Miss Dora Winters, a slender red-haired spinster of thirty-eight, frowned at her new employer, Mrs. Taylor.
"Boys?" Miss Winters snapped. "All boys? You didn't tell me that when I applied for this job as governess."
"It must have slipped my mind," Mrs. Taylor replied. "We have three teenage boys, yes. I hope that doesn't make any difference to you, Miss Winters."
"I'm afraid it does," Dora said coldly. "I prefer not to work with boys."
Mrs. Taylor looked worried. "Oh, dear," she said, "I hope you won't back out now. My husband and I planned to leave for Europe tomorrow morning. We need you."
Dora sighed. "I signed up for a six-week trial, and I'll stick to my word," she said. "But meanwhile you'd better be looking for another governess, since I intend to leave as soon as the six weeks are up."
"Of course," Mrs. Taylor smiled, "I'll start looking as soon as we get back from Europe. And now perhaps you'd like to meet my boys."
Dora Winters didn't like it at all. She feared and disliked all men, even young boys. Men, she believed, were brutish animals with only one thing on their minds -- sex. And sex was such a filthy and embarrassing topic that Dora couldn't bear to discuss it. But she was stuck with this job, and she'd just have to do her best till she could get out of it.
"Boys," Mrs. Taylor was calling, "boys, come to the living room and meet your new governess."
Three exceptionally handsome blond, boys entered the room and were introduced as Donny, Teddy and Bobby Taylor. The three brothers were tall for their ages, nicely built, and perfectly polite. Still Dora shuddered at the prospect of being alone with them while their parents were in Europe. She didn't trust any man, no matter how young.
"Well, I'd better go see to my packing," Mrs. Taylor said. "The boys are in your care now, Miss Winters. I'm sure you'll all get along fine."
Like hell, Dora thought.
She permitted herself an occasional swear word, but never out loud. She felt this occasion called for a curse. She stared sternly at the three young Taylor brothers, who continued to smile politely at her. She noticed that the eldest, Donny, was gawking at her chest, not her face. She blushed and hastily folded her arms over her rather large breasts.
"I assume you boys have something constructive to do until dinnertime," she said.
"Oh, yes, ma'am," Donny said, "we're going to swim in the pool. We all want to try out for track this fall, and we're getting in shape."
"Very well, go ahead," Dora said.
She was relieved when they left the room. She had to admit that they were handsome and well mannered boys, but she was uncomfortable in the presence of any male. She went upstairs to the room assigned her and began to change into the severe black dress she usually wore in her work as governess.
The dresser had a large mirror in which Dora could see herself as she undressed. She took off her travelling suit and stood there in her plain white cotton bra and panties. She noted with some satisfaction that she was in very good condition for a woman almost forty, slender and trim, her body firm and tall. She wished she didn't have such big tits, however. They'd always been a source of an embarrassment to her.
Flushing slightly, Dora unhooked her bra and removed it. She glanced self-consciously at her tits. They were the size and shape of large ripe cantaloupes, perfect creamy globes capped with lovely little pink nipples. Dora's blush deepened, and she frowned. She didn't think her boobs were pretty. She thought they were a nuisance.
Quickly she slipped put of her panties. The mirror reflected her small triangular carrot-red bush, another part of herself which Dora did not admire. She wished she could completely forget about her body, because it was a nice one and it attracted men to her even though her manner was frosty and distant. Her slender but curvy body had always been a source of trouble to her.
She walked to the dresser and began brushing out her long gleaming red hair, which she usually wore in a severe bun. Her big ripe jugs rose and fell and gently quivering as she brushed, and she could still see in the mirror the flame-colored little curls of her muff. Her body had hardly changed since she was a teenager -- since she was a teen, in fact, and that terrible thing had happened to her.
Dora had tried for years to suppress the memory of how she'd lost her virginity, but she couldn't. The memory flooded over her now, a scene as vivid as if it had happened yesterday, and not twenty-three years ago. Dora shuddered.
All her hostility towards men and sex sprang from that one awful incident.
Dora had been a pretty and perfectly normal teenage girl. Her parents were strict and deeply religious, but that didn't dampen her high spirits. They'd told her she couldn't date until she was older, but Dora, an obedient girl, was willing to wait. Then one day they were visited by Dora's Uncle Norman, and the trouble began.
Uncle Norman was a burly, powerful merchant seaman who sometimes stayed with the family when he wasn't at sea. He was about forty, ruggedly handsome, his thickly-muscled arms covered with tattoos which fascinated young Dora. Uncle Norman had always been fond of her, and this time, as usual, he came loaded don with presents for his niece.
When Norman saw Dora, he gawked. "My God, young lady," he exclaimed, "you've filled out. You're not a little kid any more."
It was true. Dora, in her tight jersey and bodyhugging blue jeans had the body of a woman. Norman hungrily took in her large thrusting tits, tiny waist, and curvy hips. He'd been at sea a long time, and he was about as horny as he'd ever been in his life. He couldn't help admiring his young niece's delicious body.
Dora was so innocent that she didn't know what that look meant. She threw her arms around her uncle's neck and affectionately pressed her body against his, her firm full tits poking his chest.
Norman felt the soft puff of her crotch rubbing his cock. He damned near got a hard-on. He felt hotly excited.
Dora's parents, standing there in the room, apparently didn't realize how aroused Norman was becoming.
Mr. Winters said, "Norman, we'd planned to go to evening church services tonight, but we'll leave Dora with you so you won't be alone."
Norman swallowed hard. They were going to leave him with this nubile virgin? It was the chance of a lifetime. "Why, that's just fine with me," he managed to say, surprised that his voice didn't come out in a horny croak.
He could barely contain himself until Dora's parents left for church. He'd dropped a few questions and learned that they'd be gone at least three hours. When they'd left, he settled himself on the couch with a can of beer and patted the place beside him. Dora trustingly took it. She might have the body of a mature woman, but she still had the mind of a child. She didn't notice anything different about good old Uncle Norman.
Norman slipped an arm around her shoulders and drew her close to him, as he'd always done in the past -- before she'd matured. Dora cuddled against him. He gave her a kiss on the forehead, and she smiled and kissed his cheek. She seemed perfectly at ease, suspecting nothing. Norman drew his arm farther around her and began easing his hand toward the outer curve of her breast.
"Well, now," he said as casually as he could, "I suppose you've got loads of boyfriends."
Dora laughed and said, "Oh, no, not yet. Mother and. Father won't let me date till I'm older."
"You don't sneak out?" Norman asked.
"Oh, gosh, no," Dora said, "I wouldn't ever do that."
"Then you've never even held hands or kissed a boy?" Norman said.
She giggled and said, "No, not yet."
Norman's heart pounded. This gorgeous little chick really was a virgin, and he had her all to himself for three hours. He just had to figure out how to turn her on, how to get her into his bed without a struggle. She seemed to like talking about boys. He might be able to exploit that. Meanwhile he inched his fingers closer to the ripe outer curve of her tit.
"Ever wonder what it's like to kiss a boy?" he asked.
"Oh, sure," Dora said. "I can hardly wait to find out."
Norman seized the chance. "It feels like this," he said, kissing her on the mouth.
Dora felt Uncle Norman's smooth firm lips pressing hers. It was pleasant, even exciting. She saw nothing wrong with it. He was her uncle and would do her no harm. She lay relaxed in his embrace as he worked her lips open and slid his tongue into her mouth. He put it in deep, caressing her tongue with it. Dora felt a burst of hot excitement.
"Ummmmm," she murmured.
For the first time in her young life, her maturing body responded to a man. Something about the way Uncle Norman was kissing her, the way he was using his tongue in her mouth, was, giving her all kinds of new sensations. She felt a sudden warmth in her pussy, a glowing and moistening. Her virgin cunt seeped a little hot sticky juice. She felt the urge to press her body hard against his and stay there. When Norman finally broke the kiss, she didn't move away.
His face was flushed, his eyes glazed with longing. "Did you like that?" he said hoarsely.
"Umm-hmm," Dora purred, "that was nice." Norman swallowed hard. "Want to try it again?" he said.
"Sure," Dora said innocently.
He kissed her, again working his tongue deep into her mouth, and this time he quickly slid his whole hand over her right breast. Her tits had got ten quite large since the last time he saw her. They'd been like little cones then, and now they were big ripe hot melons. Norman gently squeezed her tit and felt its heat and throbbing right through her jersey and bra.
Dora sighed happily. She liked kissing Uncle Norman, and she liked the way he was fondling her sensitive tit. Her parents had told her nothing about men and sex -- they considered the subject indecent, and so Dora had no idea what was happening. She simply thought that she and Uncle Norman were having a lot of fun.
When she didn't squirm or protest, Norman cupped her other tit. He held both big firm globes, molding and squeezing. Dora gave a contented sigh and began to wriggle her tongue over his, imitating his way of kissing. That was too much for Norman. He felt his cock going hard as a rock in the tight crotch of his jeans.
Dammit, he had to have this girl, even though she was only a teen and his own niece. She seemed willing enough, and he was sure she wouldn't tell her parents -- she risked a severe beating if she did, for her parents were very stern. Norman quickly broke the kiss and eased Dora down on the couch till they lay side by side, facing. He hoped she hadn't noticed the huge hard bulge in his fly.
"Want to leant some more things that boys do with girls?" he said breathlessly.
"Sure," Dora said, "this is fun."
Praying she wouldn't panic, Norman took hold of her jersey and drew it up over her bra. Her gorgeous ripe tits seemed about to burst from the little garment. He reached around her and unhooked the bra and pushed it up out of the way. He gawked. Her creamy-pale jugs were the most beautiful he'd ever seen, perfectly round and firm and capped with dainty light pink nipples.
He cupped her naked boobs and began to squeeze and mold them. They were as delicious to touch as they were to look at, hot and silky and firm. Dora looked at him wonderingly, but she didn't protest. Norman ran this thumbs over her soft pink nipples, and the tender buds quickly rose into stiffness. Dora gave a little sigh.
"Do you like this?" he asked huskily.
"Ummmm, yes, it feels nice," Dora said.
It did indeed feel very nice. She hadn't realized that her breasts were so sensitive, and Uncle Norman's caressing hands felt so good. Again she felt heat and moisture in her pussy and the urge to rub her crotch against his. She did so, and Uncle Norman's crotch felt strangqly full and hard. But Dora wasn't alarmed, just enjoying herself.
When the girl rubbed her bush against his cock, Norman damned near came. He couldn't believe how smoothly things were going. She seemed horny, eager. Still he feared to move too fast. Dora was so innocent, she probably didn't realize what he had in mind. No matter how much he wanted it, it wouldn't do just to pull her pants down and rant his cock, into her.
No, he'd have to go slowly and get her fully aroused. He caressed her silky tits awhile longer, till she was purring with contentment and fully reined. Then he kissed her again, and as he did so he unzipped her jeans. He slid his hand inside and placed it on the warm mound of her panty crotch. A few fine curls poked through the cloth and tickled his palm. He gave her mound a gentle squeeze.
"Ummmmmm," Dora sighed.
Whatever Uncle Norman was doing, it felt terrific. He squeezed again, and she felt her pussy getting quite wet and searing-hot. Thick juice trickled from her virgin cunt, moistening the crotch of her panties. She felt another new sensation. Weird as it seemed, her cunt seemed to want something inside it. Completely ignorant of sex, Dora didn't know what that meant.
The girl still wasn't upset, so Norman took another chance. He slipped his hand inside her panties and touched her naked bush. It was a small triangle of soft curls. He pressed down on it, squeezed, and Dora gave another deep sigh of enjoyment Norman's rigid cock gave a horny lurch and leaked a big glob of sticky juice. He was so achingly horny, he could hardly stand it, but still he forced himself to proceed slowly.
"You like this?" he said, gently massaging her muff.
"Yes, it feels great," Dora sighed.
"Let me just slip your panties down, then," Norman said quickly, "and it'll feel even better."
He thought she was going to protest this time. She blushed a little, but then she nodded. She might have sensed that they were going too far, but she still trusted him. Norman tugged down her jeans and panties and dropped them on the floor. He stared hungrily at her adorable little bush, which was the same flame color as her hair.
Dora felt a little embarrassed about being naked in front of him -- not even her mother had seen her mature body without clothes. But she quickly forgot her embarrassment. When Uncle Norman slipped his hand into her crotch and touched her moist hot pussy. She gasped with the unexpected pleasure. It felt terrific to have him touch her there.
He slowly and gently caressed her naked slit.
"Oh, wow," Dora exclaimed.
Flushed with horny excitement, Norman panted, "You like that, honey?"
"Ohhhhh, yesss," Dora moaned.
She'd never felt anything so delicious and exciting in her life. Uncle Norman ran his hand the full length of her gash, from the tiny red bud of her clit right down to the small clenched mouth of her asshole, and she quivered with pleasure. Vaguely she knew they were doing something naughty, that her parents wouldn't approve, but she didn't care. They'd never find out, and it was so much fun.
"Here's something I think you'll really like, honey," Norman said hoarsely.
He felt out the plump little button of her clit, pressed a fingertip against it, and began to rub gently but steadily. Dora gasped, and her virgin twat spewed a heavy load of hot juice that soaked his finger. Instinctively she arched her pussy upward and writhed to the rhythm of his stroking finger. Her pussy seemed on fire with arousal.
"Oh, my gosh, Uncle Norman," she panted, "that feels so good."
"Right, baby, you just relax and enjoy it," Norman panted. "It's gonna feel even better."
He seized her slick hot joy button between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it briskly. Dora gasped, and another searing rush of cuntjuice drenched his fingers.
"Ooooooooo," she squealed.
Suddenly she couldn't seem to control her body at all. Her virgin cunt gushed a river of juice, her hips writhed, and she felt a strange hot tension building in her pussy. Her eyes fluttered shut, and her small even teeth flashed in a lusty grimace. Then suddenly her whole body seemed to explode with pleasure.
"AHHHHH!" Dora wailed.
Norman watched her hungrily, still kneading her clit. The kid was having her very first orgasm, and he almost came just from watching her. Her large breasts wobbled crazily, her lovely body rocked, and his hand was waked with her gushing cuntcream. At last she went still and looked up at him with wide-eyed wonder.
"Oh, wow, Uncle Norman," she panted, "what happened to me? It felt so wonderful."
"That's called coming, honey," he told her, "and I can make it happen to you again."
"Oh, would you, please?" Dora said eagerly.
"Sure, baby, right away," Norman said, "only this time I'll do it with my cock instead of my fingers."
"Your cock?" Dora said. "What's that?"
Norman was too horny to speak at that moment, so he showed her. He unzipped his fly and brought out a long, thick, hard column of pale flesh. Dora gawked. She had a vague idea that men were built differently from women, but she'd never expected to see something like this. It looked huge. Uncle Norman eased her onto her back and got on top of her. She felt that big hard thing -- his cock, he called it -- pressing against the tiny mouth of her virgin cunt.
"W-What are you doing?" she asked nervously. "I'm gonna fuck you, honey," Norman panted as he wedged the swollen head of his prick into her exquisitely tight cunt-mouth. "I'm gonna put toy cock in your dot. Don't worry, it'll feel great?"
Dora was bewildered. She didn't understand what he meant, what it was all about. Uncle Norman pinned her down with his superior weight, and he panted and pushed with his hips. She felt her tiny tight cunt slowly filled with his thick steelhard cock, her little cunt-mouth stretched almost to bursting. It was scary, and she panicked.
"Oh, no, Uncle Norman," she sobbed, pushing at his shoulders, "take it out of me. It's too big!"
He kept pushing and panting, "I gotta do it, honey," he whined, "I just gotta. I'll die if I don't fuck you."
His cock-head met the tough barrier of her cherry, and he rammed through it, too desperately horny to be gently now. Dora shrieked and sobbed, but Norman couldn't bear to pull out. Her cunt was the tightest thing he'd ever fucked, and it was wonderfully juicy and hot. He fucked her fast and hard, carded away in blind ecstasy.
"Oh, no, no, NOOOO!" Dora screamed.
It hurt, it was terrifying, and she wanted that huge hard thing out of her, but Uncle Norman kept jabbing it deep in her tiny tight twat till suddenly he yelped and squirted steaming sticky come into her cunt. He jabbed a few more times, then groaned and went still. A moment later his cock went little and soft inside her, and he got off her. Dora wept.
"What did you do to me?" she sobbed. But Uncle Norman just looked at her helplessly.
Twenty-three years later she stood naked before a mirror, recalling that episode in vivid detail. She hadn't told her parents about it, but she'd never stayed alone with Uncle Norman again. The pain and humiliation of that night had made her hate and distrust all men, and she'd vowed to have nothing to do with men or sex for the rest of her life. If only she could blot out that memory!
Because it had another effect on her, not just fear and disgust. Right now, as she remembered, hot cunt-cream trickled down her thighs, and her pussy was on fire with need. Dora felt so ashamed. She despised men, hated the idea of fucking -- and yet, dammit she still needed it. "Miss Winters." Mrs. Taylor called hallway, "dinner is ready."
Chapter Two
The next morning Mr. and Mrs. Taylor flew to Europe, and Dora was left alone with the three boys. Dora didn't like the situation at all, of course, and she kept her distance from the Taylor brothers by using a stem and icy manner.
But nothing could dampen the spirits of those boys. They seemed to be all over the place, chasing each other, shouting, engaging in noisy games. Dora, who was used to dealing with obedient little girls, began to wonder how she'd last for the two weeks the Taylors planned to stay in Europe.
She was greatly relieved when the boys requested permission to attend an afternoon movie. "We'll be back in time for dinner, Miss Winters," pleaded Bobby, the youngest.
Dora leaped at the chance for a few hours of peace and quiet. In fact she almost smiled as she replied, "All right, boys. Have a nice time."
After the boys had gone, Dora decided to take advantage of the wonderful June weather and have a sunbath. The Taylor mansion had its own large swimming pool and spacious patio. She could just lie out there and catch some sun. Dora didn't often wear a bathing suit -- she disapproved of anyone exposing so much flesh. But she decided that this occasion justified it. She went up to her room to change.
Standing before the big dresser mirror as she removed her clothes, she was once again plagued with memories of Uncle Norman. Dora blushed hotly. Why couldn't she get that disgusting memory out of her mind? Worse, why did it effect her so powerfully? In spite of her hatred of men and sex, she could literally feel herself getting hotly whenever she thought of that long-ago incident. It was very annoying, not to mention embarrassing.
Dora struggled to put it out of her mind as she changed her clothes. She hurriedly removed her black dress and plain white cotton bra and panties. Then, naked, she searched the dresser for the bathing suit she'd brought along. She must have pushed it to the back of a drawer, because at first she couldn't find it.
Dora was so intent on her search for the bathing suit that she didn't hear the faint footsteps outside her bedroom door, nor did she notice the keyhole going dark. One gleaming blue eye was watching her now as she stood naked at the dresser. At last she found the suit, took it out of the drawer, and held it up for inspection.
"Oh, dear," Dora sighed, "I don't know."
Since she never sunbathed or swam in public, she hadn't been especially careful when she bought that suit. She'd just grabbed an inexpensive one off a rack. Now she discovered that she'd chosen the tiniest of bikinis, a meager handful of black cloth. She wasn't sure she could bring herself to wear such an indecent garment. But on the other hand, what did it matter if no one would see her? She was alone in the house.
Or so she thought. The keyhole stayed dark as Dora put on the tiny black bikini and looked at herself in the mirror. She reddened as she studied her reflection. Her large full breasts looked ready to burst from the tiny bra, which covered only her nipples. Her firm round little ass was only half concealed by the skimpy panties.
And it was an inescapable fact that she had a gorgeous body, the kind that makes men gawk. Her red hair was pulled back in a prim bun, her expression was severe, but her body was curvy, ripe and big-breasted. Thank God no one was going to see her in that suit! That would be just too embarrassing. Dora sighed and started for the door.
The keyhole went light again, and this time Dora noticed the change. She stopped and gasped. Had someone been spying on her? But that was impossible -- she'd seen the boys leaving for the movies. Still she was cautious as she opened her bedroom door and quickly looked both ways down the hall. She thought she caught a glimpse of someone slipping down the stairs, but she couldn't be sure.
Well, there was only one way to find out, and that was to follow. Nervously Dora walked down the broad stairway to the main floor of the house, then searched each room. She didn't find anybody. The whole thing must have been her imagination. Relieved, she went out the sliding glass doors and onto the patio. She spread out a large towel and lay down.
Watching from his hiding place behind a large bush was Donny, the eldest of the Taylor boys.
He'd never intended to go to the movies, and had told his brothers so, but he'd left with Bobby and Teddy just to fool Miss Winters. It had been his intention to sneak back into the house and catch her alone. His plan had worked better than he'd dreamed. He was still hotly aroused from what he'd seen through the keyhole of Miss Winters' bedroom.
Donny, like his brothers, looked the pictures of innocence. Blond, blue-eyed, handsome, and well mannered, he seemed the All-American Boy. But he and his brothers were also spoiled and undisciplined, and as a result they'd had quite a bit of experience for their age. Donny had been allowed to date and stay out late since he was thirteen. By now he knew all about girls and sex, and he liked them both very much.
Now, watching Miss Winters, he had to grin. When she wore that bun and her ugly black dress, you'd never guess she had such a terrific body. But Donny knew. He'd gawked through that keyhole and gotten a hard-on just from looking at her fantastic big tits and pretty little flame-colored bush. His original intention had been just to spy an the new governess. Now he wanted more from her -- a whole lot more.
Donny crept closer to where Miss Winters lay on her towel. She was face down, and her big boobs, slightly flattened against the towel, looked ready to pop right out of her tiny bikini bra. She had a swell ass, too, small and round and firm, only half covered by her bikini bottoms. Donny's cock went hard again as he stared at her.
He wanted to get it on with Miss Winters, to enjoy her lovely body, but how? It was clear that she didn't like men and that she thought sex was disgusting and evil. He probably didn't stand a chance with her. Yet Donny had never been refused anything in his life, so he felt it was worth taking a chance. He thought about how to approach her, then grinned and began taking off his clothes.
A few minutes later Dora heard a loud splash in the swimming pool. She jerked her head up and stared. There was Donny, the oldest of her charges, grinning and swimming toward her. She could see him clearly because she was lying right at the edge of the pool. He seemed to be wearing flesh-colored trunks. Dora frowned, angry at having her privacy disturbed.
"Donny," she called, "what are you doing home? I thought you were going to the movies with your brothers."
He swam up and clutched the rim of the pool not five feet away from Dora. "Aw, I went," he said, "but it was a silly flick. Just for little kids."
Dora sighed. She'd hoped to have an hour or so to herself, but it was not to be. She felt embarrassed about Donny seeing her in that scandalously tiny bathing suit, too, and she wondered how to get back into the house without revealing so much of her body. An idea came to her -- send the kid on a short errand, during which she could race to her room and put on some clothes.
"Donny," she said, "I believe I left my sunglasses on the kitchen table. Would you please go get them for me?"
Donny grinned broadly. "Sure, Miss Winters," he said.
He pulled himself up out of the pool and stood before her. To Dora's astonishment and horror, the boy was stark naked. He stood there grinning, hands on hips, showing himself off to her, and she was so stunned that she couldn't look away. Her eyes travelled over his sleek tan young body and finally rested on his cock.
Dora hadn't seen a man's prick in twenty-three years not since Uncle Norman put that huge hard thing into her. Now she gawked helplessly. Donny's cock was hard. It sprang from a small blond bush and hugged his belly tightly, a seven inch column of pale blue-veined flesh, capped with a swollen rosy head. His balls were swollen, too, deep pink and hairless. Dora caught herself thinking how attractive it all was.
She began to blush. Her blush deepened and spread till she was flushed all over. She hated men, so how could she possibly find a cock attractive? What was the matter with her? Why, this bay was more than twenty years her junior, young enough to be her son. She was thoroughly ashamed of herself for feeling even a moment's attraction to him.
She struggled far words. "D-Donny," she stammered, "do your parents allow you to swim without a suit?"
"Aw, sure," the boy said easily. He seemed to be totally cool and unconcerned about his nakedness. "My dad says it's good for us. You oughta take off your suit, too, Miss Winters. You'd get a much better tan that way."
Dora wondered if it were possible to blush any harder. "I wouldn't dream of doing that," she snapped. "Now, weren't you going to go look for my sunglasses?"
"They're not there, Miss Winters," the boy said with a grin. "They're in your bedroom, an your dresser."
"How do you know that?" Dora exclaimed.
Then it struck her. There was only one way that Donny could know. There actually had been someone looking through her keyhole, and it had been him. Dora almost choked with humiliation. He'd seen her naked. Never in her adult life had anyone seen her naked. How, long had he looked through the keyhole? How much had he seen?
"Donny," she cried, her face flaming, "you should be ashamed of yourself! You looked through my keyhole, didn't you?"
He went on grinning. "Yeah, I did," he said without a trace of shame, "and, man, do you have a great body, Miss Winters."
"Young man," Dora gasped, "your parents are going to hear about this when they return. For now, I want you to go to your room. There'll be no dinner for you."
"Aw, come off it, Miss Winters," the boy said. "Let's be friends."
He suddenly flopped down beside her, and before Dora could react, he'd rolled her onto her side and pulled her into his arms. His mouth met hers firmly, hungrily, and then he was working his tongue over hers. She felt his stiff young cock poking urgently against her belly, leaving little wet spots of prick-jism. She couldn't believe it was happening.
She was shocked and she was dazed. This had only happened to her once before, with Uncle Norman, and the two events were mixing in her mind.
Once again, she remembered Uncle Norman playing with her tits, putting his hand on her pussy, getting her so hotly aroused that she'd actually had an orgasm -- the only one in her life. To her horror, she felt heat and wetness in her pussy, that same wicked feeling that she'd felt so long ago with Uncle Norman.
She wrenched her face aside and gasped, "Donny, stop it! Let me go this minute."
He pinned her arms to her sides. He was somewhat bigger than she was and very strong. As she struggled in vain to get loose, he kissed her face and neck and the bulging tops of her tits. Dora was horrified at the situation, yet at the same time her treacherous and long-denied pussy was beginning to swell and moisten with need.
"Donny, for God's sake, STOP!" she cried. "Why?" he panted. "We could have whole lot of fun together, Miss Winters. My brothers won't be back for another now. Why don't we get it on?"
"Get it on?" said Dora, who wasn't familiar with teenage slang.
"Fuck," Donny said bluntly.
Dora was too shocked to speak.
She blushed furiously. Donny took advantage of her stunned condition to roll her onto her, back and climb on top of her. That was really a turn-on. Her big hot tits dug into his chest, and his naked stiff cock rubbed against her warm sleek belly. He kissed her again, sliding his tongue deep into her mouth.
"UMPH!" Dora grunted.
This was getting serious, almost out of hand. The boy actually seemed determined to rape her. She didn't want to hurt him -- his parents would be furious. But unless she fought harder, she wasn't going to get away. She felt Donny fumbling with the little ribbons that held her bikini panties together. Again she wrenched her face away from his kiss.
"Donny, this has gone way too far," Dora panted. "You take your hands off me. Let me go right now!"
"Uh-uh," the boy said with a leer. "I think I can change your mind, Miss Winters. I can make you want it."
"Never," Dora spat.
But even as she said it, she felt him untying her bikini bottoms and sliding his hand into her crotch. The sensation was instant and thrilling. She couldn't forget how wonderful it had felt when Uncle Norman played with her pussy, the most delicious feeling she'd ever had in her life. For a moment she was stunned with pleasure, feeling Donny's firm hand on the moist and sensitive flesh of her gash.
"Noooo," she whined.
Donny felt her quivering beneath him. He moved his hand up and down the steamy-hot flesh of her pussy and felt a little spurt of juice from her cunt. Was it possible that he was turning her on? He'd balled quite a few chicks, and he knew what it meant when a woman's pussy got wet and slick. Eagerly he sought out the plump little bud of her clit. He pressed a fingertip against it and began to rub.
"Oh, no, don't do that," Dora moaned.
Donny couldn't figure her out. She was begging him to stop, and yet she didn't struggle. She just lay there quivering and panting, her pussy getting wetter and hotter by the second. It was clear to him that Miss Winters was horny, desperately horny, so why should she keep telling him to stop? He friggled her moist little joy button faster, harder.
"Oh, GOD!" Dora cried.
She couldn't believe what was happening to her. She knew perfectly well that what Donny was doing was wrong and wicked. She knew that men were beasts, that sex was dirty. She knew it was wrong to get excited over a boy, one who'd been left in her cue. She knew all this perfectly well, and yet she couldn't stop her pussy from responding eagerly to his touch.
Donny was rubbing her clit with his fingertip, and it felt fantastically good. Fierce pleasure rushed through her whole body, and she couldn't control the steady, heavy creaming of her long neglected clit. She felt a wicked urge to just give into the boy and let him plunge that handsome stiff cock into her. Then she scolded herself for even thinking such a thing.
Still his fingers went on stimulating her clit till she felt unbearably lusty. It was just like the time with Uncle Norman, the delicious hot tension building and building in her pussy till she couldn't think of anything else. Her crotch was soaked with cunt-cream by now. Even the boy's fingers were drenched with the sticky stuff. She had to get control of herself.
"D-Donny," she said weakly, "please, please stop."
"You like it," he said breathlessly. "I can tell. Your pussy's all wet."
Dora almost fainted with mortification. He KNEW she was horny. This kid knew way too much for his age. His over-indulgent parents must have frt him run wild. And that experience made him doubly dangerous to Dora. She'd easily have been able to fight off an amateurish boy, but Donny was frigging her clit expertly, getting her wildly turned on.
Now he went a step further, grasping her slick little joy button between his thumb and forefinger, kneading it. The pleasure was so intense that Dora gasped and creamed hugely all over his hand. She was so embarrassed, yet she couldn't seem to control the responses of her famished pussy. The delicious tension mounted, and she felt dizzy, unable to struggle.
"You like it," Donny panted, "I know you like, it, Miss Winters. Let me bring you off."
"Nooooo," Dora whined.
But when it happened, there was no way she could stop it. Suddenly her whole body seemed to explode with pleasure. Her cunt convulsed and spewed a tidal wave of sizzling juice, her body rocked violently, and she knew she was coming. It had been more than twenty years since she'd had an orgasm, but she could never forget that overwhelming sensation. She spun out of control.
"AHHHHHHH!" she wailed.
Donny frigged her clit furiously, making her climax even more intense. He watched her hungrily as she came. Her lovely ripe body bucked beneath him. Her flame-colored hair was shaken loose from its bun and came cascading around her shoulders. Her pretty face was contorted with bliss. It excited the boy hotly to see her like that. He prayed that she'd stop fighting him now and let him ball her.
Dora finally subsided, breathless and gasping. Before she could collect herself, Donny had untied her bikini bra and was gawking at her beautiful big round tits. He bent and flicked the little pink nipples with the wet hot tip of his tongue, and even though she'd just had an explosive orgasm, Dora felt quivers of pleasure. She knew she was in danger of losing her self-control again if she didn't make him stop. She pushed hard against his shoulders.
"Let me go, Donny," she cried. "This has gone far enough."
"Aw, take it easy, Miss Winters," he said. "We're just having a little fun. Let me bring you off again. I know I can do it."
Dora knew he could, too -- that was just what she feared. "Absolutely not," she snapped. "You let me go this minute, young man, or you'll be in big trouble."
Donny just grinned and slid his hand between her legs. Dora felt the delicious pressure against her famished pussy, and she began to quiver with need. She continued to push against the boy's shoulders, but her efforts were feeble. His fingers tickled and massaged her sensitive gash, and once more her hungry little cunt began to cream. God help her, she just hadn't realized how much she needed sex.
"Oh, no, NO," she moaned.
Donny knew better now than to pay any attention to her protests. She really wanted him to play with her pussy, but she was too uptight to admit it. She was quivering with need again, and her cunt was leaking hot sticky juice onto his hand. She couldn't fool him. His lovely governess was just plain horny.
He stiffened his middle finger and eased it into the mouth of her cunt. He was amazed at how tight it was, tighter than the twats of any of the teenager girls he'd balled. He slid his finger in deeper and found her cunt amazingly snug, juicy, and fiery hot. He imagined how great it would feel to plunge his achingly swollen cock in there, and he almost shot his load just thinking about it.
Dora felt his rigid finger sliding up her cunt, and she just barely stifled a hoarse moan of pleasure. Dammit, that was just the sensation she craved, something long and hard in her hungry little box. The juicy walls of her cunt gripped his finger greedily, tugging it deeper. Dizzily she found herself wanting the whole length of his finger -- and she got it.
"Ooooooo," Dora squealed, "Oooooo."
It was no use, she just couldn't control herself. Her need was too desperate. She gave herself up to it, and her long shapely legs fell wide open. She arched her pussy upward to take the full thrust of his finger, and her cunt-juice poured out in a molten flood. He began to finger-fuck her, jerking his stiff finger roughly up and down in her hot little cunthole.
"AHHHHHH, MY GOD!" Dora wailed.
Donny gawked at herb entranced by the sight. Miss Winters had let her legs fall wide open, and he could see every bit of her gash. He hungrily eyed the scarlet flesh, wet and gleaming and fringed with delicate coppery curls. He could see the bright red dot of her clit, even the tiny light brown mouth of her asshole.
But best of all, he could see his own finger pumping in and out of her small gripping cunt-mouth. He used his finger like a cock, working it fast and hard and deep in her flaming-hot twat. Miss Winters moaned hoarsely, her eyes rolled, and then she was coming, her cunt gripping her finger like a velvet vise.
"OOOOOOO!" Dora cried.
Donny watched her coming for a moment, then whipped his cream-drenched finger out of her cunt. He knelt between her outflung legs and aimed the swollen red head of his cock at her tiny gushing cunt-mouth. Dazed as she was, Dora saw what was coming, and she quickly rolled away from him and sprang to her feet.
"Miss Winters, DAMMIT!" Donny yelped.
But she'd fled into the house. He stared after her longingly. If she thought she'd escaped him, she was wrong. He wouldn't rest till he'd fucked her.
Chapter Three
Later, when she'd retired to her room for the night, Dora tried to figure out what had made her behave in such a disgusting manner with Donny. Why hadn't she been able to control herself? She should have fought the boy off the moment his intentions became clear.
Thinking it all, over, from the incident with Uncle Norman right up to the present, Dora was forced to come to some distressing conclusions. She had over-reacted to Uncle Norman's assault.
Her response had been to deny herself men and sex for the rest of her life, to deny and suppress her own normal and natural needs. That had been a bad mistake. She'd bottled up her lust until it had become so urgent that she couldn't control it.
So now what could she do about it? The obvious answer was to find a suitable lover her own age, but she was stuck with this job for the next six weeks. Somehow she'd have to keep her lust under control until she was free to look for the right man. And of course she must never be alone with Donny again. The boy had aroused her all too easily.
Her future plans determined, Dora got into her nightgown and went to bed with a book. She was still too upset to sleep. As she became absorbed in her reading, she once again failed to hear soft footsteps outside her door and see the keyhole darken. Unknown to Dora, Donny was at his spying post again.
This time he was disappointed. He'd been waiting for evening, hoping to catch Miss Winters undressing for bed and see her fantastic naked body again. But he'd waited too long. There she was, already in bed, wearing a plain old-fashioned nightgown with a high collar and reading a book. Her flaming-red hair was back its usual severe bun. Donny sighed with frustration.
Since afternoon he'd relived his scene with Miss Winters again and again. He couldn't get it out of his mind. He kept seeing her big creamy-pale tits, her gleaming scarlet gash and coppery bush, her gorgeous body rocking and writhing as she came. Most of all he remembered slipping his finger up her cunt and feeling its exquisite tightness. Jesus, how he ached to put his cock in there!
And just maybe it was possible. He knew for sure that Miss Winters had gotten off on his fingerplay that afternoon. She'd creamed all over his hand and had come twice. Of course she kept telling him to stop, but that didn't mean much. She was an older woman, old-fashioned in her ideas, and she probably felt she had to protest. But Donny was sure that if he just went ahead and balled her, she'd like it.
The question was, how to get next to her again? There weren't many chances to be alone with her, not with his two brothers in the house. This very moment might be his best chance. He just needed an excuse to get into her room. Donny crouched there, peering through the keyhole, and thought. Then he stood up and knocked gently at Miss Winters' door.
Dora started with surprise. "Who is it?" she called.
"It's me... Donny," he answered. "I need to talk with you, Miss Winters. Please, it's important."
Dora reddened. She'd just vowed never again to be alone with Donny, but as his substitute mother she couldn't very well ignore him when he needed her. She'd just have to try to forget today's humiliating incident and behave like a proper governess.
"Very well, come in," she said.
Donny entered the room in his pajamas. Once again Dora was struck by how handsome he was, but she quickly put that out of her mind. She looked up at the boy sternly. He appeared meek and apologetic.
"What is it you wanted to talk to me about, Donny?" Dora demanded.
"Well, ma'am, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for what happened today," the boy said, hanging his head. "It was all my fault... I just got out of hand."
Dora softened. She knew quite well that what had happened wasn't all his fault -- it was largely hers for not fighting him off, for losing control of herself. Yet the boy was willing to take full blame and come to her with an apology. She couldn't help appreciating that. She managed a slight smile as she replied.
"Of course I accept your apology, Donny," she said primly. "We'll just forget what happened. And of course it must it must never happen again."
Those were the words Donny dreaded, but he was determined not to give up till he'd actually fucked his beautiful red-haired governess. He sat down on the edge of the bed and gave a big sigh. Miss Winters looked at him wonderingly. He prayed that the next stage of his plan would work.
"You're right, Miss Winters," he sighed, slowly edging closer to her. "I just don't know what came over me. Maybe it was looking at you through the keyhole. That sure got me excited, because you have the most fantastic body."
As he spoke he watched Miss Winters' face slowly turning beet red. As he'd hoped, she was too stunned and embarrassed to speak. That allowed him to inch even closer, till he was resting against her leg. But even while plotting his next move, he had to keep up his sexy talk. He was sure it would have an effect on her.
"You know, Miss Winters," he went on, "I'm no virgin. I've had a few girls. But none of them ever turned me on the way you do. I mean, wow, you've got the greatest tits and a really beautiful pussy. I just couldn't help wanting you."
Miss Winters looked as if she were about to choke with mortification, but still she didn't move or speak. Donny gathered his courage and made a dive for her, pulling back the bed covers and throwing himself on her. She gasped as he pulled her into a fierce embrace and began kissing her face and neck.
"Oh, Miss Winters," he moaned, "I just can't keep my hands off you." This time he wasn't kidding.
Dora was still too stunned to react. Donny's little speech had been dirty and shocking, yes, but it had also turned her on in a wicked way. It had reminded her of the afternoon's encounter and how aroused she'd become. She tried to fight back her mounting lust, and it didn't help at all when the boy jumped into bed with her and started kissing her. She forced herself to come to her senses.
"Donny," she cried, "I just told you, this must never happen again. Now let me go before you get into big trouble."
"Oh, I'm not gonna get into any trouble, Miss Winters," he said with a grin, "but you might."
Dora gawked at him. "What do you mean?" she snapped.
Donny, grinning mischievously, cupped the big heaving rounds of her tits and gave them a squeeze. Even through her flannel nightgown he could feel the heat and throbbing of her gorgeous jugs. He felt his cock going hard.
"My brothers will stand up for me, Miss Winters," he said. "We're real close. No matter what you tell my parents, we'll say it isn't true. And if you yell for help now, my brothers are gonna wonder how I got into bed with you in the first place, right? They'll have to tell my parents about that. So, you see, you can't win."
"Oh, my God," Dora moaned.
Her head spun with confusion, but one thing she was sure of -- those spoiled wayward Taylor boys would back each other up in everything. Mr. and Mrs. Taylor would never believe her if she reported that their darling Donny had tried to rape her, but they'd believe any wild story their sons might tell.
She had no one to protect her from Donny but herself.
"I think you get the idea," he was saying. "Just do a few nice little things for me, and I won't tell anybody, not even my brothers."
"W-What do you want?" Dora said uneasily.
"All I want," Donny said, looking her right in the eye, "is to pull up your nightgown and play with your tits."
Dora blushed hotly. What the boy asked was outrageous, of course, but if it would get him out of her room, it might be worth it. It certainly would do her no good to call for help, so the sooner she got rid of him, the better.
"Very well," she said hoarsely, "if you promise to leave me alone after that."
"Sure, Miss Winters," Donny grinned.
Now he was really playing it smart, he was sure. If he'd asked to fuck her, she would surely have lost her cool and started screaming, and he actually wasn't sure that his brothers would back him up. But if he could just arouse her, bit by bit, without alarming her, he might have a chance to ball her. Quivering with expectation, he reached for the hem of her nightgown.
Dora snatched the hem away from him. "Nothing below the waist," she said sternly.
Donny sighed and rolled off her. Dora pulled the bed covers up to her waist, then blushingly raised her nightgown up over her tits. To Donny's relief, she wasn't wearing a bra. He gawked happily at the large firm globes of her tits and at her pretty little light pink nipples. Then he reached out and cupped her jugs.
"Oh wow," he sighed, "you got the greatest boobs I ever saw, Miss Winters."
Dora couldn't stop blushing. "There's no need for remarks," she said coldly.
Donny just flashed her a blissful grin. She felt his firm hands squeezing and caressing her highly sensitive tits, and she couldn't ignore the pleasant sensation. She kept her face stern and forbidding, but already her treacherous pussy was starting to moisten and swell with need. She told herself that this time she absolutely must keep control of her lust. She mustn't do anything she'd be ashamed of.
Miss Winters looked grim and unmoved, but Donny was sure she secretly liked having her tits played with. She sure hadn't minded this afternoon. He enjoyed caressing the hot satiny flesh of her boobs. They were so big, they almost overflowed his hands. He tickled the tender pink nipples, and, he thought he felt Miss Winters quiver, but when he looked again, she was still stern.
"Gee, Miss Winters," he sighed, "why, don't you relax and dig it? I bet you really like this."
"Absolutely not," Dora snapped.
But the truth was that her pussy was getting hotter and more swollen by the second. Helplessly she recalled Donny's delicious finger-play and how he'd gotten her off by rubbing her clit and jerking his finger in her cunt. She remembered the moment when he'd tried to fuck her, his handsome stiff cock almost touching her eager cunt. She felt her twat give a hot spurt of juice.
She mustn't let herself go. Thank God she'd had the sense to get away from him this afternoon before they went all the way. She'd wanted the boy to put his cock in her, she could admit that to herself now, but it was out of the question. He was only a boy, and she was his governess. It would be immoral for them to make love.
At Dora was desperately telling herself these things, trying to blot out her mounting arousal, Donny suddenly bent down and began flicking her tender pink nipples with the wet hot tip of his tongue it felt thrilling, and Dora barely stifled a gasp of excitement. Her starved little cunt gushed more hot juice, and her heart hammered. She prayed the boy would stop before she got even more horny.
But Donny was just getting started. He tongue lashed her tender little rosy nipples till they gleamed with his spit, and he was sure he felt Miss Winters quiver and start to breathe harder. Impulsively he opened his mouth wide and sucked in her right nipple. He began to suck the soft cone greedily, making a lewd wet slurping noise. This time Miss Winters lurched and gasped.
"OHHH!" she exclaimed.
Her face flaming, Dora scolded herself for that little outburst. When Donny sucked her sensitive nipple into the hot wet nest of his mouth, the pleasure had been sudden mid powerful, and she'd cried out. But not again! She would maintain her self control, she absolutely had to. How could she live with herself if she was seduced by a teenage boy left in her care?
Still she couldn't control her love-starved body to her great embarrassment, she felt her nipple going stiff and throbbing on the boy's tongue. He released it and sucked in the other nipple, which soon followed suit, going rigid and extremely tender to sensation. Pleasure seemed to streak right down to her moistening pussy as Donny sucked fast and loud on her tit.
Dora struggled to keep her senses. She tried to ignore the flaming need in her cunt, the mad desire for something long and hard and stiff. She remained herself that the one time she was fucked, it had hurt and scared her. She didn't want to go through that again, did she? Yet her cunt hardly seemed frightened. It went on creaming, burning.
At last Donny raised his head and caught his breath, looking gleefully at Dora's stiff wet rosy ripples. "Donny," she said hoarsely, "that's enough. You've done everything you possible could... I want you to leave my room now."
"Aw, Miss Winters," he begged, "just a little longer, please. Just let me play with your tits a few more minutes."
As he spoke, he was easing his hand down under the bedclothes. He found the warm furry triangle of her bush and set his hand on it. Miss Winters reddened and gasped as he gave her muff a little squeeze.
"Donny," she cried, "you promised -- nothing below the waist."
"I just can't help myself," he grinned.
"Well, you'll have to, young man," she cried, "because I won't stand for it. I want you out of my room, and that's final."
She started to sit up, and Donny threw himself on her, pinning her with his superior weight. With his free hand he managed to hold both her wrists behind her. Miss Winters writhed and struggled, but she couldn't escape his other hand as it caressed the sleek warm curls of her bush. She stared at him, wide-eyed and frantic.
Donny, she gasped, "let me understand this. Do you actually intend to rape me?"
"It'd be a lot nicer if you cooperated," he leered, "but no mater what you do, Miss Winters, I'm gonna ball you."
"Oh, NO," Dora groaned.
She couldn't let that happen. It might hurt horribly. On the other hand, it might feel so damned good that she'd lose her self-control completely. In any case, she couldn't allow herself to fuck a teenage boy. She decided it was time to scream for help. There was still a slim chance that Bobby and Teddy might take her side. But just as she was about to scream, she felt a stunning jolt of pleasure.
"Ooohhhh," Dora squealed.
Donny had parted the curly lips of her bush and found the hot little lump of her clit. He seized it and began to knead it briskly. He'd seen that look of panic in Miss Winters' eyes, and he knew he had to do something to distract her. He remembered how hotly aroused she'd gotten before when he kneaded her clit. To his delight, it worked this time, too.
Miss Winters gave a shrill squeal of pleasure, and he felt a sudden heavy flood of hot cream soaking his hand. Her eyes fluttered, and she instinctively arched her pussy upward, shoving her horny little clit into his fingers. Donny kept kneading the moist lump fast and steadily. More steamy juice flowed over his hand.
"Yeah, that's it, Miss Winters," he panted, "dig it. I know you like it. I'll do it as long as you want."
Dora barely heard him, she was so overwhelmed with pleasure. Her body was starved for this kind of delicious stimulation, and the most sensitive part of her body was her swollen horny cunt. As Donny's fingers steadily gripped and released her juicy little joy button, she felt as if her bones were turning to rubber. She couldn't speak, couldn't struggle.
"Ohhhhhh," she whine.
Slowly she went limp on the pillows, and her lovely long legs began to part. She felt her hungry little cunt creaming like crazy, her pussy swelling with unbearable need. Farther and farther her legs pared, making room for the boy's hand. Donny kept frigging her clit till she was ready to scream with ecstasy. He gave her slick love-bud an extra-hard squeeze, and she began to come helplessly. "Oooooo!" Dora cried.
As Miss Winters began to buck and bowl in a powerful orgasm, Donny whipped aside the bedclothes. Her legs were far apart and he could see her whole gleaming red pussy as she came. Hungrily he watched her little cunt-mouth gushing a thick stream of juice. Her clit twitched and squirted in his fingers as he went on frigging her. He released her clit only when her spasms had stopped.
Dora stared up at the boy, who was grinning triumphantly. She felt so humiliated, she couldn't speak. It had happened again, the thing she'd vowed never to repeat. She'd given in to her wicked lust. She'd come right in front of the kid, letting him see her naked pussy. What in the world was the matter with her?
"Wow, Miss Winters," Donny was saying, "you really got off that time. You want me to do it to you again?"
When Dora finally managed to speak, her voice was hoarse with shame. "Donny," she said, "I should never have let you do that. I'm so ashamed. Please, please go to your room now."
"Oh, Jesus," the boy cried impatiently, "what's the big deal? We're just having some fun. Nobody'll ever know about it. Come on, Miss Winters, take it easy. I'll bring you off again."
"NO!" Dora cried.
But already he was sliding his stiff middle finger up her cunt. He began to jerk it inside her, giving her just the sensation she craved -- something hard and long and probing in her famished twat. Unable to resist the pleasure, Dora sank back on the pillows and moaned. Donny let go of her wrists, but she didn't try to get away. He grinned down at her.
"See," he panted, "I knew you'd like that. Just relax, Miss Winters, and I'll get you off."
Again Dora scarcely heard him, she was so totally caught up in the marvelous sensations radiating from her cunt. His stiff finger plunged deep into her, almost to her womb, and then out again, rubbing the eager lump of her clit. It felt terrific, and once again she was rising toward an urgently needed orgasm.
"Ooooooo," she squealed.
Donny could see that his lovely governess was about to come again, but this time he wasn't going to be left out of the fun. He remembered how he'd brought her off twice that afternoon, only to have her run away before he could fuck her. Not this time! As she writhed in ecstasy, he worked his pajama bottoms down and his rigid young cock sprang free, swollen and stiff and ready for action.
Dora felt Donny's finger leaving her cunt, and she whined in frustration. But almost instantly she felt something even longer, thicker, and harder entering her juicy snug twat. Dizzily she looked down and saw Donny putting his cock into her. Seven inches of thick hard meat glided between the copper-fringed lips of her cunt. Before she could react, the boy threw himself onto her and began to ball her.
"OHHHHHHH!" Dora wailed.
Donny was fucking her frantically, his cock slamming deep and hard in her tight little box. But it didn't hurt, and she wasn't scared. It felt marvelous. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She realized that she'd been needing exactly that sensation for twenty-three years. Forgetting everything else, Dora ached her pussy up sharply to take the full depth of his cock.
"Oh, Jesus," Donny whined.
He'd done it, he'd actually done it. He was really fucking Miss Winters. And it was even better than he'd dreamed. Her box was tiny, hot, and exquisitely juicy. It gripped his swollen meat hungrily, and steamy cunt-juice swirled around his jerking cock. He fought to keep from coming, wanting to savor her wonderfully tight box.
"Ahhhhhh," Dora moaned.
Donny raised himself a little to see her face. Miss Winters looked blissed-out, flushed with pleasure, her teeth flashing, her eyes closed. She was clawing the sheets and jerking her hips in perfect time to his strokes, taking his prick clear to her womb with each rough thrust. Donny beamed. She wasn't going to fight him. Hell, she loved it.
Wanting to savor his conquest, Donny gasped, "You like it, Miss Winters? Want me to stop?"
Out of her mind with need, Dora moaned, "Oh, God, no, don't stop. Keep doing it to me. Don't stop, PLEASE!"
Donny grinned triumphantly. He was fucking his gorgeous governess, and she was telling him how much she wanted it. What more could a boy ask? He slipped his hands under her little churning ass and began to ball her harder than ever.
"Yes," Dora wailed, "OH, YES!"
Chapter Four
Dora and Donny made love far into the night, until they fell into exhausted sleep. When Dora woke the next morning and found the eldest Taylor boy in bed with her, she was horrified. My God, she thought, what have I done?
She remembered how the boy had seduced her, all too easily, the night before, and how once they'd started fucking, she couldn't seem to get enough. It was as if she were making up for all her long frustrating years without sex. She'd wanted it so badly, she'd literally worn Donny out. She blushed with shame as she recalled her wanton behavior.
She felt terribly guilty about it all, but there were more immediate problems to consider. She had to get Donny out of her bed before his brothers woke up and came looking for him. That was all she needed, for young Bobby and Teddy to find out. She began to shake Donny's shoulder.
"Donny," she said urgently, "wake up. You've got to get out of here."
He blinked and stared at her, disoriented. Then he brightened and said, "Oh, hey, good morning, Miss Winters. We really had a great time last night, didn't we?"
Dora reddened and said quickly, "We'll, um, talk about that another time, Donny. Right now you'd better get to your own room before your brothers wake up and wonder where you are."
"Okay," the boy said cheerfully.
Donny hopped out of bed, full of energy, got into his pajamas, and left -- though not without casting Dora a longing glance. When he'd gone, Dora buried her face in the pillow and moaned. What a fine mess she'd gotten herself into! Now that she'd balled him once, and so willingly, Donny would expect her to do it again. But she couldn't let that happen.
She'd have to avoid being alone with him from now on. She knew she couldn't trust herself around the kid. Look at her behavior last night.
She'd just vowed never to be alone with him again, and she'd ended up making love with him. Her long-denied sexual needs were more than she could control. So from this moment forward, she must have nothing to do with Donny.
Miserably Dora got up, dressed, and went to make the boys' breakfast. All through the meal Donny kept looking at her pleadingly, silently asking her when they could get together again. Dora avoided his eyes. She began thinking how she could stay away from him that day, and finally she came up with a plan.
"Teddy," she said to the middle brother, "I'm going to need some help around here today, carrying heavy things. If you're not doing anything else, would you help me?"
Teddy gave her an adoring smile. In spite of her stern and frosty manner, all three of the brothers seemed to like her. "Oh, sure, Miss Winters," he said, "I'd be glad to help."
Donny looked stricken. He finally caught Dora's eye, and his expression plainly said: Why didn't you ask ME? It would have been the perfect opportunity for them to be alone together and get it on. Dora looked away quickly. Donny would just have to get it through his head that what they'd done was wrong and that it must not happen again.
"I'll just do up the breakfast dishes," she said to Teddy, "and meet you in the kitchen in about fifteen minutes."
"Right on," Teddy beamed.
Dora had hardly begun washing the dishes when Donny came into the kitchen. He walked right up to her, took her by the shoulders, and looked her in the eye. "What the hell's going on?" he demanded. "How come you asked Teddy to help you out, when you could have asked me? I mean, we could have got it on again and..."
"Now listen to me, young man," Dora interrupted. "You must realize that we did something very wrong and that we can't do it again. I'm going to keep Teddy and Bobby around me so I won't be alone with you."
"Oh, shit!" Donny spat, "I can't believe this, lady, your attitudes are just plain fucked."
"Just watch your language," Dora began -- but Donny had already marched from the room in disgust.
A few minutes later Teddy arrived. Not quite as tall as Donny, and a bit huskier, he was just as handsome and blond and blue-eyed as his brother. He gave Dora a pleasant smile and sat down to wait till she finished the dishes. Dora felt easy with him. How could she possibly have any trouble with him?
Fortunately, for her peace of mind, she didn't know what Teddy was thinking. He might look young and innocent, but his main concern was sex and lots of it. He seemed to be horny every waking minute, and very often even in his dreams. Right now he was thinking what a great body Miss Winters had and how much he'd like to ball her.
Teddy didn't have quite as much experience as Donny, but he'd balled a few chicks from school and was eagerly looking forward to more such fun. There weren't many girls available during summer vacation, so all his attention was focused on his beautiful governess. True, Miss Winters acted icy and distant, as if she despised all men, but maybe there was a chance of turning her on. Teddy intended to do his very best.
"Very well, Teddy," Dora said, drying off her hands, "I'm ready far you now."
He wished she meant that in another way. "Okay, Miss Winters," he sighed, "what are we gonna do?"
"It's time I got some laundry done," Dora said. "I'll need you to carry the clothes baskets down to the basement."
Teddy had no trouble with the heavy baskets. His mind was on Miss Winters -- how he could approach her and arouse her. Donny and Bobby had gone off to the beach, so this was an excellent time to make his move. When he got to the basement with the last basket, he found Miss Winters bending over the dirty clothes and sorting them. Even in that ugly black dress her pert little ass was well outlined. Teddy felt urgently horny.
He set down his basket next to her and brushed against her. She glanced at him in surprise. "Gee, Miss Winters," he sighed, "you sure are pretty."
Dora straightened up and backed off. Teddy followed right along. "Uh, thank you, Teddy," she said uneasily. "I wonder if you'd go mow the lawn now."
"I sure will, in just a minute," he said, moving up close again. "But I don't want to waste this chance to be alone with you."
"Alone?" Dora squeaked. The boy was moving right along with her, and now her back was against the wall.
"Yeah," Teddy grinned. "Donny and Bobby went to the beach, and they'll be gone all day. You and I could really have some fun together." He reached out and put his hands on her waist.
Dora's mind reeled. This was like a replay of her encounters with Donny, a blatantly horny adolescent coming on to her, a boy who had never been denied anything in his life and was sure of getting what he wanted. Teddy clearly expected her to fall into his arms. He had to be set straight in a hurry.
"Teddy, forget it," Dora snapped. "I wouldn't consider doing anything of the kind. And if you can't behave, I want you out of this room right away. It would be best if you went and mowed the lawn."
"It'd be even better if we balled," Teddy leered. He made a dive for her, trying to pull her into his arms, but Dora squealed with alarm and ducked away from him. She started for the door of the laundry room, but Teddy was right behind her. He tackled her, and they went down in a pile of laundry. Before she knew what was happening, the panting boy was lying on top of her, pinning her down.
"Teddy, you let me go this second," Dora sputtered, "or your parents will hear about it."
"Aw, they won't believe you," Teddy said confidently. "Come on, Miss Winters, let me get it on with you. You'd dig it, honest. I'm no virgin."
Dora moaned. Was any of the Taylor boys a virgin? It seemed as if they were all teenage sex fiends. She set her hands against Teddy's shoulders and pushed, but the husky teenager was even stronger than his brother. He just laughed at her efforts, then leaned down and kissed her, jamming his mouth hard against hers. He forced her lips apart and wriggled his tongue into her mouth.
As he kissed her, Dora felt his crotch grinding against hers. At the moment of impact his fly was soft, but it quickly mushroomed into a big hard lump. His stiff young cock fought the confinement of his jeans, rubbing hard against her tender muff. Dora pushed and pushed at his shoulders but couldn't budge him. She was forced to submit to his kiss till he came up for air.
"Hey, Miss Winters," he said breathlessly, "why fight it? Why don't we lust take off our clothes and do it? We'll be alone all day."
"Do it?" Dora gasped. "Teddy, that's insane. I'm your governess, not your girlfriend. I'm old enough to be your mother."
"I don't care," Teddy said, fumbling with the buttons at the neck of her dress, "you're a really sexy lady, and I wanta ball you."
"Oh, my God," Dora moaned.
His hard young cock kept grinding against her bush, and she couldn't help but remember the last cock she'd encountered -- Donny's wonderfully stiff prick pounding deep in her famished cunt, driving her into ecstasy. She felt a rush of longing. It would be so great to be fucked again. But she couldn't permit herself to do it. She was in enough trouble already. Using all her strength, she shoved at his shoulders and finally managed to throw him off.
"Hey, dammit," Teddy yelped.
Dora started to get up, but once again he tackled her, this time forcing her onto her belly. Determined to end her struggles, he grabbed a pair of pantyhose from the laundry pile and quickly tied her hands behind her. While Dora wept and struggled, be found another pair and tied her ankles together. Then he rolled her over and grinned at her in triumph.
"There," Teddy leered, "I guess you won't be fighting me any more, Miss Winters. Now we can really have some fun."
Dora stared up at him in horror. She really was helpless now, and with Donny and Bobby gone, she'd have to submit to everything Teddy did to her. It was too awful to be believed. She wept softly as the eager boy began unbuttoning the front of her dress. There were buttons all the way to the hem, and soon Teddy had the whole dress open. He drew it open wide, exposing Dora in just her bra and panties.
"Oh, wow," Teddy exclaimed, "you really got a terrific figure, Miss Winters."
"Teddy, for God's sake," Dora sobbed, "stop before you go too far, this is rape. You could get into terrible trouble for this."
Teddy just grinned, confident that his parents wouldn't believe any stories Miss Winters might tell about him. He reached around her and unhooked her bra, eager to see her jugs. He pushed the bra up out of the way and ogled her magnificent big round tits. They looked like swollen melons, firm and ripe and capped with pretty little pink nipples. Moaning, Teddy reached out and cupped them.
"Oh, please, nooo," Dora moaned.
She could see that her protests were in vain. The violently horny boy wouldn't leave her alone till he'd fucked her. All she could do was lie there and take it. But at least she could try to control herself. She vowed not to let go like she'd done with Donny. As Teddy's firm hands closed over her sensitive tits, she tried to blot out the pleasant sensations.
"Oh, man," Teddy sighed, "you got the biggest boobs I ever saw. Real nice."
He ran his hands all over her big swollen jugs, enjoying their heat and silky texture. Miss Winters shivered, and her eyes fluttered a little, but otherwise she didn't seem to be turned on. Well, too bad. He intended to enjoy her lovely body anyway.
He knew he wouldn't be punished far it. His father was rich and could get him out of any kind of trouble.
So without a single worry, the blond teenager caressed his governess' big ripe tits while she wept and writhed in a hopeless attempt to escape. When he tired of fondling her boobs, he bent down and licked them, running his hot slick tongue all over the satiny pale globes. Again Miss Winters shivered but otherwise showed no response. Teddy applied the stiff tip of his tongue to small pink nipples, flicking and lashing them. Slowly the soft buds rose into stiffness under his stroking tongue.
As Dora's nipples went rigid, they became even more sensitive. She felt little shivers of pleasure running from her tongue-stroked nipples right down to her pussy. She felt her gash start to glow and moisten. To her shame, she was getting rapidly horny. The boy was going to rape her anyway, no matter what she did or said, so why not enjoy it?
But, no, she couldn't let herself do that. She had to keep her pride and dignity. She had to let Teddy know that she didn't want his disgusting rape. She forced herself to look stern and unmoved as the boy tongued her tender little nipples. He didn't seem bothered by her cold looks. He went on happily playing with her tits.
Teddy sucked one nipple, then the other, going back and forth, making a lewd wet slurping noise.
It felt very exciting, and Dora had trouble maintaining liar stern expression. Her heart hammered as she realized that his cock would soon be in her -- and then she scolded herself for her wicked thoughts. In no way must she show any sign of enjoyment.
Teddy finally tired of playing with her big swollen tits, and he grasped the waistband of her panties. How was he going to get them off with her ankles tied? He fished in his pockets and found his jackknife. He used it to slit Dora's panties right up the front, cutting them in half. The halves parted, and he gawked delightedly at her lovely little flamecolored bush. She was staring at him in horror.
"Oh, my God, you're really going to do it, aren't you?" she wept.
Teddy just grinned. He didn't have time to waste on talk. He wanted to devote every second to enjoying Miss Winters' luscious body. He reached out and petted the soft warm curls of her muff, and she flinched and sobbed. Bay, would his brothers envy him now. Ever since Miss Winters arrived, they'd been talking about getting into her pants.
Teddy parted the copper-furred lips of her muff and exposed the small scarlet button of her clit. The girls he'd dated from school had shown him where they liked to be touched, and he was hoping Miss Winters would like the same thing. He placed a fingertip against her moist hot joy button and began to massage it.
"Ooooooo," Dora squealed.
She hated herself for that outburst, but she simply couldn't help it. Nothing felt better than having her clit massaged. That was how Uncle Norman had seduced her, and that was how Donny had broken her resistance. She feared the same thing would work for Teddy. Dizzying pleasure rippled through her whole body as the boy frigged her cunt.
"Oh, please, Teddy, stop," she whined.
"Bullshit," he grinned, "you like it."
"I do not," Dora sobbed.
But she couldn't fool Teddy. He'd felt a sizzling hot burst of cream from her cunt, wetting his fingers. He stroked her hot red clit faster, harder, and more sticky juice oozed over his finger. Miss Winters was struggling to keep her expression cold and distant, but he was sure she liked him to play with her cunt. He took the wet throbbing bud between two fingers and kneaded it.
"OHHHHHH!" Dora gasped.
He leered at her, and she closed her eyes to avoid that mocking look. Damn him, damn him, he was getting her hugely aroused. Marvelous sensations radiated through her pussy as the boy frigged her clit, and she couldn't stop the furious juicing of her hungry little twat. Again she imagined his rigid young dick going into her, and she creamed even more, heavily.
"Come off it, Miss Winters," Teddy said excitedly, "I can tell you like it. Your pussy's all wet. Just tell me you like it, and I'll untie you. We could have more fun that way."
"Nooooo," Dora whined.
She wanted to be untied, but she couldn't tell the boy that she liked his naughty finger-play. She gritted her teeth and fought the mounting pleasure that seared through her hungry wet pussy. It was a losing battle. Soon she was quivering on the very brink of climax. She prayed she wouldn't disgrace herself by coming in front of him.
Just as she was about to climax, Teddy decided to change tactics. He released her swollen wet clit and slid his hand down between her clenched thighs. He managed to ease his hand between them and find the gushing little hole of her cunt-mouth. Quickly he worked his middle finger inside, making it stiff, thrusting it in clear to the last knuckle. Miss Winters lurched and moaned.
"Ohhhhhh," she cried "oh, my GOD!"
She so desperately needed something stiff and long in her love-starved box that even Teddy's slim finger felt terrific. Helplessly she felt her cunt gushing steaming juice around his finger. Her cuntwalls gripped his finger greedily. Then he began working it up and down like a tiny cock, and Dora almost fainted with pleasure.
"No, no, NOOOO!" she cried.
Teddy leered down at her. He knew her protests meant nothing, for he could feel her snug little box tugging at his finger and feel her scalding cream. She might say no to his frigging, but she really wanted it, wanted it desperately. He pumped his finger faster, harder, in her molten-hot twat.
"Ohhhhhh, OHHHHH!" Dora moaned.
"Yeah, you like it, all right," Teddy panted. "And I bet you'd like this, even better. Take a look."
Dora opened her eyes and stared dizzily at him. He'd unzipped his jeans and taken out his cock. It was a thick six-incher, clean and pale and handsome, the head rosy and hugely swollen. The small slit-mouth of his prick was oozing bright little bubbles of juice. Dora wanted that gorgeous young cock urgently, but she knew it was wrong to even think about it.
"Let me just get my pants off," Teddy said, "and then we'll fuck."
He moved away from her and stood, to lower his pants. In desperation Dora managed to roll over onto her hands and knees. Clumsily she attempted to hunch her way toward the door. Teddy just laughed.
"Oh, you wanta do it doggy-style?" he chuckled. "Fine by me."
Dora didn't know what he meant until he dropped to his knees behind her and thrust his cock into her. She gasped as she felt the thick hard meat plugging her snug little cunt-hole, filling her completely. Teddy seized her hips and began fucking her furiously, ramming his swollen dick deep into her juicy little twat.
"QHHHHHHH!" Dora gasped.
"Oh, Jesus, it's good," Teddy whined. "You got such a tight cunt, Miss Winters, and it's so fuckin' hot!"
Dora scarcely heard him, she was so overwhelmed with pleasure. Donny's seduction had awakened her body after twenty-three years of sexless existence, and now that she was fucking again, she couldn't get enough of it. Teddy's steel-hard young cock rammed her seething little cunt again and again, and she loved each rough deep thrust.
She fought to keep from losing her self-control, but it was no use. She needed this too much. The struggle and tension went out of her body, and she raised her ass higher, helplessly offering her cunt to the boy's jerking cock. Each time his stiff meat rammed her womb, she moaned in ecstasy. Her fiery-hot cunt-juice boiled around his prick and overflowed her twat, gushing down her thighs.
Teddy had been mindlessly enjoying the snugness and heat of her cunt, but after awhile he remembered his manners. He liked Miss Winters and didn't want to injure her. "Gee, Miss Winters," he panted, "I'm not doing it too hard, am I? You want me to go slower?"
"Noooo," Dora whined, too aroused to care what she said, "do it tome hard, Teddy, as hard as you can. Oh, God, I need it. Fuck me HARD."
Teddy grinned blissfully. His hunch had been right. His stem governess was horny as hell. But he was more than happy to help her out.
Chapter Five
When Donny and Bobby got home late that afternoon, they found their brother Teddy looking strangely smug. Miss Winters, on the other hand, blushed every time anybody caught her eye and seemed very uneasy. It didn't take Donny long to put two and two together.
As soon as he was alone with Teddy, Donny said, "Hey, just exactly what did you and Miss Winters do while we were gone?"
Teddy's grin looked a mile wide. "Aw, nothing," he said.
Teddy gawked at him. "How did you know?" he exclaimed.
"Never mind how I know," Donny said. "It's true, isn't it? You got it on with her?"
"Well, yeah," Teddy admitted, "down in the laundry room."
"Shit," Donny muttered. "How'd you get her to do it?"
Teddy didn't look so proud now. "Well, she didn't wanta do it at first," he admitted, "so I tied her up. But later she really liked it. I'm not kidding, Donny. We did it three times, and she was really turned on."
"I believe it," Donny sighed.
He was plenty teed off. Miss Winters had refused him, but she'd made it with his younger brother. And just as she'd done with Donny, she'd resisted Teddy at first, then become enthusiastic. So much for all her protests. Donny definitely wasn't going to take no for an answer, not any more. If she could fuck Teddy, she could fuck him.
For the rest of the day Donny waited for a chance to be alone with Miss Winters, but the opportunity didn't come till nighttime when his brothers had gone to bed. Miss Winters had retired for the night, too, but Donny could see a light under her door. He crept down the hall in his pajamas and silently turned her doorknob. He stepped into the room and found Miss Winters in bed with a book. She caught sight of him and stared.
"Donny, how dare you enter my room without knocking?" she demanded.
"Aw, cut the crap," Donny said, marching right over to the bed. "I don't buy your innocent act any more, Miss Winters. I know you let Teddy fuck you today."
Dora blushed hotly. "He told on me!" she gasped.
"I figured out what happened, and I made him tell," Donny said. "And by God, Miss Winters, if you can ball my brother, you can ball me. Get that nightgown off."
Dora moaned. What awful mess had she gotten herself into now? Because she'd let her lust run away with her, she was at this boy's mercy. He knew her terrible secret, and he'd surely tell his parents if she didn't cooperate with him. Yet it was wrong to go to bed with him. Dora didn't know what to do.
"Please, Donny, try to understand," she said. "I couldn't seem to help myself with you and Teddy, but that doesn't make it right. We must all try to behave ourselves till your parents get home."
"Bull," said Donny. "I'm horny, and I want you. You fucked Teddy, and you can fuck me. What difference will it make if you do it one more time?"
"Well know it's wrong, and I'm not going to do it," Dora said hotly. "Now, you just go back to your room and forget it, young man."
That was exactly the wrong thing to say to Donny. He was mad enough already. It seemed Miss Winters was always protesting that she didn't want to get it on, yet she loved it once they got started. And she'd been willing enough this afternoon with Teddy. There was no reason why she shouldn't be willing now. Her phony purity really pissed him off.
"Like I said," Donny snarled, "get that nightgown off -- or I'll tear it off."
He made a dive for her. Dora squealed with alarm and tried to crawl out the other side of the bed, but Donny pulled her back. He pushed down the covers and seized the hem of her nightgown. While Dora wept in protest, the angry boy pushed her nightgown right up to her chin, exposing her big heaving tits and pretty little coppery bush. Gazing hungrily at her naked body, Donny quickly skinned out of his pajamas. His handsome seven inch cock was stiff as a board, tightly hugging his belly.
Just the sight of that pale rigid prick was enough to turn Dora on. She was ashamed of herself, but the fact remained that the more fucking she did, the more she wanted. That afternoon, when Teddy began fucking her, she simply couldn't get enough. She'd begged him to do it to her two more times, until his young cock just wouldn't get hard again. Yet now she was still horny.
That didn't mean it was right to give in to Donny, however. Even as she stared at his rock, hard cock, wanting it urgently, she knew she couldn't voluntarily get it on with a teenager boy. As Donny tossed aside his pajamas and threw himself on her, Dora fought fiercely, pushing at his shoulders, trying to squirm out from under him. Donny cursed.
"Dammit, Miss Winters, will you quit fighting me?" he panted, "You know you want it. And even if you don't, I'm gonna fuck you. So why don't you just lie still and open your legs?"
"Never," Dora sobbed. "You know this is wrong, Donny. Please, leave me alone."
Donny was exasperated. He was also terrifically horny, however, and not about to give up. He thought of something a girl had taught him to do, something that really drove her wild. Maybe it would work on Miss Winters, too. He knew he could overpower her and rape her, but it would be much more exciting to turn her on and get her whole-hearted cooperation.
"All right, Miss Winters," he said, "I'll make a deal with you. I won't fuck you if you'll let me go down on you."
"DQ what?" Dora cried.
"You know," Donny said, "give you some head, eat your pussy."
Dora blushed furiously. She still wasn't quite sure what the boy meant, but it sounded dirty and wicked. Still, she must do everything she could to avoid fucking him. And if this kinky thing would satisfy him, wouldn't it be better to submit? At least then her conscience would be satisfied.
"All right, Donny," she said nervously, "you can, uh, do it, if you promise to leave my room as soon as you're finished."
Donny grinned. "Sure, Miss Winters," he said, "I promise."
He was pretty certain that Miss Winters didn't know a damned thing about pussy-eating, otherwise she would never have consented to let him do it. He intended to try everything his girlfriend had taught him, to turn Miss Winters on so hotly that she'd be begging for his cock. Eagerly he seized her legs and started to draw them apart.
"What are you doing?" Dora squealed.
"Just what I said," Donny answered. "I'm gonna eat you, Miss Winters, but I gotta get to your pussy to do that. Come on, open your legs."
Dora couldn't stop blushing as she allowed the boy to spread her legs wide and bend them back at the knees, totally exposing her lush naked gash. She also suspected it was a trick, and she watched Donny carefully. She was determined that if he attempted to put his cock in her, she'd kick him. But he made no move to fuck her. Instead he went belly-down between her outstretched legs, his hot breath fanning her slit.
"N-Now what are you doing?" Dora gasped. "You'll find out in just a second," Donny chuckled.
He paused a moment, admiring Miss Winters' pussy. It really was a beauty, ripe scarlet flesh fringed with coppery little curls. He wondered where to start, the bright red bud of her clit, the shadowy little mouth of her cunt, or the tiny clenched mouth of her asshole? He remembered where his girlfriend had liked to be licked best.
Dora felt the boy parting the furry lips of her bush and exposing the small lump of her clit. She quivered, wondering what on earth he was going to do to her. She didn't understand any of the terms he'd used, like "pussy-eating". Then suddenly she had a delicious sensation. Something hot and wet and slick was tickling her highly sensitive clit.
"My God," she gasped.
It felt marvelous, better than anything she'd ever experienced in her life. That warm wet thing kept lapping back and forth over her horny little clit, making her whole pussy melt with pleasure. Dizzily she looked down and saw that Donny's head was between her thighs. His red tongue was moving steadily back and forth over her clit. Dora gasped and reddened.
It was scandalous, filthy. The boy was actually licking her pussy, using his tongue on her most private places. She really couldn't allow that. And yet it felt so damned good. And she'd made a deal with him, hadn't she? She'd promised to let him do this if he didn't fuck her. Dora was torn with indecision.
Meanwhile Donny lapped faster and faster on her hot slick clit. He could tell Miss Winters was shocked and undecided, and he wanted to be sure to turn her on before she began protesting again. He pressed his tongue more firmly against the hot tasty button of her clit, licking it fast and hard. He heard her gasp, felt her quiver.
Dora knew now that she wasn't going to ask him to stop. She had their bargain as an excuse, but beyond that, it just felt too good. She knew she was being shameless. It really was disgusting to allow a young boy to lick her pussy. But, dammit all, she craved the dizzying pleasure it brought. She couldn't bear to make him stop.
Gradually she relaxed and concentrated just on the fantastic pleasure of having her clit licked. Her ever-horny cunt began to leak steamy thick juice, and her pussy began to swell with need. Donny's tongue lapped ever faster and harder on her throbbing little clit, and she struggled not to groan with delight. She didn't want the boy to know how much she was enjoying his wicked tonguing.
But Donny knew already. Miss Winters didn't have to tell him a thing. He heard her rapid breathing, felt her gorgeous body quivering with pleasure. Most revealing of all, her cunt was leaking a steady thick stream of juice that soaked his bobbing chin. To his delight, he was getting her steadily more aroused.
To add to her pleasure, Donny slipped his hands under her writhing little ass and drew her pussy higher, then pressed his lips to the moist quivering lump of her clit. He drew the little bud into his mouth and started sucking on it. He sucked it fast and hard, making an obscene wet slurping noise. Miss Winters lurched violently.
"OHHHHH!" she gasped.
Donny's cunt-licking had been delicious, but his sucking was even better. Dora couldn't believe the pleasure she felt. Her pussy seemed swollen to bursting, and her cunt gushed an enormous flood of molten juice into the boy's face. Her clit was deliciously bathed with his hot saliva and lashed with his slick tongue. As he sucked her famished little joy button faster and faster, Dora felt herself spinning helplessly towards climax.
"Oh, God," she whimpered. "OH, OHHHHH!"
Donny felt her coming. Her body bucked violently, and her cunt gushed a huge load of juice that drenched his chin. He kept a firm grip on her churning ass and sucked as fast and hard as he could on her squirting clit. Miss Winters shrieked with pleasure and clawed the sheet. He waited till her climax was over, then raised his head and grinned at her triumphantly.
"I figured you'd get off on that," he said, watching her blush and lower her eyes. "But that's just for openers, Miss Winters. I bet you'll really dig this."
Before Dora could respond, his blond head dipped between her thighs again. She knew she should tell him to stop, but she could hardly wait to find out what delicious thing he was going to do to her next. She felt his wet hot tongue tickling down from her clit, deeper into her steamy wet gash, till it was rimming the very mouth of her cunt. She blushed at his wickedness, but she couldn't ignore the intense pleasure she felt.
Donny rimmed the wet little mouth of her box till she was panting and quivering. Then he made his tongue stiff and plunged it right into her cunt, pushing as deep as he could.
"EEEEEEE!" Dora shrieked.
She felt her cunt being impaled on his long stiff tongue, and she couldn't stifle the cry of bliss that tore from her lips. It was a marvelous sensation to have that long stiff tongue probing deep in her hungry little box. She kept her legs as wide open as she could, allowing him to work his tongue almost to her womb. Her sizzling cunt-juice gushed around his tongue. Then he began to work the stiff tongue-meat up and down in her box like a miniature cock.
"Ohhhhh, GOD," Dora yelped.
It felt so fantastically good to be tongue-fucked, she didn't even try to control herself. She jerked her famished pussy up and down in time to his strokes, and she clawed the bed and moaned hoarsely. Donny kept a tight grip on her writhing ass and worked his tongue hard and deep in her creamy tight twat.
He knew Miss Winters was wildly aroused, though she was too proud to admit it. Well, he didn't care if she admitted it or not. His triumph would come when he brought her off again. He kept working his tongue hard and deep in her flaming-hot cunt, and he rubbed his nose against the swollen wet lump of her clit. It was like pressing a magic button. She moaned and began to come.
"AHHHHHH!" she wailed.
Dora felt her cunt walls contracting, closing hard around the boy's deeply buried tongue. Her cream gushed around it and overflowed her spasming box. She writhed and wailed in a powerful climax, spinning out of control. Long wonderful moments later her convulsions finally ended, and once more Donny came up for air. He was leering at her, and she lowered her eyes in shame.
"Don't be so bashful, Miss Winters," he laughed. "I know you liked it. I know you want more. Just let me catch my breath, and I'll get you off again."
Dora forced herself to speak. "Donny, we'd really better stop now. It's late."
"It's not that late," Donny replied. "Just let me do it a little more, Miss Winters. Let me eat your pussy a little while longer."
He didn't wait for her consent. Once again he guzzled into her fiery-hot dripping pussy and lashed the silken flesh with his tongue. Miss Winters gave in very easily this time. She moaned, flopped back on the pillows, and went limp with submission, keeping her legs open very wide. Donny chuckled to himself. He had an idea that would send her right through the roof.
Dora felt the boy's tongue lapping briefly at her cunt-mouth, then moving even lower in her drenched hot gash. He lapped and tickled downward till he was teasing the tiny tight mouth of her asshole. Dora gasped and blushed. That really was too much. Even her lust for pleasure couldn't blind her to the wickedness of what he was doing.
"Donny, stop that," she scolded. "It isn't right to lick me there."
Donny's response was to pop his thick wet tongue right up her asshole.
"EEEEEEEE!" Dora screeched.
She felt the thick tongue-meat gliding up her bumhole and almost fainted with pleasure. Donny shoved his tongue clear to the root in her tight pungent brownie, and she was astonished at how great it felt. Of course it was wicked and wrong of him to do it, but, my God, it felt fantastic. Her cunt gushed a huge load of hot cream into his face.
Then he began tongue-fucking her, and she wailed with ecstasy. She just couldn't help herself, it felt so marvelous. She arched her body upward, wanting to take his jerking tongue as deep as possible in her highly sensitive asshole. Donny caught her excitement and worked his stiff tongue even faster and harder in her gripping hot brownie.
"Ohhhhh," Dora moaned.
The whole room seemed to explode in blinding light as yet another orgasm rocked her body. As she wailed and rocked, Donny gripped her ass securely and kept his tongue working hard and deep in her fiery-hot burnhole. Dora had never had such an explosive climax in her life. It seemed to go on and on.
Finally, though, her spasms faded and she found Donny sitting up and grinning at her. His face was drenched with her cream. As he wiped it away, Dora moaned in shame. Why couldn't she control her wicked lust? How could she possibly have permitted the boy to do all those kinky things to her? She'd behaved like a slut.
Donny saw her confusion and embarrassment, and he quickly took advantage of it. While she was still dazed, he got to his knees and poked the swollen red head of his cock into the soaked little mouth of her cunt. He pushed, and as he went into her, Miss Winters' eyes widened in surprise and disbelief. Donny blissfully shoved his cock all the way into her hot juicy cunt, till his swollen nut sacs rested against her soaked pussy.
"Donny, NO!" Dora squealed. "You promised you wouldn't fuck me."
Donny grinned broadly. "I lied," he said. He began fucking her slowly, savoring her deliciously snug cunt. He wondered how in hell she could be so tight. Her box was smaller than those of the teenage girls he'd balled. It was wonderfully juicy and hot, too, the perfect nest for his eager young prick. Slowly he pushed clear to her womb, then just as gradually moved back.
"Oh, Donny, you promised," Dora moaned.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhh, my God, take it out of meee!" Her resistance was weakening rapidly, and they both knew it. Dora loved having her long-starved cunt filled again and again with his magnificent seven-inch prick. He was on his knees, and they could both watch his pale thick dick moving slowly up and down between the plump pink lips of her cunt. Soon his prick was dripping with her juice.
"Nooooo," Dora whined feebly.
Donny just grinned. He could see the changes coming over Miss Winters as he balled her. Her whole body was going pink with arousal, her big tits stiffening and swelling. He felt her molten-hot cunt-cream swirling around his prick each time he dipped it into her. Her eyes got glassy with lust, and her teeth flashed in a horny grimace. She might protest, but she clearly loved his fucking.
He speeded it up, thrusting his iron-hard young cock roughly and harder in her juicy little box. "OHHHHHH!" she gasped. "OHHHHH, GOD!"
Her cunt gushed again, and this time the sizzling cream overflowed her snug box and soaked his balls. Her famished twat gripped his dick greedily, and she began to make little gurgling noises as he plunged his meat into her faster and faster. Now her hips began to jerk in time to his strokes and she was clawing the sheet.
"You love it, don't you, Miss Winters?" Donny taunted.
"Noooo," she lied.
He wasn't taking any more of that crap. "Oh, you don't like it?" he sneered. "Okay, I'll quit."
He whipped his cream-soaked cock out of her. Dora stared at it desperately. That handsome gleaming thick prick, wagging lewdly, heavily right in front of her eyes -- she just had to have it. It was horribly embarrassing to tell him so, but she felt she'd die if she didn't have more of his fucking.
"P-Please," she whimpered, "don't stop."
Donny wasn't satisfied with that meek request. He wanted a complete victory, complete submission. "Tell me what you want me to do," he demanded.
Dora's face was flaming. "Put it back in me," she moaned. "Fuck me. Please."
"That's better," Donny said.
He lowered himself onto her hot silky body and quickly thrust his swollen eager dick back in the delicious hot nest of her cunt. She didn't hold back this time. She clung to him, and slammed her pussy up and down in time to his rough fast fucking. He slid his hands under her ass and dug his prick into her as deep as he could.
"Oh, God, YES!" Dora wailed.
"You like it now, don't you?" Donny panted.
"Yes, yes, I love it," she groaned. "Fuck me, fuck meeeee..."
"You bet I will, Miss Winters," he said, "any time I want to. From now on, I'll ball you whenever I please, and you'd damn well better remember that."
Chapter Six
"You did note,"
"Yes, I did."
"Like hell you did."
"Like hell I didn't. I'm telling you, I was in her room last night, and I fucked her three times," Donny said hotly.
"She wouldn't let you do that," Teddy maintained. "Hell, I had to tie her up to get her to do it."
"Well, I didn't," Donny said proudly.
"You're fulla shit," Teddy, replied.
As the two brothers argued, their younger brother Bobby listened avidly. Unknown to them, he was, right outside the door of Donny's room and could hear everything they said. He believed both his older brothers, but it was hard to comprehend the fantastic news. They'd both fucked Miss Winters! Bobby sighed with envy. He'd give anything to have that kind of luck.
Of the three brothers, only Bobby was still a virgin. He was allowed to date, but he didn't yet have his brothers' finesse with girls. He was really sick of being a virgin, and he could hardly wait to find out what fucking was like. Maybe Miss Winters was the answer to his prayers. If she'd put out for his brothers, there was a chance that she'd do it for him, too.
Bobby's golden opportunity came after breakfast, Miss Winters had been acting very strangely around Teddy and Donny -- blushing, unable to meet their eyes. Now as she was clearing off the table, she looked anxiously at Bobby. He returned her gaze eagerly.
"Bobby," she said, "we really must get the yard in shape. I wonder if you'd help me with it today?"
Bobby, who hated yard work, replied enthusiastically, "Oh, sure, Miss Winters. I'll go start mowing right away."
"Fine, thank you, Bobby," Miss Winters beamed. "I'll join you as soon as I do the dishes."
She left the room, and Bobby's brothers looked at him enviously. "You lucky little bastard," Teddy sighed, "you get to spend the whole day alone with her."
"She's probably too uptight to stay alone with us," Donny added gloomily. "Dammit, I wish I could figure her out."
"Yeah," Teddy complained, "first she says no, then she says yes. You never know what to expect."
Bobby had a hunch about what they were saying, but he couldn't let them know that he'd spied on their earlier conversation. He tried to look innocent as he said, "What are you guys talking about?"
Teddy and Donny looked at each other, and then Donny shrugged and said, "Oh, hell, we might as well let him in on it. It's not fair not to give him a chance." He turned to Bobby and said, "Look, Teddy and I both managed to screw Miss Winters. It wasn't easy, but we did it. That's why she's so uptight around us. She thinks she's only safe with you."
Bobby grinned, a grin so mischievous that his older brothers had to grin back. "I get the point," he said, "and I'll sure try."
"Well, good luck," Teddy said reluctantly.
"Yeah, hope you can make out, kid," Donny sighed.
Bobby hurried out to the back yard and got the power mower going. Soon Miss Winters joined him, but there was no chance to talk over the roar of the motor. She just smiled at Bobby and started weeding flower beds. As he mowed, Bobby plotted and plotted. What should his first move be? How could he manage to get Miss Winters in the mood for fucking?
He knew it wasn't going to be easy, but he sure as hell was going to try. He kept glancing at his lovely red-haired governess as she leaned over the flowerbeds. He could see the neat round outline of her ass, and he could see her long gorgeous legs. He imagined undressing her, thrusting his virgin cock into her. His prick lurched and began to swell.
Finally he was finished with the lawn and could turn off the noisy mower. He walked over to Miss Winters and said politely, "I'm done with the lawn now, ma'am. What else would you like me to do?"
Dora smiled at him. Innocent Bobby was really a rather nice boy, she thought. She didn't have to worry around him. He was, extremely attractive, just like his brothers, but his slim body hadn't finished filling out, and he was hardly taller than she was. He was just a boy, and she felt relaxed around him.
"I think we'll prune the fruit trees next, Bobby," she said. "When you put the mower away, perhaps you can find some pruning shears."
"Yes, ma'am," Bobby chirped.
His heart was knocking as he returned with two pairs of shears. To prune the trees they'd have to go into the little orchard at the back of the lot, which was entirely hidden from the view of anyone. He'd be absolutely alone with Miss Winters. That would be the time to make his move -- if only he could come up with some opening maneuver.
They walked into the orchard, and Miss Winters started showing him how to prune. "Some of these higher branches are dead," she said. "They'll have to go. Here's what you do."
She climbed nimbly into a tree and started cutting off dead and rotten branches. To Bobby's delight, he could see right up the skirt of her prim black dress. Naturally he took advantage of the view. He saw the crotch of her white cotton panties -- and something else. A few wispy flamecolored hairs escaped along the side of the crotch. Bobby swallowed hard. Miss Winters' pussy fur was the same lovely color as the hair on her head. He was dying to see the rest of her bush. He gawked eagerly up her skirt.
Just then she happened to turn and look at him. She saw where he was looking and blushed furiously. Bobby cursed himself for getting caught, but it was too late now.
"Bobby!" she scolded. "How dare you look up my dress?"
He tried to play it cool. "Aw, I bet my brothers would have done a lot more than that," he said.
Miss Winters gasped. "What do you mean by that?" she said. "Have they been telling you things about me?"
"Uh-huh," Bobby admitted.
Miss Winters got down from the tree. She stared at him, pale and trembling. "B-Bobby," she said nervously, "just what did Teddy and Donny tell you about me?"
"Well, just that they'd both balled you," Bobby confessed.
"Oh, my God," Dora moaned.
She leaned against the tree and burst into tears of mortification. Now everybody in the house knew about her shameful misconduct. As she wept, Bobby hurried up to her and put his arms around her. She was too upset to respond. He pulled her against him and patted her.
"Aw, don't cry, Miss Winters," he soothed. "I won't tell my parents, honest. And I'll see that Donny and Teddy don't tell either. You just treat me right, and you won't have a thing to worry about."
Dora looked him in the eye. Could he possibly mean what she thought? The boy's eyes were glassy with lust, and as he pressed against her, she felt a big hard bulge at his crotch. She gasped and started to wriggle out of his embrace, but just then he planted a wet clumsy kiss on her mouth.
Oh, my God, Dora thought, not again.
It was like a replay of her experience with his older brothers. A horny adolescent boy pursuing her till he wore down her resistance -- it was happening again. Dora had been so sure she was safe with the youngest brother, but quite obviously she was wrong. Bobby's swollen cock strained at the confinement of his jeans and rubbed roughly against her belly.
Dora wrenched her face aside from his kiss. "Bobby, you stop this at once!" she cried. "Let me go! I don't care what your brothers told you, I'm not going to do anything wrong."
Now Bobby was annoyed. Dammit all, she'd put out for his brothers, so why not for him? He just couldn't stand it if he didn't get to ball her, too. His polite act hadn't worked, so now he'd get tough -- because no way in the world was he giving up. He gripped her firmly by the shoulders.
"Okay, look, Miss Winters," he said angrily, "you fucked my brothers, and you're gonna fuck me. Otherwise I'm telling my parents what you did with Donny and Teddy. You got that?"
Dora moaned. What on earth was she going to do? She couldn't risk having the Taylors find out about her misconduct -- they could have her arrested, and she'd never get another job. Shameful as it was, she seemed to have no choice but to do what Bobby wanted. She looked at him, blushing deeply.
"Very well, Bobby," she sobbed, "you don't give me much choice. But I'll only do it once. Let's do it and get it over with."
"Hot damn," Bobby exclaimed gleefully.
He could hardly believe his trick had worked. He hadn't really intended to fink on Miss Winters, no matter what happened, but now be was glad he'd threatened to do it. She seemed completely submissive.
She'd do anything he wanted her to do. He let go of her, backed off, and eyed her hungrily.
"Okay, Miss Winters," he said, "take off your clothes."
"Oh, God," Dora sobbed.
There was nothing to do but obey. She kicked off her shoes and began unbuttoning her dress. Bobby stood there watching her, pop-eyed with lust, his jeans bulging with his cock-stand. Dora felt as if his eyes were burning right into her flesh? She got her dress unbuttoned and shrugged it off her shoulders. It fell to the grass.
"Oh, man," Bobby sighed.
Miss Winters didn't have very fancy underclothes, just plain white cotton, but she still looked delectable. Her big tits strained at the confinement of her bra, bulging around the edges, and he could see more little coppery muff curls escaping from the legs of her panties. She reached around to unhook her bra, and Bobby's heart hammered.
Miserably Dora unhooked her bra and let it slide off down her arms. Her luscious big round tits wobbled free, the little pink nipples dancing. Bobby gawked at her boobs as if he'd never seen tits before -- and he hadn't. He'd copped a few feels, that was all. Now he couldn't contain himself. He hurried over and cupped her creamy pale tits in his hot sweaty hands.
"Jesus, they're big," he sighed. "Real nice."
He'd seen photos of naked women before, but the reality was much better. Miss Winters' jugs were heavy, hot and silky, very exciting to touch. He ran his hands over them eagerly. Miss Winters trembled and choked back tears. He was sorry she was upset, but not too sorry to stop. Nothing mattered more than having a woman for the first time.
Bobby finally released her tits and stepped back again. "Okay, now take off your panties," he said hoarsely.
Dora could have died of humiliation. Here she was having to perform a striptease for a panting teenaged boy, and there was nothing she could do about it. Blushing furiously, she tugged down her panties and stepped out of them. Bobby's eyes widened hugely as he started at the lovely little red triangle of her bush. The bulge in his crotch seemed to grow even bigger. Again he rushed over to her, this time to pet the warm soft curls of her muff.
"Oh, man, it's really pretty," he sighed.
The coppery curls of her bush were soft and warm and silky. Now he understood why they called that thing a "pussy". Blissfully he stroked tile furry triangle, while Miss Winters stood there blushing and quivering. It was wild to think that very soon he'd be fucking her, putting his cock into a woman's cunt for the very first time. He could hardly wait -- but there were just a few things he wanted to do first.
"Lie down, Miss Winters," he panted. "On your back."
Moaning, Dora did as he ordered. It was best just to let him fuck her and get it over with, she decided. He'd agreed that they'd only do it once. After that she'd just have to keep her distance from all three brothers until their parents returned. She lay down on the soft grass and waited.
"Spread your legs," Bobby said.
Dora gave another moan of shame and did as he wanted, opening her legs wide. Bobby dropped to his knees between them, but he didn't takeout his cock. He was just gawking at her naked slit. That added to her humiliation. The boy stared wide-eyed at the gleaming scarlet flesh of her gash. Now she was sure that he'd never seen a naked woman before. It dawned on her that Bobby was a virgin.
That made her feel even worse. She must be a dirty old woman, yet what choice did she have? And at least this inexperienced kid wouldn't be able to arouse her like his brothers had done. She'd be able to keep her dignity and maintain control of herself. That was some consolation, but not much.
Bobby studied Miss Winters' pussy, marveling at the difference between girls arid boys. There was nothing sticking out -- the rosy flesh was neatly tucked between fur-fringed lips. There was one little bump, up high, and then lower down a little hole which was probably her cunt. He felt intensely curious about it all. He reached out and gently pressed the little bump of flesh with the tip of his finger.
"What's this thing?" he said.
"T-That's my clit," Dora said, overcome with embarrassment. It was bad enough that she had to fuck him. Did she have to give an anatomy lesson, too?
"What's it for?" Bobby wanted to know. His finger was still on her tender clit, pressing, giving her pleasant sensation in spite of her humiliation.
"It's just for giving pleasure," Dora sighed. "Women like to be touched there." Immediately she regretted her honesty, for Bobby's face lit up eagerly.
"You mean like this?" he said, starting to rub her clit with the tip of his finger.
Dora felt instant and intense pleasure. "Y-Yes," she gasped, "like that! But let's not bother with that now, Bobby. We'd, um, just better do it and get back to our work."
Bobby wasn't buying that at all. Miss Winters had agreed to ball him only once, and there was no telling when he'd get laid again. He wanted to take his time, to prolong this session as long as he could. He grinned mischievously at her and rubbed her hot slick clit faster, harder. Miss Winters gasped again, and her eyes fluttered. He felt hot sticky juice gushing around his fingertip.
"Ohhhh, Bobby, nooo!" Dora whined.
She hadn't meant to get turned on at all. And she hadn't, she'd felt only shame and nervousness -- until the damned kid discovered her clit. His stroking finger was sending delicious sensations through her whole pussy, and her treacherous cunt was starting to leak its tell-tale juices. Fortunately, Bobby was too inexperienced to know what all that creaming meant. She'd be horribly embarrassed if he knew he was getting her aroused. Bobby finally tired of stroking her cunt and trailed his finger lower in her steamy moist pussy till he was touching the small recessed mouth of her cunt. He rimmed the moist hole with his fingertip, and Dora struggled to conceal her excitement. Then he slid his finger about an inch into her box.
"Is this your cunt?" he asked eagerly.
"Y-Yes," Dora admitted dizzily.
"Oh, wow," Bobby sighed.
Slowly, wonderingly, he worked his finger all the way into her cunt. It was very hot inside, slick and juicy, and there was hardly room for his finger in the snug little hole. He could just imagine how terrific it would feel to have his cock in that tight creamy nest of flesh. As he thrust his finger deep into her twat, Miss Winters gasped and trembled. Hot juice gushed around his finger.
"Please, Bobby, you'd better stop that," she moaned.
Bobby obeyed, but only because he was so anxious to fuck her. He could hardly wait to get his swollen young prick into that hot clinging tunnel. He rose and began to take off his clothes. As he whisked off his sneakers and t-shirt and jeans, Miss Winters stared dazedly at him. He tugged down his jockey shorts, and his rigid cock sprang free, snapping up to hug his belly.
Dora gawked helplessly at his cock. It was a gorgeous five-incher, thick and stiff, and the swollen rosy head was drooling little globs of cream. Her cunt seemed to sizzle with need just from looking at that handsome ready prick. She scolded herself. It was dreadful of her to get turned on by a boy so young. But she couldn't deny her powerful horniness. If only she could control it!
Bobby was all ready to go, but he wasn't quite sure what to do next. He tried to remember everything he'd heard from older boys about fucking. He remembered that you got on top of the girl and put your cock in her, but that was all. Rather nervously he got down and lay on top of Miss Winters, his smooth hairless chest pressing her big firm tits, his bush rubbing hers. She blushed deeply and closed her eyes. Bobby took his swollen throbbing dick and rubbed the head around on her slick pussy, trying to find her cunt. It was no go. He couldn't seem to locate that damned little hole.
"Aw, shit," he moaned.
Dora understood the problem. The boy had clearly never fucked before, and he couldn't find her cunt. She wondered what to do. It was wrong to help him, and yet she'd agreed to ball him. Besides that, she was aching to be fucked. Her pussy was scorching hot, almost painfully swollen. She longed to feel Bobby's thick hard cock inside her. Unable to resist the temptation, she reached down and held his throbbing stiff prick.
"Here, Bobby, I'll help you," she said hoarsely.
Bobby felt her moving his cock downward, and then the sensitive head of his prick was enveloped in juicy hot flesh. Miss Winters let go of his dick, and he instinctively pushed, seeking to bury his whale shaft in the steamy moist nest of her cunt. He pushed until his balls came to rest against her slit. It felt fantastically good.
"Oh, Jesus," he moaned. "Out of sight! What do I do now?"
Dora groaned. What would she have to do now, teach him how to fuck? It looked that way. He was holding his cock absolutely still in her cunt, and the lack of movement was driving her crazy with frustration. If she wanted any satisfaction, she'd have to tell him what to do.
"Move your cock up and down," she panted.
Bobby obeyed and was instantly rewarded with delicious friction. "Oh, man! That feels great," he sighed.
Dora had to agree. The boy was fucking her now, slowly and clumsily, but it felt good. She arched her pussy up to meet his probing cock. God help her, she just couldn't resist the pleasure of having her famished little cunt stuffed with thick hard cock. She blotted out all other thoughts and gave herself up to the bliss of fucking.
"That's it, Bobby," she panted, "only do it faster, harder." She might as well teach him right!
"Okay, Miss Winters," the boy panted.
He did as she'd instructed, and it felt even better. He was glad he was losing his virginity with an experienced older woman like Miss Winters, who really knew how to ball. His excitement carried him away, and soon he was humping her furiously, slamming his rock-hard prick in and out of her flaming-hot cunt. Miss Winters didn't seem to mind his roughness at all.
"That's good, Bobby," she whined, "very good. Yes, yes, just keep doing it to me hard."
Her cream boiled around his jerking meat, and her clinging twat seemed to get more juicy by the second. Bobby felt her jerking her hips in time to his rough strokes, and he heard her moaning softly, steadily. His brothers had been right -- Miss Winters might protest a lot at first, but she really, secretly, loved to fuck.
Suddenly she was going stiff beneath him, and she said hoarsely, "Oh, my God, Bobby, I'm going to come. Start fucking me really hard, as hard as you can."
"Yes, ma'm," Bobby said blissfully.
He gave it to her as hard as he could, and she screamed and began to come, her lovely body convulsing. Overexcited already, Bobby yelped and shot his load into her. They writhed and howled together for a few moments, then went limp and panting.
"Oh, man, that was great," Bobby sighed. "Let me do it to you just one more time, Miss Winters."
"But, Bobby, how can you?" she exclaimed. "You just came."
"Don't worry," he grinned, "my cock's gonna be hard again in no time." And it was.
Chapter Seven
An hour later Bobby came bursting into Donny's room where his two older brothers were sitting.
"I did it!" he exclaimed excitedly. "I fucked Miss Winters!"
His brothers laughed and clapped him on the back. "How'd you get her to put out?" Donny asked. "I really didn't think you could do it."
"Aw, I just told her that if she didn't ball me, I'd tell Mother and Father that she was fucking you guys," Bobby said.
Teddy and Donny exchanged glances of admiration. "Hey, Bobby, that was brilliant," Teddy said. "Wonder why I didn't think of that? Hell, she'd do anything to keep the folks from finding out."
"That's right," Donny said eagerly, "and now that we know that, we can do anything we want with her. We'll just threaten to tell, and she'll have to cooperate."
The three brothers grinned at each other, anticipating all the delicious fun they could have with Miss Winters until their parents returned from Europe. They still had more than a week left. They couldn't wait to get started.
"Where is she now?" Donny asked.
"In the kitchen, fixing lunch," Bobby said.
"Hmmmm," Donny said, frowning in thought. "Okay, now listen, here's what we'll do. We'll wait till tonight, when nobody's likely to visit, and then we'll go to her room and..."
"Hey, wait a minute," Teddy interrupted, "we? All three of us?"
Donny grinned wickedly. "Sure, why not?" he said. "No point in doing it one at a time, when we can all have fun."
That lunch was the most uncomfortable meal Dora had ever sat through. Each one of those boys had fucked her, and they all knew it. They kept grinning at her, and she kept blushing. To her relief, however, nobody talked about what had happened. She assumed that each of the brothers was waiting for a chance to be alone with her. Well, they'd better not hold hold their breath waiting.
Dora was determined not to misbehave again. She was in enough trouble already. Somehow she'd get through the next week, till Mr. and Mrs. Taylor returned, and then she'd give her notice. The sooner she got away from these mischievous boys, the better. She'd go to another state, where she couldn't be tracked down, hoping that the Taylors would never learn about her scandalous behavior.
The boys behaved themselves all day and during dinner, but Dora couldn't relax. She was sure they were all plotting to be with her again. Certainly one of them would come to her room that night. After she retired, she locked the bedroom door and settled down uneasily with a book. It wasn't long before there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Dora called.
"It's me... Bobby," came the reply. "I have a stomach ache, Miss Winters. It's real bad."
Dora moaned. She didn't know whether to believe the boy or not, but she couldn't take chances. She was in charge of the brothers, and she'd never forgive herself if she ignored a serious illness. She got out of bed and went to the door, unlocking it and opening it just a crack.
"SURPRISE!" the Taylor brothers chorused.
They were standing just outside the door, and when Dora opened it, they pushed their way inside, dragging her along. She screamed and started to struggle, but the three husky, healthy boys easily overpowered her. Teddy and Bobby gripped her arms from behind, while Donny addressed her, grinning evilly.
"Okay, Miss Winters, here's what we're gonna do," he said. "We'll promise never to tell our parents what you did, if you'll just cooperate with us till they get home. I guess you know what I mean."
Dora groaned. She knew what he meant, all right. For the next week she'd be at their mercy. She'd have to fuck them any time they wanted, day and night. She'd be their sex slave, forced to do any kinky thing they wanted. It was just too humiliating, too awful. She couldn't give up her body to three adolescent boys.
"Oh, no," she sobbed. "I couldn't do that. Please, please leave me alone."
"No way," Donny said you can cooperate, or we can make you do it. You've got no other choices.
Dora knew that, but her pride demanded that she resist. "No," she wept, "I refuse. You boys have got to come to your senses. Rape is a very serious thing."
Donny snorted impatiently. "We don't need a lecture, Miss Winters," he said. "We're gonna ball you no matter what you say, so you might as well just shut up and save your breath. Teddy, tie her up."
But again the three brothers overpowered her without difficulty. Teddy tied her hands behind her back. They dragged her aver to the bed. They pushed her down on her back, and Donny pulled her nightgown clear up to her chin. While she wept in humiliation, the boys gawked at her heaving tits and pretty little carrot-colored bush.
"Please don't do this," Dora sobbed.
But she saw that her pleas were in vain. The boys were thinking only of their own pleasure, and her feelings didn't matter. Shy resigned herself to her fate. She'd just have to endure whatever they did to her now and for the next week. It was horrible to think about, but she was helpless to change things. She was no match for three horny and determined boys.
"I go first, right, just like we agreed?" Donny was saying.
His younger brothers nodded reluctantly. Donny began to undress. Dora watched him miserably. She was about to endure the most mortifying experience of her life, being fucked by one boy while two others watched. She couldn't stop blushing. Donny was soon naked in front of her, his handsome seven-inch prick hard as a rock and hugging his belly tightly.
"Okay, here goes," he said gleefully.
Dora was lying on her back, her legs trailing over the edge of the bed. Donny seized her legs and lifted them up, resting her heels on the bed, spreading her legs hugely. The boys, had an excellent well-lit view of her naked gash. Teddy and Bobby crowded close, watching avidly as Donny pressed the swollen purple head of his cock against Dora's tiny cunt-mouth. Dora yelped. She was frightened and nervous, not at all turned on, and her cunt was bone-dry. Donny's fat hard cock-head really hurt her. He grunted and pushed, but her twat-mouth was dry and resistant, and he couldn't get in farther than an inch. He moaned in frustration.
"Shit," he exclaimed, "she's too dry to fuck. I'll have to do something about it."
"What are you gonna do?" Teddy asked.
Donny grinned. "You ever heard of pussyeating?" he asked.
Teddy and Bobby shook their heads in bewilderment, while Miss Winters' blush deepened.
"Well, you just watch," Donny said. "This is something chicks really get off on."
His brothers watched intently as Donny dropped to his knees and put his face practically into Miss Winters' pussy. Teddy and Bobby exchanged wondering glances. Then they saw Donny's tongue flash out, red and gleaming. He began to lick Miss. Winters' gash, up and down, up and down. She moaned, shivered, and closed her eyes.
Dora had felt instant and dizzying pleasure when Donny started to tongue her pussy. She fought those sensations with all her strength. It would be just too humiliating to get turned on in these circumstances. She must not give the boys any clue that she was enjoying their rape. But it wasn't easy not to react as Donny applied his expert pussy-eating techniques.
Now he was parting the copper-furred lips of her bush and exposing her bright red joy-button. "This is her clit," he told his gawking brothers. "Girls go wild when you lick them here. Just watch how I do it."
Wild horses couldn't have prevented Teddy and Bobby from watching. They leaned in as close as they could and stared, pop-eyed, as Donny once again stuck out his tongue. They watched him press the wet gleaming tip to the scarlet lump of Miss Winters' clit. He flicked the little button briskly with his tongue-tip. Miss Winters flinched and gasped.
"Jeeze, do you think she really likes that?" Bobby asked.
"She's not showing much reaction," Teddy added.
"Aw, she likes it, all right," Donny said confidently, "but you know her -- it takes her awhile to admit it."
He went back to tongue-lashing her moist hot clit-bud. Dora was having an awful time remaining still and quiet. Delicious sensations radiated from her clit as Donny steadily flicked and teased it with the stiff tip of his tongue. She wanted to moan, writhe, and jerk her hips to his rhythm. But her pride held her back. She didn't want the boys to know how aroused she was.
As Donny tongued her throbbing joy-button he kept a close watch on the tiny shadowed mouth of her cunt, waiting for signs of her arousal. He knew Dora was fighting him, but he expected to win. Sure enough, after a minute of lashing and lapping her clit, he saw a small trickle of hot fragrant juice coming from her cunt-mouth. It was just a matter of time now before he had her hotly aroused.
Or so he told himself. Just to make sure, he brought his mouth down on her slick red clit, seized it between his lips, and began to suck. Dora gave a violent lurch but managed not to cry out. Then it took every ounce of her will-power not to react. Donny's hot swift clit-sucking felt so marvelous that she knew she could come in in instant if she just let herself go.
But no, dammit, she wasn't going to do that. Just for once she wasn't going to make a lewd spectacle of herself or give these boys the satisfaction of conquering her. Dora vowed to keep absolutely still, to show not a single sign of arousal, no matter how great it felt. She gritted her teeth and tried to blot out her rapidly mounting excitement.
She couldn't fool Donny, however. As he sucked fast and hard-on her swollen hot love-bud, he felt her steamy cunt cream oozing out to wet his chin. In spite of all her efforts, her ripe mature body was quivering with need. He was sure she was about to come -- but he didn't intend to let that happen. He wanted to drive her to a fever-pitch of lust, then leave her suspended. That way she'd be eager to fuck.
Dora fought and fought the delicious sensations of Donny's clit-sucking, but she knew it was a losing battle. She felt herself rising to the brink of orgasm. Knowing there was nothing she could do to stop it, she vowed that at least she'd come silently, not moving if she could help it. But just as she was sure she was going to come, Donny released her clit from his lips, spoiling her climax.
Dora didn't know whether to be glad or sad about that. She was relieved that she hadn't come -- the boys might have detected it. But on the other hand, she was urgently horny by now and desperately in need of relief. She felt Donny drawing back from her steamy moist pussy, then his finger gently touching the mouth of her pussy.
"This is her cunt," he informed his brothers, "and she likes to be licked there, too. I'll show you how to do it."
Oh, no, Dora thought, not that.
It had been hard enough resisting his clit-play, but this was going to be even worse. She braced herself as Donny once more thrust his face into her gleaming red gash and stuck out his tongue. He rimmed the wet little mouth of her cunt with the tip of his tongue, then suddenly thrust his whole tongue up her juicy little twat.
"UHHHH!" Dora gasped.
The pleasure had been almost unbearable as Donny rammed his stiffened thick tongue up her cunt. She couldn't help gasping. But then she struggled to remain still as the boy began to tongue-fuck her. Powerful sensations of pleasure radiated through her belly, and she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out.
"Jeeze, what's he doing to her?" Bobby exclaimed. He and Teddy were leaning as close as they could, but the boy's knowledge of female anatomy was still pretty slim.
"He's got his tongue up her cunt," Teddy said excitedly. "Oh, wow, just look at that."
They both gawked as Donny began working his tongue just like a cock in Miss Winters' juicy little cunt-hole. He jerked the thick meat up and down, spearing her with it again and again, making an obscene wet slurping noise. Miss Winters held herself rigidly still, gritting her teeth, and they couldn't really tell if she was enjoying herself or not.
The fact was, Dora felt torn in half. She hated what the boys were doing to her, forcing her into sex against her will, humiliating her. But there was a fiery need in her pussy which she just couldn't ignore, and Donny's swift rough tongue-fucking wasn't helping a bit. She felt achingly horny, yet her pride wouldn't allow her to let go and display her pleasure.
Donny was the only one of the brothers who realized how powerfully aroused she was. As he worked his tongue in her tight little cunt, he could feel and taste her fragrant thick twat-cream. It gushed around his tongue in floods. He felt Miss Winters quivering again and knew she was very close to coming. Once more he brought her to the very brink of orgasm -- then left her high and dry.
Dora flinched and almost moaned with frustration when she felt Donny pulling his tongue out of her cunt. She'd been so close to coming. It was the second time he'd thwarted her, and she almost suspected him of doing it on purpose. Dizzily she opened her eyes and looked at him. He was standing now, leering down at her in triumph.
"She's ready to fuck now," he told his brothers.
"How do you know?" Bobby demanded.
"Yeah, she didn't seem to get off on that pussyeating stuff," Teddy said.
"Well, she did," Donny said, "because she's all wet. Just look... feel."
Dora flinched as Teddy and Bobby in turn put their hands on her swollen red gash and felt her thick sticky cunt-juice. She felt hideously embarrassed. Now all three brothers knew how hot and ready she was. Donny elbowed his brothers aside and pressed the hard red tip of his cock against her soaked little twat. She braced herself as he pushed into her.
"Oh, man!" Donny moaned.
His brothers watched enviously as Donny's thick seven-inch prick slowly disappeared between the copper-fringed lips of Miss Winters' cunt. They remembered vividly how wet and warm and tight it was inside there, and they could well understand why Donny moaned hoarsely as he pushed into her. He worked his cock into her easily this time, sinking in till his rosy hairless balls touched her pussy.
"Christ," Donny whined, "so fuckin' hot!"
He began to ball her slowly and deeply, wanting to prolong this fuck as much as he could. It was partly because he enjoyed it so much and partly to bug his younger brothers. They were practically hopping up and down with impatience, and he could tell by the bulges in their jeans that they both had super hard-ons. Too bad. They'd just have to wait their turns. Donny sighed blissfully, easing his swollen dick again and again into the hot pulp of Miss Winters' twat.
Dora had never felt more frantically horny in her life. Here she was taking this magnificent hard young cock, with two more stiff and ready cocks to conic, and she couldn't even let herself enjoy it. It seemed so damned unfair. Her pussy blazed with need -- twenty-three years' worth of stored-up lust -- but it was -- a need she must save for a suitable partner.
Donny's thick throbbing prick once more touched her womb, making her almost black out with pleasure. She knew that with the right lover, a man her own age, she'd be a wildcat in bed, not ashamed to show her pleasure. Her years as a cold withdrawn spinster were over. She could hardly wait to rejoin the normal world of sex, but first she had to get away from these boys.
As she gritted her teeth and took the repeated deep slow thrust of Donny's cock, Dora vowed that she wouldn't even serve out the six weeks of her contract with the Taylors. The moment they got back from Europe, she'd be gone. The teenage Taylor brothers had an evil, wicked fascination for her, and the sooner she escaped it, the better.
She looked around dizzily and saw Bobby and Teddy standing right beside their brother, practically rubbing hips with him as they eagerly watched him fucking her. She felt flooded with shame. Each time Donny's thick pale cock stretched her pink pussylips and glided into her cunt, they were watching. There wasn't anything she could hide from them.
And to make matters worse, she felt her lust getting out of control again. Donny's pussy-eating had driven her wild with need, and it was almost impossible to resist the pleasure of his balling. She needed it so badly. Her cunt was gushing a regular flood of molten cream, and she felt hot tension building inside her. If she wasn't very very careful, she'd come.
"Hey, Miss Winters," Donny taunted, "you like this?" He thrust into her hard.
"UHHH!" Dora gasped. "Nooo!"
"Well, maybe she doesn't," Bobby said worriedly.
"Bull!" Donny panted. "She loves it. She's creaming all over my dick."
Dora shut her eyes in shame. What Donny said was all too true. She couldn't stop the furious creaming of her hotly aroused box. She wanted to come so badly, she could have screamed. And her cunt seemed to have a will of its own. She felt it closing more and more tightly around Donny's swollen rigid cock, making more and more delicious friction.
Donny sensed that Miss Winters was fighting off a climax, and this time he wanted her to come. He wanted to show off in front of his brothers by totally conquering their beautiful governess. He suddenly began to ball her hard and fast. Miss Winters' big blue eyes popped open, and she gasped.
"Ohhhh, nooo!" Dora wailed.
She was coming, and she couldn't stop it. While the three brothers watched, Donny still slamming his prick in her cunt, she went into the violent convulsions of orgasm. Her lush body rocked, her big round boobs shook, and her slim hips jerked in perfect time to Donny's strokes. They saw her molten-hot cunt-cream gushing out to soak his slapping balls.
"Oh, GOD!" Dora cried. "AHHHHH!"
For a few blissful moments she forgot her leering audience and floated away in pleasure. But all too soon her climax was over and she was aware of the boys standing over her and grinning triumphantly. She blushed with shame. My God, wasn't there anything she could do to control her lust? Just how low was she going to sink?
"Glad you got off, Miss Winters," Donny taunted. "Now here's a little present for you."
He grunted and rammed his cock clear to her womb. "Oh, JESUS!" he yelped, shooting his sizzling-hot load into her. He pumped a few more times, then staggered backwards, his limp wet prick slipping from her cunt. Dora could have wept with mortification.
"Your turn, Teddy," Donny said.
"How come I always have to be last?" Bobby whined.
"Because you're the youngest," Donny said mercilessly.
"Well, it's not fucking fair," Bobby pouted.
"Aw, take it easy, you'll get your turn," Teddy said. "I'm so damn horny, I know I'm not gonna take long."
Dora heard that with relief. Maybe this time she could control herself. She watched as Teddy shucked his clothes. His handsome six-inch prick seemed swollen almost to bursting, tiny blue veins standing out against the milky-white flesh. The head of his cock was dark red and oozing a trickle of gleaming prick-juice.
"Help me roll her over," Teddy said to his brothers. "I wanta do it to her dog-style."
Donny and Bobby laughed delightedly and hurried to help out. Dora gasped as the three brothers rolled her over onto her hands and knees. With her wrists tied behind her, she couldn't get out of that position. There was no point in trying, anyhow. They'd lust force her to do it. She could only blush in shame as they eyed her perfect round little ass.
Teddy took his place behind her, standing next to the bed, and grasped her slim hips to steady himself. Dora braced herself. Teddy touched the hard hot head of his cock to her come-soaked cuntmouth, and she heard his brothers snickering as he began to push his swollen meat into her. Teddy panted and moaned as he sank his eager young cock into the hot pulp of her twat.
"Aw, shit, yeah!" he whined.
"Really hot, isn't she?" Donny said eagerly.
"Jesus, yes!" Teddy panted, sinking his cock clear to her womb. "Hot and wet... oh, man, it's good!"
Just as he'd said, he was too horny to last very long, too excited to be gentle. Grasping Dora's hips tightly with his hot sweaty hands, he began to ball her like a pile driver, slamming his cock furiously hard and fast into her snug juicy cunt. His belly met her ass in loud smacks, and his reaming prick made a lewd sucking noise in her creamy little cunthole.
"Yeah, give it to her, Teddy," Donny cried. "Really fuck her good."
"And don't take all night," Bobby sighed.
It was quite a sight to watch Teddy's thick pale cock zipping in and out between the swollen pink lips of Miss Winters' cunt. His prick was soon gleaming with her juices. Donny and Bobby stood as close to the action as they could, watching avidly. Teddy panted and sweated and humped away, blissfully enjoying the searing heat and delicious snugness of her cunt.
Meanwhile Dora found herself becoming swiftly horny again. She loved being balled hard and fast, just the way Teddy was doing it to her, and even though she'd had an explosive climax with his brother, it hadn't been enough to satisfy her long suppressed needs. With shame she felt her greedy little cunt gripping the boy's cock and creaming heavily around it.
I won't give in this time, she thought, I just won't.
But as Teddy humped away, minute after minute, still not coming, Dora felt her resistance melting. She felt she had to come or die, her need was so powerful. Each time the boy's thick rockhard cock stuffed her hungry little box, she almost went over the edge. She didn't think she could hold out much longer. Why didn't he come?
Teddy had intended to come right away, just get his rocks off, but then his pride interfered. Donny had made Miss Winters come, and he wanted that victory, too. He couldn't let his older brother outdo him in anything. So he stubbornly humped away, doing his best to delay his climax, trying to bring Miss Winters off. But, damn, it was hell trying to hold out.
Suddenly Miss Winters stiffened and moaned, "Ohhhhh, OHHHHHH!"
Her cunt gripped his meat like a vise, and teddy realized she was coming. With a joyful yelp he dug his throbbing meat deep into her scalding-hot box and shot his load.
"AWWWWW!" Teddy gasped.
Dora rocked and moaned in blind bliss till she felt the boy's shrinking cock slipping out of her cunt. Then she blushed with shame. Once again she'd lost control of herself and behaved like a complete slut. She heard the boys chuckling over their victory, and she could have died of mortification.
"Okay, Bobby, your turn," Donny said.
Dora heard the boy taking his clothes off. She crouched there on her hands and knees, bracing herself for the first tough thrust of his cock, but nothing happened. There was silence behind her till Donny spoke again.
"Well, go on, little brother, do it to her," he said. "You're not scared, are you?"
"Naw," Bobby said, "I was just trying to think of a different way to ball her."
Donny gave a wicked chuckle. "Well, if you wanta try something really different," he said, "you could have her give you a blowjob."
Teddy snickered, and Bobby said, "Huh? What's that?"
"Have her suck your cock," Donny exclaimed.
"Jesus," lobby said, "that would be wild."
"Go ahead, do it," Teddy urged. "I wanta see how it looks."
"Me, too," Donny said. "I've heard about it, but I never tried it. Come on, Bobby, we'll roll her over for you."
"Okay," Bobby laughed.
Dora listened to all this in horror. She'd heard of the filthy practice they were talking about but she'd never felt the slightest urge to do it. As the boys rolled her over onto her back, she looked at them pleadingly. They were all grinning, impatient to try their kinky experiment.
"Oh, please," Dora cried, "I don't want to do it. Please, boys, anything but that. You can even untie me and I'll do anything you want, but not that!"
They just looked at each other and laughed. Dora's heart sank. She knew they were going to force her, to do this perverted thing. Under Donny's instructions, Bobby straddled her chest, his slim ass just grazing her big heaving boobs. She stared in horror at his fat five-inch cock.
"Okay, Miss Winters, take it in your mouth," Donny commanded. "Suck it good and hard."
Dora knew she had no choice. Much as she dreaded it, it was best just to get it over with. She opened her mouth, and Bobby eagerly eased his throbbing stiff cock onto her tongue. She firmed her lips around the silky meat and sucked it in till his pink nut-sac tickled her chin. She began to suck the boy's cock.
"Oh, WOW!" Bobby yelped.
"How does it feel?" Teddy said.
Bobby gave a blissful moan before answering. "It's fantastic," he sighed. "Feels terrific. Hot and wet, just like her cunt. Yeah, Miss Winters, suck my cock -- only faster and harder."
Anything to get him off. Dora obediently sucked as hard and fast as she could on his thick prick, and the boy gave a squeal of pleasure. His cock-juice bubbled out and dripped onto her tongue. It was her very first taste of prick-cream, and she found that she actually liked it. It wasn't so unpleasant to suck his warm silky dick, either. In fact with the right partner, she could see how cock-sucking would be a real turn-on.
"Oh, man, it's GREAT," Bobby moaned.
His brothers watched enviously as Miss Winters sucked noisily, juicily on Bobby's fat pale prick. He was so excited that soon he couldn't just sit there passively. He began to work his cock in and out between her rosy lips, feeding it to her in short eager thrusts. Then suddenly his eyes rolled and he called out shrilly. "Awwwww, I'm coming!" Bobby cried.
Dora felt her mouth and throat filled with tasty hot come. She had no choice but to swallow it, not if she didn't want to choke. Bobby finished and climbed off her. Almost immediately his place was taken by Donny, who had another stiff cock-stand.
"Hey, Miss Winters," he leered, "I wanta try it, too."
Chapter Eight
Dora woke up the next morning feeling bruised and sore. The Taylor brothers' rape had continued till well past midnight. When they'd gotten tired of cock-sucking, they'd gone back to fucking her. For once she'd gotten her fill of sex, much more than enough.
She dreaded the days to come, the humiliation she'd have to live through till the elder Taylors returned. She thought of hiring another governess to take her place, but she was afraid the boys would be angry and tell on her to their parents. The only way to guarantee their silence was to do what they wanted.
Wearily she dressed and went to make breakfast. The boys came to the table with knowing grins, and Dora felt her heart sink. She knew what they'd be wanting to do all day. They'd use her body again and again. She felt not the slightest spark of arousal, either. Her insane lust was finally satisfied, and she needed a rest. But clearly the boys wouldn't allow her any.
When breakfast was over, Donny, the spokesman for the brothers, leered at Dora and said, "I guess you know what we wanta do next, Miss Winters. As soon as you're through with the dishes, come to us in the living room."
Dora wanted to punch his smug face, but she held herself in check. She reminded herself that nothing mattered in the long run except keeping the boys quiet, keeping her dreadful secret. To insure that, she'd do anything. Miserably she washed the breakfast dishes, then steeled herself for her next ordeal. She walked to the living room where the Taylor boys were waiting.
Just as she entered, the doorbell rang. "Shit!" Donny exclaimed. He went to the door, opened it, and cried out in surprise, "Uncle Dick!"
The other boys sprang from their chairs. Donny backed up, and a big bearish man walked into the house. He was over six feet tall, powerfully built, and deeply tanned. He had thinning reddish-brown hair and thick beard and mustache. Dora judged him to be about forty. Something about him, perhaps his friendly smile and twinkling blue eyes, made her like him right away.
"Uncle Dick," Donny said, "we thought you were in Alaska."
"I was," the big man said, "but I had to come to L.A. for supplies. Thought I'd check up on you boys and see how you're doing while your folks are away."
Just then he noticed Dora, who had advanced into the room. His face lit up. Dora blushed. As they looked at each other, something electric passed between them. She couldn't have described it except as an instant and strong attraction, and she knew he felt it, too. She gave him a shy smile, and his grin broadened.
"Well, well," Uncle Dick said, "who's this?"
"Oh, this is our governess, Miss Dora Winters," Donny said, remembering his manners. "Miss Winters, this is our uncle, Dick Taylor."
Uncle Dick took Dora's hand and squeezed it almost painfully. His eyes ran over her superb figure. "It looks like the boys are in good hands," he said. "I'm very pleased to meet you, Miss Winters."
Dora reddened -- if he only knew how she'd been taking care of those boys! "How do you do?" she said shyly.
He kept holding her hand. They stared at each other, and again Dora felt the attraction, a wave of lust so strong that she felt dizzy. There was a sudden moistness in her pussy, and she found herself thinking wickedly of how it would be to go to bed with this man. She blushed again, wondering if he was thinking the same thoughts about her. His glowing eyes suggested that he did.
"Well, well," Uncle Dick said, finally coming to his senses, "I guess I'd better be running along. I have some business to take care of, but I'll be back in a few days for a longer visit. Meanwhile, if you if should happen to need me, I've written down my phone number."
He handed Dora a slip of paper which she tucked in her apron pocket. She hated to let go of his hand. He apparently regretted it, toot for he gave her hand another big squeeze before releasing it. Again she felt dizzy. Never had she experienced such a sudden and powerful attraction to a man. He reluctantly turned from her and walked to the door.
"Well, so long, boys," he said. "See you later."
"So long, Uncle Dick," the boys chorused.
As soon as he was out the door, they turned and glared at Dora. They couldn't help noticing the instant attraction between her and their uncle. They felt jealous and worried.
"I hope you're hot getting any ideas, Miss Winters," Donny snarled.
"Ideas?" Dora said. "What do you mean?"
"About telling on us to Uncle Dick," Donny said, "about going to him for help. You just forget it, because if you do, my parents are gonna find out everything."
"I had no such intention," Dora said.
How could she? If she told Dick Taylor what had been going on, he'd really despise her, and she wanted more than anything in the world to have that man. She wouldn't dream of telling him that she'd been fucking his three teenage nephews when she was supposed to be acting as their governess. She wanted him to love and respect her.
"Well, you better not get any ideas like that," Donny said. "You just keep quiet and do like we say, Miss Winters, and everything will be okay."
Everything was not "okay" with Dora. She wanted to escape the boys' hold on her, to be able to spend some time with Dick Taylor, but she didn't see bow that could be managed. Now that Donny had finished his little lecture, the Taylor brothers were looking at her hungrily. They'd want all of her time for the next week, and by then Dick might have returned to his home in Alaska.
"Okay, Miss Winters, get undressed," Donny commanded.
Dora blushed but obeyed. There was no use fighting the boys, because if she didn't cooperate voluntarily, they'd use force. Miserably she removed her shoes, apron, and prim black dress. When she was down to her bra and panties, the leering boys began to move closer to her, ogling her superb body, making her wish she could drop right through the floor and disappear.
"Let's change things around. Let me be first this time," Bobby begged.
Donny was feeling generous today. "Okay, kid brother, go ahead," he said.
"Oh, boy," Bobby said happily. "Hurry up, Miss Winters, take the rest of your clothes off?"
If those boys had just been a little younger, Dora thought, she would have taken them over her knee and spanked the daylights out of them. It was a shame no one had ever disciplined them before. They took no account of other people's feelings. Certainly they weren't thinking of hers as they snickered and nudged each other and watched her remove her bra.
"Jesus, what a set of jugs," Teddy chuckled.
"Yeah, they're really big," Bobby sighed.
Dora dropped her bra on the rug and slipped out of her panties. Then she stood blushing and completely naked before the leering teenagers. Bobby managed to stop gawking at her long enough to remove his clothes, Dora saw that his handsome pale five-inch prick was stiff as a board and leaking glistening bubbles of juice. He moved toward her eagerly.
"I wanta do it to you dog-style," he said, "like Teddy did last night."
Sighing, Dora walked over to the couch and stood resting her hands on the arm, her pretty little round ass thrust out. No point in resisting, no point in even speaking -- the thing was to get it over with as quickly as possible Bobby trotted over and held her hips, as he'd seen his brother do, and poked the juicy red head of his prick into her tiny cunt-mouth.
"Oh, WOW!" he squealed.
Quickly, roughly, he worked his cock all the way into her. She was dry and unprepared, but Bobby's prick was leaking so much juice that he penetrated her easily. Moaning and panting, he began to ball her in quick hard jabs, too excited to be gentle. Dora had to admit that it felt nice, but her enjoyment was spoiled when Teddy and Donny moved close to watch. She couldn't let go in front of an audience.
"Oh, man," Bobby was whining, "MAN!"
Miss Winters' hot snug cunt felt terrific around his swollen cock. His instincts drove him to fuck her fast and hard, digging his rigid prick clear to her womb with each rough thrust. He was so absorbed in his pleasure that he hardly noticed his brothers crowding close to watch. Dora noticed, though, and was deeply embarrassed.
Teddy stood behind them, just to their left, so he could see Bobby's thick moist cock working in and out between her copper-fringed cunt-lips. Donny knelt on the seat of the couch, facing Dora, and reached out to fondle her heavy wobbling boobs. She glared at him, but he just grinned evilly.
"Oh, shit, it's good," Bobby moaned.
Dora could have enjoyed it a lot more without Donny squeezing her tits and studying her reactions. She closed her eyes to blot out his mocking face. That was better. Now she could concentrate on the exciting sensation of having her cunt stuffed again and again with Bobby's steel-hard young cock. As her excitement mounted, she began to cream around his jabbing prick.
But Bobby was far more excited than she was. He suddenly yelped and began to shoot his load.
"AHHHHH!"
Dora felt her snug cunt flooded with sizzling-hot come. It overflowed and trickled down her thighs. Bobby whined aid humped her with a few more deep strokes, and then his cock went limp and empty, slipping from her jism-soaked twat. He staggered backwards and gave a blissful sigh. Donny grinned and let go of her tits.
"Okay, Teddy," he said, "your turn."
"Great," Teddy cried, hurrying out of his clothes.
When he was naked, he lay down on the soft carpet, on his back, his stiff six-inch prick pointing at the ceiling. "Come here, Miss Winters," he grinned. "Sit on it."
His brothers snickered and hurried over to observe. Red-faced with humiliation, Dora walked over and straddled Teddy's supine body, her knees hugging his slim hips. She brought her soaked cunt-mouth down to touch the swollen tip of his cock, but that was all she would do. She was damned if she'd do all the work.
But Teddy didn't seem to mind her sullen reluctance. He just grunted and shoved, spearing her juicy cunt on his rigid hot cock. Dora gasped as he shoved hard into her, butting her womb with the first plunge. He seized her hips and began balling her roughly, for like his little brother he was too excited to be gentle.
"Fantastic!" Teddy grunted. "Out of sight!"
Donny and Bobby were crouching on either side of them, and Donny said, "Hey, Bobby, we can have some fun, too."
He demonstrated by grabbing one of Dora's bouncing boobs and fondling it. Bobby eagerly imitated him, seizing the other tit. As the three boys enjoyed her naked body, Dora felt mortified. Still, Teddy's roughly jerking cock felt awfully good in her ever-hungry little twat, and she was soon creaming heavily around it.
"Hey, Miss Winters," Donny leered, "you dig the way my brother's fucking you?"
Dora just glared at him. Why couldn't he shut up and disappear? If she'd been alone with Teddy, alone with just one lover, she might have gotten off. But this way she felt like a carnival side-show, something to be mocked and laughed at. Again she closed her eyes to blot out Donny's mocking glances, trying to concentrate only on Teddy's thick slamming meat.
But again she was destined to have no satisfaction. She was growing steadily more horny, but Teddy was way ahead of her, panting and groaning on the verge of orgasm. He slammed his swollen dick harder and harder in the steamy pulp of her cunt, and then abruptly he gasped, moaned, and filled her little cunt with red-hot come.
"Ahhhhh!" Teddy cried. "AHHHHH, YEAH!"
A few more rough thrusts and his cock shrank and slipped out of her drenched box. Dora sighed with both relief and frustration. She hadn't made a spectacle of herself by coming, but on the other hand she desperately needed to get off. She stood up, sticky boy-come running down her inner thighs. Teddy got dizzily to his feet and sighed, "Okay, Donny, she's all yours."
Donny was already stripping. Soon he was naked, his handsome seven-inch cock nuzzling his belly stiffly. He seized Dora's wrist and led her over to a big cushiony chair, indicating that she should sit down. She sat, and then, much to her mortification, Donny grabbed her legs and set them up over the arms of the chair. Her pussy was fully and lewdly exposed.
While his brothers laughed appreciatively at the new position Donny had invented, he dropped to his knees in front of Dora and wedged the thick dark-red head of his cock into her soaked little cunt-mouth. For the third time that morning Dora braced herself to be fucked. Donny rammed his prick into her as hard as he could.
"UHHHH!" Dora gasped.
Like his brothers, Donny was hotly horny and very impatient to get his rocks off. He fucked her like a pile driver, ramming her womb with each plunge, almost knocking the breath out of her. Even so, it was exciting, and if she'd been alone with him she might very well have gotten off. But there was her audience again, Bobby and Teddy standing at either side of their big brother, watching wide-eyed.
"Man, he's really giving it to her," Teddy said admiringly.
"Yeah, look at him go," Bobby agreed.
They watched avidly as their big brother's thick blue-veined cock stretched Miss Winters' dainty pink cunt-lips almost to bursting and his thick meat vanished deep into her hot little hole. The motion was repeated again and again, till Donny's cock was gleaming and dripping with come and cuntcream. Soon he was sweating and panting with the effort.
Dora managed to look cool and uninvolved, but inside she was seething with need. She wanted so desperately to enjoy this succession of hard eager boy-cocks, but somehow she couldn't rise to her usual pitch of pleasure. Suddenly it dawned on her that she just didn't want to come with these smug little brats -- not since she'd met Dick Taylor.
It was fun fucking the boys, she could admit that, but she wanted more than fun. She wanted to get laid by a man who really cared about, someone she could care for, too. For her the party was over. The Taylor brothers had reawakened her desires, in a sense they'd made her into a real woman, but it was high time to get out of this wicked and unsuitable involvement...
While Dora was thinking these things, and incidentally enjoying the repeated rough thrusts of Donny's cock, Donny was humping himself into a frenzy of excitement. He began to moan steadily as he buried his swollen meat again and again in Miss Winters' deliciously tight and juicy box. He'd hoped to bring her off, but at last he just couldn't hold out any longer, and he yelped and shot his sizzling load into her.
"Awwwww, CHRIST!" Donny whined.
When he'd finished coming, he got to his feet and stared at Dora accusingly. "You didn't come," he complained, "not with guy of us."
"That's not surprising," Dora said sarcastically. "No woman likes to be forced. You're all very attractive boys, but you're going to have to learn to consider other people's feelings -- that is, if you ever want a girl to really care about you."
The Taylor brothers looked sheepish -- but not for long. They couldn't stand Dora to have the upper hand in anything. "We don't need any lectures from you, Miss Winters," Donny said. "In fact I think you need to be taught a lesson. You're supposed to keep your mouth shut and do what we say -- and I think I know just how to teach you."
Dora didn't like the sound of that, and she liked it even less when Donny drew his brothers into a huddle and began whispering to them. She heard them snicker with glee at whatever plan he'd cooked up. Then they turned back to her, leering. Bobby and Teddy already had second hard-ons, and Donny was pumping his limp prick with his fist, jacking it up for another round.
"Okay, lady, get up," Donny barked.
Wearily Dora got to her feet. She saw Bobby stretching out on the rug, on his back, his stiff young prick pointing at the ceiling. Donny gave her a shove in that direction, and Dora stumbled over. No words were needed. She got the idea. She straddled Bobby's body and brought her soaked twat mouth down to touch the hard knobby head of his dick.
"Go ahead, little brother, put it in her," Donny grinned, "but remember what I said -- go real slow this time."
"Gotcha," Bobby panted.
He thrust upward with his hips and dug his stiff prick into Miss Winters' super-juicy cunt. He dug in deep, moaning blissfully as he felt his cock sheathed in velvety moist flesh. Obeying his big brother's orders, he began to fuck her slowly and deeply, taking his time. It was hard to hold himself in check, but it would be worth it if they would do what Donny had dreamed up. It was a really wild plan.
Dora knelt stiffly over the boy, trying to show no expression as he worked his rigid swollen cock in her very needy cunt. It occurred to her, in a flash, that if he'd been Dick Taylor, not Bobby, she'd be fucking like a bunny and coming in no time. She wondered wistfully if she'd ever get it on with Dick. She wanted him very much, but she was a prisoner of his nephews.
Teddy and Donny came over to observe the action. "That's good, Bobby," Donny said. "Just keep doing it to her like that, nice and slow. Okay, Teddy, it's your turn."
Teddy's turn? What in the world was he talking about it? Bobby was already fucking her. Dora was puzzled until she felt Teddy kneeling behind her, straddling his little brother legs and holding her hips. He pressed the drooling head of his cock against the tiny clenched mouth of her asshole and started to push. Then Dora got the idea.
"Oh, NO!" she cried.
But the boys held her in place, Bobby and Teddy grasping her hips and waist, Donny pushing down on her shoulders. She screamed in fright as Teddy grunted and pushed, slowly working his hard swollen cock up her tiny tight asshole. Her belly seemed stuffed almost to bursting with young cocks. Teddy moaned blissfully as he sank his cock clear to the balls in her gripping hot brownie.
"Oh, Christ, terrific!" he whined. "Really tight!"
"Good, good!" Donny panted, obviously excited by his kinky experiment. "NOW you do it to her just like Bobby, real slow."
"I'll try," Teddy panted.
He matched his cock to Bobby's rhythm, which wasn't hard because he could feel Bobby's prick just a thin membrane away from his own.
Delirious with pleasure, he fucked Miss Winters' deliciously snug asshole while Bobby balled her juicy tight cunt. Satisfied with their performance, Donny joined the action, standing in front of Dora and straddling Bobby's chest. His stiff prick grazed her lips.
"Okay, Miss Winters, suck my cock," he ordered.
Dora gazed at him in horror and disbelief. "You can't really mean this," she moaned. "All three of you at once?"
"You got it," Donny leered.
He pinched her jaws and forced her mouth open, quickly stuffing it with seven inches of thick cockmeat. Dora moaned in protest, but she couldn't escape with all three boys holding her in place. She felt her mouth, cunt and asshole fully stuffed with jerking cocks. The boys were hotly excited, starting to work their pricks hard and fast, but she felt no arousal at all, only tenor and disgust.
I have got to get away from here, she thought desperately. I can't take another day of this. But how was she to escape the boys?
Chapter Nine
"Dick? This is Dora Winters," Dora said shakily. "I've got to talk to you. I'm in terrible trouble. Please, can I see you right away?" Her hand trembled as she held the phone.
"Dora?" Dick Taylor said anxiously... "Of course I'll help. What is it?"
"I-I can't tell you on the phone," Dora said. "Just came over here as fast as you can, I need you."
"Of course," Dick said. "I'm on my way."
Dora hung up, shaking all over. After that morning's rape, the boys had gone to rest, and she'd seized the chance to call Dick, the only person she knew who might be able to help her. The awful thing was, if she wanted his help, she'd have to tell him everything that had happened. She feared he'd despise her after that.
But what else could she do? She couldn't take another round of abuse. She was close to breaking. She put on her prim black dress again and nervously waited for Dick to arrive. He must have driven at top speed, for he was there in less than fifteen minutes, bursting into the house without knocking. He hurried over to where Dora was sitting.
"Dora," he said, "what in hell is going on? You sounded so frightened on, the phone."
"Dick, I have to tell you something," Dora said, "and it isn't going to be easy. Please sit down. And perhaps I'd better make us both a drink."
"I'll get it," Dick said. He went to the built-in bar, made them a couple of strong whiskeys, and took a seat close to Dora's. "Take a big sip of that," he said, "and then tell me all about it."
It was the hardest thing Dora had ever done in her life. Slowly, painfully, she told him the whole story of how the young Taylor brothers had flirted with her and aroused her long-suppressed lust. She blamed herself as much as she blamed the boys, she said. "And so," she concluded, "I'm trapped in this situation, and I don't know how to get out. If I refuse the boys, they'll tell their parents everything."
Dick had listened attentively, sometimes reddening at the more lurid parts of her story, but to her enormous relief, he never looked disapproving. Now he sighed and swallowed the last of his drink.
"Those spoiled brats," he said, "they think they can have anything they want. But I'm going to teach them different. You go pack your bags, Dora. I'll take care of everything."
Dora couldn't imagine how he did it, but by the time she came downstairs with her luggage, a substitute governess had arrived -- a stern, husky, middle-aged woman with a face like a bulldog. She looked like she could handle a dozen Taylor brothers with no sweat at all. Donny, Teddy and Bobby were lined up in front of her, looking sheepish and sobered. When they saw Dora, they hung their heads. Dick was there, too, looking at the boys sternly.
"All right, boys," he said, "you go with Miss Stone and do exactly as she says."
"Yes, SIR," the boys chorused.
Grim-looking Miss Stone snapped her fingers and marched the boys out of the room. Dick grinned at Dora. "They won't bother you again," he said. "That was a lot of bull they gave you about telling their parents. If they admitted to something like that, they'd be packed off to military school in a second -- and they don't want that..."
"Oh thank God," Dora sighed.
"I'm taking you to my hotel where you can relax and decide what to do next," Dick said.
He gathered up her luggage, and Dora eagerly followed him out of the house. She'd been so afraid he'd just shake her hand and say goodbye forever, and she was delighted that they'd be spending more time together. She was even more delighted that he didn't seem disgusted with her behavior, but she couldn't figure out why he was being so tolerant. As he drove the rental car, she spoke to him shyly.
"Dick," she said, "I just don't understand how you can be so kind to me. I mean, after the terrible things I did, I don't know how you can even speak to me." She looked at him nervously, but he only smiled gently.
"You're not the only person in the world who ever made a mistake, Dora," he said, "and I certainly understand where you were coming from. If we bottle up our needs, they can get out of hand. I know that from personal experience. So let's just forget the past, okay?"
"That's perfectly fine with me," Dora sighed.
At Dick's hotel room she excused herself to take a long hot bath. Her black dress was rumpled, so she put on a blue silk bathrobe which was cut quite low in front, displaying the deep ripe cleavage of her big breasts. She didn't bother with bra or panties, wanting to relax completely. She found Dick waiting for her with fresh drinks.
He eyed her fantastic figure, well-outlined in the soft clinging robe, and grinned. "Well, now that I've got you trapped in my hotel room, I wonder what I should do with you?" he teased.
Dora flushed slightly as she accepted the drink. "You mean you don't have any ideas?" she said.
Dick's grin vanished and, looking quite serious, he leaned down and kissed her on the mouth. Dora felt instant and dizzying lust. As his tongue dipped into her mouth, she felt a hot glowing and melting sensation in her pussy. She wanted this man urgently, and she didn't feel ashamed to admit it to herself.
Dick broke the kiss and moved away from her. "I think I should explain more about what I was telling you in the car," he said, starting to blush. "The reason I went away to Alaska was because I got in trouble here, real bad trouble... I have another brother, and he has a teenage daughter, and I... Well, I lost control of myself and seduced her. I..."
"That's enough, Dick," Dora said gently. "I understand. You're different now, and it doesn't matter any more. No more than it mattered, after all these years, about her and Uncle Norman. She really did understand how people could be carried away by their lusts. After all, she'd done it herself."
"You're wonderful," Dick said, sweeping her into his arms.
Dora threw her arms around his neck, giving herself to him eagerly and without guilt. This man was right for her. As he kissed her again, working his tongue deep into her mouth, she rubbed her full tits against his chest and wriggled her crotch suggestively against him. Her movements had fast results. She felt his cock go hard as a rock.
"Oh, Jesus," Dick moaned, breaking the kiss, "you're turning me on like crazy."
"That's just what I intended," Dora purred.
A king-sized bed dominated the room, and Dora and Dick's next move was rather obvious. He lifted her easily and carried her over to the bed, setting her down gently. He kept his glowing eyes on her as he began to take off his clothes. Dora watched him lustily, her heart pounding.
He removed his shirt, and Dora admired his broad powerful chest which was thickly matted with auburn curls. The muscles bulged in his arms. He slipped out of his pants, then his jockey shorts. Dora's eyes widened. She hadn't dreamed a cock could be that big. Dick's stiff-standing prick was a good eight inches long and hugely thick.
Rising from a bush of thick reddish-brown hairs, his cock weaved heavily, lewdly before him, the head huge and purple and drooling big globs of juice. That monstrous prick-head looked big as a doorknob to Dora. She eyed his balls, big and round and rosy, thatched with reddish hairs. Everything about Dick was big and powerful, it seemed. She trembled with anticipation as he walked to the bed.
For such a big strong guy, he was very gentle. He took the tie-belt of Dora's robe and undid it, then tenderly and slowly raised her up and helped her out of the robe. Carelessly she let it drop to the floor -- she was eager to be with Dick. She lay down again, and he stared hungrily at her magnificent naked body. His cock gave a horny lurch and weeped more thick juice.
"My God, you're beautiful," he said huskily.
Dora just smiled, too excited to talk. Dick lay down beside her and reached for her big quivering boobs. His huge callused hands just covered the swollen globes, and he caressed them gently but eagerly. Dora purred with contentment. At last she was with an attractive man her own age, and he was obviously dying to make love to her.
"I never saw such gorgeous jugs in my life," Dick sighed.
For once Dora was glad to have such big breasts. Before, they'd just been a source of embarrassment to her, but now she finally wanted to turn a man on. She was glad she had a great body. Dick was breathing hard as he squeezed and molded her big creamy tits, and his stiff cock nudged her thigh, leaving little wet spots of juice. He rubbed his thumbs over her little pink nipples, and the soft buds went stuff and throbbing.
"Oh, Christ," he moaned.
He bent down and kissed her hot satiny tits. His beard tickled her tender flesh, but she didn't mind. His lips were warm and firm on her sensitive boobs, and her pussy was growing hotter and wetter by the second. He caught one nipple between his lips, drew it into the heat and wetness of his mouth, and began to suck on it. Dora felt dizzying excitement.
"Uminnmim, yesss," she sighed.
It felt delicious to have her tender little nipple sucked, tongue-lashed, and bathed in his boiling hot saliva. He sucked it till Dora was sighing deeply, then released it and sucked in the other nipple. As he worked an it, Dora felt her pussy getting soaked with steamy cunt-cream. Never in her life had she been so powerfully turned on by a man.
Dick finally abandoned her tits and began kissing and licking his way down her sleek warm body, over her ribs and belly, till he was nosing into the fragrant coppery curls of her bush. Dora gave a shrill cry of excitement. She felt his hot breath on her pussy, and once more her hungry cunt gushed a huge load of sticky juice. Then Dick parted her bush and exposed the bright red bud of her clit.
"Here's what I want," he panted.
He pushed her legs apart, lay down between them, and quickly dipped his face into her snatch. She felt the hot stiff tip of his tongue touching the ultra sensitive lump of her clit, and she moaned eagerly. He began to flick her little love-bud with his tongue, back and forth, and Dora quivered with horny arousal. Donny's pussy-eating had been enjoyable, but his Uncle Dick was an expert.
He pressed his tongue more firmly onto her moist red joy button and began to lash it briskly. Dora arched her pussy upward, making it easier for him to tongue her clit. Her cunt-cream was flowing steadily now, soaking his beard and cheek. He didn't seem to mind. As fast as the fragrant hot juice leaked out, he lapped it up and swallowed it. His big wet tongue moved faster and faster over her stiff swollen clit.
"Ohhhhh, God, that's so good," Dora moaned. "Yes, yes, Dick, lick meeeee."
She didn't try to hold herself back or conceal her excitement. She wasn't this man's governess, and she wasn't old enough to be his mother. He was the right age, the right man, and there was nothing wrong with making love with him. It dawned on Dora that she'd never been in a normal sexual situation before. Well, that was going to be changed this very afternoon. She'd finally know how it felt to give herself to a man completely.
"Yes, yes, Dick, I love it," she cried.
Encouraged by her response, Dick pressed his lips to her swollen red clit and began to suck it. Dora almost rose right off the bed. She groaned her intense pleasure, and her cunt overflowed with steamy juice. Helplessly she jerked her hips to the rhythm of his cunt-sucking, and she clawed the bed. It felt so damned good to have her clit sucked hard and fast.
"Eeeee!" Dora shrieked...
Overpowering pleasure ripped through her body, and she screeched and went into the most powerful climax she'd ever had. Poor Dick must have been half drowned in her gushing cream, she thought, but he kept right on hungrily sucking her squirting clit. She moaned, writhed, bucked, till at last her spasms died away. Dick lapped her pussy from stem to stern, eating all her hot thick cream.
"Oh, my God, that was wonderful," Dora panted.
"I'm just getting started," Dick said in a muffled voice. "I could eat you all night, baby."
Blissfully Dora let her legs fall wide open, offering him her gleaming scarlet gash. He gave a hungry growl and tongue-lashed her pussy till she was squealing with ecstasy. Then he concentrated on her drooling little cunt-mouth, rimming it swiftly with his slick tongue-tip. He circled the hot little hole several times, and then Dora felt his tongue creeping right into her cunt.
"Oh, God, YES!" she cried. "Put your tongue in me."
Dick's tongue was big like the rest of him, long and hugely thick. It fully stuffed her greedy little box, reaching clear to her womb. Dora writhed on the delicious impalement, blind with bliss, and when he began to tongue-fuck her, she almost blacked out with pleasure. Her hot juice was coming in floods, boiling around his swiftly jerking tongue.
"Yes, yes, fuck me with it," she squealed, "fuck me with your tongue."
She wasn't at all ashamed of her uninhibited response to his pussy-eating. She knew it excited him, and she wanted him to know how much she was enjoying it. As she writhed and moaned and squirmed with pleasure, her flaming-red hair came loose from its prim bun and cascaded around her shoulders. She was a wildcat in bed, just as she'd known she could be with the right man.
Dick's huge tongue was jerking furiously in her gripping box, and it wasn't long at all before she had a second climax. Her cunt squeezed his thick tongue-meat as she came, but he managed to keep working it stiffly inside her, making her orgasm doubly intense. She nearly fainted before it was over, and it took her a few moments to catch her breath. She sighed as Dick slipped his tongue out of her satisfied cunt.
"That was so good, darling," she moaned, "but now can't I do something for you?"
Dick raised his head from her pussy and grinned. "Well, what did you have in mind, lady?" he teased.
Dora grinned right back. "I had in mind sucking your cock," she said without a trace of embarrassment.
Dick's eyes widened. "I didn't know governesses gave blow jobs," he said.
"You'd be surprised what a good governess can do," Dora laughed. "Now roll over."
"Yes, ma'am," Dick chuckled.
He rolled onto his back, and his huge cock weaved heavily, the giant purple head oozing a steady stream of juice. Saliva rushed to. Dora's mouth as she eyed that monstrous prick. She could hardly wait to taste it. Quickly crouching beside him, she dipped her head down and kissed the creamy hard head of his prick. His juice wetted her lips, and she licked it off and swallowed it with a greedy gurgle.
Then she began to tongue his huge thick cock, swishing her little red tongue around and around the swollen head, then slowly, deliciously working her way down the thick column of his shaft. Dick sighed blissfully as he felt that slick hot tongue teasing and lashing every inch of his achingly stiff rod. Dora licked right down to the base of his cock and on through the wiry reddish hairs of his bush.
"Oh, Jesus," Dick yelped. "Yeah, baby, lick my nuts, too."
Dora's mischievous tongue was on his balls now, lashing and tickling, wriggling into every steamy cranny. She just couldn't get enough of him. She tongue-lashed his rosy fur-thatched nuts till they gleamed all over with her saliva. Then she began working her way back up again, through his thick bush, up the hot throbbing shaft of his prick.
She reached the giant purple head of his cock and dug her soft tongue-tip into the drooling slitmouth, reaming out his tasty cream. Dick finished and groaned as her busy wicked tongue explored his cock-mouth. Then he felt heat and wetness and juicy flesh as Dora popped his cock into her mouth.
"Oh, Christ, YEAH!" he bellowed. "Suck my cock, baby, suck it hard!"
Dora was able to take only about half his hugely long prick into her mouth, otherwise she would have choked. But she was hungry for it, and she sucked it fast and hard, just the way he wanted it. Dick moaned steadily, and her flame-red hair flew as she bobbed over his meat. More and more thick tasty cock-juice dripped onto her tongue, and she swallowed it greedily.
Carried away in her excitement, Dora sucked faster and faster on his cock, making an obscene wet slurping noise. Dick was so powerfully aroused that he was tempted to come in her mouth, but he didn't want to do that their first time together. Fop a few moments longer he enjoyed the searing heat and juicy wetness of her mouth, then took her head and gently raised it.
"That was fantastic, honey," he said, "but I don't wanta shoot my load just yet. There's another way I wanta do that."
He lifted her effortlessly and brought her down to straddle his belly. Her knees hugged his hips, and the moist little mouth of her cunt touched the knobby hard head of his cock. For a moment they froze in that position, savoring the excitement, wondering how it was going to be when he pushed his cock into her.
Dora wondered how it would feel to take a prick that huge, the biggest she'd ever seen. She wasn't afraid. In fact she could hardly wait. Dick was wondering if her cunt would be tight. It had felt plenty damned tight when he had his tongue in it, but you could never tell with older women.
Anyhow, there was only one way to find out.
Very slowly he eased his swollen cock up her cunt. Almost at once both Dora and Dick began to whine with excitement. It was good, really good. Dora loved having her hungry little cunt so fully stuffed with hard cock-meat. Dick was delighted to find that she had the tightest twat he'd ever been into. It gripped his meat like a narrow velvet sheath as he sank all the way into her.
"Qoooaoo," Dora squealed.
"Oh, Christ, yes," Dick groaned.
Then he remembered what she'd told him during her confession. Until meeting his nephews, this woman hadn't been laid in twenty-three years! No wonder her box was exquisitely tight, and no wonder she was so horny and passionate. He'd really found himself a prize, and he intended to give her the fuck of her life.
Dora sat on him, fully impaled on his cock, quivering lustily as she waited for him to work his meat in her. Her head was thrown back, her long flame-red hair loose, her pretty face flushed with arousal. Dick admired her large round tits and pretty little copper muff. He pinned broadly as he thought of what he was going to do to her.
"How do you want it, sweetheart?" he asked hoarsely. "Slow? Fast?"
Dora looked down at him with glowing lusty eyes. "I want you to fuck me as hard and fast as you can," she said boldly. "I want you to fuck me silly."
"You got it," Dick chuckled.
Fortunately, that was just the way he wanted to ball her. Some other time he could be slow and gentle, but right now he was too excited to hold back. He began to slam his huge hard prick in her, fucking her furiously, stretching her pretty pink cunt-lips almost to bursting. He rammed her womb with each powerful thrust. Dora railed with delight.
"Oh, my God, YES!" she screeched. "That's it. Ball me, fuck me. Oh, Dick, I LOVE IT!"
Dick couldn't have been happier. He had a beautiful redhead riding his prick, loving it, and her cunt was wonderfully tight and hot and juicy. He pictured a lifetime of fucking her, and he knew he couldn't let her go. He had a feeling she didn't want to leave, anyhow. But he had to ask.
"How would you like living in Alaska?" he panted.
"Do they allow fucking there?" Dora grinned. "If they don't, we'll get the law changed," Dick laughed.
"You're on," Dora sighed. "Now will you shut up and ball me, dammit?"
"Whatever you want, baby," Dick moaned, "whatever you want."
