The overwhelming problems that some people face in the course of their lives can frequently lead them to commit acts they would never consider under usual circumstances.
There is the employee who, laid off from his job, stoops to theft in order to feed his family; the witness who perjures himself in order to save a friend; the football player, who, under immense pressure to perform extremely difficult plays, takes drugs to improve his performance.
Bette Gates is one of these people, for her problem-she's a widow, with no outlet for her powerful sexual drive-leads her to seek satisfaction in the arms of young men, despite her stronger inner conviction that what she is doing is wrong, despite the knowledge that her illicit behavior cannot go undetected forever.
THE WIDOW'S BOYS-a story that provides an insight into today's society. A lesson to us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Bette Gates had a red brick mansion all to herself, a swimming pool, two cars, every conceivable household luxury, and two hundred thousand dollars in the bank. None of it was doing her any good. All she really cared about these days was getting laid.
On a hot August afternoon Bette was pacing back and forth in her living room, so horny she could have died. Her husband Len had passed on just a month ago, and she wondered if she could survive without him. Len had been a masterful lover, the most exciting man she'd ever fucked. Their five years of marriage had been one long sexual feast.
And now, suddenly, she had no one. Bette hadn't realized how naturally lusty she was, how powerful her needs were, until Len was gone. She felt ready to scream with sexual frustration. The solution, of course, was to go out and find a man-but how? She was out of practice, didn't know where to begin. And she wondered if anyone would be interested in a woman her age.
She decided to take a very honest look at herself. Marching to the master bedroom, she quickly stripped naked and stood before the full-length mirror. She saw a tall blonde woman, wavy golden hair hanging to her shoulders, who didn't look her forty years. Bette liked what she saw.
Her legs were long and good, her body firm and beautifully curved. Her tits were as good as ever. The size of small watermelons, they thrust out perfectly firm, without a sag or a wrinkle. Her large conical nipples were a luscious light pink. She knew her tits were enticing, and so was her thick, lush bush of golden curls, which covered the whole lower half of her belly.
Yes, there was no question that Bette was still a very attractive woman, but that didn't solve her urgent and immediate problem-how to find a lover. She had her pride, and she didn't want to go around picking up men in bars or joining lonely hearts clubs. Still she couldn't deny her aching need for a good stiff cock.
"Damn it all," she muttered to herself. "I'm horny. I can't take much more of this."
Her thoughts were interrupted when the doorbell rang. Bette leaped for the closet and grabbed the first robe she found. Hastily tying the robe, she hurried to the front door. Opening it, she discovered a handsome teenage boy carrying a bag of newspapers and a clipboard. He flashed her a big smile.
"Mrs. Gates?" the boy inquired.
"Yes," Bette said, "I'm Mrs. Gates. I don't believe we've met before."
"No, ma'am, we haven't," he said. "I'm Ronny, your new paperboy, and I'm collecting."
"I see," Bette said. "I don't have my purse handy, Ronny. Will you come in and wait?"
"Sure," he said, "no problem. This is my last collection for today."
Bette made the boy comfortable in the living room and brought him a Coke. He was a damned attractive kid, about sixteen, slim and tan, with long brown hair. As Bette went to the bedroom to get him his money, lusty thoughts came into her mind. She tried to push them away, with no success. This Ronny, would he be as incessantly horny as most teenage boys?
Bette knew there was a very good chance that she could fuck the kid.
Objections sprang to her mind-he was so young, young enough to be her own son, and she was a decent respectable widow. But the objections were nothing compared to the raging need in her pussy. She honestly felt that if she didn't get fucked very, very soon, she'd go crazy. Her famished slit felt scorching hot and painfully swollen. This was a chance to do something about it!
Confused and achingly lusty, Bette returned to the living room and handed Ronny his money, then sat down next to him on the couch-so close that she could feel the heat of his thighs. He sneaked a quick glance at her mature, big-titted figure, and she knew he found her attractive. She was glad she'd grabbed this particular robe. It was semisheer, giving the boy a tantalizing view.
She turned her body to face him, knowing he could see the dark outline of her nipples and bush. Ronny's eyes swept up and down her body, and he flushed a little. He could barely force himself to look away. She eyed the crotch of his skin-tight jeans. There was a large soft bulge there. She found herself wondering how big his cock was.
"Are you new in town, Ronny?" she said huskily.
"Yes, ma'am," he said, "just moved here from Seattle."
"Then you haven't had a chance to, meet any girls yet?" Bette smiled.
Ronny sighed loudly. "Aw, I never meet any girls," he said. "I guess I'm too shy or something. They just don't seem interested in me."
"I'm interested in you, Ronny," Bette said, moving closer, touching her thigh to his.
He gawked at her, then blushed beet red. "You are?" he said.
"Yes," Bette said, her voice getting hoarse with a need. "You see, my husband passed away just a month ago, and I'm feeling very lonely. It's very hard for me to be without a man. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Ronny was too excited to speak. He just nodded his head and swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. Bette leaned forward till their lips were almost touching, letting him inhale the seductive perfume she was wearing, letting him look down the low-cut neck of her robe and ogle the ripe cleavage of her big tits. The boy gave a low moan, then kissed her.
She could tell he'd never kissed anybody before, and she helped him out, moving her red-glossed lips sensuously against his, wriggling her hot little tongue into his mouth. Ronny moaned again and slipped his arms around her, pulling her close so that her nipples, rigid with lust, pressed hard against his chest. He slid his tongue into her mouth, and Betty felt a dizzying rush of lust.
"Mmmmmmmm," she moaned.
Hot juice flooded from her famished cunt mouth, soaking her thighs and the back of her robe. She was committed now-she just had to have this boy. She drew back, breaking the kiss, and took Ronny's hands, setting them on her large thrusting tits. She could feel the moist heat of his palms through the thin cloth of her robe. He looked at her eagerly but didn't move.
"It's all right, Ronny," she said hoarsely, "you can play with my tits."
He squeezed and released her hotly throbbing tits, and another scalding rush of pussy cream soaked her thighs. She leaned back against the couch and let the boy fondle her huge sensitive tits. Hot waves of pleasure coursed down her body, from tits to pussy, making her shiver and sigh. Even during her most exciting moments with Len, she'd never felt this achingly horny.
"Take down my robe, Ronny," she breathed.
The boy was eager but terribly clumsy. He fumbled with the belt of her robe and finally got it untied. His hands were scorching and sweaty as he slipped the robe down off her shoulders and arms, leaving her naked to the waist. His eyes got huge when he saw her firm melon-size tits and rigid pink nipples. Moaning, he began to squeeze big fistfuls of hot silky tit flesh. Bette quivered with pleasure.
"Ohhhhhhh, that feels so nice, Ronny," she moaned.
Her cunt was gushing steadily now, the scalding syrup soaking through her robe and puddling on the couch. She began to flush pink all over as her arousal reached fever pitch. She glanced at the fly of Ronny's jeans. That bulge wasn't soft any more, and it was a lot bigger. Just looking at his ballooning hard-on almost made her come.
"You've never fucked a girl before, have you, Ronny?" she panted.
"No," he admitted, "but I'd sure like to try it."
"Then fuck me, dear," Bette said. "I need it very badly."
He drew back and stared at her open-mouthed, not believing what he'd heard. It probably sounded too good to be true. Bette saw that she was going to have to make all the moves with this inexperienced teenager. Smiling, she stood up and removed her robe completely. Ronny's lust-glazed eyes shot to her big thick patch of blonde pussy curls.
"Stand up, dear, and I'll help you undress," Bette said.
He got up shakily, dizzy with excitement. She helped him out of his sneakers and socks, then tugged off his t-shirt. His chest was tan, smooth and hairless. Her hands began to shake with lust as she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. She tugged down his jeans and helped him to step out of them. He wasn't wearing shorts. Bette's eyes locked hungrily on his cock.
The kid was gorgeously hung. His prick was about six inches long and quite thick, capped with a big knob of dark red gleaming flesh. His handsome young cock stood up rigid and engorged, hugging his flat belly. He had a small patch of dark wiry cock hairs, but his swollen nut sacs were hairless. While he stood there blushing, Bette feasted her eyes on his prick and balls.
But her lust was too urgent to allow much looking. She said hoarsely, "Let's go into the bedroom, dear. We'll be more comfortable there."
"Yes, Ma'am," Ronny said, finally recovering his voice.
Bette led the way, knowing he was ogling the small firm globes of her ass. She wondered if he could also see the thick rivers of pussy juice coursing down her inner thighs. Would he even know what the stuff was? She had to keep in mind that she was about to fuck a teenage virgin. She'd have to lead the way in everything.
She walked into the master bedroom and stretched out on the king-size bed, opening her legs wide. Ronny shyly slid onto the bed beside her, sneaking glances between her thighs. Bette didn't mind him looking, but she simply couldn't wait another second to relief the raging need in her pussy. She opened her arms to the boy and pulled him on top of her. He sank down between her legs, and she moaned as she felt his hot rigid cock nudging her swollen gash.
"Put your cock in me, Ronny," she moaned. "Fuck me."
He turned beet red and croaked, "Where? Aw, shit, I'm sorry, Mrs. Gates, but I never did this before."
"I'll help you," Bette panted.
She reached down between them and grabbed his cock. It was deliciously hot and silky, fun to touch, but she was too urgently horny to enjoy it. She w-edged his hard knobby cock head into the steaming wet hollow of her cunt mouth and groaned with lusty excitement. She hadn't been fucked in over a month, and her need was desperate. She let go of his cock and slammed her fever-hot pussy upward, forcing his thick meat about an inch into her cunt.
"Now shove your cock all the way into me, Ronny," she gasped.
He shoved hard. "Ahhhhhhh," he moaned, "it's so hot in there. Shit, it feels great."
He seemed content to just lie there, his cock sheathed to the balls in her seething juicy fuck hole, savoring the loss of his cherry. But Bette couldn't hold still. She began jerking her hips in a frantic humping motion, desperate for some red-hot friction between cock and cunt. She dug her fingers into the boy's small taut ass, urging him into movement.
"Move your cock in me, Ronny," she gasped, "move it up and down. Ahhhhhhhh, yes, that's it."
He started out clumsily, almost popping his rigid young prick out of her slick pussy hole, but soon he got the idea and was fucking her in a hard steady rhythm. Bette moaned with ecstasy and flooded his prick and balls with an enormous rush of scalding cunt juice. She gurgled and clawed his pumping ass, going out of her mind with pleasure.
"Unnnggghhh," she moaned, "uhhhhhhh!"
"Am I doing it right, Mrs. Gates?" Ronny eagerly panted. "Is this the right way to fuck?"
"You're doing fine, dear," Bette said briskly.
She didn't feel like talking. She didn't want anything to distract her from the delicious sensation of being fucked. Her pussy had never been more ready, more snug and hot and juicy, and Ronny's cock was a beauty, long and thick and stiff as steel. She jerked her hips lustily to his rhythm, groaning each time his big knobby cock head rammed her womb.
"Ohhhhhh, my God, it's so good," she whimpered. "Fuck it to me, darling, fuck my pussy good and hard."
Ronny gasped with horny excitement and fucked into her harder, faster. She'd been horny for so long that it took no effort at all to come. They'd been fucking less than a minute when the urgently needed orgasm exploded deep in her cunt. Bette shuddered with the first hot blast, and then her tall ripe body went into helpless convulsions.
"OHHHHHHHH, GOD, I'M COMING!" she screeched.
She didn't see or hear anything for long delicious seconds. She was aware only of her body spasming and bucking, the violent jolts of pleasure ripping through her pussy. She must have screamed and convulsed very violently, for Ronny stopped moving, raised himself on his elbows, and just stared at her. When her climax began to fade, she opened her eyes and found him looking at her in wonder.
"Wow," he said, "I didn't know women could come."
There was obviously a lot he didn't know, but Bette didn't have time to teach him right now. One orgasm wasn't going to be enough to relieve her stored-up lust. Once more she dug her fingers into his trim taut ass and coaxed him into movement, her pussy burning with need. She slammed her red-hot juicy cuntal tube up and down the stiff spike of his cock.
"Fuck me some more, Ronny," she panted. "I need a lot more of it. Do it fast and hard."
He finally managed a grin. "Okay, Mrs. Gates," he said eagerly.
He fucked into her lustily, moaning each time he sheathed his rigid swollen cock in the scorching pulp of her cunt. His bloated balls spanked her cream-soaked slit. Bette wailed with pleasure and clung to him, kneading his jerking ass. It was pure bliss to be feeling a big rock-hard cock hammering in her cunt again. She wondered how she'd managed to survive a whole month without it.
Len would have understood, too. He knew how lusty she was, how she loved to fuck, and he loved her for it. He'd understand why she was driven to seduce this young boy. She felt not a twinge of guilt as she gurgled and whined and rammed her slick thirsty cunt up and down the steely column of Ronny's plowing cock. She creamed steadily, helplessly, as the boy pistoned his big boner into her twat.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee," she babbled, out of her mind with lust.
"Oh, shit, it feels great," Ronny moaned.
He was losing his shyness now, making some moves of his own. He shoved his hot sweaty hands under her churning ass and gripped the smooth globes, pulling her tighter against him. That made his fucking even better for her. His rigid boner sawed back and forth over her swollen clit, doubling her excitement. She felt herself rising swiftly toward a second climax.
"I'm going to come again, darling," she panted. "I want you to fuck me really hard, as hard as you can."
"Right," Ronny gasped.
Clutching her writhing ass, the boy began fucking her like a stallion, their bodies smacking loudly together, his balls spanking hard against her slit. Sweating and gasping, he plowed his granite cock savagely into her gushing, gripping cunt, battering her womb. It was just the kind of ruthless swift fucking she needed, and in seconds she felt the delicious blast of relief deep in her cunt. is
"You're doing it to me, Ronny," she gasped. "I'M COMING. AAAAWWWWWW, GOD, AM I COMING!"
This time Ronny kept fucking her as she came, hotly aroused by her violent convulsive release. His cock crammed hard into her squeezing little fuck hole. Her powerful cuntal muscles gripped and kneaded his swollen prick, and the boy howled with pleasure. They fucked together like rutting animals, growling and moaning. Then Ronny stiffened, gasped, and shuddered.
"I'm coming," he gasped. "Aaaawwww, shit, aaaggghhh!"
Bette felt the sizzling blast of his jizz against her womb. It triggered her right into anothr howling, body-wracking orgasm. Ronny clawed her jerking ass as he helplessly jetted load after load of scorching come-juice into her tugging fuck hole. At last they rolled apart, flushed and gasping for breath. Ronny rolled onto his side and stared at her wonderingly.
"Wow," he panted, "I heard fucking was fun, but I didn't think it'd be that great."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Ronny," Bette smiled.
"I hope it was okay for you, Mrs. Gates," he said.
"It was fine, dear, just fine," she said.
But it hadn't been enough. She'd adored his granite cock, his powerful fucking, but she still needed more. This month without sex had been hell for her, and it was going to take an awful lot of fucking to relieve the raging lust she'd built up. Already her come-filled cunt was swelling and heating, eager for more of the boy's magnificent young cock.
Bette reached out and fisted his wet hot prick, pumping it roughly in her hot fist. Ronny sighed with pleasure. "I'm going to get you hard again, dear," she said huskily. "I need more fucking."
"Sure, Mrs. Gates," he said adoringly, "whatever you want."
She was glad now that she'd chosen such a young lover. It was no trouble at all to get him up again. As she jacked his prick, it began to throb heavily in her fist, and soon it was mushrooming into hardness, forcing her fingers apart. The dark red head of his cock overflowed her fist, and blue veins bulged on his shaft. She watched his balls inflate with a huge load of jism.
"I'm ready now, Mrs. Gates," Ronny said eagerly.
She didn't have to show him anything this time. He pushed her onto her back and moved her legs apart high and wide. He scrambled between her thighs, his slitted cock mouth leaking big bubbles of hot cream. Kneeling, he took aim at her juicing cunt mouth and plowed into her hard, sinking his granite shaft clear to the balls in her scorching cunt.
"Aaahhhhhh," Betty wailed. "That's it, darling get that nice big cock into me. Fuck me!"
He fucked her hard, fast and deep, just the way she craved it. She gurgled with pleasure and clawed the bedspread, her cunt gushing a molten flood of cream around his plowing cock. The thick musky juice overflowed her crammed twat and splattered on his belly and balls. He was fucking her like a pile driver, and she adored it.
"Unnnggghhh, yes," Bette groaned, "you're fucking me good, baby, don't stop. Unnnggghhh, I love it!"
Ronny stayed on his knees this time, already discovering the kinky thrill of watching his own thick boner plowing into a woman's cunt. He watched the blue-veined shaft pistoning in and out of her hugely stuffed cunt, dripping with her cream. His big young cock stretched her swollen red cunt lips widely. He could even see the little mouth of her asshole opening and closing with the force of his fucking. It was a mind-blowing sight for the innocent teenager.
"Fuck it to me, fuck!" Betty howled. "Ohhhhhh, shit, it's so fucking good!"
Ronny glanced upward and saw her huge ripe tits wobbling like jello. He saw her pretty face twisting into a huge pleasure grin, her eyes rolling crazily. The gorgeous older woman was going out of her mind with excitement-and from his cock. Wildly aroused by her response, he slammed his rigid prick into her even harder and faster.
"Whhhaaahhh!" Bette bawled. "Fuck it to me!"
Before Ronny's hotly gazing eyes, she screamed and came. He watched her lush mature body convulsing, her big tits slamming from side to side. Her tongue lolled out, and her eyes rolled back in her head. He felt her cunt going tight as a vise around his cock, and he felt her scorching comejuice drenching his prick and balls.
"Ooooooo, I'm coming so good!" Bette whined.
Her spasms fading, she was delighted to feel his cock still stiff as steel inside her, still hammering away in her violently horny cunt. Gurgling with pleasure, she threw her legs around his knotting, jerking ass and locked them there, forcing his plowing cock even deeper and harder into her hungry wet fuck hole. She felt like she could never get anough of his lusty teenage fucking.
"Ummmmmm, keep doing it to me, Ronny," she moaned. "I love your nice big cock."
Another violent orgasm exploded in her seething pussy, and she was oblivious to everything but the searing pleasure that rocked her body. But she wasn't surprised to find herself still hotly horny when her climax ended. It seemed the more she fucked this handsome youngster, the more she wanted him. And to her delight, his thick throbbing boner was still pounding away in her eagerly gripping cunt.
"Ahhhhhh, that's so good, Ronny," she sighed. "How long can you stay with me, darling?"
"I got a couple hours before dinner," he panted.
"That will be fine, darling," Bette smiled, "just fine."
CHAPTER TWO
It was an American woman writer, Bette recalled, who said, "The only aphrodisiac is sexual intercourse." Betty could definitely testify to that. She and Ronny had fucked for hours, yet by evening she was horny again. And by the next morning she knew she had to do something about it.
She couldn't sit around waiting on the chance that Ronny might stop by and relieve her constant, nagging lust. She needed somebody around more often than that-and preferably somebody very young. Her encounter with Ronny had showed her how powerfully aroused she was by teenage boys. The solution came to her when she thought of a neighbor boy named Steve.
She'd known him since he was a little kid. Steve was seventeen now, and in the summers he did odd jobs to save money for college. Why not hire him on a permanent basis? Bette leaped for the phone, talked to Steve's mother, and arranged for the boy to come over right away for an interview. Bette quickly dressed in skimpy shorts and halter.
When she answered the doorbell, Steve was just as she remembered him-tall, lanky, blond, and terrifically sexy-looking. There was just a slight difference in his manner, though. Before he'd been meek and respectful, like a little boy. Now his eyes drifted appreciatively over her ripe curvy body before he spoke. Bette felt a tingle of lust.
"Good morning, Steve," she smiled.
"Hi, Mrs. Gates," he grinned. "What can I do for you?"
"Follow me, and we'll talk about it," Bette said. "I've got a lot of work to be done in the back yard. I don't know if you'll be interested or not."
She led the boy through the house and out the back door. Here was the perfect set-up for her scheme. Len had made sure they had complete privacy in the back yard in case they wanted to skinny-dip in the pool or even fuck on the grass, so he'd put up eight foot brick walls. Nobody could possibly see into the back yard.
Bette indicated the grass and the shrubs. "I'm afraid I've let this pile up," she said. "I didn't feel much like doing it since Len passed away. I know it's an awful lot of work."
"Hey, no problem, Mrs. Gates," Steve said. "I can do all of it, and I can use the money. Just tell me where to start."
So far, so good. She'd gotten him to agree to a long-term job, so he'd have to show up every day. But could she seduce him? Bette noticed the way he kept sneaking glances at her tits and ass. That looked very encouraging. If he was a normal teenager, she shouldn't have any problems at all about getting him into the sack.
Now for the second phase of her plan. "I suppose the pruning should come first," she said. "Let me show you." She led the way to a big plum tree.
"Some of these broken branches will have to come off," she said, "like these up here."
Just as she'd planned, she started to climb into the tree, grabbed for one of the damaged little branches, and of course it broke. She fell out of the tree, landing hard against Steve. Instinctively he grabbed her, pulling her tight against him. Her rigid throbbing nipples nudged his chest. She knew he could feel them through her halter and his t-shirt. Very briefly, as if by accident, she rubbed her pouting mound against his fly.
His face went flushed and excited. "Are you okay, Mrs. Gates?" he said.
"Yes, Steve," she said huskily. "Thank you for breaking my fall." Their faces were so close, they could have kissed. She smiled seductively at him, then wriggled out of his arms.
That was enough for right now. She'd put the idea in his head, and in just a few minutes he wouldn't be able to think of anything else but fucking her. Leaving Steve to start on the pruning, she went indoors and changed into a scandalously tiny red bikini. When she came out again and stretched out by the pool, Steve almost fell out of the tree.
"I thought I'd get some sun," Bette smiled.
"Oh, yeah, sure," Steve said, his voice breaking in a horny croak. "That'd be good for you, Mrs. Gates."
But not as good as a nice long fuck, Bette reflected. She stretched out on her beach towel, on her belly, and untied the strings of her bikini bra. The strings dropped, and Steve could see all of her huge ripe tits except for the nipples. She was sure he was looking. No horny teenage boy would pass up a chance like that.
Bette pretended to ignore him. She untied the strings of her bikini panties and pushed down the seat, exposing the delicious little rounds of her ass. Then she folded her arms and rested her cheek on them, pretending to drowse in the hot sun. She waited, and it wasn't long before she heard what she'd been expecting-Steve's sneakers moving softly over the grass, and then Steve right beside her, breathing heavily.
"Uh, Mrs. Gates," he said hoarsely, "would you like me to put some suntan lotion on you? You could get burned."
"Oh, that's sweet of you, Steve," she purred, keeping her eyes closed. "Yes, go ahead."
She had a tube of lotion right beside her, and he snatched it up and smeared his hands with the cool thick stuff. He began by rubbing it on her arms and shoulders, but he didn't linger there long. Breathing louder all the time, he worked his way to her back and down around the edges, so that he was touching the pouting outer part of her tits. Good boy! He was moving even faster than she'd hoped.
"Mmmmmm, that feels nice," she cooed encouragingly.
Despite the cool lotion, Steve's hands were getting sweaty and scalding hot. She felt them moving ever so slowly down her sides, touching more and more of her creamy-pale melon-size tits. She was almost shivering with lust, getting more hotly turned on by the second. Steve's stroking fingers were almost to her nipples. She could imagine his mind racing-did he dare to go any further? He hesitated and then his lotion-slick fingers slid under her nipples and cupped her naked tits.
"Mmmmmmmm," Bette sighed.
He began squeezing and molding her heavy ripe tits. She just lay there and let him do it, sighing now and then, letting him know she enjoyed it and wasn't going to protest. His hands began to work more excitedly, fondling big fistfuls of silky hot tit. He tugged and released her big erect nipples, and hot stabs of pleasure raced right down her body to her creaming pussy.
Her tits were so sensitive, especially when they were swollen and aroused, that she thought she could almost come just from having them squeezed. As Steve molded her tits with feverish excitement, she felt her pussy swelling up and growing hot as a furnace. Her hungry cunt started to leak a steady thick stream of molten juice.
Finally thinking he must be wearing out his welcome, Steve reluctantly slid his slick hands off her tits and worked on more "decent" parts like her back and legs. But he didn't stay there long. She knew he was aiming for her ass, the little devil! Sure enough. He paused to squeeze more lotion from the tube and then he was cupping her bare ass, kneading and molding the firm little globes.
Bette gave a contented sigh, letting him know she wasn't going to protest. Soon she felt one stiff finger smearing the cool lotion into the tight crease of her ass. Steve was breathing hard again. He worked slowly but steadily down her ass crack till he was touching the small puckered mouth of her shitter. Bette responded with a louder sigh and a lusty wriggle of her ass. Steve began to rim her asshole with his slick fingertip.
It felt delicious. Her lust boiled over, and she wantonly opened her thighs a few inches, just enough to give the excited boy a good glimpse of her pussy. She heard him moan softly. Then he slid his lotion-slick palm onto her naked gash. He rubbed the swollen burning flesh, and Bette creamed helplessly into his hand. They both knew damned well she wasn't going to get a suntan down there. It was time to stop playing innocent.
As Steve eagerly massaged her pussy, Bette said huskily, "Steve, you devil, you're getting me so excited I can hardly stand it."
"Anything wrong with that?" he said hoarsely.
"Why, no, I suppose not," she sighed. "Go ahead, dear, it feels marvelous."
Emboldened by her permission, Steve really got to work. Bette was pretty sure he wasn't a virgin, or at least he'd had a lot of experience trying to turn girls on, because he knew just where she was most receptive. He began by seeking out the erect throbbing lump of her clit and seizing it between his thumb and forefinger. He began to roughly knead her horny little joy button, and searing pleasure ripped through her pussy.
Steve frigged her clit faster and with more pleasure, rolling the slick little shaft between his finger pads. Bette gurgled with pleasure and drenched his hand with scalding cunt juice. She'd been ragingly horny for almost twenty-four hours now, and she felt herself spinning dizzily toward an urgently needed climax.
"Oooooooo, God, yes," she squealed, "frig me, Steve, make me come."
The excited kid was more than happy to cooperate. He kneaded her supersensitive clit hard and fast between his fingers, till Bette was creaming enormous floods of thick pussy syrup and whining with lusty excitement. She gurgled and clawed the towel as pleasure built in her pussy to the brink of explosion. Then suddenly she stiffened, shuddered, and began to come.
"Aaaahhhh, that's it, you're making me come," she gasped.
Her ripe mature body went into helpless convul sions. She knew what Steve must be seeing-her small jerking ass, the heavy rush of her come-juice soaking his hand, her big tits wobbling like crazy. Even over her own hoarse cries of release she could hear him panting lustily as he frigged her. When she finally collapsed on the towel, flushed and gasping, he let go of her clit and began to rim her cunt mouth with his stiff middle finger.
"Oooooooo," Bette squealed. "Are you going to play with my pussy some more, darling? I'd love that."
Steve knew now that he could do anything he wanted with her naked steaming gash. Boldly he shoved his thick rigid middle finger up her cunt, pushing in as far as he could in one rough thrust. Bette gasped and creamed. That helpless blast of juice must have drenched his finger. She felt him probing around, exploring her fiery-hot cuntal tube.
She knew he was imagining how it would feel to stick his cock in there. He'd be feeling velvety wet walls that squeezed and released his finger, a juicy hot hole that blazed and steamed. To entice him even more, she deliberately worked her powerful cunt muscles, gripping and tugging at his exploring finger. She jerked her hips, working her twat up and down the stiff meat.
"Frig my cunt, Steve," she panted, "get me off again. I'm so horny today, I just have to have it."
"Sure, Mrs. Gates," Steve said.
She detected glee in his voice. He started jerking his thick rigid finger roughly up and down in her tight clinging cunt. It felt like a miniature cock, and Bette responded to it greedily, creaming like crazy, pumping her sizzling fuck hole up and down his finger. She gurgled, moaned, and clawed the towel. Her pussy seemed ready to burst with stored-up lust.
"That's it," she panted, "frig me good, honey, really give it to me."
Steve finger-fucked her faster, harder. His finger began to make an obscene sucking noise as it reamed and stuffed her juicy cunt. The noise only added to her ravenous arousal. She jerked her pussy faster, keeping up with his pace, and she felt her molten pussy juice overflowing her cunt and drenching her thighs.
"Ohhhhhhh, my God!" she screeched. "You're doing it to me good, baby, you're gonna make me come!"
She rose to her knees for this one, deliberately giving him an expansive view of her swollen red slit and its thick fringe of blonde curls. He could see his finger pumping in and out of her splayed cunt lips, while the mouth of her pussy hole gripped and released his finger in helpless spasms. He fingerfucked her furiously as she climaxed.
Her lush body jerked and writhed as the delicious convulsions shook her. She stayed on her knees, letting the boy see everything that happened to her pussy during orgasm. She figured it would make him unbearably excited-and she was right. As her climax faded, Steve was speaking to her in an urgent hoarse voice.
"Mrs. Gates," he panted, "I'm getting so hot, I just gotta get off. Would you jack me off, please?"
That surprised Bette. The kid showed a lot of restraint, not just jumping on her and trying to forcibly fuck her. He still hadn't realized how lusty she was, how easily she'd give in. Well, he'd get his reward very soon. Meanwhile it might be fun to play along with his expectations.
"Of course, Steve," she said. "Why don't you take off your clothes and get comfortable on the towel?"
Bette rolled over to make room for him, gathering up her rumpled bikini and tossing it out of the way. Steve was just pulling off his t-shirt when she rolled face-up, and he looked paralyzed with lust, gawking at her huge big-nippled tits and her thick curly blonde bush. She grinned lustily at him and broke the trance. Eagerly he finished stripping.
Bette quivered with lusty excitement as the boy tugged off his jeans. As she'd suspected, his prick was stiff as a board, tautly nuzzling his belly. The thick bloated shaft was about seven inches long, springing from a patch of wiry blond cock hairs. His big balls were lightly thatched with golden hairs. She saw big blobs of thick cream oozing from his piss hole.
"Just lie back and relax, dear," she cooed, "and I'll jack you off."
"Terrific," Steve said with a happy sigh.
He stretched out and folded his arms behind his head, apparently content just to get a hand job. In spite of all their lusty foreplay, he'd never dreamed that this beautiful older woman would let him fuck her. Bette let him go on believing that for the time being. She knelt beside him, pointing her upturned ass toward his face so he could ogle her naked pussy. She fisted his rigid handsome prick and began to pump.
"Ahhhhhh, yeah," Steve sighed.
Bette ran her hot little fist roughly up and down his sleek throbbing boner, enjoying the contrast between the silky outer skin and the hard red-hot core beneath. His sizzling prick juice began to run down his granite shaft, wetting her fingers and making her pumping more slick and fast. The boy was flushed with pleasure, his teeth flashing as he moaned and panted.
"Shit, that's good," Steve sighed.
Bette was about to give him something a lot better but she enjoyed teasing and tantalizing him, too. She pumped his handsome young cock a little faster and with a little more pressure, and he whined with bliss. More thick steaming cock cream gushed from his piss hole and dribbled down onto her fingers. He was starting to move his hips, fucking her fist.
"Have you ever gone all the way with a girl, Steve?" Bette asked.
"Just once," he sighed, "and she made me pull out before I came. That's my steady girl, Cindy. We do a lot of fooling around, but she doesn't wanta fuck."
"You'd really like to do it, though, wouldn't you?" Bette said.
"Shit, yes," Steve moaned.
"Then why don't you do it to me, dear?" Bette said.
"What?" he gasped.
"Just get behind me and stick it in," Betty said, turning her head and giving him a wicked grin. "You've got a gorgeous cock, Steve. I'd love to fuck you."
She couldn't have been much more explicit. Steve finally got it through his head that she wanted to fuck. She let go of his cock, and he leaped into action, kneeling behind her as she crouched and thrust her luscious little ass high in the air. His scalding sweaty hands gripped her lustily writhing hips, and then she felt the big hard knob of his cock head wedging into the slick steamy pit of her cunt mouth.
"Yes," she panted, "Shove it in me!"
Steve gave a lusty snort and shoved. He shoved harder than she'd expected, cramming his thick seven-inch cannon all the way to her womb. His taut belly slammed her upturned ass, and she almost fell forward. Gripping the towel, she recovered her balance just in time to feel the powerful steady plowing of his cock as he began fucking her. She shuddered with pleasure.
"Uhhhhhhh," Bette moaned, "Unnnggghhh."
"Am I fucking you good, Mrs. Gates?" Steve panted, all his shyness gone. "You dig it?"
"I love it, Steve," Bette cried hoarsely. "Shit, yes, fuck that big cock into me, fuck my pussy good and hard."
The boy hardly needed urging. He was fucking her like a pile driver, cramming his steely rod deep and hard and fast in her snug juicy fuck hole, giving it to her just the way she craved it. His belly smacked loudly against her ass, and his hairy nut sacs spanked her upper thighs. With each violent shove of his cock, she felt searing pleasure.
It was a pretty tall order for the frantically horny teenager. He'd been worked up to fever pitch for the past half hour from rubbing lotion onto her nearly naked body and then frigging her pussy. Now her cunt was tugging, juice-slick, and scorching hot around his painfully engorged cock. He gritted his teeth and struggled not to come.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee," Bette wailed. "Ohhhhhhh, Steve, you're fucking me so damned good!"
He growled and fucked into her even harder, making her body shake and her big tits sway violently back and forth. His savage fucking propelled her into a howling orgasm. She stiffened, shuddered, and screamed. Her convulsing cunt gripped his cock and squeezed it hard. Against her ass she could feel his balls tense and spasm.
"You're making me come," she whined. "Ohhhhhhh, shit, whaaaahhhh!"
"I'm shooting," Steve groaned, "can't stop, awwwwwww!"
The fiery liquid splattered her womb, overflowed her crammed cunt, and gushed down her legs. Digging his fingers hard into her hips, the boy spasmed helplessly, his ass jerking and knotting as he pumped steady loads of hot jizz into her grip ping fuck hole. He shot so much and so long that Bette expected it to come out her ears.
"Jesus!" Steve yelped. "Unnnhhhh!"
They collapsed on the towel, Steve's body still jerking against her as he jetted out the last of his load. He made no move to roll off her, and as they caught their breath and rested Bette felt his cock twitching deep in her cunt and starting to stiffen again. Once more she congratulated herself on picking a very young lover.
"Why, you naughty thing," she chuckled, "you're getting hard again."
"Gotta fuck you some more," he panted. "It's too damn much fun to quit."
"I agree, dear," Bette sighed, "I agree perfectly."
He slipped his hands underneath her and played with her tits and pussy as his eager young cock swelled to stiffness in her cunt. It was a delicious sensation for Bette to feel the hot throbbing meat ballooning inside her and stuffing every inch of her thirsty pussy hole. Her hot cunt syrup oozed around his mushrooming cock.
"Let's do it the other way this time," Steve said boldly.
"Of course, dear," Bette purred.
He rose to his knees, his rigid prick popping from her juice-soaked cunt and splatting against his flat belly. As fast as she could, already missing his cock inside her, Bette rolled onto her back, bent her knees, and opened her legs wantonly wide. Steve feasted his eyes on her wet red gash, then shoved his big bloated dick into her scorching fuck hole.
"Uhhhhhh," Bette screeched, "shit, yes, give it to me!"
Steve crammed his throbbing boner to her womb in one powerful greedy thrust. "Awwwwww, Christ, your pussy's hot," he moaned. "I sure love fucking you, Mrs. Gates."
"I love you to fuck me, Steve," Bette panted. "I want you to really cram it to me this time, fuck the living shit out of me."
"You got it," Steve leered.
He began slamming his cock into her ruthlessly, with all the force he could gather. Bette didn't mind at all. She lay back, legs hugely splayed, and gurgled with pleasure as his thick throbbing boner reamed her cunt. Her eyes rolled crazily, and her tongue lolled out as her pleasure mounted. Steve stayed on his knees so he could watch everything.
It excited hell out of him to watch his creamdrenched dick slamming in and out between her widely stretched cunt lips. It excited him even more to watch the gorgeous older woman responding to his fucking. Bette was going out of her mind with pleasure, creaming helplessly, her face twisted in a horny grin. As he watched, she groaned and started coming.
"You're doing it to me, Steve," she gasped. "I'm coming, whaaahhhhh, yes!"
Steve's slamming cock stayed stiff as steel as she climaxed. He intended to bring her off plenty of times, to give her a fucking she'd never forget. As her spasms ended, Bette looked up at him with hot grateful eyes, her pussy deliciously satisfied by his tireless youthful fucking.
"Steve," she panted, "I think it would be wonderful if you could come over here every day-and I don't mean for yard work...."
CHAPTER THREE
Steve was back early the next morning to work on his new job-so early, in fact, that Bette wasn't out of bed yet. But she smiled to herself when she heard the power mower start up. She wouldn't have to worry about being horny today.
Their agreement was that Steve would do half an hour of noisy yard work so that any neighbors listening over the fence wouldn't be suspicious. It might have looked rather odd if he just went into Bette's house every day and stayed there for hours.
So while he mowed the lawn, Bette showered, dressed, and had breakfast-all the while thinking about Steve and his gorgeous young cock.
Finally the half hour was up, and the mower shut off abruptly. Steve must have timed himself right down to the last second. Bette opened the patio doors, and the eager boy rushed in, grabbed her, and kissed her hungrily. She returned the kiss with equal lust, wriggling her hot little tongue into his mouth. They shivered with horniness.
"Let's go in the bedroom, dear," Bette grinned.
"Great," Steve leered.
She knew he was all primed for a quick fuck, but he wasn't going to get one. Bette had done some thinking since her first encounter with Steve. If he was going to be with her every week day, they wouldn't want to be doing the same old thing every time. There would have to be some variety in their fucking, and that meant Bette would have to teach the inexperienced teenager some tricks. She looked forward to it.
"Let me undress you, darling," she purred as they entered the bedroom.
"Aw, I can do that myself, Mrs. Gates," Steve said.
"I know, dear, but it's more fun if I do it for you," Bette explained. "I thought since you got here so early this morning, and we've got so much time, I'd teach you some new ways to turn women on. Would you like that?"
"I sure would," Steve grinned. "I wanta learn everything there is to know."
"Fine, then we'll start by undressing each other," Bette said.
She knelt and helped him off with his sneakers and socks. She took the opportunity to kiss his toes, which only seemed to embarrass him. Well, he'd learn. She stood and drew off his t-shirt, admiring his lean tan chest with its small patch of blond hairs. She stuck out her tongue and tickled his nipples, darting from one to the other, and this time he didn't seem so embarrassed.
Then she unzipped his jeans and helped him out of them. His handsome young cock was semi-rigid, dangling from its shiny nest of blond cock hairs. Bette sank to her knees before him and fisted his cock, giving it a swift pumping in her hot hand. Steve gave a snort of lust, and his prick lurched lustily in her fist.
But Bette had an even more delicious way of urging his cock into full hardness. Fisting the throbbing base of his shaft, she popped the rest of his prick into her mouth and began to suck greedily on it. Steve gasped as he felt his cock drawn into the boiling heat and juicy wetness of her mouth. She sucked powerfully on his dick, drawing her cheeks in tight.
"Ahhhhh, Jesus!" Steve yelped.
Bette was sure he'd never had his cock sucked before. He went wild when she plunged his prick right back to her throat and applied strong vacuum pressure. She bathed his throbbing meat with her scalding spit and lashed it with her tongue. Steve swayed, dizzy with lust, and had to rest his hands on her shoulders to steady himself. As she noisily sucked his prick, he whined with pleasure.
"Holy shit, Mrs. Gates," he panted, "that feels terrific. Ahhhhhh, yeah, suck my cock."
To add to his excitement Bette cupped his hot swollen nut sacs and massaged the furry bags, all the time sucking fast and hard on his prick. She felt his fingers digging into her shoulders as his excitement mounted. She knew she was an expert cocksucker-her husband had always told her so. It excited her wildly to make this young boy go wild with her sucking.
But she didn't intend to spend much time at it, not today. She wanted to save his hard-on for her feverishly horny pussy. She sucked him and massaged his balls until his prick mushroomed to fullness in her mouth, stretching her lips hugely and butting into her throat. As the hot droplets of prick cream began to splatter onto her tongue, she knew he was dangerously close to coming, and she pulled back, letting his rigid spit-drenched dick snap from her lips.
"There," she purred, "wasn't that better than undressing yourself?"
"It sure was," Steve sighed. "Wow, I never had my cock sucked before. That was fantastic."
"We'll do some more of it later," Bette said, "but now I want you to undress me. I think you've got the idea."
"Yeah," Steve grinned, reaching for her blouse.
He wasn't so shy today, and he deftly unbuttoned her blouse in seconds. He drew it off and reached around her to unhook her bra, all the while ogling her enormous creamy-pale tits which bulged over the top of the bra cups. He unfastened her bra and drew it off. His hot eager hands cupped her big naked tits, hoisting them, testing their heavy weight. He started molding and squeezing big fistfuls of tit, and Bette shivered with excitement.
"Mmmmmmm, yes, dear," she sighed, "play with my tits. I just love that."
The boy was in seventh heaven, having all the time in the world to play with the biggest most beautiful tits he'd ever seen. While he squeezed the hot satiny flesh, he ran his thumbs over her large cone-shaped pink nipples and stimulated them into stiffness. So far, so good-but would he really be inventive? Bette knew it was unfair to compare this teenager with her experienced husband, but still she missed Len's expertise in sex.
Then Steve surprised her. He dipped his face down, snaked out his wet red tongue, and began licking her rigid throbbing nipples. She gasped and shivered with pleasure. The delicious sensations from his juicy hot tongue streaked right down to her swollen creaming pussy.
"Why, you clever boy," she purred, "that's the next thing I was going to teach you. Mmmmmmm, feels marvelous."
"Oh?" Steve chuckled. "Let's see how you like this!"
He opened his mouth and sucked in one big erect nipple. His mouth was scorching hot and juicy-wet around the sensitive bud, and as he began to suck noisily on her tit, Bette moaned with lusty excitement and grabbed his shoulders to steady herself. She felt her aroused pussy gushing thick hot juice that soaked the crotch of her panties.
"Ahhhhhhhh, yessss," she moaned. "Yes, darling, suck my tits, I love it!"
So far she hadn't had to teach him a damned thing. Maybe he was more experienced than she thought, or maybe his lusty instincts just led him to do whatever pleased a woman. Whatever the reason, he was gobbling her tit like a pro, making a loud lewd slurping noise that increased her wicked arousal. He sucked one nipple, then the other, till her tits were tautly swollen and her rigid nipples visibly throbbing.
Len himself couldn't have done a better job of tit-sucking, she had to admit. She was absolutely shuddering with need by the time he left her tits and dropped to his knees in front of her. He unzipped her jeans and helped her out of them. Then she was wearing only the tiny black lace bikini panties she'd chosen especially for him.
"Nice," Steve breathed.
He seized the waistband of her panties and slowly drew them down, watching her golden muff curls pop into view. Again Bette had to clutch his shoulders to keep from falling over in dizzy excitement. This kid had all the right instincts when it came to sex. He wasn't rough, he didn't rush. He knew how delicious it was to toy with each other, to work each other up to a state of unbearable lust.
At last he popped the panties down over the rounds of her ass, and the silky garment slithered down her legs. She stepped out of it and waited, her legs parted just enough to give him a tantalizing glimpse of her wet red slit. Steve parted the furry lips of her bush and exposed the pea-size lump of her clit. He pressed a fingertip to the little button and began to rub it.
That was nice, but it wasn't what Bette wanted. "Steve," she panted, "have you ever gone down, on a girl? Eaten pussy?"
"Naw, my girl won't let me," Steve said. "She thinks it's dirty. But," he added with a big grin, "I'd sure like to learn how."
"God," Bette purred, "because I'd love to teach you. Let's lie on the bed. It'll be easier that way."
"Sure, Mrs. Gates," he said eagerly.
Bette stretched out on the bed, bent her knees, and spread her legs lewdly wide, giving the boy a good view of her wet red gash and its thick fringe of blonde curls. Steve knelt between her legs for a good close look, his hot eyes darting from her erect red clit, over the shadowed mouth of her cunt, and down to her little puckered shitter. Bette quivered with lusty anticipation as she began giving him his lesson.
"Pussy eating is the best way in the world to turn a woman on," she said, "and my husband Len was an expert at it. I want to teach you everything he did, Steve. It'll get you a lot farther with girls."
"Great," he said, "go ahead."
"You start with the clit," Bette instructed. "That's the most sensitive and sexy part of a woman's body. You said your girlfriend Cindy won't let you go down on her?"
"Right," Steve sighed, "she just lets me use my fingers."
"All right, that would be a good way to start. Just pretend I'm Cindy, and frig my clit till I'm really going out of my mind," Bette said.
Steve snatched up her juicy little joy buton between thumb and forefinger and kneaded it roughly. Hot jolts of pleasure ripped through her pussy, and she was soon creaming her thick pussy syrup all over his frigging fingers. She gurgled and whimpered as his fingers kneaded faster and faster on her juicy throbbing clit.
"If you were Cindy, you'd be really hot by now," Steve said. "It doesn't take long to have her going out of her skull, not when I do this."
"Then that's the time to go down on her," Bette panted. "While she's hot, before she can think, just start licking her clit fast and hard."
He reacted almost before she'd finished speaking. Suddenly his blond head was between her thighs, bobbing up and down, and she felt the delicious sensation of his stiff juicy tongue tip flicking back and forth over her supersensitive joy button. She howled with pleasure and creamed all over his face.
"Good, Steve," she moaned, "you're a fast learner. Now just keep doing that till I come."
His hot wet tongue whipped roughly back and forth over her erect throbbing clit, giving her fantastic sensations of pleasure. Bette lay back gurgling with delight, clawing the bedspread, and creaming helplessly. Her musky juice soaked his face and dribbled down her ass crack in a molten flood. She hadn't had her pussy eaten in a long time, and she knew she'd have no trouble at all in coming.
"Yessssss," she hissed, "lick meeeee.
There couldn't be many things in the world, Bette thought, that felt better than this. A man's wet hot tongue slamming and lashing her most sensitive orgam-it was too wonderful to be described. As her excitement mounted, her clit swelled to its fullest, standing up like a tiny erect cock. Its sensitivity increased till the pleasure was almost unbearable.
"You're eating me good, Steve," she groaned. "I'm going to come very soon."
It was even sooner than she'd thought. A few more rough flicks of his tongue on her frantically aroused clit, and she felt a bomb blast of pleasure in her belly. She stiffened, gasped, and then began to convulse helplessly, her scalding come-juice splattering all over the boy's face.
"Unnnhhh!" she wailed. "That's it, I'm coming!"
Steve kept tongue-lashing her clit all the time she was coming, sensing that it would vastly increase her pleasure. Bette wallowed in it, creaming, howling, kicking as the powerful spasms rocked her body. When she finally went limp and panting for breath, Steve came up for air, wiping his cream-soaked face and grinning smugly.
"I guess I got you off, huh?" he said.
"Yes, darling, that was marvelous," Bette sighed. "You're a natural at pussy-eating. Want to learn some more?"
"Definitely," Steve said. "I can really use this stuff on Cindy. What's next?"
"Well," Bette said, "suppose I'm Cindy and you just got me off by licking my clit. You should go on to something else right away, before she comes to her senses. The best-thing would be to suck her clit."
"Got it," Steve said eagerly.
Then his head was dipping between her thighs again, and she felt him parting the thickly-furred lips of her bush and isolating the hot red bud of her clit. He jammed his mouth onto the cream-slick button and began to suck. Again his instincts were right on. He sucked hard and fast, and Bette felt her whole pussy melting with pleasure.
"Eeeeeeee!" she wailed. "Yes, great!"
He was gobbling her clit lustily, noisily. The obsecne slurping and sucking sounds filled the room, increasing her wild excitement. Violent jolts of pleasure ripped through her belly as the boy sucked her joy button, drawing the little bud out like elastic, kneading it with his lips. Her famished cunt mouth gushed spurt after spurt of steaming juice onto his face.
"Ohhhhh, good boy, you're eating me just right," Bette whined. "Keep sucking me, darling, suck."
The pleasure was almost devastating. She threw back her head, and her eyes rolled crazily. Her small pink tongue lolled out, and she clawed the bedspread. She moaned steadily, hoarsely, as Steve sucked her with a frenzy of pleasure. She felt her scorching pussy cream flooding down the crack of her ass. Then came the delicious explosion she'd been craving.
"YOU'RE MAKING ME COME!" she howled. "WHAAAHHHHHH!"
She hadn't thought any man could equal her husband's performance in bed, but this inexperienced kid was coming awfully damned close-and in just his first lesson, too! As her body helplessly convulsed in orgasm, Steve went on sucking her squirting joy button fast and hard, greatly intensifying her pleasure. She had her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy. When she opened them again, she saw Steve coming up for air.
"Well, how'd I do?" he grinned.
"Perfect," Bette sighed. "Cindy won't stand a chance."
He frowned.
"Maybe," he said, "but you don't know Cindy. She's a real cock-teaser. I think I oughta learn a few more tricks just in case."
"Fine by me," Bette grinned. "If I were Cindy, you wouldn't stop now, either. Don't let her rest or think. Now would be the time to tongue fuck her."
Steve grinned broadly. "Does that mean what it sounds like?" he asked.
"I think you've got the idea," Bette purred.
He dived for her steaming wet pussy, running his stiff tongue over the swollen sensitive flesh until he found the hot creamy pit of her cunt mouth. He jammed his thick tongue hard into her scorching fuck hole, cramming the wet meat almost to her womb, and Bette gave a shrill wail of pleasure when she felt her famished fuck hole stuffed with throbbing tongue.
"Unnnggghhh, yes!" she howled.
Steve jammed his hands under her churning ass and held her tightly in place as he started plowing his big hot tongue up and down in her eagerly tugging cunt. The rough fucking sensation drove Betty wild with pleasure, and she was soon pumping her hips in time to his thrusts, cramming her juicy slick cuntal tube up and down his rigid tongue.
"That's just right, darling," she moaned. "Fuck my cunt with that nice big tongue, fuck me good. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!"
His plowing tongue made an obscene slurping noise as it reamed the thick hot juice from her squeezing pussy hole. Bette dug her nails into the bedspread and threw her head back in ecstasy as she took the lightning-fast thrusts of his big tongue. His nose was rubbing her horny swollen clit, and his bobbing chin was stimulating her clenched shitter. Her whole pussy was on fire with pleasure.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee," she screeched.
What with a whole month of sexual starvation, and now Steve's terrific pussy-eating, it didn't take her long at all to climax. As the delicious spasms gripped her body, her cunt closed tight around the boy's deeply-lodged tongue, squeezing and releasing the thick meat in powerful convulsions. Steve jabbed away in her creaming pussy hole till she went limp.
Bette was about to compliment him on the terrific job he'd done, when he rose to his knees and grinned wickedly at her. "If you were Cindy," he said, "here's what I'd do right now."
He slammed his hips forward violently, and Bette gasped as she felt her cunt crammed almost to bursting with his bloated steel-hard cock. She hadn't caught her breath before he began fucking her like a stallion, plowing his granite boner clear to her womb with each greedy shove. It was a moment before she recovered from her surprise and felt the violent stabs of pleasure in her pussy.
"AHHHHH, GOD, YES!" she moaned. "FUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
Steve threw himself onto her, his lean hard chest flattening her big ripe tits, and fucked into her like an animal. Bette shrieked with pleasure and wrapped her legs around his sweaty heaving back. She clawed at his shoulders in her pleasure-frenzy and wailed each time his massively bloated young cock crammed into her fuck hole.
"Whaddya think?" he panted. "Would Cindy go for this?"
"If she doesn't, she's crazy," Bette moaned. "Oh, fuck it it me, Steve, fuck me good, uhhhhhh!"
She didn't think it was possible for the lusty groaning kid to fuck her any harder, but he did. The bed began to rock and creak, and Steve's taut belly smacked thunderously against her. He slammed into her so hard that he left her breathless with each powerful lunge, her cunt deliciously crammed with rigid throbbing cock-meat.
"Unnnggghhh, you sweet bastard, you're doing it to me," Bette gasped. "AAAHHHH, YES, I'M COMING."
It wasn't easy for the fuck-crazy boy to hold out as her huge hot tits jiggled against his chest and her spasming cunt gripped and released his swollen prick. He gritted his teeth and plowed his granite cock deep into her, savoring the milking and tugging action of her red-hot climaxing cunt. She came so violently that the bed creaked and groaned.
"OOOOOOOO, SO FUCKIN' GOOD!" Bette screeched.
When she finally came back to her senses, she decided that Steve deserved a big reward for his sensational performance. She'd taught him about every one of Len's best techniques, and he'd been excellent at all of them. And now here he was, leering down at her, his cock still stiff as a board in her come-soaked twat, eager and ready to go.
"Darling," Bette purred, "I have an idea."
"Oh, yeah?" Steve grinned. "What's that?"
"Let me blow you," Bette said.
His grin broadened. "Hey, I could go for that," he said, rolling off her and onto his back.
Bette savored the sight for a moment. His sleek hard-muscled teenage body turned her on like crazy, and of course so did the sight of his achingly bloated dick pointing lewdly at the ceiling and oozing fat bright globs of juice. Saliva rushed to her mouth as she watched the glistening drops running down the rigid blue-veined shaft of his prick. She dived for him, bringing her open mouth down hard around his cock.
"Awwwwww!" Steve bawled.
Bette caved in her cheeks and raised her tongue, sheathing his silky young prick in a hot nest of juicy flesh. She sucked him hard and fast, her head bobbing furiously, her long blonde hair flying. As she crouched over him, Steve watched her in horny fascination, his eyes darting to her wildly swaying tits. His face flushed with pleasure, he whined and gasped as she gave him an expert blow job.
"Shit, yeah, Mrs. Gates, suck my cock," he moaned. "Awwwww, fuck, that's great."
Bette was so wildly turned on that she took his big knobby cock head right into her throat without choking. She took in every inch of his heavily throbbing prick until his hairy balls rasped against her chin. His deliciously salty cock juice rolled down onto her tongue, and she savored it before swallowing. She drooled all over his cock, bathing it in scalding spit.
"Unnnggghhh," Steve groaned, "you're sucking' me so good, baby, I'm gonna come. Awwwww, yeah, awwwww!"
His thick hot jizz spurted out so heavy and fast that Bette's mouth was full before she knew it. She gulped the steaming load just in time to take another. Steve whined and jerked his hips frantically, fucking her mouth, feeding her every last drop of his delicious come-juice. Bette released his prick and licked her lips.
Sadly, they noted the time-Steve was expected on another job. But they'd be together again tomorrow.
"See you then, dear," Bette grinned. "And let me know how you make out with Cindy."
CHAPTER FOUR
Bette wasn't surprised when late that afternoon she started feeling horny again. It seemed as if the more fucking she got, the more she wanted. Steve wouldn't be around again till the next morning. She tried to distract herself with housework, but it was no use. She could still feel that raging need in her pussy.
"Damn it all," she muttered, "what am I, a nymphomaniac or something?"
She hadn't had this problem when Len was alive, but Len had always taken excellent care of her. They'd fuck in the morning before he left for the office, and then again when he got home. Sometimes he'd even pop in for a lunchtime fuck. She'd never had a chance to feel sexually starved around Len. Now it was different-she was going out of her mind with need.
An idea came to her, but not one she welcomed. In her whole life, she'd never tried masturbating. At first she didn't believe in it, and later, when she became more liberated, she'd had Len. Maybe now was the time to explore ways of getting herself off. She felt embarrassed about it, but she was so achingly horny that she had to have some relief. She went into her bedroom and undressed.
Stretching out on the bed, Bette ran her hands over her big swelling tits, caressing and teasing her soft pink nipples. It felt mildly pleasant, but not nearly as exciting as when a man did it. She moved her hands down over her sleek flat belly and onto the warm springy curls of her muff. She pressed down with one hand and contacted the pouting mound of flesh under her bush.
That was better. There was a definite tingle of excitement. Reddening, she opened her legs and slid one hand onto her pussy. The swollen flesh was hot and moist. It felt strange to be touching herself there. The only time she'd done it before was in the shower. She rubbed a little and felt delicious sensations rippling through her slit.
Well, maybe it was going to be fun after all. She tried taking her moist hot clit between thumb and forefinger and kneading it, the way Len used to do. Her touch was too gentle at first, but when she started kneading her joy button fast and roughly, the pleasure ripped through her pussy and made her gasp. Her cunt mouth began to leak hot sticky juice.
"Mmmmmmm," Bette murmured. "Nice!"
Now she was on to something. She lay back, panting a little, and roughly pulled her clit between her fingers. It felt marvelous. Soon her whole pussy was swelling up taut and puffy, the engorged flesh radiating scalding heat. Her hand was getting soaked with her thickly gushing cunt cream. She frigged herself faster, harder, and felt the pleasure build till she could barely stand it.
"Ahhhhh," Bette sighed.
This was definitely fun. She wished she'd tried it years ago. She'd rather have been with a man, but frigging herself was a whole lot better than going around frustrated and horny. She rolled and kneaded the red-hot juicy lump of her clit, her fingers moving faster and faster, and soon she was on the brink of orgasm, her ripe body quivering.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped. "It's happening, ohhhhhhh!"
She felt a scorching blast of juice from her cunt as she started coming. The sizzling cream drenched her hand and gushed down her ass crack. She felt her clit twitching in strong orgasmic spasms between her fingers. She frigged herself furiously, moaning and writhing, till the delicious convulsions passed. Then she breathed a big sigh of satisfaction.
She raised herself on one elbow and looked at herself in the dresser mirror. Her face was flushed and glowing, her eyes big and hot, just as if she'd been fucked. Interesting. It might be fun to try it again. Bette sank back on the bed and ran her fingers over her scalding-hot pussy, exploring every steamy fold and plane, finding the places that felt best.
She got a definite jolt of pleasure when she -rimmed the oozing little mouth of her cunt. She poked a fingertip into the snug wet hole, and that felt even better. Of course, it felt like a cock, only a very tiny one. She didn't want a tiny one, and it didn't take her long to figure out how to imitate the size of a real live prick. She bunched three stiff fingers and shoved them hard into her cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Bette gasped.
This was more like it. She began cramming her fingers fast and hard, up and down, in the slick scorching tube of her twat. The pleasure was instant and violent. She imagined Len's massive rock-hard cock pounding in her feverishly needy little fuck hole. She creamed heavily around her jerking fingers. This was the best sensation she'd discovered yet. She was going to come in no time at an.
Just then the doorbell rang. "Shit!" Bette cried.
She leaped off the bed and grabbed a robe out of the closet. Hurrying to the front door, she found her paperboy, Ronny, standing on the porch. He gave her a shy but adoring look.
"Why, Ronny," Bette said, "you're not collecting again, are you?"
"No, Mrs. Gates," he said with a big sigh, "I just wanted to see you again. I think about you all the time."
Bette realized that in the excitement of her arrangement with Steve, she'd forgotten all about Ronny, the first young boy she'd seduced. Naturally his thoughts would be occupied with fucking her again, poor kid. Her annoyance softened into pity, and she gave him a kindly smile.
"Why don't you come in for awhile, Ronny?" she said.
"Oh, yes, ma'am," he said.
She took him into the living room and said, "Would you like a Coke, Ronny?"
The handsome teenage boy swallowed hard, gathering his nerve, and said, "Actually, Mrs. Gates, I'd rather have you."
Bette reddened. She'd always confined herself to one man at a time, and now Steve was her steady lover. But wouldn't it be cruel of her to fuck Ronny just once and then leave him high and dry? After all, she'd taken the boy's cherry and given him a taste for fucking. And wouldn't it be exciting to have two young lovers instead of one? Bette was feeling so lusty, it didn't take her long to make up her mind.
"Me, dear?" she grinned. "You mean like this?"
She opened her robe and let it fall off. She was stark naked underneath. Ronny leaped to his feet and gawked at her lush mature body, his eyes darting hungrily from her huge thrusting tits to the thick golden triangle of her bush. Bette saw the crotch of his jeans go big and bulging, and her hungry pussy responded with a big rush of hot juice.
"Oh, wow, Mrs. Gates," Ronny croaked, "I been so horny for you, I couldn't stand it. I just had to come back."
"I understand, dear," Bette purred. "Why don't we go in the bedroom and do something about it?"
Bette hummed to herself as she led the way down the hall. This unexpected visit was working out very nicely. Just when she'd been craving a nice stiff young cock, Ronny had showed up. If she worked it carefully, she could have Steve in the mornings and Ronny in the afternoons. It would be just like the good old days with Len-she'd never have to be horny.
They entered the bedroom, and Bette helped the excited kid out of his clothes. He had an achingly bloated cock. It stood up rigidly, hugging his belly, and the knobby head was drooling a thick stream of juice. Poor Ronny's hairless nut sacs looked ready to explode with their hot load of jizz. Saliva rushed to Bette's mouth as she eyed his handsome young prick.
"We're going to have some special fun today, Ronny," she said huskily. "We're going to do something we didn't do before. Come and he down."
He followed her obediently, his cock so stiff and swollen that it didn't even quiver with his movements, but as they lay down, he said wistfully, "Gee, Mrs. Gates, I was hoping we could fuck."
Bette stifled a laugh. "Oh, we will, darling," she said, "but I think you'll enjoy this other thing, too. I'm going to suck your cock."
Ronny turned beet red. "What?" he cried.
"You never heard of that?" Bette grinned. "Cock-sucking, giving head, going down on a person?"
"No, ma'am," he said uneasily.
"Well, darling, I guarantee you're going to love it," she assured him. "Just lie back and relax. I'll do all the work."
He still looked uneasy, but he did as she instructed, stretching out on his back and trying to relax. Bette crouched beside him with her upturned ass towards his head. She wanted him to have a good view of her naked slit. It would make him horny and take his mind off his nervousness. She dipped her face down to his handsome stiffstanding cock.
"Now don't worry about a thing, Ronny," she said. "Millions of grownups do this and get off on it. You'll know why in just a second."
"Okay, Mrs. Gates," he sighed.
Bette stuck out her gleaming pink tongue and began to lick his rigid blue-veined boner. She started at the base and worked her way up slowly and sensuously, lapping up all the hot tasty cream that had dribbled down his shaft. She savored the delicious juice on her tongue, then swallowed it with a hungry gurgle.
"Mmmmmmm," she sighed, "your cock juice tastes so good, Ronny."
For a moment Ronny was absolutely still, a little shocked at the sight of this beautiful older woman greedily gobbling up his cock juice and tonguing his prick. Then the pleasant sensations began to get through to him, and he flushed all over and gave a low moan. Soon he was panting and sighing loudly, loving the feeling of her hot juicy tongue lapping its way up his bloated horny prick.
"Oh, wow, it feels terrific," Ronny sighed. "You can do it as much as you want, Mrs. Gates."
Bette chuckled, then got back to work. She lapped her way to the dark red knob of his cock head and almost drooled all over it. Now she was getting where she wanted to be most of all, the source of all that thick salty cream. She swirled her tongue around and around the red-hot throbbing knob, eating up all the oozing cream. It came in big hot globs from the slit mouth of his piss hole. She lapped it up as fast as it dribbled out.
"Oh, wow!" Ronny moaned, "that feels fantastic."
"The best is yet to come, dear," Bette panted. "I'm just getting started."
When she'd cleaned his glistening cock head of all its spilled juice, she wriggled her stiff tongue tip into the slit of his piss hole and reamed out more tasty prick-cream. Ronny gave a shrill cry of excitement and shivered violently as she cleaned his cock mouth of all its hot thick juice. All his shyness was gone now, replaced with feverish horniness.
Bette opened her red-glossed lips and brought them down around his rigid prick. Moving fast and hard, she took his six-inch boner into her scorching juicy mouth.
"Awwwwwww!" Ronny bawled.
The excited kid almost shot off the bed as he felt his bloated dick sucked into a woman's mouth for the very first time. Bette drew in her cheeks and raised her tongue, sheathing his eager prick in scorching wet flesh. She began to blow him with powerful vacuum pressure, sucking hard and fast. Ronny groaned and dribbled thick tasty cream onto her tongue.
"Awwwww, fuck, that's good," he howled. "Shit, yes, suck my cock, suck it!"
Bette's long blonde hair flew as she bobbed up and down over his stiff-standing prick. Her big tits swayed heavily back and forth. As she feverishly gobbled his dick, she made an obscene wet slurping noise, her scalding spit drenching his throbbing cock. Ronny whined and moaned and clawed the bedspread, out of his mind with pleasure as her boiling-hot mouth sucked and stretched his horny young prick.
"Awwwwwww!" he howled.
Soon he couldn't hold still. His dizzy arousal spurred him into action, and his hips jerked in an instinctive fucking motion. The frantically horny boy began fucking her mouth, cramming his violently throbbing prick right into her throat. Bette was aroused enough to take it without choking. She matched his strokes, her head bobbing furiously.
"Ahhhhh, Christ, Mrs. Gates," Ronny whined, "you better stop. I'm gonna fuckin' come right in your mouth."
Bette released his cock just for a split second and moaned, "I want it, Ronny. I want to eat your come."
Then she jammed her greedy hot mouth around his cock again and sucked violently. She took the hammering boner deep into her hot silky throat, squeezing and releasing with her throat muscles. Ronny howled with pleasure as his tautly swollen balls came to rest against her chin. Bette felt the bloated sacs tense and start to spasm.
"AWWWWWWW, FUCK, I'M COMING!" Ronny groaned.
Bette moved her head back a little, wanting to get his delicious jizz on her tongue where she could taste it. Ronny jerked his hips frantically and filled her mouth with scorching come-juice until her cheeks puffed out. She wanted to savor his thick salty jism longer, but she had to swallow or drown. She gulped the sizzling juice just in time to receive another mouthful. Ronny howled and fucked into her greedy mouth till he'd given her every last drop of jizz in his balls.
Bette sat up, licking her lips to get all of his come. "Well, how'd you like it?" she grinned.
"Out of sight," he sighed, grinning and flushed. "What did you call that again?"
"It was a blow job, darling," Bette said, "and I'll be glad to give you one any time. But right now I'd like to teach you some other things. Would you like to learn how to turn girls on?"
"I sure would," Ronny said eagerly. "Then maybe I could finally get a date."
"You'd probably have to have a date before you
"could do these things," Bette said, "but I think after you learn them there'll be a gleam in your eyes that'll get you all the dates you want. Now here's what I want you to do...."
Soon she was lying on her back, knees bent, legs hugely spread, while Ronny lay between her thighs getting his first long, good look at a woman's pussy. He was fascinated, his eyes darting all over the gleaming red flesh. He studied the erect little bud of her clit, the drooling pit of her cunt mouth, and her tiny puckered asshole.
"Wow," he said, "girls sure are different from guys."
"Thank goodness for that," Bette said. "Are you ready to start learning those new tricks?"
"Yeah, tell me what to do," Ronny said.
"The idea is to get the girl excited out of her mind," Bette said, "and the best way to do that is to lick and suck her clit."
"What's a clit?" Ronny asked.
Bette showed him, parting the thickly furred lips of her bush to expose the stiff red bud of her joy button. "You start by licking it-be a little rough," she instructed, "and then when your girl is pretty excited, you suck it and get her off."
"Okay, here goes," Ronny said eagerly.
Just like Steve, he wasn't a slow learner. Anxious to acquire some skills, he tongued Bette's clit furiously, sending delicious shivers of pleasure through her pussy. He was a little clumsy at first, but soon the steady rough flicking of his tongue on her horny little love-bud was making her gurgle and moan and writhe.
"Marvelous, darling," she gasped, "you're getting me very excited. Just keep doing it hard and fast."
She could hear the soft wet splat-splat of his juicy tongue as it flicked her erect swollen clit, and that added to her wicked arousal. Bette had learned a lot about herself in the last few days. She hadn't known before how very young boys turned her on and how she loved teaching them all about sex and fucking. Ronny's obvious excitement only added to her boiling lust.
When her cunt cream was gushing out helplessly and soaking the boy's bobbing chin, she instructed hoarsely, "All right, Ronny, you've got me really excited now. You can tell by how wet I am. Now's the time to suck me off."
He cooperated instantly, seizing her hotly throbbing clit between his lips and sucking on it hard and noisily. Violent jolts of pleasure ripped through her belly, and Bette gave a loud shriek of pleasure. Her pussy juice turned into a molten flood that splashed his whole face, and she began to jerk her hips in helpless fucking motions.
"That's it, darling," she gasped, "you're sucking me good. Keep doing it fast and hard. I'm almost ready to come."
His sucking was obscenely loud, a wet slurping noise that filled the room. Bette gritted her teeth and thrust her pussy hard against his face, forcing her clit farther into his boiling wet mouth. A few more greedy rough sucks, and she was coming, her tall ripe body thrashing like a beached fish.
"Ahhhhhhh, yes!" she wailed.
Ronny couldn't keep her slippery squirting clit between his lips, not when her body was rocking and bucking in the violent convulsions of orgasm. He rose to his knees and watched her come, amazed at how she'd reacted to his sucking. He could hardly wait to try out his skills on other girls. When Bette finally went limp and panting, she flashed him a big grin of satisfaction.
"That was marvelous, dear," she sighed. "You really got me off."
"Teach me more," Ronny begged.
Not that Bette minded. Not at all. She instructed the boy how to rim her cunt mouth with the stiffened tip of his tongue, explaining how this technique would make any girl wild to fuck. It certainly had that effect on her. His rimming tongue tip teased and tantalized her, making her crave something big and stiff in her hotly aroused twat. Finally she couldn't wait another second.
"All right, Ronny, you've got me really horny now," she panted. "I want you to shove your tongue in my cunt and fuck me with it. Move it just like a cock."
"Oh, wow, kinky," Ronny chuckled.
He crammed his stiffened tongue hard into her seething cream-filled box and began jerking it roughly up and down. Bette would have applauded his efforts, only she was too busy screaming and writhing with pleasure. His nose rubbed hard across her clit, and his bobbing chin teased her sensitive puckered shitter. She was getting fantastic pleasure all over her pussy.
"Perfect, Ronny," she groaned. "Keep doing it, keep fucking me with your tongue. Give it to me!"
Ronny tongue-fucked her boiling wet pussy hole as hard and fast as he could, making her howl with pleasure. In another few seconds she was coming, her convulsing cunt gripping and tugging at his jerking tongue. Her heels beat a furious tattoo on the bed, and she clawed helplessly at the bedspread.
"OHHHHHHH, I'M COMING SO GOOD!" she screeched.
Again Ronny rose to his knees to watch her. He was especially turned on by the sight of her mammoth big-nippled tits wobbling wildly and the thick steaming river of juice gushing from her cunt. His cock had been stiffening all the time he was eating her pussy, and now it mushroomed into full hardness, lurching tight against his belly.
Coming down from her orgasmic daze, Bette saw his handsome teenage prick, stiff and drooling and ready for action. Instantly she was horny again. She thought about novel ways to fuck, and an idea came to her. She and Ronny were just about the same height. She grinned and leaped off the bed, her big tits quivering and bouncing.
"Come over here, Ronny," she said. "There's something new I want to try."
"Whatever you want, Mrs. Gates," he grinned.
Bette leaned back against the wall and had Ronny face her and grip her waist. It was a perfect set-up. Nearly the same height, his cock was on a level with her pussy. She spread her legs and let Ronny figure out the rest of it. It didn't take him long. He thrust forward lustily, and she felt her cunt crammed to bursting with rock-hard throbbing meat.
"Unnnggghhh, yes!" Bette moaned. "Get that big cock into me, baby, fuck me good!"
"You bet I will, Mrs. Gates," Ronny panted. "Awwwww, shit, your cunt's so hot and wet. Feels great."
By now he'd learned that Bette had no time for slow gentle fucking. Tnere was a raging lust stored up in this beautiful older woman that could only be satisfied by a brutal near-rape. Ronny gave it to her, plowing his thick steely boner hard against her womb with every rough swift thrust. Bette howled with lust and drenched his slamming prick with scalding pussy juice.
"That's it, you big stud, fuck me!" she screeched. "Fuck me crazy, baby, fuck!"
The insanely horny kid fucked her so hard that her teeth rattled and her ass rubbed hard against the wall. She was going to have a black and blue ass tomorrow, but she didn't care. She shrieked with pleasure as she took the thunderous plowing of his rigid six-inch boner, sizzling pussy cream gushing helplessly down her legs.
"I'm going to come, Ronny," she whined. "Come with me, baby, cream me good!"
A few more fucks and a few hours later, Ronny staggered home, flushed and blissed-out. He'd promised Bette to come by every weekday afternoon. Now she was all set up with her two eager teenage studs. Things couldn't have been better. She didn't know that tomorrow something would happen to mess up her plans completely.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next day Bette received a phone call asking her to look after her nephew Kyle for a few weeks while his parents went on vacation. Bette's brother apologized for the short notice-they'd be sending Kyle on a plane that weekend. Bette was furious, until she remembered that Kyle was still a teenage boy.
So on Saturday morning she found herself at the airport waiting for Kyle's plane and wondering how the boy looked. She hadn't seen him since he was a baby, and she had no recent photo of him. Kyle had a picture of her, however, and would have to identify her among the crowd. Bette waited with mounting excitement.
Presently she spotted a red-haired boy of average height lugging a suitcase and staring at a photo. When he caught sight of Bette he brightened and hurried toward her. Bette stifled a gasp. The kid was gorgeous, trim and handsome.
"Aunt Bette?" he said. "I'm Kyle."
"Hello, darling," Bette cried, giving him a big hug, "I'm so glad to see you."
Besides being handsome, Kyle was very friendly. On the drive home he chattered constantly, while Bette's thoughts wandered. She was debating just how to seduce her sexy red-haired nephew. He seemed to find her attractive. As he talked, he kept eying her mature big-titted body. Bette was feeling hornier by the second.
By the time they got home, she'd devised a plan. "You're probably hot and tired after that long flight, Kyle," she said soothingly. "How would you like a swim?"
"A swim?" he said eagerly. "You have a pool?"
"Yes, dear, right out there," Bette said, indicating the big glass patio doors.
"Hot damn," Kyle cried, running over to look. Then his face fell. "Darn it," he said, "I didn't pack a bathing suit."
"No problem, dear," Bette said. "The back yard is completely private. You can swim without a suit."
"Hey, great," he grinned. "I'll have a swim as soon as I unpack."
Bette smiled serenely. This was working out even better than she'd dreamed. Her idea was to get the boy to skinny-dip, and he'd played right into her hands by not bringing a suit. She showed him to the guest room, and a short time later he came out wearing just a towel. Bette, who was pretending to dust the living room, waved gaily at him as he headed for the pool.
Then she dashed for the window. She was just in time to see Kyle drop his towel. She felt a powerful rush of lust as she ogled the boy's sleek muscular body and long dangling cock. His prick and balls jiggled enticingly as he walked to the edge of the pool. Then he dived in, and Bette sighed. She could have gone on looking at him a lot longer.
Now it was time to make her move. She hurried to her room, stripped, and wrapped a towel around herself. She walked casually out to the edge of the pool, and Kyle stared at her wide-eyed. No doubt he hadn't expected his pretty aunt to join him. Slowly he blushed beet red.
"It's so hot today," Bette sighed, "I decided I could use a swim, too. I hope you don't mind if I join you?"
"Oh, n-no, Aunt Bette," Kyle stammered.
"Fine," she purred, "I'm just roasting."
She dropped the towel. From Kyle's reaction she could tell he'd never seen a naked woman before. She thought his eyes would pop right out of his head. He gawked at the wide, thick triangle of her bush and at her huge thrusting tits and large conical nipples. His eyes went dizzily up and down her luscious naked body as she stood at the edge of the pool.
She turned and walked slowly to the ladder, giving him a lingering view of her ripe naked body in motion. He forgot to keep paddling, and he went under, bobbing up again to cough and stare. Bette came down the ladder and into the shallow end of the pool. She walked slowly toward him till her heavy tits were floating just at the surface of the water, and then she paddled within a few feet of the gawking teenager.
"Mmmmmmm, the water feels so nice," she sighed. "Enjoying yourself, Kyle?"
"Oh, yes, ma'am," he croaked.
He simply couldn't take his eyes off her. Bette swam close to him, turning often, so he kept getting glimpses of her big blonde bush and melonsize tits. Down in the clear water she could see his long cock floating. It looked as if the dazed kid was just going to paddle in place and gawk at her if she didn't spur him into action.
"Race you to the deep end and back," she grinned.
"Okay," he sighed.
It was about an even contest, but Bette wasn't concerned about who won. As they raced back to their starting place in mid-pool, she contrived to bump into Kyle, then clutch at him as if for support. She passed her hand over his cock and balls, just grazing the silky warm meat, and she thought she felt his cock give a horny lurch against her fingers.
"Sorry," Bette laughed, "that was clumsy of me. I think I'll get some sun now. You're welcome to join me, dear."
Kyle didn't say anything. He was speechless with wonder as he watched her wade to the ladder and climb out. She spread a blanket at the edge of the pool and lay face down in the hot sun. She recalled how Steve had first come on to her by spreading suntan lotion on her naked body. Maybe that trick would overcome Kyle's shyness. The boy seemed unable to move.
"Oh, Kyle, I'm afraid I'll get burned without some lotion," she said. "Would you be a pal and spread some on me?"
"Oh, sure, Aunt Bette," he said hoarsely.
He hurried out of the pool and knelt beside her, spreading lotion on his hands. His touch was timid and gentle, not at all like Steve's. Bette quivered impatiently as he did her shoulders and back, carefully avoiding any place he shouldn't touch. She was going to have to make the first move with this bashful, polite kid, that was obvious.
"Put some lotion here, too, dear," she said, rolling over onto her back.
Kyle went bug-eyed and paralyzed. Bette took his lotion-smeared hands and set them palm down on her big cone-shaped pink nipples. She moved his hands around, showing how she wanted to be touched, and gradually he began massaging her big pointed tits. She let go of his hands and smiled encouragingly. The boy was flushed and breathing hard.
She glanced down at his cock. It was stiff as a board, and his hairless young balls were taut and swollen. The slit mouth of his piss hole was leaking glistening bubbles of juice. Bette shuddered with lust, and her big hot nipples went erect and throbbing against the boy's palms. Kyle was so obviously horny for her, but too shy to do anything about it.
"Are you a virgin, Kyle?" she asked huskily.
"Yes, ma'am," he said, blushing even harder.
"Ever seen a naked woman before?" Bette asked.
"No, ma'am," he moaned, "I haven't even had a date yet."
"Well, Kyle, darling," Bette purred, "we'll take care of that. By the time you get home, you'll know some tricks that will drive girls crazy for you."
"What do you mean, Aunt Bette?" Kyle said eagerly.
"For instance, what you're doing right now," Bette said. "Girls love to have their tits played with. It's even better when you lick and suck. Go ahead, try it."
"Oh, wow," Kyle groaned.
He slumped onto her and began to lick her big throbbing tits all over. Bette gasped and felt a heavy hot rush of juice from her ragingly horny cunt mouth. Kyle's rigid boner was rubbing her thigh and leaving a sticky trail of hot cock cream. He took her left nipple in his mouth and started to suck like a hungry puppy.
Her words got him even more excited. He sucked hard and fast on her long erect nipple, making a lewd slurping noise. Bette writhed with lust. She could hardly wait to take his gorgeous six-inch prick into her seething juicy fuck hole. She gurgled with pleasure as he sucked her left nipple, then the right one, leaving them rigid and gleaming with spit.
"Touch my pussy, Kyle," she panted. "Oh, wow, you really mean it, Aunt Bette?" he cried.
"Yes, dear," she said impatiently, "just reach down there and explore. Touch anything you want."
His hand shot for her crotch. He eagerly rubbed the hot puffy flesh of her gash, exploring from her clit to her asshole. Bette moaned and creamed all over his hand. She'd planned to take things slowly and teach him a few things, like she'd done with Ronny and Steve, but she was so insanely horny she didn't think she could wait.
Kyle was getting bolder now, too lusty and curious to be shy. He slid off her and pushed her legs open to get a good view of her slit. Bette eagerly cooperated, bending her knees and spreading her thighs wide. Kyle knelt between her legs and stared. He saw wet red flesh fringed with thick golden curls. Finally he noticed the pulsating lump of her clit, and he reached out and touched it.
"What's this, Aunt Bette?" he said.
"That's my clit, dear," she said. "Girls love to be touched there. Just rub it with your finger."
He obeyed, running his stiffened index finger back and forth over her sensitive erect joy button. Bette moaned and doused his finger with a big load of pussy juice. She was definitely not going to be able to wait much longer. The wicked and sensuous seduction of her own teenage nephew was driving her crazy with need. She decided to speed things up.
"Do you know what a cunt is, Kyle?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's where the guy puts his cock when you fuck, isn't it?" he said eagerly.
"That's right, dear," Bette panted. "See if you can find my cunt."
Kyle frowned. This was all new and strange territory to him. But he noticed a little hole at the very center of her pussy, a gasping wet mouth between swollen fleshy lips. He popped a fingertip into the hole and said, "Is this it, Aunt Bette?"
"Yes, Kyle," she moaned, "that's my cunt. Feel inside it."
Kyle eagerly wriggled his finger as far as it would go in her seething juicy twat. He felt her cuntal walls, satiny yet strong, gripping and tugging at his fingers. Her thirsty fuck hole was deliciously juicy and searing hot around his probing finger. He gave a horny shiver.
"Do you think it would feel nice to put your cock in there, dear?" Bette asked hoarsely.
"Oh, man, yeah!" Kyle moaned.
"Then do it, darling," Bette said. "Put your cock in my cunt."
Kyle stared at her as if he didn't believe his ears, but when she smiled and nodded, he sprang into action. Kneeling between her legs, he thrust his rigid young prick into the gasping wet mouth of her cunt. He pushed in a few inches and then groaned. His handsome face flushed with lust, and his eyes got hot and glassy.
"Oh, shit, it's hot," he panted. "It's so hot and wet in your cunt, Aunt Bette. Feels terrific."
Bette was writhing with lusty impatience, aching to be fucked. "Shove it all the way in me, Kyle," she moaned. "I want to feel every inch of your big cock in my cunt."
"Yes, ma'am!" he cried.
He shoved hard, and Bette moaned ecstatically as she felt her starved fuck hole completely stuffed by the kid's thick hot boner. Maddeningly, he didn't move. He knelt between her thighs gawking at what he'd just done, seeing the base of his cock splitting her swollen red cunt lips. He was shuddering with excitement, knowing he wasn't a virgin any more. Bette saw that she'd have to take charge again.
"I want you to fuck me, Kyle," she panted. "Move your cock in me. Do it fast and hard."
"Right," he said dizzily.
At last he moved, slamming his steely rod up and down in her famished tugging cunt. He was clumsy at first, but soon he had a good hard steady rhythm, plowing his swollen prick clear to her womb with each eager thrust. Bette screamed with pleasure and threw her legs wide open, wanting to take very inch of his plowing cock. Kyle groaned and threw himself onto her, his lean hairless chest rubbing her big stiff nipples.
"How does it feel, darling?" Bette sighed. "Do you like to fuck?"
"Shit, I love it," Kyle whined. "Oh, Christ, it's the best thing I ever felt in my life. Am I doing it right, Aunt Bette?"
"Yes, dear, just keep fucking me hard and fast," Bette moaned. "Ahhhhh, your big cock feels so good in me."
She hugged her handsome nephew tight against her bucking body, pumping her hips in time to his powerful lusty strokes. Each time his thick throbbing prick stuffed her fiery-hot cunt, she whimpered with ecstasy and creamed all over his plowing meat. Kyle clasped her grinding ass and fucked into her in a horny frenzy.
"Awwwww, man, so fuckin' GREAT," he bawled.
Bette gurgled with pleasure and moaned, "Fuck it to me, baby, fuck me good!"
The pleasure built in her belly till she exploded with it, her writhing body blasted by a thunderous orgasm. Her body convulsed violently as she came, but Kyle kept a tight grip on her churning ass and kept fucking into her like a pile driver. As her cunt gripped and tugged his meat, he whinnied and groaned.
She felt the fiery rush of his jizz against her womb, and it triggered her right into another body-rocking climax. Aunt and nephew writhed and howled together as Kyle shot her full of steaming thick come-juice, his small taut ass jerking and knotting. Bette threw her legs high in the air as she took his come.
"Ahhhhhhh, yes, fuck it to meeeee!" she wailed.
Finally they rolled apart, gasping for breath, and Kyle gave his beautiful naked aunt a shy smile of gratitude. "That was fantastic, Aunt Bette," he said. "It sure feels great not to be a virgin any more."
Bette kissed him fondly on the cheek and said, "But of course we won't tell anybody else. They wouldn't understand."
"Especially my folks," Kyle grinned.
Bette shuddered at the thought. She could just imagine her brother's reaction if he ever found out Bette had copped his son's cherry. He'd shit a brick. But she knew she didn't have to worry about any of her young lovers telling on her. They didn't want to spoil a good thing. The only problem was, could she go on fucking Steve and Ronny, now that Kyle was here? That was going to be some juggling act.
"Aunt Bette," Kyle was saying eagerly, "you were gonna show me some ways to turn girls on."
"Right," Bette grinned, "and today I'll show you what you can do with just your hands. Remember how I showed you to rub my clit?"
"Like this," he said, reaching for her pussy.
Bette sighed and opened her legs. He found her clit fast this time and began rubbing it like she'd taught him. Hot jolts of pleasure ripped through her pussy, and soon she was creaming all over his jerking finger. Kyle watched in lusty fascination as his aunt's little cunt mouth gushed thick rivers of glistening juice. Under his massaging finger her clit swelled up in its own tiny hard-on.
"Mmmmmmm, nice, darling," Bette sighed. "You can get a girl hot doing that, and then you can go on to other things."
"Like what?" he asked.
"Take my clit between your fingers," she instructed, "roll it. Ahhhhhhh, yesssss."
Kyle got the idea right away. Rolling her pulsating joy button between his thumb and forefinger, he could give her even stronger jolts of pleasure. It excited him to watch the gorgeous older woman react to his frigging. Her whole body flushed pink with arousal, and her big blue eyes got glassy and hot. She threw her head back and gurgled with pleasure. Her cunt helplessly gushed molten juice all over his fingers. Even her little shitter got into the act, opening and closing in a steady horny rhythm.
"Ahhhhh, you're frigging me good, darling," Bette cried. "Keep doing it, make me come."
"Sure, Aunt Bette," Kyle grinned.
He'd never had so much fun in his life. While he kneaded her hotly throbbing clit, he had a fantastic view of her soaked red slit. And after he'd feasted his eyes on her golden-fringed pussy, he could watch her big beautiful tits wobbling wildly. He frigged her faster, harder, to see what would happen, and Bette stiffened, then screamed and convulsed.
"You're bringing me off," she gasped. "Ohhhhhhh, Kyle, I'm coming so good."
Her scalding come-juice soaked his hand, and she bucked and writhed so violently that he lost his grip on her slippery squirting clit. He just knelt there and watched open-mouthed as his lovely aunt howled and jerked in her powerful climax. He waited breathlessly till she was finished, a thousand questions racing through his mind.
"Teach me more, please, Aunt Bette," he said.
"Just let me catch my breath," she laughed.
"I wanta know all about turning girls on," Kyle said eagerly. "There's this one chick back home, Emily-oh, man, would I love to fuck her."
"You horny devil, you," Bette chuckled. "Okay, here's another thing girls like. Just stick your finger in my cunt and move it like a cock."
"Got it," Kyle grinned.
He shoved his stiffened middle finger as far as he could into the scorching wet pulp of her pussy hole. He jerked the rigid meat roughly up and down, and Bette gave a screech of lusty excitement. He felt her powerful cuntal walls squeezing and releasing his pumping finger, while her thick hot pussy cream drenched him and overflowed her cunt, running down her ass crack.
"That's good, Kyle," she panted. "Yes, baby, fuck me with your finger, give it to me hard!"
Kyle obeyed, plowing his stiff finger as hard and fast as he could in her sucking, squeezing cunt. His finger reamed the juice out of her and made a loud obscene slurping noise. Bette clawed the blanket and panted as her pleasure mounted. Kyle's rough finger-fucking was driving her wild. She started jerking her hips in time to his strokes.
"Fuck it to meeeee," she whined. "Ooooooo, baby, yes, I'm going to come. Unnnngggghhhh, now, whaaaahhhh!"
For a second Kyle thought her violently convulsing cunt would squeeze his finger flat. Scalding juice spurted from her gripping fuck hole, splattering his hand. He watched her coming, pussy squirting, huge tits bouncing crazily, and he felt his balls tensing and filling. His young cock sprang up rigid and swollen. It was the first thing Bette saw as her climax faded and her eyes could focus again.
"Mmmmmmm, look at that gorgeous hard-on," she grinned. "Is that for me?"
"It sure is, Aunt Bette," Kyle said adoringly.
Bette reached out lazily and curled her fingers around his stiff-standing prick. The bloated meat throbbed heavily in her fist. She ran her hand up and down the silky scalding shaft of his cock, and Kyle shivered with excitement. His piss hole began to leak fat globs of cream. Bette trailed a finger over the oozing hole, scooping up his juice, then licked her finger clean.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," she sighed.
She could see that her wicked games were driving the kid frantic with need. He was quivering lustily, his eyes hot and glazed, and his swollen cock head kept helplessly leaking hot bubbles of juice. She could have pumped his dick a few more times and had him coming right in her hand, but that would have been a complete waste of his fine young hard-on.
"Let's fuck a different way this time, Kyle," she said.
"Sure, Aunt Bette, whatever you want," he said. He would have fucked her upside-down if she'd asked him to.
Bette grinned and rolled onto her hands and knees. She spread her thighs and poked her saucy little ass up in the air. Kyle ogled the streaming red flesh of her exposed slit. He could see the small mouth of her cunt opening and closing, as if inviting his cock. Bette shivered with lusty impatience, her big tits swaying as she crouched.
"Get into me from behind, Kyle," she instructed. "Shove that big hard cock into my cunt."
"Oh, yes, ma'am," Kyle leered, "you got it."
He hurried to kneel behind her. He w-edged the big swollen knob of his cock head into the molten pit of her cunt mouth. He took a deep breath and plowed into her as hard as he could, his swollen prick head slamming her womb, his bloated balls slapping her slit.
"Unnnnhhhh!" Bette gasped. "Shit, yes, baby, that's it, fuck it to me hard!"
Kyle gripped her writhing hips and fucked into her like a rutting animal, moaning and whining with pleasure as he sheathed his swollen boner again and again in the slick hot pulp of her cunt. Already he was learning that his lusty aunt wanted to be fucked as hard as possible, and he gave it to her, cramming his hot throbbing prick savagely into her scorching fuck hole. His belly smacked loudly against her ass.
"Am I fucking you good, Aunt Bette?" he panted. "This the way you want it?"
"Yes, you sweet bastard," Bette whined, "fuck that big cock in my pussy, fuck the shit out of meeeee."
Kyle was more than happy to oblige. He hadn't dreamed that staying with his aunt would be this much fun. He'd imagined some sour-faced old hag who'd be nagging and scolding him all the time. It seemed like a dream that Bette should turn out to be beautiful, sexy, and dying to fuck. His face contorted in a big pleasure-grin as he slammed his rigid prick into her snug creaming twat.
"Ohhhhhhh, Kyle, baby, you're fucking me so good," Bette groaned. "Your cock feels so good in my cunt."
Kyle was too happy to speak. He had to be the luckiest teenage boy in the world, he decided. He had three weeks of fantastic fucking ahead of him, three weeks of enjoying his aunt's red-hot juicy cunt. He wasn't going to get much sleep, that was for sure.
"Kyle, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" Bette wailed.
After that, things became a delicious blur for Kyle. He vaguely remembered eating a quick dinner, and then Aunt Bette took him into her king-size bed and fucked him silly. She couldn't seem to get enough. The last thing he remembered was falling asleep in her arms a little after midnight, exhausted, fucked out, and deliriously happy.
And the first thing he felt next morning was Aunt Bette's hot little hand closing around his swollen rigid cock....
CHAPTER SIX
"Good morning, darling," Bette purred.
Kyle rubbed his eyes and yawned. He felt her fingers gripping and gently squeezing his piss hard-on, and he could see her lying naked on the bed beside him, her whole luscious body on display. Even so, he figured he had to be dreaming. This was just too damned good to be true.
"Aunt Bette?" he said sleepily.
"Yes, dear," Bette grinned, "it all happened just like you remember it. You're not dreaming."
Kyle gave a blissful sigh and slumped back on the pillows. Bette kicked the covers off him, and he saw his cock standing up stiff as a board, her small fist running up and down the bloated shaft. He quivered with excitement as she pumped his prick. Soon his piss hole was oozing fat bubbles of cream. Aunt Bette eyed the glistening juice and licked her lips.
"Mmmmmmm, I know what I want for breakfast," she grinned.
Then to Kyle's astonishment, the beautiful big-titted woman went to her knees beside him, dipped her face down, and started licking up his cock juice. She rolled the salty stuff around on her tongue, savoring it and sighing, then swallowed it as if it were candy. It was a really kinky thing to do, Kyle thought, and he hoped she'd never stop.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," Bette murmured.
She was so hungry for the boy's salty juice that she was drooling all over his prick. She lashed her hot little tongue all over the bloated stalk, gathering the streams of juice that had dribbled down from his cock-cleft. She worked her way up to the oozing slit of his piss hole, gobbling his cream noisily. Kyle moaned and shivered with pleasure.
At last she reached the place she liked best, the hugely swollen purple knob of his cock head. She swirled her greedy hot tongue around and around the heavily throbbing knob, getting all the delicious cream that oozed from his piss hole. Still hungry for his cream, she wriggled her pointed tongue tip into the drooling cleft of his cock head and reamed out more of the thick salty stuff.
"Awwwww, Christ," Kyle moaned, "you're getting me so damned horny, Aunt Bette."
"That's the whole idea, dear," Bette sighed.
There was no more cream for her to eat-she'd licked it all up. But she knew how to get more. Opening her lips wide, she brought them down around the big hard head of his prick. She shoved about four inches of his thick blue-veined meat into her scorching mouth. Caving in her cheeks, she began to suck noisily and roughly on his cock. Kyle gave a violent horny lurch.
"Shit, yeah!" he howled.
His piss hole began to dribble more tasty cream onto Bette's tongue. She rolled it around and savored it before swallowing. Now she had just what she wanted, a steady supply of the boy's delicious steamy cock-cream. She gurgled with excitement as she collected and gulped the pearly juice. Kyle lay back in a blissed-out daze, flushed and panting.
"Awwwww, Christ, yeah, suck me!" he moaned.
Bette was getting pretty aroused herself. Greedily she stuffed more of his heavily throbbing boner into her mouth, till she had all six inches of it. To do that she had to open her throat and let his big bulbous cock head pop inside, but she didn't mind. She wanted all of her nephew's superb young dick. She felt his scorching-hot balls rubbing her chin.
Kyle whinnied shrilly as he felt his beautiful aunt taking his prick right into her throat. Now every inch of his hugely swollen dick was sheathed in juicy wet flesh. Bette sucked him hard and fast, making an obscene slurping noise. Her mouth was hot as a blast furnace around his sensitive meat. Kyle couldn't hold still any longer. His hips began to jerk as he started fucking her mouth.
"Take it," he panted, "take my cock, suck every fuckin' inch of it. Jesus, yeah!"
Bette quivered with lusty excitement when she felt his cock start to plow back and forth in her mouth and throat. It meant he was getting very close to climax, and that soon she'd have an enormous mouthful of his delicious hot come. She redoubled her efforts, sucking furiously on his prick, her long blonde hair flying, her big tits swaying heavily.
"Ummmmmmm," she moaned.
"Awwwww, fuck, that's good," Kyle whined.
His sensitive bloated cock head felt like it was halfway to her belly. He didn't know how she managed to take it so deep. He glanced at her and saw that her lips were grotesquely stretched, her cheeks caved in, her slender throat bulging with his swollen dick. It seemed impossible for her to breath, yet she was sucking away ravenously.
The whole juicy sheath of her mouth and throat acted like a powerful vacuum on his cock, tugging and releasing. Her hot saliva gushed and boiled around his dick, and his swollen balls rubbed hard against her soft chin. Kyle grew dizzy with pleasure, and the room began to swirl before his eyes. He fucked harder, faster, into her satin-walled throat.
"Aunt Bette," he panted, "if you don't wanta eat my come, you better pull back. Can't hold out much longer."
She didn't move. She kept sucking loudly and hungrily on his cock, letting him know how badly she wanted to taste his come. Kyle was in a frenzy of horniness now, slamming his bloated prick in her throat, his eyes rolling wildly. He felt his achingly taut balls spasm hard, then release. Fiery, hot jizz raced up his cock and exploded into her throat.
"Aaagggghhhhh, eat my come!" Kyle wailed.
Bette felt the first hot sting of jizz in her throat and quickly pulled back to take the delicious steamy load onto her tongue where she could savor and taste it. Her cheeks swelled out as the howling boy pumped her mouth full of sizzling come-juice. She held it till she had to swallow or drown, then gulped the hot load with a ravenous moan. Almost instantly her mouth was full again as Kyle continued to groan and shoot. Bette savored and swallowed till at last his prick emptied and slipped from her mouth.
"Christ," Kyle gasped.
"I think you enjoyed that, didn't you, dear?" Bette grinned.
"Shit, yes," he panted. "I thought I'd never stop coming. You sure are a terrific cocksucker, Aunt Bette."
"Thank you, darling," she smiled. "Now why don't we shower and have some breakfast?"
'And then?" Kyle leered.
"And then, you horny thing, I thought we'd go to the beach," Bette said.
Kyle's face fell. "The beach?" he said. "Well, gee, Aunt Bette, I dig the beach and all, but we won't be able to have any fun there, if you know what I mean."
"Trust me," Bette said. "We're going to have plenty of fun, dear, don't you worry."
A few hours later she was making good on her promise. Kyle had imagined that California beaches would be wall-to-wall people, but Bette happened to know of a private hidden cove that was very difficult to get to. They carried their gear down a steep rugged path and found themselves in complete privacy. Bette spread out a blanket and began to undress.
"I thought I'd get in a quick swim," she said. "Want to join me?"
"Sure," Kyle said, "where are the swimming suits?"
"I didn't pack any," she grinned. "After all, we don't need them here, do we?"
"No, I guess not," Kyle laughed. He began to pull off his clothes.
Soon they were naked and running down the beach to the water. Naturally Kyle grabbed the chance to watch his aunt's fantastic body in motion, especially her huge bouncing tits. He couldn't get over his awe of those tits-so big, the size of small watermelons, and yet perfectly firm. By the time they plunged into the surf, his restless young cock was stiff as a board.
Bette swam out past the softly cresting waves, and Kyle followed, eagerly watching her naked body beneath the light green water. He noticed that she kept glancing at his stiffly wagging cock, too. It was a gorgeous hot day, and they wallowed around ;t in the water for awhile, content to ogle each other's bodies. But finally they were both too horny to go on swimming, and Bette led the way in.
They hurried up the beach, and she flopped onto the blanket, belly up, her big heaving tits and soaked golden bush exposed to the sun. Grinning at Kyle, she parted her legs wide and bent her knees, giving him a complete view of her naked slit. Kyle hadn't had enough of that yet, and he happily flopped down between her legs and studied her mysterious and exciting female crotch.
"Wow," he sighed, "it sure is different."
The reddish-pink wings of her labial folds were fringed with thick golden curls that dripped with sea water. Within the folds, now that he knew what to look for, he could see the small recessed mouth of her cunt and the saucy erect bud of her clit. The only thing that looked familiar was the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. Yet he knew the female crotch was every bit as responsive as his own.
"Aunt Bette," he said, "you said yesterday you were showing me what a guy could do to a girl with just his hands. Is there more to learn?"
"Oh, yes, dear," Bette said, "there's a lot more. Girls like it even better if you use your tongue and your mouth."
"On their pussies?" Kyle said eagerly. "Oh, wow, teach me what to do."
Bette grinned-this was exactly what she had in mind. She just hoped Kyle would prove as good and eager a student as Ronny and Steve. As she thought about having a nice juicy hot tongue on her pussy, her slit responded, growing puffy and moist and scalding-hot. She felt a little trickle of steaming juice oozing from her cunt and running down her ass crack.
"Well, dear, I think a nice place to start is to lick the girl's clit," Bette said. "Do it slowly at first, then get faster and harder."
"Okay, here goes," Kyle said, his hot breath fanning her gash.
He spread the wet curly lips of her muff and isolated the erect button of her clit. The little shaft was visibly throbbing and glistening with pussy cream. Kyle crawled up farther between his aunt's hot silky-skinned thighs, stuck out his tongue, and gently lapped her scalding love-bud. It tasted pleasantly musky. As he licked her clit, Bette shivered with pleasure and doused his chin with a hot load of cunt cream.
"Mmmmmmm, very nice, Kyle," she sighed. "It feels so good for a woman to have her clit licked. You can hardly miss with this one."
Kyle was glad to know that, because as soon as he got home he was going to ask Emily for a date and try out some of his newly learned skills. Right now, though, he was only interested in turning on his gorgeous forty-year-old aunt. He did as she'd instructed, licking her juicy clit slowly and sensuously at first. Then as her excitement mounted and she gushed more and more hot pussy cream onto his chin, he licked faster and harder.
"Ahhhhhh, yesssss," Bette moaned, "that's it, baby, lick me good, the harder the better."
To her delight Kyle was proving to be a natural-born pussy-eater, just like her other young lovers. Nobody had ever told him it was wrong or kinky for lovers to use their mouths and tongues on each other. He lapped away hungrily, savoring her musky cunt cream on his tongue before swallowing it. Bette gave him plenty of cream, too, her aroused twat drooling helplessly.
"Ooooooooo, so good!" she whined. "Yes, baby, lick my clit, get me off."
Kyle figured that would be pretty easy to do. As he tongue-lashed her juicy little love-bud, he could see it swelling up fatter and stiffer by the second. It went from a delicate pink to a glowing red, engorged and supersensitive. Each time he lashed his stiff tongue tip over the pulsating button, Bette moaned hoarsely and creamed more sticky pussy syrup onto his bobbing chin.
"All right, Kyle, you've got me really hot now," she panted. "To bring me off, suck my clit. Suck it hard."
"Right," Kyle said eagerly.
Still holding apart her hairy bush-lips, he jammed his mouth onto her stiff slick joy button, caught it between his lips, and began to suck. Bette lurched violently, gasped, and then let out a hoarse prolonged moan of pleasure. He felt his chin and cheeks splattered with her molten cunt cream. Between his lips her clit throbbed and squirted.
"FUCK, YES!" Bette howled. "SUCK MEEEEE!"
Kyle could tell that his rough hungry clit-sucking was driving her crazy with pleasure. Her reaction was violent. She screeched in ecstasy and flooded his face with her helplessly gushing pussy juice. She clawed the blanket and began jerking her hips to the rhythm of his sucking, slamming her horny little clit between his lips.
"Suck me, baby, suck!" she wailed. "Aaaaahhhhh, shit, that's so damned good!"
Kyle's face was getting flushed and sweaty from the scorching steamy heat of her aroused pussy. She was spinning out of control, writhing so violently that he had to shove his hands under her churning little ass to hold her in place. Suddenly she stiffened, and between his lips he felt her clit spasm and squirt. Then her tall ripe body went into convulsions as she howled and began to come.
"Aaaahhhhhhh!" Bette shrieked.
It was hotly arousing to Kyle to have his face jammed right into her pussy as she came. Her clit throbbed and juiced between his lips, and her spasming cunt mouth drenched his face with fiery come juice. The scorching flesh of her gash pulsed and steamed. He kept sucking her hard till she went limp and gasping for breath. Then he raised his head and grinned at her.
"How'd I do?" he said.
"Fantastic," Bette panted. "Emily is going to be putty in your hands, my young friend."
"I sure hope so," Kyle grinned. "But your young friend would like to learn some more tricks, okay?"
"Just let me catch my breath," Bette said with a blissful sigh. Again she congratulated herself on picking such young boys for lovers. They were tireless and eager to please, and they learned so fast. There was just one problem ahead of her, and that was juggling the visits of Ronny and Steve while Kyle was staying with her. But she'd worry about that tomorrow when Steve reported for "work." Right now she was having too much fun instructing her nephew to think about anything else.
"All right, Kyle, here's your next lesson," she said. "Providing Emily will let you, get your tongue up her cunt."
"Oh, yeah?" Kyle grinned. "And then what?"
"Use it like a cock," Bette said.
"Oh, I get it," he chuckled. "Okay, here goes."
He dived for her gash again, his red hair meeting her golden bush. Bette shivered with excitement as she felt his stiff pointed tongue tip rimming the juicy little mouth of her cunt. Then he crammed his long thick tongue hard into her seething snug box, shoving it right to the root in the hot musky pulp of her pussy.
"Unnnngggghhhh!" Bette gasped. "Oh, yes, baby, that's it, get that big tongue all the way into me. Fuck me with it, darling, fuck me good."
When Bette said "good," she meant "hard," that much Kyle had learned. He slid his hands under her lustily writhing ass and gripped the grinding globes to hold her steady. Then he started plunging his head up and down, fast and hard, plowing his stiffened tongue in her scorching juice-filled box. Bette responded with shrill cries of pleasure and hot blasts of cunt cream that sprayed his face.
"Yes, Kyle, yes!" she panted, "you're doing it to me good, baby. Unnngggghhhh, I love it!"
His thick slippery tongue crammed into her deliciously, stuffing her thirsty little twat and reaming out her heavily gushing juice. His nose ground against her clit, and his jerking chin aroused her horny little shitter. Her whole pussy melted with searing pleasure as the boy eagerly tongue-fucked her. She felt herself spinning toward an explosive climax.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee," she sobbed.
Kyle shivered lustily. It was a very kinky thrill to have his tongue shoved deep in her cunt as she hovered on the brink of orgasm. She screamed and started to come, and her powerfully convulsing cuntal walls squeezed his tongue almost flat. Her molten come-juice boiled around his tongue and overflowed her box, drenching his face. Her body rocked violently, her firm ass grinding against his palms.
"Ahhhhhhh, I'm coming so good," she moaned.
Kyle tongue-fucked her good and hard as she came, making her climax doubly intense, and by the time he finished with her, his face was dripping with her thick musky come-juice. He came up for air and found her flushed and gasping, her pretty face reflecting her satisfaction. She smiled fondly at him.
"Mmmmmmm, you did that so well, darling," she sighed. "When you get home, you'll have more girls than you can handle."
Kyle leered at her. Apparently she thought the lessons were over for today, but he had a surprise for her. A really kinky idea had just come into his head. To Bette's astonishment he nosed into her pussy again and tongue-lashed his way from her clit right down to her little puckered asshole. He -rimmed the clenched brownie with his tongue tip, and she felt lewd pleasure rippling through her belly.
"Kyle, you devil," she gasped, "what are you doing?"
"I haven't eaten all of you yet, Aunt Bette," he said in a muffled voice.
Bette felt his slick hot tongue tip wriggling up her ass.
"Ohhhhhhh, my God," she gasped.
Here was a kinky turn-on she'd never thought of. She shivered violently as Kyle stuffed his whole fat wet tongue up her tight sensitive shitter. .She'd had no idea she was so receptive there. Her asshole was just as sexy-feeling as her cunt, just as eager to be crammed and stuffed with thick hot meat. The pleasure was breath-taking.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck, baby, yes!" she groaned. "Stick your big tongue up my ass, fuck me with it."
She threw her legs open as wide as she could, allowing Kyle to plow his tongue right to the root in her red-hot gripping bumhole. He started to assfuck her with his juicy hot tongue, and she gurgled blissfully. It felt every bit as good as having a stiff cock in her cunt, and in some ways more exciting. She gave herself up to it, moaning, clawing the blanket, jerking her horny little shitter up and down the wet spike of his tongue.
"Uhhhhhh," she moaned.
His juicy drooling tongue made an obscene sucking and slurping noise as it reamed her pencil-thin asshole. Bette plowed her hips to his rhythm, and her hotly aroused cunt mouth blasted thick steaming juice into his face. Her pleasure mounted till it was unbearable. She screamed and began to convulse in a body-rocking orgasm.
"I'M COMING!" she screeched. "WHAAAAHHHHH, AAAGGGHHHHH!"
Kyle had never known her to come so violently, her hips jerked so hard in an instinctive fucking motion that he couldn't keep his tongue in her asshole. He rose to his knees and watched her climax, feasting his eyes on her voluptuous writhing body. Her enormous heavy tits shook wildly, and a fountain of pearly cunt-juice spurted from her twat. At last she subsided, flushed and panting.
"Kyle, that was incredible," she gasped.
"And I thought of it all by myself," he grinned.
"Yes, you did, you darling," Bette smiled, "and now I'm going to give you a reward. Lie down, on your back."
"Yes, ma'am," Kyle said eagerly.
He flopped down, his engorged young prick standing up rigid in the sunlight. Bette quickly straddled him, her knees hugging his hips, and slammed the juice-slick mouth of her cunt down around the steely spike of his cock. She took it clear to her womb in one ravenous thrust, then moaned with lusty excitement. Kyle felt her scalding pussy juice gushing into his bush and onto his balls.
"You just lie back and relax, darling," Bette leered, "and I'll fuck the socks off you."
It didn't matter that he wasn't wearing any socks-he got the idea. Folding his arms behind his head, he lay back and grinned blissfully as his gorgeous blonde aunt plowed her wet satin-walled cunt up and down the granite column of his cock. Her twat was sizzling hot and greedily tight around his prick, and she was fucking him hard and fast.
"Are you enjoying this, Kyle?" she said huskily.
"I sure as shit am," he sighed.
In fact it was like a big horny fantasy come true to have this beautiful older woman sitting over him and eagerly fucking him. He could watch her enormous creamy-pale tits wobbling like crazy, and he could watch his thick blue-veined cock stretching her red swollen cunt lips and plowing in and out of her hungrily sucking twat mouth. Blissed-out, the horny kid felt himself spinning towards orgasm.
"Fuck it to me, Aunt Bette," he groaned, "fuck my dick good and hard."
"You bet I will, darling," Bette leered. "I want you to come, and I want you to juice me real good."
That didn't take long. Kyle felt as if he'd shot ten years' worth of jizz into his aunt's greedily gulping cuntal tube. He felt totally fucked out as they gathered their gear and left the beach, but he also knew that by the time they got home his cock would be aching for more action. Luckily, Aunt Bette would be delighted to help him out.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was Monday morning, and Bette had to face the dilemma of how to juggle her affairs with Steve and Kyle. To her relief, Kyle didn't show up for breakfast. With any luck, he'd sleep in late and leave her alone with Steve.
She wandered out in the back yard to wait for Steve. As she was inspecting some roses, she thought she heard stealthy footsteps behind her, and the next thing she knew someone was grabbing her from behind and cupping her tits. She was pull ed hard against a lean masculine body, and she felt hot breath on her neck. Bette gasped. "Surprise," he said.
"I sure as hell was surprised," Bette laughed.
She leaned against him and sighed with pleasure as he cupped and squeezed her big sensitive tits. Against her ass she could feel the growing bulge at the fly of his jeans. Her pussy began to swell and heat, and she rubbed her firm round ass against the boy's cock-stand. He moaned and squeezed her tits harder.
"Mmmmmmm, that feels nice," Bette purred, "but it would feel even nicer if you took off my bra."
He chuckled, and then he was pushing her shirt up and unhooking her bra. He pushed her bra up out of the way and cupped her naked tits. His hands were hot and smooth. He rubbed his thumbs back and forth over her big pink nipples, and they sprang into fierce erection. Bette felt hot cunt juice moistening the crotch of her panties.
"Mmmmmmm, darling, I feel so horny this morning, I just can't wait," Bette sighed. "Fuck me now, dear, fuck me from behind."
Another chuckle, and then he was unzipping her jeans. She could feel his steel-hard young cock poking urgently against her ass. He tugged down her jeans and panties, and Bette dropped to her hands and knees, quivering with lusty need. She ached to feel his big hard prick inside her. She panted as she listened to him unzipping his pants.
"Hurry, darling," she moaned, "I'm dying to take your cock."
His hot hands gripped her waist, and she felt him wedging the swollen knobby head of his prick into her drooling little cunt mouth. She whined with horniness and creamed all over his hot hard prick head. Then he was plowing into her, stuffing her breathlessly full of thick throbbing cock. Bette felt a blast of pleasure that melted her whole pussy.
"Uhhhhhh, God, yes," she groaned, "get that big cock into meeeee."
The boy clung tightly to her writhing hips as he fucked her. He rammed his rigid boner fast and hard in her seething juicy cunt, giving it to her just the way she craved it. Bette wailed with pleasure and clawed the grass as she took the repeated rough lunges of his granite prick. Her gushing pussy juice splattered his belly and ran down her thighs.
"Ahhhhhhh, baby, that's so good," she moaned. "Fuck it to me, you sweet bastard. Fuck me silly!"
She spread her legs wider, letting him cram his hot smooth boner right to her womb with each savage thrust. He fucked into her so hard, her teeth rattled, and her big tits wobbled crazily. She could feel his taut nut sacs spanking her slit. With this kind of red-hot fucking, it wasn't going to take her long to get off.
"Unnnggghhh, fuck it to me, fuck!" Bette whined.
The boy was beginning to breathe loudly and harshly as he pistoned his achingly swollen prick into the steamy wet pulp of her pussy hole. She felt his hands starting to sweat on her hips. She tightened her cuntal muscles, tugging and squeezing his plowing meat, and he groaned and fucked into her even harder. The added force triggered Bette into an explosive orgasm.
"Oooooo, I'm coming!" she howled. "Whaaaahhh!"
Convulsing helplessly, she ground her squirting cunt hard around the slamming spike of his cock. She felt her scalding come-cream running down her legs as she jerked and bucked. The boy managed to keep his cock lodged deep in her twat as she climaxed, and when she finished it was still there, hot and throbbing and stiff as steel.
"Ohhhhhh, my God, that was fantastic," Bette sighed.
She decided that Steve deserved a big thank you for his terrific fucking, and she turned her head to speak to him-only to see Kyle! She could barely conceal her shock. It was Kyle who'd been fucking her all along, and she'd thought it was Steve. Her red-haired nephew gave her a big grin.
"Good morning, Aunt Bette," he said.
"Oh, uh, good morning, Kyle," Bette stammered. "Maybe you'd like to go have some breakfast?"
"Naw, I grabbed something already," he said. "And I'd rather be fucking anyhow. Let's do it a different way this time, okay?"
"Oh, okay," Bette said weakly.
She didn't have much choice. With that aching hard-on, Kyle wasn't about to let her go till he got his rocks. Not that she minded very much. The kid had already given her a marvelous fucking, and she was eager for more. Kyle pulled out and drew her down on the grass, easing her onto her back and pushing her legs open wide. He ogled her wet red slit before stuffing his rigid thick cock into her again.
"Awwwwww, shit, Aunt Bette," he moaned as he sank his hot boner deep into her twat, "your cunt's always so friggin' hot. Shit, I love to fuck you."
"I love to fuck you, too, darling," Bette sighed.
For an added kick she threw her legs around his neck and locked them there. She knew that gave the horny kid a super view of his own blue-veined dick slamming in and out between the hugely splayed lips of her cunt. He took advantage of the view, too, leering down between her thighs as he fucked her. Their first round hadn't tired him a bit. He was fucking her like a stallion.
"Unnnnhhhhh," Kyle panted.
"Oh, yes, baby, fuck it to meeeee," Bette squealed. "Fuck my pussy good, you sweet bastard."
He gave it to her even harder, his face flushed and contorted in a big pleasure-grin as he rammed his throbbing boner again and again in the scalding juicy tube of her cunt. Bette lay back gurgling and moaning, well on her way to another bomb blast of a climax, when she happened to look over Kyle's shoulder and see Steve.
"Oh, my God," she gasped.
Kyle took it for a gasp of pleasure and went on fucking her as hard as ever, but of course he didn't see what Bette saw. Steve must have just come in through the gate, for he was standing about ten feet away with his mouth hanging open and his eyes bulging. It was a few seconds before he could collect himself and move closer for a better look.
"Unnnggghhh, Aunt Bette, your cunt feels so fuckin' good," Kyle was moaning.
Steve moved within a few feet of them, and his expression changed from shock to anger. He caught Bette's eye and gave her a look of outrage and betrayal. Bette would have assured him that he could still be her lover, but at that moment she was too busy fucking Kyle. The boy's plowing cock was giving her almost unbearable pleasure. She stiffened, shuddered, and began to come, her body rocking violently.
"Ohhhhh, God," Bette gasped. "Aaaggghhh!"
"I'm coming, too, Aunt Bette," Kyle whined.
For long wonderful moments Bette was oblivious to the world around her, the delicious orgasmic convulsions rocking her body. Kyle whined and jerked his hips with lightning speed as he jetted his sizzling come against her womb. Finally she opened her eyes. Steve was still standing right behind them, hands on hips, glaring.
"What the hell is going on here?" he demanded.
"Huh?" Kyle yelped.
He leaped off Bette and whirled to face Steve. "Who are you?" he shouted. "What are you doing here?"
"Boys," Bette said, getting dizzily to her feet, "take it easy. Kyle, this is my neighbor, Steve. Steve, meet my nephew Kyle."
"I don't care if he is your nephew," Steve growled. "Why were you fucking him?"
"What makes it any of your business," Kyle snarled.
"I thought she was only fucking me," Steve said.
The cat was out of the bag. The boys stared at each other, then turned toward Bette, who grinned and shrugged. "Boys," she said, "there's no law that says I only have to fuck one person. I like fucking both of you. Is there anything wrong with that?"
"Naw, I guess not," Kyle said reluctantly.
"I suppose not," Steve said, starting to grin, "I mean not if you'll fuck me, too, Mrs. Gates. Like right now."
"That sounds like a fine idea, Steve," Bette smiled.
"Right now?" Kyle gawked. "You mean you're gonna ball him right now?"
"I don't see why not, dear," Bette purred. "I'm still very horny, and you need a rest. I think it works out quite nicely."
Steve began to strip, grinning from ear to ear, while Bette removed the rest of her rumpled clothing. Kyle stared at them awhile, then shrugged and sat down, leaning his back against a tree. He seemed resigned to sharing his beautiful aunt with another kid. Bette certainly hoped so, because she felt so horny for Steve she could hardly contain herself.
As Steve lowered his pants, her eyes darted to his cock. His handsome six-incher was hugging his belly, rigid and drooling big bubbles of juice. Bette felt an answering warmth in her cunt, a sudden swelling and moistening. She sank to the grass and opened her legs wide. Steve grinned and dived belly-down between her thighs.
"He ever eat your pussy?" he said, giving Kyle a jealous glance.
"Mmmmmm, yes," Bette grinned.
"Well, I bet he doesn't do it as good as I do," Steve boasted.
"Let's find out, then, darling," Bette cooed.
Not that she wanted to make a contest of it-she just wanted her pussy licked. She sank back shivering with excitement as Steve nosed into her steamy puffed gash and began to lick her from clit to asshole. Her lusty body responded right away, her big tits swelling up taut, her nipples going rigid. As Steve zeroed in on the slick hollow of her cunt mouth, she greeted his tongue with a hot blast of sticky pussy syrup.
"Ohhhhhh, yes, darling, lick my pussy," she moaned.
Steve -rimmed the muscular ring of her cunt mouth with the stiff wet tip of his tongue, and she squealed with excitement. Casting a glance at Kyle, she saw that he was pouting with jealousy but also watching the scene very intently. He caught every movement of Steve's glistening tongue as it circled the mouth of Bette's box.
Then Steve was jamming his thick rigid tongue deep into her cunt. "Uhhhhh!" Bette wailed. "That's it, baby, shove it in meeee."
Steve shoved his hands under her churning ass and gripped it tight as he started to tongue-fuck her. He rammed his big wet tongue furiously up and down in her scorching eager pussy hole, making an obscene slurping noise. Bette howled with pleasure and jerked her hips in time to his thrusts, taking his slippery tongue as deep as she could into her gushing box.
"Ooooooo, yes, fuck it to meeee," she screeched.
Again she glanced at Kyle and saw that his expression had changed. He was flushed, his eyes hot and glassy, and he was beginning to pant as he watched the neighbor kid noisily tongue-fucking his aunt's cunt. Bette smothered a giggle. Clearly Kyle was getting turned on by the kinky scene. She hoped he stayed that way.
"Unnnnhhhhh, so damned good!" she cried.
Steve slammed his stiff long tongue into her harder and harder, till she was gasping with ecstasy and clawing the grass. Steve was going all out to prove he could eat her pussy better than Kyle, and she was loving every second of it. He shoved his tongue right to the root in her boiling wet twat, and his nose ground against her clit, triggering her into a howling orgasm.
"Aaaaahhhh, you're making me come!" she shrieked. "Ohhhhhhh, my God, Steve! Ohhhh!"
As her body began to convulse she had a dizzy glimpse of Kyle fisting his cock and starting to jack off.
Steve tongue-fucked her furiously as she came, knowing it would intensify her pleasure, and he didn't stop till she went limp and panting. Then he raised his face from her steaming slit and wiped off some of the pearly come-juice that dripped from his cheeks and chin. He leered down at Bette.
"Got you off pretty good, didn't I?" he said.
"It was beautiful, darling," Bette sighed.
"Well, I'm not finished with you yet," Steve growled.
He shoved his cream-smeared face into her crotch again, and this time he caught her erect horny clit between his lips and started sucking it like crazy. Though she'd just finished coming, Bette felt an instant blast of hot lust that melted her whole pussy, and she shrieked and dug her fingers into the grass. Searing pleasure ripped through her belly as Steve sucked hard and fast on her eager joy button.
"Eeeeeee!" Bette squealed. "Suck meeee!"
Dizzily she glanced over at her nephew and saw him watching the scene with horny fascination. He had a lusty little grin on his face, and he was slowly and sensuously pumping his rigid blue-veined cock. Bette didn't think jealousy was going to be a problem with him any more. All he could think about was getting his turn with her cunt. As he studied Steve's clit-sucking technique, big globs of juice began to leak from his piss hole.
Bette gurgled with pleasure as Steve stretched and kneaded her horny little clit between his roughly sucking lips. Then she felt him slip his hand into her scorching pussy and feel around till he found the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. Still sucking noisily on her joy button, he popped the tip of his little finger into her asshole and wriggled it around.
"Ooooooo," Bette squealed, "Steve, you devil, that feels great. Yes, baby, stick your finger up my ass, go!"
Her lewd words really had an effect on Kyle. He dropped his rigid boner and crawled right up beside Steve and Bette to get a closer view of the action. Bug-eyed, he watched Steve ease his stiff little finger up Bette's puckered light-brown bumhole. Then Kyle's eyes darted to Steve's lips, and he watched the kid sucking and stretching her throbbing red clit.
Steve began pumping his rigid finger roughly up and down in her horny gripping shitter, and Bette went wild with pleasure. Steve was really proving himself a first-class pussy eater today. With both her clit and her asshole deliciously stimulated, she shrieked ecstatically and creamed all over his face. She felt herself rising dizzily toward another climax.
"Frig my ass, suck me!" she gasped. "You're gonna do it to me, baby, I'm gonna come." She slammed her pussy down hard, taking his finger right to the last knuckle in her greedy little shitter and forcing her swollen clit between his lips.
Kyle, crouching close and watching intently, looked as if he was going to cream his jeans any second now. As he watched Bette's mounting frenzy of lust, he panted loudly, and his rigid young cock gave a violent lurch and leaked more thick hot cream. Just then Bette wailed and started to come, her huge tits flopping wildly, her luscious ripe body convulsing.
"Aaahhhhhhh, yessss!" she groaned. "Whaaahhh!"
Steve jerked his stiff finger furiously in her asshole as she came, but he couldn't keep his lips around her slippery squirting clit, her body was jerking so violently. He rose to his knees and watched her coming, ass-fucking her deeply with his finger. He glanced at Kyle as if to say, "Okay, smart-ass, let's see you do better."
Kyle caught his glance and knew what it meant. "Let me have a turn with her," he panted.
"Uh-uh," Steve grinned, "I haven't fucked her yet. When I'm through, you can have your turn."
"Shit," Kyle muttered.
But he didn't say it angrily. He wasn't mad at Steve any more, he was just so achingly horny he felt like his cock was going to explode. But he looked forward to watching another kinky round of sex between his aunt and the neighbor kid. Kyle was quickly learning what a powerful turn-on it was to watch another couple getting it on.
As Bette came down from her climax, Steve whipped his finger out of her brownie and threw her legs up over his shoulders. She knew what he was planning. He was going to fuck her just like he'd seen Kyle fucking her, only he was going to do it better. If he wanted to try, that was great with Bette. She screamed with pleasure as he crammed his thick six-inch boner into her cunt.
"Eeeeee, give it to me!" she cried.
"I'll give it to you all right, baby," Steve snorted. "This is a fuck you won't forget."
With her legs locked behind his neck, he could get deeply into her, and he took advantage of the chance, cramming his rock-hard prick clear to her womb with each violent thrust. Bette loved it that way, and she screeched with pleasure. He fucked into her so hard that her mammoth tits wobbled wildly and the hot cream was forced out of her crammed cunt, splattering on his belly.
"Hard enough for you, baby?" he panted.
"Ohhhhhh, shit, yes," Bette sobbed, "you know I love it this way. Fuck it to me, Steve, fuck!"
Kyle hadn't moved. He was practically sitting on them in his eagerness to watch them fuck. His hot horny eyes were glued to Steve's thick throbbing boner as it plunged roughly in and out between Bette's hugely spread cunt lips. Kyle fisted his cock again and pumped it slowly, needing the pleasure but wanting to save his hard-on. He saw that Steve was going to be a pretty tough act to follow.
"Ahhhhh, you're fucking me so good," Bette groaned. "Don't stop, I'm going to come."
"I'll make you come all right, baby," Steve panted. "I'll fuck the living shit out of you."
He hammered his steely prick into her so hard that she began scooting backwards on the grass. He followed right along, fucking her like a pile driver, while she screamed and drenched his ramming prick with scalding pussy juice. Bette had never been fucked so hard in her life. She was gasping for breath as a gigantic orgasm exploded deep in her cunt.
"Ooooooo, now!" she screeched. "I'm coming!"
Steve had managed to hold out till that moment, but as her convulsing cunt gripped and squeezed his swollen prick, he yelped and gushed his scalding jizz against her womb. He sank onto her, groaning, and they jerked and writhed together till his cock emptied. Then he gave a big satisfied sigh and rolled off her.
"Okay," he grinned at Kyle, "your turn. Let's see how good you can eat her."
Kyle grinned right back at him. "I don't have time for that," he said. "I got something better in mind."
Kyle had figured he'd have to come up with something pretty wild to top Steve's act, and as he watched them fucking he'd come up with a really kinky idea. He was sure Aunt Bette would go for it once she got over her surprise. He rolled her over onto her hands and knees, and she grinned and raised her ass up in the air, waiting for the first delicious thrust of his rigid young prick.
She got it, but not where she'd expected it.
As she shivered with lusty anticipation, she felt Kyle rubbing the hard knob of his prick head over her soaked slit, getting it wet and slick. The next sensation was like somebody shoving a baseball bat up her ass. She gasped as she felt Kyle ramming his thick six-inch cannon deep into her shitter. Before she could even react, he crammed his dick clear to the balls in the fiery tight hole.
"Uhhhhhh, my god!" Bette gasped.
His cock sunk to the hilt in her hugely stretched brownie, Kyle turned to Steve and said smugly, "I bet you never did this to her."
Steve shook his head wonderingly. "I gotta hand it to you, man," he said, "I'd never have thought no of that."
While the boys exchanged their remarks, Bette's hugely stuffed asshole was adjusting to the presence of Kyle's thick throbbing boner. Her shitter was just as greedy and receptive as her cunt, and she felt the slick hot walls expanding to take the spike of his cock. As he began to move in her, she felt a surge of kinky pleasure.
"Well, how about it, Aunty?" Kyle grinned. "You like my new idea?"
"Oooooooo, yesssss," Bette hissed. "Yes, baby, that feels great. Do it to me, fuck me in the ass."
Kyle grinned triumphantly at Steve, then turned his attention to ass-fucking his moaning aunt. He pistoned his bloated rock-hard cock deep into her fiery bowels, and she responded with the horny jerking of her pussy, cramming her slick shitter up and down the granite column of his prick. Bette had never tried ass-fucking before, not even with her husband, and she was delighted to discover how great it felt.
"Fuck that big thing into me," she panted. "Ahhhhhh, Kyle, I love it. Your cock feels so great in my ass."
There was no jealousy between the boys now. As Kyle blissfully crammed his horny young cock in and out of his aunt's puckered brownie, Steve sat right beside them watching the action and getting more hotly turned on by the second. When Bette could rip her attention away from the delicious butt-fucking, she saw that Steve was getting another fantastic hard-on.
That was fine with Bette. She knew she'd have no trouble taking care of him. And if Kyle happened to get another cock-stand, well, that was fine, too. No problem at all....
CHAPTER EIGHT
Since the boys were getting along so well, Bette invited Steve to come in the house and have more fun with her and Kyle. She was quickly discovering the advantages of having two young lovers instead of one. No sooner had one boy finished fucking her than the other eagerly took his place.
But with all that fucking, sooner or later they had to take a breather. They cleaned up, had a snack, and Bette passed out Cokes to the boys while she relaxed with a beer.
"Tell me, Steve," she grinned, "did you have a chance to try out your new tricks with Cindy?"
"Oh, man, did I ever," Steve sighed.
"Who's Cindy?" Kyle asked.
"She's my steady girl," Steve said, "but she wouldn't let me go all the way with her. Then your aunt taught me how to eat pussy."
"And?" Kyle grinned.
"She went ape," Steve beamed. "She loved it. This was last Friday night, and I had my Dad's car. Anyhow, we parked, and I started going down on her, and she just couldn't get enough."
"Fantastic," Kyle said. "I got this girl back home, Emily, that I wanta try it out on. But did you score?"
Now Steve's grin was almost splitting his face. "Yep," he said, "I fucked her three times."
"No more arguments?" Bette chuckled.
"Not as long as I eat her pussy," Steve said. "I'm telling you, Kyle, it really works great. Emily's gonna love it."
Kyle sighed in happy anticipation. Bette felt glad that Steve had made it with his girl, but personally she was getting horny again. They were all sitting around naked in the living room, and she couldn't help noticing that as Steve related his success with Cindy, both boys had gotten fierce hard-ons. She got up and stretched out on the rug, opening her legs to give them a tantalizing glimpse of her moist red slit.
"Speaking of pussy eating," she grinned, "I could use a little myself."
Kyle and Steve almost bumped into each other as they leaped from their chairs and hurried over to her. For a moment she thought they were going to fight over her, but then Kyle grinned and gave way. He sat down beside Bette and started playing with her big hot tits while Steve crawled between her legs. Bette felt hot anticipation, and her large pink nipples went stiff against Kyle's kneading palms.
She bent her knees back and let her legs fall wide open. Steve's hot breath tickled her naked slit. He parted the blonde-haired lips of her bush and isolated the bright red bud of her clit. His wet tongue snaked out, and he began to lap her horny little love-bud slowly and sensuously, swirling his slick tongue around the throbbing shaft. Bette squealed with pleasure and let her legs fall open even wider.
"Ahhhhhh, that's so good, Steve," she sighed. "You eat pussy like a pro."
"What about me, Aunt Bette?" Kyle grinned as he handled her hot silky tits.
"You're great, too, darling," Bette said. "I'm so lucky to have both of you."
As Steve's tongue lashed and swirled expertly over her greedy hot clit, Bette sighed again and closed her eyes, thinking how wonderful it was to have two eager young studs at the same time. She didn't know it, but she was about to have three. She'd been so blown away by fucking both boys, she'd completely forgotten that she'd asked Ronny to drop by every weekday afternoon.
* * *
At that moment Ronny was jogging his way to Bette's house. He could hardly wait to see her. The beautiful older woman turned him oh like crazy, and he'd spent the whole weekend without her. Already he was imagining lurid exciting scenes of them fucking and sucking. His cock began to stiffen as he jogged.
As he ran up Bette's front walk, some devilish urge took over, and he decided to have a peek in the window before he rang the doorbell. It would be fun to spy on Bette and see what she was doing, what she was wearing. He'd even heard that girls play with themselves, just like guys. It would be a real rush to see her doing that.
He stopped in front of a big picture window and peered inside. At first he simply didn't believe his eyes. It couldn't be happening. It was too kinky, too wild-and too infuriating. He'd been so sure he was the only guy fucking Mrs. Gates. Then he looked again.
"Shit!" he gasped.
Ronny's eyes hadn't deceived him. On the rug he saw Bette and two teenage boys, all of them stark naked. Bette was on her back, legs lewdly spread, while one of the boys gobbled her pussy. The other boy was sitting beside her and fooling around with her gorgeous big tits. Ronny quivered with anger and jealousy. He'd been completely left out of the fun.
What to do? His pride told him to just turn around and go home and never visit the bitch again. But his cock told him it would burst if he didn't get laid soon. He was more inclined to listen to his cock. There had to be some way for him to get into the house and demand his share of the fun. He crept around back, through the gate, and tried the back door. It was unlocked.
Quietly Ronny crept from kitchen to living room until he was standing about twenty feet behind the naked trio. Gathering his courage, he spoke:
"Mrs. Gates, dammit, what's going on?"
They all jumped a foot, then whirled to gawk at him. Bette blushed hotly. "Oh, Ronny," she said, "I'm so sorry, I'd forgotten you were coming."
"Who the hell is he?" Steve demanded.
"How many guys have you been fucking anyhow, Aunt Bette?" Kyle said in bewilderment.
"Who are they?" Ronny cried.
Bette held up her hands for silence. "All right, boys," she sighed, "I'll tell you everything. I've been fucking all three of you, but nobody else. I don't know why we can't all get along together. Let me just introduce you...."
Gradually the boys calmed down and agreed they'd have to share Bette, especially when she promised them there was nobody else involved. Meanwhile Bette was wondering how on earth she could satisfy three lusty teenage boys at once. Well, she'd find a way. In fact it could be a whole lot of fun. The only question was, which boy to take on first.
Kyle solved that one for her. "I guess we're gonna have to flip a coin," he said.
The others reluctantly agreed, and Ronny won the toss. That brightened his spirits considerably. He ogled Bette's lush mature body and began to strip. Steve and Kyle flopped down on the rug to watch, not too disappointed, for they'd already learned what a turn-on it was to be the audience at an orgy. Bette watched with mounting excitement as her youngest lover undressed.
Ronny didn't disappoint her. His handsome six-inch cock was fiercely stiff and very thick. The cleft of his prick head was drooling fat glistening bubbles of juice. As he walked toward her, his rigid dick wagged stiffly and his swollen hairless balls quivered ever so slightly. Bette felt a hot rush of juice from her cunt.
"So you won the toss, dear?" she purred. "Just what would you like to do?"
Ronny gave a low hoarse groan. "Oh, wow, Mrs. Gates," he sighed, "I been so horny thinking about you all weekend, all I wanta do is fuck."
"That's just fine with me, Ronny," Bette said huskily.
"Could we do it dog style?" Ronny said eagerly.
"Anything you want, dear," Bette said.
She dropped to her hands and knees, poking her small round ass up in the air. Ronny knelt behind her and grabbed her hips for balance. He plunged his rigid boner hard into her juicy slick cunt, groaning as he sheathed his swollen cock in the steaming pulp of her fuck hole. Bette gasped and shivered with pleasure as the lusty boy began to fuck her hard and fast.
"Ahhhhh, yes, give it to me hard!" she cried. "Yes, Ronny, fuck!"
"Awwwwww, shit, feels so great," Ronny whined.
"No shit?" Steve said enviously.
"Yeah, man, tell us about it," Kyle pouted.
But soon their jealousy changed to lusty excitement as they watched the slim brown-haired kid fucking Bette like a pile driver. Ronny went totally ape, oblivious of his audience, as he eagerly plowed his bloated dick again and again into Bette's searing-hot juicy cuntal tube. He had his eyes screwed shut in ecstasy, and his hips jerked with lightning speed.
"Awwwwww, Christ," he whined, "your cunt's so fuckin' hot, aaaaawwwww!"
Bette didn't know which was turning her on more, Ronny's stallion-like fucking or the reaction of their audience. She found herself wickedly aroused by being watched as she took the repeated savage thrusts of Ronny's granite prick. Steve and Kyle were inching closer, wanting a better view of the furious fucking. They settled a foot away, on either side of the humping couple, their eyes glassy and hot.
There was plenty to watch. They could see Ronny's thick blue-veined cock slamming in and out between the swollen splayed lips of Bette's cunt. They could watch Bette's enormous ripe tits flopping and swaying from the force of his fucking. They could observe Bette's growing arousal, her face contorted in a pleasure-grimace, her tongue lolling out, her eyes rolling.
"Ahhhhhh, fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee," she wailed.
And then there were the noises, equally exciting to Kyle and Steve. Bette uttered hoarse dirty words to let Ronny know how much she loved his cock. Ronny whined and moaned and panted as he fucked her. His thick cock made an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the thick hot juice from her gripping pussy. All of it was turning the boys on like mad.
"Jesus, look at him go," Kyle said wonderingly. "He's really giving it to her."
"Yeah, it's hell getting old," Steve said dryly. "I'd have a heart attack if I fucked that hard."
He could be sarcastic, but his rigid drooling cock betrayed his hot arousal. Kyle's prick was in the same condition, achingly stiff and oozing a helpless stream of pearly juice. The two boys sighed and panted as they watched little Ronny fucking the shit out of their gorgeous older mistress. It looked like the kid wouldn't stop till he'd worn his cock off.
"Awwwww," Ronny bawled. "Fantastic!"
"I wish he wouldn't tell us about it," Kyle groaned.
"Hey, kid," Steve said, "don't take all fucking day."
But Ronny didn't hear or see them. Eyes closed, cock thundering, he went blissfully fucking on and on, making up for a whole weekend without Mrs. Gates' searing-hot inviting pussy. His belly smacked loudly against her upturned ass, and his swollen balls spanked her slit. Bette sobbed with pleasure and clawed the rug.
"Unnnggghhhh, yes, baby, you're doing it to me so good," she gasped. "You're gonna make me come."
"Thank God for that," Steve said.
"That doesn't mean he's gonna come," Kyle reminded him.
Bette gathered from their words that her other two lovers were about to rebel if they didn't get a turn with her soon. She knew how to arrange that. She felt a bomb blast of a climax exploding deep in her cunt, and she used it to bring Ronny right along with her. She deliberately strengthened the violent spasms of her cUntal walls, squeezing the boy's slamming cock almost flat and milking the jizz right out of his balls.
"I'M COMING!" she wailed. "UNNNHHH, SO GOOD!"
"AWWWWWW, SHIT, ME, TOO!' Ronny howled, somewhat taken by surprise.
He'd planned to go on fucking her for at least an hour, just to show those other guys what he could do, but Bette's powerful cuntal muscles were tugging and squeezing his cock till he just couldn't hold out. He felt his balls spasm and shoot, and searing jizz streaked up his cock and splattered her womb. His small taut ass knotted and jerked helplessly until his cock had emptied. He fell off her, gasping for breath.
"Holy shit," Ronny panted, "I didn't mean to come so quick."
"Awwwwww, too bad," Steve grinned.
"That's the breaks, buddy," Kyle chuckled.
There was another coin toss, and this time Steve was the winner. Already naked and ready, he approached Bette with his handsome long prick wagging stiffly. Bette creamed at the sight of it and felt just as horny as if she hadn't been fucked. Steve rolled her onto her back and lifted her legs up over his shoulders. He'd been addicted to that position ever since he'd seen Kyle fucking her that way.
"I can fuck you a lot longer than that kid did," he boasted.
"His name is Ronny, dear, not 'that kid'," Bette mildly scolded, "and don't brag till you've proved it."
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"Oh, all right," Steve chuckled. "Here goes."
He crammed his granite cock hard into her come-soaked cunt, so hard that he plowed against her womb and his thick shaft reamed out a huge load of cream that splattered his belly. He slipped his hands under her ass and held her tightly in place as he began to fuck her like a stallion, ramming his rigid boner hard and fast and deep in her seething pussy hole.
"How's that, baby?" he leered. "This the way you wanta get fucked?"
"Unnnnhhh, Yes!" Bette gasped, "fuck that big cock into me hard!"
Her legs locked around his neck, she lay back and gurgled with pleasure as he hammered his steely rod into her. Her pretty face was soon flushed with arousal, her eyes rolling crazily. She creamed helplessly around his cramming cock, and the thick juice overflowed her stuffed cunt, splattering his belly and balls and dribbling down her ass crack.
"Ooooooo, Steve, your big cock feels so good in meeee," she whined.
Steve leered smugly at his audience, but Kyle and Ronny weren't looking at his face. Crouching close by, utterly fascinated, they were watching his thick blue-veined boner ramming up and down between the swollen red lips of Bette's cunt. His prick splayed her cunt lips almost to bursting and forced out big waves of hot pearly pussy-juice.
"Not bad," Ronny had to admit.
"Hey, give it to her, man," Kyle panted, hotly excited from watching, "really fuck the shit out of her."
"I'm trying," Steve panted, "I'm trying."
But soon he was paying no attention to his audience. He was only aware of how hot and tight and juicy her cunt was as he crammed his achingly bloated dick into it again and again. He was absorbed in watching his own thick boner stretching her cunt lips and vanishing into her steaming pulp. He was fucking her good, and he knew it from the way she howled and gurgled and creamed all over his prick.
"Aaaaahhhh, I love it!" Bette wailed. "Keep fucking me hard, Steve, get me off."
"You bet I will, baby," Steve leered.
Her box seemed to be getting tighter by the second. Steve didn't know it, but she was about to fool him just like she'd fooled Ronny. She didn't see any point in making a fucking contest out of the whole afternoon, so she wasn't going to let any of the boys win. As she felt herself starting to climax, Bette squeezed his slamming prick as hard as she could with the strong slick walls of her cunt.
"You're doing it to me, Steve," she gasped. "I'm coming, whaaaahhhh! Ohhhh, come with me, cream me!"
"Naw," Steve panted, "I'll hold out and-oh, shit, awwwwww!"
As her gorgeous body began to rock and convulse, he felt her spasming cunt closing around his prick like a velvet vise. His deeply lodged cock was squeezed, tugged and milked. His balls seemed to explode, and the next thing he knew he was fucking into her with lightning speed and flooding her gripping cunt with loads of hot jizz.
"That's it, darling, squirt!" Bette wailed.
"Unnnggghhh," Steve groaned.
He fucked her till his cock emptied, then rolled away, looking a little sheepish. "Jesus," he panted, "I didn't think I was gonna get off so quick."
"Tough," Kyle grinned. "Get out of my way."
His cock bloated almost to bursting, Kyle moved toward his aunt, who was flushed and panting and still enjoying the delicious after-shocks of her climax. Kyle lay down on his back next to her, and she admired his rigidly standing young cock. Blue veins bulged on the bloated shaft, and thick streams of juice poured from the cleft of his prick head. Kyle leered at her.
"Sit on me, Aunty," he invited.
"All right, dear," Bette purred.
She straddled him, her knees hugging his hips, and she brought the dripping hot mouth of her cunt down around the big hard knob of his cock head. Kyle moaned at the first steaming contact of cock and cunt, and he reached out to grip her slim waist and hold her in place. He grunted and slam med his steely rod deep and hard into her box, till his balls slapped her wet slit.
"Uhhhhh," he sighed, "you got it all, Aunt Bette, I'm all the way into you."
"I feel it, darling," Bette moaned. "It's marvelous. Now fuck me with it, Kyle, fuck me with your big cock."
"Oh, shit, will I ever," Kyle groaned.
His slim hips began to jerk and pump, and Bette felt her lusty little fuck hole crammed again and again with hot throbbing meat. He fucked into her just as hard and fast as the other boys. That was the way she wanted it, but she still wasn't going to let it turn into a rivalry. If they were all going to have fun together, these boys had to learn to be friends. That meant getting Kyle so excited that he'd shoot his load quickly.
The first step was dirty words-Bette knew how effective they were with wildly horny teenage boys. She leered down at her panting nephew and said hoarsely, "You're fucking me good, Kyle, so damned good. Ahhhh, yes, your big cock feels so good in my cunt."
Kyle grinned hugely and fucked her even harder. "How about that?" he panted.
"Mmmmmm, that's even better," Bette groaned. "You're fucking me crazy, baby. Ohhhhh, yes!"
She was trying to get him hopelessly excited, but she meant every word she said. Her handsome nephew had never fucked her so hard and fast. She threw her head back and wailed with pleasure as his big hard boner plowed deep into her furiously juicing box. It made a lewd sucking noise as it reamed the thick pussy syrup right out of her.
Meanwhile Ronny and Steve were gawking lustily at Kyle's thick blue-veined cock as it jerked savagely in and out of her pouting hair-fringed cunt lips. Each time the bloated meat emerged from her box, it dripped with her cream, and each time it plowed into her, Kyle's achingly swollen nut sacs spanked her juice-soaked gash.
"He's doing it to her pretty good," Ronny conceded.
"You bet he is," Steve said, supporting his new friend. "Give it to her, man, fuck her good."
Kyle was red-faced with effort and breathing harshly as he tried to fuck his howling aunt harder and faster than the other guys. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and he got so excited that he almost came as he watched Bette's mammoth pink-nippled tits wobbling like jello from the force of his fucking. Her cunt was so tight and searing hot, and it seemed to get tighter all the time.
"Oooooooo, Kyle," she squealed, "I can't stand it, I'm going to come. Fuck it to me, baby, fuck!"
The gasping red-faced boy summoned all his strength and plowed his cock into her so hard and fast that her teeth rattled and her enormous tits swung wildly back and forth. His steely cock rammed hard against her womb and blasted her into orgasm. The pleasure was so dizzying, she almost blacked out, but she remembered to milk his cock hard with her convulsing cuntal walls.
"I'M COMING!" she screeched. "AAAGG GHHH!"
Kyle smiled in triumph as they watched her sway, howl and come. He intended to be fucking her just as hard when she finished, but suddenly he felt her cunt gripping his prick and getting hot as a blast furnace. Her convulsing box seemed to suck the jizz right out of his balls, and he found himself spinning into a helpless climax.
"Ahhhhh, fuck, unnnhhhhh!" Kyle roared.
Steve and Ronny exchanged grins as they watched Kyle's hot pearly come-juice dripping from Bette's hair-fringed cunt mouth. He hadn't been able to beat their record. In fact it was impossible to say who'd fucked her the longest. Hell, they were all having so much fun, it didn't matter any more.
"Ooooooo, yeah, cream me good," Bette wailed.
Kyle groaned and fucked into her like a pile driver as he shot load after load of sizzling come juice against her womb. As his exhausted cock slipped from her streaming box, she grinned and crawled off him, leaving him flushed and gasping for breath. He looked a little surprised, just as the others had done.
"Sonofabitch," he muttered, "how'd that happen?"
"Never mind, dear," Bette cooed. "I think it's time for a breather. Cokes, anybody?"
While they rested, Ronny proclaimed, "Man, I bet I was hornier than anybody. I mean, a whole weekend without sex." Then he grinned, reddened, and said, "Well, not quite."
"Ronny, you devil," Bette laughed, "I think you've been holding out on us. What's your secret?"
Ronny grinned broadly. "I finally got a date with a girl," he said. "It was Friday night. Her name's Karen. Man, what a sexy chick."
"How far did you get?" Steve said eagerly.
"All the way, thanks to Mrs. Gates," Ronny said. "I ate her pussy, just the way you showed me, ma'am, and she really got off on it. After that she let me fuck her."
"Oh, wow," Kyle sighed. "I wish I was home so I could try it out on Emily."
"Just two more weeks and you will be," Bette soothed. "And meanwhile you've got me. I'm not so bad, am I?"
All three boys ogled her big-titted sleek body, and Kyle said, "Oh, wow, Aunt Bette, you're the greatest."
Bette suddenly felt as if their eyes were burning into her naked body. The boys stared hungrily at her big stiff-nippled tits and her thick triangle of golden muff curls. She felt a rush of lust so powerful that she almost dropped her beer. As far as she was concerned, the rest period was over! She eased out of her chair and onto the rug.
"My goodness," she sighed, "I don't know why, but I feel so horny all of a sudden. Come here, Ronny-you've had the most rest."
"Yes, ma'am," he grinned.
"Just lie down, dear," Bette cooed, "and let me do the work."
"Anything you say, Mrs. Gates," he sighed.
He lay down on his back, and Bette hungrily ogled his handsome semi-rigid cock. Kneeling over him, she dipped her face into his crotch and started licking his prick. Ronny gasped with excitement, and the other two boys came scurrying over to watch what she was doing. They saw her gleaming little tongue swirling all over Ronny's cock.
"Lucky bastard," Steve panted.
"Ohhhhh, man," Kyle moaned.
Bette caught the rubbery head of Ronny's dick between her lips and gave a powerful suck. His cock zipped into her mouth, and the boy gasped and moaned. She drew in the elastic meat till his balls rubbed her chin. With a lewd slurping noise she began to blow him, her mouth hot and juicy and tight around his cock. Ronny's eyes rolled wildly.
"Uhhhh, shit, yeah," he gasped, "suck my cock, Mrs. Gates."
Bette could have gone on for hours sucking and tasting his delicious prick, but the teenage kid was very easily aroused. In less than a minute she felt his cock mushrooming in her mouth. The thick hard base of his prick stretched her lips almost to bursting, and the big knobby head of his cock plowed into her throat. Bette whipped her head back, releasing his prick, and eyed the results.
"Mmmmmm, look at that gorgeous hard-on," she sighed.
"You can fuck it if you want," Ronny eagerly invited.
"That's just what I had in mind, dear," Bette said as she straddled him.
Sitting over his lap, she seized his rigid thick boner and crammed it greedily into her flaming-hot cunt. Moaning with lusty excitement, she slammed her pussy down hard around the big meaty spike, till her dripping slit touched his balls. Feeling his bloated cock sheathed in her scorching slick pussy pulp, Ronny whined with pleasure and started to fuck into her.
"Ahhhhh, yes, darling, cram it to me," Bette moaned. "Fuck me good, Ronny, fuck!"
Ronny was too blissed-out to speak. He just grinned and hammered his swollen cock into her deliciously tight hot fuck hole. Steve and Kyle, crouched close by, moaned in chorus, and their young cocks slurched into life, going stiff and bloated and pointing at the ceiling. Bette realized with surprise and amusement that suddenly they all wanted to fuck her at once.
Too bad that wasn't possible. Or was it? Her heart pounded as a wicked idea came to her. There just might be a way that she could take on all three boys at the same time. It sure as hell would be fun to try. She gave Steve and Kyle a lazy, sexy stare.
"Are you boys getting impatient?" she cooed.
"Shit, yes," Steve panted.
"I'm so horny, I can't stand it," Kyle complained.
"Then I'll help both of you out," Bette grinned. "Steve, get behind me and fuck me in the ass."
He gawked for a moment, then broke into a huge grin. "Coming right up, Mrs. Gates," he said eagerly.
He got behind her and straddled Ronny's legs, and the next thing Bette felt was his rock-hard young prick cramming deep and fast into her scalding little shitter. It was a delicious sensation, but even more fantastic was having two cocks in her belly. She felt fantastically stuffed with hot throbbing meat. Ronny's stiff cock sawed away, separated from Steve's jerking prick by just a thin wall of flesh.
"Ohhhhh, my God!" Bette yelped. "Marvelous!"
Why hadn't she thought of this before? She gurgled with lusty pleasure as the boys matched each other's rhythm and plowed their steely cocks into her at the same time, fucking hard and deep into her greedy wet cunt and eager slick asshole. She was stuffed so full of cock, she could hardly breathe. Now, this was fucking!
"Unnnnggghhhh, so fuckin' good!" Bette howled. "Shit, yes, boys, fuck it to me good, fuck my cunt, fuck my ass!"
Kyle, still sitting on the sidelines, caught her eye and gave her a peculiar look, half lust and half anger. "So you like taking two cocks at once, huh, Aunty?" he growled. "Well, that's just great, but what about me? I'm the only one that's left out of the fun."
Dizzy with pleasure, Bette struggled to speak coherently to her pissed-off nephew. "Kyle, you're not left out," she panted. "I want you to fuck me in the mouth."
He broke into a big grin and leaped up to stand in front of her, straddling Ronny's jerking body. Gingerly he bent down his achingly rigid cock and brushed the creaming head against her lips. Bette hungrily opened her mouth as wide as she could, and Kyle shivered lustily and eased his bloated dick inside, sliding it over her scalding wet tongue.
"Yeah, eat me, Aunty," he moaned, "suck my dick."
Bette closed her red-glossed lips around the thick base of his cock and started sucking it ravenously, noisily. In her dizzy excitement she swallowed the hard knobby head of his cock, taking him so deep that his balls rasped against her chin. Kyle flushed red with lust and shuddered as he felt his bloated cock head squeezed in the satiny tube of her throat.
"Jesus, yeah!" he groaned. "Suck me!"
All the while she was sucking ravenously on her nephew's tasty cock, Bette was enjoying the hard double-fucking of her ass and cunt. Steve and Ronny whined and groaned as they stuffed their throbbing boners into her at that same time. They could feel each other's rigid thick cocks through the thin fleshy wall separating shitter and twat, and that added to their hot arousal. Bette was spinning out of control, dizzily excited to be taking three cocks at once.
"Unmmmmm!" she moaned. "Uhhhhhhh!"
Never in her wildest fantasies had she imagined doing anything like this, and not even in her lustiest moments with Len had she experienced such crazy excitement. She sucked powerfully on Kyle's cock and ground her cunt and asshole hard around Steve and Ronny's plowing pricks. She began to come, and it felt as if her body would blast apart.
"Unnnggghhh!" Bette wailed.
Her mouth, ass and cunt all contracted at the same time, and the boys yelped and started to come with her, jetting their scalding jizz into her throat, shitter and fuck hole. The molten come seemed to fill her whole body. It was the wildest fuck of her life, probably the wildest she'd ever have. How could she top fucking three young studs at once?
It forced her to ask herself, Where do I go from here?
CHAPTER NINE
A month passed, and Bette's life changed completely. She realized she was playing a dangerous game with her teenage lovers and that sooner or later she'd have to give them up. So she'd gone to work on finding a man her own age, because naturally she wasn't going to deprive herself of regular fucking.
Kyle was no problem. He'd gone home to his parents and had written her an excited letter about his success with Emily. It was a little harder for her to break things off with Steve and Ronny, but finally they agreed it was time to confine themselves to girls their own age. It was just about then that Bette happened to run into an old family friend, Jason Prentiss.
Jason was fifty, widowed and rich and attractive. He'd known that Bette had lost her husband and had been intending to phone her after a decent interval had passed. Bette assured him that she was ready to date again, and within two weeks they were engaged to be married. Knowing Jason was somewhat old-fashioned about morals, Bette coyly declined to fuck him before their wedding night.
The morning of their wedding found Bette worried and wondering if she'd made a mistake. What if Jason was a dud in bed? Maybe she'd been wrong not to fuck him before agreeing to marry him. True, he was a terrifically sexy guy, and his kisses made her pussy melt, but that still didn't indicate what kind of lay he was. However she felt committed to go through with the ceremony and just hope for the best.
The ceremony seemed endless, but finally Bette and Jason were alone together, riding in his sleek little sports car on their way to his remote desert vacation home. Bette glanced at her new husband and thought how handsome he was-a big broad-shouldered guy with ruggedly attractive features and thick black hair graying at the temples. Jason caught her glance and grinned.
"Happy?" he said.
"Of course, darling," Bette smiled.
But she wouldn't be sure until he took her to bed. They reached his Spanish-style house around sunset, and as they were getting out of the car the front door was opened by a lanky dark-haired boy in his teens. He was a startlingly handsome kid, and he looked vaguely familiar. Bette turned to Jason in surprise.
"Who's that boy, darling?" she asked. "I thought we were going to be alone."
"Oh, that's just my son Ted," Jason said. "He's a well-behaved boy. He won't be in our way."
Bette realized that in the excitement of their courtship she'd forgotten that Jason had a son.
"Come and meet him," Jason said.
Bette felt suddenly lusty. She'd never fucked a boy that young. She reminded herself that this kid was Jason's son, in fact her stepson, and that she'd better not get turned on to him, but as they approached the smiling boy her eyes darted to the crotch of his skin-tight jeans. There was a big soft bulge there, and Bette felt her pussy go hot and hungry.
"Ted, meet Bette," Jason said.
"Hi, Mom," the boy grinned. "It's sure gonna be nice having a woman around the house again. Dad and I can't cook worth shit."
Jason laughed and rumpled the boy's hair, and Bette gave the kid a big affectionate hug. "Thank you, Ted," she said. "I'm sure we're going to get along just fine."
All through dinner Bette couldn't keep her eyes off the boy, and she noticed that he kept glancing hungrily at her big thrusting tits. He was out of bounds, of course, but by bedtime she was so ragingly horny for him that her panty crotch was dripping with juice. Obviously she hadn't lost her lust for young boys. She was still thinking about him when she and Jason went into the master bedroom for their first fuck.
They began to undress, and Jason ogled her body with obvious lust. "By God, woman, you're going to get fucked tonight," he said. "You made me wait long enough."
"Why, Jason," Bette grinned, "it was only a few weeks."
"A few weeks too long," he said. "Hurry, baby, before my cock explodes."
That sounded very encouraging. They quickly stripped, Jason ogling her big stiff-nippled tits and wide blonde bush, while Bette eagerly waited for him to take off his pants and shorts. When he did, she wasn't disappointed. Jason was hung like a bull. His eight-inch cock looked as thick as her wrist, and his huge thickly-haired nut sac seemed the size of a baseball. Bette was so overcome with lust, she moaned.
In her months of sexual adventures with kids young enough to be her sons, she'd almost forgotten what a mature male body looked like. Now she remembered Len's big, muscular, hairy body, much like Jason's, and she was dizzy with excitement. She slipped onto the bed and waited. Jason approached her with a frank leer, his gigantic rigid cock swaying stiffly.
"Christ," he said, looking down at her, "you're even more gorgeous than I dreamed. You're in for a damned long night, lady."
"Good," Bette grinned.
She just hoped his performance could match his words. Jason joined her on the bed and reached eagerly for her tits, hoisting the big hot melons, cupping and squeezing. His hands were firm and warm, and his touch aroused her hotly. He bent down and ran the tip of his tongue over her nipples, first one and then the other, wetly teasing. Her big pink nipples sprang into stiffness and throbbed heavily under his tongue.
Then he was kissing and licking his way down her body, over her sleek flat belly and into the springy blonde curls of her bush. He pressed his lips hard against the pouting mound beneath her pussy fur, and Bette gasped with lusty excitement. He moved her legs open and dipped his face between them. She felt his scalding wet tongue lashing her clit.
"Ooooooo, Jason, yes!" she gasped.
"I was hoping you'd like this," he chuckled.
"Like it?" Bette moaned. "I love it."
"Thank God," he said. "My first wife hated it. She thought it was dirty."
Poor woman, Bette thought. She gurgled with pleasure and opened her legs as wide as she could, allowing Jason to lick all over her scorching swollen slit. His big hot tongue snaked into every steamy crease of her pussy folds, and she quivered and sighed. Then he worked his way back to her clit and caught it between his lips. He sucked hard and hungrily on her swollen red joy button, and searing pleasure blasted through her belly.
"Unnnhhhhh, darling, yes," Bette moaned, "suck my clit, aaahhhhhhhh!"
She still didn't know how well he fucked, but already she knew he was an expert pussy eater. As he sucked noisily and greedily on her clit, Bette whined with excitement and helplessly drenched his bobbing chin with her gushing cunt juice. He drew her erect joy button out like elastic and lashed it with his tongue, then sucked furiously, lapping up her squirting cream. Bette was almost faint with pleasure.
"Uhhhhhh, Jason, you're going to make me come!" she moaned.
The bedsprings creaked and groaned from the violence of her climax, and her body rocked and jerked, yet somehow Jason managed to keep her squirting clit drawn deep into his mouth as she came. He sucked furiously on the convulsing bud, magnifying her sensations, and Bette screamed and flooded his face with her hot come-juice.
"Ohhhhhhh, I'm coming so good!" she whined.
When the delicious spasms finally faded, Bette opened her eyes and saw Jason looking at her with a strange expression, almost as if he were going to cry. "Thank you," he said.
"Jason, what do you mean?" Bette said. "I'm the one who sould be grateful. That was marvelous, darling."
"Well, you don't know how long I've wanted to go down on a woman and get a response like that," he sighed. "My first wife was a good woman, a good wife and mother, but she was frigid. I feel like the luckiest guy in the world to finally have a wife who enjoys sex."
Bette leered at him. "Darling, I don't just enjoy it," she said. "That's putting it too mildly. I go crazy over it. How about eating my pussy some more?"
"I'd love to," Jason grinned.
Bette bent her knees and pulled them back, completely opening her wet red slit to her new husband's hungry gaze. He dived for her pussy again, this time rimming the weeping hair-fringed mouth of her cunt with the stiff tip of his tongue. Bette squealed with lust and creamed heavily onto his teasing tongue, and Jason gobbled up her musky hot cream.
"Want my tongue in your cunt?" he asked hoarsely.
"Christ, yes," Bette panted, "put it all the way in me, darling, fuck me with it."
Jason snorted lustily and crammed his enormous hot tongue deep into her box. Bette felt completely stuffed with the thick throbbing meat. She whined and tugged at it with her powerful cuntal muscles, drawing it as deep as she could into the flaming depths of her twat. But Jason got even further, plowing his big long tongue clear to her womb.
"Uhhhhhhh," Bette gasped, "my God, your big tongue feels so good in meeee."
He shoved his big hands under her writhing ass and gripped the hot globes tightly as he began to cram his juicy thick tongue hard up and down in her gripping cunt. The lewd slurping noise of his reaming tongue filled the room, punctuated by Bette's shrill cries of pleasure. She'd never been so well tongue-fucked in her life.
"AAAHHHHHH, I LOVE IT!" she wailed.
She clawed the bed and jerked her pussy in time to his thrusts, forcing his jabbing tongue deep into her seething wet twat. Her eyes rolled crazily and her tongue lolled out as Jason crammed her greedy little fuck hole again and again with thick throbbing tongue meat. Being Bette, it didn't take her long to come with that kind of stimulation.
"You're doing it to me," she whined.
All through her body-wracking climax she felt Jason's big hot tongue plugging away in her convulsing cunt, reaming out her musky come-juice and gobbling it up. She must have drenched his whole face with the scalding stuff, but she couldn't stop creaming and writhing for long delicious moments. When she finally went limp, Jason came up for air, his face glistening with her juice.
"I'm beginning to think you like this," he leered.
"I can't get enough of it," Bette sighed. "You do it so good. But can't I do something for you now, darling?"
Jason's wicked grin broadened. "Well, I hesitate to ask," he said, "but one thing I'd really enjoy is-" He broke off, looking hesitant.
"I think I can guess," Bette grinned. "You'd like me to lick and suck your cock, wouldn't you?"
"How'd you guess?" Jason said with surprise and delight.
"Never mind," Bette smiled, "just roll over."
He rolled onto his back, and his mammoth thick cock stuck straight up, blue veins standing out on the shaft. The cleft of his massive purple cock head was oozing enormous globs of hot juice. Bette began to drool as she crouched beside him and dived for his prick. She started tonguing from the base upward, lapping up all the streaming salty cream. Jason flinched and groaned.
"Oh, Jesus, yes," he cried, "lick my cock all over, baby. Don't ever stop."
Poor Jason, it was obviously the first time a woman had gone down on him. Bette resolved to give him the performance of her life. She lapped slowly and sensuously up his granite shaft, making an obscene slurping noise and loudly gobbling his juice. Jason shivered with lusty excitement, and his breathing got loud and harsh. Bette glanced at him and saw his face twisting into a huge pleasure-grin.
"Shit, yes," he whined, "lick that meat, baby. Feels fantastic."
At last she reached the gigantic purple head of his cock, and she swirled her hot little tongue all over it, cleaning it of his tasty juice. She wriggled her slick pointed tongue tip right into his piss hole and reamed out more salty cock-cream. By now Jason was groaning hoarsely and his face was red with lust. But the best was yet to come. Bette opened her mouth as wide as she could and plunged it down around his rigid eight-inch dick.
"Awwwwwwww!" Jason bawled.
There was no way she could take a cock that long and thick all the way into her mouth, or she would have choked, but she did her best, gulping a throbbing four inches and sucking on it with powerful vacuum pressure. She got the results she craved. Jason's pulsating cock cleft dribbled huge globs of delicious cream onto her tongue, and she rolled the hot stuff around, savoring it before swallowing.
"Holy Christ, that's good," Jason gasped. "Yeah, baby, suck my cock good, suck!"
Bette's long blonde hair flew as she bobbed ravenously up and down his cock, sheathing his throbbing hard boner in red-hot juicy flesh. Jason went completely out of control, groaning and fucking her mouth, his hips jerking helplessly. She gulped blob after blob of thick cock-juice, drooling all over his ramming prick. Then suddenly Jason was seizing her head and pulling her off his cock.
"That's enough, honey," he gasped. "I damn near came in your mouth."
"But darling," Bette leered, "that's the whole point."
He gawked. "You'd actually eat my come?"
"I'd love to," Bette said, "but maybe some other time." She was looking hungrily at his massive rigid boner.
"Right," Jason grinned, "first things first."
He rolled her onto her back, and Bette eagerly opened her legs wide for him. Jason knelt between her legs, briefly ogling her swollen scarlet slit while she gawked hungrily at his enormous wrist-thick cock. She'd never taken a cock that big, and she could hardly wait. Then while she shivered with lusty impatience, Jason gently pushed the giant knobby head of his cock into the hot buttery hollow of her cunt mouth.
"I'm a little big, I guess," he said apologetically. "I'll try to be gentle."
"Gentle, my ass," Bette panted. "I like it hard. I want you to shove that big thing in me right now, Jason Prentiss, and fuck the shit out of me."
"I must be dreaming," Jason leered. "Okay, lady, that's just what you'll get."
He lunged into her with all his strength, and Bette felt like a baseball bat had been shoved up her cunt. She'd never felt so crammed with rockhard meat, never had her tender cunt lips stretched so wide. She was still gasping for breath when Jason threw himself on her and began fucking her like a pile driver, plowing his gigantic prick hard against her womb with each merciless thrust.
"Uhhhhhhhhh!" Bette gasped.
For a moment she thought his massive boner would split her in half, but soon she was feeling wild pleasure from his stallion-like fucking. She loved the sensation of being crammed tight with hot throbbing cock meat, every inch of her slick cuntal walls scraped and reamed by his giant prick. Her hot cream squirted and gushed around his plowing dick.
"Too rough for you?" Jason panted.
"Nooooo, I love it," Bette gasped.
"Good," he said, "because I can't stop now. Your cunt's so fuckin' tight and hot, baby, I wanta fuck you silly."
"Oh, do it, Jason, do it!" Bette groaned, digging her nails into his big shoulders, "fuck me forever."
It was getting to be a damned noisy fuck, and she hoped Ted wouldn't overhear. The bedsprings groaned and creaked, and Jason's huge hard prick reamed her juicing cunt with a loud lewd sucking noise. Jason whined and snorted, while Bette screeched and howled with pleasure. He thought it sounded like a riot in the barnyard.
But neither of them could help themselves. They were fucking at each other in a frenzy of lust, spinning totally out of control. Bette happened to glance over Jason's shoulder and saw that the bedroom door was open just a crack. She was sure they'd closed the door when they came in-in fact she clearly recalled Jason doing so. And wasn't that a shadowy figure she saw in the dark hallway?
"Jason," she whispered in his ear, "I think we're being watched."
Jason raised his head and leered at her.
"Do you mind?" he said.
Bette thought briefly, then grinned and said, "Frankly, no."
"Good girl," Jason panted, still fucking her furiously, "I was hoping for this. I mean, we'll all be living in the same house, and-"
"I understand," Bette interrupted. "I'll play it whatever way you want, Jason."
"Fine," he said, going motionless inside her. He turned towards the door and called out, "Come on in, son. It's all right."
What happened next took Bette's breath away. While she and Jason lay locked together, his giant cock shoved deep in her cunt, Ted walked into the room-stark naked. He must have been watching them for quite awhile, for his young cock was stiff as a board. The handsome six-incher hugged his belly and drooled bright bubbles of juice. Ted looked simultaneously shy and lusty.
"It's all right, Ted," Bette said huskily. "We want you to join us. We'll never leave you out of the fun."
Shivering with need, the teenage boy slipped onto the bed beside them. "You're some kind of parents," he said gratefully.
"Come here, dear," Bette said, "and lie beside me-yes, just like that."
She'd positionted the boy to lie on his side facing her with his rigid swollen prick just at the level of her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and lapped up all the oozing juice from his bulb-shaped cock head. Ted moaned and shivered, while Jason looked on approvingly. Then Bette caught his creaming cock head between her lips and slowly sucked his hotly throbbing young dick deep into her mouth.
"Awwwwwww, Christ!" Ted moaned.
"Now let's all have some fun together," Jason grinned.
He started fucking Bette again, ramming his massive steaming boner hard and deep in her hotly aroused pussy hole. She responded with a muffled moan of pleasure and began sucking hotly on Ted's tasty creaming cock. The boy wailed with lusty excitement and fed her more sizzling globs of prick juice. Bette felt wildly aroused about taking on father and son at the same time.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned.
"She likes the taste of your cock, son," Jason panted, "and she sure as hell likes my dick."
Bette sucked harder and harder on the boy's silky-skinned drooling prick, while she greedily slammed her gushing pussy up and down on the massive spike of Jason's plowing prick. She'd never felt so wildly aroused in her life. And to think she'd worried about Jason being a dud in bed! She hadn't dreamed of the marvelous kinky surprise he'd had in store for her. She was getting the best of both worlds, father and son.
As their excitement mounted, Ted couldn't hold still any longer, and he began fucking her mouth, whining and humping his steely rod into the hot pulp of her indrawn cheeks and raised tongue. Bette gulped his delicious hot prick syrup and took the rough deep plowing of Jason's horse-cock, while the king-size bed rocked and groaned.
"D-Dad," Ted gasped, "remember what you promised? Can we do it now?"
"Sure, son," Jason said, "let's change places."
Bette was ready to go along with any kinky idea of Jason's, and she released Ted's stiff spit-soaked cock while Jason dismounted, his massive boner dripping with her pearly cunt-juice. Jason quickly positioned her on her hands and knees.
"Ted's a virgin," he said. "I've been saving him for someone special."
Bette nodded, too excited to speak. She heard Ted panting as he knelt behind her and gripped her hips. He must have been in a real hurry to get rid of his cherry, because he rammed his steely six-inch prick into her as hard as he could, sheathing it to the balls in her scorching wet fuck hole.
"Awwwwwwwww!" Ted howled. "Shit, yeah!"
"Oooooooo," Bette squealed, "that's it, Ted, darling, fuck it to me good."
The boy began fucking into her with total abandon, whining with pleasure as he crammed his swollen dick in the snug juicy tube of her cunt. Bette met Jason's eyes and found him grinning in approval of his son's first fuck. When he was sure the boy had the idea, he knelt in front of Bette and grazed her lips with the massive creaming head of his cock.
"You still wanta eat my come?" he said.
"More than ever, darling," Bette moaned.
She opened her mouth wide and let him plow his giant hot dick right into her throat. She wasn't afraid of it now. She was wild to take the two slamming cocks at both ends of her body, one jerking and creaming into her mouth and throat, the other pounding and cramming into her fiery-hot cunt. Father and son looked at each other over her writhing body and grinned.
"See, Ted?" Jason panted. "I told you I'd get you a great new mother."
"You sure as hell did, Dad," Ted moaned.
And Bette decided that she loved being Jason's wife-not to mention being Ted's new mother. It was going to be a very happy family.
