Psychologists have stated that man is driven by forces from deep within his body. The first most important force, or drive, is that for water. Man can not live but a few days without water to sustain him. The second most important drive is that of food. It is plain to see that if man is to survive, he must have food and water. The third most important drive possessed by man is the sex drive.
This third drive, the sex drive, was referred to in the Bible when God spoke to Adam and Eve and told them to go forth and multiply. God created man and then from his rib, he created Eve. God never meant for man to live alone and He never meant for woman to live alone. God created both male and female.
This is all fine and dandy if the world lived up to what God made and intended. However, with the high divorce rate, men and women are left alone to roam the face of this earth. What are they to do when their partner had left for one reason or another, either through death or divorce.
One thing to be noted from the Bible is that God created woman from the side of Adam. He did not take a foot bone to imply that woman has to be lower than man, nor did He take woman from the head bone of Adam implying woman should be higher than man. God created woman from Adam's side which should imply that woman is equal to man, to stand side by side with him.
Add God's creation of woman to the psychiatrists view of the natural drives and no other conclusion can be possible than that a woman had an equal sex drive with that of a man. This may be questioned by quite a few, but the facts stand.
This is the story of a woman, Dottie, who was so hurt mentally by men that she decided to take out her strong sex drive, her desire to be loved on other humans and animals. Since she had no tendencies to become a lesbian, which the Bible clearly rules against, she had little alternative than to take a special liking for young men, much younger men ... as a matter of fact, little boys.
Dottie had no fear of little boys. They could do her no harm. She could not possibly become emotionally involved with them since they were so immature. Not one little boy had the qualities she craved, security, love, a lasting relationship. They were little friends to satisfy her basic sex drive. With little boys there could be no lasting complications like marriage. There was such an age difference there was no way possible to prolong a relationship. She had children of her own, so nobody would ever suspect what actually went on in her home. What mother would expect her son to visit a sixteen-year-old girl and have an affair with her mother? No one who had ever seen the sixteen-year-old girl.
Dottie did not always have access to little boys. So, being alone so much of the time, she acquired a German shepherd dog for her protection. The dog proved to be more than protection to the single woman. He was a devoted friend, too.
Dottie was a shrewed woman. She knew very good and well her young friends would mature, so she kept one man, a good man, stashed in reserve. Until she needed this older man, she kept her sexual drive occupied with the young, the sturdy, the ready, willing, and able.
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Chapter One
"Oh, God, that feels good," Ben moaned, rotating his pelvis with his cock sunk deep in Dottie's cunt.
She moaned happily while her hands groped up and down his heavy, hairy thighs. She did not especially like this upside down position, but if Ben did, that was all that counted. She was so madly in love anything he asked her to do was fine with her.
She felt Ben's stiff cock rotate gently inside her wet, swollen twat as he clamped his arms around her legs and breathed heavily against her feet. His cock felt hard and strong being pushed in from this slipped-down sixty-niner position. His prick bent one way and her snatch the other, so putting his cock in while they were face to foot made his cock dig tightly against her soft, smooth vaginal walls. m "Is my cock in far enough?" he asked, breathing heavily.
She moaned her contentment. She gyrated her pelvis slowly and deliberately so as not to lose the shoved-in cock. She clamped her twat muscles tightly around his thumping prick and rotated around and around. She missed the hearty thrusts of his cock up her twat, but in this position, all she could do was gyrate and sweat. She felt his burning balls rub against her fluttering clit as they both circled around and around.
She felt his pelvis push hard against hers as both circled in slow motion. She clung to his hairy legs and gently pumped her pussy up to his slowly gyrating cock. She thought she would go mad with desire for his cock, but he kept the motions slow and deliberate. Her heart pumped blood to her ringing ears. Her jutting titties tingled in lustful craving to be massaged and kissed. Her body reeked of hot sweat bubbles as Ben just kept rotating his cock in her hairy twat. Around and around he went. His thumping cock stretched her vaginal opening to where she got a burning sensation, more than a torridly hot, madly stabbing, humping one. She felt the slobber of her running juices coat her hot box. The squishing, sloshing noises of their cock-cunt connection thrilled her. She was absorbed into this big man and his every movement thrilled her. Her passions zoomed upward to the heights of love. He was rotating tightly in her heated, leaking tunnel, around and around. She felt so hot and flustered she thought she would scream, but bit her lip instead.
Her squished clit twitched rigidly as it was hit steadily with his full, stuffed ovals as they wallowed in the slippery, slick juice as it trickled out of her twat. She lathered his nuts and her crack as her steaming hole bubbled with glee.
She felt his slow rotations and went wild! God, if he would only plunge into her slobbering cunt and stab and thrust and jolt her! She tingled as the sparks of passion and wanton lust built within her longing body. She felt the craving, good, hot feeling in her lower gut. Her titties stood rigidly tall on large, round circles of passionate pink flesh. Her body steamed with delight. Her head rolled as she clung to his muscular thighs and felt the steady circling of his stiff cock.
And it was over! She felt his hot cream gurgle out of her splattered twat and bathe her hot crack. He was done and she was pitched so high she doubted if she would ever come down. She was completely unsatisfied!
She felt him heavy on her belly and gasped for air. She tingled with passion for this man. She had told him to keep his cock inside her hot hole after he shot his wad, so he did. He lay heavy on her pelvis driving her wild. She felt his jerking cock bang and throb against the clutching walls of her vagina .. . and that was all. She loved the heat of his thick cream as it oozed out around her vaginal opening, but for the first time in years, she did not have an orgasm!
She was so depressed, yet her passions soared madly. What had happened to them? She loved Ben with all her heart and soul but something was wrong. He had got his load dumped, and she was miserable with wild lust.
She felt him crawl off of her body and hand her a glob of paper towels as he wiped the thick cum from his wilted pirck. She stuck the paper towels between her legs and lay on the bed, unsatisfied and tingling with lust.
She watched the dark man crawl down from the overcab bed in the camper. Oh, how she loved him! Her heart felt pangs of hurt. This was the first time he hadn't made her cum before he did. Oh, he had gone through the same ritual of eating her out and building her passions to the limit. Then he couldn't hold back, so he had slipped on down her legs and stuffed in his thumping, blood-gorged cock, backwards and dumped his creamy load.
"Come on and get dressed," he said unemotionally, putting his pants on.
"This's our time limit for tonight?" she asked.
"I gotta get home. I told you we could only be together for a little while."
Ben washed his face in the camper sink to get rid of all of her heavy, womanly smells and toweled dry.
"Why, if you don't love her, do you act like a trained seal? You know how much I love you. You won't take me anyplace, not even for a drink."
"I told you from the beginning not to love me. I told you this was just a little on the side. I've never lied to you nor led you on. You know that. Now I gotta go. Let me fasten your bra so you can get out of here," he said in a rush.
"Can't you ever get away for a weekend so we could make love all day and all night? So you don't love me. I love you. I've never asked you for a thing. I've taken chances that any sane person wouldn't. For you. For you I would do anything. You know that. I can't help it if I've fallen in love with you. We could go away, just for a weekend, and swim and fuck and have a ball."
"I can't get away without her hearing about it. You know that. You couldn't, either. What would you tell your kids? No. That's impossible. Come on. Hurry up. I gotta get home."
"Are you gonna call again?" she asked, shoving one leg in her long pants. She felt to see if the creases ran down the front of her pants. It would not do to go home with her pants on backwards and in the darkness of the camper she had to feel.
"Don't I always call you?" he asked impatiently.
"Next time can we go someplace?" she asked.
"I might be seen. And why should I take you anyplace? I don't have to."
Dottie was shocked.
"Maybe some other time I'll take you someplace," he said, trying to pass over his blunder.
"What do you mean, you 'don't have to'?" she asked hotly.
"I didn't mean that. Just a slip of the tongue," he said and laughed his delicious, low chuckle.
"You said what you meant. You don't have to take me anyplace and butter up to me because I'm a cheap, quick fuck for you."
"Why should I pay for it if I don't have to?" he said, slapping her on the ass. "Come on, I really gotta go."
"You just blew it, you know," she said, heartbroken.
He shrugged bis shoulders in the darkness. She could see his unconcerned movement against the lights of the city in the background.
She stepped out of the hot camper into the coolness of the night and the freshness of the air filled her shocked head. The crunch of the stiff paper towels between her legs irritated her clit.
"I'll call," he said, walking around to the cab of the truck.
"Don't bother," she said as she stormed off to her car.
"You'll come with me again. You know you like the fucking just as much as I do. I'll call you." He jumped into the truck and drove off into the night.
Dottie got into her car and sat stunned. She looked at the sparkling city lights below her, off the mountain. She should have known. He told her. Time and time again he told her not to fall in love with him. He told her he didn't love anybody.
He told her!
What else could she expect? She cried her pangs of lost love. So she meant nothing to him. After five years of fucking, nothing. She had risked her home, her reputation, her everything for this man whom she loved so much. For what? To be told she was a cheap screw. He had to have some feelings for her. She realized he didn't. Her husband of a few years back had no feelings. It was possible for a man to be completely immune to emotions of any kind.
She she'd picked another loser. Big deal. She ought to be used to that by now. Her taste in men had proven shitty over the years. But, damn it, she loved Ben! He had picked her up when she was so depressed from her divorce. She had thought nobody would ever love her again. She had been on the brink of disaster when Ben had come along with his sparkling, blue eyes and wide grin. He had been devilish and daring and bold. He had loved her and fucked her and made her world right again, even though she knew he was married.
She had clung to him for dear life. He was her life. She adored him with all the love she had in her. He was the most wonderful thing that had happened to her in a long time. He was carefree and wild. He never talked of troubles. He was free as a bird of any and all inhibitions. He was beautiful!
Now he was gone!
Oh, they'd had fights before about one trivial or another, but he had never smacked her side the head with her being a cheap fuck. That hurt! Her heart sobbed as the tears gushed down her face.
She knew she had asked for it all the way down the line. It was wrong to screw a married man. She had loved him so much she had blocked his wife and kids right out of the picture. She had no guilt after a while about sneaking off to meet him whenever or wherever he said. She had not been fed a line. She had just come to depend upon this man for her emotional releases.
So, she got what she deserved, she guessed. But it was hard to take. She sobbed alone in the night like she had so many times before Ben had come into her life. Alone again. She couldn't ever face him again or fuck him again knowing what he thought of her. He'd been so blunt! She trembled in her agony.
What she needed was a good, stiff drink, and she didn't drink. This was one time she intended to get absolutely smashed on her ass. She had every reason to get so drunk the hurt would go away, at least for a while.
She wiped her bloodshot eyes and drove down the mountain and stopped at the first bar she came to. She dragged her butt inside and plunked down on a bar stool. She ordered a tall screwdriver. More orange juice and less booze. She wasn't sure of herself when she drank.
The guy next to her flipped out a bill to pay for her drink.
"Thanks," she mumbled.
"You look like you've just lost your best friend," he said softly.
"I did," she muttered.
"Life can't be that bad. Come on and play some music," he pushed a couple of quarters in front of her.
Tears welled up in her eyes. Ben never bought her a drink or gave her the money to put into the juke box. After all the times she had fucked him, he still wouldn't part with a dime. God, he must really think she was fuckin' trash.
She took the money and stood in front of the juke box. Her eyes were so full of tears she couldn't see to read the names of the tunes. She felt the man beside her.
"Let's play this one, and this one, and this ..." he said, trying to help her. He slid his arm around her waist and led her back to the bar.
"Would you like to sit at a table and talk to me?" he asked, putting his hand over hers.
She shook her head in despair. What was there to talk about? Nothing. She couldn't tell this man what a dumb, stupid, emotional shithead she was. She couldn't even admit to herself how absolutely dense she had been, to have been used for so long and have enjoyed every minute of it. How dumb can one person be? She was the shining example of stupidity! She certainly didn't want anybody else to know how ignorant she was.
The guy talked to her and bought her another drink. He said his name was Ray and he was getting a divorce. He rattled on and on to her deaf ears. He kept buying her drinks and talking to her until finally he got through to her.
She was slightly tipsy, but not enough that she didn't know what was going on. She just couldn't vwalk and the world was sort of foggy.
"If I may ask, what do you expect from me? You're buying me all these drinks. What do you want? You think I'm going home with you so you can have a piece of ass and get your rocks off?"
Ray leaned on his elbows on the bar. "No. I don't expect a thing. I just thought you needed a friend."
"Like hell! You wanna fuck. All you men are alike. Shit, all you think about is fuck, fuck, fuck! I know! Just ask me! I know men!"
"You're drunk. Let me take you home." His voice was low and soft.
"Why? I've got kids at home and you are in no way gonna fuck me in front of my kids! What the hell do you think I am a cheap screw?" she blubbered through tears.
Ray put his strong arms around her wracking shoulders and pulled her from the bar stool and dragged her staggering ass out the back door of the bar.
She struggled against him to no avail. He was strong for his fifty-five years. She felt herself being dragged to his car and pushed in and strapped in. She couldn't get the damned seat belts off no matter how hard she tried. She knew enough to be slightly frightened when he got into the car beside her and started the motor.
She cussed him up and down all the way to his apartment. He was a dirty, rotten sonofabitch and he wasn't going to get into her panties! She'd had enough of that crap. She was going to join a nunnery in the morning.
She felt dragged into his apartment and thrown on his couch. She heard the clank of dishes and pans in his kitchen. What the hell was this? She smelled the aroma of bacon and eggs and brewing coffee.
She passed out in a drunken stupor.
She woke from her sleep from time to time and found she had been put to bed between clean sheets. She felt Ray's warm body next to hers and passed out again.
She woke enough to know the man was hugging her tightly to his naked body. She dozed again as his hand caressed her jutting titties, still fully clothed.
The next time she woke, she was sick. He helped her to the bathroom and held her head while her body wracked and spasmed as she vomited in the toilet. She felt him take off her clothes and stick her in the shower. She blubbered and sputtered at the cold water as it drenched her, her new hair-do, her naked body. God, she was reeling and angry at him. She felt the thick towel wrapped around her naked body and she was led back to the bedroom.
She was hugged and caressed and kissed by this man and then she passed out again.
The rest of the night was full of dreams for her. She saw Ben with his devilish grin looking at her naked body. She felt his hot face on her belly, inching down, down, down to her damp pussy. She trembled and shook at his hot breath scorching into her burning, hungry crotch. She felt her bubbling, swollen twat clamp tightly onto his spearing tongue. She heaved her naked breasts for his hands to hold.
Her breasts heaved in her gasping, loving breath. She tingled with passion and love for him. She spread her legs farther apart for his licking tongue. She tingled as she felt the hotness of his tanned face in her craving crotch. Her darling Ben had come back to her! She felt his tongue flicking her wildly twitching clit. Her hips rotated passionately under him as he stuffed his wiggling tongue into her clutching, spastic snatch. She felt the hot nibbles of his teeth on her spastic clit and quaked with joy! Her juices started to flow in wild anticipation of a lovely fuck. Her lover would eat his fill at her dribbling, soft, velvety twat and then fuck her.
She swayed as his strong arms encircled her thighs. His fingers pulled her simmering labia wide apart as he buried his fevered face in her softly damp crotch. She felt his tongue lap up her trickling love juices. She melted into heavenly bliss at his flicking tongue.
Her hands reached eagerly for his hard, thumping cock. She felt his soft-skinned testicles and trembled at the velvetiness of his gorged ovals. She felt his pulsating cock throb in her warm, loving hands. His torridly throbbing cock radiated his heat clear through her warm, loving body.
She pressed her full, moist lips to her lover's purplish cockhead and nibbled hotly. She tremored in heated passion at the savory taste of his sweet, lubricating juices as she smeared his pulsating cockhead with her thick, warm saliva and his oils. She slipped his swollen cockhead into her hot mouth and sucked his love organ softly and lovingly. She tingled as her passions mounted to soaring heights.
She whisked her hot tongue up and down the heavy veins of his beating cock. She nuzzled into the softness of his balls and smelled his heavy, masculine odors. She nippled at his pubic hair and eagerly went back to his gorged balls. His skin was so silky smooth and bloated with hot, scorching cum, pent up and ready to blast off. Her hot mouth nibbled up the under side of his hard cock. She licked and kissed his most tender spot on the underside of his cock, just below his throbbing cockhead.
She felt him squirm with excitement as his face burrowed into her drippy, squishy crotch. She slipped his beating, pulsing cockhead into her hot, saliva-filled mouth and sucked passionately as she flicked his pee-hole with her rapidly flicking tongue. She shook with desire as she pulled his cock into her mouth, lapping and loving it.
She felt his hot hands on her jutting breasts and trembled with love for Ben. His heavy fingers flicked her nipples to rigidness as his hot, smacking mouth sucked her fiery liquids from her bubbling, steaming twat.
She felt his thick cockhead punch gently at the back of her throat. She hungrily cocked her head back to take his love organ deep into her tight throat. She felt him plunge down her esophagus. His warm balls smeared over her face. Her neck pulsated with the throbbing of his stuffed in cock. She felt him retract his prick and she eagerly swallowed his hard, blood-filled prick again and again. She soared to heavenly bliss at the warmth of his throbbing cock pulsating in her neck. Her head reeled in ecstasy. She felt prickles of passionate heat mount in her body. The good, neat, sexy feeling in her lower belly roared until she exploded her rush of hot, steaming, gurgling cum into Ben's mouth.
Her hips rotated rapidly as her thighs closed hotly against the sides of his head. She punched her hot, slobbery pussy up tight against his sucking mouth and felt the glory of being consumed by the man she loved! Her thick, love juice coated his face and trickled down her asscrack! Her hot twat spasmed, clenched, clamped onto his stabbing, wiggling tongue! She felt his hot face dig into her love nest and slurp up all of her free flowing juices.
All the while his eager, explosive cock punched up and down her throat. She felt him retract his beating cock and spray his hot, pent-up, cock juice into her mouth. She loved the taste of his rich, savory juice and swallowed hungrily. She devoured every last drop of his cum juice and flicked her hot tongue around and around his wilting cockhead. Her tongue slipped into the velvety softness of his foreskin to flick up tiny droplets of his juice.
She buried her face in his steaming crotch and kissed his sated balls. Tenderly, she licked all the spilled jism from the soft cracks and creases of his balls. She relished every drop of her lover's tasty cum. It made her a part of him to swallow his luscious, delicious juices. Part of him was in her and part of her was in him.
They clung to each other in heated passion. And that was only the beginning of her dream.
Ben's cock was hard again, snubbed to her eagerly clutching snatch. She felt his thick, curly pubic hair tickle against hers. Her arms went around his thick, masculine shoulders as he pressed his hot face to her smooth neck.
She flinched at the scorching heat of his cock as it inched into her eagerly clamping love tube. She felt his throbber push all the way up to her womb. His heavy throbs ricocheted through her bottom as his lovely balls pressed and wallowed into her slick, steaming asscrack. Her tits were pressed tightly by his heavy chest. The thick, curly hair on his full chest tormented her nipples to ecstasy.
She felt his inward, outward, inward, outward movements as he socked a fuck to her clamoring twat. She felt like a woman completely consumed by her love for Ben. He pushed his beating, throbbing cock up inside her and he shot off his heavy load of spurting cum to flood her love tunnel.
She thrilled at the lovely, warm feeling of ecstasy as his warm, thick cream washed her twat with heated fluid. She adored satisfying her lover. She held him close to her heaving breasts. The only way she could tell he was satisfied was by the thick gush of his sperm. He never grabbed or scratched. His moans were soft, almost inaudable to her ringing ears.
Probably from years of fucking his wife while the children were in the next room.
His fucking was so sweet, so exquisite, so warm! She melted at his every touch. Her heart flamed with love and her snatch gurgled with passion. Ben was her man! Even if he was married, that didn't count. His marriage could in no way measure up to the lovely, stolen moments he made love to her. She quivered in her sleep and her pelvis moved against the bed in love gyrations.
Then like a blast from hell came the loud, blustery, vulgar words, "CHEAP FUCK! CHEAP FUCK! I DONT HAVE TO PAY! YOUR CUNT'S ALWAYS THERE FOR ME. YOU'RE A THING ON THE SIDE! I DONT LOVE YOU! NEVER HAVE! CHEAP FUCK! WHY PAY? NO GOOD TRAMP! CHEAP! I'LL CALL WHEN I WANT A PIECE OF ASS! AND YOU'LL COME RUNNING WITH YOUR DRIPPING SNATCH! CHEAP FUCK!"
Dottie raised up in bed, violently sobbing. She felt Ray's soft, warm hands on her shoulders pulling her back down to the smoothness of the sheets. His low voice and his soothing hands lulled her back to sleep ...
Chapter Two
Dottie left Ray's apartment in time to get to work at the motel. Her naked body felt wrenched out from the mental strain of being put down so severely by her lover. Ray had soothed some of the pain by his loving caresses. His warm hands had felt so lovely on her naked tits as he had massaged her so lovingly and tenderly the night before.
Today was another day. Her wonderful Ben made her heart bleed with pain at his harsh rejection. She struggled through the day without giving her children a thought. She had never stayed away all night before, but she wasn't thinking straight, so concern for her kids didn't cross her mind. She was so engulfed in her own misery that she barely was aware of her routine chores at the motel and when she was done. She merely nodded her good-bye and drove home to her mobile home.
She was confronted by two very upset children when she got home. Her sixteen-year-old daughter
Karen was in hysterical tears. Fourteen-year-old Tom was pacing with bloodshot eyes. He was too much of a man to cry, but the eyes showed he was very upset!
Her heart warmed as she held her two beloved children close to her heart. She cried with them, out of her thoughtlessness and the welled up pain in her aching body. She snuggled the two children to her full bosom and kissed them as she told them how sorry she was for being so neglectful of them. She felt so mournful about Ben that she hurt all over. She felt like she would vomit. The love of her children made her feel so guilty, yet continually loved. She glowed in their loving hugs and wet tears. She promised never to scare them again as she patted them both on the ass and went to the kitchen to have a smoke.
She had to pull herself together. She was a grown woman and past the young love stage and the broken heart bit. She had to convince herself of that.
"You know what we ought to do? We ought to redecorate this dumpy place." Dottie had to get involved in something and her work was not enough. Maybe if she and the kids got really with it and involved in something she could forget Ben. It was worth a try, anything was.
The three of them sat together in the kitchen making plans for the redecorating process. Sixteen-year-old Karen suggested making a rug out of scraps of carpeting and stapling the squares to the floor.
Dottie had never seen or heard of what she was talking about, but agreed. She was too tired of everything to protest anything and that project sounded like it would keep her occupied for a long time. Besides, the idea of having her mobile home crammed full t]f young people might just snap her out of her depression. Karen had boyfriends who seemed to just crawl out of the walls, so they would all help in the cutting of the carpet. Young Tom's friends were always looking for something to do, so she would have a trailer full of young, vibrant kids, all enthusiastic. Maybe that was what she needed right now, youth and vibrance.
The kids felt better now that she was home and the mobile home buzzed with the usual phone calls and now the excited plans for the mobile home floor. Dottie sipped coffee and tried to get with the program of exuberance and forget Ben.
His words kept coming back to her and ringing in her ears. Cheap fuck, easy score, easy, loose fuck, cheap, easy, screw-nut. She thought her ears would ring off her head. She came back to reality when Karen and Tom left in the car to go to the carpet factory to get pieces to start the crazy, patchwork carpeting.
Now she was more alone than ever. Ben wouldn't call. It was too early for him to sneak out of the house. She wouldn't speak to him ever again, anyway! She thought she would break and crumble into tiny pieces of heart-broken body crumbles. She was sick to her stomach.
A voice sounded from the open sliding glass door.
"Mrs. Miller, is Karen at home?" It was George speaking.
Dottie shook her head and invited him in. She knew she was in for a trying time for George was madly in love with Karen and Karen was in love with nobody. Dottie had been through this before with young George. His young tears, his anxious hopes to marry Karen, his broken heart when she went out with another guy. Dottie had talked to George and listened to his heart breaking tale of woe so many times before. She didn't need George's problems now. She had her own sad tale.
George walked into the mobile home and sat quietly a distance from Dottie. He wrung his young hands in despair. He said nothing. His short, blond hair fell slightly over his smooth, young face as he sat looking like an altar boy, so pure and saintly.
"She and her brother went to get some pieces of carpeting. They have a wild idea of something to do with the floor. I'm so sick of the way this place looks."
George sighed with relief. At least his beloved Karen wasn't out with another guy. George relaxed slightly, not much. He said nothing.
"So how've you been, George?" Dottie asked, for lack of anything more stimulating to say. She did have trouble communicating with the youngster because he was so shy and quiet and withdrawn.
He shrugged his skinny, young shoulders and smiled weakly at her.
Oh, God. Now what should she say to the kid. He didn't have much to talk about. He liked to come over and sit worshipfully looking at energetic Karen. Just to look at her and take scraps of her friendship like a dog begging at the table seemed enough for George. He couldn't bring himself to say much to Karen and he had already talked to Mrs. Miller about his love-sick condition. Dottie guessed he would just sit there and wait for her daughter to come home. This made Dottie slightly uncomfortable. She didn't know what to do or say to the kid to make him feel more at ease and she was suffering herself.
"Do you and Karen have a date?" she asked, stiffly.
He shook his head.
"You don't date her much, do you?" Dottie asked.
"I don't want to be a pest," he managed to say.
"Well, if you want her so badly, you've got to go after her, you know."
"I don't know how. I'm really kinda dumb. I don't mean in school. With girls." He moved uneasily.
"You've already told me you're in love with her.
Have you told her?"
He shook his head. "I can't. I can't even get up the courage to hold her hand even if I do take her out."
He shook his head. "I've never had a girl friend before and I've never kissed one, either." He blushed fiery red under his blond locks of hair.
"It's not painful."
"I know, I guess, but I can't take no for an answer," he said, twitching nervously.
"Well, you never ask a girl if you can kiss her. Just do it. See, if you ask her, that gives her a chance to refuse. If you just do it, it's done."
"She might not like it. I mean, I don't know how to kiss a girl. I don't really know what to do. I want to kiss her, I really do. I love her. I just can't stand to be put down. She's so pretty," he said worshipfully.
"Well, how do you know you'd be put down? Karen isn't going to hurt your feelings and put you down. You know her better than that."
"I know. But, I'd really like her to like my kisses. I'd bungle it. I just can't..."
"Karen doesn't expect a Don Juan. After all she's just a girl."
George shook his head. His Karen wasn't just a girl, she was a goddess. She was a China doll to be put up on a pedestal and worshipped. Karen was so very special.
Dottie broke into laughter. "Let me tell you something. If you decide to kiss Karen, don't do it like my first boyfriend. He kissed straight on and nearly broke my nose. You know you sort of tilt your head to the side so you both don't have broken noses, know what I mean? I was so astonished and in love I wouldn't tell him he hurt my nose with his kisses. I wouldn't have said a word to him about my nose or he might not have kissed me again. The next boyfriend I had kissed better," Dottie said, remembering her days of innocence and youth. She smiled a warm smile. Youth is so precious. Here she was old, used, abused, and nearly worn out. How wonderful and painful was the first love. She glowed as she remembered.
"I'll probably never even get around to kissing her. I wish she'd kiss me," he said wistfully.
"She won't. You'll have to take the initiative. After all, if you want her to be your wife, you'll want to be the man of the house and have something to say about things. If you're gonna be stopped by not even kissing her, what and how're you gonna marry her? You've got to go after what you want and be a man about it."
"I'm scared of her," he said, bouncing from one asscheek to the other.
"Why? She doesn't bite. Really, George, you're gonna have to get with it. While you sit and love her, she's going out with other guys. Now. you've got to ask her out and have some guts about you."
"I don't wanna cramp her style," he said softly.
"If you wanna marry her, that's gonna cramp her style. Or are you just gonna let her go out on you while you stay at home and pray shell come back? George, you've got to not be afraid to try. I really like you and I think you're so nice and considerate and thoughtful. You buy her presents. You take her to the store. You're just one, nice decent guy. But, you're gonna have to have more confidence in yourself!"
"I guess I'd just as soon keep it this way. At least she hasn't said for me to go away. I'll just do what she asks and hang around," he said nervously.
"Just hang around and watch some other guy beat your time. George, where are your guts?" she asked. She really felt for the sixteen-year-old boy. She knew the hurt and insecurity of young love, although she herself was in her late thirties. She could remember back when a kiss was the most important thing in the world. The big question was whether to kiss on the first date, or if holding hands was a sign of going steady. She had long since been so innocent.
Now her big deal was whose face was she going to get into her hungry twat? Her lover had insulted her to the point of complete humiliation. She was lost in a world of being alone and unloved. She hated to see poor George in such excruciating pain. She patted the couch next to her and urged George to come sit next to her.
George was an extremely obedient child. He was well mannered and wouldn't dream of disobeying bis elders. Such a sweet boy.
Dottie put her hand over his young, firm hand and felt the warmth.
"Don't pull away! How do you ever think you're going to get anyplace by flinching at a touch?"
"What're you gonna do?" he asked quietly. His voice shook.
"Just relax, George. I'm gonna help you," she said, taking his hand again.
She smiled as he didn't pull away. She felt his young hand shake as she touched him.
"Now, is that so painful?" she asked, stroking his hand and trickling her fingers up into the silky hair of his arm.
He shook his head as he looked at her with wide, blue eyes. He was terrified and quaked as he sat.
"Poor baby," she said, softly and hugged him out of genuine concern.
That was it! That was more than he could take! He jumped up from the couch and paced the floor as sweat bubbled on his forehead. He was so nervous he thought he would pass out.
"George! Come back here and sit down," she commanded.
He shook his head and wiped the sweat up through his failing hair.
"Why are you so afraid of touching a person? Do you know that touch is one of the nicest, warmest things in the world. Mothers hold their children to show affection and love. Why are you so afraid to feel the warmth of another person? George, you've got to loosen up and accept touch and affection. I didn't mean anything more than at that moment you were so like my own son who needed a hug. That's all, honey. Come on and sit by me," she said softly.
George hesitated and finally dragged his body back over to the couch.
"Did it hurt you when I hugged you?" she asked.
He shrugged his shoulders. He was so painfully shy and backward. His young body trembled as he sat on the couch watching the mother of his love.
Dottie touched his hand again and traced the young, firm flesh over his knuckles. She liked the feel of his soft, blond hair on his arm. The heat of his young body kindled a fire in her crotch that yearned for more of this young boy.
She leaned over and pressed her mouth against his quivering lips. She pressed his head to the back of the couch. She brushed a kiss across his young, hot lips as she leaned her breasts against his heaving chest.
"Hurt?" she whispered hotly into his ear.
He moaned and tried to get up.
Dottie put her warm hand on his shoulder and gently held him back against the couch as she traced across his lips with her hot, wet tongue. She trembled at the sweetness of his lips. She wished he would stop shaking so. She put her hand to the back of his neck and stroked soothingly as she opened her lips slightly and closed them around his shaking mouth. She felt his whole body quiver in what? Shame, desire, nervousness, a combination of all?
She fejt the delicious warmth of his quaking body as she leaned against him pressing her rigid tits to the young boy's hot chest. She breathed heavily as her moist tongue traced across his smooth, tender lips. She nibbled warmly on his lower Up and sucked ever so gently. She heard his breath heave in and out as she nipped at his young, innocent lips. Her eager tongue slipped into his sweet, hot mouth and tasted of his lovely, young saliva.
She felt his shaking body squirm and slide down slightly on the couch as she kissed him and stroked the back of his throbbing neck. She felt his young heart race against her pressing breasts. She leaned her hip slightly against his lean body as she continued to tongue in his mouth. She trembled at the joy of feeling his young cock hard and strong in his pants.
It was her turn to panic! She had started out to merely teach the kid how to kiss and now she craved his young, luscious body with all her womanly desires. Her snatch felt warm and damp as she pressed her pussy slightly against the young boy's simmering crotch. Slowly her arms encircled the youth's shoulders and neck. He was so warm, so smooth, so soft skinned, like a baby. She heaved in her torridly hot breath while her hands touched both sides of his warm, sweet face. Her eager mouth snugged tight against his quivering one as her tongue traced between his teeth and soft, velvety inner lip. Her tongue touched his and it was as if she were young and tasting his innocence as would a young girl. She tingled passionately like a woman as her tongue explored all the sweet, deliciousness of his young, hot mouth.
Her fingers felt the soft peach-fuzz of the boy's feverish face. She nibbled gently on his lip, restraining, holding back, in agony. Her steaming twat quivered as trickles of her womanly juices bathed her steaming crotch in her love juices. Her nipples poked rigidly against the youngster's hot chest as her heart pounded!
Her hand left his soft, flushed face and felt his heaving chest. She slipped her hand to his waist and up under his T-shirt. Oh, the warmth of his smooth, baby like flesh! She tingled all over as her fingers touched his little nipple and her hand was flat against his slender body, feeling all the lovely, warm, craving desires mount inside her body.
She held back, painfully. Her body screamed for release, a hard fuck, wild, frantic touchings, deep plunges of cock in her eager, spasming cunt. She gasped for breath as she slowly tongued the terrified lad. She felt him shake and try to surpress his heavy breathing as if it were a sin. Every nerve in her body was sparked with hungry cravings. She trembled in desire, but she went slow... agonizingly slow . . . frustratingly slow ...
Her hot hand pressed to the boy's hot waist. She felt him flinch and squirm as she pressed her hip tightly against his and pushed her hand down into his tented pants. Her mouth was over his and her tongue worked his mouth with more fervor.
Breathlessly she inched her hot hand down, down, down inside his Levi's. She felt the soft silkiness of his pubic hair, sparse, but definitely delightful to her touch. She could hardly control herself as she groped for his hot cock. She felt the heat radiate from his crotch as her fingers inched closer to his throbbing, pounding cock. Her eager fingers felt the rigid flesh! She trembled as she wrapped her fingers around the lad's beating, torridly hot cock.
My God, my God, my God!
Her other hand left his soft, warm face and quickly unbuttoned his Levi's. She pushed his protesting hand to the side and got his pants undone. His hot moans left his mouth and were muffled by hers as she tongued the lad. Her eager hands carefully lifted out his precious organ, his sweet, young, hot, rigid cock!
Slow, old girl, slow! Don't act like a maniac! Slow down. He's a virgin kid. Control! Oh, God! She gasped for breath. He felt so warm, so hard, so delicious! She had to see his young, virgin cock. She had to kiss his sweet, hot, thumping prick. God, his cock beat so hard in her hand as she stroked up to his swelled cockhead!
Her hot mouth left his and she inched her fevered face down his flat belly just to the edge of his blond, pubic hair. Her glazed eyes were wide with excitement! Such a sweet, hard, blood-gorged cock! So young. Pumping full of hot, young blood! Raging with hardness! Such thick, bluish veins feeding his throbbing cockhead to a purplish glow! How magnificent! A virgin cock! His lovely, young oval nuts, so hot, so full of young, virile sperm!
She hovered hungrily over the youth's steaming, musky crotch and smelled the delicious aroma of young, hot cock. She felt his hot hands on her back as she gazed at his tall, throbbing, stiff shaft.
She slipped to the floor and crawled between his widespread, shaking legs.
She watched his jerking, virgin cock move as she stroked up and down, ever so slowly. Her other hand caressed his hip and slowly regulated his pelvic movements to and fro, back and forth. Her head reeled in dizzy delight as she watched her hands caress and stroke the youngster's cock. She felt the steam heat soar up to her flushed face. She was in heaven, gazing at the most God-like cock! Majestic, young, hot, hard, innocent! Swollen nuts. Soft, silky pubic hair like a halo surrounding his pricelessly wonderful cock!
Her ass was in hell! Her twitching, damp, craving snatch spasming and crying. Her rigid clit fluttered hungrily. The gentle, urgent flow of her womanly juices flooded her warm crotch. She felt the good feeling low in her belly that meant she was going to have an orgasm. Not yet, please, God, not yet. This was the most wonderful, heavenly moment in her life. She was not ready to let go of it. She adored the spastic tingling, the warm glow, the heated mounting of uncontrollable passions. She wanted to cling to this special moment in her life. Her passion-sparked crotch quivered in the deliciousness of her oozing, hot lubricating fluids. She was never going to hold out. She was going to cum. All her slow, tormenting of the young boy drove her wild with passion. She quivered and shook in joyful craving of the hot, young cock staring her in the face.
She bent her head and tipped his purplish cockhead with a warm kiss. She barely heard his moans over the ringing in her ears. Her hand slid around his ass and held his pelvis lovingly as she opened her full lips and took his madly vibrating cockhead into her mouth. She clamped her lips tightly around his young, vibrant, strong cock and felt the heavy pulsations of blood surging. She inched her hot mouth down the boy's young, virgin cock and thrilled at the hard pulses.of his hard, blood-gorged organ! She trembled and her torridly hot snatch gripped and grabbed as her womanly juices dampened her tickling, quaking crotch.
As her mouth went down farther on George's mumping, throbbing cock, her hand caressed his full balls and felt the soft skin, the velvety skin that held his young, hard.ovals. She glowed and trembled in delight. Her tongue wrapped snugly around his throbber as she sucked. Her hungry mouth tugged and pressed his beating, innocent cockhead tight to the back of her throat. His sweet, virgin, untouched cock tasted so deliciously good to her hot, watering mouth she shook uncontrollably with desire. Her dribbling twat spasmed hotly as she ate his tender, hot, young meat. Her hand caressed his ass while her other hand loved his sweet, tight balls.
Her whole body rocked and reeled in heavenly happiness. Her head swirled in magical bliss. Her tits pressed against the couch as she knelt before her young, innocent cock. Her thighs shook violently. Her juices burst forth in a steady, strong, lovely stream of cum that just kept flowing and flowing and flowing. The deliciously lovely feeling of passion that rushed through her body melted all her fiery nerves to a lulled contentment as she flowed her cum in soothing, pleasurable release. Her cum simmered out of her clutching, grabbing twat in a continuous, endless, warm, lovely flow of musky cream. She felt so wonderfully released and wet as she kept tonguing the boy's delicious cock.
She tasted the first of his trickle of cum and her heart bumed nearly as hot as her oozing, spasming twat. She sucked like a hungry baby on the boy's cock and was rewarded by his heavy, delicious, tasty gush of cum into her mouth and down her throat. She trembled with joy at the young, virile sperm that coated her mouth and slipped down her swallowing throat. Her hands tightened on his ass as she ate his tender, hot, thick cream. Her other hand caressed his soggy balls as she swallowed and gulped in his virgin cream. Her throat felt so warm, so fulfilled, so thickly coated by his heavy release of young cum.
Her head reeled in delight. Her whole body shook with passion. Her wet, squishy slit glowed with warmth of her hot, bubbling cum. She felt his young cock go limp in her mouth and she cried. She wallowed his weak cock around in her saliva to get every last taste of his deliciously lovely cum and wept when his cock fell out of her mouth to lay on his soggy, soft balls.
She buried her face in his steaming, damp crotch and cried. Her tears mixed with the steaming sweat of his crotch. Her hands encircled his waist, felt up his sweaty chest and caressed his lean body. Her tear stained face stayed in his young, sweet crotch. She felt his limp cock press against her cheek and her lips kissed his soggy balls with passion. Her tongue licked each and every small crease of his soft, velvety testicles. Her body burned with a love that was indescribeable. She hugged his pelvis tightly to her tear-wet face and kissed his limp cock.
George was sprawled half on and half off the couch with his clear blue eyes gazing up at the ceiling. His hands were hung limply on his loose arms. His whole body was collapsed as he looked dazed.
Dottie lifted her head from his sweet, damp crotch and crawled up his body. She kissed his tender, warm mouth and hugged him tightly to her breasts.
"Honey, I didn't take your cherry. That's for my daughter to do. I'm sorry I got carried away. I shouldn't have sucked your cock, but you are so young, so delicious, so tantalizing, I couldn't help myself. Really, all I intended to do was show you how to kiss. Please forgive my passions. Please, George...." She put her head down on the lad's sweaty chest and cried.
She felt his big, firm hand pat her tousled hair and his fingers intertwined. He didn't say a word to her, he just laid there looking blankly at the ceiling. His other hand rested on her back and he made no effort to cover his lovely, spent organ. He was in shock. Never had anything like this ever happened to him in his whole sixteen years.
Dottie lay in his arms with her face dripping tears to his damp chest. She couldn't figure what he was thinking. He was so quiet. Almost like he was dead. He was so different from the man she was used to fucking.
She cried a fresh burst of tears. She was humiliated and ashamed of her behavior. And not a word from George. She felt so badly, so wicked, so terrible.
"George, please say something to me. Please!"
she begged, looking at him.
Her world brightened as he smiled and his clear blue eyes focused on her. His young fingers intertwined in her hair.
"What can I say? What you did to me ... was so ... fantastic ... so good ... I... I just can't believe it... . I don't know what to say. Just everything you did felt so good. The kisses, the touches, your mouth.. .. What can I say?"
Dottie snuggled to his young, warm body and smiled. Her hand was in his crotch. She fingered his limp cock and caressed his smooth, velvety soft testicles. He felt so good, so warm, so sweet.
She put her mouth to his neck and nipped. Her kisses coated his young, smooth skin. She kissed the youngster all over his young, hot face and tongued into his mouth. Every part of the young boy tasted good, smelled delicious, and felt so warm and soft. She melted into a heap beside him and closed her eyes.
"You know, George, now you have an idea of how to kiss. Maybe it'll be easier for you to take Karen out and kiss and hug her. I only wanted to help you. I really like you," she whispered softly.
"I don't know . . ." he said, insecurely.
"Don't know what?" she asked softly.
"Whether I want Karen or not. I can talk to you. You do everything just right. You kissed me. You went down on me. I liked every feeling I had with you. Karen wouldn't do for me what you do. I don't know . . . I'm so confused. Sometime . . . could we . . . you know ..." he murmured.
"I was ready. Now I have my senses about me. I should never have kissed you. I didn't take your cherry because you love Karen. You think it over, honey. Give it lots of thought. You're young and nice-looking and need a young girl. I'll admit I loved every minute of your cock in my mouth, but, baby, you're just that... a child. You belong with a girl your own age. Not me. Right now you've had a new experience. That's all. Go home and think how you'd feel if Karen sucked your cock and kissed you and you felt her tits and fingered her snatch and fucked her. She's what you need, so go after her."
George murmured, "I'm not sure ..."
"Honey, you've got a lot of time to think and decide. You better pull your pants up. The kids'll be home anytime."
George did as he was told, like a good little boy. He walked out of the mobile home in a pleasant daze.
Dottie called after him to ask if he wasn't going to wait for Karen.
He shook his head, jammed his hands into his pockets and walked off, dazed, shocked and pleased.
Chapter Three
Dottie knew she had to get her fucking head together and lay off the young stuff. She didn't realize just how much she adored young boys and their lovely, delicious cocks. She had thought her Ben was the most wonderful guy in the world and fucking him had been the most terrific thing that could ever happen to her. Maybe it was a good thing that she had been told she was an easy fuck. Otherwise she never would have sucked off the sixteen-year-old boy and found such terrific satisfaction.
She sipped her coffee and felt the sexual twinge in her crotch as she wondered just what it would have been like to take George's cherry. God, his young cock tasted so delicious, she just knew his pulsating prick would have touched off the fireworks in her body. Oh, well, no sense of thinking of that. George had been a one shot deal and when he thought it over, he'd be right back to hotsy-totsy'n after her daughter. She couldn't help but wish she was younger. His hot, young fucking-stick had tasted so luscious, she tingled even now at the thought of it!
Since it was her day off and the kids were in school, she thought she would just take it easy and lounge around, puttering here and there in her mobile home. She sat in her nightie and enjoyed her cigarette and coffee. A
She went to the door when she heard the sound of the bell and was slightly surprised to see young George. She opened the sliding-glass door and let the tall, blond youth inside. She knew he was looking at her titties as her nipples pressed against the flimsy material. She smiled to herself and went back to her coffee.
George sat stiffly on a chair by the door as if ready to flee the scene at a second's notice.
"How come you're not at school?" she asked nonchalantly, curling her feet up under her ass as she sat on the couch.
"I... uh ... stopped by to take Karen to school, but I guess she's already gone, huh?" he stammered.
"Yep, she's gone," Dottie said, sipping her coffee.
George sat rigidly in his chair and twisted his thumbs. His face was lowered and he seemed engrossed in his nervousness. His clear, blue eyes were hidden by his thick, dark lashes.
Dottie made no effort to put on her robe or move or make advances or anything. She knew she shouldn't get all hot at the sight of his tented pants, but she did. She was flattered as the youngster sat in his chair and made no effort to rush off to school. He was late already. Her heart pounded as her head raced in thoughts of sexual lust. If he stayed, she would really feel flattered at his interest in her, an older woman. If he left, he had thought it over and had really come to get Karen. She would let it happen, whatever. She sipped her coffee and felt her crotch drip hungrily.
George lifted his young face to her and started to say something, but quit. He had to be the most shy, slow child she had ever met. She couldn't remember any guy from her youth who was quite so backward. Maybe they were and she was so young she just didn't notice. Youth must be a very trying time.
She went to the kitchen and poured herself another cup of the strong, hot coffee and asked George if he wanted some. Since he didn't, she asked him if he wanted a coke or glass of milk, or what. She began to feel frustrated as he didn't say anything or want anything. God, here went another trying time with the youth. She might as well start dragging his intentions out of him and get him on his way, or into bed, whichever he wanted.
She had thoughts about messing with a kid so young. Her ass would be mud if anybody ever found out. George was so quiet that he'd be of age before he could get the story out, though. God, what to do with such a quiet boy. She felt uneasy as she curled her body up on the couch and looked at the sweet, young face looking back at her.
?'A11 right, George, what do you have in mind?" she asked flatly.
She was frustrated as hell when he just shrugged his shoulders.
"You here for another lesson in kissing?" she asked, dragging on her cigarette.
He shook his head.
Jesus Christ. She hoped her own son was never so shy and retiring as this kid. What the hell did she have to lose? George hardly spoke anyway.
"Wanna fuck?" she asked bluntly.
She watched his face turn red as a beet and his nervously twitching fingers flicker back and forth. Shit. This kid was nuts. She set her coffee down on the table, got up, and held out her hand to the slim youth.
He looked at her in a combination of glances, terror, interest, fear, and shyness. He put his timid hand in hers as his gaze rested on her breasts.
She led him gently down the hallway to her bedroom and sat him on the edge of her queen-sized bed. She stood right in front of him in her nightie. She was flattered that the youth had come back to her. He apparently liked her blow-job. She had to guess from his slow, hesitant actions that he wanted to ball. He could never in a million years have said it, but he sat on her bed ogling her breasts through the thin material of her nightie.
She seethed with desire as she knew today would be the day this saintly, alter-type boy would lose his cherry. She felt wicked and lusty. She did love his innocence, but that would soon be over. She was going to give him just what he had apparently come after, a good, hard fucking session.
She slowly lifted her nightie up to where her golden pussy glimmered in the rays of sunshine flowing in through the window. She heard him suck in his breath and saw that his blue eyes were staring at her pelvis. He still sat very still and clutched his own hands as if he were in a candy store and would get his hands slapped if he touched. This was going to be a slow and painfully restrained day for her. God, she loved his shyness and the way he loved her every movement, but at the same time she wished he was man enough to throw her onto the bed and fuck the hell out of her leaking, hot hole. She pulled her gown off and dropped it to the floor. She stood naked before the youth who was desperately clutching the tented crotch of his pants.
She was pleased that his eyes ogled her tits and pussy, and depressed that he made no effort to do one damned thing about the throbber he clutched so tightly in his pants.
"If you wanna fuck, take off your clothes. Otherwise leave." she said.
George scrambled to get out of his clothes and stood in front of her with his young, stiff cock poking up to heaven, where it belonged as far as she was concerned.
She melted into a heap of sexy, lusty, burning flesh and crumbled onto her bed. Her heart pounded in craving desire for this young boy's hard cock. She had to have the feel, the smashing in, the thrusts of his innocent cock. She pulled the lad down onto the bed beside her and spread her tanned legs.
George was in a wonderland of tits and pussy. He looked and gasped for his breath. His hand clutched his young, throbbing cock as he ogled her naked body.
Shit! This kid was something else! She grabbed him by the cock and pulled him between her legs. She pushed his hand away from his precious organ and with her hand snubbed his hot, pulsating cock to her torridly heated snatch. Her squishy slit needed no stimulation from his hands or his mouth. She was ready for his cock! She slipped her hands to his hips and pulled him in, in, in!
She about shit at the wonderful feeling of his young, piercing prick as she felt him penetrate into her scorching, bubbling, leaking twat. She felt his shaking body collapse onto her naked sweatiness as she rotated his pelvis with her hands. She punched her simmering, gurgling, clutching cunt onto his young, stiff, virgin cock and worked her hips against his. She glowed at the delicious feeling of his hard, jerking cock as it inched up her hot, hungry twat. She adored the feeling of his burning cockhead as she felt the swollen arrow slide up her juicy, boiling tube. Her vaginal muscles clenched tightly around the young, rock-hard, beating cock as she moved his hips to get them into a set rhythm of plunges.
George gasped as he felt her deliciously warm cunt around his hard, beating cock. Her velvety smoothness, her heat, her warm juices trickling, her jabbing hips, her squeezing muscles holding his cock so securely inside her . . . More than the virgin child could stand! His hips broke loose from her hands and he stabbed in his blood-gorged, hot, eager cock in rapid jolts of young passion! He raised his firm, hot body up on his shaking arms and rammed her dribbling, juicy cunt with hard, stiff blows and with all the fury of hot, untamed youth, his cock erupted like a boiling, hot, gushing, torridly explosive volcano and he shot his young, thick cream into her clamping, clutching cunt!
His young body shook as he jerked his sputtering, shooting cock inside her flooded, gushing twat! He breathed heavily as his body sweat and quivered over her naked, hot flesh. He kept jamming, ramming, and socking his scorching cock into her boiling furnace as he jetted his first fucking cum into the woman's squeezing, bubbling cunt, moaning and convulsing with his virginal lust.
Dottie had just begun to feel the prickles of passion mount in her lower gut, her clit had just begun to twitter and suddenly! HIS CHERRY WAS GONE! HE HAD SHOT HIS WAD! HE HAD BARELY GOTTEN INSIDE HER CLUTCHING, SLOBBERING, HOT CUNT AND THE FUCK WAS OVER! SHIT!
As rapidly as he had jammed his beating prick into her wet, soft snatch, he pulled out his wet, shimmering cock and sat back on his knees between her legs, gasping for breath. The sweat trickled down his body and he wiped his forehead with his arm and heaved one gigantic breath of air into his lungs.
"Wow!" he said.
Dottie lay on the bed with the kid between her legs. The glow of passion simmered in her body and she wanted more cock. The kid had been too fast, to much in a hurry, no control. Shit! Her clit trembled in excitement and H*er gushing twat spasmed. Even her asshole quivered jn anticipation and the fuck was all over. God damn! She cupped her full, round breasts with her hands and flicked her rigid, pink nipples. The big, round circles of pink flesh around her nipples prickled with little goose bumps. Her tits felt so warm and soft to her own hands that she quivered with delight. Her growing lust for a good cum surged through her body. She raised her head and thrilled at the boy's still hard cock as it shimmered with his flooded, spent cum and her thick lubricating oils. She pulled the child up to straddle her face and she took his sticky, shiny cock into her hot, hungry mouth and sucked as it gradually softened. She punched her fingers into her cum-drenched twat and worked her bubbling, scorching snatch with her fingers, sliding them in and out of her torridly weeping hole. She rubbed her fluttering clit with each stroke of her rapidly jamming fingers, in, out, in, out, in, out. She sparked with lust and electrifying passion as she worked her slobbering, leaking, squishy twat and sucked the boy's weakening cock into her mouth. She delighted at the feel of his soft, soggy balls wallowing around her chin and neck as she crammed in his whole, soft cock and flicked his tender cockhead, back and forth with her rapidly moving tongue.
She felt him flinch and jerk each time her whisking tongue flicked the tip of his sweet, young tender prickhead and she glowed with excitement. Her hand jack-hammered in and out of her squishy, sloppy, creamy snatch, rubbing, tormenting her vibrating clit to ecstasy! Her vaginal muscles clamped, clutched, grabbed as her hand thrust in and out of her super-juicy twat. She heard the wild sounds of his thick cream and her own running juices. Her ears rang with the surging flow of blood to her head, but she still heard the delicious sounds of her weeping, drenched twat as she slammed in her fingers to punch a hand-fuck to herself. Her hips rolled in anguished desire for a cum. Her hands squished the thick juices hotly up into her pubic hair. Her entire bottom was a pond of swishing, gurgling, hot juice and spent cum as her hand rammed into her clamping snatch. She humped her pussy up to meet every smashing blow of her jack-hammering hand. Her dizzy head reeled as her passion mounted and soared, sending her into spirals of heated craving; she had to have cum! The taste of the young cock in her mouth sent her skyrocketing! His withered prick wallowed in her heavy spit as she nipped and chewed on the child's cock. Her head tossed from side to side and she loved the soft warmth of his loose, soggy balls nearly as much as she adored the rubbery cock in her mouth! She sniffed at the thick, heavy aroma of his pubic hair. She smelled his matted, smeared hair and thrilled at the delicious odor of young, hot cum! Her nostrils flared as she breathed in his young, sexy odors while she whipped her tongue around his hardening cock. She felt exuberantly happy at the hot blood that filled his young, eager cock while her spit bathed his hardening stem.
Her hand did the furiously hard thrusts into her slobbering, leaking twat and flicked her rigid clit. She felt the lust zoom through her sweaty body. Her titties rubbed against the child's asscrack as he worked his hard cock in her mouth. She slammed her clutching twat and rubbed her clit harder and more rapidly! She tingled and shook with the onrush of her own gushing, hot, boiling orgasm! She slithered under his young asscrack as her pelvis went.wild with exotic pleasure. She felt the heat, the scorching flow, the thick, luscious cream flow out of her squeezing snatch as she had her cum ... long and heavy cum that lathered her hand and oozed to her puckered asshole. She was so deliciously drenched and satisfied, but she had the boy's hard, thick cock in her mouth.
She grabbed his cock with her other hand, leaving her one hand in her slobbering cunt to feel the softness of her silky labia. Her mouth watered as she felt the kid's hard prick jam in and out of her mouth. Her hand stroked his thickly veined cock and caressed his solidly filled nuts. Her tongue flicked his cockhead and she kissed up and down his wet shaft, nibbling and nipping to her passionate delight.
She twinged with lust to have him eat her out. She adored having a hot tongue whisk around her clit and squash into her eager cunt.
She moved his body over to where he was on his back and she was sixty-nining it over his naked, hot flesh. Her mouth went again to his throbbing cock and she sucked in his beating cockhead to feel it against the back of her throat! She trembled with heated delight as she loosened the muscles in her throat and went down so far on his young, rigid cock that he was in her neck. Her head bobbed up and down as she slid his hard cock in and out of her throat, sucking, whisking her tongue across his pulsating cockhead as she pulled her mouth up and off of the child's hot, beating cock. Back down on his thickly pounding cock she went, bathing his stem in the wetness of her saliva as she worked his cock in and out of her throat, up and down, in and out, up and down .. . stopping the stabbing into her throat for only seconds while she tongued his jerking, throbbing cockhead. Back down on him she went, plunging, stabbing his cock into her throat with all the fervor of an untamed animal! She bobbed furiously up and down on his thickly veined cock, feeling the heavy pulsations of his young, sturdy cock as her spit lathered and slobbered. She took all of his hot, young cock down her throat and pushed her nose against the soft skin of his loaded testicles, snorting, gobbling, eating, stabbing. She loved the child's wonderful, delicious cock and breathed her heavy, hot breath onto his full rocks as she bobbed up and down on his slippery cock!
Her head reeled in dizzy delight at the taste of his lubricating juices as his cock leaked on a jabbing into her throat. She felt the beats, the hard thrusts, the delicious poundings of the boy's young, leaking cock as she hungrily worked his cock in and out of her throat.
Her arms encircled his thighs and her fingers caressed his young balls as she furiously worked his cock in and out of her throat. She felt him try and press his cock deeper into her neck as he raised his pelvis to stab deeper than she was already taking his cock. How delicious! How wonderful! How hot and deep and pumping went his hard, young cock. She bobbed and flicked his throbbing cockhead with all the ravenous hunger of a wild animal!
She felt the hot spray of his young cum down her throat as she pounced on his cock with her open mouth. She tasted his shooting, jetting cum when she pulled her mouth up! Oh, the loveliness of his hot, thick cream as she let his cock spray cum all through her mouth and over her hot, feverish face. She loved the heat of his wet, thick cum as he drenched her. throat, her mouth, her face. The loveliness of young, delicious, sweet, torridly hot jism thrilled her quivering clit to mad vibrations.
She loved his cock, kissing it, tonguing the reddish cockhead with all the spit in her mouth. She nibbled up and down his heavy stem and traced his pounding veins with her flicking, wisking tongue and sucking his wilting cock back into her mouth for every last trace of his glorious cum! She pressed her face hotly over his cock until her nose nuzzled on his soft, sweet nuts. She smelled the reeking odors of his heavy, long orgasm and trembled in delight.
She absolutely went bananas at the touch of his hot, young tongue on her pubic hair! She shook with spasmatic delight at feeling her labia pulled wide apart and his hot, slobbery tongue darting around the pink creases. When he flicked her clit with his tongue she felt the lunge of passion and lust burst inside her making every nerve stand erect and electrified!
She trembled with joy while the lad explored her crotch with his tongue. She felt him circle her vibrating clit around and around. Her clit stood rigidly erect and quaking with desire for the hotness of his tongue. She rotated her ass as he tongued her labia. Her big tits hung and she rubbed her nipples back and forth across his lower gut, stimulating her breasts to tingling. She lowered her pelvis and the boy encircled her thighs with his young arms, spreading her labia wide apart to get at her fluttering, pink clit. She shook as she kissed his rubbery dick while enjoying the heat of George's hot tongue. She loved it when he flicked her wild clit. He nibbled hotly on her rigid lovebud and she about exploded with ecstatic lust! She held her vagina very still when the boy tipped his tongue at her twat opening. She wanted to savor every thrilling moment of this! God, she shivered in passion. Her thighs quivered. Her gut contracted. SHE FELT HIS HOT TONGUE DIGGING INTO HER OOZING SNATCH! HIS YOUNG, HOT TONGUE BURROWED INTO HER SPASMING, CLUTCHING, HOLDING CUNT! HIS TONGUE SLOSHED IN HER LEAKING JUICES AS HIS FLICKING, DIGGING TONGUE WIGGLED INSIDE HER WILDLY TORMENTED CUNT!
She was frantically wild! She spread, spread her legs widening her vaginal crack, lowering her eager, thrilled, clenching twat on the lad's face. More! More of his frenzied tonguing! She was so thrilled, tingly, spastic, hot, passionate! Wider and wider she spread herself. Deeper and deeper she felt the wiggling of the sixteen year old's tongue. She shoved her hand to her madly shaking clit and tweeked it, at the same time feeling the boy's wet chin. Slobber, spit, heavy woman juices, oozing lubrication, slippery, delicious!
She sweat and tongued his hardening cockhead as he plunged his young tongue into her hot, scorching twat again and again. Just as she felt like she had reached the heights of the stars, she was shot into orbit by his thumb plunging into her asshole! My God! How much more could she stand! She was a fiery ball of ecstatic passion and now he wiggled his thumb up her asshole! Jesus Christ!
The sucking sounds of spit and heavy, musky juices reeked in the room. She grabbed onto his rock-hard cock and shoved the thumping prick into her mouth. Her teeth nibbled on his cockhead while her hand stroked up and down on his heavy stem! Her other hand was sliding in the leaking liquids of her vaginal crack flicking her torridly burning clit. Her mouth inched in the boy's hard dick! The fantastic thrill of feeling his thumping cock inside her mouth, throbbing, pulsating so hard her head seemed to be absorbed into the throbbing and beating. His thumb wiggled in her asshole, his tongue stabbed into her dribbling, squeezing twat, so much, glorious, fantastic! She shook and the gutsy, lusty feeling in her lower crotch and belly exploded! Her musky, heavy womanly fluids burst like a dam! She quivered!
Her body wracked with ecstasy! Tears flooded her face to mix with the sticky, glistening spent cum juice and she sobbed her glorious orgasm!
Her tears oozed to her mouth and mixed with the spit as she lathered the boy's throbbing cock. She had never felt so exquisitely satisfied and lovely. She had the youngster's pounding cock in her mouth and she would suck him off until his cockhead was so red from rubbing, he hurt! She adored the boy's luscious cock. He was so wonderful!
George was beside himself with wonder and amazement at the wonderful feelings his cock had.
He had never fucked such a warm, soft, smooth hole. His jackoffs in no way matched the thrills that shook his young body. The thrills of a blow-job, fucking a woman, and now his tongue in her soft, slick cunt. He licked away at her flushing cunt and lapped her juices. His young face was wet with the flow of her musky, womanly cum as he snorted into her hot box and ate away. He couldn't believe the soft warmth of her asshole as his thumb wiggled and jiggled inside her. His body was so excited he felt like screaming! Instead, he nibbled on her silky, slick labia and ran his tongue all over her soft folds of tender, pink labia. He loved to make her gyrate her hips as he nipped on her clit.
He was thrilled at all the places his tongue found to lick and lap. His thumb jabbed into her tight asshole and he wanted to fuck her again! His cock was so warm all nestled cozily in her hot, slobbery mouth, but he dragged it out, much to her dismay.
She whirled around to face the lad and bathe his mouth in her hot spit. Her tongue stabbed deeply into his sucking mouth and she tasted her own cum. She licked his lips tenderly, passionately, heatedly. She had the itch in her crotch from all his tonguing and she wanted more and more of his delicious, young cock! He was ready, she knew from the heavy beats of his prick and she was always ready. She felt sweaty stickiness in her hot crotch and yearned for the kid's rock-hard cock rammed up her spasming twat!
She felt herself rolled over to her belly and George crawled between her spread legs. An ass fuck! Oh, God, how terrific! She felt his hot spear snubbed to her puckered asshole and flinched. He prodded his scorching cockhead against her tight anal opening. Push, push, force the cock inside!
She flinched in pain at the forceful entrance of his hard, young, burning cock. Every muscle in her ass tightened making the pain excruciating. She felt the young prick ease into her asshole while he held her asscheeks wide apart. He was gentle and easy and she relaxed to have his cock slide hotly into her shithole. God, it hurt so good! She felt burned and rubbed as the youngster forced his young, rock-hard cock in, in, in.
She moaned in pleasure. Her breathing was loud and heated. She was so full of cock she could hardly stand it! Her fingers went to her vibrating clit and she massaged her lovebud until she tingled with mad excitement all over her crotch! She plunged her fingers into her cum soaked twat and felt the stiffness of the boy's hot, fiery cock through the thin membrane of skin that separated her hit tube from her fuck hole. She caressed her clit and stabbed into her oozing cunt and thrilled at the luscious feeling of his burning, pulsating cock as he shoved his prick into her anus. She quivered as her ear was flooded with the boy's grunts and moans of ecstasy. She felt his tongue jab into her ear and fill her with his heavy spit and cum from her vagina. She sparked with scorching desire as he heaved his cock into her asshole and shot off his wad!
She sighed with happiness at the warm, thick, soothing cream that drenched her asshole and relieved the burning, irritating feeling of being so stretched. She lay contented on her belly with his fingers digging into her breasts. Her fingers rested in her slobbery eunt. Her matted pussy was quiet from all spasming. She relaxed and to her joy, George didn't rip out his cock. He collapsed on her back and moaned and groaned, gasping for breath.
Their sweat-seared bodies were quiet from all the frenzied motions of heated passion. She felt his young cock wither and go limp in her shithole. His hot, young balls that had smacked into her cunt crack now lay in the muck of shot cum as it leaked out of her ass.
Dottie closed her eyes in a contented and happy feeling as the young cock got limper and more withered in her asshole. His soft balls burned into her widespread vaginal crack and her fingers wallowed in the sloppy juices of her cunt. She was so happy and fulfilled. She was completely relaxed and exhausted.
"God," he moaned in her ear.
She nodded her head sleepily. "Good, huh?"
"Bitchin'."
His rubbery cock slipped out of her shit hole and fell limply against her asscrack. She smiled at the warmth that radiated from his spent cock and soft, smooth balls. He was so deliciously warm against her back and in her asscrack.
"Mrs. Miller ..." he stammered.
"Yes, dear?"
"I never felt anything so good in my life," he moaned.
She was so happy and flattered by this young boy. She glowed with happiness. She felt his warm mouth kissing her face and into her damp, curly hair. She wallowed in the glory of being fucked by such a young kid. She was so happy.
To hell with Ben and his cutting her down. She had a young, hard fuck and didn't need him anymore. Shit on him. She found she liked this kid better than she had ever thought she loved Ben. She felt under pressure to thrill Ben and make him happy. For what? Why the pressure when this kid was thrilled with everything she did to him, and she loved his young cock. What more could any woman want than to be fucked and flattered by such a young, sweet child?
The phone rang and she lazily reached for it. "Hi, babe." It was Ben.
The sound of his voice thrilled her. She did love him so much. And he was such a rat!
"What do you want?" she asked sleepily. "I wanna come over for a piece of ass. We'll sit around and chew the fat," he chuckled in his usual devilish way.
"No thanks," she said and hung up. Chew the fat, her ass. He wanted to chew her cunt. And he wanted her to deep throat him. Shit on him! Only her heart hurt so badly. His voice, his muscular body, him! She loved him so much and he had hurt her deeply! Damn him! How would she ever rid herself of her love for Ben? They had had their affair for so long and she truly loved him. She hurt all over from just the sound of his voice. And if she knew him as well as she thought she did, he would come over even though she had said not to. She had to get rid of the kid!
She rolled over and smiled at the young boy. He would help her to get rid of the man who insulted her. The boy's fucks were so good and hard and sweet. She loved his cock so much! But he had to leave.
As he was dressing he wanted to say something to her, but he couldn't get it out.
Dottie hurried to get douched and scrubbed up while the boy stammered and shifted from one foot to the other, watching her. She wished he would say what he had to say and leave. She just knew Ben would come over and she didn't want a scene.
With all the force he could muster, George asked, "Can I bring a guy or two over here with me next time?"
Dottie looked at him in amazement. He could talk. He could fuck. This kid would come out of his shyness due to her. She smiled and rubbed her hairy crotch with the towel. "Sure. I'll see you later, huh?" "You don't mind?" he asked. "Not if you don't," she said softly, hooking her bra over her jutting tits.
George smiled happily and jaunted down the hallway to the door.
"See ya," he said and left.
Dottie glowed at the youngster's suggestion. It looked like she would never get married again. Nobody wanted her and her responsibilities, complete with two children. So why not tramp around with the kids? She had really fallen in her morals. She used to be so prissy and straight. Now that she was free of Ben, and she would make that clear to him, she might as well live it up with the young bucks. George had fucked her so well and thrilled her, the very idea of having more young boys fuck her made her shake with uncontrollable joy! Young cocks! God, the very thought made her mouth water! Sucking, fucking, screwing, cumming with all the young boys! Delicious! Heavenly!
Just as she had thought, Ben burst into her mobile home without even knocking.
"I do have a doorbell, you know," she said hotly. Inside she melted at the sight of her Ben.
"I never use them. Come here, baby," he said and wrapped his big arms around her.
"Get you goddamned hands off of me, you sonofa bitch, or 111 kick you in the balls!"
"You do it and it'll be the last person you ever kick," he said, laughed and grabbed her tits.
"Then don't push me!"
"Gimmy a kiss. That's all. Just one kiss and I'll leave," he teased, holding her tightly.
"No!"
She knew that'd be all it'd take, just one kiss and she would be a mass of melted flesh in his arms for him to do with what he wanted. She wasn't going to let him get his persistent hands in her crotch either.
"Get out!" she commanded hysterically.
"Ill call you, honey," he said, releasing her, grinning like a devil, and he left.
Dottie collapsed on the sofa and cried. She loved Ben! As long as he thought she was a cheap fuck and so easy to score with, she should stay with the young boys who appreciated her and didn't insult her. Why, then, did her heart feel so empty?
God, she wanted to fuck Ben. She wanted his hot mouth in her steaming crotch, his tongue in her leaking cunt. She wanted him so bad she could taste his delicious cock! She had fallen in love with a married man, a'sonofa bitch and bastard! Would she ever get over wanting him to hold her, to love her, to fuck her, to eat her? His voice, his touch . . . HIM!
She had to stop torturing herself and get with fucking the kids!
Chapter Four
Dottie looked at her son's and daughter's young friends with a new, enthusiastic interest. All the young boys had lumps in the front of their pants and she licked her lips with interest. She hadn't seen George for several days and she missed the young kid. She realized he had school to go to, but he hadn't dropped around to see Karen. Maybe he meant it when he had said he liked her, or at least her blow-jobs and fucking.
Ben hadn't called either and that made her very sad. Even though he had called her a whore, cheap fuck, easy mark, she missed his calls. She really loved him so very much. Whenever she thought of him, which she did every night just before she fell asleep, her heart hurt. Chalk him off the list, he was gone forever, to live happily with his wife. Shit, he wasn't happy with her, he was out scoring with somebody else, and that thought depressed Dottie even more.
So she had her work which didn't thrill her all that much. Her new interest of sizing up the young boys' cocks gave her the continual hots! All the kids came over to help cut the rug and staple it down. She didn't have to work at all at getting her mobile home redone. She did a lot of sweating as she watched the young boys work so hard. She sweat as they rocked back on their heels between blows with the staple gun and she saw the young, poking bulges in their pants. When they cut pieces of different rug her eyes were on their crotches. Sometimes she saw the waist bands of butt-hugger briefs and sometimes as the boys bent or leaned she saw the beginning of their asscracks. No shorts at all. That turned her all pimply and prickly with heat. She knew she couldn't just deck all of her kids' friends so she drank lots of cold drinks and walked away with an itching crotch.
She was constantly torn between her two lusts. Lust of the comforting kind with her married Ben where she felt well fucked and happy and more normal than with her wicked, wild, frantic lust for young boys. She didn't know which she wanted the most! So she played with herself lots of the time shoving bananas up her cunt and imagining the hand-made orgasm was either young George or older Ben. She was frustrated and lonely most of the time. She cried herself to sleep in the quietness of her own bedroom while her banana stayed in her slobbering cunt all night. She felt so alone and depressed most of the time she would have liked it if she'd have died. The rest of the time she had young boys to look at. Low slung pants, tight pants, shorts, and all with delicious bulges. Whenever the phone rang she hoped it was her beloved Ben and it wasn't. She didn't even have a chance to tell him to go to hell. She was so depressed about him she thought of slitting her wrists, but there was always the hope he didn't really mean all the cutting things he had said to her. She knew everything he had said was the truth and that's what made it hurt all the more. She was an easy mark for him, she melted in his arms every time he touched her! She loved him!
If Ben wanted to fuck upside down in the trash can, she would have done it. God only knew she had fucked him everyplace and everyway possible. For him she would gladly choke on his cock and die a death of pure ecstasy .. . and he was gone and she was alone except for her fantasies and the young bucks that wandered in and out of her mobile home making her life more difficult than ever before. Shit on life!
So the eight inch pieces of carpeting went down, the new furniture came and the kids all left on Friday night for the football game.
Dottie was alone again! Nothing more depressing than spending a Friday night alone, alone, alone! She was always alone! She couldn't get herself in the position of being a loner and liking it. She wanted somebody * ANYBODY! Her body cried for the feeling of warmth from some masculine body. Her tits wanted to be held by ANYBODY! Her crotch slobbered to be fucked by ANYBODY! SHE JUST COULD NOT HACK BEING ALONE! SHE WAS GOING NUTS IN HER CRAVING FOR LOVE . . . STEADY FUCKING . . . CONSTANT
CARESSES! And she was alone____
When the doorbell rang she jumped to her feet. Anybody would be a relief from her having to sit at home alone and talk to herself and watch television. She couldn't take another night of finger fucking herself to a sobbing sleep! She had to have somebody around, somebody she could touch and feel the warmth of his body, his pumping cock, hit hot testicles, his warm arms, his face in her steaming, hungry crotch.. . SOMEBODY! ANYBODY!
Her neighbor was at the door. Shit! Martha smiled as she walked in and plunked her butt down on the new furniture. She raved at how lovely the place looked and Dottie agreed. This was not at all what she wanted for a Friday night, the lovely, little chat with the neighbor lady about her carpeting and furniture. God!
"Sam brought this dog home tonight and I hate dogs," Martha rambled on and on.
"Yeah, I know you do," Dottie agreed. Frankly, she didn't give a damn whether Martha liked dogs or not.
"I don't suppose you'd want him now that you've got new furniture and all," Martha said.
"The kids've been begging for one, but honestly, I don't want a dog around. I've gotta work and the kids are back in school and all a puppy would do is sit around and crap and cry," Dottie said. She was not going to get stuck with some stupid, whiney, little bitch.
"Oh, Ralph is full grown. He's housebroken. He's really a very beautiful German shepherd," Martha said. "Only, I'm afraid of German shepherds. They look so mean. I just wondered if you, being here all alone in the evenings, wouldn't like a little protection. I know I wouldn't want anybody breaking into my mobile home even with Sam at home and you're here all alone with the two kids. You know, it's in the papers all the time about women getting raped and all," she said in genuine concern.
/ should be so lucky. I could leave the front door wide open and hang a red light outside and nothing would happen. I really need protection. Shit!
"Why don't you just take a look at him? Or at least keep him over here for tonight? I won't sleep with a German shepherd in the house. I just have this terrible fear of dogs, you know?" Martha urged.
Dottie agreed to keep him for the night, but she made no promises to her friend to keep the dog forever. She would look at the dog and help until Sam found a home for the dog. Nothing much scared her, except loneliness. So she would talk to the dog tonight instead of the four walls. Big deal.
Martha was so relieved after she left the big dog with Dottie that she immediately went home to the security of her mobile home, free from the terror of the big dog.
"So. You're what scares the hell out of my neighbor, huh?" Dottie asked of the big, black dog as he sat looking at her with his ears peaked in alertness.
"Come here, Ralph. That's a really dumb name for a dog, you know? God, you're vicious. You just better not pee on my new carpeting or you and me're gonna tangle, got it?" she asked, scratching the sturdy dog's bony head.
"You are kinda pretty. Handsome I should say since you're a boy. Beautiful eyes. See? I'm talking to you, a dumb dog. We've got us a one sided conversation going here, but believe it or not, you're better than nothing. Of course that's not saying much for you.
"So I'll tell you my problems. You know what
I'd like to be doing tonight instead of dog-sitting? Ralph, I'd really like to be fucking. I've got this really bad habit of wanting to fuck and I've got no fucker around. See, I've got a bad problem. Also, nobody loves me. Terrible, huh? You don't give a damn, do you? You might. You're sorta in a bad situation yourself. Nobody wants you either.
"Now, Ralph, if you could just fuck, maybe somebody would want you. Not a bad idea. Ralph? Do you fuck women? You and I could get something going here tonight, maybe. Wanna fuck me, Ralph? I wonder how to go about fucking a dog? It's done, so they say. You're a nice, big, hulking hunka dog. Do you wanna try it, Ralph? I don't really know you all that well and you've got mighty big teeth. I wouldn't wanna cross you, yet. You're not sure I'm boss around here. See, you gotta do what I tell you and one thing you must not do is bite me. Got that?
"Since I'm already nutty enough to be talking to you, we might as well try a little fuckin'. I got no other plans for tonight or any other night, for that matter. Television's a bore and you're a challenge. What do you say, old boy, shall we give it a try? I've never been fucked by a dog. Never thought I'd stoop so low, but times are rough and here you are. Do you fuck on command? No. This's gonna be a slow hard trick to teach you, but what the hell."
Dottie stood in front of the black German shepherd and stripped off her clothes. Her heart pounded in her wickedness as she eyed the dog's crotch. Her tits jutted and her blonde pussy cried her dampness. She flicked her nipples with her fingers and sat down bare-assed on her new velvet furniture.
Her nastiness overwhelmed her as she slid to the floor and spread her legs in front of the dog. She felt vile and dirty as the dog sniffed at her juicing crotch. Her soft skin prickled with heat as she felt the big dog's cold nose bump against her hairy snatch. His hot breath scorched up her twat and gave her that good, low, gutsy feeling in her belly.
She grabbed two big pillows off the end of the couch and pushed them under her steaming ass and leaned back on her elbows. She soon discovered the big dog was just as intelligent as he looked! She felt his cold nose bump and prod against her soft, damp labia. Her clit went wild with excitement as the dog sniffed and poked around in her gurgling slit. Her nipples were rigid in glorious lust as the big, hairy dog judged in her leaking crack. She tingled as she wallowed in her wicked naughtiness. She loved the dog's black, cold nose in her slippery, sweat-slick crack. How low can she go? She adored the dog's whiskers rubbing harshly against the softness of her swollen, pinkish-red crotch. She trembled with excitement as the dog scooted forward on all fours with his gut dragging across the floor. She felt his soft, velvety fur slide between her legs as the big dog crawled up her gut.
She was so sweaty with vile, evil lust that his paws slipped around her smooth body as he crawled up, up, up.
"Hope you got a hard cock, Ralph," she gasped, as the dog crawled onto her.
Dottie was delighted at the touch of his burning, fiery cock as the dog snubbed to her dribbling, oozing, clutching cunt. She sighed contentedly at the feel of his shovel-nosed cock as the dog heaved in, in... AND WOLLOPED HER SLOSHY, SLIMY, TORRIDLY DRIPPING, LEAKING, SPASMING SNATCH WITH HIS HARD, TOUGH, BLOOD-GORGED KNOB WITH A MIGHTY THUD!
She cried out in spastic delight at the hard knob that sunk deep into her fiery, singeing twat. Her vaginal muscles clutched the dog's hearty, plunging, digging, grinding cock! She felt his hot, full nuts swack into her wet, sloppy asscrack as the dog heaved, thrust, jack-hammered his rugged cock into her hole.
She bit her lip to keep from screaming out her delight. She was jolted and jarred as the big dog jammed in his cock, again, again, again! His soft belly hair rubbed against her vibrating clit and shook it to spasming delight. Her pubic hair was rubbed as Was her belly by the dog's thick, velvety fur. Her thighs were caressed by the thick, black dog hair as he jammed in his forceful cock and slammed her clutching, grabbing, sloshy tunnel. She was pushed and poked up farther on the two tufted pillows with every hearty swing of the dog's ass. She felt stretched and crammed full of dog cock. His black, slippery rocks wallowed and smacked harshly into her steaming, squishy asscrack. Her head rattled as the dog smacked her hole with his piercing, throbbing cock. Her ears rang with the juicy sounds of dog cock sliding in and around her clutching, oozing, boiling twat. She was dizzy with the splendor of her first delicious, hard, lusty, dog fuck!
She wrapped her shapely legs around the dog's strong back and clung to him as he stabbed viciously into her slobbering twat with his strong, rubbing cock! She tingled as she felt his hot spear poke at her womb and pound in. The thickness of his knob sent her ricochetting through the stars of sexual ecstasy!
Tears of joy gushed from her eyes as her tangled, matted, hairy snatch was pummelled and pounded by the dog's hard cock. She felt every throb and beat of the dog's hearty, whamming cock. Her whole bottom rocked with his pulsations. Her hairy twat gurgled and boiled her juices to lather the dog's jabbing, heaving, smashing cock! She loved his hard cock! Her body sweat and the dog's fur matted as it soaked up her wetness. Her clit vibrated uncontrollably as the matted dog hair rubbed her lovebud relentlessly. She gyrated her hips and lunged up her pussy to meet every mighty swack of thick dog cock!
Her head rolled back and forth in dizzied frenzy. Her hands groped at the dog's thick fur. She groaned her passion for dog cock and was rocked and jolted. Her legs hurt from clamping around the dog's jack-hammering body. She felt his sturdy rivets of sturdy, rigid, beating flesh. He grunted and whined as he buried his cock deeply into her sliding, flooding twat.
She had never felt anything so good as the dog's hard, rubbing knob. More than cock! Her hole was slammed with stiff prick and the sides of her vaginal walls pushed to the stretched rub, rub, rub of his smashingly hard knob. Her crotch reeked with the thick aroma of her leaking, musky womanly juices as the dog slammed into her hairy snatch again and again, faster and faster.
The dog grunted and lowly growled his pleasure as he pounded his thickly throbbing cock in, in, in. His blood-filled knob rubbed and stimulated her squishy, smelly twat. Her swollen labia oozed, trickled of her dripping juices. Her joyfully bobbing clit was ready to burst! Her tits were rubbed by the big, black dog's hair. Her domes held her full, round ovals of flesh that surrounded her rigidly poking nipples. Her breasts prickled of electrified passion.. All her nerves were on edge. Her gut contracted and felt deliciously warm and passionate as the dog stabbed, thrust, heaved in his hard, throbbing, pulsating cock! His black balls swung and smacked her touchy asshole and wallowed in the slimy liquids that greased her cunt and leaked into her flooded crotch and down to her shithole.
She cried and moaned and rolled in her exquisite passion. Her thighs quivered as she clung to the dog's rivetting cock feeling the swollen, heaving, thrusting, stabbing, rubbing glory of his magnificent fuck! Her vaginal muscles clamped and grabbed as the dog cock sloshed in and slid nearly out of her juicy twat. Her hands entertwined in the dog's fur as she hung on while her shaking legs clamped around the thickly furred animal. Her head soared in fantastic passion. Her body sparked lustfully. Every wicked, vile feeling in her crotch W, as satisfied as she squirmed, slithered and shot off her heavy, hot stream of cum!
The dog's throbbing cock slid easily in her thick, torridly hot cum as she quivered and shook, still clamped onto the dog's spiked-in cock. She let out a low moan of delight as she felt her thick cream gurgle out of her smashed full twat and bathe the dog's heaving, grinding cock.
She felt the dog's hot spit drip to her neck and breasts as he panted his heat. She took her fingers and spread the heavy dog spit all over her rigidly poking nipples and adored the smooth, sliding feeling. She flicked her nipples as more dog spit trickled on her boobs. Her crotch was still being slammed hard and rocking her frenzied body on
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good to the dog. She loved it!
She was jolted from her contentment when the animal pulled his cock from her slobbering twat with a loud suctioning noise and a movement that left her squishy snatch so empty! Really shocking!
She felt all the mixed cum rush from her swollen, red, stretched cunt and gush into her slippery slit. Her pubic hair was a matted, tangled mess and her asshole bathed in heated juices. She was happy, contented, and had a very empty feeling in her twat. She saw the dog back off and curl to the floor. His nose went to his wilted cock and his thick, rough tongue lapped at his prick.
Dottie felt the urge to suck the dog off. She wanted to taste his cum! She whirled around and pushed the German shepherd's head out of the way. She pushed her face into the dog's crotch and took his limp, rubbery cock in her hand. Her full lips caressed his shovel-nosed cock. She opened her mouth and slipped the dead dick into her watering mouth. Her tongue flicked across the dog's tender cockhead and he flinched, just like a man. She wallowed his limp cock in her thick spit and tasted of his sticky, spent cum. She loved it! She swallowed his trickles of cum and craved more! Her hot, watering mouth went to the dog's soft testicles and she licked. She creased every little crevice of his soft, velvety skin with her tongue and tasted some of his sticky cum and some of her own that had splashed there during the fuck. She licked her lips happily. She loved the dog's precious cock and lovely balls. She had so much excited fun with the dog's hard fuck!
She caressed the dog's spent cock until it slid back into the fur that cuddled his prick until next time. Her fingers slid to the dog's rump and up under his tail. Her heart pounded in excitement at the touch of his tight asshole!
She lay beside the dog in the sixty-niner position with her legs wide spread. She liked the feeling of hot jism leaking out of her hole as she poked at the dog's tight, black asshole. Her mouth was crammed full of the dog's soft, smooth nuts while her fingers dug and prodded at his shitter.
She smiled as she felt the dog's rough tongue at her hairy snatch, licking. How wonderful! Such a stimulation! Rough, wide, dog tongue in her squishy slit! His whiskers rubbed as his tongue lapped! She felt her clit shake to new life the more the dog licked her spasming cunt crack.
Her fingers dug at the whining dog's asshole and the dog's rough tongue at her hairy snatch, licking. How wonderful! Such a stimulation! Rough, wide, dog tongue in her squishy slit! His whiskers rubbed as his tongue lapped! She felt her clit shake to new life the more the dog licked her spasming cunt crack.
Her fingers dug at the whining dog's asshole and seeped in. She had never felt such softness, such warmth, such tightness! She quivered in delight as she wiggled her finger in the heated ass tract of the big, black dog. She purred contentedly as she fingered the dog's asshole and sucked his soft, velvety balls. She was a sloppy mess herself, but the dog nudged his nose into her slippery, sloppy slit and his rough tongue lapped up all her sexy excretions. The dog snorted and sneezed as he worked his long nose past her fluttering clit to her relaxed cunt. At the touch of the dog's cold nose, her vagina went to frenzied spasming and clutching! This dog had something terrific going for him. She loved his rubbing whiskers, his cold nose, his rough tongue, his nibbling teeth. He never bit, but he sure nibbled the hell out of her soft, wet flesh ... and she loved every second of it! She spread her legs wider apart so the dog had all the room he needed.
She trembled in excitement as she kept the dog's hot nuts in her mouth. Black balls in her pink, wet, hot mouth made her tingle with refreshed thrills.
She felt so happy, so contented, so thrilled at the dog's every whisk of hot, wet tongue. Her fingers were in heaven as they felt around in his tight asshole. Her mouth was so gloriously filled with his hot testicles, so soft, so smooth, so delicious! She pressed her feverish face to the fur encasement that held his luscious cock. She melted in fevered desire as she loved the dog's crotch. She closed her eyes and felt the lovely softness of his cock-holder, tasted his sweet, black balls and fingered his asshole. So soft, so velvety, so erotically, ecstatically sexy! Her body quivered in delight.
The wonderful feeling of the dog's nose snorting up her dripping twat, his rough tongue whipping around all the soft folds of her labia, his brisk whiskers rubbing, tantalizing her to further passion, all of the dog thrilled her! He was so soft and lovely. Yet, he was strong and rough enough to fuck the living hell out of her craving, lusty body.
She knew she would keep the dog. He was such a fantastic fucker, how could she part with him? She felt free of all the sins of molesting little boys. Free from Ben. This dog would never slam her and tell her what an easy fuck she was. She could appear to live the life of a monk and all the while be fucking the shit out of her dog .. . HER DOG!
No more men in her life. No more dealing with their weird reasonings. No more insults. No more would she ever take shit from a man. Never would she touch a child's young, virgin cock. She had her dog. She would never be alone again! She sucked harder on the dog's balls and thrilled to sparking passion.
The phone rang.
With her free hand, the one not stuck up the dog's ass, she answered it. She let the dog's sweet, soft testicles slip gently out of her mouth.
"Hi, honey. What're you up to?" Ben asked, in his soft, low voice.
"I'm about to fuck my new dog. You interrupted my sucking off his balls," she said sarcastically.
"Why don't you suck me?" he asked and she could hear the smile in his voice.
"I prefer black balls and as I recall, yours are white."
"Stop the sarcasm. I didn't mean what I said. You know I wanna come over."
"For a free blow-job, a cheap fuck? Forget it!"
"How much are you chargin' the dog?" he asked and laughed.
"You don't believe me, do you?"
"I don't think you'd do such a thing. I know how much you think of me."
"I think you're a conceited asshole. I told you, Ben, you blew it when you called me all the cute little names. You knew I was an easy mark for you because I love you. I don't think you needed to say all you did. You might have thought such things, but you never should have hurt me so ..." Tears stung her eyes.
"You just said you love me, not loved me. That means you still do. I miss you. Can I come over?"
he asked softly.
"Not tonight. I have company. Maybe later ..." and she hung up. She couldn't talk. She was crying too hard. She would never get over Ben!
Yes, she loved him. She would until her death. She couldn't just flick on and off with him. Yes, she loved him with all her heart.. . She buried her tear stained face in the dog's crotch and let go. She cried and sobbed. Her shoulders shook and her body wept for the one and only man she would ever could ever, love. Her Ben! He was like a consuming fire. She wanted him so badly, yet he had hurt her so much, that she was doing all sorts of things she wouldn't ordinarily do, like fucking little boys, dogs. What would her love for Ben drive her to next? Insanity? She was probably there already.
She was in a living hell, hungering for Ben and having her fingers up the dog's asshole. Fucking a dog. Eating a dog. God! She must be crazy!
She felt the dog's soft nose against her wet face. He licked away the salty tears she shed for Ben.
She pulled the dog between her legs and sobbed into his thick fur.
"FUCK ME, DOG! FUCK AWAY ALL THE HURT. SCREW AWAY ALL THE YEARS I'VE LOVED BEN. FUCK THE HELL OUT OF ME SO ALL I KNOW IS DOG COCK! I'VE GOT TO FORGET... FORGET BEN. STICK YOUR COCK IN MY CUNT AND FUCK ME 'TIL I BLEED, 'TIL I HURT SO BAD I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING EXCEPT YOUR COCK! STUFF YOUR NUTS TO MY ASSHOLE, SLAM YOUR KNOB INTO MY HOLE, FUCK ME HARD! I WANNA HURT SOMEPLACE BESIDE IN MY HEART! FUCK ME, DOG!"
She was jolted by the dog's heavy, hard cock. His knob sunk deeply into her weeping snatch. She felt the dog fuck her with such wildness, she fell dizzily into a crying, weeping faint...
Murmuring Ben ... Ben .. . Ben ... Ben ... Ben . . .
Chapter Five
"Were you actually fuekin' this dog the other night when I called?" Ben asked, patting the dog's head.
Dottie shrugged her shoulders.
"Come on, baby, you know you don't want to fuck a dog. You want me. I wanna eat you out. I'll make you cum all over the place. You know that. Let's go," Ben said, reaching for her hand to drag her off to bed.
Ralph snarled and showed his teeth. The black, shiny hair stood up on the back of his neck. His ears were alert and every muscle in his strong body was taunt and ready for action.
"Hey, baby, call off this animal. Put him in the kitchen or tell him I'm a friend or something." Ben stayed put on the couch as the dog watched him.
"But you're not a friend." Dottie was in a daze. She hadn't expected Ben to ever show up again. Not after what she told him. But he had come. He had seen her dog and didn't know for sure if she fucked the dog or not. Yet, he was here.
Her body craved his. She could almost feel his strong, familiar arms around her. Taste his warm kisses. Touch his soft skinned body that was so hard with muscles under that soft, warm skin. God, she wanted to go to him and love him and lather kisses all over his face and down his body. She wanted to fuck him and feel his hard cock up her love tunnel. She wanted, she wanted, but she sat stone still in a daze. Tears of desire trickled down her cheeks as she looked at the man she loved, so tall, so ruggedly tanned, such beautiful dark hair streaked with silver, clear blue eyes, heavy chest, thick shoulders that she used to cling to . . . her darling, her adoreable, her precious lover. She trembled with desire for him, but held back. She couldn't take it if he fucked her and then laughed his devilish chuckle and said he knew she would give in to him. He didn't care about her. She knew this. All he wanted was a fuck. That's all he had wanted for years, and he had gotten it, and she had gotten the shaft!
All that stood between her and heaven was her dog. All she had to do was tell Ralph to go to the kitchen and he would obey. She could be naked in Ben's arms in minutes feeling his hot body against her. She would be melted putty in his hands. She would glow and purr with love that would never die, it hadn't even though he had been mean to her. She loved him and wanted him, but she didn't move.
The German shepherd kept his stance between the big man and Dottie. He would protect her to the death if necessary, or he would easily rip off this man's arm. Ralph was devoted to the woman who fed him, loved him, fucked him.
Dottie sat frozen. She knew Ben. He'd fuck her, laugh, joke, poke fun at her, kiss her, hug her, and go home to his wife. He was like a sixth grade boy who shot paper wads at the teacher and when the teacher turned around, he looked so angelic she couldn't believe he had done it. That was Ben. So faithful to his wife and yet out screwing her and probably lots of other women in town, too. Why did he have such a hold on her? Why did she love him so much?
She knew. He was everything in a man she wanted. He was a devil that was wild, free, happy, and would never be tamed. He had money enough even though he would never spend any of it on her, he was rugged, handsome even to his laugh-wrinkled, rugged face. His eyes were always gleaming, screaming, laughing at life. He was so very special to her... Why didn't she go to him?
She couldn't stand to be hurt again. He was here for a free fuck and that was it. No loyalty, no love, no nothing. She quivered with desire for her man. What if she went the rest of her life being just the slut next door? Could she take being the local, friendly, neighborhood whore?
She had long lost most of her moral standards as she filed through her life. Something flashed through her head about yesterday's gone and tomorrow's just a dream, it's now that counts!
"Ralph, go to the kitchen!" she commanded and the German shepherd obeyed.
"Come on, let's screw," she said to her Ben, taking his big hand in hers.
Ben grinned his usual "cat that swallowed the canary" grin and went with her into the bedroom.
Dottie melted into his strong arms as he kissed her hotly on the mouth. She felt the deliciously warm, heavy shoulders that she loved. Her tongue was in the hot mouth that she loved. She quivered as she ripped off her clothes and Ben did the same. No messing around like first timers. They knew each other and what the other liked. And Ben knew Dottie was hung on oral sex with him and she knew he loved having his cock in her mouth.
Ben scooted down between her legs and looked devilishly up at her. He smiled his white teethed grin and lowered his head into her pussy.
She was torn between pleasure and agony, God, she loved him so. He thrilled her so much she could hardly stand it. She started to dribble her womanly juices the minute he touched her. He was like the fire consuming the moth. Once he touched her, kissed her, that's all she could handle with him. She was gutless, willowy, putty. His tonguing was so agonizingly good she felt tortured to death as he flicked his tongue around and around her sputtering clit. She saw his dark head bobbing around between her legs, his curly hair pressed against her pubic hair, and she shook. She felt his hot, flicking tongue dart across her excited clit to slide into her torridly flaming twat. She was so weak with love for Ben she couldn't spasm a muscle. She felt how deliciously his tongue plunged in and out of her hairy snatch and she quaked. Her thighs quivered as his big, husky arms encircled them. Her heart was at the bursting point. Except for the shaking of her legs, she was paralized in heavenly ecstasy. She thrilled at wherever he put his hot, dancing tongue. She shivered in sheer delight. Oh, God, so she was a worthless whore to him, to her he was heaven! She adored the sounds his mouth made as it hotly worked her lovehole. She thrilled as he pulled her labia wide apart forcing her fluttering clit to full erection. His teeth nibbled tenderly while his fingers kept her pubic hair out of the way of his hot, wet mouth. Her quaking shoulders made her shudder in happiness. She pressed her shaking thighs against his heavy, solid shoulders and felt his strength, his warmness, his muscles, while he ate her out. She loved it when he pressed against her asshole, not entering, just pressing. She was in tormented agony as her heart pounded, her gut contracted in pleasure, her pussy got damp and her slit ran with her eager juices. She trembled with unsurmountable love for Ben as he ate and tongued his way around her stimulated crotch. She adored everything he did. She felt the pressure of passion mount in her tingling crotch. There was no way she had any control over her body when she was in Ben's hands. She felt her clit flutter excitedly as her hot, steaming vagiga shot her passionate love for Ben full force into his beautifully hot face. She felt his tongue whisk around and around as he pressed his tongue into her. She exploded in a mass of overheated, frenzied passion and love and her twat gurgled and sputtered in his tanned face, drenching him with her love juice. She squirmed in love and desire as he held her securely and licked her damp, flooding twat. She moaned her joyous ecstasy as her body quivered in heat that would scorch the devil himself! Tears stung her eyes knowing her love for Ben was in vain, but that she would burn in hell for him. Love made the difference for her. She trembled in an almost religious reverance for his flicking tongue. God, she loved what he did to her! She wished she could keep his face in her twat the rest of her life, forever flicking, touching, making her emotions flare to passionate, soaring heights beyond the stars.
She wanted to scream her love for this man, but no. He was like a bird, free, unhampered, untamed, wild, bubbling with life and she, at this moment was part of it. She felt the heat of his body radiate through hers and she wilted, unable to move as her cum juice trickled out of her snatch to be sucked into his warm, soft-lipped mouth. God! She couldn't let go of him, but he did move his face as usual. He rolled to his back and waited for her mouth.
She whipped around and kissed his mouth tasting her own cum juice still on his delectable mouth. Her tongue plunged eagerly into his mouth to taste his luscious saliva. She wanted to crawl into his mouth and be forever a part of him. Her heart beat as she nibbled down his hairy chest and nuzzled into his pubic hair. He smelled so good, so masculine, so divine. He was her God and when she touched his cock, his magnificent cock, his majestic, throbbing prick, she swelled with urgent, mounting passion. Just to feel his thickly veined cock was heaven. God! She trailed her fingers up and down his stem and caressed his super-soft testicles. His testicle skin was soft as silk and hot as a burning fire. Her mouth went to his throbbing cockhead and she kissed his lovely, exotic, fantastic organ. Her lips parted and she nibbled on his sturdy cock, inching the delicious cock slowly into her hot, torridly watering mouth.
She felt his big hand on the back of her head pushing her down on him. He didn't ever need to push, she would eat him up, all of him, if she could. He didn't force her, just gently pushed and she heard him moan his contentment. Just to please him was her most precious desire. Her mouth sucked his luscious cockhead tight against the roof of her wet mouth and she sucked and tugged on his hard prick. Nothing in the world tasted so good to her as did Ben's cock! Her hands cupped his heavy nuts, caressed his lovely rocks, felt the heat as she got the beat of his throbbing cock in her mouth.
Heavenly! Exotic! Passionate! Hot! Luscious! God, his cock thrilled her until she thought she would explode from happiness at having the privilege of eating his meat. She adored him! Her heart zoomed heavenward as she pulled in his blood-gorged cock until she felt the heavy pulsations against the back of her throat.
She leaned over him with her tits hanging to brush against the thick, curly hair of his lower gut while she pushed his thick cock down deep into her throat. Slowly at first, then gradually with more fervor, she deep throated her lover. She bobbed her blonde head up and down on his stiff, blood-gorged cock and devoured the stiff shaft clear down to his heavenly balls. She felt his hard beats throb into her neck as she bounced happily on his warm, delicious cock. She felt his tender, previous cockhead deep in her neck and his every pulse vibrated through her head sending her into ecstatic orbit! Her nose pressed against his soft testicle skin and she smelled the heavy aroma of her man's delectable crotch. Ben had a heavy musky odor that never failed to thrill her!
Her head swam dizzily in heated passion as she guzzled down his thumping, beating cock and loved the lusciousness of her man's prick in her throat! She moaned her happiness. She pulled his lovely, heavenly cock all the way out of her mouth and lathered his saliva-coated cockhead with delicious kisses and lively kisses. She adored the feel of his flaming cockhead as she kissed and tongued his precious organ. She lapped her tongue around his thick stem and felt the heavy throbs of lust. Her tongue tipped across his pee-hole and she dug inside for a taste of his lubricating cream.
Luscious. Her tongue whipped around his swollen cockhead and she bathed his thickly veined shaft with wet, hot kisses. Her tongue went to the underside of his sturdy cock, just below his darling cockhead and she nibbled and nipped her love. Her teeth gently nibbled over the tip of his cockhead and she plunged his torridly beating cock down her throat again and again, loving every thud, beat, throb! Her thick saliva coated her precious cock to make it easier for the prick to slide in and out, in and out of her loose throat. She relaxed every muscle she had in her neck so she could take in his throbber to the depths of passion. She smelled his soft testicles and snorted her passion into his pubic hair. Up and down she bobbed to lather his cock with her heavy, thick spit and deep throat him until he was so satisfied he couldn't move. Up and down, up and down, faster and faster she went. She tasted the first of his shooting juice and plunged her throat down his hard cock to feel the jetting spray of his cum deep in her gut! She felt his jerking, spraying cock rock in her neck and she pulled up a little on his blood-gorged cock so she could taste some of his lovely, warm juices. She felt his thick cream in her belly, in her sucking mouth, on her full lips and she wallowed her face in the thick jism ... at the very last. It was as if she was bathing in the warmest, most luscious, precious juice ever shot from a cock! She felt the cum's warmth, wetness all over her face and she tasted the thick sperm as she swallowed and gulped. She simply couldn't get enough of his delicious cum!
She felt Ben move his pelvis under her head. He gently swayed his hips as his cock shot off inside her warmth. His thick, dark, matted pubic hair felt so good, smelled so thickly of spent cum, tasted so delicious as she buried her face in his drenched crotch. Her tongue whisked around his wilting cock to get every single droplet of cum that had leaked out of her mouth in her excitement of making him cum! She relaxed and bathed in the warmth of his strong body, pressing her hairy snatch onto his chest, spreading her slippery crack across him. Her hands cradled his wonderfully soft nuts as her tongue flicked each tiny crease in the soft folds of his testicles. She lathered her hot, passionate kisses all over his balls and limp dick. In love and passion, she pushed one of his delicious nuts into her mouth and then the other. She wanted to eat him all up, to consume him, to possess him, to own him ... even if just for the moment! She shoved his rubbery cock into her mouth and wallowed it and his warm balls in her watering mouth. She loved his cock so much! Her hands felt the strength in his pelvis and thighs as she felt, touched, loved her man.
She tingled in magical passion as she mouthed his crotch and ran her hands from his thick thighs around under his ass and pushed at his asshole. Her arms held his moaning body tightly to her sweaty, nakedness. Her head reeled in glorious ecstasy as she tasted, nibbled and tucked her tongue inside the lovely softness of his foreskin and tasted slightly of his shot sperm. She shivered in passionate delight. Her thighs shook as she straddled her lover's thick chest.
She rubbed her dripping pussy back and forth on his thickly haired body and her vibrating clit trembled with joy. She felt his big hands spread her asscheeks even wider and his fingers traced up and down her asscrack, absently.
She was completely absorbed in the heavenliness of his crotch. She moaned her happiness as she kissed, tongued and pressed his limp cock to her fevered, flushed face. She wished she could die right now. Heaven couldn't be better!
She slid her breasts back and forth across his gut and felt the thick, curly hair tantalize her rigidly poking nipples. Trickles of perspiration prickled on her hot, smooth flesh as she enveloped his crotch in her loving arms and devoured his cock and balls in her loving mouth. She cried tears of emotional release. She relaxed with his withered cock pressed to her smooth face.
She lay still in the awed splendor of his cock. His heat pulsed through her loving body as he breathed heavily.
She tore herself from his crotch to lather his face in her kisses. She plunged her tongue into his mouth and flicked across his teeth, his lips, his tongue! She wanted to touch, to love every part of his body. She felt his hair, his heat, his mouth, his cock, his soft balls ... all of him. She had to instill this precious moment in her mind, indent it in her memory, so she could recall -every second of this stolen, glorious moment. She might never hold Ben again or if she did, she would not know when until he called on the spur of the moment with a few minutes to spare. Or like now, he was supposed to be on his way someplace, he never told her where. He kept his mouth shut. He had to. She knew why. If he talked as openly as she did, he'd screw himself up either with his wife or her ... or some other woman. So she accepted his silence rather than hear words she didn't want to hear. He never told her he loved her because he didn't. He used her for his lust and she used him for her love. So different, yet together. Tears trickled out of her eyes. Oh, how she loved this man who couldn't be had. She shook as she pressed against his hot body. She always seemed to be cold, maybe from way down deep inside due to lack of love, and her Ben was always like a heater, flaming continually.
She put her blonde head on his big shoulder and hugged his hairy chest. Her fingers traced through his curly, chest hair and flicked his tiny nipples.
"I love you, Ben," she said, bursting with passion.
"Don't," was all he said.
"I know you don't love me, but if I love you, that's my problem, isn't it? I do love you and I'm going to tell you so. It makes me feel better. I love your body, your warmth, your kisses, your fucking, YOU!" She clung to him in hungry desire.
Ben laid on her bed gazing up at the ceiling, radiating his warmth to her. He said nothing.
"Are you on a time schedule? How much time have we got?" she asked softly.
"Enough time to fuck," he said pulling himself up over her. He nuzzled her neck roughly and laughed. Fucking wasn't a laughing matter to him, but he was uneasy whenever she mentioned love. Laughter was his way out of the conversation.
"Have you always got a hard-on?" she asked.
"Yep," he chuckled, burying his face between her full domes and blowing hotly, making sounds like bubbly farts. His big hands pushed her breasts to his face and he breathed heavily between her hot tits. His tender mouth went to one nipple and then the other, bathing them warmly in his kisses and saliva.
Dottie tingled at his touch. God, she loved him. Her crotch bubbled with her seething juices at his every feel. Her arms went under his pits and up over his thick, massive shoulders. She loved to feel the strength in his body. She needed strength and just to feel his made her feel more secure, even though he didn't love her. She felt the muscles in his arms as he hovered over her on his elbows and kissed her gently on the lips. His hot tongue tormented her mouth and her hips rotated softly against his hairy pelvis. She felt his burning, torchy cock snubbed to her slobbering twat.
She reached for his tongue and he kept his mouth just above hers to where he tongued her hungry lips, but he didn't french her. He was a devil and she loved even his agonizing play. She pulled on his shoulders and couldn't move him at all, up or down. From years and years of construction work. She punched her pussy to take his cock and he kept his composure, as usual, and tormented her to begging. His fiery cock stayed snubbed to her weeping twat, but not penetrating.
"You're a son-of-a-bitch," she said in passionate anguish.
"Is that right," he said and laughed.
"Fuck me," she commanded.
Ben didn't take commands too well. He laughed at her and nipped on her titties. He swung his hips side to side, rubbing his cock against her fluttering clit and spasming, leaking twat. Back and forth, just out of reach went his cock. He kept tormenting her and making her beg for his cock. His breathing was heavy as he hovered over her on his elbows, kissing her tits, blowing in her ears as she tossed her head passionately. He licked across her lips and kissed her gently on the mouth as she nearly climbed the walls for his cock!
She felt his belly rub against hers as he swung his hairy pelvis from side to side, irritating her vibrating clit to ecstasy. Her frothing, hot cunt dribbled, craving his hot cock. She felt his warm balls bounce around her slippery slit as he tormented her clutching, oozing twat.
She hung onto his warm shoulders and begged him to fuck her. Tears flowed from her eyes as she craved, with passion, his cock! She felt his hand slip to his cock and weave the stiff hunk of flesh around and around her sputtering, crying hole. She thought she would die of lust if he didn't smack his cock into her grabbing, clutching, leaking hole.
She moaned in ecstasy as Ben thumped his heavy cock deep into her hungry hole. God, what heavenly bliss! She groaned happily as Ben humped her slobbering twat. The sloshing sounds of his cock banging into her hot, steaming tunnel were gloriously like the waves and breakers rushing up onto the shore. She felt rocked and happily jolted as the rush of her juices trickled down her vaginal tube like the ocean bubbling and gurgling from the sands back into the tremendous, vast sea. The roar in her ears sounded like the furious blasts of the rampaging sea smashing* against the rocks. She was rocked and jolted by Ben's thumping cock as he jammed and sloshed in and out, in and out of her sweltering, boiling twat, like the ebb tide of the forceful ocean. Her head rocked dizzily as her body wallowed in the deep, torridly hot sweat that poured from her body. She was smothered by the furiousness of his hard cock, banging, his thick shoulders crushing down, his heavy balls wallowing in her flood of juice. She was drowning in her own hot sea of love, banged, steaming, dizzily rocking, her head a mass of tangled sea weed hair, wet, streaming over her face, as Ben fucked her flooded, clutching, gurgling twat. Her arms clung to the only steady thing she knew, her Ben. Her Ben was like a rock in the middle of her swirling, heated, whirl-pooling passion. Tears flooded down her face at the glorious fuck. She clung to her rock, her Ben. He smacked his hard cock into her drenched snatch while his ovals wallowed in the slick wetness of her asscrack. He punched in and out, in and out, grunting low in his throat with every hearty wollop of his blood-gorged cock. He banged her relentlessly again and again.
She loved it. Gasping for breath from her sweltering hot position under the man she loved, hearing him breath heavily into her roaring, ringing ears. She clung to his sweaty shoulders and prayed to God he would never cum, that he would fuck her for all eternity. His strong cock beat and plunged into her sopping, soggy twat, oozing out her thick, musky juices to smear into her pubic hair and leak down to her clutched asshole.
The hulking man hovered over her, smashing in his pulsating, plunging, beating cock again and again. He slipped a strong arm under her knees and pulled them up and over his shoulders. He rammed his cock deeper into her weeping, spasming tunnel of love and felt her flinch at his furious jabs.
"That can't hurt," he grunted. "I'm not that big ..." He gasped for air.
"I feel your cock banging against my womb. Go ahead, it hurts good. Fuck me, Ben," she managed to get out between thrusts and jolts of his cock.
"Are you ready? I can't wait. I'm gonna cum," he moaned, jack-hammering his cock into her fiery, squishy, soft as silk cunt.
"I'm ready," she moaned, clamping her legs to his muscular back.
She moaned her ecstasy at the feel of his hot, jetting jism. She twitched and squirmed as her flooded hole got smashed with waves of his luscious cum. Her clit twitched madly and her spasming twat flowed freely with her own shooting cum! Her pussy was a matted, drowned mess of hair and spluttered cum. Her asshole puddled with the mixture of their juices as their bodies entertwined in passionate embraces of heated passion and lust. She felt his cock wilt in her blubbering snatch and clung to him as if that was the forever end of their fucking. She lathered his neck with kisses as he let her legs down slowly and easily so he could press his naked, sweaty body to hers. She hung onto Ben and felt his heart thump through his chest walls. His cock thudded its last and dropped out of her gushing twat to rub into her slippery, slick slit and feel so good and hot against her clit.
She clung to her lover and lounged langridly in the glory of his leaking cum. His precious sperm that washed her vaginal tube so beautifully. His jism that thrilled her to soaring, orbiting spirals of happiness.
As she lay stuck to his hot, sweaty body, the stars shot through her head, rockets exploded, she spiraled through the milky way, she floated on the clouds. Her love flowed freely to Ben as she clung to him in mad, passionate love! She was covered by his big, hot, heaving body and completely engulfed by his radiating heat and lovely, soft, silky hair. His -limp cock pressed into her drenched crack and the smell of his heavy, strong sperm made her tingle with delight. Her man was satisfied with his fuck and she loved to please him. The hotness of his balls, the torchiness of his rubbery cock, the smell of his wonderful, rich cum, the heat, all of it, made her so exuberantly happy she thought she would explode with all the glory of the fireworks that rocketed through her head and made her skin prickle with tingles of passionate love.
"Oh, my God ..." she moaned, clutching his heavy shoulders. "I love you so much, Ben. I adore you. I love you, I love you, I love you!"
Ben said nothing back to her, but she was used to that. She accepted that. When he got his breath, he sat back on his feet and looked into her swollen labia that was rubbed to a shiny redness and smiled. He saw the trickling, glistening of her soft, silky lips and he loved it.
"I gotta go," he said and crawled from her bed.
She reached for his naked body in wanton craving. "Please stay," she begged.
He looked at her with his clear blue eyes twinkling and said, "You know I can't."
She watched him put on his clothes and go into her bathroom. She. heard the water run and knew he was cleaning all her smells off of his face and body. His wife must not smell another woman on him. No smells of lingering perfume, no smells of luscious, rich cream, no trace. How could he go home to her and act normal? He could because Dottie knew she was nothing more to him than an emotional release.
Tears flooded her face as she watched her lover walk down the hall to her door and leave without a word. He washed all traces of her love from his body, but not Dottie. She wanted to keep his cum inside her to warm her. She wanted to smell of his fucking liquids. She slid her hand to her crotch and delighted, through tears, at the feeling of his cum mixed with hers. So rich, so creamy, so much of a lather. She put her fingers to her mouth and tasted of his spent cum and burned with desire for Ben. She slid her hand all over her face putting his thick jism on her smooth skin as she would a thick facial cream. She slid her hands back down to her weeping twat and plunged them in. She wiggled her fingers in the thick foam left in her hairy snatch by Ben's wonderful cock ... she loved it.. . she adored him ... she licked some of his heavy, sticky cream from her lips and closed her teary eyes. She tried to imagine the warmth of his body on hers as she cried for her lover.
Her shoulders wracked in despair at her empty feeling without Ben. The horrible part of it all was, she would never possess him, nobody would! Her lover was a free, happy soul, like a bee, going from flower to flower, fucking, sucking, and never leaving his heart...
How could she be so foolish as to love a man like Ben?
She did and there was no escape from him.
Her fingers wallowed in the thick cum as it drained out of her spasming teat and she dozed off to sleep, to dream of her Ben ...
Chapter Sex
To roll over and over in the long, wavy grass with the smell of lilacs in the air and Ben's cock stuck securely screwed in her cunt was Dottie's fantasy. It had been years since she had lived in the mid-west where the lilacs blossomed, but she still remembered the beautiful odors. The long grass in the lane that led up to the farm house, the smell of an oncoming rain and Ben... All delicious thoughts in her mind.
The heavy, dirty work at the motel went so much faster as her hands did the work and her mind was off in her own little world of love and rich, sweet smells. Always Ben was on her mind. No matter even if she fucked her dog, or even young George, she thought of the man ten years her senior, making love to her. Ben made love to her with the wind blowing through her hair drying the heated, sweaty passion he always got her into. There had only been one time he hadn't made her have a fantastic, beautiful, flowing orgasm. That time he had hurt her so badly. That was over and she was back, like a teen-ager in love with the impossible dream, her dream of lilacs, fresh, cool air and hot, torrid Ben. She escaped the reality of her hum-drum work, her lonely life, her painful torment by drifting off with Ben to the land of swaying grass and his wonderful cock loving her, fucking her, and even him saying the precious words she longed to hear ... I love you.
After work she drove home to find George and two other young boys sitting on her steps. She smiled. She did have this sexual drive that wouldn't quit and she was sure Ben wouldn't be calling her or coming over to see her for several days, possibly weeks, so what the hell. George had said he would bring some friends over, but she had thought he had forgotten her. She was anxious to show him her new dog and how neat the trailer looked since it was finished. Her kids were off at a school activity, so why not spend the afternoon fucking these kids? She would fall asleep tonight thinking of her dream of lilacs and Ben, but right now, she had three, sweet, innocent, young boys to deal with.
As she let the three boys into her mobile home she could see that these other two boys were not like George in any respect. The two boys, Mark and Frank, were built of a much sturdier fibre and were not shy at all. George always hesitated, even about having a bottle of pop, not these two. They were only too eager to accept bottles. They made themselves right at home with the use of the bathroom and slouching on the couch. Frank shook her to undue excitement. He had the alert, funny, wise-cracking way about him that her Ben had. He was much shorter and his eyes were brown, otherwise, he had the same qualities as her lover. For sixteen, these boys had filled out considerably. Oh, yes, this would be a good day after all.
Mark was more quiet than Frank, but he was not stupid in the ways of the world. He had the build of a young man. Oh, yes, these two were definite foxes. Poor, shy George was still backwards in his ways, but so sweet as he smiled at her like an angel. The other two were knowing, young bastards who apparently didn't believe what George had told them. She wanted to show them by fucking George and having him the stud of the group in front of his friends, but, damn, that Frank was a cute, little fart!
She had this thing for the untameable, it seemed. Ben was like a free, wild bird and this kid, Frank, had the same ways about him. Ready for anything at anytime and plenty able to take care of himself under any circumstances. For being so young, he was absolutely sure of himself and he had that same unmistakeable smirk and twinkle in his eyes. He was a doll! Dottie was drawn to him immediately! She would like to have tossed the other two out and jumped Frank, but that wouldn't be fair to George and his bragging, or the other kid. She did believe in fairness and she wouldn't hurt George for anything in the world. Plucking his cherry had been deliciously good, but this kid, Frank, was something else!
She went into her bedroom to get out of her work uniform and hot on her heels were the three muskateers. She grinned as she turned her back to them and slipped out of her hot, nylon uniform.
The three boys sat on the bed whispering to each other.
"Turn around, lady," Frank said with a hint of challenge in his voice.
"Sure thing," she answered and faced the three on the edge of her bed.
She reached around and flicked the hooks on her bra and let it fall to the floor. She appreciated the moans and whistles of the youngsters as they gazed on her tits.
"Are you a real blonde or is that bleach?" Mark asked, running his fingers through his own curly locks of long hair.
"Wait 'til we see her pussy. We can tell for sure,"
Frank said wisely.
Oh, she'd like to get that Frank alone and screw his cock down to a nub! He made her crotch itch with wicked lust. He had the hefty bulge in his pants and he had the shoulders she loved so much. And he was a devil! The gleam in his eyes gave him away at first glance. He knew where it was at and he'd be the first one on top of any situation. So unlike her sweet George who would shy away from most anything or at least stand at a distance. She had felt badly about taking George's cherry, but this Frank was another thing. He probably hadn't had a cherry for years and him she would love to fuck the hell out of.
How easily she had forgotten her true love, Ben, when confronted with a younger, more wild and free person. She felt the trickle of her womanly juices as she slipped out of her panty hose.
"Any minute, guys, and we'll see her pussy. I'll lay odds it's gold like her hair," Frank said chuckling.
"It is," George said quietly.
"Hot damn! I knew it!" Frank said, falling back on the bed clapping his hands and laughing.
"How're we gonna work this?" Mark said, ripping off his pants.
"Strategy, man, where there's a will, there's a way," Frank said as he took off his clothes. For being so young, he had a hell of a lot of hair all over his young body, dark, curly, silky, luscious!
Quiet, blond George slowly removed his clothes and stood slim and sparsely haired in front of Dottie.
She licked her lips as she looked at the three young kids in front of her. Mentally she planned out what would happen, only as it turned out she didn't have much to say about the situation. She wanted to fuck Frank and feel his young, hard, throbbing cock up her hairy twat, only he didn't mind sloppy seconds or thirds, for that matter. The more cum in her hole, the better for him. He could slide it in and whip it out with more animal vigor, so he said.
Dottie was tossed gently on her queen-sized bed and Frank took over. He acted the drill sargent bit to a tee. He directed young, blond, innocent George to her squishy twat, Mark to her asshole and he would take over her mouth.
Dottie had nothing to say to the frisky, eager boys. They were hot to trot and ready to shoot. She was overwhelmed at their eagerness. Besides, she was pinned under bodies and couldn't move.
"Don't lay on her so hard, we want to feel her move and get with the scene," Frank said as he straddled her neck and pushed his cock to her mouth.
Dottie was on her side, resting her hot face on Frank's hairy, bent knee facing his pulsating cock. The luscious organ was within inches of her hungry mouth. Mark punched his hard prick at her tight asshole and prodded to get inside her. Sweet George snubbed his hot cock to her slobbery twat, on his side and shoved in, in, in!
Dottie moaned as she realized she had met her match with the mouth fucking Frank. She felt his hot, stiff prick poke at her lips. He rubbed his soft, stiff cockhead across her mouth, separating her lips a little at a time with his swollen shafthead. She tingled with excitement as his hot, young cock slipped into her watering mouth. He knew what he was doing and she loved it, along with the pumping her slobbering snatch got and the poking at her asshole. She took Frank's rugged, young cock into her mouth and tongued around and around his swollen cockhead. Her tongue whisked up and down his blood-gorged, thumping stem. She nibbled wetly on his beating, stabbing cock and she knew she would take this kid's cock clear down her throat! She felt his cockhead press against the back of her throat as she lathered his prick in her thick spit. Her hands encircled his ass and she thrilled that he had hair all over his butt. His young skin was a burning inferno. His sweet, young balls nestled against her chin as he stuffed his thumping cockhead in, in, in to go right down her throat!
How glorious! She felt sparks of prickly excitement surge through her hot body as her neck was popped full and then emptied of young, tough cock! Damn, he plunged deep into her slobbery throat and banged his rigid flesh in and out of her gulping mouth. He raised up on his knees to get a more forceful, feverish plunge and he went in, out, in, out, in, out! He waited at short intervals for her to kiss his throbbing cockhead and tongue across his pee-hole and then he slammed his young, hot, fiery cock smack into her throat again and again! For being so young, he had control and he used it! She felt Frank grab her nipples and pinch roughly, yet not hurting her, just stimulating her to ecstasy! Her mouth was filled and emptied, gorged and released as the kid dug into her throat with his pumping cock, whipping in and out with all the wildness of an untamed animal, yet with the gentleness of a very well trained fucker. He knew what the hell he was doing and he mouth fucked her so well.
She slobbered her heavy spit all over his crotch swelter against her feverish face. His full nuts rolled and swacked against her smooth skin as he jack-hammered in his full, hot blooded cock . . . all the way ... jerking, spasming, retracting just before he blasted off. She whipped her tongue around his thick stem and licked up and down his heavily veined cock to cool his tingling prickhead. Wham, in he thrust again and she swallowed his cock deep into her throat! Her fingers dug into his sweaty asscrack as she pulled his cock into her gulping, hot throat with urgency! Her tits were tugged and pinched and then he put his hands into her curly hair to help her take his cock deeper and deeper into her throat. He humped her mouth wildly, yet gently. Sweat trickled down his naked body as he moaned. His animal grunts thrilled her torridly hot body. Her ears rang with the gush of heated blood rushing to her head. Her mouth was wild with frenzied passion as she ate the youth's cock like a starved animal! She wallowed his rigid cock in her spit and loved it when he plunged down her throat to pump up and down quickly! On his every retraction, she nibbled and nipped his tender, tingly cockhead, bathing him in her heavy saliva before he jabbed back down inside her warmly swallowing throat!
Her hips rolled passionately against George's stiff prick that was screwed tightly into her hairy, slobbering twat. She whirlpooled her ass back and was stuck securely onto Mark's plunging cock! Her movements were wild and untamed, like she loved. No inhibitions at all! Young, punching dicks in all her holes thrilled her to exhuberant heights of lustful passion! She was so hot, she had to gasp for her breath. She felt smothered by cocks and hot, young bodies. Her skin rippled with pleasure at ej/ery jab and poke. She felt the two young cockheads bump deep inside her boiling bottom. She tingled with' mad joy as George stabbed into her squishy cunt and rubbed his stump over her vibrating clit again and, again as he thrust his beating, pounding cock into her clutching, fiery, bubbling twat.
Her asshole was on fire from the furious rubbing, stabbing, poking of young, hard, pulsating cock! She wanted to cry out in ecstasy, but she had too much going for her. She loved the boys. God, what hearty cocks! Young, hot, fiery, fast, beating, pounding, rocking her into heated, soaring heights of lust! She trembled and shook as her womanly juices coated George's plunging cock and oozed out of her stuffed hole to squish around and over her fluttering clit! Her rigid nipples felt the heat of young hands, pulling, tugging! The jolts of young pricks rocked her, absorbed her, until she was one with the three plunging, digging, grinding cocks. Her head reeled deliriously as she was absorbed in her flared up, passionate, flaming lust. Her body lashed into fiery fury as the boys kept banging into her seething, foaming, overwrought holes. Her body was one with the furious, frantic stabs of fervid cocks. She felt pierced and rolled from a front stab of cock into her foaming twat to a back plunge of cock into her torridly clutching asshole.
Her tormented head reeled, spiraled as she was throbbing, electrified by each raging strike of young cock down her throat! Her lower gut contracted as if stung by fire. She felt low, gutsy, wicked and lusty as she raved and raged in her flury of fiery passions! Her hands groped into Frank's soft, hot, flaming asshole and she trembled in her jarring madness for young pricks!
She was hysterical with the overwhelming thrills of being fucked in the scorching, singeing cunt, in the red-hot asshole, in the frenzied throat! Her riveted holes flamed and flared up to unsurmountable heights as she was fused to explosion!
She felt her hot, flaming, thick, seething, cum shoot down her grasping, clutching vagina and leak around the plunging, wracking cock. Her flustered crotch jetted full of her staggering flow of cum! Her hips smacked her wet, matted pussy hard against George's digging, beating cock. She felt his hot, young balls swack against her sweaty skin as her leg clamped his ass tightly into her crotch as he stabbed, heaved, thrust in his throbbing, pulsating cock!
Her asscheeks felt ripped apart as Mark fucked hard and heavy into her rectum, smacking his ovals hard into her greasy, sweaty crack. Her asshole burned like hell as Mark's cock plunged, retracted, and smashed into her!
Her gushing fluids squished and sloshed in her crotch foaming a soothing cream to her asshole and cunt. The friction, the rubbing, the stabbing made Jier burn in tormented anguish as she gushed her cum. Her body jerked and spasmed as she gulped Frank's hard cock down deep into her throat.
She was an electrified mass of frenzied, frantic flesh as every nerve in her naked body flamed with excitement! She tasted! His cum was coming! Her tongue whisked across Frank's pee-hole and she tasted his young, hot, spurting jism just before he shot his cock down her throat and blasted his sperm into her swallowing, gulping throat! Oh, the anguish of not sucking all his young cum out of his cock! When he retracted his withering prick she whipped her frenzied tongue around his delicious, luscious cockhead and sucked the last of his spurting orgasmic fluids! She buried her head into his young, musky crotch and wallowed his limp cock in her mouth. She delighted in flicking her tongue across his tender cockhead and feeling him jerk in torment. She adored his sweaty, soggy balls as they collapsed across her hot, wet chin. Her spit lathered the youngster's cock and rocks as she smelled his thick, heavy aroma of shot sperm. Her flared nose nestled into his thick, dark pubic hair while her fingers dug into the softness of his clamped asshole.
The squishes in her boiling, seething cunt doubled a& young George shot his wad from his throbbing, rock-hard cock! She felt her vaginal muscles tighten to squeeze all his lovely, hot fluid from his stabbing, pricking, plunging dong. Her foaming, lathering twat steamed with the smells of cum. Her shithole was shot full of steaming, torridly-hot cream as Mark's body jerked and slithered against her sweaty back.
All shot, all drained, all pooped from the mad exersion, they all collapsed in a damp heap of puddled, thick, sticky cum in the middle of her bed. The gasps for air, the grunts of satisfaction, the heavy aroma of shot cum all stimulated her senses. She could almost hear the deep pounds of the hearts against the walls of the boys' chests. Her head gradually quit reeling and she focused her glazed eyes on the three exhausted boys.
"You two weren't virgins, I take it," she gasped.
"No way, lady," Frank said, heaving his hairy, young chest for air.
George was sick. He ran to the bathroom and dry heaved.
"He'll be all right. He's just never fucked with so many people before," Mark said.
"Have you?" she asked, stroking Frank's rubbery prick.
"No. But I like it. George hasn't got the guts to take much. His mother always told him good boys don't fuck around before they get married. He's not much for just tramping around for the hell of it. Sort of religious and all that crap. You know the kind."
Yes, she did. George was the emotional kind, the soft hearted, the easily hurt and disturbed. She had been so much like the timid George in her youth. Life was good and sweet and everybody was a saint. She had learned better and so would George, painfully.
She wasn't surprised when George said he had to leave. She kissed his wilted prick just before he buttoned his pants. She asked him if he would be back and when. She said he had better come alone the next time and they'd have a really good time. She smiled as he left.
"I wonder how come he brought you two with him?" she asked, laying back down to caress Frank's cock.
"Oh, he was braggin' at school one day and we didn't believe him. You know, Karen's mother doin' all this stuff. Shit, who'd believe that? Karen wouldn't let a guy touch her with a ten-foot-pole.
She's straight and clean and good."
Dottie felt herself stiffen. Even the young kids thought well of the clean, good girls. She was too easy a mark. Shit. She was blowing it with even the kids. What the hell. She was well on her way to becoming a whore, why not live it up and besides, she had this mad thing going for young Frank! He was hot shit as far as she was concerned!
She lay on the bed and thought of Ben. Shit on him! She was starting to think just like a man. She pushed love out of her head and all she felt was wild lust for Frank. Mark was a good fuck but Frank had the qualities she loved so much in Ben. Then why shouldn't she have the same qualities she adored in the men she loved? To hell with love and emotional attachments. All that got anybody was heart aches, like poor George. She had been hurt so many times. No more. She was gonna fuck and fuck and fuck, just for the hell of it! Tramping around was what the kids called it? Great. She would tramp around. Nobody wanted her for love and to honor, cherish and all that crap anyway. Not even her dear Ben. So screw the morals of the world and let it all hang out! Fucking was where it was at, that's what the kids thought, except for sweet girls like her Karen. She nearly cried when she thought of what she had done to George. She had picked his cherry and ruined him for nice girls like her daughter. Oh, fuck. She was getting too old for trying to live up to the standards of the teen-agers. There were nice girls and there were her type, only she wasn't a girl and she had wasted five years on loving Ben. Her love and staying true to a married man had gotten her nowhere! Now she was out to screw everybody, and young boys were her bag!
Why thmk? Why wonder? Forget everything except young cocks. If she could get enough of these young kids to come around, she wouldn't have time to think about love and Ben and all that crap.
"You guys like fucking and gettin' blow-jobs from me?" she asked nonchalantly.
They both moaned their contentment.
"You can send around your buddies if you want. See, I have this desire, craving for young cocks. You guys are just great. I'd like to have more, but not like George. I want fucks and no emotions. Got it?"
"Is that what you want?" Ben asked from the doorway.
Shock paralized her.
"What was all this crap you told me about being in love?" he asked as he surveyed the naked woman on the bed flanked by the two boys with their cocks getting hard.
"Why should it bother you? You told me not to love you. So ..." she said.
"I believed you," Ben said and turned to leave.
"And what did my love for you ever get me except insults and scorn? Who the hell do you think you are? Christ? You fuck me and then go home to your wife. You're a hell of a ways from being a saint! You God damned son-of-a-bitch!" she screamed after him.
He turned. "At least I don't fuck kids. How would you like it if I fucked your daughter?"
"You lay a hand on her and I'll kill you!" she screamed hysterically.
"Hey, man," Frank said, stepping from the bed. "We came here of our own free will. I know Karen and you better not touch her. She's a sweet girl.
You'll be chewin' your own balls if you touch her," he said cooly.
"Get back into bed, punk, and fuck the old lady. She's your speed." Ben turned and walked out the door.
"And why don't you ever knock at the door?"
Dottie cried, tears streaming down her face.
Mark said he was leaving. He dressed while
Dottie cried on the bed.
Frank sprawled on the bed beside the weeping woman and ran his young hand up and down her back, consoling her.
"He was your guy?" he asked softly.
"Not really. I loved him. I was true to him for five years and he wouldn't marry me. He's got a wife and kids. I was wrong, but so was he. And now it's all over." She sobbed hysterically.
"He wouldn't touch Karen, would he?" Frank asked.
Dottie shook her head.
"I'm not gonna leave you," Frank said and put his hot face on her back.
"Why? Aren't you like all the rest? A quick bangin' fuck and you're off to brag and laugh?" she asked, looking at the youth through the tears. "Nope. I might seem like that, but I do have feelings. I know what you're going through. My mom's alone and she's suffering just like you. I can't fuck my mom, but I can make her know I care. I've heard her crying in the night. I know what hell she's enduring. I know about things like this. My mom was in love, too ..."
"I don't need to tell you then," she said, collapsing in his arms.
He shook his head and his beautiful brown eyes were warm with love for a fellow human being. His warm, young mouth came down on hers and he kissed her gently and sweetly. He kissed her tears away and tasted of the saltiness.
His tenderness made her more weepy than before. She couldn't hack being cared for, not even by this kid.
"Hey, hey, before we get too blubbery about life, your problems aren't the only reason I'm here. You're a damned good screw. Know that, lady, a fine fuck," and he chuckled.
"And you're a brat!" she said, laughing through the tears.
"Come on, lady, spread those legs. I haven't got my fuck yet, and I'm horny as heD! See my cock? It's beating for that hot, wet cunt of yours. You ready? I am!"
"Shit," she mumbled, spreading her legs for the young boy with the neat, hairy build.
She watched his lovely, warm brown eyes oogle her leaking twat as he sat between her legs. His tongue licked his firm, young lips and his smooth face was so tanned and beautiful to her. He was an absolute doll! She tingled as he spread her moist labia apart and gazed at her fluttering clit. She loved being looked at, it made her spark with excitement. Her thighs quivered as the young boy lowered his face to her dribbling snatch and licked at her wobbling clit.
His young mouth felt so damned good as it licked and lapped in her wet, hot crack, nibbling on her erect clit. She shook with joy at his hot, moist tongue touching her smooth, pink flesh. Her thighs quivered as she put them over the boy's shoulders while he ate her crotch. She heard the delicious sounds of licking and sucking and thrilled until her skin rippled with fervored sparks of electrified passion. She pooched her pelvis up against the boy's hot face so his tongue lapped around and around her love hole. His flicking tongue darted in and out of her squishy, torridly clasping cunt and tasted of her heavy womanly juices mixed with George's cum and her shot fluids.
Dottie watched the youth's dark head bob around between her legs and saw the sparkles of dried jism that coated his young, tanned face.
She felt his hot, young hands on her buns as she raised and lowered her widely spread vaginal slit for him to nibble. She reeled with passion as the youngster tongued into her squishy, leaking twat. Her hairy snatch quivered in spastic delight! Her hands went to his full head of long hair and held him gently in his eating position. She loved it! The hot, moist, young tongue flicking around her tender, touchy folds of labia. She adored the steam that bubbled and boiled from her strongly dribbling snatch! She heard his labored snorts of lust as he gobbled into her torchy twat. His hot breath seared up her clutching, grabbing twat. She felt the low, delicious feeling low in her belly as she tingled from her toes up to the tip of her head. She glowed in her heated passion for this young mother fucker whose hot, torridly flicking tongue electrified her with passion!
In her quivering, shaking lust for cock, she groped for the youngster's shoulders and pulled him from her shaking, vibrating clit. Shy tugged him up over her sweaty body as he snubbed his rigidly hard cock to her oozing, gurgling snatch. She felt the heat of his fiery torch as she lathered his drenched face with her kisses and licked off the smelly liquids. Her arms entertwined around the youth's neck. She felt the warmth of his body radiate through hers. Her fingers trailed through his thick, brown hair as she kissed the young boy with all the frenzie of a heated, hungry witch.
She crinkled, tingled, sparked with torrid lust as the boy pushed his throbbing cock deep into her soft, hot love hole. She felt his heavy vibrations of plunging cock rock her pelvis as the boy slammed her a hard fuck! His delicious balls rolled in her drenched asscrack as he jammed his thickly veined cock in, out, in, out, in. .. His shaking, jerking heaves of young cock thrilled her to ecstasy! She felt like the boy was ramming her womb. His hefty, eager stabs of young cock thrilled her to pieces, her heart thudded through the soft flesh of her tits to pound on his heaving, young, hairy chest. Their breaths entermingled as their arms grabbed and clutched each other in excited lust! She felt her dribbling, leaking twat tighten onto the young, throbbing, beating cock in excited pleasure! Her madly vibrating clit shook in the fluids of her seething, simmering vagina. His every thrust of stiff, blood-gorged cock rubbed her clit until she felt like a blithering idiot, she was so happy! Her body tingled, spasmed and slithered under the boy's as she weaved her hips, rotated and thrust her pelvis to get all of his young cock stuck up her gurgling, boiling hole! She sweat and their bodies slid against each others' as they fucked!
She felt Frank's cock shoot his hot, thick cream into her seething, bubbling snatch and spasmed delightedly at the luscious odors of the youngster's bubbling, gurgling orgasm. She felt his young body wrack and jerk as he clutched her ass cheeks in pure ecstasy of his flaming, torridly splashing orgasm! She felt his heart pound while his shooting cock jerked and jolted inside her squeezing snatch. The thrill of his hot juices jamming into her clutching twat sparked her to a heated, glorious orgasm! She bathed his shooting cock in her heavy, womanly juices as he drenched her grabbing, spasming snatch in his young, splattering sperm! She moaned in near delerium as he grunted his cock in full force to grind at her womb! Her hands clutched and grabbed his back, slid to his hot ass and held him in tight to get the full, lavish force of his sputtering, streaming cum! She shook in her quaking delight while she pushed her shooting vagina hard on his jetting cock, until their bodies seemed one in heated, passionate delight. Her legs were clamped around his young ass and she held him in tightly to her tightening, clamping, squishy, bubbling twat to feel all of their mixed juices slosh in her spasming tunnel of heat.
After the frenzy of passion blasted off and they relaxed slightly, she felt his young cock gradually go limp in her hot box. The glory of the trickling juices oozed around his stiff cock and smattered onto his balls as they rested hotly in her flooded cunt crack. His stiffness soon drained out of his young cock to where she felt only the warmth of his limpness. She gloried in the fresh, young cum that leaked out of her steaming cunt and squashed up to bathe her quiet clit and dribble to her asshole. How glorious a cum!
Frank was one fine motherfucker! She loved every second of his youthful vigor. Even though he had an orgasm quickly, he was ready in a matter of minutes to fuck again! Hallaluja!
Chapter Seven
Fucking young boys could be a strain! Dottie was finding that out. It became increasingly difficult to focus her attention on her work, she was so bent out of shape from fucking young boys. But she loved it! Her thighs felt as if she had been riding horses for months instead of fucking her young lovers for such a short time.
So she had lost her precious Ben in all the action at her place. He was fazed out, but her love had been wavering ever since he had slammed her so hard, verbally. So, she didn't mind too much. He wanted a cheap fuck anyway and if she was going to be a whore, she might as well give fucks away to the young and virile boys. She had thought Ben was the neatest screw in the world, but that was because she had loved him. Now she loved and adored all the young boys that hung around her mobile home. Some of them came to visit her daughter and she found herself oogling their young crotches. Seemed to her that her little girl made all the boys get hards-on in their pants, but she was sure her little, young, innocent child hadn't fucked any of them. Such a shame.
It was Saturday and she went to work and dreamed of fucking George while she toiled in the dirty rooms. When they were all cleaned, she eagerly got into her car to come home. Tonight her kids were going to a football game and she would have company, either George in all his innocence, or Prank in all his eagerness, or Mark, ready to go. The boys seemed to have some sort of schedule about their fucking her. None of them showed up at the same time anymore! That was all right with her since she could better concentrate on one cock at a time anyway. She did love the orgy bit, but she adored each young boy alone much more. She would take her fucking anyway she could get it and the more of it the better. The way the boys were working it, she had a young boy at ther house at some time or other everyday. That was the good part of being a motel maid. She didn't work a full eight hours a day, only in the mornings. If the motel had been especially busy the night before, she might work until two or so, but usually, if everybody showed up for work and it was a normal work day, she worked only four or five hours a morning, leaving plenty of time for her fucking before her kids got home from school.
She was really pleased that her children had lots of extra school activities which kept them off her back until late in the afternoon. She had all the freedom in the world with the young boys who stopped around in the early afternoon or during the football games or if they really got hard-up, one of them would cut school on her_day off and she'd start to fuck early in the morning. She was in her demented glory of being lost in the fucking stream of young boys.
Evenings when her kids were at home, Karen had her friends over as did her brother, Tom. Dottie always welcomed her children's friends since she got her freebees from oogling young crotches. She was in a constant state of excitement! That was better than being depressed and alone, waiting for a married man to call whenever he could get away for a quickie. Shit on men. It was the young stuff that thrilled her to ecstasy!
She parked her car under the trees directly across from her mobile home and went to her door. It was locked. Her kids must have gone bike riding or someplace since the door was only locked when nobody was at home. She slid her key into the - lock and let herself inside. She thought she would take a nap and get ready for a singing night. She did like to be rested when the young kids decided to fuck. They were an energetic group and she didn't want to poop out before they did. That would be horrible to send a loaded, young prick out of her mobile home. No way. She set her purse down on the kitchen counter and was about to make a pot of coffee when she heard groans from down the hallway. Somebody was home sick! Shit! She didn't want her kids to be sick, she wanted them out of the house and at the sports event so she could fuck her young friends. Damn it to hell! She walked down the hallway and stopped dead in her tracks as she looked into her daughter's bedroom.
She stood awed at the sight of her young daughter sprawled on her bed while her crotch was being eaten by the man at the side of the bed, her
Ben!
The tongue that Dottie knew so well was stuck in her daughter's twat! And he had the guts to condemn her for fucking the young boys! Son-of-a-bitch! She wondered how long he'd been making it with her daughter. No wonder the young boys thought her daughter such a straight, little girl. Her daughter was smart enough not to get a bad reputation at school and keep her fucking away from her friends. Karen wasn't so damned dumb as Dottie had thought.
All sorts of thoughts ran through Dottie's head as she watched Ben eat her daughter's cunt. Statutory? Molesting jail bait? Oh, she could hang him up for a long time! But then, he could do the same to her. Shit, she was behind the eight-ball, so to speak. Her daughter didn't seem to object to his tongue flicking in her crotch. Karen enjoyed his heated breath scorching into her bloond snatch. Her mother could tell by the way the young girl moaned and rotated her ass for Ben.
Dottie felt her own slit ooze in jealousy as she watched her daughter get the tongue that had thrilled her own hole for so many years. Ben was a real bastard! Dottie had loved him so much and all the while he was banging her daughter while he fucked her alternately. God damn him! This clenched her love for him once and for all!
Dottie should move from her position, but she was glued at the sight of dark, tanned Ben gobbling and snorting into her daughter's hairy twat. She saw his dark head bob around her daughter's blonde pussy and knew well the tingly feeling her daughter felt as Ben flicked his hot tongue over her clit.
What could Dottie do, except watch? She couldn't just barge in on the two of them or Ben would blow her cover and tell her daughter all about the young boys she fucked or gave blow-jobs to. No, that would never do. She didn't want her daughter to think lowly of her, but she did object to her old flame eating her daughter's cunt. Dottie knew she shouldn't. Her daughter was digging every minute of it and she was on the pill, so what if he fucked her?
Dottie had given up on Ben anyway, but the pangs of hurt still beat in her heart as she watched him nibble on her daughter's vibrantly shaking clit. She heard the juicy delectable sounds of his spit in her wet, hot, young slit as he snorted down her juicy, delicious snatch. His dark face was haloed by her gleaming, golden pussy as he dug in and licked, nipped and nibbled on the young girl's eager twat.
Dottie guessed it was better for her daughter to get fucked by an older man than ram-rodded by some hot, young buck that wouldn't wait for her to get any pleasure out of the fuck. Dottie knew Ben was a bitchin' fuck, she had had him so many times herself. She was glad her daughter was experiencing the glory of his hot, spearing tongue, like she had. She saw that her daughter's tits were much firmer than her own, her nipples much pinker, her body much smoother. Dottie was jealous of her own child! Her sixteen-year-old daughter had stolen her delicious lover away from her. Dottie could well understand why Ben was so eagerly snarfing her daughter's oozing liquids. Her daughter had a beautiful, sweet, young snatch. Still, even after all her reasonings, Dottie felt her own twat gurgle with jealousy. Ben had given her some damned fine tongue fucks and cock fucks. To quiet her heart, she should leave them alone, but she had to watch!
Karen's long, blonde hair sprayed out over the white sheet and her slim fingers curled into Ben's dark hair as she wriggled her ass temptingly. She trickled with excitement as she felt his hot tongue flick her in all the delicious spots of her pink folds of labia. She reeled in young, exquisite glory at the feel of his tongue on her vibrating clit! Her soft, tender moans of delight made him so happy as he eagerly nipped at her rosy lovebud. She rolled her hips in heavenly pleasure when Ben stuck his wiggling tongue into her tight, sweet twat. She felt his hot face against her labia as he wallowed in her young lovliness. She sparked with warmth and excitement as the older man gobbled into her oozing, tasty, pink twat. She squeezed her tight vaginal muscles on his darting, plunging tongue and thrilled at the flicks his tongue gave her. Karen's tits were caressed gently by Ben's big, hot hands as he nibbled in her steaming, sweet slit. She moaned and squirmed in anguished delight. She thrilled at the older man's tonguing and flicking of her vibrating clit that stood so erectly rigid for his hot, flaming mouth. Young Karen breathed heavily as she slithered on the sheets. Her heart pounded wildly. Every womanly nerve was on edge as the older man grasped her aroung the tight buns and buried his face in her sweet, luscious juices and snarfed up all he could. His hot mouth kissed her golden pussy and he again was lost in the heavenly bliss of her young, delicious cunt crack, with his tongue wiggling and jiggling her to ecstasy!
Ben had his hands full with the young girl who was hot to fuck! His stiff cock throbbed with lust for the young girl's tight, sweet, innocent hole. He tasted her delicious, young juices as they trickled out of her steaming, hot box. He licked his lips in sheer happiness as he gobbled into her lovely, pink swollen snatch. He would like to die with his face in her softly damp crotch. His tongue plunged into her tight hole and flicked against the walls of her young, delectable cunt to taste, to smell to eat of her youngness, her sweetness, her lusciousness! His big body quivered and his blood ran hot like a kid's. He felt eager, lustful, desireous to possess this young girl! His big, strong hands held her ass up off the sheet and her wide-spread crack to his mouth. Every once and awhile, he stopped eating her squirming hole to gaze through glazed eyes at the beauty of her snatch. Then with a beating heart, he gobbled into her rosiness again to suck at her tender, oozing twat. Oh, God, his cock throbbed with desire! He thought his balls would explode and burst into oblivion at the sight of her sweet cunt. He flared his nostrils to breath in her sweet, womanly odors. He was consumed in his fiery lust for her firm, tight, young body. Her smells, her tastes, her touches, all of her thrilled him until his cock hurt. Such a good hurt. His balls were full and ached for release. His heart pounded with excitement as his fingers dug into her tight asscrack and poked at her puckered, little button. Karen slipped through his fingers easily and her round, soft ass eased off of the bed. She slid to his hungry cock and felt his spear snubbed to her tight, oozing hole. She sat down hard" on his rigid flesh as her back rested against the side of her white bed. She bounced gleefully up and down his stiff cock while he sat on bended knees with his balls hanging down between his hairy thighs. Karen bounced and Ben grasped her jiggling titties and lowered and lowered his dark head to nibble, kiss, touch her smooth softness. She giggled in pleasure as he tried to keep her bouncing nipples in his hot, watering mouth. She bathed his face in her youthful, exuberant kisses as she lunged, pounced and bounced happily on his rigid, blood-gorged cock. She loved the feeling of his thuds and throbs in her young, steaming, wild snatch. She worked his cock up and down in a happy frenzy. She tossed her head back and laughed with wild, uninhibited happiness as her squeezing, young, vibrant twat clenched onto Ben's hot, stabbing cock! She tormented him as she bounced. His hands held her securely by the smoothness of her warm hips while his mouth tried to keep a sweet, rosy nipple. Karen was wild, young, free, laughing at the joyous fuck and having an exhilerating ball! She felt the deep plunges of Ben's scorching cock as it throbbed up and down her vaginal tunnel. She smashed down hard with her tight, slippery twat on his blood-filled cock making smacking noises as her ass his against his naked skin, shaking his testicles violently. Karen rode his coek hard and heavy, moaning, giggling, and laughing. Her arms encircled his neck as she smothered his face between her young, jutting tits with her nipples rubbing back and forth across his feverishly flushed face. She loved it! She thrilled at his snorts, his heavy breathing, the thrill of his hot, scorching cock up her vibrantly alive snatch! The young girl was wild with lust and passion for this older man's hot, pulsating, digging, grinding cock! She felt the beat, the throb, the bang as she slid up and down, up and down on his strong flesh. His tender cockhead plunged into her heated, bubbling, tight hole and prickled with excitement! He didn't need to jab or thrust, the young girl took care of that for him as she jumped up and down on his stabbing, socking, fucking cock!
Karen felt her vibrating clit zoom her on a sex trip that wouldn't quit as her whole bottom quaked in spastic delight! She moaned and tossed her long, flowing, blonde hair in exquisite delight as she felt her welled-up, gurgling twat explode with all the fire of a wild, frantic shock of fireworks! She kept sliding up and down Ben's stiff cock, lathering his cock with her fiery, thick, foaming cream and crying out her delight! She grabbed the older man in wild exuberance and buried her face against his beating neck as she slowed her passions by gushing her passionate orgasm onto his stiff, bloblood-filled cock. She felt his slow and steady flood of sperm shoot up her love box and bathe her with warmness.
She hugged his quaking body to her sweaty nakedness and clung to him like a tired child as she wallowed in the glory of his spraying cum. Her squeezing cunt felt so gorged with cum, her body so warm with passionate release, her heart so full of love for this man who was old enough to be her father and young enough to be her fucking lover. Her slender arms held him close to her sweaty body and she never wanted to let go! The glorious feeling in her scorching, splattered twat melted her tightly to the big man.
God, he was a terrific fuck! She wrapped her slender, shapely legs around his sitting pelvis and sat with his cock going limp inside her young, hot twat. She bathed his rugged face with her hot, loving kisses and moaned her happiness against his hot neck.
All Dottie could see from her stance in the hallway was the waterfall of golden hair from her daughter's head, tumbling over Ben's shoulder and arm. She quivered at the lovely sight of her Ben fucking her daughter. She wished he had fucked her instead! Her clit itched for a fuck and the sight of the two people in her life that meant so much, fucking so splendidly, turned her on! Her slobbering, spasming snatch leaked her heavy womanly juices into her panty hose until her bottom was drenched with lubrications. She watched the two precious people clutching at each other and holding, clinging to one another. She could not, would not intrude on such a delicious moment in their lives.
She reached up under her short uniform and punched a hole in her nylons. Her fingers slipped easily into her sloppy, dripping slit and she flicked her own clit until she felt the good, low feeling in her gut. How deliciously she finger-fucked herself. Her hand squished in and out of her spasming snatch. She felt her own pubic hair smattered with her running juices. She kept her thumb on her vibrating clit as she banged her fingers into her clutching, spasming, torridly bubbling, boiling twat. Oh, she thrilled at the feeling of her oncoming orgasm! Her legs shook as she kept flicking her clit, kept tormenting her scorching, seething twat. She sighed quietly to herself as she felt the spurt of her cum shooting down her squeezing, spasming love tunnel! She shook in vibrant lust as she imagined young Frank's hand was doing the hand job on her flooding snatch!
Tonight she would have a young cock in her hairy, steaming cunt. Right now she felt exhausted from her draining cum as the sticky fluid trickled down her inner thighs. She smelled her own cum and dragged her wet fingers from her steaming, flowing hot box and licked them passionately. Her cum tasted so good to her, she knew why guys loved eating snatches. Really tasty!
She had her hurried orgasm and walked softly down the hallway, licking her fingers, and went out the door.
No sense of embarrassing her young daughter and Ben by letting them know she had watched them fuck. Especially since she knew the thrill Ben had gotten from her daughter since she loved the young stuff herself. She also knew the wonderful feeling her daughter got from Ben. He was one hell of a fine screw! She waited under the trees in her car for Ben to sneak out and go across the back fence to his own mobile home. She licked her cum drenched fingers in eager anticipation for the evening.
Where Ben had fucked a young girl this afternoon, she still had the evening to look forward to and fucking a young boy. How alike she and Ben were! She couldn't blow the whistle on him for fucking her daughter, especially since her daughter was so enthusiastic about the fuck!
Especially since she herself didn't want to wind up in the slammer for fucking young boys. She loved young cocks and she would have one tonight!
Dottie thought she would wait a few minutes before going into her mobile home. Give her daughter a chance to freshen up a bit, unless she was like her mother and loved to feel all the trickling, hot cum ooze out of her beaver. In which case, Karen would fall asleep, full of spent cum, feeling the warmth, the glow, the trickle of dripping juices.
Dottie shivered in passion at the thought of her lovely daughter getting fucked and the lust and love that were involved. She shook as she thought about her own young lover for tonight. She couldn't help but wonder which young boy would stop by to fuck the hell out of one of all of her holes.
Dottie could hardly wait for her Saturday night fuck. If all else failed, she always had the screw happy dog to ball. She couldn't lose for winning!
She licked the last of her dried cum from between her fingers and went into the mobile home, one more time ...
Chapter Eight
Dottie sat on her squishy slit waiting! She stroked her big dog as he lay on the couch beside her. It was getting late, too late, for any one of her young fuckers to drop by for a casual screw. That didn't help the leaking of her womanly juices a bit! So she was going to spend the night alone, shit!
She could understand why Ben wasn't so gung ho about rucking her. She wouldn't intrude on her daughter's happy fucking for the world. She loved her pretty little girl too much to bother her. Besides, her Karen was keeping a flawless reputation at school, despite her fucking the older neighbor. No one knew Karen was fucked by the older man, old enough to be her father. So Karen could toss off her young escorts without a qualm. Ben was a neat fuck, experienced, self-assured, always gave his best performance, sure to make the woman, whichever one it was, cum. No doubt, her daugher had made off with one bitchin' fucker! So much for her Ben, the love of her life.
Dottie loved the enthusiasm of the young boys anyway. She dearly loved young, hard pricks, any of them! Tonight was going to be a dry night and die could not understand why. She hadn't had a dry night for so long. She sat stroking her dog's cock absently. Of all of her daughter's and son's friends she liked being fucked by Frank the best, she thought. There was no such thing as a bad fuck though. All the kids were good. She had taken George's cherry and loved it as much as he had. Being fucked by the more experienced Frank and Mark had been delicious experiences, too. If these guys were going to poop out on her, she was going to have to get some more young kids. There had been several to put her patch-work carpeting down. They had all been between fourteen and sixteen and all had had such fine looking, bulgy crotches. She racked her brain to remember which kid was which and how she was going to get them over to her mobile home. Simple. Some of the squares of carpeting were coming loose from the staples. A woman alone always had reason to ask for help. Either the sewer was plugged conveniently or the sink wouldn't drain or now, her carpeting came loose. There were certain advantages to having the responsibilities of a home and no way to cope. How delicious. She was going to have to get some names and phone numbers of some of the young boys. But that didn't take care of tonight. She was hot to trot and nobody to fuck.
Her hand stroked her German shepherd's protruding cock and suddenly she thought. Shit, she had her dog! Damn, he had been neglected for so long! Her poor dog Ralph had to be locked in the kitchen every time a young boy came into the trailer and Ralph had not been invited to any of tne fucking sessions with her and the young boys.
The poor, sweet dog had such a hard-on he could hardly stand it. Not a dry night after all! Her heart pounded with joy! Her devoted dog would fuck the hell out of her and she was sure no young kids
Were going to drop by so . . .
She quickly took off her clothes and slid to the thickly carpeted floor. She spread her legs wide and Ralph was right in her twat sniffing. She trembled with forgotten thrills as she felt the dog's cold nose bob against her twitching clit! How exciting his stiff wiskers felt as they rubbed the sides of her pink, softly wet labia. Prickles of heated passion surged up and down her body as the big dog snorted around her spasming cunt. Her hands went to the dog's big, boney head and her fingers felt the soft smoothness of his thick fur. His alert ears were flat back against his head as he lapped at her trickling juices. She loved the feeling of his soft hair between her legs, nestling into her crotch. She tightened her legs close against the big dog's sturdy body and thrilled at the softness of his big, hairy body. She loved it! The dog's tongue whipped around her torridly hot, flicking clit with only the roughness of a dog's thick tongue. Her bubbling, gurgling, spasming twat sputtered her love juices onto the dog's cold nose as he poked and prodded into her hairy snatch. She quivered in raptured joy! Her bent legs clamped onto the dog's heavy, panting sides and she thrilled at the feeling of fur that enveloped her pelvis and legs. She felt lost in a sea of furry passion. Her fingers flicked her rigid nipples as she watched the dog eat her crotch. Sparkles of lust flicked through her body. Her big domes jutted for more flicking of the nips while she had to spread her legs and slide down to the dog hunched up on her body and snubbed his shovel-nosed, red cockhead to her dribbling, hairy twat. She sucked in her breath in eager anticipation! She felt the thrill of his pulsating cock as it entered her clutching, oozing, grabbing snatch. Up, up, deep inside her plunged the dog's thick cock . . .AND THEN CAME THE BONUS THRILL ... HIS BLOOD-GORGED KNOB! She groaned as the dog humped her sweaty, electrified body. His heavy knob rubbed and stretched her vaginal walls to explosive expansion. She felt his shovel-nosed cockhead bang against her tender uterus as the dog snorted and grunted. The heat of his full, gorged nuts thrilled her to exhileration! She felt his hot rocks roll and wallow in her drippy, squishy asscrack. Her puckered asshole clenched tighter in thrilled tingling. Her heart beat ferociously hard beats. The blood gushed to her roaring head and her ears rang with gongs of excitement. Her passion-glazed eyes saw the fuzz of the dog's head as he beat his meat into her spastically clutching twat. Oh, the thrill of a dog fuck! His fur rubbed against her tender, damp labia folds as his hefty cock throbbed deeply inside her clutching hole. Her bottom felt absorbed into the heavy pulsations of the dog's mighty, stiff cock as he fucked and humped his lady. She cried out in anguished pleasure as the dog fucked the hell out of her hairy twat. Her juices leaked from around the stabbing, thick dog cock as the dog shived his cock into her hole with strong ecstasy. Her asshole clenched in mad lust! Her heart thumped! Her head reeled in swirling circles! Her pelvis jammed tightly against the dog's fucking cock! Her eyes were glazed in passionadelight! Her hands clenched the dog's ass as he ram-rodded her hole with furious stabs of animal passion!
She whirlpooled her hips to suck in more of the dog's super-hard cock! Her groans sounded softly through the room. The thick, heavy smells of her running, sloppy twat flared her nose and spurred the dog on to more hearty, strong, jack-hammering blows to her hairy, leaking cunt! She wrapped her shapely legs around the dog's cock plunged and throbbed deeply inside her squeezing, drenched hot-box! The glorious feeling of the dog's beating, throbbing, hot cock stabbing, heaving, rubbing drove her over the brink of reason! Her head sailed in the heavenly bliss of lustful fucking! Her body jolted every time the dog jack-hammered his stiff cock into her. She felt his hind haunches tighten as the dog's hind feet dug into her carpeting to heave his cock mightily into her clamping, clutching hole. She sparked with electrified passion! Her every nerve ending built to explosive readiness! She felt the thumps! The poundings! The beatings! The vicious plunges of dog prick into the dog's hairy ass! His fur rubbing, tickling, stimulating her vibrating, leaking, dribbling, hot twat! She couldn't wait! She jerked and slithered under the dog's plunging ram-rod with her spurting juices! She felt his thick knob gush and pull her shooting jism down and out of her hairy, smelly twat to lather his hot, wallowing nuts in her squishy slit... as the dog banged his stiff cock into her again and again!
Sparks of passionate lust surged through her body as she felt her vaginal walls clamp and squeeze on the dog's jabbing, piercing cock! Her body jolted with fiery jerks of her sparking, low, shivering orgasm! She groaned and fell into a collapsed heap under the fucking dog.
She was pummelled and fucked in her weak the dog's jabbing, piercing cock! Her body jolted with fiery jerks of her sparking, low, shivering orgasm! She groaned and fell into a collapsed heap under the fucking dog.
She was pummelled and fucked in her weak condition as the dog snorted his surging passion and animal lust into her slobbery hole!
The sounds of thick suction thrilled her roaring ears as the dog rammed in and out of her clutching, bubbling snatch. The smells of her orgasm thrilled her. The sounds of squishing made her heart pound. The heat of her spurting orgasm melted the dog's hard cock to a spurting, gushing cum! He shimmied tightly against her spasming snatch and shot his jolts of hot, steaming dog jism into her madly clamping, squeezing tunnel! She moaned happily at the feeling of her dog's thick, hot cream! How luscious! Hot! Soaking! Torridly bubbling!
She clamped her arms and legs around her fucker dog and clutched his jerking, shooting body close to her own sweaty, slippery nakedness.
She loved her dog passionately! She got some of her senses back and thrilled to the pumping throbs of the stuck-in dog cock! Heavy, hearty, thumps of dog cock! The spraying dog cock thumped, throbbed, gushed inside her tightly clenched twat. She felt all warm and glowy as she held the dog in tight to her slobbering, gushing vaginal crack. She felt nothing but heavenly bliss as his shot sperm dribbled out of her clasped snatch to leak down her slippery slit and foam his soft, soggy balls. She loved the leaking, the heat, the smooth slickness of oozing cum that bathed her stretched snatch and sloppy crack! Warmer, thicker, more sweet than a warm douche. Her skin rippled with prickly delight as Ralph tried to unplug his cork. He was stuck in her gushy, hot, creamy hole! His thick knob wouldn't come out! How wonderful. The more the dog worked to get his cock out of her, the more stimulated she was. She felt his hairy belly rub against her fluttering clit and drive her to passionate madness! The dog stood quietly, not moving, to let his thick knob and cock flow freely into her hole to drain out all his heated cum, waited for the hot blood in his thumping knob to subside. She loved it! She felt his cock jerk inside her tender, stretched vaginal walls. The heavy throbbings of his knob absorbed her. She felt like her whole bottom was throbbing, pulsating, beating and all the while the thick, heavy cream trickled, leaked, oozed from her hairy twat. She relaxed her tight clenching of the dog and lay spread out, with the dog secured in her snatch.
The gentle tugs of dog cock stirred Dottie to exhileration. It was almost as exciting having the dog struggle to get his horny cock out of her hole as it was when he pushed his throbber into her. The constant stimulation, friction, was there! The smoothness of his gut hair still rubbed her ecstatic clit to furious excitement. She felt her animal passions mount again as the dog tugged and pulled to the sounds of squishing in her gurgling twat. His fiery, hot cock finally popped out of her bubbling snatch with a loud sound of breaking suction!
The German shepherd backed off of her and plopped down on his butt. He looked at his shot cock in bewilderment. His usually alert ears drooped as he started to sniff and lick his soggy, hot cock.
Dottie was worked up to her usual frenzy of lust for cock! Her clit kept wiggling in her squashy crack as she whipped her body around and plunged her feverish face into the dog's steaming, semen smelling crotch. Her hands cradled his soft, soggy balls and her mouth went to his rubbery cock. She opened her mouth and clamped her lips tightly around the dog's withering cockhead. Her tongue flicked the dog's shovel-nosed cockhead back and forth. Her heat rose at the delicious taste of dog sperm! She loved it! She wrapped her hot tongue around the dog's spent cock and slobbered her spit up and down his whang. Her feverish face burrowed into his hairy crotch as she slipped his shot cock farther into her mouth. She felt the soggy knob wilt inside her torridly sucking mouth as her tongue whipped up and down the dog's red prick. She gloried at the softness of his testicles as she pushed the dog's entire cock into her mouth.
She sighed her happiness while her nose pressed to the whining dog's soft, silky, black balls. Oh, how she adored the sweet, foamed creases of hot nuts.
Her tongue whisked around the dog's hot balls as she shoved them into her sucking mouth along with his wilted cock! She was so crammed full of dead meat she beamed with delight! The luscious taste, the delicious aroma, the softness of the dog's skin all thrilled her until her pussy cried for more!
Ralph whined as she pushed him over on his side. The big dog did not resist.
Dottie scrambled in excitement to the sixty-niner position over the sprawled dog. She hung her dripping, leaking crotch over the dog's hairy face as she madly sucked his cock and testicles. Her weeping vagina spasmed as she lowered her ass to the dog's cum drenched face. His whiskers were limp from her womanly juice as he whisked his tongue around her sopping cunt. Dogs make fine lickers.
Dottie was occupied with the smell of the dog's asshole. She moved his hairy tail and snorted her heated breath against his rectum. She kept his limp cock and soggy balls in her mouth as she sniffed like an animal at his asshole. She pushed her face against the soft, furry hair of his ass and burrowed into his asscrack. Delightful! She let go of the dog's wilted cock and soft testicles and moved her eager mouth to his puckered hole. Her hot tongue circled around and around the dog's asshole while her tongue burrowed into and prodded against his black butt. She was caught up in the fury and frenzy of heat as she poked her pink tongue into the dog's tightly clamped asshole! She was ecstatic with exotic pleasure at the softness of his rectal tube! Her tongue wiggled inside the dog's asshole and felt the softness, the smoothness, the loveliness of his tightly clasped rectum. Her heart pounded with excitement!
The dog's tail kept falling across her sweaty face as she snorted into his asshole. She used his long hair to brush away her wanton sweat as she gobbled into the dog's ass. Her head reeled at the untamed lust that shot through her quivering body as she slurped at the dog's asshole lubrication juices. How clean a dog! Sweet, lovely, God-given juices trickled out of his rectum and she lapped them up as her stabbing, thrusting tongue dived in for more of his softness. Her feverish face swam in the luxury of thick fur as her tongue pressed for more sweet juices.
Her hips swayed over the dog's head while her hanging tits rubbed against the lovely softness of his furry body. She wiped all her sweat onto the dog's absbrbant fur as she lowered her pelvis to the dog's hairy face. She tingled excitedly at the touch of his rough, thick tongue as it lapped into her spastic crack! Her arms encircled the dog's ass pulling him closer and closer against her face. Her tongue dug deeper and deeper into his clenching asshole!
Her sweaty body rubbed hard against the dog's sturdy muscles. Her sloppy slit spread wide for the dog's tongue as her spastic snatch leaked her juices onto his eating tongue. She felt the hot snorts from the fucking and Ralph tongued and lapped to get her golden beaver clean of all the cum smells.
Dottie wanted to scream her delight into the dog's ass! Her clit quivered to static erection and fluttered passionately as the dog licked and lapped. She felt his thumping cock press against her throat as she poked his asshole with her piercing tongue. She felt his balls full and hot.
She pulled her sloshing tongue from the dog's asshole and slipped her face to the dog's stiff cock. Sweat dripped off of her naked body. She felt the dog's tongue lick and lick and lick to get the salty liquid from her hole and pelvis. When the big dog tried to get up to lick the salty sweat from her belly, she sat down hard on his boney head and he lay contentedly lapping her slobbering slit.
She tipped the dog's shovel-nosed cock with her fiery tongue and opened her mouth to take his cock. Her lips closed warmly around the dog's thumping, throbbing cockhead and she inched his pulsating, blood-gorged prick into her mouth! Her head beat with the throbbing of the dog's cock. She felt the heavy jerks and vibes of the dog's piercing, hard cock dig into her mouth. His hot snorts up her slobbering twat spurred her on to more sucking of the dog's hot, stiff, throbbing cock! She tasted bits and trickles of left over dog sperm and trembled with joy! Her burning body dripped with passionate sweat. Her tongue flicked across the dog's shovel-nosed cockhead and she fell the dog push and grind his full powered cock against the back of her throat! His blood-filled knob sunk into her mouth and she thrilled in mad, ecstatic excitement! Her seething cunt flamed and oozed.
Dottie was so hot with demented fury! She had to eat the dog's dick! Even if it meant she would choke to death on his knob! She had the craving, she felt the beat, her body had the heat! Her clit went wild! Her spastic twat quivered! She swallowed the dog's shovel-nosed cock down into her runged throat and burned, flamed, gurgled with lusty, frenzied, frantic, wicked lust! His knob was snubbed to her throat! The God damned thing wouldn't go down! She relaxed her every throat muscle and felt the throbs of his cockhead in her neck. The dog pushed hectically, but his fat, thick knob stayed stuck at the opening of her throat. She wiggled her ass on the dog's licking mouth as she foamed her spit. Up and down she bobbed on the dog's cockhead, banging his knob to her throat. Frantically her dizzy, bobbing head took the dog's shovel-nosed cockhead down her throat as his knob punched and stabbed against her hot, spitty, soft throat flesh. Her hot tongue whisked across his cockhead in tormented delight! She felt his flaming, burning, throbbing cockhead slide in and out of her throat as she bobbed. His raging, wild knob punched at her throat! Her mouth slobbered her wild, wicked lust for the dog's stabbing, punching, sticking cock! So hot, torridly burning, maddeningly delicious!
She quivered and shook at his every stab of furious cock into her throat! Her demented, swirling head swam in dizziness as she felt the dog's super-stiff cock blast off a fiery, scorching surge of cum into her throat! She passionately gulped down his steady, jerking stream of dog cum! She slurped his seething foam and pulled his heavy, spurting cock into her mouth to taste of the very last of the dog's spurting, jerking scorching cum. She was so thrilled at the delicious taste of his shooting, jetting jism that she blasted off her own shaking, quivering orgasm onto the dog's licking tongue! She smashed her wide spread crack down on the dog's lapping mouth as she gurgled down his shooting cum! Her fingers dug hard into the dog?s shithole as she swallowed his hot, foaming, delicious cum! She shook in wild, unabandoned lust as she gulped the .dog's burning jism and wallowed in the glorious taste of dog semen filling her mouth, bubbling down her throat. She loved, relished the taste of delicious, hot, thick, foaming dog cream! She shivered in mad, frenzied ecstasy as Ralph punched his shooting, cumming cock into her mouth! She heard vague snorts and whines of happiness from her dog as she kept her stiffling cunt pressed hotly over the dog's snorting, scorching mouth and nose! Like a sensual maniac she gobbled all of the dog's jism from his shooting, spraying cock and fell off the dog's hairy body, gasping!
She felt the trickles of the dog's shot cum leak from the corners of her open mouth as she gasped for breath! Her quivering pelvis leaked of her own spastic orgasm and she cried! Her release of wild, demented, wicked, lustful passions was complete! She was exhausted and feared for her sanity. The room swayed before her glazed eyes and her body shook wildly! Prickles of sweat stood out on her body as she felt cold and shakey! She tried to think but her head was swimming in fuzziness. The only though that came to her was that she was crazy! Filthy, dirty, demented, wild, wicked, and evil! She shook at her own disgust! Fucking a dog! Deep throating a dog's cock! How low could she go in her untamed lust for cock? Sick, she was mentally ill!
She heard sounds, but they sounded like they were down a hollow tunnel somewhere. She was dazed in and out of consciousness. Voices sounded and she couldn't make out what they said. All she knew was she was a dirty, vile, wicked old lady! She must be either dreaming or flipped out of her tree!
She licked her full lips and tasted the dog's heavy cum ... so good, so warm ... so luscious .. . getting sticky now. The voices were off in a distance now. Her hips swiveled passionately and she had the itch in her crotch. More cock! That's what she had to have! Dog prick, heavy, full balls, thick cum in her throat, in her slobbering, steaming, boiling cunt, boy cock, man cock, dog cock! Anything to ease the distrought, hungry lust in her lower gut and hot, gurgling crack! COCK! COCK! COCK! SHE HAD TO HAVE MORE! MORE! She licked her lips and swallowed frantically for cum, had to have it, cum, cum, cum!
She screamed wildly, only the screams sounded like they were far away down that long, hollow tunnel...
She felt her body lifted, as if she were floating up to heaven. That's not what she wanted! She had to get down, down to where the action was, down to the cocks ... all dripping and oozing with delicious, young, hot, stirring jism! Dog pricks jammed to the hilt with hardness and throbbing knobs! Down! Down!
She opened and closed her mouth in lustful passion.
"Shove a cock in my mouth!" she screamed.
She was carried away, away fron her fucking dog, away from all the young boys, away! Down that hollow tunnel with the faint voices. Shit, if she was dead, she wanted to go to hell where all the fun was! Maybe the tunnel was the shoot to hell! Her reeling head swam dizzily. Her eyes were open, she knew they were open, but she couldn't sea! The darkness was coming in, her body was limp, her mouth closed ...
She couldn't scream, she passed out. Her body was cold, her cunt was burning like fury and she was paralized into a deep sleep.
Chapter Nine
Dottie woke up in her queen sized bed with her young son beside her. The warmth of his body radiated to her and she focused her eyes to the brightness of the day. She turned to Tom, her fourteen-year-old son and hugged him tenderly. She couldn't remember the day when her son had slept with her, so long ago. She also didn't know how she had gotten into her bed. The last she remembered was going into a sexual craze after blowing her dog's cock. What happened?
All she knew was now she was in bed with her young, blond son and he felt warm and cozy and her bed was so clean and lovely. Her son looked like such a sweet, angelic baby beside her. She could remember when she had nursed him as a baby. She wondered if he would like one of her nipples in his mouth right now? God, what a neat thought! Her crotch cried trickles of liquid at the thought of sticking her nipple in her son's young mouth. He used to suck the hell out of her titties, she wondered if he would now?
Her hand caressed his naked body. She pressed her smooth, naked body to her son's and felt deliciously alive with cock craving. For her own son? Why not. Her hand trailed down his slim body to his sparsely haired pelvis and she trembled with lust for his young, limp prick.
Young Tom tossed in his sleep and his limp cock fell side ways to touch the clean white sheet and her hairy mass of flesh between her legs.
Her twat zoomed into exotic spasms! Oh, she couldn't fuck her own son! That would be incest. That was against the law! Well, so was molesting the young boys and adultry. She wasn't sure if fucking the dog was lawful or just perverted! She remembered her crazy reaction to sucking the dog and thought she had better cool her actions. That was difficult for her to do since her cut vibrated so madly at the touch of her son's young, hot prick to her hairy pussy.
Dottie quickly got out of bed and pulled on her robe and went to the kitchen. She busied herself making coffee and listening to music from the blaring stereo. She knew she had a definite problem and didn't know what the hell to do about it.
She stemmed her problem from being alone and without love. Since she had developed such a hatred for men she had taken all the weird steps to avoid men and was most likely crazy. Oh, she had loved Ben. There was no way in hell she could ever get over him. She must have loved her ex-husband to be so ripped up about being alone. Well, those two guys were long gone and now she had nobody, which is exactly where she was before she started messing around with the dog and the young boys. What the hell had flipped her out so terribly last night? She had sucked cocks before. She shuddered at her own wickedness. And then this morning to think of shoving her nipple in her young son's mouth. She had to do something to control her unleashed emotions. She seemed to be thinking fairly right this morning.
It was the constant alone condition that drove her to fucking anything or anybody with a cock. If she only had a cock all her own, if she got married, she would be all right. That was the solution to the whole empty feeling she always had. She knew the young boys weren't the answer to her problem. What she needed was a man like Ben or her ex-husband .. . someone to be on hand all the time and fuck the hell out of her. She needed someone to love her and ball her and talk to her. She needed a man! Where was she going to find one? Hell, she hadn't spent five years screwing Ben and living in sin just for the hell of it. She just couldn't pick-up on somebody that she loved as much as she loved Ben, even though he was apparently hung on her daughter. She had to find a fucking man or go bananas.
The thought of leaving all the young cocks depressed her. She did love young, hard dicks. That would be a complication for her. Even if she did get married, she would still crave young cocks. Maybe if her husband fucked her enough she would get over her desire to fuck young boys. She didn't know. She did know she had to quit sucking off her dog and push thoughts out of her mind as to fucking her son. So she had screwed kids nearly as young as Tom, what was the difference? The difference was Tom was her son and off limits!
She couldn't go around the rest of her life with a dribbling, leaking cunt!
She saw her young son crawl out of her bed and go into take a leak. She heard the piss hit the water in the tank and then he walked down the hallway to her in his nakedness.
"And that's another thing, young man, you go put some pants on! Don't you know that's nasty to go around naked in front of your mother? Why were you in bed with me this morning? You know I don't approve of loose morals around here. Really, Tom, you should know better," she said, sipping her coffee.
Tom sat down on the cold kitchen chair and his bare ass nearly froze off.
"What the hell happened to you last night?" he asked softly.
"What do you mean?" she asked hesitantly.
"The guys and me came in after the football game and there you were, sprawled out on the floor with no clothes on. The dog was beside you and we thought maybe you'd had a heart attack or something. We didn't know. You looked almost dead. It really scared me. So we put you to bed and I got in with you in case you needed anything. I was in bed with you to take care of you. I was really scared."
"What happened to Karen?" Dottie asked. "She came home right after me and went into hysterics and ran over to Ben and Mary's house. They came over and said you'd fallen and Ben helped put you to bed. Because Karen was so upset they took her home. I stayed with you to take care of you," he said, punching out his brave chest.
"And I love you for it. I'm all right I just got dizzy and must have fallen. Everything's all right now," she said, smiling at her young son.
Tom walked naked to the kitchen phone to call his sister and assure her everything was fine. His limp cock hung so beautifully over his young, soft balls. His mother licked her lips and her crotch leaked her lubrication juices. She really wanted to suck him off and it took all the control she had to let him alone.
She knew what she had to do, she had to leave the room and get away from the lovely sight of her young son's cock and testicles. Her crotch prickled with lusty cravings. God, how she wanted to taste his juices and pluck his cherry! She escaped into the living room.
Young Tom hung up the phone and followed his mother into the living room.
"Karen'll be home in a little while. She and Ben are having breakfast. Mary left for work early." He plopped his bare ass down on the furniture.
Dottie just bet they were having breakfast, hard cock and soft pussy. She felt trickles of juice leak down her thighs. She had to forget Ben and her daughter. Apparently they had no problems at all. Right at this very moment her young daughter was probably getting her twat fucked hard and heavy.
"Tom, you are getting to be a man now and I really think you ought to wear pants around here. You know we've got to have some things private. Now that you're growing up, I really don't think it's all that cool to go naked."
She looked at her young son's cock as she talked and it got hard. She felt her drooling crotch spasm for her son's cock. She would not fuck her son! That was one thing she absolutely would not do!
"You think I look like a man?" Tom asked proudly, strutting around with his cock getting harder and harder.
"Yes, dear. I hadn't noticed before, but you do have a lovely sex organ and you are a man. You even have splotches of blond hair, did you notice?
You do know the facts of life, don't you? I mean I don't have to tell you that you are at the stage in life where you could get a young girl pregnant.
You also must know I would not approve of your showing your body to your sister. We do want to be proper around here. So go get some pants on."
Please get some pants on before I fall at your feet and eat your cock, your delicious, young, hard cock, please, don't let me fall apart and rape my own son! Control, look away. Don't imagine how wonderful that young cock would taste, how wonderful it would feel up my cunt!
"Karen runs around the house with her puss hanging out and you never've said anything," Tom protested.
"I know dear, and I'm going to tell her, too. Let's not forget you kids aren't babies anymore. You both are lovely, young people and we're going to have to wear some clothes around here ..." or I'm gonna go crazy with desire!
"Do you think I'm gonna get a bigger cock?" he asked, strutting around the living room.
"I'm sure you will," she said, not looking at her young son's nakedness.
"How can you tell if you don't even look at me?" he asked.
"You're so young, you must be going to grow more," she said, looking everywhere but at her young son who was standing directly in front of her.
"Am I big for my age?" he asked innocently.
"I really don't know," she said squirming.
Dottie wished for once in his life her kid would mind her and get his pants on! She felt her vibrating clit throb with lustful desire. Her snatch spasmed. She dug her fingernails into her arms as
.she crossed them over her jutting tits. She was in sheer agony! Her heart pounded wildly. It was very difficult to think of anything but her young son's cock since it was staring her right in the face. She had tried to think of who she could marry, of a sunny day in spring, of rain drops, of anything to get her mind off of her young son's hard dick and she failed.
Her eyes slowly moved to look at Tom's young throbber. She clutched her arms tightly to keep from grabbing his hard cock and stroking it madly and shoving the rigid prick into her mouth. She felt prickles of tormented sweat poke out on her forehead. She sucked in her breath as she gazed at his young, innocent, sweet cock.
"I can make it jump and jerk," Tom said innocently.
"That's nice, dear. I know you're proud of your cock, but really, I do think you ought to put it away."
"Aren't you glad I've got a nice cock?" the kid asked.
Oh, shit!
Dottie reached out to touch his hot, pulsating flesh and stroked him gently. "You have a lovely cock, son, now please do what mama asked and get dressed," she begged.
"Gee, that feels so good," he said, standing on quivering legs.
Dotties was speechless as she stroked her son's lovely cock. Her fingers traced up and down his pounding stem and flicked across his smooth skinned cockhead. She moaned to herself. He was so young, so innocent, so delicious looking. His swollen cockhead looked so delectable she about had a shit fit. God, he felt hot and hard and at the same time his flesh was so soft and sweet over his hardness. She grabbed his cock with her trembling hand and cupped his full testicles with the other. She gently massaged his hot rocks and licked her full lips in desire.
"I used to kiss your soft, sweet ass when you were a baby," she said softly.
"You can kiss my cock now that I'm a man," he said proudly.
"I really shouldn't..." she said, with her mouth watering for a sweet taste of his prick.
"It's all right. You're my mom. You've seen me with no clothes, and all the way up to now. Besides, you're my mother. You had me. I don't know why all of a sudden I've got to hide my cock 'cause I'm a man. Is there something nasty about being a man with a hard cock?"
"No, dear, nothing at all. Mama didn't mean to make you think having a hard-on was nasty.
Heavens, no!"
Dottie had had all she could take of restraint! She lowered her head and kissed her son on his throbbing cockhead. Her mouth opened and her tongue flicked across his steaming, jerking prickhead. She dug her tongue into his pee-hole and thrilled at the wonder, the fascination of her son's dick! She loved his sex organ, his wonderful penis.
Young Tom shook while he watched his mother kiss and tongue his rigid cock. He moaned how good her mouth felt on his cock and quaked on shakey legs. He felt her hot breath steam on his prick and her nose smash into his sparse pubic hair. He trembled as he breathed heavily and shivered in heat. He had heard about cocksuckers and now he was seeing his mother being one, with him!
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Dottie was lost in the glory of sensuality. Her tongue flicked her son's young, hard dick and her head reeled in swirling delight. He was so clean, so sweet smelling, so delicious tasting! This was not like sucking her dog's cock! This was a wonderful, exotic experience. This was like the first time with sweet, young, innocent George when she fucked his cherry away and made a man out of him.
She felt her young son shake and feared he would fall to the floor. She put her hands on his quivering ass as she slid to the floor and whirled him around to sit on the chair. Her warm hands spread his legs wide apart. Her mouth never left his throbbing, pulsating cock in the aciton. She clamped her lips tightly around his jerking cock and slid down on her son's hot shaft. She felt his stiff, innocent cock plunge to the back of her hot mouth and thrilled!
Her robe fell apart as she worked his young cock in and out of her hot, seething mouth. She had never felt so ecstatically happy before in her life! Her jutting titties pressed against the chair as she sat on her round ass between his young, shaking legs and ate his cock! Sparks of excitement singed through her torridly hot body as her mouth took in her son's delicious cock, clear back against her throat. She bobbed slowly on her son's delicious cock and felt her head ripple with the electrified jolts of his jerking, young, spastic cock. She tingled passionately in her crotch. Her hairy twat seethed with lubricating juices as she gradually picked up speed with her sucking mouth. Her happy tongue whipped around her son's swollen, red cockhead and then she sunk his young, innocent prick deep into her wet, slobbery mouth. She bathed his shaft in her heavy, thick spit and bobbed faster and faster on his rigid flesh. Sweat popped out on her forehead as she bobbed her blonde head faster and faster on her son's stiff cock, sinking the beating, throbbing cock deep into her throat! She felt his hot rocks against her chin as she sucked in her son's jerking, pulstaing cock, deep, deep, deep into her swallowing, tight throat!
She heard her slender son moan as he fell back against the chair and let his mother gobble his cock deep into her hot, simmering, bubbly mouth and bathe his cock in spit just before she stabbed his thickly veined prick down her neck!
Her fingers went wild gropping at his full, solid rocks, feeling his sparse hair, his hot flesh, and up his flat belly. Her son delighted her to ecstasy! She loved the reeling in her head as she pulled in his wracking, jerking cock. Her heart throbbed blood to her swirling head and ringing ears. Her crotch oozed her love juices to smear her shaking, quaking clit and matted hair. She felt deliciously wet with her flowing liquids. She bobbed frantically on her son's rigid cock, loving every minute of his stabbing, jerking, shaking cock as it burned into her tight neck. She loved the throbbing, the jerking, the spasming of her young son's cock and swallowed the torchy, fiery cock with all the vigor of a hungry animal! She gobbled down his thudding cock and felt the swollen cockhead beat inside her throat. She pulled his stabbing prick out of her mouth and melted in hungry lust as she rubbed her son's rigid flesh against her smooth face, loving the beating organ, and bouncing back down on his young cock. She heard sighs and moans as his body shook under the pressure of her cocksucking.
She was wild, frantic, frenzied with lustful passion to taste her son's cum! She went apeshit with frantic bouncing, pouncing, bobbing her head up, down, up, down, up, down, in rapid-fire succession as she trembled with mad, crazed lust for cum! She got it! She felt the thick, hot, soothing cream spurt out of hier son's jerking cock and gush down her swallowing throat. She shook spastically. Quickly she pulled her young boy's cock back up into her mouth! She wanted to taste his hot cum! She swallowed gobs of sweet, young, innocent cum and stabbed his spurting, jetting cock back down her throat. She felt the heavy beats ricochet through her throat and sent her head into spirals of soaring passion! She quivered in happy delight as she pulled his drenched cock out of her mouth and rubbed the thick liquid.all over her face and lips. Her tongue flicked his pee-hole to get all the last trickles of hot, young cum! Her lips tasted the trailing bit of his jism and she pressed her flushed face against his weakening cock. She felt him jerk his penis spastically against her hot flesh and loved the wet, sweet stickiness of drying cum. Her tongue whipped around her son's limp cockhead and she thrilled to the low, mellow, gutsy feeling in her lower belly. Her face was all over her son's hot, splashed crotch, rubbing in, smelling, devouring his sweet, young body!
Up on her knees now, she felt a heated spear digging at her asshole! The dog's thick fur rubbed against her buns while his shovel-nosed prick snubbed to her tightly clenched rectum. She was beside herself with exotic joy as the big dog mounted her from the back and plunged his cock deep into her slobbery asshole! She felt coated with the softness of the dog's fur as he banged into her tight, slippery asshole and grunted his cock deep inside her.
Her face snorted and her mouth leaked some of her son's cum and some of her hot spit onto her son's rubbery prick. She melted in wild passion as she buried her face in his torridly seething crotch.
She wallowed in his youthful crotch and rubbed his sweet cock against her cheeks, her eyes, her mouth! She took his dead dick into her slobbery, spitty mouth along with his soft, soggy balls. She chewed gently on his hot flesh while her hands slid aroung her son's hips and her fingers dug into his sweaty asscrack. She poked her fingers at his tight button and prodded gently as she bathed and wallowed in her passionate love for her son's cock.
Her steaming mouth kept his cock and nuts hot and wet while her dog slammed his shovel-nosed prick into her asshole and jolted her farther into ecstasy.
She felt her dog's hot balls bang into her asscrack and slide around as the dog fucked her asshole fast and furiously. She trickled with sweat at the glory of having her son's delicious cock in her mouth and the dog's hard cock up her ass. She let out a groan of agonized ecstasy as the big dog shoved in his heavy, hard knob! She felt stretched to ripping at the pressure of the dog's thick, beating knob up her rectum! She moaned her lust as she nipped on her son's hardening cock in her mouth. Her head reeled and she spun out into orbit. Her head shot with shooting stars as her spasming cunt dribbled her strong womanly juices all down her inner thighs. She knew what heaven was ... a cock in her mouth and another prick up her ass! God, what bliss! She gyrated her pelvis on the dog's ramming, throbbing cock. His thick knob rubbed and stretched her flexible tunnel so far she thought she would scream out in delight!
The big dog rocked her as he smacked his thick cock up her asshole. He whined as he smelled her womanly juices ooze out of her hairy twat. The dog jammed, rammed, plunged and speared in his hotly beating cock. In, out, in, out, in, out, the dog's haunches stuck his cock deeper and deeper into her squishy, sloppy shithole. His paws kept slipping off of her sweaty body as he jack-hammered in his pulsating cock with the wonderful, spreading, swollen knob!
To her delight, her son's cock grew hard in her spitty, hot mouth. She let his testicles slip gently out of her nibbling mouth and felt the spitty balls against her fevered face. So gentle, so soft skinned, so slippery wet and hot!
She nipped at her son's swollen cockhead and thrilled when the fourteen-year-old child slid down off the chair under her nearly naked body and pressed his thumping cock to her matted pussy. She was sandwiched between her young son's punching cock and the dog's humping dick up her asshole. Her crotch dripped of thickly leaking juice as her young boy snubbed his hearty, pulsating cock to her spasming cunt. She thrilled with vibrant glory as she pushed down on her son's throbbing cock and sunk his pounding dick smack into her soft, wet, boiling twat!
The thrill! The passion! The lust of fucking her own son shot her to the heights of exhileration with all the sparklers in the world glittering, sparking, flaming, burning in her hot, seething, oozing snatch! My God! Dottie was fucking her own son! The young child she had birthed was now plunging his thudding cock into the hole he had come out of fourteen years before! She felt woosey with passionate excitement as she felt his young, hard, pulsating cock bang into her cunt and ram against the dog's cockhead from the dog's beating prickhead!
Dottie was rocked and jolted as she was slammed harshly from the front and the ass end at the same time. Her sweat seared her and her son's bodies together.
She took the tail-end of her robe that was flung around loosely and spread and scrunched between their bodies and the dog's and wiped the heated sweat from her forehead. The dog never changed his banging, slamming pattern and neither did her son. She heard her son's passionate moans from under her raised body. She was on her elbows and knees as she straddled her son's fucking cock and the dog hunched in there between the kid's legs to splat his cock into her asshole.
The thick, heavy sounds of suctioning fucks ricochetted in her roaring ears. The heavy smells of jism and womanly juices flared her nostrils. The heat was unbearable as she was slammed and fucked from the front of her pussy to the back of her asscrack!
She felt the burning at her stretched asshole as the dog pounded in his fiery fuck shots and slammed his black balls into her slippery, squishy slit. Her son moaned under her as she rode his young cock hard and heavy! Her tits bounded back and forth until her son grabbed one swinging tittie and then the other, sucking one pink nipple into his mouth and letting the slobbery tit go only to grab onto her other nipple. She felt little sharp spears of pain as her son nipped on her breasts while she gyrated on his hard cock!
The front door opened and in walked Karen.
She gasped in awe.
"Don't say a word, kid, not after what I saw you and Ben doing the other day! Get lost!" Dottie said as she was jiggled by the two fucks. Her cum sticky mouth went to her son's and she frenched him as he lay flat on his back stabbing his young, hard cock into his mother's dribbling snatch.
Karen walked through the living room and into her bedroom with her own cum drenched hole still hot from fucking Ben.
Dottie's frenzied head reeled in ecstasy at the fabulous feeling of her young son's cock digging, grinding into her hairy twat squishing back and forth, in and out, rubbing her soft baginal walls to exhileration! She felt him slither under her sweaty body as he punched his young, virgin cock up into her squeezing, slobbering snatch. She lathered her kisses all over her son's hot, feverish face and tongued into his mouth with wild, frantic stabs!
Her asshole was fucked severely and rubbed nearly raw by the dog's heaving, stabbing, throbbing cock! She felt his heavy knob push tightly against her tectal walls and was thrilled. The pit of her belly craved as it contracted. She was jolted up and down by the two heaving pricks and she rode like a trooper. Her nipples rubbed against her son's slim chest and were so rigid she thought she would die from the glory of the fantastic fucking she was getting. Her bottom absorbed all the ramming and slamming of the two throbbing cocks. She shook spasmatically as she was jolted from the beaver to the asshole by the beating, throbbing, digging, grinding cocks. Her virgin son's dick was so hot and flaming in her squeezing, hot, simmering twat! The dog's cock was big and huge and thumping in her asshole, stretching, pulling, grinding in! His knob pounded her asshole to flaming splender as it rubbed and beat against her tender, soft, irritated flesh.
Dottie was tossed into a flurry of passion by the two fucking cocks and rocketed into bliss! Her hips gyrated in heavenly swirls as she tightened her muscles around both stabbing, throbbing cocks! Such ecstasy! Her pussy was matted and snarled with her steaming lubricating juices. Her son's cock slid in and out, pumping, humping his mother's slobbering, squishy snatch! She felt the juices ooze out aroung his young, burning cock and smear to her madly fluttering clit and splatter against her son's digging cock and her vaginal opening made her shiver in wicked delight! Black balls, red cocks, hitting, ram-rodding into her squashy crack! The sounds of suction roared in her ears as the two cocks banged and thrust into her bottom holes! her head reeled and sprung to heights of heavenly bliss as her body shook and spasmed in hellish torment. Her body swung to meet her son's stabbing, thrusting cock and back again to get the full force of the dog's jamming prick. God, how wonderful. She was rolled, jolted and slammed by cocks from all directions! Her leaking juices lathered her boiling, gurgling snatch. She felt the heaving, grunting cock of her young son as he beat his meat into her clutching, grabbing twat! She clamped her spastic muscles around his young, innocent prick and squeezed her heat into his jack-hammering cock. Her lubricating oils made his young dick slide in the gush of her smelly juices. Her nostrils flared at the lovely odors of her well stabbed cunt! She dug her fingers into the kid's ass crack and layed her head on his slender chest with her titties rubbing, tickling onto his hot, sweaty flesh. She felt his soft, silky pubic hair rub against hers and thrilled at the sweet patch of golden hair that was tangled with hers. She adored her son's cock beating into her clutching, spastic twat! His drenched pubic hair smashed against hers and she tingled with exhuberance and mad, craving lust for his young, virgin sperm to bum up her torridly hot, leaking snatch! Her body trembled and jolted as the dog's hefty cock slammed into her asshole and jammed against her son's innocent cockhead! Her whole bottom was slammed, jolted, jerked as the two cocks worked her hard and heavy. She felt sparks of excited, electrical shocks spring through her boiling hot body. Every nerve was on fire as she rolled her pelvis on the two socking cocks! Her head swirled and her closed eyes saw stars shooting as her heated body slipped on her son's while he jammed in his rigid, bolld-gorged flesh! She felt the soft cove of her dog's thick, wet hair rub against her buns while his thick, rubbing cock slammed into her asshole and his swacking, black balls slammed to her squishy, cock-jammed vaginal opening! She couldn't take much of this rough, hard, beating fucks. Her clit was wildly fluttering as her son's hot prick rubbed against her with his every, delicious hot stab of young cock! She shook in ecstasy as her bottom throbbed in heated, leaking juicy jolts of hot, lustful, wicked, vile desire! She gasped for air between hefty swacks of cock... AND FELT THE CUM! HER CUM SPLASHED DOWN HER CLUTCHING, GRASPING, GOOSHY SMACK-HOLE AND FOAMED ALL OVER HER SON'S DIGGING, GRINDING, THROBBING, HOT COCK! Her body jolted in spastic delight as she leaked her thick, hot cream onto her son's young, virgin, stabbing cock!
She shivered in heated jerks as she had her free flowing orgasm all over her young son's grinding, pounding cock. The thick cream lathered her vagina which was crazily clutching, spasming, tightening, squeezing on her son's rapid-firing, young cock! How exciting! She smelled her strong, thick cream and heard the squishing soudns rumble through her head as she jerked her orgasm, the longest, more delicious orgasm she had ever shook through! She was sloppy wet all over her body from her feverish, flaming heat! Her back stuck to the dog's jamming body and her titties slipped on her son's smooth, hot flesh in the front. She shreiked with joy as her cum gushed out her gurgling, spastic hole!
She felt her young son slither ana slide under her smacking, gyrating hips as his young sturdy cock splashed his thick, virgin cream into his mother's clutching, grabbing twat! She heard his moans, his grunts as he slammed his jetting cock to wham her womb forcefully while he bathed her insides with his hot, bruning, seething jism! She reeled in shear delight at the feel of young, hot, exhuberant sperm gushing, lathering, mixing with her own draining cum! She was overwhelmed with hysterical passion as her body and that of her son slammed together as her hole was rivetted with his stiffly shooting cock! She moaned her frantic release and her delight at the heavy, hot sperm that blasted into her torridly clutching twat! She was thrilled to ecstasy by her young son's fuck! Her asshole burned like fire as the dog's flaming, thick, blood-filled cock slammed in, out, in, out, in, out of her rectal hole! The flaming, torridly burning, hurting of her spread asshole and buns thrilled her as the dog tore into her tender, oozing hole with fury! She felt his banging balls slide in the thick, gooey mess of her leaking orgasm.. Just when she thought she would scream with pain at the hurting in her asshole, she felt the dog's shovel-nosed cock spurt his thick cream to ease the stretching, pulling, and burning! The dog's cock shoved way up inside her asshole and blasted his thick, hot cream into her.
She relaxed from her frenzied, frantic excitement and laid on her son's wracking body in exhaustion, feeling the cum leak out of her cunt and asshole. She glowed with the throbs, the beats, the gushes of cum that oozed and flushed her holes. Her glazed eyes focused while she nibbled on her son's ear with released, passionate delight. His skin was so hot, so smooth, so lovely to her touch. She about burst with lustful craving to keep her youngster's weakening cock sunk deeply in her flooded, smelly hole. Her exhausted body wallowed in the luxury of her son's warmth and the dog's soft fur. She panted her breath while her fingers caressed her young son's naked body. He was so sweet, so warm, so delicious. His young prick was rubbery in her sloppy love-hole. His balls were soft, soggy and drenched from her wild orgasm and his own first fuck.
The big dog tugged to get his gorged knob out of her asshole. She heard him whine and groan as he pulled. Finally he just stayed still and panted an almost laughing grin while he waited for his heavy cock to go down, wither inside of her asshole.
Dottie kissed her young son tenderly and passionately. She bathed his young, steaming face and neck with her wet kisses. How she adored him! She nibbled at his neck and ears with softness of her lips. She felt saddened when his limp cock fell out of her flooded hole and her tangled hair parted from her son's as he slid out from under her. She fell flat on the floor with the dog's cock still stuck in her asshole. She glowed in pleasure as her young son sprawled on the floor beside her moaning and groaning his withered condition while he watched the dog tug his shot cock out of his mother's asshole!
Dottie oozed from her cunt and asshole and loved the feeling of the thick, hot juices as they trickled to bathe her slit and quiet clit. Oh, how she loved the aroma of spent cum and the sweet warmness of the flowing liquid. She bathed in the sweetness of her orgasm, her relaxed condition, her flared nostrils that picked up the sexual odors. Her soft hands patted her son's sweet, limp penis as it lay across his loose balls and the dog's shovel-nosed cock as it shrunk back into the fur encasement.
What a heavenly fuck from her son and dog! She loved taking little boy's cherries and the dog was always ready to screw. She had it made!
Chapter Ten
"What would make you think I'd say anything about my mother fucking her own son while the dog humped her from the ass?" Karen asked her mother sarcastically.
"I just know you better not," Dottie said sternly, trying to defend her actions. "I saw you getting it on with Ben and you've got no reason to condemn me in any way."
"So when did you see ... or think you saw Ben and me together?" Karen said indignantly.
"I saw! In your bedroom. So don't pull this innocent crap on me, young lady. You might get away with it at school, but I know you're balling a guy old enough to be your father!"
"Jealous? Or is that the reason you fucked your own son?"
"What's the difference? You got the older guy and I got the younger one. What's the big deal?"
"It's not nice to fuck your own son, that's the difference. What Ben and I have is true love," Karen said innocently.
"Bullshit! I've fucked him so many times it isn't funny. What you've got is a guy that screws the mother and the daughter. Ben is a mother fuckin' bastard and that's all! Has he told you he loves you?" Dottie asked indignantly.
"He doesn't have to. I can tell. .. and what's this shit about you having balled him?"
"My dear, sweet, dumb daughter, Ben and I've had a sexual relationship for five years. I've fucked that man every way there is to fuck a man. I've given him blow jobs, deep throated him, sucked the cum out of his prick, you name it and we've done it. So don't think you've got any prize package. He's not. You've got a married man that's horny for a twat and you've got a snatch, so that makes you fair game. That's it. He's like all the rest of the men."
"He loves me," Karen said with a tear in her eye. "You're just bitter." , "Bitter isn't the word for it. Factual is more the word you're looking for. Oh, how I loved him. He was my total reason for living when you were just a kid. Now, 111 admit, he's hot to fuck you and I've told him to go blow it out his ass. You know what really turns me on?" Dottie asked her daughter.
"Molesting your son and dog," Karen said flatly.
"That's the first time I ever messed around with your brother. The dog and I've had a thing going for a long time. I don't think you understand me. I really don't mean to be a dirty, old lady, but, God, I've got a sex drive that won't quit! I gotta do something about it and I've been burned so many times, I've just decided to do what I want. Young stuff is what really turns me on. Stiff, young cocks. Innocent pricks. That's where it's at. The dog comes in handy when there's no young cock around. I'm just trying to tell you what gives me a thrill for right now. You know I haven't got many years left. I'll be going through the change of life and then my ass'11 be mud. You know that. I just gotta have my fill of cock now, before it's too late. Please try and understand. Don't condemn me. I love you too much. I don't care if you screw around with Ben. He's a good fuck. A really neat piece of ass. He'll be good to you like he was to me. I really loved him, Karen. Don't get messed up and too much in love with him. He's not gonna divorce his wife. You're a cute, little thing on the side, that's all. Believe me, I know Ben."
"You might think you do. But, he loves me! How else could he fuck me so good? He kisses so neat. No, you're wrong. He loves me. He has to!"
"Nobody has to do anything, dear. He's using you, that's all it amounts to. Why don't you get attached to some kid your own age?"
"Why don't you?" Karen asked hotly.
"That hurt me," Dottie said.
"So you shouldn't be fucking your own son! My brother! He's only a kid!"
"He liked it. Why are you being such a bitch about it?"
"Because I like fucking Ben and I don't like you to talk about him. Just let me alone!" Karen stomped out of the mobile home.
"Shit!"
Dottie was at the bottom. She had let her sexual drive alienate her from her daughter, maybe her son, apparently all the young cocks she'd been fucking. She didn't have a friend in the world, not even her Ben whom she had always gone to. All she had was her dog and he didn't care who she fucked or when. Ralph would take on sloppy seconds or thirds or whatever. He was always ready to screw his lady .Dottie was all alone again, only more so! Now she didn't even have her kids!
She watched her young daughter stomp out into the street and bump into her sweet son, Tom. With tears in her eyes, she watched the two children walk away. She knew her daughter was telling Tommy that it was wrong to screw his mother and that Dottie was a pervert. Dottie cried until her shoulders shook in tormented pain and agony. What was she to do? She only had limited time to fuck and now everybody knew she was a pervert. She pushed the dog away from her when he came close to stick his cold nose up her round ass. Shit on the dog! Dottie had to get her shit together and shape up! She had to gain the love and respect of her children, so what if she never fucked again, big deal! She could always go back to her own finger banging. What a repulsive thought! No more sturdy young cocks, no more men, for what they were worth, no more dirth dog screws, shit, she wasn't a monk! She would become one for her children. So why? Her Karen was fucking the only man she had loved in years and her son would most likely get it on with some little girl now that he had been initiated. But Dottie had to maintain and abstain. Shit. That was what respect was all about?
Karen was gon. Tom was gone. She was all alone again! Her worst enemy was riding her ass ... loneliness! Dottie rambled through the mobile home all day cleaning and messing around as she listened to all the sad songs on the stereo. She condemned herself continually as she worked, stuffed her body with tranquilizers and aspirins. God, what a miserable life!
Sweet, little, innocent Karen took her young brother and they left the trailer park. She gave Tom particular hell about fucking their mother and Tom listened to every word his sister said. He couldn't understand how anything that felt so good could be so wrong, even though he knew none of his friends were fucking their mothers, or he didn't think they were. But, then, most of his friends had mothers and fathers and that-would make the difference. He could see why his mother was so lonely. Lots of nights both he and his sister went out and left her at home alone and all she had was her dog. Tom could not find it in his heart to condemn his mother. He loved her too much. And he loved the way her mouth felt on his young cock and how his cock felt up her twat. No, Tom couldn't condemn his mother. He listened to his sister and what she had to say and wondered how she could be so cold towards their mom. He didn't realize that Karen had her own problems after hearing about Ben and Dottie. Karen knew her mother wouldn't lie to her. She never had. Dottie had always stood behind her children one hundred percent on everything and she had worked her ass off to keep the kids going financially. Dottie was a good mother, with a few minor exceptions. Karen wanted to go to Ben and ask him if he had really fucked her mother. It was true, he never did tell Karen he loved her. Her mother was probably right and that really hurt Karen. She had only made out with Ben. She had been true to him and believed he was true to her. He hadn't been and Karen wondered how many other women he was fucking on the side along with his wife. She felt sick to her stomach.
The two kids walked to the park and fell on the green grass.. They talked about sex and neither of them had ever had fucking with a young person. Karen told her brother about Ben and Tom told his sister about their mother and the horny dog. They compared notes and came up with the same answers. Fucking was good and they both been used by the older people.
"Have you got a big cock?" Karen asked her brother from her reclining position on the grass.
Tom shrugged his shoulders. "I guess."
"Well, didn't you ever look at the other guys in the toilet?" she asked.
"Yeah. I guess I'm about the same. Hell, I don't know."
"Can Hook?" Karen asked.
"And compare me with Ben? He's older and he's got to be bigger," Tom said, squirming on his butt.
"Let me see," Karen begged her brother.
"Here in the park?" he asked.
"Nobody's around. Why not? All you gotta do is unhook you Levi's."
"Shit. What if we get caught?" he asked.
"Look. So you've fucked mom and she's kinda old. I mean, really, she's almost forty. All I've fucked is a guy even older than her. I just wanna see what a young cock looks like, that's all."
Tom looked around and the silence was deafening. There wasn't a soul anywhere around. The trees ruffled their branches in the breeze and that was the extent of sound. The grass whispered silently as it rippled in the wind.
He slowly unbuttoned his pants and hauled out his hard cock for his sister to look at. He felt funny and nasty. Oh, they had run from the bathroom to their bedrooms at home without any clothes on, and they had sprinted through the mobile home naked, or had breakfast in underwear, but to show his sister his cock when it was hard and ready to fuck was a different story. He felt weird and uncomfortable.
Karen was awed. She thought her brother's cock was gorgeous! Young and hard and throbbing. She licked her lips as she watched him jiggle his tough cock around. She loved the way he could make his cock jerk and move around in the air. Her young mouth watered for her brother's cock. She had to touch it.
Karen reached for young Tom's rigid flesh and felt his warmness. She tingled with joy at his pulsating cock. His cock was so milky white and clean and pure. His skin was like white ermine with small patches of golden, silky pubic hair. He had such beautiful blue veins that throbbed his hot blood to his lovely, swollen cockhead. His young firm body looked delicious to her, so fine, so clean, and smelled so fantastically good. His steaming crotch sent the aroma of sweet muskiness singeing into his sister's flared nostrils.
Tom laid on his side in the wavy grass while his sister was beside him, sitting and playing with his lovely, young penis. Her hands groped into his tight Levi's and gently pulled out his full ovals which were bursting with young sperm. She licked her lips at the wonderful sight of her brother's cock and testicle's. The softness of his hot skin sent her into a shambles of melted flesh. Her heart pounded as she gasped for breath. Her body singed with simmering heat as passionate lust for her brother's cock soared through her young body. She wanted to be close to him, to be inside of him and him inside of her. Touching was not enough. She had to have more of him, all of him. If this was love, she had it. This was not the thrill of the moment type thing. This was loving, caring and desiring her younger borther. Her love for him mounted to the skies as she breathed heavily into his delicious crotch. She had to have him! Anyway, anyhow, anytime! She had to possess her brother, not only his cock and nuts, his whole entire being. Karen was pantingly in love with her own brother! If she thought she was in love with Ben, that was a wild stimulation. This was an adoring, absolute total giving of herself to her brother. He made her tingle, crave, hunger for his cock. She wanted to press her young body against his and feel the warmth of his body against hers. She wanted to own him. She never wanted to let go of him. To always be able to touch him, to love him, to fuck him, to kiss him, to be a part of his every movement and action. Karen had it bad for her brother! She had never felt the sparks fly, the electricity flow, the erotic passions ignite every nerve like she felt now. Her brother stirred her to insurmountable heights of lust, passion, love, desire!
She bent to his love organ and tipped his swollen cockhead with a warm, passionate, luscious kiss as her tongue flicked over and over his tender, desirable penis. He felt so good to her! She pressed his hot, jerking cock to her feverish face and felt the steady thuds of his blood-gorged cock. She nibbled up and down his tough cock tasting his sweet deliciousness, smelling his lovely musky aroma, feeling his soft, hot flesh and silky pubic hair. Oh, God, she would do anything for her brother. She felt so boiling over with love and cringing desire she thought she would explode with wildness at any moment. Her hands were all over his slender, young body. She opened her hot, young mouth and slipped in his pulsating, beating swollen cockhead and flicked her darting tongue back and forth across his pee-hole. She delighted at the fantastic smoothness of his beautiful cockhead and longed to devour him, all of him!
Karen had never felt like a whimpering, simmering blob of flesh that melted in craving desire. She would do anything for her young brother. The thrill of feeling his thumping, beating cock inside her mouth soared through her young body. She pressed her swaying hips against his slim shoulders and her pussy went wild! Her juices trickled down her love shaft and her clit shook nearly to death! She wanted to spread her legs and take any or all of him into her warmth. She was frantic with lustful desire and love. The craving for her brother's cock gnawed at her lower belly. She loved the tracing of his thick, hot blooded veins, as her hot tongue caressed his jerking cock deep inside her mouth. He felt so damned good to her watering mouth she thought she would die of happiness and delight! God, she loved him, her brother! She would give him the best blow job she possibly could and hoped he would respond back in heated passion. Her hands cradled his soft-skinned balls as she inched her brother's prick into her torridly hot, quivering mouth. His cock was so succulent, so tasty, so hot, so absolutely delicious that she shook in a wild frenzy. Her tongue wrapped around her brother's prick as she tugged it into her mouth and sucked like mad! She felt his smooth cockhead punch against the back of her mouth at the entrance to her throat. God, she had never deep throated anybody. Her Ben had wanted her to, but she had always been afraid. With her brother, she was so hungry for his cock she wanted to gobble the whole thing down deep inside her craving guts. Her whole body simmered and steamed with desire for her brother's young cock. She moaned her delight as she whipped her hot, spitty tongue around his rigid flesh and pressed her damp pussy tightly to his shoulder loving the hardness of him. Karen pulled out her brother's stiff cock and wallowed it across her face. She felt the beat, the throb, the pulse, the wetness of his fine, young cock. She was absorbed by his heavy thudding of cock, lost to the world of reality in her loving craze to feel, eat, suck and fuck her brother's cock! She moaned her passion into his steaming, delectable crotch as she lathered his cock and rocks with her hot, torrid, wet kisses. She clutched his ass tightly to her face and burrowed down deep into his hairy, golden pubic area to lick and nibble all over his hot flesh as he pumped his pelvis to her mouth.
She frantically pulled her jeans off and laid bare assed on the cool grass with her damp, matted pussy punched tight against her brother's hot, shaking body. She felt the coolness of the breeze, but that didn't help her heated condition at all! She was so hot and lusty for her brother's cock, she steamed, her sweet, lovely juices trickled down her flaming twat and leaked into her spasming crotch. Her clit went wild with passion. Her hairy snatch fumed of her sweet odors the more she dripped her lust. She had to fuck her brother!
She swung around on the grass and straddled his slim, young, swinging, pumping body. She lowered her wet, clutching cunt to feel his young, hard prick snub at her hole! She shivered in glorious passion and tossed her head back to look at the heavens as she slid slowly, quiveringly, shakingly down, down, down on his throbbing, jerking, pulsating cock! How absolutely delicious! Her hot bottom felt the jolts, the throbs, the heavy pulsations of her brother's young thudding cock as it thumped deeply within her young, sweet snatch. She slid up and down on his lubricated rod until she felt her spread crack smack against his hot flesh. She had his young cock all the way inside her! She trembled with feverish excitement! She rested her hands on his slender chest while she rode his young, stiff cock hard and heavy. The sweet smells that rose from her dribbling crotch stimulated her to a feverish, excited pitch.
She felt her clit vibrate, her cunt muscles spasm frantically as she bobbed up and down on her brother's stiff, hot, jabbing cock. Her uterus was smacked severely by his pulsating, digging, grinding cockhead as she gleefully bounced. Her golden pubic hair matted damply against his sweet, golden pubic hair. Her titties bounced even though they were tightly held by her bra. Her fingers flicked her brother's tiny nipples as her hands slid around on his hot flesh. Her asscrack was spread and she felt his firm, full ovals every time she smacked her spread slit down hard on his testicles. She was filled with wild, young, exuberant fire as she rode her younger brother's rigid, hot blooded cock! She felt the unquenchable pangs of heated passion in her lower gut. She bounced up and down on her brother's cock loving every minute of his stiff cock digging into her tight, squeezing tunnel. Her spasming, golden twat leaked, dribbled with hot, excited juices lathering his cock with thick oils for easier penetration. She trembled in fervored excitement as she rode his high, rigid, blood-gorged cock. She wilted over his young body while he pumped his cock in, out, in, out of her steaming, simmering twat. Her head rested on his upper chest. The feeling was too good and she couldn't maintain her upright position of riding his stabbing, thrusting cock. She kissed her brother's hot neck and felt the young, exhuberant heaves of his throbber as she rotated her bare ass around and around on his stabbing prick. Her wildly spasming vaginal muscles squeezed, clamped, tightened around her brother's quickly hammering cock. She thrilled at the feeling of her spread pussy as it was rubbed by his silky-smooth pubic hair. Her clit vibrated her heated, boiling crotch to a shambles. She felt the hot oozing of her womanly juices as they leaked and dribbled out of her fiesty twat and coated her simmering, gurgling crack. She felt the slippery feeling of his lathered crotch, his bathed balls and she quivered in delicious excitement! She rolled her blonde head on his slim chest as he heaved his pelvis up, up, up! She delighted at the depth her little brother's cock could reach! Her hips swirled passionately on his heavy stem as she bounced her eager, bubbling twat up and down on his stabbing, throbbing cock. His delicious, swollen cockhead pumped in and out of her clammoring, passionate snatch. She had to have more of him! She trembled and shook in wild, untamed, uncontrollable desire as she bobbed up and down on his pulsating cock. She was shaking so badly she coudl hardly keep her balance. She felt his young arms encircle her body and hold her tightly against his bare chest in his sweat as he moaned his pleasure. She was bounced and bobbed as the little boy swung his pelvis up into her steaming, heated, gurgling crotch. He loved to feel her hot, soothing juices trickle out of her twat and drip onto his balls and smear bis thighs. He enthusiastically pumped his throbbing cock up into her warm, clutching, soft cunt. He felt as if his hard prick was engulfed in paradise. Her hair was so soft, even matted, as it rubbed against his young crotch. Her jiggling, little, rigid clit thrilled him to heated exhuberance and he pounded his hard cock up her clamping twat. Sweat bubbled on his forehead as he fucked his sister with all the heat, passion and lust he could manage. The tip of his young cockhead tickled in excited pleasure! He felt the surging of his cum mount in heated, feverish passion. His young pelvis swung up harder as he jack-hammered his thick, hard, beating cock into his sister's hot, gurgling, steaming twat! He cringed in lust as he felt her tight muscles clamp and spasm on his digging, grinding cock!
Karen's nipples pushed rigidly against her brother's thin chest as she rode his stimulating, hard, rocking cock hard and heavy! She was jolted by his every mighty thrust of pelvis, as he rivetted her snatch with his rock-hard cock. His full, hot oval bounced between his young thighs as he felt his sister's torridly hot snatch bang down hard on his rugged cock! He was ready to explode his guts! The mounting urge in his cock bubbled up to his cockhead and he blasted her slobbering cunt with his steady flow of hot, soothing jism! His young body slithered under hers as he shot his hot, excited blast of young cum to splatter into her clutching, grasping, clamping tube. His young body wracked with his exploding orgasm which thrilled Karen to a highly pitched shooting of her own hot, gushing flood of orgasmic juices!
Her spastic clit shook violently as it was drenched in the mixed, leafang juices of their mutual orgasm! Her entire bottom spasmed while her hairy snatch clutched and grabbed to squeeze out all of her brother's shooting sperm. Her own gushing juices made her hole hotly running with cum. She shivered in her ecstasy! Her nipples wer rigid with pleasure as she slid all over her younger brother's quaking, slithering body. Her fingers dug into his young flesh to hold his pelvis tightly into hers! Her frantic moans of desire fulfilled mixed s with his. Her crotch simmered in the delightful juices as they leaked out and smeared her clutching crack. His young balls went soft and soggy as his stiff dick withered inside her hot, fiery, clamping tube.
At the last of their shaking, hot, spastic orgasm she fell full force on her younger brother and sighed hotly against his body. She loved her brother's cock, the way he speared into her twat, everything about his body! He was a fine, young screw and she thrilled as she shivered her quaking, spastic finally to the luscious orgasm! She rolled off her brother's hot body when his limp cock fell out of her gushing hole. She looked up at the sky and panted hotly.
"Suppose we better get back home? Mom'U be worried about us."
What the hell, so her mother fucked her brother. Big deal, now so had she. So her mother had screwed Ben, big deal, so had she. How could Karen condemn her mother for the very things she herself had done? She couldn't and besides, she loved her mother.
Her mother was going to be competition for her in the fucking line seeing as how they both fucked the same guys. What the hell. Karen got up to leave. She watched her little brother stuff his withered cock back into his tight Levi's and the two of them walked home together.
Chapter Eleven
Dottie could tell by the looks on her children's faces when they came home that her son and daughter had fucked! They both looked so happy and satisfied as they held hands. She smelled the stale cum on their bodies as they walked into their mobile home.
Dottie wasn't sure of how they felt about her. She sipped her coffee and dragged on her cigarette. She warmed to a motherly glow when her young daughter leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. Dottie smelled the hot juices that still trickled out of her daughter's simmering cunt. When her young son hugged her close, she knew everything was all right. Dottie smiled at her children ... At least she wasn't totally alone! Her dear children had not left her forever!
There was a knock at the door and Karen let
Ben inside the trailer.
"Who'd you come to fuck, my mother or me?" she asked flatly.
He stammered that he didn't know what she was talking about.
"Like hell you don't, you motherfuckin', cocksuckin', misconnected, pukin', son of a bitch!" Karen lashed.
"Do you let your daughter talk like this?" Ben asked in amazement.
"Only when it's true," Dottie said, hugging her young daughter around the shoulders.
"Go home and fuck your old lady, you asshole. And don't bring your horny, old, crinkled, hot cock aroung this trailer anymore! My mother and I've had enough of this fuckin' just for the hell of it, bit. So haul buns, you old fart and go find somebody else to screw! We don't need you!" Karen was furiously angry.
Dottie had mixed emotions but she would stand by her daughter come hell or high water! Dottie had loved Ben so much she still creamed her jeans when she thought about him or saw him. She could have even overlooked the fucking of her daughter just to keep him coming back to hold her. Dottie knew Ben wouldn't hurt her daughter, just give her a wonderful thrill for the time being. Dottie was finding out very fast just where her daughter's loyalties were and Dottie beamed at her fiery daughter.
"Get your stinkin', fuckin' asshole out of here and don't you ever come back! You let my mother alone and you let me alone or I'll make you wish you had!" Karen fumed at the big man.
"And just what the hell is a snot-nosed brat like you gonna do about me?" he said beligerantly.
"She might not do a thing, but I will, " came a voice from behind Ben. It was Ray.
Dottie hardly remembered him from the night she had spent with him right after Ben had put her down so hard. Now Ray had come to her rescue one more time. Dottie glowed.
She didn't want Ray hurt even though she barely knew him and she didn't want Ben hurt since she still had feelings towards him. She need not worry because all of a sudden her mobile home was like Grand Central Station. The three young boys, George, Frank, and Mark drove up and walked to the door. Ray had his backing. Even though the young boys didn't know exactly what the hell was going on, they were on Dottie's side and so was Ray.
Ben backed out of the door grumbling. He had lost two fucks right there! He was not amused at all.
Dottie still had her problem of no men, but she was not ALL ALONE! Her children were still with her. They were some consolation, but she knew her children would grow to adulthood and marry and leave her alone. All the young boys would grow up and she would just die a slow death of loneliness and crotch rot. She didn't have her problems, but she did. She did have her kids back, but she was still alone according to her sex life. And she did have a hell of a sex drive! She didn't know what the hell she was going to do. She glowed in the love of her children and figured that was all she would ever have. When her kids grew up and left home, she thought she would just do away with herself. She could not hack living alone! At least now she had her kids and she supposed she could suffer through until the kids were grown up by having her wet dreams and finger banging herself. She was just so happy that her kids were back and standing up for her. She would have to struggle through the next few years and then end it all. It was not what she wanted, but she did not want to go on living the way she was. Fucking the young boys who would grow up and get girls their own ages, fucking the dog which she considered slightly perverted or being alone. She had very little choice. For right now she would have to content herself with her children, her fucking dog and her own hand jobs. She sighed at her own problems that seemed insurmountable.
She really quivered when Ray came and put his big warm hands around her waist.
"I'll take care of you," he said softly in her ear. She trembled in the glow of being wanted. Her children loved her and now Ray wanted to help her. It was a glorious feeling. Only there was one problem and that was she had this thing for young cocks and Ray was not all that young. She thought of him more as the grandfatherly type. He was sweet and kind and loving. He was a real peach. Only her clit quivered for the three young boys that stood in her living room.
"I really think you mean that, that you'll take care of me," Dottie said to Ray.
"I do. I'll marry you and love you and provide for you and take care of you for the rest of your life," he whispered.
"Right now, I'd like to be alone with my children, if you don't mind. It's been a hard day and I just want to hold my children. You understand?" she asked him softly.
"You've got my number and I'll be back. If you need me before, just call. I love you very much. I knew from the very first that I did. I'll wait for your call and I'll be back," he said, kissing her on the cheek as he left.
Dottie glowed at being loved and wanted so much that Ray wanted to marry her and take care of her forever . .. except right now she had three young boys right in the middle of her living room and that didn't count her young, horny son and her daughter. Her crotch had the itch. She felt the leaking of her womanly juices smear into her panties.
"Where were you guys last night?" she asked.
Each one had a different place he had to go and all of them said they were sorry. They hesitated about answering since young Karen was there.
Dottie assured them it was all right to talk in front of her daughter. Why not have all the fucking out in the open. No need to be sneaky about it anymore.
Dottie took her blouse off and unhooked her bra. She stood half naked in front of the kids and her horny dog.
"What is this?" Frank asked.
"Yeah, I thought you and that guy were gonna get married," Mark put in.
"Some day, maybe. Right not I'm not ready. I've got this thing for young cocks. And all you guys got young pricks. When I'm older and over the hill is plenty of time to marry him. If he's so in love, he'll wait. Not me! I'm hot to trot right now! My crotch's wet with desire for one or more cocks. What the hell I can't handle, Karen can. Oh, I'll keep Ray on the string, but let's face it, boys, you guys are a hell of a lot more exciting then he is. Who wants to fuck?" she asked, with a wicked, evil look in her eyes.
"All together?" George asked.
"Why the hell not?" Dottie asked him back.
"Come on, guys, it's orgy time. We'll all get our rocks off today!"
Dottie was extremely happy. She would never have to be alone again. She had Ray stashed for whenever she needed him and she had all her young cocks at her command right now. Who could ask for more? She slipped her panties off and stood like a golden, sex goddess in front of all the young boys she had fucked. From the top of her golden head to her precious, gold pussy, she was a shimmering, tawny symbol of fucking. Her pink titties jutted to hold her darker pink nipples. Trickles of womanly juice sparkled in her pubic hair.
Karen was hot to go since she had fucked her younger brother, so she ripped off her clothes and joined her tawny mother, waiting for the young boys to get out of their clothes.
"To think I wasted all that time on that fart, Ben," Dottie said, oogling the young, hard dicks in front of her.
"Me, too," Karen agreed.
Dottie took her young son by the hand and led him over to a cushioned corner of the living room and collapsed on the pile of pillows with him. She encircled his young body with her arms and kissed him hotly in the ear spilling her heavy spit to gush and roar in his head. She moved her mouth to whisper across his young lips. She tipped his hot, eager tongue with hers as she pressed her boobs tightly against his slender chest.
She heard her young son moan at her tender touches of tongue across his hot lips as he panted his heat. She tongued up his soft, smooth cheek and burrowed her tongue into his other ear. She tasted the sweetness of his young, hot flesh while her jutting titties pressed his smooth, pounding flesh. She trembled as she melted against her young, adorable son. She slid down, pulling him with her and pressed her golden pussy against his hard cock. She felt the stiff pounding, pulsating of his young, innocent body against hers. She gasped for breath as her hands encircled the youth's shoulders and pulled his steamingly hot body so close to hers. She loved the feeling of his hot, naked flesh tight against hers. Her son ignited her every womanly instinct of passion and she quaked with hungry desire. She craved his hot, young cock and wrapped her leg over his swinging pelvis to pull his hard prick to snug at her cunt entrance. Her gurgling tunnel of love spasmed and clutched at her son's young, beating cockhead. Her strong, vaginal muscles pulled in his hesitant cock. She felt the strong, heavy beat, the piercing throbs of his young cock as it inched up into her twat. She simmered in her own heat as her young son socked his cock into her warm, soft, smooth, silky tunnel. He felt the pressure of her squeezes on his penetrating prick and moaned his happiness. She felt his young, strong hands on her jutting titties as he bent his head to nibble hotly on her rigid, rosebud nipples. His hot mouth sent her into orbit of sexual splendor. God, she couldn't control her anxious desires to feel his hot, sweet cum flood into her squishy hole and drench her with his love juice! Her body spasmed with passionate delight as her young son slammed in his hard cock and beat relentlessly against her womb. She shivered in heated lust for his young cock! Her#head reeled in the contented, yet spiraling glory of his kisses, his punching cock, his young arms, his mouth on her tits, all of him. She spasmed hotly as her twat leaked her juices of desire onto his stabbing, young cock. She tightened her vaginal muscles around his jamming prick and clutched passionately as he slammed in a lusty fuck to his mother! She moaned and grunted her heaves of swirling hips. She wanted his young cock so far up inside of her that she felt his prick in her throat. Her hands were frantic with touching him. . . everywhere, anywhere . .. just to touch his soft, flexed flesh. She dug her fingers into his tightly clenched asscheeks and felt for his asshole. Even puckered, she forced a finger into his rectum and wiggled his asshole to jubilation! She sweat in her fervored lust for her son's heaving, thrusting throbber. Her jolting body quivered as her love juices trickled down her squeezing tunnel to bathe her son's hot, pulsating cock. She tossed her head in tormented anguish! She could not get enough of his cock no matter how hard he heaved and thrust! She rolled him over in the softness of the pillows and straddled his pelvis. Her spread asscrack smacked down hard on his rigid, piercing cock! She felt it! the length, the thickness, the hardness, the pulsing, the throbbing, the beating! So good! So tremendously rugged! Hot! Her emotions shot, spiraled, soared to the heights of ecstasy! She shook as she rode her son's hot, stabbing cock! She felt his full, gorged balls singe at her asshole and trembled at the burning, fiery heat! She leaned over her son's naked body and swung her boobs to his hot, young mouth! She gloried when he nipped on one rigid nipple and then the other! The heated sweat prickled all over her body as she slammed her ass down hard on her son's jabbing cock. She felt his cockhead swell and punch at her tender womb. Oh, the heat, the passion, the lust, the desire she had welled up in her body .. . and her dam was about to burst! The deep love for her son mixed with the highly pitched emotions drove her to exhuberant pounds and leaps onto his firm, young cock! She was wild with passion as she clenched her leaking snatch onto his hard cock and slid up and slammed down hard! She rocked herself into unbelievable lust for his young prick as he stabbed, socked, slammed into her juicing snatch. Her hairy pussy matted in her trickling juices as her young son pounded his stiff, throbbing cock into her grabbing twat!
She heard the noisy sounds of heavy juices being squished up and down her hot, bubbling twat and her ears roared to magnificent splendor as she shook and quaked in happiness. Her heart pounded in madness as she rode her son's hot cock! she shook and quaked in happiness. Her heart pounded in madness as she rode her son's hot cock!
In the background were the sounds of Karen sucking off George. Young Karen was good and she knew it! She had had a damned fine teacher in Ben! George was the most shy and inexperienced, is one reason Karen chose him to blow. His fine, young cock thrilled her. The hot pumping of his thick, beating cock against the back of her mouth sent her into exotic orbit. She wrapped her tongue around his hot-blooded cock as she sucked it in. She tipped his tiny pee-hole with her flicking tongue and stuck her pink, dainty tongue into his peter-hole. She felt the softness of the skin that held his throbbing cockhead and nearly creamed her twat right there. She traced the thick veins up and down his pounding stem while she nibbled to her mad delight. His hot, beating skin thrilled her. She nudged down into his hot, steaming balls to feel the fullness of them. He smelled so young, so strongly masculine, so delicious! Her opened mouth slipped up his strong cock to his swollen cockhead and she slipped it into her slobbery mouth. To feel the thumping, the throbbing, the beating of his heavily pulsating cock sent her emotions soaring to no limits! Her young breasts pressed into somebody's hot hands as she felt a rigid cock at her vaginal opening, pressing into her tight, squishy twat. She felt his thick, bristly hair rub into her steaming asscrack as he snubbed his thudding cockhead to her grasping snatch. She felt his flat belly curl around her buns while his heavy cock slammed tightly, screwed in securely to her spasming, squashy snatch. She felt his fingers encircle her swinging hips and touch at her pubic hair. The heat of his fingers burned into her hairy flesh as he spread her labia apart and flicked her tender, squiggling clit! Karen spasmed in delight at the feel of his hot cock ramming in and out of her tight, young, squishy cunt while his strong fingers worked her madly vibrating clit. She felt his fingers slide around in her soft, smooth squishiness. She thrilled at the wonderful feeling of his digging cock and soft, working hands. Her hips rotated in wild gyrations as she squeezed tightly on his jabbing cock. She felt Frank's hot, young breath on her naked back as he belted his hard cock into her squishy, sloppy, slobbering hole! She spasmed and her skin prickled with passionate desire at the hearty heaving of muscular, hot-blooded cock, punching, whamming, jolting into her hairy, juicy twat.
Her young mouth worked George's precious cock stem up and down. Her wet nibblings bathed his stiff rod. Her open mouth watered down his pounding, excited cock to bathe his nest of fur. Her open mouth inched his love organ into her mouth again to bang against the back of her throat. She felt the beat, the throb, the thick pulsing of his jamming, ramming, torridly hot cock! Her hot, grabbing hands craddled his love organ and hot, full rocks while she gobbled down his rigid flesh into her tight, runged throat. She felt the jerking, the mad, frenzied jolting of his hot, spearing eock in her neck, beating, stretching, pounding1. She was so thrilled she nearly melted in her shoes! Her head spiraled into orbit as she pulled out his thudding cock and kissed his lovable cockhead as she wallowed in the thick spit. She felt the love organ press against her feverish face and she adored the lather on his penis as she loved his God-like organ, holding his prick, cradling his cock, kissing his whang! Quickly she shoved his horny cock back into her torridly hot mouth and whipped her tongue around his flexed, hard cock. She adored his pounding prick and gulped the jerking, swollen cock back down her throat to spear into her hot and heavy! Her raging passions shot waves of frantic, frenzied lust to her simmering, bubbling crotch where she got jammed, belted and stuck hard and heavy! Her clit fluttered into exuberant ecstasy as she felt the warm trickles of her love juices lubricate her clamping, spasming love tunnel. Her entire body shook in spastic delight! Her titties jiggled and her nipples pressed rigidly into George's soft, hot, naked flesh! She felt his sparse pubic hair against her chin as she ate his dick deep into her throat. The taste of his delicious cock thrilled her to flushed passion. Her overwrought body shook and shimmied in fervid sensationalism. She tingled from her worked clit and fucked hole to her gulping, frenzied flurring tongue. She dragged out his swollen, red, cockhead and nipped as she licked! Her wet kisses bathed his darling, pumping cock as she forced his jolting cockhead back down her gurgling throat! His pubic hair smelled of the deliciousness of his lubricating juices and her hot, bubbling spit! She bobbed her golden head up and down with a frantic lash of fury as her hairy, squishy cunt got socked and whammed viciously by the young, ecstatic cock with the full, swinging balls! Her belly flared with the electrifying sparks of maddening desire as her pelvis quivered and shot off her explosive gush of young cum! She boiled Frank's cock as. he jack-hammered his thick penis into her wildly spasming, gushing, slobbery twat! Her body jerked and jolted at her frantically wild orgasm! Her head swam in maddening dizziness as her hot, young body spasmed hysterically.
She felt the hotness of shooting cum gush down her gasping throat and young George shot his wad ricochetting to her gut! Her mouth was all over his crotch, licking, lapping, nuzzling, kissing, nibbling in her fired-up frenzied jolts. She nuzzled into his silky, matted pubic hair with all the fury of a wild, untamed animal and slurped up his leaking juices. She tasted the saltiness of his still shooting cock juice. She felt the warmth of it, the thickness, the creaminess of his shooting, spraying love juice! She licked her lips as George fell jerking, wracking to the floor clutching his penis and gut. His moans of passion filled the room.
Her own trickling orgasm rushed out of her hairy twat and lathered Frank's hot rod. Her juices trickled down her spasming, clutching, hairy snatch as she squeezed tightly on his jabbing, spearing cock as it pummelled her dripping, leaking, squishy tube! Her wracking body crumbled into a mass of torridly heated flesh and she thought she would die of sexual bliss. She gasped as her naked tits heaved for her to get air into her lungs.
She felt Frank's shooting cock flush into her tight, smooth, flooding vaginal tube. She cringed at the warmth, the luscisousness, the heat, the thick cream that mixed with her own torridly hot, leaking cum. Her body shivered in anguish as she loved the foam, the thick lather, tile lusciousness of his coating, creaming cum in her spasming cunt. How absolutely wonderful to be so happy!
She smiled her contentment and her mouth was shoved full of Mark's harsh cock. He had been watching it all, the squirming of Karen's hot, sweaty body, the rear mount of his buddy, Frank, the deep throating of George, the fucking in the comer of Dottie and her son, and Mark had squeezed the tip of his cockhead all the way through. His breathing was heavy and labored as he punched his stiff cock into young Karen's mouth and pumped wildly! His load was ready to explode wildly as his hips swung into frantic, furious jabs and thrust his spurting cock splashing into her young mouth. He had no control after all he had seen. Karen tasted his salty, delicious, mouth-watering jism and felt her tongue bathed in the swimming, flooding spurt of his cum. She swallowed rapidly and still couldn't get all of his shooting cum down her throat! She licked her lips as his spray of frantic juice lessened. How super delicious! She loved it! She adored his shot cock wallowing in his cum and her leaking, dripping spit. His warmth singed through her wracking body as Frank's cock fell limply out of her drooling, splattered, filled cunt. Her pussy was flooded and matted as she lay on the floor with a rubbery dick plunging in and out of her mouth. She felt his warm, soggy balls rest on her chin in the mixture of her spit and his orgasmic juices. His soft, soft testicles wallowed against her flaming face in ecstasy! She moaned her contentment'as the three boys sprawled on the floor beside her, wracking in agony.
Dottie was over in the corner on the pile of pillows fucking her son to frenzied heights. She leaned over her young cock as she splatted down hard on his pelvis rocking him to sexual oblivion. She rode his rigid cock up and down, loving the warm squishes of her lubricating juices as they oozed out of her bubbling, gurgling, boiling hole. Her head roared with the gush of excited blood as her son clung to her bouncing titties.
She was thrilled to exuberance when she felt a young, sturdy cock beat at her asshole! She leaned forward on her fucking son so her asscheeks would be widely spread for the other hard cock. She flinched at the pain and the pleasure of George's hard cock as it punched into her tight botton. She felt her son's young cockhead bang against the stabbing cockhead of the ass fucker and thrilled in wild, mad, frenzied ecstasy! Her boobs were pulled and tugged by strange hands from behind, Mark's Her nipples were flicked wildly as she bounced on her son's stiff cock and was punched by the heavy throbber from behind. God! How heavenly!
The clincher to her frenzied, frantic, fantastic orbiting of her lusty, fuck-happy being was when she felt a tongue on her madly fluttering clit! Frank had managed to crawl between legs and humping asses to get his face under her leaking twat and he was licking her vibrating clit and slurping up all her dripping juices! She shook violently in exotic excitement as her entire bottom was stretched with young cocks and at the same time her clit was nipped by this youngster's teeth, sending her into sexual oblivion! Dottie was hysterical with raging, passionate flutters. Her nerves were flaming with electrified fire!
She opened her mouth in agony to scream her frenzied, mad delight and Mark crammed in his fiery, feisty cockhead. She wanted to clamp down on his swollen cockhead in crazed excitement, but gulped in his throbbing, pulsating prick instead. He jammed her throat with his digging, grinding cockhead and felt his stiff cock thump down into her throat!
God! What heaven! A young cock in her hungry, singeing, spasming cunt, another hearty cock in her smooth, satiny asshole, a hot, licking mouth under her dripping, leaking, fluttering clit, and still another hard, young cock punched down her throat!
Her body wracked, shook, spasmed, and dribbled in wonderful, luxurious, heavenly heat! She had all she wanted! Young cocks everywhere, in her every hole, fucking her, sucking her, eating her, plunging down her ready, eager throat....
Fucking heaven! She tossed her head up to heaven in thanks and felt her mouth shot full of hot, young, spraying cum. She licked the thick, foamy, lathering cream as it leaked down her lips and chin.
She spasmed her own orgasm while she licked the shooting cock and reeled into sexual ecstasy.. ..
