom, you said you were a stripper yourself."
"Yes," she nodded, "but I wasn't a whore."
"But you said you hustled."
"There is a difference," she told him quickly.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Bill's mother Sherry was at the corner drugstore when she heard the news about the edible panties and shorts.
"Do you have any of those edible panties?" she asked. "And I'll take the shorts, too."
"They're unisex," the drugstore man told her, "and they're real popular. I've sold four hundred just this week. They come in four flavors. Lemon, lime, butterscotch and chocolate mint."
"How nice," she told him. "Are they really edible?"
"Give me a butterscotch and a chocolate mint," she told him.
That night when Bill came home from school, he was exhausted. He was on the track team and he had been running all day.
"Darling, what you need is a nice warm bath," she suggested. "Some relaxation and you'll be as good as new."
"I sure hope so," her young son admitted, "as I am bushed."
She was more than willing to help him relax. And she did so by filling the tub for him. She washed him off and then he took a cold shower. When he got out she presented him with a pair of chocolate mint shorts.
"What the fuck have you got here?" he asked his mother in amazement.
"They're the latest thing," she quipped. "They're really something. Now, baby, don't you make any more protests. This is good for you."
He slid into the chocolate mint shorts with the licorice laces at the side.
"You're gonna eat these shorts tonight," he told her.
"And you're gonna eat my panties," she smiled as she slipped into butterscotch panties.
They didn't wear another thing. She went around the house with her breasts .bobbing up and down.
"You tantalize me with your tits hanging out like that," he told her. "You're driving me ape."
"Am I really, darling?" she smiled.
"Yes," he told her. "I keep thinking of sucking on your tits."
"A carry-over from your childhood," she laughed. "You were a naughty baby."
"Mom, I love you," he said quite frankly. "There isn't another mother like you in this town."
"I certainly hope not," she said as she sat down to a steak dinner that she'd fixed for her young growing teenage son.
"Where'd you get the money for the steaks?" he smiled at her.
"I didn't earn it hustling, honey," she told him. "I got it addressing envelopes."
"You did?" he asked her.
"Yes," she explained. "A Nevada bordello is advertising. They've gone into the mail order business."
"Is that legal?" he asked her.
"It may not be legal," she admitted, "but they pay me. That's all I care."
"You mean, you can fuck a chick and pay in Nevada?" he smiled.
"Nevada is very progressive," she assured him. "They know what it means for a woman to express herself sexually. And the men have an opportunity to do anything they want."
"I'm heading for Nevada," he laughed.
"I figured you'd want to go there the minute you found out about hot and cold running whores," she laughed.
She reached under the kitchen table while her young son was eating his dessert.
"Mom, would you quit playing with my pecker?" he asked her.
"I'm sorry, baby," she told him, "but I feel real sexy. I saw that movie, The Story of O."
"The story of who?"
"That wonderful French story," she explained. "The Story of O. It's about this marvelous girl who loves her man so much that she wants to be confined to a wall with her arms in chains just waiting for him to come home and fuck her in the face."
"Sounds sick to me," he complained.
"Of course it's sick," she told him. "It goes with everything else in our society. Don't you think bombs stored up enough to kill everybody a hundred times over isn't sick?"
"Yes," he nodded evenly.
"Don't you think Hiroshima was slightly sick?" she demanded.
"Yeah, but I saw that movie Give 'Em Hell, Harry, and he said he had to."
"Sure, that's what everyone said after they killed off a lot of people," she said, "but you never see anyone but Polly Adler standing up and talking about the interesting things. I mean, sex."
"Who the fuck is Polly Adler?"
"She was a legend," his mother explained. "A marvelous madame who brought happiness and joy to the good men of New York."
Now she was massaging his cock so much that he reached down and pulled his penis from his chocolate mint shorts.
"Mom, if you want to suck me, go ahead," he told her.
"In the kitchen?" she smiled.
"Look, if you've got me wearing chocolate mint shorts," he told her, "I guess the real thing you should do is put a big platter on the table and let me sit on it so you can suck my shorts off."
She laughed.
"Why not?" she nodded. "I'll get the Thanksgiving platter out. I have a lot to be thankful for to have a horny son like you ready to fuck and suck all the time."
He marveled at his mother as she got to her feet. He also thought her butterscotch panties looked delicious on her round ass cheeks. Her ass cheeks looked delicious, too, for that matter. , She came back with a turkey platter. But first she removed the dishes from the table.
"Just a minute, I'll put these things in the dish washer," she told him.
"You want to bring the fucking machine out in the kitchen, mom?"
"Have you no manners?" she shook her head. "Anyone knows a machine for fucking belongs only in the bedroom."
"Well, don't you think you should blow me in the bedroom, too?"
"But it's feeding time," she smiled. "I'm gonna eat your shorts off and lick your dick and suck your balls. That's kitchen activity."
How she ever decided which act should be conducted in which room puzzled him. But he wasn't about to complain as she did put the dishes in the dish washer and then she folded the table cloth. She put the large white platter on the kitchen table.
"Now sit on the platter, love," she told him, "and I'll lick those chocolate mint shorts off your thighs before you can say 'suck off.'"
He sat up on the table. She bent over and began sucking on his shorts. Sure enough, they began disintegrating as her tongue licked them.
"How much did these damn things cost?" he asked as she nibbled at his shorts.
"Four-fifty," she told him, "and they're a bargain. It makes licking your ass more appetizing."
"If you say so," he laughed.
Sherry licked vigorously. Bill enjoyed the way her tongue swept around his bare bottom. Then she pulled out his peter.
"Oh, that looks so good," she said as she let her tongue lick from the tip of it to the base of it.
"Suck it off," he told her. "Go ahead and suck. Come on, baby, suck my pecker."
She was pleased to give him the erotic desires he sought so hungrily.
"Come on and suck my pecker," he smiled.
She was sucking at a good tempo now. Her head moved up and down as she enjoyed the entire length of his throbbing male member. She also enjoyed slipping her finger up his tight ass-hole. She enjoyed the feel of his ass muscles twisting on her finger, indicating how much pleasure he was deriving from her performance. She liked to pull her mouth way off the saliva-slickened cock and then slip it down hard. He enjoyed the feel of the head of his shaft, caressing the back of her throat. He was pumping it to her now with deep, driving movements.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed happily, "I'm coming along! Oh, baby, keep doing that for me. Just like I like it. Come on. Suck it off."
All at once his hot white seed spilled in her mouth. She gobbled it hungrily.
When she pulled off him he looked at her.
"I'm going after your butterscotch panties," he told her, "and I'm gonna lick the licorice laces, too. I'll nibble them off your ass."
She stretched out. Immediately he went to work on her sheer butterscotch edible panties. Just as he said he would, he nibbled at the laces. The panties were gobbled up quickly. Now there was her pussy. And this was where he focused his tongue action. His tongue penetrated her vagina. He flipped it back and forth across her clit. She enjoyed this erotic excitement.
"Eat me," she cried passionately. "Oh, baby, suck my pussy. That's the way I want it."
Suddenly she was juicing. His finger flipped up her ass-hole as he finished sucking her completely.
When he withdrew his tongue he knew he was going to ass fuck her.
"I'd like to see you crawling across the floor," he smiled, "and I want to whip my belt across your butt like you said the black man did."
"You're vile and vicious to suggest such a thing," she complained. "He was a very crude man. Baby, please don't do that to me. Have a heart."
"I'm sorry, all I have is a hard-on. I don't have a heart when I have a hard-on."
He got his belt from his pants. He flipped it across her bare behind.
"Oh, baby," he told her excitedly, "that's how you do it. Come on. Just like I like it."
She was trembling now as he brought the belt down over her ass. She knew enough to crawl on the floor like he told her to. She was in no position to do anything other than what he desired.
He noticed her ass turning red. This excited him. Then he got on the floor and crawled around after her. Clasping her ass cheeks he squeezed them. Then raising her ass to his mouth he flipped his tongue along her ass crack.
"Tongue my ass out," she panted eagerly. "Yes, yes. Tongue it."
His tongue flipped smoothly up her ass crack. Then he penetrated her tight anal ring. Now he was thrusting it smoothly up her ass in rhythmic movements. At the same time he was fingering her pussy.
"Oh, that feels super," she admitted. "Now stick your prick up there. I want to feel it. Every throbbing inch of it. I want it."
This was exactly where he wanted her to be. Begging for it.
He got to his feet and went to the bathroom to get the Vaseline. He returned and carefully coated it on his cock. Now he was ready to plunge it right up her hot, tight ass-hole.
Showing no mercy he bent over and slid his cock between her ass cheeks.
"Yes, baby, yes," she begged him, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck me. Fuck me."
With a hard, driving cock stab, he rammed it right up her rectum. She twisted on his penis as he plunged forward in hard, driving movements.
"Yes, baby, yes," she begged. "Let me feel it. Every fucking inch. Now you're doing it just fine. Oh, I love it when you fuck like that. Your pecker is on fire."
It was true. His cock was on fire. He was giving her all of the sexual excitement she could ask for and then some. Her tail twisted on his throbbing penis.
"Keep fucking me, baby," she encouraged him. "That's how I like it. Now you're doing it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Passionately he went on plunging his penis right up her ass. She cringed as he stabbed hard. Now he was ramming it rhythmically. Her tail was twisting on his penis. His balls bounced on her bare ass cheeks as he swung in.
At this point he bent over. He enjoyed pressing his chest against her back. But what he wanted most of all was the pleasurable excitement of feeling of her breasts as he went on fucking her tight, hot ass. He squeezed her breasts and rammed it in up to the hilt. His cock exploded high up her ass-hole.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed happily. "Twist your ass around. That's it. Milk my pecker."
She did just that for him. It pleased him that she was so willing to cooperate.
She was moist there. He knew that if he fingered her enough she would juice.
He kept on working on her love button. His fingers were suddenly wet.
"You made it for me, baby," she breathed happily. "Oh, yes, keep playing with me."
He continued stimulating her. She enjoyed the erotic excitement that his fingers were generating in her mound.
Sliding out of her ass-hole he got to his feet. His penis was still erect. She looked at him, happy to see what an alert, virile young man he actually was.
"Oh, mom," he told her, "you don't know how happy it makes me to get a good fuck like that. When you've got to screw, you've got to screw."
She acknowledged that fact.
"For years they didn't think women could enjoy it. But, baby, I've got news for you. Some women enjoy it more than a lot of men. You've taken care of me, honey. I always want to be satisfied."
CHAPTER EIGHT
The following day Bill had made his decision. He was going to strike out and find himself a good piece of ass. No matter how difficult it was, he was going to do it.
He went to the high school employment department and asked for work.
"What kind of work do you want to find?" Miss McCoy asked with a smug expression on her face. "There really isn't much choice."
"What do you have?"
"You can wash walls, windows or floors," she told him. "Which do you prefer?"
"Damn it, I hate to wash windows," he told her, "and I don't like floors or walls either. But of the three evils, I guess I prefer walls."
"Good," she told him. "I have an opening. A lady called just a couple of hours ago and said she needed some housecleaning. She mentioned walls in particular."
He was delighted to hear that an opening was available. He picked up the card that Miss McCoy wrote out for him and that afternoon after school he dropped by to see the woman that he thought might give him the employment he needed.
She proved to be a very attractive woman who exuded so much charm that he could imagine eating her immediately.
"Have you done this type of work before?" she asked him.
"All the time," he told her. "As a matter-of-fact, I consider myself an expert."
"I could always give you a trial run," she said. "When would you like to begin?"
"Right now," he told her.
"Good," she said, "but do you have your work clothes with you?"
"These are just old pants," he told her.
"My late husband Bruce has a pair of pants that might fit you," she told him. "I'll find them."
She found the pair of Bruce's pants. She handed them to Bill. He was more than eager to get started. Because he wanted to make some money, get a car, have his own wheels and find his own women.
As she stepped into the bedroom a little early, she noticed he had a huge cock. For he was in his shorts and she could see the outline of his penis pressing against the thin cotton material.
"I'm sorry," she apologized.
"You don't have to be," he told her. "I used to belong to a nudist colony."
"Is that right?" she asked him with a sly smile. "Do you mean to tell me that you didn't find it difficult to walk around in the buff with all of those beautiful women showing everything?"
"I don't look at it that way," Bill told her honestly. "The body is beautiful. People that get dirty ideas about nakedness are sick. After all, god made us naked as jaybirds. Right?"
"That is the truth," she admitted nervously, "but I have been the shy type myself."
"I'm not shy at all," he said as he suddenly got the hots for her. He began pulling down his shorts and she stared at him as if hypnotized.
"You see, I'm not afraid to show you what I've got," he told her. "I would like to see what you've got."
"You're a bad boy," she told him as she looked at his huge shaft once he'd pulled his shorts down.
"I've got a hard-on," he told her, "and I wish that you could take care of it for me."
"You're just a teenage boy," she told him, "and I am not interested in a child."
"This looks like a man-sized cock, doesn't it?"
She had to admit it did. He still didn't know her first name. All he knew was the reference that her name was Halverson.
"What's your first name, honey?" he asked as he slowly began stroking his penis and smiling at her.
"Helen," she told him.
"Helen, I've got a hell of a load here," he told her, "and if you would just pull off your clothes we could get in bed together and have a real nice time."
"Are you trying to seduce me?" she asked as she looked at him pulling on his long, hard penis.
"No," he told her, "I'm just interested in giving you a good time."
"Thanks, but no thanks," she shook her head. "I'm not interested in playing around with a minor. I have my character to consider."
"That's nice," he told her. "It's a luxury. Now, baby, if you would strip, we could fuck."
Helen hadn't been spoken to like that since her late husband used to come home loaded and want to screw her. In a way she found it terribly exciting and flattering.
"You look like a nice piece of ass," he told her. "I guess you know how to fuck."
"Doesn't everybody?" Helen shot back at him. "But that doesn't mean that a lady--likes to leap into bed just because the male member of the species has an erection."
"You put it so nicely," he laughed.
"I put it bluntly," she said. "I don't pull any punches. I'm not a woman who seduces minors. Now if you don't mind, I think you'd better put on your clothes and get out of here."
At that point Bill recognized he would have to seize an opportunity and take a big risk. He walked over to her and suddenly wrapped his arms around her protectively. He pressed his huge penis against her. She enjoyed the sensation of his giant-sized cock against her body.
"What are you trying to do?" she asked. "Seduce me?"
"Why not?" he smiled. "I think it would be fun."
"Damn it, you're getting me angry," she quipped quickly. "And I won't put up with it. I won't. Do you understand?"
He shook his head and smiled.
"I understand just one thing," he explained. "I understand I've got a hard-on. And I'll bet you could take care of it. Why don't you get on your knees, Helen, and suck me?"
Helen shuddered at this contemptible thought.
"At least my late husband, rest his soul, never asked me to blow him. You've got a nerve. Blow jobs are for hookers. I know all about that. I read The Happy Hooker."
"Why don't you get happy?" he smiled. "With my penis sliding in your mouth you would have a taste treat in store."
"I would spit it out," she quipped.
"You haven't tasted the right cum," he laughed.
Helen decided that she would take him up on his dare.
"I'm going to see just how much of my naked body you can be exposed to without reacting.
You said that you could control yourself. I have a beautiful body and I know it. My husband always said I had the cutest ass he'd ever seen."
"Which means he fucked it?" he laughed at her.
"I should say not," she told him. "He wasn't a sadist. He was a lover. He used to suck my ass."
"I'll do that, too," he told her, "and, baby, now let's get cracking. I can hardly wait."
At that point she realized she might as well undress. For she had given the truth out about her own notorious sexual life with her husband. Helen begun undressing. As she did so his eyes fastened on her breasts. He thought they looked big and delicious. He wasn't wrong. As he saw her giant-sized knockers with their red nipples, his mouth watered to lick them.
"Let's see how you can control yourself," she said nervously.
"What type of a sex creep do you think I am?" he asked.
"I'm just checking into that," Helen said nervously.
He was gazing affectionately at her giant breasts. Then he decided he would do something. He went over to her and reached out.
"You see," she exclaimed, pulling away from him, "you couldn't look at my breasts without wanting to touch them. You're like all the other men who have told me they just want to gaze at my beauty spots. It's impossible. You men have no self-control."
At that point his hands were caressing her bosoms and his tongue slid back and forth over her nipples.
"You're beautiful," he told her, "you really are, baby. I want to lick them and suck them."
Soon his hands were sweeping all over her bosoms. She enjoyed the erotic sensation that his hands were generating.
"Oh, wow," he told her excitedly, "that feels super."
"Go ahead," she said, "play with me."
She reached down and fondled his balls.
"Nice," he told her, "real nice. You've got a good hand. I guess you used to pull your husband's cock. You know, jack it off."
"He said I had the best rhythm in my hand when I pulled on his penis than any woman he'd ever met before," she admitted proudly.
"You believed him?" he winked.
"Of course I did," she told him. "I'll show you how well I can pull on your cock. Watch me."
Reaching down she gripped his thick penis. She pulled rhythmically. Then she reached down with her other hand to cup his balls and gently massage them while she jacked him.
"Beautiful," he told her, "real nice. Keep it up, baby. I love that."
She was giving him all of the sexual arousal that he could ask for. And at the same time he was enjoying playing with her breasts.
"We ought to get in the bed and really do things," he told her. "Why not?"
She nodded and smiled at him.
"As long as we've gone this far, why not?" she agreed.
They got on the bed together. He stretched out and she looked at him adoringly.
"I sure like the sight of that cock of yours," she told him. "It looks like it needs to be sucked."
"I thought you never gave your husband blow jobs."
"I never did," she told him, "but that was only because he didn't want me to. I thought about it a lot of times. I think I would be good at it. I could put a lot of feeling and rhythm into it. That's what everything takes in life. Rhythm."
He nodded agreeably.
"All right, lover," he smiled, "now you get down there and start sucking on me."
She got below him and then went to work with her mouth. He enjoyed the way her mouth moved over his cock.
"That feels super," he told her. "Oh, Helen, now you're sucking. I've got another assignment for you. My ass needs a tongue job."
Helen pulled her mouth off his penis.
"You're going too far, young man," she told him. "You're one of those sickies. Who ever heard of licking out an ass-hole?"
"Some women do it real nice," he said. "They lick and lash their tongue gently around the bare ass cheeks and then they stiffen and stab it right up the ass-hole. Try it."
"How disgusting," she quipped. "I could never do such a thing."
"You'd be surprised what you could do if you had to," he told her. "Go ahead, try it."
She was pleasantly surprised now. For he was doing everything he could to convenience her. He raised up his ass cheeks and clasped them with his hands.
"I'm making it easy for you," he explained. "Now just start licking."
She let her tongue gently lash at his bare ass cheeks. He thrilled to the sensation of her tongue sliding back and forth across his bare behind.
"That feels super," he told her. "You know how to do it. That's just beautiful, baby. Keep sucking me."
She continued letting her tongue lick and lash all around his bare bottom.
"Suck my ass," he finally begged her. "Suck it good."
Her tongue stiffened and plunged right up his rectum. He was really enjoying this.
"Lick it," he told her. "Lick it and stick it."
She let her tongue slip and slide all around his bare bottom. Then she tongued him again. He enjoyed it most when she plunged her tongue right up his rectum. As long as she had such good rhythm he figured it wouldn't hurt her one iota if she pulled on his penis.
"Now, jerk it," he suggested, "while you are licking my ass-hole. Takes talent, Helen. Let's see if you can demonstrate for me."
At that point she reached for his penis. Her tongue continued slipping up his ass-hole while she pulled on his cock.
"It feels fantastic," he told her. "You've got the hand grip down cold. And your tongue is giving my ass a very good time."
He was pleased with her performance. She was equally delighted that he wanted to give her a good time.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "now you're really doing it. Keep sucking on my butt. Suck it."
She was sucking smoothly and pulling on his penis. With every upswing of her hand she could see his balls slide up. Then she decided she would enjoy sucking on his testicles. She pulled her tongue from his ass-hole and gently licked and nibbled at his balls. But that wasn't enough for Bill.
"Open your mouth and let them slip in," he suggested, "and lick them. I would really enjoy that."
She opened her mouth. Now she was gently caressing with her tongue as she sucked on them.
"Wow!" he told her. "That's beautiful. Go back to sucking my pecker. I'm gonna shoot in a minute."
At this point he was mouthing her. She loved it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want. Now, suck. Suck it off."
With feverish mouth movements she was sucking. He enjoyed the sensation enormously.
"Eat me," he begged her anxiously, "eat me. Come on, baby, suck it off."
The passionate pleasure that she was feeling at this point persisted. For she was waiting for him to spill his sperm load in her mouth.
"Suck it off," he told her, "suck it. That's it. Drain every drop of it. Oh, baby, eat it. Eat it off."
She wasn't going to take much longer. All of the sudden his hot cream exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, yes, yes, suck it."
As he splashed his seed in her mouth he watched while she ate him. It felt fantastic to have him shooting in her mouth. It was the most intimate connection to make with another human being. And to have him feeding her his cum juice from his heated balls pleased her.
Once she slid her mouth off him, she looked at him adoringly.
"You're beautiful," she whispered. "You really are."
The thrills that shot through her body at this point made her desire him. She wanted the sensation of his tongue slipping in her hot pussy hole. She wasn't afraid to tell him so either.
"Baby," she whispered, "I want you to suck my twat. Go ahead, honey."
She stretched out so her pussy was over his mouth.
"Suck me," she begged, "go ahead. Suck my pussy."
The erotic excitement that she felt surging through her loins had her shaking.
"Reach up and finger my breasts while you're eating my box," she suggested.
Skillfully he let his hands slip up to her bosoms. He played with her breasts, pinching the nipples, while he tongued her. She slid up and down his tongue as if it were a slippery slide. She could see he was sweating. It pleased her that he was getting this worked up. This was exactly the way she wanted him to feel.
"Eat me," she cried eagerly. "Oh, baby, suck me. Come on, suck me off."
The passion that she experienced now brought her to a hasty climax. Her pussy juice was tasty and he licked hungrily.
"Eat it," she whispered. "Oh, lover, lick me there. That's what I want you to do. Suck me."
He was sucking on her all right. And she was enjoying every erotic moment of it.
"Oh, darling," he whispered, "that's beautiful. Now you're doing it. Just like I like it."
The erotic thrills that he felt as he sucked her pussy dry pleased him. But there was one thing that troubled Helen. She noticed that he was paying a lot of attention to her ass. Finally he tongued her ass-hole. To her surprise, she liked it. He finger fucked her pussy at the same time.
"Oh, that feels so good," she told him. "Oh, baby, keep your tongue stabbing up there. I'll juice."
Sure enough, as he went on tonguing out her ass she got so excited that she did cum. He pressed his lips against her suction-cup style and devoured her.
Reaching back she felt of his cock.
"You've got another hard-on, honey," she whispered. "What are we gonna do about it?"
"That's up to you, sweetheart," he smiled. "We can take advantage of it if you want to." , 'Td love that," she told him. "It sounds delicious."
"No, I'm not gonna shoot it in your mouth," he assured her. "I want to shove it up your ass."
He slapped Helen's buttocks playfully. "You could never get that big pecker of yours up my small ass," she complained.
"Your ass-hole will stretch," he assured her. "Let me try it."
"Please," she shook her head, "don't do it."
He paid no attention.
"Honey, I'm gonna fuck your ass," he told her. "Now roll over."
Helen rolled over obediently. The young teenage stud gently massaged her buttocks. Then he bent over and started lapping and licking at her ass-hole.
"What are you doing?" she protested.
"Just getting it ready," he explained. "Now, baby, when I slip it up your behind, relax."
She glared at him.
"How could anyone relax with a big stick like that shoving up the ass-hole?"
"Don't worry about it," he told her. "It will go up easy."
She arranged herself so he could slip it to her. Then with a sly smile she turned back to him.
"Use some Vaseline."
"And you said you'd never been fucked here before?" he laughed as he slapped her buttocks. "Where is it?"
"Over there on the dresser," she explained, "in the lower right-hand drawer."
He went over to the dresser and pulled out the drawer. He found the Vaseline jar quickly.
"I'm gonna coat my cock with this," he told her, "and it's gonna slide up real nice."
He coated his penis with the Vaseline. Now he was prepared to ram it up her ass-hole.
She arched herself so he could conveniently slip it to her from behind. Clasping her buttocks he rammed forward. With a driving cock stab he thrust.
"Fuck it," he told her anxiously. "Fuck, baby, fuck."
The keen pleasure that he felt as his large penis plunged up her tight anal channel had him so excited he was afraid that he would spill his sperm too quickly. He slowed down the tempo of his cock stabs. Helen appreciated that.
"Come on, easy slider," she said. "Not so hard."
He slowed the tempo of his cock stabs. Helen was bending over all the way now. All he could see of her were her ass cheeks. He liked the sight of her churning hips. Apparently she had been drilled this way and was good at it.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Now you're fucking. Come on, fuck it."
With deep strokes he went on plunging into her. He was becoming more and more aroused every moment.
"Yes," he told her, "you're real groovy. Fuck it."
The erotic pleasure that he was discovering now as he went on pumping his penis, thrilled him.
"Yes," she told him, "that feels real good. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck it."
With insistent cock stabs he continued thrusting. She was becoming more and more aroused.
"Yes, baby," he exclaimed, "that's what I want you to do. Twist it." She ground her hips around. She was so excited now she was shaking.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I really enjoy it when I can stab up your butt like this. Fuck it for me. Fuck it good."
He was ramming it into her now with deep strokes. She loved the sensation.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Baby, fuck it off."
Suddenly he felt his cock exploding. Helen twisted. Her ass muscles clasped his cock.
"Oh, yes," she told him, "that feels super. Keep fucking me. I want to feel it. Oh, baby, now that you've stretched my ass-hole I love getting fucked this way."
He continued plunging up her. More sperm spurted from his penis shaft.
"Baby, I want to have you back. You're good at washing Walls."
He laughed as he finished fucking her ass-hole.
When he pulled out he asked her point blank, "Did you ever make it with any other kids?"
Helen shook her head.
"Cross my heart and hope to die, I never did," she assured him. "After all, you practically raped me."
"Raped you?" he chuckled. "You wanted it and you needed it. I gave you something you'd gotten used to with your husband. Don't feed me that line."
"I'm not feeding you any line," she assured him. "I'm just telling you the truth."
Even though she said it was the truth, he knew different. She was trying to paint a picture of herself as a woman who was practically immune to sexual overtures. However, Helen was a hot-blooded, oversexed female, bordering on a nymphomaniac. He could tell from the wild way her ass wiggled when he fucked her. It was strange how women liked to pretend they were such innocent creatures.
"You're afraid," he told her.
"I should be," she told him. "You're a minor."
"I'm not talking about someone else," he shook his head with a sly smile. "I'm talking about you. You're afraid of your own sexual cravings. You wanted to fuck me and suck me the minute I walked into your house today."
She didn't answer for a long moment. Finally she blurted out the truth.
"Yes, I guess that is the truth. I've wanted sex for such a long time. But I didn't know where to find it. Thank you, baby. Thank you."
She was kissing him all over now. He enjoyed it.
"You're taking me on a trip around the world with your mouth and tongue," he chuckled.
Before he knew what was happening, Helen was going down on his feet.
"Are you a foot sucker?" he laughed. "Hey, you're on my big toe. What are you trying to do?"
He straightened up and looked down. It was a strange sight to see Helen sucking on his toes.
"You're a wild woman," he told her, "but I like you."
CHAPTER NINE
Having scored so well with his first work assignment, Bill thought it might bring him luck if he talked to her about it.
"I've got a very good report on you from that last job you did," Miss McCoy told him. "Perhaps I can find you something else equally satisfying."
"I hope so," Bill winked.
"You're quite a fresh young man," she told him, "and I wish you wouldn't do that. It makes me nervous."
"Do I turn you on?" he smiled.
"I should say not," Miss McCoy shook her head. "You disgust me. All right, here's a place you could go to work."
She handed him another slip. Bill took the slip and on his way home from school he stopped by the house where the woman wanted help.
He went up to her neat-looking place with its white picket fence and green lawn and couldn't help notice that the lawn needed mowing. When he got in, however, he wasn't thinking about the lawn. He was thinking about the woman. For she was a stunning-looking gal with long blonde hair that fell to her shoulders.
"You look strong enough to mow the lawn and do some gardening for me," she observed. "The school sent you with a very high recommendation. I hope you live up to their expectations."
"If you give me the chance, I will," he told her. "By the way, what's your name?"
"Gloria," she smiled, "and you're Bill. All right, Bill, let's begin with the lawn. The mower is in the garage."
Gloria went with Bill to the garage. He could tell she had been drinking.
"You drink a lot?" he asked her under his breath.
"I beg your pardon," she said, feigning innocence.
"I asked you if you were an alcoholic or something," he told her. "You smell like a brewery."
"I have been drinking a little of late," she noted. "Nothing stronger than Triplejack."
"How many bottles a day do you put away?"
"I've never talked to a young high school boy like you," Gloria quipped quickly. "You have no respect for your elders."
"Sorry about that," he grinned.
"You're not sorry at all, you're impudent," she complained. "I don't know whether I want you to work for me or not."
"You're gonna miss a good thing if I don't work for you," he smiled.
"I'm not so sure," she shook her head as she watched him take the lawn mower and roll it out of the garage.
A few moments later Bill took off his shirt and tossed it aside. Now he was mowing the lawn industriously. As she went inside, she got out her bottle of Triplejack and began drinking again. She couldn't help admire the muscular young boy. He had such strength. She imagined what it would be like to roll around in bed with him. Her husband had neglected her something terrible since he had taken up with an office girl. He was always staying out late, claiming he was doing extra work at the office. But she knew it wasn't true. She'd hired a detective who'd tailed him and found out he was making it with a secretary.
This bothered her. It made her still wonder if she was attractive to men, so she thought it might not hurt to try something. She went up to her bedroom and found her most enticing black panties and bra. They were lace numbers that had gone out of style, but that didn't matter. Sex was always in style. And she felt they teased and tantalized enough if a boy was hot and hard. She would only give him a glimpse. But if he responded with that certain smile she would at least have the satisfaction of knowing she still could turn a man on. It was a dreadful thing Ronald had done to her. She would divorce him but she didn't know how she could carry on. Certainly she couldn't drink all day. That was the only good thing about Ronald. He did keep her well stocked up with booze. Perhaps he wanted her to destroy herself.
When Bill finished his mowing job he came into the house and she stood on the balcony above him. He looked up and caught sight of her standing there in her black lace panties and bra. His face reddened and he was getting an erection.
"Don't look at me like that," Gloria complained.
"I can't help it," he smiled, "I'm only human. Looking at you from this angle makes me think of you-know-what."
"I'm certain I don't know what you're talking about," she said. "Now did you do your work?"
"Take a look for yourself, lady," he said, still focusing his eyes on her beautiful bosoms and glancing down to her vagina every now and then.
She walked over to the window and he observed her ass cheeks. She would be a good ass fuck, too, Bill figured.
Glancing out the window she could see that he had done a magnificent job of mowing the lawn. It hadn't looked that good in ages.
"Fine job," she told him, "now how much do I owe you?"
Without saying another word, Bill ran up the stairs. He looked at her hungrily.
"You don't owe me a thing," he told her. "That is, if you'll take it out in trade."
"You're very bold," she asserted quietly, "and I'm not interested in getting involved with you sexually. Perhaps you young people nowadays think every older person is eager to experience sex with a juvenile. I'm not. You probably are dirty."
"I'll take a shower and wash it off for your pussy," he told her. "But how do I know you keep it clean?"
"You talk obscene," she shuddered. "Now get out of here. I don't think I owe you a thing. You owe me an apology."
"I'm gonna fuck you," he told her, "and I mean fuck you. Baby, let's go in the bedroom. Your husband won't be home right away. And if he does come home, I can always say that you asked me."
Gloria was feeling frustration. For both emotions were surging through her. The emotion of desire and the opposite emotion of disgust. It was hard to know which emotion was winning out as the young boy pressed himself against her body.
"I wish you wouldn't do that, Bill," she whispered. "Please, don't."
Bill paid no attention. He knew what he wanted. He wanted her.
"I want you, baby," he exclaimed. "I want to fuck you. I want to suck you. I want to love you."
He tore off her black lace bra and then ripped her panties apart.
"Now look what you've done," she shook her head as tears rolled down her cheeks. "You're trying to rape me. You're a sex maniac."
"You're in luck, lady, I am," he told her. "You need a good screwing. I'll bet your husband turns off you when you drink like this. Well, I've got a cock that doesn't care. Get over there on the bed and I'll stick it in you."
She didn't care for the young boy's crude ways. But as she observed him pulling off his pants and saw him take off his shorts and stand there bare-ass naked with his thick prick dangling between his legs, she realized he might not be bad in bed.
"All right," she agreed, "but remember, you are forcing me. This is against my free will."
She stretched out on the bed and didn't make a fuss. Bill got on top of her. He straddled her. Grasping his penis he slowly brushed it back and forth across her pussy. She enjoyed the feeling of his cock. She was waiting for that moment when he would thrust it into her. Finally he plunged his rigid male member into her vagina. Her pussy muscles gripped his cock. She was massaging it now as best she could.
"Fuck me," she urged him, "go ahead, tiger. Fuck me."
He was fucking her now with vigorous jabs. She was enjoying it. Her hips revolved as she pushed back to meet his driving cock stabs.
"Right on," he told her. "It feels fantastic. Fuck it."
He went on thrusting and she was more and more aroused.
"I love it when you do it like that," he told her. "That's wild. Keep screwing me. Oh, baby, now you're fucking. Just like I like it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With repeated cock stabs he went on sliding his thick shaft into her.
Reaching back she clasped his ass cheeks. She held onto them tightly and squeezed them.
"Finger my butt," he told her. "I like it when my prostate gland is getting a massage."
Parting Bill's ass crack, she let her finger slip between his buttocks. She pressed her finger until it slid to his tight anal ring. With full force she eased it up his ass-hole.
"Oh, that feels nice," he told her. "You fuck me and I fuck you."
A smile swept across his face as he went into her.
"Beautiful," she told him. "Oh, baby, I love it."
Her pussy muscles clutched his sliding shaft. She had a nice way of grasping his thick prick and squeezing it and then releasing it.
"You know how to fuck," he told Gloria. "You've been around."
She smiled suggestively. She brushed her big breasts back and forth across his chest. He enjoyed that erotic sensation.
"Feels good," he told her. "Real good."
She went on exciting him.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's just like I like it."
His cock thrust into her with piston precision. And her hands went on gripping his ass cheeks.
"I like it when you play with my ass," he told her.
She continued grasping and squeezing his buttocks. Now he was closing in on climax. Suddenly his hot white cream shot into her pussy. She twisted around.
"Yes, yes," she gasped as she juiced with him.
When he pulled his cock out of her he looked down at her. "This is what you called me over here for," he told her. "A lot of you women apparently are not getting screwed enough."
"My husband says I'm frigid," Gloria complained.
"I've got news for him," he laughed.
CHAPTER TEN
When Bill got home that night, his mother was tense and nervous. She did her best not to let on how nervous she felt. She fixed the dinner and served it and didn't say a word about where he had been so long. Finally she blurted it out.
"Where have you been?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You have the scent of another woman on you," she complained.
"How can you tell?"
"That's Intimate cologne," she complained, "and who have you been getting intimate with?"
He laughed.
"Maybe it was my geometry teacher."
"Don't tell me you're putting the make on her, too?" his mother shook her head. "At least you might get a good grade in geometry for once."
"Sorry to disappoint you," he told her, "but it wasn't my geometry teacher. It was someone else."
He got away from the table and went into the living room and turned on the television. He placed his feet on the cocktail table in front of the sofa and didn't pay any attention to her.
His mother finished the dishes and put them in the dish washer and then she came into the living room and sat down beside him.
"I'm beginning to feel neglected," she complained. "You never pay any attention to me. Why is that, darling?"
"I'm sorry," he told her, "I really am."
Then she reached over and began fondling his penis in his pants. This annoyed him but it also stimulated him.
"What are you trying to do?" he asked, fastening his eyes on the TV set and not paying any attention to her.
"Let me suck it while you watch television," she begged him.
He nodded. She unzipped his fly, pulled out his cock and then began sucking slowly. He enjoyed the warmth of her mouth. She reached in, brought out his balls and fondled them, too.
"That feels real nice," he told her. "Suck it."
It pleased her that he asked her to suck on him. Her head bobbed up and down as she got stimulated herself.
Suddenly he got another idea. He thought it would be more fun to have a sixty-nine session on the bed.
"Pull your mouth off my pecker," he told her.
She pulled her mouth off his penis and looked at him.
"Just as you were about to explode. I was waiting for that heavy load, honey. You disappointed me."
"Not for long," he assured her. "We can go up to the bedroom and have a nice two-way suck."
"That sounds delicious," she grinned. They went up to the bedroom. It didn't take her long to get out of her clothes.
"You're sure hot tonight," he observed.
"Well, you should be horny, too," she told him. "You haven't had sex with me for some time."
He didn't say another word. He knew very well how much playing around he had done, but he wasn't going to tell her a thing about it. That was for sure.
As he peeled off his shorts, she looked at his rigid cock. Certainly he couldn't have a hard-on like that if he'd been doing it with another woman. Going over to him she reached for his penis. She slowly stroked it.
"Oh, that feels so good," she smiled. "If there's one thing I like, it's a big prick in my hand. But I like it even more when it's pumping in my pussy, in my mouth and in my ass-hole."
"You just like to get fucked," he laughed.
They stretched out together on the bed. She suggested he try another position.
"Baby, why don't you straddle me. I will lie on my back. Then I can play with your ass and lick it and suck your nuts and eat your cock."
He nodded agreeably. Then he rolled over and straddled her. He got his ass right over her face. She reached for the pillow. She placed it under her head. He lowered his behind over her.
"Suck it," he told her, "suck."
He enjoyed the feel of her tongue whipping around his bare ass cheeks. He liked it even more when her tongue licked up his ass crack. Then she stiffened her tongue and penetrated his ass-hole. He figured it was only fair to return the favor.
Gripping her buttocks he gently eased them apart with his caressing tongue lashes. She enjoyed it when his tongue found her anal channel. Plunging his tongue right up her rectum, he moved it swiftly back and forth. She enjoyed the erotic excitement he was providing.
"Oh, beautiful," he told her. "That feels super."
She enjoyed the sensation of the tongue slipping gingerly in and out.
Now he was so excited he could hardly stand it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know where it's at."
They were getting more and more aroused every moment.
"Come on," he told her, "suck it. That's what I want you to do. Suck."
He was pleased. He was enjoying it enormously and so was she.
"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "you're doing it just fine. Suck my butt."
When she'd finished giving him a good tongue fucking, she pulled out and whipped her tongue gingerly around his hairy, swelling balls. She reached for his cock and pulled on it. She liked to be in this position. She massaged his ass cheeks with one hand, while she pulled on his penis with the other and sucked his balls with her mouth. She was busy. At the same time he was inserting his fingers in her pussy. He was playing with her clit by squeezing it. She enjoyed the feel of his fingers pinching her clit while his tongue flipped excitedly all around her bare ass. Finally he penetrated her ass-hole with his tongue. She enjoyed the tongue-fucking movements. It was erotic excitement of the highest sort.
Now the two of them were aroused all the way.
"Suck," he told her. "Suck."
She sucked his balls magnificently. Finally she let them ease from her mouth and she went down on his penis. He loved the feel of her mouth sucking him in. Her tongue whipped lightly back and forth across the meaty head of his penis. She let her tongue tickle the tip of his cock. He enjoyed it immensely. So did she. Then it was time for him to get his big charge.
"Wow!" he exclaimed. "This is fantastic. Keep it up."
She loved the way he thrust his cock right down her throat. Even though she momentarily thought she would choke on his cock, she figured it would be a good way to go in a splash of sperm.
He went on jabbing his meat down her throat. Now he was tongue fucking her pussy. He flipped his tongue back and forth across her clit. Then he let his teeth bear down gently on her inflamed love button. At the same time he was fingering her ass-hole. She appreciated all of the attention he was giving her. She was getting hotter every erotic moment.
"Oh, mom, suck my cock," he panted as he got more aroused. "Suck it. I'm gonna shoot a wad. Suck. Suck my dick. Suck it off."
Passionately he was panting now as he thrust. She reached up and clasped his ass cheeks and squeezed them adoringly as she finished blowing him. She knew it couldn't be much longer until his hot white sperm would splash in her mouth. She could hardly wait for that super-erotic moment when she could taste him.
"Suck it off," he panted. "Suck. Suck it. Suck, suck, suck!"
His voice was rising frantically now as the thrills electrified his body. His spine was tingling and his balls were on fire as his penis plunged hard down her throat and he exploded.
"I'm cuming," he gasped excitedly. "Eat me. Swallow it. Oh, wow. Suck it off. Every drop of it. Drain it."
She was eating his cum load. He was thrilled that she got such a big charge out of draining his penis.
Then he returned to licking at her pussy. She enjoyed the way his hot tongue swept around her vagina. It flipped back and forth across the fur-trimmed triangle. Then he drove it inside once more. Now he was licking like a sex maniac, up and down her clit. She thrilled to this and her body trembled and shook as he went on sucking hard. Suddenly she was juicing. As she came, he sucked harder. She was thrilled that he thought so much of her that he seemed to want to do everything.
When he had finished draining her pussy, he wanted to fuck her ass. He was so fascinated with her ass-hole that he could never let it alone. First he sucked on it. Then he announced his intention.
"I've got to stick my slippery dick up there," he told her, "and have some fun with it. I hope you don't mind?"
She shook her head and smiled willingly. Then he once more annointed his cock with Vaseline. Returning, he flipped it smoothly between her upraised ass cheeks. She was responding. He slowly eased it into the sensitive flesh. When he noticed she tensed as he was about to insert his penis, he told her quietly, "Relax. I'll slip it in slow. That's it. Just take it easy."
With a hard jab he rammed forward. "Fuck it," he told her finally, "and fuck it good."
With a deep, penetrating cock stab, he thrust into her. She loved the feeling of it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that feels fantastic. You're a real super fuck."
He was ramming it into her with hard, driving cock stabs. She loved it.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck. Twist your butt. That's the way to do it. Grind your hips."
Clasping her ass cheeks, he rammed it into her hard. She responded just as he wanted her to. She was twisting now and he went on thrusting forward.
"Keep your ass moving," he told her. "That's how I like it. Now you're doing it. Keep fucking. Yes. That's it. Straight away. Right ahead. Oh, fuck, fuck."
She loved the way he was ramming into her. It was amazing how well he could drive it into her.
"Give it to me," she begged him. "Every fucking inch. Ram it in there. I want to feel it. Come on, baby, you can't give me enough of your cock. I want it. I want the balls, I want everything."
If he could have gotten his balls up her ass-hole he would have stuffed them, too. But that was impossible. Nevertheless, they slapped against her ass as he fucked her hard. He bent over and gripped her breasts. He squeezed them and focused on the nipples as he became more aroused. Now he was plunging like a savage. She didn't think she could stand it much longer. It was hard for her to breathe. But he wanted it so badly that he kept doing it.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck. That's the way. Keep fucking. Now you're doing it. Oh, yes. I love it. Just like that. Fuck it. Fuck it off."
With intense cock stabs he went on ramming. Finally his cock exploded. As the hot cream streamed up her ass-hole, she squeezed.
"Yes," he panted as he passionately slapped her ass cheeks, "that's like I like it. Now you're really turning on. Fuck it off."
He eased his cock from her ass-hole.
"You're beautiful," he whispered, "you really are."
Some of his cum dripped on her butt. He wiped it off carefully. He lay down and rested.
"I've got to tell you the truth," he finally admitted. "I've been horsing around with some other women."
She leaped off the bed as if a bee had stung her.
"Fine thing, after I've given you a fabulous fuck," she quipped.
She stormed out of the bedroom.
"Mom," he called out after her, "I'm sorry."
It was too late. She was getting dressed to go out on the town. He knew she would really tie one on that night. He wasn't mistaken. He could hardly sleep. Finally he did drift off to a troubled sleep. But he was awakened by some loud talking at three o'clock in the morning. He listened to a black man talking to his mother.
"You sure you want to have a black dick sticking in you?" he chuckled.
"I'm partial to black meat, honey," she told him. "I was born and bred in New Orleans. Got used to it in the French Quarter."
"You like to suck cock?" he laughed.
"I like to suck everything," she giggled. "Come to the bedroom, baby, I'll give you a good time. You got the money I mentioned?"
"Sure, if you've got the hot mouth, I've got the money," he laughed. "But I'm not gonna pay you till you do it."
"I don't work that way," she shook her head. "You show me the color of your money and I give you my mouth."
He complainingly agreed. He gave her forty dollars. The young son was furious. For he recognized that his mother's anger had caused her to get involved with a strange sexual situation.
Finally when he figured they were in the act, he decided he was going to tiptoe down to the room and peek.
He did just that. He let the bedroom door swing open silently. Even though it was just a couple of inches, he could see plenty. There was the black man with his ass upraised on a couple of pillows.
"Go ahead and eat my ass," he told her. "My black ass tastes good, they tell me."
Her tongue penetrated his hot, tight black ass-hole. It amazed him that she would do anything and everything. She was clasping his buttocks as she tongued him.
"Suck ass, sweetie," he told her. "That's how you do it, honey. Suck ass. Suck it good."
He was more and more aroused at this moment. Her tongue was stabbing up his ass-hole. And at the same time her hands gripped his bare black buttocks. She was reaching now for his penis. She pulled on his throbbing male member.
"Suck ass, sweetie," he told her. "Suck it good."
She was sucking him hard now. He was getting more and more turned on.
"Yes," he told her, "that's how you do it. Suck me. Oh, baby, now you're licking my butt. Suck it off."
She went on sucking his ass-hole and finally she pulled his big cock to her mouth. He loved watching his big black penis disappear into her mouth. She started sucking slowly, nursing it.
"Eat me," he begged her. "That's the way, baby. Eat my dick. Suck it off."
Passionately she let her mouth move up and down the length of his huge, shiny, black shaft. Her son watched carefully.
"Oh, wow!" he told her. "Can you ever give good head. Come on, baby, show me what a good cock sucker you are. Suck it off."
Her head bobbed up and down on the long black male member. At the same time she was tugging on his big black balls. It got young Bill so excited that he couldn't help feeling his balls tense and his cock lengthen. He reached for his penis. He began pulling on it. It was obvious he was really aroused. He cupped his balls in one hand and pulled on his cock with the other. No doubt about it, watching her go down on this big black dude turned him on full speed. He wished he could go in and fuck her ass-hole while she was sucking off his cock. But he knew he didn't dare.
Finally, he figured it wouldn't hurt. He barged into the bedroom.
"Hey, let me fuck your ass," he told her as he slapped her buttocks.
Using his spit for lubrication, he slid it across his cock. Then he mounted her. The black man' didn't care.
"Join the party," he laughed. "We'll have an orgy."
The young boy plunged his penis up her ass-hole while she continued sucking the black man's long shiny cock.
"Eat my pecker," he told her. "Lick it. Come on, sweetheart, lick my joy stick. Suck it off. Get that juice. I've got a black dick and some white cream. It's ready to erupt."
All at once the white sperm shot into her mouth. At the same time she could feel Bill's thick penis plunging up her tight anal channel. She wiggled her butt. It was a pleasurable sensation to have cum shooting in her mouth while her ass was getting a good fuck.
She wiggled her butt some more and she knew that it wouldn't be much longer until Bill got his gun off. Finally he clasped her ass cheeks, rammed it in hard and exploded high up her rectum.
Slowly he withdrew his penis from her ass-hole. He got off the bed and left the room immediately.
She turned and looked at him sadly. For she knew that he wouldn't have much respect left for her.
Immediately the black dude asked who that was.
"A young lover," she laughed.
"It wasn't your son by any chance, was it?"
"Certainly not," she shook her head. "I don't have any children."
"Good thing a tart like you doesn't," he told her. " 'Cause you're an oversexed nympho. You know that, don't you?"
"I guess so," she said reluctantly.
"Well, I'll tell ya," he told her. "And now, baby, let me have a crack at your ass. I like to fuck ass, too."
He got on her next.
"Hey, that fucker shot you a good load," he smiled as he slid in smoothly. "It's easy riding."
Sure enough, he stretched her ass out, as well as lined it with his thick, juicy cum. It was not easy for the black man to slip his big thick cock right up her rectum.
"Fuck," he told her. "Fuck, baby, fuck."
He was ramming it to her in hard, deep strokes.
"Baby, twist for me," he told her. "That's how you do it. Grind your hips around. Oh, sweetheart, now you're fucking. Twist it."
She ground her hips around. He went on plunging his long, hard shaft into her. She was getting more aroused every moment.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "it's beautiful. I never had a tighter ass fuck. Fuck it."
With intense cock stabs he went on thrusting. She was so excited now she was trembling. But she wasn't going to stop for anything. She wanted to have him do it. Reaching out he got her breasts. She liked the feeling of his big chest pushing against her back as his hands clasped her bosoms and squeezed them in an erotic manner. At the same time his huge black penis was being swallowed up by her ass-hole. She was more than willing to give him everything he expected.
"Fuck," he whispered. "Fuck it. Twist your butt, baby. That's the way. Give me a good time."
He enjoyed the erotic excitement that her ass was providing him. Soon he was getting his gun off.
"I'm cuming," he gasped excitedly. "Oh, baby, milk it. I'm there."
His hot white cream spurted up her ass-hole. Her ass muscles seized his long, sliding black shaft and squeezed.
"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically, "that's how you do it, baby. Give it to me. Fuck it off."
The intense pleasure that she felt at this point was matched only by his erotic desire. For he wanted to continue thrusting. Apparently there was more cream in his cock. She was more than willing to let him get it out.
"Hey, baby," he whispered, "there's more juice where that came from. Keep your tail twisting. I'm gonna give you a nice fuck. Keep it up."
She recognized that as far as he was concerned she was just another piece of ass. But she was a good one. And she wanted to give him the best she could.
Once more she churned her hips around. Her ass muscles seized his cock. She was squeezing him now. He was becoming more and more aroused.
"Keep it up, baby," he panted. "Yes. That's the way, darling. Keep fucking. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Come on, baby, fuck it off. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With penetrating cock stabs he went on thrusting up her ass. His big black balls bounced on her creamy white ass cheeks. He was squeezing her tits once more and then one hand reached down to pat her moistening pussy. Two fingers were inserted in her vagina. He was fingering her snatch.
"Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me."
He nodded and laughed.
"Yes, baby," he told her, "I'm thrilling you. I'm almost there. Come on. Get it."
Suddenly his hot white sperm load shot up her ass-hole. She squeezed his cock. Creamy sperm lined her ass and made it easy sliding. He liked to slip it back and forth in her cum-coated butt.
Finally he finished. Then when he'd slid his cock smoothly out of her butt and she rolled over, he threw her legs over his shoulders as he buried his mouth in her pussy.
"Eat me," she cried ecstatically. "Yes, tiger. Put your tongue in there and suck. Flip it around."
He flipped his tongue back and forth around her clit. Then his teeth bore down. He thrilled and excited her with his erotic tongue movements.
"Yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Suck. Suck, baby, suck."
The frenzied feelings that she felt racing through her body had her totally excited now.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you've got me. Keep it up. That's what I want. Now you're doing it, darling. Yes. Come on."
It was almost more than she could stand. All of the sudden she was cuming. As her pussy juices flowed freely, he looked at her.
"Oh you're beautiful," he told her. "You really are, baby."
Now she was reaching out for his head. She held him pinned over her pussy as he lapped her up like a hungry animal.
At last he withdrew his tongue. She unwrapped her legs from his shoulders. She lay down beside him.
"Did I taste good?" she asked in a husky voice.
"You know it," he told her. "Real good. I want your tongue sticking in my ass again, honey. I couldn't get enough of that. Just go down and massage my butt and lick my ass."
She figured she would give him his money's worth. She went to the bathroom and applied some oil to her bosoms. Then she came back and applied oil to his black ass cheeks. She brushed her slippery breasts across his black butt. He loved the sensation of her big bosoms crushing against his slippery black ass cheeks.
"Oh, wow," he told her, "that feels sensational. Keep sliding those big tits across my ass. I love it. Oh, baby, that's super. Keep crushing those big tits against me."
She went on letting her breasts slip and slide across his bare bottom. Then she added something. She let her tongue slip to his ass crack. His slippery ass cheeks were upraised now so she could gain access to his ass crack.
Her tongue flipped right up his ass crack. He loved the erotic sensation it caused. But what he loved even more was the moment when her tongue plunged right up his rectum.
"Eat my ass-hole," he begged her. "Come on, baby, suck my butt. Suck it."
She flipped her tongue gingerly around his ass-hole. It was so exciting he could hardly stand it.
"Baby," he whispered, "that's what I want you to do. Eat my bottom. Come on, baby, suck my ass-hole."
The passionate tongue lashing that she was giving him had him shaking.
"Beautiful," he told her. "That's how I love it. Oh, honey, now you're really eating ass."
When she had finished sucking his ass, she pulled out. Then she went back to his balls. He rolled over so she could clasp his cock and suck him again. She flipped her tongue back and forth around his huge penis shaft. Then she licked up and down the length of it. Next she let her tongue slide across his balls. He loved it. Then she figured she could jack him off so he could shoot in her mouth. She began pulling on his long, black spear. She held it in her mouth. Just the head, of it. And she kept on gripping the huge, pulsating cock and pumping.
"Oh, wow!" he panted. "You sure know how. Come on, pull it off. Pull it off and I'll spill my seed in your mouth. That's what I need. Now you're doing it. Suck it. Suck, baby, suck. Come on. Suck it off."
All at once his juices exploded. A surge of white-hot cream flashed into her mouth. She was sucking and gobbling and choking on his creamy thick cum.
"Eat me," the black man panted as he reached down and held her in place. His head was rolling back and forth across the pillow as he held her locked in his loins. She was right where she wanted to be. She was enjoying it. As a matter-of-fact, she massaged his balls and decided she would slip her index finger up his ass-hole. A good prostate massage would add to his pleasure, she reasoned.
She let her finger slide up his ass crack. He loved it when she finally slid past his tight anal ring and began caressing his prostate gland.
"Do it, baby," he told her excitedly. "Yes. Finger my ass. Play with my nuts. Suck my cock off. Suck it quick. That's it, sweetheart. Suck it off."
His hot white cream splashed in her mouth. She gulped greedily.
"Yes, baby," he told her. "Suck it off. Now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Suck it. Suck it off. Every drop of it, darling. Suck it. Oh, wow! Suck my creamy dick stick. Suck it off."
This was the way he liked it. Hot, wild sex.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how good this feels to me. Suck every bit of it."
Finally she finished blowing him. Then she slowly eased her finger out of his ass-hole.
"That's what I call fun," he told her, "and I wish you'd rub those big, slippery titties across my chest. I just want to feel 'em slipping and sliding. You like sex games and so do I."
She moved on up his body. She let her slippery big bosoms brush back and forth across his chest. He enjoyed the erotic sensation of her great breasts doing this for him. At the same time he was pressing his thighs against her thighs. His hands were caressing her back.
"I like your ass," he told her. "I like your mouth. I love your pussy. It's sweet and delicious."
He went on making a big fuss over her. Her young son came downstairs again. He wanted to tell him to get out. But he didn't. Instead, he watched as his mother rubbed her well-oiled bosoms across the black man's hairy chest.
"I'm partial to a black man," she told him. "I like to lick on that big old dick of yours."
"You like licorice, honey?" he smiled.
"You know it," she told him, "and I'm partial to thick, heavy cream. I like it best when it's served hot. I like to have it shot into my mouth."
He laughed. He went on playing with her breasts and her ass cheeks.
"We've got to get together when my old lady leaves town," he told her. "You come around to my place and we'll fuck all weekend. How about that?"
"Not a bad idea," she told him. "That is, if I can make it."
She was worried. She was coming out of her drunken stupor. She thought that her son might be furious if he realized what was going on. But she tried to remain calm.
Finally the black man told her he had to leave. After he was gone, she was confronted by her young son, Bill. He barged into her bedroom and cried out, "Whore! Tramp! Good-for-nothing rotten whore!"
"Look who's talking," she shook her head. "You little mother fucker. How dare you talk to me that way. After all the playing around you've done. We had something beautiful going. But you've turned sex into something evil and awful. I hate you. I hate you."
"The feeling is mutual," he told her, "and some way, somehow, I'm gonna make you pay for what you've done to me. You played with my emotions. You knew what you were doing tonight. You were torturing me bringing that black stud home. You tried to make me feel as though I'm not as good as he is. What the fuck are you trying to prove?"
"I just wanted a good time, baby," she said, "and I figured he could give me a good time. I'm sorry if I've hurt you."
"The only thing you're sorry for," he told her, "is that you couldn't have made me feel worse. You're a damn fucking sadist. I learned about that at the sex education class at school. A sadist is a person who enjoys seeing another person suffering. And that's exactly what you are, mom. I hate you for what you've done to me."
"Now, baby," she countered, "I gave you a good time, too, didn't I?"
"But you're not loyal," he snapped back. "I thought I could, look up to you. But look what you've done now. Having sex with a black stud. Fucking him every which way. That's not being loyal."
"It's being loyal to my own desires," she smiled slyly. "I was just doing what comes naturally."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Bill knew that he had to do something about his sex life. For he was becoming much too concerned about everything he was doing. The only appropriate thing that he could think of was to get away from his mom. He figured that hitchhiking might be the answer.
He got out on the highway and began hiking. It didn't take long before a girl stopped. She was driving a beautiful car and was eager to give him a lift.
"Hi, tiger," she said, "where can I take you?"
"I'm just going away," he said nervously.
"Running away from home?"
"How did you know?"
"That concerned look on your face," she exclaimed. "Baby, I've seen it before. I like young boys. Especially boys who want to run away from home."
He looked at her and smiled. Then he figured that he would try something. He reached down and began unzipping his fly.
"Are you one of those flashers?" she grinned.
"In a way," he smiled.
"Let me see it," she told him. "I dig young cock. My husband is impotent and he can't give it to me. I've been needing a good fuck for a long time."
He smiled at her abrupt ways. It was apparent to him that she wasn't kidding. She reached over when he began stroking himself.
"You shouldn't have to do that," she told him. "I'll take care of that."
He got worried. She had one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on his cock.
"I said I wanted to go away," he told her, "but not forever. Judging from the way you're pulling on my prick, I will slide into eternity."
She pulled on it hard. Then she deliberately drove off the freeway and up a quiet street.
"Go up there where they're building those new homes," he suggested.
"Sure, baby," she agreed.
She thought it might be fun to get out and have sex in one of the unfinished buildings. This bothered Bill. He thought she must be whacky on sex.
"You off your rocker or something?" he demanded.
"No way, tiger," she assured him. "I just have a strange thing about fucking and sucking. I like to try it different ways at different times."
He was pleased with the general idea.
"That doesn't sound bad to me," he told her. "It really doesn't."
Now she was giving him a demonstration of all she could do. Her hand was gently caressing his cock and his balls.
"Do it," he told her. "Go ahead and play with my balls."
Her hand was manipulating his testicles. He was becoming more and more aroused.
"I love that," he told her, "I really do."
At this point he told her to stop.
"If we're gonna get out and go over to one of those empty buildings and do it," he told her, "quit now. My pecker's about to explode."
"That would be a waste," she assured him. "I want it to spill in my mouth. I'm a sperm lover."
Bill did his best to get his cock back in his shorts and his pants zipped up. It wasn't easy as he had such a tremendous hard-on. However, once he completed the task, he looked at her hungrily.
"I want to eat you," he told her.
"Later," she said as she got out of the car.
He followed her. He enjoyed looking at her. She had a sensuous body and the pantsuit outfit she was wearing showed her off to good advantage. The purple velvet pantsuit fitted tightly and snugly around her ass. He figured that before the evening was over he would make it up her ass-hole.
She had other ideas. When they got into one of the deserted rooms that was sheltered, she opened her purse and pulled out a cigarette.
"Like a weed, lover?"
"I'm not a dope addict," he told her.
"I'm not either," she assured him with a quiet smile. "I just like to take a puff now and then."
Soon the two of them were smoking. She had talked him into it. Now he was willing to let her do anything. She unzipped his fly for him. Then she bent over and started tugging on his penis.
"You want to suck it, you can," he told her.
She nodded and smiled.
"Take off everything," she told him. "I want to lick all around your ass."
It pleased him that she was so willing to satisfy him.
"What's your name?"
"I'm a rock record star," she explained, "so I can't tell you. Let's just say I'm a fucker anonymous."
He nodded and smiled as he unfastened his belt, pulled down his pants. She could see his cock bulging in his close-fitting cotton shorts. She could hardly wait for him to give her what she wanted. Now she was ready, willing and able.
Bill stretched out on his T-shirt and his pants. He was totally nude now. He put his legs up in the air and told her to get down there and lick his ass-hole for him.
She was more than willing. She slid her hands under his ass cheeks. She let her tongue slide back and forth around his ass crack.
Then reaching for his cock, she jacked him off while she rimmed his ass.
"That feels super," he told her. "Stick your tongue up my ass crack. Go right ahead, honey. That's the way I like it. Suck my ass-hole for me.
Her tongue plunged right up his rectum. He enjoyed the sensation of her tongue stabbing up his ass-hole. But what he enjoyed even more was the way she was jacking his penis. She had a rhythmic hand grasp. She sure knew how to give him a good tongue fuck.
When she'd finished tonguing his ass, she flipped her tongue back and forth around his testicles. Then she sucked them both in and silently, slowly, licked them.
All the while she was stroking. She changed the tempo of her jack job. She knew that if she pulled on his penis too quickly he would explode in her hand. That wasn't what she wanted. She would have licked the cream off her hand if she had to. But what she really wanted was to have the sperm delivered personally from his penis to her mouth. She felt it was her need to have him spill his seed in her mouth so she could suck it dry.
They were hot for it now.
"Hey, baby," he told her, "you're beautiful."
She went on pulling on his penis. Then she did what he wanted. She brought her mouth even with his cock. Slowly she tickled the tip of it with her tongue. She didn't immediately slide down over it. That troubled him. Why didn't she go right after it the way he wanted her to ? At last she let her mouth slip down the length of his penis.
"Suck me," he told her .anxiously. "Suck me. Yes. That's the way I like it. Now you're sucking. Come on, baby, suck me good."
She was sucking smoothly on his long main-stem. He appreciated the talent that she displayed as she went down on him.
"Yes, baby," he told her eagerly, "that's the way I like it. Now you're licking. Suck. Suck it."
Her head moved up and down. He enjoyed the fact that she fingered his ass while she was doing his dick.
"Beautiful," he told her. "I'm gonna shoot my wad in your mouth in a minute. Keep sucking, honey. That's the way I like it. Suck my cock off."
His hands reached down to hold her. He held her in place while he went on fucking her face.
"Eat it," he panted as his hot cum shot down her throat. She gulped joyously. The erotic excitement that he felt as she ate him was more than he'd ever experienced before. He realized she had a super way of using her mouth, her teeth and her tongue. She bit his penis lightly. That only added to his erotic delight.
Once she'd finished sucking him off and pulled her mouth off his penis, she looked at him.
"Baby, I want you to eat my box. Okay?"
He nodded and smiled. The beautiful girl began undressing. And then when she was totally nude, she lowered herself right over his face. She pushed her pussy to his mouth. Instantly his hands clasped her ass cheeks. His tongue flipped gingerly back and forth across her vagina. Then he fingered her ass-hole while he tongued her pussy.
"Beautiful," she told him. "Oh, baby, that's like I like it. Now you're doing it."
The erotic excitement that he derived at this point had him shaking.
"Keep it up," she told him. "Keep licking my snatch. Oh, baby, you know how. That's what I want you to do."
He was so excited now he was trembling. His tongue continued thrusting in and out of her hot pussy. Suddenly she was juicing. Her hands reached down and gripped his head and held him in place. He loved the delicious pussy juice as it poured into his mouth.
Once he'd finished sucking her, he knew he had to fuck her again.
"Baby, you've got me wild," he told her. "I could fuck a bull's ass-hole."
"Wouldn't you rather have mine?" she smiled as she patted her behind.
"Now you're talking," he told her. "I was hoping you'd say that."
She was only too eager to give him the opportunity to thrust his huge shaft up her.
"Baby," he told her, "you just stretch your gorgeous body out and let me get in there."
Rolling over, the beautiful girl raised her ass up so he could obtain entrance. Gripping her buttocks he slowly eased himself so he could slip his penis right up her ass-hole.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck."
With a hard, driving cock stab, he rammed into her. She loved it.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Just like I like it. Now you're doing it."
He was ramming it to her with savage force. Having used his own saliva to moisten his penis, it slid in smoothly. He enjoyed the way she wiggled her butt as he went on plunging into her.
"Play with my breasts when you're fucking my butt," she suggested.
He bent over. He reached for her bosoms. Then one hand swept down to her pussy. Two fingers slid into her vagina and he was fingering her hole.
"Yes, baby," she urged him on. "That's what I like. Now you're doing it. Come on, fuck me."
With deep strokes he went on assaulting her ass. She continued twisting her behind. He loved the way her ass moved as he fucked.
"Right on," he told her. "Now you're screwing. Baby, you're beautiful. Fuck it off."
Her wiggling ass brought him around. All of the sudden he was shooting.
"I'm cuming," he cried. "Oh, baby, milk my pecker."
Her ass muscles clamped on his penis. She squeezed hard. Hot juices flowed freely from her. She was dripping. His fingers enjoyed playing with her clit as she juiced.
Now that it was over he slowly eased himself out of her. She looked at him adoringly.
"I enjoyed that. I really did."
A happy smile formed on his face.
"I'm glad you liked it," he told her.
He pulled his penis from her ass. Then he rolled over and she lit another cigarette.
"I smoke this stuff because it permits me to do anything," she smiled.
"That's nice," he told her.
As he lay there, she began pulling on his penis.
"I'm gonna show you how good I am at jacking it," she said.
To his surprise she opened her purse and pulled out a small container of oil. Then she massaged the oil into his cock and balls. Next she gripped his cock with one hand and pulled on his testicles with the other. The slippery movements of her hand pulling on his cock at this point had him trembling with passionate excitement.
"Jerk quick," he told her. "Come on, baby, that's how you do it. Pull on it."
With methodical movements she went on pulling. He was more and more aroused.
"Oh, baby, you're beautiful," he told her. "I love it. You're doing it just fine."
The erotic excitement he felt was bringing him closer and closer to a climax.
"Fuck it off," he told her. "Baby, that's beautiful. Now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Come on, baby, fuck it."
He lay back. He closed his eyes. He enjoyed just feeling her hand pulling on his slippery cock. He loved the way her finger tips massaged his slippery balls. She had it down cold.
"Keep pulling on "my pecker," he told her. "You're getting me there. Oh, baby, I love it. Just like that. Now you're doing it. Faster."
Her hand movements were quicker than ever. He was getting more and more aroused.
"Yes, yes," he enthused, "that's the way. Keep it up. Oh, baby, that's beautiful."
The erotic excitement that he felt had him shaking.
"I love it," he told her. "Yes, lover, keep it up. Keep playing with me."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. His rock-hard cock was about to explode.
"Keep pulling on me," he told her. "Oh, baby, that's super. I love it."
All at once his penis exploded. Some of his cum landed on her breasts.
"It feels so good to have that stuff hitting me," she smiled.
When he'd finished unloading, she suggested something wild.
"I'd love to have you lick your cum off my tits."
He looked at her and scratched his head. "What the fuck are you talking about."
"Lick the cum off my tits," she said. "Please, baby. I want you to do it." He nodded.
"If it means that much to you I guess I can," he agreed.
She smiled as he took care of her. Reaching up he gripped her bosoms. He flipped his tongue back and forth across her cum-coated breasts. It tasted good to him. He realized now exactly the taste sensation that his mother and his new-found lover were obtaining when they sucked his sperm load.
"Suck my tits now," she begged him.
He figured he'd give her a real suck job. He sucked on her breasts and let his teeth bear down on the nipple. She enjoyed having him bite lightly. But when he bit too hard, she complained.
"You may be a sadist, tiger," she told him flatly, "but I'm no masochist. Take it easy on my tits, will you."
He nodded. He bore down gently. She appreciated that. Then he moved to the other breast. Next he made a tongue trail down to her pussy. He raised her legs up. Then he swept his tongue between her ass crack. Soon he was tonguing her ass-hole. She enjoyed the sensation of him plunging his tongue right up her rectum.
"Wow!" she panted as he fingered her snatch and tongued her ass out. This was the way she loved it. Every sensation he could give her.
He went on tonguing her ass-hole and fingering her pussy. All of the sudden she was cuming.
"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly, "I love that. Oh, baby, that's beautiful. You're doing it just right.
The erotic thrills that shot through his body had him shaking. She was enjoying herself enormously, too.
"Oh, wow," she exclaimed, "it's wonderful when you lick me and love me like that."
He pulled his tongue from her ass-hole and flipped it to her pussy. He plunged it down hard. He licked back and forth across her clit. Then he fingered her ass. She enjoyed having him finger her ass-hole while he was eating out her box. Suddenly he was stabbing his tongue hard against her clit. Then she juiced. Once more he pressed his lips suction-cup tight over her snatch and sucked hard.
When he had finished eating her box he withdrew his tongue. He slid his finger from her ass-hole and rested his head on her thigh. Gently he caressed her buttocks.
"Baby," she smiled, "we ought to do this regular. I've really enjoyed it tonight."
"So have I," he told her. "I've enjoyed it a lot."
She looked at him and smiled.
"I've had a lot of men do me," she assured him, "but nobody who put so much into it. Who taught you?"
"My mother taught me everything I know," he quipped, hoping she would take it as a joke.
However, she didn't. She glared at him.
"You good-for-nothing mother fucker," she exclaimed. "So that's what you've been doing. It's rotten. I don't want any truck with no mother fuck."
She got to her feet and got dressed. She walked out of the place and hopped into her car and drove off. He was left alone in the deserted house. He dressed slowly and then left. As he walked down the highway and all the way home, he was giving his life a lot of thought. He'd made many mistakes. A man gave him a lift and dropped him off downtown. He took a bus to his house.
His mother was drunk when he got home.
"Where the fuck have you been?" she asked him. "I almost called the police."
"Good thing you didn't," he warned her. "I might just have told them about you and me."
"That's nice," she said nervously. "It's a good thing you got home in time for your father. He's coming. I heard from him."
"What?" he asked her. "You mean, the old man is coming back?"
"Yes," she said sadly. "Isn't it awful?"
No sooner were the words out of her mouth than the doorbell rang.
"You get the door, baby, I'm too stoned," she told him.
Bill went to the door and there was his father.
"Hi, son," he smiled.
"Where have you been all my life?" he asked his dad.
"We'll talk about that later, son," he told him. "Is your mother here?"
At that point Sherry got to her feet and staggered over to him.
"Welcome home, darling," she told him. "Would you like something to drink?"
"It looks like that's all you've been doing," he told her. "Drinking. Just like you used to.
I guess you haven't learned your lesson."
Soon the two of them were arguing. Bill couldn't stand it.
"I'm gonna get out of here if it's the last thing I do," he told them. "I hate it."
"Baby," his mother whimpered, "you can't leave me. Damn you."
Puzzled, his father looked at him.
"You two sound like lovers," he told her. "Damn it, what's been going on here?"
Bill turned and looked at his father and glared.
"It's your fault, dad," he told him. "You didn't give me any attention. I had to have somebody."
"So you made it with your mom?" he asked, looking at him with a face full of rage.
"Yes," Bill nodded, "and I'm not ashamed of it."
"Maybe I can help you understand shame," his father said as he came over to him and socked him.
"Stop it you two," Sherry begged.
It was no use. The two of them were at it hot and heavy. Soon a neighbor called the police. When the police showed up at the door, Bill's father pressed charges.
"My fucking wife is a molester," he told them. "Take her away. She's drunk. But she's not so drunk she doesn't know what she'd done to my boy."
"Don't believe him, officer," Sherry pleaded. "He's a liar. He left my son. I can get him on desertion charges. He owes me so much in alimony that he never could pay up."
They all had a chance to tell their story to the judge. Bill was placed in custody of the Juvenile Department.
"Hi, baby," his mother greeted him as he visited her in jail one afternoon. "Nice you could come and see me."
"Yeah, mom," he told her. "How's everything?"
"Fine," she nodded. "How's your father?" she asked him. "Where the fuck did he go?"
"He disappeared," Bill said quietly. "I guess he was afraid to have to pay up."
Bill said a few more words and his mother made small talk. But it was obviously all over. As he left her that afternoon, he gave his life a lot of serious thought. He knew he was on his own and alone. But he knew one thing for sure. He wasn't going to get involved in any more wild sexual encounters. He figured it was a lot better to follow the rules. Perhaps society was all screwed up. But maybe they did have something when it came to a moral code. At least he hadn't found much fun doing as he had done.
