Carol Brown had led a normal, middle class life until the doubts began to set in. Then she realized how empty her life really was.
Her husband was constantly away on business; they hardly saw one another and Carol had suspicions-mainly that he was seeing another woman-that she couldn't even admit to herself.
Then she meets Buddy.
She had known the thirteen-year-old boy for most of his life, as he lives right next door, but one afternoon, just by chance, she sees the boy swimming naked, alone, and something comes over her that transforms her life from then on in.
Buddy's parents decide a week later to spend a long weekend by themselves in the country, asking Carol to let their son stay with her. Her husband being away, she agrees. But that's not the only reason.
Giving in fully to her emotions, Carol seduces the boy and the spell created by the boy becomes more intricate and enveloping. She realizes how incomplete her mundane existance was before the boy arrived to open her eyes and release her hidden frustrations.
The two are happy together, hoping the summer will never end, but planning already for the future months when Buddy must return to school and be away from her for the day.
Then Buddy's twelve-year-old friend, Philip, calls and Carol is all too eager to include him into her "family."
CHAPTER ONE
The telephone rang and Carol nearly jumped out of her skin. She threw the dildo on the bed as she rushed, naked, to the phone downstairs.
Gasping for breath, her heart pounding against her breast, she took the phone from the kitchen wall and said, "Hello," regretting instantly the angry impatience in her voice.
"Carol, it's me, Phyllis. I hope I didn't disturb you. You sound like you were taking a nap."
Carol held back a crazy impulse to laugh. "No, dear, that's all right. I was just doing some cleaning upstairs."
"Oh, good. I was wondering if you'd do me a favor?" her next door neighbor and best friend asked.
"Sure, what's up?" She combed her fingers through her long blonde hair. They came away sticky with sweat.
"Well, Dan and I thought we'd spend a weekend by ourselves, you know, at the cabin. He could use the rest and I wouldn't mind a little relaxation myself. I'd hate like hell to pay a babysitter for Buddy, but I don't want to leave him in the house for that long...."
Carol's heart skipped a beat at the mention of her friend's thirteen-year-old son. Jesus, what a coincidence! she thought, her mind flashing back to that day a week before when she had seen the boy skinny-dipping in the reservoir. Then to what she saw just prior....
Carol knew she couldn't say no, but the last thing she wanted now was an opportunity to be alone with the cute little boy-no, that was exactly what she wanted, and ever since that day she had seen him naked, and a strange, overwhelming craving for the boy's lean, tanned body had taken over her, she had been wrestling in her mind what exactly had happened to her, a grown woman craving for the touch of a thirteen-year-old boy!
Then today, when he had said hello to her, clad only in an unbelievably tight pair of faded shorts, she could control her bodily desires no longer. Phyllis had interrupted Carol as she was masturating to the erotic fantasy of fucking her best friend's son!
Carol began to shake like a leaf, the moral dilemma of what she was doing striking home in one harsh blow. What had been an amusing housewife's pastime while her husband was away on business in New York had turned into an absolute nightmare.
A voice in her head cried out: What's happening to you? Why should you, a grown woman who is happily married, have sexual fantasies about your next door neighbor's young teenage son?
"Carol, are you still there?"
Phyllis shrill voice snapped her out of her musing. She grabbed for a ciagarette and began to light it. "Sorry, dear. Yes, sure, I'd love to watch after Buddy. He can even have dinner here on Saturday if you want."
"Well, that's just it. I thought it best if perhaps he could stay over with you. I know you have a spare bedroom. Oh, Carol, is this really an imposition on you?"
Carol had to sit down, her knees were shaking so. "No, of course not, I just assumed...."
"I know, but you know how boys are. If something was to happen while we were away...."
"I understand. And you're right. Okay, I'll fix up the spare room and Buddy can sleep with me. That way I can keep an eye on him. Do you think he'd mind?"
"No! He thinks the world of you. When I suggested it to him he loved it. I'll have him bring a pair of pajamas over, his toothbrush and all that nonsense. Before we go I'll drop over with a key to the house. If you'd just pick up the mail, I'd appreciate it."
"Sure, no problem."
"You're sure now? Oh, terrific! Thanks a million, Carol. I can't thank you enough."
Carol smiled ruefully. "Well, what are friends for?" They spoke for a few more minutes then Carol hung up and sat puffing her cigarette, her mind in a quandary.
Jesus, what'll I do with that boy sleeping right next door to me? And Jack won't be back for another two weeks! Must be the heat that's driving me carzy. But why a little kid?
It wasn't until she finished her cigarette that Carol realized that she had been sitting in her kitchen fully naked! The mere thought of Buddy lately sent her cunt into creaming ecstasy as it did now. The desire to find relief as the pressure began to build in her loins impressed itself forcefully upon her again. No use fighting it, she thought. She was in no position to rationalize while her cunt was crying out for attention. First things first.
Seeing it as a necessity, not the pleasurable adventure that it still could be for her, Carol rushed upstairs to finish masturbating.
Buddy wasn't due over her house until tomorrow after breakfast, once his parents left. Meanwhile she'd have to see Phyllis before she went. She decided to wait until late afternoon when it would be a bit cooler. Lately, Carol was reluctant to leave her air conditioned house for the high temperature and humidity outside. Only mid-July and it was already in the high 80's The other day it reached 94 degrees. Carol's fair skin did not take to the harsh sun easily.
She padded on bare feet up the stairs and closed the bedroom door behind her before flopping on the bed and grasping the penis-shaped dildo in her right hand.
Her mind wandered back to that day when she had gone out shopping and on the way back had paused on the road just above the reservoir to breathe in the fresh air and take in the view. The water reflected like a mirror the tall trees and shrubbery surrounding it. She had been leaning her chin against the side of the car, the window open, when she saw Buddy riding his bike, a towel wrapped around the handlebars. He stopped under a large tree that had a rope with an old tire attached to it swinging slightly in the breeze.
Such a good looking boy, she remembered remarking to herself. She also remembered her attention suddenly perking up when she saw the boy begin to take off his clothes. As he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his tanned, lean chest, rippling with budding adolescent muscles, she quietly got out of the car and walked down to where she could get a better view of the half-naked boy.
What made her want to see the thirteen-year-old naked she couldn't ascertain, even now. It just took over her as if she was in another person's body.
She crept silently to a group of large rocks that were littered with beer cans and soda bottles and held her breath as she peered over, only her head showing, to watch Buddy slowly unzip his denim shorts.
Then she saw something strange indeed, something that both shocked and excited her. The boy was only a few yards away from her and she could see him perfectly.
His hand pulled his zipper down slowly as he stood looking over the water, his long, wavy blonde hair catching the wind, and once his shorts front parted and she could see his white briefs, the boy pulled his zipper up again, very slowly. Up and down the zipper went, slowly and sensually until she realized the boy was doing this on purpose, to excite himself.
Carol could see, as he pulled down the zipper again, that there was a bulge at the front of his briefs as his semierect penis strained against the fabric.
As she watched, transfixed, the boy ran his hand inside his jeans, over his briefs, massaging the looming bulge there until the distinct outline of his boyish erection was evident.
Carol's heart thumped against her chest and she felt lightheaded. Her hands were sweaty and her temples were throbbing.
When the boy's peter was fully erect, his bulbous cockhead out-lined against the tight-fitting briefs, almost bikini briefs, he peeled off his jeans, looking quickly around to make sure he wasn't being seen.
Carol automatically ducked her head, but she needn't have-the boy couldn't have seen her anyway from where he stood by the water.
Clad only in the briefs, which seemed to sparkle against his deeply tanned body, he turned his back to her and slowly pulled off his briefs, as if he was doing an erotic striptease for someone.
Carol was amazed. The boy had seemed so innocent and soft spoken, with a soft, angelic face, and now here he was, arousing himself obscenely out in the open!
As the white briefs were lowered to his ankles and he stepped out of them, Carol was surprised to find herself whispering, go on, turn around! Let me see your little cock! At the time it had seemed a natural reaction on her part, but afterward she had realized that her lascivious thoughts had been just as obscene as the boy's self-arousal.
Then Carol gasped, nearly choking. The boy turned around and arched his body back, his hands clasped behind his head. He was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life! He was like a Greek statue, perfectly proportioned, stunning in his adolescence and youthfulness.
Carol then caught sight of his burgeoning erection. It was huge for a boy his age! Thick and slim, perhaps a full five inches long and a good quarter inch thick! His balls were swollen and hairless. A slight patch of blonde public hair, looking almost white against his brown skin, was half concealed by his erection, which pressed against his belly.
When Buddy took his erect member in his hand and began stroking it, Carol thought she would faint. She felt a strange itch in her groin and realized her panties were wet under her skirt.
Buddy arched his head back and smiled languidly as he felt his hair brushing against his bare back. His legs were lean and coated with a slight whisp of golden curly hair and his chest was firm like a swimmer's.
Right then and there, Carol longed to run to him and embrace him and run her fingers through his thick blonde hair. But she wanted to do more to him than that.
She found it hard to believe that the shy, introverted boy who blushed at even vague mentions of sex, could be such a sensualist. Do all young boys go through a phase like this? The woman wondered, her breath now coming in short, rasping gasps.
Buddy looked down at his hard-on and smiled to himself as he squeezed his shaft, making his cockhead swell up to a purplish color. His other hand moved down to caress his hairless balls.
On impulse, Carol reached down under her skirt and slipped a finger inside her moist panties to feel her labia. Slipping the digit inside her vagina she felt the swollen knob of her clitoris. She moaned softly, her eyes glued to the boy, as her fingertip brushed rightly against the nubbin of pleasure.
The boy was openly stroking his prick. It trembled and jerked in his hand as he ran his fist up and down over it. He sighed blissfully and his legs began to shake, making it difficult for him to stand upright.
Then, as Carol watched, bringing herself slowly to orgasm, he lay on the grass and began to fervently jerk off, his fist flailing over his rigid peter.
Carol had never been more aroused in all her life, including her husband's ardent foreplay before he entered her. She could feel the pressure building inside her pussy and her fingers came away wet with her cuntal fluids.
Her whole body began to tremble and she felt flushed all over. As she watched, the boy began emitting deep moans from the back of his throat and he spread his legs wide apart.
His head then began rocking to and fro and he closed his eyes tightly, clenching his teeth. His ass bounced up and down off the ground. All of a sudden his whole body was shaking and writhing on the ground, his legs opening and closing, his cock becoming thicker as he ran his fist over it with lightening speed until his hand was but a blur.
He breathed through his nostrils like a panting horse and Carol could see his chest muscles straining and rippling as he arched his back.
She had her underpants down around her knees and three fingers working deep inside her cunt. She felt like crying out loud as the pleasure sensations grew in intensity and threatened to rip her crotch in two.
She felt her warm, watery cunt emmisions flowing down her inner thighs and dripping to the ground as they soaked through her panties. Softly, she moaned his name.
Buddy was twitching violently and gasping for air as his balls tightened against his ass. Then he swore loudly, his voice thick with lust, and his cock jerked against his hand, sending out a large wad of milky white semen splashing right against his chin and leaving a long viscous trail down his chest and belly, accumulating in thick globs on his scarce pubic mound.
His body trembled spasmodically as wad after hot wad of sperm emerged from his gaping piss slit and splattered against his thighs, his belly, his hand, running down his knuckles. "Oh Jesus!" he groaned and bit his lower lip as his back arched up one final time before he milked his stiff cock dry.
He lay still for a few minutes, stunned by the impact of his orgasm, his hand fondling his still-erect cock, drawing out another dorp of come from his prick head.
"Oh, shit, that was good!" he whispered, panting for breath. He wiped his sperm-stained hand to the grass and got weakly to his feet, semen running wetly down his chest and thighs.
Carol climaxed shortly after the boy. She leaned against the rock and moaned, feeling her clit shoot out sparks of pleasure that coursed through her whole body. Her hand was completely saturated with her gism and a warm, musky female odor exuded from her gaping cunt.
She took in great pockets of air to relieve the aching in her lungs, and with trembling hands, pulled back on her uncomfortably wet panties.
Buddy scooped up the remaining traces of his running come with the edge of his hand and flicked the still-warm liquid into the bushes. Then he bounded for the tire-swing and swung up until he was above the water.
He let go of the rope and jumped in, feet first, sending a spray of water that made the air sparkle with a rainbow of colors.
The boy rubbed the rest of Ms come off his body in the water, which, by midday, had become quite warm. He shook the water from his eyes and swam under water for some time before returning to land and wiping himself dry with the towel.
His penis was now limp again, the mere size of a thimble, not suggesting it could reach even half the length and thickness it did. He dressed and was quickly gone, leaving Carol exhausted and sweating.
How often she had run that afternoon through her mind like a newsreel, trying to rekindle her torrid emotions, yet keep at bay her wanton thoughts of possessing the boy, of holding his penis, of bringing it to her mouth, of....
The dildo she held tightly clasped in her hand was no longer a piece of smooth, pliable rubber, it was Buddy's warm, rigid cock as she slipped the six-inch pole inside her vagina, caressing the head of it against her pussy lips, feeling her wiry pubic hairs brushing against the graphically molded veins that protruded on the rubber phallus.
Her hand wandered over her body, touching her rich, fat tits, squeezing the nipples betwen thumb and forefinger. Her fingers then traveled down to her belly, her navel, and to the thick mop of golden brown hair. Carefully she pulled out the dripping dildo and felt her pussy with her fingertips.
She worked her fingers between the fat, furry lips and touched the hot bump of her clitoris. Her fingers came away saturated with her creamy female gism. Slow and easy, she told herself, gently, ever so gently....
Taking the dildo up again, she moved it slowly up and down, from clit to hyper-sensitive labia. Pleasure rolled through her like a slow, warm tide, extending from her creaming cunt.
Gradually, she moved her fingers inside the puffy lips, around the dildo, feeling the heat of her viscious inner flesh.
As her physical sensations began to peak, her mind wandered back to the afternoon at the reservoir, her only way of coming into contact with the boy. Her thoughts were so intense it was as if the boy was lying there alongside her.
"Come to me, Buddy," she whispered heatedly, her fingers massaging her clitoris, making her whole body tremble. She reached over and embraced him, her hands running smoothly over his back, feeling the rippling muscles, the faint golden down, his creamy white ass cheeks, so pale against the rest of his nut brown body.
How must Phyllis feel having such a beauty of a son? Did she also have erotic thoughts about the boy? Did she desire to touch him, to hold him, to feel his boyish member inside her, caressing her clit the way the dildo was now doing?
They embraced feverishly, his arms going around her naturally, without thinking, while his naked breast pressed against hers. She heard him groan as he felt the magnificent weight of her heaving tits, the nipples piercing his skin like little knives.
Carol pulled him closer still, her hands on his little hard ass. She unbuttoned his low-slung jeans and peeled them off his body, reaching inside to feel the moistness of his ass crevice.
She squeezed his ass cheeks affectionately, and let her fingers trail in the warm moist crack between his buttocks.
"Ohhhh! Agggrrrhhhh!" she moaned as a quick delightful come overtook her. Her fingers were by this time inserted into her steamy hole, where the rapid movement of the dildo turned them into a new instrument of pleasure. Her muscular vaginal walls clamped and unclenched, as if to hold the fake penis and pull it deeper inside.
"Owwww! OOooooofff! Ggggrrrr!" she growled, the bed springs squeaking as her wonderfully proportioned body rocked back and forth. Her fingers pumped along with the dildo in her socked cunt until she reached a furious pitch, milking out every sensation rushing through her groin.
"Oh sweet Jesus!" she cried, her eyes opened dreamily as she imagined the naked boy climbing atop her, his burgeoning cock held in one hand, aimed at the cunt, ready to enter her. She saw him bent down, pressing his sweating body against hers, rubbing his prick head against her hairy cunt lips, making her moan with abandon.
He pressed his cockhead against her clit and rubbed, his head thrown back in ecstasy, a moan of pleasure escaping his lips. Then, with one swift thrust, he was in her, pressing further and further inside, deeper and deeper, until his balls were slapping loudly against her ass cheeks.
"That's it!.' she cried ecstatically. "Your cock is inside me. driving ..so damn hard ... I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming! Com....co....OHHHHHH!"
Carol twisted and contorted herself on the bed, driving the dildo in as far as it could possibly go, her mind flying, her body a captive of pure cunt sensations. She was burning up with the fire of her passion.
The dildo was like a jolt of pure energy each time it entered her, her cunt muscles grabbing it as she pulled it outward, as if reluctant to let it go even for an instant. In and out she went, deeper and deeper.
"Ohhhh! Buddddyyy! Christ! Aggrrrhh!"
She moaned his name once more and stopped, exhausted and thoroughly spent, having ground out the last of her sweet sensation.
"Oh, Jesus, I should be so ashamed of myself!" she cried, the guilt begining to return after the intensity of her climax had passed.
Jerking off was bad enough, but having such impure thoughts about a mere boy! What would Phyllis say if she ever found out? What would Buddy think? The poor boy would probably be scared half out of his wits!
Placing the wet dildo to one side she rose to get dressed, deciding to stop over at Phyllis's for any last minute instructions. That way they wouldn't have to bother stopping over her house before they left in the morning.
There's no denying it, she thought, as she walked across the lawn to the house next door, something's bound to happen or I'll go stark raving mad!
Carol breathed a sigh of relief when she learned Buddy was out riding his bike. Feeling suddenly composed and at ease she had a cup of coffee with Phyllis and took the key to the house back with her.
CHAPTER TWO
"Hi, Mrs. Brown!" He stood there smiling, barefoot as usual, in his tight-fitting denim shorts and a baggy T-shirt. In his hand was a small overnight case.
Carol could barely find her voice, but she managed to say, "Good to see you, Buddy. Come on in."
"Hope it's okay my staying over here for the weekend, Mrs. Brown. I wouldn't want to trouble you or anything," he said sweetly.
"No of course not. We'll have a lot of fun together. First I think you better start calling me Carol."
His face brightened. "Sure! Like pals."
Carol's heart skipped a beat as she put her hand on his shoulder and guided the boy upstairs to the adjoining bedroom.
"Why don't you get organized and I'll go down and finish cleaning up the kitchen. Take a look around. My husband has a lot of books downstairs in his study. Maybe you'd like to pick one out to read?"
She went downstairs and leaned against the kitchen sink, her whole body trembling. Ideas raced through her mind as to how to seduce the boy, but because he was such a sensative boy she had to be careful not to scare him. If he ever told his mother....
Carol puttered around the kitchen to take her mind off the boy upstairs. She waited a few minutes after she had heard him pad softly down into the study, then she quietly peered into the room.
She saw Buddy sitting in the corner with a volume of an encyclopedia on his lap. His face was absorbed and he was tracing something on the page with his finger. He was so absorbed in the book he didn't hear Carol come to stand behind him, looking over his shoulder.
She blinked in sudden comprehension and an idea instantly blossomed in her mind. It was perfect! The boy was looking at a diagram of the female reproductive system, staring at it in a puzzled way. The boy had probably never seen a girl naked before, though he had the natural curiousity about sex that all boys his age have.
"Can I help, Buddy?" she asked softly.
The boy jumped, the book falling from his hands, and he spun around to face her, his eyes terrified, his face flushing crimson right to the roots of his hair.
"I-I didn't see you, Carol. I ... I was just looking through the shelf for something to read," he faltered, "and ... and ... no, I guess I'm okay. I was just looking." His face was pained with embarrassment.
"I understand, Buddy. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I want to answer any questions you might have, as a friend."
"Then you saw what I was looking at," he asked meekly, his voice a whisper. When Carol nodded and smiled he said, "Don't tell my Mom or anyone, Carol, please! I just was curious. I didn't even understand any of it. Honest!'
"It's alright, Buddy," she said soothingly. "Why the sudden interest in girls?"
He shrugged. "The guys Were talking and I remembered from the last time I was over here that your husband had a big collection of encyclopedias, so I thought I'd," he shrugged again, "look at them...."
"Why don't we go upstairs where we can talk privately and I'll answer any of your questions," Carol suggested.
The boy was obviously uneasy with the prospect of discussing sex with an older woman. He bit his lower lip and looked down at the carpet, moving his bare feet in aimless circles. "It's okay, Carol, really," he said unconvincingly.
Carol knew this was her opportunity to strike home; the boy's defenses were down. "Well, I think I understand even more about you than you think...."
Buddy looked up and swallowed. "What do you mean?" he asked guiltily.
"Let's go upstairs," Carol said, taking the boy by the hand, leaving the book on the floor where it fell.
They sat side by side on her bed. She put a protective arm around his shoulder, but the boy was still ill at ease and worried. She saw him staring briefly at the cleft between her breasts, peering into her partially opened blouse.
"Well, if we're going to be real friends I think we shouldn't have any secrets from one another, don't you think?"
The boy nodded dumbly, unable to speak, sensing something wasn't right.
"I saw you last week at the reservoir," Carol blurted out breathelssly, hoping Buddy couldn't hear the pounding of her heart. "Tell me, Buddy, do you masturbate there often?"
The boy's mouth fell open and he turned red again. Tears welled in his eyes and he looked ready to burst out crying. "You ... you won't tell anyone?" he whined. "Oh please, Carol, tell me you won't say anything to my parents. Please!"
Carol squeezed him close to her affectionately, feeling his heart jumping against his chest like a frightened little bird. "Of course not, dear. It's a secret between you and me. I just meant that if there's anything troubling you ... I know boys your age have questions about sex ... about their own body and the changes its going through...."
Still desperately ashamed that he had been caught in the act of self-abuse, but grateful that the secret was apparently safe with the woman, he relaxed against her shoulder, anxious now to confide to her.
Carol could have cried out with joy when she felt the boy's tension and anxiety disappearing. She had taken a gamble and it had miraculously paid off! The boy was obviously puzzled with the mysteries of sex, something he no doubt knew nothing about and now she would have an opportunity to teach him.
"Do you jerk off frequently," Carol asked again.
The boy kept his eyes on the rounded outline of her tits, hidden in her bra inside the blouse. "Yes ... it's not wrong or anything is it?"
"Not at all, especially for a boy your age. Do you go through that ritual at the reservoir every day?"
"Ritual? What's a ritual?"
"When you fondle yourself that way before you get undressed and actually beat your meat."
Buddy was taken aback by her explicit language, but oddly enough it made him more at ease, as if he was talking to one of his young friends. He blushed when he admitted, "Yeah, I guess so. It kind a makes me all hot here," he pointed to his crotch, where Carol detected a slight swelling.
"Do you have any girlfriends?"
"Oh no! They all hang out with the older guys. I just...."
"Jack off," Carol finished.
He nodded, his face downcast.
"Well, now that we have that all cleared up, what questions do you have to ask?" Carol let her hand trail to the boy's neck, which she caressed lovingly. Buddy seemed to take no notice.
"Everything," he burst out. "I dunno....like....like fucking, Carol. I don't know anything about that. Or what a girl looks like. What I'm supposed to do if I'm alone with a chick. Everything," he said miserably.
The woman laughed. "Well, at thirteen I suppose everyone gets curious, though I'm sure you're not old enough to do it yet," she said, knowing full well that he was.
The boy looked up at her expectantly.
"Tell you what, Buddy. Why don't you and I hold a sort of biology class. The best way I can explain is to show you. So let's take our clothes off."
Recklessly, she began unbuttoning her blouse, praying Buddy wouldn't run out of the house screaming for the police. It was an insane, dangerous thing to do-one that would force her to God knows what, but there was no way she could stop herself. She just had to see the thirteen-year-old naked. Surprisingly enough, Buddy was shy but willing. He knew he'd never have another opportunity like this and he trusted Carol completely.
Jesus! He thought as she undid her bra, look at those tits! They're like fucking mountains. He felt himself becoming aroused.
"Go on," Carol said.
Buddy pulled his T-shirt up over his head and Carol gasped at the rippling muscles on his deeply tanned chest. He was skinny, but in a couple of years he would broaden out and be quite a striking young man.
Staring at Carol as she took off her skirt, he peeled off his pants, leaving only his white briefs on. "Wow, you sure have a lot of hair down there. Much more than I do!" he said incredulously as her panties fell to her ankles and she stood before him, pale and fully naked.
She looked beautiful, the most stunning thing he had ever seen! He stared at her pink and white body with all its luscious curves, but his eyes fixed on her vagina.
Carol sat back down on the edge of the bed and put a hand on his naked thigh, feeling the boy flinch slightly at the intimate touch. "Now how about your underpants," she whispered.
The boy stood up self-consciously and peeled off his tight-fitting briefs, revealing his pale, tiny-looking cock with its wisp of pubic hair.
"Look," Carol said, brushing her finger slightly against his pubic hairs. "You have a little hair yourself. In a couple of years you'll almost have as much as I do."
"Really?" He licked his lips and wondered if he ever dare brag to the kids about this. Who'd believe him? He felt so strange, with new and powerful sensations rushing through his loins, making his cock itch and his mouth go dry.
Carol knew she had to be careful and not frighten the boy, but her eyes gazed at Buddy's drooping penis, which was so slim and cute looking, nothing like the hairy enormity her husband had. His delicately ridged, smooth balls were nothing like the bulbous hairy ones her husband had. Perhaps someday his cock would be like a man's: hairy and thick and big, but now it was the most marvelous, innocent-looking thing she had ever seen.
She longed to touch it and, yes, taste it, something she had never done with her husband's.
Her voice shook as she reached out and took his limp organ in her hand. "You know what happens to you when you get excited, don't you?" How sweet and satiny his cock felt! She pumped gently, as if to show him, and the smooth silky skin moved easily between her fingers.
While the boy gulped and stared, she worked the cock skin in her hand, making the head become swollen and more pronounced.
"It gets big and stiff," he replied, swallowing repeatedly.
"That's right, sweetheart," she cooed, bringing him gradually to erection in her hand.
"But I don't know anything about a girl's cunt."
"Well, I can show you that. Come over and lie on the bed with me and I'll show you, Buddy."
Damn it! She thought. I just can't let go of his beautiful little pecker. She twisted and pumped it gently in her hand, admiring its delicate paleness. As she caressed the budding shaft she saw a dewy drop of pre-seminal fluid suddenly emerge from his gaping piss slit. She ran her thumb over it, spreading the watery liquid.
She wanted desperately to lick the cream and feel the warmth of his growing member in her mouth, but she had to wait until the boy was more prepared for it. She cradled the small dick in one hand and stroked his asscheeks with the other.
Reaching under his balls to caress his moist ass passage, she could feel the sacs pressing and contracting against her knuckles. The little hairless balls were so delicately ridged and warm and rosy in her hand that she wanted to hold them forever.
She let go of his balls and returned to his buttock crevice, fingering his puckered anus gently, careful not to frighten the boy, who had a shocked look on his face.
"What....what are you doing that for," he said, wincing as her fingernails raked his dark crevice.
"Sssssshhh, Buddy. Just lie back and relax. Before I explain about my cunt I have to get your prick stiff."
"But why?" he asked, frightened.
"It'll all be clear to you in a few minutes. I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"Oh no. In fact it feels pretty good!"
Carol smiled and continued to play with his cock and balls, while gradually inserting a middle finger up his tight, virgin asshole.
Carol nudged her digit against his puckered opening until the boy raised his ass off the bed slightly to enable her to gently ram her digit up inside his shit passage. He winced with pain, but Carol was surprised how quickly and easily her finger slipped inside him. Soon her knuckles were pressing against his crevice and her finger was making its course up his rectum, pressing against his juicy ass walls.
As the good feelings intensified, Buddy suddenly blinked his eyes in rapid succession. Something very strange was happening to him. He looked down at his semierect dick, alarmed and embarrassed. He didn't know what to think of the awsome pressure building up in his cock shaft. It was different than the prelude feeling when he jerked off, just before he reached climax. This felt much more exciting and daring.
Could it be that I have to piss, he wondered, afraid that he would shame himself dreadfully. No, it wasn't quite that. It was a pressure in his loins that was slowly uncoiling, bringing with it wave after wave of warm pleasure.
As the boy watched, his cock reached its full impressive height, swelling in Carol's hand.
"Carol, I think I'm gonna ... come ... right in your hand!"
"Don't worry, Buddy. Let me take care of things."
"But.." She didn't understand! He was about to shoot his sperm all over her. The pressure was so intense he thought he would spurt clear across the room!
Carol saw the scared expression on his face as he looked questioningly into her eyes. "It's alright," she assured him softly. "This is part of what you were curious about. When your cock gets an erection you're ready to come."
"I know, but it feels different this time. Feels ... funny, like my cock is five feet long!"
"That's because you never had a woman jerk you off before. It's always better this way."
She thought about that for a brief moment.
"But-you said you'd explain about a girl's cunt and how a guy fucks and all-"
"So then, just like when you wack off, you shove your cock in and out of the girl's pussy as if it were your fist. Understand?"
Suddenly everything began to fall into place! Ohhhhhh wowwwwwwww!" he moaned as he felt the come rumble in his balls. "Is that what happens? No shit?"
"Sure. How would you like to try it yourself?"
"You mean fuck you, Carol?"
Carol smiled and drew the boy closer to her, her hand still playing with his cock. She positioned him between her raised knees. Panting breathlessly, she pulled her labia apart so that he could see up her cunt.
Her juices flowed heavily, dampening her inner thighs, her bush, even her fingers. Her sexually stimulating female odor rose to fill the air.
"This...." she panted, "is where you put your cock. Right up my pussy passage."
He stared, fascinated, wanting to touch her but still shy. He could see the lip like contours of her labia, the ragged, puffy inner cunt flesh which was surrounded in a bushy thick mound of brownish blonde hair.
He didn't know what was expected of him as he stared up her vagina. He looked at her heated body, gasping with adolescent delight. Her tits were standing up straight, pink and firm. The heat from her steaming body seemed to make a warm halo around them.
"In there?"
"That's right, dear. Do you want me to help you?"
"Are you sure it's okay? We won't get into trouble or anything?"
"Like I said, it'll be our little secret."
"Gee, Carol, I think you're really terrific. I mean how many women would go out of their way to help a boy out like this?"
She smiled at his naivete. She took his hard, yet slim, cock in her hand and poked it toward her vagina. Buddy jerked his hips forward automatically, still confused, until the end of his cock head came into contact with the wet viscous flesh.
He jerked as if she had just stuck his hand in an electrical outlet.
"Man!" he gasped, letting her lead him toward her dripping twat. He never felt so alive in his life. This was ten times better than beating off!
The hot wetness, the female muskiness of her cunt, the novelty of being on a bed, naked, with an older woman, was driving him up the wall with passion.
She carefully placed his cock in between her ragged cunt lips, which clamped over the burgeoning purple head. "Am I doing okay?" he asked, his voice shaking with emotion.
"Yes, yes," she said impatiently. "Just fine.
Now shove that beautiful cock of yours right inside my cunt!"
As he eased slowly into the tight, wet encumbrance of her hairy pussy Buddy thought his heart would burst with excitement. It felt terrific, like a gentle steaming vacuum pulling on his prick. Carol was the most wonderful woman in the world!
His love for her blossomed as he thought: how patient and wonderful she is to help me understand about fucking! Funny how he never really appreciated her before. He always thought she was just another one of his mother's friends, someone you just said hello to once and a while or maybe had over to dinner now and again.
"Oh, you sweet little boy! You're really inside me! I can feel that wonderful little cock of yours pressing against my clit! Oh you little fuckboy, how I love that cock of yours!"
Buddy felt like bursting out laughing at her words of passion. I never knew she could be like this, he thought.
"Is this fucking?" he asked, disappointed that he hadn't come yet.
"Not yet, sweetheart," she panted breathlessly. "Let me help you a little more." She pulled him on top of her and pressed her two hands against his buttocks, grasping the flesh tightly in her fingers. She swayed her pelvis to meet the movement of his boyishly slim ass. "Now, like I said, shove it in and out of my pussy. That's it, push and shove. That's it!"
He was beginning to get the idea. Tentatively at first, encouraged by her words, he moved his hips, sliding his stiff little cock in and out of her steaming love hole.
When she groaned and writhed, he took the hint and, with growing confidence, he fed his cock to her in steady, swift jabs. Now it suddenly felt terrific! On top of that, he could feel his peter getting even bigger! The steady pressure of her vaginal muscles on his staff was making him grow and grow!
"That's it, you dear, dear little man! Now do it faster, faster! Fuck me good and strong, Buddy. Fuck me!"
Wriggling and squirming, she felt the firm rod strike the walls of her cunt. She adjusted the angle of her pelvis so that he would have to slide his cock against her swollen, aroused clit.
His plump, come-filled balls slapped against her thighs making a sucking noise as they slided across the slimy surface, coated with her female gism. "Yeah! Yeah! That's really it! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck!" She clasped his ass more tightly than ever, her fingernails making red streaks on the flesh. Her cunt was creaming like mad, lubricating his thrusting motions.
"Carol, I never thought fucking could be so much fun! Are you digging it too?"
"Oh yes, yessss. I love to fuck your sweet little boyish cock. It feels so ... so....so....ohhhh! aggrrhhh!"
Her fluttering vagina vibrated with his prick, inciting him to stronger efforts, making a tremendous pressure in her pussy that brought on her first orgasm.
"You're such a good little fucker, Buddy. You don't have any idea how good you're making me feel!"
Buddy knew from the way Carol was clutching him and bucking her hips at him and rolling her eyes, that she too, was having a good time. He could hear the slurping noises coming from her cunt as the watery female jizz flowed from her pussy.
His open mouth brushed against her tits, and he closed his lips around one erect nipple, sucking eagerly on it like candy.
He thought he could spend all day doing this to her, when suddenly he felt a funny sensation in his balls. A distinct tingling overwhelmed his cock and his balls seemed to draw up and tighten. Moments later there was a feeling of pressure that rose from the depths of his loins.
"Awww! I'm coming! I'm fucking coming!" he cried ecstatically.
Moments later he realized with astonishment that he was squirting a hot stream into her vaginal depths. His heart was now pounding so fiercely he thought it would break right through his chest. Her inner cuntal walls clenched his raging pole again and the streaming jizz bathed them both. He moaned and groaned, feeling the wonderful feeling in his cock.
"That's it, fuckboy! You're coming inside my hot dripping cunt!" The stream jetted into her with such hot force she thought she would faint with desire as the final thundering orgasm shook her whole body in endless spasms.
"Oh, I'm coming!" she screamed. "I'm coming, you wonderful little fucker!"
Fucking the boy on top of her and writhing on the bed, grabbing fistfulls of the sheets, she moaned and swore until her pleasure tremors ceased and she lay panting for breath..
They lay with their arms around each other for a few minutes, and Iris limp penis gradually slipledout of its warm, tight nest.
"Shit, that was good!.' the boy whispered sleepily against Carol's ear. "I'm glad I asked you about fucking!"
Carol was too exhausted to answer. She lay thinking of the possible repercussions of what she had just done. If Buddy was to go out and tell any of his friends or even mention it to his father, she would be in a lot of trouble.
But somehow she couldn't get upset about this possibility. She would have a word with Buddy and impress on him the importance of keeping their affair quiet. For the moment, she felt so good, so alive, both physically and mentally, he radiated happiness.
She looked over to the exhausted boy, his eyes half closed, sweat beading his forehead and upper lip, and said softly, "Why don't you go in and take a nice long hot bath, dear," patting his firm little ass.
She reached over to the night table next to her bed and lit herself a cigarette as the sound of running water filled the air.
CHAPTER THREE
Buddy had felt so tired after dinner that Carol suggested he go straight up to bed to preserve his strength for the following morning when she promised she would teach him more about the "facts of life."
It was nine o'clock when Carol decided that she, too, would settle in for the night. She was surprised to find Buddy asleep in her bed, when she was sure he had gone right to the guest room.
He looked so young and sweet lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling so softly that she had to sit on the edge of the bed and look down at him. When she brushed a strand of hair that had fallen over his forehead the boy muttered and turned over, flinging out an arm and kicking the sheet that was covering him.
"Oh, Buddy," she murmured, her eye fixed on his groin. His pajamas had only a button at the waist, and through the partly opened fly she could see Ins slim, pale cock.
Being careful not to wake him, though her hand fluttered madly, she slipped in several fingers and brought out his flaccid prick between her finger. As she felt his cock grow warm as it swelled and throbbedin her palm, growing like a flower in her hand.
Carol licked her lips and looked down at herself. A moist spot was darkening her transparent nightie at the groin and the nipples on her tits ached and throbbed.
She couldn't take her eyes off the beautiful little peter growing visibly in her hand. In the heat of her passion she gripped firmly on the growing pecker, making it swell and thicken. She couldn't hold back any longer. The impulse to taste and suck the boy's prick proved too much for her to ignore.
She leaned over and let her tongue just barely lap up the deliciously smooth cock head. With her free hand she reached underneath to fondle his tiny balls. Her abundant pussy juices began to flow as soon as the prick was rigid in her hand.
The boy pushed closer to her, creating a friction of cock against palm that sprung it fully to its impressive height and thickness.
She tasted the slightly salty, musky boy taste of his cock until saliva began to drool slowly down his shaft. In another moment a bright pearl of pre-seminal fluid squeezed out of his dick slit.
"Oh, sweet Jesus, what a dear little peter!" she groaned as her tongue swirled over the beautifully sculptured cock head.
"Harder," the boy murmured sleepily, not opening his eyes. Could he be dreaming? she wondered, her heart skipping a beat. Without pause, she took his rigid little cock pole in her hand and slowly slipped it into her mouth, tasting its its adolescent warmth and sweetness.
She traced every vein, every ridge, every bump on the hard tool, while drilling her tongue into his piss slit, being rewarded by another drop of clear pre-seminal liquid.
She quickly lost herself in her ardent sucking, her tongue working furiously in her pleasure, caressing his piss hole and drawing out more precious fluid.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned with delight as she began sucking on her little prize. She hardly noticed when Buddy began bucking up against her face, inserting his steaming little tool deep inside her mouth.
"Oh, Carol, that feels so fucking good!" he moaned.
His passionate words made her suck and tongue him ever faster, building up a steady motion over every inch of his peter, feeling his veins gorge and pulsate with blood. She fingered his delicate little balls, feeding them one by one into her mouth where she reamed them with her hot tongue.
The boy opened his eyes for just a moment, long enough to see his cock slip wetly in and out of the woman's voracious mouth.
He knew that very soon he was about to climax. He thought to himself: Jesus! Is this what a woman ordinarily does to another guy? And I thought fucking felt great. This might even be better! Imagine, shooting your fuck juice right into another person's mouth!
He felt such love for Carol he thought his heart would break. He almost wept with joy as he felt the pressure building in his balls, indicating he would come any second.
His body tightened into one big muscle. "I'm gonna come, Carol! You're sucking my cock and I'm gonna come right in your fucking hot mouth!"
From the trembling tension building up inside his sperm-filled nuts Carol knew Buddy was telling the truth.
She was barely hot herself, though her pussy was creaming like a raging river. There's only one thing that'll make me come like I should. She pulled her hungry lips from his hard-on and the boy angrily muttered his protest.
He opened his eyes and sat up, trying to force Carol back down on his burgeoning erection. "You can't stop now!" he whined. "Please, Carol, finish fucking my cock!"
Carol sighed. "We're going to do something better."
"What's better than sucking a guy's cock?" he said dejectedly. Then his face brightened up miraculously. "You mean you're gonna fuck me again?"
"Yes!" Carol gasped excitedly.
Carol's lingers took hold of Buddy's cock firmly, so firmly he thought he would reach climax right then and there. She positioned his tool so that it touched her wet, yielding pussy flesh.
Trembling with excitement and anticipation of obtaining the same pleasure as before, he didn't dare move, conserving his energy for the powerful strokes he knew brought her so much satisfaction.
He saw the woman lower her haunches and he felt the steaming soft barrier give way to engulf his rigid tool and bring it inside her cunt.
"Holy shit!" he gasped as his achingly hot peter slid in and was clenched by the knowing silky wetness of her walls. The tightness and warmth were even greater than he remembered, much better than her mouth. Leave it to Carol to know what was best for him!
His body melted as the familiar sensations rushed through his loins. He watched as his cock slowly disappeared up the woman's cunt.
At last the hungry need she had experienced after seeing the child sleeping so innocently was being fulfilled! She could feel his cock slide roughly against her clitoris and she positioned herself on top of him in such a way that she received the most friction on her nubbin as possible.
She grinned with pleasure as she felt him begin to fuck her back, rising and falling to meet her thrusts. His hard, boyish body trembled against her. She felt the most pleasure imagainable as his rigid tool slid through her swollen cunt lips and against her hard, dripping clitoris.
The boy knowingly shoved harder, poking deeper inside the yielding warm passage that was her cunt. He forced a faster, more steady rhythm on her. He kept straining his cock muscles so that his prick wouldn't fall out of its love haven.
"Oh, that's it, fuckboy. Drive that big piece of meat inside me. Did you know you have the biggest prick I've ever seen on a boy your age," she said thickly.
"Really?" he said, he eyes glassed with passionate delight as he strained his body against her, watching her towering tits swing to and fro in front of his eyes.
"Aggghhhhrr! You're damn right, Buddy. The size ... ohhhh! You're so fucking big and thick! Ahhh!"
Her dangling tits swept hotly across his chest. The tantalizing movement of her tits made him reach up and grab two hand fulls He pressed his thumbs over the smooth hardness of her erect nipples.
"I'm fucking!" he cried suddenly, as if the fact suddenly dawned on him. "I'm fucking an older woman who's got the creamiest cunt in the world! Ohhhh!"
"Rrrrrooofffhhh!" she growled as her climax swept over her, releasing a powerhouse of female gism that swept downward over Buddy's shaft and covering her inner thighs.
She squeezed her labia tightly against his firm young penis, making his spasms increase in intensity.
"What-what was that?" Buddy asked, in alarm, as Carol bucked atop him like a wild animal having the fuck feast of its life.
"It's nothing, darling. I just came. You make me come like no one else can. You're even better than my husband, and his cock is ten times the size of yours."
He was almost shocked to realize how violently a woman could reach orgasm. He felt the hot gushing of her cream drench his groin and a warm tingle spread over his shaft.
He slammed his belly as hard as he could against hers, hanging onto her tits for dear life, bringing the rose red nipples to his mouth, and sucking on them like candy, pressing them between his sweating fingers, feeling their delicious texture and firmness.
He suddenly screamed shrilly as he came to climax inside her. His piss slit jerked open and his whole rod seemed to swell up into a tremendous size inside her and gain another half inch in length.
Hanging onto her body as if he were sinking in a pool of her creamy cunt juice, he writhed and panted and gave up completely to the delightful sensations rushing through his loins.
"Umph!" he tried. "It feels so warm and good. Oh, Carol, I want to fuck you forever and ever. Your cunt is so tight and hot and wet and creamy. Oh, make me come, more-more! I can feel the come shooting out of my hot dick."
His come sauce splattered against the innermost recesses of her cunt, reaming her walls, and further lubricating his ceaseless thrusts. His cock burst and shot out wad after steaming wad of precious boy fuck cream that thoroughly saturated Carol's viscious cuntal passage.
"Oh, dear little fuckboy. Shit! Oh! I can feel your come spurting inside me. So fucking hot and gooey and wonderful. More! More!"
Eventually, as his limp pecker shrank back to its previous thimble-like size, and slipped out. of her dripping cunt, he sank back on the bed, exhausted, and contented.
Carol rolled off the panting little child and stretched luxuriously. She hadn't felt so good in years. Seeing the boy was gasping for breath as if he were in the grasp of an asthma attack, she put a hand on his shoulder and asked, "Are you all right, sweetheart?"
"Oh, yes," he panted, "I feel fucking great, Carol. Wow! You can sure fuck a guy."
Carol smiled affectionately and lay down beside the boy.
"Carol," the boy said suddenly, "how can I make you feel really good? I mean, you've been so good with me, I want to make you come until you cry out for mercy.
The boy's somber expression made her heart beat faster. What a dear, sweet little boy, she thought lovingly.
She brought his hand between her legs, and his fingers automatically slid along her pussy, greased by thick, swirling juices.
"There's a little button of flesh inside-that's it. It's like a little penis. It's even more sensitive than the tip of your cock. If you feel it and press it, and suck it, it'll make me feel just wonderful." She was breathing heavily.
Buddy felt the precious little nubbin of flesh and Carol moaned with pleasure, his fingertips sending sparks through her whole body.
He then slipped four little fingers up inside her vagina, running them along her cuntal walls. His fingers made a slurping sound as he pushed in and out of her.
"Ahh," she moaned. "Buddy, you're getting me so fucking excited. How can I ever thank you? Oh, yes!"
"Am I really, Carol? Oh, I hope so. Oh, Carol, you're wonderful." '
"Oooh, rub my clit, honey. Slowly, now quicker. That's it." She lay back and gasped as he tweaked the slick nubbin.
He took the tiny organ between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it gently and rhythmically. Then he suddenly remembered that she said he could suck it, too. He was determined to see how good her musky-smelling cunt tasted.
He put his mouth onto her viscous lips, and his tongue shot out from between his hot little lips. It lapped her hair-lined slit, tasting the plump creaminess as he circled hotly over her clit. Her female muskiness drifted up to fill and fascinate his nostrils, which dilated with pleasure.
"Oh, shit!" Carol groaned, as her mind floated away from her body, which was filling to the brim with her warm cunt sensations.
"Oh, you dear little pussy-licker. Your tongue feels so warm and rough and smooth all at the same time.
"I wouldn't mind making love to you every day, for hours and hours. Oh, you are a wonderful cunt-sucker."
Her little lover gripped her labia with his sweating, come-filled fingers, opening her clit and inner lips with his hot, stiff tongue.
Her ass cheeks clenched and loosened and a shudder ran up and down her naked spine, a naked thrill that emanated from her clit. She climaxed again, with a tremendous shudder that almost threw the young boy off the bed.
She clasped his tanned face closer to her creaming cunt, entwining her fingers in his thick, long blonde hair, massaging his scalp, raking his skull with her fingernails.
She was a prisoner of pure cunt sensations, a devilish warmth that pervaded every inch of her body and spread over her in waves of ecstasy.
She felt his tongue probe upward toward her inner cunt, and she spread her legs open wider to give him easy access to her love box.
Every nerve ending in her body sparked with pleasure as she floated away on a cloud of pleasurable sensations. His pointed little tongue worked away inside her like a whirlwind, reaming her every pore and springing waterfalls of her creamy gism.
"Oh, sweet fucking shit!" she cried. "Oh, Buddy, how you can ream my cunt out. That's so goood! That's the very best possible-Ooooof! I've never known such absolute pleasure before. You little cunt-eater, milk me dry. Eat. my vagina. Eat me, suck me!"
Her third orgasm swept through her cunt like an avalanche, shaking her to the core with ecstasy.
"Oh, I'm coming! Right in your delicious little mouth, Buddy!"
The cute little teenager had another raging hard-on by the excitement and novelty of eating the older woman's cunt out. He raised his come-filled face and smiled as he saw her head rocking to and fro on the pillow, her mouth open in a silent cry of ecstasy and delight.
He wanted to fuck her again, but he didn't dare leave her cunt alone for even a second. Then a delicious thought entered his head. He had a sudden overwhelming desire to come in her mouth.
"Let me come in your mouth, Carol. Let me shoot my gism all the way down your throat, so you can taste it, and milk me dry with your hot lips."
"Oh, yes, that's a wonderful idea, Buddy. You're learning so fast!"
He climbed over her head as she opened her mouth and accepted his hot, stiff little tool. Balancing on his knees, his belly smacking against her forehead, and his tight, come-filled balls slapping against her chin, he filled her mouth to the brim with his engorged tool.
The tip of his scarlet penis hit the roof of her voracious mouth, and then slid easily down her throat as he jabbed it in her harder and harder.
Her lips closed on her little prize automatically, clamping down on the surging, fleshy rod. Her senses were all afire with lust as his cock slipped wetly in and out of her mouth.
Buddy moaned deliciously as he felt his dork ream her throat. It was so sensitive, and hot, he thought he would shoot his heavy load any second.
"Oh, I think-yes! Oh, fucking yes! I can feel it in my balls. The come is splashing inside my sacs. Carol, I'm gonna come in your mouth. Oh, shit, yes-ohhh-arrgghh!"
Carol knew nothing could possibly taste as rich and creamy as his boyish little tool. She could feel it throbbing and surging tightly against the back of her throat.
"Carol, I'm telling you, I'm gonna come!"
Carol slurped and splattered his hot cock with her saliva, which ran down his throbbing shaft like little rivers, to pool in a bubbling wet mass on his pubic curls.
It would be only a matter of seconds before he would shoot his delicate wad of come sauce into her mouth. His cock was thrust continuously in and out of her mouth, as spit flew in every direction.
His knees buckled underneath him so that he had to hold himself up by his hands, which were pressed flat against the mattress.
Shit, I never thought my cock could make me feel so fucking beautiful! He was thinking this as he clenched his teeth and used every muscle in his body to hold onto his orgasm and thus gave himself the most pleasure possible.
"Mmmm," Carol moaned ecstatically as his cock suddenly burst inside her, sending a hot glob of come inside her orifice. Wad after steaming hot wad of rich thick boy-fuck come flowed and streamed down her throat.
She drank the saucy mixture passionately, hungry for more. She milked him dry with her tongue and lips, sucking his come from his cock shaft like from a straw.
The boy collapsed on top of her, almost smothering the woman, his ass bucking and twitching madly as his cock continued to pump his vital fuck juices inside her eager mouth.
Finally, his body grew rigid, and then still, his limp prick rubbing against the inside of her cheeks, still dribbling semen.
Carol unclamped her sperm-stained lips and the boy weakly pulled his cock out of its hot nest and he fell back on the bed, asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Poor dear, she thought wearily. I've worn the little boy out.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Mmmm," Carol moaned sensually in her sleep. She felt a wonderfully warm glow spread over her body as her vagina fluttered, sending little shocks up her spine.
She rocked her body slowly back and forth under the sheets, then pressed her legs together, feeling something hard in between them. Her eyes were instantly opened she sprang up, her heart beating fiercely.
"What the hell-" she muttered sleepily as she pulled back the sheets. A shaft of sunlight fell over her face, making her blink. For a second she was blinded and felt increased activity between her legs, as if a little animal were burrowing between her thighs.
It was Buddy! The dear little boy was busy slurping up her flowing cunt juices with his pointed, wet tongue. She grabbed the boy to her, pressing his face deeper into her cunt, until his lips were clamping down on her swollen clit.
"Oh, shit, what a great way to wake up in the morning. Ohhh!"
The boy drove his tongue deep into the pink inner recesses of her cunt, lapping up her vaginal walls, licking her out like crazy, gulping down her viscous cunt fluid.
She clasped her legs around his back like a pair of scissors, and rode the boy like a wild horse, bucking and groaning with joy.
"Buddy, you're terrific. What a dear, wonderful boy you are to make Carol so fucking happy."
"Yes," he murmured, as he throatily gulped down another syrupy glob of her come fluid. "I dreamed about drinking your gism all night, and I couldn't take it any more. I just had to have that delicious cream."
The more the boy rolled his tongue along her steaming clit, the more Carol wanted to taste his sweet little penis and bring him to an exciting climax.
"Here, Buddy, like this," she said, pulling his legs over her head, so that his face still remained hotly lodged in her aroused, creaming cunt.
"Hey, what is this?" he demanded, not wanting to be disturbed from his delicious morning meal.
"We can both come like this," she said. "I can suck your cock, and you can eat my cunt."
His eyes popped open in understanding, then a leering smile spread slowly across his face. "That's more like it," he said, and he went back to work on her steaming pussy.
Carol's eyes watched the dangling, hairless balls, as they rocked to and fro like a pendulum above her eager mouth. She took one moist mound in her mouth and sucked on it hard, as if it were candy, the boyish muskiness of his genitals making her nostrils dilate with pleasure.
Then she took the other ball in her mouth, saliva dripping from the corners of her orifice. She ran her fingertips over the pudgy little shaft, that was now beginning to grown to its impressive adolescent length.
His perfectly sculpured bulbous cockhead beckoned her lips to it. She eased the tip of her wet tongue into the tiny pinhole at the center of the scarlet bulb. Drilling inside, she was rewarded by a watery drop of pre-seminal fluid that tasted salty and delicious as she rolled the juicy prize on her tongue before swallowing it.
Her hands then moved quickly to tickle his balls, making the boy giggle into her cunt as he licked away. She slide her fingers over the flat space between his thighs, feeling the ridged surface just underneath his balls.
"Oh, Carol....yesssss! Ohhhh! Shittttt!" he moaned, his teeth biting through her pubic mound.
Her mouth opened wide and closed over his cork-like prick with a wet smack of satisfaction. She went instantly to work, covering every inch of his growing cock with her lips and tongue.
Her hands went to his ass, pulling and kneading his buttocks, pulling apart his cheeks, running deliciously inside for the dark delight of his puckered anus.
Her middle finger went directly to his ass opening and probed the moist little hole. She pressed the digit in until half of her finger was inside his puckered circle of ass flesh. Her finger made a slight popping noise as it went in and out of his rectum, not venturing inside more than half the finger's length, teasing his anus until the boy cried out for her to jab her digit all the way inside him. She ignored his whining pleas.
Her mouth clamped tightly over his prick, losing itself in the pleasure of holding captive her treasured little prize. The longer she sucked, the harder and thicker his boy member became!
She bobbed her head up and down rapidly, mouth-fucking him hard and furiously, frantic to make him come and feel the warm, delicious jets of semen fill her hungry mouth.
Her hips wiggled and writhed like a thick snake and her cunt dripped its seemingly endless cream. Her tits were full and heavy and ached terribly as the erect nipples pressed against his boyishly muscular chest.
Her finger now ground deeper into his moist tiny asshole, pumping quickly as her throat took in the full length of his hard rod. His swelling balls banged against her chin wetly, saliva dripping from the warm flesh.
The boy bounced his cock further into her hot mouth, shoving his bulbous cockhead against her palate. He was chewing on her cunt hair and sucking up the moist drops of fluid that was lodged in them bit by bit, savoring every musky drop.
She let his cock fall out of her mouth as her mouth opened to let out a shrill cry. She climaxed once, twice, three times in his hot little mouth, inundating his flushed face with her cunt cream until the boy was gasping and spluttering for breath.
His head emerged from her cunt like a man going under water for the last time. "Wow!" he cried out breathlessly. "It's like a river inside you. Never stops!" Then, careful not to waste a drop, he went back to work, driving her half mad with the wonderously intense sensations rushing through her vagina.
"Oh, yes!" she gasped feverishly, her body jerking spasmodically as if it were plugged into a wall socket. "Buddy.... ohhhh! It feels so fucking good. It's never like this before, can't stand it....more ... more! Faster, harder, more!
Ohhhh, soo gooddddd! Buddy....oh, Buddy, you sweet, dear little suckboy! I've never been eaten out like this before....never....never!"
Almost forgetting she had his cock available to suck, she grabbed the jerking, throbbing pecker and inserted it back into her mouth, her mouth working up a furious pace as her tongue reamed over the ridge that separated his prick head from the stem.
As she sucked, the ridge became more pronounced and the cockhead swelled up to a terrific thickness, threatening to pop its heavy load into her mouth any second.
Her cunt was steaming with passion as the boy licked away insideher, grasping her nubbin of pleasure with his teeth and gently, but forcefully, creating a delicious friction that drove her up the wall with desire.
"Can't take much more," she moaned, almost hysterical, having never experienced such concentrated, continuous pleasure before in her life. The boy was a wonder. So willing to please her, so enthusiastic! One taste of her come cream and he went wild.
A spasm shook the body, almost tearing his flesh from his bones, and he knew he would be coming any second in her hot mouth. His body muscles all tensed up to hold back the force of his sperm for as long as possible and thus received the maximum pleasure from his orgasm.
But it was a losing battle.
"I can't hold it back!" he gasped between clenched teeth, his body perfectly rigid, his back muscles straining against the weight and force of the pressure building up rapidly in his balls.
His sacs swirled with come as they bounced against the inner flesh of his testicles. His balls tightened against his cock stem and prepared to shoot their heavy load of come into the woman's eager mouth.
"Carol! Help me stop it! Hold it back a little longer! Oh, Jesus this is gonna be so fucking good! So fucking intense!"
Then, as if all the winds on earth were concentrated in his testicles, preparing to be let loose, a tremendous pressure overwhelmed his loins and he arched his body, almost pulling his cock shaft from between Carol's clenched lips.
But she held onto her smooth, rich little pride, all five inches of it, and sucked even harder, making the boy burst out crying as he wailed in pain and pleasure, "I'm coming!"
Carol gagged as her mouth accepted the awsome glob of stringy hot come that shot like a rocket into her orifice, shooting hotly against the roof of her mouth and falling in thick wads down her throat.
She coughed and gasped for breath as his member swelled to a terrific size in her mouth so that her mouth was wide open and straining to clamp down on it.
The boy screamed as if in agony, then he groaned and gasped with pleasure, his lithe young body jerking spasmodically against hers, bucking and writhing on top of her as his molten hot come surged deep into her throat.
She gobbled up the thick goo as it coursed hotly down her throat, trying as hard as she could not to choke as his heaving member slid in and out of her mouth.
"Fucking Jesus! Oh wow! Ohhh shittt!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, sobbing, his body wracked with spasms.
Still, his semen surged into her, spurting in thick unrelenting wads from his gaping, aching piss slit. The red burgeoing cockhead strained as it coped with the steady flow of his semen. He felt as if it would burst!
"Oh, no more!" he moaned, delirious with pain and pleasure. "Can't take any more....no....more....please!"
Carol couldn't believe what was happening! She had been sucking on his cock for minutes now and still he was shooting his come load into her, as if every drop of his precious body fluids .were streaming through his rigid cock shaft like through a steaming straw!
Her eyes widened and her temples throbbed as her body turned a ruby red, a contented purr settling on her every pore. She had never felt this good in her life! It was like a magical elixer flowing through her, revitalizing her, making her years youngers. So delicious!
The boy was half out of his mind, his body flopping like a fish out of water against her, sweat running down his face, his sides, from under his arms, exuding a boyish sweetness that made Carol want to cry out with joy.
It was life itself she was holding in her mouth! It was the most wonderful thing imaginable! Such power and life-giving energy from one little thirteen-year-old boy!
It was a turning point in her life. She knew now that she was hooked on this boy's cock for life. She couldn't possibly live without it. God only knows what would happen to them if anyone ever found out what they were doing together, but it seemed so terribly insignificant compared to the pleasure she was now receiving. Her cunt throbbed and she climaxed again, just because of the rich, frothing presence of his boy cock in her mouth! What more could she ask for?
The boy was sobbing, the tears coursing slowly down his puffy cheeks. "Oh, Carol," he cried, "it's so fucking good! I can't stand it! So long!" he couldn't talk any longer. He burst out in tears and sobbed against her wet thigh as the last drop of semen fell into her throat and she licked his cock gently clean, leaving it in her mouth for a few minutes more to savor the experience they had just gone through, then she let it fall limply and wetly from her mouth.
She ran her tongue over her sperm-stained lips and greedily tasted the last of his salty come sauce as it rolled delicately on her tongue and ran down her throat.
She sat up weakly and pulled the boy around to her so his wet, tearful cheeks were pressed against her own. Tears welled up in her eyes as the boy sobbed softly against her shoulder, grateful for the pleasure she had given him.
"Oh, Carol! Oh, Carol!" he sobbed over and over again.
His flaccid little penis jerked wetly against his groin and he reached down to fondle it reverently, not realizing in all his dreams that he could receive such tremendous pleasure from it.
Carol was happy for him, something that had started so innocently when she awoke had turned into something so spectacular for them both. In the space of a half hour, Carol had come six times!
Her body was swollen and aching and deleriously happy. They lay back on the bed, cuddled tightly in one another's arms, and slept until mid-afternoon.
CHAPTER FIVE
Buddy sat watching the TV as Carol finished cleaning up after their dinner. She knew the boy was becoming terribly fond of her, offering to help her around the house, complimenting her profusely on her cooking and constantly giving her a quick peck on the cheek. Where can it all lead to? she asked herself grimly, especially when her husband would be returning in a fortnight.
As if Buddy were reading her mind, he asked her as she sat down beside him, her hand automatically falling to caress his naked thigh, her fingers slipping inside the legs of his shorts, "What happens tomorrow when Mom and Dad come home? I mean," his face suddenly looked terribly sad, "can we keep going on fucking?"
She was touched by the boy's obvious sincerity and love for her.
She combed her fingers through his thick mop of golden hair and sighed. "I don't know, honey. We'll have to figure something out between us. Maybe meet somewhere else. I think I'd go crazy without you, especially when school starts again...."
"Maybe we can meet by the reservoir?" he suggested.
Carol let out another sigh. "I really don't know, Buddy. We'll have to sit and figure it all out, but not tonight. Let's forget about all that for now and enjoy ourselves."
She bent over and gave him a wet kiss, her tongue trailing inside his eager, hot little mouth, running over his gums, teeth and inner cheeks, tasting the boyish warmth and sweetness of his breath.
He responded instantly, his tongue rushing out to meet hers until they were french-kissing passionately, their arms wrapped around each other.
His hand reached down to begin unbuttoning her blouse. He could feel her heart racing against his chest as they pressed closed together, lost in the sensual beauty of their love making.
His fingers crept slowly inside her blouse, now open and parted to reveal her swelling breasts, just barely contained in her bra. His fingers reached inside one bra cup and made contact with her nipple. It sprang to erect life and throbbed hotly against his probing fingertips.
She began kissing his cheeks, her tongue trailing wetly over his flushed skin. She drilled her tongue tip into his ear, making circular motions until he squealed with delight, wriggling excitingly against her.
His hand was inside her bra, cupping her heaving tit, kneading the plump mound of flesh vigorously until her bra slipped off and dangled helplessly in front of her. He then slipped his other hand around and awkwardly undid the bra catch until the offending material slipped down and was tossed on the floor after the blouse.
She breathed hotly against his ear, watching golden strands of hair float in the air as the warm breath of her mounting passion fanned across his face.
"Oh, Buddy, you make me so happy," she moaned.
"What do you want me to do to you now," he asked, as if it was a game between them. He loved the way she swore and cursed during the heat of passion.
"I want you to take all your clothes off so I can feel that wonderfully smooth, hard cock of yours. Then I want you to put your hot little face to my steaming cunt and drill your lovely little tongue right up my pussy and eat me till you can't possible swallow any more of my hot twat juice. Then I'll stick that ripe little peter into my tight, hot cunnie and fuck me."
The boy was trembling from the heated emotion of her words. His skin glowed pink as her fingers began slowly unbuttoning his shirt. When it was open and parted to let her touch his chest, her deft fingers traveled all over his torso, feeling the rippling muscles on his chest.
She moaned excitedly as her fingers came into close contact with his erect little rosy globes. She squeezed each boyish tit until he groaned for her to stop. Then she squeezed and caressed them harder.
"Ohhh, you dear, little tit squeezer," he moaned, chuckling at his imitation of her words in the fire of passion.
"Mmmmmm," Carol sighed as Buddy undid the snap of her slacks. She spread her legs and he parted the fly to reveal the pinkness of her panties. There was a dark moist spot at the opening of her hairy twat and Buddy beamed proudly, knowing he was able to excite her now so quickly and expertly.
Carol reached down and undid his tight denim shorts and pulled down the zipper, feeling the growing bulge of his aroused cock. She cupped his half-erection under the fabric of his white briefs.
Instantly, his prick sprang to life, pressing against her palm, creating in his loins a delicate yet exciting friction that brought tingles up and down his spine and made him nuzzle his groin closer to her.
Carol was trembling all over as the boy's hand slipped under the pinkness of her panties to feel the wiry hair of her pubic mound. His fingertips out-lined the puffy mounds of her twat lips as she squirted out a fountain of female come juice.
"Oh, Buddy," she moaned softly. "You're getting me so hot, so fucking hot I can't stand it. I need the touch of your tongue and lips against my hard clit. Make me come in your cute little mouth. Oh, Buddy, please take my pussy between your lips and eat me!"
"Yes," he sighed and rose to shrug off his shirt and wriggle out of his shorts and briefs. Carol gasped with pleasure at the familiar sight of his hard, little cock, its five-inch length nestling comfortably against his almost-hairless belly.
Buddy dropped to his knees in front of her and peeled off her pants and wet panties. He buried his face into her flat satiny belly, rejoicing in the scent of her cunt gism.
His hands roamed over her buttocks, separating them and slipping down to cup her heavily fuzzed pussy in the palm of his hand. It was wet and warm and deliciously fragrant!
Her cunt was creaming viscously, sending out its urgent need to be fucked and sucked. He pressed his eager adolescent tongue and lapped enthusiastically.
Her reddish and hard clit button poked out from the silky tendrils of her pubic mound. The boy's young heart nearly burst with excitement and passion when he saw the rougish little nubbin of hot steaming flesh. He kissed it and sucked it, licking it furiously, glad that he had such a wonderful opportunity to do so.
"Oh, Buddy, that feels so wonderfully good!" she cooed, her eyes half closed, watching his head bob excitedly against her creaming vagina.
"Lie down," he commanded hoarsely, his body trembling like a leaf.
Smiling seductively, she obeyed and threw her hands back languidly over her head, letting them hang behind her.
He crouched over her, tenderly rubbing the protruding swelling of her clit, his fingers lubricated with the rich profusion of her sexy cream. She moaned and moved her hips over to him, searching for more pleasurable friction, and he knowingly increased the soft pressure.
"Oh, sweet loving Jesus, that feels so good!" she enthused.
Writhing on the couch, she felt the pleasant bump of his stiff pole against her thigh as he crouched over to work on her steaming pussy. "More," she moaned.
He swung her legs up over his shoulders and placed his face into the vee of her satiny thighs. She squealed in delight that he should be so manfully taking control, but she trusted his intuition explicidly, letting him take the rein.
She groaned and sighed as he put his hot little tongue into her puffy slit, wriggling his perky slim ass on the couch, ecstatic with the pleasure he was giving her and feeling the familiar pressure in his balls which was a sure signal that he would be climaxing soon, with or without her help.
He licked her whole cunt, from top to bottom, his wet tongue lingering on the bright quivering button of flesh that was her clitoris. He closed his lips around it and sucked and caressed it with his tongue at the same time.
With her ass so temptingly close, he ran his tongue into the dark, damp crease and poked playfully with her tight female asshole.
He inched his finger inside her puckered asshole and looked up to study her lasvacious body, seeing her tits bright and pink and the nipples stiffly erect. Her hips quivered with sexual desire as her juice flowed steadily from within her cunt.
"I'm so lucky! I'm so fucking lucky!" he kept repeating to himself joyfully. Such a beautiful woman, and she actually prefers a little kid like me to her own husband.
Dizzily, Carol smiled back at the dreamy look on the boy's flushed face. She whined with pleasure as his finger drilled all the way into her shit passage, wriggling in circular motions inside her shit-slick tube.
She was determined to have the boy fuck her, the tingling in her cunt was too intense to be ignored much longer and she could see by the swelling of the boy's fuckroot that he was about ready to come.
Buddy also knew he would be climaxing soon. He could feel his member throbbing visciously as he sucked and kissed her juicy pussy and rammed his moist finger in and out of her tight hole. He wanted more of the woman than he ever had before, he was crazy with desire.
Carol reached down and seized his hot little pecker in her hand and closed her fist tightly over it, making the head swell and redden as blood rushed to it. His piss slit opened and closed until a watery drop of pre-seminal fluid emerged and rolled down his shaft to her clutching fingertips.
Carol moaned ecstatically as she felt her orgasm rumble out from where Buddy's hot little tongue and lips sucked greedily.
A rosy flush crept over her heaving tits and creamy belly. She began to tremble and then shake as if with fever. She felt marvelously alive! She flopped on the couch convulsively and gasped in pleasure.
"Ohhhhh! Haaaahhhhh!" she screeched. Then, her whole body was swept into the breathtaking excitement. She wailed, "Oh, Buddy, you're burning me up....your tongue is like fire against my hard clit!"
Buddy grinned into her pussy, feeling prouder than ever before. He could feel the vibrations of her orgasms tickling his nose, making him want to sneeze.
Jolt after jolt pounded through the older woman's body as she was bombarded with the wonderfully electric vibrations of her mounting orgasm. It pulled and pushed and kneaded her body flesh, feeling its way through every pore of her skin.
Her fingers clutched tightly on the swelling base of his boyish erection. He was becoming so drawn up in her excitement it was as if he was the one climaxing and he could feel the pressure begin to grow in his own cock, signaling that he would be coming any moment now.
"Quick....I have to have your cock ... in my mouth...." she panted, taking in big gulps of air. "Let's sixty-nine, Buddy ... quick....must have....ohhhhh! Must have....agggrrrhhhh!" she could no longer speak as her body was wracked fiercely with the pleasure of her orgasm.
Placing himself atop the quivering, shaking body of Carol, he pried her pussy lips open further apart and drove his tongue back into the warm, musky tasting, pink flesh as the woman grasped his cock and aimed it for her lips.
She popped the swollen dick in her mouth as if in gratitute for all the expert pleasure he was giving her (and he's only thirteen! she thought with wonder) and sucked on it wetly and firmly.
The hot boymeat pushing at the back of her throat gave her a thrill that could only be complemented by the rushing pleasure sensations in her groin. She licked and sucked, letting her tongue trail over every square inch of his fuckmember.
"Shitttt!" he gasped as his balls slapped against her chin.
He continued to slurp up the odorous liquid that was literally pouring out of her vagina. He choked down every oozing drop of her female gism, anxious to acquire more as it cascaded down his throat.
He pounded his hips ruthlessly into her face, feeling his cock disappear and slowly re-emerge from her rapacious mouth. Oh, shit! he thought as the blood rushed up to pound his temples in tempo with his manful thrusts, what a woman!
He moaned into her cunt and clenched his teeth, biting on a wiry batch of her moist pubic hair. He ground his teeth over the hairy froth and Carol squealed in childish delight. I feel like a little kid myself! she thought.
She was so intent on sucking his cock and bringing him to a wet climax in her mouth she didn't bother to voice her passion, she merely moaned and sighed and gasped, trying her best not to let go even for a minute as his cock slammed in and out of her hot mouth.
"I'm fucking coming!" he cried into her cunt, his warm, excited breath fanning her inner cunt flesh. She writhed and struggled against his weight as her body was wracked with continuous pleasure spasms.
Don't stop now! she thought, her mind in a heated whirl.
"Can't hold it back!" he whined, his cock trembling violently inside her mouth. His piss slit was releasing a steady dribble of pre-seminal fluid.
Then, just when she thought his cock would burst apart and send forth its rich milky contents, the telephone rang shrilly. Buddy froze and Carol's mouth opened in surprise, letting his cock spring out against her cheek.
"Relax, dear, I'll see who it is," she whispered, her heart thumping, the sound of it in her chest seeming to be the only sound in the room.
Naked, she rushed over to the kitchen and picked up the receiver.
Buddy cursed the interruption and gently fondled his aching, swollen cock, careful not to make himself come. He would wait patiently for Carol to do that. He could hear her mumbling and strained his ears to catch a few words, but he couldn't make out anything.
In a couple of minutes Carol returned a smile of pure joy spread on her face. Buddy grinned in return and asked who it was.
"It was your mother," Carol beamed.
The boy was puzzled. What could his mother have said to make the woman so happy?
"Your parents decided to stay until Wednesday at the cabin. Apparently they're enjoying themselves."
Her sarcasm was lost on the boy. "Terrific!" he cried, bouncing up and down on the couch, his long golden hair falling like a curtain around him.
Carol laughed like a little girl to see the boy so happy.
"That means we'll be alone for three whole days!" he said, flopping back against the couch, his cock still rock-hard and awaiting the firm, wet, warm touch of her lips.
He saw her looking intently at his cock and he took his erect member in his hand and pointed it seductively at her, waving it back and forth, laughing. "Now where were we?" he asked.
They tumbled on the couch, positioning themselves in the sixty-nine motif. Buddy buried his face in her warm odorous cunt, his tongue shooting out to lick and slurp across the heated, dripping flesh.
He rejoiced in her womanly fragrance, one all her own. His mouth was instantly filled with her acrid, yet thrilling cream. He rubbed a finger up and down, coating it in her juices, feeling the soft flesh swell anew.
Her curly tendrils of pubic hair were so soft and moist and silky! He separated her labia until he could put his fingers on their damp underparts. Holding them apart, he slurped his tongue up and down the ragged, wet slit. His middle finger pushed in to tickle her delicate clit and Carol moaned softly.
"That's it, Buddy, you wonderful little cunt sucker! Now feel my clit ... suck it! Suck it!"
He put his lips around the swollen bud and sucked wetly, his tongue stabbing against it while the moist flanges began to quiver. Her hips moved rhythmically, bobbing insistently up and down against his face.
Wow! Buddy thought and he came to life, responding to her passionate movements. He bored in further until his nose was spreading the fat, wet lips of her hairy pussy and his tongue reached in deeper and deeper.
She bucked up against him, rubbing her clit on his face, screaming with the wonderfully intense sensations rushing through her stimulated groin, spreading her musky cunt cream over his cheeks.
Carol's whole body was wracked with tremors as she pressed against his slim adolescent body. His tongue and lips moved from one place to another, setting a steady motion of sexual arousal that had Carol climbing the walls in pleasure.
"Owwww! Aggggrrrhhhh!" she cried, feeling her body knot up in one fantastic lustful moment, and then her vaginal lips fluttered and her orgasmic fluid spewed into his open mouth like a hot fountain.
"Oh shit!" she groaned. "Buddy, you make me feel like I was in heaven for those few precious moments! Oh, do it again, and again!
"But what about me?" the excited lad protested.
In her passion, Carol had stopped sucking on his member and as her mouth had opened in wordless ecstasy, she had let his erection slap unattended against her face.
Her heart went out to the frustrated boy. "Oh, Buddy, I am sorry!" Quickly, she reached up and her fingers lightly glanced over his heated flesh, sending shivers up and down his bare spine.
She touched the scarlet cleft that was his cockslit and a tiny drop of clear fluid oozed out. Seeing the boy's clenched expression, she took the hot flesh into her mouth, sucking in sharply.
She pushed his legs further apart and thrilled at the sight of his small, firm testicles. Petting and stroking, she felt him shift around to give her greater access.
Carol wanted to make the boy as happy as she possibly could. She cupped the ridged sacs in her hand, squeezing gently. Her head bounced up and down on his fat prick, taking in all five inches of it, while her tongue traced burning lines up its length.
Then, knowing Buddy loved to have his ass finger-fucked, she swiftly ran a digit down the crease of his butt.
"Oh shit, that's so fucking fine!" he moaned ecstatically.
The panting woman sank a finger into his anus and she pushed it in and out. Faster and faster she went, her knuckles pressing tightly against his slim asscheeks.
"Aw Jesus, that's it! Shit! Fuck! I'm fucking coming!" he screamed, his eyes widening in pleasure, "I can feel it swirling in my balls....it's like a fucking volcano inside me!"
In and out her finger reamed, her nails digging softly into the moist shit-slick inner ass flesh, sending the boy into pure ass and cock sensations.
"I'm coming!"
The hot gism spurted into her open mouth and she swallowed the streaming, stringy liquid as fast as he could pump into her.
Carol's cheek hollowed as if she were sucking through a straw and her throat gulped convulsively. She licked and sucked and milked his come until the boy's shriveled meat at last slipped over her lips and flopped on his belly.
Buddy looked at the older woman and panted on the couch. "You're really something else," he said admiringly.
Carol sighed. "Oh, Buddy, if only knew how much I like to suck your darling little cock! And doing it while you're eating my cunt has to be the most marvelous sensation in the world!"
She drew the boy to her and kissed him wetly on the mouth, her tongue slipping wetly inside his mouth. They french-kissed, her hands wandering to caress every inch of his youthful body.
Then, to the boy's delight, she maneuvered him back into a sixty-nine position and parted his ass cheeks with her deft fingers.
Her probing made Buddy giggle. "What....what are you gonna do now?" he laughed, wiggling over her sweating body.
"Just you wait and see. We're not finished yet!"
She drove her face between his pale ass cheeks and drilled her pointed hot tongue into his dark, puckered butt hole.
"Oh Jesus Christ that feels good!" Buddy groaned.
Carol moaned with delight as the musky fragrance of his shit tube rose to fill her nostrils which dilated in pleasure.
Her tongue reamed his ass crevice juicily, then drilled deep into his dark anus, sweeping wetly over his inner ass walls, making an eager sucking noise. Spittle ran in streams from her mouth and down his crevice to drip on her breast.
The boy clenched his teeth and he could feel his flaccid cock begin to grow and itch against his loins. Jesus! he thought, she's gonna make me come again!
"Oh, darling," she moaned as she drove her tongue deeper into his steaming asshole. The boy as writhing with pleasure. He had never had his ass tongue-fucked before and it was making him screech with pleasure.
"Oh....I'm big again ... so fucking hot all over again! Carol....let's fuck....please let's fuck! I want to fuck you ... you said we could!"
Before the boy could come, she pushed his ass away from her face and Buddy sat up, panting and gasping for breath.
"Okay, sweetheart, but let's go upstairs. It'll be more comfortable there. We can take our time," she suggested, her voice tight with passion.
Laughing, they raced upstairs and Buddy positioned her on the bed. Reaching into her hairy twat, he felt slippery fluids moisten his hand. His heart thumped and his cock jerked spasmodically against his tanned belly.
He could see the pink bump of her clitoris as it seemed to beckon him into the inner recesses of her dripping pussy.
Spreading her thighs, he squatted between them. He wiggled his fingers up into the hot slick passage, feeling the yielding walls allow his penetration eagerly. God! he thought. She feels so terrific in there! Tight and warm and wet and ready!
Carol was getting impatient. Her vagina was twitching like crazy, aching for the fulfillment only Buddy's cock could give it.
"Come on, dear, fuck me! Fuck me, Buddy! Stick that big boy cock of yours up my creaming twat!"
She seized his cock and wedged it into the viscous opening. "Push, baby. Push!"
Buddy grabbed her hips and pushed. The head of his cock went firmly into place, and moved forward another quarter of an inch until the stem of his cock started its slow journey down into her vaginal passage.
Her cunt creamed mightily and her heart began to pound mercifully against her heaving chest.
Buddy rammed forward while Carol shoved her pelvis down hard. Dizzy with pleasure, Buddy's stiff rod was now delicously buried in her hot, tight sheath. While Carol sighed with pleasure at the pressure in her cunt increased. he moaned ecstatically with pleasure.
He began to move in and out, his glazed eyes mirroring his blind ecstasy. Carol smiled tenderly. The pressure was giving way to a tremendous thrill that was blossoming inside her like a beautiful flower. Her cunt creamed thick and hot.
Her eyes glowed with happiness to have her little teenage lover deep inside her. "Oh, Buddy!" she moaned.
She reached out and brought him closer to her. She wanted his cute little firm body to close over her. The movements of his fucking were thrilling her like never before. She clenched her ass muscles, until her cheeks seemed to cave in on themselves to help him drive his steaming prick inside her.
Soon Carol's bedroom was filled with ecstatic moaning, sighing and whimpering as the boy's handsome smooth cock glided in and out of her lubricated pussy. It's tempo at first was slow and easy, then it picked up speed and beat wildly against the woman's upturned ass.
The slurping and sloshing told the woman that her cunt was having the time of its life.
Puffing and groaning she pushed against the boy's grounding pelvis, wrapping her hands around his slim ass cheeks, guiding him further into the pink inner recesses of her dripping cunt.
"Oh! Wow! Holy shit! Jesus! Fuck!" he cried, his mind seeming to separate from his body until his entire being was consumed with pure cock sensations.
"Darling, darling little cunt-fucker!" she screamed with pleasure."Do it to me! Fuck me royally! Fuck me hard and good!"
He rammed into her furiously, sawing in and out, throwing his adolescent weight and strength against her cunt. And she fucked him back just as passionately, her hips moving swiftly. Her head tossed from side to side, her hair flying in all directions, her eyes clenched shut, her face contorted to a mask of ecstasy.
Her hands dug into him, first his hips, then his firm young shoulders, and her pelvis tilted and bucked. She panted loudly, but not any louder than young Buddy. Their raspy breaths echoed in the room.
The thirteen-year-old's tanned firm young body was writhing and wriggling against her pale flesh. All sense of time and reality was lost for both of them as they bucked against each other, eager to come in the same instant.
Their bodies steamed with sweat and clung together, to separate with loud sucking noises. He drove into her with quick even strokes, reaching back as far as he could.
"Owww! Offfff! Wowwwww!" he moaned. He didn't want to climax yet, but he knew he would be momentarily and it was impossible to try to hold it back much longer.
Her profuse lubricants kept his cock's journey in and out of her cunt easy and fluid, the way she like it best.
He smacked steadily against her steaming, red hot body. She felt the beginning of another orgasm, her second. The boy was a wonder! She could climax several times before he reached his orgasm.
Even before the tremors from her first climax had died away she was being enveloped by more as he plowed mightily into her dripping vagina.
"Oh, your cock is so fucking huge!" she cried as she felt it swell up inside her and seem to grow another half an inch.
"I'm coming!" he squealed. "I'm fucking coming!"
Not yet, she prayed. Don't, dear God, let him come yet!
CHAPTER SIX
He rammed in furiously as her slick sheath tightened around his hard driving cock, and the little spasms broke against his meat. When they finally did come, together, it was absolutely overwhelming.
"Now, now, Carol," he rasped.
He blissfully ground in and around and shot his steaming load into her vibrating cunt, while her inner pussy muscles clenched and loosened, milking him for all he was worth, adding an extra impossible joy that he could hardly believe. Never in his thirteen years had he imagined that fucking could be so mind-blowing good!
Their bellies slapped together, a heavy film of hot squishing sweat coating their skin, his come overflowing her creaming come and seeping down her matted pussy hair.
Her arms and legs tightened their hold around his ass and waist as he plowed deep inside her, his cock letting out wad after molten hot wad of steaming come sauce.
Her eyes teared with joy as the boy squealed and groaned against her ear, sending shivers up and down her spine as she writhed with him on the bed.
"Fuck....shit ... cunt ... so fucking good!" he cried, his mind sending out urgent signals to his body that resulted in the best orgasm he had ever encountered. I can never go back to jerking-off after this! he thought.
Her cunt flesh wrapped itself wetly around his trembling, pulsating shaft, milking him of every precious drop of adolescent come fluid. Her cunt was full to overflowing. The thick, milky liquid flowed down his thick cock shaft as it drilled into her. Their mutual fuck sauce mingled and flowed down her thighs and his, forming a dark wet stain on the bed.
Her arms and legs loosened their tight hold as her fourth orgasm passed over her, leaving her body a writhing mess. She gasped into his firm young chest. It was the best damn fuck of her life. She could see the boy was besides himself with pleasure. Tears overflowed his eyes and streamed down his beet-red face.
He huffed and puffed, his cock growing limp and dry inside her until the flaccid meat fell weakly from between her flapping cunt lips. It lay jerking in spasms against his wet belly, in a pool of their mutual come juice.
Buddy had his eyes half closed, panting like an animal who had just experienced the best meat fuck of its life, as he lay half atop Carol and half off the bed.
She pulled him gently onto the bed alongside her and placed his head lovingly on the pillow. "I think you could use some sleep," she whispered into his ear. "We have a lot to accomplish tomorrow."
He smiled at this, his gleamingly white teeth showing. She pressed her mouth against his and ran her tongue over the bright white teeth, her hands wandering down to fondle his limp little cock, now a mere thimble-size against his cute little mound of pubic hair. Her hands were wet with the juices on his cock, but try as she might she couldn't get him hard again. He was struggling desperately to keep awake. "Oh, Carol," he moaned. "It hurts so ... my cock aches like shit!" He wriggled his ass and pushed away her hand. "Can't take any more, Carol. Please!"
Finally, she relented.
It's getting to the point where I can't breathe without his cock inside me! she mused, her face creased with disappointment. Her cunt still tingled with an unquenchable passion and lust. She knew she'd never be able to sleep now....
"Jesus, I must be going mad!" she whispered aloud. What'll happen when my dear, loving husband comes home? How can Buddy and I continue our lovemaking? How will things be with Richard? It's almost gotten to the point where I can't bear to see the hairy hardness of a man's cock. Compared to the creamy slim softness of Buddy's peter, there's no comparison. I'm really a completely changed woman!
Carol tried not to think of the future repercusions of her lascivious affair with a thirteen-year-old boy. She no longer thought of it as immoral or disgraceful as she first had. It had developed into something more deeper and beautiful than that!
She leaned over and kissed the sleeping boy gently on the cheek. As he continued to snore softly alongside her she realized as if by devine revelation just how unsatisfied she was with her marriage.
How else, after all, could she become so involved with an innocent little boy? Richard was always away on business, especially lately so that she never saw him She even suspected that he was seeing another woman. His enthusiasm for her had seemed to dwindle noticeably over the past few years. Might as well admit it to yourself, she thought bitterly, I've been keeping it from myself for so long now.
But where does that leave me? she wondered. A loveless marriage and a thirteen-year-old lover? No, the situation isn't that desperate yet, she reasoned carefully. I'm just depressed at the thought of losing Buddy. How can we possibly carry on our lovemaking without someone catching us? Maybe we should move, but that would break the boy's heart.
Musing on these somber thoughts, Carol eventually fell asleep and dreamed of passionate phantasmagorical scenes of her fucking and sucking Buddy's plump little pecker. The next morning she awoke refreshed and happy.
She took Buddy to the beach where they spent the day together. Taking care not to burn her sensitive skin, she kept herself huddled under a sun umbrella while the boy frolicked and laughed, spashing and swimming in the ocean.
The boy had on a tight pair of old bathing briefs. They barely covered his genitals looking like he had been poured into them. She noticed more than one girl give the tanned Adonis a yearning glance and she knew that eventually a girl his age would take him away from her.
His hair dripping wet and his body glistening in the sunshine, he ambled back to her and flopped down on the sand. Wiping his head with a towel he looked over to her and smiled. She looked down and could see a pointed bulge at his crotch.
Seeing she was looking at him, he reached down and pried open his briefs so that she could have an unhindered view of his half-erection.
"Buddy!" she gasped, looking around to make sure no one had seen his display of cock.
He laughed as she blushed and lay on his back, his hands clasped behind his head, his bulging groin so close she could touch it. Her cunt began to cream and she could feel her bikini briefs become wet with her female liquid.
"Buddy," she choked. "Let's go back to the house." She had to hold back an impulse to touch his loins and rip off his bathing suit.
A devilish grin appeared on his face as he saw the power he held over her. She would do anything for him and he loved her for it. His heart burst with lustful passion as he saw her nipples press erectly against her bikini bra. She was getting hotter by the minute. Already she had broken out in a cold sweat. She just couldn't ,wait to get her hands on his firm young cock. She was hooked on teenage peckers.
He helped her lug the heavy umbrella and blankets to her car and they got in. His body glowed a deep alluring brown. He lav languidly back on the seat and turned the radio up until rock music filled the air.
Trying to control the trembling in her hands she inserted the keys in the ignition and started the motor. In a few minutes they were back in the house.
"God, it is hot out!" she exclaimed, a thin film of sweat coating her body.
"Hey, why don't we take a shower together!" Buddy suggested suddenly.
"A great idea!" Carol replied and they raced up to the bathroom alongside her bedroom.
She gasped with pleasure and anticipation as the boy peeled off his wet briefs, standing before her naked and beautiful, his body richly tanned except for a small patch of paleness on his groin and slim ass.
Quickly, she got out of her bottoms as the boy undid the clasp of her bikini bra, enabling him to squeeze her heaving tits.
Hand in hand, they stepped into the shower stall and Carol regulated the water, making it as hot as possible. She reached for the soap and got on her knees to start washing his feet and legs. She traveled slowly up his legs, using the bare bar of soap.
She could feel the budding muscles in his legs which were smooth and covered with a barely perceptible golden down.
She studied every inch of his flesh, questioning him now and again about a scar or scratch, where and how he had gotten them. She paused at the golden whirls of his pubic hair. His cock hung down like an elephant's trunk, not quite half erect.
Buddy pressed his hands on her head as water cascaded off his body and onto hers. She lathered her hands with the bar of soap and went to work cleaning his balls. The ridged sacs trembled and pulsated as she held them in her soapy palms, testing their weight and fullness.
Buddy clenched his teeth and threw his head back in ecstasy as she ran her fingers through his small pubic mound and began cleaning his drooping penis.
"Ohhhh, Carol," he moaned softly as she took his prick in between her fingers and began to massage the flesh, watching it grow like a beautiful flower in her hand. His cockhead swelled up and turned a purplish-red underneath the soap lather.
Reaching underneath his hairless balls, she cleaned his ass crevice and poked her fingers playfully against his bare anus, making Buddy giggle with joy.
They both knew this was just a preliminary to the lusty lovemaking that would happen after.
Cleaning his slim asscheeks, she reached upward and let her hands trail up his spine, feeling the body that was towering over her tense up.
"Mmmmm," he murmured as she rose and kissed him wetly on the lips. Pressing her body to his, the water running off them both, she could feel his cock stiffen impressively against the silky wetness of her venus mound.
She soaped her hands gagjn and washed his arms and back and his underarms, pulling lovingly at the small tufts of underarm hair. She ran her fingers through his long thick blonde hair and kissed his eyelids, one after the other.
His tongue jutted out from between his lips and coated her tits, his lips clasping over her erect rosy nipples. She pulled his head away and they french-kissed.
When she was through washing him she gave him the soap and he then got on his knees, first cleaning her feet and legs as she did.
Overcome by passion he dropped the bar of soap and, on his knees still, grasped her ass cheeks with both hands and drove his mouth into her cunt, his tongue flicking in and out to ream her clit.
Seeing the boy was dangerously near to coming as his cock pressed rhythmically against her thigh, she gently pulled him up.
"Wait till later," she sighed, surprised at her own patience.
"Why?" he moaned. "I want to eat you now. I go crazy every time I smell that delicious cunt of yours!"
"I know," she murmured, dizzy with passion. "But we can have all that in a minute. First I want you to clean me. I want those lovely fingers of yours over my wet body."
Is this really me speaking? She wondered. I was never this passionate with Richard before. We never did this sort of thing before. It was always straight forward sex, nothing more. I never thought I wanted more till now!
The boy's hands trembled as they went to work soaping her body. He kneaded her breasts, pressing the nipples between thumb and forefinger. He thought he would faint dead away with the lusty feelings rushing through his body, making him desire the woman like never before.
"Now?" he asked her, pressing close.
"Soon," she trembled.
He continued to clean her, running his hands over her wet back, feeling the water hit his erect prick, jabbing like a thousand little needles as it fell on his sensative cockhead.
Carol let out an involuntary sigh of pleasure and the boy knew her little game was almost over. She couldn't hold out much longer against the lusty presence of his firm young body against hers.
He reached around and grasped her ass cheeks, pulling her manfully to him and planting a long, wet kiss on her hot, desiring lips. His tongue slipped inside.
She moaned and her knees felt rubbery and weak. She leaned on the trembling youth for support. He reached down under her ass, hoping to feel her wet cunt from behind but his reach wasn't enough. Frustrated, he whispered his desires into her ear, his voice desperate and pleading.
She nipped his ear gently with her teeth and drilled her pointed tongue inside.
"Please," he whined. He was dizzy with passion. His head was swirling. The room began to spin. "Please!" he persisted. "You're torturing me, Carol. Please!"
Seeing the boy had reached his limit, his cock straining to come right then and there, she relented and turned off the water.
They reached for towels draped over the shower stall and dried themselves off in a steaming mist that enveloped the whole bathroom.
Insisting, she took the towel from the boy and. wiped hirn off herself, roaming the soft terry cloth over his firm, athletic torso, feeling the muscles strain on his chest as she gently dried off his genitals.
His sperm-filled sacs trembled and contracted as she reached around and wiped clean his ass crevice, pushing delightfully against his puckered asshole. The boy was trembling like a leaf, his eyes glazed over with awaiting passion. The need to come was a tremendous presence in his groin and he knew that if she didn't do something fast he would let go and cream all over the bathroom walls.
He dried her, his breath rasping against his throat, his lungs taking in great gulps of air. His heart tripped inside his chest like a sledge hammer. He felt so frustrated he thought he would burst out in tears. Didn't she know what she was doing to him?
But she did. It was all calculated on her part. She wanted them both to be as hot and yearning for each other as possible. She knew the boy was too young and inexperienced to take the initiative. She was forced fo herself, knowing how the poor boy was feeling in his youthful enthusiasm.
Buddy took Carol's arm and they went into the bedroom. As the woman lay on the bed the boy had a devilish idea. He turned her over and positioned her on her haunches, her back to him.
"What are you going to do?" she cooed, bending forward.
Buddy was too excited to talk. "Wait," he managed to gasp.
He pushed his swollen boyish cock between her ass cheeks and down to get a liberal coating of her female juices. Hunching forward, he penetrated her vagina, rocking back and forth, and fucked her for several minutes, until he was panting like an animal.
It felt so good! But he had other ideas in mind.
Carol didn't realize what he was going to do until she felt the hot pressure on her asshole.
"Buddy, yes! You're a wonderful little boy!"
Buddy couldn't believe anything could be so terrific! His swollen schlong was buried all the way inside her tight, puckered shit passage until his hairless little balls were smacking up against her ass.
So tight and sweet and hot!
Just the sight of his erect, scarlet dick disappearing into her smooth white buttocks gave him a thrill he'd never had before. He was so excited he had to keep from climaxing immediately. He had to pause several times to calm himself and let the raging heat in his loins subside somewhat.
"Arrrrrgghhhrr! Ugggrr!" she moaned as his prized possession plunged into her rear end, its powerful thrusts tugging at her labia and clit at the same time, while pulling her inner ass flesh.
She never imagined the boy was prepared to fuck her in the ass. She expected a good ordinary cunt fuck. What a beautiful surprise! The boy was certainly learning fast!
Carol was almost ready to come and she could feel already that it was destined to be a real blockbuster. She could hardly wait. She bucked back against the excited lad, and he responded immediately. His hips shot it back into her faster and harder.
"Shit! Oh Jesus it's so fucking damn good!" the boy squealed passionately, his cock slipping easily in and out of her aching shit tube.
What a woman! He thought. She's fucking magnificent! The boy was in seventh heaven, knowing when he climaxed it would be the best he had ever experienced.
He worked his little boy penis in and out very slowly, long gradual thrusts that made both of them moan and writhe ecstatically on the bed. His balls tickled lightly against her soft thighs, her quaking anal walls gripping and rubbing his prick delightfully.
Then he speeded up, understanding she liked this best. He balled her unmercifully hard and fast, his cock ramming her inner ass flesh like thunder.
It took only a few moments for him to feel the characteristic tightening in his balls and the pressure and tingle in his cock shaft, which indicated he would be coming soon.
He clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and concentrated every muscles in his body to give the most savage thrusts possible and go all the way to reaching the most fulfilling orgasm possible.
Carol was shivering uncontrollably as she felt her cunt drip pussy juice. She reached down and inserted three fingers up her vagina and began to massage her already aroused clitoris. The red swollen nubbin of pleasure throbbed and vibrated as she gripped it between thumb and forefinger.
She tweaked her clit button without mercy, bringing on perviously unknown heights of arousal and pleasure. She was panting like a woman straining for the last available bit of oxygen on earth. Her lungs felt like bursting as her breath came out in weezing rasps.
"Ohhhhhh sweet Jesus....Buddy you're so fucking big ... that cock of yours is so thick and juicy and good....oh how you can butt fuck a woman! Oh harder., faster ... more ... that's it ... agrrrhhh!....shitttt! Christ that's fine! Fuck ... fuck me....
Buddy couldn't hold it back any longer. Her words of passion made him buck even harder against her as he grabbed both her tits and squeezed them, rubbing his fingertips over the erect nipples.
Carol plowed her fingers in and out of her pussy until her hand was nothing more than a blur. Her whole arm was saturated with her precious cunt fluids as they ran like a river from between her flopping vaginal lips.
She yelped shrilly. That was all Buddy had to hear. He smiled in satisfaction and relaxed, letting himself go.
"EEEEOOOWWWW! SHHHHIIIITTT!" she screeched as his hot stringy boyfuck sperm jetted into her asshole. She smiled gratefully when she heard the boy bellow ecstatically behind her and gasped as he incjeased his pressure hold on her heaving tits.
He pumped her ass wildly, writhing and wailing with pleasure. His cock went in and out of her steaming asshole like a snake, journeying way up her passage, as far as he could.
His limp five inch cock pulled slowly from her wet butt, and the two of them collapsed on the bed. He wanted to tell the woman how beautiful it had been for him but his throat was too raspy and raw. Instead he wrapped his arms tightly around her sweaty body and rocked slowly back and forth.
"Oh, Carol," he sighed when at last he found his voice. "I love you."
"I love you too, Buddy," she replied tenderly.
They lay locked in one another's arms until Carol could feel the boy relaxing and his arms eventually fell simply to his sides. Carol was also feeling drowsy-her constant fucking was beginning to take its toll-and she was just about to take a short nap when the doorbell rang.
She opened her eyes sleepily and sighed. She got up and put on a house dress. Pausing to smile over the cute little boy as he slept soundly on the bed, his skinny chest rising and falling with sleep, she quietly descended the stairs and opened the door.
At first she thought it was a little girl and her heart skipped a beat. But when the child spoke she realized it was a boy. His long black hair and angelic, pale face made him look feminine. He was Buddy's age, perhaps younger.
"Hi," he said softly, looking nervous and awkward. He was obviously very shy and reserved. "I was wondering if Buddy was here, I know he's staying here while his parents are away. I haven't seen him for a while."
His eyes made contact with the naked cleft between Carol's breasts, which he could see heaving against the fabric of the loose house dress, and he blushed crimson right to the roots of his hair. Quickly, he looked shamefacedly to the floor, shuffling his feet.
Repressing a laugh, Carol said, "Yes, he's here. He's been helping me around the house. That's why he hasn't been out lately. His parents will be away until Wednesday."
The boy seemed too embarrassed to say anything.
"Uh, he's sleeping upstairs now, he's been working so hard, but, uh, why don't you come in and have a glass of milk or something. It's so damn hot out."
Already, evil thoughts were running through Carol's mind. Would Buddy mind if she had a fling with his friend? She wondered. Would I if I was in his position?
"No....I-think I ... better go home then," he stuttered nervously, keeping his eyes from her breasts.
Taking the cue, Carol said, "What's the matter? Is there something wrong?"
The boy blushed scarlet, swallowing repeatedly.
"Do I make you nervous?"
Still no answer.
"What's your name, sweetheart. I don't think I've seen you around before. I'm a good friend of Buddy, you know."
His head shot up, a puzzled look on his face. "You are?"
"Sure. My name's Carol, what's yours?"
"Philip." he mumbled.
"Philip. That's nice. And how old are you, Phil?"
"Twelve."
"Well, you're a big boy then."
The boy smiled meekly, again averting his eyes from her half naked chest.
"Do women make you nervous, Phil? She asked, undoing two buttons on the house coat, revealing almost all of her tits, while the boy kept his head down, not noticing what she had done yet.
"No, I-" He stopped and his eyes nearly popped out of his head as he saw the rich swelling of her naked breasts.
"I see you like tits, Phil." she cooed.
The boy looked around uneasily. The door was still open but no one was in sight outside.
Carol gently took him by the shirt sleeve and propelled him inside and closed door, as if in a vain effort to force the door miraculously open.
"I really have to go, ma'am."
"Ma'am," Carol repeated with a smile. "Isn't that cute. Who says ma'am nowadays?" The boy looked ready to cry. "Call me Carol, dear, and relax for goodness sakes. I'm not going to hurt you."
The boy was wearing a loose fitting striped shirt and a pair of denim shorts, almost identical to Buddy's and just as tight. She could make out something of a bulge at his crotch, but nothing definite. Clearly the boy was too frightened to respond to her promptings. She would have to be very patient and careful with him.
She took him by the hand, but the boy wouldn't budge.
"Come on, sweetheart. I won't eat you. Come into the living room and sit on the couch with me. We can talk for a few minutes. I want to get to know all of Buddy's friends."
"How-how long have you known Buddy?" he asked, his voice a whisper, as he relented and allowed himself to be taken to the living room where they sat side by side on the couch.
"Oh, since he was so high. We're good pals."
The boy couldn't understand. He never thought his friend had anything in common with an older woman, one who was old enough to be his mother.
"Are you related to him?" he questioned.
Carol laughed. "No, nothing like that. We're just good friends. That's why Buddy's staying with me until his parents come back. We have good times together."
"What do you do? ' the boy was compelled to ask. m
"Oh," she said matter-of-factly, though her eyes kept a careful watch over his reactions. "He likes to play with my tits while I jerk him off."
The boy almost hit the ceiling. His mouth dropped open and he tried to get up, but Carol had him by the arm. Phil's eyes were wild with terror. He'd never imagined a woman could talk that way. And could it possibly be true? Buddy and an older woman ... doing those things? It was unthinkable!
"I'm sorry, dear. Did I shock you? I thought boys your age know all about that sort of thing."
"But ... but ... but...."
She laughed at his stuperfied expression. "What, dear?" Her hand went to his bare thigh and stayed there, exerting a slight pressure on the pale skin.
The boy bit his lower lip when he saw her hand begin to caress his leg. He was too frightened to speak. His eyes went to Carol's mountainous tits again and he could feel a slight tingling in his loins. Then he felt his cock begin to stir and lenghten noticably in his pants, the prick head making a pronounced outline against the faded material of his shorts.
He tried to cross his legs to hide the growing erection, but it was too late. He saw that Carol had noticed it.
"Well!" Carol exclaimed. "What have we here?"
"Please," he whined. "I have to go home."
"Don't be silly, dear. I want to be your friend too."
My God, she thought, if the boy gets really frightened and starts to cry, then want will I do? What if he runs to his mother and tells her what I've been trying to do? Still, she was beyond the point of caring. She had to go on and seduce the boy. A feeling of conquest took hold of her as if she were a warrier preparing for a battle. Nothing could stop her now.
"I see you like my tits too, Phil. Would you like another peek?" She undid two more buttons and parted the dress, revealing the two sagging tits, full, yet firm. The nippes were red and aroused to erection. They were like little spikes, waiting to pierce the boy's flesh.
The boy's temples were throbbing as the blood rushed to his head and made him giddy and weak. She's trying to make love to me! He realized, not knowing quite what that entailed, but knowing his cock was becoming more excited every second. It was nearly fully erect and it ached as it pressed against his tight-fitting jeans. He squirmed to release the pressure.
Carol's hand stayed on his thigh. With her free hand she took his hand and placed it on her left tit. The boy began to tremble uncontrollably when he made contact with the hot mammary gland.
"Oh jeez!.' he sighed, not knowing what he was supposed to do next. He looked beseechingly to Carol.
"Don't be afraid dear. You and I can have a lot of fun. I can teach you many exciting things." She pushed back a clump of thick, black hair that had fallen over the boy's cute, feminine face.
She closed her hand over his and swept his palm gently over her smooth skin, in circular motions. His eyes bulged out of his head when he felt the rough sweetness of her aroused nipple against his sweating palm.
"That's it" she encouraged, and was relieved to feel the boy relaxing and beginning to enjoy himself. He was still shaking like a leaf, but he wasn't resisting her advances any longer.
What the heck? He thought. If Buddy can do it, so can I!
With nervous fingers he swept over her tit, feeling thehandness of her ridged nipple. His hand moved from one tit to the other, and to the cleft between them.
As he continued to fondle her beautiful tits, she could see his cock was completely erect in his shorts. It didn't appear to be anywhere as big as Buddy's, but it had a slimness and apparent softness that Carol loved most.
Knowing she still had to be cautious, Carol asked softly, "Do you want to see more of me like Buddy has?"
The frightened boy nodded dumbly, his hands leaving her tit.
With both hands, she unbuttoned her house dress and slipped it off. Phil thought his heart would stop beating. It was thumping so violently against his skinny little chest he could hardly catch his breath.
His eyes wandered over her body, taking in every voluptuous curve. Then he stared at the incredible hairiness of her cunt. It was the most wonderfully exciting thing he had ever seen. The blood thundered in his veins as he rasped and trembled alongside the naked woman.
"You like my little cunnie, sweetheart?" she cooed.
"Oh, jeez., it's so ... so ... beautiful!" he breathed.
"You want to touch it, don't you?"
He nodded enthusiastically, feeling himself realx. He was beginning to like the woman. Suddenly he knew she only meant to make him happy, not frighten or harm him.
"You sure Buddy is upstairs and that ... that you're a good friend of his? I mean, he never told me anything about you, ma'am and.."
"First I think you better call me Carol like Buddy does. And yes we really are good friends. In fact very good friends."
She leaned over closely as if imparting a secret. "Buddy and I have actually fucked." She smiled at his startled expression. Again, he turned a beet red.
"Oh, jeez ... you mean Buddy and you were...."
Carol smiled devilishly and put her hand back on his thigh. "Why don't you touch my cunt, Phil."
"I never saw anyone so beautiful as you, Carol," he said almost reverently.
Carol smiled tenderly and combed his thick hair with her fingers. "Well, aren't you nice to say that. You've made me feel very happy, Phil."
Gingerly, his hand reached out and made contact with her wiry pubic bush. "Is this your ... pussy?" he asked, whispering the word pussy as if it would offend Carol.
"That's right, dear. And have you ever seen a woman's pussy before?"
"Only in magazines. Buddy has a few
"Playboys" hidden in his closet in his room."
"Well, you might say I'm his Playboy bunny."
Phil couldn't help but giggle at her remark. He looked up at her and asked solemnly, "Is it okay if I feel what's underneath?"
"Sure, sweetheart. Be my guest, but can I see your hard-on too?"
The boy blinked at the word hard-on, but he nodded and watched silently as she unzipped his shorts and parted the material to reveal the dazzling whiteness of his jockey briefs. His cock was pressed hard against the underpants, just waiting to be set free from its imprisonment.
He winced as she pulled down his shorts and she could see a dark wet stain spread where his cock head was clearly out-lined. He had shot a dribble of pre-seminal fluid.
First removing his socks and sneakers, then unbuttoning and taking off his shirt, she gasped at the pale figure of a boy sitting alongside her, willing and ready to give her untold pleasure and satisfaction.
He was skinny and his ribs poked through his chest, but he was rather tall for his age and adorable looking. So fragile and delicate, like a beautiful piece of china.
She leaned over and kissed the boy wetly on the lips, letting her wet tongue trail seductively inside his mouth. The boy's eyes widened in surprise; he never imagined a woman doing this to a boy before. Could Buddy, he wondered, be doing this to her too?
At first he didn't respond to her french-kissing, but gradually his body relaxed once again and he closed his eyes and gave himself fully to her passionate embrace and kisses.
He thought he would come right in his briefs as he hands wandered over his slim chest and traveled up to his face and thick mop of long hair.
He felt a strangely intense feeling in his loins as his cock pressed against his briefs. Her hands wandered down his chest to his legs and then rested on his hidden erection.
"Please," he gasped. "I'm gonna shoot right in my pants!" His eyes had a startled look in them and he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Feeling the pressure building in his cock shaft and knowing he was speaking the truth and not trying to hold off the inevitable, Carol relented and instead of fondling his prick, she hooked her thumbs inside the elastic of his underpants and slowly brought them down.
The boy raised his ass off the couch to allow her easy access and soon his briefs were around his ankles. His feet wiggled out of them just as Carol gasped at the wondrous sight before her. No, his cock wasn't as long and thick as Buddy's, but of course he was younger and smaller than his friend.
Nevertheless, Carol instantly fell in love with the boy's erect member. Now she had two cocks to compare! Her heart raced as she fondled his delicately ridged balls in the palm of her sweating hand.
The boy had just a trace of dark pubic hair that made a striking contrast against his pale white skin. His cock was slim and smooth, the cock head pronounced and purplish red. The shaft itself was pale, but had dark markings here and there. And his veins, already gorged with blood, stood out sharply against the fuckpole.
His breathing came in uneasy rasps as he looked down at Carol as she took his cock shaft in her hand and began stroking it up and down, very slowly and languidly, enjoying the trembling reaction of the member in her hand.
"It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!" she sighed. With her other hand she cupped his hairless balls, feeling their sperm-filled weight and texture, marveling at their simple beauty and design.
Boy cocks had a beauty all their own, one which was more arousing for her than a man's huge, hairy dick.
She played with his erection, getting the boy hotter by the second, until he swelled up and came in her hand, hot gism spurting up in strings in the air to splatter wetly on her knuckles and thighs.
He threw his head back and wailed with pleasure, his teeth clenched, his eyes screwed up with the sensations swirling in his loins.
"Oh shit!" he groaned as Carol pumped his cock in her hand, establishing a steady rhythm that was driving the boy up the wall. His ass rose off the couch and stayed in mid-air as he continued to release wad after sizzling hot wad of fuck cream, coating Carol's flailing hand.
He pumped his hips against Carol's pumping hand, creating a marvelous friction that spewed forth his creamy jizz all over her.
Finally, his heart tripping like mad and his breath almost deserting him completely, he fell back weakly against the woman and sighed.
Suddenly he was very embarressed. Buddy never would have let himself come like this, before he could even fuck her. He was ashamed and near tears, his pleasure shattered.
Carol understood his feeling immediately and put her arms around him, first quickly wiping his spent semen on her house coat on the floor.
"Phil, don't be ashamed. What happened was perfectly natural. In fact I take it as a compliment. After all, how many women could get a boy as good looking as you hot so quickly. Makes me feel special."
"But you are special!" he said, wiping away the tears that had started to fill his eyes.
"And you're special too, Phil. You're a very handsome boy and you have the most adorable cock I've sever seen."
"Even better than buddy's?" he asked.
"Yes. But your cocks both have characters of their own. Yours is soft and slim and Buddy's is firm and big. It doesn't mean one is better than the other, dear."
The boy failed to grasp the fine distinction, but he could tell by her tone of voice that she was telling the truth and he realized that he really like the woman and felt completely at ease with her.
She wiped his oozing, limp pecker clean with her house coat and lay back against the couch, spreading her legs.
"Now, how would you like to give me a little thrill, dear."
"But ... but I don't know how?" he protested.
"Don't worry. I'll teach you. Once you get the hang of it you'll never forget it."
He suddenly looked disappointed and downcast.
"What's the matter, sweetheart. Did I say something wrong?"
"No!" he was quick to reply, "It's just that ... well, I was hoping you'd tell me how to fuck like you do with Buddy, but I've already come so I can't do it. I'm so stupid." Carol smiled at his naivitee. "No, Phil. Handsome boys like you can come several times in a row. You'll see, you'll have another hard-on in no time. But meanwhile I think you better learn a thing or two about a girl's cunt."
The boy's eyes brightened and he looked up anxiously at Carol. "What do I do?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
"That's the spirit, Phil," Carol said as she reached down and pried open her pink labia. The boy leaned down to get a better look and he gasped as his eyes made contact with the wet inner recesses of her aroused cunt.
"What's that?" he asked in childish inquisitiveness.
"That's a woman's clitoris. It's like a little penis head inside me. If you suck and lick it and touch it, it makes me very excited and I come just like you did."
Gingerly, the boy reached down and touched the swollen nubbin with his middle fingertip. He reached back his hand when he heard her gasp in pleasure.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked, afraid that something terrible had occurred when Carol suddenly closed her eyes and arched her back.
"Oh, no, Phil, no ... You just made me feel so wonderful inside, I thought I would climax right then and there!"
"Wow! Just because I touched you?"
"Yes! Are you sure you've never done this with another girl before?"
"No!" the boy giggled, delighted with his progress.
"Well then go to the head of the class. But don't stop now. Really play with my cunt. Do whatever you want to it, dear."
The boy got down on his knees between her outspread legs and pulled apart her cunt lips, feeling the scratchy friction of her wiry pubic hairs against his hand.
Smiling to himself, he slipped his middle finger all the way inside her vagina and built up a steady, rhythmic friction against her clit, making it enlarge and redden.
It felt like a tiny cock fucking her! Carol moaned with delight, hoping Buddy wouldn't wake up, and made herself more comfortable on the couch. She spread her legs wider and waited for the next delight the boy would surprise her with. He had the natural curiousity of a twelve-year-old confronting a woman's sex for the first time. His hands explored the inner recesses of her cunt, awkwardly at first, but gaining proficientcy surprisingly quickly.
"That's it, sweetheart," she encouraged, just able to talk. "Finger fuck my cunt, you sweet little boy."
Phil was thrilled to hear her talk this way. He had never met a woman quite like Carol, imagine, she likes what a little kid like me is doing to her cunt! He thought, delighted with himself.
His fingertip reamed the viscous inside of her vaginal walls, which were slick and slippery with her female lubricating fluid.
And Carol was right! He could feel his cock stirring as his hand went in and out of her oozing cunt. He was getting a hard-on again!
Soon he experimented and put two fingers up her vaginal passage, then three, until almost his whole hand was disappearing up her hairy box.
The boy's hand came out of her cunt saturated with her creaming fluid. His fingers separated in her pussy and seemed to be covering every inch of her passage.
"Harder!" Carol screeched, her hips bucking madly on the couch as she felt the first rumblings of her orgasm take hold and throttle her. "That's it you beautiful cunt finger-fucker! Ream me out ... faster ... harder ... more ... more! MORE!"
The boy was becoming more excited by the minute as the woman bounced and writhed hysterically on the couch, almost falling off completely several times. He had all he could do to keep his finger inside her.
"Are you coming now?" he asked naively.
"Am I coming! Oh shit yes. YES!"
Her pleasure increased immeasurably as he jabbed his fuckfingers in and out of her dripping vaginal passage. Phil had never seen anyone so excited before. Even when he jerked off he never got this excited! Imagine what fucking must be like!
Her face flushed and sweating, she suddenly sat up and held his sopping wet hand as it was about to reach inside her twat again.
"Did I do something wrong? he asked, his eyes wide and innocent.
"No, Jesus, no, Phil. But now ... now," she panted, "I want to put your mouth to my hot cunt and lick my clit and suck out all my cunt fluid."
Again, the boy was shocked by what was being suggested to him. Eat a woman's cunt? Yech!
Seeing his expression of disgust, Carol had to laugh in spite of hersef. "No dear, believe me it tastes terrific. Tell you what ... if you suck my cunt, I'll suck your cock and let you come in my mouth. You'll see just how much I like a boy's hot fucksperm."
Phil was so hot by now that he was willing to give anything a try, even something as distasteful as eating out a woman's sopping wet twat.
Hesitantly at first, he put his face to her cunt and smelled the rich aromatic odor of her cream. Not bad! He thought, taking in great gulps of air laced with her heady, yet sweet smelling jizz.
Then he inched his tongue out from between his eager lips and tasted a drop of her come which hung in a drop from her clit nubin. Damn if it didn't taste alright! Salty, but nice. One of the nicest things, in fact, that he had ever tasted!
One taste and the twelve-year-old virgin was hooked! As he gulped down the saucy mixture, his cock trembled and throbbed against his thigh. He could feel his sacs contract with the force of the come raging inside them, waiting to be realeased by another orgasm.
"Can we fuck soon?" he asked, his voice muffled as he talked into her cunt.
"Yes," Carol moaned, her voice tight with passion. "But first I want to taste your slim cock, dear. After that we can fuck up a storm."
He grasped her ass cheeks and drove his head right into her groin, his nose nuzzling her clit. He spluttered and slurped up her streaming cunt fluids as fast as she could produce them.
The touch of his lips and tongue, was all Carol needed to bring her to a devastating orgasm which shook every bone in her heated boy She panted and shook and swayed to the delicious inner rhythm of her climax which swept over her like a tidal wave.
"Jesus H. Christ, but you can suck up a cunt like no one else!" she groaned, her body tightening with the force of her orgasm.
The boy was practically choking with the rivers of female jizz flowing hotly into his mouth. It was almost more than he could stand!
Carol's first orgasm passed and she could feel her second building already, but she wanted to repay the boy for the pleasure he had so willingly given her. Also, she was burning up with the desire to taste his cute little pecker.
Without a word, she drew the boy up to her and maneuvered him to a sixty-nine position over her sweating body. The boy was as light as a feather!
Her rock-hard tits were pressed against his skinny chest as she tightened her hold on him. Her fingers automatically strayed to his slim ass cheeks, tickling and teasing his balls.
Phil looked up, astonishment written all over his face. What other surprises does she have in store for me? he wondered with glee.
She brought his hard-on to her mouth and snaked out her tongue to circle the slim white meat, working her tongue tip into the little dark hole to taste his boyish essence.
"Holy shit," the boy cried, shivering with pleasure.
"That sure feels good, Carol." He was now completely at ease with the woman, willing to do anything and have anything done to him to coax out another thrilling orgasm like the one before.
She licked his slim hard cock like an ice cream cone. Her tongue dripped saliva and her nostrils filled with the pungent adolescent odor that was like an aphrodisiac to her heated body.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Carol cried, letting his-cock fall from her mouth for only a breathtaking instant, as another orgasm swept over her. She was blind and deaf to anything else in the house, or the world for that matter. She clutched Phil's arms and pressed herself against him, wrapping her legs around his waist and forcing his mouth deeper into her cunt.
They rolled on the couch in a hot embrace. She felt his little rigid peter jump and jerk in her mouth, a sure indication that he was about to come in her mouth.
Carol sucked lasciviously on Phil's swelling cock, running her hands up his ass, fingering his balls, plunging a finger in his tight, virgin asshole, making the boy, at first, wail with pain, then groan with delight and pleasure.
She knew the boy was reaching his limit, that very shortly he would be letting loose his viscous wads of rich boyfuck come into her willing, eager mouth. She could hardly wait!
He thrust his skinny little hips so that his prick head touched the back of her throat. His tongue darted like barbs of electricity in and out of her dripping twat. She climaxed again, shaking all over and squealing with delight.
"Oh....oh....oh....I can feel it, Carol..it's there ... building up..building fucking upppp!"
Carol's heart raced as she felt his cock tremble and jerk, then splutter. His piss slit gaped wide open and let loose with a tremendous wad of creamy, slimy boyfuck sauce that rushed like an ocean into her mouth. She rolled the stringy hot substance on her tongue, savoring its salty taste, before swallowing gratefully, her nostrils filled with the aromatic muskiness of his semen.
The boy screamed shrilly as he shot his precious seed inside her. He fucked her mouth like crazy, his cock head ramming the soft wetness of her throat. He let out one final sigh and fell limply on top of her, thoroughly exhausted and spent.
Carol closed her eyes when she suddenly heard her name being called out. Phil, despite his weariness, jumped up, his cock dangling limply, still oozing come, a wild look of confusion in his eyes.
"What'll he say?" he whispered to Carol, alarmed.
"Sssshhh. Be quiet and get dressed quickly. I'll go upstairs and maybe convince Buddy of a big fuck party. How's that sound?"
The boy didn't know what to make of the woman. Here he was, exhausted and milked of gism, frightened that Buddy would beat him up for having mouth-fucked Carol, and all she could calmly think of was an orgy!
He shook his head and began to dress, while rushing at the same time to the kitchen to hide.
Carol went upstairs, naked, and greeted the sleepy-eyed thirteen-year-old. He stood at the head of the stairs, also naked, rubbing his eyes and mumbling.
Carol took his hand and led him back into the bedroom.
"Come," she said. "I have something to tell you."
Now knowing how the boy would react to what had just happened between Phil and herself, she was filled with trepidation. She made the boy understand that she didn't love him any less for what she had done. It was difficult going at first, but the boy, showing signs of maturity she never knew he possessed, agreed to her plan. In fact, he was thrilled with the idea!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Carol smiled as she looked down at the two naked boys lying on the bed. She had brought Buddy to the point where he was willing to accept Phil's intrusion to their sex games. He cared so much for Carol he wanted her to be as happy as possible, and bringing his friend Phil in was just the thing to do it.
Carol couldn't believe how fortunate she was. Her heart went out to both her teenage lovers. Phil was still a virgin and the prospect of robbing him of his virginity after twelve years stimulated and thrilled her like nothing else could.
Buddy smiled at his friend, then at Carol. He had never seen her so happy before. She radiated happiness! Her skin glowed and she never looked more beautiful.
"What do we do first?" he asked pleasantly.
Carol sat between them, smiling at little Phil. "First I think we better give Phil an idea just what it's like to fuck a woman."
"Oh, man, are you in for a good time!" Buddy said, his eyes ablaze with eager anticipation. He had never actually watched two people fucking before!
Understandably, Phil was nervous, but he put his full trust in Carol. Buddy moved over to one side to make room for Carol as she lay on her back, spreading her legs in a wide V.
Phil's cock was already rock-hard and Carol paused a minute to study his and Buddy's peter. They were both so adorable and fuckable!
"What do I do?" Phil asked innocently and Buddy repressed a smile as he leaned back to watch the proceedings.
"All you have to do sweetheart is stick that wonderful whang of yours up my cunt just like you did with your fingers and push it in and out, in and out until you come inside me."
It was so simple! The boy positioned himself between her spread thighs and aimed his dick head toward the wet opening of her cunt.
He rubbed the prick dome against her wiry pubic bush, feeling shivers of ecstasy travel up and down his spine. He held his breath and plunged his hips forward. His eyes widened in amazement as his cock disappeared up her steaming pussy.
As if by prearranged signal, her twat started to generate a river full of jizz which spread down her cuntal passage to lubricate his member motions.
Phil fell down awkwardly on top of Carol, his head fitting snugly in the cleft between her tits. He rose, his cock still tightly lodged in her cunt, and grabbed two fistfuls of tit, squeezing and foldling the mountainous flesh.
He never felt so wonderful in his life. Her slick vaginal walls pressed hard and wet against his cock shaft, massaging it like a hundred little fingers. His heart beat a rapid tattoo as he rammed his hot piece of teenage meat in and out of her with growing expertise.
"Oh yes, Phil. That's it! So fucking nice to have your little peter inside my cunnie. So, so nice...."
Her body became absorbed in the rhythmic motions of his powerful thrusts and she responded gratefully, her body rising to meet her need. Already she could feel the distant rumblings in her groin what indicated her orgasm was approaching her quickly and powerfully.
"Hey, Buddy, I'm fucking!" he cried, tossing a side glance to his friend, who grinned proudly in return. It was like a big family with everyone fucking up a storm. He never felt so close to Phil and Carol in his life.
Watching the two of them fuck up a storm was proving too much for Buddy. He wanted to be in on the action. His rock-hard cock was throbbing against his smooth belly.
He began to masturbate, his fist rushing up and down over the aroused pole of flesh.
"That's the way to do it!.' he enthused as Phil rammed his virgin pecker like a locomotive in and out of Carol's steaming vagina.
Buddy flailed his cock with ever increasing motions, bringing himself to the edge of orgasm, but stopping just as the come rose to fill his swollen shaft.
He crept over to where Carol lay and positioned himself so his cock was towering over her open lips. Seeing the boy was near coming, she took his member and popped it into her mouth sucking on it avidly.
"You're great, Carol!" Buddy cried before the excited woman had his cock in her mouth for more than a minute. Her tongue creamed the smooth length of his rod, feeling the gorged veins pulsate with blood and knowing instinctively that the boy would very shortly be filling her mouth with his rich essence.
Buddy gasped with pleasure and threw his head back. The woman's hungry mouth clamped down hard on the prize in her mouth and slurped up a steady dribble of pre-come liquid that she let course deliciously down her throat.
"AAArrrrrff!" Buddy squealed, his head spinning, his loins aching, his heart tripping, his breath leaving his body.
Carol reached behind her and inserted two fingers up Buddy's tight asshole. He spread his legs apart and winced with pain as her digits zoomed up his passage. Soon she regulated her finger fucking rhythm, to match Phil's cock thrusts.
It was a losing battle for her. Phil was giving it to her so thunderously quickly that she couldn't possibly keep up and enjoy her orgasm at the same time. So he made do with sucking Buddy's cock and holding onto Phil's perky little ass cheeks to guide his prick action.
"Ummmmppphhh! Ohhhh! Buddy, I never knew fucking could be so good!" Phil gasped.
"Give it to her, man. Stick it all the way in her hot box!.' Buddy replied, his body tightening suddenly.
In a molten hot rush, Carol's mouth was filled to the brim with his boyfuck jizz. It cascaded out from the corners of her mouth and ran visicously down her chin to gather in thick watery globs on her tits and belly.
Buddy slamed his pelvis against Carol's face, watching his thick rod slip wetly between her lips. He moaned when he saw his semen fall from her mouth and run down her body. He finally collapsed over her, grasping Phil's back and weakly pushing himself back up again so Carol could breathe. She sucked on his cock like there was no tomorrow, taking deep pockets of air through her nostrils, leaving her mouth free to milk the boy completely.
"Ohhhh, no more ... please, no fucking more!" Buddy wailed, his loins burning with the fire that was leaking steadily into Carol's rapacious mouth. His whole body seemed to be draining into her orifice through his cock shaft as if through a straw.
She ran her tongue wetly all over his cock and fondled his jumping balls at the same time, giving the ecstatic youth the most pleasure possible.
He was spent and thoroughly exhausted as his flaccid cock fell limply from her sperm-stained lips and slapped wetly against his sweating belly. Buddy let himself fall back on the mattress, panting and too tired to even watch Phil as he was about to lose his virginity.
Now that Carol was able to concentrate on the fucking motions of Phil's exuberant cock, she put her strength in her pelvis and rammed upward to meet the boy's passionate thrusts.
They rocked and bucked and writhed on the bed as if they were one body, not two joined together. Their motions were carefully tuned to one another's so that Carol realized with delight that they would be coming together. She could feel her orgasm sweep over her in degrees, building steadily, as if waiting for the exact moment to let go.
And Phil's unbelievably hot, thick sperm was the trigger. As soon as she felt it leave his gaping piss slit to its journey through her cuntal passage, Carol let go completely and reveled in the sweetness of their dual orgasm.
It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. So intense and delightful! So hot and intense! So blindingly intense!
Buddy glanced weakly to the two writhing bodies and his eyes popped open. "Wow!" he whispered as he saw the force with which their mutual orgasms were wracking their bodies. They were a mass of limbs and torsos and steaming flesh.
"OHHHHHH!" Phil screamed.
"AGGGGRRRHHH!" Carol screeched. Wad after piercingly hot wad of sperm steamed its way into the pink inner recesses of Carol's creaming cunt. Both boy and woman were at the delightful mercy of cunt and cock sensations. Their heads were spinning with the wonderful rushing of their loins.
Finally, it was over. They relaxed their fierce hold on one another and settled back on the bed, their arms still loosely around their sweating waists.
"Boy!" Phil exclaimed. "Do I love to fuck!" All three of them broke out into joyous laughter.
CHAPTER NINE
A week passed and Carol established a routine with her teenage lovers, one that was flexible because it was summer and the boys didn't have to attend school.
Phil had a newspaper route so he was unavailable in the mornings, when Buddy would rush over, telling his mother he was going swimming or seeing friends. Then they would spend the time in passionate lovemaking that left them both fulfilled and exhausted.
The boys' youthful enthusiasm was beginning to wear Carol out a little, but it was small price to pay for the endless hours of enjoyment she was getting. She never felt better in her life.
Her husband had called the previous evening telling her he would have to stay for another week or so. It had not been the first time he was unexpectedly detained, and Carol was becoming more suspicious each time, but now it didn't seem to matter any more. Lately, with Buddy and Phil to keep her company, it seemed that Richard had been away for years. He was like a small insignificent presence in the back of her mind, not worthy of her attention or worry.
But once the summer was over Carol knew she would have to accept the fact that her days would once again be lonely and that she probably wouldn't be able to see her boy lovers as much as she did now. Maybe as little as once or twice a week, on the weekends. She knew the boys were just as depressed about this eventuality as she was, but they had to make the best of it. Their passion would be even sweeter when they finally did meet for the week.
But for today, Carol was eagerly awaiting the arrival of Phil, who would soon be able to join her after his lunch. Buddy was away at the beach for the afternoon. Though Carol was invited by his parents to join them she declined the offer saying she had a lot of house work that had to be done. Buddy understood.
She had devised a way to reach supreme satisfaction from the boy. She couldn't wait to try it.
After what seemed years of waiting, the darling little boy arrived, his chest bare in the heat, already slightly sunburned by doing his route. He was barefooted and wore only a pair of white tennis shorts. Since meeting Carol he decided not to wear underpants.
Carol still derived pleasure from seeing the hidden presence of his cock against his shorts. Though the pants were baggier than his tight-fitting denim shorts, she could make out the slim outline of his semierection as he walked into the hall.
They walked hand in hand upstairs and Carol undressed. Phil unzipped his shorts and let them fall to the floor where he kicked them off to a corner of the room. His cock stuck out at right angles to his groin. His cockhead was scarlet and swollen.
He stretched languidly and yawned, displaying his skinny chest and the rippling muscles in his thighs. Carol couldn't wait to have his slim little pecker in her cunt.
When Phil caught sight of the dildo on the bed he gasped. His eyes popped open as he held the phallus shaped rubber pole in his hand.
"What are you going to do with this?" he asked.
"I want you to fuck me and at the same time jab that big dick up my asshole. Think you can do that?"
"Up your asshole? Won't that hurt?"
Carol slapped her forehead with the palm of her hand. "Of course, we've never done that, have we?"
"What?" the boy asked, puzzled.
Without a word, Carol rushed into the bathroom ajoining her bedroom and came back with a small jar of vaseline jelly in her hand. She unscrewed the lid and put the jar on her night table.
She had yet another surprise for the twelve-year-old.
"I don't know what's the matter with me, Phil, but there's one thing we haven't done yet " she said, turning to face him.
The boy, despite what they had done together already, didn't get the message.
"We'll switch. You'll fuck me in the butt and ram this dildo up my hot cunt. That way it'll be like both you and Buddy are fucking me at the same time!"
"But ... do boys and girls do that? I mean, fuck that way. In the ass?"
"Here," she took him by the arm. "Let me show you."
As he sat on the edge of the bed, she took a dab of jelly and lubricated his cock, masssaging his shaft so he grew fully hard in her palm.
"Will it hurt?" he asked, biting his lower lip to keep from coming in her hand.
"No, not with your slim little peter."
Carol positioned herself on all fours on the bed. Phil knelt down, facing her ass, and pried her cheeks apart. His lubricated member strained and trembled against his belly.
Taking his shaft in his hand, he guided the scarlet prick knob to her dark, puckered asshole. Pushing against the entrance to her shit passage he was surprised to see his cock slip right in. Carol sighed blissfully as the pressure increased in her rectum. Soon the boy, gasping and panting in delight, was all the way inside "That's it, Phil. Wonderful! Now the dildo. Take it in your hand and ram it in my cunt at the same time you're buggering me."
The boy did as he was told and soon Carol was rocking and bucking on he bed, the boy shoving his pelvis against her butt and driving the rubber dildo as far as it would go up her dripping pussy. Carol was in seventh heaven! She was being filled from both ends. It was almost like being fucked by two boys at once!
"Carol, I love this butt-fucking. Why didn't we do it before?"
"I don't know, honey. I guess it's getting hard to keep track of things!"
But Phil was quickly making up for lost time.
His thrusts were powerful and fluid as he watched his cock disappear and reappear from Carol's shit-slick ass passage. His fingers clutched the huge dildo and shoved it like a rocket in and out of her cunt, deeper and deeper.
Her body was on fire. She could feel the tremendous stirrings of a super orgasm.
"So sweet!" she gasped. "You're cock is so slim and perfect for my asshole. You dear, dear little butt-fucker! Stick that dildo up my cunt. Don't forget that! In and out, that's it ... deeper and deeper! Oh, Jesus!"
The boy was half crazed with passion as his cock went steadily in and out ofher steaming asshole. He knew it would only be a matter of seconds before his cock would seek relief in reaching orgasm. Meanwhile, he pumped the thick imitation cock in Carol's aroused cunt, careful to push it in in such a way that it would sharply rub against the woman's clit, giving her the maximum pleasure possible!
"Mmmmmmm, fuckboy! Yes! YES!"
"I'm coming, Carol. I'm coming I tell you!"
"No, Phil, not yet. We've only just started! Faster! Faster! Deeper!
The boy tried his best. He rammed her cunt with his fingers as his fingers gripped tightly on the dildo, which was ledged deep within her vagina, making her cuntal walls pulsate and release a steady stream of cunt cream.
"Ohhhhh, Carooooollll!" he cried, and he gave his cock one final jab that sent it all the way up her rectum.
"Oh, Phil, THAT'S IT!"
With a force that never felt so pleasurable before, Carol huffed and gasped and groaned, coming in fiery sparks that were like jolts of electricity surging through her groin. It was an orgasm she wouldn't soon forget. It ripped through her with such force, she reached inside her cunt and pulled out the dildo, releasing a flood of gism, and masturbated with her whole hand, reaching such a peak of fulfillness that she could barely breathe. She rocked on the bed, nearly throwing Phil off it, and wailed with an animal lustiness she never knew existed inside her before.
The boy had never seen her so excited before. He held on to her and rode her like a bronking horse. He closed his eyes and suddenly he was off on a cloud. His cock swelled up to a terrific size inside her anus until he thought it would bust through her rectum. Her moist ass fluids rushed out to meet with her vaginal liquid, until the sheets underneath them were saturated with her pleasure emissions.
Still, he managed to slam his boy fuckmeat inside her steaming cunt, their bodies sweatily interlocked, gasping and moaning with bliss.
Then to top it all, Phil reached an orgasm so mind blowing his scream of delight was caught in his throat.
Tears rolled down his smooth cheeks and he was soon sobbing openly, gasping for breath. His piss slit flew open and a raging, steaming, boiling mass of fuck juice spewed forth to inundate her aching ass passage. It helped further lubricate his swift thrusts until he was pounding the life out of her and she was enjoying every second of it. The boy couldn't stop. His loins were burning inside him, making him sob with joy.
"Carol!" he bellowed, and that was all he could say. Instead he broke down and cried hysterically, tears dripping off his flushed cheeks. His cock snaked all the way in her hot shit hole, then out again. In and out, in and out, deeper and deeper, with no end in sight.
Carol was moaning, her mind off in another world, a world of pure cunt .and butt sensations. She closed her eyes and shivered spasmodically, her body tingling and turning a rosy color.
He can't go on like this! Her brain screamed. It's so fucking good. SO GOOD! I can't believe it. The boy is a wonder. His cock is so big. It feels like it's ten inches inside me and thick as a flagpole. Jesus it's big!
Carol's fingers flew in and out of her cunt until they felt feady to fall off from the strain of tweaking her clit.
Phil's burgeoning prick enlarged her shit tube until he was through-sending force his raging streams of stringy, milking white come sauce. He filled her passage to capacity uuntil his thick cream began to run down the sides of his shaft and out of her anus.
Now his big boycock, having never reached such thickness before, began to slowly shrink to its normal unaroused size, bringing her ass walls closer together until they forced his flacced member out of her steaming shit hole.
She flopped down on her stomach and laughed and sobbed at the same time, the bed was soaked with their mutual fuck sauces and the sweat that had dripped off their steaming bodies while in their wild dance of passion.
She reached behind her and brought the boy to her side. Seeing his cock was still dribbling a watery emission, despite all he had deposited inside her ass, she brought the aching member to her lips and sucked out the last remaining bit of prized fluid. The boy pressed tightly against her and moaned, begging her to release her rapacious hold on his prick. Ignoring his whining protests, she continued to suck on his cock as if it were a delicious candy bar.
by this time, Phil was too exhausted to resist. He knew it wasn't possible at this point to reach orgasm again, not after what he had just been through. But a sudden aching yearning transformed his cock from its flaccid, limp size to a growing erection in her mouth.
He couldn't believe his eyes!
His cock was almost a full erection again and burning something awful. It ached beyond words. And still she sucked and licked the moist meat with her tongue, drilling deep into his ragged piss slit.
"Carol, it hurts. It hurts!" He tried to pull her head away, but the pain sensations in his loins were slowly giving way to pleasurable ones and he decided to let whatever happen, happen.
It took a while but eventually the twelve-year-old felt the pressure building in his cock shaft and he knew that Carol would get what she was looking for-a mouthful of his creamy fuck sauce.
She sucked and licked like crazy, running her fingers over his delicately ridged balls, feeling the sacs fill to the brim with life sustaining come.
Then, in a rush like all the winds of the earth, he came into her mouth, sure that the power of his orgasm would split his cock in two. Dizzy with passion, he yelped and bellowed and screamed.
Carol moaned as she sucked in the small wad of milky emission as it spluttered from his scarlet prick head. What bliss!
The boy was already asleep before she finished sucking him dry. Poor boy, she thought. His body just couldn't take any more!
Looking outside her window, she noticed it was already getting late and, as if to announce this fact, the doorbell rang and she could hear Buddy race upstairs, two steps at a time.
He swung open the door, his face flushed with eager anticipation, and said, "Okay, where do we begin?"
Carol, her body seething with desire, could only smile in reply and beckon the boy to her side.
Richard, Carol's husband, was due back from his business trip that afternoon.
Carol had felt too depressed to see either Buddy or Phil the previous afternoon. She knew the boys were disappointed, perhaps even a bit suspicious, but she couldn't possibly explain to them her feelings and trepidations concerning her husband's return. In fact, she had yet to mention Richard in front of them.
When the three of them were together, it was as if he never existed and she was a young, carefree single woman again. But the day of reckoning had finally arrived.
Carol could, of course, put off the confrontation with her husband and wait until one of his frequent trips came up, then arrange to meet with the boys while he was away. But, God forbid, it was ever to arrive back early or unexpectedly, there would be hell to pay and the boys might be hurt.
He could be brutal if he wanted to.
So it was up to her. She leaned over in bed to look at the bedside clock. It was already one o'clock. Richard would be in from the airport within the half hour.
The thought of his imminent arrival made Carol tremble.
She wished it were all a dream. A nightmare, which it was. What after all could she possibly say to him? What sort of "arrangement" could they make? The whole thing was absurd. The more Carol thought about it the more frightened she became.
In the end, after careful thought and deliberation she decided to take the coward's way out after all and simply not tell him. There would have to be a better way.
Something was bound to happen, something that would let her keep her little boy lovers.
In the end, she knew she was just kidding herself. Once anyone, regardless who, found put about her lascivious relationship with her next door neighbor's thirteen-year-old son and his twelve-year-old friend, it would be all over. They'd lock her up and throw away the key.
Little did Carol know that her husband was about to provide her with a less drastic, though a more anxiety-riddled, alternative.
But that was still almost an hour away. Meanwhile, depressed and apprehensive, wishing she had the delicious company of her two teeange lovers, Carol got Out of bed and took a cool shower, hoping that would help to revive her low spirits. It didn't.
She puttered around the house, doing a bit of neglected dusting, cleaning and washing. A good housekeeper she wasn't, even though she had time to waste, that is until she got caught up with the two kids. But it kept her mind off her problem. There was still close to an hour to waste.
Time went by slowly, but wild thoughts raced through her mind. Like running away with Buddy, or Phil, or both boys. Or phoning Buddy up and having a quick lay in her bedroom. Or....
She decided to sit in the living room where it was quiet, too quiet, and have a cup of coffee and wait.
"Christ, what a fool I've been," she thought. Richard's return had put a whole different slant on the situation. Before it was as if the three of them were safe in their own private little world where no one could intrude to complicate matters.
Now it seemed a short fuse had been ignited. It would burn for only so long, then there would be an explosion. After that, who knows?
"Shit, all I can do is think in circles, accomplishing nothing, not coming to any definite conclusions, not even having the guts to approach Richard and discuss it like two mature adults," she thought.
When the doorbell rang Carol jumped up, nearly spilling the coffee all over herself. Trying to control her shattered emotions, she walked steadily to the door and opened it.
From the expression on Richard's face, she knew something was wrong. Her heart dropped. Shit, she thought, he's found out. Somehow, he's found out!
Her forehead creased, he asked coming in the door, "What's the matter? You look sick, Carol." He put his briefcase down on a chair in the hallway and draped his raincoat over it.
He turned to face her, closing the door.
"You sure you're not sick? You look as pale as a ghost."
Carol shook her head and tried to smile. "No, nothing like that, dear. It's been hot lately. I guess the heat is beginning to wear me down."
He stared at her a moment then went in to fix himself a drink.
"I thought you were going into the office today," she said, feeling faint and unsteady on her feet.
"I was, yes, but I thought we'd better discuss something, I actually have another plane to catch later in the afternoon."
Carol couldn't understand. Another trip so soon?
He sat down on the couch and rubbed his temples. Then he motioned her to sit alongside him.
"He knows!" A voice kept repeating in her head. "He knows, damn it.
Trembling from head to foot she got up and began pacing the room. Might as well get the first word in, she thought to herself.
She turned around. "Richard, I can explain." What a way to start, she thought, knowing she couldn't possibly make him understand.
He looked quizzically at her. "How the hell can you explain? Explain what?"
Something was wrong.
Carol stood facing him, her mouth gaping open.
"Sit down," he said, "you look a nervous wreck. I guess you've been expecting this for some time, but I didn't think it would hit you so hard. We're two adults after all, and not stupid. We might as well face up to it."
"You mean, you know about Buddy, and-"
"What are you babbling about. Buddy who? Oh, the kid next door. What about him? Did something happen while he stayed here with you?" He casually sipped his drink, waiting for her reply.
Carol brought a hand up and ran it through her hair. Her mind was in a turmoil. Could it be that he didn't know? Relief flooded through her, rejuvenating her.
"Oh, well, it's nothing really. He, uh, fell and scraped his knee and had to be taken to the hospital!"
"So what the hell's so bad about that? The way you looked it was as if the kid killed himself. Do me a favor and sit down so we can get this all settled and I can pack." .He took a hasty sip of his drink, as if to prepare himself for what he was about to say.
"Pack?" Carol whispered as she sat down.
He nodded and leaned closer, pausing for the right words.
"Let's not kid ourselves, Carol. Our marriage hasn't really been working. Hasn't been for some time now." He raised a hand to fend off her protest. "No, I'm not blaming only you. I know it's been rough on you, especially with my being away all the time, but the truth is my trips need not have been as long as I've made them.
Carol shook her head in an unconscious attempt to clear it. The room seemed to be spinning. She could sense what was coming next. She wanted him to say it and she didn't If only she'd known beforehand. , "I've met another woman," he continued. "And I want a divorce!"
He turned, away from the look in her eyes and Carol noticed that his cheeks actually reddened. Suddenly he looked younger and more vulnerable. For a moment she felt a desire to take him in her arms.
Then she felt totally drained, she slumped back against the couch and waited for him to continue. It was his ball game.
"Well, what can I say? We met at one of the conventions. She's never been married and we, we fell in love. She's made me realize more than anything that we no longer have a life together. So why kid ourselves?"
"And what happens to me?" Carol said, her voice soft and dull.
He shrugged and bit his lower lip. "I'll make sure you're well taken care of financially. And of course you'll have the house and the car and-" he realized how empty the words were.
He rose and fixed himself another drink. His hands were shaking badly. It wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. The look in Carol's eyes was a defeated one, yet, strangely, a victorious one too. She must have been expecting this sort of thing all along, he thought.
Feeling a little high from the booze, he walked around the room and out onto the patio, then back into the living room. Carol had a distant look on her face. She stared out into the backyard.
Suddenly she looked up at him and smiled. "So that's it, eh?"
"Carol-" he began.
She stood up and held a hand up. "No need to explain, Richard, I can take a hint!"
"Carol, don't be like that!"
She laughed until tears rolled down her cheeks. She fell back down on the couch and laughed until she was choking. He looked at her, startled. Had she gone mad? Was it that great a shock to her?
Carol stopped laughing and brushed the tears away with the back of her hand. She smiled at him as he stood awkwardly in front of her.
"When's your plane?" she asked.
"Do you want to get rid of me that fast?"
Carol smiled. "No, just making conversation. You're the one who seems to be in the hurry!"
"I've got time. It doesn't leave until six."
"Well that was considerate of you, leaving us a couple of hours to chat merrily away." She looked at him, her eyes alive and burning with indignation.
"Carol," he said wearily, "there's no reason to get bitchy."
"No reason to get bitchy!" she cried. "How the hell can you stand there and tell me that after you calmly walk in and announce you're calmly walking out! You're a real shit, Richard, and I should have realized that long ago. I still can't believe it. You just walk in and-" her voice trailed off in disbelief.
"I know. I know," he said, and she detected a note of impatience in his voice. He was getting fidgety and nervous.
She stood up and stormed out in the backyard, taking in deep breaths of the warm air. She had to smile in spite of herself. What a fool she had been, thinking she and Richard had been leading such a blissful existance. It was only because she had Phil and Buddy that she wasn't as affected by this sudden revelation as much as she ordinarily would have been.
Shit, she thought, the fucking nerve.
She heard him walk out onto the patio. He looked desolate and lost, almost as if he was having second thoughts. Carol prayed he wouldn't change his mind.
She turned to face him. "What about the divorce. You might have to tear yourself away for a day or two and arrange things you know."
"Yes, yes. I'll be here for that. Papers will be filed next week."
"Well," she said sarcastically, "you always were well organized."
He winced, as if she had struck him.
"What's she like?" she asked.
He smiled wanly and shrugged. "Nice," he said lamely.
Carol laughed bitterly. "Nice," she repeated and shook her head.
"Well," he said sharply, "I'm rather surprised you're not giving me a fight. You haven't got someone of your own on the side, have you?" He leered, swaying slightly. The booze was beginning to have a noticeable affect on him.
Carol blushed but kept her composure. "No, shit. I guess I'm pretty stupid after all."
Finishing the last of his drink, he went back into the house and Carol could hear him dragging out suitcases from the upstairs closet.
Through the open bedroom window she heard drawers being opened and suitcases being unlatched.
Feeling slightly giddy, she looked over the fence to Buddy's house. The boy wasn't to be seen. Just as well for the time being, she thought. She took another deep breath, feeling better, knowing that she was free. It was as if someone had offfered Richard's decision to her on a golden platter, like manna from heaven.
Her troubles were over and a great burden had been lifted from her shoulders. Sure, the horrible manner in which Richard so offhandedly announced the divorce would hit her after the shock had worn off, and hit her hard. After all, a part of her life was now over and done with. Could she make do with her two teenage lovers as if they were hers alone?
It was getting hot and she decided to go inside to sit. She wouldn't give Richard the satisfaction of being upstairs with him while he packed.
Yes, there certainly was a lot to think about. How would the two boys react. They were so young and fragile and probably wouldn't understand. And what, really, was there to tell them? Phil, of course, had never met Richard and Buddy had only a passing acquaintance with him, just as he had with her until the day at the reservoir changed everything.
What would I be doing now if that hadn't happened? she mused. If I hadn't seen his beautiful lithe young body stretching toward the sky as he manipulated that sexy piece of meat between his thighs?
She wished he was here with her now. Then she realized that he would be dropping by with Phil after dinner. Now, more than ever, she wanted Richard to leave. The sooner the better. Let him go back to that other woman, whoever she is. Maybe she'll have more luck with him!
I'm content, she concluded. In fact, I couldn't be more happy. It's really like a gift. With that in mind she realized that her affair with her two little boys wasn't wrong at all. How could it be when she was offered such an ideal way to continue, uninterrupted, unheeded.
She grinned from ear to ear. "Yes, like a gift!"
Carol went into the living room and sat on the couch, closing her eyes. The only sounds in the house were those coming from her bedroom where Richard was hastily throwing his things into two large suitcases.
He finished and lugged them both down the stairs, nearly falling over comically in the process. Catching his breath, he stated, "I'll get the rest of my stuff sometime next week, when we get together with the lawyer."
Carol nodded and looked outside again.
He started to walk with a suitcase in each hand toward the door, then he stopped and turned around to Carol who her back to him.
"Carol, you, uh, wouldn't be thinking of causing any trouble? I mean contesting the divorce or something?"
There was almost a childish whine to his voice as if he were pleading to her on bended knees. She realized then how much this other woman must mean to him. She suddenly, inexplicably, felt sorry for him. And sickened too.
"No," she said slowly, thoughtfully. "No, Richard. There wouldn't be much point to that, would there?"
He looked at her, his eyes glazed and blurry. "No, I suppose not. I just can't help wondering, though."
"What?" she turned to face him, her heart beating faster.
"Nothing, I suppose. It's just that you're taking this all so calmly in a way."
"You said there's no point fooling ourselves any longer, Richard. After all, we are two intelligent adults. Why, are you having second thoughts about the whole ting? Do you expect me to run to you and kiss your ass or something. You can go to hell with or without that woman, whoever the hell she is, as far as I'm concerned. Once you leave that door you'll be forgotten by yours truly."
"As if you never existed," she added, smiling secretively.
"If, if that's how you feel about it," he said, standing uncertainly, feeling drained and tired.
"Bye Richard. Give my regards to the little lady," Carol said, her back to him.
He frowned, as if deciding another course of action, feeling things were being left hanging, unfinished, then he picked up the bags, straightened his shoulders and walked out the front door, leaving it open behind him, then returning momentarily to shut it quietly behind him, giving Carol, her back still to him, one final glance.
In another few minutes, Carol heard the car start up and he was gone.
She breathed a sigh of relief. Then, tears began to course down her cheeks and she sobbed, her shoulders jumping up and down. She put her face in her hands and wept bitterly. But it was the relief, the unburdening more than anything else. Because inside Carol was glad. The future looked bright. Tonight her boys would be with her.
After a short nap, Carol felt refreshed and vibrantly alive. She whistled as she cooked herself dinner. Glancing at the kitchen clock she saw the boys would be over in little less than an hour.
The telephone rang.
It was Buddy's mother.
"Hi, Phyllis," Carol said merrily. "How are things. Haven't seen you for a couple of days."
"I know, dear. I've been out shopping. I'm redecorating our bedroom and you know the hassle that involves."
"Sure, well, you know if you need any help picking things out-"
"Oh, you're sweet, Carol, but the decorating men will be in next weekend. With any luck they'll finish it up by then. But the reason I called, Carol, is this. I was wondering, well Buddy had such a good time over at your place and you were so nice to let him stay!"
Carol's heart began to flutter when Buddy's name was mentioned. For a moment she was afraid his mother had found out, but it was apparent she hadn't. I'm getting paranoid, Carol thought with a smile.
"Well," Phyllis continued with an apologetic tone, "I was wondering if you might agree to be a babysitter again. We thought we'd take off for another weekend at the cabin, you know."
"But Phyllis, you two were just there a little while ago!"
"I know, dear, but well, we thought it might be fun again. Next time, of course, we'll have to take Buddy with us, but you know how thirteen year olds are, curious and all. The place is so small we'd never be able to, uh, you know."
Shit, Carol thought, how coy can you get? If only Richard had been that oversexed!
"Sure thing, Phyllis, I'd love to take care of Buddy." She had to surpress a giggle. "I'm glad he had such a good time. It was nice of him to say so. I know an old woman like me isn't much fun for a thirteen year old!"
"Oh, don't be silly, dear, Buddy really is quite fond of you. Probably because you took him to the beach so often. He can't get enough of swimming."
That's not all he can't get enough of, Carol thought, her cunt beginning to itch and throb.
"Well, no problem, Phyllis. I'd love to have him," she said, hoping her voice didn't sound too eager. "When will he be over, Friday?"
"Yes, dear, you're sure it's okay? When's Richard coming back?"
"Oh, he's come and gone," she replied. "He's in the midst of an important business transaction so I wouldn't mind Buddy's company."
"Wonderful. You are a dear. Maybe Buddy can help you around the house or something. Do some weeding, mow the lawn. I know Richard is busy and you certainly shouldn't have to worry about those sort of things."
"Okay, I'll look around. I'm sure I can find something for Buddy to work on."
"Good. Okay, dear, I'll be talking to you. Why don't you stop over tomorrow morning for a cup of coffee. We can have a nice chat and I can give you the key to the house."
Carol agreed and hung up the phone, her heart beating like a sledge hammer against her breast. A whole weekend with Buddy! And on top of Richard leaving, a good omen if ever there was one.
Carol finished dinner and went upstairs to put on a sheer nightie, one that did very little to conceal her voluptuous figure.
She admired herself in the full length bedroom mirror. Not bad, she said to herself, turning around, getting a little plump here and there, but not bad, not bad at all!
She knew Buddy and the little paperboy liked their women heavy breasted and fleshy. There was no reason to change all that now!
She lay on the bed; the window open, the sun setting. Looking out she saw brilliant reds and oranges sketched across the sky. A cool breeze drifted into the room, blowing the curtains slightly.
Carol sighed and let her hand fall on her crotch, feeling the wiry hairs of her cunt, which were already moist with her love dew, bristling underneath the flimsy fabric of the loose nightie.
This is the life, she thought with a smile. Richard will leave me well taken care of so I won't have to worry about working. I can spend all my time with my two gorgeous little dolls.
She moaned, imagining that her hand on her crotch was Buddy's, and he was slowly delving into her cunt with his slim little fingers. Carol pulled up the nightie, exposing her tits and belly.
Groaning with passion, she flexed her supple fingers and trailed them along her inner cunt lips, feeling the warm, smooth velvety flesh. Her fingertips came away wet with female gism. Not bothering to stop and wait until the boys arrived, she continued to probe inside her pussy, taking the hairs roughly in her fist and pulling, sighing at the pleasure she was giving herself.
She felt the burgeoning hardness of her i swollen clitoris, its rubbery softness and smooth texture. It was viscous and slippery with her come. She grasped it gently between thumb and forefinger and tweaked it lightly.
Then, already feeling the pressure mounting inside her vagina, she stroked the clit harder, fiercely bringing on wave after wave of pleasure and content. She could devote her whole life now to making her cunt happy, something Richard was not really able to do.
"My dear little boys," she moaned as her fingers rammed deeper inside her creaming pussy. She probed inside, feeling the hot wet inner redolences of her pussy flesh, delving in further until her knuckles were pressing against the prominent mound of her cunt lips.
"Ohhh, Phil," she groaned, her fingers working away inside her. "Fuck my cunt, Phil, make me coommmme!"
Her body began to rock to and fro on the bed and her legs spread out fully, then closed in, locking her hand between her pussy lips as she manipulated them inside her crotch.
"Mmmm, so sweet and good," she murmured.
She let out another moan and arched her back into an inverted U, pushing her digits in even further until they were pressing right against her womb.
"I'm all yours," she sighed. "Take me with that big fucking dick of yours, Buddy. I want your little prick so, so much I can feel it inside me, working away, making me feel so damn good!"
She tweaked her swollen clit button frequently, establishing a steady rhythm when was beginning to drive her up the wall with pleasure and satisfaction. Her body was on fire. She could feel the intense warmth being generated as her free hand wandered over her belly and heaving tits to caress herself.
She remembered Buddy at the reservoir as he lay down to jerk off. The hardness of his cock as he stroked it, slowly at first, then more rapidly, getting to know his body intimately, with the natural curiosity of youth.
She had a clear picture in her mind of the thirteen-year-old handsome youth flailing his burgeoning prick, watching it as it grew harder and thicker inside his encased fist.
She could see the piss slit open to let out a trickle of pre-seminal fluid which rolled down his shaft, onto his knuckles.
"That's it," she sighed, masturbating her creaming vagina, "stroke that beautifully slim hard pecker of yours, Buddy. Make it hard enough to put into my cunt where you can fuck the shit out of me for as long as you like."
Her imagination got the better of her as she concentrated on the scene that day by the reservoir. The boy had been lying flat on his back, his legs spread eagle, the muscles on his youthful thighs flexing and straining as he hopped up and down on his naked little butt.
She recalled how excited she had been as she watched his cockhead emerge from out of the tight hold of his fist, only to disappear once again to return thicker and redder than before.
She watched Buddy in her mind's eye as he started to move back and forth in the grass. His perky, slim ass was wiggling with pleasure as the pleasure sensation began to build in his loins.
She remembered how she longed to strip off all her clothing and run to the boy, position herself over his thighs and mount him right then and there. How often, she wondered, had he been there masturbating in the past, before she happened to come upon him? How many countless hours of enjoyment and solitude had he been provided with?
To think that all those years he was living right next door to her, a quiet, cute little boy, polite, but shy, never venturing to say hello unless he was spoken to first.
She knew boys developed at twelve as Phil contested. They probably had hard-ons even earlier, but couldn't bring on orgasms until Phil's age. Then her thoughts switched to the twelve-year-old paperboy, Buddy's best friend.
She menatlly compared their penises. One thicker and longer, than the other, but both capable of bringing her as many hours of pleasure. They were learning so fast and Carol was more than happy to help them.
She could see Buddy as he hopped and writhed on the grass by the reservoir, ready to shoot his boiling hot wad of come sauce, splattering the liquid every which way.
Her fingers worked at a furious pace as they rammed in and out of her aroused cunt. She moaned deliciously as she brought on her first orgasm. When it was over, she continued to thrust her digits inside her dripping pussy, ready for another climax.
She could see the boy's chest muscles, his body tanned by the sun, rippling and straining as he lunged upward, his cock exploding, sending forth a gyser of stringy white come sauce that flew in the air several feet, amidst the boy's loud moans and groans, to fall on his belly, his sparse pubic mound, his thighs, the grass, his hand.
Still he pumped his fist over his thick, cum-spurting member, his face screwed up in a delicious expression of ecstasy, his toes flexing in pleasure, his body rocking.
She recalled the intensity of her orgasm then as she crouched behind a rock and worked her fingers up her moist cunt, just as she was doing now.
"Oh, Buddy, you fine little fuckboy, fuck me hard and good! Make me commme!"
Carol was in a world of her own, one comprised of cunt sensations as her ragged cunt lips fluttered in ecstasy and desire. Her hand was sopping wet with her love cream as she continued to shove almost all of it inside her gaping pink flesh.
"Shittt! Fuck, I'm commming!" she cried, her voice echoing in her ears, magnified by the peaceful silence outside. "Mmmmmmm!"
Her floodgates let loose and a flood of come juice flowed from between her hairy cunt lips: drenching the sheets underneath her. In her mind, she came the exact moment Buddy had on the reservoir. His cock pulsated and jerked in his young hand as wad after precious hot wad of fuck sauce shot from his tool and onto his naked, sweating body.
"You're so good, Buddy, you can fuck me like no one else. Your cock is so beautiful, a work of art, so sensual and manly, so masculine and long and smooth as it goes in and out of my aching cunt hole!"
Still coming, Carol reached underneath herself with her free hand and jabbed at her puckered asshole, finally, in a delicious shooting spasm of pain and pleasure, ramming her middle digit way inside her rectum. As her fingers in her cunt went in and out like a blur, her middle digit thrust further inside the shit slick inner recesses of her ass passage.
"Shit, that's good," she squealed.
The pleasures in her ass and cunt seemed to merge into one tremendous hot pleasurable sensation that was centered somewhere deep inside her.
"Shit, fuck, commminggggg!"
She raised her ass so that she could exert more pressure. Her knuckles pressed against her ass as her other hand pressed against her ragged cunt lips. She contorted her body, laying on her side, until she climaxed again, this time leaving her totally drained and spent.
The bed was a mess, sheets rumpled and half on the floor, covered with the dark, wet stains of her fuck juice. She removed the finger from her ass, wincing as the ass muscles contracted and pulled away from the slim invader.
Then she released her tight, loving hold on her pussy, falling back weakly on the pillow, her body sweating and hot.
"Shit, that was fine," she complimented herself, closing her eyes, and feeling the warm afterglow of her orgasms spread over her like a comforting blanket.
She was nearly asleep, her arms over her tits, when she heard a voice in the backyard. It was Buddy calling to her.
"Carol," he whispered harshly, "Carol, are you there?"
She got weakly to her feet, her knees shaking, and leaned outside the window.
Both boys' eyes popped when they saw her pendulus tits swinging loosely to and fro over the window sill. "It's about time," she sighed, motioning for Buddy and Phil to come up.
"Be right there!" Buddy said, and they both looked at each other and smiled. Then the boys scrambled for the front door, which was unlocked.
She slipped into her nightie quickly, rearranging the sheets as best she could so the boys wouldn't know she had been masturbating.
She heard their sneakers on the stairs and, breathlessly, they walked in, leanging over to catch their breath, keeping their eyes on her near-naked body.
"Shit," Buddy said disappointedly. "Why'd you put that on. You look much better with it off!"
"Well, I knew you boys weren't going to come over here naked, so what the hell. Tit for tat!"
"Tit for cock," Phil laughed, pulling down his zipper and preparing to whip out his hard on.
"Wait!" Carol cried, forcing him to zipper up again. "Not so fast, boys. Let's have a little fun first."
She went over on the bed and sat down, motioning for Phil to join her, while winking at Buddy as if to say, Patience, you're next!
The boy stood panting between her legs, his eyes on the dark mound of pussy underneath the light blue nightie. Without a word, Carol slipped off the boy's T-shirt, revealing his skinny chest. She could see his heart was beating a mile a minute. The boy never looked so excited in all his life.
"Go on, Carol," he said, trembling from head to foot.
Buddy lay down at the foot of the bed, his back to the floor board and watched Carol go to work on his little friend. He looked down at himself and saw the erectness of his prick had made a point that stuck out of his pants. To relieve the aching in his tight little balls, he pressed down on his cock so its hardness would ease up his belly. He sighed at the deliciousness of the friction of his briefs against his cock flesh.
He felt a surge of pre-seminal come as it darkened his jeans crotch. He rubbed the flat of his palm against his burgeoning crotch and was rewarded by another mini-climax and another drop of pre-come.
As he watched, Carol ran her hand over the boy's chest, up his arms and over his shoulders, under his hairless armpits and down his bare spine.
Phil panted like mad, his body shaking in spasms as her warm fingers traveled down to his shorts where she rubbed his crotch. A dark stain appeared at his crotch and he moaned, his knees caving in on him.
He fell forward into Carol's arms and pressed his head against her rich, rock-hard tits.
Nothing inhibited about this boy, Carol thought with a grin as she positioned him over her lap and concentrated her attention on his adolescent hard-on, still housed seductively in the confines of his tight denim shorts.
"Oh, Carol," he moaned softly as he closed his eyes, letting her work out her passion on his stunning immature body.
Buddy was becoming more excited by the minute, imagining that Carol was fondling him, not Phil, but realizing his turn would be next. He was too impatient to wait. He took off his shirt and threw it against the door.
Pulling off his sneakers the exact moment as Carol eased Phil's off, he experienced another mini-climax that produced another drop of watery pre-seminal fluid.
He was so hot he could hardly stand it.
Carol undid the clasp of Phil's shorts and zipped down his jeans, pulling apart the material to expose the gleaming whiteness of his briefs, on the center of which was a wet, viscous stain, just where he had shot his tiny wad of pre-fuck sauce.
She ran her fingers lovingly up and down the hidden shaft, feeling the boy tremble with desire and anticipation. He lay half on top of her and half on the bed, his legs dangling over the edge of the mattress.
"Mmmm," he murmuered deliciously.
Buddy began to caress his naked chest in an effort to turn himself on. He imagined it was Carol who was doing this. He traveled underneath his own armpits and tugged at the moist curly hair there. Streams of sweat began to flow down his sides.
"Ohhh," he muttered.
Carol slipped several fingers under the boy's ass, while at the same time pulling down his shorts with her free hand. Phil kicked the pants away once they had fallen to his ankles.
"Carol, fuck me," he whispered. "Take my hard cock and stick it all the way up your hot, tight box."
Carol loved to hear her little lover talk that way. It excited her no end!
"Yes, dear, we will," she replied, kissing his cheek. He maneuvered around and clutched the back of her head, bringing her down for a wet, juicy french-kiss on the mouth, his tongue eagerly rushing inside her mouth.
At the same time, his hand went underneath the flimsy fabric of her blue nightie to grab a handful of her moist satin-like pussy hairs.
Carol moaned and caressed his slim ass cheeks, then brought her hand around inside his briefs to grab his rock-hard cock. She clutched tightly, as if it was the last time she could hold it, and squeezed until the boy squealed in delight.
He settled back against her, his head against her tits, her erect nipples piercing his downy cheek like spokes.
She began to jerk him off inside his briefs, until a wide dark stain of his pre-come emisions spread over the white underpants. Then she hooked her thumbs underneath the edge of his tight briefs and firmly pulled downward.
Buddy watched as if hypnotized. He had removed his shorts and was pulling down his pre-come soaked briefs, releasing his erect peter from the tight confines of his underpants.
Both boys were panting for breath, their hearts pounding against their heaving chests. Hot blood rushed through their veins to facilitate their lusty adolescent passion.
Buddy let out a throaty groan as he grasped his swollen prick and began to squeeze it as he ran his tightly encased fist up and down the aroused cock flesh.
He longed for Carol's expert touch, envious of the attention she was lavishing on his young friend.
Before letting go of his prick, Carol gave it one final tight squeeze which brought the boy's whole body upward. His balls tightened and prepared to release their heavy, saucy load.
But Carol knew the twelve year old's capacity and in the nick of time she let go of his member and watched as it flopped and jerked spasmodically against the boy's belly.
Phil let out a fierce groan as a blinding flash of pain consumed his inner prick shaft.
"Shit, why'd you stop now?" he said, his voice thick with emotion.
Not bothering to answer, Carol leaned down, her lips inches from his rigid prick, and grasped the tool in her hand. Then she brought the tip of his cock to her mouth, her tongue drilling into his piss slit. She was rewarded by the salty, spicy taste of his pre-seminal emissions. Drop after warm drop emerged from the gaping hole.
She rolled the delicious pre-come on her tongue, savoring the salty aroma. She breathed in deeply, his boyish flowing flavor rising to fill her nostrils.
"Mmmm," she moaned deliciously.
Her intimate caressing and fondling drew Phil closer and closer to his breathtaking orgasm. His hips began to writhe and his ass hopped up and down on the bed. He threw his arms back over his head and flexed his chest muscles as the pleasant sensations rose up his shaft.
Buddy knew he would come any moment now. He had been holding back his climax, stopping his flailing motions several times just before he was about to shoot his wad.
Carol caressed Phil's teenage dick with her tongue, running it wetly along the underside, feeling the intricate crisscross of veins. She could feel them gorging with blood as the boy reached the threshhold of his endurance.
Phil thrust his pelvis upward to meet Carol's hand-fucking motions. The boy's cock was swollen to a tremendous size. The stem seemed to have grown another half an inch. Phil looked down at himself and his eyes popped open in amazement. He had never seen his shaft so large before.
As he pumped it into the hollow of Carol's fist, several watery drops of pre-come emission emerged from his gaping piss slit. He watched as they oozed down his mushroomed cock dome and down his aroused shaft.
He had never been so aroused in his life. His balls ached terribly as they prepared to shoot their burgeoning load of fuck sauce. Carol pumped up and down harder and faster until the boy was gasping and moaning with pleasure.
"I'm gonna come, Carol. I'm telling you, I'm gonna have to shoot my steaming load of come, right in your hot hand, Carol. Oh, Carol! Handfuck me! Jerk my cock! Jack my nuts off!"
Carol had a dreamy, far away look in her eyes as she watched the young teenager's firm shaft grow thicker and harder as he was about to reach orgasm by her supple manipulations.
She felt the smooth prick flesh glide inside her hand. The meat was greased slightly by his steaming pre-seminal fluids, making her movements more fluid and stimulating.
Buddy was also jacking off, in slow steady strokes, that turned his thirteen-year-old organ into a rigid pulsating tool.
"Shit!" he exclaimed, watching Carol and his young friend, "can the woman give a hot hand job!" He marveled at her stunning expertise as her hand became a blur, flailing the tremulous organ in her hand.
"Shit, Carol, I'm telling you now I'm gonna come! Please don't make me shoot now, before I've even had a chance to fuck you! Please!"
"Shhhh!" Carol repremanded, her mouth watering as she prepared to take the little teeange pecker in her mouth, "Carol knows what's best for her boys!"
She continued to suck on Phil's cock, her asshole in full view of the other boy as Carol settled down on her side, her tits swinging against Phil's chest.
That was all Buddy had to see.
He watched as her asshole quivered, the opening spreading wider in front of him, enticing him to enter her from behind.
Stopping his hand fucking motions, he got on his knees and crawled toward her butt. He reached underneath and took a handful of her creamy twat juice and began to lubricate his cock.
Rubbing the deliciously warm, aromatic mixture on his tool he felt as if he would come right then and there. Her deliciously female, heady fragrance filled the air. Buddy grinned and nudged himself forward between her legs.
Carol turned around and smiled as he grabbed her by the waist with both hands. She loved it when her boys took the initiative.
Phil pressed his loins into her face, his cock gliding effortlessly down her throat, sending thrills he never imagined before up and down his spine.
"Gonna come" he kept panting, "gonna come, Carol!"
His words, filled with emotion, urged her to suck and fondle him even harder. She took his tiny, hairless balls in her hand and caressed them one by one, feeling them fill with come sauce, the little sacs throbbing with ecstasy.
She winced as she felt Buddy's enlarged peter head press firmly against her anal opening. Drops of ass juice emerged from the dark, puckered opening to help lubricate his sudden violent thrusts.
As soon as his prick dome made contact with her hot butt flesh, Buddy felt his balls contract. With all his might he concentrated on keeping his prick from exploding prematurely.
Carol jiggled her ass in excited expectation as the thirteen-year-old made ready to enter her ass passage. She clamped down on Phil's vibrant organ, scratching it with her teeth.
"More," he squealed. "Suck my balls off, Carol!"
Carol inserted a finger in Phil's tight little rectum and jammed it all the way inside him. He moaned with blissful passion, his head spinning with the heady passions that were taking over every part of his body. The twelve-year-old was climbing the walls with pleasure.
Buddy held on to Carol's mountainous tits, pressing the nipples in with the flat of his thumbs, making the woman hot all over. Then he edged his hips closer and, holding on to his tool to guide it properly, he rammed in with all his might and was slowly sucked into Carol's rectum. Her viscous inner rectal muscles surrounded his boyish shaft and caressed him at the same time.
He groaned, his eyelids fluttering wildly, his teeth clenched. He held on to her tits and pushed forward until his cock was all the way inside her steaming butt. Then he went to work on her.
Giving her more pleasure than she thought imaginable, he slowly, sensually writhed his hips, drilling his cock shaft deep inside her, feeling the secure grip of her ass walls as they clamped over him. His hot little tool was already giving out clear signals that he was about to come. It was only a matter of time.
Arching his back and panting like a crazed animal, he thrust forward, then pulled back, taking care not to draw out his member entirely. The thirteen-year old was in seventh heaven!
"Fuck me, Buddy!" Carol screamed.
Buddy was only too glad to comply with her lasvious wishes. He forced his prick inside her with so much force and boyish enthusiasm that Carol thought she would faint from the steady pressure building up inside her asshole.
How she loved to suck Phil's cock as Buddy rammed his solid piece of meat deep inside her rectum. It was sheer bliss!
She felt the tool in her mouth grow even larger and thicker as the boy gasped in delight. He was ready to come. What a woman! The twelve year old thought as his breath came in rasping heaves and his heart pounded without mercy in his chest.
He grabbed the back of Carol's head with both hands and pressed her down onto his loins , until her lips were kissing his sparse mound of pubic hair. She licked at his cute little balls, drawing them into her mouth as welL He was amazed at her capacity to take in so much!
"Commme!" he chanted, his voice thick with emotion.
Then a growl, beginning from the depths of his parched throat, filled Carol's ears. Then his boyish slim cock exploded, sending an enormous wad into her mouth, nearly choking her with its forcefulness.
She swallowed eagerly, trying her best not to choke on the boy's shaft which seemed to expand even more in her come-saturated orifice. She let the hot, steaming fuck liquid flow down her throat, tasting its salty boyish taste.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned as the aromatic mixture drifted into her nostrils. She felt exileratingly light-headed as she gulped down the saucy mixture.
The boy howled with passion, his body trembling from head to foot, his hips swaying rhythmically as he thrust his little member deeper inside her avidly sucking mouth.
"Shit!" he cried, biting his lower lip until it bled.
Buddy could feel her trembling as she accepted the steaming mouthfuls of his adolescent fuck juice. He had never known her to be so excited before. Feeling his own orgasm coming upon him he dove into her as far as he could possibly go.
His hairless, come-filled testicles slapped loudly against Carol's butt, slipping deliciously against her wiry pubic down which brought on added pleasure for him. He pounded the life out of her, his body swaying like a ieaf in the breeze.
Carol's tongue flashed all over Phil's spurting erection as she continued to swallow wad after hot, delicious wad of the boy's cock emission. The pressure in her ass was becoming unbelievably intense as Buddy's prick became thick and as hard as a rock. She felt the head of his cock against the innermost recesses of her shit-lined walls and knew instinctively it would only be a matter of seconds before the lad erupted also.
Eager to feel the hot rush of his come in her rectum, she fucked back at him, pressing herself down on him, forcing him to lie back on the bed. She finished sucking off Phil's delicate little dick, drawing out every precious drop of his stringy mixture.
Finally, Phil slumped forward into Carol's arms, his eyes glazed and happy, his flaccid cock falling limply from her sperm-stained lips. She caught a drop of his come as it trailed from the corner of her mouth and swallowed it greedily.
Gently, she pulled herself away from the exhausted boy and made him lie back against the headboard while she concentrated on his older friend.
Now she was haunched over the thirteen-year-old, her thighs gripping his, her ass slowly slipping down to cover his glistening dick. She sighed deliciously and set up a steady, unvaried rhythm which gave the boy the most pleasure possible.
She rose up ever so slowly, drawing deep-throated groans from the excited little boy, then, just when his cock was almost all the way out of her shit-slick passage, she would ram herself down on top of him until his breath was forced out of his body.
"Ohhh, Carol," he muttered ecstatically. "You fuck so damn good! I can feel your hot inner walls pressing against my steamingly hot prick and it is so fucking goooood!"
His eyes half closed, already falling into an exhausted sleep, Phil watched as the beloved woman sat down on Buddy. Phil watched as his friend's hot, stiff cock appeared briefly, only to disappear, back inside the tight-fisted embrace of Carol's shit tube.
He whistled softly as he saw the expression of ecstasy of Buddy's cute little face. He knew what the boy was feeling, how good Carol could make a little kid feel.
"That's it, man, fuck her ass off," he whispered to himself as Buddy let out a howl and writhed his body underneath the woman. He grabbed her around the waist and took one tit in each hand, fondling and caressing her nipples.
Then, as if she had experienced an electric shock, the thirteen-year-old jerked spasmodically and writhed uncontrollably, his eye lids fluttering crazily, his cheekbones tightening.
Then a hot boiling mixture spurted thunderously from his gaping piss slit all the way to the back of Carol's aching asshole. Then she sat down on the boy and wiggled her hips, his cock deep, deep inside her.
"Fuck! Shit, fuck!" he cried.
Wad after wad of his fuck juice coated her inner ass walls. The force of each explosion shook her to her bones. Sweat poured down their bodies, soaking the sheets.
"Ahhh," he screamed.
Carol worked like a swizzle stick on his come spewing member, drawing out every ounce of come juice like sucking it out through a straw. Her hips gyrated furiously, forcing him inside her as far as he could possibly go. Then it was over!
His flaccid member fell uselessly out of her tight sheath and slapped against his belly. He tottered weakly on his haunches for a few seconds, then fell back on the bed, a big grin plastered across his face.
"Wow!" he said, panting and sweating, his face a bright red. "That was really dynamite. I never thought butt-fucking could be so damn good!"
"Ready for a little more, dear?" Carol asked him.
He looked at her and laughed. "Are you kidding? I-"
Then Carol positioned herself in front of him, spreading her legs, so that the pink, slippery innerness of her vagina was opened for the thirteen-year-old to see.
His mouth began to water.
Carol inserted three fingers, all bunched together like a thick cock, and began to ream her inner cunt walls, drawing out more twat juice until the insides of her thighs were glistening with the gism that exuded a powerful, alluring female odor.
The exotic aroma of her aroused sex drifted to fill the air. Instantly, Phil was wide away, rubbing his eyes, a drop of come oozed from the tip of his cock and hung in a white string until it broke and fell to stick onto the sheets.
He saw what Carol was trying to do to his friend and he smiled and moved closer for a better view. Now it would be his turn to watch.
Buddy tried to protest again, but his heart wasn't in it. It was like a game between him and the beautiful woman before him, something to get both of them worked up to a feverish pitch, to prolong their orgasms as long as possible.
"Well," Carol said slowly, grinning lewdly, "if you aren't interested, perhaps we can get Phil to fuck my cunnie." She turned herself around, swiveling on her bare ass, and gave the startled little boy a good long look into the inner redolences of her pussy.
Phil began to move forward, his cock beginning to harden and expand in front of his belly. Carol leaned forward and gently stroked his tiny patch of dark pubic hair, pulling at the wiry hairs and letting them glide through her fingers.
"How's that feel, sweetheart," she asked the twelve-year-old.
He leaned over and gave her a long wet french-kiss his pointed tongue slipping in to caress her gums like a slippery serpent.
"Mmmm," Carol murmured, watching Buddy at her side.
"Yeah, wait!" he whined, afraid the game had gone too far in the wrong direction. "You asked me to fuck, not Phil!"
Carol let her lips linger with Phil's for a brief instant, her eyes half closed, her breath warm and sweet, before she looked at Buddy and laughed at the concern written all over his flushed little face.
Phil grinned from ear to ear, leaning back against the bed post to survey what was going to happen next.
"But Buddy," Carol teased, trailing her hand along Phil's smooth, hairless legs, watching his peter grow bit by bit, the shaft filling with blood. "You said you didn't want to fuck till later. After Phil."
"I did not!" he protested, putting an arm around Carol. "Please, let me fuck you, here, look!"
He took his half-erection in his hand and began pumping it alluringly before her eyes, only inches from her mouth. Carol licked her lips, retasting the delicious warm saltiness of his come when she had sucked him off in the past.
Right before her eyes his boyishly slim member grew in height and became thicker as it gorged with life sustaining blood. The veins began to pulsate and she shivered with desire as the balls contracted and turned in on themselves as they filled with come.
She watched as the sacs inside his testicles swelled up and swished inside their sea of fuck sauce. She had to control an impulse to grab his cock and put it into her mouth. The more she thought of it the more she wanted to taste his juicy dick, but she knew he would be terribly disappointed if he couldn't get his cunt fuck.
He was so patient and undemanding while she was blowing his little friend. The least she could do was give him what he wanted. She was not being all that generous, though. Her pussy was itching and throbbing almost beyond endurance. If Buddy hadn't suggested fucking her she would have!
All thoughts of Richard and her afternoon were gone forever. She couldn't even think about the future-only the present counted-the present and the demanding needs of her two boys!
