"You're a very handsome young boy," she said, combing her fingers through his long thick blonde hair. "You don't have to stay, you know. I'm not forcing you. I can drive you back down the hill and no one will know you were here."
He looked down at his feet and said nothing.
She smiled. "Do you think I'm pretty?"
The boy looked up, his face brightening. "Oh yes!" he gushed.
"Is your cock hard for me?"
He nodded bashfully, cheeks burning.
That conversation ran through Anne's mind as if it had happened yesterday, when in fact it was last summer. Early June.
She looked with longing across the lake.
Another busload of boys was winding its way up the opposite hillside toward the camp which overlooked the clear blue water. The camp would be opening officially tomorrow. By early this evening all the boys will have arrived.
But Anne's thoughts were centered on one boy in particular. Bobby. He would be fifteen now. She wondered if he would look different. Would he still be lean and skinny, slightly small for his age? Will his hair still be the color of straw drying in the sun? Will he even remember me?
Anne had been returning to her home (which was lit le more than a cabin her late husband had built just before he died and where she had been living as a virtual recluse since his untimely death), her station wagon crammed full of groceries, when she spotted the blonde-haired youth on the side of the road up ahead of her.
He had spun around when he heard her car approaching and his thumb jerked out. He needed a ride. Anne's hands had started to tremble when she was close enough to catch a good glimpse of him.
He was the cutest thing she had ever seen! He had the face of an angel. An absolute angel! He was wearing a tight pair of faded cut-offs and a baggy
T-shirt. His legs and arms were pale.
She stopped the car just ahead of him, dust rising in a cloud behind her. He ran gratefully toward her. When she saw up close just how cute he was her heart nearly stopped.
"Would you please give me a lift to the camp, ma'am? I'd really appreciate it." He was slightly out of breath, and his voice was soft. Anne felt the wetness seeping down from between her thighs, wetting her panties.
Her mind raced. "Would you mind, first, helping me with the packages in back?" she said, nodding over her shoulder to the numerous bags of groceries. "I live just up the hill there, but I can drive you over to the camp when we've emptied the car."
The boy frowned. "Okay," he said slowly. Then he smiled, showing even white teeth. "Not too many cars came up here. I guess I'm lucky you drove by."
After he had walked around to the passenger side of the car and sat down be de her she said, "It must be your first year at the c amp. It gets pretty deserted this side of the lake. What are you doing so far from camp anyway?"
She put the car into drive and he said, "I was exploring. Everyone hasn't arrived yet so the place is a little disorganized I thought I'd look around by myself."
Anne nodded. Out of the corner of her eye, she looked the boy up and down. The tingling in her cunt intensified, making her jittery.
It's happening again, she thought.
Even when she was happily married she eyed the young boys. Boys barely into their teens. She had fucked the newsboy who delivered their daily paper and they continued their clandestine affair right until the boy's parents were forced to move because his father had been given a new post on the Coast. She remembered how the boy had cried.
There had been other young boys. Both before her marriage and during it. Her husband never suspected. Anne had been very lucky, because she had taken chances on occasion.
Now that all-consuming craving was taking hold of her again, She hadn't had sex for months. Since her husband's death. She now lived alone, financially secure because of what her late husband had left her in his will. She didn't mind the loneliness; she was free lance writer and enjoyed the solitary occupation of writing.
But that feeling was enveloping her. The young boy was irresistible. She wanted to stop the c: r and rip his clothes off. She eyes his crotch hungrily and was excited to see a noticeable bulge there. She couldn't tell from quick sidelong glances if the bulge was his cock (if it was, he was hung like a horse!) or a lump of denim. His cut-offs were so tight, accentuating the slimness of his ass, it had to be the bulge of his cock!
"What's your name?" she asked
"Bobby."
"Mine is Anne."
He smiled at her and she noticed his eyes landed briefly on her tits. Her breasts were quite large. like watermelons, her husband had once remarked jokingly one night while they were fucking. She wasn't wearing a bra under her blouse and she could feel her nipples, pointed and aroused, pressing against the fabric.
She could see the boy was finding it difficult taking his eyes from them.
I'll have to be very careful with this one. He's so young. And a little shy I can see. I don't want to blow it. Stay calm, Anne. Calm and collected. He'll be yours soon enough....
She stopped the car in front of the cabin and they got out.
"Hey, it's really nice up here," he remarked looking around. "You have a good view of the camp from here too. Gee, I didn't think the lake was that big."
He helped her with the groceries. "You must eat a lot," he said, then he looked embarrassed. "I'm-I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way. You're not fat or anything like that."
Anne grinned. "No offense taken. I'm lazy. I don't like to go down to town that often."
"You live here alone?" he asked, placing a bag on the kitchen table. The interior of the cabin was tastefully wood paneled. There was a minimum of furniture.
Anne nodded. She quickly glanced at his crotch. My God! she thought. It IS his cock. I can see the shape of his prick and balls. He's enormous! Her knees suddenly felt like rubber.
"My husband build this before he died," she managed to say.
"I like it."
"Thank you."
When he had brought the last package into the kitchen, she had a tall glass of soda waiting for him.
He drank most of it down in several thirsty gulps. She saw sweat glistening on his pale face. He had the smooth complexion of a young girl.
I'll go crazy if I don't have him!
"Well, is it okay if you drive me to the camp now?" he asked, handing her the empty glass.
"Why don't we sit down for a minute. Tell me about yourself."
The boy shrugged. "Uh, there's not much to tell, I guess."
"Well, sit down for a minute anyway. You're all hot and sweaty. I wouldn't want you catching cold. Summer colds are the worst. They hang on forever."
"Okay, but just for a couple of minutes. Okay?"
Anne nodded agreeably, wondering how she was going to keep him longer. Not only keep him, but seduce him! The burning desire in her pussy simply couldn't be ignored any longer!
She sat beside him on the living room couch.
It was as if he could sense something wasn't quite right. He started to fidget nervously. Anne unbuttoned the two upper buttons of her blouse. The boy watched her out of the corner of his eye. He gulped nervously.
"Maybe I should be going now," he said, starting to rise, but Anne placed her hand on his thigh and he sat back down. She kept her hand there and he looked down at it, blushing.
She started to caress his thigh. He didn't know what to do. He knew something was definitely wrong now and he wanted to run right out the door and back down the hill-the heck with the ride!-but he couldn't move.
She pressed her fingertips underneath the hem of his cut-offs until she felt the leg opening of his briefs.
"You're a little nervous. There's no need to be." Her voice was soft as silk. It mesmerized the young boy.
She leaned closer and the boy could see down the opening of her blouse. Her tits were so big! He felt his cock stirring. He tried to think of something else. He didn't want the woman to see his prick turning stiff. He broke out in a cold sweat.
"Unbutton my blouse."
He didn't think he heard her correctly.
She repeated her request. His heart started to pound so hard he couldn't talk, She took his hand and placed it on her tit, forcing his fingers to cup her large globe.
"Jeez!" he gasped under his breath.
"You like my breasts, don't you?" she asked, her voice soft and seductive. "I saw you staring at them in the car."
"I-I wasn't staring ... I-"
"It's all right. Don't be so jumpy. I won't hurt you. Go on, unbutton my blouse. That's a good boy..."
As if his fingers were being controlled by someone else, he fumbled with her buttons until her blouse opened, revealing her melon-shaped tits. His eyes nearly popped out of his head.
She took his hand, which had fallen limp on his lap, and placed it on her boobs.
"Oh God," he breathed, feeling as if he was going to pass out.
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Yes ... yes!"
"You're a dear young boy."
His fingers trembled as they brushed gingerly over her tit orbs. He felt her nipples hardening under his touch. He felt his cock hardening inside his shorts. Anne placed her hand on his crotch and gave it a slight squeeze.
Bobby moaned, squirming on the couch. She cupped his balls and felt their plumpness. She stroked the hard outline of his tumescence and felt its thickness. Anne's blood boiled.
As she continued to stroke his member, he fondled her tits, eyes half closed. That was when she asked him if he was a virgin.
The memory of all that happened that eventful afternoon was deeply embedded in Anne's memory. She sat on the porch, feeling the sudden need to masturbate, wishing she had Bobby with her now. Her mind drifted back....
"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked the startled young boy.
"I've never ... I don't ... I mean..."
She pulled off his T-shirt. He raised his arms obediently and the T-shirt was tossed to the floor in front of them. She ran her hands over his thin chest, feeling his boyish young teats harden to arrow tips between her caressing fingers.
"Kiss me," she whispered.
He felt as if he were sinking into something he couldn't pull himself out of. like quicksand. Or a whirlpool. He was still frightened. This was new territory for him. He had never seen a woman naked before. He was still startled to realize this strange, beautiful young woman was interested in him, a young boy! It was all happening too quickly.
She pressed her lips against his and he felt her tongue slipping into his mouth. He whimpered like a frightened animal.
But there was no denying the feeling he was experiencing. She was arousing him. He knew if she kept feeling his cock like she was doing, he would shoot his load. He was feeling the same sensations he felt just before he came while masturbating. Bobby had only started jerking off recently, but the pleasure was incredible and total. He often jerked his meat several times in succession, savoring his climax each time his prick shot out its pearly white drops of cum.
But now his cock felt so hard, so big, it was as if it was about to explode! Feeling Anne's hot wet tongue didn't help matters, either. It just made him want to cum more quickly.
Just before he was about to pop his load, she took her hand away and he felt the tingling, slightly burning sensation of cum oozing back down his erect cockshaft. She forced his lips on her nipple and he sucked on it like an infant.
His nervousness was gradually diminishing. He was beginning to like this.
Anne unsnapped his cut-offs and unzipped his fly. She looked down and gasped. His peter head was peering out of the elastic waistband of his white briefs. It was mushroom-shaped and swollen beyond belief!
His prick must be over seven inches long! she thought, thrilling to the sight of his partially exposed pecker.
She slipped her hand into his briefs and his stomach muscles tightened. He groaned and closed his eyes, his lips clamped over her pointed nipple, as she ran her fingers through his sparse pubic hairs, then down to his balls to cup and squeeze them.
Then she got on her knees on the floor in front of him and pulled down his shorts. He lifted his ass up and was soon completely naked but for his sneakers. She unlaced them and took them off.
"Beautiful!" she gasped, as she took hold of his large penis and began stroking it. The boy felt a renewed surge of excitement, not only because Anne was caressing his hard, sensitive member, but because he was naked in front of her and she obviously thought his cock was very special.
"A grown man would be proud to have a cock half this size," she said in a tone of complete awe.
"Really?" he croaked, her fingertips brushing against his glans.
"Bobby ... it's enormous! I can't wait to feel it inside my pussy...."
"Can I see it."
"My pussy."
"Yes!"
Smiling, she stood up and pulled down her jeans and panties. Her bush was full and dark, the wiry hairs glistening with her juices. The boy reached out and touched her. She spread her legs and he felt her wet cunt lips, puffy and full.
"Wouldn't you like to feel your cock inside me?" she asked, her voice hoarse with emotion.
"Yes," he gulped.
She got back down on her knees and said, "But you're too excited yet. You'll cum too quickly. And besides..." Her mouth started to water. "It's been a long time since I've tasted a young boy's cock...."
"You're-you're going to put it in your mouth?" He was obviously startled by the thought of her placing his hard peter between her lips. Startled, but excited.
"Haven't you ever heard of a girl giving a boy a blow job?" she asked, feeling giddy with lust. "Uh, no..."
"You have a lot to learn. And I'm just the one to teach you...." With that said she clamped her lips over his dome-shaped cock head and her tongue drilled into his gaping piss slit. She tasted his warm watery pre-cum.
"Jeez!" he exclaimed, eyes wide as saucers.
She licked the length of his shaft, reveling in the boyish, musky taste. She could feel his blood-gorged cock veins pulsating against her wet tongue. Bobby leaned back and moaned loudly.
With one hand she fondled his hairless globes, with the other she fingered silky smooth pubic hairs. His bush was small, the hairs golden and curly. And soft. So very soft!
"Ohhh wow!" he sighed, eyes half closed, a smile playing on his flushed face.
"like this?" she asked, her tongue flicking against his balls.
"Yes! I never thought a woman would want to lick my cock!"
"I bet there are a lot of things you don't know about."
"And-and ... you'll teach me?" he stammered.
"You want me to?"
"Yes!"
She smiled. "We'll take it one step at a time, sweetheart."
He made himself comfortable on the couch, his ass wriggling slightly as she played with his balls and went down on him. But he was so big, so incredibly thick, Anne at first wasn't able to suck all of his member.
It took her a while before her lips were kissing his pubes. She had to keep from gagging as she breathed solely through her nostrils, a fixed look of concentration on her face.
"I can feel it," he gasped. "It's-it's starting!"
Her head bobbed up and down. Faster and faster, saliva oozing out of the corners of her mouth.
He started to hump into her mouth, unable to keep still.
"Ohhh God!" he yelped.
She clamped her lips like suction cups over his raging tumescence, her tongue dancing all over his shaft. She squeezed his balls until he winced.
Then he cried out, throwing his head back and her mouth filled with his sizzling hot jism.
"Ohhh jeez," he sighed, moaning in pleasure. His cock jerked in her mouth, spewing wad after thick wad of creamy boy cum.
He shot so much spunk into her mouth, it started to ooze out over her lips. But she swallowed as much as she could, reveling in its delicious taste. She ran her hand up and down his belly, running her fingers through his pubic hairs, pulling them up, feeling her own excitement mounting as if she were the one ciimaxing.
Bobby never felt such keen pleasure before. It was burning hot. It enveloped him completely. His cock felt as if it were splitting in two!
He cried out Anne's name, and his voice was as high as a little girl's. He bounced on the couch, his cock pressing against the roof of her mouth. She kept sucking, swallowing great globs of his cream.
"Ohhh shit!" he bellowed. He couldn't believe the intense pleasure he was experiencing. It felt as if his flesh was melting right off his bones! It was pure ecstasy!
Finally, when she had milked him completely dry of cum, she reluctantly let his cock fall out of her mouth and slap against his belly, where it continued to jerk spasmodically.
She ran her tongue over sperm-slicked lips and felt more at peace with herself and the world than she had in a long time
He looked at her in amazement.
"Did it taste good?" he asked.
She smiled at the expression of distaste on his cute young face.
"Believe me, it was absolutely delicious."
"Really?" He didn't quite believe her. "Yes! Really."
"Wow..."
"Feel good."
"You bet!"
"Would you like to taste my pussy."
"Will it taste good, too?"
"You'll have to find that out for yourself." She stood up and extended her hand. He took it and stood. "Let's go into the bedroom," she suggested. "We'll be more comfortable there."
He let himself be led into the adjoining room. She pulled back the covers and lay on the bed. He lay beside her, not sure what to do next. She spread her legs and he looked into the gaping wet redolence of her cunt.
"What's that little thing inside your ... pussy?"
"That's my clitoris. It's like the head of your penis. It's very sensitive."
"Can I touch it?"
"Please do!"
He gingerly inserted his middle finger into her cunt, feeling her cuntal muscles and membranes wrapping around his digit and pulling it inward. He giggled.
"Feels funny," he remarked.
Anne moaned, feeling his finger touching her sensitive clit button.
"Yes, that's it," she whispered hoarsely. "Rub it with the tip of your finger. Just like that ... perfect! Ohhh God, that does feel good!"
He liked the reaction his finger probing was getting. He glided his finger in and out of her vagina until it became thoroughly wet with her juices.
"Am I doing okay?" he asked, his cock starting to thicken again. He felt her fingers idly stroking his balls. It looked as if she had gone to sleep.
"Beautiful," she groaned. "You're doing just fine. God, I almost forgot how good a boy's finger could feel. And it's your first time, too...."
He caressed her clit until she started to writhe. She panted, opening and closing her legs. Feeling suddenly totally in command of the situation, he fingered her clit harder, exploring more of her snatch until all his fingers were saturated with her flowing cream.
It was then that Anne's body really started to move. Suddenly she couldn't keep still. It was as if she was plugged into a wall socket and a current of electricity was being shot into her.
"Ohhh, Bobby, yes, yes!" she cried, the bed springs squealing as she writhed ecstatically.
Bobby couldn't help grinning widely. He started to fist his peter, but Anne took his hand away and replaced it with her own.
"With your tongue now," she said. "Your tongue, baby!"
He was getting just as excited as she was. A sudden sense of power overtook him. It was as if this woman was putty in his hands. like a marionette and he was holding all the strings. He loved it!
He lowered his head and gingerly pressed his tongue against her puffy cunt lips. She groaned with pleasure and he became more bold, feeling her gliding fingers on his staff, moving quickly up and down, up and down, up and down.
He pressed his lips against her moist hairs and felt her pubes tickling the tip of his nose. His chin was soon dripping her ooze.
And she tasted delicious! Sweet and sour at the same time. An incredibly complex mixture which he couldn't get enough of. He licked and sucked her out, his tongue whipping her clit to a frenzy.
Anne went wild. She climaxed, screaming in ecstasy, her entire body exploding in intense pleasure.
"GOD OH GOD OH GOD!" she cried.
His mouth was coated with her cream. He couldn't stop licking her. She felt his tongue tip running against her cuntal walls, licking her dry, then pounding against her nubbin of desire until she was climbing the walls.
"It's so fucking good!" she cried, wanting to tear her hair out in fistfuls.
"Ohhh," the boy murmured, jerking forward as his prick exploded in Anne's fist.
She pounded his meat in the hollow of her fist and he shot his second load all over her. Jism oozed down over her tits and chest and thighs. It dotted her pubic bush, and Bobby inadvertently licked some off while he was eating her out.
They both went wild, their bodies jerking, pressing, making sucking noises because they were both drenched in sweat.
She tugged his meat until he was dry and he collapsed on top of her, panting for breath.
She had climaxed twice, in rapid succession; it was good to bath in the warm afterglow of a good orgasm. It had been so long. Her own fingers were a poor substitute for a boy's anxious-to-please tongue.
She took him in her arms, feeling his cock, still hard, pressing against her leg.
"That was wonderful," she said, showering him with wet kisses.
"I want to fuck you now," he whispered in her ear, sucking on her lobe.
"Yes, my sweet. I think you're ready now!"
She spread her legs and instructed him to position himself between them.
"You'll have to help me," he said nervously. "I've never done this before...."
"I know, my sweet. There's nothing to be afraid about. I'll help you ... lean forward ... that's it ... support yourself on your elbows. Perfect! See how easy it is so far."
The boy's cock was throbbing so hard he thought he was going to cum again.
He leaned over her and she took firm hold of his peter and guided it toward her honey pot.
"This is going to feel so good, my little pet ... so good...." she murmured.
"Anne..."
"It's alright ... just relax ... you're doing just fine...."
His cock felt as big as a house. His penis-head touched her hot wet flesh folds and he started to tremble all over.
"Ohh God," she whispered, as if she were the only one in the room. It had suddenly become very quiet. like the earth had suddenly stood completely still.
"Forward," she commanded. He didn't hesitate. He pushed, and she gasped as half of his erect penis slipped into her cunt. "Sweet Jesus, it feels bigger than I thought. Bobby ... it's magnificent ... the biggest ever!"
He pushed, his ass cheeks hollowing out, and met little resistance. Soon he was completely inside her. Only his balls remained outside her steaming pussy, and if it were possible Bobby would have forced them between her open thighs, too!
She arched her back and let out a half growl, half groan. "Now fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
He didn't move. He was enjoying just being inside her. He looked down and saw his cock had all disappeared between her cunt lips.
I'm fucking, he thought. I'm fucking!
"Shove it in and out of me," she said, her voice tight with emotion. She wrapped her legs around his slim young ass. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
As if waking up from a deep sleep, he started to move, finally realizing what she wanted him so desperately to do. His cock moved easily in and out of her. As the excitement started to build in his loins he got carried away and pulled all the way out of her so she had to help guide him back in, but he gradually got the hang of it and was soon slicing right through her innermost cuntal depths.
She came in a rush of cunt sensations, crying aloud in ecstasy. He was absolutely huge inside her. It felt as if she had a tree trunk slamming in and out of her! The pressure inside her pussy passage was almost unbearable at first, but the pleasure was soon so great she didn't mind. Her cuntal walls expanded sufficiently to accommodate his length and width and she started humping back at him, meeting him stroke for stroke.
"I ... can't ... believe ... just ... how ... good ... it ... feels..." she gasped between cock ramrods. "It's ... ecstasy!"
"It's fantastic," he exclaimed, slamming into her as hard as he could. Soon talking became difficult. He could feel the pressure building in his cock shaft and knew he would be cumming before he knew it. He wanted to enjoy her for as long as possible, and make her enjoy it, too.
He wanted her to cum a hundred times before he finally shot his load!
Bobbly soon had the young woman screaming in delight as orgasm followed orgasm. The bedsheets became entangled around their sweating bodies as he moved on top of her, slamming into her repeatedly, his ass wriggling in tempo to his inner need.
His balls slapped against her muff and she reached around to give them a reassuring squeeze. He reamed against her clit button, flattening it against the roof of her pussy, sending out every thick inch of his manly penis with each powerful thrust.
"More!" she cried, nearly hysterical with joy. "Let me feel every fucking inch of your magnificent cock!"
And the youngster gave it to her.
His ass reared up in the air before slamming down into her cum-soaked vagina. It was heaven. She couldn't stop cumming. Her fingernails raked down his back, leaving in their wake livid red welts.
But the boy didn't feel a thing. He was too intent on cock stroking her to death, overwhelmed by the mere fact that he was actually fucking for the first time. And not just another girl his own age, but a woman-a full-grown woman!
It was a dream come true!
He looked down and saw his thick tumescence going in and out, in and out of her steaming pussy. A pool of her juice formed between her legs, soaking through the bedsheets. Her aromatic fragrance filled the air.
"Big ... thick ... cock ... fucking big ... so big ... big ... BIG!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.
"I can't hold back much longer," he panted. "I'm going to cum any fucking second now!"
"Just another few minutes," she cried. "I can feel another orgasm coming ... closer ... closer ... keep ramming into me ... yes ... ohhh yes!"
He concentrated with all his might, but it was a losing battle. He reared up, then plunged into her. His prick felt as if it was being ripped in two. He ejaculated into her, filling her with his milky thick sperm.
Just the mere sensation of him cumming inside her made her climax again, and together they writhed in pleasure, his thick young tool spurting inside her fuck channel while her inner cunt muscles massaged it lovingly.
He made animal grunts as he came, his eyes clamped shut. Then he moaned, a long, drawn-out sound that emerged from deep down inside him. Anne clasped him tightly to her, her nipples digging into his flesh.
When it was over he pulled out of her and lay panting by her side.
"So how was your first time?" she asked after she had caught her breath.
"The best! Let's do it again!"
"Aren't you afraid of being missed at the camp?"
"No one will miss me. It's chaos there! Please, again. Again!"
Anne chuckled. I have a real live one, she thought. He's going to make me very happy all summer. And I'm going to make him very happy, too....
"Oh God," Anne said out loud, the memory of Bobby's face, his sweating naked body pressing tightly against hers, making her juices flow freely. She ached to see the boy again. She prayed he would be back at the camp this summer as he said he would be when he left her last September.
They had spent a blissful summer together. She had indeed taught the boy much. She wondered if he had a girlfriend his own age now.
"Has he forgotten me?" she asked herself aloud.
Another bus, filled with screaming, laughing young boys, slowly drove up the hill. It was getting late. Anne was hungry. She sighed, hoping tomorrow would bring some sign of the boy's arrival.
Perhaps he'll have a friend this time, too? she mused. Imagine just how many handsome young boys just ripe for the picking are in that camp. Boys willing to do anything...
She had made Bobby promise not to tell a soul about their secret relationship. Not at the camp, or at home. She hoped he kept his word. The last thing she wanted was trouble from irate parents or camp counselors. Or for word to spread around the boys at the camp about her craving for young boys.
Anne laughed, visualizing the long line of anxious boys knocking on her cabin door.
She stood up and stretched.
He'll be back this year, she thought to herself. I can feel it!
CHAPTER TWO
Anne was unable to sleep. Her body felt clammy and hot under the single sheet. Summer is here, she thought, tossing and turning restlessly. She thought of Bobby again, imagining he was lying naked beside her.
She rubbed the sheet over her naked tits, feeling the pointed nipples become very sensitive. She moaned softly and opened her legs.
"Bobby..." she sighed, the mere mention of his name bringing to mind so many exciting things.
There was only one way she could get to sleep.
She let her fingers brush against her tits after first throwing the sheet off her naked body. The air was still; there wasn't even a slight breeze to relieve the humidity.
Tomorrow is going to be a scorcher, she thought, tweaking first one erect nipple, then the other.
"Bobby..."
She lifted up her large breasts, feeling their weight, tracing the fullness of her globes with the tips of her fingers. She could feel the wetness beginning to ooze down the inside of her thighs.
"Fuck me, Bobby ... I'm yours ... let me feel that beautiful young cock of yours slicing right through me, like a knife through warm butter ... let me feel it ... feel it..."
She could almost feel the boy's sweating flesh embracing her, his thighs pressing passionately against hers, his pubic hairs meshing with hers. She could feel his young body tensing just before he inserted his manly penis between her spread legs.
"Every thick inch, baby ... I want all of it ... now...."
Her hand moved between her tits, down to her belly, where her fingers traced vague patterns on her hot skin. She could feel the sweat rolling down the sides of her head and flanks.
"I want you so much ... so much...."
She remembered the way his fingers caressed her. How soft they felt. like feathers. They trembled with excitement in anticipation of the pleasure that always followed. When they coupled passionately.
She combed her fingers through her thick bush. Her hairs were individually dotted with her fuck sauce. She shivered in the darkness.
She remembered how his cock had tasted the first time she had sucked it. So clean, yet boyishly musky. How his balls had tightened the first time she had squeezed them. How soft and round and hairless they felt. Plump and full of cum sauce.
The sound they made when they slapped repeatedly against her muff. How she cried out in pain and ecstasy the first time he entered her. The sheer size of his tool! It took Anne's breath away now, just to think of it.
"My sweet little fuckboy...."
She twirled her curly pubes around her fingers, pulling them upward until she winced. Her fingers quickly became wet with her sauce. She rubbed the length of her vulva, not entering her vagina just yet, just playing with herself, teasing herself.
She wished she had something bigger than just her fingers to insert into her twitching pussy. A dildo would be nice. She had tried other things during the long winter months when between long bouts of writing she would grow depressed and lonely and was in desperate need of stimulation.
She had tried a small soda bottle. A brush handle. Even a thick carrot, but nothing could quite substitute the feeling of Bobby's enormous member. Even her vivid imagination couldn't help.
Thinking back now as she lay in bed, idly caressing her sex, she didn't know how she had made it through the winter. It had been particularly bad the first couple of months after Bobby had left. She never felt more alone in her life.
Many times she thought she would go mad. She was even seriously tempted on occasions to ride into town and try to abduct a young boy and bring him up to her cabin for just a few hours.
She smiled. Such crazy thoughts! As if I was a totally different person. But she knew the only thing that was keeping her going now was the hope that Bobby would be returning to the camp for his second year this season. He promised her he would.
He even wrote her a couple of letters, care of the general post office in town, but she had written back telling him not to. Not that she didn't want him to, but if any of her replies ever fell into his parent's hands-particularly with what was being said in them-he would only be in serious trouble. And so, in all probability, would she.
But she made it clear (she hoped!) that in not writing to him she didn't want him to think she didn't care about him anymore. Far from it, she explained. All she wanted was for the winter months to pass quickly-which they hadn't really-so they could be together whenever he could sneak away from camp.
He had written back saying he understood. He wanted just as desperately to see her too. Now she prayed it wasn't a mistake to cut off their letter writing. At least that would have kept their relationship together, however distant, and she would know for sure one way or another if he was indeed returning to the camp for the summer.
Now she was in limbo, forced to take consolation in her fingers, one of which now slipped into her hot cunt.
She arched her back as all of her digits disappeared inside her steaming pussy.
"Ohhh Jesus," she moaned. "If only it was your prick instead...."
She rubbed the flat of her finger underneath her swollen clitoris. The results were slow in coming. She caressed her clit, thinking of Bobby, his lean young body, at first pale, then gradually becoming excitingly nut-brown with a summer tan. He tanned surprisingly well for a blonde-haired, soft-skinned youngster.
She rubbed her clit button and the tingling sensation started from deep, deep inside her. She spread her legs wider apart and stuffed another finger inside her cunt, side by side the fingers tried to imitate Bobby's cock's thickness. But it was impossible. Her fingers could only suggest, nothing more, the sheer thickness of his member.
"Shove it all the way inside me, baby. I want ... to ... feel ... every thick ... inch!" she growled, her body writhing as her fingers went in and out of her more rapidly. I can feel it now, she thought. It's beginning. Faster. Faster!
Her other hand ran over her tits, caressing them and kneading her pointed red nipples.
"Make it good for me, baby. The best possible cum!" Her voice sounded very loud and hoarse in the stillness.
Her fingers started to move quickly inside her, reaming her four cuntal walls, becoming saturated with her oozing cream. A pool of her pussy juice spread wetly between her spread legs, soaking through the sheets.
She imagined him on top of her, his sweating body making soft sucking noices as if there were suction cups on his skin as their bodies pressed together, moving like two well-oiled machines.
She tweaked her nubbin of pleasure and an intense surge of pleasure rushed through her like a hurricane. Her toes wriggled and her ass cheeks hollowed out. She writhed on the bed, the cunt sensations mounting, becoming more intense. She could swear her flesh was melting right off her bones.
"Take me! Take me!" she cried into the darkness.
She turned onto her side, her finger still working inside her, gathering momentum.
"Oh ... oh ... oh!" she groaned, her eyes half closed.
She rammed three fingers between her vulva now, massaging her clit lovingly, wanting to feel that sudden blast of ecstasy as quickly as possible. Faster! she said to herself. Faster! Faster!
She fell back onto the bed, her free hand reaching under to massage her buttocks. Her forefinger rubbed against her ass crevice, feeling its moistness.
Bobby, why aren't you here with me now? she asked herself. God, why can't I have you now? Now!
Her fingers went in and out. In and out. In and out. She started to pant for breath, sweat pouring down her naked body. Her arms and legs twitched uncontrollably.
"Give it to me, sweetheart! Yes! That's it! My sweet little boy!"
She climaxed. It felt as if a bolt of thunder had suddenly thrust up into her, deep into her womb. She screamed, her voice breaking like an adolescent child's.
She kept stabbing her fingers into her gaping vagina as more of her watery fuck sauce flowed out of her. Her ass hopped up and down on the mattress, making the bedspring squeal in protest.
"Oh ... yes, yes, yesyesyesyesyes!"
She writhed ecstatically, unable to keep still, her fingers continuing to pump madly into her, jabbing and thrusting and slamming against her sensitive clit button.
Finally, she lay still, panting for breath. The fuck sensation gradually subsided and she bathed in its mellow aftermath, her body glowing. She let her fingers slip slowly out of her cunt and sighed with satisfaction.
Yet she wanted more.
She wasn't feeling sleepy yet. Sometimes she would have to finger-fuck many times in a row before sleep would finally overtake her.
She started to caress herself again. Her body was wet and smelled of sweat. Maybe if I take a shower. A nice hot shower. Or maybe a quick refreshing dip in the lake? It will be cold but I'll feel warm afterward.
As awake and restless as she still was she couldn't be bothered to get up and put something on, then get into her car and drive down to a deserted part of the lake she particularly enjoyed for a midnight swim.
The thought of all those young boys in bed at the camp-some of whom may well be jerking off themselves this very moment!-was almost too much to bear. Her fingers combed through her wet, sticky bush again, preparing for another onslaught.
She felt her cunt muscles opening and closing convulsively, as if grasping for Bobby's young tool.
She rolled over onto her stomach and reached underneath herself, feeling the puffy wet outline of her vulva with trembling fingers.
She closed her eyes and relaxed. She could feel herself tensing up again, as if expecting the young boy to walk in on her any moment. Several fingers slipped into her sex and reamed delicately against her clitoris. She pressed against the swollen knob of flesh gently, waiting for the pleasure sensation to start, after which time she would slam home good and hard.
Slowly ... ever so slowly ... take your time ... you have all the time in the world....
She pricked her clit with her fingernail, goose bumps running up and down her spine like insects.
Her fingers left her cunt and her middle finger, wet and dripping her twat juice, pressed against her puckered red anus. She held her breath and pressed the digit against the red opening and felt it opening for her.
She fingered her rectum and started to moan. Her moans quickly got louder and more persistent.
It's strange, she thought, but Bobby never corn-holed me. I never asked him to. I guess just having him in my pussy, or sucking his tool, or fisting it, was enough. The thought never entered my mind. I wonder what it would be like ... his cock is so big ... would it even fit?
Imagine the delicious pressure I would feel. There would probably be pain at first but I wouldn't mind that. After all, I'm the one who is always willing to try anything in bed. All those lovers of mine ... so many of them young boys. They're always the best because they're so willing and eager to try everything. Especially the virgins.
And they can stay hard as a rock inside me for so long once they get the hang of it. Bobby was incredible in that respect. We would fuck for what seemed like hours and hours and hours until I came so many times I frequently lost count!
Then he would want more!
If Bobby doesn't return this summer I'll have to find another boy to take his place, as if any boy could possibly take Bobby's place. But I can't spend the summer knowing the camp is chock full of adolescent boys just waiting for someone experiencing like me to come along.
She pressed her finger deeper into her shit channel, then pulled it out and rolled back over onto her back. Her fingers flashed in and out of her cunt. She was going to meet her approaching orgasm head on.
Now her fingers were really moving, as if making up for lost time. In and out in a flash. Mere blurs!
Bobby, a voice in her head repeated to the ardent rhythm of her finger fucking. Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, BobbyBobbyBobbyBobby!
Her body flipped on the bed like a fish out of water. The sheet became hopelessly entangled around her ankles, wrapping around her legs.
"Jesus, this is going to be a good one!" she exclaimed in amazement, as if a force had taken over her body and was propelling it forward.
She had almost her entire hand inside her pussy, madly pumping and grinding away until she couldn't even speak and was finding it increasingly difficult to breathe. The momentum was building. Tears filled her eyes.
"Ohhh God!" she sobbed, legs up in the air.
Pussy juice rushed out of her like a raging river, unchecked, filling the air with her spicy aroma, the heady scent of pussy and sweat rolled into one.
"OHHH!" she bellowed.
When she reached her thunderous orgasm it took her breath away. She lay with a look of complete amazement on her flushed face. Her eyes were practically popping out of their sockets. Tears ran freely down her cheeks.
She reveled in the wondrous sensations, more exciting and pleasurable than words could convey.
"Oh, that was good ... so fucking good!" she sighed after it was all over. Having such a good cum while thinking of Bobby is a good omen. I haven't had a climax like that since our last time together. He'll be here. I just know it!
That was the last thought she had before slipping off into a deep, dreamless sleep.
CHAPTER THREE
When Anne awoke late the following morning she ate breakfast quickly and drove down to town. In the post office there was a letter waiting for her. She recognized the boyish handwriting immediately. Her heart was beating so fast as she ripped open the envelope she thought she was going to have a stroke.
"Dear Anne," the letter read. "I'm writing quickly to say I'll be at the camp again this summer, just like I promised you I would. Can't wait to see you! Love, Bobby."
"Thank God," she muttered. "Thank God!"
She noticed the letter had been postmarked two weeks before. The damn mails, she thought. It's taken weeks to reach me here! Bobby could be arriving at any time. Perhaps he already has!
Only an hour after she arrived back at the cabin, where she sat reading and rereading his brief letter, there was a knock on the front door. He's here! she thought, jumping to her feet and rushing to answer the knock.
She nearly fainted when she saw the young blonde-haired boy standing on the threshold. It was Bobby.
He beamed at her, obviously glad to see her, and rushed into her arms where they embraced and kissed.
"You're all I've been thinking about," he said and Anne was touched to see tears in his eyes. "It was agony not being able to write to you."
She held his face in her hands. "You know why that had to be, don't you? Not because I wanted it to be. You don't know how much I've been waiting for this very moment. Stand back a minute. Let me take a look at you!"
She held him at arm's length and smiled as she looked. He had hardly changed. He was taller, of course, and his face had lost some of its charming baby fat, but he had the same pale winter complexion, the same infectious smile. He was just as handsome as ever.
He was dressed, as she always remembered him, in shorts and a T-shirt, barefoot in sneakers.
They embraced again, only this time his tongue slipped wetly into her mouth. She sucked on it like candy, her heart pumping a mile a minute. She couldn't believe he was in her arms again, and that he was just as anxious to see her again as she was to see him.
"You're just as handsome as ever," she whispered, pressing her loins against his and feeling his raging tumescence against her crotch.
"And you're just as beautiful as always."
"Don't! I must look absolutely awful!" she cried in mock horror.
He giggled. "Never! You look fantastic."
They held each other again, as if their bodies were inexorably drawn together, and Anne reached down to stroke his crotch. Her blood boiled when she felt his hard-on. It was just as huge as ever!
"Let's go into the bedroom," she whispered. "You know," she added as they sat side by side on the edge of her bed, "I just received your letter this morning."
"This morning? But I mailed it ... oh, a good two weeks ago."
Anne nodded. "I know. I saw the postmark date. But you know from letters you've gotten at camp from home how bad the mails can be."
"I know. That's why I mailed it when I did. I never thought it would take this long. Were you surprised?"
"Yes and no. But I knew deep down inside you'd be back."
"I couldn't wait. The winter went by so slowly."
"I know. I know."
"Were you lonely a lot?"
Anne shrugged. "I suppose it wasn't too bad. I had my writing to keep me company. It wasn't too bad. Except at night...."
"Same with me. You don't know how many times I jerked off thinking about you. I'm lucky I still have cream left!"
Anne laughed. Then they both turned suddenly serious. Bobby unbuttoned the woman's white cotton blouse. She was braless underneath. The swelling of her large tits excited the adolescent. He felt his cock pulsating with lust.
After he had undone the last button, he lifted the blouse off her shoulders and gasped in delight. "They're even more beautiful than I remembered them!"
He pressed his lips over her nipple and it became instantly hard in his mouth. He sucked on it like an infant and Anne moaned. Desire raced through her blood like liquid fire. She cupped his groin and gave it a suggestive squeeze.
Then she pulled off his T-shirt. He was just as
"skinny as when she last saw him, though she could see his muscles were developing. And his shoulders were more broader.
"You're becoming a man," she said sadly. "Soon we won't be together...."
"Don't talk like that. Of course we'll always be together!
"Do you have a girlfriend," Anne asked shyly.
The boy shook his head.
"No?"
He blushed. "It sounds corny, but I've been saving myself for you. It could never be like it is with you with anyone else. Never!"
"It doesn't sound corny at all. It sounds wonderful! Bobby, I'm so glad we're together again. It's going to be a fun summer. The counselors won't be missing you today will they?"
"No. The usual beginning-of-season chaos. Don't worry. I'm safe until dinner."
She ran her fingers over his thin chest, making his boyish young teats hard as pebbles as she caressed them, first with her fingers, then her lips and tongue. Before long, she had him groaning passionately.
He ran his hand up and down her bare thigh, then reached up under her skirt. Her panties were moist with her juices. He slipped his hand inside them and combed his trembling fingers through her thick pubic hairs.
"Ohh God," he whispered, in seventh heaven.
She unsnapped his shorts and pulled down the zipper over his tumescence. He wriggled his ass when he felt the metal teeth of the zipper slowly opening over his cock shaft. Then she gripped his staff and squeezed it, feeling his cockhead swelling up to almost three times its normal size.
"Anne..." he moaned, and they French kissed, tongues going deep into each other's mouths.
She felt his middle finger slipping between her puffy cunt lips and she spread her legs. His hand hooked inside her panties and he started manipulating her sensitive clitoris.
She rubbed over his cock head until a watery drop of pre-cum emerged through the fabric of his white briefs. He lifted up his ass and she pulled down his shorts and underpants.
"Fuck me," she whispered in his ear, nibbling his lobe and sending shivers up and down his spine.
"I've been waiting for so long...." he whispered back. She helped him undo her skirt and it was soon lying in a heap at the foot of the bed. They climbed onto the bed and lay against each other, content for the moment just to feel each other's naked body. Flesh pressing against naked flesh.
He ran his fingers through her honey bush, massaging her vulva and labia, feeling her wetness starting to seep out from inside her tight snatch.
"Fuck me," she repeated softly, music to his ears.
He pressed her back and maneuvered between her spread legs. She couldn't take her hand from his penis. It felt even larger than she remembered it. Gorged and pulsating and ready for action.
"Keep doing that and I'm going to cum," he hissed. "It's been so long since I felt you!"
"That's what you said the first time I touched your cock. That first afternoon of ours. You were such a little stud that day."
"And every day we were together!"
She laughed. "I wouldn't have it any other way!"
"Neither would I. Especially today...."
"Prove it, then," she said. "I will...."
She arched her back when she felt him entering her. He slipped between her wet puffy cunt lips slowly, extra slowly, so she could feel and remember every thick inch of his peter.
She squealed in delight, ass rearing up in the air. She wrapped her legs around his slim young waist.
"Take me! Take me!" she cried ecstatically.
He stabbed his cock into her to the hilt. Only his balls remained outside the tight confines of her hungry pussy. She tightened her leg hold around his waist and made her fuck passage that much smaller. He gasped when he felt her inner cunt muscles and membranes caressing his hard young staff, holding onto it for dear life.
He started to move, sending his member in and out of her delicious hot, wet vagina. She moaned emphatically, feeling the surging sensations beginning from deep inside her loins.
He established a free and easy rhythm and Anne humped back at him, meeting him stroke for stroke.
"My sweet darling fuckboy!" she whispered in his ear, a phrase that always excited him and made his pulse race.
He plowed into her faster, building up his cock tempo, sending all ten inches of his cock into her. His balls slapped loudly against her hairy muff and were soon dripping her cum. His bush had become larger and thicker since she had last seen him, but his hairs were still a beautiful golden color. And there were a few scattered pubes on his otherwise smooth plump nuts.
She gave them a squeeze now, reaching underneath him as he pounded into her, gathering momentum until he was really ramming into her with all his might.
Anne was loving every minute of it. She climaxed, screaming at the top of her lungs. And she could feel another surge of cunt feelings on the heels of her first orgasm.
Her fingernails raked down his naked, sweating back, leaving swollen welts on his flesh like zebra stripes.
"OHHH JESUS!" she cried, his huge cock slicing effortless through her innermost vaginal depths.
Bobby fought back from cumming. He wanted to make their reunion fuck as memorable as possible. And by the look on Anne's face, he knew he was succeeding.
Just a few more minutes, he said to himself, trying to hold back from shooting his heavy cum load.
"Ohhh, Bobby, I'm in heaven!" she cried, her face dotted with sweat. "Ohhh, baby, I can't begin to tell you how good you're making me feel!"
That only made him slam into her harder and faster, their pelvic bones smacking loudly with every insertion of his cock. He could feel his balls tightening, a sure sign he was about ready to cum.
"I can feel another one!" she cried, arching her back and nearly throwing him off the bed. "Yes! Here it is! God, it's like fire consuming my body!"
She threw her head back until her forehead was pressing against the pillow. Her cry of pleasure was muffled. Her neck muscles bulged menacingly and her face turned a deep red.
He rammed into her several more times until his cock exploded, filling her fuck passage with his thick, bubbling cum. They held onto each other and writhed ecstatically on the bed, throwing off the covers as they moved to and fro on the mattress.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" she screamed repeatedly, her body awash in creamy cunt sensations.
It seemed to Bobby as if he was cumming for hours. He could feel every drop of cum shooting out of his body, into the woman's tight wet passage. It was pure ecstasy! Better than he remembered it on their last night together a year ago.
The pleasure just went on and on and on. As it continued it seemed to build, to intensify, instead of diminishing. Bobby thought his cock was going to split right in two!
He wanted the sensation to go on forever!
But all good things have to end eventually. He lay still atop Anne, panting for breath. This really gets a guy in good shape," he said between sharp intakes of air.
"God, I haven't felt this good in ... in a year!"
They giggled like children, not caring how loud they sounded because Anne's cabin was the only one around for miles. She controlled the top of the hill.
He pressed his lips against her nipples, lifting up her tits and feeling their impressive weight. He then pulled his hard dick from out of the hot chamber between her legs and his tongue ran wetly down the length of her body.
She placed her hand on top of his head and forced it down toward her running pussy. Juice oozed out of it like blood from a gaping wound.
He licked the liquid, savoring its delicious spicy taste. "God, that tastes so good ... I'd almost forgotten how sweet you taste. like swallowing honey!"
"Oh, my baby, my baby," was all the woman could say. She spread her legs open as wide as they would go, waiting for the wet feel of his tongue on her clitoris.
She didn't have to wait for very long.
Anne groaned and writhed in sensual pleasure as the tip of his fleshy young tongue reamed directly underneath her swollen clit button. It dripped juices, fragrant and hot. Bobby licked her button repeatedly, until it was so swollen it nearly blocked off her cunt passage.
He jabbed his index finger into her as he tongued her, further adding to her enjoyment. She, meanwhile, reached around to stroke his monstrous pecker.
"Let me suck it," she said, her voice hoarse with emotion.
Without a word, the boy maneuvered himself into a sixty-nine position atop her, his balls pressing against her nose as his pecker shaft slipped between her hot wet lips.
"Mmmmm," she sighed, his cock filling her mouth completely.
He pried apart her cunt lips and pressed his lips like suction cups against her redolent cunt flesh.
He embraced her clit with his tongue and Anne was off into a world comprised of pure cunt sensations. She closed her eyes and sucked on his raging tool, feeling his gorged cock veins pulsating with desire against the inside of her cheek.
With her free hand she felt the smooth curved flesh of his buttocks. She massaged his moist ass crack, feeling his anus opening and closing convulsively. As she continued to suck she pressed her finger against his puckered red opening and heard him moan in appreciation.
She remembered the first time she had stuck her finger up his ass to massage his prostate gland as she sucked. He had nearly hit the ceiling!
Her finger slowly disappeared inside his tight rectum and he wriggled his ass in delight. She felt his cock automatically thickening in her mouth. She tasted a few warm drops of watery pre-cum.
He tongue whipped her clit to a frenzy, causing the woman to cum in a rush of liquid hot sensations. Pin-pricks covered her entire body as she writhed in pleasure, momentarily forgetting to lick and suck his cock.
She could feel her own cream running freely from between her pouting vulva, down over her thighs to stain the sheet beneath her.
She jabbed her finger all the way up his ass chamber and made sudden devastating contact with his sensitive prostate. Again, the boy's body jerked spasmodically, his ass rearing up as if to give her better access to his deeper recesses.
She massaged his gland lovingly, his ass secretions starting to flow and lubricate her finger fucking motions.
Bobby squealed with delight, his voice as high as a little girl's. His tongue left Anne's swollen nubbin, which was now steadily dripping her sauce like a leaky faucet, but only for a few seconds, just to completely revel in the sudden jolt of pleasure shooting through his rectum.
Soon the two sensations merged. Those in his rectum met those burgeoning in his cockshaft. It was just as he remembered it, intense and fierce, but as refreshing as spring water.
He had spent so many lonely nights, masturbating repeatedly with images of what he and Anne had done together flashing past his mind's-eye like an old and much loved movie.
But the cums by his own fist could never approach those by Anne's hand, or lips, or especially her pussy. He loved the way her cunt muscles would massage his tool each time he slammed into her, holding onto him for a fraction of a second before he was about to pull out as if her vagina didn't want his cockshaft to leave its hot wet embrace even for a moment.
Their bodies gleamed with sweat now. It was hot and humid outside, and even the slight breeze from the open window in Anne's bedroom didn't help. But it increased the heat of the passionate desire and made their lovemaking more pleasurable.
As the woman sucked, feeling his shaft tense and prepare to shoot its heavy cum load, she imitated her sucking rhythm with her finger in his ass, reaming his tight butt passage and pressing the tip of her finger against his sensitive gland.
The pressure built steadily until Bobby thought he couldn't possibly take it any more. It was too good to be true!
Anne climaxed, a chain reaction of orgasms, one right after another, one more intense than the last, as Bobby flashed his tongue over her clit button and greedily slurped down her flowing cunt fluid.
Then he whimpered, as if in fear or pain, and his cock exploded in her mouth, showering her orifice with thick pearly white cream.
She had never tasted anything as delicious!
She drank thirstily from his spurting fountain, sucking it, milking his stalk of its precious contents. Her lips were like suction cups over his tumescence. The boy was loving every minute of it!
He seemed to keep on cumming, as if he had a hidden supply of cum and was waiting for just this moment to let go of it and let Anne enjoy every succulent drop. She sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed. The pleasure was unique and all-consuming.
He moaned in ecstasy, his body seeming to melt like candle wax into hers.
It was an incredible moment. He reveled in the pleasure thrill. He tasted Anne's deliciously creamy cooze. He felt her warm, sweating body pressing closely against his. He was back in her cabin again, which held many pleasant memories for him. What more could a young boy ask for?
They parted and Anne licked the spent cum from her hot lips.
He lay still, his cock making quick jerking movements on his belly. A sticky translucent string of cum hung from his gaping piss slit. Anne saw it and was quick to lick it away. Bobby giggled.
"You're really something," he said, hand on her tit. Her nipples were still hard and pointed. It looked like a giant red eye. Then he covered his palm over her other nipple, feeling her fleshy globe, then licking it with the tip of his tongue like a cat.
"You make me feel like a teenager again," she whispered, voice as soft as her breasts. "If only you could stay with me year 'round."
His tongue left her tits and he lay back with his arm cradling his head. He closed his eyes and sighed. Then he felt Anne moving, felt her thighs brushing against his. He opened his eyes and she was towering above him, smiling down at him.
She hovered above him, about to straddle his loins. She reached down behind herself and gripped his erect cock.
"Remember how I always remarked how your cock never got soft?" she asked.
"Yes," he gasped, feeling her fingers on his pulsating member.
"It's still true!"
She reared herself up and held his cock shaft straight up from his loins, aimed directly at her gaping cunt. Then she slowly lowered herself down, spearing herself with his prick, feeling it go up her pussy inch by thick inch.
"Ohhh Lord," she murmured, her eyes rolling toward the ceiling until only the whites showed.
She started to pant and her thighs quivered.
Bobby arched his back, thrusting up his hard dick and reveling in the tight wet, hot hold of her inner cunt passage. He sighed blissfully, feeling her inner flesh clamp tightly over his entering phallus.
"Feels so fucking good," he gasped, a devilish grin on his young face.
She leaned slightly forward once he was completely inside her so he could play with her swinging tits. So close to his eyes they looked truly enormous.
Anne moved rhythmically up and down, sending his cock slowly in and out of her dripping honey pot. She started to groan, a groan which escaped her lips between panted breaths.
He felt so much bigger and thicker when they fucked this way!
Bobby humped up at her, meeting her body as it plunged downward. Anne could swear she could feel the tip of his cock pressing against her backbone, as if his cock was made out of pointed steel.
He felt granite hard inside her, like a delicately shaped slab of rock. He moved his hips and his cock flexed inside her like rubber, pressing against her sensitive cuntal walls as it reamed directly underneath her swollen clitoris.
The pressure was slowly building, both in the boy's enormous cock shaft and in Anne's tight, wet cunt channel.
"Ahhh," the woman sighed, her body swaying to and fro.
Her body moved up and down more rapidly, her breasts swinging like pendulums in front of the boy, practically hypnotizing him. He reached out and took one to his eager young lips.
Young Ralph Brody stopped and listened after hearing the first scream. He wasn't sure if it had been made by an animal or another human. When it sounded again, more of a loud moan than an actual scream, he knew it was from up the hill, the direction of the blonde-haired boy had been walking.
Ralph had decided to have a look around the camp and the lake when he had seen the slim young boy in the distance. He wasn't sure if he was from the camp, too, but he was pretty certain he must be. He decided to follow the boy. Ralph was lonely. It was his first time away from his parents and he was anxious to make friends.
The boy was a fair distance away when Ralph first saw him, actually on the far side of the lake, but the boy ran around, hoping to catch up. When he reached the other side of the lake, he had lost sight of the boy. Instinctively, he started walking uphill.
It was then that he caught another brief glimpse. The boy was still a fair distance ahead of him. Ralph at this point was winded and walked at a slower pace up the hill. He figured the boy would still be at the top by the time he arrived.
Ralph stopped a few times, not only to catch his breath (he wasn't one who exercised or participated in sports much; he preferred to read), but to enjoy the rich colorful scenery around. He could gaze down through the trees and see the lake below, and above it on the other side, the camp, with kids his own age mingling around.
Ralph didn't like crowds of people; like Bobby he was a loner. He much preferred going out and doing things on his own than with organized groups.
His heart started to beat faster when he heard the cries again. It was a woman's voice. She didn't sound in pain. She wasn't calling for help. He blushed. It sounded as if she was really enjoying herself. As if...
He quickened his pace. When he saw the cabin nestled on top of the hill he stopped. It looked deserted. Not run down, or anything like that. It was just so quiet, so peaceful, it was hard to imagine anyone was actually living here.
But he was a curious boy. A handsome boy, too. Dark-haired and slender like Bobby. He was dressed in a faded pair of blue jeans and a baggy T-shirt with his favorite rock group emblazoned in front.
He stopped to catch his breath, wondering if he should venture further to investigate the strange erotic noises or just go back down the hill.
"Ohhh Bobby, Jesus, yes, yes, Stick it right in ... faster ... faster..."
"Wow!" Ralph whispered to himself. He felt his cock uncoiling in his jeans like a snake readying to spring.
He knew he would have to investigate.
The youngster was very quiet as he moved to the side of the cabin, where he heard the woman's voice. He knew deep down inside he shouldn't be looking in on whatever was going on, assuming he could see it, but there was no going back now.
And, besides, it had to have something to do with sex, a subject that was very mysterious to the boy. Ralph was a virgin. He had never even been kissed by another girl. He was shy with girls his own age, though in bed at night he would imagine doing all sorts of lascivious things with the prettiest girls in school.
Ralph wondered briefly where the blonde-haired boy was. Maybe he was taking a peek, too?
"Ohhh, baby, it feels so damn good! So thick and big inside my cunt!"
The boy's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He made his way alongside the cabin, toward the open window. Inside was the woman. Was the man with her her husband? Or, he chuckled quiet, a camp counselor?
His heart pounded fiercely as he eased closer to the open window.
He could hear the bedsprings sounding out, and the sound of something thrashing wildly on the bed, bouncing on the mattress. All sorts of images flew into his mind and because of them he grew frightened and was almost tempted to run back down the hill after all. Almost.
Holding his breath, he got down on his knees below the window so he could peer inside and (hopefully!) go undetected.
"Bobby ... so sweet ... again, again!"
The sound of heavy breathing. Labored breathing. Moans. Sighs, Groans. The bedsprings sounding constantly.
He sprung up on the balls of his feet and looked inside.
"Jesus!" he almost cried, but it came out a hissing whisper. He saw on the big disheveled bed, the young boy he had seen walking up the path, was now on top of a beautiful big-titted woman. He was fucking her brains out! His cock looked incredibly huge as it pulled out of her hairy slit, before being quickly shoved back inside.
Ralph's cock got achingly hard in no time at all.
He watched as the boy fucked the writhing woman, her legs clamped tightly around his slim waist, her head jerking to and fro. Their bodies were so sweaty they looked greased. The boy was moving so quickly, his cock jabs were so thorough and lightning fast it was frightening.
It was like watching a porno movie. It was the most erotic thing the boy had ever seen, and the memory of it would be imprinted on his mind for the rest of his life.
"Shove it into me, baby," she groaned. "I want to feel every fucking hot inch!"
The boy said nothing. He just moaned, his body contorting as he plowed into her, moving like a serpent between her spread legs. It was like something out of Dante's Inferno.
Ralph unconsciously rubbed his crotch and groaned. He wanted to jerk off badly. If he just knelt there and watched he would soon cum in his pants. He unsnapped his jeans and pulled down the zipper.
Inside the cabin, Bobby got on his knees and grabbed Anne's thighs, pulling her body toward him. His cock momentarily left her vagina, and it sprung up as huge as a flagpole. Her ass slid up his thighs and he inserted himself again, her legs clamping around his waist. Anne felt the blood rushing to her head.
Ralph whipped out his erect dong and started to fist it hard, his eyes glued to what was happening inside. His jeans and underpants were down to his knees and he felt all sweaty and hot.
"Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!" Anne cried hysterically.
"Here it comes, baby, and it's all yours ... just like you remember it!" And with that the boy gave her every hard inch of his raging peter, slamming it between her vulva with all his strength.
Anne was in seventh heaven, a wide grin pasted on her flushed face.
I don't believe this! Ralph thought as he beat off, his cock moving in and out of the hollow of his fist.
"Tight and hot," Bobby gasped. "Ohh, baby, this is going to be a fucking good one!"
His own words seemed to further excite him until he moved so quickly he was a blur, a shadow of movement.
Ralph pumped his meat, leaning his chin on the window sill. He could feel the familiar sensations starting in his loins. He slammed his fist down faster, from the root of his shaft up over the mushroom-shaped knob.
Give it to her, he thought, imagining he was the one fucking the woman. She was incredibly beautiful, even as flushed and sweaty as she now was. It added to her radiance. Ralph couldn't take his eyes off her.
And the boy's dick! How could it possibly fit into her small slit like that? He realized in a flash that he was not only seeing a couple fucking for the first time, but that the boy was no older than himself. In fact he looked younger, and the woman, though probably old enough to be his mother, looked more like a mature older sister. She was the first member of the opposite sex he was seeing naked in the flesh.
He had seen nudie magazines and even read some X-rated fuck books, but now he was actually seeing it being done!
A drop of saliva escaped the corner of his mouth before he ran his tongue over his lips. He leaned forward, fist flashing over his rock hard cock. He gritted his teeth, then bit his lower lip and shut his eyes.
Give it to her, give it to her, give it to her, a voice repeated in his head.
He opened his eyes in time to see the woman arch her back and cum, her mouth opening wide but nothing coming out. Her entire body shuddered wildly, and Ralph thought, what power that is to feel a woman being that affected by what you're doing!
He wished he were in bed with her, not merely outside peering in like a dirty old man, cock in hand.
Ralph gave his cock shaft several more tugs, then he spluttered, holding back a scream of pleasure, and semen splashed over the side of the cabin. His cock felt like a shaft of burning metal in his hand as it exploded and showered his body with ecstatic warm and exquisitely intense fuck sensations.
He milked his cock as he continued to watch. He saw the blonde-haired boy's body jump forward and he let out a piercing cry of ecstasy. His ass cheeks hollowed out as he filled the woman's cunt with his spurting seed.
"Jeez!" Ralph gasped under his breath.
He gave his cock a shake and pulled up his briefs and jeans and zipped up. He was about to go when he saw Bobby pull his whang out of Anne's tight, steaming cunt. Anne sat up, shaking her head as if to clear it of spider webs, and took hold of the boy's member. She leaned over and clamped her lips over the swollen cockhead, which still glistened with her sauce and remnants of his spent cum sauce and went down on him. The young boy moaned, threw his head back in pleasure, and at the same time pressed his hand on the crown of Anne's head to force all of his dong into her eagerly sucking mouth.
Again, Ralph felt his cock stirring in his pants and he knew he couldn't move. He was rooted to the spot. He had to watch. He had never seen any of this sort of stuff in his life. It was incredibly arousing to watch.
Once again, he undid his pants and pulled them and his underpants down to his knees. His cock sprang up and found its way into the hollow of his pounding fist.
As Anne sucked the boy's thick young manroot, he caressed the inside of her thighs with his big toe, a smile on his face. Anne immediately spread her leg and the boy's toe entered her vagina, where it rubbed against her swollen nubbin until she could feel the thunder beginning in her wet snatch.
Ralph grinned and shook his head. This is unreal! he thought. He was almost tempted to leap up and jump over the window sill and into the woman's bed to join the frollicking pair, but he held himself back.
Instead, he made do with his own fist as the woman's red lips moved up and down in obvious enjoyment, her mouth bulging with the boy's enormous tumescence. God, I wish mine was that big, he thought, looking down at his hard young tool, which wasn't as thick as Bobby's, but rather was long and lean. Eight-and-a-half inches long, with a purple mushroom-shaped cockhead that looked as if it was ready to explode.
"Anne, your lips are so hot and wet ... your tongue knows exactly where to go..." the blonde-haired youth moaned, his voice trailing off into oblivion.
Then, a few minutes later, he continued, groaning, "Suck it, baby, suck it all! Let me feel that deliciously wet tongue drilling into my piss hole!"
Give it to her, Ralph thought. Christ, how can it all fit into her mouth? Look at her cheeks ballooning out like that!
With one hand Ralph caressed his tight young balls, with the other he continued fisting himself toward that desired moment of pure release. God, look at her suck him off ... look at her suck!
Now Bobby had both hands pressing on top of Anne's head. He started humping up into her mouth until her lips were kissing his bush of wiry pubic hairs. She fingered his well hung nuts, pressing her middle finger against his scrotum, separating his inner sacs, playing with his balls as if they were oversized marbles in the palm of her hand.
"Do it, do it, do it!" Bobby exclaimed, facial muscles tightening. He threw his head back and bellowed like an animal in heat, his chest muscles turning into ribbons across his body.
His ass bounced up and down on the bed, his thrusts gathering momentum until Ralph could almost hear Anne's teeth chattering each time he slammed home.
"Ohhh, I can feel it now, sweetheart," Bobby growled. "Ohhh, here it comes. Are you ready for it?"
Her head continued to bob up and down. It looked as if she was replying to his question in the affirmative.
"Do you want to taste all that thick jism?"
Her head moved up and down like a jack-in-the-box.
He gasped for breath. "Here it comes, baby. Ready ... or ... not!"
He grabbed her by the hair and forced her head all the way down. He shuttered from head to foot, head bent over to touch hers.
"Jeez!" he spluttered, and Ralph looked in amazement as thick rope-like strands of his semen crawled out of the corners of Anne's mouth. Ralph came, too, shuddering in ecstasy.
The boy's knees dug hollows into the ground as cum spurted onto the cabin wall and oozed thickly over his pounding knuckles.
There's nothing better than cumming, Ralph thought, his pulse returning to normal. Nothing!
He flicked the cum from his fingers and wiped the rest on the grass. He looked inside again in time to see Anne give Bobby's tool one final lick.
"Feeling hungry?" she asked, in the sexiest voice Ralph had ever heard.
Bobby eyed Anne's spread pussy and nodded enthusiastically. Anne motioned with a nod of her head, settled back onto the bed and waited for the boy's quick flicking tongue to go to work on her clit.
"God, what a lucky guy!" Ralph whispered.
As Bobby went to work on the woman's steaming twat, Ralph felt the pulsations beginning in his loins. He idly caressed his dong, which hadn't gone soft yet, at least not completely.
It wasn't long before he was pumping his tool in earnest, waiting with bated breath for the familiar cock sensations to begin rising from deep inside his young loins.
What's that woman doing alone up here, anyway? Ralph wondered as he beat his meat, the sound of his fist against his slightly moist peter sounding in his ears. And how did that kid get in her bed?
He knew he was going to have to find out. If anyone was going to be his friend during the summer months in camp, it was going to be that blonde-haired boy. Christ, what a stud! His cock never lets up!
Anne played with the young boy's cock and balls as he ate her out with enthusiastic gusto, reveling in the heady taste of her fuck sauce.
One way or another, I'm going to lose my cherry this summer, Ralph decided. And I'm sure as hell going to try to do it with that beautiful woman. Shit, I'd give anything-ANYTHING!-to plug her slit!
The mere thought of fucking Anne was so arousing to the teenager, he climaxed again, barely able to suppress a scream of ecstasy from echoing up and down the hillside.
CHAPTER FOUR
After lunch the following day, during the lull in activities, Ralph walked over to Bobby, who was sitting on the wooden pier by the lake, his feet dangling in the cool water, and introduced himself.
"Hi," Bobby said, shaking the boy's hand. "I noticed you swimming before. You're pretty good."
Ralph beamed. "Thanks. I'm not much at sports, but I like to swim. I guess I'm naturally good at it, which helps."
They made small talk for nearly a half hour, getting to know each other, developing a liking for one another, when Ralph suddenly blurted out, "There's something I've got to tell you. I'll burst if I don't."
Bobby smiled. "Sounds serious."
Ralph nodded gravely. "It is, I guess. I haven't told anyone else and I don't plan to."
"Well? What is it?" Ralph now had Bobby's undivided attention. The younger boy didn't fail to notice Ralph's obvious nervousness.
"Well," Ralph began slowly, feet splashing nervously in the water as he sat beside Bobby on the wooden pier, "I don't want you to get mad or anything. I like you. I really do. And I want us to be friends."
"Okay, I promise I won't get mad. I like you, too." Bobby smiled reassuringly.
Ralph sighed. "Okay. Yesterday afternoon, I took a walk around the lake and I saw you walking up the hill there." He pointed across the lake.
Bobby frowned. His heart started to beat faster.
"I was going to go in that direction myself so I ran hoping to catch up with you so maybe we could walk around together. Anyway, by the time I got there you were already half way up the hill. I followed you. I was taking my time. I thought you'd be taking it easy on top of the hill by the time I got there anyway."
Bobby broke out into a cold sweat.
"Then I heard these screams. They weren't exactly screams ... well, by the time I got to the top of the hill I saw this cabin. I peeked in one of the windows and ... and ... I saw you and this woman in bed ... you were ... you know ... fucking...."
"Jesus ... "
"You okay? You look awfully pale all of a sudden. Shit, I knew I shouldn't have told you!" Ralph felt tears brimming.
"You didn't tell anyone, did you?" Bobby sounded scared.
"No! Honest! I didn't tell anyone, and I won't. Promise!"
Then Bobby broke out into a smile. He shrugged. "I guess I'll have to trust you. We're friends now, aren't we?"
"We sure are!" Ralph exclaimed, beaming. "Whew! I feel better now. You sure you're not mad at me?"
"Well, I'm not so sure I like the idea of someone spying at us like that...."
"I was curious, that's all. I bet you would have done the same thing if you were in my place. I-I just couldn't take my eyes away. Jeez, you were really giving it to her!"
Bobby smiled shyly and felt the blood rushing to his cheeks.
"Does she dig doing it with guys our age or something?" Ralph asked. He felt his cock turning hard in his shorts.
Bobby was getting an erection, too. "Yeah." He paused for a minute. "Promise you won't tell anyone."
"Promise."
"I was balling her last summer, too."
"You're kidding!"
"Uh-unh. She picked me up the day before camp officially started. I was walking around just like you were yesterday, on the other side of the lake, and I kinda got lost and started hitching on that dirt road there and she drove by from town. First she drove me to her place because she needed help unloading a bunch of groceries she had in the back of the car, then she started feeling me up and all."
Bobby grinned, remembering that day. "I didn't know what the hell was going on. I thought she was drunk or something. But then one thing led to another, and we were getting it on all summer."
"What happened after camp broke up?"
"I had to split. We wrote back and forth for a while until she thought it better if we didn't in case my folks accidentally found one of her letters. Then I wrote her a few weeks ago telling her I'd be back again this summer. The letter finally arrived the morning I did. You should have seen the look on her face when she opened her door and saw me standing there!"
Ralph grinned and adjusted the front of his pants. "I can imagine."
"She your first lay?" Ralph asked.
"Yeah. But, man, she knows a lot. We've done stuff that would knock your eyes out."
"I believe it!"
"Have you lost your cherry yet?" Bobby asked.
Ralph looked at his wriggling toes and shook his head shamefully.
There was a pause. "Would you like to?"
Ralph looked up, eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. "You mean--? "
Bobby nodded, smiling.
"Really?"
"I think she'd go for it."
"What would you tell her?"
Bobby shrugged. "I'd tell her another handsome young guy would like to ball her brains out, that's what!"
Ralph giggled. "Wow, would I love that! What's she like anyway? What does she do? Does she live alone up there? How long has she been around?"
"Wait a minute! Not so many questions at once!" Then Bobby proceeded to tell all he knew about Anne.
"She really sounds like something."
"She is, man, she really is."
"She's got the biggest set of boobs I've ever seen."
"And the tightest cunt, too. Fucking her is unreal."
"She must dig it, too. I mean..." Ralph blushed. "The size of your cock and all. . . "
Bobby chuckled. "Yeah, well..."
"You're really hung. I wish my cock was that big."
"I'm sure you won't disappoint her."
"You really think she'll let me fuck her?"
"I'll talk to her. In fact I'm going to see her later this afternoon. If you can get away for a while, too, you can wait outside until I convince her."
"Sounds terrific!"
"Okay, it's a deal."
"Bobby, it's too dangerous," Anne said, shaking her head. "Too dangerous."
"Oh, come on, Anne. It'll be fun. He's a really nice guy and all-"
"I don't doubt it." She sighed. "I suppose something like this had to happen sooner or later. I mean about being seen by someone else. At least it was another boy and not a camp counselor or someone like that."
"You'll like him," he whispered in her ear, nibbling her earlobe.
Anne giggled and knew she was going to give in despite the ardent protests.
"What do you say, kiddo," he teased her, his tongue licking at her neck.
"Stop that," she said, brushing him away. "That tickles!"
"Should I go get him?"
"Get who?" she whispered, pressing her lips against his and reaching down to unzip his shorts. "Ralph."
"The boy?"
"Yes! Who else?" he laughed. "You mean here's here."
"He's waiting outside by that clump of trees."
"Bobby! You shouldn't have brought him up here."
"You're mad."
"No, but I'm a little annoyed."
"You won't be once you see him." Anne couldn't help smiling. "He's that good-looking, huh?"
Bobby shrugged. "See for yourself."
"Okay, bring him in."
"Great!" Bobby rushed out of the cabin and Anne sat up from the bed and straightened her hair.
"This is crazy," she said aloud. "I'm taking a hellofa chance. If word ever got around...."
She gasped with delight when the shy young boy walked sheepishly into the living room behind Bobby, who was grinning at Anne's expression.
I told you so, he thought to himself.
Anne put her arm around the bashful young boy, her eyes gazing downward to his crotch. His cock was plainly erect and pressing against the tight confines of his shorts, which looked at least a size too small for him. She followed the gentle curve of his buttocks, his slim physique, his smooth, pale complexion.
"You two could almost be taken for brothers," she whispered.
Bobby gave his friend a playful punch on the shoulder and winked at him. Ralph smiled back, very much aware of Anne's body pressing against his own. Her tits were so tantalizingly close....
"Anne, meet Ralph," Bobby said formally.
"I'm very happy to meet you," she said, brushing his cheek lightly with the back of her hand. He blushed at all the attention he was getting.
"You're adorable," she whispered in his ear, her warm breath fanning his neck.
Anne felt the familiar tingling between her thighs. The oozing wetness began to soak through her panties. Her fingers trembled. The boy was even more handsome than she imagined. She silently thanked Bobby for bringing him, for suggesting they all get together in the first place.
"Bobby tells me you were peeking in where you shouldn't have been," she teased him, her hand disappearing inside his T-shirt to caress his little nipples. They became quickly hard as pebbles.
"I didn't mean to ... I mean I don't go around doing that sort of thing, I mean-"
Anne shook her head. "There's no need to apologize. I understand. Your curiosity got the better of you."
"That's it!"
Anne smiled. "I was sure it was something like that."
Ralph stared hungrily at the woman's tits, which were straining against the tight confines of her halter top. Without a word, she reached around herself and undid the string holding the halter together. The material fell to the floor between her and Ralph and the horny youngster gasped in delight.
"Touch them," she whispered. The startled youngster reached out and grabbed hold of her left globes. He moaned, feeling her nipple thicken under his touch.
"You like it?" she asked, kissing his cheek.
"Oh yes, yes!"
"Let's go into my bedroom," she said, taking the dark-haired boy by the hand. Smiling in .anticipation of what was to come, Bobby followed behind them. He sat on the edge of her bed and started to undress as Anne put her arms around Ralph and they French kissed.
Ralph sucked on Anne's tongue, feeling her hand on his crotch.
"You're big," she whispered.
"Not as big as Bobby's cock," he whispered back, voice hoarse with emotion.
"You may not have a prick as thick as his, but it's very long. Long and thin. It'll make a pleasant change...."
"I've never balled before," he admitted shyly.
"I know. But don't be frightened. I'll help you. Bobby and I will both help you. We're all friends now.
She made the boy feel more at ease. He started to relax. She pressed his mouth against her gorged nipples and he sucked like an infant.
"Your lips are so wet and hot," she moaned.
He lifted her tits up, feeling their impressive weight, and she rubbed his crotch, feeling his cock pressing against his shorts.
"I want you," she said softly.
"And I want you," he replied.
Anne began undressing the excited young boy. He could do nothing but fondle her enormous tits. She pulled down his shorts and briefs and his lean pale member sprang to view.
"Ohhh yes," Anne sighed, running her fingers up and down the underside of his shaft. She admired his body, which was slightly more muscular looking than Bobby's, but the boy was still skinny, his buttocks boyishly slim.
She fisted his tool and he started to moan.
"Now undress me," she said.
He undid her jeans and peeled the skin-tight fabric down to the woman's ankles. She couldn't take her eyes from his hard cock, and as soon as the boy stood up again she was busily fisting it. He pulled down her panties and gasped at the sight of his first naked bush.
He didn't hesitate to touch her bush, to run his trembling fingers through it, feeling the curly hairs which were wet with her fuck fluid.
It was as if he and Anne were the only two people in the room. Bobby sensed this but didn't mind. He was content for the moment just to sit back on the bed and watch his friend lose his virginity.
Anne brought Ralph to her bed and Bobby moved to one corner to give them plenty of room. Anne winked at him and he smiled. His cock was hard. He started to masturbate.
"Fuck me, sweetheart," she whispered in Ralph's ears.
"I-I don't-"
"Sshh. I'll help you. I want to help you...."
She pulled him toward her, wrapping her legs around his waist. He felt her pussy hairs against his balls.
"Fuck me, darling," she whispered softly.
"I want to so much," he whispered back.
Bobby watched eagerly, his cock humping into the hollow of his fist. Fuck her, a voice in his head shouted. Fuck her. Fuck her!
"Ohhh you taste so sweet," Anne sighed as her tongue brushed over the boy's trembling lips. She felt him against her, his pale young body glistening with sweat, and the only thing that mattered to her now was to feel Ralph's burning cock deep inside her.
She explained to him what he had to do and he pushed forward while she took hold of his hard dick and guided it toward her honey hole.
"Ohhhh Jesus," he moaned when he felt her opening for him and his cockhead slipped inside of her vagina.
"Feels so good," she sighed blissfully, pressing his cheek against her breasts.
I can't believe I'm actually fucking this beautiful woman! he thought to himself, his body alive with new and wondrous sensations.
"That's it, baby. Put her up nice and good! Bobby thought, eyes gleaming with lust as he watched the sixteen-year-old boy and the voluptuous woman writhe together right in front of him.
She placed her other hand on his buttocks and he drove straight into her, gasping in delight as her cuntal muscles took firm hold of his thrusting member and pulled it into her snatch, deep, deep inside her.
"Ohhh, you're so hard and hot," she moaned, body moving sensually.
"I've never felt so fucking hot in all my life!" he burst out, his cock gliding effortlessly in and out of her inner depths.
"You're a natural, baby. See how easy it is?"
I'm doing it! I'm doing it! he thought gleefully.
He rejoiced in the sensation of his cock slicing through her cuntal flesh, becoming deeply embedded inside her, working, working, working. . .
"Ohhh jeez, this is the best. The fucking best!" he cried.
"Way to go, Ralph, way to go!" Bobby called out. He pumped on his swelling dick, rocking back and forth on his ass, sitting Indian-style on the bed, his back against the bed board, pillow wedged against the small of his back.
"I can feel it now," she groaned, closing her eyes and tightening her legs around his waist. "So sweet ... so hot and sweet...."
The boy started to pound into her, getting the hang of things quickly and making the most of that newly acquired knowledge.
"AHHH," Anne bellowed, reaching a quick and devastating orgasm.
This made young Ralph slam his pulsating cock into her wet hot depths even faster, not only to further enhance the woman's obvious pleasure but to hurry his own, which he could feel mounting steadily in his loins.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Anne screamed, her body flipping and flopping on the mattress.
"Ohhh God ... ohhh yeah ... jeez ... so good ... so fucking good ... yes ... man oh man ... so tight ... hotter than hell!" Ralph gasped between cock strokes.
Anne clawed his back, her fingernails forming welts. Her fingers dug into his buttocks, forcing him as deeply into her as possible. He tugged at her nipples with his teeth, driving her mad with desire. She couldn't stop screaming.
"FUCK MEEEE!" she yelped, bouncing so hard she nearly threw them both off the bed.
Bobby's fist was a mere blur as it moved rapidly up and down over his raging tumescence. He could feel his cock shaft expanding, his balls tightening in preparation of an oncoming orgasm.
His eyes were glued to what was going on only inches from him. He watched as his young friend fucked the life out of Anne. They're putting on one hellofa show! he thought, smiling as sweat dripped down from his chin.
With his free hand he caressed his balls, then he pressed his middle finger against his ass-hole and inserted it up his rectum, his butt writhing in delight as he got closer and closer to making contact with his prostate. The moment he did, his cock exploded, sending out great milky jets of cum.
"Ohhh shit," he groaned, closing his eyes and reveling in the wonderfully intense cock sensations. "Jesus oh Jesus that's good!"
He felt his cum oozing thickly over his knuckles, dripping onto his pubes and belly and inner thighs. He kept pumping, feeling the semen on his flesh.
Anne climaxed again, but sensed this would be the last one before Ralph finally came himself. She couldn't believe he stayed hard so long inside her. She couldn't wait for the next fuck.
Ralph made a growling noise at the back of his throat. A moment later he spilled his seed into her, crying out her name and rejoicing in what he later thought was the first true orgasm he had ever experienced. The pleasure was awesome!
And what was even better it seemed to go on and on and on, as if it would never end. He kept pumping and heaving forward, his member slamming deep inside the woman's tight, wet cunt.
"More! More!" she cried, humping back at him, feeling his lean member thickening noticeably, his prick head becoming swollen to three times its normal size.
Bobby finished cumming. He leaned back against the bedboard and breathed heavily. He debated whether to jack off again, but decided not to bother. Ralph was obviously cumming now, his body jerking against Anne's, and soon the woman would crave the thickness of his hard cock.
Bobby could wait.
"Ohhh that was delicious," Anne sighed when it was over. The boy's cock remained hard inside her and she told him not to pull out of her yet. She wanted more. She always wanted more....
She beckoned for Bobby to straddle her face so she could suck his cock.
Ralph started to move in and out of her again, his cock thrusts slow and easy. He was waiting for the fuck sensations to really start again, at which time he knew he would be carried away by their sheer intensity and begin to pound into Anne's tight cunt. But for the moment he was content tc go at it nice and easy.
"That's it, my sweet," Anne said, taking hold of
Bobby's member and pulling it down into her mouth. Bobby sat on her shoulders, his back to Ralph.
"Suck every inch, baby," he whispered to the woman, who did just as he asked. She tasted his cum residue and a watery after-cum oozed out of his piss slit, giving her a taste of the thick creamy essence to follow.
"That feels so good," Ralph sighed as he sliced through her innermost cuntal depths. He played with her tits as he fucked her, feeling her nipples enlarging under the pull of his fingers.
"My little fuck boys," Anne mumbled, Bobby's cock filling her mouth. Then she sucked the boy's hard young dick for all it was worth, feeling it swell already.
She reveled in the feel of Ralph's cock slipping in and out of her cunt, and of Bobby's thick member going in and out of her mouth. She had never made love to two people before, let alone two adolescent boys, and she was finding her experience very satisfying indeed.
Why didn't I think of this before, she wondered. I feel like a queen bee with all the worker bees swarming around me, taking nourishment from me, adoring me....
She sucked Bobby's cock harder and he started to hump into her mouth, feeding, his schlong to her.
Bobby's ass writhed ecstatically and a grin appeared on his smooth unblemished face. He could feel his dick thickening slightly, preparing for the sudden burst of pleasure and cum.
He couldn't wait to reach what already felt like an incredible orgasm.
Bobby felt Anne's tongue on his balls, as she let his cock slip out of her mouth. She continued to fist it, however, the saliva coating his shaft making a sucking noise as her fist went up and down over it.
She hoisted up his nuts with her other hand and licked underneath them. When the boy felt the tip of her tongue enter his ass-hole he nearly hit the ceiling. He clenched his teeth and threw his head back and howled with pleasure as his ass-hole opened all the way up for her, allowing her tongue to journey deep into his tight moist rectum.
He wriggled his butt as she continued to jerk him off, while at the same time eating out his bung hole.
The sensations she was producing were beyond words!
He climaxed, shuddering spasmodically, his cock shooting out great thick wads of milky white boy jism. He moaned ecstatically, the feeling of warmth and pleasure rising up to envelope his entire body.
"JE-SUS!" he cried, body bent forward almost double, cock spurting cum over his chest and belly.
Anne sucked on first one ball, then the other, then both, further increasing and prolonging his pleasure.
Ralph pounded into her faster and she could feel the whole room spinning in circles as her own orgasm erupted with blinding force.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she bellowed, humping back at the boy and throwing Bobby off. He continued to fist his cock, several more watery drops of semen exiting his piss slit, but for the most part his orgasm had passed. He lay panting, his body glowing like a neon light.
"Goddamn that was good," he muttered to himself, finally letting go of his cock and giving it a well-deserved rest.
Now Ralph had Anne all to himself. She grabbed him and held his body tightly against hers as they writhed on the bed.
He lifted her up by reaching underneath to cup her buttocks. He was on his knees now, continuing to slam into her, but now at a more exciting angle.
Anne couldn't have been happier with his angle of descent. His cock felt even thicker this way. She looked down the length of her body and saw his shaft moving in and out of her. His shaft was coated with her fuck juices, which thoroughly lubricated his thrusts.
She could feel the weight of his hard young member pressing against her clitoris, flattening it against the roof of her vaginal passage.
"Ohhh I can feel it, baby," she cried out ecstatically. "Can you feel it, too?"
"Christ, yes! It's going to be the best cum of my life!"
In and out, in and out, in and out. His cock head was swelling up, turning a deep purple color. He was grunting between thrusts, his entire body moving. .
"Can't take much more," Anne groaned, closing her eyes and feeling another orgasm crash over her like a wave on the beach.
"There's more," he gasped, voice hoarse with emotion. "I won't stop until you've cum a hundred times!"
"My little fuckboy! My darling little fuckboy!" Anne was beside herself with pleasure. She could see how much the youngster wanted to please her. That was the case with each of her young lovers. Every young boy she had ever had tried hard to ensure she would receive the most pleasure possible.
She could see by the expression on Ralph's sweating face that the battle was proving too much for him. He was trying so hard not to shoot his wad, but it was becoming increasingly more difficult to hold himself back short of pulling out of her completely and letting himself go soft before plunging into her again and renewing the surging sensations.
But Anne knew he wasn't about to go that far, and she didn't expect him to.
No matter what, she didn't want him to break his cock rhythm for even a moment. Give it to me, she thought. Give me every hard fucking inch of your darling hard cock!
She came repeatedly, like machine gun fire, rapid and intense.
Bobby sat and watched, feeling his cock coming to life again. But he was going to wait until they were finished. He was determined to fill her cunt next.
"OHHH RALPH YES, YES, YESSSSS!" she cried, arching her back and starting to sob.
"Here it comes, baby," Ralph gasped. "Ohhh God, this is gonna be good!"
"Keep driving it into me! Don't ever stop!"
"I can feel it now ... I can fucking feel it!"
"Don't ... stop ... ohhh ... ohhhh!"
He exploded inside her, falling on her with only his lower body moving. But it moved quickly, sending his dick into her with short penetrating thrusts.
Anne felt the tears running freely down her cheeks. The pleasure was absolutely awesome in its sheer intensity. She felt her body burning up as if she had been suddenly thrown into a raging fire.
"Give it to me! More! More! MORE!"
But the boy didn't have any more to give her. His cock strokes gradually slowed down and his cock heaved inside her, but was now empty of its precious contents.
He soon lay still on top of her. She wiped the tears from her eyes and slowly rolled over so they were both lying on their sides. They kissed, her tongue slipping wetly between his lips.
"You were wonderful, baby, simply wonderful!"
"That was the best, Anne. I thought my cock was going to melt!"
They both giggled like small children. Then Ralph pulled out of her and lay by her side.
Anne opened her arms for Bobby, and he crawled over to her embrace.
"Don't think I've forgotten about you," she whispered in his ear, so only he could hear.
He smiled. "I know. It's okay. I was just letting Ralph warm you up for me."
Anne chuckled and they embraced and French kissed. "I want you to fuck me in the ass," she said suddenly.
"In the ass?"
She nodded.
"We've never done that before."
"I know. I've been saving the best for last."
"Are you serious?"
"Sure! If you think my cunt is tight, wait until you corn-hole me."
Bobby's face brightened. "You sure."
"Don't you want to?"
He shrugged, but he felt the suggestive pulsations of his cock. It was getting hard again very quickly. The mere thought of fucking Anne's puckered orifice was arousing him fully.
"Well?"
Ralph looked on, his cock growing hard again, too. Up the ass? he thought. Do men and women really do that sort of thing? I thought only queers did....
"Okay. Why not?"
"I think your cock is giving you the go-ahead."
Bobby laughed. "I think you're right!"
"Go into the bathroom and fetch the small jar of vaseline in the medicine cabinet," Anne instructed him.
He was off in a flash.
Anne lay still, her body tingling in anticipation.
She turned to Ralph. Sit at the head of the bed," she said. "That way I can give you a nice little blow job while Bobby is fucking me in the ass."
"I was hoping I wasn't going to be left out!" He did as she asked, but only after a long passionate French kiss. After that his cock was a raging hard on, ready for Anne's hot wet lips.
Bobby returned with the jar of vaseline. He handed it to Anne and she sat up, unscrewing the top.
"First stick your middle finger into the jar, smear vaseline over it and slip it into my rectum to lubricate it. Then smear your cock with the vaseline and slip it into me. After that you're of your own."
"That's all there is to it?"
"That's it."
"Okay ... here goes..."
Anne rolled over onto her stomach, then brought her knees up and reared her ass up. Her puckered red orifice blinked at the young boy like a wrinkled eye.
Anne closed her eyes and moaned when she felt the boy's middle finger slip into her rectum. He moved it slowly in and out of her, watching the expression on her face, then pulled it out. Her hole glistened with the vaseline jelly.
Then Bobby rubbed his dick shaft with the jelly, enjoying the feel of it on his hardness.
"Are you ready?" he asked the woman.
"You better believe it!"
Smiling, he guided his vaseline-smeared member toward her glistening entrance. He pressed his swollen dick head against her opening and felt her giving way for him.
"God, I can feel it already," he gasped, her ass muscles clamping over his creamy tumescence.
"Shove it inside me!" Anne cried out. She held her breath, wondering if it was wise to over-excite the boy. With that huge cock of his, he might just split me in two if he slams in too quickly!
As if reading her thoughts, despite her obvious excitement, he slid into her slowly, getting the hang of moving inside her tight rectum. She gasped when he inserted the last couple of inches of his tool, until only his balls remained outside the confines of her ass passage.
"Ohhh sweet Jesus," Anne moaned.
Ralph held his cock up and brushed his prick head against her lips. Soon her tongue peered out from between her lips and she began licking his cock knob. That sent an exhilarating shiver up and down Ralph's spine.
Grabbing her ass cheeks with both hands, the eager boy wriggled his hips and drove his cock in and out of her shit chamber.
"Jeez, this really does feel good," Bobby said, a broad grin on his flushed face.
"I told you it would," Anne whispered, her tongue rolling over Ralph's glans. "Keep feeding my ass your wonderfully hard cock ... I want to feel every fucking inch of it!"
"Oh you will. You will!" he replied, doing just what she wanted him to do.
He started to pound into her, his balls slapping a steady tempo against her quivering ass cheeks. He looked down and watched his cock disappear between her buttocks, only to reappear briefly a moment later before being rammed back into her crack.
After moving in and out of her, he reached around and rubbed the flat of his palm over her pubis. She moaned appreciatively and he inserted his middle finger between her puffy vulva.
As if that was a secret signal, Anne took Ralph's peter into her mouth and started sucking it, swallowing all of his root, until her lips were kissing his pubic hairs.
Ralph lay back and wrapped his legs around the woman's neck while at the same time humping into her mouth.
The pressure building in her rectum merged with that emerging from her cunt and formed one wondrous sensation which soon had her giddy with lust. She writhed in ecstasy as his cock continued slamming in and out of her, filling her completely.
She heard the young boy moaning and it was music to her ears.
She sucked Ralph's cock as hard as she could, pressing her lips like suction cups over his shaft.
"Jesus you've got the best fucking tongue in the world!" Ralph blurted out. He burst into a bit of giggles. "Jesus," he gasped. "That feels so fucking good! I can't believe it!"
With one hand she caressed his scrotum, with the other she separated his ass cheeks and pressed her index finger against his rectal opening.
"Ohhh wow..." he sighed, rearing up to allow her better access to his tight virgin ass-hole.
He shivered from head to toe as he felt her finger slowly embedded itself in his ass passage. Tears filled his eyes as he let himself go completely and revel in the pleasure thrills he was now experiencing.
"Ohhh, man, this is dynamite!" Bobby exclaimed. His cock tempo was becoming more rapid by the minute. He fingered Anne's swollen clit button until he felt the hot rush of her fuck juices over his hand. She came, shutting her eyes firmly shut but continuing to suck Ralph's pulsating schlong.
The three of them worked like machines, each one coordinated to the needs of the other, all of them working together as one, bringing each other ultimate pleasure.
"Can't ... hold ... it ... back ... any ... longer..." Bobby grunted between manly thrusts.
"I love it! I love it! Love it!" he squealed, his voice as high as a little girl's. He was ramming into her so quickly his entire body was becoming a blur. "Ohhh God," he gasped. "Ohhh yes ... I can feel it now, baby ... can you feel it? I bet you can ... I'm almost there ... almost ... almost ... YEAAAAHHH!"
He came and the pressure inside his cock shaft felt as if a hurricane was being unleashed. He collapsed on top of the woman, his body bending over like a plastic mold over hers, but his cock continued its flashing movement in and out of Anne's tight ass chamber.
Anne came once. Twice. Three times. Five. Countless times. Over and over again as his fingers made magical sensations inside her pussy and his cock spurted thickly, adding to the tingling pressure inside her rectum.
Then Ralph came, his cock exploding like fireworks in her mouth. He humped so hard between her lips, she thought he would break her jaw!
Semen trickled out of the corners of her mouth and anus.
Ralph finished cumming, screaming in delight, and pulled out of her, his legs going spread-eagle on the bed, his chest heaving.
Anne felt herself passing out. She tried to hold onto consciousness, but it was impossible as long as the boy stud continued slamming into her and massaging her clitoris.
She gave a barely audible sigh and was out like a light. Bobby, not knowing she had passed out, continued ramming into her as hard as he could until he was milked completely of cum. Only then did he stop.
He pulled out of her tight confines reluctantly, then sat back, massaging his aching balls.
"Jesus, that was just incredible!" he gasped, smiling at Ralph.
Then Ralph noticed Anne wasn't moving. He nudged her, then looked up at Bobby in alarm.
Bobby's heart missed a beat. He started to shake Anne, too. Then he looked at his friend.
"She's not. . . "
"Don't be silly. Of course not. Get a glass of water from the bathroom. And bring back a wet towel."
When Bobby returned Ralph pressed the wet towel against the woman's forehead. He slapped both her cheeks and she moaned softly.
"She's coming around," he said. "Thank God for that."
"Ohhh," she sighed. "What ... where ... Ralph ... what happened ... Bobby? Bobby, you alright ... you look sick...."
"I'm okay, I'm okay. I thought for a minute. I thought ... that I killed you!"
She sat up, her head spinning. "God, that's never happened to me before. I actually fainted. Ohhh, my head..."
Bobby held the glass while she drank from it.
"Mmmmmm. That tastes good," she said, downing the rest of the water. "Whew! I feel better now, though my ass aches terribly. That was some fuck, baby," she said, brushing her fingers across Bobby's cheeks. "I really thought I was in heaven there for a minute."
Bobby looked at Ralph and they both smiled.
Anne put one arm around each boy and they rested their heads on her shoulders. They lay quietly for many minutes. Birds chirped outside Anne's bedroom window. Ralph sighed. Bobby closed his eyes and was soon fast asleep.
I've worn the poor boy out, Anne thought with a smile. She combed her fingers gently through Bobby's thick blonde hair. Her eyes traced the smooth contours of his developing body. He'll be a man soon and I'll lose him, she thought sadly.
"It's getting late," Ralph said.
"Yes," Anne agreed. "You both better be getting back to the camp. You'll be missed."
Ralph got up off the bed to dress and Bobby awoke, blinking his eyes rapidly.
"I think you two better be off," Anne whispered to him. "Can you come back tomorrow?"
Bobby stretched languidly. "We'll try," he said, yawning.
"I'm glad you introduced me to your friend." Bobby smiled. "So is he."
"You're not ... not jealous or anything, are you?" she asked, the thought having occurred to her earlier.
"Oh no! Otherwise I never would have brought Ralph. It's fun this way, isn't it? I mean, the three of us and all."
"It sure as hell is!"
"We'll keep it a secret between us."
"I think you better. If anyone else came up here it would be too dangerous."
Bobby smiled. "That's what you said before Ralph came."
Anne smiled wanly. "Touch'. But if we keep it up we'll have a commune."
"It'll just be the three of us," the boy reassured her. He stood up and started to dress.
"I wish we didn't have to go," Ralph said as he tied his sneaker laces.
"Oh, so do I, sweetheart, but tomorrow's another day. We'll have twice as much fun then."
"I can hardly wait!"
"Well," she smiled. "You'll just have to be patient."
"We all will," Bobby added.
The boys finished dressing while Anne pulled back on her jeans and fixed her halter top. She walked the boys outside, to the point where the hill started to slope downward.
"Be good boys," she said, kissing them both. "And get plenty of exercise," she added jokingly.
Bobby laughed. "We get plenty of exercise up here with you!"
Then both boys were running down the hill, waving behind to her. She sighed, wishing it was tomorrow morning already. Then she felt her stomach growl. She always felt hungry after good sex.
And now, she thought, I'm absolutely famished!
CHAPTER FIVE
Just when Anne was drifting off to sleep that night, there was a knock on her door.
Her first thought was: Oh my God, the police! Who else would be knocking this late at night. It was almost midnight.
Trembling, she slipped into her nightgown and opened the door. Bobby stood grinning at her.
"What are you doing here?" she whispered, as if they were being overheard. "You scared the life out of me. I thought they were coming to arrest me!"
Bobby chuckled. "You're becoming paranoid. I snuck out to see you. I thought we could have a swim in the lake. It's so muggy out, a cool dip would feel good."
Anne breathed a sigh of relief. "Bobby, you're really something. Come in and let me sit down for a minute before my heart pounds right through my chest."
"I'm sorry if I scared you. I didn't mean to."
They sat on her bed and Bobby put his arm around her.
Anne smiled. "I know you didn't, sweetheart. It's okay."
"What do you think of my idea? About taking a late-night swim. No one will see us."
"Well, how did you get out? Does anyone know you're out?"
Bobby laughed. "You make the camp sound like a prison. No, no one knows I'm here. Everyone in my cabin was asleep. Including Ralph, so I decided not to wake him."
"You wanted me all to yourself, eh?"
Bobby smiled. "You guessed it. I'm so horny, I'm going to shoot in my pants."
"Well, we can't have that, can we?"
She took his hand and walked him into her bedroom.
"I did sort of want a swim...."
"We can have one after we make love."
Then Anne slipped out of her nightgown and stood naked before the young boy. He nearly broke his neck getting out of his clothes. Suddenly a midnight swim in the moonlight didn't seem so important after all.
They embraced and fell giggling onto the bed.
The room was bathed in silvery moonlight, giving their naked bodies an eerie glow.
Anne pressed her lips against the boy's balls, licking them with her tongue. His cock was fully erect. It had been the moment he had entered Anne's cabin. He couldn't remember not having a hard on whenever he walked into the woman's cabin after that first afternoon with her.
After licking his balls until they glistened with her saliva, the tip of her fleshy tongue trailed up and down the underside of his enormous pecker, resting finally on his shiny red glans. She dipped her tongue-tip into his gaping piss slit and was rewarded with a watery drop of his pre-cum.
Then she fisted his tumescent tool, feeling the gorged cock veins pulsating with desire.
"I want to fuck you," he whispered, pawing her tits.
"Do you want me to be on top or on the bottom?" she asked, her voice a bare whisper.
"Bottom," he gasped, aroused excitement making his blood boil.
She let go of his jerking cock and lay back on the disheveled bed, spreading her legs wide so he could look right into the redolent recesses of her delicious cunt.
He positioned himself between her creamy thighs and entered her swiftly and to the hilt. She threw her head back and sighed ecstatically, feeling every hard inch of his large penis thrusting deep into her womb.
She wrapped her legs around his slim waist and reveled in the feeling of his hard dick slicing effortlessly through her inner cuntal depths. The pleasure started almost instantly. He reamed directly underneath her swollen clitoris, which dripped her fuck sauce and lubricated his frenzied thrusts.
"Give it to me," she gasped. "Ohhh, it's always so good when you fuck me!"
He said nothing. He was too intent on keeping from cumming. Having her like this, late at night, in the intimate quiet of her solitary cabin, away from the camp where he had illicitly stolen away, made their lovemaking that much more exciting for him.
And for Anne.
She moved in exact rhythm to his mighty cock thrusts, humping back at him and feeling (and hearing!) his balls slapping hard against her muff. Soon his breathing was labored and it was clear he was very much excited. His entire body moved when he slammed forward and when he pulled momentarily out of her.
"Bobby ... so sweet ... so lovely...."
"God!" he exclaimed, burying his face against her tits. "You feel tighter and wetter and hotter than you ever have before!"
"I can feel it, sweetheart ... I'm cumming so quickly...."
She exploded, crying out in complete abandonment. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets and her back was arched sharply, even with his weight pressing down on her.
He then stayed still inside her, his impossibly thick member stretching the woman's cuntal walls to the bursting point, until her orgasm passed. Her clit button was throwing out ecstatic fuck signals as it was pressed tightly against the roof of Anne's moist passage.
Anne's body was coated with sweat, as was the boy's. Their wet flesh slapped together, making sensual liquid noises each time he pressed against her. It was sheer ecstasy! He could feel his own orgasm approaching, and he thrust even harder and deeper to meet it head on. :
The bedsprings sounded as if orchestrating their passionate movements.
"So good ... so fucking good...." he gasped as he shoved his raging hard-on into her dripping snatch.
She humped faster to meet his deadly cock thrusts and the desired affect was achieved: she climaxed as if all the winds of the earth were raging simultaneously inside her twat chamber. She was blanketed in rich warm fuck sensations. She imagined both boys were fucking her at the same time, their two young cocks, one thick the other slender, were ramming into her with precise, penetrating jabs.
Her spine tingled as the pleasure shot through and through her.
Finally, after what seemed a very long time, the young boy shot his aching cum wad, filling her twat to the brim.
They both cried out in ecstasy, cumming at the same time (Anne for the hundreth time!) and writhing on the bed. Bobby thought his cock was being ripped from his body, the pleasure thrill was so piercingly keen.
It ended just as quickly as it had begun and Bobby pulled out of her, his penis still dripping thick stringy cum.
"Let's go for that swim now!" he exclaimed, jumping to his feet and stretching. "I feel terrific!"
"Mmmmmm ... so do I," Anne sighed, taking a deep breath and expeling it slowly.
"Let's do it then," Bobby said.
"We just did," Anne said sleepily.
"No!" Bobby giggled, shaking her. "I mean let's take a swim in the lake. Come on, don't fall asleep on me now. Let's go. It'll be fun!"
"Only if you promise never to leave me. We'll write your parents and inform them you're living with me from now on ... I'll adopt you."
"Sounds great," he said, pulling her up. "Now let's go! Get dressed!"
"I don't have a bathing suit."
"You won't need one. We'll go skinny dipping. Just put something on until we get to the lake."
"Where do you get all these wonderful ideas from?"
"Are you up now or what?"
"I'm up! I'm up! It was just so nice lying there ... so peaceful. . . "
Anne didn't bother with her underwear. She slipped into a pair of tight shorts and her halter top. Bobby pulled back on his briefs and shorts and T-shirt. He tied his sneaker laces and they walked out into the night air.
Anne took a deep breath and smiled. "It's wonderful out. Not too hot."
Bobby took her hand and they walked down the hill. "You sure no one will be up from the camp?" Anne asked.
"Nope. It's so quiet you can hear a pin drop."
"Then how come no one heard you leaving?"
"I was quieter than a dropping pin."
"Very funny."
The lake was blue-black in the silvery moonlight. Peaceful and still. Anne took a good look around and saw no one. She and Bobby were all alone, and it seemed as if they were the only people alive on earth. Adam and Eve.
They stood before the water and undressed.
Because the only pier from which to dive into the water was on the other side of the lake, Anne and Bobby had to walk into the water until it was sufficiently deep enough for them to begin swimming. They didn't have to walk far before the water was lapping around their waists.
"It's a little cold," Anne said, gritting her teeth.
"But it feels good!" the boy enthused.
They swam languidly, Anne doing a back float while the boy dove underwater to see how long he could hold his breath. After a while this made
Anne nervous. At one point he seemed to be underwater for many minutes. Anne suddenly felt his arms around her legs, forcing her backward.
"Oh!" she gasped, holding her breath just before she slipped under the water's surface.
They both came up giggling and spluttering water. Then their laughter stopped and they embraced, hot eager lips pressing together. Their feet were barely touching the surface so it was difficult to remain afloat.
Bobby cupped the woman's loins with his right hand, his middle finger slipping wetly between her cunt lips. She moaned and nibbled on his earlobe as he started to finger fuck her cunt.
She in turn fondled his balls, delighted to find his cock was as hard as a rock despite the cool temperature of the water.
"Now I know your cock is never soft," she whispered in his ear.
He smiled. "See? I told you so!"
"Let's go by that clump of rocks over there and fuck our brains out," she said as she licked his lips and cheek.
They swam back to the lakeside and, with bodies dripping, fell to the ground in each other's arms.
"Mmmmmm," Anne sighed as she felt his lips on her pointed nipple. "This is heaven ... absolute heaven!"
She took his torrid member in her mouth, feeling it pulsating madely, and began sucking it while he reinserted his middle finger up her tight wet snatch. His balls dripped water as she played with them, kneading the sac until the boy was moaning passionately.
She caressed his slender ass cheeks and placed her forefinger against his puckered red bung hole. While she sucked him, the moonlight illuminating their bodies, she finger-fucked his rectum, further increasing his pleasure.
His blonde pubic hairs tickled the tip of her nose each time her head lowered and her lips slid wetly down his shaft.
"Let me eat your pussy while you blow me," he said and they quickly maneuvered themselves into a sixty-nine position, both their bodies pressing against each other, his ass digging into the soft earth.
He separated her cunt lips with thumb and forefinger and went to work, his tongue scooping out mouthfuls of her spicy sauce.
Jeez, this tastes good! he thought, her fuck sauce trickling down his throat like expensive champagne.
The water lapped gently against the shore, establishing a subtle rhythm to their sucking. Anne's head bobbed slowly up and down and she tasted every square inch of his raging member, pining for his boyishly sweet cum sauce.
Then his ass started to wriggle and his hips moved to an inner beat, an inner urge which could not be ignored. His prick head blossomed to three times its normal size and his entire cock shaft thickened noticeably.
Anne now sucked harder, clamped her lips over his tumescence even harder.
The boy's cute young face was pressed against Anne's inner thigh as his tongue whipped across her sensitive clit button, making it cry out for joy. The rumblings in her womb intensified and spread up her cunt channel in waves.
Anne's finger pressed hard against Bobby's prostate gland.
The world around the stripling started to spin before his eyes. He moaned ecstatically, feeling the cum rising in his cock shaft like mercury in a thermometer. He couldn't wait for that explosive moment when pleasure would spread throughout his entire body, when he would want to yell out in ecstasy.
Anne's lips and tongue were particularly hot now, burning through his cock shaft as if he was being branded. Her lips were embracing his member passionately, the tip of her fleshy tongue drilling deep into his gaping piss slit, where she could taste the beginnings of his milky white jism.
His tool started to jerk tremulously against her cheek. She rubbed his glans against the roof of her mouth until he squealed with pleasure. She knew it wouldn't be long now before he would be filling her mouth to the brim with his sexy thick sauce.
She rubbed the flat of her palm over his balls, pulling her finger out of his bung hole, then ramming it forcefully back up until his back arched and he shot his cock like a rocket into her mouth.
Pleasure was mounting steadily in her loins. His tongue was licking and scooping and flicking and whipping her clit to a frenzy. Anne suddenly exploded, and he had all the fuck juice he could possibly cope with.
Her lips were like suction cups over his fuck rod as she milked his prick. She squeezed his balls until he was ready to cry out in pain, then she finger-fucked him until he did.
All this was building up until he whimpered like a frightened child, as if the impending pleasure thrill was too awesome to even cope with, and, to the woman's delight, she tasted his spurting gism wads.
Nothing tasted more delicious than an adolescent boy's fresh sperm! she thought, swallowing wad after precious, sizzling wad of his lusty cream.
His fingernails dug into her flanks as he came, his body shuddering in pleasure.
She eagerly swallowed every drop of his delicious cum sauce, pining for more. At the same time she climaxed, his tongue making sparks fly from her sensitive clit button. The pleasure was indescribably keen. It permeated her entire body, giving her more pleasure than she thought possible. His prick soon fell helplessly from her lips as she cried out in ecstasy.
His cock jerked spasmodically against his belly, still throwing out thick wads of cum which fell to the ground between them, or dripped down his chest, or his pubes and balls.
He gasped, reveling in the jabs of pleasure shooting up his tumescent member. The whole universe seemed in that moment to shrink down to his prick, and the sensations coming from it.
That was all that mattered to the youngster. All he cared about was reveling in the sweetest sensations possible. His mouth left the woman's dripping ooze and he lay back, arms and legs spread apart, moaning and sighing in delight.
Then, without a word, Anne surprised him by leaping to her feet and running back into the water, giggling like a little girl. He ran after her and they wrestled joyously in the water.
They swam gracefully, admiring each other's body in the pale moonlight. Bobby loved the way the water dripped from the tips of her breasts. She admired his handsome face, unblemished and glistening with water. He smiled and his white teeth shined like a beacon in the night.
They swam leisurely back to the shore and, their bodies half in, half out of the water, they fucked, the water turning into a whirlpool as he thrust into her again and again and again.
Her cries of pleasure were drowned out by the splashing water as his lower body moved frantically against hers, sending his dick deep into the wondrous confines of her tight pussy.
She threw her head back and howled into the night and neither of them cared if they were suddenly caught.
He continued shoving his cock into her even after he came. She clutched him tighter to her and tears filled her eyes. She started to sob helplessly as he made her cum again and again.
His cock seemed to balloon inside her and become a shaft of steel.
When finally he stopped, after cumming four times in a row, they were both exhausted. He pulled out of her, his cock limp but still impressive-looking, and they parted. It seemed to them both, as Bobby made his way back to the camp and Anne climbed the hill to her cabin and much-needed sleep, that what had happened was all a dream.
Surprisingly enough, despite all their exertion, they both woke up thoroughly refreshed the following morning.
CHAPTER SIX
Out of all the camp counselors, most of whom were in their midto upper twenties, Bill was the one most disliked by the boys. At thirty-seven he was also the oldest counselor. Bill tended to be moody, impatient, and had a habit of giving laps to run to boys who were out of line in any way.
He gave Bobby and Ralph each twenty-five laps to run when he saw them walking up the hill on the other side of the lake one afternoon when they should have been attending swimming lessons.
"What the hell were you two doing on the far side of the lake?" he asked the boys.
Neither youngster would meet his level gaze. "Uh, nothing, sir," Bobby said, stuttering his words nervously.
"I know when boys have been up to no good. Now what have you two been doing?"
"Nothing, sir, honest," Ralph said meekly.
"You've been hanging around each other a lot, I've noticed. Maybe you're more than just friends, get my meaning?"
Both boys blushed scarlet.
"You been fooling around with each other?" he leered. "Playing with each other's peters up there where no one could see you? Huh? Well?"
"No!" Bobby said, his lower lip trembling. He held back tears of humiliation. Ralph stood mutely by his side. He wanted to smack Bill right in the mouth.
Bill laughed. "Well, if I catch you two playing with each other, I'll string you up by your balls. If you have any. Now run those laps as if your lives depended on it. Fast!"
After they had finished, he watched them drag themselves back to their bunks where they collapsed, exhausted. "Something's funny with those two," he said under his breath. Then he looked across the lake. "That's the second time I saw them going up there. I should have done something the first time. What the hell are they doing up there? Picking flowers?" He laughed.
But curiosity got the better of him. He didn't like the expressions on their faces when he had questioned them. Maybe they were dicking around. But Bill didn't really think so. He had a feeling someone else was up there on that hill. Either someone or something was drawing the two boys up there like magnets. He was sure if they had been up there twice, they had been there many times.
The following morning, he decided to take a look for himself.
He was in good physical shape for his age. He was hardly out of breath by the time he reached the top at a brisk pace. He was surprised to see the cabin. In all the years he had been at the camp he hadn't realized someone was living here.
"Ohhh, Jesus, yes, yes!" a woman's voice cried out.
"What the hell?" he asked himself.
"Feels so good ... again ... again..."
A smile of recognition crossed his face. He made his way quietly to the side of the cabin and carefully peered into Anne's bedroom window which, as usual during the hot summer months, was wide open.
His eyes widened in surprise when he looked in and saw a naked woman-an incredibly beautiful, voluptuous womanlying spread eagle on the bed, masturbating.
His cock sprang to life in his pants and his heartbeat quickened.
He watched, completely mesmerized, as Anne fingered her clitoris, her entire hand coated with her sticky fuck juice. Her face was screwed up into a mask of pleasure as she neared her climax.
She was thinking of Bobby and Ralph and what they had done together the previous afternoon. Bobby's cock had been in her cunt and Ralph's was in her ass. Together they brought her to a tumultuous orgasm. She tried to relive the feelings she had experienced then by ardently finger fucking herself.
She writhed ecstatically on the bed, the disheveled sheets becoming hopelessly wrapped around her legs.
"God, yes ... give it to me ... every fucking inch ... beautiful ... ohhh Christ, yes, yes, yesss!"
So this is what the boys have been coming up to see, the man thought, rubbing his crotch. I bet they've been standing in this very spot, like dirty old men, jerking off or something while she gets it on with herself.
Or maybe, he thought, they've been doing more than that. Maybe ... no ... that's too farfetched. They're only kids. A woman that beautiful-God, what tits!-is used to better than a couple of adolescent boys!
Or is she?
Bill shook his head. Nonsense. Someone's living here with her. A boyfriend or a husband. Or maybe, he thought, smiling, she lives by herself and-likes to cum by her own fingers. Maybe she's frigid! That must be it!
In that case she could probably do with a little company....
He watched with fascination as her fingers went in and out of her dripping vagina. She arched her back, plunging her fingers repeatedly into her wet gash, and cried aloud in pleasure. Bill had never seen anything like it before. He had never seen a woman playing with herself. He was finding it very exciting, very arousing. His cock was as hard as a rock!
Anne cried out in ecstasy as her body shuddered spasmodically. Then she lay perfectly still and slowly pulled her fingers out of her cunt.
"God. . . "she sighed.
She stood up, stretched, and put on an old terry cloth robe.
"I've got to do it," Bill whispered to himself. "She's gotten me so fucking horny I'll cum in my pants if I don't have her!"
Without giving it a second thought, strictly on the spur of the moment, he walked to the front of the cabin, held his breath for an instant, then knocked.
Anne rushed to open the door, thinking it was either Bobby or Ralph, or both boys. Her smile quickly faded when she saw the coarse-looking man standing before her. She sensed trouble immediately.
"Mind if I come in?" he asked her, smiling.
"Uh, who are you, if you don't mind my asking?"
"Of course not," he said cheerfully, eyeing her bulging tits beneath the robe. "My name's Bill. I'm a counselor at the boy's camp across the lake."
Anne's heart started to thump against her chest, gathering momentum. She turned suddenly pale, the color draining from her face. Bill frowned, noticing her strange reaction as soon as he mentioned he was a camp counselor. Something is fishy, he thought.
"Can I come in?" Bill asked.
"Yes, I ... I suppose so." She stood to one side so he could enter the cabin. "What brings you up here?" she asked, trying to keep calm. "Is one of the boys lost or something?"
"Well, not exactly," he said slowly. "Mind if I sit down? No, no one's lost, but I have noticed two of our boys coming up here quite a lot. They're not really supposed to be on the other side of the lake from the camp. They could get hurt and we'd have no way of knowing until we noticed they were missing. You understand."
"Of course. Two boys you say?" She tried to sound completely innocent.
Bill smiled. "Yeah. Bobby and Ralph. I thought maybe they were coming up here to see you. I wasn't aware anyone was living here."
"I don't recall seeing any boys. I certainly would have remembered if I had. Perhaps they hadn't gone all the way up the hill. It's a long walk to the top here."
"Yeah, maybe you're right. I didn't think of that. I was just wondering what was so interesting up here. Tell me, do you live here alone?"
"Yes, Why do you ask?"
He shrugged. "Just curious. You look a little nervous. Have I said something to disturb you. Or an I interrupting anything?"
Anne blushed. "No, nothing, nothing."
Bill stood up and faced Anne. He smiled. He reached out and slipped his hand inside Anne's robe. She stepped back when he cupped her breast.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she said in a choked voice. She looked at him in alarm.
"It must get lonely up here," he said, advancing toward her, forcing her back against the wall. "Otherwise why would you be fingering your cunt like you just were? I think you need a man to make you happy now and then."
Anne's face registered shock and shame. She pulled the robe tightly around herself. This made Bill laugh uproariously.
"Come on, sweetheart, let's have a little fun. Just the two of us...." He put one arm around her waist, the other up the inside of her robe. Her pussy hairs were wet with her juices. She felt his middle finger slipping between her cunt lips.
"Jesus!" she exclaimed. "What the hell do you think you're doing!"
He kept her pinned against the wall with his body. She felt his erection pressing hungrily against her upper thigh. She felt his finger jabbing deep into her vagina and despite her fear and revulsion she was becoming aroused. Her legs were becoming rubbery and the wetness was coating her cunt passage.
"Don't!" she shouted, but he sensed the lack of conviction in her voice.
He undid the belt holding together her robe and it opened, revealing her exquisite tits. He cupped them with both hands, lifting one up to his lips. She felt his lips on her nipples as he pressed his knee against her groin to keep her against the wall.
Her nipple became pointed and hard. She moaned, but still tried to get away from him, at odds with herself, her inner feelings.
I don't want this man to touch me, but it's been so long since a real man has had me. I've become so used to tender young boys ... I can use a change ... yes ... yes...
"Those boys have been here, haven't they?" he rasped, as if reading her very thoughts.
"No!" she cried out.
"Don't tell me all you do is sit around and masturbate," he said, laughing. His fingers dug into her tit flesh and she winced in pain. Pleasure and pain.
"I've never seen those boys ... never...."
"I don't believe you. I bet you've had them both ... you've seduced them, haven't you? Haven't you!"
"No, damn you ... no!"
"Okay, so well play your little game." He jammed two fingers all the way up her cunt and she cried out, her lower body melting in ecstasy.
He felt her swollen clit button and played with it until his whole hand was wet with her hot juices.
Then she came, leaning against him, her arms going around his neck.
His hand left her cunt, and with trembling fingers he unzipped his fly, reached into his pants, and pulled out his prick.
"Spread for me, baby," he whispered hoarsely. "You're going to love this."
He rammed his phallus up her cunt with one blinding thrust, slamming her ass against the wall. He reached under her, grabbing her buttocks with both hands, and lifted her up. She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist, her back pressed for support against the wall, and he humped into her with fierce thrusts.
"Oh! OHHH!" she cried, pressing her cheek against his.
"Bet you haven't had something this good in a long time," he gasped, slamming into her with all his might.
She climaxed quickly, her fuck juice oozing down the inside of her thighs. She began sobbing, pleasure and pain intermingling to form one incredible sensation which made her feel as weak as a kitten. She couldn't pull away from him now even if she wanted to, or was able to. She was enjoying what he was doing to her. It was savage, it was rough, it was virtually rape, but she went with it, reveling in the keen sensations he was producing inside her cunt passage.
It felt like a steel rod was being thrust between her legs, icy cold yet burning hot. She pulled up his shirt and her nails raked up and down his back and shoulders. This seemed to add to his pleasure. He plowed into her harder, his tool slicing through her innermost cuntal depths.
Finally, overcome by cock sensations, he spilled his thick seed inside her. Their moans filled the air. Tears streamed down her face. The pleasure was indescribably keen. It felt as if an electric current was flowing unchecked through her entire body. She loved the feeling!
He gasped as the last wad of fuck sauce left his thrusting member. He carried her to her bed, his cock still firmly lodged deep inside her. Then, as she lay half dead on the mattress, he started pounding into her again.
"No!" she cried. "Stop ... it's too much ... Jesus!"
"You need this, baby, and I won't stop until you're satisfied completely!"
' He's crazy, she thought. I have to be careful now ... what if he really thinks the boys have been up to see me ... he could bring the world down on all three of us! She let him ravage her.
When he came again, he howled like an animal in heat. She couldn't hold herself back any longer. She held onto him tightly, as if he was about to carry her off into the sky, and she climaxed with him, tears coursing down her quivering cheeks.
Only then did he pull out of her. His cock was limp now, and not nearly as big as Bobby's, though it was meaty and thick. But he knows how to use it, Anne thought, wiping sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. Her lower body felt absolutely numb.
"You're not finished yet, are you?" he said, leering down at her menancingly.
"What do you want from me?"
He laughed. "That should be my question." He held his cock to her. "And this is the answer. Suck it, bitch. Suck it until your teeth fall out!" He pulled her head up by the hair with one hand and with the other forced his half erect member between her lips.
She did as he wanted and sucked him until his cock grews thick and hard. Then he started humping it into her mouth while at the same time fondling her tits and finger-fucking her cunt.
As he came near to cumming, he grew more gentle. His movements were slow and caressing. Anne found herself enjoying the task before her. She sucked his cock more eagerly, her lips like suction cups over his tumescence. He tasted of her cream and spent jism.
"Baby, you sure know how to suck a man's cock ... those boys must be in heaven when they're with you...."
It's blackmail, she thought. He's blackmailing me! He's forcing me to have sex with him and reminding me that he knows all about the boys. But he can't be certain ... Bobby and Ralph have been so careful ... he couldn't possibly have actually seen anything....
He's only putting together random pieces of a puzzle. He must be ... I can't let him deceive me ... I can't!
She gripped his balls and gave them a painful squeeze, which had the opposite effect on him. He smiled and shivered in delight.
"Suck it, baby ... squeeze my nuts all you want ... Christ, you're good ... I haven't had my cock sucked this good in years ... since I was a fucking kid!"
When he came, he filled her mouth with his rich essence. It oozed out of the corners of her mouth. But she swallowed, admitting to herself she was hooked on sperm, whether it came from a boy's cock or a man's. Either way it tasted delicious, but of course if she had her choice she would much rather be tasting fresh boy jism. There was nothing quite like that taste!
She licked the last of the cum from his glans and, satisfied, he lay back on her rumpled bed.
"That was good, honey ... really fine."
She wiped the cum residue from her lips with her tongue and smiled. He looked slightly ridiculous, his pants and jockey shorts down to his ankles, shirt wrinkled and torn in one spot where her fingernail had dug into his flesh.
But she didn't want him to see her smile. She wasn't sure what his reaction would be. He was obviously unstable. Now that it was over she wanted him to leave. Quickly.
"Looks like we might have a little arrangement going for us, honey," he said gleefully, like a young boy.
"What do you mean?" she asked, already knowing just what it was he had in mind.
"Oh, come on, you know just what I mean. It's obvious the two boys I mentioned have been up this hill to see you. I bet you've all been fucking your brains out."
"You bet wrong, mister."
He laughed. "Maybe. But I'm willing to take a chance that I'm right on the mark. I haven't questioned the boys at any great length, but they've acted more than a little bit funny to the questions I have asked them."
"You're a bastard, you know that? I think the owners of the camp should hear about this."
"Go right ahead. Get the cops in on it, too, for all I care."
Anne smiled. Bill didn't like the look of that smile. Suddenly the woman wasn't as uncertain of herself or as frightened of him. For the first time since the thought of blackmailing her first hit him only a short while ago, he was having serious second thoughts.
He didn't know, after all, for certain that the boys were seeing her for the expressed purpose of sex. Or if they were seeing her at all, for that matter. It could all be a great coincidence. All of a sudden he wished he had never walked up the hill to investigate.
"You're a very stupid man," she said steadily, her eyes burning with hatred. "I know you don't know for certain if I have been seeing either or both of these two boys. You may think you know for sure but you have no proof. And you won't be getting any proof from the boys, I can assure you that."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because if they have been seeing me they know a good thing when they have it, hence they wouldn't screw it all up by admitting anything. And if they haven't been seeing me at all then there's nothing to confess to in the first place."
"You could do without the publicity ... the rumors I could start."
Again Anne flashed him an icy smile. "You seem to have forgotten you've just raped me."
"Raped you! You loved every fucking minute of it!"
Anne laughed. "Your word against mine, mister. Talk about rumors, I'll have you fired from that camp of yours so quick you won't know what hit you. Not only for raping me, but for molesting those two boys."
"What!"
"If they would testify to anything, it would be that, believe me."
"Then they have been up here! You've been fucking both of them. And they're just kids!"
"I'm not forcing them into anything."
"But you admit it, don't you."
"I admit to nothing, and even if I did now to you, it would be your word against mine. I think we've reached a stalemate, mister."
"You cunt."
She laughed. "You bastard."
"What have those two kids got that I haven't, huh? Answer me that."
"I don't have to answer you anything. All I have to say is you leave me alone and I leave you alone. You say a word to anyone-anyone-about the boys coming up here to see me and you'll be in such hot water you'll wish you never saw me. From now on, if the boys want to come and see me, either together or by themselves, you're to turn your head the other way. Understood?"
"And if I say no? If I blow the whistle?"
"Then we'll all go down the drain."
"Including the boys, remember."
"I realize that. But we, as adults, have the most to lose. You in particular. Raping a lonely woman and sodomizing two adolescent boys ... I don't think you'd want that to get around, true or not."
"I have to hand it to you, baby, you have it all figured out. I suppose that's what I get for being so impulsive. Seeing you masturbating like that ... I couldn't help myself ... it gets lonely in that camp, you know, with just a bunch of snot-nosed kids around to look after. Crybabies and bed-wetters."
"My heard bleeds for you. Find yourself another job if this one doesn't suit you."
'Thanks for the sympathy. I can use a good-looking woman now and then."
"I'm not your whore."
"But you're a whore for those two kids, eh? Is that it?"
"No, that's not it. They don't consider me a whore, as you obviously do, and neither do I."
"And that's all there is to it, eh?"
"That's all there is to it, yes."
"Just once in a while," he pleaded. I'll keep all this a secret, about you and those two kids, but let me have a little, too. Say when. Anytime."
Anne shook her head.
"You want me to get on my knees and beg you? I will."
"Don't be ridiculous. All I want is for you to get out."
"A hand job ... anything, for Christ's sake."
"You're pathetic."
"And so are you, fucking little boys! If this got out and the newspapers got hold of it ... the boys' parents ... you'd be up shit creek!"
Anne sighed. "It might sound strange to you, but I love the boys and they love me. I don't love you. It's as simple as that."
"Everything should be that simple."
"Unfortunately, they're not."
He stood up and buttoned his pants. He looked thoroughly dejected.
"What's your name?" Anne asked, noting that although he wasn't a particularly handsome man, he wasn't unattractive, either. Despite his macho facade, he was obviously a lonely individual. She couldn't help feeling sorry for him. Anyone taking the chance he just had, attacking her and later trying to blackmail her into a purely sexual relationship had to be pitied.
"What the hell's the difference?" he said, turning around to gaze down at her naked body with unconcealed lust.
Anne suddenly realized she was completely naked. Her robe was lying in a heap by the front door. She surprised herself by blushing, but she didn't move to cover herself. Her heart started to beat faster.
"I'm the one who should be on the defensive, remember?" she said, eyeing him steadily, though her cheeks burned.
"Bill."
"Mine's Anne. Just in case you were curious to know the name of the woman you just raped. Not to mention watched while she masturbated. I bet the kids at camp love you."
He laughed. "They can't stand me and I know it, but I couldn't give a shit. Half those kids should have their asses kicked in."
"And you're just the man to do it I bet."
"Sometimes it's hard to hold back from doing just that."
"Just like it was hard not to fuck me."
"You've made your point. I'm leaving."
She stood up. "Wait." They faced each other with uncertainty.
Without saying a word Anne unzipped his pants and caressed his cock through his shorts until she felt it growing hard. Then she slipped her hand inside his underpants and massaged his balls, the back of her hand running up and down over his growing erection. His breathing grew hoarse.
He put his arms around her and she didn't pull away. They kissed and her tongue entered his mouth. He sucked on it, pressing his loins against her probing fingers. He let his hand drop onto her thigh. Then his fingers were combing through her thick patch of pubic hairs. He felt them becoming wet with her exciting juices.
She moaned as their tongues battled against each other. His middle finger entered her snatch and found her clit. It massaged the swollen nubbin of pleasure until Anne's knees started to quiver.
"Now you can fuck me," she whispered.
They fell back on the bed and she helped him undress.
His thick cock sprang out of his pants and into her hand. She stroked him as he unbuttoned his shirt.
"Fuck me," she gasped, feeling so excited (and not really knowing why; after all, he wasn't a young boy, he wasn't that good looking and really she couldn't care less about him), she could hardly breathe.
"You're one strange bitch," he said. Then he entered her with such demanding forcefulness he took her breath away.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on for dear life as he gave her one of the most exhilarating fucks of her life.
Why am I doing this? she thought. What would Bobby or Ralph say if either of them saw me now? But it does feel so damn good! Maybe I do need a real man once in a while. A change of pace.
He started to moan and his cock thrusts became more penetrating. He was slamming into her so quickly she thought he was going to have a heart attack. The entire bed was moving. It felt as if it was sliding clear across the room. They bounced and screamed and humped together, their naked, sweating bodies pressing together in mutual need and passion.
"It's good!" she cried. "So fucking good!"
"Take it, baby," he hissed. "Every fucking inch ... you love it, don't you? Don't you?"
"Yes! Yes!"
"I bet you take it up the ass, too, don't you."
"Yes! Christ, yes!"
He pulled out of her cunt, his member dripping with her sauce. He lifted up her rump and slammed into her rectum. Anne screamed. The pain was awesome, but it was quickly overshadowed by pleasure, overwhelming pleasure which swept up her body and made her climax repeatedly.
He helped the intensity of her orgasms by fingering her clitoris. Her screams filled his ears, made him want to split her in two.
He had practically his entire hand up her cunt now, and Anne thought she was going to pass out. The pleasure thrills never let up. Her mind reeled as her body was bathed in ecstasy. She had never experienced anything like it, even with Bobby and Ralph.
He was a human fuck machine, slamming into her fiercely and expertly. Her rectum tingled in delight and she could feel her ass walls being stretched to their full capacity.
"GOD ALMIGHTY!" she bellowed. He had her hunched over almost double against the bedboard, the pillow wedged under the small of her back. He continued to slam into her with breathtaking precision, again and again, not letting up for a moment.
Finally, when she felt consciousness slipping away from her and she had long lost count of the number of orgasms she had had, he came like thunder inside her ass passage.
His nails dug into her flesh and his other hand moved deep inside her dripping vagina. Anne couldn't stop screaming.
He pulled his hand out of her cunt with a wet pop and shoved his cock as deep into her ass passage as it would go. Anne's body shuddered as if she were having an epileptic fit. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets until only the whites showed. She moaned incessantly, her head moving quickly to and fro.
Bill pulled his cock out of her and lay panting by her side, his heart pounding forcefully against his chest.
Anne's lower body felt absolutely numb.
"I'll go now," he said. His balls ached as if he had just been kicked in the groin. But he felt good. He hadn't cum like that in a long time. He had almost forgotten how good an orgasm could really feel. He started to dress.
Anne stood up as he finished dressing and pulled on her robe. She felt like a long soak in the tub.
"Can I see you again," he asked as she opened the door for him.
"Can you be reached at the camp?"
"I can give you a number to call."
"All right. But I won't promise anything. If I call, I call. But the understanding between us is this: you're never to say anything to any one about the two boys, and if you see them walking up the hill to see me you're not to stop them. In other words, I don't want anyone-and I mean anyone-to know about the boys and me."
"What about us?"
"The same thing applies. Keep your mouth shut. Do you think you can do that?" He smiled. "I think so."
"And remember. I call you, you don't call on ... m ... me.
"I'm not getting much in this bargain."
"If I decide to call you, you'll be getting more than enough."
Again he laughed. "Okay. Then I'll be seeing you."
"Maybe," she said, closing the door.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Would you like a shower?"
"Yes," Bobby said, catching his breath. "I am kind of smelly. I ran all the way up the hill and it's awfully hot out."
"We'll take one together."
He beamed, feeling his cock twitch with anticipation. "I'd like that!"
"I thought you would," Anne said, smiling. "I was about to take one myself, actually."
Bobby sat on the edge of her bed and suddenly looked deep in thought.
"Is there something wrong?" Anne asked, sitting beside him and putting a protective arm around his shoulders. He leaned against her, feeling the comforting warmth of her body.
"Not ... really..."
"What is it?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. One of the counselors has been giving me funny looks lately."
"Oh? Who?"
"He's a really mean bastard. Everyone hates him."
"What kind of looks has he been giving you?" she asked, her heart pounding.
"Oh, I don't know ... he smiles at me kind of funny sometimes, like ... like ... I don't know ... like he knows something about me, a secret or something. Ralph told me the same thing. He's been giving him funny looks, too."
"What's the counselor's name?" Anne asked, already knowing the answer.
"Bill."
The name seemed to pierce right through her heart. "I wouldn't worry about it if I were you. It's probably nothing. You're just imagining it."
"I think he knows something. I mean, about us. About us coming up the hill to see you, I mean."
"What makes you think that?"
"He caught us once. On the way back. And I think he's seen us other times, too. I didn't want to worry you. He made us do laps because we're not allowed on this side of the lake."
"Laps?"
"Yeah. He makes us run as a punishment. He had a thing about physical fitness. He's a little crazy, I think."
Bobby blushed and looked away.
"Come on. You can tell me."
"He accused Ralph and I..." Bobby suddenly broke out laughing. "He's really nuts ... he thought we were ... making it together ... I think he thinks we're queers!"
"He does sound crazy. Has he said anything to anyone?"
Bobby shook his head. "I don't think so. I think I would have heard from one of the other guys if he had."
"That's good," Anne said, breathing a sigh of relief. She debated whether to tell Bobby about her encounter with Bill.
"Is he really bothering you, this Bill?" she asked.
"No. Not really. Just that once. In fact he's sort of staying away from us. I could swear he saw Ralph and me coming up the hill the other day but he said nothing. He just sort of smiled. Really weird-looking, his smiles."
"I know." Anne said thoughtfully, half to herself.
Bobby looked at her and frowned. "You know him?"
"No. I mean, well, I guess there's no point lying to you."
"What happened?" he asked in alarm. "Has he come up here?"
"Yes, but it's all right. He tried to blackmail me-"
'The bastard!"
"Wait! Wait! He didn't succeed, I hasten to add. We're perfectly safe. All three of us. That's why he won't bother you now. He won't be giving you any more laps. The most he can do is give you that 'weird smile' of his, as you put it."
"What did he say?"
Not quite telling the boy all the intimate details, Anne explained what had happened between her and Bill.
"The bastard!" the boy repeated, face flushed in anger.
"Now, we're all to forget it even happened," Anne said. "I want you to promise me that. You can tell Ralph what happened if you want but I don't want any trouble. He and I have this understanding now and I know he'll be keeping his part of the bargain. That way you both won't be troubled whenever you come up here, as long as you're careful not to be seen by anyone else."
"Oh, we're careful alright. He just happened to see us and I think from that first time he's been keeping a lookout for us. He's sort of in charge of the other counselors so he's around all the time. That's why he's seen us."
"Just be careful. Don't take any chances by skipping activities or anything like that."
"We'll be careful. Don't worry."
"I just don't want anything to happen, that's all."
"I understand. Now, what about that shower you were talking about?"
Anne began undressing him. He giggled, feeling the contact of her fingers on his flesh as she removed his T-shirt and caressed his boyish teats, making them hard as nuggets.
Anne was wearing just her terry cloth robe. The boy had no trouble removing it quickly, revealing her pale body, her magnificent tits, her bushy cunt.
"Will you wash me?" he asked, tweaking her nipples and making them hard and pointed.
"Only if you wash me."
"You've got a deal."
They both giggled, and as he combed his fingers through her dark triangle of pubic hair she pulled down his cut-offs and white briefs, his cock springing to view, tumescent and pulsating with desire.
"I forgot to mention," he said, his voice hoarse with emotion as she fisted his member. "Ralph should be by soon. He couldn't get away from a baseball game he's pitching in."
"That'll give me something to look forward to. Meanwhile ... I have you all to myself..."
She got down on her knees before him and slipped his cock between her wet red lips.
"Ohhh Jesus..." he sighed, lying back on the bed and clasping his hands behind his head.
"You might as well work up a good sweat before we take our little shower...." she said, going down on him.
"Yes ... yes..."
She placed the palms of her hands on both his upper thighs as her head bobbed furiously up and down. He felt her tongue drilling expertly into his open piss eye, cork screwing its way down into his piss passage and sending shivers up and down his spine.
Her tongue tip left his opening and traveled around his shiny glans, then down around the rim of his mushroom-shaped peter head. Then down the underside of his thick shaft to his balls. She took first one testicle into her mouth and sucked on it as if it were a piece of hard candy, then the other.
She lifted his scrotum and licked the ridge of flesh running from his nuts to his puckered young ass-hole.
He gasped in delight as he felt her tongue disappearing inside his tight young rectum. "Jeez!" he squealed.
He lay writhing ecstatically on her bed as her tongue delved deep into his tight puckered opening. She licked his four ass walls, drilling farther and farther into him until he was beside himself with pleasure. He started to jerk off.
"I'm going to fucking cum any second now!" he declared.
Her tongue left his ass-hole and she replaced his hand with her own.
He gasped with pleasure and she felt his cock trembling in her hand, then beginning to jerk spasmodically, a sure indication he was about to shoot his aching cum load.
She fisted him harder, from the root of his shaft up over his pecker head.
"Jeez!" he cried. "JEEZ!"
He exploded, jism flying up in the air in long milky rockets, splashing on his belly and chest. One large wad splattered on his forehead and oozed down between his eyes, down over his nose.
He humped into the hollow of her fist, reveling in the sweetest cock sensations imaginable.
Anne's hot mouth added the final touch to his burgeoning pleasure. She sucked him off, tasting the last few drops which shot out of his cock shaft. He twisted and turned on the bed, moaning in ecstasy as her tongue wrapped around his glans.
Then she let his cock fall back on his cum-stained belly.
She stood up, offered the boy her hand and together they went into her bathroom. Jism oozed thickly down his naked body as she turned on the water in the shower stall and felt with her palm until the temperature was just right. The mirror over the sink quickly steamed up.
They both got into the shower and Bobby's spent cum ran down the length of his slender body and disappeared down the drain. Anne took the bar of scented soap and got a thick lather going between her hands.
"I'll start from the top and work my way down," she said. She washed the boy's cheeks and neck and shoulders. Goosebumps appeared on his flesh despite the high temperature of the running water as her hands caressed his chest and belly. His cock was hard, arching up, his glans hovering above his indented navel.
As always, she marveled at the sheer size of his member. It was by far the largest cock she had ever seen. The fact that it was a part of the body of a handsome young boy made it all the more exciting.
Her soapy fingers ran through his golden curls, lathering up the curly hairs. Soapy water dripped from his well-hung balls.
Bobby's knees felt suddenly like rubber. He held onto the soap dish with one hand to steady himself. The exciting part was about to come.
Eyeing his pulsating prick, Anne reached around and washed his buttocks, then his ass crack, making the boy suddenly stand up on the tips of his toes, a wide grin on his flushed face.
She was teasing him now, washing around his sex, lathering his thighs and legs and feet while he waited with bated breath for her to return to his cock and balls.
Her body never looked so ravishing, with the steady stream of steamy water splashing down over her, large silvery drops of water dripping from her pointed nipples, down her flanks, dotting her dark bush. He wanted to reach down and comb his fingers through her sopping muff.
On her knees now, she ran her hands over the bar of soap until it disappeared in a cloud of lather. Bobby could smell the fragrant perfume. It made his blood boil.
Then she was soaping his member, fisting it, cleansing it, making Bobby moan as the cock sensations started. His knees trembled and soon he could no longer stand upright. He sank to his knees in front of her.
She cleaned his cock and balls slowly, treating them as if they were made of fragile porcelain. Bobby loved every minute of it. He was becoming more and more aroused, waiting for the soapy feel of her lithe fingers, or, hopefully, her tongue and lips.
But Anne surprised him. Instead of jerking him off again, or giving him one of her extraordinary blow jobs, she quickly straddled his cock, lowering herself down over it and spearing her inner depths, his sigh of pleasure filling her ears.
"Baby!" he moaned, eyes rolling up to the ceiling. Water splashed down on them both, steam enveloping their bodies until they looked like phantoms.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and rose slowly, then lowered her flesh petals down over his tumescent member. She felt every hard thick inch of him entering her. She clenched her teeth as if in pain, but it was only pleasure she was feeling now, awesome, consuming pleasure!
Bobby had never felt anything like it before. There was something about fucking in a shower, with the hot, steaming water splashing down over them, his back pressed against the tiled wall, their sighs and moans and gasps echoing over and over again, that was thoroughly arousing.
He recalled that night by the lake, and their midnight swim. Until now that had been unusually exciting and memorable. But this ... this was something very special indeed!
She showered his face with kisses, until he pulled her head down by her hair and pressed his lips against hers, water streaming down their faces. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and she sucked oil it, tasting his sweet, boyish breath.
She started to rise and fall more rapidly, sending his member all the way into her womb each time she sat down on his thighs.
"God you're like a tree trunk inside me," she groaned. "It must feel very good for you. I don't remember your cock feeling this thick before!"
"It feels fantastic. I'm going to cum any fucking second!" he squealed.
"Not yet ... wait ... we'll go slower ... enjoy ... enjoy, my sweet. . . "
Her body rose and fell evenly, like an evening tide slapping gently against the shore. He could feel her pussy muscles and membranes grasping his tool and caressing it like a thousand tiny wet fingers.
"Ohhh Jesus," he whispered in her ear, nibbling on her lobe.
"You like it this way, don't you?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
"Yes! Yes!" he gasped hoarsely.
"You like to feel my pussy passage stretching over your cock like elastic."
"Christ yes!"
"And it feels so good for me, too ... every hard inch of you is driving deep into me ... deeper than any cock has ever gone before ... I don't think I can stand much more of this ... I can feel it building now ... it's going to be so good ... magnificent!"
"I know! I know! I can feel it, too! Ahhhhh!"
He clamped her tightly to his body, feeling her wet hot flesh against his, her pointed nipples biting into his flesh. He tried to hold back from cum for a few more minutes but was unable to. The effort was simply too much for him.
Anticipating this, she rose and fell quickly now, her body a mere blur in the steaming confines of the shower stall. He humped up into her, his member being massaged lovingly by her inner redolence. She let out a scream and her honey dew rushed like a raging river out of her fuck hole, down over his cock shaft, further lubricating his upward thrusts.
Anne threw her head back and howled in ecstasy as she reached one of the most intense and long-lasting orgasms of her life. Nothing had felt this good before!
"Lord!" she cried. "OHH LORD!"
She started to fall backward, her mouth opened in a wide O, and he had to hold her from falling all the way back and bending his cock inside her. Then he exploded, unleashing a terrific amount of thick milky boy jism into her hot wet fuck channel.
Together they enjoyed one of the most intense orgasms of their lives, their naked bodies doing little dances as pleasure thrills shot through and through them.
When it was over she reared up and slipped away from him. His cock was still hard, as she knew it would be. Before she could move, he had her pinned against a corner. He forced her legs open, lowered his head, and she cried with joy when she felt his tongue slithering like a snake between her pouting cunt lips.
He tongue whipped her swollen clit button to an absolute frenzy, making her cum surprisingly quickly and with incredible force. His mouth was soon saturated with her aromatic fuck cream. He started to swallow the steaming liquid down, his adam's apple bobbing furiously up and down.
"Do it to me!" she screamed, writhing on the floor, her buttocks blocking the drain so that the water level rose around them.
She kicked her heels, slapping the water, which was nearly overflowing through the space which divided the bottom of the stall from the hinged door. In a few more seconds water would be overflowing onto the carpeted bathroom floor. Unaware that this was about to occur, Anne happened to move enough so the drain was suddenly unblocked. The water level slowly lowered around them.
Bobby ate her out with a vengeance, until she was screaming for him to stop, that she couldn't take any more. At that point, he increased his tongue manipulations until she was cumming so often and so quickly her body was one burning, seething mass of tingling flesh.
She came so many times she quickly lost count.
She reached out and fisted the boy's member, wishing she could maneuver herself in such a way that she could suck him off while he continued to feast on her dripping vagina, but he had her pinned securely to the corner and wasn't about to let her go, even for a moment.
So Anne was content to enjoy the feeling of his lips and thrusting tongue against the most sensitive part of her anatomy. She couldn't remember cumming so many times at once before!
Then, to cap it all off, the boy entered her swiftly, then pulled out and slammed repeatedly into her tight rectum. Anne was practically hysterical with joy. The orgasms were nonstop!
He switched between her vagina and her bung hole, slamming relentlessly into first one orifice, then the other. Anne was screaming at the top of her lungs until her voice became hoarse and she slumped back against the wall.
Using his feet as springboards, he continued ramming his fuck meat deep into her womb. Then her ass, his cock lubricated with her cunt juice. Then back into her oozing vagina.
Finally, he came, crying out in sheer ecstasy, his entire body tightening like a spring as he emptied into her fuck passage.
Neither of them heard the bathroom door being opened.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"What the hell is going on here!"
Startled, Bobby and Anne looked up. The shower stall door was wide open, letting out all the steam, and at first they couldn't make out who was standing there watching them.
Anne laughed when she recognized it was Ralph. "Either get undressed and join us or wait for us in the bedroom, but for God's sake, close the door, it's getting cold!"
"Be right in!" Ralph called back and he quickly undressed.
Bobby and Anne continued with their French kissing, the woman's fist caressing Bobby's growing cock.
"You sure there's enough room in here?" Ralph asked as he gingerly stepped into the stall. Bobby and Anne made room for him and soon he was soaking wet and sitting on the tiled floor.
"Hey, this is pretty neat!" he exclaimed. Then
Anne took him in her arms and they kissed passionately, the boy's dick reaching tumescence quickly.
Anne then went down on the boy's slim young pecker while water showered down on her head. Ralph sat Indian-style against a corner, allowing Bobby enough room to maneuver himself behind the hunched-over woman. He parted her flesh folds and inserted two fingers up her twat and rotated them swiftly inside.
Anne started to moan as she sucked the other boy's delicious tool, fingering his smooth scrotum and feeling his inner sacs swimming in their sea of cum sauce.
Bobby massaged her clitoris and her warm watery fuck juice streamed down over his hand, dripping from his wrist. She wriggled her butt in delight and he soon had three fingers busily working deep inside of her fuck channel.
Anne was soon beside herself with pleasure. Bobby, with his other hand, caressed her puckered red ass-hole, then rammed up his forefinger until he had several fingers playing with her clit and one finger moving slowly in and out of her tight bung hole.
Anne was having trouble concentrating on what she was doing. She could feel an orgasm building deep inside her. The keen sensations whirling in her cunt were now merging with those building in her rectum, producing one incredibly intense fuck sensation.
Give it to me! she thought, her head spinning. GIVE IT TO ME!
She sucked Ralph's tool harder, her lips tightly clamped over his trembling cock. He pressed down on her head with both hands, forcing her to take every slender inch of his member into her mouth.
He rubbed his glans against the roof of her mouth, moaning with desire, his hips and buttocks moving on the floor. Again the drain was clogged and the water level rose around their naked writhing bodies until it seemed as if they were in a child's wading pool.
Bobby pulled all fingers from both her orifices and prepared to enter her with his throbbing dick.
It was a hard decision, whether to fuck her in the ass or her cunt. But her dripping red gash was too enticing to pass up. He parted her flesh folds with thumb and forefinger, then slammed his hardy member straight into her cooze.
Anne nearly hit the ceiling. She felt his cock ram deep into her womb, filling her to capacity, and the ensuing pleasure vibrations were ecstatically pleasurable.
She fisted Ralph's trembling cock while sucking on his balls. Then she forced his legs up in the air, exposing his puckered rectal opening, and gave his ass-hole the licking of its life.
Ralph reveled in the sensations he was feeling. It was becoming difficult to breath. His nostrils were gradually clogging up with the thick steam, but the feeling of the water around his flanks and the spray cascading down on him more than made up for any discomfort.
"Suck me," he moaned. "I want to feel your lips and tongue on my dick again!
After she had indulged herself on his tight bung hole for a few more moments, Anne did as he asked, her tongue sweeping slowly over his sensitive glans. She felt his cock jerking tremulously, preparing to cum. She covered his mushroom-shaped cockhead with her mouth, then slowly, very, very slowly, went down on him until her lips were brushing against his wiry pubic bush.
"You're the best cock sucker in the whole world!" Ralph called out ecstatically, his loins swirling with the sweetest sensations imaginable. It was only a matter of seconds before he would be shooting his burning hot cum load.
"Harder! Faster! Ohhh that's it ... yes ... baby, that feels so fucking good!"
Bobby eased his dick slowly in and out of Anne's tight dripping orifice, enjoying the way her trained cuntal muscles and membranes caressed his thick cock shaft. That had to be the most exhilarating sensation in the world!
He leaned over her, pressing his stomach against her back, and reached around to play with her swinging tits. Her wet skin squeaked when he rubbed his fingers against it. Her nipples were hard and pointed. He rubbed the flat of both thumbs against them and she cried out in ecstasy. Then she climaxed, a rush of her hot fuck sauce oozing out of the corners of her vagina.
"Ohhh, Christ," she murmured. "Bobby ... ohhh my sweet little fuckboy!"
That made Bobby quicken his cock strokes until he was really giving it to her. Her cunt never felt as tight as it did now She closed her legs slightly to make it even tighter for him.
"Yesss!" Ralph hissed like a snake, humping up to meet the downward push of her lips on his smooth cock shaft. Then her head went up and her teeth raked over his tumescence. He started to giggle uncontrollably. It felt so fucking good!
Then it happened. He couldn't hold back any longer. Squealing in delight, he pressed hard on the top of her head and exploded in her mouth, making her gag slightly on his spewing tool.
His glans slammed against the very back of her throat and his splashing semen ran straight down her throat. She swallowed gratefully, always delighted to taste a boy's fresh semen.
"God! God! GOD!" Ralph cried, humping wildly into Anne's ardently sucking mouth. She attacked his cock with great zest, giving it all of her attention. Ralph had never felt quite like he was feeling now.
His ass slapped up and down on the wet floor, sending splashes of water against the walls.
"Give it to me!" he screamed, his voice echoing loudly in the stall. "More! More! MORE!"
And Anne was more than happy to give it to him!
When she finished and Ralph's member slipped from her sperm-stained lips, Bobby had her pressed against the corner as he slammed repeatedly into her fuck hole, his cock strokes gathering momentum.
Ralph watched, mesmerized, as his younger friend gave Anne all he had. He couldn't help but admire the sheer size of Bobby's cock, which was evident each time he pulled out of her. His cock shaft was then only a blur, but its magnificent size couldn't be minimized even so.
Go to it, Bobby, Ralph thought, a smile appearing on his face. He felt his own cock twitching and becoming thoroughly hard again. It would be his turn next!
"Oh! OHHHHH!" Bobby bellowed. Then he lurched forward as if pushed from behind and rammed his cock as deep into her vagina as it could possibly go. A look of ecstatic pleasure was on Anne's face as they both reached a fabulous mutual climax, the boy's milky white gism filling her cunt in steaming wads.
He grabbed her tits, twisting her nipples in his excitement until Anne cried out in pain. But that only accentuated the pleasure she was feeling, further heightening her orgasm until her voice faded and she could only grunt and groan.
He pulled out of her after his last wad shot into her, leaving them both satisfied and exhausted.
"I think we could all do with a rest," she said. "Besides, the water is beginning to turn cold and we're all looking like giant prunes!"
They all got to their feet. Anne turned off the water and the ensuing silence was deafening. Naked and dripping wet they emerged from the shower stall. Anne handed the boys each a towel.
'That's the best shower I've ever taken!" Bobby said, and they all giggled appreciatively.
"Whew!" Anne said, lying back on her bed. "All this fun is beginning to catch up on me."
"Never!" Ralph said.
"Impossible!" Bobby declared.
"I've had more exercise in the past few weeks than I've had all winter. My writing is shot to hell ... thank God there's nothing pressing at the moment ... all I can concentrate on are you boys!"
"That's what we like to hear," Bobby said, toweling his long golden hair. .
"Here, let me do that for you," Anne said, taking the towel from him and wiping him off. Both boys were getting dark tans while Anne's body remained pale.
While Anne dried the boy's hair, Ralph slid next to her, letting his towel fall to the floor, and combed his fingers through her luxurious pubic bush. The hairs were silken and thick and he could feel her puffy cunt lips underneath the mass of curls.
Already he was looking to the end of the summer with great regret. He didn't want all this to end, to have to return home to his parents and school. But he knew there was nothing he could do about it, and it was better not to dwell on it too long, because it depressed him terribly.
Instead he looked forward to the following day, and the day after that and the weeks and months thereafter which would still be his to spend together with Bobby and Anne.
She parted her legs as she continued towel drying Bobby's hair and Ralph's middle finger soon found its way between her pouting vulva to her swollen clit button.
He caressed her clitoris lovingly, seeing by the changing expression on Anne's face that he was getting the desired effect.
After a few more deft massages he got down on his knees before her and pressed his young lips against her redolent flesh folds, tasting her sauce cunt and all the exotic pleasure hidden within it.
Anne was finding it difficult to concentrate on what she was doing. She looked down and saw Ralph's slender young member, hard and erect, jutting out from his pubic bush and her heart skipped a beat. She felt the cream trailing down the inside of her thighs as his tongue went to work on her tear-shaped nubbin of pleasure.
Bobby's hands were soon on her tits, lifting them up and feeling their impressive weight and texture. So soft ... so giving....
Her nipples were achingly hard. Bobby's fingers caressed them until she wanted to cry out for joy. Then he pressed her back against the bed and the towel fell from her hand.
"Lie back and relax and let us do all the work," Bobby whispered in her ear.
"You both do it so well...." she murmured, her voice sounding far away. "So very well...."
She and Bobby kissed and she tasted his thrusting tongue, which swept over her gums and teeth and the inside of her cheek. Then she felt his tongue trailing down her neck and over her shoulders, then down to her breasts, leaving behind a wet telltale line of glistening saliva.
She languidly ran her fingers through his damp hair, moaning with pleasure as Ralph's searching tongue traveled deep into her pussy passage. She started to cream heavily, which was just what Ralph wanted. He reveled in the taste of her heady fuck sauce. There was never enough to fully satisfy his craving.
She writhed sensually on the bed, her legs draped over the side, and Ralph's tongue momentarily left her vagina and traveled down to her anus. The wet feel of his fleshy tongue on her puckered hole was enough to drive her insane!
Bobby sucked on her nipples, first one, then the other, his fingers kneading her tit flesh excitedly.
Both boys had erections. She reached down to fondle Bobby's well hung nuts, which were sprinkled with soft wiry hairs. They were completely hairless last summer. He's growing up, she thought sadly, her fingers climbing up his thick fuck pole.
Now Bobby's sighs mingled with her own. "So sweet," Anne moaned. "So beautifully sweet...."
Ralph's tongue suddenly drilled up her anus, which opened readily for him. Anne couldn't believe how good that felt. Especially in conjunction with his two fingers, which were moving quickly in and out of her steaming vagina.
It was now difficult for her to keep still. Her cunt ached for the renewed touch of Ralph's exciting tongue. Or, better still, his hard young cock!
But she forced herself to be patient, to be carried away by the languorous pace the boys were setting. Soon it felt as if her body was floating in mid-air.
Hands and tongues and lips seemed to be all over her body at once.
"Your cock," she said to Bobby. "I must taste it ... please, baby...."
He lay alongside her lithe body and she turned her head to accept his hard member. She sucked only on his glans, the most sensitive part of the penis, and in no time at all the boy was writhing snake-like next to her.
Ralph's tongue returned to her sensitive clit button. He licked it, sucked on it, until the woman reached a blindingly intense orgasm. Her body felt as if it was on fire. Heat waves rolled off her and her cunt positively burned.
She fingered Bobby's scrotum as he sucked her tit. Her head bobbed slightly up and down as she continued massaging his glans with her lips.
The bedsprings started to sound as their bodies moved in gently swaying motions, as if they were making love in slow motion.
Ralph and Bobby brought her to another crashing orgasm.
Then Ralph spread her legs and entered her to the hilt, his balls flattening against her muff.
Everything seemed so well timed! They've learned so much, Anne thought as the sweat ran down her face. I've never had a better pair of lovers!
Ralph's cock slipped in and out of her like a well-oiled piece of machinery. Anne thrilled to the sheer feel of it rubbing against her swollen clitoris.
She could suddenly feel something building inside her, like an animal trying to break loose from within her. It was an exhilarating sensation, one she hadn't experienced before. It was almost frightening! It kept building and building and building, a delicious pressure produced by both boys working together to bring her to a very special climax.
Anne was ripe for it. She started to tremble. She sucked Bobby's tool with more gusto.
"Can you feel it?" Ralph whispered, as if they were in a church and participating in a religious ceremony.
"Yes!" she whispered back hoarsely. "You two are wonderful ... I can't believe it ... it feels so good ... it's like a beast growing inside me ... getting bigger ... and bigger ... and bigger!"
Ralph's dick sliced effortlessly through her innermost cuntal depths, burrowing deep into her womb. She heard his balls slapping against her pelvis each time he thrust forward.
Bobby reached underneath her quivering body and she felt his forefinger slip between her buttocks to rub her puckered ass-hole.
"That feels wonderful," she gasped, taking a break from sucking his thick member.
Bobby's finger disappeared inside her rectum until his knuckles were pressing tightly against her ass cheeks.
Oh God! she thought, the sensation increasing inside her, building inexorably. "God Almighty!" she cried out aloud when the fuck sensations became almost unbearably keen.
Only then did the boys quicken their massaging and caressing and cock thrusts. Ralph really gave it to her, his face a mask of total concentration to keep from cumming too soon.
Bobby was too excited to hold back himself. He started humping into Anne's ardently sucking mouth until something inside his cock snapped and her mouth suddenly filled with his rich, thick essence.
He squeezed her tits and squealed in ecstasy as she went down on him all the way, his cock completely embedded between her lips.
She milked him for all he was worth, his cock thickening in her mouth as semen splashed against the roof of her mouth and the inside of her cheeks. She sucked and caressed his shaft with her sweeping tongue, at the same time swallowing great globs of his sweet-tasting jism.
He grunted with pleasure, eyes clamped tightly shut, chest muscles tightened into horizontal bands.
Ralph's cock was like a bolt of lightning inside her. She started to cum, with one orgasm following another, creating one long chain of pleasure bursts which seemed never ending and were filled with the most awesome ecstasy imaginable.
"Dear God!" she screeched, body moving in spasmodic jerks.
Bobby's finger continued to move quickly in and out of her steaming butt hole, rhythmically imitating Ralph's thrusting member.
She thought she was going to pass out, the pleasure was so great.
Will he ever cum? she wondered as Ralph's cock continued to slam manfully into her dripping vagina. She arched her back and screamed ecstatically, the breath leaving her body.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, Ralph let go and, squealing like a little girl, came inside Anne's tight wet pussy, filling it with his thick stringy globs of boy cum.
He continued pumping into her even after he had been milked dry. Then he slowed down and stopped. He pulled reluctantly out of her and lay beside her on the bed, panting for breath.
They exhausted her that afternoon, not leaving her cozy little cabin until their cocks simply refused to become hard any more. When they did leave they could hardly walk.
Anne took a much-needed shower and fixed herself dinner.
After dinner, as she sat watching the news on TV that craving sexual need overcame her. She tried to suppress it, knowing she wouldn't be seeing the boys until some time tomorrow, but it wouldn't go away. Her cunt creamed with desire.
She smiled to herself, thinking, oh, what the hell, why not? It'll be a nice change of pace. She reached into her jeans and pulled out the crumpled piece of paper with Bill's number on it.
She got up, picked up the telephone, and started to dial....
