It was at the Ritz in Lisbon. Many people felt that this was the most beautiful hotel in the world and few people argued with that point.
The tall white arches of the building and the long marble hallways were unsurpassed anywhere in Europe.
And the location of the hotel, high up on a cliff that overlooked the ocean, was absolutely ideal.
Of course, the other thing that made this an ideal vacation spot was the fact that Portugal had been experiencing some hard times financially and therefore it was a cheap place to go.
The people in that nation were happy about all of the dollars, francs, lires, pounds and marks that they could get into their land..
This was where Richmond Newberry had gone for his vacation. He needed to get away from his little town in Ohio and from his business concerns and from his three children.
Now that his oldest son was already eighteen and registered in the local college, Richmond felt confident that he could leave his three sons alone in the house.
Besides, he had always done so much travelling on business, at times being away from home for months out of the year, that his children did not even miss him.
Frankly, Richmond was a bit of a tyrant and his sons were happier when' he wasn't around.
Richmond was still only forty and he was a fine figure ; of a man. He had married young and already had his fortune from his father. But the money apparently went to the head of his young wife and she had run off after only six years of marriage.
The man would have happily given his wife child custody, but he never even knew where she was. Every so often he would get a post card from her which was always from some dreadful little corner of the-globe.
It wasn't hard for his three sons to figure out that they were not really wanted anywhere and by anyone, which was why they would have preferred just being left alone.
Their father's benign neglect was about the best that he could offer them.
When Richmond had decided that his business was doing well enough so that he could afford to take off and go on a vacation, his sons were happy to get rid of him.
Perhaps they also read what was in the back of Richmond's mind. He wanted to get a wife!
Sex was never any problem for the man. He travelled to all sorts of cities and would usually arrange for the services of some sort of hooker, but that did not lead to any kind of permanent thing.
Besides, what he really wanted was to have a wife who could look after the house and his three sons while he was away on his long trips.
He could have married any girl at all in Little Hill, Ohio. He was the richest man in the town and 'he and his sons were all considered very good catches.
But there was definitely something lacking about the women in Little Hill. None of them had any style or any class. After having travelled around to all of the big cities in the nation, Richmond was not ready to saddle himself with some boring girl whose only interest in life was how to collect enough supermarket stamps to get a blender!
And that was why he had chosen the Ritz in Portugal. He never got a chance to travel to Europe on business and so this would be a nice change of pace for him.
Although the entire hotel on that particular week seemed to be populated with Americans. But then again, that was just what he wanted.
Where else would he find the right sort of American, than in the best hotel in Europe?
So, the first day down at the pool when he noticed a girl with enormous blue eyes behind her sunglasses and with a mass of long and straight blonde hair, he sauntered over and took the beach chair Tight next to her.
He kept on staring at her and he kept on sucking in his stomach and trying to puff out his powerful and well-defined chest.
Finally he turned to her and, not knowing what language to speak to her, he said, "Pardone!" in one of the worst French accents of all time.
The girl just turned and grinned one of the broadest and most winning grins he had ever seen.
"Je m'apelle Richmond!" he said slowly.
Her wide lips opened as she said, "Well, hi!" and extended the final vowel sound so that it seemed to go on forever. "I'm Lorelei!"
Lorelei was enchanting, just like her name. She was a lovely girl from Arkansas and although Richmond was never quite sure where she got the money to be travelling around Europe in fine fashion, her charm was enough to stop any questions that he might have had.
After they had spent the afternoon swimming and sunning themselves, Lorelei said, "I must go to my cabana to change. Have you a cabana, Mr. Newberry?"
He nodded dumbly and rose as she rose. Then she began to walk and he thought that his swimsuit would bust wide open from the pressure of his hardening cock as he looked at her wriggling and wiggling ass.
She looked over her shoulder and winked and then she turned around with a curious toss of her head that told him that he should follow her.
Richmond grabbed up a towel to hold in front of his crotch so that no one would notice the erection that was stuffed into the front of his suit. Then he followed hurriedly.
As Lorelei stepped up to one of the roomy red and white canvas cabanas that lined the back of the beach, she turned once more and looked over her shoulder again. She winked again and then she stepped into the cabana.
Richmond was standing right outside of the cabana and staring at it for a long time and then he realized that she had left the door open just a crack.
He rushed up the pathway and pressed his hand against the door and then he slid into the cabana.
Lorelei was not surprised to see him. She turned and gave him another of her broad grins. Then she reached around and unzipped the back of her clinging swimsuit.
Richmond watched as the woman's tan flesh was revealed and then she pulled the zipper all the way down and he could see the sharply contrasting white flesh of her well-rounded ass cheeks.
Then she turned around and the bathing suit pulled away from her breasts so that he could see the pink tits that stood out so firmly against the smooth flesh.
Peeling the swimsuit down from her body, she had to struggle to get it over her well-shaped hips and then her patch of delicate blonde pussy hairs was revealed.
Lorelei put her arms up and shook back and forth so that the wet swimsuit would work its way down her legs.
Then when she stepped out of it, she was able to spread her legs and rub her cunt lips with her fingers.
Richmond had dropped the towel so the woman could easily see that the front of his trunks were filled up with a hard erection.
When she stepped forward and looked up at him, he looked down at her and his lips moved to hers. Then he pressed his lips against her lips and the two sets of closed lips rubbed dryly back and forth.
Then his lips began to open and soon his tongue was jutting out and he was flicking his tongue back and forth across her lips.
Her lips soon yielded and she opened her mouth to permit his tongue to enter. Soon she was sucking his tongue between her lips and even rubbing her teeth back and forth along the invading tongue.
Then their tongues met and they were soon wrestling over and over, with one tongue climbing and sliding on top of the other.
And when her tongue thrust forward into his mouth, he began to suck on her sweet little mouth morsel just as she had sucked on his.
His hands had already been exploring the luscious body that was next to his. His fingers played with her nipples and then he moved one hand slowly down the curve of her body until it came to the patch of her cunt hairs that so delicately fringed her pussy.
Meanwhile, her long and well-manicured fingers were running through the thickness of the man's chest hair. She pulled on the hairs and then ran the tips of her nails over the man's nipples.
He sighed in reaction and she was pleased that she had given him that much enjoyment.
Then her hands wandered slowly down so that the long fingernails were running back and forth along the waistband of the man's clinging swimtrunks.
Her fingertips entered the top of the trunks and then she began to slide them down his hips. He had slim hips and a very powerful ass so it was easy enough for her to tug them down his legs.
Except that there was such a big lump in the front of the trunks that she could hardly budge it. It was only when she managed to get the trunks down over the lump that the cock jumped out to freedom.
It stretched more than nine inches from the front of the man's body and the girl reached down to feel it with her fingertips.
He was used to feeling a hand wrapped around his thick meat and so the delicate feeling of the fingertips of this woman lightly running along the cock shaft was thrilling.
His wet trunks were slipping to the floor as he stood there.
Then the two bodies pressed so tightly to one another that he could feel his cock being crushed against her delicately smooth flesh.
There was a little juice that was dribbling out of his cock head and when he rubbed his cock back and forth along her belly, she could feel the pre-cum dribbling out against her flesh.
As he continued to rub his cock back and forth against her soft skin, she could feel the pre-cum being rubbed into her flesh as a lubrication for the rubbing.
There were some cushions in the corner and Lorelei knew the layout of this cabana very well. She backed up toward the cushions and she knew that the man would follow her.
When she fell backwards onto the cushions, he fell right on top of her.
Once they were both horizontal, it was easier for them to go wild.
He was bouncing and riding on top of her and she was rolling around with all of her might. At one point she actually maneuvered him so that she was on top of him.
His cock was rubbing between her belly and his and she enjoyed it immensely.
She reached down and stroked the enormous prong and she knew that she would like to feel it inside of her pussy.
But it was not necessary for the girl to guide the man's touch. He reached down and the side of his index finger rubbed up against the girl's cunt lips. When he felt the fact that there was already moisture on the pussy lips, he knew that she was quite ready and he knew that he wanted to do it to her soon or else there was a chance he would spill the load right onto her soft hands.
He placed his cock head against the inside of her thigh and then he moved his knee in such a way that it made the woman spread her legs wider.
Soon both of his knees were in between her knees and he was spreading her legs so wide that she just naturally lifted her legs up so that they bent at the hips.
Now his fingers reached through her fleshy thighs and his cock head rubbed up against her cunt lips, even though he had to push through her moist thighs.
That made the fucking position even more exciting because he not only had the wonderfully tight feeling of her pussy against his cock head, but he also had the wonderfully soft and voluptuous sensation of her meaty thighs pressing around the base of his cock.
Lorelei did not mind the position at all. She had her legs up and her ankles were over the man's shoulders.
With just the head of his cock pressing against the lips of her pussy, he still had another eight inches to go to get his meat all the way inside of her.
But she was in a position that left her nice and open to his attack.
He arched his hips up and he tensed the muscles in his hips so that he could push them forward into the girl's body and slam against her.
Even though her pussy was not loose in any way, he could feel the entire length of his nine incher slamming all the way up into the girl's cunt.
The soft moisture of her pussy flesh was responding to the invasion of his hard cock and the walls parted as his meat rammed all the way into her body.
After the electrifying thrill of the cock sliding into her, the next sensation that the girl was aware of was that the man's balls slapped against the well-rounded and smooth curve of her ass cheeks.
Richmond had to pause for a moment once he had entered her. He felt an excitement rushing through him as if he were going to shoot his load in a moment.
When he looked down at the wide blue eyes and the button nose that looked so lovely beneath him, he had to press forward and kiss the girl.
What he was doing was pressing forward because he had to squash down the girl's fleshy legs in order to get to her lips.
His massive and hairy chest was rubbing against the delicate back of her legs as he pushed forward with his body ,and craned his neck so that his lips could meet hers.
And then the man pulled his lips away from the girl's lips and he turned his attention back to the action that was going on at his crotch.
His powerful hips began to move back and forth with lightning speed as he fucked in and out of the girl's tight hole. Her juicy cunt was moist and responsive to each of the movements t of his cock.
Richmond could not remember such a responsive pussy and he meant that in quite a literal way. He had never had a pussy that moved each time that his cock moved.
The walls of flesh inside of her cunt were wriggling and writhing excitedly. When his widely flared cock head would rub past one spot in the cunt, the moist pink flesh on that spot would react by pressing down against the cock head.
And then when he would push all the way into her pussy, he could feel his thick cock head coming to a blunt stop as it pushed against the very back of her pussy.
He could also feel his balls rubbing against the smoothness of her ass cheeks.
And he could feel his thick bush of black pubic hairs rubbing against the girl's wispy patch of blonde pussy hairs.
There were so many things going on all at one time.
And while they were both enjoying the tight intermingled contact of their genitals, he was also nipping and feeling at her tits and she was grabbing at his arms.
Her fingernails were just running up and down along the powerful flesh of his massive upper arm. She was getting a special thrill merely paying attention to that one very specific part of his anatomy.
And he was getting a thrill from being near all of the girl's fabulous anatomy!
Her skin was pulled so tautly around the well-fleshed body that there was nothing he could even grab on to except for her tits!
And then he felt his cock moving in and out of the pussy even faster than he had been doing it. It wasn't even as though he were doing it on his own. He was actually fucking in and out of her pussy as though there was some sort of suction that was making his cock move as quickly as it was.
He was breathing frantically and then he actually bit into the girl's shoulder. His teeth were grinding down as he slowed down his fucking cock.
But now the ramming strokes of his cock were only slower because they were much harder. Each time that he shoved forward it was as though he were pushing through a sponge.
The flesh on her cunt walls had expanded out so that it filled up the tight hole of her pussy.
When his cock slammed through her hot love tunnel, she could feel the way that the flared cock head was parting her own excited flesh.
And then her ankles clasped together around his neck as if she were trying to strangle him with her feet.
She was out of control because her pussy had taken on a life of its own.
The two of them shared a wild orgasm. His cock seemed to be doing battle with her pussy.
His dick was ramming all around as though he were trying to bash his way into her cunt and then into her entire body. And the moist and slippery walls of her vagina were wriggling around as though they were trying to get a grasp of the thick cock!
It was a glorious battle because they were both winners! The pleasure that they each got out of it was the prize that made it all worthwhile!
And then when three minutes had passed and the man was still lying on top of the girl and his cock, shrunken just a-little bit-was ... still stuffed all the way inside of her body, he smiled down at her shyly and said "I guess I better take this out!"
Her long fingers pressed into the firm flesh of the man's legs and then her sharp fingernails dug into his hard ass.
He knew what she wanted. She wanted him to stay inside of her pussy. Richmond was a little amazed. Most of the women he would fuck were happy to have him just pull his cock out at the end of the fuck.
But he wasn't yet aware of what Lorelei was like. He wasn't yet aware of the fact that the woman had a problem. It was a problem that was often hard for her to deal with.
If she had told him about her problem at that moment, he would have laughed and he would have been delighted because it was the sort of thing that every man wants to have a chance to deal with.
Lorelei was a nymphomaniac. She was never really sexually satisfied!
When she was a little girl and she had first learned to frig her pussy, she had the troubled times when she would frig herself constantly all day long. She would spend all her time behind the doors of her bedroom, playing with herself and feeling the juices flowing in her ciint.
Even when her young pussy was finally raw, she would still continue to go on with the hot fingerfucking.
And then when she finally learned about boys and fucking, she was anxious to go right ahead and do all that she could.
Of course, a young girl in high school who would do that sort of thing would get a reputation very quickly.
All of the boys knew that they could fuck Lorelei. They didn't even have to take her out for a burger or to a movie. Sometimes she would fuck with a boy in the janitor's broom closet at school and one time she had let the janitor fuck her in that closet as well.
But things got difficult for her in Little Rock where she had been born on the wrong side of the tracks.
It wasn't until she left for New York that Lorelei really learned to lead a fun life. In New York, there was no one who cared if Lorelei fucked every guy she saw. There was no one who told her not to if she indulged in all sorts of orgies.
As a career, she worked as a showgirl. She was in the chorus of a few musicals and, although she was not technically a hooker, there were often times when gentlemen would be kind and generous to her.
Fate took her straight to Murray Hill and she suddenly had a charge account that amounted to quite a large amount but somehow she never got the bill! Actually it was not so much fate as it was a man by the name of Esmond who took her to Murray Hill and he was the one who had gotten the bill for her charge accounts as well.
Lorelei had managed to lead a high life for quite some time and yet she was still only twenty-four and looked much younger.
Now that she was on the floor of the cabana and she had Richmond's cock still sticking into her cunt, she was delighted. After all, this was her favorite position. That is to say, any position in which she was getting fucked was her favorite position.
But she whispered, "My legs are getting tired!" Actually with her legs up over his shoulders as they were, the blood was all rushing down from her legs and her feet were getting numb.
When the man began to pull back from her hot hole, she pressed against him and said, "No! Don't!"
Then the woman began to press and squeeze her pussy lips. It was amazing the skill and expertise that the woman had in her cunt.
Richmond was absolutely astonished. It felt as if his cock were being massaged by a thousand skilled fingers, when actually it was only the flesh inside of the girl's hot pussy that was wriggling and pressing along the length of the cock shaft.
He knew that his cock was fully hard once more and he automatically began a slight fucking motion in and out of the cunt.
The man was only pulling his cock out about an inch and shoving it back in about an inch each time that he did it.
But as he continued to fuck in and out of her cunt, the girl began to turn around.
That is to say, she moved slowly at first, but her right leg went over the man's head so that soon both of her legs were over his left shoulder.
Then, as he continued to fuck in and out of her pussy, the girl kept turning around and around so that she was at a right angle to the man. And then she was soon facing the opposite direction.
Richmond doubted that he could have reproduced the way that the girl had managed to turn herself. The only thing that he knew for sure was that when she was through she was down with her hands and knees on the floor and the man was behind her.
His cock was still all the way up her pussy and the only difference was that now the top of his cock was facing the back of her cunt whereas the first time through the top of his cock had been facing the front of her cunt.
He began to slide back out of the girl's hole and then he slammed all nine inches in with even more power.
Suddenly her cunt felt so familiar to him. It wasn't that her pussy felt loose in any way. It was still clinging around the head of his cock as he slammed into her.
But he was so comfortable fucking her. She was so hot and her pussy juice was oozing out in such great quantity that he couldn't believe it.
And then he kept right on fucking her for another thirty-six minutes!
Was Lorelei in love with him? How would a nymphomaniac feel about a man who could give her so much of what she needed? She was mad about him and she didn't want to lose him.
At that time she didn't even know that he was in Lisbon to find a wife and she didn't even know that he was wonderfully rich and very prominent in his town.
The only thing that mattered to her was that this man had a big and a skilled cock and that he was anxious to use it as often as she was anxious to receive it.
After the two fucks in the cabana he took her to the bar for a drink. After one drink he asked the girl what she wanted to do and he told her that he would do anything that she wanted.
She leaned over and said, "I want to fuck!"
They went up to his hotel room and fucked, ordered dinner, fucked, got a bottle of champagne, fucked and ordered breakfast.
When they left the room five days later it was to get married.
Richmond had warned the girl that he had three children back at home in Ohio that his first wife had left with him. But she told him that she simply adored children.
Can you'see the dilemma coming?
The man was pleased that he would have someone to stay with his three growing sons when he went away on his frequent trips and the woman, not yet aware of her new husband's travels, was happy to have a man who could stuff her cunt almost as often as it needed to be stuffed.
Back in Little Hill, Ohio, the boys received the cable from their father in Lisbon.
"Oh shit!" said Skip, the sixteen-year-old, "It was bad enough having to deal with dad! Now we're gonna have this woman to contend with!"
"Don't judge this too quickly!" said Howie, the eighteen-year-old, sensible son. "Maybe that's what dad needs! Maybe this way he'll get fucked regularly and he won't be such a creep about everything!"
"Amen!" added Bud, the fourteen-year-old who was the quietest of the boys.
Everything had been peaceful around the house with their father gone for two weeks. The boys had been free to do as they pleased and there was only really one goal that they ever had.
All three of these boys wanted to get laid!
Even though Howie was very responsible and dependable and he took things very seriously when he was put in charge of his younger brothers, he did not do anything to keep them from their ultimate goal.
But they all knew what the arrival of Lorelei would mean! She would keep them from having that privacy when their father went out of town. They would have an adult to supervise them even when their father was gone.
Howie was suppressing his feelings, but he was the most bitter of all. He had a lot against his father and most of his animosity was very justified.
He had been a bright student and could have gone off to any college he might have chosen, but his father insisted that he attend the local college because he wanted to have the boy at home for the times when he went out of town.
And so the boy felt that he was suffering because his father was too cheap to hire a housekeeper or someone to supervise his two younger brothers.
Now that his father was bringing home this new wife, he would not even have the luxury of the freedom that he had always enjoyed in being the head of the house while his father was on business trips.
Lorelei did not have a very-friendly welcoming committee when she arrived with Richmond in Little Hill.
Skip turned to his brother as they watched the little plane land in the local airport. It was a flight that went out once a day from Dayton, Ohio, and Richmond had had to get a flight from New York to Dayton, after having flown from Lisbon to New York.
There was a troubled look on Skip's face as he watched the plane land and then asked his older brother, "With her around the house how am I ever gonna get a chance to get a, girl to fuck?"
CHAPTER TWO
"You didn't tell me that your children were so grown up!" the beautiful blonde girl shouted in the airport.
That remark did not sit too well with the boys. They greeted the girl in a cold and unfriendly manner.
Richmond had to remark, "Kiss your new mother!" And it was actually a command when he said it.
Already the problem was beginning. It was not the problem of the boys resenting the intrusion of this new person. It was the problem of sexual hunger!
As Lorelei put her arm around the smooth flesh of Skip's neck and she pressed her hot lips next to his peach-fuzz cheek, she could feel the quivering lips of her pussy.
She knew that the nearness of the handsome boys was making her burn up with hot and very passionate desire.
And. even though Skip was trying to maintain a scowl at his new stepmother, he could feel his young cock growing in his pants as the beautiful blonde kissed him tenderly on the cheek.
The three boys maintained a wall of silence as they all drove back to the house that was on the outskirts of town. Richmond went around the long way just so that he could show the girl the Newberry Plastics building. It was the center of town and it was the one industry upon which the entire town depended.
It had never before occurred to Lorelei that she was now the leading lady of the town of Little Hill. Ohio and that she would have to act accordingly.
But how could she act accordingly when she felt such a fire burning in her pussy.
She knew that there was only one cure for her and that was to get a big cock up her cunt.
Looking over at her new husband, she sighed softly when she thought of what was inside of his pants. And then she looked over into the back seat. There were her three sons and she was anxious to know what they had in their pants!
When they arrived at the house and it was ten times the size that Lorelei had expected, she was thrilled. But there was something that was much more important to her.
The boys helped to carry the bags upstairs because Richmond had never believed in too many servants. He thought that it was unnatural, although for Lorelei's sake he would continue to have a housekeeper come in four days a week.
When Lorelei and Richmond were alone together in the bedroom, she kissed him and he kissed her back. Then she pressed her body against his and rubbed back and forth.
Reaching down to his crotch, she unzipped his fly and began to feel around inside, hoping for the hardness that she loved so well.
But Richmond quickly pulled away and zipped up his pants.
"What's the matter with you?" he asked her.
"What? Why?" she asked, confused.
"How often do you want it?" he asked, accusing her.
"Well, uh...." she began.
"I mean, after all we did it in the toilet on the plane!"
Lorelei was about to say, "But that was four hours ago!" but then she thought better of it and she just said, "But you never turned me down in Lisbon!"
"That was when I was on vacation! I thought you understood that! When a man is on vacation he has the time and the inclination to fuck a lot. But when he's home, he has to worry about important matters and can't devote himself to his cock all the time!"
Lorelei sat down on the bed. Or rather, she fell down on the bed. She felt absolutely forsaken!
"I mean," Richmond continued, "what are you going to do when I go away on a business trip?"
"You won't be gone long!" she said, anxiously.
"Sometimes I can be gone for a month!" Richmond said.
"You can take me with you!"
There was a pause and then he said, "But I wanted to have a wife so that there could be someone here to look after the house while I was on my frequent business trips!"
The girl's mouth fell open. For all of his wealth and power she felt as if he had only married her to get a free housekeeper, babysitter and hooker all rolled into one.
Then he added the final statement that managed to get the girl absolutely quiet. "It isn't normal for a girl to want sex all that much!"
She couldn't argue against him. She knew that she did want to have sex all that much and she knew that she had spent her entire life hearing about what was and was not normal.
One of the things that she had heard a million times was that it was not normal for a girl to want to have sex too much. That was always her cue to say that she really did not want to have sex that much!
After all, she wanted to be normal. Just as in high school, she had wanted to be a nice girl.
She got up and pretended that the entire conversation had never even taken place. "It was such a long trip, I'd like to take a bath!" she said as Richmond directed her to the bathroom.
The house really was lovely. There was nothing opulent about it. Even though these people were not in touch with the tasteful decorators of the big cities, they had managed to be tasteful in their own way.
Actually it was Richmond's first wife who had gotten this house and had.fixed it up as it was. Nothing was gaudy and yet one could tell that the furniture and the art was of great value.
When Lorelei went into the bathroom and found that it was completely tiled all over and that it had a golden sunken tub that matched the gold and brown design of the tiles, she was thrilled. She knew that she had married a wealthy man, but she was just beginning to understand how wealthy he was.
But when the girl locked the door and pulled off all of her clothes and then climbed into the bathtub, she knew that there was just one thing that she had in mind.
Her cunt was on fire from the wild feelings that had been running through her ever since she had met her three new sons.
Now she reached down to her pussy lips and she parted them and she inserted her index finger.
As soon as her finger was up in between the cunt lips, the two hot and moist lips snapped back together around the finger and then she started to frig herself.
There were electric thrills running up through her flesh each time that she pulled her finger back.
Then when she pushed her finger into her cunt, she searched for her clit and then she rubbed the tip of her finger back and forth across the hot clit.
Lying back in the tub, she shut her eyes and she pictured the three strapping boys she had just met that day. She did not know which of them was the most handsome, but she imagined them one by one without their clothes.
Then she stopped her frigging and she wondered. Would there ever be a chance for her to see these boys without their clothes? Would there ever be a chance for her to touch these boys?
She tried to stop these thoughts. After all, she was to be the mother to these boys! How could she, in good conscience, try to fool around with them.
But then, she thought, what did she really owe to Richmond Newberry? He had married her only so that he would have someone to look after his little brood! Well, she figured that she should look after the brood and really do it her way!
Her new husband expected her to do without sex when he went out of town, but she had never gone without a fucking for a month since the time she was fifteen and she had first lost her cherry. She was not going to go without a hard cock for a month, no matter what her husband thought!
There was a knock on the bathroom door. "Why did you lock the door, honey?" Richmond called out.
Lorelei still had her fingers down at her cunt lips. "Oh! I guess I just forget! I guess I'm just used to living alone!" she called out from the tub.
"Well, can't you open the door?"
"I'm in the tub already, dear!" she said with a cutting edge to her voice, adding, "Use another bathroom! You have enough of them!"
She heard him leaving the door and then she turned her attention back to frigging her pussy. Now she was starting to imagine what it would be like for her to fuck with her three new sons!
Her new husband was not worth the effort! She would not even try to be good to him! Not only was he unsympathetic about her sexual needs, he wouldn't even give her enough peace to frig herself!
The woman would just have to see what would happen in the future! Her life in this house would go along. But she would not ignore the fact that fate had tossed her in with three extremely handsome teenaged boys!
Actually Lorelei had always been hot for older men. But this was not just a case of choosing any port in a storm. These three boys were very good looking and very well-built.
They were certainly worthy of the beautiful blonde's juicy pussy.
That night Richmond had something to get angry about. When they all came down to dinner, which he had instructed the boys to make in order to properly greet their new mother, he found that his oldest son, Howie, was not there.
"How dare he show this sort of disrespect to his new mother!" Richmond screamed.
"Don't be too harsh dear!" she said sweetly. "I don't want to interfere with the boy's social life!"
"Fuck his social life!" Richmond snorted. "He had enough chance for a social life when I was out of town!"
The two younger boys paled when they heard what their father said, and the older man looked at them and said, "Don't think for a minute that I don't know what goes on in this house when I leave here for a trip!
"But believe me when I tell you that that is all over with for now. Now you will have Lorelei here to supervise you when I go away!"
The two younger boys looked at each other and they realized that the worst of their fears had been realized. This was the very reason that they had disliked the idea of their father remarrying. They enjoyed the freedom that they had while he was away. Now this beautiful blonde woman would be there watching over them.
But on this particular night, Howie, who was not at the dinner table with the rest of his family, could not bother to worry about the future and the effect of his stepmother's presence.
Howie's major concern was with Linda, the most beautiful girl-in his college sociology class.
He had been sitting next to Linda ever since the first day of school, but she had never paid any attention to him. Now that he finally had gotten up the nerve to ask her out on a date, he was stunned that she had accepted.
But it was not so surprising really. Howie was a very good-looking and masculine man. Even though he was only eighteen, there was something very manly about him.
In many ways the boy took after his father. Howie was quite hairy for his age and he had broad shoulders and a wide, defined chest. His jaw was squarish and his face was wide and framed with short cropped black hair.
Linda was very appealing. She had shoulder length brown hair .that actually was as soft as it looked. And she had broad and bright eyes that were usually green, but took on other colors depending on the light.
Her lips always looked moist and the boy just wanted a chance to kiss her!
No! That's a lie. Actually the boy wanted a great deal more than a chance to kiss the girl! He really wanted to ram it to her and fuck the hell out of her.
The point was, aside from her lovely face, Linda also had a very shapely body. Her rounded breasts and her rounded hips and as,s were firm without the least bit of fat on them.
And her skin was as smooth and soft as satin.
After they had gone to dinner and a movie, Howie drove up into the park. He looked over to Linda to see if she had any reaction to this little detour and he saw that she was casually looking over at him and then looking out the window.
His cock was surging up in his pants as he realized that the girl was not protesting what he was doing, even though everyone in town knew that driving up into the park meant that you were going to have a make-out session.
When he parked on the summit that overlooked the town, Linda turned invitingly in her seat and she leaned back. The boy knew that this, was an offer to him.
He leaned forward and kissed her and then he squirmed around so that the front of his body would be pressing against the front of the girl's body!
Linda panted hotly as she felt the boy's massive chest pressing against her soft and rounded breasts.
Then, as Howie repositioned himself so that he was completely on top of her, she could feel his hard-on pressing through the heavy fabric of his pants and rubbing against her hot cunt.
He pressed down and squeezed his body against hers. And then she arched up in response.
In all that time that they had been in their sociology class, Howie had never realized that this girl was so hot. She had always seemed to ignore him, but now she was bucking up and down on the seat of the car, anxious to feel his hard cock.
Howie had never managed to feel up a girl so quickly. Usually he had to work his way down her body and have a little fight before she would even let him feel her bare tits. But this time his hands were moving down to her pussy and she was definitely not fighting him.
In fact, when his hands finally reached her cunt, she reached down at the same time and she pressed her hand against the lump of flesh that was locked inside of Howie's corduroy pants.
He gasped at the contact with his hard cock. No nice girl would ever do such a thing on a first date! There was only one answer to this riddle in that case! Linda was not a nice girl!
It was all that Howie could do to contain himself and keep himself from jumping for joy through the roof of the car.
The girl had been shy with him in school, but now that they were in the car she was burning . up with hot sexual passion. She wanted to get fucked and she was making that very obvious to the boy.
He pulled up her dress and then he reached into her panties and he could actually feel the heat that was emanating from her cunt. When his finger came close to her pussy lips, he thought that he was about to stick his fingers into an oven.
Spreading her cunt lips wide apart, he rammed one finger hard inside of her twat.
Yes! It was definite! Here was a girl who liked it and liked it hard and fast! Nice girls who were not used to getting fucked would have reacted badly to a finger being shoved into them so hard and fast. But, as he figured before, Linda was not a nice girl.
He peeled her sheer panties down her legs and then he was able to spread her legs.
She tossed one of her legs up over the seat of the car and her other leg was dangling down to the floor of the car. Howie's hands massaged at the gentle and warm flesh that was tautly pulled across the well-curved muscles of her thighs.
Then he actually tugged on her pussy lips and he pulled them apart.
Meanwhile, Linda was reaching down to the boy's crotch and she was unzipping his pants. Anxiously pulling down his pants and his shorts as if she could not wait to feel his cock, she reached down for his exposed hard-on and her eyes grew wide at the size and the width of it.
She did not need to guide the boy to her pussy. Although he had just lost his virginity less than a year before, this boy was very experienced at fucking and he was an expert in every way.
It was just one of those things that he had been born with.
With his cock head pressing against her cunt lips and her legs spread out as wide as they would go, he rammed forward and pressed into the girl's body.
She gasped and then the gasp turned into a little bit of a squeak as the cock spread her cunt flesh wide apart.
Slowly more and more of his cock shoved into her cunt. When he only had about half of his cock inside of the girl's slit, he felt that it was too tight.
He was thrilled and delighted. It wasn't simply the fact that she was a trampy girl who liked to fuck, but she also had a nice and tight pussy.
When he felt the cunt was too tight for his cock, he just pulled back a little bit and then he rammed in a little bit more. This fucking motion really helped him to penetrate her cunt and do a good job of it.
Each time that a little bit of his cock would pull out of her hole, he would then ram the rest of his cock into her hole, knowing that the pulling back had helped to relax the tight walls of the pussy.
The flesh inside of her pussy was so tight and so warm and moist that he literally felt as if it were being shaped to the shape of his cock.
It was as if he were putting his cock into a wet glove that was being molded to the outline of his bulging meat. The flare around his cock head and each vein that was standing out against the hard shaft was pressing into the supple flesh.
And the reason why the flesh was so supple was that it was taking the impressions of the invading cock and it was being imprinted with those impressions.
As he began to fuck in and out of her pussy, he could feel the constant changes that were happening inside of-her body. The walls of her vagina were wriggling and responding to his invading cock, and the flesh of her cunt was undulating on its own and giving his cock unexpected thrills.
When she felt the in and out ramming of his cock, she. tossed her legs around his waist. Kicking off the shoe on her left foot, she was pressing the heel of that bare foot against the boy's rhythmic backside.
The cheeks of his ass would press together tightly each time that he would fuck down into her pussy. Then they would relax when he would pull back.
But when her bare foot was pressing against the side of his hairy ass cheek, she saw to it that she dug her heel against the hollow that was created each time that he rammed his hips forward against the girl's body.
Since she still had the shoe on her other foot, she was not able to feel the boy's ass with that foot. But the boy could feel her shoe as the sharp high heel was digging into the muscle of his powerful ass.
Each time that he would pull back from her pussy, he would feel the heel pressing against his muscle, and that would make him press down harder against her pussy.
When pulling out of her twat was painful for him, she knew that she .would,. ge,t .a hotter fuck.
As it was, even though she was only seventeen and she had not been getting fucked for a very long time, Linda was very knowledgeable about fucking. She knew the best ways to do it and she knew the best techniques for making it exciting.
For instance, when they had started to fuck, she had spread her legs out as wide as she possibly could in the confined space of the car.
But then once the boy was all the way inside of her and he was fucking her hot and hard, she tossed her legs around his ass and she was pushing him into her so that he would fuck her even harder.
Many of the things that she knew, she had not even learned from screwing with guys. There were many things that she had learned because she had fantasized about fucking for such a long time.
She had imagined things that she could do with guys and then when she Finally got old enough and she had a chance to fuck with guys, she would try out her fantasies.
It was amazing how many of her fantasies had been very viable indeed!
But there was still never enough for Linda. She always needed more and more and she was never satisfied.
Even now that Howie was fucking her pussy, she was imagining what it would be like to press into him and to keep his cock shoved up her pussy for hours and hours so that he would keep on fucking her cunt.
She wanted it!
The hot friction that was caused as his cock was rubbing back and forth in her pussy was making her cunt moist with liquid.
And that moisture was creating a whole new friction that was even more exciting.
There were tingles running all over her body as she felt the cock massaging her insides and making her wet and juicy.
Howie had pulled up her blouse so that he could feel her tits as he fucked her. His hands ran up and around both of the firm mounds of rounded flesh that came to sharp points at the end.
He leaned over and he kissed one of the girl's tits as he continued to fuck in and out of her cunt. .
Each time that he would pull out of her pussy, he would feel the chill of the air that was all around the car. His cock was so wet and drippy from the fluid that was in her cunt that he thought he would catch a chill each time that-he pulled his cock back from her pussy and exposed it to the air.
That was yet another reason to encourage him to ram .his cock back into her anxious and hot cunt. It felt so warm inside of her and it was so soft and comfortable.
And yet he was moving like a bullet as he rammed in and out and in and out of the cunt. in the back of his mind there was one little thing that was bothering him. Now that he found Linda, the hottest girl he had ever met in his life, he would not be able to bring her home and use the house the way he had in the past.
In the past he was always able to count on the fact that his father would be away on some business trip and that he would be able to have the run of the house.
But now that his father had remarried he would have to contend with his new stepmother.
As he rammed in and out of Linda's cunt, he felt the heat rising inside of him and he was fucking her even faster than before.
She could feel it. She knew what it meant. The boy's balls were rubbing lightly against her skin and she knew that they were moving up so that they could tighten up under his cock and press against his body.
Howie groaned loudly as he felt his hard-on surge up to a larger size and then he felt his balls tighten against his body and the juices from his balls burst up into the length of his meat.
His cock bead slapped Up against the inside of the girl's pussy and then he felt her cunt responding to the wild beating that it was getting from the over-heated cock.
Her pussy walls were collapsing and undulating and writhing around the cock.
And the cock kept on pulsating into the cunt.
She could feel the splashes of hot liquid that were oozing into her, and she knew that the boy was shooting quite a big load up into her cunt.
When he finally pulled out of her twat, there was a combination of pussy juice and cock cream that was dribbling out of her inflamed hole.
"You're good!" Linda said, with a smile.
Howie pulled out of her quickly and readjusted his pants so fast that he almost cut himself on the fly. He was starting the car as the girl said, "Hey, you're not one of those guys who gets all upset and guilty right after sex, are you?
"Don't you know that the moments after the orgasm are the most beautiful moments! That's when you have no real passion in you and you're together as two tender human beings!"
But by that time Howie had already started the car and he was driving out of the park. She could see that the eighteen-year-old boy was not mature enough to listen to her speak about the tender side of being romantic when fucking.
As Linda looked at the strong and handsome profile of the young man, she wondered if he had any maturity at all. He seemed to be very much in control and he was very sure of himself when it came to running things. But he still had some ideas about life and sex that Linda could not accept.
Linda was of a new generation and she was from San Francisco. So her ideas about being good or being bad were quite different from the ideas that Howie had learned.
She was mature and intelligent enough to admit to the fact that she enjoyed sex, in fact she enjoyed it enormously! And she wanted to get fucked by a big and thick cock!
But Howie was under the impression that any girl who wanted to get fucked was a bad girl and that bad girls were only good for fucking.
It was really a vicious circle that the boy had to deal with. He had to deal with girls who did not like to get fucked because those were the nice girls he was supposed to be dealing with.
But he knew that he had enjoyed the time that he had spent with Linda. And he had certainly enjoyed the fuck.
It was crazy, but the thing that the boy was really upset about was that the fucking had come too easily to him. The girl had not made him fight for it.
When she got out of his car at the dormitory, she said, "Call me sometime if you like!"
Since Howie just nodded and then looked away from her, she added, "I won't hold my breath!"
When Howie got home, his father was standing in the living room and waiting for him.
"What do you mean disappearing like that on the first day that your new stepmother is here?"
Howie was upset and confused about his date with Linda, so he was not ready to listen to this from his father. "You have a hell of a nerve coming home and expecting me to rearrange everything for your sake!"
"What do you mean talking to me like that?" his father shouted.
"You never know what I mean!" Howie said snidely. "Maybe if you ever listened to anyone aside from yourself you would know what they mean!"
Before his father could even respond to him, Howie was running up the stairs so that he-could go to bed.
At the top of the stairs, he bumped into Lorelei and he didn't even excuse himself. He just went right past her.
She looked after the boy and then she looked down the stairs to her new husband. She was seeing many new sides of this man now that they were back at his home and she was not at all pleased with what she was observing.
In many ways, he was not a nice man. Lorelei was very confused!
And Howie, up in his room, dreaming already of the way that Linda's tight pussy had felt around his invading cock, was also confused.
CHAPTER THREE
For the rest of that week the only pleasant times that Lorelei had were in,bed.
The day after Richmond returned to town he found out that he would have to go to the west coast for three weeks and that he would have to leave in a week's time.
That was good enough reason as far as the man was concerned for him to fuck his new wife as often and as hard as possible in the one week that was remaining.
What he still failed to realize was that the extra amount of fucking that he was giving Lorelei was still just enough to tide her over from day to day. He was definitely not giving her the overabundance that he thought he was giving her.
But what she was getting was good.
There were still a few times in the middle of the day when she would shut herself into the bedroom, presumably for a nap, and she would frig herself.
One time, in particular, she was gathering up the dirty clothes from the boys' bedrooms, since it was the day off for the cleaning woman.
She picked up a pair of jockey shorts that had been thrown across the chair in Skip's room. Suddenly she got an image of the way that Skip would look in those shorts.
The subtle curve of the boy's trim and tight ass and the bulge that stood out so prominently in his pants had all so recently been pressing against the white fabric of these shorts!
Lorelei picked up the shorts and she put them to her nose. She inhaled deeply and she could smell the combination of piss and sweat and perhaps a bit of gism that had spilled on the shorts.
She looked at them closely. Could it be? Yes! There was a little spot on the inside front of the shorts and it was like glue that had stuck the fabric together. Lorelei was certain that this was the boy's cum that he had jerked off into the briefs.
The young woman rushed to her own bedroom with the underpants clutched tightly in her hand.
When she slammed her door shut, she then rushed to the bed and pulled down her slacks and her panties so that she could frig herself.
Lorelei did not time the amount of time that she was there in the bedroom frigging her twat, but all of that time she was playing with the shorts and imagining the handsome boy with the shaggy brown hair falling across his forehead.
And this was something that happened when her husband was still in town. You could just imagine what it was like when her husband left the town!
The following week when she was alone with the boys, she thought she would go mad from the desire.
She wasn't at all sure how she would go about seducing the boys, but she knew that she did not stand a chance as long as all three of them were together.
Each of the boys would be too worried about what the other two would say and the chances were that the whole plan would fall through.
Lorelei knew that she had to work on them one at a time.
She figured that she would just leave it to chance to see which of the boys was left alone with her before any of the others.
That chance came to her early in the week and it was with Bud. She was glad that it was Bud. Aside from being the quietest of the three brothers, he also seemed to have the best temperament of the three.
And he did not seem nearly as resentful of Lorelei as his two brothers did.
Aside from all of that, Lorelei's mouth was watering when she thought about the chunky young blond boy. He was much lighter than his two brothers and it was clear that he must have taken after his blonde mother.
He had a very solid build and he was at an age when it was becoming bulk rather than baby fat. Compared to Skip, who was two years older than Bud and was on the school track team and swimming team because of his slim body, Bud was on the junior football team.
The boy was not nearly large enough to play football with boys who were seventeen and eighteen, but he had the type of body that was needed for the game, and he did very well against the other fourteen-year-olds.
It was noon on Monday when Lorelei got a phone call to come and pick Bud up at the high school. He had pulled a muscle while he was tackling someone on the football field.
Lorelei, as a good concerned mother, arrived at the high school. She appreciated the way that all of the boys in the school corridors looked at her and reminded her of the fact that she was still quite young and quite beautiful.
The school officials were hesitant to hand Bud over to Lorelei's custody, but she showed them proof of the fact that she really was his stepmother even though she was only twenty-four and was a fabulous looking chorus girl from New York.
She spent a few minutes with the school nurse, asking about the injury. The boy was embarrassed that the muscle he had pulled was on the inside of his thigh so that he had had to take off his pants in the presence of the nurse.
Boys of that age, as Lorelei vaguely remembered, were noted for being very modest about the fast changes that were happening with their bodies.
She drove him home and he insisted that he did not need her help to get out of the car. He reminded her that his father had a sauna and a whirlpool bath in the basement and that he would be able to use both of those things in order to soothe his leg.
When she helped the boy down to the basement, he insisted that she leave him alone to go into the sauna and then the whirlpool.. "After all, I've gotta get undressed in there!"
The pain had left him but he figured that it was a good way to miss an afternoon of school, so he played it up as much as he could.
While he was waiting for the sauna to heat up, he turned on the whirlpool bath and then he looked at the door. There was no lock on the door and a crazy thought occurred to the boy.
What if there was some time when Lorelei was in here taking a whirlpool bath and he walked right in and looked at her.
The boy had never seen a naked woman in his life and Lorelei was certainly a lot more beautiful than any of the women around his little town in Ohio.
Just the thought of doing this and of the woman's expression was all that the boy needed to give him a hard-on.
He peeled of his shirt and then he dropped his pants and his shorts to the floor and his cock was standing out straight and hard in front of him.
The bath was already running and he almost had enough water to turn on the whirlpool current. What he didn't realize was that Lorelei was standing on the other side of the door and she was listening to the sound of the running water.
She was waiting for a chance to walk in on him. Although this would never have entered the boy's mind, this beautiful woman was having the same thought that he was having.
While he was imagining a fantasy in which he would surprise his stepmother in the sauna, she was making plans to do exactly the same thing to him.
But from the sound of the water she could tell that he was planning to take a bath before he took the sauna. She was glad of that because she knew that there were some men who got turned off by the sweaty heat of the sauna.
There were some other men who were very turned on by being inside of a sauna, but she did not want to take a chance with Bud.
When she heard the sound of the whirlpool beginning she could tell that the boy was in the tub. She paused for one moment and then she opened the door wide and stepped into the room.
Since the tub was set into the floor, she was able to look right down at the boy's handsome and chunky body. Her panties were soaking wet from the expectation and anticipation.
"I brought a towel for you! I didn't know whether you had a towel!"
"Mom, you shouldn't be in here!" Bud had his hands over his cock. She noticed that as soon as she had entered the door, his hands were already covering his cock and she suspected that he had been playing with himself.
"Why, glory be, don't tell me that you're modest in front of me!" Lorelei cried out. "Well, uh...."
"I know what a boy looks like with his clothes off!"
"You see, uh...." the boy tried to begin, but he felt his face turning a bright red from embarrassment.
"Oh, Bud!" she said, kneeling on the floor so that she was closer to him. "I'm so sorry! I've embarrassed you and you know that if there is one thing I do not want to do it's to embarrass you! I do so Want to get along well with you boys!"
"No! No, I'm not embarrassed!"
"Bud Newberry, don't lie to me! I can see that your face is bright red!" Lorelei put her fingers in the swirling water and she splashed some right at the boy.
This contact was really too close for him. He shivered a little. "Well, maybe I'm embarrassed!"
Her voice became calm and soothing as she said, "Of course you are! It's only natural! You've never even had a woman in this house, so how could you be otherwise?"
"I guess you're right!" he said a little hoarsely, wishing that the hard-on he was hiding would go down. He was unaware that the gorgeous stepmother was wishing the very opposite thing.
"But that's why I feel that my presence here might be good for you! It might make it easier for you to deal with girls!" Lorelei said.
The boy was actually beginning to relax. And yet he could not stop the sexual excitement that was surging up inside of him and making his cock pulsate.
"Well, I suppose I am sort of shy with girls!"
"I think you're sort of shy with everyone, Bud!" the woman said: And the boy grinned because he knew that it was the truth.
"But," she continued, "there's no reason to be shy about your body. I've seen quite a few naked males and I can tell you that you have nothing to be embarrassed about!"
She understood a good deal about the psychology of the male. She knew that there was no man or boy who would not appreciate a compliment to his body.
There was only one thing a man would rather hear and she knew that that would be a compliment to his sexual prowess.
She reached over and lightly ran her hand over one of the boy's nipples. It was hardly even a sexual movement, but she knew the effect it was having on the boy because she could see that his nipples were getting firm and larger under her gentle touch.
It was amazing that something so gentle could have such a strong reaction.
Bud was smiling up at her and he felt relaxed even though he was sexually aroused. After all, he could not pull away from her touch because he was in the confinement of the tub and at the same time he could not brush her hand away because he was using both of his hands to hide his hard cock.
Fortunately he was a fourteen-year-old boy who needed both of his hands to hide his cock. And he did have big hands!
But then the woman reached her long and elegant fingers around to the boy's armpits and she knew that she would get the natural reaction of a young boy to this touch.
Without even thinking, the boy reached up his hands to try to protect himself from being tickled under the armpits.
Although Lorelei got splashed from the water in the tub, she remained calm as she reached down and grasped the boy's firm young cock that was now bobbing on top of the water.
His laughter and his movement stopped.
She had now crossed the Rubicon and they both knew it. There was no way that either of them could pretend that it was innocent play any longer!
Her voice remained calm as she said, "And your cock is very beautiful and the size is very admirable for a boy of fourteen!"
She could see that the boy was breathing unevenly and that he was very nervous as he lay in the tub. The whirlpool was slowing down, since the timer had reached an end and now that the water was calmer it was easier for her to see all of his body.
Then their eyes met and she saw a hot look in his eyes.
When she let the corners of her lips curl up and she nodded her head just slightly, the boy took that as an answer to his unspoken question.
He reached up and pressed his hand against the woman's breasts.
"Have you ever seen a naked woman?" she asked.
The boy's face had already been red, but when she asked him that question it went through another three shades of scarlet. He began to stammer and finally said, "Sure!" in a hesitant voice that pronounced his statement a lie.
She pressed her free hand right on his hand. That was her way of showing the boy that it was alright for him to be touching her breast. Then she began to massage the back of his hand.
Bud had never realized that the back of his hand was an erotic spot. Like most fourteen-year-old boys he thought that the only erotic spot on his body was his cock.
And yet as the woman ran the tips of her fingers up and back along the smooth back of the boy's hand, he felt tingles coursing through his body and sending wild impulses to his already excited cock.
He felt as if he had been running a race, when all the time the only thing he had been doing was sitting in this tub of water with the woman leaning over the ledge.
After the long pause, the beautiful blonde asked, "Would you like to see me naked?"
The boy couldn't even answer her, although his silence and the wide look in,his eyes was enough of an answer as he just nodded his head.
"Okay!" she whispered in a voice that was as sensual as honey as she began to open the blouse she was wearing.
She watched the boy's eyes and she saw that they were riveted on the cleavage of flesh that was between her well-rounded and fleshy breasts. Her bosoms were so large that the boy thought he could suffocate in that tight space in between. He was probably right!
As she unbuttoned the next button, he could see the full roundness of her breasts and he could see the pointed pink nipples that stood out so rosy at the tips of her gorgeous boobs.
The boy was lying completely uncovered in the water of the tub and the woman gazed into the clear water as she peeled off her blouse. Bud's body was just as good as she had expected it to be.
His body was smooth and he did not have much muscle definition, but he had a chunkiness that was very appealing to Lorelei. There was bulk on his body that was not fat, but was a thickness of build.
And his blond hair with streaks of brown and gold and red in it was flopping down into the boy's eyes.
The only hair on his body was a patch of downy blond pubic hairs at the base of his thick cock. The boy had quite a length of cock meat for someone so young, and it was especially impressive because it was so thick.
His wide cock head flared out and the shaft was so thick that the woman could hardly reach her hand around it.
Bud reached up and touched the pink tits of the woman and he found that by rubbing his finger back and forth over the tits, they became firmer and pointier.
Her breasts were, rising and falling slowly with the gentle rhythm of her breathing. And the boy's fingers were tickling over the woman's pointed nipples.
As the boy continued to play with her naked tits, the woman reached down and unzipped the clinging black slacks that she was wearing. She peeled them down off of her legs and her flesh was exposed bit by bit.
But the boy was busy looking at the lace panties. He was so close to actually seeing the woman's complete nakedness at that point that he could hardly believe it.
She was wearing pink lace panties that were so sheer and with a lace pattern that was so wide that he could actually see some of the wispy blonde pussy hairs through the fabric.
Once the slacks were off of her legs, she stood up above the boy. She knew that he was enjoying the show that she was putting on for him. This was the first striptease that he had ever seen and it was from the wonderful vantage point of the tub of water.
Lorelei's long fingernails slid into the tightly clinging waistband of her panties and the boy was holding his breath as he waited for the inevitable view of her naked twat.
As she began to slide the panties down, the boy gasped out when he saw the wispy hairs that were at the very top of her blonde pussy patch. Then the entire snatch of cunt hairs was revealed to his sight.
Once her cunt lips were revealed, she wriggled her legs back and forth so that her lace panties would fall right to the floor.
And then she was standing above the boy as naked as he was.
She started to step down into the tub.
"You're gonna get in here?" the fourteen-year-old boy asked her.
"I think it will be more comfortable!" she said.
And then she was beginning to edge him over in the elegantly large tub as she eased herself down next to him.
She turned onto her side and she felt the large cock of the nervous young boy slapping against the firm flesh of her belly. Since it was slapping under the water, it was a strange feeling for her.
Then she slid down in the tub and the boy remained where he was. He had never even been with a girl in a sexual way and he had certainly never been in this sort of situation with a naked worldly woman who was about to do all sorts of wonderful things with his body.
His cock was floating up above the level of the water and the woman was able to slip it into her mouth without ever having had to touch it with her hands.
Her mouth was skilled enough so that she could manipulate the cock and ease the cock into her mouth and not need the help of her hands.
She just took the cock head between her lips and then she began to suck on it. She actually hollowed out her cheeks as she sucked in. The suction that she was creating through this movement was tremendous and the boy found it very stimulating.
Once she had done that, she then turned her attention to her tongue and what she could do with her tongue to delight the boy.
With only the cock head in her mouth, she began to slide her tongue around and around the delicate cock head. And then she slid her lips forward so that she had engulfed the rest of the cock inside of her warm and moist orifice.
When her lips were pressing against the boy's balls and his pubic hair, her chin was already under the water of the tub and her nose was very close to the water.
Then she began to suck up and down on the cock. Each time that she pushed forward and took the cock into her mouth, she managed to get the entire length of it into her and the boy could feel her chin jabbing against his balls.
Reaching over with one hand, the woman flicked on the timer that would turn on the whirlpool in the tub.
The water quickly began to churn in little circles and then the boy felt the water slapping against his balls as the lovely blonde woman continued to suck up and down on his blood-engorged cock.
Bud could not believe the fabulous stimulation that he was receiving. Here was a boy of fourteen, who only knew the feeling of his own hand on his cock. And now he was getting sucked off by the beautiful blonde woman while the water in the whirlpool bath was slapping wildly against his balls.
He tried to hold back the tide that was surging up inside of him. But he could not.
When Lorelei felt the boy's balls rolling up against her lips as she slid her face forward onto his cock shaft, she was concerned that he would cum soon. But then she decided that it would be just as well.
From what she knew of fourteen-year-old boys, they were easily aroused and she figured that she could just have him again once he had shot his load.
So she slid her lips forward one last time and then she felt the base of his cock expand as the gism leaped up from his balls and into the length of meat.
Then his cock head slapped against the roof of her mouth and she felt the steaming juice shoot out of the boy's dick.
When she began to swallow down the cook juice, the muscles of her throat were clasping around the broad cock head. She was actually squeezing even more of the juice out of the cock head than was already shooting out of it.
The boy groaned out loud and fortunately they were in the basement of the empty house so there was no one to hear him when he began to shout in pleasure as his balls were emptied into the woman's throat.
She kept her lips on the cock for a long time and she kept on sucking on it and massaging the bottom of the cock head with her tongue so that she could excite the boy.
His body shook with tremors that actually made the water ripple all around him, even though the whirlpool was already frantically spinning the water of the tub.
Then Lorelei slid her lips up from the cock and licked her lips so that she could catch up any of the gism that had spilled out of her mouth in her attempts to swallow it all down. The boy looked down at the woman and smiled softly.
"You enjoyed that, didn't you?" the woman said, as she slid her body up along the slippery wet side of the boy's body.
He turned red once more and just nodded. The grin stretched all the way across his young and handsome face as he looked at the woman who had just given him so much satisfaction.
They were both exhausted and lying side by side in the tub. Lorelei knew that her pussy was steamed up and that she needed some satisfaction. When she reached down along the boy's body and felt the cock still hard and stiff, she knew that she would get that satisfaction.
When Lorelei looked up and turned toward the door of the sauna she saw that the steam had already formed on the glass in the door. The sauna was heated up.
"Shall we continue in there?" she asked him coyly.
He nodded anxiously and then he stood up from the tub and helped her up. Bud was always a gentleman. It was only when the tall and bulky youngster was standing up next to her that he became aware of the erection which pointed out from his body and was dangling in front of him.
Then he was a little bit embarrassed, but Lorelei rubbed her hand up and down along the boy's back and she felt the warmth that was on his wet flesh. He also felt the warmth of her hand that was making him feel very safe and wonderful.
That was all that he really needed to soothe the embarrassment out of his system.
When the two of them entered the oven hot sauna, they were both hit by a great gust of flaming air. There was a heater on one side of the room and there was" a pitcher on the heater. Lorelei picked up the pitcher and poured just a drop of water onto the open grating of the heater so that a cloud of smoke rose up and sizzled from the heat source.
Since both of them already had the moisture of the tub on their bodies, they could both feel the beads of perspiration immediately forming on their bodies.
Lorelei put her hand on the inside of the boy's thigh and then she asked, "How does your leg feel?"
"Pretty good!" he shrugged, having forgotten about the injury.
"Lie down!" she told him.
He turned toward the plain pine benches that went up in two levels and he did as his beautiful blonde stepmother had instructed him to do.
Bud got onto his back and was lying on the lower level of the pine seating. Lorelei leaned over him and ran her hand down the sweat-soaked young chest of the boy.
His skin was so hot that it felt wonderful to her touch.
Then she straddled his handsome and bulky body and she grasped his thick cock. Pressing the cock up she spread her pussy lips around the widely flared cock head.
Once the cock head was inside of her cunt lips, she began to press down with her hips so that she was actually impaling herself on the young boy's wide rammer.
She was sliding down slowly and she felt herself being pulled apart. Her cunt flesh was so excited and was so erect that it was filling up the entire tight fuck tunnel and making it nearly impossible for the boy to fit his cock into the narrow opening.
But as the woman pressed herself down, she felt the cock pushing aside the spongy walls of flesh and she felt the moisture seeping to the surface of her pussy meat to help lubricate the invasion of the hard meat.
Soon she was all the way down onto the cock. Her rounded ass cheeks were pressing against the boy's balls.
Every bit of their bodies that was making contact was covered with the moisture of the sauna.
She began to slide up and down along the boy's cock. This was the first time that he had ever gotten his cock up a pussy and he had never even imagined that such a position was possible.
But he loved the feeling of the pussy that was riding up and down on his hard shaft of meat.
He was really glad that he had shot one load of cum into the woman's mouth, because now he was able to hold back his second load for a longer time.
As she continued speeding up the efforts of her pussy, rubbing up and down along his cock meat with a wild friction, the boy could not bear remaining still on the bench any longer.
He was soon sitting up and he was feeling her sweaty tits rubbing up and down against his broad and firm young chest.
Then he kept pushing forward. Since he had never fucked before everything he was doing was by instinct. But even though it was an inexperienced instinct that was guiding him that felt pretty good to the beautiful woman.
As he pushed forward, his ass left the bench and he was rolling the woman onto her back. Soon her back was pressing down against the wooden bench and his cock was still rammed all the way into her.
He was on top of her and her knees were up by his chest.
Bud began to ram down hard against her pussy. She could really feel the heat of his meat that was ramming into her cunt.
And she could also feel the sweat that was covering his chest as she pressed the backs of her thighs against the well-built boy's body.
His wild ramming strokes were getting faster and harder and they built to a frenzy that would not stop.
As she felt the flared cock head rubbing against the tender walls of her cunt, she could feel the walls responding with a great flow of juice that told her that she was cumming.
Her pussy flesh undulated and she could feel rushes soaring through her body and always leading to the deep interior of her cunt where her passion was rooted.
Even though her pussy was tightening around the boy's thick and invading cock, he did not change the pace of his fucking strokes and was still ramming passionately into her inflamed hole.
But the gyrations of her pussy flesh were having an effect on the boy's quickly ramming cock.
The ramming never slowed down, but suddenly he slammed into her and then just stayed there where he was. It was as if his cock were sucked into her pussy.
He tensed all of the muscles in his body as if he fully expected that he was going to be sucked entirely into the cunt.
And then the cock juice that seemed to be flowing down the length of his hard shaft in slow motion finally reached the tip of his meat and slapped out into the girl's pussy.
Then he collapsed down, pressing her legs down onto her breasts. But she didn't mind.
She didn't even mind the fact that her sweat was mingling with the sweat of the handsome blond boy. It had been a glorious fuck!
CHAPTER FOUR
Lorelei knew that Bud had been the easiest of the three boys to seduce.
Bud had always been the friendliest and the one who was best disposed to her. Meanwhile Skip was always surly to his new stepmother and Howie was too sensible and analytical for her to deal with him in quite the same way that she had won over the handsome fourteen-year-old.
Besides which she knew that she could not pull an innocent routine on the two older boys as she had done with the youngest.
A fourteen-year-old manages to be just gullible enough to feel that he must be in the wrong. If an older woman tells him that it is alright for him to be naked in her presence, it is not up to him to deny it!
It might take some effort for her to get into the pants of those two older boys, but she felt that it would be worth the effort.
Aside from the fact that they were both very good-looking, she was troubled with the problem that she had always had. She needed sex all the time.
Although the two times that she had shared sex with young Bud had been nice enough, that had not been nearly enough to really give the woman any satisfaction.
She knew that between all three of the boys they would certainly be able to give her enough of what she needed, which was a filled up pussy!
And Lorelei just had to wait for her chance to get at Skip and to get at Howie.
Since the two older boys did not know about this, they both went about their own business and tried to avoid their new stepmother.
One of the things that Skip was working on at that time was a chance for him to get his cock worked on by a girl.
Skip had gotten more experience than his younger brother as far as girls were concerned. But he still had not managed to get fucked!
He had made out with girls and had brought girls home to fool around in the basement with him. But he had yet to convince a girl to let him shove his cock up her pussy!
The only thing that-he got out of all the efforts he had made was an aching in his loins. He always left with a load of cum that he just had to go and jerk off.
He had finally come to realize that as a sixteen-year-old boy he just was not going to find any sixteen-year-old girl who wanted to get fucked. Actually he was not quite right on that score. Most of them wanted to get Tucked, but in a town like Little Hill, Ohio, they did not dare to do it!
Therefore, he was still a virgin.
Skip realized that he had to turn elsewhere for his pleasure. It was unfortunate that he had not thought to turn to his stepmother, because at that moment she was thinking of ways in which she could get him into bed.
He was down in the basement that afternoon, knowing that his stepmother had gone to the county seat to do some shopping. The reason he was in the basement was because the beautiful black cleaning girl, Lutie, was in the basement doing the laundry.
Skip walked in behind the girl as she was stuffing everything in the washing machines.
When she turned around she was surprised to see the boy standing and leaning against the door. He had his hands in his pockets and she could tell that he had an erection in his tight jeans.
He was fiddling with his meat through the pockets.
There was a wide grin on the boy's face as he stood there. She knew that this was unusual because she knew that this boy rarely grinned at her, or at anyone.
Skip was basically sour all the time and he rarely was friendly. Since Lutie knew this she was immediately suspicious.
Lutie was a very bright girl, but in a town like Little Hill, there was little opportunity for equal opportunity. The girl had dropped out of high school at sixteen so that she could work to help her ailing mother support her three younger sisters and brothers.
Now that she was eighteen, she was an old hand at cleaning other people's houses, and all of the degradation that was involved with that.
"Excuse me!" she said to the young man who was blocking her exit from the laundry room.
"What's your hurry!" Skip said, grasping the girl lightly by the shoulders.
"I gotta do work! I don't wanna take your daddy's money without doin' enough work!" the girl said as she tried to pull away.
He tightened his grasp on her shoulders.and then he said, "Calm down!"
"Take your hands off me, white boy!" She pulled away, but he grabbed her and threw her to the floor of the laundry room. One second later he had landed on top of her. "I'll scream!" she warned. "Go ahead. My brothers are upstairs. You'll give them a thrill."
The girl knew that he was right. She did not want to attract the other two brothers down there as well. It would be bad enough having to submit to this boy.
Although Skip was very slim, he had a powerful build and he was quite strong. There was no way that the slightly built black girl could escape from his grasp.
Lutie was wearing a housedress that tied in the front. He pulled the belt open and then tugged the dress wide open.
He was delighted to see that her tits were already naked since she was not wearing a bra.
The girl was wearing the simplest white panties that the boy had ever seen. But they were very-soft and gentle to the feel because they were made of nylon.
He tugged hotly at her panties and he left them tangled down around the girl's legs. She looked good to him.
There was a patch of coal black hairs around her pussy lips and the curves of her body were very slight because she was very thin and delicate.
But her skin was the blackest black he had ever seen. Her flesh glistened harshly in the light of the laundry room, and then the bush of black hairs at her cunt was so black that it almost looked blue.
His fingers reached down and he began to play with her pussy lips.
"I'll kill you for what you're doin' to me!" the girl swore in a voice that was deep and ugly.
Skip just smiled and said, "I know you're enjoying it! I can feel the moisture on your cunt lips!"
And she knew that that was the truth and she could not deny it. He was a very good looking boy and she could feel the warmth and the power of his young body pressing against hers.
She knew that she really was sexually excited and looking forward to the fucking that the boy was going to give her. But she did not want to have to submit to it in this way.
As he was holding her down with the weight of his body, he reached down to his fly so that he could open it. Tugging down his pants and his shorts with one hefty pull, he managed to get them as far as his knees. That was all he was worried about.
But then Skip had to rip apart her panties so that he could get to her pussy lips.
Spreading her legs wide apart, he put his cock head at her cunt lips.
"Don't you love that?" Skip asked, hotly.
"No! I like to do it with boys. I don't like to do it with disgusting pigs!"
He just laughed again as he felt his cock sliding into the cunt. It didn't matter to him that he was raping the black girl. The important thing to him was that he was finally getting laid.
Skip finally had something to do with his cock.
Slowly the long and hard shaft of meat slid in between the cunt lips.
The boy felt a tingling that was emanating out from his cock and was running up through his entire body. It was a thrill that was telling him that his cock head was locked into someplace that was tight and warm and moist.
The black girl's pussy felt as hot as an oven and the boy was loving every bit of it as he felt the moist pink cunt flesh that was surrounding his hard-on.
Skip's ass was tensed together as he felt his cock pushing through the moist and spongy cunt meat of the girl's twat.
Then he finally got the whole length of his meat into her cunt and he began to fuck in and out and in and out of her.
He didn't even wait and he didn't even give her time to relax and to adjust to the fucking that he was giving her.
The only thing that Skip could think of was how he could slam his cock in and leave a load of his juice in the girl.
His cock flesh was on fire as he felt it running back and forth over the flaming flesh that was inside of the girl's pussy.
But it was a consistent chain reaction that was going on and each time that he would slam his cock in and feel the tingling sensation that was coming from the contact with the flesh on the inside of the black girl's cunt, he would feel that he would want to slam his cock in even harder.
He couldn't get enough!
And so it was a chain that was always building up as he felt his cock being pulled back and forth by a force that was greater than his own.
The girl was trying to just remain still. If she had to be a rape victim, then she did not want to make it better for the boy than it already was.
But she couldn't help herself!
Soon her hips were up off of the ground and she was bucking up to meet the wild thrusts of the boy.
Each time that she raised her hips up off of the ground, she would feel the cock slam even further into her pussy and she would be delighted by the wonderful sensations that would emanate out through her body.
So, she continued to lift her hips up off of the ground in reaction to the wild fucking of the boy's cock.
They were each contributing to the wonderful movements.
Since Skip had not even bothered to take off his shirt, he was sweating through the fabric of the shirt and she could see the definition of his chest that was outlined through the shirt.
Even his nipples were already outlined inside of the shirt.
Then she felt the cock really slamming in against her cunt and she knew that that was the final slam.
Her pussy flesh reacted by collapsing down around the hard cock and then the cock, perhaps in reaction to that, or perhaps because it was inevitable, pulsated in return and began to shoot a load into the girl's pussy.
She could feel the constant slamming movement that told her that there was yet more of the gism on its way from the ovens of the boy's body.
And then she was completely filled up with cock juice.
The boy could feel the cunt cream that was oozing from the girl's body and he knew that her pussy slit was getting filled up with the combination of juices from both of their bodies.
His cock juice was mingling with her cunt cream and there was a moist slickness that mixed with the friction of the fucking.
They were both out of breath and then Skip slid his cock out of the girl's sloppy hole.
Now he was no longer a virgin. But he was too proud to admit to the black cleaning girl that he had lost his virginity just at that time. He had always wanted to seem like a sophisticated man of the world and he did not want to destroy that image with honesty.
The sixteen-year-old boy pulled up his shorts and pants and did not even bother to wipe the gook off of his cock. The girl was still lying on the floor and looking up at him and he was completely dressed.
Then he turned and began to walk out of the laundry room.
But he stopped and turned around as if he had just remembered something, that he had. He pulled a twenty dollar bill out of his pocket and he tossed it down onto the floor next to the girl.
Her eyes filled with moisture as she looked down at the twenty dollar bill. She wanted to be able to shout some curse at him and she wanted to be able to throw the twenty dollar bill at him or to set it on fire. But she knew that she couldn't do that!
She needed all the money that she could get to support her family and she could not be noble.
That is why nobility has always been the province of the upper classes. Nobility usually has a financial expense connected to it.
Lutie stuffed the twenty dollar bill in her pocket as she pulled her dress back together. She looked off in the direction of the door and she was frightened that one of the other brothers would come to attack her.
What could she do? She heeded the job, and she could not afford to be without it. But she could not stay in this house with the dread fear that something would happen to her each time that she walked into a room.
If someone had really forced the girl to be totally honest, she would have had to admit that she really did enjoy the fucking that she received.
The boy had a good cock and he knew how to ram it into her to give her pleasure. She did not have any complaints about his fucking technique. What she did have complaints about were things like the boy's attitude.
Skip had acted as if it were his right to use the black girl's body and she knew that it was not his right!
She rearranged her clothes and she thought about her options. Lutie knew that she could not continue working in this house, even though it would mean a great financial burden for her family.
There were limits to what could be expected of her and for the first time in her young life, she had to be selfish enough to think about herself first!
When Lorelei walked back into the house at six that evening, she called out, "Hello, everyone! Sorry I'm so late!"
Then she looked around for the boys and she looked in the kitchen. There was no food in the kitchen.
When she turned around and saw that Skip was standing by the kitchen door, she asked, "Didn't Lutie prepare anything today?"
"Lutie walked out! We just called out for a pizza."
"Why did she walk out?"
"How should I know!" Skip said, lying blatantly.
"Well, didn't she say anything?"
"She didn't say anything to any of us. Although, if you stop to think about it you'll realize that there's only been one basic change in this household that might influence something like that!"
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Lorelei asked flatly.
"We got along fine with Lutie for a year. I don't know if anything you did disturbed Lutie."
Skip had actually managed to get Lorelei paranoid for a while about her relationship with Lutie. But she felt certain that there was nothing that she had ever done to the black girl and, in fact, no communication she had even had with the black girl.
For a moment, Lorelei wondered if she had not been friendly enough with Lutie, but then she stopped herself and decided to be sensible.
"Will she be here tomorrow?" Lorelei asked.
"She didn't say a word to anyone. In fact, she didn't even take the laundry out of the machine, so I really don't know what's going on."
"Well then we'll just assume that she'll show up for work tomorrow and we'll survive for tonight. Perhaps she just felt ill."
"Yeah." Skip sneered. "Maybe there's a lot of illness going around this house."
He headed for the door as he spoke and Lorelei grabbed him by the shirt. "Why are you doing this to me?"
Skip did not change the expression on his face as Lorelei held him, he just reached up and grabbed her hand away.
"You snotty little brat!" Lorelei said to the boy as she slapped him hard across the face.
She was stunned when he slapped her back across her own face.
But neither of them had noticed that Bud had just come to the door of the kitchen. He rushed forward and grabbed his brother around the neck.
Ever since Lorelei had seduced Bud, the young boy had had more than a crush on his beautiful stepmother.
Now she watched as the two brothers grappled on the floor. Although Bud, the younger one, had the bulk on his body, Skip had more skill and soon pinned Bud down to the ground.
"Stop this. Both of you." Lorelei shouted out.
Skip looked up at her and said, "You see what happens when you come around to this house?"
Then he got up from his younger brother and he stormed out of the room. Lorelei helped Bud up, but the younger boy was embarrassed and he pulled away from her and stormed out of the room.
Lorelei looked after the two boys. Suddenly the problems of being a mother were more serious than simply the matter of getting to fuck with her handsome sons.
Lorelei warmed up some soup and then she went up to her own bedroom. It was the lavish bedroom suite that she shared with her husband, but he was still away on this business trip.
As she was lying on the bed, she remembered how simple things had been when she was just a chorus girl in New York and she didn't have to worry about all of the domestic strife of an Ohio home.
She was sleeping with her youngest son and her middle son was furious at her for no apparent reason and her oldest son never even spoke to her.
There was a tapping on the door and she called out for the person to come in. She was glad to see that it was Bud at the door.
Fourteen-year-old, blond haired Bud was the friendliest of the three brothers-and he was the one she had already fucked with. She smiled up at him and he smiled in return.
He was wearing a blue terry-cloth robe that hardly closed on him and showed a good deal of his smooth and bulky chest as well as his slightly hairy legs.
"I'm sorry that that happened downstairs!" Bud said softly.
"It wasn't your fault." Lorelei said. "I guess it's all of us here. You don't know how it was here before you came. It's never been a very nice home. I mean, it's never been like one of those friendly television families."
Lorelei could not help but smile as she said, "Nobody's family ever is."
Then she patted the side of the bed and the boy took the hint. He sat on the edge of the bed and he looked at the woman.
"What do we do now?" he asked her. "What do you mean?"
He paused and then he said, "Am I allowed to mention what we did, you know, that afternoon in the sauna?"
Her eyebrows raised as she said, "As long as you don't mention it in front of your father!"
"Well, I mean, am I supposed to forget about it ever having happened?" he asked cautiously.
She shook her head.
"Then, uh, what do we do now?" he asked, repeating his initial question to her.
"Kiss me." she said in a sweet and gentle voice.
Lorelei was not in the mood to feel like an older seductress on this particular evening. Even though this boy was only fourteen and his only sexual experience had been the time that he had fucked with her in the sauna, she wanted to let him run the show on this particular occasion.
She just lounged back on the bed and she put her arms up under her head so that she would be tempting and alluring, simply making herself available to him.
He leaned forward and kissed her.
She was wearing a filmy robe and she just had a pair of panties on underneath it.
When he took his lips away from hers, she said, "Maybe you'd better lock the door."
The boy jumped up and locked the door. Then he rushed back to the bed and he climbed on top of Lorelei.
When he got on top of the woman, his robe fell open and she could see that he was just wearing his tight white jockey shorts.
There was a lump in the front of his underpants and he was rubbing it back and forth against her smooth flesh that was cloaked in the filmy robe.
She pulled the robe back off the boy's arms and then he untied the lacy robe from her body and peeled it back.
Lorelei was wearing a pair of white lace panties that were just as sheer as the pink ones that she had been wearing on the previous day. The woman loved the feeling of lace next to her body and the boy loved the look of lace on the woman's body.
As he pressed down against her, the feeling of the cotton of his shorts rubbing against the lace of her panties was so erotic that they both were going wild.
Just a while before, the boy thought that the only pleasures in sex would come from genital contact. But now he was already aware that his entire body was charged with sexuality and that the woman's entire body was charged with sexuality.
Her hands were running down the boy's back and feeling the peach fuzz of his smooth flesh. And his hands were running gently along the smooth flesh that was pulled so tautly around her well-formed waist.
Then his fingers entered the waistband of her panties just as her fingers entered the waistband of his briefs. They both pulled and then his naked cock went slapping down against the patch of cunt hairs that fringed her pussy lips.
There was a dribbling droplet of pre-cum that had been clinging to the boy's piss slit. When his cock came popping to freedom out of his shorts and his cock head slapped down against her cunt hairs, the oozing gism rubbed into her pussy hairs.
Lorelei felt very contented. Despite all the troubles in the world, she always felt wonderful when she was pressed up against a handsome male body and she was prepared to feel a cock shoved into her pussy.
But as she reached down for the cock, she felt it slipping away from her. The boy was moving down on the bed.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she asked him.
He looked up at her, his handsome and ail-American face was beaming as he asked, "Do you remember the way that you sucked me off?"
She nodded. How could she forget the wonderful way that she had licked and sucked his dick while he had been half-way under the water.
"Well, I just wanted to pay you back for that." the boy said as he aimed his face for her patch of blonde pussy hairs.
She felt his moist lips make contact with her cunt hairs and wet the blonde patch. Then he licked on the hairs and he pulled on them with his teeth.
Lorelei just naturally spread her legs in reaction to the wonderful job that the boy was doing at sucking and licking her pussy hairs. It was like he was pausing before actually putting his lips up to her cunt.
He considered her luscious pussy for one moment. The flesh looked so moist and so inviting that he could feel his mouth watering.
Then the woman lifted her hips from the bed and gave the boy a good view of her pussy, spreading her legs as wide as they would go.
His lips pressed down and rubbed lightly against her cunt lips, but since he had his lips closed there was not that much contact that he made with her. It was mostly the tickling sensation that she felt from the smooth feeling of his lips.
Then, slowly, his lips parted and the moist flesh inside of his lips made contact with her cunt flesh.
His tongue jutted out and then he began to lick up and down along the pussy lips, delighting in the flavor.
There was a little bit of moisture on the woman's cunt lips that was clinging there. The boy slurped it off of the delicate pink flesh and then he brought his tongue into his mouth so that he could taste her cunt juice.
Savoring the bit of pussy juice for a moment, he found that the flavor was not at all unpleasant. In fact, he really liked the flavor and was enjoying it.
There was something fresh and very refreshing about her pussy juice!
Then the boy pressed his lips hotly against her cunt lips and he shoved his tongue forward. He managed to pull apart her cunt lips with his tongue and then before they snapped back together he had slammed his tongue between the tightly clinging flaps of flesh.
He felt as if his tongue was a captive in the pussy because the cunt lips were grasping so tightly around the moist mouth muscle.
When the boy tried to shove his tongue in and out of the pussy lips, he could scarcely move the invading tongue. The warm cunt felt as if it were hardened honey that was stuck to his tongue just the way that honey would stick to the ridge of the honey jar.
But as the boy continued to flex and unflex his tongue in the cunt, even though he could not ram it in and out as yet, he felt that the muscles which were holding the pussy lips tightly together were beginning to relax.
Soon it was easier for him to get his tongue in and out of the cunt and then he was rolling his tongue around and around.
The boy was describing little circles with his tongue, travelling around the entire radius of her pussy and pressing against every bit of the woman's flesh as he went.
He was learning more about a female's sexual responses from that little exercise than he had learned in his entire life.
For one thing, he discovered how very responsive a woman's pussy flesh was. Each little bit of her vagina was reacting when his tongue would come in contact with it.
When he would press his tongue against a certain spot on the woman's delicate pussy flesh, that bit of flesh would react and would press against his tongue.
All around the circle of her pussy, he could feel a constant movement. It was as if the cunt flesh were actually filled with a thousand little fingers that were all responding wildly to every little movement.
And everything was related. Each action resulted in and equal reaction somewhere else.
After the boy had done that for a while, feeling that he had massaged the cunt very nicely with his tongue, he began to fuck her pussy with his tongue.
His mouth muscle was sliding in and out of the hot hole and he was feeling the movement of the cunt walls as he went in and out.
There was another amazing thing that the young boy was learning as he did that. He had been of the opinion that he needed to excite his cock in order to be excited.
Now, he wasn't even touching his cock, but he felt an excitement in his tongue. His tongue was in contact with the woman's pussy and that held a special sort of thrill that was very different from any that the boy had ever imagined.
Suddenly, it was as if there were some sort of nerve that went directly from his tongue to his cock. Bud couldn't have explained it, but for some reason eating the pussy of the gorgeous woman was making his erection stand out even harder than it had already been.
Lorelei was lying on the bed, rolling her head back and forth and moaning in delight as she felt the wonderful things that the boy was doing to her cunt.
Both of them were too engrossed in the wild pussy lapping session to notice that there was someone who was fiddling with the door.
Besides, Bud's ears were blocked by the fleshy thighs of the luscious blonde woman!
CHAPTER FIVE
The door handle moved once more!
But Lorelei and Bud were too interested in what they were doing on the bed to notice that.
Bud's head was pressed in as close to the woman's pussy as he could get, and his tongue was sliding in and out of her hot hole, feeling the moist pink flesh that was closing and opening in response to the wild thrusting of his anxious tongue.
Meanwhile, Lorelei's long and elegant legs were reaching out. Her left foot was searching for a special goal.
Eventually, after what seemed like wild thrashing about with her left foot, Lorelei found the goal.
She was pressing her foot down against the young boy's roaring hard-on and rubbing it against the boy's body.
The flesh on the sole of her foot was soft and warm and it felt wonderful next to the boy's hard cock. Perhaps it felt even better just because it wasn't a hand and therefore it was something different and exciting.
There was a loud clicking and then the door to the bedroom opened. But neither Lorelei nor Bud had heard it.
Skip stood at the door and just watched the scene that was going on.
There was his beautiful blonde stepmother and his handsome younger brother. They were both naked on the bed and his brother was eating out the woman's pussy while she was pressing her dainty foot down against the boy's cock.
When Lorelei opened her eyes and looked over toward the door, she cried out, "Oh good grief!"
Bud looked up from what he was doing, unaware of what his handsome face looked like with the white cunt cream drooling down onto his chin. When he saw his older brother standing near the door he was also stunned.
"What a pretty picture you two make." Skip said as he shut the door behind him.
He then pocketed the credit card he had been holding as he walked closer to the bed. Bud, who was normally so reticent, now spoke up and said, "Hey, you opened the door with a credit card. That means you must have been spying on us!"
"So?" Skip asked in a nasty voice. "You can tell dad about my spying and I'll tell him about the way you were eating the pussy of his new wife!"
Lorelei's voice was deep and serious as she said, "What do you want?"
Skip's eyes narrowed to thin slits as he said, "I want you! And I want you any damn way that I tell you to be!"
Then he looked over at his younger brother and said, "You get out of here!"
"I won't leave!" Bud said, ignoring his own hard-on as he stood up and faced his brother.
"You better remember that I have something on you and I can get you in a hell of a lot of trouble with dad!" Skip said.
Bud grabbed up his robe very slowly and then he turned and looked at Lorelei as if he wanted to apologize to her for walking out when his brother was threatening her so brutally.
But the woman nodded to the boy and indicated that she understood that he had to go.
Then he quickly rushed out of the room without even putting on his robe and without even looking at his brother.
Skip was completely dressed and he was standing over the bed of his beautiful blonde stepmother and rubbing the crotch of his pants.
"I figured that you married my dad because of his money." Skip said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"That was not the reason why I married your father." she said vehemently.
"Then why did you marry him?"
She paused and then she said, "You wouldn't understand." This was not the moment to explain that she was a nymphomaniac who always wanted to have sex and that she had married his father because she thought that he could satisfy her constant craving.
"There's one thing that I do understand!" Skip said, still obscenely rubbing his crotch. "I understand my hard-on and I understand that you can do something about it!"
The woman was already naked on the bed and he could see how lovely she was. All of the pale flesh was revealed and the well-rounded breasts with the rosy pink nipples were exposed. He was particularly intrigued by the pink cunt lips and the blonde patch of pussy hairs that fringed it.
Today would be a double-header for Skip!
That same afternoon he had raped the black maid "by throwing her down on the floor of the laundry room. Now that he had found his stepmother in bed with his little brother, he was able to blackmail her into giving him sexual satisfaction.
But now he would hot have to make it a rushed rape on the floor. Now he could linger over the pleasure of the occasion. He could make it slow and languishing and gloriously erotic.
Lorelei was still on the bed. She was waiting for the boy to do something, but he was just standing there next to the bed.
"Well." Skip said, impatiently. "I'm waiting for you."
"Wh-what? What should I do?"
He looked at her with great meaning in his eyes and he said, "I want you to serve me! You may start by stripping me!"
The woman looked down at the floor. What could she do?
Aside from all of the other good reasons that she had for following the boy's orders, she had one especially good reason and that was the fact that she was still horny.
She was naked and this handsome sixteen-year-old stud was standing there right in front of her with his clothes on. He was waiting for her to undress him and the crazy part of it was that that was exactly what she wanted to do as well.
Even though the boy thought that he was forcing the woman, she was anxious to have sex with him and to follow his command.
She unbuttoned his shirt and as she revealed the smooth and slim and well-defined chest, she ran her fingers all over the boy's soft and tan flesh.
Then she peeled the shirt off of his body and admired his lean and handsome build.
Reaching for the buckle of his belt, she was actually shaking with anticipation as she opened the boy's dungarees and then unzipped his fly. When she revealed his white jockey shorts, the same shorts that she had sniffed the day that she had frigged herself, she could tell that there was a huge lump that was sticking up in the shorts.
She worked the pants down the boy's slightly hairy legs and she could tell that in a few years his body would be covered with dark hair.
When she had his pants bunched up around his feet, she began to work on his sneakers and then she pulled them off of his feet.
Tugging the pants off,, she left the boy standing in his white underpants and his white socks.
When she reached up to tug off his underwear, the boy slapped her hands.
"Wh-what? I thought you wanted me to strip you."
"Not with your hands!" he said.
"What?"
"Not with your hands!" he repeated.
The woman still looked at him without comprehending what he wanted and then he elaborated by saying, "Use your teeth!"
There was a pause and then she bent forward and tried to grasp the tight elastic waistband of his jockey shorts in her teeth.
Her moist upper lip rubbed upwards against the flesh that was right above the waistband. There was a bit of hair that was in between the boy's belly button and his shorts and she felt the softness of that hair against the moist interior flesh of her upper lip.
But then her teeth had a firm hold on the waistband and she was able to pull them a little away from the boy's body.
Tugging them down, she managed to pull them one inch and then they snapped back against the boy's body.
She got her teeth back into the waistband and she tried to pull them away from his skin again.
This time she got them another inch, but she realized that they were still up around the curve in the back of his shorts.
She was on her knees and she moved around to the side of his shorts. It was a simple matter to grasp the underpants in her teeth from the side and to tug them down an inch or two.
Then she moved around to the back of the shorts and to the tight and trim ass of the boy.
Her teeth actually rubbed against the boy's ass cheeks as she tugged down the shorts.
Then when the top of his ass crack was already exposed, she made a point of taking a little nip out of the flesh of his ass as she grasped onto the elastic waistband and tugged it down around the tightly curved ass cheeks.
Now the only thing that was holding the boy's underpants up was his cock that was still locked into the clinging front of the cotton shorts.
She worked on getting her teeth back into the tight waistband of his underpants and she knew that her upper teeth were grating against the downy patch of the boy's brown pubic hairs as she did that.
Then when she had the shorts pulled away from his body, she managed to pull them enough so that the thick shaft of the boy's cock would be free of the confinement of the underpants.
When his cock jumped out of the shorts it slapped against the woman's cheek.
Then he was able to let the jockey shorts slide down to the floor and he stood there in just the white socks that were filthy from his afternoon track practice.
Now the woman was on her knees in front of him and she looked up at him to hear his next order. Even though she felt she could have predicted the order, she figured it would be better to let him make it than to appear to be too anxious.
"Suck it!" he hissed.
She was prepared for that. She opened her mouth and took the widely flared cock head in between her lips.
Her tongue slid around and around the wide cock head in the manner of a serpent and then she let the cock slid all the way into her mouth.
The boy shuddered as he felt the small and gentle tongue rubbing against the bottom of his cock head. That was the most sensitive bit of flesh on his cock and the experienced woman knew that.
This was Skip's first blow job and it was wonderful.
Lorelei's tongue was sliding and slipping all around the cock as she permitted it to move into her throat.
When the cock head was slammed up against the back of her throat, she could feel the balls against her chin and she could feel the scratchiness of the boy's soft pubic hairs against her nose.
Rubbing back and forth and back and forth, the cock kept sliding in and out of her mouth.
It was a wonderful feeling and the girl was delighted with the thick slab of meat that she was sucking.
She knew that the boy was thrilled over the notion that he was forcing her to do what she was doing and she did not want to destroy that notion for him.
So, she just remained kneeling on the floor. She did not play with his balls or anything. She just permitted him to slide his cock in and out of her mouth.
Then he commanded, "You can do better than that! I want you to keep your hands busy and your mouth busy, giving me satisfaction!"
And so she reached up and she pressed his balls with her fingers.
Her mouth was still sliding up and down along the wet shaft of his cock as she was playing with his balls and rolling them with her fingers.
Then she decided that she would offer the boy a little bit of variety.
She slid her mouth right off of the cock and she took his left testicle into her mouth. Meanwhile she ran her delicate fingers up and down the moistened and saliva-slicked cock shaft.
Once she had the ball in her mouth, the boy immediately started to moan and she could feel the ball actually pull up toward his body as if it were in need of protection.
She slid her mouth around and around the ball, pressing it up against the roof of her mouth with her tongue.
Then as she began to open her mouth and let the testicle out, she took a little nip, careful only to get the wrinkled flesh of the ball sac between her teeth. She did not want to do harm to the boy's actual testicle with her teeth.
Her tongue then thrust out of her mouth and she pressed the delicate and moist mouth morsel up in between the boy's left testicle and his left thigh, digging hotly into that area of flesh that is sweaty and tightly locked into his pants and shorts all day.
She could taste that sweat and moisture and she knew that it was familiar.
Although Skip might never know this truth about the woman, she had spent one afternoon frigging herself while sniffing at a dirty pair of his jockey shorts. Now that she was licking at the hot and humid flesh between his legs, she could taste the same flavor that she had smelled on his underpants.
Her tongue pressed around so that it was behind his balls and it was actually holding up his balls.
She had to kneel down in a very awkward position in order to lick at his balls like that, but she tasted the flesh that was between his balls and his anus and she knew that the boy was going wild with passion.
He .had to clasp his legs together because he could barely stand what she was doing to him.
Then he roughly pushed her away from him and he said, "That's enough!"
She looked up at the boy a little sadly. She was particularly sad because the boy was incapable of even enjoying himself when it came to sex. He was not a kind person and he was not a nice person. Usually when people are that way they are also not happy people.
Lorelei could tell all of this about the boy.
He grabbed up some pantyhose that were on a chair and then he ordered the woman to lie on the floor.
When he pulled her arms up above her head and began to tie her hands together with the pantyhose, she began to say, "Skip, that isn't necessary! I won't fight you!"
"Shut up!" he snarled as he continued to bind her hands.
"But, Skip, I want to fuck with you!"
He slapped her beautiful face and then he sneered, "I told you to shut up!"
By that time there was no chance for the woman to defend herself. Her hands were completely tied up and were above her head.
His cock was still glistening from her sucking as he grabbed at her legs and pulled them up in the air.
She was spread wide and she felt very uncomfortable. It was not that she was going to be fucked. She was just uncomfortable because she was completely out of control of her own fate.
She could not even scratch her nose because the boy had tied the ropes very firmly.
Unfortunately for the woman Skip had always been an expert at ropes when he was a boy scout and so he had tied excellent and unbreakable knots.
His cock head was pressing against her pussy lips and she knew that the inevitable was about to happen.
She was actually happy that it was about to happen. Remember, this was a woman who was always too hot for sex and she could never get enough.
Now that the boy was pressing his cock head into her tight cunt slit, she could feel the juices steaming up inside of her.
But then he slammed the cock in in one swift movement. He never gave the woman a chance to relax and he didn't even ease it in in a few movements or slide it forward gently.
The only word that could be used for the movement that the boy used was 'shoved'. He really did shove it into the woman so hard that after the whole length of his cock was inside of her pussy, his balls were still swaying back and forth and slapping against her ass cheeks.
And then as soon as his cock was all the way inside of her pussy, he began to pull it out again.
Skip was not content with just pulling out a few inches of his hard meat and then slamming it back into her cunt once more. He had to pull the entire length of the cock out of her cunt and then he had to slam the entire length of it back into her delicate love slit.
He was immediately ramming into her body so hard that she could actually feel her shoulders moving backwards each time that the boy would press back into her.
Since she was tied up as she was, she was completely unable to brace herself.
And then she felt a wonderful moisture in her cunt. She could feel the pussy flesh wriggling and she knew that she was close to having an orgasm.
The boy slid his cock right out of her cunt and then he grasped his own rod in his hand and began to stroke on it at the same tempo that he had been fucking the hot pussy.
She cried out, "I was about to cum!"
"Yeah!" the boy said, with a sinister smile. "I know that!"
"But ... but, why don't you finish! I want to feel you shoot inside me!"
He laughed as he felt his balls pressing against his body and he felt the cock juice rush up the length of his hard shaft and then go flying out of the end of his meat.
The first load of gism splashed hotly against the girl's left tit and left a splotch of white right there.
Then the second load of gism splashed against her right cheek and then he just kept shooting his hot white sperm all over the place, keeping a firm hold on his cock as he did so.
When the boy had laughed, she understood just what he had been up to. He had purposely fucked her until she was just on the verge of cumming and then he had pulled out of her pussy so that she would be aching for satisfaction.
She soon discovered that this theory was correct when the boy grabbed up her robe and tied up her legs with the filmy and silky robe.
Now that Lorelei was bound hand and foot there was nothing that she could do to get free and, what was worse, there was nothing that she could do to satisfy the fire that was in her cunt.
"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked, her blue eyes wide as the handsome brown haired boy tugged his shorts up his legs.
"Because I want to!" he replied.
She watched his tight-ass moving in his clinging white jockey shorts as the boy walked out of the room. . , "How did you come to have so much hate in you?" Lorelei called out to the boy. She knew that he had heard her, but he had chosen to ignore that last remark.
She had not merely meant it to be a vindictive thing that would get back at the boy for the discomfort and humiliation he had caused her. She had said it because she was really concerned about the boy's well-being and his happiness.
The handsome middle son of this family had not done anything since she had arrived that had not been born out of hatred and disdain.
She knew that there was a terrible volcano inside of the boy and that it had to be dealt with. She wasn't sure how. Did he need kindness or did he need cruelty?
Lorelei was no analyst so she was not qualified to really answer that question.
The woman did know that she had to deal with the boys and that she had to live in this house with them, so she realized that even though she did not have the proper credentials and the proper education, she really had to deal with the problems that were there.
It was obvious that her new husband, who was the father of these boys, had managed to ignore them and the problems that they had.
But now that she was tied up, hand and foot, naked on the floor of her own bedroom, she realized that something had to be done about the three boys, particularly about the surly and mean, Skip!
Even though she was concerned about the future and she was concerned about a million things. At that moment there was one concern that was much more vital than any of the others.
Her pussy was close to juicing up and since she was tied up there was nothing she could do to help to bring herself over the edge of orgasmic delight.
She had never before realized just how dreadful it could be to be bound and helpless.
The gism that the boy had shot on her body was now drying up into tight little pools that was making her flesh puckered and dry and pulling the soft white flesh tightly together.
She wanted to be free of her bonds for just one moment so that she could wipe away the gism that was tugging on the flesh of her breasts. But she could not.
The woman just had to lie there on the floor and suffer with the anticipation that was burning her up.
She tried to press her legs tightly together so that the friction of her thighs could give some relief to her cunt. But somehow it was not the same as the satisfaction she was hungry for.
Never before had she ever realized how wonderful it was to simply feel a hand at her cunt lips. She had frigged herself a thousand times in her lifetime and now that she could not frig herself, she thought that it was a torture she could not bear for another moment.
Lorelei was certain that as soon as a finger even touched her cunt lips, she would have the orgasm that had been on the horizon for a long time.
But what hope was there for her. She would just have to wait until Skip came into the room and untied her. That was, if Skip would come into the room and untie her.
If the boy decided to really be vengeful and leave her there until someone else thought to check on her, things would get very complicated.
Although she was trying her best to sleep, she could not. No matter what position she assumed, she was not comfortable.
Lorelei was basically a sensuous person and the position in which she was tied, with her arms over her head and with her legs clasped together did not allow her any sensuous comfort.
She always liked to spend her nights rolled up in a blanket so that she would have something to cuddle with. But here she was on the floor of the bedroom and she could feel the sweat that was forming where her thighs were clasped together.
It was safe to say that she did not like any of it.
And then the door of the bedroom began to. open slowly. Lorelei strained her eyes in the dark. Had Skip returned to ravage her further?
But then as the figure approached, she could see that it was the bulky body of Bud. The moonlight through the window was glinting off of the boy's cornsilk blond hair.
He leaned over and whispered, "Are you all right?"
Lorelei actually began to laugh as she said, "No!"
Fortunately, Bud was also an ace boy scout and he was very skilled at untying the same knots that his older brother was skilled at tying.
When the woman was free, she stretched and flexed her long and elegant arms and then she turned her attention to the one spot in her body that had needed the attention for the longest time.
As Bud watched her and saw that she was moving her hand down to her pussy lips, he touched her hand and asked, "Can't I do that for you?"
"I should warn you that I'm right on the verge."
But by the time that the woman had finished saying that, she already felt the boy's tongue pressing against her cunt lips and sliding up and down against the gates to her vagina.
"Aaaarggghhh!" Lorelei screamed out.
The boy knew that she was cumming. He quickly spread apart her cunt lips and slid his tongue inside of the tight and wet pussy.
Then he was flexing and unflexing his tongue in a wild tempo as the woman's pussy was flexing and unflexing at the same tempo.
He was trying to swallow up all of the cunt cream that was oozing out of the hot love slit.
But he could not get it all. Her cunt was creaming wildly and her whole body was completely out of control, thrashing on the floor and rolling around.
Even when she rolled over onto her side and even when she rolled over in such a way so that the boy was on his back and her body was on top of his face, he did not lose his grasp on the lusciously spasming pussy.
His arms were tightly clasped around her well-formed thighs and his lips were up against her cunt lips while his tongue was latched deep up inside of her twat.
When the young blond boy pulled away from the woman's snatch, she smiled at him and said, "Thanks, hon, I needed that."
He was still licking his lips and trying to lick up the sweet and luscious cunt cream that had oozed down onto his chin. She could tell by the boy's smile that he had not considered the cunt lapping much of a hardship at all.
Then she reached down for Bud's white jockey shorts and she could tell that his cock was like iron. She knew that the youngster deserved some good servicing after the wonderful job he had done on her twat.
But then he interrupted to say, "What are we going to do about Skip?"
"You see the problem too?"
"It's like he has this anger at my father. And, I guess that that's justified. I mean, my father didn't want to take us and my mother didn't want to take us. My father always gives us the impression that he would be glad to get rid of us, but meanwhile he's so strict about our leaving the house or doing anything on our own
"Well, even though he has this hatred for our father, he also seems to carry it over to everybody else!"
"Everything that the boy does is mean!" Lorelei said, adding in her own thoughts.
It was pretty obvious. Howie was just cold and clinical, and Bud was still too young to have let his household have any affect on him. But Skip, the middle son, had already grown nasty and mean about everything and he seemed to derive pleasure out of hurting people as he had hurt and humiliated Lorelei on that night.
"I don't-know what we're gonna do about Skip. But we've gotta do something!" Lorelei said as she cuddled close to the Bud. . "Don't leave us." Bud said as he clutched Lorelei tightly to his body.
And then as she felt more than the warmth of the handsome young body next to her, she realized that a great burden had suddenly been thrust upon her.
Aside from the desirable young body that she had been aware of, she was now also aware of the young boy who needed love and warmth and affection. And she knew that that was the burden that was to be hers.
She had stepped into the whole thing blindly, but she suddenly was aware of the fact that she really was a mother.
Pressing the boy more tightly against her naked body, she ran her long and elegant fingers through his silky blond hair and he kissed her on the neck.
There were many things that she would have to worry about on the following morning, but for now she could feel the boy's hard cock pressing through his jockey shorts and she knew that she had to deal with that.
It would be a pleasure for her, she knew.
CHAPTER SIX
It was fortunate that it was a very large house.
The following morning it was a simple matter for the people in the house to avoid each other.
When Skip suspected that Lorelei was in the kitchen getting her breakfast, he rushed out of the front of the house. When Lorelei thought that Skip was on his way toward the kitchen, she rushed out of the back of the house.
Bud just sort of moped around the house, not able to find his way or to find anyone to talk to.
And Howie avoided everyone. Even when he passed right through the parlor and his youngest brother, Bud, greeted him, he just kept walking and ignored the blond youth.
Then when all of the boys had disappeared off to school, Lorelei was left alone in the house.
She was beginning to discover the way that housewives dealt with their horniness. They did not have time to think about it!
When she had lived a luxurious life in New York, she had grown horny in the middle of the afternoon and she had been able to concentrate on her sexual hunger and to be concerned about doing something on that matter.
Now that she was concerned with all of the problems of her little family and her. large house, she wasn't able to dwell on her sexual concerns.
Despite the fact that she had seduced her youngest son and had been raped by her middle son, she had to put sex out of her mind and worry about the immediate problems of the household.
The first problem was that she had no cleaning woman there for that day.
Lutie did not show up for work and Lorelei still did not know why the girl had walked out on the previous afternoon.
When Lorelei called Lutie's number and asked why the girl hadn't come in to work for the day, the black girl replied, "You don't want to know!"
"What do you mean?" Lorelei asked.
"Just like I said. You don't want to know!"
"I'd like you to come over here today and speak to me about this!"
"No!"
"What's going on?"
The black girl was silent and then Lorelei said, "We still owe you pay for another half week. Unless you come here this afternoon to speak to me, you will not see any of that money!"
Then Lorelei hung up the phone. She was sorry that she had been so mean on the phone, but she felt that she had to get the problem of the cleaning girl out of the way.
She was so concerned with the sexual problems of the household that she didn't want to be concerned about the cleaning girl. She figured it was just something that she could be done with quickly.
But when Lutie arrived at the house, Lorelei was in for some surprises.
"Won't you come in?" Lorelei said, standing at the front door and ushering the black girl inside.
But Lutie remained on the front porch and she said, "No, thank you!"
"Then perhaps you'd just like to tell me what the problem is and why you disappeared from this house yesterday afternoon!"
"Why don't you ask Skip?"
"I'm in no mood for riddles. I just want the facts!" Lorelei had believed Skip's accusation that the black girl had left the house because of the new mistress of the household.
Lutie said, "I will tell you the honest truth and then I'll leave here because you'll probably want me to leave."
"Right now I just want to hear your story!"
The black girl looked the blonde woman in the eyes and said, "Skip raped me!" Then she continued to tell the story of the way that the handsome sixteen-year-old had tossed her down on the floor of the laundry room and ripped open her dress.
When she had completed her story she said, "I know the way that white folks are. I figure that you wouldn't believe a story like that coming from a black girl!"
"I do believe you, Lutie!" Lorelei said softly. "You see, I have good reason to believe you!
"And I know that we have to do something about Skip right now!"
The black girl was stunned to hear this. She had expected an unkind treatment at this house. She had always known that Mr. Newberry had treated her like a trashy colored girl and she hardly knew this woman who was the new Mrs. Newberry.
Lorelei looked at the black girl and said, "I want you to help me to teach Skip a lesson!"
"What? What sort of lesson?"
"That's what we have to work out!" the blonde woman said slowly.
Over at the campus of the local college, Howie was walking out of his sociology class. Linda was trying to be very subtle as she walked beside him. "
Then she turned to the side and said, "Oh, Howie, I didn't notice you there!"
"Oh, hi!" he said, acting surprised.
They both knew that it was an act. It was an awkward moment between them. And the awkward moment had been caused by the sexual barriers that existed between the two of them.
Even though they had both enjoyed the date that they had together and they both enjoyed the fucking session that followed, Howie had a problem with that enjoyment.
Howie believed that good girls did not enjoy sex and so he felt that he should not be going out with Linda.
Despite the fact that his thinking really didn't make much sense, it was amazing the number of young men in America who actually thought along those same lines.
As for Linda, she had been brought up with a new morality and she wanted to admit to enjoying the things that she really enjoyed.
She knew that most of the girls in her dorm in school would go out with boys and would stop the boys from going all the way with them. Then the girls would return to the dorm and fingerfuck themselves as they imagined what they might have done with the boys if only they had been more daring.
It was a self-perpetuating cycle and it was really very sad all around.
There would be a girl and a boy and both of them would be just as anxious for a hot fucking session. But if the girl let the boy fuck her, he would lose respect for her and she would get a reputation.
A great deal of the blame was really on the boys. If only they could have allowed girls to have pleasure in sex without giving the girls labels like cheap and trashy, then they might have been able to get more pleasure from the girls.
But now that Howie and Linda were walking out of the sociology building together, they were both pretending that their previous date had never happened.
And they both had the same reason for pretending that it had never happened. They were both horny.
"Could I copy your notes from yesterday's lecture?" Linda asked the boy.
He started rummaging through his book and then she asked him, "When is your next class?"
"Not for two hours. I usually eat lunch now."
"I'm over in Von Kleinsmid. Why don't we go up to my dorm room and I can copy them over right now!"
"Sure." Howie said, shrugging his shoulders.
The girl was allowed to bring male visitors to her dorm room as long as it was before nine o'clock in the evening. The school authorities were such fools that they thought the nine o'clock rule would keep the young people from fucking together.
They might have been amazed to know that cocks and pussies worked just as well before nine o'clock as they did after that hour. In fact, now it was just one in the afternoon and Howie could feel his cock rising up in his tight denim pants.
As she walked up the stairs that led to her dorm room, Linda could also feel the heat of passion rising up in her pussy flesh. Since she walked in front of Howie, he could see her well-rounded ass that was so tightly packaged in her slacks.
The clinging panties that she had on were cutting little lines in the cheeks of her ass.
Each time that she stepped up with her left leg, the leg opening in her panties would cut across the ass cheek on her right side.
Then when she would step up with her right leg, her left ass cheek would show the panty line that all of the television commercials wanted to convince the girl was unsightly.
As far as Howie was concerned it was not at all unsightly. He found the lines of her panties that were cutting into her round ass cheeks wonderfully erotic and he imagined what it would look like to have his teeth press in against the very same firm flesh.
When they got to Linda's room, she turned to Howie and said, "My roommate has classes all afternoon!"
"Great!" Howie said, realizing the intent of the girl having made that remark.
She closed the door and looked at the boy.
His face was starting to turn red as he said, "Would you like my notes now?"
The girl shook her head. "You know that I don't care about your notes!"
Howie stammered a moment and then said. "Wh-what do you want?"
She sat on the bed and looked at him. "Haven't you ever been with an honest girl before?"
His back bristled and he stood very straight as he said. 'Tin used to nice girls, good girls!"
"Well, excuse me!" Linda said. "I suppose that you want to marry a girl who had always been a good girl!"
"Yes!"
"Then I hope for your sake that the girl was a liar!" Linda said, reaching into her slacks and rubbing her pussy lips.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"If you marry a girl who has gone around for years putting boys off and not putting out sexually, then there are only two possibilities. Either she doesn't like sex or she had been lying for years!"
She just looked at him and he understood what she had meant when she had wished him a woman who had been a liar. It would be better to marry a girl who had lied than to marry a girl who didn't like sex.
Howie had never thought in these terms before.
He had just thought in terms of there being good girls and bad girls and he had forgotten that there was a great group in between of girls who lied about their true desires.
And he had also neglected the fact that he liked sex very much and he needed a partner who wanted to have sex a great deal of the time. How could he be happy with some good girl who really did hate to have sex?
But at the same time, he looked at Linda and he was embarrassed by the fact that the girl actually wanted to have sex and was not ashamed to admit to that.
"I just wanted to give you something to think about." The girl was being very honest. "But I know that whatever conclusions you reach are going to be your own. If you decide that you're going to put me down because I admit to having a hot pussy, then that's your problem.
"The only reason it would be a loss to me is that I enjoyed the fucking that we did and I would enjoy doing it again!"
"You would?" Howie asked, as if the girl were giving him a piece of news.
"Sure!" she said, grinning. "Why do you think I asked you up here? For the sociology notes?"
Howie shrugged and blushed further. He really couldn't answer that question. "Well?" she asked him. Howie walked over to the bed and sat down next to the girl. He put his hand on her thigh and he ran his fingers up the inside of her thigh so that he was moving close to the girl's pussy.
Linda spread herself out on the bed and she spread her legs. "Really do it this time, Howie. Really get into the sensual delights of fucking!"
He climbed on top of her and she could feel the lump that was pressing in his denim pants.
But she did not turn her attention to his crotch. She knew that one of the problems with inexperienced boys was that they were too often involved in the passions of their cocks and they did not pay enough attention to the other parts of their bodies.
So, as Howie rubbed back and forth on the girl, she ran her hands along his back, pulling up his shirt and feeling the firm flesh of his well-muscled body.
Then her fingers dug into the waist of his pants and she rubbed her hand back and forth until she had worked her way into his shorts where she could actually feel Howie's well-formed and tight ass cheeks.
She knew that it was the boy's powerful thighs and his strong ass that made him such a good fucker.
Meanwhile, Howie had reached up under the girl's blouse so that he could feel her beautifully fleshy breasts. He rubbed his thumb and his forefinger back and forth along her pink nipples and he could feel the heat and excitement that was running through the girl as her tits got harder.
Peeling her blouse up, he revealed the milky flesh that was pulled' so tautly around the lithe body and he ran his fingers all over, tugging and nipping as he massaged the girl's skin.
She unbuttoned his shirt so that she could feel the wiry black hairs of his chest rubbing against the silky smoothness of her own body.
As her blouse slipped off, she pulled at the arms of his shirt. What did she care if the arms ended up inside out. She just wanted to get the boy undressed.
This was unusual for Howie in a number of ways. Aside from the fact that he had never been with such a strong-willed girl who was so frank about her sexual desires, he also had never really been seen naked by a girl.
Most of the times that he had made it with girls, it had been in his car, where the confined .space had made stripping impossible.
On those occasions when he had managed to use the basement of his family's home for his seductions, he had always had the lights out when the crucial moment came.
But now he was in this girl's dorm room in the middle of the afternoon and all of the lights were blazing. It was obvious that the girl wanted to see Howie naked and she was going to get her wish fulfilled because she was working toward that goal in a diligent manner.
She reached for the boy's fly and she pulled open his pants and began to tug them down.
Meanwhile, Howie reached for the fly of her slacks and found it was quite a chore to tug them down because they were clinging so tightly to her well-rounded hips.
But the girl was anxious to cooperate. She lifted her lovely hips up from the bed, so that the boy could reach around her body and slide the slacks down off of her fleshy ass.
When she lifted her body up, he could feel her crotch pressing up against his own hard cock that was still locked inside of his underpants.
Then they both paused one moment so that they could each work their own pants down their own legs and get them out of the way.
His jockey shorts were pressing against the satin fabric of her panties. Her panties felt slippery because of the shiny red satin that she was wearing.
When, he ran his hand over the almost liquid feel of the fabric, the girl shuddered because she was feeling the other side of the satin pressing down against her soft patch of pussy hairs.
One second later and something broke free in both of them.
The two of them were rolling wildly around and around on the bed. They rolled so passionately that they soon fell off of the bed and onto the floor with a loud thud.
But that did not cause either of them to stop what they were doing. They continued locked together in a luscious embrace.
One of Howie's hairy thighs was pressed in between the girl's legs and he could feel her cunt lips pressing against his muscular leg and oozing out pussy juice.
Meanwhile one of her well-rounded and milky thighs was pressed up against the boy's crotch and she could feel the churning of the testicles as she rubbed her body back and forth.
As for his shorts and her panties, they had disappeared somewhere. Somewhere around the time that the two of them had fallen off of the bed, they had also managed to get completely stripped naked.
But neither of them had even bothered to keep track of it by that time.
They were both lost in the passion that was between them and they were both unaware of the room that was around them.
Sometimes Linda was on top of Howie. That was unusual for the boy because he had been brought up only understanding the traditional positions of sex and he was not used to having a girl on top of him.
But it didn't matter to him at that point.
He was really letting himself go and just enjoying all that there was to enjoy.
By that time he had forgotten the fact that he was naked in this room with this girl. The only thing that mattered to him was that he was sexually excited and she was sexually excited and they both had to do something about that.
The pussy juice was already flowing out onto the girl's cunt lips and since her legs were spread, she was oozing out onto his thighs.
And then the boy was sitting down and the girl had his cock grasped around its thick shaft.
She spread her cunt wide and then she pressed her pussy against his cock head. Howie was amazed. The girl was sitting opposite him and she was sliding herself down on his cock.
Her cunt was so heated up and was so wet from the excitement that she had been experiencing, that she felt the cock slip right into her without any trouble at all.
And soon her well-rounded ass was down against the boy's balls, crushing them hotly.
She rubbed back and forth against his balls with her bottom and then the boy began to press up and down into her pussy. t didn't matter that she was on top of him and that he was in a sitting position. The important thing to him was that his cock was hard and it was inside of a tight and wet cunt.
Howie's thighs were strong enough so that he could actually fuck the girl's pussy even though she was sitting on top of him.
She was delighted with the boy's skill. She was aware of the fact that she was introducing him to a new position and she realized how wonderfully proficient the boy was being.
It took very powerful thighs to fuck a pussy while sitting upright. But he grasped the girl around the waist and he was holding her in position as he bounced up and down.
And then he felt his cock being pulled up into the torrent of the cunt and he knew that the girl was cumming.
Her pussy flesh was collapsing around the hard cock that was invading wildly into the hot cunt slit.
And then he felt the wriggling moist flesh all around his cock and he knew that his cock was going to react to her cunt.
His cock flared out much wider than it had been already and then he felt his cock head slap against one of the sides of her cunt flesh.
His cock juice was splashing out and mixing with her cunt cream.
Howie's arms were tightly wrapped around the girl's body and she was clinging on to him so hotly that her nails were digging into the flesh of his sides.
And then they both collapsed into a lying position.
When the boy had pulled out of the girl's pussy, he felt a flush of shame rushing over him. He didn't know exactly why.
It was a combination of things that were hitting him all at once. He was embarrassed over the fact that he was naked and he was embarrassed over the fact that they were fucking in the middle of the afternoon.
But most of all, he was very aware of the fact that the girl was a 'bad girl' who enjoyed sex and who enjoyed getting fucked.
Howie, for all of his other sensible ways, was really quite a prude when it came to sexual matters. And prudery does not mix well with enjoyment.
Since a prudish mind would not allow a person to really enjoy himself during sex, prudes would tend to try to keep other people from enjoying themselves during sex. After all, misery loves company.
Howie turned away-from the girl and began to pull on his clothes.
He had never felt this way on the other occasions when he had fucked girls. He was usually able to simply take the girl home and give her a good night kiss after their fucking.
But in this instance everything was different. The other times the girls had always put up such a fight before they would finally give in and let him fuck them, that Howie would always feel that his guilt had been properly dealt with through the fighting and the efforts of the girl.
He was not mature enough to be able to deal with a girl who wanted his cock and who was sitting next to him, her cunt dripping and a smile on her face.
Back at the Newberry house, Lorelei, Lutie, and Bud were all together and they were waiting for Skip to return home.
Lorelei was in the big plush arm chair and she was tapping on the arm with her manicured fingernails.
What would this lead to? It would still be another two weeks before her husband would be home from his business trip. By the time that he returned home what would her position in this household be?
And what would happen with Skip?
She wasn't sure whether she was doing the right thing, but she did know that she was doing the thing that she had to do. The boy needed to be taught a lesson.
Although he was strong enough to have subdued-any one of them, Lorelei felt sure that all three of them together would be able to give the boy a dose of the medicine that he needed.
Bud knelt down next to the chair and he said, "You know we were pretty silly when Skip threatened us last night. We could" have told dad the same things about him. There was no reason that dad would have believed what he said."
"Yes!" Lorelei smiled. "But we didn't think of that last night. Or maybe we just didn't want to think of that!"
She wasn't sure what she meant by that, but she did know one thing for sure. This entire day she had not even frigged her pussy and she was aching with cunt cream.
For a woman as highly sexed as Lorelei was, to have ignored her cunt all day long was amazing. But now that Skip was on his way home, she knew that she was going to get some pleasure from the boy's body.
"Ma'am?" Lutie asked. "Are you sure we're doin' the right thing with what we're gonna do to that boy?"
Lorelei smiled and then shook her head. She was not going to lie for the sake of assuaging the girl's conscience.
"I know that the boy needs something," she said. "But I don't know just what he needs.
"In the meantime, we have to do this as much for our own satisfaction. We all have a score to settle with that boy and this is the only way that I could think to do it."
They all heard the sound of the front door opening and they all turned in that direction.
Bud stood up and he clutched onto Lorelei's arm. The woman had come to mean a great deal to the handsome fourteen-year-old boy and he felt very protective of her.
When Skip appeared at the doorway to the parlor he paused when he saw the three sets of eyes staring at him.
Lorelei could not help the feelings that were steaming up inside of her. As she looked at the boy she remembered that she had been his victim the night before and she knew that she was going to make him into her victim.
Her pussy was already juicing up as she watched his slender form standing in the doorway of the room, trying to look defiant but looking a little bit frightened as he checked out his adversaries.
CHAPTER SEVEN
When the boy looked at the three people assembled in the parlor, he felt a chilling fear running through his body. He knew that the people assembled in the room all had something against him.
His eyes caught Lorelei's and then he looked over at the defiant young black maid and then at his younger brother, Bud, who was also standing nearby.
Then he turned away from them and started to walk toward the kitchen.
"Please come in here, Skip." Lorelei called out. "We would like to speak to you."
"I don't have anything to say to you!" the boy said, in a loud voice.
Then he was standing by the refrigerator and he looked up and saw that all three of them were there by the kitchen door.
"But we have something to say to you, Skip!" Lorelei said, narrowing her eyes to little slits and stepping forward very slowly.
He backed away, but then the three of them followed him.
"Now!" Lorelei cried out.
And Bud and Lutie dashed forward toward Skip. When he turned to run he tripped over a stool that was standing in the middle of the kitchen floor.
Then there were three people on top of him. His hands were pulled around behind his back and he was tied up. Then his legs were tied up and then he was rolled onto his back.
"Wh-what do you want?" the boy cried out, his voice cracking.
"We want to teach you that you can't go around mistreating people!" Lorelei said in a serious voice.
Then Lutie began to unbutton the boy's shirt and reveal the slim and smooth chest that he had. She had seen his body the day before when he had raped her, but at that time he had been the one who was on top.
She felt very good being on top of the boy and having him in her power, although she was sharing that power with Lorelei.
Bud left the room. He had agreed with Lorelei that he was too young to participate in the brutalizing of his brother. Besides, he would have preferred to enjoy Lorelei's body, rather than watch her giving her body to his brother.
While Lutie was working on the boy's shirt, Lorelei's long and elegant fingers were opening his jeans and tugging them down his legs along with his jockey shorts.
Since Skip was tied up his shirt was still on his arms and his pants were still tangled up around his legs, but all of the parts of his body that the women cared about were exposed.
Lorelei was pleased to see that the boy's cock was already hard. She ran her fingernails along the hard shaft of cock flesh and it leaped up into the air.
"Now, before we do anything in terms of talking sense into you or teaching you a lesson, we figure that we ought to pay you back for what you did to us!"
"Wh-what are you going to do to me?" the boy asked.
"Nothing much worse than what you did to us!" Lorelei pronounced with a little smile.
Lutie was already stripping out of her housedress. She peeled down her white panties and then she spread her legs and ran her fingers up and down along the already moistened lips of her pussy.
She spread herself out over the boy's face and as he looked up and saw the black beaver that was spreading wide over him, he cried out, "I never ate a pussy! I ain't gonna eat a pussy!"
""Tough titties, white boy!" Lutie remarked snidely as she plummeted down onto the boy's face.
Her cunt was rubbing back and forth over his lips, but the boy was keeping his lips tightly clasped shut.
Since the black woman's pussy was spread out so wide, her cunt lips were already open to the point where the moist part of her interior flesh was rubbing against the boy's lips.
He was going to remain obstinate and he was not going to open his mouth.
"He ain't givin' me no tongue!" Lutie announced.
The boy felt the long and sharp fingernails of his blonde stepmother as they were rubbing against his balls.
Then Lorelei pulled on the boy's balls and began to twist them around and dig her nails in more deeply.
Skip could not help but cry out in pain when he felt the sharp fingernails digging into his balls.
And as he cried out he could feel the moist flesh on the inside of his lips as it was coming in contact with the cunt flesh on the girl.
Quickly he shut his lips.
Then he felt the black girl's hot fingers pressing and grasping at his nipples. The blonde woman was still digging her nails into his balls and the two sources of pain were too much for the boy.
"I wanna feel your tongue where it counts, white boy!" Lutie snarled.
She was bouncing up and down on his face and finally he opened his mouth just a little bit and his tongue slid out of his mouth.
As soon as the black girl felt the boy's tongue making contact with her cunt lips, she pressed herself down on him so that her pussy lips actually latched onto his tongue.
Quickly he sucked his tongue back into his mouth and he got a taste of the black girl's cunt juice. Somehow it was hot and yet it was cool and refreshing at the same time.
It wasn't nearly as bad as he had expected it to be.
Wasn't it crazy that he had to be tied up and farced to get something that he actually ended up enjoying?
As he ' felt the black girl bouncing up and down on his face and then he felt his stepmother's fingers playing with his balls, there was a rush of passion coursing through him.
Then he thrust up his tongue and he began to shove it in and out of the hot pussy that was above him.
The sides of his tongue were rubbing against the moist flesh of the girl's body and she was rubbing her thighs back and forth along the boy's face and neck so that she would feel the excitement even more.
Skip started to flex his tongue back and . forth so that he would send jolts through the black girl's body.
And then, even though he was blinded because his face was covered by the black girl's slender body, he could feel something new happening around his cock.
The long and elegant fingers were around his cock, but he could also feel something moist that seemed to be grasping at his cock head.
Lorelei was lowering herself onto the cock and her pussy flesh was surrounding the boy's hard meat.
There was a warmth that was running through the boy's body as he felt his cock being warmed by the moist folds of flesh of the girl's pussy.
Further and further he could feel his cock being wrapped up in the tight and humid cunt slit.
And then he felt his entire cock covered by the pussy, as the woman lowered her body completely and rammed her ass down against the boy's balls.
She began to fuck up and down on the cock and since the boy was tied up he was completely helpless. There was nothing that he could do to even buck his hips in tempo with the fucking.
But as he felt the wonderful and warm feeling that was surrounding his cock, the thrill that was going through him made him eat the girl's pussy With even greater vigor.
The black girl felt the difference in the boy's movements and she could tell that he was really enjoying what he was doing.
That made the difference for the girl. She could feel the flesh inside of her twat wriggling and writhing and trying to catch hold of the boy's tongue as she bounced up and down on the moist mouth muscle.
And then she knew that her pussy was going through the mad spasms that told her she was having her orgasm.
Skip held his tongue still as he felt the cunt cream oozing out of the black girl's pussy.
This was all still too new for him. He wasn't really sure that he wanted. to eat the cunt cream of the black girl and yet he knew that he didn't want to pull his tongue away from her.
But since he just left his tongue inside of her cunt, he could feel her juicing all around him and he could taste the pussy juice that was dribbling into his mouth.
Soon the black girl pulled up from the boy's face, but the other woman was still riding up and down on his cock.
Having swallowed some of the cunt cream made the boy even more excited and seemed to send electric charges to his cock so that his meat got much wider inside of Lorelei's pussy.
Then Lorelei felt a pulsing at the base of the boy's cock.
And she slid right up and off of the boy.
"What? Why did you pull off of my cock?"
"Isn't that just what you did to me last night?" the woman asked.
The boy did remember. He had tied up his beautiful blonde stepmother and then he had fucked her until she was just on the edge of having an orgasm.
Then he left her on the edge of the orgasm and he left her tied up so that she could not even frig herself to the satisfaction that she was craving.
Now Skip was the one who was tied up and he did not like it a bit. His cock just needed one more stroke to shoot out the load of cum that was still locked away in the boy's balls.
But since he was tied up he knew that he was not going to get that stroke that he needed so much.
He watched as Lorelei frigged herself, content that the boy was bound as her victim.
Then when he looked up he saw that Lutie, the black girl whose pussy he had just eaten,-was fully dressed and standing over him.
"I want you to look-at this girl!" Lorelei commanded the exposed and bound boy.
"She works here and she is to have your respect as a human being. If I ever hear of another incident where you mistreat her, you will really be in pain because of it."
The boy shuddered.
And then a dozen images entered the boy's head as he imagined the tortures that Lorelei could conceivably put him through.
He nodded and remained silent. Then Lutie left.
"As for me!" Lorelei began, still frigging herself and lying next to the boy. "You accused me of marrying your father because I wanted his money. That was not true. I had plenty of money in New York and I also had my freedom, which for me was even more important!
"Now suddenly I have all of this responsibility from being your mother, but if that's what I am to take on, then fine, I will do it. But I don't expect to put up with abuse from you on that score! I'll tell you the real reason why I married your father. I married him because I am very highly sexed and your father seemed like a man who could satisfy me.
"Then I figured that when he went out of town I might be able to get satisfaction from you boys." She paused and waited for a reaction from the bound boy, but there was none so she continued, "Does this shock you? It happens to be the truth.
"I like to get laid and I was hoping that you and I could get it on together. I would have liked to have made beautiful love to you. But you only wanted to force me. You only wanted to make it unpleasant."
The boy tried to look away from her. He knew that she was speaking the truth and now he was embarrassed at the way that he had behaved.
"You know what it is like to rape me and you know what it is like to fuck me. Would you like to make love to me?" Lorelei asked the handsome sixteen-year-old.
He nodded, although he was too embarrassed to answer.
Lorelei untied his hands and said, "Then meet me upstairs and we'll deal with that!"
She left the kitchen. The boy was very confused, but he untied his feet and then pulled up his clothes and raced up the stairs.
When he got to Lorelei's bedroom he saw that she was lying on the bed with a pink robe on. She was ready for him and his cock was more than ready for her.
When they were both naked and on the bed, he clutched her so tightly that she could not tell which was his heartbeat and which one was hers.
"Hold me!" he whispered in her ear. "Just hold me!"
And when she pressed the naked body close to hers, she realized just what the boy needed.
Skip, nasty kid that he was, really needed the same thing that' his younger brother needed, although Bud had been much more willing to be open about his needs.
These youngsters had been neglected and unwanted for such a long time that they wanted some sign of affection in their lives.
For Bud, Lorelei had been a wonder. She had saved him from growing into an unpleasant bastard like Skip or a cold and emotionless automaton like Howie.
But for Skip she had arrived just in time. And she understood that now.
The boy had become so unkind and so vicious because it was the only protection that he could think of. He knew that he wanted affection and warmth and since he did not expect any affection in his life, he turned his back on it.
He had managed to fool the entire world into believing that he did not care for anything that was at all kind or loving. But he had not fooled himself through all of that.
Skip knew what he wanted. He wanted the mother that he had never really known.
And the boy might have spent the rest of his life turning people off with his viciousness and his nasty ways, when in fact he would be vainly searching for some beautiful woman with large breasts who would cuddle up very tightly to his body and hold him and keep him warm.
But he was saved from that fate. Now that he was in Lorelei's arms, he had found that special woman, that kind woman.
When she leaned down to kiss his face she could feel a moisture on his cheek and she realized that the boy was crying. He was not actually crying, but there were tears that were streaming down from his eyes.
"You won't tell any of the other guys?" he asked, meekly.
And she knew what he was referring to. She understood him very well. He was not talking about the fact that they were in bed together. He was just concerned about her revealing the fact that he had been crying.
She shook her head. She wouldn't tell anyone that the nasty little son of a bitch who was so universally despised, had been crying in her arms, The two of them made love together that was so beautiful that even Lorelei, with all of her years of experience, had her breath taken away. She felt as if she had been fucked in slow motion.
In fact, when Lorelei was in the bath after the fucking session with the boy, she didn't even feel a tingling in her pussy anymore.
Skip had actually managed to put out the fire that had been blazing in Lorelei's pussy. At least he had managed to put it out on a temporary basis, which was more than most any other man could do.
The woman had always considered herself a nympho because she always wanted to get fucked, even after she had just gotten fucked. And yet now she felt a certain satisfaction.
It was nothing that she could measure with the length and width of his cock. And it could not be measured by the amount of time that he had fucked her or by the speed with which he had rammed his cock into her.
But it was an indefinable thing that happened when they had been fucking and it had flicked a switch inside of the woman's body.
And the switch told her that she could have been very happy and contented to have been fucked another time by the wonderful and hard cock, but at the same time she could have happily been satisfied with the one fucking that she had received.
Perhaps it was just the fact that a strange sort of emotional bond had developed between the woman and the boy when they had been fucking. Perhaps it was the fact that she had kissed the boy's tear-streaked cheek that made the fucking that much sweeter.
But then when she was in the bath afterwards another disturbing thought entered her mind. She thought about Howie.
She had seen the terrible ways in which the two younger boys had been scarred by their household and by their father's cold ways. Howie was so much older than the other two that he must have been carrying the scars for a longer time.
Since he was six when his mother had run away from the family, he was the only one of the three brothers who had really known her and who had any way of remembering her.
That in itself must have been a terrible scar. He knew the rejection of his own mother.
As Lorelei thought about this, she felt a pain in her heart and she knew the pain that the boy was feeling.
Having stepped into this family as the stepmother to these three boys was quite a chore for her. It had turned out to have its advantages because the boys were all as sexy as their father had been. But, then again, it had also turned out to be a difficult and complicated thing.
Maybe the things that she was doing were not the right things to do, but she was trying to accomplish what she could. .
That night when the phone rang, Lorelei picked it up downstairs and she heard Howie's deep voice booming, "It's for me. Hang up the phone." on an upstairs extension.
Something like intuition told Lorelei to stay on the phone so she pressed down the phone cradle and then she let it up again so that it would make a noise like the phone being hung up.
"Why did you walk out like that this afternoon?" a girl's voice on the other end of the phone asked.
"I don't think we have anything to discuss, Linda," Howie said in a curt tone.
"Look! I like to fuck!" she said bluntly. .
"Will you stop talking dirty?"
"I do not believe that fucking is dirty. Maybe that's where we differ."
"Look. You had told me that you were just inviting me up because you liked to fuck. So, why should I feel bad about having walked out after we finished doing it?"
"You could have at least told me thanks for the use of the hall!" Linda shouted.
"I don't want to have anything to do with you!"
"And I just want to know why not!" Linda insisted.
"If you want the truth, then I have to tell you that you are a bad girl. I do not wish to associate with trashy girls!" Howie said to Linda in no uncertain terms.
"Am I supposed to feel terribly shattered now?" Linda asked. "Because I don't! After hearing what you have said; to me, I just feel sorry for you because you're such an ass hole!"
And then Linda slammed down the phone.
Lorelei waited until Howie had put down his extension of the phone and then she hung up the phone. That little bit of eavesdropping had given the blonde woman a great insight into the oldest of the three sons.
The conversation that Howie and Linda had would have been looked on in different ways by different people.
A woman who was very strict in her beliefs of morality and propriety would have felt that Howie was in the right and that his feelings toward girls with loose morals reflected a good fibre in the boy.
But a woman who was sensible would have agreed with Linda that Howie was quite an ass hole.
Just for your information, this author agrees with Linda also. A boy who does not approve of girls who enjoy sex, even though he would like to enjoy sex with them, is nothing more than an ass hole.
Since Lorelei had already done so much to help the two younger sons of the Newberry family, she felt that she had to do something to help the oldest boy as well.
But since 'Howie was in his shell and was so cold toward her, she could not imagine how she could go about doing it.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Howie was alone in the house and he felt a great horniness that was making his young cock swell up and fill up the front of his pants.
At that moment the boy wished that he hadn't been so curt and final in his relationship with Linda. He wished that he could call Linda and feel her hot pussy around his cock once again.
When the boy was horny he always wanted Linda. But then when he had already had his orgasm, he felt very moral and felt outraged by the loose morals and the sluttiness of the beautiful girl.
It was a problem that was shared by many young men. Howie had not yet learned that the moments after sex, the moments when the body was drained of passion, were the most beautiful moments that two lovers could share.
He had completely turned his mind off to the joys of sex and he was considering the whole thing a task instead.
Sex was something that he had to do when his cock would bother him and get hard. It was something that needed to be taken care of.
And that was exactly what was troubling him at that moment as he wandered around the house. He wished that he could at least keep some pornography around the house to satisfy his cravings in moments like these.
But with his father and his snoopy brothers around the house, he knew that he could not even do that.
As he went up the stairs of the house, on his way to his own bedroom, he passed the master bedroom and he saw that the bed was not made.
Howie stepped into the room and saw that some of Lorelei's things were lying around on the bed.
He could not resist the impulse to go closer. He felt his cock pressing so hotly against the inside of his shorts as he smelled the female aroma that pervaded the room.
Having been brought up in a house with his father and his three brothers, he was not used to the smell of a woman. But he was delighted by the pleasant fragrance.
It was not a perfume. It was all of the real smells of a woman. That flavorful aroma that a woman's stockings take on when she has worn them all day and the wonderful way that her panties take on the smell of her crotch and her anxious sweat.
These were the things that Howie smelled when he came into the room.
And when he got closer to the bed, he could not resist the impulse to pick up the stockings that were lying on the bed.
Once he was running his hand back and forth along the wonderfully smooth fabric of the stockings, he felt his heartbeat quicken. He was alone in the house. What would it matter if he got the pleasure that he wanted to get.
He plopped himself down on the bed and he could smell the fragrant aroma of his beautiful stepmother's hair. He knew that her hair had been on that pillow just a short time before and he rubbed his cheeks against the pillow, imagining that he was rubbing his cheeks against her hair.
Because, Jhe truth of the matter, despite all of the animosity-he had shown the woman, was that he was very sexually attracted to his blonde stepmother.
But, then again, that was something that Lorelei was aware of.
She was not a dummy and she knew that sexual attraction was often translated into animosity when the person who was sexually attracted felt that the object of attraction was unattainable.
The silly thing in this instance was that because Howie had kept his distance for such a long time, he had never become aware of just how attainable Lorelei, was.
Lorelei had been especially turned on by the hulking black-haired boy, but she had never even had a chance to be alone with him.
Howie felt cheated for having to attend the local college that was near his home. He made a point of spending as little time in the house as he could.
While this made it easier for Lorelei to fool around with his two brothers, this made it more difficult for her to even get to know him.
And yet, life is very strange.
Howie was alone in the house and now he was fantasizing about having Lorelei near to him.
When he was on the bed he was rubbing the silk stockings up along the side of his slightly unshaven face and feeling the delicate fabric rubbing lightly along the stubble of his cheek.
Then he rubbed the stocking along his arm and along the hair of his arm. It was so soft that it was almost like a breeze that was whispering past him.
He could not help what followed. He knew that he had to do it.
Howie opened his pants and he pulled them down along with his shorts. Since his cock had been growing in his shorts, his erection was now full length as it leaped to freedom.
Howie let the silky stockings slide sensually around his cock shaft. It was a thrilling thing that was sending chills through his body as he did it.
When the sheer fabric slid around his balls, he felt a tingling that coursed up through his body. He wanted to reach his hand down to his cock so that he could jerk it off and feel the relief that he was craving.
But he knew that his rough hand would have ruined the wonderful illusion that he was enjoying.
Actually his hand was rather smooth because he was just eighteen and he was only a student. But compared to the stocking he knew that his hand would feel very rough.
He began to use the stocking to jerk himself off. And as he did that he imagined that he was not manipulating the stocking. He imagined that Lorelei was there and that she was the one who was manipulating the stocking.
The boy pulled his shirt up a little bit so that the fabric of the stocking could run through the hair on his lower belly.
When he tugged the stocking through his thick and dark patch of pubic hairs, there was a wonderful feeling that ran through him.
Then he wound the stocking loosely around his cock so that he could just feel the silky fabric making contact with his hard and thick shaft of meat.
He did not stroke up and down on his cock. He stroked up and down on the stocking and he felt the delightful thrill of the silky fabric sliding and slithering up and down along the hard and hot flesh.
Howie's eyes were closed as he felt the stocking moving along the shaft of his inflamed dick.
He could feel his balls churning up and he felt them tightening up closer to his body. He knew that he was soon going to shoot his load.
And then he heard something. He heard someone clearing her throat. Yes! It was definitely the sound of a woman clearing her throat.
When Howie opened his eyes and saw that Lorelei was standing over him and looking at. him, he froze as he' was.
Here he was on her bed with his pants down and with her stocking wrapped around the length of his hard cock. He was so petrified that he did not even move the hand that was wrapped around his cock.
Lorelei was a bit embarrassed because she did not know what to say. On the other hand she did not want to let this opportunity pass her by. She had wanted a chance to seduce the handsome oldest son of the family and now that she saw the monumental proportions of the boy's erect prick, she was more anxious than ever to feel that prick for herself.
The boy tried to pull up his pants and shorts, but he forgot to take the stocking off of his cock.
"Don't!" Lorelei said.
"Are you ordering me not to?" Howie asked her with apprehension.
"No, honey. I'm just telling you that it's silly to be modest. I've already seen it." She wanted to add that she had already seen the cocks of both of his brothers, but she thought better of it.
"What do you want from me now?" Howie asked her nervously.
"What?" she asked, sitting down on the other side of the large bed.
"You can get me in trouble. You can embarrass me for the rest of my life and get my dad to kick me out with what you've seen. You know that. It's silly for us to play games so just tell me what you want!" Howie said. It was clear how he had gotten the reputation for being the pragmatic one of the three sons in this family.
"I want to talk to you and I want you to listen. That's what I want."
Howie had unwound the turban that he had made of the stocking.
He didn't tug up his pants and shorts because he figured that if the woman didn't mind seeing his naked cock, he didn't mind having it out. It gave him a thrill to know that she was looking at it and he was aware of the look of admiration in the eyes of the beautiful blonde.
But he didn't understand why she wanted to talk to him.
"Honey," she began, pressing her fingers on his arm. "I've discovered some terrible things since I've been here. I discovered that both of your brothers have been scarred because of their need for love.
"And I can't help but wonder about you. You're the oldest and you had the longest time to get the scars."
Howie blinked slowly and said, "I'm completely together. I'm not troubled about anything."
Lorelei could not help but smile as she said, "There's a little problem with saying that.' It's sort of the catch twenty-two. None of us is completely happy and completely sane. It's only the ones who are in really bad shape who would claim that they are completely sane."
Howie looked away from her. Her reasoning might have been a bit convoluted, but it was hitting too close to home for the boy to be comfortable with it.
"Do you enjoy sex?" she asked him.
"Sure!" Howie said, very defensively.
Her eyes met his as she said, "There are some boys who claim to enjoy sex, but they find that they have to get drunk or stoned in order to do it. They find that they resent the girls who fuck with them. And they find that the moment after they've had their orgasm, they are filled with revulsion over what they've done rather than a feeling of the beauty of what they've done."
Since her eyes never left the boy's eyes in all that time, she could clearly read his answer. She knew that he was one of the people who did all of the things, that she had enumerated.
Actually she had already known that from the things that Howie had said in the telephone conversation she had listened in on, but she had not wanted to reveal that indiscretion to the boy.
The boy's dark eyes that always seemed so forbidding and cold to her now took on a different look.
His eyes were growing moist and they looked like the eyes of a lost puppy. She was sure that this big masculine boy of eighteen was about to cry.
She pressed her body tightly against his body and she said, "Just remember one thing, Howie. Remember that you're a wonderful person and that you deserve to be loved!"
His voice was harsh and mean as he said, "Then why didn't my mother love me? And why doesn't my father love me?" She was shocked by the sound of his voice, but she knew that his questions had merit.
Pulling away from him, she looked into his eyes again, but now she knew that he was the one who was examining her eyes instead of the' other way around.
"I don't know the answer to that question, Howie. All I know is that your momma had a mother and father. If she turned out to be a screwed up lady who couldn't deal with the responsibilities of being a mother, then it wasn't your fault!
"And your father had a mother and father who made him into the kind of man he is today. Maybe he's a lot like you are and maybe if someone had taken him in her arms when he was eighteen, and told him about love and held him tight, then he wouldn't be the way he is now!
"Maybe he would know about love!"
Howie kissed her passionately.
Lorelei had not known a thing about psychology when she had started that conversation and she still would not have claimed any knowlege on that subject.
It can be very dangerous when an amateur dabbles in analysis. The human mind is a fragile thing. But the things that Lorelei had said and done did not really lie within the realm of analysis. She merely gave this boy the reassurance that he needed.
She knew that his mother had left when he was young and that his father considered him a burden. All the years that he was in school he bore the stigma of being the son of the richest man in the town, and he always felt suspicious of anyone who wanted to befriend him.
This was the first time that anyone had sat down with the boy and told him that he was a good person.
She knew that there was something basically wrong with the boy because of the way he had immediately been suspicious when she had walked in on his jerking off.
Howie had always assumed that whoever was around him was after something and when this beautiful blonde stepmother had moved into the house, he had assumed that she was after something as well.
He had not realized that what she was after was his cock!
As she climbed onto the bed with the boy, she rubbed her body against his and he felt the well-rounded ass cheeks of the woman through the fabric of her suit.
He rolled on top of her and she could feel the moisture dribbling out of his cock head and onto her suit.
That was when she decided that she had better take off her suit before she got it all messed up.
And then, naked together, the two of them shared a wonderful roll around the bed.
Once Howie had cum, she did not permit him to turn away and get dressed. She remained on the bed and pulled the boy close to her. And she began to talk to him, teaching him that the moments following the orgasm were beautiful sharing moments.
"I have a feeling that you're the kind of boy who is pretty harsh to the girls who are free with their bodies," Lorelei said as she shared a cigarette with Howie.
He blushed and looked away from her as he said, "I guess you mean the bad girls in school."
"Some people have a lot of sexual hunger and some people don't." Lorelei said in a reflective way.
"I know that I have a lot of sexual hunger."
"Then don't you think that you should find a girl for yourself who also has-a lot of sexual hunger?"
Howie pulled away from his stepmother and he picked up the phone. Dialling a number that he already knew, he waited for it to ring a few times and then he said, "Hello, Linda? This is Howie."
It was obvious that the boy listened for a moment and then said, "I called to apologize to you and to ask you if you'll go with me to dinner on Saturday evening!"
Lorelei looked up at the ceiling. She knew that she had done a good job with the boy.
When he was off the phone she smiled at him as he said, "I'm sorry. I know that it was rude of me to do that. But I felt that I had to make that call right at that moment!"
"I'm glad you made that call!" she said. "It made me feel good to, hear it."
Then, with the naked eighteen-year-old boy's arm around her shoulder, she said, "I have a notion that boys who don't like loose girls are boys who don't think much of themselves. It's as if what they're saying is that if a girl is willing to put out then she can't be worth much.
"But by saying that, then they're saying that they're not worth much either!"
But as Howie was listening to that last statement, something else attracted his attention. He realized that both of his younger brothers were standing by the door to the bedroom.
Howie tried to cover over his nakedness and the nakedness of the beautiful blonde woman. The boy's face was red and he was absolutely frantic.
He could not understand why, one moment later, all three of them were laughing merrily at his expense.
"What? What's going on?" Howie asked, getting a little angry.
"I suppose I forgot to tell you that I had already fucked with both of your brothers, Howie!"
Howie's eyes widened as he looked at his beautiful stepmother and then he looked at the two handsome teenaged boys. For a moment he felt jealous that his younger brothers had managed to get at Lorelei before he did. But soon enough he was laughing along with the rest of the family.
And when Lorelei winked at the two younger boys, they started to pull off their clothes so that they could all join in on an orgy.
Lorelei was in charge of organizing everything. She placed Bud at her pussy. Since he was the youngest and had been the first one she had fucked with, she felt that he should get the first crack at her pussy during their orgy.
His broad young cock was pressing into her juicy hole. Since she had just been fucked by Howie it was simple enough for her to take in the younger boy's dick.
Bud felt the walls of moist flesh parting with the intrusion of his cock. And he could feel the way that the contact with the pussy was making his cock nice and warm.
Skip was a little surprised by Lorelei's plan for him. She wanted to have that boy fucking her ass hole. But he had never even heard of such a thing.
She placed him in the right position and she handed him some of her hand cream and told him to use his instincts and his imagination.
Then she turned her attention to Howie and she placed her lips around his broad cock head and sucked in the entire length of his hard meat.
As she was sliding her face back and forth on Howie's fuck-pole she could feel the hard cock of Skip pressing against the crack of her ass.
Then when Skip found her tight anal opening he pushed forward and thought that it was going to be completely impossible to do.
His flared cock head "entered her tight anus with a pop and then he found that the rest was pretty simple.
Since Bud was already fucking in and out of the woman's pussy, he was actually helping his brother's ass fucking efforts. Each time that Bud would push his cock forward and ram the whole length up into the pussy, he would also be pushing the woman backwards onto his brother's dick.
So that soon enough Lorelei had both of the cocks inside of her body. And she could fee! the hard dicks both ramming against the center of her body.
In fact, when Bud rammed his cock in at the same time that Skip rammed his cock into her, she could feel each cock rubbing on a different side of the thin membrane that was inside of her body and she could feel them ramming into each other and threatening to rip the membrane apart.
But she knew that it would not rip apart. Lorelei knew that this was what her body had been made for. She wanted to have all of these cocks shoving into her at the same time.
And while all of this was happening she never stopped moving her lips back and forth along the hard cock that was so luscious in her mouth.
And then she felt Bud's cock expanding out even thicker than it already was. It was filling up her pussy and pushing her cunt flesh wide apart.
The boy's soft patch of pubic hairs were rubbing up against her own blonde pussy hairs as he slammed into her as hard as he could.
And then that slam made her whole body tense up. Skip, who was fucking in and out of the woman's ass hole, felt the wonderful tightening of the woman's anal opening.
That tightening was draining the juice right out of his body.
And when both of the younger boys were ramming their cocks and shooting their juices into the woman's body, her tongue and her lips went wild on the older boy's cock.
Soon there was a load of juice that was spilling down Lorelei's throat and she was swallowing it up as fast as she could.
The young woman had always dreamed of just such a life. A life in which she would have young and ready cocks that would be able to service her as much as she wanted to have them.
She was swallowing the cum that was dribbling quickly down her throat and she could feel the cum that was splashing up into her ass and the cum that was shooting up her pussy.
And then she heard a voice saying, "What the hell is this?"
"Father!" Howie cried out in a weak voice, breathless because his stepmother was swallowing down all of his juice.
Each of the three boys hurriedly got disengaged from the woman's body and they all pulled away nervously and tried to grab for their clothes.
"Stay right where you are," Richmond commanded.
The man was still in his business suit and he had his attache case at his side. He had come home early as a surprise for his young bride. But the surprise was 'more than he had expected.
His face was red and she could see that he was completely livid and furious.
"I will divorce you!" he screamed when he noticed that Lorelei was the only person in the room who was perfectly calm.
"Don't be silly, honey. I'm leaving here anyway." Lorelei said.
"You can't leave!" Bud cried out impulsively.
Richmond came forward and was about to strike Bud, but suddenly Skip and Howie stood up and pushed their father back. It was the first time that the three brothers had acted as a unit, the first time that two of them had acted to protect the third one.
And that was what told Lorelei that it would be alright for her to leave the family. She knew that she had done all that she could do for them.
Richmond was shocked by the rude rebuff that he had received from his own sons and he looked back at Lorelei. "What sort of evil have you been working around here?"
"It's called love, honey. You ought to try it sometime. It works wonders and these boys were starved for it."
She began to put on her clothes as she continued, "It was seeing what you had done to your three sons that really made me see the kind of man you were.
"I don't care if you didn't want these boys and if you didn't like them. But as a father you had no business to let them know about that!"
"I see that you gave them plenty of love!" Richmond said sarcastically.
"I like the physical delights of pleasure and love. And these boys are all as good as you are at giving me that. But they also have the potential to grow up and be wonderful, loving men. You are past that potential now."
Lorelei pulled up her panties and she looked the man in the face as she said, "In other words, honey, You are a lost cause!"
Although the boys were all heartbroken at losing the woman, the end of the story was not all that sad.
Since the boys all gave evidence at the divorce proceeding that made their father out to sound like a liar, Lorelei was awarded a wonderful settlement. In fact, it was enough of a settlement so that each time Richmond would threaten to cut one of the boys off financially, that son could threaten to go to Lorelei for money.
And now that the boys were all friendly, Richmond could no longer threaten to cut one out of his will and leave his money to the other two. The boys had made a pact that they would split-everything evenly anyway and that took away all of the power that their father had wielded over them.
But there was something that was more important than money and it was something that Lorelei had taught to the boys. Each of them knew that there was love in the world and each of them knew that they were worthy of being loved.
Then there was a day ten years later that Lorelei was at the gambling tables of the Yugoslavian island of San Stefen. Now that she was in her early thirties she was even more beautiful.
She had never been one of those trifling beauties. She was a truly elegant beauty and she aged very well. At thirty-four, she was a fabulous and gorgeous woman.
A handsome and suave young man at a nearby table sent his card and a bottle of champagne to Lorelei. When she turned to wink at the young man, she found that he was in his middle twenties and he had some brown hair that fell across his forehead.
Somehow he was strangely familiar. When she looked at the card, she saw that it said, "Augustus Newberry".
Lorelei furrowed her brows and said, "Augustus?"
And a voice from behind her said, "Why do you think they called me Skip?"
She looked up just as he was leaning down and their lips met in a kiss that was so sensual that it even shocked the people on San Stefen.
They were each barely smiling, but they knew that they were happy looking at each other. He moved a little closer to her and said, "I've been looking for you!"
"For ten years?" she asked, startled.
His hand was on her shoulder and he looked into her eyes as he asked, "Can't we go someplace and talk?"
She nodded quickly.
As the handsome young man escorted her out of the gambling casino, she knew that all eyes were on them. They made a beautiful couple.
Even though everyone could tell that she was a little older than he was, that didn't seem to matter. His short brown hair was still a little bit shaggy on the forehead, and that gave him a boyish look that contrasted to the elegant and worldly look that Lorelei had refined even further.
"Isn't it funny!" he remarked. "The last time that I saw you, I was sixteen and you were twenty-four and you seemed like such a wicked woman for seducing me. But now that I'm twenty-six and can take care of myself, it all seems very right!"
Lorelei smiled and looked out at the view of the Adriatic. Then she leaned against the terrace and said, "Now tell me about that line that you pulled on me!"
The young man's face grew very Serious as he said, "Maybe I haven't been looking for you for ten years. But there were times over the years, times when I would find a woman and like her and then feel disappointed in what I had found, and those times I would think of you
"Maybe they were all girls and what I really needed was a woman!"
"And what happens," Lorelei asked, "If you feel disappointed now that you have found me again?"
He moved closer to her and said, "Then tomorrow I shall just have to go out and look for someone else!"
When the young man embraced her Lorelei remembered a curious thing. She remembered the time that the boy had fucked her ten years earlier and she remembered the contented feeling that she had had in her pussy.
Ten minutes later the two of them were up in Lorelei's room and they were drinking champagne.
His dinner jacket fell away and her gown unzipped. Then they were rolling over and over on the large and luxurious bed. But somehow the bed was not large enough. Soon the two of them were on the fur rug that covered the floor.
And when they were naked together and he was pressing her in his arms and rubbing his face against her smooth flesh, he asked, "Do you remember the first time that we ever fucked?"
She nodded and he could feel the movement of her reply. She remembered the way that the young boy had been crying for joy, the joy of knowing that someone loved him and that a beautiful woman was holding him very tightly.
He slipped his cock into her pussy and then she felt him ramming in and out of her hot hole.
Through all of the intervening years, she had been fucked so many times by so many men, and yet there was something familiar about this.
Even though this was a man of twenty-six who was worldly and experienced, the woman could still remember the inexperienced boy he had been at sixteen. He had been a boy who was full of hatred and she had taught him how to love.
Now he was back, returning that love to her and now she was the one who was weeping.
