Angelia had a place by a boys' camp. And what better place to find a supply of willing young boys to satisfy the wild cravings she had for their flesh. If there was anything better than a young boy to play with, it was two young boys.
Her ravenous appetite for these children was something which bordered on the insatiable.
She finds an endless line of willing young men to satisfy her and she takes full advantage of the situation. Her mouth was always ready to suck on some little guy and even the threat of being discovered could not dampen her craving.
Nothing would get in her way and she made sure that she would always be able to dig someone up in a pinch, when her needs were greatest and her cravings were strongest.
CHAPTER ONE
Angelia Carter sat rocking herself on the front porch, serenely watching the early morning sun rise from behind distant trees, coating the sky with a warm, ethereal red glow.
It had been a cold, lonely winter, but now that summer-her favorite time of the year-had arrived, her loneliness slowly melted away in anticipation of the lazy, sensual days to follow.
Across the lake, nestled in a clearing in the wood, stood the summer camp for boys. like the new day, it, too, was gradually coming to life.
Angelia smiled. I will have visitors soon, she thought. Handsome young boys barely into their teens-innocent, but willing and eager to learn what she taught so well. It was like a dream come true.
As her thoughts drifted back to the summer before, her hand went instinctively between her legs to rub the tight shorts against her burning cunt.
Perhaps she would be seeing Andy again, too?
It had been a hot, humid afternoon in mid-July. She could remember it vividly, as if it had been yesterday.
She decided to take a walk to the edge of the lake, then to cross the wooden bridge to the woods on the other side and lie in the sun. She had been walking for maybe ten minutes, pausing occasionally to pick up a flower or quietly watch the birds, when she heard a low moan.
Just ahead of her she saw a lean, young boy, no more than thirteen, sitting with his back against a tree. His shirt was unbuttoning and his pants were pulled down to his ankles. His head was turning to and fro in silent ecstasy as he pumped his cock with one hand while caressing himself with the other hand.
Angelia's breath caught in her throat. He was beautiful! He has a pale, angelic face and wavy blonde hair that sparkled in the sun.
The boy was so consumed with the pleasure of jerking off that he didn't hear Angelia slowly approach him from behind. She stood watching him, trying desperately to control an impulse to touch him.
His breathing grew heavier and his breath came in short gasps as he stroked his now-erect prick faster and faster. Angelia could see his cock grow thicker and wider as he neared his climax. She couldn't believe that a boy his size could have such a huge cock.
She had had many young lovers before, but none that sent such hot fire between her thighs. She wanted to have his young prick in her cunt so desperately she thought she would faint. She yearned to taste his come.
It was like a curse: only young, inexperienced boys could turn her on. It was as if her sole purpose in life was to bring pleasure to her little boys.
His motions grew more intense. He arched his back as the pleasure sensation began to overcome him. His swollen cock pulsated in his hand.
Suddenly, he ushered a high-pitched cry that became lost in his throat. His ass hopped up and down on the grass as the milky seed spurted from his cock, sprinkling his tits and gathering in thick globs just below his navel and on his small mound of light brown pubic hair.
In one final gasp he moaned, "Angelia-" Then he closed his eyes and continued to pump his prick even though it had begun to grow limp. He spread the sticky come over it like a lotion.
Exhausted and sweating, he slowly got up and wiped himself with a handkerchief. Only as he pulled up his underpants and his tight faded jeans did he realize he wasn't alone. Quickly he spun around and saw to his amazement Angelia.
"You've really got something to be proud of, young man," she said, legs astride, her hands on her hips. Already she felt in complete control and not in the least puzzled why he called out her name.
His face turned bright red. He looked as if he was about to cry. "Please," he said, his voice unsteady, "you won't tell anyone, will you?"
"Why, there's nothing wrong with jerking off. It's perfectly natural for a boy your age." She put both hands on his shoulders and drew him to her heaving tits. "Do you live around here, honey?" she asked as she stroked his thick mop of hair. She could feel his heart beat furiously against her tits.
"No, I'm at he camp for the summer."
"That's what I thought."
He felt his knees go weak as blood surged through him. He tried to get out of her embrace. "I have to be getting back."
"Who is Angelia?" she asked suddenly.
"Oh, no one, just someone the guys at camp were talking about. She lives across the lake."
"And what does she do?" Angelia spread her hands across his chest and began caressing him.
"They said she-" In that instant he knew. His heart felt like it would burst. So it was true! He could hardly breathe as the truth hit him like a ton of bricks. He was overcome by sensations he never knew existed.
He had dreamed about her ever since Joe first told him what they both did that night in her house, not a week before. Now she was here and the two of them were all alone. And he was scared.
His cock tingled and began to swell. He was burning like fire.
She grabbed his hand and began walking toward the lake.
"Where are we going, Angelia?" he asked meekly.
"To my house. It's not very big, but it'll suit us just fine. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Yes, yes, I would," he said breathlessly. He smiled, somehow more at ease though his heart raced wildly. She turned to him and gave him a wet kiss on the mouth. Her lips parted and she sucked on his tongue, drawing it into her mouth.
He'd never been kissed before by any girl, and certainly nothing like this. He thought he would faint with desire. It was as if this was all happening to someone else and he was standing outside watching.
His cock was now fully erect and it bulged against his jeans. She reached down and rubbed it with the flat of her hand.
"I saw how big your cock is, and for such a young man. We can make each other very happy. Would you like that?"
He was so shocked by the explicitness of her words that he couldn't reply. She put his hand on her tits. Taking the initiative, he began unbuttoning her flimsy blouse.
Angelia smiled, "My, you do learn fast! By the way, what's your name?"
"Andy."
His hands became more insistent as he grew bolder and expected more of her body. Her skin felt burning hot and creamy soft. He drew her to his mouth and they kissed passionately.
"Would you like to taste my tits and put your prick in my mouth? I like the taste of a young boy's prick, Andy."
He nodded. He wanted more than anything now to lie naked with her, to touch her cunt and give himself completely to her.
Angelia wanted to fuck him in the coziness of her bedroom. She pulled away from him. "Come on, well go to my place first."
The house was strangely dark inside. He remembered all the stories he heard at the camp.
In the bedroom, Angelia began to undo her blouse. She wet her lips as she saw the bulge in Andy's pants. She stood before him, her hands under her tits, pushing them up and outwards, making them heavy and more alluring.
"Come to me, Andy, it's time you became a man." With that, she drew him to her, her hand reaching down to unzip his fly. She slowly pulled the zipper down and felt his meat throb under the fabric of his underpants.
His cock got bigger as she rubbed her palm across it. She moaned in pleasure as she rubbed the naked cock head and pulled apart his piss hole.
As the prick grew erect, Andy pushed it back and forth in her hand, delighting in the friction. He began sucking her tits. His balls were tight against her. He felt that he would come right in her hand.
"Why don't you lie down and let me take a good look at you," Angelia whispered. "Your cock is so big and strong."
She undressed him and began jerking him off with both hands, slowly and rhythmically, the practiced hands of a master seductress. His hips rose and fell on the bed. "Faster," he moaned, "please, faster, faster!"
"This is only the beginning." Her voice got huskier. "I want you to feel all the pleasure in the world."
Her mouth opened. Her desire to taste his juice overcame her. The salty, musky taste of his cock brought on passions too long buried inside her.
She sucked harder. The veins on his prick pulsated madly as her tongue ran up and down his shaft. Her head began to swim. He tasted wonderful!
She sucked harder, taking him fully into her mouth. His cock was slick and shiny with saliva.
Her mouth worked like a vacuum, sucking out his come. He began pitching on the bed, unable to stay still, his passions intensifying. His mouth hung open and he caught short gulps of air.
Angelia moaned and groaned as she felt the come surge like a whirlpool in his shaft. She sucked on his swollen cock head and pulled off her shorts at the same time.
Andy's hand reached under to feel her mound of hair. He slipped in his middle finger. In a matter of seconds his whole hand was wet , from her juice.
They were making each other so very happy and that was all that she wanted. Fucking would come later. Right now she was reaching heights of passion she never thought existed, and she knew he felt just as wonderful. A warm glow of contentment spread over her.
They were both now fully naked. His cock stiffened again in her mouth as she sucked and slurped. She embraced him, forcing his stiff prick to her wet cunt. His cock throbbed and pulsated against her. His body felt smooth and firm. His buttocks were taut and alive.
She spread her legs open wide, passionately nestling her bushy dripping cunt against his smooth, hairless balls which were becoming taut as they filled with come.
"Not so hard," he gasped. His voice was huskier, manlier than before, as if he were becoming more sure of himself. But his constant caressing and sucking remained awkward and child-like, not that that bothered Angelia.
His youthful abandon, his need for the pleasures her body had to offer, more than made up for his awkwardness. Angelia would cure that in no time. In one brief afternoon she would transform him from an innocent, inexperienced adolescent to a lusty, desiring young man.
She felt his throbbing cock enter her cunt, searching deeper and threatening to rip her apart. His thrusts rushed back and forth like a piston.
"Wait," she breathed. "I want as much of you as I can get. Put your finger up my ass and your wonderful prick in my cunt at the same time."
Andy did as he was told. Reluctantly, however, he pulled out his throbbing member from her hot pussy and inserted his middle finger. It came out wet with her juice.
As he mounted her again, he spread her cheeks and inched his finger like a tool up her willing ass-hole.
He was surprised to find there was ample room for two fingers. Angelia's pleasure increased immeasurably. Now she felt as if they were truly one being, working together for the same thing.
Their sweat and come soaked the sheets. It was like riding a raging sea-approaching the shorelines of a pounding surf.
She felt his hot seed spurt in her as he cried her name out loud. Still he pumped harder with an insatiable desire that knew no limits.
His fingers spread her ass-hole wider, moving in dizzying circles.
She came once, twice, four times, each time more intense than the last. Her breathing grew shallow, her eyes fluttered, unseeing. She couldn't speak. Her pussy juice and his thick come joined and ran in rivers down her thighs.
Andy felt like the universe would explode. His body was pure. Uncontrollable energy, bringing him to the threshold of pain and pleasure. What bliss! What fucking, mind-blowing bliss!
He fucked her ass and her cunt and sucked her tits until they were red and raw.
Then they came. Together. In one pulsating rush like all the winds of the earth. They lay exhausted in one another's arms, unable to move.
Angelia wept softly.
"You're the most wonderful fuck I've ever had," she said, brushing away her tears. "And that's saying a lot."
Outside, it had begun to grow dark. Crickets chirped peacefully and a slight breeze fluttered the curtains.
"You'd better go," she said. "They'll wonder where you are at camp."
"I just want to sleep and stay with you forever." His eyes looked at her with unabashed adoration. "I've never come like that before," he said breathlessly. "I never thought it was possible. I love you."
Angelia smiled and kissed him fully on the lips. "You can come back tomorrow, but no one else must know. It'll be our little secret."
When Andy left, she fell into a deep, untroubled sleep.
It was frustrating. She had brought herself to orgasm just by sitting and thinking of Andy, and there wasn't a boy-at least not yet-to satisfy her growing desire.
She would have to resort to the old standby, much as she hated to.
Angelia entered the coolness of her bedroom and took off her shorts and panties, both of which were drenched with her twat juice.
She lay on the bed, undid her shirt and slinked out of it. Reaching into her bedside table she pulled out a dildo, perfectly molded to the shape of an erect cock.
Her cunt lips quivered with nervous anticipation as she thought anew of her youhg lovers. She could almost feel their lips and their tiny hands crawling over her, stroking her pussy and her tits.
How could a grown man ever hope to match their innocent play and loving touches?
Her body throbbed with the need to be fulfilled, to feel the embrace of a sweet young cock. She needed that now more than anything.
She would have to frig herself to death today; that was the only consolation she could give herself. Her cunt was fiery hot.
Laying the dildo aside for the moment, Angelia began to rub her cunt lips with knowing fingers. A warm glow of pleasure spread through her whole body.
She knew herself even better than her little darlings. She could bring herself to come like no one else.
Kneading her tits with one hand, she reached for the phallus and began to massage her cunt, releasing the female aroma of her juice, the smell she loved the best.
Moaning with delight, she forced it in further and further while her forefinger inched like a slimy serpent up her ass.
In complete abandonment Angelia gave herself up totally to her lustful pleasures, her face dramatically mirroring her intense delight.
She rubbed the pole against her clit, feeling the button of her desire enlarge and burn. The dildo was coated with her rich juice. It ran down her supple fingers.
She could feel young cock heads up her ass, in her cunt, her hair, in her mouth, everywhere.
Unknown to her, by the open bedroom window stood fifteen-year-old Michael, his eyes wide in disbelief at what he was seeing.
Angelia closed her eyes languidly. Her body lay still, vanquished for the moment, content to bask in its warm afterglow. The frantic, hysterical movements were gone.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Michael standing beside the bed, leering down at her naked, sweating body. Her heart jumped. My new Adonis, she thought, happily.
"And what would you like?" she asked, trying to control the shaking in her voice. She stretched herself invitingly on the rumpled bed.
"I'm hungry," he could barely whisper, "for your delicious cunt."
He was shaking from head to foot, swallowing repeatedly, his mouth bone dry.
Angelia couldn't help breaking into a lecherous grin. He's an inexperienced as all the others, she thought. Even that little come-on is just bravado on his part. I can see right through him.
"Come closer," she beckoned, "what's your name?"
He told her.
"Get on your knees beside the bed, Michael."
As he lowered himself to the floor, Angelia cupped his groin in her hand, feeling the bulge grow under her deft touch. His cock sprang into action, turning erect and tight. He gasped. His knees shook visibly. He felt like he would piss in his pants.
"I thought you were ready to lap up my box, honey," she teased. "What's the matter, lost your appetite?"
The blood drained from his face.
"Don't be frightened. The first time is always the hardest. I'll try and make it easier for you."
Forcing him to sit alongside her on tne bed, she unzipped his fly and whipped out his pulsating dick.
"You're a big talker," she whispered," but let's see some action."
Michael's heart beat so furiously he thought for sure that he would be sick. But looking at her voluptuous body, her full rounded tits, her mound of venus awaiting his throbbing cock and the soothing touch of her hand on his burning prick, he remembered what he came for. He no longer felt so paralyzed.
Shyly, he bent over in a sixty-nine position and parted her cunt lips with trembling fingers.
She drew his cock head to her lips and massaged his piss hole with her tongue, pushing it in to taste his meat inside.
Aroused by the earthy smell of her twat, Michael sucked on her clit as if it were a nipple. There was no stopping him now.
Angelia sucked on his cock like a vacuum, pulling it down to the very back of her throat. He pushed his hips until she swallowed it to the hilt. He knew he couldn't hold on much longer.
As he approached climax, his tongue darted in and out of her red cunt, feeling the heavenly folds of her cunt flesh, sucking the juice from her silky black hair, rubbing it against his teeth and gums.
Her juice bathed his cheeks and dripped from his chin. He never imagined that cunt juice could taste so good. Its fragrant smell was like a musky perfume urging him deeper into her folds.
like a drowning man coming up for air, Michael's head emerged from deep within her. His hands spread like an umbrella over her thighs.
In one excruciatingly pleasurable moment, he came in her mouth. His seed spurted out of his piss hole like a rocket.
Angelia gagged on his swollen member but continued to suck him dry until his cock turned limp in her mouth. She rubbed it against a string of come dribbling from the corner of her mouth.
She licked his balls, delighting in the tuft of coarse pubic hair above them, and the red line beneath running to his ass-hole.
He collapsed exhausted, half on her and half off, his hands clenching and unclenching the sweat-stained sheets.
"I never knew it would be like that," he panted. "Now I want to fuck you properly."
"You'll be in my pussy soon enough, my little virgin."
He looked at her sheepishly.
"You've never been with a girl before, have you?"
"No, but-"
"But what?"
He turned away, embarrassed. "Nothing. It has nothing to do with a girl really-"
"Come on, you can tell Angelia."
"Well, a friend of mine at school told me about a girl he fucked, but he liked her blow-jobs better. He said she gave him great ones. That's all he talked about, how well she sucked him off-"
"Did she ever suck you off?"
"No, but my friend showed me how good it felt. He said she'd only do it to him, no one else."
He was obviously reluctant to explain.
"Go on, there's nothing to be ashamed of. What did he do?"
"Well, we used to beat off a lot in his house when his mother was out. She was never around anyway, and his father was always on business. So, one day, David, that's his name, said why don't I show you what a good cock job she gives.
"We were both kinda stoned on grass and I said okay. We stripped and lay down side by side on his bed. He took my prick in his mouth and began sucking it. I couldn't help getting excited.
"My prick got hot and stiff, and his eyes sort of lit up when my prick swelled up. He went down on up to my balls. In and out. In and out. Then I started to jerk him off with my hand. His prick was stiff as soon as he put mine in his mouth.
"I came like I never did when I jerked off with him or by myself. Even when we jerked each other off, it wasn't as good.
"I remember seeing my cock swell up like a balloon in his mouth. He didn't gag or anything. Then when I came, he moaned like he never did when he beat off with me. He swallowed my come like it was candy, even licked some that dribbled down his chin. A second later, he came, too.
"He wanted me to suck him off, said he'd been wanting to taste my dick for a long time, but couldn't get up enough nerve till then to ask me. But I wouldn't let him do it.
"His cock was so big and thick that I thought I'd choke on it or throw up, so I just stopped seeing him. Later, I heard that he broke up with his chick and went around with another guy and they both ran away together."
"In other words," Angelia said, "you can't wait to get your hands on a nice, sweet pussy."
Michael looked at her with a poignantly earnest expression, almost one of relief. "I want to please you, Angelia. Everything the guys said at camp about you is true. You're beautiful. I want to fuck you better than any of them did."
"You're certainly one helluva pussy-eater, honey." With that she gave him a wet French kiss and drew him to her.
"Fuck your balls off, honey."
"But, I've never done it before. I'm afraid I won't please you. I come so quickly."
"Practice makes perfect. Just relax and let yourself go. I'll do all the rest. Just to have you with me is enough to send me up a wall."
Angelia had to admit to herself that Michael's prick was on the small side, even smaller than Andy's, but she was touched by his openness and his sincere desire to please her before himself. This sparked off an intense need to have his cock in her cunt, to feel his gism cool her throat.
The uncontrollable passion of a young boy could never be replaced by an older, more experienced lover as far as Angelia was concerned. Teaching a boy to regulate his passion so that both partners reach fulfillment was an ideal Angelia held dear ever since she was sixteen when she humped a shy, but willing, twelve-year-old-her brother.
They had remained close ever since.
Fire coursed through her as she guided Michael's growing cock to her cunt lips. Before he knew what was happening, he was in her. His brain raced wildly to comprehend the myriad sensations flooding every pore of his body.
As he pushed in deeper he could feel the friction of his tiny balls against her pussy-the tingling drove him mad. He thrust his hips in and out, his balls smacking against her thighs.
Angelia circled her legs around his lower back like a pair of scissors, forcing him in to the hilt. Her love juice began to flow freely, making each movement a kaleidoscope of pleasure.
"Shit!" he cried. "I'm gonna fuck my balls right off. Oh, Angelia, you're wonderful!"
"More, more," she encouraged, caressing his ass. Her fingers wandered between his crevice, searching out his ass-hole as a haven for her insatiable desires.
He cried out in pain as she inserted her forefinger in his tight, sweet-smelling pole, but with little prompting his hole opened wider, letting her in fully. Her finger acted like his prick driving in and out, scratching his livid inner flesh.
She came in a flood of pussy juice, her hips rising rhythmically to meet his powerful thrusts.
Michael's ass felt like it was on fire-the pain brought tears of joy to his eyes. He felt the come rise from his balls. It was like being high on a thousand joints.
The room spun wildly and he could barely catch his breath. Then his male gism surged from his cock head, pushing his body along with it.
He tried to pull his red, swollen cock out. It was just too much for him to bear, but Angelia forced him back inside her cunt, sucking every drop of come from his battered tool until there was nothing left for him to give.
Even so, Angelia continued to thrust herself upon him, reaching climax after climax, her come glistening in the rays of late afternoon sun that poured through the window.
Michael went numb. He just let Angelia use him like a puppet, her movements long past hysteria.
Her cunt lips were now loose and floppy as they relaxed from the exertions of their fucking. She was fulfilled. Her cunt was happy.
They were both sticky with juice and sweat and they breathed deeply the wonderful aroma exuded by their steaming bodies.
Angelia cradled Michael like a baby, as if afraid that he would run away.
Angelia was at peace with herself and with the world. She felt victorious, like a warrior returning from battle.
Michael was snoring peacefully on her tit. Poor baby, she thought, he's all worn out from their play. Gently she combed his pubic bush with her fingers.
This day had been precious to her. She brought another boy through the wonders of sex. He would never be the same now because of their having fucked.
He would look back on this day as a turning point in his life. He would no longer be unsure of his own masculinity. His cock would never be the same.
Angelia could now face another day knowing that she had at least one steady companion in her lusts. And across the lake there were many more to come.
Angelia knew the boys could never really appreciate how fully her passions had to be filled. They were so young and unworldly. But after all these years of fucking little boys, Angelia knew herself well and could cope with her desires.
She looked down at the boy alongside her. I've just worn the poor little man out, she thought. She felt a twinge of compassion and sympathy for what she had put him through. He looked so helpless lying there.
But Angelia was grateful to him as she was to all her little lovers with their cute little pricks.
"Come on, honey, I think you better be going." She blew air into his ear and nibbled his earlobe with her teeth.
"Angelia, you can't ask me to leave you now," he whined, rubbing his sleepy eyes. His hand reached over to caress her thighs.
"Yes, it'll take you time to get back and it's already getting dark. We can't have your counselors out looking for you now, can we?"
She was frightened for him. He looked so vulnerable, as if ready to cry.
He couldn't hide the disappointment from his voice as he said laconically, "Okay," and rose to dress.
She walked him to the bridge and kissed him passionately on the lips and neck. "We'll see each other tomorrow," she said.
He nodded, smiling at the thought of what the next day would bring, the pleasures yet to come.
Angelia hadn't been back in the house for five minutes before there was a knock on the door.
She opened the door and there filling the doorway was the hulky body of Jim Harris, her "neighbor." The nearest house was miles away.
"Mind if I come in?" he asked. Angelia didn't like the suggestive tone of his voice.
She knew that he wanted desperately to fuck her, and once when he was drunk he nearly forced her to give herself to his desires, but in her heart she knew a man couldn't bring her to the peak of pleasure a young boy could.
"What is it you want, Jim?" she asked impatiently, ready to slam the door in his face and bolt it.
Jim got the hint and stayed where he was.
"I've been watching this place ever since the camp opened across the way." He made a vague motion toward the gleaming water.
Angelia's heart beat faster. There was going to be trouble.
She tried to keep her voice ready. "Well, what is it?"
"I just saw you escort your little visitor to the bridge. He was here all afternoon, wasn't he? I saw him peaking in your window and evidently he liked what he saw."
"How could you possibly-"
"Binoculars, of course," he said curtly.
"Powerful ones, too," he added with a leer.
"I think maybe we should make ourselves comfortable and talk things over," he continued. "I have a proposition for you."
Angelia turned her back on him and walked slowly into the living room. She sat with her legs crossed defiantly on the couch and motioned for Jim to sit across from her in a chair by the fireplace.
"What business is it of yours who I see? It so happens the boy was lost and wanted to know the way back to the camp. He stayed for lunch. He was hungry."
"I'll bet he was hungry, baby."
There was a deep silence.
"What exactly is it you want, Jim?" Her voice sounded tired.
"Well, it seems to me that the camp counselors wouldn't appreciate what you've been doing to their little boys. I know this kid wasn't the only one you've fucked."
Angelia could feel the blood drain from her face. She could see her whole world falling down around her. Her life wouldn't be worth a damn if her young boys were taken away from her.
"You haven't said anything to them yet."
"Don't worry, I can keep my mouth shut, but only on one condition."
Blackmail. She would never be able to get rid of him. He would always hold this over her head. What a fool I've been not to be more careful, she thought, but how could I have known something like this would turn up?
She detested Jim. Not just because of what he was suggesting he'd do to her, but ever since that first time when he tried to grab her pussy. She couldn't stand to look at him.
She eyed him coldly, noting the growing bulge in his pants. "We have to make a deal, Jim, but on my terms," she said.
He laughed. "You're in no position to ask for your terms. I'm not one of your little kiddies. I'm holding the ace card, sweetheart."
"If you tell them I've been fucking boys from the camp for the past couple of summers-there's no use denying it now-then you'll never have me for yourself. Never."
"And that will leave you, Angelia, with absolutely no one. You'll be off bounds as long as you stay here."
"So we both lose."
"I'll take that gamble," he said with a smile. "Okay, so what is it that you want?" she repeated.
"As if you didn't know! I want your pussy for myself every night. I've gone too long without cunt and I've been meaning to have yours for some time now.
"If you get your kicks from little boys, that's okay with me, but I can show you what a real fuck is. You've been used to second-rate fucks for too long."
Oh, how he was wrong, she thought. He could never hope to please her like her boys could. But it was no use explaining. He was too far gone to understand. She didn't really understand herself; it's just the way things were, that's all. Pure and simple.
"Do I make myself clear?" he said. "You can have your tiny pricks during the day, but leave your nights free for me."
He got up and walked toward her, pressing her into his arms. She gave in, but without any emotion. She had been through this sort of thing before.
Jim's mouth closed over hers. He could taste her lipstick as he slipped his tongue between her teeth and sucked at her lips with all the passion he could mutter.
The searing passions that had lain dormant in him for so long were set ablaze.
He frantically removed her clothes. Angelia gave him no resistance. She just wanted to get this over with as soon as she could, then think of what she was going to do. There had to be something.
She could never jeopardize her clandestine meeting with her boys but she would have to figure out a way to keep Jim away. She couldn't bear to think of him in her arms every night, destroying and dirtying her pleasure during the day. It was unthinkable.
Her indifference to his frantic caresses both angered and excited him.
His rough meaty hands cupped her full tits and rubbed the hardening nipples.
"You don't know how much I've desired you, Angelia. I want you more than anything in the world. I'd die for your love."
His hands unzipped her shorts and grabbed for the elastic underneath. She felt his cock through his pants as it pressed again-at her cunt.
Listlessly, she let him assault her.
He moaned with pleasure as he tasted her rosy nipples and tore off her white panties.
"You drive me crazy. I need you so badly."
His cock now took control over his mind and senses. He got down on his knees and sniffed the rich female smell of her cunt. He licked her mound with his lips.
His body ached to conquer her. His hands clawed at the back of her thighs, reaching into the crevice of her ass.
She now stood before him completely naked. He couldn't take his eyes off her milky thighs and the luxurious growth of hair on her cunt.
The pouting, wet lips of her cunt seemed to call to him as if Angelia was hiding the true feelings she felt about him.
Jim drove his mouth between her legs.
His mouth watered as it came in contact with her slippery, watery love juice. His body screamed for more.
His tongue flicked in and out like a flame-thrower. His nose was in seventh heaven as it took in the musty scent of her box.
Jim couldn't believe that his actions drew no visible pleasure from her. She stood as still as a statue. How could a mere child, with a punny little prick, drive her so mad with passion?
A moan escaped his lips and his tongue blanketed her clit. It grew so that he was able to suck on it.
Angelia fought off even the vague stirrings between her legs. Her victory would be to exhibit no emotion. He would get his rocks off, sure, but it wouldn't be the true thing.
Jim's fingers spread her cunt lips apart and rubbed her inner folds which were as smooth as wax. Her juice wet his hand.
He slurped up the cunt juice as it began to flow, his face covered in her black pubes.
Jim's fingers found the tight circle of her ass-hole. It, too, was wet and seemed more than willing to accept his fluttering fingers. .
He plunged his digit deeply in her and had to force her legs open wider to let it in to his knuckles.
I'll break her yet, he thought. He was mad with desire-nothing could possibly hold him back. He wanted to plunge his entire body in hers, to merge with her as one.
Shaking, he stood up and wiped her come from his face. He unbuttoned his shirt. "Lie on the bed," he commanded. He pushed her roughly toward the bedroom while undoing his pants at the same time.
Without a word, she lay down on her back.
Fully naked, his cock gorged and swollen with blood and towering up between his hairy thighs, he spread her legs and positioned her underneath him.
Still she gave no sign of emotion.
Her thick dark hair was matted with the fluid now coursing from her open cunt lips. A heavy female perfume filled the air and mingled with his manly sweat.
His mouth filled with saliva. He bent over her twat and inserted his driving tongue. It flashed at her clit like a whip.
He thought that now he would feel some stirring of emotion, however small, but it was all in vain. She wouldn't give in. His anger grew.
He inserted three fingers in her cunt, then four, until almost his whole hard was working in her. He lubricated his prick with her lotion and rubbed his cock head against her creamy cunt lips.
His tool felt near to bursting as the blood rushed to it. His cock head was stretched smooth and taut, ready for action.
He had to take her now. He had to have that juicy cunt. He needed that more than anything.
"Okay, Angelia," he panted, "show me something. Don't sit there like a corpse. Fuck me, bitch.
Spreading her legs in the air, he mounted her. Deeper and deeper he thrust his enormous tool. He knew from the other women he had had that this would have driven them mad. Even the mere sight of his prick was enough to drive a woman up the wall.
But Angelia was impervious to his thrusts. It was as if she was in another world.
Jim's rhythmic pounding and animal grunting was to no effect. She could only reach true orgasm with the tender cocks of young boys.
That was her whole life. Her only reason to exist.
His anger was surpassed by the urgent need of his body. It was like fucking a piece of ice, but still his body tightened in anticipation of his coming orgasm.
His balls were thick and ready to shoot their load. He had reached the last of his endurance.
All he could do now was shoot his come and drive himself harder and more erect. He filled her like none of her boys ever could, but that wasn't enough. Not for Angelia.
She wouldn't help him. He would have to reach his pleasure all by himself. He tightened even more. He would come any moment now.
Her thighs quivered with the strain of his cock. Shit, it was enormous! like a monument it strained inside her. It could go no deeper.
Then it happened.
He thrust harder and faster into her gaping slit. Pussy juice drenched his thighs.
He came in one massive thrust that sent searing hot jets of milky white come up her cunt.
The liquid burned like acid and filled her to the brim. Still he shot out more until it ran in milky rivers down his thighs.
He sighed in total enraptured bliss, oblivious to her stony silence.
There was nothing left for her to do but get him out as soon as possible.
He was as weak as a lamb, totally drained. He pulled out his limp, jerking cock and rubbed a bubbly drop of semen off his cock head.
He sighed, and pulled himself off the bed slowly.
"Sorry you couldn't be with me, sweetheart. That was just great. I'll be looking forward to more." As an afterthought, he added, "Are you okay?"
"Yes," she said unhappily, knowing that he would be back for more.
Her cunt ached. She rubbed her thighs together to relieve the dull pain.
He was disappointed. She could see that even though he was trying to hide it from her. He was not as fully satisfied as he thought he would be.
"It's not going to work, Jim," she said. "I won't give in to you. Not ever."
"I promise I won't tell anyone about the boys."
"That's not it, Jim."
"I know." He pulled on his pants, reluctant to leave things unsettled.
"There must be something I can do to make you want me."
"No, Jim, there's nothing. My life is my boys. That's the only true excitement for me. You should know that by now. It'll be the same disappointment for you every time."
He nodded sullenly.
"I have to have you, Angelia. That's all there is to it." His heart wasn't in his words like before. Somehow his plan had backfired. It was worse for him to go just so far and not be able to go the full limit.
Silence fell heavily around them. He tried to think of something-anything-to say that would make things all right between them.
"I want to be alone, Jim," she said impatiently. "You better go."
"Why?" he shouted. "Are you expecting one of your little pricks to drop by?"
She said nothing.
"Okay, Angelia, okay, what are your terms? Will it help to have things on your terms?" He was desperate.
"No, Jim, it won't work." She laughed. "Too bad you're not a few years younger."
He turned and walked out into the still night. His mind was muddled. He just couldn't understand. She was right there, but she might as well have been a hundred miles away.
His ego was shattered. Never before had a woman refused him in such a blanket way. He would have to accept it. No use threatening her or taunting her. She wouldn't give. She'd have to win in the end.
I might as well accept defeat now, he thought, than suffer more later. I can't have her completely, so I won't have her at all.
He continued walking slowly, dejectedly, up the trail to his cabin.
It would work out all right, Angelia thought. She sighed at her good fortune. He was gone for good. He didn't have to tell her so himself.
Young cocks flashed before her eyes. She longed to press those tiny pale balls to her lips.
She could almost taste them. The tender loins of her little young men. Her heart beat faster. Her cunt itched.
But it was early yet, the summer had barely begun. Her old favorites would be back. Some, of course, were now too old to return to camp, but there would be others. like Michael, to take their places. There would always be others.
Once they heard of that mad old lady who liked to fuck young pricks they would come running.
She wondered if anyone besides Jim knew of her habits. But she cared little what anyone thought.
Dressing, she lit the fire in the living room. Not for warmth, but for atmosphere.
Her firm, ripe body glowed red from the fire. She cast a giant, voluptuous shadow on the wall.
They came to see her as drawn in by a magnet, she thought, knowing deep inside them just what to do.
Those desires lie dormant in every young body. Some were content to frig themselves, others needed a more positive outlet for their emotions. They craved cunt, even though many had never seen a woman naked before.
She wondered how many boys would be jerking themselves off tonight in their bunks thinking of her or imagining what she looked like.
There was Tim with his long legs and muscular body and bushy mound of golden hair above his ripe young prick. She could remember seeing him in the lake, swimming nude along the shore.
And Anthony. So young, yet ready to come in an instant in her eager mouth.
There were others. Older ones. Who she sent out in the world better prepared, more secure and sure of themselves.
Funny, how she didn't feel the least bit jealous that they could be out somewhere balling a girl this very minute giving her the best time of her life.
They had been hers first. That was the important thing. She was the first to taste their come, to feel their juicy adolescent cocks in her mouth and between her legs.
Her body felt relaxed. Things were looking brighter again. Tomorrow, Michael would be back.
CHAPTER TWO
The day dawned bright, not a cloud in the sky. Angelia felt like sleeping her life away, but today she would have to get some shopping done in town. Already it was noon.
Angelia breathed in deeply as she drove to town. The fresh country air had a way of clearing her head of troubles, of rejuvenating her.
She loved this time of year dearly. The lush green foliage, the mellow scent of pine, the chirping of birds, all blended together in a warm motif she could never tire of.
City life didn't agree with her. She avoided such places whenever possible in lieu of the country. Here she could have uninterrupted peace and serenity. And, of course, her boys.
The small town loomed in the distance. It consisted only of a few structures-the general store, a small theater where they showed old grainy movies, a grocery store and a cluster of private homes, Not much else to speak of.
The summer camp provided the most business, along with families who came for a long weekend or to rent summer cottages. For the most part, it was a quiet, unassuming place.
She parked under a group of trees to avoid the sun's harsh glare.
Across the tiny square she saw a group of boys in shorts and T-shirts with a man who was evidently a camp counselor. Backpacks were scattered around them on the curb.
Her heart beat faster as she passed several who were joking and laughing together. They looked so innocent and handsome.
In the grocery store she gave the woman behind the counter a long list of what she needed and decided then to take a short stroll while her order was being filled.
"Angelia!" a young voice called.
It was Michael running breathlessly toward her, also clad in shorts and a T-shirt.
He stopped short in front of her to gather his breath.
"Angelia, I can't see you today." He looked so sad. "One of the counselors said we'd have to go on an overnight camping trip."
Angelia looked wildly about her to see if anyone was watching them. She could see the other boys and the counselor walking up a dirt trail toward the woods. Otherwise it was like a ghost town.
"Don't worry, I can catch up." He smiled and caressed her bare arm.
"Michael, not here in the open. Come over to my car. We mustn't let anyone see us like this."
"I understand," he said as if it were some kind of game between them. His eyes shone with delight.
He stood half-sitting, half-standing against the car. Angelia gently roughened his thick hair.
"I don't know how I can live without you for the next coule of days, Angelia. I had a dream about you last night. I dreamed that we were fucking and fucking and couldn't stop."
A bulge grew within his tight shorts."
She would have to make the best of things. "I was hoping to see you, too, but now well have something to look forward to. We'll both be hot and ready for an afternoon of fucking when you get back."
Michael embraced her. "Oh, I love you, Angelia. I want you so much. I thought I'd go mad when I found out I had to go on this shitty camping trip."
"You haven't told anyone about our afternoon together yesterday, have you?" she asked.
"Oh, no, I want you all for myself!"
Angelia looked quickly around again to make sure they were still alone.
"This will have to hold you until you come back." She began rubbing her palm over his bulging shorts.
A sigh escaped his lips. His eyes fluttered wildly.
Angelia undid his pants and unzipped his fly. His prick came alive under her insistent touch. It was quickly erect and gorged with blood.
"Fuck me, Angelia, please fuck me. I'll do anything," he panted hoarsely. His hands lay helplessly at his side. He couldn't move them.
"Just think what you'll have to look forward to, honey."
She rubbed his throbbing cock against his underpants, feeling the moisture of sweat produced by the friction appear through his underpants.
"Faster, faster!" His eyes closed. He put his head back and leaned his back against the hood of the car. His hips thrust forward to meet the ecstatic touch of her hand.
She could feel his balls rise and fall as they filled with come. His cock head grew more and more swollen.
Her fingers crept under his underpants to tickle his tiny balls. His coarse pubic hair ran through her fingers.
His neck muscles tightened as he readied to shoot his gism in his pants. His breathing came in great heaving gulps of air.
Pulling him toward her so his face nestled against her tits, Angelia rubbed him harder.
He could feel her nipples harden under the thin material of her blouse. This excited him more.
Michael felt his come surge upward from his balls. His milky gism shot out, soaking his underpants. His prick pulsated madly under her touch.
His long sighs of pleasure were muffled against her tits. Still his come flowed, until his cock went limp. The stain deepened against the white cloth of his underpants.
Holding him against her, Angelia zipped up his pants and snapped it closed. Her palm was moist with his come.
Michael's face was red and sweaty from exertion.
Angelia brought out a handkerchief from her bag and handed it to Michael.
"You better wipe yourself off a little. We wouldn't want your friends to think you pissed in your pants."
Michael smiled and shyly turned his back as he wiped away his come.
With that one boyish gesture of modestly Angelia's heart skipped a beat. How she wanted to taste his cock!
Michael carefully bunched the handkerchief up to try and hide any evidence of his come.
Angelia took it and pressing it to her mouth, he greedily lapped up a glob of it and Michael couldn't believe his eyes.
Angelia folded the handkerchief and put it back in her purse. She smiled and said, "I'll keep the rest for later."
Michael's knees were weak like he was about to come again. He longed for her touch, her body.
"You better hurry and catch up with your friends before they notice you're gone."
She bent down to kiss him on the mouth, thrusting her tongue as far down his throat as it would go. He sucked it, tasting her spit.
His hand reached into her blouse to caress her tits.
Angelia pulled herself away. "Save your strength, you'll need it when you get back." They laughed.
Lightly spanking his ass, she watched him run off to where his backpack lay.
He waved to her and smiled broadly, then rushed off with his sack over his shoulder. His hair flowed freely in the wind.
Angelia had to hold herself against the car for support. Her legs had suddenly turned to jelly. She could feel herself become wet with juice between her legs.
Pulling herself together, she walked leisurely toward the store and paid for her groceries.
She had been driving back to the house for perhaps ten minutes when she saw a boy standing by the side of the road, motioning with his thumb for a lift.
She pulled over to the side just ahead of him and motioned for him to get in the car.
He looked eleven or twelve, thin and obviously very shy. He said in a soft, feminine voice, "Can you give me a lift to the camp?" He was almost stuttering.
"Sure, I'll be going right by it. Get in."
He sat with his hands in his lap, looking out the side window as if trying to make himself invisible.
"How would you like to stop over at my place for a few minutes for a cool drink. It's awfully hot."
He turned to face her. "Oh, no thank you, ma'am. I have to get back for my swimming lessons."
Throwing caution to the wind, Angelia said, "I know quite a few boys at the camp. We're all very good friends. They come to my place often."
He blushed, pushing away a mass of curly hair that fell over his eyes.
"What's your name?" she asked. "Tommy."
"Mine is Angelia. Have you ever heard of me?"
He shook his head, not sure what he was expected to say to her.
Probably keeps to himself a lot, he thought. He looked so pale and fragile.
"I've made a lot of boys your age very happy."
He smiled weakly, not comprehending what she was suggesting.
"Don't be so shy. You can trust me. I won't hurt you."
This made him blush deeper. Ashamed, he turned his head again.
His shorts were bunched up close to reveal most of his thighs. She longed to stop the car and caress his flanks.
"I've got an idea," she said brightly. "We'll go to my place for just a few minutes then I'll drive you to the camp. You wouldn't want me to carry those big, heavy package by myself, would you?"
She cocked her head toward the back seat where Tommy could see a carton with several bags in it, all filled to the brim with food.
"Okay," he said reluctantly. "But, just for a few minutes." She could barely hear him. He was terribly nervous, sensing something wasn't right.
She tried to get him to relax, talking to him gently, but he remained to himself, not venturing to speak unless spoken to first.
When they got to the house, Tommy began to carry in the packages. Angelia directed him to the kitchen where he set the bags down on the table.
When they were finished Angelia took him gently by the hand and said, "Why don't we go into the bedroom. I have something good to show you."
Tommy swallowed hard. He was beginning to get the message.
"You said we could go after the packages were in," he said weakly as she led him into the bedroom.
They sat side by side on the bed. She unbuttoned her blouse and thrust her heaving tits out to him. She cupped them invitingly, rubbing them against his crimson cheeks.
Tommy tried to get up, but he couldn't. He felt glued to the bed, unable to keep his eyes off her full tits.
His voice cracked as he said, "I really have to-" But he was unable to finish.
Angelia cupped his delicate face in her hands and brought him to her. Her tongue flicked out and slid between his lips.
She could hear him exhale and tremble beneath her kiss. Her hands sought out his cock.
"Don't be afraid. I can make you feel real good." She licked his ear. "Do you like that."
"Yes, very much."
He's coming out of himself, she thought, ready for what Angelia has to give him, even though he's not sure what exactly that is.
"Unzip my fly, Tommy, and feel what's inside."
He obeyed, letting his fingers lose themselves in her deep, dark bush. He was shocked when she became wet.
"That means I want you very much, Tommy. When my pussy gets wet, she's ready for your cock."
His eyes looked at her uncomprehendingly. Things were happening too fast for his mind to register properly. He never took much interest in girls, but he had been jerking off regularly and knew the sensations that could produce.
He felt his cock expand in his shorts like it did when he thought of beating his meat.
His fingers went deeper into her bush, seeking out the lips that were turning wet with juice.
Angelia quickly took off his T-shirt and pressed him back onto the back.
"I told you there was nothing to be afraid of, Tommy. I just want to make you feel good. I want to turn you into a man."
Her palm ran in circles on his heaving chest. His hand went up to feel her tits.
Angelia's hand went inside his shorts to cup his prick and tiny balls. She felt a small trace of hair that was like fine down.
He's not too young, she thought. He's ready for me. Warm sensations filled her.
His limp prick began to come alive. She lifted her hand out of his shorts and began unzipping him.
"You're not scared, are you?" she asked.
He could only shake his head. His body felt like it was on fire. Sensation mingled inside to overpower him.
She slipped off his shorts while pulling down her own. She lay on top of him, massaging his growing prick with her wet cunt.
"Would you like to taste my come?" she said.
Again, Tommy could only nod his head. His eyes gleamed.
Straddling him, she slowly lowered her cunt over his face. She was overjoyed to see her cunt juice drip and splatter on his thin, undeveloped chest.
At first she thought he was trying to push her away, but instead he was inserting a finger in her cunt as if she were good enough to eat.
Gingerly, he tasted the juices that ran from his forefinger. A smile of satisfaction spread across his face.
"Like the taste, my little man?"
"It's delicious!"
Hearing him speak her name out loud excited her and made her juice flow more freely.
He put in two fingers and slurped her come off them eagerly. She lowered herself on him again.
"Feel for the little mound of flesh inside with your tongue. Suck it and you'll get more juice and make me feel very, very happy!"
His tongue parted her folds of cunt flesh, revealing the pink vibrating flesh inside.
He sucked and swallowed like a person possessed. His tiny hands pulled her ass to him.
Cunt juice rolled off his chin onto his belly, running down to his erect prick.
"You're so good, Tommy. I can't believe how good you are." A deep animal sound gathered at the back of her throat.
She shook uncontrollably. Waves of ecstasy spread like a blanket inside her torrid flesh.
A slurping sound filled the room as Tommy fed himself from her cunt. His teeth gnashed her pussy hair.
"Suck harder," she cried. "Suck me to the bone."
Tommy didn't need to be told what to do. He learned remarkably fast.
His head throbbed with the delicious taste of her cunt. Her cunt lips caressed his gums.
He opened her slit wider still, his tongue and lips embracing her inner flesh folds.
"You're too fucking good," she cried, her voice growing hysterical with lustful abandon.
The room turned red. The sky exploded.
Her knees gave in and she fell forward over Tommy's prone, youthful body. Shivers ran up and down her naked spine.
"Go, eat my cunt up. Eat it."
She couldn't think to form the most inadequate words to express her excitement as lightning raced through her flooded cunt.
She thought she would die. Her pleasure was so unbelievably intense. She couldn't begin to comprehend it.
She was plainly hysterical. Tears coursed down her cheeks unchecked.
When she began to sob like she did, he stopped and faced her on his side.
He had to use both hands to wipe away her juice from his face before he could speak.
"I'm not hurting you, Angelia, am I? I wouldn't do that for anything in the world."
"Oh, Tommy," was all he could say as she embraced the boy. "I'm crying because you're giving me so much pleasure," she said when he had caught her breath.
"I thought my heart would collapse. For a little boy you can move mountains!"
Tommy lay his head against her tits. "Is this what you do with other boys at the camp?"
"Yes, I'm known by quite a few of the boys there."
"I don't hang around with a lot of the guys. I really don't like the camp. My parents made me go."
He sounded so lonely Angelia wanted to hold him forever. A renewed stirring grew inside her as she eyed his small erection.
She gently rubbed his slight tuft of silken pubic hair.
"Will you teach me how to do it with you, Angelia?"
"You mean how to fuck?" He blushed.
"You're so adorable I could eat you up." She nibbled his earlobe, then trailed her tongue down his neck to his shoulders. From there she lingered on each of his tiny tits, leaving wet circles of saliva around them like halos.
Her tongue dug into his navel, then went lower and lower. She sucked on his pubes, drawing the hair sharply between her teeth.
"I'm going to suck your prick like you sucked my cunt."
She sucked his balls like a pair of cherries. His cock darted on his belly in excitement.
She took his limp cock in her mouth, rhythmically drawing it in and out, coating it with her saliva.
His ass moved up from the bed and she proceeded to stick a finger up his tight, honey-smelling ass-hole. Tommy smelled sweetly of boyish sweat and soap. And something else. That special smell of rising come, rising like steam from his balls. He whimpered as she stuck her pinkie up his hole. She had never come across an ass-hole so tight and unwilling before.
Gradually, however, the hole opened to let her digit in. In and out it went until she was sure she could insert her forefinger.
It went in without any resistance. He lifted himself up to let her in deeper.
His tiny cock was firm in her mouth. She could feel the tiny veins pulsate as they filled with blood.
His cock head enlarged, preparing itself for the flood of gism being made ready for use in his balls.
Angelia's mouth hung half open as she looked at the prone figure of her little lover. His cock was wet and glistening with saliva. She saw the head of it bob up and down from the hot desire that was pulsating through him.
She continued to suck on his erect member as if it were a lollipop.
"Angelia, you're making me feel like I've never felt before," he moaned. "More, Angelia, more."
"I'll make you feel so good, Tommy. like you'll never feel again. I'll make you feel like a man."
Angelia took his heaving cock out of her mouth. "Pinch my tits, Tommy. Pinch them hard."
Tommy reached up to grasp her bobbing tits which were swinging like pendulums above him.
Her lips quivered as his fingers brushed across her hard, dark nipples. She could feel the light scrapping of his fingernails against the skin of her tits.
Her nipples became even more hard and erect under his touch.
She moaned with pleasure to encourage him further.
How she loved that darling little boy. Already his fingers were growing more expert under her guidance.
"I'm thirsty, Tommy. I want your come in my mouth to quench my thirst. Then I want to feel you inside me."
She put his cock in her mouth and sucked him off to the hilt. His balls jumped like marbles in her hand.
Tommy arched his back and let out a high-pitched moan as she scratched under his balls, drawing her digit in and out of his ass-hole.
The flesh inside his ass-hole got musky and hot and more pliable under her probing.
She sucked his prick harder as her desire for him drove her over the brink of sanity. All she could think of was his cock.
Her mouth watered at the thought of his come shooting hot in her mouth.
Tommy's fingers entwined themselves in her thick, matted pussy bush.
"You want to feel my cunt with your prick, don't you, Tommy?"
"Yes!" he cried in breathless excitement. "I want to keep it there forever."
"Feel inside, you lovely little boy. Feel my cunt flesh."
"It's getting so wet. Does that mean you're coming?"
"Yes! Yes! I've never felt so good in my life. Go in deeper, put your whole hand inside."
Tommy loved the slippery wet feel of her cunt and the strange little button just inside her cunt lips. It got bigger and thicker.
His prick felt like it was being dipped in molten lava. He would come any minute. He couldn't hold it back much longer.
"Let me taste your cunt again, Angelia. Bring it to my mouth like before." His voice trembled.
"Yes, dear, you know just what to do."
She maneuvered herself over him until she straddled his chest. His prick was still in her mouth.
Her cunt juice left a trail on his chest as it dripped from her slit like a faucet.
He slurped and slurped. His cock became harder and thicker.
Suddenly he stopped sucking her running cunt hole, arched his back and ushered a cry of ecstasy.
Angelia quickly positioned herself back to where she was, facing him so she could watch the expression of pleasure on his flushed face.
She placed her two hands like a vise under his ass cheeks. Her digit went in and out like a piston.
Tommy's back arched like the rainbow of colors he was feeling inside himself. His backbone felt like it would snap in two.
Angelia held his heaving thighs down to watch his leg muscles tense and bulge. She pulled at his cock without mercy. She was mad with passion.
Tommy's hand fluttered wildly in the air, unable to grasp anything.
"Eat my cock. Tear it with your teeth."
Whipped to a frenzy, she sucked harder, pulling at his tortured red cock flesh.
"You're so tender and juicy," she said, releasing his swollen prick from the grasp of her lips.
"No! Don't stop. Not now! Angelia, please!"
His face was transformed in an aura of animal pleasure. Sweat ran down from his forehead and matted his hair.
Streams of sweat trickled down from underneath his hairless armpits. His thighs and lower belly were soaked in her saliva.
"Here we go, my little man," she said, placing the man root in her mouth for renewed sucking.
In one searing jet of liquid flame his come shot out, coating the inside of her mouth with its sticky, warm coat of pleasure.
His whole body jumped in spasms beneath her.
"Oh, I can't stand it." His words were garbled in a deep primeval moan.
His gism continued to flow, too much for her mouth to contain. It dribbled down her chin. She swallowed, feeling the thick come ooze down her parched throat.
Tommy lay still. His lips moved but no words came out. He breathed heavily through his nostrils.
The fragrance of his come rose to envelop them. She sucked on his prick head to absorb every trace of his seed.
His cock slit grew red and inflamed. His meat inside was raw and creamy.
They both lay side by side panting and moaning. His hand rested on her pussy.
"How does it feel to be a man?" Angelia asked.
Tommy wet his lips. His eyes grew weak.
He reached over and pulled her face to his, covering himself in her thick jet black hair.
He sobbed in her arms.
She was frightened. "Tommy, what's wrong? I didn't hurt you, did I? Maybe I was too rough with you."
"Angelia," he sobbed. "I never ever felt so good before!"
"My little baby," she whispered and drew him closer, smothering him to her neck and caressing his smooth shoulders.
She rocked him like a baby as he wept with joy.
Angelia felt so proud of herself. Never had any of her little boys displayed such emotion before.
She gave him her nipple to suck on like a baby.
Watery come dripped from his limp cock. She rubbed it off and she scooped it up with her fingertip like a shovel.
She put it to her lips, letting the come roll between her then, tasting the salty liquid.
"Has my little boy had enough for one day or would you like more?"
"I just want to sleep alongside you."
"We can do that later. You brought me to such a feverish pitch I want to feel you inside me now. I need your juicy little cock in my cunt."
"I can't. My balls ache so."
"But I can give you even more pleasure. Fuck me. Lose your virginity inside me."
"What do I have to do?" he asked sleepily. , She smiled at his innocence. She could weep at the thought of his sweet innocence.
She was aroused now to the point that she had to have herself filled with him. The touch of his hands, his cock, his lips, his thighs, his balls, his belly. All of him had to be hers to fuck with.
She began to jerk him off with her moist hand. He moaned.
"When your cock is stiff with blood and come you stick it up my cunt as far as it will go. In and out, like I did with your prick in my mouth."
"Oh, yes. I'd like that." His hand reached for her twat.
"I knew you wouldn't hold back." She was in complete control again, nothing could stop them now. They would reach heaven in one another's embrace.
His fingers tickled her clit and moved around to her ass-hole.
She spread her legs wide and pulled his ass closer to her. His limp dick lay against her cunt lips.
He laughed impishly as her bush tickled his moist little member.
They were both excited now. Tommy wanted desperately to please her. He knew it was his job to give her what she wanted so badly. He realized the mystery the other boys has always talked about in hushed tones. The stuff they wouldn't let him in on.
Now he wanted to fuck like crazy. Angelia was so fucking beautiful. She was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
Even the girls in those magazines he used to excite himself with when he whacked off weren't as pretty.
With Angelia everything crystallized. He understood everything now.
He would never take the pleasure his cock gave him for granted again. He could now, with the help of Angelia, manipulate his prick to give him the real pleasure he desired.
He felt like a god, the only man on earth. And Angelia was the only woman.
Angelia straddled his thighs. She lowered her dripping pussy onto Tommy's tool.
He would show her how much of a man he could be. His prick took control now. His whole being was concentrated in the rumbling inside his throbbing shaft.
Angelia tightened and relaxed the muscles of her cunt around the shaft of his growing cock.
They worked together like a pounding sex machine. They understood completely one another's desires.
Their groans and moans began to surface, filling the air. They wanted to fuck until they would rip each other apart.
She held Tommy's erect cock inside her and watched as he slowly slid it in and out of her and come out wet and sticky with her come.
She spurted her come all over him like a shower. The room became thick with the smell of her cream. It hung like a cloud above them.
Angelia slipped her hands before her to embrace his ass. She pulled apart his ass cheeks to feel his puckered little hole.
"Angelia, I love that more than anything, to have your fingers up my ass-hole."
She prodded his hole with her fingers as he humped her passionately.
His head fell back and his tongue lolled out.
He felt her cunt pull at his prick like a hundred pairs of tiny hands. He felt his balls fill with come.
She closed her legs around his cock making a slushy sound as her juice spread like a milky fan over his inner thighs and dripped from his balls.
He pounded and pounded and pounded at her, sniffing the stifling fragrance of her love oil.
He reached down with his palm to lap up as much of her come as he could, slurping it up with puckered lips.
This drove her mad with passion. Sweat rolled off her in great drops.
Tommy took his cock out with his hand and rubbed it against her cunt lips. He opened and closed his gaping piss hole.
"Oh, that's good, Tommy. Rub harder. Doesn't that feel so, so good?"
She wanted every inch of his tool inside her hole.
"Give me more. You slip in so easily. We were made for each other. Do it. Go in. deeper.
I want to have your balls in my cunny. Fuck me!"
Her muscles pulled with a strength that drove him up the wall. His cock filled with thick, rich come.
"I'm going to shoot my come. I'm coming, I'm coming," he cried.
"Do it to me, Tommy. Fuck my brains out."
He pulled at her cunt lips with both hands, prying them further apart. His tool continued going in and out.
She now had two fingers up his ass. They grew moist and watery.
Tommy racked and scraped his hair against hers. The root of his cock rubbed her clit. It was sheer heavenly bliss.
It was delicious for her and she couldn't get enough of it.
Tommy bucked and shoved his throbbing cock in as far as it would go. It ripped through her like a fiery pole of passion.
"Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me," she screamed.
Her fingers worked together in his flaming ass-hole. She thought they would burn to cinders with the friction.
"You're so wonderful! How can you stand it for so long? I've never been fucked so long and so good before."
Angelia wanted to hold him inside her as long as possible.
She could smell her own cunt and knew she was more turned on than ever before. How could such a young boy work over her like this was beyond her.
His orgasm was long in coming, but the deep rumbling within his balls and shaft made him realize that it would be a hundred times better than before. And to think he wanted to go to sleep!
He knew that each time was better than the last. That's why he would jerk-off three and four times in succession.
He thought what it would be like to fuck Angelia three and four times one right after the other. The bed springs shook and creaked under his thrusts.
His passion was unbridled like a wild, untamed stud. His chest was soaked with her slushy come right up to his erect little tits.
"Fuck me, fuck me fuck me," she groaned in unison with his powerful thrusts.
"I can feel my come rising," he cried, "Shit, I can't stand it! Angelia, you're doing such good things to my cock."
"I know, I know," she said. "I can feel it throbbing. It's so big and it keeps getting bigger and thicker."
Tommy kept both hands spread wide over her hips to steady his pounding into her hole.
"Suck my tits. Put your head on my tits and suck them right off."
He squeezed her ripe tits until she cried out in pain and pleasure.
"Yes! That's it. You little fuck boy, eat me."
She pulled his mouth down on hers and thrust her tongue down his throat. He pulled at her tongue like he did her tits.
Their tongues whipped in and out to caress each other. Their spit bubbled and slurped.
She wrapped her legs around him, stifling his breathing. They rocked and bucked like animals.
His come gathered in a rich pool in his balls as it prepared to shot up his shaft.
His hips rose in the air so quickly that Angelia thought he would cut her in two like a sharp knife.
"My balls! My balls!" he screamed.
His hot seed rushed out from his cock head in lusty torrents.
Their bodies steamed. They choked on the thick luxuriant scent of their mutual come.
His come filled her cunt hole till she thought she would burst. Their juices mingled and flowed out of her pussy lips as one.
Still his male gism spurt out. "Aaaaggghhh," he cried shrilly.
"Show me you love me. Pump me. Fuck me. Eat me," she moaned.
He was spent. His balls throbbed with pain and pleasure. But he was dry. He had done his best for her.
It was so hot in the room now that neither of them could move. His limp half-erection inched its way out of her dripping cunt.
He rolled over on his back and covered his eyes.
Poor little darling, Angelia thought. I've worn him out. She could feel terribly guilty in inflicting her insatiable passions on this tousled boy if it weren't for the fact that he, too, reeled in ecstasy along with her.
More important, perhaps, he would have more to look forward to in the future. She would always be here to give him more.
He cupped his balls in his palms and squirmed in mock pain. "Oh," he cried, "I ache like a mother fucker. How can I go back to the camp and swim now!"
Angelia laughed. "God, I forgot all about your swimming. What time is it, sweetheart?"
She turned to look at the alarm clock on her dresser table.
"Why, we've only been fucking for a little over an hour. It seems like years and years."
"It seems like I've been in your juicy cunt forever," he said with the look in his eyes that
Angelia was so familiar with. That droopy, sleepy look that always follows her love making with her boys.
Later, they could fuck nonstop for hours, reaching one orgasm after another until they both cried out for mercy.
Tommy would be no exception. He was one of the youngest lays she had, but the younger the prick the better, as far as she was concerned.
She would conquer boys younger and rosier than Tommy of only they had the seed to moisten her desire. It wasn't enough just to feel their little tools in her mouth and cunt-she had to have their come too.
"I can see you again, Angelia, can't I," he pleaded.
"Of course you can, my little over boy. What made you think I would let you go?"
"I thought that maybe ... " his shyness returned.
"What?" Her voice was gentle. He was a special one. She would have to handle him carefully. It was like holding a beautiful, fragile piece of china in her arms. Little boys could break so easily.
"I thought maybe I ... .. I wasn't any good for you. But," he added quickly, "it was only my first time. I'll do better next time ... I promise."
"There's no need to make excuses for yourself. You were probably the best fuck I've had."
"Really!" he cried incredulously. "You're not just saying that to make me feel good?"
"I thought I already did that." They broke up laughing.
"I hate to say it," Angelia said after they lay silent for a few minutes," but you'll have to be getting back soon."
"I know, but I can hardly walk!"
"Well, you'll just have to try your best," she said affectionately.
"Before I go, can I have one more taste of your delicious come?"
"Oh, you dear, dear boy!" She spread her legs and let him drink deeply of her come.
He tantalized her with the flickering movements of his tongue which brought forth more juice.
His nose breathed in her female smell. He couldn't believe it after all their fucking, but his prick began to stir.
"Oh, Angelia, how I loved your finger up my ass-hole." His ass muscles pulled and contracted as he relieved the feelings still nestled inside his tube.
"I make it my business to know what little boys like you want most."
He slurped up some more of her twat, nibbling at her cunt lips which were flabby and loose.
Angelia had to force herself to say, "You really have to be going, Tommy. She hated to say it.
"Please, just one more minute. It's so good."
Angelia had to practically pull him from her dripping cunt before they could dress and she could drive him to the outskirts of the camp.
CHAPTER THREE
The radio announcer warned to expect a heat wave for the next week or so. Angelia believed it. Sweat poured off her face and drenched her open blouse.
Her legs felt gummy like a light veneer of glue had been applied to them. She walked around bare footed.
A breakfast of bacon and eggs was cooking on the stove. Standing in the kitchen, she sipped a tall glass of ice water. Ice cubes tinkled against the glass like little bells.
She was surprised how refreshed she felt despite the humidity. But then she invariably awoke refreshed after a day of heavy fucking.
How did I ever survive the winter, she asked herself.
She ate breakfast out on the front porch, rocking slowly back and forth in her seat. A silent haze covered the lake and the woods beyond. The sky was a magically clear blue.
A small group of boys were swimming on the other side of the lake, the camp side, as she liked to think of it. They were diving off the wooden pier.
Angelia longed to join them.
And why not!
She rushed through her meal, desire purring like a kitten between her legs.
She sauntered down to the bride, her milky white thighs, untouched by the sun, glittered like jewels. Her tits bobbed up and down freely, unencumbered and braless in her loose blouse.
As she neared the bridge she saw to her alarm and dismay that the four boys were getting out of the water and toweling down. They looked like they were preparing to leave the lake.
Angelia's visions of an ecstatic orgy of fucking under the sun evaporated before her eyes.
Her pace slowed. She'd never be able to reach them before they ran off. Shouting at them or trying to talk them into fucking her would just scare them off.
Besides, that wasn't her way of doing things. She would feel foolish.
But no! Only three of the boys rushed off. The other boy stood rubbing himself with a towel, running it lengthwise across his wet back.
Her pace resumed and quickened and she crossed the bridge as if walking on clouds.
The boy looked as if he was ready to lie in the sun, but then he shrugged his shoulders as if to say what the hell and dived off the pier, leaving in his wake a spray of water that leaped vainly for the sky.
He swam in long, graceful motions.
Angelia's heart fluttered and skipped a beat. Despite her ambling pace, her legs felt weak.
All the familiar sensations returned to her. Her body grew warm all over, almost feverish with the sun on her.
Her cunt itched and throbbed at the time in sweet anticipation of another young cock inside it.
She just felt so fucking good, that was it in a nutshell. She was a woman who lived for those sensations. They molded her life. It was life itself.
It was how she sometimes felt after smoking a few joints, something she didn't do that often, especially after not having smoked grass for along time.
The sudden exhilarating buzz felt like her whole body was being lifted upward. It was indescribable.
She certainly didn't feel this strongly before fucking a man. Only with her little boys.
She sat on the spongy grass near the pier, waiting for her next conquest like a spider waits for a fly, or like a moth drawn to a flame, she thought.
She didn't have to wait longer.
As he swam over she began unbuttoning her blouse. She slipped it off and let if fall in a pile behind her.
That boy will get the shock of his life, she thought, smiling to herself.
He didn't know what hit him. His eyes popped open when he saw her. He just stayed still, wading in the water.
His face was lightly sunburned, bringing color to his fine, youthful features.
"Hello!" she called out, "mind if I keep you company?"
He kept treading water, not sure what to do. He looked vaguely troubled.
Angelia ran her fingers over her tits. "I love the sun on my body. It really turns me on."
He continued to tread water, not sure what was expected of him.
"If I'm making your nervous, I can always put my shirt back on. Maybe you don't like to see a woman naked...."
He swam toward her. His eyes were pinned to her heaving tits.
He got out of the water and stood uncertainly before her.
Angelia patted the grass besides her invitingly. "Have a seat next to me. Don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you." On the contrary, she thought.
"What's your name," she asked sweetly. Her voice was like honey
"Bill," he answered without hesitation. He sat down beside her. His eyes drank in the sight of her exposed tits.
He couldn't believe how casually she sat there as if appearing by magic like a princess from a fairy tale.
He had never seen anyone as exciting as her in all his life.
He felt his cock throb with desire and expand to a half-erection in his tight swim briefs. He thought it would spring right through the wet fabric.
Angelia lay on her back, her hands pushing her tits up from underneath, making them rounder and more firm. Her nipples stood straight and tall.
She turned on her side to face him. She cupped her chin in her hand and smiled.
"You have a big piece of meat in your pants," she said, eyeing with unhidden desire the growing bulge of his hard-on beneath his swim shorts.
The shorts barely covered his man root. It was as if he had overgrown the briefs but wore them anyway, innocently oblivious to the temptation he evoked.
Bill rolled over on his stomach as if to erase the impression he was leaving on Angelia's sex-starved mind.
He nervously plunked at clumps of grass, discarding them in one nervous motion then pulling up more.
He didn't know what to do. He wanted desperately to touch her, to see what she had hidden inside her shorts, but he was too timid to make a move.
He could see a faint trace of dark pubic hair on the inside of her thighs. His excitement leaped inside him like a tiger.
Bill started to sweat profusely even though he was dripping wet from his swim His head spun in circles.
His prick was fully erect now, it's contact with the soft ground made his passion snap like a whip. His hands shook violently.
Angelia's hand reached out and began to trail down his back, sending shivers up his spine.
"You look so deliciously cool, Billy." Her hand slipped inside his wet briefs.
She could feel his back muscles tighten. He couldn't find his voice to articulate his feelings. His whole body was concentrated on the sliding motion of her palm.
Her finger inched between his ass cheeks, gently rubbing his throbbing ass-hole.
She licked his ear with her fleshy tongue and bit and pulled his hair with her teeth.
It felt so good he thought he would die. He rejoiced in the pleasure of his own helplessness.
Her finger was a flaming torch as it burned its way up his virgin ass-hole.
He moaned and spread his legs open to let her in deeper.
The pleasure sensation grew to dizzying heights as she rubbed around his ass opening, pulling at the same time the little hairs below his balls.
He had never thought of his ass-hole as a source of such ecstatic pleasure before now.
She hadn't even touched his cock and already he wanted to shoot his come.
As if understand how he felt, Angelia withdrew her digit and pulled him around so he faced up at her on his back.
His swollen cock head stuck out of his briefs, ready for her cunt.
"Shouldn't we go some place else," he croaked, putting a palm over his bulging prick to hide it from her.
Gently, she took his hand in hers. "No, we're safe here. I want you now. I can't wait any longer."
He felt a sickening sensation in the pit of his stomach. New and overpowering sensations were playing havoc with the boy's mind and body.
"I want to fuck you out of your skull," she groaned. "I've had my eyes on you for some time." Her charm was flawless.
"You have? But ... why?" His brain raced in confusion.
She felt inside his briefs and pulled on his tool. "Because your cock is so big and strong. I want your bitching little prick in my mouth. I want to taste your come in my mouth and between my teeth."
"You ... you want to eat my come?" Shit, he thought, what's she saying! He was afraid. No one had ever spoken to him that way before.
Once, when he was younger, a girl at school asked him to show her his cock.
In his garage, he unzipped his pants and whipped out his tool to her delight and let her fondle his cock head.
But he felt so ashamed, certainly too ashamed to ask her to show him her cunt. Instead, she opened her shirt and let him touch her budding tits which made his cock grew harder in her hand.
He was so excited he later went into the bathroom and beat his prick off until it was sore and wet with dribbling come.
He dreamed of her little tits and the touch of her hand on his limp prick and woke up with his juice wetly spreading over his pajamas.
He was shy with girls, a blushing virgin if ever there was one. Secretly, though, he wanted so badly to get his rocks off in a girl's cunt.
"What does come taste like?" he asked like a little child, his flames of desire growing brighter and hotter as her hands consumed every inch of his body.
"Mmmmm." She licked the water off his hairless arms, driving him to the threshold of human endurance.
"It taste like a deliciously salty sauce. When I taste your cock you can drink my cunt juice. Little boys like my come juice."
Bill's mouth watered.
He drew her to his now torrent flesh, pulling at her erect nipples which danced in front of him.
I have him now, she thought. He'll surrender himself fully to my fucking.
Her toes slid down his smooth legs, her palm cupped his ass-cheeks and bunched them together.
The beginning of his gorging shaft below his throbbing cock head began to emerge from underneath his briefs.
"You know my every desire," she moaned, her nails leaving red marks in his flesh as she dug into his back.
She pulled the wet fabric of his tight swim briefs up and down against his cock shaft, creating a friction Bill's own hands could never come close to.
"Put my cock in your mouth and suck it. Please put it in your mouth." His face grimmaced in pain as he tried to hold back his raging come from shooting out.
Angelia got on her knees and ripped off his briefs.
His cock became a full hard-on when the sultry air touched it.
She pulled his hips up against her until they met with her tits. He wrapped his legs around her waist, holding on for dear life.
Her mouth lowered like a vacuum down onto his cock head.
She sucked his cock head while she gripped his heaving shaft and hand fucked him.
His cock head spread the piss hole gaped open. Veins gorged with blood stood out on his meat. The neck of his cock head, where his thick shaft began, trembled hotly.
She boiled in his throbbing balls.
Sweet boyish cock smell filled her nostrils and sifted into the recesses of her lips as it ran from the pulsating flesh in her hand.
It was life itself that she was holding, mightier than anything else on earth. His prick became harder and thicker still, exciting her more.
She swallowed his cock to the hilt and licked his balls and the line of flesh running to his ass-hole.
"Oh, sweet shit," she half sobbed feeling his prick get wet from her spit and pulsate against the inside of her mouth.
He could see the outline of his cock head against her cheeks. She rolled her mouth around making it circle like a whirlwind with his cock right in the middle.
"Suck me. Suck my come and chew it," he moaned.
His cock felt like it was underneath a deliciously warm, refreshing waterfall in the deep cavern of her mouth. like all the waters of the world were rushing over his prick and bathing his shaft.
Thick globs of come rumbled in his balls like a volcano about to erupt.
Voices screamed in his head. "Come now," they urged, "Shoot your load of come."
"Yes," he cried out in answer. "Pull my cock head." He was delirious with mounting pleasure and want.
"Suck, suck, suck, suck," he chanted wildly.
Angelia wetly slipped his hard-on in and out of her mouth.
Taking his erection in her hand, she pushed the flesh of his shaft up to cover his cock head and submerged his piss hole in a blanket of flesh.
"Shit, yes," he groaned. "Hand fuck me. Fuck me with your mouth. Taste my salty come."
"You're so big," she panted eagerly. "I can't hold you in my mouth, you're so big."
"Yes ... yes you can ... you must, you must!" His chest heaved with desire and pleasure.
Her tongue went up the full length of his erect cock then circled the nape of his cock neck before returning down to the hilt to lick his balls.
She lifted his heaving balls in the air, fondling them lovingly.
"Please," he begged her. "I want to come in your mouth. Put me in your mouth."
She stroked him with the palm of her hand.
His load was almost too hot to hold in. It burned his shaft wickedly.
Tears-sprang to his eyes. "Please ... please ... in your mouth. Put my prick in your mouth!"
"Why?" she teased.
"Oh ... oh, shit. Please ... " His voice broke.
She slipped his cock back into her mouth. Her teeth raked the throbbing, heaving flesh of his moist erection.
His come first dribbled then rushed out in great gulps of thick, steaming juice.
His hips thrust against Angelia's waist, nearly knocking her over.
She sucked and sucked until he shot his come load and was dry and spent.
"Oh, that was so fucking good," he sighed, fulfilled.
His limp half-erection jerked convulsively as it left Angelia's mouth.
She ran his come around her mouth, slushing it between her teeth.
She bent down to kiss him. His lips greeted hers as if they were made for her. She let his rich come drip into his mouth as their lips touched.
They both sucked and chewed on his come like taffy, sharing the great globs between them.
Then she swallowed it all herself, licking her lips in satisfaction.
"You're unreal," he said looking at her with puppy eyes. "The best there is!"
"Why don't we go to my house," she said. "You haven't even seen my drippy cunt yet."
His face brightened in sheer delight.
"How could you ever make my cock feel better than you just have?" he squeled in childish admiration.
"Oh, my little man, that's the best part. You still have a lot to learn!"
He nearly fell over himself putting back on his briefs. He wriggled his limp dick at her before slipping it snugly inside the damp swim briefs like a hand in a glove.
His back had matted imprints on it from the grass. Angelia smoothed them out with her hand. Then they walked across the bridge, up the path and into her house.
"You have the most lovely tits I've ever seen," he said as Angelia undressed before him as he lay on the bed, propped up by two pillows.
His mouth filled with saliva as she rubbed her fingers between her pouting cunt lips.
Juice dripped down her inner thighs in a viscous cream. Her fluid shined like silver.
Bill pulled off his briefs and dropped them to the floor.
Prick in hand, he began to jerk his meat off.
Harder and harder he pulled at his prick, watching Angelia draw closer with her open, floppy, dripping cunt lips.
"I want your prick in my cunt. Save your come for my cunt."
He slapped his prick meat against his belly as his hand pulled at it as fast as lightening.
She couldn't stand it any longer. Rushing to him, she molded herself over him, covering his towering cock.
There was nothing she wouldn't do for him and there was nothing she wouldn't go through to stimulate herself and the boy at the same time.
She could feel him inside the redolence of her cunt and knew that he was more than willing to fuck his nuts off.
She could smell herself and that was the best sign that she was getting her fill of his member.
He heaved at her in delicious abandon as he felt the shudders of pleasure and delight surge through him and want to make him come.
They were like barbs of electricity as they rushed their high volted power through each other. He had never felt like this before and now that the newness and novelty of it was upon him he couldn't get enough of it.
Angelia groaned with delight as she felt his cock head cut through her, pushing deeper and deeper into her pussy.
"How do you like my cunt, Bill? How does it feel to have your penis against my clitoris?"
Bill was glad to do it. He was giving her the thrill of her life. He was giving her the stimulations and the pleasure that she wanted and he gave to her time and time again.
It was delicious and warm inside her and he wanted all there was of her in there.
She rubbed the delicate head of his cock deep within her cunt folds and felt it's wet stickiness. .
Her cunt was wide and gaping and Angelia reached down to pull back the cunt lips so he could move around comfortably.
Angelia's cunt lips quivered in pleasure as she felt his velvet smooth cock head fight its way deeper and deeper in the folds of her twat.
She felt her first orgasm break over her and send little shivers of pleasure and delight all through her. It was about to send her over the brink of orgasm and she welcomed it with all her lusty passion. She shuttered with lust.
It was too good to be true. She was in another world.
His little spasms of pleasure and bliss were building up to one large spasm of pleasure that was about to come over him and break loose the last of his resistance.
He could not hold himself back. He felt the tension and pleasure of what he was about to unleash on her. Angelia wanted that.
She had to feel his precious load of come deposit itself deep inside her.
That's what she was after and she knew she was going to get it and that it would be so, so good.
Her cunt opened as wide as it could. Bill's cock was wedged inside as deep as it could go.
She scraped and pulled at the bottom of his balls with her fingernails, driving him into a lather and a frenzy of pleasure and excitement.
Cunt was never like this! he thought.
Her cunt was dripping furiously now and still hungry for his meal of cock.
She wanted to fuck him to pieces.
She reached down with her hands and spread her cunt lips so that the pink and tender meat was exposed to his thick shaft.
She grabbed his cock with her shaking hand and rubbed the head of his prick against her soppy cunt and felt a shudder of pleasure shoot through her.
It delighted her to no end and she wanted to fuck him forever. She wanted his thick cock inside her for the rest of her life. She inserted it back into her throbbing cunt.
He was stuffing her cunt full of his cock and she loved it.
She began the slow and rhythmic grinding that would bring them both to the peak of pleasure. Electricity surged through them.
Bill joined in the thrusts and the tentative lunges that were making them both climb the wall in pleasure.
Angelia tightened the muscles of her cunt and felt them constrict at the base of his shaft. He gave a moan and a gasp of delight as he felt her wet, heated cunt.
The pressure was building inside her cunt and it was great. He grasped in delicious abandon. She was swallowing his cock like her mouth had swallowed it before.
The superbly trained muscles of her cunt were sucking him for all he was worth.
Her cunt lips ground and quivered around the base of his cock shaft as she stroked up and down on it like a slippery hand. His prick came out wet and slippery each time they stroked and each time they pulled it out for more.
They fought and bucked and Bill was finding it terribly hard to breathe. He was having a hard time trying to catch his breath and he knew it was because she was sucking every ounce of energy from him through his cock.
His balls slapped against the bottom of her ass as she jumped harder on top of him. She sat on his cock with a languid smile of desire.
He was getting the stroking of his life and would never forget it for as long as he lived.
Angelia licked her lips in appreciation of the great fucking she was getting and giving him. Her breath caught in the back of her throat as the pleasure thrills shot through her.
She couldn't get enough air into her lungs but she continued fucking him like it didn't matter in the least. He didn't care what happened to her now.
Her cunt lips were red and sore but that only increased her pleasure. She went on pumping and shoving.
The pain and pleasure merged in her cunt so that she couldn't tell them apart. It didn't matter; she loved them both.
"Bill, your cock is inside me. I can't believe I have your whole cock up my cunt."
She reveled in the sensations that broke like waves over her and made her pant with pleasure.
Angelia swirled the cock inside her like she did in her mouth before. Bill felt like he war inside her mouth and her cunt at the same time.
"Give me more cock ... more cock ... more cock. I love your cock. More cock...."
Her cunt buckled in a frenzy of lust. Her lust knew no limits.
Her ass-cheeks were burning from the friction caused by his bouncing balls of come. Her shit tube felt empty and needed something to fill it.
She stuck her finger up her ass and rolled it around inside. Bill was too lost in his own desires to notice. The dark, wet hole of her tube felt slippery and deliciously tight.
She sat on her finger and it went up to the knuckles. She was stuffed to the brim with his cock and her finger.
"Deeper, Billy, deeper. Meet my finger with your cock. Rip me wide open."
Bill was more than willing to try his best. The heat of her cunt merged with the heat of her ass-hole. It was a strange and nice feeling and Bill found that he liked this feeling the best.
It was like a whole" new world inside her and he opened himself up to receive it.
"Let me stick my finger up your ass-hole."
The muscles of her tube tightened and constricted around his finger and pulled it in as if she were trying to jerk off his finger. He loved it.
Her cunt and ass-hole rubbed against his crotch and his fingers, making him hot and sweaty. He couldn't breathe.
Their bodies were on fire. The steaming whirlpool of their desire heated his come and made her juice steam.
He was wedged deeply inside her and there was no way he could get out even if he wanted to. Angelia wouldn't let him.
"Your cock is driving me out of my mind," she moaned. "I feel like your prick will dissolve my cunt in its creaminess."
She wanted that thick, creamy liquid embedded deeply inside her and she was going to make sure she would get it. She gripped and pulled his shaft, giving him the treat of his life.
His cock may be young, she thought, but it makes up for that with its passion and the youthful energy it has. These young boys fucking their way into adulthood was a priceless gift to her.
"Fuck my cunt, Bill. Stick that big, hard dick of yours inside me. Oh, baby, fuck me. Harder. Fuck my cunny."
Bill was inspired by her words to ram and shove harder into that wet, sloppy hole with his tool. He was driven mad by her words. Incredible things were happening to him.
He thought he would flip out completely from the sensations ripping through him and making him thrust and shove his thick meat with increasing passion into her hungry cunt hole.
But Angelia was insatiable. Her cunt hole could take in three cocks at once and still crave for more.
He reached up and made his cock massage and frig her cunt hole and her pulsating clit.
Her pussy yearned for more meat and stimulation. Her clit begged for more and more cock head.
It was as if she were obsessed with a demon that had been unleashed inside her to absorb the hungry jabs of his cock.
Her cunt creamed more and more with fluid until she drenched Bill's balls with her aromatic cunt sauce.
"I'm gonna come, Angelia. I'm gonna come! I can't hold it in any longer. Help me hold it in. Help me hold it back, Angelia."
"Billy, you must keep your hot come inside you." She was still in the middle of her stimulation and to have him come now would be a disappointment she couldn't bare. It would spoil everything for her.
Her cunt needed more attention. It wrapped itself around his cock, feeling the come stir in his shaft. She would have to stall his coming. She wanted so much of his cock now and if he came she would lose it all.
She had him by the base of his cock and she felt the rigid tool pulsate and throb in her cunt. She stopped riding the boy and just held him inside her.
He relaxed, letting the come travel back down into his balls.
They were about to reach a crest and they wanted to reach it together and make it the best possible.
Angelia jumped up and down on his prick and ground herself fully on it, letting the cock rub every crevice of her cunt.
It was too, too good to stop. His cock inside her tantalized her more and more.
The liquid from her ravaged cunt was pouring out at a tremendous rate and there was no stopping the flood as it soaked the bed.
The heavenly smell curtained them and filled them with the aroma of their mutual fuck sauce and their mutual come. It guided them on to heights neither of them ever imagined before.
Angelia suddenly collapsed on Bill and her cunt held her as she trembled with pleasure and hysteria.
"Oooooohhh, Billie. My cunt feels so slushy and weak on top of you. I feel so happy. Do it more. Fuck me more."
Bill, like Angelia, was reaching a state of total exhaustion, but he continued pounding her cunt flesh until he was ready to collapse with fever and pain.
He came inside her in a frighteningly intense rush of semen. The juice sloshed upwards from his balls and oozed out of her hole.
His thick, white come mingled with the more watery come from her dripping cunt. They were both happy now and they were both grinning with pleasure and fulfillment. They panted like a couple of animals that had just had a wonderful meat fuck.
"My cunt feels so good, Billy. You're so fucking good. The best lay I've ever had."
His heart pounded like a hammer. His cock jerked as if trying to pump up some more come from his balls, but his giant load was spent. He was wasted.
All the energy had been drained from him through his cock. They both lay panting and breathing like there wasn't enough air for them to breathe.
He looked at the delicious mounds of her ass cheeks and a new desire sparked through him filling his body with renewed energy and lustful desire.
"What's it like," he asked slowly, "to fuck you through the ass-hole ... ? "
Angelia's heart beat faster. A tingling sensation gripped the inner folds of her ass tube.
"Oh, you great, big beautiful boy. You have the balls of a superman. My ass feels the need of your cock. Yes, I want to feel the come in my cunt mingle with the come from your prick in my ass-hole."
Her words excited him even more. The flesh of his cock prickled in anticipation of the tight hole of her shit tube. It would even be better than the warm, sticky feel of her cunt.
Angelia rolled over on her stomach. "Go to the bathroom and take the jar of vaseline from the medicine cabinet," she said.
She watched him get up and walk to the bathroom, his limp cock already was getting heavier from the milky come mixing in his sacs. His expanding balls slapped his thighs as he walked, sending shivers of hot desire up Angelia's spine.
He got down on his knees in front of her ass and spread her ass cheeks with his trembling hands.
He opened the jar of vaseline and spread the jelly over her ass cheeks. "I want you to feel wet and slippery like the inside of your cunt. That'll turn me on more than anything to feel your gooey ass-cheeks with my fingers as I butt fuck you."
"Yes," she moaned. It felt so wonderfully delicious. Leave it to one of her boys to think up such a delightful idea.
"Spread some on my back," she said. "I want to feel your tits slap all over my back."
Bill did as he was told, then he started on her ass crevice. The warm, pink flesh inside her cheeks sent charges of electricity through his loins.
"Butt fuck me. Fuck my ass-hole raw," she groaned. He got so excited he could barely apply the jelly on his fingers to stick up her inviting ass-hole.
"Hurry," she cried. She was tremendously turned on by his fingers and she could feel the cunt juice run out her pussy lips onto the sheets, making a squashing sound under her.
His now-steady fingers shoved the jelly up her hole until it couldn't hold any more.
"Fill me with your cock. Please hurry!"
He jerked off his cock with the thick, clear jelly, making his meat stiff and hot in his hand, ready to slip in her gaping ass-hole.
A trickle of watery ass juice made its way through the vaseline and out of her burning shit tube. She was so excited she could hardly breathe.
His cock was pulsatingly hot and slippery with the thick oozing coat of jelly. His prick grew thicker and bigger in his hand as his balls filled themselves with come.
He leaned over and touched his belly to her back and positioned himself against her slippery ass cheeks. He spread her ass-cheeks apart with his fingers and parted the slippery inner ass-flesh.
His cock head rubbed against her pink, warm flesh the tight hole of her desire.
He took his slithery cock in his hand and guided it into her ready ass tube, rejoicing in the pleasure of the touch of her ass-flesh against his throbbing member.
"Quickly, Billy, I'm so hot and excited I could die." she moaned. They were exciting each other with their growing mutual pleasure.
The sweet aroma of her ass-hole mingled with the vaseline and the manly scent of his prick, making a delicious smelling perfume of mutual desire.
"Push your cock in my ass-hole, Billy. Push it in as far as it will go. Fill me with your cock shaft. Rip my ass-hole in two."
Her words made his body ache with desire. His cock head slipped inside her hole and inched itself up her shit tube.
It went in beautifully right to the hilt. It made a slushy noise as it went in and out of her hole.
"Oh, it feels so good," she moaned.
The tight muscles of her ass-hole pulled his cock shaft in so that his balls slapped her ass-cheeks. He was a throbbing pole of desire inside her.
Her tube muscles gently rubbed his shaft like soft crushed velvet. Her ass couldn't get enough of its little bundle of joy. The come bubbled in his balls.
He could feel his balls jump around in their sacs as they tried to push themselves up into her ass-hole. Bill fought and squirmed with the intense pleasure she was giving him. He had never felt anything so good in his life and the thrill of it made his breath come in short gasps and his chest heave against her slippery back in delicious abandon.
There was something completely wild and frantic about the way he was moving and thrashing against her ass-hole and ass-cheeks.
He was filled with the sudden necessity and urge to come. His temples throbbed with the blood that rushed through him and made him too hot and flushed to care what was happening to him.
He was dizzy with the pleasure and thrill her ass-hole was giving his cock. His desire knew no limits. The boy bucked and shoved his cock deeper into her shit hole. His legs twitched uncontrollably. They contracted and relaxed as the pleasure thrill rushed through his loins
He wanted to shoot his deep load of come into her tube and there was nothing that anyone could do to stop him. His cock throbbed and ached to release the thick creamy liquid of his desire into her shanks.
Angelia reached down below her and began to massage her clit and rub the rim of her cunt lips. She wanted to come at the same time as Bill.
Her finger brought the kind of exquisite pleasure she delighted in. She felt that she was coming and she worked her fingers in faster and faster, imitating the thrusts of his cock.
The air was being forced out of both their lungs by the tremendous force of their approaching orgasms. It was too much for any human being to bear.
Angelia felt her cunt gush forth a thick load of female gism that sent electric ripples of pleasure through her body.
Bill felt he was coming too and could last no longer. Hot, heaving come ripped through his cock making him gasp in pleasure and pain. He was climbing the wall in delicious abandon.
His body quaked and buckled until he was a driving, mindless beast intent only on getting the most pleasure his hot little member could give him. He fought himself for more and more pleasure.
"Oh, shit. How I love your cock," she cried. "I love the feel of your prick deep inside my flaming ass-hole." Then he let loose a torrid load of come. It burned its way up her ass-hole, making her cry out in both pain and pleasure. It was so good for the two of them they could hardly believe it was true.
"Oh, shit, that was wonderful," she moaned as her ass muscles continued to milk his prick.
He lay on top of her, unable to move. He was totally exhausted. This continuous fucking was hard work for both of them. But the rewards were too good to pass up.
Angelia was content for the moment. She now had enough lovers to last her for weeks and Michael would be back to see her tomorrow. That gave her an idea.
"Billy, how would you like the idea of group fucking?"
"I'd like nothing better." His voice was sleepy and sounded far away. It also sounded anxious and willing.
She cupped her hand around his limp cock and pressed the flesh of his cock head together to let loose a dribble of watery come. She rubbed the come into her fingers like a lotion.
"Can you come back here tomorrow afternoon after lunch?" she asked.
"I'll do whatever you want me to . You're a fucking sex machine and I love it."
She told him about Michael and her idea for them all to spend the dav fucking each other. He was very enthusiastic with the prospect.
"Then be back here tomorrow for the fucking of your life, sweetheart," she concluded.
CHAPTER FOUR
Michael arrived at her house first. He looked terribly hurt. "You never told me you were fucking Bill," he said, looking like he would burst into tears any minute.
She put her hands on his shoulders, ready to-pull him to her tits in an embrace. She couldn't understand what was wrong with him. She thought he would be thrilled.
He pushed her roughly away. "Cut the shit, Angelia. I thought I was the only one you cared about. I thought I was the only one who could really bring you pleasure. Now you go and fuck Bill and then expect me to fuck you with him too." He burst into tears and hid his face against the wall.
"Oh, my poor little Michael," she cried out in anguish. "What have I done?" She tried to comfort him, but he only pushed her away.
"You know I love you the most. I just couldn't bear to be without your sweet little prick for two whole days, and when I saw Billy swimming I just couldn't resist. You're too young to understand. Just because I fuck another boy it doesn't mean I love you any less," Angelia explained.
One of the reasons she loved her little boys so much better than men was because of the emotional ties that weren't demanded of her. With a man there was always a possibility that her freedom would be in jeopardy, that she might have to marry and settle down.
But her boys accepted things as they were and didn't demand anything from her outside of their mutual pleasure while fucking.
Now Michael was posing a dilemma she was unprepared to handle, if he was as troubled as he seemed. Perhaps it was something she could reason him out of. She never imagined that he would act this way.
She waited patiently until Michael calmed down a bit. She sat on the couch and motioned for him to sit next to her. "Please, Michael, let me try and explain to you."
"You don't care a shit about him, that's all. I thought when I'd get back we'd be all alone, just the two of us ... I thought I would go out of my mind without you ... "
"I know. I know. I felt the same way. Just imagine what you felt without me." Angelia said," but only a hundred times worse. That's how I felt without you, Michael. I couldn't stand it.
"I tried not to show it," she continued," but I was really let down when you told me about the camping trip in the first place. It wasn't your fault, of course, that you had to go, that's not what I mean, but I needed to fuck so badly. I was burning up with desire ... but you know I still love you the most."
"But you didn't even tell me about your fucking together," he said pouting. "Bill was the one that told me. He had such a greedy look in his eyes that I could have killed him. He told me what you both did together. Just the idea of someone else's cock in your cunt is enough to drive me up the wall."
"But you know I've fucked boys like you before we met," she said.
"Yes ... I know ... but that's not the same thing. That's already over with. I knew all about that from the guys at camp."
Angelia felt strangely ashamed. "I'm sorry, my precious," she said softly. "Please believe me Michael. I wouldn't want to hurt you for the world. I was so stupid only to think of myself and not of your feelings too." She stroked his hair lovingly, then she gently pushed away the tears that streaked his troubled face.
"I'll understand if you don't forgive me and never want to see me again, Michael, but I want you to know that I was wrong and that I apologize."
His chest heaved. "You know I can't live without you! I was just hurt, that's all. I thought maybe you dropped me for another guy."
Don't be upset, Michael. It hurts me to see you like this. I don't know what came over me yesterday. I promise I won't be so thoughtless again. Ever."
There was a sudden knock at the door.
It was Bill. She closed the door behind her and stood on the porch with him. He knew right away that something was wrong.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I can't explain right now, but we'll have to postpone our plan."
"How come?" His face flushed in anger.
"It's Michael. He's terribly upset that I didn't tell him of our plans myself."
"So what? Why should he be upset," he leered. "I wouldn't be if I were in his shoes."
"Michael is younger than you and he's a sensitive little boy. He doesn't understand things like you and I."
"Bullshit! What's this shit you're trying to pull on me?"
"Billy, I'm telling you the truth, believe me.
He clenched his fists. "He's in there with you now, isn't he! What are you trying to tell me? To fuck off or what?" He was livid with anger.
Bill calmed down a bit. "He didn't say anything to me when I told him...."
"I know," Angelia said, "but he got here a few minutes ago and started to cry. Believe me, he's all upset...."
"What do you think I am for shit sake. I was looking forward to a kinky fuck and now you give me this crap!"
It was Angelia's turn to get angry. "Look! Don't be such a fucking pain in the ass! I'm the one dealing the cards and you better remember that. If you don't watch yourself you'll never see my cunt again."
"Okay, okay. I believe you. But what's gonna happen now?"
"Just let me talk to him and calm him down. We can then meet here again tomorrow. I know I can talk him into it. I'll let him give you all the details, how's that?"
"Okay," There was obviously nothing he could do now, so why hassle any more?
"Good," she said. "He'll see you back at the camp later. Don't worry, there's nothing wrong. I'll settle everything."
She leaned over and gave him a wet, juicy kiss on the mouth. Her tongue played with his gums then drew away. "Run along now and let Angelia make things alright."
Things, could have gotten very nasty, she thought, as she went back in the house.
Michael stared at her with an empty expression. She couldn't be sure what he was thinking.
She took his face in her hands and bent over to kiss him. He embraced her and put his cheek close to hers.
"Do you forgive me, Michael," she asked in a whisper that send shivers up his spine.
He paused a minute before he replied. "I ... I guess so."
"Then we're still friends?" She drew away to look into his eyes.
He smiled and gave a little shrug. "Yeah, I suppose so.
Angelia tickled him playfully in the ribs and they fell on the bed laughing like two small children.
His hand reached into her shirt and cupped her pliant tits. Without saying a word, Angelia unbuttoned her shirt, took it off, and began unzipping his shorts.
Slowly she pulled the zipper up and down against his underpants creating a delicious friction against his bulging cock. She could feel it grow hard and thicken in pleasure.
"Ohhh," the boy moaned, spreading his legs.
"You like that, don't you, Michael," she teased gently. They were back on the same footing again. It was as if the trouble a few minutes ago had never happened.
"Oh, Angelia. You always know what I like best," he moaned.
"I'll make up for all the pain and torment I caused you. I want your manly cock in my cunt and in my mouth."
Those were the words Michael wanted to hear the most, the ones that kept running through his head over and over.
She pulled off his shorts and yanked off his underpants. His prick throbbed in her hand.
"Aaaaggghhh," he gasped in a long sigh of pleasure.
Angelia jerked off his prick in her hand.
"Put it in your mouth. I want your mouth on my cock. Suck my come. Suck me dry."
She covered his cock head with her mouth, running her tongue all around it. It made Michael's head swim.
Angelia sucked and lapped at him with the growing fury of her desire and passion. She began to rub and tweak her clit and her cunt lips. She wished she had another boy to stick a cock up her cunt hole.
She fantasized about having Bill's cock up her cunt and Michael's up her ass-hole.
It was so exciting to think that she experienced a mild orgasm that whetted her appetite for what was yet to come.
The cock in her mouth was now as stiff and as hard as it was going to get. It felt so big she had to have it up her cunt. She wished Michael didn't want a blow-job so badly, but she'd have to give it to him.
She slipped the cock out of her mouth and smiled at him.
"Don't stop now," he whimpered, "Put your prick in your mouth and suck it."
Angelia felt Michael's hand descent to her belly and find its way to her cunt. She gasped in surprise and delightful pleasure as he found her clit and slowly played it back and forth in his fingers.
He moaned and smiled and looked at
Angelia with eyes glazed with lust. She had seen it on all her little boys as they fucked her. She hefted his balls in her hands to test the weight and fullness of them.
Michael's cock was wet and glistened from her mouth. She saw the head of it bob up and down as she took it in and out of her mouth.
She sucked his prick harder as the pleasure coursing through her brought her on the brink of insanity. He thrust his hips forward and forced his cock deeper into her mouth.
"Fuck me with your mouth. Fuck me with your throat. Fuck me. Fuck me," he moaned.
His hot come fluid felt like molten lava in his balls. His balls pressed up against the bottom of his shaft as they prepared to shoot their milky load.
"I'm coming, Angelia. I can't stop it," he moaned in pain and pleasure, the two sensations merging together to produce a sensation that was driving him up a wall.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned as she continued to suck at his tool.
He arched his back and pulled his head sharply back. The muscles on his neck jumped out. His chest heaved.
In and out his busy cock went. Deeper and deeper into the recesses of her deep throat. He couldn't stand it much longer.
Then it happened.
Fierce strings of come rushed out of his cock head and scalded the inside of Angelia's mouth. She loved it. She couldn't get enough of his seed.
She sucked on his erect cock like ice cream. Her eyes fluttered as she tasted his manly, salty juice. She had to hold onto his hips to keep herself steady as he squirmed and bounced like crazy under her.
She held his cock in her and pushed the come up his swollen shaft. As tiny drops emerged from his piss hole, she sucked the head of his shaft through puckered lips like a human vacuum.
She let his steamy hot fluid ooze down her throat.
Her saliva gathered in a bubbly pool on his pubes. It ran through his little bush, between the individual curly hairs, and coursed down to his balls.
Michael felt at peace with himself and with the world and he knew that Angelia felt just the same way.
He stretched himself languidly as Angelia lay besides him with her head on his belly. He raked his fingers through her dark, rich hair.
Angelia caressed his thighs, rejoicing in their creamy adolescent texture. She kneaded the developing muscles with her dexterous fingers.
"Oh, Angelia," he sighed, "you give the best blow-job in the world."
"That's what all my little men say." They smiled at each other and she continued to rub his thighs while Michael reached under to cup her tits in his eager hands.
Now he's ready for the real thing, she thought.
She straddled his thighs and began pulling up his limp cock with her cunt lips.
She pulled apart her pussy lips with her fingers and fit the quivering flesh like a glove over his moist cock head and forced it up in the air.
A tremor of pleasure ran up Michael's belly. The scene of her pulling at his cock with her cunt lips was so kinky it excited him like he'd never been excited before. It was like the first time they fucked together.
His prick quickly got hard and firm as she rose up and down on her haunches, only massaging his throbbing cock tip of desire.
It was like having a hundred oily little elves play with his piss hole.
The dome of his cock head expanded with blood and turned a deep red as blood rushed up to it.
The hard flesh of her clit dug into his shaft as she went down on him.
He moaned and groaned in anguish and pleasure. He was hot all over with a throbbing fever.
The pressure of his come load was building deep in the recesses of his sacs.
"Fuck me," he moaned. "In your cunt. Put my cock in your cunt. Oh, Angelia...."
His words drove her mad. She couldn't any longer control her movements so that his prick was forced in and out of her cunt right up the hilt.
The deep redolence of her cunt folds enveloped his throbbing, burning manroot. Angelia's breath came out in heaving gasps that both frightened and delighted the boy.
"Yes ... your cock is in me. It's inside me, Michael. Feel it inside me. Ride me ... ride me forever!"
Michael was beyond words. His mind was in another world. All his precious body fluids were rushing to his thick shaft, filling it until it felt about to burst. It simply felt utterly incredible.
"Just think," Angelia panted, "how it would feel to have Bill's cock in your mouth ... to have your prick in my pussy at the same time ... to have his balls up my ass-hole...."
Angelia was crazy with passion and lust. Words tumbled from her gaping mouth; she didn't know what she was saying. But understanding dawned in Michael's dulled, feverish mind.
Visualizing the three of them fucking and both their little pricks in her mouth at the same time and the rush of their come filling her mouth made her buck Michael's prick harder and faster.
"Shit yes," he cried. "Faster, faster!"
"Both your pricks up my ass," she moaned. "I can frig you both with the muscles of my shit tube at the same time."
The idea of them all fucking and sucking at the same time turned Michael on. Yes, he thought, yes ... yes! I'd like that!
As she pounded the boy's cock unmercifully she kept repeating over and over how wonderful it would be to have both their cocks in her mouth, in her cunt, in her ass. She could give Bill head and be fucking Michael at the same time.
They fantasized about how it would be with the three of them fucking and sucking that it was almost like having Bill there in the room with them.
Michael's antagonism and jealousy toward Bill faded away in a delicious mist of ecstasy. He could hardly wait to taste Angelia's cunt and feel Bill's prick in his hand at the same time.
He wanted Bill's cock up his ass-hole and his own prick in Angelia's mouth.
"Fuck me ... fuck me," he moaned in delicious agony and pleasure as Angelia bucked and straddled his bursting cock between her wet thighs.
Words couldn't explain the intenseness of his lust. He could only groan like a wild animal.
He rose from the bed with his cock still inside Angelia's dripping cunt and forced himself down on her.
In and out went his heaving member. It was like a burning pole of desire inside her.
He pumped her like there was no tomorrow. Both their sweat and her flowing cunt juice mingled to form the familiar scent of desire and pleasure.
"Fuck me harder," she screamed shrilly, "Your cock ... inside me ... deeper...."
Her words whipped him to a frenzy of passion the-likes of which he never thought existed inside him before.
Tears of joy and pain coursed down their cheeks. She pulled him down closer to her and kissed him wetly on the mouth. Her tongue was an evil serpent inside his mouth. They sucked each other's tongues.
He couldn't hold his come in much longer. Their thighs made a slushing noise as her pussy juice flooded his tight come-filled balls, making him ache in blissful desire.
Then his floodgates opened to let out an awesome rush of thickly rich come sauce. It spurted out of him and coated the inner folds of her cunt hole.
As his cock thrust in and out of her cunt the hot come liquid sent shivers of pleasure through her clit.
"Oh, shit ... " she moaned in his ear.
He was shaking with the pleasure running through his shaft like a massive bolt of electricity.
His hips continued to thrust his limp half-erection inside her. Dribbles of water spent come slipped down the outside of his cock shaft and dripped down to his shrunken balls, drop by precious drop.
Michael's vital juices had been drained through his cock head. He felt as dry as a desert.
It was frustrating. Michael's cock still jerked up and down trying to shoot out more come, but his load was spent. And with it the intense sex buzz he loved so.
A warm sleepy afterglow of pleasure made his body tingle. His thrusts slowed and then stopped. He pulled his limp, beaten prick out of her cunt and fell back exhausted on the bed.
From where he lay Michael could see inside the pink redolences of her satisfied pussy. Her cunt lips were floppy and loose. Liquid gism dribbled from her cunt lips that were like a spout and soaked the sheets under her.
"Oh come to me, my sweet little love maker," she moaned.
It ached even to breath, but he managed to crawl slowly to her side and fall into her embrace. Her dark, sensuous nipples were hard and firm in his mouth as he sucked her tits.
"You're my little fuck machine and I love you for it," she moaned contentedly.
She fondled his battered prick in her hand.
"Please, don't," he cried out in pain.
"Oh, my poor little man," Angelia cooed sympathetically. "I've really worn you out."
Michael grinned sheepishly. That grin said it all. He would never tire with her, pain or no pain.
They spent the rest of the day in each other's arms, talking softly. Turning on the charm, Angelia made him readily agree to a group fuck with Bill the following afternoon.
Michael would meet him at camp and they would come over to Angelia's house together.
But mixed emotions ran through Michael's body. They were new sensations and they scared him. He was thinking of Bill trying to picture what his cock looked like.
Michael had never seen another boy's prick before. Even at camp he always managed to take a shower alone, too embarrassed to let the other boys see his cock. like all young boys who are unsure of themselves, he felt that somehow his cock was smaller than it should be and that its size would provoke humiliating laughter from the older boys.
Bill was older than Michael by two years and a huskier boy. Michael had talked to him a few times as they roomed next door to each other at the camp.
The more he thought about it, though, the more he thought of tomorrow as a real adventure. A haunting feeling of sexual inadequacy still plagued him.
The more he thought of Bill's manroot the bigger it got in his imagination. He felt the need to see it sucked and fondled by Angelia. His hole throbbed in anticipation.
But he had to have Angelia too. That was the icing on the cake. He could never do it with Bill alone. It would have to be under the guidance of Angelia. She would have to guide them both.
Angelia had such a way of making things alright!
"I'd do anything for you, Angelia," he said suddenly. His prick began to harden.
'Then let me play with your cock. I feel hungry for more of your delicious come." She started to jerk off his little pecker.
It took a while for Michael's prick to reach its full potential, but it wasn't long before it was hard and thick to Angelia's liking.
She rubbed the piss hole with the flat of her palm, driving him wild with desire. He could hardly keep still and it was hard for him to breathe.
Then everything melted in a sheen of pleasure as a few drops of come were forced out of his cock hole.
A few choice globs of gism splattered his belly. He moaned with pleasure, the sound catching at the back of his throat.
Angelia licked the come juice from his stomach and let it run drop by drop down her throat to soothe and bathe her insatiable desire for this young boy.
After it was over, she let Michael sleep for a while, mainly so she could watch his pale, youthful figure in quiet, uninterrupted peace.
She studied the slow rhythmic rising and falling of his boyish chest as he slept.
Angelia could watch him like that for hours. To her, the most beautiful thing in the world to look at was the naked, frail body of a young boy.
She blinked her eyes to see if Michael was an image in a wonderful dream. But no, he was still there on the bed, glowing in the late day sun like an extraordinary beautiful jewel of flesh and desire.
Her heart pounded and she felt weak all over. If only she could have her little boy to stay with her for the night. But she knew that would be too dangerous for them both. Still, the idea excited her.
After musing for a while longer, Angelia got up and quietly dressed. Michael awoke and stretched.
They walked hand in hand down to the bridge. She kissed him goodnight and watched him disappear into the woods.
CHAPTER FIVE
Tommy walked as quietly as he could to the house and stepped to the open window. The breeze blew the sheer curtains to the inside of the house and he could hear muffled noises within.
They were talking, the three of them, low and mellow, and the steady cadence of their speech was occasionally broken by giggles and then by deep, satisfied sighs of pleasure. They were all fucking, but Tommy couldn't really see anything distinctly. His eyes were now accustomed to the darkness, but could not penetrate the eerie darkness of the inside of the house.
Tommy wondered if he should burst in and break the whole thing up or if he should simply stay at the fringes of their lust and listen to the liquid sounds of their moans of pleasure.
The sounds of their pleasure were exciting the boy's curiosity and his lust as well. He knew something was up as soon as he had seen Michael and Bill walk together laughing and jumping toward Angelia's house.
The thought of them fucking without him, of them tasting her alluring come juice, was something he couldn't live with.
The thought of them alone in there with her was something too hard to bear.
He had to see at least what was going on. Somehow he had to be a part of it. As Tommy craned his neck into the darkness of the house, he felt his prick harden and chafe against his jeans.
He had to see what was going on no matter what.
The moaning and groaning was becoming louder as Tommy became more daring and craned his neck closer to see. He thought he could make out three figures writhing together on the bed, but he couldn't be sure. He would have to get even closer.
Sweat ran down his forehead and his armpits felt moist and uncomfortably warm and sticky. His heart pounded louder, filling his ears with the drumming beat.
He was afraid they would hear him breathing heavily and hear the sharp pounding of his heart. But they were intent on other matters.
Tommy could hear Angelia's mattress creak and the air around him seemed to grow thick with lust and anticipation. He had to see what was going on even if he exposed himself. He pulled himself over the window sill and edged himself closer inside.
"What was that?" Tommy heard Michael cry out.
There was some shuffling around and the bed creaked again. Someone opened the door of the house. It was Angelia, with a towel wrapped around her. One of her tits hung out, exposed.
Tommy tried to pull himself back outside to run, not sure what Angelia's reaction would be if she saw him looking in like a peeping torn, but it was too late. Angelia had spotted him.
"Well, what the hell are you doing spying on us!" She was furious.
Tommy stood there shaking like a leaf, unable to talk coherently. "I ... only ... I thought ... I didn't mean any harm ... " He mumbled on like a madman.
Angelia didn't know what to say. She thought for a brief moment that it was Jim or perhaps one of the counselors. In a way, she was relieved that it was only the small boy.
"I heard noises ... " he trailed off lamely.
"Oh, and I suppose you just happened to be passing by?" Angelia said with scorn.
Tommy turned red and stood shuffling his feet, staring at the ground.
Angelia broke into a smile. She could see the bulge inside Tommy's pants. She said in a casual, even tone, "Why not come in and join the fun."
Tommy was shocked and surprised. He wasn't sure what it would be like fucking Angelia and Michael and Bill, but he was eager and willing to give it a try.
Angelia took him by the hand and led him into the darkened room.
"Come on, don't be embarrassed, we're all friends," she said, smiling.
The two boys inside were sitting on the edge of the bed, naked. Bill's cock looked enormous. His balls were dark and heavy. Michael was trying to cover himself modestly and feeling very foolish in front of the younger boy.
The situation was tense and a bit disconcerting for the four of them. No one seemed to know what to do next. The boys were waiting for Angelia to make the first move.
She sat between Bill and Michael and fondled their cocks at the same time. "There's enough here for everyone," she smiled.
They all laughed. She had broken the ice.
Without any hesitation, Tommy ripped off his clothes and lay down beside Michael. Angelia could see that all three boys were very turned on and very hot. Tommy's thin, little shaft began to thicken.
Angelia slowly pushed Michael down on his back and then lifted his cock in her hand and began to stroke it up and down slowly so that he began to sigh slowly and evenly.
"Are you just going to lie there, Tommy, or are you coming over here?" Angelia asked a little impatiently.
Angelia's heart was beating faster as she drank in the sight of the little boy's cock getting harder and harder. Her nipples were hard and erect on her creamy tits.
While Angelia nursed Tommy's prick, Michael and Bill embraced and watched them. Angelia took the stiff cock in his hand and began to masturbate him while caressing his heaving belly at the same time.
Her hand reached down to comb Michael's mound of soft hair with his fingers. Michael gave a low whistle of appreciation.
Angelia was becoming more excited by the minute as she turned on to the scene of all of them on the bed. She was horny as hell now.
She stopped playing with Michael's balls and Bill put her tit in his mouth and began sucking on her nipple. Angelia threw her head back in pleasure as Tommy's eager mouth went to her cunt lips.
She wanted them all inside her. "Let's get it together," she moaned in passionate delight.
"I've never done this before," Tommy said foolishly.
"You're never too young to learn," she said.
Michael began sucking on Angelia's other tit. Angelia's body was pulsating in a seething mass of pleasure. She had never had so many boys at once before This is where it's at, she thought.
Angelia felt Bill's coarse hand reach down to stroke her silky pussy fur and insert his middle finger up her cunt while Tommy was busy sucking her off. His mouth was dripping come.
She gasped in surprise and delight as both Bill's finger and Tommy's tongue slowly played with her clit at the same time.
Her finger went up Michael's ass-hole as she french kissed him. He looked at her through eyes glazed with pleasure and then they kissed languidly and passionately for a long moment.
"Tommy, suck me harder. Suck up the pussy juice you love so much. Ooh, ooh, nice," Angelia moaned.
Tommy sucked at the swollen nubbin of pleasure. He could feel a tremor of pleasure surge through her body.
Now Bill straddled Angelia's chest and dangled his cock just above her mouth. His balls hung touching her lips like a bunch of grapes. Angelia was hungry and willing and took the cock quickly and wetly in her mouth.
The air was thick with the smell of their bodies and of their organs. The four of them were groaning and moaning with pleasure. They were like lust-crazed animals.
Angelia sucked at Bill's member until it grew thick enough to fill her mouth. He rubbed his cock head against the inside of her cheeks. Her cheek muscles pulled and prodded the shaft.
"Oooh, Angelia, suck me. Ooh ... ooh ... yes, that's it. More, more ... " Bill moaned.
His cock was wedged tightly between her lips. He rammed his cock slowly and languidly in and out of Angelia's mouth. Her tongue sucked his piss hole and tried to wedge itself in there.
Angelia reached over to caress Tommy under the balls and the small tender spot at the back of the balls and his ass-hole. She could feel the tight balls fill with come as she held them in her hands, feeling the growing weight of them.
Tommy moaned inside Angelia's cunt.
Angelia's full cunt lips held Bill's cock head in a firm liquid embrace. She couldn't get enough of his prick. She could smell the sweet aroma of his come rising from his balls.
Tommy pulled his face out from her dripping cunt and wiped the come off his mouth and nose. He then inserted his throbbing erection into her twat, rejoicing in the scratchy feeling of her coarse thick mat against his cock shaft.
Angelia felt the power and tension of Bill's body increase and become stronger with each stroke and plunge of that delicious tool in her mouth.
She could feel the muscles of his thighs flex and throb with desire and need as he plunged deeper each time into her willing mouth.
Angelia felt the distinct tremors of an orgasm break over her like a wave of warm water.
Michael maneuvered himself so his prick was against her ass. He lubricated his stiff cock with some vaseline jelly that Angelia had thoughtfully left out in a small jar on the bedside table. He inched and wiggled his way into her ass tube. He shoved his cock in to the hilt in one swift motion.
Angelia cried out in pain and pleasure. All her cavities were filled. Bill was about to come in her mouth. Michael's pole of desire burned like fire through her ass-hole.
Bill let out a suppressed sigh so it came out like a rush of wind. He shot his come load in one wild thrust that sent his gism rushing into her mouth. She drank in the milky strings of come and chewed it between her teeth at the same time. She made scratching motions against Bill's hot prick.
Bill coming in Angelia's mouth excited Tommy to the heights of passion and desire. His thrusts left bruises on Angelia's thighs.
Tommy knew that he would soon be coming all over the place. He couldn't hold his come in much longer.
Bill thrust his limp, moist cock into Angelia's mouth. "Suck me, man," he cried. "Suck my nuts off."
Angelia could feel that Tommy's balls were tight and ready to spill their precious load of come. She fought for that. They each wanted that come in their mouths to taste, but that would have to wait.
Michael and Tommy stopped their thrusts as if on cue, then both moved their pricks in and out at the same time until Angelia's cunt and her ass-hole felt like they were combined to form one smooth tube of desire.
Bill moaned as his prick went in the side of Angelia's mouth fully to the balls so that Angelia was able to lick Bill's balls at the same time. She liked the feel of Bill's coarse, short pubes against his lips.
Bill straddled Angelia's face and sucked on Angelia's two tits. Angelia felt herself completely enveloped in a delicious carpet of young little boys. Tears of pain and pleasure rose to her glazed eyes.
Bill let loose his load of flaming gism at the same time that Tommy let loose with his pent-up load. Angelia choked on Bill's wave after wave of come, but she slurped it up eagerly and let it travel down his throat without losing a drop.
Tommy's come juice was being sucked out of his cock head by the masterfully trained lips of Angelia's weeping cunt.
The whole scene was reaching a crazy climax. The moans and groans mingled with the scent of their mutual sweat and come juice.
Angelia tightened and relaxed the muscles of her ass-hole around the shaft of Michael's prick and milked him until he felt the dizzy spasms of passion break over him. His cock was wedged tightly in her deliciously moist and gooey hole.
Angelia felt the grip of another orgasm take hold of her thighs and make her buckle and heave, driving Michael's cock in to the absolute hilt. His balls slapped against her ass cheeks. It felt like he was spanking her with the palm of his hand. She loved it.
"Deeper," she moaned, "deeper. Fill my shit hole. Fill it!"
Tommy and Bill lay on the bed kissing her passionately and watching Michael and Angelia at the same time as if drawing strength from their aura of passion and desire that surrounded them like a fine mist.
"I'm coming," Michael sighed as if in satisfied relief. "I can feel the come ... rise up from my balls ... it's filling me ... drowning me ... faster, faster ... ! "
Michael's temples throbbed with the weight of his passion. His body felt numb except for the growing sensations taking place inside his pulsating cock.
Bill thrust his salty tongue between young Angelia's breasts, sending shivers up both their spines. Angelia felt Tommy's prick stiffen in her hand. He was getting ready to shoot another load.
Angelia reached out with her free hand and spread Michael's ass cheeks. She gazed with desire into the dark little hole of puckered flesh. She bent down, forcing Tommy's mouth away from hers and slowly licked the ass-hole, igniting a further spark of desire inside his friend.
Then she bent down and slipped Bill's prick evenly in his mouth feeling the smooth texture of his cock shaft. Bill gave out a long sigh of pleasure.
Angelia wanted more. She was never satisfied. She concentrated her efforts on Michael's prick, drawing delicious moans of ecstasy from him as she and Bill worked on him together.
It was too much for. his young body. He creamed the inside of Angelia's ass. Her ass opening quivered with pleasure and delight as it tried to keep inside the juices that were gushing forth.
Loud groans of pleasure escaped their lips as they came or were about to come gushing and frothing all over one another.
Michael's limp and soggy prick inched out of Angelia's ass pocket and he fell exhausted on top of her. Angelia still sucked greedily of Bill's cock wanting the come all for himself.
"Ooohhh ... " Bill groaned hotly.
Through eyes shadowed with the afterglow of their passionate exertions, Tommy and Michael watched Angelia and Bill suck and pull on each other's cocks.
Bill's huge, throbbing manroot was embedded deep inside Angelia's mouth and almost ready to let loose its floodgates. She sucked at Tommy's cute little ass-hole, letting his tongue run rampant inside it.
Bill felt the tremors of pleasure flow through his companion and he knew the small lady was enjoying his motions of pleasure. Angelia bucked and strained as Bill slipped two fingers up her hole.
Angelia, as if in appreciation, sucked the head of Bill's cock and worked her wet lips lower to the beginning of the shaft She could smell the head aroma of his cock and his balls and he felt the come rise in her cunt.
It was a contest of wills between the two lovers to see who would come first. Bill wanted to hold himself back as long as possible. Little boys are out of this world, he thought. His eyes filmed over in passionate abandon as he spied Angelia's tiny trace of pubes against her pale smooth skin.
Angelia could see the sensations the boy was getting from her love was written on his face. Bill's eyes were half closed and his mouth was gaping open and listless. Her own eyes were closed as she slowly sucked the throbbing cock in her mouth.
Michael saw how excited she was becoming as the scene was reaching a frenzied climax, so he inserted several fingers up her juicy firm cunt.
This brought satisfied howls of pleasure from Angelia. My dear little men, she thought, they are learning so well!
Little boys were something out of this world and she knew that she would be hooked on them for the rest of her life.
Michael could see the shaft of Bill's cock slide wet and slippery from between her mouth as she slurped and sucked on the stick with renewed fever and passion.
She could feel Michael's tongue suddenly suck on her clit as his fingers massaged the inside of her cunt folds. Juice squirted-out of her pleasure hole. "Come on, Michael," she moaned. "Really lick my cunt. Suck it all out."
Michael could smell the thick aroma of her cunt and knew that everyone else could smell the wonderfully woman fragrance too. It excited all four of them to drive harder.
The pleasure was too much for Tommy. He let his head fall back and felt the come boil in his balls. Bill's enormous shaft stood erect and straight out from between his legs.
"More," Bill cried." Stick it back in your mouth or I won't suck you." Angelia gratefully obeyed.
Angelia could feel Bill's mouth search for more intimate contact with her cunt as it got thicker and fuller with come. She had both Bill's shaft and his balls in her mouth and he bit savagely on Angelia's shadow of pubes.
Tommy cried out in pain and pleasure. He loved to have his little mound of silky hair pulled and chaffed too.
Then he came. Come pumped from his cock shaft so furiously that she could barely keep the little pecker in his mouth. As the waves of pleasure swept over his arched body, Angelia still managed to keep Bill's cock in her mouth. It was wet and sticky with his spit.
Bill swallowed the salty sweet liquid and his mind swam at how good it was.
She then let Bill's limp penis fall from her lips in a dribble of come and saliva and thrust her hips up to meet Bill's steady, rhythmic sucking.
Angelia fondled Michael's half-erection as he flicked his tongue in and out of her pouting cunt lips. There was something deliciously exciting about having a young strong boy suck her off.
"Deeper, deeper," she moaned gratefully.
Her stomach pumped in and out in ecstasy. She couldn't see Michael's face any more. He was completely buried in her cunt and he wanted to stay there as long as he could. Nothing could pry him out.
He was more than happy in there, knowing that he had Angelia all to himself and was giving her such sweet pleasure. Her thighs wrapped themselves around his head to keep him a prisoner of her insatiable cunt.
When Tommy's hand wandered to Angelia's tits, Michael pushed him away in anger. He could see out of the corner of his eye that Tommy wanted her tits desperately, but it was tough shit as far as he was concerned. He wanted Angelia all to himself.
Tommy understood and directed his efforts toward making himself come. He was so unbelievably hard and thick in his hands. He could barely cover his thick shaft with his fist.
There was something lust crazed and out of this world with the scene before Angelia's eyes. She was digging it more than ever. It was something she had always dreamed about and now her dream was coming true. She had to make it last as long as possible.
Angelia was surrounded by everything she always wanted. She had her favorite Michael inside her and she could watch Bill and Tommy play like caged animals just let loose. She was in the throws of a passion that could only increase in intensity.
Bill's come rained in thick globs onto the sheets. He bucked so hard with his orgasm that Tommy thought he would break his jaws with the force of his thrusts.
"Oh, sweet shit ... I can't believe what's happening," he cried. "My cock ... is ... going ... to ... explode!" With that, he let out an animal cry and fell limp on the bed.
Tommy took his battered tool in his hand and forced more come out of it so he could come completely. Bill was completely spent. Michael's prick was hard and firm under the kneading of Angelia's expert fingers. He slipped it into her cunt and removed it dripping wet with her love juice. Then he positioned himself over her ass and pulled apart her cheeks.
He went in without any trouble, drawing a sigh of admiration from the other two boys who watched him fascinated.
"Harder," Tommy called.
"Deeper," Bill encouraged.
Michael grew heady with passion. He wasn't sure if he could go through with this. His balls ached with desire.
Bill got up and positioned himself over Michael's butt and beat his meat to make it full and hard.
When he had a hard-on he motioned to his mouth, moistening his shaft with saliva. Dribbles of Tommy's spit ran down Bill's prick.
But Michael couldn't stand the thought of fucking anyone but Angelia. His adolescent cock lusted after her womanly, ripe body. But he felt the need to feel her presence everywhere, even in his ass. He moved to the head of the bed near her arms. "Oh Angelia," he said, "I'd love it if you shoved your fingers up my ass. I could jerk off while you did it."
Angelia was only too happy to comply. The sexual menage made a t tangle on the bed, and it would have been almost impossible for an intruder to see exactly what was going on. Bodies of young boys rubbed and sank into every orifice of the woman's body. She moaned and groaned and writhed in response to the sexual stimulation she was getting. The boys were like little untamed beasts as they beat their meat or sunk it to the hilt in Angelia's ass or mouth, or in Michael's case, his ass on her fingers.
Little Tommy was beside himself with joy. This was the first time in his young life he had experienced such carnal pleasures. His erect cock twitched, sending spasms of ecstasy throughout his body.
Bill was reacting to the sensual forces in the same way. His lovely yet-to-mature, but slightly hair buttocks twitched. His cock felt great.
This was turning out to be fantastic.
This communicated itself to each of them-they would all come as one, together.
Moans and groans and sighs of pleasure mixed in the midst of their sweat and come juice. They were in a world of their own. It was driving them up a wall.
The smell was like an aphrodisiac to Angelia. She could feel the rumblings deep inside her ass-hole and the pressure threatened to tear her apart. Then she suddenly felt warm and sticky inside as Michael came in a rush of gism.
As he squirmed in pleasure, Bill felt his cock shaft become searing hot as his molten come tore out of his sacs. The pleasure was too much for him. He fell on Michael's prone body in an almost dead faint. His head spun and a film of red colored his vision.
Tommy increased his tempo faster and faster as he came. Tommy was coming.
Tommy's tiny balls pulsated and became hard and tight as the come made ready to rise into his shaft. There was something completely wild and animalistic about the way he was writhing under the power of his cock.
He wanted to shoot his load of come deep and long. He ached with desire to release his seed. His hands caressed his ass cheeks and he took his own balls in his hands as if to force the come out of them.
Angelia wanted to come at the same time as the boy. She inserted a finger in her cunt and massaged her clit. Her digit gave her the kind of stimulation she was looking for.
Her cunt lips twitched and shivered as her female gism coursed down her mound and onto her thighs. She was on fire.
Meanwhile, Angelia had put her middle finger up Tommy's ass and scratched the thick inside of his ass-hole. She could feel the flesh mold itself around her finger as she spun the digit around inside Tommy's ass.
Tommy began to weep softly. He had never known such pleasures and delight before. He cried grateful tears of pain and joy. And as a shrill cry escaped his lips a stream of bubbly gism shot from his cock head like a rocket and spattered the bed.
It felt so warm and pleasant that Tom rubbed his thighs together to try and rub the come into his luscious body. A bright smile of satisfaction lit his tace like a beacon.
"Delicious," moaned Angelia as another spasm of orgasm coated her body. She lay back and sighed, lapping up her own female gism from her fingers.
The boys were all gasping and panting for air. It had grown hot inside the room even though a cool breeze wafted in through the open window.
"Ooohh, shit," Tommy moaned.
Bill smiled and affectionately rubbed Angelia's neck. Michael caressed her thighs. They all turned to smile at Angelia and couldn't help laughing together because it had been better that they could have hoped to imagine. Even Angelia was pleased, and for the moment she felt very, very satisfied.
CHAPTER SIX
Angelia gave herself completely to the new turn of events in her life. She couldn't get enough of group balling. The four of them did things to each other they never before imagine. It was one long sex adventure after another.
The boys became slaves to her and to each other. They only lived to gratify their desires. They would do anything to bring each other to a fulfilling climax.
They were like children with a house full of candy. At the end of each day they were left limp and too weak to move. And still they wanted more.
Angelia would go to bed dreaming of her boys' little cocks until each one developed a character of its own. She liked to have Tommy's prick up her ass the best. She liked to suck Michael's shaft the most because his come tasted the richest. And Bill's enormous tool was always at home in her cunt.
As for the boys, it was like a dream come true. Michael could be fucking Angelia and have fantasies about all of them at the same time. It hurt him when she finger-fucked him, but the pain soon turned to pleasure as they manipulated their bodies knowingly.
At first Tommy felt like an intruder because of the time he had spied on them. But now he felt like one of the family and he would do any number of delicious things to give his partners, especially Angelia, the pleasure they craved for.
The boys were careful not to be noticed each day as they walked to Angelia's house. They would sometime come at different times of the day or split up and take long, circuitous routes through the forest.
And strangely enough, they got away with it unnoticed each time. No one at the camp seemed the least curious about their activities because the three boys wouldn't dare even hint at what they were doing with Angelia. Then everyone would want to get in the act!
Angelia never felt better in her life. The steady daily sexual activities brought a rosy complexion to her cheeks and she seemed to be getting younger looking each day. She certainly felt as good as she looked.
As the weeks wore on, she tried to keep it out of mind that soon her boys would have to be going home and perhaps be lost to her forever. The boys detected a sort of melancholy about her now and again when she looked at them with a funny and far away look in her eyes.
But they were too young and inexperienced to understand. They just tried harder to please her.
Then one evening after the boys had left she had a visitor. It was Andy.
She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw him standing in the pale moonlight at the entrance to the house. He was taller by a few inches since last summer and had a marvelously deep suntan. They embraced without saying a word and Angelia wept softly on his shoulders.
"Angelia," he said, his voice shaking, "Let's do it like we did last summer."
"Oh, Andy, we'll make it much, much better!"
Angelia sat back on the bed and watched Andy undress for her. She felt her need for him grow to a fever pitch as if the afternoon's pleasures had merely been an appetizer for her.
"My dear little Andy! Did you miss Angelia?"
The boy couldn't speak. His knees were shaking as he got out of his pants. He pulled off his underpants and stood fully naked before her.
She gasped in delight as she saw his rigid tool jut out from between his thighs. "My, how you've grown since I last saw you!" she said in admiration. Andy smiled, looking very pleased with himself. He approached her.
"I'll make you feel good, my little man. I'll make you want me more than ever."
Andy gasped in anticipation of the delights that awaited him. Angelia sensed this. She knew what she was doing to him and she loved every minute of torture she was giving him. It was just like old times.
She remembered him sitting against the tree with his hot prick in his hand and she began to unbutton her blouse. His eyes closed in delight for a minute as Angelia's heaving tits came into view.
"Undress me, Andy. You remember how." She spread her legs invitingly. With trembling fingers, he undid her shorts and felt for the elastic underneath.
She took his cock firmly in her hand and rubbed it up and down. Andy thought he would faint with desire and lust.
"Do you like that, Andy. Tell me if you want more."
Andy ripped off her panties in way of reply and put his cock head against her pussy.
"Do it to me, Angelia. Do it nice like the last time. I feel so weak I can hardly move," he moaned.
A shutter of pleasure ran through him as she cupped the head of his firm young prick into her mouth and sucked it like a lollipop. She noticed his mound of pubic hair had spread to cover more flesh above his shaft since last year.
Andy's cock became hot and firm as she ran her tongue around the head of it and slid her mouth to the base. She fondled his balls in her hand. They were still smooth and creamy to the touch.
His tense fingers reached down to entwine themselves in her mound of coarse, curly black hair. She moaned and shivered in pleasure.
"You're remembering everything I taught you, Andy, and it feels so damn good."
'Take me in your mouth, Angelia. I want to feel your hot lips run over my prick." He was like putty in her hands.
Angelia took his hand and inserted his middle finger deep inside her. Andy felt the liquid of her cunt course down his fingers and cover the back of his hand with a creamy rich coat of female gism.
"You remember how, Andy. That's it! Deeper, deeper," she sighed.
Her desire mounted with each stroke of him inside her. She yearned to taste his delicious come again.
She slipped the boy's prick between her lips. She drove the pole in and out of her mouth with her lips so that he moaned in ecstasy.
"Oh, Angelia," he moaned, "how I missed you!"
Those were the words she was hoping to hear. Nothing could pry his prick from inside her mouth now except for an orgasm that she felt was soon to come.
He had been looking forward to this moment all winter. When he had to stay and attend a couple of classes in summer school he thought he would die. All he could think of was Angelia.
While sitting in the hot, stifling classrooms he would think of Angelia's ripe body and slip his hand unobtrusively in the pocket of his jeans.
He would gently massage the tip of his cock until he felt the come rise up his shaft. Then he would stop and wait until the shooting, boiling pain would stop coursing up his shaft. When his erect prick was limp again he would repeat the movements of his fingers over his cock head.
He would continue like this until he could barely sit still in his chair. Then he would come in a rush of pleasure that filled his loins and wet his pants. For a few brief seconds he would be back in Angelia's arms with his lips on her tits. He could almost taste her nipples in his mouth. Then he would become weak and bleary eyed. After the rush of orgasm was past, he could only feel disappointment.
Angelia grabbed his ass cheeks and forced him inside her mouth until only his balls were visible outside as they bobbed up and down. He bit his lips and drew blood. He was trying hard to hold back his come, but he couldn't do it.
His vision blurred and he saw stars. His legs felt like rubber could no longer support him. He fell weakly against Angelia and the come burst in a powerful and awesome rush from his cock head, instantly filling Angelia's mouth.
Andy's body circled round and round as if he were about to fall. Come surged like acid and like a searing rush of hot molten lava up his cock shaft.
He felt as if he was inside his own cock, rising up with his come. The turgid sauce pulled at the inside of his cock flesh, rubbing against the muscled fibers. The friction of the liquid against the inside of his cock walls was deliciously intense and alive. The pain of it burning through him both hurt and soothed him at the same time.
Time hung suspended. Seconds seemed like years. Everything was in slow motion. The pleasure thrill was unbelievably keen. His heart stopped and his breathing grew alarmingly shallow.
It was like riding bare back on a horse gone wild in the wind. The breeze blowing through the sheer curtains at the window cooling the sweat of his feverish brow. He could feel the blood throb in his temples.
Still the come surged through his cock. He wanted to cry out and shout hurry! hurry! The suspense was unbearable.
Angelia kept his cock steady in her mouth, wedged tightly between her ruby red lips. He tried to force it in and out, but was too weak. The come burned sluggishly in his balls. Why can't I come? he thought in alarm.
Pain and pleasure mixed in a. wave that washed over his body.
Then it happened. The pleasure was made more intense because it seemed so long in coming.
Angelia sucked the steaming come from his prick head. The lips of his piss hole shivered in delight. His orgasm made him both moan and groan in pleasure. The sensation was out of this world. It was like being jerked off by a thousand moist hands.
His hands grabbed the back of Angelia's head, partly to steady his trembling body and partly to bring her mouth even closer to his feverish loins.
He was crying and laughing at the same time. The pleasure seemed to last for hours, sparking through him like electricity. He prayed that it would last forever. And it seemed to go on for almost as long.
It dried out his body like a rag being wrung out. His eyes fluttered and closed. He seemed to enter his body and to become part of the rich flow of semen that dribbled from the corners of Angelia's mouth.
His cock was so thick and gorged with blood in her mouth that it frightened him. He had never known anything like this before. His head swooned in lusty delight.
Then it was over as soon as it had begun. The last drop of milky cream was drawn out of his prick by her eager lips and he lay back gratefully on the bed, his limp prick dangling between his legs and sending tremors up his spine as it slapped the inside of his thighs. His balls were raw and wasted.
He couldn't speak, but Angelia could tell from his blissful, grateful expression that he had come like a superman, enjoying every minute of it. She licked her lips in satisfaction. Sprinkles of his come juice stood out like dew on her chin. She lapped up the watery residue greedily.
He couldn't comprehend how insatiable her desires were. He relived the summer before all over again, this time much more vividly.
"How does my little man feel now?" Angelia whispered in his ear.
He smiled and embraced her, kissing her thankfully.
"You taste so good," she moaned. "I can never get enough of your saucy come."
"Remember when you came twice in my cunt," she continued softly. "How good you felt...."
"Yes," he said automatically, remembering how it had felt.
"I want you to fill my cunt again with your throbbing prick. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to come in all of my orifices."
His limp cock grew plumper and firmer against his thigh. It bristled against his bushy mound of pubic hair as it began to grow.
Angelia watched it uncoil like a snake.
"That's my boy," she said with a trace of wonder in her lusty voice.
She got on her knees and straddled herself over his belly. "I might as well give your petered-out little cock some help," she said with a smile. Andy giggled and his hands trembled slightly. My lord, she'll rip me apart, he thought.
Her thighs were spread wide apart and as she lowered her dripping cunt over the head of his cock that bobbed and pulsated beneath her.
"Put your hand on your cock," she commanded, "and rub the head across my cunt lips."
Andy had to hold himself back from the temptation of sticking his half-erection right in her cunt. First things first, he thought with a smile.
Angelia slowly settled herself on top of the boy until she had the whole thing inside her. She bucked and shoved with growing passion.
Andy's cock penetrated the core of her pleasure as she rocked herself back and forth and up and down over his stiff erection.
It was delicious for her and she could not get enough of it.
"Fuck.me, Andy," she moaned. "Fuck me, you little cunt teaser!"
Andy felt his prick rip through her like a fiery pole of passion and desire.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Shove it in all the way ... that's it. Deeper, more, more, harder. Ooohhh...."
Andy inched his middle finger around her ass cheeks, knowing that she loved a finger up her shit tube.
The tip of his finger rubbed back and forth across her ass crevice. He scratched at the opening of her hole with his fingernail and could feel the good sensations taking hold of her. He pulled at the tuft of pubic hair that hung down like a dark curtain near her ass-hole.
"Oh, yes, my dear. You know so well what Angelia likes."
Her words made his movements more frantic and persistent. His digit slipped in her hole which was made wet by the female cream that ran down like a stream from her cunt lips.
"We must come together, Andy ... you must hold yourself until I tell you to let go."
"I'll try," he groaned weakly.
She pounded at his cock unmercifully, drawing deep sighs of pleasure from his very soul. His pole of pleasure danced in her cunt.
Angelia felt the first inkling of her orgasm creep over her. Any minute, she thought, any minute now.
The come sauce bubbled and steamed in Andy's balls. His sacs were tight and ready to explode with juice.
She was on fire from the contact of his cock inside her. She was sure that once he came it would spark a thousand orgasms in her.
She loved to have Andy's youthful cock nestled deep inside her. It was a great comfort to her.
"You're so warm against me," she moaned. "It's like having a ball of fire ignite inside me."
His cock was thick and heavy now and about to come. Her come juices began to flow uncontrollably.
His balls were hard and ripe as she felt them become gorged and willed with male gism. He could feel them swelling too and it was driving him wild.
"Harder," he cried out loud. "Make your cunt swallow up my cock. Suck me dry with your cunt lips...."
She did as he wished.
He could almost hear the deep rumbling in his sacs signifying that his orgasm was almost upon him. He thrust his hips up to meet her thrusts.
They came together in a fuck of cock juice and pussy gism. They moaned and groaned in pleasure like two victorious animals in heat.
The two orgasms seemed to merge into one tremendous pleasure blow that knocked them both back onto the bed. Still, they coupled, now on their sides, thrusting one another's loins to a need that was swallowing them both up in desire and lust.
They drew apart and lay on their sweaty backs. Andy looked strangely pale, as if all the blood had been drained out of him. Only gradually did his tanned body regain its copper coloring.
Angelia felt wonderfully radiant, not in the least bit tired, but she was content to close her eyes and listen to the contented beat of her heart.
It was dark outside and the nocturnal sounds of the night could be heard from far off in the woods.
Andy looked so desirable lying there on the bed quietly. Already he was developing muscles, Angelia noted. She remembered that he played a lot of sports.
Drops of sweet smelling sweat sprinkled the hairs of his arms and legs. He was growing up, she thought sadly.
He opened one eye and blinked mischievously at her. She laughed heartily in spite of her sad thought and put her head on his firm young chest and felt the ripples of muscles beneath her cheeks.
He traveled his fingers through the worldly expanse of her thick hair and let his hand rest softly and lovingly on her cheek. It was such an open gesture of love that Angelia thought she would weep.
She cleared her throat and choked back her tears. "Come," she said thickly. "It's getting late."
"I know!" he declared suddenly. "Let's go for a swim! We'll swim naked in the lake."
By now the moon cast a pale ghostly light outside, making everything seem strangely tranquil and soft.
"But it's too cold to swim now," Angelia said, laughing at his boyishness.
"Nonsense," he pouted. "I bet the water is just fine. Come on. Just for a little while. We can take our clothes down with us and dress there when we're through."
Angelia gave in. "You boys will be the death of me yet."
Grabbing her shorts and blouse, she sprang out of the house naked and pale in the moonlight.
Andy rushed after her, his balls bouncing freely between his legs. They raced to see who would get to the pier first.
Of course, Andy won. He dived into the water, making a perfect arc with his back. Angelia jumped in after him, feet first.
The water felt deliciously cool and comfortable against their bodies, not at all as cold as Angelia thought it would be. She was enjoying herself thoroughly and wondered to herself why she hadn't come to swim during the evenings by herself.
Andy was submerged in the water and Angelia lost sight of him. For one brief moment her heart leaped up in fright at the thought that something might be wrong.
Then she felt a tugging at her legs that almost brought her under water, then a hand against her thigh. She spread her legs and felt Andy's fingers slither inside her cunt and play with her clit.
She felt weightless, a funny kind of weakness spreading over her. She let herself lie back to float on the water. She lay perfectly flat as if she were on a thin piece of cool silk.
Andy brought his head up between her legs and shook the water from his hair, sprinkling a fine misty spray over her. He carefully cupped her ass and brought his mouth down between her legs.
His tongue was warmly moist and sticky as it darted in and out of her cunt, licking at her cunt lips. His tongue followed the ridge of her slit, first the left Up then the right, until Angelia was dizzy with pleasure.
"Mmmmm," she sighed. She felt as if the water were pulling her down to its depths in a delicious embrace. She felt at one with the grass, the trees, the sky, the moon.
Even in the cool water, Andy felt himself grow hard and erect. The salty taste of her come meshed with the fresh touch of the clear water.
Her flowing cunt sauce made a very faint stain on the mirror-like surface of the water. Everything seemed crystal sharp in the moonlight.
Andy inserted a finger up her ass-hole and it slipped in easily in the water. He let it rest inside her as his tongue did all the work.
"Oh, Andh ... " Her voice so far away it sent shivers up Andy's bare spine.
His deeply sun tanned back shimmered in the night and the drops of water that ran down it glistened like silvery come. It excited her more than anything just to watch him at play.
"Oh, you are wonderful," she gasped.
He pulled down her legs so she could feel his thickened member against her bushy cunt. He forced his cock head inside her.
"Let's go back," she said softly. He understood and they began to swim slowly to the pier.
Andy helped her up and they fell wet and naked on the grass. Angelia sat on her stomach, letting the blades of grass climb inside her cunt and tickle her clit.
Andy pulled apart her ass cheeks and positioned himself over her. She spread her legs to help him in.
He pried apart her tight red hole and inserted his cock between two fingers. His fingers trembled so much that they slipped and released their hold. Again, he spread her hole.
His cock was burning hot and seemed to be pulling him toward her by a will of its own.
He entered her amidst her groanings and sighs of pleasure. She had to hold her breath and let him slip in all the way as her tube muscles relaxed and guided him.
At first the sensation of him inside her unsettled her as they had never fucked like this before, but because of that she felt especially fulfilled knowing she was having him every way possible.
He kept his cock still inside her as if deciding what to do next, then he gently rubbed her ass cheeks together making a delicious friction against his throbbing shaft.
He had always wanted to fuck her in the ass and now that he was doing it he felt marvelous.
He tried to push himself in further, but his balls against her hole opening stopped him. He was in as far as he could go. He kept rubbing her cheeks until they were red from his kneadings.
He could feel the come surge inside his balls and he had to clench his teeth and grimace in order to keep himself from coming right away. He wanted to savor the sensations as long as possible.. He wondered if Angelia's ass gave her as much pleasure with his cock inside it as her cunt did when they were fucking.
He asked her in a trembling voice, but she could just groan with pleasure. He was turned on by the animal sounds in her throat and had to force himself with all his strength to keep from trying to push himself in any further.
He could feel his orgasm building, slowly at first, but gathering momentum as the come prepared to rush up his shaft. The friction against his cock was almost unbearably delicious.
"Oh, you're filling me with your cock," she moaned. "It's so big, so huge, I can hardly stand it. Your cock is inside me."
He kneaded her cheeks like dough, forcing the come to shoot fiery sensations through his groin.
He tried to stop the orgasm from washing over him, but it was too late. He hung suspended in space for an instant then his loins exploded with its molten stash of boiling come that came out in thick globs to fill her shit tube.
He moaned like a wild animal in the night. He thought he would go blind-the rush was so intense and so enveloping. The pleasure sensation was almost inhuman in its stark intensity.
He had never known such a powerhouse of emotion before.
And it went for so long, pounding his skull like a giant sledge hammer. It was ruthless. His thighs shook violently with the power that coursed through them and to his balls and up his shaft, emptying in great heaving pools inside her.
Thick, milky streams of come ran down her crevice and dripped to the ground.
Angelia reached behind her and picked at the rich, succulent honey from his loins and sucked on it with grateful lips. Her eyes looked blissfully up to the sky as if thanking heaven for the sweet tasting delicacy. She couldn't get enough of it.
Andy pulled out his battered, limp pecker from her ass-hole and, like a cork, it let out a big glob of his man juice that was bottled up inside her.
She stroked his thighs, creaming her palm with his come juice, then licking off her hand in ecstasy. The aroma made her nostrils open and close in delight as they drew in the succulent scent of his cream.
They strained against each other, weak and happy. Andy drew her come-filled hands to his lips and licked her fingers gratefully. It was almost more than they could bear. Their breaths came in deep wheezes as they fought each other for his saucy come.
When her hands were licked dry Angelia pulled him to her. She was half out of her mind with the desperate need for his cock fluid. She would give anything for another mouthful.
His cock jerked spasmodically in her hand as she drew it to her lips and sucked on it like a woman possessed.
He cried out in pain and surprise, but his pain quickly turned to delight and appreciation at the attention his cock was getting. She sucked the fluids out of his wasted little prick until he was completely drained of semen.
Her face was splattered with his watery dew, but she let none of it go to waste.
Andy couldn't take any more. He had to fight her off of him. The rapacious glint in her eyes made them shine in the darkness. It scared the poor boy to see her like this. He never imagined she could become so excited with come fever.
He couldn't help but feel satisfaction, too, knowing that he was the focus of her insatiable lust.
It took her a while to compose herself. She had seen the fright in his eyes. I must remember, she thought, that he is just a boy and not used to the full fury of a woman's passion.
Gently they kissed and helped each other dress.
Angelia felt completely drained for a change. She just wanted to sleep. The swimming and their sex play had worn her out.
I must be getting old, she thought.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Angelia had only a vague recollection of what had gone on the night before. It seemed so dream-like and phantasmagorical. Her boys were providing. her with plenty of diverse amusement, she had to admit that.
She would hate to have it all end, but it would have to end eventually. Fortunately, that point was still some weeks away. She tried not to think of it.
She was eager to enjoy the new day and the delights it would bring her. Sunshine streamed through her window and warmed her bed. She stretched herself and yawned deeply. She let the sun mottle her body with light and shadow.
Angelia got up and stood by the window, breathing in the fresh country air. She felt famished. It seemed like days since she last ate.
While dressing, she surveyed her room. It could do with a new coat of paint, she thought. Perhaps some new wallpaper and curtains too. In fact, she mused, it might be a good idea to re-do the whole house from top to bottom.
After Angelia's father had died, she was shocked to learn that he had left her in his will a considerable amount of money. Her brother was also well provided for.
She was never interested in her father's business affairs, and since she left home at an early age hadn't kept in touch with him except for the occasional phone call or visit. They had always been fairly well off, but money never really meant much to her.
She made sure her money was well taken care of so she could live comfortably for the rest of her life.
She never cared for extravagant living. She devoted herself entirely to her little boys, and that's all she needed to get by. She lived a simple life now, well within her means.
The house was secluded and she was content to keep herself company during the winder months when there weren't as many boys around. All in all, it was a satisfactory arrangement and one that suited her.
There was a note lying on the kitchen table. She read the childish scrawl: Dear Angelia, Sorry but we won't be able to see you 'til Thursday. Another fucking camping trip a bunch of us guys have to go on. We'll miss you and see you as soon as we get back. Love, Michael, Bill and Tommy.
Thursday! That was three days away! How can I stand not having my sweet boys until then, she thought aloud. Those damned camping trips!
Angelia hoped Andy wasn't one of the boys that had to go too.
She was sure he didn't know of her afternoons with the other boys because he had only arrived at the camp the other day.
She longed for his cock. To feel his hands and thighs caressing her pussy. If only he was here to soothe her burning desires until her other pets came back.
Then they could all join in the fun together! It's the best way to make friends, she thought with a sly, foxy smile.
All I can do now is wait and hope that Andy comes around for more of what he got last night. If he's back at the camp, she thought, he'll be back! He has a little things to catch up with.
As it turned out, she didn't have to wait long.
He came running to her door, not bothering to knock, and rushed into the house. By then-enraptured faces it looked as if they hadn't seen each other for years. The boy was beside himself with joy.
He had only his shorts on. His tee shirt was stuffed like a rag in the back of his pants against his ass. The shorts were so tight it looked like he had been poured into them.
Angelia could see the distinct outline of his slim ass cheeks which tappered off to slim, creamy thighs. He was barefooted.
His deeply tanned body glistened with a thin coat of sweat and his face was flushed under the tan because he had run all the way from camp.
Her own pale body stood out in sharp contrast to his darker, richer colored torso and this excited Angelia.
She could feel their hearts pounding against each other's chests as if in passionate union, each forcing the other to beat faster and louder.
His cock began to swell against her. She could feel it become erect and grow down his leg toward the leg opening of his shorts. In a moment his cock head emerged.
She rubbed her hand down the outline of his throbbing pole. His balls were lodged in one swelling bulge against his thigh. His prick ached to be set free from the tight encumbrance of his shorts.
Her finger followed an imaginary line from his neck, between his tits, to his navel and in one flick of her wrist his shorts were unbuttoned.
His cock rose as straight as an arrow and was taut and erect under the fabric of his underpants.
"Take it out," he groaned. "Hold it tight in 'our hand. Pull it. Aaaaggghhh...."
Unzippered, his pants were forced to his feet. The white underpants against his dark skin sent shivers up Angelia's spine.
Andy unbuttoned her blouse and fondled her tits, making the nipples become erect and dark with blood as he soothed them in his trembling hands.
Angelia pulled down his underpants, sending his stiff cock into life as it touched the open air. She cupped his cock head and drilled her middle finger into his piss hole. The tender meat inside was hot and moist.
"Let's go into the bedroom," Angelia cooed.
"No, I can't wait. Let's fuck standing up. We've never done that before." His eyes were glazed with passion and expectation.
Angelia backed herself against the wall and spread her legs.
Andy positioned himself between her spread legs and grabbed his prick.
"No, let me," said Angelia. She took his heaving piece of hot meat in her hand and held it tightly just above his balls. She squeezed his shaft and forced it to expand as it gorged with blood. His cock head looked enormous and deliciously smooth. His piss hole opened wide.
He swooned so that Angelia had to hold his ass with her other hand to steady him. He was trembling like a frightened deer.
"Hurry, Angelia. Put me inside you. Make me come in your cunt." He was panting like crazy. His knees weer jelly.
Angelia guided his taunt prick head into her cunt. She slipped it in and out, deeper and deeper, until the whole shaft was wet and sticky with her cunt dew. She was using his tool like a dildo to excite her.
He was as weak as a kitten. "I'm coming," he cried. "I'm coming. Oooohhh...."
She let go of his erection and forced it inside her by pushing him against her with both wet hands manipulating behind his ass. She lowered herself down on him, the muscles of her thighs standing out as they strained to hold both their weight.
"Fuck me," she moaned as she bit his earlobe. "Drive inside me. Put your penis up my vagina."
He was driven half out of his mind by her words. They pounded each other. Angelia felt herself weaken as the first wave of her orgasm broke over her.
It was torture for her to keep half standing. She felt her sweaty back slide down the wall. Andy pushed her back up with his cock still inside her.
She fought with him and mumbled "Come ... must have your come. Must taste it." She got down on her knees and began sucking on his pole of passion. Instinctively, he grabbed her by her hair, drawing her lips to his bushy mound of pubic hair as his cock went in her mouth to the hilt.
Andy felt the come surge in his balls. He could come any second and he would have to come in her cunt.
"Please, Angelia ... your cunt ... my prick ... in your cunt." He could barely talk. His mind refused to function properly. It was overpowering him with new and delicious sensations of pleasure.
Saliva dripped from her lips and rolled down his gorged shaft. His cock was burning hot from the friction of her mouth.
"Stop! Please stop," he groaned. Instead, Angelia sucking became more intense as she was comsumed with passion.
A dribble of come fell from his open piss hole and she could taste the salty drops in her mouth. She had to have more.
In one swift motion, before Angelia knew what was happening, Andy pulled out his dripping shaft from her mouth, got on his knees in front of her and forced her legs open.
Angelia was pinned against the wall and couldn't move. She was at the mercy of his adolescent desires. He was like a lion cub, unaware of his own strength, and Angelia was loving every minute of it. His eyes widened in delight when he saw her gaping pouting cunt lips and the red, wet folds of her inner cunt. He gasped at the delights that awaited him inside.
He ached to be inside her and Angelia ached to have his cock.
Andy lowered himself down on top of Angelia. His thick pole was lying against her creamy cunt. He rubbed her cunt lips with just the head of his prick. Thick, slushy juice flooded his thighs as Angelia felt another orgasm seize her.
She pried open her cunt lips with her anxious fingers, revealing to him her nubbin of pleasure. It was wet and sticky with her love juice. She opened and closed the opening of her slit, making Andy mad with desire and lust. He had to get inside and she was stopping him, teasing him.
Every time he tried to penetrate her luscious folds she would close off her slit. Her thick mound of hair was sprinkled with her come dew. It hung like beads of sweat on each curly hair. Her female scent was filling the air.
He moaned with pleasure and caressed his manroot. It swelled up to a tremendous size. Angelia couldn't take her eyes off it, it was so big. She thought it would burst with all the blood that was pounding inside it.
Then she pulled apart her legs and shoved her box against his face. Andy couldn't contain himself. With both hands he took hold of the pubic mound and pulled her dripping cunt to his face. He buried his head inside it.
He made a slurping sound as he drunk her fluid. She could see his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed great mouthfuls of her sweet tasting sex fluid.
She wanted everything. She wanted every part of him. She reached behind him and, without pause, shoved in two fingers up his ass-hole. He moaned in ecstasy.
She was inside him up to her knuckles. And there was room for more. With difficulty at first, she soon managed to insert three digits up his flaming shit hole. Her fingernails scraped the red velvety flesh inside him. It was warm and moist.
It felt, uncomfortable at first having practically her whole hand up his ass, but he soon was hoping for more, wishing his tube was bigger so she could stick her whole hand inside to excite him.
With her other hand she fondled his balls, rejoicing in their tight firmness, their youthful energy, as the come surged inside the sacs and she could practically taste their creamy, salty texture.
The tips of her fingers followed the paths of wrinkled flesh on his adolescent balls. His balls turned and moved in her palm. They squirmed and trembled at her touch. They became tight like the skin of a pear.
A dribble of come fell on her wrist as he moaned in delight from between her thighs. Quickly she let go of his cock, afraid he would come in full force in her hand and she didn't want to waste any of his precious fluid.
His cock shaft relaxed, though it remained thick and erect. She ran the tips of her fingers lovingly up and down the shaft feeling its inherent smoothness and its soft, rough quality at the same time. She plucked at the piece of flesh that hung in a slight fold just underneath his prick head.
She rubbed his flesh between her thumb and forefinger feeling the veins pulsate with blood. She wanted to know his cock. She wanted to feel and capture every inch of it and make it her own.
Bubbly, frothy liquid stood lodged inside the head of his cock. She pulled apart the piss hole and let some of the sticky milk from his loins wet her finger tips. Her tongue gobbled up the watery residue on her fingers.
Andy's whole face was inside her; he would stop sucking her clit when he felt aroused, then start in again when Angelia would let go of his prick.
He pulled his sopping face from her cunt and wiped the excess liquid from his lips and chin. His cheeks were inflamed with passion. He was nearing his limit.
She took her fingers out of his ass-hole and pushed him to her. His cock found its way to the opening of her snatch. She spread her legs again and it opened. He entered.
Slowly, very slowly, he inched his erection in and out of her cunt hole. Each time it came out more sticky and wet than before.
"Deeper," she moaned with desire. "I want you rock all to myself."
Her legs wrapped around his thighs like two snakes. Her legs then intertwined like vines on a tree and locked. She forced him in her snatch to the hilt.
Tears sprang to his eyes because of the building pressure of his tight balls against her hair which scratched them like steel wool.
"Not so hard!" He let out a sob. "Please! Not so hard!"
She loosened her grip on him and felt his muscles relax.
Her hands played in his hair. She bit his earlobe and groaned in his ear as she felt the beginnings of another orgasm. The more she got the more she wanted.
It felt like his meat had grown another five inches inside her. She loved the musky odors exuded by her cunt and his cock. They went so well together.
He let out a gargled cry and saliva dribbled from the corner of his mouth onto her erect nipple. His cock jerked wildly inside her as he bucked her.
His hips pumped faster. Their bellies made a slapping noise as they hit each other.
His cock seemed to leave his body as he shot his load of seed inside her. He was almost weeping, it felt so good.
They held on to each other in sheer delight. He flowed like a raging river inside her. The muscles of her snatch pulled at his gorged prick, drawing out more come. He was surrounded by warm, cushiony cunt flesh.
A pool of her watery fluid and his come that fell from her cunt lips formed under them. She could feel the wetness on her ass.
Their bodies were steaming with sweat. They could hardly take a breath.
"You're a real cunt fucker," she groaned.
"Angelia, I'm so hot I can hardly stand it."
"Do you want more?"
"Oh, yes, Angelia Suck me. Suck me!" He was delirious with pleasure.
Angelia slowly and painfully got to her feet. "Let's go inside now. We'll be more comfortable there."
"Yes," he panted. "Suck my balls off inside."
Angelia reached into her bedside table and brought out the dildo. She gave it to the startled youth.
"While I'm sucking your precious little cock, I want you to stick this in my cunt and up my ass. I want to come with you."
He held the phallus in both hands and just stared at it, as if not comprehending what Angelia wanted him to do with it. Fucking kinky, he thought.
"You lie on your back. That way you can stick it up me easily." She smiled. Angelia had a mad, passionate glint to her eyes. Andy was ready to sock it to her and do a good job on her. He would have her climbing the walls with passion and delight.
His cock hung in a limp, half-erection between his thighs, which were spread wide like the wings of a butterfly. He held the dildo at his side and wanted Angelia to make the first move. She was more than willing to do so.
She got on her knees, spread her thighs so her pubic mound covered the protuberance of her cunt lips. Gently, almost reverently, she took Andy's moist little tool in her hand and began to give his whang a slow rhythmic jerking off.
"You have the most beautiful cock I've ever seen," Angelia said. Andy tightened his grip on the dildo and went to work.
"Stick it in me," she moaned. "Turn me on.
Andy shoved the ten inch penis straight up her cunt until it was lodged tightly inside and could go in no further. Then he swirled it around inside her.
The soft dome of the dildo cock head felt like acid eating away at her cunt walls. It was like a high powered drill going to work inside her. Andy kept screwing it into her folds.
"Come on, you little pussy teaser, stick it in ,me. Make me come. I love it, I love it!"
Her flood gates opened letting out all her stored up cunt juices. It ran down Andy's arm as he maneuvered the phallus in and out of her hungry snatch.
"Fill me!" she cried.
Andy reached around with his free hand and pried open her ass tube. This was what she was looking for.
He caressed the length of her crevice, making her dizzy with pleasure. She felt weak and giddy. He could feel the excitement climb through her like a current.
Andy teased the tight, puckered hole, letting only the tip of his digit enter before slipping it out again and continuing the massage.
His cock was firm and heavy between his thighs. It stood up like a tower and enticed her mouth on to it. It was like she was meeting an old friend. The muscles of Andy's belly fluttered like ripples on a calm surface of water as she took his prick in her mouth.
"Oh, Angelia," he breathed, "you're the best."
The muscles of her ass-hole flexed open and Andy's digit was deeply embedded before he could stop it. He regulated the motions of his finger to the rhythm of her mouth as it ate his prick up.
He closed his eyes in delight, a smile of satisfaction creased his lips, and he languidly rocked his head back and forth on he pillow. A long, drawn out moan escaped his lips.
If only Michael's school friend had met up with me, Angelia thought, then he'd really know what a good blow job was like. She could give head like no one else.
His face winced as if in pain. When his eyes opened momentarily they looked dreamy and far away. He felt like his ass was sinking deep into the mattress. The bed springs creaked under his pressure.
He bobbed his ass up and down on the bed as he neared his orgasm. Still his finger worked in her ass.
As Angelia's sucking became more fierce and intense, he took out his moist digit and spread his legs. Angelia knew what he was about to do and she pried open his red ass-hole to help him do it.
His cock head was rubbing against the roof of Angelia's mouth. Saliva dribbled down his shaft and onto his curly pubes.
He had never stuck his finger up his ass before, even when he masturbated. He never thought his ass-hole could be a source of such pleasure. But because of Angelia, he knew better.
It was awkward at first to finger fuck himself. He remembered when Angelia first did it to him last summer. It was a few days after they had met in the woods. His face flushed when he thought about it.
He was standing against a tree not far from the camp. Angelia was kissing him goodnight with her tongue when she suddenly reached behind him and slipped her hand into his pants.
First she pressed against the crevice of his ass, then she stabbed him with her middle finger.
He cried out in pain and alarm. It hurt him terribly. But after the initial plunge, Angelia was gentle. She eased her digit up his shit tube until he could feel her knuckles press against his cheeks. '
Then she soft of wiggled her finger inside him. It gave him an instant hard-on. Then he burst. Come soaked his underpants and seeped through to his shorts. The pleasure sensation was even more spectacular because his erection was trapped inside his pants causing a delicious friction at his groin.
The come charged out of his piss hole and the stain on his pants widened. His knees weakened and he fell slowly to the ground, too weak to stop himself. As he fell, Angelia's finger slipped out of his hole sending a surge of pleasure up his bowels. He had never felt anything like it before.
It was almost that good as he eased his own finger up his tube. He felt the tightness of his hole as it closed around the digit.
He eased his finger like a tool up his passage. He had to move it around a little so it would go in all the way. It was like a deep pressure building up inside him.
Angelia came as she watched his finger disappeared up his ass. The juice flooding out of her cunt forced the dildo out of her. Andy let it slide wetly through his trembling fingers....
"Again," she cried barely able to talk with his cock in her mouth, "put it in again."
Instead, Andy cupped her mound and shoved in three fingers. His hand was puckered and aged looking because of the female fluid which had been saturating it for so long.
"Oh, yeah," she groaned with delight. "That's it ... that's much better. Do it, Andy, blow my mind." He had Angelia climbing walls of pleasure.
He felt the sacs in his balls widen as they became full with come. His balls were hard and elevated against his wet shaft. He was ready to shoot another load of pleasure.
He pulled his finger out of his ass and then put it quickly back in again, so he could feel the delicious sensations he was giving himself.
He took the dildo in his hand and prepared to shove it up instead. It was hard at first and it really hurt. But Angelia helped him guide it in.
Her mouth slithered up and down his erect prick bringing it closer to its threshold of ecstasy. He was almost there.
The aroma of his ass-hole and his prick and her cunt and ass-hole came together and excited them like two animals fucking.
Angelia gnashed the knob of his cock between her teeth and drilled the tip of her tongue into his cock head. She could taste the tentative beginnings of the come that would soon be filling his shaft before emptying in her cunt. '
She took out the dildo and forced her finger up his ravaged ass-hole. His crevice was red and inflamed from the attention given to it. It was not used to such attention.
Andy pinned her arm with his legs forcing her digit to rest deep inside his hole. She tried to move it around, but it was gripped too tightly in his passage. He was loving every minute of it.
Andy clenched his teeth and let out a muffled scream as Angelia's fingernail pierced the redolences of his inner flesh like a sword. The pain was delightful.
At that exact moment, she felt her mouth fill with nice hot milky fluid. Come splashed against the walls of her mouth and coated the roof of her mouth. She was in seventh heaven.
She was swallowing semen as fast as his cock could produce it.
Andy made gargling noises at the back of his throat. His whole body shook in spasms of pleasure and delight. He felt wonderful all over.
It felt like his orgasm would never end. He knew the second orgasm would be better than the first, but he never expected such continuous waves of pleasure.
His thick come caked her lips together. It hung in webs between her mouth.
Angelia lifted her mouth from his cock and arched her back in pleasure. At the same time she pumped his cock with her hand. Nothing more was coming out of the piss hole, but Andy felt the pleasure sensation shoot through him like an invisible power.
It was weakening him, sucking all the youthful energy from his body through his still erect prick. His head shook until he was dizzy, but he couldn't stop. He was reaching climax within climax.
He had a wild, frightened look in his glazed eyes that made him look like a frightened child of ten.
His adolescent body could not take so much pleasure at once. It was more than he could bare. He was afraid that it would kill him. But what a way to die!
The buzzing in his ears got louder and louder until the only thing he could hear was Angelia groaning and moaning as she slurped up the remainder of his creamy fluid.
He wanted to yell for her to stop and tell her that he had had enough, but he couldn't talk. His mouth was dry as if stuffed with cotton. His tongue was thick and fuzzy.
His cock jerked in her hand and he couldn't stop it. He wanted it to stop and rest and his balls ached, but there was nothing he could do.
Angelia was satisfied. She looked at the poor, frightened boy and felt sorry for what she had put him through.
"I think my little man has had enough," she said.
He nodded weakly. He didn't dare speak, fearing that his voice would break and shatter in a thousand pieces.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The remaining weeks passed quickly.
It was already the last week in August. Angelia had just finished saying good-bye to her boys as they left the camp. The place seemed absolutely deserted without the sounds of their voices and the touch of their eager, willing bodies.
She would have many memories to keep her warm through the winter and would look forward to seeing familiar faces next summer. And doubtless some new ones as well. That would make it worth waiting for.
Meanwhile, she was going to California in a few months; she had her plans already mapped out and ready. The house would be fresh and pretty for her little boys when they got back.
The sun was beginning to set on another day. Angelia walked outside and sat on the porch.
As the sun set over the camp site in the distance, Angelia imagined what next year had in store for her. '
In the middle of her packing, Angelia heard a light tapping on her door. Brushing the hair out of her eyes, and leaving the suitcase on the bed, she went to answer it. Who could that be, she wondered.
A luscious young boy stood there, no more than 13 years old, but with a body already beginning to mature. He stood about 5'6" and from the looks of it, Angelia could just imagine the size of his boyish cock. She found herself gazing intently at the boy's crotch, realized this, and blushed crimson for the first time in months.
"What can I do for you?" she managed to murmur.
The boy looked up, in obvious awe of this well-endowed vixen. "I-I came to use the telephone, if you have one. My parents and I are renting out a cabin at the camp down the road, now that regular camp is finished. My parents want me to call up my grandma, to tell her we're alright. By the way, my name's Josh."
"Pleased to meet you," Angelia said and added, "In fact, very pleased. Do come in." She moved in the doorway to give him access, but only so much that he would have to brush against her body as he went by. Anything for a kick; "Prelude to Passion," she thought.
She led him over to the telephone, and gazed at him as he dialed it. When he was finished, he began to fish around in his pocket. "Here, I'll have to give you some money. It was a long distance call."
"No. No," said Angelia. And seeing her chance she pressed his hand back into his pocket, managing to cup the palm of her hand over his basket as well. She could feel it beginning to grow, even from those feeble ministrations.
The boy obviously didn't know what to do. Was she intentionally feeling his crotch? He didn't know, but made no movement to remove her hand. Angelia could sense this and left her hand there, moving it ever so slightly.
"Does this bother you? I mean, did I do something wrong?" she asked in a wide-eyed manner.
"Yes, I mean no. I mean I like it. I mean-" the boy continued to blurt, almost incoherently.
"If I understand what you mean, Josh, why don't we sit down on the couch, where I can make you feel even better?"
Josh was astounded. He was still a virgin, and, aside from when he masturbated, no one had ever touched his cock before. The feelings this woman was giving him, even through his pants, had never been equaled before. He himself did not know what to do, and contented himself with the fact that she would probably tell him. She did.
As they sat on the couch, she began by unbuttoning his shirt and licking the nipples of his hairless chest. She bit into each of the love-buds and lapped her tongue around them. The boy began to moan and, in turn opening her blouse, felt her free-swinging globes.
Angelia continued in her tongue travels down the chest to his stomach and then, deftly, unzipped his fly. "Sit up so I can pull down your pants," she sighed, "and show you a little more of my talents." The boy complied. His cock sprang out into the air, and his almost hairless balls hung free. His pants were down around his ankles and he made a futile attempt to kick them off.
"Don't worry about them," Angelia said as she lowered her head to engulf his flaming cock, "Don't worry about them at all."
Josh began to moan and groan. He had never felt so good in his life. Angelia's tongue circled the throbbing boy's shaft. Nothing like the taste of a little boy's cock, she thought. So sweet, so totally delectable, she could never get enough.
The boy began to buck his hips. The sweet honeyed come shot into Angelia's waiting mouth. I love it, I love it, she murmured to herself. And she could have all she wanted. There were millions of boys just waiting for her.
After a moment of ecstasy Josh looked up. A smile lit. his boyish face and he looked at Angelia with longing. "Now let me do something for you Angelia," he said. "But I really don't know what to do. I've never been with a woman before."
Angelia smiled seductively and proceeded to take off the skimpy dress that she had on, unbuttoning it in the front. Her luscious melons stood up high and firm from her chest. As the dress was slowly lowered over her hips her small waist could be seen blending into her smooth wide hips and thighs. "You could begin by taking off my panties," she said, "and then you can have a taste of my fur pie. You'll really love it, Josh, and if you will touch me and lick me there you can give me the pleasure that I just gave to you."
Josh was more than willing. His eager hands ripped off her lacy panties and his eager tongue quickly sought out her furry honey pot. It smelled so different and strange to the boy but he liked it, and could feel his cock beginning to get hard again.
Angelia was enjoying the ministrations of the boy just as much as he had enjoyed her sucking of his cock. She felt her self beginning to come. "Oh shit," she gasped "this is just great." Boys, boys, boys, this was all she wanted from life. And to come with each and every one of them.
