Pedophilia, or sexual relations between adults and adolescents, is a much misunderstood concept. In an era of supposed sexual liberation, many people still regard sex between the generations with anger, misunderstanding, and contempt. Our legal system reinforces the idea that sex between lovers of widely differing ages is somehow sinful and reprehensible, penalizing such liaisons with antiquated severity.
Psychologists tell us that an attraction toward young lovers is universal among mature adults. And, of course, the converse is true, in that adolescents, confused by the changes in their developing sexuality, often turn to older individuals for their initiation into erotic activity.
The following novel, The Housekeeper's Young Studs, a dramatization of this common phenomenon, deals with Regina Barres, a woman confused and almost defeated by life. Widowed after twenty years of sterile and unfulfilling marriage, Regina is cast into the world on her own, friendless and in financial difficulty.
Regina manages to find employment as housekeeper in the Cokes family, a clan consisting of a widower and his three sons, ranging in age from twelve to seventeen. After two weeks in the Cokes household, Regina comes to learn that more is expected of her than cooking and cleaning.
Blackmailed into an affair with George, the oldest son, Regina soon learns that she has a taste for youth. George and then his two younger brothers became indispensable to the middle-aged beauty, a source of sensual gratification that she had not achieved in two decades of married life.
Confused by her erotic yearnings, Regina struggles against herself, realizing that her affairs with the Cokes youngsters stand in direct contrast to her long-held moral standards. It is only after months of agonized worry that she is able to unite the contradictory strands of her existence.
Regina's story is typical of the struggles many people face in achieving erotic liberation. The resolution she finds, combining sensual satisfaction and personal fulfillment, points to a direction in which thousands are heading. Her adventures should prove relevant to all thinking adults.
You will find the Rated X books, along with their companions, the Surree Collectors Series and the HIS 69 gay titles at your favorite adult bookstore or newsstand each and ever month. Serious collectors of strictly adult reading will want them all, side by side on their private book shelves for definite re-reading and ready reference.
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER ONE
Regina Barres stared intently at the young man who had invaded her bedroom, watched as George quickly and carelessly stripped the garments from his lean seven-teen-year old body. A sense of unreality dominated her mind and she wondered vaguely how she had landed in her current positions.
George Cokes finally stared back, smiling with unconcealed approval at the fortiesh woman who was lying flat on her back in bed, clad in a flimsy nightgown, her long ash-blond hair streaming over naked, smooth-skinned shoulders. Maids were for fucking, and this one was going to get a taste of Cokes' masculinity before he left home for college.
It was slightly disturbing that Regina resembled his recently deceased mother in so many ways, but George was young and horny and far from being sentimental or hypersensitive. Mother was dead and nothing could change that. Life had to go on without her. It was the way of the world.
George glanced briefly at the open door before joining Regina in her narrow single bed. It was hot as hell and her room had no air conditioning. But it was late and his father and two brothers were long asleep. Besides, nobody could tell a man like himself what to do or refrain from doing.
"Take it off, Regina," he whsipered. "I want you naked, mother-naked. And, damn it, stop that fucking whimpering."
Regina obeyed the first part of the order. She was going to have to make it with George, that had already been decided early that morning. At least he had been honest. One night together and she could keep her job while he went happily off to school. Refusal carried a strict punishment, the loss of a job that the middle-aged widow simply couldn't afford to lose.
Regina pulled the nightie over her head and then threw it next to her bed, on a brightly colored linoleum floor. She maintained her supine position as George studied her at his leisure. Her large round tits rested on a solid, square rib-cage, soft and fragrant, crowned with broad pink nipples that were expanded from the heat of a sultry summer night.
Her waist was narrow and her midsection surprisingly trim for a woman past forty. Borad, lushly cushioned hips flared out from her waist, accentuating the thick blonde-streaked hair of her pussy. Her legs were long, hairless and shapely, completing a picture of a woman who had lived well and taken good care of herself through twenty years of childless marriage.
She felt George's body growing tense beside her. Without looking, she knew that his prick was already hard. It pressed against her side, hot and heavy. George was a shockingly handsome young man but she did not want to fuck him. Blackmail was wrong, and sex itself was something that had passed from her life during two years of widowhood.
And then there was no more time for thinking, for doubts, apprehensions and guilt. George had rolled over onto his right side. His long muscular left arm surrounded her shoulder, drawing Regina closer and closer to his young body. His prick felt like a branding iron as it came to rest on her upper left thigh.
Regina allowed herself to be kissed. She was no longer crying, but her substantial, voluptuous body trembled in her young lover's strong grip.
Their lips met and Regina's mouth opened to admit a thick wet tongue that tasted of tobacco, licorice, and beer. George had prepared for their night together by raising hell all evening with his friends.
The boy was now on top of her, his thick lips covering Regina's narrow-bowed mouth. She felt George going for her tits, running his hand from right to left, cupping and pinching and squeezing the huge globes with adolescent greed. His cheek, pressed against her soft white neck, was scratchy, making Regina squirm along the full length of her luscious body.
"Nice tits," George muttered as he broke their kiss. "Really firm for an old woman." It was as if he were talking to someone else, his voice dripping with male pride.
Regina felt her nipples hardening under the young man's fingers. She was responding to him already, responding to a blackmailer and rapist young enough to be her son. She could feel moisture seeping from per palpitating twat, could feel her body getting tense and edgy. Why did her first lover have to be a bastard like George Cokes?
George was disappointed at first. Used to' girls his own age, he had expected a lot from Regina. It stood to reason that an older woman with a body like that would know a lot about sex, would be aggressive in the sack. But although she was allowing him to use her body as he wished, no response was yet forthcoming. It was like making love to a beautiful manikin or corpse.
Not that it slowed George down or detracted much from his pleasure. His prick was rock-hard, seven inches of urgent male flesh moving closer and closer to the woman's pussy. Her tits alone could keep a man busy for hours, and sooner or later he would have Regina begging him for more.
George's left hand slid down Regina's torso, tracing each curve of her lovely body, lingering on its way to her pussy. Finally his fingers gripped her pubic mound, nestled amidst the thick curly tresses. His index finger slid between her moist labia and sank deep into a tight quivering cunt.
Regina stiffened reflexively and drew George's finger deeper into her long-neglected fuck hole. Now she was ready to give in. The point of resistance had been long passed. She was horny and hot to trot. Her cunt walls quivered around George's index finger and she twisted her body so that his prick rested against the lower end of her distended labia.
"You like it, don't you?" George asked, his voice loud in the darkness. "Yeah, you like it fine. You want my prick, don't you, Regina? You want to feel it inside you, right in your cunt. Tell me or I won't give it to you."
Regina barely recognized her own voice as she answered. It was a deep voice, pleading and caressing, giving in completely to a young, handsome, domineering man.
"Fuck me, George, please fuck me. Yes, I want you, I need you. Stay with me all night and you can do whatever you want with me. FUCK ME, George darling, FUCK ME NOW."
George laughed as he removed his finger from Regina's box. He could smell her now, could sense that the room was filling with the redolence of lust. Sweat, come, pussy juice - it was all there. And the woman wanted more. The horny old bitch was hot to trot, hot for his stiff young price.
Brushing long, straight black hair from his eyes and forehead, George mounted the woman confidently. He brandished his stiff rod in his hand and then guided it slowly home. Regina's opening was surprisingly tight, so that he had to lean his weight forward and push hard to get into her. She was like a teenage girl in that regard.
"Deeper," Regina whispered huskily. "Put it in deeper. God, that feels so good. Please, George, don't make me wait, three inches of his meat already inside her, the rest was easy. One strong thrust and he had shot the bolt home and could feel his wiry black hair pressing against Regina's paler pubic tresses. Her cunt was just right, perfect, enclosing his prick and leaving just enough room for him to move inside her. It would have been easy for him to let go and shoot his load then and there.
But George was sexually experienced enough not to want to truncate his own pleasure. He let his prick rest deep in Regina's cunt and enjoyed the feel of her quivering pussy walls. He was lying flat on top her now and her tits were crushed under his pale muscular chest. He wrapped his long arms around her shoulders, bringing their bodies into even closer contact.
And then Regina began to move, making her final surrender. Her ass dug down into the soft mattress under her and her lush hips wiggled slowly from side to side. Her cunt tightened around the thick probing rod and she could feel her clitoris swelling as it was caressed by George's pubic hair.
She kissed the boy on her own free will, craning her neck upward and fastening her lips to his broad, sensual mouth. Her hair hung wet now, blond and lustrous in the moonlight that was beginning to suffuse the narrow bedroom. She sucked George's tongue deep into her mouth and rubbed her tits harder against his chest. Her nipples had tightened now, red and puckered, alive, contracting, sensitive to the point of discomfort.
She felt George responding to her movements, pulling his thick cock back a few inches, only to be slammed back deeper into her yielding love tunnel. It took only a few seconds for the oddly matched lovers to establish a common rhythm of lust. Their bodies moved together in a quickening tempo, joined at the loins and lubricated with perspiration.
George was no longer able to enjoy his triumph. His passion had been aroused to a degree that proscribed conscious thought. His prick drove in and out of Regina's twat, dripping wet with the overflow of her ample secretions. He held the woman tight, almost squeezing the breath from Regina's strong torso. His mind was full of lust, devoid of all else.
But still he did not come, though his prick had swollen almost grotesquely. It was easy enough to look down and watch it slide into Regina's box, a thick, slightly curved shaft of muscle, lined with gnarled, bulging veins. It was getting better and better, the kind of sex that had existed only as fantasy before he had forced his way into Regina's bed.
He changed positions slightly, sliding his hands down from Regina's shoulders and then wedging them under the woman's ass. He hadn't yet seen her from behind, but her ass felt good with its smooth skin covering lithe, strong, rippling muscles. And her asshole was wide open, welcoming the entrance of the tip of his index ringer, the same one that had been in her cunt.
Regina could feel her passion getting out of control. She had never been a frigid woman, but in forty years had fucked only three men besides her late husband. No sex for two years and now she was reacting like a nymphomaniac, grinding her pelvis upward and sucking her lover's cock into the deepest recesses of her dripping wet, clinging cunt.
Her body began to stiffen, each muscle tightening spasmodically. Her nerves were raw, as if she had been flayed in the process of fucking. And her cunt was a live thing with a will of its own, teasing and caressing the huge prick that slid in over and again to fill her fuck box to capacity.
Regina had come only twice in the past two years, through the manipulations of her own skilled fingers. Now there was something real and male and tangible inside her and it was driving her to heights of passion that seemed impossible. Her eyes closed but she could still see George looming above her, his face a reddening mask of relentless, aggressive male sensuality.
And then it happened, suddenly, taking Regina by surprise. Her cunt muscles rippled and fluttered and then she could feel herself starting to come. Her eyes shut tighter and then she stopped moving, her cunt now a vessel, a hungry cauldron boiling with passion, ready to empty its juices.
"George fuck me harder, just a little harder," she pleaded. "YES, YES, FUCK ME, shove that big prick into my cunt. OOOOOOOOHHHHHH, shit, that's right, that's what I want. A A A A AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, yes, darling, a little more. AAAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHH HH!!!!"
Her cunt muscles contracted around George's prick so that the handsome lad could not withdraw it an inch. Trapped inside her, he could feel the woman going through her paces, could feel himself being soaked with come. Her voice was dangerously loud but it was too late to worry about anything like that.
Regina opened her eyes in the middle of her climax. Her body was still going wild, not moving but contracting and loosening in an eddying spiral of lust. Four spasms shook her magnificent ripe body, each accompanied by a scream of passion and another stream of thick fragrant pussy honey.
Her passion seemed to take forever to subside, but at last Regina came to her senses again, sinking back onto the mattress. She twisted her body to remove George's ringer from her asshole and then the boy was fucking her again, not saying a word, his own passion close to its culmination.
Regina rested for the next few moments, knowing that Gorge had no need of her assistance in getting his rocks off. The boy's body glistened with sweat now and his muscles stood out firm and well-defined under his smooth skin. His torso bent upward, putting more weight and pressure on her groin. His strokes were coming harder and faster now, a sure sign he was almost there.
She could hear the loud sloshing noises that the thick tube made as it wormed in and out of her cunt. The mattress under her was soaked with come, warm, evaporating, making everything smooth and slippery. And George's cock seemed to have grown another two inches, swollen with come, tense and trembling as he socked it to the gorgeous housekeeper.
Another moment and he was there, shoving his cock in one last time and letting it rest in the bottom of Regina's cunt. She felt it contract once and then a thick stream of come shot all the way back to her womb, mingling with her own secretions, mixing with the heat and sweat and humidity of the small room.
"Here it comes, Ma," George grunted, putting his full weight against her. "O O O O O O OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH." I'm gonna fill you with come now. Right in your fucking cunt. Yeah, Mama, I'm ready now. Shit, I'm coming.
AAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIII!!!!"
Regina felt the semen flowing into her cunt, filling her and then dripping out around the thick cylinder of her lover's still-erect penis. He fucked her for another minute or two, refusing to stop until his prick had gone completely flaccid. Finally the thick tube shrank away from her and the boy rolled off her tired body, allowing Regina to rest at last.
George ignored her for the next five minutes, lying with his eyes half closed under heavy lids. He seemed to be trying to control his breathing, as if embarrassed by the intensity of his passion. Regina appreciated the respite. She too had plenty to think about, much of it extremely disturbing.
The whole situation was insane. For forty years she had been first a spoiled daughter and then an affluent wife. But then Charlie had died in a plane crash and his estate had turned out practically nonexistent. Two years of scrimping and saving and she had been forced to look for a job.
Only there wasn't much need for a middle-aged woman with no particular skills or training. One rejection had followed another and each time her standards had sunk. Finally, by dint of a recommendation from one of Charlie's relatives, she had secured a position as James Cokes' housekeeper.
A maid I came once a week to do the heavy work but being a servant was still a bitter pill for Regina to swallow. For a while, she had hoped for something from her employer. . . specifically a proposal of marriage. After all, they were the same age, both recently widowed, both intelligent, energetic people.
James Cokes had not responded to her discreet overtures though. He appreciated her competence, who had seemed to have cornered the market on devilry since his wife's passing, but occasionally looked with approval at her face and figure. But he was busy with his work, a distracted oblivious man, handsome but seemingly able to live without even a minimal sex life.
Not so his oldest son, who had been eyeballing Regina since her first day in the Cokes household. And she had not encouraged him, Regina knew, had never considered his advances as anything but the bravado of a spoiled teenager. But George had a lot of influence with his father and it would have been easy enough for him to concoct some sort of story that would result in her dismissal.
"What are you thinking about, Regina?" George asked in a rather calm and affectionate voice. "You look kind of serious."
"I don't know," Regina answered honestly. "Everything and nothing, this whole crazy household. The way I let you extort sex from me.
I'm sorry, George, I didn't mean that."
"It's okay, you've got a right to be pissed at me. I'm sorry, Regina, but it was so beautiful I can't hate myself for it like I should. Does that make sense?"
Regina assured her young lover that it did. For the first time since her arrival they were able to talk openly and George was turning out to be a different person, gentle in bed, concerned, sensitive and poignantly confused. Regina knew that he cared for her, that it would be even more difficult for him to break family ties and go off alone to college. At least she could make his last night better.
For a moment, the conversation turned to George's brothers, Billy and Daniel, born only a year apart. Regina was surprised to hear her lover warn her against Billy. True, he was a nasty, pushy aggressive thirteen but of the four males in the household he had been the one who seemed least to notice her existence.
It was one of those coincidences that occur mainly in movies that Billy Cokes had been standing for the last twenty minutes in the shadow of the open bedroom door, watching, listening, turning red and tense as he heard Regina's final comment on him. A baby, too young to bother her even if he wanted to, a scrawny, undergrown brat and none too bright in the bargain.
And then there was no point to further conversation. Unaware of Billy's presence, Regina turned her attention back to George. On her side, she draped her hand over the boy's groin and let her fingers find his prick and balls in the dark. Smiling, she realized that he was hard again. His cock seemed to rise to meet her caressing fingers, thickening with the first touch.
Regina knew just what was going to happen. Out of words, George was sinking into depression. He wouldn't want to fuck her again but was unlikely to refuse a blowjob. And she wanted to suck him off, more than she had wanted anything in years. Unaware, she was about to give young Billy another visual presentation of the varieties of erotic possibility.
When George's prick had swollen to a state of complete erection, she bent her body and bowed her head over the curved, upward-rising scepter, her lips moist and her mouth watering. Her lips parted half an inch and then closed on the very tip of the tumid organ, hot and quivering under her touch.
George remained stationary, his mind a maelstrom of lust and adolescent self-absorption. He watched Regina as she began to suck his cock. Her lips parted further and then he was partially inside her mouth. It was as simple as that, only she wasn't going to leave it at that, having bigger and better things in mind.
Inch by inch the huge prick disappeared into Regina's mouth and throat. Her lips ringed the shaft tightly and her tongue began to swirl, coating every square inch of the hard cock with a film of warm saliva. She breathed through her nose, softly, slowly, and effortlessly.
But before the boy could start lunging his prick upward, Regina had decided to service the full seven inches, something she had never done before. Her mouth was full of cock but she forced her head down further, taking in the final three inches in a single motion. Her throat was stuffed with cock and her lips stretched painfully, but she could feel the boy's pubic hair grazing her lips as her teeth closed gently around the thick base of his quivering oaken prick.
She maintained that position for a moment and then reluctantly let a third of George's cock escape her hungry mouth. Her head began to bob up and down slowly as she maintained tight suction.
Her tongue curled around the shaft of George's swollen prick, gently laving it, tracing each vein down from just under the glans to the thick stumpy base. She could feel him pulsating inside her, could sense the come that was rising slowly from the boy's heavy, pendulant balls.
Ad now he was responding to her, pushing his prick upward. When he went too deep it was hard for Regina to breathe. Her jaw felt dislocated, her stomach unsteady. But she persisted, taking in seven inches with each movement of her head, until George's balls were drenched in her warm saliva.
Regina reached around to grab George's balls, cradling them gently in her right hand. So soft and vulnerable, but the real source of his passion and virility.
"Mmmmmm, that's nice," George muttered, his voice dreamy and far away. "Nobody ever did it to me that well before. Yeah, that's it, do it with your tongue. Suck it a little harder, take it all in again."
Regina ignored the substance of her lover's pleas but found herself responding warmly to the tone. It was good to be with a man again. . . and especially a young man. Her last years of sex with Charlie had been tepid at best, but George seemed full of the sap of life. Everything she did seemed to rouse the boy's passion closer to a fever pitch.
She flicked her tongue across the thick head of George's prick, a purple, slightly spongy knob that filled the front of her mouth to capacity. Then her head would descend, her neck arching gracefully as she worked her way down toward the base. All the while her lips and teeth were busy, varying the sensations, using different combinations to increase the boy's mounting pleasure.
George began to move faster, lifting his hips off the mattress as he drove his cock deep into Regina's throat. His balls began to contract in her hands and then she could taste a drop of thick semen pearling on the tip of his rod. He was trying to control his passion but fighting a losing battle.
For a brief moment, Regina let the prick slip away from her lips, only to attack it with the point of her pink tongue. She flicked her tongue like a reptile, aiming at the tip of George's cock and hitting the target with unfailing accuracy. She stared at the thick scepter and noticed that the veins were throbbing, a sure sign that he was almost there.
Taking the huge, heavy prick back into her greedy mouth, Regina worked harder than ever, knowing that she would soon be rewarded with another dollop of the boy's hot come. Her lips clamped George's rod and her head moved faster, so that George could barely keep up with her, his breath coming short and fast, his face purple with unsated lust.
Regina forgot all subtlety at that point, bouncing her head up and down frantically, dying for a taste of the boy's jism. Her spit had run down all over his crotch, which shone visibly in the semidarkness. She could feel him quivering again, violently this time, almost ready to shoot the works.
At last it happened. Regina felt the boy's cock stop moving and then it contracted once before exploding deep in her mouth. The lad's orgasm was better than she expected, a series of soaring spasms, each one sending another stream of thick, delicious come into her hungry mouth.
"I'M COMING, I CAN'T STOP," George roared. "Yes, keep sucking it, let me come in your mouth. OOOOOOOHHHHHHH, fuck, I've never felt anything like this before. It's happening again. I'm COMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIINNNN NNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!"
Regina swallowed the come as quickly as her young lover unleashed it, thrilling to the thick salty fluids that trickled down her throat. She continued to suck at the spurting organ, refusing to lose a drop of the precious frothing fluids. And George remained stiff the whole while, even when his prick and balls had been drained completely.
He pulled his prick from Regina's mouth and then kissed the woman, getting a brief taste of his own come. They lay together for half an hour afterward, squeezing each other almost painfully, refusing to admit that their bout of lovemaking had come to an end. But it was late and George, typically, had not yet begun to pack for his morning journey.
"Remember what I told you," he warned Regina before kissing her good-bye. "They're all crazy. . . Father, Daniel, but especially Billy. Watch out for that little fucker if you know what's good for you."
"All right, I will," Regina agreed, wanting to change the subject. "I'll keep an eye on him, but I'll be thinking about you. Promise you'll call once in a while, darling. Not them, but me. I'll be lonely without you."
As George walked quietly to his own bedroom he was certain that a flickering shadow at the end of the corridor had moved out of his line of vision. Probably Daniel taking a leak, he told himself, having no idea of the eventual effects of the conversation his brother Billy had overheard so clearly.
CHAPTER TWO
George was gone and, Regina reflected, she had not even been lucky enough to kiss him good-bye. There was no excuse for her to accompany George, his father, and one brother to the train station. At least she had the house to herself for a few hours, as young Billy was nowhere to be seen.
Now, however, her mind was very much taken with present matters. George had reawakened her long-dormant sexuality and now he was gone. The boy had been kind and gentle but he had abandoned her, staring her fire and left her without fuel. He had complicated a life she had been trying to keep simple.
Regina stared at herself in the mirror. Her face still looked young, a little full in the cheeks but unlined and creamily complected. Her blue eyes were bright ovals, set far apart, curving up from prominent cheekbones at their outer corners. Her chin was small and pointed, emphasizing the graceful arch of her thin lips. Her teeth were white and regular. It was a face that a woman of forty could look at with pride.
Slowly, almost unconsciously, Regina began to strip before the tall rectangle of her full-length mirror. It was time to take stock of herself, physically as well as emotionally.
She undressed without ceremony and then stepped closer to the mirror. Yes, she had taken care of herself. Her tits, full and round since the age of thirteen, rode high on her square torso. Her waist was still narrow and her hips had always been broad, full and womanly.
Her legs were still muscular, although soft flesh predominated toward the top of her thighs. And her skin was as white and smooth as it had always been. There was no reason on earth for men not to be attracted to her. Really, George's advances should not have taken her by surprise.
Regina lifted her tits, cupping one hand under each ripe globe. Her fingers crept upward, touching her broad pink nipples, caressing them until their color had darkened halfway to red. Her whole body was tingling. Aroused once, the woman's sensuality was now beyond inhibition.
She let one breast free and smiled when it sank only an inch or two onto her ribcage. Her right hand moved slowly down Regina's torso, her fingers warm and knowing, soothing and stimulating at the same time. She was homy, hot, with every cell in her body screaming for erotic gratification.
Before long, Regina's hand had migrated to her pussy, holding the entire pubic mound firmly, with one finger sliding gently between her bright pink labia. All the while, her eyes remained riveted to the mirror. For the first time in her life, Regina was going to watch herself masturbating.
The room was cool and airy, a strong breeze moving in through the half-open doorway. Regina shivered once but her good, sensual, dependable body was warm enough already.
She shuddered again as her labia felt the start of erotic stimulation, her tits bouncing and swaying, nipples firm and unmoving around the soft malleable flesh. Regina forced her index fingers deep into her moist vulva, tightening her sphincter muscles around the welcome intruder.
But she did that for only a moment. She had not yet touched her clitoris but the normally tiny pink organ had already turned a darker red. It was hard and prominent, protruding defiantly from its protective sheath. That was her target now, no longer to be denied.
Slowly, torturously, Regina slid the tip of her finger along her labia. She ringed her clitoris, not wanting to stimulate herself too quickly. But it didn't take long for her to cover the little button and press it gently from side to side, the sound of her breathing loud in the large bedroom.
Her left hand moved from one succulent tit to the other, paying special attention to each prominent nipple. Her whole body began to sway and soon she was grinding her pelvis and pushing her cunt outward.
Regina could feel the juice leaking out of her cunt, bathing her shapely thighs with its saline warmth. Charlie used to say that she could have bottled the stuff, a comment that had always pleased and embarrassed her at the same time. Well, her cunt was still in fine working order, tight and juicy, a lovely pink, sensitive and responsive.
Regina stuck her pussy closer out toward the mirror, bending her back and craning her neck in the process. Letting go of her tits, she used one hand to hold her labia apart while the other continued to work on her vulva and clitoris, occasionally working its way back inside her greedy vulva.
Now her twat really looked its best, a spread mound of soft flesh and smooth blonde tresses surrounding a moist and bright pink interior. She was looking into the center of herself now, the heart of her sensuality. Visual and tactile stimuli worked together to increase her passion.
Regina focused on her clitoris, which was now dark purple and greatly distended. Sticking out from the confluence of her labia, the tiny organ seemed to have a life of its own. She attacked it from every angle, rubbing it more roughly with each passing moment, and sometimes, when she could stand it no longer, she would push her pelvis outward and feel her arm muscles tightening as she tried to force the pointed gland back into its fleshy hood.
Eyes glued to her cunt, Regina was surprised to hear herself moaning with passion. She had never been a noisy woman in bed and had been embarrassed while screaming her lust aloud in George Cokes' arms the night before.
"OOOOOOOHHHHHHH, I need it, I need it so bad," her voice insisted. "It's been too long. A woman can't live like that, not forever. AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, yes, I can't deny myself, not now, not after George."
Her voice was low and throaty but there was an edge to it, an undertone of panic and desperation. Nonetheless, her lust and passion were unabated. Her right hand was dripping with come and she was now so close to the mirror that she saw herself foreshortened, her cunt looking like a gigantic beckoning canyon, a dark seductive sanctum.
She knew her orgasm was coming soon. She had always been quick to come and this time things were moving frantically. Her index finger whitened over her clitoris and now there was nothing gentle about the way she was frigging herself. One finger remained inside her vulva and the others slid up and down her sensitive labia, bruising the delicate membranes but driving her passion to higher and higher peaks.
Regina felt her pussy walls contracting around the two fingers that now filled her vulva. She was wet and slippery and could smell her own secretions. Her breath was rasping now, quickening in tempo. And her cunt was on fire, seething and roiling within, aching unbearably.
In another second, Regina had to close her eyes. As she did, as her passion came finally to a climax, a second figure entered the mirror. Had she looked, Billy Cokes would have appeared to be standing right behind her, slightly to the left, staring over her shoulder at her cunt and hips.
"I'm coming now, I'm coming," Regina screamed. "Yes, it's happening. GEORGE, GEORGE, can you feel me coming. Yes, yes, yes. AAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIII-!!!!!!!!"
"George can't hear you, but I can," a thin, piping voice rejoined. "Quite a little show you're putting on, but it's not nearly as good as that time last night when you and George-Porgie were going at it. Yeah, that was better."
Opening her eyes, Regina saw and immediately recognized Billy as the thirteen-year-old boy walked toward her with slow careful steps. She could remember his words only vaguely but the gist was there in her mind. Not only had she been spied on, but it had happened twice.
"Billy," she said in a tone that tried to be harsh. "What are you doing here? Don't you knock before you come into a room? I ought to tell your father about this."
Billy laughed as he moved closer to Regina, an unpleasant, nasal chuckling that finally reminded Regina of her total nudity. For a moment, she splayed the fingers of one hand across both tits and cupped the other over her bush. But that was ridiculous, she knew. He had been watching her and he could still see her naked body from the rear.
Regina turned to face Billy, letting her arms drop to her sides. Billy looked especially unsavory that day. His complexion was unnaturally pale and his eyes narrower and more suspicious than ever. He was actually quite a good-looking teenager, but thin and sharp-featured. He reminded Regina of a youthful, beardless Rasputin.
"You know what?" Billy asked after stopping a foot or two from Regina. "I liked that, I really did. I never saw a woman naked before, especially doing neat things like that."
Regina nodded her head slightly. She was in a bad position, much as she had been with George. And George had evidently been right about his brother. The boy was a sneering, snickering nasty little monster from head to toe. Her opinion of him did not improve once Billy completed his monologue.
Billy had liked her well enough until the previous night, when he'd heard her belittling him in conversation with George. He had desired her and now had decided that she was available. If George could fool around with her, so could he, using the same sort of blackmail the older boy had plotted.
"But, Billy, you're too young," Regina insisted, knowing that it was useless to appeal to his better instincts. "Isn't seeing me like this enough to satisfy your curiosity?"
It wasn't. Billy snickered again and ordered the woman to stand still. He moved a little closer to Regina and then began to circle her body, devouring her with narrowed eyes. Three times he reached out and touched her body, on buttocks, pubic bush and tits, brief, tentative probings.
"I'm not going to let you do anything to me,"
Regina told the boy when the humiliating examination had ended.
"Sure you're not," Billy answered acidly. "And have me go to my father and tell him you asked me to go to bed with you. And lose your job and be back out in the street."
Regina blanched. Billy was even smarter than he looked. She was trying to buy time but the boy was too smart for that. He ordered Regina to sit on the bed with her feet dangling off one of its sides. Then he sat beside the demoralized woman, still staring at her as if he expected Regina to disappear suddenly in a cloud of smoke.
Staring at the boy, Regina could not help noticing that the front of Billy's tight blue jeans was bulging quite respectably. The boy was small but obviously precocious in a sexual sense. Probably he'd never been with a woman before, but that was not going to make things any easier for her.
At that moment, billy reached out and touched her tits again. His fingers were cool and strong, examining her dispassionately it seemed, covering every millimeter of her lovely blushing flesh. To her shame, Regina found that she was still hot and bothered, that his touch felt quite good. - Billy stayed with her tits for several minutes getting rougher in his caresses. He held one nipple between thumb and forefinger and then pinched and pulled it forward, causing Regina to gasp with discomfort. The boy laughed at her pain, repeating the motion with greater force and pressure.
"Billy, that's not how you touch a woman," Regina said, her voice close to a whimper. "You're supposed to give pleasure, not pain. Like last night, when I was with George."
That was the wrong thing to say to a jealous younger brother. Billy stared into her eyes with apparent contrition on his face. He touched her right breast again, gently passing his fingers over the delicate nipple. But then he hurt Regina again, cackling loudly as she cried with pain.
"We'll do it my way," he insisted. "And I don't give a shit if you like it or not. You're just the maid here and I can do anything I want to you, can't I?"
Regina nodded with resignation as the boy continued his manual examination of her lovely mature body. Billy darted his hand down to her cunt and then his index finger was probing around the rim of her tightly closed vulva. Regina tried to relax, thinking the boy would tire of her, but every muscle in her body was tense, clenched, painfully tight.
"Spread your legs out," Billy demanded sharply. "Come on, I'm no kid and you can't fool v me. I want to get inside you, just like George did."
Once again, for what seemed the thousandth time in two days, Regina found herself obeying an order that went against all her standards and instincts. She spread her thighs and then Billy's finger was deep inside her, curved slightly, probing the inner recesses of her vaginal chamber. This time he was reasonably gentle, causing her a minimum of discomfort.
Billy's finger slid in and out of Regina's cunt and was soon covered with a film of hot pussy juice. He watched Regina as the older woman blushed with rising passion. Yes, he was doing it just right, turning her on every bit as well as his older brother had done. It was time to move on to other things.
Without saying a word, Billy stood up and removed his trousers, sliding them over his tennis shoes and kicking them to one corner of the room. Regina gasped slightly as she looked at him. The boy's groin was topped with a stiff prick, a huge angry-looking rod that looked as thick as his torso.
Billy remained silent. He stood in front of Regina, just inches away, his prick parallel to her mouth. Then he reached down for one of Regina's hands, holding it tightly by the wrist and guiding her fingers toward his erect organ. He was ready for the first handjob of his young life.
Regina wrapped her fingers around the thick, vein-lined shaft. Her mind was no longer working, had refused to cope with the impossible situation in which she'd landed. But her fingers acted of their own volition, gripping the thick cock tightly and manipulating it with skill.
Her hand slid up and down the shaft, caressing it from base to crown, causing Billy to get harder. Her lips were still just inches from the reddened scepter and for a brief moment she wanted to take it into her mouth. Was she going crazy, did she really want to submit completely to her young tormentor? It seemed uncomfortably possible.
One thought remained in the back of Regina's mind. James Cokes and his other son, Daniel, were not likely to stay away forever. At any minute they could come walking into the house, perhaps passing by her room, whose door still stood open. She had to get Billy out of her room quickly.
It was easy enough to get the boy aroused to the point of orgasm. Already a drop or two of come was leaking out of the tip of his rod. Billy's pale face was now red and sweat-covered. His muscles were tense with anticipation. A minute or two of stimulation and he'd be ready to give up his come.
Regina loosened her grip, allowing her hand to slide more freely along the thick curved cock. She tickled the rod under its red and swollen glans, using the tips of her pointed nails to increase the boy's pleasure. All the while she stared at him from the waist down, facing her captor without flinching.
Billy continued to play with her tits as she jerked him off. His caresses were surprisingly effective and he was not too rough this time around. Regina could not help it. She was turned on, just as she had been with George. This insane family was somehow making her one of their own.
Enjoying it was the worst part of the experience. She could accept her misfortune but it was wrong to be turned on, only there wasn't a thing on earth she could do about it. She rubbed one finger across the come hole on the tip of Billy's rod and found that she was thrilled to be able to give the boy lasting and satisfying pleasure.
Billy rocked back and forth on his heels, loving every minute of his unique experience. Sex had been a recent and confusing presence in his life but now it was turning out better than he'd ever expected. Regina was just the kind of woman he liked, and from now on she would be his for the asking.
Regina grabbed his balls in her left hand, stroking and caressing the naked spheres with her usual fine touch. Her other hand continued to stroke and caress the boy's prick, teasing and tempting it. He could have come already, she knew, but like George wanted to prolong his pleasure.
Her head moved closer to the boy's cock and now her lips were parted hungrily. Still, Regina would not give in to herself. She had to retain some measure of self-respect. She would do what she had to do and not a single thing more. And it looked like her problem would end quite soon.
Billy's prick was now red as a beet, hot in her hands, heavy and throbbing with its load of come. She gripped it tightly below the glans, making that spongy crown turn darker and redder. She could feel the blood coursing through Billy's meat, could feel his passion mounting to a crescendo.
Her fingers worked assiduously and tirelessly, turning Billy on in a variety of ways, giving him a handjob that even an older man would have been stunned by. Now both hands were on the boy's prick, sliding up and down in turn, creating pressure and counter-pressure. No virile man could have taken that treatment for long without giving up his goodies.
"Yeah, that feels real nice," Billy gasped in a tight voice. "I knew you could do it good. Mmmmmmmmm, shit, you really are fucking good. I'm gonna come all over you."
Regina ignored his words. In the midst of his passion, Billy was still a nasty, whining creature, a regular little monster of a boy. But she did like his cock, there was no denying it. The scepter was stiff and hard, responding perfectly to her manipulations, in a strange way filling her with pride.
"Yes, Billy, you're going to come," she found herself saying. "I want to make you come, I'll do it for you. Yes, Billy, just another minute and you'll becoming."
Another trickle of thick come seeped from the tip of Billy's rod. The boy's eyes were closed now and he seemed to be in a trance. His whole body was immobile, all but his cock, which writhed and twitched in Regina's hand. All his concentration was focused on his imminent climax.
Regina worked harder than ever, the muscles on her wrist and forearm tightening as she strove to bring the boy to orgasm. His come slit was wide open now and his veins were palpitating rapidly. He was no longer touching her body but Regina's own passion had not abated an iota.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH-HHHHHHHHH, shit, I can't stop," Billy groaned. "Yes, do it like that, on the head again. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH, that's right, I knew you could do it. Yeah, Regina, keep beating my meat. AAAAAAAAEEEEEEE-IIIIII."
As the boy screamed, Regina finally succeeded in making him shoot his wad. A thick stream of hot, frothing come poured out of Billy's cock, quickly followed by a second, more copious blast that spattered all over Regina's face. She felt bathed in warm come, could taste it leaking between her parted lips.
The boy came once more, a third jet of come that again laved and covered Regina's beautiful flushed face. She continued to pull at Billy's stiff prick, even though his come was now in her eyes, blinding her completely. At last she felt him getting soft in her hands, his passion finally slaked.
Regina rose and walked quickly to her private bathroom. She stared at herself in the mirror and blushed, knowing that she looked like something out of a porno movie. Hot water removed the come easily enough, but then she had to rejoin her lover, still standing stock-still at the foot of her bed.
"Billy, you've got to get out of here now," she insisted. "This was bad enough to begin with, but we'll both be in trouble if your father walks in. Please, Billy, get dressed and get out of here. I can't stand it anymore."
"Don't be such a fucking baby," Billy answered, smiling wickedly. "I liked that, especially the way you looked with all the scum on your face. You've got a door, dummy. You know what it's for. Get off your ass and lock it. If they come home, there's nothing wrong with me being in your room.''
"But we finished," Regina insisted, getting progressively more nervous. "What more could you want from me?"
"Here's how it is," Billy concluded, sounding as if he were speaking a rehearsed set-piece. "I stay and you suck me off. That's just for today. From now on I want you to be around when I need you. I have big plans for the two of us."
"No, Billy," Regina answered, her voice rising an octave. "You can't do that to me. How can I live like that? Please, Billy, go to your own room now and we'll talk about it tomorrow. If you want, we can do it again tomorrow."
It was token resistance at best. Regina felt that she could not match wills with the little monster, not when their positions were so terribly unequal. She watched Billy sit on her bed, throwing his body backward and disturbing the pillows and sheets. He crooked a finger at her and then Regina moved like a robot, no longer caring what happened to her.
CHAPTER THREE
"You know this is wrong," Regina continued after she had joined Billy in her bed. "You're forcing me to do something against my will. It's evil and it's against the law."
"Fuck the law," Billy answered, rolling over onto one side and propping a pillow under his armpit. "Nobody obeys the laws, except maybe you if you're that dumb. Look at my dad. Don't you think he cheats on his taxes? And if he didn't, do you think he'd have enough money to pay you?"
"But what about right and wrong?" Regina insisted.
"Fuck that too," Billy answered contemptuously. "The way you talk, nobody should do any screwing around. You shouldn't have made it with George. You two ain't married."
Regina figured that she had nothing to lose by telling Billy the truth. In a few sentences she explained how she had been forced to go to bed with his older brother. As she spoke, Billy stared at her closely. Regina was easy, ridiculously weak, making things easier and easier for him.
"Look, enough of this crap," he said with growing impatience. "You can't tell me that you didn't like fucking George or even fooling around with me. You have to do what I tell you, just like I have to obey my father and teachers and a thousand other fucking people. If you can't take it, split. I can't believe you couldn't get another job somewhere."
Regina winced, knowing that Billy had hit the nail on the head. She did like what was happening to her, liked it so much that she was willing to rationalize and lie to herself. She was turned on being in the power of James Cokes' teenaged sons. It was satisfying her on an emotional as well as sexual level, fulfilling her in a new and threatening way.
But why did she feel that way? Why did young boys, kids half her age and less, drive her half-insane with lust? She had found James Cokes attractive but so far there had been no electricity in their relationship, no confusing, maddening feeling of unloosed sensuality. She sensed that there would be no quick or easy answers to these urgent questions.
And now it was time to serve Billy's lust again, to humiliate herself by offering all the services her body could perform to a boy who cared nothing about her. Billy was staring at her again, smiling and shifting his eyes from her mouth to his crotch. Back and forth his glance darted, from tightly pressed-together lips to slowly stiffening cock.
Billy lay back and spread his long, skinny legs before propping his back up against two crumpled pillows. Regina managed to shut off her mind as she knelt before him, her soft, lovely, rounded ass tightening as her head bent lower and closer to the boy's half-erect prick.
Regina kept her eyes open as she began to blow the thirteen-year-old boy. She wasn't going to hide from the experience but would instead let herself go completely. There was no hiding from her own desires now. She wanted that cock in her mouth, throbbing and bucking, filling her with semen.
Her lips parted and then closed again on the very tip of Billy's cock. Immediately, the thick scepter bent further upward, stiffening and filling with blood. The boy was incredibly sensitive, responsive to her every caress, that was flattering to a woman, especially one who had retired from the world of the flesh.
The heavy cock pushed upward, going deeper into Regina's salivating mouth. Billy was so ridiculously young. His muscles were spindly, his body hairless except for a thin blond clump around his prick and balls. And yet he was virile, as hot and virile as any older man could conceivably be.
Now the entire head of Billy's cock was inside her mouth. Regina bit gently on it, just below the glans, noticing that it was now fully erect, six thick inches of cock. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks in the process and drawing a grunt of approval from her demanding young lover.
Inside the tight little suck, Regina used her tongue to its best advantage, curling it repeatedly around the spongy flesh, wetting and stimulating the already aroused organ. She brushed her long ash-blonde hair from her face, wanting Billy to see her as she sucked him off to completion. It had to be that way, for both of them.
Billy's legs tightened around her torso and thighs as the boy's passion mounted. She was stronger than he, physically at least, Regina noticed. But still, he was the master, the dominant male. It was yet one more member of a set of paradoxes, another concept to confuse and torment her.
Regina lowered her head, taking in another two inches of Billy's rigid rod. Teeth covered by smooth, soft lips, she blew the boy to the best of her ability. It was the first blowjob ob Billy's life and she had to show the young boy what she was capable of doing for him.
She could feel Billy's cock bulging against her palate but that wasn't enough. Her head continued its downward journey, bowing low before Billy's avid stare. Another second passed and she had turned the trick, had managed to swallow the boy whole. His cock was making her nauseous but Regina kept it buried in her throat, proud and turned on by her oral achievements.
She relinquished an inch or two to the stiff penis only to pay closer attention to the sensitive head. Her neck was stiff from the kneeling posture she had assumed, but that did not slow the passionate woman down for a second. A hard cock in her mouth, a young virile organ that she could not resist.
"Lick it," Billy commanded, pulling her head away from his cock. "Take it out of your mouth and lick it."
Regina obeyed with alacrity. Billy's cock looked more beautiful than ever now that it was coated with her spit. She held it firmly around the base, cutting off the flow of blood through its swollen veins. Then bowing her head again, she placed the tip of her tongue just above her fingers, cleaving it to the smooth warm skin of Billy's rod.
She moved her tongue slowly, curling it around Billy's shaft, attacking the stiff prick from every angle. She alternated tempo, sometimes licking lightly and quickly, other times licking the small area over and over, lovingly caressing it with her ceaselessly stimulating tongue.
Regina could feel Billy's eyes boring into her. Excited as he was by her oral ministrations, the boy was still in control of himself, still conscious, observant, and alert. She herself was further gone in passion, gratified beyond belief by what she was doing, turned on as she had never been before.
As good as it had been with George, it was a thousand times better with Billy. He was stronger than George, more single-minded and domineering. The boy had an evil streak a mile wide but that very malice was what turned her on the most. For the first time in her life she was enjoying the pleasure of total surrender.
Regina turned her attention back to the head of Billy's prick, flattening her tongue and pressing it against the hot flesh. As she did so, she felt Billy's hand come cold on the nape of her neck. He was forcing her down again, directing her protruding tongue toward his large, nearly hairless scrotum.
Regina licked the boy's balls willingly. The point of her tongue startled the sensitive flesh and she could feel the skin contracting momentarily away from her. Then her mouth opened wider and she sucked both balls in with a single motion. They were trapped in her mouth now, gently cradled on her tongue, two vulnerable orbs encased in a loose, shifting sac.
Regina sucked the balls gently, having no desire to hurt her imperious young lover. She could feel Billy's prick slapping repeatedly against her cheeks and nose, wetting her with her own saliva. His prick was alive, yearning, questing, impatient for satiation. But neither of them wanted it to end yet. They were in perfect accord on that matter.
But now she needed that prick again. She had gone as far as she could with the boy's nuts. Regina released Billy's scrotal sac and then immediately took his prick back into her mouth. It seemed harder than ever, but cool now that her saliva had begun to evaporate from its taut surface.
"Suck it harder," Billy ordered, his voice thin and choked now. "I want to come soon, right in your mouth."
Regina needed no instructions at that late stage of the game. Her lips had closed tight around the thick organ and she was sucking for all she was worth, using every possible combination of lips, teeth and tongue to please her lover. She was past midpoint now, her battle nearly won.
Her head bobbed up and down rhythmically, taking in more cock with every impassioned stroke. She could taste a little of Billy's sperm already but still the boy was not ready to fire his salvo. He was hardly moving at all, keeping his body tense and alert, only occasionally pushing his hips upward to drive his meat deeper into Regina's yielding throat.
"I'm gonna come soon," Billy announced, "and when I do I want you to keep it in your mouth. Just hold onto it and don't swallow it until I tell you to."
The words registered as Regina brought the boy closer to the point of explosion. She stepped up the pace, sucking hard on the rigid cock, taking in the full six inches again and again. Her powers had increased now, along with her lust. She felt womanly, sensual, beautiful, and at the same time excited, her pussy burning, dying to be entered and soothed.
But that was out of the question, at least for now. First she had to bring the boy off, get him to come in her hungry mouth. He was breathing hard now and beginning to fuck her mouth again, meeting her strokes halfway. Regina was in a trance, concentrating on nothing but the hot cock that filled her mouth so satisfyingly. It was as if they had become a single entity, as if she had dissolved in the heat of Billy's adolescent passion.
The moment of truth was at hand. Regina did not have to move her mouth or tongue any longer. The boy's prick was moving blurry fast as it shot in and out of her mouth. Her lips made loud sucking noises as Regina struggled to keep him from pulling away from her. He had to be deep inside her when he shot.
Her tits rubbed against the boy's balls and thighs as the mouthfuck continued. Regina felt her nipples tightening, a sign that her passion was as strong as ever. She would not have been surprised to feel herself coming. A woman could take only so much and Billy had long since brought her past that point.
"I'm ready, I'm almost ready," Billy gasped. "Remember what I told you, Regina. When I shoot I want you to keep it in your mouth so I can see you swallowing my scum."
Regina tightened her lips again and then felt Billy's cock starting to contract. His veins bulged dangerously and then his cock stood still, stretching halfway into her mouth. A stream of come flooded her and she doubled her tongue to keep it from flowing down her throat. It would be too dangerous not to obey Billy's instructions to the letter.
"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-GGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I'm coming, fuck it, I'm coming. That's it, bitch, keep sucking me, keep it in your mouth. Fuck, you're driving me nuts. I'm COMMMMMMMIIIIIIII-NNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!"
Three streams of hot lathering come flowed into Regina's mouth, filling her to the brim. As soon as his contractions had stopped, Billy wrenched his prick from her mouth, still fully erect but totally drained as well. He sat up quickly so that his face was inches from Regina's and then stared deep into the woman's mouth, into a pool of his own semen.
"It looks so strange," he spoke softly. "All my scum inside your mouth. Okay, Regina, you can swallow it now, but do it nice and slow so you can taste it good."
Again, Regina did as she was told, taking small sips of the fluids that had almost overflowed from her mouth. Billy's come was hot, thick, and very salty, with an acrid taste that sickened her slightly. As she finished, she began to wonder why the boy had made this strange request.
As if reading her mind, Billy answered the unspoken question quickly and succinctly.
"I want to know more about sex," he announced rather gravely. "I know that I like it, even just jerking myself off, but I don't know much yet. And you're going to teach me. We're going to do all sorts of things together from now on."
"Why do you want to know so much?" Regina asked, genuinely confused. "It doesn't matter. . . knowing, I mean. You could read about all that in books."
"Books don't mean shit. I want to have fun while I figure it all out. I'll be fucking the rest of my life and I better know where it's at right from the start. You've been around, Regina. How much could I fucking learn from chicks my own age?"
Regina thought for a moment before answering. "Yes, I can understand your curiosity, Billy, and you know that I like teaching you and being with you. But there's more to sex than just getting the man off. You have to think about the woman too. You won't enjoy it as much if you don't turn your partner on."
"Why the hell not?" Billy asked. "I liked what we did now and I liked it before when you beat me off. I don't really give a shit whether you're happy or not."
Before she could stop herself, Regina burst into tears. Unconsciously she had already drawn up a whole scenario. She had blown the boy and now she would get him to fuck her, get him to stick that huge, beautiful cock into her body where it would do both of them the most good. Her body was burning, driving her insane with its incessant demands. Somehow she had to convince the boy to return her sexual services.
"Billy, you say you're curious," she began, no longer crying. "Aren't you curious about women too? Look at me, I'm naked, I turn you on. You'll never know about sex until you know about women, and I can teach you that, I can teach you so much."
"You're right, I guess," Billy answered after a moment of hesitation. "But I don't want to fuck you like George did. I like the way you look now, your ass and tits, but I don't want to be inside you. It gives me the creeps."
This time Regina did not cry or take Billy's words personally. She was not too old to remember her own reactions to sex, the fear and terror she had experienced on first seeing a man's aroused sexual organs. Being afraid made Billy more human and less detestable, but otherwise it didn't help her cause.
"You don't have to fuck me if you're not ready for that," Regina told him in a soothing voice. "A woman can be satisfied in a lot of different ways, just like a man. You can do the same thing to me that I did to you."
"I can't," Billy insisted, his pale face flushing. "I could never put my tongue into that thing. It's disgusting. Maybe I want to, but I just can't."
"Do it with your fingers then," Regina insisted. "That can't bother you and it'll make it easier for next time. You see, I am thinking of you, Billy, I want to help you."
Billy thought for an agonizing few moments before answering in the affirmative. He would finger-fuck Regina if that was what she wanted, but only if he liked doing it. He wanted to see her come, but only for his own curiosity. Their relationship, now and in the future, would revolve around his needs. His voice had a calm air of finality about it.
But it was enough for Regina, more than she had dared allow herself to expect. Before the boy could change his libale young mind she was flat on her back on the bed, legs parted, her blonde bush spread to reveal a luscious nest of pink vulva, already dripping in anticipation of what was to come.
Billy positioned himself between her legs, staring intently at Regina's naked pussy. His face was expressionless though his blue eyes were intensely watchful. One thin hand reached out to stroke Regina's thigh, passing tentatively over the smooth warm flesh as it slid closer to her cunt. '
Regina held her breath as the boy's fingertips touched her pubic tresses. Her heart was pounding and her mouth arid but she would not let herself startle the boy. Then she could feel him on her labia, tracing the rim of its delicate membrane. A small sigh of pleasure rose unbidden to her lips.
"Yes, that's the most sensitive part.. . almost," she whispered. "Just touch it gently, explore it, do whatever you want."
"It's wet, it's all wet," Billy answered, evidently displeased by the discovery. "And it smells, you know, kind of slimy. All right, I'll do it. Just don't cry again."
Everything the boy said seemed calculated to hurt and humiliate her. But his fingers were so soothing and soft, made her pussy feel so good, that Regina was able to ignore her emotions. Now he was working his way inside her, carefully probing the opening of Regina's hungry, dripping vulva.
The thin finger penetrated more deeply, disappearing almost completely inside Regina's cunt. Carefully, she tightened her pussy muscles, rippling them along the length of the probing digit. His prick would feel so much better but the boy's finger was enough; he was going to bring her off with it.
Billy pulled his finger out and then inserted it again. He was getting used to Regina's body now but was still confused and unsure of himself. He moved his finger faster, liking the way Regina's flesh quivered as he turned her on. Her tits were especially good to watch as they bobbled up and down on her chest, fluid and fleshy and graceful.
"How does that feel?" Billy asked, his voice loud and confident again. "Tell me what it's like."
"I can't, it's too embarrassing," Regina demurred for a moment. "Yes, it feels good. It makes me warm. When I feel you inside me my whole body becomes alive. I can't see straight but I love it, I love it, Billy."
"What else makes you feel good?" Billy asked.
"There must be more to it than that."
"There's another part of my cunt that's even more sensitive," Regina whispered. "Take your finger up and rub where my lips come together on top. There's a little thing there, my clitty. That's it, the part that looks like a tiny cock."
It was getting harder for Regina to talk. Billy kept up a patter of insistent questions, not caring if he distracted her from her pleasure. What was it? Did all women have one? Did it hurt when he squeezed it between his fingernails? Why did her cunt keep getting so much wetter?
"Touch my breasts," Regina pleaded. "Yes, just hold them and rub your fingers on my nipples.
Ohhhhh, that feels so good, Billy, you're making me feel so fucking good."
It had been years since Regina had used words like cunt but now her language was as uninhibited as the sexual sensations that were wreaking havoc in her luscious, mature body. There was something frightening about the way Billy was turning her on. He hardly had to work to arouse and everything he did was done perfectly and at the right time.
Not that Regina was tempted to complain. Pleasure soon superseded worry and she was able to close her eyes as the boy explored her clitoris at his leisure. The tiny pink organ had long since protruded from its sheath and the whole area around it was hypersensitive to an impossible degree.
Billy gave full vent to his adolescent curiosity. A sense of power was building in his mind. There he was, a boy just past puberty, and he was exercising total control over a mature woman. He could manipulate her at will, heat her up or cool her down. His power seemed total and without limit.
Billy rubbed Regina's clitoris vigorously pinching the gland between his fingertips and smiling broadly as Regina writhed on the bed under him. It was fun to hurt the woman too. Not enough to set her crying again, but just enough to keep her off-balance and under his control.
Soon he discovered that he could use pleasure with equal effectiveness toward the same purpose. It turned into a game. First he would be gentle with Regina, touching her lightly and lovingly until her passion had almost reached a crest. Then, suddenly and without warning, his nails would dig into her sensitive clitty at the same moment three bunched fingers were forced deep into her painfully stretched pussy.
But all along Regina's passion continued to mount. Her inner muscles rippled spasmodically and regular cries of passion echoed through her spacious bedroom. Billy was like a pleasure machine, totally unaffected by her passion. He was turning her on but was himself unmoved. Regina wondered why it was so sad to see his prick hanging limp and empty on his thighs.
It took another minute for Billy to discover her asshole. Regina had rolled over almost on her back, spreading her thighs further to make things easy for her lover. Her tiny pink bunghole gaped invitingly and soon she could feel one of Billy's fingers probing into her narrowest aperture.
His nails scratched the delicate anal membranes but that too seemed only to add to Regina's lust. The room seemed hot and steamy now, redolent with the evaporation of her come. There was no way she could control her passion much longer. Her long-awaited climax would soon be a thing of reality.
Billy kept one finger fully inserted in Regina's vulva, rotating it as if stirring a pot of soup. Another finger stroked her erect clitoris while a third played around the opening of her distended asshole. Occasionally, Billy would drape his body over her and suck one luscious nipple greedily into his mouth. It was the only part of what he was doing that truly turned him on, rekindling the lust he had felt earlier.
Regina could tell from the boy's caresses that she had won him over, at least for the moment. His sadistic streak was in abeyance and he seemed to want her to come, to look forward to it as an achievement. It was a dubious notion but one that was easy to believe while she was that close to orgasm.
"Billy, it feels so good," she moaned. "I love to feel you inside my cunt. I'm burning for you, darling. Make me come. Please, Billy, make me come."
Billy smiled and continued to bring his mistress to a climax. He was proud of himself already and well aware of how easily he had solved the mystery of sex. His power over Regina could only increase now that he knew how to turn her on. Yes, they were going to have some good times together.
Pressing hard on Regina's clitty, Billy worked two fingers deeper into her cunt. The woman's body was pulsating before him, her tits shaking more tantalizingly than ever. Then her face turned pale and her body stopped writhing. A scream of sated lust announced the onset of Regina's climax.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEE IIIIIIIIIIII, Billy, Billy, I'm coming. OOOOOOOOOO HHHHHHHHHH, yes, yes, you're doing it to me, you're making me come. I'm melting darling. Yes, I love it, AAAAAAAA AAAAAAAA AA HHHHHHHH HHHHHHHH HHHHHHHH."
Wave after wave of passion broke inside Regina's pulsating fuck box. Every cell in her body exploded, found a complete and simultaneous release. It seemed to go on forever, each spasm accompanied by another river of come, drenching her lover's fingers but not stopping him from prolonging her pleasure.
It seemed to Regina as though she'd lost consciousness for a moment, right at the peak of her orgasm. Her passion crested and then she was finished, without the afterglow that usually accompanied her sexual reactions. But that was all right. Somehow it seemed to fit neatly into the picture.
"Is it always like that for you?" Billy asked a moment later. "Do you think other women react the same way?"
"Only very lucky ones," Regina answered, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "I've come before, you know that, but never like this. It was the best, the best ever."
"It ought to be the same every time," Billy answered petulantly. "Are you sure you meant that?"
It was impossible to explain love to the boy, but Regina made a go of it, speaking in generalisms, trying not to confuse or anger her young lover. When she finished, Billy sat quietly for several minutes. Then he smiled again, a cold smile of triumph and complete self-satisfaction.
"All right," he spoke briskly. "You love me, you need me, I make you happier than any other man. The same could be true in reverse, but I doubt it. Anyway, no matter how you look at it, I'm the boss. You need me more than I need you, and you're gonna do what I say. Tomorrow I don't want you to wear any underwear - no bra, panties, stockings, nothing like that. Just dress like you always do, but remember, no underwear."
"That's crazy," Regina answered, meaning Billy's specific command rather than his declaration of dominance. "Suppose your father looks down my dress at dinner.
"The old boy could use it. You can be sure he's not getting much from that old bag girlfriend of his. But you're not doing it for him. You're doing it for me, get it? No fucking around, Regina, I don't want any shit from you."
And then he was gone, dressed again and out of the room before Regina could get another question together. There was no point fooling herself. She might as well put a lock on her lingerie drawer for the next twenty-four hours.
CHAPTER FOUR
Having received no word from Billy, Regina awoke the next morning and tried to think things over while she dressed. It was impossible to be objective about her situation, Regina knew, at the very moment that she was obeying one of Billy's strange commands. Still, she had to start somewhere in getting a grip on herself.
Sitting in front of the mirror and combing her hair, Regina made a mental list of all the items she considered as definite facts. Heading the list was her evidently insatiable desire to make it again with young Billy Cokes. Just as obvious was her streak of masochism in relation to the lad. He mistreated her and she liked it, which conflicted totally with her former self-image.
Also confusing was the fact that Billy didn't want to fuck her. The boy had enjoyed everything they had done together and had shown himself more than capable of satisfying a woman. Yet there was more than youthful shyness in his refusal to straight-fuck her. Perhaps he saw it as another way to control her.
Two other matters crossed Regina's mind. She had worked in the Cokes' home for quite a while now but she had seen Daniel, the youngest son, only on a few brief occasions. And James Cokes, the boys' father, had a girlfriend somewhere, a woman whom Billy had spoken of as being cold and less attractive than herself.
Regina blushed as, leaning toward the mirror to complete her eye makeup, she saw her breasts almost totally exposed below the neckline of her summer housedress. What she knew was hard enough to face, but the imponderables and uncertainties of her situation were totally beyond the vale.
Her day went smoothly enough until it was time to have supper with Billy and James. All day Regina had been conscious of being naked under her dress. Her large round breasts had rubbed incessantly against her cotton bodice and several times had threatened to spill free of the confining fabric. She had been in a state of half-arousal from the way her dress tightened around groin and buttocks whenever she moved, and now in James' presence she felt that her cunt was dripping wet and quite fragrant.
Serving the meal was a torture involving a series of movements - bendings, reachings, stretchings, and bowings - that revealed her nudity repeatedly, to both Cokes men. Billy had said hardly a word during the meal but he had made sure to keep her constantly in his father's vision. And by the end of the meal James was staring at her at every opportunity. He too said little but his facial expressions, combinations of bemusement and desire, were enough to make Regina run from the room in shame.
As they left the table, Billy turned toward Regina and mouthed two syllables. "Midnight" he mimed, letting Regina know that he was coming to her room that night. Regina, after pleading a headache, retired early to her bedroom. By midnight she had thumbed through at least a dozen magazines in a futile effort to distract herself from both memory and nervous expectation.
Billy entered the room quietly, walking directly up to Regina and kissed her on top of the head, inhaling deeply the aroma of her freshly brushed hair. Then he sat on the edge of her bed, removed his wristwatch and began fixing its chain-link band with a bent paper clip. Obviously it was going to be up to Regina to break the ice.
Against her better instincts, Regina began with a complaint. "Why did you do that to me, Billy? It was horrible, uncomfortable, humiliating. And you made sure your father saw it, didn't you?" "Guess I did," Billy conceded. "But there wouldn't have been any reason to do it otherwise. I've seen your tits already, remember? Besides, I bet you liked it a little."
"So you did do it just to hurt me. It was just your way of having fun. All right, I'll forget it, as if it never happened."
"Wrong, wrong, wrong," Billy laughed. "You said three things and they were all wrong. I got my reasons for doing stuff but I just ain't ready to tell you yet. And you're not going to forget it because there's more of the same coming."
Regina rose rapidly to her feet. This was something she had feared all along. Not knowing what to do, she threw herself into Billy's arms as the boy rose from her bed. His arms closed tight around her back and one hand stroked her hair gently. At one point Billy carefully wiped the tears from Regina's cheeks. He seemed quite affectionate as he undressed her.
"What do I have to do now?" Regina asked when they were both naked. "Kiss your feet, stand naked in the window, call up your friends and invite them over for a party?"
"You got some pretty good ideas," Billy smiled appreciatively. "No, all I want tonight's a blowjob. Got to get some sleep, so we'll just do that and then I can leave."
"Will you at least play with my pussy a little like you did yesterday," Regina begged, now totally defeated.
She reversed her position, shifting that large, round, ultra-feminine body so that she and Billy were lying head to foot. His prick was flaccid for the first moment or two but Regina's skillful fingers soon had roused the boy to a state of erection. Her own legs were parted invitingly but as she took Billy's cock into her mouth Regina sensed that he was ignoring that part of her completely.
Still it felt good to have Billy's stiff prick between her lips again. Regina licked the crown almost reverently, amazed that she could be turned on so violently by a man. One taste of that young, practically bald prick and she was churning inside, emitting fluids that were already dripping down her thighs.
Regina worked slowly, worried that Billy would keep his word and leave after a single orgasm. She had to be good, had to come up with something extra to keep him there, had to find a new way of interesting Billy in her body as well as his pleasure. The best way to start was by sucking him off to his complete satisfaction.
As if being rewarded for her sexual generosity, Regina soon felt her cunt being invaded by Billy's fingers. He was more sure of himself the second time around, going right for her clitoris. Regina drove her head further down onto the boy's rod, shocked that he had condescended to make love to her.
She swallowed Billy's cock in a single motion, pressing her lips hard against his pubic hair and closing her teeth firmly around the base of his distended rod. Keeping the prick in the base of her throat, Regina tongued it tirelessly, feeling each pulsation as if it were her own pulse.
Her clitoris sprang to attention as Billy rubbed it with his fingertips. The way they were lying, his mouth was so near her cunt that Regina could feel the boy's breath on her exposed labia. Somehow she was going to get him to eat her out before they parted for the night, no matter what price she had to pay.
Regina's body stiffened as Billy attacked her clitty more directly. He could turn her on and off at will as if she were a faucet, and he knew that as well as she did. There was no fighting it any longer. She was in Billy's power, under the thumb of a boy not old enough to shave.
"Take it easy," Billy cautioned her. "You're hurting me with your teeth. I told you to suck my cock, not bite it."
Regina loosened her grip immediately, letting the thick cock slide away from her until only the head remained ensconced between her thin lips. She tongued it delicately, making soft sloshing noises as her mouth filled with saliva. Her head remained stationary but her tongue moved quickly and her lips fluttered tantalizingly under the rim of the glans. She made sure to keep her teeth well-buried behind those soft lips.
Then she let the cock slide away from her, wanting to slow things down a little. Billy had remarkable sexual self-control for a boy of thirteen but no man could have held out long the way she was sucking his cock. She held the lad's rod in her right hand and admired it for a moment, noticing with delight that Billy was still interested in her dripping pussy.
Bending her head to the side, Regina began to nibble along the edges of Billy's cock, starting at the very tip and working her way down to where prick met scrotum. She used her lips and the point of her tongue, leaving trails of saliva on the boy's taut penile skin. His balls contracted several times as Regina allowed his lust to build slowly.
As pleasant as it was to have Billy's fingers inside her cunt, Regina did not feel herself moving closer to an orgasm of her own. For one thing, she was concentrating too hard on Billy's prick to pay attention to her own sensations. And too, she was obsessed with the idea of having his tongue inside her, sliding along her labia, darting in and out of her vulva, dancing provocatively across the sensitive surface of her clit.
Billy had brought her off with his hands and now she wanted something more. But she had to keep thinking of his pleasure, not let the boy get bored or angry with her. His prick had to stay rock-hard until he was ready to empty it down her throat.
Regina pressed herself against Billy so that their bodies were touching along their full length. Arms and legs were getting tangled together to the point where it took an effort on Billy's part not to bury his head between Regina's soft thighs. Regina could feel the boy's sweat mingling with her own. This was the closest they had ever been physically, the first time she'd touched any part of Billy's body but his prick and balls.
They writhed and squirmed together on the bed, Regina holding Billy's cock firmly in one hand and occasionally enclosing it with her lips and sucking it quickly and greedily, as if it were a giant, sperm-laden candy cane. Billy's fingers danced from vulva to clitoris to asshole and back again, never allowing Regina to forget her own pleasure entirely.
Regina was all right, Billy thought, as he explored her soft fragrant body with his free hand. A little weak and stupid like most women, but sexy and good-natured too. The first night her body had seemed alien and unattractive, far too fat and noisome, gross, earthy, almost threatening. Now he could appreciate her femininity fully, having proved his manhood and mastery.
Even her cunt was getting pleasantly familiar. The odor was pleasant, real, comfortable like the redolence of his own body. Maybe it would be pleasant to kiss it once or even to plunge his tongue into the depths of her contracting vulva. Pleasant-was that the word he really meant? She was compelling; a warm, soft, sweet-smelling female trap.
Billy pinched his mistress's clitoris hard, shocking Regina just as she was taking his prick into her mouth again.
"Damn it, this is taking too fucking long," he snarled. "I'm sick of this stupid position. Lay down on your back, Regina. We're gonna try it out a different way."
As usual, Regina obeyed without question, trying to ignore the sharp biting pain that spread concentrically from her clitoris. She watched Billy as he loomed above her, straddling her torso with his thighs. In no time he had mounted her and his prick was against Regina's lips while his balls hung down to nestle comfortably between her huge soft tits.
Billy ground his hips and drove his cock deep into Regina's throat. The new angle of penetration left her helpless, a mere vessel, a hole to be filled at Billy's pleasure. His prick made it impossible for her to breathe. Another quick, deep thrust and she was nauseous, her eyes crossed in pain and confusion.
Billy's anger cooled quickly as he noticed Regina's helplessness. It wasn't her fault that he found her unattractive. She hadn't asked him to kiss her cunt; it had been his own idea. He slowed down his assault and let Regina work on his cock again, smiling somewhat sheepishly down at her.
Regina had given up trying to understand the boy's sudden changes of mood. One minute he was stroking and caressing her as if he truly loved her and the next he was treating her like a slave or the subject of an experiment in will-breaking. Now his prick was sliding slowly in and out of her mouth and she had to admit that the new position was good for both of them.
It was right for Billy to be on top of her, a symbol of their relationship. She wanted it that way, wanted to see it through to the end. Regina smiled with her eyes, hoping that he wouldn't misinterpret the gesture. The boy's body rested heavily on her chest and it was not easy for her to breathe but Regina wanted this particular bout of lovemaking to go on forever.
She bent her tongue upward, using its sleek underside to caress Billy's cock as it slid in and out of her mouth. Her nipples were contracting from contact with Billy's thighs and she could actually feel his balls contracting against her skin. Billy looked strong above her, balancing his body now on hands that were splayed out next to her shoulders.
His knees pressed against Regina's sides as the boy fucked her mouth more vigorously. Her lips were tired but it was obvious that he was going to come soon. He was staring at her again and Regina could not meet his gaze. Those eyes were so hard and opaque, as imperious as the boy's throbbing cock.
"This time you can swallow it,' Billy told her. "But keep sucking me off after I come. I want to see if my cock can stay hard after I shoot, you know what I mean?"
Regina wondered too. Men usually needed a period of rest between erections but with a boy like Billy nothing could be taken for granted. If he stayed hard, he would want more sex. Maybe that was his way of working up the courage to fuck her. In any case, she would not be kept in suspense much longer.
She knew that Billy was just one step this side of orgasm. His prick palpitating strongly in her mouth and his strokes were becoming short and choppy, hardly penetrating her mouth at all. Each bucking of his hips drove Billy's cock a few inches behind her lips and then wrenched it away from her, so that Regina had to cling with her lips to keep from losing the stiff scepter.
Billy's young body jiggled with tension as his orgasm began. He struggled to keep his eyes open, to be fully conscious during the culmination of his lust, but soon his face was a tortured mask of passion, dominant and fulfilled. Regina felt come spurting into her mouth as the boy finally yielded completely.
"Heeeiiiiiiiii, I'm coming, right in your mouth. FUCK, keep sucking it, don't stop. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH H H, yeah, you can bite it a little, it feels good. You're really doing it to me, Regina. I'm commmmmmmm m m m m m m iiiiiiinnnnng g g g g g g g g."
Regina gulped down the fluids as quickly as her young lover could produce them, loving the saltiness of the frothing semen. Her lips and tongue continued to pull at Billy's rod as she swallowed, until her face had turned red from the effort. Billy's prick jerked in and out of her mouth with incredible speed but she was with him all the way and managed to get every drop of the hot jism by the time he had finished snooting.
His prick did stay hard, losing some of its tension only for the briefest moment. Billy stopped moving and she could hear him catching his breath as she worked sedulously on his rod. His eyes were filmy and impenetrable but he was smiling again, pleased with the way things were going.
"Yeah, looks like it's going to stay a hardon," he announced, pulling his prick out slowly. "You're really good, Regina. It's funny, I know that... and I've never been with another girl."
"Thank you," Regina answered. "But is that really true, Billy? You've never been with another girl, not at all? But how can you know so much about women?"
"It's obvious, knowing what women want," Billy answered quietly, his eyes losing their focus. "I know lots of shit you wouldn't expect. It's like in school. You don't really have to do the homework or read. If you just think hard about what they want from you it all becomes very simple."
"Do you meditate, Billy?" Regina asked, struggling for an understanding of the strange young man.
"You mean like those religious freaks? Shit, no. I leave that to Mrs. Carrington, you know, Dad's chick. All I do is close my mind off from all the outside shit and then I think clearly."
"Can you do that about me?" Regina asked, beginning to be amused by her young lover. "Can you shut off everything else and find out what I want from you?"
"I don't have to think very hard about that" Billy answered as he returned her smile. "You want me to fuck you. I guess that figures and I'm not pissed off at you about it... but not today. Hey, don't start crying again. I didn't say I wouldn't do anything to you, just that I'm not ready to fuck."
Regina found it easy to repress her tears. In a way, she was becoming more and more like Billy, sharing the boy's cold rationalism and learning to control her emotions. But she was still a woman, a very horny woman, and the boy had promised to satisfy her. Why would she cry at a time like that? "What I'm going to do," Billy announced pompously, "is eat your pussy out. I don't mind it anymore, the way it feels and smells. Guess I'm getting to like you a little now."
Regina did not say a word. She was disappointed that Billy still would not fuck her but the thought of the boy's tongue entering her pussy was enough to set her blood racing. Besides, they were going a little further each time. Billy was a curious boy, inquisitive to a fault. Tomorrow, or maybe the day after, he would certainly screw up the courage to fuck her.
Regina lay flat on her back, not wanting to say a word to discourage her mysterious young lover.
Billy sat beside her on the bed and stared long and hard at her body. His gaze would start at Regina's neck and then move slowly down toward her genital region. For once he seemed nervous and unsure of himself.
All Billy's muscles tightened as he arranged his body between Regina's soft thighs. His hands were cold as he began to stroke her pussy, sending shivers through Regina's limbs. His fingers nestled between her labia, soaking in some of Regina's voluptuous warmth. And then he lowered his head so that his mouth was just inches from her waiting, hungry twat.
Regina closed her eyes, knowing that there was nothing more to worry about. Billy would have died before giving up on something he'd started. Already she could feel his breath on her seething pussy, could feel the tip of his tongue making a shy first contact with her dripping labia. Yes, he was inside her now, ready to turn her on, ready to send her to the brink of sexual ecstasy.
Having already decided that he liked the smell, sight and feel of Regina's pussy, Billy was not surprised to enjoy its taste as well. His tongue darted into Regina's box like a little snake and then he could feel his whole face getting soaked with cunt juice. . . warm, caressing, womanly fluids.
He flicked his tongue quickly, running it up and down Regina's stretched-out labia. The woman lay still under him, breathing heavily but otherwise not uttering a sound. Just like a woman, Billy thought, having forgotten his own recent squeamishness.
His tongue soon found Regina's clitoris, a tiny knob of pleasure already distended and stiff. This time he was getting aroused while bringing Regina to orgasm. His prick was stiffening under him and rubbing against Regina's sheets quite pleasantly. Still it was Regina's pleasure he had to think about now.
Billy wiped his tongue slowly across Regina's clitoris, feeling it come to life under his touch. He breathed slowly through his nose, feeling himself enveloped in Regina's womanhood. She was a trap all right... a sweet, warm, delicious trap that he was losing the power to resist.
Regina rolled further onto her back, tilting her pelvis upward and making it easier for Billy to wedge his tongue inside her. As she had expected, Billy was lapping her out better than any man ever had. He seemed to be able to read her mind, to anticipate her desires and satisfy them before she was aware of what she needed.
Maybe Billy could read minds. It didn't matter. She couldn't be more dependent on him, nor more delighted by her own submission. It felt so good just to lie there and feel his agile tongue running in and out of her hungry twat, making her squirm and wriggle and cream.
Billy slid both hands under Regina's ass, holding the woman's body closer to his head. His tongue was distended all the way into her vulva now, almost as deep as his cock could reach. One fingertip located her asshole effortlessly just as Billy began to rotate his tongue against Regina's wet pussy walls.
Everything he did seemed to turn the housekeeper on but there were certain things that sent her up the wall every time. Her clitoris was amazingly sensitive, shrinking away from his probing tongue and then sliding forward to surrender. It was fun to play with the tiny pleasure-gland, to hear Regina moaning with lust and watch her tits shake as she approached orgasm.
He held her asscheeks tightly, loving the feel of taut muscles under smooth silky skin. His tongue shifted restlessly from vulva to clitoris, attacking Regina from every angle. As the woman writhed under him, Billy tightened his grip around her churning hips, knowing she was almost ready to fly.
Regina could feel all the familiar signs of an impending climax. Her mouth was hot and dry, her eyes tightly shut. Her muscles ached slightly and her nerves crackled as if she had been flayed.
All the while, her cunt contracted around Billy's tongue, trying to incorporate it into her own body.
Billy felt come pouring off his face, a ceaseless flow of juice with an acrid, stimulating taste. He let go of Regina's soft buttocks and held her clitoris between thumb and forefinger while his tongue continued to delve deeply into her vulva. A few more good strokes and she'd be over the verge.
Regina's hips began to churn frantically. Billy's tongue was like a ravishing flame, devouring her from within, heating her to the point of melting away. She tried to hold out, to postpone her climax for just another minute but it was impossible. Billy was too good and she was past the point of no return.
"Billy, Billy, don't stop," she panted. "I'm coming now, you're making me come again. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH, fuck me with your tongue, stab me harder. Shove it into me, into my cunt AAAAAAAAAAA A A A A A A AEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIII!!!!!!!"
Billy felt a river of come pouring into his mouth, thick warm juices that he could not help but swallow. Regina was incredible, struggling like a snake under him, trying to rip the tongue right out of his mouth. Her passion went on and on in a spiral of ecstasy, but after a minute her lust waned and her cries of passion became quieter and less frequent.
They lay together for half an hour afterward. A few times Regina kissed and caressed her young lover but did not dare fondle his prick and balls as she wanted. Billy seemed lost in thought again, in his own private world. Looking at him, she could sense the speed and intensity of his thought, but his face was blank, a rigid mask that gave nothing away.
"What are you doing tomorrow," Billy broke the silence, "say between the time I get home from school and Dad gets back from work? You gonna be home then?"
"Yes, I suppose so," Regina answered, trying not to question the boy too closely. "Do you want to see me then?"
Billy smiled, rather warmly this time. "Yeah, tomorrow I want you to get to know Daniel a little better. It's funny. You're so nosey about everyone else but you never ask about him."
"Well, I know he's sick," Regina answered. "But now that you mention it, I never see him except at meals occasionally. What's wrong with him, darling?"
But Billy would not answer.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Before we go into Dan's room," Billy explained to Regina, "I better tell you a little about him. He's got something called Blight's syndrome; same thing my mother died of. It's inherited-I tried reading about it in a medical book at school. Anyway, me and George could have it. You never know until it's too late."
"I've heard of that," Regina answered, saddened by the way Billy was struggling to keep all emotion from his voice. "Is he very far gone? Usually it doesn't strike until middle-age."
"He got it young," Billy answered. "I don't think it'll ever happen to me, but who knows? Even Dad's scared, though of course he couldn't catch it That's why I take care of the kid most of the time. Dad and George are turned off by him but we were always close as kids. I mean, we were born only a year apart. Maybe that's why he was always weak and sick. Anyway, he's not in such bad shape yet but it's going to happen. They have him on pain-killers and he's a little hard to talk to."
Regina did not ask why Billy wanted her to get to know his unfortunate younger brother. It was enough that he trusted her, that he wanted her to share his secrets. Undoubtedly the boy had some ulterior motive in mind but she had long since given up trying to fathom the boy's strange thoughts.
They entered the room together and Regina sighed quietly with relief. Daniel was lying in the bed but he was fully dressed and did not look especially sick. As they entered, he smiled at Billy and sleepily said hello. The words came out muffled but it was evident to Regina that their visit had pleased him.
Billy and Daniel conversed around Regina for the next five minutes. They seemed to have a language of their own, an amalgam of code phrases based on shared experiences. At one point she sensed that they were talking about her. Then their conversation ceased and Billy invited Regina to join them on the bed. Regina took a close look at Daniel Cokes. The boy was actually the best-looking member of the Cokes family. His eyes were pale blue, his features regular as if they had been cut with a die, and even his pallor and thinness added to the boy's beauty. Only the lack of expression in his hooded eyes disturbed her.
"I'm glad to talk to you," Regina said. "And I'm sorry you're cooped up here all the time. If you want, we can go out together when it's warm, when I'm not too busy around the house."
"Most days he has to go to the hospital for therapy," Billy interjected. "And you'll never guess who takes him there and back. Like I said, Dad and George steer clear of the poor kid."
"You're a nice lady," Daniel whispered, his voice as deep and cracked as that of an old man. "You're real pretty too, not like Mrs. Carrington. You'll stay with us a long time, won't you, Regina? You can help Dad and Billy and take care of me. Maybe I'll get better and that'll make Dad happy."
Regina had trouble understanding the boy's words but it was clear enough that Daniel liked her. Mrs. Carrington, she had learned, was James Cokes' lady friend, the cold older woman Billy had spoken of disparagingly. Without thinking, she reached out and took hold of Daniel's hand. It was a warm hand but pathetically thin and weak, barely able to return the pressure of her clasp.
"I thought so," Billy said quietly. "He doesn't like most people, especially women. I think being sick makes him hot, you know? And of course women are scared to let him touch them."
"That's crazy," Regina answered angrily. "Anyone can see he's a sweet boy. Somebody ought to talk to your father or maybe a swift kick in the right place would do more good."
"Are you volunteering?" Billy asked, drawing an absent-minded chuckle from his brother. "But that don't matter. Dad can't change; he's just too old. But you can help Daniel. Just be nice to him, treat him like a human being. That's all the kid needs."
By that point, Daniel had snuggled up against Regina so that he was resting in her arms, his head lying on her prominent breasts. His hands clasped Regina's back weakly and then began to explore her body slowly and timidly. It first frightened Regina but she soon found herself enjoying the experience.
"Let him do what he wants," Billy cautioned her. "It means a lot to me and it could to you too. I can't explain it now, Regina, but go through with it, don't fuck things up now."
Regina realized that she was being slowly undressed by the young invalid, before the eyes of her lover Billy. When she was down to her underwear, Daniel began removing his own clothing, revealing a body smaller and skinnier than Billy's. She couldn't help noticing that his prick was erect, the only healthy-looking part of his body, strong and thick and quite large.
Regina knew what to do. She kissed the boy lightly on the lips, inhaling a strong medicinal smell, and then reached slowly down toward his groin. Billy was standing just two feet from the bed, watching her every move.
It was wrong to let herself be used like that again but her natural sympathy for Daniel overcame other considerations. Her hand clasped the boy's rigid cock and then they were at it. Regina opened her bra, freeing her breast so that Daniel could close his mouth around her nipples as she jerked him off.
He certainly did seem virile enough, Regina thought, his prick bouncing and bucking in her strong grip, a bit of come already seeping from the swollen tip. And he was turning her on by licking' her tits and playing with her still-clothed pussy. It was an insane situation but at least this time she'd been able to prepare herself for it, at least partially.
Her hand slid easily up and down Daniel's tumid pleasure stick, causing the young boy to laugh with delight. His eyes were incredibly sweet and innocent, intelligent, despite the medication. He was an irresistible creature, a boy who needed her, a boy she was more than willing to please.
"Go ahead and blow him," Bill encouraged Regina. "You want to do it, don't you? Go on, damn it, the poor kid might never be with a woman again. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"
It meant quite a bit, and Regina wasted no time in following her lover's instructions. She pushed Daniel gently so that the boy was lying on his back and then her head loomed over his upward-pointing stiff cock. Regina pursed her lips as her mouth moved closer to its target. She wondered how she could be so stimulated by making love to a completely passive boy.
Her lips closed around Daniel's rod and then she began to suck him off in earnest, fluttering her lips around the perimeter of the swollen crown, lowering her head further, taking in more hard cock with every swallow. She wondered if the boy would come quickly or if the medication would slow Daniel's sexual reactions.
The boy was chuckling softly as he received his blowjob. His complexion took on color and he seemed to come partially out of his stupor. His eyes smiled at Regina as he watched her lips on his cock. And then he began to respond actively, pushing up so that his prick drove deeper into her yielding mouth.
"Give it to him good," Billy insisted. "Just like you did for me yesterday. Remember, it might never happen to him again."
Regina took the message to heart and soon she had the boy close to the point of explosion. Her lips, teeth, and tongue worked overtime, sucking hard at Daniel's hard cock, laving it with saliva and causing the young lad to giggle with pleasure as his passion mounted quickly to a crescendo.
Daniel forced his body into a sitting position and Regina felt herself sinking to her knees in front of him. It was a perfect position, one that put almost no strain on the boy's frail body. Regina wedged herself between Daniel's things and then her mouth was on his cock again, coating the stiff rod with a bath of saliva, attacking it relentlessly with her tongue.
Daniel rocked back and forth on the edge of the bed, shooting his cock deep into Regina's throat. He was grinning happily; a candid, boyish, lusty grin that contrasted happily with his usually lethargic mien. Regina felt that she was giving life to the boy, transferring her strength from one body to the other.
Her mouth slid easily up and down the full six inches of Daniel's meat. Once again, Regina found herself aroused in the act of pleasing one of her young lovers. Her cunt was burning, dripping with passion, reminding her that Billy had still not fucked her. Maybe this would be the day.
Regina sensed that the boy was ready to come. His prick was bucking faster into her mouth and it had turned a dark, almost purple color. The veins on its curved underside bulged and throbbed dangerously. Any second now she would get what she wanted... a mouthful of Daniel's jism.
The boy stopped moving and suddenly her mouth was flooded with hot lather. No sound came from Daniel's tightly closed lips. He fell backward as he came, as if the effort had required every bit of strength he possessed. But it was a powerful orgasm, a river of come cascading between Regina's lips.
Regina gulped down the semen greedily. Her body was warm and alive and she was proud of what she had done for Daniel. And she knew that Billy was watching her and must have been proud of her as well. As Darnel's cock began slowly to wilt in her mouth, Regina turned her glance toward the older brother.
"Move over Danny," Billy said, his voice light and happy. "Regina's nice, isn't she? Well, if she's nice, we have to be nice to her." Then, addressing his words to Regina, "This is it, Mama, it's time for us to fuck."
"Not here," Regina blurted. "Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, but we can't do it here. Billy, what are you trying to do to me? I swear, you're driving me mad."
"You're crazy already," Bill answered in his most sarcastic tones. "For the last week you've been begging me to fuck you and now all of a sudden you're too shy to do it. Look, Danny'll never be able to fuck a woman most likely. At least this way he can watch us. Come on, do it for him."
Regina started to protest but then gave up. There was just no percentage in matching wills with Billy Cokes. The boy would always come up with something, some rationalization or reason that would confuse her completely. Besides, she did want to fuck him and it really didn't matter where or how.
Billy got out of his clothing quickly and then joined Regina and Daniel on the crowded bed. Daniel pushed himself up against the headboard, breathing heavily but alert and still smiling. He said something that Regina could not catch but that made Billy laugh again. There was no reason for Regina to question him now. The situation was totally unreal, too chaotic and bewildering to question or protest.
Billy lay beside Regina for a moment before taking her into his thin strong arms and kissing her full on the lips. Regina closed her eyes and abandoned herself to her fate. It was what she had wanted and now she was getting it. She could feel Billy's cock stiffening against her body, could feel herself responding to his immediate and electrifying presence.
They held the kiss for a long time, twining their tongues together and tasting each other's mouth. Then Regina felt Billy groping for her breasts, slipping his hand between their bodies. His fingers caught her nipples, caressing the pink glands until they looked like rosy stars. And now he was on top of her, his prick hot and hard on the smooth skin of her shapely thighs.
But Billy was not yet ready to fuck. He slipped his other hand between Regina's torso and a moment later one finger neatly inserted between the older woman's dripping labia. Regina looked at him briefly and then snapped her eyes shut. The boy's face was too intense to contemplate, threatening and impenetrable.
She spread her thighs wide, letting Billy force two fingers deep into her yielding pussy. Her arms went around Billy's shoulders and then her thighs curled around his slender torso. They were locked together in lust now and she would not release the boy until he had filled her twat with come. For the moment Daniel was forgotten, hardly seemed to be in the same room with them.
Regina reached down for her lover's cock, no longer able to resist the magic wand that she needed so desperately. She clasped it tightly and began to pull at the loose skin below the glans, dragging it up and down in a slow, sensuous motion until Billy was hard as a rock and panting for her.
She guided his prick slowly toward her pussy. The room was completely quiet, an island of forbidden pleasures, an enchanted chamber wherein anything could happen to her. She was afraid of Billy, even now as he was preparing to fuck her. He could turn nasty again, hurt her without warning.
But for the next several minutes Billy was a perfect lover, giving Regina no cause for complaint. He allowed her to move his cock into position and then brushed the woman's hand away. His hips drove downward and then his prick was inside her. Regina could feel its thick head separating her moistened labia.
He entered Regina slowly, relishing the feel of her clinging pussy walls. To Regina, his prick felt infinitely long and thick, as if it would keep sliding into her forever. But then Billy struck bottom and she could feel his pubic hair tangling with her own. They were together, he was fucking her and no matter what else happened she would always have that.
Billy kept his cock motionless inside her for what seemed an eternity. They were a perfect fit, his cock penetrating all the way back to her womb. He was thick at the base, stretching her labia to the limit. Regina tightened her arms and legs around the boy's body, wondering when he would start to move.
Billy had no intention of torturing his mistress this time around. He got used to the feel of the woman and then began to rotate his cock slowly inside her pussy. Her cunt walls were like a million little tongues pulling at his prick, wetting and caressing it, trying to coax the come from its pointed tip.
Regina knew instinctively that she would not have to hold back. It was Billy's first fuck but he would not shoot his wad prematurely. No. Billy would fuck her for as long as he deemed necessary. He would come when he wanted and would control her reactions with the same iron will.
Regina squeezed her cunt around the invading cock, using every ounce of her considerable strength. Billy seemed to pulsate with electricity above and inside her. His body was tense, quivering occasionally, but his cock continued to move with the same agonizing slowness. He was still firmly in control.
He pulled his prick out an inch or two and then quickly re-inserted it as if afraid to break their close contact even for a second. Regina moved with him, lowering herself into the mattress and then shoving her hips upward to meet his re-entry. It was a dream, an impossible dream. Fucking had never been like this, not in over two decades of sexual activity.
Billy began to fuck her more rapidly and confidently. He kissed Regina again and then told the woman to open her eyes. Regina almost screamed as she did so. Just inches away from her Daniel loomed over them. His eyes were dreamy, barely focused, but he was watching their every move intently.
Regina stopped moving for the moment, knowing that her lover would take care of anything she needed. She smiled at Daniel and let the boy hold her hand. Now all three bodies were joined together and she could feel her personality slipping away from her. The boys had sucked her into their private world, a realm she could not begin to understand.
Daniel reached down to caress her tits, his hand soft and gentle. At the same moment, Billy increased his speed of penetration again. Regina felt herself building to a peak of passion but then slowing down again. She could not tell if she was moving with her lover or lying passively under him.
Billy's cock kept up a steady rhythm inside her pussy. He would pull out almost all the way, so that her labia closed hungrily around the tip of his cock. Then he would ease his way in again, touching her womb only to repeat the process. It was a hypnotizing cadence, a private, sensual rhythm of lust.
Regina felt her mind working again. She could accept the situation now as she had accepted everything else Billy had done to her. Stranger things had happened in the world than a middle-aged widow going to bed with two young brothers. As long as her body felt the way it did, she would be willing to go on indefinitely.
Without knowing how it happened, Regina found that Daniel's cock was in her right hand, hard again, full of blood and life. She caressed it gently, playing her fingertips over the purple crown and causing the twelve-year-old boy to sigh with ecstasy. And all the while her own passion was continuing to soar.
Regina asserted herself more with every passing minute. She ground her ass into the soft mattress and waved her lush hips from side to side, increasing the pressure and friction inside her pussy. She was making Billy happy, there could be no doubt about that, and she was moving ever closer to a climax of her own.
Billy allowed her to go through her paces. Regina knew that she was being watched carefully, her every move being weighed and judged. Billy was in the throes of passion but his mind was clear and glacially cold. She had to find some way to make the boy lose control, join her in her state of abandonment.
She held Billy tightly, feeling her tits being crushed under his hard, slender chest. Her ankles closed around the boy's buttocks and she could feel him going deeper than ever into her insatiable cunt. Then she put her pussy walls to work, gripping and caressing and rippling, varying the pressures, doing everything she could to drive her lover insane with passion.
Daniel continued to float in and out of the picture. At one moment she would be intensely aware of the cock that rested hard in her right hand, but then he would seem to disappear, to withdraw deep into himself. But Billy was always there, resting lightly on top of her, his prick a probing, burning spear.
She moved in a horizontal plane, squirming like a reptile under Billy's slender body. Never had she felt so strong, so feminine, so completely at one with her body. This was a new kind of sex, something that she could barely comprehend, something that was changing her life inexorably.
Billy moved with her again, encouraging Regina and showing her that she had at last got to the boy. His prick slammed heavily into her come-laden pussy and then did it again, almost knocking the breath from her substantial body. But she was with Billy every step of the way, setting up counter-rhythms to his deep penetration, not letting the boy relax for a second.
Soon they were moving with perfect synchronization, working together toward the same goal. Regina knew that she would come first. Between Billy's lunging prick and Daniel's ceaselessly exploring fingers, it was impossible for her to hold out. Her breath was coming short and fast now, her blood vessels were dilated and her cunt was contracting spasmodically.
Regina moved faster and faster, churning her hips and bucking her body violently. She was aflame now, just inches from total fulfillment. Her eyes closed and then she could feel it happen to her, an endlessly protracted climax, a dizzying, maddening accession of lust, an explosion of unleashed passion.
"Billy, Daniel, you're making me do it," she moaned. "Yes, keep fucking me. OOOOOOO OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH H H, yes, just like that, good and hard. Fuck me harder, Billy, shove your cock into me. Yes, yes, yes. I'm coming. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH H H H H HHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Regina felt consciousness slipping away as her orgasm ran its impassioned course. She was tired and stiff and her cunt felt like it had been raped by an army, but still her lust would not abate. It was dangerous to be turned on that much, to let her body go wild, to be controlled by two teenage boys. But her passion did abate and once again Regina was able to turn her attention to the two cocks she was servicing. She tightened her grasp on Daniel's hairless prick and then felt Billy fucking her again, his dick making loud watery noises in the depths of her overloaded, overflowing pussy.
Now she could look up at Billy, could watch the boy as he struggled vainly against his climax. His face was a terrible thing, hiding none of the struggle that was raging in his soul. His prick tore viscously into her cunt and then he seemed to slow down for a moment as if gathering his resources before the final explosion of his lust.
The two cocks moved at the same pace. Even their pulses seemed synchronized at that point. Regina uncoiled her arms and legs from Billy's body and let the boy fuck her freely. She was a vessel now, nothing but a repository for his passion, a hole to be filled by his cock and his come.
Daniel was crouching over her now, his prick moving closer and closer to Regina's mouth. She distended her tongue far enough to lick the tip of the tumid rod but could not trap it between her lips. Billy was still banging his prick into her, drying out the lubrication her come had provided.
Billy slammed his cock in one last time, riveting Regina to the mattress. She could feel him contracting inside her cunt just as Daniel's orgasm began. Of course the boys were coming simultaneously. It couldn't have happened any other way. Their communion was total and perfect and incomprehensible.
Daniel's voice was a muffle croak, but Billy's screams of passion practically split Regina's ear-drums.
"REGINA," he shouted. "Here it comes, I'm gonna shoot inside you, right in your cunt. AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, not yet, no, not yet. Damn it, fuck it, I can't stop myself. Shit, I'm coming. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA E E E EEEEEIIIIIII!!!!!"
Regina felt that she was drowning in come. Billy's semen shot into the bottom of her twat and then poured out again around his thick plugging cock. And Daniel came at the exact same instant, shooting his load into her mouth and hand, all over Regina's lovely, sweating, flushed face.
The boys came and came again, pumping their life into her, each goading the other to new heights of passion and satiation. They pounded at her body until Regina thought she would come again herself but soon she could feel their pricks wilting, could feel herself coming back down to earth.
The room was filled with the sharp odors of sex. An amalgam of semen and sweat and pussy juice assailed Regina's nostrils astringently. The two boys were on top of her, stroking and caressing every inch of her body. She could feel their cocks leaking more come, the last drops, onto her overheated skin.
They remained together for twenty minutes, their arms and legs inextricably tangled together. Regina kissed each boy as she felt her strength returning. The air was alive with warmth, but also with tension and a sense of pulsation. The moment had passed and it was time for her to leave the brothers to themselves.
Regina got unsteadily up from the bed and dressed herself as quickly as she could. She had had enough of the two boys for now. Her sanity could stand only so much of them. But at least Billy was smiling at her now, and not at all sarcastically. She could not know what was on his mind but it was obvious that he was happy, pleased with the way she had taken his virginity.
"Daniel's going to eat with us tonight," Billy told her. "Don't do anything special and don't say anything to my father. No, I don't mean about this, just about Danny. Well give him something to think about."
"But what?" Regina asked, totally at sea. "What are you trying to prove, Billy? What are you after?"
"Just dress nice," Billy concluded, "and don't crowd me. I can't stand that. I want you to look like a woman tonight, not like some old bag in a uniform. Otherwise well have to make you stop wearing your bra and panties again. You're a beautiful woman, Regina. Start acting like one."
CHAPTER SIX
Regina ran back to her bedroom to dress for dinner. James would be home soon and she had done nothing so far about preparing the evening meal. Casting a quick eye at her wardrobe, Regina soon decided that Billy had been right. Since the death of her husband, Regina had indeed been dressing like an old maid.
As she stepped into her most attractive dress, a blue summer outfit featuring a low neckline and tight skirt, she scrutinized herself carefully. Yes, she was still a good-looking woman, as lovely and attractive as she had ever been. Only she had retired from that world until taking a job in the Cokes household.
And now she was a woman again, a woman fulfilling her sexual needs through the agency of a pair of virile young lovers. For the first time in months Regina was pleased with herself and able to take pride in her appearance. It was a shame that she couldn't linger before the mirror for a while longer.
Dinner was served an hour later and she sat down with her employer and his two younger sons. Billy said nothing during the first part of the meal, letting his father do most of the talking. Regina listened carefully and sympathetically as James described the problems and difficulties inherent in his job.
"It must have been easier for you while your wife was alive," Regina observed. "Anyone who works as hard as you needs a woman to help him. I'm very sorry about Mrs. Cokes."
James smiled politely and thanked Regina for her kindness. It was true that he missed his wife, but only in her guises as housewife and mother. They had never loved one another very deeply and he had mourned her passing minimally. Margaret had been such a cold woman, tall and slender and self-contained. Sexually, their marriage had been a bust since its inception.
And now he was with a new woman who was practically a carbon copy of his wife. Looking at Regina, James began to wonder. Why could he never meet women like Regina socially. She was warm, friendly, fleshy the way he liked women to be. Certainly her short summer dress showed the woman to her best advantage. Instead, he was stuck with yet another cold fish.
"Come on, Daniel," Regina spoke in a light, lilting voice. "You've hardly eaten anything and I worked so hard on dinner."
Daniel smiled and attacked his plate with a will. The meal was good, absolutely delicious. It was a pity that he found it so difficult to talk to Regina, James reflected. She was pretty, a good housekeeper, and she got along so well with his sons. In so many ways she would make him an ideal second wife.
James watched with astonishment as Daniel finished a heaping plate of beef stew. The boy seemed to be getting better these days and that was probably Regina's doing too. It was hard to remember the last time Daniel had been so talkative and energetic, so happy and responsive to conversation. Usually it was painful and depressing to be with the boy but tonight things were different.
It was the most pleasant meal he had enjoyed in months. Billy liked Regina too, and had evidently gotten over his hostility to the interloper, and that was a good thing to see. The boy needed supervision and adult guidance but had never trusted his father. Now he was being warm and downright friendly. Could he thank Regina for that too?
"Can you come in and read to me later?" Daniel asked Regina at the end of the meal. "Just before I go to bed?"
"I'm sure Mrs. Barres is too busy for that," James interjected. "Another night, maybe. I'll stay with you 'til you fall asleep, son, just like we did when you and Billy were little boys."
Daniel began to protest until stopped by an icy glare from his brother Billy. He left the table on his own a few minutes later, humming softly as he walked toward his bedroom. Billy wanted Regina to himself that night, but there was more to it than that. He understood Billy now and knew just what his brother was planning.
Later that night, Regina lay naked in bed hoping that Billy would pay her a visit before morning. The boy never seemed to sleep and she was sure that he wanted to talk to her. As she was beginning to doze off, the door swung to on its hinges and Billy was with her again, barefoot and dressed only in pajama bottoms.
"You were great, Regina, just great," he said before joining her on the bed. "Danny hasn't been that lively in months."
"Are you trying to get me a raise or something?" Regina asked. "Playing up to your father and all that. It was kind of embarrassing being praised so much. I wonder if your father doesn't suspect that we're all scheming behind his back."
Billy laughed. It would be easy enough to tell Regina his plans but it was too soon for that. She was a good woman and he was going to take care of her but she was too nervous, too insecure. Billy changed the topic of conversation to sex, knowing that he could forestall Regina's questions once the woman was aroused.
They talked very briefly of the orgy they had held earlier in the day and then Billy was kissing Regina, pressing his slim body up against her warm, voluptuous flesh, his prick hardening perceptibly in the process. Regina found herself getting hotter by the second, the way it always was with her young lover.
Their tongues met and once again Regina thrilled to the taste and smell of her lover. His hands were on her tits, caressing the huge, fleshy globes, and his hips were grinding into hers. Already her cunt was wet with desire and anticipation. She wanted to be fucked then and there, without further preliminaries.
"We're going to do something different tonight," Billy whispered portentously. "I've been reading books about sex in the library. You know, there's one thing we haven't tried yet." What's that?" Regina asked, suspicious and a little afraid.
"Anal sex, ass-fucking, buggering, whatever they call it," Billy told her in a level tone of voice. "That sounds pretty good to me. You ever done that before, with your husband or anyone?"
"We tried it once," Regina confessed, knowing it was no use trying to lie to Billy. "But it was too painful and I made him stop."
Her tacit appeal fell on deaf ears. When Billy had an urge to do something it was best to give in without argument. Naked and aroused, Regina knew that it was hopeless to try changing Billy's mind. For the next half hour she followed his instructions slavishly, again shocked at her submission to the young tyrant.
Billy seemed to know just what to do. He turned Regina over onto all fours and then admired the woman for a moment. Her ass did look exceptionally good that night, firm and round, the cheeks pink toward their center and white at the perimeter. Her skin was almost translucent and her cunt and asshole were easily visible, the kind of stimulation no virile man could resist.
Regina kept her eyes closed as Billy prepared to cornhole her. She felt the boy wiping some sort of lubricant on his prick, hard already and bulging with desire. Then he transferred some of the slippery gel to the opening of her tiny pink bunghole. Regina tried to relax, but it was impossible. How could she hope to take that huge cock into her narrowest orifice? It was going to hurt like hell but there wasn't a thing she could do to prevent it.
"Wouldn't you like to do something else instead?" she asked feebly. "I could blow you, darling, I really want to do that tonight. I want you to come in my mouth, Billy. Please let me suck you off."
A peal of cruel, sarcastic laughter greeted Regina's request. She flushed as Billy reveled in her fear and humiliation. He was going to go through with it, all right, regardless of how much he hurt her. And she had placed her fate in the boy's hands, had as much as invited him to abuse and mistreat her body.
Billy crouched behind the kneeling woman, transfixed by her helpless beauty. He flourished his stiff cock in his right hand and then guided it between Regina's softly spread buttocks. The woman's skin was incredibly smooth and creamy and her asshole was his for the asking. The situation was absolutely perfect.
Regina felt the head of his cock sliding up and down the cleft between her large, shapely asscheeks. Hot and heavy, it rested for a second on her perineum, the tiny field of skin between cunt and asshole. One thrust in the right direction and he'd be fucking her properly, in her cunt where she was supposed to be.
A second later, Regina realized the vanity of her fantasies. Billy was holding her buttocks apart now, pushing the head of his cock against the rim of her tightest aperture. Neck bent, tits pressing into the pillow under her, Regina waited nervously for the completion of her anal defloration.
Billy did not keep her in suspense for long. Using adroit fingertips, he tucked the head of his rod into the anal opening, watching carefully as the membranes stretched to take him in. Regina was being good so far, but she was nervous as hell, uptight literally and figuratively. It was going to hurt the woman if she didn't relax soon, but that wasn't his problem.
The first inch of Billy's cock slid fairly easily into the narrow gap of Regina's bunghole. He leaned his weight forward and felt the aperture tightening. She was rejecting him, making things difficult. Maybe it wasn't her fault but it was a drag and he knew just how to deal with problems of that sort.
His open right hand crashed against Regina's snowy buttocks, palm first, leaving a red imprint in the delicate skin. Regina gasped once with pain and shock but then took the next three slaps silently and without protest. Billy was showing that there was no way out, that it would be best for her to cooperate.
"I'm sorry," she pleaded. "I'll relax, I'll help you, but please don't hit me anymore. I can't stand that."
"Then fucking relax already," Billy snarled, pushing his mouth next to her ear. "We both know you're gonna do it, so what's the point in making it hard for me? Let's get it over with."
Regina made a conscious effort to loosen her muscles, particularly her anal sphincter. She felt Billy's weight above her again and then another two inches of cock were stuffed into her asshole. What had he meant in saying he wanted to get it over with? Maybe it was something he didn't really want to do, an experiment that would tire or disgust him after another few seconds.
But Billy was far from turned off by the experience. Regina was tight inside her bunghole, smooth and slick and inviting. Her ass was warm and pink from his spanking and now he could see her bunghole stretching to take him in. Halfway there already, though it would be harder when he got down to the thick base.
Billy decided to end the suspense. He lunged forward, pivoting his hips slightly, and drove his cock full length into Regina's unresisting bunghole. Regina gasped as she felt the boy's pubic hair rubbing against her bruised skin. He was tearing her in half, killing her with his thick, iron-hard cock.
Billy held his body stationary, taking everything in, loving the novel feel of Regina's anal channel. It was almost painful to have his prick constricted so tightly but he could now feel her stretching out from within. He was remodeling the woman's body, remaking her to fit his lustfulnees. A new sense of power surged through his body, especially strong in his cock and balls.
Billy twisted his hips slowly, gyrating like a belly dancer. He kept his prick buried to the root in Regina's tight asshole and then could feel her anal sphincters rippling around him. She was a little looser now and it was high time to fuck her asshole as passionately as he had ever planked Regina's cunt.
He rotated his prick once more and then drew it halfway out of Regina's asshole. Regina sighed with relief at the evacuation but soon felt the huge spear sliding into her again. Her sigh changed to a groan as Billy filled her asshole with cock. The worst was evidently far from over for her.
Billy fucked her with slow strokes, never letting more than half of his cock slide out of Regina's bunghole. He held her buttocks together, making a channel for his cock. It was like fucking two holes now, but he was hurting her too much, causing the woman to moan and whimper like a fucking baby.
He held Regina's buttocks apart with strong hands and then spread his thighs, lowering her body onto the mattress. Now she had to bear his full weight but her asshole was as wide as it could be. Now he could fuck her properly, which wasn't going to take long judging from the way his cock was throbbing with desire.
Billy began to use a simple in-and-out motion, fucking Regina slowly and steadily in her overburdened asshole. His prick was slimy with lubrication but at least things were going well. Regina's asshole felt incredibly good, closing and opening around his meat, giving him total control over her luscious body.
He reached around and cupped one hand under Regina's tits, wondering if he could turn the woman on in the midst of her confusion. His fingers worked skillfully on Regina's broad pink nipples, stroking them over and over again, pinching the delicate flesh until it was contracted into a tight pair of bundles of hypersensitized nerves.
He could hear Regina breathing slower. Her body had finally relaxed and she seemed able to take his strokes with impunity. Billy slammed his cock in a little harder. There was no point letting her off too easily. It was a scene that could never really be repeated and he wanted to get the most out of it.
His hand slid from Regina's tits, moving along the warm underside of her kneeling body. Her hips were tilted at a perfect angle now and it was nice to watch her muscles under Regina's skin, supporting his body and servicing his burning prick. It wouldn't be long before he would be forced to give up his come.
Billy groped with his thin fingers until he was able to locate Regina's cunt. His arm was just long enough to encircle her amply fleshed body and soon his fingers were running up and down the woman's labia. Her cunt was as sensitive as ever, dripping wet as soon as he touched her clitty. He could make it pleasant for her, maybe even elicit an orgasm from Regina's straining body.
Regina stiffened with lust as she felt her clitoris being assaulted. It was difficult enough to withstand Billy's anal assault and how he was trying to make her like it. The boy was cruel, selfish, harder and more masculine than any man she'd ever been with. And she liked it, was as much stimulated by her own surrender as by the feel of Billy's cock and agile fingers.
Her clitoris expanded rapidly, greedy for stimulation. Regina felt as if she had two bodies. One struggled under Billy's cruel, hard cock and the other was transported into the highest realms of ecstasy by his gentle fingers. She would have to try to unite the two halves of herself before he was finished cornholing her.
Driven by lust, Regina ground her hips into Billy's hard midsection, tightening her asshole against his invading prick. His fingers clung to her clitoris and then let go, forcing her to twist and gyrate her body. She felt like a puppet, had no will of her own, had been dominated completely by her strange lover.
And now she was enjoying the experience, how she did not know. Billy's prick felt good, filling her completely, reaching deeper into her body than it had ever done before. Her asshole was susceptible to pleasure, all right, its membranes as sleek and sensitive as those inside her dripping pussy. Both orifices were being stimulated now and it was soon going to be time for her to come.
"You can fuck me harder now," she whispered. "I'm sorry I was such a baby before, darling. I love the way you feel inside my asshole. Yes, Billy, I want you to fuck my asshole. Go ahead, as hard as you like. I'm ready now. I want you, darling."
Arching her back, Regina tilted her cunt and asshole closer to her panting lover. Her ass and hips lifted upward, taking Billy's body with them as if he were weightless. Billy kept his knees planted on the yielding mattress, not letting his cock slide out an inch as they altered their position.
Now he was right on top of Regina, riding her like a mare, his slender body curving around her wide white hips. He pulled his rod back and then quickly slid it in again. His veins were bulging and Billy could feel the come moving up from his balls, forming a temporary reservoir in the tip of his cock.
He worked harder on Regina's clitoris, intent on making the woman melt in his skilled hands. At one point, he managed to slip two fingers into her vulva, filling Regina completely and making the woman feel as if she were- being fucked by an army. Billy smiled, knowing she would shoot her wad first.
He was able to cornhole Regina with complete freedom now, knowing that she was concentrating on her own sexual pleasures. It was great to have her writhing under him again, bucking that magnificently fleshy body, crashing her ass greedily against him. His prick burned with desire but still Billy maintained control. No way he was going to let himself come yet.
Billy placed one hand on each of Regina's broad hips, holding the woman in place. His prick bucked easily in and out of her asshole and his fingers continued to work on cunt and clitoris. His hand was dripping with pussy juice and the air in the room was thick and humid, filled with-the odors of lust.
Regina felt her consciousness slipping away. Impossible as it seemed, she was on the verge of coming during her first real experience with anal sex. Her clitoris was distended and beginning to hurt. She was breathing giddily, feeling her muscles tighten and her cunt contract around Billy's probing fingers.
And then she came, shouting her passion aloud, not caring if Mr. Cokes or anyone else in the world heard her screams of release. Her eyes closed tightly as she felt rivulets of come pour out of her pussy. Three spasms came and went in quick succession and then her passion began slowly to wane.
"Billy, it feels so good," she groaned. "Yes, it does, I love it when you're inside me, inside my asshole. Yes, yes, YES, fuck me harder. SHOVE IT INTO ME. That's right, darling, fuck me harder, good and hard. AAAAAAAA AAAAAAAA HHHHHHHH HHHHHHHH, Billy don't stop. AAAAAAAA EEEEEEEE IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII."
Billy grinned broadly as Regina went through her paces. He had turned the trick again, had managed to make the woman enjoy his selfish sexual experiments. As she came, her asshole fluttered around his cock, in perfect synchronization with Regina's vaginal contractions, increasing his pleasure all the more.
Waiting until Regina's orgasm had been completed, Billy decided to vary the routine again. If it was fun to fuck Regina's asshole, it was bound to be even better to use her cunt as well, to alternate between the two tight, slick orifices. As soon as she held still he was ready to swing into action.
Billy pulled his cock reluctantly from Regina's asshole and then grabbed the rigid shaft as it sprang away from her body. It was easy enough to get into the woman's cunt, dripping as it was with the fruit of her recent climax. And Regina seemed to like it, if her moans of pleasure were to be trusted.
"Ohhhhhhhh, that feels nice," Regina crooned, grinding her hips slowly and sensually from side to side. "Billy, I can't tell you how that turns me on. Oh, wait darling, no don't put it back there, not yet. Oh, Billy, what are you doing to me?"
Billy had already acted on his desires, reaming Regina's cunt for a few seconds and then switching back to her asshole. She was much easier to enter now, the little aperture being spread to its full limit. It was more elastic and accessible and he knew that he wasn't hurting Regina any longer.
Young and agile, Billy found it easy to alternate between the two pink moist apertures, giving each a single stroke, never slowing down or resting for a minute. Sweat beaded on his forehead and then cascaded down the boy's flushed face. He was struggling with himself, fighting against an inexorable explosion.
He grabbed Regina's tits again, pressing so hard against her back that she could feel his heart pounding against her skin. She moved with her young lover, tired and sore but willing to go all out for him. No other man in the world could have made her come at a time like that. Billy deserved what he demanded-her best, a total effort that drained and sometimes confused Regina, but whose results were always good for both of them.
By then Billy could feel his balls tightening against his groin. They felt huge, swollen, ready to erupt. But his prick was still tight and hard, plunging in and out of Regina's cunt and asshole. Sweat was seeping from his every pore now, as Billy finally resigned himself to orgasmic release.
He ignored Regina's pussy from then on, wedging his cock back into her asshole. One quick thrust of his skinny hips and he was buried to the hilt again. And she was helping him, grinding and jerking her body, rippling her anal muscles so that it felt like a multitude of fingers were pulling at his cock.
Regina stiffened her body as the final assault began. Billy was never gentle when he was shooting his load and this time promised to be no exception to that rule. His prick jerked in and out of her bunghole-strong, hard and imperious. She could feel its blood pounding, could feel each of Billy's contractions.
Then she could feel him exploding inside her, his prick like the nozzle of a firehose. Her asshole was instantly flooded with come and Regina liked the way the hot juices soothed her irritated membranes. She felt her lover come three times and listened carefully to his tight, loud, impassioned voice.
"I'm coming, Regina, right in your asshole," she heard him gasp. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHH HHHHHHHH HHHHHHHH, hold still, don't move anymore. Yeah, that's it, make it tight again. OOOOOOOO OOOOOOOO HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, that feels good, fucking good. Don't move, Regina, I'm coming again. I'm coming, I'm COMMMMMMMMMMM M MIIIIIIINNNNNNN G G G G G."
His climax was brief and intense, showing Regina that she had pleased her lover again. Billy left his cock inside her after he was finished shooting but she could feel it wilting rapidly and soon sliding out of her body. Then, as he rolled off her back, Regina was at last able to rest.
"I'm sorry I was such an idiot," she said a few moments later, not facing Billy as she spoke. "Are you still mad at me?"
"No, you were scared," Billy said conciliating. "In a way, it made things even better for me. You were so helpless. You were holding your hands against your sides like I had handcuffed you."
"I guess every woman wants to be a slave sometimes," Regina admitted. "In bed, anyway. But you scare me sometimes, Billy. You're so cold and dispassionate, like a scientist."
"Are you complaining? Don't you like me the way I am?"
"I love you, darling," Regina interrupted. "I didn't mean to complain. It's just that I feel so insecure here. You're all so hard to understand, like you're in a world of your own."
"Sounds like you need a little vacation, a trip to the country," Billy told her. "I know; it'll be perfect. Come with us when we go visit George tomorrow."
"All the way out to Bloomington?" Regina asked. "I don't know, darling. Your father didn't ask me to come along and, you know, I don't know if I should see George again."
Billy laughed. How could she still think that he wanted to keep her all to himself just hours after he had shared her favors with Daniel? Regina's power to delude herself was truly awesome. But there was no reason to hurt her feelings as long as she did what she was told, continued to follow all his commands.
"If George wants you, you're his, at least for the day," Billy insisted, meeting his mistress's questioning stare. "No, I'm not giving you up or anything. Be nice to George. He's a jerk in some ways but he's my brother. Besides, it looked like you had a pretty good time the first night you spent together."
The whole thing was insane, Regina knew. She was being passed from hand to hand, from son to son. She had fucked all three boys and was now going back for seconds. Only James, the one man in the household who would have been suitable for her, had not tried to put the make on Regina. Wasn't there a single thing about the family that was close to normal?
Billy departed a few minutes later, leaving Regina alone with her thoughts. Billy had been right as usual. Thinking about George for the first time in two weeks, she did miss him. Maybe she could talk to him about Billy. Maybe George could help her discern a pattern behind the boy's incessant schemings.
CHAPTER SEVEN
As Billy had promised, the first person Regina saw the following morning was James Cokes. She was awakened by a timid knock on her bedroom door and then James was inside the room, visibly relieved that she was still under her blankets. He seemed unsure of himself in her room and anxious to get away.
"We're going to see George today," he explained, "and I thought it might be fun for you to come along. You can watch Daniel, but mainly I thought the ride would be good for you. We keep you so cooped up here. I know how hard it is to care for three boys."
Regina allowed him to make an escape, but not before she had risen from bed and paraded before the man dressed only in a sheer summer nightgown. She promised to be ready in half an hour, smiling invitingly at James and then headed for her bathroom, not knowing why she'd felt compelled to flirt with the man.
Three hours later they entered the campus of Bloomington College. It took a while to locate George, but he had few classes that day and was able to give them a tour of the school. The drive had been pleasant and it was nice to see him again, Regina decided. Even Billy seemed happy and distracted by the business of the day, glad that the family had been reunited temporarily.
Later that afternoon, Regina found herself alone with George Cokes in his dormitory room. George had been distantly polite to her so far and it had not been his idea that they be left alone together. Billy, of course, had arranged it, Regina knew, wanting them to resume their affair for some reason of his own.
"I've missed you, Regina," George told her. "I'm really glad that you came. It was a pleasant surprise."
"Oh, I'm practically part of the family now," Regina told him, trying to keep her voice blithe. "Hasn't Billy called you and told you what we've been doing? No? I thought you all had some kind of secret radar system, the whole crazy bunch of you."
"What on earth are you talking about?"
Regina decided to make a clean breast to George. The boy had been good to her once and really, she had nothing to lose at that stage of the game. Her tale, full of contradictions and back-turnings, took a good half hour to relate. When it was over, George stared at her dubiously, wondering if she had lost her senses.
"I just don't know why he does these crazy things," Regina concluded. "Especially where your father's concerned. Can you imagine how it felt having to parade myself before him a whole day?"
George smiled, a secret brief grin. He understood now, knew exactly what Billy had in mind. The idea was simple and appealing. Make Regina indispensable in the household, get their father to fall in love with her. Then James would marry her and she would stay with them for good. The only question was whether to spill the beans now or let Regina find out when Billy wanted her to.
"Well, Billy's a strange kid," he temporized, having decided not to tell. "You knew that before you got involved with him, you must have. Anyway, let's forget him for a while."
"I'd like to but I can't," Regina said, starting to sniffle. "I think about him all the time. He's good to me but he won't explain anything. Tell me, George, what the hell is he after."
"I can only speak for myself," George answered. "And I'm interested in you, not him. We had a good time together once, Regina, and we can do it again. They'll be at the library for at least two hours-you know how Dad is about books. Come on, angel, didn't you miss me just a little bit these last three weeks?"
Regina was not accustomed to lying where her emotions were concerned. She looked shyly at George and then nodded her head, bending her neck in a gesture of submission. George rose and led her to the bed. The door was already locked and his roommate was out for the day. Nobody was going to disturb them.
He kissed Regina, holding the confused woman tightly in his strong arms, then plunging his tongue between her soft, thin, slightly parted lips. Regina had gotten more beautiful during their separation. Whatever else resulted from their affair, Billy had already done a hell of a lot for the woman.
Still unsure of herself, Regina was completely passive for the first several minutes. She allowed herself to be kissed and made no protest as George started to strip her. His hands fumbled eagerly with the buttons and snaps of her blouse and then worked more surely on her underwear, denuding her in a matter of moments.
George got out of his own clothing with alacrity, knowing that their time together was limited. He owed Billy one for bringing Regina along. He had not managed to get laid in three weeks of trying and he had thought of Regina on more than one occasion. It was a great stroke of luck to be with her again.
Naked, he joined Regina on the bed, lowering his head to the woman's irresistible chest. Her tits were truly magnificent, bulging off her chest, the nipples hardening under a breeze from his open window. Everything about her was lush and feminine and inviting. Already his prick was throbbing with desire.
He buried his head between Regina's tits and then closed his lips around one circular pink nipple. Sucking hard, he drew it deep into his mouth, loving the perfumed taste of her delicate skin. The woman quivered under his attack, still preoccupied but responding according to plan, a truly passionate creature.
He switched to the other juicy tit, leaving a trail of saliva to cool on Regina's blushing skin. His hands gripped her shoulders tightly and he seemed stronger than she remembered him. Compared to Billy and Daniel he was a full-grown man, though he was only eighteen and looked perhaps even younger than that.
George ran his tongue down Regina's torso, licking her body hungrily, still unable to believe completely his good fortune. She was the embodiment of lonely, adolescent fantasy, a mature, sensual willing woman. He could smell the secretions from her cunt already, could tell that she still liked the way he made it with her. Yes, they were going to have a good time together that day.
George wedged his head between Regina's thighs, intent on eating out the woman's luscious moist quim. His tongue flicked out of his mouth and touched Regina's labia, sending a shiver of lustful expectation through her body. She parted her thighs further and then reached down to caress George's hair.
Regina pushed the back of her lover's head closer to her body, impatient now, wanting George's tongue inside her pussy. The boy obliged her quickly, shooting his tongue out in a doubled-over position and sliding it deep into her vulva. She was dripping wet already, aroused as if they'd been petting for hours.
George went willingly to work on Regina's pussy. He reached up with one hand and began to stroke and caress her breasts, happy to be with the magnificently sensual woman again. His tongue delved deep and soon his mouth was overflowing with saline pussy juices, a taste that aroused George's own passion. He could feel his cock getting harder and thicker with each passing second.
He removed his tongue from Regina's pussy and went right to work on her clitoris. It would be easy enough to bring the woman to orgasm with oral sex and then he would be able to fuck her. They had plenty of time together and there was no reason to hurry, not when they were having such a good time together.
Regina lay flat on her back, arms tightly pressed to her sides as George flicked his tongue against her clitoris. Eyes closed, she felt her passion mounting, shuddering slightly as she felt her tiny gland of pleasure being coaxed into erection, slowly protruding from under its protective hood.
George slid his tongue slowly up and down her labia, touching her clitty for the briefest of instants. He was teasing her now, making Regina slow her passion down. But his tongue felt so good, so warm and knowing, that she felt herself moving closer to orgasm. She had forgotten how good George was in bed but realized now that he could match his brother Billy in sexual potency.
His tongue slid back into her gaping vulva and this time Regina moved with her lover, lifting her hips slightly so that his tongue could go in deeper. Her membranes were wet and sensitive and her pussy walls were starting to contract. Just a few more minutes of that kind of tonguing and she'd be ready to fly.
George cupped his hands under Regina's buttocks, forgetting the woman's luscious tits for the nonce. He gripped her ass hard, leaving his fingerprints on the delicate skin, and then one of his lingers probed at Regina's asshole. She stiffened slightly and then .yielded to the boy's anal advances.
Her asshole was still sensitive from Billy's buggering but had become eroticized in the process. It felt good to have both lower orifices filled and stimulated simultaneously. Her body got hotter, writhing and twisting under George's lingual attack, rewarding the boy for his passionate efforts.
She held George by the nape of his neck, keeping his head pressed up against her groin. He was working on her clitoris again, moving his forefinger from vulva to asshole, varying the pressure and friction skillfully. At eighteen, the boy was a master of sex, but that was something that no longer surprised her.
George pushed his tongue out blunt, forcing it against her clitoris and holding it there. He loved to feel the woman squirming under him, moaning with lust, calling his name in an almost desperate tone of voice. Despite the difference in ages, he was in control, a situation that pleased them both.
He forced one finger into Regina's vulva and then inserted another deeper into her yielding asshole. The woman was truly incredible, a fountain of pussy juice, unbelievably responsive to his every caress. It was good to be able to make her come, to direct and control the woman's rapidly mounting lust.
Regina sighed loudly as George pulled out all stops, jamming his tongue into her clitty, pushing the tiny organ from side to side, covering it with a thick film of hot saliva. Her thighs closed around the boy's head, making it hard for him to breathe, but that did not slow George down for a second.
George kept his eyes open, watching Regina intently as he brought the older woman to a sensual explosion. Her face was as beautiful as ever despite its redness. Her tits looked swollen with lust and her body appeared especially lithe and muscular as she writhed lustily before his tongue and fingers.
Regina relaxed, knowing that she was almost ready to come. George knew just what she needed and was making no bones about giving it to her. His tongue seemed as hot and heavy as a cock, but a thousand times more agile. Her whole body was getting hot now and she was sweating heavily. Her legs loosened around the boy's neck and she began to moan louder and louder.
"George, you're killing me," she whispered. "I feel like I'm going to dissolve. Yes, yes, lick my clitty some more. I love it when you do that to me. I love you George, I want you. Make me come, darling, don't stop now. Please make me come."
Her words, chanted quietly, were indistinguishable to George but it was no mystery to him what the woman wanted. He pushed two fingers deeper into her vulva and worked a third finger all the way into her open asshole. All the while his tongue continued to dance provocatively on and around Regina's clit.
Regina's whole body stiffened as her orgasm began. She felt her cunt contracting and then sensed the ocean of come that was pouring out of her vulva. A red film appeared behind her closed eyes and then her body began to move again, hips lifted fully off the mattress, lithe muscles contracting violently, distended clitoris darting out to meet George's incessantly flicking tongue.
And then George could hear her words clearly. "GEORGE, GEORGE, MAKE ME COME," she shouted. "Yes, don't stop now, please don't stop. A A A A A A A A A A A A A A AH H H H H HHHHH HHHHH, George, George, I want to come, I'm coming, I can't stop myself. Yes, tongue me more, don't stop. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA E E E E E E EE E IIIIIIIII!!!!!!"
Regina's orgasm seemed to last indefinitely. George felt his face flooding with come juice. He swallowed some of the sharp-tasting fluids and then continued to belabor Regina's clit. His prick was burning against his body but that was nothing to worry about. Regina would be done coming soon and then it would be her turn to show him a good time in the sack.
They relaxed together for several minutes after the end of Regina's orgasm, stroking and caressing each other's body, kissing occasionally as they waited for strength to return to their tired bodies. It was the wrong time to talk, but Regina could restrain her curiosity no longer. She had to ask, then and there.
"George, you're not being honest with me," she began, trying to make her voice stern. "You know what Billy's planning but you won't tell me. It isn't fair, George, it just isn't fair."
"It's for your own good," George answered shortly, his pinched slightly angry countenance looking remarkably like Billy's. "You have to trust us, Regina, both of us. Billy knows what he's doing and I guess he thinks you're too nervous to take it yet. But don't worry. I know things'll turn out okay for you."
Regina wondered. Thee whole family kept talking about her welfare, but what had they done for her yet other than fuck her? She was not only a housekeeper, but a prostitute in residence, all at a ridiculously low salary. Still, George seemed sincere and it was obvious that nothing more could be wrung from him.
"Talk about being unfair," George teased. "After all the work I just did, you don't do a thing for me. We don't have all day, Regina, do you want to fuck me or don't you?"
For a moment, Regina thought about her situation, but the demands of her body were not to be resisted for long. She smiled at George and then rolled her body over, stretching one arm out until her hand was resting on George's muscular midsection. His prick was hard already and the boy wanted to fuck her.
Her fingers closed around George's stiff cock, sending a jolt of electricity through Regina's satiated body. She had come only minutes earlier and she was ready for more. She used the nails of her long, elegantly curved fingers on the underside of George's meat. She couldn't get the lad any harder but she could make him squirm with pleasure before he got his cock into her.
Regina gripped her lover's prick and then slid her clenched hand up and down its thick, gnarled shaft. She watched the tumid organ closely, seeing the color flow in and out of it, seeing the veins course angrily. Her mouth was watering. She had to blow her lover, at least for a few moments.
Regina bent her head forward, draping her body over George's reclining form. Her lips closed easily around his meat and then she was sucking him off, coating his cock with saliva, enjoying her ability to give him pleasure. It would have been nice to suck him off to completion but there was no time for that.
Regina did what she could in the limited time allotted her. She surrounded the head of George's cock with her lips and then forced her head downward. Seven inches of thick hard cock disappeared into her craw, until her lips rested gently against her lover's dark pubic curls.
Regina smiled inwardly at the gasp of surprise she had elicited from her passionate young lover. She kept his prick buried in her throat for as long as she could stand it, breathing through her nose and licking every inch of it with her agile tongue. But it was time for them to fuck, time to take care of business.
Regina removed her mouth slowly, trailing her tongue along the length of George's prick. The boy lay still for a moment and then rolled heavily onto one side. Regina was ready for him, lying flat on her back, legs spread, arms open. She was smiling broadly, showing happiness, submission and a fair degree of lust.
Brandishing his cock in his right hand, George rubbed it between Regina's tits for a moment, loving the feel of her smooth, creamy cleft. He snaked his body down along her torso and thighs until his prick pointed at Regina's twat. Now he was ready to enter the woman, ready to work out three weeks of loneliness on her beautiful, willing, available body.
Delaying his pleasure as long as he could, George pushed only the tip of his prick between her pink labia. He loved the feel of Regina's moistened blonde pubic tresses against his burning skin, could inhale the fragrance of her skin and genitals, could feel sweat starting to break out on his own aroused body.
But he would not enter her yet. George swung his hips from one side to the other, rotating the tip of his cock between Regina's clasping labia. It was a new kind of fucking, subtle and frustrating, something he could not keep up for long. And Regina, anxious to have him inside her, was making it all the more difficult.
The woman lifted her hips and then sucked in with her vaginal sphincters, wanting all seven inches of her lover's rigid rod. Her face was no longer smiling but was tense, with narrowed eyes and hollow cheeks. She felt another inch of cock slipping into her and knew that she was winning the battle decidedly.
George capitulated a second later, his powers of resistance and self-control having been exhausted totally. Putting all his strength into it, he slammed his cock deep into Regina's pussy, entering and filling her with a single violent motion. Regina's eyes bugged as his body slammed into hers. He was hard, strong, demanding, too much for her to handle.
George let himself go completely. He had wanted Regina for three weeks and now she was his, wet and open and inviting. His prick plumbed her depths in a rapid rhythm, hitting bottom at the end of each heavy stroke. Droplets of sweat poured off his face as he strove to extirpate the demons of desire.
He slowed down a few seconds later, calmer now, able to enjoy and prolong their bout of lovemaking. His strokes continued deep but they were now gentle and extended. To Regina, it seemed to take an hour for him to insert his cock each time, and each time it seemed to get longer, thicker and hotter.
Regina struggled for breath. George was incredibly virile. He was heavier and stronger than his younger brothers and equally well hung, a difficult young man to satisfy. But he was turning her on as he served his own pleasure and Regina knew that she would please him, give him a fucking to remember.
She began to move with George, undulating her body on the hard, narrow mattress of his dormitory bed. Looking around the room through narrowed eyes she spotted a familiar picture in one corner of the mirror. It was her, a shot George had taken in their home two months before. It proved that he cared about her, a revelation that increased her pleasure immensely.
Maybe George was right, Regina mused as she felt his cock thumping steadily inside her well-lubricated quim. She had to trust him, and Billy as well. The boys cared about her, perhaps they even loved her as she loved them. That picture had done the trick, had acted on the woman's ever-susceptible vanity.
Regina smiled blissfully. Not only did she have nothing to complain about, but any other woman of intelligence would have given her right tit to trade places with her. She had not one virile lover but three. And it had all taken place after she had turned forty, a fact that still struck her as miraculous.
She moved more vigorously, crashing her hips against George's hard midsection and sucking his cock deep into the hungry recesses of her pussy. George was beginning to step things up in his own right. His prick was burning now and he knew that it would not be long before he could no longer hold his passion in check.
Raising himself up, George pumped harder, shooting his cock deep into Regina's clinging twat. Muscles rippling visibly, he fucked Regina with unleashed passion, his cock making loud wet noises and growing more urgent with every second. He was sweating hard but had not yet begun tire.
He buried his head momentarily in Regina's bosom, sucking greedily at each of her already tightened nipples. His hips continued to thrust his prick forward, pinning his mistress to the bed. Regina knew that he would come before she was ready for a second orgasm, but that was all right, no problem. She was satisfied, happy, and at peace with herself.
Unable to move her body now, Regina contracted her pussy around the thick cock that was filling it to perfection. She rippled her sphincters rapidly, clutching and caressing George's stiff rod. The boy was lying on top of her again and making her bear his full weight but it would all be over soon.
Regina clasped her legs around George's ass, drawing him closer to her hungry body. Now she was able to move again, to churn her hips and wiggle her ass beneath her lover. She moved with George and then against him, making the boy work for his orgasm, prolonging the fuck for as long as possible.
George slowed down for a moment, to enjoy the feel of her clinging twat and lithe moving muscles for the last time before his imminent climax. Regina was an amazing woman, the best fuck he could ever hope to find. Leave it to Billy to find a way to keep her. Even at the verge of orgasm it was an amusing thought.
He pumped with a steady motion but his prick was beginning to quiver and vibrate within the sheath of Regina's quim. His veins throbbed palpably and he could feel the semen moving from balls to prick, clamoring to be released. His buttocks tightened as he sent the bolt home, reaming Regina out, enjoying every interior inch of her dripping clinging pussy.
Two more good strokes and he was ready. Regina stopped moving and let the boy explode deep inside her body. Three separate streams of jism cascaded into her fuck box, laving her from within, filling the woman to capacity. But her lover was still hard and his cock had continued to move.
"Regina, I'm coming," she heard him scream. "Oh fuck, don't move an inch. AAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHH, shit, you're cunt's so fucking tight. Hold still, bitch, let me finish coming, yeah, like that. It feels so fucking good. Shit, I can't stop, I'm coming, Regina, I'm COMMMMMMMMMM IIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNN GGGGGGGG."
His cries of passion were accompanied by short forward thrusts. One contraction followed another for a good two minutes before Regina could feel the boy going limp inside her. They stayed locked together for five minutes, breathing heavily and in unison, too exhausted to speak to one another.
"Shit, I could stay like this forever," George finally spoke. "But you better get dressed soon. Even Dad's going to get bored with that law library sooner or later and I don't think it would be too cool for him to walk in on us."
"Why not?" Regina asked. "I'm sure he's in on this crazy plot too. You're all in it, every one in your crazy family."
"Look, you've got nothing to worry about," George insisted. "You dig being with us and we like having you. There's nothing to argue about except that you feel left out."
"I'll tell you one thing," Regina answered, narrowing her eyes and setting her chin. "If I don't get some answers soon, I'm going to pack up and leave, I really am. I can get other jobs, I don't need you, any of you!"
George was relieved when the family gathered together again. Regina had a point. Nobody liked to see his fate in somebody else's hands, even a woman as confused as her. But it was Billy's party and George had learned long ago that it was not wise to interfere with his younger brother.
Regina slept during most of the ride home, sharing the back seat with Daniel. She awoke when they were almost home, feeling the boy's hand sliding up and down her thigh. They were satyrs, sex maniacs, a family of degenerates. But it was too late to deny that she loved them, that her life was bound up with them, that she had no intention of leaving.
"Come on Regina," Daniel whispered. "Just jerk me off. We'll be home soon and then I'll have to go to bed."
Regina felt her fingers reaching down, opening the boy's fly and then releasing his prick from the confines of his underwear. If James turned around or looked at them through the rearview mirror there would be hell to pay, but she just didn't care any longer. Daniel chuckled softly as the woman's fingers slowly aroused him to state of full erection.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Two nights later, Regina knocked at the door of Billy's bedroom shortly after eleven at night. It was the first time she had been in his room and she felt quite nervous, but something had happened that Billy had to be told about. Even if he got angry at her, she had to speak to him without delay.
Regina recited her story quickly and to the point. She had been shopping for clothing that afternoon and had met Mrs. Carrington, James Cokes' lady friend, in a department store. Knowing each other slightly, the two women had lunched together and Regina had been taken immediately into Mrs. Carrington's confidence.
The woman had turned out to be as confused by the Cokes family as Regina. She had intended to marry James but had since decided that she could not possibly live with his sons. She had made her mind up, she wanted out, and she needed a woman to talk to, a woman her own age who could give her advice.
"That's a good one," Billy laughed appreciatively, "her asking you about us. What the hell did you tell her?"
"Not much," Regina answered. "I think her mind was made up already and she just wanted confirmation. Anyway, I hardly said anything. She did all the talking."
Regina fell silent under Billy's piercing gaze. It was as if he were waiting for her to say something, make some sort of confession, but Regina could not utter a word. Her mind was in turmoil. She felt that things were working toward a conclusion so that she would not be in the dark any longer.
"All right, I'll say it if you won't," Billy interrupted her reverie. "He's rid of that bitch now. He needs a wife. Daniel needs a mother. You're here. Do I have to draw you a picture?"
"Oh my God," Regina answered. "Marry your father? How can you even suggest that? If he knew what I'd done here he'd fire me in a second. How can you expect him to propose to me?"
"Don't be stupid," Billy told her. "You don't have to tell him a fucking thing. It's not like you're some young girl he's marrying. I mean, you wouldn't tell him about your marriage, so why the hell say anything about me and George and Daniel?"
"But why should you think he even wants to marry me?" Regina protested. "He's never said anything about it. He hardly talks to me. You're wrong, Billy, absolutely wrong."
"He'll pop the question tomorrow night," Billy told her. "Tonight he sees Mrs. Carrington and she breaks up with him. Tomorrow he comes to his senses. You can bank on it."
A million questions raced through Regina's mind but she knew Billy would not be willing to answer them, or, worse, that his answers would not be what she wanted to hear. Suppose James did propose to her. Would she be able to give up her young lovers? Would they work out some sort of arrangement?
Regina started crying. Billy stood above her and he was enjoying the whole situation, not helping her at all. Yet, through it all, she never doubted that he was right, that she would receive James' proposal within forty-eight hours. Equally certain was that she would accept, just as Billy had instructed her.
"I know, you don't love him," Billy spoke soothingly, letting one palm rest on Regina's shoulder, close to the warm neck. "But lots of people get married who don't love each other. Besides, you don't know Dad too well yet. He's got a few surprises in him. He's not all that different from the rest of us."
"Is that supposed to be reassuring? My God, that's all I need, another sex maniac, and a middle-aged one at that."
"You could still leave," Billy suggested. "Don't you dare say that," Regina sputtered, clenching her fist unconsciously. "Not after what we've been through. Do you really think I could just walk out and forget everything?"
"Probably you could. Look at what you've forgotten already. Your husband, your morals, your silly ideals. Regina, cut the shit. Can't you see a good deal when it's in front of your eyes?"
Regina stood up and threw herself into Billy's arms. There was no point arguing with him. It was like arguing with herself, an endless cycle of clarification and mystification, willingness and apprehension. She might as well yield to her impulses, forget her convoluted situation and live for the moment. They had decided her fate for her in a way that conferred freedom upon her, a release from anxiety. It was best not to think at all.
Billy held Regina tightly, his fingers crumpling the material of her thin summer bathrobe. Regina's tits rubbed against his chest as she sobbed and soon their groins were touching as well. Billy felt his prick getting hard almost immediately. Regina was at her most attractive when she was upset and confused. Even her tears, which he hated, only served to fire his lust.
He led Regina to his bed. It was late and Billy wanted to sleep, but he had to take care of Regina, couldn't just send her to bed after dropping his bombshell. They sat down together and Billy kissed her, pressing his lips to hers, plunging his tongue deep into Regina's sweet, thin-lipped mouth.
It was easy enough to undress the woman, to slip the robe from her fleshy, dimpled shoulders. His own clothing came off almost as fast, and then they were naked together as they had been so many times before. As long as she came through it could go on like that for good, Billy thought determinedly.
Regina was still upset, unable to respond properly to her young lover's skilled caresses. In a moment, she found herself lying supine on the mattress, while Billy was squatting directly over her head. He put one leg on either side of her and then his body came down, bringing his stiff cock with it.
Following instructions, Regina squeezed her tits together, forming a tight channel for Billy's cock. The boy mounted her torso and then his prick was touching her, sliding easily over the satin skin between her tits. He was hard already and getting harder, smiling down at her in a way that could not be mistaken.
Regina could see only the tip of her lover's cock as it pointed up toward her chin at the end of each thrust. It was dark purple, as if strangulated, fat with blood, spongy but hard at its core. The shaft of Billy's prick was not visible to her but she could feel it rubbing against her tits, just as she could feel Billy's balls contracting against her abdomen.
He slid his body forward, forcing his prick closer to Regina's mouth. Her tongue protruded but she could not yet touch the burning spear even craning her neck forward. His balls were just under her tits now and his prick slid up and down her cleft. Soon, Regina knew, that hard prick would be thrusting in her mouth.
Billy tit-fucked her for another minute, grinning and enjoying himself. He had done his part and now it was in Regina's and James' hands. Sure of the results, he could relax now and enjoy Regina without worry. It was time to give her a taste of cock, soon to be followed by a mouthful of hot frothing come.
He pushed forward until the head of his prick rested against Regina's warm, thin lips. The woman opened her mouth obediently and the first inch slid in of its own accord. Regina pressed her lips around it and used the point of her tongue, running it up and down the thin come-slit that bisected Billy's glans.
Billy shifted into a kneeling posture, resting his ass on Regina's chest. Her tits were on either side of his pendulant balls as he thrust his prick forward. Regina was sucking him off already, showing every trick in her book. He had trained the woman well and she had been a gratifyingly adept pupil.
Regina let her eyes close halfway as she finally got the huge, hard prick into her mouth. Things were coming together for her again. Billy still wanted her and had as much as promised that they would continue their relationship in the future. There was nothing to worry about, nothing but giving the lad the best blowjob she could muster, the best he had ever had.
But Regina found it difficult to do much for Billy in the position he had chosen for her. Lying on her back, she was nothing but a receptacle for the boy, an unmoving hole for his prick to fill. After awhile, she enjoyed her situation, dug the feeling of total helplessness and complete surrender.
Billy humped her mouth slowly, drawing out each stroke of his prick for as long as he could. He pushed forward and made Regina swallow the entire rod. Her eyes crossed and it was hard for her to breathe, but Regina came through as usual, willing to do anything to turn her young lover on.
She changed the position of her lips, pursing them and then pressing them together. Her tongue doubled over before Billy's penile onslaught, varying the shape and tightness of her oral cavity. Billy was moving faster now but he still wasn't ready to come, not for a few minutes yet, she knew.
Billy's body shook, his weight supported on the palms he had placed on either side of Regina's shoulders. His hips drove forward and then in a corkscrew motion, reaming his prick around in Regina's mouth. He looked at his cock and saw that it was shiny with saliva, saliva that dripped down to his balls.
Billy pulled back suddenly, disengaging his prick from Regina's cleaving lips. He was too close to orgasm and didn't want his fun ending yet. He held his prick an inch from Regina's mouth and told her to lick it, to protrude her tongue as far as it would go and drag it along the full length of his aroused penile organ.
Regina tilted her head forward, perfectly happy to play Billy's game, especially when it allowed her to show more of her oral talents. Her tongue snaked out quickly, doubled over, and slid from the base to the crown of her lover's magic wand. She smiled as she felt him quivering with lust above her.
She could see his cock now, magnified and foreshortened, looking like a huge, fleshy tree. She traced each vein on its underside, pressing them down with her tongue until they disappeared into the tangle of Billy's pubic hair. A drop of come oozed out and she knew that victory would soon be hers.
Regina licked sedulously, attacking her lover's cock from different angles. She pressed her lips to its sides, curled her tongue around the thick shaft, nibbled on the bloated head with the points of her sharp, white teeth. Her free hand was on her lover's balls, squeezing them gently and rhythmically, as if she were trying to milk the come from his body.
In another minute, Billy wanted back into her clinging mouth. He lunged forward and Regina did not resist him, parting her lips just wide enough for the thick crown to pass in to her. She began to suck again immediately, knowing that she had Billy aroused, that she would soon have a mouthful of his come.
Billy moved his prick fast, shooting it in and out of Regina's mouth. Once he slipped away from her, but the pressure of her lips and sucked-in cheeks held him in place for the duration of the blowjob. His balls contracted and then Billy gave in, letting the come shoot out of his body.
"I'm coming, fuck it I'm coming," he gasped. "Shit, that feels so fucking good. AAAAA AAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHH, here it comes, Mama. I got it and you want it. Shit, I'm coming again. Suck it, Regina, suck my cock. That's it, baby, keep sucking it. AAAAAA AAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIII!!"
Regina felt the come cascading in her mouth, coating the surface of her lover's cock and then pouring out of her pursed lips. More and more of the thick saline fluids flooded into her, until she could feel it in her nose. She swallowed quickly, knowing a second eruption was about to begin.
This time, Billy produced a prodigious dollop of ejaculate, a steady, lumpy flow of smoky come. He pulled his prick away as soon as it had been drained and then watched Regina as she swallowed his essence, licking the corners of her lips, salivating anew, looking more desirable than ever.
Regina stuck her tongue out again, this time to clean the last drop of sperm from Billy's prick. The boy, supersensitive now, winced slightly as her tongue drew over his glans, but then it was all over. He dismounted slowly and carefully and then took Regina into his arms. She wasn't crying, but you could never tell with women, especially hysterical ones like Regina Barres.
"Was that good for you?" Regina asked, turning to face her lover. "I tried to give you the best blowjob ever."
"I came, didn't I?" Billy answered distractedly. "Yeah, it was good, but shit, Regina, you're always good, every fucking time. How can you be insecure about sex?"
That was a good one. Regina was too stunned to laugh or answer sarcastically. The sexual plaything of three unstable adolescent males, the hired servant of their schemed-against father, security was not the word she would have used to describe her situation. There was no point trying to explain that to Billy.
"And what happens after the wedding?" Regina persisted. "Do James and I go off for a honeymoon alone or are you coming along? What's going to happen to us, Billy, you and me."
"For once you got me," Billy answered quietly. "I honestly don't know and don't care to guess."
"Don't you care? Doesn't it mean anything to you?"
"Of course it does, idiot," Billy answered affectionately. "Maybe I'm not as much of a monster as you think. If Dad wants to keep you to himself I lose too, you know."
"Because I care about you," Billy answered grimly. "Sure we could have fun together for a while, but then Dad would move or get married again and you'd be that much older with nowhere to go and nobody to care about you. This way I'm taking a chance only for myself and trying to take care of your future."
Regina sat on the edge of the narrow bed, her mind working furiously. Every time she thought she understood things the situation would change. A new, confusing configuration would arise. There was no reason not to believe Billy's last statements but his concern for her was cold, calculating. And his readiness for self-sacrifice was frightening and inexplicable.
"Come on, let's make it again," Billy insisted. "You'll just drive yourself nuts thinking otherwise. Come on, Regina, I got something real nice for you."
So saying, Billy rolled away from Regina, lifting the front of his body from the bed. His prick was hard again, engorged with blood. The thick tube jerked slowly up and down, its tip almost touching Billy's midsection. He wanted her and Regina knew she wanted him, lusted for him as strongly as ever.
"You get on top this time," Billy ordered her. "Yeah, I'll just lie down and you climb on. We've never done it that way before. Maybe it'll make you feel like you're in charge."
Regina ignored her lover's sarcasm but otherwise followed his instructions to the letter. Billy lay flat on his back with his legs together and his arms folded behind his head. His cock stood straight up now, straining away from his body. All that remained was to climb on and fuck him. She hunkered down and then mounted Billy, carefully placing her ankles on either side of his slender torso. Arms spread apart for balance, she lowered herself slowly and cautiously until she could feel Billy's rod bending under her weight.
Reaching down, Regina took Billy's hot cock firmly in hand and bent it forward until she could feel the thick crown easing between her widely spread labia. She lowered her body further and felt the huge weapon sliding into her, slowly and strongly, not yielding or bending for a second.
Billy pushed his hips upward until the bolt was shot completely home. He felt Regina's buttocks pressing down onto his thighs and then his prick reached bottom, filling her totally. They held that position for a long moment until Billy decided that it was time to get the ball rolling.
Regina tightened her cunt around the probing prick that had filled it to capacity. The new position Billy had chosen allowed deeper penetration than she was accustomed to, and Billy's cock was entering her from a new angle. But the end result was the same. She was hot, throbbing inside, feeling and loving all seven inches of Billy's hot pulsating rod.
As Regina smiled down at her lover, Billy thrust his hips up again, a little harder, lifting Regina with him. His prick sank deep into her pussy, hurting Regina slightly but turning her on at the same time. She was used to the position now and ready to move with her passionate young lover. Regina lifted her body slowly, feeling her ass separate from Billy's thighs. His prick bent as it slid away from her but she was able to keep it inside by using her powerful vaginal sphincters. Billy had been right. It was a position that allowed her to control the course and pace of their lovemaking.
Regina felt her cunt getting wetter as she slid it up and down Billy's stiff cock. Using her thigh muscles, she raised and lowered her body gracefully so that Billy did not have to move at all. He too seemed to like the deep penetration and the way Regina was using her cunt on his swollen cock.
Regina felt herself sweating in the small bedroom but she knew that she would not become tired, not until that huge invading prick had brought her to orgasm. She squatted on Billy's body again and then twisted her torso, a motion that made her cunt tighter around Billy's stationary penis.
Billy ground with her, swiveling his narrow hips and occasionally pushing his weight into the mattress. His cock remained rooted in Regina's pussy, creating a tremendous amount of friction and pressure in that sweet moist channel. He would give Regina a good orgasm this time, one that would drive all worries from her mind, leave her too tired for anything but sleep.
He grabbed Regina's hips, digging his fingers into the soft resilient flesh and holding the woman in position. Then, showing surprising strength, he began to fuck the aroused woman, lifting her into the air with each upward stroke, hitting her womb again and again with the end of his long thick fucks tick.
His hands pulled and pushed at Regina's body and soon she felt like part of him, an extension of his hand. It was as if Billy were jerking himself off with her, holding her entire being in his tight grip and using her lush body as a receptacle for his lust, a moist sheath for his thrusting organ.
Regina moved with the boy willingly, feeling her own passion mount by slow degrees. Her ass slammed continuously down onto his groin and thighs and her tits danced enticingly before Billy's eyes. Regina could not meet her lover's gaze but she knew that she was pleasing Billy, keeping him happy in bed.
She bent her torso backward, changing the angle of penetration again. Being on top, she was able to guide Billy's prick into every hidden crevice of her hungry twat. She was full of him, impaled on his burning spear, but she was able to control the action almost as if she were masturbating.
Soon she was able to forget everything but the sensations of the moment. Whatever happened with James Cokes was going to transpire whether she wanted it or not. For now, she was with Billy, his hard cock bisecting her body, and that was all that counted, all she could possibly wish for or ask for.
The two lovers began to move together, separating their bodies until Billy's stiff prick was on the verge of escaping Regina's tightly clinging cunt and then crashing together again on a film of sweat and pussy juice. Regina felt her strength increasing, felt Billy moving closer to the point of release.
Billy reached up for her tits, tantalized by the hobbling, quivering globes. His hands closed tightly around them, squeezing the tender flesh until it had reddened. His calloused fingertips worked on Regina's tits but it was more for his pleasure than hers. Regina's tits were always a turn on, as hard and high and firm as the breasts of an adolescent girl.
Regina decided to try coming with her lover, sharing the orgasm that was slowly creeping up on her. She was a little ahead of Billy for the moment but the boy was getting hotter, especially when she would clamp down with her pussy walls. She needed to be close to Billy, needed to share her passion with the boy.
There was no need to say anything to Billy who had long since proved his ability to anticipate her needs and desires. The boy began to fuck her hard and fast, ramming his cock steadily upward. The speed of his penetration drove Regina wild with lust and numbed his prick for the necessary few moments.
Regina felt that she could come when she wanted to, the first time she had ever been able to combine will and lust. Billy's cock was pulsing and contracting nicely inside her, a sure sign that he was ready to fire his salvo. He was moving more slowly again, wanting to enjoy the last seconds of their fuck.
The two lovers moved with perfect synchronicity, their bodies heaving and twisting and quivering together. It seemed to Regina that their bodies had united completely, cunt and cock melding into a zone of untrammeled passion. She was coming now, suddenly screaming and grinding in the throes of lust.
Her cunt contracted just as Billy's spasms began and then pussy juice seeped slowly from her overloaded vulva, lubricating Billy's spurting cock. Then she could feel his come inside her shooting upward, reaching all the way to her womb. That set off another series of contractions. They were feeding each other's lust, driving each other to new heights of fulfillment.
"BILLY, COME WITH ME," Regina screamed, struggling to open her eyes. "Yes, darling, put it in me again, YES, YES, just like that. Fuck me, Billy, I'm coming again. FUCK ME HARDER, SHOVE IT INTO ME. Oh yes, yes, yes, yes, it's happening to me. Come inside me, Billy. AAAAA AAAAA AAAAA HHHHH HHHHH HHHHH HHHHH."
Regina focused her eyes on Billy and saw that the boy was panting with desire, squirming and struggling under her. As he came, he lifted her from the mattress again, almost threw her into the air. But Regina held on tightly, not letting an inch of hot, erupting cock escape her grip.
They came together, mingling their passion, filling the bedroom with the smells and sounds of sated lust. Regina felt herself calming again and then Billy's prick was softening inside her. Their pulses seemed to be beating together as they held their position, unwilling to admit that their fuck was over.
Another minute passed and Billy gently guided Regina away from his tired body. His chest heaved as he struggled for oxygen. Fucking Regina in a new position was like opening a Pandora's box. The woman's passion knew no limits and its intensity was sometimes frightening, even to her domineering young lover.
"I'm not going to see you tomorrow," Billy announced. "I want you to think things over so you won't be a nervous wreck with Dad. But remember, don't let me down."
"Yes, darling," Regina answered wearily. "You know I'll do whatever you want. But it still feels so strange. Stupid as it sounds, I wish you could be there with me."
"It would be interesting; I'll admit that," Billy said with a smile. "It's going to work out, Regina. You're stronger than you think you are. Don't worry yourself about this. Just be clear in your head and do what comes naturally."
Five minutes later, Regina found herself alone in her bedroom. Sleep was out of the question though she would have given anything for a few hours of unconscious release. As her thoughts drifted, Regina fantasized briefly about escaping the Cokes household, a path that was still open to her.
But she did not want to leave. Billy's brutal honesty was contagious, to the point where she was beginning to think as coldly and logically as he. Behind all her worries and doubts was the solid fact of her passionate desires. Nothing was going to separate her from Billy. He had given her something no other man had ever supplied and now she was hooked, a willing captive, addicted to the mind and body of her thirteen-year-old lover.
CHAPTER NINE
/ Two nights later Regina ate supper alone with her employer, James Cokes. Billy and Daniel had gone to spend a night with friends from school not to return until the following evening. Despite an initial feeling of abandonment, Regina found that she was happy to be on her own, away from her disturbing lovers.
James was different this night, just as Billy had predicted. Alone with Regina, he allowed his personality to emerge. A bottle of red wine with dinner loosened the man's tongue, revealing a sense of humor Regina had not noticed before. He was friendly, concerned, responsive and a perfect gentleman.
Regina cursed Billy silently for ruining the evening. Had he refused to give in to her curiosity she might have been able to relax and enjoy herself. But as things stood, she knew what James was after, could predict his every move. There was no suspense, no sense of mystery or chance.
Nonetheless, Regina found herself responding to James. It was good to be with an attractive man her own age, a man who enjoyed her company and conversation. It seemed impossible that a calm, phlegmatic man like James Cokes could have fathered a brood of demons like George, Billy and Daniel.
After dinner James invited Regina to join him for a drink in the living room. They sat together on the sofa for a full half hour listening to music before James was able to address the woman directly. For Regina, the tension was worse, and she listened eagerly as her prospective husband finally broke the silence.
"Regina, I hope you don't mind if I get personal," he began after clearing his throat ostentatiously. "I have to ask you about your plans for the future. I'm at a period of my life when I have to make important decisions, for the boys as well as myself."
"Yes, James," Regina answered softly, using his given name for the first time. "Fm sure you find it difficult raising them by yourself, getting along without your wife."
"That's it, exactly!" James interrupted eagerly and with gratitude. "This is difficult for me, Regina. We've always taken you for granted but I know that these last four months would have been hell without you. So, I want to make sure that you'll stay."
"I have no plans for leaving," Regina told him.
"No, that's not it," James answered, reddening slightly. "You see, I'm thinking of us in relation to each other. Frankly, I think we'd make a fine couple, a compatible married couple."
It was finally out. Regina turned away from James and put her drink on the edge of the coffee table with exaggerated care. James had blurted out his proposal and now she had to decide how to accept it. But it was impossible to tell him about her affairs with the boys of the house. The words died on her lips, smothered by fear, embarrassment and confusion.
We hardly know each other," she temporized. "Are you sure about your feelings toward me or are you just looking for a wife? You haven't even said you love me yet."
"I do, of course I do," James blustered. "It's just that I was too blind to see it. You fit in so perfectly here, with the boys and all, that I took you for granted. But I do love you, Regina, not like a star-struck adolescent but as a mature man."
Regina stared at James, trying to read a further meaning into his words. His smile was suddenly ambiguous, knowing, superior, reminding her of Billy's familiar leer. Yet he sounded sincere and he was looking at her in a pleasing and flattering way, making her feel desirable and womanly and important.
"I won't keep you hanging," Regina answered softly. "I need a husband and you're a good man. But it all seems so sudden and incomplete. Do you know what I mean?"
"Absolutely. We've never been alone before, never allowed ourselves to think of each other in romantic terms. My God, Regina, I've never even kissed you. You've always been so distant and self-contained I've been afraid to approach you."
"I'm not distant now," Regina answered, smiling sweetly. "And we are alone and I don't feel terribly invulnerable."
James leaned forward, still holding the remains of cocktail in his left hand. He placed his right on Regina's shoulder and then kissed her full on the mouth. Regina felt his bristly blond moustache and then his warm thick lips pressing against her mouth. Finally, his tongue slid briefly between her lips.
James' eyes were closed, giving Regina one last chance to size her fiance up before they made love. James was handsome, tall and sandy haired, well groomed and in good shape for a man of forty-five. His body was tense with desire, trembling in a way that could not fail to remind her of his three lusty sons.
"Come to my room," James told her. "I know it's sudden but we're too old to play games."
Regina nodded and followed him to the master bedroom. They kissed again, standing beside the bed, and this time James held her tightly in a long embrace, digging his fingers into her back as his tongue delved deep into her mouth. His hand rumbled uncertainly with the buttons on Regina's dress.
But Regina insisted on undressing herself, staring straight at her lover as she removed her garments. James disrobed more slowly, taking in the lush proportions of Regina's magnificent body and trying to get his nerves under control. The woman was more beautiful than he'd expected, full-bodied, with smooth young skin over the generous contours of her ripe form.
They sat together on the bed and kissed again. Regina wrapped her arms around James' body, hard and tense against her bosom. James was slender like his sons, a youthful man, a most promising lover. But she was still nervous, still thinking about Billy and Daniel. It was impossible to escape the boys, hopeless to try to drive them from her mind. With an effort of will, her embrace tightened, shocking James and causing him to tilt backward, bringing Regina to the mattress with him.
James' timidity seemed to evaporate as he approached Regina, climbing nimbly atop her supine form. She could feel his prick hot against her thighs as the man's head lowered to her breast. Then his lips were on her nipples, sucking at the luscious pink stars, finally eliciting a reaction from the distraught woman.
Regina pressed his cranium with both hands, parting her thighs further and contracting her stomach muscles. James went from one nipple to the other, slow and stately in his advances.
Evidently he was thinking more of her pleasure than his own, ignoring the raging hardon that throbbed against her.
Regina reached down and slid her hand between their bodies. James cock stretched out toward her fingers and then she was holding it, cradling seven inches of thick cock in her warm right hand. Her nipples were hard now, contracted into dimpled red globes, wet and shiny with her lover's saliva.
James' head moved lower and his tongue brushed lightly over Regina's midsection, darting for a second into her deep, shadowy navel. She could feel his moustache on the rim of her labia just as his cock was pulled from her hand. Then she could feel his tongue gliding into her moist fragrant pussy.
James directed his long tongue into Regina's vulva. The woman was too much, as passionate and responsive as a young girl yet calm and self-controlled like an experienced woman. There was something vulnerable about her now, something that cried out for a man's guidance and control. He had been a fool to ignore her so long and lucky he had not waited any longer.
Regina stiffened as her lover's tongue moved from labia to clitoris. She was aroused all right, hot to trot, as turned on as if she'd been with Billy or Daniel. She had worried about making it with an older man after four months of youthful passion, but it looked as if James would not let her down.
The tip of his tongue danced expertly over her clitty, assaulting the sensitive gland from different angles. His hands moved up and down her body, grasping Regina's tits, tickling her sides, gripping the fleshy protuberances of her ripe hips. And she was reacting now, was no longer inhibited or self-conscious.
"Fuck me, James, right now," she pleaded. "It feels good, yes it does, but stop for a minute. Ooooooooooohhhhhh, James, just stop for a minute. I want you to fuck me, please fuck me."
It was a request no sane man could have dreamt of denying. James plunged his tongue once more into Regina's box, taking some of her fragrant fluids away with him. He got up onto all fours and then loomed above her, his prick just a few inches from her recently lubricated twat. He looked strong, another domineering male, as passionate and irresistible as his sons.
Regina slid down the mattress, not stopping until her mouth was touching James' erect cock. She parted her lips and then sucked greedily at the thick sugar stick, trying to get it all into her hungry mouth. James was already purple with desire but she had to suck him off, at least for a moment.
James allowed her to blow him for slightly longer than that, relishing the feel of her soft lips and well-trained tongue. It would have been a pleasure to dump his load between those thin, elegant lips but there would be time for that later. Now he was longing to fuck the glamorous woman, sink his hard, spit-covered cock into the very center of her tempting box.
He wrenched his cock away by main force and then quickly mounted Regina, holding her tightly with his muscular thighs. He lowered his body slowly and gently, guiding his cock home with his right hand. With Regina's legs pressed together, entry was difficult and slow. Trying to overcome her nervousness, Regina felt like a young girl, virginally frightened and overawed.
When he hit bottom James held still, letting Regina get used to his presence deep inside her magnificent body. Then he rotated his hips slowly, hollowing her from within. Her cunt was moist and surprisingly tight, cleaving to his throbbing meat, making it difficult for James to control his rising passion.
His prick pulled halfway out of Regina's quim, only to be forced back hard. James began to hump the woman, throwing aside the subtleties and giving vent to his raging lust. Regina did not move with him at first, content to be turned on, knowing that he would not shoot his load early.
James held her by the hips, lifting Regina slightly and then caressing her exposed buttocks. His index finger brushed her asshole a few times and then slid wetly into the narrow orifice. Their bodies were covered with sweat, sliding into and away from each other, hot and sensitive with released passion.
Regina craned her neck upward so they could kiss again. James' tongue plunged deep into her mouth and his cock stopped moving for the moment. Regina let her arms and legs go limp onto the mattress as her tongue wrestled provocatively with James,. He had her number, was driving her crazy with desire, forcing her toward an orgasm before she was ready to come.
His cock, gnarled now with bulging veins, heavy with its load of come, pulled away from her until Regina thought she would lose it, only to come crashing back into her dripping fuck box. His balls slapped against her with every stroke and his pubic hair rubbed inescapably against her erect clitoris.
"JAMES, I'm going to come," Regina moaned. "Don't stop, please don't stop fucking me.
Mmmmmmmmmmmm, that's right, keep doing it like that, good and hard. AAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHH HHHHHH, yes, fuck me, keep fucking me. OOOOOO OOOOOO OOOOOO HHHHHH HHHHHH HHHHHH, James, fuck me. AAAAAAAAA EEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"
Regina closed her eyes as her orgasm began, feeling shock waves of lust rocking through her entire body. She felt her cunt contracting and then her lover's cock slid more easily into her tight vulva, strong and hard, caressing her sensitive membranes, forcing her to come again and again.
She gyrated frantically under her lover, wanting him to come with her, to lose his self-control as she had done. But James was not ready to shoot, not until he had savored his triumph to the fullest. Looking down at Regina, he was smiling again, eyeing her hobbling flesh with unconcealed desire. She was going to make one hell of a wife, a perfectly passionate bedmate.
Regina held on to her passion for as long as she could until it slipped imperceptibly away from her. Her cunt remained sensitive but was no longer contracting so violently. Her arms and legs relaxed and her full buttocks rested heavy on the mattress. She was a vessel again, the repository of a man's lust, waiting, wanting to feel his semen rocketing into her cunt.
James was now totally transformed, a frothing lunatic, ramming his cock into her cunt as if trying to nail Regina to the bed. It was painful at first but she soon accustomed herself to the deep, increasingly frantic strokes. Her cunt was wet and she had come. It was time to be concerned with James' impending climax.
His prick was like a blur as it reamed Regina's pussy, a hot, thick tube of steely lust. His strokes quickened but were more shallow, just the sensitive head of his prick sliding into her well-greased labia. Regina tensed herself for the explosion that could not be more than a few seconds away.
"AAAAAAAA AAAAAAAA RRRRRRRR RRRRRRRR GGGGGGGGGG HHHHHHHHHH. Regina, hold still," James shouted, his voice echoing in the large, sparsely furnished bedroom. "I'm coming, yes, I'm coming. I love you, Regina, I'm going to fill you with come. Right in your cunt, Regina. I'm coming, fuck it, I'm COMMMMMM IIIIIIINNNNNNN GGGGGG."
Regina lay still as three spurts of come washed into her pussy. She could feel the hot juices reach up to her womb and then spill out of her pussy, coating James' still palpitating rod. He was still now, all but his cock, a water cannon, laving and cleansing her pussy, filling it with rich, warm semen "We'll get married soon - next week," James told her, his voice resonant with male pride and self-satisfaction. "I'll take you to Dunston with me and we'll do it Saturday. Listen, we'll pretend that we're eloping, we won't take the boys along."
"That's a good idea," Regina hastened to agree. "Yes, James, let's get married then, the sooner the better."
"Only problem is I'll have to send you home alone two days later," James added regretfully. "We won't have a proper honeymoon at all. I'll have to go on the road again for three days and I can't have you along. That's all right, isn't it?"
"I don't know," Regina answered, trying to collect her thoughts. "I'll feel funny coming back as your wife but not with you. I'm sure the boys would resent it. Can't you take me along with you James? I won't be any bother."
"We'll do it my way," James answered. "And that's an end to it. Of all the ridiculous things to worry about"
"I'm sorry, James, I didn't mean to upset you," Regina added quickly. I'll go now if you want me to and we can talk more tomorrow morning. Really, I didn't mean to get you angry."
"You're not leaving yet," James answered, smirking openly. "The night's young and I'm not the kind of man to be satisfied with one fuck. You have a lot to learn about me."
Regina blushed as she followed James' eyes down to his groin. His cock was hard again, or still hard as far as Regina knew. She reached down and brushed its tip with her fingers, her touch as light and tentative as that of a young girl. James moved closer to her, knowing just what he wanted next.
Regina parted her lips, glad to be making love again, glad to forget her impossible situation for the moment. A horrible picture had come into her mind, a scene of return to Billy and Daniel, but now she could forget that, could drive it from her mind, could concentrate completely on James' throbbing hardon.
Her lips closed around the thick head of her fiance's rod, purple with blood, spongy and huge. James kept his hand on the nape of her neck but his touch was more gentle now. He was smiling again, breathing deeply and slowly as Regina put her lips and tongue to work, ready to earn a mouthful of hot come.
Regina bent her tongue and then slid it along the underside of her lover's stiff cock. She could taste her own secretions distinctly, a sharp, salty savor that made her salivate all the more freely. Her lips stayed tightly closed around the thick cylinder, arched gracefully around its considerable girth.
James lifted his hips and drove the last three inches of his cock into Regina's struggling throat. He watched with satisfaction as the woman fought to hold her position. She would do anything for a man and vistas of sexual pleasure and experimentation added to the stimulation provided by her tongue and lips.
He removed his hand from Regina's neck, allowing her to release the lower inches of his prick. Now her tongue was at work again, coating his rod with spit, caressing it from a thousand different angles, driving him wild with desire. There would not be a long interval between orgasms, not with a woman like Regina.
Her lips tightened again, and then he could feel her regular white teeth working cautiously on his cock. Regina's tongue flicked against him, darting into and away from his meat. Her eyes were almost crossed as she stared into the tangle of his pubic hair. Every ounce of her concentration was on the task at hand, giving him a perfect, draining, satiating blowjob.
Regina rimmed the head of her lover's prick with soft thin lips, hollowing her cheeks and pointing her tongue into the vertical come slit. Her hand clutched James' balls, heavy and full, pulsing with millions of swarming sperm cells. James was motionless beneath her now, letting her show her talents. He was judging her, forcing her to perform, but Regina knew that she could satisfy him now.
Regina felt the huge prick shoving its way into her mouth again, hard and merciless, moving in short, chopping strokes. Her lips whitened as the thrusting member pulled them inward and her jaw muscles were stiff from the effort of swallowing the thick cylinder. She had to make him come soon.
It was a contest between them, a chance for her to array her feminine sensuality to its fullest degree. Regina moved with her lover, swallowing seven inches with every stroke, splashing saliva on James' contracted balls. She could taste a drop of come now, could feel him getting ready to erupt.
Regina lessened the tension in her clinging lips as James began to move faster, fucking her mouth as freely as if it were a second cunt. Conquering her gag reflex, Regina held fast, able to weather whatever her lover dished out to her, waiting impatiently for her first taste of James Cokes' semen.
It came to her a moment later. James shoved his prick in one last time and then let it explode against her palate, sending a river of thick, frothing come down her waiting throat. Regina swallowed gratefully, letting the come roll around in her cheeks, drip over her stretched lips, trickle slowly down her throat.
James pulled away from her a moment later, staring with unconcealed satisfaction as Regina dutifully downed the last droplets of his discharge. He gathered her body against his thick torso and wrapped one long arm around her dimpled shoulders. He could afford to be affectionate now that his lust had been sated.
"Can I stay with you all night?" Regina whispered hopefully. "I won't say anything to annoy you, I swear I won't."
"Of course you can stay," James answered magnanimously. "We're almost married, aren't we? Besides, it's been a long time since you'd spent a whole night with a man, I imagine."
"Why did you say that? How did you know?"
"Cut it out, you look like you've seen a ghost," James answered curtly. "I know because you live here, because you've never asked for a night off, because I understand you. What on earth did you imagine I was thinking?"
"Nothing, nothing at all," Regina insisted, trying to keep panic and hysteria from her voice. "It's just that you hint at things, make it all so mysterious. Not just you but the whole family. Sometimes you seem to be reading my mind and then it's like I don't even exist for you."
"I understand you, Regina, we all do," James concluded, his voice knowing the opaque. "Don't think of yourself as an outsider. You're part of the family now and it's a close family. No, no more questions, darling. Close your eyes and sleep now."
Tired as she was Regina resisted, trying to put the pieces together in her mind. Did James know about her relationship with his sons or had she read that into his words? If he knew, what would he expect of her after they were married?
CHAPTER TEN
Regina saw little of Billy and Daniel during the next week. Busy with wedding preparations she managed to suppress her worries, aided by nightly visits from James. It seemed as if Billy was avoiding her but that was all for the best at a time when her nerves were shaky and her concentration elsewhere.
A week later, she returned alone to the Cokes household. The lights were on as a taxi delivered her from the airport, although it was quite late at night. All at once it was as if nothing had changed. She was returning to the same insane, inconclusive scene, returning to Billy and Daniel.
"Everything go all right?" Billy asked. "Dad'll probably call up later to see if you arrived safely."
"Yes, everything's fine," Regina answered in a tight, choked voice. "You got what you wanted, Billy. I really do love your father now, though I still feel uncomfortable with him."
"You mean about the rest of us," Billy interpreted. "Didn't I tell you not to worry about that? You should be happy, elated, a blushing bride and all that shit."
"What's going to happen to us?" Regina finally blurted, staring directly into Billy's cold blue eyes. "Have you thought about that, have you thought about me at all?"
"There's nothing to think about," Billy answered blithely. "You're here, permanently, and I still care about you. We can spend tonight together; tomorrow too, if you want. Nothing's changed, Regina, try to get that through your skull. You might as well just relax and try to enjoy yourself."
"But I can't, you know damned well it's impossible," Regina protested. "What are we going to tell your father? Am I supposed to sneak into your bedroom when I want you?''
"That's all up to Dad," Billy told her, sounding bored. "The question is, what do you want to do now. Think of yourself for once, decide what it is that you're after."
That, Regina knew, was a further impossibility. In a sense, she would always be an outsider in the Cokes household, a weak link, unable to match wills with a family of despots. But one thing remained clear in her mind; she still wanted Billy, lusted for him, was ready to climb back into his bed.
Regina followed Billy upstairs, trodding with heavy resignation. The suspense was not over yet and Billy was going to do nothing about it. She was now past the point of caring, though, willing to take Billy's advice and live for the moment.
They entered Billy's bedroom together and the boy wasted little time in seducing Regina again. He led her to his narrow bed and then took the voluptuous woman into his strong young arms, at the same time kissing her full on the mouth. His tongue went between Regina's lips and she could feel him hardening against her, his prick a bulging presence in the confines of his jeans.
They kissed and Billy ran his hands down to Regina's boobs, grabbing the succulent flesh and squeezing it strongly. He no longer seemed quite so cold and distant, and Regina realized in a flash that he had missed her, that he still wanted her badly, that he too was worried about his father's ultimate plans.
Billy climbed on top, moving his head down to get at Regina's plump, firm tits. His lips closed around one nipple and then his long tongue curled around the succulent flesh, sending shivers of anticipation through Regina's body. She could feel his prick again, fully erect as it pointed into her tender flesh.
Regina's eyes closed as she felt herself being turned on. She would never get over Billy, never be able to live in the same house with him unless their sexual relationship continued. Sick with worry as she was, the boy still had her hot and bothered, still knew how to turn her on effortlessly.
His teeth closed upon one ripe red nipple, distending its convoluted surface. She could feel the point of his tongue licking and sucking her sensitive flesh, could hear his breath rasping from the boy's nose. She reached down for Billy's prick but it was hidden from her, buried under his body. For now, there was nothing to do but wait for Billy to fuck her.
Billy let Regina's nipple escape his mouth a few moments later. His prick was burning after two weeks of sexual deprivation and it was now time to take out his frustrations on Regina's magnificent body. His head lifted and then his slender thighs went between Regina's legs and then the horny housekeeper could feel his prick moving slowly toward her hungry snatch.
Regina was wet already despite the fact that Billy had not touched her cunt. She felt the thick head of his cock slide between her labia and then he had entered her, forcing more of the tumid scepter into her vulva. In another second he had entered her completely, given Regina the entire seven inches.
He began to fuck her passionately right from the start, concerned at that point only with his own pleasure. Regina winced as the powerful strokes filled her pussy beyond capacity but got used to the deep penetration quite quickly, spreading her legs and tightening her arms around Billy's narrow shoulders.
Billy's balls slapped against her thighs and she could feel her tits being crushed again and again beneath his heaving chest. Now Billy's strokes were beginning to get to her, eliciting the passions and desires she had been hiding from herself, proving once more her need for the younger Cokes.
Regina moved with her young lover, sinking her ass into the soft mattress and then gyrating her hips, creating a tight whirlpool of lust deep inside her pussy. She knew that Billy would come before she did this time around but that didn't matter as long as they were together again.
Billy raised himself up from her body, supporting his weight on outstretched palms. His prick drove deeper into Regina's welcoming fuck hole, pinning her temporarily to the bed. She could feel him pulsating powerfully inside her body, could feel his passion soaring, almost ready to explode.
Her arms clung desperately around Billy's neck. It seemed like the boy's cock would slip away from her at the tail end of his impassioned strokes but the clinging action of her cunt and labia held him firmly in place. She too was aroused now, could feel her nipples burning, could feel her cunt getting wetter and her pussy walls contracting spasmodically.
Billy continued to fuck her at the same frenetic pace. He was covered with sweat now, his eyes narrowed with passion, his body pulsating against her. Regina moved with her young lover as well as she could but he was too fast and strong for her, forcing Regina to be passive for the duration of their fuck.
His cock was like a bar of superheated iron, crashing into her pussy again and again. He seemed as strong as his father but far more passionate, a young male animal in heat. Now he was holding Regina by the hips, forcing her to stay close to his body as he felt his orgasm approaching faster.
Regina knew that the end was almost in sight. No man could fuck that hard and hope to hold his orgasm back. Billy was humping her furiously, hurting her again, but he would not be able to keep it up for long. In just a few seconds she would feel his come shooting deep into her dripping snatch.
Billy pumped once more and then left his prick buried to the hilt in Regina's dripping wet vulva. He let out a twisted scream of lust as his passion was consummated and his voice echoed loudly in the small bedroom. His cock erupted violently, spilling three loads of hot frothing come into Regina's body. Regina relaxed as the boy's passion ran its course. She was excited but nowhere near ready to come herself. For the moment it was good enough to be reassured that Billy still found her desirable. Her cunt was sloshing with the boy's fluids and she could feel his balls making their final contractions.
Billy collapsed onto Regina's solid torso as his passion waned, his body hot and trembling against her. He kissed her a moment later, snaking a restless tongue into Regina's waiting mouth. Regina realized that it was the first time she had ever got the better of her young lover, the first time Billy had lost control in bed, almost like a normal man.
His prick shrank away from her and Regina could feel the boy's come leaking slowly from her pussy, trickling down her thighs and cooling against her flushed skin. A moment later, Billy had rolled away from her. Lying on his back, he stared at the ceiling, not saying a word to his mistress.
Regina did not try to interrupt his thoughts. Her body was still aroused but she was willing to wait. She moved close to Billy, so that their arms and legs touched, and then closed her eyes and tried to catch her breath. She was feeling better now, was able to keep her mind blank for the moment.
But Regina's moment of respite proved short-lived. Her eyes opened as she heard footsteps approaching the bedroom and for a moment she yielded to paranoia, thinking that James had returned home early. But her fears were soon partially allayed. The footsteps were light and irregular and a moment later she saw Daniel, standing sleepily in the open doorway.
"Danny, what are you doing awake?" Billy asked suddenly. "Don't just stand there like a dummy. Come in and say hello to Regina; she's just back from her honeymoon with Dad."
"Nice to see you, Regina," Danny directed his words to the naked woman. His voice was soft but less scratchy than usual. Dressed only in pajama bottoms, he looked frail and delicate.
"Yes, come in," Regina repeated, knowing that she wanted the boy again. She had missed Daniel but had forgot him in the midst of Billy's passion and her own sexual arousal.
Daniel entered the room slowly and then sat down on the edge of an already crowded bed. He bent over and kissed Regina affectionately on the cheek, at the same time staring deep into her eyes. He seemed confused and not entirely awake yet but Regina knew that he would come to life soon.
A moment later he reached down to caress Regina's tits, sliding his body between her and Billy. His loose pajamas began to slip off the boy's slender body and then Regina knew that they would make love again. For a moment she could not remember if she had ever really fucked Daniel before, but then it didn't matter. Her mind was on the present and unconcerned with the past.
They kissed again, this time with their bodies pressed close together. Regina felt the boy's prick stiffening next to her thighs, just as his tongue slid between her lips. Billy was standing up beside them, abandoning the field to his baby brother, willing to sit things out for a while.
As he kissed Regina, Daniel reached for the woman's tits, covering both soft globes in his thin, long-fingered hands. He worked carefully on Regina's nipples, stroking and caressing the easily aroused flesh until it had turned hard and dark and puckered under his insistent manipulations.
And then he was lying on top of her and burying his head in her breasts, moving his hands down along Regina's soft, curvaceous torso. He sucked each nipple into his hungry mouth, covering them with a film of warm saliva. His prick was throbbing now, waiting for insertion into the women's voluptuous body.
Regina reached down for the sugar stick, touching it after Daniel was in a state of full erection. His fingers locked around the thick shaft and then began to slide up and down, pulling the loose skin of the collar back and forth over the spongy glans. She wanted Daniel, wanted him badly, not knowing if they would ever have another chance to make it together.
She gripped the boy's rod tightly and began to move it towards her waiting pussy. She couldn't hurry Daniel or be rough with him, but he seemed healthier than usual that night, ready to fuck her without delay. She could feel the head of his prick on her labia now. Another minute and he would be inside her.
Billy remained silent as he watched his brother make love to the woman he had just fucked. A smile animated his vulpine features but his body did not relax. His cock, recently emptied into Regina's box, began to lift from his body, stiffening and filling slowly with blood and come.
For the moment, he was content to watch, knowing that he would get in on the action sooner or later. It was good to see Daniel in the throes of passion again. The boy's health had improved noticeably since Regina had come to their house and fucking the woman was likely to do him a world of good.
Regina guided the boy's prick into her pussy, still kissing Daniel, still keeping her eyes closed. Thoughts of her husband passed occasionally through her mind but she was content now, oblivious to all but her passion. Then Daniel was inside her, his prick as hot and hard as that of his older brothers.
He entered Regina in a single stroke, giving her a full six inches of cock. Their bodies met and stayed together for a long moment, lubricated by Regina's sweat and pussy juice. Daniel was breathing rapidly and his body trembled, but his prick was hard and steady as he thrust it into Regina's quim.
He pulled his hips upward and then drove them down again, shooting his prick deeper into Regina's waiting body. She closed her arms around the boy's narrow back and then crossed her legs behind his ass. They were locked together in lust now and she knew that she would come soon. Already her cunt was contracting around and moistening Daniel's huge thick rod.
Regina moved with her lover right from the onset, digging her ass into the soft mattress and grinding her hips slowly and provocatively. She sucked Daniel's cock into the depths of her vulva and then began to breathe heavily. It seemed impossible but she was going to come in a few seconds.
Daniel fucked her slowly and affectionately, letting his passion build gradually. He could feel Regina contracting around him, could feel her sweating more heavily, could hear his brother chuckling as he watched them fuck. He was not going to come for a while yet but it was good to know he could satisfy Regina, bring her to orgasm with his thick thrusting cock.
And then Regina began her orgasm. Her legs tightened around Daniel's body so that his prick remained rooted in her pussy and then her tits rubbed hard against his slender torso. She could feel her contractions beginning but then she was overcome with lust, was screaming her passion into the night.
"I'm coming, yes, I'm coming, OOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH shit, keep fucking me," she gasped. "Yes, sock it to me, shove that big thing into my cunt. AAAAAAAA AAAAAAA HHHHHHHH HHHHHHHH, yes, that feels so good. Fuck me, Danny, make me come, yes, yes, fuck me harder. I'm COMMMM MMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGG G G G GGGGGG."
Her hips churned frantically as Regina found release, almost dislodging Daniel's prick from the whirlpool of her rapidly contracting cunt. Come juice leaked out of her, soaking her lover's cock and balls and then dripping onto the mattress beneath them as her passion finally began to abate.
Regina stopped moving a moment later, relaxing and trying to catch her breath as Daniel began to fuck her again. The boy's prick slid into her pussy on a film of come, reaching bottom at the end of each stroke. Daniel seemed tired but still aroused, almost ready for his own impending climax.
Before that could happen, Billy decided to vary the routine. His prick was hard again, standing straight out before his body and bobbing rhythmically up and down. Regina was absolutely irresistible now, a woman who had to be rucked, and there was no reason why he and his brother could not do it together.
He got into bed with the lusting couple and then signaled for his brother to shift position. Daniel rolled back onto his side, taking Regina with him and not letting his prick recede an inch from her clinging pussy. Now they were lying on their sides with Billy getting carefully into position behind them.
Regina felt his warm fingers caressing her back and buttocks, passing over her smooth white skin and arousing her all the more. She knew in an instant that she would have to service both lusty lads simultaneously, knew that soon there would be two stiff cocks slamming in and out of her aroused body.
Billy's index finger slid into her asshole, probing the narrow orifice gently and carefully. The tiny hole was dripping with the overflow from Regina's pussy and Billy's finger moved in easily. He kept that up for a few moments and then decided to replace finger with tongue. Regina's gaping asshole was impossible to resist, warm and tight and fragrant.
Billy's tongue played around the opening of her asshole, darting and probing incessantly in that sweet love chute. Regina felt herself getting wetter and then she had been evacuated again. She could feel Billy moving behind her, pressing his body against her back, guiding his prick into position.
And then he was cornholing her, forcing the head of his stiff prick into the narrow opening of her anus. Already filled with cock, Regina did her best to relax, loosening her muscles and keeping her mind blank. This time she was ready for Billy's anal assault, ready to service his full seven inches.
He entered her slowly and lovingly, not wanting to disturb Daniel in the midst of his passion. His prick moved in an inch at a time, widening the opening of Regina's anal canal and bending slightly in the process. He was almost there, only the root of his thick cock remaining outside her gorgeous body.
He lunged forward and completed penetration. Regina groaned with confused passion as she felt the two cocks invading her body. Only the thinnest layer of flesh separated cunt and asshole and the two cocks melted together in her mind. She wondered if the two boys could feel each other inside her body.
She kissed Daniel and then felt Billy's hands reaching around her body to get at her tits. It was impossible for her to keep things straight at that point, or to differentiate between the two boys. Her mind was blank but her body was functioning magnificently, moving closer and closer to a climax.
Both boys stroked and caressed her entire body, touching her ass and tits and thighs, warming Regina as they fucked her. She knew that she would come soon, that her passion could no longer be held in check. She felt her body stiffening and knew that once again Billy and Daniel had brought her fulfillment.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARDER," she screamed, twisting and gyrating her body frantically. "Yes, both of you, I want you, I need you. OOOOOOOO OOOOOOO HHHHHHHH HHHHHHH, shit, that feels so fucking good, yes, yes. Billy, Daniel, keep fucking me. AAAAAAAA RRRRRRRR GGGGGGGG HHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Four spasms of lust shook Regina's body, until she felt she would pass out from a surfeit of passion. She felt her cunt and asshole contracting simultaneously, holding both cocks deep in her hungry body. She could smell her own secretions, could feel the come oozing out of her pussy and coating the slender bodies of both her virile young lovers.
Her passion abated quickly and then Regina relaxed, not moving at all as the two boys continued to slide their cocks into her cunt and bunghole. Billy was moving faster now, unable to resist her tight slick asshole. His cock was getting thicker by the minute and she knew he would come soon.
Her asshole was painfully full now but she knew that it would not last much longer. Billy humped her furiously and then answered her orgasm with a powerful explosion of his own. His prick contracted and expanded inside her and then his come poured into Regina's asshole, soaking her inner anal membranes.
As Billy came, she could hear the telephone ringing, a ridiculous irrelevant interruption that caused her to laugh. But then Billy pulled out of her just as his climax was ending, spattering the last drops of his come against the soft flesh of her lovely buttocks. Before she could protest he was out of bed and on his feet, heading for the still-ringing telephone.
Daniel rolled back on top of her at that point, glad to have the woman to himself for a while. His prick burned deep in Regina's overloaded pussy and she moved with him. At the same time, Regina tried to hear what Billy was saying on the phone, sure that James Cokes was on the other end of the line.
But it was impossible for her to hear anything but Daniel's rapid breathing. The boys' prick was filling her to perfection and she had to help him come. He was exerting himself dangerously but it would all be over soon. As fast as his prick was slamming into her body, he had to give up his semen soon.
The boy pumped a few more times and then fired his wad, squirting his juices into Regina's tight pussy with all the force of a water cannon. She felt the ripe fluids sloshing around inside her pussy and then slowly leaking out, bathing both lovers with a frothing load of hot white semen.
By the time Daniel was finished with her, Billy had joined them on the bed. They lay together for ten minutes, each catching his breath and trying to sort out his thoughts. Regina stared at Billy, her eyes full of questions. She knew from his smile that Billy had been talking to his father, her husband.
"Yeah, it was Dad," Billy told her. "I told him you got home okay. He'll be away for another week but he said he'd call again tomorrow morning to talk to you."
"But you should have let me come to the phone," Regina insisted. "My God, he must have wondered what was the matter with me for not talking to him. What did you tell him?"
"The truth," Billy answered, as if surprised by her question. "I told him that you were busy with Daniel and tired from the plane ride and couldn't talk to him now."
And then Regina knew. Billy's smile was unambiguous, honest, open, telling her everything. Of course James knew that she had been fucking his three sons. He had known it all along, and it was now clear that he did not object. All her worries had been superfluous, as Billy had insisted all along.
And now, for the first time in months, she was able to rest peacefully, to lie back on Billy's mattress and contemplate the future without fear. A new life was opening up to her, an existence full of passion and joy and fulfillment. Her eyes closed and Regina drifted slowly off to sleep, still feeling the stroking, caressing hands of her two youngest lovers gliding over the blushing skin of her beautiful satiated body.
